Off The Planet lyrics

[Intro: wifisfuneral]
Mhm, yuh, ayy
Ayy, hol' up

[Chorus: Bryce Hase & wifisfuneral]
Last night, I took a trip off the planet
I know that the drugs doin' damage
Count money then blow, I don't panic
In the polo, the hoes on some f*ck sh*t
So I don't care, yeah, f*ck, this sh*t mean nothing
Life's not fair, yeah, so much f*ck sh*t
Two thots on me, see my heart on me (Ayy, yuh, ayy)
Moonrocks, two Glocks, pull up to the party (Uh, ayy, hol' up)

[Verse: wifisfuneral]
I say we should spin the block just like he owe us somethin'
Bad b*tch done f*cked me for a Birkin, I don't owe her nothin'
I say, "f*ck this rap sh*t if it's back to this trap sh*t"
I make a brick, turn out ten like it's magic
I almost broke my f*ckin' wrist just to remix out a brick
If our Twitter ain't see sh*t, that's why my bank account on thick
Meanwhile, you f*ck 'round with them jits
Show my double cup too much
Tell me who to trust
My diamonds don't clusterf*ck
Little b*tches up, [?] when I'm talkin' trust
I smoke this [?], okay, my mind raisin', time shiftin', time takin'
I can't take no high taker, I'm too high lately
I'm too lockjaw and I'm not patient
Baby, f*ck with me
I got plug numbers [?] like put some trust on me
What's the word? Would you come and f*ck with the kid?
Like, b*tch, I'm up 50, this sh*t just make no sense
My n*ggas posted with them sticks outside, no protesters