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 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

[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 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

[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, huh

I keep the drac in the backpack

Make the wrong move

Imma make your 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