Young Fade - Go Off Lyrics

All these niggas nothing but talk
They f*ckin some show offs
And all these niggas wanna talk shit
Til a nigga go off
Baby girl don't wanna ride with me?
Huh
Well that's your loss
And all these motherf*ckas wanna try me
Til a nigga go off
Til I f*ckin go off

Wait here
Before I take the wheel and steer straight into your fears
I appeared in the mirror
Yeah everything is backwards
Speak only facts
You can see that in the factor
Ain't none of you rappers
Just a bunch of actors
You bastards wish you could master the track
But hold up
I produced that
Put me on the map!
I'ma show you how I rap
You better run that back
It's a trap
Understand this
Young Fade the next up on that list
Your girl wanna give me a kiss
But at the end of the night she finna swallow my kids!

I'm feelin this villainous vibe inside it's tight alright now let me live my life
Gotta live it right
Never follow anybody but myself
If you ain't in control of your life then get some help
No disrespect
But if you try to check me
That shit'll f*ckin bounce
A stalker on the beat
So you know I'm finna pounce
They speak bad on the name
Get my dick out ya mouth
Hit the chorus
Then one more verse and I'm out

So I get the most of mine
Still the verse you cursed to find
Young Fade one of the greatest of all time
Yeah I'm a Cocky Rapper
It's go time

All these niggas nothing but talk
They f*ckin some show offs
And all these niggas wanna talk shit
Til a nigga go off
Baby girl don't wanna ride with me?
Huh
Well that's your loss
And all these motherf*ckas wanna try me
Til a nigga go off
Til I f*ckin go off

Alright hold up
I reload up
Like a soulja
Like some paper
You will fold up
I been sewed up
Thought I told ya?
I'm tough to move
Like a f*ckin boulder
Workin steady for the W
Never take an L
Don't need to bounce back
Cuz I always prevail
That's from determination
You pussies always fail
That's why you stay hatin
You muggles in a struggle
Shut up before I drown you fishy niggas face down in a puddle
I'll leave you buried in the rubble
I'm down on the double
You in trouble
Boy I never move it subtle
You clowns just juggle
I get the last line
No need for rebuttal
I spit quick in my pass time
Shooting like a shuttle
Uh oh