[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
Please don't fuck up my vibe, I've been tryna grow
Lately, I feel like they energy been wrong (Izze the Producer)
Can't knock my hustle, no
My money first class blown
Can't fuck my vibe up, no
They energy too low

[Post-Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe
Somethin' jumpin' out the trunk, hit two hundred when I slide (When I slide)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe (Fuckin' up my vibe)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]
King of the streets, I'm wherever I need be
Somethin' in my trunk beat a n***a like Creed III
Got your woman callin' me to tell mе she need me
I hustle likе I'm hungry, if I want it, then feed me
Your reputation, I done tore it down, hatin', better slow it down
Legend when it come to my status, look what I made the town
Run up on the troop, won't be nobody leavin' safe and sound
Get an opp, treat him like I'm Joc, have it goin' down
Any time I let this money fly, it's goin' first class
Yeah, I'm out here baggin' with the best, that's my first task
Diamonds everywhere like they was shattered, dare you pick 'em up
Got them haters mad, hands in the air, stick 'em up
Naw, for real
[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
Please don't fuck up my vibe, I've been tryna grow
Lately, I feel like they energy been wrong
Can't knock my hustle, no
My money first class blown
Can't fuck my vibe up, no
They energy too low

[Post-Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe
Somethin' jumpin' out the trunk, hit two hundred when I slide (When I slide)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe (Fuckin' up my vibe)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe

[Verse 2: Larry June]
Oh, it's the 91 n***a (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), orange juice sippin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Old school dippin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), pole with extension (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ho, is you trippin'? (Trippin'), you know this shit different (Different)
I score, I'm in Memphis (Memphis), these hoes see the difference (Difference)
Caddy painted on sixes (Uh), slidin' all through the traffic (Traffic)
Sideways in an Ashton (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hit a lick, up more, get a brick, flip more
We get those in tenfolds, they ain't on it like a tempo (Tempo)
Stressed out 'cause your bitch gone (Goddamn)
Been gettin' money since flip phone (Yeehee)
Been havin' hoes since Sisqó (Good job)
And, n***a, that's for shit sure (Goddamn)
What's happenin'? (Man, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
Please don't fuck up my vibe, I've been tryna grow
Lately, I feel like they energy been wrong
Can't knock my hustle, no (Can't knock my hustle, no)
My money first class blown (First class, I gotta let it blow)
Can't fuck my vibe up, no (Don't fuck my vibe up no more)
They energy too low (They energy too low)

[Post-Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe
Somethin' jumpin' out the trunk, hit two hundred when I slide (When I slide)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe (Fuckin' up my vibe)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe

[Bridge: Trae tha Truth]
I got in my bag and plane
They energy wrong that day
First class, gettin' this cash
I'm on they ass today
I got in my bag and plane
They energy wrong that day
First class, gettin' this cash
I'm on they ass today

[Post-Chorus: Trae tha Truth]
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe
Somethin' jumpin' out the trunk, hit two hundred when I slide (When I slide)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe (Fuckin' up my vibe)
First class, haters fuckin' up my vibe
[Outro]
Don't fuck up my vibe