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Niggas, they on to me Niggas annoying me Bitches, they be foreign to me Keep bitches on they knees Get the racks, they from overseas Only owe me some foreign keys Have you whippin the Cherokee Im a dog like you Pedigree Fuck your hoe on the leather seat Say you a dime, bitch you better be Wanna see you bend over and take the D And Im still dodging these felonies My unc on the block, he still selling weed Tell him when we get out, we gon never leave Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me Some ice on, it came out the fridge Put some racks on your head like a fitted I can see in your eyes you werent with it And some niggas werent fair, they start snitching And that shit get you killed, no permission Shit aint hard nigga, play your position Free my cousin they say he a menace Keep the racks at the crew, we aint finished Take a lil bit of X and molly God damn that’s another body Hop in that horse and ride it I let her come get inside it Left the Ford truck, the new Mase She aint my boss just like Rocky When she get on the drugs, she get naughty My bitch like my car, she exotic Niggas, they on to me Niggas annoying me Bitches be boring to me Keep bitches on they knees Get the racks, they from overseas Only owe me some foreign keys Have you whippin the Cherokee Im a dog like you Pedigree Fuck your hoe on the leather seat Say you a dime, bitch you better be Wanna see you bend over and take the D And Im still dodging these felonies My unc on the block, he still selling weed Tell him when we get out, we gon never leave Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me I wanna see that K, why you talkin? Let me see that drip when you walkin I wanna see finesse when you flossin Im taking that power, no Austin And money come green like Boston Young nigga dont need no vouchers Im still rocking Louis pouches These bitches like Ooh, we bosses Throw some ones, make that booty start bouncing Money counter, dont need no accountant I went to the top of the mountain It’s drip season make that announcement I drip and I drip like a faucet These fuck niggas thought I done lost it Put a line on my dick, told her snort it Im killing these hoes, need a coffin Niggas, they on to me Niggas annoying me Bitches be boring to me Keep bitches on they knees Get the racks, they from overseas Only owe me some foreign keys Have you whippin the Cherokee Im a dog like you Pedigree Fuck your hoe on the leather seat Say you a dime, bitch you better be Wanna see you bend over and take the D And Im still dodging these felonies My unc on the block, he still selling weed Tell him when we get out, we gon never leave Still got racks in my pocket like cheddar cheese Got her Coco Chanel, she smelling me

Mmh, mmh, mmh I pray to the Lord I made it this far I ride with the stars Look at the car Im having real water I shine in the dark You fell in love with her I break her heart I pray to the Lord I made it this far I ride with the stars Look at the car Im having real water I shine in the dark You fell in love with her I break her heart Ain’t no cap in my drip Nechie, he a big Crip Fuck around and get clipped I leave my dick on her lips Nechie dont kiss on the lips Hop in that foreign and drift Boy, I dont fuck with you, no, you cant ride with me, yeah Get him a Lyft Sippin on Tech Your bitch give me neck Audemars Piguet I put that water on my wrist Probably gon cop me a Patty I’m fuckin’ this bitch, she a baddy, and she call me daddy Nechie done made it so far, uh Ride in that Wraith, double R I pray to the Lord I made it this far I ride with the stars Look at the car Im having real water I shine in the dark You fell in love with her I break her heart I pray to the Lord I made it this far I ride with the stars Look at the car Im having real water I shine in the dark You fell in love with her I break her heart Im goin’ in hard, I hit the charts, now Im a star Fucked her in the car, then hit ignore, I broke her heart Thug and I went gainst the odds Ill pay for that car, whats the cost? Whippin that Lam with the doors off Member we used to be poor I pray to the Lord Me and Nechie came off of the porch We bought all the Christian Dior This bitch family first, were not starve I made it out without a scar I couldnt get it without the scarf My cuz still be dodging the narcs Im glad that I pray to the Lord I put it on everything My cousin got life in that chain gang I pray he come back cause aint nothin the same Every year that you miss is another new chain Im just here for the cash, I didnt come for the fame Its a shame what these niggasll do for a name I just prayed to the Lord and these blue hundreds came I pray to the Lord I made it this far I ride with the stars Look at the car Im having real water I shine in the dark You fell in love with her I break her heart I pray to the Lord I made it this far I ride with the stars Look at the car Im having real water I shine in the dark You fell in love with her I break her heart

Everything you wanna Everything you want you can have Im just for the moment I was caught up in the moment, yeah Tell me how you want it Hope its everything you wanted, yeah Im inside her place I was at her place Everything you say inside stay inside I was her face Gone without a trace Sounded like a day light, day light Anything you wanna Anything you want you can have Tell me how you want it Hope its everything you wanted, yeah Put you on Chanel, for real Im on the tail, for real Like huntin Giselle, I want her sell Get numb with the doubt, she hold me down for real, for real Im on the tail, for real Like huntin Giselle, cause I want her sell And Im numb with the doubt, and Im on the dial, ah Everything you wanna Everything you want you can have Im just for the moment I was caught up in the moment, yeah Tell me how you want it Hope its everything you wanted, yeah Just rest on, my baby Boom bap bumpin out the bass And we still poppin out the state, no trace So expensive, he got it by the waist Left hand said pop it in your face, no case Barely make no difference if I am home or away First-class tickets come along for the day Aint no trippin if you flirtin Roll call flippin off the birdy, brring, krrr A1 cookin, so much love on the plate A1 drippin, like the sauce on the steak Babe, she gon party, its your birthday Whole thing poppin on a Thursday Put you on Chanel, for real Im on the tail, for real Like huntin Giselle, I want her sell Get numb with the doubt, she hold me down for real, for real Im on the tail, for real Like huntin Giselle, cause I want her sell And Im numb with the doubt, and Im on the dial, ah Everything you wanna Everything you want you can have Im just for the moment I was caught up in the moment, yeah Chanel on her toes, huh VVS on her throat, huh Ima bust down the choker, huh Cause she love when I choke her, huh Red mink on her coat, huh Red mink drop on the floor when she walk Walk with a stick Sticks and red tips on her wig That lil bitch must think she Lil Boat She got my vote That hoe give me hope That hoe give me hopes Thats how it should go Fans, friends, then again, the diamonds dance Come here, give me a lil chance Hold it and Ill hold by the hand, clans Everything you wanna Everything you want you can have Im just for the moment I was caught up in the moment, yeah Tell me how you want it Hope its everything you wanted, yeah Just rest on, my baby

Yea, uh Southside I want some Ms, nigga, I cant settle Got me some Gs covering up my sweater Hop in that Benz, watch how I hit the pedal I spent me a ten, got me lookin better I told all my friends, Promise I wont let up My cuz in the pen still sendin letters I told her Im movin momma out the ghetto These Balmain jeans also met Margielas I stuffed them with racks, it got these niggas jealous Maison my fragrance, know you bitches smell it Still dodgin cases cause these niggas tellin Just come by my way, know these niggas ready Sleep with that K like I come from Bel Air Still get some percs from my grandma Betty Vlone Air 1s, these here come from Nelly They tryn bite the style, know you gon regret it Yung Gunna, Southside, nigga, we done did it Ill catch you outside, make you start repenting Make me go live, get you some attention We split down the pies, turn it to division A bunch of bad guys playin they position I can look in your eyes, know you wasnt with it You stack them racks high, nigga, penny pinchin I want some Ms, nigga, I cant settle Got me some Gs covering up my sweater Hop in that Benz, watch how I hit the pedal I spent me a ten, got me lookin better I told all my friends, Promise I wont let up My cuz in the pen still sendin letters I told her Im movin momma out the ghetto Movin momma out the ghetto Im bout to go take my talents out to Cali I just might move my momma to the valley I just wan make her smile and see her happy You thought she was loyal til she sent the addy I fucked her twice, she sucked me, did the nasty I will not cuff em, play em with a passion Im not like these bucket hats, these niggas cappin I grew up hard, had to make it happen Had weed in my jar wrapped inside the plastic Used to pull up and park, nigga, just start trappin nigga, just start rappin That nigga come to bargain, nigga, beat it I drip when I walk in like Im sweatin This bitch love a boss bein in her presence You know we aint talkin to no peasant I want some Ms, nigga, I cant settle Got me some Gs covering up my sweater Hop in that Benz, watch how I hit the pedal I spent me a 10, got me lookin better I told all my friends, Promise I wont let up My cuz in the pen still sendin letters I told her Im movin momma out the ghetto I want some Ms, nigga, I cant settle Got me some Gs covering up my sweater Hop in that Benz, watch how I hit the pedal I want some Ms, nigga, I cant settle Got me some Gs covering up my sweater Hop in that Benz, watch how I hit the pedal

You ready my brother? Turn the beat up Yeah, yeah yeah They gotta hear you out there Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah I ball like a pitcher, Im so superficial I fuck with my niggas, spend a check on my niggas Im stackin residuals, pullin up bout my issue Droppin hooks like a fisher, tryna see me some figures I lust how Im feelin, got my mind on a million Think its smoke like a chimney, niggas plottin and envy I wan feed all the children, member times I was miserable Niggas try to belittle you, man I let em get rid of you Im hot like a fever, I got ice like a freezer That pussy a pleaser, told that bitch I dont need her I got more stripes than Adidas, pour that syrup, Ima drinker Drop a four in a liter, Backwood filled up with reefer Drop a lil cash and tease her I treat these niggas like Niggas are fakin and they change like the season I stack that check, stayed the same, thats the reason Diamonds just hang, that bitch blangin and blingin Sippin on Ac and high-tech, we still leanin No more regrets, we live life with a meaning Pockets aint light, spent a check inside Neiman Im tryna make billions, you fool I know Im bigger than you Bout that bag we dont play by the rules Aint goin out, I aint been in the mood Take a swim in the infinity pool Got a whole lot of shit I could lose Cant let none of you give me the blues I ball like a pitcher, Im so superficial I fuck with my niggas, spend a check on my niggas Im stackin , pullin up bout my issue Droppin hooks like a fisher, tryna see me some figures I lust how Im feelin, got my mind on a million Think its smoke like a chimney, niggas plottin and envy I wan feed all the children, member times I was miserable Niggas try to belittle you, man I let em get rid of you Man, I let em get rid of you Know your own folks dont wan see you irrelevant Nigga Ill crush your whole shit like a elephant Pass me the Rollie, I feel like the president Member I aint have my own pack, had to mail in it This shit get you high then you know I was sellin it I got one foot out but Im still dodgin felonies Im gon free my , we appealin it , now I gotta cap off a brick Got racks on me, swear Im a walkin lick Said I wouldnt stop when they thought I was talkin shit Keep spillin the drip and then droppin hits Ballin these bitches Walkin that shit only I could pick You niggas fake, Im the opposite YSL slime and I bang the six Im bout to make a set If I spend a check, Ima make it back Beat up that cat like a maniac No running back, got a running back If I let em whats the fun in that? Im tryna see who he gunnin at Pull up with that cutter, no lumberjack Three stones in my ear, dont hear none of that I ball like a pitcher, Im so superficial I fuck with my niggas, spend a check on my niggas Im stackin , pullin up bout my issue Droppin hooks like a fisher, tryna see me some figures I lust how Im feelin, got my mind on a million Think its smoke like a chimney, niggas plottin and envy I wan feed all the children, member times I was miserable Niggas try to belittle you, man I let em get rid of you

Yeah My neck worth a price Live on paradise Im covered in ice Im cold like an ice age I roll like the dice This cash coming my way I shine in the night These diamonds are bright I polished all of my jewels Cuban link on my wrist, she like, Ooh I was the cool kid in school Kept some new kicks, I was servin that food Dont owe you shit, I done paid all my dues Dior my jacket, Off-White on my shoes My bitch is nasty, get wet like a pool Hi-Tech and Act and Im chopping and screwing New Jimmy Choo, they like, Who is that? New Bentley coupes and they back-to-back Big ol white mansion my habitat You just be cappin, we stackin racks Treat her and beat her, I break her back The slime two-seater is pretty fast My mind is zooted from sippin that Stay down on your grind cause I know you can I cash the checks early I fucked your hoe, it was 10:30 Hear the Hellcat swervin ATL Falcons, we play wit the birdies I wont fold my dogs and Im not trying to merge em Crackers wont get it until we stop purgin My car hasnt been touched, its a virgin I get that money for certain My neck worth a price Live on paradise Im covered in ice Im cold like an ice age I roll like the dice This cash coming my way I shine in the night These diamonds are bright Yeah, ooh, Balmains sit on top of Yeezys, huh Wanna get like this? Its a breeze, huh Baby up all night, she nat, she eat it, she squeeze it like cheese, huh I guess you didnt believe em She already know choppers spray like Febreze, ooh My money flow just like a sea My drip, it sing like Aaliyah I top off the necklace with diamonds I will outshine you, Ill blind you I am like one of a kind You are like nothing to find I got the chalk, get your body outlined Your ho gonna cry when she find you Im draped in designer Ooh, I dont talk, my money speak for me All of them hunneds speak for me Baby, she like me, she creep to me Ooh, she hungry, she eating me Ooh, yeah, at your door like delivery All of this ice, I am shivering Baby, she sit on her knees like its chivalry Baby, dont you get near to me Huh, chopper gon clear the scene Ooh My neck worth a price Live on paradise Im covered in ice Im cold like an ice age I roll like the dice This cash coming my way I shine in the night These diamonds are bright My neck worth a price Live on paradise Im covered in ice Im cold like an ice age I roll like the dice This cash coming my way I shine in the night These diamonds are bright

Hmm Say make em feel it Make em feel that hurtin Im out my mind, I aint got no ceilin And I aint sparin none, Ima make em feel it, yeah Im gon make em feel it, yeah They gon wanna kill me, yeah They gon wanna drill me Many men like 50 He a rat, Walt Disney Stomp his head with Balencis Lord, please forgive me They wanna catch me slipping And all Brandy want is Tiffany And Tiffany, she want Chanel And Chanel got bigger dreams So she gon do some different things Oh, we get it by any means Gucci store, oh, we shop in the Philippines Double cup, love mix my Promethazine I didnt go to Tiffany to get her diamond ring But Chanel got bigger dreams Oh, she wanna do anything Im out my mind, I aint got no ceilin And I aint sparin none, Ima make em feel it, yeah Im gon make em feel it, yeah They gon wanna kill me, yeah They gon wanna drill me Many men like 50 He a rat, Walt Disney Stomp his head with Balencis You should know that we aint friendly Im always high, Im in the nosebleed Im always fly, Im ballin in the major league Consistently grindin, Im booked up with no agency I done shown her loyalty Now she cant get away from me I told him, Lets go half on a baby, yeah A little you, yeah, a little me, yeah Type of bitch that make you give it up, yeah Type of bitch that make you kick the cup He a target , he young and he rich as fuck Its Garfield, Ima make him eat it up Im out my mind , I aint got no ceilin And I aint sparin none, Ima make em feel it , yeah Im gon make em feel it , yeah They gon wanna kill me, , yeah They gon wanna drill me Many men like 50 He a rat , Walt Disney Stomp his head with Balencis

Drippy, oh Used to be my dog , you was in my left titty  It was time to ride, you aint ride with me We used to fuck it up, back to back Bentleys Got a bag and ran it up, we were so drippy So drippy , so drippy So drippy , so drippy, nigga So drippy, so drippy So drippy , so drippy, nigga So drippy, so drippy So drippy, so I thought you was my dog We done broke the laws Got that drip upfront I give thanks to the Lord Bought a Birkin for my broad Penthouse Sweden, luxury cost Push start my dog, we used to starve And we got more bags than Santa Claus Diamond wedding rings all on my paws I done got so high, mama had to check my pulse Im thankful for my life, shit done made me a boss I done climbed to the top, aint use a claw Ayy, Casanova, Im cut from a different cloth So drippy, so drippy So drippy, so Used to be my cuz , my left titty It was time to ride , and you aint ride with me Thought you was my blood, shit went left like cuz We was drippin like a flood You was wired, you was bugged You infront the judge , well the hit you with the judge Now you praying to the jury, should I ice you like my jewelry? Threw a bag on , matching Pateks and a Presi We was trappin out a Chevy Smoke that loud, we was smokin reggie Hurt my heart, it was scary Talk like broads, you too petty Off them pieces got the Bentley Like Gunna, we was drippy So drippy, so drippy So drippy, so drippy Used to be my dog , you was in my left titty It was time to ride, you aint ride with me We used to fuck it up, back to back Bentleys Got a bag and ran it up, we were so drippy So drippy , so drippy So drippy , so drippy, nigga So drippy, so drippy So drippy , so drippy, nigga So drippy, nigga So drippy, nigga So drippy, nigga So drippy, nigga

Lyrics from Snippets Lotta cake, fornicate What is this? Vertebrae Diamond lenses, Cartier Pockets fat, overweight Cannabis, meditate Overseas, outta state Lotta speed, Rolls Royce Lawyer fees, beat the case Been popping shit, let the clan through Panoramic, my bitch got a glass roof We pull up with the sticks, like bamboo Yeah I put my mans on, what your mans do? On the low low we hit it in Cancun Let your hoe get the nut, she a cashew No mechanic, but I got a lot of tools When you come from that zoo, you know how to move I do shit that these niggas just cant do Get a spider, the hoodie, the pants too I got Versace boxes in every room Plain watches, RM, and the Patek too She from Cali, but she live in Malibu Super sexy and come with an attitude Yeah bitch call me daddy-o, feel like Biggie Im going back to Cali-o Condo, terrace no designer patio Yeah come stick me, hit me with that antidote ..... Rolls Royce, politics Poppin shit, Prada kicks High fashion, got a lot of lists Or the ceremony, all types of shit Pull up Rolls Royce, thats a Cullinan Only 63, AMG Benz

Wheezy outta here In the pent, I pour up heavy In the Lamb, on a addy I got three hoes from the valley These new Diors, not from Bally Stack that money, Eiffel, Pari I shoot jumpers, call me Larry Dont need the , I need a navy Dont need a sponsor, already havin They calling me the man Had to slow down, I done bought too many chains Car a but the engine a mini-brain The Maybach wood grain like my Cartiers Money speak for me, aint much I gotta say Dont care how much I made, I still gotta save International, getting it all kinds of ways The ambassador, get everybody paid You lame so I charge it to thе gang Heard you got a nigga framed, you should be ashamеd I was shackled on the chain from a selling-full of grain Now Im rocking hella chains, thanking God for a change Free the slime Melly, shit be hard to explain I just wanna cop like a Bentley and a broad with some brains Had the feeling that Im ready through my heart, in my vein Pop a Perc and in a second you be numbing the pain I come from the home of the brave I dont go back and forth, but I dont really want you to stay I got mad support and all type of fans, different races Drive the fastest Porsche and I aint even here for a race Whats a million, they thank me for booking at chase Niggas looking, better think before you looking this way Lotta money in the bank and its all of a faith Its a phantom don, you cant call this a wraith In the pent, I pour up heavy In the Lamb, on a addy I got three hoes from the valley These new Diors, not from Bally Stack that money, Eiffel, Pari I shoot jumpers, call me Larry Dont need the , I need a navy Dont need a sponsor, already havin Pour up Tropicana Hit the Forbes, cop a Phantom I swipe a card, like a scammer I spit poets, I got grammar I enjoy it, I switchin out European cars like rentals Im employed, young Gunna Wunna having Ms like McGriddles Four in a minute maid, aint no cap in my rap, yeah, we really paid Call my bitch, she pull up in that Bentley thing When Im sipping they stare at my pinky ring I aint sleeping, my nigga, this aint a dream We aint slipping, they know to protect the king Long live Nipsey, I put that on everything This shit slow up, I go back to selling green Yeah you better not pour heavy In the lamb, on a addy I got three hoes from the valley These new Diors, not from Bally Stack that money, Eiffel, pari I shoot jumpers, call me Larry Dont need the , I need a navy Dont need a sponsor, already havin

Slatt shit, pop shit Slatt, slatt, oh I told em folks free my brother Real nigga ride with a cutter Pull up with the heat like its summer Made that boy cry to his mother I told my bros I love em If we see the opps we say fuck em If we see the law we gon duck em In the Maybach with king Thugger Better tell your niggas stay humble He was trappin out the jungle Stackin them racks and them hundreds The shit that they do, he done done it If you want it, better run it This shit that we do for the money Droppin the roof in the summer Ride Bentley coupes when we wanna Really made it out the gutter And if you want beef we like whats up? Got that boy prayin for good luck I need more cash than a Brinks truck We got that bag now, pullin up paper tags now Hoppin out of the Jags now, million reasons to brag now Pull up in a new two seater, I dropped a bag on my reefer Bitch I go fast like a cheetah, I got Supreme on my beater Revenge with the storm like Katrina, lil bitch Im sharp like a needle Im a rockstar like The Beatles, Im a real slime, yeah I mean it All this ice, it got me freezing, now Im up, I cant believe it I told that bitch I dont need it, I want the bills like Im Lincoln Im tryna get my bro out the penno, we gon pick you up in that Benzo Boogers still drippin in Kenzo, I put that bitch in the friendzone Im tryna core like the endzone, slime shit, you get the memo Gucci belt strapped like a Pinto, Im givin you game fuck a demo If you want it, better run it This shit that we do for the money Droppin the roof in the summer Ride Bentley coupes when we wanna Really made it out the gutter And if you want beef we like whats up? Got that boy prayin for good luck I need more cash than a Brinks truck I need that cash in four reasons I count up that cash and get lean I get in my bag every day I got Cuban links up to my face Thats a four in that cream, I can taste I pour Act then I start to get lazy Go see ma in the hood with that K Now Im starting to see I got fame Gunna Gunna, I drip, leave a stain Went to Icebox and Eliantte YSL, aint no cap in our game Go to hell, you still in our way Went through hell and called it a phase Gold on my Rolls, in separate chains Still rock Vlone, I feel Baris pain Thug got the Bentley truck Yeah, Im coppin the Bentley coupe Swerve, got paid to move out the zoo Splurge, its nothin else left to do We shoot out with any crew I see the cash coming like deja vu Wear an S on my hat when Im missin Troup Got your back, watch the front, we can never lose Adding shit, adding shit, adding shit out On addy and molly, aint coming down I dress my new condo and bop it out They love the new spot, let em switch it out I stopped checking tags, just cop it now Every week its a show in and out of town I aint trade all my ties, swear I love the South Rollies, APs, and Pateks, we bust em down Disrespect my snakes, I gotta ride Twistin slime, we say slatt til we fuckin die Slatt, my gon abide by Lie in the court, I cant testify Blue hundreds, yeah Im still colorblind Say nothin, its gon be a homicide Ima go free my slime, we aint doin time Only us, aint no love for the other side If you want it, better run it This shit that we do for the money Droppin the roof in the summer Ride Bentley coupes when we wanna Really made it out the gutter And if you want beef we like whats up? Got that boy prayin for good luck I need more cash than a Brinks truck

