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virtueall – vamp lyrics

[intro, daze, dizzy, virtueall]
suck my d+ck n+gga
big rh, big 4x n+gga
grah grah boom n+gga
dont run!
(we love you dizzy)
eh, why they keep+

[verse, virtueall]
why they claimin’ ##vamp, but they hate seein’ blood?
n+gga ran up and i almost went+ (pop, pop)
n+ggas see the fent and they like “oh, what?”
i beat his ass and i’m like “so what?” (eugh)
ain’t fight fair it was like 3 on 1
i brought a gun imma k!ll a n+gga son
hopped his ass and went on the run
out wit’ izzy we took a bus (shh)
out wit’ the ghouls, we’ll k!ll ya’ ass too
blood red sky i’m doin’ voodoo
suck a n+gga blood but you already knew
played with his life, a failed playthrough (womp womp womp) (eugh)
roll up a blunt smoke who i want to (what)
left leg pack and i’m smokin’ on+
(left leg pack and im smokin’ on g+)

[verse 2, virtueall]
n+gga pass me the+ (huh, what)
pass a tool and im huntin’ for blood
scream ycl and they all gonna run (ahhh!)
light on his head now he is a blunt
it ain’t a light it’s a f+ckin’ green dot (fhduh!)
[verse 1, daze]
walk through they hood and i’m droppin’ gt
n+ggas ain’t smokin’ on sheep
catchin’ them kids who be smokin’ on g’s
(go get back)

[verse 3, virtueall]
(huh) i’m not catchin’ a case i’m gonna escapе
way too smart, skii’d up broad day (hah!)
what they gotta say? what they gonna hate? (darе you)
draco got a squeeze, it’s a f+ckin’ lemon spray (ah+fhduh!)

[verse 2, daze]
they be like “daze, why you lack in the streets?”
(huh) i don’t be lackin’ i’m shootin’ at g’s
dumb lil n+gga brad, oh yeah, he lack in the streets
dumb lil n+gga ejoe, he got shot and he froze (ejoe)
dumb lil n+gga j6ydan, he 14 and broke
smokin’ my deads, like you gotta go (huh)
f+ck your father that n+gga a b+tch, n+gga gon’ suck my d+ck
(gtk n+gga suck my d+ck)

[verse 1, dizzy]
riding around in the back of the jeep
buy her a bag that sh+t say “lv”
smoking on n+ggas im smoking on creeps
taking a l!ck that sh+t is for keeps
shot in the leg
run away while he leaps
taking a foul im taking the frees
this a piano this not für elise
step on the j’s get mad when they crease
[verse 3, daze]
feel like a vamp when i’m bitin’ on her neck
p+ssy is red so you know imma’ trip
try to line me and you gonna’ get tripped
huh, huh, huh, huh
that p+ssy was red so you know i had to slip
huh, that p+ssy was red so you know i had to slip
sssss, i had a slip

[outro, daze]
dazing..
dazing..
daze!

- virtueall lyrics

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