a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

bamm costello - dirty white vanilla lyrics

[verse 1]
d-mn lil bamm why you keep going hamm?
i don’t really know and i don’t care to give a d-mn
gave my n-gga 4 years locked in a cell
got pain in my heart might can’t tell
dawg switched up, man i thought he was fam
nothing alike man f-ck synonym
want me a donk i don’t care for a lamb
read my mind go say god d-mn

[hook 1]
throwing up 4s, just flipped me 4
sell it for the high cause i got it for the low
when you come to the spot, don’t knock on my door
you a real trap n-gga you should already know

[chorus 1]
high low, high low, high low, high low
high low, high low, high low, high low

[hook 2]
hit my phone i’ll sell it for the 8
i got it for the 4 gotta eat some way
try to break in, hollow tip through yo dome
me & the plug got a bond got a code
you ain’t really outchea, you a inside joke
watch from the stand with a new telescope

[chorus 2]
high low, high low, high low, high low
high low, high low, high low, high low

[hook 3]
all white forces
3 iphones
2 androids
and they all turnt on

[verse 2]
i was bamm montana running in homes
now i’m bamm costello working off phones
if you really know me, then you already know
i’ll lose my mind and get out of control
thats that demon in me
he don’t know how to speak
but he know how to move
cause h-ll in these streets
i was only 14 going hamm on beats
get payed to rap, but that can’t full me
got a big appet-te
man i can’t get right
and i keep having dream that they took my life
keep going lil bamm
i’ll never give a d-mn
got alot of day 1s locked up in a cell
got to do a lot of wrong just to get our life right
might as well smoke pipe
telling in a indict
you was suppose to be trill
but i guess another life
you knew the cost so n-gga pay the price
money making bamm never switched in a jam
stayed pokered up got the feds saying d-mn
no evidence, i ain’t giving up sh-t
momma say if they do, still don’t say sh-t
ima be hood rich
still on that hood sh-t
f-cking on a hood b-tch
and we come a 100 deep
yeah that neighborhood sh-t
yeah i sell good sh-t
cuh sell eww sh-t
tryna stunt for a b-tch
now ya body in a ditch
smelling like cat p-ss
sticky activist you can trap to this
got my own flow n-gga been bag this
throwing hollow tips here n-gga catch this
flipping, whipping & trapping
no crab but i stay snapping
you a whole joke so i stay laughing
i don’t f-ck with school but i stay bagging
i got a jansport for the work to transport
tell the judge f-ck you if i ever go to court
well plugged in, i can get what you snort
stopped playing sports but i’m the baller on the court
funna k!ll em all dead with no life support
n-ggas change up like weather up north
my momma did it all she ain’t need child support
i raised by a hustla, surrounded by k!llas
come to the dark side cause way more trilla
lil n-gga hit my phone say he got that vanilla
told em if a n-gga run up, better squeeze triggers
they’ll take yo life about that dirty white vanilla

- bamm costello lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS