Vibes in LA

Ugh, yeah

YSL gang-gang, you know what I'm saying

Ayy, Gunna

I'm out here in Cali nigga, I'm feeling like you

Yeah, I got vibes in LA

Dimes in the bank

I keep rising the hate

Put blue stars in the Wraith

Two new cars ain't no space

Do some wood, pop some Ace

Get to running, we can race

Used to starve 'til I ate

Yellow diamonds, I got clean piss

Perfect timing, a ice cream wrist

Risk your life for, with a mean miss

This bitch from England, don't know no English

I don't pay no mind to no sneak diss

Told the label I can't sign for no cheap trick

My block play with them pounds, shit like recess

Lot of chopper guns and F&N's and Kel-tecs

I'm sitting way back, in the back of that Maybach

Gold Rollie, I paid cash, two-tone for my main man

YSL we made it (we made it)

Hit the gas, no brake (no brake)

I'ma speed-up the Wraith (speed, speed)

Young Gunna getting paid (Gunna getting paid)

Big house with a gate

Better save your money

I hope you don't have to find out the hard way

Take a loss and get it cracking in broad day

We just been getting rich relaxing, parlaying

I put a bad bitch on Broadway

Tryna cop a mansion like Bill Gates

Count so many of them blue hundreds they feel fake

Cut that dope up just like Benihana's with no wait

I got vibes in LA

Dimes in the bank

I keep rising the hate

Put blue stars in the Wraith

Two new cars ain't no space

Do some wood, pop some Ace

Get to running, we can race

Used to starve 'til I ate

I go fed, you go state

Going to trial 'bout my case

I got bitches in the bay

Diamonds hit so hard they look fake

Hell naw, my shit came straight from Icebox (where you at?)

I'm in Cali in the hills, with some hitters in a tank top

Blindfold, I just counted a hundred grand with my eyes closed (I just did)

Coming for a nigga like me, fuck 'round get exposed

That Draco hold a hundred, they gon' aim it at your nose, nose

Keep that worrisome bitch out my place

Tom Anderson, give me my space

Promoter hit the line and he said he got a play

Told his ass 40K, lock it in, I'm on my way, hey (I'm on my way)

I got vibes in LA

Dimes in the bank

I keep rising the hate

Put blue stars in the Wraith

Two new cars ain't no space

Do some wood, pop some Ace

Get to running, we can race

Used to starve 'til I ate

I got vibes in LA

Dimes in the bank

I keep rising the hate

Put blue stars in the Wraith

Two new cars, ain't no space

Do some wood, pop some Ace

Get to running, we can race

Used to starve 'til I ate