RealVamp

With my bro, I got a track-hawk Jeep on the road
I was just down bad all on my own
I spoke to God and he said we gon make it
I just got off the phone I was talking to Satan
I'm with my mans and we bout to land
I'm bout to talk my
Yeah I ju- I just fucked that hoe
I'm a real Vamp, we taking it slow
Sipping on Wok and i'm in a boat
I'm at her crib and she giving me throat
Just look at the racks we making the most
I think it's about time that I sell my soul (sell my soul)
And I just be sipping on ack with the birds
I just spoke to Tayy we ain't talk in forever, We was in school wreaking havoc together
When I left that hoe it was 4 the betta (yeah)
Double R couple yeah the seats made of leather
Look at my chain it's cold like the weather (yeah)
I was in LA I'm thinking about whether I pop my shit
I said "fuck these hoes" (yeah)
I'm finna slide to the crib with my bro
Look at my diamonds they covered in snow
I keep a pole wherever I go
I got a track-hawk Jeep on the road
I was just down bad all on my own
I spoke to God and he said we gon make it
I just got off the phone I was talking to Satan (I was talking to Satan)
I'm with my mans and we boutta land
I'm bout to talk my shit for the gang
l'm bout to talk my shit sipping pints
We on a whole 'nother level tonight
I pull out the drac' ian gon fight
Sipping on ack got me feeling right (got me feeling right)

Yeah I just fucked that hoe
I'm a real Vamp, we taking it slow
Sipping on Wok and i'm in a boat
I'm at her crib and she giving me throat
Just look at the racks we making the most
I think it's about time that I sell my soul
And I just be sipping on ack with the birds



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Writer(s): Samuel Sky
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