Vitamins (feat. TOKYO'S REVENGE) [Dolla Bill Remix]

Yeah Uh-huh We are, drinking juice in the studio Just, just juice Yeah Woah Money got stronger, the vitamins I think I'm chewable, I might have to take me a Vicodin Vicious, I'm violently hype again That nigga said he want static, he hit with the lightning Tossin' him, there ain't no fight in him I put my bread in the basket Can't put some ice in I think about an enlightenment I put my wrist in some ice, so frost be bitin' it off Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit They don't think I'm trippin', just a little city jit Big guns make your body twist, Ripstick Six whips, we pullin' up bitch big Stronger then Thor, fresh as a devil surrounded by corpse She heard I'm poppin' the corks I'll be the first, put my momma on Forbes, yeah Second I hop out the Porsche, I had the urges to hop in the Porsche And I want the beats to the chorus But I'm still gonna tear up these beets, omnivore, yeah Yeah bitch I'm money and my whole team money So we drive around with the Brinks 'round us And we gonna need at least ten counters And you can't reach me unless there's commas Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit They don't think I'm trippin', just a little city jit Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit They don't think I'm trippin', just a little city jit Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit Woah, yeah Keep the pump on my like Reebok Shawty elastic, we rock Cause a disruption, I feel that Hey, yeah Boy you don't wanna piss me off My energy, they want feed off But if it's that deed, we can meet up Yeah, woah You need to touch some grass, get your bag up I fell in love with cash, I'm a hazard Mylius and anime, we pray for better days And now we super Saiyan, you ain't sayin' nothin' Yeah, you ain't sayin' nothin' Yeah, Tommy wrist and now it's rayon We had to phase 'em out, but we ain't playin' now Money got stronger, the vitamins I think I'm chewable, I might have to take me a Vicodin Vicious, I'm violently hype again That nigga said he want static, he hit with the lightning Tossin' him, there ain't no fight in him I put my bread in the basket Can't put some ice in I think about an enlightenment I put my wrist in some ice, so frost be bitin' it off Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit They don't think I'm trippin', just a little city jit Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit They don't think I'm trippin', just a little city jit Niggas ain't with it, not an itty bitty bit Yo, uh-huh I just, listen, the juice No, that wasn't, it wasn't It wasn't juice, I just Ay listen, um All my fellow American's Tokyo for president Uh, twenty twenty thousand