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Vetté
by Payko
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(Ya Ya, Ya Ya
I shoot at my demons, Ya Ya
Can't fuck wit dem people
I shoot at my demons, Ya Ya)
I'm geeked out my personal do it myself
I drip like a ATM
My pockets a safe if the block was da money i'll spin it myself
Not a rookie wit dope I be whippin' da vette
Auntie Joe from da D' I can't fuck wit Evette
My dawg in a cage like a pet fuck da vet
Spikes when I step I put links on my collar
Heard dey sippin' on red put my foot on they neck
The almighty dollar
Lace my Giuseppe's and I run up a check
I can't fuck wit no others got rich wit my bruddas
I mix up dese colors you see da success
I'm straight out da hood, take a look in my past you can see the duress
I ride wit ya BM in BM I'm dodgin' the stress, Ya Ya
I ride wit dat stick I put stones in my cross so dey know dat I'm blessed, Ya Ya
Dey know I'm da man and I'm smokin' on Super no "S" on my chest
A motor my wrist when I thumb thru dat check, Ya Ya Ya
I do it the best make her scratch up my neck
I get high off the drank when I'm sippin' on tech and I keep me a tech
Put dem sticks in Durangos we tango da money go Farve like its Brett
I got ties wit da money entanglement, fuck up da money endanger it
I run thru sum digits, they holding my ankle
I po'up da lean on my pancreas
I'm fuckin' accountants and bankers
2 sticks and 2 pistols I'm living too dangerous
Empty da clips on a snap of a finger
Mix purple wit red I get geeked out my anger
Get the fuck out my face I can't talk to these demons
I'm geeked out my personal do it myself
I drip like a ATM
My pockets a safe if the block was da money I'll spin it myself
Not a rookie wit dope I be whippin' da vette
Auntie Joe from da D' I can't fuck wit Evette
My dawg in a cage like a pet fuck da vet
Spikes when I step I put links on my collar
Heard dey sippin' on red put my foot on they neck
The almighty dollar
Lace my Giuseppe's and I run up a check
I can't fuck wit no others got rich wit my bruddas
I mix up dese colors you see da success
I'm straight out da hood, take a look in my past you can see the duress
I ride wit ya BM in BM I'm dodgin' the stress, Ya Ya
I ride wit dat stick I put stones in my cross so dey know dat I'm blessed, Ya Ya
I'm straight out da concrete my metal on side when I step, Ya Ya
What I do fa my folks, ima psych out
Turn up da gang, MoneyFirst diamonds in crosses & chains
Ya dey know I'm insane put sum racks on dey brain
It's simple, I'm straight out da 6 putta 9 on his temple
Get popped like a pimple I fade wit da clippers
Put sum racks in her bra jus to cover her nipples
A 10 like a perk & I pop it, I know that she feel me she dig it
She get drunk in da bar when I'm revving da engine
I'm drippin' in Guardian Demon, Forever INFINITI
I Fucked up 3 racks like I cheated on Trinity
Dukes hit da tea so she trill as me
Chanel #5 like I voted 4 Kennedy
I play wit HandChoppa kick shit wit 5Lifers
Ima load up da opps & go striking
32 racks now dat bus right behind me
I'm crashing head first like a viking
I shine like a Breitling Atlanta United
I'm taking dese cups cross da world, Ya Ya
I Givenchy, Giuseppe my girl
Air dat boy out like it's Nike, I shoot at my demons
I'm geeked out my personal do it myself
I drip like a ATM
My pockets a safe if the block was da money I'll spin it myself
Not a rookie wit dope I be whippin' da vette
Auntie Joe from da D' I can't fuck wit Evette
My dawg in a cage like a pet fuck da vet
Spikes when I step I put links on my collar
Heard dey sippin' on red put my foot on they neck
The almighty dollar
Lace my Giuseppe's and I run up a check
I can't fuck wit no others got rich wit my bruddas
I mix up dese colors you see da success
I'm straight out da hood, take a look in my past you can see the duress
I ride wit ya BM in BM I'm dodgin' the stress, Ya Ya
