Going Off (Explicit) - Waka Flocka Flame

I could hear all them hater's going off

I could hear momma's cryin' at the coffins

If a ni**a try me I'mma off him

I think my phone tapped so talk with some caution

In the morning I can get you brown d I can get you good w**d

I can get you tan I'm talkin' about alicia keys

I can get ya mid-grade talking about a G a P

I can get ya crystal rocks I'm talkin' about that molly

Boy I love my hood so it's tatted on my body

These ni**a's mad when I pull up in that rari

I don't like to brag but they know I got an army

F**k with me I send them shooters put that on charlie

Automatic going off

I could hear momma's cryin' at the coffins

If a ni**a try me I'mma off him

I think my phone tapped so talk with some caution

In the morning I can get you brown d I can get you good w**d

I can get you tan I'm talkin' about alicia keys

I can get ya mid-grade talking about a G a p

I can get ya crystal rocks I'm talkin' about that molly

Back in my county we movin' like the gotti's

Flexin' with that ice on boy you a robbery

I can't talk to you if it ain't money

Ballin' like I'm hartfield j's hit the rock

Get the dancin' to the dougie say yo a** a dummie

Got the trap jumpin' the some double dutch

P**sy get your money up

F**k with me you double up triple up

If you ain't getting money then you f**kin' up

Playin' with my money then I'm sending red crew after you

I can see your momma cryin' front row at your funeral

Talkin' bout harming me you better watch

I'm from the southside where they bang red and blue

I could hear all them hater's going off

I could hear momma's cryin' at the coffins

If a ni**a try me I'mma off him

I think my phone tapped so talk with some caution

In the morning I can get you brown d I can get you good w**d

I can get you tan I'm talkin' about alicia keys

I can get ya mid-grade talking about a G a p

I can get ya crystal rocks I'm talkin' about that molly

If a ni**a try me rock-a-bye baby

Born in the eighties the crack era raised me

I'mma give 'em hell 'til these p**sy ni**a's cage me

Shout out to this microphone and scale that's what pays me

I'm sucker free bet a ni**a won't look wrong or even f**k with me

Bsm yeah we more than just a company

More we the mafia

P**sy boy we droppin' ya

Hollow tip shells got you singing like the opera

Fire your a** up like them candles during hanukkah

Drop it then they findin' ya

Wipe your family out like you're the punisher

Push a ni**a wig way back touch his yarmulke

I could hear all them hater's going off

I could hear momma's cryin' at the coffins

If a ni**a try me I'mma off him

I think my phone tapped so talk with some caution

In the morning I can get you brown d I can get you good w**d

I can get you tan I'm talkin' about alicia keys

I can get ya mid-grade talking about a G a p

I can get ya crystal rocks I'm talkin' about that molly