Artist: Waka Flocka Flame f/ Chaz Gotti Album: Re-Up (Mixtape) Song: Off the Chain Typed by: AZ Lyrics That motherfucker off da chain, mane See, four years ago, just like 5 hundid My babe, I got like 5 hundid I got yo girl freakin' off the chain, you know The club out Felicia, off the chain, you know They think a young nigga sellin' K (bricks) Jizz ball, ret Ferrari, spot of key, you know I said we gettin' money, boy, I love to stunt Stunt in a Phantom, I got it off the curve I started from the bottom, guess what I deserve? Screaming at I do it, making millions at my worse Played 120, just to serve time, We had it back then, now we lost it Cobby Briant Came a long way from hanging in that weed house Being on the road, fucking groupies, snatching weed They say I got the deeds of the club, off the chain First round check, I bought a house and got a chain Now my poppie Champagne, sell away cause now we gain A couple of niggas swished up on me, swear I neva change Now I'm fucking niggas banks, Reebok's in they names Focused on the publish, the rap hall of fame Took her for a year, I bounce rep like cocaine I keep cold hearted killaz round me, that love the fame Squat! I got yo girl freakin' off the chain, you know The club out Felicia, off the chain, you know They think a young nigga sellin' K (bricks) Jizz ball, ret Ferrari, spot of key, you know I said we gettin' money, boy, I love to stunt Stunt in a Phantom, I got it off the curve I started from the bottom, guess what I deserve? Screaming at I do it, making millions at my worse I came from the bottom, yeah, straight from the dirt Now niggas flexin' diamonds, made a million of the work Get yo zellup in the verse, so I can kill it in rehearse Owed me money, reimbursed, tied yo blessing to a curse Damage, here, become the Aqua Man Aping on a bitch, couldn't have possed her pants Still jiggin' that Peter Mayle, PO wanna see me in Bitch, you wit me, you see a friend? Black tense, you see the Benz? Say you in the trap, say you got the work But yo hood life, nigga where you been? See the club? Off the chain! Bitch sellin' my chain Say I gotta my namez, red cream the game Green like churp my name, my wrist, my Glock, cocaine I'm a real nigga and a true shooter, yo ass like a flame I got yo girl freakin' off the chain, you know The club out Felicia, off the chain, you know They think a young nigga sellin' K (bricks) Jizz ball, ret Ferrari, spot of key, you know I said we gettin' money, boy, I love to stunt Stunt in a Phantom, I got it off the curve I started from the bottom, guess what I deserve? Screaming at I do it, making millions at my worse