Off The Head lyrics

[Intro: Key Glock]
(BandPl—)
Ayy, turn up some right here for me
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh

[Verse 1: Key Glock]
Yeah, f*ck that sh*t, I'm going straight off the head (f*ck it)
Yeah, my opps ain't sh*t 'cause I still ain't dead (f*ck 'em)
Yeah, humble-ass n*gga with a whole lot of bread
I cut this check and put it right on your head
Or I might drop a brick on your head like Craig
I'm poppin' my sh*t, middle fingers to the feds
Yeah, I don't give a f*ck and I said what I said
And if you know, you know, stop playin'
Yeah, big drums steppin' like a marching band (Step)
A young rich n*gga richer than your dad (Yeah)
Can't trust no b*tch, I can't go out sad
Got a big Glock on me, yeah, it come in handy (Bah, bah, bah)
I'm a bad lil' n*gga, R.I.P. my granny
Yeah, baby, I'm the sh*t, please excuse my grammar (Shh)
Yeah, I was on the block, uh, mama in the slammer
You'll never ever catch my without my hammer (Nuh-uh)
Reach for some sh*t over here, yeah, I dare you
Young n*ggas masked up just like terrorists
If you ain't with the gang, n*gga, you should be scared (Gang)
Yeah, choppers and b*tches in pairs (Ha)
Choppa from Russia and b*tches from Paris, yeah (Bah, bah)
I'm getting money, ya dig?
I'm chasing that bag, like Tom, not Jerry, yeah
I'm getting money, ya dig?
I'm chasing that bag, these n*ggas be playin', yeah
I'm getting money, you dig?
I just spent a bag, that lil' sh*t was petty (Yeah)
Money keep calling, yeah, I gotta go get it (Go, go)
Swish, b*tch, I ball, Mike Bibby
Just told this ho I don't do no kissin'
b*tch, yeah, no kizzy (Uh-uh)
Shootin' up sh*t just like Mike Miller (Uh-huh)
n*gga want beef, make him reconsider (Uh-huh)
Play with your b*tch, yeah, you heard Flippa (Uh-huh)
Cutthroat, off the head with it (f*ck 'em)
[Interlude: KATO2X]
You thought we was done?
Uh

[Verse 2: KATO2X]
Can't be stopped, n*gga can't f*ck with us (Can't)
I hang with killers, won't need a body healer (Fah, fah)
Cartier watches and I came presidential (Ice)
I like thot hoes, I don't like sentimental (Nope)
First n*gga did me, just damn near killed him
Walked down, close range, hop out the rental (b*tch)
n*ggas beginners, they never been killers
How you gon' diss me, you don't even tote a pistol? (Huh?)
My city know that I'm the biggest (The biggest)
My young n*ggas turnt, in the hemi with semis (With semis)
Jump in that water, dive in it (Dive in it)
Never blank on a mission, on the road to the riches (The riches)
f*cking off racks on lawyers
I'm still fightin' a murder, I can't let 'em get me (Can't get me)
They see all this ice and I'm winning
These foreigns and b*tches, this just the beginning (I stamp it)
I'm doing this sh*t with no deal (No deal)
I f*ck with his opp, he know how I live (How I live)
We in the house on the hills
Don't come to the door if you ain't got you a kill (No kill)
Don't squeal if you go on a drill (Don't squeal)
Gotta take me serious, I'm f*cking off M's (Off M's)
I f*ck with nothin' but Lil' Tim
They hit pure net, don't aim at the rim (Stamp that)
Can't live how I live, you don't feel how I feel
Putting all the work in for it be a good year (Good year)
b*tches gon' come 'cause they knowing I'm here
And this ice on my chest hittin' like chandelier
Dropouts ain't gon' let sh*t near
Pump-fake from the front, we gon' hit you from the rear
Sip on mud, I don't drink sh*t clear
And all my opps dead, them n*ggas ain't here