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holytrey - off-white Lyrics



holytrey - off-white Lyrics
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Run yo mouth bout bands, don't get yo card swiped
Yuh
My heel to the gas, my feet is off-white
Yuh
Drillin shit and indica is what I like
Yuh
Business shit I'm in my necktie
T-Tied to the bread, yuh
Tied to the cash, ho
Jewish in my head, yuh
I been gettin gassed, ho
Bitch in my bed
Cmon shake that ass, ho
Leave the fans on read
Said f*ck off my cellphone
F*ck I look like Ted
I ain't tryna talk bro
If you love me bae
Then yo ass gotta let go
I been paper chasin
Run to the bag like let's go
All these woods I'm facin
Me n' my blunt like iso
Niggas King Cobra
Yo clique plagued by hella snakes
Should've known y'all on nun
Y'all was never makin plays
Buy my girl her own gun
That's my
Twin flame
Swear to god she got my heart
I know that she feel the same
All y'all niggas liars
Y'all ain't got no heat
I'm tryna shoot from long range
All my scopes elite
Blick on my side like Max Payne
Try not to get beamed
Sting shit like a bee
Float shit like Mohammed, yuh
Throw that cash at me
Bank full of hella commas, yuh
Distance problems from me
I don't do the drama, nah
Labels calling me
I just keep declining em
Tied to the bread, yuh
Tied to the cash, ho
Jewish in my head, yuh
I been gettin gassed, ho
Bitch in my bed
Cmon shake that ass, ho
Leave the fans on read
Said f*ck off my cellphone
F*ck I look like Ted
I ain't tryna talk bro
If you love me bae
Then yo ass gotta let go
I been paper chasin
Run to the bag like let's go
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Run yo mouth bout bands, don't get yo card swiped
Yuh
My heel to the gas, my feet is off-white
Yuh
Drillin shit and indica is what I like
Yuh
Business shit I'm in my necktie
T-Tied to the bread, yuh
Tied to the cash, ho
Jewish in my head, yuh
I been gettin gassed, ho
Bitch in my bed
Cmon shake that ass, ho
Leave the fans on read
Said f*ck off my cellphone
F*ck I look like Ted
I ain't tryna talk bro
If you love me bae
Then yo ass gotta let go
I been paper chasin
Run to the bag like let's go
All these woods I'm facin
Me n' my blunt like iso
Niggas King Cobra
Yo clique plagued by hella snakes
Should've known y'all on nun
Y'all was never makin plays
Buy my girl her own gun
That's my
Twin flame
Swear to god she got my heart
I know that she feel the same
All y'all niggas liars
Y'all ain't got no heat
I'm tryna shoot from long range
All my scopes elite
Blick on my side like Max Payne
Try not to get beamed
Sting shit like a bee
Float shit like Mohammed, yuh
Throw that cash at me
Bank full of hella commas, yuh
Distance problems from me
I don't do the drama, nah
Labels calling me
I just keep declining em
Tied to the bread, yuh
Tied to the cash, ho
Jewish in my head, yuh
I been gettin gassed, ho
Bitch in my bed
Cmon shake that ass, ho
Leave the fans on read
Said f*ck off my cellphone
F*ck I look like Ted
I ain't tryna talk bro
If you love me bae
Then yo ass gotta let go
I been paper chasin
Run to the bag like let's go
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Writer: Trey Oates
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:04
Written by: Trey Oates
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