Goin Off' Freestyle Lyrics

Man this bitch loud as fuck boy

You already know NFL nigga

You trolling nigga on god, yea

NFL, yea

Yea

Yea

Yea

Yea

NFL

Ha ha, that's how you wanna do it

Yea

Yea

Bang!

Fuck nigga talking shit, these niggas get shot in the lip

Fuck nigga don't want the smoke with me, we hit him in his shit

Nigga get shot on the floor

Bitch you know you gotta go

Aiming with a AR-556 scope

Nigga aim it at your front door

Nigga blicking and these niggas get to running

These niggas ducking

And my blick be shooting

Yea your bitch you know she choosing

Dunking that bitch like Patrick Ewing

This not the army we not recruiting

Pass me the gas you know I'm snoozing

Fuck all them niggas you know they losing

You can smell the gas from 14 blocks away, these niggas get shot in the face

Fuck niggas don't want the smoke with me, we hit him with the Drac

Draco in my lap, you know its clapping back

Nigga want the action, and we sipping yea we doing that

This lil nigga is mismatch

Popping niggas like a tic-tac

I told that lil nigga to get back

Nigga you know we had to shoot back

Fuck what you sayin I'm the man and then we hit him and his mans

Bitch I'm counting all these bands

Bitch I'm to hot I caught a tan

Yea your bitch yea she a fan, yea she

Sucking on my man's

These pussy niggas they be trans

Come cool me down in need a fan

Take me a trip to where I land

Niggas hitting on his man's

Pull up with them fucking bands the choppa sing then let it dance

And if we fucked her and her friends, we kicked them out and did it again

And all my bitches be a 10

I'm trynna get me a new Benz

I'm swimming with sharks catch me fin

Yea your friend wanna fit in

Yea imma stomp him with my Timbs

Bitch we taking off ya limbs

Yea your bitch she in my backseat, she sweating like a athlete

Yea the police stay behind me, yea them niggas they not catching me

These niggas be testing me

Yea your bitch she kept sexting me

I've been told her to stop texting me

Your bitch said she want the rest of me

Yea yea

I'm out my body who gon stop me

How you gon get mad because your bitch she trynna top me

Bitch I'm trynna take off in a motherfucking Audi

That nigga yea he saw me

That nigga was doing all that taunting

We let the chopper click, his body dropping on the fucking concrete

We hopping out the sprinter, and we gon kill that nigga on feet

These pussy niggas they don't know me

And you know I keep it on me

Stay with the gang, stay with the homies

These pussy niggas they can't hold me

Fuck these niggas talking about twin

You know I had to get out my body in this bitch

On god

Yea