Chuuwee, Trizz - Vicarious lyrics
[Chuuwee, Trizz - Vicarious lyrics]
Niggas think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
Niggas think I'm faking and it's only rap
Till I have to lay a nigga
Down where he stand at
You live vicariously thru my
Whole music library
It's, scary how scary you is you lil terrier
Your bite to small to be tryna
Take it there wit us
You would hit the cell and
Get fucked in yo derriere
Peach Peary washed down like Perrier
While I drink straight no chase
From a fans fair
She hella thick no wonder why
I got my hands where
The sun don't shine I'm bout to
Be there for a half year
Ya'll all pussy and I'm
Paying for the papsmere
Colin checkin niggas for they
Rolex I cashed in
Front doors locked down windows get bashed in
Call up yo squad tell em
Bring some more rations
Make sure that they make it
In a semi-urgent fashion
There may not be nobody left to
Save once we blast shit
It's our year, this year next and last year
Aw yea, 3 sluts they brought hash here
Niggas think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
Niggas think I'm faking and it's only rap
Till I have to lay a nigga
Down where he stand at
Niggas actin shady, niggas tryna play me
These niggas is fugazy
I tell u it's fuckin crazy
These niggas hate me cuz they
Ain't me and they lazy
I get it how I live i'm prolly faded in AZ
Shout out to college radio it's
Love cuz they play me
But, I ain't doin shit if
Them muthafuckas don't pay me
I'm bought a dollar and I get it cuz have to
It's nothin to get atchu
I'll hire niggas to jack u
Ain't spend shit for these tattoos
It's all real nigga
No payment for when u that dude
Fuck ya'll yea I'm that rude, That cool
Smokin wit my lady we faded
Up in the back room
Pistol on me, cuz some niggas wanna smoke me
Claim to be the homie them
Niggas don't even know me
Bitch get on yo knees and
Stop hatin trick blow me
Send u to the gates like my
Niggas in the show me
Niggas think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
Niggas think I'm faking and it's only rap
Till I have to lay a nigga
Down where he stand at
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
Niggas think I'm faking and it's only rap
Till I have to lay a nigga
Down where he stand at
You live vicariously thru my
Whole music library
It's, scary how scary you is you lil terrier
Your bite to small to be tryna
Take it there wit us
You would hit the cell and
Get fucked in yo derriere
Peach Peary washed down like Perrier
While I drink straight no chase
From a fans fair
She hella thick no wonder why
I got my hands where
The sun don't shine I'm bout to
Be there for a half year
Ya'll all pussy and I'm
Paying for the papsmere
Colin checkin niggas for they
Rolex I cashed in
Front doors locked down windows get bashed in
Call up yo squad tell em
Bring some more rations
Make sure that they make it
In a semi-urgent fashion
There may not be nobody left to
Save once we blast shit
It's our year, this year next and last year
Aw yea, 3 sluts they brought hash here
Niggas think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
Niggas think I'm faking and it's only rap
Till I have to lay a nigga
Down where he stand at
Niggas actin shady, niggas tryna play me
These niggas is fugazy
I tell u it's fuckin crazy
These niggas hate me cuz they
Ain't me and they lazy
I get it how I live i'm prolly faded in AZ
Shout out to college radio it's
Love cuz they play me
But, I ain't doin shit if
Them muthafuckas don't pay me
I'm bought a dollar and I get it cuz have to
It's nothin to get atchu
I'll hire niggas to jack u
Ain't spend shit for these tattoos
It's all real nigga
No payment for when u that dude
Fuck ya'll yea I'm that rude, That cool
Smokin wit my lady we faded
Up in the back room
Pistol on me, cuz some niggas wanna smoke me
Claim to be the homie them
Niggas don't even know me
Bitch get on yo knees and
Stop hatin trick blow me
Send u to the gates like my
Niggas in the show me
Niggas think I'm rich and so I tote a strap
Walk around with the tre pound in my backpack
Niggas think I'm faking and it's only rap
Till I have to lay a nigga
Down where he stand at