Kid Ink - Dat Lingo lyrics

[Hook: Vee Tha Rula] I say damn, I'm just happy for my fam Broke n***a to a million dollar man I say, you ain't even know dat lingo I say, you ain't even know dat lingo Smoke is floating out my mouth a double cup up in my hand Yeah, n***as say I'm the hottest in the land I say, you ain't even know dat lingo I say, you ain't even know dat lingo [Verse 1: Vee Tha Rula] I just sold a sack Now I'm back home smoking on the sack Don't get high on your own supply man I'm just thankful I can rap I swear this sh** is just a trap a maze you run without a map And man my girl won't text me back another b**h just text me back Like why you actin' I've been texting Other day we just was s**ting 'Nother b**h just read the message Lord this sh** is getting messy I just feel so special flexing watch out for Tha Rula Study like a tutor smoking loud your sh** is muted This sh** can get confusing cause this sh** is more than music When you down feel like losing baby mom said you can do it Raising crazy said he booling said he see me fooling Just get ready for what's coming When we on we going stupid Ay my n***a sh** is real I just sealed a deal Champagne on the chill lemme tell you how it feel [Hook] [Verse 2: Bricc Baby sh**ro] Look I pull up in that b**h and coat that c**aine brought that foreign I sprinkle sprinkle on the booth the molly got me on I just copped a closer that's a pint of lean I pour it I keep a wooley on my hip and yeah I'm quick to blow it I got n***as 13-toed trainers in the hood They don't know no better cause their mama holding d** They don't want no hustle man they really k** their buzz Gone off the water smoking sherm by the judge Now my youngin' facing life and n***a that's a elbow When you strapped up like Mac's fam we call that velcro You know a n***a making juice I'm working 6 cell phones Hate to front the Glock so I got [?] [Hook] [Verse 3: Kid Ink] You ain't even know dat lingo A grand pre and a black gran tourino To the club run the door down like Dino Pa**ing through Miami call me Inky Moreno Champagne got me wet as a taquito When you see me it's a wrap For you rappers no burrito Said I f**s with you un poquito Finito excuse me I'm just try'na keep a C note Remember back then all them b**hes who would play me When I was broke and now they want my million dollar baby You used to be the baddest now you look just like Shanaynay And then lost all of your a** and had another kid with Ray-Ray [Hook]