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Moneybagg Yo ft. Gunna - Vibes In LA [Prod. By Wheezy]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wheezy
Wheezy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah
YSL gang gang, you know what I'm sayin'
Hey, Gunna
I'm out here in Cali, ****, I'm feeling like you
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I got vibes in LA
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
[Verse 3]
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve till I ate
[Verse 4]
Yellow diamonds, I got clean piss
Perfect timing, a ice cream wrist
Risk your life for, for a beam miss
This bitch from England, don't know no English
[Verse 5]
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 kill TECs
[Verse 6]
I'm sittin' way back, in the back of that Maybach
Gold Rollie I paid cash, two tone for my main man
YSL, we made it, hit the gas, no brakes
I'ma speed up the Wraith, Young Gunna gettin' paid
[Verse 7]
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 crackin', broad day
We just been gettin' rich relaxin', parlayin'
[Verse 8]
I put a bad bitch on Broadway
Tryna cop a mansion like Bill Gates
Count so many of them blue hunnids, they feel fake
Cut that dope up just like Benihana's with no wait
[Verse 9]
I got vibes in La
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
[Verse 10]
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve till I ate
[Verse 11]
I go fed, you go state, goin' to trial 'bout my case
I got bitches in the bay, diamonds hit so hard, they look fake
Hell nah, my shit came straight from icebox
I'm in Cali in the hills, with some hitters in a tanktop
[Verse 12]
Blindfold, I just counted a hunnid grand with my eyes closed
Comin' for a **** like me, fuck 'round, get exposed
This draco hold a hunnid, they gon' aim it at your nose, nose
[Verse 13]
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 forty K, lock it in, I'm on my way, hey
[Verse 14]
I got vibes in La
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
[Verse 15]
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve 'till I ate
[Verse 16]
I got vibes in La
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
[Verse 17]
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve till I ate
Written by: Demario Dewayne White, Jr., Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Glass
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