This is a song about "Caribbean vibes"

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Smoking chronic to feel them good vibes,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

But now i smoke recreationaly i just want them good vibes,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Im trying to keep my vibes good by puffing on this joint,

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Going in the wrong direction until the vibes kick in

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Caus he vibes and he lies chronic

Keepin the earth clean with my good vibes,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Keepin it 420 while staying trippy with our minds caught up in these good vibes,