VC Freestyle Lyrics

Lost some bros, now I'm in the stu grindin'

Linked up with og, wrist be shinin (Shineee)

In Atlanta, with Kapo we be slidin

Don play with ya life cuz my hittaz they wyldin

Got some shooters, hot like Hooters, In and Out the cut

He was dissin till we came through shot the party up

They ain't want the beef cuz of how we cook it up

She ain't know vcmanny

Tell that bitch go look it up

With these cartis on I can see the hoe in you

Aint trip about a bitch I could buy like 4 of you

Drank come in seals dirty up my Mountain Dew

Double cup, throw some jolly's

Pour me up a muddy deuce

Dior Jordan's cost a light 20 racks

Stripper on my dick

Sike naw she on my gat

Crusin' in a forigen like a seatbelt we be strapped

Talkin' he gon kill me, now he all up in a pack

Double up the work like I double up my cup

You og was a pussy like a turkey he got stuffed

Runnin' round the couve with the nina tucked

Cuz if I see somebody getting buked

I'm ballin why these pussys wanna get me

Break you bitches heart thas why she gettin' senti

Know some killers

Boy don't test me

I ain't chase no beef I jus end it with the red beam

Red beam liver red, filled with red lean

Ameri jeans, russian cream, filled with 6 g's

Two fours Inna drank gon be a good sleep

Fuck around watch you end up on a tee

Got some shooters, hot like Hooters, In and Out the cut

He was dissin till we came through shot the party up

They ain't want the beef cuz of how we cook it up

She ain't know vcmanny

Tell that bitch go look it up

With these cartis on I can see the hoe in you

Aint trip about a bitch I could buy like 4 of you

Drank come in seals dirty up my Mountain Dew

Double cup, throw some jolly's

Pour me up a muddy deuce

Second verse like the double to my cup

Heard them pussys dissin really I don't give a fuck

Og always told me fuck the beef jus stack it up

Let the money do the talking

Go and cop the bently truck

Bentley truck, Rolls Royce got the stars when I look up

Lookin up, Vc gang we the hottest up

Out the Couve, red steppin' in some loubs

When you see em forigens speedin know thas my crew

Big bands got em locked up in the safe

Keep it on the hushhhh, CRA up out the way

Tryna motivate like payroll

Get the bag and fuck em dumb hoes

Fuck the dissin, fuck the draco

100 Mill, I'm tryna take home

Crib so fat why it got a gate

I'm my own boss, still ontime if I'm late

Smoking backies in my Tesla dreamin bout the wraith

I'm the brown boy from the couve

With brown bills front his face

Got some shooters, hot like Hooters, In and Out the cut

He was dissin till we came through shot the party up

They ain't want the beef cuz of how we cook it up

She ain't know vcmanny

Tell that bitch go look it up

With these cartis on I can see the hoe in you

Aint trip about a bitch I could buy like 4 of you

Drank come in seals dirty up my Mountain Dew

Double cup, throw some jolly's

Pour me up a muddy deuce