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All year, all year All year, blood, its poppin over here All year, cuz, its crackin over here All year, up at midnight, countin every dollar Every dollar, every dollar and we countin Aw, we gon get it poppin in the set Aw, drop it down and break your neck Yeah, out in Third Ward, right there by the Frenchies Every summer, I finesse it for a check Aw, if you real, you know the deal Aw, they know Im the one thats really trill They know Im the one that pay the bill Aw, keep a couple gang bangers, throwin sets up And they down to let it fly when shit get real All year, blood, its poppin over here All year, cuz, its crackin over here All year, up at midnight, countin every dollar Every dollar, every dollar and we countin Aw, we gon get it poppin in the set Aw, drop it down and break your neck Yeah, out in Third Ward, right there by the Frenchies Every summer, I finesse it for a check Aw, if you real, you know the deal Aw, they know Im the one thats really trill They know Im the one that pay the bill Aw, keep a couple gang bangers, throwin sets up And they down to let it fly when shit get real Why these niggas, niggas, niggas hatin, baby, let me know All these niggas, niggas, niggas hatin, know they want whats more More All these niggas, niggas, hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin Know they want whats more Want whats more, baby, know they want whats more, more Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All year, blood, its poppin over here All year, cuz, its crackin over here All year, up at midnight, countin every dollar Every dollar, every dollar and we countin Aw, we gon get it poppin in the set Aw, drop it down and break your neck Yeah, out in Third Ward, right there by the Frenchies Every summer, I finesse it for a check Aw, if you real, you know the deal Aw, they know Im the one thats really trill They know Im the one that pay the bill

Little vodka and some juice Yeah Yup, yup, yup Okay, alright Its time, right now Go live Little vodka an some juice Anything keep me loose Bitch you outta pocket, pocket rocket poppin Pop it at your noggin, like you keep it comin Stop it, stay on topic, shoppin in the tropics Drop the check deposit, youngin, hide your target Sunday to Sunday, Im doublin my profit Hold the fuckin phone, did this on my own Hit the bitch Im gone, gotta keep it movin goin way up Mix the juice and the vodka, lets get it Cranberry Bentley, push it to the limit, through the ceiling Catch up wit me bitch, I’m on a million Know I rock the Presidential when I show out on a mission Ima take it up a notch, I got a motherfuckin feelin Yeah, London gon make a killin Dippin through the city in a lo-lo I be with my dog, call him Toto Please, no fucking photos Nigga, win or lose, Ima do the best yeah Pickin through these bitches leave the rest yeah Okay, alright Its time, right now Go live Little vodka an some juice Anything keep me loose Bank, bank account load it up with zero Poppin Percocets in the Matrix feelin like Neo 40-loaded chopper, I can shoot you through the peephole Never goin outside, beefin by the P.O Got the baddest bitch around with me, I dont need to see hoe Twenty-thousand a month, my new crib aint got a keyhole Tryna stuff my pockets with them chips like Doritos I just want the cheese like Cheeto Catch me up in traffic, my whip is immaculate I wish a nigga might try me, I promise Im packin it I Randy Moss all of my bitches, I’m throwin’ and catchin’ it Magic City Monday, I be throwin the cabbage, bitch Im havin it Racin through the city, fuck the speed limit Everybody pointin like, Who that? That was me in it Back to back to back to back, sittin on 21 like a savage Be in the club, see me and Travis Okay, alright Its time, right now Go live Bit of vodka an some juice Everything keep me loose

Wassup, world? Yeah, you! Im Travis Scott, This my McDonalds order Follow me Heres my Quarter Pounder With lettuce, pickles, onions, Ketchup, mustard, and bacon Heres my fries Sometimes I do this Then I dip them in the BBQ sauce Oh, yeah! And my Sprite Same order as back in Houston, And you can try it, too The Travis Scott meal Just $6 Say Cactus Jack sent you

Wheezy outta here Yeah Roadrunnin like we getting rowdy to the West Fly Away thats just the bird up on my chest Duckin shots from the feds cop the vest Gs with me, me and my niggas on a quest Im Outside, Outside with the Blues Outside, with the HC niggas runnin shoots Outside with the loot, outside with the goons Outside with no frauds, all my niggas getting loose All my niggas get the juice, FIll me up, yeah .40 runs out my coupe, we got guns, yeah Niggas sprayin take a prick up through your thumbs We get wild, we get crazy, we get dumb, Yeah Yeah We get wild, we get crazy, we get dumb, Yeah Yeah She my Lois Lane, Im her Superman Shes tryna go to Spain, Im wildin in Japan She off the candy cane, Im stayin Super Sayan She always go insane, when Im off with the gang She my Lois Lane, Im her Superman Shes tryna go to Spain, Im wildin in Japan She off the candy cane, Im stayin Super Sayan She always go insane, when Im off with the gang, yeah She my Lois– Superman

Look my killer in the eye Russian roulette, blushin brunette Tell me what she did it for, was it for everything and more? Chain so long it touched the boy, your fate prolonged until Im bored So much fun Im overboard, you see just how they did the kid Got a tip, they took the masses up the ladder, aint that some shit? Buy a pack and take a trip, travel late, we got the chips Shit get gully and shit get ugly, but I know you not gon flip Plenty of nights I seen you spaz Took em on the road, they chased my ass .32 humble, OJ half I done ran blocks likе OJ did Said you was down but I know you flip You a backstabber like a OJ hit, yeah Takе the knife out of my back Look my killer in the eye

Tracklist Gucci Mane - Both ft. Drake Made Man - Big Money ft. Offset Tyga - Feel Me ft. Kanye West Yo Gotti - Castro ft. 2 Chainz, Quavo, Big Sean & Kanye West MadeinTYO & 24hrs - You Weeknd - Sidewalks ft. Kendrick Lamar Kid Cudi - Baptized In Fire ft. Travis Scott Big Sean - Moves Weeknd - Reminder Future - Thats a Check ft. Rick Ross Migos - Call Casting Gucci Mane - Stutter Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti - Section YG - Trill ft. Lil Wayne Kid Cudi - Frequency Kid Cudi - By Design ft. Andre 3000 Rae Sremmurd - Do Yoga Jeezy - Like That Lil Wayne - Bring It Back Apex Rich - Next Drake - Wu-Tang Forever The XX - Say Something Loving Young Thug - Power SOHN - Hard Liquor Roy Woods - Instinct ft. MadeinTYO DOM KENNEDY - California Mr. Hudson - Supernova ft. Kanye West Dougie F - Half Young Thug & Travis Scott - .WAV Radio Freestyle Birdman - Get your Shine on ft. Lil Wayne Birdman & Lil Wayne - Stuntin Like My Daddy Birdman - I Run This ft. Lil Wayne Young Thug - Constantly Hating ft. Birdman Lil Wayne - Im a Dboy ft. Birdman Birdman - Neck of the Woods ft. Lil Wayne Big Tymers - Still Fly Big Tymers - Get Your Roll on Big Tymers - #1 Stunna ft. Lil Wayne & Juvenile

Tracklist Gucci Mane - Drove U Crazy ft. Bryson Tiller Meek Mill - Offended ft. Young Thug & 21 Savage Travis Scott - lose Migos - WOA A$AP Mob - Runner ft. Lil Uzi Vert & A$AP Ant 2 Chainz - Good Drank ft. Quavo & Gucci Mane Ty Dolla $ign - Hello Rick Ross - Buy Back The Block ft. 2 Chainz & Gucci Mane YFN Lucci - Key to The Streets ft. Quavo & Trouble Dae Dae - Spent it D.R.A.M. - Cash Machine Jeezy - All There ft. Bankroll Fresh Travis Scott - Swang ft. Rae Sremmurd 21 Savage & Metro Boomin - Mad High Travis Scott - coordinate The Weeknd - Party Monster Big Sean - Bounce Back Frank Ocean - Self Control Future - Used To This ft. Drake Jay Z - Renegade ft. Eminem Kid Cudi - T.G.I.F. ft. King Chip The Weeknd - I Feel It Coming The Jacksons - This Place Hotel A Tribe Called Quest - Find a way A Tribe Called Quest - Whateva Will Be Frank Ocean - Monks Goldlink - Fall in love ft. Ciscero Bruno Mars - 24K Magic Tee Grizzley - First Day Out Yung Lean - Yoshi City Travis Scott - A-Team KDA - Just Say ft. Tinashe PARTYNEXTDOOR - Not Nice Bon Iver - 33 “GOD” Rae Sremmurd - By Chance Meek Mill - Froze ft. Lil Uzi Vert & Nicki Minaj Amine - Caroline Gucci Mane - St. Brick Intro Gucci Mane - 1st Day Out Tha Feds Gucci Mane - Last Time - ft. Travis Scott Gucci Mane - Nothin On Ya ft. Wiz Khalifa Gucci Mane - Lemonade Gucci Mane - Swing My Door Gucci Mane - Heavy Gucci Mane - I Move Chickens Gucci Mane - Making Love To The Money Gucci Mane - Stupid Wild ft. Camron & Lil Wayne Gucci Mane - Intro: Fuck 12 Future - The Way It Go ft. Gucci Mane Gucci Mane - Fuck The World ft. Future Gucci Mane - Bricks ft. OJ Da Juiceman & Yo Gotti Gucci Mane - Freaky Girl Gucci Mane - I Dont Love Her ft. Rocko & Webbie Gucci Mane - Photoshoot Gucci Mane - Might Be Gucci Mane - Wasted Lil Wayne - Steady Mobbin ft. Gucci Mane Gucci Mane - Icy ft. Jeezy Gucci Mane - Haterade ft. Nicki Minaj & Pharrell Gucci Mane - Traphouse 3 ft. Rick Ross Young Thug - Again ft. Gucci Mane Gucci Mane - I Think I Love Her Cover Art:

Like the way you do it, slower Hit her, ran to it, wonder divin Get up and man-move it, Im known to shake it Carter, whole improvement, you better do it Who the, who the truest? You are, you are in the newest You know you stayed up in the phone booth with And now we gonna turn up the phone boothin, yeah Down to get crazy, hand of a, hand of a sinner Panorama, panorama, you know you lew it You know you like it, I know Im in it Known to bite it, youre known to jack it We gon hit her first, then I merk Independent alert private in it niggas even then, but then I doubt it Your bodys burning up, oh yeah Ooh, nah-nah-nah, yeah Feel it up in the air Pass the lighter, we can take it higher Set the world on fire Set the world on fire, ooh Set the world on fire Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah Set the world on fire Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah, ooh Like the way you do it, slower Hit her, ran to it, wonder divin Get up and man-move it, Im known to shake it Carter, whole improvement, you better do it Who the, who the truest? You are, you are in the newest You know you stayed up in the phone booth with And now we gonna turn up the phone boothin, yeah Down to get crazy, hand of a, hand of a sinner Panorama, panorama, you know you lew it You know you like it, I know Im in it Known to bite it, youre known to jack it We gon hit her first, then I merk Independent alert private in it niggas even then, but then I doubt it Your bodys burning up, oh yeah Ooh, nah-nah-nah, yeah Feel it up in the air Pass the lighter, we can take it higher Set the world on fire Set the world on fire, ooh Set the world on fire Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah Set the world on fire Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah, ooh

Yo, Chase B Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Just tell me tell me to my face Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh 2020, Im on my You were so bad, I couldnt help it, I couldnt help myself I wouldnt be mad when its all over, I did my best Hello , Im calling from out of this world I know you bitter, Im talkin to other girls Im waiting, still waiting Patiently, Im waiting Waiting, Im waiting Already know lil shawty got it The way she bend it over on the sofa, body-body I had two twenty five, I spent that shit right out my pocket And pulled up to that lot and told the dealer, I gotta cop it You think you going big-on-big-on-big, you need to stop it You went and dropped your shit, it didnt hit, you went and flopped it I got all my hoes from way back then, they give the sloppy I done went too cold, Im in these streets, Im out my body Im gettin deep in it , you was on my Christmas list Oh damn, I met you, I wont regret you, but Im like, Who is this? She got them talking about them things, Im like youre ludicrous You gotta calm down right now, you know I do this shit I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring And Im like, Who is this, Im on some Houston shit I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring And Im like, Who is this, and Im like Who is this, Who? When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates Steppin out pressin Baby, youre a blessing In the bed, we wrestling We sending a message This is black excellence Tryna build us a residence Hundred racks in my bag, get your bed and its low No couches, let me know Lets go, Ill stretch the bowl Ass on swole, she get a purse, yeah, she working her moves Big Huncho, baguettes come first, and then we can do two Top down, chopping off coupes , she warm and wet like soup Jump off the top of the roof , cause Im falling in love with you I bet I hear ring, ring , I bet I hear ring, ring And Im like, Who is this, , Im on that Nawf side shit I bet I hear ring, ring, I bet I hear ring, ring Just call me again, my baby 2020, Im on my way I told you we would be okay Okay? Okay I bet it ring, ring I bet it ring, ring

No monogamy, ménage with me Pornography surrounding me You get high with me, you come down with me Thats all I need in my fantasy All these flashing lights Give you some of me, you want all of me And get high with me and come down with me Yeah, thats all I need in my fantasy You remind me of my ex, crazy love We designed our love around the drugs We both in this club, we both tryna fuck Ima rub a dub, tryna get a nut No monogamy, ménage with me Pornography surrounding me You get high with me, you come down with me Thats all I need in my fantasy All these flashing lights blinding me Give you some of me, you want all of me And get high with me and come down with me Yeah, thats all I need in my fantasy

All you cool people better leave now Cause its about to happen Friday night and Im ridin solo When I touch down, keep it on the low-low I dont mess with your energy , no photos So antisocial, but I dont care Dont give a damn, Im gonna smoke here Got a bottle in my hand, bring more though Got my hat low, dont talk to me Ive been down, give me some space You dont know whats in my brain Music loud, easin my pain Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah On something, on something On something, I wanna riot Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah On something, on something On something, I wanna riot Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah I need room, I need room Where you standin way too close You might catch fumes, might catch fumes When I zoom , when I zoom Pass out, wake up by myself right past noon Right past noon, then Im doomed Occupied by movin dolla Hennessys drownin all of my issues Right before I leave, she give me more than just a miss you That thing got more back, just like my engine, I can hit it Seen a vision in the boy, then we committed Ive been lost out inner space You left me right in my place I put you down on my name Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah On something, on something On something, I wanna riot Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah On something, on something On something, I wanna riot Dont touch me, dont touch me Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah Dont touch me, yeah I need, I need, I need, I need I need, I need, I need, I need room I need, I need, I need room, I-I-I-I need Dont give a damn, dont give a damn, Im gonna smoke here I need, I need, I need room, I-I-I-I need So antisocial, but I dont care I need, I need, I need room, I-I-I-I need So antisocial Ahh, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, woah Yeah, ooh, woah

