Caucasian

[Verse 1]
I don't think about it I just pull it
Paul got me moving slower than the tortoise
Tell em' I'll think about it, then can't afford it
And if it ain't about dollars, it ain't important
Golds in my mouth like I'm from New Orleans
Oops, I just accidentally threw the forgies on the foreign
I'm sure you see the rollie on my wrist, lookin gorgeous
On the dead homies, I don't want the bitch if she ain't whorin

[Pre-Chorus]
We pull up at Nieman and Nordstrom and blow a fortune
Off, off white fed with the all white forces
Postin' flicks with stick stickin' out our forties
Lately I've been feeling like "Fuck everybody, it's an orgy"
Keep the hammer on me, I'm on my Thor shit
I swore all them hunnids he posts is gonna get his door kicked
Since niggas gotta speak on them niggas know what the score is
I'm really plugged in, these niggas cordless

[Chorus]
Off white fit, white whip, Caucasian
My neck, my wrist lit, Las Vegas
Spank Nitty James and the James is the nation
You see what the fuck goin' on, a whole lotta gang shit

[Post-Chorus]
Gang shit
It's a whole lotta gang shit (gang shit)
Just a while lotta gang shit
A whole lotta gang shit (gang shit)
Just a whole lotta gang shit
Just a whole lotta gang shit (gang shit)

[Chorus]
Off white fit, white whip, Caucasian
My neck, my wrist lit, Las Vegas
Spank Nitty James and the James is the nation
You see what the fuck goin' on, a whole lotta gang shit

[Post-Chorus]
Gang shit, gang shit, gang shit
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang shit, gang shit, gang shit

[Verse 2]
Just me and Scarlet the Harlot
Rockin' designer garments
I blew a fortune at Nordstrom the bitch support it
The .40 chunky, but the fo' fitth enormous
A lean junky, it just want me to pull it
Bae moaning, ima blow these, recording
I'm more than Grove Po countin' dough wrists, frozen
Slide in the foreign like it's stolen
Niggas lyin' on they social, testifyin' to the popo
Disco diamonds in my rose gold

[Verse 3]
I'm euro whip slidin' with these Christian bloody soles on
On the wiggle nation, rockin' mason, these the Quasimodos
And I don't want no confrontation, I'll probably get told on
Bread on his head, we on his head like a GoPro
Bitch you know I got bitches
Bitch you better not post a photo
And everything was Robbin, but boxer briefs was Polo
And they said we was robbin', people stripped, then sent them home broke
Oh my god, I got [?] pockets, they all smoke

[Chorus]
Off white fit, white whip, Caucasian
My neck, my wrist lit, Las Vegas
Spank Nitty James and the James is the nation
You see what the fuck goin' on, a whole lotta gang shit

[Post-Chorus]
Gang shit
It's a whole lotta gang shit (gang shit)
Just a while lotta gang shit
A whole lotta gang shit (gang shit)
Just a whole lotta gang shit
Just a whole lotta gang shit (gang shit)

[Chorus]
Off white fit, white whip, Caucasian
My neck, my wrist lit, Las Vegas
Spank Nitty James and the James is the nation
You see what the fuck goin' on, a whole lotta gang shit

[Post-Chorus]
Gang shit, gang shit, gang shit
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang shit, gang shit, gang shit