Off That Sh*t

专辑：Goodbye Horses

作曲 : Ian Smith/Asmil Rodriguez

[Intro]

Ha, ha, ha, ha

(Haha, what the f—?)

(Haha, what the f—? Haha, what the f—?)

(privateflightgang, bitch)

[Verse 1]

Uh, I can't see a lame, no way, my frames Bottega Veneta, I feel like the shit

'Bout hundred K stuffed in my bank, afraid that somebody hacked my account

I'm tryna stay patient, bae, but lately, I'm feelin' like maybe we just not meant

My whole fit blank, you wouldn't even think I paid 'bout the same price as a car

I take care of mine, he play with the guys, better off takin' a shot at The Don

You next to The Don, you better not lie, 'cause I don't got time to debate who the fraud (Hell nah)

I just take this lil' ho to Milan, we winin' and dinin' and havin' a ball

He the type to go wait in the line and hang wit' some grown ass men at the ball

[Chorus]

Damn, I'm off that shit, damn

Huh, I'll probably sip

But I'm gon' roll another blunt

Because I got it by the pound, goddamn

I'm just tryna make my momma proud of me

I will not quit until I find my peace

You know I hate that we apart

So I'm gon' keep my head inside the clouds for now

[Verse 2]

Goddamn, this shit got me lightheaded

I do not own this whip but I drive like it

I got ninety-nine problems, you not one

If I tell you the truth you might not like it

Roll it up in a wood, I am not cryin'

They'll tell you it's good when it's not fine

They'll tell you you should when you should not

Keep that in mind when you talk to the big dogs