Off My Chest
Lyrics
I didn't dress to impress
I go and shop food for less
I smoke away all my stress
My money is dirty I rather and go and take checks
Gotta get off my chest
I didn't dress to impress
I go and shop food for less
I smoke away all my stress
My money is dirty I rather and go and take checks
Yaaahh
Baby girl like how I move
She like when I drip and She like when snooze
From a distance I see who
Here they coming bangin blue
What do it do
Don't ask me for shit I am threw
I bleed for my shit that is true
Family is stronger then friends
Most of these niggas see through
I pop out and scare em like boo
Like a glass plane or a transparent surface
You talking the most shit but I don't see purpose
Door knob on the window that shit could be worthless
You taking a dip while I'm breaching the surface
You a ugly nigga
You belong in a circus
Nerf this
I can afford this
Because the price on this
Free 99 if you like shit
I make nice hits
She a super buff dike bitch
But I like this
I don't give a fuck her pussy tight sis
Two of a type wrist
I gotta big white nick on my right wrist
Whoa she check the price tag
Fake tits and don't forget the Gucci bag
Fendi, Prada, Lui Vuitton big heist call that shit a smash and grab
For anyone who got a problem got a squirtle hit you with the spray attack
Now That was just fucked up I said my bad my bad mad
Gotta get off my chest
I didn't dress to impress
I go and shop food for less
I smoke away all my stress
My money is dirty I rather and go and take checks
Gotta get off my chest
I didn't dress to impress
I go and shop food for less
I smoke away all my stress
My money is dirty I rather and go and take checks
Gotta get off my chest
I gotta get off of my chest
Gotta get off of my chest
My chest my chest
Gotta get off of my chest
Gotta get off of my chest
My chest my chest my chest
I was that nigga
I was that nigga - getting talked about
I was that nigga - getting walked around
Trying make some friend they call me class clown
Input yo hearing aids
You deaf muthafuckas can you hear me now
When I'm in yo city everybody getting rounds
My bitch she is tired let's go another round
I stop it right there
(I stop it I stop it)
While I pull on yo hair
(Pull on that shit)
She give me that stare
(You like that shit)
I blow smoke in the air
She be calling me over her parents gone
Throwing back on my pelvis bone
I fuck her up and I do her wrong
That was was the old me into a song
Call Me Steven Strange ride with my nigga Wong
Pull up with no panties changing over to the yellow thong
My money's forever I call it long
Some people just here for the ride along
They don't see what I have undergone
And I tell them bitches to get along
Get off my chest
I didn't dress to impress
I go and shop food for less
I smoke away all my stress
My money is dirty Is rather and go and take checks
Gotta get off my chest
I didn't dress to impress
I go and shop food for less
I smoke away all my stress
My money is dirty Is rather and go and take checks
Gotta get off my chest
Gotta get off of my chest
Gotta get off of my chest
My chest my chest
Gotta get off of my chest
Gotta get off of my chest
My chest my chest my chest
Writer(s): Deshaun Frazier
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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