Yeah
Ima go straight through on this shit too
No hook no nothin
Check
I could put it on ya head lik a ball cap
Or push dolo & tell my niggaz to fall back
And we ain't f*ckin wit them niggaz cause they all rats
We get money power & respect & that's all facts
They say real rap is back that's cause I'm really back rappin
Got em all lik "damn SAND really back snappin"
My nigga just came home from da FEDS & he back trappin
I just came home from da FEDS & still gat packin
F*ckin wit Chuk he got me thinkin on another level
Body language say more than what niggaz ever a tell you
So I'm lookin in niggaz eyes lik an optometrist
Ya bitch lookin me in da eyes while she polish it
A thousand grams of molly break em down to dimes
Rob da connect after we re-up 1 more time
If my niggaz don't know nothin else they know da grind
I remember dat 5 in da morning dope line
Watchin for da narcs tryna creep up nigga
They run down we bring da chase you better keep up nigga
Old head spillin drank you better seap up nigga
I was a G before I ever threw da G up nigga
Succa Free up nigga
Yeah we up nigga
Hot as a summer in Miami turn ya heat up nigga
It's accurate I'm a legend
I'm a Acura Legend & you a Acura Vigor you just a typical nigga
I'm from da land of gorillas banana clips & bananas
Put ya head in a box drop off da present lik Santa
I got a bitch who work da pole just lik an exotic dancer
I'm a 4th of July baby I be feedin em cancer
Shout out all da niggaz who did time & never told
Shout out all da niggaz who lost somebody & rode
Shout out all da bitches who nigga live by the code & because that nigga ain't fold
You stood beside him & rode
Brinkin in them packages takin a risk
Da FEDS got you so them visits lik takin a trip
Your daily motivation is plannin da futute
Ain't nothin in ya way except for me & da sutra nigga
Prayin for da strength to fight against da ones prayin for my downfall & whoever around y'all
My whole team Succa Free so I don't be around y'all
How you a street nigga & a cop what you a groundhog
If da money ain't callin I don't hear da ringer
Da only birds you niggaz flippin is da middle finger
I'll turn ya sister to a mule & ya bitch a singer
She said you da provider her head showed me she da thinker
I paint pictures wit my songs check da galleria
I keep niggaz on they toes lik a ballerina
My bitch a killa in heels like Catalia
We goin all da way up Don Cartegena
I snuggle deep within her lik a warm quilt
Da wheels make da coupe look lik it's on stilts
I'm from down bottom where we know for gunplay
We call it chamber land nigga
No Wilt
I f*cked da summer up lik a early winter
Every beat I touched I ate now what's for dinner
This is just desert I had a sweet tooth
All my niggaz grindin so they all eat too
Bread over bed I put in o.t.
I keep a stash low-key full of proceeds
You know you real when OG's call you OG
I'm always ridin only stop to patch up da slow leaks
Gotta get rid of da snitches dat's protocol
A true general is cut from a soldier's cloth
I'm bringin you da truth they think I'm showin off
But nah I ain't showin off
I'm goin off
Sand-G - Goin Off Lyrics
Sand-G - Goin Off Lyrics
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English
Yeah
Ima go straight through on this shit too
No hook no nothin
Check
I could put it on ya head lik a ball cap
Or push dolo & tell my niggaz to fall back
And we ain't f*ckin wit them niggaz cause they all rats
We get money power & respect & that's all facts
They say real rap is back that's cause I'm really back rappin
Got em all lik "damn SAND really back snappin"
My nigga just came home from da FEDS & he back trappin
I just came home from da FEDS & still gat packin
F*ckin wit Chuk he got me thinkin on another level
Body language say more than what niggaz ever a tell you
So I'm lookin in niggaz eyes lik an optometrist
Ya bitch lookin me in da eyes while she polish it
A thousand grams of molly break em down to dimes
Rob da connect after we re-up 1 more time
If my niggaz don't know nothin else they know da grind
I remember dat 5 in da morning dope line
Watchin for da narcs tryna creep up nigga
They run down we bring da chase you better keep up nigga
Old head spillin drank you better seap up nigga
I was a G before I ever threw da G up nigga
Succa Free up nigga
Yeah we up nigga
Hot as a summer in Miami turn ya heat up nigga
It's accurate I'm a legend
I'm a Acura Legend & you a Acura Vigor you just a typical nigga
I'm from da land of gorillas banana clips & bananas
Put ya head in a box drop off da present lik Santa
I got a bitch who work da pole just lik an exotic dancer
I'm a 4th of July baby I be feedin em cancer
Shout out all da niggaz who did time & never told
Shout out all da niggaz who lost somebody & rode
Shout out all da bitches who nigga live by the code & because that nigga ain't fold
You stood beside him & rode
Brinkin in them packages takin a risk
Da FEDS got you so them visits lik takin a trip
Your daily motivation is plannin da futute
Ain't nothin in ya way except for me & da sutra nigga
Prayin for da strength to fight against da ones prayin for my downfall & whoever around y'all
My whole team Succa Free so I don't be around y'all
How you a street nigga & a cop what you a groundhog
If da money ain't callin I don't hear da ringer
Da only birds you niggaz flippin is da middle finger
I'll turn ya sister to a mule & ya bitch a singer
She said you da provider her head showed me she da thinker
I paint pictures wit my songs check da galleria
I keep niggaz on they toes lik a ballerina
My bitch a killa in heels like Catalia
We goin all da way up Don Cartegena
I snuggle deep within her lik a warm quilt
Da wheels make da coupe look lik it's on stilts
I'm from down bottom where we know for gunplay
We call it chamber land nigga
No Wilt
I f*cked da summer up lik a early winter
Every beat I touched I ate now what's for dinner
This is just desert I had a sweet tooth
All my niggaz grindin so they all eat too
Bread over bed I put in o.t.
