"Get Off" lyrics
(Who is Wonderyo?)
From trappin' and rappin', the whole thing trap to the rap game, I'm comin' straight through the Walk (Phew, phew, phew)
Investigation room, told whole name, he a real ho, mane, that nigga known for the talk (Phew, get off, phew, phew, get off, phew, phew, get off, phew, phew, phew, get off)
Investigation room, told whole name, thank God whenever the 'bows came
That lil' bruh swing the door could've showed 'caine (Woah), she gon' fuck Double O and my whole gang
Forty fit hit the spot, switch the location, I'm too Freebandz, I ain't doin' no ho savin'
He got whacked, I ain't even have to blow, baby, I'm too country, still buy Percs from old ladies
Eazy, he dangerous, young nigga livin' too ruthless, the police, they can't even tame him
Walk Down famous, when all of my shows like a gang meetin', 'cause all of my fam, they on gang shit
Brand-new Maybach, not it's the old one, the lane switch
Play ho like she groupie, ho turnt, that's his main bitch
Chain swingin', pray to God a nigga reach for these, lil' bruh finna paint shit, oh
From trappin' and rappin', the whole thing trap to the rap game, I'm comin' straight through the Walk (Phew, phew, phew, ayy, Walk, Walk Gang)
Investigation room, told whole name, he a real ho, mane, that nigga known for the talk (Re a rat, get off, know I'm smokin' on rats, get off)
Chopper bullet hit his back, think he Ricky, lil' bruh on the splat
She may eat her, I don't eat her cat, I'ma make a beat like Metro Boomin track
We smoke body for body, let's match, beefin' like ether, fuck a diss track
How you four deep with only two straps? Say you on defense, never shoot back
His tracks ain't sell, he gotta move packs, he step in the booth when he wan' fight back
He not with the truth, that look got him a pat, tic-tac-toe, three Percs, throw 'em back (Uh, uh)
He fightin' demons, just run from his past, face card good in my hood, I ain't bad
Ain't gotta be in traffic just to go crash, black out like Kodak, put Smurk on his ass
They threw a fish fried, his body in the bag, can't name a bitch I done missed, I done had
Can't name a drop when we missed it, we fast (Uh), send the blitz quick, old Boosie Badazz
Upgrade the Goyard to a Birkin bag, rockstar status, the bitch got swag (Uh)
Three round burst, empty the clip too fast, treat him like a birth, I'm gettin' off that, gang
From trappin' and rappin', the whole thing trap to the rap game, I'm comin' straight through the Walk (Uh, uh, Walk, phew, ayy, Walk, Walk, we on that)
Investigation room, told whole name, he a real ho, mane, that nigga known for the talk (Phew, get off, phew, get off)
Uh, uh, uh, ayy, yeah, uh
Little pink pill hit like a boxer (Okay), she want a G6, she wanna pop somethin' (Four Gang)
Uh, Walk Down, uh, uh, boot up, nigga
Uh, uh, suit up, nigga
Fuck the plug, still can't trust you niggas, Walk Down
Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew
Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew
From trappin' and rappin', the whole thing trap to the rap game, I'm comin' straight through the Walk (Phew, phew, phew)
Investigation room, told whole name, he a real ho, mane, that nigga known for the talk (Phew, get off, phew, phew, get off, phew, phew, get off, phew, phew, phew, get off)
Investigation room, told whole name, thank God whenever the 'bows came
That lil' bruh swing the door could've showed 'caine (Woah), she gon' fuck Double O and my whole gang
Forty fit hit the spot, switch the location, I'm too Freebandz, I ain't doin' no ho savin'
He got whacked, I ain't even have to blow, baby, I'm too country, still buy Percs from old ladies
Eazy, he dangerous, young nigga livin' too ruthless, the police, they can't even tame him
Walk Down famous, when all of my shows like a gang meetin', 'cause all of my fam, they on gang shit
Brand-new Maybach, not it's the old one, the lane switch
Play ho like she groupie, ho turnt, that's his main bitch
Chain swingin', pray to God a nigga reach for these, lil' bruh finna paint shit, oh
From trappin' and rappin', the whole thing trap to the rap game, I'm comin' straight through the Walk (Phew, phew, phew, ayy, Walk, Walk Gang)
Investigation room, told whole name, he a real ho, mane, that nigga known for the talk (Re a rat, get off, know I'm smokin' on rats, get off)
Chopper bullet hit his back, think he Ricky, lil' bruh on the splat
She may eat her, I don't eat her cat, I'ma make a beat like Metro Boomin track
We smoke body for body, let's match, beefin' like ether, fuck a diss track
How you four deep with only two straps? Say you on defense, never shoot back
His tracks ain't sell, he gotta move packs, he step in the booth when he wan' fight back
He not with the truth, that look got him a pat, tic-tac-toe, three Percs, throw 'em back (Uh, uh)
He fightin' demons, just run from his past, face card good in my hood, I ain't bad
Ain't gotta be in traffic just to go crash, black out like Kodak, put Smurk on his ass
They threw a fish fried, his body in the bag, can't name a bitch I done missed, I done had
Can't name a drop when we missed it, we fast (Uh), send the blitz quick, old Boosie Badazz
Upgrade the Goyard to a Birkin bag, rockstar status, the bitch got swag (Uh)
Three round burst, empty the clip too fast, treat him like a birth, I'm gettin' off that, gang
From trappin' and rappin', the whole thing trap to the rap game, I'm comin' straight through the Walk (Uh, uh, Walk, phew, ayy, Walk, Walk, we on that)
Investigation room, told whole name, he a real ho, mane, that nigga known for the talk (Phew, get off, phew, get off)
Uh, uh, uh, ayy, yeah, uh
Little pink pill hit like a boxer (Okay), she want a G6, she wanna pop somethin' (Four Gang)
Uh, Walk Down, uh, uh, boot up, nigga
Uh, uh, suit up, nigga
Fuck the plug, still can't trust you niggas, Walk Down
Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew
Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew
