Vory

(álbum: Red Eye - 2023)

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Yeah, sing to lil' mama like Vory
I'ma pop ya lil' top for the glory
When I'm gone, they 'gon tell my kids stories
Had to sit all of my whip on Forgis
Loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain't no trading
Had to restructure my AR 'cause the ATF buying braces
At the gun range, nigga, I ain't doing yoga
Baby girl, come here, please bend it over
Global warming, got the electric Range Rover
My youngins'll make a nigga hand his chain over
Fuck that, you can't show a nigga no remorse
They might take that for weakness (Yeah)
Stressing, I ain't have no food inside the fridge
All them broke nights, was sleepless (Yeah)

Jumping off the patio, we tryna get away from the pigs
I can tell how you talk that you ain't never slid
He rapping 'bout a life that he ain't never lived
We talking 'bout some shit that he ain't never did
Shawty having water like the Nile River
My past stories give a nigga cold shivers
Whole body had like the Japanese, apex, nigga, we a different breed
Shawty tryna come and put it on a player
Pipe her down, the broad was bad and biracial
Tell her like it is, the truth hurt feelings
I'ma up the squeeze, like pass it, I'm certain
Hunt a nigga down, a real predator
Keep your eyes open, this shit get treacherous
The gun safe, got so many sticks, ain't no room in it, I gotta cop another one
I got stripes like that nigga Tee Higgins
He thought it was the indo, but I had remixed it
Cooling with a bad bitch who eccentric
Made a ghost gun from a 3D printer
Gorgeous bitch with an attitude, she a fire sign
I'ma put it out 'cause I'm a water sign
Got a four-five if niggas out of line
I'm the one the street niggas idolize
I'll slap a nigga with a Gen-5
Where I'm from, it's trap, scam or prison time
I might sing to lil' mama just like Jacquees
Nigga try and jack, I'll leave him obsolete
I just wanna apologize to my family for the dysfunction
Me and my dawgs all want none for it, we in conjunction

Yeah, sing to lil' mama like Vory
I'ma pop ya lil' top for the glory
When I'm gone, they 'gon tell my kids stories
Had to sit all of my whip on Forgis
Loyal to my bloodline and my partners, ain't no trading
Had to restructure my AR 'cause the ATF buying braces
At the gun range, nigga, I ain't doing yoga
Baby girl, come here, please bend it over
Global warming, got the electric Range Rover
My youngins'll make a nigga hand his chain over
Fuck that, you can't show a nigga no remorse
They might take that for weakness (Yeah)
Stressing, I ain't have no food inside the fridge
All them broke nights, was sleepless