Off The Grid
Kanye West
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[Intro: Kanye West & Playboi Carti]
Boy (What?)
[Chorus: Kanye West & Playboi Carti]
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
This for my kid, kid, kid, kid
Everything we did for the crib did here
Flexin’ with the business trip
Going cray, take some cheese sticks (What?)
Been lit since '76
We scream this
Then they’ll have to change his-his-history
Niggas trip, trip, trip, this, this
This, this, this, this
You are still lit, lit, lit
I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid
Off the grid, grid, grid, grid
[Verse: Playboi Carti & Kanye West]
Ayy
What?
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
I'm off the grid (Homicide, homicide, what?)
I got tats on my ribs (Uh-ah), tattoos on my ribs (What?)
I just talked to my kid, Onyx (Slatt)
I just threw twenty, count it, we was at Onyx (Uh-ah, what?)
I just bought me some brand new clothes, Dover Street Market (Givenchy)
Ayy, we just took the routе to Charlotte (Yeah, ah, what? Yeah)
I'm in thе Rolls-Royce fuckin' on—what you call it? (Yeah, yeah)
I light the opp blunt and let your bitch try it (Ah)
Uh, I'm off the grid and wanna fuckin' die (What?)
[Chorus: Kanye West]
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid (What?)
This for my kid, kid, kid, kid (What?)
Everything we did for the crib did here
Flexin’ with the business trip
Going cray, take some cheese sticks
Been lit since '76
We scream this
Then they’ll have to change his-his-history
Niggas trip, trip, trip, this, this
This, this, this, this
You are still lit, lit, lit
I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid
Off the grid, grid, grid, grid
[Intro: Kanye West & Playboi Carti]
Boy (What?)
[Chorus: Kanye West & Playboi Carti]
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
This for my kid, kid, kid, kid
Everything we did for the crib did here
Flexin’ with the business trip
Going cray, take some cheese sticks (What?)
Been lit since '76
We scream this
Then they’ll have to change his-his-history
Niggas trip, trip, trip, this, this
This, this, this, this
You are still lit, lit, lit
I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid
Off the grid, grid, grid, grid
[Verse: Playboi Carti & Kanye West]
Ayy
What?
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid
I'm off the grid (Homicide, homicide, what?)
I got tats on my ribs (Uh-ah), tattoos on my ribs (What?)
I just talked to my kid, Onyx (Slatt)
I just threw twenty, count it, we was at Onyx (Uh-ah, what?)
I just bought me some brand new clothes, Dover Street Market (Givenchy)
Ayy, we just took the routе to Charlotte (Yeah, ah, what? Yeah)
I'm in thе Rolls-Royce fuckin' on—what you call it? (Yeah, yeah)
I light the opp blunt and let your bitch try it (Ah)
Uh, I'm off the grid and wanna fuckin' die (What?)
[Chorus: Kanye West]
We off the grid, grid, grid, grid (What?)
This for my kid, kid, kid, kid (What?)
Everything we did for the crib did here
Flexin’ with the business trip
Going cray, take some cheese sticks
Been lit since '76
We scream this
Then they’ll have to change his-his-history
Niggas trip, trip, trip, this, this
This, this, this, this
You are still lit, lit, lit
I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid
Off the grid, grid, grid, grid
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