Vip

12 in the morning, we just left the streets Finna hit up sco we he the club we VIP Walk straight through the back don't need to see id We bout like seven deep you know I got Greazy with me I'd done bought three miles I done forgot the sheets I been bum cheesy all day I done forget to eat It's like four in the morning we go back on 18 Swerving, and we speeding It got tents so you can't see in it The perks beating a nigga ass She irritating as fuck bitch asking more questions then vlad I'm sliding through the toll I-95 no easy pass She sucking my soul the whole time I been of crashed Get mo money I really posted up in dope runners I been selling dope selling coke got half's for 400 My name all over the state now I told you so mama If you ain't family or a switch Trying to score some coke from me Fuck em he trying to spend no money Bro just got a spot up to the top and that bitch jumping Why all these other niggas out here bragging They never did that Most my plays they talk in code They gone ask me where the kids at I'll turn your place to the trap Neighbors ask me why you did that? I fuck that bitch at the trap Can't tell her where I lay my head at Number one rule never show your hand Gotta stay on business and protect the brand You see I'm saying Where the fuck my keys at She hiding them I fucked her so good can't leave yet Nigga ass thought I forgot he owe me cheese where he at Pull-up on his ass an rub my hands be like I need that Huh, run my money nigga I was down bottom With lil dada nem serving dummy nigga And we run the west that won't sumpter st That was slumpter nigga an you ain't want to wreck You was in the rec that's on my mama nigga You remember that shit? You had ya elite socks an ya lil elite sleeves an shit? You thought you was Chris Paul Now you shooting at niggas and shit That crazy shit nigga Fuck on some where Real tycoon shit nigga Gready gang shit nigga you know who we is Huh huh huh huh huh huh