Nigga fly like a pelican Chase that paper like a marathon I know hitters just like Barry Bonds Make it rain, we got hella ones Custom carats, its a one of one I might wear this only once a month Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch Wont holler smoke like I was gettin high Doin bout two hunnid, tryna get by Middle finger up for what they did, I All this money on me got me so fly Know Im on the same shit Still a asshole bitch, I rep the same clique Ever speaking on the Goat, thats where my name fit Rule one, I never hit em with the same stick Gang-gang shit, if you aint one of us And if its drama time, Ima be the one to bust Same week, your baby mama be the one to lust Its gon be murder-murder if you ever fuck with us You ever fuck with us Nigga fly like a pelican Chase that paper like a marathon I know hitters just like Barry Bonds Make it rain, we got hella ones Custom carats, its a one of one I might wear this only once a month Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch You a slime, that mean you one of us Wont say a thing cause you ride silent Aint showing you nothin, Im gon keep it tucked Aint got no conscience, dont know who to trust Its the same coupe for life, its like we stuck These checks like Nike, got me pipin up Its déjà vu, I see all type of stuff It must be Troop, I waste another cup Play with my family, I go ludicrous I been gettin money, I aint new to this He sayin all cap, I swear I do this shit All day, all night, young Gunna makin hits Yeah Nigga fly like a pelican Chase that paper like a marathon I know hitters just like Barry Bonds Make it rain, we got hella ones Custom carats, its a one of one I might wear this only once a month Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch If you a slime, that mean you one of us, one of us I tie my ties with everyone of em, one of em Believe in Slime, yeah in SLIME we trust Yeah, all of my homies and my kids up Yeah, we keep the sticks, they tryna kill us We got sticks and some grenades from the pilgrims I been lovey-dovey with this drink and pill, yeah I got crickets on my seats because they green, yeah I put cum on her face and on her spleen, yeah Yeah, we shoot em down, we with the rara Yeah, I call the dogs out and they shottas Rasta, Jamaican, they shoot at cop cars Children and grandmas the block up Yeah Nigga fly like a pelican Chase that paper like a marathon I know hitters just like Barry Bonds Make it rain, we got hella ones Custom carats, its a one of one I might wear this only once a month Bossy bitch and dont you ever touch

Me and Shad geekin on that syrup, drank a whole pint No syrup if its all workin We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred Ninety-nine bands, count that shit up in my hands Ninety-nine bands and I could not pop the xan, ayy Hundred fresh bitch, no show, it was all worth Niggas got it backwards, they aint trap, they tried to ball first Niggas gotta hit first Gotta bust a jugg first, gotta sell the dope first Gotta hit a lick first, gotta reach a brick first Gotta do some frauds first, gotta beat the odds first Gotta dodge a lick it hurts, streets be hotter than the first , Im high as a chinchilla fur We sippin lean while we lurk, we lookin for his t-shirt I gave that bitch a perc first, a yellow perc And I fucked her til she squirt, and I fucked her til she hurt Trap cellphone ringin, all it do is dirt Chickens chickens, all it flip They be curry, they be jerk Chicken on the fuckin syrup, made a thirty on a lurk And we from by Church We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred Ninety-nine bands, count that shit up in my hands Ninety-nine bands and I could not pop the xan, ayy Hundred fresh bitch, no show, it was all worth Niggas got it backwards, they aint trap, they tried to ball first Yeah I gotta thank the lord at first Now its Versace drawers and blue hundreds off of hard work Gunna been stackin it tall, tell the truth, dont know how much Im worth Gunna still drippin it all, Saint Laurent on all of my t-shirts Im gettin higher than Celine, percs up in my tea Call my six now, need my lean and percs, Im an alien I done flew that spaceship back to Earth, Bentley not the Benz And my bitch Chromehearts in college sure, got your bitch in my bag Let me stick my dick inside of her Dont take this for granted, had to go get this shit out the dirt Ninety-nine bands in my pants, you know what these dollars worth Count this cash with my hands, I do all the work We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred Ninety-nine bands, count that shit up in my hands Ninety-nine bands and I could not pop the xan, ayy Hundred fresh bitch, no show, it was all worth Niggas got it backwards, they aint trap, they tried to ball first I put some diamonds in my chain, it look like Starburst, iced the Audemar first Went and got the Rollie next, princess cuts mixed with baguettes And my whole team got chains on, rings like the championships Nigga we ball like its rec, thick lil bitch and we get wet Ooh, call me PJ nigga, Im signed to the private jets Signed to them Ben Franklins, my wrist look like a fish tank Nigga Im signed to the bank, Im higher than a pint Chopsticks with no race, diamonds look like kryptonite Superman tryna save that ho, I fucked her last night Worried bout that bitch, you should be out here gettin your cash right Ninety-nine bands came, I spent that on my blow chain Avianne ice a new chain, and I put ice on my frame We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred We dont need no money counter like we count a hundred Ninety-nine bands, count that shit up in my hands Ninety-nine bands and I could not pop the xan, ayy Hundred fresh bitch, no show, it was all worth Niggas got it backwards, they aint trap, they tried to ball first

I love your generosity Yellow and black car, thats a bumble bee How many bars you tryna see? I use a sword to slash the key Yeah, oh, woah Ima train my lil boys to fuckin lead Yeah, oh, woah All Im sayin is Hey, shawty my medicine, and you the baddest thing Ill buy you lavish things, hop in that Lamborghini Aint fucked you ever since, radicate, radicate Ready to break, oh yeah Diamonds hittin off of your pussy Diamonds in off of ya, poom poom She got me drunk off of Grey Goose I would never stop loving this girl I was disgusting, Im fuckin and rubbin and cuffin this girl I was in love and she was suckin my dick in Hauraches I was just tellin her, I got the best touch Im the Midas I wrap up a mothafuckin bail up like a cypher Irish diamonds on you, fuck your rivals I cant tell you no if my life was dependin on it Ima hit em in the back with my rifle I wish I was turnin pages in the Bible And the 50 laws of power I love your generosity Yellow and black car, thats a bumble bee How many bars you tryna see? I use a sword to slash the key Yeah, oh, woah Ima train my lil boys to fuckin lead Yeah, oh, woah All Im sayin is So much curiosity I was just born with melody I got a family, eight felonies You see them blessing levites Thats my prerogative Most of my vibes is positive Talk about mine, came outta fields Gotta thank God, I got a gift I could secure you lean Chop off the top, and feel the breeze Aim at her heart, she wont ever leave I fuck her hard at least twice a week Three or four cars, let her swap the key Condo got cameras, it came from creek Born with the wave, I came out the sea I let her wait, you cant me I love your generosity Yellow and black car, thats a bumble bee How many bars you tryna see? I use a sword to slash the key Yeah, oh, woah Ima train my lil boys to fuckin lead Yeah, oh, woah All Im sayin is Shawty my medicine, and you the baddest thing Ill buy you lavish things, hop in that Lamborghini Aint fucked , radicate, radicate Ready to break, oh yeah

Honorable C.N.O.T.E Leeky, Gunna , yeah Ayy, ayy, got some racks in the bank Smoke gas like a tank Got a pint of some a drink Lock on his head Icy watch with the date Yeah, Picasso, I paint You niggas cannot relate Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid You niggas ridin our wave Ima just ride on her face Who let the beasts out the cage? Twenty chains on, Im a slave Outfit on me look like Bape I gotta drip to the grave Ayy, whoa, yeah, I put that bitch on a wave, yeah All of my niggas get paid, yeah All of these feel like a slave, yeah Whoa, yeah, I run this shit like a race, yeah Low-top Gucci with the snakes, yeah I put you boys on a wave, yeah Whoa, yeah, came a long way from the trenches Got some regrets, everyone knows and some sinnin All of these Hunnids cant fuck in my denim She wanna fuck, then lets get it, hey All on the sneakers, I call her Raf Simons Run up that check with no limit, hey You fall in love with these hoes, I get all kind of women Hit twice and forget em, hey My new crib came with a million She poured a fourth like Im sick Its thirty-five for a brick Watch how Im whippin my wrist I put some bread on your head Watch how that money dont stay Money gon pull out with me We move like Lilo and Stitch Im smokin gas out the zip I wanna fuck her and her friend Ayy, ayy, got some racks in the bank Smoke gas like a tank Got a pint of some a drink Lock on his head Icy watch with the date Yeah, Picasso, I paint You niggas cannot relate Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid You niggas ridin our wave Ima just ride on her face Who let the beasts out the cage? Twenty chains on, Im a slave Outfit on me look like Bape I gotta drip to the grave Wait, whoa, yeah, I take your bitch to the stars She aint know it was a Wraith Different colors out in space We takin trips out of state I aint artist, I paint Mr. Off-White with the Bape Fly you out if you a snake Change my outfits like the date I fuck her but she aint the same Forty-pointers in my chain All this water make it rain Bring the water fountain, bezel We the ones that is the wettest I cant lose, Im from the gutter Whatever they say, we dont trust em Lust on a bitch, I dont love em Runnin this shit like a runner Bitch, its Lil Leeky and Gunn Real bosses do what they want, and My hitta gon shoot if he wanna Ayy, ayy, got some racks in the bank Smoke gas like a tank Got a pint of some a drink Lock on his head Icy watch with the date Yeah, Picasso, I paint You niggas cannot relate Nah, no, I turn your bitch to a maid You niggas ridin our wave Ima just ride on her face Who let the beasts out the cage? Twenty chains on, Im a slave Outfit on me look like Bape I gotta drip to the grave

Aye, oh yeah Run that back turbo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, and my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many bags, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey, we aint got ties, yeen gon ride Yeen my slime, yeen my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey, so authentic, not tellin you lies When it comes to business Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time Kid Ink Run through the lobby with all of my niggas Say you the bro, but you more like a sister Most of these rappers is cool, only in pictures Swear when I walk out the room, these niggas be dissin Wait, I tried to play like a fool, watch how my enemies move Aint got a clue, it could get poppin like fool Dont let these pop-records fool Came from the hood, know that the money dont make it no different We could take it to back in the day and start reminiscing I can read back on the mission, whipping that shit with a venegance All of my windows is tinted, Rari look blacker than Venom Only got clue on a denim All over money I spent it Its only real gold on your lil chain Still I aint never saw no chain Member when I brought you on stage Back when you niggas had no name Rollin up all of my Backwoods Tell me now when did your mood change? You niggas be going through mood swings And it start runnin like Usain You need to be worried bout your boo thang I got her in the pocket like loose change, woah, woah Now you think that this your summer Most you niggas one-hit wonders, dont let that shit go right to your head Why they trynna put me under, now Im back to get revenge on everybody that left me for dead Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, and my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many bags, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey, we aint got ties, yeen gon ride Yeen my slime, yeen my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey, so authentic, not tellin you lies When it comes to business Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time

I look like a lick, got ice on my wrist Cause I took a risk, Chanel on my kicks How can I switch? How can I switch? I cannot switch Im poppin this shit til the day I die I cant even sit up and tell you a lie Takin a trip over to Dubai Dont run up on Young cause you know Im gon fire Watch me pull up in that white and grape Wraith These niggas hate thats on these niggas fate Real nigga shit and you cannot relate We keepin them flaws and we know that you fake Riding with Gunna, Draco like Osama We ride behind 10, Presidential Obama You dissin fire shit then we shoot up your Mama I got them bales coming in by the bundle Takin the top floor to condo Gave the bitch 500 just to score It aint nothing to me cause I get me some more 200 around the corner in the Rari Fuck all my haters I aint saying sorry Whip game 100 nigga thats a Fari All these bales came in from the Cartel Be careful shawty you know they gon tell I look like a lick, got ice on my wrist Cause I took a risk, Chanel on my kicks How can I switch? How can I switch? I cannot switch Im poppin this shit til the day I die I cant even sit up and tell you a lie Takin a trip over to Dubai Dont run up on Young cause you know Im gon fire I look like a lick, got ice on my wrist Cause I took a risk, Chanel on my kicks How can I switch? How can I switch? I cannot switch Im poppin this shit til the day I die I cant even sit up and tell you a lie Takin a trip over to Dubai Dont run up on Young cause you know Im gon fire You know this a tag, I know what you think I roll up some gas, I pour up some drank Ill kill you a nigga and get you some stank I see you got stripes, I know you got rank Im falling asleep, I poured up a pint Heard you got the cheap, I need me some caine Heard you niggas sweet, heard you niggas lame I run up a check and you niggas cant I get them gas bags if you want it I bust a couple juugs with a 40 Fishin, go poppin jewelry keep it on me Ima go cash out now nigga only Nigga go cop the jewelry, bring the I see a 100,000 on the corner Bitch Im a boss Ill never be a runner Bitch its your girl popping shit with Gunna I look like a lick, got ice on my wrist Cause I took a risk, Chanel on my kicks How can I switch? How can I switch? I cannot switch Im poppin this shit til the day I die I cant even sit up and tell you a lie Takin a trip over to Dubai Dont run up on Young cause you know Im gon fire I look like a lick, got ice on my wrist Cause I took a risk, Chanel on my kicks How can I switch? How can I switch? I cannot switch Im poppin this shit til the day I die I cant even sit up and tell you a lie Takin a trip over to Dubai Dont run up on Young cause you know Im gon fire

Rock solid, I never crumble Ice it, I fill it with pointers Stones in my teeth like Stunna Ride, bought a whip for the summer I got a good grip, I aint fumble Me and your bitch had a slumber Crank up the whip, soundin’ like thunder Dont hold nothin less than a hundred Gotti, you know how I got it Gotti, you know that I’m bout it Indeed, I love my apartments, but I cannot go back into my apartments Cause they had said that I, sheesh Walk out of court and say, Cheese Thank God Im free, that was that lil situation that I had to beat Got milk like MILF , my drip Saks Fifth Stayed still four years , I aint lost appeals , ayy Still I lost a pill cause this shit cost right here And I aint stop out here , yeah, you have no idea Mariana up, down in Beaumont , you wouldn’t believe what I seen in four months Goin’ too fast, they gon tell me to slow up Runnin’ through the mall, Ima tear every store up Kissin the miss, tag team, Ima load up Shoutout to my ex, like she on X, gotta throw up Every time you see me, you gon’ be like, Sho nuff Boogers in my ear like a motherfuckin donut Rock solid, I never crumble Ice it, I fill it with pointers Stones in my teeth like Stunna Ride, bought a whip for the summer I got a good grip, I aint fumble Me and your bitch had a slumber Crank up the whip, soundin like thunder Dont hold nothin less than a hundred Long live Big B We got three grams rolled up in a leaf We got free food for whoever want beef And when it time to eat, nigga, we gon have a feast I believe in us, nigga, fuck your belief And fuck where you from, I was really in the streets I told my brothers that we all gon eat They play with us, we gon bury em deep , uh See, Im in a loop like shoelaces We got a lot of blue faces I caught a whole lot of cases We had to stay down like the basement I got them Cubans in my bracelet My Patek the newest creation All my bitches different races We dont believe in segregation Im in the kitchen like an apron Im havin motion like The Matrix You couldnt be me if we traded places They had em down, I got all aces Second nigga change gangs, Jason The problem part like a damn patient See, I stay ahead of my generation Im feelin myself like Im masturbatin Rock solid, I never crumble Ice it, I fill it with pointers Stones in my teeth like Stunna Ride, bought a whip for the summer I got a good grip, I aint fumble Me and your bitch had a slumber Crank up the whip, soundin like thunder Dont hold nothin less than a hundred

Uh, fly attire, NASCAR driving Driving outer space, yah Your supplier, I stay higher Im on drugs everyday  Im messiah, I desire to take over the states  Im a fighter, we dont get tired Reason I got it made  Paid a helluva price to live this life In sun we don’t see shade She caught my eye, might make her my wife I know she wanna be saved Spend a little time, you have a goodnight On an island watchin the waves Diamond without appraise Finally someone to praise Finally someone to— Finally someone to praise Finally someone to Praise Finally someone to— Finally someone to praise Finally someone to Praise Praise Praise Praise Finally someone to praise Finally someone to— Finally someone to praise Finally someone to Praise Finally someone to— Finally someone to praise Finally someone to Praise Uh, fly attire, NASCAR driving Driving outer space, yah Your supplier, I stay higher Im on drugs everyday Im messiah, I desire to take over the states Im a fighter, we dont get tired Reason I got it made Paid a helluva price to live this life In sun we don’t see shade She caught my eye, might make her my wife I know she wanna be saved Spend a little time, you have a goodnight On an island watchin the waves Diamond without appraise Finally someone to praise Finally someone to— Finally someone to praise Finally someone to Praise Finally someone to— Finally someone to praise Finally someone to Praise Finally someone to— Finally someone to praise Finally someone to Praise Finally someone to praise

Yeah, oh Young Gunna, yeah Yeah Money, on my, mind New condo, highrise Hop on it, ride My doors, suicide New coupe, slide She suu-woo, wit thighs Im way too, high Siamese, twins Maybach, Benz Mo back, ends Lowkey, four deep Super, lens Hellcat, fast I got, fans Diamond, dance I make, deposits My lady, exotic Im crazy, the mollies Blazin, the hottest I walk it, I talk it I like it, I bought it , dissolver I drip, a faucet Bitch, absorb it Gunna, a Martian New Porsches, new horses Three bitches, a orgy Im feelin, important My car was, imported I stepped in it, Im boarded , a fortune Money, on my, mind New condo, highrise Hop on it, ride My doors, suicide New coupe, slide She suu-woo, wit thighs Im way too, high Siamese, twins Maybach, Benz Mo back, ends Lowkey, four deep Super, lens Hellcat, fast I got, fans Diamond, dance Breakfast, Lunch Yves Saint, Laurent Kick shit, punt Pour up, chutch Theres act in it, chutch Raf Simmons, dont touch My cap in it, cuff I cash out, I bag out Got skunk like, the blunt Snow white, dust You no life, stuck Sound bite, termite Show lights, us Give no, fucks xtendo, tucked Dont get, bussed Money, on my, mind New condo, highrise Hop on it, ride My doors, switch sides New coupe, slide She , wit thighs Im way too, high Siamese, twins Maybach, Benz Mo back, ends Lowkey, four deep Super, lens Hellcat, fast I got, fans Diamond, dance

Lyrics From Snippet Young Troy, you a genius I get money on my own You keep hatin, I dont see how you can ever grow She a freak, fuck her fast and I fuck her slow Way Im livin, shawty think that Ima let her go Baby, I wont ever let you go Baby, I wont ever let you go You see how Im changing and its startin to show Yeah, its startin to show ... Let me take a sip Bad bitch got that Fiji, I need a bitch who just like Riri I need a bitch who down, a bitch who will go with me like Keke And before you ever cross me, just make sure youll never need me Looked the Devil in his eyes, Im like, Hi, its nice to meet me I get money on my own You keep hatin, I dont see how you can ever grow She a freak, fuck her fast and I fuck her slow Way Im livin, shawty think that Ima let her go Baby, I wont ever let you go Baby, I wont ever let you go You see how Im changing and its startin to show Yeah, its startin to show Bands, I dont play, I keep bands in my safe Got a Jag and a Wraith, I count cash everyday Five for the Bape, I got swagger for days Foreign whips type of plates, we done made in some ways ...

Yeah I cant forget it I cant forget about all of my niggas I cant forget my lil hitter I cant forget bout my lizard I cant forget bout the bros Another come and she aint Im cool like a freezer on froze Just gettin it like Im supposed Im tipping these hoes like a toe Im on Osama, Im bout to explode Hot like a summer, I got it in mode Bite like piranha, my necklace cold Rockin out all of these shows Show after mofuckin show Send the front and I come get the backend Mama, Im bringin these racks in Hoes on the yacht, Im the captain I turn this shit into magic Diamonds is wet, need a napkin I get a hoe and I pass her Sippin that oil, Im a addict Rose and white gold on the Patek Doing the shit I aint imagined We used to shop at changi Thinking, I hope I dont panic Pour up a pour of the medical Actavis in cotton candy This shit knock me out like a Xanny She came to my spot with no panties Aint no way you keep calling me menace Cause we riding the beat like a banjee Im a slimy lil nigga like Chany I cant forget it I cant forget about all of my niggas I cant forget my lil hitter I cant forget bout my lizard I cant forget bout the bros Another come and she aint Im cool like a freezer on froze Just gettin it like Im supposed I cant forget bout the pain All of them nights in the rain All these thoughts if you look through my brain All the times that I shot for the gang, free all the gang Saint Laurent sit on the top of my shoes Shooter, he dont say nothin, just shoot And you got me, baby, you my lil boo No, I cant forget the things weve been through Nah, I aint forget it Even with all the lean in my liver Even when its a drought, I deliver Thinkin bout the pain, its been a minute Im tryna maintain, tryna get bigger But I cant forget bout my lil niggas And I cant forget about the benjis In the cold, we runned up some riches Heres a roll, might give you a blessing If you bleed, might give you a kiss Six–speed, the lane that we switching Listen, baby, no more washing dishes The way that she lookin, I know that she listen I know that she cheese, I know that she feel it With ease, got big body dishes My boy, he got it, Im selling the ticket I cant forget it I cant forget about all of my niggas I cant forget my lil hitter I cant forget bout my lizard I cant forget bout the bros Another come and she aint Im cool like a freezer on froze Just gettin it like Im supposed

Hmm Hmm, hmm I can make a check in my sleep I stay in my lane like a street Only want the range for a week  Its twenty bands for the seats Commas going on my receipts I feel like a dog, I can eat I done took the doors off a jeep I dont play with my nose but Im geeked I know I was poor, but I took some hoes to the beach I know I never owed ya Asking me for money, you a leech Wunna running cold, yeah, on this motherfuckin beat I know you see the pole, stars, seven different shows for a week Im sure you niggas know, thatll getchu buried six feet I think you niggas so tough, till you really see me in the street I went and got my own buss down These clothes never cheap I know a nigga going, hard, bout and went gold off a leak I can make a check in my sleep I stay in my lane like a street Only want the range for a week Its twenty bands for the seats Commas going on my receipts I feel like a dog, I can eat I done took the doors off a jeep I dont play with my nose but Im geeked I need twenty more for the greek I aint never told lets be brief Im looking on the stove, where the beef She painted all her toes, just for me Presidential gold Rose gold rolls, Ima beast Patek two tone Mink slippers warming up my feet I know I was poor Stop, before I pop a nigga in the three I made it out the jungle, niggas still dying in the P My family used to struggle, now they spending money like me My drip a leave a puddle, Ima keep designer on my feet I can make a check in my sleep I stay in my lane like a street Only want the range for a week Its twenty bands for the seats Commas going on my receipts I feel like a dog, I can eat I done took the doors off a jeep I dont play with my nose but Im geeked

Thumb through that cash, count up it fast, I look for a bag and go get it Hundreds of bags of gas, the OG abusive, the pack lemon cookie Two hundred my dash, I drown like a drag, might fuck round and crash on that bullshit Suck on that dick with the lipstick, I fuck on that ho, make a movie Fuck on that ho, she a groupie Let her ride in that foreign and lose it She a new ho, I recruit it Heard she used to fuck with the bro Uzi Told her bend over and toot it I wanna fuck so lets do it It didnt take us long to get to it And they grey hat came off fore she blew it Thumb through that shit in a minute Rich nigga, dont need no denist Took a lil ho out to Benis Ballin, thats in my religion Money over bitches, thats how we livin Automatic gun when we on a mission Go at they ass and we comin out winnin Came out the mud, came a long way from Disney Since a young nigga I been had that vision Took a long time but I knew Id get millions Young nigga they got that heart like gorillas You gonna die if you play with that scrilla Thumb through that cash, thumb through that cash, all of my niggas go get it Tryna turn ten to a fifty, dont need no counter cause I wanna feel it Thumb through that cash, count up it fast, I look for a bag and go get it Hundreds of bags of gas, the OG abusive, the pack lemon cookie Two hundred my dash, I drown like a drag, might fuck round and crash on that bullshit Suck on that dick with the lipstick, I fuck on that ho, make a movie Fuck on that ho, she a groupie Let her ride in that foreign and lose it She a new ho, I recruit it Heard she used to fuck with the bro Uzi Told her bend over and toot it I wanna fuck so lets do it It didnt take us long to get to it And they grey hat came off fore she blew it Bubble gum kush, you cant chew it Smokin in the back like a Wood That lemonade, it good Yes I pour that bitch out with that fluid Im on that pink chat, that mud Two two three, proficiently tucked Time on them streets like time on the thug A1, came up on the plug Told that, told that bitch hope these Margielas feel like rugs Saw the gang, he was extra saucy, wrist out the tub, ayy Bankroll on way, when we leave its dark Got a big coupe on a Wednesday, I pulled out the club, Im tryna Thumb through that cash, count up it fast, I look for a bag and go get it Hundreds of bags of gas, the OG abusive, the pack lemon cookie Two hundred my dash, I drown like a drag, might fuck round and crash on that bullshit Suck on that dick with the lipstick, I fuck on that ho, make a movie Fuck on that ho, she a groupie Let her ride in that foreign and lose it She a new ho, I recruit it Heard she used to fuck with the bro Uzi Told her bend over and toot it I wanna fuck so lets do it It didnt take us long to get to it And they grey hat came off fore she blew it

