Movee - top assassin Lyrics

HA HA HA
Real rockstar shit they tryna put the shame on me
Cuz' I'm poppin this shit, YVL Young Vamp Life
Type shit huh
I been taking these trips, I been gon'
Yeah, I been gon'
I been spillin' all down the road
All down the road
Wearing designer, yeah my shows
Yeah my shows
Ready to rage damn let's go
That's my vamped out bitch, she whipping this shit
Sippin' Wockhardt, I don't f*ck with no tris
Play this mosh pit anthem, you loving this shit
Superstar bitch, I need em' like this
Rocking these Vets, it ain't Vlone
Love my fragrance ask what I got on
Top floor boss still hanging with the killa
Funeral home now, you packed out nigga
Beating the back out to the trap whoa
Serving these pounds, now I gotta get low
Speed off head to the store, take the left you know where to go
Two-twenty now we speeding backroads
My cross upside down demon fasho'
Opps on dick, but I'm living in vogue
I'm the fashion demon, I'll find you fasho'
Carbine rifle it came with a scope
Red dot this shit is not stock
Designer drop we spinnin' ya block
005, this shit ain't gon' stop
7.62 out the rolls mask on case will be closed
I'm the fashion demon, oh no
How you feel, you didn't know
I'm high off the X oh no
He wanna come out, he wanna play oh
Grab the carbine rifle and blow
Empty the clip, stand over oh no
Hop in the whip turn on heavy metal
Hang out the whip, and hit em' again
Put it in reverse slide for the win
Back to the trap now, we roll his ass up
Go to my show like, you ain't exist
These niggas my son's, they ain't my kin
They stealing my swag, they wanna get in
Wanna be vamp you ain't living like this
She pop some percs, moving like this
Smoking on pressure, don't pass me no mid
Trap star living like this, rockstar X got his stick
Rockstar X got his stick
Fashion demon, splitting ya wig
Fashion demon, confirming the kill