Lights Off Songtext
von Baseman

Give her the D
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad


Hey
I flex on and I flex off
Your thick waist and your lips soft
Oh, just pass that to the big dog
Ayy, oh
Netflix and chill, let′s slap on that Narcos
She give me Becky while I strap them gelatos
We crashing corners, watch them fall off their high horse
She riding for me, she said fuck all my rivals
Big daddy base, you best call me by my title
Giuseppe heels, how you mean I don't like you?
Can′t trust a soul 'cause these bitches is spiteful
When I go link her, I might take me my rifle
But hey

Give her the D
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad


Hey
Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah
′Cause I prefer it with the lights off
Flexing on your bitch, I got the right sauce
Check it
I go batter up, I go pattern up
When she ask 'bout character
I put a hand on the wood, bend it over then I whack it up
Call the shots, I′m your manager
Shawty said she wan' hold me down
Fight my case like a barrister, hold up
Shawty hate when I leave, but she love it when I stay, yeah, yeah
I just wanna get the P′s, I just wan' get paid, yeah, yeah
Shawty bend it just for me, whip it, whip it like a slave, yeah, yeah
Shawty, don′t misbehave, shawty, don't misbehave, just let me

Give her the D
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad
Give her the D
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D 'cause she bad
Give her the D ′cause she bad