The party never ends In a motel laying with her friends Im tryna get revenge Youll be all out of love in the end Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot aint no flight plans Cant believe whatever Im seeing And they know whenever I land Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up The party never ends In a motel laying with my sins, yeah Im tryna get revenge Youll be all out of love in the end Bicentennial man, put the city on slam She get trippy off Xans, lost 21 grams And she did it on cam, wasnt no video dance Make my own rules, I really dont pick, I just choose I dont set picks, I just shoot Chop and get screwed I told her its B.Y.O.B., that mean buy your own boobs Put it on God, He the one who put me on top Cant be put in a box, gotta move on the opps Never got the move on the drop Niggas tryna move on the Scott And move that deep, tryna run down, shits steep Gotta act a fool with the squad Next city, no sleep, back to the 713 Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot aint no flight plans Cant believe whatever Im seeing And they know whenever I land Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Heartbreak hotel Bet you cant take no Ls Plug like AOL Who say that I aint gon sell? Hand me the H, Ill sell She said I got a nigga I said I aint gon tell Buy it by the pound so it aint no scale Im sick of the drank The flippin of paint Grippin the grain Whipping the tank My niggas gon flame Bitch, Im with gang Got your bitch on the plane Spent ten hours on this flight, man Told the pilot aint no flight plans Cant believe whatever Im seeing And they know whenever I land Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up Fuck the club up, fuck the club up The party never ends

yawa thgin eht esahc Ot ydaer nitteg eruoy wonk I Ecnad annaw uoy wonk I ,evom annaw uoy wonk I Doom eht ni enola emoh eruoy nehw I try it if it feels right This feels nice Ive been down and lost for days Glad I found you on the way When the days get brighter, the night gets nighter I always feel this way Through the hills I hear you callin, miles and miles away yawa thgin eht esahc Ot ydaer nitteg eruoy wonk I Ecnad annaw uoy wonk I ,evom annaw uoy wonk I Doom eht ni enola emoh eruoy nehw We up all night, from dawn to dusk, its always poppin I fell in love, fell outta love, we both had options, uh I played the drums, she rolled the drugs I runnin up, she rollin up Nah, we never did before, uh They never said we anything, they never joke, when I didnt know Rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin stones All in all, I want my overdose Runnin up an M, she come right back, I throw it back It made me feel low I try it if it feels right This feels nice Ive been down and lost for days Glad I found you on the way When the days get brighter, the night gets nighter I always feel this way Through the hills I hear you callin, miles and miles away Shit, Ill try it if it feels nice Shit, Ill try it if it feels nice Shit, this kinda feels nice I been down and lost for days Miles and miles away When youre home alone in the mood I know you wanna move, I know you wanna dance I know you gettin ready to Take the night away When youre home alone in the mood I know you wanna move, I know you wanna dance I know youre gettin ready to Take the night away Oh, holy, you let me go

Lyrics from Snippet Sonic I dont know why I keep sinnin, I do it without love Im just tryna find a baby All these drugs inside my system, I dont know about love I dont know the feelin, baby I dont know, I dont know, I dont know I just take it day by day Drivin slow, I dont know where Im goin Im just tryna get home to my baby You dont know about the feeling of havin nobody How you a shooter in your section and aint got nobody? When I was broke my main bitch left me for some Fendi Once I got rich, she screamin Roddy, please forgive me All this pain inside my body, I lock myself inside the room But I aint cryin, I cant cry about it If I ever said a bitch aint made my heart cold Nigga, Id be lyin, but I cant lie about it And you know winner, thats my slime, thats my slime Ima die about it Tryna get ready to go get the Rollie, when you buss it down, you holdin down the town Inside the

If you drinkin, pour it up If you smokin, light it up In the H we get it shawty Yeah thats my type, yeah thats my type Oh, its so amazin Good god that ass is gracious Feel like Im on top of the whole world Goddammit, its amazin Plottin how we gon do it, we shot We pull up to my- Pull up to Vegas and strip And still man of the month Yeah, theres so much in the jet We can go straight to moon like We can disappear from this world like Another sip and Im gone like Baby, its easy come and follow me to paradise So come and follow me to paradise If you drinking pour it up If you smoking light it up In the H we get it shawty Yeah thats my type Yeah thats my type We can go straight to moon like We can disappear from this world like Another sip and Im gone like Baby, its easy come and follow me to paradise So come and follow me to paradise If you drinking pour it up If you smoking light it up In the H we get it shawty Yeah thats my type Yeah thats my type If you drinking pour it up If you smoking light it up In the H we get it shawty Yeah thats my type Yeah thats my type

Lyrics from Snippets She said Yo wheres the safe Glocks and handles Glocks and Cougars Got guns now you tucked Packin that juicer Lawyers and shooters All that Were just ahead of the game And they dont stop editin Know wheres the safe Glocks and handles Glocks and Cougars Got guns now you tucked Packin that juicer Lawyers and shooters All that To save your way Were just ahead of the game And they dont stop

Are you ready

Last night turned into this mornin Woke up and still had it zoomin Goin all night, goin all night Goin all night, goin all night Goin all night, goin all night Goin all night Okay Remy on my throat Tonight Im bout to catch a case I got pre-rows in my spot All your OGs know my way Ahh your dash and my shit loud Tell me what we bout to do? Only here for one more night So Imma drink enough for two Okay, we can go all night, what? Okay, we can go all night, what? All night, all night, all night Now we can go all night All night, all night, all night Okay, we can go all night, all night Mix the Dusse with the Ace We switchin up the pace We gone get that change Thats mando day to day Order up more hoes and ice I smoked my last of the night Tell the hoes to bring that dank Now we right back in the game Bout to do the job Movin up the interstate She doin Vegas after hours She just wanna stay up late Ive been goin for a week, Ive been at it all day I can never get no sleep, I can never get no sleep, Ive been at it all day Ive been goin for a week, Ive been goin for a week, Ive been at it all day I can never get no sleep, I can never get no sleep, Ive been at it all day Ive been goin for a week, all night

Party 101 , party 101 Dont you bring that gun Party 101, party 101 Party 101 Okay, Im cruising down the 101, Im headed to the valley Temperature out, 101, a hot ass day in Cali Hit-Boy hit me up and said, playboy let’s throw a party I hit up the squad and I said, let’s get it started Had Caz call the chef, have her cook up while it’s zoomin I’mma send that group text, Willie get it boomin Couple girls called mad, said they coming by theyself Mad at me, cause they done got invited by somebody else Gotta get that function orchestrated, just called in that liquor On a truck, for your system, to get wasted with your sister Y’all aint sisters, stop playin, Im lifted, Im just sayin All them niggas know that its models So they aint gettin in without bottles, zoom This is how you throw a party This is how you This is how you, this This is how you throw a party This is how, how you throw a party So give me some damn room and turn up the volume So give me some damn room and turn up the volume So give me some damn room and turn up the volume Zoom I wake up wired, thank the sire then pick my attire Roll up some fire, send a flyer only to the fires Help me clear out all these couches Go and warn all the neighbors Get the strap so they know we bout it Go and warn all the haters Tell them dont try tonight Cause we tryna keep the environment right She want me to come upstairs and beat it up It just might be a riot tonight Cause baby came with her bestie Off Molly, they wanna molest me Another pack just texted me Plus my ex tryna impress me, damn And the party packing fast I’m giving out daps and dabs Cats dropping cuts from the nineties Thrashed, in the cut where you can find me Girl Scout in my ashtray All the pretty bitches shake it Tight jeans, high waisted Got the room saying This is how you throw a party This is how you This is how you, this This is how you throw a party This is how, how you throw a party So give me some damn room and turn up the volume So give me some damn room and turn up the volume So give me some damn room and turn up the volume So give me some damn room and turn up the volume Zoom Party 101, dont you bring that gun less you bout to do somethin Damn Im way too drunk, just have a little fun Ima make her cum, Ima rum-bum-bum-bum On her tummy-tum-tum, gimme some, yeah I need more drugs, need more funds Yeah step up in this bitch make em run, make em run Only trill ones, Im the only one Party 101, party 101 Party 101, party 101 Party 101, party 101 Party 101, party 101 Party 101, party 101 Party 101, party 101 Party 101, party 101 Party 101, party 101 This is how you throw a party This is how you This is how you, this This is how you throw a party This is how, how you throw a party So give me some damn room and turn up the volume So give me some damn room and turn up the volume So give me some damn room and turn up the volume Zoom Throw a party, party, party, party Throw a party, party, party, party Throw a party, playboy lets throw a party Throw a party, playboy lets throw a party From all in the H Town, on the way down This is how you throw a party Who tryna party? Throwing molly, going naughty Who tryna party? Spilling liquor on her body My kind of party My kind of party

All around the world and we racin Woo, been racin now we lit bruh

Lyrics from Snippet Pop up on me, yeah, pop up on me, pop up on me Pop up on me, yeah, dont be late

! 100 bottles but I might need some more Shot after shot, but I might need some more Spendin money, guala, might spend some more Lets be honest, I just might make a switch 100 bottles but I might need some more Shot after shot, but I might need some more Spendin money, guala, might spend some more Lets be honest, I just might make a switch Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it Straight up! Ima hit it like Im Babe Ruth Put your hand on your ankles Ima hit it on the dance floor Let em see how I thank you I know you a church girl But you aint no saint, boo She eat the paint like Van Gogh, now girl Girl, let me hit it Your bodys so Gucci I beat that pussy blue Now its crippin like its Your pussy got me peeling I be peeling like Im kooky Stick it in every hole Im the binder to your looseleaf The binder to your looseleaf She give head like she got no teeth That girl fuck me good I aint tryna fuck her homies I be lyin, Im a young Ginuwine Ima hit it from the back, gonna break her spine Gon ride it like a pony, Ima bust it like a nine Ima kill the coochie, let her Let me hit it, Ima hit it Ima hit that pussy all night, all night 100 bottles but I might need some more Shot after shot, but I might need some more Spendin money, guala, might spend some more Lets be honest, I just might make a switch Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it Ima hit that pussy like a dog Sippin on the Henny got me gone Sippin on the Henny got the feelin strong Put your mouth on it, girl, smoke it like a bong Young daddy long Hit it like Jackie Chan, rumbling around Pussys like Pakistan, girl you the bomb Shouldve knew I was packin, that dingaling on your lung In the Cadillac, headed to your moms You started to Claim you aint want it, girl, but I got you in the zone I think you was frontin, stuntin, but girl you want it all Oh, I want it all from you Ima hit it so goddamn rude, Ima hit it so good Oh, oh Let me hit it Let me hit it I want it all from you Let me hit it Ima hit it so goddamn rude Let me hit it Ima hit it so good Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it La Flame! Let me hit it

Yeah Hey, hey I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah 7-1-3 To the 2-8-1, yeah, Im ridin, whyre they on me? Whyre they on me? Im flyin, sippin low-key Im sippin low-key in Onyx, rider, rider When Im pullin up right beside ya Pop star, lil Mariah When I text a cute game, wildness Throw a stack on the Bible Never Snapchat or took molly She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah We at the top floor there, right off Doheny, yeah Oh no, I cant fuck with yall Yeah, when Im with my squad I cannot do no wrong Yeah, saucin in the city, dont get misinformed Yeah, they gon pull up on you Yeah, we gon do some things, some things you cant relate Yeah, cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay Oh, you cant go, oh, I dont know Oh, back the fuck up off me I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, ah I wanna press my like, yeah, I wanna press my I want a green light, I wanna be like I wanna press my line, yeah I wanna take that ride, yeah Im gonna press my line I want a green light, I wanna be like, I wanna press my Mama, dear, spare your feelings Im relivin moments, peeling more residual I can buy the building, burn the building Take your bitch, rebuild the building just to fuck some more I can justify my love for you And touch the sky for God to stop, debating war Put the pussy on a pedestal Put the pussy on a high horse That pussy to die for That pussy to die for Peter Piper picked a pepper so I could pick your brain and put your heart together We depart the shady parts and party hard The diamonds yours, the coupe forever My best shots might shoot forever like I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time Yeah Hey, hey

Seem like the life I fiend Seem like the life I fiends a little distant, yeah Seems like the life I need‚ uh Seems like the life I needs a little distant‚ yeah Light the remedy‚ yeah Sit back while I ride the beat, do it on repeat, repeat‚ yeah Ridin over me, yeah Angels, halos over me‚ I been blessin all my Gs All my Gs, yeah Wildin on me and all my Gs, we been on it for a beat Poppin for a beat, yeah Hand out, I cant even reach, I cant even get that deep Told you I dont teach, yeah Practice, ho, no, never preach Practice, ho, no, never preach, yeah Seem like the life I fiend Seem like the life I fiends a little distant, yeah Seems like the life I need, uh Seems like the life I needs a little distant, yeah Light the remedy, yeah Sit back while I ride the beat, do it on repeat, repeat, yeah Ridin over me, yeah Angels, halos over me, I been blessin all my Gs All my Gs, yeah Wildin on me and all my Gs, we been on it for a beat Poppin for a beat, yeah Hand out, I cant even reach, I cant even get that deep Told you I dont teach, yeah Practice, ho, no, never preach Practice, ho, no, never preach, yeah Seem like the life I fiend Seem like the life I fiends a little distant, yeah Seems like the life I need, uh Seems like the life I needs a little distant, yeah Light the remedy, yeah Sit back while I ride the beat, do it on repeat, repeat, yeah Ridin over me, yeah Angels, halos over me, I been blessin all my Gs All my Gs, yeah Wildin on me and all my Gs, we been on it for a beat Poppin for a beat, yeah Hand out, I cant even reach, I cant even get that deep Told you I dont teach, yeah Practice, ho, no, never preach Practice, ho, no, never preach, yeah

You can crawl in my bed tonight Long as you call ahead of time I know youre mine Just need the time I don’t bite You like the, like the lovers You can call me whenever I bought em all if they let us Come and ball with a nigga We put that vibe in each other I send you flowers forever We can fly to wherever I get the pilot together You wanna tiptoe, move in silence Movin through your town and the violence Put a purple rain in, it sends you climbin’ Just to tastell make everything vibrant Wanna look out for the sirens and the tyrants Cause everythings a little too quiet Somethings bout to pop up out of hidin I can see the darkness in your eyelids Movin through the clouds like I’m lightnin’ Bout to pop up on these niggas, make it frightenin’ Why you outside, are you not in? Cause I built a movie scene and a drive-in Can I see that ass with a wide lens? Cause when we gettin drunk, we gettin’ violent I know I hit your friend cause Im triflin But you still with me so I win, yeah

Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Where I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Yeah Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up When I lay up, need three of them when I lay up Juggle my balls in a lay up Way back in the back I’ve been laid up Flights been direct not a layover Lately I’ve been wanting to take a stewardess in the back Bang, pow her, onomatopoeia That double cheesey got ate up Niggas counting and the day up Did two months in the dirt, six double takers Had to put work, double work for the pay up That was easy now we laid up Won’t stop until we get Ghost They got a star, for err night that we stayed up Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up Laid up Straight up Laid up Straight up

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Imma go off Imma ride tonight It dont matter what we face Imma go off Imma ride tonight Im the master of my fate Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Yah, I gotta go now Takin off and Im ridin on the road now Hit the gas, no brakes, gotta go now Put my life on the line, yeah, its on me Blood rushin through my veins, no IV Ride, switchin lanes, you cant stop me You can smell the propane when you pass me Ride for the gang because Im the chief Helicopter hoverin, its high speed Chase, drive, straight Imma, race, to the, cake Flame, on it, no chain, on me All of, us, became, homies One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Imma go off Imma ride tonight It dont matter what we face Imma go off Imma ride tonight Im the master of my fate Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Yah, I gotta go now Nine-nine, nine-nine Youre rockin with the ether child in overdrive Yeah, yeah, I-5 to I-9 We go all niiiiiight, yeah Double 0 speed, double 0 Chevy I hit the fourth gear, hope I dont drift Souped up cars all around me Hot-boxin at a high speed One lane drivin Bad thing side me One more time on the road One more time fore we go One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Imma go off Imma ride tonight It dont matter what we face Imma go off Imma ride tonight Im the master of my fate Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Yah, I gotta go now Gotta go now Gotta go, swervin in my whip cant slow down Drivin fancy cars, boy, Im on the road now Automatic start, my Vic take a code now Yuh, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar Why you pay so much for yo Nissan? Because its GTR First, I shift it, click it, burnin rubber like Im movin dark Drive at night, I chop my top so I can relate to the stars Yeah, relate to the stars Imma race you for a pink slip I got nitrous in my car so tell me what you thinkin My adrenaline start pumpin so I been stopped blinkin One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Imma go off Imma ride tonight It dont matter what we face Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Yah, I gotta go now Ride in a Coupé, Im all alone now In the fast lane, I can not slow down I gotta watch my back when I go out Cause the people that had my back a bunch of sellouts If they jail me up right now, bet Ill bail out Me and 12 engines in the rear now Always doubted me, but tell em that we here now No negativity, focused on my career now No, I will never back down Race game Im Dwayne with the smack down He can go pound for pound better ask how One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Imma go off Imma ride tonight It dont matter what we face Imma go off Imma ride tonight Im the master of my fate Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Imma go off Yah, I gotta go now

