Hannah Laing & RoRo
Off Da Walls
I'm just going off da walls
I blow up the plug I always make them calls
And you a tadpole, I'm a shark like I am jaws
If you talk i'll put a 50 to yo jaw
And I know I can get on
I can't even stop
Ima pick up everytime that money call
I know that shit be rough out here and I can't have it all
I'm just living how I want, nah i ain't living by the law
I be kinda bored
Ruff ruff you know I got a dog
And you know my savages will be there in 1 call
They walk up to your doorbell, they don't ring it they don't call
And you like who they are
Who they are
And no they ain't no stars, but life she look just like a star
And I be lowkey, but I be cooling with the stars
I feel like I'm a martian how I'm cooling out with mars
And you eating just like Marvin, then you know that you gon' starve
When I walk in ain't no pardon me
I walk in with the chart
You acting like you ball
But you ain't take a charter
I'm just off a double cup, no I can't even double park
I'm just going off da walls
And I think you the type to get your salad tossed
Got foreigns back to back can't even use a garage
I don't want a job, I wanna be Steve Jobs
She going back and forth back and forth, just like hee haw
I'm like whats that in ya pot? I know that is rerock
Call up smoke camp chino depot
Call me biggie smalls, you can call me lil teapot
Call me Mr. Meet My Mop
Call me Mr. Purple in a Pot
Call me 50 shots
No .50 cents, got 50 Glocks
That mop
I up a lot of mops
Got a mop, that's a broomstick
And now they talk a lot, and now they talk a lot
I know she wanna sue me, call me Susan
I be talking Glocks and chops, and yeah I use it
I be off the pot, yeah I be off the tooka sticks
I know my gun is hot, but I be on my cool shit
Cooling with a thot, she just wanna hold my unit
I just wanna ball, I wish that I can ball right away
But I can't
I gotta take a break, gotta take care of my fam
I'm just going off da walls
I blow the plug phone up I always make them calls
He like flash man, what you want?
You a boss
Steady talking bout slugs, but never wanna go to clubs
Can't bring my pistol in the party, I don't want a Glock
Them forgiatos crawl and then I pause
I'm a dog like I got paws
And I be blowing on that strong
You somewhere you not supposed to be
Man where do you belong