Yeah, i'm Vlone i'm drippin' huh Yo, bitch, yeah, she feenin' for this dick, she screamin' huh
Tell the bitch I don't need her
I don't really fuck with divas
Like she still wear Adidas
Who the fuck still wear Adidas.
Big ass grip, on my arm
Yeah i shoot it. Back him up, blow him down.
Shoot him incase he run around.
Shit look easy, but it ain't that easy believe me.
Fuck your bitch, she need me
Why she think she fuckin' need me
She a freaky deaky, lil' freaky diva Lil' freaky hoe, she a freaky diva
She think I'm a hurt her, cash part like serpent huh.
She want a birken, but I tell her to wait for it
She want her love felt too
So, baby, let's work on it So, baby, let's work on it
Hell yeah, we can work on it So, baby, let's work on it
Nascar imma crash this bitch Hell yeah, I'm goin' fast
Like, really, really fast I hope that I don't crash
I hope that car don't spaz I hope that I don't fall out
Hope that I don't pass I hope I don't die
But I might die, its alright
I was born to die,
Yeah, i'm Vlone i'm drippin' huh Yo, bitch, yeah, she feenin' for this dick, she screamin' huh
Tell the bitch I don't need her
I don't really fuck with divas
Like she still wear Adidas
Who the fuck still wear Adidas.
Like, not me, the fuck do you mean? Yeah, I'm still chasing green
Double cup full of lean. Like, who? not me.
The fuck do you mean?
Yeah, the Glock got a beam And it's aiming at your team
You don't even got a team, the fuck do I mean
And you a lame-o, Big L, lame-o, yeah
You don't got a team, the fuck do I mean
Your girl call me mean, so I guess I'm mean
Uzi Vert shoulder lean, yeah, I hit my lean
Molly in my lean, there's perkies in my lean
Yeah, there's perkies in my lean,
I'm about to green out. I don't want to green out but i got to green out
Huh, Yeah, i'm Vlone i'm drippin' huh Yo, bitch, yeah, she feenin' for this dick, she screamin' huh
Tell the bitch I don't need her
I don't really fuck with divas
Like she still wear Adidas
Who the fuck still wear Adidas.