Vibes Lyrics

Yea I'm up next now

Shawty gon' ride, I know what the deal is when I get the text now

Pull up to the crib, she don't gotta speak, I know I'm the best now

When I leave, she blowing my phone, I think she obsessed now

Lil' baby just rest now

I been up hitting these vibes, yea

I hate when they lie

It's all for the clout but that shit ain't my type, nah

I got mines

You dip in my pockets, I turn out your lights, yea

Shawty gon' want me to stay for the night, yea

I got a feeling she loving the vibe

Lil' baby gon' fuck it up

She on the dick till the sun is up

Good throat when she suck it up

I might go get her a Birkin when I think she done enough (Yea, yea)

Yea she loving that payment

Lil' mami don't talk bout our little arrangement

I know she gon brag to her friends that she made it

She know I don't like hoes

Fuck them once then I might go, huh

Book her a flight, woah

Zaza got her with her eyes low, huh

I gotta fight those

Demons haunt me when my eyes close, huh

So come with a fight

Know that you're leaving your body, a light soul, huh

Lil' baby just fucking with me for a paystub

Shawty bad, but she ain't get her way, huh

Talking mad, and these hollows gon' spray, huh

Got a bag, now I move when I say, huh

Shawty gon' tap in

All of that speaking ain't nothing but capping

Twitter fingers but you ain't about action

Yea I'm up next now

Shawty gon' ride, I know what the deal is when I get the text now

Pull up to the crib, she don't gotta speak, I know I'm the best now

When I leave, she blowing my phone, I think she obsessed now

Lil' baby just rest now

I been up hitting these vibes, yea

I hate when they lie

It's all for the clout but that shit ain't my type, nah

I got mines

You dip in my pockets, I turn out your lights, yea

Shawty gon' want me to stay for the night, yea

I got a feeling she loving the vibe

I ain't with the run around

Bitch if you come around, give me some top or you ain't getting in

I see a opp out in public

I ain't saying nothing, just airing the blick in the wind

I ain't with the street shit

But I got brothers that is and they'll shoot at a bitch in a whim

If you want smoke then we rolling that pack up and sparking that bitch

Yea that shit in my system

I got some shooters that listen

All of your shooters can't aim, yea they missed them, uh

I get the rebound, assist them, uh

Keep talking tough and go missing, uh

That perc got me tripping

I ain't take an L in a minute but damn that shit getting me lifted

Yea that same bitch that you kissing, uh

Sucking my dick for a mention, uh

Lil' baby gon' ride

She down for whatever, she gang gang

Every bitch hit my line for the same thing

Keep talking that talk but it's same same

Lil' baby want time

Act a fiend when she all on my line

If you ain't 'bout it, you wasting my time

Yea I'm up next now

Shawty gon' ride, I know what the deal is when I get the text now

Pull up to the crib, she don't gotta speak, I know I'm the best now

When I leave, she blowing my phone, I think she obsessed now

Lil' baby just rest now

I been up hitting these vibes, yea

I hate when they lie

It's all for the clout but that shit ain't my type, nah

I got mines

You dip in my pockets, I turn out your lights, yea

Shawty gon' want me to stay for the night, yea

I got a feeling she loving the vibe