Sticky Blood

My Vibe [Explicit]


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Sticky

Girl, girl, get up on my vibe, yeah (that's right)
I ain't here to fuss and fight, no (I ain't here to fuss and fight)
But my brothers down to ride, yeah (get it)
Had to get up on my vibe, I ain't here to fuss and fight, no, no

Got my glass of Brandy and I got my weed
Tryna link a girl called Candy, but she's far from sweet
She might look like a Chanté, but my God she's peak
Always ravin' and ranting when she only needed to speak
All she needs is more of a reason to start heavy breathin', call the beast in
Transformin' into more of a demon, no warning just abhorrent screamin'
Suckin' like a whore who's fiendin', and
I'm fuckin' it off, tomorrow I'm meetin' her
I'm not bothered for beatin' her, pfft

Girl, girl, get up on my vibe, yeah (that's right)
I ain't here to fuss and fight, no (I ain't here to fuss and fight)
But my brothers down to ride, yeah (get it)
Had to get up on my vibe, I ain't here to fuss and fight, no, no

Out of this world with the bark, I'm a martian
Out with your girl at the bars 'til the morning
She can't stop smile, left it all in my drawers
Said she's on man now 'cause she's seen me record
Spark one toddler, said she could meet for a gobbler
But I told your wife on what I didn't want her
Want her to wait any longer, hands on me like Kianda
She love my vibes and all, while said you've been violent toward her
Bang her body, she's starting fresh
Woke up hangover, morning breath
She's making breakfast I've already left
I'm good to drive, the galdem really can't touch the vibe

Girl, girl, get up on my vibe, yeah (that's right)
I ain't here to fuss and fight, no (I ain't here to fuss and fight)
But my brothers down to ride, yeah (get it)
Had to get up on my vibe, I ain't here to fuss and fight, no, no

Soon as I find my vibe, let me get up on it
Revitalize for anyone who wants it
Watch me improvise and let me dub this tiny
Watch me improvise and catch a forty comin'
For the potent chronic, haven't got a clue but they're votin' on it
Only pass a flu and they supposed to come in
None of these clones are on us, too busy tryna get my zone abolished
Then they watch how I pose astonished
Makin' shots from my phone that's orange
This estate is your only knowledge
Tryna void the warrants while I stream these torrents
And I sat in tarmac, too much lag don't remember far back and all that
Keep it set in tarmac, too much lag don't remember far back

Girl, girl, get up on my vibe, yeah (that's right)
I ain't here to fuss and fight, no (I ain't here to fuss and fight)
But my brothers down to ride, yeah (get it)
Had to get up on my vibe, I ain't here to fuss and fight, no, no


Writer/s: Andy Nicholson, Jamie Shield