OFFERINGS lyrics

Yeah
Give me ten, I'll give you a sweet sixteen
No brat, just to laugh about the mistreat
Every lap pull a stance out of six feet
Bottom where the sh*t be, popping at the collar
While you holler, you forgotten that your sh*t stink
Money bring wahala, check the problem that the zips bring
Corrupt system they be clapping when the clips sing
And I don't blame you, I just ask them if they miss me
Going in the dirt, that sh*t you be packing in your ripped jeans
Glued to this stoop, we still [?]
Move with the crew, with Manhattan to the [?]

Yo, yo, yo
I do not care what you offer me, n*gga
Hop off my di*k and hop off of me n*gga
Hop off the strip, do not bother me
Stuck in my head where I'd rather be

I do not care what you offer me, n*gga
Hop off my di*k and hop off of me n*gga
Hop off the strip, do not bother me
Stuck in my head where I'd rather be

Yeah
And lately I been hitting bud
Watch my face starts to fade in a picture smudge
In this bowl full of chicken, papa lick the [?]
In this potty mouth n*gga, like I lick the mud
'Preme but he gon' be when the winter come
Polo bubble fat and my system pump
My eyes low and I regret it if I hit the blunt
And I ain't piecing n*ggas nothing
All my sisters bucks
And I ain't f*cking with these lyrics that you with us son
Since a youngin' my spirit been a bitter one
Where's that cheddar dude?
Somethin' must have bit your tongue
A lot of n*ggas like to talk but never really get it done