vol ft. Lunchbox & k4rmavvs Lyrics

I saw them turn on the vol

Niggas gon' pay what they owe

Got these racks on the floor

Like a bottle on clothes

Yeah, I like it more

But I know that you don't

But I know that you don't

But I know that you don't

Smokin' some meat

Niggas be makin' some trash

That's what it is, we

We shoot off smoke through the gas

And pay them for the leaf

Runnin' gas, I don't sound bad

They wanna pee

Smilin' all of their dads

I got nothing to say

That's why I love all my bad

Bitch, you can't see

It's a dream in my head

It's time to leave

I left for the house

When I play, they run

The boys be askin

Why I'm shivvin' these times

Nah, you do what I flex

And then they're goin' on funds

Stop

I really get checks

I'm really up next

She like how I flex

Nigga, what's hot

I got a kill tent

Why'd she say you next

I go full up in your bitch

And I just want the net

That bitch, she wet

And she a fiend

Them niggas green

Pop a bean

What you mean

I'm Kanye's blues

I mix it with green

That nigga ain't touch

I'm a fuckin' rat

Since 2018

If I don't reply

Then I'm on the road

I'm tryna turn up that mothafuckin' vogue

It's gotta be happenin' in that mode

I turn up, turn up the vogue

Ha

Niggas gon' pay what they owe

Got these racks on the floor

Like a bottle on clothes

Yeah, I like it, woah, woah

But I know that you don't

But I know that you don't

We

But I know that you don't

I might just go in the deep

Just for weed

Smokin' some meat

Niggas be makin' some trash

That's what it is, weed

Weed

Bitch, who'd I spend on that gas

I paid it for the leap

Leap

Runnin' gas, I don't sound bad

They wanna pee

Pee

$200 on that dash

How can I see

Shit

That's all I'm on my back

Bitch, you can't see

Ease

Bitch, I'm drenchin' my hair

Suddenly

Weed

Weed

That boy in that Benz

Tryna see what I'm on

Bitch, I can tell

That's why I'm puttin' it on

Ha

I know that she mad

I can tell by the phone

These niggas weird

Yeah, they really gon' front

Bitch, I ain't got me to sweat

But we all know what you want

And lil' bro tryna run away

But that boy, he fuckin' around

And when it's on

I told my big bro to go pay

When we go home

And get it right up in my trunk

And she gon' say

Come on, I love you

But I told that lil' bitch

I don't give a

I had to close up

My heart from the bitch

I have a song

I had to play me a part

With the bitch

We had to talk in the car

With the bitch

Pop me a pilly

And perky I am

She said I won't slip

But I did it again

Said I won't feel

But I feelin' it again

That boy gon' pay

What he owe it in

And lil' bitch, she know

That I told her to go

I told her to go

Ha

Niggas gon' pay

What they owe

Got these racks

On the floor

Like Apollo's

On clothes

Yeah, I like you

Wawa

But I know that you don't

But I know that you don't

Weed

But I know that you don't

Somebody said

You know you some meat

Because we makin' some trash

That's what it's we

We

Bitch, who the fuck do that gas

You pay them for the leap

Leap

For the gas, I was down bad

They wanna pee

Pee

Smilin' all on their dad

So how can I see

See

That's all I'm on my back

Bitch, you can't see

See

Bitch, I'm dead in my head

It's time to leave

Leave