Vacant House lyrics

[Intro]
(48 Hertz)
Ayy
Yeah
For sure
(Prezzley P.'ll get you popped, n*gga, get your ass popped, boy)
Get you popped (Prezzley P.'ll get you popped, n*gga)
Ayy

[Verse]
n*ggas know I'ma trap out the vacant
And you know once you trapped, no escaping
Up the strap 'cause I ain't sh*t to play with
n*gga said I remind him of Radric
Ayy, I was whippin' the Porsche on the highway
Gotta know I was flippin' the gauges
Ayy, and I'm finally goin' on tour
When they let all my dogs out the cages
Ayy, n*gga, you ain't gettin' no paper, uh
We can't conversate it
Send a sniper to confiscate you
You think she'll let mе f*ck, no date?
You think she'll come and suck all day?
Shе don't even know my name like Tray
Big CEO Trayle, b*tch
I was countin' money, eatin' kales, b*tch
I was eatin' salmon and mac
Ayy, they say I need a crown for the trap
It was lost, but I'm bringin' it back
He an opp, then we swingin' the TEC, ayy
Walk -own shooter, so you know Trayle ain't ever gon' sneak from the back
Ayy, I'm a nighttime mover, full time shooter, I like my car color black
n*gga like me, I'ma fire up the weed
Broke n*gga, he'll spark up a Black
I'm the type n*gga gon' pay all the fee
Broke n*gga gon' argue the check
I'm the type n*gga don't argue with b*tches
Broke n*gga gon' argue with that
I'm the type n*gga pop Percs all day
Still eatin', but, n*gga, I'm just not gettin' fat
Earlier, I popped a ten, when it wore off, I popped a thirty
These n*ggas act like they only wanna see me win, but I told 'em cut it
Ayy, dropped off a package, b*tch, same time picked Ben up, then I skrrted
Ayy, and I do mathematics, but back when I was in school, b*tch, I used to cut it
Look at my wrist, we flooded
Look at my b*tch, wanna f*ck her, don't you?
n*ggas only want my b*tch 'cause she my b*tch, you know that's f*cked up, don't you?
n*gga, I be foreign car drag car racin'
Ayy, Uno for the drip, call Jason
I ain't even f*ck that b*tch, she was in my ho Instagram DMs hatin'
Ayy, somethin' like a mental patient
n*gga, talk sh*t, AK it, ayy
Or we ain't talkin' bricks, stop playin', ayy
Or we could boss sh*t, stop playin'
You know how much I done made off white sand?
Rob me, that's the wrong n*gga, right plan
Comeback kid, get 'em quick like sand
And I move a big white b*tch worth Xan'
n*gga get money, but he got no plan
Room full of real n*ggas, and I bet you can't spot your mans
I been poppin' Percs since 2013, as of now, can't pop no Xans
These n*ggas flex, doin' all this and that, best believe them is not your bands
Still ain't did nothin', n*gga popped your mans
I was trappin' out the taco stand
Ayy, get popped, bein' Macho Man
Ayy, big Glock if you not no fan
Big CEO put a b*tch in a trance
Ayy, n*gga, send cash first
'Cause I'm tryna get paid in advance, ayy
He feelin' bad 'cause I got me a stick and that boy got a knife in his hand