Lyrics VIP - Xavier Weeks

VIP

Bad bitch, hella hoes
And they wanna pull up on the gang and me
She said she love me, she don’t know me
I miss the days when I was lowkey
Now I’m up at the party
And she wanna go up to the VIP
Don’t really love you till it’s RIP
If you ain’t talkin' bands, don’t talk to me
And I took her to the lowdown
Oh baby wanna slow down
She in LA for the crowd
Oh baby want a shoutout
Brand new bags, we out, at sea
She can’t do it’s hard for me
And they don’t really love you till it’s RIP
Remember them days when they didn’t believe in me
And she gon' put it all on me
Matter of a fact, I put it all on you
Remember them days, tried playing for a fool
All this act, gotta keep a tool
Now I drop my thots, like those feelings in a pool
Can’t pop percs I said «RIP Juice»
She said she fuck with me in a coupe
That’s why I can never lose
Snoozin' off the juice, and this shit
I’ve been losin' my shit, I’ve been losin' myself
She said she love, and don’t care
But, I know she a witch, she gon' cast a spell
She ask me what my neck worth
I told her, «Look at my net worth»
She gon give me brain, do that neck work
Got too faded and my head hurt
Bad bitch, hella hoes
And they wanna pull up on the gang and me
She said she love me, she don’t know me
I miss the days when I was lowkey
Now I’m up at the party
And she wanna go up to the VIP
Don’t really love you till it’s RIP
If you ain’t talkin' bands, don’t talk to me
And I took her to the lowdown
Oh baby wanna slow down
She in LA for the crowd
Oh baby want a shoutout