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chris vayle - start up lyrics

[part i]

[verse 1]
sevn drivin’ coupe with the start+up, yeah
i just need a holster, put my cup up in
hit it for a bag, play, i won’t f+ck her again
how the f+ck you done me for the l when i win?
jet to l.a. now i just get bored when i land
lil’ b+tch bougie on the beach, get bored in the sand
taxin’ for these features, ain’t no cheaps in the set
f+ck me like she own me, got me weak to my legs
you don’t use your mind, boy, you losin’ yo’ head
feelin’ like ghost ride’, they see flames when i spit
i just hit full throttle, ain’t ask if shе scared
she whine likе a toddler and cry when she get hit
number (n)ine [?] edition, fiending for that
i don’t got no dreams, when i sleep, i see black
said she love my voice, when i sleep it’s like crack
th+th+30mg bean, off this b+tch i be maxed

[part ii]

[segue]
woo

[verse 2]
she just wet up in my passenger
baby, i don’t do no coke ’cause i think that e classier
i could put you in designer but i’m thinking tactical
drop forty k inside your bank and make it happ’
baby, don’t start somethin’ you can’t finish
i got b+tches takin’ pills while they kissin’
i just blew like ten k but ain’t deplenished
i see dead heads floatin’ when you’s trippin’
[outro]
baby, don’t start somethin’ you can’t finish

- chris vayle lyrics

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