Offline

Lyrics

[Chorus: Louie Duffelbags] You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline? Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby You're on my mind almost every night You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline? You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline? Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby You're on my mind almost every night You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline? [Verse 1: Louie Duffelbags] Am I wasting my time? Is everything alright? Shorty don't know how to speak to me, I think she'd rather be online Don't need your body, I need your mind I just want to smoke and vibe, just wanna be alone tonight Atlanta, I feel like a stranger Atlanta, it's not easy to love her I never thought that I'd wanna forget her In Atlanta, I'll always remember [Verse 2: Boothlord] Flexing like a dork, "Dude, I see ya" Fuck a hotel, Modelos on the beach Finna take a trip offline all week Cannot pull up to your crib 'cause I roll too deep Gotta face one or I won't find sleep And she put real tears in my phone, I see 'em Yeah, there's fake niggas, but it's not my problem Boy, my phone's off, so don't call me Put 'em in the rear-view is all I did Now the future so clear, yeah, I see it How we get here? Like no idea You can do you boy, I'll do me Stunting with the gang, my blade on me And I know they stay the same, won't change on me [Chorus: Louie Duffelbags] You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline? Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby You're on my mind almost every night You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline? You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline? Your body's so divine, your body's paradise to me, baby You're on my mind almost every night You're on my mind, how 'bout we go offline?