rebel magic - lord vza lyrics
[preamble: joshishollow]
northside, it’s your boy, it’s hollow in this b*tch
sendin’ love to vza from hartford, connecticut, you know
it’s a real one, on god, we got some sh*t up in the vault
that’s gonna f*ck you, that’s on everything, too
let’s get it.. vza
[verse 1: vza]
pull up in a super with my woadie then i slide
all my n*ggas look at you, watch b*tches tryna slide
if you f*ckin’ with lxrd unknxwn, then you finna die
i just used some wockhardt in my fronto, now i’m high
n*gga, turn around, walk back, n*gga came the wrong way
if you tryna rob me, b*tch, it’s finna be a long day
yo, i eat food ass n*gga lookin’ like an entree
sailor moon all on my d*ck, d*ck, b*tch tryna cosplay
and you know my armor core armored all the way, maxed out
nautica all up on my body, now a n*gga finna black out
it’s a hotbox session, lil’ shawty gettin’ gassed out
i’ll just walk up at the bank, a young n*gga finna cash out
[intermission: vza]
when i hopped up off the porch, b*tch, i hit the ground runnin’
got the drip from my wok, ’cause my knife all bl**dy
think i need some downy sheets ’cause my cup all muddy
i be trappin’ by my lonely like a n*gga kid cudi
told that b*tch stay home ’cause the st**z can’t cut it
no backwood, got a dutch, n*gga, time to gut it
f*ck a wave, my n*ggas who make the whole game flooded
oh, i heard you wanna smoke, but you n*ggas ain’t know nothin’
when i pull up on yo’ shawty, smash yo’ shawty like a pumpkin
smokin’ solid diesel, now a young n*gga done
[verse 2: vza]
they see me, like hold up, hold up, is that be a ghost?
better hold your arm around your shawty if you at my show
pr*nto pull up with the ammunition, then we let it go
if you see a n*gga tech walkin’, just know i pull the four
shout out to all the u.k. and my n*gga lxrd unknxwn
balaclava meant for fashion when i run up in your home
shawty must’ve went to a university with all that dough
rest in peace to fredo santana, my n*gga, i’ma glow!
why you frontin’ like a b*tch, man, why you actin’ like a hoe?
she said vza, can i f*ck you? and i told that shawty no!
i be chillin’ like the alpines, yeah, you n*ggas already snow
orange vlone on my jacket, i feel like i’m naruto
you a h*llo kitty p*ssy ass scary b*tch n*gga
b*tch n*gga dressin’ like a b*tch, like a b*tch n*gga
perpetuatin’ how i shine like the vegas strip, n*gga
how yo’ ass be the plug, but you ain’t movin’ chips, n*gga?
think i be a skinhead, i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, n*gga
i’m a backwood b*tch, you a f*ckin’ swisher, n*gga
before she posted, she probably cropped you out of the picture, n*gga
i’ll fatal frame you and leave you out of the picture, b*tch n*gga
feelin’ like i’m cam’ron with the all pink mink on
jim jones with the swag like i left the sink on
why these n*ggas say that they be the sh*t when they gettin’ sh*t on
shot him in the leg, lookin’ like he be tryna crip walk
i be smokin’ out the garbage bag, you got a ziploc
n*gga tried to pull up to my section, got his sh*t rocked
got yo’ shawty hangin’ out on my d*ck just like it was slipknot
you ain’t smokin’ loud, my n*gga, sounded like a pin drop
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