Official ft. DublAye Lyrics

It’s Whitty uh huh

She drop it low for a real one she know that I’m official

You think you hard but when you turn around ain’t no one with you

Don’t want to fuck with my gang your mom will grab some tissues

On my block where I hang and ima press my issue

She drop it low for a real one she know that I’m official

You think you hard but when you turn around ain’t no one with you

Don’t want to fuck with my gang your mom will grab some tissues

On my block where I hang and ima press my issue

This 562 until the death and can’t nobody stop me

I live the life I talk about got the right to be cocky

I love my bitch when she creep in the room then suck it sloppy

When she press record I don’t say shit I just need a copy

Been in these streets all day and night cuz I’m bout my cash

Run me my money you ain’t got it well then that’s your ass

Whitty stay on the frontline cuz I was born to blast

Been through them hard times cuz I was built to last

Told DubleAye I’m on my way and we gon make it out

Been hustling ever since then we on that paper route

I got OG in the blunt it keep us on the go

I was raised by them OG’s could never bend or fold

If you don’t know then you should ask about me I’m official

Could have a bitch buss it down then blow me like a whistle

This FBG until the casket drop I’m with the gang

And every time that we slide you gon hear that bang

She drop it low for a real one she know that I’m official

You think you hard but when you turn around ain’t no one with you

Don’t want to fuck with my gang your mom will grab some tissues

On my block where I hang and ima press my issue

She drop it low for a real one she know that I’m official

You think you hard but when you turn around ain’t no one with you

Don’t want to fuck with my gang your mom will grab some tissues

On my block where I hang and ima press my issue

Lil nigga in a bag got my focus right

Whitty B up on the equalizer got the focus right

Chop you down karate kick a nigga like I’m cobra kai

Told bro I'm size 42 that’s my Gucci size

Nigga’s nasty sipping on that yellow that’s chicken broth

Remember days I was thuggin' outfits came straight from Ross

Now we FBG foreal we don’t take a loss

I can take your bitch with more chances than a coin toss

Set it up then

Ima tell my Bros when to slide

Bitch when I count to 10 you better come and give me mine

Me and all my nigga’s waiting outside we ain't wasting time

Paloma in my cup lil baby it smell like summer time

I'm about crack your can bitch look like natural light

Your bitch ass look better in some natural light

Told that bitch she can come over and just stay the night

Then I bought her ass an uber, my father raised me right

She drop it low for a real one she know that I’m official

You think you hard but when you turn around ain’t no one with you

Don’t want to fuck with my gang your mom will grab some tissues

On my block where I hang and ima press my issue

She drop it low for a real one she know that I’m official

You think you hard but when you turn around ain’t no one with you

Don’t want to fuck with my gang your mom will grab some tissues

On my block where I hang and ima press my issue

She drop it low for a real one she know that I’m official

You think you hard but when you turn around ain’t no one with you

Don’t want to fuck with my gang your mom will grab some tissues

On my block where I hang and ima press my issue