FTC - Off me lyrics

[Hook] p**y ahh n***a tryna come up off me f** what you heard Gucci with the Robin jeans I done made a million dollars now I'm ready for the three Got yo main on the line tryna hop up on the team. (X2) [Verse 1] Why you tryna come up off my name, youse a lame Homie stay up in yo muthaf**ing lane, always on my dick Always Talking f**ing sh**, boy you needa get a grip, shove my dick all up in the clit (drip) [Hook] p**y ahh n***a tryna come up off me f** what you heard Gucci with the Robin Jeans I done made a million dollars now I'm ready for the three Got yo main on the line tryna hop up on the team. (X2) [Verse 2] Now I can't deny it use a f**ing sack rider You will neva Eva Eva neva blow like f**ing me How could ah chick like ya? She could read that ima rider Uh couple grand have some demons slap you with that f**ing fire! [Hook] repeat (X2) [Verse 3] So many n***as wanna see me fall then they wonder why my attitude is muthaf** em all I be all up in the mall, mac'n on ya f**ing broad Now I'm all up in her draws, pa** her off like Chris Paul, ya [Hook] repeat (X2) [Outro] Never let some one come up off your muthaf**ing name That's a muthaf**ing violation. sh**, you might as well let them spit in your face and you not do a damn thing about it Get money, 2017, n***a, FTC, (Flight team stand up) [Hook] repeat (X2)