Zili

Turn me up
Jamz, turn me up

She feels the vibe, moves it right (uh)
Here comes the hustle, I ordered two grams (prr)
Your crew's all snitches, moving like worms (prr)
My shooters will fire if I raise my hand (yeah, yeah)

I'm the vibe (uh), I stand up for you all
My flow 73 can't be compared (nah)
We brought the heat, had to use it (prr, fuck)
Bitch, leather

She feels the vibe, moves it right (uh)
Here comes the hustle, I ordered two grams (ey)
Your crew's all snitches, moving like worms (prr)
My shooters will fire if I raise my hand (prr)
I'm the vibe (uh), I stand up for you all
My flow 73 can't be compared (nah)
We brought the heat, had to use it (ey, prr, ey, ey)

Your girl tells me "Chuck, drop it like a skinny dude" (ha, ha, ha)
She likes it when I pull it out (uh)
I hit the drums and move the plates (ey)
If there's no cash, there's no deal (krr)

I bring all the trap down
I get her eating from the block (bitch)
I keep it smooth, nice and cheap (bitch)
Take it easy, hang it up smooth (no, no)

I got the white stuff, the Griselda
We fall back, then you get lost (uh)
Free all my people locked up
Oh, and in my case, I didn't snitch (no)

I pay the lawyer, then the judge
Pure with my crew, with the 73
If you're not a gang, we’re gonna move you
Light up the G, puré, puré

If you call monkeys, they’ll drink it up
A lot envy me, I don’t know why (no)
It’s just that all my hustle, I worked for it (ey)
Don’t envy me, get your own (uh)

I made this flow stick
Trap was dead, I brought it back (eh)
Sincerely, 73 (eh)

She feels the vibe, moves it right
Here comes the hustle, I ordered two grams (prr)
Your crew's all snitches, moving like worms (prr)
My shooters will fire if I raise my hand (yeah, yeah)

I'm the vibe (Uh), I stand up for you all
My flow 73 can't be compared (nah)
We brought the heat, had to use it (prr, fuck)
Bitch, leather

I’ve never killed
Because I thought the league was dead
My shooters fire without masks on
They say your girl’s fucking is real dirty
Watch out, the ugly ones kick down the door

So many snitches, be careful who you deal with
The spot sells everything like a bodega
I’m connected from San Juan to La Vega
I know you can’t keep up with these codes

Bitch, leather
These days I’m clear about the woman I want
The weed gets delivered by the same mailman
They get locked up and sing like Kellogg's rooster

For me, they shoot even the crackheads
They move like worms, but if I find out
They’ll empty a whole clip on you
Now we’re cashing in like ballplayers

Big leagues, pockets are fat, not losing weight
Easy Money, for me it’s a joke
Nigga, don’t get close or I’ll light up the bad vibes
I got people who’d give their lives for me

You bragging from outside and I’m in Carolina
They know we’re tough and don’t look this way
I know this music doesn’t get nominated
But I’m fine with making them suck on my rhymes, ha, ey

She feels the vibe, moves it right (uh, prr)
Here comes the hustle, I ordered two grams (prr)
Your crew's all snitches, moving like worms
My shooters will fire if I raise my hand (yeah)

I'm the vibe (uh), I stand up for you all (prr)
My flow 73 can't be compared (nah)
We brought the heat, had to use it (prr, ey)
Bitch, leather

I’d rather lose everything I hustle for (eh)
If I throw the monkeys, but don’t snitch (uh; leather)
I’m from the vibe, it’s not that I think I’m better (ey)
It’s hard for you to understand me with my slang (eh)

Moves it right and I drill it down
And if she has a boyfriend, I’ll shoot him (oh)
If it’s not with money or moving the ugly
I don’t believe in friends or homies, I’m an atheist (bam, bah)

I don’t stop
On your shorty’s face, I get off
My flow is expensive, looks like I sell
(The shooters with Ñengo’s pull
And I’m possessed like Kendo)

I’m living my dream (ey)
Watching my kids and my bank account grow (okay)
Like puré, I’m moving (white)
And I thank the one up there who’s watching me (oh)

Ey, 73
Bitch, leather