Lyrics from Snippets Yo, Chase B Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Just tell me tell me to my face Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh 2020, Im on my You were so bad, I couldnt help it, I couldnt help myself I wouldnt be mad when its all over, I did my best Hello , Im calling from out of this world I know you bitter, Im talkin to other girls Im waiting, still waiting Patiently, Im waiting Waiting, Im waiting But you already know lil shawty got it The way she bend it over on the sofa, body-body I had two twenty five, I spent that shit right out my pocket And pulled up to that lot and told the dealer, I gotta cop it You think you going big-on-big-on-big, you need to stop it You went and dropped your shit, it didnt hit, you went and flopped it I got all my hoes from way back then, they give the sloppy I done went too cold, Im in these streets, Im out my body Im gettin deep in it , you was on my Christmas list Oh damn, I met you, I wont regret you, but Im like, Who is this? She got them talking about them things, Im like youre ludicrous You gotta calm down right now, you know I do this shit I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring And Im like, Who is this, Im on some Houston shit I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring And Im like, Who is this, and Im like Who is this, Who? When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates Steppin out pressin Baby, youre a blessing In the bed, we wrestling We sending a message This is black excellence Tryna build us a residence Hundred racks in my bag, get your bed and its low No couches, let me know Lets go, Ill stretch the bowl Ass on swole, she get a purse, yeah, she working her moves Big Huncho, baguettes come first, and then we can do two

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Woke up outside of town a little bit lost Little bit of Jack and the Yak caught in my mouth Never knew my shadow would leave me out I guess it was no will, no way, and no how Burn that tree and burn it fast Hopped in the DB9 and scurried off fast The devils a liar, we all know that I guess it’s no way in or way out I’m getting to the money Just got back from Mexico Swear to God we eatin bruh Copped that lean from the Texaco I’m getting to the money Trapping out in Mexico Fucked my first stripper bruh She sip that lean from the Texaco Yeah, posted up in this pickup New plug, hope I don’t get fucked I know if I feel something ain’t going right Everyone around here finna get stuck up I’m ‘bouta bounce and I know it so I can’t trip Full clip, one in the chamber, can’t slip Kidnap, I ain’t with that I made it to this bitch, I want neck Juan got the plug at the Texaco I’m in the back getting drink from my Mexican ho Lord knows if I get these drugs back to Texas I’ma put the drank man under pressure, ho In the game with the work, I was set to score Any brick I get I’ma strech for more Took off in the valley, off next to blow On the phone with the connect tryna check for dope Any means I’ma get this dough It don’t matter what it is, it gotta go Fast living, don’t nothing come slow Come show, we’ll be in front of your door I’m getting to the money Just got back from Mexico Swear to God we eatin bruh Copped that lean from the Texaco I’m getting to the money Trapping out in Mexico Fucked my first stripper bruh She sip that lean from the Texaco

Tracklist: Migos - Bad and Boujee ft. Lil Uzi Vert Gucci Mane - Last Time ft. Travis Scott Rae Sremmurd - Came A Long Way Young Thug - Wyclef Jean Travis Scott - Sweet Sweet DJ Khaled - Nas Album Done MadeinTyo - Skateboard P Rick Ross - No U Turns Justice - Randy Frank Ocean - Nights James Blake - Put That Away and Talk to Me Young Thug - Floyd Mayweather ft. Gucci Mane & Travis Scott Erykah Badu - Phone Down Schoolboy Q - Neva CHange Francis and the Lights - See Her Out Ty Dolla $ign - 3 Wayz ft. Travis Scott Kanye West - Christian Dior Denim Flow ft. Kid Cudi, Pusha T, Lloyd Banks, Ryan Leslie, John Legend Kanye West - Welcome to Heartbreak ft. Kid Cudi Kid Cudi - Make Her Say ft. Kanye West & Common Kid Cudi - Erase Me ft. Kanye West Kanye West - Gorgeous ft. Kid Cudi & Raekwon Kanye West- The Morning ft. Kid Cudi, Raekwon, DBanj, CyHi The Prynce, 2 Chainz, Common & Pusha T Kanye West - GOOD Friday ft. Charlie Wilson, Big Sean, Pusha T, Kid Cudi & Common T.I. - Welcome To The World ft. Kanye West & Kid Cudi Kanye West - Father Stretch My Hands ft. Kid Cudi Travis Scott - Goosebumps ft. Kendrick Lamar

Yeah Cut the lights down low Here comes this walking cloud of smoke Why is he not never broke? What is this, huh, some kind of joke? This bag of weed will smoke out six states Im King Chip, nigga, ask yo bitch how my dick tastes Im in these streets touring with a pound of trees Smokers always surrounding me Now these bitches houndin me, wanna go outta town with me Told this girl I only fuck two dimes at one time So she came back with a 9.5, I said fine Fuck it, close enough, open up, let me plug up your socket Keep some weed in my pocket in case you get out of pocket Uh, we chilling by the pool and bitches wanna get higher Told her my name was Chip and she told me I was a liar Im hot, bitch, Im on fire, she dont even think Im me And I really do this shit, how the fuck you think I eat? Its you and your girlfriend? Cool, its just me and Travis Scott We just need some head we dont ask a lot, haha Twenty drunk bitches around me Toastin up, this cant be life All these bitches around me Fresh as fuck, this every night Mumbling

Yo... Chess! Uhhh sound of waking up Yo Chess! Chess, wake up nigga! Yo, we gotta hit the Pit! still waking up Yea man just rolled up Right in the morning, ha Yo, meet me at the Pit Stop in 15 minutes waking up Alright Pit Stop 15 ... Wake up! Yo you hear me? Yea I hear you Whatd I say? Meet you at the Pit Stop in 15 minutes... Scoop my homies up to hit the Pit Stop Bad bitch with a wristwatch BBSs sit on this drop Cold killer, Mike n Ike thriller Just woke up, on the way to Travis Scooped him in the Benz, treat it like a Caddy Big gold watch like Im somebodys daddy If I was I spank butt and have two bad nannies Ha, I aint cleaning that shit up dude Chess scooped me up, just clocked out we can roll Gotta pick these girlies up, make that left right at the store We gon blow to the crib gotta scoop my 94s Gotta pick some homies up, these bitches came too throwed! Im slonky, but we should keep that on the low Im tripping with these pad and leathers on my tippie-toes Vacate on the weekends, perform a couple shows These girls skinny dipping dude jumping out they clothes Thats dope, gold BBSs like the Pope AMG gold plates, tint the windows just to smoke all through different states and we never leaving broke OG, OG, OG, them OGs got me stoked No binge drinking, all my homies love to smoke No zigs no guts, just tits and butts Shes a jumper and my homie got the Iverson cut Number 727 lets hit the dojo Jimmy got bud got it going for a dub Still kinda faded from the old smoke A little bub, Tony scooped it from the club And I aint even hit that bitch And we aint even smash that chick Gotta lotta Jordans dont touch my shit Dreams of helicopters all in my crib With yo bitch begging to let her suck my dick Real shit this is how we live Dope music gold chains thats bullshit I want a whole gang of Benjamin Franklains So I scoop my homies up we hit the Pit Stop Two times, two times! Who told you to step on my sneakers? Who told you to walk on my side of the block? Who told you to be in my neighborhood? I own this brownstone! Who told you to buy a brownstone on my block in my neighborhood on my side of the street?!

Lyrics from Snippets Yeah It aint up to you no more Gods Country, this is war Hold up son I make the storm Roll the dice I make it four It aint up to you no more Gods Country, this is war We was quiet when he rose Now Im talkin to the boss Ima talk to you Waking up, I see the light I been up, initial right See they leaping up my legion I teared it up and its alright Every time I got it all Tearing up and watch em fall...

She love me, she love me You say that you love me And if you really love me, than go get my money Less you heard me, you dont know truth Rappers played out like phoneboothes You couldnt fill my old shoes Vexed cause you flexin with my ex but she old news Girl what you really on Let me know if you fucking with the Philly don Flexing hard, aint the one to act silly, huh? Mami ride me like a bench, get your willy on Say what? girl what you really on Let me know if you fucking with the Philly don Flexing hard, aint the one to act silly, huh? Mami ride me like a bench, get your willy on Say word Money, my money, she all bout my money Soon as I get it, she beggin it from me Beg me, she beg me the way that she fuck me Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up Money dont grow on trees When your ratchet ass ask say please How come every time you want me I sneeze Think you last man might have had fleas-hold up I the plans, well love is contagious I give em the dick, they start acting outrageous Then after mention the crib that I stay in Its comfy and so is the bed that I-hold up Like the offseason girl, I am not playin My chick independent so I am not payin She undressed and ask me where am I staying? You smell like a marlin, I am not a Wayan She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me You say that you love me, than go get my money She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me You say that you love me, than go get my money She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me She love me, she love me Damn how could she not, yeah Menage on the dot, yeah I feed her the knots, yeah I feed her them rocks, Hold up its a marathon Where the fuck my medicine We the only ones thats trill aint we? We the only thing they feel aint it? Yeah, now its on Hardwood floors, marble doors, high , carnivals Mobbin space, in a race, we animals, in Hollywood We way too gone She love me, she love me You think that she dont? Might wife that lil baby Dont think that I wont Ay tell her girl I aint your last man Throw that shitty attitude in the trash can Girl I aint in the mood for your shitty attitude Girl got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman, ooh Got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman Girl you got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman Told her I aint in the mood for your shitty attitude Girl you have too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman, ooh She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me You say that you love me, than go get my money She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me You say that you love me, than go get my money She love me, she love me, hey She love me, she love me Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me

Lyrics from Snippet Me and Thugger gon come right through We lookin like baby cant Sippin that cacti then we gon pass out like this is I keep it

Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch Mix up the hooch No, this not Goose, this the hooch Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah Feelin kinda loose off the hooch Yeah, loose off the hooch Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah Fly done changed All in the mall, I aint got no brain Doin shit together we cant do again Brooklyn with the combo, Ill put in pain Ooh, Im back for another one Ooh, I like the way you wind it Ooh, I hate when were distant Ooh, she want a Michael, she dont do Jermaines Prince with the hundreds, yeah, purple rain Roll me up a Backwood, I cant do no planes When I take a sip, I swear I know myself I can teach your ass the combo, dont tell nobody else Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch Yeah, mix up the hooch No, this not Goose, this the hooch Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah Feelin kinda loose off the hooch Yeah , loose off the hooch Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah Clark Gable At the crib, the crap tables I been going day bu At the party I got jiggas, I got winnebago I cant hardly, I can hardly, I cant never stable Yeah, off the hooch juice, ooh Off the hooch juice, ooh Nothin brand new I swear a thing departed Had to get it started for me all my new garages Yeah, Im in there baby, baby, Ive been driving nauseous Stack the commas, feeling nauseous off that barbie Chillin in the sun, feel like Ken and Barbie, yeah, yeah I done balsamic all my niggas, I mean, yeah, yeah Hit the 504 up an deuce I cant even drink a let me choose, ooh, yeah Twinnin all my might just twin on you Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch Mix up the hooch No, this not Goose, this the hooch, yeah Yeah, off the hooch, umm, yeah Feelin kinda loose off the hooch Yeah, loose off the hooch Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah Yeah

Tracklist: Rae Sremmurd - Swang Ty Dolla $ign - Watching ft. Meek Mill Gucci Mane - Last Time ft. Travis Scott Dae Dae - Wat U Mean Lightshow - Need a Lighter ft. 21 Savage Madeintyo - Mr. Tokyo Young Thug - Future Swag Kap G - Girlfriend Migos - Dat Way ft. Rich The Kid Kid Cudi - Surfin ft. Pharrell Williams Giggs - Lock Doh ft. Donaeo Weeknd - Starboy ft. Daft Punk Solange - Cranes In The Sky DJ Mustard - Want Her ft. Quavo & YG Pusha T - Circles ft. Desiigner & Ty Dolla $ign Bryson Tiller - Let Me Explain Pusha T - H.G.T.V Solange - Mad ft. Lil Wayne Pusha T - Drug Dealers Anonymous ft. Jay Z Francis and the lights - See Her Out ft. Bon Iver M.I.A. - Go Off Travis Scott - outside ft. 21 Savage Bibi Bourelly - Ballin Bon Iver - 10 d E A T h b R E ast ⚄ ⚄ Tekno - Pana Young Dolph - Pulled Up ft. 2 Chainz & Juicy J Travis Scott - goosebumps ft. Kendrick Lamar Clipse - Virginia Pusha T - Crutches, Crosses, Caskets Pusha T - Nosetalgia ft. Kendrick Lamar Clipse - Popular Demand ft. CamRon & Pharrell Clipse - Im Good ft. Pharrell Clipse - Keys Open Doors Kanye West - Runaway ft. Pusha T Pusha T - Trouble On My Mind ft. Tyler The Creator Pusha T - Numbers On The Boards Clipse - Ride Around Shining Clipse - Momma Im So Sorry Clipse - Hot Damn ft. Ab Liva, Pharell, Roscoe P. Coldchain Clipse - We Got It for cheap Clipse - Grindin Future - Move That Dope ft. Pusha T, Pharrell & Casino Kanye West - Dont Like ft. Pusha T, Big Sean & Jadakiss Major Lazer - Night Riders ft. Pusha T, 2 Chainz, Travis Scott & Mad Cobra

With it, ayy, ayy, ayy We doin it big Sonny Digital Big forever Straight up I fell asleep dreamin I woke up freaky bitches with my semen My momma told me break cause she believin That one day her lil boyll see them demons With it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Forgiatos comin off the boat, I dont know I got models, liquor , tell me what you want Cause we wildin up in here And we wildin up in With it, ayy, ayy, ayy With it, ayy, ayy, ayy I fell asleep dreamin I woke up freaky bitches with my semen My momma told me break cause she believin That one day her lil boyll see them demons With it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Forgiatos comin off the boat, I dont know I got models, liquor , tell me what you want Cause we wildin up in here And we wildin up in With it, ayy, ayy, ayy

Its time to walk away Its time to walk away from you Ive seen that she was smart and she had a pretty smile I havent seen a star in the sky for a while With all of those diamond rings, all those fancy things Since youre not stuck-up I guess you dont have to get down on your knees Unless you want to suck my dick I guess you dont want to get down on your knees Came up in the party with 5 bitches on my dick And then we packed a car with like 10 of them in my whip Im getting slonky that bass plays and the pumpin Neighbours stuck-up, always asking for something Who gives a fuck? Yo, Slony keep poring up Ally and Meghan brought 4 friends and they aint drunk enough Chip was fucking with 2 vegas, and Chops gon roll them up Two fingers to these haters, pull that peace out her trunk She wet as fuck, we car pullin up out this truck Fuck on this slut, now my ex tellin me to come over bonin Its time to walk away Its time to walk away from you Wake up, cloudy, blasted out my mind Shit, you know we OG scoopin your change and flippin your dime Got them diamonds, party packin, its jumpin Chicks stuck-up, frontin and they drunk Who gives a fuck? Tony keep twistin up The promoter from Vegas say he got chicks thats hot enough Out of city of swangers and trucks, deuces and cups, swishers in Vegas, no guts, white chicks with butts Gotta go and get the cohol let me bone But, I hit that later cuz a nigga like me gotta get this paper, so Its time to walk away Its time to walk away from you Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin (Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin) Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin (Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin) Since youre not stuck-up I guess you dont have to get down on your knees Unless you want to suck my dick I guess you dont want to get down on your knees

