Lyrics Offshore - K. Forest

Offshore

Bring the card, leave the tip
FFI, yeah we lit
Pipe down on your bitch
Like a ride for the list
Life styles of the rich
Audemars and Piguets
The 'ghini i want next
Oh yeah, that’s a flex
But I won’t forget those days that I was piss poor
Working double shifts to save up for that four door
And it seam money I save is going offshore
Can’t complain 'cause I’m getting everything I asked for
Yes I am, yes I am
Dreamt of that Lam', now I’m speeding man
Some my niggas wear blue, some be bleeding man
Keep my circle real small, I got rasons man
I need a pocket increase
I need my ops dceased
Sprinkle and drop in the leaf
Apply it to life they all capeesh
And I just lit a brand new pack, yeah
They out of bread them running laps, yeah
Every year raise the stats, yeah
Next year, It’s gold plaques, yeah
Look at how we used to live
No food in the fridge
Now there’s ice on the racks
And it came out the fridge
It’s a UFO that I’m in
Clean plates and a VIN
Cost an arm and a limb
All I need is a Kim
And I won’t forget those days that I was piss poor
They went screaming for my name, oh an encore?
Now she want me to buy her bags, and Tom Ford
Is this the price you pay, sitting on the top floor?
Yes it is, yes it is
But it ain’t just 'bout me, this for my relatives
Could you really blame me who I’m selective with
Can’t leave no snakes in my element
I need a pocket increase
I need my ops deceased
Sprinkle and drop in the leaf
Apply it to life they all capeesh