I miss the days
We would stay up all night
Drink up a pint of the liquor no decline
Snakes left, right east side serpentine
Hate it when I show up with a baddie she a dime
And I
I miss the crazy, corner store with the slimes
Riding high on our bikes, summertime
Oh why
Did I have go searching for the lime
Searching for the lime
Light on the drama
Heavy on the sky
Dried up conversations
Just ain't doing me right
Baby hit my line, if you want to
I'll never hit decline
Late night futurama
Always got me feeling fry'd
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Vibe, vibe, vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
(Whistle)
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Vibe, vibe, vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Just vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe
Vibe, vibe, vibe
Just vibe, just vibe, just vibe