Vintagé - Move On

Produced by dirty

Lyrics:
I'm up, but this money shit aint new to me baby
So much mud in my cup and its making me lazy
All my whips up to date I can only drive the latest
Never mind all these hoes you gone always be my favorite
Soon as I touch down she gone throw that ass on a real nigga
She get hunnits only on that pole for me she blue stripping
He could never be like me, me and him just move different
Moving tact in these streets all my windows too tinted

Never switch up real nigga 101
Touch him you get jumped aint no fucking 1 on 1's
She gone have to hit the dark web I aint paying for her butt
Let me hit up a boutique for new Margiela's its been months
I'm a real bag chaser, guap getter
I dont chase hoes she wanna fuck cause I'm a rap nigga
Bullets to his dome if he try me dont get popped nigga
I make more bread than him how can I be a side nigga?
You talk too much so baby dont open ya mouth
Girl just let that pussy talk
I get mad when she wanna leave, but I just love the way she walk away

I'm up, but this money shit aint new to me baby
So much mud in my cup and its making me lazy
All my whips up to date I can only drive the latest
Never mind all these hoes you gone always be my favorite
Soon as I touch down she gone throw that ass on a real nigga
She get hunnits only on that pole for me she blue stripping
He could never be like me, me and him just move different
Moving tact in these streets all my windows too tinted

Never switch up real nigga 101
Touch him you get jumped aint no fucking 1 on 1's
She gone have to hit the dark web I aint paying for her butt
Let me hit up a boutique for new Margiela's its been months
I'm a real bag chaser, guap getter
I dont chase hoes she wanna fuck cause I'm a rap nigga
Bullets to his dome if he try me dont get popped nigga
I make more bread than him how can I be a side nigga?
You talk too much so baby dont open ya mouth
Girl just let that pussy talk
I get mad when she wanna leave, but I just love the way she walk away

Vintagé - FAVORITE

Produced by encino

Lyrics:
Niggas tryna clone me
I am not gone dap you up boy you is not my homie
She catching all the shots I'm throwing like a goalie
Bitch I been legendary I aint talking Broly
He said its up for me then he gone have to show me
I do not box only box with the box
But I'm KO'ing him when his face meet the knock
I don't want no parts of her that bitch is a thot
I don't stamp sentences only handout red dots
Niggas want me to fail niggas want me to flop
But when they see me get a lil buzz they gone flock

I'm done wit the fake friends and the snakes want no parts
I frustrate niggas like family wit Uno cards
Don't text me what you doing? I wont answer back
See a opp like a dyke I'm unloading the strap
I'm a mother fucking wolf and I stay wit the pack
When I lash out on trolls they be like twin relax
Until I make a mill I can never do that
I don't use Facebook a bitch wont put me on blast
Told her show me respect now she calling me sassy
But in a few minutes she'll be calling me daddy
Where is all the freak hoes!
I aint fucking wit that hoe unless she emo
Tell these IG brands to hit me up need free clothes
When I'm digging in her I be hitting emotes

Niggas tryna clone me
I am not gone dap you up boy you is not my homie
She catching all the shots I'm throwing like a goalie
Bitch I been legendary I aint talking Broly
He said its up for me then he gone have to show me
I do not box only box with the box
But I'm KO'ing him when his face meet the knock
I don't want no parts of her that bitch is a thot
I don't stamp sentences only handout red dots
Niggas want me to fail niggas want me to flop
But when they see me get a lil buzz they gone flock

But when they see me get a lil buzz they gone flock
But when they see me get a lil buzz they gone flock

Vintagé - FLOCK

Produced by me

Lyrics:
Uhh keep twins like Zack and Cody
I got 20 bitches outside my door waiting to blow me
All these bitches hopping like bunnies makes sense its only snowing
Aint tryna be the one that blow up and fall off of oxycodone
There is no time for failure
All these niggas snakes in disguise they characters
Find another nigga I aint taking you serious
Bitch out of strikes she got 3 like Adidas

Thinking on my mattress
I need me a bad bitch
Put yo face on camera hoe aint fucking wit no cat fish
Said she like gymnastics
So in it I do backflips
I aint even up yet and it feel like I'm on the blacklist
Hopped out that cage bitch I'm feeling like a animal
Hoe I aint sliding less you slurping like a Danimal yes, yes
Bitch its Vintagé yeah that nigga counting checks, checks
If she do not want me I'll find another hoe say less, less
Hoe take off your panties, take off your bra
She say I'm complicated baby this is not algebra
I'm overstimulated by the internet logging off
I don't just want you for your box lil baby want all of ya (want all of ya!)
So start dancing, big ape be banging on my chest no chimpanzee
Played that little hoe "DIVIDE" now she fiending to un pants me
Telling me how she so ghetto just like Sexy did Lancey
Man these niggas cant compare to me
Hard knock life, phone stay on dnd so baby call twice
Yeah little shorty bad and all, but do she blow pipe?
Shots always hit my target came equipped with no sight
These losers got no life!

