JoeJas - V.H.G. Lyrics

When the muffin was a wizard
And never had logic
Grey box tees
Three i's in the pocket
All the homies used to rock it
Always with the slurs
And Chad C
Had the vision on blur
With the vac on my dick
Sweet like nerds
Fall for a bitch
Made a song like a nerd
Never do that again
I learnt from that curb
No slappies
What I doo
With the Homies no Scrappy
When Ko put trucks on a temple
Dipping to the park
Paranoid on the mental
Days when I used to flow wack
And I was on 24 7 prolapse
Watch it collapse
Jack and go splat
Like dropped Jello
Me and El turn 50
When the hype mellow
Feel mad long now
When East co
Was in beast mode
Where the dog sounds
And skating with the homies
Just a jog down
Pre the days that I made heat
Dodging wild pythons
On Ley Street
And bitches getting slumped
Where the face meet
And the fams yard
Was bams yard
Disco niggas at your neck
Like a lanyard
Never really feeling haze
Cai was in his killing days
Sleep going bare face
And bitches getting fingered on the staircase
Jack was on his hating shit
The gutterpunks were paperclips
Rulers of the canteen
F*cking wavy bitch
Dumbness around college
Making major licks
Screaming all you boring niggas
Go suck a dick
With puss and shit
And deep throat it
Till your mother f*cking vocals split
Listening to Goblin
And jacking to an assort
Of nudes
When preme weren't affordable
The only one with it was Ahi
In multitudes
Still the same nigga hold the view
Still the same nigga hold the view
If we ain't the shit
Better check your porcelain
Got my olds on your desk
Nigga f*ck the corporates
And choke on my dick
Where my f*cking sauce is
Award for your bitch
She know what the score is
Llama to my kicks
Cause your shit is boring
F*ck looking sharp as
Ange's jaw is
Or a f*cking door hinge
Watch out for the llama's
That's the farmers warning
Nigga karma drawing
Jizzing on some teenyboopers
Playing porn at a creepy opera
Shit that I do
On the f*cking weekend
And my pubes looking like the hair
On the Weeknd
Nigga f*ck a shave
I ain't got no f*cking facial hair anyway
Not complying like a
Mother f*cking trendy tre
Throw your f*cking jay's
In a trendy wave
And watch you drown for 'em you trendy slave
I'm done with these niggas son I'm done
F*ck that
Versace heely gang
What I say
F*ck these niggas man
What I say
What I say
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It was something like this
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Versace heely gang