Young Thug, Gunna - Vibing lyrics

(Wheezy Outta Here)
Yeah, see the way we popping
They tryna see the way we popping
Yeah, yeah, yeah

They doin' anything just to
Get inside this room
Tryna see the way we kick it
Wanna see the way we pop it
A couple bad bitches
Wanna make sure that they vibin'
A rose gold Patek on her
Wrist because she pop
I make sure she don't stop in it
They say she saucing
We made a couple mill' then
We spent it all just
I make sure that shе vibing
I make sure that they vibing

Makе sure that they vibe
Kick it at the spot (Spot)
I call her Patron 'cause her
Wrist is on the rocks (yeah)
Slippers match my robe, with my sheets
They Versace
Boxers are Celine, and my socks, I forgot
(yeah)
Cup full of codeine, extra drop in the pop
(Pop) she wanna smoke weed
Introduce her to Biscotti ('Scotti)
If you sober or clean
Ain’t no entry in this party
Tell me what drug you need and I promise you
I got it

Yeah
I don’t wanna know, I’m too rich too know
Half a million in my ears, I can't listen, no
Green diamonds, now your wrist all pissing
Oh
And I'm balling on these pussy niggas, chemo
I got richer now, she can listen now
Fuck the pussy now, got her screaming loud
Call me James Harden, 13 girls
Millions of medallions, all big pearls
Hair long and straight, but got big curls
This ain't a race, I sprint to her
Drown out of space, out of this world
Lower class girl really make a nigga hurl
Make sure she get what she want
How I see your ass from the front?
Brown seats like it’s Black History Month
Both my daughters and my sons want for nun'

They doin' anything just to
Get inside this room
Tryna see the way we kick it
Wanna see the way we pop it
A couple bad bitches
Wanna make sure that they vibin'
A rose gold Patek on her
Wrist because she poppin'
I make sure she don't stop in it
They say she saucing
We made a couple mill' then
We spent it all just
I make sure that she vibing
I make sure that they vibing

She love the way I talk, I got slimey grammar
She ask me where I'm from
I told her South Atlanta
This ain't Vegas baby, but my life a gamble
We got in in Botega sandals
A lot of imitators, the new Instagrammers
Life of the fake gangsters
Yelling in the camera
Section of pretty women, in this man's world
Call me king James, 23 girls
I'm just kicking plain, double C pearls
She roll my backwoods with a nice pearl
Her bad bitch, used to be a nice girl
Now the Maybach swirl, two tone
Black and pearl