Offshore (feat. Young Thug) [From Swaecation]

Ear Drummers

They think it's woman inside me

'Cause the way I wear my tees and my jeans

Little do they know they woman

Got marks all over her knees

Rollin' off you

Rollin' off you

You overdosin' off my kiss

And the joke is on you

Joke is on you

If you fall for that old ****

Hey!

I took a trip offshore (Ayy)

Took the whip offshore (Yeah)

I took a chick offshore

You should get out more (Hey, hey)

And you should get out more

You should get out more

Baby, take a lil' tour (Oh)

When we hit that floor

All the money downpour

That's what it's here for (That's what it's for)

Do it up so large

Do it up so large

Like a breakout star

Bunch of young **** on a crash course (Do it large, do it large)

Going overboard

Going overboard

We can hit that store

Yeah, we take it too far (Ayy)

I'ma let you vibe all day

I don't mind, let you try it all day

You know Thugger let you ride all day

Yeah, let you ride all day

You can go get what you like all day

It feels wrong, but it's right, no, baby

Perky got me lookin' at your body all day

And it feels right, my baby, yeah

Baby steps when you walk

You got baby steps when you walk

High heels on your feet when you walk

High heels on your feet, baby

Lambo, them legs ajar, yeah

And the Maserati truck, the doors in the back ajar, yeah

Let's get it on, baby

Make your mouth get it, get it gone, yeah

Like a motorcycle, get it on, baby

Yeah, I perform foreplay

So in love, I can buy the bitch a ring every day

Stop this rap shit, turn to a mob any day

Bossman, I could get homie dropped any day

I'll slap the shit out Donald Trump any day

Brand new assistant I like, any day

Better get it right if you don't want gunplay

I'ma do it right and fill up the driveway

Bentley on the side and it's sittin' on LeBron James

911 Porsche got me takin' you on a date, ayy

Pistol Pete mobbin', I'm bangin' it all day

Baddest and the baddest and baddest like all day

I ran up the millions, I did it all my way

Hundred dollar bills and I like 'em all straight

Real talk, I'm a neat freak

And lil' mama fold my clothes like a neat freak

You say you doin' somethin', ya uncle reading right through your wrong

Hoes can't talk when I talk where I'm from

32 pumps make 'em run, Forrest, run

Monte Carlo, poppin' my collar

Wrestle that ho like the muthafuckin' Rock

I say wrestle that ho like the muthafuckin' Rock

So I let it freeze up-up-up-up-up

Eat the cake, Anna Mae, baby, yeah

These bitches hatin', they throw rice by the case

I'm ridin' down memory lane

Catchin' feelings like I'm Walter Payton

I just wanna throw love at this evenin'

Christian Dior with the ski

Bad bitch, yeah, make believe

Barney Balmain on my jeans

Bleedin' like a Tampax Pearl

Mistakenly made it rain on your world, ayy

Your diamonds, yeah, they wet like the bottom of the shore, yeah

Better stop playin', say you quick like sand, oh my God

I took a trip offshore

Took the whip offshore (Yeah)

I took a chick offshore

You should get out more (Hey, hey)

And you should get out more

You should get out more

Baby, take a lil' tour (Yeah)

When we hit that floor

All the money downpour

That's what it's here for

Do it up so large

Do it up so large

Like a breakout star

Bunch of young **** on a crash course

Going overboard

Going overboard

We can hit that store

Yeah, we take it too far