letra de bad vibes - lil chris, bone d, fbg duck
[chorus – lil chris]
bustin of the mids, smoking woods, they help me calm down
if it ain’t about no money, n-gga what the f-ck you talking about?
young n-gga, keep your head up, don’t you never put your gun down
used to be my dog, but don’t know what the f-ck you on now (whatchu on now?)
stay the f-ck from around me with them bad vibes (bad vibes)
stay the f-ck from around me with them bad vibes (bad vibes)
stay the f-ck from around me with them bad vibes (bad vibes)
n-gga, get the f-ck from around me them bad vibes
[verse 1 – lil chris]
ever since i got some paper, n-ggas show some fake love
watch out for them n-ggas, they call you broke but they be haters
they love it when you broke but hate when you ball like a laker
that’s why i flame the wood up and get high as skyscr-pers
f-ck all these n-ggas, this money is all that i need
play with me, get your -ss smoked like a bag of weed
them negative vibes around me, some sh-t i don’t need
b-tch i go ludicrous when you disturbing the peace
b-tch, it’s my city and i got the keys
throwing up racks, we sweeping the leaves
hit from the back while i’m pulling the weaves
yellow diamonds on me looking like beads
f-ck is wrong with these n-ggas
mad like they c-c-can’t get along with these n-ggas, man
[chorus]
[verse 2 – bone d]
can’t lone get no money so you mad now
now you, now you, wanna label me the bad guy
go get a job, you always got your hands out
see what you gotta do is map your plan out
momma always told me don’t call everybody friend
hating on another man, some sh-t i just don’t understand
i was always by your side, giving a helping hand
n-gga, what you mad for, cause i ran up them bands?
once you cross me you won’t get a second chance
diamonds, bling blow, blinding when you get a glance
n-gga don’t you come around me with them bad vibes
then look at me like the bad guy
[chorus]
[verse 3 – fbg duck]
i know they don’t like this, that sh-t hurt the heart
n-ggas out here playing with their life like a game of cards
word around town, boy, you broke and ain’t go no cheddar
when a n-gga not in your position, you don’t know better
b-tch, we only came for the check, then we done
everything i do is for my one daughter and my three sons
i think they mad because i got juice, capri-sun
my pockets look pregnant when i put my skinny jeans on
i ain’t never put my gun down, fact
n-ggas clapped his gun at me, i’m clapping my sh-t back
i give my lil shooter a 5
he a run up, get your -ss fired
[chorus]
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