Thrills
Vespa Lit
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Yeah Straight file line no eh .. Uh ew uh Straight file line no drill ooh yeah Lord knows I love my thrills Lord knows I love my chicks Step on my kicks I kill Diamond they hitting a lick Vespa he on spill yeah Straight file line no drill (Drill) Play with the fire in the field (Field) Play with the sticks in the cut Play with a dime but no deal I don't pay for nuts, bitch I only pay for bills Badass bitch she slut, yeah you know I copped a feel Im like Tyson bitch, and all these kids like Holyfield Lord knows I love my bills Lord knows I love my money All you niggas super slimey, like your nose was runny And I got that new Chanel yeah F*ck this check up by myself yeah, yeah Get to the guap and I run it Spin in the lot and I gun it F*ck on a thot and I punt it Making that money with the mob (Ooh) Mobbing while makin these hunnits Im a playboy bitch no bunny ooh, yeah, yeah These Bitches not fucking not coming Ooh this 'choppa you know that I dump it Yeah one spit get hit Yeah we hit like lick on lick This not red on red But I put that bitch on 'Benz Don’t stop red lights shawty 'whatchu think this is ? I got that head high shawty sativa some shit And I pulled up with two thotties the bitches was twins And they riding Kawasaki, Ducati the dick And she 'wanna stay over late but I got out of it Ooh yeah Lord knows I love my thrills Lord knows I love my chicks Step on my kicks I kill Diamond they hitting a lick Vespa he on spill yeah Straight file line no drill Play with the fire in the field Play with the sticks in the cut Play with a dime but no deal I don't pay for nuts, bitch I only pay for bills Badass bitch she slut, yeah you know I copped a feel Im like Tyson bitch, and all these kids like Holyfield Yeah I put him in the dirt like I wrote his will Yeah I cruise like Captain Kirk bitch you know we sail Yeah I got this big 'ole Birk and it's not for sale Yeah you biting all my swag but it's not for sale Yeah look at me I surf (Surf) Came up from the dirt (Dirt) I got green like turf (Yeah) Came up from the mud (Mud) But I'm not from Earth (Nope) All my kids I burp (Yeah, yeah) Diamonds on me surf (Yeah, yeah) Yeah they surf (Yeah, yeah) Put you on a cross like I take you down the church (Yeah) All you niggas super slime I can see you lurk I can't even ask no questions 'cuz I shoot first (Yeah yeah) Pop first (Yeah yeah) Shoot first (Shoot first) Diamond, Birk (Diamond, Birk) Look at the Birk (Look at 'da Birk) Look at the Birk (Look at 'da Birk) And I don't pop no perk (No)
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