Watching you, no stalking Eyeing you, while you bouncing Kama sutra, keep doing it Why you so nasty? Why you so nasty? Her ass fat, I need that Her ass clapping, her feet back Apple in here? I need that in here? I need that Bugatti? Benz? I need that I aint pamper shit, no feed back Naked strippers, we need that Im a good tipper, if you work that Why you so nasty? Why you so nasty? Make that shit work Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make that shit work Wow! Oh wow! My LA chick like everything in and out of mouth Oh wow! Tom Cruise, Im standing up, fucking on the couch She got them dumb cause she wonder why they poking out of blouse Wow! thats nasty I need a female cop to harass me Lock me up in that black and white taxi Aint got no time, lets do it in the backseat, yeah Hands up, face down like yeah Imma tell my dogs in the hood, yeah Roll a dice, pop a damn pill Why you so nasty? Why you so nasty? Make that shit work Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make that shit work Im looking for the bitch with the butterfly on her butt Yeah, a nigga trynna fuck And put expert girl, live it up Bet I make you squirt Baby give it up Nigga so freaky, I make nuts Looking for so I can beat it up In-n-out, in-n-out, take it out, in her mouth Why you so nasty? Make that shit work Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make that shit work Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make her say Ow! Make that shit work

I can lay inside I can lay inside I can lay inside I can lay inside Cant you bare just one more night? I can lay inside I can lay inside Cant you bare just one more night? Overnight just over night, I slipped into a cardiac Slipped out my conscious dont know if Im coming back, young maniac Might go burn a roof, or what Im supposed to do Your rolling loner, walking living proof A victim of the youth Can I last one more hour? Can you last one more night, cause I can make it I aint crazy, aint need no doctor, I need patience They be like boy there, where yah been? I been and made it, swear I been ablazing, swear I been amazing Godly feeling, bad bitches, silicone-a-feeling Let me cop a feeling, dream fulfilling Tryna remix a million and build a building, gah damn! I need that Neptune Estate thats out in the Hamps! You know last night was so crazy, that shit went HAM! Me and Archie, 10 bitches in a 2 seater He cant remember nigga, and me either Ahh! I can lay inside I can lay inside Cant you bare just one more night? I can lay inside I can lay inside I can stay in your mind Wish me to stay away But no sign tells me to stay, when others say Dear brother Can you tell that this faith is changed? This heart, brain, pain, two separate ways Can you tell that this face is changed? This heart, brain, pain, two separate ways Wish me to stray away But leave me no sign, tell me to stay, when others say I could stay in your mind Wish me to stray away But leave me no sign, tells me to stay I could stay in your mind Wish me to stray away But leave me no sign, tells me to stay I could stay in your mind I could stay in your mind

Funny things is changing now we out of here Aint shit the same but Jason Ill admit Seen my mama in pain she cried a hundred tears So fucking tired so fucking many nights it got so hot in there So tonight we at the time nigga blow them candles mane Cause when its time to shine no need for candles mane We some cocky niggas in the rocky niggas Rocking dolo Will & Rich in here we from the traffic nigga See the problem is yeah, we too proud of this Now-now, the problem is, too many columns is anonymous We too proper nigga get a prop for this And we can take a trip to Karen nigga get a shot of this Dodge a copper-opper cab will give a shit Go to class but not for the scholarship Heres a different scholar she a dolly pouter Heres a problem with my holy grail, aint got no holy water Im too slonky, Tony hates this part about it When the keys roll up the car, you can roll if you with it yeah, yeah Mirror mirror, on the wall, who the freshest of em all? Tell em That shit is wack, them niggas in the mall they sellin Think about it, she stay in the Margiela Trippy done slip on the floor, bout 4 of my bros Stepping these hoes, vanilla Candy be keep tapping that hoe, we hopping that area code Somehow, if they figure that Harry and Mary are bros They end up just rocking the tote Circles around, you be calling up everything gold Them niggas is southerners niggas be rapping and popping Not give a fuck about those The same ones giving me 5, is seeing me live The girl they chilling beside, be giving me sage She been tripping all night, thinking bout moving them boobies aside Sneak in and out of the crib But definitely, Holly committed to giving me rights Mirror mirror, on the wall, who the freshest of em all? Tell em That shit is wack, them niggas in the mall they sellin Think about it, she stay in the Margiela Trippy done slip on the floor, bout 4 of my bros Stepping these hoes, vanilla

30s in the city movin slow 30-30-3500 for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Ladies order up the champagne, they need a lotta of it Uh, addin up, off a pan-pain, and he got it of it Uh, odds on, with a hold things, got a lobby of it Parted up on the halls, ayy, got a hobby of it Alls on with a mon on, with a of it Sat in car with a no-name, need to rob me of it Sat in car with the orders, ayy, with a of it Uh, how you use in the ? Made a of it Poppy on to get it poppin with me when they hobby of it Uh, ridin through, I got the hoes on with the velasey of it Uh, me and Metro do the same drugs, we got a lava of it All the cups, I got the audio, we got a army of it Uh, whats a God with the whole words and a army of it Uh, trill niggas, bunch of trill niggas out the of it Uh, woke asagi of the , got a Uh, whole club, we got the , free my Damn, good Lord 30s in the city movin slow 30-30-3500 for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know

Hah, yeah Laughing Oh gosh OG Lil tho This Nigga chess great! Haha Swag, fuck it! Travis and Jason music Ima fly high, yeah, Ima go hard Oh na na na na na Oh my its amazing Tiger stripe, leather jacket boy Ive got a gang of chains hang em like they Christmas toys Slunkied up screamin fuck the boys Tony scoop me up, OGs eatin Almond Joy I know a blond chick and she model plenty Rip my Balmain off so she could touch or feel me Silly nigga, you got friends I got attendees We eat our ketchup not ketchup you put on Wendys I hella copped a dream a nigga jet skis LA like Im Wayne Gretzky Ima fly high, yeah, Ima go hard Oh na na na na na Oh my its amazing OG Wayne bitch Im ballin in LA Call me Magic Johnson I keep these hoes horny like I flew em in from Austin Now its fuck LA, fuck Trav he got this thing from Boston But I stay with some chicks who always talk shit and always callin who Im with and who Im bonin They just hopin that its not Lauryn I know you mad but bitch you boring I gotta wake up up up in the morning Upper Echelon, eating steaks all in the restaurant With a couple of whips, couple of tits, and a couple of chicks I know you want, dont front I got assholes smoother than that Jagro Swimmin, in that legs bitch feelin, like a tadpole With an actress on the mattress Playin, windows down rose haha Ima fly high yeah Ima go high Oh na na na na na Oh my its amazing

Diving a hearse, I dive and I curse I dive at my worst, we dive and we lurk Out on the scene, blowing on green Denim my jeans, Molly you know where theyre seen Margiela dipping, I coast, Im out on the boat We freestlye, niggas is spitting rhymes off the throat Im moving, Im scheming moving, Im dodging and grooving Sway in the Morning, nigga aint losing IPhone 6, Im chirping and lurking the scene You know I get it, blowin Im blowin that mean Mr. So Clean, no bald head the dreads never, the braids whether You niggas out here changing the weather My dollar bills are hundreds and fifties, no twenties Tens, I never get it, money is plenty On a billion dollar mind scheme, on the rhyme scheme You know La Flame doing a hundred damn five things Dressed here, with the retro, might pull up on your show Trillelectro Might hit the Amsterdam with the mess low La Flame coming through, with the next flow Im looking at the dash, its 12:06 Im looking at your girl, thats my bitch! You took her out now, she living with I aint rolling through, with written shit This is straight flow, waking up at the 9AM, blowing dope Nigga like me, Im blowing smoke Hotel at my door, like you gotta go, I aint leaving til 4, yeah you gotta know Free the Snowman, free my nigga Meek Milly He the first nigga showed me duffle bag with millie Nigga put me in a Bentley, nigga blowing Philly Had me out in Philly, after Wet Willies Took em to Miami, took em to damn Diddy Out on the boat rolling, Im sipping on wet willies Once again no Ciroc, Im moving, Im moving good Shout my nigga Ye, we all G.O.O.D Shout my nigga T.I, the Hustle Gang good Shout my niggas, NY, Im blowing Backwoods You know how we get it, Im kicking it freestyle Days Before Rodeo, nigga go get wit it

Hey, yuh, skrrt Hey Sippin champagne in the bath Dick a bitch down in the Raf Ask her how long can she last Ask her how long can she last Bitch, I’m too fire, turn the lights on Heard these niggas bitin like a python Thats the type of shit that you like, huh? That’s the type of shit get you hype, huh? I cant fuck that bitch if she regular Gotta add that bitch to my schedule Yeah, Im gettin money like a register Yeah, Im gettin money like a register Bitch, Im goin wild, three brazy Fendi frames on, lil’ wavy Say you like sex, baby, go ’head Love my Texas bitch cause she go fair We was just in it for the sex, uh Then we started fucking on the regular You was comin’ through on the regular We was gettin high on the regular I been lookin fly on the regular You be lookin fine with no makeup You was just fine with an A-cup Got a boobjob, now you way better Ooh, you was always the one I’m with all these girls and I could have any one But, ooh, you was always the one Been around the world and it dont get no better, ooh, yeah Ooh-ooh, on the regular Wanna hang with me on the regular Pop champagne on the regular Lit on the regular, regular Ooh-ooh, on the regular Wanna hang with me on the regular Pop champagne on the regular Wanna go and bang on the regular We was just in it for the sex, uh Then we started fucking on the regular You was comin through on the regular We was gettin high on the regular I been lookin fly on the regular You be lookin fine with no makeup You was just fine with a eggcup Got a boobjob, now you way better Ooh, you was always the one Im with all these girls and I could have any one But, ooh, you was always the one Been around the world and it dont get no better, ooh, yeah We was just in it for the sex, uh Then we started fucking on the regular You was comin through on the regular We was gettin high on the regular I been lookin fly on the regular You be lookin fine with no makeup You was just fine with a eggcup Got a boobjob, now you way better Ooh, you was always the one Im with all these girls and I could have any one But, ooh, you was always the one Been around the world and it dont get no better

Eh, lawd All day nigga Hehehehe, hehehe ha Heh Fuck it, Ima finna go in Lawd Look I have never been concerned With any amount of money another man earned The spending habits of bastards that wanna live lavish The fast cash and the bright light look attractive And you would sell your soul to try to get a source of access Its your self esteem, never really mattered, its the assets You feel its unimportant if you cant go in a bank account I bet you put yourself in a position that you wont get out You feelin stuck Im sure it sucks to be you But never wanna make a record for a demographic Or a trend thats gonna end it about a month or two But what Im finna do is somethin different I set myself apart with honesty and now they listenin Forgive me if I got an attitude I think its obvious these other niggas full of shit Can you really relate to What they emulatin Everything they see up on the internet Im saying that its pitiful But never passing judgement I think we need a serious topic for a discussion Comin from a place of positivity I said that Im the sickest sinner breathin Unequivocally Im dealin with the agony and misery Of stayin in the same spot Feelin like Im not progressin Man I been runnin in place though What the fuck you know about bein stagnant? Every day I work but nothin ever seems to happen Givin in to distractions, fell in love with the habit I cant deal with the hassle Of trying to keep everything together When I feel Im at the limit My opinion Ima keep it Swimmin in the deepest Someone call a deacon I could see the sign From the beginning but I cannot make an adjustment Im just tryna find a better way that I could function With the melody momentum of the move, its subduing Your negativity but simply the simile Extending to a sight to see The saddest song youll ever sing As you could sense Im losin everything I need to take a seat Now gimme one minute, lemme catch my breath I am overly dedicated, you might say Im obsessed But no matter how you feel, I bet you one day Ill be the best You cant attest or testify I rectify the proper etiquette To eat the beat alive and that was light work, it was delicate I used it like a continental breakfast with the condiments So keep a compliment I got the common sense that you were never blessed with Lawd Eh This shit aint over Im just gonna keep goin into it Lawd, eh Heh Why am I fighting complacency I cannot see what is wrong When Im speaking on several subjects in a song And I swear that it varies, like seconds or minutes Theres one for atonement and one for forgiveness The page Kunta Kinte the way my pen whip it Invading your brain and I brought Anglo-Saxons Assassins attacking the second your side if I die Fuck it, Ill be playing Makaveli til the death of me The only man that I would ever idolize, the chronological order I wanna try to put the fucking rhyme in Only if the time is perfect, not collided with the verse Diversify with the kaleidoscope, Im trying to go to Monaco To monetize and use it, maybe make a couple classics You illiterate bastards basking in the basic You were going through phases Boy am I amazing, I couldve took the lyrics Turn them into something similar that we become accustomed to Im guessing you a cuckold I accompany the cadence with a blessing made up for Descendants is impressive when you never have to tell a lie I put my hand up on the bible you can see me testify I feel Im really fallen off I pray to god it aint my time And I was given some potential but I never got my mind straight I hit the holy water from the faucet or the hydrant Youll find me in the savor spot, I needed time to hibernate To concentrate, to contemplate The complicated code a nigga speaking in Im turning on my TV viewing CNN Im seeing its the same shit; a whole lot of unrest Where is your compassion? I dont feel the empathy and nobody is listening Im wasting all my energy But fuck it Ima bring it back and this time Ill be average Real shit, just gonna dumb it down Eh What you want a simple rhyme scheme nigga Double cup and never bluffing with some codeine nigga Pop a molly we should party with some morphine nigga We can do it everyday and turn into dope fiend niggas Now your tolerance is up you want the whole thing nigga Man you never did that shit when you was younger It was everybody around you, influencing in the way that you looking at it Staring in the mirror, just the image of an addict Your mind been ravaged by narcotics you been taking You reminisce but everyday youre feeling like a vacant Mistaking evil people you could trust I could tell you right now homie they dont give a fuck and Nothings ever enough and no youll never be satisfied You always want more, thats a fact that will forever remain There is no amount of drugs that will ever mask pain Man you gotta keep it moving, try to leave it in the past tense Lawd Eh, eh, eh Lawd Real shit Ha, knowledge, nigga Eh, lawd Eh, hmph You wont find me at the mall Oh no Im not trying to ball All that I want is something I can call my own Yes Ive adjusted the tone, leave me alone Promise that Ill never change Ill stay the same til Im no longer breathing Believe in the words that I speak are the truth You expected turn water to wine for a skeptic Lawd, eh In my head, in my head Thats how that shit went? I wish we could find, I wish we could that version It wasnt-, naw I didnt say what he said, but it was close enough I dont even understand what a nigga said on the real record No-, nobody in rap says shit anymore, like They just mumble, including myself

