Killa (Goin' Off)

Dre Carr

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Dre Carr


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Ay I heard it's killa season
Nigga it's my season
Yeah bitch, it's Dre Carr baby
Bitch I'm goin' off, I be goin' off (Yeah, goin' off, ay)
Don't give a f*ck about a nigga who be showin' off (Ay, ay, hol' up)
You pussy niggas got the juice, bitch I got the sauce (I got the sauce, ay)
And I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga f*ck the law (F*ck 'em, ay)
So if you niggas got beef, come and serve it raw (Hol' up, yeah bitch)
Nigga come and catch these hammers to yo' fuckin jaw (Goin' off)
Nigga you thought, in reality you niggas soft
(They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay)
Dre Carr the boss, if you cross, you gon' take a loss
(They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay, ay)
Bitch I'm goin' off, yeah
It's the Dre Carr, steppin' in
Killer thoughts, evil grin (Yeah bitch)
Sneak dissin, you fire shots
Get shot down like Uncle Ben
Rap game, I'ma raise the bar
Hole in one, y'all hittin' par
Muhfuckas tryna drive me crazy
Like my name Carr with one R (Yeah bitch)
Think you know me, nah you don't know me
Snatch you up, I'm the real Kony
Startin' shit with me, I'ma be
At your neck like a bib homie
Makin' money, now they real phony
Actin' hard, nah they don't want it
Why these niggas keep playin' fuckin' games
We gon' have to make a deal Sony
La vida loca like the eses
I'll snatch your girl and make a sextape
Yeah I rent your girl like Redbox
Then I bring that hoe back the next day
Embarass y'all for six days, then Sunday is my rest day
This one track shittin' on your whole tape
This ain't even my best day
Not 21, but I'm still a savage
Got a straitjacket for you crooked (Yeah)
I don't give a f*ck if y'all pistol packin'
Nigga I'm the shit and y'all fuckin' maggots (Yeah bitch)
Get the f*ck up off me trick
Y'all niggas whack, I'm tryna get rich
Niggas fuckin' round gon' end up in a ditch, bitch I'm
Bitch I'm goin' off, I be goin' off (Yeah, goin' off, ay)
Don't give a f*ck about a nigga who be showin' off (Ay, ay, hol' up)
You pussy niggas got the juice, bitch I got the sauce (I got the sauce, ay)
And I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga f*ck the law (F*ck 'em, ay)
So if you niggas got beef, come and serve it raw (Hol' up, yeah bitch)
Nigga come and catch these hammers to yo' fuckin jaw (Goin' off)
Nigga you thought, in reality you niggas soft
(They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay)
Dre Carr the boss, if you cross, you gon' take a loss
(They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay, ay)
Bitch I'm goin' off, yeah
So I'm here now, here to stay
I"m comin' thru, don't stand in my way
If you rock wit' me, have a good day
If you don't then these are your last days
'Cause once I start, there's no stoppin'
There's goons knockin', it's pistols cockin
These haters talkin, now bodies droppin'
Dre got 'em scared, now doors lockin'
It's pussy poppin like pop rocks
Knock the pussy down like Jenga blocks
Hit it one night, three days later
Got the hoe still feelin' aftershock
Watch me whip a new Lexus hoe
Riding with an ambidextrous hoe
Gotta keep me a cup of dirty
Like Houston muhfuckin Texas hoe
Rap game, I'ma wreck it hoe
When I catch you, I'ma check you, oh
Now you wanna try and play it cool
When my kitchen knife is at your neck lil hoe (Yeah bitch)
Come and get you like a repo
These rappers my kids, my citos
I'ma slang your girl that wood
Like I was working at Home Depot
I'm your nightmare, don't fall asleep
When I spit the flame, you gon' feel the heat
Like warm nut on your bitch cheek
Then she rub it in like Maybelline
Get the f*ck up off me bitch
Y'all niggas whack I'm tryna get rich
Niggas fuckin' round, gon' end up in a ditch, bitch I'm
Bitch I'm goin' off, I be goin' off (Yeah, goin' off, ay)
Don't give a f*ck about a nigga who be showin' off (Ay, ay, hol' up)
You pussy niggas got the juice, bitch I got the sauce (I got the sauce, ay)
And I ain't goin' back to jail, nigga f*ck the law (F*ck 'em, ay)
So if you niggas got beef, come and serve it raw (Hol' up, yeah bitch)
Nigga come and catch these hammers to yo' fuckin jaw (Goin' off)
Nigga you thought, in reality you niggas soft
(They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay)
Dre Carr the boss, if you cross, you gon' take a loss
(They soft, they soft, they soft, they soft, ay, ay)
Bitch I'm goin' off, yeah

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Written by: Andre Caruthers

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