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David Vulpis
David Vulpis
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Look I poured my heart in these drinks Most don't know how it started with me Took my time I've cooked these lines I've shook some spines only God know me Don't call my phone if you want it for free Words so bold might slaughter a feat Down it goes like five four three Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves Walked in slow this the vibe I need Money I throw and none I keep She on that pole letting everyone see Snatched that soul telling everyone close Don't call my phone if you want it for free Words so bold, might slaughter a feat Down it goes like five four three Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves Walked in slow this the vibe I need Money I throw and none I keep She on that pole letting everyone see Snatched that soul telling everyone close Don't call her Look I ain't looking for love I just want a little more of what I put in this cup I feel myself I know cause we throwing it up And I could tell how she stare that she looking to Ay shorty so bad that I got in my bag Threw a rack all cash not to brag but I'm that guy Yeah the wrist lit counting like a Fitbit Big drip chain on water like it's baptized Got to match my wrist with the neck Baguettes in the chain I don't flex with the feds Bets on they heads I don't stress what they said Just impressed with these reds how they stretch in the bed She loving this life I'm sipping it slow She working that pole I'm tipping like tipping like Take that money I don't play bout money Got saved up money but I'm trying make more When the lights go down all the freaks come out I'm a buy these rounds she pouring it down I don't need no love but I need you now So what you waiting for woah Come and make me proud I don't mean no foul Just trying to vibe out make the scene go wild She told me you better not leave But when you do just know one thing Don't call my phone if you want it for free Words so bold might slaughter a feat Down it goes like five four three Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves Walked in slow this the vibe I need Money I throw and none I keep She on that pole letting everyone see Snatched that soul telling everyone close Don't call my phone if you want it for free Words so bold, might slaughter a feat Down it goes like five four three Wrist so cold that I got to wear sleeves Walked in slow this the vibe I need Money I throw and none I keep She on that pole letting everyone see Snatched that soul telling everyone close Don't call her
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