"Get Off" lyrics

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 niggas up)

Get off, get off, get off
Get off, get off, get off
Get off, get off, get off
Get off, get off, get off

Who them niggas in that car? Get off
They can't come back in my hood, get off
Saw that boy up on Lamar, get off
Put that boy up in the wood, get off
Them niggas ain't on shit, ayy, all they do is flash they pistols
Glock 19, a switch with a bump stock, I'm 'bout to swing on niggas
We send shots like messages, soon as we hit deliver
I kick shit with Mexicans, I overlapped them niggas
I don't like Instagram pictures, I see them, double tap them niggas
Cuz just said he caught my mans, I seen him, I double-dapped that nigga
I know ten times out of ten, boy, I'm gon' clap that pistol
We got Glocks by every gen and we walk down on niggas

Get off, get off, get off
Get off, get off, get off
Get off, get off, get off
Get off, get off, get off

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 niggas up)
Get off