CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Offit

Yeah, uh, ayy, yeah, what? Huh, yeah, yeah
MATHIASTYNER
Yeah, ayy, ayy, what? Ayy, what? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, huh? Ayy, what? Ayy, okay
Ayy, what? Yeah, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, uh)

B*t*h, I'm off-it, huh, I get a stick like golfin', uh
I do a show, get racks and then I gotta dip, no talkin', uh (Uh-huh)
I gotta drip like saucin', mmm, I might put 'em in a coffin, mmm
I got a b*t*h in my office, uh (What?), she make it clap, she applausin', uh

B*t*hes would hit on me literally, I got a stick on me, mmm... (Mo'f**ker, I got a stick on me)
F**k n***a talkin' and I think he stole like infinity, b*t*h, he had half of the energy
Honestly, y'all are weak, y'all are victim when I'm utterly bodyin' compet**ion
She got wobbly wobbly, got me trippin’, n***as gotta see God to make crucifix, and [?]
Mmm, ayy, huh, what, huh, yeah, ayy, b*t*h
You ain't talkin' money, then I do not speak your language
This sh*t "Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo", I do not gotta aim sh*t
I don't f**k with these hoes, 'cause these hoes basic
Yeah, okay, think about a hater in a death bed today
I don’t give a f**k 'bout a n***a that be talkin' all that bullsh*t, I'ma hit 'em with the TEC anyways
Onomatopoeia when she "Ah-ooh-ah-eee-ah-ooh-ah!", give neck anyways (Ow, ow, ow!)
Hold up, wait a minute, told 'em that I'm 'bout to run it back, I know they gotta give me some respect anyways (Yeah)
B*t*h, I'm off-it, huh, I get a stick like golfin', uh (Okay, ayy, yeah)
I do a show, get racks and then I gotta dip, no talkin', uh
I gotta drip like saucin', mmm, I might put 'em in a coffin, mmm (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a b*t*h in my office, uh (What?), she make it clap, she applausin', uh (Yeah, ayy)

I got some hoes in my office, I'm gonna pick like a lock it, stop it, mmm (Yeah)
I got an album I got it, you will be lucky if I ever drop it, mmm
B*t*h, I'm too hot like the Topic, I might go take my lil' b*t*h to the tropics, mmm (Sss...)
[?], Louis on me, I'ma flaunt it, got it
My little b*t*h is so gothic, I will not ever come down, I'm too fly like a rocket
B*t*h, I am twisted like Bop It, she talk on me like a Bop It, I smack her face like a Bop It, mmm (Ow!)
Yeah, with my d**k, you better stop it
Only time I'm makin' hits is when I'm on a track, I'ma rock it, she on my leash, not a doggy, yeah, ayy, uh
Spit it like dental, I'm in a whip, it’s a rental, I do not rap with a pencil
I just slam in then slap and I snap like a pencil, I got a lot on my mental
I think a lot, 'cause I'm mental, I know the future momento, I beat the beat, won’t be gentle (Yeah, yeah)
None of my sh*t accidental, my flow is so elemental, ayy, huh

B*t*h, I'm off-it, huh, I get a stick like golfin', uh
I do a show, get racks and then I gotta dip, no talkin', uh
I gotta drip like saucin', mmm, I might put 'em in a coffin, mmm (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a b*t*h in my office, uh (What?), she make it clap, she applausin', uh (Yeah, ayy)