[Intro: tana]
(I don't think I understand)
Mm-mm, yeah
Ayy, yeah, what, yeah
Stop playin' with me and lil' Luisss, man, just got off the FiveM, hahaha, holy shit, man
Stop with that shit, man
Nah, they ain't even knowin' 'bout the leash, man, gotta get off that though
Backwoods on the case
Backwood, smoke it to the face
I am not one of these lil'-lil' boys, I will really kill one of y'all niggas, man
[Verse 1: tana]
I had to get off the leash
I had to block her and then go delete
Me and Luisss used to sleep in the street
Smoke gas, go to sleep, and repeat
Hit her raw and then I don't clean the sheets
Hit her, kick hеr out, and then go to sleep
Wake up, count some monеy, then brush my teeth
I had to get off the leash and then go
So many times I could've killed your bro
So many times I could have smoked his pack
So many times your girl was rubbin' my back
So many times I could've stole your pack
Called up lil' Maajins, told him, "Send me a pack"
I kept it real 'cause I can't fold on my slatt
You kept it fake, I heard you told and you rat, gang
[Verse 2: yvngxchris]
I got off the leash, told that boy to get lost
I got your bitch favorite song on TikTok
I'm in your house posted with a big Glock
I got a shooter, he lookin' like BabySantana, he kinda little with some dreadlocks
Glock 19 with a beam at your head top
Pull out the AK-47, aim it at you, that's a dead opp
And I got that lil nigga wonderin', like, "What is this shit on my head?" It's a red dot
And I wouldn't go fuck on that bitch, but I'm gettin' that throat 'cause that ho give the best tops
I'm finna slide on that nigga three times with the K, think I'm in the Klan
Bitch, I got a Glock 9, make him rewind, got a fuck-boy pissin' his pants
If you tryna fuck, damn, you out of luck, had to tell that bitch she ain't got a chance
Slide into your hood, nigga, like, "What's good? What's up in this wood? Nigga, that's your mans"
What's up in this wood? Nigga, that's your brother
Damn, I got a cutter
You know my Glock got a dick, your Glock got a dick, no Lil Nas X, they fuckin' each other
And I'm not finna cap, I'm not with the funs, let's put down on the guns, let's see who is tougher
And I'm not finna cap, your mom is a slut, might pop out the cut and fuck on your mother
And I'm not finna cap, when I hit from the back, that shit was a act, I'm yvngxchris Tucker
And I'm not finna cap, post up in the trap, bitch, I got the strap, but yvngxchris tuck her (What?)
You get it? (Nah) But my nigga, that shit was simple (Okay)
I heard that lil' nigga got class in a second, I might give him early dismissal (Okay)
And I really be lovin' my damn AK, but I might hit his ass with the pistol (Okay)
And I might go hit him with the TEC like a ref' when he blowin' the whistle (Like, okay, b–)
[Verse 3: Luisss & tana]
(Gang, gang, gang)
Bow, bow, bow
I-I had to get off the leash (Fah)
Money counter, that bitch beep, me and tana ran twenty bands up in a week, yeah (Bow)
Tana and Luisss skrrt off in a Buick, so we don't need Trackhawk Jeeps
Big body money, got a mill like Meek
I-I heard your money was weak
Me and tana up in New York gettin' breesh
Got a bad bitch, I think her name Elyce (Fah)
Yeah, I got the keys, I'm feelin' like Alicia
This not a rental, bitch, this not a lease
I got the (Bow), bitch go freak
Got a bad white girl like Miss Bo Peep
I had to get a choppa, NLE
I had to get off the, uh
What?
[Bridge: Luisss & tana]
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash (Uh)
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash (Yuh)
I had to get off the leash (Like, what? Like, what?)
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash (Ya dig)
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash
I had to get off the leash (Fifteenhunnid)
[Outro: tana]
Oof
I'm not one of these lil' boys, man
I will really kill one of y'all niggas, man, stop playin' with me, man
I had to get off the leash (Oof)
Fifteenhunnid
Skah
