OFF DAT FENT – Bruce Banks Lyrics
J Soda what the fuck going on?
Slat slat
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent, slat
I got stomach tats, put it in her back
Slapped that hoe on her ass, she tryna make it clap
She wanna hear that bass, turn that bass to the max
She not leaving me alone she can’t give me time to relax (Bank Killa)
Huh huh huh
I’ve been outta my body
Styling on these hoes feel like Barbie
Cheating on my hoe I ain’t sorry
I’m not regular feel like Molly
I’m been geeking on molly
Yes I’m rich well probably
I got the bags not Prada
Shooting my choppas better watch me
Spinning the block for my niggas, bitch
Spinning again and I’m bigger
Can’t back just to get em
I’m so tough don’t mess with me
Can’t you tell I’m off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent
I’ve been off the fent, slat
I got stomach tat
I got stomach tat
I got stomach tat
I got stomach tat
I got stomach tat
I got stomach tat (tat tat tat)
OFF DAT FENT, de Bruce Banks. Álbum OFF THAT FENT; compositor Bruce Banks; lançamento 9 de julho de 2026. Trap cru sobre excessos e superação.











