reem da illist – vibes lyrics
don’t you know that this sh-t’s fire
[verse 1 – reem da illist:]
up in new york, yeah, the empire state of mind
let me turn it around, twist it, yall hatters stay alive
gettin’ them hits, percets, milly’s, xanax, rocks
takeoff, imma lay it down, give it to ya like
retro dock, ak make yo head pop, yeah
got that ice, and i’m drippin water on the block
my old mistakes don’t haunt me, i take a shot
1 shot, take 2 shots until it’s 3 o’clock
i fill up the tank, she call me baby daddy, i gave her the juice
chicks always wantin’ me, but i’m choosin’
i’m i feelin’, i might sit beside her
automatic just popped you and ya dad
i’ll think about givin’ condolences, rdi in the coop, wit’ the boot
lame n-gga, get right witcha
got that masterpiece, wit’ the lock and the major key
wet like water, steel like ice, that sh-t like a wilderbeast
if all my n-ggas know me, i give zero f-cks and chills in me
yeah bro, i see you g
tryin’ not to go back, yeah
got me catchin’ a vibe, most of yall hatters wack
i’m gonna get it, we gon make it to the top
not like donald trump, not gonna build a wall, and drop
you know what i’m talkin’ bout
yeah
got reem da illist on the track, yeah
don’t you know that this sh-t’s fire
(king truth) yeah
[verse 2 – king truth:]
it’s king truth, i can rap now
i be gettin’ my lawyer a ton now
let me put my chains on, shinnin’ diamonds, yeah
and let me put my watch on, now my damonds, yeah
yeah
all these girls wanna play
but they can’t play, if she want bambase, yeah
gettin money every single day
now she want this, now she want that, yeah
now she wanna be on my top, she wanna gimmie some top
but she is not gonna gimmie some top, yeah
why, gettin’ this money, bands on my face
you might ask, when you look at me every single day
yeah i’m payin my lawyer, i’m gettin’ money
girls wanna be on me, but they can’t get me, yeah
my mind focused on school
that’s all i wanna do
yeah, our people think i’m hungry, but i’m not hungry
i’m just money hungry, i’m just money hungry
spinnin’ bands in my face, yeah, yeah
new rollie, on my ace, yeah, yeah
yeah
you try and fix our name, boy, you can’t fix our name
all these people, ngb gang gang, gang
ngb gang, on the way
yeah that’s all i have to say
spittin’ these bars, drivin’ foreign cars
yeah on the mix, we can’t mix, yeah, oouu
yeah
don’t you know that this sh-t’s fire
[outro – reem da illist:]
up in new york, yeah, the empire state of mind
let me turn it around, twist it, yall hatters stay alive
gettin’ them hits, percets, milly’s, xanax, rocks
takeoff, imma lay it down, give it to ya like
uh, retro dock, ak make yo head pop
got that ice, and i’m drippin water on the block
my old mistakes don’t haunt me, i take a shot
1 shot, take 2 shots until it’s 3 o’clock
i fill up the tank, she call me baby, i gave her the juice
chicks always wantin’ me, but i’m choosin’
i’m i feelin’, i might sit beside her
automatic just popped you and ya dad
i’ll think about givin’ condolences, rdi in the coop, wit’ the boot
lame n-gga, get right witcha
got that masterpiece, wit’ the lock and the major key
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