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VEX'D
by LSTR
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Bitch I'm counting racks (Counting racks) you so fed up
It's not my fault you mad (Why you mad) you so stressed out
I'm doing all can (All I can) so I can flex up (Flex up)
And blow a bag (Blow a bag)
I don't mean to brag, but I never gave a fuck bout this and that (This and that)
I'll never be attached to nothing else, but this life that I'm living
(I'm living, whoa-whoaa)
It feels like a serotonin (Serotonin, ohh-yeahh)
And I won't microdose it (Microdose it, no ohh)
Shawty bad that's right I noticed (I noticed)
And nine times outta ten she got me losing focus
And now I'm vex'd, you got me pressed (You got me pressed)
Until I'm up, until I'm next (Until I'm next)
No I can't fuck with you until my pocket full cash (Full cash)
Then we can make a movie turn that shit into a smash hit
Yeah we blasting
We gon shoot you up and leave a havoc (Yeah-yeah)
I keep that smith and wesson on my persons (Yeah-whoa)
I don't trust nobody it ain't worth it
Damn I'm drinking, I'm sipping on that bourbon
Boutta dip in, I'm swimming in her ocean
And I'm like oh shit (Oh shit)
Of course she fell in love like bitch I'm him (Like bitch I'm him)
But I don't need your love just cause I am
(Oh my God your such a fucking asshole)
In that GT3 I'm sliding yeah (Yeah)
You said I'm up, bitch I just got into yeah (Yeah)
He said I won't so then I sparked it whoa (Yeah)
Sent him up to God, and now he wishing he ain't said shit
Shooting at the ops, put all them ops inside a casket
Cause it's do or die yeah you know (Yeah you know)
That bitch off the molly she in that mode (She in that mode)
She said she feeling naughty I said c'mon (I said c'mon)
We could get into, let's get it on
Bitch I'm counting racks (Counting racks) you so fed up
It's not my fault you mad (Why you mad) you so stressed out
I'm doing all can (All I can) so I can flex up (Flex up)
And blow a bag (Blow a bag)
I don't mean to brag, but I never gave a fuck bout this and that (This and that)
I'll never be attached to nothing else, but this life that I'm living
(I'm living, whoa-whoaa)
It feels like a serotonin (Serotonin, ohh-yeahh)
And I won't microdose it (Microdose it, no ohh)
Shawty bad that's right I noticed (I noticed)
And nine times outta ten she got me losing focus
And now I'm vex'd, you got me pressed (You got me pressed)
Until I'm up, until I'm next (Until I'm next)
No I can't fuck with you until my pocket full cash (Full cash)
Then we can make a movie turn that shit into a smash hit
Bitch I'm counting racks (Counting racks) you so fed up
It's not my fault you mad (Why you mad) you so stressed out
I'm doing all can (All I can) so I can flex up (Flex up)
And blow a bag (Blow a bag)
I don't mean to brag, but I never gave a fuck bout this and that (This and that)
I'll never be attached to nothing else, but this life that I'm living
(I'm living, whoa-whoaa)
It feels like a serotonin (Serotonin, ohh-yeahh)
And I won't microdose it (Microdose it, no ohh)
Shawty bad that's right I noticed (I noticed)
And nine times outta ten she got me losing focus
And now I'm vex'd, you got me pressed (You got me pressed)
Until I'm up, until I'm next (Until I'm next)
No I can't fuck with you until my pocket full cash (Full cash)
Then we can make a movie turn that shit into a smash hit
Yeah we blasting
We gon shoot you up and leave a havoc (Yeah-yeah)
I keep that smith and wesson on my persons (Yeah-whoa)
I don't trust nobody it ain't worth it
Damn I'm drinking, I'm sipping on that bourbon
Boutta dip in, I'm swimming in her ocean
And I'm like oh shit (Oh shit)
Of course she fell in love like bitch I'm him (Like bitch I'm him)
But I don't need your love just cause I am
(Oh my God your such a fucking asshole)
In that GT3 I'm sliding yeah (Yeah)
You said I'm up, bitch I just got into yeah (Yeah)
He said I won't so then I sparked it whoa (Yeah)
Sent him up to God, and now he wishing he ain't said shit
Shooting at the ops, put all them ops inside a casket
Cause it's do or die yeah you know (Yeah you know)
That bitch off the molly she in that mode (She in that mode)
She said she feeling naughty I said c'mon (I said c'mon)
We could get into, let's get it on
Bitch I'm counting racks (Counting racks) you so fed up
It's not my fault you mad (Why you mad) you so stressed out
I'm doing all can (All I can) so I can flex up (Flex up)
And blow a bag (Blow a bag)
I don't mean to brag, but I never gave a fuck bout this and that (This and that)
I'll never be attached to nothing else, but this life that I'm living
(I'm living, whoa-whoaa)
It feels like a serotonin (Serotonin, ohh-yeahh)
And I won't microdose it (Microdose it, no ohh)
Shawty bad that's right I noticed (I noticed)
And nine times outta ten she got me losing focus
And now I'm vex'd, you got me pressed (You got me pressed)
Until I'm up, until I'm next (Until I'm next)
No I can't fuck with you until my pocket full cash (Full cash)
Then we can make a movie turn that shit into a smash hit
