Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow Yeah (ayy, who they talkin' bout) Let's not act like we ain't them ones Vulture Mode (hahaha) Hahaha, yeah She gon' fuck for a Rolls-Royce Truck, huh Yeah, before my deal I had some money, huh Yeah, know my Vultures got my back Spin once we spinnin' again, huh Knew I was fuckin her friend when I came through in an LG Benz I'm in the hood everyday like I ain't the ticket or sum Yeah, I know I'm damn near rich, I still fuck hoes with nothin' She don't speak to bums, she upper echelon Yeah, this Rolex cost a house, watch how I bust it down, yeah We came out the mud, hollon let's pour it up Amiri jeans on us, he keep a knot, they know what's up Ain't with that sneaky shit, you send a diss, we throw a slug Know they throw shade, I'm almost there, they can't get rich with us Yeah, V's V's, I put her on her knees knees Please leave, this broke hoe just can't please me This young boy gon' step, pull up Doe Boy fresh All he want in life, is money, drugs and sex nigga Hahaha All he want in life, is money, drugs and sex nigga Hollon, huh, all he want in life, is money, drugs and sex nigga She gon' fuck for a Rolls-Royce Truck, huh Yeah, before my deal I had some money, huh Yeah, know my Vultures got my back Spin once we spinnin' again, huh Knew I was fuckin her friend when I came through in an LG Benz Still feel like them hood ways stuck inside of me If I was tied up to a tree, I still touch 10 a week I spent a ticket on these sneaks, I damn near bought her feet My V on go all when I'm sleep, this nigga slick as grease Yeah, I'm on they ass, bust the coupe too fast for 'em Turned up my swag on 'em, left my old whore I'm tryna chill sum, but niggas want war Ain't wanna drop music, niggas want more, huh Fuck that, lemme start it up, I'm not the one If you gon' die behind that Vulture shit, then throw it up Been countin' money for 6 years, ain't no more paper cuts The same one turnt up his whole hood and made the trap the budget, nigga The same one turnt up his whole hood and made the trap the budget, nigga (Vulture Mode nigga, okay) (Yeah, fuck how you feelin', bitch) She gon' fuck for a Rolls-Royce Truck, huh Yeah, before my deal I had some money, huh Yeah, know my Vultures got my back Spin once we spinnin' again, huh Knew I was fuckin her friend when I came through in an LG Benz