Van Cleef Island Lyrics by Trippie Redd
***, I went and did it again
I went and got me a ten, I went and bought me a Benz
She wanna get in Bottega, she wanna get in Bentayga
She want the latest eye lens, I need the latest F.N. (Ayo, Oddwin)
Smokin’, chillin’, in the devil’s den, bad *** said my *** a medicine
She say, “Spread your wings ’cause you’re heaven-sent,”
When I speak, it’s biblical, a prophet
All these *** and the profits
*** ed’, baby, nutty professor
Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dresser
I promise you never gon’ be on my level
All that hate and that jealousy, that *** the devil
Dig your own grave, I’ll get the shovel
I get that bag, fo’ sho’, I hop out a Jag’, fo’ sho’
Keep me a mag’, fo’ sho’, I’m havin’ a blast, fo’ sho
Might blast this ho if you talk down on gang, lil’ ***
Get left in the past, lil’ ho’
If I pull up and hop out, lil’ ***, it’s a fashion show
Gloria Glam just like Adiva
Don’t get too close like I’m evil
No, I don’t none of these people, no
Know I’m Big Redd, keep some lil’ green like holiday season
Know I’m the one to believe in, ask yo’ ***, she believe it (Woo-hoo)
Trust in God, you know I’m the truth
Blunt too *** in the sky, on the roof
Say I’m not livin’, what you talkin’ ’bout? Cool
Say I’m not bangin’, what you talkin’ ’bout, foo?
Semi’ said I wasn’t even talkin’ ’bout you
But you can be dead
Put it on the song, boy, I wasn’t talkin’ ’bout you
***, I went and did it again
I went and got me a ten, I went and bought me a Benz
She wanna get in Bottega, she wanna get in Bentayga
She want the latest eye lens, I need the latest F.N
Smokin’, chillin’, in the devil’s den, bad *** said my *** a medicine
She say, “Spread your wings ’cause you’re heaven-sent,”
When I speak, it’s biblical, a prophet
All these *** and the profits
*** ed’, baby, nutty professor
Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dresser