Luh Tyler My Vision Lyrics

[Intro]
(Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin' it)
Yeah, five bands in a minute
(Trill got the juice, nigga)

[Chorus]
Nigga, I just made like five bands in a minute
You ain't talkin' 'bout that bag, bitch, don't put me in it
I got a dub on me, bitch, that mean I'm winnin'
Why this ho keep sayin', "Period"? Bitch, this ain't no sentence
Nigga jumped right in the game, yeah, this is not no scrimmage
I be stayin' in my lane, yeah, peep shit from a distance
You ain't tryna get no cake, yeah, that's the wrong decision
In the booth, I got my shades on, niggas can't see my vision
[Verse]
Yeah, throw my shades on, nigga, now I'm in that mode
When we're in the trap, he the salеsman, he gon' get it sold
Nigga, pull them bands out my pockеt, got yo' bitch like, "Whoa"
Tell them, "Go ahead, drop that pape' on me, I might rock the show"
Tell them, "Go ahead, drop that pape' on me, I might rock the show"
Nigga, step out with that cake on me, I might take your ho
Niggas, they be tryna be like me, you can't take my flow
A hunnid' racks, you never made that shit before
Yeah, hunnid' racks, nigga, you ain't seen that type of dough Yeah, and that shit off in my cup got me movin' slow
Yeah, know I pop out on the scene cleaner than some soap
Yeah, he wasn't talkin' 'bout that paper, bitch, we ain't never spoke
Nigga, I'm in my zone, steady bringin' in them checks
Yeah, you know we havin' more, you be havin' less
Nigga, puttin' that work in, I ain't break a sweat
Mama told me, "Run that bag up, that's a bet"
When I jump up on that beat, I'ma make a mess
If that bitch ain't bad, I might leave that ho on "Read"
Niggas crashin' out, better tell them boys, "Don't wreck"
All my niggas eatin' with me, know I keep 'em fed

[Chorus]
Nigga, I just made like five bands in a minute
You ain't talkin' 'bout that bag, bitch, don't put me in it
I got a dub on me, bitch, that mean I'm winnin'
Why this ho keep sayin', "Period"? Bitch, this ain't no sentence
Nigga jumped right in the game, yeah, this is not no scrimmage
I be stayin' in my lane, yeah, peep shit from a distance
You ain't tryna get no cake, yeah, that's the wrong decision
In the booth, I got my shades on, niggas can't see my vision