Go Off

Yeah, it's been a while, but I'm back
Reek da Villian
Got my scrap Ace hood with me
Kendrick Lamar too
Huh, let's get it

From the south to the west to the east to the north
(Reek da Villian) it go off, it go off

Huh, blowin' Cubanas in Honda Sonatas with Madonnas
As she do the honors to shine and polish my anaconda
I'm at the Ramada like Tony Montana with my llama
Countin' Angelatas, sippin' piña colada moscato
These giuliani illuminati, my super shotty
These dudes'll try me with Deuteronomy, my Ruger body
And my True Armani's, I'm prolly with a new crew of mami's
'Bout to make a punani tsunami in a blue Bugatti

Flow's phenomenal, money on amadu
Diablo chronicles, rap from Elvis Presley's abdominal
Niggas is comical, tryna pair up with the shit I'ma do
Gravity rappin' fall on deaf ears, I'm astronomical
It's like a jungle, sometimes that makes me wonder
How I keep from goin' under, survivin' all of these summers
And runnin' from gunners, hoppin' out Hummers with Stevie Wonders
That don't even look at who they be shootin' when they be dumpin'

From the south to the west to the east to the north
(Ken-Ken-Kendrick Lamar) it go off, it go off

Huh, I slay a nigga with no conscience, I'm so Compton
I know your confidence, you're incompetent, that's a compliment
Any continent, I can construct atomic condiments
I'm not a Communist, rather govern my own accomplishments
Livin' in turmoil boils my temper
Tempurpedic'll burn if you sleep on me, nigga
Jimmy crack corn and Kendrick can crack the horns
Of a dragon and toss 'em inside of a bush full of thorns

Taggin' along, get you thrown on side of your lawn
Throw a molotov, I toss, catch it like a baton, boss
Acquire many choirs for your funeral
Be quiet before I stand over you like a urinal
Mark a bullet wherever your latest rapper tattoo'll go
Your crew'll know I split you 'til you was two adults
Siamese, I sneeze and bless tracks
You's a bitch on menopause, I ain't gotta pause that bitch

From the south to the west to the east to the north
(Ace Hood) it go off, it go off

Okay, now boom shakalaka, Mr. Know-I-Got-A-Lotta
Talkin' dollars, Gucci, Louis, Prada, hundred 'round the collar
Hop up out of that new foreign auto, with the latest model
Tell the waiter bring the bottles, I be stuntin' so they follow
This a treat, and I'm finna feast, why they send the beat?
Come and see, Hannibal the beast, murder, third degree
I assassinated, flow abominated, know they highly hated
Look how it's orchestrated, hottest nigga underrated

They stealin' flows, got these rappers so intimidated
New flow, new dough, boy, you outdated
I'm just gettin' started, they ain't seen nothin' yet (nothin' yet)
Wait 'til my new drop at the projects
See my sneaks, they ain't comin' into stock yet
Got the whole hood hooked, no Pyrex
Stay tuned, rose gold on the Rolex
I'm the best nigga, period, Kotex

From the south to the west to the east to the north (The Conglomerate)
It go off, it go off

Midwest, where you at?
Dirty South, where you at?
Oh, and anywhere you from
It's where you at right now
It's that time again
It's that time again uh



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Writer(s): Brittany Chikyra Barber, Justine Skye
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