Текст песни Vlone - La Fenddi

Every time I go to sleep, I keep that Mac on me
I seen your friend get shot you a bitch, you ain't even act on it
Pull up, pussy
You ain't 'bout shit for real, oh yeah
I got money, yeah
I pull up with all hundreds yeah, for real
Premium leather seats
Switch my bitch up once a week
Motherfuckers really can't stand the heat
Bitch, I'm balling out like Miami Heat
Let it be fucking known
You be fucking with my old bitch
But to each is they own
I got rid of all my Off White
Now I rock all Vlone

All Vlone
She calling all my phones
Ignoring all them hoes
In the cut like Neosporin
I just asked to hit the Soarin
Got a girl named Lauren, oh yeah
Bad bitch, and she boring
And you know I'm 'bout to floor it
And I'm shopping at the store and oh yeah
And you know that she a taurus
And you know I can afford it
And she sitting there looking gorgeous, oh yeah

Sitting there looking gorgeous
Don't mess up my floors bitch
She got a big forehead
It don't matter when she give me head
It just be retarded
My weed smell like it farted
Kicking shit with Banco
I swear we got a whole army

Debo, he the sergeant
Getting the bag regardless
Brand new Air Force one's
Bitch, don't mess up my new carpet
Drinking coke and rum
In my brand new little apartment
Pull up in a Rolls and this bitch look like a starship

Every time I go to sleep, I keep that Mac on me
I seen your friend get shot you a bitch, you ain't even act on it
Pull up, pussy
You ain't 'bout shit for real, oh yeah
I got money, yeah
I pull up with all hundreds yeah, for real
Premium leather seats
Switch my bitch up once a week
Motherfuckers really can't stand the heat
Bitch, I'm balling out like Miami Heat
Let it be fucking known
You be fucking with my old bitch
But to each is they own
I got rid of all my Off White
Now I rock all Vlone

Authentic Vlone
She calling my phone
She call and we gone
I'm out on the road
I'm out on a boat
I'm out on a yacht
I just got some hoes
They down at the spot
I can't wife a hoe
I can't wife a thot
Blessings through my soul
I been through a lot

Every time I go to sleep, I keep that Mac on me
I seen your friend get shot you a bitch, you ain't even act on it
Pull up, pussy
You ain't 'bout shit for real, oh yeah
I got money, yeah
I pull up with all hundreds yeah, for real