V Neck Lyrics

Money calling i got me bout 3 phones

Money calling i got me bout 3 texts

Yea

Money calling i got me bout two phones

Feel like Kobe I'm pouring up 2 4s

Niggas know me they telling me kuddos

Lil baddie trynna hop in the 2 door

And my jacket not fendi it's Hugo

And the weed got me higher than Pluto

Shawty say she wan fuck I be cool doe

Think she trynna finnese me for two oz

Money calling i got me bout 3 texts

Nigga hating I told him that we next

I just hoped in the game like a ps

When they killed my lil hommie got depressed

I was trynna put a opp on a vneck

Nigga talking that shit ain't got me stressed

I just walked in the club and got 3 cheques

Niggas knowing exactly how we step

Gotta get to the money it's crucial

Used to rock hand me down new shoes

In my city I'm one of The Who's who

I get straight to the point like a pool cue

And bitch I been sick it ain't curable

Hand in my pockets no arms reach

I get high as a bitch like themoon do

She get straight to the head like the booze do

Niggga hating get turned to a white tee

I ain't asking for nothing politely

We just pull up and shoot it like spike lee

Bitch u kno I got drip like a IV

Nigga talking that shit on my IG

Might get shot like a picture for ID

I keep telling the Opps where to find me

I keep telling the opps where to reach me

Pop a pill and I'm rolling like sixties

I sipped lean til it fucked with my kidneys

I get lit but I handle my bidness

I been grinding for days wit da same clothes

On the highway we ducking the plain clothes

Tryna get to the bag it's the main focus

If we kick it we chasing the same goals

Money calling i got me bout two phones

Feel like Kobe I'm pouring up 2 4s

Niggas know me they telling me kuddos

Lil baddie trynna hop in the 2 door

And my jacket not fendi it's Hugo

And the weed got me higher than Pluto

Shawty say she wan fuck I be cool doe

Think she trynna finnese me for two oz

Money calling i got me bout 3 texts

Nigga hating I told him that we next

I jus hoped in the game like a ps

When they killed my lil hommie got depressed

I was trynna put a opp on a vneck

Nigga talking that shit ain't got me stressed

I jus walked in the club and got 3 cheques

Niggas knowing exactly how we step