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Ab-Soul

GO OFF

 

GO OFF

(album: HERBERT - 2022)


Uh

Lately I been hating the players, still love the game
I know the saying, nigga, I'm just saying
Ain't got no gavel, who am I to judge?
Get your bag, baby, that's placenta, huh
What's your life about? Enlighten me
I'm on ten, I'm feeling like a strike of lightning
Stroke of genius, pull my penis out and calculate
Solve for X, call my ex, she's sure to validate
Hold up, wait, I might bust
She like "Wait", I'm like "Huh?"
Gunna pushing P, I'm fucking up the frequency
I know what your future holds, my crystal ball is beautiful
Come here frequently back to back like I had to battle Meek
As usual, now your cavity is a casualty
Big dick energy, bitch, riddle me this
How you gon' win when I slide right within?
Huh?
I said how you gon' win when I slide right within?
Haha, uh-huh, come again

Go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Go off, go off
Go off, go off
Go off, go off (Yeah, yeah)

I feel like I really hit the lottery, the Mega Millions
Everything she got is in her name, Gabriella Wilson
Baby doing better than her counterparts
Plus she from St. Louis, I ain't have to teach her how to arch her back
Where I'm at, she don't give a fuck, me neither
I ain't had a girl like this before, what do I feed her?
Dick (Dick), loyalty, vacations
Tell 'em this my girl and just ignore the temptations
Five star suite and it came with a butler (True)
She don't ask for shit, but she keep begging me to fuck her
Ooh, this my favorite part, I got that pussy on lock
And I'm the only one that knows exactly what the motherfucking combinations are
Flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it (Left left, right right, left left, right right, left left, right right)
She telling me I'm such a show-off, she told me to take my robe off
Lay back and just relax and watch it go off

Go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Go off, go off
Go off, go off
Go off, go off (Yeah, ayy)

Stone Cold 3:16 when I'm entering
Back against the same ropes that they wanna lynch me with
I used to have to give my grandma shots of insulin
That was like giving myself fucking shots of adrenaline
Crosswords penciled in, watching Jeopardy
Who would have thought one day your grandson'll be the fucking answer, girl?
You used to sit with him (Who is Big Sean?)
Y'all want success all at once, I take mine in increments
They playing with my name like I gave they ass the password to go log into it
With no music, I'm instrumental, I'm God's instrument
Big don, forever mobbing
It really hurt seeing that last rocket Takeoff, Houston we have a problem
I see half the rap gang talk about all of the violence and how we gotta stop it
And then a verse later talk about how they sliding down on all of they opps
Like it's no other option, that they don't know no other topics
And if my haters had multiple choice
They'd probably see me buried alive or barely alive
How many friends I got to have my casket carried outside?
Probably not as many would stand and watch me married outside
Niggas there for good times and not any other times
But fuck it, I'm thankful for the tough times
'Cause that's the only time in life I can see what's mine
But I adapt quickly, same girl for six years, nigga, I'm that picky
Blue collar to white collar then end up Black Hippy
Had signed to G.O.O.D. a group of good kids in a m.A.A.d city
Blacking out to find the light like life when it all ends
Judge handing out life sentences, no wonder they call it the pen
That shit really be making me sick
Don't be dropping my name in an interview, nigga, for views, better pick it up quick
I done broke the fucking bank so bad that bitch ain't getting fixed
Me and Soulo kin like I was Anakin, we can not miss

Go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Like I said go off, go off
Go off, go off
Go off, go off
Go off, go off

Go off

done

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