OFF YOUR TOP ft. Chance Connor Lyrics

Need to be evicted out bitches heads (Got to move out)

Hoes talking crazy, I'll get the sledge (Killing you bitches)

Then push them right off a fucking ledge

Don't give a fuck if I break my pledge (Fuck EMS)

Tired ass bitches need to take a seat (Sit down)

Talk shit all day, even when I sleep (Pathetic bitch)

Win in every way, you don't compete (You not even number two)

You wanna be my son, not paying tuition

Don't do the sneak dissing, bitch get to wishing

They switch so quick, after all the ass kissing (Switch like what?)

Fans can't go a day without mentioning my name (Keep watching)

You hurt? Go to Crusade, and get some band-aids (Ouch)

Obsessed bitches stay in your lane, don't swerve

Fuck your boyfriend, don't want his ass, I curved

Busted ass hoes can't look like me, I'm well-preserved

Off the top, I'll off your top

Only wanna pipe up when they off the rock

Need I let them know, I got Nina with me though

If they hating, I'm hitting them with a shoulder so cold

These hot headed hoes do the most

Heated every time I post, sneak diss

But when it's time to fight, that bitch

Turns to a fucking ghost, she don't know

What to do, did she say who's her crew?

I can meet them in a few and stomp

A bitch into her tomb

Stomp a bitch into his tomb with some Timbs on

And it's fuck your fam, no Windsong

I don't think you want with me, when I get up in a mood

Yeah they call me LiL Cee$, but it's still Big Wu

Gripping on that Nina I'm bout my Bankz

Off your top right out the gate

Drip so holy, they pray at my altar

Check yo ego, 'fore I leave you altered

Whether on a beat or literally you're getting beat

Until you're turning purple, like you out here repping Ballas

Don't know how to call it, Hakuna Matata

Meet your shorty at a club bang her, Carter

If you want to see my street side

It's so EeZy to get the green light

What a bunch of balderdash

When your mouth write a check that your ass can't cash

Pull up in a whip they turn and dip fast

Paranoia give a constant case of whiplash

Lately, I've been debating

Is it cash or attention you meant to pay me?

You're a fan in my mentions, it's getting crazy

Were you born trash? Are you Brenda's baby?

Off the top, I'll off your top

Only wanna pipe up when they off the rock

Need I let them know, I got Nina with me though

If they hating, I'm hitting them with a shoulder so cold

These hot headed hoes do the most

Heated every time I post, sneak diss

But when it's time to fight, that bitch

Turns to a fucking ghost, she don't know

What to do, did she say who's her crew?

I can meet them in a few and stomp

A bitch into her tomb

Stomp a bitch into his tomb with some Timbs on

And it's fuck your fam, no Windsong

I don't think you want with me, when I get up in a mood

Yeah they call me LiL Cee$, but it's still Big Wu

Gripping on that Nina I'm bout my Bankz

Off your top right out the gate

Checking many boxes off my hit list (Bodies on bodies)

Any room I stand in, I'm the sickest (The baddest)

Run me my money, send it all in a lump sum (Run it)

All these bitches Dodo's, the way that I run them (Fucking birds)

Snap a couple cute photos with the dropped ones

Won't post them, can't be seen with bums (Nuh, uh)

Bums, bozos, but me? I've been dope

Labeled as bad, about my bag like Bimbos

Boy, you getting boo'd from the monsters

Ink on the page, please I'm putting on proper

And probably the reason you know me

Better hold your head high if you're in the nosebleeds

Bitches watching me from a cheap ass TV (Poor)

Failed dreams, thinking about what they could be (That's me)

Hot headed hoes mad they see me succeed (Look hoe)

Suck my big ass d, fucking bitch (Suck it)

Dumb ass hoe

I'll off your top