Yeah
Bow, bow, bow,
bow
Hunnits all blue, look like a democrat
Yeah
Hunnits all blue, look like a democrat
Be with the chit-chat, no I'm not internet
I'm highest up fairs for a bitch with a cylinder
Count no money, I'm countin' up big racks
Look at my bag, yeah that * mean give back
Pipe out the cut, nigga peek-a-boo
I'm smokin' on Zod, nigga * the shrooms
I'm lettin' * blow, nigga like boom
You know what I do,
meet me,
it's your doom Perf 15,
yeah I pop me like two
Run around town,
see a fast bitch too Bad lil' bitch,
* me like it's two
I just woke up off pourin' a deuce I don't rock sugar cold,
way too raw
Off of the E and I'm feelin' odd Like who on the beat,
nigga yeah it's Vyse
I'm lettin' it clap,
nigga round the blows I feel like I'm Jigsaw,
what I saw?
Pourin' up red,
yeah it's straight blood Pourin' up red,
nigga like republican
Pull up on white,
yeah this * a color I'm straight to the point,
nigga like I'm
puncturing E everyday,
I don't care about Ramadan
Spy little brazy nigga,
yeah the Don I shoot way better,
nigga in the dark
I pour up a three,
now my soul the dark Shoot it from hell,
I don't got no heart
Look at my heart,
gon' see a black hole I'm higher for 30,
payin' you the roll
I'm comin' first like A like one I'm drippin' that sauce,
no not A1
See a fork and a knife for the steak when I'm done
Can't * with that nigga, nigga what you done?
You bleed how I bleed, what the * a gun?
V cuts yellow, lookin' like the sun
I don't play drums,
but I stay with the drum On the road to the riches,
nigga you a bum
Hunnid for blue,
look like a democrat Me with the chit-chat,
no I'm not internet
I'm high as a Ferris wheel,
bitch with a cylinder Count no money,
I'm countin' the big racks
Look in my bag,
get that *,
me and get back Pop out the cut,
nigga peek-a-boo
I'm smokin' on Zod,
nigga * the shrooms I'm lettin' * blow,
nigga like boom
You know what I do,
meet me at your doom Perfect ting,
yeah I pop me like two
Run around town,
she a fast bitch too Bad lil' bitch,
* me like it's two
I just woke up off Paul and the Deuce I don't knock * cold,
way too raw
Off of the E and I'm feelin' odd Like who on the beat,
nigga yeah it's Vaz