OffTheX

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Sk8star - Rap, Trap

OffTheX

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[Chorus] (Neilaworld) I drop the top off the 'Vette ('Vette) I'm finna grab this ho neck (Ho neck) I fuck the bitch off the X (X) Yeah, I fuck the bitch off the X (The X) I finger fuck up the racks (The racks) I'm finna run up a check (What?) He lil' boy, he my adolescent (Adolescent) I Maison Margiela my chest (My chest) I get that boy gone, he a pest (Pest) I get that boy gone, he a pest (Pest) We walked that boy down, he got pressed (Pressed) If it ain't 'bout that money, oh yes (Oh yes) Put dick in her tummy, oh yes (Oh yes) 'Bout me, these bitches obsessed (Obsessed) [Verse] I had to put in the work (Uh-mhm) I had to go do the rest (The rest) I had to learn to finesse (Wow, finesse) I had to learn to finesse (Wow, finesse) I'm finna jump off the jet (Jet) I'm finna jump off the jet (Jump off the jet) I had to learn to finesse (It go, baw) Now I just run up the checks (The checks) I got Chrome Hearts on my sleeve (Sleeve) I was just starving, I couldn't eat (Eat) Push a nigga out of pocket, I'mma get a nigga key (Key) I ride with the carbon, I ride with the heat (The heat) Them niggas cool, but they not me (Not me) Like what's on my boot? That's some Alyx (Alyx) I ride in this bitch with a cutter, that bad motherfucker I pop out that black truck with the heat (The heat) I pop out that bitch with them sticks (Stick) Glock with them dicks My diamonds dance on my neck (My neck) My diamonds dance on my wrist (My wrist, my wrist) I know, she dance for the check (Oooh) She know a young nigga rich (I'm rich, I'm rich) I teach that boy how to flex, they tryna' wear that lil' Rick (Lil' Rick) Pop it with sticks (Sticks) Sticks (Sticks, sticks) [Chorus] I drop the top off the 'Vette ('Vette) I'm finna grab this ho neck (Ho neck) I fuck the bitch off the X (X) Yeah, I fuck the bitch off the X (The X) I finger fuck up the racks (The racks) I'm finna run up a check (What?) He lil' boy, he my adolescent (Adolescent) I Maison Margiela my chest (My chest) I get that boy gone, he a pest (Pest) I get that boy gone, he a pest (Pest) We walked that boy down, he got pressed (Pressed) If it ain't'bout that money, oh yes (Oh yes) Put dick in her tummy, oh yes (Oh yes) 'Bout me, these bitches obsessed (Obsessed)

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  • Sk8star