​email lyrics

[Intro]
The following is a DFN presentation
Viizzi

[Chorus]
Please don't call and don't send me any emails
I don't wanna talk, baby, can you spare the details?
And you know my fit go hard, I got it all for retail
Viizzi going far, yeah, been climbing up a steep hill
And you know I'm headed for the top, headed for the top
b*tch, you know I sell it out the sock, sell it out the sock
And you know I gotta keep a Glock, gotta keep a Glock, tucked

[Verse]
Heard you wanna talk, you're in my section
Bullets fly in opposite directions
Carry me a blade and a Wesson
Hollow tips the only stocks that I invest in
Pull up with a gun, do not run this a face-off
My b*tch got some cake, she win gold at a bake-off
Police on my ass, driving fast, I can't shake off
So I put my foot on the gas and I take off
I got some bands in my hands, finna throw 'em, watch her dance
And you know I'm rich forever, b*tch, my money Peter Pan
Yeah, I pour a four while I let it blow at the show
Let these b*tches know who the f*ck the G.O.A.T
b*tch, it's me
Sixteen months, I came in and I took over the scene
Sixteen b*tches all over my meat because I'm clean
I can't take these pills no more
Blood is leaking on the floor
[Chorus]
Please don't call and don't send me any emails
I don't wanna talk, baby, can you spare the details?
And you know my fit go hard, I got it all for retail
Viizzi going far, yeah, been climbing up a steep hill
And you know I'm headed for the top, headed for the top
b*tch, you know I sell it out the sock, sell it out the sock
And you know I gotta keep a Glock, gotta keep a Glock, tucked
(It's never over)