Vette Pass By (feat. OJ da Juiceman)

Vette pass by, everybody looking Six stoves in the house and everybody cooking Wrist like blow, chain like oww We throw it in the air, to watch it come down You ridin' vertte (wheewh) Your bullets gone (wheewh) You got a common cold, we got the bird flu This ounce is stupid purp, it cost me half a whack A.K. half a stack, so ain't no hittin back I'm at the Gally house, I won 'bout 80 bands And went the magic city, and it did the rain man I'm the king man, stupid bad man, rubberband man, oh it's the grand sound A stupid fruity sack, a stupid fruity pack Crazy Gucci shoes where you get 'em at I said it's off white, buy a fifty pack The hottest nigga in the nation ain't dropped yet Where them pots at, where the glocks at I kick a door with, where the blocks at Cartoon chain, papa smurf ring All red waynes, so icy airplane Gucci Mane hat, Gucci Mane shirt Louie V shoes, Louie V purp We ain't the Big Tymers, but bitch we got work We get our roll on, and new school verttes Old school's cool, but most ours new Gazoontite biatch, we got the bird flu And we'll bless you, so say hachoo We'll turn those house shoes, into some Prada shoes On the east side, we play by Gucci rules He's only in the hood, but he's commissioned to it ((O.J. Da Juiceman)) The bird flu got me, the Jacob watch rockin' Bell border diamonds man, I'm so icy Young juice man goddamit I'm the shit Booming off the chain workin with 50 bricks Nay later cars, fruit loop chains 32 carat posted on my pinkie ring Been a 100 charger, sneak a color gunk Super bad bitch A ain't pocket with them all I ain't coming cold nigga Ain't dis ain't what you want Ain't 72 dunk Ain't with no skirt whoa 6 stoves cookin mean we got work Young Juiceman cuzz smokin' 9 pounds of purp