Vision - Intellectual

Niggas switching, bitches tripping, bodies dropping, rest up

I be sippin' till I'm leanin', got the Remy in my cup

Posted with my niggas, swear I can't lose another soul

All my niggas down to ride, making money is goal

Can't see my niggas on a T-shirt

Play with my dogs, you gon end up on that T-shirt (Uh-huh)

Put your face on the news, for a research

Masked up in the V shots returned

I run it up, I let it go

To the top, I'm boutta blow (Mhm)

Quarter milli for a show

I need that bag, 3 in a row

Another quarter is the goal

Can't wast my time I gotta go

I get drippy head to toe

Bitches eyeing, say hello (Say it)

Bitches eyeing saying hello

And I can feel it in your tone

So Imma hit it make you moan

Imma hit it make you moan

Momma said son where you be at (Where you at?)

I said I'm getting to the bag where the cheese at

Getting to the commas, you know I mean that (Mhm)

Bank account looking heavy where the feens at?

Spend my money make it back, imma reset

Money coming, big flight on a V jet

From the bottom now I'm chillin' where beach at

Shawtie bad had to snatch when I peeped that

You said I'm boutta blow up

I hit the block and make it pop, you said

So what

You sucked my dick, gave me a hickie

No bluff

It got real icky and real sticky

Bussed up

All on your titties you my baby

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