Vibe with the Spirits

Don’t look in the mirror
Can’t you hear I’m getting serious?
You got a man, is you serious?
This getting serious
You’re a ten out of ten
I might fuck you on your period
Don’t look in the mirror again
Ride with the realest
I feel your feelings
Girl come vibe with the spirits
This something you need to experience
These bitch niggas and they feeling so close
You’re round some niggas
That ain’t trying to hand out now
Ain’t that what you here for?
And you’re here now
Let’s get busy
(I think feel it) Ultra, Ultra
Uber with a sober chauffeur, we going under
Go first, notice how high we floating, yeah
I took you from your old life
After spending a whole night with me
I’m blinded but you’re all I see, all I see it
White Mercedes in your driveway (Skrt)
Your dad even let you drive on fridays
Thats red eyes and white lines in the stars
In the middle of America
Bright lights in the Hollywood sign
Late nights got you acting out your character
Oh my (Stupid bitch)
We need a beverage
Tell the waiter 'get one for himself
We can’t be selfish like some of the friends you dealt with (Snakes) Well shit
Can’t complain, shit’s well
She be out till she gets the intel or the flight
Baby inhale, that ain’t chemtrails