Vibin by B7ayre Lyrics

Verse:
Drippin on the floor
Know she want me cop dior
All couture with some bundles that'll touch the floor ( i like that )
I'm getting filthy with this shit
I might just cook it raw (uh uh)
Double cup my shit
Now watch that henny pour (yh yh)
She so fine
Take a look inside her eyes
Bougie girl, fuck around and make her mine
You could be my slime, paint your nails green
Smokin green green green till them hoes fiend
I'm on a different vibe, baby you know what it is
Keep it real only God knowing how I feel
If she real, take a trip out to fiji (uh uh)
Baby Girl don't tell me that you need me
Driving down JFK I might touch a hunnid
All this vibration, say she feel like she bustin
Make her tapout cause it feel good
Had to let her go, let her know i'm still hood
Verse:
Here’s a story about a chick
I can't say her name
Thick thighs, Fine as fuck
Know her moms to blame
I might keep it real, real, tell her how i feel
She ain't never heard no, I gotta get a deal
She a cash fiend so we very similar
She should let me cut it down like a dealer would
I mean compared to her im lookin like a backwood
Hope she see beyond that shit and know I fuck good
Drivin down carmichael with a ounce
Mama prayin to the lord get me out
She wanna see me working hard with a good wife (fuck that)
Sorry mama Blayrey tryna live that good life
Fine lil missy and she driving in a coupe
Like her cause she feelin dawg
Like her cause she cute
Studio vibes, and I'm feeling really cool
Bout to show these niggas why they shoulda went to school