Lyrics from Snippet Let me show you how to switch it for I can show you how to make me fall in love Youre not letting my coupe do Fuck they say, pimpin, I can spend it up Let me show you how to switch it for I can show you how to make me fall in love Youre not letting my coupe do Fuck they say, pimpin, I can spend it up

Let my diamonds hit like waterworks Lil bitch wanna go on dates, she gotta swallow first Cant put these hoes first, gotta put a dollar first I just bought a Wraith with nothing but show money Got rich by playing my cards right She sucking it under the stars right My nigga draw down in broad light We dont give no fuck Oh, you aint heard bout that nigga who tried? He lost his life that night Oh, you aint heard I paid a nigga to slide, and I upped the price that night That pussy do wonders, fuck me and Gunna Head in the Hummer I need more condoms I aint a honest man, lie to your honor My bankroll rubberbands, I keep em in bundles Matrix when I sip, I keep me a bag of chips Cut her off and Im not sorry, Im cool on her, its stiff Had to buy that bitch an apartment, had to move her out my crib Ho look like you keeping a Maybach, Glocks out and catch a Lyft She said, Gunna, why you say that? I said, bitch, dont test my temp I was giving you special treatment, you know I got hoes like a pimp Niggas know they dont wanna with him, like a beeper, that Glock on my hip Well smoke you lil niggas like hemp, send that boy on a lifetime trip And my diamonds look like water, I got waterworks We aint know we would go this far, we got it out the dirt And in order for you to get spoiled, you gotta be loyal first Eliantte VVSs water, gotta dry my shirt Hit me if you got that comeback Dont go nowhere cause Im not done with that Sip on this drank, it got you rolling If I get it bussin, I bet you come back You can be my bitch, you got that comeback I cant lie to you, girl, that ass is fat Once I hit you once, I bet you double back That dick like dope and you know how to act That dick like dope, like crack, shitll keep you coming back I call her supersoaker, shit, I might let you run a tab I got a lil money for a freak, I bought her a Benz and a Jeep Im running up ten in a week, I left my kids on her cheeks Fuck it, she let her friend get a piece Touch it, you better not be scared of that meat Bust it just like a .223 Dont know what you do to me Bet my diamonds hit like Aint got no time just like SremmLife Young nigga, I be living that pimp life Breaking these hoes, your pockets a lil light Reach for my neck and you probably get killed right Come jump on the dick and you know bout the lift like I can supply the dick if you working them hips right I can give her a tip if she working them lips right Diamonds hit like waterworks Cant put these hoes first, gotta put a dollar first Hit me if you got that comeback Cant go nowhere cause Im not done with that If I hit you once I bet you double back That dick like dope and you know how to act Hit me if you got that comeback Cant go nowhere cause Im not done with that If I hit you once I bet you double back That dick like dope and you know how to act

Lyrics from Snippets ...Rose gold hublot belt buckle like a wrestler How the hell it match the Rolex bezel? She so flattered Bitch walked out my door, you know I aint even sweat her Peanut butter jelly, purple diamonds, Cinderella I told her that its not an Adderall, its a Tesla She told me that she suck my dick and balls if I let her In LA, I got broads, I treat em all In the Lamb, I do the dash, Im pushin these Balmains on the pedal Bro got me high five Take my shoe on your pedal Put my diamonds in a look like stupid pebbles My girlfriend Caribbean and her pussy taste like... ... ...We been gettin money, one main reason they got pressure I aint givin no legs, Im puttin that nigga on a stretcher Cover my cars in candy and my seats a different texture My bitch...

Run that back, Turbo Baguetties in my wristwatch All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked  I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block Yeah, that pussy always tellin, you a whole cop Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted Bitch, we play for keeps, thats why the whole team winnin My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions Hit the road for the millions Tryna link up with real niggas and solid killers thats tryna get it I been fuckin on lil bitch for a lil minute, she know Im a real one And niggas be speakin that gangster shit, but when it come time, they aint with it I spin your block about lil Gunna, he told me Gotta get inside of my bag, gotta get that cash, I gotta stack it fast Ima water whip that dope, I dont do the glass When you come, trap really tax Had to make five bricks turn to ten, that lil nigga know magic Fuckin on a Hollywood bitch but a nigga love that ratchet And I sent Baby and Gunna a text, dont leave without that ratchet And that Bape black, cost a dub, with a Caddy to match it Slide through traffic, shippin that work through Got real killers thatll murk you With some old killers on that dog food, free Ralo, huh Baguetties in my wristwatch All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block Yeah, that pussy always tellin, you a whole cop Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted Bitch, we play for keeps, thats why the whole team winnin My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions We washin cash like a laundry Poppin tags, my Goyard bag hold two hundred CTSV on my last, dash say two hundred Piece I buy, it look like glass, dance with these pointers Throw the bands up in Onyx He play with me and my mans, then your fam gon get punished Lil Marlo pull up in a Lam, still sell yams to your buddies Bank cards on me like I scam, know damn well I got money Richard Mille, I got it flooded Pussy on GunWunna, man, yeah, your ho love me You remember I had that Cutlass, it had Forgis, not the bunnies We came up from nothin, now look, we worth a fortune One-of-one shit customized, Young GunWunn done done it Baguetties in my wristwatch All this ice, I gotta keep that thing cocked I got rich and brought some rack racks to my old block Yeah, that pussy always tellin, you a whole cop Bentley Continental, got my bitch parked in it Midnight blue, but it look black with all the windows tinted Bitch, we play for keeps, thats why the whole team winnin My hood to your hood, then on the road to these millions

Lyrics from Snippets Whew, I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch, it wasnt nun I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch, it wasnt nun That lil bitty watch cost nun ... ...I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch, it wasnt nun I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch, it wasnt nun That lil bitty watch cost nun ... I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch cost nun The skelly AP plain cost me nothing When we mention tickets, we not talking bus or planes She ripped my Dior shirt cause it had nut stains Love how she slurp, I put two carats in her lip ring Im talking millionaire model, fuck a top modеl Tuesday taco, Wednеsday Cabo Foreign, push the auto... ... ...Silver auto, silver auto, I just hit the lotto Met Cash, Im in Toronto I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch, it wasnt nun That lil bitty watch cost nun That lil bitty watch cost me nun I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch cost nun Birkin bag crocodile sandals, Emilio Pucci Pajamas I just bought a Ford like a scammer Birkin bag kelly, crocodile I aint had no head like that in a while Hermes spilling like it just walked out the shower Buy a Birk for the bitch, her foul Go alert for a clutch, you better go now Got a , make this shit spray on camera I got time, might just wear a em down, say oh Lord Gave em a lil clout off a That.... I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch, it wasnt nun That lil bitty watch cost nun That lil bitty watch cost me nun I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch cost nun I just left your watch in the mud in the mob I just put some diamonds in her butt And I seen it shining when she nut Load the jet with good pounds of musty I cant sell my pockets cause its Shoot him in his face if you dont trust em She just ate cum when she want cum Big shell... ... That lil bitty watch, it wasnt nun That lil bitty watch cost nun That lil bitty watch cost me nun I can boss a bitch up for a nut That lil bitty watch cost nun

Neilaworld Lukrative Ayo, Lifted Ric LaFlare with the drip I just went and blowed a fifty, how it feel? I know a Glocky with it, man, its steel I had to show my coverage in the field Id rather rap, you niggas fucking steal I had to put tint on a fishbowl coupe so you wont know who it is I went and put ice on my neck, splurge shit She gon slurp it, everything over here chill If I buy it, its by pint in the seal These rat niggas wanna see us in jail Did some with em and I hope he dont tell Bet they brazy, might break me out the cell When I make a bean, only time will tell It was sometimes I wanna sign myself Late nights rapping, yeah, with no help We got them guns going, yeah, fah-fah I went outside, everybody ride Glocks with dicks, extensions, yeah, we gon slide If you see my opp, pray you dont die Yeah, before mines, make your mama cry Show her the son, the new case, he just shot You out of sight, nah, out of mind We riding deep with them sticks like the Chi Lace up my boots and I go for the prize They couldnt count me out even if they tried She wanted nothing, just be a side She wanted nothing but Cartier, yeah I will remain one of the real in the field Pour with the gang, pop a top off the seal Niggas be cap off top for real Im winning Call of Duty, get the kills in the USA from a zip She got some long hair, chinchilla Birthdays, didnt get me nothing Church said, Yeah, come and pray here Never went in, not even a nickle Went got some racks, my bag got bigger Handout, asking what about them You aint give me shit, do you remember? Ric LaFlare with the drip I just went and blowed a fifty, how it feel? I know a Glocky with it, man, its steel I had to show my coverage in the field Id rather rap, you niggas fucking steal I had to put tint on a fishbowl coupe so you wont know who it is I went and put ice on my neck, splurge shit She gon slurp it, everything over here chill If I buy it, its by pint in the seal These rat niggas wanna see us in jail Did some with em and I hope he dont tell Bet they brazy, might break me out the cell When I make a bean, only time will tell It was sometimes I wanna sign myself Late nights rapping, yeah, with no help Late nights, rap a verse to myself Bed bites, mama need her some help Spit that flame, leave an opp on the step Aint nothing changed, Wunna always will show Fuck the fame, Im a young millionaire We switching in the lanes, my niggas still Not with the same gang like when I left Lil shawty use her head like college prep Your bitch sent me a request, I didnt accept Im popping Percocets, I dont do meth Im like a pharmacist, meds on my shelf I stroke and hold her legs, hit from the rear My dawg locked in the feds, wish he was here Im sipping Hi-Tech red out of root beer New 2020 crib, I just got it built Popped the lock on the whip I been fishtailin slidin down the strip My soda mud, you can tell the way I sip Fuck all that yelling, Ima let it rip, ayy Copped the Forgis, paint the lifts Young GunnaWunna rollin, 60s Crip Me and Slatt Gotit balling out the gym Pull on Ol Nat, the jacket clean the rims Ric LaFlare with the drip I just went and blowed a fifty, how it feel? I know a Glocky with it, man, its steel I had to show my coverage in the field Id rather rap, you niggas fucking steal I had to put tint on a fishbowl coupe so you wont know who it is I went and put ice on my neck, splurge shit She gon slurp it, everything over here chill If I buy it, its by pint in the seal These rat niggas wanna see us in jail Did some with em and I hope he dont tell Bet they brazy, might break me out the cell When I make a bean, only time will tell It was sometimes I wanna sign myself Late nights rapping, yeah, with no help

Lyrics from Snippet One inside they head, I aint got to cock it Two thousand for my pants cause they pocket watchin Bitch, dont leave the Lamb less I got a deposit Strapped up with my mans cause the streets are poppin I hopped up out the Porsche and jumped straight in the Rarri 15 million bands or more, how they waitin on my projects This a coupe, thirty bands and go, yo, look at my luggage I got too big, these strangers walkin, now it havin me clutchin Spent a car, turned it on, its a Mulsanne Black on black lil look like Bruce Wayne This shit aint bout money but Im true to the game Disrespect my crew and we gon shoot like Dwayne See me comin through, lil nigga, move out the way You try to rock me in the , we done blew up your face Im at the in the Rari but I chill in Palace , I cant let that nigga fuck up my-

Uh You know what Im saying, man? We pop a lot of shit, man, you know what Im saying? Kick a lot of shit, man, kick a lot of drip, man, the real The drip, man, you know what Im saying? No cap Uh Cant let these fuck niggas murder me 911 Porsche, its emergency Currently counting this currency Sworn to my team to eternity Pray for the millions I pray that these millions dont never leave Im leaving Ms to my family Fuck all these niggas who hated me Yeah, when your bitch came and hugged on me She felt the Glock and went snuggled me I got Gelato 41 on me Im bout to light that shit up with B-I-C Nah, fuck that shit, pour something, Perky me Im in my bag, no purse on me Perc 10s on me, no blinker because Im tryna swallow my lines in peace Had to show her how a highway be Now that lil bitch wanna link like CZ Hundred round drum on the vehicle seat Where a nigga come from, you dont wanna believe it Nigga woke up jugging in the motherfucking streets Got all blue money, got the west on me Picking up lil shorty, was shot in the street Shorty really smoke a nigga like the OG Fee-fi-fo, foenem giant on the beat I can get you bleach clean A-S-A-P But a nigga gotta pay the H-I-G H to the motherfucking K on me Cant let these motherfuckers cap on me Whats up with your chain? Thats some double D What? You gon act like you aint heard of me? I thought these niggas wanna murder me Cant let these fuck niggas murder me 911 Porsche, its emergency Currently counting this currency Sworn to my team to eternity Pray for the millions I pray that these millions dont never leave Im leaving Ms to my family Fuck all these niggas who hated me Yeah I put some stones in the triple cross They wanna know what the water cost I come when the people ask for the boss They standing in line, trying to order sauce I just hit that ho with the money walk Blue hundreds, they made me dont wanna talk No wonder they made me the underdog Busy, you dont even wanna call Lemonade look like a waterfall Left and came back with another broad Left and came back with another broad My Z06 Vette cost a hundred ball My brothers and them, finna flood em all We see he unloyal and cut him off I CZ her cause she a Barbie doll Cant let these fuck niggas murder me 911 Porsche, its emergency Currently counting this currency Sworn to my team to eternity Pray for the millions I pray that these millions dont never leave Im leaving Ms to my family Fuck all these niggas who hated me

K Bangerz I gotta stay patient, I dont want relations These niggas be faking, Im rocking the latest Cant fuck with you bitches, you bitches is basic Went to LA, took a jet out to Vegas These niggas still hating, my ice steady skating These bitches is waiting Waiting on Gunna to go up Wait till a young nigga blow up Thugga got Act, we gon pour up Sippin on Act till I throw up You bitches, dont act like you know us In the P1 with the doors up I whip it, I swerve it, I whip it, I swerve it Im killing, no murder I shitted on purpose, the whip came with curtains This shit is unheard of I cop a P1 and I slide and I glide Make that bitch suck on my child The coupe sittin outside Your bitches gonna ride till they die My niggas felons and they fly My niggas felons till they die They never wrong, always right Light it up like its Fourth of July I just might raw dog in her thigh I just might get stoned for my life Talking about killing when I say hes fly I got some Cartiers on my eyes I put the Cartier on my wife I put Bacardi all on my body No, she not grabbing, she wont do a trolly, yeah Im doing the shit for Lil Dolly, yeah He passed me the blunt I love gettin fronts I love gettin backends Big bag, what my cash in Get the dope, its saraned And the new double R with the stars in the ceiling She wet up her panties I know these niggas cant stand it Ay I gotta stay patient, I dont want relations These niggas be faking, Im rocking the latest Cant fuck with you bitches, you bitches is basic Went to LA, took a jet out to Vegas These niggas still hating, my ice steady skating These bitches is waiting Waiting on Gunna to go up Wait till a young nigga blow up Thugga got Act, we gon pour up Sippin on Act till I throw up You bitches, dont act like you know us In the P1 with the doors up I whip it, I swerve it, I whip it, I swerve it Im killing, no murder I shitted on purpose, the whip came with curtains This shit is unheard of I cant lie, a nigga getting it in Get a dime, Ima spend it again Keep the iron with the clip and an extend They cut their eyes when a nigga walk in I advise you lil niggas to win Ima grind, aint gon ask for a lend Ima ride for my cuz in pen Pray the lord forgive me for my sins Fuck them niggas, we gon let em hate Fuck them niggas, we gon let em hate Ridin around the city in a Wraith Smoking kush and tryna meditate Only the God can judge us We got the stars above us We drippin all in public We sip that muddy, muddy And I got that Rollie flooded I got 24s, they Forgis I told all these bitches to cut it Hang out with bloods and cousins And some of them niggas my brothers Told you Id do it for momma I got that money, made it double Told you niggas, you in trouble I gotta stay patient, I dont want relations These niggas be faking, Im rocking the latest Cant fuck with you bitches, you bitches is basic Went to LA, took a jet out to Vegas These niggas still hating, my ice steady skating These bitches is waiting Waiting on Gunna to go up Wait till a young nigga blow up Thugga got Act, we gon pour up Sippin on Act till I throw up You bitches, dont act like you know us In the P1 with the doors up I whip it, I swerve it, I whip it, I swerve it Im killing, no murder I shitted on purpose, the whip came with curtains This shit is unheard of

Run that back, Turbo Yeah I kill em dead, not feeling no sorrow Choppers and Glocks, they fill em with hollows  I woke up high from smoking gelato Breaking up pounds with Baby and Pablo He in the skies, my plug named Ricardo European rides, the start is a auto Crawling inside a nineteen gelato Im thinking twice, but prayin for tomorrow I cut my ties from serving these tacos Call up the line, got perkies and narcos Bros on the side, they treat me like Cappo Show they respect, they killing you pronto Louis V bag, its filled up with hunchos Got the front end, Im goin to Toronto I went to court and I plead Fuck what you thought, this money the motto I know you heard the loud in the She want Chanel, had lil JC Penny I doing well, my best friend in Bentleys Hundred round drum when we pullin these semis Love using her lips, you know she gon lick Got vibes in the VIP, yeah, we get it litty Im in throwin ones, her ass and titties Off with the top, the roof, I get it missin Hoe gettin cash, its not no penny-pinchin You spend what you send, its not long when we buy you This drip aint free, even though then we freestyling Smoke by the pound, we got packs of exotic Couple in her hair, spent bands on her body I am Lil Gotit, lil bitch, I be popping Pourin up John Wick, then they cannot stop me I get you wet, your buddy, just try me Run up a bag, then take that shit home Fan at my show, stuff the dick in her throat Twenty-twenty, just riding with slime Hiding that fire, you know he a joke Wash the whole block with sticks and our soap Nothin like your basic, your bitty is broke Back of the May, no whip on lil horses Im fresh out of with blick in my coat I kill em dead, not feeling no sorrow Choppers and Glocks, they fill em with hollows I woke up high from smoking gelato Breaking up pounds with Baby and Pablo He in the skies, my plug named Ricardo European rides, the start is a auto Crawling inside a nineteen gelato Im thinking twice, but prayin for tomorrow I cut my ties from serving these tacos Call up the line, got perkies and narcos Bros on the side, they treat me like Cappo Show they respect, they killing you pronto Louis V bag, its filled up with hunchos Got the front end, Im goin to Toronto I went to court and I plead Fuck what you thought, this money the motto Feed me Vlone, I got Vs on my collar Fuck what you thought, Im still chasing these dollars I keep medicine, Im so kin to the doctor No evidence, cant keep me in a locker I drip like a leak in these double-stripe Pradas Aint no secret, I got love for my patnas She squirt on my dick, cant stop fucking this model AP Rolex, the Patek, said no more Movados These rappers slowed down and back selling yolo Back to the block and its fuck all the po-po buy you a but we got it low-low Cause my life Dior and my bitch still need coco Young Wunna the wave, thats shots to the mojo He tryna cuff his wife, I know she a hoe though Bounce up and down on my stick like a pogo Before I got rich, I stopped wearing that Polo Stop hitting me up, I dont fuck with you no more My closet like Lennox, I really get flyer Im really getting it, get paid for a flyer I took four million, receiving these wires Stay in her mouth like a kid pacifier Niggas burnt out, dont be close to the fire Gunna a lion, I strike like a tiger Boss my whole bitch, now I keep a spare tire I kill em dead, not feeling no sorrow Choppers and Glocks, they filled up with hollows I woke up high from smoking gelato Breaking up pounds with Baby and Pablo He in the skies, my plug named Ricardo European rides, the start is a auto Crawling inside a nineteen gelato Im thinking twice, but prayin for tomorrow I cut my ties from serving these tacos Call up the line, got perkies and narcos Bros on the side, they treat me like Cappo Show they respect, they killing you pronto Louis V bag, its filled up with hunchos Got the front end, Im goin to Toronto I went to court and I pled the Fuck what you thought, this money the motto

Yeah, real flavor, know what Im sayin’? Real boss real, know what Im sayin? Know what I’m sayin? This that boss shit you make when you goddamn got them pink toes around you at them uh—at the moment you doin it, you know what Im sayin? So, you know what Im sayin? You know what that mean, ya dig? She said if I loved her She said that she need me I like when I fuck her Oh, yes, indeed I give you your wants Provide you with needs Provide what you Provide what you You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, baby You get what you want yeah, yeah You get what you want, baby I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and... You need you, you want it I told you go get it You ridin around in the Bentley You tearin’ up the city You can look at the jewels in the belt that she rockin She gettin’ it Chanel mint purse on her neck You can tell that she gettin it Park the car Come fuck on my bitch My watch is a one of one Aint nobody can get it Ima park it out back on em Doin everything private Thinkin bout all my niggas Screamin free Yak Gotti, hey Ima throw some ones, baby She gon turn up about it, yeah What the fuck is you want, baby? You gon fuck round and die today Im cleaner than Lysol, yeah, I furnished the backyard, yeah This bitch tryna act hard, yeah She gunnin, no black ball, yeah She said if I loved her She said that she need me I like when I fuck her Oh, yes, indeed I give you your wants Provide you with needs Provide what you Provide what you You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, baby You get what you want yeah, yeah You get what you want, baby I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and... I see that you want it, you know that I got it Got racks in my card in my wallet, got racks in my pocket I told these lil bitty strippers to stay on the topic Watch me cash out on all of them bitches, Giuseppe Zanotti A couple of coupes with the stars My AP, it shine like a star To my knees and I pray to the Lord Told my nigga we gon make it far All my bitches, they be up to par Had to go spend some racks in the mall Got these bitches wanna flirt with the boy Got that new Bentley Spur for the boy Ima paint it all white like the God Aint no tint, I aint tryna disguise All these niggas, they fake and they fraud Im the realest, she gon recognize Better spend some racks in the mall And I fuck with you, still rockin Tom Got a bitch that you know is the bomb I done damn near done gave her a ton Woah Little bitch say that she want me Told that lil bitch I dont need her She suckin and swallowin semen Kick her out soon as she please me Girl, youre so cute like a Barbie doll Geeked off the Molly and Adderall Sippin on lean, not no alcohol So many hoes like a castin call I just sit back and I pray And Im thankin the Lord that I made it out the mud Ive just been showin my ass Been kickin this shit that these niggas aint done Bae, youre just somethin to do when I get bored Beatin that pussy up just like Im Floyd Blowin my phone up, Im pressin ignore Hand me the rock and you know Ima score We met on the boat, she secure to the port And I got white bitches tryin the coke Its no fallin off, Im not goin back broke Soon as I wake up, I go get some more Bad bitches, they can get what they want Long as she got a cute face and big donk When you with me, you can get what you want When you with me, you can get what you want You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, yeah, yeah I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl You get what you want, yeah, yeah You get what you want, baby You get what you want yeah, yeah You get what you want, baby I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and cash out, girl I pull up and...

Lyrics from Snippets bandana, Chanel No. 9 Birkin bags and G-Wagons Open the umbrella, drop the top off the Rolls Ice so froze, might catch me a cold High definition, just look at my stones Aint in Atlanta, we way back in chrome Do something plain and pop a ... ... ...told her going off coke I send her on a flight, told her come with no clothes She boarding on the jet, thats pussy in a robe I open the umbrella, take the top off the Rolls Wheezy outta here shady but the cars exotic Two tone Maybach, posted on Wunna got his own drip, niggas aint got it My Bentley ... ... motherfuckin time Swap bodiеs like I got for these Gucci man, Gucci, I know what you want , I got Thug in thе...

