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Vincent Augustus - about me Lyrics



Vincent Augustus - about me Lyrics
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What's the point of guns and this Texas shit
If you get up in my face, I'ma press this bitch
I'ma treat him like a girl and I'ma ex this bitch
I'll be circling your block till your head starts to spin
He said sorry but I know he ain't sorry
I could hear a mothaf*cka callin' for his mommy
Only been to church when I heard his mom calling
I'm not crying but I'm still balling
He don't wanna play boy, no he ain't Cardi
You ain't with the shit boy, I can hear your heartbeat
Your girl right here in the other car seat
She got my name tatted like a sharpie
You don't know anything about me
Look me in the eye, I'll lie through my teeth
Don't know anything about me
Take all your shit cause my time's not free
What you keeping in the medicine cabinet?
When I'm in the club I'm like a feminine magnet
Put me in the hole like a ketamine addict
Drugs on the low got amphetamine habits
I ain't scared of lil mothaf*cka with the anklet
Everywhere I go I get the mothaf*cka same shit
You think that you Rambo till you ain't Nathan
You can call me dad, I'll put you underneath the blanket
You can call me Van Gogh, put you in a painting
I don't need a Lambo, they just start fainting
If you got coke then I'm partaking
He pull out a bag and I start shaking
I took shrooms now my mind starts breaking
I pull a burner out when I smell bacon
Gotta take drugs when I need a vacation
Quick return fire so this shit's not mistaken
You don't know anything about me
Look me in the eye, I'll lie through my teeth
Don't know anything about me
Take all your shit cause my time's not free
You don't know anything about me
Look me in the eye, I'll lie through my teeth
Don't know anything about me
Take all your shit cause my time's not free
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What's the point of guns and this Texas shit
If you get up in my face, I'ma press this bitch
I'ma treat him like a girl and I'ma ex this bitch
I'll be circling your block till your head starts to spin
He said sorry but I know he ain't sorry
I could hear a mothaf*cka callin' for his mommy
Only been to church when I heard his mom calling
I'm not crying but I'm still balling
He don't wanna play boy, no he ain't Cardi
You ain't with the shit boy, I can hear your heartbeat
Your girl right here in the other car seat
She got my name tatted like a sharpie
You don't know anything about me
Look me in the eye, I'll lie through my teeth
Don't know anything about me
Take all your shit cause my time's not free
What you keeping in the medicine cabinet?
When I'm in the club I'm like a feminine magnet
Put me in the hole like a ketamine addict
Drugs on the low got amphetamine habits
I ain't scared of lil mothaf*cka with the anklet
Everywhere I go I get the mothaf*cka same shit
You think that you Rambo till you ain't Nathan
You can call me dad, I'll put you underneath the blanket
You can call me Van Gogh, put you in a painting
I don't need a Lambo, they just start fainting
If you got coke then I'm partaking
He pull out a bag and I start shaking
I took shrooms now my mind starts breaking
I pull a burner out when I smell bacon
Gotta take drugs when I need a vacation
Quick return fire so this shit's not mistaken
You don't know anything about me
Look me in the eye, I'll lie through my teeth
Don't know anything about me
Take all your shit cause my time's not free
You don't know anything about me
Look me in the eye, I'll lie through my teeth
Don't know anything about me
Take all your shit cause my time's not free
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Writer: Vincent Diaz
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Performed By: Vincent Augustus
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Vincent Diaz

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