O.T. Genasis – Go Off Lyrics

Go Off Lyrics by O.T. Genasis

I don’t understand why niggas acting cheap. Like you don’t want to spend no money. Start holding onto it nigga

I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off
Fuck that cost, I’ma boss, fuck that cost, I’ma boss
I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off
Fuck that cost, I’ma boss, fuck that cost, I’ma boss

Run that check, make that bet
Fuck these hoes, get that neck
Trick that cash, blow that shit
She gon’ dance, throw that shit
Get Saks Fifth, I’m at Gucci
They bring champagne when I’m at Coochie
Valentino got me looking like I’m in the army
Got a bitch shotgun looking like a Barbie
Seeder Hills, yeah I pay for that
Heard that’s your bitch, why she broke? Where your paper at
Nigga looking too fly, gotta dust me off
Money coming too fast, watch me fuck it up

I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off
Fuck that cost, I’ma boss, fuck that cost, I’ma boss
I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off
Fuck that cost, I’ma boss, fuck that cost, I’ma boss

Serve that weight, go to work
Sip the purp, smoke that purp
Try that fitted, buy that shit
Your bitch DM, I slide that shit
Make your break keep coming
Fuck that hate dog, keep it coming
Get that bag, spend that bag
She ain’t tryna fuck, send that cash
Nigga talking but I think he’s scared to spend money
Real street nigga, I ain’t scared to spend money
Bag it up, get it back
Run it up, get it back

I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off
Fuck that cost, I’ma boss, fuck that cost, I’ma boss
I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off, I’ma go off
Fuck that cost, I’ma boss, fuck that cost, I’ma boss

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