VVS Ice Lyrics – MoneyMarr
Singer: MoneyMarr
Title: VVS Ice
Uh
Aye make me a beat Kid
Aye-aye-aye, I-I-I told y’all
Yo Hustle
I’d come back with this sh#t but y’all ain’t believe in me you hear me?
I got something for y’all #ss though
Uh, uh, VVS ice make a b#tch go retarded
And we endin’ the beef let the opps get it started
n#gg#s broke in the trap better off goin’ to college
Uh, we get it lit in this b#tch like a lighter
Lift up the Glock not a fighter
In the booth I’m with Hustle and Kid makin’ fire
I need the invoice 50k get this sh#t wired
Uh, and I’m not a regular
Get this sh#t lit on a whole ‘nother level
And the streets f#cked up n#gg#s hot like peppers
And the rappin’ don’t let back to slangin’ that metal
The opps better come with some force
How he fall off with the ball in his court?
I’ma drag on the b#tch throw them racks on the floor
When I come from the west back to slangin’ that torch, uh
Slangin’ that torch, uh
Clientele call it the bomb
Flood the whole hood did that sh#t off the arm
Big Drac’ knock off a chunk on your arm
At the top tier one that’s an motherf#ckin’ honor
You worried ’bout b#tches I’m worried ’bout commas
And her p#ss# some sh#t but I’m just bein’ honest
When I get in that mode I go beast like I’m Yiannis, uh
Better not hop in that car it’s a fishbowl
Better not hop out this Glock got a switch mode
Look at my wrist boy this sh#t go disco
And I got an alias plug out Frisco
Beefin’ with me I’ma show you how this go
Murder for hire my youngin’ let switch go
She ate me up treat the dick like swiss roll
And you snakin’ me out ’cause you lettin’ the b#tch know
Uh, Hellcat cruise can’t slide in the drop-top
Brodie be trippin’ keep f#ckin’ up opp thots
I’m in L.A. need me some Tris’ or that Wockhardt
Can’t spin away today n#gg# the block hot
GS about business you n#gg#s be trippin’
Get it started we get this sh#t finished you missin’ it
Lil’ bro go down with the pump get to flippin’ it
n#gg#s fell off goin’ broke for them b#tches
Uh, uh, VVS ice make a b#tch go retarded
And we endin’ the beef let the opps get it started
n#gg#s broke in the trap better off goin’ to college
Uh, we get it lit in this b#tch like a lighter
Lift up the Glock not a fighter
In the booth I’m with Hustle and Kid makin’ fire
I need the invoice 50k get this sh#t wired
Uh, and I’m not a regular
Get this sh#t lit on a whole ‘nother level
And the streets f#cked up n#gg#s hot like peppers
And the rappin’ don’t let back to slangin’ that metal
The opps better come with some force
How he fall off with the ball in his court?
I’ma drag on the b#tch throw them racks on the floor
When I come from the west back to slangin’ that torch, uh
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