Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Звук


Интерфейс


Уровень сложности


Акцент



язык интерфейса

ru

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
зарегистрироваться / войти
Lyrkit

донат

5$

Lyrkit

донат

10$

Lyrkit

донат

20$

Lyrkit

Или поддержи меня в соц. сетях:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
K-Trap

Off-White

 

Off-White


[JB:]
JB on the beat

[K-Trap:]
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
Running 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

[Nafe Smallz:]
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

[K-Trap:]
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 (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

[Nafe Smallz:]
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

готово

Ты добавил себе все незнакомые слова из этой песни?