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V1 Interlude (Intro)
by Vons WRLD
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Rapping on the beat with Luke Dan five
Pull up on yo bitch and she kinda fine
She want the whole crew I'm not digging the vibe
And I pull up on the opps
Tell them niggas to die
It's money over bitches
I'm pimpin' 'em like a Cadillac
Bitches know I'm lit, I got 'em dripping like candle wax
Thinking 'bout the top
Reaching for my belt like a ladder match
He say he want smoke
Plus, his bitch on my pipe, I had to crack
Rap God, baby, my lyrics could cure cataracts
Arsenal just said
"Niggas lucky that you don't battle rap"
The fake be flipping sides for that money
Just like an acrobat
The real ones gonna ride
Through them ups and downs
Just like a camel's back
See, I just want to see every one of my man's paid
Mama in the mansion, relaxing
Don't need a damn thang
Drinking lemonade with her feet up under the damn shade
Niggas didn't want to believe me
Til' them bands came
Knowing when I'm going
I'm known to go on a rampage
Madness written all over they faces
Like Macho Man shades
It's like
Ever since I got my bag right
All these bitches want to act nice
Rapping on the beat with Luke Dan five
Pull up on yo bitch and she kinda fine
She want the whole crew I'm not digging the vibe
And I pull up on the opps
Tell them niggas to die
It's money over bitches
I'm pimpin' 'em like a Cadillac
Bitches know I'm lit, I got 'em dripping like candle wax
Thinking 'bout the top
Reaching for my belt like a ladder match
He say he want smoke
Plus, his bitch on my pipe, I had to crack
Rap God, baby, my lyrics could cure cataracts
Arsenal just said
"Niggas lucky that you don't battle rap"
The fake be flipping sides for that money
Just like an acrobat
The real ones gonna ride
Through them ups and downs
Just like a camel's back
See, I just want to see every one of my man's paid
Mama in the mansion, relaxing
Don't need a damn thang
Drinking lemonade with her feet up under the damn shade
Niggas didn't want to believe me
Til' them bands came
Knowing when I'm going
I'm known to go on a rampage
Madness written all over they faces
Like Macho Man shades
It's like
Ever since I got my bag right
All these bitches want to act nice
