Correction Lyrics OFF THE PORCH by Mike Dimes

Featuring(s) : BigXthaPlug & Maxo Kream

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Lyrics

[Chorus: Mike Dimes]
Hop off the porch (Uh, yeah)
Hop in the coupe (Skrrt)
Changin' the way that I shoot
Changin' the shit that I do (I do)
Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah)
Yeah, I got status, I'm new (New)
Fuck everybody, I'm rude (Yeah, I'm rude)
Trustin' nobody, I'm cool

[Verse 1: Mike Dimes]
Really these niggas be gettin' the big Lamb' fucked up
Tryna break a nigga skin, but it's tough, bruh
Hard to chase your own kin over bucks, huh?
Kinda hard when they know that you up
I don't trust shit if it ain't in the cup
Really, I'm tryna get over these demons
But they see more family than niggas who schemin'
I don't get over shit, I get even
Life in the deep end, drownin'
Neck get heavy, hoe, they bring the pounds in
You can't relate to my pagan from 'round here
I don't got time for them, they just arouse me
I don't got time for the fake, keep on clownin' (Hold up)
What's the topic? If you're shit doesn't stink, you ain't poppin'
All these rappers be jake, homie hoppin' (Homie hop)
I don't kick it with niggas who floppin' (Ha), we trendin' topics
Fuck with me baby, I could switch your location (Location)
I'm lately tryna stick to fornication (Fornication)
My relations got stuck with my payments (My payments)
Yeah, I'm crazy, but I ain't lyin' in my statements (Hell nah)
Really, my commas just led to my problems
But really, my problems show me I got commas
Switchin' every state in every hour
The room service shorty in my shower

[Chorus: Mike Dimes & BigXthaPlug]
Hop off the porch (Uh, yeah)
Hop in the coupe (Skrrt)
Changin' the way that I shoot
Changin' the shit that I do (I do)
Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah)
Yeah, I got status, I'm new (New)
Fuck everybody, I'm rude (Yeah, I'm rude)
Trustin' nobody, I'm cool (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: BigXthaPlug]
See, lately, I'm terped through the roof
But a bitch nigga reach for my chain? I'ma shoot
Ayy, run his pockets, we want all the loot
Then we back to the spot, this is [?] gone proof
Ayy, niggas hatin', they mad I got juice
If you say that you took somethin' from me, where the proof?
Matter fact, come and try, bet his ass make the news
Ayy, I been winnin' but know how to lose
Bitch, I come from the dirt and I'm solid like root
Niggas be tattletalin', was just in kahoots
Hurt niggas hearts, I'm just tellin' the truth
Roll the wood with some za, take a trip to the moon
Yellin', "Free Rock," know he comin' home soon
That shit crazy, they just threw big dawg in that zoo
The countdown begin, bought this Carti' for you
If he reach, then he dumb and he ain't thinkin' through, ayy

[Chorus: Mike Dimes & Maxo Kream]
Hop off the porch (Uh, yeah)
Hop in the coupe (Skrrt)
Changin' the way that I shoot
Changin' the shit that I do (I do)
Nah, we not homies, my nigga, who you? (Oh, nah)
Yeah, I got status, I'm new (New)
Fuck everybody, I'm rude (Yeah, I'm rude)
Trustin' nobody, I'm cool (Maxo, Maxo, look)

[Verse 3: Maxo Kream]
Bar none, nigga never been friendly
I'm the one that put the chopper to your partner
Tell the opper, "Come kill me"
Ask about me, I'm the dub or the blood, niggas fear me
Kel-Tec with a slug, coolin' sub on the semi
Niggas, knuck if you buck, if you up, then you stuck
His lil' hoe had got fucked, now he sleep, this the game
Chopper punchin' the trunk, had them tough bitches slumped
Then the ice that you tuck, they keep robbin' your chains
Shoot it 'til it's empty but I'm clutchin' on a fully
You a peon in your city, every week, you gettin' bullied
No Jumper, Say Cheese, you be cappin' with the full of 'em
All on Akademiks, niggas postin' with your jewelry
Same rap niggas takin' pictures with them thangs
Be the same lame niggas gettin' robbed for they chains, Maxo

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