VVS

(CARTEL) Y'all don't know nothin' 'bout no cartel Lil' nigga (Ferno, you spazzin') F*ck outta here, nigga You ain't never split shit up the middle Boy Yeah (Tizzle bring the heat, boy) , yeah, yeah Mask on when I use the blender A thousand dollars for my denim Twenty racks in my right pocket Half of that, I'll have them kill you Stock 20 FN, favorite pistol Chrome Heart hoodie with a quarter in it Watch your mouth and keep your distance We still hit licks up a half a million We hella straight, nigga, every day We gettin' cake me and all my niggas I pour a four, I smoke a zip Nigga, every day to clеar my mental Ayy, call my ho, tell her clеan my pistol Say, GT, you know I'm with you This new GT Benz too official We still mess up, go hop out rentals High as the hills, fly as an eagle Make racks that's legal and illegal Chillin', sittin' talkin' with the plug Takin' shots of Casamigos Man, I don't even know them people What the f*ck you talkin' for? Man, I don't even know them people Who the f*ck you talkin' to? This Rolex hit like it's illegal That's just my alter ego My brand new charms, they came from Reno That bitch Childish Gambino Come through, make a movie, throw a fifty Me and Tarantino We play our hand, we make the chips Just like we just hit the casino Lil' nigga, why you hatin' on me for? All I wanna do is get them C notes Down in the Bay, I f*ck with the 'bows When I'm back at home, I f*ck with the blow You doin' too much, ayy, no, I don't I'm with the wave, you ridin' the boat I keep screamin' out, "Ayy, free Lil Tone" Bitch, free Lil Tone Mask on when I use the blender A thousand dollars for my denim Twenty racks in my right pocket Half of that, I'll have them kill you Stock 20 FN, favorite pistol Chrome Heart hoodie with a quarter in it Watch your mouth and keep your distance We still hit licks up a half a million We hella straight, nigga, every day We gettin' cake me and all my niggas I pour a four, I smoke a zip Nigga, every day to clear my mental Ayy, call my ho, tell her clean my pistol Say, GT, you know I'm with you This new GT Benz too official We still mess up, go hop out rentals VVS on my neck, that shit pressure And your baby mama just bust a date Then left a trap on the dresser (Ayy) Lil' dog, I ain't even f*ck your ho But she came out of that necklace I rock twenty-six Forgiatios and I Ride around real reckless (Ayy, skrrt) I rock twenty-six Forgiatios and I Ride around real reckless