​v8 pt, 2 lyrics

[Intro]
(Don't come here! Look how much men in midfield!)

[Chorus]
Sippin' on syrup, n*gga, this ain't V8
All white tracksuit, I can't think straight
Do you want a MAC or dinner with Jay?
These n*ggas ain't shootin', these n*ggas cliché
I'm sippin' prometh', this ain't D'Ussé
I'm shootin' that crib, I don't care what who say

[Verse 1]
You not the (Plugg), quit with the frontage
These n*ggas stayed fifty, I kept it a hunnid
I got all the smoke for who want it
All AF1's like, who runnin'?
We the reason why his trap is a fest
Sprayin' sh*t like I'm lookin' for pests
Real shooter, kept the Glock in the desk
I'm in the streets, n*gga, like a protest
Real n*gga, I can't fake it
I got a top hat like I'm Abe Lincoln
Chop' make a n*gga skate, like he ice rinkin'
Hit him in his head, lets see what he thinkin'
It's goin' straight off on the gram
n*gga I dont do no hand to hand
What you gon' say in front of that jury?
What you gon' say in front of that man? (Man)
(Plugg)
[Chorus]
Sippin' on syrup, n*gga, this ain't V8
All white tracksuit, I can't think straight
Do you want a MAC or dinner with Jay?
These n*ggas ain't shootin', these n*ggas cliché
I'm sippin' prometh', this ain't D'Ussé
I'm shootin' that crib, I don't care what who say (Taah)

[Verse 2]
These n*ggas ain't f*ck with me since the start
You say you my dog, you ain't play your part
You say you my dog, but that n*gga switched
Put your mans in a bowl, n*gga, like a fish
Used to be down bad, then I worked
Can't believe they put my bro on a shirt
I'm finna get back, I dont purp
I ain't gon' stop till they in the dirt, yeah
(Plugg)

[Chorus]
Sippin' on syrup, n*gga, this ain't V8
All white track suit, I can't think straight
Do you want a MAC or dinner with Jay?
These n*ggas ain't shootin', these n*ggas cliché
I'm sippin' prometh', this ain't D'Ussé
I'm shootin' that crib, I don't care what who say (Taah)
[Outro]
(Plugg)