DaBaby - Off Top lyrics

Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

[DaBaby - Off Top lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, yeah ha, bitch
I’m really Rich

Okay, I got too many rooms inside my crib
I’m on FaceTime with my hoes
Bitches asking where I live

I just sat with the label
But I didn’t sign the deal
I told my plug to turn me up
He told me, "Boy, you need to chill"
And I’ma keep the fucking swanging 'til
We got a fucking M
Forever loyal to the family
Never switch up on my friends
Inside the gate been pushing weight before
I ever seen a gym
Took a loss for thirty thousand when
I dropped Above the Rim
They talking money when we meeting
Ain’t no need to meet again
Ain’t no capping in my rapping
So I never need a pen
I like a freak to mind her business
Tell the people I’m her friend
I play for keeps
I get the pussy, then I dip ‘em in the wind
I’m a motherfucking pimp
I fuck her once, I fuck again yeah
If I ain’t on Patron, I’m on the Hen'
And I ain’t tryna kick it with you niggas
Fuck a friend
All these bitches in my mention
Liking pictures on the 'Gram
I’m having way too much fun
Shittin’ on you niggas
They knocking on my door
'Cause I’m different on you niggas
How can I ignore that I’m
The sickest ever did it?
Rocking shiny clothes and dancing in
My videos like Diddy
I’m that nigga in my city
And if a fuck nigga ever hatin’
He only hatin’ 'cause he ain’t with me
And if a lil' bitch you hear is talking down
The bitch is talking down because
She in her feelings
Know you heard 'bout Baby Jesus
Everybody round ‘em winning
I just did a show in Charlotte
And bitches wrapped around the building

And, I got too many rooms inside my crib
I’m on FaceTime with my hoes
Bitches asking where I live

I just got lost
I used my GPS to take me to my fridge
I told my baby momma she can work
For me and watch the kid
Before I leave I kiss my daughter
My lil' baby getting big when she was born
I told her she gon' be 13 in a Benz
Steady flexing on my old friend
I just dropped my next again
I’m smoking OG with my old head
Talking shit and drinking gin fucking rook
You know you should’ve checked the pack
You bought the floop, I did the scoop
Just made the play in public housing
Rocking skinny jeans and boots
These bitches hanging on my dick
They keep on saying I’m the truth
Bitches see me and they squeeze me
Got the juice
I’m on the flock three times a week
For stuffing dick inside your boo
She call my phone, I’m coming over
Put it on her, she like, "Ooh"
I’m setting trends for all these niggas
Tryna copy what I do
But you can’t never be like me
You might as well just be like you
Coolest monkey in the jungle, nigga
Motherfuck a zoo
Got monkey nuts below that AK
Bitch pull up go with yo move
Any nigga touch my family
I pull up, shoot up the school
Had niggas begging me to calm down
Bet you niggas gon' get the law now
I ain't finna talk to nan
Nigga on the internet
'Cause when I bump into him, I’m a drawdown
Nigga don’t know what to do with me
They put a wall up, I tear a wall down
Fuck a nigga, I ain’t falling for it
Never fall off, never fall down
Fuck them other niggas, we ball
'Til they come and make us put the ball down

I got too many rooms inside my crib
I’m on FaceTime with my hoes
Bitches asking where I live

Nigga
And I ain’t write none of that shit, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And bitch, I don’t play

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