OFF YOUR TOP lyrics

[NINA VERSE 1]
Need to be evicted out b*tches heads (Got to move out)
Hoes talking crazy, I'll get the sledge (Killing you b*tches)
Then push them right off a f*cking ledge
Don't give a f*ck if I break my pledge (f*ck EMS)
Tired ass b*tches need to take a seat (Sit down)
Talk sh*t all day, even when I sleep (Pathetic b*tch)
Win in every way, you don't compete (You not even number two)
You wanna be my son, not paying tuition
Don't do the sneak dissing, b*tch get to wishing
They switch so quick, after all the ass kissing (Switch like what?)
Fans can't go a day without mentioning my name (Keep watching)
You hurt? Go to Crusade, and get some band-aids (Ouch)
Obsessed b*tches stay in your lane, don't swerve
f*ck your boyfriend, don't want his ass, I curved
Busted ass hoes can't look like me, I'm well-preserved

[Chorus: NINA & CEE$]
Off the top, I'll off your top
Only wanna pipe up when they off the rock
Need I let them know, I got Nina with me though
If they hating, I'm hitting them with a shoulder so cold
These hot headed hoes do the most
Heated every time I post, sneak diss
But when it's time to fight, that b*tch
Turns to a f*cking ghost, she don't know
What to do, did she say who's her crew?
I can meet them in a few and stomp
A b*tch into her tomb
Stomp a b*tch into his tomb with some Timbs on
And it's f*ck your fam, no Windsong
I don't think you want with me, when I get up in a mood
Yeah they call me LiL Cee$, but it's still Big Wu
Gripping on that Nina I'm bout my Bankz
Off your top right out the gate
[CEE$ VERSE 2]
Drip so holy, they pray at my altar
Check yo ego, 'fore I leave you altered
Whether on a beat or literally you're getting beat
Until you're turning purple, like you out here repping Ballas
Don't know how to call it, Hakuna Matata
Meet your shorty at a club bang her, Carter
If you want to see my street side
It's so EeZy to get the green light
What a bunch of balderdash
When your mouth write a check that your ass can't cash
Pull up in a whip they turn and dip fast
Paranoia give a constant case of whiplash
Lately, I've been debating
Is it cash or attention you meant to pay me?
You're a fan in my mentions, it's getting crazy
Were you born trash? Are you Brenda's baby?

[Chorus: NINA & CEE$]
Off the top, I'll off your top
Only wanna pipe up when they off the rock
Need I let them know, I got Nina with me though
If they hating, I'm hitting them with a shoulder so cold
These hot headed hoes do the most
Heated every time I post, sneak diss
But when it's time to fight, that b*tch
Turns to a f*cking ghost, she don't know
What to do, did she say who's her crew?
I can meet them in a few and stomp
A b*tch into her tomb
Stomp a b*tch into his tomb with some Timbs on
And it's f*ck your fam, no Windsong
I don't think you want with me, when I get up in a mood
Yeah they call me LiL Cee$, but it's still Big Wu
Gripping on that Nina I'm bout my Bankz
Off your top right out the gate
[NINA VERSE 3]
Checking many boxes off my hit list (Bodies on bodies)
Any room I stand in, I'm the sickest (The baddest)
Run me my money, send it all in a lump sum (Run it)
All these b*tches Dodo's, the way that I run them (f*cking birds)
Snap a couple cute photos with the dropped ones
Won't post them, can't be seen with bums (Nuh, uh)

[CEE$ VERSE 4]
Bums, bozos, but me? I've been dope
Labeled as bad, about my bag like BIMBOS
Boy, you getting boo'd from the monsters
Ink on the page, please I'm putting on proper
And probably the reason you know me
Better hold your head high if you're in the nosebleeds

[NINA VERSE 5]
b*tches watching me from a cheap ass TV (Poor)
Failed dreams, thinking about what they could be (That's me)
Hot headed hoes mad they see me succeed (Look hoe)
Suck my big ass d, f*cking b*tch (Suck it)
Dumb ass hoe, I'll off your top