VICE CITY FREESTYLE lyrics

by

Eem Triplin


If you speaking on my name then my shooter get the spraying, all these pus*y n*ggas lame tryna’ pull up in my lane, only worry ‘bout the pay i don’t worry ’bout the fame, even if she got some cakes I’ll only f*ck her for the day hold up, all these n*ggas talking too much, i can get a n*gga f*cked up just for two bucks, if you keep talking that sh*t you could get f*cked up, I hit up my n*gga BREEZ for a few sl*ts, bad lil’ b*tch just pulled up she wanna lick the stiffy, sorry baby after that sh*t you can't kiss me, can’t believe these pus*y n*ggas tried to diss me, then he shut up when hе saw the clip had 50, i got shooters by my side and thеy ain’t fighting, don’t get to close cause my diamonds they be biting, i could wife her but she really just a night ting, eyes be hurting cause my diamonds way too blinding, gotta slow it down, gotta bring it down, once I’m adding up the checks i just be losing count, you a f*cking clown, can't come to my town, cause if we don’t know you we might hit a hundred rounds, you ain’t from the block, you might just get popped, if we’re feeling nice we’ll leave you and just take your guap, I’m a f*cking don, you were f*cking wrong, in a couple weeks I swear to god I’ll have you gone, feeling hella nice, she wanna be my wife, but i always tell her she can never spend the night, b*tch i’m with the guys, and your b*tch is high, she keep sitting on my lap she said she love the vibe, vice city freestyle pockets never in a drought, vice city freestyle i don’t worry ‘bout the clout, vice city freestyle put the di*k up in her mouth, vice city freestyle show lil shawty what im ‘bout (2x)
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