Spot Run

Lyrics

[Intro: VL Deck] Incognito The car just been imported Cheat code, let's stand out How the fuck you get on this side? Woah [Chorus: VL Deck] I got [?], racks bustin' out my dental I'ma spot runner, gas bags, I can sell 'em Extension toter, pain killer lean sipper Ninja turtle bullets in a magazine, these bitches flippers The 36 cool, but the 41 bigger The Tesla transform, but you gotta see the Fisker Used to old school whips, now one button, this bitch talk Rollie compliments the [?] stand down, I survive the drought [Verse 1: VL Deck] 40 pointer bracelet crack, look like glass house Carbon one-five with the titties, that's a hundred rounds Gotta get it how you live where I'm from, that's regardless Up twenty four seven, ain't no sleepin' in the projects This a half a t-shirt what I spent on my VL piece Face good, I slept in every Zone trap from one to three Gang owe homage, I need a mil' for retribution Now I'm on stage next to Street, Slime and Future Bracket full a rich niggas, it's so much I eat But if a nigga think it's candy, they gon' [?] book me on [?] street Count up a check, get the big head Walk in this bitch like I'm bow legged Pour up a deuce in a big red Diamonds on fleek like a bitch head [Chorus: VL Deck] I got [?], racks bustin' out my dental I'ma spot runner, gas bags, I can sell 'em Extension toter, pain killer lean sipper Ninja turtle bullets in a magazine, these bitches flippers The 36 cool, but the 41 bigger The Tesla transform, but you gotta see the Fisker Used to old school whips, now one button, this bitch talk Rollie compliments the [?] stand down, I survive the drought [Verse 2: Young Thug] Survived in the biggest bullets ever, ayy (Ever, ayy) Hydraulic, got a four up in a Mellow Yellow, yeah (Got a four in a Mellow) In my own lane, I'm on a oneway (Oneway) Ain't sell no brick, I built my feng shui (Yeah) We don't play games, we no Nintendos, nigga (No) I built my ma house and got bigger figures (Blessings) You ain't no gangsta, you a titty, nigga (Yeah) Got me dancin' like Michael Jackson Thriller, nigga (Got me dancin') We servin' Xannys and whammys (Yeah) The way that PJ land outstandin', I'm fannin' (I'm a fan) I told that bitch don't ever compare me to no fan, yeah I keep at least a half a millies in the socks somewhere (Yeah) [Chorus: VL Deck] I got [?], racks bustin' out my dental I'ma spot runner, gas bags, I can sell 'em Extension toter, pain killer lean sipper Ninja turtle bullets in a magazine, these bitches flippers The 36 cool, but the 41 bigger The Tesla transform, but you gotta see the Fisker Used to old school whips, now one button, this bitch talk Rollie compliments the [?] stand down, I survive the drought