Sold out concert Only bad bitches or it wont work, oh Mally Mall Two-hundred thou sold out concert  Only bad hoes or it wont work Kiss my old piece and said its over Pedal to the floor, make my toes hurt Ima have to go and make my cash worth Keeping whats news so they wont lurk Sipping on the drink, you go first Fucking with me comes with perks Went from OG to the purp She didnt even wanna stir Moving so fast it was a blur The cash didnt mean shit to me, alright Swerving hot, I mean sparking when I leave the lot 1942 and it hit the spot Come and get it while its still hot Ima do much more with this cash then just flash Sitting on leather or cashmere Looking at Ben Frank in the mirror Ima throw the money like a spear Smoking loud, they heard us loud and clear Two-hundred thou sold out concert Only bad hoes or it wont work Kiss my home peace and said its over Pedal to the floor, make my toes hurt Ima have to go and make my cash worth Keeping whats news so they wont lurk Sipping on the drink, you go first Fucking with me comes with perks Fifty-thousand bitches at the concert Put you in a two door Bentley, swear I could be your private sponsor Got my hair same color my fur they said that Im going bonkers Rockstars all on my jeans and shirts, I keep more shit than I ponder The hate cant stop my drip, step off my collar Bae behind your face, no waste, my bitch wasnt a model I been came a long way , a grade, my first gun was a revolver Now I get biddies from state to state , my name worth means a dollar Two-hundred thou sold out in the concert No women nothing, wont work Got a spaceship landing on earth Watching a new Chrome Heart purse Her pussy sweeter than starburst In LA I feel like a dodger You jewelry looking like copper Two-hundred thou sold out concert Only bad hoes or it wont work Kiss my home peace and said its over Pedal to the floor, make my toes hurt Ima have to go and make my cash worth Keeping whats news so they wont lurk Sipping on the drink, you go first Fucking with me comes with perks

Ay C4, ay ay bro Look at her right there, brodie 4Bombs, baby Get some cash and throw it on a slut Pop tags and everything plush Got ass and blow me like dust Im in Atlanta and smokin on kush Take a xan, whip the Benz truck Drop bands on a YSL cup Ready for a Hi-Tec, ready for my lunch Ridin, its a foreign but the back dont Speed, police cant touch in the , I iced out Shine a different color like Shawty thats a really Gelato I aint messin with Runtz Killers gotta keep em in the cut Make a whole million in a month Yeah, at the top You bad, give me some top Got swag, drip, I swap Dont ask bout none my ops Make the wrong move, get popped You cant do me like pop in her pussy got lock Dolce & Gabbana on the sauce make the fox Ima buy a coat from a fox Go and get your roll off the lot Gunna got a lot Young nigga cooking in the pot Diamonds covering up the whole watch Diamonds, you got too many spots on my body by Get some cash and throw it on a slut Pop tags and everything plush Got ass and blow me like dust Im in Atlanta and smokin on kush Take a xan, whip the Benz truck Drop bands on a YSL cup Ready for a Hi-Tec, ready for my lunch Ridin, its a foreign but the back dont Speed, police cant touch in the , I iced out Shine a different color like Shawty thats a really Gelato I aint messin with Runtz Killers gotta keep em in the cut Make a whole million in a month Get some cash and throw it on a slut Pop tags and everything plush Got ass and blow me like dust Im in Atlanta and smokin on kush Take a xan, whip the Benz truck Drop bands on a YSL cup Ready for a Hi-Tec, ready for my lunch Ridin, its a foreign but the back dont Speed, police cant touch in the , I iced out Shine a different color like Shawty thats a really Gelato I aint messin with Runtz Killers gotta keep em in the cut Make a whole million in a month

These niggas got me fucked up See em in the street like whats up? Catch em down bad, get bust up None of my niggas no busters All of my niggas got bustdowns Run through the sack when I touch down Sold em and aint even touched em My plug he just landed from Russia I go to the hole and I score the bucket Pretty lil bitch want to suck it Remember them days I had nothing I got all this shit off of hustling Headshot, my niggas aint aiming at no leg shot Red dots, all you little pussy niggas gotta die Cook up, I cook up a pie Southside and shout out to Pie All of my bitches they bi Everywhere I got a fire I drop the top at the red light I get you shot if you say it twice Percocet, yeah thats a med night I want some head tonight You get a verse if your bread right Im on a private flight I got a bitch, she a head doctor Cant say too much cause the feds watching Im just bench pressin all these hoes Still rockin designer clothes White bitch playin with they nose Look at that bad bitch on that pole We show up and we sell out shows You know its bros over hoes Chasin that bread til I get it Hop in that Vette, Ima hit it Im on the way to the riches Mission to go get these millions Constantly dodgin the sentence Hop out, I jump over fences Im havin more hoes than Hendrix I call up my boy, I pour up a four I told you its bros over bitches You broke niggas never gon listen I won an award, got suicide doors Im knockin the doors off the hinges I kill it, I dont want to end it Got water all over my arm I struggled all way to the morn They dig it, they say Im a charm That ting on me large We cashin, not swipin these cards Im thinkin bout coppin a Porsche And Gunna he gonna get more Im just bench pressin all these hoes Still rockin designer clothes White bitch playin with they nose Look at that bad bitch on that pole We show up and we sell out shows You know its bros over hoes

Lil shawty on fye I need her on my side Stuff my Backwood get high Complimenting my fly I’m dat nigga dat guy Fashion Week in NY Double C like a spy She put double C on her eye All of these corners sharp might wreck da Bentley in the hills My bitches coming dressed to kill I fuck for hours off a pill Don’t hit my hoe up just to chill I swear my life come wit a bill I never had a bitch to keep it real So baby let’s take a trip out to Brazil Baby let’s go far I don’t do slow cars Wedding cake in my wood ain’t no gars These niggas got no heart I been built for this shit from the start She got a good head.... smart Cuff like a cop I’m Paul Blart Cause I’m in the mood for that She get in her mood fast I’m in love wit her rude ass She act like da manager make sure da kid neva late I hope he don’t get outta pocket cause we neva run out of k’s Private plane, private plane baby we don’t do delays I’m missin yo face, I ain’t seen u in some days Came from Wing Bonz now we eat NoBu now I stunt on my old boo now These niggas watching me like roku now Lil shawty on fye I need her on my side Stuff my Backwood get high Complimenting my fly I’m dat nigga dat guy Fashion Week in NY Double C like a spy She put double C on her eye All of these corners sharp might wreck da Bentley in the hills My bitches coming dressed to kill I fuck for hours off a pill Don’t hit my hoe up just to chill I swear my life come wit a bill I never had a bitch to keep it real So baby let’s take a trip out to Brazil I paid a thousand dollars for a seal I took me 2/4 of a pill I painted rose gold on the wheels I got a new home in the hills I put these clothes on and I drip, ahhhhh Ima make sure you and yours straight Got me some gold on like a ace It came wit backward doors, its a Wraith I got me 2 lawyers on a case, I got on 2 watches, how Im late? Gunna take 2 hoes on a date Pockets on sumo, a lot of weight Rockin some Balmain by the way Swear I need all mine I cant wait Had to put diamonds in my face Gunna a YSL renegade Livin in Miami for a day I had a long flight, had to pour a eighth Smokin Gelato, not the haze Bitch is a freak she let me fuck her face Gunna a playa, I dont gotta pay Lil shawty on fye I need her on my side Stuff my Backwood get high Complimenting my fly I’m dat nigga dat guy Fashion Week in NY Double C like a spy She put double C on her eye All of these corners sharp might wreck da Bentley in the hills My bitches coming dressed to kill I fuck for hours off a pill Don’t hit my hoe up just to chill I swear my life come wit a bill I never had a bitch to keep it real So baby let’s take a trip out to Brazil

Yeah, hey Hey I had fell to the ground, I was down with no damn money With nobody else around, fuck my friends, I got dead homies Fuck the feds and the stress, but we gotta keep that bread comin Yeah, I can tell you bout the rest I been dreamin bout these blue hundreds Pull out me a vette, watch I land on it Molly color tan, look like sand on it Bag , got it color coded Im hollerin at my mans, he just copped a Rover What you need nigga? Place your order This shit in from across the border Gunna good with that Florida water These Givenchys came from Mr. Porter Im one hundred but I blew a quarter Young nigga might be fucking on your daughter I dont give a damn, I wont ever love her Young Gunna the man, aint no damn nother I used to go scam with my scam brothers Had to feed my fam, eat that bread and butter I feel like a man, I aint fail my mother Ever since I was a child, we been had each other Ima grind, get that dough, Ima grind, get that dough Ima grind, get that dough, yeah Still got junkies knockin on my door, yeah Ima have to order me some more, yeah Ima grind, get that dough, Ima grind, get that dough Ima grind, get that dough, yeah I looked at my wrist, I got it froze, yeah I cant sleep, Im dreamin bout some more racks I had fell to the ground, I was down with no damn money With nobody else around, fuck my friends, I got dead homies Fuck the feds and the stress, but we gotta keep that bread comin Yeah, I can tell you bout the rest I been dreamin bout these blue hundreds Fuckin your old ho in my new condo Fuckin’ with some locs, I got blue hunchos All my niggas ruthless and real cut-throat Im just tryna get these Ms and go swim, lil boat I was layin in the bed, daydreamin bout these dead presidents Then it started comin Two tone presidential Rollie cost some money Forty one big faces, aint no All white ‘vette, call it snow bunny Cuban link, this shit so flooded I fuck her on a mink and she came on it I told her if its real, put my name on it Neighborhood Six O, I got stain homie I hope all you lames keep on hatin on it Big house on a lake, got it gate coded If you know this shit was comin, you would wait won’t you? Ima grind, get that dough, Ima grind, get that dough Ima grind, get that dough, yeah Still got junkies at the door, yeah I might cook me up some more, yeah Ima grind, get that dough, Ima grind, get that dough Ima grind, get that dough, yeah Plain Jane, I got it froze, yeah Bout to count me up some more racks I had fell to the ground, I was down with no damn money With nobody else around, fuck my friends, I got dead homies Fuck the feds and the stress, but we gotta keep that bread comin Yeah, I can tell you bout the rest I been dreamin bout these blue hundreds

Shoutout 808Melo Yeah, oh, yeah Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, yeah Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior Mmm, I gotta be paranoid Grippin that FN, you know the streets at war Leadin to one thing, make sure you lock the door They hate that Im locked in, you gotta watch your door Im sorry, but Im not sorry Cops pull me over cause Im in a Rari Got topped off from lil mama ridin shotty Man, Woo gon shake the room, might catch a body Real niggas, we love to party, like every day I bought that bitch a Mazi, we to the grave Baby boy in Taraji, I took some molly Float like Im Ali, tryna stay sane Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior I just did six days in London, paranoia Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon Thoughts in my head, know that Im Woo When you see me, you know that Im Woo When you see me, you know that Im Woo I said paranoia, I got some thoughts in my head Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior Thats the paranoia, oh, the paranoia I said Im paranoid, paranoia In my Dior

Run to the money, pronto Dior pouch full of hundos Pent house, elevator front door  Let my ex keep the condo I move to LA like Rondo Cash talking all in my combo You bad, Ima let my gun go See a ass in a Loius V puncho Boarded up the window, this a bando Bag coming in by the truckload Ring and its red with baguettes in the row Vs with the S, she got lost in the ocean Aint no cap, we put Ms in motion Straight up out the bottom, used to live with roaches Diamonds like tears soaking All of this drip, its clear we were chosen Swag all day, built like , she do what I say Birthday cake, keep my family straight, look how much we make Anyway, nigga cant get in my way, not even on a bad day We mad paid, she can make her ass shake Tip her a bag today Creep, crawling Twin turbo geeked, howling Glock on the seat, forty Patek phillipes, vaulted Hermes stroller hold a toddler I can see the plot, call it Ottawa This AP three hundred, you follow it Put the drip on her face and she swallow it Run to the money, pronto Dior pouch full of hundos Pent house, elevator front door Let my ex keep the condo I move to LA like Rondo Cash talking all in my combo You bad, Ima let my gun go See a ass in a Loius V puncho Boarded up the window, this a bando Bag coming in by the truckload Ring and its red with baguettes in the row Vs with the S, she got lost in the ocean Aint no cap, we put Ms in motion Straight up out the bottom, used to live with roaches Diamonds like tears soaking All of this drip, its clear we were chosen

I put that shit on, drip to the gods Have all these brauds, all the Poochy on me, swimmin in sauce Smoke a nigga like cigars Diamonds is hitting, dont see no flaws Still with the shits, it aint no facade Aint loving these brauds, protecting my heart Fell in love once, it made me a dogg Get all this paper, I ball like a dog Amiri my jeans, I put this shit on Grabbing Chanel, I buy out the store Got my bitch some tittys, that shit aint no cost Talkin like a dentist, a young nigga flaus Came in the game, hungry and raw Still got the strap, who the fuck you gon rob? 20 bands all in 20s, like I still do fraud Remember them days I would get ignored Sit back, and I fuck her raw I aint even gon touch her, pass her to my dog Greedy my statis, bitch Im a boss I cant be fucking anybody, you give that pussy to just about everybody Goofy lil bitch probably got plenty boddies Cuffing that bitch, hell na, I aint bout it I put that shit on, drip to the gods Have all these brauds, all the Poochy on me, swimmin in sauce Smoke a nigga like cigars Diamonds is hitting, dont see no flaws Still with the shits, it aint no facade Aint loving these brauds, protecting my heart Fell in love once, it made me a dogg She broke my heart, and it made me a dog Do it all for the mob Now I dont talk, put the dick in her jaw Im on defense, put it on pause Stare at the kid, but I dont ever respond Fuck with these brauds, no, I dont fuck with these brauds You still in my eyes, even when Im still with the guys Run up that carbin, Im ready to ride Sound like space when you live in the sky I got some Berkins, whatever the price Water on me, I stay hitting the night I rap up the might I put that shit on, drip to the gods Have all these brauds, all the Poochy on me, swimmin in sauce Smoke a nigga like cigars Diamonds is hitting, dont see no flaws Still with the shits, it aint no facade Aint loving these brauds, protecting my heart Fell in love once, it made me a dogg Fell in love once, got my feelings hurt Now I gotta put a nigga first So much Gucci, should be sponcered by Gucci That aint my girl, I just sponcer her pussy Hundreds is blue like they Crippin Strap on me, Im a bully The only thing you taking from me is a bullet These niggas mad at me, I get it, they shouldnt I walk in and walk out with them bags 30,000 cash, they looking at tags Fucking your bitch, so I copped her a bag Latest Chanel, 50,000 cash When you a baller, that shit come with that I spend the racks, make it right back Never seen so much money, caught an atack I dont know nothing else but run up them racks I put that shit on, drip to the gods Have all these brauds, all the Poochy on me, swimmin in sauce Smoke a nigga like cigars Diamonds is hitting, dont see no flaws Still with the shits, it aint no facade Aint loving these brauds, protecting my heart Fell in love once, it made me a dogg

Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah I went, I went and got me a bag on these niggas I went , I went and smoke up the wrap on these niggas Bitch, this drum cost a hundred, Ill blow a comma Bitch, Im drippin in Persona, got this game from Gunna I went and got me a mil , then got me a house on the hill You try me, I risk it for real , I dont give a fuck bout the deal Find the ten, baguettey , AJ send the message I had to go boost my credit , eatin this cake, no Anna Mae I blew up on time , what you heard bout Slime? If you reach, you die , oh, you burnt and fried Blow this money weekly, shit, oh, you broke, that leechin shit My shit leakin, bleedin shit, Trackhawk, run it, geekin shit Tell Lil Cobra, Bring that duffle bag Walk in the room, about to blow a bag Put the hundred back cause we stashed it down He a broke nigga, we aint goin for that Get your racket out and stuntin like Serena I got killers right behind me ready to crash out Body count sittin on, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh I made it out the slums, baby, I aint comin back for you I did time in the cell , Im bout to give em hell They say the quarter ticket, they thought I wasnt gon make bail I went, I went and got me a bag on these niggas I went , I went and smoke up the wrap on these niggas Bitch, this drum cost a hundred, Ill blow a comma Bitch, Im drippin in Persona, got this game from Gunna I went and got me a mil , then got me a house on the hill You try me, I risk it for real , I dont give a fuck bout the deal Find the ten, baguettey , AJ send the message I had to go boost my credit , eatin this cake, no Anna Mae Dont wanna talk to no peasant , you in a boss nigga presence Dont talk, I wont give a confession , big difference, my legacy legend We pull up and kill a contestant, more millions, you niggas came back when we better Popped a Tesla, my pill is electric, I been up four days, man, I need an Excedrin Im backin, Im backin , backin my back and I got some new figures In back of Maybach and lil nigga , I might just go break a bitch back for the Triller We spittin facts and we get pulled over, get lil shawty wet, thats for real, ask the dealer Wunna just rappin and stackin and stayin out the way of these cappin-ass rappers with riddles Necklace wet, need a napkin , I jumped out the bed, made it happen and walk with chin up Put this lil bitch out her pinups, put her in new condominium then paid the rent up Call me a hit, Ima hit her, I told my ex to say next now she salty and bitter Look at the bag gettin bigger, split up the bag with you niggas, two hundred cash at the dealer I went, I went and got me a bag on these niggas I went , I went and smoke up the wrap on these niggas Bitch, this drum cost a hundred, Ill blow a comma Bitch, Im drippin in Persona, got this game from Gunna I went and got me a mil , then got me a house on the hill You try me, I risk it for real , I dont give a fuck bout the deal Find the ten, baguettey , AJ send the message I had to go boost my credit , eatin this cake, no Anna Mae

My main focus is to get up, go get it Make sure my niggas stay with me And we dont fall like bad bitches All we care bout is our riches Came from that pot in that kitchen Play with that money, whole lotta bouta be missed Im talking whole lotta bouta be missed Its a whole lotta these niggas snitching So I just stay up out the way and go get it Got DC White and Gunna Gunna they with it Flew out to LA and I made a million Sitting at the life, Im on top and Im chilling They paying attention to what Im fulfilling Im tryna stack that shit up bout tall as a building In a Maybach, Im riding on Crenshaw Bout to bust a left, Im saucing Then we pull up at Hopping out, all the hood niggas feel me She got the good head like she went to Harvard I buy the diamonds in person, I spoil em Wont lie to you baby, I lie to your honor I know to be with a real nigga, it must be an honor I know your cars rented, but I am an owner Youre not on my level, you gon need a loaner you know that I boned her They was geeking, getting real high like Lamar Odom She said she in love with my style Its a party at the mansion, girls going wild You gon fuck around and have my child Run that money up, I cant leave my homie down My main focus is to get up, go get it Make sure my niggas stay with me And we dont fall like bad bitches All we care bout is our riches Came from that pot in that kitchen Play with that money, whole lotta bouta be missed Im talking whole lotta bouta be missed Its a whole lotta these niggas snitching So I just stay up out the way and go get it Got DC White and Gunna Gunna they with it Dont try to play with me nigga I aint gon play with no nigga Might pull the K on them nigga Had to lay on a nigga I aint even hated, I mentioned I hit this block with them hittas My youngin squeezing them triggers Im tryna live and get richer My life a full motion picture And with all this ambition I know this shit can get bigger It could all be so simple But the haters gon end me I gotta keep me a pistol Better know this shit in me The streets as cold as December So I stay close to the heat Gotta take them boys to sleep Imma go as hard as this beat Growing up got it all out the streets A cold heart, Im a beast We roll it all out the P Me and Duke My main focus is to get up, go get it Make sure my niggas stay with me And we dont fall like bad bitches All we care bout is our riches Came from that pot in that kitchen Play with that money, whole lotta bouta be missed Im talking whole lotta bouta be missed Its a whole lotta these niggas snitching So I just stay up out the way and go get it Got DC White and Gunna Gunna they with it

Lyrics from Snippet ... finally done took off and got a deal I teach my niggas what Im taught and now they label me a boss They keep it real, and thats for real I post wheel, Im so trill My niggas act hard, I leave em roadkill My family grown, I need some more meals Top off of the Don, I give her soul a thrill ...

, we aint gotta tell nobody Got a big bag bussin out your pocket Ridin in a truck with Lil Gotit , we so slimy see my talent Flatscreen blue like Sonic got an advantage Stack my cash all hunnids Flawless baguette pointers, yeah, they cost a pretty penny Got some vibes in Arizona, I just flew em to my city Count a cool huncho from Revolt, shout to Diddy I didnt sell my soul, and my bros, they all with me

Feel like Mr. T, I got on all this gold Got a flawless charm, hangin’ off a diamond rope Walkin’ holdin’ my own, tryna’ reach my goal Wrist negative below, I’m bout’ to catch a cold Stripper at the Lowe’s, I wanna bless you hoes Treatin’ this rap like trap, countin’ cash at every show Drop two door Maybach, two door, drop Phantom Rolls When you tryna’ move round’ me, gotta pay me like a toll Fore’ you get in my whip, make sure that Fanta poured Pretty bitch in my backseat, she got a camel toe Poppin’ that top off the seal, like a Belaire Rose Nothing I wear be cheap, fox inside my coat Diamonds inside of my teeth, help my smile glow I been helpin’ my family eat, rock Gucci like Alpo Smokin’ on a jet with 24 seats, tryna’ see how high I can go Gunna got Aviator drip, I’m international Unh, got me a new cool lawyer, I’m a wagon coat Thick bitch, get in her throat, I’m tryna gag the hoe Pass the bands out like a xan, call it Closet like a fashion show Feel like Mr. T, I got on all this gold Got a flawless charm, hangin’ off a diamond rope Walkin’ holdin’ my own, tryna’ reach my goal Wrist negative below, I’m bout’ to catch a cold Stripper at the Lowe’s, I wanna bless you hoes Treatin’ this rap like trap, countin’ cash at every show Drop two door Maybach, two door, drop Phantom Rolls Cannot charge me for breakin’ and entering You know I gotta get on I been buying heavy artillery, let the war begin My lil slime just like a mini me Take care of him just like my kid Ain’t tellin’ no lies, I swear I been a G Run around sippin’ this mid My Rolex sayin’ it’s negative degrees I can’t even feel my wrist I won’t hit yo hoe no more, last time she left lipstick on my dick Fucked your hoe like she my hoe, I gave her every inch All this money, still remember I was broke, I swear I’ll never forget Man I stay in the sky, I feel like a pilot Puttin’ this money in a pile, watch me dive in Diamonds real close to my chin, like a violin All my whips European, don’t know what I ride in Feel like Mr. T, I got on all this gold Got a flawless charm, hangin’ off a diamond rope Walkin’ holdin’ my own, tryna’ reach my goal Wrist negative below, I’m bout’ to catch a cold Stripper at the Lowe’s, I wanna bless you hoes Treatin’ this rap like trap, countin’ cash at every show Drop two door Maybach, two door, drop Phantom Rose

I couldnt even trust the bitch if I wanted to Niggas be cappin, talking about what they gonna do Dripping in designer like Zoboomafoo Probably fucking on his bitch, no he aint got a clue She probably swear to God that she wont lie to you Already doin the shit you niggas tryna do I could call that lil bitch if I wanted to Baby lets have some fun, we leaving with a few Baby lets have some fun, I wanna fuck on your crew Extendo on my gun, shit like World War II Living like wild animals from the zoo Take me an orange Adderall like DS2 Spread them racks on my bed, I got loafs of bread That bitch Hi-Tech red, give me that super head Gunna gon make you beg, down for the dick you spread Balmain cover my legs, no I aint rocking no mags Hope you get out your feelings, go and get in your bag Bet you keep your semi, aint no going out sad Ice all over my body, its just like an ice attack Like my drip so they copy, shit like Simon Says Umm, I ride that Rolls, yeah Umm, didnt sell my soul, yeah Umm, designer clothes, yeah Umm, buy out the store, hey I couldnt even trust the bitch if I wanted to Niggas be cappin, talking about what they gonna do Dripping in designer like Zoboomafoo Probably fucking on his bitch, no he aint got a clue She probably swear to God that she wont lie to you Already doin the shit you niggas tryna do I could call that lil bitch if I wanted to Baby lets have some fun, we leaving with a few Stop drop and roll, baby just get on your knees I made her hard and she be begging me please And she be screaming my name, I just came back from Belize They know Im riding with loads, poppin like sesame seeds We in LA in the hills, Neimans you know what it is My bitch ass fat and its real Dont want that drank, it aint sealed Im on her ass like some brake lights, she like that dick in the rear Bring her ass back like a pimp, think I cant trust her for real I couldnt even trust the bitch if I wanted to Niggas be cappin, talking about what they gonna do Dripping in designer like Zoboomafoo Probably fucking on his bitch, no he aint got a clue She probably swear to God that she wont lie to you Already doin the shit you niggas tryna do I could call that lil bitch if I wanted to Baby lets have some fun, we leaving with a few

