VaporZ (slowed) ft. GalickZ Lyrics

It's RumbleWorld Bitch!

Watching them shows, hitting them flows I'll see you later

Was low, we rose, kept it composed, got to that paper

A heavy blow, is what I'll throw on to a hater

You just get low, you don't want smoke you just want vapors

Watching them shows, hitting them flows I'll see you later

Was low, we rose, kept it composed, got to that paper

A heavy blow, is what I'll throw on to a hater

You just get low, you don't want smoke you just want vapors

Superhuman Germa baby, swear I'll be the best to do it

Edge running to the Stu for years has made me super fluent

Way we move around the city, it' resembles fluid

I'll shape-shift up into a bear to prove I've been a Druid

I'm adding up, you minus

Two B pulled up with Nine S

The way she is my highness

The way she stays the flyest

Can't take my eyes up off her, Franky she got "Super Flavor"

Can't force nothing on her, unless she wants, then I'm Vader

You suck more than vacuums, it's up

Rarely leave the room if I ain't leave a cup

Big smoke in my lungs, it was fun

Now I'm holding him back from engaging someone

Nobody can stop me once this has begun

Heavenly demon, celestial son

Donquixote Shmoke, pull the strings and I'll pull off this one

Haha haha ha (maniacal laugh)

They couldn't stop me at my lowest, bitch, how about now?

I had to check up on those who I felt may be down

I'm starting to catch up, but not because they're slowing down

Watching them shows, hitting them flows I'll see you later

Was low, we rose, kept it composed, got to that paper

A heavy blow, is what I'll throw on to a hater

You just get low, you don't want smoke you just want vapors

Watching them shows, hitting them flows I'll see you later

Was low, we rose, kept it composed, got to that paper

A heavy blow, is what I'll throw on to a hater

You just get low, you don't want smoke you just want vapors

Aye, aye let's go!

Don't want smoke you want vapors

All of these little hoes my imitators

If he be stepping up, he meet his maker

Always be siked at how I get this paper

Repping my city bitch I feel like Caleb

You ain't gon' shoot cause you a pump faker

Cut up the beat I'm giving it a taper (uh)

All of you should be ashamed

You fighting a beast that's never getting tamed (wait)

I'm about to go insane, and I'll never miss I'm Mista with the aim (wait)

We ain't leaving you a hoe, I know these niggas don't want any smoke

Whenever I be linking up with Shmoke, you know they we'll be making something dope, bitch!