Oo-ee like hot sauce Hit her with the move like hot sauce One, two, three like hot sauce Shake it real fast like hot sauce Oo-ee like Hot Sauce Hit her with the move like hot sauce One, two, three like hot sauce Shake it real fast like hot sauce yeah Rain rain rain rain dont go away He got more to spend He got more to spend That aint all he came wit All them bills get all them paid, ya Ballin on em like Calvin Cambridge Pray the rain dont go away yeah Rain, rain dont go away yeah Oo-ee like hot sauce Hit her with the move like hot sauce One, two, three like hot sauce Shake it real fast like hot sauce Oo-ee like Hot Sauce Hit her with the move like hot sauce One, two, three like hot sauce Shake it real fast like hot sauce yeah Rain rain rain rain dont go away He got more to spend He got more to spend That aint all he came wit All them bills get all them paid wit Ballin on em like Calvin Cambridge Pray the rain dont go away yeah Rain, rain dont go away yeah

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All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly VVS shine like the sun outside Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought? Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout? Nigga hell you sayin? I make rainy days, its a drought for you Yall aint crusin my altitude Im a boss bitch, I let you spread the rumors Yea you talkin shit but not an ounce true Million dollar misfit, my money pilin All over the lettuce like Thousand Island My dough runnin like a broken faucet Im the landlord, you in the housing projects In the drive-thru, makin bank deposits Crazy money, insane asylum Boss Chase, got her taxes filed And then I blow the rest while I’m at Saks shopping Amsterdam, Germany and Holland Changing your currency to dollars Its Iggy bitch, and this boss shit Where the pounds at? No trending topic All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly VVS shine like the sun outside Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought? Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout? Nigga hell you sayin? All I talk is money, ye aint got it, aint nothin Im on the grind, shinin like an elevator button Wanna talk? Nigga lissen, call me You got a bad bitch? I gotta have that buddy Bein broke? Nigga please, you can have that, buddy This nigga say he doin numbers, where yo math at buddy? Im in a mothafuckin socket, cant unplug it Think Im mothafuckin lyin, try and take somethin from me Bitch Im plugged to the max, pay a dub for a pack Take it back to the trap, make it jump right back Break it down into Os, sell quarters of those If I aint got it on me, its some more at the store I know a thousand mothafuckin niggas in the city Say T.I.P. bout you, shawty anybody get it So fore you get robbed, get trapped by 80 Just know Hustle Gang thug a hella lot All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly VVS shine like the sun outside Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought? Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout? Nigga hell you sayin? We got them niggas over there dead Coupe Benz, no roof, Im without head New shoes, you aint got this pair yet Your broad late, kinda on cause I had that She in the driveway, tryna fix her hair back I had a dick marathon and she ran that Lapped that, after that, when her care better Killed her with the pole, then let her hang half mast Fuck them, Im still hoppin out of foreign cars Im a born star and Im a porn star I catch you slippin with triggers and really hit a nigga By myself, I aint gotta go get a nigga Trap Biggie, on track verbally killin niggas Sick flow, might need Penicillin, nigga I do the impossible like I oughta do And yall pussy niggas smaller than a molecule Out! I left my passport overseas Where it get dark after 3 Never leave the house less Im awfully flee Always leave the show with somethin soft to squeeze Take a little dab of this, a little drag of this Then she reached down my pants, grabbed my shaggy dick Left that mothafuckas home covered in my kids She bossy, get this grip, straight flossin Smoke the piece with little coffee Fresh as hell, no coffin I let her talk the shit Leave the crib, cant walk for shit shit Buck the dome, Milwaukee shit Mind so big, gettin lost and shit Bossin, hit the club they heed caution Drunk as hell feelin nauseous High as hell, hittin comets I’m raunchy, your niggas rock Givenchy I aint gotta say it, I aint gotta wear it I aint gotta pay it cause you know it dont cost me All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly VVS shine like the sun outside Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought? Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin? Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout? Nigga hell you sayin?

Lyrics from Snippet They got law With no drawers Curt Frost, nigga Waterfall She my dawg, yeah Slidin right with the dawgs, yeah Popped em all, yeah Keep the raw hundred K in the drawer She playing for keeps She gon ride, she gon ride with the keys Told her stay with the heat For the pot, gotta watch for the thieves She pop off Fuck you while Im lookin through the lock, yeah Take a nigga off, yeah em while Im hoppin in the cars, yeah Shawty cook the brick way faster Glass house, livin in the castle Gotta lot of drip on the ankles She gon fuck you for the bricks, get you Lightskin, fat ass, shawty dangerous Pretty bitch, but she raw with the gangsters Pull up in the Aston Martin Patek is a trophy, no banquet God cover me like a blanket Im the culture, Cash in the vault Gang always trainin on the nawf AP on frost Put her on the watch, she like the snow Bust down, ice tray mouth Fuck the whole gang on the house You told me you a shooter, no vouch Yes, she keep the TEC up her blouse

Lyrics from Snippets Higher, higher Its like standing in the ocean People say I want world peace Jeromes niece get shot in the dome-piece ... I fucked your ex and sent a text out of respect It was good sex, honorable mention to the neck

This is a true Hollywood beat Entre malo rato fue que yo crecí Pocos dan la mano pa poder subir Cerraron los ojos y miren dónde estamo Nos movimos como movimo los gramo Empecé con muy poco, pero yo me adapté Tropecé con varia piedra en mi camino Yo caí, pero me levanté Y tengo una conne en New York Y otra entrada por L.A En Miami los carro sport Quemando en el piso 28 El perico, las colta y lo palo El scanner prendío y el blunt en la mano Aquí nadie es de acero Por eso es que siempre la jalo Primero termina forense recogiendo to mi reguero Hago el tiempo que sea pero no coopero Dicen que matan, sí, ja, pero los letreros, los palos son negros Como la Suburban , frontea y los míos te tumban Las babies diciéndome que a mi nombre se masturban Yo sé que lo envidiosos abundan Coronando a to lo que le invierto Ando con mucha gente que después de muerto no ha vuelto Cabrones, por eso es que nunca a suelto Mandamo lo coso pa la Gran Manzana Viviendo la vida como si no hubiese mañana Le tiro el pescao y vas a quedarte sin escama En esta vida se pierde o se gana Tenemos de to pero vamos por má Solo tengo hermano, yo no tengo pana Dile Ovi Entre malo rato fue que yo crecí Pocos dan la mano pa poder subir Cerraron los ojos y miren dónde estamo Nos movimos como movimos los gramo Empecé con muy poco, pero yo me adapté Tropecé con varia piedra en mi camino Yo caí, pero me levanté Tengo una conne en New York Y otra entrada en R.D En Miami los carro sport De P.R a United States De P.R a United States, pago cash, aquí nada e por pay Nadie nos vio, se hicieron los ciegos Y eso va en camino por el expre way, ja Y al que habló de mí hace rato que vino y me lo mamó Vamo rápido para no Pa sacarte la muela flow Base Naval de Guantánamo, plo Soy origi, tú ere un clon Yo tengo un mensaje pa tu patrón A donde los vea a los dos yo les parto el melón, yah ¿Por qué? Porque estoy en la mía ¿Te molesta? Sorry, mala mía Ratones como tú andan por ahí, hoy en día en nadie se confía Pregunta por mí en L.A, yo soy el rey en el West Coast No pongo Jordan en mis pies si no son Travis Scott Yo tengo la agenda llena y yo no he hecho mi primer show Controlando la calle y las hoe Soy la cabra, soy el G.O.A.T Arriba la bandera TT, jaja Trap Tumbado El patrón a seguir, jaja Claro que sí Habla Holly Hollywood La calle es de nosotro ¡Omy! Mera, indícame Ovi Las conexiones de Puerto Rico a México, ¿oíste, cabrón? No te pongas bruto o te vamo a vaciar las trompetas negras Rrra Ovi Wah, wah, Young Boss Aquí somo Rancho Humilde Alex Killer Young Hollywood

You are now watching a mastermind at work The Graduates are in the building Travis Scott! Hey, ayo get the camera outta my face man Not to be rude or anything, just like chill Aye, yo Aye check this man Hey yom watch out Aye, aye gimme that camera Get out of my face! Now who says I need a mansion To do what I do man, Im about to go and get paid And If I say Ima do it I put my feet to the floor, stickin to the pavement No need to say less, no need for introductions When I hit the stage, best believe they know my name Cause it comes with fame Ha, episode take one, take two, take three Matter fact, matter fact, take five See im live in the building This Sicilian backstage, selling out pavilions live Correct like Nazis, the paparazzi, the flashest hot They salute and watch me Damn they got me in my vintage Nikes Hate me, love me, watch me Watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me Love me, hate me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me Now who says I need a mansion Now who says I need a reset Love me, hate me, watch me, watch me You are now watching a mastermind at work Ha! Yeah man, the Graduates They just dont understand yknow I mean the camera guy saw it Askin too many questions We the Graduates baby, the Graduates! Christopher Jones, Travis Scott Thats it! We the Graduates, Graduates!

Rollin, rollin, rollin, got me stargazin Sippin on p, feelin like the Barre Baby Whatever I downed, it got me goin crazy Psychedelics got me goin crazy I was hot as hell out in the hat Then a st came in and saved my life Head up to the sky, down on my knees Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night In the nighttime This is the real action: the pot party, the trippers, the grasshoppers, the hip ones All gathered in secrecy and flying high as a kite Hmm, hmm, Stop tryna be God, God Is it the complex of the saint Thats keepin you so, so, so still? Is it a coat of old paint Thats peelin every day against our will? Is it too long since the last Open conversation you had? Oh, no And did you see the void in the past? And can you ever see it comin back? Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me? Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now its 4 AM and Im back up poppin with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin fruits And they chokin, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose Some—some—some, someone said To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl—pl—playin for keeps, dont play us for weak To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl—pl—playin for keeps, dont play us for weak No, no, no, no, no This shit way too formal, yall know I don’t follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls a got a clue All of these I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put em all in a group Hit my esés, I need the bootch Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her hop in, you comin too In the 305, bitches treat me like Im Uncle Luke Had to slop the top off, its just a roof, uh She said where we goin? I said the moon We aint even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, its just the pool Now I got her open, its just the Goose Who put this shit together? Im the glue Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl—playin for keeps Someone said, mother—someone said Dont play us for weak Rest in peace the queen of soul, Aretha Franklin, ASTROWORLD number one, right now, VMAs, make some noise! Yessir!

You want your ex to see Thats why you’re all over me Sayin you need it bad, talkin mad You want your ex to see Boy, you know what you’re doing Who do you think youre foolin? Youre lookin around, youre movin Begging me to believe you Wonderin if she sees you with me Wonderin’ if she sees you with me So no I won’t, no thanks I dont deal with any other second-hand You ain’t even, you aint even into me You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh So Im okay, I am It aint really hard for me to understand You ain’t even, you aint even into me You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh You want your ex to see Thats why youre all over me Sayin you need it bad, talkin mad You want your ex to see Boy, you know what youre doing Who do you think youre foolin? Youre lookin around, youre movin Begging me to believe you Wonderin if she sees you with me Wonderin if she sees you with me So no I wont, no thanks I dont deal with any other second-hand You aint even, you aint even into me You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh So Im okay, I am It aint really hard for me to understand You aint even, you aint even into me You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh Uhh-uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh-uhh Uh, uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh, uh Saddled in a ride to nowhere Ridin with them rides Ridin with them rides, you know it You know it, yeah I always call over Nights in the back, in the mess With the , walls in the Pots in the crash in the fender bender Yeah, I need the on em Dive when I wrist froze on a Rari pause and the and the furs and a binner purse And I might swerve on it, hurl on it, ooh I drop a text, yeah I pass out with my ex, yeah We all took the X, yeah We did it for the best For the sex, for the neck Down to the S, yeah We passin all the red Writin for a song when he oughta caught a wreck Handle for the summer when he oughta caught a wreck We got it, yeah

The power of nature is such that its what all art strives to be I just wanna live in my dreams Life ain’t what it seems Its so hard in this cruel world Escape into the night Look into my light, my eyes Naked in this cruel world Last week was the last week I turned my back and let my ass greet ya Dropped out and subtracted some niggas And made more than my math teacher Lookin dead in the mirror, lookin back how we did it Makin trips to them dealers, guess it paid off nigga Sip this wine in fine clarity Marijuana, the youth therapy Swervin on my old hoes that drove to insanity I guess that was all straight out of vanity To my kids, that was plan to be That was all, the inhumanity Lifes an adventure, with a lot of action Lucky Im fresh, in the Dime fashion A class act, called a class act Funny, lookin back, wonder where my class at I just wanna live in my dreams Life ain’t what it seems Its so hard in this cruel world Escape into the night Look into my light, my eyes Naked in this cruel world Fell out of love, feel like a Royal Rumble Hard to be humble when you rock in the jungle Stumblin, everybody was stumbled Over that dresser, in that bezel In the den, left it in the vessel Poor girl, aint even the show girl overload you know girl fantasize to blow girl Blowjob, only your own job creek, sat in the She left off the Dawsons Creek Pausin the power, might take a thou Awesome Throw me off another thou I just wanna live in my dreams Life ain’t what it seems Its so hard in this cruel world Escape into the night Look into my light, my eyes Naked in this cruel world

Lyrics from Snippet Yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes  Coco like Im Ice-T  Uh, got em bamboozled like Im Spike Lee Uh, you need more than Google just to find me Uh, I just call her bae to get her hyphy I just start the label just to sign me Uh, me and CHASE connected like wе Siamese Uh, wevе been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely I seen his face, seen it Yup, on his white tee, uh Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people Private flight to France, tryna sight-see Popped em in his hands, he was typin Caterpillar Rari, I fold it, lift it up I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, Keep the luck Keep that, keep that ho R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke Talk to me nicely Keep her on a chain, that aint like me Scotts with no strings, you cant tie me Im higher than the plane, Im where the Skypes be Yeah, yep, in my slime tee Princey in his prime, yee Yellowbone too feisty, yee Clean him up, no napkin, yee Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes

Back up! Let me get my shit back And if its like that then lets scrap then nigga Facts, Im nice with these hands, jack In the MGM Grand with my dogs shooting craps Rolling dice, close my eyes, hit a 7 then a 9 Ringside, in a suite, hit 11, courtside Big time nahmean, whats good, what you selling? Big gold rings on my hands like the champions In the Hamptons, its whats happening Montauk sailing yachts like a captain Bossing up then bussing down like Im trapping Pushing SAAB drop tops out like a Phantom Rapping ass nigga in that little ass jacket If the shoe fits, wear it, if I said it then I said it The original live sportswear trendsetter Yall aint bring shit back, man you niggas know better Back up, let me get my shit back, back up Back up, let me get my shit back, back up Back up, let me get my shit back, back up Back up, down like Im trapping We leaders of the future, fuck the past I fucked her head first, and ass last Before I see that hearse, you trash bags Might as well call the church, its a hell alert She wanna be home before the dust up I told her bitch you grown, shut the fuck up Made it too far from home, for me to nut up So it wont be long before I blow up Im with Miss America in Bulgaria She left with dat bear, yeah I might tear ya She say Im too mysterior for her caterier Sorry if I luminate ya over there Wake up and smell the paint Only Scott and Chuck can make it rain So all you stupid fucks should be ashamed The young gods of the game Back, back, back, back, this is Baghdad Quicksand trap, this is that and a bag of dough Its me and Travis though, XX driving slow SS 4 by 4, lift this off the floor Helly Hanson duck feather bubble hands soap dish Cleaner if I wash it cold, this is what the faucets for Nigga, dont get wet Sprinkle a little bit, this is all you get Back in this shit like a toilet Still on the phone, ironing clothes, doing laundry Wire frame Cartiers, catch me at the party Its cool if you on it, but you know you saw me start it

