Get Off The Leash

Mm-mm, yeah

Ayy, get out the way, yeah

Stop playin' with me and lil' luis, man

Just got off the five, hahaha

Stop with that shit, man

Nah, they ain't even knowin' 'bout the leash, man

Get off that

Backwoods on the case

Backwood smoke it to the face

I'm not one of these little boys

I will really kill one of y'all niggas, man

I had to get off the leash

I had to block her and then go delete

Me and luis used to sleep in the street

Smoke gas, go to sleep, and repeat

Hit her raw and then I don't clean the sheets

Hit her, kick her out, and then go to sleep

Wake up count some money, then brush my teeth

I had to get off the leash and then go

So many times I could've killed yo' bro

So many times I could have smoked his pack

So many times yo' girl was rubbin' my back

So many times I could've stole yo' pack

Called up lil' maajins told him: Send me a pack

I kept it real 'cause I can't fold on my slatt

You kept it fake, I heard you told and you rat, gang

I got off the leash, told that boy to get lost

I got yo' bitch favorite song on TikTok

I'm in yo' house posted wit' a big Glock

I got a shooter, he lookin' like babysantana

He kinda little with some dreadlocks

Glock 19 wit' a beam at ya headtop

Pull out the ak-47, aim it at you, that's a dead opp

And I got that lil' nigga wonderin'

Like: What is this shit on my head? It's a red dot

And I wouldn't go fuck on that bitch

But I'm gettin' that throat 'cause that ho give the best top

I'm finna slide on that nigga three times wit' the k, think I'm in the klan

Bitch, I got a Glock 9, make him rewind, got a fuckboy pissin' his pants

If you tryna fuck, damn, you outta luck

Had to tell that bitch she ain't got a chance

Slide into yo' hood, nigga, like: What's good?

What's up in this wood? Nigga, that's yo' mans

What's up in this wood? Nigga, that's yo' brother

Damn, I got a cutter

You know my Glock got a dick, yo' Glock got a dick

No lil nas x, they fuckin' each other

And I'm not finna cap, I'm not with the funds

Let's put down the guns, let's see who is tougher

And I'm not finna cap, ya mom is a slut

Might pop out the cut and fuck on ya mother

And I'm not finna cap, when I hit from the back

That shit was a act, I'm yvngxchris tucker

And I'm not finna cap, post up in the trap

Bitch, I got the strap but yvngxchris tuck her (what?)

You get it? (nah)

But my nigga, that shit was simple (okay)

I heard that lil' nigga got class, in a second

I might give him early dismissal (okay)

And I really be lovin' my damn ak

But I might hit his ass with the pistol (okay)

And I might go hit him with the tec

Like a ref when he blowin' the whistle (like okay, bitch)