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Nickoe - Get Off (Official Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cocaine Earl
Cocaine Earl
Performer
Nickoe Whitley
Nickoe Whitley
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nickoe Whitley
Nickoe Whitley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cocaine Earl
Cocaine Earl
Producer

Lyrics

Let me get off these niggas know that I'm poppin it Play wit the gang den we standing on top of shit I drop a bag on a blitz Like a young nigga placing a bet I got choppers that's taller than chet Dem young wilding an all I can tell em don't crash Cuz I know they ain't duckin know wreck I know they don't like me That be the shit that excite me What make me go lace up them Nikes I brought the fire I'm igniting Spark up they block in a striker They thought they got strike by some lighting Ion need kno glove I ain't fighting Ian in no club I be trapping I'm the one that be making shit happen I guess they thought I was jus rappin Ian get kno round of applause But then bitches be clapping These niggas kno ain't no rookie I'm chasing em down wit this switch He gone run from this whopping Aye let me get off I jus placed a bet wit the bookie Don't ask what doin in the kitchen You know what I'm cooking Walked in the spot it was late I ain't trusting no nigga I jus swapped out the glock for the drake I'm smoking this za to the face eye red like demon You thought I had swapped out wit Satan I been thinkin to much about slavery I took of my chain like fuck it I'm rockin a bracelet Iono why these niggas be hatin I guess they bitch wanna fuck Cuz the money I'm making And I want it now I ain't got no more patience My trap rollin hard I got too many patients I'm like the doc in my hood They don't stop in my hood Cuz my section get scary like Jason My life a book I got too many pages I'm selling these Roxie's they go by the ages I make em pay by the milligram An I fuck wit the plug daughter ain't no middle man Spin that lil bitch like a ceiling fan You know black boy tryna get it in An I do not fuck wit no new niggas Jus OTF it ain't no room fa to fit em in Flew to Cali flew back wit a hunnit band I jus traded two scats fa a hunnit bags Ima beat out the pack Hershey punch me in Ion want the lil bitch ima fuck her friend Let me get off these niggas know that I'm poppin it Play wit the gang den we standing on top of shit I drop a bag on a bitch like a young nigga Placing a bet I got choppers that's taller dem chet Dem young wilding an all I can tell em don't crash Cuz I know they ain't duckin know wreck I jus got the pack it was gone in a day Aye let me get off I told her come here let me fuck on ya face Aye let me get off Nigga get out my way I ain't come here to play Aye let me get off Tryna get off a clip I ain't catching no fade These niggas know that I'm poppin it Play wit the gang den we standing on top of shit I drop a bag on a bitch like a young nigga placing a bet I got choppers that's tall as ya chest Dem young wilding an all I can tell em don't crash Cuz I know they ain't duckin know wreck
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