Loner - VL Deck, Young Dolph

I’m a loner, I don’t fuck with nobody

Too busy clutching, yeah it’s banging in the projects

Pouring red in the Phantom, clutching my hammer

Rolling Kushes and wdding crashing, I smoke out the manta

Plug from Dade County, no lying

And he auto supplying, VL Deck a real giant

Got bands, I cosign it

Came through slanging that onic

Got 2 bands off trap rapping, yeah my lyrics not lying

Mama still pray for me

Slide through on a late night with the K for me

I got racks on me

Niggas get killed if they play with me

I’m not the one to play with

I can get your family

I send them killers, they march in

They leave your block scrambling

My lil partner don’t know no sins

4 4 8, they clear your residents

I promote vilants

Zone 6, we still wilden

I spend a stack on my feet

Yeah I still roll with a stick

I be moving so low

Nigga I don’t need no clique

I turn your son to a bastard

I left his mama sick

All I want is souls, boy

I’m on that Casper shit

I’m a loner, I don’t fuck with nobody

Too busy clutching, yeah it’s banging in the projects

Pouring red in the Phantom, clutching my hammer

Rolling Kushes and wdding crashing, I smoke out the manta

Plug from Dade County, no lying

And he auto supplying, VL Deck a real giant

Got bands, I cosign it

Came through slanging that onic

Got 2 bands off trap rapping, yeah my lyrics not lying

Yeah yeah, don’t give a fuck bout no rapper

Grab a hundred, then rap them

Thought you was a real one, what happen?

Run his mouth too much, I might clap him

Pull up in a droptop, snatch him

Trap house on fire, it smashing

I’m a loner, too much capping

I’m a loner

I sell dope and get high all day, I’m a stoner

I move how I want to

Nigga I run my corner

Too much Lean, put me in a coma

We going crazy all summer

Rich gang dumb and dumber

They don’t like me, but they gotta respect me

House full of Jacksons like Jesse

Dumped my side bitch, she too messy

Bitch, you gotta pay for my prezzy

Black wrist and sweater like Freddy

I heard them lil niggas got fetty

I put that work on the skaily

I drop an 8 in the pepsie

I’m a loner, I don’t fuck with nobody

Too busy clutching, yeah it’s banging in the projects

Pouring red in the Phantom, clutching my hammer

Rolling Kushes and wdding crashing, I smoke out the manta

Plug from Dade County, no lying

And he auto supplying, VL Deck a real giant

Got bands, I cosign it

Came through slanging that onic

Got 2 bands off trap rapping, yeah my lyrics not lying