Vacant Lyrics

I snap on the shit that i make wit Fabrizio i gotta cook on my own shit

Been the modern day Betty White since i sat in the throne and i made that bitch Golden

I

Dated some hoes who was orphans

Prolly why they ate the dick up like pourage

Lionel Messi, the way that i'm scoring

Lil hoe don't text me bout holding a portion

I see what you doing

I know how you moving

To get in my bank account

These bitches be groupies

Like Eazy i'm ruthless

I'll put a dog boy in the POUND

It's on gang i'll put you in the ground

Bob Marley i been had hits since a child

My choppa wailing gotta keep it down

In yo hood you been vacant i stay in the house

In yo hood you been vacant i stay in it

In yo bitch bed she said we jus lay in it

She pop the head of that cat imma play wit it

Know i'm a beast boy so tell me where Raven is

Yea

Gotta switch the flow up lemme do sum else

Gotta switch yo clothes up that ain't drip oh well

And my wrist look froze up woulda thought it been swelled

Give a hoe cold shoulder's for all the shit she been telling

All the shit she been spreading

All the cap on my name thought she went to New Era

COD she put clips in the drake like she Farah

How shawty let it drip on her waist aloe vera

Yeah hood like Caldera i stay in the warzone, don't come to my area

She said it's like the Sahara whenever it turn ten and get time for y'all to fuck

Gah-damn

That shit saddening

How yo hoe bad and you just so bad at this

I get money bread come in like sandwiches

I go hunting and test out my handling

Showing off brandishing

She on my balls like it's badminton

All these checks come in i send em back handwritten

Way that i'm blessing i stay in the Vatican

She call it Wonderland i call her Allison

I see what you doing

I know how you moving

To get in my bank account

These bitches be groupies

Like Eazy i'm ruthless

I'll put a dog boy in the pound

It's on gang i'll put you in the ground

Bob Marley i been had hits since a child

My choppa wailing gotta keep it down

In yo hood you been vacant i stay in the house

Stay in the crib stay in the top floor stay in the mansion not no apartment

Gon move down to Florida and cool down a bit

All this heat on my head thought that im Chris Evans

Yeah in the human torch form not as Captain America

I do not play by the norms or compare to em

She wanna flex she a whore shits embarrassing

I keep that stick on the floor like a Baronet

Yeah

Considered a threat and im not even holding it

Damn

Catcher in the rye i been feeling like Holden did

Im tryna go to the city i'm tryna light up a ciggy hit up the club hear some keys n get jiggy

Meet a lil treesh hit the streets see her titties

Yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah okay

Put that shit on gang

Bitch i put that shit on schlack

Bitches feeling hurt

If they hurt

Get ddddddrrrrrrrr murked