Icewear Vezzo - 5 Mill lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - 5 Mill lyrics]
Da Realest
Turn the beat up a little bit, whew
That's right, hm yeah, mm, yeah
Hop up out the ride with that
Big bitch and get to trippin'
Police push up on me on
Had to blitz it out the window
Get a nigga dropped, fah-fah
We whacked the witness
Forgiatos match the blicky, threw my
Bentley right on sixes, huh
Did a turn around and bust my Rollie
Get new jewelry my nigga caught a case
They snatched the bond
He missed his hearing
The feds been in the hood for like two weeks
Shit gettin' serious
40 cal, I keep it near me
Pop that pussy nigga cherry, huh
Ain't no in between
You either solid or you're fakin'
Hunnid on my necklace
I have stones to match the bracelet
Jump on 75 right off the road
Fuck her today shit
Ain't got time to hug and kiss
Gon' suck my dick, ho, i'm impatient
I'm a lean sippin' nigga, Amiris on my son
Motivate the trenches, turn a sinner to a nun
Fetti takin' two
Can get a brick for twenty-one
Hit the crib, we threw the guns
Stuffed the blender by the tub, yeah
You hang around with niggas catching cases
Hit the stand
Like how you look yourself up in
The mirror as a man?
My OG told me, "Youngin
Stack it up and keep a plan"
Don't let em' infiltrate you
Hater and a rat go hand in hand
Keep that glizzy on me tight
Skizzy for the white
Half these niggas pussy with a dick
So you a dyke
I got Diors every color, bitch
We ain't doin' mics
Hunnid thousand on that nigga, killed
My baby it's on sight, yeah
Fuck them other niggas
We be in them trenches
I put twenty-fours on my new
Wraith, it needs suspensions, yeah
Fifty thousand dollars on a pendant
This bitch glisten up the F and N right on
The lot and hit your engine
How a nigga never gave you shit
Feel like you owe 'em?
Got so many snakes up in my lawn
I need to mow it
How the fuck a bitch just slimed
You out and fucked your homies
Gave your name up to the
Feds? Better watch out, these bitches bogus
I'm a pill-poppin' animal, KelTec toter
Thirty in my glizzy, hit your brain
Leave your shit open
Calculate my steps and all my moves, yeah
I've been focused made five million off this
Music, fuck these rappers, we ain't social
Bitch (Da Realest) , hm
Turn the beat up a little bit, whew
That's right, hm yeah, mm, yeah
Hop up out the ride with that
Big bitch and get to trippin'
Police push up on me on
Had to blitz it out the window
Get a nigga dropped, fah-fah
We whacked the witness
Forgiatos match the blicky, threw my
Bentley right on sixes, huh
Did a turn around and bust my Rollie
Get new jewelry my nigga caught a case
They snatched the bond
He missed his hearing
The feds been in the hood for like two weeks
Shit gettin' serious
40 cal, I keep it near me
Pop that pussy nigga cherry, huh
Ain't no in between
You either solid or you're fakin'
Hunnid on my necklace
I have stones to match the bracelet
Jump on 75 right off the road
Fuck her today shit
Ain't got time to hug and kiss
Gon' suck my dick, ho, i'm impatient
I'm a lean sippin' nigga, Amiris on my son
Motivate the trenches, turn a sinner to a nun
Fetti takin' two
Can get a brick for twenty-one
Hit the crib, we threw the guns
Stuffed the blender by the tub, yeah
You hang around with niggas catching cases
Hit the stand
Like how you look yourself up in
The mirror as a man?
My OG told me, "Youngin
Stack it up and keep a plan"
Don't let em' infiltrate you
Hater and a rat go hand in hand
Keep that glizzy on me tight
Skizzy for the white
Half these niggas pussy with a dick
So you a dyke
I got Diors every color, bitch
We ain't doin' mics
Hunnid thousand on that nigga, killed
My baby it's on sight, yeah
Fuck them other niggas
We be in them trenches
I put twenty-fours on my new
Wraith, it needs suspensions, yeah
Fifty thousand dollars on a pendant
This bitch glisten up the F and N right on
The lot and hit your engine
How a nigga never gave you shit
Feel like you owe 'em?
Got so many snakes up in my lawn
I need to mow it
How the fuck a bitch just slimed
You out and fucked your homies
Gave your name up to the
Feds? Better watch out, these bitches bogus
I'm a pill-poppin' animal, KelTec toter
Thirty in my glizzy, hit your brain
Leave your shit open
Calculate my steps and all my moves, yeah
I've been focused made five million off this
Music, fuck these rappers, we ain't social
Bitch (Da Realest) , hm