Off-White (feat. Nafe Smallz)

JB on the beat

Got this drip a while ago an' still, it's got the tag
Baby 'cause that's Off-White an' I ain't gotta brag
Shawty love me bad, Chanel print up on her bag
Asked me when she calls, why I never ring her back
63S kinda nippy, boy it drags
"Buy me a Birkin bag", that's all I ever hear
VVS clear put a rock up in your ear
And every time we pull up, we make everyone stare
An' every time we do it, why you gotta say you love me?
You know that shit scares, now I'm off, I'm in a hurry
Runnin' to this money whilst I got you in your feelings
You text me that abuse, think she fighting with some demons
Balenciaga, Louis, you'll forget it for a second
Nails are like a new dawn, man that's impressive
I could make more effort an' I know it, but I didn't
Louis for the linen, cube when I took you swimming

I got too much going on
Nobody makes it where I'm from
Where all the good die young (Yeah)
Life, you got to take it as it comes
See I've been out here way too long (Yeah)
An' still I'm writing all my wrongs
This brick of white could put you on
What doesn't kill you, make you strong
What doesn't kill you, make you strong

So much money, how a nigga still waking up depressed?
Put them clamps tight, then I take it out the press
An' I gotta' address, get some shit up off my chest
An' if I didn't flex, I think you'd love me less
An' why you gotta call every minute tryna check
That I ain't with my ex or a next? It's a mess
Big bag baby, they won't ever give me less
An' I just want head, why you wanna give me stress?

Young boy got me a brick, now I'm like NBA (Never broke)
Two hands on the tray when I pray for better days (Yeah)
Brought a vibe, now I get better plays (Better plays)
I just told 'em how I stretch this yé (Whip it)
I'm the one to blame, I got me paid, I stayed the same (Stayed the same)
Range with the wood grain (Neeum)
I just move it, get it gone (Gone)
Hit the jewellers with this prof' (Profit)
Sorry b, I can't see you I got-

I got too much going on
Nobody makes it where I'm from
Where all the good die young (Yeah)
Life, you got to take it as it comes
See I've been out here way too long (Yeah)
An' still I'm writing all my wrongs
This brick of white could put you on
What doesn't kill you, make you strong
What doesn't kill you, make you strong