OFF WIT HIS HEAD - Chief Keef

Ayy, ayy

Niggas at your freakin' head

Click-clack, niggas really scared (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Niggas at your freakin' head, click-clack, really scared

I’ma run these motherfuckin' people just like Diddy did

Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses

Savage just like Beans, that’s who Beanie Sigel is

Up them poles, heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit

Pistol beatin' shit, you don’t know what pistol beatin' is

Ridin' 'round town, prayin' to God with the SIG

Smoke a nigga like a cig', bang, off with his head, ayy

Better play with your bitch, you better play with your kids

My niggas, they savages, you better play with your ear

On the jet, on the Lear like I’ll perform in here

I got my gun in here, so be alarmed in here

You want beef?

There’s farms in here, a lotta armor in here, ayy

Boy, we got the llamas here, them stupid choppers here, ayy

Leave you where you stand, you gon' need a doctor in here

I brought my guap in here, I can pay your doctor bills

Pay your mama bills, pay your partner bills

Pay a lotta bills, pay my bank deposit bills

I got a lotta clips, I drive a lotta whips

Like I’m at the casino, I won a lotta chips

I brought my mop in here, that dirty bop in here

It’ll bop your eyeballs, it’ll bop your ear

I brought my mop in here, hey, dirty bop in here, ayy (Click-clack)

It’ll bop your eyeballs and it’ll bop your ear, bang

Niggas at your freakin' head, click-clack, really scared

I’ma run these motherfuckin' people just like Diddy did

Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses

Savage just like Beans, that’s who Beanie Sigel is

Up them poles, heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit

Pistol beatin' shit, you don’t know what pistol beatin' is

Ridin' 'round town, prayin' to God with the SIG

Smoke a nigga like a cig', bang, off with his head, ayy

Smokin' on this Tooka, plottin' on a million

Got a lotta children, these niggas my children

Try to smoke some Tooka, this shit, it might kill you

Tryna get some money, my nigga, I feel you

Coolin' with the Glo, ayy, that’s my La Familia

For my family, I’ll kill ya, at the red light, drill ya

Pull up on you slow, ride off like a Steeler

I think I’m from Pittsburgh, bitch, I got my steel up

'Member bein' a stealer, your car could get peeled up

Baby, I heard your car on E, fuck with me, it get filled up

When I look in the mirror, I see a young black nigga

That made it out the Southside where the fuckin' drills was

Ridin' with my tooly, and I’m down to drill ya

Waste your ass, spill ya, Flintstone, Fred and Wilma

She gon' give me coochie 'til my fuckin' deal up

It can go down anytime, but I’m still up

Niggas at your freakin' head, click-clack, really scared

I’ma run these motherfuckin' people just like Diddy did

Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses

Savage just like Beans, that’s who Beanie Sigel is

Up them poles, heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit

Pistol beatin' shit, you don’t know what pistol beatin' is

Ridin' 'round town, prayin' to God with the SIG

Smoke a nigga like a cig', bang, off with his head, ayy

(Damn, that’s Surreal right there?)

(Off The Wall Gang)