Off The Hook
Ces Cru Lyrics

Last thing I recall was I was turned up with the DJ
The singer’s last memory was hanging out with the DJ with the goal of getting high.

Pat shot, another Pat shot, passed out for like 3 days
After taking a couple of successive shots, the singer lost consciousness for three days.

Woke up to an orgy, like poor me and I couldn't look
Upon regaining consciousness, the singer saw himself surrounded by people in an orgy and felt embarrassed.

Came to my senses, got naked and it was off the I took uppers in that attic, downers in that basement
After recovering, the singer got naked, high and took some uppers in the attic and downers in the basement.

Fell into the sheet rock, left there all with my face print But don't trip cause it ain't shit, I keep the doctor on speed dial
The singer fell into the sheetrock, leaving a face print but took it lightly because of having a doctor's phone number on speed dial.

Xanis in my back pocket, and Adderall in my weed pouch Yeah, I'm off the hook, try again later, scratch surface, then layer
With Xanax in the back pocket and Adderall in the weed pouch, the singer is off the hook and asks to call again later to get to know him better.

Speak backwards sin prayer, I'm Ray or, John Mayer City on lock like I'm Mayor, hit the bomb drop, bet I'm there
The singer claims to have the ability to speak the reverse of sin prayer and compares himself with Ray and John Mayer. Additionally, he is confident in his ability to handle any circumstance to the degree that the city is on lock, as if he is the Mayor.

Trigger up on top, respond flare, A.K.A. your mom's layer Tryna hit me up, wondering where the party at Must be at her inn or something, better call me back
The singer is called the trigger because he is the one who makes things happen, and if someone is trying to find him to party, they should call back because he is probably with their mother.

You flipping shit on me, now what the fuck is up with that Don't be so hypersensitive, could have a heart attack Somebody call the EMS, what they need is an EKG
The singer is frustrated at someone questioning him and advises them not to be oversensitive or risk having a heart attack. He thinks EMS needs to arrive and do an EKG.

Gotta get 'em on the line for the good time, party looking D-E-A-D Check her, one two, double check, for the middywest Put a bang beat, it be coming off the chain, now put it on the books Better ask around, she was off the hook, yeah!
The singer needs to communicate with people for a good time since the party isn't exciting. He checks his equipment, and Midwest's beat is banging, which makes it off the hook.

Wanna hop in, cause I got them off top When it come to the chopping, spin 'em in a hot wind In the pocket when I clock in, and there ain't no other option Cause I rhyme sick and y'all high-pitched, sounding like shit
The singer is confident that he can chop and spin so well that others can't compare. He is dedicated to his work and is confident that he sounds better than others who sound terrible.

Or like first gear, with the gas down, and that's not the look Ces off the hook, it's y'all worst fear, now the world hears That I won't stop, but I can't stop, I can't quit now
Comparing weak performances to the first gear shows there is no effort on the opponent's side. Ces is off the hook, and it's the opponents' worst fear because the world is hearing his ability that he will never stop.

Got girls here in that same spot With them tank tops and their tits out Had a daydream that we made out and it made off You got bit down, I swear to God if I squint hard it's like Baywatch in this bitch now, ah! Running with the main boss
There are girls with tank tops and exposed breasts. He daydreams about making out with someone and it comes true. He sees Baywatch in his surroundings, and he's running with the boss who runs the show.

Another day off, I'm like "which town?" I gotta sit down I stake off and my Jane boss and my pitch loud and I, uh Smoke it on stage, I don't give a fuck if it's allowed Light up your blunt, that's if you're proud Four hands up when I hit the crowd, see, some they pay and Some they go, some complain and some they boast Some people really do things and others saying
The singer needs a break and cannot decide which town to relax in but, later, will rest like a boss with his crew. He doesn't care if smoking on stage is acceptable or not and invites the crowd to light up. The crowd responds by praising the singer's performance, while others complain or boast about their own lack of talent.

Four hands up when I hit the crowd, see, some they pay and Some they go, some complain and some they boast Some people really do things and others saying Some they wrote, double dutchin' sayin' nothin' fucking playing
The singer excites the crowd to the extent that many have their hands up, both in admiration and disgust. Some people have talent but don't boast about it, while others are just playing games and pretending.

Jumping rope, my shit bumping, type amazing Find your way, ya compass broke, hold up, hello? EMS, what they need is an EKG
The singer is jumping rope, and his performance is amazing. He invites people to find their way even if they're lost. He jokes about calling EMS for an EKG.

I was just minding my business, I wasn't in it I don't know what happened, dog, I was sipping Jacky D Next thing I know they offended, hold up, this hit me a minute Admit that I was drinking like I was chasing a [?] They gave me a shot of Patron, a shot of crown and Hennessy
The singer insists that he was just enjoying his drink when something went wrong and he doesn't know what happened. Later, he blames his behavior on drinking too much Jack Daniel's, and they gave him shots of various liquors.

[?], I don't know what the fuck has gotten into me Niggas bugging tryna make me the enemy Nothing compare to try to drink my energy Fuck what you do [?] entity Someone there in line showing sympathy If you ain't related, homie, you ain't killing me Amateur hour, you gotta be kidding me Look at me, dog, you're probably into me
The singer doesn't understand why he behaves this way. People are trying to make him the enemy, but no one can reduce his energy. The singer ignores people who are not related to him, and he insists that no one will defeat him. He realizes that people are into him.

You don't want problems, well it a be it a be [?] [?] cause, last night night Off the like that dial tone Got me feeling like fight night Make a path for them wild ones
If someone doesn't want problems, then they shouldn't start one. The singer is off the hook; the dial tone emphasizes that it is over. The singer's feeling is like a fight night, and whoever causes a problem should pave the way for wild ones.

I'm like hold up, nigga, hold up We're swarming y'all, feeling rolled up Cause this bitch ain't finna be popping here Until me and my crew come showing up Nigga, off chain, off the walls, off the ropes, oh, off the We get looked at an awful lot, your ass just gets awful looks That's the shit that I'm talking about They're like "Cool, man, you just rolling, bruh?" Get used to this dope shit, cause that's that shit I'm known for (Oh!)
The singer insists on waiting and warns a person to wait with him for his crew. Until he and his crew come, the party won't be exciting. He and his crew are crazy and cause people to stare. The singer explains that people need to accept him as he is because he is known for offering dope performances.