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vxnte - fuck what you thot lyrics

i can get it wit the writtens, or spit it off the top
gotta talk my sh+t, ion think ill ever stop
born a bread winner, attracted to the guap
and i hit a bop, before i hit a bop
i got b+tches who got b+tches
i got thots who like thots
f+ck what you thot

boy f+ck what you thinking
i get the p+ssy everyday
you jus beggin’ for a pic in her dm
hop on the beat, you know vxnte go crazy
can’t find me better locate your lady, i don’t rock into clubs
might go in if they pay me, this beat is so wavy like please pass the kneeboard
spitting sh+t vicious yo b+tch think its neat so you know im gon score
she a cool wh0re, let the whole gang еxplore, in her guts
use to bе a nice dude now i don’t give a f+ck
im cold no love jus l+st for these sl+ts
lets just go get my nut an then cut
i ain tryna catch up
first place now tell ya man to catch up
intuition in my gut i can’t ignore that feelin
all of this mud in my cup got me snoozing the ceiling is closer than the ground level
think that you movin the weight i jus seen pebbles
ima real stepper, hoes be motivated man i call em go getters
an my brothers go+rillas they bananas bout the skrilla
i’m telling the truth my right hand on the scriptures
rhymes is delicious im dripping right now like i’m perfect for pictures
vonte cole he the sickest, man im too wit it, if its smoke that you want them come get it, or i might deliver jus send me a drop, naw im jus playin got the pin from yo thot
i was at ya spot playin in ya wife box
she was leaking dripping liquid till it hit her white socks
f+ck the whole team she a very nice thot
right now its air force ones but guissepes i’ma cop
racks what im tryna step in
can’t come to yo function
if i can’t bring my weapon
i can get it wit the writtens, or spit it off the top
gotta talk my sh+t, ion think ill ever stop
born a bread winner, attracted to the guap
and i hit a bop, before i hit a bop
i got b+tches who got b+tches
i got thots who like thots
f+ck what you thot

f+ck what you thot you got me on yo mind?
that’s in common wit yo b+tch, i put d+ck in her spine
so when she missing vxnte she all sad face
but she tell you that she feel fine
she gon wait till you sleeping to creep in the dms
tellin vxnte that she tryin to see me
she need me, how ima blow she believe me
can’t love no b+tch its that easy
can’t trust a soul cos they tryna defeat me
stay close to this pole when im booted up geekin
clenching my jaws like im biting my cheeks an i need me a blunt
f+ck what you say cos we take what we want
i hang wit real robbers you just a pill popper
if i said it i meant it, if i spit it i live it, i can get it wit the writtens

- vxnte lyrics

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