RVD Westside Gunn (Ft. Keisha Plum)
"RVD" by Westside Gunn (ft. Keisha Plum) is a #HipHop track from 2020. It explores themes of resilience, street life, and personal struggles. The lyrics blend vivid storytelling with introspective moments, showcasing Gunn's signature style. Unique elements include atmospheric production and Plum's haunting vocals, enhancing its emotional depth. The song reflects the gritty essence of hip-hop culture and has garnered attention for its authentic representation of urban experiences.
[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Grr, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo
Grr, luxurious fly shit
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, heckling the tan, you flex, a nigga talking extra
Never rode a bike in my life, Supreme Vans selected (ah)
Selling coke, some might've stretched it, I like to keep it raw
Nigga fell out, one sniff, you can keep the straw
Flags on the duplex crew necks, German Suplex
The Geiger with a few checks, Perrier-Jouët
Jewels dropped in the mess hall, I had to pick 'em up
"When you come home?" He said, "Never", I think my heart got stuck (ah)
Ten chains on his arm, can you
Remember when Pete shot up my house, tryna hear the coop (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
Mona Lisa Off-White, 40 below Feigs
Four door Ferraris with no heads (skr)
So lavish, my whole locker lit for a 10 o'clock count
I'm standing rich in the JJ Vance trench
Splash the brick on some Rob Van Dam shit
Doors on the cran-apple land lift
You had your cup, whats the logic?
Palm trees on the Mary Jane suits, load the pocket rocket
The feds wanna indict, give life, I'm looking rich, right?
The Wraith with the pinstripes, I been nice (skr)
I swear, I hate when rap niggas claiming that they king
Blow your head off with the crown on it, make my ears ring (Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!)
Took the ace out the deck, chopped the coke with it
Ain't no business like dope business
Grr, ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo
Grr, luxurious fly shit
[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, heckling the tan, you flex, a nigga talking extra
Never rode a bike in my life, Supreme Vans selected (ah)
Selling coke, some might've stretched it, I like to keep it raw
Nigga fell out, one sniff, you can keep the straw
Flags on the duplex crew necks, German Suplex
The Geiger with a few checks, Perrier-Jouët
Jewels dropped in the mess hall, I had to pick 'em up
"When you come home?" He said, "Never", I think my heart got stuck (ah)
Ten chains on his arm, can you
Remember when Pete shot up my house, tryna hear the coop (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
Mona Lisa Off-White, 40 below Feigs
Four door Ferraris with no heads (skr)
So lavish, my whole locker lit for a 10 o'clock count
I'm standing rich in the JJ Vance trench
Splash the brick on some Rob Van Dam shit
Doors on the cran-apple land lift
You had your cup, whats the logic?
Palm trees on the Mary Jane suits, load the pocket rocket
The feds wanna indict, give life, I'm looking rich, right?
The Wraith with the pinstripes, I been nice (skr)
I swear, I hate when rap niggas claiming that they king
Blow your head off with the crown on it, make my ears ring (Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!)
Took the ace out the deck, chopped the coke with it
Ain't no business like dope business
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