D to the A (Remix) lyrics

by

Yung Vacuum Cleaner


[Intro]
From a the d to the a imma run it all day
Knockin on my grind like why you in my way
Trucking through these hoes like a lineman in his stance
She securing the bag so she trying In my pants
She say Im getting bigger like I’m changing up the font
Only 15 and getting hoes from Vermont
She sticking with me cause ik exactly what she want
Staying with the code I can nvr wife a thot



[Verse 1]
I can make your a wife a thot
I don't think to stop
Running b*tches up
Still booln out the lot
Your time is over I ain't even check the watch
Where is your career let's ask the magic conch
Is it here? (No)
What is he ( a hoe)
Vac and Trap about to (blow)
With the adlib flow
With Ze accents woah
Let me check my adsense oh
Pull up a with a bad b*tch
And Leave like your dad did

[Verse 2]
You say you got a girl but that b*tch she a trans
But these hoes half ass it like b*tch use two hands
Get the new whip then take off the top
Ain’t nothing I can do just ask the magic conch
You the type to buy some skittles I’m the type to buy a watch
You can pay me for a feature but your girl will get the hots
Imma run it up twice you just sit there and watch
Me and yung vacuum on the beat secureing the top


[Verse 3]
Let me break it down
Just sit back and f*cking watch it
Im making racks you still ain't come out the closet
Yo b*tch she is a trans a fake man
Like Aaron with the fake Vans
Pull in the fake Van and report the news
"Channel Seven heres the nudes 20 b*tches from your local School"
Making sh*t splash like the f*cking local pool
If you want the smoke come here and pass the Juul

[Verse 4]
Turn on channels 7 for your local news
Yea we the headlines taking all the views,the Glock it got a timer but you can’t defuse
5 4 3 2 1 take your last view
From the a to the d remix b*tch we told you
This a remake that’s the old news
556 burning hot that’s the cold truth
Keep talkin sh*t they gon have to burry you
Me and vacuum f*ck your b*tch and her friend to

[Verse 5]
MineCraft crafting wrist look black and blue
Run up on your b*tch she laughin then we stuck like glue
(Remeber that sh*t)
Its the Vac and Trap connection
Too much heat just like convection
Said you dropped heat
Played the tape and hit the snooze
Swear that sh*t so trash got more hype off the blues
All you get is boo's I drip Rick Flair get the woo's
Where your bars ask blue still don't got a clue
Whose the best rapper like EA pay the price to choose
Locked behind a paywall get a feature maybe two
Just like Vondy I make trash then blame on you
You recycle bars every track like deja vu
Trappy choose the beat i drop verse then back to you

[Outro]
From a the d to the a imma run it all day
Knockin on my grind like why you in my way
Trucking through these hoes like a lineman in his stance
She securing the bag so she trying In my pants
She say Im getting bigger like I’m changing up the font
Only 15 and getting hoes from Vermont
She sticking with me cause ik exactly what she want
Staying with the code I can nvr wife a thot

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