OffTheGridInLA Lyrics

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Windows all tinted bitch I'm outside

I smoke a wood with lil shorty get high

My bitch so bad she like Bonnie I'm Clyde

It's gettin' real dark I'm a take her inside

Hol on, she let me inside

She fuck with the boy

yeah she know I'm the guy

She'll keep it 100 she won't tell a lie

I'll keep it 100 I won't tell a lie

I gotta get to the top where the ladder

She want a ring

Told the hoe she ain't saturn

That shit dont matter

How I lose weight and my pockets got fatter

Aye

Boy you best come get your hoe

She ride my dick like a pole

And my heart froze

She wanna know what's wrong

I'm smokin' strong

I reply shit I don't know

I pour my soul onna song

Pray to God that I'm a blow

No time for jokes

I can't be laid up broke

Yellow gold drippin' yolk

Aye, Let's go

She want to kick it, smoke, cruise

She use her tongue

Leave me a bruise

Ain't rockin' Vans

Lightning on my shoes

I been had Vlone you niggas some fools

Plug done sent me the Lo

I got them drugs for the low

Smokin a O

Call it a onion you know

Sippin' Four lines of the woah

Yah, Let's go

Dirty Four on the floor need a new cup

Come from the bottom like push up

Boy you know I gotta boot up

And your lil hoe wanna hook up

Off the grid in LA with my foot up

In the street yellin' Free SiG Fuck 12 Bitch But my Sprite bottle pink like a pig

With a shorty I might pull her hair a lil bit

Let me find out if this shit a wig

Off the drank in the stu & I ain't feelin burnt Feelin turnt bitch I'm screaming yudigg

She from the 479 wanna fuck on a Nigga With Attitude doin' it big

She fuck with P$G I'm a real ass P & a G

She attracted to Macks

I fuck with the bass turn it up to the Max

No you can't get a feat

If you don't got a stack

She fuck with the motion I'm having

She come to the stu just to bop her lil head to my tracks

She say I'm a dawg so I put her in doggy

She freaky I got this hoe breakin' her back

In the stu with the strap I can't lack

5.56 go through doors that's a fact

Glock 19 with the drum all black

Your bitch gave me head

You can have her back

Damn right I'm bringing the smoke

To wherever I go

Like a motherfucking choo choo train

We up in Cali our feet up with Danny

5 $200 steaks boy you insane

I don't know why you kissing lil shorty

When I know she just finished giving me brain

Don't drive off the drank

Cause I'm swerving

Don't worry I know how to stay my lane

Everything come with a price

Trying to live life right

See myself with the stars on a flight

Bitch I'm a dawg I don't bite

Unless you say It's alright

Let me know tonight

Pro Club looking clean

Keep this shit all white

I might make it red

If you say It's on sight

I could still beat your ass in a hotbox

My 2 niggas Smith & Wesson

They ain't trying to fight

I'm a meet up the plug cop 22 zips

Got me running back like Emmitt Smith

Think the feds listening to my shit

If you ask me I'm capping

Hoe I plead the Fifth

Yeah I might hit a lick

Give a fuck who you with

Catch me without my strap that's a myth

Your double cup green like a jedi

My codeine syrup from Europe

Drank red like the sith

Aye I put creatine all in my lean

Call me a fitness junkie

I was going through hell back in school

I was damn near flunking

Ever since been gettin money

Backwoods got me swinging

I feel like a monkey

Gas pack strong & It's punching

I pour the drank over ice

She bring some spice in my life

And you niggas munchin'

Bitch I get to the money, uh

You niggas broke and a joke it ain't funny

If I ain't rich or ain't faded I'm grumpy

I spilt a Four of the lean I was clumsy

(Yudigg)