Going Off

[Verse 1]
Travel channel on the flat screen
Hella bops trying to add me
"Goomba" they asking what that mean
Don't trip I wake it up like a bad dream
Yeah I get it cracking like crab legs
I'm even gassing on my bad days
In the home of the sideshow no drag race
I got neck 2 times like a fat face
Valet trying to park my car
Last night was kinda crazy dog
Sipping champagne in the fast lane I should obey the law
But I'm crazy y'all I'm fucking crazy y'all
I got bars trying to raise the bar
I'm a boy trying to raise a boy
I go hard but I'd rather just chill in my La-Z-Boy
No news but I'm a paperboy
You get paid and they hate you for it
But I'm grateful for it
So i floor it to the top
Cause the shit don't stop like a laxative
Got my lab right at the crib hell no it's not a mansion bitch
That's why you see me going hard to expand the shit
I love Spanish chicks who smoke cannibus
And can handle this
Couldn't take this dick so she ran from it
That's cocky I'm just rambling
You can't stop me should've read it on the pamphlet
Philanthropist I just said it so i could rhyme it
I'm after quarters like a fucking lineman
I want my piggy bank to break
I need bacon and it's perfect timing I'm fucked up like [?]
And Top Ramen ain't gonna cut it
I need ribs from [?] I'm grubbing
I use to drink underage like that boy McLovin
I got a little popping gained a million cousins
I don't fuck with 5-0 so i feel like a Muslim
They loving my clothes got the internet buzzin
I had a bitch named Rose
But i didn't keep her though cause she was one of a dozen
I'm so high there's no one above em
Always off that shit that come after rubbin
ALCOHOL fuck clubbin
Unless I'm getting paid to hit that stage
Back in the day was wearing red [?] and [?]
Now they throwing panties and fans try to grope me
40 even on me and I'm not talking OE
Use to rock a black hoodie, pop in gold teeth
Now I'm hippied out OG low key
Throwing up the west side cause I rep my C
Pacific you bitches
I am so distant from disses i wouldn't piss on you pigeons
Plus you missing your rhythm woo
All i hear is fans chanting "Roachy Balboa"
I'm pacing backstage goddamn i need to throw up [?] on me
You don't wanna see me blow up
Bout time i grow up so I'm eating my spinach
Handling my business
Counting Benz in a rented
I got a spot in L.A. and one in the bay
This game's a fucking bitch but im a penetrate it
Cause i need filet minion on my dinner plate
And I want Nicki Minaj as my dinner date
And I waited long enough I'm not for the waiting
I'm going off bitch yeah I'm going off
I must've popped a Viagra cause these other rappers going soft

[Bridge] Roachy Roachy Roachy Roachy Balboa (x3)