I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
She make it clap for them niggas that rap
She make it clap for them niggas that's toting a strap Only when it sits right on your lap
Shorty be shakin' that ass, make a nigga pass out cause that bitch ain't got time for a nap
Brody be askin' like, bro who's that?
I don't even know, but she got a gat
Pussy too beefy, that shit is just fat
She shakin' ass, gotta throw it my way
She throwin' ass like a football, but I cannot fumble that shit is like callin' a play
Love me a freak, bitch oh she tryna f*ck and I'm down i'll beat that shit up any day
She wearin' leggings, it gotta be gray
Bend that ass over, she do what I say
Ass ain't heavy, girl, how much it weigh? Ayy
Niggas pockets like cookies, they wear crumbles
Say it with your chest, nigga why you gotta mumble?
Why you hatin' on a nigga that's tryna do better you just mad pussy nigga, you just want me to stumble
Let's talk about facts, keepin' it real is what you niggas lack
Brody a tweak, he don't know how to act
He just ready geek, brody quick to attack
What the f*ck do you bring to the table
MBR the gang, that's mine that's the label
Bullets connecting like wifi, that shit is not cable
Pull a hole in your head like a motherf*ckin' bagel
I can see the vision, that's a go-go
That bitch is a thot, she a no-no
I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
100, look back and you see how we done it
I look back and you see how we done it
Won't look back, you can see how we done it
Yeah, 100 I look up and you see how we done it
You look up and you see how we done it
Won't look up, you can see we ain't done yet
We still running
Look up and you see how we done it
Won't look up and you can see how we done it
Won't look up and you can see how we done it
Yeah, 100 I look up and you see how we done it
You look up, you can see how we done it
Won't look up, you can see we ain't done yet
We still running
She fell in love with a kid, like
She see how I'm holdin' the strap, but
I got too much in my wrist
Left wrist right wrist, then boom ayy
She wanna f*ck out the room But, I got too much in my Shhh
I got too much in my shoes Like, ayy, uh
Big block and it hold like december Uh
She wanna f*ck, no way
She wanna f*ck she ain't a member, wow
Met that lil' bitch up on Tinder, no
Met that lil' bitch up on Tinder, no
I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
YDG Urban - Vision (feat. MBR Bin Richh, Carlitoo & Max P) Lyrics
YDG Urban - Vision (feat. MBR Bin Richh, Carlitoo & Max P) Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
She make it clap for them niggas that rap
She make it clap for them niggas that's toting a strap Only when it sits right on your lap
Shorty be shakin' that ass, make a nigga pass out cause that bitch ain't got time for a nap
Brody be askin' like, bro who's that?
I don't even know, but she got a gat
Pussy too beefy, that shit is just fat
She shakin' ass, gotta throw it my way
She throwin' ass like a football, but I cannot fumble that shit is like callin' a play
Love me a freak, bitch oh she tryna f*ck and I'm down i'll beat that shit up any day
She wearin' leggings, it gotta be gray
Bend that ass over, she do what I say
Ass ain't heavy, girl, how much it weigh? Ayy
Niggas pockets like cookies, they wear crumbles
Say it with your chest, nigga why you gotta mumble?
Why you hatin' on a nigga that's tryna do better you just mad pussy nigga, you just want me to stumble
Let's talk about facts, keepin' it real is what you niggas lack
Brody a tweak, he don't know how to act
He just ready geek, brody quick to attack
What the f*ck do you bring to the table
MBR the gang, that's mine that's the label
Bullets connecting like wifi, that shit is not cable
Pull a hole in your head like a motherf*ckin' bagel
I can see the vision, that's a go-go
That bitch is a thot, she a no-no
I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
100, look back and you see how we done it
I look back and you see how we done it
Won't look back, you can see how we done it
Yeah, 100 I look up and you see how we done it
You look up and you see how we done it
Won't look up, you can see we ain't done yet
We still running
Look up and you see how we done it
Won't look up and you can see how we done it
Won't look up and you can see how we done it
Yeah, 100 I look up and you see how we done it
You look up, you can see how we done it
Won't look up, you can see we ain't done yet
We still running
She fell in love with a kid, like
She see how I'm holdin' the strap, but
I got too much in my wrist
Left wrist right wrist, then boom ayy
She wanna f*ck out the room But, I got too much in my Shhh
I got too much in my shoes Like, ayy, uh
Big block and it hold like december Uh
She wanna f*ck, no way
She wanna f*ck she ain't a member, wow
Met that lil' bitch up on Tinder, no
Met that lil' bitch up on Tinder, no
I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
She make it clap for them niggas that rap
She make it clap for them niggas that's toting a strap Only when it sits right on your lap
Shorty be shakin' that ass, make a nigga pass out cause that bitch ain't got time for a nap
Brody be askin' like, bro who's that?
I don't even know, but she got a gat
Pussy too beefy, that shit is just fat
She shakin' ass, gotta throw it my way
She throwin' ass like a football, but I cannot fumble that shit is like callin' a play
Love me a freak, bitch oh she tryna f*ck and I'm down i'll beat that shit up any day
She wearin' leggings, it gotta be gray
Bend that ass over, she do what I say
Ass ain't heavy, girl, how much it weigh? Ayy
Niggas pockets like cookies, they wear crumbles
Say it with your chest, nigga why you gotta mumble?
Why you hatin' on a nigga that's tryna do better you just mad pussy nigga, you just want me to stumble
Let's talk about facts, keepin' it real is what you niggas lack
Brody a tweak, he don't know how to act
He just ready geek, brody quick to attack
What the f*ck do you bring to the table
MBR the gang, that's mine that's the label
Bullets connecting like wifi, that shit is not cable
Pull a hole in your head like a motherf*ckin' bagel
I can see the vision, that's a go-go
That bitch is a thot, she a no-no
I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
100, look back and you see how we done it
I look back and you see how we done it
Won't look back, you can see how we done it
Yeah, 100 I look up and you see how we done it
You look up and you see how we done it
Won't look up, you can see we ain't done yet
We still running
Look up and you see how we done it
Won't look up and you can see how we done it
Won't look up and you can see how we done it
Yeah, 100 I look up and you see how we done it
You look up, you can see how we done it
Won't look up, you can see we ain't done yet
We still running
She fell in love with a kid, like
She see how I'm holdin' the strap, but
I got too much in my wrist
Left wrist right wrist, then boom ayy
She wanna f*ck out the room But, I got too much in my Shhh
I got too much in my shoes Like, ayy, uh
Big block and it hold like december Uh
She wanna f*ck, no way
She wanna f*ck she ain't a member, wow
Met that lil' bitch up on Tinder, no
Met that lil' bitch up on Tinder, no
I can see the vision
Fly as f*ck lil boy you can call my ass a pigeon
Cooking in the studio or maybe this the kitchen
You know that we up on cloud 9 cuz we winning
I can see the vision
All this money on my body, I can feel the tension
This stu hot as f*ck, you can feel my fingers sweat
Talkin' all that reck, all these hands you gon' catch em
I ain't even stressing, I ain't even
Writer: Carlos L, Maurice M, roheim ambersley, Max P
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid