Off Duh Map ft. Imdica & Deejqy Lyrics

Yeah, I countin' up the racks I hit it once and I'm done with that

Said I'm bringin' the summer back

The trap too lit it's doin' jumpin' jacks

Whole team hit your bitch you in love with that

The money in love with that

I spent a grip but I run it back

She dip but, she comin' back

Yeah, I know that's your hoe, I'm not done with that

350 Coupe and it's goin' too fast

He running his mouth then the bros' on his ass

Like hold up I'm countin' some cash

Venezuelan bitch let me nut on her ass

They say, "ZEEM you be moving too fast"

Speed in the coupe cause it's digital dash

This the new me can't dwell on the past

It's a new me, I'm all about that cash

Too stealthy, they ain't finding the stash

Keepin' it up, no I can't come in last

They know me, I'ma keep it a bean

This hoe look better on IG

Went to New York and did not pay a fee

Roamin' the streets and we shot Hardly

None of these hoes for me I been gettin' high lately

Tryna blame me for your problems, you gonna crash out if you do it again

Bitch I'm in this shit to win I make her smile and grin

Too deep into the waters I'm tryna swim up but I don't got a fin

Me and you until the end, said that already, I'll say it again

I got this big ass black chopper, fuck is a opp, this chopper gon' stop him

Fuck with the boys, I'mma pop him load up them bullets, I shoot out his chin

Hear my voice, testin' fuckin' this bitch, I'mma fuckin' her bestfriend

And you niggas is weird, less than prayin' to God, cause this bitch is my blessing

You don't really get money, so stop with the flexing

You got you a stu', but you still ain't progression

Recording, we up in the trap get from behind, I'mma fuck up her back

Off a 30, not a flat load up a thirty, he runnin' like track

Like load up the Mac, I gave my heart to the trap

Deejqy just pass me the blunt I hit it, it's hittin' me back

Imdica got some hoes' just for us, and they tryna play with my strap

On the Gram he was makin' a fuss I see em he go off the map