VTNBen - 15 lyrics

Yeah, yeah o-uuu
Grrrr-a yeah, yeah, huh
Grrrr, woah yeah, woah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah

Pull up lil' bitch you gon' d-i-e
Running the track, keep that heat on me
Louis V belt matching G-19
Lil' pussy boy better d-i-p
Couple thousand on some Fendi jeans
Red light, we aiming in and out of beam
Fucking on shawty, yeah big 15
Chasing no hoe, lil' bitch in your dreams

Yeah, she for the team
Counting my money I'm stacking this green
Yeah, bitch what you mean
Hop in the coupe, and I'm swerving on lean

H-h-hop in the coupe and slide
Back on the scenе
Making these bitches run track likе a meet
Way too much gas, I can barely breathe
Yeah, wake up in Prada jeans
Pull up, Yeah, huh yeah
Lil' bitch then I swerve
Yeah they got hundreds I'm first
Give that lil' shawty a Saint Laurent purse

Hate Me vTNBen
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Pussy boy he done fucked up, yeah
Pussy boy get run up, yeah
Mac in his face told him shut up, yeah
Talk down on me you gon' get run up, yeah
Yeah, hundreds on hundreds on hundreds I'm
Stacking this shit like it's nothing o-uuu
I got two commas on payroll lil' bitch
I'm steadily drumin'

Uh, yeah, yeah
Stacking my money that bitch ain't
Mean nun' to me pull out a mac
And that lil' boy he runnin' now grrrr-a
Yeah, yeah