I'm Vibing

Yeah, it's JB Gotit, nigga
You need that?
You need that?
Gang shit, niggas talkin' loud, they ain't sayin' shit

Leave a nigga leakin' on some iced out chain shit
They like, JB, where you at? Pull up with the same bitch
Once that nigga crossed his mans, you know he had to change cliques
I flew to Minnesota, popped a nigga like a Coca-Cola

Pulled up Range Rover with a soldier, niggas cross the border
These bitches runnin' around and actin' like they bout it, bout it
I pull a pop out on a pussy, so let's see about it
Keep it on deck if you want it, throw me the ball and I'm on it

On the block Monday to Sunday, 6:17 in the morning
These bitches wanna talk about it, these bitches want it like got it
Gangstas move in silence, I'm quiet. These niggas trash, but I got it
Oh these niggas get real bold off that alcohol

I keep it solid, it ain't never been no act involved
Don't get it twisted why these bitches actin' like Shamar
Niggas ain't really in the field, too much back and forth
Pop my shit, be to get it. If the money good, then I'm with it

Lemon line rappin' in your city. My niggas sturdy, no gritty
On or offline, I'm litty. Broke niggas gettin' no pity
These niggas gay no diddy. These rappers payin' 250
Hundred K, I ran it up a hundred thousand

Watch em' start hatin' and pouting
But you know I got it, do
All up on my page, I got em' browsing
Feet kicked up, bitch, I'm loungin'

What about that
I be up top in the mountains
Why these bitches still on public housing
But you know I got it, do

Drip too hard, it's a fountain
Bitch, I'm countin' up like an accountant
What about that
These hoes know that I got it

Big monkey chunks in my pocket
Tiktok, niggas stay watchin'
See a fake hoe and I clock it
Goyard bag with Armani

I'm too wet Dasani
Flexin' on niggas, my hobby
These bitches hatin', I'm vibing
Shit, bitch

I'm vibing
I don't give a fuck
Bitches not fuckin' with me
Tuh



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Writer(s): Timothy Roper
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