Off Wit Em'
Yes sir
Ha, yeaaah
Bunn
Ha ha
A good lookin' on this one Slym
Yeah yeah
A you a Courage The Cowardly Dog ass nigga
Hidin' behind social's, claimin' to bust triggas
You couldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight nigga
You a Pussy,
Give me 2:44 on a beat, and I'll reck it
Slym made this beat right here, betta respect it
From the beginning to the end I'ma bang this bitch
From the beginning to the end I'ma bang this bitch
I'm gripped up tighter than a coconut crab
40 On me, while I'm diggin' out yo bitch from the back
I'll take a page right out the book of Slym
You fugazi ass niggas play below the rim
Fuckin' wit a nigga like me, that's very dangerous
You must not value yo life
I'm just sayin'
I been had issues with you, cause yousa bitch
Hiding behind walls and doors, lil snitch
I guarantee you step outta line
One more time
We knucklin' up
And I'm fuckin' you up
I ain't playin' games bitch, call my bluff
If you think I'ma punk
Shit show me what's
Just as I thought, you niggas out here lackin'
Bets believe me n my crew stay packin'
like a sacked lunch, we ready to get it crackin'
The way the choppa bust sound like a nigga crunchin' cracklin's
Ahhhh,
Fuck nigga
Punk nigga
Bitch nigga
Yousa snitch nigga
I ain't really wanna do it, but uhhh bitches makin' me
All I want to do is stack dough like a bakery
Fuck on a pretty lil bitch, that's down to fuck wit me
And fuck on a pretty lil bitch, that's down to fuck wit me
If yo nigga get outta pocket bitch throw that ass back
And I promise I'ma catch it like a pass form a quarterback
You niggas be pocket watchin' thinkin' you slick
Thought you was gon run up on me, catch a lick
S&W leave a nigga
In a box stiff
Chopsticks sushi roll a nigga
Watch this
Dice a nigga up like wasabi hot shit
Aye, dice a nigga up like wasabi hot shittt
You a pussy
Fuckin' rookie
Now I kno
You didn't really think that you could whoop me
Nigga's funny
Fuckin' dummies
Youza hoe bitch
Ha, I'm the type of nigga to get you touch quick
Aye
Man I'm sick of you nigga's walkin' around playin' hard
Only to fuck around and ah get whooped in yo own front yard
Ah
You ol' soft motha fuckaz
Keep on with the fuckery tho
And I guaran-fuckin-tee
I'ma put these hands on you no bullshit
Ha, yeaaah
Bunn
Ha ha
A good lookin' on this one Slym
Yeah yeah
A you a Courage The Cowardly Dog ass nigga
Hidin' behind social's, claimin' to bust triggas
You couldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight nigga
You a Pussy,
Give me 2:44 on a beat, and I'll reck it
Slym made this beat right here, betta respect it
From the beginning to the end I'ma bang this bitch
From the beginning to the end I'ma bang this bitch
I'm gripped up tighter than a coconut crab
40 On me, while I'm diggin' out yo bitch from the back
I'll take a page right out the book of Slym
You fugazi ass niggas play below the rim
Fuckin' wit a nigga like me, that's very dangerous
You must not value yo life
I'm just sayin'
I been had issues with you, cause yousa bitch
Hiding behind walls and doors, lil snitch
I guarantee you step outta line
One more time
We knucklin' up
And I'm fuckin' you up
I ain't playin' games bitch, call my bluff
If you think I'ma punk
Shit show me what's
Just as I thought, you niggas out here lackin'
Bets believe me n my crew stay packin'
like a sacked lunch, we ready to get it crackin'
The way the choppa bust sound like a nigga crunchin' cracklin's
Ahhhh,
Fuck nigga
Punk nigga
Bitch nigga
Yousa snitch nigga
I ain't really wanna do it, but uhhh bitches makin' me
All I want to do is stack dough like a bakery
Fuck on a pretty lil bitch, that's down to fuck wit me
And fuck on a pretty lil bitch, that's down to fuck wit me
If yo nigga get outta pocket bitch throw that ass back
And I promise I'ma catch it like a pass form a quarterback
You niggas be pocket watchin' thinkin' you slick
Thought you was gon run up on me, catch a lick
S&W leave a nigga
In a box stiff
Chopsticks sushi roll a nigga
Watch this
Dice a nigga up like wasabi hot shit
Aye, dice a nigga up like wasabi hot shittt
You a pussy
Fuckin' rookie
Now I kno
You didn't really think that you could whoop me
Nigga's funny
Fuckin' dummies
Youza hoe bitch
Ha, I'm the type of nigga to get you touch quick
Aye
Man I'm sick of you nigga's walkin' around playin' hard
Only to fuck around and ah get whooped in yo own front yard
Ah
You ol' soft motha fuckaz
Keep on with the fuckery tho
And I guaran-fuckin-tee
I'ma put these hands on you no bullshit
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Writer(s): Michael Layher
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