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Offbeat

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Aug. 16, 20191 viewer

Offbeat Lyrics

[Chorus]
He talking that shit, he think he a threat
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t break a sweat
Don’t diss on my name just give me respect
Don’t give me respect? I’ll run up a check
I’m counting that blue like lilo and stitch
Ain’t talking bout lays but I’m stacking chips
Ain’t talking bout a house but I’m stacking bricks
Ain’t talking no movie but we got them clips
We loading them clips just like a movie
Swiping my card just copped me some Louis
Not Comethazine but I’m saying Oowee
I don’t love a bitch, I don’t love a groupie
If you talking down I’ma send shots
Making so much money thought I won slots
I be cooking up with them pans and pots
Extended clip long as a rope tying knots
I hop on the net and I’m buying a piece
It’s Not even cold but I wear a fleece
Don’t fuck with no thot don’t fuck with no treesh
Treat her like a dog put her on a leash
Yeah I’m in the field but it ain’t no touchdown
Im not blue face but I got a bussdown
Said he want smoke nigga better rundown
If a nigga test me he gon’ get shutdown
[Verse 1]
Can’t fuck with no hoe especially ratchet You want my chain come here and snatch it
My bitch she thicc just like a packet
I’m not about it but I love to rap it

[Verse 2]
He went to jail and then got bailed
Pull out my nine and send him to hell
Pull out my nine like Igoudala, niggas stay begging me for a dollar

[Verse 3]
You diss on my name I’m shooting a rocket
Nine on my waist nine in my pocket
I’m just playing I don’t got no guns
I just be rapping shit just for fun

[Verse 4]
I’m swiping your money like my name is swiper
Tell me no swiping I pull out my sniper
Shot him in the leg I think he goner
Choppa lifting weights choppa getting stronger

[Verse 5]
You catching balls, I’m catching bodies
If a nigga diss me, pull out the Tommy
Y’all niggas some clones, y’all niggas some copies
Drank in my system I gotta go potty
[Verse 6]
I’m only 15 I don’t drink liqour
Choppa hold 100 hit him in the liver
Don’t beef on the net, don’t beef on Twitter
That nigga a bitch he look like a snicker

[Chorus]
He talking that shit, he think he a threat
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t break a sweat
Don’t diss on my name just give me respect
Don’t give me respect? I’ll run up a check
I’m counting that blue like lilo and stitch
Ain’t talking bout lays but I’m stacking chips
Ain’t talking bout a house but I’m stacking bricks
Ain’t talking no movie but we got them clips
We loading them clips just like a movie
Swiping my card just copped me some Louis
Not Comethazine but I’m saying Oowee
I don’t love a bitch, I don’t love a groupie
If you talking down I’ma send shots
Making so much money thought I won slots
I be cooking up with them pans and pots
Extended clip long as a rope tying knots
I hop on the net and I’m buying a piece
It’s Not even cold but I wear a fleece
Don’t fuck with no thot don’t fuck with no treesh
Treat her like a dog put her on a leash
Yeah I’m in the field but it ain’t no touchdown
Im not blue face but I got a bussdown
Said he want smoke nigga better rundown
If a nigga test me he gon’ get shutdown

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August 16, 2019
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