I can hear the crowd scream my name and I love it You can look around and you still wont see me coming Used to seeing clouds, uh, and now the sky sunny Im performing, Rolling Loud, got my fans, star-studded I hustled as a child, went from nothing to something Lost and I was found, I fell in love with the money Remember they had doubt but I know only God can judge me I remember they had doubt but you know only God can judge me Treat you like my sister Im protecting her like Tony Im 100 to my homies And unloyal to you phonies Only speak the real This a Gunna testimony You fake as hell And I can tell you tryna clone me Go back to your town Aint no crown for no rogies I come from Atlanta Where we take a nigga cookie Too much love, I handle it I know he understood me Im like Trayvon in my hoodie Lotta cash without no footage Told her zero opinions And you know we come and take it I hit her when I land Got a show right here at Tootsies Million-dollar brand Take young Gunna a pussy Young promoter come and book me He a Southside nigga with I can hear the crowd scream my name and I love it You can look around and you still wont see me coming Used to seeing clouds, uh, and now the sky sunny Im performing, Rolling Loud, got my fans, star-studded I hustled as a child, went from nothing to something Lost and I was found, I fell in love with the money Remember they had doubt but I know only God can judge me I remember they had doubt but you know only God can judge me Young Gunna in a whole nother lane Call me Tory Im rich as fuck I cant explain the whole story Suffered like 4 Ls Now I got a million in Jewelry Im doing my own I swear my heart is the purest Lamborgini Urus And it used to be a Buick Travelling round the world Man I feel like a tourist Gunna the drip lord So you know Im in the newest Dripping like a fluid Im a stoner, get used to it Laughing to the bank Cause Im getting money like Im Jewish My L.A. weed stank Youd think Im smoking out a sewage Fuck what you think I know you thought I wouldnt do it Fuck what you think Young Gunna flowing like a poet I can hear the crowd scream my name and I love it You can look around and you still wont see me coming Used to seeing clouds, uh, and now the sky sunny Im performing, Rolling Loud, got my fans, star-studded I hustled as a child, went from nothing to something Lost and I was found, I fell in love with the money Remember they had doubt but I know only God can judge me I remember they had doubt but you know only God can judge me

Me and Lil Keed, we poured up a six Oh yeah, lets go, Kay9ine Fuck all the cops and fuck all the pigs Uh Me and Lil Keed, we poured up a six Fuck all the cops and fuck all the pigs I push your top, drop cash on your wig We spin the block, hop back on the bridge Pocket got knots, the car cost a crib Designer the socks, its creme de la creme , yeah, my denim a M We cannot stop, we chasing these Ms Speedin in the Bentley coupe, yeah I can see when the camera in the rear Overseas, I just landed in a Lear Cop a Patek, I might pop another pill Real hot stallions, gotta fuck her in a chair You waited for the bail, I was playin with the bells like to talk, a lotta bands on the shelf Yeah, say you getting money, I couldnt tell , yeah Seats in the coupe, seashell , yeah Water on me like a wishing well, yeah Baguettes in the Rollie as well Do the whole dash and we aint stand 12 Leave the block quiet, leave body leave shells You make the wrong move, catch a foul, call you ref Hood Baby, me and Gunna-Wunna smoking Biscotti Catch your main ho, make a real movie I told her take it off, I dont do sneak peeks If she slime out, get some bands at least Bust down the Rollie, put the time on freeze Ride with FN and .223s Yall niggas shrimp, man, Im so out your reach Me and Lil Keed, we poured up a six Fuck all the cops and fuck all the pigs I push your top, drop cash on your wig We spin the block, hop back on the bridge Pocket got knots, the car cost a crib Designer the socks, its creme de la creme , yeah, my denim a M We cannot stop, we chasing these Ms

Told her to put that shit on Told her to put that shit on Young Gunna, Young Gunna the one Dark-ass shades, haters cant see my face Secure my vibe, hater get out my space Foreign my car, hold on, foreign my bitch, okay Big-ol guns, hitters on deck, dont play Just checking my funds, Heart frozen, you can tell Im a product of the motherfucking slums Strap in my palms, gorilla in the streets, yeah, Comme des Garçons with the Rick Owens on me, show em how to put this shit on Ima show em how put this shit on Fashion show at Louis Vuitton I put Dior on my Jordan 1s I put the Rolls Royce droptop down Got a nice breeze and I feel the sun Biscotti weed coming out my lungs Get a lot of Gs, I can spend em for fun She never seen, now Im one over one Young Gunna, Young Gunna the one He talking real tough like he never been stung I hope that lil boy know I come with a gun Slimy and shady, dont back down for none I count up it daily, unlimited funds {?} the money gon come I still got a habit, they thought I was done Dark-ass shades, haters cant see my face Secure my vibe, hater get out my space Foreign my car, hold on, foreign my bitch, okay Big-ol guns, hitters on deck, dont play Just checking my funds, Heart frozen, you can tell Im a product of the motherfucking slums Strap in my palms, gorilla in the streets, yeah, Comme des Garçons with the Rick Owens on me, show em how to put this shit on Dark-ass shades Ima show em how to put this shit on Big rackades Ima show em how to put this shit on Jumped right off the ship now Im warm Amiri my britches, I dior my kicks, Ima show em how to put this shit on My bitch cant wear Need a six to perform My lil college freak like fucking in her dorm When I put the gang on a charm With Gunna and I got a gun Put that shit on, I do that for fun, been doing it since I was young Im shining on time Wipe that boy nose, when he know I was slime dripper, cant fuck with your kind My diamonds, they blind Thats why I gotta rock... Dark-ass shades, haters cant see my face Secure my vibe, hater get out my space Foreign my car, hold on, foreign my bitch, okay Big-ol guns, hitters on deck, dont play Just checking my funds, Heart frozen, you can tell Im a product of the motherfucking slums my palms, gorilla in the streets, yeah, Comme des Garçons with the Rick Owens on me, show em how to put this shit on

Yeah, yeah, lets go Right on our time, you know how I roll Me and Lil Gotit, we drip on the road Slatt Gotit, Slatt Gotit, you know how it go Mr. Young Wunna dont know how to fold 10Fifty, I love you High profile nigga, my sneakers two Gs We lit now, remember we rappin for fees My pockets a maze, got all kind of cheese I fucked up the belly and dont care the fee Hot like a fire, top off at the light High as a kite, I dont care the degrees Niggas get whacked over envy and greed My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed Watch cause they plotting, watch causе they plotting Study like sciencе, real niggas dying Please think again, dont follow this Aint taking no chances, Im striking like lightning Im covered in diamonds She think Im slow but I know that Im slimy Dick on this pole, you can call me your highness Cant love no more, Im a muhfucking giant Yeah, yeah, yeah Pull up in a shark, great white Im a blue snake and I bite Chrome Heart crosses for Christ Im stuck in shawty head like lice Still tryna get my cousin out for life We in the new trap bringing back the rice High profile nigga, my sneakers two Gs We lit now, remember we rappin for fees My pockets a maze, got all kind of cheese I fucked up the belly and dont care the fee Hot like a fire, top off at the light High as a kite, I dont care the degrees Niggas get whacked over envy and greed My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed Jumped off the Porsche, yeah, we landed in checks Z01 push-start, it dont need a key I put some slimes in his face, he cant breathe Fucking her best friend, she know Ima cheat Wunna put us in a Lamb, we breathe My youngin gon push up with sticks, talk is cheap I got some Fear of God drip all on me Diamonds gon hit, they knock out the ring We got on Cartier, yeah, with these rings Gave her a Percocet, she sucked on me Muhfuck the cap, she cum in the mouth Threw back an Addy and got in her drawers Just like a heart, yeah Im all in her throat Play with me, choppers gon rip at his throat Slatt, slatt, slime, three in a row My shoes all-white, they collab with the GOAT High profile nigga, my sneakers two Gs We lit now, remember we rappin for fees My pockets a maze, got all kind of cheese I fucked up the belly and dont care the fee Hot like a fire, top off at the light High as a kite, I dont care the degrees Niggas get whacked over envy and greed My time to go spin the block for Lil Keed

Thugger sips Man, nowadays, like... coughs I dont even wanna see the victory, nam sayin? I dont even wanna see the... the records I broke, nam sayin? Nevermind that, you nam sayin? Cause when you see it, you nam sayin? The moment you see it... You start taking heat for it... And you slow your roll, you nam sayin? I dont ever wanna slow my roll, I wanna always feel like I didnt break the records, you nam sayin? So I can keep breaking records... Dig that Ashin blunts inside my Grammys Porsche Calado nigga, whip it panoramic Clothes neat, shoes tied, like Im bout to run it Concierge tryna get me sent up off the planet Trick or Treat like a lil old boy Chop off the top and I leave it down You riding with me, truth or dare? Pull off in a foreign coupe-coupe-coupe Cash on delivery, whoop-whoop-whoop You told me that you living, but me too Cash talk always, runnin through the hallways Chasin money always, answer, never call back All my niggas racked up, all my bitches bad, yeah If he play, then mask up, gon shoot em up-up, hey My momma a black panther just like Cam Newton I pray to the Lord, then I start shootin I get thrax for my soul, but they gotta prove it Eeny-meeny-miny-moe, nigga, lets do it Gon and get it off your chest Get some more clips and get a vest Get around your bitch and give her less Shoot em in his flesh and watch him rest Catch your bitch and make the bitch flush Catch your bitch and watch his bitch lush Drain the babies, baby, better not flush Icy, who want it with us? Three hundred twelve thousand for a Bentley truck Another fifty just to pipe the system up A hundred eighty thousand for the Patek Everybody whippin, Super Mario Everybody livin, aint no Everybody really gettin they own dough Everybody whippin up they own coke Everybody subscribing they own folks Everybody know, you say you dont know Everybody bitches getting lipo Everybody livin to the fullest All these hoes are stallions like they broncos Bronco Bronco Bronco Gunna My momma a black panther just like Thugga momma too I know you wanna fuck me baby, gon and tell the truth They thought it was a game til I started bustin out the roof when I ride through I done been through so much, I been lied to I wouldnt tell you go do something I wouldnt do System so fucked up, I cant go by the rules They just made a law I couldnt abide to I wouldnt go out sad even if I tried to Lately I been eatin steak and not no fast food You been sellin music off of iTunes Fuck who askin everything new Said we goin up and bro, its times two I just tell security Let them dimes through You know we fuck these bitches all around the city We fuck em by the two, we ménagin it Put her on a jet, I let her fly with me Told them bitches Come on, spend some time with me Private Leers takin off, the lean spillin Man, I need to wake up, think Im still dreamin They callin for these pints, these niggas still fiendin Hope the Lord protect me from the real demons Had a party, was so crazy, cleaners still cleanin Smashin in them Beamers, nigga, wheely beamin I just made some friends that like to eat the semen Told my niggas that Im done, aint fuckin with the pieces Hit a nigga block and leave em rest in pieces I tried to tell em listen, nigga, we them teachers We the teachers

Yeah YSL, the blue side We got Young Gunna, Young Nechie, you know what Im sayin? The new, the two newest members of YSL Yeah Kitty, kitty, kitty Playin, we gon rip up your whole city Hurricane, hurricane, hurricane Bitches said do it like a bet So I went and put some water round my neck Gunna gon and went and got the check Young nigga fresh off a jet Im climbing to the top, watch your step I came to shoot a movie, Michael Phelps I pour up and I lean to the left I dont think the nigga hear me, might be deaf Pull up in the Rolls Type of bullets make you bleed when they melt 100 we dont need no annouc You could throw a private party, make the bitches strip think I need to pop a pill Late night on the that Young Gunna live Still got my mind on my money Pourin up the mud and the muddy I got it out the grind, out the mud, I was dirty The AP rose gold and the shine never sunning Sixty pointers looking like baguettes Used to want a Rollie til I seen a Patek YSL, motherfuck the rest gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it I had to skip a mil I was hungry stackin Ms getting money gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it I had to skip a mil I was hungry stackin Ms getting money Aw, Im rich I laugh at and fuck on you bitches, aw Man, a menace I walk with a 30 might listen wings 40 pointers in the I still serve a fiend You gotta grind if you want it Go Slime wipe yo nose clean Thugger thugger thats my bro I iced out the Jesus See the diamonds in the Rollie I pull up and spray juice Left a hole in your homie Drive the foreign like its stolen Fuckin bitches in the Nechie Nechie Im a monster Made a profit off a YSL be the sponser Middle finger to your honor YSL be the sponser gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it I had to skip a mil I was hungry stackin Ms getting money gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it gotta grind if you want it I had to skip a mil I was hungry stackin Ms getting money

Man, hello Yeah, okay, yeah, okay Yeah Yeah, okay ho A nigga play, he end up missin Louis slippers, I aint slippin I been ballin, Scottie Pippen We-we been grindin, tryna get it A thousand pounds on the floor in the kitchen Brazil, come break em down Have my young niggas come shake you down I aint drippin, bitch, Im sticky Straight A, cost a ticket Paid cash, not rented My young niggas countin digits Your bitch mouth so sticky I might pull up in a Bentley Hu-hunnid rounds in a glizzy Ill shoot until its empty Itll leave a nigga sticky Got, got cheese like Wеndys Tell your ho, Come gеt it Tell her bring her friend with her Pussy good, Ill tip em Im just tryna get richer I-Im tryna stack me some commas M-Make them lil niggas put sticks on your mama Fuck nigga, do you want drama? A nigga play, he end up missin Louis slippers, I aint slippin I been ballin, Scottie Pippen We-we been grindin, tryna get it A thousand pounds on the floor in the kitchen Brazil, come break em down Have my young niggas come shake you down I aint drippin, bitch, Im sticky Rollie on me cost a fifty, bust down, bitch sticky All this money on me sticky, all these hoes on me sticky Draco, thats a stick , itll leave a nigga sticky Bad bitch ridin with me , and her pussy so sticky Sticky, Im poppin Percs like they Ritalin every day Country boy call us a hundred play Call the migos and tell them, Come, ándale Got a stick in the vest, Arnold Schwarzenegger Nigga know not to play, we go extra crazy Hop out, drippin like I just came straight off a mannequin New car, hit the block, then start panickin I got your bitch and her panties wet I done ran it up, a nigga cant handle me Im on the run with my manager Yeah, her pussy stay sticky We got room for more bitches Bought her hair with long inches Half a million independent Half a mill put in the ceilin Take a look at us, we winnin Gettin money, never endin Double Gs all in the linen Come in your spot and gon lay it down Jacket on me done like cost a pound We get some bands, then break em down I cannot hear you, Im on the mountain She a lil freak, I come in her mouth Come to the spot, fuck her on the couch Yeah, Rollie, we buss em down Yeah, booked in another town A nigga play, he end up missin Louis slippers, I aint slippin I been ballin, Scottie Pippen We-we been grindin, tryna get it A thousand pounds on the floor in the kitchen Brazil, come break em down Have my young niggas come shake you down I aint drippin, bitch, Im sticky Rollie on me cost a fifty, bust down, bitch sticky All this money on me sticky, all these hoes on me sticky Draco, thats a stick , itll leave a nigga sticky Bad bitch ridin with me , and her pussy so sticky A nigga play, he end up missin

Big 40 Producer IMixNation for real Gang gang, nigga, and I aint worryin about the rest Ayy, I took my shades off, Im tryna see who got a check I ran that bag up and put some ice up on my neck Dont ever disrespect me, know my class is VVS Its gang gang bitch, and I aint worryin about the rest Ayy, I traded sleep for success Damn, I traded sleep for success I traded sleep for success Gang gang nigga, and I aint worryin bout the rest Ayy, I took the Carters off, Im tryna see who got a check And I aint come to party, I only party for the check Shawty I dont do no date, Im here for pussy and some neck Dont ever disrespect, you know these diamonds VVS I left my old ho cause she couldnt keep the pussy wet I fired my old shooter, he took to long to get em whacked I see that bankroll, but boy you got that off of rap I got them thangs bro, I brought this jewelry from the trap No cap, I keep straps No sleep, I sacrificed that Get money, seven days a week You dont hustle, that means you dont eat Im tryna see it Ayy I took my shades off, Im tryna see who got a check I ran that bag up and put some ice up on my neck Dont ever disrespect me, know my class is VVS Its gang gang bitch, and I aint worryin about the rest Ayy, I traded sleep for success Damn, I traded sleep for success I traded sleep for success Gang gang nigga, and I aint worryin bout the rest I come with my gang, I dont care bout the rest Ice all inside the Patek Cuban link chokers round the turtleneck Quans, I got em all black These shits is pricey, cost a couple stacks These niggas play crazy til they get whacked I got on these shades tryna see these lil racks Im wearing my jeans, I got em from Saks YSL nigga say slatt Yeah, this Saint Laurent cover my back My bro go this shit off the pack Its nothing but loyalty, thats a known fact You talk when Im turning my back You text like a ho in the chat Sippin on syrup, its so relaxin Bacon, it come back to back Cant love a whore and getting attached Finessing the game for like ten Get you some Ms, catch a Ford Flex This aint a regular Benz, pillows inside the Maybach Ayy I took my shades off, Im tryna see who got a check I ran that bag up and put some ice up on my neck Dont ever disrespect me, know my class is VVS Its gang gang bitch, and I aint worryin about the rest Ayy, I traded sleep for success Damn, I traded sleep for success I traded sleep for success Gang gang nigga, and I aint worryin bout the rest

Everythingll be perfect for you man, all you gotta do is fuckin listen You dig? Im on my chrome heart shit, you know what Im sayin I told my bitch the plan, told my bitch the plan I feel like puttin on my mans, puttin on my bands She dig what Im sayin, dig what Im sayin I might go buy a Lamb and put it on land I just bought some Stans, some Adidas Stans Take over Pakistan, Pakistan Percy mixed with Xans, Perky mixed with Xans We dont play, we sprayin right out the van Yeah, I wan get paid like every day I just wan ball like every day my birthday I just bought some watches but Im still late I see you and your baby lookin thirsty Ayy, Im workin em Insertin em, hmm, Im fuckin, Im birthin em Huh, they babies, Im nursin em Hmm, she stranded, she lurkin em Hmm, Im hot and Im irkin em Uh, I packed up some Percs in there I packed up the work in there I sent it with caution These niggas be fraudin These niggas be flossin They bitches, they dodgin They run from a gangsta nigga They aint used to no weapons All they know is these lame lil niggas Bro what you bang lil nigga? lil nigga The shit you do lame, boy Get some salt on your name, boy Im smokin that ganja, got some ice on my fore arm When I cum, she gon cum, yeah Make her cheer with no pompoms, yeah I told my bitch the plan, told my bitch the plan I feel like puttin on my mans, puttin on my mans She dig what Im sayin, dig what Im sayin I might go buy a Lamb and put it on land I just bought some Stans, some Adidas Stans Take over Pakistan, Pakistan Perky mixed with Xans, Perky mixed with Xans We dont play, we sprayin right out the van Them racks came in by the ten, I lost all my friends New Forgiato rims, new 63 Benz Took risks for the fam, look out for my kin I grind till the end, Tom Ford on my lens How much a nigga gon spend till I make a mil for my family Them niggas, they thought I was average I didnt run when them niggas was after me Chanel on my feet, call em double Cs Im a loc but I run with a bumblebee We some stoners, get high, we gon smoke a tree I rock ice, Ima drip, you gon notice me Bitches lookin at the man I know you diggin what Im sayin with bands Pointers in a wedding band Take a trip across the land Organic weight, Im gainin fans Im tryna make this shit expand They didnt wanna give me a chance So we made a plan I told my bitch the plan, told my bitch the plan I feel like puttin on my mans, puttin on my mans She dig what Im sayin, dig what Im sayin I might go buy a Lamb and put it on land I just bought some Stans, some Adidas Stans Take over Pakistan, Pakistan Percy mixed with Xans, Percy mixed with Xans We dont play, we sprayin right out the van

Yeah Young Gerry, its gettin scary Oh I wanna rock, I wanna rock I wanna rock, I wanna rock  I wanna rock, I wanna rock 1da finna let the raw bass drop If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then I dont want friends, I just want Ms I dont follow trends, I just follow tens Every other week Ima make a M I told her, if you make it hard turn it to a ten Im the type to drop the top while she gives me top Still the white boy in the club that cant Milly Rock Still the same and I made a milli off of pop Come to the land of the hyphy, Im a juggernaut I dont fuck with Xans, I grew up on Pac I get love in Houston the way I rap a lot I dont eat bacon, I dont fuck with cops If I kill the best alive, then its suicide May 24th, Im a Gemini Not a one hit wonder, this is why Im hot No Limit, all I got is Me, Myself & I When I said its her and I, that shit was a lie I wanna rock, I wanna rock I wanna rock, I wanna rock I wanna rock, I wanna rock 1da finna let the raw bass drop If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then I don’t fake to Funk when I fuckin’ flex Keep it 97, I’m a hundred when I’m at your neck, yeah Still ain’t forget what the fuck you said You were lyin’, you were sleepin’ on that dirty bed Old head, man, I’m gettin’ more bread Hatin’ on a young kid, man that shit is so dead Uh Fuck what a hoe said Sniff a line off my dick, that’s what I call a cokehead, uh Feel better, you can hate me then If everybody real, what that make me then? Found out I was a star ’round nine or 10 And shit ain’t really been the same ever since I wanna rock, I wanna rock Run all the way back when I face opps I wanna rock, I wanna rock Boi-1da finna let the raw bass drop I feel better that I made it in Louis sweater on my new bitch, she Canadian We gon let the haters hate again Top blown while we speedin in the latest Benz Latest Benz, Mercedes-Benz Go under, she said aint nobody better than She give me head, make me feel like the president Im cumming while Im thumbing through these presidents Pay me cash or what Gunna in his bag, and this watch cost a car Gotta shine like a star , we above all the law Way too many drugs, I do not trust a cop I ran into the plug and Im not running off I love my niggas also my mom made a boss No, were not showing love, its a line you did cross None of my bitches scrubs, this is dyin just to talk They dissin, they playin with us then you bound to get caught Im feelin lil shawty love, lookin fine when she walk I might just spend a lil dub, I keep mine in the vault We livin it for the club, I be flyin like a hawk Flyin like a hawk I wanna rock, I wanna rock I wanna rock, I wanna rock I wanna rock, I wanna rock 1da finna let the raw bass drop If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then If you feel better, you can hate me then

