Ramirez - Van Glock lyrics

[Intro] Zane [Verse 1: b**bie Lootaveli] Every step color coordinated when I walk inside the room Hopped up out another whatchu call it? And it going zoom Venice and a Harry Potter book but I be totin' brooms I know why you wanna hate, you got nothing else to do Rifle with a scope so I see a f**boy with a view 30 stickin on my Trues Sorry I ain't have a clue Do my money dance Peel the gas, you see me sliding through If you thought that it was safe, p**y boy we watching you [Verse 2: Ramirez] I got a scope I got a scope I got a scope, aye b**h, I will shoot ya I smoked the pope I smoked the pope I smoked the pope That hailing Medusa f** out the way, banana will spray Dogging the choppa the deadly array Off of the ye, sippin kool-aid f** a b**h sh** with that knife and that nade Aye, aye let's go, hit the store I need drank to sip some more [?] before, we hit the store b**h don't touch my Gucci coat Yeah, you short Middle finger to the pope Check the dope, peep the flow Paint your b**h a** like van Gogh [Verse 3: b**bie Lootaveli] I guess it's simulation glitch Stupid thot cuz I got rich Lotta a** up on my b**h Bought a Patek for my dick Stack my money to the ceiling Then I do that sh** again Two Glocks and they matching So I call them b**hes twenty twins [Verse 4: Ramirez] [Verse 5: b**bie Lootaveli] [Verse 6: Ramirez]