Veeze Flow Lyrics

Fuck my ex, but I still fuck my ex, cause I got love for her

Tell that bitch to drop right down to the floor, cause I got ones for her

Spend the funds, that shit ain't nothing to a nigga that get that shit back

Count racks, fuck rats, I'm still on doggy, from way back

Right hand on the bible, I said that, you shittin on niggas who sprayed that

I'm the one that's cool with all the niggas, who wearing the name tags

I got pull like Uncle Phil, like Ashley I'm where the banks at

In your city, we still got motion we in the mud, like bro just po'd something

I'm in the trenches like I brought my coat, pinky's up, let's make a toast

This for all the pillow talking niggas, Out here doing the most

Yo bitch with me, I know you broke, How I know she told me so

I ain't crip, but I got your loc, you playing with niggas like you drop the soap

I'm praying for niggas like I'm the Pope, I'm saving niggas, I'm Naruto

Standing on business for everything that I said, even if I miss a toe

Painting pictures for all you niggas, still I ain't get my vision

I ain't fucking if it ain't consented, we can fuck but I can't be committed

Fuck love but I don't blame bitches, cause I got sisters and they gon' hear this

Doggy must have lost his mind and every think that I'm pussy

I hate being outside without no blick, cause niggas they just be looking

I can't be with no bitch who ain't got no bodies, cause I ain't starting no rookie

I ain't starting no rookie, yeah, yeah

I am not starting a rookie nigga, fuck you talking about

I like my bitches disgusting