Off the Wock - KD Osama

Hey (Ayy, Mitch) Bought some Wock, not to drink, just to keep in stock (Slatt) Got a stick way too big, I could kill a fox (Grrt) Hundred thousand dollars cash, spent it in a stock (That cash) Sixty eights on my ass, two millies in my Glock (You see) I can't cop no Aston Martin (Broke), that shit for the broke (No, no) I got me a new Lamborghini (Skrrt), it came with remotes (Yes) My bitch came from overseas, we fuck and she get choked (She fine) Outside with the goons and robbers, all white like the pope (Ooh, yeah) For the forty-fifth time, I'm good everywhere (On God) Big boy Ferrari, drop the top, it's red like February (Skrrt) Ten-carat earrings, a hundred grand, no kizzy (Ya dig?) This bitch geekin' off a school bus, she Miss Frizzie (Beep) Her best friend took too much boot, she too dizzy (Too dizz) I'm about to put 'em both in a figure-four Check a nigga out (Yeah), I'm that nigga that get shit done (Yeah) Tweetin' on my phone in the bath like Rev Run (Yeah, on God) Concrete boy, it's that new test ride on Big Pun (My bank) Got like five different APs, who want one? (Yeah, AP) It's a fact (Yes), I'ma always (Yes) get it done (I do) These niggas my sons and I'm 50 Cent (No love) Ridin' 'round (Yeah) in a Bentley (Yeah) and it got me bent (Yeah) This bitch thirsty, she need more water, you folks are Flint (Water) Bought some Wock, not to drink, just to keep in stock Got a stick way too big, I could kill a fox (Grrt) Hundred thousand dollars cash, spent it in a stock (That cash) Sixty eights on my ass, two millies in my Glock (You see) I can't cop no Aston Martin (Broke), that shit for the broke (No, no) I got me a new Lamborghini (Skrrt), it came with remotes (Yes) My bitch came from overseas, we fuck and she get choked (She fine) Outside with the goons and robbers, all white like the pope (Ooh, yeah) For the forty-fifth time, I'm good everywhere (On God) Big boy Ferrari, drop the top, it's red like February (Skrrt) I'm just tryna fuck her from the back with no issues We already know you goin' broke (Yes), keep your tissues Too much fuckin' money (Ooh) I've been making (Yes), I won't diss you Niggas plottin' on me, that's okay 'cause I tote pistols (Yeah, brrt) Niggas count me out, shit, that's okay 'cause I count money Fuck bein' in yo' top five, my mama's countin' hundreds (On God, Lousy)

Hundred blue and all ba-, hey Hundred ball and all blues on me, hmm Hundred off, hehe, what up, Helly? Yeah Bitch, alright, back to it, huh Hundred ball in all- Hundred ball in-, huh, yeah (Helluva made this beat, baby) Hundred ball in all blues on me, bitch think I'm Crip In the deep, great white, don't think I'm shrimp G-O-A-T, shit, bitch, I think I'm him Gotta be ten plus with me to think I'm kin We are not cousins, we are not nothing Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, turn around, we are not hugging If I hear it's up, guarantee I got the Glock jumping 'Miris or the Ksubis or the PURPLE's, I don't rock Hudson's Threw the beam on the Glock 'cause it comes in handy Shot his legs off, he took the bag and tried to Running Man me Hundred dollar plates every meal, bitch, my stomach fancy I was young as hell loving pape', you was in love with candy I was young as hell masked up, before Halloween I was young as hell on that one shit, counting cheese I was young as hell on that court, hoped they scouted me Now, I'm balling on whoever once doubted me Told the bitch get the fuck on if she ain't throwing neck Zaza, Turtle Pie, this ain't motor breath Ten toes, bitch, I'm with the Reaper, all he know is step Backwood full of Runtz, swear I ain't joking, neph' Rapstar, walk around with a frozen neck Reach for a chain, hitman lay your soul to rest Skinny motherfucker, buffs on, all I know is flex Could've been a broke motherfucker, but I chose a check Could've been poor, but I'm rich now Turnt the city up, the first video on Richtown HipHop Lab, big threats, bitch, I'm lit now ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, don't get blicked down Red beam on old dog nose, he a big clown Unky moving through the 'bows, this his fifth pound Thousand dollar sneaks, I'd take your ass to Drip Town Hitman Mr. Headshot, you better get down You better try and run and flee, you better tuck and duck Big Bad Wolf, the Backwood finna huff and puff Working magic with the Visas, Hufflepuff In a spaceship, high as hell, finna hover up Three of red, turn my Mountain Dew into martian juice Push the lil' button, finna start the coupe This shit chess, so you better play your smartest move Put that lil' gun down, you ain't got the heart to shoot If we down two, I got a three in me Bitch talk loose, I'm on her head like a beady bead Y3 joggy, Kanye's, I got Adida feet In the scam house, same block, you can see a fiend Cous' in the trap, fuck around with some P's of beans Lil' lightskin, pretty bitch like Alicia Keys Ever get some real cheese, gotta feed your team Wear Crocs on some millionaires, I'm just being me Hehe, ayy, ShittyBoyz What up, Helly? Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, ShittyBoyz

