Off The Rip

[Intro: White $osa]
Woah
Lets go
Woah

[Chorus: White $osa]
If you know me I don’t stress bout (about) no money
Been having shit just being honest
Now I be rapping turnted nothing to something
And then got a braud she got ass like a pumpkin
Know when she twerk it’s gon (going to) bounce like a bunny
Walk in yo party and get that bitch jumping
Count up them racks and just watch how I thumb it
Bitch I’m the shit ain’t no need for a plumber

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
AYE!
This shit off the rip
Make that boy Rest In Peace
If he don't get him, a grip it's a whole lotta killas in here
Ubered to the party but the opps got airlift
Body bags getting zipped
Slam on the opps you could call it a Shaq attack
Shoot em’ in the head I don't gotta double back
If shе ain't thick enough then I ain't touching that
Im gonna chop the bitch down likе a lumberjack
Choppas on choppas, I'm trappin' and trappin'
We don’t recruit 'cause these nigga be flopping
As soon as you opping you turn to (into) a target
I ain'’t gon (going to) hesitate imma just spark it
I got bout (about) 60 it’s up in the carbon
We shit bagging nigga put him in the garbage
I got bout 60 it's up in the carbine
On we shit bagging nigga
I'm in this bitch with Lil Sosa
Nigga bet (better) not come approach us, Mmm-M
You can get popped like a soda
My choppa taller than Yoda, Mmm-M
I used to trap out the dova
Had a whole brick in my sofa, Mmm-M
Remember them days, they ain't know me
Now all these bitches they want me, Mmm-M

[Chorus: White $osa]
If you know me I don’t stress bout (about) no money
Been having shit just being honest
Now I be rapping turnted nothing to something
And then got a braud she got ass like a pumpkin
Know when she twerk it’s gon (going to) bounce like a bunny
Walk in yo party and get that bitch jumping
Count up them racks and just watch how I thumb it
Bitch I’m the shit ain’t no need for a plumber

[Verse 2: White $osa]
Woke up one day and just had me some new shit
Put on some ice cuz(because) they told me to cool it
Knew I was hard so I had to go prove it
My Dawgs Wanted Riches So I Said Let’s Get To It
UH
I keep the drac in the backpack
Make the wrong move
Imma make yo ahh(ass) back back
Huh
Let that bitch hit off the rip
Crack that boy up like some chips
Then go dip(end his life)
Up in Miami I’m lit off the vibes
Hop in the Masi She Feeling The Ride
Now She Gon Fuck But Not Really My Type
She ain’t got no money she kicked out the ride
Haters love talking on big woah
Really just mad cuz(because) they been broke
If they want smoke it’s a kick door
Chop Slice Em Up Like It’s Kimbo
We Don’t Do Beef on The internet
Call up them guys and we gon’ (going to) put a end to that
I got the sauce and the season like cinnamon
If he ain’t got money he can’t be no kin to me
When I’m talking my shit know I mean every word that I say
If you cap then I’m flipping the page
Got where I am cuz(because) I looked up to God & I prayed
I’m still manifesting these days

[Chorus: White $osa]
If you know me I don’t stress bout(about) no money
Been having shit just being honest
Now I be rapping turned nothing to something
And then got a braud she got ass like a pumpkin
Know when she Twerk it’s gon(going to) bounce like a bunny
Walk in yo party and get that bitch jumping
Count up them racks and just watch how I thumb it
Bitch I’m the shit ain’t no need for a plumber