Vibe To Lyrics

Victi

Yeah

This the type of shit I die to

Roll a blunt get high to

Smoke it up like I do

This the type of vibe I die to

This the type of vibe I, I do

This my only bible

Feeling suicidal

This the type of beat I die to

This the type of beat I

Ink a spider on your skin

I don't wanna see within

Believe in love and God of sin

She the curse of mice and men

I could flip it back on a weekday

Cutaway beats to the dealing

Sell your soul gift it on ebay

I can't trust a thing she say

Heresy time to speak to Gods

Let you tell your tales of sob

Tuck my bed of Xanax bars

Eat papaya cut it raw

I been going off on a labia

Ain't no trust in saving ya

Drugs are bad for goals and stuff

Lust could sink you feel the bust

This the type of shit I die to

Roll a blunt get high to

Smoke it up like I do

This the type of vibe I die to

Type of vibe I, I do

This my only bible

I been feeling suicidal

This the type of beat I

Pause

Undo

Smoke that purp out a sunroof

Looking up at the world with my girl, parents

Dawgs everybody sitting eating good though

Everybody tryna be happy

Drugs got me feeling kinda snappy

When I'm sober I can't be happy

How you fake a date when you can't be

This love got me dying

Sweating feel the silence

Can't compete compliance

Hope I die in finance

Got my stocks going up

Gotta pick what I really love

Throwback never giving up

NV never gave a fuck

This the type of shit I die to

Roll a blunt get high to

Smoke it up like I do

This the type of vibe I die to

This my only bible

I been feeling suicidal

This the type of beat I die to

This the type of beat I die