f*ck Off. lyrics

[Intro: Walter White/Scarlet]
I am not in danger, Skyler, I am the danger
A guy opens his door and gets shot
And you think that of me? (Scarlet)
No, I am the one who knocks

[Chorus: KIRAW]
Yeah, this my sh*t, my style, my phonk, my wave
Focus on myself, pus*y, you are in the side-lane
f*ck up his head, pus*y, this is no migraine
Break his whole head, when a b*tch says I'm bitin'
Don't give a f*ck, now my blade starts the splicin'
Bash out his brain, hope the b*tch want the fightin'
She like the way that my wrist got the icin'
A bad lil' b*tch on my di*k and we ridin'

[Verse: KIRAW]
f*ck off, b*tch, why you actin' like a thot?
Cut out his body parts and make his body rot
Bow down on your knees and respect me like a God
Why you act like you are me? You are something you are not
Boy, I'm f*cked up in the booth, I’ll voice a broken youth
Bad b*tch, she want it too, hollow tips, they flyin’ through
Ba-bad b*tch, she want it too, hollow tips, they flyin’ through

[Interlude: Walter White]
A guy opens his door and gets shot
And you think that of me?
No, I am the one who knocks
[Bridge: Scarlet]
Talk about it, to pick out
Pull up, play the city, woah
Turn it back, up on a cliff
It’s often we go, we’ll prevail
Talk about it, to pick out
Pull up, play the city, woah
Turn it back up on a cliff
It’s often we go, we’ll prevail (Scarlet)
Damn, hang down off a cliff
Needs you’ll go? You can go dip
Fall off in the club, who’s to shoot? Then I bit it
Damn, hang down off a cliff
Needs you’ll go? You can go dip
Fall off in the club, who’s to shoot? Then I bit it

[Chorus]
Yeah, this my sh*t, my style, my phonk, my wave
Focus on myself, pus*y, you are in the side-lane
f*ck up his head, pus*y, this is no migraine
Break his whole head, when a b*tch says I'm bitin'
Don't give a f*ck, now my blade starts the splicin'
Bash out his brain, hope the b*tch want the fightin'
She like the way that my wrist got the icin'
A bad lil' b*tch on my di*k and we ridin'
[Outro]
Yeah, this my sh*t, my style, my phonk, my wave
Focus on myself, pus*y, you are in the side-lane
f*ck up his head, pus*y, this is no migraine
Break his whole head, when a b*tch says I'm bitin'
Don't give a f*ck, now my blade starts the splicin'
Bash out his brain, hope the b*tch want the fightin'
She like the way that my wrist got the icin'
A bad lil' b*tch on my di*k and we ridin'