283 - vma lyrics
d+mn more nasty
d+mn i move pass it
s.i. no these diamonds dance
when i tap dont take no chance
one up top thats doa
i got too many racks no boa
i got 2 twin glocks thats dna
selling too many grams thats vmas n++++
xrr .. dont stress that, i get the pack & i stretch that
aim for head we dont care where the vest at
switch on the glock we shoot where the rest at
aye , go stupid
run up on me dont do it
thats how you get bamboozled
thats how you meet my shooter
choppa on the frontline im on the back slidin
bad lil b++++ steady eatin them back shots
xelly i been masked up vac shot
drop a lil 10k give her a++ shots
drop a lil 10k ill get his head rocked
xrrtified, young money makin the bed rock
that n++++ tellin his mouth full of red hots
whole lotta glocks , switches & red dots
aye , get st+rdy
aye, keep burnin
aye, keep twerkin
aye, keep workin
work (8x)
im on they a++ so i fill up a drake
xrrtified money we get to the cake
my youngin dont flinch when gettin his bank
dig what im sayin dont get in his way
see them w/ glocks, pullin up w/ hk
bae wanna shirt boy im cool w/ a half stack
im more p im coolin w/ ray ray
i make it rain im makjn the day great
whats that?! more cash
bout my money like trick ill crash
red beam, n++++ seen his whole life flash
dont care if its green n++++ dont walk pass
lets ride!
my young n++++ say he dont care if he blind
still look like a l!ck to me
them young n+++++ fried
trappin all day he strap down w/ that iron
ain’t talkin lgbt
d+mn, dont stress that
lets hit em again on the get back
we got profiles if you hit they gone hit back
this for them i’ll turn yo 5s into 10s yaa
ain’t sympathizin w/ s+++ if i said it i meant that
heard he a big rat
we got them glocks & the switches we makin em zig zag!
hit his b+tch once now he can’t get his b+tch back
oh, now he big mad
556 give that lil boy a 6 pack
put a price on his head he walk round wit a rich hat
hit my young boy he spin his block to go get that
oh that tragic
got a throw away that muf+cka plastic
got a boa gimme the plastic
bet i could make that sh+t flip like gymnastics
them n+ggas some lames they really some goofies
she giving me brain while i play wit her coochie
she say she in love with my dreads i remind her of tunechi
old ass n+gga always hatin like eustis
wipe that boy nose like he filled up with mucus
bust down a check now i’m f+cking up houston’s
bankroll fresh i show you how to
do it (x4)
show you how to do it
do it (x3)
bankroll fresh i’ll show you how to do it
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