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friday - vito (rapper) lyrics

pulled up in that all black tinted out whip
call up gang load the chops grab the stick
me and broski in the front seat with them bl!cks
if you ain’t getting pape stay up out the mix
if you want war we f*ck around chop it out
put that stick up in his mouth and blow his brains out
ran up in his granny crib turn that sh*t to a haunted house
can’t f*ck with a snitch he a mickey mouse
f*ck yo clubhouse got them ps up in the trap house
shot him in the leg told him go and walk it out
came to bl!ck it out why the f*ck you tryna talk it out
red beam on his nose he a f*cking clown
steady serving fiens got em walking goofy
got the gang here b*tch it’s a f*cking movie
and i got 5 grams rolled up in the loose leaf
boutta make a p*rno with your b*tch and shoot a movie
i can’t f*ck with stank hoes i don’t want your coochie
don’t you try an fool me that’s the quickest way to lose me
fat boy all the bad b*tches wanna do me
i’m a real dog baby you can call me scooby
i can’t f*ck with you b*tches because we disagree
smack his ass with the heat he dropping like a flea
always keep a glove on me i can’t leave no debris
i ain’t tryna hear no offers for a f*cking plea
just hit the plug i need them pints i need some lean
we can go band for band yea it ain’t no thing
hit him in his head good aim cause i got beam
she tryna be with gang she tryna f*ck the team
she wanna be around the gang because we all some stars
cold hearted motherf*ckers better get ya scarf
better pick a card and make your next move smart
started sippin all this drank i put down them bars
almost crashed the whip i was high asl i was f*cking up
store was out of wood so i went and rolled a double dutch
b*tch i’m tryna record told her shut up
i ain’t tryna eat baby i’m just tryna f*ck
i just called the plug up and put the city on
the way she tossin all that ass i might need some tongs
all her instagram captions coming from my songs
we only good for f*cking baby we don’t get along
beat his ass take his chain like i’m deebo
i don’t felecia’s i only f*ck freak hoes
plug hit me you need them p’s yea i need those
i can never lack yea i always keep a pole
we be f*cking around with racks like the nino
and i smell like good za and valentino
said that i’m the one for her i’m like me no
try to find me b*tch i’m like nemo
told a b*tch i got ricko with me bring a friend
pulling up vito peep the window they some twins
yeah we broke them b*tches backs and they came back again
two bad white b*tches and they got a benz
i can’t back door my brother their friends at the back door
i just poured a four i just need some more
bad b*tches
i just need some more
all them drugs
i just need some more

- vito rapper lyrics

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