Bad Vibes

[Intro: Lil Chris]
Yeah, yeah
Geek, geek, geek
Geekin' off these mids—
[?] (Mmph, Dinero)
Woah

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Chris]
Bussin’ off these mids, smokin' 'Woods to help me calm down (Bussin’)
If it ain't 'bout no money, nigga, what the fuck you talmbout? (Huh?)
Young nigga, keep your head up, don't you never put your gun down (Brrt)
Used to be my dawg, but don't know what the fuck you on now (What you on now)

[Chorus: Lil Chris]
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Nigga, get the fuck from ’round me with them bad vibes (Woah)

[Verse 1: Lil Chris]
Ever since I got some paper (Paper), niggas showin’ fake love (Fake)
Watch out for them niggas that call you "bro," but they be haters (Hate)
They love you when you broke, but hate when you ball like a Laker (Facts)
That's why I flame the ’Wood up and get high as skyscrapers (High)
Ooh, fuck all these niggas, this money is all that I need (All that I need)
Ooh, play with me, get your ass smoked like a bag of weed (Bag of weed)
Them negative vibes around me some shit I don't need (Some shit I don't need)
Nah, bitch, I go ludicrous when you disturbin' the peace (Woah)
Bitch, this my city, and I got the keys (Woah)
Throwin’ up rakes, we sweepin' the leaves (GD)
Hit from the back while I'm pullin' her weaves (Ooh)
Yellow diamonds on me lookin' like pee, woah (Bling, blaow, woah)
Fuck is wrong with these niggas, man?
Like they KKK, can't get along with these niggas, man

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Chris]
Bussin' off these mids, smokin' 'Woods to help me calm down (Bussin')
If it ain't 'bout no money, nigga, what the fuck you talmbout? (Huh?)
Young nigga, keep your head up, don't you never put your gun down (Brrt)
Used to be my dawg, but don't know what the fuck you on now (What you on now)

[Chorus: Lil Chris]
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Nigga, get the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (Woah)

[Verse 2: Bone D & Lil Chris]
Can't loan you no money, so you mad now (So you mad now)
Now y— Now you wanna label me the bad guy (The bad guy)
Go get a job, you always got your hands out (Your hand out)
See, what you gotta do is map your plan out (Woah)
Mama always told me, "Don't call everybody friend" (Rest in peace)
Hatin' on another man, some shit I just don't understand (I just don't understand)
And I was always by your side givin' a helpin' hand (Facts)
Nigga, what you mad for? 'Cause I ran up them bands? (Ran it up)
Once you cross me, nigga, you won't get a second chance (No)
Diamonds bling, blaow, bling [?] glitter, glance (Bling, blaow)
Nigga, don't you come around me with them bad vibes, woah (Nah)
Then look at me like I'm the bad guy, woah

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Chris]
Bussin' off these mids, smokin' 'Woods to help me calm down (Bussin')
If it ain't 'bout no money, nigga, what the fuck you talmbout? (Huh?)
Young nigga, keep your head up, don't you never put your gun down (Brrt)
Used to be my dawg, but don't know what the fuck you on now (What you on now)

[Chorus: Lil Chris & FBG Duck]
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (FBG shit)
Nigga, get the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (FBG, bitch)

[Verse 3: FBG Duck]
I know they don't like this (Hey), that shit hurt the heart
Niggas out here playin' with their life like a game of cards (Ooh-wee)
Word around town, boy, you broke, you ain't got no cheddar (Ooh)
When a nigga not in your position, he don't know better (Wee)
Bitch, we only came for the check and we done
Everything I do is for my one daughter and three sons (Ooh-wee)
Ah, I think he mad 'cause I got juice, Capri Sun (Ayy, what else?)
My pockets look pregnant when I put my skinny jeans on (Ayy, ayy)
I'll never put my gun down, facts (Uh, uh)
Nigga clap his gun at me, I'm clappin' my shit back (Uh, uh)
Ayy, I give my lil' shooter a lil' five (And then?)
He'll run up, give your ass five (Money)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Chris]
Bussin' off these mids, smokin' 'Woods to help me calm down (Bussin')
If it ain't 'bout no money, nigga, what the fuck you talmbout? (Huh?)
Young nigga, keep your head up, don't you never put your gun down (Brrt)
Used to be my dawg, but don't know what the fuck you on now (What you on now)

[Chorus: Lil Chris]
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Stay the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (With them bad vibes)
Nigga, get the fuck from 'round me with them bad vibes (Woah)