
Off The Map SoFaygo
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Off The Map" by SoFaygo. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.

[Intro]
Woah (Woah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Woah (Woah), yeah (Yeah, doo-doo-doo)
Fah (Fah), yeah-yeah
Yeah, that's—, that's my name, yeah
Woah (Woah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), go
[Chorus]
Twenty (Go), fifty (Go), hundred, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
It ain't nothing to get his scalp pushed back, yeah, back (Ayy, fah, fah)
I was broke and now I can't go back, yeah-yeah, back, yeah-yeah (Woo)
Just know somebody got that tool, we never lack (Boo-ah), yeah (Boo-ah), yeah
Know all my niggas shoot, they take you off the map (Map)
[Verse]
Don't know my niggas strapped, they came in with that strap (Blatt)
She see designer on my kick, I blow her back (Brr-ah)
Mama hit my phone that day like, "Where you at?" (Where you at?)
Had to tell my mama, "Yeah, I got them racks" (Racks)
Had to tell my twin, "Yeah, we got that bag" (Oh my God)
If it's up, then it's stuck, yeah, like that (Grr-ah)
And he know he not livin' like that (Grr-ah)
And he know, and he know, and he know (Baow)
And he know (Gah), and he know, and he know (Skrr-ah)
Benihana with a bitch from Mexico
She get lit, yeah, that ho like to do coke (Bah)
She give head, she give head, she gon' choke (Grr-gah)
And she like when I grab on her throat (Gimme throat)
Not your speed, lil' bitch, too slow (Skrrt-skrrt)
Got my grip, lil' nigga, can't go (Bah-bah)
Pop my shit 'cause my mama ain't raised no ho
Woah (Woah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Woah (Woah), yeah (Yeah, doo-doo-doo)
Fah (Fah), yeah-yeah
Yeah, that's—, that's my name, yeah
Woah (Woah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), go
[Chorus]
Twenty (Go), fifty (Go), hundred, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
It ain't nothing to get his scalp pushed back, yeah, back (Ayy, fah, fah)
I was broke and now I can't go back, yeah-yeah, back, yeah-yeah (Woo)
Just know somebody got that tool, we never lack (Boo-ah), yeah (Boo-ah), yeah
Know all my niggas shoot, they take you off the map (Map)
[Verse]
Don't know my niggas strapped, they came in with that strap (Blatt)
She see designer on my kick, I blow her back (Brr-ah)
Mama hit my phone that day like, "Where you at?" (Where you at?)
Had to tell my mama, "Yeah, I got them racks" (Racks)
Had to tell my twin, "Yeah, we got that bag" (Oh my God)
If it's up, then it's stuck, yeah, like that (Grr-ah)
And he know he not livin' like that (Grr-ah)
And he know, and he know, and he know (Baow)
And he know (Gah), and he know, and he know (Skrr-ah)
Benihana with a bitch from Mexico
She get lit, yeah, that ho like to do coke (Bah)
She give head, she give head, she gon' choke (Grr-gah)
And she like when I grab on her throat (Gimme throat)
Not your speed, lil' bitch, too slow (Skrrt-skrrt)
Got my grip, lil' nigga, can't go (Bah-bah)
Pop my shit 'cause my mama ain't raised no ho
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.