Off-White Rug Lyrics

I'm only a dial away

Put me on trial today

Memories stored they filed away

Might get homicidal today

Sticky hands, what I do for your love

Red blood on the Off-White rug

Thinking 'bout all the shit that i've done

A shoulder to cry on, I just need a hug

I'm only a dial away

Put me on trial today

Memories stored they filed away

Might get homicidal today

Sticky hands, what I do for your love

Red blood on the Off-White rug

Thinking 'bout all the shit that i've done

A shoulder to cry on, I just need a hug

So what are you doing tonight?

Step too close and i'll fuck up your life

Me and gang smoking jays on a flight

Louis bag for the clothes and a pint

Seal it up and I carry it on

No strings attached i'm just here til the dawn

Just talked to Max, tryna see what i'm doing

I'm off the gas in the back of a foreign

Yeah you and me, we get straight to the point

Don't got to ask, ima roll you a joint

She got a pass to my life she enjoy

Got a lot of ass and I know that she know it

Everyday ima fight for your effort

I don't want to ask, but you got to do better

Got me all alone, so i'm chasing the cheddar

And my feelings change like the Chicago weather

But as long as you know that-

I'm only a dial away

Put me on trial today

Memories stored they filed away

Might get homicidal today

Sticky hands, what I do for your love

Red blood on the Off-White rug

Thinking 'bout all the shit that i've done

A shoulder to cry on, I just need a hug

I'm only a dial away

Put me on trial today

Memories stored they filed away

Might get homicidal today

Sticky hands, what I do for your love

Red blood on the Off-White rug

Thinking 'bout all the shit that i've done

A shoulder to cry on, I just need a hug

You say lately i'm losing my mind

I ain't been sleeping, smoke weed all the time

Got dirt on me, put me away for the crime

When it come to you it's so easy to rhyme

When it come to you know I can't have a budget

Run around we spend it all like it's nothing

We in the wagon blacked out to the cushion

Don't got to brag said it's mine and I took it

If you out the way then a flights what im booking

Ice looking thin so I try not to push it

My mind is expanding so don't overlook it

Come hang with me i'll show you how that kush hit

Smoke so much loud you thought it was tobacco

Knew me when i had the fade and the afro

Look back on the years and I think where did that go?

I need validation, I feel like a ghost

But I promise you that-

I'm only a dial away

Put me on trial today

Memories stored they filed away

Might get homicidal today

Sticky hands, what I do for your love

Red blood on the Off-White rug

Thinking 'bout all the shit that i've done

A shoulder to cry on, I just need a hug