lirik lagu v don – 30 for 30
verse 1: ankhlejohn:
sh~ttin’ me, i don’t even mean love, ask the jury i still stand on my statement, still do this sh~t every day of the week even to the trash, v don (inaudible), all the fly n~ggas, poo poo poo poo poo poo poo…!
yeah shoes rube, attitude i was all past curfew, cops k!lled another black man this sh~t like the worst news it was corona last week
we actually deep, 9 outta 15 n~ggas packin’ heat, wrote any o’ yo’ names’ll be obsolete, absolutely up sold top dog n~ggas know it’s me (it’s him lord!)
bald heads like jodeci, map loaded it was overseas a n~gga say take their mask off like the covid they leavin’
bow to the east (bow to the east!), you bound to get feast on ahead a flea b~tch she was a fridge on, rip the p~wn, chop your hand off with the apr~n on! (chop it off, n~gga!)
date on a rival ambulance had a late response (too too too too!) when the first shot got paid for gone (ch~ching!), n~ggas is servin’ packs, to keep their cable on! (sh~t!)
just cuz u made it rite don’t make it wrong!!!!!! (huh?), yeah, n~gga i’m the king of this sh~t like genghis khan, some time to c~nt to make my p~n~s soft! sh~ttin’ me!
verse 2: da$h:
ch~ch~ch~ch~ch…., big, smoke this sh~t so i smoke y’all n~ggas, hahaha, yeah, shot, yo, all aboard i was really on tour for cannoli course, leave it to one heard that the world is yours, i was really out in county makin’ all the calls (oh sh~t)
and i got me hawks when it hurt that i heard that he shots yo’ dome, told the n~gga that i get paid for droppin’ poems, they would told me i would porch when the chopper’s gone (skrrrt!)
naw, but i earned it, whole plate out ain’t no tourniquet (no), burn the spliff up but it ain’t expensive, pay some when i’m gettin’ pancin’
love a b~tch that pay attention, detention from them other ones, youngin said they reduced these so we went and pulled us some other guns (grr!)
fonts increase, f~cked her on the yacht out in miami beach (ah), take you what your teachers couldn’t, even proof them ain’t sh~t important
i swear you shouldn’t play with nothin’, we associatin’ with, even if i brought cake i promise i couldn’t shape the b~tch, i swerved out in the latest whip, (know you see me n~gga), no f~ckin’ know, stop f~ckin’ playin’, man, stylin’, n~gga, yeah, ha, ha
verse 3: sauce heist:
ping ping ping ping ping ping… the nice life, you know the vibes!
n~ggas out pickin’ nine and left t~~th marks behind, bad footers sippin’ juice, i ain’t hard to find
nightmares of don diva covers, ops tryn’ to put me under covers, too many 69s in deep cover (it’s facts!)
i don’t care who we under, i ain’t jackin’ it (naw), bandanna kapital jacket on the yacht, orange roughy fishin’
you ain’t look prayer but broke like scottie pippen (haha!), five hunned a foot is how we pick it!
balenciaga track shoes on the amtrak, makin’ power moves, f~ck flowers, hand me 40 acres in a mule
somewhere in a small town king of pressure, time to shut ’em all down, i want the daughter, of diana ross, love the way her eyes closed when i show her the scammers in the floors (right right right right!)
r.i.p. pop smoke (r.i.p.), linked with the bloods in the low (bueno), no bl!ckies no folks (right, right), designer we tote, she lacks too, cash rules everything around me c.r.e.a.m
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