Off The Map Freestyle Lyrics

King Hazel

Woo

Yeah

Did this shit on my motherfuckin' own

Yeah! What

Ain't signing shit, ain't fuck no labels, ain't no clone

Ain't no motherfuckin' clone

Promoter bring the bag, then I'm goin' home

We goin' home

What

Swear I'm higher than a motherfuckin' drone

Twenties, fifties, hundreds

What? What

It ain't shit that's spent no motherfuckin' bag

Yeah! Bag! Yeah

Spent that shit on some shit I never had

Spent it, spent it, spent it, spent it, spent it

Bitch, it's up, it's just up, that's just mad

Bitch, it's up

I don't know why they mad

Young niggas have you bloody like Maxi Pads

Bitch, I'm off the map

Fly to Jersey and back

Drop my album like that

Ruth Chris where I'm

Eating at

Five star restaurant walk in can't even wear no hat

I can't wear no hat, bitch, off-white bucket hat

Travis scott my feet, no more Jermey Scott's on me

Rockin' that

V Lone and Supreme can't even drip like me

You niggas can't see me

Hating in front of the sideline , cause he ain't part of my team

Twenties, fifties, hundreds

What? What

It ain't shit that's spent no motherfuckin' bag

Yeah! Yeah

Spent that shit on some shit I never had

Spent it, spent it, spent it, spent it, spent it

Bitch, it's up, it's just up, that's just mad

Bitch, it's up

I don't know why they mad

Young niggas have you bloody like Maxi pads