Vince Carter lyrics

[Intro: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Come on, GlockBoyz, n*gga

[Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Ayy, I love the trap, I hate these trap n*ggas
Man, I get cheese like I'm a rat, but I hate rat n*ggas
I got new sauce, you ever leave the crib? Then keep that strap with you
n*gga, real beef, some days, I don't sleep, I'm tryna whack n*ggas
We turnt the hood up, got the city buzzin'
Man, if the opps wasn't so scary, we'd catch 'em clubbin'
sh*t, I don't barely f*ck with Boom 'cause he be mad for nothin'
Wack jumper like Frank G, but still'll whack something

[Verse 2: RTB MB]
Shh, why these n*ggas tellin' sh*t?
See an opp, get the chop, make him dance, Missy Elliott
I'm only f*cking with the pape', tеll the hoes that I'm celibatе
She gave me head in the Hellcat, I told her that she heaven-sent
We would've got his mans, but his snitchin' ass telling sh*t
'Bout to hide the blues in the tub, man, like I'm Harriet
If she think I'm f*ckin' without the top, she hilarious
b*tch, don't call me by my government on the road, b*tch, I'm Darius

[Verse 3: The Godfather]
Bounce out, get to airin' sh*t
Catch a n*gga slippin' broad day, we ain't sparing sh*t
Real killer, hit you up, then go bury the stick
If I don't make it off the rap, I'ma take me a hit
Yeah, been a gangster since a lil' n*gga
Watch a n*gga turn into a b*tch when that wood hit him
I'm a bully on the block, I'm like Suge, n*gga
Went and put a fully on the Glock, it shoot a lil' different
[Verse 4: RTB Capo]
Yeah, RTB, we outside, so heard they lookin' for us
Call brodie a chef 'cause he be cookin' n*ggas
Just because we went to school, I don't know them n*ggas
Better play your cards right, I got joker with me
RTB, woke up and made ten, that's for breakfast
Hit Target a thirty, they can't check me
GlockBoyz in the cut, he 'bout to stretch you
I got the apes with me too, we 'bout to press you, RTB

[Verse 5: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
I'm high as hell off the Percs and damn near sleep driving
Man, press play on a n*gga block and rewind it
I know some n*ggas makin' hits and I ain't signed an artist
Friendly as hell, I ain't gotta know your name and I'll throw you a party

[Verse 6: RTB MB]
Caught an opp in Davidson, slid in a Harley
Bustin' juggs with my dogs, it's just me and Marley
Pulled out, bust on her eye, I was watchin' Carly
Perc-15 on my white b*tch, she said it's gnarly

[Verse 7: The Godfather]
The dope came clean until I touched it
My dog could've caught him a body, but he rushed it
In public with blicky in my hand, b*tch, I'll bust it
Man, these n*ggas know they can't get up with me 'cause I'm untouchable
[Verse 8: RTB Capo]
RTB, when I was broke, I couldn't call nobody
Lost the keys in the whip, this the push-to-starter
TeeJaee shoot from anywhere, so I call him Harden
Work jumpin' out the gym, call it Vince Carter (RTB)

[Outro]
(Piece of cake)