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lord breamo - off - white lyrics

b-tch gimmi neck til ya head fall off
off white i feel like im virgil abloh

yeah
yeah
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i gotta b-tch like ou la la

yeah
yeah
yeah

flex

i gotta b-tch like ou la la
in love with the money no k-mbaya
b-tch gimmi neck til ya head fall off
off white i feel like im virgil abloh
i gotta stick in my jeans and it show
i get that cheese need it green like its mold
i took his b-tch now that n-gga want smoke
i stuck my wrist in the pot and it froze
silly white b-tch h-lla thick amber rose
bust out his head like that n-gga my clone
i cannot shop at the mall i see drones
gotta backwood needa light lika strobe
gave her the stick and that b-tch had a stroke
im a real dog had to give her the bone
got a lil thick stripper b-tch on the pole
i get that cash and ill let it show

i gotta b-tch like ou la la
in love with the money no k-mbaya
b-tch gimmi neck til ya head fall off
off white i feel like im virgil abloh
i gotta stick in my jeans and it show
i get that cheese need it green like its mold
i took his b-tch now that n-gga want smoke
i stuck my wrist in the pot and it froze
silly white b-tch h-lla thick amber rose
bust out his head like that n-gga my clone
i cannot shop at the mall i see drones
gotta backwood needa light lika strobe
gave her the stick and that hoe had a stroke
im a real dog had to give her the bone
got a lil thick stripper b-tch on the pole
i get that cash and ill let it show

word
i get that cash and ill let it blow
i get that cash and ill let it show

aye
big sauce wit the wrist all in the pot
i swear to god i gotta lot of thots
i know that god dont want me in a drought
i need that neck cause she a motor mouth
never get tired of counting large amounts
yeezy my feet i feel it when i bounce
im a weed head i need my dark stout
im off a xan im never tapping out
i made it rain just like a dark cloud
i never said id do it for the clout
these n-ggas cappin coppin fake counts
i think these n-ggas need a different route
they copy my style just like a fake account
shuffle the money all i want is hundreds
thumb through the money think i lost count
i gotta model b-tch that always pout
flex on that b-tch and throw her in the crowd

flex

i gotta b-tch like ou la la
in love with the money no k-mbaya
b-tch gimmi neck til ya head fall off
off white i feel like im virgil abloh
i gotta stick in my jeans and it show
i get that cheese need it green like its mold
i took his b-tch now that n-gga want smoke
i stuck my wrist in the pot and it froze
silly white b-tch h-lla thick amber rose
bust out his head like that n-gga my clone
i cannot shop at the mall i see drones
gotta backwood needa light lika strobe
gave her the stick and that hoe had a stroke
im a real dog had to give her the bone
got a lil thick stripper b-tch on the pole
i get that cash and ill let it show

word
i get that cash and ill it blow
i get that cash and ill let it show

rock out
rock out
cash out
rock out

- lord breamo lyrics

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