Vain - Hello Lyrics

Lyrics Hello - Vain




Yeah, yeah it's Vain
Call up Ma Dukes man, tell her to get 50 thou' in my safe
Come bail a nigga outta jail man
Yeah I can't talk about the case over the phone
I can't be out there, I got shit to do
I got money to get nigga
Hello, hello, hello
Bitch if you know, you know, you know
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Got zeros like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
Now OG handed me an eighth
Then he told me you could ball or play it safe
You could watch NFL and get a mil' on TV
You could go and stack a milly in the safe
So you know of course I grabbed the eighth
Now a nigga on a course to flip and wait
So you know of course them niggas hate
When you pull up in a Porsche with custom plates
See my little nigga O will cut your face
In the hood we call it scrape
Man they tell he poked your face
Tryna see how much would it though to take
See these hoes see me they know it's cake
And I Louis V'd her feet to head to waist
And my chain Steph Curry in a golden state
You all ride in a spur let's motivate
'Cause I got that Khloe face, Coco
White girl, dog food, no Toto
Sometimes the game fast, sometimes slow-mo
Champagne and girls and guns in my photo
That bitch is bustin' like blow ho
Y'all niggas more like So So Def
Vain tryna do it like Death Row
Hello, hello, hello
Bitch if you know, you know, you know
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Got zeros like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
That preacher said, "Yo Vain you need some blessings
If you wanna get rich go to heaven"
But I know broke niggas with blessings
So I said a ho could live reckless
Thick ass ho that'll sex it
Threw the Lamborghini doors on the Lexus
But she don't know the name
She saying, "Damn Vain, you know you're doors"
And do some naked shit
Now your man broke and your man soft
So why the fuck you care what that man thought?
Me and Pooh signed by the Gansevoort
Get my trigger finger manicured
Got no flaws, I'm tannin' off
Your girl drawers, I tear 'em off
My gun 02 aired off
Without a care at all, do you dare to draw?
Molly rocks for them custies
That's why my pockets all husky
In the strip club I make it rain
Until these hoes turn rusty
Trust me, you wanna live my life
I got ten bottles at three bills
I'm on E pills, you gotta plasty
Need a refill
Hello, hello, hello
Bitch if you know, you know, you know
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Got zeros like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
Say hey baby take a look at me, hello
(Don't I look nice?)
I flip the half to a Yeezy, hello
(Don't I look nice?)
Eight G's for the V, hello
(It look nice)
You see the Rollie on the sleeve, hello
(It look nice)
I'm in the drop, feel the breeze, hello
(Don't I look nice?)
You should probably roll with me, hello
(Don't I look nice?)
Inner fly, super clean, hello
(I look nice) hello
(I look nice) hello
(I look nice)
Hello, hello, hello
Bitch if you know, you know, you know
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Got zeros like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
I get dough like I hit the lotto
Hello, hello, hello
Real nigga shit man
Put some more zeros on that motherfucker man
Yeah, I don't stop 'til the tape pop or the cap get dropped
Yeah when I'm six feet in the box I'll still be on top nigga
Vain, hello, hello, hello



Writer(s): Christopher Steven Brown, Jayceon Taylor, Lloyd Polite, Lamar Edwards, Sedeck Jean



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