Off-White - K-Trap, Nafe Smallz

Got this drip a while ago an' still, its got the tag

Baby 'cause that’s Off-White an' I ain’t gotta' brag

Shawty love me bad, Chanel print up on her bag

Asked me when she calls, why I never ring her back

63S kinda' nippy, boy it drags

«Buy me a Birkin bag"that's all I ever hear

VVS clear put a rock up in your ear

And every time we pull up, we make everyone stare

An' every time we do it, why you gotta say you love me?

You know that shit scares, now I’m off, I’m in a hurry

Runnin' to this money whilst I got you in your feelings

You text me that abuse, think she fighting with some demons

Balenciaga, Louis, you’ll forget it for a second

Nails are like a man that’s impressive

I could make more effort an' I know it, but I didn’t

Louis for the linen, when I took you swimming

I got too much going on

Nobody makes it where I’m from

Where all the good die young (Yeah)

Life, you got to take it as it comes

See I’ve been out here way too long (Yeah)

An' still I’m writing all my wrongs

This brick of white could put you on

What doesn’t kill you, make you strong

What doesn’t kill you, make you strong

So much money, how a nigga still waking up depressed?

Put them clamps tight, then I take it out the press

An' I gotta' address get some shit up off my chest

An' if I didn’t flex, I think you’d love me less

An' why you gotta' call every minute try’na check

That I ain’t with my ex or a next?

It’s a mess

Big bag baby, they won’t ever give me less

An' I just want head, why you wanna' give me stress?

Young boy got me a brick, now I’m like NBA (Never broke)

Two hands on the tray when I pray for better days (Yeah)

Brought a vibe, now I get better plays (Better plays)

I just told 'em how I stretch this yé (Whip it)

I’m the one to blame, I got me paid, I stayed the same (Stayed the same)

Range with the wood grain (Neeum)

I just move it get it gone (Gone)

Hit the jewellers with this prof' (Profit)

Sorry b I can’t see you I got-

I got too much going on

Nobody makes it where I’m from

Where all the good die young (Yeah)

Life, you got to take it as it comes

See I’ve been out here way too long (Yeah)

An' still I’m writing all my wrongs

This brick of white could put you on

What doesn’t kill you, make you strong

What doesn’t kill you, make you strong