Lyrics Vibe Cheque (feat. Cathal, Lil Weeny X, Rich Tea & Fore.Tune) - Durag Durag

Bitch we made it
God damn
Bitch we
Ay ay
Bitch we made it
Goddamn
Ay ay
Bitch we made it
Goddamn
Bitch we
Ay hey
Bitch we made it
Ay ay ay ay ay

Pull up to the crib
You dribble on yo bib
Yo house look like a kip
Flexing on you with the drip ay
I'm a misfit
Get on the beat and throw a fit
Pull up to your girl and I chat and I chit

6 Pack of cans in my bag
And that's every Saturday
Pull up to yo girl
And I'm all like heyyy
Bring her to the crib no god damn delay
Now you lookin at me like no fuckin way

I'm heading out tonight
And my plans fall into place
Got my paper stacked up all in my briefcase
I'm tryna have a good time forget the rat race
Stay floating forever like I'm in deep space

I'm sitting in music
I'm bored off my head
Should be taking notes
But I'm rolling up instead
Flip a zoot up In my fucking pencil case
Then the clock strikes 12 and we gone without a trace
I never wanted to study
I'm feeling like lil huddy
Maybe a bit more like kudi
But now my shoes getting muddy
Man that's fuckin unlucky
Yeah yo dick lookin stubby
We Better then daily duppy
And my bitch cute like a puppy

I said

These days I'm balling hey
These days I'm balling ay
Ain't no way were falling
These days I'm balling
These days I'm balling ay
These days I'm balling ay

I'm gonna pop more
Better stop before I have an ego death
I'm just tripping balls
And yo bitch she gettin wet
She whisper in my ear but I put that bitch to bed
Back and I'm better yeah yeno that's what I said

R kelly might pipe the whole family
Better slow down or there's gonna be a casualty
I be smoking zoots inside the god damn academy
Y'all bitches gay
That's some homosexuality

Hey, im so fucking caught up in myself
You would try and diss me but my egos on a shelf
Hey, yeah you've got a bad attitude
Its not my fault you started up a feud
Eat a spoonful of cement and just go and fucking die
No one likes you little bitch sit in the corner and cry
Eat a spoonful of cement and just go and fucking die
No one likes you little bitch sit in the corner and cry

Ay yo I'm back again
Fortune on the beat
Feel like goku with the super saiyan
I'm a rapper now and I'm living it like Gucci mayne
Ploughing your bitches like a motherfucking freight train
Call me dead pool yeah you know I don't feel the pain
Surrounded by snakes feel like a fucking charmer
Stealing your girl like the knight in shining armour
Milking them titties like I'm a dairy farmer
Dropping bombs on the track like it's pearl harbour

Oh heavenly
It's really fucking sad
Maybe in a past life your music wasnt bad
You might end up with a wife
But you'll never be a dad
Not to add
The fact you quit the music makes me glad

Oh heavenly
It's really fucking sad
Maybe in a past life your music wasnt bad
You might end up with a wife
But you'll never be a dad
Not to add
The fact you quit the music makes me glad

You gotta love it
That's some real classic durag shit
Yeno how it is
When we go and pipe yo bitch
You gotta love it
Now I'm gonna go and get rich
Smoking up at twilight on the pitch
Ay
Welcomed to the fam by the Sullivan
Hercules mulligan
When you knock me down
I get straight back up again
It's lent right now
Tryna think what I gave up again
Oh that's it
I gave up giving a fuck again

Hippie and I'm balling
You see me now your stalling
Titties to my left and right I think they're my true calling
Feeling pretty wavey yeah I feel like I'm just falling
We were gonna hang with you but now you're just appalling

Get shot in the chest and I walk away fine
Walking round town dancing in the moonshine
Ay
Nothing on me but a bottle of wine
And I couldnt even walk a straight line
Damn

I bought some cum from someone
Overcome my come I beat his dick up like a drum
I'm on the run from his cum
This is fun I drink his cum like it's rum
Add his cum up like it's a sum fuck off you dirty scum
I'm on the spectrum Ill fuck your son and then I'll
Eat out his mum
Would you stop sucking me willy
Ahh

Yeah you already know I'm here it's little weeny
Bout to talk some big shit to make up for my small willy
Ay
I'm the goat call me billy
Yeah you're so silly think that you can suck this willy
Suck his dick for a thrill
Yall know this is chill
Popping all of these pills
Suck his dick till he spills
Don't know what to do
Give that penis a chew
Alright I'm off gotta take a poo

Yo gyal trying so hard to impress me
But she just depress me
She coming over close to me
She tryin to caress me
She sayin shit to me like you could probably bench press me
Girl you ain't never gon finesse me
Ay rich tea

I pull out my Buretta hey
Boutta shoot my shot at yo hoe
If it's lookin way too easy then I might just go
Feeling like a baker when I'm stacking up this dough
Hit yo girl with the wuxi finger looking like po

Were nearing the end of the album
This is it
We boutta hit yall with 3 more hot verses
And then love yis and leave yis
Its been real
Thanks for listening

It's funny how things go from one thing
To the same thing but slightly different

The guards pull up on me
My name is chris o gorman
Yeah I'm not religious but for smoke I am a mormon
Yeah I'm unemployed but for the bitches I'm a doorman
Grilling the beat so hot call me george foreman

I came down the street I didnt walk nah bitch I floated
It isnt my fault that our music is so goated
I did too much oxy now im feeling kinda bloated
Shits not even out and the internet exploded

From the monday club blues
To an album full of tunes
From drinking up booze
To eating magic mushrooms
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
To cash the vibe cheque
From the monday club blues
To an album full of tunes
From drinking up booze
To eating magic mushrooms
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
To cash the vibe cheque
Monday club blues
To an album full of tunes
From drinking up booze
To eating magic mushrooms
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
To cash the vibe cheque
Monday club blues
To an album full of tunes
From drinking up booze
To eating magic mushrooms
Drinking all night and all day
Straight out the bottleneck
Heading straight to the bank
To cash