Offset and Hit-Boy Lyrics
Check out the official lyrics to Offset's new song with Hit-Boy titled '2 Live.'
Offset & Hit-Boy - 2 Live Lyrics
Intro
Uh, uh, uh
Chorus: Hit-Boy
3-0-5 (3-0-5), she outside (She outside), on IG live
She get freaky like a Uncle Luke album
Shots of Patrón, we off El Alto, what's happening? (Hit-Boy)
Too live (Too live), too live, bitch you too live
She get freaky like a Uncle Luke album
Too live (Too live), too live bitch
Bounce that shit, shake that shit, I'm throwing these blues and I can't miss
Verse 1: Hit-Boy
Ain't no such thing as too thick, she wear a waist trainer in the crib
Started an OnlyFans, getting tips, seven-six-two, her ass that big (Too live)
Marni sweatеrs, ran it up at Websters (Webstеrs)
She can make a post breakup feel better (Better)
OG bitch, but she gon' be twenty-one forever
I was twenty up in platinum, twenty-one with Don Cannon
I'll put horses in yo' engine if it sit like Meg Thee Stallion (Too live)
Shorty colder than the ice on my medallion, look
Hot stories
Chorus: Hit-Boy & Offset
3-0-5 (3-0-5), she outside (We outside), ain't on live
She get freaky like a Uncle Luke album
Shots of Patrón, we off El Alto, what's happening? (What's happening?)
Too live (Too live), too live, bitch (Bitch) you too live
She get freaky like a Uncle Luke album
Too live (Too live), too live bitch
Bounce that shit, shake that shit, I'm throwing these blues and I can't miss (Offset)
Verse 2
She get crazy (She get crazy), I blew eighty (Eighty racks)
We got faded, I woke up, bought her Mercedes (Hey)
Racks on top of the table, she got Birkins, alligators (Birkins)
She was a waiter, but she left you for my paper (Hey)
Ring around the rosey, I bought her Chanel, now she taking pictures posing (Flash)
You know I'm a player, once I hit her, then I'm ghosting (Ghost)
Knew she was a freak, she had a tongue and a nose ring (Grra)
Once I like her vibe, I knock her down like I went bowling (Knock her)
Pouring up Patrón on the ice, she like cold tings
All black, Maybach in the night, moving lowkey (Hey)
Go to Atlanta and hop in the Phantom
Them niggas know they ain't as cold as me (Cold)
One of one, it's only me (One of one)
Chorus: Hit-Boy & Offset
3-0-5 (3-0-5), she outside (We outside), ain't on live
She get freaky like a Uncle Luke album
Shots of Patrón, we off El Alto, what's happening? (What's happening?)
Too live (Too live), too live, bitch (Bitch) you too live
She get freaky like a Uncle Luke album
Too live (Too live), too live bitch
Bounce that shit, shake that shit, I'm throwing these blues and I can't miss
Outro: Hit-Boy
She get freaky like a Uncle Luke album
Shots of Patrón, we off El Alto, what's happening? (What's happening?)
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