vacant - borleone lyrics
[intro: borleone]
young n-gga, young n-gga
work that, work the scale
young n-gga, ayy, make a sale
huh? what? yeah, yeah, yeah
huh? what? yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus: borleone]
trap out the vacant, trap out the store
servin’ them j’s, i was ten toes
i’m in the ‘partments, stay with a pole
feds hit the block, then i gotta go
hit me a l!ck and i need me some more
p-ss me that drank, tryna pour me a four
flushin’ that goop, is that 12 at the door?
where you was at when i stuck at the store?
you thought she was bad but that b-tch is a ho
poppin’ them percs when my young n-ggas score
i heard you got gallons, you get ’em backdoor
i used to rob, a young n-gga was poor
[verse 1: chaz bandz]
back in the kitchen, i’m scr-pin’ the bowl
i’m from the creek and i’m throwin’ up fours
pour me a deuce, n-gga, drop me a four
i’m servin’ the junkies, they come to the door
glock-23 and i’m ready to blow
smokin’ on gas ’cause i’m geekin’ for smoke
i f-ck on that b-tch and you lovin’ that ho
i’m chasin’ that bag, never chasin’ a ho
back to the trap and i’m wrappin’ up o’s
i pull up in audi and i let it go
homicide gang, we come with them poles
i’m duckin’ from 12, gotta check the window
[chorus: borleone]
trap out the vacant, trap out the store
servin’ them j’s, i was ten toes
i’m in the ‘partments, stay with a pole
feds hit the block, then i gotta go
hit me a l!ck and i need me some more
p-ss me that drank, tryna pour me a four
flushin’ that goop, is that 12 at the door?
where you was at when i stuck at the store?
you thought she was bad but that b-tch is a ho
poppin’ them percs when my young n-ggas score
i heard you got gallons, you get ’em backdoor
i used to rob, a young n-gga was poor
[verse 2: borleone]
you a lil’ n-gga we sent to the store
young borleone came from the dopehole, ayy
get shot in your head, not your d-mn toe
your family, they cry in the first row, ayy
sk shoot out, your body dismantled
i’m in the jungle, i trap with the animals
chopper eat a n-gga up like some cannibal
slide on your block and we, ayy, ayy, ayy
hang out the window with fifty, we lettin’ sh-t spray
my young n-gga came through with the sk
you know that we known to shoot sh-t in broad day
i’m spinnin’ your bend and i had to switch place
i come in your trap, n-gga, takin’ plates
these n-ggas be b-tch-made, they gon’ hate
i f-cked her in the trap, babies on her face
servin’ that water right up out the vacant
[chorus: borleone]
trap out the vacant, trap out the store
servin’ them j’s, i was ten toes
i’m in the ‘partments, stay with a pole
feds hit the block, then i gotta go
hit me a l!ck and i need me some more
p-ss me that drank, tryna pour me a four
flushin’ that goop, is that 12 at the door?
where you was at when i stuck at the store?
you thought she was bad but that b-tch is a ho
poppin’ them percs when my young n-ggas score
i heard you got gallons, you get ’em backdoor
i used to rob, a young n-gga was poor
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