Off That Shit Again

[Verse 1: Germ]

Reporting live straight from the gutter, tucking my cutter

Hittin' them boys, hot butter

I need them gone, take a slumber

Poppin' that shit, hear the thunder

Came with my partners, been fucked up

Feet up, look at my face, it's a mean mug

You drinkin' cut from the same plug

I want the money, fuck fame

Thinking I'm sane, roxy been healin' the pain

Please don't get caught up in all of the games

Currensy coming in vert on blades

Chippin' these niggas, these niggas been lame

Poppin' out, poppin' it, you know my name

Hold up, I be floating, can't control it, bitch, I'm smoked out

Rockin' out, been blackin' out

Catch me outside actin' out

Duckin, I'm out in public

This could get dangerous, end of discussion

Who really want it, it's really nothing

Caught them bodies by the dozen

[Chorus: Germ]

Uh, uh

I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah, yeah

Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men

I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah yeah

Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men

[Verse 2: TiaCorine]

Don't be mad at me, be mad at your fit

'Cause shawty you look like shit

If a genie came right now, you would just take one wish

Make you look just like this

Dent in a car, I'm bent

This ain't a game, but you know that I'm lit

I be walking them down like a leash on a pit

I been rocking with niggas, dance shake with the hip

I thought like you would just swerve in the whip

Take me to crib and suck coochie with lips

And my hair be not done by, you know I got clips

Wanted my help, but I cannot assist

'Cause these bitches be salty and vinegar chips

And I know it ain't fair, but you not on the list

And her money not there, she don't know what this is

And you know that I'm poppin', you know I got fiz, yeah

I can't slip off my pimp, gorilla the glue got grip

Project bitch, that's my shit

Gun on the waist, it switch

[Bridge: Germ]

He look like a lick, drag gon' spit

Shots from the stick, it don't slip

Off the shits, pop my shit

Dump in Keesha, that's my bitch

[Chorus: Germ & TiaCorine]

Uh, uh

I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah yeah

Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men

I can't feel my face, I'm off that shit again, yeah, yeah

Peeping all your friends, don't invite mini men

I can't slip off my pimp, gorilla the glue got grip

Project bitch, that's my shit

Gun on the waist, it switch

I can't slip off my pimp, gorilla the glue got grip

Project bitch, that's my shit

Gun on the waist, it switch