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vibes - mook tbg lyrics

[intro]
yeah (chad g)
uh, yeah, ooh
yeah, ooh
choppa hit the gang
it’s mook
ooh, ooh, uh

[chorus]
had to cut ties with the guys (cut ties with the guys, ooh)
tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies (tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies)
cartier lens on my eyes (cartier lens, woah)
runnin’ through the city with the vibes (skrrt, skrrt)
go to the city with the vibes
hold up, hold up let me finish (yeah)
b*tches in my face, n*ggas always in my business (always in my, woah)
i got all these big bills stuffed inside these britches (bands, bands, bands)
n*ggas tellin’ lies, i can’t keep on f*ckin’ with ’em (i can’t keep on f*ckin’ with ’em)
so i had to cut ties with the guys (cut ties with the guys, ooh)
tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies (tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies)
cartier lens on my eyes (cartier lens, woah)
runnin’ through the city with the vibes (skrrt, skrrt)
go to the city with the vibes

[verse 1]
hold up, hold up wait a minute
look at how these vv’s jumpin’ out of my pendant
pockets on a hunnid’, all this money we’ve been gettin’
choppa hit his body he was talkin’, now he sleepin’
i*i been up late all these addy’s got me geekin’
we know he ain’t tuff, he just actin’ when he tweetin’
keep that sh*t a bunch, spend a check on the weekend
balenciaga shoes and that fendi, we be drippin’
double cup sippin’, got me sauced, now i’m trippin’
lil’ b*tch mind your business, perkys f*ckin’ up my vision
we don’t facetime, you can’t see how we be livin’
junkies on my line, pick it up ’cause we got plenty
[chorus]
had to cut ties with the guys (cut ties with the guys, ooh)
tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies (tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies)
cartier lens on my eyes (cartier lens, woah)
runnin’ through the city with the vibes (skrrt, skrrt)
go to the city with the vibes
hold up, hold up let me finish (yeah)
b*tches in my face, n*ggas always in my business (always in my, woah)
i got all these big bills stuffed inside these britches (bands, bands, bands)
n*ggas tellin’ lies, i can’t keep on f*ckin’ with ’em (i can’t keep on f*ckin’ with ’em)
so i had to cut ties with the guys (cut ties with the guys, ooh)
tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies (tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies)
cartier lens on my eyes (cartier lens, woah)
runnin’ through the city with the vibes (skrrt, skrrt)
go to the city with the vibes

[verse 2]
woah, f*ck it, we got plenty
shooter hold a 30 piece, squeeze it ’til it’s empty (baow, baow)
n*ggas keep on tellin’ all these lies, sh*t they didn’t (yeah, all these lies)
always drive the coupe ’cause the vibes, they be different (skrrt, skrrt)
n*gga mention me on any song, he go missin’ (woah)
b*tch keep tellin’ me i did her wrong, she be trippin’ (d*mn, did her wrong)
she be listenin’ to all my songs like, who is it? (all my songs)
i got n*ggas locked that i still ain’t get to visit (uh, ooh, uh)
[chorus]
had to cut ties with the guys (cut ties with the guys, ooh)
tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies (tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies)
cartier lens on my eyes (cartier lens, woah)
runnin’ through the city with the vibes (skrrt, skrrt)
go to the city with the vibes
hold up, hold up let me finish (yeah)
b*tches in my face, n*ggas always in my business (always in my, woah)
i got all these big bills stuffed inside these britches (bands, bands, bands)
n*ggas tellin’ lies, i can’t keep on f*ckin’ with ’em (i can’t keep on f*ckin’ with ’em)
so i had to cut ties with the guys (cut ties with the guys, ooh)
tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies (tired of n*ggas tellin’ all these lies)
cartier lens on my eyes (cartier lens, woah)
runnin’ through the city with the vibes (skrrt, skrrt)
go to the city with the vibes

- mook tbg lyrics

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