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Off The Lot

 

Off The Lot

(album: For Motivational Use Only, Vol. 1 - 2023)


Ayy twin, what, what the fuck going big, bruh?
Well, you know what the hell going on with me
You know I'm finna pull up something real nasty out here
Know what I'm talking 'bout
New here can't, muh'fucka, wide-body jailbreak
Yeah, the jailbreak
These niggas ain't having this one, on God, bruh, that serious
This bitch got 800, 800 thousand horsepower, bruh
For real, huh
And what? Shit, you know what I mean?
And I'm finna go put some 12's in the trunk
I'm finna put like sixteen 12's in the trunk
Finna go crazy, bruh
Beat down everybody block, bruh, on God
Know the young nigga gon' try to hop in that motherfucker
Little waterboard and shit nah, I ain't going
Finna hit the lock 'bout a million times
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep

I say I'm popping tags, I'm talking my Benzo
I'm fresh off the lot, fresh-, fresh off the lot
I say I'm popping tags, I'm talking my Benzo
(Yeah, I ain't waitin')
I'm fresh off the lot, fresh-, fresh off the lot
(Uh)

I just left off the lot in this bitch
(Fresh off the lot)
I'm finna hit the shop in this shit
Put some rims on it and some knock in this bitch
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
I gotta roll, I ain't stopping for a bitch
Out here slanging rhymes like they rocks on the strip
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
If it's on, we not squashing that shit
You think you slick, the homies watching that shit
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
Ain't no talking your way outta that shit
Tomorrow morning, whole hood gossiping and shit
'Bout how many times you got hit
Your closest homie, he's so hurt 'bout that shit
Because he wasn't by your side when you dipped
But he feel like niggas gotta die about that shit
He riding to the other side and it's only him
And a pistol, he don't care which one really did it
Anybody outside gon' get it
Tears in his eyes while firing
A one-man drive-by while crying
The news said he dropped two bodies so now he's smiling
But he know he turned the hourglass over on hisself
Matter of time before the enemies is out sliding
So many emotions going on inside him
I seent him on his porch, I chucked the peace sign at him
Then I cracked my volume

I just left off the lot in this bitch
(Fresh off the lot)
I'm finna hit the shop in this shit
Put some rims on it and some knock in this bitch
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
I gotta roll, I ain't stopping for a bitch
Out here slanging rhymes like they rocks on the strip
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
If it's on, we not squashing that shit
You think you slick, the homies watching that shit
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
Ain't no talking your way outta that shit
Tomorrow morning, whole hood gossiping and shit

Dude took the pack from the wrong nigga (Wrong nigga)
Bruh called him back, he told bruh to come get it
Months passed by, caught him in the trenches
You know what happened next nevermind, forget it
Remember, I'm an artist, let me paint a picture (Yeah)
This when repercussions turn to competition
Who gon' do it first, have somebody weeping (Weepin')
This my dirty flo', ain't nobody sweeping (Ain't nobody sweepin')
It's a war outside, like you Mobb Deep
Bow-bow in the face, turn the other cheek (Bow)
Who gon' call the mama when they laying in the street
You know that pissed me off so don't you say that shit to me
Um, bodies start dropping (Droppin'), people stop speaking (Speakin')
Now they in the streets playing hide and go seek and (Damn)
Every week a funeral, it got different preachers (Preachers)
Depend on what I'm riding in, it got different features

Damn, I just left off the lot in this bitch
(Fresh off the lot)
I'm finna hit the shop in this shit
Put some rims on it and some knock in this bitch
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
I gotta roll, I ain't stopping for a bitch
Out here slanging rhymes like they rocks on the strip
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
If it's on, we not squashing that shit
You think you slick, the homies watching that shit
(Fresh-, fresh off the lot)
Ain't no talking your way outta that shit
Tomorrow morning, whole hood gossiping and shit

Fresh off the lot
Fresh-, fresh off the lot
Fresh-, fresh off the lot
Fresh-, fresh off the lot

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