0ffline (feat. bbno$) - thasup

Swerwin' in till' Mr. Pan told me to spice it up 'Course, I'm off the liquor, I don't really give a fuck Money on my mind, I'm out here tryna get it up Brand new circle change, I'm really tryna say what's up I'm also often in the studio with a double cup Pop a pill and if it's oil, it's the fishy stuff Pipe a thot, I'm back and out and I don't play with love Don't make me put a man fugazi in Versace gloves I'm steady smokin' yeah, your bitch be looking bipolar Taking chances, taking L's, like homeboy wide roll it If you're tryna love me, use your motor sell your hustle, boy If you're tryna ice me, I'm already cold, the city's icy boy What, what, diamonds on my nuts 'Course y'already know that I'm on your girl's butt I'm like what, what, Henny in my cup 'Course this Kirkland brand, I don't really have enough, yeah 'Course this Kirkland brand, I don't really have enough, yeah Boy got me flexin, gotta rinse it up Think it's kinda madness that these babies got the sauce Imma jugg and finesse 'em, my Prof thinks Imma flex Sorry that these doctors just be thinkin' I'm so clever Imma do it for the children, spit fast like Beretta Screwin' on a new, latest thotties sendin' letters Imma jugg and finesse 'em, jugg and finesse 'em Jugg and finesse 'em, jugg and finesse 'em I'on't like ya attitude, really ain't a bad dude I'm tryna get my money to me, lookin like some attitude Money ain't a matter, dude, I'm cursing every one of you Gotta push these thotties from my bank account like what it do Drank too much; I'm feelin' Buddha Like what it do, like what it do I'm sorry that the Henny got me crazy bout like what I do I'm flexin' money bills at you, I'm drippin' when I wanna do Studied at a uni but I wish I went to TOU What, what, diamonds on my nuts 'Course y'already know that I'm on your girl's butt I'm like what, what, Henny in my cup 'Course this Kirkland brand, I don't really have enough, yeah 'Course this Kirkland brand, I don't really have enough, yeah

I-I-It's Tantu Ayy, man, the- The fuck you mean you ain't heard no fuckin' Lentra the God? Ik was depressief en toen deed ik niet zo lief Maar ik had veel verdriet, ik roep 1-9-8-3 Ik kom van het dorp en nee, ik kom niet van de streets Tweeduizend-twintig, eet m'n mayo zonder friet Ik, ik was depressief en toen deed ik niet zo lief Maar ik had veel verdriet, ik roep 1-9-8-3, yih Ik kom van het dorp en nee, ik kom niet van de streets Tweeduizend-twintig, eet m'n mayo zonder friet, yeah Ik koop een riem en steek een hart onder m'n riem Ik ben te zien op een Belgisch magazine All I need zijn wat vrienden en wat beats, yes Ze vragen mij van waar ik kom en ik zeg, "Uit het niets" Als ik soms niet kan slapen, broer, dan maak ik mijzelf moe Ik zing een hook en ik voel me net als Boef, yeah Was ik een hond, dan was ik labrador of boef, yeah Er staat Albino op m'n riem, m'n broek, m'n boek Als jij mij wel wil zien, dan moet je mij gaan boeken Ik stuur een mail naar Maarten, ja, we gaan het doen Ik ben in Rotterdam, ik ben daar met Daan Koens We lezen Wikipedia en het gaat goed Ik was depressief en toen deed ik niet zo lief Maar ik had veel verdriet, ik roep 1-9-8-3 Ik kom van het dorp en nee, ik kom niet van de streets Tweeduizend-twintig, eet m'n mayo zonder friet Ik, ik was depressief en toen deed ik niet zo lief Maar ik had veel verdriet, ik roep 1-9-8-3, yih Ik kom van het dorp en nee, ik kom niet van de streets Tweeduizend-twintig, eet m'n mayo zonder friet, yeah My stummy hurts, ooh-ha-ooh-ah-ooh-ah you-uou Tryna ditch this girl, but she's stuck to me like glue-ue-ue Only like the money if it's blue-ue-ue-ue Baby out here making hits here if you wonder what I do Now watch me take a couple bands and turn it to a hundred G's I sold out fifty shows across the globe, that shit's a breeze I wrote this verse in fifteen minutes, you can hear it bleed I've had thot in every country, sayin', "Baby, please" I'ma stay gettin' big ass babes Giving close to no fucks when I whip a Tesla truck, yeah We ain't the same though, I'm in the end zone Yeah, the money is the only thing I can fold Ik was depressief en toen deed ik niet zo lief Maar ik had veel verdriet, ik roep 1-9-8-3 Ik kom van het dorp en nee, ik kom niet van de streets Tweeduizend-twintig, eet m'n mayo zonder friet Ik, ik was depressief en toen deed ik niet zo lief Maar ik had veel verdriet, ik roep 1-9-8-3, yih Ik kom van het dorp en nee, ik kom niet van de streets Tweeduizend-twintig, eet m'n mayo zonder friet, yeah

(Eh-eh-eh, runnin' through my head) (Eh-eh-eh, you feel me?) (Runnin' through my head) oh, ooh, mhm Dimmi che c'è, cerco il motivo Per cui sei sad, sai che non lo dirò Giuro a nessuno mai, mai, mai, mai Io anche mi chiudo sai, ma dai, ormai Dimmi che c'è, sei un po' in bilico Tra i perché, credi di esse' il primo, oh-oh Nein, nein, nein, nein, nein Non sarai solo mai, sai che hai me Eh, eh, giuro che sarò qua Anche se c'ho il cuore a metà, ah, seh Non m'importa, ah, yeh Fra', di fare la star, ah, yeh Perché so' un tipo normale che vorrebbe parlare Alla gente solo grazie alla musica Okay (okay), ora non posso stonare Ci posso provare ma ora non va (yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh) Chiedo se c'è da fumare Così non perdo tempo con "se" (yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh) "Avrei potuto" o "semmai", bungee jumping con le pare e lo stress (ma tu dillo a me) Dimmi che c'è, cerco il motivo Per cui sei sad, sai che non lo dirò Giuro a nessuno mai, mai, mai, mai Io anche mi chiudo sai, ma dai, ormai Dimmi che c'è, sei un po' in bilico Tra i perché, credi di esse' il primo, oh-oh Nein, nein, nein, nein, nein Non sarai solo mai, sai che hai me Un filosofo un po' tossico Arrossirò il giorno che mi dirai "No" contro ogni fottuto pronostico Non posso più far finta di star bene come un comico Il tuo tipo ideale sarà certamente il prossimo No, corrono a piedi i desideri Trovano sempre dei problemi Andando sopra i grattacieli di New York Perché mi cambi gli emisferi E vedi i lampi ancora accesi Dentro al cielo dei pensieri Ma lo smog offusca l'alba L'ansia mi bussa alla mia porta Tu stai lì come una volta La mia bussola è rotta e la mia rotta non è giusta Il cervello adesso è stretto in un cranio che pulsa Ma se ti fidi Dimmi che c'è, cerco il motivo Per cui sei sad, sai che non lo dirò Giuro a nessuno mai, mai, mai, mai Io anche mi chiudo sai, ma dai, ormai Dimmi che c'è, sei un po' in bilico Tra i perché, credi di esse' il primo, oh-oh Nein, nein, nein, nein, nein Non sarai solo mai, sai che hai me Oh-na-na-na-na-na-na Oh-na-na-na-na-na-na (yeah) Oh-na-na-na-na-na-na Sai che hai me Oh-na-na-na-na-na-na (lo sai) Oh-na-na-na-na-na-na Oh-na-na-na-na-na-na Oh-oh-oh