[Hook]
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk
[Verse 1: Reddog]
On the track, booming crack, put the gat to your back
Fuck you now with no love, niggas is constantly catching slugs
Claiming you the shit bitch, now you in the fucking clique
Trick did I give you permission to off the mouth with that fucking bullshit
Down these bitches killing me, talking bout some twelve play
Pull my shit out on that bitch, bump and grind grind on this dick
You can be my private hoe and I can be your private teacher
Get your ass out there and make my ends, I come right back and meet you
Collect up all my shit 'cause a nigga known I pimp these hoes
Coming clean with the bow, chargin' hoe, that's how it go
Now you niggas looking sad, you ain't mad, it's ya bitch
Get up out my fucking face, before we have to get into some gangster shit
Mane I don't give a fuck about these motherfucking hoes
Busting heads, put 'em in check, breaking necks, I'm the best
Why am I so real, I guess because I'm just so trill
Nigga you better know the deal, 'cause a bitch will try to steal
From the lyrics that you write, mane that just was [?]
Better get your shit right, do you wanna die tonight?
'Cause it really don't make me run 'cause I've had my fucking gun
In my pants, on my hand, raining bullets, feeling like Superman
Through the air, you never know, when them things might hit you, hoe
On the shit, as I click, feed a bitch really quick
Party too thick for you trick, nigga they breaking you off something
Bitch
[Hook]
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
Loced out, pistol grip, loced out, pistol grip
Loced out, pistol grip, loced out, pistol grip
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
[Verse 2: Reddog]
Know what I'm saying, I don't be playing with my Glock, get to spraying
On them hoes and them tricks, clicking like a lunatic
[?] when I pull out my deuce deuce
Put it up 'cause your fucked, but you understand never act [?]
We can go up toe to toe, like a man we can squab
If you ain't man enough, you better go and get your mob
Kill you hoe and your crew, niggas what you wanna do
Acting like you got it good, motherfucker I wish you would
Step into this nigga way, why I'm chiefen' up on that hay
Sipping up on some Alize, better get out my fucking face
Watch me rip out my shit, Tec-9 bitch to your dick
Chop you up like Jeffrey Dahmer, kill your ass just for fun
Just like my nigga Koopsta Knicca, leavin' your fuckin' body numb
[?] then I fucked 'em in they fucking car
[?] then you know I pull out my 98 Glock on that bullshit
You know that a nigga is [?]
And you know that I don't play, gotta, gotta get away
From them hoes that talking yay, buckshot insert in your brain
Police coming up the block, niggas staring at me hard
I ain't finna stick around, I ain't finna catch no charge
Got to get up out the way, 'cause you bitches [?]
They ain't finna arrest me 'cause I'm too slick for them G
C-O-P that is the cop, shoot them hoes and they drop
Running real fast after me 'cause I killed a blue boy see
But them niggas, do they learn, now I got to make another bullet burn
Through your head, on your chest, make sure them niggas are put to rest
Now you know, never fuck with a nigga mane
Never cross a nigga path 'fore I break you off, bitch
[Hook]
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
Loced out, pistol grip, loced out, pistol grip
Loced out, pistol grip, loced out, pistol grip
Loced out, pistol grip in the trunk, stunt blunt
Got me doing some stupid shit, monkey bitches make me click
[Outro: Reddog]
Yeah, know what I'm saying, the Reddog nigga's up in this bitch
Tryna let all you know that y'all bitches will get broke off
Y'know what I'm saying, all the motherfucking time
Nine four nine five bitch, I'm up out this hoe
Sending shots to [?] and Binghampton bitch
BREAK YOU OFF was written by Reddog.
BREAK YOU OFF was produced by Shawty Pimp.