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Off That Shit Again
Germ; TiaCorine
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Uh, uh
K-K-K
Ayy, uh
Reportin' live straight from the gutter, tuckin'
My cutter, hittin' them boy hot butter (Uh, uh)
I need a Glock, take a slumber, poppin' that shit, hear
The thunder, came with my partners, get fucked up (Ah)
T'd up, lookin' at faces of meemaw, he drink a cup from the same cup
I want the money, fuck fame, thinkin'
I sang, racks to the head and the pain
Please don't get caught up in all of this game
Yeah), currency comin' in, bird on blade (Yeah)
Sippin' these niggas, these niggas been lame (Lame)
, Poppin' that popper, nigga, you know my name
I love to be floatin', can't control it
Bitch, I'm smoked out (Smoked out)
Rockin', I been blackin' out, catch me outside actin' out (Actin' out)
Thuggin', I'm 'bout that puddle, these niggas
Get dyke, do the same, that's disgusting
Who really want it? It's nothin', caught them bodies by the dozen
Uh, uh, I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah, yeah
Please bring all your friends, don't invite many men
Uh, uh, I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah, yeah
Please bring all your friends, don't invite many men
Yeah, don't be mad at me, be mad at your
Fit 'cause, shawty, you look like shit
If a genie came right now, he would just take
One wish, make you look just like this (Ooh)
Get in the car, I'm bent (Skrrt), this ain't
A game, bitch, you know that I meant it (Uh)
I be walkin' 'em down like a leash on a pit (Uh), I be
Rockin' with niggas, they ain't straight with a hip (Yeah)
I stop by, you was just swervin' the whip
Take me to crib and so Gucci with lips
And my head be not dumb, but you know it got clips
Wanted my help, but I cannot assist (Bitch)
'Cause these bitches be salty and vinegar chips, and
I know it ain't fair, but you not on the list (Yeah)
And I'm runnin' out there, she don't know what this is
And you know that I'm pumpin', you know I got fists (Bitch)
I can't slip, 'cause my pit, gorilla, the group got grip (Got grip)
Project bitch, that my shit, come down the waist and switch
This heat look like a Nick, they gon' spit
Slide from the stick and I slip (Yeah)
Off the shits, pop my shit, double K's and that's my bitch, yeah
Uh, uh, I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah, yeah
Please bring all your friends, don't invite many men
Uh, uh, I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah, yeah
Please bring all your friends, don't invite many men
I can't slip, 'cause my pit, gorilla, the group got grip (Got grip)
Project bitch, that my shit, come down the waist and switch, yeah
I can't slip, 'cause my pit, gorilla, the group got grip (Got grip)
Project bitch, that my shit, come down the waist and switch
FWP shit
Uh, uh
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