Mascot ft. Acid Souljah Lyrics

I want you, your my vice (oh my god vvices)

I want you, your my vice

Bitch I'm steady countin up

And it got you mad as fuck

Don't cry about it bitch go and count some money up

I don't give a fuck if these people don't like me

Because I'm really based I've been getting to the bread

Because I'm really based I've been really going up

The gas I smoke got me really high as fuck

The gas I smoke make your lungs tap out

Lungs tap out

Double Gs like gabesfallen but I'm up I know you not

I got Brittney in the cut powered up cutting coke rock

It's still double Vs but Vvices hit the G spot

Vampire fangs real red in a tris cup

You a mascot blow the bag on some fake drop

One you on them blues its RIP before that shit stops

You lean on the stick like boy your a grandpa

Blood in my glass I'm living royalty camelot

Ass in the air face down till her knees lock

Hands on my (uh) bend it back and let that shit pop

Rock jeans double Vs cuttin up nose rock

Robin wings empty dreams real red blood clot

The way you talk that talk blah blah that shit non stop

Your music scare the hoes hell nah cut that shit off

Vvices won't break ties, your getting cut off

Vvices never tell a lie, and you think your drinking straight drop?

Vvices change my life I can do that with a name drop

All y'all wear a mask, fake kicking, your a mascot

Bitch I make money on my motherfucking laptop

Talk shit but I'm getting to the bag bitch

Talk shit but I'm getting rich as fuck

I'm rolling up gas and I'm counting money up

Bitch I make money on my motherfucking laptop

Talk shit but I'm getting to the bag bitch

Talk shit but I'm getting rich as fuck

I'm rolling up gas and I'm counting money up

Double Gs like gabesfallen but I'm up I know you not

I got Brittney in the cut powered up cutting coke rock

It's still double Vs but Vvices hit the G spot

Vampire fangs real red in a tris cup

You a mascot blow the bag on some fake drop

One you on them blues its RIP before that shit stops

You lean on the stick like boy your a grandpa

Blood in my glass I'm living royalty camelot

Ass in the air face down till her knees lock

Hands on my (uh) bend it back and let that shit pop

Rock jeans double Vs cuttin up nose rock

Robin wings empty dreams real red blood clot

The way you talk that talk blah blah that shit non stop

Your music scare the hoes hell nah cut that shit off

Vvices won't break ties, your getting cut off

Vvices never tell a lie, and you think your drinking straight drop?

Vvices change my life I can do that with a name drop

All y'all wear a mask, fake kicking, your a mascot