Show Off - Remix

When I come through your speakers it's still exactly what you want
We came through wit the remix and you know it's litty as fuck
I hit Brazil & November, said "Boys they ain't ready for us"
I think it's time we make 'em dance. We about to Show Off Show Off Show Off
A'yo November Show Off Show Off Show Off
Rahim you gotta Show Off Show Off Show Off
And you know I'm a Show Off Show Off Show Off

I'm so cocky with it. Like Miley Cyrus did it
But I can run the show. Without the peepers tho
You must be running slow. I think their feet are cold
'Cause they been running from me since I turned my heaters on
I got that hot and spicy. You got that sweet and low
I know they hating on my grind, I'm like to each his own
Act like ya' daddy ya' mammie, I might just beat'cha bones
I get like Fatty McFatty, I might just eat'cha home (let's go)
I'm a man with a plan goddammit. I'mma snatch ya career like a bandit
Living life like he's so lavish. Anytime, anyplace Miss Janet
They tried to shoot me down, but I took off, shot in the air
It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's Rahim Brazil
They wanna hate up on me 'cause I'm a show off (Yea)
You must be hella salty. You just got showed up
Put respect to my name (Lets's get it). Now take the time to get range
Martel, Rahim, November
We turn up and go insane. Bang bang

When I come through your speakers it's still exactly what you want
We came through wit the remix and you know it's litty as fuck
I hit Brazil & November, said "Boys they ain't ready for us"
I think it's time we make 'em dance. We about to Show Off Show Off Show Off
A'yo November Show Off Show Off Show Off
Rahim you gotta Show Off Show Off Show Off
And you know I'm a Show Off Show Off Show Off

Yeah
I show off, gotta go off. You slept on, I dozed off
Why I win, cause they loss. Cause I take, not a day off
My hard work, just paid off. I lay over, you laid off
I sleep over, when you take off. Need I, say more
My drip game, I don't faucet (Yuh). If I got it, I bought it (Yuh)
I'm shooting shot, to hit targets (Yuh). Don't mind blood in my carpet (Nah)
I'm beard blooded regardless. Tall, dark, handsome and heartless
This ain't bout no violence, but mo' money, mo' problems
Now back, back to this fly shit,(fly). Where I don't need no pilot
Landed on Twisted's pilot. We getting money then pile it
I could style yo stylist. Bright enough to cure to blindness
Watches don't work around me, cause I make shit timeless (oh yea)
And I'm all about progress. Tryna find out what's beyond blessed
Get Dollars everyday of my Damn life. Anything else is nonsense
So let me be done with my riff-raff, so I can enjoy this good gas
If you'll excuse me, I see a bag. Just tell em, "November did that", bitch

When I come through your speakers it's still exactly what you want
We came through wit the remix and you know it's litty as fuck
I hit Brazil & November, said "Boys they ain't ready for us"
I think it's time we make 'em dance. We about to Show Off Show Off Show Off
A'yo November Show Off Show Off Show Off
Rahim you gotta Show Off Show Off Show Off
And you know I'm a Show Off Show Off Show Off

Hey, how you doin'? I'm still the shit (consistent)
The word around town is ya' boy Martel is still that nigga(you that nigga?)
Yea that's me. I been poppin' on the screen. I been poppin' on the gram. All these hoes know who I am
Wipe me up, wipe me down. I'm king, don't you see my crown? I was broke (look at me now)
I'm so dope I run this town
I need a Million dollars (No double that). Saw myself in the mirror had to double back.
If money is power then I'm supreme. Nigga retweet that
What's a stack to a rich nigga? Who got racks on racks? (This nigga)
I only come for the victory. I don't need these snacks I need 7 figures
The way I'm gettin' blessed I wouldn't be surprised if your whole net worth was just a piece of mine
I ain't ask for a slice I need the pizza pie. You can take the city cause the world is mine
Let me start spittin' all venom and kill the game, bring it back, no medicine
Ain't nobody better than, not even the veterans. Ain't no competition, so who let 'em in
I don't understand
Who told you your reign would never end? Look who's king now, let new order in
Now I'm orderin' more for your team cause it take 10 of you to be equal to me

When I come through your speakers it's still exactly what you want
We came through wit the remix and you know it's litty as fuck
I hit Brazil & November, said "Boys they ain't ready for us"
I think it's time we make 'em dance. We about to Show Off Show Off Show Off
A'yo November Show Off Show Off Show Off
Rahim you gotta Show Off Show Off Show Off
And you know I'm a Show Off Show Off Show Off



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Writer(s): Delray Martel Williams
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