RIP VV Lyrics

Yeah, huh, stepped in this bitch, I was high before I came so my vision in 3D

Balanced my fit, I'm still rockin' that Westwood, RIP VV, huh

Been in the game, I've been ballin' like Westbrook, niggas can't see me, huh

Dollar on dollar, I'm flippin' my checkbook, it's gettin' easy, huh

Been in that field, I've been doin' that drillin', it done took me a while to flex up, uh

Balenciaga, she'd rather wear Prada, you know all my bitches is dressed up

Twin got the smoke, but we know he want nada, I don't want these niggas to test us

We go to war if you really want problems, it's cool, I'm still keepin' that vest up

I've been busy on my image, different city, different feelings

Different niggas, lotta riches, stronger liquor, badder bitches

You was there from the beginning, I ain't see you in a minute

You was never really with it

I was really in my feelings, now I'm feelin' like I lost it

Real shit, I was posted up in Gotham real quick

Send a spot and we gon' drop em, I ain't dealin' with no drama

Homie dealin' with some problems, so we solve it with more bottles

Supercars and pretty models, they move faster than my old whip

Think she badder than my old bitch, maybe sadder but I'm still rich

I be rappin', now you feelin' the beat

Shawty wild she be sinning to please

Devil said he got some business with me

Pray to God but he won't listen to me

Dumb hoe, she spillin' shit on my jeans

Cutthroat, it's really venom, I bleed

Gun smoke, niggas don't know what that mean

5-4, we get to one, better leave

Headphones on when she speakin' her lies

Headstones, I see too many to cry

Dead bros talk to my head when I'm high

I'm hopin' they hear me

Yeah, huh, stepped in this bitch, I was high before I came so my vision in 3D

Balanced my fit, I'm still rockin' that Westwood, RIP VV, huh

Been in the game, I've been ballin' like Westbrook, niggas can't see me, huh

Dollar on dollar, I'm flippin' my checkbook, it's gettin' easy, huh

Been in that field, I've been doin' that drillin', it done took me a while to flex up, uh

Balenciaga, she'd rather wear Prada, you know all my bitches is dressed up

Twin got the smoke, but we know he want nada, I don't want these niggas to test us

We go to war if you really want problems, it's cool, I'm still keepin' that vest up