GT - Free Vezz lyrics

[Hook: Icewear Vezzo] b**h my mama ain't no ho, b**h my daddy ain't no ho b**h my brother ain't no ho, why you trynna play me like a ho? b**h my mama ain't no ho, my daddy ain't no ho My family ain't no hoes, quit trynna play me like a ho [Verse 1: GT] Froze off Rose, Goose, Patron, all that sh** This b**h all on my dick, I don't call that b**h In a all black 6, all black tint Sittin in all black fo's, that's why I dog them b**hes All white buffs, that come from whippin it up All white chunks, my j**eler cuttin sh** up I'm in traffic in that white truck, cuttin it up Sittin on all white rims, but I keep scuffin 'em up I'm from that Red Zone, I don't really know what's worse Old heads bangin youngins, snatchin old ladies purse These n***as hungry as f**, they only eat on the first And they don't leave evidence, them bodies gettin burned up These n***as snitchin, I think police puttin wires on 'em Creamade a n***a gasoline, throw that fire on 'em Then leave him borded up, in a Vacant like Snoop Smash off on that Chevy, then go and play in the coupe [Hook] [Verse 2] The plug called, get it up Ho called said, she wanna f** I'm in the club, Crome Horse f** the buffs, put 'em up Whole team on a pint of lean, grab a crutch Whole team ball hard, swear to God we in the clutch Glock 40 red dot, for n***as talkin cheeese Hopped out my True Religion, put on my Robin Jeans These ones cost five hun, the red wing I had to cop Rest In Peace Joffee, that's my Red Wing I don't mind, if you think I'm rappin or not Cause you in that kitchen, when I was wrappin up blocks Or you wasn't in that spot, in the trap with them bells I shouldn't have to say where, cause you can follow the smell How can I stop, when I got this much clientele And everybody around, want me to buy and sell I told n***as before, I real n***a gone make it By being real to hisself, and sayin f** n***as waitin [Hook]