Virgil Design

Better not try me cuz they know my body
I want that corvette that look like the rarri
I get the bag and I put that on Mommy
All of them fake friends know they cannot call me
I left the station filled up on 90
Ain't no mistaken I drip like Dasani
I got low patience I put that on mami
I got the drip they think Virgil designed me

Made a play I just I made me a lot of cake
Lotta nigga still trap out they momma place
I been stackin I'm in a gelato race
Think I'm Westbrook the way that I blow the jay
Never fucked a reup to blow the cake
Put the dick the in ya dear she know my face
When I pull up I need me a motorcade
See the hellcat the demon it's road rage
Imma still be flexing in old age
Know that get money limit got no age
Got the deps and the ins got all ranges
Bout to get me a tracksuit by palm angels
I be fuckin them bitches at all angles
You be pressin them bitches you boring ain't you
She just fucked you to sleep and you snoring ain't you
She came right back to me wit it all hangin

Better not try me cuz they know my body
I want that corvette that look like the rarri
I get the bag and I put that on Mommy
All of them fake friends know they cannot call me
I left the station filled up on 90
Ain't no mistaken I drip like Dasani
I got low patience I put that on mami
I got the drip they think Virgil designed me
Better not try me cuz they know my body
I want that corvette that look like the rarri
I get the bag and I put that on Mommy
All of them fake friends know they cannot call me
I left the station filled up on 90
Ain't no mistaken I drip like Dasani
I got low patience I put that on mami
I got the drip they think Virgil designed me



Credits
Writer(s): Keon Campbell
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