SUITE LIFE OF BRINGING A VEST TO THE FUNCTION IN VEGAS ft. XIOMARI Lyrics

(Your suite isn't ready yet,

But someone was looking for you)

(Fuck, dude I just- ugh

I got ice cream melting.. in this bitch like

I just deleted my verse, like it's kinda- its kinda shit right now

Okay? Word)

Ripped up jeans with HOGLEG on

Blonde ass bitch she sing me songs

Puttin' addys in my mouth

I'm too focused to say I'm gone

Rollin up another blunt

These pretty bitches got me stuck

My Whip Too Fast to take a Plane

Why my day ones weird as fuck?

They see me winnin' like I'm Goofy

Call me dead like damn it suits me

If you want my bank account

Then bring a vest and try to shoot me

Cruise control I'm on my shit

You playin checkers, I play chess

I'm off my socials for two months

You still writing to make a diss

(You know I recorded half this in my apartment

And half this in a Publix parking lot

The other half of this in I don't even know where)

Check. (Ay ay)

Bring a vest, bitch- shit

Internet

Internet

Internet

Internet

Beefing, so quiet be intimate

I like em when they get wild and kill a man

I like it when I get filed as innocent

OJ

OJ

OJ

OJ

All these pussy hoes wan play play, beyblade

Saying my name with a stank face, kk

Purple silly bandz on the AK- DRAKAY

Shooting my nut on they fay fay- fay fay

You gotta be kidding me

I'm the one outchea, I'm the one running, ay

And they ain't fending me (what?)

Guess you an OP boy, talking behind me, ay!

I know y'all feds be listening

Seeing them lights go glistening

Y'all see my neck be twinkling

Asking when mans went missing

Stopping me, asking for witnesses (Ay)

Imma be quiet... that's none of my business (Ay)

I don't pick images, Imma stay silent

I don't give hints, and I don't share visions, ay!

(Let's get some peanuts-

Peanuts?

Peanuts man

Ohh, Jesus-

Two Cuba libres, beer and mescal on the side

You got it)