VVS Guard
I don't got time for these bitches
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
I don't got time for these bitches
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
Started off with home bros
Now we up like promos
Getting big rich
It's the old flow
Used to skip high school
With the home bro
Rocking gucci head to toe
Always carrying with that .48
Yeah, with the scope
No kick back
Drop back, stay back
Hating me now
Now, you wanna be me
That's wack
My grind
Tryna look like E.T
Rubbing off the paint
Ybn never be me
I don't want
I said, still with the shits you get
Popped now you dead
But lyrically and spiritually
I'm still stacking my bread
You paying $20 for a G
He still smacking yo' head
I'm tryna make it musical.ly
Like an app for the kids
It's nothing in my way
None of these fuck niggas are stopping me
We catch bars they spitting out
Do this shit properly
Go in my estate, i'm tryna add it to my property
Niggas still a youngin' imma give it to em' honestly like
Rock my heart out
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
Rock my heart out
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
I don't got time for these bitches
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
I don't got time for these bitches
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
I don't got time for these bitches
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
Started off with home bros
Now we up like promos
Getting big rich
It's the old flow
Used to skip high school
With the home bro
Rocking gucci head to toe
Always carrying with that .48
Yeah, with the scope
No kick back
Drop back, stay back
Hating me now
Now, you wanna be me
That's wack
My grind
Tryna look like E.T
Rubbing off the paint
Ybn never be me
I don't want
I said, still with the shits you get
Popped now you dead
But lyrically and spiritually
I'm still stacking my bread
You paying $20 for a G
He still smacking yo' head
I'm tryna make it musical.ly
Like an app for the kids
It's nothing in my way
None of these fuck niggas are stopping me
We catch bars they spitting out
Do this shit properly
Go in my estate, i'm tryna add it to my property
Niggas still a youngin' imma give it to em' honestly like
Rock my heart out
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
Rock my heart out
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
I ain't never put my guard down
I don't got time for these bitches
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
I don't got time for these bitches
They ain't riding
They gon make it easy for a nigga just to slide in
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Turpin, Ellie Joesph
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