Vault - Ooowop Lyrics

Heard them lies roll off your lips
But I seen love up in your eyes
Why the fuck I put a title on a bitch that wasn't mine
Got some bails in this coupe passenger seat
So you cant ride
This money don't act funny
Cut you off don't be surprised
Might think I came from Dallas
Keep that 9 just like I'm Romo
Snap you up and air it out
Just like a photo
Or first down
Depression off them pills
I found the tris, then put the percs down
Turn them scars into lessons
No longer hurt now

Folks that put my back against the wall
Call my phone asking me for help
Ain't ask nobody
Got that shit myself
Played the cards that I was dealt
Spit dope while rockin' ice
Shit feel like I'm cookin' meth
Make a call to the MAHB
You got guns but ain't gone step
Heard you slide with sticks that's in your name
That don't make sense at all
Get caught I bet you tell a name
Tellin' on the whole gang
Stacked this shit up from a crumb
Then flipped it to a whole thing
Punch in with no hook, and jab
Ooowop bullets, no name

Vault too real for most
I'm stamped from Inglewood to Bama
Tied in with them swipers
Like I came here from Atalanta
Know some folks who live for smoke
Must got diagnosed with cancer
Folks still serving junkies
Get you hit up by a random
Is you a bitch or you a bully
You the suspect or the victim
Glocks with switches
Pull it out and whip em
Take your motion like I seen the screen coming
Take it all, don't leave nothing
Cause you made it out the hood
For your folks that don't mean nothing
Gotta shout out to my brothers
Had me at my lowest
Don't measure up them lines
I tell my nigga pour it
How I rap straight off the mind, but I sound like a poet
Turned a band into a mildly, fore they even notice
This shit facts, you know I came up from the bottom
In NOLA, stretchin' bos
Im taking risks like its Nevada
With a poker face
Talkin with the Reaper
Tryin have me snatch a would today
Could tell that I been IT
Don't hop the wave
You can't even float this way
lies roll off your lips
But I seen love up in your eyes
Why the fuck I put a title on a bitch that wasn't mine
Got some bails in this coupe passenger seat
So you cant ride
This money don't act funny
Cut you off don't be surprised
Might think I came from Dallas
Keep that 9 just like I'm Romo
Snap you up and air it out
Just like a photo
Or first down
Depression off them pills
I found the tris, then put the percs down
Turn them scars into lessons
No longer hurt now

Lies roll off your lips
But I seen love up in your eyes
Bails in this coupe passenger seat
So you cant ride
Might think I came from Dallas
Keep that 9 just like I'm Romo
Turned them scars into lessons
No longer hurt now