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thumbin - ‎vanidied lyrics

[intro: vanidied]
go, yeah, go
woah, woah
woah (ayy, pmshowdem some), bop, bop, bop, bop

[chorus: vanidied]
i got a bag, thumbin’
i got a clip, that sh*t hold a hundred
on your feed, vani what she hummin’
on your feed, vani what she bumpin’
old ho, she a bucket
your ho what i’m dubbin’
call your bluff, know that you frontin’
hop in the lamb’, b*tch, i’ma gun it
‎pm on the beat, b*tch, i’ma run it
whatever you did, i already done it
whatever i done, gotta do again
girl, we at the end
don’t want you, b*tch, want your friend
your n*gga a rat, know he gonna bend
boy, i do it better, i hope i ain’t offend
[verse 1: vanidied]
ten racks up in my wallet, i’m ’bout to make a deposit
tryna get in to my pocket, i’m with your ho, n*gga, watch it
they be like, “vani, drop it,” we know that you don’t got it
what i want, b*tch, i bought it
i been goin’ up, take off like a rocket
you been goin’ down, n*gga, you are not it
shе off of the perc’, thinkin’ i’m hypnotic
you wanted a vеrse, n*gga, i forgot it
that n*gga really a bot
g*19 in my spot, n*gga get hit with that dot
big body coupe off the lot (skrrr)
my n*gga whippin’ that pot
she likin’ my vibe, yeah, i get that a lot
know she wanna get live, yeah, i get that a lot
yeah, i get that a lot, yeah, i get that a lot
yeah, i get that a lot, know i get that a lot

[verse 2: ckjayy]
she know that i’m gettin’ a lot, a lot of guap
fully automatic chopper, tryna make his heart stop
b*tch, i’m ridin’ in an all black tonka and i’m sippin’ wockhardt
catch you out of bounds with all that talkin’, all you hear is, “fah, fah”
b*tch, i be ridin’ with choppers and pistols
they came with extendos, we get on your ass
b*tch, i be slidin’, i’m really official
i came out the trenches, look out for the rag
these n*ggas be hidin’ and not really k!llin’
i swear they some b*tches, they been come and brag
and stop all the cryin’, lil’ b*tch, you not innocent
you know what you did, just leave it in the past
i won’t f*ck no old ho and i won’t clutch no old pole
b*tch, i’m takin’ what you owe for, b*tch, i’m ridin’ with a .44
that chopper take his nose off, he lookin’ like he voldemort
and i tell her take her clothes off, she get wet off this audemar
[chorus: vanidied]
i got a bag, thumbin’
i got a clip, that sh*t hold a hundred
on your feed, vani what she hummin’
on your feed, vani what she bumpin’
old ho, she a bucket
your ho what i’m dubbin’
call your bluff, know that you frontin’
hop in the lamb’, b*tch, i’ma gun it
‎pm on the beat, b*tch, i’ma run it
whatever you did, i already done it
whatever i done, gotta do again
girl, we at the end
don’t want you, b*tch, want your friend
your n*gga a rat, know he gonna bend
boy, i do it better, i hope i ain’t offend

- vanidied lyrics

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