Off Guard Lyrics

I got candles in my room, it's like the sanctuary

Niggas ain't shit without that cap, boy you just like Perry

Niggas acting hard on the gram, but they really fairies

Lil' bitch she a freak on the gram, she gon pop a cherry

Pop a tit or two baby it's not killing you

Yeah, heard about your past, baby I can't get with you

I don't care about your nigga, why you acting difficult

I told her die about this dick and then she took it literal

Yeah black truck, black windows, black rims too

My nigga got a Glock 19 with MAC-10s too

If it's a witness at a scene, better MAC him too

Niggas think that he was goated, well Max is too

Yeah, she gon' get me face and after that I got a head right

I be dropping fast, I got some blood on the headlights

You gon' fuck a loser over me and I was dead right

You be taking pictures when I'm out, you the fed type

Heartagram he, hungry that boy, he a different breed

We gon' tech that nigga up regardless like that boy Rasheed

I called my head doctor up, I told her she the one I need

My ex mad as fuck, cause I keep popping on her feed

Yeah, Beatswitch, I caught y'all niggas off guard

I'm seeing through these niggas like the glass, boy you not hard

No I'm not a hood nigga, told them I'm a rockstar

I heard that shit was sipping Trish, my nigga sipping Wockhard

Yeah, all black big bodies moving like the pres or something

Lil' bitch on my phone, boring give me some head or something

Niggas asking for a comeback like I was dead or something

Kick a nigga right up out the glass like I was Ned or something

Tapping with my nigga, he can get y'all money right

She make me laugh before we fuck, I think that she the funny type

You be doing stupid shit, I think you the dummy type

I hit that lil' bitch off a packet, I mean the honey type

I don't care about your race, if you a bad bitch I can hit you

I'm off a blunt, I'm feeling cocky, I might text that hoe I miss

That nigga rapping by lil' heartagram, but I'm too cool to diss you

You suck my dick if you was not my bitch, I told her I can't kiss you

I be on that lil' hoe, body like some tattoos

Pockets fat and her lips fat and her ass too

She gon' throw it back at 2 o'clock, it's what the cash do

Niggas talking bout lil' heartagram, but I ain't ask you

I can leave the city with a ring like I was Staff and them

Looking at my strings at 16, I did like half of them

The trolley bag with purple gummy worms, I keep bagging them

Heartagram, that boy the hardest out, they tryna rap with him

Pipe down with that rap shit, boy you ass nigga

Told her she can get anything, I'm not her last nigga

Bitch I got a foreign, so of course I'm going fast nigga

Yeah I heard that shit that you dropped, it was trash nigga

Yeah, you know what I'm saying, why these niggas be jealous of heartagram bro

Like, why they be jealous of Max man, I just be chilling

You know what I'm saying, yeah, hold on

Yeah, yeah, I'm not fucking with these niggas

I heard they be pillow talking,

I got shells up on my back, it's like an armadillo wallking

If I get a bitch a mill, she gon' probably start gawking

All my things stranger her, I like a nigga live in Hawkins

Got that lil bitch, huh, she jus like she a dolphin

Now I can probably sell that shit, huh jus like a auction

Nigga talk on heartagram, huh We gon' off,

Got this lil' hoe on my dick, suck it, huh she keep coughing, nigga