V.O.C - White Tee

Bitch I never tap out
Do it 'til I pass out
I just hit him with the piston like I bring the Mac out
Thirty plus saves on a song and they can't fathom
I might cop a gold Cuban link or maybe platinum
Wrist
Water water water water water
Dripped out on my white tee
Dripped out on my white tee
Dripped out on my white tee
They be telling me I need a break
I be grinding too much
I used to be on the block
I was poppin' a clutch
Now they see me on the come up
You get he bag and you fumble
Like they ain't another
Back then I use to roll doubles
Runnin' from the opps I was in trouble
All from the weed smoke
Backpack full of raps
Kill 'em off bars need a toe tag
I'm G so mad
I just fucked her bestie now she so sad
Dealer came in clutch
I use to roll a swisher and a dutch
Man I hated wastin' my time
Write it down on a line so
Never need to tell me I do it
I do it fluent
I was writing my songs taking the bus
To the booth
I remember they never use to say that I'm proud of you
But now they see the kid tryin' blowup
Now they think that I am gonna
Bitch I never tap out
Do it 'til I pass out
I just hit him with the piston like I bring the Mac out
Thirty plus saves on a song and they can't fathom
I might cop a gold Cuban link or maybe platinum
Wrist
Water water water water water
Dripped out on my white tee
Dripped out on my white tee
Dripped out on my white tee
Bitch I never tap out
Do it 'til I pass out
I just hit him with the piston like I bring the Mac out
Thirty plus saves on a song and they can't fathom
I might cop a gold Cuban link or maybe platinum
Wrist
Water water water water water
Dripped out on my white tee
Dripped out on my white tee
Dripped out on my white tee

Written by:
Camilo Jimenez

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