Van Gogh ft. Papoose Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Vincent Van Gogh
This art gon' get me rubber bands ho
Starry Night I'm dreaming bout my hands all the cash flow
Couple honies at the pad, they keep throwing ass tho
Dance ho, dance ho, dance ho, dance ho
Fast stepping on the gas, pass stupid ass ho's
Rap how I'm feeling, that's that, I'm an asshole
Cast out my little net, Atlantic that coast
Cash what I'm tryna catch, racks up in that home
I'm like god to you rappers, when you pray I could answer your prayers
Instead of moving like a coward you should handle your fears
I don't care for your tears, I put more guns in niggas hands than the jeweler when he piercing your ears
You really need to watch how you talk, your mouth is breezy
Toes is getting tagged up that's not graffiti
All my moves are camouflaged I doubt you see me
You really tryna be me
I just bought a infrared beam so I'm moving kinda sneaky
I took my gun and attached it to the beam, I'm just tryna melt the TV
You done drive but don't drink, that ain't just a damn quote
If you play with my fucking life I'll slit your damn throat
My weed man in the passenger seat, this some damn smoke
My shooters sit next to me, I keep the trigger man close
A lot of niggas be zoing niggas that's shit I can't cope
Steal from I'll break your fingers, don't get your hand broke
I look up to the Black Panthers, they quick to blam toast
You look up to the pink panther, you just a damn joke
Your clique be singing like Mr. Vandross
I'm from the home of the scammers they swiping like an Instagram post
Vincent Van Gogh
This art gon' get me rubber bands ho
Starry Night I'm dreaming bout my hands all the cash flow
Couple honies at the pad, they keep throwing ass tho
Dance ho, dance ho, dance ho, dance ho
Fast stepping on the gas, pass stupid ass ho's
Rap how I'm feeling, that's that, I'm an asshole
Cast out my little net, Atlantic that coast
Cash what I'm tryna catch, racks up in that home
Wishing for the World to see
World peace, rural streets where I'm from the swirling sea
Was just a stone skip away from getting Pearly rings
Surely this won't be where I cease, It's only early please
Please me, tell me I'm the best and they won't beat me
Peachy, that's how I been feeling when they seeing me
With two hands gripping on a mic likes it's a needle and I'm fiending
Gripping on the mic like it's in need of me
I whip a brush around on a blank canvas
And something special coming out because I'm that lit
Since an adolescent been that way, I'm that kid
Mixing different sounds, cross tapes like it's Datpiff
Bastards wan talk behind my back and they act kin
That's when I draw the line like Van Gogh planning
Canvases, masterpieces, artistry is famine
Famished is what I am, waiting for high fashion
Vincent Van Gogh
This art gon' get me rubber bands ho
Starry Night I'm dreaming bout my hands all the cash flow
Couple honies at the pad, they keep throwing ass tho
Dance ho, dance ho, dance ho, dance ho
Fast stepping on the gas, pass stupid ass ho's
Rap how I'm feeling, that's that, I'm an asshole
Cast out my little net, Atlantic that coast
Cash what I'm tryna catch, racks up in that home