Future - F-Off Dat Lyrics

(Dj Escomoe s)

Smoke good gas (gas), might cough that (that)
Move good work (work), that south pack (yeah)
Gotta off that (yeah), gotta off that (yeah)
Gotta off that (yeah, skrrt), gotta off that (yeah)
Gotta off that (yeah), gotta off that (yeah)
Gotta off that, then relapse (yeah)

Yeah, this ain't no forty-eight, this that new, new skin (new, new)
Go hit you with a moshpit on the stage
F*ck around lose a tooth, yeah, yeah (turn it up, turn it up)
She give me that mouth on the stage
She ain't even use no tooth, yeah, yeah (oh my god)
She give me that box on the stage
I had to get no room, yeah, yeah (oh my god)
Chrome Hearts, my shit cold like perfume, yeah, yeah
Racin' stripes, now my 'Rarri, this go zoom, yeah, yeah
In the kitchen, whip it up just like it's stew, yeah, yeah (woo)
Bitch I'm stuck, I'm just geeked to the moon, yeah, yeah (to the moon)
Shoot it up, then them boys better move, yeah, yeah (better move)
Tiffany, blue diamonds hit just like the pool, yeah, yeah (the pool)
Lots of pink diamonds, shit done changed my mood, yeah, yeah (woo)
Wearing Gucci shoes ever since I was in school, yeah, yeah (I was in school)
Stuffed up nigga now, I had to go buy them Loubs, yeah, yeah (woo)
All them opps scurrin', yeah, yeah
Better shoot like Steph Curry, yeah, yeah
Gettin' Bur-Bur-Burberry, yeah, yeah
Gettin' Bur-Bur-Burberry, yeah, yeah (Bur-Burberry)
Don't leave me like thirsty, yeah, yeah (leave me like thirsty)
Ain't no way you can swerve me, yeah, yeah (ain't no way, woo)

Smoke good gas (gas), might cough that
Move good work (work), that south pack (what)
Gotta off that (yeah), gotta off that (yeah)
Gotta off that (yeah, I gotta off), gotta off that (yeah, I gotta off)
Gotta off that (yeah, I gotta off), gotta off that (yeah, I gotta off)
Gotta off that (yeah, I gotta off), then relapse (yeah, yeah)

White diamonds lookin' like the damn moon, yeah, yeah
That bitch a Barbie, I'ma f*ck her like a goon, yeah, yeah
I just started, might as well take the shrooms, yeah, yeah
Threw the fishing rod in, I took off on a boat, ooh
Cowabunga, diamonds on me blue just like the ocean
Servin' that white girl on the corner, bought her a platinum Rollie
Sent a bird call, niggas gon' be comin' through here touchin'
Swaggin' courtside, drippin' referee up in some Marnis
My plug and my pants just cost like my (brr, brr)
Half performance, ain't gon' judge but that slut go better get naked
Coupe no cap, my money, Eliantte, solitaries
Better not get here and come for Johnny
Jet black, double R with a bunny (brr), clockin' (brr), ho
Double C's, pushin' up with the 'Locs (yeah)
Gucci socks all the way, come to my knees (slime)
Bought me a horse, just to match my keys (Ferrari)
Step on the gas, you can see when I leave (skrrt)
Switchin' up gears, Forgiato on her feet
Bust the AP, gotta turn to the team (hold on)
Thirty diamonds on me, huh, got my money out the streets (streets)
Ridin' with a brand new Tommy gun
Two thousand bullets if I squeeze it

Two hundred, huh, huh, huh, for a feature, huh, huh (for a feature)
You can't pay for that (huh, huh, huh)
Turn to a preacher, uh, uh (to a preacher)

Smokin' Anthrax ('Thrax), might cough that (woah)
Movin' that good work (work), that south pack (what)
Gotta off that (yeah, I gotta off), gotta off that (yeah, and I gotta off)
Gotta off that (yeah, gotta knock that bitch off)
Gotta off that (yeah, gotta knock that bitch off)
Gotta off that (yeah, gotta knock that bitch off)
Gotta off that (yeah, gotta knock that bitch off)
Gotta off that (yeah, gotta knock that bitch off)
Then relapse (yeah, yeah)

(Gotta knock that bitch off, uh, then relapse)
(Gotta knock that bitch off, ooh, you gotta off that)
(Gotta knock that bitch off, uh, uh)
(Gotta knock that bitch off, then relapse)
(Gotta knock that bitch off, they got you off, no)
(Gotta knock that bitch off, bitch, you gotta off that, off)
(Gotta knock that bitch off, gotta off that, off)
(Gotta knock that bitch off, gotta off that)