Yeah, shootin' this shit off the glass
I'm banking to music and ass
Shit, it was technically valid
I'm dressin' her up like a salad
Two Rarris than your one Bugatti
F*ck all the rules, I'm smokin' this dart
We finna light up this party
Still playin' with me
I only came here for a hustle
Bitches start wanting me
After their man leave them in shambles
Monday's comin' early
On the weekend, we hit gambles
It's still early but with her cake
We blowing out the candles
We don't talk at all
Rathee pass me the ball
When you ring, I dodge your call
It's nothin' at all
I get the rock and go up with the lay
Yo, bitch she beggin' to stay
We hit the box and I just got a raid
Not a platter, your hoe served on a tray
One hot bong, we winnin
She actin' wild, no vixen
Know she decide that too like Pippen
Foreign bitch out here from Lisbon
Know bout the post game, you better listen
Give you one chance, like you wanna try
I'll go into prison
Trust, they don't see the vision
Lust, they flock like a pigeon
Still playin' with me
I only came here for a hustle
Bitches start wanting me
After their man leave them in shambles
Monday's comin' early
On the weekend, we hit gambles
It's still early but with her cake
We blowing out the candles
I won't mention any shit
That we dealt with in the past
Shawty twerkin' on all fours
I think she might've passed some gas
What else is new with you
I haven't seen you since that class
There's no worries, I'm with you
Agree to disagree on shoes
We even split the check on food
Even the doors open on cue
Word to my mother, I'll make it in life
Maybe in the last one, I wanted to die
I was the one with the hottest of wives
Cutting it close with the music I like
Huh, with the music I like
How could I go without slappin' that ass
Wanna hit it from the back
How could I leave without tuckin' my strap
We pullin' up, it's a wrap
Just the two of you
A movie on then what y'all wanna do
Nothin' to prove to you
I think you beat you
Leave you think I'm screwed
I'm tryna f*ck, she a prude
F*ck it, I'm tryna be rude
Not matchin' my vibe, I'm not in the mood
Not catchin' her ride, she can't peep the views
Never see me on the news
Off Addy, I never hit snooze
She two-way, I need a canoe
This is the shit that we do
Rath - Vixen (feat. Yetinho) Lyrics
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Yeah, shootin' this shit off the glass
I'm banking to music and ass
Shit, it was technically valid
I'm dressin' her up like a salad
Two Rarris than your one Bugatti
F*ck all the rules, I'm smokin' this dart
We finna light up this party
Still playin' with me
I only came here for a hustle
Bitches start wanting me
After their man leave them in shambles
Monday's comin' early
On the weekend, we hit gambles
It's still early but with her cake
We blowing out the candles
We don't talk at all
Rathee pass me the ball
When you ring, I dodge your call
It's nothin' at all
I get the rock and go up with the lay
Yo, bitch she beggin' to stay
We hit the box and I just got a raid
Not a platter, your hoe served on a tray
One hot bong, we winnin
She actin' wild, no vixen
Know she decide that too like Pippen
Foreign bitch out here from Lisbon
Know bout the post game, you better listen
Give you one chance, like you wanna try
I'll go into prison
Trust, they don't see the vision
Lust, they flock like a pigeon
Still playin' with me
I only came here for a hustle
Bitches start wanting me
After their man leave them in shambles
Monday's comin' early
On the weekend, we hit gambles
It's still early but with her cake
We blowing out the candles
I won't mention any shit
That we dealt with in the past
Shawty twerkin' on all fours
I think she might've passed some gas
What else is new with you
I haven't seen you since that class
There's no worries, I'm with you
Agree to disagree on shoes
We even split the check on food
Even the doors open on cue
Word to my mother, I'll make it in life
Maybe in the last one, I wanted to die
I was the one with the hottest of wives
Cutting it close with the music I like
Huh, with the music I like
How could I go without slappin' that ass
Wanna hit it from the back
How could I leave without tuckin' my strap
We pullin' up, it's a wrap
Just the two of you
A movie on then what y'all wanna do
Nothin' to prove to you
I think you beat you
Leave you think I'm screwed
I'm tryna f*ck, she a prude
F*ck it, I'm tryna be rude
Not matchin' my vibe, I'm not in the mood
Not catchin' her ride, she can't peep the views
Never see me on the news
Off Addy, I never hit snooze
She two-way, I need a canoe
This is the shit that we do
I'm banking to music and ass
Shit, it was technically valid
I'm dressin' her up like a salad
Two Rarris than your one Bugatti
F*ck all the rules, I'm smokin' this dart
We finna light up this party
Still playin' with me
I only came here for a hustle
Bitches start wanting me
After their man leave them in shambles
Monday's comin' early
On the weekend, we hit gambles
It's still early but with her cake
We blowing out the candles
We don't talk at all
Rathee pass me the ball
When you ring, I dodge your call
It's nothin' at all
I get the rock and go up with the lay
Yo, bitch she beggin' to stay
We hit the box and I just got a raid
Not a platter, your hoe served on a tray
One hot bong, we winnin
She actin' wild, no vixen
Know she decide that too like Pippen
Foreign bitch out here from Lisbon
Know bout the post game, you better listen
Give you one chance, like you wanna try
I'll go into prison
Trust, they don't see the vision
Lust, they flock like a pigeon
Still playin' with me
I only came here for a hustle
Bitches start wanting me
After their man leave them in shambles
Monday's comin' early
On the weekend, we hit gambles
It's still early but with her cake
We blowing out the candles
I won't mention any shit
That we dealt with in the past
Shawty twerkin' on all fours
I think she might've passed some gas
What else is new with you
I haven't seen you since that class
There's no worries, I'm with you
Agree to disagree on shoes
We even split the check on food
Even the doors open on cue
Word to my mother, I'll make it in life
Maybe in the last one, I wanted to die
I was the one with the hottest of wives
Cutting it close with the music I like
Huh, with the music I like
How could I go without slappin' that ass
Wanna hit it from the back
How could I leave without tuckin' my strap
We pullin' up, it's a wrap
Just the two of you
A movie on then what y'all wanna do
Nothin' to prove to you
I think you beat you
Leave you think I'm screwed
I'm tryna f*ck, she a prude
F*ck it, I'm tryna be rude
Not matchin' my vibe, I'm not in the mood
Not catchin' her ride, she can't peep the views
Never see me on the news
Off Addy, I never hit snooze
She two-way, I need a canoe
This is the shit that we do
Writer: Aakash Rathee, Jakob Malin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid