Get Off Lyrics – Pretty Brayah

by Diwas Subedi

Get Off Song is sung by Pretty Brayah. Immerse into the song’s mesmerizing lyrics, enriching your melodious music experience. Explore the verses that capture the essence of the melody, right here on our lyrics website.

Get Off Lyrics

Song Name: Get Off
Singer: Pretty Brayah

Yeah, let me s^^t talk
Steppin’ with them blues on me like I’m finna cripple
I ain’t punchin’ clocks, but I do know how to get off
I just spent a couple thousand on lip gloss
Yeah, let me s^^t talk
Steppin’ with them blues on me like I’m finna cripple
I ain’t punchin’ clocks, but I do know how to get off
You ain’t talkin’ bout no money, n^^ga, get lost

Doin’ donuts on the highway, feelin’ like I’m Usher, everything goin’ my way
Big brakes, move operator, yeah, b^^ch, I feel like Sade
Pull up to the club, throw the keys to the valet
It’s a bad b^^ch alert, just a flex, I’ma keep the tags on the purse
Freaky-a^^ b^^ch, love it when a n^^ga smash on the perks
And I bet he nut when I throw this a^^ in reverse
But you know I’m still a lady, want me to call him daddy, got us four in your baby
All about my money, so whatever I do, you gotta pay me
My city ain’t teach me to be lazy, I’m goin’ crazy

I’ma pull up in the coupe, it’s funny how that boy a dog but ain’t got no roof
They like, d^^n, Brea, why you spittin’ like you got a missing tooth?
Don’t need a polygraph, they know I’m the truth
And I’m too lit, face car, hittin’ p^^sy too wet
N^^ga, I’m too thick for your toothpick
They don’t know me, just a bunch of hoes I went to school with
The baddies love me, it’s you ugly b^^ches I ain’t cool with
I got a question, what that s^^t cost?
Wonder what I did to make him mad
I swear I got him p^^sed off
Hoes washed up, time to rinse off
You livin’ with your mama, why the f^^k you worried about what my rent cost?