SPAZZ OFF Lyrics

Everything dead

Everything dead

Everything dead

Everything dead

So ima get rid of these niggas

Hop on the beat and I Spazz Off

Uh uh

5A in my blood you know ima blast off

I fuck on this bitch and I pass off

You know we keep a knocker

I know you wanna holla

Baby please don't hit my trap phone trynna make another dollar

Know that she be hella freaky one hand gripping on her collar

Say that I just stole her heart

Feds trynna charge me as a robber

Uh

Uh

And we mix backwoods with the Grabba

Seeing that she playin with these hearts I have to dub her

Cant get on my wave you'll sink the boat

Trynna flex up all this cash uh

Like I boast

He be testing all my demons he going to roast

5A pumping we go flying coast to coast

Uh

Uh

Uh

He ain't getting money he goofy

I wear Prada, Louis yeah

My hat straw hat Luffy yeah

These clips they shoot like movie yeah

You run up you turn gooey yeah

Like pirates need that looty

B.B on my belt got rubies

I got ops like Call of Duty yeah

Light up gas I'm coughing

Zombie

Play with OTTO going to be a

Homi

Bad bitch, meat in her mouth

Salami

She going to

Buss it

Shake it

On me

She like drip from Murakami

Phone on DND don't call me

Big racks you cant count these commies

Paper unfolding

Origami

Everything dead

So ima get rid of these niggas

Hop on the beat and I Spazz Off

Uh uh

5A in my blood you know ima blast off

I fuck on this bitch and I pass off

You know we keep a knocker

I know you wanna holla

Baby please don't hit my trap phone trynna make another dollar

Know that she be hella freaky one hand gripping on her collar

Say that I just stole her heart

Feds trynna charge me as a robber

Uh

Uh

Uh

And we mix backwoods with the Grabba

Seeing that she playin with these hearts I have to dub her

He ain't gonna run up I know he a rookie

I'm faded off these edibles

Cookies

When I'm up you need a 100 to book me

Hoodie on got me feeling like I'm Boogie

Uh

I'm trynna turn up this city

I come from a place where its known to get gritty

I told bro he got to tote that Smitty

Don't get lined for a bitch that pretty

Everywhere we go in the city we litty

I'm on FaceTime and she showing her kitty

Say she wanna fuck off Pink Whitney

I pullup and its time to get busy

I know that you

Fuck with me

I cant warm her heart I'm chilly

I know that you

Fuck with me

I cant warm her heart I'm chilly

Everything dead

So ima get rid of these niggas

Hop on the beat and I Spazz Off

Uh uh

5A in my blood you know ima blast off

I fuck on this bitch and I pass off

You know we keep a knocker

I know you wanna holla

Baby please don't hit my trap phone trynna make another dollar

Know that she be hella freaky one hand gripping on her collar

Say that I just stole her heart

Feds trynna charge me as a robber

Uh

Uh

And we mix backwoods with the Grabba

Seeing that she playin with these hearts I have to dub her

Dub

Dub her

Dub

Dub her

Dub

Dub her

Dub

Dub her

Dub

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Dub dub dub

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Dub her

Hahaha

Man

Going to turn the city up with this

Spazz Off