Vacuum R3 Da Chilliman

[Intro]
(Reconboy)
(Damn, my nigga Glxck made this shit)

[Chorus]
I just told her vacuum, that mean suck it up
Complainin' 'bout his bitch leave a nigga toughened up
If it's a pass, and you feel it, nigga, trust your gut
Tuckin' this gun inside my pants like what's knuckle up?
I just told her vacuum, that mean suck it up
Complainin' 'bout his bitch leave a nigga toughened up
If it's a pass, and you feel it, nigga, trust your gut
Tuckin' this gun inside my pants like what's knuckle up?

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm rich and I'm already [?], I'm still a shooter
I hit his bitch, now he don't like me, he's a fuckin' loser
Flashin' jewels on the 'Gram so they hate us
Some bad bitches and a Crip in a Wraith truck
Smokin' a giffie, come through that back door
I'm beatin' it up, she gon' leave with her back brokе
Got the .40 under my clothes likе a cougar
It's evidence around his nose he's a user
Bitch, you really whippin' work, my wrist hurtin'
My youngins shootin' anything, they out purgin'
[?] to dress up, then I enter from the back
I'm loafed up, he got a problem touchin' racks
Band for the jeans, my best friend is Mike Amiri
I'm sellin' P's, how much you need? The price varies
YTB in my city, we BMF
R.I.P., if we see him, he gettin' stretched