OFF WHITE

(Selling weed in highschool Inna back hall we been booming No need for discussion) Make a few bands and I'm fresh of the wake up I like me a bitch with a fat ass no makeup We ran up them digits I see why they hate us That 23 gone jump like lebron on the Lakers We been spending them racks we don't shop at the mall Yea I'm up but I jump when a Fein start to call My momma she taught me the hustle I'm thinking bout blixk man that boy was the muscle We gone go to the club with the poles Inna shuttle Been having my way but I gotta stay humble They ain't trynna see a nigga shine Bad lil bitch you know she mine I ain't insecure I know she fine So I tell them other hoes to fall in line Racks talk yea I got a few bricks if a trap call Sellin weed in high school Inna back hall We been booming no need for discussion If it ain't bout no money the f*ck ima say Everyday a new bank run it up by the day By the hour the minute They start it I finish Our s1 it's tinted They block bout to bend it Off white no black a1s rock all white I like that bitch her jaw tight She gone gimme the drop ima send it We ain't wasting no time we gone spin it Call my monkeys to drum they gone flip it Buddha mansion do a vid when we finished Lord forgive me I really been sining (Really been sining) Bro off 2 30s be ready to flame him Ain't trusting no spirit this glock keep me dangerous I thought a dead nigga said sumn Now you dead Inna wood when we smoke the new pack Lil shhhh be fire our head numb We got racks member days it was bread crumbs Had to get on my shit and I stayed on my shit Now you see a Young nigga just ballin' I was humble for long now I'm popping my shit but I jump When I hear a trap callin' Keep a pole in my city Cause niggas like me ain't no game We stay dangerous We ain't letting no goofy who ain't been around on block Trynna post up and hang with us They say life is a gamble you been testing ya luck Now ya life is in shambles We been giving out samples we got so many bricks a few niggas can't handle Me and my niggas ain't no competition we all good like bosses We know our position Lil karter ain't gotta go live how we living And liph got a daughter you know he gone get it And spend it and spoil his baby So he gotta ride with a glock with no safety He gotta be there to support his lil baby My brothers I love em won't change up for nun Call bam and call doadie I need it they coming Dinero my blood we made nothing to something We spot us a opp and you know he start running But my niggas shooters you know they gone gun him 10 shots to his face put a few in his stomach (Make a few bands and I'm fresh off the wake up I like me a bitch with a fat ass no makeup)