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lil bam – off the topic lyrics

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[intro]
f+ck your producer, my beats is by meexhie

[chorus]
throw back in the booth and take off like a rocket
she wanna f+ck, i put her in exotic
spend when i want ’cause this all off the profit
talk so much sh+t, i keep gettin’ off the topic
big b with the wings and i pull through the projects
we get the money like we illuminati
bankrolls all hundreds, ain’t no pickin’ sides
the only things pickin’ a b+tch is these roxys
oh no, i can’t go broke on a ho
jump in the ‘cat, turn the track off and go, let’s go
stopped gettin’ money, was broke, when i started gettin’ it, i had to go get mе some more
didn’t wanna f+ck the lil’ ho, honеstly, shawty was fine, but shawty was poor
can’t even ride no more, and b+tch, when i take you home, don’t slam my door

[verse 1]
they said more money, more problems, but i know my money, my n+gga, the f+ck is you sayin’?
he probably put down the gun, but we just went got some more guns, gon’ blow like a fan
they know the don gon’ get this sh+t done, if i want it done, they do what they can
when we on the road, then i’m bringin’ hoes and i’m bringin’ bows on my sprinter van
it took them a year to say that lil’ sh+t, but it took us a week to put that on they head
keep cryin’ ’bout b+tches, i’m mindin’ my business, my n+gga, you better go get you some bread
they cannot make no lyric video to my sh+t ’cause i said what i said
i feel like johnny bravo, i get super macho, it’s a mess to get off of my best
[chorus]
throw back in the booth and take off like a rocket
she wanna f+ck, i put her in exotic
spend when i want ’cause this all off the profit
talk so much sh+t, i keep gettin’ off the topic
big b with the wings and i pull through the projects
we get the money like we illuminati
bankrolls all hundreds, ain’t no pickin’ sides
the only things pickin’ a b+tch is these roxys
oh no, i can’t go broke on a ho
jump in the ‘cat, turn the track off and go, let’s go
stopped gettin’ money, was broke, when i started gettin’ it, i had to go get me some more
didn’t wanna f+ck the lil’ ho, honestly, shawty was fine, but shawty was poor
can’t even ride no more, and b+tch, when i take you home, don’t slam my door

[verse 2]
b+tch, do you know who i am? walk in late, b+tch, you better not close that store
these n+ggas lame as h+ll, ain’t no sense in cuffin’ ’cause his ho gon’ go
these b+tches flamin’ h+ll, i ain’t tryna f+ck that ho, i won’t f+ck her throat
she was like the gun range in h+ll, if a n+gga reach my chain, inside my shorts

[chorus]
throw back in the booth and take off like a rocket
she wanna f+ck, i put her in exotic
spend when i want ’cause this all off the profit
talk so much sh+t, i keep gettin’ off the topic
big b with the wings and i pull through the projects
we get the money like we illuminati
bankrolls all hundreds, ain’t no pickin’ sides
the only things pickin’ a b+tch is these roxys
oh no, i can’t go broke on a ho
jump in the ‘cat, turn the track off and go, let’s go
stopped gettin’ money, was broke, when i started gettin’ it, i had to go get me some more
didn’t wanna f+ck the lil’ ho, honestly, shawty was fine, but shawty was poor
can’t even ride no more, and b+tch, when i take you home, don’t slam my door



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