Vice Chevy Woods (Ft. Juicy J & Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro: Chevy Woods]
TGOD
Miami Vice, uh
Top off speeding, they say I'm the bad guy

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
Bitch ass nigga ain't nobody feeling that
You got a whole lot of mouth, I can kill you with a rap
That 16 in the magazine, one chamber in
Can knock as many down as I wanna, Wilt Chamberlain
Yeah, that's bucket seats like a Nascar
View from the beach condo that's the plan
All, yall niggas suffering hard
I'm rolling up, wine glass, sipping off with a laugh (haha)
Yeah, that's a couple of counts
I don't watch it, I know, I really see the amount
I'm out in Memphis with Juice, we into balling for real
You niggas talk like you scoring, never out on the field
Never fakers for real, my name good in the spot
Now it's Presidential Suites but still keeping it cot
No need for the bar, we could send you some shots
I know they mad cus they can't afford what's out in that lot, oh

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
And when it comes to this paper, we getting all it
That means you fucking with gangsters
Soon as we walk in the door we get the party started
That means you fucking with gangsters