Go Off

(Aye aye, aye, I’m boutta yuh) (I’m boutta yuh, I’m boutta yuh, uh, uh) (Tryna start this off strong, aye, aye aye aye) Look I be repping the 6ix You think you better than the kid but you irrelevant shit I’m up late night letterman shit I took way too many tokes from the spliff now I’m forgetting shit quick But still remember days when they used to say “If you stuck to violin you might’ve been just one of the greats” Quit your wining, you don’t like it? Where’s the f*ck that I gave? They sniffing lines while I’m just writing We have fun different ways Flow smooth like a slide ain’t no toosie Told you no way I am a rookie Blowing fumes whole room Tofu fake mans not hard they’re butter cookies Gotta put em in the oven with the rest of this heat Told you I got it on the stove but did you check underneath? Spitting no bars could never be me Like “Cra” with no “zy” and a tray without weed I’d feel incomplete This shits in my veins you can check what I bleed Do this every day I do this every week Better watch what you say I’m not one to demean Act tough and I may show you just what I mean And she got a bae but don’t mention to me But if she packing cake then she leaving with me Black and yellow tings not talking bout bees Michelangelo shit for food I’m a fiend Proven I’m nothing but clean Spit truth you might think that I’m mean If you got reason to believe that I’m not the smoothest with these Don’t know how to get you to see how better I am compared to these Rappers that just seem to be capping everyday of the week cuz Look I be repping the 6ix You think you better than the kid but you irrelevant shit I’m up late night letterman shit I took way too many tokes from the spliff now I’m forgetting shit quick But still remember days when they used to say If you stuck to violin you might’ve been just one of the greats Quit your wining, you don’t like it? Where’s the f*ck that I gave? They sniffing lines while I’m just writing We have fun different ways Flow smooth like a slide ain’t no toosie Told you no way I am a rookie Blowing fumes whole room Tofu fake mans not hard they butter cookies So like the Cookie Monster I’m eating them up Left the bar with 3 tings and you leaving with none Finna make my own brand of acid “catfish tabs” finna be some heat on your tongue Gotta repeat when I’m done after I bust on her shirt It’s alright she don’t mind she like cleaning it up She f*ck with guys who spit on mics, who like being someone Her ass and thighs I can’t I like feeling them up F*ck that rhyme scheme it’s done Yeah I’m switching it up Ok that’s way better now Spend everyday tryna wow People that say that they doubt All of my skills and my prowess Like I cannot just lowe this Like Penny too proud I wake up baked like a cake My girl got too much of that Her mama thinks that I’m great Ain’t no debating with that Just cuz you’re running the race Don’t mean you’re not overlapped Can’t even look at your face I swear it’s all full of cap So face the facts I came to blap and explain through rap The pace I’m at is way too fast to catch, to grab See your time it came and passed This ain’t a act it’s straight from facts that say I’m at the base from which the greats were at One day they’ll say “oh hey this kid ain’t bad” Until that day I’ll lay these lyrics and See how long it takes to raise your interest and Maybe give a taste of the flows I’m gifted at But my running outta breath fast So imma pull a fuckin Danielle Bregoli and fade to black