VS1 Lyrics

Yeezy's on shotout Kanye fuck Rob And Kim

Pete making jokes Kanye sign me and I'll go rob him

It's some peon niggas hating but it's ok cause I can't see them

I'm in a foreign windows tinted eating some Hot Tamales from Tim's

They be dissing in them songs nobody play so I can't hear them

I came from nothing went got something if don't hustle you can't win

Bitch had ran into Benz scratched my door and fucked up my rims

Gave me her number and tried to flirt I don't wanna fuck pay for my shit

I paid 500 to get my teeth cleaned, 10 Gs to make em bling bling

Don't act like you can't see these nigga go get you some VVs

I started all that flexing in my hood these niggas wanna be me

Yo bitch like riding through the projects all of sudden she trying to see me

I used to be a foot soldier in the streets and now I'm OG

They say that you a rat I don't know if it's true that's what they told me

We rode through the section one night lurking we was 4 deep

Nigga had that tool and had me fooled they say he won't squeeze

Yo girl still with you cause she loyal but she want me

You a fool if you still broke and thinking that she won't cheat

She hit me up last week and ask me C.G. when we gon link

I told her whenever she free or you sleep I don't beef

Stepping in my black and red Yeezy's yea you want these

You ever seen a Rolex in real life I got one on me

It's real niggas talking bout some business so you don't speak

If a nigga get mad right now and look you in ya face I bet you gon leave

I'm from Pinecrest I hit the hood and had my section pumping

Me and Terrence Sims jugging all day tynna make some money

I ain't gotta hate wait on my time cause I know it's coming

A nigga fuck over you and you don't shake back then I know something

You ain't Balling until the OGs holla let me hold something

If yo money fit up in yo pocket you ain't got no money

If you get caught with dope keep beating the case then nigga you told something

If I front you a slab and you get jacked then you still owe something

Catch me on the camera squeezing a hammer I still don't know nothing

I could've got the platinum kept it G and got the gold one

And If we catch you stealing we gon beat you like you stole something

You been on the block since 6 o'clock and still ain't sold nothing

Holla at my nigga Tone he told me Bear was on the run

Next day we all in Miami he got one more night of fun

I got ice up in my mouth so when I breathe it freeze the lungs

Big Los got the VVs but I like the VS1s