See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms
Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/
Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man
Snapple fact: you rather wack
It's van scoy, told you i can rap
Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Know i just call it head phone
I thought van-city was home
I know..i'm very good..tell me something else..i've dealt out my cards but still kept the ace/
I ran into a fan that ended up givin me a van, i went to my place gotta bit shit face,
I'm planting c4 in the back of a delivery van
Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can
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