Vic Apollo
You Snooze You Lose
Walking 'round and shit like I'm the king in bitch
Walking 'round this motherfucker limping and shit
Walking this bitch like I'm the king in bitch
Glock it tucked right under, got me limping and shit

Aye, aye

Hundred milly in my bank
Spend a milly on my bitch
Spend two milly on my wrist
Another milly on my whip

Aye, aye

Hundred milly in my bank
Spend a milly on my bitch
Spend two milly on my wrist
Another milly on my whip

Remember me when I'm gone
Feel like Neil Armstrong
I be walking on the moon

Counting these chickens, ain't talking farm
Look at this cheese all over my arms
Rack it up then I zoom
Hey, then I zoom
I got news
I ain't knew
She ain't knew
We ain't knew

Aye, aye

You sleep you snooze, you snooze you lose
I cannot lose, my faces they blue
I'm ready to shoot, n***as got no clue
PJ I flew, I'm cold no flu

You sleep you snooze, you snooze you lose
I cannot lose, my faces they blue

Aye, aye

Hundred milly in my bank
Spend a milly on my bitch
Spend two milly on my wrist
Another milly on my whip

Aye, aye

Hundred milly in my bank
Spend a milly on my bitch
Spend two milly on my wrist
Another milly on my whip
You sleep you snooze, you snooze you lose
I cannot lose, my faces they blue
I'm ready to shoot, n***as got no clue
PJ I flew, I'm cold no flu

You sleep you snooze, you snooze you lose
I cannot lose, my faces they blue