Lyrics KILLY & Smiley – Vince Carter

Vince Carter Lyrics – KILLY & Smiley

Singer: KILLY & Smiley
Title: Vince Carter

She told me her name and I said it then forgot it
Hear the bass hit so hard gave the whip hydraulics
200 MPH ain’t no Impala
G30s lit until the flame got outed

My gang will never dishonor
Stand on the money, I’m taller
She do it all for a baller
I fly through the city, Vince Carter

If he wanna diss he a goner
I had to double my dollars
She gonna come if I call her
Took out the bench with a starter

Look what I got, walk in the spot
Both of my pockets lumped up with knots
I got multiple options lumped up with knots
Look what I got, how I been with a lot

And I’m back in the mix, turn my back to the opps
Back making bread with my friends, my compadres
Who said I fell off? Man the jokes need to stop
All 4 of my pockets lumped up with knots

That’s a 10 piece, that’s a 10 piece
Came in with a 10 piece, I feel like spending
Should I get the Rolls Royce? It’s pretty tempting
f#ck they left me no choice, they see me glistening

(You don’t see the mothaf#cking ice man? That sh#t glistening!)
Twist off the top, yeah I’m pouring out the drop
Thinking outside the box I still keep my circle small
Making sure my money tall so I keep deading all these talk-talk-talk-talks

She told me her name and I said it then forgot it
Hear the bass hit so hard gave the whip hydraulics
200 MPH ain’t no Impala
G30s lit until the flame got outed

My gang will never dishonour
Stand on the money I’m taller
She do it all for a baller
I fly through the city, Vince Carter

If he wanna diss he a goner
I had to double my dollars
She gonna come if I call her
Took out the bench with a starter

I got them killys and Killy
In the car and they ran up a 6 seat
Getting rich, I feel like I’m 50
Keep up n#gg# I’m keeping a ciggy

Not jail, nowhere else for Smiggy
If they get out the mud now they with me
If you broke then you look kind of filthy
I can’t lie I was selling them quickly

Told the judge I stopped but still me
They ran and got dumped like Ricky
And I know that the feds wanna get me
They just mad that I’m rich and not risky

Go to clubs, you already know they don’t frisk me
I told Chris let’s spin like a frisbee
I told gang let’s spin like a frisbee
I told (Shh) let’s spin like a frisbee

Can’t say too much names, do you get me?
Then I get out the trap, then get my bag, then get in a Benz with your biddy
Then get out my feelings, get in the hills and get on a track, me and Killy
Me and Zach we going to Italy

Over The Top just hit 100 Milli’
She gonna f#ck when I reach in the city
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
She told me her name and I said it then forgot it

Hear the bass hit so hard gave the whip hydraulics
200 MPH ain’t no Impala
G30s lit until the flame got outed
My gang will never dishonour

Stand on the money I’m taller
She do it all for a baller
I fly through the city, Vince Carter
If he wanna diss he a goner

I had to double my dollars
She gonna come if I call her
Took out the bench with a starter
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