Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vibe Shit, artist - JRich ENTDate of issue: 26.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Vibe Shit |
| And it’s Warhol in this bitch nigga |
| Dex in this bitch nigga |
| You got Uno in this bitch nigga |
| Know how we rockin man |
| Wassup b |
| Keep this shit one hunnid, down 1k, and I keep a K |
| I can’t fuck wit niggas cause I know he don’t do what he say |
| Keep my youngin’s ready on the Tech, they gon' get it back |
| Spend this guap but I’ma get it back, I’ma get it back |
| Ridin 'round the city Forgiato rims shinin' bitch |
| Boy don’t get to close I up this 30 now we turn 'em bitch |
| Ball out bitch I’m shoppin spend a check when I’m out at 5th |
| Movie boy, shoot that movie boy we hold a hunnid clips |
| Dirty sprite, sippin dirty sprite, it’s a dirty night |
| Two bitches, kissin hella right, choppa might take your life |
| Wait, hop in the Masi' go far, huh they look at me like a star |
| Huh, I do not do the bars, poppin them percs man I need me a jaw |
| I be so fly it’s Dex way, diamond chain go dat way |
| Used to be broke in the day, I get the money I swear I be paid |
| Kick in yo door it’s a raid, tell your bitch open the safe |
| Huh, lil baby don’t wait, huh they tryna copy the wave |
| What, yeah, Dexter, Dexter, Dexter |
| They tryna — they tryna copy the wave, I get the money I swear I be paid |
| What, Dexter |
| I was broke up in the days, I fuck your bitch I’ll pull her braids |
| Yeah, ooh, sippin on lean |
| Ooh, chopper It came wit the beam |
| Fuckin the bitch till she scream |
| I know my dick in her spleen |
| Count up blue cheese |
| Ooh yeah, I want the green |
| Baby she suckin me, plea |
| Baby she all on her knees, suckin me up, like daddy you brave |
| Lift up her shirt for the beans, ooh baby go eat up my seeds |
| Why, oh, cause she is a bird, I think that Molly ain’t work |
| Try to run up and leave him on the shirt, hit em on the 15th and on the 1st |
| Uh yeah, drop it off, ooh, percs she pop em all |
| I don’t say shit I just pop it off, baby blow me like a molotov |
| Yeah, Hugo Boss, still get the ice from Ben Baller |
| Fuck her today and I’m gon' tomorrow |
| Uh, sorry I slaughtered your daughter |
| Ooh, sorry you don’t have father, baby girl calling me father |
| Really she calling me daddy but I just want top and don’t wanna be bothered |
| I put the snake on my collar, ooh money come in different colors |
| I be ballin like the Rockets, said she want me cause I’m smoother than butter |
| Ya dig? |