I ride wit dat stick I put stones in my cross so dey know dat I'm blessed, Ya Ya
(Ya Ya, Ya Ya
I shoot at my demons, Ya Ya
Can't fuck wit dem people
I shoot at my demons, Ya Ya)
I'm geeked out my personal do it myself
I drip like a ATM
My pockets a safe if the block was da money i'll spin it myself
Not a rookie wit dope I be whippin' da vette
Auntie Joe from da D' I can't fuck wit Evette
My dawg in a cage like a pet fuck da vet
Spikes when I step I put links on my collar
Heard dey sippin' on red put my foot on they neck
The almighty dollar
Lace my Giuseppe's and I run up a check
I can't fuck wit no others got rich wit my bruddas
I mix up dese colors you see da success
I'm straight out da hood, take a look in my past you can see the duress
I ride wit ya BM in BM I'm dodgin' the stress, Ya Ya
I ride wit dat stick I put stones in my cross so dey know dat I'm blessed, Ya Ya
Dey know I'm da man and I'm smokin' on Super no "S" on my chest
A motor my wrist when I thumb thru dat check, Ya Ya Ya
I do it the best make her scratch up my neck
I get high off the drank when I'm sippin' on tech and I keep me a tech
Put dem sticks in Durangos we tango da money go Farve like its Brett
I got ties wit da money entanglement, fuck up da money endanger it
I run thru sum digits, they holding my ankle
I po'up da lean on my pancreas
I'm fuckin' accountants and bankers
2 sticks and 2 pistols I'm living too dangerous
Empty da clips on a snap of a finger
Mix purple wit red I get geeked out my anger
Get the fuck out my face I can't talk to these demons
I'm geeked out my personal do it myself
I drip like a ATM
My pockets a safe if the block was da money I'll spin it myself
Not a rookie wit dope I be whippin' da vette
Auntie Joe from da D' I can't fuck wit Evette
My dawg in a cage like a pet fuck da vet
Spikes when I step I put links on my collar
Heard dey sippin' on red put my foot on they neck
The almighty dollar
Lace my Giuseppe's and I run up a check
I can't fuck wit no others got rich wit my bruddas
I mix up dese colors you see da success
I'm straight out da hood, take a look in my past you can see the duress
I ride wit ya BM in BM I'm dodgin' the stress, Ya Ya
I ride wit dat stick I put stones in my cross so dey know dat I'm blessed, Ya Ya
I'm straight out da concrete my metal on side when I step, Ya Ya
What I do fa my folks, ima psych out
Turn up da gang, MoneyFirst diamonds in crosses & chains
Ya dey know I'm insane put sum racks on dey brain
It's simple, I'm straight out da 6 putta 9 on his temple
Get popped like a pimple I fade wit da clippers
Put sum racks in her bra jus to cover her nipples
A 10 like a perk & I pop it, I know that she feel me she dig it
She get drunk in da bar when I'm revving da engine
I'm drippin' in Guardian Demon, Forever INFINITI
I Fucked up 3 racks like I cheated on Trinity
Dukes hit da tea so she trill as me
Chanel #5 like I voted 4 Kennedy
I play wit HandChoppa kick shit wit 5Lifers
Ima load up da opps & go striking
32 racks now dat bus right behind me
I'm crashing head first like a viking
I shine like a Breitling Atlanta United
I'm taking dese cups cross da world, Ya Ya
I Givenchy, Giuseppe my girl
Air dat boy out like it's Nike, I shoot at my demons
I'm geeked out my personal do it myself
I drip like a ATM
My pockets a safe if the block was da money I'll spin it myself
Not a rookie wit dope I be whippin' da vette
Auntie Joe from da D' I can't fuck wit Evette
My dawg in a cage like a pet fuck da vet
Spikes when I step I put links on my collar
Heard dey sippin' on red put my foot on they neck
The almighty dollar
Lace my Giuseppe's and I run up a check
I can't fuck wit no others got rich wit my bruddas
I mix up dese colors you see da success
I'm straight out da hood, take a look in my past you can see the duress
I ride wit ya BM in BM I'm dodgin' the stress, Ya Ya
I ride wit dat stick I put stones in my cross so dey know dat I'm blessed, Ya Ya