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Hey, hey Ice cold, dog Ayy Smooky Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy Ice cold wrist, diamonds hangin' off my neck, ayy Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray Real niggas stay true I call out my gang, gang Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy Ice cold wrist, diamonds hangin' off my neck, ayy Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray Real niggas stay true I call out my gang, gang Remember old days sellin' candy on a train We ain't had no money on my brothers in Spain School next day had to cop a new jet, ayy And I catch a ass 'cause your brother don't get payed And now we in a foreign in the freeway switchin' lanes Top off, flashing, shawties wanna know my name New whip, mansion, smellin just like mary jane Six-nine team you don't wanna play the game Grew up from the bottom, now I'm tryna reach the top Pockets used to be a low now I'm gettin' all this guap Writin' letters to my Guys free my niggas off the rock Happy for the ones theres here 'cause that's all I really got Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy Ice cold wrist, diamonds hangin' off my neck, ayy Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray Real niggas stay true I call out my gang, gang Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy Ice cold wrist, diamonds hangin' off my neck, ayy Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray Real niggas stay true I call out my gang, gang Lamborghini switch the whip Bugatti rollin' down the strip Pull up and I'm movin' swift Got in the booth and nigga got rich You ain't even my shawty, why you trippin' on me The pull up on your strip, You know I'ma OG All white on me, Vlone with the big V All white on me, Vlone all on my tee I remember I was broke, trappin' on the low key How you asking me for money, why you did l so slow? Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy Got a big vest and this time I got the tag Done withmy opp, I'm just tryna chase a check I just got a hundred mil 'bout to go cop the wraith Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy Ice cold wrist, diamonds hangin' off my neck, ayy Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray Real niggas stay true I call out my gang, gang Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy Ice cold wrist, diamonds hangin' off my neck, ayy Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray Real niggas stay true I call out my gang, gang
Writer(s): Toumani Diabate, Vladislav Mokhin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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