Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vvs Gleam, artist - TheHxliday. Date of issue: 27.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Vvs Gleam |
| Sippin' on drank |
| Diamonds, they wing |
| Diamonds, they fleek |
| Diamonds, they bling |
| Hop in the whip |
| Winnin' the race |
| I got some paint, It’s on her face |
| Stay in your lane |
| Who can you blame |
| Been on the grind, since I began |
| I had my ex |
| Asked how she been |
| Told me she «missed me» |
| No, not again |
| Burnin' spaceship |
| Popped it up and on here |
| I got the drip on me like I’m Ric Flair |
| They watchin' me, rack it up in the air |
| I’m off his babygirl, pullin' her hair |
| Think he a shooter, but that nigga scared |
| Tellin' you that, Imma make sure, I swear |
| Bitch scream Emanuel, bitches like «Where?» |
| That bitch, she lookin' at me over there |
| Diamonds, they shine |
| Please do not stare |
| You might go blind, need some welfare |
| He wanna fight, he wanna dare |
| I took his bitch, really don’t care |
| Cop a new whip |
| Drive to the fair |
| Fuck on his chick, no it’s not fair |
| Don’t give a shit |
| Now he in tears |
| Ice on my wrist, that’s a Patek |
| Left her on read |
| The comment was dead |
| That bitch hit the scene, so I gotta dip |
| Before Imma switch |
| Man, watch me flip |
| I might hit the miss |
| That bitch won’t be missed |
| I fade in the wind |
| Won’t see you again |
| She said she want money, I gave her like ten |
| She went got some surgery, got her some tits |
| From LA to Burgundy, I’m in a jet |
| Sippin' on drank |
| Diamonds, they wing |
| Diamonds, they fleek |
| Diamonds, they bling |
| Hop in the whip |
| Winnin' the race |
| I got some paint |
| It’s on her face |
| Stay in your lane |
| Who can you blame |
| Been on the grind, since I began |
| I had my ex |
| Asked how she been |
| Told me she «missed me» |
| No, not again |
| Sippin' on drank |
| Diamonds, they wing |
| Diamonds, they fleek |
| Diamonds, they bling |
| Hop in the whip |
| Winnin' the race |
| I got some paint |
| It’s on her face |
| Stay in your lane |
| Who can you blame |
| Been on the grind, since I began |
| I had my ex |
| Asked how she been |
| Told me she «missed me» |
| No, not again |
| Yeah |
| Bitch, I’m an animal |
| She suckin' on me like Danimal |
| Killing these niggas like Hannibal |
| That nigga jealous, what can he do? |
| I went and got a new Bentley, ooh |
| Ex hit my phone and she miss me, too |
| Baby, don’t offer me Fentanyl |
| You should be that and be back in school |
| Look at me now, huh |
| I came a long way from town |
| Give them my sound |
| My mama told me she proud |
| Ain’t no nigga crying, uh |
| We learned all that mess, we was down |
| But I’m always grindin', yuh |
| And Imma go sleep on the ground |
| Sippin' on drank |
| Diamonds, they wing |
| Diamonds, they fleek |
| Diamonds, they bling |
| Hop in the whip |
| Winnin' the race |
| I got some paint |
| It’s on her face |
| Stay in your lane |
| Who can you blame |
| Been on the grind, since I began |
| I had my ex |
| Asked how she been |
| Told me she «missed me» |
| No, not again |
| Sippin' on drank |
| Diamonds, they wing |
| Diamonds, they fleek |
| Diamonds, they bling |
| Hop in the whip |
| Winnin' the race |
| I got some paint |
| It’s on her face |
| Stay in your lane |
| Who can you blame |
| Been on the grind, since I began |
| I had my ex |
| Asked how she been |
| Told me she «missed me» |
| No, not again |