Vette Motors Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Haa
Yeh, yeh
Yeh, yeh
Yeh, yeh
Yeh, yeh
Yeh, yeh
Yeh,Yeh
Yeh,yeh
I'm in that vette again, I just went top speed
I should've known that, they would've crossed me
They sit around and, they talk about me
We carry dracos , dracos that chop trees
Look, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it
You get the bag, you flip it and fumble it
Big boat, this is yacht, mmm, give it all I got, no
This ain't no rap, cap, you can talk all the shit you want
You won't get shot, mmm, you won't get popped, no
I'm just a wannabe, no mansland, ain't nobody stuntin on me
Can't flex on me, that girl can't sex on me, no
Be the best I can be, nobody stressin' on me
Mmm, drop a be blessin' on me, Lord, have mercy on me
Mmm, have mercy on me, Yeah
I'm in that vette again, I just went top speed
I should've known that, they would've crossed me
They sit around and, they talk about me
We carry dracos, dracos that chop trees
Brand new stick, that's a heater
Run check, 400 meter
Diamonds all white like Peter
Snorin' all loud, I'm a sleeper
In my feelings get deeper
In North Carolina, like Reaper
That's a pint, that's a liter 400, 200 meter
I'm in that vette again, I just went top speed
I should've known that, they would've crossed me
They sit around and, they talk about me
We carry dracos, dracos that chop trees
We got dracos, we give them halos
We stackin' bricks up, call them Legos
My niggas movin', they move when I say so
We pourin' up the Sprite, he pourin' faygo
JDN, not Jaden
Two-hand man, that's me and twin
Find a parking space, and spin again
Rematch, we gon' win again
Find you and your momma
Presidential like Obama
Bust down, baby, glockiana
On my momma, we gon' find you
Snakes around me, they be hissin'
Diamonds on me, they be glistenin
Yeah, they hearin me, but they don't listen
Ice on my wrist, too cold, damn, I need a mitten
I'm in that vette again, I just went top speed
I should've known that, they would've crossed me
They sit around and, they talk about me
We carry dracos, dracos that chopped trees
I get the bag and flip it and tumble it
You get the bag, you flip it and fumble it
Big boat, this is yacht, mmm, give it all I got, no
This ain't no rap, cap, you can talk all the shit you want
You won't get shot, mmm, you won't get popped, no