Vetements Bomber Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo, Vani!

[Chorus: Leesta]
Hop out the Bentley (Hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bentley (Hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bentley, I'm rockin' the Presi', I walk with a semi
Sayin' it's beef, we hop in it, deadly
Walk with the fetti, I'm walkin' with plenty
[Verse 1: Leesta]

[Chorus: Leesta & Xavier Weeks]
Hop out the Bentley (Hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bentley (Woah-woah-woah, hmmm-na-na-na)
Hop out the Bentley (Yеah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out the Bеntley, I'm rockin' the Presi', I walk with a semi
Sayin' it's beef, we hop in it, deadly
Walk with the fetti, I'm walkin' with plenty
Hop out the Bentley, I'm rockin' the Presi', I walk with a semi
Sayin' it's beef, we hop in it, deadly (Woo)
Walk with the fetti, I'm walkin' with plenty

[Verse 2: Xavier Weeks]
Hop out the Bentley, I'm countin' this fetti
I'm wit' a lil' bitch, and she hot and she ready
Five days, five nights, I ain't talkin' no Freddy
I'm countin' this fetti, I'm countin' it steady I got me a Glock, but I know that it's heavy
I got me a Glock, but I know that it's heavy
My brother got Glocks, he got double Berettis
I hit that lil' ho, yeah
Told the bad bitch to come up front
Cause I know she got junk in the trunk
Gettin' high, I do what I want
I won't hear you talk, baby, just hush
They actin' so hard and tough, but baby I know these sides to push
Told that little baby I sit in the back, lil' baby I don't give no f*cks
Go to Ramada, I'm rocking deisgner
I got me some money like [?] Madana
Up these drugs, I'm seeing new heights
Baby, she know I'm high as a kite
f*ck these feelings, I'm trying to catch flights
Get too drunk, might f*ck me a dyke
Bring her freinds, out my life, shit, I don't give no f*cks
I don't give no f*cks about [?]
I don't give no f*cks about an [?]
I don't give no f*cks about a motherf*ckin'[?]
I don't give no f*cks about no motherf*ckin' listens
I don't give no f*cks about that motherf*ckin' drama
I don't give no f*cks about your motherf*ckin' mama
I ride high fast with the Vetements Bomber
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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