Wheezy - Off the Land lyrics

[Chorus] The man with the plan, I ain't playin', I'm 'bout business Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen If I go to jail, you n***as will never come and visit You think she breast feedin' me, how I'm s**in' on her titties [Verse 1] I'm paintin' pictures, everythin' I say you see it vivid Lil' Kodak makin' movies, I have you feelin' like you in it I don't make no bubblegum music, I spit that real sh** You don't live this life, when you hear my songs, you'll feel like you lived it I don't got no lady 'cause these b**hes never like to listen Gettin' bread every day, I graduated from biscuits I don't do karate, so why lil' shawty wanna kick it? The Audi got four rings, it think a n***a in the Olympics I be money-launderin' I got zero tolerance When I get home I gotta hit (baby) You better be in your lingerie (baby) [Chorus] The man with the plan, I ain't playin', I'm 'bout business Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen If I go to jail, you n***as will never come and visit You think she breast feedin' me, how I'm s**in' on her titties [Verse 2] Ain't talkin' Disney but I had to get it off the land When you see me, I'm booted up, ain't talkin' Timberland No not Boy RD but free my n***as in the can How can you even sleepin' knowin' that you ratted on your man? Like a newborn baby, how I'm s**in' on her breast I got two fingers up her dress and she already wet I'm calculatin' every move, this sh** like playin' chess AR-15 with the scope just like I'm Ron Artest All you b**hes, you can't touch this like I'm MC Hammer Where were you when I was cuttin' dope with Arm & Hammer? When I was jumpin' in them houses like I'm f**in' Santa They send me to the slammer, you won't even send a letter [Chorus] The man with the plan, I ain't playin', I'm 'bout business Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen If I go to jail, you n***as will never come and visit You think she breast feedin' me, how I'm s**in' on her titties