Only way you gon get rich, you gotta have the right mind Staying on my grizzy, got that money where I reside Came from out the mud, I had to see the bright side Nigga play, its guaranteed we knock his lights out I waited on my time so long I waited on my time so long Ride with my niggas if they right or wrong Ride with my niggas right or wrong We living on the water while they living in the moment Jumped right on the boat, I had em serving Benihana He thought he gon leavе with all these snakes and anacondas I aint havе shit back then, I was in a Honda Then I got back to that bag, I had to take care of my mama Screaming gang-gang shit, we bout to take over the summer Ive been way too humble, I aint taking no more fumbles Ayy, ayy, ayy, modern-day Nino, I dont do not telling We got everything since they wanna know what we selling Younging real reckless We the real steppers Extended clip how I kept it Make me feel better Love it when its cold outside, this that kill weather Me and Duke was side to side, back to back we stepping Foenem know I keep it, tuck it, bust it if they try it Heard an opp had died Fuck him, fuck the other side Had to tell em its a couple real niggas left and we them niggas And the teeth was real good, it made me reconsider Niggas want some smoke, thinking bout who Im gon eat for dinner She left you and came sucked on a winner Only way you gon get rich, you gotta have the right mind Staying on my grizzy, got that money where I reside Came from out the mud, I had to see the bright side Nigga play, its guaranteed we knock his lights out I waited on my time so long I waited on my time so long Ride with my niggas if they right or wrong Ride with my niggas right or wrong Ruthless nights, my hood was full of crime Probably told myself I would get rich ten thousand times Hood politics, my trap thousand bands a pound Slide on end in a hearse, my hood aint saving lives My hood aint saving lives I kept this shit so low, they only gon know what I tell em We built this shit together, we underneath one umbrella This real rap, wrote what you hearing, we like a letter They freed Yak, bout to free Jack and Im feeling better This street life, we turned the studio to a shelter Yeah, Ive been that guy, back in high school, Im kicking Margiela Look him in the eye, see if he tough and gon pull the trigger Just a prototype, playing, portraying, you aint a killer Only way you gon get rich, you gotta have the right mind Staying on my grizzy, got that money where I reside Came from out the mud, I had to see the bright side Nigga play, its guaranteed we knock his lights out I waited on my time so long I waited on my time so long Ride with my niggas if they right or wrong Ride with my niggas right or wrong

M-M-M-Money Musik I just came suicide doors, I got em sick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist New Rollie two-tone gold dont even tick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist Got some tings in the whip and we rolling Driving that bitch like its stolen When I pull out my pockets, they swollen We bring that guap out every time we pop out I just came suicide doors, Im making em sick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist Look, suicide, suicide, love me, hate me, you decide Choose a side, choose a side, I would die for you and I I was on the strip, pager on the hip Hundred on the left hand, razor on the wrist They think Im broke cause Im quiet Im getting more than I ever got but I cant let you hoes evil eye it Im celebrating the profit Im hot but I stay on some cool shit XO the brand, new NWO, Im Razor Ramon with the toothpick They used to call me Stanley two bricks I just came suicide doors, I got em sick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist New Rollie two-tone gold dont even tick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist Got some tings in the whip and we rolling Driving that bitch like its stolen When I pull out my pockets, they swollen We bring that guap out every time we pop out I just came suicide doors, Im making em sick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist Razor on the wrist I can see it glist Hopping out suicide doors Did a tour and it put me on the Forbes I been making hits Need a bigger dish Eat that dick, I treat her like a whore On her knees like she praying to the Lord I done eat her fish Razor on the wrist Beat her up, I got her hating, oh Pussy wet, Im bout to hit her raw Percocets, they got me nodding off Keep a TEC, its smoke, cant call it off Asian bitch, she look like China doll Half an M for the spaceship, I cant walk I just came suicide doors, I got em sick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist New Rollie two-tone gold dont even tick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist Got some tings in the whip and we rolling Driving that bitch like its stolen When I pull out my pockets, they swollen We bring that guap out every time we pop out I just came suicide doors, Im making em sick Razor on the wrist, razor on the wrist

Twelve hundred horses, you gon hear me when Im coming How you tell on yo homie, that dont sit right with my stomach

Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Ha, ice up on my neck and its so frozen Ha, Ima beat that pussy til its swollen Ooh, lil mama, you so chosen I cant even take it from you My baby on fleek, yeah That pussy so sweet, yeah Let that shit drip on my teeth, yeah Yeah, yeah I need me a freak, yeah Dont buy nothin cheap, yeah I keep lil mama on fleek, yeah Yeah, yeah Im on the Forbes list Keep lil mama in Dior drip Educated and she gorgeous Text emoji, I might blow her a kiss Drop a bag, yeah, she know Im rich Ghetto bougie, she aint born shit I-I-Ima ice out her arm and wrist Pinky ring and her charm, it glist Big ol big love, they know Im the shit No basic business, gotta come equipped I love feelin on her tongue and lips Give her 42, she gon tongue the dick Slow it down, jump on the dick Gotta nut and cum on the dick We keep on fuckin, suck on the dick Bouncin almost sprung the dick Lick, lick, lick, swung the dick Head is fire like an arsonist And she hold my kids like an orphanage Diamond ring, bling sparklin A-A-All up in her neck, garglin When we linkin up, partyin You can hit your friend, call em in That wet-wet when Im fallin in Yeah, yeah Ha, ice up on my neck and its so frozen Ha, Ima beat that pussy til its swollen Ooh, lil mama, you so chosen I cant even take it from you My baby on fleek, yeah That pussy so sweet, yeah Let that shit drip on my teeth, yeah Yeah, yeah I need me a freak, yeah Dont buy nothin cheap, yeah I keep lil mama on fleek, yeah Yeah, yeah C-Cause lil mama on fleek, yeah She got a body, got diamonds all over her body, she shine when I beat, yeah She do no runnin, she might call a friend to come jump in, I woke up with three friends No more Armani, she wont rock the latest Givenchy, we back on a spree, yeah Dont waste no time, we can fuck any time, you get hit seven days through the week, yeah You suckin that dick and do all kinda tricks with your tongue, I know you is a freak, yeah My lil shawty fine, grip on me like I cut that iron, a young nigga fiendin Im drippin you out for the season, Emilio for the weekend Then back into town, I shoot to the bank and put sixty racks down on my niece Benz We aint fuckin around, and my lil bitch holdin me down, we aint goin off the deep end Strokin that pussy, Im deep in I cannot stop it from leakin Cant try to break it, I wont bend Game on and they brought the coach in Ima keep sippin this potion Ha, ice up on my neck and its so frozen Ha, Ima beat that pussy til its swollen Ooh, lil mama, you so chosen I cant even take it from you My baby on fleek, yeah That pussy so sweet, yeah Let that shit drip on my teeth, yeah Yeah, yeah I need me a freak, yeah Dont buy nothin cheap, yeah I keep lil mama on fleek, yeah Yeah, yeah Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Tongue me like la-la-la-la-la Baby, wont you come and slide by And come eat it up while I la-la-la? Ha, you know its real Hell yeah, you know its real Wanna hear you scream, dont hold it in Throw that pussy back, and then roll it in Gaspin for her breath, oh, Im in She hollerin, Yella, Im swole again Grab her by the waist, choke her then Three-way love, I poke her friend Ha, ice up on my neck and its so frozen Ha, Ima beat that pussy til its swollen Ooh, lil mama, you so chosen I cant even take it from you— My baby on fleek, yeah That pussy so sweet, yeah Let that shit drip on my teeth, yeah Yeah, yeah I need me a freak, yeah Dont buy nothin cheap, yeah I keep lil mama on fleek, yeah Yeah, yeah

Supah Mario on the beat, nigga Woo Me and Dolly White eatin right now GunWunna Know what Im sayin? Drip severe always, ha You know what Im sayin? Hey Her pussy water like a island Yeah, we trol the private jet, the flight, yeah And Im taking big step, Balenci walkin Yeah, I chop the top and left her salty Yeah, I cut her off, she was stalking Big Young GunnaWunna, Im bossy You gotta post my drip with caution Yeah, I spit it from the heart Been a real one from the start Been rocking Gucci from the start I spent me two hundred on a car Me and Keed speedin in a Porsche Cause he seen me become a star All my bitches out the park I got riches, livin large And we shoot the opps behind the arc Doctor sent my body full of Narcs Threw a big old party at the parts The white Bentley look like a shark I pop this shit and my bars I got cookie filled up in the jar Got some sticks in case they wanna war Really rich, my kids dont have a choice, oh Hey Her pussy water like a island Yeah, we trol the private jet, the flight, yeah And Im taking big step, Balenci walkin Yeah, I chop the top and left her salty Yeah, I cut her off, she was stalking Big Young GunnaWunna, Im bossy You gotta post my drip with caution Yeah, I spit it from the heart I spit this from the heart Had to stay down and stay focused, I had to play my part And that ho aint nothing to me, I pass her to my boy Have a lot of racked up blue cheese, yeah, we ridin in foreign toys , and thats the beauty of it And Ima keep beatin they ass up, until they tired of me And they gon keep eatin the drip up, cause they my lil homies And that shit yall doing, nigga, we been on it And these diamonds frozen, oh-oh Hey Her pussy water like a island Yeah, we trol the private jet, the flight, yeah And Im taking big step, Balenci walkin Yeah, I chop the top and left her salty Yeah, I cut her off, she was stalking Big Young GunnaWunna, Im bossy You gotta post my drip with caution Yeah, I spit it from the heart

Lyrics from Snippets I’m on a whole another level I don’t see competition, I really don’t see no one better It’s Gucci the sweater and I rock Margiela forever, I’m rocking Margiela forever Feel like a king, you a peasant Bitch I be fresh like a reverend, your bitch going to eat me for seconds You don’t want a hard lesson when I pull out the Smith & Wesson We have it hard nowadays, I won’t even sleep in a Westin We have it all, take three shots with you and your best friend Dont fuck with you, nah, I don’t want you anywhere near my section I’m dripping it all, me and Juice WRLD ain’t never going to see a depression Ran up a milli then turned up the city She everything litty Bitch, I’m a boss that will reload the patty I don’t got to talk, cause she already ready She on my phone, told me send her the addy Im smoking on kush and I hope that she steady I’m spending my cash making everyone happy I’m saving my Gs If a nigga run up, he gets popped like a ollie In the studio rolling and tweaking on molly Off a Tesla, I feel like I’m out of my body Rockstar status, just like Osbourne Ozzy Don’t trust nobody, my shotty May catch an opp nigga in the hotel lobby I let the hollow tip blow like a rocket Please don’t get out of pocket Sip codeine till relapse, don’t touch my pockets, it’s fat I ...

CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY (RPs and pure codeine I get too high off memories, ah, too high I got RPs and pure codeine I get too high off memories I just feed off pure energy You could pass me my drank) Cut up like this ten fade, feed em the whole stick Shawty like Im brick man, but I hit a swish Every time I got low, had to hit a blitz Judge gave him a ten for tryna stack a ten You could never see cause you was never here Is he real? That just depend the situation he in Had to stack my lil Ls to get a big win They peeped my page, followed my song And now they want the trend I got RPs and pure codeine I get too high off memories I just feed off pure energy You could pass me my drank (I got RPs and pure codeine I get too high off memories I just feed off pure energy You could pass me my drank) I get high up off my past, stay with the present so I could see the future Proper preparation, stay on, told you, I could prolly teach ya Feed niggas with long tablespoons so they could never reach you Misguided, off-track, young niggas crashin, OGs sittin, speechless But who am I? And I still practice what I preach cause I know God aint through with me, yeah Still all mine Brand new Glock .17, this bitch came with thirty, yeah I got RPs and pure codeine I get too high off memories I just feed off pure energy You could pass me my drank (I got RPs and pure codeine I get too high off memories I just feed off pure energy You could pass me my drank) I pour up soda, got me leanin over As I pour a four , someone pass the Dulc Doctor said, Tell me what you need and Im gon fill your order Perkies, codeine, and some pretty rollers Two hunnid just to land the jet and piss in corner Im rockin water , and it come from Florida I ran outta cream soda and poured up a cola Run into these drugs, they beam us and pour it up I get so high off pure codeine I got so high off Perky RPs I got so high , so high (I got RPs and pure codeine I get too high off memories I just feed off pure energy You could pass me my drank) CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY

Lyrics from Snippets She said dont tell on the You took the words right out of my mouth I took the bitch out of her , then dropped the bitch off in the south I nutted all over her face, and now she look like a cow Lets go to Saint-Tropez, this bitch bout to spring out the house Monica Lewinsky, pass me a friend, I did a spin, ski, out of a Benz, ski Everything is fancy, aint paying cheap Twenty for a Christmas tree, this not Christmas, B Riding down , 2 gun, Pistol P Yeah, real blood, pulling me over my Yeah, spider web spud Kicking my pimping, no crutch Young nigga so bossed up, might as well smoke me a dutch Green diamonds, gator, they slimey Call , go fire your stylist Fly, the G5 probably the highest Went to the caboose with the pilot That lil bitch you cuffing, her lil cooch got high milage... , lil bitch she sucking Everday so everyday I can catch you a flight Yeah, this bitch got a hell of a night She ate the whole dick, she a goblin You the reason we callin it mop You the reason Im losing my socks I took the M out her mouth I took up to the top They might wanna meet at the house I touched back and they chopping it up She suck on my dick with a towel Now she got slippetty slop Her lips got the lickety lock I wont ever tell her to stop She said dont tell on the You took the words right out of her mouth I told the bitch out of her , then dropped the bitch off in the south I nutted all over her face, and now she look like a cow Lets go to Saint-Tropez, this bitch bout to spring out the house Sneak in the van My , got snakes in the van She play with the by the I came up the travis, the family and friends... ...I know that you big body I know its when you She said dont tell on the You took the words right out of my mouth I took the bitch out of her , then dropped the bitch off in the south I nutted all over her face, and now she look like a cow Lets go to Saint-Tropez This bitch bout to spring out the house ...This bitch bout to spring out the house Mop, mop

I put some ice on my motherfuckin neck I put some boogers inside a Patek, yeah I put some ice on my motherfuckin neck Big ol’ boogers inside a Patek, ayy, ayy It get better, yeah, better, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Put some ice up on my neck Ive been landin on the jet Put some boogers in the Tek Abu Dhabi, yeah, my bitch Plain Rollie with the blip Smoking herb, yeah, the herbal Rick the Ruler, diamonds purple Mix the blessings with the curses Mix the green with the purple Off-White came from Virgil I was servin for a purpose Niggas playin, Ima hurt you Big body Benz got me swervin’ He got syrup, I’ma purchase I dropped ten on her purses Keep it real, I aint perfect Yeah, she fine, but she a freak Flawless diamonds on fleek I’ve been on Percs and molly for a week Water on me like I just had a leak Yeah, all my niggas, they elite I keep the chopper, nigga, I aint sleep I push up in the foreign, beep-beep Pull up with two guns, three deep I’m drippin like I just got out the shower I knocked down two bitches like the Twin Towers One want the molly, and one on the powder I want the money and I want the power All this water, damn, I need a towel I let that money pile like a mile Im too much, they couldnt pay for the style If they want beef, then we bring out the cow I heard your man was foul , dont love a ho, I aint tellin a vow Push up, I got em on now, I walk in that bitch, I was double G-ed down It aint no cap in my game , this drip leave a stain, man, its long as a gown YSL, 1017, bitch, we still runnin the town Yeah, I aint seen better days, we float through the sky, blue smoke through the clouds Yeah, man, Im really got paid, aint tellin no lie, I stopped sellin pounds I went and ran up my commas, you fuck with young Gunna, Im holdin it down Ice on my wrist like its swollen, I know I was chosen, I switched up the style Put some ice up on my neck Ive been landin on the jet Put some boogers in the Tek Abu Dhabi, yeah, my bitch Plain Rollie with the blip Smoking herb, yeah, the herbal Rick the Ruler, diamonds purple Mix the blessings with the curses Mix the green with the purple Off-White came from Virgil I was servin for a purpose Niggas playin, Ima hurt you Big body Benz got me swervin He got syrup, Ima purchase I dropped ten on her purses Keep it real, I aint perfect Ima keep it real, uh Mix the Xanny with the Perkies, uh I put some ice on my motherfuckin neck I got some boogers inside the Patek, woah Plain Rollie for the baddie Plain Rollie for the baddie Mixing Xannies with the Perc Pop a Xanny, make you squirt She deteriora-date dick when she slurp See that eagle in the coke, got the birds Chrome Heart lenses with the nerd Smokin purple weed with the syrup I go Chuck E. Cheese with the pointers and my neck on iceberg And my bitch is blinged And my wrist bling We had two orgasms Cause my wrist orgasm Shawty pussy orgasm Bless this bitch with a gavel Everybody with me past em Tussle with riches, I wrestle, yeah Up on my neck Ive been landin on the jet Put some boogers in the Tek Abu Dhabi, yeah, my bitch Plain Rollie with the blip Smoking herb, yeah, the herbal Rick the Ruler, diamonds purple Mix the blessings with the curses Mix the green with the purple Off-White came from Virgil I was servin for a purpose Niggas playin, Ima hurt you Big body Benz got me swervin He got syrup, Ima purchase I dropped ten on her purses Keep it real, I aint perfect Freak Woo Lets go

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, cant believe that I did it I done really got these riches I done moved from the side Now they wanna tell me hello Yeah, I made it out the ghetto Steady counting the dinero Cashout on the car Imma smash, hit the pedal Imma smash, hit the pedal I aint have no time to settle Really do this for my hood I kept it cool, Carmelo Niggas hangin on I done put my brothеrs on the payroll They held mе down so much that I cant say no Sticking with you, thick & thin Got each other to the end You get higher, we gon lay low We just keep stacking up the Legos We done made a living off of yayo I dont know why they keep thinking imma fold And these lies that these niggas done told Reason why I grind on these niggas ten toes In and outta town getting bigger bankrolls And I aint proud, swear these niggas talk foul I was round when you niggas werent round Young Gunna Gunna he really done held it Held it down like the motherfucker ground Bought a Mazi truck Im hotter than the sky Turn it loud let me hear surround sound Stoned and so motherfucking high Smoking pound after motherfucking pound Get a Plain Jane and gon and buss it down Gunna Gunna still drippin feng shui I aint done with you nigga, not today Having fun, howd you niggas like to play I can fuck and fall in love with Kim K You can laugh while we laughing to the bank Drinking lean, this is not no Bombay Living dreams, really havin our way Yeah, cant believe that I did it I done really got these riches I done moved from the side Now they wanna tell me hello Yeah, I made it out the ghetto Steady counting the dinero Cashout on the car Imma smash, hit the pedal Imma smash, hit the pedal I aint have no time to settle Really do this for my hood I kept it cool Carmelo I done put my brothers on the payroll They held me down so much that I cant say no Sticking with you, thick & thin Got each other to the end You get higher, we gon lay low We just keep stacking up the Legos We done made a living off of yayo Bought a Mazi truck im hotter than the sky Turn it loud let me hear surround sound Stoned and so motherfucking high Smoking pound after Motherfucking pound

Jeffery, yeah Yeah Yeah Make this one bout you, ayy I wanna make this one bout you, yeah You see me drivin round the world Im tryna run into you, girl You see me runnin out of space Im tryna run into your world You see me runnin out of focus Tryna run into you, girl You see me runnin round the world Im tryna run into you, girl You see me runnin out of focus Tryna keep up with you, girl You see me runnin round the town Im tryna catch up with you, girl I wanna make this one bout you, ayy I wanna do it like I do ayy But whatever, Im with the crew, ayy I know it right It feel right I was raised up by OGs And now my niggas older than me I feel like Im bout to OD But it feel right It feel so right Im ballin like Ginobili & Kobe Ballin like Im ballin with my trophy I see you, you tryin to get your Rollie I see you, you tryin to get your Next time you roll That be the best time to go I got a K in my trench coat Cause these niggas shiesty through they soul And I know you see me runnin round this motherfucker like a chicken with my head off Cut off at the top, talkin to the city Whole crew on Midol, no Tylenol I got a lil more salt, show you right Im at a high league Higher than we all could be And I feel like Im higher than Molly I think Im seein Christ, Im seein Christ I gotta the Rolls Royce parked on the street I got some hitters and they all like to eat Shawty know that Im a smooth machine At all times , all times You see me drivin round the world Im tryna run into you, girl You see me runnin out of space Im tryna run into your world You see me runnin out of focus Tryna run into you, girl You see me runnin round the world Im tryna run into you, girl You see me runnin out of focus Tryna keep up with you, girl You see me runnin round the town Im tryna catch up with you, girl Foot on the gas Spaz on his man Versace for my bath rags I just want the Cat, no scat Product of a M6 You couldve got the big body Benz, bitch Im just sayin sorry cause we did this And I feel sorry for the ones on the hitlist You smashin You gasin You flaggin You old school ridin with some You hit the lick You mashin Back to the bricks Yall see me drivin round the world and cant come close, oh yeah Light it up, light it up, nigga Check my body, see my heart beatin through my clothes I got homie at my head, homie at my head You like Lil Uzi The lights shine bright on the Rolls Royces I said the lights shine bright on the world, the worsts Tryna live it up and live All this shit a nigga did Remember I had to do that bid, yeah Hope the Lord forgive me for my sin Know that dope gon pay my rent Help my mama feed them kids, yeah I dont know, but Im gon make this shit make sense Had to do this for my bitch Tell my bitch we gon be rich I swear I had this sacrifice, I wanna do this shit for real My name aint got no price the reason I cant sign no deal Im stackin every night, Im tryna get my cuz appeal I made it out the South where niggas kill or you get killed And I gotta feel like I was chosen Cop a coupe and drive it like its stolen My pockets filled with racks, them bitches pokin Bust down, had to buy my bitch a Rollie Wrist glowin , keep goin Whip foreign , bitch foreign Body the gorgeous , she like horses She like Porches , she important Wrist frozen, shit I like to do Drivin round the world lookin for you You , you You aint losin, girl, you winnin Baby cost a pretty penny She love when I go get it She know Gunna aint stingy I stack that money to the ceiling Ridin the Flying Spur Bentley Let lil mama see her ticket Let her know Im bout my business Yall see me drivin round the world and cant come close, oh yeah Light it up, light it up, nigga Check my body, see my heart beatin through my clothes I got homie at my head, homie at my head You like Lil Uzi The lights shine bright on the Rolls Royces I said the lights shine bright on the world, the worsts You see me runnin round the world Im tryna run into you, girl You see me runnin out of focus Tryna keep up with you, girl You see me runnin round the town Im tryna catch up with you, girl

Uh, this money came and all these bitches want my last name This money came, now bitches be wantin my last name Cut the top, no lid Drop my top, fuck the cops, got ice on my hands I pop that shit like, bitch, ’cause I want me a check Bitch, wash my Vette Its a rich nigga, watch your step Im just playin’ with the cards I was dealt Had to work real hard with no help I invested it all in myself Now the foreign valet to Saks Fifth Actavis and Hi-Tech whenever I sip Gunna get paid just to walk in your VIP Call my lil bae, dick inside of her lip Neighborhood loc, gotta keep a extra clip If you sellin dope gotta keep it on your hip Crème de la crème Yeah, icing on the rims Bout to shoot a film Stacking that cheese, told my team, nigga, we here I want some Gs stuffed in my jeans to go with my Ms Uh, I want my Ms I want my Ms, I want my Ms I want my Ms, I want my Ms I want my Ms Yeah, I want my Ms I want my Ms Yeah, I want my Ms I want my Ms, I want my Ms I want my Ms, I want my Ms I want my Ms Yeah, I want my Ms I want my Ms Yeah, I want my Ms Bringin Quit bringin your friend, stop bringin your friend, uh I’m fuckin’ em both Fuckin’ them both, I fuck em again, uh I got the bands, hold up I got the cash, I gotta spend, hold up I gotta spend, hold up On a lil ho I cannot spend, hold up I got this dope, hold up Butterfly doors, check out the flow, hold up Watch how they float, uh Diamonds, they choke, look at the gold, hold up Look at the goat, ayy You sit at the top just like a pro, yeah 2900, thats home 2900 my zone 2900 I go Throw the hoes up if you a goat, uh I got that bitch on my phone, hold up I got that 9 in my coat, ooh I mix that Hen’ with the coke, uh Im on that lean for sure, ooh I buy that pill for the low, huh I got these hoes, what? Uh, I want my Ms I want my Ms, I want my Ms I want my Ms, I want my Ms I want my Ms Yeah, I want my Ms I want my Ms Yeah, I want my Ms

Ive been getting merry Im double-cupping up the Henny Surfing on that good vibe All I catch is lit times Weve been playing rap lyrics til the late night He got a rhythm that Im giving at a stage time He come through, watch me work at state side We be hoppin through the hills on a break time Bumpin Birds In The Trap in the late night We driving through how we do, and its daylight He come through, watch me work at state side We be riding on the wave of a dark vibe Ive been tasting candy Im sippin lean, Im poppin xannies Driving through the late night All I catch is lit times Ooooh! I been on a Leer, I just landed Sitting on these racks, they cant stand me Gunna still can make that work vanish Phillips on my fingers, I cant panic My baby having beauty like a pageant I been tryna get inside her panties I ran this shit up with no advances Activis and tuss and lots of candy Me and Millie worth a couple damn millies And we take a book and we gon tour around the town YSL done came with a whole nother sound I can feel the love, so I gotta hold it down They been going up and my family proud Swimming in two cups, Lord I hope dont drown Take another xan, I be living in the clouds Lean taste like candy in my mouth Ive been tasting candy Im sippin lean, Im poppin xannies Driving through the late night All I catch is lit times Ive been tasting candy Im sippin lean, Im poppin xannies Driving through the late night All I catch is lit times

Lyrics from Snippet ...me and shawty... ... ...summertime, everything all in it Exotic pop, I got red all in it Me and my dawgs tight like Kel and Kenan Im drippin on sight, YSL on my fitted Jimmy on tight, I aint playin with you bitches Semi on loaded, I aint scared of you niggas Back in the Maybach, got my head in the pillow Twenty bands on chinchillas, Im the man with the dealer I dont wanna take off for your head over riddles I got big, you still little, but with tens, I dont wanna eight Black Mercedes with a coupe and a Sprinter Glass roof in the ceiling, we got proof that we gettin it, ayy They aint...

