VIP lyrics

[Intro]
(Da Realest)
Ghetto gospel, n*gga
Know what the f*ck goin' on, n*gga, it's summertime, n*gga
Pull them motherf*ckin' cars out, ice out, n*gga
Bring them stacks out, n*gga
Let's get it, yeah

[Verse 1]
Labels call my phone and they ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t
Hung up on they ass, told 'em call back when they get some sense
f*ck I look like signin' a deal to get some crumbs? (That's nothin')
When I can make that sh*t right here sittin' in the slums
I'm a boss and you a bum, I sh*t on n*ggas for fun (For fun)
Beat your ass one-on-one, tell cuddy, "Hold my gun"
n*gga, play with us and you done
Knock him down, here go a dub (Here go a dub)
Soon as I got the news, I celebrated at the club (Yeah, Da Realest)
I'm in V.I.P. where n*ggas can't get close to me (f*ck on)
Knew she wanted me to f*ck before she even spoke to me (Facts)
He keep pullin' out his money, boy, that ain't no loaf to me (Put that sh*t up, n*gga)
I'll spend that sh*t in here and make it back before we leave (Yeah)
I'm a big dog, petty-ass n*gga, don't get me p*ssed off (Boy)
Time to start ballin' on n*ggas, here go the tip-off (Let's go)
She gon' suck the soul out a n*gga, then wipe my di*k off (Ayy, ayy)
And I'ma leave a stack on the dresser before I dip off (Ayy), yeah
[Chorus]
In the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me (n*ggas can't touch me)
41 Rollie, chain on, buffies (Hey, buffies)
All these n*ggas hate me, but the hoes love me (Love me)
Time to start ballin', think I'm gettin' rusty (Let's go, n*gga)
In the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me (I'm in the V.I.P.)
I'm in the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me (You know where I'm at, n*gga)
All these n*ggas hate me, but the hoes love me (f*ck y'all n*ggas)
Time to start ballin', think I'm gettin' rusty (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
I'm into fast cars, big money, and bad b*tches (Bad b*tches)
You into di*k-pullin' these n*ggas and ass-kissin' (Clown)
She know I'm bossed up, I ain't sh*t like her last n*gga (Nah)
Got a sale for a slab and a half, give me five minutes (I'm on my way, Da Realest)
Pull up in a Phantom with the suicide doors (Yup)
Got these n*ggas ready commit suicide, though (We make 'em kill theyself)
We come for business, but we ain't got no suit and ties on (Nah)
Jeans Amiri, red bottoms brand new with rhinestones
I'm from the city where n*ggas love to get they shine on
You from the city where n*ggas love to talk to five-oh
Like Uncle Trick Trick, it ain't no motherf*ckin' fly zone (Ayy)
I just sold five 'bows, got a sale for five more, n*gga (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
In the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me (You know where I'm at, n*gga)
41 Rollie, chain on, buffies (Iced Rollie)
All these n*ggas hate me, but the hoes love me (n*ggas hate it)
Time to start ballin', think I'm gettin' rusty (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
In the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me (In the V.I.P.)
I'm in the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me (Ayy, bring them bottles out)
All these n*ggas hate me, but the hoes love me (Yeah, yeah)
Time to start ballin', think I'm gettin' rusty (Huh? Da Realest)
[Outro]
Huh
'41 Rollie, chain on, buffies
n*ggas hate me, but these hoes love me
Start ballin', think I'm gettin' rusty
In the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me
I'm in the V.I.P. where n*ggas can't touch me
All these n*ggas hate me, but the hoes love me
Time to start ballin', think I'm gettin' rusty