DAMAG3 & Changeline & BBGLOS - VAULT Lyrics

They hate when they see me do better
So they hate to see me at all
They worried 'bout what's in my drawers
When y'all should be worried 'bout what's in my VAULT
(NAH)
They hate when they see me do better
So they hate to see me at all
They worried 'bout what's in my drawers
When y'all should be worried 'bout what's in my VAULT
DAMAG3 going off the rails
I swear to god y'all not prepared
I swear to god I could never fail
These Christians be sinning, that's wind to my sails
Getting my wins and my sales
I get a lil "L"
I add a lil "ESSON"
Better my essence, better luck next one
Who woulda guessed it?
(Finally men be coming in 2nd)
Watching my body, they cumming in seconds
It's really objectifying
I protest to protect my peace of mind
I pop pieces, my e-girl fit all drippy with a piece of mind
See that's a headshot
Union actress, imma take her for a test drive
Vroom vroom I leave the manners on the bedside
I'm the who's-who, bitch
DAMAG3 been the best out
I'm the only one not sitting Hidden in the Renaissance
Just wait until I bring the rest out (motherf*ckers better wait)
Bitch you can't stop the cancer
Old ass beef going rancid
I ate up the 808s, H went and aid and abetted it
Hate when they see me do better
(They hate when they see me do better)
So they hate to see me at all
They worried 'bout what's in my drawers
When y'all should be worried 'bout what's in my VAULT
(NAH)
They hate when they see me do better
So they hate to see me at all
They worried 'bout what's in my drawers
When y'all should be worried 'bout what's in my VAULT
Oh you should be worried bout what's in my fangs
Yea I got them poisonous
Sharpened them well
I'mma f*ck around and leave you in your Benz headless
Shout out to Ichabod Crane
Shout out to my trans
(But we ain't all siblings)
F*ck Buck Angel, you ain't a king
I stand by the side of my non-binary beings
Stand by the side of my queens still moshing
(DAMAG3 gave me that beat)
(I pegged it, Wow)
Talking my shit
I'm loving it
Ribcage under my feet
Boutta break it
Pierce it
Like an MK cinematic
Call it fatal blow when I'm biting your dick
Oh shit
Chan talking dirty, but she ace (oh shit)
Nah she ain't capping, doing it for real
I love it when their eyes pop
Looking like zit
In my VAULT I got all the skins I peeled (huh)
Yeah call me leatherface bitch
(They hate when they see me do better)
So they hate to see me at all
They worried 'bout what's in my drawers
When y'all should be worried 'bout what's in my VAULT
"I'm not here to talk about my transition"
"I'm here to kick some f*cking ass"
Just wait 'till I get a lil older
Three years 'till the Grammy, I'll show ya
I ain't even f*cking seen me sober
Already got so many on the ropes, tho
See I'm half Method Man, and half Ethel Cain
I'm like a Mac 11 mixed with the Macarena
Aimed straight up at the class traitors
Finna puff puff pass, 'till it's all vapors
Skywalking when I'm talking like Darth Vader
Lack of faith, catch a fade
Like a barber in Barbados
I got more interest than your car payment
So start paying more attention to the offering
Before the alternate
When we chop off the heads at the altar when
We accomplish the decomposition of the conquering
Subpoena the Phoenix
We really need it
Pompei the pompous
The greed of the demons
I open the VAULT, yeah
I open the VAULT, yeah
We responsible, yeah
For what's not our fault, yeah
So we rise above
(They hate when they see me do better)
(So they hate to see me at all)
So we rise above
(They worried 'bout what's in my drawers)
(When y'all should be worried 'bout what's in my VAULT)
So we rise above
(They hate when they see me do better)
(So they hate to see me at all)
So we rise above
(They worried 'bout what's in my drawers)
(When y'all should be worried 'bout--)
Time to open the VAULT