..., but you wont get the heat off your chest Bought a mansion, when I got Count up more so I know to say less Foreign, Push, Start Open the door and park Dont play wit me, Im a shark Real ice, you could see in the dark Dont play wit me, play wit a Better Wock, aint sipping no poor We the wave, my bank out the shore In the floor seats rocking Dior I dont know bout you But getting money is something I better do Went and hit that lil bitch on the patio You done put a lil bitch on the pedestal I got syrup, my cup full of medical Watch him twirl like ....

Lyrics from Snippet Ayo Jee, you did it again Wio got it turnt Damn Dior Yeah, hahahaha Woo Baccarat, on a shirt, smellin good Bad bitch suck my dick, real good Drop-top, in Miami, livin good Made it out, no cap, still hood Fuck is you talkin about? Most of yall niggas cap, pull your bands out Went and got me some millions and bad thots Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off And that 7.62 take your man off You can go for a dash then Im backed out Yeah At this point I dont care about nothin Just my daughter, my mama, my money I dont give a fuck bout none of yall fuck boys Treat em like a trash truck, nigga, then dump em Yeah, went and secured out the house Cant go outside, no, yall fuck boys comin Tryna drink a Henny now rollin down my window when we pullin up aint no nigga gettin runnin Back inside me for none, boy, you too crazy They aint takin my shit, you can rob them Yeah, you know we gon have the supply crazy Yeah, shots got him shocked, yeah, the crime spray him Its like opp after opp getting laid down Yeah, she my bad, she my She pour me all the water, goddamn, gotta wait til the next round Winter frosted diamonds First came in and went bout a minute I aint a big fan of Fendi But well go shoot at these niggas And aint talkin Martin, nigga I get high like a Martian, nigga Nigga, my stack like a Me, Spider and Gunna, some big drippers Woo Baccarat, on a shirt, smellin good Bad bitch suck my dick, real good Drop-top, in Miami, livin good Made it out, no cap, still hood Fuck is you talkin about? Most of yall niggas cap, pull your bands out! Went and got me some millions and bad thots Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off And that 7.62 take your man off You can go for a dash then Im backed out Yeah

I got a real demeanor Roll up the cookie, we love to smoke reefer Fuck what you heard, it aint cheaper to keep her I always stay fresh like Im fresh out the cleaners V neck, used to rock a wife beater Step on a Leer and I pour up a liter I used to go shopping at on Peter Now I drip sauce, I done jumped off the meter Im always gon keep me a heater Im always gon sit back, count up with my feet up Count up some racks bottom look like a cheetah And I want 10 thousand dollars a feature My bro get a slice of the pizza If Nechie get hungry, you know Ima feed em We rock with them choppers and rock with them hood, we got stripes like Adidas You get the whole clip if you want it I wanna look up and see my opponent All of that sucker shit, we dont condone it You niggas aint living, you live for the moment That shit that you did, we done done it We sellin out shows and you still gettin fronted I want you to talk tough when I see you in public I set you up, get you whacked for the money Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Cant turn my back on the bro We get that pack by the low My loc cook the crack on the stove Aint no more crackin the code We sell that pack til it gone All of this shit gon be sold I do this shit for my woes You know its bros over hoes I come from the trenches, Im winning Everything that I got on be trending I be watching these niggas pretending He gon come round me tryna be friendly Used to be on the ave sellin rocks I kept a Draco and a Glock They tried to kill so they get popped Thank the Lord that I got off that block Ill take a flight right overseas Thank the haters cause they wanted to seize Im ridin on Rodeo Drive with the top down so you know I feel breeze Im back at the Cleveland Ave on a light day with some trousers on I got so much tricks up my sleeve, the bitch think I played on Home Alone You get in my way and you bound to get lost I come out the house and Im drippin in sauce The whole neighborhood gonna hear my exhaust Since I was a youngin, I been a young boss Dont turn your back on your bro for a ho Cause they be the same ho that send them fours And have your ass down bad lookin broke Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Cant turn my back on the bro We get that pack by the low My loc cook the crack on the stove Aint no more crackin the code We sell that pack til it gone All of this shit gon be sold I do this shit for my woes You know its bros over hoes Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro Oh no, cant turn my back on the bro

Yeah , Gunna and Guapo Uh, extravagant drip Run that back Turbo You dig? Yeah, I just got the skin on the belt Gotta get the riches and wealth I might spend a mil on myself Nother million for the clique We the last real niggas left Ima keep it real til the death Never need a hand or get help Uh, you know I came in by myself You they type of nigga get shelved I got some Loubs on my shelves Im rockin an Off-White belt, I put Chanel on my back We was broke and we aint never goin back We was broke and we aint never goin back, uh Close the curtains on the new Maybach This bitch is too thick and I hit from the back Pop a perc, now I beat out her back Fuck a ho then I count up my racks I can blow a mil in a day-ay-ay Im not gonna stop til we straight-ay-ay We at the top, lil nigga just face it Im rockin Louis Vuitton bracelets I go to the spa and plus I get facial One call, I swear theyll erase you Im not gonna race you Roll up a Backwood and face it Gunna Gunna in the coupe Im in the spaceship, uh, bitch Yeah, I just got the skin on the bear Gotta get the riches and wealth I might spend a mil on myself Nother million for the clique We the last real niggas left Ima keep it real til the death Never need a hand or get help I can never switch, nigga this is it, I predicted Id get rich This as drippy as it gets, fur carpet cheetah prints Hit the condo with your bitch, give her psychedelic dick G seats in the jet, coppin these baguettes Nigga still threaten me, niggas so petty Playin with the ice, Wayne Gretzky Bitch pocket light, thats a pet peeve Fuckin with the bag, get the neck cheap Bought a big yacht, not a jet-ski VVS it make her pussy wet, yeah I just got the skin on the bear Gotta get the riches and wealth I might spend a mil on myself Nother million for the clique We the last real niggas left Ima keep it real til the death Never need a hand or get help

My slime, you know, yeah we got a bag round here man EGD young Gunna young Gunna  Getting to this money like a race I can’t seem to find my fucking pace Rollies Audemars the big face Fucking on your hoe every day Don’t let me send my runners to your place I got runners I got killers in every state If you wanna make some money ándale YSL EGD you can’t relate Eman, I fuck your bitch now she leaking Eman, made half a tick in the weekend She up in my bando she tryna be there for the weekend I’m dripping so hard these shoes don’t come out till next season I’m rocking Amiri the drip The Glock got a 30 a clip It cost me 106 And it cost me 10 racks for the fit I put up in I just fucked your hoe and I dipped She tryna suck me for bits I spent 30 thousand on trips I got a bust Audemars on my wrist I paid 60 for the time how I’m late Made a million off the grind now we straight Eat at Benny’s order a lobster and steak Understand I keep some food on my plate 200 in a Porsche I can skate 100 rounds in your soul I can take I done turned my home to a bank Its easy for these hoes I’m like bae I’m in Houston with your hoe eating steak We been fucking on the low life is great Denim Balmain with some camo bathing apes I been balling speeding in Lambo with no brakes Got some M’s pussy Your pockets slim my shit fatter than babycakes I need a scale I’ve been gaining some weight It’s YSL EGD you couldn’t relate Getting to this money like a race I can’t seem to find my fucking place Rollies Audemars the big face Fucking on your hoe every day 200 in a Porsche I can skate 100 rounds in your soul I can take I done turned my home to a bank It’s YSL EGD you couldn’t relate

Lyrics from Snippet I had two hunnid for lunch Last night I fucked on a cunt Twenty-four shows in a month Looked at the time, it was crunch Ice, diamonds is crushed Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked , yeah Codeine is a slush Might invest so Im sippin the Tuss Go get it, I must Fuck her good in her pussy, no must , yeah Love and not lust My crew loyal, we trusted in us , yeah Runnin it up , got that shit out the ground in a month Yeah, look at it glist, see what I mean A lot of blue faces, you pickin green Fuck on her naked, bust on her spleen Cross on the Chrome Hеart, three K for the jeans Feel like a playеr, keep a trick up my sleeve Im cool on you dawg hoes, I dont want the fleas Im smokin exotic, it dont got a seed Feelin the roof and I can feel the breeze Pockets got nachos, extra chili cheese Smokin gelato, got me feelin eased Might cop that Rollie for my oldest niece I drop a hit, Im knowin what they need I check out the motor, gotta have some speed Louis bifocals, I cant see defeat Cash runnin over, I can feel the greed I had two hunnid for lunch Last night I fucked on a cunt Twenty-four shows in a month Looked at the time, it was crunch Ice, diamonds is crushed Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked , yeah Codeine is a slush Might invest so Im sippin the Tuss Go get it, I must Fuck her good in her pussy, no must , yeah Love and not lust My crew loyal, we trusted in us , yeah Runnin it up , got that shit out the ground in a month Aw, yeah Roll up two hundred for lunch .... think I move sus Got a , no Niggas talk shit, I bought my own On the real, its no one that I trust Trust, lets go, these niggas not flyer than us Double C, put on the my , trap in the front her, I can do Everytime she try to leave here, she stuck She dont wanna be back on the bus Then pull up, I want that bitch I had two hunnid for lunch Last night I fucked on a cunt Twenty-four shows in a month Looked at the time, it was crunch Ice, diamonds is crushed Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked , yeah Codeine is a slush Might invest so Im sippin the Tuss Go get it, I must Fuck her good in her pussy, no must , yeah Love and not lust My crew loyal, we trusted in us , yeah Runnin it up , got that shit out the ground in a month

Woah, woah Im watchin a opp While dodgin a sentence Im handlin business Made risky decisions Them gave him a life And called him a menace All lies in the night Im keepin my distance Hand on the F&N when Im crankin the engine Go to ride for the rappers and killers and dealеrs and Im livin in it Had a lil shawty, she got out the feds, hеy, she one of the realest Got some real brothers doin time in the feds, hey, I know that they listen I had to sit down with King Thugger, I told him that I had a mission He told me he know that Im with him, he with me, go add up the digits We trap out the million like boxers, man, one hunnid percentage And that was a coupe full of boxes, big racks in they britches Fuck the cops, I dont care bout the law, yeah, I broke off the hinges Im gettin bank, you know we had it hard, yeah, survival the fittest And now Im hustlin hard, yeah, trappin consistent I bought my shit and I ball, yeah, I did it consistent Got me a Lambo and Wagon, Im thinkin bout coppin a Bentley These niggas with all of that cappin and cappin, I tell em, No kizzy Bout to put my opp right on his back and then watch how they tell on who did it Im bangin your ho from the back, she say, Slatty whenever she feel it Im watchin a opp While dodgin a sentence Im handlin business Made risky decisions Them gave him a life And called him a menace All lies in the night Im keepin my distance

All this Gunna Hmm, real Molly working, all this money got me nervous Huh, what All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, double park em right on curbs All this, pimp purple got me geeked up like Im Urkel All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, bitch dont try me like a worker All this damn purple got me goin around in circles All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose, all this All this cheese, must be cottage VVS chain, hang on my wallet All these hoes, must be a party Dripping clothes, my drip exotic All of this syrup having me naseous Nigga want raw, lets be logic All of these sticks, better be catious Got to get rich, I went and got it Rev the G8, I want a Masi Picking these dates, all of its profit Gaining more weight, pockets is sloppy They cant relate, still try to copy Nigga embrace, Gunna be modest Bitch buy the Wraith, go head and ride it All this heat, Gunna the hottest, uh Molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, double park em right on curbs All this, pimp purple got me geeked up like Im Urkel All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, bitch dont try me like a worker All this damn purple got me goin around in circles All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose, all this All this mud, Im pourin this shit up on purpose All of this bud, I jump in the truck up to serve it No uppercuts, or we gonna pull up with them shooters and thugs And they gon take off with your money I had to run this shit up, and I had to do this shit urgent He gon pull up with the steel with the drum like the purges If you not having no bag, then that mean that you are not working Im just not goin out sad, you selling pussy for purchase Im going bad, high off of kush I was swerving Aint nothing but tags, I just bought my lil bitch a Birkin When we go in Saks, we dont fuck around like a virgin Dont care what it cost, we is gon spend it, no we is not limited Dont care bout that call that you sending your young niggas here Dont care bout this bitch that Im with cause I know she be flirtin All this, fuckin cash, I got rubber bands Molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, double park em right on curbs All this, pimp purple got me geeked up like Im Urkel All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, bitch dont try me like a worker All this damn purple got me goin around in circles All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose, all this

YoungBoy Brown, on my kid! Mac 11 hit em yeah its more than a dent I aint asking questions, I dont care what he did I aint trippin we go to war with these riches than a bitch, yeah Im making all the assists, yeah We vibe inside a pent, yeah I just been stylin shit, yeah Tell yo bitch hurry I stuck the bands in the Amiris Mason Margiela, make it dirty Spent racks on me, dont worry Glock got a Curry, 30 On the block like Herbert Curry Stick hit em in the chest, we purging Pulled out the Draco then closed curtains Yeah, me and Wunna a whole nother wave Told you before, aint gon tell you again Load up the truck, we gon come where you stay If we cant find you, we gon hit up the friends hit up the friends I pay a bounty to hunt down your kids Icy the climate, it blow like the wind She suck that dick, leave the nut on her chin All in LA with the big body Bent Curtain in the back, I dont need any tint the rent I spotted the Ritz, I really got rich Please take a look at my wrist Hot boy diamonds, they trickle like this Gold Sky Dweller same color the cris I go with your bitch to eat at Ruth Chris Yeah, now Im in LA with a house on the hills Crib in Bel Air, you can call me uncle Phil Known to keep it real, I dont care how you feel I hit a hater talking, nigga aww thats a kill How my niggas ride like the Cadillac de Ville Hang with the known to always keep it real Love the shopping feel I been dripping, now it spill Mac 11 hit em yeah its more than a dent I aint asking questions, I dont care what he did I aint trippin we go to war with these riches than a bitch, yeah Im making all the assists, yeah We vibe inside a pent, yeah I just been stylin shit, yeah Tell yo bitch hurry I stuck the bands in the Amiris Mason Margiela, make it dirty Spent racks on me, dont worry Glock got a Curry, 30 On the block like Herbert Curry Stick hit em in the chest, we purging Pulled out the Draco then closed curtains Mac 11 hit em yeah its more than a dent I aint asking questions, I dont care what he did I aint trippin we go to war with these riches than a bitch, yeah Im making all the assists, yeah We vibe inside a pent, yeah I just been stylin shit, yeah Tell yo bitch hurry I stuck the bands in the Amiris Mason Margiela, make it dirty Spent racks on me, dont worry Glock got a Curry, 30 On the block like Herbert Curry Stick hit em in the chest, we purging Pulled out the Draco then closed curtains

I go zero to a hunnid nigga real quick This aint no prop for no video, this a real stick Bad bitch real bad and she real thick Fuck up a bag, get it back on a quick flip Im spending cash, ay I do the dash, ay Fuck up a bag, yeah Get it right back, yeah Bitch you blowing racks, yeah I fuck up me a bag, yeah Get it right back on the back end See bitch you know them bags in So tell that nigga back in See I be spending money how I wanna spend it Go shopping in LA, we dont shop at Lennox And we gon get this money as long as they print it Screaming free all of my niggas that caught em a sentence Im living fast, yeah I do the dash, yeah And for a bag shell fuck me for a bag, yeah We Saint Laurents, yeah Aint gotta front, yeah I smoke no blunts, Jessie we do what we want, yeah I go zero to a hunnid nigga real quick This aint no prop for no video, this a real stick Bad bitch real bad and she real thick Fuck up a bag, get it back on a quick flip Im spending cash, ay I do the dash, ay Fuck up a bag, yeah Get it right back, yeah Bitch you blowing racks, yeah Masi got 230 on the dashboard I rewhip that clean from out that dope bowl Young Gunna get that cash out the asshole You niggas aint got more money then my last hoe How you get that spaceship on the land? How you fit 500 in yo pants? Why you took a perky and a xan? How you fill that bag up with 10 grams? Five racks nigga thats the back end My momma saw me bring that cash in Dripping fashion, Im still in Saks Fifth Another season you look like last year I go zero to a hunnid nigga real quick This aint no prop for no video, this a real stick Bad bitch real bad and she real thick Fuck up a bag, get it back on a quick flip Im spending cash, ay I do the dash, ay Fuck up a bag, yeah Get it right back, yeah Bitch you blowing racks, yeah Hop in the foreign I do the dash, yeah My bitch not foreign She got a bag, yeah Go from zero to a hunnid nigga real quick This aint no movie gun, nigga this a real stick Im tryna run up some cash Imma go do the whole dashboard Thumb through that money like fast forward Walk through the party, Im sharp as a sword You little niggas aint making no noise Not having no paper and being unemployed Beat up the trap just like Floyd Stretch out the clip and we boarding Used to be broke, used to have nothing and look at me now, Im important I used to break on the tours Sing to yo bitch like a chorus Thumbing through money, now only blue hunnids, we kicking that shit like a punter Just like Katana I made me a play, and the back of that bih made of hunnids I put that dick in yo bih like a plumber Its a YSL year, yeah this our summer Money keep getting long like anaconda Getting them thing by the bundle, soon as they come in we running Sipping that lean like a junkie Guapo he throw me that alley, I dunk it Popping them xannies, we walking like zombies Boy you dont get it, lil boy you get fronted I go zero to a hunnid nigga real quick This aint no prop for no video, this a real stick Bad bitch real bad and she real thick Fuck up a bag, get it back on a quick flip Im spending cash, ay I do the dash, ay Fuck up a bag, yeah Get it right back, yeah Bitch you blowing racks, yeah

Aye, hello, hello Hello Hello Yeah Hey, hey I walk with a wobble like I fuck on your daughter like I do it again I do it again today I ride with my soldiers I ride on my road I ride cause Im posed to I ride around with my bro I got a bag today Hop in a cab today I had to teach her to slay I had to teach my lil babe I took a ride in a Wraith I put some racks in the safe Check my Mick Jagger baby Roll the Backwoods and it taste good Fuck what he said, go get a bomb and go get paid good Wildebeestin on the bench Fuck her face then leave it wet Spider shirt, leave it wet Your diamonds dirty, mines wet Im bout to flex 30 racks for the T-Rex Nigga now now thats a bet Come out and bust on her leg Thats just as far as it get Thats bout as far as it get YSL, them niggas next Dressing proper with no vet No stylist, no stylist, Im the stylist I got no stylist, I dont fuck with everybody I get to wylin, go spray on everybody Left in the deep end that go for everybody I walk with a wobble like I fuck on your daughter like I do it again I do it again today I ride with my soldiers I ride on my road I ride cause Im posed to I ride around with my bro I got a bag today Hop in a cab today I had to teach her to slay I had to teach my lil babe I took a ride in a Wraith I put some racks in the safe Check my Mick Jagger baby Im bout to go flawless the face Im fresh off a jet from UK Maison Margiela no lace Im drippin, Im having feng shui Your main bitch, she love me, she call me bae Put the dick in her mouth, she dont conversate Gotta go blow a check, we dont go on dates Ima hurry up, blow, I cant hesitate Cop a coupe and I smash it Im with a Kardashian My bitch say Im flashy I dont want the Jag I want a new Lamb Ride that bitch like a Banshee My life like a bandit Niggas cant stand it Lambo white like a panda Pour up a 4 in the Fanta Ruthless young nigga, no manners All of my bitches have standards Let me cover my hammer Walked out that bitch with 2 randoms Racks in my pocket, no scammer Im drinkin on Dirty, Diana I walk with a wobble like I fuck on your daughter like I do it again I do it again today I ride with my soldiers I ride on my road I ride cause Im posed to I ride around with my bro I got a bag today Hop in a cab today I had to teach her to slay I had to teach my lil babe I took a ride in a Wraith I put some racks in the safe Check my Mick Jagger baby Hello, hello, I think its something you aint know Nechie, Nechie, I dont have it Pull up coupe and then Im dabbin Hello, hello, I think its something you aint know Thats a .458, you should see the way it go Pull up on you, me and Four Trey, he cant wait to let it go Make my bitches give me foreplay, bust a nut off in the door Diamonds on me and they cold, 40 thousand for a coat I need a cigarette, yeah Im talkin bout a pole All this water that we having baby You shouldve brought your ass a float Still screaming free the goat How you trappin but you broke? Laughing at you, you a joke Hello? hello? We walk in your spot and we fuck up a ten Again and again! I walk with a wobble like I fuck on your daughter like I do it again I do it again today I ride with my soldiers I ride on my road I ride cause Im posed to I ride around with my bro I got a bag today Hop in a cab today I had to teach her to slay I had to teach my lil babe I took a ride in a Wraith I put some racks in the safe Check my Mick Jagger baby

That girl hit my phone member when she use to dub me Man you know whats in my cup Im sipping on this muddy Hop up in the back no you cant sit in the front seat Running to these racks like a mother fucking athlete Got a new bitch and I think her name is Ashley She wanna fuck so bad and she knows its not lasting Beat the pussy up, call that shit everlasting Yall niggas talking, think yall niggas fasting I rap up a mother fucking bell, Imma go make me sell Eliante Ice is real, didn’t get my diamonds from Zales Dont got head in dat tel, she knows Im rich by the way that I smell Put a jet in the air, call Dolce Gabanna I need every pair Step in designer my coat is a bear Niggas cant talk cause you do not compare Hop off a jet I keep some in wear Hop in the that Lamb so they know its not fair She tooks my tough, turn that shit to a chair Came to the spot but shes just leaving now I got some millions a nigga cant share Trynna take care of my city like the mayor Really dont know what it takes You trynna play this shit fair Take them lil hoes on a date Gunna got hoes by the pair Fuck niggas cannot relate VVS make these bitches stare Keep me some racks on my plate YSL make this shit shake That girl hit my phone member when she use to dub me Man you know whats in my cup, Im sipping on this muddy Hop up in the back, no you cant sit in the front seat Running to these racks like a mother fucking athlete Got a new bitch and I think her name is Ashley She wanna fuck so bad and she knows its not lasting Beat the pussy up call that shit everlasting Yall niggas talking, think yall niggas fasting When I talk listen up Somebody please call the plug Rolling off all these drugs No I will not give it up She suck me up, sippy cup No I wont run but I run it up Keep it 100 I stat with my gun I know some niggas they bury your son Eazy and Gunna made heat on the track These niggas struggling these runny laps Came a long way use to run in the trap Get your bread up and watch that shit stack I keep a FN, I cannot slack Im trynna get rich I cannot relax Silling on real lean this is not yak I keep on rolling my tires are flat She knows what shes doing when She throws it back I hope in the Rari I go, real fast We taking over my nigga, no cap Swipe left on that bitch, its not a match That girl hit my phone member when she use to dub me Man you know whats in my cup Im sipping on this muddy Hop up in the back no you cant sit in the front seat Running to these racks like a mother fucking athlete Got a new bitch and I think her name is Ashley She wanna fuck so bad and she knows its not lasting Beat the pussy up call that shit everlasting Yall niggas talking, think yall niggas lasting

