Letra de Set It Off - Ray Vaughn

If I was broke again, I'd call the plug and say

Got the work on me

Right back to it, runnin' plays

If I was broke again, I'd probably call you up

Come and scoop my cousin up

Hit a lick

If I was broke again, I'd make it all back

Mentally, I'm in the trap

No excuses, no, no

If I was— (Hitmaka)

I'll hit the block before I ever get a job

We forty deep, that's forty nines like Rob

We go through beef with the stick like kabobs

Slumdog, I only made it out with God

Mask on, gloves on, shit could get surgical

Thank you for the Murciélago, you so merciful

If you gon' take it anywhere, then take it personal

Caught tryna play both sides, it's irreversible

If I go broke again, I'm servin' packs, like order up

I enjoy when niggas hate, I can't afford the love

Before I ever loaded up a beat, I was importin' drugs

Now the label send deposits, I just sort the funds

Searchin' for a play to get a billi' and then double up

Power strip, I need another plug

Give me chili, nigga, hold the hugs

Overstand 'til you overcome

If it's a problem, then I grab the truck

Yeah, load the Glock (Yeah, yeah)

Load the Glock (Yeah, yeah)

Fix yo' face (Fix yo' face)

Bitch, Photoshop (Yeah)

Too much fuckin' motion, I ain't got no opps (What?)

All my exes sick, they need another doc

Green 'lil bitch from East Atlanta, eatin' hibachi in pajamas

Countin' blue strips 'til mañana, grab the camera, OnlyFans

And BM in her head about me, I don't got no standards

After, I'm gon' give that ho the boot, Louisiana

Real hoes on the floor like David Banner

Check just hit the bank, alert me like a Amber

When they ask you who the one, dawg, I'm the answer (What?)

Tryna cuff me, baby, read me my Mirandas

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Who?)

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Set it off)

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off

Yeah, yeah, watch me write it off, then watch me set it off

Yeah, yeah, it was always us and it was never y'all

Yeah, yeah, I'm her samurai, she swipe my credit cards

Yeah, yeah, this a R&R, I float like Mardi Gras, yeah

I could teach you niggas how to win, yeah, yeah

It's a insult when you niggas call me twin, yeah

Say you puttin' shots out, but you never in the gym

Peter Parker in the bank, I'm tryna save my Uncle Ben, yeah

Disco ball on my arm, let my wrist show

If them diamonds don't— then yo' wrist broke

Don't be runnin' 'round here thinkin' that you big show (That you who?)

'Cause I don't wrestle with no nigga, I got pistols

Yeah, load the Glock (Load the Glock)

Load the Glock (Ah, ah)

Fix yo' face (Fix yo' face)

Bitch, Photoshop (Yeah)

Too much fuckin' motion, I ain't got no opps (What?)

All my exes sick, they need another doc'

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Who?)

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Set it off)

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off

'Bout to set it off, I'm 'bout to set it off (Yeah)

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