Them niggas not no thugs, they some fairies (Yeah, yeah) My flag the same color as cranberry (Cranberry) I want it right now, lil' bitch, you know I'm ready (Go, yeah) When them guns outside, lil' bitch, you better be ready Written by: Jasper Lee Harris, Jordan Terrell Carter, Kenneth Pannu I called her up to a hotel, and she completely had me mesmerized. These guys are the new females as they are just following the more popular guys. I have earned a million dollars in just a white t-shirt, without being Franchize. 223 bullet will hit him so hard that he will be dazed. I am drinking codeine and that is the reason my eyes are red. If you hang around my gang, we won't hesitate to use our firearms against you. I promise you that I only mess around with girls, not with boys. I promise you that if I shoot my gun, I will hit my target. Stop pretending to be strong, you are not really tough. Some guys pretend to be tough, but they are actually cowards. I want my cousin and all the other young guys to be released from prison. I want all the young guys, especially Young Melvin, to be free from jail. We can get to your place very quickly without any issue. We found him on the street and shot him in the head. My girl wants me, but other guys are spreading rumors about me. The bag I have is bright orange, just like a convict's outfit. We shoot without giving away our position on the street. I'm having fun with the firearms like Larry Bird used to play basketball. Those guys are not really thugs, just pretending to be one. Them niggas not no thugs, they some fairies (yeah, yeah) It's quite risky to come near my gang, as it's like a Hail Mary. You come 'round by my gang, it's Hail Mary The color of my flag is the same as cranberry. My flag the same color as cranberry (cranberry) I am not patient and I want it right now. I want it right now, lil' bitch, you know I'm ready (go! Yeah) I won't take my time, lil' bitch, you know I'm ready When the stars align, lil' bitch, you better be readyīe prepared when the perfect opportunity to strike appears. Get ready to face the gun whenever you see it outside. When the guns outside, lil' bitch, you better be ready You need to prepare yourself when the dangerous people are around. When them vamps outside, lil' bitch, you better be ready The song speaks to the culture of violence and bravado that exist within certain parts of society, where strength, power, and money hold great importance. Overall, the lyrics of Vamp Anthem depict Playboi Carti as a fearless, powerful gang leader who should not be underestimated. Throughout the song, the chorus repeats the phrase "Vamp anthem," perhaps implying that the entire song is meant to represent the Vampires, with their lifestyle and mentality acting as an anthem they all share. He brags about his financial success and sings about the women he has broken under his control. The repetition of "lil' bitch, you better be ready" emphasizes the seriousness of the warning and portrays the artist as unafraid and ready for any challenge.Ĭarti's lyrics also boast about his gang's strength, referring to themselves as "thugs" and ridiculing their enemies as "fairies." He describes his nonchalant approach to violence, playing with "birds like I'm Larry" and casually pushing up to an enemy's spot. The lyrics speak of the dangers that come with crossing them, highlighting their readiness for any situation, whether it be guns or the alignment of the stars. In Playboi Carti's song Vamp Anthem, the rapper sends a warning to anyone who opposes him or his gang, known as the Vampires. I done called her to the hotel, she left me paralyzed (uh) These niggas be the new bitches, they just dick ride (slatt) I done made a mil' in a white tee but I ain't Franchize (baow) 223 gon' hit him up, he done got hypnotized (baow) I been sippin' on codeine, I got pink eyes (yeah) You come 'round by my gang, we gon' let them bullets fly (yeah) I swear to God, I just play with pussy, I don't play with boys (baow, baow) I swear to God if I tote that bitch I'ma hit that boy (baow, baow) We push up to your spot like it's nothin' (yeah)įree all them young niggas, free Young Melvin (yeah)įree all them young niggas, free my cousin (okay, yeah) We caught him on the block, we topped his melon (yeah) My bitch, she say she want me, niggas tellin' This bag I got all orange like a felon (yeah) I'm smoking on them herbs you can smell it (yeah) We pop right by the curb, they can't tell it (yeah) I'm playing with them birds like I'm Larry (yeah, yeah)
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