Vanilla Soft Serve lyrics
by Ruben Slikk
[Intro: Lofty305]
Its the base head cap right
Lil b*tch, get that
And I'm the motherf*cking black mac
Chyea
[Verse 1: Lofty305]
I'm going in yall n*ggas going impster
I'm getting high cause I know its the answer
You try to romance a girl go dancer
I check her bank and i long di*k lance her
Not a black panther, blacked out voltron
Connect the rhymes like electrons
Protons
Make a beat and flow uh
Rolling blunts, smoke one
Strictly rich b*tches i ain't f*ckin with the broke ones
Its the shogun
Leave a microphone broken
Just like the hoes cause its poetry emotion
Potent
f*cking with the purest of the cocaine
Rolling
The n*ggas selling purple, potion
Gotta have tokens, to get in the game
Super soak it, ya you know im wetting your team
Out spoken, i ain't never threaten the lane
Quit hating motherf*cker you be getting a scene
[Verse 2: Lofty305]
Metro zu coming base shooting plasma
Outer space cannons, f*ck n*ggas have spasms
Grab em, by their shirt collars tell them wake up
b*tch you know i nutted on your girlfriends face, what
b*tch you know was dripping on down to her a-cup
Accept the fact that you wifed up a sl*t
Uh
Stay blunt and stay Jed up
Stay paid if forever getting blazed up
And when a b*tch lookie lookie i amaze her
And if she stingy with the cookie i dont chase her
Keep it plain uh, no i dont date her
I dont own nobody you can take her
I tell her bye it was fly see you later
She dont even wanna leave she a flaker
She wanna swagged out cyber punk skater
Now I'm going out of town just to shake her
(chyea)
[Verse 3: Ruben Slikk]
She wanna a n*gga who can get a b*tch the good di*k
Ruben slikk came through and the jug thick
Yea, thick syrup for the 40
Make drip drop for the cup in the morning
Chyea, i stay fiending for the green mayne
Lacing it put the f*cking hat to the shish, yes yes!
And you going n*gga macking
Beat the pus*y up till i make the sh*t queef
And im back in the booth smoking weed getting high
Yea my n*gga thats the truth
Got the hash in the joint so you know we getting splifted
Told the f*cking hoe go head get richter
On the f*cking di*k when she rise it, hard
Smoking on my dope, yes i serve hard
Rocked up caine and i got it for the low
400 for the half, 800 for the o, go go