Letras
Uh uh
Brodie Macck man
Don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe
Ho' don't kill my vibe
Nigga don't kill my vibe
I hope they don't kill my vibe
Fresh to death, like I'm ready to kill
I'm a grown man, not no YN
But I know some YNs that got no chill
Give me the gas, a bottle of brown
That's it, I don't pop no pill
Yeah they gon' talk about how they in it
When I'm talking in it, I'm in it for real
Sleeping on me, but you watching my reels
Flow so cold, so sick, like ill
She want to get with her, I'm knowing the deal
They want to scissor, I said do whatever you feel
I got it on me, still
Yeah, I be eating, but I want a mill'
I'm smoking crumbs out the vacuum seal
Got me high, like Hank, I'm the king on the top of the hill
When I'm in the function, no killing my vibe
Turnt with the bloodies, don't make us get active, we move like a tribe
We gon' throw 'em a party and when we get there, don't be acting surprised
Put that on blood, Brodie never been scared to go hop in that ride
Put it in drive
I'm alert, getting fried
Not a disguise
If I was sober, you'll still see the pain in my eyes
Yeah it get dark, but the sun got to rise
Not with the fuckery, got to be wise
Still with it, you dig it, you fuck with the vibe
Don't try to play tough when the vibes outside
I hope they don't kill my vibe
Fresh to death, like I'm ready to kill
I'm a grown man, not no YN
But I know some YNs that got no chill
Give me the gas, a bottle of brown
That's it, I don't pop no pill
Yeah they gon' talk about how they in it
When I'm talking in it, I'm in it for real
Sleeping on me, but you watching my reels
Flow so cold, so sick, like ill
She want to get with her, I'm knowing the deal
They want to scissor, I said do whatever you feel