Goin' Off (feat. Napps)

Shawty threw me the pussy
And then I dunked that
None of you niggas can push me
So get the fuck back
I got one foot on the gas
And one on they necks
Doing doughnuts in the dash
And running these checks
Aye
A young nigga going off
Aye
A young nigga going off

I like exotic shippings
Everyone got a mission
I read all the terms conditions
Can't deal with the inefficient
Covert with my ops keep em close but they in the distance
Declared that I'm independent
Shoot of my works got that fire like independence
Day of my indecisions
I'll cut that Lil skin it ain't tough when I make incisions
Doctor I'm seeing visions
7-2 hours reliving my expedition
No Ford it's a new edition
Saint got you craving and sneaking like prohibition
No hand out I'm going fishing
Go head switch the style up and then you'll be really living
Sometimes I be going missing
When shit hit the fan I had stuff and it needed fixing
Weak shit is in full suspicion
I'm always full throttle when keys inside the ignition
Who cares about inhibitions
I live in the moment no time
No time
No time for reminiscing

Shawty threw me the pussy
And then I dunked that
None of you niggas can push me
So get the fuck back
I got one foot on the gas
And one on they necks
Doing doughnuts in the dash
And running these checks
Aye
A young nigga going off
Aye
A young nigga going off

Ready to blast from the past
Egyptian hieroglyphics mended with the words that I rap
Historical visions go missing when they edit for books
Taking out whatever shit when they don't want us to look
It's overcooked
It's overdue (Due)
Takes a minute just to travel to the fucking truth (Truth)
So make some room it's hella hot
Surrounded by these kilowatts and killer cops that's killing off the blacker population
I would say it's racist but we do it to our own people
Unequal
Gangbanging then repeat the sequel
It's pitiful I had enough
We gotta keep all in touch
The recipe for living up
You made a beast it might erupt
Don't artichoke when I'm rapping
My words the type that can capture
Most of you niggas that's rapping but image is what they after
My pedigree to fly past yuh
My melodies is immaculate
Fresh to deaf in a casket fit
Pessimist with the baddest chick
Don't get rough cause she delicate
In the bed she get elegant
Man I used to be negligent
All the shit that they telling me
Post a pic with my therapist
Should I smash or be celibate
Write my past like a testament
Play the game like it's genesis

Shawty threw me the pussy
And then I dunked that
None of you niggas can push me
So get the fuck back
I got one foot on the gas
And one on they necks
Doing doughnuts in the dash
And running these checks
Aye
A young nigga going off
Aye
A young nigga going off



Credits
Writer(s): Jesus Mitchell
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