Vee Tha Rula Sumn Serious (Feat. Dax)
[Verse 1: Vee Tha Rula]
Hollup, where you at?
Rolla, Yeah, girl you a grown up
Just get ready, show love
Show love, Show love
Yeah, you love my glow up
No more pour and fours up
'Cause I might hit my fours up
Bitch, I'm the sheep like sosa
We don't post to show guns
I'm so she, she go nuts
She go weak for coca
That's that heat she froze up
She just think of dosa
They thought I sink like nosa
I'm on a brink, a blown up
I got my, feet on the pedal
Pullin' the streams, I think I'm jpedal
Believe in the ghetto
We started the bottom and reached a new level
CB was a rebel
V was so turnt up that he wouldn't set off
I had her lil' head low
She see me she hold me so tight she can't let go
Coolest the [pillow?]
Smooth as a [quilt?] you doing the little
We never do regular
We coming we [?]
How does the griddle?
How does the choppa that's poppin' yo' bitch ass?
Counting this guap on yo' bitch ass
f..ck a thick one, I'm not wit' yo' bitch ass, hoe
[Chorus]
Free my ponents, I could say it all night
Got a big choppa on me I can spray it all night
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
Screaming
Free my ponents, I could say it all night
Got a big choppa on me I can spray it all night
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
[Verse 2: DAX]
Crash the whip I had my foot down on the gas
Finish first, them hating niggas pick me last
Same niggas watching had to do the dash
I started getting money, now they wanted cash
I'm in the pocket, Stay on the ground but I'm high like a rocket
Pop it and lock it, booty so big that I throw that and drop it
Gave and then wash it
Sit on the dick, baby [?] topic
You wasn't proud, Ain't got no money but all you be talking
Matter of fact
Niggas was talking like I wouldn't make it, and now I got money to give 'em a stack
Matter of fact
Bitch you was talking like I wouldn't make it, and now I got money to pay for they ass
That's facts, and
It's a new generation
They losing they patience
I'm patiently waiting, to get to the top
So it rain on the bae in
That's facts, and
It's a new generation
They jacking the force from the niggas who with it
Then talkin' they shit with the mumbley caters
[Chorus]
Free my ponents, I could say it all night
Got a big choppa on me I can spray it all night
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
Screaming
Free my ponents, I could say it all night
Got a big choppa on me I can spray it all night
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
Sumn serious
Bitch, I'm sumn serious
