Vibez (Miller and the Paak)

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Miller and the Paak vibez
Ouu ouu ou
And it goes like
They don't know what I want
So no one packs my blunts
They don't know what I like
Because I'm already high
1942s on ice
They in line to hit a line
Please don't kill my fucking vibe
Cus I am a
Walking vibe
I'm the sensei they call me sifu
I don't need people baby I just need food
I don't need drama man I just need booze
When I'm walking in it becomes the hot box room
(Get lost in the clouds)
This worlds' so hard to see through
Trying to find yourself baby I see you
The indica knocked me out Im in the ICU
Shit what I got to lose
Just miss me with that bullshit
There's no need to lie
There's no need to fight
Ghost riding out the coupe
Bitch no one want the juice
Blehhh
1942s on ice
They in line to hit a line
Please don't kill my fucking vibe
Cus I am a
Walking vibe
It's a gleaming twilight, don't let me just stand by
Never silenced for the records, just kill me like GoldenEye
Take a picture for the presses I'm livin' the high life
Let the brown boy fly, don't be a pest shoo fly
I don't need charity bitch, so don't be so petty
My flow's like an ocean, it gets the kitty so wetty
I'm doing three times the damage, they call me Ed Edd and Eddy
I'm sweaty like a yeti, but I'm ready for spaghetti, celebrating with confetti
At a telly with my baby
Yea she twerking up a storm, that shit working in my favor
Never knew my name before, yea I got so many flavors ahh
I needed help before
My body melting from the core
No one was with me from the start
Seeking answers all I needed was you
The dawn got me sipping
And dread it keeps on dripping
I'm on to higher business
Yea I'm talking to the moon
There's no need to lie
There's no need to fight
Ghost riding out the coupe
Bitch no one want the juice
Blehhh
1942s on ice
They in line to hit a line (alright all together)
Please don't kill my fucking vibe
Cus I am a
Walkin' vibe
Yea I'm lighting up the paper, Michael Scotting like I'm Vader
When I see a bottle of Henny, Pour a shot out for my haters
Yea I ran over the gator, So I guess I'll see you later
On my way to San Mateo, Knowing I don't need a label with my
1942s on ice
Sitting Laughing Living Life
Bitch don't kill my fucking vibe
Don't forget that I'm a vibe

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