Vip Lap lyrics

[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]
It's a movie when we see yours
He come 'round, he not from 'round, we turn him 'round, he detour
It's on me right now, these Adderalls, they got me p-noid
Couple n*ggas gave us problems, final outcome, destroy
He survived, we hit him though, his skin sizzlin', keloid
I grew up a savage, heartless like my mama, got my daddy habits
Grip the 'matic, dump the clip, the handle melted, sh*t was plastic
If I pull up, I get me one, at least a killer's average
Luka Dončić, I'm a Mavеrick
Opps know we back
Money on his head, bank green, this a opеn bag
I'm gon' like the picture, confirmation that we smoked his ass
We ain't get no news after the mission, but I hope it's bad
Big homie is idle, he don't care 'cause he don't know his dad
Only trust these hammers
Nipsey asked me where I see myself, ain't have no answer
Bald head clip look like it sheltered those with cancer
Gettin' head, my phone ring, I'll call you back, Grandma
This one got a switch, so it don't matter if you runnin' out
Granny left a message, said a prayer, she love me lot
Least they get is broken bones, stitches, cuts, bloody clots
n*gga he was with wasn't even bangin', he got buddy shot
Life's fabulous, my cougar look like Emily
Caught up in that V, don't make it easy, that's a Kennedy
I won't lie, they scored, but if we keepin' count, it's ten to three
She just need a flight, her carry-on, and some Hennessy
We ghost n*ggas
What you see ain't what you get, they cappin', that be most n*ggas
I just wanna hustle 'round, my marathon be prolific
All that actin' grown like he crazy got his soul lifted
Feed him to the demons, I just tell the dogs to go get it
[Verse 2: Leaf Ward]
If we slide, catch his body, what you got to swap?
We got another bucket if you got the drop
We spend money 'cause we got a lot
I'm a cold shooter and I got the shot
Had to leave the city when we got it hot
f*cked around and f*cked off a dub on Prada
I f*ck around and really hit a model in the squatter
We signed it in blood, I'm Mad Max off shottas
Everybody ain't got a body, but they all ridin'
I really put ten killers at a round table
We fire sticks, we ain't usually around cable
We did it with the 'caine way before it sound able
I ain't need a label and I wasn't rich, but I was stable
The realest n*gga in it, man, this ain't no f*ckin' gimmick
They came down shootin', we ain't run no f*ckin' scrimmage
We do the Hellcat, the Rambo, and it ain't rented, but you know it's tinted
Peep 'em squintin' tryna see who in it
Every single day, I'm tore, I still made it through the war
Gettin' busy in Dior, give them killers a reward
Spill his blood, leave him Crip, but we ain't even gon' trip
sh*t gon' kick, but I'm a vet, so I control it with the grip
Know for sure my mom tired of me, but more so, she proud of me
We go ah-ah-ah, it ain't no eye-for-eye with me
I show you how to move, it ain't no way that you should lose
I tried followin', but n*ggas made me say f*ck the rules