VPN by Yung waterbed Lyrics
[Intro]
Aye Dak, turn this shit up
[Verse 1:Yung Waterbed]
Aye Aye rock star status
V lone habits
Ain't no static I am the motherfucking wave
He want smoke he get put up in the grave
So many beams yea you think we at a rave
I just hopped up in my rafe
Hundred Racks in the safe
He want beef yea he get it on the plate
They shipped a pack yea I got it in a crate
I popped a xan yea know i am feeling great
We caught a opp its time to celebrate
Just made a rack scamming at my place
Vpn on they think i am out of state
Vpn on won't leave a trace
If i get caught scamming its a case
So many beams on him he did the race
We skrrt off in the range with a pint of the tech
And a mask on the face
A pound of the gas Ive been smoking
They say they real but they joking
I am off the Addy i am focused
Mixing the xan with that motherfucking potion
Heard he want smoke boy he acting
All of that shit he be capping
Run up my bands and you acting
Heard he got shooters they lacking
All of his rap he be capping
I am steady whipping and trapping
Fuck around leave you in a casket
I just took off boy i am maxing
Shooters on my squad ain't no acting
Mixing my pint with that fanta
Yall ain't really real like santa
Ill just take you shit john Gabbana
Hoe you living two lives Hannah Montana
Ship out the pack and I hope that it landed
Mixing that sprite with that motherfucking active
If he want smoke he get all the static
Semi Glock automatic shoot him in the chest
Know theirs blood on his fabrics
Yea Know theirs blood on his fabric
Yea know theirs flood on his fabric
Aye Dak, turn this shit up
[Verse 1:Yung Waterbed]
Aye Aye rock star status
V lone habits
Ain't no static I am the motherfucking wave
He want smoke he get put up in the grave
So many beams yea you think we at a rave
I just hopped up in my rafe
Hundred Racks in the safe
He want beef yea he get it on the plate
They shipped a pack yea I got it in a crate
I popped a xan yea know i am feeling great
We caught a opp its time to celebrate
Just made a rack scamming at my place
Vpn on they think i am out of state
Vpn on won't leave a trace
If i get caught scamming its a case
So many beams on him he did the race
We skrrt off in the range with a pint of the tech
And a mask on the face
A pound of the gas Ive been smoking
They say they real but they joking
I am off the Addy i am focused
Mixing the xan with that motherfucking potion
Heard he want smoke boy he acting
All of that shit he be capping
Run up my bands and you acting
Heard he got shooters they lacking
All of his rap he be capping
I am steady whipping and trapping
Fuck around leave you in a casket
I just took off boy i am maxing
Shooters on my squad ain't no acting
Mixing my pint with that fanta
Yall ain't really real like santa
Ill just take you shit john Gabbana
Hoe you living two lives Hannah Montana
Ship out the pack and I hope that it landed
Mixing that sprite with that motherfucking active
If he want smoke he get all the static
Semi Glock automatic shoot him in the chest
Know theirs blood on his fabrics
Yea Know theirs blood on his fabric
Yea know theirs flood on his fabric