Offset – NO SWEAT Lyrics

3 Min Read

No Sweat is one of Migos rapper, Offset’s latest musical releases in recent time and its getting a lot of people talking.

Advertisement - Scroll To Continues

However in this article, Townflex will ve sharing with you the official No Sweat Lyrics, a song by the rapper taking off his latest album titled “Haunted by Fame”

This new song that serves as the fourth track pff the newly released project happens to be a diss song targeted at his ex, mother of his three kids, Cardi B.

Advertisement - Scroll To Continues

Check out the official Offset Lyrics No Sweat below, with a link attached beneath to download the mp3 version of the is song.

Offset – No Sweat Lyrics

Woah, woah, woah, woah (COUPE), woah

The Patek is filled with baguettes (Baguettes)
I’m walkin’ out leavin’ a mess (Mess)
We pop it all over the ‘net (Pop it)
I go hit Rodeo to flex (Flex)
I’m big on the self-respect (Respect it)
The front and the backend, the checks (Checks)
Half a mil’ just to light up the neck (Neck)
Pull a mil’ out the bank with no
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)
I’m swappin’ out bitches, no
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)

The Perkies, the Addies be on me (Perkies)
She bad, she my tenderoni (Woo)
‘Cause you smashed don’t mean that you own it
I hit it once, I’m gone in the morning (Skrrt)
Outer space, I’m rollin’ on a Tesla, baby (Tesla)
How it feel? How it feel? How it feel? How it feel?
Call the bank and tell ’em that I’m on the way (Cash)
Pop a pill, I get chills, I got Richards and they Mille
She open it up like a moshpit (Mosh)
I take off inside her like Rocket (Woah)
On the way to the money, no stoppin’ (Stop)
How the fuck you leave Jordan for Rodman? (Huh?)
You a fool if you think that I’m hurt (Hurt)
You ain’t happy, I know how it work (Woo)
How you married and still givin’ birth? (Hey)
Get some help, bitch, you goin’ berserk (Hey)

Advertisement - Scroll To Continues

The Patek is filled with baguettes (Baguettes)
I’m walkin’ out leavin’ a mess (Mess)
We pop it all over the ‘net (Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it)
I go hit Rodeo to flex (Flex)
I’m big on the self-respect (Respect, respect, respect)
The front and the backend, the checks (Checks, checks, checks)
Half a mil’ just to light up the neck (Neck)
Pull a mil’ out the bank with no
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)
I’m swappin’ out bitches, no
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)
Sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat), sweat (Sweat)

Stream/download song mp3 here.

Also Read Related Lyrics:

- Advertisement -