BabyTron - Vice City (feat. G.T.) lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron - Vice City feat. G.T. lyrics]
Yeah, ayy ayy, yeah
He got the mink on, same color
My OG a real nigga
They hit him with the Rico
Bitch, I'm the chosen one, I feel like Zion
I'm with my young nigga, what up, BabyTron?
This dirty free my nigga Juan
It's only right a nigga pass the baton
Smoking pink Runtz
Chasing it with Lemon Loud
I'ma run through a hundred bro gon' do the
I done watch bro punch up a thousand times
I done heard rappers make up a bunch of lies
I been up and down
Seventy-five thousand times
Seventy-five racks on me
Tryna make it fit inside
Dior off Amiri, do that anytime
Got play acting like he know
Me but I'm really slime
Blues or the oranges, wе been
Bro, we got this shit tapped
Up like wе in the
Come to jugg school
You can make some cheese faster
Tip-toeing in the bank like the Pink Panther
Wouldn't give a bitch a ring
If I was Green Lantern
Threw a blue strip at the waiter, bitch
I need manners ran a check up and made yo
Bitch rub my feet after
I'm just playing, bro
Yo bitch doesn't meet standards
Feel like John Cena with it, boy
This piece slamming
I'ma fuck around and get indicted
If I keep jamming
You're a Colin Kaepernick
Go ahead and take a knee
I'm really making cheese
This ain't make believe
I could be a free agent
Wouldn't change my team
I'ma send his spirit to the sky
If I aim this beam hoes on my dick
Where was y'all when I needed you?
Pull up on tip, the EMS gon' leave with you
It's summertime and I still keep
A sleeve or two
The puzzle ain't complete till I use
This last piece or two
Man, why won't this chip scan?
Could've went to U of M
But I'd rather chip jam
NBA street game breaker, boy, this BIN slam
Walk around punching everything
Feel like Ip Man feeling like DeRozan
I just stuffed a light ten
Rather work magic with the fraud, fuck Skyrim
Looking like a UFO when I fly in
Had the reader in the locker room
I ain't like gym i ain't like gym
Hell nah, I ain't like gym bitch
He got the mink on, same color
My OG a real nigga
They hit him with the Rico
Bitch, I'm the chosen one, I feel like Zion
I'm with my young nigga, what up, BabyTron?
This dirty free my nigga Juan
It's only right a nigga pass the baton
Smoking pink Runtz
Chasing it with Lemon Loud
I'ma run through a hundred bro gon' do the
I done watch bro punch up a thousand times
I done heard rappers make up a bunch of lies
I been up and down
Seventy-five thousand times
Seventy-five racks on me
Tryna make it fit inside
Dior off Amiri, do that anytime
Got play acting like he know
Me but I'm really slime
Blues or the oranges, wе been
Bro, we got this shit tapped
Up like wе in the
Come to jugg school
You can make some cheese faster
Tip-toeing in the bank like the Pink Panther
Wouldn't give a bitch a ring
If I was Green Lantern
Threw a blue strip at the waiter, bitch
I need manners ran a check up and made yo
Bitch rub my feet after
I'm just playing, bro
Yo bitch doesn't meet standards
Feel like John Cena with it, boy
This piece slamming
I'ma fuck around and get indicted
If I keep jamming
You're a Colin Kaepernick
Go ahead and take a knee
I'm really making cheese
This ain't make believe
I could be a free agent
Wouldn't change my team
I'ma send his spirit to the sky
If I aim this beam hoes on my dick
Where was y'all when I needed you?
Pull up on tip, the EMS gon' leave with you
It's summertime and I still keep
A sleeve or two
The puzzle ain't complete till I use
This last piece or two
Man, why won't this chip scan?
Could've went to U of M
But I'd rather chip jam
NBA street game breaker, boy, this BIN slam
Walk around punching everything
Feel like Ip Man feeling like DeRozan
I just stuffed a light ten
Rather work magic with the fraud, fuck Skyrim
Looking like a UFO when I fly in
Had the reader in the locker room
I ain't like gym i ain't like gym
Hell nah, I ain't like gym bitch