YoCo - Vroom (feat. OhVee) Lyrics

Runnin round' the city, bitch I turn the lights off
This bitch fast it's a hemi, yea I call that bitch "fast ball"
And Brodie got a track hawk, that bitch so fast
Call it nascar
You hit the gas, it go vroom, like you bout to blastoff
Yeah, I'm bout my money
How you finna trash talk?
And I'm busy countin' money I can hear the bands talk
Like a bear I'm bout my honey
F*ck with gang I bring the claw out
Runnin' through the city, hemi getting kinda hot, yeah
Made it to the spot, yeah, finna drop the top, huh
Beat from Lioni, need Eliantte for the watch
No jeans not Armani, f*ck up off my cock
See you tryna' count my money, yea I rinse that shit a lot
I get that shit a lot, then I spend that shit a lot
Runnin round' the city, bitch I turn the lights off
This bitch fast it's a hemi, yea I call that bitch "fast ball"
And Brodie got a track hawk, that bitch so fast
Call it nascar
You hit the gas, it go vroom, like you bout to blastoff
Now why would I go slow?
I smoke these strains like eenie meenie miny moe
I got so much dope, yeah I tried to smoke
Yeah I tried to smoke, yeah I tried to ghost
Got it by, I let it slide, Repost my song that's "fye"
I seen the hoe came in with a dice
I'm driving around with a knife
She treat me oh so nice
How I'm choppin' woods you would've thought I was a Lumberjack
I stay to myself cause all that drama I'm so done with that
Money on my mind all the time
Free melly, they must think I'm blind the way they throwin Shade
Imma' have a smile on the way I'm playin' safe
I been outside all day
Runnin round' the city, bitch I turn the lights off
This bitch fast it's a hemi, yea I call that bitch "fast ball"
And Brodie got a track hawk, that bitch so fast
Call it nascar
You hit the gas, it go vroom, like you bout to blastoff
You hit the gas, it go vroom, like you bout to blastoff
Like you bout to blastoff
You hit the gas, it go vroom, like you bout to blastoff