Only Bad Vibes Allowed
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
All them horrors I seen turned my heart cold
We be burnin' that money like charcoal
We come flood your whole city like the Narco
Send them killers your way, yeah, nigga, them Sicarios
She got Prada on her purse and hat
YSL, she mix and match
Webster on a Tuesday, I'm buyin' everything that's on the rack
Electric Range Rover, this bitch futuristic
She got body and she pretty I like her characteristics
My young killas, they bloodthirsty like vampires
We just some menaces to society like anti
Can't let them hit me with the RICO, I'm stayin' lowkey
I had to wake them bitches up, 'cause they was snoozin' on me
Only bad vibes allowed
Bad vibes allowed
Only bad vibes allowed
Bad vibes allowed
If you not then move around
Only bad vibes allowed
Only bad vibes allowed
Bad vibes allowed
Let's go
Niggas hate so I don't mention many
Made a million off a single
Come here, baby, let me treat you
The streets'll turn a nigga evil, can't even trust your own people
I blow the Cherry 'cause we smoke to the sky
They ain't got no structure, so they money decline
Pussy good, she the GOAT
Chane'ne' on her puffer coat
Drop bags to my country folk
For niggas who want to talk the most
We'll shoot your ass inside the throat
Everything expensive on her body, she got standards
Nigga this shit costs, she got Balenci' on her flannel
That compact Glock .43'll do a nigga damage
I'm blowin' candy smoke in the air, so I guess I'm pollutin' the planet
Only bad vibes allowed
Bad vibes allowed
Only bad vibes allowed
Bad vibes allowed
If you not then move around
Only bad vibes allowed
Only bad vibes allowed
Bad vibes allowed
Let's go