GET UP OFF ME ft. Kish Lyrics

Aye niggas think shit sweet out here

Niggas think that they know me

And they can pull up on me on some sweet shit nigga

Listen

Talk how I walk

Options never stop

Every time I like to pull up everybody drop

Okay sorry I be swerving dodging Bruce Wayne

Okay sorry not a riddle but this here a game

Pushing buttons

You don't really love it

Guess the wrong thing

Gotta take you out disgusting

Repercussions

Nah I never face that

Catch me masked up talking truth

Vigilante act

Get my get back

Lips smack

Love the taste of that

If you dance before you eat

Then I know you fat

Vengeance taste sweet

I'm getting out of shape

Best served cold

I don't run bitch I skate

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Off me

Off me

I'm still shopping by the window

And I'm not well known

Don't gotta go innuendo

Cash or credit bitch?

Who you check in with?

We need names

Cross you off the list

Deadshot

I got deadly aim

Sleeping with the fish

Sike

I never heard of you

Grundy gone be yo name

I'm sayin we gone bury you

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Off me

Off me

It's way too good to be true

Got too good at the chase now I'm running from you

Codependent

Pursue you just to become a defendant

Sorry I'm offended

Pretending

That I'm not good at this

I fall too short

My plans gone south

And baby I ain't Ludacris

Who is this?

That's new to this?

Some bait that's losing limbs

And I don't debate with no ghost

Reap what you sow it's lookin grim

Confirm with the probate I'm still doing as I will

Gotta go and learn it the hard way

Ride or die adrenalines the thrill

I'm back once again

Back with the pen

Back track

Gassed up

Laughing at them

Hassling trends

I am the setter

Shawty got me so I know she got better

Equipped for the weather I'm making it rain

And my reign got us lookin like pinky and brain

In this rat race

Pull all the strings then I slap bass

Schoolboys too leave 'em all wit a blank face

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Get up get up off me

Get up off me

Off me

Off me

Sorry I started spazzing like that

You know I

Sometimes I be getting irritated

You know I'm an introvert

I need my space