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Paroles : ​vlad life

VLAD life or no life
She call me VLAD
That's why he mad
Damn, Nino, that's fire
Yeah

Driving too fast, look like a driveby
Racks on me, I'm not a broke guy
I told that b*t*h we at the end just like a dotted line
Bye-bye, yeah, I gotta say bye-bye
Slide on the opp up in a drop-top
That b*t*h be busting like a brand-new Glock
I told that b*t*h to go down, I'm going to the top
I told my motherf**king opps they can all die
I spent a bag on my a** I gotta get fly
Yeah, I'm driving fast, I ain't going back to the old guy
On my way to go pick up some drugs, I gotta get high
Yeah, I'm in LA and I'm too high
Yeah, dissing on the gang then you gotta die
Yeah, racks on me, I'm not that broke guy
Yeah, this sh*t going up, it was a downside
Yeah, sometimes, yeah, sometimes
Yeah, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, she wanna cry
Cry when I told her I wanna die
Die and I told her I don't know
Why, I live a VLAD life
Life, I live a VLAD life