Off The Books lyrics

[Intro]
You better watch yo step
Uh
Yeah
c*nt Mafia, uh
Yeah
You better watch yo step

[Verse 1]
Hypothetically, my rhymes could never be the death of me
That's why these n*ggas and b*tches, they try to get the best of me
Over the phone and on the street tryna kick it to me
Telling me some things but I pay it, so listen see
Quay Dash ain't none of these b*tches that try to be all in ya business
I got things to do, like do my makeup or worry about my fitness
I try to ignore these motherf*ckers but these b*tch ass n*ggas
Keep coming around tryna f*ck my luck up
Never stuck up, but I'm b*tchy on any occasion
Go and get my nails done, real pretty by plenty of Asians
And I keep two n*ggas, with dark brown cue figures
Body real tight, them don't be lovin' no crew n*ggas
You keeps a ugly b*tch by your side
While I'm cruisin' around with my dude in a pretty ride
Rolling blunts inside
Doing what we do, gettin' high till the day we die and
[Chorus]
Yeah, just bounce that sh*t
All of my pretty b*tches, just bounce that sh*t
Uh, yeah, guys with big di*ks
And enough chips to make these hoes bounce that sh*t
Uh, yeah, just bounce that sh*t
All of my pretty b*tches, just bounce that sh*t
Uh, yeah, guys with big di*ks
And enough chips to make these hoes bounce that sh*t

[Verse 2]
Now here I am, chillin' in the 212
I got my shawty by my side and my two live crew
Makin' noise, wakin' the hood, f*ck they gon' do?
I got my man by my side and 'bout two guns too
Who am I mothaf*cka? I'm the queen of the underground
Exotic black b*tch that weigh about a hundred pounds
Sit on yo man's face, while his toes touch the ground
Have his baby mama saying "who dat makin' f*ckin' sounds?"
Yeah, 'cause I'm about that life
f*ckin' n*ggas in the dark 'cause I don't like lights
You's a weak ass hoe, I heard you lost that fight
You's a fat muthaf*cka so you took that bite
How these faggots tryna talk but they pants too tight?
as*h*le so sore, you got f*cked that night
I don't really dig your presence so get out my sight
And I'll see you in November when you book that flight
Now relax, most of these b*tches is straight whack
You can't get sh*t while you layin' on ya back
I attack, that super ninja combat
Shooting at you mothaf*ckas like bap bap, take that
I'm badder than you
These little hoes they think they pretty
And these hoes ain't really cute
[Outro]
sh*t, no way
Yeah, BK all day
Uh, BX all day
Yeah, c*nt Mafia all day
You better watch yo step