$lim Fargo - Off My Chest Lyrics

Let me get some off my chest
I'm only beefing bout a check
Mane I can't even buy you shit, you ain't giving up that neck,
Mane I tried to hit her raw, Baby girl, that's just a test
Once a nigga sound confident, I'ma have to place a bet
Once a nigga say he bombing shit, I'ma have to disrespect
I'm pouring sugar in my grits nigga's crazy to use something else
She want me to choke her when she spit, F*cked around and used my belt
Now she gotta spend the night Cause her Uber shouldn't have left
Fat 40 on my hip, Up the scope, Raymond Felt
Nigga know I ain't going, so I hope he got his vest
Bad bitch, Lemoyne-Owen, she study something with a tech
Real pirate, black lungs, I'll turn that nigga to Johnny Depp
Nike tech in the summer But I never broke a sweat
Fast shots back to back, You should've known that I was a Vet
Nigga say he dropped a diss, guarantee I ain't heard it yet
Told the bitch to roll a wood but I don't smell it burning yet
Swear to God, I think she dumb she say she want a Birkin jet
Cooking oxtails in the pot then gave a nigga a turkey neck
I sent the pic back to my bitch, it don't even hurt to flex
Mane she better tighten up cause I'm closing curtains next
That's the smell of clean like we serving Pine-Sol, baby
Pouring Zach Lavine Only eight for a line, my baby
Say she want some lean but high off fentanyl my baby
Adderrall withdrawals, got me lookin in the wrong places
Nigga's up the score, broke the rim, nigga I'm on Dayton's
I ain't in Nevada but his baby mama in South Vegas
Sad bout a bitch, be for real,She been out lately
Only want her cause I had her, mane these niggas clout chasin
For real