Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu til I'm tired
Yeah yeah yeah get live
F*ck with me you won't survive
I'm bringin' guns you bringin' knives
Catch a bullet from the sky
Whoa whoa whoa what the f*ck is wrong with niggas
Why they hate I'm gettin' bigger
Got they finger on the trigger
Why he only f*ck with diggers
Never play I run it up
Bet she love that shit my sub
On the ground I can't f*ck up
Workin' hard this shit ain't luck
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu' til I'm tired
Check out
I got bread for the bailout
If I'm gone bring the stick out
If she fine bring the bitch out
Chillin' out With the bros
F*ck the opps F*ck the hoes
Down they go Up I glow
Like a show don't you know
How it go To the stu
Then ya door
You gotta zip I got bout four
My money more you only snort
My baby sweet just like a s'more
I'm livin' my life to the fullest
Lock into game and we do this
Come out from nothin' just so we can prove it
We are the ones to be winnin' not losin
I am a panda just like the warrior
Not tellin' lies but these stories just worry her
Mario nerd on the mic baby sorry whore
Dissin the gang you get spent like a shopping cart
Walk that boy down and then break him like pop tart
Or pop him like popcorn
F*ckin my girl on my phone like we makin porn
She gave me the condom I look and it's torn
I'm pumpin like star bucks be we doin the syrup
I'm spinnin' her opps cause she got no one for her
If she go leave I break down and cry for her
Stuffin' my money into safes its not for her
I tickle her stomach when I'm in the mood
He talkin' shit but can not afford food
They want me to seem like I have shit to prove
I don't pay them mind cause I'm always gon' move
Keep it on waist like I'm sliding a tool
Dive in that pussy it's wet like a pool
Baby girl short and I got her a stool
Tattoos on point and I think that it's cool
I get the guap and then some mo'
Smokin' weed and hit the store
Poppin' out until it's cold
Never stop until I'm old
Cookie crisp in a bowl
Santa Claus with the snow
Bunnies hoppin' at a show
Never touchin' on a hoe
Ridin' me slowly while touchin' my soul
Can't help but think about how we met Bowling
I guess I was goin' and you were impressed
You noticed my skills and thought I was the best
I'm not like the rest they act like they guess
I love you to death but I cannot confess
I'm not like the rest they act like they guess
I love you to death but I cannot confess
God it's a test
For you I won't rest
I'm doin' my best
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu til I'm tired
Yeah yeah yeah get live
F*ck with me you won't survive
I'm bringin' guns you bringin' knives
Catch a bullet from the sky
Whoa whoa whoa what the f*ck is wrong with niggas
Why they hate I'm gettin' bigger
Got they finger on the trigger
Why he only f*ck with diggers
Never play I run it up
Bet she love that shit my sub
On the ground I can't f*ck up
Workin' hard this shit ain't luck
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu' til I'm tired
Check out
I got bread for the bailout
If I'm gone bring the stick out
If she fine bring the bitch out
Eternalee - Vibes (feat. Kashi?) Lyrics
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English
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu til I'm tired
Yeah yeah yeah get live
F*ck with me you won't survive
I'm bringin' guns you bringin' knives
Catch a bullet from the sky
Whoa whoa whoa what the f*ck is wrong with niggas
Why they hate I'm gettin' bigger
Got they finger on the trigger
Why he only f*ck with diggers
Never play I run it up
Bet she love that shit my sub
On the ground I can't f*ck up
Workin' hard this shit ain't luck
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu' til I'm tired
Check out
I got bread for the bailout
If I'm gone bring the stick out
If she fine bring the bitch out
Chillin' out With the bros
F*ck the opps F*ck the hoes
Down they go Up I glow
Like a show don't you know
How it go To the stu
Then ya door
You gotta zip I got bout four
My money more you only snort
My baby sweet just like a s'more
I'm livin' my life to the fullest
Lock into game and we do this
Come out from nothin' just so we can prove it
We are the ones to be winnin' not losin
I am a panda just like the warrior
Not tellin' lies but these stories just worry her
Mario nerd on the mic baby sorry whore
Dissin the gang you get spent like a shopping cart
Walk that boy down and then break him like pop tart
Or pop him like popcorn
F*ckin my girl on my phone like we makin porn
She gave me the condom I look and it's torn
I'm pumpin like star bucks be we doin the syrup
I'm spinnin' her opps cause she got no one for her
If she go leave I break down and cry for her
Stuffin' my money into safes its not for her
I tickle her stomach when I'm in the mood
