i swear this pack thrax

Ayy
Ayy, Vlo, Vlo, I thought you was a trap nigga

It's crazy your whole lil' collective don't fuck wit' you
I was gon' pay for your Lyft, spend a buck or two
Niggas, they ducking 'cause Chance tryna buck wit' you (Yeah)
Ayy, lil' Taliban, go ahead and dump that dude
Casper gon' drop you, nigga gon' slump that dude
You crying to Booly, why you tryna suck that dude?
800pts, he tried to fuck on you
How the fuck you let a white nigga push on you? (Yeah)
"I was thirteen when I did it", stop lying
Called you a bitch, then a fuck nigga flying
Up in the air like a mo'fucking pilot
We putting Vlo on t-shirt, design it
Why you online showing your fucking privates?
I got your address, but I'll keep it private

Yo, freestyle, freestyle, freestyle, freestyle
Hey, baby
Freestyle
Hey, baby?
Freestyle
Hey, baby
Nah, nah, that's wild

Nigga, bitch who was finished?
You was sucking Boolymon, wait for replenish
I got the fuck nigga, hitting his tendon
Ask where his address, that nigga was pending
Two twin Glocks, but they shoot independent
Nigga too broke for a ride, I'ma send it, nigga
Join the 4ersona, denied
I get the fuck nigga cut like some pieces of pie
Shit going right through his side
One hit wonder?, Bitch, I made a hunnid [?]

Nah, let's talk about it, fuck nigga
I just dropped a song two days ago, number one on the billboard, bitch
You ain't ever doing that, fuck nigga

Them nigga had told me "Vlo talking on my ho"
Them nigga had told me "Vlo talking on my ho"
Them nigga had told me "Vlo talking on my ho"
We gon' bop, bop, fuck nigga, what's good?
Just wanted to let y'all know, Hemi yo' a dick riding bitch, and that's understood
What the fuck is a V-L-O?
Oh shit, I'm tripping, that's in my wood
We had a B-L-O, we let it B-L-Ow
Tap on E-L-O, 'cause we finna slide
V-L-O, where your ass tryna hide?
And this shit 'thrax, boy, I'm getting high
Take off his head, I'll light up his mind
I don't know why I'm dissing 'cause I'm wasting my time
I get you gone for a tax, Mxlachi
Head, shoulders, knees, like gra-da-da-da
He talking down, we gon' aim his matha
I heard you trap saying "Ra-da-da-da"
If Cash pulled up, you would've been like "My God"
Bitch, you a clone and I feel like your papa
You wanna shake me, go make it maraca
Booly don't fuck wit' you, he not your partner

Ayy nigga, uh, I'm finna hop on a flight to L.A. and the shit with gang
Y'all say some shit with Cash, fuck nigga