Xedgrick - Visions (feat. Kick$tand & YNG Blikky) Lyrics

Big boy doin' big things
Jimmy got shoe in my cash range
I'm just doin' my thing
Spent bout two on my last chain
Audemar blue got bling
Nothin but new in my gas tank
Call up my boo got change
Bought her Lil smoothie strain
Hey
Hey
Imma get a new wrist bling
White socks got cool whip game
Nice chops with soup we straight
Hey
Hey
Got the sauce like Pootie Tang
Don't talk we cruise and hang
Austin Powers it's groovy mane
She gon come to my house
But I ain't even home
She gon open her mouth
She ain't singing no song
Got a hole in her blouse just take it off
I'm in Bouldercrest now we takin off
Yeah
Yeah
I'm tryna keep a good vision
I'm tryna find me a chick
Just to keep at the crib
While I'm treatin' my business
I'm not gon lie but it's real
I got people who with me
They sleep when we busy
Climb to the top of the hill
Ain't Jack ain't no Jill
I got people who listen
I have so much passion for music
Yeah I'm real smart I'm not stupid
We on the come-up and ain't losing
Girls be looking and choosing
Dreams we chasing pursuing
Bank account numbers is booming
We have ambition to do it
We was born to make music
People watch me like a movie
My flow is raw like sushi
A bowling ball I threw it
I'm going so hard in the stu
Never fall in love with no groupie
My love is really congruent
Pockets big head like Stewie
My baby bad and boujie
We done started from the bottom
Now I'm headed up top
I ain't cappin like I got it
I ain't got it right now
Steady snappin in the stu'
Big boy big chops
Really rappin' real good
I ain't none of these opps
Can't rap about nothin
Rap about success
I ain't none of these bums
Get it off my chest
I don't really need a gun
Just to kill my stress
I done came from the slums
I ain't nothing like the rest
Success
Wrote across my chest
Mhmm
Big steps
Maison Margiela
Mhmm
Big checks
Cause we up next
Mhmm
Tears and sweat
Running off my bezel
Mhmm
Ain't no telling where we headed
But we going up
I could never be jealous
For the both of us
From the 772
To the tour bus
Long check, cash goose
All we know is us
Mmm
Peep my drip all the way to my shoes
Whoohoo
Aye
Yuh
Bought a lil bih with a Patek
Diming my shooter no Magic
She tryna do with her dad
I told her music my passion
Yeah
She tryna run it up
Run it up unh-uhh
She say her money up
Money up uhh
Hey
Get wrapped like a honeybun
Honey my raw
Yeah
She told me come in my
Come in the room yuh
She told me come in here
I'm pulling her robe
Aye
She tryna get home while she sober
Latina girl callin' me Papi
If it ain't nice I don't rock it
Imma go buy her Versace
Baby girl ride me like
Baby girl ride Kawasaki
Shawty so thick and I like it
We gon blast off like a rocket
I'm so plugged in like a socket
I know I mix-match but I feel good
Break like a Kit-Kat imma kill
I know I'm big and black but I feel good
I got the tricks in the hat no magician