VIETNAM

New flow, gutter flow, fill my Styrofoam
In the back lil bag of drugs, they know what time we on
One too many bitches, we got designer hoes
Designer sluts take designer drugs
One too many X's might just overdose
I get idolised by these groupie hoes
I ain't waste no time with no stupid hoe
With the baddest bitch, smoking best dope

We off them X and O's, we smoking Texaco
Stay with my migo like we in Lil Mexico
Create whole currency just off a telephone
This shit come sealed we smoking the best dope

You weren't around
Left me all alone
You was a problem
You was a problem

Turn the speakers up, bout to set it off
Black Balenci gloves, I just let if off
Wake up, play the net
Fucking bitches, I can tell they soft
Throw this cash in the air
Like I just sold a brick of Fentanyl
I'm with the plug he came from Vietnam
I'm supplying drugs, watching out for narcs
Your supposed to be my drug and keep my calm
Instead I look for love inside a xanny bar

She falling in love when she see the Diamonds on my arm
All this Opium you'd think we came from Vietnam
Bitch gon' try and cross you when give her what she want
Could no hoe ever cross me, got these bitches in my palm
Turn the speakers up we bout to set it off
Leather Zone6ix gloves, I'm bout to let if off
Talking Guapanese, Vietnamese, my plug he came from Vietnam
If the police pull me over this be personal stuff
I cant trust no bitches, show no personal love
Think the home be dealers because we came with all the drugs
Bout to throw this cash in the air, GRP HOME we bout to set it off

New flow, gutter flow, fill my Styrofoam
In the back lil bag of drugs, they know what time we on
One too many bitches, we got designer hoes
Designer sluts take designer drugs



Credits
Writer(s): Zain Butt
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