Yeah, straight up 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round they go 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round they go Champions, we run the city Number one, they fallin from the top Round and round they go Round and round they go ... we run the city Number one, they fallin from the top Round and round they go Round and round they go 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round they go Champions, we run the city Number one, they fallin from the top Round and round they go Round and round they go

They say when you lose don’t lose the lesson But it’s hard to live in peace when you’re used to stressin And I admit Man, I’m still getting used to blessings Because these kids in the struggle, that’s youth depression I guess that’s how you’re supposed to feel when every moment is surreal And every woman that you’re running to is unaware of your skill Niggas try to hack you or bring you down like Shaquille But you know you got that potent shit, you just hope it appeal Young OG on the field, this is white glove rap If white people feel that all blacks love rap They who cut us the deals and the bad contracts Stil we sign it, cause the cars out there, we wanna be riding Fly and shit Toast a champagne with my real niggas Screamin pain of your shame niggas Van Gogh picture, ain’t it gorgeous? Look at this life we built, ain’t it enormous? Hold up, wasnt one of your niggas informant? Dropping them name tags, hold up was he mormon? Man, I’m high as fuck right now I know my momma ain’t gonna like that, but she know my sacrifices And I don’t have many vices, always gone just like I’m high And hard to find like a satisfy, bet you my bday Always got a new dress, but don’t like how much that she weight Niggas wanna ride Benz, but they ain’t driving Niggas be clubbin the LIV but still ain’t living Yeah, I admit, I am a part of the problem I go out and get paid, I go hard for the bitches when I used to stay home Now these bitches in my section get their champagne on Aye if you wanna get her better and not wait long Cause she study with jady and Judy and the great stone Ah fuck it nigga we on I ain’t lying, put that in a spect between my teeth and I’m sizing But this bitch in the diamonds, designing Like who life you aligning, spend the time and do criming And no way why these bitch niggers chiming Only can sort importance to gain aportion proportions And hold a bunch of the corpses, the ugly wives or the gorgeous We’re the victims, notorized only when it’s a victim Justifying lies we’re coming to crime acceptum It’s the sick niggers who only can wish better And numb feelings, we love em through spent cheddar My momma always told me don’t fall in love with material But nothing matched the feeling of finding toys in your cereal So here we go Now we’re on our way to zero, zero, zeros That’s countless for all our mommas Money, music and marijuana Now we’re on our way to zeros, zeros, zeros That’s countless for all our mommas Money, music and marijuana we own

Yeah, shes a kind Her love is gold, ooh-ayy Cant take whats gone away Yeah, shes a kind Yeah, shes a kind Her love is gold When Im in need Yeah, shes a kind

Fuck outta my business I did things that most men will ask forgiveness Broke the code, the commandments from my descendants Who gives a fuck? New children in the buildin Ride with no limits Shut the fuck up, dont you hear me tryna finish? Im in a bad mood Im in a bad mood Rob that dude, fuck that couch, burn that house Hol on, you too close I keep a classy one for the toast Cause my ghetto one do the most Man, Im so serious Dont fucking talk to me Im in a bad mood Oooh, your skin mahogany Oooh, lets break the monotony Government threw us in a maze Had me trickin 40k for some grades Just to make 40k for the wage Dropped out and made that in one day Im in a good mood Oooh, Im wildin on em Oooh, back pilin on em I never feel the pain, only God can make it rain So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal Jumpin off a buildin, quit thinkin like a psycho They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty Anxiety after the meds, Kris Bobbi

Uhh-uhh All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is ballin All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is ballin All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah Hot girl, keep a black bandana Gettin jiggy like a background dancer I just come through, stunt through Ima set the waves and the standards Pissed em off, now they all cant stand her Why they mad? Cause they know that Im the answer I give no fucks, so what? No home trainin no manners Im sippin Moet, I keep sippin Moet These hoes be so pressed, but these hoes aint no threat Disrespect me and I show no respect I show mo neglect with this ice on my neck I be stuntin, you know my team is big money Chasin that green like a junkie Im ham on the beat, they cant touch me All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is ballin All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is ballin All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah Bust down, bust down, bust down Way you take it down, got me up now Outta Houston from the Oaktown Way too loud to interrupt now All I know is how to do it for the set All I know is how to get it from the go All I know is how to, and Im the best All I know is how to, and how to roast Sti- , still friends, still Still, still rent still Still squad, still friends, still Still runnin up the bill Still racking up the hill, still Still goin after bills, still Aint gon lie, you the truth, huh Save some time, hop up in my coupe, uh Best fam and Im in the roup, uh Met mans servin in my roof, huh All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is ballin All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is this All I know, all I know is ballin All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah

Lyrics from Snippet Ooh, ooh‚ yah Ooh‚ Jack I deal with all kinds of pressure I roll me some Godly lettuce And build me a temple for it

I cant wait to dive, I cant wait to ride I cant wait to die, ooh I cant wait to die, freestyle goin live Its after 5, 9 A.M. on a ride 9 A.M. on a glide, 9 A.M. slip and slide Miami 305, yeah Way, who down the way? Who down the way? Ooh Its Part 2 of the .WAV freestyle Part 2, .WAV, nigga still gettin paid Nigga still gettin laid, in the crib findin shade Uh, Birdman in the buildin, damn The wheel made of damn steel, damn Major, major Jeffery you gotta grab the mic, Jeffery, we goin up Ooh, Jeffery, yeah, let me, uh Hectic, uh, bestie, uh Slastie, uh, its so rusty Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Dont pass me the mic Dont pass me the mic Dont pass me the mic No I dont need the mic They want me to pop it off, I always shoot first I dont need nobody, Ill give your ass the worst Yee, body, put this sucka in a hearse YSL we killin shit, say this on this verse They lookin for me, the feds is watchin These niggas is talkin, fuck niggas just plottin Bitches be thottin Bitch, they be suckin, these bitches be fuckin Dont give em nothin I give em the nuttin Fuck em and leave em, you know I cant cuff em Uh, Im not a busta Bitch, I got more rhymes than Busta Ooh damn, look at my custom 10 on my wrist, its a busta, damn Not Fake Watch Busta You cannot Fake Watch Busta me cause Im Duke Damn... oooh I came out the street Wait, wait Chattering + Laughter Bitch all in my line, bitch gon drop it down All this shit just for my loud, bitch, Im killin shit live Rollie overloaded, cant tell the time Aint cuffin these bitches, just know they aint mine I dont believin on you nigga, muthafucka, go die You bustas have no rhymes Break a hoe, break down and put it in the trap Make it wrap, twist it up, then trap My diamonds shine like a lamp Who next? More chattering + laughter Damn, yeah, yeah Better have my cash, I dont freestyle without paper Fuck is you doin? This money Im pursuin I got a bedroom, bed fit two, ho Sky rocket, the racks in my pocket I cock it, I pop it, aint never gon stop it Im drippin, Im saucin Im drippin, Im flawless Im drippin, Im saucy, yeah We gonna rock it Bleed, termite, Im just sayin thats real life Yeah, they want the curve right They gave the pussy a bug bite Ooh, and they got the eyes on him And they got the pliers on him Fuck round and slap Plies Slap out the eyes on him Yeah, I got YSL on me Yeah, and I got your wife with me Yeah, I got your wife, homie Yeah, yeah .WAV Radio, the freestyle way Yo man we got Birdman in the buildin, Quavo in the mothafuckin buildin, Thugga in the buildin, Apple Music legends... um... ayo, damn bruh... cant even.... ayy but, you what? Ayy, what? Bro? But thats crazy though like how they gon stop you in the middle of sayin names? How you gon suggest a shoutout? Ayo, yeah I got Quavo in the buildin... Ayy man, shit, I aint gon say my name, bro! Man Im just gon say that if that was me, I would shout myself out... Man we got, we got Duke! We got Duke! Hold on, hit pause, man, hit pause, man. Yeah we got Duke in this motha. We got Duke, Duke, Duke and Duke. Then Trav, then Thug, then Duke , then Duke three more times, then Quavo , then Duke, then Offset, then Duke, then Duke four more times, then Takeoff, then Duke. We gon start back from the beginning, Duke again, then Birdman, not even me, its Duke five more times, then me. Duke WAV Radio. New show, Duke WAV Radio!

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi 1942, I take you back in that Rari Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty Sippin-Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi 1942, I take you back in that Rari Switchin lanes and Im seein-seein lights, you know I watch the curb Smokin weed-weed, you know Im gettin high, you know it calm my nerves Smokin weed, you know Im gettin high, you know it calm my nerves Smokin weed, you know Im gettin high, you know it calm my nerves Trappin hard, pumpin non-stop, the bag I had to earn You can try, but you might fail again, you know you never learn Came in with a bottle, I was trippin And I took a couple shots and now Im dizzy It got me burning up, burning up Insides burning up, burning up Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi 19-1942, I take you back in that Rari Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party You and-You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty Sippin-Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi 1942, I take you back in that Rari Uh, poppin meds out in the meadows She like a little red , in her stilettos Any-Anytime you live out in the ghetto You try to duck the feds , they need to let go Came in-Came in with a bottle, I was trippin And I took a couple shots, it got me dizzy It got me burning up, burning up Insides burning up, burning up Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi 19-1942, I take you back in that Rari Okay, I pull up-Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi 1942, I take you back in that Rari Okay, I pull up— Okay, I pull up— Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party Hol up, jeez, this my DJ off

Yeah, yeah If I take these Xans with you If I take these Xans Would you cancel all your plans? I got all the plans for you I got all the plans, if I take a Xan If I take these Xans with you Would you cancel all your plans? I got all the plans, if I spend these bands with you Would you pull up on a man? Do it on demand? If I take all of these Xans with you? Would you cancel all your plans? I got all the plans, I got all the plans for you If I take all of these Xans Would you cancel all your plans? I got, I got all the plans for you Yeah, yee Im swaggin, chameleon Young Skooly, eight hunnid Them bougies, they callin I fuck em, I duck em Swaggin , Young Thugger, Im bleedin Young nigga make a fight for no reason Im a real beast, lil bear, big bear Killer, killa, no wolf trap, kidnap Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Im beasting, neglection Im icy , a penguin I pop-pop the forty I cut-cut, then snort it Nigga, watch out Baby, hold up Nigga , nigga back up Nigga act up , you get smacked up Nigga murk you, nigga shot those Yeah, yeah-yeah , yeah , yeah-yeah Yeah , yeah-yeah , yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah That AP, that rollie This Jimmy, not on me Homie-killer, kill homies You lil Jabronis know me Impeccable , Im telling you I bleed out , my avenue I promise, aint tellin you, no story I aint flexing, fool Shoutout something to do But Im doing two And Ima do it too Got rich, got rich Im swaggin, chameleon Young Skooly, eight hunnid Them bougies, they callin I fuck em, I duck em, ha Swaggin, Young Thugger, Im bleedin Young nigga make a fight for no reason Im a real beast, lil bear, big bear Killer, killa, no wolf trap, kidnap Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Latitude, I was reaching out the avenue Capture you, beat you bad, nigga, battle you Snake shit, shoot your chest and shoot your bladder too Ape shit, we go monkey, go banana too Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Latitude, I was reaching out the avenue Capture you, beat you bad, nigga, battle you Snake shit, shoot your chest and shoot your bladder too Ape shit, we go monkey, go banana too

Uh-uhh-uh, uh-uhh-uh Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh, uh-uh, yeah Dont buy ’em back Retire, I done found my friends She poppin on me Order more bottles, order more models Order more hours, shots on an island Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin’, order more kidneys Order up, ayy, order up, baby Order up lines, order up things Order up, oh-oh Oh no, oh no I throw them bands, she pop that pussy You can see ass right from the side The way you do that thing, cant do no wrong My ex-ho called, she just needs her hunnids I bought a lot of bottles, we can party all night Go put your shit up, go put a Xanny in a cup Hunnids and fifties, need to get out the quarter Prayin Im gettin Order more bottles, order more models Order more hours, shots on an island Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin, order more kidneys Dope, Im so dope All these hunnies pilin’ on the floor And we’re stuntin, know you see the GLO Girl, these hundreds, thought I’d let you know Since L.A., Ive been puttin on Cirque du Soleil, on and on and on I got this money, tell me what you want For this money, can you drop it low? Yeah, order more bottles, order more models Order more hours, shots on an island Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin’, order more kidneys Ooh, when the night calls, ooh-ooh-ooh When the night calls, ooh-ooh-ooh Yeah, order more bottles Order more models Order more hours Shots on an island Hotter than the summer The winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin So order more kidneys We the outsiders You niggas outnumbered Tryna start somethin Cant run from whats comin Cant run from whats comin Cant run from whats comin Cant run from whats comin Cant run from whats comin When the night crawls All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol All these hunnids and these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls When the night calls We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol All these hunnids, all these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls Ayy, walked up in the bank Ordered me some funds Walked in the strip club Order me some ones I walked up in the gun store Order me some guns Your bitch walked up in the spot And she ordered me for lunch I just ordered me some brunch Korean spicy garlic Bitch, I come from eating McDonalds Girl, you know Im from the projects Like, Im a G, I come through mobbin Like Wu-T-A-N-G we come through wildin I aint chicken, Killer Caesar with the chopper Boy, you dont blow no poles, I know, I know I got me some angles I got me some money, for I got me some haters I got me some FedEx I got me some cake I got me some UPS I got me a freight Ayy Order some money Order some more money Order some more money Order some more money Order some more bottles Order some more bitches Order some more money I know you want to be rich, bitch When the night crawls All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol All these hunnids and these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls When the night calls We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol All these hunnids, all these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls

Back when we were young... Back when we were young, I... Back when we were young... Back when we were young... I remember everything, know that Im watching I remember everything, just know I see you then look away, just know Cause I remember what you took away, just know Not everybody is your friend, baby, no, no, no, no, no, no Not every nigga is my nigga, baby, yeah, no, no, no, no, no Hey, you used to kiss me then smile Shit that I missed for a while I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything Oh, oh, oh, ooh I remember everything I remember everything, yeah Oh, oh Its a party , its a party You invited, invited, just know Its a party , its a party You invited, invited Girl, why your nigga comin at my neck? Is it cause he seen a nigga leave your crib in the sweats? Is it cause your nigga smelt a nigga scent on your neck? I apologise, he gotta know that your pussy the best Woo, thats forreal Im never gon call you, Im always gon ball you Im ballin , Im too trill, yeah Girl, I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything Oh, oh, oh, ooh I remember everything I remember everything, yeah Oh, oh I remember everything, know that Im watching I remember everything, just know I see you then look away, just know Cause I remember what you took away, just know Mama still checks the letters That I used to write you when we broke up When I said shit like... When we grow up, Ima buy you shit when we blow up Hey, we were the original Kanye and Kim You know, Kanye and Kim Now its Drizzy and Rih, it was so obvious then, oh, yeah You know I remember, I remember everything Even details about the wedding ring I got questions about everything Broke your heart, girl, you deserve these things Are you still mad that I made you pay for everything, everything? Girl, I got it now, girl, I got it now Girl, I got you now I remember everything I remember everything I remember everything Oh, oh, oh, ooh I remember everything I remember everything, yeah Oh, oh I remember everything I remember everything, yeah Oh, oh Sun goes down, we ride around town Feel like nothings going down Feel like nothings going down So when the sun goes down, we ride around city Just know, just know its goin down Just know, just know its goin down Just know we out here forreal Just know we out here forreal Just know we out here forreal Just know we out here forreal

Yeah Stoney down, freezin cold Feel like you already know winters here My dawg prolly do it for a Louis belt Thats just all he know, he dont know nothin else I tried to show em, yeah I tried to show em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode Made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot Was off the Remy, had a Papoose ...

