Disagreement

[Intro]
Damn, my life keep getting crazier and crazier, man
Yes ma'am
Damn
I think about life a lot and realize i'm upper than you, i'm better than you, i'm smarter than you and that's why you mad at me

[Chorus]
I'm going up now I got fans out of Vegas
If the Maybach park right here I bet half of the bitches is leaving
She wanna fuck me so bad like a disagreement
Fuck, fuck
And ever since I got money man they been real quiet
Uh, uhh

[Verse]
Where you at? Uh where you at?
Got hoes in Atlanta that got Cartier jewelry
Back in the day, they ain't want nothing to do with me
Fuck man, this percocet so fucking strong
You get hit with a Glock 19 no matter how strong you is
How you think i'm still here?
I get a motherfucker hit
I ain't gone make no diss
I ain't on IG with lame ass shit
I put money on your head, you get shot at, bitch
You ain't from the trenches, you ain't from the bricks
You ain't really VLAD man you ain't really shit
Pink diamonds on my bitch, codeine on her wrist
Geeked out my mind, I got hoes at the Ritz
One thing about me man I ain't gone quit
If I said it on drugs then I meant what I said
Got bitches in Club E11EVEN and Slayer Montana just brought them out
Twin turbo Maserati what my bitch driving today
If you ain't Vlad life then you in the way
Slayer academy, your bitch let me slay right away
She can say whatever she want in my back but she let me fuck anyway
I'm cumming in her mouth, you just nutting on her face
Got rich bitches, they taking flights to L.A
I'm rubbing on her body like it's clay
Pop a X pill on a random monday
Breaking my wrist when I whip the whip, it's a hurricane
2 guns on me man I feel like i'm Max Payne
Walk out the mall and I got 10 bags in my hands
Look like Cleopatra, all this gold on my hand
Look like Julius Caesar, all the empire I built with no land
Baby say she from the Nolia, New Orleans
Whatever you saying
Wherever I been, she wanna go
Wherever, yeah, yeah
Whatever store I go to, she wanna go and shop
The girls want me, they say that i'm hot
They hating on me, I got shit on lock
He hating on me at his job and he watching the clock
Thinking bout how he could be somebody like me, he mad as fuck
Run up on me with that bullshit, you already know you get switched up
Do the dash on the e-way, I ain't know you could go this fast in a black truck

[Chorus]
I'm going up now I got fans out of Vegas
If the Maybach park right here I bet half of the bitches is leaving
She wanna fuck me so bad like a disagreement
Fuck, fuck
And ever since I got money man they been real quiet
Uh, uhh