Uhh keep twins like Zack and Cody
I got 20 bitches outside my door waiting to blow me
All these bitches hopping like bunnies makes sense its only snowing
Aint tryna be the one that blow up and fall off of oxycodone
There is no time for failure
All these niggas snakes in disguise they characters
Find another nigga I aint taking you serious
Bitch out of strikes she got 3 like Adidas

Yuh, yeah I dodge everything that she say like a challenger
She asking when I'm free hold up wait lemme check my calendar
If I find anything in that phone I swear she out of here
When it comes to making money, providing for queen I cant really balancer

Vintagé - BALANCER

Produced by zivo

Lyrics:
Chinatown, hella bitches all around my body
Shorty get monogamous when she off a the molly
Put my thumb in one of the broads the other hoe gone top me
Only thing that you should know is dont do drugs, or fall in love
But I'm hella gullible, and right now I am pouring up
Young nigga with hella bands, and all the hoes just fall in line
I aint never stressing shit, cause I know its gone be my time
Momma told me that I'm special Vintagé one of a kind

Hella crossfaded, all these niggas hating on me
But what they saying? I dont know keep off my notis
On my grind like Tony Hawk, bitch shut the fuck up and blow me
Autobot's aint rolling out, Decepticon's taking over
I dont care bout none of yo problems baby girl just bend over
Think I'm a pirate stay wit a Chopper I wont let no nigga fold me
Dont let none of that bullshit get to you its all gone blow over
Knocked on that door with that damn mask on they thought it was October
But aint no candy, these white hoes all off xannys
Condolie's to yo mother I wont let em put no fear in me
I'm definitely a judger I know these hoes cannot stand me
Hit this bitch without a rubber, then dont touch her just a memory

Chinatown, hella bitches all around my body
Shorty get monogamous when she off a the molly
Put my thumb in one of the broads the other hoe gone top me
Only thing that you should know is dont do drugs, or fall in love
But I'm hella gullible, and right now I am pouring up
Young nigga with hella bands, and all the hoes just fall in line
I aint never stressing shit, cause I know its gone be my time
Momma told me that I'm special Vintagé one of a kind (one of a kind)

Vintagé - ONE OF A KIND

Produced by me

Lyrics:
Niggas think they fucking wit me
I was down bad I was on my ass
Now its all these hunnits on me
You could try your hardest
But you'll never get there niggas cannot compete
I just wanna be a Rockstar
And for that I'm working my ass off
Nigga tried to run, but aint get far
Nigga dying from this lethal weapon

AK's, mac 11's they gone spray him down
So many bad bitches round swear I could have these hoes fanned out
Mr. Double Up bitches wanna fuck everywhere I go I stand out
Upping my rank everyday niggas know I'm the man now
fuck can you really say to me lil hoe?
Been on my own shit I'm a leader baby welcome to the Triple O
I don't want the neck from her
Or the cat from her do I love these broads? Hell nah
Keeping it a hunnit putting that work in
Everything I ever wanted I got

I wont entertain her if she for the streets
If she a hoe then it aint no rescuing her
Margiela down to the feet
No story for you I'm just blessed little bro
Why you keep putting pedal to the metal half of my niggas live by the gun
Five stars how I whip the V8 high speed chase nigga I'm on the run
Live 2 different lives like Hannah, know how to make it work doe
Lil shorty seen my TEC took her to my world you know she a Virgo
She a fan of Pokémon and she a starter wonder if she squirt doe
Why you keep running from me baby if you know I aint never gone hurt you
I aint never did shit wrong I was just doing what I had to
Cant stop when I black out I be seeing red just like Ragù
Baddie finna fuck me but we in the store took her to the bathroom
She a munch know I'm finna crunch
Shorty got to sucking me up like a vacuum
Don't want war wit us
If you got something round right now nigga pour it up
I'll be damned if I go out the way to hit a hoe up
I'm only worried bout money right now shorty we cant have no fun
Standing on business wont hold my tongue
Chop got fucking kick Tai Lung

AK's, mac 11's they gone spray him down
So many bad bitches round swear I could have these hoes fanned out
Mr. Double Up bitches wanna fuck everywhere I go I stand out
Upping my rank everyday niggas know I'm the man now
fuck can you really say to me lil hoe?
Been on my own shit I'm a leader baby welcome to the Triple O
I don't want the neck from her
Or the cat from her do I love these broads? Hell nah
Keeping it a hunnit putting that work in
Everything I ever wanted I got

