Spot Run

[Intro: VL Deck]

Incognito

The car just been imported

Cheat code, let's stand out

How the fuck you get on this side?

Woah

[Chorus: VL Deck]

I got [?], racks bustin’ out my dental

I'ma spot runner, gas bags, I can sell 'em

Extension toter, pain killer lean sipper

Ninja turtle bullets in a magazine, these bitches flippers

The 36 cool, but the 41 bigger

The Tesla transform, but you gotta see the Fisker

Used to old school whips, now one button, this bitch talk

Rollie compliments the [?] stand down, I survive the drought

[Verse 1: VL Deck]

40 pointer bracelet crack, look like glass house

Carbon one-five with the titties, that’s a hundred rounds

Gotta get it how you live where I'm from, that's regardless

Up twenty four seven, ain't no sleepin' in the projects

This a half a t-shirt what I spent on my VL piece

Face good, I slept in every Zone trap from one to three

Gang owe homage, I need a mil' for retribution

Now I'm on stage next to Street, Slime and Future

Bracket full a rich niggas, it's so much I eat

But if a nigga think it’s candy, they gon’ [?] book me on [?] street

Count up a check, get the big head

Walk in this bitch like I'm bow legged

Pour up a deuce in a big red

Diamonds on fleek like a bitch head

[Chorus: VL Deck]

I got [?], racks bustin’ out my dental

I'ma spot runner, gas bags, I can sell 'em

Extension toter, pain killer lean sipper

Ninja turtle bullets in a magazine, these bitches flippers

The 36 cool, but the 41 bigger

The Tesla transform, but you gotta see the Fisker

Used to old school whips, now one button, this bitch talk

Rollie compliments the [?] stand down, I survive the drought

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

Survived in the biggest bullets ever, ayy (Ever, ayy)

Hydraulic, got a four up in a Mellow Yellow, yeah (Got a four in a Mellow)

In my own lane, I'm on a oneway (Oneway)

Ain’t sell no brick, I built my feng shui (Yeah)

We don't play games, we no Nintendos, nigga (No)

I built my ma house and got bigger figures (Blessings)

You ain't no gangsta, you a titty, nigga (Yeah)

Got me dancin' like Michael Jackson Thriller, nigga (Got me dancin')

We servin' Xannys and whammys (Yeah)

The way that PJ land outstandin', I'm fannin' (I'm a fan)

I told that bitch don't ever compare me to no fan, yeah

I keep at least a half a millies in the socks somewhere (Yeah)

[Chorus: VL Deck]

I got [?], racks bustin' out my dental

I'ma spot runner, gas bags, I can sell 'em

Extension toter, pain killer lean sipper

Ninja turtle bullets in a magazine, these bitches flippers

The 36 cool, but the 41 bigger

The Tesla transform, but you gotta see the Fisker

Used to old school whips, now one button, this bitch talk

Rollie compliments the [?] stand down, I survive the drought