Song Lyrics

Yo!
I'm tryin' not to wear three X's no more
It's okay, Kardinal stand 6'4
You can hear the insecurity in my voice right
I don't take my chain off on the mics
My security piece
It gives me security (security)
I'm waiting for the gyal dem to secure me
I just put away thirty percent for my taxes
Twenty for the feds, the rest under my mattress
I gave my wallet a botox injection
A bunch 'a rude boys inna your section
Tryin' to give my tax bracket an erection
A seventies entity, girl look at my complexion
If you can smell my cologne, you're too close
You small time, my net worth what you made gross
Seven days everyday when you from around my way
I'm married to the life girl, catch the bouquet

Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it (Pusha, re-up)
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it

Trend setter, who been better than I
Comin' through in the slim leathers that's followed by the fives
Me and my niggas call the coupe, Jekyl and Hyde
'Cause the roof's on and off
Like they in and out of their minds
Eggshell pale, teeter totter on the scale
The old nine's is out and I ain't waiting on a deal
So same time the motherfuckers bargaining and lawyering
That coke money just keep pouring in and pouring in
Quarter milli' bling-bling, that's the price of fame, lame
I should have a title and a D.E on the chain man
Re-up Gang, Pyrex over pie roll
Stir it 'til it's hard
Pop it out, let it dry slow
Recipe for greatness me and Kardi, now nigga taste this
You fucking with the A-list, face it
Nigga this that swag, .485 hangin' off my ass
We call it frivolous cash (what the f*ck?)

Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it

Malice, superstar like Lupe
See me in the coupe, hot damn it's a new day
I remove the roof as if it's a toupe
To shed light on the jewels, view it in Blu-ray
High definition, I get cash
Two-twenty on the dash, and a self start ignition
Told her don't love me but she keep insisting
Brain so good it's hard to keep my distance
Red Carpet entrance play clothes fashion
Nose in the air I smell a Chanel platinum
Re-up is the Gang, I rep with a passion
'Til the wheels fall off and it all come crashing
Malice with Mr. Kardinal
Behind dark tint like we on the prowl
Nothing like money make a bitch loose her blouse
Well done homie, we rich take a bow

Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Set it off (oh oh, aye!)
Fire me up
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it
Hold it down (oh oh, aye!)
Yeah that's it

Gene Elliot Thornton, Jason Harrow, Matthew Samuels, Terrence Thornton

The duration of Set It Off is 4:37 minutes and seconds.