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Off Top Video (MV)




Performed By: Connect Zero
Length: 2:45
Written by: Kealand Cato




Connect Zero - Off Top Lyrics




OFF TOP
RED DOT
AIM AT HIS SPOT
My guap
So large
Can't fit in my pocket

Off top, my nigga I gotta get it!

Open the bag lil bitch
I'm taking all the you have lil bitch
Mother f*ckers always mad and shit
I say yo music is average

I'm so elaborate
Book full of spells and
You know that I'm casting shit

I'm just a nigga who's focused on paper
She think we dating guess it's time from or a breakup

Hocus pocus I pull up in a ghost
If I spit it then it's murder he wrote
Kanye hova man I just want the throne
F*ck a bitch and then I'm sending her home

She's a dog you know she jus wanna bone
Flip dinero tell her leave me alone
Buzz and woody this a toy story
Know I keep a shotty but this not home alone

OFF TOP
RED DOT
AIM AT HIS SPOT
My guap
So large
Can't fit in my pocket

Off top, my nigga I gotta get it!

I know you're cappin
I know y'all niggas don't preach what I practice

I know you lackin
I add the money don't never subtract it

I'm f*cking with fashion
My shirts striped and I'm barely matching

But f*ck it my nigga I'm branding myself
In a minute you'll get what I'm packing

I do this shit everytime
Spit for a second and then I just
Stutter the lines

You really think you're a dime
Bitch you a penny, you won't get a
Cent of my time

I know my energy's prime
Step in a room and they feeling my energy huh?

You think you real as me huh?
Bitch you a clone, a copy
A mini me huh?
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OFF TOP
RED DOT
AIM AT HIS SPOT
My guap
So large
Can't fit in my pocket

Off top, my nigga I gotta get it!

Open the bag lil bitch
I'm taking all the you have lil bitch
Mother f*ckers always mad and shit
I say yo music is average

I'm so elaborate
Book full of spells and
You know that I'm casting shit

I'm just a nigga who's focused on paper
She think we dating guess it's time from or a breakup

Hocus pocus I pull up in a ghost
If I spit it then it's murder he wrote
Kanye hova man I just want the throne
F*ck a bitch and then I'm sending her home

She's a dog you know she jus wanna bone
Flip dinero tell her leave me alone
Buzz and woody this a toy story
Know I keep a shotty but this not home alone

OFF TOP
RED DOT
AIM AT HIS SPOT
My guap
So large
Can't fit in my pocket

Off top, my nigga I gotta get it!

I know you're cappin
I know y'all niggas don't preach what I practice

I know you lackin
I add the money don't never subtract it

I'm f*cking with fashion
My shirts striped and I'm barely matching

But f*ck it my nigga I'm branding myself
In a minute you'll get what I'm packing

I do this shit everytime
Spit for a second and then I just
Stutter the lines

You really think you're a dime
Bitch you a penny, you won't get a
Cent of my time

I know my energy's prime
Step in a room and they feeling my energy huh?

You think you real as me huh?
Bitch you a clone, a copy
A mini me huh?
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Writer: Kealand Cato
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