VIP
(Txr-Txr-Txr-Txrgett acquired)
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
VI-VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confessions
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
Pull-pull up on your block, it's gettin' lit like it's Parklife (pull up)
Bangers in this archive, we've gotta play our cards right (play it right)
Two, four, seven, no breaks, this ain't half-time (24's)
Heads turn lookin' at this foreign when I pass fine (skrrt, skrrt)
If I see the 'ralis then I'm fuckin' up these car tyres
Racks to riches, I ain't goin' back to hard times (no way)
More money, more power, that's the main aim
I hit him in his mainframe, this money, must maintain (gang)
And we don't play games, 100K on Day-Dates (100K)
They came to trap, but they ain't matchin' on our pay grade (they ain't matchin')
And I can't beef 'em in the station, they talk lame (why you talk?)
Feds hit the front, so at the back's where I vacate (I'm gone)
And throw them C's up (throw 'em up)
And if you seen a hunnid stack, throw your P's up (throw 'em up)
Money comes dirty, but we know how to clean up (Wrist)
Maroc, real T boy, cunch sides, I flung my first box wearin' Fila (Country)
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
If there's food in my whip, I ain't stoppin' for jakes
Been through blood, sweat and tears, you ain't got what it takes
100K on a relo', can't be makin' mistakes (never)
I've been stayin' low-key, but I know where he stays (pussy)
All this chattin' like you know me, you ain't been through the struggle, the hustle
Link the plug, 100K in a duffle, it's peak (cash)
The feds bumped my house, they know that I'm trouble (fuck)
Opps want me dead, so I keep me a couple (cash)
Tryna change my life for the better, it's gettin' hot at night
I ain't talkin' 'bout weather, gold Day-Date, now I need me the dweller
They play my music up in court, can you handle the pressure? (Stress)
Rubber bands on my wrist to keep this money together
I see the hate, they don't want you to win, they fake (fucks sake)
Gave us slices, but niggas tried takin' the cake
Choices weren't great, made mistakes (yes)
Stackin' money up to get my mum a fresh crib (hustle) with a gate
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
VI-VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confessions
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
Pull-pull up on your block, it's gettin' lit like it's Parklife (pull up)
Bangers in this archive, we've gotta play our cards right (play it right)
Two, four, seven, no breaks, this ain't half-time (24's)
Heads turn lookin' at this foreign when I pass fine (skrrt, skrrt)
If I see the 'ralis then I'm fuckin' up these car tyres
Racks to riches, I ain't goin' back to hard times (no way)
More money, more power, that's the main aim
I hit him in his mainframe, this money, must maintain (gang)
And we don't play games, 100K on Day-Dates (100K)
They came to trap, but they ain't matchin' on our pay grade (they ain't matchin')
And I can't beef 'em in the station, they talk lame (why you talk?)
Feds hit the front, so at the back's where I vacate (I'm gone)
And throw them C's up (throw 'em up)
And if you seen a hunnid stack, throw your P's up (throw 'em up)
Money comes dirty, but we know how to clean up (Wrist)
Maroc, real T boy, cunch sides, I flung my first box wearin' Fila (Country)
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
If there's food in my whip, I ain't stoppin' for jakes
Been through blood, sweat and tears, you ain't got what it takes
100K on a relo', can't be makin' mistakes (never)
I've been stayin' low-key, but I know where he stays (pussy)
All this chattin' like you know me, you ain't been through the struggle, the hustle
Link the plug, 100K in a duffle, it's peak (cash)
The feds bumped my house, they know that I'm trouble (fuck)
Opps want me dead, so I keep me a couple (cash)
Tryna change my life for the better, it's gettin' hot at night
I ain't talkin' 'bout weather, gold Day-Date, now I need me the dweller
They play my music up in court, can you handle the pressure? (Stress)
Rubber bands on my wrist to keep this money together
I see the hate, they don't want you to win, they fake (fucks sake)
Gave us slices, but niggas tried takin' the cake
Choices weren't great, made mistakes (yes)
Stackin' money up to get my mum a fresh crib (hustle) with a gate
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
VIP section, we're the crazy collection
Tell my boy he can have one of any complexion
More money, more power, what I tell my reflection
Block boy, I got scars and a lot of confession
Credits
Writer(s): Luke George Lawrence-hunte, Hatim White
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