VEGETA ft. OMINVS Lyrics

(Yuh yuh)

(Gang)

(Yuh wait uh)

(What wha-what)

(Grrr)

(Uh yuh)

(Hook)

Oh my God (uh)

I feel like Vegeta

When I pull up

In that pod (uh)

Know that my

Foundation

Gon be solid

As a Rock (uh)

Fuse the two together

And I'm ending

Up on top (uh)

Get the Glock (huh yuh)

Run up in yo spot (huh)

Haters really

Think that they

Can step to me

I know they lying

I've been cooking beats

Got the ingredients

The flow I'm frying

I can't be obedient

Or lenient

I'm done with hiding

If they wanna dance

Then it's immediate

Gon close they eyelids

(Huh)

I need the check

On greed

Mental is lonely

Check on me

Get em like Broly

Test my ki

Trying to go

Won't let em flee

(Yeah huh)

Got the key

I gotta roll

With jabs

They throw at me

Can't compete

Know that they

Flow is bad

So they gone cheat

Keep on

Reaping souls

Until they see

I reach for all

The gold

I'm tryna peep

I'm clean

I need the pope

To keep the peace

I see the green

And hope it's

On the scene

Yo breath be stankin

My bro need a tic tac

If you talkin bout gold

I'mma get that

Get to walkin

Not sold

On the chit chat

Demons reapin my soul

For the big racks

Now (uh)

What they gon (uh)

What they gon (uh)

What they gon say to me

I got too much sauce

My brother hold the beef

Do not talk too much

You let the soldier speak

I'm like

Holding off but

When the foes gon meet

I've been sipping wok

Until I go to sleep (uh)

Hit em with the choppa

Got em flouting

Homie know I pull up

To spot

I got it open uh

(Hook)

Oh my God (uh)

I feel like Vegeta

When I pull up

In that pod (uh)

Know that my

Foundation

Gon be solid

As a Rock (uh)

Fuse the two together

And I'm ending

Up on top (uh)

Get the Glock (huh yuh)

Run up in yo spot (huh)

I feel like Vegeta

I ain't takin shit from ops

Better back the fuck up

When I pulling out the Glock

I be smoking hella gas

While I still fill up the pot

We just caught his homie lacking

So we gotta get the drop (aye, aye)

Yo face gonna meet the fucking chamber

Cutting you all off

You never gonna see me later

I'm just tryna get all of this money

All this paper

Can't fuck with the enemy

You niggas is some traitors

Finna catch a backend

I just took his girl

My dick all on her like a napkin

And she got a fat ass

Already know I had to clap it

Cutting him up aiming for the lungs

Is where I'm stabbing

Knock him out he seeing black

He wonder what just happened

Swear to God I'm hopping

On a beat I'm always snapping

Going fucking crazy with these features

Going batshit

I was in the studio while you niggas

Was napping (aye, aye)

Oh my God (uh)

I feel like Vegeta

When I pull up

In that pod (uh)

Know that my

Foundation

Gon be solid

As a Rock (uh)

Fuse the two together

And I'm ending

Up on top (uh)

Get the Glock (huh yuh)

Run up in yo spot (huh)