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Off Tha Lot

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"Off Tha Lot." - Yeat

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 12:29 am

Album: 4L

Track No: 08

Bitch, I'm outside with a whole lotta guap (yeah, whole lot)
(Damn, Trgc made that?) I'm in LA where the sun don't stop
Sippin' on le-, whole lotta drop
I took the coupe out that bitch, yeah, I swerved that bitch right off the lot, huh
Yeah, yeah-yeah
I took her shoppin' at Saks (yeah, yeah-yeah)
All of my diamonds, they shine, yeah (hu)
Which one, a boot up or Perc'? (Hu)
I don't know, I can't decide (hu)
I had a hard time cleanin' my life (hu)
I put a deuce on his head, yeah
Watch her head go back like Pez, yeah
I pull up, she take off my pants
I don't do shit but get high, fuck a plan (hu)
I'm in the sky on a jet, in the top just livin', bitch, I don't think I can land
I need some top from that bitch, need the māthā, lil' bitch, give me head as soon as I land, yeah
Feel like a dream every day when I boot off the X
I can't tell you what's real or not, I can't feel it all
When it come to me takin' these, drugs, I can do a whole lot with my body
My bitch like a druggie now, she pull up, she pull up, she suck it, she suck it
She gone, she gone, that bitch like an In & Out
You might've just learned who I am, but I really been doin' this shit for a minute now, yeah
I just been doin' this shit, thinkin' 'bout everybody (everybody)
Yeah, I don't be doin' this shit for nobody, don't care about it, yeah
These lil' kids act like a fruit, like a bitch, he act like a pear about it, yeah
All these dudes copy my shit, they act like some parrots 'bout it
They said that they hard as it gets, well I'm askin' they parents 'bout it, yeah
Been at the tippity-top, it's hard, I got beef with my kidney
He ask me why the hell I take all these, percs, I told that boy to shut up, yeah
'Cause they feel good as shit (woah), huh, why else would I? (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm outside with a whole lotta guap (yeah, whole lot)
(Damn, Trgc made that?) I'm in LA where the sun don't stop
Sippin' on le-, whole lotta drop
I took the coupe out that bitch, yeah, I swerved that bitch right off the lot, huh
Yeah, yeah-yeah
I took her shoppin' at Saks (yeah, yeah-yeah)
All of my diamonds, they shine, yeah (hu)
Which one, a boot up or Perc'? (Hu)
I don't know, I can't decide (hu)
I had a hard time cleanin' my life (hu)

Writer(s): Noah Smith.

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