J.I.D

J.I.D – Off Deez Lyrics

Off Deez by J.I.D FEAT. J. Cole


[J.I.D, Lil Jon & Valee]
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
J.I.D, woah s**t, woah s**t, woah s**t
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Please, please

[J.I.D]
Get off my d**k, get off my d**k
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this s**t
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
N***a talkin’ that s**t, now I’m talkin’ my s**t
Get off my d**k, get off my d**k
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this s**t
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
N***a talkin’ that s**t, now I’m talkin’ my s**t

[J.I.D]
Okay, East Atlanta playboy, don’t got much to say, boy
Cradle to the grave, and it’s been like this since a slave, boy
It ain’t s**t to pull up, pick the f*****g tool up
Screaming hallelujah, pushing daisies and some tulips (Hi guys, hi, hi)
Itty bitty b***h, n****s in the city finna pull up with a stick
Dirty with the d**k
Seen you in a minute, n***a, put you in cement
Anybody get a n***a, anybody get
Shouts to the Chi, n***a poppin’ this s**t
Got the drop in your crib, in the spot where you live
If you talking that s**t, n***a, stop it
I’m a God, I’m a king, I’m a giant
N***a not trying, come to my side
Eastside guy, better been mumbai
D.I.Y, T.I.Y, I’ma try, I’ma die for what I believe in
We like to feast and I try to eat, edible meat
I am not an animal, a beast
Riding with the hammer on the seat
Shotgun, shotgun, hand on my heat
Bad man, bad man, land of my freed
Young n***a get life, let the white folks be
Online beef, not my motif
.45 me, ta-ta, go sleep
Don’t mind little ole me, little OG
J.I.D, I came in on the boat, see
May I be the cold n***a with the most heat
N****s know bro, you don’t know me

[J.I.D]
Get off my d**k, get off my d**k
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this s**t
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
N***a talkin’ that s**t, now I’m talkin’ my s**t
Get off my d**k, get off my d**k
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this s**t
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
N***a talkin’ that s**t, now I’m talkin’ my s**t

[J. Cole]
Hey, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Legend out the 2-6 (Woah), y’all know who the truth is (Woah)
Crazy like a movie by the n***a Stanley Kubrick (Woah)
Perfect time to pop up (Woah)
Wet you like the hot tub (Woah)
Clean up Aisle 7, damn somebody get it mopped up (Woah)
Pull up on the block, eeny meeny miny moe
You and every n***a that you know is getting popped
Walk up on a n***a a*s sitting in the box
Tryna sneak diss, then I’m pickin’ up the Glock
I squeeze this, and I’m pickin’ up the top
Stars she kiss, yeah, I’m pickin’ all the locks
Pickin’ on a n***a way bigger than I got
Bigger than the n***a that was Kindergarten cop
Terminator s**t, I’m a robot
With the chrome .45 that most don’t got
One false move, get your moto shot
Turn a n***a whip to a photo op
Click, click, click, and the flows don’t stop
‘Til I got more cream than Cold Stone got
Like a boatload, n***a I’ma float on top
‘Til the grass don’t grow and the wind don’t blow
When the po-po don’t kill n****s no more
I bought a thirty round extendo
If a n***a wanna duck, then I’m playing duck hunting
Real life not on Nintendo
Looking out the window like Malcolm X with the rifle
Climb the steps up the Eiffel
Barely broke a bead of sweat, woah
Many hope to be the best, oh
Can not f**k with me the [?] though
J.I.D the closest thing to me
C’est la vie, my vocal range pudding
Blood stains on Notre Dame hoodies
Hello fiends, I bought novocaine plus dopamine
You can load your veins with the product I slang
N****s gon’ honor my name
Boy, I’m a God in this game
Y’all n****s hummin’ and sounding the same
Not in my lane so I can’t complain
Me and Ben Frank got a damn good thing going on
Way more than a random fling
Cole and J.I.D with a tandem, n****s can’t stand ’em
Got a new anthem, look at my whip
Slit at my wrist, suicide, suicide doors on my phantom

[J.I.D & J. Cole ]
Get off my d**k, get off my d**k
.40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
Cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
Hannibal, Hannibal, look what I did
Edible, edible, got the munchies
But I got the bungees, I’ma jump off this s**t
But I bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
N***a talkin’ that s**t, now I’m talkin’ my s**t

[J.I.D, DJ Drama & Valee]
Get off my d**k (yeah), get off my d**k (woah)
Get off my d**k (yeah), get off my d**k (woah)
Get off my d**k (yeah), get off my d**k (yeah)
Get off my d**k (yeah), get off my d**k (yeah)
Get off my d**k (woah), get off my d**k (uh)
Get off my d**k (yeah), get off my d**k (get off my)
Get off my d**k (yeah), get off my d**k (woah)
Get off my d**k (yeah), get off my d**k (woah), okay
Sucka!
Something special, J.I.D, Cole, Drama
Dreamville
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney


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