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Global Dan - Off-White [Remix] Lyrics



Global Dan - Off-White [Remix] Lyrics
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[ Featuring Rich The Kid, MadeinTYO ]

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah I see that brand new Benz from a distance (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know you, we not friends, keep your distance
I don't really f*ck with them, they be trippin'
Keep a .38 inside my Scottie Pippens (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Drinkin' that lean like it's coffee, ooh (syrup)
I feel like nothin' can stop me, ooh
All these thotties they be sloppy
Wanna run up on me, hit 'em like Rocky, damn
Now I'm feelin' like Chris, ayy
Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, ayy
Diamonds dancin' like Rihanna
Coolin' with Chapo, I'll see you mañana
Trapping inside the cabana
Tony Montana, flippin' that work for the Prada
I just want all of the money, f*ck up some commas
I got no time for no drama
Coolin' with Mongo, we makin' a movie, your mama
Prolly somewhere in Bahamas

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right (what)
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right (brr, brr)
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like (what, uh)

I put this shit in the bad, plenty of cash (plenty of cash, what)
My bitch foreign and boujee, she got a bag (she got a bag, bitch)
Cut that bitch off she don't act right (act right)
She suck my dick for some Off White
Pouring up the pint no clean Sprite
She brought her friend but it's alright
Do the dab, Givenchy with the tag
Make 'em mad, pinky ring a jag
For real though, I just might pour out the seal tho
Made more than a mil' on a deal hoe
We broke but I walk on the bankroll

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White (sauce)
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right (ew)
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right (wait)
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like

I can't be waiting in a line
Baby you fine, speaking my mind
Countin' that money rewind
I get that racks all of the time
Off White Off White
She can get it on sight
She wanna eat, I wanna eat
Ohh let's get a bite
I mix Louis V yeah with that Off-White
I could make that money, yeah, if I talk right
Bad bitch, slim waist, shit that's my type
Put her in that designer yeah now she walk right
Stylin' out with Virgil
Smoking on that purple
Moving like a turtle
Dripping like a Squirtle
I see haters in my distance
Waving like I'm fishing
Cooking up with no kitchen
007, no mission

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
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I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah I see that brand new Benz from a distance (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't know you, we not friends, keep your distance
I don't really f*ck with them, they be trippin'
Keep a .38 inside my Scottie Pippens (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Drinkin' that lean like it's coffee, ooh (syrup)
I feel like nothin' can stop me, ooh
All these thotties they be sloppy
Wanna run up on me, hit 'em like Rocky, damn
Now I'm feelin' like Chris, ayy
Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, ayy
Diamonds dancin' like Rihanna
Coolin' with Chapo, I'll see you mañana
Trapping inside the cabana
Tony Montana, flippin' that work for the Prada
I just want all of the money, f*ck up some commas
I got no time for no drama
Coolin' with Mongo, we makin' a movie, your mama
Prolly somewhere in Bahamas

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White (yeah, yeah, yeah, huh)
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right (what)
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right (brr, brr)
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like (what, uh)

I put this shit in the bad, plenty of cash (plenty of cash, what)
My bitch foreign and boujee, she got a bag (she got a bag, bitch)
Cut that bitch off she don't act right (act right)
She suck my dick for some Off White
Pouring up the pint no clean Sprite
She brought her friend but it's alright
Do the dab, Givenchy with the tag
Make 'em mad, pinky ring a jag
For real though, I just might pour out the seal tho
Made more than a mil' on a deal hoe
We broke but I walk on the bankroll

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White (sauce)
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right (ew)
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right (wait)
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like

I can't be waiting in a line
Baby you fine, speaking my mind
Countin' that money rewind
I get that racks all of the time
Off White Off White
She can get it on sight
She wanna eat, I wanna eat
Ohh let's get a bite
I mix Louis V yeah with that Off-White
I could make that money, yeah, if I talk right
Bad bitch, slim waist, shit that's my type
Put her in that designer yeah now she walk right
Stylin' out with Virgil
Smoking on that purple
Moving like a turtle
Dripping like a Squirtle
I see haters in my distance
Waving like I'm fishing
Cooking up with no kitchen
007, no mission

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White
I can't even f*ck with her, she don't act right
Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right
Now I'm countin' money, throw it in the bag like
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Writer: Malcolm Jamaal Davis, Dimitri Leslie Roger
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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