vital - twitterpated lyrics
verse 1: twenty two in gucci, she sip t-to’s in her fitbit, know exactly how her heart beat when she turn up on them twit pics/ stuck on ig, all dem likes be that main reason that she get fit/ she work out, too much for wife, no wait! she might be if that sh-t slick/ (uh yeah!) now we snapchat up all night, she show her hatchback, i show stick shift, if she really got some sn-tch back like she claim, then this some quick sh-t/ we ex-plode!! two souls not right, i grab my backpack , den i dip quick/ dis dat crack, fiends need they fix , that thang i back track, this that drip drip/( uh yeah) it bes like dat….. never thought it be like that,(uh) dipping in the sin, can’t n-body win, ain’t n-body friends, girl i be right back, she hit a n-gg- phone, say “baby i’m all alone, my n-gg- never be home , you can be right back, i know i’m in the wrong, but kinda up in a zone , my devil freely can roam, so i flee right back….. sh-t trifling , fake love hit you then it’s stifling, i’m just tryna get some cake with icing, she just wanna last name with the hyphen, beat up on da body up like i’m tyson, so enticing ,vices never righteous see dis frightening crisis made me write dis, (uh) baby dis da verse i put yo life in. (uh yeah!!)
hook: she make me feel good, i can’t fight it
am i in love? or am i blinded? it’s hard to slow, i’m too excited i want your p-ssy, i’m divided
verse2: thirty-three still gucci pinot’ griso for sure, cop ev-rything in stores, her bag by christian dior,/get what she ask for, stamp on p-ssport, every move so ma-ture, drinks on tab, got cam on dashboard peep how dudes give her more,/ sometimes it’s true she gets bored,(uh!!) take a nude, took a few more, )(yeah!!) photos lewd, but i do store, know-da-value-of-that-juice-in-her-couture/ i be tryna get her loose, 1but she grip it like a noose, we don’t ever need excuse when we do score, in my chevy or da booth, lemme try to introduce anything that would seduce, make her douche pour/ ( pour ven aquí,por favor) she put a root lord i cannot stop it, i give her loot just for getting topless, stack it up and bought a coupe, vacay in tropics/ a-gentleman-but-i-reel-em’-in-make-em’-feel-like-i’m-feeling-em-but-i’m-really-just-villain-chillin in search of profit,i got a problem with sinning, could lose my innocence, love a body tone cinnamon, venom in em’ i know it’s toxic, da tightest demin, she winning in em, pretending, they try 2 holla, she spin em’ she finish n-gg-s before they clock in / i play da game , so i been a tenant, i’m rented heart timid, tinted, diminished my tennis n-gg-s sit back and watch this/ dis ain’t no back forth love baby, i stay on topic, we all be caught up in l-st become somebody’s prospect /it’s nothing more than a nut i bust and leave em in process, p-ssy in hospice have you trippin licking on objects , my lil project!!
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