Off Right Lyrics

Yeah

Trell

Wood every morning start my day off right (off right)

They won't credit for shit they ain't right

Get up and get it, I'm at it all night (all night )

In the booth in sky like the flights

I'll turn em' ghost it ain't nun but a price

Stay on go, in my bag day and night

Nasty and loyal bae that is my type (my type)

If we vibe then we vibing alright (Trell)

The money is printed, I gotta go get it

Call me Usain you know, I'm a sprint it

Fuck they options and fuck how they feeling

Stu all day, It ain't no quitting

I cut off some niggas, and brung all the real in

Plot on the opps, call me the villain

Terminate rivals, it ain't no filming

Chain chilling round my neck it's swimming

If you ain't popping, they don't support you

Watch me pop it, then play it cordial

Niggas is strange, I play it normal

Till' I take his bitch, now she giving oral

Can't fuck with hoes, hoes don't have morals

All nah, all stretched out a corridor

Me and the stick but I got a four-door (Trell)

Yeah, I got a four dour

Wood every morning start my day off right (off right)

They won't credit for shit they ain't right

Get up and get it, I'm at it all night (all night)

In the booth in sky like the flights

I'll turn em' ghost it ain't nun but a price

Stay on go, in my bag day and night

Nasty and loyal bae that is my type (my type)

If we vibe then we vibing alright (Trell)

Wood every morning start my day off right (off right)

They won't credit for shit they ain't right

Get up and get it, I'm at it all night (all night )

In the booth in sky like the flights

I'll turn em' ghost it ain't nun but a price

Stay on go, in my bag day and night

Nasty and loyal bae that is my type (my type)

If we vibe then we vibing alright (Trell)

Why would you play and I told you to wait (why would you)

Could've left if you didn't wanna stay

If your niggas hungry then set up a plate (plate)

Let em' eat if they wanna be great

Broke tryna chop it won't go on a date

I'm a be the goat and it ain't a debate

Broke as fuck what the fuck is a eight

You keep it coded so I gotta gate

If you reading this get hit with the Drake

Read it wrong then it's probably too late

So far gone, damn near outta space

Smoking exotic three five to the face

Loud-like speakers let's turn up the bass

Staying consistent I don't see a race

Know that I'm running I'm chasing this cake

I see em' gunning but they can't replace me