Piss Me Off
Nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big Za (Gentle Beatz)
Yeah, ay (nigga)
Chasin' chicken, got me dripped all in this sauce, baby (sauce)
I don't know why, but I fell in love with breakin' the law, baby (breakin' the law, baby)
You better watch your mouth, you talkin' to a boss, baby
I shit on niggas every time they piss me off, baby (bitch)
I'm smokin' zaza with the dark Crush and the raw
If it ain't about money, bitch, I don't need even wanna be involved (ay, nigga)
If it ain't about money, I don't give a fuck 'bout it at all (ay, nigga)
I'm screamin', "Fuck 12!" until they free my dog (fuck 12)
I'm screamin', "Fuck 12!", free my big brother, nigga (fuck 12)
You ain't used to niggas with money, bitch, I ain't them other niggas (them other niggas)
Uh, them niggas don't stand on business, hold on, hold on (yeah, yeah)
Say, them niggas don't stand on business, I ain't fuckin' with 'em
I got my own motion, fuck I need a ho for? (Fuck I need a ho for?)
Uh, this a fast car, the fuck I'm drivin' slow for? (Skrrt)
It's many ways to get a bag, the fuck you broke for? (Broke for)
I'm on an isle, bad bitch eatin' me while I roll up (phew)
Bein' 'round that broke shit, it give me a headache
And she got a smart mouth, gotta make sure her head straight (straight)
I'ma still chase that money, yeah (yeah)
I'ma still chase that money even if my legs break (break)
Nigga know I'm super lit (nigga), I be fresher than a bitch (bitch)
And my phone be doin' tricks (brr), if you broke, get it fixed
On they top like some wicks, and I'm smellin' like a brick
And I still be bustin' licks (phew, phew), and I'm ballin' like the Knicks
Chasin' chicken, got me dripped all in this sauce, baby (sauce)
I don't know why, but I fell in love with breakin' the law, baby (breakin' the law, baby)
You better watch your mouth, you talkin' to a boss, baby
I shit on niggas every time they piss me off, baby (bitch)
I'm smokin' zaza with the dark Crush and the raw
If it ain't about money, bitch, I don't need even wanna be involved (ay, nigga)
If it ain't about money, I don't give a fuck 'bout it at all (ay, nigga, Gentle Beatz)
I'm screamin', "Fuck 12!" until they free my dog (fuck 12) (Gentle Beatz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Big Za (Gentle Beatz)
Yeah, ay (nigga)
Chasin' chicken, got me dripped all in this sauce, baby (sauce)
I don't know why, but I fell in love with breakin' the law, baby (breakin' the law, baby)
You better watch your mouth, you talkin' to a boss, baby
I shit on niggas every time they piss me off, baby (bitch)
I'm smokin' zaza with the dark Crush and the raw
If it ain't about money, bitch, I don't need even wanna be involved (ay, nigga)
If it ain't about money, I don't give a fuck 'bout it at all (ay, nigga)
I'm screamin', "Fuck 12!" until they free my dog (fuck 12)
I'm screamin', "Fuck 12!", free my big brother, nigga (fuck 12)
You ain't used to niggas with money, bitch, I ain't them other niggas (them other niggas)
Uh, them niggas don't stand on business, hold on, hold on (yeah, yeah)
Say, them niggas don't stand on business, I ain't fuckin' with 'em
I got my own motion, fuck I need a ho for? (Fuck I need a ho for?)
Uh, this a fast car, the fuck I'm drivin' slow for? (Skrrt)
It's many ways to get a bag, the fuck you broke for? (Broke for)
I'm on an isle, bad bitch eatin' me while I roll up (phew)
Bein' 'round that broke shit, it give me a headache
And she got a smart mouth, gotta make sure her head straight (straight)
I'ma still chase that money, yeah (yeah)
I'ma still chase that money even if my legs break (break)
Nigga know I'm super lit (nigga), I be fresher than a bitch (bitch)
And my phone be doin' tricks (brr), if you broke, get it fixed
On they top like some wicks, and I'm smellin' like a brick
And I still be bustin' licks (phew, phew), and I'm ballin' like the Knicks
Chasin' chicken, got me dripped all in this sauce, baby (sauce)
I don't know why, but I fell in love with breakin' the law, baby (breakin' the law, baby)
You better watch your mouth, you talkin' to a boss, baby
I shit on niggas every time they piss me off, baby (bitch)
I'm smokin' zaza with the dark Crush and the raw
If it ain't about money, bitch, I don't need even wanna be involved (ay, nigga)
If it ain't about money, I don't give a fuck 'bout it at all (ay, nigga, Gentle Beatz)
I'm screamin', "Fuck 12!" until they free my dog (fuck 12) (Gentle Beatz)
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Writer(s): Daniel Schnabel, Devante Mccreary
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