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laflareboi – off-white lyrics

[into: laflareboi]
yeah
big flare’ n+gga
rest in peace to virgil
i rock+
gang, uh uh

[verse 1: laflareboi]
i rock off+white, i rock off+white
i be drippin’
i sip cough syrup
it’s a dirty habit, i like leaning
on her neck pearls, she a good girl?
no such thing
i just f+ck em, i can’t love em’
i can’t give a b+tch a ring
i’m investing in these dollars
i want million dollar things
i’m investing in these choppas
play with us i bet they sing
it’s a 25 ting, i’m steppin’ for my twin
it’s a million dollar dream
this every trapper dream
i got pills, i weed, and i got lean (and i got lean)
4eva solid migo gang yeah that’s my team (yeah that’s woo)
i like bad b+tches and expensive things (еxpensive things)
pedеstrian, i just be walking on the beat uh
f+ck a drive by n+gga we gon walk em’ down on feet
i want skai jack in 2025 to be my b+tch
f+ck a pump, i’m the youngest flexer and i’m gon success
she gon come over and give me nun but neck ion speak

[chorus: laflareboi]
i rock off+white and vlone for the whole week (seven days)
stuck on my grind cause my family gotta eat (gotta feed)
get to the racks like a f+cken track meet (zoom)
hotbox the car d+mn this motherf+cker reek (d+mn it stank)
i been trapping for a while and my city know it
i don’t fall in love no more cause all these b+tches hoeing
i don’t see no f+cken competition, i can’t spell opponent (ain’t no cap)
i ain’t got no time to chitchat i got to get the money
i’m on it!

[verse 2: laflareboi]
got balenciaga dripping on my feet
got your b+tch taking meat on her face i skeet skeet
she going to take it like the nba, all two b+lls
feel like lil uzi in 2016 i got too much sauce
me and brodie matching off+white
squad too tight
had to f+ck her with my finger first the b+tch was too tight
i ain’t met kid cudi but i’m a stoner day and night
we was f+cking on the first day, love at first sight
i got that p+ssy for free cause she gon f+ck me off of hype
shout out ktd my label they gon get my money right
i’m with rack$ every friday, sippin’ on pints
b+tch i’m demon flare’ for real and i’ll be him until i die
[chorus: laflareboi]
i rock off+white and vlone for the whole week (seven days)
stuck on my grind cause my family gotta eat (gotta feed)
get to the racks like a f+cken track meet (zoom)
hotbox the car d+mn this motherf+cker reek (d+mn it stank)
i been trapping for a while and my city know it
i don’t fall in love no more cause all these b+tches hoeing (thots)
i don’t see no f+cken competition, i can’t spell opponent (ain’t no cap)
i ain’t got no time to chitchat i got to get the money
i’m on it!

- laflareboi lyrics

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