Vintagé - EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED

Produced by longboystyle & fatso

Lyrics:
All day I been counting fucking hunnits
I seen how you make yo money baby I aint judging
But you not for me (no)
Bitch you not for me (hoe)
But you can slide down and count this fucking guap for me
I cant argue wit these niggas cause they all is dead (broke)
And I be riding in that demon stepping on that pe (dal)
I don't wanna hurt nobody but I might just crash out
I used to be a window shopper now I pull a bag out

If she my wife don't tell the price oh girl just tell me what you want
I seen a baddie down the way so had to swoop in like a hawk
I got a way wit words she like my fucking voice and how I talk
Walk like a penguin cause my pockets filled wit all this fucking guap
I love my sluts I want a baddie wit a fattie just like Stunna
It be so hard for me to pull out when I hit without a rubber
I turned my flash on and he ran from me like 12 we got a runner
I cant find peace if niggas eating at my dreams I turn em dumber
You don't wanna function? p-p-pussy run up
Nigga crying like a baby
Go and find yo mother
My anxiety get really high I start to fucking stutter
Pouring oil down her ass its melting in its just like butter (all day!)

All day I been counting fucking hunnits
I seen how you make yo money baby I aint judging
But you not for me (no)
Bitch you not for me (hoe)
But you can slide down and count this fucking guap for me
I cant argue wit these niggas cause they all is dead (broke)
And I be riding in that demon stepping on that pe (dal)
I don't wanna hurt nobody but I might just crash out
I used to be a window shopper now I pull a bag out

Vintagé - PULL A BAG OUT

Produced di2axia + unme + advm

Lyrics:
I been having withdrawals
Feel like I been overdosing off that fentanyl
Constant nightmares want my angels to come carry me away
Thought that we would progress, but we in the same place
Losing memories again I don't know her name
Sometimes I just sit back thinking I don't want fame
Too much damn attention
Like to be alone sometimes, but who gone be there?
When the nights get lonely
Soaring overhead of my problems
Now that I've opened up girl can you solve em?
I don't think you should waste your time
Because I been broken so long just want a vibe
But every time I think about these bitches

I been having withdrawals
Feel like I been overdosing off that fentanyl
Constant nightmares want my angels to come carry me away
Thought that we would progress, but we in the same place
Losing memories again I don't know her name
Sometimes I just sit back thinking I don't want fame
Too much damn attention
Like to be alone sometimes, but who gone be there?
When the nights get lonely
Soaring overhead of my problems
Now that I've opened up girl can you solve em?
I don't think you should waste your time
Because I been broken so long just want a vibe

I'm tired of this search
Heart so damaged I'm so hurt
I just wanna find my her
The manifestation, of my broken heart

Vintagé - MANIFESTATION

Produced by me

Lyrics:
I'm going out of my mind lil baby I'm fried I'm so fucked up bitch
I been shown plenty of times a bitch aint mine I got no trust bitch
I think this where we divide aint on my side then who you love bitch?
Should I have done more, tell me should I have done more?
I been running out of options
Baby this our last resort
I don't even got no time for these bitches
Wit my werewolves yeah we outside
Gotta keep protection
I don't leave without my Gen 5

How could you say you love her?
All these bitches do is damn lie
Content with my position?
Hell no I'm tryna get damn higher
Been working in the shadows
I'm just tryna build my empire
Don't need no wings to glide hoe
Girl you know I aint no vampire
I stay away from conflict
Its one sided got no rivals
All these niggas run and copy
Come on don't be in denial
Listen to me like I'm Gandhi
My presence felt whenever I slide through
Like Dej Loaf I caught a body
Short like me lil bitch like 5'2

Aint you like 5'2 girl? Cant really invest
Wanna be the best! lil baby I'm tryna rule the world
All this money is ours, take some from the pile
Red Giela's wit white and blue shirts
I went through the pain and I got a chain
Baby girl now tell me who hurts?
Don't fuck with this song, might never come out
Might have to just make a new verse
Bitch my pockets fat never in a drought
Tryna get the pape like hoopers
That's the girl you claim? That bitch is a hoe
He must not have seen our bloopers
Rollie plain jane, want it up in gold
I just know that I'm gone get it first

Keep getting phone calls
Bitch I cannot answer I'm recording tryna focus
Tryna live in luxury my whole team up in them foreigns
Yeah I get we wolves, but I lived too long in that forest
Fuck a bitch in Betty Boop, All these fresh blue strips they so gorgeous
Keep a saber like Jedi's
He seeing death like a deer in headlights
Horcrux soul wit a couple hoes
I feel like Voldemort baby I cant die
Getting left over and over life like rollercoasters
Just seeing who gone ride
Wit D2 keep my composure, better watch my shooter
Cause he got dead eye (dead eye)

