DON't Kill MY Viibe

O seven five three two
Eight eight zero five
Two numbers missing left it out
so you don't call my line
Shawties always tripping
but I still love em cause they hella fine
Fuck these other niggas
smoking up and they wanna kill my high
Good kid, mad city
bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe
bitch don't kill my
vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe
bitch don't kill my vibe
bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch
Bitch please sit please
fuck that stand up strip tease
Dick tease weak knees
want that
man up bitch squeeze
She kiss my lips I kiss her hips
we both insist
she wanna stop, she can't resist
The earth is dying
child is crying
this piece of shit is also
where we all exist
God damn
Bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe



Credits
Writer(s): Gucci Pucci
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link