Go Off Lyrics - Singles - Reek Da Villain

From the south to the west to the east to the north 

It go off, it go off 

Blowin Cubanas in Honda Sonatas with Madonnas 

As she do the honors to shine and polish my anaconda 

I'm at the Ramada like Tony Montana with my llama 

Countin' Angelatas, sippin' pina colada cavadas 

These giuliani illuminati, my super shotty 

These dudes'll try me with Deuteronomy, my Ruger body 

And my True Armani's, I'm prolly with a new crew of mami's 

'Bout to make a punani tsunami in a blue Bugatti 

Flow's phenomenal, money on amadu 

Diablo chronicles, rap from Elvis Presley's abdominal 

Niggas is comical, tryna pair up with the shit I'ma do 

Gravity rappin' fall on deaf ears, I'm astronomical 

Like a jungle, sometimes that makes me wonder 

How I keep from goin' under, survivin' all of these summers 

And runnin' from gunners, hoppin' out Hummers with Stevie Wonders 

That don't even look at who they be shootin' when they be dumpin' 

From the south to the west to the east to the north 

It go off, it go off 

I slay a nigga with no conscience, I'm so Compton 

I know your confidence, you're incompetent, that's a compliment 

Any continent, I can construct atomic condiments 

I'm not a Communist, rather govern my own accomplishments 

Livin' in turmoil boils my temper 

Tempurpedic'll burn if you sleep on me, nigga 

Jimmy crack corn and Kendrick can crack the horns 

Of a dragon and toss 'em inside of a bush full of thorns 

Taggin' along, get you thrown on side of your lawn 

Throw a molotov, I toss, catch it like a baton, boss 

Acquire many choirs for your funeral 

Be quiet before I stand over you like a urinal 

Mark a bullet wherever your latest rapper tattoo'll go 

Your crew'll know I split you 'til you was two adults 

Siamese, I sneeze and bless tracks 

You a bitch on menopause, I ain't gotta pause that 

From the south to the west to the east to the north 

It go off, it go off 

Okay now boom shakalaka, Mr. Know-I-Got-A-Lotta 

Talkin' dollars, Gucci, Louis, Prada, hundred 'round the collar 

Hop up out of that new foreign auto, with the latest model 

Tell the waiter bring the bottles, I be stuntin' so they follow 

This a treat, and I'm finna feast, why they send the beat? 

Come and see, Hannibal the beast, murder, third degree 

I assassinated, flow abominated, know they highly hated 

Look how it's orchestrated, hottest nigga underrated 

They stealin' flows, got these rappers so intimidated 

New flow, new dough, boy you outdated 

I'm just gettin' started, they ain't seen nothin' yet 

Wait 'til my new drops at the projects 

See my sneaks, they ain't comin' into stock yet 

Got the whole hood hooked, no Pyrex 

Stay tuned, rose gold on the Rolex 

I'm the best, nigga, period - Kotex 

From the south to the west to the east to the north 

It go off, it go off 

Midwest, where you at? 

Dirty South, where you at? 

And anywhere you from 

It's where you at, right now 

It's that time again 

It's that time again