Bulletproof Vest Pt. 2 ft. 1800 Omar Lyrics

Nzzy

He keep talking all that shit but in real life he sweet

Ima hit it then leave, bitch stop playing with me

She wanted the meat so you know that we meet

Ima smash and dash, bitch i'm quick like that

Bad ass bitch, she thick, she fat

Don't wanna hit, bitch don't want tap

He act to hard too, lil boy 'gon cap

I don't trust shit cause I can't lack

I made him run track, he ran real fast, he was so damn scared he shat his pants

His drip hella fake and his momma a skank and he gonna get shanked, he playing with His life like it's GTA

Fuck him up we in team Anng, Blast that shit all through his brain

You a hoe, you running trains, don't want shit i'm hella drained

I don't want fame that shit is lame, I wanna big bank, I don't want any skanks

She gonna get played like a video game, she a nasty ass hoe, she ain't loved no 'mo

Fuck that bitch she just a whore, found that bitch outside the store

You 'gon see yo boy in gore, fuck him up like this shit war

I hit him so hard he hit the floor, on his life he swore he was so damn tough

But when I seen him he cried like a little ass bitch he a capping ass snitch

You better pull up with a bulletproof vest cause when you see us you know you gonna Get stretched

Drank her up now I'm refreshed, do this shit cause i'm the best

We 'gon put her through the test, don't want you, just want yo chest

If you look at me crazy, you gonna be next, we know where you lay your fucking head

So stop all the bluffing we know you ain't nothing, go lay in your bed and don't end up Dead

He too fake he can't cut bread, pop this bitch like he some meds

Got ten rounds cause he with feds, killed that boy then took his dreads

Fuck the opps we on they heads and when I die, I die with bread

Bitches ain't worth cuffing, watch your back and keep your strap and trust nothing

Dumbass bitch we know you bluffing, shot his head he fell like stuffing

He don't got a strap we clutching, took his bitch you know she rushing