Off The Flo ft. CTB Bino Lyrics

Throw a bag at the bitch, make her get it off the floor

Throw a bag at the bitch, make her get it off the

Walk into the bank, I want M's in my face

Bitch, suck me in my car, you ain't comin' to my place

Niggas actin' hella lame, but I ain't switchin' on the gang

People sayin' that I changed, but it's still the same Vey

I just poured up a four, you niggas is hoes

How you get it like that, nigga, I don't even know

This bitch hella bad, she don't even got no ass

Throw a bag at the bitch, make her get it off the floor

Me and gang locked in, I ain't switchin' on the bro's

Bitch done fucked all my friends, she ain't stickin' to the code

I done fucked all her friends, every one of them on go

But I had to cut her off, cause I ain't fuckin' with these hoes

Throw a bag at her, make her get it off the floor

Me and bro matchin' with the drank, let's have a toast

You can't copy me, cause I got too many flows

Nigga, you can't copy me, cause I got too many

Niggas talkin, all on the net, but they fakin

I was finna pick her up and bring her back, but I was too lazy

Niggas dyin' everyday, but I won't let them take me

Would let you hit my wood, but I'm sorry, this a facer

I just faced a five gram backwood, bro, I'm too high

And two lines, no cap, no lie, girl, you too fine

I'll never fall in love, this bitch broke my heart a few times

And then she posted up on her gram with her new guy

But I'm richer, fuck it, crop me out the picture

I'm the type to get a 10 just to leave, I won't miss her

You can suck me up, but I ain't really with the kissing

And I got Wocky in my cup, I ain't fuckin' with the tristan

Niggas sent the shot, are you blind?

How you miss me

It's to the point where you need like 20 bands, just to diss me

Walk into the room, they all starin, what's the issue

Yeah, I know my bitch bad, but she don't ever really listen

I'm finna give her to the gang, or the streets, I'm a beast

Yeah, he in a cat, but what he payin' for the lease

I got real money, I can spent a 10 on my teeth

I ain't wearin' no designer, I just fazo'd my feet

Walk into the bank, I want M's in my face

Bitch, suck me in my car, you ain't comin' to my place

Niggas actin' hella lame, but I ain't switchin' on the gang

People sayin' that I changed, but it's still the same Vey

I just poured up a four, you niggas is hoes

How you get it like that, nigga, I don't even know

This bitch hella bad, she don't even got no ass

Throw a bag at the bitch, make her get it off the floor (How we gon' Play it?)

Can't tell em' catch up, they can't keep up

We on a different pace

If he told you he in first, then it's a different race

One of one, one of nun, never place in last

Mean teacher with the class, cause I ain't never givin' passes

Pesos bout my queso, like them Mexicans

Way we steppin' with these sticks like a marching band

If she say"How we gon' play it", know she Bino fan

They want a milli' on the gram, I want a milli' off the milligrams

No, he ain't nothin' like me

Is you rollin' like I'm rollin

Shit, bitch, I might be

Servin' in my white tee

Oh, I think they like me

It's flavor every fit

It makes sense on why they bite me

I hit Camry in the Toyota

I hit Mercedes in the Benz

All stack, no spend

It's a 30-day cleanse

Girl, I ain't tryna be your mans

Give a fuck about who you with

I'm like a genie, rub her right

And I'ma grant her every wish

Walk into the bank, I want M's in my face

Bitch, suck me in my car, you ain't comin' to my place

Niggas actin' hella lame, but I ain't switchin' on the gang

People sayin' that I changed, but it's still the same Vey

I just poured up a four, you niggas is hoes

How you get it like that, nigga, I don't even know

This bitch hella bad, she don't even got no ass

Throw a bag at the bitch, make her get it off the floor

Yeah

Make her get it off the floor

Throw a bag at the bitch

Make her get it off the floor

Get it off the floor

Get it off the floor

Throw a bag at the bitch

Make her get it off the floor, nigga

Yeah

Veyster

Yeah, yop