OFF THE WALL

Lyrics

[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