Vlone Lyrics

I'm Movein like the president!

Yeah I'm fine as hell bitch I'm heaven sent

I be on my shit lil Ho that's evident

Who want smoke? I'm selling it

Bring it yo residence

Choppa blow em kisses, swear my piece be too affectionate

Ghost riding no ghost writer

Foreign car no co-signer

Ima big body Benz he wanna get in cuz I got no mileage

Fly as hell no copilots

Ho High? knock the coke out her

Ho tried to act tuff went and called the cops song like a soap opera

They say I'm too geeked up

Bitch you ain't geeked enough

They say I'm too rude "since you got rich bitch you don't speak to us"

Hoes ain't bump my music

Now I ride past with speakers up

And yeah you gone get touched if you mis-and fuck these sneakers up

Five star

Bad bitch

Chilling living lavish

I be on that soft life, heard you going out sad bitch?

I could never do it

I was down but that's a past tense

Now you see me in speeding in a fast Benz

I got rich I got mirri on my ass bitch

Speak on my name on on her eye like a Lash tech

I got pita I got Rey I got flat bread

He Touch my bitches den we on em like damn dread

If they want It give em just beef just like A t bone

N I ain't stopping till I'm rich and I own 3 homes

I Kicked a bitch up out my section you don't belong

Tryna touch these chains Ill knock a nigga out his v lone

This pussy water taste a feeji

He gone dive in it

Boy take ya time Never rush

I told em vibe in it

He said this better than da cup he loose his mind in it

I pulled the Rarri off the lot no go sign for it

If they want It give em just beef just like A t bone

N I ain't stopping till I'm rich and I own 3 homes

I Kicked a bitch up out my section you don't belong

Tryna touch these chains Ill knock a nigga out his v lone

This pussy water taste a feeji

He gone dive in it

Boy take ya time Never rush

I told em vibe in it

He said this better than da cup he loose his mind in it

I pulled the Rarri off the lot no go sign for it

I'm that bitch but I am not yo bitch

if that nigga ain't spending then he can't hit shit!

ain't no Disney jr bitch play with yo kids

I'm a down south bitch can you handle this?

If my team can't pack they heat then I can't hit the party

Smoke em on & off the track, and that's just no sha'carri

You can go and ask yo peoples know you they heard about me

Ho tried to throw shade shook it off me I'm like Ricky Bobby

Ion know where the fuck they do that at, but we'on do it here

Pull to the club we take yo bitch home like Souvenir

If you ask me I'm the best that's popping out my group of pears

Get some money you won't catch me buying no big ass veneers

If they want It give em just beef just like A t bone

N I ain't stopping till I'm rich and I own 3 homes

I Kicked a bitch up out my section you don't belong

Tryna touch these chains Ill knock a nigga out his v lone

This pussy water taste a feeji

He gone dive in it

Boy take ya time Never rush

I told em vibe in it

He said this better than da cup he loose his mind in it

I pulled the Rarri off the lot no co sign for it