I fly high on top, and
You're good where you are
Taken well like the weekend, eh
Don't you kill my vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
New tricks, new flows, new bitch at the show
Cruising around with the gang, the others are like "wow"
New she, too much kitsch, new hit
Take home another platinum, I call it "just eat"
Then they tell me who the content satisfies
It'll be better on Instagram but I call that fraud
He wants to act tough but he's a Boy Scout in the end
Goodbye beautiful, the guy told me it's a type of coming out
Come on, you're not a brat
I see your beauty
If things look bad, give your lucky charm a little rub
Last night to feel good you went glug glug glug
You call me and I'm busy like you you you
Ice everywhere like Moscow
A rockstar
I sign boobs, pass the magic marker
New rule, new rite
If he's cruising around to act cool
Then you take his best friend
I fly high on top, and
You're good where you are
Taken well like the weekend, eh
Don't you kill my vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
Hey, she calls me baby, I call her baby
She wants my voice like she wants that Fendi bag, yo
She calls me sexy, I call her sexy
Crazy like her, thinking more about the cents than the feelings
Like flying down the stairs like Cinderella
Too much walking, I throw you away like a piece of candy
From the way I appear you think it's gonna be an awesome dinner
And instead we go to McDonald's, I offer you the apple
How are you when I'm there?
It was enough for you, you already fell in love
You're sleepy, baby, but I won't be there
You won't find me online, I'm out smashing another standard
Don't kill my vibe
I fly high on top, and
You're good where you are
Taken well like the weekend, eh
Don't you kill my vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
I can read you in my thoughts
Please don't kill my vibe, yes I know it's true
You know yesterday there was a party and you know that I was there
I smoke so much that afterwards I see you in black and white, blondie
You know you've got a butt and it's the bomb
I'll take you with me to the grave
Not even the shadow of love
It seems like it's always raining in London
But you know you're trespassing
A glass every three steps you take
I've got so much stuff and I hold it tight
In my pockets between the name of the label
I fly high on top, and
You're good where you are
Taken well like the weekend, eh
Don't you kill my vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
Don't kill my vibe, vibe
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Ay yeah yeah yeah
Baby K
Vegas Jones
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