OG Damyan - MICHAEL VICK Lyrics

Touchdown with the pack I feel like Michael Vick
I be servin hella packs and im hittin licks
Ima pull up on a opp and shoot him in his shit
I spent at least 20 bands just up on my fit
Shawty pulled up to my crib tryna make a flick
You ain't finna post me go get another chick
I ain't pay that bitch no money paid that bitch in drip
Feel like Von could be a pimp the way I move my lip
Paranoid find myself peepin thru the blinds
Whatchu doin movin green start a coke line
Got so many demons in me I should get a fine
That bitch for the streets if that bitch ain't mine
10 bricks of the raw stuffed em in the box
In the night I be creepin I be like a fox
Gun jammed had to grease it just to make it cock
I be in the trap whippin and I make it lock
I just be playin chess I ain't runnin from the law
I really got that f*ckin dope type that lock up your jaw
Ima pop up on a opp and ima make him f*ckin talk
He ain't got no f*ckin drip he be wearin f*ckin crocs
Got so much to say I don't even need the drums
I be spinnin blocks do that shit for f*ckin fun
Halloween comin up time to get the guns
Ski mask and gloves tryna see that boy run
I'm an all star player that boy just a rookie
Came a long way just from servin bags of cookie
I got like five six rocks just up in my hoodie
I be servin hella Js and I keep a fully
I be makin all these plays no time for a roster
I been servin all these ways think I am a monster
Servin all these js might as well call me the doctor
I been hangin with the gang I had to fix my posture
I been hangin with the gang so I be standin straight
F*ck that bitch stood her up on the f*ckin date
That boy lookin at me funny told him fix his face
And if he ain't fix his face I put him in his place