OFFERED A DEAL (SLOWED) ft. Bandmanrill Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayy, huh, she wanna fuck, I said, what's up
Bitch, I'm bout to geek off the lean in my cup
The way I be fuckin' up beats, what the fuck
You cannot rap like me, you dumb
You ain't gettin' racks like me, you bum
You go to the Stu, but I do it myself
I got offered a deal but declined, oh well
A hundred thousand, by the way, but I know what I'm worth
Come try me, bitch, last day on the earth
On the jersey club, I be spazzin' word
If you want a feature, gotta pay for a verse
If I throw her a bag, then that bitch finna twerk
Don't run up bitch, these bullets, they hurt
White Tee turn red, kill an opp like Purge
Bitch, I'm countin' the racks, I feel like a nerd
Grah, Grah, boom
You fuck around, and we clearin' the room
That boy tried to rundown grah boom
Stop with the dissin' shit, we gon' pull up on him
With a couple sticks
Y-Y'all niggas cap, ain't make shit, lit
You be postin' up guns, won't shoot them, bitch
Sneak dissin' for a song,
Why won't you pull up and come shoot sum bitch
Ayy, huh, she wanna fuck, I said, what's up
Bitch, I'm bout to geek off the lean in my cup
The way I be fuckin' up beats, what the fuck
You cannot rap like me, you dumb
You ain't gettin' racks like me, you bum
You go to the Stu, but I do it myself
I got offered a deal but declined, oh well
A hundred thousand, by the way, but I know what I'm worth
Come try me, bitch, last day on the earth
On the jersey club, I be spazzin' word
If you want a feature, gotta pay for a verse
If I throw her a bag, then that bitch finna twerk
Don't run up bitch, these bullets, they hurt
White Tee turn red, kill an opp like Purge
Bitch, I'm countin' the racks, I feel like a nerd
Grah, Grah, boom
You fuck around, and we clearin' the room
That boy tried to rundown grah boom
Stop with the dissin' shit, we gon' pull up on him
With a couple sticks
Y-Y'all niggas cap, ain't make shit, lit
You be postin' up guns, won't shoot them, bitch
Sneak dissin' for a song,
Why won't you pull up and come shoot sum bitch
Ayy, huh, she wanna fuck, I said, what's up
Bitch, I'm bout to geek off the lean in my cup
The way I be fuckin' up beats, what the fuck
You cannot rap like me, you dumb
You ain't gettin' racks like me, you bum
You go to the Stu, but I do it myself
I got offered a deal but declined, oh well
A hundred thousand, by the way, but I know what I'm worth
Come try me, bitch, last day on the earth
On the jersey club, I be spazzin' word
If you want a feature, gotta pay for a verse
If I throw her a bag, then that bitch finna twerk
Don't run up bitch, these bullets, they hurt
White Tee turn red, kill an opp like Purge
Bitch, I'm countin' the racks, I feel like a nerd
Grah, Grah, boom
You fuck around, and we clearin' the room
That boy tried to rundown grah boom
Stop with the dissin' shit, we gon' pull up on him
With a couple sticks
Y-Y'all niggas cap, ain't make shit, lit
You be postin' up guns, won't shoot them, bitch
Sneak dissin' for a song,
Why won't you pull up and come shoot sum bitch