Remy Ma - Go In Go Off lyrics

[Remy talking:] I mean what yall want me to do? Yall want me to go off? Or do yall want me to go in? [Verse:] I got a Ace and a 9 And I'm still like hit me She don't write her rhymes, he fed her lines like Britney I don't need a shooter, I'm the shooter Come get me Got a 9mm resting on my right kidney This for everybody that was claiming that they miss me My footwear crispy, flyer than a frisbee Keep a Papermade and some college rule with me But can still come off the head, like a 59/50 Get that h**n from Houston, so I call it Whitney It makes the pheens scream, so I call the pheens Sidney Shoot at cha' crib, and I don't mean where ya live see I mean the crib where ya motherf**ing kids sleep You a square like that ugly a** Benz jeep I'm more hood than the Ku Klux Klanche I'ma sit on the throne, since hoes can't stand me Ain't leaving till they call to outs me 7 Grammy's Can't nobody tell me, I don't does this I need some Hammer pants, cuz can't no b**h touch this Caught yall red handed, all yall b**hes is busted My flow sick, yours is disgusting My mic sounds nice, I just had to dust it The rap game twisted, I'm here to adjust it I know yall flustered ,Yall panties is bunching Yall know Remy wrap hoes for breakfast, dinner, lunch But, if yall play nice with me in the sandbox I'll let yall pussies breathe No need for Tampons But if you wanna bleed ma welcome to JamRock I just did six years, b**h I'm nice with a can top All yall hoes coochi none of yall won't pop Why yall was in Gucci, she was in gun shops Get accidentally shot, she keep her gun co*ked She got so many sons b**h she need sunblock Sungla**es, and UV protection She come so hard, they should call it erection Yeah, that girl dope this a lethal injection She f**ing with the kids they all getting molested They say Rem is the best These other b**hes is cool But, Rem ain't eat em up these other b**hes is food Just speak your price, she'll easily finish her Shes so nice, she spit like Chris and em' Chris "KRS-One", Christopher "Big Pun" Yes, Sheezus Christ, she'll just Christian em b**hes so thirsty, need for me to quenching em They all washed up, so really she just rinsing em Out in Beverly Hills, She be Fresh Prince'n em Hoes don't exist to her, She don't even mention em b**hes can't play with her, they coach is straight benching em Tell them hoes hang it up, The girl is straight lynching her They say I'm Project pretty, ghetto, high, siddity And every hood chick wannabe like Remy They say I walk and I talk like New York City Ok, motherf**er so what's really? These b**hes ain't doing nothing, I gets busy Cheap deck a ho can get smacked silly But on the contrary , I packs the mack Milli And believe when my gun pop, it's gone be a head shot They locked me up, yeah they gave Rem a pen But they f**ed up when they gave Rem a pen No studio, so I was holding them But as soon as I got out I started going f**ing in b**h!