BabySantana, Glokk40Spaz - Vampire Fangs lyrics

I ain't been the same since
Them vamps bit me
We just hit a lick, hope the Lord forgive me
Loc' say the drank messin' with his kidneys
Hop out the Bimmer, I think
I ain't been the same since
Them vamps bit me
We just hit a lick, hope the Lord forgive me
Loc' say the drank messin' with his kidneys
Hop out the Bimmer, I think

I told him, "Put the money in the bag"
I'm with lil' Glokk40, finna spaz
II heard your mixtape and it was trash
Just incase we missed, we gon' spin back
Yeah, me and lil' Spaz in the booth
You bеtter not lie
'cause my Glock say thе truth
We gon' win the war 'cause
We got more troops i call up lil' Glokk40
He gon' knock out your tooth
Gang, don't be retarded, boy
Stay in your lane
Young vampire, you can see my fangs
I done lost my mind
Al-all of this blood in my veins
Yeah, face shot, we finna spin back
Don't care 'bout your party
We shoot through your kickback
And I got that yardstick, know it kick back
I'm takin' your gun, lil' bro
Let me get that

Young nigga thuggin' for real
They probably like young nigga
Come with the steel, We don't play nice
(Brr) yoppas and Glocks, hell nah
We don't play nice (Brr)
Oh, that's what you thought? We
Don't do no fair fights (Rat)
So tryna pull up to the trap
Man this ain't right (Boom boom boom)
Gotta get a P out, go on with your trap life
(Trap life) just shot him, no switchblade
Choppa with no knife (Chop)
Don't drink no beer but we
Gon' let this bud light
Don't talk 'bout the gun unless
You wan' be done
I walk in with the Copper-15, they my son
Don't play with me pussy boy
I'm not the one (Rah)
We'll catch yo' ass lackin', rob you
Chop yo' tongue (Slatt)
I talk to the angels hangin' in my palm
(Chew)
We go to war with them niggas, Vietnam
(Huh, bow)
556 hit his back, the nigga think he strong
(Scoot)
Fuck with that rat, chase him like I'm Tom
(Rich) hell nah, I can't fuck with Jerry
He the laws (Bitch)

Ain't ever gon' lose, boy
Y'all gotta kill me
And you know I keep that yardstick with me
And we out in Houston
Servin' up that Whitney
I ain't been the same since
Them vamps bit me
We just hit a lick, hope the Lord forgive me
Loc' say the drank messin' with his kidneys
Hop out the Bimmer, I think we like six deep
Don't come 'round this way
You get thrown off the bridge
When you speak to me
You better watch your lip
You play with my gang, boy
You gon' get killed (Gang, yeah)
Brrr you play with my gang, boy
You gon' get killed (Yeah)
Spaz, Tana
I told him "Put the money in the bag"
I'm with lil' Glokk40, finna spaz
II heard your mixtape and it was trash
Just incase we missed, we gon' spin back