Professional Lyrics – Offset

[Intro]
Yeah
I’m a Northside n!gga, man, you know what I mean?
Stand-up n!gga, you know what I mean?
S*it kicker, you know what I mean?
You know what I mean?
Hey

[Chorus]
Professional b!tch getter (Come here)
This Draco will hit, n!gga (Draco)
And what is a six figure? (What’s that?)

I’m saying (I’m saying)
Ain’t fu*king this b!tch, recording and s*it, she giving fan (Fan)
I light up my wrist, this Elliot list at two hundred bands (Two hundred)
I got some new drip straight out the Japan, you see what I’m saying (See what I’m saying)
He don’t want to beef, he turn into a vegan, it’s out of my hands (Vegan)
Mansory kit up in Cannes (Mansory)
I had to go trap and go kick me a door ‘fore I ever had rapped to a fan (Hey)

[Verse 1]
I’m popping this s*it like a P, yeah
Yeah, I’m going up top like a tree (On top)
Yeah, I’m stuffing the d!ck in her beak (Huh)
Yeah, I ain’t going for nothing I don’t see (Hey)
I’m smoking on Keisha, it’s reeking
I gave a b!tch vitamin D (Oh yeah)
I talk to the streets, I’m a deacon (Uh-huh)
I’m rocking all ERD (Uh-huh)
Them killers gon’ listen to me when I talk
See it, I want it, I bought it, it’s copped (Hey)
Bvlgari watches, this watch out of stock (Start)
Cartier, Tifanny, all ’cause she hot (Ooh)
Head of the food chain, the top of the top (Hey)
Kicking s*it, Louis Cane, I cannot flop (Kick)
All black, Bruce Wayne, Maybach drop (Black)
Y’all n!ggas too lame

[Interlude]
Yeah
Them n!ggas too lame, man
I’m a Northside n!gga, man, you know what I mean?
Stand-up n!gga, you know what I mean?
Stand-up guy, you know what I mean?

[Chorus]
Professional b!tch getter (Let’s go)
This Draco will hit, n!gga (Draco)
And what is a six figure? (What’s that?)
I’m saying (I’m saying, what’s that?)
Ain’t fu*king this b!tch, recording and s*it, she giving fan (She giving out fan)
I light up my wrist, this Elliot list at two hundred bands (Two hundred)
I got some new drip straight out the Japan, you see what I’m saying (See what I’m saying)
He don’t want to beef, he turn into a vegan, it’s out of my hands (Uh-huh)
Mansory kit up in Cannes (Let’s go)
I had to go trap and go kick me a door ‘fore I ever had rapped to a fan (Hey)

[Verse 2]
N!gga, you s*itting me
I’m cancer, you cannot get rid of me (Uh-uh)
The PJ is going to Italy (PJ)
You lil’ boys nothing but kid to me (Lil’ boy)
I got to the strip, throw a sixty piece (Sixty)
These n!ggas is nothing but b!tch to me (B!tch)
These n!ggas be really some hoes (Hoes)
She walk in the pent’ with no clothes (Penthouse)
I’m getting five-hundred on road (Five-hundred for sure)
We got tools in the trap like it’s Lowe’s (Let’s go)
Put my b!tch on the cover of Vogue (Let’s go)
I drop albums, they platinum and sold (They plat’)
I got mansions and millions, my goals (Hey)
This a white Rolls-Royce Ghost (It’s a white)
Penthouse with some pink lil’ toes (Pink toes)
Ten wives, I can lose one ho (Ten wives)
Yeah, I’m nice n!gga, peep my flows

[Chorus]
Professional b!tch getter (Come here)
This Draco will hit, n!gga (Draco)
And what is a six figure? (What’s that?)
I’m saying (I’m saying, what’s that?)
Ain’t fu*king this b!tch, recording and s*it, she giving fan (Fan)
I light up my wrist, this Elliot list is two hundred bands (Two hundred)
I got some new drip straight out the Japan, you see what I’m saying (See what I’m saying)
He don’t want to beef, he turn into a vegan, it’s out of my hands (Vegan)
Mansory kit up in Cannes (Let’s go)
I had to go trap and go kick me a door ‘fore I ever had rapped to a fan (Hey)