Vip

Lyrics
[Intro] Haha, yeah, Make way for the VIP, haha, oh God, ay, yah, yah [Chorus 1] Make way for the VIP I walk to the sound of the trumpets Make way for the VIP Shades on with the crew that I run with Make way for the VIP Can't talk if you ain't ever done this Look at the work that I publish VIP on the badge and the luggage, yeah [Verse 1] VIP - when they see, then they notice I killed the game with no reason or motive They know the lines, but don't read how I wrote it Late to the draft, but I lead likе I'm Jokic, huh Say I'm the best, and I'm GOATed Man cannot flеx, and he knows it Get to the bread like it's Hovis Talk like we're bestest of bros, but it's hard to forget all the texts that they've ghosted So there's no response Flew first class, and I wrote it off They got windows down, and they closed the shop Watch 'em charging a fee for their stolen fonts, they gon' Miss me, there's a lot to focus on Big cheese, they a bot with broken cogs Keep telling me their names like Pokémon Had your chance, now the moment's gone, so they [Chorus 2] Make way for the VIP I walk to the sound of the trumpets Make way for the VIP Shades on with the crew that I run with Make way for the VIP Can't talk if you ain't ever done this Look at the work that I publish VIP on the badge and the luggage I got eyes on me, eyes on me now Lights on me, I run this town Eyes on me, eyes on me now V to the I to the P, and they all got Eyes on me, eyes on me now Lights on me, I run this town Eyes on me, eyes on me now V to the I to the P, and they all got [Verse 2] Tapped in the scene, and they run it cold I got bunnies on me like it's Hobby Hole Your mans on a team with a common goal But they bottle big shows like Solihull I'm like Banjo - don't need no nuts and bolts Even Tesla's mad when I up the volts Making hits on the nets like I'm dropping faults 'Cause only in League have you gotten gold Now that I'm at the con, but I don't pay for entry Don't snort Coke, but I'm OK with Pepsi Good with my craft like the front page of Etsy They at the bar, whilst I'm home making spreadsheets, ay Next up, come and get me I'mma rest up, so I get double XP Call it death touch, one point done for next week 'Cause my flows staying mint like I'm brushing my teeth Don't wanna mess with the VI- Your main beat ain't compare to my B-sides They out of Steam, ain't no need for a green light I keep it clean that I'm leaving for tea-time [Chorus 2] Yah, make way for the VIP I walk to the sound of the trumpets Make way for the VIP Shades on with the crew that I run with Make way for the VIP Can't talk if you ain't ever done this Look at the work that I publish VIP on the badge and the luggage I got eyes on me, eyes on me now Lights on me, I run this town Eyes on me, eyes on me now V to the I to the P, and they all got Eyes on me, eyes on me now Lights on me, I run this town Eyes on me, eyes on me now V to the I to the P, and they all got [Outro] Eyes on me, eyes on me now Lights on me, I run this town Eyes on me, eyes on me now V to the I to the P, and they all got, haha!
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- Rustage