Music: Kenneth Fabian/Raphael Cortez
(Say what)
Yo
I swear to God
I think I seen you before
There's a different light
When you open the door
There's a little something
When you get on the floor
You do a little something
Then I want me some more
I see you with your imperfections
With all the IG mentions
With all these mother****ers
Focused on the bottom section
Can't even blame 'em a bit
I ain't gonna lie
But one thing for sure
You surely know the vibe
We go we just
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin
All we ever do we just
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin
Ramping up the car, yeah we
Ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin
Bump into a wall but we
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin (vibin)
Okay
Look, yeah I know it's been a while
Yeah I know it's been a minute
Since I seen ya little smile
Yeah I know we got a lot of other
Shit right on the side
And I know you got a lot of other
Shit you need to find
Yourself, you need
To find some wealth
And you know
All these other fishes
Yeah they ain't gonna help
But maybe you got time
Got a minute just
To get shit tight
Just a little time
To set things right
But I'm just sayin
You don't need to
But you know what I be sayin'
I ain't got no time for playin'
Been a minute since I seen you
Shit, you changed your hair
'Cause you know life ain't fair
But we know every now and then
Gotta lay it back
We keepin' it light
Even after shit hit
The fan and we done fight
But for real, you gotta know
That i ain't gonna try to ride
'Cause if anything
We surely know the vibe
We go we just
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin
All we ever do we just
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin
Rampin' up the car, yeah we
Ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin
Bump into a wall but we
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin (vibin)
(Say what)
Boy, I wanna go
Get down on the flo'
Got me doin little things
You wouldn't wanna know
Boy, I wanna go
Get down on the flo'
Got me doin little things
You wouldn't wanna know
Boy, I wanna go
Aye, get low while you
Know you got a chance
Hop around a little
While you do ya little dance
**** around a little
While you losin all ya friends
**** around and maybe
Bag a homie with a benz
A homie who can make
A little fussin out of nothin
A homie thinkin bout another
Bitch while you be ****in
Or maybe all ya want
Is just a little bit of time
With a homie
Who ain't really tryna ride
(Man you really know the vibe)
How you been mama
You keepin it low
I ain't got a problem
If you taking it slow
I don't know if you
Ain't got nobody to show
But I don't give a damn
Cause I ain't looking for a hoe
So what if you ain't got
An XL or double D
You getting blinded
By what other
Fishes tryna see
So hey, maybe you
Wanna keep it goin
Imma keep it a buck
Maybe I'm outta luck
But I don't give
A **** 'cause we
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin
All we ever do we just
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin
Bumpin' in the club, yeah we
Ridin, ridin, ridin, ridin
Bump into a hoe but we
Vibin, vibin, vibin, vibin
Vibin, aye
Vibin, vibin (Boy, I wanna go)
Vibin, vibin (Get down on the flo')
Vibin, vibin (Got me doin')
Vibin, vibin
(Little things you
Wouldn't wanna know)
Vibin, vibin (Boy, I wanna go)
Vibin, vibin