hov - dvertigo lyrics
[intro]
(nephilim)
(yeah)
[chorus]
i don’t even be on the gram
i don’t even be on the gram
but i’m still making paper, hoe
off these drugs, i’m finna just slay me a hoe
off these drugs, i’m finna go f*ck me a hoe
give no f*ck, i send my little glatt, he on go (brrep, brrep)
give no f*ck, i bench your little hoe like a coach
he was on top but he choked (yeah, yeah, yeah)
the racks came in, yeah, i’m getting that load (pfft)
that’s a lame b*tch, i don’t know that hoe
getting too rich, yeah, i feel like hov
how you got a stick, but you don’t even tote?
neck like bricks, yeah, it’s white like coke
your hoe get hit, make her shake like a stroke (phew)
racks busting out the bag, b*tch, i gotta bag, yeah
these meds got me f*cking slapped, yeah they leave me flat, yeah
got this b*tch jacking all my slang, yeah, she call me glatt, yeah
f*ck a post, stay up in my lane, i don’t even chat, yeah
[verse]
my pockets stuffed with them racks
i’m probably blowing on some pack
probably getting high, probably getting smacked
always getting fly, hoes asking me where i get my pants
hands full of guap, got it with the guys
got it with the mob, got it with my glatt
i don’t like to stop, might just swerve the ‘cat
i just like to shop, might just blow a band
huh, huh
yeah, i’m just smoking that pressure, huh
yeah, yeah
they tryna’ keep up can’t let them
hoe tryna’ touch my racks, can’t let her, huh
but i might buy her a bag, yeah
i’m off these drugs in the lab
man, this sh*t really nothing to brag
yeah
[chorus]
i don’t even be on the gram
i don’t even be on the gram
but i’m still making paper, hoe
off these drugs, i’m finna just slay me a hoe
off these drugs, i’m finna go f*ck me a hoe
give no f*ck, i send my little glatt, he on go (brrep, brrep)
give no f*ck, i bench your little hoe like a coach
he was on top but he choked (yeah, yeah, yeah)
the racks came in, yeah, i’m getting that load (pfft)
that’s a lame b*tch, i don’t know that hoe
getting too rich, yeah, i feel like hov
how you got a stick, but you don’t even tote?
neck like bricks, yeah, it’s white like coke
your hoe get hit, make her shake like a stroke (phew)
racks busting out the bag, b*tch, i gotta bag, yeah
these meds got me f*cking slapped, yeah they leave me flat, yeah
got this b*tch jacking all my slang, yeah, she call me glatt, yeah
f*ck a post, stay up in my lane, i don’t even chat, yeah
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