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real rap song 20

Givenchy Coat (prod. Chxse x midtwos)

[Chorus: VLXDNEM]
It’s so funny to me, how these niggas be weird — they losin’ the plot
I put a bag on my bitch, ain’t nun new, we dress up outta da box
I’m mista top 3, not 2 — they prayin’ I fall, I call it demise

Bitch, I been fightin’ my demons, they schemin’ — they want a young nigga to go head n’ rot
Yes, it’s a big body Porsche — I’m whippin’ that bitch, goddamn, I slide off the lot
If we got a problem, I solve ’em, I line ’em and chalk ’em — lil’ bitch, I’m sendin’ them shots

666, 666 — hell yeah, you goin’ to hell

[Verse 1: VLXDNEM]
We know he ready to sing, he ready to tell
Free all my niggas who up, who stuck in a jam, who be in that cell
Bitch, I’ma aim at his cap, I’m puttin’ a dent right up in his shell
I got that Glock in my right hand — b-bitch, I feel like Odell

[Verse 2: Swisha]
Catchin’ the racks — I feel like Odell
We laugh to the bank, we breakin’ the scale
We creep through the night, feelin’ like a vamp
And we been gettin’ these racks, nigga, can’t you tell?

Up till the morning, ’cause I want to — yeah
And she askin’ for money, gotta tell her no
Do this shit for the gang, do it for the folks
I been gettin’ too high, pour another four

Ima back out the Glock, make him do the woah — do the woah
I been money-makin’ in my zone
When she saw the money, said “Hello”
And you know it’s nun to get ’em gone

And his bitch on my dick, callin’ up my phone
Stay with the guys — never do you wrong
We gon’ send him to hell, hit him in his dome — send him to hell!
We finna send that boy under

And I been the shit, nigga, like a plumber
He said that he broke — nigga, that’s a bummer
Hit his bitch from the back, beat her like a drummer
He catchin’ the fye, call him Travis Hunter

And I’m catchin’ the vibe, glidin’ on this bih
And that nigga so broke — that shit make me sick
And I stick to the code — fye up on my hip

[Chorus: VLXDNEM]
It’s so funny to me, how these niggas be weird — they losin’ the plot
I put a bag on my bitch, ain’t nun new, we dress up outta da box
I’m mista top 3, not 2 — they prayin’ I fall, I call it demise

Bitch, I been fightin’ my demons, they schemin’ — they want a young nigga to go head n’ rot
Yes, it’s a big body Porsche — I’m whippin’ that bitch, goddamn, I slide off the lot
If we got a problem, I solve ’em, I line ’em and chalk ’em — lil’ bitch, I’m sendin’ them shots

666, 666 — hell yeah, you goin’ to hell

Hell Ft Swisha Prod Fendi

[Intro]
I got that K on my side — don’t worry about, don’t worry about me
Issey Miyake, it’s all over me
In that all-black truck, bitch, I’m ’bouta OD

They keepa eye, ehhh...
They keepa eye, ehhh...

They keep a eye on a nigga (oh yuh)
I’m already knowin’ you wanna be me
Already knowin’ you wanna be me

They — they wanna, they wanna be me
But — but — they cannot see me

Grabbin’ her waist, I’m thinkin’ she BB
Grabbin’ her waist, Im thinkin she feel me

High as a kite, I feel so tiki

[Verse 1]
She said, “Vlad, are you a bad man?”
She said, “Vlad, are you a bad man?”

I said, “Baby, I’m not a bad man.”
I’m not a bad man — but I got bad hands
Ain’t got no Perc, I’ma turn to a sad man (yuh)

All black, I’m lookin’ like Batman
I’m rockin’ Issey, she like the fashion (yuh)

Yeah, we got big-body Dracos, all in the Tahoe
You know the gang on go

I hadda go get my racks up, go get my bag up
Can’t be no broke man, no

You seen my bad side, I’m not a bad guy
Livin’ my life like it’s Mad Max, yuh

I’m in that field makin’ big hits, yuh
Call that lil’ boy up — that’s a big sack, yuh

Oh yeah, that’s a big sack
You in a big pack, yeah

[Chorus / Outro]
I got that K on my side — don’t worry about, don’t worry about me
Issey Miyake, it’s all over me
In that all-black truck, bitch, I’m ’bouta OD

They keepa eye, ehhh...
They keepa eye, ehhh...

They keep a eye on a nigga (oh yuh)
I’m already knowin’ you wanna be me
Already knowin’ you wanna be me

They — they wanna, they wanna be me
But — but — they cannot see me

Grabbin’ her waist, I’m thinkin’ she BB
Grabbin’ her waist, Im thinkin she feel me

High as a kite, I feel so tiki

Dont Worry Prod Chxsen

psykotic

Gintama

Hell Ft Swisha Prod Fendi

vladdy (@vlxdnem)

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