Vulture Island
Lyrics
Yeah
I got Erv in this bitch, real Ninth Ward shit
Vulture Island
If you know, you know
(B.loadin, loadin) yeah
You wan' tell somebody business?
Tell them how you let me fuck (how you let me)
I don't wanna hear 'bout none of your business
Ain't no Glock involved (ain't no Glock involved)
My mind so fucked up, I see murders chillin' in the park (chillin' in the park)
Talk on the net, I'll make my vulture go and flat his heart (brrt)
Real stepper, he got six toes, he a creature (bitch, he a creature)
Projects everyday, he don't give no fucks, he tryna leave some
(Give no fucks, he tryna leave some)
Niggas know what happened 'bout 49 when he bleed (49 when he bleed)
Fuck cuffin' a ho, my bro puttin' niggas on the tee (brrt)
Killing all the rats (the rats), I'm robbin' all the robbers (rob)
I'm a real trap star from Vulture Island (I'm a real trap star from Vulture Island)
Alright, don't move wrong in this bitch, I'm finna shot some (I'm finna shot some)
Alright, the way he swing his dreads, you think he Rasta (fuckin' think he Rasta)
Alright, the Trackhawk start sound like it's fire (I thought it was firin')
Alright, I'm cheating with my main ho, right on side me (right on side me)
Alright, yeah, yeah
Lotta money, lotta cars, lotta drugs (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, niggas talking, take his head clean off (brrt)
Yeah, yeah molly, molly (molly)
Yeah, yeah molly water (water)
Yeah, yeah drug sex (drug sex)
Yeah, yeah, fuck me harder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, shake that ass bitch bleed how I bleed (aight, bleed how I)
I'm used to puttin' bitches on they knees, nigga
(Used to puttin' bitches on they knees, nigga)
She tryna throw a sign then throw a V (throw a V)
Alright, you tryna fuck a boss, then fuck with me, bitch
(Tryna fuck a boss, then fuck with me)
Alright, I'm getting to that cheddar, to that cheese, nigga (to that cheese, nigga)
Did a ten piece in the feds like he a chicken (like he a chicken)
Cover my face after we fuck, I don't wanna kiss her (I don't wanna, uh)
And tell the truth, I'm just a product of them trenches (stupid)
Yeah (yeah)
I spent a thousand on these sweats
I don't even wanna take them off (I don't even wanna take them off)
I spent a thousand on this pussy
I think I'm gon' fuck her raw (I think I'm gon' fuck her raw)
This Burberry hoodie cost me a bag (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I put her feelings in my lap, nigga (feelings in my lap)
Yeah, I'm coming straight from out the trap, nigga
(Straight from out the trap, nigga)
Yeah, a piece cost twenty-eight (piece cost)
He played, this pussy lame (aight)
I'm used to (alright)
I'm used to (used to)
I'm so, tryna dodge a case (I'm so)
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Writer(s): Adam Lazri, Benard Hubbard, Robert Thomas
Copyright(s): Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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