Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Vibe, artist - YSN Flow. Date of issue: 09.04.2020
Song language: English
Bad Vibe |
| She bougie with a attitude, a bad vibe |
| Lotta niggas wish they had her, oh, my bad, that’s mine |
| He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that nigga famous now |
| K’s around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around |
| They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now |
| I don’t want no drama, I want commas in my bank account |
| I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest |
| Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier glasses |
| If you ain’t clutchin' on a weapon, you ain’t steppin' 'round me |
| I heard some niggas plan on robbin' me, I’m waitin', I’ll see |
| Pull out the racks and I’ma flex it so they know that I got it |
| Ain’t gon' act cocky, I remember gettin' change off the concrete |
| They probably thought I looked dumb, but now my pockets are stocky |
| I let the critics talk that talk 'cause they don’t know non' about me |
| How you doin'? |
| (How you doin', huh?) |
| She say she fuck with me 'cause I’m a bad guy (Bad guy) |
| She bougie with a attitude, a bad vibe |
| Lotta niggas wish they had her, oh, my bad, that’s mine |
| He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that nigga famous now |
| K’s around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around |
| They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now |
| I don’t want no drama, I want commas in my bank account |
| I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest |
| Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier glasses |
| If you ain’t clutchin' on a weapon, you ain’t steppin' 'round me |
| I heard some niggas plan on robbin' me, I’m waitin', I’ll see |
| Pull out the racks and I’ma flex it so they know that I got it |
| Ain’t gon' act cocky, I remember gettin' change off the concrete |
| They probably thought I looked dumb, but now my pockets are stocky |
| I let the critics talk that talk 'cause they don’t know non' about me |
| Niggas steady on my dick, always talkin' shit, they just wanna ride the wave |
| You know I ride for gang, put the bag on your head, and I know they gon' slide |
| for me (Brr, boom-boom) |
| I put the streets in the loop, it was easy (Easy), now these niggas wan' be me |
| Trench kid, been with the shits, bullets flyin' at 'em like it’s 3-D (3-D) |
| You don’t want smoke like the «PD», try if you do not believe me (Do it now) |
| All them dead opps got me wheezy, all these dead opps got me high (I be high) |
| I’ll be reppin 'til I die, swear to God, I really wish a nigga try (Try) |
| We gon' leave him in the sky (Boom, blaow), it’s gon' be a homicide |
| 50 shooters in the cut (What else), 20 deadies in the blunt (Blunt) |
| Give a fuck about the opps (Opps), we ain’t with none of them stunts (Nah) |
| He say he play in the field (Where?), told him this ain’t what he want (Nah) |
| Told him this shit ain’t game (No), play around you get shot (Boom, boom, boom, |
| boom) |
| He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that nigga famous now |
| K’s around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around |
| They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now |
| I don’t want no drama, I want commas in my bank account |
| I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest |
| Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier glasses |
| If you ain’t clutchin' on a weapon, you ain’t steppin' 'round me |
| I heard some niggas plan on robbin' me, I’m waitin', I’ll see |
| How you doin'? |
| (How you doin', huh?) |
| She say she fuck with me 'cause I’m a bad guy (Bad guy) |
| She bougie with a attitude, a bad vibe |
| Lotta niggas wish they had her, oh, my bad, that’s mine |