Vibin'

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the most part

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the part

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the most part

Cellphone jumping like a kid on a jungle gym
Keep your eyes on your circle like you aiming for the rim
Cut from a different cloth baby I ain't none of them
Riding in something classic like some butter tims

Hop in the whip then I'm rolling
We just living for the moment
From the PM to the morning
You can hear that engine
Sound like the second coming
When you hear that system bumping
4AM wake up like a cup of Folgers

I'm such an angel with my devil ways
I'm a city where the youngins know that evil pays
Flip a pack then put some rims on an old frame
Candy paint, custom plates it's a southern thang

Most don't understand it

But that ain't our problem
Rocking golds and we got them
At the top and at the bottom

Welcome to the South

Homie what I tired to tell ya
Blades keep chopping like speed boat propellers when we

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the most part

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the part

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the most part

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the most part

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the part

Ridin'
Slidin'
You know how we vibin'
For the most part



Credits
Writer(s): Desmond Sutton
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