Off White ft. Kill4Slime Lyrics

Niggas don't step with the slime right now they moving to federal, huh, huh

Off-white sneaks and Off-white belt I'm looking like Virgil, huh, huh

Off-white jeans and Off-white hat but I'm dripping in Purple, huh, huh

King of this shit, I got shooters on top, they spot you in thermal, huh, huh

I'm finna slide wit rocky, we come in your hood and put your lil boy to sleep

We come in October, masked up Jason, pull up on hoes and giving them treats

If that is your bitch, she tricking for gang you need to kick her right back to the streets

My shooters they play for the warriors, they come in your hood, they pull up and spray you from deep

Say he want smoke wit the gang, leave that boy missing, we beat him on sight

My gang like that mob, we put him in the sky, we tell that boy nicely have a nice flight

I'm in the fields like a quarterback best believe you ain't neva gonna see me go spike

I'm wit your bitch, she feeling my waste, she asking, boy is that your pipe?

I'm in the garden looking like melo, we pull up and shooting like Knicks

We march like army, step on there necks, there blood better not get on my ricks

I'm like Shedeur all in the fields, hold up look at my wrist

These niggas are sweet just like candy, niggas ain't taking that risk

These niggas be pussy they fronting for the hoes these niggas is not what you think

Say you about it, we pull up with clips and spray it as soon as you niggas can blink

Niggas can't ride this wave, you hop on this boat, you niggas is bound to sink

I got them killas on pay roll, give them the list, y'all niggas gonna turn to a ink

(What, What)

I shot this blick in public (What)

Cause I know nobody can fuck with me

Yeah, His brain on the floor but his soul in the air (Air)

Yeah, Run up on me I dear

I got no soul cause I came straight from hell

I be in the room fighting my demons

I got this bad bitch she on my meat she sucking my semen

Young niggas shooting for no reason

Getting this bread I do it for four seasons

(Four seasons)

I'm itching to kill I really be tweaking

(What)

Niggas be pussy they really be freezing

I'm on a different level i'm really a demon

(What)

Where i'm from you gonna die if you tell

Bitch i'm down to go to hell

(What)

Bitch i'm down to go to hell

(What)

I don't fuck with niggas as you can tell

I wear Off-white I don't fuck with Chanel

(Chanel)

But I'll buy a bitch Chanel, BBL

You can be the one but you can't be no kiss and tell

(What, What)

Fuck a nigga bitch in the back of a Honda

And she know i'm the one

Bitch i'm really a don

You can get hit with the motherfucking blick

If you play with the don

We be committing all these crimes

My young nigga stay with the iron

My young nigga stay with the iron

My young nigga stay with the iron

My young nigga stay with the

My young nigga stay with the iron

My young nigga stay with the iron

My young nigga stay with the iron

My young nigga stay with the iron

My young nigga stay with the

My young nigga stay

My young nigga stay with the iron

(What)