Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, Vlone supreme the bag
Im goin Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, ran that check up it fast ran that check up so fast
Vlone supreme the bag, Im goin vlone supreme the bag
Vlone supreme the bag, 30 get you whacked, You mad cause you really go out sad
Told yo hoe come through the back she really looking like a snack
All my niggas come in black, Got this gas it come wit tax, Stupid pressure ya know that thrax
Sold yo hoe and meet me at the texaco, All my young niggas got that shit she know we goin blow
Keep some eagles round me like im lil mexico
Got a patek on my wrist ya know had to flex on you hoes
Gotta audemar on my wrist i had to flex on you hoes
Pushing the big body benz when i wanna pull up sex on you hoes
She was a lil shawty wit a fatass no I ain't pressing you hoes
And it's still f*ck 12 tryna catch me down but ill never fold
Dripping in sauce, stay in my bag, run up a check so niggas is mad
Gotta get hoes, gotta get xans, I pull up in audis in Iran
We out the country in foreigns, We drop the top inside that benz
Ooh it's a coupe, So i got a friend, She tryna suck me for these bands
Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, Vlone supreme the bag
Im goin Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, ran that check up it fast ran that check up so fast
Vlone supreme the bag, Im goin vlone supreme the bag
Break in through the window when i pull a kick door, made 10 racks in a day we made 6 more
Glock 26 it'll make em do the limbo, keep 2 sticks running through wit akimbo
Duley 1k kicking shit like judo, I done hit every bad bitch that you know
Bitch im thick and my pockets on sumo , 24k on my wrist like bruno
You niggas irrelevant, I run through your house for the presidents
Not feeling too good imma poor me some medicine, they hate that a young nigga up and it's evident
Make Hit after hit and they still goin discredit him, Study the ground of the niggas im better than
Stacking this money keep getting this cheddar in, Stepped in the game and i feel like a veteran
I walk in the building im breaking they neck, i keep me a glock wit a tech
I get up and get to the check stay in my zone so i dont need to flex
I walk in the building im breaking they neck, keep me a glock wit a tech
I get up and get to the check stay in my zone so i dont need to flex
Trabajarie - Vlone Supreme (feat. Baby Lungs, Duley1k & ShaniaOnTheBeat) Lyrics
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Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, Vlone supreme the bag
Im goin Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, ran that check up it fast ran that check up so fast
Vlone supreme the bag, Im goin vlone supreme the bag
Vlone supreme the bag, 30 get you whacked, You mad cause you really go out sad
Told yo hoe come through the back she really looking like a snack
All my niggas come in black, Got this gas it come wit tax, Stupid pressure ya know that thrax
Sold yo hoe and meet me at the texaco, All my young niggas got that shit she know we goin blow
Keep some eagles round me like im lil mexico
Got a patek on my wrist ya know had to flex on you hoes
Gotta audemar on my wrist i had to flex on you hoes
Pushing the big body benz when i wanna pull up sex on you hoes
She was a lil shawty wit a fatass no I ain't pressing you hoes
And it's still f*ck 12 tryna catch me down but ill never fold
Dripping in sauce, stay in my bag, run up a check so niggas is mad
Gotta get hoes, gotta get xans, I pull up in audis in Iran
We out the country in foreigns, We drop the top inside that benz
Ooh it's a coupe, So i got a friend, She tryna suck me for these bands
Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, Vlone supreme the bag
Im goin Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, ran that check up it fast ran that check up so fast
Vlone supreme the bag, Im goin vlone supreme the bag
Break in through the window when i pull a kick door, made 10 racks in a day we made 6 more
Glock 26 it'll make em do the limbo, keep 2 sticks running through wit akimbo
Duley 1k kicking shit like judo, I done hit every bad bitch that you know
Bitch im thick and my pockets on sumo , 24k on my wrist like bruno
You niggas irrelevant, I run through your house for the presidents
Not feeling too good imma poor me some medicine, they hate that a young nigga up and it's evident
Make Hit after hit and they still goin discredit him, Study the ground of the niggas im better than
Stacking this money keep getting this cheddar in, Stepped in the game and i feel like a veteran
I walk in the building im breaking they neck, i keep me a glock wit a tech
I get up and get to the check stay in my zone so i dont need to flex
I walk in the building im breaking they neck, keep me a glock wit a tech
I get up and get to the check stay in my zone so i dont need to flex
250 on my dash, Vlone supreme the bag
Im goin Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, ran that check up it fast ran that check up so fast
Vlone supreme the bag, Im goin vlone supreme the bag
Vlone supreme the bag, 30 get you whacked, You mad cause you really go out sad
Told yo hoe come through the back she really looking like a snack
All my niggas come in black, Got this gas it come wit tax, Stupid pressure ya know that thrax
Sold yo hoe and meet me at the texaco, All my young niggas got that shit she know we goin blow
Keep some eagles round me like im lil mexico
Got a patek on my wrist ya know had to flex on you hoes
Gotta audemar on my wrist i had to flex on you hoes
Pushing the big body benz when i wanna pull up sex on you hoes
She was a lil shawty wit a fatass no I ain't pressing you hoes
And it's still f*ck 12 tryna catch me down but ill never fold
Dripping in sauce, stay in my bag, run up a check so niggas is mad
Gotta get hoes, gotta get xans, I pull up in audis in Iran
We out the country in foreigns, We drop the top inside that benz
Ooh it's a coupe, So i got a friend, She tryna suck me for these bands
Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, Vlone supreme the bag
Im goin Vlone supreme the bag, hop out wit dirty mags, Stick em hit for a bag
250 on my dash, ran that check up it fast ran that check up so fast
Vlone supreme the bag, Im goin vlone supreme the bag
Break in through the window when i pull a kick door, made 10 racks in a day we made 6 more
Glock 26 it'll make em do the limbo, keep 2 sticks running through wit akimbo
Duley 1k kicking shit like judo, I done hit every bad bitch that you know
Bitch im thick and my pockets on sumo , 24k on my wrist like bruno
You niggas irrelevant, I run through your house for the presidents
Not feeling too good imma poor me some medicine, they hate that a young nigga up and it's evident
Make Hit after hit and they still goin discredit him, Study the ground of the niggas im better than
Stacking this money keep getting this cheddar in, Stepped in the game and i feel like a veteran
I walk in the building im breaking they neck, i keep me a glock wit a tech
I get up and get to the check stay in my zone so i dont need to flex
I walk in the building im breaking they neck, keep me a glock wit a tech
I get up and get to the check stay in my zone so i dont need to flex
Writer: Travarie Westberry
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid