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bad vibe - ysn flow lyrics

[pre*chorus: ysn flow]
how you doin’
she say she f*ck with me ’cause i’m a bad vibe, ay, ay
she cool, she with the attitude, a bad vibe, ay, ay
all them n*ggas wish they had it, well my bad that’s mine

[chorus: ysn flow]
he wanted beef get put on fox, breaking news, that n*gga famous now
case around, jakes around, gotta keep that gang around
they talk too much cap, i swear that money is my language now
i don’t want no drama, i want commas in my bank account
i remember they was laughin’, that youngin’ made a million faster
now i sit back and count my money, through my cartier glasses
if you ain’t clutchin’ on a weapon, you ain’t steppin’ ’round me
i heard some n*ggas planned on robbin’ me, i’m waitin’, i’ll see

[post*chorus: ysn flow]
pull out the racks, and i’mma flex it, so they know that i got it
and though i’m c*cky, i ain’t never getting change of the c*ckery
they probably thought i looked dumb, but now my pockets are stocky
i like the critics talk that talk, ’cause they don’t know non’ about me

[chorus: ysn flow]
he wanted beef get put on fox, breaking news, that n*gga famous now
case around, jakes around, gotta keep that gang around
they talk too much cap, i swear that money is my language now
i don’t want no drama, i want commas in my bank account
i remember they was laughin’, that youngin’ made a million faster
now i sit back and count my money, through my cartier glasses
if you ain’t clutchin’ on a weapon, you ain’t steppin’ ’round me
i heard some n*ggas planned on robbin’ me, i’m waitin’, i’ll see

[verse 1: lil tjay]
they steady on my d*ck, always talkin’ sh*t, they just wanna ride the wave
you know i ride for gang, put the bag on your head, now i know they gonna slide for me
i wet the streets in the neighborhood, it’s easy, why these n*ggas wan’ be me?
trench kid, been with the sh*ts, bullets flyin’, now i’m actin’ st**zy
you don’t want smoke like a pidy, child you do not believe me
all the dead opps got me weezy, all the dead opps got me high
i’ll be juggin’ till i die, spin the block, i really wish a n*gga try
we gon’ leave him in the sky, (po, prah) it’s gon’ be a homicide
50 shooters in the cut, 20 duddies in the blunt
give a f*ck about the opps, we ain’t with none of them stunners
he say he playin’ a fan, told him to say what he want
told him to say it again, play around and get shot

[chorus: ysn flow]
he wanted beef get put on fox, breaking news, that n*gga famous now
case around, jakes around, gotta keep that gang around
they talk too much cap, i swear that money is my language now
i don’t want no drama, i want commas in my bank account
i remember they was laughin’, that youngin’ made a million faster
now i sit back and count my money, through my cartier glasses
if you ain’t clutchin’ on a weapon, you ain’t steppin’ ’round me
i heard some n*ggas planned on robbin’ me, i’m waitin’, i’ll see

[outro]
how you doin’
she say she f*ck with me ’cause i’m a bad vibe, ay, ay
she cool, she with the attitude, a bad vibe, ay, ay
all them n*ggas wish they had it, well my bad that’s mine

- ysn flow lyrics

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