Valentino ft. Masand Music Lyrics

If it's beef it's a bet, got a Draco as a pet

Clip after clip after clip, keep them as a set

Your bitch in the whip, starting to get undressed

I'm the realist brown boy this butch met

Once they out lookin they ain't callin off the hit

Live shows, world tours, bitches love getting lit

In this m3 smokin dope gettin ripped

Louis, gucci, Valentino for the fit

Movin fast, get back, I'm in my own lane

Need the money so I can make that bitch rain

Don't give a fuck about the fame

Money is the aim

Tryna get a milli, for my city, need the champagne

It's a celebration, opp hit the grave

2 more dropped its the start of a wave

Ain't stoppin till I'm on the big stage

Fuck what you say

Future poppin, opps droppin Damn what a age

Once they out lookin they ain't callin off the hit

Live shows, world tours, bitches with us getting lit

In this m3 smokin dope gettin ripped

Louis, gucci, Valentino for the fit

Got a Amg Benz, rockin cartier lens

You call them demons, cuz they schemin

But I call these homies friends

Cuz they get to steppin with a weapon

Send you to heaven

ain't no snitchin or bitchin in our fucken ends

Some call me heera, others say veera

Brother in my language

Anger hard to manage

The killers who I hang with

My brothers who I stand with

Keep my drop off the block and the fuckin gram bitch

Once they out lookin they ain't callin off the hit

Live shows, world tours, bitches with us getting lit

In this m3 smokin dope gettin ripped

Louis, gucci, Valentino for the fit

Swing it to the left, drift it to the right

Middle fingers up, Ain't no stoppin at the light

Cops turn their lights on, I'm stayin real calm

Drop a gear, Swervin through the highway n I'm gone

Time to check the score, JB got one more

Just a stang

That goes bang with a fucken blower

Smoked your amg, left it on the road

we on go let em know, We leavin y'all in smoke

Got em on the ropes, y'all a bunch of dopes

Talkin all this shit, y'all got a lot of hope

Left real quick, you ain't got a lot of folks

Pussy ass clowns, got some funny ass jokes

Money on my mind, tryna get rich

Put it on rewind, screamin fuck a bitch

If she ain't a dime, imma have to dip

If you comin over baby better plan to strip

Once they out lookin they ain't callin off the hit

Live shows, world tours, bitches with us getting lit

In this m3 smokin dope gettin ripped

Louis, gucci, Valentino for the fit