Evil Ways

Album cover art for "Evil Ways" by VL Deck & Ferrari Simmons

VL Deck & Ferrari Simmons - Rap, Atlanta Rap

Evil Ways

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Duration: 3:40

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[Intro: Ferrari Simmons] Hahahaha VL Deck, Ferrari Simmons, back at it again (Wavy808, you crazy) We still stackin', all 2023 We still gettin' to that motherfuckin' money We stayin' out the motherfuckin' way Dodgin' fuck niggas Y'all know what's happenin' Ayy, Deck, let's get into it [Chorus: VL Deck] Where y'all deal? I need a gram in I stay fresh in hide and fabrics Pushin' packs is still my passion I'm goin' bonkers, doin' 'em nasty Brand-new Jag, I copped the fast one I'm made with power straight from ounces I'm clutchin' Ks, I'm movin' cautious Got equal ways, it came from crosses Where y'all deal? I need a gram in I stay fresh in hide and fabrics Pushin' packs is still my passion I'm goin' bonkers, doin' 'em nasty Brand-new Jag, I copped the fast one I'm madе with power straight from ounces I'm clutchin' Ks, I'm movin' cautious Got equal ways, it camе from crosses [Verse 1: VL Deck] Codeine sippin', how I cope, in the jungle I seen the most I been fucked up, so I boast, don't need a deal, I'm sellin' 'bows Off of plays, my neck is froze, this drip I cop ain't found in stores I'm fresh as shit, might strike a pose, I killed the drought, was sellin' loads Ain't no switches over East cause we just bought 'em all Two spots on the same street, we beam just like the local mall Hope we killin' such and such, that bitch look, we gon' knock him down Thuggin' out in public, if I up it, I'm gon' let off rounds I never stress, I got a check, my neck is wet, my bitch is thick I put titties on my KelTec, come to pieces, I got two sets I hate Tris, so bring the Hi-Tech, I do Addys, I get no sleep This no kizzin' for this rap shit, really had my trap house beamin' (Rollin') [Chorus: VL Deck] Where y'all deal? I need a gram in I stay fresh in hide and fabrics Pushin' packs is still my passion I'm goin' bonkers, doin' 'em nasty Brand-new Jag, I copped the fast one I'm made with power straight from ounces I'm clutchin' Ks, I'm movin' cautious Got equal ways, it came from crosses Where y'all deal? I need a gram in I stay fresh in hide and fabrics Pushin' packs is still my passion I'm goin' bonkers, doin' 'em nasty Brand-new Jag, I copped the fast one I'm made with power straight from ounces I'm clutchin' Ks, I'm movin' cautious Got equal ways, it came from crosses [Verse 2: VL Deck] Dues paid, now I'm flawless, sippin' meds 'til I'm nauseous Never scared nor bothered, I was blessed then with a chopper Plenty tries, but I still propser, I'm always fresh, bitch, check my posture I conversate with ones who made it while eatin' shrimp with pasta I built my lane from dealin' I came from sellin' bags and nickels Strip club, I'm blessin' strippers I'm seen from miles, my neck like glitter I didn't do Johnny, fourteen in my dentures Out the 6, a drug dealer, real socket, I plug niggas She top me up then [?][2:29] [?] I pour fours in one-liters I won't cheat like [?][2:35] Shop with me, my bud cheaper Beam on top 'em heat-seekers This shit I smoke the best reefer She gave me sex before I greeted her, damn [Chorus: VL Deck] Where y'all deal? I need a gram in I stay fresh in hide and fabrics Pushin' packs is still my passion I'm goin' bonkers, doin' 'em nasty Brand-new Jag, I copped the fast one I'm made with power straight from ounces I'm clutchin' Ks, I'm movin' cautious Got equal ways, it came from crosses Where y'all deal? I need a gram in I stay fresh in hide and fabrics Pushin' packs is still my passion I'm goin' bonkers, doin' 'em nasty Brand-new Jag, I copped the fast one I'm made with power straight from ounces I'm clutchin' Ks, I'm movin' cautious Got equal ways, it came from crosses

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Credits

Writers
  • VL Deck
  • Ferrari Simmons