Go Off ft. Kae Da Brat Lyrics

Hi my name is Fiona

And I like bread

I want a burgerrrr

Two buns, jalapeños, lettuce, no tomato

Annnnd… Thank you (Yeah)

Jiggly wobble it

Always making a profit

And I got too many niggas put in back my pocket

And make em do anything

If he near me I got him (Look)

Grab the money out the safe and don't forget to lock it

Got a bad bitch

All she want is the loui

Got a hood nigga all he want is some gucci

Got alotta prolems, all I want is a doobie

Tryna' make it go away but it get kinda confusing

Like lil nigga who you talking to (Bitch)

Got some money now you getting real comfortable (I'll eat you up)

Eat that lil nigga up like a lunchable (Munch munch munch) (No no no)

And you a bug to me baby, so crunchable

I got 5 niggas eatin' out the palm of my hand

And got 6 more waiting for me back at the van

But I ain't fuckin' with them though

I can't fuck with a fan

Sign a couple pics and get back to the bands

If he a hood nigga tell that nigga add stretch to it (Yeah)

Show that nigga you don't do it how the rest do it

Tryna shoot the club, add a vest to it

Shawty next and still can't do it how the best do it

Cause a boujie bitch need bout six figures

Gone and make the bank account just a lil thicka

And all the shade really making me a lot richa

And you'd have parts if you was my type of nigga

And I'm gone add some pressure and some flex to it (Biiitch)

Tell that nigga if he got a vest use it

Might pussy pop it if he got a stretch to it

Baby I'm just tryna get this money

What that check doin' (Okay)

Bad lil bitch

Leave a nigga swoll

I might let him put his tongue on me if he got a roll

Nigga gotta show me how the best do it

Don't apply it if a nigga can't adjust to it

KAE DA BRAT! YEAH!

Ion want it if it ain't no extra check to it (Moneyyyy)

I want six figures while I'm sippin' on a jet boolin'

Got a rich nigga and his neck droolin' (Ice ice ice ice)

Got a rich nigga and the stars ruthless

I might throw it back just to hear this pussy smack (Bow, bow)

Have him dive real deep

Make him bussin' back to back

Got a couple bad bitches that'll double up a bag.

Freak bitch bad she ain't scared to shake her ass

May the best move it

Cause a boujie bitch need bout six figures

Gone and make the bank account just a lil thicka

And all the shade really making me a lot richa

And you'd have parts if you was my type of nigga

Tell me do you got bands, bands bands

Want a nigga who can make me wanna dance dance dance

Since you can't put it in try to put me in a trance

If you can't then you ain't got no muhfuckin' chance lil nigga aye

Ummmm...

I just want a muthafuckin' fudge latte

With some extra drizzle

And a muthafuckin' lemonade

Thank you, bitch

(Punch that hoe in the throat Kae)