Off-White Tee ft. Looney Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Why the fuck she all on me
'Miri jeans, Off-White tee (Woo)
I can't keep her off of me (Damn)
Tell that bitch stop callin' me (Damn)
She on IG, stalkin' me
Why the fuck she all on me
Fuck, okay
My fits cost a quarter ki
You niggas can't floss like me
No, I ain't the New Boyz
That lil bitch on me, she jerkin' me (She jerkin' me)
These hoes got no manners, got no standards, got no courtesy (The fuck)
Drippin' in some Purple jeans
Sippin' on some purple lean (Aye)
You niggas is vegans, don't want beef, we serve ya turkey meat (Turkey meat)
He thought shit was bool, we turnt his white t-shirt to burgundy (Glahh)
I-I pulled up with Blu, them hoes came through, like an emergency
Baby, I'm a player
I don't play that, don't you curse at me (Pipe down)
Bitches flock like pigeons to the bread, that bitch a bird to me (Aye)
He think he that nigga but that nigga just a nerd to me (He a nerd)
Nah, they ain't talkin' 'bout shit
They getting on wax, they tell a nursery (Ain't talkin' 'bout shit)
Why you introduce me, when you know that hoe gone flirt with me (Why)
Gave this bitch my heart and like a key, this lil bitch turnt on me (On God)
I remember back then, when these bitches hmm, okay (Let me think about it)
I remember back then, when these bitches was just curvin' me (Damn)
Bold nigga, I remain a beast (Aye)
Fold nigga, nah, never me (Nah)
Pole on me, when they rolled on me
I was by my lonely, I remained a G
I know, you ain't never bleed
Hard times, gone make a king (Uh huh)
Hard lines, shit make believe
I'm in her skin, like Maybelline (Aye aye)
Back home, still with the team
Boss nigga, like Master P (500)
And I own my own masters, I ah still a blast it, if a nigga play with me (Buh buh)
'Miri jeans, Off-White tee
I can't keep her off of me (Damn)
Tell that bitch stop callin' me (Why she callin' me)
She on IG, stalkin' me (Why she on IG)
Why the fuck she all on me
Fuck, okay
My fits cost a quarter ki
You niggas can't floss like me