Off My Chest lyrics
by Rick Ross
[Intro: Smokepurpp & Lil Pump]
(Ayy, let's f*ckin' go) Ayy (Hey, Smokepurpp)
Ayy, y'all, ayy, y'all really–
Ayy, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Who said that? Who said that?
Who said that? Who said that sh*t?
What's up, n*gga? Come up here, what's up?
Oh my God, no, oh my God
Yeah, n*gga, that's how we rockin', n*gga
Yeah, n*gga, yeah, n*gga
Yeah
[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Woo hoo)
Bad b*tch, and I bought her some breasts (Double D's)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go)
Bad b*tch, and I bought her some breasts (Woo hoo)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
Rockstar sh*t, I'm on all of these drugs
f*cked her, dub-dub
Young n*gga came from the trenches (Trenches)
He ain't really ballin', we gon' bench 'em (Woo hoo)
Hop in the Tesla, I take off like zoom (Zoom)
Big .45, all my pockets go boom
I pop the Molly, my mouth full of shrooms
Tr-Travis, highest in the room (Let's go)
I was skippin' class, I was sellin' drugs
I-I'm from Carol City, all I know is thug (Jit)
b*tch all on my body like a bed bug
Stick on the TEC, all I know it bust (Ayy, hey)
Back in high school, used to take the bus
Hoes didn't like me, I was getting dubbed (Ayy, hey)
Young rich n*gga, came from Section 8
Paid in full, A Boogie, load the .38 (Ee-hee, yeah, let's go)
[Chorus: Smokepurpp & Lil Pump]
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Woo hoo)
Bad b*tch, and I bought her some breasts (Double D's)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go)
Bad b*tch, and I bought her some breasts (Woo hoo, yeah)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Ooh)
Bad b*tch, and I bought her some breasts (Double D's)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go, yuh, yuh)
Bad b*tch, and I bought her some breasts (Woo hoo, b*tch)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet (Woo)
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go, yuh)
[Verse 2: Lil Pump & Smokepurpp]
Get this sh*t off of my chest (Ooh)
On my Lord, I need a pint of the Tec (Yeah)
Invisible set, diamonds, they wet (Woo)
I bust a nut, then tell her to fetch (b*tch, aye)
This b*tch got Corona, I don't wanna see her (No, no)
All these white hoes on my di*k just like Bieber (Yeah)
I take a sixty and then had a seizure (Whoa)
I'm chargin' fifty-five pops for a feature (Yeah)
I-11 is closed (Huh?), ba-back to pimpin' these hoes (Ooh, brrt)
You gotta go (Go), still-still screamin' out, "Free Joe" (b*tch, yuh, yuh)
Your boyfriend is broke (Huh?)
You're mad 'cause his car got towed (Yeah, brrt, brrt)
Whip it up, both eyes closed (Whip, whip)
F&N hit him in that bone (Ayy-ayy, yeah)
[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Woo hoo)
Bad b*tch and I bought her some breasts (Double D's)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go)
Bad b*tch and I bought her some breasts (Woo hoo)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go, yeah, let's go)
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Woo hoo)
Bad b*tch and I bought her some breasts (Double D's)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Let's go)
Bad b*tch and I bought her some breasts (Woo hoo)
f*ck her, put a b*tch on the jet
I had to get this sh*t off of my chest (Yeah)