Been Off lyrics

[Intro: Yeat]
Yeah, I don't even need nobody (Yeah, ah, ah)
I don't even want nobody
I can't trust nobody (Yeah)
Rio
I don't even need this
All I really need is this money (Yeah, ah, ah)
Census, what you cooking?

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah
b*tch, this Jeep, big body (Swerve)
I don't even f*ck with nobody (No)
Yeah, I don't even need nobody (Yeah, ah, ah)
Yeah, I'm not your friend or your buddy (No)
We not afraid of nobody (No)
Yeah, I been ducking the law (Off)
I don't trust sh*t, I just peeled off
A year ago, wasn't on sh*t, now I got all these racks, made a killing, so lit
b*tch, I been down by Dover Street Market, got ten bands on me, go spend that lil' sh*t in a jiff (Yeah)
Yeah, we been riding with too much money, we too paranoid, ain't going for sh*t (Ha)
Yеah, feel like I live on the bеach everyday with these flawless baguettes on my wrist (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Yeat]
Yeah, these racks gon' make this b*tch go
Yeah, lil' shawty a definitely go, go
Yeah, the b*tch used to be at the church everyday, now the b*tch done turned to a ho (Woah)
Yeah, she learned how to twerk for them hundreds
Yeah, she learned how to j*rk with that throat
Yeah, and this lifestyle I live is the funnest
Yeah, 'cause I'm high everywhere that I go
[Refrain: Yeat]
I been on X pills
I been on X pills (Yeah)
I been on X pills (Yeah)
I been on (Addy's) X pills
Yeah, I been on Oxy
Yeah, I been on Wocky
Yeah, I been on Trissy
Got beef with my kidney

[Verse 2: SeptembersRich & Yeat]
Rented double-tree suite and I'm out with your ho
We out in Cali with all of them blicks on us, we got them sticks on us, we gonna blow (Phew)
Yeat just looked at me, told me that b*tch was a Christian, that b*tch acting just like a ho (I did)
This b*tch just went from sleeping in the hills, now the b*tch all broke, just sleep on the floor (Swerve)
Perc' 30 hit for 30K more
This Oxy, we selling it low
All of my Twizzy's been serving them bows (Yeah, serving them bows)
I could get you the 'Za, I could get you the lows
Took you to the back and I skipped the whole show
b*tch a persona out of me (Yeah)
That sh*t was so perfect (Let's go)
And these b*tches, they twerking
There's so many racks on us (Yeah)
And it's making 'em nervous (Too many racks)
He really a b*tch, why he wake up with courage?
These diamonds they wet, and these b*tches, they surfing (Surf)
b*tches been stalking my page, she been lurking
Twin selling them chickens like he work at Church's (Selling them chickens—)
No, these ain't them turkeys
I took an Oxy, a thirty, these kids on Twitter all day, they some birdies (Brr)
Lil' 7/11, by 7:11, the shots in it, calling me Kyrie Irving (Pew, pew, pew)
Spilling the wock on purpose (Spill)
f*cking this b*tch on purpose (Let's go)
Spinning the cat on purpose (Swerve)
If we miss, we gon' miss on purpose (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Yeat]
Yeah, this swag that we got, boy, it's making 'em nervous (Yeah)
I cannot trust no sh*t, for real (For real)
Pockets way too fat (Yeah, ah, ah)
I ain't even sign no deal (No)
One hand, grip these racks (Racks)
I feel like Odell, all these kids pus*y, I told 'em the deal

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah
b*tch, this Jeep, big body (Swerve)
I don't even f*ck with nobody (No)
Yeah, I don't even need nobody (Yeah, ah, ah)
Yeah, I'm not your friend or your buddy (No)
We not afraid of nobody (No)
Yeah, I been ducking the law (Off)
I don't trust sh*t, I just peeled off
A year ago, wasn't on sh*t, now I got all these racks, made a killing, so lit
b*tch, I been down by Dover Street Market, got ten bands on me, go spend that lil' sh*t in a jiff (Yeah)
Yeah, we been riding with too much money, we too paranoid, ain't going for sh*t (Ha)
Yeah, feel like I live on the beach everyday with these flawless baguettes on my wrist (Let's go)

[Refrain: Yeat]
I been on X pills
I been on X pills (Yeah)
I been on X pills (Yeah)
I been on (Addy's) X pills
Yeah, I been on Oxy
Yeah, I been on Wocky'
Yeah, I been on Trissy
Got beef with my kidney