VIBE
Maybe she got some friends?
I don't have no friends for you
What's her name?
I wanna know her name
My name is Lean
Yessirrr
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whatever
Go
Yeah
Woah
Yeah
Y'all ready?
Listen
Mind of a rebel I'm wired by my intelligence
People can't coincide the feeling and that vibe I bring
Change mind of a pessimist
I just do what it do I'm no impressionist
But I'm a specialist
Specializing these rhymes all times
Rock mics with a etiquette
Make me a medalist
Grammy's yes please indeed
Cooking up the eggs Benedict
Brodie in the corner rolling indo, hemps tho
Baby turn the mother fuckin' tempo up slow
Shawty getting naughty with her friends though
Let's go, niggas in the back they steady plotting
Pimp mode, bottles started popping of the Casamigos
Anything can happen when I'm with my migos
Outfit sick, I'm flyer than an eagle
People all around me doing things illegal
They can't stop all this vibing
We too lit can't quit we be wilding
Flow so sick get swift, like an island
Breeze, we coasting fuck all the mileage
Piling up we stacking them commas
Blue and green cash, change like iguanas
Run it up, in suits or pajamas
Work and play, I ain't got time for drama
I'm feeling myself, like Blues Clues
I'm too cool trailing myself
A smooth groove, another hit under my belt
Like ace of spades, my best hand finna get dealt
Back stroking the baselines, I feel like Phelps
Yeah, I'm in my element
You know Lean the subject
Haters are the predicate
Watch how you approach me
You know I am delicate
Came to fuck it up some
No I ain't celibate
They must need a light cus' them niggas always switching
Money on my mind, nigga I been on a mission
Steady cooking up, and I ain't talking bout' the kitchen
If you ain't talking business, get the fuck up out my mentions
Speaking on me, better ask for my permission
I'm back baby, had to take an intermission
Besides me, I don't see no competition
Like Nike, imma do it, no condition
Mind of a rebel I'm wired by my intelligence
People can't coincide the feeling and that vibe I bring
Change mind of a pessimist
I just do what it do I'm no impressionist
But I'm a specialist
Specializing these rhymes all times
Rock mics with a etiquette
Make me a medalist
Grammy's yes please indeed
Cooking up the eggs Benedict
Ha ha
I'm back baby
Yeah, woah
Owwww
Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever
Uh
Woah
Yeah, uh, woah
Yeah, uh, woah
I don't have no friends for you
What's her name?
I wanna know her name
My name is Lean
Yessirrr
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whatever
Go
Yeah
Woah
Yeah
Y'all ready?
Listen
Mind of a rebel I'm wired by my intelligence
People can't coincide the feeling and that vibe I bring
Change mind of a pessimist
I just do what it do I'm no impressionist
But I'm a specialist
Specializing these rhymes all times
Rock mics with a etiquette
Make me a medalist
Grammy's yes please indeed
Cooking up the eggs Benedict
Brodie in the corner rolling indo, hemps tho
Baby turn the mother fuckin' tempo up slow
Shawty getting naughty with her friends though
Let's go, niggas in the back they steady plotting
Pimp mode, bottles started popping of the Casamigos
Anything can happen when I'm with my migos
Outfit sick, I'm flyer than an eagle
People all around me doing things illegal
They can't stop all this vibing
We too lit can't quit we be wilding
Flow so sick get swift, like an island
Breeze, we coasting fuck all the mileage
Piling up we stacking them commas
Blue and green cash, change like iguanas
Run it up, in suits or pajamas
Work and play, I ain't got time for drama
I'm feeling myself, like Blues Clues
I'm too cool trailing myself
A smooth groove, another hit under my belt
Like ace of spades, my best hand finna get dealt
Back stroking the baselines, I feel like Phelps
Yeah, I'm in my element
You know Lean the subject
Haters are the predicate
Watch how you approach me
You know I am delicate
Came to fuck it up some
No I ain't celibate
They must need a light cus' them niggas always switching
Money on my mind, nigga I been on a mission
Steady cooking up, and I ain't talking bout' the kitchen
If you ain't talking business, get the fuck up out my mentions
Speaking on me, better ask for my permission
I'm back baby, had to take an intermission
Besides me, I don't see no competition
Like Nike, imma do it, no condition
Mind of a rebel I'm wired by my intelligence
People can't coincide the feeling and that vibe I bring
Change mind of a pessimist
I just do what it do I'm no impressionist
But I'm a specialist
Specializing these rhymes all times
Rock mics with a etiquette
Make me a medalist
Grammy's yes please indeed
Cooking up the eggs Benedict
Ha ha
I'm back baby
Yeah, woah
Owwww
Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever
Uh
Woah
Yeah, uh, woah
Yeah, uh, woah
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Writer(s): Pauline Fornah
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