Off White - Larry

Me pongo algun conjunto las ranflitas nike af Off white blue los track pants traigo estilo que Tal todo me va Truenan los discos tambien se venden pero en General una raptor a 180 se ve acelerar Comentarios de que dura esta Me voy a movilizar para llegar no me van a Alcanzar las metas fijas van la bolsa traigo y la Voy a llenar Mantengo circulando la feria Si pongo tarifa por lo que hago No les va a alcanzar A ustedes el moviemiento no les va a pegar Para ponerlos en el piso fajada una va me la Pelan se impresionan Hace rato me embargaron A la fuerza la feria pero les trono no les basto Y quisieron mas la avaricia va en su lugar Pero ya no estan para averiguar como ando ya Los cuernos en defensa Lumbre trai pa contrarios y mas los cuadros de Polvo traficar los que me traicionaron ya no Respiran se la pegaron conmigo sin saberla Armar

Off-White, alright, yeah (Off-White, yeah) Ooh, ooh, Lil Pump Yeah (Thank you, Fizzle) Off-White, alright Off-White, alright (Alright) Pop a Xan, goodnight (Ooh) She kept lookin' at my ice (Yeah) Off-White, alright (Woah) Off-White, alright (Yeah) Pop a Xan, goodnight (Hoo) She kept lookin' at my ice (Bang) Off-White, alright (Bang-bang) Off-White, alright Off-White, alright (Ooh) Off-White, alright (Ooh) Pop a Xan, goodnight (Yuh) She kept lookin' at my ice (Huh?) Off-White, alright Off-White (Huh?), white rice (Yuh) White rice, Fortnite, pew, pew Pew, pew, red light (Pew) And my baby mama with the opps Bitches on site (Pew, pew, pew, pew) What you got? Big racks (Racks) That's your mom? I'll hit that (Hit that) Ever since I started sippin' lean I lost my six pack (Six pack) Woo, where iCarly at? Woo Where the party at? Ooh (Ooh), I got party pack I'm dyslexic but I rap (Yuh, yuh, yuh) Damn, I'm whippin' up Sam (Sam) And I got this Mexican that Sell a lot of grams (A lot of kilo) Hey, Off-White, alright Off-White, alright (Alright) Pop a Xan, goodnight (Ooh) She kept lookin' at my ice (Yeah) Off-White, alright (Woah) Off-White, alright (Yeah) Pop a Xan, goodnight (Hoo) She kept lookin' at my ice (Bang) Off-White, alright (Bang-bang) Off-White, alright Off-White, alright (Ooh) Off-White, alright (Ooh) Pop a Xan, goodnight (Yuh) She kept lookin' at my ice (Huh?) Off-White, alright Off-White (Huh?), white rice (Yuh) Pew (Hey Fizzle, you goin' crazy)

Ay Damn right motherfucker like Pull up in the Off-White 1s like Dawg, you know I had to do it to 'em You know I had to do it to 'em Pull up on the Off-White 1s like You know I had to do it to 'em Off-White 97, put a silver bullet through 'em Raf Simon- you know what Fuck that shit, I got this Ay Had to slide through, fuck it up once 5 Panel 'Preme hat, translate "dunce" You ain't fashion 'cause your momma bought you Vans And that flannel on your waist attracting likes up on the 'Gram I rock 'em too, but they beat like this beat do PETA feeling pressure when I tell 'em what this mink do I'm just playing, I ain't really that extravagant Rather use a blue face mountain as a mattress Damn I think I'm masochist All the shit that fuck me over what I love the most I don't see a ring anytime in the future, so as far as I can see The one proposal that Imma be making is a toast What's in the glass? Bitch it's water, come and have a sip Patek Philippe what I'm tryna get my arm to drip Day I make a milli, guarantee I blow a hunnid thou' And turn into a fashion killer, fully zooted in my trial You know I had to do it to 'em Off-White 97, put a silver bullet through 'em Raf Simons Stan Smith, Gosha Rubchinskiy With the Louis V side holster, hit 'em with the brr-doom You know I had to do it to 'em Off-White 97, put a silver bullet through 'em Raf Simons Stan Smith, Gosha Rubchinskiy With the Louis V side holster, hit 'em with the brr-doom Yabba dabba doo, she got a lotta attitude But when I hit her with the debit swipe, she feeling high as addict do Or like a attic do, flying through the ceiling with these Air Mags strapped Headed back into my padded booth Those above me say I'm acting all irrational I tell em "pipe down, you don't understand the move" Maybe they right, I'm spending quicker than I get it now Funny how my money up, but every day I'm putting down At the very least, know that Imma die blessed Little bit of cheese, bitch please, can you digest? But I digress, need to get my diamonds up Never one for jewelry, here on out, I need a primer cut Underage in the club like "where the Ace of Spades?" If Ondrizl's in the building, it's a sacred place So get up on your knees in defeat And get to cleaning all the red that's at the bottom of my feet You know I had to do it to 'em Off-White 97, put a silver bullet through 'em Raf Simons Stan Smith, Gosha Rubchinskiy With the Louis V side holster, hit 'em with the brr-doom You know I had to do it to 'em Off-White 97, put a silver bullet through 'em Raf Simons Stan Smith, Gosha Rubchinskiy With the Louis V side holster, hit 'em with the brr-doom

(Tell me what you want, ah-ah) (Tell me what you want, ah-ah-ah) (Yeah, tell me what you want) Brormand, os vi laver M's - dem de laver G's De burd' kald' os: "Steinway" for måden, vi pusher de der keys Der' al' for meget at se til, så jeg holder mig busy Og min bror, han fik kugle, blev ramt i natten som Lizzie Jeg fik mit forskud på ferien, var i Saint-Tropez Puster røg i kabinen, den er crème brûlée La' vær' at spørg' mig om modellen, jeg' ikk' entusiast Vi bøjer hjørner i en whip med begrænset plads "Tak for hjælpen", siger: "I lige måde" Hiver lasten over grænsen ind i speedbåde Akrash banked' på min dør, men jeg var lige gået YSL på mig som Gunna, men uden at sige noget Bror, det' kun love, når jeg rider gennem byen Smed en halv væk, så jeg laved' fem nye Springer køen over uden at vis' hensyn Gør som vi plejer, har det forrygende Jeg flipper den der bag rundt som en gymnast Gør det bare igen - ny dag, ny stress Nu' det first class, det var bare at byt' plads Gør som vi plejer, har det forrygende Okay, jeg synes, at det' scary– Hvordan jeg tog en lille pause, og nu de lyder som Larry Det går hurtig gennem byen, ka' ikk' fang' mig på en satellit Sedler op til loftet, som min bror, han stabler skattefrit Smed en halv bondegård ind' i LV Med et fyldt simkort på min LG Kommer kørende nede i gården i en Bentley Bror, det' os, der står herude ligesom Helmig (Helmig) "Tak for hjælpen", siger: "Du' velkommen" Ti flasker inde på klubben, der ska' vendes om Det' os, der starter trends, hvis du' glemsom Lænk' om begge min' hænder - sjovt, det ku' end' så'n Bror, det' kun love, når jeg rider gennem byen Smed en halv væk, så jeg laved' fem nye Springer køen over uden at vis' hensyn Gør som vi plejer, har det forrygende Jeg flipper den der bag rundt som en gymnast Gør det bare igen - ny dag, ny stress Nu' det first class, det var bare at byt' plads Gør som vi plejer, har det forrygende (Gør som vi plejer, har det forrygende)