Neo
Woah, Woah
Yeah, put on my frames I feel like I'm Neo
Vlone runtz inside my pre-roll
Glock with a beam it's green Cee-lo
I was outside making plays out a Vito
Headshot, now he look like he got chemo
Playing these hoes like a game, BMO
I'm on a killstreak I might call a VTOL (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, Woah
Yeah, put on my frames I feel like I'm Neo
Vlone runtz inside my pre-roll
Glock with a beam it's green Cee-lo
I was outside making plays out a Vito
Headshot, now he look like he got chemo
Playing these hoes like a game, BMO
I'm on a killstreak I might call a VTOL (Yeah, yeah)
You ain't my slime, you ain't my bro
Nigga you ain't my amigo
Your new nigga bitting my swag we all understand that he isn't me though
This shit too easy, like a free-throw
Got a good girl, turned her into a freak hoe
Almost fell in love when she gave me that deepthroat
I'm touching bands but I know that I need more
Play with the gang end up missing like Nemo
He crying over a bitch like he Ne-yo
Uh, went to New York just to spend me some bands
I might go to L.A just to get me a tan
I pop me a perc to prepare for the jam
I don't fuck with pig, but I always go ham
The shit I be sipping on color of jam
(Damn)
Yeah, put on my frames I feel like I'm Neo
Vlone runtz inside my pre-roll
Glock with a beam it's green Cee-lo
I was outside making plays out a Vito
Headshot, now he look like he got chemo
Playing these hoes like a game, BMO
I'm on a killstreak I might call a VTOL (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, Woah
Yeah, put on my frames I feel like I'm Neo
Vlone runtz inside my pre-roll
Glock with a beam it's green Cee-lo
I was outside making plays out a Vito
Headshot, now he look like he got chemo
Playing these hoes like a game, BMO
I'm on a killstreak I might call a VTOL (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, Woah
Yeah, put on my frames I feel like I'm Neo
Vlone runtz inside my pre-roll
Glock with a beam it's green Cee-lo
I was outside making plays out a Vito
Headshot, now he look like he got chemo
Playing these hoes like a game, BMO
I'm on a killstreak I might call a VTOL (Yeah, yeah)
You ain't my slime, you ain't my bro
Nigga you ain't my amigo
Your new nigga bitting my swag we all understand that he isn't me though
This shit too easy, like a free-throw
Got a good girl, turned her into a freak hoe
Almost fell in love when she gave me that deepthroat
I'm touching bands but I know that I need more
Play with the gang end up missing like Nemo
He crying over a bitch like he Ne-yo
Uh, went to New York just to spend me some bands
I might go to L.A just to get me a tan
I pop me a perc to prepare for the jam
I don't fuck with pig, but I always go ham
The shit I be sipping on color of jam
(Damn)
Yeah, put on my frames I feel like I'm Neo
Vlone runtz inside my pre-roll
Glock with a beam it's green Cee-lo
I was outside making plays out a Vito
Headshot, now he look like he got chemo
Playing these hoes like a game, BMO
I'm on a killstreak I might call a VTOL (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, Woah
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Writer(s): Rodney Williams
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