C7 - Offa One (feat. Onfo, Jay Gwin & Brian O'Shea)

I got bars up in these jeans, you know I'm Offa One
These bitches, you had all of 'em
I got racks up in my pants, you know I'm onto some
C7SHIT
Yeah, yeah, woah
I got bars up in these jeans, you know I'm Offa One
Once you had one of these bitches, you had all of 'em
I'ma be a CEO, you know, a boss or some
I've been chillin' with my demons, got a lot of 'em
Bitches trippin', swear they really don't got common sense
Why you pressed? I don't really get just what the problem is
Why she actin' like she don't know what a condom is?
I'm a demon, baby, already know what time it is
Got a demon off a tab
Not enough, I take a dab
Yeah, I'm gonna make her gag
Hit the bitch and call a cab
I got money in the bag
Yeah, I know I make 'em mad
I'ma buy it, fuck the tab
Talk my shit, I'm gonna brag
Yeah, I'm offa one don't fuck up my routine, ooh yeah
I'm a giant, keep on lookin' up to me, ooh yeah
I'm permitted, benefited
Break the law and get acquitted
Take a break, no, I'ma get it
With the gang, we all committed
I got bars up in these jeans, you know I'm Offa One
Once you had one of these bitches, you had all of 'em
I'ma be a CEO, you know, a boss or some
I've been chillin' with my demons, got a lot of 'em
Bitches trippin', swear they really don't got common sense
Why you pressed? I don't really get just what the problem is
Why she actin' like she don't know what a condom is?
I'm a demon, baby, already know what time it is
Keep my features for my clique, no I can't offer one
Why these pussies tweakin' on my dick? I think they Offa One
I been takin' smoke so you know that I don't cough or none
Pop you like a yolk 'cause I know that you be soft enough
Know that I was down bad, now I bounce back
And now I'm talkin' shit, motherfucker how's that? Huh
Yeah, if I was thuggin', know I'd probably have a gat too
Knock you like it's nothin', oh I think he got a gap tooth, huh, yeah
I got bars up in these jeans, you know I'm Offa One
Once you had one of these bitches, you had all of 'em
I'ma be a CEO, you know, a boss or some
I been chillin' with my demons, got a lot of 'em
Bitches trippin', swear they really don't got common sense
Why you pressed? I don't really get just what the problem is
Why she actin' like she don't know what a condom is?
I'm a demon, baby, already know what time it is

Written by:
Billy Adams, Brandon Paradiso, Brian Roberts, James Guinn

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