Off The Hook

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[Verse 1: Godemis]
Last thing I recall was I was turned up with the DJ
Pat shot, another Pat shot, passed out for like three days
Woke up to an orgy, like poor me and I couldn't look
Came to my senses, got naked and it was off the hook
I took uppers in that attic, downers in that basement
Fell into the sheet rock (sheet rock), left a wall with my face print
But don't trip 'cause it ain't shit, I keep a doctor on speed dial
Xannies in my back pocket, and Adderall in my weed pouch
Yeah, I'm off the hook, try again later, scratch surface, then layer
Speak backwards sin prayer, I'm Ray or John Mayer
City on lock like I'm mayor, hit the bomb drop, bet I'm there
Trigger up on top, respond flare, A.K.A. your mom's lair

[Hook: Godemis]
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something, better call me back
You flipping shit on me, now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive, could have a heart attack

[Post-Hook: Ubiquitous]
Somebody call the EMS, what they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time, party looking D-E-A-D
Check her, one two, double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain, now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit was off the hook, yeah!

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
Wanna hop in, 'cause I got them off top
When it come to the chopping, spin 'em in a hot wind
In the pocket when I clock in, and there ain't no other option
'Cause I rhyme sick and y'all high-pitched
Sounding like shit or like first gear
With the gas down, and that's not the look
Ces off the hook, it's y'all worst fear
Now the world hears that I won't stop
But I can't stop, I can't quit now
Got girls here in that same spot
With them tank tops and their tits out
Had a daydream that we made out and then made off
You got dicked down, I swear to God if I squint hard
It's like Baywatch in this bitch now, ah!
Running with the main boss
Another day off, I'm like "which town?" I gotta sit down
I stake off and my Jane boss and my pitch loud and I, ugh
Smoke it on stage, I don't give a fuck if it's allowed
Light up your blunt, that's if you're proud
Four hands up when I hit the crowd, see
Some they pay and some they go
Some complain and some they boast
Some people really do things and others saying some they wrote
Double dutchin' sayin' nothin' fucking playing, jumping rope
My shit bumping, type amazing find your way, ya compass broke
Hold up, hello?

[Hook: Godemis]
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something, better call me back
You flipping shit on me, now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive, could have a heart attack

[Post-Hook: Ubiquitous]
Somebody call the EMS, what they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time, party looking D-E-A-D
Check her, one two, double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain, now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit was off the hook, yeah!

[Verse 3: Joey Cool]
I was just minding my business, I wasn't in it
I don't know what happened, dog, I was sipping Jacky D
And next thing I know they offended
Hold up, just give me a minute
Admit that I was drinking like I was chasing a pendant
They gave me a shot of Patrón, a shot of crown and Hennessy
Don't make no sense to me
I don't know what the fuck has gotten into me
Niggas bugging tryna make me the enemy
Nothing compare to try to drain my energy
Fuck what you doin', Joey Cool an entity
Ain’t slowing down and I ain’t showing sympathy
We ain't related, homie, you ain't kin to me
Amateur hour, you gotta be kidding me
Look at me, dog, you're girl probably into me
You don't want problems, well it a be it a be
Curtain calls and that’s night night
Off the hook like that dial tone
Got me feeling like fight night
Make a path for them wild ones
I'm like hold up, nigga, hold up
Which one of y'all finna roll up?
'Cause this bitch ain't finna be popping here
Until me and my crew come showing up
A nigga off the chain, off the walls, off the ropes, ho off the hook
We get looked at an awful lot, and your ass just get awful looks
That's the shit that I'm talkin' 'bout
They're like "Coolie, man, you just rolling, bruh?"
Get used to this dope shit, 'cause that's that shit I'm known for
Ow!

[Hook: Godemis]
Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at
Must be out or into something, better call me back
You flipping shit on me, now what the fuck is up with that?
Don't be so hypersensitive, could have a heart attack

[Post-Hook: Ubiquitous]
Somebody call the EMS, what they need is an EKG
Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time, party looking D-E-A-D
Check her, one two, double check for the middywest
Where they bang beats
It be coming off the chain, now put it on the books
Better ask around, that shit was off the hook, yeah!