Off White - Global Dan, Rich The Kid, MadeinTYO

Yeah, ayy

Sauce!

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White

I can’t even fuck with her, she don’t act right

Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right

Now I’m countin' money, throw it in the bag like

Yeah I see that brand new Benz from a distance

I don’t know you, we not friends, keep your distance

I don’t really fuck with them, they be trippin'

Keep a .38 inside my Scottie Pippens

Drinkin' that lean like it’s coffee, ooh (syrup)

I feel like nothin' can stop me, ooh

All these thotties they be sloppy

Wanna run up on me, hit 'em like Rocky, damn

Now I’m feelin' like Chris, ayy

Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, ayy

Diamonds dancin' like Rihanna

Coolin' with Chapo, I’ll see you mañana

Trapping inside the cabana

Tony Montana, flippin' that work for the Prada

I just want all of the money, fuck up some commas

I got no time for no drama

Coolin' with Mongo, we makin' a movie, your mama

Prolly somewhere in Bahamas

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White

I can’t even fuck with her, she don’t act right

Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right

Now I’m countin' money, throw it in the bag like

They don’t wanna see me shine 'cause my light bright

Wake up in the mornin' high like a damn kite

If we beef, no politickin', holmes, it’s on sight

I just wanna fuck you baby, why you wanna fight?

I just copped a P, bands 'bout to take flight

See me with the hands, I’m posted up all night

Comin' live from the 5, 12 years strong

Honeycomb perc, bottom of my big bong

You don’t wanna play chicken, I got big balls

Ten toes down, big boss, stand tall

I’ve been cookin' so hard, sauce on the wall

I’m makin' hits, that’s your bitch 'bout to risk it all

What’s the move?

Hit me up, I stay on call

In shinin' shoes, dressin' up like I’m 'bout to ball

Makin' plays, silky smooth, John fucking Wall

They so fake and I’m so true, I’m tryna tell y’all

Get it how you live it, make sure you just don’t fall

It’s all about the digits, get it then I make a call

I just wanna be rich and buy the fuckin' mall

I got tunnel vision like I’m walkin' in a hall

I just pulled up in LA, wearin' Off White

I can’t even fuck with her, she don’t act right

Call my old jawn 'cause she throw that back right

Now I’m countin' money, throw it in the bag like