I keep a stash low-key full of proceeds
You know you real when OG's call you OG
I'm always ridin only stop to patch up da slow leaks
Gotta get rid of da snitches dat's protocol
A true general is cut from a soldier's cloth
I'm bringin you da truth they think I'm showin off
But nah I ain't showin off
I'm goin off
Ima go straight through on this shit too
No hook no nothin
Check
I could put it on ya head lik a ball cap
Or push dolo & tell my niggaz to fall back
And we ain't f*ckin wit them niggaz cause they all rats
We get money power & respect & that's all facts
They say real rap is back that's cause I'm really back rappin
Got em all lik "damn SAND really back snappin"
My nigga just came home from da FEDS & he back trappin
I just came home from da FEDS & still gat packin
F*ckin wit Chuk he got me thinkin on another level
Body language say more than what niggaz ever a tell you
So I'm lookin in niggaz eyes lik an optometrist
Ya bitch lookin me in da eyes while she polish it
A thousand grams of molly break em down to dimes
Rob da connect after we re-up 1 more time
If my niggaz don't know nothin else they know da grind
I remember dat 5 in da morning dope line
Watchin for da narcs tryna creep up nigga
They run down we bring da chase you better keep up nigga
Old head spillin drank you better seap up nigga
I was a G before I ever threw da G up nigga
Succa Free up nigga
Yeah we up nigga
Hot as a summer in Miami turn ya heat up nigga
It's accurate I'm a legend
I'm a Acura Legend & you a Acura Vigor you just a typical nigga
I'm from da land of gorillas banana clips & bananas
Put ya head in a box drop off da present lik Santa
I got a bitch who work da pole just lik an exotic dancer
I'm a 4th of July baby I be feedin em cancer
Shout out all da niggaz who did time & never told
Shout out all da niggaz who lost somebody & rode
Shout out all da bitches who nigga live by the code & because that nigga ain't fold
You stood beside him & rode
Brinkin in them packages takin a risk
Da FEDS got you so them visits lik takin a trip
Your daily motivation is plannin da futute
Ain't nothin in ya way except for me & da sutra nigga
Prayin for da strength to fight against da ones prayin for my downfall & whoever around y'all
My whole team Succa Free so I don't be around y'all
How you a street nigga & a cop what you a groundhog
If da money ain't callin I don't hear da ringer
Da only birds you niggaz flippin is da middle finger
I'll turn ya sister to a mule & ya bitch a singer
She said you da provider her head showed me she da thinker
I paint pictures wit my songs check da galleria
I keep niggaz on they toes lik a ballerina
My bitch a killa in heels like Catalia
We goin all da way up Don Cartegena
I snuggle deep within her lik a warm quilt
Da wheels make da coupe look lik it's on stilts
I'm from down bottom where we know for gunplay
We call it chamber land nigga
No Wilt
I f*cked da summer up lik a early winter
Every beat I touched I ate now what's for dinner
This is just desert I had a sweet tooth
All my niggaz grindin so they all eat too
Bread over bed I put in o.t.
I keep a stash low-key full of proceeds
You know you real when OG's call you OG
I'm always ridin only stop to patch up da slow leaks
Gotta get rid of da snitches dat's protocol
A true general is cut from a soldier's cloth
I'm bringin you da truth they think I'm showin off
But nah I ain't showin off
I'm goin off
Writer: Sharod Caraway-Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid