R.I.P. Virgil
Yay yayee (yay yayee)
With all this off-white drip on me
Aye
Yep
Aye yuh aye let's go aye
R-I-P to Virgil with all this off-white drip on me
When I pull up on shawty then she gon give me that T-O-P (yeh)
Yea I tote that nine but we ain't playing no C-O-D
If shawty is a goddess then I must be G-O-D?
That's fasho
For certain
Nigga shawty know
I'm workin
In tha cut
Like surgery
I'm killin em'
I'm purging
Nigga Louis V
My purchase
My Cartiers
Be hurting
She calling me
It's urgent
I'm balling out
Like Irving
My foreign car, skirting, skirting, skirting
When I pull up on them hoes aye (skkrttt)
Off-white drip on me
My drip be wetter than a boat aye
Off-white on my shirt
And I got off-white always on my toes (splash!)
I just took my bitch out shopping
And asked her what she want? (yah)
Off-white shit (off-white shit)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Off-white kicks (off-white kicks)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Louis v (Louis v)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
One for me (one for me)
And my bitch (and my bitch)
All this money I got on me
You know that I'm gon' spin (spin)
I can't do no cap
Bitch I can't lie I can't pretend (yea)
If I hop out Bimmer then I'm jumping in a Benz (yea)
I should take yo bitch and let her blow me like the wind, ye
When I talk to god
I say forgive me for my sins, aye
Cause I been going off, man
I copped off-white shit again, aye
Prada shades on me
I got designer on my lens, aye
Shawty be so bad
Gotdamn I wish she had a twin aye
I'm pullin' up (pullin' up)
Pop that shit (pop that shit)
Hate on me (hate on me)
Nigga stop that shit (stop that shit)
Pull up quick (pull up quick)
Then pop that shit (pop that shit)
Bussin' at em' (bussin' at em')
Then pop that bitch (Pop that bih)
Off-white shit (off-white shit)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Off-white kicks (off-white kicks)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Louis v (Louis v)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
One for me (one for me)
And my bitch (and my bitch)
R-I-P to Virgil with all this
Off-white drip on me
With all this off-white drip on me
Yea, yea, yea
Don't believe the box that they put you in
But life is short—
That, you can't waste even a day
With all this off-white drip on me
Aye
Yep
Aye yuh aye let's go aye
R-I-P to Virgil with all this off-white drip on me
When I pull up on shawty then she gon give me that T-O-P (yeh)
Yea I tote that nine but we ain't playing no C-O-D
If shawty is a goddess then I must be G-O-D?
That's fasho
For certain
Nigga shawty know
I'm workin
In tha cut
Like surgery
I'm killin em'
I'm purging
Nigga Louis V
My purchase
My Cartiers
Be hurting
She calling me
It's urgent
I'm balling out
Like Irving
My foreign car, skirting, skirting, skirting
When I pull up on them hoes aye (skkrttt)
Off-white drip on me
My drip be wetter than a boat aye
Off-white on my shirt
And I got off-white always on my toes (splash!)
I just took my bitch out shopping
And asked her what she want? (yah)
Off-white shit (off-white shit)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Off-white kicks (off-white kicks)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Louis v (Louis v)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
One for me (one for me)
And my bitch (and my bitch)
All this money I got on me
You know that I'm gon' spin (spin)
I can't do no cap
Bitch I can't lie I can't pretend (yea)
If I hop out Bimmer then I'm jumping in a Benz (yea)
I should take yo bitch and let her blow me like the wind, ye
When I talk to god
I say forgive me for my sins, aye
Cause I been going off, man
I copped off-white shit again, aye
Prada shades on me
I got designer on my lens, aye
Shawty be so bad
Gotdamn I wish she had a twin aye
I'm pullin' up (pullin' up)
Pop that shit (pop that shit)
Hate on me (hate on me)
Nigga stop that shit (stop that shit)
Pull up quick (pull up quick)
Then pop that shit (pop that shit)
Bussin' at em' (bussin' at em')
Then pop that bitch (Pop that bih)
Off-white shit (off-white shit)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Off-white kicks (off-white kicks)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
Louis v (Louis v)
Cop that shit (cop that shit)
One for me (one for me)
And my bitch (and my bitch)
R-I-P to Virgil with all this
Off-white drip on me
With all this off-white drip on me
Yea, yea, yea
Don't believe the box that they put you in
But life is short—
That, you can't waste even a day
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