Off The Top

[Verse 1]
Uhm
I pop bandz when I roll with Justin
I drink lean not Robitussin
You know I am buggin'
I told her we were related just so the bitch would blow my cousin
I’m coming back and I am spitting fire
And you singing like Jeremiah
I won't retire
I am gon get higher
I am gon be flyer
You a fucking liar
Like snitch you see
Lyrically ya'll be killin’ me up in the industry
I drink Vodka mix with the Hennessy
I really don't do that but you get it B
Woah, Woah, Woah, Lemme kill em with the flow
Sniff another quarter ounce of blow
Put it in ya nose
Cause these motherfuckers already bе knowing when I'm turning on the rope
Prolly likе woah!
Like a like black rob motherfuckers know that I be getting no night job
She wanna swallow my knob like corn on the cob
And you know that you gonna get robbed
I'm back on my shit
Y'all ready know that I will not quit
I'm too legit like MC Hammer
Imma just shit in the Pampers
You say words to my grandma
Woo!

[Verse 2]
Sippin' on D'USSÉ
I’m poppin’ your bitch in the coochie
Cause' she is juicy just like her booty
I’m the mane like Gucci
You prolly didn't get it but, but I wouldn't wanna whip it in the kitchen
These motherfuckers know that I be terrific
And I be never written
The motherfucker really be spittin'
Woah! Lemme get on the beat
I made your bitch spit on my meat
And it, Woo!