Chorus:
I'm posted with my homies yeah, that's without a doubt
We ain't doin' nothing boy, we just vibin' out
Catch us at a club and we'll show you what we 'bout
We ain't doing nothing boy, we just vibin' out

Verse 1 - Ronak:
I'm chillin' on a lake, tossin' pebbles across the water
Fly chick around my arms but I think I'm hotter
We stay kickin' it back and forth, call that shit soccer
I knew she'd do anything to get up in my dollars
Tellin' me stories, girl you an author?
Sending me love notes all up in my locker
I ring up her dad, tell him "Come get yo daughter"
All this pussy 'round me, but I'm still not tryna holler
Me and my homies stay flexin' down in Texas
Pull up in a fucking lexus, cashin' all of our checks in
Haters jealous for what's round my fuckin' necklace
I'm like Futuristic in tennis, and you got no direction
I'm dressed just for breakfast and that shit is a meal
I'm like Naruto breaking the Nine Tail Seal
I don't need a record deal to KYLE Keep It Real
Might catch summin weird from a hoe poppin' feels
214, Headed to the top
You know we ain't takin' any pitt stops
Bust more rhymes than the words "a lot"
And I'm flirtin' with a girl in my crocs
Right now I'm clashin' with a clan
'Cause you know I'm them mad ass strats
Biggin' up my chest like I'm the Man
Sean Don with it, bitch stick to the plan

Chorus:
I'm posted with my homies yeah, that's without a doubt
We ain't doin' nothing boy, we just vibin' out
Catch us at a club and we'll show you what we 'bout
We ain't doing nothing boy, we just vibin' out


Verse 2 - Sonny-D:
You already know I'm high off my own green
Drinkin' some of that sprite mixed in my leen
Chicks on my dick, and they head game be mean
And I got some homies who sing like Ed Sheeran
Im chill with my n***as like my name was Paula Deen
Im hittin' the blunts my homies pass around
Takin' a chick back to a club Up Town
And you know that we stay vibin' out
The beat kinda died, but fuck it lad
I'm actually old enough to be yo dad
She invited me over for coffee, just a tad
But we know she just gave me that ass like that
Write, Record, and Bust, that's my motto
This chick is such a thot, call her Ho-Ho
But my passion comes 'fore anyone though
That means I don't fuck with a hoe
I'm not even tryna chase after dough
I'm here to bust more rhymes on the low
I ain't strapped wit a piece, but I got my bow
I stay high as fuck you already know

Chorus:
I'm posted with my homies yeah, that's without a doubt
We ain't doin' nothing boy, we just vibin' out
Catch us at a club and we'll show you what we 'bout
We ain't doing nothing boy, we just vibin' out