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famous dex & rich the kid - off the lot lyrics

[intro: famous dex]
dexter, dexter
you know what i’m sayin’?
elevation way
rich, what’s up, brozay?
rich forever sh-t
ooh, dexter, wait (ah-yeah, ah-what?)

[chorus: famous dex]
maybach skrrt off the lot, huh (skrrt)
bad b-tch, call her a thot (yeah, a thot)
diamonds, they all in the watch (it’s what?)
sippin’ lean, ice on the rocks (yeah, ah-what?)
say you gettin’ money, boy, bullsh-t (you ain’t)
run up on me, get the full clip (yeah, i do)
rich forever, yeah, we do this
look at my chain, you’d think i’m real stupid (yeah)
maybach skrrt off the lot, huh (it skrrt)
bad b-tch, call her a thot (ah-what?)
diamonds, they all in the watch (it is)
sippin’ lean, ice on the rocks (yeah, ah-what?)
say you gettin’ money, boy, bullsh-t (you ain’t)
run up on me, get the full clip (ah-what?)
rich forever, yeah, we do this
look at my chain, you’d think i’m real stupid (dexter)

[verse 1: rich the kid]
say you gettin’ money, boy, bullsh-t (what?)
rich forever on the forbes list (rich)
bentley truck, not the porsche, b-tch
gucci shoes, these ain’t forces (huh?)
can’t trust a thot, ooh, no
i chase a big bankroll (yeah)
maybach in the way back (way back)
my wrist a wave, now ride that
ooh, broke n-gg-s pocket watching
i’m in the bank, deposit (huh?)
i used to dream ’bout the masi’
me and dexter racing raris
no pens and no pads
she don’t want the jag
smoking cookie in the maybach relax
off the lot, i ain’t having a tag
hit a jugg on the plug, straight touchdown
i spent a grip on a bustdown
rich forever, money long like a greyhound (what?)
i f-ck a b-tch ’til she tired
i had to fanta or sprite it
in love with the p-ssy, i overnight it
driving the bentley, no license

[verse 2: famous dex]
maybach skrrt off the curb, huh (it is)
i swear i f-ck with no birds, huh (you what?)
i might just go up her skirt, huh (ooh)
i might just pop me a perc, wait (ah-yeah)
man, i want me a bentley
run up on me, up the semi
your pockets empty (what?)
can’t f-ck with them, man, they friendly (dexter)
hop in the lam’, you ain’t near me
hold on, huh
f-ckin’ your b-tch, tell her, “go on,” uh
gucci slippers, got the coat on
look at my jewels, it’s a freeze zone
i’m balling like michael, six rings on (yeah, ah-dexter)
wait, i got two b-tches, they bi, huh
feed ’em c-ke, now they high, uh
my money blue like the sky
fendi my socks, you think it’s a lie, dexter

- famous dex rich the kid lyrics

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