V.I.P.

Yo, Strings
The Black Widow, where you at?
Give it to ‘em in the raw

[Chorus:]
V for the victims of the various styles I’m flippin'
I insane loochie, Vickie’s Secret on my coochie
P preferably I propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V I’m a virtuoso ya’ll niggas is so-so
I instant interest upon any interest
P preferably i propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V-I-P

[Verse 1:]
See, when they player hate me, it doesn’t matter
Goes in my ear as just chit chatter
Strings the great, and I rock from state to state
Your rap is dead, go perform this shit at somebody’s wake
Mistake number one, mentioning my name
Mistake number two, two mistakes too many
Now I'm reaching into the Fendi
And i won’t be stingy
When i bust trust
I navigate from here to Death Valley to kick up dust
Don't get crushed under the will of the steel
Packin' this bitch, ever dressed in Patricia Fields
Armani shades keeping the red eyes concealed
And I'm giving them something they can feel
So test me and lets see in the 9-9 who sparkles
I stay in Neiman Marcus, you hoes stay in Target
Shopping, just stop it
I'm lookin' shocking and bold
Doubled breasted Nicole Miller
And high heel Kenneth Cole
Nigga what

[Chorus:]
V for the victims of the various styles I’m flippin'
I insane loochie, Vickie’s Secret on my coochie
P preferably I propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V I’m a virtuoso ya’ll niggas is so-so
I instant interest upon any interest
P preferably i propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V-I-P

[Verse 2:]
Inside tips on horse races, runnin' shit
Be on the tracks on the Indy 500 bitch
Lovin' this, bumpin't this in your car and your house
Funkier than your shrimp and your trout
Doubt? Pinch yourself and you will discover different
Ironic isn't it? Originality you listen to this
And this ain't no joke, don't provoke
Beats and rhymes addictive like coke
How the fuck your representin' broke
I'm sure you ain't knowin' what hell is like
Fucking with Strings you'll find out at the speed of light
I'll make your life a moonless night
You'll never see the sun again
And you'll be strung again
When Strings come again
Van Gogh, Picasso and Marc Chagall on my wall
For all ya'll, I'm gon' watch when ya'll all fall
I know you playin' like you me off in your daydreams
Baguettes in the pinky and the toe rings
Nigga what

[Chorus:]
V for the victims of the various styles I’m flippin' (Uh huh)
I insane loochie, Vickie’s Secret on my coochie
P preferably I propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V I’m a virtuoso ya’ll niggas is so-so
I instant interest upon any interest
P preferably i propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V-I-P

V for the victims of the various styles I’m flippin'
I insane loochie, Vickie’s Secret on my coochie
P preferably I propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V I’m a virtuoso ya’ll niggas is so-so
I instant interest upon any interest
P preferably i propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V-I-P

[Verse 3:]
Black Widow, pluck my high strings like a fiddle
I'm a spit veno, nigga make a memo
Strings got the demo, you love in your tape deck
Out shockin' 'em with the hour glass shape
Sand mostly at the bottom, rocks I got 'em
Lyrical connoisseur for sure, pockets I knot 'em
Bombs I drop 'em
What you bitches got is a problem
Ain't no competition I shot 'em
Capers I plot 'em
Nigga what

[Chorus:]
V for the victims of the various styles I’m flippin'
I insane loochie, Vickie’s Secret on my coochie
P preferably I propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V I’m a virtuoso ya’ll niggas is so-so
I instant interest upon any interest
P preferably i propose to point out, that money ain’t everything it’s the only thing
V-I-P

Strings
Coming with the hotness
Niggas tryna stop this but it ain't lookin' good
Say what, yeah