Off-White (feat. Global Mongo)

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I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
 I can't even fuck with her, she don't act right
 Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
 Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
 Yeah I see that brand new Benz from a distance
 I don't know you, we not friends, keep a distance
 I don't really fuck with them, they be trippin'
 Keep a .38 inside my Scottie Pippens
 Drinkin' that lean like it's coffee, ooh (syrup)
 I feel like nothin' can stop me, ooh
 All these thotties they be sloppy
 Wanna run up on me, hit 'em like Rocky, damn
 Now I'm feelin' like Chris, ayy
 Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, ayy
 Diamonds dancin' like Rihanna
 Coolin' with Chapo, I'll see him mañana
 Trapping inside the cabana
 Tony Montana, flippin' that work for the Prada
 I just want all of the money, fuck up some commas
 I got no time for no drama
 Coolin' with Mongo, we makin' a movie, your mama
 Prolly somewhere in Bahamas
 I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
 I can't even fuck with her, she don't act right
 Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
 Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
 They don't wanna see me shine 'cause my light bright
 Wake up in the mornin' high like a damn kite
 If we beef, no politickin', homes, it's on sight
 I just wanna fuck you baby, why you wanna fight?
 I just copped a P, bands 'bout to take flight
 See me with the hands, I'm posted up all night
 Comin' live from the 5, 12 years strong
 Honeycomb purp, bottom of my big bong
 You don't wanna play chicken, I got big balls
 Ten toes down, big boss, stand tall
 I've been cookin' so hard, sauce on the wall
 I'm makin' hits, that's your bitch 'bout to risk it all
 What's the move? Hit me up, I stay on call
 In shinin' shoes, dressin' up like I'm 'bout to ball
 Makin' plays, silky smooth, John fucking Wall
 They so faking, I'm so true, I'm tryna tell y'all
 Get it how you live it, make sure you just don't fall
 It's all about the digits, get it then I make a call
 I just wanna be rich and buy the fuckin' mall
 I got tunnel vision like I'm walkin' in a hall
 I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
 I can't even fuck with her, she don't act right
 Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
 Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
 
 I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
 I can't even fuck with her, she don't act right
 Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
 Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
 Yeah I see that brand new Benz from a distance
 I don't know you, we not friends, keep a distance
 I don't really fuck with them, they be trippin'
 Keep a .38 inside my Scottie Pippens
 Drinkin' that lean like it's coffee, ooh (syrup)
 I feel like nothin' can stop me, ooh
 All these thotties they be sloppy
 Wanna run up on me, hit 'em like Rocky, damn
 Now I'm feelin' like Chris, ayy
 Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, ayy
 Diamonds dancin' like Rihanna
 Coolin' with Chapo, I'll see him mañana
 Trapping inside the cabana
 Tony Montana, flippin' that work for the Prada
 I just want all of the money, fuck up some commas
 I got no time for no drama
 Coolin' with Mongo, we makin' a movie, your mama
 Prolly somewhere in Bahamas
 I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
 I can't even fuck with her, she don't act right
 Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
 Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
 They don't wanna see me shine 'cause my light bright
 Wake up in the mornin' high like a damn kite
 If we beef, no politickin', homes, it's on sight
 I just wanna fuck you baby, why you wanna fight?
 I just copped a P, bands 'bout to take flight
 See me with the hands, I'm posted up all night
 Comin' live from the 5, 12 years strong
 Honeycomb purp, bottom of my big bong
 You don't wanna play chicken, I got big balls
 Ten toes down, big boss, stand tall
 I've been cookin' so hard, sauce on the wall
 I'm makin' hits, that's your bitch 'bout to risk it all
 What's the move? Hit me up, I stay on call
 In shinin' shoes, dressin' up like I'm 'bout to ball
 Makin' plays, silky smooth, John fucking Wall
 They so faking, I'm so true, I'm tryna tell y'all
 Get it how you live it, make sure you just don't fall
 It's all about the digits, get it then I make a call
 I just wanna be rich and buy the fuckin' mall
 I got tunnel vision like I'm walkin' in a hall
 I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
 I can't even fuck with her, she don't act right
 Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
 Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
 

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Duration
02:45
Key
1
Tempo
155 BPM

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