VIETNAM Lyrics

I'm tryna get a hundred bows in and get them bitches gone

I told y'all niggas if it ain't bout money please don't hit my phone

Shout out Rock and Luq and Diko that's my dawg he threw a bone

Im Fancy took her to eat and fucked her good when we got home

I ain't that last bitch ass nigga that you was with so watch your tone

Fresh killer bitch I'm killin' y'all with all this Ricky on

I did this shit and now promoters on my phone ayy

Yeah but I need twenty for a show I'm tryna I'm tryna hit the yams (miami) get bitches out they thong

She tryna fuck told her pull up with all her friends let's get it on

If you know me know Lil' Justo been a problem since a kid

That boy got Zoed ain't say nothin' though he already knowin' what it is

My niggas knowin' what it is yo ho she goin' liquor pourin

She gon' throw it for the kid fuck her and throw it to my twin

See I'm a real slimy guy got a plan to fuck this nigga bitch and poke her till she cry

I hope y'all know I don't give no fuck about what you think bitch you can die

It was just pills gettin' high and now my bills gettin' high

And after all that I been through lil' bitch I'm still gettin' by

This shit get real life like a hill and shit I'm still tryna climb

I got a feel chasin' a mill I'm doin' better with my time

I'm gettin' better with my rhymes I'm gettin' better blockin' people out who fuckin' up my grind

Tell my shorties don't do drugs but I just drunk another line

I told my shorty keep his 40 anywhere we gon' be fine

I got your back so if they got one up on you I got my nine

They be askin' who the fuck is Traci nigga that's my mom

We all soldiers but we ain't fightin' Vietnam

But if they outside on they block at 12 o'clock it's gettin' bombed

Ayy stars in my eyes I got the world in my palms

I went to Europe just to fuck on some white bitches like I'm Tom

I don't know what to believe shit got me damn near readin' psalms

My uncle call me wanna talk tryna convert me to islam

But I done moved way past that I'ma spin back when I got more time

I'm like where the racks at money only thing that's on my mind

They wanna read my mind they wanna see inside

Life on the line but you know me I'm never hidin

Don't wear a mask bro just let me know if you ridin

Couldn't ride my bike far down the block cause they was slidin

My life was like a ladder I'm still tryna climb it

I ain't rushin' shit cause it's gon' come at perfect timing

I'm from the raq you can't sit down you cannot dine in

It ain't come overnight I had to put my time in

You wonder why you never see me cause I'm grindin

I'm with Diq and V just popped a G6 now I'm flyin

Bitch you the same as me I don't know why you cryin

Ain't nobody perfect in this world but shit I'm tryin

Chicago cursed it seem like everybody dyin

If you can't rap it off the top up in the booth we know you lyin