BTEVE - Kill My Vibe (feat. SkinnyBoi Cj) Lyrics

All these bands on my wrist, I still don't got time
I see your new bitch, I'm making her mine Pull up on me, I dare you to try
I'll do you like Tyson, yeah, I'm in my prime Yeah, I'm just Tony Hawk, I stay on my grind
Got Versace all on me, it come by design Never give a single f*ck about no bitch
It's just getting money, that's all that I like It's just getting money, that's all in my mind
When I'm off of the cocaine, I come alive Give a f*ck about nose bleeds, you don't know me
Mix it up with the codeine and I'm gon' drive Mix it up with the morphine and I'm gon' die
Pull up, drop top, my whip to fly See me going at high speeds, bitch, don't try me
Never letting a dumb hoe come Kill my vibe
Got this ice all on my body Shit, I'm looking like a hockey rink
F*cking on your bitch, yeah, I'm the goat I'm on my Gretzky shit
I'ma pull up, buy anything that I want to It seems like all I do is win, no I just can't lose
No, I can't lose, it's just me and my slats If you f*ck with the team, then your ass gon' get smacked
Leaving you leaking, you're girl eating semen She all on my penis, I know that she just want my racks
I know that she just want a bag I'm leaving, I'm not coming back
Better keep dreaming, don't care about no feelings I know that you need it, that's why I just hit it and dash
And my cash gon' stay long Just landed down in Cali, driving right up through the valley
So high up in the sky, don't wanna touch the ground
Yeah, every day's a party, so we gon' party all night long
All these bands on my wrist, I still don't got time
I see your new bitch, I'm making her mine Pull up on me, I dare you to try
I'll do you like Tyson, yeah, I'm in my prime Yeah, I'm just Tony Hawk, I stay on my grind
Got Versace all on me, it come by design Never give a single f*ck about no bitch
It's just getting money, that's all that I like It's just getting money, that's all in my mind
When I'm off of the cocaine, I come alive Give a f*ck about nose bleeds, you don't know me
Mix it up with the codeine and I'm gon' drive Mix it up with the morphine and I'm gon' die
Pull up, drop top, my whip to fly See me going at high speeds, bitch, don't try me
Never letting a dumb hoe come Kill my vibe
Run up on a opp, yeah, we spray that boy Closed case, pull up, close range
We gon' fade that boy
I'm that young nigga postin' a trap Ride through the city, got a G on my lap
Never gon' change, I will adapt Give me a minute, I'll be right back
Boy tried to run, got hit in his back Added these funds, I'ma get that sack
No matter what, pick up your slack Holdin' my phone, tryna get me off track
These niggas really be hoes Next thing you know, down bad, get exposed
I'm going up, you can tell by the clothes Keepin' it real, best believe it's gon' show
I'm tryna get to Monifah Riding around with Glocks and a heater
Double down, I don't really hate to be here Going up, bout to break the meter
Crawl through, swingin, Peter Parker Shots go off, you won't see the doctor
Rich ass nigga tryna eat a lobster I got all the tools, I need to prosper
All these bands on my wrist, I still don't got time
I see your new bitch, I'm making her mine Pull up on me, I dare you to try
I'll do you like Tyson, yeah, I'm in my prime Yeah, I'm just Tony Hawk, I stay on my grind
Got Versace all on me, it come by design Never give a single f*ck about no bitch
It's just getting money, that's all that I like It's just getting money, that's all in my mind
When I'm off of the cocaine, I come alive Give a f*ck about nose bleeds, you don't know me
Mix it up with the codeine and I'm gon' drive Mix it up with the morphine and I'm gon' die
Pull up, drop top, my whip to fly See me going at high speeds, bitch, don't try me
Never letting a dumb hoe come Kill my vibe