ViCtim ft. Danny Mellz Lyrics

Aye

Yea

Niggas Like who is he, Bill Gluckman?

I keep two two hoes with me, bout three or a dozen

Bad bitch comin with me and she fucking

I ain't worried bout the ops, tell them niggas keep comin

Im on the block right now tryna load up a hunnit

My fiend want some work, but he owe me a hunnit

Coach put me in the game, I'm tryna score me a hunnit

Bitch i don't give a fuck i took his plate cause he ain't want it

Nigga i just popped a half now I'm buzzin

Yea i'll slide through your block party but I'm clutching

Bitch you know the block get hotter than the oven

Bitch it ain't nothing up, but me and yo cousin

Im on the block all day tryna touch a fucking 60 ball

Bitch, you looking at a nigga that done did it all

I just tried to roll a 3.5 wood, and couldn't fit it all

I told you nigga anything you gimme ima get it off

Im in the trap chillin with my feet up

I know some niggas that a kill you bout they reup

Shut your fat fucking mouth and put a G up

Known in your hood everywhere throwing my C up

Pussy i ain't never took a L, or got beat up

762's make a nigga scoot his seat up

Yea bitch we got ups we see them, they don't see us

And nigga i don't give a fuck

Dawg know wassup

Big honey bourbon to the face, got me stuck

Bitch I'm just tryna get some lean, in some cup

Bitch ain't no comin in between me and the crud

Bitch stop talking bout you seen me in the club

I just saw the ops moma, gave that bitch a hug

Told her when i see her son, he goin in the mud

First fight i ever had, was with a fake blood

First wood i ever smoked, that shit was straight crud