Off to the Races
[Produced by toflito]
[Intro]
Lord! Ha!
(toflito, you made it)
Four's up in this bit- (huh)
[Chorus: Lord $hredda & RTG]
Look, Homie keep that .5 like a Bible, that bitch sacred (sheeeesh)
He down to ride like [?] (Ha!)
That type shit you don't play with (Ha!)
Bitch I'm a goat but I ain't talking like satan
Gotta do what fuck nigga foul like a fragrence (Oh Lord!)
It's a full sprint if we all off to the races (SHOOT)
Take you back to the bases, Worst nightmare like I'm Jason
I don't really know how to love unless [I'm on?] occasion (ayy)
She want me to feel but I'm emotionally vacant
[Verse 1: RTG]
[My murder pressure to me like the hotter?]
Moonwalk in this bitch with the stars in it (bling)
All you nigga really funny like Martin (Ha!)
Playing with me, I your face on the carton
I get lonely with my glick, like a cartoon
(Stop playing gangster, we know you are a goon)
I don't conversate, I'm done did the arguments
Let my anger out, I'm not bout to bottle it
My bih body on some bottle shit (Bam!)
.45 ripped the U on your partner shit
Boom Man! (Man it'll rip through ya cartilage)
([?] blessing [?])
If I ain't ridin' for my bro, what you calling it?
I eat lil baby hanable
Lefty
She asked for the weed, I'm not here for it (What?)
[?] We smokin on gas, son is preassure I hit him one time
Hit her for one time only on the dresser (Damn)
[Chorus: Lord $hredda]
Homie keep that .5 like a baller, that bitch sacred
He down the raw like [?]
That type shit you don't play with
Bitch I'm a goat but I ain't talking like satan
Gotta do what fuck n*gga foul like a flagrant
It's a full sprint if we all off to the races
Take you back to the bases, Worst nightmare like I'm Jason
I don't really know how to love unless it's [I'm on?] occasion ([I'm on occasion?])
She want me to feel but I'm emotionally vacant
[Verse 2: Lord $hredda]
Going for the gold if I'm off to the races
All white on, and my bitch might think I'm racist
Nah, I was chasing money now I let it chase me
Ooh she love the smell of me. The money is the fragrance
Armed and Dangerous, shooting and they aiming
If you a shooting star, I'm aiming at the faming
Talk down, leave you dead on the pavement
My homie "Trigger Finger" itching till it's painless (yeahhh, yeah, yeah)