Vip

12 in the morning, we just left the streets
Finna hit up sco we he the club we VIP
Walk straight through the back don't need to see id
We bout like seven deep you know I got Greazy with me

I'd done bought three miles I done forgot the sheets
I been bum cheesy all day I done forget to eat
It's like four in the morning we go back on 18
Swerving, and we speeding

It got tents so you can't see in it
The perks beating a nigga ass
She irritating as fuck bitch asking more questions then vlad
I'm sliding through the toll I-95 no easy pass

She sucking my soul the whole time I been of crashed
Get mo money I really posted up in dope runners
I been selling dope selling coke got half's for 400
My name all over the state now I told you so mama

If you ain't family or a switch
Trying to score some coke from me
Fuck em he trying to spend no money
Bro just got a spot up to the top and that bitch jumping

Why all these other niggas out here bragging
They never did that
Most my plays they talk in code
They gone ask me where the kids at

I'll turn your place to the trap
Neighbors ask me why you did that?
I fuck that bitch at the trap
Can't tell her where I lay my head at

Number one rule never show your hand
Gotta stay on business and protect the brand
You see I'm saying

Where the fuck my keys at
She hiding them I fucked her so good can't leave yet
Nigga ass thought I forgot he owe me cheese where he at
Pull-up on his ass an rub my hands be like I need that

Huh, run my money nigga
I was down bottom
With lil dada nem serving dummy nigga
And we run the west that won't sumpter st

That was slumpter nigga an you ain't want to wreck
You was in the rec that's on my mama nigga
You remember that shit?
You had ya elite socks an ya lil elite sleeves an shit?

You thought you was Chris Paul
Now you shooting at niggas and shit
That crazy shit nigga
Fuck on some where

Real tycoon shit nigga
Gready gang shit nigga you know who we is
Huh huh huh huh huh huh