Vanishin’ (OG) lyrics
by Summrs
[Intro: Summrs]
b*tch, If I give you ten
Go zip that n*gga
Go flip that n*gga
You'll kill him, n*gga
I'ma split you, n*gga
It's been real, n*gga
[Verse 1: Summrs]
Look at my f*cking wrist that bih so motherf*ckin' ice
And ion check the price, I'll buy if it’s nice
I'm clutching some sh*t so f*cking big, yea, end your life
n*gga, clutching the f*cking sig I'm finna end his life
We don't f*ck with no f*cking pigs, all my n*ggas shiesty
All my n*ggas so f*cking slime, it get real slimey
Trying to keep up with my life, it get real pricey
Yea, hang out the roof, nothing to do
Know all my n*ggas gon' shoot, yeah
Do it to you, do it to him
f*ck that n*gga and his crew
b*tch, I'm gone off blues
Look at my fit, cost as much as juice
Hey, we loose screws
Pop my sh*t, I pop my sh*t on you
Finna up a hundred on the 'Gram, f*ck cam
So rich, I could buy a Lamb'
Up in the four-door Porsche Panamera
Put that sh*t on camеra
Hitting his b*tch with stamina
I don't give a f*ck 'bout nobody kill my manager
Need anger managеment
This b*tch a fan and sh*t
She don't eat di*k? I'm vanishing
Yeah, lil' b*tch, I'm gone
In my f*cking zone, n*gga, what you on?
I'm putting my sh*t on
These sticks, these sticks, they break that n*gga bone
I don't rock Vlone, b*tch, I'm alone
Come in my f*cking home, I'ma get your sh*t gone
Lil'-ass boy, b*tch-ass n*gga, I'm grown
Yeah, Bring hers alone
Hitting this b*tch from the back while she giving me dome
Yeah, up in my zone, up in my zone
Know you can hear it in this song
Yeah, AR-15 got a sight, Glock 19 got a pipe
Pouring codeine in the Sprite, f*ck the hype
b*tch, I'm very hype
[Open Verse]