lirik lagu vil – stressin’
[intro: vil]
mathias, hahahaha
yeah
[chorus: vil]
ayy, why you stressin’?
ayy, why you talkin’? (talk)
b~tches talkin’ just to talk, b~tch, i don’t do the talkin’ (talkin’)
we could hop inside the lam, b~tch, we could get it poppin’ (skrrt)
i ain’t flexin’ for the gram, b~tch, i am really poppin’ (yeah, yeah)
ayy, why you stressin’? (why you stressin’?)
ayy, why you talkin’? (talkin’?)
b~tches talkin’ just to talk, b~tch, i don’t do the talkin’
we could hop inside the lam, b~tch, we could get it poppin’ (skrrt, poppin’)
i ain’t flexin’ for the gram, b~tch, i am really poppin’ (yeah, yeah)
[verse 1: vil]
ayy, ayy, i’m with tes x and she just popped an x (pop)
i’m cruisin’ in the model x, well, she gon’ give me neck (vroom)
i got the glock on me, i told my bro, “go hold the tec” (pop)
and please don’t talk to me, i do not care, just save your breath
proud of me (proud), i know she proud of me (yeah)
when i step inside the function, all the hate surrounding me
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
he got hit ’cause he was clownin’ me
i don’t think he gon’ make it ’cause the bullets hit his artery (godd~mn)
let’s get right to the point, and why you keep on callin’ me?
you see me doin’ good, so you tellin’ me you sorry (huh?)
get that fake sh~t out my life, surrounded by love, these people part of me
why you stressin’ ’bout a b~tch when i’m more worried ’bout which car to bring? d~mn (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
[chorus: vil]
ayy, why you stressin’? (stress)
ayy, why you talkin’?
b~tches talkin’ just to talk, b~tch, i don’t do the talkin’ (uh~uh)
we could hop inside the lam, b~tch, we could get it poppin’ (skrrt)
i ain’t flexin’ for the gram, b~tch, i am really poppin’
ayy, why you stressin’? (why you stressin’?)
ayy, why you talkin’? (talkin’?)
b~tches talkin’ just to talk, b~tch, i don’t do the talkin’
we could hop inside the lam, b~tch, we could get it poppin’ (get it poppin’)
i ain’t flexin’ for the gram, b~tch, i am really poppin’ (skrrrt)
[verse 2: tes x]
yeah, i don’t give a f~ck, i feel the same now
i just bought a f~cking coupe and blew the f~cking brains out
n~ggas say i’m switchin’ for the motherf~cking fame now
only f~cking thing i’m switching is my f~cking lanes now
they should call me drake ’cause i never been the same (okay)
p~ssy boy talkin’ all that sh~t, we play your brain (oh yeah)
i was robbin’, stealin’, n~ggas, i was taking chains
and i f~cked a n~gga’s b~tch ’cause he was actin’ super lame (shh)
we been gettin’ money
n~ggas talkin’ sh~t and saying that i’m up to something
but i ain’t up to nothing, b~tch, i’m tryna stack these hunnids
blue face bills in the back like i’m a junky
blue face bills, i’m a pump him like a—
double cupped, the mud up
we be throwin’ gang signs ’cause my n~ggas bloods, yuh
i was in the prison doin’ push ups, gettin’ cut up
we gon’ send ’em sh~lls, we gon’ give that boy a buzz cut
stop all the talkin’, little b~tch, shut the f~ck up
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