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Letra : VIP*
Ghost made this beat
Ghost Kid the producer
Chill out, I went in for a year, b*t*h, I'm lit now (Let's go)
That boy got the whole world on the d**k now (My d**k)
Tell that b*t*h to sit down, you ain't it now
How he hate but he ain't go no whip? (No whip)
Brand new car what I spent on my fit now (Zoom)
N***as know that boy Baby the sh*t (That pfrt)
They want me to take pics with they b*t*h now (Ha)
I'm sick, come check on me, baby
How it taste? Them other n***as, they ain't it
You know I got the recipe, baby (Uh-huh)
Play your part, don't be stressin' me, baby (Okay)
I want it done and I'm the same man did it (Let's go)
No, I can't kick it with a lame a** n***a (Let's go)
You ain't with me, you the same as the opp (Yeah)
N***a thinkin' 'bout my chain, bad business (Ayy)
N***a, about time start breaking them off
thotties who begging me to f**k me
But I ain't got time, start breaking them off
Only bought it 'cause it was a [?]
I can't even spell the designer I bought
Put a d**k on the Glock and knock out your mouth
Pu**y boy, better watch how you talk
I'ma show him, he said I ain't with it
Hang my gun out the window, can't go like no b*t*h
If he sending some shots, I'ma shoot back
I be high as a b*t*h when I hop on the plane
Smoking pressure, don't ask where the boof at
I make what I make and I'm only 16
Got 'em wondering like how I do that
Wearing Nike and Gucci, I dive on the coochie
My d**k in her gut, [?] throw that
Keep no [?], hundreds my cash
Pound cookie, I smoke out the bag
And it ain't entertainment, no, b*t*h, tryna make me a mill'
If I hit that b*t*h bad then she bad
engineer, no whip, no licenses
Keep my Glock, I ain't doing no fighting
And that youngin been acting so grow
'Cause he been on his zone and he ain't never had guidance
F**k the critics, this really be [?]
Wanna be me, these n***as look up to me
Wanna beef, these n***as know it's up with me
Check the [?], man, n***as can't f**k with me
VIP, b*t*h, I'm very important
All these n***as around be stepping
You f**k and wrong talk, get stepped on some Jordans
And I told to promoter I'm bringing this Glock
Keep that b*t*h on my hip while I'm touring
Handsome n***a, my thotties be gorgeous
I'ma hit from the back, I ain't hitting the back
I'm like, f**k it, I f**k on her friend
Don't use no credit, I want it, I get it
That money a fetish, in love with them bands
Heard all them critics gon' watch me, I need some privacy
I just been setting the trend, uh
Ghost Kid the producer
Chill out, I went in for a year, b*t*h, I'm lit now (Let's go)
That boy got the whole world on the d**k now (My d**k)
Tell that b*t*h to sit down, you ain't it now
How he hate but he ain't go no whip? (No whip)
Brand new car what I spent on my fit now (Zoom)
N***as know that boy Baby the sh*t (That pfrt)
They want me to take pics with they b*t*h now (Ha)
I'm sick, come check on me, baby
How it taste? Them other n***as, they ain't it
You know I got the recipe, baby (Uh-huh)
Play your part, don't be stressin' me, baby (Okay)
I want it done and I'm the same man did it (Let's go)
No, I can't kick it with a lame a** n***a (Let's go)
You ain't with me, you the same as the opp (Yeah)
N***a thinkin' 'bout my chain, bad business (Ayy)
N***a, about time start breaking them off
thotties who begging me to f**k me
But I ain't got time, start breaking them off
Only bought it 'cause it was a [?]
I can't even spell the designer I bought
Put a d**k on the Glock and knock out your mouth
Pu**y boy, better watch how you talk
I'ma show him, he said I ain't with it
Hang my gun out the window, can't go like no b*t*h
If he sending some shots, I'ma shoot back
I be high as a b*t*h when I hop on the plane
Smoking pressure, don't ask where the boof at
I make what I make and I'm only 16
Got 'em wondering like how I do that
Wearing Nike and Gucci, I dive on the coochie
My d**k in her gut, [?] throw that
Keep no [?], hundreds my cash
Pound cookie, I smoke out the bag
And it ain't entertainment, no, b*t*h, tryna make me a mill'
If I hit that b*t*h bad then she bad
engineer, no whip, no licenses
Keep my Glock, I ain't doing no fighting
And that youngin been acting so grow
'Cause he been on his zone and he ain't never had guidance
F**k the critics, this really be [?]
Wanna be me, these n***as look up to me
Wanna beef, these n***as know it's up with me
Check the [?], man, n***as can't f**k with me
VIP, b*t*h, I'm very important
All these n***as around be stepping
You f**k and wrong talk, get stepped on some Jordans
And I told to promoter I'm bringing this Glock
Keep that b*t*h on my hip while I'm touring
Handsome n***a, my thotties be gorgeous
I'ma hit from the back, I ain't hitting the back
I'm like, f**k it, I f**k on her friend
Don't use no credit, I want it, I get it
That money a fetish, in love with them bands
Heard all them critics gon' watch me, I need some privacy
I just been setting the trend, uh
