No Contest
(This some chill vibes)
(Nah fuck that)
(Soc)
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, Ion know you no comment
This just how I dress, ain't tryinna make it no contest
That body crazy baby lookin like a concept
Let me drive, you can ride you ain't heard?
Taking over rap like a conquest
Know a nigga mad if he find it hard da digest
Ain't worried bout it tho
My niggas all right so ain't no switchin up no right-left
We so lit Ion even know how the fuck it's light left
If time really money don't know how y'all got fuccin time left (tick tick)
Stole a few beats starting off, now i gotta buy the license
Cus shit blowin' up now no Isis
Verses fine-tuned, how the fuck im gonna price this
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, Ion know you no commit
This just how I dress-ain't tryinna make it no contest
Shawty said you're up, like a nigga in Slovakia
Sippin on vodka, like its some wata
Niggas CANTSTANDME, somehow I still prospa
Call me Darth Vada lil bitch im ya fatha
Na fuck that Poseidon, drip like the King of the wata
Outline a nigga fuckin with me no marka
Boudda mark a mark ass nigga off the list keep talkin
Got the white next to the pistol, i'm Key Glockin
That ain't my girl lil nigga thats my wife keep walkin
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, ion know you no comment
This just how I dress, ain't tryinna make it no contest
Girl I knew you back when
When I was in the city n I had a couple friends
You Been with me since then woah
I Flew to my city for the weekend
Parked up the M short term peak season
Shipping my keys to your side of the region
You picked up the whip
Told you to go and get it cleaned we were lit
Couple years passed since then got a grip
On everything you want got a car with a crib
Deed to the house with a fence
I see you getting to it no pretend
10 years later still friends
Ain't no maybe or depends
I'm tryna have you wet in the Benz
Speaker phone telling all ya friends
Yeah, I'm pressure
Tell me where you at I'll send ya
Some A Ticket for a flight and a sprinter
You're more than a snack ya dinner, I'm back
They calling me Adonis but bae matter fact
You knew me as Vega and how we interact
You're screaming my name while I hit from the back-to back
Nice what I like and you match as wife you a sight no cap
Bad and you're smart rather have it like that
Tequila on ice at a nice habitat, somewhere warm on a beach
Pink sand all up on ya feet while we feast
Eating sea bass where they speak what we don't
I'm tryna build up won't leave you alone
Caught up on the gram then we moved to the phone
Spoke for a sec then we cooked up a trip
What next, What's next, views been matching
New York nigga you luv my fashion
Came off the porch to Porsche swapping my keys for an Aston
Flights in winter log cabin, snowboarding while you skiing in aspen
What's next what's next
Im telling not asking
I'm tryna get it lit, no mess
I wanna have wrapping ya legs
All around my neck heavy gasping
Baby you the one, got a body no flaws
Vibe always right energy never forced
See you on the gram hittin legs you evolved
Whats next whats next
Whats next whats next
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, ion know you no comment
This just how I dress, ain't tryinna make it no contest
Where you from throw it up no vomit
You shy i'm
(Nah fuck that)
(Soc)
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, Ion know you no comment
This just how I dress, ain't tryinna make it no contest
That body crazy baby lookin like a concept
Let me drive, you can ride you ain't heard?
Taking over rap like a conquest
Know a nigga mad if he find it hard da digest
Ain't worried bout it tho
My niggas all right so ain't no switchin up no right-left
We so lit Ion even know how the fuck it's light left
If time really money don't know how y'all got fuccin time left (tick tick)
Stole a few beats starting off, now i gotta buy the license
Cus shit blowin' up now no Isis
Verses fine-tuned, how the fuck im gonna price this
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, Ion know you no commit
This just how I dress-ain't tryinna make it no contest
Shawty said you're up, like a nigga in Slovakia
Sippin on vodka, like its some wata
Niggas CANTSTANDME, somehow I still prospa
Call me Darth Vada lil bitch im ya fatha
Na fuck that Poseidon, drip like the King of the wata
Outline a nigga fuckin with me no marka
Boudda mark a mark ass nigga off the list keep talkin
Got the white next to the pistol, i'm Key Glockin
That ain't my girl lil nigga thats my wife keep walkin
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, ion know you no comment
This just how I dress, ain't tryinna make it no contest
Girl I knew you back when
When I was in the city n I had a couple friends
You Been with me since then woah
I Flew to my city for the weekend
Parked up the M short term peak season
Shipping my keys to your side of the region
You picked up the whip
Told you to go and get it cleaned we were lit
Couple years passed since then got a grip
On everything you want got a car with a crib
Deed to the house with a fence
I see you getting to it no pretend
10 years later still friends
Ain't no maybe or depends
I'm tryna have you wet in the Benz
Speaker phone telling all ya friends
Yeah, I'm pressure
Tell me where you at I'll send ya
Some A Ticket for a flight and a sprinter
You're more than a snack ya dinner, I'm back
They calling me Adonis but bae matter fact
You knew me as Vega and how we interact
You're screaming my name while I hit from the back-to back
Nice what I like and you match as wife you a sight no cap
Bad and you're smart rather have it like that
Tequila on ice at a nice habitat, somewhere warm on a beach
Pink sand all up on ya feet while we feast
Eating sea bass where they speak what we don't
I'm tryna build up won't leave you alone
Caught up on the gram then we moved to the phone
Spoke for a sec then we cooked up a trip
What next, What's next, views been matching
New York nigga you luv my fashion
Came off the porch to Porsche swapping my keys for an Aston
Flights in winter log cabin, snowboarding while you skiing in aspen
What's next what's next
Im telling not asking
I'm tryna get it lit, no mess
I wanna have wrapping ya legs
All around my neck heavy gasping
Baby you the one, got a body no flaws
Vibe always right energy never forced
See you on the gram hittin legs you evolved
Whats next whats next
Whats next whats next
Where you from, throw it up, no vomit
You shy, i'm fried, ion know you no comment
This just how I dress, ain't tryinna make it no contest
Where you from throw it up no vomit
You shy i'm
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