Vida Loca Russ Millions (Ft. Pressa & Taze)
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[Intro]
Hahaha, okay
HARGO production
Whoosh
Gang
Bubu
[Verse 1: Russ]
Baby, calm down, don't act like that
Kiss her forehead and grab that back
And she gets gassed when she does man’s plaits
Man a badman, don't take no chat
Splash a boy's chest, watch his eye roll back
Ain’t got ten bags but you chat 'bout trap
On my left wrist that's nineteen bags
On my right wrist that's a next quick eight
[Verse 2: Taze]
Been Taze so she know me already
She's stripped down and ask if I'm ready
She wan' badman up in her wah?
She wan' badman up in her belly
Bro-bro-bro balance the ting steady
Dodge po-po, pallance the whip lefty
They pulled up and had to do wah?
They pulled up and had to do leggy
Hahaha, okay
HARGO production
Whoosh
Gang
Bubu
[Verse 1: Russ]
Baby, calm down, don't act like that
Kiss her forehead and grab that back
And she gets gassed when she does man’s plaits
Man a badman, don't take no chat
Splash a boy's chest, watch his eye roll back
Ain’t got ten bags but you chat 'bout trap
On my left wrist that's nineteen bags
On my right wrist that's a next quick eight
[Verse 2: Taze]
Been Taze so she know me already
She's stripped down and ask if I'm ready
She wan' badman up in her wah?
She wan' badman up in her belly
Bro-bro-bro balance the ting steady
Dodge po-po, pallance the whip lefty
They pulled up and had to do wah?
They pulled up and had to do leggy
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