Off-White (2020) lyrics

[Chorus]
Studio my kitchen and we cookin' up (Hot, hot!)
Better not talk sh*t, 'cause then we pullin' up (Skrt!)
Enough with your lies, you can stop bullin' us (Bullin' us)
All these b*tches want us in they flats, that's prolly why they pullin' us (Pullin' us)
Why the f*ck's the label callin' us? (Ring, ring)
Is it 'cause we balling, huh? (Grr!)
Now they thinking that we've fallen off (Woah, woah, woah!)
Even though we really ballin' off (Ballin!)
f*ck that album, I think that I should call it off (Call it off)
So we pullin' up in Off-White (Drip, splash!)
Don't f*ck with us, 'cause we not nice (Not nice!)
Motherf*ckers my age got lice (Argh!)
Pass the plants over, then we got high (Woo!)
The cops pulled me ovеr, they let me off 'cause hot, white
Off-White

[Verse]
These days is sick, Yamu callin' me a prick
I said "Suck my f*cking di*k", so he motherf*cking did
In my bedroom where I hid, so I remove the f*cking lid
And I eat a couple ribs, home alone in the crib
I'm alone with this chick, put my hand on her thigh
She replies with "Oh my!", where's my V-Card, oh I sold mine
Young boy been working in the gold mine
I done did it in no time, back when I had no rhymes
When I was feeling so fine
But I remember the days, family was gettin' no pay
Celebrities comin' out gay, Marylin Manson made me afraid
I said that I'm gonna get out of this sh*t one day
But from then every week was a Monday
Mother comin' home drunk, fallin' off my own bunk
Then I found this sh*t, Crunk, then I took a big jump
Soon I'm the sick, everybody looking up to me
I'm every single thing that a man wanna be
All these other motherf*ckers under me
Don't go dissing you the son of me
I got so big, that I got a hunnid keys
To every girl's heart, still inside I'm motherf*cking Bart
Big shout to JJ, thanks to you, I'll make it in the charts
[Chorus]
Studio my kitchen and we cookin' up (Hot, hot!)
Better not talk sh*t, 'cause then we pullin' up (Skrt!)
Enough with your lies, you can stop bullin' us (Bullin' us)
All these b*tches want us in they flats, that's prolly why they pullin' us (Pullin' us)
Why the f*ck's the label callin' us? (Ring, ring)
Is it 'cause we balling, huh? (Grr!)
Now they thinking that we've fallen off (Woah, woah, woah!)
Even though we really ballin' off (Ballin!)
f*ck that album, I think that I should call it off (Call it off)
So we pullin' up in Off-White (Drip, splash!)
Don't f*ck with us, 'cause we not nice (Not nice!)
Motherf*ckers my age got lice (Argh!)
Pass the plants over, then we got high (Woo!)
The cops pulled me over, they let me off 'cause hot, white
Off-White