The Offerring Lyrics by Neako Ft. Bonnie Blunts & Fresh Moss
Before you talk pay your ties, I got Andre
Younglings on the …
No doctor can prescribe a remedy for these similes, it’s indescribable
Feel the cold in my line, seen daddy way back doing bold as a lion
I’m …in his prime, the cloud that I’m on bears a nine
Follow me down this purple brick road, ain’t no wizards involved
It’s just some bitches and cars
I need a light skin girl with a lot of courage
I got weed so I never get discouraged
The new niggas have arrived to salvage y’all, we came from the heavens
Even though we raising hell got niggas 18 on the run, escaping jail
These words are too mean, listen close as I excel
Drink your wine while it’s still warm, look at the time while it’s still going
Smoking bar weed, feeling more paranoid
And fuck, I think I need another phone, I think my momma need another home
Time to make it happen, let me do it with these words
Sipping codeine soda, got my vision blurred, kinda impaired
Got my sipping slurred, what are you saying, that we do this
Every yale white cell, that’s the true shit
I got a level that’ll make your whole view switch
You never abducted by the new clique, blowing weed through stained glass
My regime, did we take cash? Drinking wine out the goblet
Everyone will recite this
Drink the wine ‘fore it is warm
Drink the wine ‘fore it is warm
Drink the wine ‘fore it is warm
Drink the wine ‘fore it is warm
Elevate my mind, wanna get up in my brain
Remember that one time, take that chick that make me lain
When you touch your half friends nothing is the same
But I levitate like a fucking phoenix out the rain
Puff magic dragon, exhale out flames
Slow back to back, smoke up to my knees
Some do it for the fun, I do it not to go insane
It’s levels to attain, every girl white cell, join a campaign
Bitches led a fast life, sipping champagne
Middle finger to my past life, swearing through the lanes
Jolly ranches on ice at the …feeling fire in the plain
Then I come back to Earth feeling rebirth
These niggas feel thirst when they see me spit a verse
But I got that voodoo how I leave them in the curse
These bitches talking doodoo time I put them in the dirt
The Lord giveth finna Lord taketh
Fuck nigga, I could do the same
Every white cell likes that, yeah, my nigga, you could do the same
They call me Skinny Fresco, just one of my many names
A nigga started from the bottom then worked my way up
Then it became, I smoke weed, sip lean, don’t pop pills
Here’s a cool skinny nigga with some hot wheels
These niggas thinking every day many not real
Love a mark’s smith, pick a target, they get shot, killed
It’s levels to this shit, every yale white cell, got ‘em all
I’m always on the court like Bron ‘cause a nigga gotta ball
Neako - The Offerring Lyrics (Ft. Bonnie Blunts & Fresh Moss)
