Off-Rum

(Chorus) Pud a in reverse(reverse) Grab up on da gal (Pop pop pop) Di pun pun Pud a in reverse (reverse) (Puda) Pud a in reverse (reverse) (Puda) Pud a in reverse (reverse) (Verse) Now gal i fuck ya Sidwine da pussy Big nasty ass Is all i wont Pass it around like i do my blunt Sexy won can see it jiggle from da front Ill pay for call me a munch Come over come over come over hur Come over come over come over hur Bobby Bouche, I can’t eat just one like Frito-Lay Okay, okay, okay Do what I say Big stepper, no toe ballet Talk slick, get folded like anime 808 hit, make the floor vibrate Whole clique eat, that’s entrée Run plays, no huddle, no delay Green light go, no yellow, no brake Stack chips tall like ruffle waves Salt on the game, that flavor stay Top tier, no second place Too rare, can’t replicate Too lit, need ventilate Too real, can’t fabricate Okay, okay, okay Whole room move when I orchestrate (Chorus) Pud a in reverse(reverse) Grab up on da gal (Pop pop pop) Di pun pun Pud a in reverse (reverse) (Puda) Pud a in reverse (reverse) (Puda) Pud a in reverse (reverse) Switch lanes, quick change, accelerate High speed flow, no featherweight Heavy bass shake like an earthquake Touch mic once, that’s checkmate Big dog bark, no pedigree Been raw, no referee Punchlines hit medically They sleep that’s sedative energy Back to back bars, no intermission Mind sharp cut like precision incision No cap talk, just vision Blueprint flow, architect rhythm Big appetite, can’t minimize weight (oh oh oh ozempic) I don’t chase, I dominate Okay, okay ok regulate Whole track jump when the bassline quake No crumbs left when I clean da plate (Chorus) Pud a in reverse(reverse) Grab up on da gal (Pop pop pop) Di pun pun Pud a in reverse (reverse) (Puda) Pud a in reverse (reverse) (Puda) Pud a in reverse (reverse)