Vvs

Yea
It's Nyce and Lukey man
Yea
Let's get it
Look

We on the block like monopoly boards
12 tryna pull us over whatchu stoppin me for
If I killed ya favorite rapper I was probably bored
I could never claim the bitch so she gotta be yours yea
Marc Jacobs on my lenses
We gon treat the block like Vietnam we in the trenches
Designer on me that's expensive
Boom bap trap that some shit that we invented
Big drippin off the wave tsunami you got me
We set the precedent for you to copy you probably
Thinkin we the same but you not me now watch me
Fire up the gas like a Nazi
Nothin new another borin week
Until I hit the club up and meet a foreign freak she bad
Big bags nothin less than a quarter P
Part two stay tuned cause there's more to see

First thing I hadda do was finesse on em
VVS big chains wit baguettes on em
If the jakes in pursuit hit the jets on em
Ray Nyce big Luke boutta flex on em

I got a mode to me
Tell your bitch you love her tell her she a hoe to me
I'm Oladipo tech a rapper if he close to me
So back it up and put it down like where you supposed to be
She don't say no to me

I'm sky walkin' on the beat but this the alpha Luke honcho
Baggie full of noise I roll it up in a fronto
Bring it pronto
Drippin' I'm a bring him a poncho
Caviar up on her pussy and my steak and cilantro
Ye I Swooped in baby you ain't hear me comin'
Panamera coupe color gravy come and see me buggin'
Addy had her loose
Bag it up and move it right out the goose
I got the drip don't fuck around I put the Ruger to use
For real
I can't chill til I stack up a mil
So tell your back up go and back up give them somethin' to feel
You see the judge you see the jury still you comin' to squeal
That's no deal
That's why your shawty tryna fuck with the real
I got a big ting
Fill the drum in steady comin' for your bling bling
I'm a hot boy I get you lined while you in sing sing
Got a lil ting around me Luke the king ting
Name go ring ring
All up in your city bling bling
Yellin' Yao at your bitch like Ming
I'm only creepin' round my city in a midnight ting
I bling like blow my crown about to blow like bling
I'm about my cream we scrappin' till I found my ting
Yes

First thing I hadda do was finesse on em
VVS big chains wit baguettes on em
If the jakes in pursuit hit the jets on em
Ray Nyce big Luke boutta flex on em

I got a mode to me
Tell your bitch you love her tell her she a hoe to me
I'm Oladipo tech a rapper if he close to me
So back it up and put it down like where you supposed to be
She don't say no to me