Go Off

## Song by Ab-Soul with Russ and Big Sean

"**Go Off**" (stylized in all caps) is a song by Ab-Soul with Russ and Big Sean, released as the 12th track from the former's fifth studio album, *Herbert* (2022). It interpolates the following songs "Ab-Soul's Outro" by Kendrick Lamar, "Doo Wop (That Thing)" by Lauryn Hill, and "Pushin P" by Gunna and Future.

## Personnel

* Andrew Boyd – mixing engineer, recording engineer
* Amaire Johnson – composer, producer
* Demetrius Lewis II – mastering second engineer
* Herbert "Ab-Soul" Stevens – vocals, lyricist
* Milan Beker – recording engineer
* Nicholas de Porcel – mastering engineer
* Rory Behr – mixing engineer, recording engineer
* Russell "Russ" Vitale – featured artist, lyricist
* Sedrick Moore II – recording engineer
* Shawn "Big Sean" Anderson – featured artist, lyricist
* Tom Kahre – recording engineer

## Lyrics

**Lyrics**
[Intro: Ab-Soul]

Uh

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]

Lately I been hatin' the players, still love the game

I know the sayin', n\*\*\*a, I'm just sayin'

Ain't got no gavel, who am I to judge?

Get your bag, baby, that's placenta, huh

What's your life about? Enlighten me

I'm on ten, I'm feelin' like a strike of lightning

Stroke of genius, pull my penis out and calculate

Solve for X, call my ex, she's sure to validate

Hold up, wait, I might bust

She like "Wait", I'm like "Huh?"

Gunna pushin' P, I'm fuckin' up the frequency

I know what your future holds, my crystal ball is beautiful

Come here frequently back to back like I had to battle Meek

As usual, now your cavity is a casualty

Big dick energy, bitch, riddle me this

How you gon' win when I slide right within?

Huh?

I said how you gon' win when I slide right within?

Haha, uh-huh, come again

[Chorus: Ab-Soul, *Russ*]

Go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Go off, go off

Go off, go off

Go off, go off (*Yeah, yeah*)

[Verse 2: Russ]

I feel like I really hit the lottery, the Mega Millions

Everything she got is in her name, Gabriella Wilson

Baby doin' better than her counterparts

Plus she from St. Louis, I ain't have to teach her how to arch her back

Where I'm at, she don't give a fuck, me neither

I ain't had a girl like this before, what do I feed her?

Dick (Dick), loyalty, vacations

Tell 'em this my girl and just ignore the temptations

Five star suite and it came with a butler (True)

She don't ask for shit, but she keep beggin' me to fuck her

Ooh, this my favorite part, I got that pussy on lock

And I'm the only one that knows exactly what the motherfuckin' combinations are

Flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it, flick it (Left left, right right, left left, right right, left left, right right)

She tellin' me I'm such a show-off, she told me to take my robe off

Lay back and just relax and watch it go off

[Chorus: Ab-Soul, *Big Sean*]

Go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Go off, go off

Go off, go off

Go off, go off (*Yeah, ayy*)

[Verse 3: Big Sean]

Stone Cold 3:16 when I'm enterin'

Back against the same ropes that they wanna lynch me with

I used to have to give my grandma shots of insulin

That was like givin' myself fuckin' shots of adrenaline

Crosswords penciled in, watchin' Jeopardy

Who would have thought one day your grandson'll be the fuckin' answer, girl?

You used to sit with him (Who is Big Sean?)

Y'all want success all at once, I take mine in increments

They playin' with my name like I gave they ass the password to go log into it

With no music, I'm instrumental, I'm God's instrument

Big don, forever mobbin'

It really hurt seein' that last rocket Takeoff, Houston we have a problem

I see half the rap gang talk about all of the violence and how we gotta stop it

And then a verse later talk about how they slidin' down on all of they opps

Like it's no other option, that they don't know no other topics

And if my haters had multiple choice

They'd probably see me buried alive or barely alive

How many friends I got to have my casket carried outside?

Probably not as many would stand and watch me married outside

N\*\*\*as there for good times and not any other times

But fuck it, I'm thankful for the tough times

'Cause that's the only time in life I can see what's mine

But I adapt quickly, same girl for six years, n\*\*\*a, I'm that picky

Blue collar to white collar then end up Black Hippy

Had signed to G.O.O.D. a group of good kids in a m.A.A.d city

Blackin' out to find the light like life when it all ends

Judge handin' out life sentences, no wonder they call it the pen

That shit really be makin' me sick

Don't be droppin' my name in an interview, n\*\*\*a, for views, better pick it up quick

I done broke the fuckin' bank so bad that bitch ain't gettin' fixed

Me and Soulo kin like I was Anakin, we can not miss

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]

Go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Like I said go off, go off

Go off, go off

Go off, go off

Go off, go off

[Outro]

Go off