E$kimoe - Going Off Lyrics

I can see it in your face
You not really with him
Say my squad don't play
When I say get him
And It's only one call if I wanna hit em
Go ahead get the shoes
I don't gotta fit em
I'm tryna splurge
That Gucci that fenchi that Prada
That Prada not for me
But that's for my mama
Yeah I got the loot like I just found a llama
They want me for president
Like I'm Obama
How you gone question who Iam
When you don't even know who Iam
They just be talking
I guess I gotta couple fans
I'm just Saving my money
I guess I got a couple bands
You hating but listening
Begging for mercy but I had to finish him
It won't take me long
It'll just take me a minute man
And yo girl don't want you
Cause you are a minute man
Who are you kidding man
It's getting cold I looked up
Realized I'm missing the ceiling man
I'm not hating but the people
Who got it don't derserve it
That's how I'm feeling man
Im not a threat or a killa
But talk bout my family
I might have to kill da man
Talk bout the juice that you got
Then I might have to lean
Just so I could go spill the man
Why are you talking
Big boss walking
Shots I'm calling
I feel like so flossy
Why are you salty
She tryna call me
You just a copy
I don't know why but I'm going off
Bitch I'm going off
Yeah I'm going off
Bitch I'm going what I'm going what
I'm going off
Yeah I'm going off
Damn
Stay up for bout 3 days man
I had to get these f*cking lyrics right
People turning music into millions
But you telling me that these
Just lyrics right
It's deeper than rap
Telling the truth got no reason to cap
I'm dropping these hits
That's a seasonal snap
And I do not f*ck with you not finna dap
Where you tryna go we can go there
Pulling up now
Cause I think I got a show there
Flow so hot it's a breeze like cold air
Ass too far brought it back like woah there
I asked whats the move
She said it's my house
But you gotta choose
What kinda blouse
Forget about that
Not even a rat bitch you a mouse
And I gotcha spouse
Damn