Lofty305 - Vanilla Soft Serve lyrics

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Lofty305 - Vanilla Soft Serve lyrics

[Intro: Lofty305] Its the base head cap right Lil b**h, get that And I'm the motherf**ing black mac Chyea [Verse 1: Lofty305] I'm going in yall n***as going impster I'm getting high cause I know its the answer You try to romance a girl go dancer I check her bank and i long dick lance her Not a black panther, blacked out voltron Connect the rhymes like electrons Protons Make a beat and flow uh Rolling blunts, smoke one Strictly rich b**hes i ain't f**in with the broke ones Its the shogun Leave a microphone broken Just like the hoes cause its poetry emotion Potent f**ing with the purest of the c**aine Rolling The n***as selling purple, potion Gotta have tokens, to get in the game Super soak it, ya you know im wetting your team Out spoken, i ain't never threaten the lane Quit hating motherf**er you be getting a scene [Verse 2: Lofty305] Metro zu coming base shooting plasma Outer space cannons, f** n***as have spasms Grab em, by their shirt collars tell them wake up b**h you know i nutted on your girlfriends face, what b**h you know was dripping on down to her a-cup Accept the fact that you wifed up a s*ut Uh Stay blunt and stay Jed up Stay paid if forever getting blazed up And when a b**h lookie lookie i amaze her And if she stingy with the cookie i dont chase her Keep it plain uh, no i dont date her I dont own nobody you can take her I tell her bye it was fly see you later She dont even wanna leave she a flaker She wanna swagged out cyber punk skater Now I'm going out of town just to shake her (chyea) [Verse 3: Ruben Slikk] She wanna a n***a who can get a b**h the good dick Ruben slikk came through and the jug thick Yea, thick syrup for the 40 Make drip drop for the cup in the morning Chyea, i stay fiending for the green mayne Lacing it put the f**ing hat to the shish, yes yes! And you going n***a macking Beat the p**y up till i make the sh** queef And im back in the booth smoking weed getting high Yea my n***a thats the truth Got the hash in the joint so you know we getting splifted Told the f**ing hoe go head get richter On the f**ing dick when she rise it, hard Smoking on my dope, yes i serve hard Rocked up caine and i got it for the low 400 for the half, 800 for the o, go go