Vic Spencer
Still Plankin’
[Verse]
Uh
Bitch
Fuck
Fuck these n***as talking 'bout
N***as want me outta here
I splatter ribs
I got a daycare by where your nanna live
My grandma kids still living
Rip a soul out your heart
I got a spark
All type of flavors when I park the ark
N***a I can plank on the ounce stacks
Came up say the same stuff
DAngerous on the map
Grabbing the barrel, clapping your arms
I'm on charge
The souls in the folder controlling your whole squad
To the alright, best top model
Imma call Mike back
It's a label up there, run by Chris right
Don't try me
I add weed like scales
The ladder of life, I'm climbing like snails
Southside is hell (Damn)
Make sure my daughter's closet is full
N***a already know I'm a farmer to youth
Enlarging the proof
Smoke sessions, smoke now
Hope now, seems like I can see the shit
Believe it's big
The meanest kicks, beaming wigs
I'm still on that, warning cats
The artifacts, the architect
Wanna fucking meet my raps
Toe jam and saltine cracker socks
To crack the vault, it ain't my fault
I don't feel lost in the swag sauce
Lord is my witness you watching my moves
I'm 'bout to poke your eyes out while I take me a cruise
Bitch
Lately all I do is just look at n***as that I done bodied
And just smoke in their face n***a
Get the fuck outta here