Lyrics Vibes - Superior
Yea
I′m
up
next
now
Shawty
gon'
ride,
I
know
what
the
deal
is
when
I
get
the
text
now
Pull
up
to
the
crib,
she
don′t
gotta
speak,
I
know
I'm
the
best
now
When
I
leave,
she
blowing
my
phone,
I
think
she
obsessed
now
Lil'
baby
just
rest
now
I
been
up
hitting
these
vibes,
yea
I
hate
when
they
lie
It′s
all
for
the
clout
but
that
shit
ain′t
my
type,
nah
I
got
mines
You
dip
in
my
pockets,
I
turn
out
your
lights,
yea
Shawty
gon'
want
me
to
stay
for
the
night,
yea
I
got
a
feeling
she
loving
the
vibe
Lil′
baby
gon'
fuck
it
up
She
on
the
dick
till
the
sun
is
up
Good
throat
when
she
suck
it
up
I
might
go
get
her
a
Birkin
when
I
think
she
done
enough
(Yea,
yea)
Yea
she
loving
that
payment
Lil′
mami
don't
talk
bout
our
little
arrangement
I
know
she
gon
brag
to
her
friends
that
she
made
it
She
know
I
don′t
like
hoes
Fuck
them
once
then
I
might
go,
huh
Book
her
a
flight,
woah
Zaza
got
her
with
her
eyes
low,
huh
I
gotta
fight
those
Demons
haunt
me
when
my
eyes
close,
huh
So
come
with
a
fight
Know
that
you're
leaving
your
body,
a
light
soul,
huh
Lil'
baby
just
fucking
with
me
for
a
paystub
Shawty
bad,
but
she
ain′t
get
her
way,
huh
Talking
mad,
and
these
hollows
gon′
spray,
huh
Got
a
bag,
now
I
move
when
I
say,
huh
Shawty
gon'
tap
in
All
of
that
speaking
ain′t
nothing
but
capping
Twitter
fingers
but
you
ain't
about
action
Yea
I′m
up
next
now
Shawty
gon'
ride,
I
know
what
the
deal
is
when
I
get
the
text
now
Pull
up
to
the
crib,
she
don′t
gotta
speak,
I
know
I'm
the
best
now
When
I
leave,
she
blowing
my
phone,
I
think
she
obsessed
now
Lil'
baby
just
rest
now
I
been
up
hitting
these
vibes,
yea
I
hate
when
they
lie
It′s
all
for
the
clout
but
that
shit
ain′t
my
type,
nah
I
got
mines
You
dip
in
my
pockets,
I
turn
out
your
lights,
yea
Shawty
gon'
want
me
to
stay
for
the
night,
yea
I
got
a
feeling
she
loving
the
vibe
I
ain′t
with
the
run
around
Bitch
if
you
come
around,
give
me
some
top
or
you
ain't
getting
in
I
see
a
opp
out
in
public
I
ain′t
saying
nothing,
just
airing
the
blick
in
the
wind
I
ain't
with
the
street
shit
But
I
got
brothers
that
is
and
they′ll
shoot
at
a
bitch
in
a
whim
If
you
want
smoke
then
we
rolling
that
pack
up
and
sparking
that
bitch
Yea
that
shit
in
my
system
I
got
some
shooters
that
listen
All
of
your
shooters
can't
aim,
yea
they
missed
them,
uh
I
get
the
rebound,
assist
them,
uh
Keep
talking
tough
and
go
missing,
uh
That
perc
got
me
tripping
I
ain't
take
an
L
in
a
minute
but
damn
that
shit
getting
me
lifted
Yea
that
same
bitch
that
you
kissing,
uh
Sucking
my
dick
for
a
mention,
uh
Lil′
baby
gon′
ride
She
down
for
whatever,
she
gang
gang
Every
bitch
hit
my
line
for
the
same
thing
Keep
talking
that
talk
but
it's
same
same
Lil′
baby
want
time
Act
a
fiend
when
she
all
on
my
line
If
you
ain't
′bout
it,
you
wasting
my
time
Yea
I'm
up
next
now
Shawty
gon′
ride,
I
know
what
the
deal
is
when
I
get
the
text
now
Pull
up
to
the
crib,
she
don't
gotta
speak,
I
know
I'm
the
best
now
When
I
leave,
she
blowing
my
phone,
I
think
she
obsessed
now
Lil′
baby
just
rest
now
I
been
up
hitting
these
vibes,
yea
I
hate
when
they
lie
It′s
all
for
the
clout
but
that
shit
ain't
my
type,
nah
I
got
mines
You
dip
in
my
pockets,
I
turn
out
your
lights,
yea
Shawty
gon′
want
me
to
stay
for
the
night,
yea
I
got
a
feeling
she
loving
the
vibe
1 Cursive
2 Bad Company
3 Body
4 Chacha!
5 Vibes
6 Flex (feat. Vibe Tyson)
7 Fast
8 Lowkey
9 Rush
10 Dangerous
11 Like That
12 Wrong
13 Don't Talk (feat. Vibe Tyson)
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