vitaminz ft. 4FATE Lyrics

Hey Lotus, when'd you hit that plug

One more week till I turn my fucking album in

Smoking weed, yeah I take my fucking vitamins

Making bread like all damn week we do all kinds of shit

Man I'm grinding all the time, they do the opposite

I was eating cup o' noodles from that corner store

I done locked in so hard they can't even steal the flow

Bitch I'm lit yeah and I'm native like Geronimo

Drive this whip so hard that they can't see me anymore

One more week, till I turn my fucking album in

Smoking weed, yeah I take my fucking vitamins

They get cheesed when I pull up, know what time it is

Making bread like all damn week, we do all kinds of shit

Pulling up my whip like Batman and I cause a scene

Stepping in these kicks is white this shit like Listerine

Said what's good to all the hoes, yeah how I'm planting seeds

Turbo out the Z31, that shit Japanese

Yeah fuck what you saying bitch I don't be playing

I get so muhfuckin' high, yeah just like a plane

For this shit all fucking die, they don't feel the same

Goddamn these dudes lookin' fried all up in they brain

I just overlapped myself man I ain't catching up

Man I can't compete with them cause I ain't slow enough

I'm the only one in my state that be showing up

I be cranking out these hits and I'm still pouring up

One more week till I turn my fucking album in

Smoking weed, yeah I take my fucking vitamins

Making bread like all damn week we do all kinds of shit

Man I'm grinding all the time, they do the opposite

I was eating cup o' noodles from that corner store

I done locked in so hard they can't even steal the flow

Bitch I'm lit yeah and I'm native like Geronimo

Drive this whip so hard that they can't see me anymore

And we got all these fucking hits so me and Mansa made some more

Geeked as fuck I'm in the stu, I ain't leaving till tomorrow

Y'all be sleeping way too much, why the fuck I hear you snore

And I got so much to do, that bitch start to feel like chores

And if you tryna take a pic, then we got to throw some fours

And I ain't fuckin' with no clones, they steal my bars and steal my flows

Bruh I made this shit, how you tryna say this shit is yours

And if you wonder how I do this, it's cause I take my vitamins

And I'm taking all my greens, and I be chillin' with some fiends

Different color masks and different color jeans

Different color pants, different color tags

And I want different color cars, different color racks

I want foreign cars and foreign snacks, if I don't know you then I tax

And I just learned the game, no hacks, fate shit, no fake shit, yeah that's facts

And I know that I'm too fire, so I need a couple racks

Me and Mansa make some hits, and it's one more week, one more week, yeah

One more week till I turn my fucking album in

Smoking weed, yeah I take my fucking vitamins

Making bread like all damn week we do all kinds of shit

Man I'm grinding all the time, they do the opposite

I was eating cup o' noodles from that corner store

I done locked in so hard they can't even steal the flow

Bitch I'm lit yeah and I'm native like Geronimo

Drive this whip so hard that they can't see me anymore