Vette Motors

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Hit that light for me, let me roll this leaf
 (Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)
 (OG Parker)
 (Oh Lord, jetson made another one)
 Uh, hmm, let's do it, huh
 Bitch, I'm toxic, kickin' your shit, you better watch it, whoa, whoa
 Just unzipped my pants, cash stuffed down all in my pockets (pockets)
 Put her in Hermès, now I got all these niggas jockin'
 My weight up and now I got the power
 Tell 'em, "Lil' slime gon' spray on cowards"
 Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
 Starin' too hard, won't be my main
 Drippin' sauce, won't give me brain
 Paint that Maybach, pure cocaine
 Fuck goin' on? They wan' do somethin', hold on, grr, grr
 Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
 Prince inside my hood, yeah, "Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
 I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (Unheard of)
 One eighty-seven, just spent me a seven
 Need Christian V steppin', they know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
 Bad like her friend, huh, I see why that's her twin (her twin)
 Four hoes at the Drury Inn, I got 'em in rotation (got 'em)
 Once they leave, look like they soul taken
 I got 'em, like, "Oh, baby" (oh, baby)
 Chopper for chopper go dollar for dollar
 I'm takin' the problems away from my mama
 I turned up my sister, show love to my brother
 I be liking all my stylists
 Hold on, haircut fresh by stylist
 Hold on, new coupe, ain't no mileage (Huh?)
 Bitch, I'm toxic, kickin' your shit, you better watch it
 Crash out, turn up
 Bought that bitch that rock and told her, "It better not get shown once, ho" (better not)
 Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (buh, buh, buh, buh)
 Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (buh, buh, buh, buh)
 Cross his chest, I spray that Drac'
 Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
 New machine (skrrt), count it up, nigga, yeah
 Fuckin' with mathematics
 20 million on 30, not far from Cali'
 Put her in Prada, I'm up in Valley
 Let's do it, tote gun smoke, blow static, uh (brrt)
 Fuck up the mattress, then fill up another one
 Fuck on her, that Patek, I bought her another one
 Kick my shit, I'm in this bitch, we're lit by three hoes (lit by, lit by)
 Whip that Maybach in the street, cash out on three, let's go
 Hypnotizin' yo' ho, we be turnin' her out
 Do that dude sh-? I ain't runnin' my mouth
 Which one you workin'? I'm clockin' it out
 Startin' the Rolls from inside of the house
 Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
 Prince inside my hood, yeah, "Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
 I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (unheard of)
 One eighty-seven, just spent me a seven
 Need Christian V steppin', they know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
 She in with shottas, we pourin' up lines from out of the bottle (from out of the bottle)
 My beanie Amiri, Giuseppe, I'm steppin', I locked in my stylist, I pay it (I pay it)
 Treat my bitch like all new whips, that's upgrade models (upgrade models)
 My bitch walk 'round with one milli', I say, "Yeah, yeah" (bitch, yeah)
 Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (fill up, buh, buh, buh)
 Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (brr, bop, bop, buh)
 Cross his chest, I spray that Drac'
 Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
 My weight up and now I got the power
 Tell 'em, lil' slime, "Gon' spray on cowards"
 Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
 Starin' too hard, won't be my main
 Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
 Paint that Maybach, pure cocaine
 Fuck goin' on? They wan' do somethin', hold on, grr, grr, grr
 

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Duration
02:53
Key
10
Tempo
155 BPM

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