OFF ONE (feat. Saint Saturn)

Yuh I'm feeling off one already (off one) I might pop one (pop one) Come here come here You too bad Let me f*ck some (f*ck some) They going glicky sticks sticky Think I might drop some (Yeah yeah yeah) Now I'm fuming losing composure Bitch I told you what it was Straight from the jump like Ja Morant I done seen a ho Inside her I done turnt it I choose hands She a little pretty bitch Take her to paradise She tryna come be a resident I told that little bitch She could just come and f*ck all of them And catch me with a cam (Bitch yeah) (ooh) They want to stop it but there ain't no stopping I got a vision know I got to lock in Don't matter the time I always can clock in Clock in (yeah) We gonna be big when we hit (straight straight) We ride with a tote and a stick I ride with my bros in the whip And we fucking you up for the f*ck of this shit (lets go) I just ran up a millie I'm running this shit Got the Js on like that boy that we ripped I shoot for the stars and I'm always gon' hit Yeah just like a server she getting the tip (yeah) This ain't no comets no this for the Saint We doing this shit for the bros not the fame I came in this bitch just to change up the game Making a mark gon' remember my name