Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Off My Yard , by - Marlon Craft. Release date: 09.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Off My Yard |
| This should be played at high volume |
| Preferably in a residential area |
| Who really wanna come fuck with the kid? |
| Feel like I’m God, put your trust in the kid |
| They be snake-discussin' the kid |
| Shit, at least they discussin' the kid |
| I’m disgusting as shit, low limits to the fucks I could give |
| Sometimes, wanna kill the Internet |
| It’s like I’ve been through something with Syd, it’s disruptive as shit |
| All these functionless kids clickin' stuff to get lit |
| I’m all grumpy and shit, bitch, get off my yard |
| You don’t really wanna see me get on my job |
| Keep your voice down 'fore you set off my squad |
| Lucky that you played out seven iPods |
| 'Cause if you was more relevant, you might just get your head kicked in |
| I’m ready as I ever been, my cock he be so elegant |
| That college head on him were raised on New York City sediment |
| Combined to make my «Suck my dick"sound so eloquent, uh |
| I’m feelin' like AND1 hot sauce |
| 'Fore you can say «Ayo,"man's done got cross |
| Long list of demands for the pop-off |
| You’d be shocked what my thoughts cost, who wan' fuck with me? |
| Who really wanna come fuck with the kid? |
| Feel like I’m God, put your trust in the kid |
| They be snake-discussin' the kid |
| Shit, at least they discussin' the kid |
| I’m disgusting as shit, low limits to the fucks I could give |
| Sometimes, wanna kill the Internet |
| It’s like I’ve been through something with Syd, it’s disruptive as shit |
| All these functionless kids clickin' stuff to get lit |
| I’m all grumpy and shit, bitch, get off my yard |
| You don’t really wanna see me get on my job |
| Keep your voice down 'fore you set off my squad |
| Lucky that you played out seven iPods |
| 2020, comin' forward, I need alimony |
| I’ve been takin' care of you kids, I need alimony |
| Back and forth with the flows, I need paddle for me |
| Chatter for me, gradually gettin' kinda louder for me |
| Oh, God (Oh, God), what they wan' do? |
| (What they wan' do?) |
| I’ve been so charged (So charged), I’ve been going through it (I've been going |
| through) |
| I should send a postcard (Postcard) at the old dudes (At the old dudes) |
| 'Cause I’m so far (So far) from how y’all move (From how y’all move) |
| I’m from where they’ll step on your neck just to get ahead of you |
| My head gettin' too big, I can’t even fit a schedule |
| You can live online but that won’t save you when the rent is due |
| Gave myself a feature 'cause I’d be me 'fore I’m ever you |
| Who really wanna come fuck with the kid? |
| Feel like I’m God, put your trust in the kid |
| They be snake-discussin' the kid |
| Shit, at least they discussin' the kid |
| I’m all grumpy and shit, bitch, get off my yard |
| You don’t really wanna see me get on my job |
| Keep your voice down 'fore you set off my squad |
| Lucky that you played out seven iPods |