Van Gogh lyrics

• Copyright: Cardo, Lil Yachty, JID, Juicy J, DJ Paul, Kimbrielle Dates-Watkins

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  Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, wow
  Yeah, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
  It's Lil Boat and J.I.D as far as your eye can see (Yeah)
  You know what I'm sayin', it's water on me
  And you feel me, you get that? You got that?
  Is that understood?
  Good, good, you got that?
  I'ma ask you one more time, you got that? (Uh)
  You got that? Good (Look)

  I'm sick of these niggas, I'm sick of hoes
  Got a bone to pick with you, I'm pickin' a bone
  The hardest thing for me is stayin' composed
  'Cause killin' shit is really all that I know
  Funeral goes, casket closed
  The choir sings, the pastor goes
  Women cryin' in the rafters
  Turn your baby to a bastard
  Free my nigga 'til it's backwards
  Shit, come here, 'lil bitch
  Let me show you a magic trick

  I got the gun in my lap near the abdomen
  I took a break, but they want me to rap again
  Bro just got out and he already trap again, back at his craft again
  New Chanel, tote that shit, sit like a daffodil
  Bankroll thick, the same size as a movie reel
  Tell me who keep it real, niggas be flauntin'
  Fantasizin' my bitch, she look like Taraji
  Take me out my body inside the safari
  Couldn't dent the Ferrari, shit feel like a coffin
  I use the codeine without coughin', I sleep without tossin'
  She call me daddy 'cause I'm bossin'
  I had a show in two cities, call me Dallas, Austin
  When I talk, I'm flossin'
  The gang bang red B's like Boston, hmm, huh
  Everybody think a nigga lost it
  Pop out the cuts, nigga, burn you like pollen
  Dick up in the gut, make her feel it, Phil Collins
  I don't read columns, niggas be hatin'

  Pull out the pistol, they whippin' them naked
  They chillin' outside of your whip and they waitin'
  They'll wait on a witness with nothin' to say
  I'm from Atlanta, the diamonds are Africa
  I don't know algebra
  I been the mouth of the South, not a traveler
  Give her the dick with a curve, a parabola
  I'm a spatula, I flip it, amateur, a Pamela, Angela
  Palm Angels with a choker or strangler
  Banger hangin' in my dang-a-lang
  Lingering, peepin' out the scheme of things
  If you got a problem, then I'll red the sea
  I'm a lil' nigga, you ain't scared of me
  Trill said he'd kill a nigga dead for me
  But when he get out, I'll be seventy-three
  Tell me, "Go to Hell," I'll be waitin' to see you there

  Lookin' for me, and I know I be in there
  Plottin' on it, tryna be a billionaire
  Snuck it in, that's how we got the P in here
  Uh, come on
  I'm gettin' top with the coat on
  Doin' so many donuts, the smoke fog up the ozone
  Lookin' like Frozone
  Told her to keep to all her clothes on
  I just want mouth, she just want Venmo
  She let me score in the endzone
  I put that ho in the friendzone
  We put that ho in the friendzone
  But she came over rockin' Kenzo
  Bitch, I don't fu*k with no Kenzo
  Double, see me in the bando
  Took her to church like I'm Chano
  Don't change the channel, I go commando
  I might just fu*k on a fat ho
  This shit art, Van Gogh

• Who is the author of the song Van Gogh?
  The song Van Gogh was written by Cardo, Lil Yachty, JID, Juicy J, DJ Paul, Kimbrielle Dates-Watkins.

• Who sings the song Van Gogh?
  The song Van Gogh is performed by JID.