Vibe - Shad Da God, Lil Durk

Who you gon vibe with, who you gon link with, who you gon pour shit up with

Who you gon count with, who you gon truck with, who you gon call for the fuck

shit

I had to type in the addy, pull up for that money, pull up for that money

God please bless these jewels, need a momant of silance

I Gucci my shirt, I fuck with them fabrics

I up it one time, I’m tucking that ratchet

I fuck that lil bitch, she nut and I pass it

I think I want money before I get the mansion

I’m geeked off a piece of grass in the attic

Bands on the bandana

I’m reppin that lifestyle, we living lavish

My nigga we rag to riches like Aladdin

God please bless these jewels, need a moment of silence

I come from pimping, that trapping, that iolence

They talking bout God got more tools than O’Rielly’s

I walked in that club, had that bitch round my privates

I finally gotta pack it, got a ratchet

Can’t trust these lil hoes, but I do and pass it

Lil fuck and she bad, like Hi-Tec

Little bitch, I slap on her ass and

Michael Jack, we really where them racks at

I was plotting with that shit, got a

I don’t care about that shit, I’m the type of motherfucker really wanna see you

You can tell my bitch, nigga I don’t even need her back

Who she gone vibe with,

This is my sock, shoe, shit

Pull up at my video shoot, 30 KillTec

And we at the same where we sold crack at

Fill the sink in the apartment with the backend

We keep the trap closed like a casket

Water on me, my AP look like a Patek

Water her pussy, she drip on my satins

I had to fuck that bitch like a savage

Fuck this shit

Who you gon vibe with, who you gon link with, who you gon pour shit up with

Who you gon count with, who you gon truck with, who you gon call for the fuck

shit

I had to type in the addy, pull up for that money, pull up for that money

God please bless these jewels, need a momant of silance

I Gucci my shirt, I fuck with them fabrics

I up it one time, I’m tucking that ratchet

I fuck that lil bitch, she nut and I pass it

I think I want money before I get the mansion

I’m geeked off a piece of grass in the attic

Bands on the bandana

I’m reppin that lifestyle, we living lavish

My nigga we rag to riches like Aladdin

How the fuck you want some Gucci lil bitch, I give you the fix

You know I just chace cheques

Percocet, Adderall, I’m a junky, so you know I need a taste test

I signed my name on the leese,

I put some on the so it race, yeah

I mix a lil bitty t with

Nut on her face, and I tell her that’s a face tat

Bring the gass, no backyard

New Shanell, international

Shad Da God

I give them pills, and they blast they car

Me, Imma keep riding round with a nice Glock

Save 30 K, Imma put it on your head, spend that at Icebox

Shootouts when the night comes

Bitch tryna fuck on her cycle

Free all my niggas in chain gang, shout out the trentches, they forever gang

bang

You niggas

Niggas switching, they do it for the fame fame

don’t ever drop name names

Who you gon vibe with, who you gon link with, who you gon pour shit up with

Who you gon count with, who you gon truck with, who you gon call for the fuck

shit

I had to type in the addy, pull up for that money, pull up for that money

God please bless these jewels, need a momant of silance

I Gucci my shirt, I fuck with them fabrics

I up it one time, I’m tucking that ratchet

I fuck that lil bitch, she nut and I pass it

I think I want money before I get the mansion

I’m geeked off a piece of grass in the attic

Bands on the bandana

I’m reppin that lifestyle, we living lavish

My nigga we rag to riches like Aladdin