Vee Tha Rula - Dat Lingo lyrics

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Ft. Kid Ink & Bricc Baby Shitro

(Hook)

I said damn, I'm just happy fo' my fam

Broke nigga to a million dollar man

I said, ye ain't even know dat lingo

I said, ye ain't even know dat lingo

Smoke is floating out my mouth a double cup up in my hand

Yeah, niggas say I'm the hottest in the land

I said, ye ain't even know dat lingo

I said, ye ain't even know dat lingo

(Verse: Vee Tha Rula)

I just sold a sack now I'm back home smoking on the sack

Don't get high on yo own supply man I'm just thankful I can rap

I swear this shit is just a trap a maze ya run witout a map

And man my girl won't text me back anotha bitch just text me back

Like why ya actin' I've been textin', otha day we just was sextin'

Anotha bitch just read the message, Lord this shit is getting messy

I just feel so special flexing watch out fo' Tha Rula

Study like a tutor smoking loud yo shit is muted

This shit can get confusing cuz this shit is more than music

When ya down feel like losing baby mom said ya can do it

Raising crazy said he booling said he see me fooling

Just get ready fo' what's comin' when we on we going stupid

Ay my nigga shit is real I just sealed a deal

Champagne on the chill lemme tell ya how it feel

(Hook)

(Verse 2: Bricc Baby Shitro)

Look I pull up in that bitch and coat that cocaine brought that foreign

I sprinkle sprinkle on the booth the molly got me on

I just copped a closer that's a pint of lean I pour it

I keep a wooley on my hip and yeah I'm quick to blow it

I got niggas thirteen toed trainers in the hood

They don't know no betta cuz their mama holding drugs

They don't want no hustle man they really kill their buzz

Gone off the water smoking sherm by the judge

Now my young'n facing life and nigga that's a elbow

When ya strapped up like Mac's fam we call that Velcro

Ya know a nigga making jugg I'm working six cell phones

Hate to front the Glock so I got fo' the hello

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Kid Ink)

Ya ain't even know dat lingo

A grand Pri and a black Gran Torino

To the club run the door down like Dino

Passing through Miami call me Inky Moreno

Champagne got me wet as a taquito

When ya see me it's a wrap fo' ya rappers no burrito

Said I fucks wit ya un poquito

Finito excuse me I'm just try'na keep a C note

Remember back then all them bitches who would play me

When I was broke and now they want my million dollar baby

Ya used to be the baddest now ya look just like Shanaynay

And then lost all of yo ass and had anotha kid wit Ray-Ray

(Hook)