VJXY! - GOWN (feat. 3L1) Lyrics

(VJ what is this dogshit ass music)
YeaaaYeaa
(th-)
Throwing up the balls like im Drake Maye

You know we made money and that shit made

Shoot you down
Shoot you down
Glock 19s cap n gown

Still made bread no cap n gown
Beading off my shit like an arcteryx jacket

Slapping up my balls like a tennis racket

Throwing up the balls in the air, catching Tyler Lockett

Thirty thou' every single day that shit made
(Woaaaaaaaa)
Yeaaaaaaaa
Yeaaaaa
Yeaaa
Steady chattin but I got yo marridge on my dick

I am so much money got yo girl finna make her strip (uh)

I dont f*ck wit Rick Owens opium to my dick (uh)

Too much feeling shit, got a buss down on my wrist

Oh my god I never miss
I dont know why you exist

I just f*cking take yo bitch
Now she kissing on my dick
When Im down I pass bro call that shit assist

Got a semi on my hip
VJ what the f*ck is this
(yuhhhh)

VJ what the f*ck is this
(VJ what the f*ck)
(yea)

VJ what the f*ck is this
(yeaaa)
(uhhhhh)
(yeaaa)
(yeaaa)
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