vamp city Lyrics by Ken Carson & OsamaSon
(star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)
The stick got monkey nuts, I go bananas with it
She said she goin’ for nothin’, I gave her counter fifty
Made a billion like Rihanna off a brick of Fenty
No phones, no cameras, this the Vamp City
Fuck that ho for me, 5, I got them vamps with me
And I put that on 5, I got vamp bitches
She want to get bit, but I won’t let her lick it
She want Delta First class, I booked the ticket
I was on that first, way before you cliqued (Woo)
My clip don’t hold nine, bitch, it hold a fifty
Told her, “Shut up,” all that cryin’, bitch, I’m countin’ fifties (Shut it)
I’m not on the ‘net, I’m slidin’, you not slidin’ with me
Outside— outside your house, yeah, you dyin’, bitch, you dyin’ with me (Let’s go, yeah)
Hold up, shoutout to the 5s, I got 5 with me
Too much drugs in this house, lil’ bitch, you can’t get high with me (Yeah)
Shoot a bird out the sky, bitch, I got precise vision (Woah)
Too much ice, too much ice, so much damn diamonds hittin’ (So much ice)
I ain’t jumpin’ out no shows, I’ma get that ticket (Yeah)
Get the fuck off my phone, unless you tryna get with me (Yeah)
All my jewelry cost more than that check, you got a little ticket
Bands in my pants, told that bitch, “Come and get tipped” (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)
B-bands in my pants, told that bitch, “Come and get tipped”
B-bands in my pants, told that bitch, “Come and get tipped” (Let’s go)
Bands in my pants, told that bitch, “Come and get tipped”
B-b-bands in my pants, told that bitch, “Come and get tipped”
The stick got monkey nuts, I go bananas with it
She said she goin’ for nothin’, I gave her counter fifty
Made a billion like Rihanna off a brick of Fenty
No phones, no cameras, this the Vamp City
