Off The Chain Lyrics - Waka Flocka

That motherfucker off da chain, mane 

See, four years ago, just like 5 hundid 

My babe, I got like 5 hundid 

I got yo girl freakin' off the chain, you know 

The club out Felicia, off the chain, you know 

They think a young nigga sellin' K (bricks) 

Jizz ball, ret Ferrari, spot of key, you know 

I said we gettin' money, boy, I love to stunt 

Stunt in a Phantom, I got it off the curve 

I started from the bottom, guess what I deserve? 

Screaming at I do it, making millions at my worse 

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Played 120, just to serve time, 

We had it back then, now we lost it Cobby Briant 

Came a long way from hanging in that weed house 

Being on the road, fucking groupies, snatching weed 

They say I got the deeds of the club, off the chain 

First round check, I bought a house and got a chain 

Now my poppie Champagne, sell away cause now we gain 

A couple of niggas swished up on me, swear I neva change 

Now I'm fucking niggas banks, Reebok's in they names 

Focused on the publish, the rap hall of fame 

Took her for a year, I bounce rep like cocaine 

I keep cold hearted killaz round me, that love the fame 

Squat! 

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I got yo girl freakin' off the chain, you know 

The club out Felicia, off the chain, you know 

They think a young nigga sellin' K (bricks) 

Jizz ball, ret Ferrari, spot of key, you know 

I said we gettin' money, boy, I love to stunt 

Stunt in a Phantom, I got it off the curve 

I started from the bottom, guess what I deserve? 

Screaming at I do it, making millions at my worse 

I came from the bottom, yeah, straight from the dirt 

Now niggas flexin' diamonds, made a million of the work 

Get yo zellup in the verse, so I can kill it in rehearse 

Owed me money, reimbursed, tied yo blessing to a curse 

Damage, here, become the Aqua Man 

Aping on a bitch, couldn't have possed her pants 

Still jiggin' that Peter Mayle, PO wanna see me in 

Bitch, you wit me, you see a friend? 

Black tense, you see the Benz? 

Say you in the trap, say you got the work 

But yo hood life, nigga where you been? 

See the club? Off the chain! Bitch sellin' my chain 

Say I gotta my namez, red cream the game 

Green like churp my name, my wrist, my Glock, cocaine 

I'm a real nigga and a true shooter, yo ass like a flame 

I got yo girl freakin' off the chain, you know 

The club out Felicia, off the chain, you know 

They think a young nigga sellin' K (bricks) 

Jizz ball, ret Ferrari, spot of key, you know 

I said we gettin' money, boy, I love to stunt 

Stunt in a Phantom, I got it off the curve 

I started from the bottom, guess what I deserve? 

Screaming at I do it, making millions at my worse