Vibin' in the C Lyrics

As I vibe in the C

And I puff weed

Shopping round these women in my mind

Go puff tings

Boujie baby

Swear that she love it when I buy things

But it's never for her

I'll copp a zip

Before I buy her a purse

I put the weed in the air

And then I sit back

I just dropped a check

Young nigga

I need my get back

Lotta nigga

Spend more than they get back

I don't get that

Ever come and

Play with Bran check

And you hear click clack

It's just that

You know I'm vibin super smooth

When I'm on the beat

I know she wanna suck me super smooth

Then put her on her feet

All she want is meat

But I just need the cheese

Before I taste that pussy

I tell that bitch to say please

Nasty nigga

Big nigga

I'll fuck you good

But don't be blowin up my phone bitch

Get it understood

Young pecker

Lil baby

Put her mouth on wood

Head so good

I wanna tell the hood

As I vibe in the C

And I puff weed

Shopping round these women in my mind

Go puff tings

Boujie baby

Swear that she love it when I buy things

But it's never for her

I'll copp a zip

Before I buy her a purse

I put the weed in the air

And then I sit back

I just dropped a check

Young nigga

I need my get back

Lotta nigga

Spend more than they get back

I don't get that

Ever come and

Play with Bran check

And you hear click clack

It's just that

Look at me

If you don't see a boss

You need Visine

Baby like my juice

I feed her i.v

Bad

But I wear a jimmy

Iovine

Bad bitch

2 Times on her cuz she like me

Hella bread

Hella fed

She call and offer legs

Baby want the cheese

But I got bread

Must be out her head

Pussy ain't free

I pay with game

Yet you pay a fee

I don't have the biggest chain in the chain in the club

Yet she notice me

In her ear

Bitch I'm tipsy

She look right

She see I'm crispy

I might fuck you first night

Baby if you tempt me

Put the money in my hand

Babygirl tip me

It's pimp shit

Baby shit get risky

Ima lay you down

Back shots like Ricky

I'm foolish

Time to get the paper

I'm ruthless

Ima hit the bitch corner pocket

With this pool stick

As I vibe in the C

And I puff weed

Shopping round these women in my mind

Go puff tings

Boujie baby

Swear that she love it when I buy things

But it's never for her

I'll copp a zip

Before I buy her a purse

I put the weed in the air

And then I sit back

I just dropped a check

Young nigga

I need my get back

Lotta nigga

Spend more than they get back

I don't get that

Ever come and

Play with Bran check

And you hear click clack

It's just that