Offense (feat. Babyface Ray & 42 Dugg) Song Lyrics

Yeah, motherfucking Sean Don in this bitch with 'Face
(Trapadix, Trapadix, Hit-Boy)

I'm on offense, I'm off the shits (shits)
Came off the bench, now I start shit (mm-hmm)
Driving like I used to valet park shit (swerve)
I can't jeopardize my life, go hard on a bitch (uh-huh)

If I ain't putting up no points, ain't no point to this shit (no point, no)
I'm really steppin' over shit that used to make me trip (I ain't trippin' over none of y'all lil' pussies)
OG on the beat (beat), OG Jordan 3's (woah)
When you the Don, you understand and you oversee it (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go)

I don't give a fuck about nobody tryna be it (be it)
I already been it (ooh), this shit get offensive (ooh)
Bought the new X today, it's already tinted
Flyin' home to my bitch, I fucked the flight attendant (ooh) with no strings

'Cause I still got new problems with old things (mm-hmm, you done fucked up, Sean)
Bitch, you are not me
It took a lot to get what I got, this is not free (this is not free)
Wait for the drop, fuck her on pop, like niggas is not street (swerve)
I'm goin' Mach 3 (swerve) goin' Mach 4, key to locked doors (swerve)

Bro got a play, I got a play, we swap those
Brodie got a bitch, I got a bitch, we swap hoes (you trippin')
I trust everyone around me, ain't no locked doors (mm-hmm)
Long sleeve in the city for the potholes