Vomit lyrics
by Capolow
[Intro]
I keep that, I keep
I keep that, I keep that, yeah (Who made the beat? Apollo)
[Chorus]
Ride around with thangs, b*tch, it's common
Throwin' up my gang like it's vomit
Throwin' up like vomit
Ain't f*ckin' with your gang, to be honest
Catch you lackin', I'ma murk you, that's a promise
Yeah, b*tch, I promise
Is you rollin'? b*tch, I might be
Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee
Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me
He makin' threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy
Ride around with thangs, b*tch, it's common
Throwin' up my gang like it's vomit
Throwin' up like vomit
Ain't f*ckin' with your gang, to be honest
Catch you lackin', I'ma murk you, that's a promise
Yeah, b*tch, I promise
Is you rollin'? b*tch, I might be
Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee
Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me
He makin' threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy
Ride around with thangs, b*tch, it's common
Throwin' up my gang like it's vomit
Throwin' up like vomit
Ain't f*ckin' with your gang, to be honest
Catch you lackin', I'ma murk you, that's a promise
Yeah, b*tch, I promise
[Verse]
But I don't need to pop my gun, I pop bottles
I drop bands on n*ggas' heads and f*ck models
I don't f*ck on my fans, that's your problem
And they can't ride through my session, we gon' rob 'em
Ayy, I'm ridin' with a big ass TEC
Fully on this b*tch'll get you wet
Hit my money dance just to flex
I only want the head, no sex
I don't do the romance
Baby, you can pull up your pants
If I give this b*tch a chance
She might try to break my pockets for the rent
[Chorus]
Ride around with thangs, b*tch, it's common
Throwin' up my gang like it's vomit
Throwin' up like vomit
Ain't f*ckin' with your gang, to be honest
Catch you lackin', I'ma murk you, that's a promise
Yeah, b*tch, I promise
Is you rollin'? b*tch, I might be
Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee
Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me
He makin' threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy
Ride around with thangs, b*tch, it's common
Throwin' up my gang like it's vomit
Throwin' up like vomit
Ain't f*ckin' with your gang, to be honest
Catch you lackin', I'ma murk you, that's a promise
Yeah, b*tch, I promise
Is you rollin'? b*tch, I might be
Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee
Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me
He makin' threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy