Off White by Lil Aytee Lyrics
(Intro)
Woah woah, yea yea yea
(Chorus)
She said "whos goin to the party"
Knowin' damn well she is off the molly
Shoot the AR but I ain't in the army
This is my girl, yea this is my shawty
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Getting to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style, see the off white jays
And yes I took ya bitch, she a hoe, I got laid
(Verse 1)
She said she wanna fuck lemme take her back stage
But I know she only fuck wit me cuz of my fame
First track on SoundCloud got 1k plays
6 racks on IG yes I got paid
Shootin' the deep three like my names dame
Niggas always change when they obtain the fame
I'm fly like a crow and your ugly like a crane
That would explain why she never act the same
All these bitches on me, I feel like a celebrity
Tryna keep my distance n I ain't talkin quarantine
I know that you love me, never had enemies
Niggas did me dirty but I never got therapy
{(Bridge)
Countin' my racks, yea gotta' hide the cash
Nickname me blitz, just look at me dash
Ball out on the court yea call me Steve Nash
She was wylin' on me so I started throwin' cash
(Chorus)
She said "whos goin to the party"
Knowin' damn well she is off the molly
Shoot the AR but I ain't in the army
This is my girl, yea this is my shawty
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Getting to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style, see the off white jays
And yes I took ya bitch, she a hoe, I got laid
(Verse 2)
I told that bitch, she better go stupid
But she wanna shoot her shot like cupid
I'm just tryna make it up off the music
When I'm shootin' my shot, its very fuckin fluid
I know her nigga be bumpin' my music
RIP Juice Wrld, RIP Lucid
Her nigga got a box head, yea its very cubic
I'm stayin strong to my day ones, gotta stay rooted
(Bridge)
Countin my racks, yea gotta hide the cash
Nickname me blitz, just look at me dash
Ball out on the court, yea call me Steve Nash
She was wylin' on me so I started throwin' cash
{Chorus}
She said "whos goin to the party"
Knowin damn well she is off the molly
Shoot the AR but I ain't in the army
This is my girl, yea this is my shawty
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Getting to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style, see the off white jays
And yes I took ya bitch, she a hoe, I got laid
{Ending}
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Gettin' to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style peep the off white jays
Woah woah, yea yea yea
(Chorus)
She said "whos goin to the party"
Knowin' damn well she is off the molly
Shoot the AR but I ain't in the army
This is my girl, yea this is my shawty
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Getting to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style, see the off white jays
And yes I took ya bitch, she a hoe, I got laid
(Verse 1)
She said she wanna fuck lemme take her back stage
But I know she only fuck wit me cuz of my fame
First track on SoundCloud got 1k plays
6 racks on IG yes I got paid
Shootin' the deep three like my names dame
Niggas always change when they obtain the fame
I'm fly like a crow and your ugly like a crane
That would explain why she never act the same
All these bitches on me, I feel like a celebrity
Tryna keep my distance n I ain't talkin quarantine
I know that you love me, never had enemies
Niggas did me dirty but I never got therapy
{(Bridge)
Countin' my racks, yea gotta' hide the cash
Nickname me blitz, just look at me dash
Ball out on the court yea call me Steve Nash
She was wylin' on me so I started throwin' cash
(Chorus)
She said "whos goin to the party"
Knowin' damn well she is off the molly
Shoot the AR but I ain't in the army
This is my girl, yea this is my shawty
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Getting to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style, see the off white jays
And yes I took ya bitch, she a hoe, I got laid
(Verse 2)
I told that bitch, she better go stupid
But she wanna shoot her shot like cupid
I'm just tryna make it up off the music
When I'm shootin' my shot, its very fuckin fluid
I know her nigga be bumpin' my music
RIP Juice Wrld, RIP Lucid
Her nigga got a box head, yea its very cubic
I'm stayin strong to my day ones, gotta stay rooted
(Bridge)
Countin my racks, yea gotta hide the cash
Nickname me blitz, just look at me dash
Ball out on the court, yea call me Steve Nash
She was wylin' on me so I started throwin' cash
{Chorus}
She said "whos goin to the party"
Knowin damn well she is off the molly
Shoot the AR but I ain't in the army
This is my girl, yea this is my shawty
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Getting to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style, see the off white jays
And yes I took ya bitch, she a hoe, I got laid
{Ending}
Gang don't play
When I point they spray
Gettin' to the chicken like I'm at Chick-Fil-A
You can't bite my style peep the off white jays