Lyrics Kentucky Derby - Vory

Kentucky Derby

Yeah
Say
I say, lucky callin', I can not pick up the phone
Right now I’m not home, right now I’m on my zone
I feel like woah, I float in the limo flash (Skrrt, skrrt)
I whip out the Benz or drive (Skrrt, skrrt)
And I’ma get this, all I got
But I give it all to ya, I give it all to ya
I give it all to ya, I give it all to ya
Promise I won’t do this
Same phone, nigga who this?
Gotta roll in the new whips (Skrrt)
They know that I do this, yeah, yeah
I give it all to ya
Ayy
Never bite the hand that feeds ya
You might fuck around and need it
How could I ever mistreat her?
She was down when I need her
Still be down if I leave her, yeah, yeah
Fly her ass to Costa Rica, fly her back from Costa Rica
Bring new ass to Rio, working like she have
If I work too late never see 'em
Ayy, I don’t go slow, yeah I just know fast, just know, yeah (Facts)
I don’t tell lies I just speak facts, yeah
Throw money in the air, girl, you keep that, yeah
Throw money in the air, girl, we going shopping on tags
I pull up and pull out the Wraith (Wraith)
I had to whip out the Jag (Jag)
Keeping always on the rise
Ballin' for days on days (Days)
They wanna ride the wave (Wave)
But we do not check on no tags
We spend it and make it right back (What?)
Vroom vroom (Sheesh)
Had your bitch soon as I walked in the room, hmm, hmm (She chosey)
She wanna kick it and smoke 92
Hmm, hmm, and she wanna go, I ain’t got no room
Hmm, hmm, the Wraith fit two, got in the coupe
Hmm, hmm,
She prolly let me do it if I offer (I bet she would)
Hit it one time, then I’m off her
Lucky callin'
I can not pick up the phone
Right now I’m on my zone