Off Land (feat. Lil Jairmy)
Yuh, I just took a bitch on land
All in that Lear, nahmsayin
Tell her watch the AP dance
Nah I ain't nun like your man
I don't even know why she playin
Yeah we steppin on shit like soldiers
Got choppas like Afghanistan
I been tripping in the Rolls Royce
Big one, a Cullinan
Yeah I told her just do what you can
But don't never do what you can't
Talk to em
Been had the sack like Santa
Trap got a ceiling like a Warhol
Then drop shit in the phantom
Nah I don't talk to these ns
These ns be groupies, these ns be fanned up
Then I fell in love with a freak
And she ain't even from Atlanta
These ns monkey see, monkey do
So you know we keep a banana
Peel the top off like a can opener
Aesthetics I ain't gotta shoot shit but still
I ain't even hand it over
We on that P shit with a whole lotta vibes
She said she tryna ride
Put the fortune right on it, that muhfucka glide
Seen some shit I could never speak on
But you know this shit just life
You know I seen her around before
I'm guessing tonight's that night
I thought she was capping, that muhfucka tight
Yuh, I just took a bitch on land
All in that Lear, nahmsayin
Tell her watch the AP dance
Nah I ain't nun like your man
I don't even know why she playin
Yeah we steppin on shit like soldiers
Got choppas like Afghanistan
I been tripping in the Rolls Royce
Big one, a Cullinan
Yeah I told her just do what you can
But don't never do what you can't
Talk to em
For the first night met her off the ground
Said she know how to suck dick in the lounge
I can't tell she wasn't lying she was nervous
These diamonds they shining a lil brighter in person
I just been buying her favorite purses
I just wanna tell her her name in cursive
Lost my dawg, couldn't hurt me worse
I'm a make you pay for this pain in murder
Neck so good I ain't gotta pay none
Get a n killed, out my face they burn him
He fuck with the gang we ain't never gon spare him
Wanna make sure all these K's get dirty
I'd always make bond my first day in
Had a M on the low when I first came in
Just in 24 hours, punched 62 thousand
But you know I make that shit times 10
I ain't holding onto this money, I spend
I'm fuckin on her, but I'm dickin her friend
I'm a rip this bitch up, face a 6
(Judging her ass, this bitch a 10?)
Dope boy knot, got 5's and 10's
I tell Ross, my diamonds big
Bitch getting wet, gon try the kids
Seen your bitch bad, but her body did
Fuck all the fashion, you know that we ready for action
We serving designer kicks
All these hoes look pretty
I just got the bitch giving top by the way that my diamonds hit
Know my stones got karats
All on my AP face can't tell what time it is
Need hoes in Paris, need at least 2 to lock in
Bitch gotta bring one of her friends
Bitch treat me like God, got her on her knees
Tryna wash away her sins
Tryna catch me off guard that's gon be hard
Be trusting my FN's
Yuh, I just took a bitch on land
All in that Lear, nahmsayin
Tell her watch the AP dance
Nah I ain't nun like your man
I don't even know why she playin
Yeah we steppin on shit like soldiers
Got choppas like Afghanistan
I been tripping in the Rolls Royce
Big one, a Cullinan
Yeah I told her just do what you can
But don't never do what you can't
Talk to em
All in that Lear, nahmsayin
Tell her watch the AP dance
Nah I ain't nun like your man
I don't even know why she playin
Yeah we steppin on shit like soldiers
Got choppas like Afghanistan
I been tripping in the Rolls Royce
Big one, a Cullinan
Yeah I told her just do what you can
But don't never do what you can't
Talk to em
Been had the sack like Santa
Trap got a ceiling like a Warhol
Then drop shit in the phantom
Nah I don't talk to these ns
These ns be groupies, these ns be fanned up
Then I fell in love with a freak
And she ain't even from Atlanta
These ns monkey see, monkey do
So you know we keep a banana
Peel the top off like a can opener
Aesthetics I ain't gotta shoot shit but still
I ain't even hand it over
We on that P shit with a whole lotta vibes
She said she tryna ride
Put the fortune right on it, that muhfucka glide
Seen some shit I could never speak on
But you know this shit just life
You know I seen her around before
I'm guessing tonight's that night
I thought she was capping, that muhfucka tight
Yuh, I just took a bitch on land
All in that Lear, nahmsayin
Tell her watch the AP dance
Nah I ain't nun like your man
I don't even know why she playin
Yeah we steppin on shit like soldiers
Got choppas like Afghanistan
I been tripping in the Rolls Royce
Big one, a Cullinan
Yeah I told her just do what you can
But don't never do what you can't
Talk to em
For the first night met her off the ground
Said she know how to suck dick in the lounge
I can't tell she wasn't lying she was nervous
These diamonds they shining a lil brighter in person
I just been buying her favorite purses
I just wanna tell her her name in cursive
Lost my dawg, couldn't hurt me worse
I'm a make you pay for this pain in murder
Neck so good I ain't gotta pay none
Get a n killed, out my face they burn him
He fuck with the gang we ain't never gon spare him
Wanna make sure all these K's get dirty
I'd always make bond my first day in
Had a M on the low when I first came in
Just in 24 hours, punched 62 thousand
But you know I make that shit times 10
I ain't holding onto this money, I spend
I'm fuckin on her, but I'm dickin her friend
I'm a rip this bitch up, face a 6
(Judging her ass, this bitch a 10?)
Dope boy knot, got 5's and 10's
I tell Ross, my diamonds big
Bitch getting wet, gon try the kids
Seen your bitch bad, but her body did
Fuck all the fashion, you know that we ready for action
We serving designer kicks
All these hoes look pretty
I just got the bitch giving top by the way that my diamonds hit
Know my stones got karats
All on my AP face can't tell what time it is
Need hoes in Paris, need at least 2 to lock in
Bitch gotta bring one of her friends
Bitch treat me like God, got her on her knees
Tryna wash away her sins
Tryna catch me off guard that's gon be hard
Be trusting my FN's
Yuh, I just took a bitch on land
All in that Lear, nahmsayin
Tell her watch the AP dance
Nah I ain't nun like your man
I don't even know why she playin
Yeah we steppin on shit like soldiers
Got choppas like Afghanistan
I been tripping in the Rolls Royce
Big one, a Cullinan
Yeah I told her just do what you can
But don't never do what you can't
Talk to em
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary D Foster, Raqhid Jevon Render, Spencer Harris, - Lukecomeon
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