Vil why you so heartless
Cuz shorty my heart covered in chrome and i'm fly as shit
Make you think that I was on a drone ya that kite shit
And she know i'm rollin off Patron and i'm buyin shit
She wanna come and see the things I own get one night shit
Out my life you can't call my phone know I got it quick
And I get the bag sit at home and i'm sliding it
To the team got to put them now you crying bitch
Cuz you lost me now my money long and i'm very rich
Pull up with the choppa better run before it leave you split
Niggas sleeping on me man they on some Tempur-Pedic shit
Dropped a thousand dollars because my bitch wanted to eat and shit
Catch me in the kitchen if you really bout that beefing shit
Ferragamo or Versace
She just wanna suck my cock because Im cocky
I just pulled in a Mazi you lookin sloppy
When she see me drop my top she wanted to top me
Yeah yeah
Goddamn
I've been flexing on yo mans
Ha ha goddamn
Come and count up all my bands
Ha ha goddamn
I've been shooting with no cam
Ha ha goddamn
Yeah
Goddamn ima
Ima
Red matin kicking shit in my Doc martens
I've been rockin Rough Start it be on my garments
Vil Picasso paint her face she think i'm a artist
My vv's led they help cover all my darkness
Count it up we get it regardless
Shoudy know i'm going up to fast I need a harness
Come and give me all your brain lets see you the smartest
Vil a coldhearted motherf*cker thats why he's so heartless
Presidential i've been on my rolly shit
Niggas blockin they been on some goalie shit
She just wanna f*ck don't even know the bitch
Car full of wood like a podium
Drip to big I need two lakes
Mixin up the act in my Kool-Aid
Drop a diss on Rickey it's your doom day
Wrist full of water like a new wave
Goddamn
I've been flexing on yo mans
Ha ha goddamn
Come and count up all my bands
Ha ha goddamn
I've been shooting with no cam
Ha ha goddamn
Yeah
Goddamn ima
Ima
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Vil why you so heartless
Cuz shorty my heart covered in chrome and i'm fly as shit
Make you think that I was on a drone ya that kite shit
And she know i'm rollin off Patron and i'm buyin shit
She wanna come and see the things I own get one night shit
Out my life you can't call my phone know I got it quick
And I get the bag sit at home and i'm sliding it
To the team got to put them now you crying bitch
Cuz you lost me now my money long and i'm very rich
Pull up with the choppa better run before it leave you split
Niggas sleeping on me man they on some Tempur-Pedic shit
Dropped a thousand dollars because my bitch wanted to eat and shit
Catch me in the kitchen if you really bout that beefing shit
Ferragamo or Versace
She just wanna suck my cock because Im cocky
I just pulled in a Mazi you lookin sloppy
When she see me drop my top she wanted to top me
Yeah yeah
Goddamn
I've been flexing on yo mans
Ha ha goddamn
Come and count up all my bands
Ha ha goddamn
I've been shooting with no cam
Ha ha goddamn
Yeah
Goddamn ima
Ima
Red matin kicking shit in my Doc martens
I've been rockin Rough Start it be on my garments
Vil Picasso paint her face she think i'm a artist
My vv's led they help cover all my darkness
Count it up we get it regardless
Shoudy know i'm going up to fast I need a harness
Come and give me all your brain lets see you the smartest
Vil a coldhearted motherf*cker thats why he's so heartless
Presidential i've been on my rolly shit
Niggas blockin they been on some goalie shit
She just wanna f*ck don't even know the bitch
Car full of wood like a podium
Drip to big I need two lakes
Mixin up the act in my Kool-Aid
Drop a diss on Rickey it's your doom day
Wrist full of water like a new wave
Goddamn
I've been flexing on yo mans
Ha ha goddamn
Come and count up all my bands
Ha ha goddamn
I've been shooting with no cam
Ha ha goddamn
Yeah
Goddamn ima
Ima
Cuz shorty my heart covered in chrome and i'm fly as shit
Make you think that I was on a drone ya that kite shit
And she know i'm rollin off Patron and i'm buyin shit
She wanna come and see the things I own get one night shit
Out my life you can't call my phone know I got it quick
And I get the bag sit at home and i'm sliding it
To the team got to put them now you crying bitch
Cuz you lost me now my money long and i'm very rich
Pull up with the choppa better run before it leave you split
Niggas sleeping on me man they on some Tempur-Pedic shit
Dropped a thousand dollars because my bitch wanted to eat and shit
Catch me in the kitchen if you really bout that beefing shit
Ferragamo or Versace
She just wanna suck my cock because Im cocky
I just pulled in a Mazi you lookin sloppy
When she see me drop my top she wanted to top me
Yeah yeah
Goddamn
I've been flexing on yo mans
Ha ha goddamn
Come and count up all my bands
Ha ha goddamn
I've been shooting with no cam
Ha ha goddamn
Yeah
Goddamn ima
Ima
Red matin kicking shit in my Doc martens
I've been rockin Rough Start it be on my garments
Vil Picasso paint her face she think i'm a artist
My vv's led they help cover all my darkness
Count it up we get it regardless
Shoudy know i'm going up to fast I need a harness
Come and give me all your brain lets see you the smartest
Vil a coldhearted motherf*cker thats why he's so heartless
Presidential i've been on my rolly shit
Niggas blockin they been on some goalie shit
She just wanna f*ck don't even know the bitch
Car full of wood like a podium
Drip to big I need two lakes
Mixin up the act in my Kool-Aid
Drop a diss on Rickey it's your doom day
Wrist full of water like a new wave
Goddamn
I've been flexing on yo mans
Ha ha goddamn
Come and count up all my bands
Ha ha goddamn
I've been shooting with no cam
Ha ha goddamn
Yeah
Goddamn ima
Ima
Writer: Trevor Brannan
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