Goin' Off Lyrics

Bitch I'm going off

Like a motherfuckin' sawed-off

Comin' for yo bitch

Finna motherfuckin' cock-block

You ain't stoppin me

No I ain't got no sympathy

Comin for yo knees

Fold you up, prosthetically

I'm comin for the game, kickin ass, takin names

Got no time for yo lame shit, switchin lanes, throwin pain

Put you through the window pane

This gon be my claim to fame

Can't keep me tame, you're to blame

You're bars should put you to shame

Bitch I'm going off

Like a motherfuckin' sawed-off

Comin' fo yo bitch

Finna motherfuckin' cock-block

I'm the goat, don't you know

I'm your favorite rappers show

Got something that you can blow

While I'm making all this dough

What's your future in 5 years?

I don't see you being here

You ain't even in these ears

Treat my pen like a spear

Just trying to make it clear

You're the car, I'm the dear

I'm here to fuck your shit up

Make you suck right on my nuts

I'm like Christopher Walkin

The way that I'm walkin

All over your bars

Got me feelin fuckin locked in

Got me pullin no stops, hard in the paint

Cause I don't ever wanna have to hear your fuckin' name

Bitch I'm going off

Like a motherfuckin' sawed-off

Comin' fo yo bitch

Finna motherfuckin' cock-block

I'm the goat, don't you know

I'm your favorite rappers show

Got something you can blow

While I'm making all this dough

Bitch I'm going off

Like a motherfuckin' sawed-off

Comin' fo yo bitch

Finna motherfuckin' cock-block

I'm the goat, don't you know

I'm your favorite rappers show

Got something you can blow

While I'm making all this dough