Vicky

Drive that wraith, all the way to the bank
In the end, I'm the only one I'll thank
Like a lake, got that water nothin' fake
Bitch a snake, take her from you saw that cake

Runnin' bags and I ain't even have my first, show
Poppin tags talkin' Gucci with that raf, oh
They gon' ask for some paper without favors, no
That boi up and he stuck we high like baker, woah

Shawty propped up on her toes, on her tippys
Just copped a new zip, smoke like we some hippies
Just took one lil sip, now we see in trippy
Stackin' these blue chips build my castle like I'm Mickey
Got so many flows, to keep up would be tricky
Got so many hoes, they creep up call her Vickey
Only gonna buy it if it's top shelf yuh I'm picky
You might catch me ridin' in my tank, going one fifty

Not goin' on no dates
Got no love I'm straight
Fillin' up my plate
Can't afford my rates

Can't afford to wait
Stackin up this weight
Spending all this cake
Repeat like an eight

Counting up this gwap, Countin up this gwap
Counting up this gwap, Countin up this gwap

Counting up this paper, Countin up this drop
Like alien invader, we gon' take you to the top

Drive that wraith, all the way to the bank
In the end, I'm the only one I'll thank
Like a lake, got that water nothin' fake
Bitch a snake, take her from you saw that cake

Runnin' bags and I ain't even have my first, show
Poppin tags talking Gucci with that raf, oh
They gon' ask for some paper without favors, no
That boi up and he stuck we high like baker, woah

Shawty propped up on her toes, on her tippys
Just copped a new zip, smoke like we some hippies
Just took one lil sip, now we see in trippy
Stackin' these blue chips build my castle like I'm Mickey
Got so many flows, to keep up would be tricky
Got so many hoes, they creep up call her Vickey
Only gonna buy it if it's top shelf yuh I'm picky
You might catch me ridin' in my tank, going one fifty



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Writer(s): Sydney Colaw
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