Vest Up

Gotta call I was next up
I went and vest up, yeah
Bullets through your neck now, who wan' push they chest up?
Everyday we slangin' iron, I know you niggas fed up
Niggas won't get on my trail, I tell 'em bitches catch up
I hit the bumper knock it loose up out the window I get loose
Pushing bullets through the window fuck
around and I hit 2s and 20s 12s up in the truth
I get the frop I'm sending troops
He was stepping in some J's now he can't even tie his shoes
He a demon (demon), he be scheming (scheming)
Murder in his eyes, he done seen it
If he mask up then he scheming
And if he said, "Fuck you" then he mean it
He a demon (demon), he be scheming (scheming)
Murder in his eyes, he done seen it
If he mask up then he scheming
And if he said, "Fuck you" then he mean it
I got some shit up on my chest that I can't wait to get off
I got some niggas from my city I can't wait to knock off
Draco hold a hunnid tryna knock your top off
Got some niggas in the cut and they can't wait to pop off
Pull up on a whip you know it's murder she wrote
Got some niggas come and dirt ya for a couple C notes
I know a pretty red bitch she got a hell of a throat
Yeah I make her fuck the opps until she give me then go
Bitch you know I'm the goat, I got the game in a choke
I'm loving on your baby mama stick my tongue in her throat
My city know I'm a stepper and I keep Glocks not Berettas
You want me dead? A hunnid ain't enough, you gotta do better
He a demon (demon), he be scheming (scheming)
Murder in his eyes, he done seen it
If he mask up then he scheming
And if he said, "Fuck you" then he mean it
He a demon (demon), he be scheming (scheming)
Murder in his eyes, he done seen it
If he mask up then he scheming
And if he said, "Fuck you" then he mean it



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Writer(s): Fredrick Ii Givens, Jackie Plant
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