Blue Vette ft. Roxky Da Don Lyrics

I been riding through the city in that Blue Vette

Now they ask why I ain't blew yet?

Hopping out them Ubers with that Kel Tec

Like why that nigga ain't been killed yet?

We gone vroom vroom vroom when we slide

I hope they know that they gone die

And I hope they don't try to put me in no cell for this

Cause Iain tryna go to jail for this

Nawww

Riding round the City in a red Vette

You say you get money, where yo bread at

Aint no back and forth, we Gone dead that

We gone slide yo block where yo kids at

Me and 29, we get bowls, we get packs in

We might flip a O to a QT, we might tax him

How you say you gang have… go and press him

Untre up the blick, have them bullets go and catch him

I might walk him down with that chopper and just stretch him

I just bought a cat and let him loose, aint try to fetch him

I just hope to God, when I see him I can bless him

I just fucked yo bitch last night I still ain't text her

I been riding through the city in that Blue Vette

Now they ask why I ain't blew yet?

Hopping out them Ubers with that Kel Tec

Like why that nigga ain't been killed yet?

We gone vroom vroom vroom when we slide

I hope they know that they gone die

And I hope they don't try to put me in no cell for this

Cause Iain tryna go to jail for this

Nawww

I tell twin go check his temperature

"Yeah Yeah" that's my signature

Standing on these bands, they think I been tryna figure surf

Sticking to the plan, they know I can't let the road deter

I turnt to the man, she gone let me come and handle her

I been vroom vroom vroom I been rack racing

I can't find no bitches on the Nat baby

My team, we been chilling in the back baby

But if it's smoke then we gone handle it

Smoke him while his candle lit

My hoe, she like pampering

Don't come around here tampering

Shoot you and yo management

I call that shit balancing

Open up them legs girl cause we know you not celibate

Come give me that head girl and you ain't gotta tellem shit

I been riding through the city in that Blue Vette

Now they ask why I ain't blew yet?

Hopping out them Ubers with that Kel Tec

Like why that nigga ain't been killed yet?

We gone vroom vroom vroom when we slide

I hope they know that they gone die

And I hope they don't try to put me in no cell for this

Cause Iain tryna go to jail for this

Nawww