Dem Franchize Boyz - White Tee Travis Scott - FRANCHISE ft. Young Thug & M.I.A Baby Keem - hooligan Pop Smoke - Make It Rain ft. Rowdy Rebel SZA - Hit Different ft. Ty Dolla $ign Big Sean - Respect It ft. Young Thug Young Dolph - To Be Honest Future & Lil Uzi Vert - Over Your Head Internet Money, Gunna & Don Toliver - Lemonade ft. NAV Swae Lee - Dance Like No Ones Watching Travis says that hes been breaking walls for 48 hours . He proceeds to play three songs by or sampling M.I.A., who featured on FRANCHISE. M.I.A. - Paper Planes M.I.A. - Bad Girls JAY-Z & T.I. - Swagga Like Us ft. Kanye West & Lil Wayne JACKBOYS & Travis Scott - OUT WEST ft. Young Thug maniacal screaming from Travis Don Toliver - After Party Sheck Wes - YKTS Travis tells listeners to get up off their backs and their flapjacks and vote. Steely Dan - Do It Again Tame Impala - Borderline Fleet Foxes - Sunblind Sufjan Stevens - Sugar James Blake - Godspeed slowthai, James Blake & Mount Kimbie - feel away Travis Scott says he left his shoes in the garage and needs them back. It is unclear whose garage they were left in. Mustafa - Air Forces Brent Faiyaz - Dead Man Walking Travis Scott - THE PLAN Kanye West - BELIEVE WHAT I SAY Dionne Warwick - Youre Gonna Need Me Otis Redding - Cigarettes and Coffee Maze - I Need You Ashton Travis - Robbery Blxst - Overrated CHASE B - For Me ft. OMB Bloodbath & KenTheMan Sheck Wes - Private Jet Seat Dougie F - Luka Travis Scott - sweet sweet Chase B & Don Toliver - Cafeteria ft. Gunna Don Toliver - Cant Feel My Legs JACKBOYS & Travis Scott - WHAT TO DO? ft. Don Toliver

Leggo Yeah, you know Im ridin with that sig Come through in that Benz playin big And we blow that gas, you can smell her Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat Hit the green lights, everybody on go Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch You know I got my city, bitch I say, you could get your wig split Go on and let me dim the white light, burn the white candles Get a white girl out her white dress, down to white sandals The only stars in astrology thats making profits Prophets on the rocket, like my city, we dont need the comet And all that blasé, blasé, all that nonce, nonce My girl look like a Nicki Rihanna, Minaj, Grande Yonce There he go on a pedestal, you need better dude I told her that ABC not ABC, no public school they want to steel Still pushing packs, pushing on some mule shit Im over nightin and lbs relaxed on some cool shit When the sun go down we jump around we off the shits Dont under digg, the kids Leggo Yeah, you know Im ridin with that 6 Come through in that Benz playin big And we blow that gas, you can smell her Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat Hit the green lights, everybody on go Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch You know I got my city, bitch I say, you could get your wig split Yeah its the motherfuckin kid bitch You know I got my sig bitch You can get your wig split My shoes from Italy fuck you aint feelin me Cause issues we aint livin it makin mills for my children Steady stackin my bills without Hillary In the streets a nigga plugged in like auxiliary God willing I keep killing all these tracks and shit I been selling crack so long I got calluses Wrapping mid up that just fell of a big truck Ridin with sticks cause I got a name Im establishin Blunt filled wit green, pockets filled with cabbage Word to ? we some young money savages I just called two hoes and they gon blow me like a clarinet Yeah, you know Im ridin with that sig Come through in that Benz playin big And we blow that gas, you can smell her Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat Hit the green lights, everybody on go Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch You know I got my city, bitch I say, you could get your wig split Designer, on my momma Fresh shit like Obama, I probably get that going wind See all the brick we just be blowin them Hustle gang Listen up if I say a duck or pull a truck Dont ask something, .45 hook your lil ass up And guess what If I see a flick or pull a tree But dont be starin at me Man Im a G, thats some shit today you rarely see I been trappin since all I day was a prayer and a key Man, ou get caught I bet you sing like a parakeet They say the proof is in the pudding, you dont see it, aint lookin Man I-I-Im certified, spread from Cali to Brooklyn In the chi, Im providing all the hoods with sugar Im super solid, pure gangster til my casket Respect or we gon blast for that Yeah, you know Im ridin with that sig Come through in that Benz playin big And we blow that gas, you can smell her Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat Hit the green lights, everybody on go Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch You know I got my city, bitch I say, you could get your wig split

Travis, fuckin guns Travis, all these fuckin Make this fuckin noise man, fuck All this fuckin noise Last summer, what a bummer Slumber parties, wakin up from chicks starting Hummers And the with caxbitcher and lots of rubbers And our friends remain enemies or secret lover Im bathing aping, she bathing naked Party last night was wild Hitting sweeps, like a motherfucker on vacation Tweet, tweet, then I my tweet location Ooh, Im getting money, these bitches love me Up north, visit mix it up with Chase and Chubbie Oh, you fucked last night? It dont matter tho I got a on the patio And a hoe talkin bout These girls be asking for too much, dude that nigga broke OG upon my ring with a speedy Hit me later baby, Ill be at my party It is Come on Oh my God Here I am Once again Pump up the world Watch my flow Here I go Just wakin up, gotta get home I dont know, overslept cuz the good dome Spark the clip from the last night trip Hit up Chess so we can flip last night was dis Couple of hipsters and some OGs pissin out that OG Faded till we OD Homie passing out let alone Nigga fell asleep with them Jordans on Bound to get the scoop Rockin in the corner, woopty-hoop Runnin game on chips for Lets get it rockin Just them girls keep that bubble-yummy-yum poppin Big , watch flavor OG, yeah, you know me Kick them Retros out, pull out them 03s Hit the stage, go hammer, hit the beach, get slammer Hah, yeah! It is Come on Oh my God Here I am Once again Pump up the world Watch my flow Here I go Hey, ho

Yeah, yeah Let me tell ya lil story ’bout dis side You really couldnt make it on dis side I want it now on dis side Nothin but us the niggas on dis side, yeah Hangin’ with a broad on dis side Night, late night on dis side You never came around round midnight Now were hangin out on dis side Dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side, dyeah Lost a lot of money on dis side Made a lot of money on dis side Had my first kiss on dis side Word around town round midnight Lately I been comin round dis side Tryna get back on dis side Tryna get back to on dis side Niggas ain’t on on dis side And I wanna know at midnight Want it, want it done at midnight Hangin’ on the block, gotta hit nine Then I gotta know I gotta right How does somethin not wanna live this? Settin’ all the vibes on a lit night Never wanna, never wanna think twice Only way to live, only live life is on dis side Dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side, dis side Only way, only way, only way dis side Dis side, dis side, dis side Thats right, thats right You never pulled up on midnight, midnight Midnight, midnight You know I like my lean poured just right, just right On dis side You find everything you need, everything you need Everything inbetween, I veil these jeans I used to pull up on the mean, I used to pull up on the team I gotta lo-lonely, got fours on a bomb bean Hoes on and they lonely, hoes on they lonely On dis side, on dis side, on dis side Dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side, yeah, dis side Dis side, dis side, dis side Dis side, dis side

Yeah, ill America baby Scott, La Flame Ill America baby Lifted, Im feelin so gifted, trippin, Im constantly fallin Channel view of the whole villa, plottin while burnin a Marley Damn these rare thoughts is so endless, bougie bitch whippin the Rari Out in the jungles, make it rumble, she get wet like safari Bitches dont know, I teach em the ropes, Scottie the Pope Now only Giuseppe, Celine, and Bottega Proenza, the Schouler is all that she know Might let the drop top, and shes Lamb fam Whippin trans am, keep it low She pulled out the hard white on the highway For the line, listen, pimpin Your bitch just might physic my disick, disick all business Might blizzard, roll up, crib look like the tele Left jelly all over her biscuit Last spring I lost 10K in teeth I copped it but now I dont miss it Whoever found it, teeth probably glistenin In fact that nigga prolly missin These choppers and these planes They all doin the same, they take me overseas M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-I-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-MI These choppers and these planes They all doin the same, they take me overseas M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-I Speedin, and damn Im leanin on a Kawasaki In the lobby, then we dro codeinin, out in Abu Dhabi Chain beamin, man, I hope you aint anemic Cause you might feel drowsy Out in Sweden, its just me and four women And we all playin hockey Blowed, Scott La Flame, pimp with no cane Rockin a robe in your hood with no pass Fuck up the flow, nothin but fam cause niggas be hoes You can have that, pass that, light it up and then blow Imagery abstract, its like NASDAQ When I stock it up and then go Packed it up and moved to Goldman Sachs My nigga Yeezy done taught me that Young niggas in the Soho house Spillin booze where the Barbie at Damn homie, this a movie nigga Take a picture of somethin, where your Kodak at? If Scottie aint totin or swimmin in women He writin, producin and scorin and filmin These choppers and these planes They all doin the same, they take me overseas M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-I-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-MI These choppers and these planes They all doin the same, they take me overseas M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-I

I got my realest niggas in the house We ridin Head first, said its hard, youre still looking for No heart ache No, no, oh Till the world with my real niggas Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Burning money, like it aint nothin Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Champagne for all the pain Yes Lord Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for Running town with my real niggas Yes Lord Pray to God that this the life That we made for Click- clack when the heat clap, do you need that? I killed the beat, R.I.P, no repass Never taken my girl shopping, new shoes She dont need that, she only in One position, I guess I could buy her knee pads Gettin this paper, my manager chargin 10 racks for the bookin Pot on the stove, thats that yola Thats never top ramen we cookin Young and from Cali, but rappin like All of them OGs in Brooklyn You mad cause your chick in my crib And you thought that shed never be tooken But nigga, you dealin with greats All my niggas go ape I got Gs behind me, Like letter H And its real niggas, no fakes over here Go-getters, no brakes over here Straight shots, no chase over here Broke niggas go way over there! Till the world with my real niggas Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Burning money, like it aint nothin Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Champagne for all the pain Yes Lord Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for Running town with my real niggas Yes Lord Pray to God that this the life That we made for Early morning smoking, know a nigga living I dont really care what cit Im goin way, way down in the jungle Deep, when most of my niggas is dead Every day I avenge my nigga, off in the LV shoes, I walk They classify me as a nigga Just based off the way I talk All my night I live a legend When I rapped my out of the ghetto where If niggas dont know you, they wont say hello And as killer bee kill, better keep that mellow Bad ass Cleveland hoes is right, Ass so fat But that money on my mind Long ass hair, land lord dont care Niggas just need them ends on time Catch me close to PCAs, Breathing all that THC Bitch Im with probably got a man but We both know that he aint me Sip that lean with ice, and a nigga so nice Go ahead girl roll them dice, whats the chance You drop them pants, give it up to a nigga That could change your life? Heavy on the reigns, Im the city god Nigga dont change and you know a nigga hoggin up lanes Prolly in the Benz with the engine, prolly in the Range Cause you know a nigga stay with them things Californicating on the weekly, chiefing on the daily Chip is crazy, crazy mean And stunting on these haters, baby Till the world with my real niggas Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Burning money, like it aint nothin Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Champagne for all the pain Yes Lord Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for Running town with my real niggas Yes Lord Pray to God that this the life That we made for I got my realest niggas in the house We ridin Head first, said its hard, youre still looking for No heart ache No, no, oh Aww man, here he come Its mister cocky, mister know-it-all Kawasaki-aki, papi Prolly finna blow it all Pocket full of money and you mad I wanna show it off, real niggas? Your name aint one I know at all! Always grindin, prolly workin You is broke, your pockets hurtin Yo girl come , RnB That Rodney Jerkins, might be cause we the best Or, we the hottest this year and the next 4 Either way, its the same answer: Am I that nigga? Yes Lord! What Im talking bout next 4? Next 8 We gon be the hottest here till the next decade Tock-tock ticking, bought a broad with a neck brace More love, more love, less hate Im Mike Jackson, J5 Code red, stay fired Im smokin Yes Lord, sippin Praise God And excuse me while I stage dive Cause Im Till the world with my real niggas Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Burning money, like it aint nothin Yes Lord Living the life you other niggas would kill for Champagne for all the pain Yes Lord Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for Running town with my real niggas Yes Lord Pray to God that this the life That we made for

Roll it up, spark it up, put that drink up in my cup All my cars got leather and wood In my hood we call it Everybody wanna ball, give em a couple shots Watch em stand and watch em fall I dont fuck with yall If I wasnt rapping daily Id still be driving Mercedes Hummers at my niggas crib And we still rolling up that ganja With a couple of Hondas But that be the chicks behind us Waiting when they wait-waiting for-for me too Wow, those are amazing Diamonds! Waking up in the morning Im rolling and bucking Cause Im high, so, so high Nine to fivin; drinking and driving Cause Im high, so, so high Mrs. Long, see I been getting along with... Blowin up my on my bong so I been chiefing alone Chilling with my homies, hitting up tinderoni Theres doobies and jacuzzis, whiles shes giving me dome Buzz cut, uncut, she keep cutting up And my niggas copped the eighth it is you be dumb enough yeah she let me up Who gon chop me up? Look and tuck, throw your fingers up You know how we roll Its a beautiful Friday morning We gon get slonky tonight! We gon get - We gon get slonky tonight! Im up in the morning Im rolling and bucking Cause Im high, so, so high Nine to fivin; drinking and driving Cause Im high, so, so high Shorty, na-na-na-na, shorty go low, low, low Move that thing up, up, up, down Up, up ,up, down Up, up ,up, down

Fuck out of my business/ I did things that most men would ask forgiveness/ Broke the code of commandments from my descendants/ Who gives a fuck? New Trojan in the building/ We ride with no limits/ Shut the fuck up, dont you hear me trying to finish?/ Im in a bad mood, rob that dude/ Fuck that couch, burn that house/ We the cause of the era, new niggas with new terror/ 4,000 on the leather, you niggas should know better/ Them niggas new slaves, i do say.../ Fuck! Fuck! twice, only on a Tuesday/ When im in a bad mood/ Ooh nigga im wylin on em/ Ooh back balling on em/ I never feel the pain/ Only God can make it rain/ So i must be Mary, Joseph, Allah/ Kid of a disciple, thoughts are suicidal/ Jumping off the building, thinking like a psycho/ They trying to find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty/ Its alright, hes after the meds, Chris Bobby/ ...Oh shit

