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Off Bars (feat. $weet-T)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Off Bars (feat. $weet-T) was released on June 7, 2024 by The Hip Hop Lab Records as a part of the album Too Real For Rap
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Release DateJune 7, 2024
LabelThe Hip Hop Lab Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

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Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh
Lil' bro off bars, took his gun from him 'cause he cuckoo
Still with my day ones, connected like the bluetooth
Bad lightskin bitch with dimples like she NuNu
Took a **** bitch and gave her back, the head booboo
Shoot at me, I shoot you, playin' is somethin' we don't do
These **** out here singin' like Mariah Carey vocals
Ask about the last ****, he somewhere on a poster
I'm off hip with my shit, ain't got time for no holster
They know me and mines 'bout a sack, William Gholston
Pistol in the party, pull it out while I'm posin'
Just caught a **** slippin', now we in this bitch toastin', floatin'
He played with that bread, now he toasted, dumbass
I used to climb in ****' windows, now I sell glass
Crack a **** head like an egg, better break fast
Damn, I count money so good, but I skipped math
I done probably sold more white than RiFF RAFF
Amazin', pickin' up, droppin' off, and savin'
Shavin', been seen this shit, That's So Raven
I grazed him, but left his man's shit on the pavement
We known for given **** staples like the Lakers
Laser on that Glock 40, I was waitin'
I was told you wanna catch a fish, have some patience
I'm racin' to another bag, gotta chase it
My name hold weight, Mas good like Meagan
My main bitch a stallion, my side ho Italian
PTSO, put that shit on, no stylist
Lil' bro was trippin' off the bars and seen a coward
He caught one, then he went ghost like Power, money
I had some down broke days, then I started robbin' ****
Two buffs and one watch, we all pilin' in
And when they seen that 'Hawk truck, they knew what time it is
Bang bang, anywhere, we get it poppin', bitch
Free Baby J, he shoot like Stojaković
Sold all of the 'bows while they was blossomin'
Funnel cake stronger than a Ronda Rousey kick
It'll blew your fuckin' mind, knew what the profit is
Me and Mas was on the bus, now we in first class
Any **** play with bro gon' get a dirt nap
I had a wish, I'd bring Mills and Murph back
Drop a— in a pot and watch it surf back
Engine in the Scat sound like it got an attitude
The 'bows was easy, I was good with mathematicals
The right number, I'll bring a whole platter to you
Never see me comin' like Perry the Platypus
If I ain't somewhere makin' money, then I'm mad as fuck
Clique froze from the wrist to neck, you can add it up
Gun always tucked, but I can't get you tatted up
I'm at the afterhours with the plug in the Caddy truck
$weet just fuck hoes, they be with you gettin' chatted up
Bitches love the way we stack it up, we make 'em back it up
Tryna get a hit on $weet, pussy, batter up
Jokin' if you say you snap like us, got me crackin' up
If I cut you off, it's guaranteed we ain't patchin' up
Seven hundred in the front, you ain't catchin' up
If the boys flick the lights, then we dashin' off
Serials on the ARP, I'm in here scratchin' off
Written by: $weet-T, BandGang Masoe, ShredGang Mone
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