(Three) (Three) Open that door, nigga, shut it I got two bad bitches and them hoes is Russian Pssh, pssh, pssh (DN, DN, DN) Shut the fuck up, nigga, shut it I am not listening to you 'cause you bluffing Pssh, no, no, hey (DN, DN, DN) I cannot count on no loving I walk in the club and y'all hoes started blushing Mwah, pssh, mwah (Pssh, pssh) Shut the fuck up, nigga, shut it I am not listening 'cause you sipping 'Tussin Pssh, ew, no, no, huh (Three) I cannot fuck with no capping-ass ho, y'all be sad But be claiming a good time I'm singing this bitch like an opera I'm singing this bitch like I'm having a good time You fucking on fake bitty nasty She fucking with me 'cause I'm blasting, yeah And I got a beam on the gat Just in case I catch you in traffic (Traffic) I'm not on the market no more I'm in love and I put in passion (Passion) They still gon' know it's me, even though it's Rona I'm masked-ed, ha I don't know how I got money I guess you can say I attract it, yeah (I don't know) Ain't no nigga fucking with me 'causе I am a fu-fucking faggot, yeah Open that door, nigga, shut it I got two bad bitches and thеm hoes is Russian Pssh, pssh Shut the fuck up, nigga, shut it I am not listening to you 'cause you bluffing Pssh, bluffing, no, bluffing, no, hey (Three) I cannot count on no loving I walk in the club and y'all hoes started blushing Mwah, pssh, pssh, mwah (Pssh) Shut the fuck up, nigga, shut it I am not listening 'cause you sipping 'Tussin Pssh, ew (Sipping some 'Tussin, not Wock', sipping some 'Tussin, not Wock') Pssh

I'm better off without you (Elvis) Grrah, like, what? (And it's finally clear to see) Every opp shot (the person I was missing) Osama shit, nigga, gang (it's not you, it's me) Now I'm better off without you (grrah, grrah) And it's finally clear to see (stop tryna -, like, what?) The person I was missing (like, O-Y-O -, like, O-Y-O -) It's not you, it's me (grrah, grrah-grrah, boom) Better without you, just me and my chrome (I'm better off without you) I'm like, "Baby just leave me alone" (grrah-grrah, damn) Pop out the cut just to see what he on (on bro) (and it's finally clear to see) If he move, he get one in his dome (grrah-grrah, boom) She act bad, she act boujee (grrah) (the person I was missing) Off the Migos, she shakin' that booty (booty) Like shake that, girl (it's not you, it's me) You my ride or die bitch, tryna give you the world (like, shake that shit) Is you flockin' for me? (On bro) (I'm better off without you) Is you ridin' for me? Is you dyin' with me? (Damn) Got tw opps I been dyin' to see (like, grrah-grrah) (and it's finally clear to see) Let's take a trip, stop hidin' from me (word) Keep it on me, they plottin' on me (the person I was missing) Like, everything dead, I ain't coppin' the plea's (grrah-grrah, boom) See the opps, I'ma flock at the V (it's not you, it's me) Like, I throw eight, DD flock fifteen (on bro) Yeah, they say I be thuggin' a lot (grrah, like, what?) (without you) Yeah, they say I be buggin' a lot (grrah) I keep me a chop, can't go out like rah (rah, rah) (and it's finally clear to see) Learned that when (sh-) got shot (damn) And I'm on my bullshit (like) (the person I was missing) 2022, I'm 'bout to go stupid (on bro) Whole gang comin' up (it's not you, it's me) O to the Y, we move ruthless, like (what?) You say you tryna pack you a O-Y (now, I'm better off without you) But you ran on your mans then he died (Lotti) EFS, while we spin the SevSide (and it's finally clear to see) Got a gun on my hip wit' a sight (grrah-grrah, boom) Never lack, can't go out like Nazzy (the person I was missing) I see a opp, yeah, I'm shootin' like Scottie (damn) Notti he with me, gon' oot with his right (Like, he -) (it's not you, it's me) He spot a opp, he takin' they life (grrah) See a Gz I'ma up on my gun (on bro) (now, I'm better off without you) Do that hit then go on a run (grrah-grrah, damn) DDot don't play, he'll do it for fun (like, like) (and it's finally clear to see) He spot a opp, he makin' them run (The person I was missing) Grrah, grrah, grrah, every opp shot (grrah-grrah, boom) (it's not you) Every opp shot (like), nigga (like) (it's me) Suck my dick We ride four deep in the V (better off without you) Two O's in the back, one knock each seat (on bro) Got a bop and she suckin' the team (and it's finally clear to see) And it's still free the rock he ain't coppin' the plea (bitch) Me and Notti be totin' berettas (the person I was missing) If we see a opp, he get poked through the sweater Grrah, grrah, grrah (grrah-grrah-grrah) (it's not you, it's me) If we see a opp, he get poked through the sweater Ayo JJ, actin' kuu with the deuce (now, I'm better off without you) He could get shot if he jackin' the Two Word to my mother, I'ma up it and - (and it's finally clear to see) I said word to my mother, I'ma up it and boom And niggas be chattin' like they make the rules (like, what?) (The person I was missing) Why they rap about shit they ain't do? Smokin' on Rah, he got hit in his head (it's not you, it's me) Catch sha, put the beam to his dreads (Now, I'm better off without you) Grrah, grrah, like, every opp shot, damn (and it's finally clear to see) Suck my dick, like, mm-mm-mmm (the person I was missing) (It's not you, it's me) (aye) Better without you, just me and my chrome (Better without you, just me and my chrome) (wow, I'm better off without you) I'm like, "Baby just leave me alone" (I'm like, "Baby just leave me alone") Pop out the cut just to see what he on (and it's finally clear to see) If he move, he get one in his dome She act bad, she act boujee (she act bad, she act boujee) (the person I was missing) Off the Migos, she shakin' that booty (Off the Migos she shakin' that booty) Like shake that, girl (It's not you, it's me) You my ride or die bitch, tryna give you the world, grrah (you my ride or die bitch, tryna give you the world, grrah) I'm better off without you And it's finally clear to see (got some opps I been dyin' to see) Let's take a trip, stop hidin' from me (the person I was missing) Keep it on me, they plottin' on me (it's not you, it's me) See the opps, I'ma flock at the V like -