VIIBE WITH ME - FREESTYLE

VIIBE WITH ME

[Chorus: Sliick]
Skateboard on the corner Eighth Avenue
Crazy name James Michael Macadoo
Young boy more flavor than a macaroon
One wink get girl like a bachelor do

[Verse 1: Sliick]
Follow me i’m the leader don’t get it twisted
Step mom in the kitchen just made a biscuit
Uh oh sliick gon go again and risk it
Never get a ticket
Cop card on tap
What are you sippin?
Got the youth with him
Ruh roh on scoob with it
“But he ain't sayin nothing”
Aight ima say it to em

I get paid to student
Like i really get paid to do it
Scholarship pay for my noodle
Perform it like a Kamasutral
Shout out my brain cells
Did you get the reference?
Slick shit past your head
Just like my message

So let me tell you then
No need for cellar plan
No need to sell a van
No need to craft a hit
No need to go over it longer than Joe Forno
Can order quarter pounders in a fast food establishment
My plan is it
Just have fun no management
Create no embarrassment
This you and your plan legit
Don’t be a stuck mannequin

Come back
You can handle it

Just give your mans a lift
I mean you no he or him

This ain’t no secret
We all look deep within
But some don’t leave in
They pull back and leave amiss
No need to retrieve and switch
But really they need to fix

[Bridge: Sliick]

[Chorus: Sliick]
Skateboard on the corner Eighth Avenue
Crazy name James Michael Macadoo
Young boy more flavor than a macaroon
One wink get girl like a bachelor do

[Verse 2: Sliick]
Yeah i’m coming with the focus
Girl gimme head then I say hocus-pocus
No one got bread less they eating ciabatta
Next thing I do is I hoop with Obama
This is just filler to dolly my llama
I grip on the mic then I kill it like mamba
Juice smoothie i kill that at Jamba
Then skirt home and strip down pajama

[Outro: Sliick]
I’m really back in this bitch
Regroup and I kill it no management
Big pond, I’m the biggest fish
Keep ballin what more can I get

Deep dark in my phantom’s head
Reap walk in a can of mist
Discover this cannabis
And detach my mannerist
To v walk in the land of hits
And delete chalk of ill mannered kids

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