VEGETA (feat. OMINVS)

(Yuh yuh) (Gang) (Yuh wait uh) (What wha-what) (Grrr) (Uh yuh) (Hook) Oh my God (uh) I feel like Vegeta When I pull up In that pod (uh) Know that my Foundation Gon be solid As a Rock (uh) Fuse the two together And I'm ending Up on top (uh) Get the Glock (huh yuh) Run up in yo spot (huh) Haters really Think that they Can step to me I know they lying I've been cooking beats Got the ingredients The flow I'm frying I can't be obedient Or lenient I'm done with hiding If they wanna dance Then it's immediate Gon close they eyelids (Huh) I need the check On greed Mental is lonely Check on me Get em like Broly Test my ki Trying to go Won't let em flee (Yeah huh) Got the key I gotta roll With jabs They throw at me Can't compete Know that they Flow is bad So they gone cheat Keep on Reaping souls Until they see I reach for all The gold I'm tryna peep I'm clean I need the pope To keep the peace I see the green And hope it's On the scene Yo breath be stankin My bro need a tic tac If you talkin bout gold I'mma get that Get to walkin Not sold On the chit chat Demons reapin my soul For the big racks Now (uh) What they gon (uh) What they gon (uh) What they gon say to me I got too much sauce My brother hold the beef Do not talk too much You let the soldier speak I'm like Holding off but When the foes gon meet I've been sipping wok Until I go to sleep (uh) Hit em with the choppa Got em flouting Homie know I pull up To spot I got it open uh (Hook) Oh my God (uh) I feel like Vegeta When I pull up In that pod (uh) Know that my Foundation Gon be solid As a Rock (uh) Fuse the two together And I'm ending Up on top (uh) Get the Glock (huh yuh) Run up in yo spot (huh) I feel like Vegeta I ain't takin shit from ops Better back the f*ck up When I pulling out the Glock I be smoking hella gas While I still fill up the pot We just caught his homie lacking So we gotta get the drop (aye, aye) Yo face gonna meet the fucking chamber Cutting you all off You never gonna see me later I'm just tryna get all of this money All this paper Can't f*ck with the enemy You niggas is some traitors Finna catch a backend I just took his girl My dick all on her like a napkin And she got a fat ass Already know I had to clap it Cutting him up aiming for the lungs Is where I'm stabbing Knock him out he seeing black He wonder what just happened Swear to God I'm hopping On a beat I'm always snapping Going fucking crazy with these features Going batshit I was in the studio while you niggas Was napping (aye, aye) Oh my God (uh) I feel like Vegeta When I pull up In that pod (uh) Know that my Foundation Gon be solid As a Rock (uh) Fuse the two together And I'm ending Up on top (uh) Get the Glock (huh yuh) Run up in yo spot (huh)