Voilá Lyrics

Take a lil trip, I'm tryna hit the islands, sip caskets

Voilá, the Glock hit em 4-5 it do Magic, give a fuck bout what it was

You cross the line you finna perish, had to grind it on my own

I ain't dependent for my parents

Take a lil trip, I'm tryna hit the islands, sip caskets

Voilá, the Glock hit em 4-5 it do Magic, give a fuck bout what it was

You cross the line you finna perish, had to grind it on my own

I ain't dependent for my parents

Finna hit up Malibu, all I need is my lil boo, I separated

But I'm decorated, money be apparent, if you say you tryna war

Niggas don't know the severity

I been tied in, from East and West, don't get embarrassed

You ain't sent a shot this way, get you wet like an aquarium

I been peeped the signs, niggas fluke it be delirious

I'm curious, like why you keep a strap? You only wear yo shit

When it's game time, you Grant Williams, you can't cash a hit

See you out, we flag the whip, he ain't a factor, get to taking niggas pape

Go thumb thru it, if the baggie hit

Flame another wood, he logged in and tried to cash the check

He gone be sick when he check in and see the cash got clipped

You ain't never had to make decisions on a skit, fake rappers

Out here lying in them raps, ain't tryna hear it, you ain't never hit up Saks

Amiri's fake, came from the clearance

Begging me to tap in, I know them boys ain't tryna hear it

Ima let these niggas have it, they be yapping, you ain't serious

Ima let these niggas know, doggy a bitch, I know you fear it

I ain't tryna fake kick it, made my wave and niggas hear it

Really could've signed a deal, but what's a hundred? Need a million

Re-negotiate the deal and ante up, that ain't appealing

You depreciating value, real niggas need to hear this

My unk was moving blow, they caught em with a half a million

But they couldn't build the case, they had the pape with no material

Niggas get inside that room and they gone squeal call em Matilda

I'm a couple steps ahead, I need a lawyer in the building

I know my bitch a ten and she don't find yo ass appealing

Took my losses to the chin, you live and learn, you know the feeling

I ain't never burnt a bridge, cause I'm knowing I'm a realist

Peep the snakes from the grass and trim it up, might find chameleons

Can't believe these crash outs, niggas shooting at civilians

See that money running out and now you stressed and in yo feelings

I can read these nigga eyes, them handshakes ain't too appealing

I'm just talking off a perky, I ain't really in my feelings

Lost my brother off that backdoor, they hate to see you winning

When I catch these niggas out, it's suit and ties, niggas finished

Niggas made they own bed, cause you a booster, get em blendered

Doggy scraping out the pot, no Easter eggs inside the kitchen

You ain't never caught a play, yeah you probably got suspended

Niggas really ain't cut, you just be acting for these bitches

Chain reaction, when the snakes get weeded out, it be apparent

Everything going my way and I can't let a nigga steer it

Is you serious? I be talking clever, need to hear my shit

I ain't at my ceiling, this my floor, on the realist tip

Stupid ass niggas… stop playing… found a lane and niggas still gone try to hate

Doggy got hit with a witch, I guess they made em levitate

Somewhere on the top floor, I'm smoking woods on level eight

Give a fuck bout what it was, you crossed out can't get a plate