1st Off - Db.Boutabag Remix

Plxyboi
Lonis on this
First off I be stacking cheese
I ain't lactose
The chopper hit him in the foot
Now he lack toes
Second off quit starting hella rumors
You a drama queen
Bitch I got exotic bo
You could get all kind of lean
Third off
I'm fucking bitches with my shirt off
Oh he ain't throwing strikes
I'm a throw a curveball
Trying to get this work off
If you get in the way
Of me and the cheese
You getting burnt off

Plxyboi
P L X Y B
O I
To the D A E
Plxyboi
P L X Y B
O I
To the D A E
I be making music as a hobby
It be sloppy
Finna change my work ethic up
Do you copy
Twenty twenty two
Finna go visit to Zimbabwe
Twenty twenty one
Fuck waiting in the lobby
I'm a take it
I can never fake it
Wake up in the morning
Smell good, cooking bacon
Beat so hard
I could barely put the bass in
Wait, first off
Gelonade got me looking asian

First off I be stacking cheese
I ain't lactose
The chopper hit him in the foot
Now he lack toes
Second off quit starting hella rumors
You a drama queen
Bitch I got exotic bo
You could get all kind of lean
Third off
I'm fucking bitches with my shirt off
Oh he ain't throwing strikes
I'm a throw a curveball
Trying to get this work off
If you get in the way
Of me and the cheese
You getting burnt off

Aye DB
I gotta roll a klock
Waiting on my shipment
Finna get the wok
Pour another line pour another line
I can't be sober anytime
I get ignant
She calling me malignant
Plxyboi like a llama
He always spitting
Bitch
Vocabulary is efficient
It's insufficient funds
Swiping yo pimping
Aye look
I ain't Boutabag
But I'm about a bag though
You ain't even know I make beats
For my dad though
Worldwide with it
Outside with it
4 5 with it
Gon slide with it
Look
50k in a Birkin bag
Quavo on the way
Y'all be really snitching
Like the number after 68
Bread on my plate
Wash it down with water
Not 21 but the gang will slaughter

First off I be stacking cheese
I ain't lactose
The chopper hit him in the foot
Now he lack toes
Second off quit starting hella rumors
You a drama queen
Bitch I got exotic bo
You could get all kind of lean
Third off
I'm fucking bitches with my shirt off
Oh he ain't throwing strikes
I'm a throw a curveball
Trying to get this work off
If you get in the way
Of me and the cheese
You getting burnt off

You getting burnt off
Where the flame at
It's a real BIC
Not a torch nigga
Get up out of my face
You a dork nigga
Had to hop on that beat
Like a baby
Dropped off with a stork nigga
And I eat my chow mein
Wit a fork nigga
Turn me up nigga



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Writer(s): Christian Lonis
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