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Off Deez – Lyrics

Directed, Edited by Cole Bennett
Song Produced by ChaseTheMoney + Dro Fe
Director of Photography – Snyder Derival
YT Views – 21.7M
YT Likes – 446K
YT Comments – 23.5K
Release Date – 4th December 2018

Off Deez – Lyrics

Gangsta

J.I.D, whoa shit, whoa shit, whoa shit
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Please, please

Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip

Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies

But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
Nigga talkin’ that shit, now I’m talkin’ my shit

Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip

Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies

But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip

Nigga talkin’ that shit, now I’m talkin’ my shit (Whoa, okay)
East Atlanta playboy

Don’t got much to say, boy
Cradle to the grave, and it’s been like that since a slave, boy

It ain’t shit to pull up, pick the fucking tool up
Screaming hallelujah, pushing daisies and some tulips (Hi guys, hi, hi, hi)

Itty bitty bitch, niggas in the city with it, pull up with a stick
Thirty with the dick

Seen you in a minute, nigga, put you in cement
Anybody get a nigga, anybody get

Shouts to the Chi’, nigga poppin’ this shit
Got the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live

If you talking that shit, nigga, stop it
I’m a God, I’m a king, I’m a giant

Nigga not trying, .40 my side
Eastside guy, but I been worldwide

D.I.Y, T.I.Y, I’ma try, I’ma die for what I believe in
We like to feast and I try to eat, edible meat

I am not an animal, a beast
Riding with the hammer on the seat (Oh)

Shotgun, shotgun, hand on my heat

Bad man, bad man, land of my freedom
Nigga get life, let the white folks be

Online beef, not my motif
.45 me, ta-ta, go sleep

Don’t mind little old me, lil’ OG
J.I.D, I came in on the boat, see

May I be the cold nigga with the most heat
Niggas know bro, you don’t know me

Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip

Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did

Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this ship
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip

Nigga talkin’ that shit, now I’m talkin’ my shit
Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip

Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies

But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this ship (Hey)
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip (Okay, okay)

Nigga talkin’ that shit, now I’m talkin’ my shit (Okay, okay, okay)
Legend out the 2-6 (Whoa)
Y’all know who the truth is (Whoa)

Crazy like a movie by that nigga Stanley Kubrick (Whoa)
Perfect time to pop up (Whoa)

Wet you like the hot tub (Whoa)
Clean up Aisle 7, damn somebody gettin’ mopped up (Whoa)

Pull up on the block, eeny, meeny, miny, moe
You and every nigga that you know is getting popped

Fuckin’ with a nigga, ass sitting in the box
Tryna sneak diss, then I’m pickin’ up the Glock

I squeeze this, they be pickin’ up the top
Styles, Sheek, Kiss, yeah, I’m pickin’ all the locks

Pickin’ on a nigga way bigger, then I got
Bigger than the nigga that was Kindergarten Cop

Terminator shit, I’m a robot
With the chrome .45 that most don’t got

One false move, get your moto shot
Turn a nigga whip to a photo op

Click, click, click, and the flows don’t stop
‘Til I got more cream than Cold Stone got

Like a boatload, nigga I’ma float on top
‘Til the grass don’t grow and the wind don’t blow

And the po-po don’t kill niggas no more
I bought a thirty round extendo

If a nigga wanna duck, then I’m playing Duck Hunt
In real life, not on Nintendo

Looking out the window like Malcolm X with the rifle
Climb the steps up the Eiffel

Barely broke a bead of sweat, whoa
Many hope to be the best, oh

Cannot fuck with me just yet, though
J.I.D the closest thing to me

C’est la vie, my vocal range putting
Bloodstains on Notre Dame hoodies

Hello friends, I brought Novocaine plus dopamine
You can load your veins with the product I slang

Niggas gon’ honor my name, boy, I’m a God in this game
Y’all niggas homonyms, sounding the same

Not in my lane so I can’t complain
Me and Ben Frank got a damn good thing goin’ on

Way more than a random fling
Cole and J.I.D with a tandem, niggas can’t stand ’em

Got a new anthem, look at my whip
Slit on my wrist, suicide, suicide doors on my Phantom

Get off my dick, get off my dick
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip

Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did

Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this ship
But I bet he gets whipped with the pistol grip

Nigga talkin’ that shit, now I’m talkin’ my shit

Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Whoa)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Whoa)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Whoa)
Get off my dick (Uh)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Get off my)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Whoa)
Get off my dick (Yeah)
Get off my dick (Whoa)
Okay (Sucka!)

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