Offline

[Chorus: Louie Duffelbags]
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?
Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby
You're on my mind almost every night
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?
Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby
You're on my mind almost every night
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?

[Verse 1: Louie Duffelbags]
Am I wasting my time? Is everything alright?
Shorty don't know how to speak to me, I think she'd rather be online
Don't need your body, I need your mind
I just want to smoke and vibe, just wanna be alone tonight
Atlanta, I feel like a stranger
Atlanta, it's not easy to love her
I never thought that I'd wanna forget her
In Atlanta, I'll always remember

[Verse 2: Boothlord]
Flexing like a dork, "Dude, I see ya"
Fuck a hotel, Modelos on the beach
Finna take a trip offline all week
Cannot pull up to your crib 'cause I roll too deep
Gotta face one or I won't find sleep
And she put real tears in my phone, I see 'em
Yeah, there's fake niggas, but it's not my problem
Boy, my phone's off, so don't call me
Put 'em in the rear-view is all I did
Now the future so clear, yeah, I see it
How we get here? Like no idea
You can do you boy, I'll do me
Stunting with the gang, my blade on me
And I know they stay the same, won't change on me

[Chorus: Louie Duffelbags]
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?
Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby
You're on my mind almost every night
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?
Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby
You're on my mind almost every night
You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?