Thumbin lyrics

[Intro: vanidied]
Go, yeah, go
Woah, woah
Woah (Ayy, pmshowdem some), bop, bop, bop, bop

[Chorus: vanidied]
I got a bag, thumbin'
I got a clip, that sh*t hold a hundred
On your feed, Vani what she hummin'
On your feed, Vani what she bumpin'
Old ho, she a bucket
Your ho what I'm dubbin'
Call your bluff, know that you frontin'
Hop in the Lamb', b*tch, I'ma gun it
‎Pm on the beat, b*tch, I'ma run it
Whatever you did, I already done it
Whatever I done, gotta do again
Girl, we at the end
Don't want you, b*tch, want your friend
Your n*gga a rat, know he gonna bend
Boy, I do it better, I hope I ain't offend

[Verse 1: vanidied]
Ten racks up in my wallet, I'm 'bout to make a deposit
Tryna get in to my pocket, I'm with your ho, n*gga, watch it
They be like, "Vani, drop it," we know that you don't got it
What I want, b*tch, I bought it
I been goin' up, take off like a rocket
You been goin' down, n*gga, you are not it
Shе off of the Perc', thinkin' I'm hypnotic
You wanted a vеrse, n*gga, I forgot it
That n*gga really a bot
G-19 in my spot, n*gga get hit with that dot
Big body coupe off the lot (Skrrr)
My n*gga whippin' that pot
She likin' my vibe, yeah, I get that a lot
Know she wanna get live, yeah, I get that a lot
Yeah, I get that a lot, yeah, I get that a lot
Yeah, I get that a lot, know I get that a lot
[Verse 2: Ckjayy]
She know that I'm gettin' a lot, a lot of guap
Fully automatic chopper, tryna make his heart stop
b*tch, I'm ridin' in an all black Tonka and I'm sippin' Wockhardt
Catch you out of bounds with all that talkin', all you hear is, "Fah, fah"
b*tch, I be ridin' with choppers and pistols
They came with extendos, we get on your ass
b*tch, I be slidin', I'm really official
I came out the trenches, look out for the rag
These n*ggas be hidin' and not really killin'
I swear they some b*tches, they been come and brag
And stop all the cryin', lil' b*tch, you not innocent
You know what you did, just leave it in the past
I won't f*ck no old ho and I won't clutch no old pole
b*tch, I'm takin' what you owe for, b*tch, I'm ridin' with a .44
That chopper take his nose off, he lookin' like he Voldemort
And I tell her take her clothes off, she get wet off this Audemar

[Chorus: vanidied]
I got a bag, thumbin'
I got a clip, that sh*t hold a hundred
On your feed, Vani what she hummin'
On your feed, Vani what she bumpin'
Old ho, she a bucket
Your ho what I'm dubbin'
Call your bluff, know that you frontin'
Hop in the Lamb', b*tch, I'ma gun it
‎Pm on the beat, b*tch, I'ma run it
Whatever you did, I already done it
Whatever I done, gotta do again
Girl, we at the end
Don't want you, b*tch, want your friend
Your n*gga a rat, know he gonna bend
Boy, I do it better, I hope I ain't offend