Lyrics from Snippet GUNNA: Yeah, got some ice in my chain Ain’t no dirt on my name Bought a Bentley not a Range Showed ‘em how to make the game change Young Gunna fuckin’ your main thang She walkin in my spot in a G-string Niggas worried about the style, they can’t hang Imma get rich with the gang-gang Nigga gonna bite Roll up nigga pour my right’ Red bottoms on niggas watch my spots Roll a backwood can’t find me a light Made it out the mud niggas dyin’ in the night Rollin’ like cut’ - need to pass me some dice I don’t listen to the talk- spray it like sprite Diggin in it good, I’m a beast in the night So many bags that --- mic’ Still sippin’ syrup, I don’t drink miller light My brother got a loft in the sky and it’s nice Gon’ pull up make sure she aight Pop a couple percs’ we gon take flight Hit a studio make a song gettin’ high Drippin’ so much need to call me some vibes Young Gunna Gunna just to cure his ride Yeah, got some ice in my chain Ain’t no dirt on my name Bought a Bentley not a Range Showed ‘em how to make the game change Young Gunna fuckin’ your main thang She walkin in my spot in a G-string Niggas worried about the style, they can’t hang Imma get rich with the gang-gang Chanel on my belt Watchin’ my wealth She smellin’ my drip Yeah, Versace, its silk Glock on my hip Hustle, light tip Never cuffs in my vet’ Yeah, cuffin the hoe she the real Put my, dick in her mouth and it melt Nothin’ but, act’ and high-tec on the shelf I don’t, care how you lil’ niggas feel Drippin with my cut, go I drip by myself I pulled em all out I dont need no mo’ help Talkin,’ I told you real niggas live Aint no more work for you ride on this lift Yeah, got some ice in my chain Ain’t no dirt on my name Bought a Bentley not a Range Showed ‘em how to make the game change Young Gunna fuckin’ your main thang She walkin in my spot in a G-string Niggas worried about the style, they can’t hang Imma get rich with the gang-gang

Oh shit, oh shit, aha ‒ was für ein Beat, oh Mama, guck ma ‒ yeah, oooh Mama, guck ma, wie hoch ich in der Luft bin Ich laufe grad auf Wolken, Mama, guck hin Vorbei die Zeiten, als ich fast kaputtging Und jetzt sitz ich hier und esse all den Pudding Denn Jindujun trägt nur einen reinen Geist Ich verlor hier beinah meine kleine Leichtigkeit Ihr wisst schon, dass ihr coolen Leute scheiße seid? Ich red nur noch mit meim Auto so wie Michael Knight Schau ins Netz, unwichtiger Mist geschieht All surprised, es herrscht wieder Hysterie Trag ein dümmlich frohes Grinsen so wie Mister Bean Ich wäre auch gerne brüskiert, wenn ich wüsste, wie Wie? Ich weiß es nicht. Wie soll ich mich aufregen? Das geht doch gar nicht. Dafür müsst ich ja auf den Boden der Tatsachen zurückkommen ‒ und ich schwebe! Ich kann echt grade auf diesen Tröpfchen laufen, auf diesen Tropfen von den Wolken, ich kann da laufen ‒ versteht ihr des? Keine Sorge, Mama ‒ Mama Ich chill nicht mit Wannabes auf Drogen Business sagt mir, so komm ich nicht nach oben Schon okay, dass ich nicht im Tempodrom bin Denn ab fünfhundert kommen die Idioten Trendy Rapper denken, ich bin whack Ich hab eh keine Verwendung für Respekt Ach egal, weil letztendlich sind sie nett Denn ich spiel in meiner Sendung ihre Tracks Und sie fragen, ob ich gerne mal ganz oben wäre Ob ich plane, einmal ganz, ganz groß zu werdn Ob ich wenigstens in Klicks vier Millionen schwer bin Aber Jungs, die schweben, können nicht gewogen werden Achso, aha ‒ wie willst du mich wiegen, hä? Wie willst du ohne Schwerkraft wiegen? Ganz im Ernst, wie soll das gehen? Da oben in den Wolken ‒ willst du, willst du die Waage auf diese Tröpfchen in den Wolken, willst du die da draufstellen? Die fällt runter, fällt zu Boden! Das bringt nichts! Aber ich bleib da oben, du kannst mich nicht wiegen ‒ ich bin zu leicht, Junge, zu leicht! Alle wollen nur das eine hier ‒ guck ma, Mama Lustig, lustig, Louis, Louis, Louis, Gucci, Prada Jungen suchen immer Streit, keine Lust auf Drama Ne, ich lache wie die Sonne überm Fujiyama Und irgendwer macht im Netz ein Statement All surprised, alle krass am Haten Oh, ein Shitstorm, lass es regnen Ich krieg nie mehr nasse Füße, ich kann schweben Genossen, ich hab Reisefreiheit, ab sofort Völlig high auf Toblerone wie das Matterhorn Von Provinz bis erste Liga so wie Paderborn Was denn, Untergrund? Ich hab ein Hoverboard Ich hab ein scheiß Hoverboard! Versteht ihr des? Ich mach ein Kickflip mit m scheiß Hoverboard. Habt ihr Back To The Future gesehen, Nummer zwei? Des war doch erst mal da und ihr alle nur so: Des Ding ist erfunden! Ich hab das scheiß Hoverboard. Genau so wie diese Pizza, kennt ihr diese Pizza, die aussieht wie n Puck? So ganz klein, so und ich tu die in die Mikrowelle und ist auf einmal so ne riesige Familienpizza? Da sind wir, were living in the fucking future! Ha ‒ ah, ist zu gut. Shibuya Crossing! Juse motherfucking Ju!

Lyrics from Snippets ...Whip it, whip Whip it, whip Whip it, whip Whip, whip, whip, whip it Whip, whip, whip, whip it Whip it, whip, whip, whip it Whip, whip it, whip Uh, yeah... ...in my eyes Put that with no trial I can tell you how Im living my life Put that bitch in a and get fly Push a whip and put cups in the sky New Ferrari, it fit these Wheezy outta here throwing it...

Wheezy beats Every day I wake up I take out some time to thank the Lord Niggas hating every day and I just sit back and play my cards You know that money over bitches, I cant go out bout no broad Keep a bad bitch with me, she look like a Barbie doll I bought her a push-start, she been with me from the start Flawless cut stones, man I shine like a star I got a couple racks on, let it fuck up the mob Bet that dick break her walls We gotta have it all You dont gotta work and dont gotta starve When you with me you see nothing but stars He treats you like nothing, treats you like a dog When she mad at you, come lick on my ball She dont wanna see me leave when I go touring And I be giving her D every time she get horny She dont want no one but me, but she ride on my dick like I ride on this beat That pussy get wet and she know I get money, I put that bih right on her feet When she keep telling me, daddy go deep I just wanna see my family eat Came from the jungle, it made me a beast Play with me, I make them murders increase And I be sharp as a crease I got a bitch, she from Greece And she be begging me please She know my jewelry on freeze Im bout to go overseas All of these bitches at ease Fucking they daughters and nieces Thanking the Lord when I get on my knees Every day I wake up I take out some time to thank the Lord Niggas hating every day and I just sit back and play my cards You know that money over bitches, I cant go out bout no broad Keep a bad bitch with me, she look like a Barbie doll I bought her a push-start, she been with me from the start Flawless cut stones, man I shine like a star I got a couple racks on, let it fuck up the mob Bet that dick break her walls We gotta have it all I want it all, thats on everything VVS flawless on every chain You say you a boss nigga bet it back I still got some locs thatll let it bang They give me them Ms I wont let up You put that hoe on a pedestal Fuck that hoe, leave her lone, what you better do Be stiff on yo hoe with a attitude I get dressing, stay sharp like a razor Bought some Balmain, then had to get Taylor I swear real life, this shit is not made up Took my bitch on a trip to Barbados Got on Tom Fords, I cant see you haters Got a Glock with a beam and a lazer These bitches I fuck gon be major But I keep that under the radar Every day I wake up I take out some time to thank the Lord Niggas hating every day and I just sit back and play my cards You know that money over bitches, I cant go out bout no broad Keep a bad bitch with me, she look like a Barbie doll I bought her a push-start, she been with me from the start Flawless cut stones, man I shine like a star I got a couple racks on, let it fuck up the mob Bet that dick break her walls We gotta have it all

Ooh Hol up! Right Now Sound Hitmaka Sound! Runnin up racks again I get it back again She throw it back again I throw a stack again That shit on tap again This aint no She throw it back again I throw a stack again Runnin up racks Hitting yo back Got stacks on stack Nigga, you mad My car all black, aye Pullin up lookin like Batman Thats way too

No facade Southside Young Gunna DY Krazy It aint no facade , yeah, livin large Push start , but thank God Bands in my hand, young Gunna keep goin hard Bands in my pants, you better go get you some It aint no facade , yeah, livin large Push start , but thank God Bands in my hand, young Gunna keep goin hard Bands in my pants, you better go get you some Gotta have it my way Stack them bands and put your Rolls Royce in the driveway My bitch told me to sit back, relax, she suck it on the highway I love me a nat, look, two big snacks, I fuck on her Friday Done had a ménage , bout to get in my prime, yeah Bitch diggin my feng shui , Dior on a Monday Its a Jimmy Choo , I might spend two racks on my shoes Hoes in every single room, nigga better not kill my mood Nigga cant shake my hand, we aint cool Nigga cant relate, it aint nothin we can do Go and get a plate, Ima fill it with some food Where you come from, gotta keep you a tool Nigga might put your face on the news Gotta play it safe when youre making your move You tote a gun, then you know you better shoot You can feel the real when its coming out the booth And I only came in the game for that loot It aint no facade , yeah, livin large Push start , but thank God Bands in my hand, young Gunna keep goin hard Bands in my pants, you better go get you some It aint no facade , yeah, livin large Push start , but thank God Bands in my hand, young Gunna keep goin hard Bands in my pants, you better go get you some

Ahh Yeah Oh I can hear the crowd scream my name and I love it You can look around and you still wont see me coming Used to seeing clouds, uh, and now the sky sunny Im performing, Rolling Loud, got my fans, star-studded I hustled as a child, went from nothing to something Lost and I was found, I fell in love with the money Remember they had doubt but I know only God can judge me I remember they had doubt but you know only God can judge me Treat you like my sister Im protecting her like Tony Im one hundred to my homies And unloyal to you phonies Only speak the real This a Gunna testimony You fake as hell And I can tell you tryna clone me Go back to your town Aint no crown for no rookies I come from Atlanta Where we take a nigga cookie Too much love, I handle it I know he understood me Im like Trayvon in my hoodie Lotta cash without no footage Told us whats in your pants And you know we come and take it I hit her when I land Got a show right here at Tootsies Million-dollar brand Take young Gunna or a pussy Young promoter come and book me He a Southside nigga with foodies I can hear the crowd scream my name and I love it You can look around and you still wont see me coming Used to seeing clouds, uh, and now the sky sunny Im performing, Rolling Loud, got my fans, star-studded I hustled as a child, went from nothing to something Lost and I was found, I fell in love with the money Remember they had doubt but I know only God can judge me I remember they had doubt but you know only God can judge me Young Gunna in a whole nother lane Call me Tory Im rich as fuck I cant explain the whole story Suffered like four Ls Now I got a million in Jewelry Im numero uno I swear my heart is the purest Lamborghini Urus And it used to be a Buick Travelling round the world Man I feel like a tourist Gunna the drip lord So you know Im in the newest Dripping like a fluid Im a stoner, get used to it Laughing to the bank Cause Im getting money like Im Jewish My L.A. weed stank Youd think Im smoking out a sewage Fuck what you think I know you thought I wouldnt do it Fuck what you think Young Gunna flowing like a poet I can hear the crowd scream my name and I love it You can look around and you still wont see me coming Used to seeing clouds, uh, and now the sky sunny Im performing, Rolling Loud, got my fans, star-studded I hustled as a child, went from nothing to something Lost and I was found, I fell in love with the money Remember they had doubt but I know only God can judge me I remember they had doubt but you know only God can judge me

Hmm-hmm Like, get right, you know what Im sayin? Hey I got some sauce, ayy I got some sauce, ooh You know what Im sayin? Gunna with me Hey Been got sauce with the acres, I live like a player, my niggas surrounded by gates White neighbors on the side of me, know they not likin me and I know they think Im hatin Aint my birthday but I get to the cake Diamonds on wet, they on wet like the lake And Im too fresh when I stepped in the place Got money on me like I stepped out the bank, and hey I got some sauce, ayy, ooh I got some sauce to drip, ayy I got some sauce, ayy, ooh I got some sauce to drip, ayy Yeah, ooh, I got some sauce to drip, ayy I got some sauce, ayy I got some sauce to drip, hey Hey, ayy, yeah, yeah I got some sauce to spill, ayy That hatin aint payin no bills, no Rock Gucci with fur on the heels, ooh Dont want it, it dont got a seal, for real I play with them racks with no deal, ayy Why beef with the boy? He a queer, ooh Only while the bitch take the pills Cant fuck with these niggas, some niggas is actors And Im not a rapper, bitch, I am a splasher Thousand Ps comin in on a tractor Got cheese on my head like a Packer, ooh Make that lil bitch call me master, ayy Chopper might cause a disaster, ooh Spit the good word like the pastor Im bout ballin in the game, I aint goin to no practice, ayy Been got sauce with the acres, I live like a player, my niggas surrounded by gates White neighbors on the side of me, know they not likin me and I know they think Im hatin Aint my birthday but I get to the cake Diamonds on wet, they on wet like the lake And Im too fresh when I stepped in the place Got money on me like I stepped out the bank, and hey I got some sauce, ayy, ooh I got some sauce to drip, ayy I got some sauce, ayy, ooh I got some sauce to drip, ayy Yeah, ooh, I got some sauce to drip, ayy I got some sauce, ayy I got some sauce to drip, hey I got some sauce to drip I got some sauce to drip I got my drawers from Fifth She give me jaws and lips They think they cant park the whips The interior chocolate chip I got a gun filled with hollow tips Gotta trap, aint no way I could trip You know my bitch like a stray dog on a pill Half a mil up and I aint signed a deal I cant sip it if it aint come with a seal I fuck my bitch good and I pay all her bills You come in one way, aint no way out the crib You stack this shit up, youll live life how I live First of the month, I dont care bout the bills Bout to go put him some ice in his grill Been got sauce with the acres, I live like a player, my niggas surrounded by gates White neighbors on the side of me, know they not likin me and I know they think Im hatin Aint my birthday but I get to the cake Diamonds on wet, they on wet like the lake And Im too fresh when I stepped in the place Got money on me like I stepped out the bank, and hey I got some sauce, ayy, ooh I got some sauce to drip, ayy I got some sauce, ayy, ooh I got some sauce to drip, ayy Yeah, ooh, I got some sauce to drip, ayy I got some sauce, ayy I got some sauce to drip, hey

Yeah Yeah, Gunna a rockstar Ice out the drip with a black car 458, its a Nascar But for London, I need me a Passport  Mm, I dont got to act hard Got that beamer swaped out for the Jaguar I stay smokin like I got a gas car Its a rover, it did come from landmarks Mm, im in that Every other day, I pop the tag off Take her shopping, cause she got a wet mouth I went deaf on that bitch, let the cash talk Cash in and cash out Blow the six and we pull up and air it out Sippin hope I dont pass out Look at this bitch, she got her ass out And they know we keep guns like torpedoes Blow his face off, I shot through the peephole Got baguettes on my teeth, with the pink hole Baddest bitch, she came from Puerto Rico Dior bag, where I stash all my racks at I got in the back of the Maybach I say fuck it, fill my face with face tats Camel toe, all my bitch got a fat cat Niggas tried call me up, try to box me in I turned up to getting flats, come in millions Camouflage Gucci shirt like Chameleon And my drip got it wet, so im diving in Smokin skittles, my back with a big loc And they know im on drugs like a rockstar Got a draco on my shoulder, I let off Pillow talking, im knocking his head off The red dot on his face, like he rude though Got bad bitches on top of the rooftop And these niggas gon fold like a futon Boy, the sauces not free, need a coupon Got a Glock 17, need some titties on And the lil nigga sketchy, I dont feel the homie Foreign bitch ride the dick, like she seen a pony Put the bitch on white, now she call me Tony Yeah, Gunna a rockstar Ice out the drip with a black car 458, its a Nascar But for London, I need me a Passport Mm, I dont got to act hard Got that beamer swaped out for the Jaguar I stay smokin like I got a gas car Its a rover, it did come from landmarks Mm, im in that Every other day, I pop the tag off Take her shopping, cause she got a wet mouth I went deaf on that bitch, let the cash talk Cash in and cash out Blow the six and we pull up and air it out Sippin hope I dont pass out Look at this bitch, she got her ass out

Yeah, YSL La familia Go, ya dig, ya dig Groupie love King Slime Jeffery, hey Groupie love Ya dig Bitch thats that groupie love Know what the fuck Im sayin Wheezybeats Quit playin Livin in the mud I got a lot of mud Secret service with me Nip it in the bud Im livin in the mud Im drinkin on mud like a pig Secret service with me Nip it in the bud, lil kid Groupie love, we aint ever playin by the rules Nigga better not start playin with us We aint ever playin Im talkin bout that groupie love We gon shoot a nigga out his shoes If you snooze, then your ass gon lose You better pay your dues You better pay them dudes Swear to god I dont want to catch a body But I will roll this king in niggas pills that serious So for real I need a mammal like a seal Gon cross your top, make em stitch you I hear the feds and they listenin Tryna catch on to the drippin They tryna catch on to the pimpin They aint catchin on to it, we whip em So, we not gon whip em Beat em with the bat and we wood em Run em out a road and we woods them Head hind the store and they caught ya Drip behind the store Gave it to my boy, I didnt charge him Everything is good with your mama Everything she want, man she got it Marble floors, orange like a pumpkin House around lil army Livin in the mud I got a lot of mud Secret service with me Nip it in the bud Im livin in the mud Im drinkin on mud like a pig Secret service with me Nip it in the bud, lil kid Groupie love, we aint ever playin by the rules Nigga better not start playin with us We aint ever playin Im talkin bout that groupie love We gon shoot a nigga out his shoes If you snooze, then your ass gon lose You better pay your dues Pulled up booted on molly Got too many groupies in the lobby Got percs, got xans, got rocks Gonna fuck a pornstar like a rockstar Got a bad lil bitch, exotic Gas we smokin that exotic Young fly nigga you can Throwin bands on bands and hundreds Im a young stoner nigga how I stunt it Fuck that pussy nigga that aint worth it Niggas dyin, gettin shot, niggas murdered Got a nigga ridin round with the burner Got a couple gas bags, I serve em None of yall niggas aint workin up coupe with the curtains Shittin on these niggas on purpose Gunna dont play by my I got it straight out the mud Im havin act in my cup Havin more water than tubs My mans is straight, Im the plug Your man a shrimp, he a dud Bricc said the ye good Its Secret service in the club Yeah Bricc, shoot it up Ill leave his ass in the mud Bitches give me groupie love Im a star, and Imma show I just took off on the plug I just ran off on the plug Livin in the mud I got a lot of mud Secret service with me Nip it in the bud Im livin in the mud Im drinkin on mud like a pig Secret service with me Nip it in the bud, lil kid Groupie love, we aint ever playin by the rules Nigga better not start playin with us We aint ever playin Im talkin bout that groupie love We gon shoot a nigga out his shoes If you snooze, then your ass gon lose You better pay your dues

Lyrics from Snippets might need another liver Kidney failures, I tell you this shit couldnt be more realer My body and drugs too familiar so its hard to clear my system This shit get hard on a nigga, I hardly show my feelings Look up and see stars, but Im realizing God in the ceiling I been getting high cause sex and weed tryna show me different Judging me for trying the whippets, Im tired of the critics But I cant cap, I aint feel it, but this time I done did it The doc dont care who the richest, I need to be admitted Why, why me, baby? Why? Wanna know why the reason on why I got my reasons Reason why they aint tell mе there was Thesе police wont ever save us, thats why I run with heathens God say you want me

Lyrics from Snippet I left out Atlanta then moved to Miami cause I heard the weather was better I pulled out the hood and moved right in a mansion and we doing better than ever I got my nigga that new Presidential, we constantly spending the cheddar The hate got me poppin’, I shit on these niggas I prolly wouldnt even remember Giving some racks to my ex bitch, she stay looking better Oh, loyalty, word to Moncler, yeah, regional member Yeah, thats my dog though We was just starving, that shit hard, and now we can ball together

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, ohh Clutch about to make another hit! Yeah, ay I was in the love with the dancing She was just searching for answers Worried bout Louis Vuitton And hittin the spot and go and get pampered Used to be sweet as a Fanta Its startin to feel like a cancer Fuck it up, why you fuck it up? And baby, I aint ever lie I keep it all the way a hundred I keep it all the way a hundred Baby, I aint ever lie I keep it all the way a hundred I keep it all the way a hundred, I keep it all the way a hundred Count up percent of the money You was just all for the money You need to start being honest Niggas dont keep it one hundred Sick of that fake actin funny every Sunday I eat it, she sweet like a sundae She might get a ring from me one day I came a long way from the Hyundai Nowadays Im in L.A. on Sunset My lil bitch in New York got the basics And my Miami girl got some good head Tell my homies pull up with the and I know I aint made it yet I know me and Gunna go maniac In the front, tryna see where Lil Baby at How can I go for the scandal I fell in love with her dancin She kissing me, calling me handsome I might take a call for ransom Got too many guys in Atlanta That ice got me cold as a panda Young Gunna, get friends like the Pastor Young Gunna stay friends with the bastards I fell in the love with the dancing She was just searching for answers Worried bout Louis Vuitton And hittin the spot and go and get pampered Used to be sweet as a Fanta You startin to feel like a cancer Fuck it up, why you fuck it up? Baby, I aint ever lie I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand Baby, I aint ever lie, I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand You was just poppin this shit, sayin I aint doing shit Dont make me screenshot this shit, you was just all on my dick Mad cause I aint give you that, mad cause I aint give you this Lucky I gave you a shot, lucky I gave you some dick I am just keepin it real, thats just me keepin it real They gotta stay on my toes cause you was just all on my hip Mad, aint tryna get it, you just lookin for a reason Hit me if you need some pipe, I could use you for the evening Baby, you know you a savage, but sorry, girl, I am a savage too Girl, you not even the baddest, so why do you come with that attitude? I had you covered in carats, bitch, you should show me some gratitude Heard since you left you been scraggin, you just a bitch on the avenue I was in the love with the dancing She was just searching for answers Worried bout Louis Vuitton And hittin the spot and go and get pampered Used to be sweet as a Fanta Now it be seemin like cancer Fuck it up, why you fuck it up? Baby, I aint ever lie I keep it all the way a million I keep it all the way a million Baby, I aint ever lie, ay I keep it all the way a trillion, I keep it all the way a trillion, I keep it all the way- Ohhh, all the way