letra de vlone - la fenddi & sebca$hin
every time i go to sleep, i keep that mac on me
i seen your friend get shot you a b-tch, you ain’t even act on it
pull up, p-ssy
you ain’t ’bout sh-t for real, oh yeah
i got money, yeah
i pull up with all hundreds yeah, for real
premium leather seats
switch my b-tch up once a week
motherf-ckers really can’t stand the heat
b-tch, i’m balling out like miami heat
let it be f-cking known
you be f-cking with my old b-tch
but to each is they own
i got rid of all my off white
now i rock all vlone
all vlone
she calling all my phones
ignoring all them hoes
in the cut like neosporin
i just asked to hit the soarin
got a girl named lauren, oh yeah
bad b-tch, and she boring
and you know i’m ’bout to floor it
and i’m shopping at the store and oh yeah
and you know that she a taurus
and you know i can afford it
and she sitting there looking gorgeous, oh yeah
sitting there looking gorgeous
don’t mess up my floors b-tch
she got a big forehead
it don’t matter when she give me head
it just be r-t-rded
my weed smell like it farted
kicking sh-t with banco
i swear we got a whole army
debo, he the sergeant
getting the bag regardless
brand new air force one’s
b-tch, don’t mess up my new carpet
drinking coke and rum
in my brand new little apartment
pull up in a rolls and this b-tch look like a starship
every time i go to sleep, i keep that mac on me
i seen your friend get shot you a b-tch, you ain’t even act on it
pull up, p-ssy
you ain’t ’bout sh-t for real, oh yeah
i got money, yeah
i pull up with all hundreds yeah, for real
premium leather seats
switch my b-tch up once a week
motherf-ckers really can’t stand the heat
b-tch, i’m balling out like miami heat
let it be f-cking known
you be f-cking with my old b-tch
but to each is they own
i got rid of all my off white
now i rock all vlone
authentic vlone
she calling my phone
she call and we gone
i’m out on the road
i’m out on a boat
i’m out on a yacht
i just got some hoes
they down at the spot
i can’t wife a hoe
i can’t wife a thot
blessings through my soul
i been through a lot
every time i go to sleep, i keep that mac on me
i seen your friend get shot you a b-tch, you ain’t even act on it
pull up, p-ssy
you ain’t ’bout sh-t for real, oh yeah
i got money, yeah
i pull up with all hundreds yeah, for real
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