Going Off (feat. Lougy Badness)

Ye, ye, ye
Dope boy diaries nigga
Ye, ye

Got a p of weed (P off weed) and an o of soft (O of soft)
Imma get it sold before I'm dozing off (Dozing off)
I just poured this bitch a drink and now her clothes is off (Clothes is off)
Give a fuck what niggas think because I'm going off

Breaking up an ounce of soft, bag it when it crumble up
Ain't into lean but I sip henny out this double cup
If shorty got a bubble butt then best believe I'm gonna fuck
Send her back to your ass as soon as she wanna snuggle up
The fuck is up, gun is tucked
I don't wanna havta kill
I seen a couple thousand, I'm just tryna stack a mill
Feel bad for these broke niggas, I remember how it feels
But I took a risk to get rich wit the crack and pills
In the trap baggin' up while my mans cooking hard
10 pounds in my trunk while I'm speeding down the boulevard
This niggas a magician, imma pull his card
I'm in this position kus of the trust that I put in god
Going out every night, eating steak and fries
I could see my fake friends wit hate up in they eyes
Half my niggas switched up, other half ain't taking sides
Guess it's time to say good bye, hit the block and make it mines

Got a p of weed (P off weed) and an o of soft (O of soft)
Imma get it sold before I'm dozing off (Dozing off)
I just poured this bitch a drink and now her clothes is off (Clothes is off)
Give a fuck what niggas think because I'm going off (Going off)
I'm going off (Going off) I'm going off (Going off)
Chain look like a skating rink, feel like I know it all
I'm going off (Going off) I'm going off (Going off)
Give a fuck what niggas think because I'm going off

I done guzzled too much henny, now I'm going off
I call nina Queen Latifah, let her set it off
Get the package, shorty bagged it then I shipped it off
Punch the lip right off the face because he ran it off
Instrumentals Lougy bodies, yea I wrecks em all
Smith and Wesson is my weapon that I'm quick to draw
Imma ball till I fall, gotta get it all
Dallas told me pump your brakes, you gone get feds involved
And if you moving with no conscious, you gone lose it all
You ain't my fams, then you can't call me nigga, not at all
Momma told me roll wit god and he'll take care it all
I'm on the corner, twisting fingers, pistol in the drawers
I move in silence, I can't help it, I can't trust em all
If that's my brother that you touching, Imma get involved
This a doggy dog world and Imma doggy dog
Up the heater, lemon squeezer, knock his conscious off

Got a p of weed (P off weed) and an o of soft (O of soft)
Imma get it sold before I'm dozing off (Dozing off)
I just poured this bitch a drink and now her clothes is off (Clothes is off)
Give a fuck what niggas think because I'm going off (Going off)
I'm going off (Going off) I'm going off (Going off)
Chain look like a skating rink, feel like I know it all
I'm going off, (Going off) I'm going off (Going off)
Give a fuck what niggas think because I'm going off



Credits
Writer(s): Kobie Turner
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