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Off the Zip Video (MV)




Performed By: Keyez Tarantino
Length: 3:13
Written by: Keion Harvey




Keyez Tarantino - Off the Zip Lyrics




Off the zip, ima make it flip
40 on my hip, sauce I drip
Getting to the bag, I need all my chips
Dealership cop another ship, b**ch I'm outta here
Superfly I be hella high, Take off in my leer

Pop the seal, know we got feel
This shit make a kill
In the field, we be in the field
Bussin bags and deals
Sex appeal and her booty real
Poppin percs and sips, yea she strip
Tat up on her wrist, that's my little bitch
Wit the mob, I feel like Saddam
Shooters dropping bombs, Avion shots of avion
Toast up to the squad, f*ck a job
Can't no 9 to 5 pay me like my God
I Diddy bop, coke in my ciroc, bitch I'm really hot

Off the zip, ima make it flip
40 on my hip, sauce I drip
Getting to the bag, I need all my chips
Dealership cop another ship, bitch I'm outta here
Super fly I be hella high, take off in my leer

Pop a pill, bitch I'm really real
Give your girl the chills, love my lips
Yea she love my lips, say she wanna kiss
No sneak diss, my shooters don't miss
Really wit the shits, ignorance ignorance is bliss
Your money counterfit, I count it up
Mud all in my cup, drippin in the club
Show me love, my city show love
Who I do it for, I'm the one yea the chosen one
Call me young Lebron, they co-sign
Said in due time, damn the summer mine

Off the zip, ima make it flip
40 on my hip, sauce I drip
Getting to the bag, I need all my chips
Dealership cop another ship, bitch I'm outta here
Superfly I be hella high, Take off in my leer
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Off the zip, ima make it flip
40 on my hip, sauce I drip
Getting to the bag, I need all my chips
Dealership cop another ship, b**ch I'm outta here
Superfly I be hella high, Take off in my leer

Pop the seal, know we got feel
This shit make a kill
In the field, we be in the field
Bussin bags and deals
Sex appeal and her booty real
Poppin percs and sips, yea she strip
Tat up on her wrist, that's my little bitch
Wit the mob, I feel like Saddam
Shooters dropping bombs, Avion shots of avion
Toast up to the squad, f*ck a job
Can't no 9 to 5 pay me like my God
I Diddy bop, coke in my ciroc, bitch I'm really hot

Off the zip, ima make it flip
40 on my hip, sauce I drip
Getting to the bag, I need all my chips
Dealership cop another ship, bitch I'm outta here
Super fly I be hella high, take off in my leer

Pop a pill, bitch I'm really real
Give your girl the chills, love my lips
Yea she love my lips, say she wanna kiss
No sneak diss, my shooters don't miss
Really wit the shits, ignorance ignorance is bliss
Your money counterfit, I count it up
Mud all in my cup, drippin in the club
Show me love, my city show love
Who I do it for, I'm the one yea the chosen one
Call me young Lebron, they co-sign
Said in due time, damn the summer mine

Off the zip, ima make it flip
40 on my hip, sauce I drip
Getting to the bag, I need all my chips
Dealership cop another ship, bitch I'm outta here
Superfly I be hella high, Take off in my leer
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Writer: Keion Harvey
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