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letra de off the rip - dababy

[intro]
straight off the rip, you know i don’t wait for the drop (off the rip)
i go out to eat with my kids and my mama, you know i ain’t datin’ no thot (okay, let’s go)
believe what you see, n-gga
i can’t name a rapper that’s out here and breathin’ that’s f-ckin’ with me, n-gga (uh, uh)
i’m takin’ they hoes, forces, adidas pants and a tee, n-gga (what the f-ck?)
they like how? that don’t even match
okay, hold on, take my phone, baby
let’s go

[verse]
i’m just a lil’ n-gga from charlotte, the biggest new artist (the four)
they wanna see me up the road, but my lawyer a fool with dismissin’ the charges (hah)
you know bdb ent, we gon’ pull up infinitis, challengers, chargers (okay)
and no, we don’t gotta get money with you, b-tch, we gon’ get money regardless (huh)
i’ma let you do all of the talkin’
don’t get me started, you know i’ma stop it (go ‘head and talk)
and i don’t got a cent for a ho
she bringin’ up money, i’m changin’ the topic (huh, huh)
she need to be talkin’ ’bout suckin’ some d-ck
i nut in her mouth and she gargle (ew, ew)
if she spit out that rich n-gga sh-t without swallowin’, me and her havin’ some problems (b-tch)
we havin’ revolvers strictly for murder and plenty of pistols and choppers (clack, clack)
ayy, when you gon’ stop?
whenever the fat lady sing, i don’t listen to opera (ooh, ooh)
you know how i give it up
f-ck around, f-cked up my hand, beat a n-gga up
pull off on a n-gga like vroom
he don’t got a car, he still catchin’ the city bus (hah)
his baby mama unemployed
so she in the club with her -ss and her t-tties out (uh, uh, uh, uh)
and we done robbed so many plugs
you better check and go ask what my city ’bout
had to slide the n-gga b-tch a dub
wanted to f-ck me but i only hit her mouth (no cap)
take the palm of my hand, slap me a n-gga
got somethin’ to say, make ’em spit it out
you knowin’ ’bout baby
all the sh-t that n-gga rappin’ ’bout, that n-gga really ’bout
and no, i ain’t takin’ advice from a n-gga
i’m cool on that, i got it figured out
these n-ggas be cryin’ ’bout petty sh-t
i can’t relate because i took a bigger loss
and these n-ggas know i been a boss
ever since rick ross was the biggest boss (yeah, yeah)
got diamonds all over my t–th
i been eatin’ chicken, i need me some dental floss
hold my watch in the air
it’s no longer hot, you can go turn the condition off
i’m hittin’ this ho on the low
she f-ck with me hard, she say that her n-gga soft (huh)
why you talkin’ so low?
’cause if a n-gga find out and he try me, i’m knockin’ a n-gga off
i’m ridin’ past 12, flyin’ through fast as h-ll, fl1ckin’ a n-gga off (vroom, vroom)
i’m revin’ the gas, burnin’ out on n-ggas’ -ss, i’m showin’ my engine off (hah)

[interlude]
hahaha
and that’s just how the f-ck i get down, man, you know i just be playin’ sometimes
like right now, like, i’m just f-ckin’ ’round, you know
me and kid, you know, we up in the penthouse, you know, kickin’ sh-t
and, uh, i’m still the best rapper

[outro]
straight off the rip, you know i don’t wait for the drop (off the rip)
i go out to eat with my kids and my mama, you know i ain’t datin’ no thot (okay, let’s go)
believe what you see, n-gga
i can’t name a rapper that’s out here and breathin’ that’s f-ckin’ with me, n-gga

- dababy

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