"Set It Off" lyrics
If I was broke again, I'd call the plug and say
Got the work on me
Right back to it, runnin' plays
If I was broke again, I'd probably call you up
Come and scoop my cousin up
Hit a lick
If I was broke again, I'd make it all back
Mentally, I'm in the trap
No excuses, no, no
If I was- (Hitmaka)
I'll hit the block before I ever get a job
We forty deep, that's forty nines like Rob
We go through beef with the stick like kabobs
Slumdog, I only made it out with God
Mask on, gloves on, shit could get surgical
Thank you for the Murciélago, you so merciful
If you 'gon take it anywhere, then take it personal
Caught tryna play both sides, it's irreversible
If I go broke again, I'm servin' packs, like order up
I enjoy when nigga hate, I can't afford the love
Before I ever loaded up a beat, I was importin' drugs
Now the label send deposits, I just sort the funds
Searchin' for a play to get a billie and then double up
Power strip, I need another plug
Gimme chili, nigga, hold the hugs
Overstand till you overcome
If it's a problem, then I grab the truck
Yeah, load the Glock (Yeah, yeah)
Load the glock (Yeah, yeah)
Fix yo' face (Fix yo' face)
Bitch, Photoshop (Yeah)
Too much fuckin' motion, I ain't got no opps (What?)
All my exes sick, they need another doc
Green 'lil bitch from East Atlanta
Eatin' hibachi in pajamas
Countin' blue strips till mañana
Grab the camera, OnlyFans
And BM in her head about me
I don't got no standards
After, I'm gon' give that ho the boot, Louisiana
Real hoes on the floor like David Banner
Check just hit the bank, alert me like a Amber
When they ask you who the one, dawg, I'm the answer (What?)
Tryna cuff me, baby, read me my Mirandas
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Who?)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Set it off)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off
Yeah, yeah
Watch me write it off, then watch me set it off
Yeah, yeah
It was always us and it was never y'all
Yeah, yeah
I'm her samurai, she swipe my credit cards
Yeah, yeah
This a R&R, I float like Mardi Gras
Yeah
I could teach you nigga how to win, yeah, yeah
It's a insult when you nigga call me twin, yeah
Say you puttin' shots out, but you never in the gym
Peter Parker in the bank, I'm tryna save my Uncle Ben, yeah
Disco ball on my arm, let my wrist show
If them diamonds don't-
Then yo' wrist broke
Don't be runnin' 'round here thinkin' that you big show (That you who?)
'Cause I don't wrestle with no nigga, I got pistols
Yeah, load the Glock (Load the Glock)
Load the glock (Ah, ah)
Fix yo' face (Fix yo' face)
Bitch, Photoshop (Yeah)
Too much fuckin' motion, I ain't got no opps (What?)
All my exes sick, they need another doc
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Who?)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Set it off)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Yeah)
Got the work on me
Right back to it, runnin' plays
If I was broke again, I'd probably call you up
Come and scoop my cousin up
Hit a lick
If I was broke again, I'd make it all back
Mentally, I'm in the trap
No excuses, no, no
If I was- (Hitmaka)
I'll hit the block before I ever get a job
We forty deep, that's forty nines like Rob
We go through beef with the stick like kabobs
Slumdog, I only made it out with God
Mask on, gloves on, shit could get surgical
Thank you for the Murciélago, you so merciful
If you 'gon take it anywhere, then take it personal
Caught tryna play both sides, it's irreversible
If I go broke again, I'm servin' packs, like order up
I enjoy when nigga hate, I can't afford the love
Before I ever loaded up a beat, I was importin' drugs
Now the label send deposits, I just sort the funds
Searchin' for a play to get a billie and then double up
Power strip, I need another plug
Gimme chili, nigga, hold the hugs
Overstand till you overcome
If it's a problem, then I grab the truck
Yeah, load the Glock (Yeah, yeah)
Load the glock (Yeah, yeah)
Fix yo' face (Fix yo' face)
Bitch, Photoshop (Yeah)
Too much fuckin' motion, I ain't got no opps (What?)
All my exes sick, they need another doc
Green 'lil bitch from East Atlanta
Eatin' hibachi in pajamas
Countin' blue strips till mañana
Grab the camera, OnlyFans
And BM in her head about me
I don't got no standards
After, I'm gon' give that ho the boot, Louisiana
Real hoes on the floor like David Banner
Check just hit the bank, alert me like a Amber
When they ask you who the one, dawg, I'm the answer (What?)
Tryna cuff me, baby, read me my Mirandas
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Who?)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Set it off)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off
Yeah, yeah
Watch me write it off, then watch me set it off
Yeah, yeah
It was always us and it was never y'all
Yeah, yeah
I'm her samurai, she swipe my credit cards
Yeah, yeah
This a R&R, I float like Mardi Gras
Yeah
I could teach you nigga how to win, yeah, yeah
It's a insult when you nigga call me twin, yeah
Say you puttin' shots out, but you never in the gym
Peter Parker in the bank, I'm tryna save my Uncle Ben, yeah
Disco ball on my arm, let my wrist show
If them diamonds don't-
Then yo' wrist broke
Don't be runnin' 'round here thinkin' that you big show (That you who?)
'Cause I don't wrestle with no nigga, I got pistols
Yeah, load the Glock (Load the Glock)
Load the glock (Ah, ah)
Fix yo' face (Fix yo' face)
Bitch, Photoshop (Yeah)
Too much fuckin' motion, I ain't got no opps (What?)
All my exes sick, they need another doc
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Who?)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Set it off)
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off
'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Yeah)