He talkin' shit but can not afford food
They want me to seem like I have shit to prove
I don't pay them mind cause I'm always gon' move
Keep it on waist like I'm sliding a tool
Dive in that pussy it's wet like a pool
Baby girl short and I got her a stool
Tattoos on point and I think that it's cool
I get the guap and then some mo'
Smokin' weed and hit the store
Poppin' out until it's cold
Never stop until I'm old
Cookie crisp in a bowl
Santa Claus with the snow
Bunnies hoppin' at a show
Never touchin' on a hoe
Ridin' me slowly while touchin' my soul
Can't help but think about how we met Bowling
I guess I was goin' and you were impressed
You noticed my skills and thought I was the best
I'm not like the rest they act like they guess
I love you to death but I cannot confess
I'm not like the rest they act like they guess
I love you to death but I cannot confess
God it's a test
For you I won't rest
I'm doin' my best
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu til I'm tired
Yeah yeah yeah get live
F*ck with me you won't survive
I'm bringin' guns you bringin' knives
Catch a bullet from the sky
Whoa whoa whoa what the f*ck is wrong with niggas
Why they hate I'm gettin' bigger
Got they finger on the trigger
Why he only f*ck with diggers
Never play I run it up
Bet she love that shit my sub
On the ground I can't f*ck up
Workin' hard this shit ain't luck
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu' til I'm tired
Check out
I got bread for the bailout
If I'm gone bring the stick out
If she fine bring the bitch out
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu til I'm tired
Yeah yeah yeah get live
F*ck with me you won't survive
I'm bringin' guns you bringin' knives
Catch a bullet from the sky
Whoa whoa whoa what the f*ck is wrong with niggas
Why they hate I'm gettin' bigger
Got they finger on the trigger
Why he only f*ck with diggers
Never play I run it up
Bet she love that shit my sub
On the ground I can't f*ck up
Workin' hard this shit ain't luck
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu' til I'm tired
Check out
I got bread for the bailout
If I'm gone bring the stick out
If she fine bring the bitch out
Chillin' out With the bros
F*ck the opps F*ck the hoes
Down they go Up I glow
Like a show don't you know
How it go To the stu
Then ya door
You gotta zip I got bout four
My money more you only snort
My baby sweet just like a s'more
I'm livin' my life to the fullest
Lock into game and we do this
Come out from nothin' just so we can prove it
We are the ones to be winnin' not losin
I am a panda just like the warrior
Not tellin' lies but these stories just worry her
Mario nerd on the mic baby sorry whore
Dissin the gang you get spent like a shopping cart
Walk that boy down and then break him like pop tart
Or pop him like popcorn
F*ckin my girl on my phone like we makin porn
She gave me the condom I look and it's torn
I'm pumpin like star bucks be we doin the syrup
I'm spinnin' her opps cause she got no one for her
If she go leave I break down and cry for her
Stuffin' my money into safes its not for her
I tickle her stomach when I'm in the mood
He talkin' shit but can not afford food
They want me to seem like I have shit to prove
I don't pay them mind cause I'm always gon' move
Keep it on waist like I'm sliding a tool
Dive in that pussy it's wet like a pool
Baby girl short and I got her a stool
Tattoos on point and I think that it's cool
I get the guap and then some mo'
Smokin' weed and hit the store
Poppin' out until it's cold
Never stop until I'm old
Cookie crisp in a bowl
Santa Claus with the snow
Bunnies hoppin' at a show
Never touchin' on a hoe
Ridin' me slowly while touchin' my soul
Can't help but think about how we met Bowling
I guess I was goin' and you were impressed
You noticed my skills and thought I was the best
I'm not like the rest they act like they guess
I love you to death but I cannot confess
I'm not like the rest they act like they guess
I love you to death but I cannot confess
God it's a test
For you I won't rest
I'm doin' my best
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu til I'm tired
Yeah yeah yeah get live
F*ck with me you won't survive
I'm bringin' guns you bringin' knives
Catch a bullet from the sky
Whoa whoa whoa what the f*ck is wrong with niggas
Why they hate I'm gettin' bigger
Got they finger on the trigger
Why he only f*ck with diggers
Never play I run it up
Bet she love that shit my sub
On the ground I can't f*ck up
Workin' hard this shit ain't luck
Just vibe I hit that bitch from the side
Her pussy wet call it tight
I'm in the stu' til I'm tired
Check out
I got bread for the bailout
If I'm gone bring the stick out
If she fine bring the bitch out
Writer: Alvin Spence, Jaleel Perkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid