Monster Beats - f** Off lyrics

[Hook x6] f** off [Verse 1] OG Kush, OG Kush Hit her with that dope dick, now she hooked Oh she hooked, that's dem motherf**ing Withdrawals Came through in a low-low Left, came back, I done switched cars Walked through with my n***as, but I left with a stripper Her a** soft and my dick hard Just bought a red coupe, all i really have to do Say "soo-woo" and that b**h start Man you shouldn't have got me started Better go and find the toilet Cause I sh** on n***as when I'm pissed off Got a fresh pair of J's, stone washed jeans And some [?] to my head like Kriss Kross Live that rockstar life, pa** me the X Imma turn them b**hes up like sweet talk Ride with Chanel, lightin' up an L [?] Been on the real for the last 6 months When i wen't back home, had a box full of mail And I ran through a quarter pound in a week If you think a n***a lying, put the pot on the scale I'm about to f** up the rap industry I wrote a blueprint when i was locked in the cell [Hook x6] [Verse 2: Chanel West Coast] I ain't never say sh** that did a mean chick so nope I ain't sorry Tryna come up quick yellin out "f** it" in a black Aventador Wanna get rich quick, but it take work trick yep yep, true story Pull up to the crib off the sunset b**h car note two stories [?] i'm a motto, smoke trees like a yoko b**h please, i'm loco [?] ca-call me coco So we on tonight [?] are my bills, but my rhymes is light My goal's in sight Do I sing, do I rap, b**h both are tight [?] I got no motherf**ing time, homie [?] weak a** kicks singing bout the f**in' [?], homie Need a week in Capri on yacht, Imma dime, homie [?] better eat like it's lunch time, homie [Hook]