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Yo Vic
I'm tryna get lit today
I'm tryna get weird today
The location's wherever they at
Okay
This that juice, that sauce, that sweet cold Minute Maid
Wait
Let me call up all the hoes
Let's see how they feel today
Okay
Yo
I'm swerving right now in the X5
I'm pullin' up on you, about 20 minutes
Credit card on me with no limits
I'm with the smoke homey let's go get it
She wanna ride with the a sponsor
She wanna see how it get, when it's lit
Get the ""bordeaux"" and some Honor
Pizza Perfect wings, with the chips
Arrive on the scene like we G-Unit
The tension thick like the women with us
On they Instagram, taking pictures
With the sparkles out as we spending riches
5 niggas with 20 bitches
2AM with the lights low
3AM another light show
With one tryna get it, she might though
See the one in the red, twerking, I'm bout to work it, give me some space
Got a ass for her age, these bitches be whylin'
Schemin' can't catch a case, okay
I'm ready today
I whisper something in her ear now she throwing her cake, okay
I'm ready today
If niggas decide to be wild, they might catch a fade
Yo Vic
I'm tryna get lit today
I'm tryna get weird today
The location's wherever they at
Okay
This that juice, that sauce, that sweet cold Minute Maid
Wait
Let me call up all the hoes
Let's see how they feel today
Okay
Yo, pause dawg, put down your alcohol
This nigga lookin' at us like he tryna brawl
That nigga in the red leanin' on the wall
Let's intercept on that disrespect
Tap the bro's let's interject
Let's fix this, with swiftness
Sort it out now with violence
Warning anybody here to witness
Chill, we don't need this
Got a thick bitch, we gonna eat this
Like you know we can go if we need B
But like, I don't really think we need to leave here
Like you said, five peeps with twenty chicks
All thick, fat ass, with the baddest tits
Why fuck this up for some stupid kids?
Alright my nigga then let's live
Let's restart it
Get the Remy Martin
The mood just right, let's get it started
When the clock hits 5 let's move the party
On text now right now, hitting up my chef
Tellin' her we coming to the condo next
Let's stop a Caltex for the latex
At 4:55 meet me by the steps
Got the guards outside by the entrance
It's, about to go down
So let me go jump on the mic for a bit, okay
Man, who ordered Azul?
You see now you whylin'
Who's taking these shots? Abeg
I gotta go tap the stage
Before I forget my lyrics my nig, can't even feel my face
Sheesh, how we gon' make it out?
Ha! Ain't nothin' to worry bout
Let me get it on too, let's stunt
Let's give them the smoke like a laced blunt
I'm finna leave here having done the most
We pullin' off a show that people post
Let's pop bottles, lemme host the toast
Then back to the money, and stacking the hunnid's
It's back to the basics, then get ghost