Vlad

Turn me up
Turn me up
Uh dj turn me up
M'dubb
Turn me up
Yes
Turn me up
What

Niggax mad cuz I got the bag
Playas started hating and I think it's sad
Man I think it's sad
Niggax got rid of that luck we had
If I'm moving forward then I ain't looking back
I ain't looking back
Niggax mad cuz I get the bag
They start ask'n questions but I'm not on vlad
I'm not on vlad bro
Niggax mad cuz I get the bag
I'm a motherfucka but I'm not your dad

They be like
How you get that lit
How you get that cool
How you get that nice
I'm not on vlad

How you get that lit
How you get that cool
How you get that nice
I'm not on vlad

Got one up on me
Run up on a nigga like me
I guess then we gone have issues
I kept an illegal pistol
Leave you in water
Deeper than a fish could
Rappers gone come up and diss you
Flipping your work just keep it official
Niggax get bitchy just give 'em some tissues
I'm ripping niggax up on their own instrus
Mr rapper the senator
Vibing and running and driving around shooting minus the editor
Friends with competitors
Keep some niggax around
The wildest of the predators
Let's get this straight
I ain't up in no trap house to pick up no base
I'm want my riders to pick up the pace
And pay producers to pull up the bass

Niggax mad cuz I got the bag
Playas started hating and I think it's sad
Man I think it's sad
Niggax got rid of that luck we had
If I'm moving forward then I ain't looking back
M'dubb
Niggax mad cuz I get the bag
They start ask'n questions but I'm not on vlad
I'm not on vlad bro
Niggaz mad cuz I get the bag
I'm a motherfucka but I'm not your dad

M'dubb
I know some niggaz got problem with me
Instead for niggax to holler at me
Niggaz will rather be madder at me
But a brother like me
I don't see none of that b
I know the rhythms from start to the middle
Get caught up a little but solve it like riddles
I got some niggax you play with their feelings
They gone make you feel it right in front of your children
I kept a whole lotta brothers who aren't my blood but they're my bloodaz
Sick with no rap doctor but I'm feeling ok like one of the bradez
I'll have my killers just run in your hood disguised as one of the joggers
I'll send a message from one of my clips and post like one of my bloggers
Hey
I just be feeling the track
I just be ripping the raps
I be with some of the illest scraps
Niggax is still in the trap
Okay fine let's get this straight
I ain't in no trap house to pick up no base
I tell my riders to pick up the pace
And pay producers to pull up the bass

Niggax mad cuz I got the bag
Playas started hating and I think it's sad
Niggax got rid of that luck we had
If I'm moving forward then I ain't looking back
Niggax mad cuz I get the bag
They start ask'n questions but I'm not on vlad
Niggaz mad cuz I get the bag
I'm a motherfucka but I'm not your dad

They be like
How you get that lit
How you get that cool
What
How you get that nice
I'm not on vlad
Eii
How you get that lit
How you get that cool
What
How you get that nice
I'm not on vlad



Credits
Writer(s): Nana Boateng
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