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Off That Video (MV)




Performed By: Austin Steele
Length: 3:01
Written by: AUSTIN STEELE




Austin Steele - Off That Lyrics
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We off that, we off that (Uh)
We off that, we off that
Niggas don't believe off that shit nigga, but we off that shit
Shit
Look
Cocaine flows for life
Real niggas know about the strife
You can't f*ck with these nikes
I wear my Jordan's to f*ck your wife
I ain't stopping watch this flex
Nah we off that ask my ex
I'm just coming for the throne
I'll make that bitch my new home
That's the shit that makes you real
Despite how you feel
That struggle gets deep
My ancestors got the scars on they feet
And nigga I've been poor
And shit I'm still poor
Only lived a year and a score
F*ck shit don't bother me no more
I been through the trenches
Watch people die from the benches
That shit was in the park
The shots were fired in the Dark
Could've been one that was hit
But I'm up out of that shit
And I'm trying to be greater
So f*ck an Instagram hater
Serving you niggas like a waiter (Yeah)
No Tyler, but I'm a creator (Yeah)
Call me young innovator (Ha)
My success on an elevator (Facts)
And we heading to the top (What)
I might stumble, never drop (Word)
House of lit is what's hot (Yeah)
Now let the hook drop
Nigga
F*ck niggas, we off that
Fake bitches, we off that
Bad bitches ,we get that
Shorty still ain't getting no callbacks
Cause I'm riding for own
Don't kill the vibe I'm in my zone
When I'm in my city I know I'm home
Especially off Ciroc and Parton
This a letter from the ghetto for all them niggas in D.C. pushing that fedo
I'm informing you to let you know we on to you, wait pause that all hedo
And tell Donnie we can see through the toupee mi amigo no quavos
This is america all they care about is a dollar sign or a bottom line that dinero
So fall back
I might call back
If we don't get what we want
I might want the new topshop but the chain around my wrist is really what I flaunt
So let'em know we stopping
We off that stop jockin
Cardi B voice I'm popping
Karsh keep the beat rocking
Follow up when I follow you
Fear is in the eyes I ain't scared you
Back up when I back out
Parallel parking with my locks out
And keep a bar in the tuck
For all them niggas that stuck
Because hard times hit us all
But you'll grab my wrist you'll never fall
Look
F*ck niggas, we off that
Fake bitches, we off that
Bad bitches, we get that
Shorty still ain't getting no callbacks
Cause I'm riding for own
Don't kill the vibe I'm in my zone
When I'm in my city I know I'm home
Especially off Ciroc and Parton
F*ck niggas, we off that
Fake bitches, we off that
Bad bitches, we get that
Shorty still ain't getting no callbacks
Cause I'm riding for own
Don't kill the vibe I'm in my zone
When I'm in my city I know I'm home
Especially off Ciroc and Parton
Nigga
I speak truth to power
I ain't never been a coward
I'll take the world on on my own
But should I have to fight if I'm already home
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We off that, we off that (Uh)
We off that, we off that
Niggas don't believe off that shit nigga, but we off that shit
Shit
Look
Cocaine flows for life
Real niggas know about the strife
You can't f*ck with these nikes
I wear my Jordan's to f*ck your wife
I ain't stopping watch this flex
Nah we off that ask my ex
I'm just coming for the throne
I'll make that bitch my new home
That's the shit that makes you real
Despite how you feel
That struggle gets deep
My ancestors got the scars on they feet
And nigga I've been poor
And shit I'm still poor
Only lived a year and a score
F*ck shit don't bother me no more
I been through the trenches
Watch people die from the benches
That shit was in the park
The shots were fired in the Dark
Could've been one that was hit
But I'm up out of that shit
And I'm trying to be greater
So f*ck an Instagram hater
Serving you niggas like a waiter (Yeah)
No Tyler, but I'm a creator (Yeah)
Call me young innovator (Ha)
My success on an elevator (Facts)
And we heading to the top (What)
I might stumble, never drop (Word)
House of lit is what's hot (Yeah)
Now let the hook drop
Nigga
F*ck niggas, we off that
Fake bitches, we off that
Bad bitches ,we get that
Shorty still ain't getting no callbacks
Cause I'm riding for own
Don't kill the vibe I'm in my zone
When I'm in my city I know I'm home
Especially off Ciroc and Parton
This a letter from the ghetto for all them niggas in D.C. pushing that fedo
I'm informing you to let you know we on to you, wait pause that all hedo
And tell Donnie we can see through the toupee mi amigo no quavos
This is america all they care about is a dollar sign or a bottom line that dinero
So fall back
I might call back
If we don't get what we want
I might want the new topshop but the chain around my wrist is really what I flaunt
So let'em know we stopping
We off that stop jockin
Cardi B voice I'm popping
Karsh keep the beat rocking
Follow up when I follow you
Fear is in the eyes I ain't scared you
Back up when I back out
Parallel parking with my locks out
And keep a bar in the tuck
For all them niggas that stuck
Because hard times hit us all
But you'll grab my wrist you'll never fall
Look
F*ck niggas, we off that
Fake bitches, we off that
Bad bitches, we get that
Shorty still ain't getting no callbacks
Cause I'm riding for own
Don't kill the vibe I'm in my zone
When I'm in my city I know I'm home
Especially off Ciroc and Parton
F*ck niggas, we off that
Fake bitches, we off that
Bad bitches, we get that
Shorty still ain't getting no callbacks
Cause I'm riding for own
Don't kill the vibe I'm in my zone
When I'm in my city I know I'm home
Especially off Ciroc and Parton
Nigga
I speak truth to power
I ain't never been a coward
I'll take the world on on my own
But should I have to fight if I'm already home
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Writer: AUSTIN STEELE
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