Vallie Mode

Uh This shit put me in a good mood New ting and Asian spice so I'm eating good soup Ask me if I'd kill for her, she don't know what I've been through My day whip a lease but my night whip a rental (Skrrrr) I'm out in Bali eating scallops She only 5'3" but she ride it like a stallion My ex-girl made me way too tired of Italian You do what you can do, I just do what I imagine Eww (uh) Vallie going drip mode Creasing my Balenci's, when I'm on your block, I tiptoe Only makin' vibes, might as well call me Cisco You gonna call her all night nigga, I just call her nympho (Oops) She said, "Look at what you've done to me" I know we in love but you ain't been makin' love to me She hate when I do drugs, so I put molly in my bubbly Sunnies in the club, know my eyes wildin' underneath Girl, know my closet got some skeletons Wrists got a skeleton, dripped with the elegance Told you boys I'd been a boss since I was on Eglinton I need all my chips with some dip, for the hell of it Wait, uh You get that shit? Bottle half gone but you know I ain't no pessimist No, you can't belittle me, my flow is too benevolent So come up with these riddles, nigga, have to be on Ritalin Get the job done and I ain't ever been a middleman Molly in my Minute Maid, getting played You just gettin' high, I been gettin' high and gettin' paid To send me the beat, I send it back, that shit disintegrate Young Vallie degenerate, it's just always been this way Ion ever change unless I have a kid that hit the grave Niggas say the most and I'm still sayin' what they didn't say Let me drive the boat because D- O- fuckin' -M has been away Better mind your business 'Cause my wrist could take your kids away (Ice) Talking mob ties, of course (of course) We goin' all night, of course (of course) I spend one night at resorts (of course) You boutta hit mission, abort (yeah) I'm sippin' Sangria sittin' court side Never had a feature 'cause I never need a co-sign Told her this the pool, baby thought it was the coastline Niggas set trippin' playin' both sides Know I keep a clip just like a bow tie Labels bring my name up like, "Dom Vallie, he a gold mine Oh my god, he's so fire, spit just like a four-five" ACP, you was my son, I taught you ABC's This was off the dome, you cannot play with me, bitch