vtec
Get yo' lick back
Ridin' round the city in that Vtec
Nigga keep talking down now he, wet
Ain't even mean to shoot him it was a re-
Get yo' lick back
Ridin' round the city in that Vtec
Nigga keep talking down now he, wet
Ain't even mean to shoot him it was a reflex
I'mma need it back in blood my respect
I gotta' bounty on his neck, for real
Nigga must be trippin' if he think I walk without the steel
Bloody Mary, pour it in the cup nigga I don't sip no teal
Real gorillas, we walk with banana clips that can get peeled
Damn, I forgot my line
Nigga act like run shit, bitch you fuckin' lying
Bitch I stand on mine
Them niggas ain't yo gang
They switch for dollar signs
You niggas fuckin' silly
911 coup I said fuck the ceiling
Get out yo' fuckin' feelings
Stop bitchin' bout yo hoe
That thot is not appealing
Bitch I'm the fuckin' realest
Y'all must've forgot how much I'm really drilling
Nigga I don't want to hear it
You got yo lil' chain off of fuckin' clearance
(Broke ass nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout)
Get yo' lick back
Ridin' round the city in that Vtec
Nigga keep talking down now he, wet
Ain't even mean to shoot him it was a reflex
I'mma need it back in blood my respect
And all you niggas are fuckin' fleas
Tryna- tryna get a name off my streams and shit
Fuck all y'all niggas on God
Vanta shit, squad
Ridin' round the city in that Vtec
Nigga keep talking down now he, wet
Ain't even mean to shoot him it was a re-
Get yo' lick back
Ridin' round the city in that Vtec
Nigga keep talking down now he, wet
Ain't even mean to shoot him it was a reflex
I'mma need it back in blood my respect
I gotta' bounty on his neck, for real
Nigga must be trippin' if he think I walk without the steel
Bloody Mary, pour it in the cup nigga I don't sip no teal
Real gorillas, we walk with banana clips that can get peeled
Damn, I forgot my line
Nigga act like run shit, bitch you fuckin' lying
Bitch I stand on mine
Them niggas ain't yo gang
They switch for dollar signs
You niggas fuckin' silly
911 coup I said fuck the ceiling
Get out yo' fuckin' feelings
Stop bitchin' bout yo hoe
That thot is not appealing
Bitch I'm the fuckin' realest
Y'all must've forgot how much I'm really drilling
Nigga I don't want to hear it
You got yo lil' chain off of fuckin' clearance
(Broke ass nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout)
Get yo' lick back
Ridin' round the city in that Vtec
Nigga keep talking down now he, wet
Ain't even mean to shoot him it was a reflex
I'mma need it back in blood my respect
And all you niggas are fuckin' fleas
Tryna- tryna get a name off my streams and shit
Fuck all y'all niggas on God
Vanta shit, squad
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Writer(s): Tenshi Lyons
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