Correction Paroles Off The Wall par midwxst

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[Chorus]
I'm off the wall like some motherfuckin' Vans
I'm crushin' my competition like a can
Feel like I'm Jojo, I'm switchin' my stand
Wake up in the mornin' and feel like the man
I'm high as fuck and I'm talkin' demand
Been makin' fire, go get me a fan
I'm smokin' that broccoli, feel like I'm DRAM

[Verse]
Cuttin' her off 'cause that bitch was too toxic
I'm throwin' hands when I get in that mosh pit
I'm doin' me, I don't care who is watchin'
Slide if you want, I don't care who is oppin'
I get on the beat and I kill and I drop it
Don't give a fuck about rumors or gossip
Talk of the town, know my name on the topic
You stuck at the bottom while I'm at the top, bitch
If I was ever in a draft, I hope you know I'd be the number one pick
You say you don't care about me, but then talk about me, bitch, get off of my dick
When I'm in Chicago we get in that box machine, know we taking them flicks
But I got a question, when was the last time that I motherfuckin' missed? (Ha)
It's never
You tryna be like me, do better
With hoodies in ninety d' weather
Designer Ricks all on my sweater
I stay with my clique, stay together
All red on me, feel like the nether
She wanna fuck, I ain't 'en met her
I don't care though, I blocked you, forget her
I'm on my grind, bitch, I feel like I'm Tyshawn
Catchin' the life of my homie like Marshawn
Marshawn is our cop, can get these Garçon's
I did a feature, now that shit is my song
Stompin' on necks, know I'm comin' in real strong
I'ma do good, no I can never do wrong
Beat on my chest, bitch, I feel like I'm King Kong
Up now, but this shit took too long
I'm in the coupe with Santana, we swervin' bitch, they already know we gon' slide
I feel like ImDontai, got a question bitch, do you really wanna die?
Do I want the Louie or do I want Saint Laruent? Bitch, I can not decide
You tryna act tough, but I think we all know that you are not that guy

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