11. Kill My Vibe
XXXTentacion feat. Tom G Lyrics

Yeah

Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price, yeah, yeah

Smoking right, it don't lie
I been that nigga like this whole time
Alarm clock, nigga was sleep
'Til I iced my wrist and my charms up
Street shit, that's my genre
Sippin' this drank like Starbucks
'Less you sharin' them cookies, babe
What the fuck you got in this car for? We grown
I keep a secret, fuck it, send you back home to your people
My nigga's trappin', and swipin' the Visa
Stackin' and flippin' you know the procedure
Now he shakin' like a seizure
Say you ballin', but we don't believe you
Bought the champagne for achievement
Shoot the pistol, just give me a reason

Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price, yeah, yeah

I'm so high, I'm so fly, I'm so lit
Man, my jeweler ice me like a game of freeze tag, and I'm it, ayy
Y'all niggas duck-duck-goose
Your bitch love me, and I love her too
She text me heart-eyes, and a tongue emoji
I bend it over, enjoyin' the moment
Then catch a flight
Hating on niggas like bugs, the crib full of pesticide
I'm gettin' extra racks, I rep the set for life, yeah, yeah
We got the streets on lock, eternal sleep for opps
Call me to pull up and and cock
V12s what we slide, yeah, they wanna kill a nigga vibe

Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price

Okay, kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price, yeah, yeah
Kill my vibe, yeah, yeah
You gon' die, yeah, yeah
Wrist on ice, ain't it nice?
Fuck the price, yeah, yeah