Off It

[Chorus: Very Smurt]
I be in my Lambo car
Baby momma said to park it
Going real far
Angel wings as bars
Breaking young lady hearts
Flying to the stars
Money passing Avatar’s
It’s dark outside
It’s a void in my mind
Tell the sinners finna jar it
Winners own the cars
All you finna’s ain’t near par
I’m a dream of yours
My reality
What you scheming for?
It comes naturally
I’m gone

[Verse 1: Very Smurt]
Teslas in garages
I be seeing these mirages
I don’t really think about it all that often
I’m just here to flex
Cash some checks
And I’m off it
Ladies call me silly lil man
Like i’m four foot nine
All the time
Making beats
While my feet’s
Off-white
I’m gone
Baby, I’m off it, yuh

[Chorus: Very Smurt]
I be in my Lambo car
Baby momma said to park it
Going real far
Angel wings as bars
Breaking young lady hearts
Flying to the stars
Money passing Avatar’s
It’s dark outside
It’s a void in my mind
Tell the sinners finna jar it
Winners own the cars
All you finna’s ain’t near par
I’m a dream of yours
My reality
What you scheming for?
It comes naturally
I’m gone

[Bridge: Lil P]
In all day, I think of what to do
Thinking away I haven't got a clue
I'm mkaing verses that are way over due
Spitting fire for my haters I'm spitting it for you

[Verse 2: Lil P]
Locked inside my house
More bored than a mouse
I'm bored inside so I say I want outs
Going on long bike rides
Filling up my time
Getting all the sad vibes
Yeah loneliness ain't fine
I'm not really that lonely
But I'm really bored
Speak to my family only
An just record
Quarantined for five months
Corona killing on all fronts
It's getting bad
But I'm out here doing crazy stunts
Smurty going off making his "divinity"
Pinning haters down like a dog with agility
Me and him, the best
Don't get in our proximity
We're like a two person divine trinity

[Chorus: Very Smurt]
I be in my Lambo car
Baby momma said to park it
Going real far
Angel wings as bars
Breaking young lady hearts
Flying to the stars
Money passing Avatar’s
It’s dark outside
It’s a void in my mind
Tell the sinners finna jar it
Winners own the cars
All you finna’s ain’t near par
I’m a dream of yours
My reality
What you scheming for?
It comes naturally
I’m gone

[Outro: Very Smurt]
Baby, I’m off it