Bad Vibe
Ain't nobody treat you like I really fucking treated you
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
I can feel your bad vibe when I hop up in the 'Cedes in the 4x4 with the doors suicide
Ain't nobody treat you like I really fucking treated you
You were just a demon that was dressed up in disguise
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
Really wanna stack it up till I lose count
I've been chasing blood like a fucking bloodhound
Yeah the whole city gonna know my sound
I don't give a fuck on what you really think
Cars be exotic with the candy paint
I'm pouring fours in a cup Ima really run it up Ima spark it like its Mary Jane
Tell me why shawty wanna play these games
I swear it's really got my brain going insane
Me and your new boy never be the same
Tell me girl why you had to change
Thinking bout you all day baby girl you got me in chains
Yeah I'm switching lanes
Never really wanted you to change
I can really tell your boy don't got change
I've been doing me I've been running up a team I could never go back with you
Shawty wanna brand new coupe with a brand new roof
But then you went and found another dude
Go Go Go yeah my foot on the gas
I can brake two thou' on the mothafucking dash
If I'm with migos then we never going sad
I got big chips that you wish you had
Yeah oh
I just keep going till my gas is on low
I really hate when I see people sell their soul
You will never catch me like that oh
Yeah fake friends
I be talking to my higher self like why you make them
I'm just working on myself I got my work and patience
They just wanna know where I be at they want my cadence
I can feel your bad vibe when I hop up in the 'Cedes in the 4x4 with the doors suicide
Ain't nobody treat you like I really fucking treated you
You were just a demon that was dressed up in disguise
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
Really wanna stack it up till I lose count
I've been chasing blood like a fucking bloodhound
Yeah the whole city gonna know my sound
I don't give a fuck on what you really think
Cars be exotic with the candy paint
I'm pouring fours in a cup Ima really run it up Ima spark it like it's Mary Jane
Tell me why shawty wanna play these games
I swear it's really got my brain going insane
Me and your new boy never be the same
Tell me girl why you had to change
One, Two, Three Ive been getting to the mothafucking money I don't gotta go to college
If I really said it then I mothafucking meant it Ima go and finish what I really started
Tell me what you think about that
Ride around my city with my top back
My mind is on the money you ain't have none for me
I chase the bag while you chase the cat
I'm coming in first never coming in last
Running for the money I've been getting them bags
Really hurt my feelings yeah you put them in a cast
Foot on the gas 200 my dash like I'm in a Jag woah
I count up my blessings got a little halo
Got a lot of snakes man I gotta lay low
When I fucking die better bury me with gold
You say I don't know
What I really fucking don't
I just need to know
What you did when y'all were all alone
Chilling at his home
Don't be acting stupid baby girl I saw them texts up in your phone
I can feel your bad vibe when I hop up in the 'Cedes in the 4x4 with the doors suicide
Ain't nobody treat you like I really fucking treated you
You were just a demon that was dressed up in disguise
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
Really wanna stack it up till I lose count
I've been chasing blood like a fucking bloodhound
Yeah the whole city gonna know my sound
I don't give a fuck on what you really think
Cars be exotic with the candy paint
I'm pouring fours in a cup Ima really run it up Ima spark it like it's Mary Jane
Tell me why shawty wanna play these games
I swear it's really got my brain going insane
Me and your new boy never be the same
Tell me girl why you had to change
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
I can feel your bad vibe when I hop up in the 'Cedes in the 4x4 with the doors suicide
Ain't nobody treat you like I really fucking treated you
You were just a demon that was dressed up in disguise
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
Really wanna stack it up till I lose count
I've been chasing blood like a fucking bloodhound
Yeah the whole city gonna know my sound
I don't give a fuck on what you really think
Cars be exotic with the candy paint
I'm pouring fours in a cup Ima really run it up Ima spark it like its Mary Jane
Tell me why shawty wanna play these games
I swear it's really got my brain going insane
Me and your new boy never be the same
Tell me girl why you had to change
Thinking bout you all day baby girl you got me in chains
Yeah I'm switching lanes
Never really wanted you to change
I can really tell your boy don't got change
I've been doing me I've been running up a team I could never go back with you
Shawty wanna brand new coupe with a brand new roof
But then you went and found another dude
Go Go Go yeah my foot on the gas
I can brake two thou' on the mothafucking dash
If I'm with migos then we never going sad
I got big chips that you wish you had
Yeah oh
I just keep going till my gas is on low
I really hate when I see people sell their soul
You will never catch me like that oh
Yeah fake friends
I be talking to my higher self like why you make them
I'm just working on myself I got my work and patience
They just wanna know where I be at they want my cadence
I can feel your bad vibe when I hop up in the 'Cedes in the 4x4 with the doors suicide
Ain't nobody treat you like I really fucking treated you
You were just a demon that was dressed up in disguise
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
Really wanna stack it up till I lose count
I've been chasing blood like a fucking bloodhound
Yeah the whole city gonna know my sound
I don't give a fuck on what you really think
Cars be exotic with the candy paint
I'm pouring fours in a cup Ima really run it up Ima spark it like it's Mary Jane
Tell me why shawty wanna play these games
I swear it's really got my brain going insane
Me and your new boy never be the same
Tell me girl why you had to change
One, Two, Three Ive been getting to the mothafucking money I don't gotta go to college
If I really said it then I mothafucking meant it Ima go and finish what I really started
Tell me what you think about that
Ride around my city with my top back
My mind is on the money you ain't have none for me
I chase the bag while you chase the cat
I'm coming in first never coming in last
Running for the money I've been getting them bags
Really hurt my feelings yeah you put them in a cast
Foot on the gas 200 my dash like I'm in a Jag woah
I count up my blessings got a little halo
Got a lot of snakes man I gotta lay low
When I fucking die better bury me with gold
You say I don't know
What I really fucking don't
I just need to know
What you did when y'all were all alone
Chilling at his home
Don't be acting stupid baby girl I saw them texts up in your phone
I can feel your bad vibe when I hop up in the 'Cedes in the 4x4 with the doors suicide
Ain't nobody treat you like I really fucking treated you
You were just a demon that was dressed up in disguise
Now you got me on the move and I can't stop now
Really wanna stack it up till I lose count
I've been chasing blood like a fucking bloodhound
Yeah the whole city gonna know my sound
I don't give a fuck on what you really think
Cars be exotic with the candy paint
I'm pouring fours in a cup Ima really run it up Ima spark it like it's Mary Jane
Tell me why shawty wanna play these games
I swear it's really got my brain going insane
Me and your new boy never be the same
Tell me girl why you had to change
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Writer(s): Noah Fleming
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