Still Plankin’

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Vic Spencer - Rap

Still Plankin’

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[Verse] Uh Bitch Fuck Fuck these niggas talking 'bout Niggas want me outta here I splatter ribs I got a daycare by where your nanna live My grandma kids still living Rip a soul out your heart I got a spark All type of flavors when I park the ark Nigga I can plank on the ounce stacks Came up say the same stuff DAngerous on the map Grabbing the barrel, clapping your arms I'm on charge The souls in the folder controlling your whole squad To the alright, best top model Imma call Mike back It's a label up there, run by Chris right Don't try me I add weed like scales The ladder of life, I'm climbing like snails Southside is hell (Damn) Make sure my daughter's closet is full Nigga already know I'm a farmer to youth Enlarging the proof Smoke sessions, smoke now Hope now, seems like I can see the shit Believe it's big The meanest kicks, beaming wigs I'm still on that, warning cats The artifacts, the architect Wanna fucking meet my raps Toe jam and saltine cracker socks To crack the vault, it ain't my fault I don't feel lost in the swag sauce Lord is my witness you watching my moves I'm 'bout to poke your eyes out while I take me a cruise Bitch Lately all I do is just look at niggas that I done bodied And just smoke in their face nigga Get the fuck outta here

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  • Vic Spencer