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VAC - On My Hands Lyrics



VAC - On My Hands Lyrics




Too much time on my hands to not be doing shit
Lil stupid bitch keep sendin' me off
She prolly scared of dick
Don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Like I'm celibate
If conversations ain't bout wealth
Then it's irreverent
I made my own cloth
They never do it for God
They need a whole boss
They living whole false
I named my soul gloss
My people so damn lost
It made my heart frost
Watch how I thaw it off

My own niggas getting mad because I'm heaven sent
Guess I remember before hell like an elephant
The only thing I liked in church was the peppermints
Didn't really care to give a f*ck about why pastor spit
The holy ghost was lit
I'm thinking back to being sleep and woke up being hit
Granny was feeling it
The older that I got the more I started speaking truth
Became a living word and they just asked me for the proof
They asked Jesus too
If saying was a hero I'll be a villain do
As I'm willing anew
They say we growing up but hell naw I can't tell
The more I'm aging the more I'm becoming baby Vell

Too much time on my hands to not be doing shit
Lil stupid bitch keep sendin' me off
She prolly scared of dick
Don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Like I'm celibate
If conversations ain't bout wealth
Then it's irreverent
I made my own cloth
They never do it for God
They need a whole boss
They living whole false
I named my soul gloss
My people so damn lost
It made my heart frost
Watch how I thaw it off

No hot water having hoe yo bath in the sink
Guess you aint tryna link because I bet yo pussy stank
I rather get it off my chest instead of steady think
Cause I stressing over shit as long as I can blink
You blank man ass niggas always under covers
Eating pussies of bitches that a prolly f*ck ya brother
When she at home and you gone they prolly text each other
She telling him to come over you telling her you love her
That's why I'm never putting trust in any of you bitches
Especially those who selling pussy outhea to them snitches
That's why I stay in my bag why dreaming of these riches
If conversations aint bout wealth it aint nun of my business

Too much time on my hands to not be doing shit
Lil stupid bitch keep sendin' me off
She prolly scared of dick
Don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Like I'm celibate
If conversations ain't bout wealth
Then it's irreverent
I made my own cloth
They never do it for God
They need a whole boss
They living whole false
I named my soul gloss
My people so damn lost
It made my heart frost
Watch how I thaw it off
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Too much time on my hands to not be doing shit
Lil stupid bitch keep sendin' me off
She prolly scared of dick
Don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Like I'm celibate
If conversations ain't bout wealth
Then it's irreverent
I made my own cloth
They never do it for God
They need a whole boss
They living whole false
I named my soul gloss
My people so damn lost
It made my heart frost
Watch how I thaw it off

My own niggas getting mad because I'm heaven sent
Guess I remember before hell like an elephant
The only thing I liked in church was the peppermints
Didn't really care to give a f*ck about why pastor spit
The holy ghost was lit
I'm thinking back to being sleep and woke up being hit
Granny was feeling it
The older that I got the more I started speaking truth
Became a living word and they just asked me for the proof
They asked Jesus too
If saying was a hero I'll be a villain do
As I'm willing anew
They say we growing up but hell naw I can't tell
The more I'm aging the more I'm becoming baby Vell

Too much time on my hands to not be doing shit
Lil stupid bitch keep sendin' me off
She prolly scared of dick
Don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Like I'm celibate
If conversations ain't bout wealth
Then it's irreverent
I made my own cloth
They never do it for God
They need a whole boss
They living whole false
I named my soul gloss
My people so damn lost
It made my heart frost
Watch how I thaw it off

No hot water having hoe yo bath in the sink
Guess you aint tryna link because I bet yo pussy stank
I rather get it off my chest instead of steady think
Cause I stressing over shit as long as I can blink
You blank man ass niggas always under covers
Eating pussies of bitches that a prolly f*ck ya brother
When she at home and you gone they prolly text each other
She telling him to come over you telling her you love her
That's why I'm never putting trust in any of you bitches
Especially those who selling pussy outhea to them snitches
That's why I stay in my bag why dreaming of these riches
If conversations aint bout wealth it aint nun of my business

Too much time on my hands to not be doing shit
Lil stupid bitch keep sendin' me off
She prolly scared of dick
Don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Like I'm celibate
If conversations ain't bout wealth
Then it's irreverent
I made my own cloth
They never do it for God
They need a whole boss
They living whole false
I named my soul gloss
My people so damn lost
It made my heart frost
Watch how I thaw it off
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Writer: Lavell Cole
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Written by: Lavell Cole

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