OFF THE WALL

[Intro]
Luxury Music
From the bench to making, yeah

[Chorus]
From the bench to making calls
At the top, is underdog
Steady grinding and stream off the wall
Keep a Rocket on me like John Wall
Like the Ballon d'Or ball
I'mma buy it, no matter the cost
Run it up it's stack or starve
Run it up it's stack or starve
Peep the drip, it's off the charts
Peep the wrist, it's up to par
In the Benz, the doors ajar
Nigga try, we run and we slide
Promise you won't see tomorrow
Nigga try we run with that fye, zip

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah, woah
I'm a real money fanatic
I'm bout the green, the dollar, the cabbage
Bitch I'm a star in the field, like Dallas
My bitch dramatic, don't know to act
But shе a dime, like she camе out a pageant
Put in the work like a pair of slacks
But I ain't slacking I get to the baggage
If you ain't know you know, you a rival
I do not trust a soul, cause the world is cold
I stay with the heat Adebayo
Niggas can't catch a soul
I'm in first place, you in dead last no revival
Counting it up, I deserve the title
Count and collect, man this shit is vital
Rings on my finger feeling like I'm Michael

[Verse 2]
They want the swag the technique, they can't have it
Niggas be mad as hell, they can't fathom
I'm on a money route, like it's traffic
They don't want static, end up tragic
I need some help stunting is a habit
Stack up the guap can't fold
Niggas be stealing the drip
They know that I'm him
Bitch you is my son, disowned
I keep a nine on my hip
For talking that shit, I'm searching for you Google Chrome
I'm number one like finger phone
Blowing my line, she blowing my phone
If it ain't cheese then leave me alone
If it ain't guap then leave me alone
If it ain't cheese then leave me alone
Yeah, zip