V.S. lyrics

[Intro: TheCoolisMac]
Clutch! (very clutch)
Yeah man, (yeah!)
Got a hundred
Jack Daniel sitting in my hand I know you hear it
(born rich in this motherf*cker man)
A-town, Im just showing you real life, (1317)
Everybody got to play their turn, (aye put that on the check my n*gga, Lets get it!)

[Verse 1: TheCoolisMac]
She think she so special, (you think you special don't you?)
You ain't even on my schedule, baby girl I'll flex you
(girl I'll flex you up and down)
If I'm rocking diamonds they very special, (okay! V.S.!)
I go retarded, yeah girl I'm special, (okay!)
This [?] be oh so special
You prolly can't get it unless you got that petrol, (okay! you got to have it!)
That's that bling, baby girl that's special, (that bling, yeah that check!)
Girl I might f*ck you with, okay (okay, make that sh*t up when that pus*y for you n*gga, Mac)
Damn, I'm so clean! (damn, I'm so clean!)
I'm so special, yeah that flow so mean, (put that on the check, n*gga, number 9)
It's WDNG Crshers, me and Quentin Miller, (me and Q.M., let's get it!)
It's Jack Daniel, so you know I'm lit up
(Jack Daniel, okay you know that!)
Like Christmas trees in July we fly, (okay we super clean, lets get it!)
I'm so special, baby I'm that guy (yeah, you never seen something like this before)
I don't pay to get off in the club, (we don't pay, V.I.P)
Throw the dub at the bartender, (okay, bring me whatever)
She bring me drinks
Yeah she pour me shots, (you know what I'm talking about, Jack Daniel, or that Jameson)
Very special Jack on the shelf, (okay, very special!)
It's pimpin' girl, what else? (what else? ain't nothing else)
WDNG Crshers it ain't nothing else (I said that... let's get it)
Jack Daniel, oh my god, I had to pour up one, (omg I had to pour up)
Smoking gas I had to roll up one, (oh my god, I had to roll up)
Very special weed in the swisher, (very special kush)
Baby girl, you f*cking with a planned n*gga
(Im so speciaaaaal oh my god)
[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, yeah
I put that on my daughter, (okay, Madi what's happening?)
Codeine in my Arnold Palmer, (okay, that's creative)
And I got that sh*t from Chick-Fil-A, (Chick-Fil-A, the best!)
The hardest n*gga rapping for the A, (okay, let's get it! turn up!)
My shirt say "The 96' Olympics" (okay, prime time)
Young Quentin Miller, keep it pimpin', (okay..)
TheCoolisMac, we both rep Decatur, (okay, Decatur!)
Middle fingers up to the haters
1317, my religion, (okay! my fioso)
All I believe is keeping it pimpin', (hey keeping it player!)
And I'm leaning off the codeine, (you know that, that's a fact, let's get it)
And that gas what I'm smoking, (STILL smoking gas)
Sammy the Great White will swim up on you, (my young n*gga, f*ck wrong with your ass?)
Hold on, wait one second (born rich up in the motherf*cker)
Sammy the Great White will swim up on you
Supreme came from California, oh my god I'm putting on you, (OMG)
Oh my god I'm putting on you
Wait a second, Quentin Miller I stay repping, (damn!)
Yeah, Nike, I possess my favorite weapon (oh sh*t bruh, let's get it!)
Nike bandana's, oh my god I'm repping

[Outro: TheCoolisMac]
We repping the squad, better, better
My sh*t gets better, better
Schedule, schedule
You think you special, b*tch I'll flex you
Serve your ass like Rodger Federer
Oh my god, 1317 in this b*tch
Nick Miles on the motherf*ckin' track man
WDNG Crshers in this motherf*cker man
[?] Jam, man I dont f*ck with any of these n*ggas dog
I feel like I need to be on this track, you feel me?
Let's get it man, aye, ain't no competition man
Aye, come get with this pimpin' man, yeah
Born rich in this motherf*cker n*gga
Let's get it!