Going Off

Man my shit be going off!

Pizzle!

[Hook]

Man my shit be going off!

Super early in the morning, I never felt so motherfucking important

Man my shit be going off!

Everybody wanna see me, they call me, and they text me, then they tweet me

Man my shit be going off!

What it do? Where you at? I’m coming through

Man my shit be going off!

I tell them not to bother me, don’t bother me, instead they calling me and calling me

Man my shit be going off!

[Verse : T-Pain]

7:45 on a weekday

I can rent a G5 with a week's pay

I be dizzy, I be stressing

Leave a message with my butlers: Benjamin or Felípe

If I ain’t got your number locked in

You can be expecting a text that say "WHO DIS?"

And we’re about to make this party rock shit

Put your name and your e-mail in this bitch and let's DO THIS!

Man my shit be going off a lil' bit

Texting me 911, I ain’t no officer bitch!

Saw a picture in my contact she offer the dick

If I don’t feel like talking she get a cough like I’m sick (cough)

"You sleep boy?

You tired? You need something to eat, boy?"

You know how much this data plan cost!?

I guess it cost to be the boss

[Hook]

[Verse : T-Pain]

Man I lost my phone a couple days ago

No contacts I lost like 80 hoes

Way to go

But I'm just waiting on the right call by nightfall I'ma get me some fellatio

Fuck the ratio, I got my cellphone

Ain't no hoes in here, I take my ass home

I be waiting on it

I keep them Androids hating on me. Team Apple!

They say the blacker the berry

BBMing bitches tell them start packing for Paris

We gon' be there for a while, how many bags can you carry?

Or just throw 'em in the back of the Chevy

Don't even try to call me unknown

That's how you get hung up on

That number better come across

Especially if you trying to call a boss

[Hook]

[Verse : Big K.R.I.T.]

Off the chain, off the Richter, off the scale

Off the meter when a diva dyin' to meet me, hit my cell

On the regular my cellular be jumping like a trap house

Even since I bought a crib and brung the 'Lac out

They act out but now I'm falling through to blow their back out

Text me, don't address me when I got this cash out

Call it how you want it but not collect

I don't stress over pity texts, I'm about this check

In the meantime I'ma scream down, chopper blaze

Leave your number at the beep cause I'm probably getting paid

Pistol on this plate, you can be about it, I never read about it

Most of these haters do me favors when they tweet about it

Hating on the blog cause they broads love my music

Asking for a follow just to DM that they choosing

Then I hit 'em with the digits just to keep 'em flip and moving

My cellphone 808 booming

[Hook]