Pulp Fiction

Vince G.

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In the kitchen and it's taysty 

Why you never come around when I don't have a dime 
See me doin well now they transform Optimus Prime 
Call her Mia Wallace way that bitch hitting my line 
Play no games like Jack Thompson so I don't got no time

Money on mind 
VV's imma shine 
Dropping hits on hits my shit on repeat like a vine 
This right here exclusive I don't wear no Calvin Klein 
She so good at faking told that bitch to be a mime 
She caught up in fiction like her name was Robert Stein
Pussy sound like pulp I got the juice so she gon ride 
323 coupe my tires peelin like a rind
Heard her man don't like me tell him he can meet my nine 

Money tall like Lannister's your stack short like Tyrion 
Pull up in that space coupe lookin like Valerian 
Buy it by the pound we steady smoking never in a drought
Burn one with a bad lil spanish mama now she wild'n out 

Say she wanna blow my cannon 
Sucked me like a dannon
Out of my hands can't plan this
Real rockstar like Manson 
They see me winnin can't stand it
Can't hear you from the mansion
Covered in green I'm a namek 
I'm not from this planet 
I'm not from this planet

She caught up in fiction like her name was Robert Stein
Pussy sound like pulp I got the juice so she gon ride 
323 coupe my tires peelin like a rind
Heard her man don't like me tell him he can meet my nine
Money on mind 
VV's imma shine 
Dropping hits on hits my shit on repeat like a vine 
This right here exclusive I don't wear no Calvin Klein 
She so good at faking told that bitch to be a mime 

Aye you can miss me
Miss me with that bullshit that you on 
She think that it's chess I ain't a pawn 
Lil bitch I'm a boss yea I'm a don 
Watch me cut her off and then I'm gone 
Mowing competition like a lawn 
Try my dog get hit like my name John
Hit the studio from light to dawn
Kill a beat then send it back to spawn 
I don't check receipts don't need coupons 
Rich boy I make money when I yawn 
Bitch I rep AZ right near Tucson 
Got my future outlined like it's drawn 
Got my future outlined like it's drawn

She caught up in fiction like her name was Robert Stein
Pussy sound like pulp I got the juice so she gon ride 
323 coupe my tires peelin like a rind
Heard her man don't like me tell him he can meet my nine
Money on mind 
VV's imma shine 
Dropping hits on hits my shit on repeat like a vine 
This right here exclusive I don't wear no Calvin Klein 
She so good at faking told that bitch to be a mime

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Written by: Connor Cheeseman

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