I Can Vouch ft. DemonDeuce Lyrics

Have you ever seen a half a mil I can vouch for that

Brodie get a call he answer quick said he handled that

Can you really blame me I was young went to internet

Nowadays I sit back and I watch not really into that

Fuck a rapping nigga Ima artist I get realer checks

When I get the chain gone need somebody here to witness that

Balling with the bros it be the vibes

But don't be seeing that

Couple dollars take it to the guy and let em finish that

I'm too clean to get my hands dirty But they not tide

Put that on my Brodie other artist say I'm top 5

Niggas really faking learned a lesson

No high fives

Get it for the low and sell it high but not sky high

Fucking on the baddest bitch she know I gotta bankroll

Don't see me in public I'm too busy getting cake bro

Shoutout to the bros you send a diss I ain't gone say nun

Why you try to get that boy to snitch that ain't ray gun

Hella allegations what you mean that ain't Ray son

Nutted in that hoe I had a girl but I ain't say nun

She went over there where ever the hell that lil bitch came from

How you say you pregant off the pre Ain't get the main cum

Bitch thought she was slick she try to leave her hair and make up

Just for my lil shorty to notice when that bitch wake up

All these hoes slimey Can't trust em They got they snake up

Lotta people talking but in public they want say nun

Boy I know ya brother you just like em but You ain't one

Niggas try to say Bc I hoop

I was hella sweet

Had a keep it clean can't let em know that Ya boy really sneek

We just did a heist it went as planned They ain't know that it's me

Did a couple shows I got a bag what you see in me

I don't want the fame but I might blow like it's tnt

Know that you can't see me put a I inside that tnt

Fucking in the house I did it raw fuck a air Bnb

If I drop a diss and he respond than I know that he weak

Like to test the niggas that don't like me just to really see

You can catch a fade this shit go from 13 to 63

Haven't talked to bro what he facing

He facing 1st degree

Brodie sipping lean he go to space

Talking Merk-ury

Posting on the snap want get me killed

Said you merking me

Give my bitch back Lowkey she was working me

Fucking up my kidney when I pissed felt like 3rd degree

Faded off the pills pop 10 after surgery

Used to be the server but see now they be serving me

Don't pay for the head she know the name

I get slurp for free

Why you pay to see the only fans

She gone ride for free

Why you wait til now to say you "this"

You gone die w heat

Lotta niggas riding w they gun But they die in the street

If I have a daughter or a son they gone learn from me

Keep it on the low they want suspect

And it's really he

Turn the act off

Nigga say he got some pints

Nigga what the ack cost

Track star ran from me call em track hawk

Bitch had me come quick felt like

Bitch had me come quick felt like asphalt

Damn

I meant it's yo ass fault

Niggga claim he rocking Amiri

What the tag cost

Bitch said she wanna fuck me

Told her her back off

I heard you burn like the sun and you back talk

Deuce what you doing (Hold on)

That's a lot of crack talk

Yea she bad if she ain't have no ass

She wouldn't be bad at all

Niggas out here using her body

Now that's tragic talk

Damn

Hold on nigga I need to walk

YF said he spotted a opp

But he ran off

Rubber bands blue and pink

Now that's a bag talk

Yeah (Hold on)

Yeah

Choppa shoot fast like call it R.Kelly

Choppa gone burn when it shoot uh huh

Choppa burn when it shoot call it R.Kelly

Yeah I gotta bad bitch but she gotta pop-out belly

You feel me like like she ain't fat but it's there though

You know

It's there though Let me listen to it

Hold on

Yeah

Choppa like a zombie have ya ass limp walking

Nigga wanna play we gone come in there and

Choppa like a zombie (Yeah) have my ass limp

Walking Nigga wanna play shoot him two times now he

Uh

Now he starstruck nigga wanna play huh?

See that car , DUCK! Yeah I seen him spray (Yeah)

Nigga starstruck bitches wanna play huh?

Yeah they bouncing ass and titties they gone bounce it anyway huh

Yeah

Gotta bad bitch from the bay she don't wanna play

Shoot in ya face Nigga don't play (Nope)

Uh yeah

We gone wrap him up nigga wanna play

We gone put him in the back of the truck (Bitch)

Huh

Now he looking lost

Call his momma on his iPhone she like what's the cost? (Bitch, no)

Bitch you can't afford the cost (Yeah)

Cause we riding round town with big bosses

Yeah

We ain't taking no losses

Yeah we got diamonds drip just like water faucet