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Rell Vert
Rell Vert
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Davon meeks
Davon meeks
Songwriter
Earl Wallace
Earl Wallace
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Thank you, Timmy boy) Lil' Vert
Ayy, look (Lil' Vert)
Alright, alright (Lil' Vert, TM on the beat)
Alright, alright, alright
We weren't havin' none of that shit, any opp can get it (Brr)
If you outside on opps' block, brr, hop out, get him (Brr)
We got the lo' right where he stay, we tryna overkill him (Brr, brr, brr)
Every since I been turnt up, they tryna overkill me (Overkill me)
I don't know these **** (I don't know 'em)
Thinkin' shit sweet, had to show these **** (Show these ****)
Three APs and one Rollie, **** (Rollie)
Two BloodHound pieces, them trophies, **** (Them trophies)
Step back, shootin' shots like Kobe, **** (Like Kobe)
Clutch shot, Ginóbili, ****
She like how I rap, my flow is different
We blow our opps out, we scorin' (Brr, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Long live Jeff, my bro was different
SRT so fast, I tap the gas and this bitch keep on driftin'
Glock got a fifty, I keep on blickin'
He was just here, next week, he missin'
Like Ray Charles, I can't see these ****
My opps mad, they see I'm gettin' bigger
I was just broke, now I'm rag to riches
I'm in Cali right now, fuck the baddest bitches
Baddest, uh, Toss Gang, we got the fastest switches (Brr, brr)
Bounce out, get up close, shit-bag the **** (Come here, come here, come here)
If she from the 'Raq and she bad, I hit her (You know that)
Thirty shots in the Drac', time to splash 'em (Kill 'em)
Spin on the opps for a month, we harass 'em (On they ass)
Hit his ass up from a distance, my glasses good for that (You know that)
He woofin' too hard, his ass gon' die any minute (Dead-ass ****)
See us a straight in the hood and it ain't ours, catch you in traffic and flood (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
Said my name, the next day, he popped up dead, I paid a bag to get him (Dumbass, ah)
Said I wasn't on that, caught his dumb ass and clapped him, I know he mad I lied
He ain't had shit to do with the B (Dumbass), but he still got shot, I know he was mad he with 'em (Fuck that ****, bitch ass)
Vert tryna slide, where they at? I'm with it (Brr, I'm with it, you know that)
She on and it's mine, this Nissan kitted (This bitch stolen)
You know where I'm from, just look at pendant (This bitch big, big)
I like that watch, have Q50 get it (You know that, go get 'em)
They know I'ma stand on that business (You know that)
My mama been prayin', she know I'm a menace (A menace)
One of my shorties'll kill him a **** so fast, but he can't even finish a sentence (Dumbass)
****, you know what the fuckin' on
****, we turnt up, not burnt up, **** diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up, man, like
I don't know what else y'all want me to say, man, go, go
Written by: Davon meeks, Earl Wallace
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