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vin villa - 40 oz lyrics

[verse 1: vin villa]
youngins that’s just tryna function
you know what it is i’ll say it again
the haters be swerving, they say that i’m dead
denying the fact that there’s truth to the kid
cuz i’m rocking the spot
twisted like locks, f-ck boys could p-ss in a pot
playing with glocks, working the clock
so filthy and swerving the cops
came up living by the g code
and i be so, miso
that’s super nice, i’m at the super 8
with a bad b-tch on fleek though
and she do anything for me
yeah i mean she do everything for me
like if i need some, then she gon’ put out
then she gon’ stash this money just for me
and she come back like a rugrat
scheming on a fat -ss and accounts full of green
the homies be smoking and puffing on trees
then he be coughing and sip on some lean
then we be moving and serving the fiends
lurking the block at a slow speed
hitting this l1ck and then sip on some l1cker
then hustle hard ’til we on

[hook: vin villa]
long beach blvd
pull your card
40 oz to the dome
neighborhood superstars
them caddies sitting on chrome
and i bang the illest
and she came to k!ll it
this how the story go

[verse 2: vin villa]
yeah, i’mma one take this
40s on 40s and bodies on bodies
i swear that this life is a bad horror story
little boys dying and mamas that’s crying
but why do we act this way
why are we silenced
what is our history ‘fore we was slaves?
before all my people were slaughtered in graves
what’s the real truth
mothaf-cker what’s the real truth
i sip 100 proof in search of the answer
son of a saggi, son of a cancer
son of a gun but the girls think he’s handsome
cuz i’m fly like that
deuces in the sky when i ride like that
swerving switching lanes when i drive like that
they say it is what it is so what is it?
homie i’m living like a flower bloomed
looking out it’s a full moon
so we’re gonna get ignorant
it’s been a long day in the wrigley’s
the homies came through with an oz
trina kick it, roll up a blee
but he ain’t really one of my homies
so i split up a dutch and continued to roll
he looked in my eyes like he ready to go
so i look at him back
and pulled out a mac
like boy get the fuc out of

[hook: vin villa]
long beach blvd
pull your card
40 oz to the dome
neighborhood superstars
them caddies sitting on chrome
and i bang the illest
and she came to k!ll it
this how the story go

[verse 3: vin villa]
homie let me breathe
i be on my game time mode
she be tryna play me though
everybody going out
and they looking on now
like that boy vinny going all around the globe
tell a youngin what it be like
i’ve been up for three nights
pulling in the cream like i’m never going home
you’re cold like a klondike
i am more piraña like, shark like
every single verse is the equivalent of shark bites
straight to your dome
put this cali kush straight to my dome
call your girl up for some dome
et phone home
we be so grown
just some boys from the beach so blown
i’mma be in my zone
if you need it
bet i know where to get it
and my rivals looking so pathetic
groupies thinking i’m a legend
i just think that i am rapping
for my hometown

- vin villa lyrics

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