Good Vibes

Bitch what we supposed to eat
Good vibes
Too fly
To high
Bitch what we supposed to eat
Good vibes
I Pull up to the party
I'm too fly
Bitch I'm off a fucking Perc
I'm too high
Me and all my niggas eat
No five guys
Bitch you know it's TTP
Till I die
Rest In Peace to all my niggas
Up in the sky
Bitch you know it's TTP
Till I die
Rest In Peace to all my niggas
Up in the sky
Kill them hide the bodies in the concrete
If I see no blood than my job is not complete
Motherfucking Good Vibes
All I eat is bad vibes
Bitch kill my vibe I don't even fucking get high
Bitch it's Mr. Break Shit
Let the blade hit
Watch the blood drip
Leaking out ya stomach
Nail you to my walls as a crucifix
Call my nine Amy Winehouse i'm finna make her sing
Knock you out throw your shoes on a phone line
Good Vibes make me schizophrenic
Windows tinted
Bout' to shoot the whole place up in a fucking minute
Uber ride that's my way out
Bitch you better get in
What the fuck we supposed to eat Good Vibes
Me and TTP popped out too fly
I just popped a Perc and now i'm in the sky
Bitch I know my worth I don't need your advice
Gave her good pipe guess I got her by surprise
Now she wanna spend the night
Good Try
Fuck is we supposed to eat
Good Vibes
Me and TTP popped out too fly
I just popped a Perc and now i'm in the sky
Bitch I know my worth and I rather smoke and get high
Now she wanna spend the night
Good try
Good try



Credits
Writer(s): John Scappaticci
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