Lyrics Vanilla Coke - Goody Grace

Vanilla Coke

I don’t give a fuck and I don’t think that’ll change
Hollywood Hills I be rollin up with my gang
Things are a little bit different now I suppose
I just might fuck around and text your girl a rose
Yea, I don’t give a fuck and I don’t think that’ll change
Hollywood Hills I be rollin up with my gang
Things are a little bit different now I suppose
I just might fuck around and text your girl a rose
She don’t want your love, she just know she gonna blow
She don’t want your love, she just want you for your dope
She don’t want your love, she don’t want your love
She don’t want your love, she just want Vanilla Coke (What are you people?
On dope?)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(She don’t want your-)
Aye, got the club going up even though we’re underage (hey)
If you wanna roll up she might just light this check
But that’s not what she gave me for, no way, no way-e-ay (-e-ay-e-ay)
She don’t want your love, she just know she gonna blow
She don’t want your love, she just want you for your dope
She don’t want your love, she don’t want your love
She don’t want your love, she just want Vanilla Coke (What are you people?
On dope?)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(She don’t want your-)
I don’t give a fuck and I don’t think that’ll change
Hollywood Hills I be rollin up with my gang
Things are a little bit different now I suppose
I just might fuck around and (fuck around and, fuck around and)
(What are you people? On dope?) Text your girl a rose.
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah)
(Yeah-e-yeah-e-yeah-e-yeah-e-yeah)