Lyrics VL Viper (feat. Mackbo) - Rey Morado

Lungs raw, this ain't no menthol feelin, this that above law
Bet doves cry once the drugs fall
I ain't got free time to advise, i been vilified
They was prolly right, talk to myself, i been ill advised
Hobbit off the kale, hobbled but yet prepared
Couldn't cripple me, i recover,discover epiphany
Ion give a fuck about that garbage you pitchin
Wouldn't serve yo food in my kitchen, wig binary fission, sp-splittin up
Fight the system, whip my wrist, can't put fist to cuff
Shine make these bitch ass niggas switch get to kissin up
My nigga from Columbus, im spittin, Wallace Christopher
Elephant in room, dark horse, critter mystical
Talkin bout yall hoes they all ugly, getcha bitches up
Mad at Rey Morado, hit yo mama, parents splitting up
Damn that shit hittin bruh, I gotta get my digits up
Holla at me if you need a plug u might just get in luck
Live Odyssey, I ain't been home, and don't remember much
Ember from the dust, bitches moth to the flame
Im too awesome for em, Ossoff, i got blue in my veins
Ice cold, Mr Freeze, 2% from insane
98 grams couldn't keep me 'way from the pain
U niggas wait for the paint dry, shit I'm grippin the grain
Trippin i trample the crane, peregrine off da strain
Shit I just grin, room spin, liquefying my brain
Im too dope, shit, what his name? Morado Mccain
Rey Obama, go retarded, droppin bombs let it rain
I done tussled, never tuckered, never tuckin' my chain
Niggas would fumble, what it run you? I just say everythang

Ima custom ass nigga, you won't see this again
Yea yea yea, Two fly, eagle my wangs
Am i evil i done did some um illegaller things
Im just tryna get to Eden grass was greener they sing
You can't fool me, get a clue I give a fuck bout the hype
A hundred & sum, end up nice for the night
Hit it thrice, ion need no Nyquil tonight
A viper the vice, Ion need yo advice, nigga

A viper more of a black mamba with gold fangs
If they try to id me freddie g my fake name
I play it like a referee because i know the game
Niggas foul outchea watch how they drive in ya lane
I draw up the plays coach call me the point god
A young Chris Paul sixty one for my grandpa
Will put me on them dominos we ain't playing cards
I never show my hand you never knew me from the start
B lazing up outside the park i think that shit what lit the spark
A viper bite compared to punch truly enough don't give a fuck
About the mid you boosting up inside this pack the gas is dark
They thought we was renting shit the way the way that we keep switching cars
If its smoke you won't see through the cloud
It's what you grew up around so you knew he was bound
Walk in the homies home dap me up then gimme a pound
Talking to em like i need mo' patna what have you found?
When i get my first ten imma send my mom a m
Without her its zero without o its just a m
No money in ya pocket how that's pimpin kin
Damn i lost the load again least it's on my own my friend
Ain't no snakes if you keep the grass trimmed
Can't nobody backdoor if i play above the rim
Tupac in la live and die by the sin
Keep it Melo i got nugs on the way
How i'm outta bud again? Damn

Custom ass nigga, you won't see this again
Yea yea yea, Two fly, eagle my wangs
Am i evil i done did some um illegaller things
Im just tryna get to Eden grass was greener they sing
You can't fool me, get a clue I give a fuck bout the hype
A hundred & sum, end up nice for the night
Hit it thrice, ion need no Nyquil tonight
A viper the vice, Ion need yo advice, nigga
Ima custom ass nigga, you won't see this again
Yea yea yea, Two fly, eagle my wangs
Am i evil i done did some um illegaller things
Im just tryna get to Eden grass was greener they sing
You can't fool me, get a clue I give a fuck bout the hype
A hundred & sum, end up nice for the night
Hit it thrice, ion need no Nyquil tonight
A viper the vice, Ion need yo advice, nigga