Vlone
Yung Deci
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You know that I am sauced up, I be dripped from head to toe She wanna come over, fucked her and left her on hold Trynna f*ck me up, that is not the way to go Driving really fast, watch how I be moving slow I got a Philippe, iced out, hella cold She just texted me; “where you at, where do I go?” I said; Why is you still texting, please leave me alone Driving down the interstate, geekin’ in Vlo-o-one I don’t even kno-o-ow I’ve been goin’ crazy on my ooown I’m up so the be blowing up my phooone They see the bust down Patek goin ro-ro-ro-ro-rough All these motherfuckers saying they dont really f*ck with me But you know that your girlfriend is secretly in love with me I am not trynna be cocky, thats just really how I be I guess thats why they hatin’ cuz yo girl got me on her screen What the f*ck do u mean, what is up now I don’t really understand, could you calm down I really thought I had that shit on lockdown Neck be freezin’, and a regular bust down You know that I am sauced up, I be dripped from head to toe She wanna come over, fucked her and left her on hold Trynna f*ck me up, that is not the way to go Driving really fast, watch how I be moving slow I got a Philippe, iced out, hella cold She just texted me; “where you at, where do I go?” I said; Why is you still texting, please leave me alone Driving down the interstate, geekin’ in Vlo-o-one I don’t even kno-o-ow I’ve been goin’ crazy on my ooown I’m up so the be blowing up my phooone They see the bust down Patek goin ro-ro-ro-ro-rough All you bitches stupid, I know that y’all be tweakin’ Pull up in a Hoodie like it is the fucking season Doin’ something that they can’t, so they gettin’ heated Don’t send me a shitty verse, it gon’ be deleted Ballin way to much, I should be the poster for NBA I just copped a Roley, but I’m feeling like a new Piquet All these hoes I’m clapping, got me feeling like a heavyweight Shawty wanna f*ck, you know that I be right on my way You know that I am sauced up, I be dripped from head to toe She wanna come over, fucked her and left her on hold Trynna f*ck me up, that is not the way to go Driving really fast, watch how I be moving slow I got a Philippe, iced out, hella cold She just texted me; “where you at, where do I go?” I said; Why is you still texting, please leave me alone Driving down the interstate, geekin’ in Vlo-o-one I don’t even kno-o-ow I’ve been goin’ crazy on my ooown I’m up so the be blowing up my phooone They see the bust down Patek goin ro-ro-ro-ro-rough
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