GET OFF ME Lyrics : This song sung by Kid Cudi & Travis Scott, is a new addition to the English music, featured in the album “INSANO”. Lyrics of this song are penned down by Kid Cudi, Travis Scott and music for this track was produced by Jean Baptiste.

GET OFF ME Song Details
Singers : Kid Cudi, Travis Scott
Album : INSANO
Lyrics : Kid Cudi, Travis Scott, DJ Drama, William Coleman
Music : Mike Zombie, Jean Baptiste, 1993, Kid Cudi
Label : Wicked Awesome Records, Republic Records

GET OFF ME Lyrics

Question (Zombie on the track)
What’s it called when your music changes the world?
I call it magic (Zombie on the track)
Welcome to Magic City
Everybody leaves with a smile on their face (Hahaha)
When wizards collide, things get monumental
Things get legendary, some things may never be the same
This what y’all was waitin’ for?
Now watch the competition disappear (Poof)

Intercept, we go (Uh, uh), too bossy (Aye)
Bet a ni*ga cooler than the motherf*ckers talkin’, too flossy (Aye)
Tell them we ain’t trippin’ ’bout them ho ni*gas, leading the team is somebody in the law (Yah)
Keep the money on flow when I’m getting what I need, it’s a car, what it cost? I’m raw
Yeah, get it off me, ah
Yeah, get it off me, yeah
Livin’ when I’m zooted so often (Ah)
This shit lit, get out bad (Yeah, yeah)
In fact, I ain’t even worried ’cause I’m triple G hear ’em
Look at the stars, no cap OG hit em
When I give ’em what I bleed for the fam’, yeah, hit ’em

Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me
Rollin’ rock, too much fresher than y’all, hit me
B*tch, get off
B*tch, get off
B*tch-itch, get off
B*tch-itch, get off
Get off
B*tch, get off me, off

B*tch, get off me
B*tch, get off me, uh, me
B*tch, get off me
B*tch, get off me, uh

Yeah, okay, tints is off, okay (Oh)
Top is off, okay (Oh), knock it off, okay (Yeah)
Not talkin’ top when I say, I hit exhaust decay
Green like moss, diamonds hit like Voss, okay, yeah
She know all the lay of the land, she know how I get
She know how I’m gettin’ my piece
She still don’t know ’bout the treats
I keep it, I keep, to find it like hide and go seek
She go out and find me a fee
Like sometimes she find me a fee
I keep it right out the streets
And put her right out in the trees, yeah

Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me
Rollin’ rock, too much fresher than y’all, hit me
B*tch, get off
B*tch, get off
B*tch-itch, get off
B*tch-itch, get off me, off

Ni*ga (Yeah), we all over (Huh)
Tell your friends we merc arenas
Damn, this shit so easy, turn a world to mega
Phenoms, too big for arenas (Woo)
In my backyard, build a bowl wall like Kema
Get hot like a steamer
When you shakin’ that a**, you be shaking in Demons
En route, bet they wanna come catch me, come, quick seize
So a ni*ga jumpin’ on a cloud (Yeah)
But I’m just smokin’ weed give em’ my high screams
Shawty be feelin’ my style, grippin’ my jeans
Fingernails’ runnin’ through my seams
She get high, see dreams
She say things
Guess we twins
Mami

Ooh, the drop, cruise in the drop, hit me
Rollin’ rock, too much fresher than y’all, hit me
B*tch, get off
B*tch, get off
B*tch-itch, get off
B*tch-itch, get off me, off

B*tch, get off me, uh
B*tch, get off me
B*tch, get off me, uh, me
B*tch, get off me, uh
B*tch, get off me, uh
B*tch, get off me