Vibing

Lyrics

[Intro] You know what I mean? Bad hoes, they say I'm vibin' (They say I'm vibin') (Mushk made this) I like the way she— Oh yeah, I like the way she [?] but she— Yeah [Chorus] Broke hoes, they say I'm mean, bad hoes, they say I'm vibin' [?] we don't really play no music in the whip, we just be ridin' Always down to cuss me out for nothin', this ho toxic She my Whitney, I be fiendin' for her love just like Bobby [Verse 1] Used to sell dope, now I sell songs and get money Always [?] times, somewherе I never been, they still lovе me They just be vibin' out chillin', we don't argue about nothin' Probably hope he die for real, I'd probably make this girl my woman Get a rental, then I tint it out, I always did whatever since a kid I've been schooled since a youngin, never'll bring 'em where I live (Come on) I'm a gangster, I'll help you with your bills and fill the fridge I happen to throw you somethin' extra, you can spend that with the kids Fuck her 'cause she like me for who I am, not who I is (Not who I is) I know I like you, still can't tell you all my biz Let me run it up, I'ma put you in a Benz Here go a twenty-ball in all blue hundreds, spend it with your friends [Chorus] Broke hoes, they say I'm mean, bad hoes, they say I'm vibin' [?] we don't really play no music in the whip, we just be ridin' Always down to cuss me out for nothin', this ho toxic She my Whitney, I be fiendin' for her love just like Bobby [Verse 2] I'm just tryna run it up, baby, and get my money right She be stingy with her time, I'm tryna get somethin' tonight Ain't finna argue with no bitch, I ain't the type of nigga to fight A bitch piss me off, I leave her crib and get a flight And then go out of town (Yeah) You could've came, but when I'm up, you like to bring me down Tell a bitch that she ain't really shit, them hoes hate that sound You ain't addin' to the bag, then you can't be around [?] stressin' 'bout a bitch, then you the class clown (Ayy, you the clown) Every time a bitch left me, I ran my money up (I ran my money up) See hoes inside the club with they friends, I fucked a couple of 'em I ain't the type to get in my feelings, I just run it up If I introduce a bitch, I get another one just like the bus (Yeah) I like the ratchet ghetto hoes, them my faves You the type to get a bad bitch and change your ways I fuck a bad bitch, wake up and shoot my plays Depending on who she is, I might not talk to her a couple days Though she mine and she the baddest in the world, that's how it is You a clown, the type to have a bitch stressin', smokin' cigs I tried to tell her like, "Go and cheat on your nigga, girl, live" I'm like Lonnie, these hoes do whatever I say [Chorus] Broke hoes, they say I'm mean, bad hoes, they say I'm vibin' [?] we don't really play no music in the whip, we just be ridin' Always down to cuss me out for nothin', this ho toxic She my Whitney, I be fiendin' for her love just like Bobby