Vibe Session 2 (feat. ria of mars & Ictooicy)
Niggas fake, gotta snip
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
What's that gonna prove
Slept on myself like I was stuck in a cocoon
Got my wings and catching these blessings like 'achoo'
They asking me who made the beat, like nigga who
Else can get it jumping like we was in a zoo
808vic shit, good morning, what it do
I'm on my mission, I'm finding my doubloon
My shawty's a whole meal like more please
Oh please, Oliver don't got shit on me
Twist the flow up, I think I'm boutta throw up (oh no)
A little grown up, a nigga boutta blow up (he boutta go)
Boutta be poppin' like mint dropped in cola (so cold)
I'm talking water and grease, baking soda (Vinegar)
Only real ones get to pull up (you see me now)
Yeah I'm boutta rise like pilaf (that's likely)
Run me my check no fila (or Nike)
Or you can keep your track my nigga
Niggas fake, gotta snip
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
Man, I think my flow is so icy
Hating on me then you can bite me, fight me
I beat the beat up and I'm never polite, see
I'm doing it rightly
Baby we could just sight see
Love life on 0
Always tryna save somebody, far from a hero
Digging too deep like i'm zero
Carrying the game on my back, call a chiropractor
Plus I'm hella fly that's my selling factor
See my angle? Get a good protractor
Always say I'm fine, I'm a good ass actor
And I hang with actors
Plus I linked with Vic, we made a chain reaction
So attractive so I cause attraction
I'm a good distraction
Cut the loose ends, good subtraction
Ready for the game and for some action
And the satisfaction, even just a fraction
Niggas fake, gotta snip
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
Hit em hit em hard with a ra-ta-ta-ta-tat
Call you randal the weasel, you a tattle-tattle-tat
Tattle tale, about to set sail
And if you need me just go to voicemail
Failsafe, cause it's a cautionary tale
Mind your business you get whacked
Why you act so tapped?
Coming at you hard, got me a baseball bat (Huh)
And I'm not one for violence
But I also hate to stay silent
Inner contradiction, im seeking asylum
Someone call batman right now like I'm a fatman
Or Fatboy slim, funky with soul and I'm gonna win
Check it out now, they let a bitch in
'Cause I got the drip and I got the talent
Walk down the street like "Why she so gallant?"
Ria of mars, she from another planet
Bye
Niggas fake, gotta snip
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
What's that gonna prove
Slept on myself like I was stuck in a cocoon
Got my wings and catching these blessings like 'achoo'
They asking me who made the beat, like nigga who
Else can get it jumping like we was in a zoo
808vic shit, good morning, what it do
I'm on my mission, I'm finding my doubloon
My shawty's a whole meal like more please
Oh please, Oliver don't got shit on me
Twist the flow up, I think I'm boutta throw up (oh no)
A little grown up, a nigga boutta blow up (he boutta go)
Boutta be poppin' like mint dropped in cola (so cold)
I'm talking water and grease, baking soda (Vinegar)
Only real ones get to pull up (you see me now)
Yeah I'm boutta rise like pilaf (that's likely)
Run me my check no fila (or Nike)
Or you can keep your track my nigga
Niggas fake, gotta snip
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
Man, I think my flow is so icy
Hating on me then you can bite me, fight me
I beat the beat up and I'm never polite, see
I'm doing it rightly
Baby we could just sight see
Love life on 0
Always tryna save somebody, far from a hero
Digging too deep like i'm zero
Carrying the game on my back, call a chiropractor
Plus I'm hella fly that's my selling factor
See my angle? Get a good protractor
Always say I'm fine, I'm a good ass actor
And I hang with actors
Plus I linked with Vic, we made a chain reaction
So attractive so I cause attraction
I'm a good distraction
Cut the loose ends, good subtraction
Ready for the game and for some action
And the satisfaction, even just a fraction
Niggas fake, gotta snip
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
Hit em hit em hard with a ra-ta-ta-ta-tat
Call you randal the weasel, you a tattle-tattle-tat
Tattle tale, about to set sail
And if you need me just go to voicemail
Failsafe, cause it's a cautionary tale
Mind your business you get whacked
Why you act so tapped?
Coming at you hard, got me a baseball bat (Huh)
And I'm not one for violence
But I also hate to stay silent
Inner contradiction, im seeking asylum
Someone call batman right now like I'm a fatman
Or Fatboy slim, funky with soul and I'm gonna win
Check it out now, they let a bitch in
'Cause I got the drip and I got the talent
Walk down the street like "Why she so gallant?"
Ria of mars, she from another planet
Bye
Niggas fake, gotta snip
Had to cut all of them loose uh
Spiderman, sweep 'em up
Packer's gone, what I'm gon' do uh uh
Shawty black, tryna tap
Booty clap loosen my screws
What you all talking 'bout
Making mouth, what's that gon' prove huh
Credits
Writer(s): Victory Edikanabasi Obot, Ifeanyi Chuku, Ria Iman Said
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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