Artist: → Vinxi
{intro}
10 for 10 it was books and a pen
But i still link up with the local thugs
Bro got a truck comin in every week
Now the local defense think we’re dealin drugs
Gotta move real discreet so
When i roll through i need a real one with me
T come and deliver the package shit
It’s not what they thought it was
Bro nta wasi, ndi ku muhazi
Nkora ku mazi, jetskii hasi
Breeze palm trees we spark n light up
Got a bad b she way too sassy
Still fresh out the kitchen
Hope in the whip then, hit the ignition
Bro get paper quit all that bitching
Hama hamwe, listen
{hook}
Ak ku mugongo stu mu gitondo
Bose batonga imirongo
Ngo baje kumva vinxi
Show haratwika bavuge iyi imirongo
True say summеr nights get cold so
Ehen i roll thru i need a real onе with me
Backstage with a darkskin barbie
Afterparty arigata bonbon
{verse 1}
Big vinxi niggas still tryna flex
Load the ting up like bitch who’s next
Rav 4 dinger roll through ‘jects
X names off the rolodex
Days on the grind for the green
I can’t relate to man that be hating
I got my name in goat conversation
Shit rudeboy just turned eighteen
La kuri weekend i talking flights tho
A nigga just high on arrival
All my bros blaze up on the daily
My nigga d told me it’s all just survival
Real talk i ain’t got no rivals
Arrived on the block now they all suicidal
Never switching sides need a ride or die ho
Still keep a 9 that’s my side ho
{hook}
Ak ku mugongo stu mu gitondo
Bose batonga imirongo
Ngo baje kumva vinxi
Show haratwika bavuge iyi imirongo
True say summer nights get cold so
When i roll thru i need a real one with me
Backstage with a darkskin barbie
Afterparty arigata bonbon
{verse 2}
3 days in the crib livin off vuba vuba
I had to get it right with the music
They claim that action, i don’t see movement
The story keeps changing it’s so confusing
Doin ten toes out through kabeza
I got two phones ntibajya baheza
Who should i call it was bella or keza
Plot ni wane niwaneza
Round trips in the rava 4
I been hurt before
I can’t love that whore
Hit it twice and left her sore
Said she felt it in her core
Next week she hit me back for some more
3 deep in a txl
Weed smoke breathe in and exhale
Think jake on my tail
These fools couldn’t make me sweat
I joyride through hell and i ride with the gs as well
{outro}
10 for 10, books and a pen
I still link up with the local thugs
Bro got a truck comin in every week
Now the local defense think we’re dealin drugs
Gotta move real discreet so
When i roll through i need a real one with me
T come and deliver the package shit
It’s not what they thought it was