Offended (feat. Young Thug & 21 Savage)

Meek Milly, Jeffery, whoa

Yeah, yeah, fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me (Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)

I just might go 'head and let this lil' bitch suck my dick till it tickle me (Suck, suck it up)

I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry (Lean, lean)

Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me (Goddamn, damn, woo)

I heard the lil' boy was plotting on killing me

Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'

I usually don't beg, but I don't want the ceiling, please

Oxycontin fucking up kidneys

Molly, my cup look like bath salt

And I'm too high horse-ded for asphalt

Therefore, I'm in clouds from day to dark

They say that I changed, it's the cash fault

Pay everybody like a cash cow

I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR

The Rollie stainless, stainless

We young and rich and we dangerous

I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, ****

And the weed stinking like a chitlin, ****

Then the money long like a Philly, ****

Make me catch you slipping, then it's Christmas, ****

The bulletproof can take a missile, ****

I got Benji on me and he Crippin', ****

I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho

I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, ****

Put a swimming pool in the living room

How I'm living, ****, I ain't swimming, ****

Only thing that me and Michael Phelps

Got in common is that we winning, ****

Rock star lifestyle

Your ho's going wild

Saint Laurent shorty and toting that .40

We move through the city like BMF

Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang

Only difference them bitches, they VVS

I know these bitches gon' change

And fuck on whoever, whenever they see a check

If you do not fuck with the gang

Don't act like you do, when you see us, just keep it that

Swing through your block, bring that sweeper back

Land on your spot where your peoples at

Smoke you where ever we see you at

You don't want no problems, so keep it that

'Fore you get your man murdered

Hitters in the van lurking

I put bread on the beef (What you do?)

Turn it to a hamburger

Put that paper on the scale, ****

Little homies talking big money

When the wars on you'll tell, ****

Put a bag on your main hitta

When them things hit 'em, that's an L, ****

So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale, ****

And that’s all I’ma tell ****, and that's it

Yeah, yeah, fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offending me (Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)

I just might go 'head and let this lil' bitch suck my dick till it tickle me (Suck, suck it up)

I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry (Lean, lean)

Goddamn, I had four hoes one time, they was drilling me (Goddamn, damn, woo)

I heard the lil' boy was plotting on killing me

Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin'

I usually don't beg, but I don't want the ceiling, please

Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa (21, 21)

I ain't with that diss song shit, I been a shotta ****, whoa

Hundred shottas with me, whoa, VVSs on me, whoa

VVS's on me, bling, badaboom, badabing (21)

Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit

Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21)

We put them drums in them carbines (21)

We pull up on rappers and spark 'em (21)

I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts)

Street ****, really came from nothing (What?)

Strip a **** like Caine cousin (21)

Kill a ****, then you saying something (What?)

You was talking, ****, I was hustling (What?)

We was shooting, ****, you was ducking (Whoa)

You was texting, ****, I was fucking (21)

I was betting, ****, you was bluffing (21)

Hide and seek, ****, I was hunching (Facts)

Car foreign and my gun Russian

Sneak dissing, get a concussion (21, 21)

Yeah, yeah, fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me (Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)

I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me (Suck, suck it up)

I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry (Lean, lean)

Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me (Goddamn, damn, woo)

I heard the lil' boy was plotting on killing me

Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'

I usually don't beg, but I don't want the ceiling, please

Oxycontin fucking up kidneys