Vision Lyrics
Cxb, he go crazy
Damn, Pablo
Brand new cash came, bring them bags in
Brand new thirty clip and my ratchet
Brand new Telfar bag for a bad bitch
Brand new Hellcat, brand new black Benz’
New money, new year, same problem (Aye, same ol’ problems)
The homie bang that blue shit, Top Shotta (I get that heat, yeah)
They don’t wanna see Lul Tim off that monitor (No)
Pluto comin’ home this year, Grand Theft Auto (That’s GTA)
Catch a hat, empty clips outside a Tahoe (Let it spray)
Drop a bag, get him killed, that’s what I’m on (With that K)
Sippin’ Act’, crack the seal, sticky Styrofoam (Yeah)
Don’t call me “Slatt”, “60s Crip” on my iPhone
Hurricane ’round my Rollie
No wonder, I’m ignorin’ all this pain, I ain’t sober
Yeah, servin’ ‘caine with that toaster
Hood be really sellin’ cocaine, I’ma locsta
I’m from the bottom of the map, so we keep a strap
Don’t got no door key to the trap, come in, it’s a wrap
He let them birdies take a bath, run it up in math
Ballin’ like the Cleveland Cavs, jumpin’ out the gym
He rock Amiri mixed with Timbs, super fresh to death
In the kitchen cookin’ yayo, hustle, he a chef
They know Lil’ D don’t give a damn, play, you gettin’ left
I’m tryna sell it gram for gram, I done took a L, aye
Brand new murda squad, brand thirty rod
Brand new Birkin Bag, look who I bought it for
She got a brand new body, shawty need a brand new car
I’m like a rockstar mixed up with a Rastafari
New money, new year, same problem (Aye, same ol’ problems)
The homie bang that blue shit, Top Shotta (I get that heat, yeah)
They don’t wanna see Lul Tim off that monitor (No)
Pluto comin’ home this year, Grand Theft Auto (That’s GTA)
Catch a hat, empty clips outside a Tahoe (Let it spray)
Drop a bag, get him killed, that’s what I’m on (With that K)
Sippin’ Act’, crack the seal, sticky Styrofoam (Yeah)
Don’t call me “Slatt”, “60s Crip” on my iPhone