I be fucked up in the head, when I'm alone, I start to think

We don't sign shit in my hood, we leave everything on blank

Pack it harder than Gervonta, pull up, blow you down with tank

Do bro shiesty with this carbon, let off thirty, his ass was great (Tay Keith, fuck these **** up)

Get off

Get off, get off

Get off, get off, get off, get off

Get off, get off (Rrah, rrah, rrah)

Get off, get off, get off, get off

Get off, get off (Word, word)

Get off, get off, get off, get off

Get off, get off (Rrah, rrah)

Get off, get off (Doom, doom, doom)

Who them **** in that car? Get off, get off

They can't come back in my hood, get off, get off

Saw that boy up on Lamar, get off, get off

Put that boy up in the 'Wood, get off, get off

Them **** ain't on shit, ayy, all they do is flash they pistols

Glock 19, a switch with a bump stock, I'm 'bout to swang on **** ('Bout to swang)

Get off

We send shot like messages, soon as we hit deliver (Deliver)

Get off

I kick shit with Mexicans, I overlapped them **** (I hang with éses)

I don't like Instagram pictures, I see them, double tap them **** (Double tap)

Cuz just said he caught my mans, I see him, I double-dap that **** (Good, cuh)

Get off

I know ten times out of ten, boy, I'm gon' clap that pistol

Get off

We got Glocks by every Gen and we walk down on ****

Get off

Get off, get off

Get off, get off, get off, get off

Get off, get off (Rrah, rrah, rrah)

Get off, get off, get off, get off

Get off, get off (Word, word)

Get off, get off, get off, get off

Get off, get off (Rrah, rrah)

Get off, get off (Doom, doom, doom)

I be fucked up in the head, when I'm alone, I start to think

We don't sign shit in my hood, we leave everything on blank

Pack it harder than Gervonta, pull up, blow you down with tank

Do bro shiesty with this carbon, let off thirty, his ass was great (Tay Keith, fuck these **** up)

Get off