Gunna - Vibes In LA lyrics

Ugh, yeah YSL gang gang, you know what I'm sayin' Aye Gunna I'm out here in Cali n***a, 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, for a beam miss This b**h 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, sh** like recess Lot of chopper guns and F&N's and k** 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 Hit the gas, no brakes I'ma speed up the Wraith Young Gunna gettin' 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 crackin', broad day We just been gettin' rich relaxing, parlayin' I put a bad b**h 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 Goin' to trial 'bout my case I got b**hes in the bay Diamonds hit so hard they look fake Hell naw, my sh** came straight from icebox I'm in Cali in the hills, with some hitters in a tanktop Blindfold, I just counted a hundred grand with my eyes closed Coming for a n***a like me, f** 'round get exposed This draco hold a hundred, they gon' aim it at your nose, nose Keep that worrisome b**h out my place Tom Anderson, give me my space Promoter hit the line and he said he got a play Told his a** 40K, lock it in I'm on my way, hey 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