Mr. Get Off lyrics

[Intro: Young Drummer Boy]
I'm Mr. Get Off (Mr. Get Off)
Mr. Hop Out and Let That sh*t Off (Let That sh*t Off)
I’m Mr. f*ck Everybody (Everybody)
See, I don't give a f*ck, it's on my body (It’s on my body)
It's on my body
It's on my body, b*tch (Body, body, body, body, shots)

[Verse 1: Young Drummer Boy]
Ayy, b*tch, I'm Mr. Big Bank
Mr. I Don't Give a f*ck What a b*tch Think
Ha, Mr. f*ck Everybody
Give a f*ck, I keep it on my body (On my body)
Ayy, listen, b*tch, I'm steppin' out (Steppin' out)
I don’t care about your life, b*tch, I’ll air it out
Talk somethin' like you really gon’ pop somethin'
And this big jammer on my waist get the job done (Get the job done)
Ayy, yeah, this money keep me cozy
Hoppin' out with a big-face Rollie (Face Rollie)
Oh, you barely gettin' money, tell me how is that?
Doin’ this since 2015, remember that? (Hm)
Yeah, I keep a big stick like a lumberjack
I don't really give a f*ck where your numbers at (Where them numbers at?)
Ayy, you don't wanna sleep where I slumber at
If I really show you what I make, you'll have a heart attack, stupid
[Chorus: Young Drummer Boy]
Ayy, b*tch, I'm Mr. Get Off (Mr. Get Off)
Mr. Hop Out and Go and Let That sh*t Off (Let that sh*t off)
Ayy, Mr. f*ck Everybody (Everybody)
See, I don't give a f*ck, it's on my body (Ayy)
b*tch, I'm Mr. Get Off (Mr. Get Off)
Mr. Hop Out and Go and Let That sh*t Off (Let that sh*t off)
Ayy, Mr. f*ck Everybody (Ah)
See, I don't give a f*ck, it's on my body (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
Mr. f*ck Everybody
Hundiddy in the chopper, enough rounds for everybody
That's your b*tch? She done f*cked everybody
You ain't payin', you ain't stayin', you ain't gotta worry 'bout me
I know some n*ggas that'll get you buried 'bout me
b*tch done been around town, Lil' Ms. Mary Poppins
b*tch, the stick do magic, Harry Potter
I'm a dog, but this b*tch know I got her
I'm a coach, so this b*tch don't need a collar
You want a trophy or a pump-fakin' imposter?
I know you tired of eatin' Denny's, come get some lobster
Got di*k and game and a trick that can sponsor you
Stop f*ckin' for free, is that a lot for you?
It's a trick right now that'll shop for you
If the b*tch ain't payin', I know what I'ma do
Get money, b*tch, even a child can do it, the Plug
[Chorus: Young Drummer Boy]
Ayy, b*tch, I'm Mr. Get Off (Mr. Get Off)
Mr. Hop Out and Go and Let That sh*t Off (Let that sh*t off)
Ayy, Mr. f*ck Everybody (Everybody)
See, I don't give a f*ck, it's on my body (Ayy)
b*tch, I'm Mr. Get Off (Mr. Get Off)
Mr. Hop Out and Go and Let That sh*t Off (Let that sh*t off)
Ayy, Mr. f*ck Everybody (Ah)
See, I don't give a f*ck, it's on my body (Ayy)