"Vibey" lyrics
"Vibey"
(feat. dae bux)
[Kyle Richh:]
Like
(Kyle Richh, I really love you)
Like what? Like what? Bitch
[?]
What
I'm on your block, so the .30 sound better, like
Shit gon' get wet if I settle this
Seat in that V and it came with Beretta, what? I cannot let her
3-4 [?], I'm like, "Please get your bread up", bitch
41 focused on cheddar
Everything dead, so easy to get 'em, what?
Bullets gon' hit 'em like Venom, like
She in the back and he feenin' to wet 'em
Can't leavin' no bae near my denim
Clickin' and clickin', I mention that weapon
Run down, that's on bro, I'ma dead 'em, what?
We spinnin' back with the straps and if I see a opp
Then bust that uey, what?
Made ten bands off uey
Dump that gun, no, you can't fool me
Don't talk, just shake that booty
Legend in spot and he's screamin' out, "Movie"
She like, "You so vibey"
I talk Max and you talk Ruby
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
He got a coat and I'm rippin' in through, bitch
KR Da General, realest you'll ever know, bitch, I'm the president too
Ya' niggas gon' dump for the name
Bitch, I dump for the gang
Free all my niggas that's puttin' in pain
41 for the win, in a whole 'nother lane
Can't trust no bitch that's oppy (Like)
Like, KR Da G
Bitch, I'm too hot and I'm feelin' like Bobby, what?
That's a opp? He gon' shoot up the scene
[?] got me goin' insane, what? I'm lettin' it flame
They in the back and they clutch with the aim
Got the knock on my hip and I'm a shooter like Dame, who?
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
Twenty bands on my hand and I'm flippin' it through, what?
KR Da General, realest you'll ever know, bitch, I'm the president too
[DaeBux:]
Gotta move with a blick
Shorty be wilin' poppin' yerkys and shit
Why? So KR Da G got the bitches on dick
Knock on my body, niggas ready to blitz
Like, that bitch is a federal beast
Too my gang, that bitch really a treesh
Just give her her time, got a knock with a beam
If we get itchin', I'm buggin', finna catch me a feast, like damn
Bitch dropped, I feel like Osama
Tell the opp niggas, "Better move [?]"
It's G in the corner and he feenin' for action
So, flock, don't lack or the mods gon' clap him, like
On bro, we gon' clap him
Dot on the bitch where the opps gon' flock him
Drivin' the boat, bad bitch with a wagon
If he dissin' the gang, on my dead, we goin' back, look
[Kyle Richh:]
I'm on your block, so the .30 sound better, like
Shit gon' get wet if I settle this
Seat in that V and it came with Beretta, what? I cannot let her
3-4 [?], I'm like, "Please get your bread up", bitch
41 focused on cheddar
Everything dead, so easy to get 'em, what?
Bullets gon' hit 'em like Venom, like
She in the back and he feenin' to wet 'em
Can't leavin' no bae near my denim
Clickin' and clickin', I mention that weapon
Run down, that's on bro, I'ma dead 'em, what?
We spinnin' back with the straps and if I see a opp
Then bust that uey, what?
Made ten bands off uey
Dump that gun, no, you can't fool me
Don't talk, just shake that booty
Legend in spot and he's screamin' out, "Movie"
She like, "You so vibey"
I talk Max and you talk Ruby
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
He got a coat and I'm rippin' in through, bitch
KR Da General, realest you'll ever know, bitch, I'm the president too
- AZLyrics
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- Kyle Richh Lyrics
EP:
"Everything Dead" (2021)
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