Gone Off That Liquor lyrics
by Quette
[Chorus]
Excuse me, but I'm gone off that liquor
I'm up in the lab and I'm tryna get richer
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money my n*gga, I gotta dismiss ya
My phone backed up, if you ain't talking bout money
My n*gga back up
Excuse me, but I'm gone off that liquor
I'm up in the lab and I'm tryna get richer
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money my n*gga, I gotta dismiss ya
My phone backed up, if you ain't talking bout money
My n*gga back up
[Verse 1]
I ain't got conversation for n*ggas
Wasting my patients with n*ggas (n*gga what you thought?)
Better yet you wasn't with me when I was knockin' at the door
n*gga but now I got my shoes off
And n*ggas is a trip, wanna come around poppin' lip
Like you did this and that but you ain't really did sh*t
And these hoes is the same cause they see a n*gga comin' up
So I make her give me brain till she throwin' up
Beats ain't free, a verse ain't free, everything cost n*gga
I don't know what you thought
But if you got a pocket full of cotton, you gotta walk n*gga
And I don't know where you came from
But where I'm from you gotta pay some
And if you ain't got it, you gotta get up off yo ass
And chase and get it (x2)
[Bridge]
n*gga you all on my time
But I don't pay these n*ggas no mind
I don't hear you n*ggas when you calling my phone with bullsh*t
You can get the dial tone quick
n*gga you all on my time
But I don't pay these n*ggas no mind
I don't hear you n*ggas when you calling my phone with bullsh*t
You can get the dial tone quick
[Chorus]
Excuse me, but I'm gone off that liquor
I'm up in the lab and I'm tryna get richer
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money my n*gga, I gotta dismiss ya
My phone backed up, if you ain't talking bout money
My n*gga back up
Excuse me, but I'm gone off that liquor
I'm up in the lab and I'm tryna get richer
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money my n*gga, I gotta dismiss ya
My phone backed up, if you ain't talking bout money
My n*gga back up
[Verse 2]
Excuse me, If you ain't puttin' no money up in my pocket
I gotta leave, n*gga ain't nothing free
Most of these n*ggas be rapping about money up in they songs
So you gotta, pay me
You better try with another lame n*gga
Before you try to finesse me
Boy, I know better when a n*gga really tryna run game, on me
Where was you when I was trying to pay the bills
You wasn't with me grinding for another meal
Where was you when I was spending long nights
In the studio up in the hood grindin' all night n*gga
[Chorus]
Excuse me, but I'm gone off that liquor
I'm up in the lab and I'm tryna get richer
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money my n*gga, I gotta dismiss ya
My phone backed up, if you ain't talking bout money
My n*gga back up
Excuse me, but I'm gone off that liquor
I'm up in the lab and I'm tryna get richer
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money my n*gga, I gotta dismiss ya
My phone backed up, if you ain't talking bout money
My n*gga back up