V.I.C. - International Boy$ Club lyrics

Designer Vodka on the table Pockets filled up with Mandela Belvedere got me stable I'll make your girlfriend lose her manners She shakin' her a$$ for my handle, double tap on another level I'm not talking instagram though, don't you know your girl a ho I'm sorry didn't mean to f** up the party, lame a$$ n***as sip barcadi. Climb to the top, jump on these hoes like my name is Jeff Hardy (ooh, ooh). I just want all of my n***as to come to my crib in a bentley that coupe photogenic, we're chillin with all types of b**hes they ratchet but most of em all independent. Iz u feelin my wave right now (splash) Stop surfin my wave right now I wanna get paid right now (moola) I just got a new deposit Wanna buy a Maserati (skrrr) Get a bad b**h like Karrueche Not someone to tell me I'm useless Left that b**h and now her a$$ is clueless She lovin my tongue it's designer i guess, get to the scene and you know that i flex (flex). Flex on my ex, flex on your ex, flex on everybody ex. (x2) Chillin wih all'a my bruhs Driving a Ha-Tuh-Tuh-Tuh Cause ye' we don't give a fukk, playing loud music to Mall of The North. Hear us from a mile away, your girlfriend cummin my way, everything going my way, she do everything that I say. She not even cute but homie is okay, she s**in' bombdick and she sippin' bombay, in a few minutes she'll be in my bed. f** her today but tommorow we strange. Focusing hard on these racks (racksss) I wanna fukk up a check She lovin' that ice on my neck (icceee). Shawty told me that she never tasted gold you feel, so I gave her a young kiss wih my gold teeth and she told me that she dig it, true definition of a gold digger. And yo girl, last week, asked me, why am I always on fleek. & told her is because, I think that i got the sauce best believe I got the sauce. Walking and waving insida the club, might leave a trail cause my swag is a sauce, getit yeah the outfit a sauce. Get to the scene b**hes start trippin', I might leave a trail (my swag e stay drippin) She shakin her a$$ for a kilo Showin that puss on the d-low Ion give a fukk I'm Vico. Can't u see I'm rockin gucci, my dick it go hard like a uzzi after that cuddle in the jacuzzi, even though I know that your a floozy. So baby relax, take off your dress, kiss on my chest, you know I finesse (finesse, finesse, finesse) (x2) Twenty Fifth of June twenty sixteen, i wuz mobbin hard me and my team. Retro21 laid it down. n***as got to f**en understand. I GOT b*tchES WET BEFORE THEY GOT TO WATERLAND!