Through The Vines* lyrics

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[Intro]
(Zerby)
Ayy, okay

[Verse]
Shades on, double cup sippin'
007, it's a real mission
Okay, I'm James Bond, I'ma go get 'em
Like, what type time he on? I'm going Gorilla (Okay)
I put the pounds up in the attic, got the money in the basement
I couldn't even f*ck with her, I had to get replacement
He want me on his song but that n*gga can't get placements
We can't even get along if you be thinking basic
I'ma run it up n*gga and I ain't talking Asics
I was rolling za' and sipping drank before I was famous
They'll do anything to make a name, it made me so sick
I'm in a different lane, I'm in the sky with the orbits
Ooh, I hit my Diddy bop
b*tch, I don't Milly Rock, tell her "Make them titties pop"
I make your city hot, pull up with them wheelies out
Four in the double cup, we got it from the Waffle House
Ooh, chopper, he walk it out
Uh, f*ck is he talkin' 'bout?
Don't gotta block in front of me but I'ma chalk him out
He tried to hide from me, I'm in the bushes in front his house
Ayy, I, look at my watch, can't see the time
I'm on another level, I just want a piece of mind
You ask me how I'm doing, always tell you that I'm fine
Just read between the lines, I'm growing through the vines with this sh*t
'Cause I ain't lying to you
I be always keeping it real like I ain't hiding the truth
You be mad as a b*tch 'cause I be higher than you
I ain't f*ckin' with them n*ggas, I'm only fly with the crew
I be rolling off the gas, think I'm in love with the goop
When them boys get on your ass you gon' be mad you do what you do
Watch them slidin' through the roof, they come from coupe to coupe
I was raised around the ones so you know I would be one too
I'm a renegade, n*gga, I'ma go against f*ckin' anything
I don't care about them n*ggas, they ain't with the gang
She gon' spin, come back around, just like a boomerang
Packed out like Bootytang, n*gga
I know I do the thang, n*gga
I got like 2 Chainz, n*gga
Better yet, like twenty chains, n*gga
Better yet like a hundred chains, n*gga
This sh*t ain't ever been a thing, walk in and I just make it rain
Back then, I prolly hit a stain, my brodie goin' brain for brain
Kick sh*t like Jet Li, I, know they can't feel me, I
Can't let them kill me, I, keep that thing with me, I
Still makin' plays around the nation, I got that number one sensation
She like "It's hot in here babe", she dropped it down and went crazy (Yeah)
I put the pedal to the metal then I go for the moon
I ain't worried 'bout them n*ggas, I broke out my cocoon
You gotta go do what you do, b*tch, get out of your mood
I got a different type of sauce, this sh*t didn't ride with the pool
I don't care who you with, n*gga, so put them fists up
Say he wanna fight, hold up, is it a stick up?
If you say you got smoke, then put your blick up
He thought he was a big problem, that boy a hiccup (Hiccup)