Off White Ones

Yeahh

(Hook)
Brand-new off-white ones
Palm Angels sweat suit in the sun
My diamonds keep me cool in the sun
I’m smokin’ Gelato and Runtz
And I go wherever I want
I just might go have lunch in San Juan
I just might fly yo bitch to Bahamas (yeahh yeahh)
It’s a beautiful day to do numbers
Good business, I’m payin’ my runners
I’m on top and I cannot go under
In Oklahoma I went seen the Thunders
100 bags on my face, I won’t fumble
My trap ain’t gon’ do nothin’ but numbers (numbers)
New trade, I added Discover (yeahh)

(Verse)
All this paperwork makin’ a clutter
And the trap still beatin’, I’m the drummer
All these fifties and hundreds they colored
When I talk to the teller, I don’t stutter
I know this shit instant, it’s butter
I was runnin’ out of time, but I beat the buzzer
No cap when I rap, I ain’t bluffin’ (yeahh, yeahh)
It’s like magic, turnin’ nothin’ into somethin’
It’s a back-end, it came through the front door
VS1 diamond chains, got me cut throat
Two thousand on a new Moncler coat
And I ain’t even have to go and pass a bank note
And them shooters won’t miss, they on payroll
And I know they gon’ go when I say so

(Hook)
Brand-new off-white ones
Palm Angels sweat suit in the sun
My diamonds keep me cool in the sun
I’m smokin’ Gelato and Runtz
And I go wherever I want
I just might go have lunch in San Juan
I just might fly yo bitch to Bahamas (yeahh yeahh)
It’s a beautiful day to do numbers
Good business, I’m payin’ my runners
I’m on top and I cannot go under
In Oklahoma I went seen the Thunders
100 bags on my face, I won’t fumble
My trap ain’t gon’ do nothin’ but numbers (numbers)
New trade, I added Discover (yeahh)