
VINTAGE ft. T!M Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
(You could love me up)
(You could love me up)
(You could love me up)
(You gon give me up)
Picked the fuck up, did you miss the memo?
Bitch ya luck is slippin'
Sippy cup, I'm drippin'
Switch the tissue, duct my blissful wishes
List of fucks I gifted
Frisk my mental, pluck my twisted bristles
Risky business mucked my crystals
Dusted visions touched my system
Lucky nigga
Bumpin' wisdom
Fiscal intent
Fist punch issues
Hit the limit
Whistle lifter
Bitch was trippin'
Penned the indent
Kissed initials
Crimson drippin'
Lift my mitts
I'm pissed I missed him
Switched attention
Wrist was sticky
Slit a river
Ducked my missile
Inches nicked it
Christened fixture
Clubs out now
Hear subs pounding
Substitute my subconscious in front now
Can't front when the pumps in the trunk shot down
They hunt gods down
I don't know what he said
Said it's somethin' bout his town
I don't know where his head is
Shit, somewhere on the ground
Kraven on the trail, misled to the web strung out
Instead of escaping he took himself out
Unlike all the trash in back of my house
Had to handle it, scrambling mouse
Cheese in the trap best, believe he gon' breath in his snout
Enough to achieve mischievous amounts
A mountain of demons we heave on the way to the fountain
Refreshing abundance, you crippled
We snuff your assumptions
Stick six shots, fit snug in this snub I'm adjusting
Fuck 'em roulette like a Russian
Picked the fuck up, did you miss the memo?
Bitch ya luck is slippin'
Sippy cup, I'm drippin'
Switch the tissue, duct my blissful wishes
List of fucks I gifted
Frisk my mental, pluck my twisted bristles
Risky business mucked my crystals
Dusted visions touched my system
Lucky nigga
Bumpin' wisdom
Fiscal intent
Fist punch issues
Hit the limit
Whistle lifter
Bitch was trippin'
Penned the indent
Kissed initials
Crimson drippin'
Lift my mitts
I'm pissed I missed him
Switched attention
Wrist was sticky
Slit a river
Ducked my missile
Inches nicked it
Christened fixture