Issa Vibe

I toke the smoke up then I’m gone, out of sight No more service on my phone, poltergeist I be going ghost I be on the rolls Imma cop a ghost eenie meenie miney mo You gon be feeling wraith Hop in your whip and then say all that shit to my face Stop politicking bout the drip I slay independent I guess that they pendant be 0-k That’s zero, for the au, that beat gold, and I say truth My beefs bloody as they choose If i get atchou then bless you Competition in my genes and my tissues True religion full of tools on a mission I cannot aim and then I miss you After the queen and I take out the pistol I’m on one, oh they get to popping pills I’m gonna get to clocking bills I gotta crop the minutes Gotta be bout copping digits Hit the bottom of the list when you call on this shit god damn I ain’t pickin up my line unless you’re calling bout the doe I got digits on my mind more than I got em on my phone I be chilling with the tribe all the way to Monaco Telling bitches what I strive but they always some more Throw the money in the safe issa vibe Feeling wavy in the haze I’m energized Either roll the paper or I stack it up I’ll be in a phantom and I ain’t backing up Chilling with the pots and pans, serving this shit I’m a pharmacist Spitting this venom by pop demand, show me a match and I’m an arsenist Yeah I flame them fauxs they can’t fit in my Timbs I’m imposing you can ask the critics If I aim yeah bitch I said I can’t miss If I aim at the goat yeah I’m slitting my wrist Wait a minute wait a minute Now let me second my shit I know i talk a lot about whats on clocks Cuz all I wanna see is racks in my pockets I’m on one, oh they get to popping pills I’m gonna get to clocking bills I gotta crop the minutes Gotta be bout copping digits Hit the bottom of the list when you call on this shit god damn I ain’t pickin up my line unless you’re calling bout the doe I got digits on my mind more than I got em on my phone I be chilling with the tribe all the way to Monaco Telling bitches what I strive but they always some more Throw the money in the safe issa vibe Feeling wavy in the haze I’m energized Either roll the paper or I stack it up I’ll be in a phantom and I ain’t backing up