VVS

Lyrics

[Intro: Guap Tarantino & ATL Jacob] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Big Guap ATL Jacob These VVSs on my neck, them diamonds shinin' Check the record All these diamonds, I'ma take 'em, perfect timin' Yeah, oh [Chorus: Guap Tarantino] These VVSs on my neck, them diamonds shinin' (Oh) Cuz just bought the new Maybach, the top reclinin' (Skrt) I told these niggas don't hit my jacket, I'm flyin' private (Flyin private) I drip that sauce up on that green, I'm thousand island We on that young nigga shit, you know we stylin' Put some Chanels on that ting, it made her goddess I came a long way from them bank deposits All that shit that we done went through, now we got it [Verse 1: Guap Tarantino] Sixteen, fuckin' hoes in the lobby (Racks) Bad tings, I'm on they neck like a violin (Woo) More wings than a jet, I got them risin' (Brr) We just kickin', havin' sex on an island I just seen she badder when I put her in that Mazi (Yah) And I told all the betters I'ma work it, nonstop it Hell nah, I won't let up, got them birds from the posse (Yah) Yeen got no money, then just shut up, you erased from the topic (Yah yah) I hit your bitch, man, havin' sex like where my hide is? I keep that Drizzy, fuck them niggas pocket watchin' (Brr) I'm havin' so much spill that it's toxic And I stay on that pill, gimme that body (Woo) [Chorus: Guap Tarantino] These VVSs on my neck, them diamonds shinin' (Oh) Cuz just bought the new Maybach, the top reclinin' (Skrt) I told these niggas don't hit my jacket, I'm flyin' private (Flyin private) I drip that sauce up on that green, I'm thousand island We on that young nigga shit, you know we stylin' Put some Chanels on that ting, it made her goddess I came a long way from them bank deposits All that shit that we done went through, now we got it [Verse 2: NAV] First time I sold some work, I got it on consignment First grade, I went to school ain't hand in my assignments (Yuh) Might take a vacay, twenty bitches on a island If I see it and I want it, then I'm buyin' (Yuh) It's harder bein' fake so what's the point in lyin'? I been through so much pain like, what's the point in cryin'? (Yuh) Ain't pullin' over, never sober when I'm drivin' On tour, I get drugs every city I arrive in (Yuh) Makin' songs, I came a long way sellin' remix I got so much rings that I could cover three fists Pay for everything, but I can't stand a cheap bitch Bust down AP, this is not a cheap wrist [Chorus: Guap Tarantino] These VVSs on my neck, them diamonds shinin' (Oh) Cuz just bought the new Maybach, the top reclinin' (Skrt) I told these niggas don't hit my jacket, I'm flyin' private (Flyin private) I drip that sauce up on that green, I'm thousand island We on that young nigga shit, you know we stylin' Put some Chanels on that ting, it made her goddess I came a long way from them bank deposits All that shit that we done went through, now we got it