VANILLASKIES lyrics
by Griselda
[Intro: Estee Nack & Westside Gunn]
Haha-hahahahaha (Boom-boomboom-boom-boom-boomboom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!), woo
Runnin' up to the ring with the stick in here, n*gga, you know what I mean
It's motherf*ckin' menacin', son (That's all? Hahahaha)
(Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot! Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!)
Asi es que lo hacemos
A ustedes se les da su par de petazos
Toma!
(Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot!)
Problema, son (Yeah!)
[Verse 1]
Haze, I been that n*gga since those days (Yo!)
[?] steppin', I like my dough glazed (Ching!)
You got ho ways (sh*t)
pus*y ass n*ggas, I know they won't raid (No!)
Shut 'em down like Blockbuster and Video Craze, whole case top gunner (Brrt)
Took out his block runnin', you can bet yo ass it's gon' be a hot summer, boom (Bang!)
Glock thunder (Boom!)
Smokin' that same old dirt you get dropped under, park the Tundra (Skrrt)
Sinaloa locos, see me sayin' "¡Ay, caramba!" (Dios mio!)
Puppetmaster pullin' the strings like the pimps and pastors (That's me)
We survivin' environment disasters, single mothers raisin', all of their kids is bast*rds (Coño!)
Jesus wept, seein' Lazaru's death and it made the n*gga live after, big trapper (Trap)
Juug resurrection (We must live)
Poppers askin' me questions, but ain't no recollection (Yo no se!)
Your mans gave up the statement, I suggest he bail it or get protection (Money!)
Best cut 'em off from affiliates or connection (Ad-lib)
I been the sh*t since sh*t, been the sh*t, I shoot at the Benedict (Bow-bow!)
Traitor made an interpretation then I ended it (Oh)
Twelve Gate, way to heaven I'm enterin', big ol' Bently, use on my benefit (The space sh*t)
So the f*ck? What if I rented it, broke ass n*gga (Shut the f*ck up, n*gga)
f*ck, don't you do it there, son (You do it!)
Stop pocket watchin', and get your own sh*t, yo, son (You n*ggas is broke, man)
Vanilla skies (Cruisin')
Been goin' hard for mad years, still I'm fly (Flyest)
There's some foul sh*t in my life, forever I'm villainized, energised (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Daily movin' precise, see the kid is wise (Aha)
Thotty said she really want me to split her thighs, hit it live (Mami!)
Dominican n*ggas that blendin' others stick to their drive ([?])
Young trenis slangin' nickels and dimes ([?])
Kept his mouth shut and did his time (He a real n*gga)
We sip vintage wine, now we puttin' mathematics up in his mind, yo (Peace, god)
I Ching, the Book of Changes (Uh)
Best friends becomin' strangers and entertainin', death in the slum, it's dangerous
American ghetto slash gun rangin' (Bow-bow-bow-bow!)
Faces on front pages (Yay!)
Lustin' power, we makin' dumb wages, stupid blocka (Ching!)
Los chalito buena cartera (Money!)
Maison Margiela, mirrors on the cabecera (Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding)
You can see me in the streets, n*gga, tamo' fuera (We outside!)
Mami chula say she a freak y le lamo su pela
Que lo que dame tu look
Ponme claro que tamo' bien chucky
Tu sabe siempre de desorden
Siempre desarreglo
[Bridge: Estee Nack & Westside Gunn]
Son los [?] nada ma' (Oh yeah)
[?] (Aha)
Nunca he podido hacerle boca porque todo lo que se transmite es a la obra de Dios
Y asi mismito se tiene que dar de entender que es ley (Woo!)
Okay? (Brrt!)
Los verdaderos daddy (Brrt!)
Brrt! Brrt!
Brrt!
[Outro]
Si lo aceptamos tu y yo que le importa eso a ninguno
Ayy
Si lo aceptamos tu y yo que le importa eso a ninguno
Bi-di-di-bi-di-di-bi-bi-bi-di-bi-bi-bi
Bi-di-bim-bim-bim-bim-bim-bim
Bim-bim-bim-bim-bim-bim
Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bim
Bi-di-di-ding-ding-bi-di-di-di-ding (Hahahahahaha)