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vase - omnip0temp & skyte lyrics

[part i]

[verse]
lil’ n*gga with some big rounds
you ain’t knowin’ sh*t, you talk to ’em, sit down
hundred slimes, i got stories, make a kid frown
silencer on a 40, he ain’t know we inbound
cash out here with shawty, bet she been ’round
i got ice on my body, make a fish drown
you should treat me like dirt, i’m guessin’ what she dig now
i don’t like her, then i’ll stop this ho from gettin’ pound

[outro]
(hahaha)
okay, okay, okay, let me lock in

[part ii]

[verse]
uh, don’t run from no bullets ‘fore you eat the k
don’t make me do it, make yo’ ass decay
i got a spanish ho like ándale (mm, uh, okay, yeah)
she stealin’ me, f*ck, i pulled up kinda late
don’t know how my kids wind up on her face
ya b*tch get cracked, something like a vase
look, i don’t even go on no dates
i want dessert, so she bringin’ me cake
look, n*ggas be snakin’ like tate
i got a list, n*gga, f*ck, ’bout to bait
yo’ folk tryna f*ck, over my age
thot ho, thot ho, b*tch can’t be saved
if it ain’t locke, n*gga, then f*ck yo’ gang
that’s what the f*ck i been sayin’
you out of my mind, roll up a blunt or two
you ain’t my kind, boy, i don’t f*ck with you
you wanna die? that sh*t been over you
that sh*t been over you, that sh*t been over you
dude, this death wish gon’ come to you
aim where the heart at, n*gga, f*ck ’bout a w
don’t even start ’cause i put this lil’ gun to you
i put the gun to yous, i put the gun to yous, b*tch
yeah, make way ’cause i’m coming through
i been makin’ these bands ’til they netanyahu
n*gga think he too tough, had to humble dude
always workin’, i never got nothin’ to do
i need to see the top and a hundred too
she said, “i’m a thot”, and that’s not true
i got on sh*t on lock, they uncomfortable
hahaha, these n*ggas scared
[outro]
bet it up, n*gga, bet it up
pockets knotted up, yeah, they been dreading us
bend the block, shoot again, he ain’t dead enough
i got sauce on my pin like oregano
it’s my kids, said i’m [?] defendin’ her
i ain’t no b*tch, i’m far from irregular
shawty spreading her sh*t like nutella, bruh
like a guillotine, i been ahead of ya
bet it up, n*gga, bet it up
got a gl!ck on my side, make yo’ head erupt
they quiet down when i said enough
got the drink in my cup, this sh*t red as f*ck
got the sh*t in the pock’, come and test ya luck
he ain’t see what i got, boy, i check, “what up?”
feel like [?], n*gga, i level up
hit ya ho from the back and i made that ho bounce

[part iii]

[verse]
yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
racks on the table, in the couch, ooh
think i’m goin’ up, no doubt
think [?], pour it in ya mouth
run a lil’ sea, i can make a n*gga out
shawty get jaded with me, take it to the house
take it to ya house, then we gon’ bounce, ooh
[outro]
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, ooh
bounce, yeah, bounce, b*tch

- omnip0temp skyte lyrics

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