Lyrics Get Off the Leash - 47shawnn

I don't think I understand
Mm-mm, yeah
Ayy, yeah, what, yeah
Stop playin' with me and lil Luis,
Man, just got off the five M, hahaha
Stop with that shit, man
Nah, they ain't even knowin' bout the leash man, gotta get off that
Backwoods on the case
Backwood smoke it to the face
I'm not one of these little boys,
I will really kill one of y'all niggas, man

I had to get off the leash
I had to block her and then go delete
Me and Luis used to sleep in the street
Smoke gas, go to sleep, and repeat
Hit her raw and then I don't clean the sheets
Hit her, kick her out, and then go to sleep
Wake up count some money, then brush my teeth
I had to get off the leash and then go
So many times I could've killed yo' bro

So many times I could have smoked his pack
So many times yo' girl was rubbin' my back
So many times I could've stole yo' pack
Called up lil' Maajins told him, "Send me a pack"
I kept it real cause I can't fold on my slatt
You kept it fake, I heard you told and you rat, gang

Gang, Gang, Gang
All of these niggas irrelevant
Name up two rappers you know I'm not better than
Sick like the flu, man I need me some medicine
Sick like Ebola
Your bitch I done stole her
She eat up my dick like granola
I'm riding around in the rover
I'm just tryna keep my composure
These niggas be talking they shit
Till his life will be over
I don't give a fuck
Keep a hand on my rifle
I make him see blood
Like a bitch on her cycle
She streaming my music off Apple and Tidal
This dick never free
Come and get you a trial
That bitch in denial
Her pussy so wet I can call it the Nile
I swing through her city like my name was Miles
(Hold on)
Bitch I'm a rookie
I want an empire, she gave me her cookie
I'm giving out time, like the judge and the jury
My vision was blurry
She broke like I want a McFlurry
I'm cooking these niggas
I'm breaking more records than Curry
These niggas be slower than Gary
They carrying guns, but they still acting scary
I popped me two percs cause I'm living like Larry
I shoot like Ray Allen, I'm faster than Barry
I don't want your pussy, don't care if it's hairy
I just want the green, like I'm Cosmo the fairy
That nigga a rat, like he on Tom and Jerry
They throw on the cap, like the Platypus Perry
He said that I'm Rare,
And I said nigga Very
I'm spitting more magic than Harry
I'm spitting more magic than Quidditch
My nigga just quit it
I'm all on your head like a cap that was fitted

So many times I could have smoked his pack
So many times yo' girl was rubbin' my back
So many times I could've stole yo' pack
Called up lil' Maajins told him, "Send me a pack"
I kept it real cause I can't fold on my slatt
You kept it fake, I heard you told and you rat, gang

I got off the leash, told that boy to get lost
I got yo' bitch favorite song on TikTok
I'm in yo' house posted wit' a big Glock
I got a shooter, he lookin' like BabySantana,
He kinda little with some dreadlocks
Glock 19 wit' a beam at ya headtop
Pull out the AK-47, aim it at you, that's a dead opp
And I got that lil nigga wonderin', like,
"What is this shit on my head?" It's a red dot
And I wouldn't go fuck on that bitch but I'm gettin' that throat
Cause that ho' give the best top
I'm finna slide on that nigga
Three times wit' the K, think I'm in the Klan
Bitch, I got a Glock 9, make him rewind,
Got a fuckboy pissin' his pants
If you tryna fuck, damn,
You outta luck,
Had to tell that bitch she ain't got a chance
Slide into yo' hood, nigga,
Like, "What's good?"
What's up in this wood?
Nigga, that's yo' mans
What's up in this wood?
Nigga, that's yo' brother
Damn, I got a cutter
You know my Glock got a dick,
Yo' Glock got a dick,
No Lil Nas X, they fuckin' each other
And I'm not finna cap,
I'm not with the funs,
Let's put down the guns,
Let's see who is tougher
And I'm not finna cap,
Ya mom is a slut,
Might pop out the cut and fuck on ya mother
And I'm not finna cap,
When I hit from the back,
That shit was a act, I'm yvngxchris Tucker
And I'm not finna cap,
Post up in the trap, bitch,
I got the strap but yvngxchris tuck her (What?)