lirik lagu triggamaq, rydah jett & drakovell - no vests in the v
[intro: triggamaq]
(808chopz, bang that!)
lotone put the reverb in the back
steelface stamped on my fitted, i don’t cap
they think it’s calm ’til we double back
i ain’t seen no vest in that v, now it’s wrap
[verse 1: triggamaq]
outta the county, i’m back in the zone
still in the booth with the chrome
drill ain’t a phase, it’s a code
one call and it’s mission mode
you outside for clout, i’m out for names
we don’t aim for legs, just frames
spin through blocks with silent aims
you gon’ need more than luck when it rains
[verse 2: rydah jett]
b~tch, i’m back, this that curse talk
hop out the whip, let the bird squawk
heard he flexed, now his chain chalk
gave his b~tch back—her head was soft
run that mouth, you get outlinеd
all them threats? b~tch, not mine
i’m thе reason they don’t walk right
pull up dumpin’—broad night
ain’t no vest on that b~tch~ass man
put holes in him like a soup can
pistol kiss his forehead—blam!
now his folks don’t know where he stand
f~ck all that talkin’, we spin for real
ops duckin’ like they in the field
i’m with demons who don’t got chill
and your cousin just got peeled
[verse 3: drakovell]
no statements, i don’t do no chat
rims spin, then we peel right back
glovebox got that thunder packed
if they slide, we leave ’em flat
countin’ up while i plot on foes
i keep heat when the city froze
you can pray, but i seen that go
soon as doors swing, it’s over, bro
hit my line, i don’t text no beef
either we move or we play for keeps
got the drop, now he rest in peace
they lightin’ candles, we back on creep
[verse 4: rydah jett]
yeah—back again, b~tch, i need that fee
i ain’t signin’ sh~t ‘less it come with heat
don’t talk ’bout drills if you ain’t compete
you was scared in school, now you claim the street?
lame~ass rappers tryna act mean
’til we show up and they p~ss they jeans
told his girl she belong to the team
now she eatin’ rounds like krispy kreme
f~cked your homie up, and you said nothin’
heard you got jumped and you stayed runnin’
keep my stick like the pope do blessin’s
but this one bring real confessions
[verse 5: triggamaq & drakovell]
triggamaq:
i ain’t got no vest, just steel and nerves
i bend those corners, pressin’ curves
no flex, just facts in every verse
i ain’t out here beggin’ for worth
drakovell:
word, my section don’t need to prove
we the ones that they scared to lose
he got pressed and cracked like shoes
no backpedal, we step in twos
[outro: triggamaq & rydah jett]
triggamaq:
i ain’t seen no vest in that v
just tinted glass and a dumb~dream
rydah jett:
and we popped that b~tch like soda steam
got no soul left, just beam and scream
triggamaq (spoken):
steelface
we out
(directed by cam lenz…)
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu shahin - this is a dream
- lirik lagu vicky leandros - wie sich die mühlen dreh’n im wind
- lirik lagu shattered quartz - inhabited
- lirik lagu prodromos tsaousakis - ο μποχώρης (o mpohoris)
- lirik lagu howard moody - jerky (doodoo mix)
- lirik lagu choosey (arg) - x yirigoyen
- lirik lagu axpril - 1401.
- lirik lagu prúdy & pavol hammel - privreté oči
- lirik lagu must die! - frequency knife
- lirik lagu espama trincana - eu e meu primo, top 2