I'm going out of my mind lil baby I'm fried I'm so fucked up bitch
I been shown plenty of times a bitch aint mine I got no trust bitch
I think this where we divide aint on my side then who you love bitch?
Should I have done more, tell me should I have done more?
I been running out of options
Baby this our last resort
I don't even got no time for these bitches
Wit my werewolves yeah we outside
Gotta keep protection
I don't leave without my Gen 5

Vintagé - PROTECTION / GEN 5

Produced by longboystyle

Lyrics:
Ms. Officer a baddie in a Tonka truck
I don't fuck wit 12, but she catch all the opps for us
And when she off that 9-5 I let my Glocky bust
All on her face until she blind
Of the man I am
Bitch I been that nigga you should know that
Let them fucking know that Triple O gone be the new black
Yeah I be a wolf, but I'm immune to silver bullets
To my peers I'm gold to all my exes I'm the rudest

What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck
Do I gotta fucking do to make yo head clear?
Looking for escape routes in this dream I need a exit
Jaguar slam his face into the ground we playing Tekken
Nigga I aint doing no wrestling
Gotta get my head fixed
So I been looking inside, inside for a light source
Cause I know that I got problems baby
But this fucking darkness, darkness just keep taking over
And stop comparing me to niggas I'm not fucking normal!
Bumble bees and Star screams on my team my niggas Transformers
Better hit the mother ship I think its time to phone home
Ghost face killer who up in there? Imma wait until she all alone
Fucked me soon as I came in she gave me gummy like a Haribo
Hop on beats sometimes I shit talk, cause these niggas fucking terrible!
But eight, eight, eight
Bitch I'm living in abundance nigga
Tres, tres, tres
I know this whole world gone love me nigga
What the fuck I'm getting pulled over for?

Ms. Officer a baddie in a Tonka truck
I don't fuck wit 12, but she catch all the opps for us
And when she off that 9-5 I let my Glocky bust
All on her face until she blind
Of the man I am
Bitch I been that nigga you should know that
Let them fucking know that Triple O gone be the new black
Yeah I be a wolf, but I'm immune to silver bullets
To my peers I'm gold to all my exes I'm the rudest

Vintagé - MS. OFFICER

Produced by chopstick

Lyrics:
Why the fuck you sitting here believing niggas?
These boys telling fairy tales
If she friendly I aint leaving with her
You not for me, but I wish you well
Got a hundred mother fucking chains on me
In the club dancing with the devil
Spent half a band on these Margiela's
So you know I got to watch my step
Pushing 200 on the gas pedal
Let the mother fucking engine rev
Had to leave the stu for a long time
I've been having fucking writers block
Cant way to say "this shit all mine"
I'm tired of living like a hard knock

Got a bad bitch sitting up stairs
She walk around with no pants on
She a freak, but look so innocent
I told shorty come dance on me
My whole team fucking all stars
I don't fuck with no bench warmers
If the prods don't wanna send me beats
Imma cook up in the George Forman
With the twin, and we matching Za
Now I'm walking round like a damn zombie
Insomniac I cant sleep, I been up since like 5 prolly?
Shorty said she got to work in the morning
So I took her down to the lobby
Only fuck with like 5 niggas, so don't ask me bout no damn body!

No I dont fuck with them, no I dont fuck with you or yo lil bro
He act out I'm punching him
Slammed em to the ground now its blood all on the floor
I know when I drop this shit
All these underground niggas is gone tryna steal my flow
Cut shit Randy Cunningham
I'm a fruit ninja and that boy an annoying orange
Been bringing that money in
All the cars I drive is fast and they gone be foreign's
Best believe I'm sonning them
All the labels gone fucking see how I influence
Don't do lovey dovey shit
I gave one girl my heart and then she blew it
Will I ever love again?
Re-experience heart break boy I cant go through it
I'm sitting here thumbing through these checks right now nigga

Why the fuck you sitting here believing niggas?
These boys telling fairy tales
If she friendly I aint leaving with her
You not for me, but I wish you well
Got a hundred mother fucking chains on me
In the club dancing with the devil
Spent half a band on these Margiela's
So you know I got to watch my step
Pushing 200 on the gas pedal
Let the mother fucking engine rev
Had to leave the stu for a long time
I've been having fucking writers block
Cant way to say "this shit all mine"
I'm tired of living like a hard knock

Vintagé - Move On

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