Kevin Gates - Off Top lyrics

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Kevin Gates - Off Top lyrics

[Verse 1] Bread Winners at the round table look who live that fly life Marijuana high time making sure my vibe right Chick real fine thick thighs in the lime light Discussing aspirations only to get my mind right This is Benz precision This is air bag carry on aromatic suspension Fake rappers should mention (Kevin Gates) You f*ggots all gay, this fake rappers convention Reason why they like me reason they an't feeling you Believe in God not in the facade that I'm bullet proof All you talk bout is k**ing ain't nobody shoot at you Fed the hood in the park Dead Game grilling stakes Had a couple hundred grand don't know how a mill a taste You n***as paying for a hit I get it on the love Selling keys me and B watching out for bloods Side line beef keep it street get it out the mud [Verse 2:] Watching movies in my condo Perkins Row I often wonder if my neighbors know I'm working blow Responsibility acquired due to crack alley Watching out for back stabbers better with the mathematics I'm in Shenanigans not a bit embarra**ed I'm the sh** you n***as lame and you lack swagger Let my dreads hang don't do a otta braging Catch me late night lurking on a collage campus Girls dormitory taking off designer fabrics I bend your girl backwards on the bottom mattress You prolly think you know yo girl but I know her best I know her p**y got an odor she be over dressed You notice every time she round me it's nothing to say I rub between her crotch stick my fingers in her face Oh I exposed one you know what's up n***a Pick up the phone yo Foots come pick me up n***a [Verse 3:] (I ain't never ask for it with no n***a but I dam show gone bring it believe that) Change on my brain and every body want it Don't be misguide body armer got a body on it Walk up on side me nod at you and somebody on yah Last n***a tried died hes a f**ing goner Behind somebody house on a f**ing corner I'm like damn lips you was like my lil brother All of ya'll took you to the mall like my lil brother n***a choked you out put his hands on you You was round me n***a never put his hands on you n***a respect me b**h I'm out here n***as hide in the house they don't come out here I be telling n***as chill for they own good b**h a** n***a ant even safe in they own hood I ain't playing round b**h I'm spraying rounds sh** so gangster make your main man lay em down sh** so gangster make your main man lay em down