Lyrics Coachella Vibes by Internet Money

We were never friends

Counting up bands like a bank teller
Said her last man was a dope dealer
We vibed when I met her at Coachella
We vibed when I met her at Coachella
Hazel green eyes like she's Rih Rih
Let her stand under my umbrella
We vibed when I met her at Coachella
Thank God that I met her at Coachella

Stuck in this cold weather
My b*t*hes go-getters
Hop in the jet to the valley just so I can see 'em and f**k 'em at Coachella
That b*t*h a gold digger
She got tats on her body, we all see 'em
916 in my veins, now I'm bleeding when they in the cut
No you'll never see 'em
You can never have this baby
Love me 'til you f**king hate me
I'm the candy, come and taste me
Rappers wanna go replace me
Surge after Dancody
She asking me: "Where the blow, please?"
Wiped her face like a trophy
No punches, but her nose bleed

You know I'm always with Malibu
He really might be the plug, though
I've got the sauce like a chicken nugget
He got the gas like a butthole
He got the gas like a butthole, he got the gas like a butthole
He got the gas like an ass-ass, he got the gas like a butthole
He only moves it at Coachella
Said her last man was drug dealer
I said that I ain't have no drugs with me
But I've got the sauce if you're still dippin'
Said I've got the sauce if you wanna dip it
If you wanna go and get lost in it
Knew when I met you at Coachella
Knew when I met you at Coachella

Counting up bands like a bank teller
Said her last man was a dope dealer
Vibed when I met her at Coachella
Vibed when I met her at Coachella
Hazel green eyes like Rihanna
Let her stand under my umbrella
We vibed when I met her at Coachella
Thank God that I met her at Coachella

Counting up bands like a bank teller
Said her last man was a dope dealer
We vibed when I met her at Coachella
We vibed when I met her at Coachella
Hazel green eyes like she’s Rih Rih
Let her stand under my umbrella