VR (feat. Cho$en & Nasa Da Demon)

I could tell why all the haters still be poppin' shit Bitch, we be outside, they could see us like on Oculus And we be up on they TV like a VR They ain't gotta ask, they already know who we are I could tell why all the haters still be poppin' shit Bitch, we be outside, they could see us like on Oculus And we be up on they TV like a VR They ain't gotta ask, they already know who we are Niggas hate, niggas fake, I don't know why Fucked his bitch, she my slave for the whole night Firehead, off the bone like a ghost ride Keep it in a circle pass to NASA, see a hoe fly Blickied up, keep it tucked, it's a low ride You see it's gettin' bands, M-O-E, that's the war cry Niggas showewd heavy in the box, guess it's showtime Goin' to the top, f*ck the opps, they got no lives From the mud to the throne, I had all eyes Niggas tryna stop me, becoming bitches, tellin' whole lies Niggas talkin' spicy, but not gang, guess it's wartime Heard that if it's up well then it's stuck. Not saving no lives Water on me, niggas drownin', yellin' surf's up Too much talkin', no one walkin', guess they heard us At our table, y'all not able, got em stirred up From the land of hittin' licks and then we goin' burn up I could tell why all the haters still be poppin' shit Bitch, we be outside, they could see us like on Oculus And we be up on they TV like a VR They ain't gotta ask, they already know who we are I could tell why all the haters still be poppin' shit Bitch, we be outside, they could see us like on Oculus And we be up on they TV like a VR They ain't gotta ask, they already know who we are They already know we poppin' shit Haters lurkin', it feel like they got binoculars Pull up to they block, just like Stoyakovich Now f*ck it, I'ma send them shots and I'm droppin' shit Niggas thinkin' shit is fake, this ain't VR Spend they block with bro, we can't wait till we see y'all You on the other side, I wouldn't wanna be y'all You was on the keyboard typin', we bout to delete y'all I be with real killin' niggas, real drillin' niggas Niggas tryna cancel me, I been official nigga You think that you a gangster cause you tote a pistol nigga I make one phone call and they come and get you nigga I put on for the O for real, in summer it get cold for real I show you I'm a demon, if you know, then you know for real Ain't no pussy nigga got it on me, then I'll blow for real How can I be for the rat, I know you told for real Off these drugs it get me gone, take me to space, I'm out my zone You want the smoke, hit me like a bong oh, that's your bitch she all on my phone Pass it back, now he sick, psych I pass to gang, now it's lit Now it's lit I could tell why all the haters still be poppin' shit Bitch, we be outside, they could see us like on Oculus And we be up on they TV like a VR They ain't gotta ask, they already know who we are I could tell why all the haters still be poppin' shit Bitch, we be outside, they could see us like on Oculus And we be up on they TV like a VR They ain't gotta ask, they already know who we are