Walk Thru
Damn, VG, you made this?
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I'm on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk, woah
I hope her love didn't go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drag like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah
Flow of the motion
Mix the Red Bull with the Henny, the potion
Double shot in, now it feel like I'm floatin'
In LA, the penthouse chillin', I'm cozy, yeah, ayy
She actin' nosy, blasian baddie out the city of Oakland (Yeah)
Took a flight to come and visit the Trojan (Yeah)
Fell in love and now it's power she holdin'
Get on my knees and asked the lord to save me
I hope it kills my demons when I pray
I hope you checkin' on me, am I crazy?
These are the thoughts I'm havin' every day
Numbin' my brain with diamonds and Mercedes
This a temporary mental break
I always thought that love would never phase me
Clearly I'm wrong, I feel this every day
Love all my boys 'cause I wanna be Diddy (Huh)
Fell in love with this motherfuckin' city (Yeah)
LA crazy but this shit is pretty (Yeah)
But be careful, this shit can get gritty (Yeah)
I'm a soldier, I ride with the semi (Huh)
I been screamin' my pain, can you feel me?
Roll it up, I just start to feel dizzy
Bangin' hard on the glass come and get me, yeah yeah
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through (What)
I gotta dip when I'm on too long (Yeah)
She broke my heart but it make cool songs (Yeah)
I caught a flight, I been gone too long (Yeah)
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh (Yeah)
I paid it back to my kinfolk, woah (Yeah)
I hope her love didn't go too slow (Yeah)
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that (Yeah)
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah
Prove the pussy hatin' ass nigga theory wrong
But these niggas still talking though
I count my fetty, diamonds on me pretty
Really what these niggas be talkin' 'bout (Yeah)
Talkin' out your ass, you a night time pussy (Wha)
'Cause we never caught you in the night time girl, hey (Wha)
Hide your rubber band with my night time girl, huh (Wha)
He say he a fan, tryna style my looks (Wha)
Look what it cost bitch
I'm too saucy, I'm too flawless (Yeah)
He so lucky to get all this (Yeah)
Purple dragon is that flaw shit, yeah (Yeah)
Go hit the mall bitch (Wha)
Buy it all 'cause I need all this (Splurge)
Life stay movin', you can't pause it (Splurge)
Live the moment, that's some boss shit
Live the moment, that's some boss shit
I can't work without a cost bitch (Yeah)
On they ass, could lose it all bitch (Yeah)
I'm just hoping I don't fall bitch (Yeah)
God spoke to me, that's a cheat code
Now I'm ballin' out in beast mode
Now I never miss a free throw
Now I never work for free ho, yeah, yeah
Fifteen hundred dollars for a walkthrough
Need that shit all today, yeah (Run it up)
In the strip club throwin' house rent, watchin' it fall away, yeah
Flex when I walk bitch (What)
All real diamonds on me, ain't no false shit (Yeah)
Super plugged in might call up Rick Ross bitch (Yeah)
You was sleepin' on me, you exhausted, yeah, yeah
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through (Wha)
I gotta dip when I'm on too long (Krrow)
She broke my heart but it make cool songs (Yeah)
I caught a flight, I been gone too long (Yeah)
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk, woah
I hope her love didn't go too slow (OK)
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that (Yeah)
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that (Skrrr)
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that (Skrrr)
And she like how I flex with my cash like that (Ok)
Damn, VG, you made this?
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through
I gotta dip when I'm on too long
She broke my heart but it make cool songs
I caught a flight, I been gone too long
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk, woah
I hope her love didn't go too slow
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drag like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah
Flow of the motion
Mix the Red Bull with the Henny, the potion
Double shot in, now it feel like I'm floatin'
In LA, the penthouse chillin', I'm cozy, yeah, ayy
She actin' nosy, blasian baddie out the city of Oakland (Yeah)
Took a flight to come and visit the Trojan (Yeah)
Fell in love and now it's power she holdin'
Get on my knees and asked the lord to save me
I hope it kills my demons when I pray
I hope you checkin' on me, am I crazy?
These are the thoughts I'm havin' every day
Numbin' my brain with diamonds and Mercedes
This a temporary mental break
I always thought that love would never phase me
Clearly I'm wrong, I feel this every day
Love all my boys 'cause I wanna be Diddy (Huh)
Fell in love with this motherfuckin' city (Yeah)
LA crazy but this shit is pretty (Yeah)
But be careful, this shit can get gritty (Yeah)
I'm a soldier, I ride with the semi (Huh)
I been screamin' my pain, can you feel me?
Roll it up, I just start to feel dizzy
Bangin' hard on the glass come and get me, yeah yeah
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through (What)
I gotta dip when I'm on too long (Yeah)
She broke my heart but it make cool songs (Yeah)
I caught a flight, I been gone too long (Yeah)
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh (Yeah)
I paid it back to my kinfolk, woah (Yeah)
I hope her love didn't go too slow (Yeah)
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that (Yeah)
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that
And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah
Prove the pussy hatin' ass nigga theory wrong
But these niggas still talking though
I count my fetty, diamonds on me pretty
Really what these niggas be talkin' 'bout (Yeah)
Talkin' out your ass, you a night time pussy (Wha)
'Cause we never caught you in the night time girl, hey (Wha)
Hide your rubber band with my night time girl, huh (Wha)
He say he a fan, tryna style my looks (Wha)
Look what it cost bitch
I'm too saucy, I'm too flawless (Yeah)
He so lucky to get all this (Yeah)
Purple dragon is that flaw shit, yeah (Yeah)
Go hit the mall bitch (Wha)
Buy it all 'cause I need all this (Splurge)
Life stay movin', you can't pause it (Splurge)
Live the moment, that's some boss shit
Live the moment, that's some boss shit
I can't work without a cost bitch (Yeah)
On they ass, could lose it all bitch (Yeah)
I'm just hoping I don't fall bitch (Yeah)
God spoke to me, that's a cheat code
Now I'm ballin' out in beast mode
Now I never miss a free throw
Now I never work for free ho, yeah, yeah
Fifteen hundred dollars for a walkthrough
Need that shit all today, yeah (Run it up)
In the strip club throwin' house rent, watchin' it fall away, yeah
Flex when I walk bitch (What)
All real diamonds on me, ain't no false shit (Yeah)
Super plugged in might call up Rick Ross bitch (Yeah)
You was sleepin' on me, you exhausted, yeah, yeah
Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through (Wha)
I gotta dip when I'm on too long (Krrow)
She broke my heart but it make cool songs (Yeah)
I caught a flight, I been gone too long (Yeah)
True Religion on me, level up my soul
Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh
I paid it back to my kinfolk, woah
I hope her love didn't go too slow (OK)
Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt
Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat
Like demolition on me, pedal up like that (Yeah)
When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah
Roar when I drive like that
'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that (Skrrr)
Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that (Skrrr)
And she like how I flex with my cash like that (Ok)
Damn, VG, you made this?
Credits
Writer(s): Daijon Davis, Gunnlaugur Orri Sumarlidason
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