Off The Gram* lyrics

[Chorus]
Speaking sh*t, all my n*ggas got this sh*t
And we really with this b*tch, I know she got a bigger di*k
f*ck it, holding off the gram
And we smoking on the jam
Speed gang, no speed gang
Always going f*cking ham

[Verse]
Got a baker on my b*tch, and then she always on my di*k
And I swear to god, that pus*y, man that pus*y smell like fish
And I'm rapping sh*t, i'm killing sh*t
I'm black, and b*tch, i'm killing [?]
And these n*ggas know i'm dealing [?]
Speed gang, like, b*tch, we thinking sh*t
f*ck it, hoes been out the 2, [?] to exact
All my n*ggas got the clay, these n*ggas pus*y like the crab
Spend the day, like Michael Flacker
But, i'm mobbing like a Packer
Green Bay, like, f*ck the tigers
Smoking gang, we smoking a data, aye