Set It Off

Set It Off

Dave East

Hip Hop
27-02-2018
61

New single from rapper Dave East "Set It Off", Produced by Buda & Grandz

Song Lyrics

[Intro]
This money got you trippin'
Now what you gon' do?
Rob another goddamn bank?
What the fuck is your thinkin'?
Hold up, we said once, Cleo
To get enough change to get us up outta here
And that's all it is, Stoney
We need some real money

[Verse 1]
These niggas can't smoke or can't drink with me
The realest a lot, come and meet with me
I'm in your city, bad bitches gon' link with me
First class, I don't check bags, I just carry on all this Louis shit
Just hit your wife, she on some groupie shit
I found me a bad and a boujee bitch
I jump out the wagon with hooligans
I ask for back but I'm back in the mood again
I dropped out of class, don't need tutorin'
That 600, I'm maneuverin'
Mayback comin' this week
I need some head 'til I get weak
Gym [?] at your wind piece
Black .40 match the Benz seats
I might pull up more than 10 deep
Still got that white, we no NSYNC
I throw up my thumbs and I send three
I got the pump in the Benz Jeep
I leave blood all on your t-shirt
These niggas just pussies, they been sweet
You wouldn't believe what I been through
Used to been through on the 10 speed

[Chorus]
Head of the family, I never talk
I'm somewhere gettin' a pedicure
Don't know what to say, I done said it all
Rumors about me, I read 'em all
Pull up in suburban
She told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all
I got the pussy and never call
Run in the bank and I set it off
Head of the family, I never talk
I'm somewhere gettin' a pedicure
Don't know what to say, I done said it all
Rumors about me, I read 'em all
Pull up in suburban
She told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all
I got the pussy and never call
Run in the bank and I set it off

[Verse 2]
I'm somewhere gettin' a manicure
Reach for my chain and I'm lettin' this hammer off
.40 on me, they don't check the artist
Harlem crippin', I'ma rep regardless
We lookin' for you and your man in the wind
We gon' throw it at him, he an extra target
I ain't into all that extra talkin'
He ridin' with you, then the Tec'll park him
I let a hallow go right in his face then walk by him like I never saw him
The price stay, we don't ever bargain
Investin' right, I'ma stress the market
They talk like they gangsta but never walk it
If 12 niggas front, that's 11 coffins
I throw 'em 30 and head to Boston
That here a .30, you better toss 'em
I flip the patty like, "Oh God"
Fillin' up baggies, my old job
They dope boys and now they goin' up
I ain't had nothin', I'm gon' rob
I can't relate to these soft niggas
My OG just told me, "Just go hard"
I don't give a fuck 'bout who hatin'
I'm on vacation, I send 'em a postcard
Me and my daughter be matchin'
Came up on the corner, I'm trappin'
Don't fuck with this shit, y'all be jackin'
I'm from the trenches, you cannot imagine
I ride with my Rueger
I got me a cougar and she look just like Tonix Braxton
Shark face, that's an Aston
.45 got me saggin'

[Chorus]
Head of the family, I never talk
I'm somewhere gettin' a pedicure
Don't know what to say, I done said it all
Rumors about me, I read 'em all
Pull up in suburban
She told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all
I got the pussy and never call
Run in the bank and I set it off
Head of the family, I never talk
I'm somewhere gettin' a pedicure
Don't know what to say, I done said it all
Rumors about me, I read 'em all
Pull up in suburban
She told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all
I got the pussy and never call
Run in the bank and I set it off

[Outro]
I want some more fuckin' money

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