Trav - Goin Off lyrics

[Verse 1 – Trav] Big face rolling, can't take nothing from me But shots from the 40, y'all n***as so corny Y'all telling these stories, y'all n***as don't know me Y'all n***as annoy me, like [?] n***a Catching me in suit tie n***a, all you hear skkrt blooh blooh As the coupe ride n***a Turn the trap f** back, roofside n***a I'm bout to go ill, contact, off the OG k**er I'm an OG k**er, young n***a, low n***a OG Robert Johnson, potato on the trigger [?] on a n***a, I ain't playing no games though Shoulder strap, let it go like I'm Rambo More kicks than Landan, shawty whip like a Lambo These n***as be so p**y, all I see is cameltoes [Hook – Trav] All of my n***as be riding, I swear that their guns go off I don't be cuffing no b**hes, I swear I don't love no hoes I'm different from these other n***as Find out when you f**ing real n***as Imma always be a real n***a Yo b**h gon always love a real n***a The hood gon always f** a real n***a Cuz Imma always be a real n***a [Verse 2 – King Jigg] I'm Nicholas Cage with the K, all of my shooters they spray Choppers they rip off a face, he down for a homi and stretch out the case Riding with my n***as, ain't sh** changed n***as want to do me like 2chainz Shooters on deck if you look strange Get a n***a's head scratched off like loose change Swerving, switching lanes in the big range b**hes want to f**, see the guap chain Went to see the j**eler, cashed out Never seen [?] for the bright lane Trav, where they make these n***as? [?] cloth, we don't waste these n***as 45 get, we don't place these n***as 4 rock where my shooters at, where your n***as [?] call, on the way they got to shoot me Caesar M76 in the hoopty Your baby mama see me on [?] Now that lil b**h want to suit me 150 grand for the Bently, [?] parked on the drive sh** 50 bands dropped in the strip club That's a little light show, no option [Hook]