Official

Black with white stripes, niggas know I'm official
Speakin' my mind, thoughts fresh off the mental
Better listen close, shit go deeper than the tissue
She cried me river, text back "I don't miss you"

I'm not fearin' ya, you not scary bruh
You not in my area, you not on my level
Hand on my dick, got her head on a swivel
Stay digging me like a fuckin' shovel

Gotta get me a duffle, tryna get to a M
Don't burst my bubble, so that means you can't get in
Team in the huddle, all know is to win
Heard you talking shit, I can smell it in the wind

Want a slice of my mind, call it a masterpiece
Check all the facts, I'm known for my expertise
Hop on the track and run it like an athlete
Speeding through life, ain't no way that you're passing me

Never outta luck cuz I roll the clover up
She said she down to fuck, so I gotta fuck it up
Had a few cents, didn't even have a buck
But I got common sense, yeah my thoughts added up

Millions on my mind, but they said I need correction
Dream about money, thoughts move in the right direction
No wrestler but I flex with ever muscle in my body
Hear the facts but do y'all copy
Feel like Nike, I'm just checkin'

Man I'm dropping all this knowledge, gonna bless you like a reverend
Or a sneeze if you please, here's a tissue, take a second
Cut off all the leaches before those bridges turn into dead ends
Couldn't fuck with old homies, no I won't pretend

Always keep it real, the real ones always know
Never need a hoe, never switch up on the bros
They share the same color
So excuse me when I hear talk about money cuz I'm always on go

Big guap
NASCAR racin', no pit stop
I'm rollin' and they wanna change my wheels, huh bitch stop
In tip top shape, NASA rocket how I lift off
My words got you outta ya mind, now that's off top

Don't slip on the drip, yeah get a mop
Never ask, just know that I want a lot
Get right, treat the fam like I'm Santa Claus
You better top me up, no breaks, yeah no pause

Black with white stripes, niggas know I'm official
Speakin' my mind, thoughts fresh off the mental
Better listen close, shit go deeper than the tissue
She cried me river, text back "I don't miss you"

I'm not fearin' ya, you not scary bruh
You not in my area, you not on my level
Hand on my dick, got her head on a swivel
Stay digging me like a fuckin' shovel

Gotta get me a duffle, tryna get to a M
Don't burst my bubble, so that means you can't get in
Team in the huddle, all know is to win
Heard you talking shit, I can smell it in the wind

Want a slice of my mind, call it a masterpiece
Check all the facts, I'm known for my expertise
Hop on the track and run it like an athlete
Speeding through life, ain't no way that you're passing me

Shit go so crazy, I do this shit often
That bitch for the streets, yeah she gone, like an auction
If the door open wide, imma go in with caution
Niggas steady gazin' and their eyes pocket watchin

Check chipotle green, that's hella guac
Thought it was a movie by the way she bop to the top
Imma keep on grinding, ain't no way that Imma stop
Imma score like James, but I will never flop

Damn look at shorty, she life of the party
She movin' both cheeks and not movin' her body
She go down below like she listen to Roddy
Once I'm done, turn to the team yeah y'all got it

Get to the gas, smokin' no brakes
Only get pressure, I steady bake
My team not mannequins, niggas never fake
Give a fuck bout the law and scream fuck the jakes

I'm going up, that ain't up for debate
Don't wanna hear it, ignoring the hate
Destined for greatness, I know that shit fate
Help out the fam, make sure grandma is straight

I'm going up, that ain't up for debate
The plug with no watch, never showing up late
You wanna get in? Must be a ten
If she got good head then she must be a eight

Black with white stripes, niggas know I'm official
Speakin' my mind, thoughts fresh off the mental
Better listen close, shit go deeper than the tissue
She cried me river, text back "I don't miss you"

I'm not fearin' ya, you not scary bruh
You not in my area, you not on my level
Hand on my dick, got her head on a swivel
Stay digging me like a fuckin' shovel

Gotta get me a duffle, tryna get to a M
Don't burst my bubble, so that means you can't get in
Team in the huddle, all know is to win
Heard you talking shit, I can smell it in the wind

Want a slice of my mind, call it a masterpiece
Check all the facts, I'm known for my expertise
Hop on the track and run it like an athlete
Speeding through life, ain't no way that you're passing me



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Webb
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