Off The Chain (2017)

[Intro] Yeah I'm sick as fuck right now But then I got high And wrote this song in like 45 minutes So what? Just remember I'm still off the motherfucking chain Bitch [Verse 1] Chain reaction, when my brain's in action Ice cold, shit my DNA springs Alaskan As I smash on the track like when trains are crashin' Tell the main attraction I'm gaining traction Since Bawitdaba, da bang, da bang diggy I've been laying down flames and claiming my city Sippin' true blood, pack the strain in my spliffy Stayin' up late, grow fangs and get busy And My tint's so dark all you seein' is a silhouette Through the smoke clouds from the marijuana cigarette I'm off the chain like an evicted pet Without a leash, cause I use that shit to strangle the friggin' vet Up in the dog park, shittin' on the lawn part Knockin' everything off the shelves in a local Walmart Raisin' hell 'til I'm gettin' it soon Shit's in the bag, like murder weapons in the evidence room Bitch [Chorus] I'ma go ahead and do my thing You just gotta let me off the chain I'm off the chain Off the chain You just gotta go and let me off the chain I'm off the chain Off the chain You just gotta go and let me off the chain I'm off the chain You just gotta let me off the chain [Post-Chorus] I'm off the chain yeah I'm off the motherfucking chain yeah I'm off the chain yeah I'm off the motherfucking chain yeah I'm off the chain yeah I'm off the motherfucking chain yeah You just gotta let me off the chain [Verse 2] Yeah, started off small, just a kid watching TRL Now my team is bigger than the Medellín Cartel I tee off well, like Nicholson, golf shorts and Timberlands Listenin', sick in the booth and still whippin' 'em Chillin' up at the Roxbury with Richard Grieco And a Fiji full of Tito's in the pockets of my peacoat 'Cause I ain't buying bottles, bitch I'm ballin' on a budget And my debit's already over-drafted already homie so fuck it From the east to the wiki-wild, wiki-wiki-wild-wild west We be smokin' the best, no contest I'm beyond fresh, shuttin' spots down like a bomb threat Headin' from the bleachers to the bench, now I'm on deck Make way, hittin' it first like Ray J White rapper, my AKA is "payday" Put them hands in the air If you sippin' put them cans in the air Cheers to a fuckin' Grammy this year Yeah [Chorus] I'ma go ahead and do my thing You just gotta let me off the chain I'm off the chain Off the chain You just gotta go and let me off the chain I'm off the chain Off the chain You just gotta go and let me off the chain I'm off the chain You just gotta let me off the chain [Post-Chorus] I'm off the chain yeah I'm off the motherfucking chain yeah I'm off the chain yeah I'm off the motherfucking chain yeah I'm off the chain yeah I'm off the motherfucking chain yeah You just gotta let me off the chain