Valentino ft. Mitche Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Try to watch my back behind the glock but only God knows
Try to check the time, that's on my watch but lately time gone
Too much ecstasy, I'm poppin' percs, it got my mind gone
Nigga, yeah, it got my
FNN with a 30 hangin', I'll get your mind blown
That my brother, hell yeah, that my twin, I'm a damn clone
She say that she done with lil' boys, I'm too damn grown
Shawty ask what I got on, smellin' my cologne
Shawty ask what I got on, that's Valentino
Shakin' ass, let me pull out my lil' iPhone
Shakin' ass, let me pull out my lil' close-friends
So I can show my close friends that we be close friends
I was locked up, slow timin' on that motion
Shawty want that new lace front, not that sew in
Ain't been to sleep all week, been havin' motion
Heard that nigga workin' on my block, kick your door in
Nigga, yeah, took too many bad hoes
60 we rollin', aye, nigga
Lucc, copped a brick of that juice, keep pourin
Lucc, copped a brick of that juice, let me kiss the cup
Put a fuck nigga in the wood, we gon' stuff him up
Try to watch my back behind the glock but only God knows
Try to check the time, that's on my watch but lately time gone
Too much ecstasy, I'm poppin' percs, it got my mind gone
Nigga, yeah, it got my
FNN with a 30 hangin', I'll get your mind blown
That my brother, hell yeah, that my twin, I'm a damn clone
She say that she done with lil' boys, I'm too damn grown
Shawty ask what I got on, smellin' my cologne
That FN, make him swim like a dolphin
Think twice before your mama, choosin' coffins
I got 31, Terrence Ross shit
I ain't gon' lie, I been really on some boss shit
This light boy, I talk shit
Valentino or Dior be my cologne
Put a switch up on that bitch, I'm tryna send a nigga home
Aye, now his bitch choosy, Suzie
Finna bend over, make a movie, now that nigga wanna shoot me, ooh-wee
Had to kick the cup, but the weed, it got my mind gone
I done ran it up, you niggas runnin' with a blindfold
Strictly O.T.Y., them sucka niggas know what I'm on
Brody off a pill call, one call a get your life gone
Try to watch my back behind the glock but only God knows
Try to check the time, that's on my watch but lately time gone
Too much ecstasy, I'm poppin' percs, it got my mind gone
Nigga, yeah, it got my
FNN with a 30 hangin', I'll get your mind blown
That my brother, hell yeah, that my twin, I'm a damn clone
She say that she done with lil' boys, I'm too damn grown
Shawty ask what I got on, smellin' my cologne