Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vibes In LA, artist - Gunna. Date of issue: 10.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Vibes In LA |
| Ugh, yeah |
| YSL gang gang, you know what I’m sayin' |
| Ayy Gunna |
| I’m out here in Cali nigga, I’m feeling like you |
| Yeah, I got vibes in LA |
| Dimes in the bank |
| I keep rising the hate |
| Put blue stars in the Wraith |
| Two new cars, ain’t no space |
| Do some wood, pop some Ace |
| Get to running, we can race |
| Used to starve 'til I ate |
| Yellow diamonds, I got clean piss |
| Perfect timing, a ice cream wrist |
| Risk your life for, with a mean miss |
| This bitch from England, don’t know no English |
| I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss |
| Told the label I can’t sign for no cheap trick |
| My block play with them pounds, shit like recess |
| Lot of chopper guns and F&N's and Kel-tecs |
| I’m sitting way back, in the back of that Maybach |
| Gold Rollie I paid cash, two tone for my main man |
| YSL we made it |
| Hit the gas, no brakes |
| I’ma speed up the Wraith |
| Young Gunna gettin' paid |
| Big house with a gate |
| Better save your money |
| I hope you don’t have to find out the hard way |
| Take a loss and get it crackin' in broad day |
| We just been gettin' rich relaxing, parlayin' |
| I put a bad bitch on Broadway |
| Tryna cop a mansion like Bill Gates |
| Count so many of them blue hundreds they feel fake |
| Cut that dope up just like Benihana’s with no wait |
| Yeah, I got vibes in LA |
| Dimes in the bank |
| I keep rising the hate |
| Put blue stars in the Wraith |
| Two new cars, ain’t no space |
| Do some wood, pop some Ace |
| Get to running, we can race |
| Used to starve 'til I ate |
| I go fed, you go state |
| Goin' to trial 'bout my case |
| I got bitches in the bay |
| Diamonds hit so hard they look fake |
| Hell naw, my shit came straight from icebox |
| I’m in Cali in the hills, with some hitters in a tanktop |
| Blindfold, I just counted a hundred grand with my eyes closed |
| Coming for a nigga like me, fuck 'round get exposed |
| This draco hold a hundred, they gon' aim it at your nose, nose |
| Keep that worrisome bitch out my place |
| Tom Anderson, give me my space |
| Promoter hit the line and he said he got a play |
| Told his ass 40K, lock it in I’m on my way, hey |
| Yeah, I got vibes in LA |
| Dimes in the bank |
| I keep rising the hate |
| Put blue stars in the Wraith |
| Two new cars, ain’t no space |
| Do some wood, pop some Ace |
| Get to running, we can race |
| Used to starve 'til I ate |
| Yeah, I got vibes in LA |
| Dimes in the bank |
| I keep rising the hate |
| Put blue stars in the Wraith |
| Two new cars, ain’t no space |
| Do some wood, pop some Ace |
| Get to running, we can race |
| Used to starve 'til I ate |