Off The sh*ts lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
My pockets put a couple bands on my wrist
Got my own sh*t, ain't gotta put on for the sh*ts
A lot of b*tches choosin' 'cause they like the team I'm with
These n*ggas think I'm losin' but I'm really off the sh*ts
I be off the sh*ts, I really be off the sh*ts
I be off the sh*ts, I really be off the sh*ts
A lot of n*ggas losing but they don't be off the sh*ts
A lot of b*tches choosin' 'cause they don't be off the sh*ts

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
n*ggas f*ck with that lean sh*t, I really be off of that lean sh*t
I could say what I rap 'cause n*ggas know I be with that street sh*t
Couple of them flex got me pouring up that reject
Got me up high on the moon, tweakin' like I'm ET
Call one of them hittas up, put me one of them hittas up
Then slide to the factory, make all the b*tches come chill with us
Got all the purp', sip all the syrup, got me movin' slow as her
Be cool before you be allowed to share
I won but you see a lot of Durk
They copy me, don't copy me, a lot of n*ggas be mockin' me
I'm on one, ain't no stopping me
It's been one 'cause we got the streets
LeBron, you could bring the heat
I'm on one, ain't no stoppin' me
It's been one 'cause we got the streets
LeBron, you could bring the heat
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
My pockets put a couple bands on my wrist
Got my own sh*t, ain't gotta put on for the sh*ts
A lot of b*tches choosin' 'cause they like the team I'm with
These n*ggas think I'm losin' but I'm really off the sh*ts
I be off the sh*ts, I really be off the sh*ts
I be off the sh*ts, I really be off the sh*ts
A lot of n*ggas losing but they don't be off the sh*ts
A lot of b*tches choosin' 'cause they don't be off the sh*ts

[Verse 2: Lil Reese]
Stop playing, boy, I'm off the sh*ts, eyes bloodshot red, I'm on that viking sh*t
OTF, O-Block, Lamron, 3hunna, stop playin', boy, we been in this sh*t
Off one, off two, 02, 03, young n*gga straight doing out hits
Kick a n*gga door face on the floor, everybody on the block thirsty, trying to hit licks
Got the sh*t and my couple Louis belts hold me up, lil' n*gga, catch how we do this
Off a flat, now I'm flying like a b*tch, never trust a b*tch so she gon' do di*ks
OTF to the grave, boy, I gotta get paid for that bread I'm goin' hard like Ace
Kush too strong, kush my face, can't be broke, so the paper I chase
Run up in the spot, we gon' take the whole safe
Don't come back 'cause the sh*t ain't safe
Knock a n*gga down have my mans steal the case, tough gettin' around the block with an eighth
On the block, yeah, you know I gotta move weight
My name hold weight so there's guns in this place
My name hold weight so there's guns in this place
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
My pockets put a couple bands on my wrist
Got my own sh*t, ain't gotta put on for the sh*ts
A lot of b*tches choosin' 'cause they like the team I'm with
These n*ggas think I'm losin' but I'm really off the sh*ts
I be off the sh*ts, I really be off the sh*ts
I be off the sh*ts, I really be off the sh*ts
A lot of n*ggas losing but they don't be off the sh*ts
A lot of b*tches choosin' 'cause they don't be off the sh*ts