mumble rap is good - off the leash lyrics
[intro: yung man 11]
smokin’ on kief
call up the chief, smokin’ on kief
i’m off the leash
[chorus: yung man 11]
pockets like sheesh! i’m going ham, i’m off the leash!
who wants the beef, call up the chief, smokin’ on kief (kief kief)
packin’ a lip, beat be hittin’ like pistol whip (like pistol whip)
eatin’ the spliff, empty the clip, tickle the tip (2x)
[verse 1: yung man 11]
on a pill, on the krokodil i count a hundred mil
nah for real, meth all in my system gotta get my fill
im a fiend, rapping turns my pennies into dollar bills
fentanyl xans got me ill, yeah i need my skrilla
mom gimme crack (crack!), mom gimme the pack, gimme the acid tab (acid!)
i need my spice, k2 is nice, don’t check the price
i’m out in these streets, i’m eating mice i’m covered in lice
and i’ll steal your bike, but gimme a mic and i get that money like yikes!
and i put meth in pipes, i put crack in pipes
and yo girl got piped, don’t come close i bite
i’m on dmt, i’m on pcp
i’m on mescaline, i have copd
switchin’ my flow up, lean when i po’ up, heroin made me glo up
meth lab is poppin’ eatin’ on poppy, mumble rap we boutta blow up
perc got me slow up, i’m doin donuts, brand new rari i pulled up
eatin’ on quaalude, i am a g-y dude, i might just have to throw up (yuck)
[chorus: yung man 11]
pockets like sheesh! i’m going ham, i’m off the leash!
who wants the beef, call up the chief, smokin’ on kief (kief kief)
packin’ a lip, beat be hittin’ like pistol whip (like pistol whip)
eatin’ the spliff, empty the clip, tickle the tip (2x)
[verse 2: wannabe20xx]
done
off the leash, lettin’ loose
stayin’ on the krokodil, uh, yeah i’m gone
all my friends are gone thankst to opioids
yeah, uh, it don’t matter i be on that k2
yeah, uh, this ain’t news, shoutout me too
she was on the drugs, and you already know the rest
lay it to rest, lay it down on the table
imma go down, rappers go down
they buy all my sh-t, then they stop comin’ ’round
splash a little white death in the f-ckin’ mix yeah, uh
make it hit, yeah, uh, i’m a reaper in this b-tch, they gonna feel all of my sh-t
they don’t stop, they will come back, lace it? i don’t know that
take it get a throwback, take your nose and snort that
uh, how you feel? are you dead yet
if not com back let’s face that
[chorus: yung man 11]
pockets like sheesh! i’m going ham, i’m off the leash!
who wants the beef, call up the chief, smokin’ on kief (kief kief)
packin’ a lip, beat be hittin’ like pistol whip (like pistol whip)
eatin’ the spliff, empty the clip, tickle the tip (2x)
[verse 3: ramsus]
yeah i take morphine, opioids and cocaine
i got a lotta sh-t that really screws with my brain
but it’s okay, cause i say that sh-t just for fame
and i screwed last night, but i forgot her name (yuck)
i know that sounds so stupid and cliche
but these drugs make me stressed til my hair turns gray
p-ss the boof pack, but that sh-t’s weak
gimme digoxin while i’m chillin with my boy meek
i’m a crack addict, i get all the crack hoes
bookin’ msg out, come see us at our shows
we’ll do some drugs while on stage
wastin’ all my money on drugs cause i work minimum wage
but that’s alright cause i don’t want no future
but you and me go together like suture
i’m keep doing drugs cause that’s all me (yuck)
and grow up broke cause that’s who i wanna be
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