Stress | OffDaX

Bans, yea
Bans
Bans, yea

I’m toting on this grip, gon' leave a stain
.223s dat chop go bang bang
My money low, I’m stealing with no shame
Blowing up her phone, she give me brain

If you need an ounce, I’m by da corner store I’m selling O
Boyardee that 8 ball Hot-N'-Ready off the stove
Flush it down the toilet if they knocking on my door
Nigga flashing steel but he don’t know I got the pole

Booted off the motherfuckin' X, I’m off the fuckin' X
Out here saving hoes, they got no goals, your chest must have a S
Smoking dope, been out here killing lungs, it took my fucking stress
Selling white, yea selling white, I think this coke been using Crest

Already know the rest
Ignore her fuckin texts
Already know the rest

You already know the rest
Bitch keep blowing up, keep blowing up, my phone, ignore the text
Keep on rolling up, keep rolling up, da weed done helped da stress
"What you pouring up?" Keep pouring up the codeine, yea da meds

Booted off the motherfuckin' X, I’m off the fuckin' X
Out here saving hoes, they got no goals, your chest must have a S
Smoking dope, been out here killing lungs, it took my fucking stress
Selling white, yea selling white, I think this coke been using Crest