Do It 4 The Vine lyrics

Quickly to judge, but nah, I'm not Simon
n*ggas will talk all this sh*t to your back, in your face they be silent
b*tches don't realize the silence I find it so sad I'll be stringing out violence
Never had a fight but you know I'll be violent
Never been pen, but you know I had biros
See, I came across all of these diamonds
Travel was worth all this mileage
But I'm still ringing out all of these sirens
Don't like the police but you know I like firemen
Loving my sweet, but I'm hating these liars
Shots I be giving feel like I've been frying
I'm hiring these b*tches then giving them fines

Eleven shots on my own
God knows who's taking me home
These b*tches will hate and talk bad on the phone
See 'em in person when they're all alone

No, I ain't gonna do it, but I do it for the Vine
Know a couple hoes that would do it for the wine
Only a couple n*ggas to holla at my line

[Hook x2]
Do it for the Vine
Do it for the Vine
Do it for the, do it for the, do it for the Vine