Off-White
Bitch I'm in Off-White
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
Bitch I'm in Off-White
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
Yeah, Flex
I just pulled up in coupe
My whip got stars in the roof
Babygirl said I'm the truth
Two thousand dollars a shoe
All of my money is blue
Rollie is stuffed with jewels
I'm getting cake who is you
Boy you so light like a feather
You know I'm tight like my sweater
Walking around in Margiela
I'm takin' off like propellers
Diamonds they wet like a boat
Told that lil' bitch gimme throat
Whippin' around in ya city
Makin' it do a three sixty
Pull up on em like assassins
Ran the block just like a captain
Spending racks on the fashion
Gave me daps like what's happenin'
She on my lap like a napkin
Throw it back and I'm smashin'
Spitting facts when I'm rappin'
Made some stacks now they taxin'
Bitch I'm in Off-White
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
Bitch I'm in Off-White
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
Bitch I'm in Off-White
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
Yeah, Flex
I just pulled up in coupe
My whip got stars in the roof
Babygirl said I'm the truth
Two thousand dollars a shoe
All of my money is blue
Rollie is stuffed with jewels
I'm getting cake who is you
Boy you so light like a feather
You know I'm tight like my sweater
Walking around in Margiela
I'm takin' off like propellers
Diamonds they wet like a boat
Told that lil' bitch gimme throat
Whippin' around in ya city
Makin' it do a three sixty
Pull up on em like assassins
Ran the block just like a captain
Spending racks on the fashion
Gave me daps like what's happenin'
She on my lap like a napkin
Throw it back and I'm smashin'
Spitting facts when I'm rappin'
Made some stacks now they taxin'
Bitch I'm in Off-White
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
Bitch I'm in Off-White
You better talk nice
You better stop like
That's the shit that I don't like
Run it up, ooh
Ain't no one touchin' us, ooh
Bentley truck, ooh
Mad cause I'm coming up, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Flex Rogers
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