Did you have the time of your life? Lets have the after party at my place Do you have some spare change? On me, Ive got hundreds Ill throw in your face Yeah, order more bottles, order more models Order more hours, shots on an island Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin, order more kidneys Dope, Im so dope All these hunnies pilin on the floor And were stuntin, know you see the glo Girl, these hundreds, thought Id let you know Since LA, Ive been puttin on Cirque du Soleil, on and on and on I got this money, tell me what you want For this money, can you drop it low? Yeah, order more bottles, order more models Order more hours, shots on an island Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin, order more kidneys Hmm, when the night calls, oh-woah-woah When the night calls, oh-oh-oh Yeah, order more bottles Order more models Order more hours Shots on an island Hotter than the summer The winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin So order more kidneys Freaks come out at night We bring our fantasy to life Point me to the ice And I dont need your drink, high off life Uh, someone kill the lights I brought the party favors, just get piped All my bitches right But I want you and you tonight Yeah, order more bottles Order more models Order more hours Shots on an island Hotter than the summer The winter couldnt chill me Young, free, and wildin So order more kidneys When the night crawls All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol All these hundreds and these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls When the night calls We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol All these hundreds, all these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls Ayy, walked up in the bank Ordered me some funds Walked in the strip club Order me some ones I walked up in the gun store Order me some guns Your bitch walked up in the spot And she ordered me for lunch I just ordered me some brunch Korean spicy garlic Bitch, I come from eating McDonalds Girl, you know Im from the projects Like, Im a G, I come through mobbin Like Wu-T-A-N-G we come through wildin I aint chicken, Killer Caesar with the chopper Boy, you dont blow no poles, I know, I know I got me some angles I got me some money, for I got me some haters I got me some FedEx I got me some cake I got me some UPS I got me a freight Ayy Order some money Order some more money Order some more money Order some more money Order some more bottles Order some more bitches Order some more money I know you want to be rich, bitch When the night crawls All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol All these hundreds and these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls When the night calls We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol All these hundreds, all these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls Yeah, Slim Jxmmi Uh, she throw that ass, she throw it back, yeah I cant stop thumbin through the cash, yeah I love it when she twerk it fast, uh Its obvious Im lovin that Order more bottles, order more pills Ima flash the grip, got these hoes on chip Everywhere I go, cameras on snap Everything go, even in a drought When the night crawls All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol All these hundreds and these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls When the night calls We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol All these hundreds, all these thousands, Ima spend it all Always when the night calls

My parents say that youll never amount to much They say that I should be careful cause youre bad luck When I try to ignore them, they say Listen up, this is how it will be.. I get so tired of listening to everyone Tell me what should I be feeling, what I should want So I try to ignore them, but it never stops I just cant get any peace As I wander to your side of town each day Where the windows are barred And hopeless lays on the street All the noise disappears Youre the only thing I hear What they dont know is that I am a lot like you It doesnt matter that we have an ocean view Though its all picture perfect, unlike me and you They just fight all the time, and I get so tired of listening to everyone Tell me I have everything that a girl should want Because under the surface, this place is corrupt I just cant get any peace As I wander to your side of town each day Where the windows are barred And hopeless lays on the street All the noise disappears Youre the only thing I hear When theres thunder in the sky And the sirens blare at night When theres gunshots in the street Theres no place Id rather be As I wander to your side of town each day Where the windows are barred And hopeless lays on the street All the noise disappears Youre the only thing I hear

Mixtape monopoly, fuck, nigga! Pull up, pull up You already know it is nigga Might pull up in the exclusive whip Might pull up with the exclusive bitch Might be your bitch New Bruce Wayne, nigga Black batmobile, I fly without steering Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it Cant see me and the kids get to screaming Batman, batman, straight up My car got an attitude dont pull up next to it My bitch get an attitude aint givin her no dick All my Jordans early I aint campin out for shit I got all my niggas from the streets off in this bitch I be so damn fly I might need a whistle Throwin 1s in Magic City tryna feed the strippers And if your niggas aint shit then leave them niggas And if your bitch get on your nerves then take her to a circus Im the best, just best keep secrets Just three stacks and Hendrix, nigga No guitar, and Gods my witness Dick and James, bring back cathedral Man, these shoes, its just illegal Boast these hoes, its Tommy Lee Thats two face all you niggas, James Black batmobile, I fly without steering Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it Cant see me and the kids get to screaming Batman, batman, straight up Black batmobile, I fly without steering Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it Cant see me and the kids get to screaming Batman, batman Man, I dont ball, you know I do not talk Might run the boat under the tank You are everydance, you left Vietnam Cook you from the feels, cook you in a pan Im go me gun them all of the time I quickly clap crosbitter mind Watch me on the side, I be polish and shine Easy synergy, you pank up a line Black batmobile, I fly without steering Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it Cant see me and the kids get to screaming Batman, batman, straight up

I feel so cold All hookers and gin This mess were in

Im in the backseat searching for my memory Wonderin what we did last night Im pretty sure it was wild Because Im in the backseat with the cops surrounding me Wonderin what we did last night But Im pretty sure it was wild, wild 10 am, it’s Ransomnia She see the dust, its so obvious Run from home, after tonight, we up out of here Dont go home cause they just ran me up out of there Fuck the streetlights, she ran the street tight She run her mouth, but cant eat right? Dont read between the lines and figure out how to be white She smelled the line, baby, you know you dont need white Now look what we did now, the cops behind us Ran that red light, did you have to be mindless? The Rollie on me only cause to tell what the time is We lost in the city where sin is no biggy Im in the backseat searching for my memory Wonderin what we did last night Im pretty sure it was wild Because Im in the backseat with the cops surrounding me Wonderin what we did last night But Im pretty sure it was wild, wild After hours, seconds turn into minutes They like, We finished, but this shit just the beginning We in a arms race off– She ripped the soul out, tell me how that bar taste check her heart rate I pull her pants down, In this life, see, we could have a hell of a life I mean I, these days been a hell of a sight Im so twisted, so I fuck around and forgot my shit is Oh I , same place I spit this Fuck rap, nigga, we only want We set trends for young niggas niggas to follow Im in the backseat searching for my memory Wonderin what we did last night Im pretty sure it was wild Because Im in the backseat with the cops surrounding me Wonderin what we did last night But Im pretty sure it was wild, wild

Yeah, woah, woah The Grammys still tripping on a nigga its so old, its so old We still love the Grammys we gon keep goin We gon keep goin Ima record my next album in H-Town yeah In H-Town yeah, in H-Town yeah I just built that new crib up from the ground yeah From the ground yeah, from the ground yeah Up the street I used to catch the greyhound yeah The greyhound yeah, greyhound Used to ride with my latinos shout out to the browns yeah To the browns yeah, to the browns Just got off the phone with Jay Z might make another Crown yeah, another Crown yeah, another Crown yeah Astroworld swear to god its gown down yeah, going down yeah Ima built that shit as soon as I get a billion in my account yeah, in my account yeah, in my account yeah Let me do about 15 more shows we gon be up on the way yeah, on the way yeah

Im fine Fine, Im fine Fine, Im fine yeah Fine, Im fine, yeah, Im fine Yeah, Im fine Dont be worried bout me, my nigga, Im fine Feel like what my bitch look like, Im fine I just wanna have the time of my life Im fine Dont be worried bout me, my nigga, Im fine Feel like what my bitch look like , Im fine I just wanna have the time of my life I dont really , I dont really care if a nigga dont like me Other than a wife, I got everything I need A house in the hills Im finna go buy me Plenty more Y-3 , hatin ass niggas aint got cheese Ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh-agh, yup

Get you super wet after we turn the shower off I choke you softly Grab your face too, rape you like I love you You know what? I’m that crazy motherfucker from the dust You’re the angel out of hell from the crust Aint a planet on this world we aint touch Man, I love when your ass start to fuss And that crazy little face when you cuss You know my crazy ass is a nut Hand on the wheel, hand on my elephant tusk Hand on her mouth, nah, you ain’t gotta say much Fuck this, your moan getting loud, shut the fuck up! That’s why Im in it and I can’t get out it Lou said it and she can’t figure it out I hit the deep end just so I can swim in out it And once Ye finished, then I put my dick in her mouth Bitch, stop lookin at me Hold up, bitch, keep lookin at me

3 AM rolling stoned, all I see is dust We feel like rockstars then we rockstars Sex pistol posers, they never heard of us I guess I need that white broad in that white car So raise your glasses homie cause we seem to bring the masses homie And shut down our whole town, fuck up shit My homie Jon copped them grapes and they busted Rollies and raviolis you in the cover of vogue Dont look between the lines or itll fuck up your mind She let us smell the line, let it fuck up our mind X2 But the nights keep fallin hey What if the night keeps fallin hey X2 Summer time was the illest Used to pull up the pullup like it was Christmas Winter time furs is too cold, told em give me mine Last night I had a dream but I died too many times But fuck motto, when her breasts out tell em take some fucking photos Fill up the dressing room with will&rich and kwazi motos So we popped the champagne so drunk spilled liquor all over her vera wang Its timeless but how many people here know what the time is Spend about a minute on it From the front row to the stage it feel different dont it So Imma shine while Im here make it mine while Im here White girls lying to their mum for the lines Black boys do the crimes for the lines You dealing or buying or youre way out of line We be speaking to the tyrants that be twinkling and shinin Bitches crying rivers cuz I left em behind Got that liquor in my liver while I trip and recline This bitch keep callin but im clicking decline We live in a time,where the shit in our mind Is to get on our grind,im ruthless for the paper I spit the truth in the booth,and I aint care about a hater Plus im getting high, got a pack of northern lights My sword is bright,ive sworn to fight as the warrior night To protect those who sold their souls over night So if you get in our way you will get pulverized Im a monster, you better run bitch You lucky that the night is over, see you at sunset

Yeah 7:30 in the night, yeah Ooh-oooh, ooh I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those condoms Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around Whеn you throw that to the side, yeah I gеt those goosebumps every time, yeah 7-1-3 Through the 2-8-1, yeah, Im ridin, why they on me? Why they on me? Im flyin, sippin low-key Im sippin low-key in Onyx, rider, rider When Im pullin up right beside ya Pop star, lil Mariah When I text a cute game, wildness Throw a stack on the Bible Never Snapchat or took molly She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah We at the top floor, right there off Doheny, yeah Oh no, I cant fuck with yall Yeah, when Im with my squad I cannot do no wrong Yeah, saucin in the city, dont get misinformed Yeah, they gon pull up on you Yeah, we gon do some things, some things you cant relate Yeah, cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay Oh, you cant go, oh, I dont know Oh, back the fuck up off me I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time Back in the day they would laugh at me, now Im a rapping catastrophe Bet all them teachers that gave me detention their mad at me I wasnt serving em I got so many 5 hours after workin 9-5 to get em off ? started with a 5 principle No more pitstops with a pitcock keep my hall passes in a ziplock Also to all of the teachers thats thinking they homework is fun, you aint Chris Rock Also to all the freshman in the wrong classroom this aint 3rd block All of you nappy headed fro havin tru religion wearin this aint Boondocks By the way Coach Cruz for the record knew, you owe me a pair of tomb socks 2017 senior aye Next year I copped a beamer aye 500 for a feature aye Just to stunt up on my teachers aye I remember I would freestyle at the pep rally by the bleachers aye I remember lyin to the nurse yea I really had the fuckin fever aye I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time

Pull out the zip, pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so fuckin high, upper echelon Pull out the zip, pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so fuckin high, upper echelon Dozin off them Xannies, just popped a bandie Wave rock like Atlantic, froze like Atlantic Party at the Sphinx, damn thats so outlandish She gon make it clap, clap, throw them bands Walkin through the Waldorf they know my name, yeah Dropped out, got signed, got mom house all in the same year Dont you come around me, aint got the time, B, naww Watch me do the Randy, touchdown Knew how much I get, think La Flame the golden child Ridin right behind her, pull up beside her We poppin champagne, damn you apple cider Pull out the zip, pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so fuckin high, upper echelon Pull out the zip, pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so fuckin high, upper echelon So many shots, fuck your kidneys My money flip like a gymnast Prada and pimpin Yall be stylin my dentist Neil Hard to an a [?} We be a shotty Make it wider then whip it Chillin with cheetah outside the theater no favor Toppin outside la Drippin the dip the flip Pop a thotty with TIP Rollin that by the zip Poppin off with no corner Real niggas dont do coke Pop nigga with the Top for the nine for the soap Why niggas so folil for Wildin, I got it, the deal You know we robbin the scales Pull out the zip, pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so fuckin high, upper echelon Pull out the zip, pull out the ride We so high, upper echelon We so fuckin high, upper echelon

Close your eyes and let your brain jet Pop off the plane and speaking in that accent Dreams so serene, when it happens But no lows, keep the model walking in Manhattan This what you dream when youre about to get up You jumping, four walls in the place, you get stuck You feel its a sin in the wind, just to win When you win, its for real, so baby how you feel? Do you feel this? You see your hands, you dont wanna let it go But the stress is too much to hold on You dont wanna leave, just another sad song So many questions that youre better off leaving alone But you dont , but you dont Dream big when you wish up on a star, who you are? If you know, let me hear you say, let me hear you say I I just dreamed girl, you know who you are Youre the shining star girl, you know who you are You know who you are Dream, a figure of imagination A picture perfect thing that you never ever seen When you looking in the sky and you see thats up Wondering why every dream wanna seem so far It feels so good but life sets so hard It may seem so fraud, the guards just cant guard To regard the applause from the floors Keep your head down, dont be scared now Too much to lose, too much to prove But looking back, you better act The one shot for you to take this But your mind stressed out, your heart racing Now its all or nothing Took your life, by the end we make it something You gotta girl, you got what it takes to be a winner, girl Dream big when you wish up on a star, who you are? If you know, let me hear you say, let me hear you say I I just dreamed girl, you know who you are Youre the shining star girl You know who you are You know who you are Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Yeah, yeah, yeah It might be a long way to go But you gotta lean, Ill steal the show Who do you think that yall payment for Tonight, now lets see what yall came to do Your sure sex shortie, all depends on you Dream big when you wish up on a star, who you are? If you know, let me hear you say, let me hear you say I I just dreamed girl, you know who you are Youre the shining star girl You know who you are You know who you are

I aint playing with these niggas I aint playing with, I aint playing with these niggas I aint playing with these niggas I aint playing with, I aint playing with these niggas Way deep down in the dungeons Humble, way deep down in the jungle My young dargys down, could let off that pound And put a beat down on a mongrel I whizzed past, span round him a little Smacked down and just put some Ps down in a bundle Put it down in the diary, the second week down Thats when a man slide in Rapunzel And when youre putting no work in No work in, then wild niggas rumble Let the strap click, burst him In person, I get fire and the gun fall I let the strap click, curse him Its turfing, its tiring an uncle And when the MAC spits gherkins Disperse him, creampie-ing in your crumble Snakes and tigers Im a lion in the jungle I was alone but a rider Peace flying, then they crumple Little loud with your gun talk Yo, Im on my gun talk On the phone Im replying to the gun call Shits getting bait now Could take niggas plate now Been running this game Its coming to hit you straight now Its gonna make or break Theyre gonna make niggas break out And where the menu at, darg? Im putting names on the takeout Bunsen burner, Bunsen burner Deathlys brother, Uncle Murda

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope... Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope Step into my world where we get ghost, cause in my mind we float Everytime we step into 1oak, they tweaking off the coke Fuck Im out my mind, Im burning bread so much lets have a toast My niggas and momma know that if I wasnt here, nigga Id be dead Now Im in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling Member when I never ever made shit? Now me and my niggas rocking chains and whipping slave ships Now who the slave bitch? Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope... Straight from the lair or Himalayas I got more keys than the mayor, lets have a prayer Kelly Divine off in my pager, Ill hit her later Dawn to dusk Im trying to get made, I been up for days Damn Ill never pop another pill, man that shit is real Girl you know you fucking with La Flame, you know you know the drill I reach to the heavens, lord forgive me I sin May La Flame live forever, and always bring em in La Flame, dont play no games These niggas is lames These niggas aint lords, we the new lords Lord Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope...

They used to sell me dreams, my in the back Im looking for my team but my team is in the back Spazzin out, spazz out whoa I didnt finish school, school is not for me Shes only 19 but her ID says shes 23 Shes spazzin out, spazz out whoa Spazz out, spazz out Spazz out, spazz out We spazz out, we spazz out We spazz out, we spazz out We spazz out, we spazz out They used to sell me dreams, my in the back They used to sell me dreams, my in the back Spazzin out whoa we spazz out I didnt finish school, school is not for me I didnt finish school, school is not for me Spazzin out whoa we spazz out Spazz out We pulled up late but I was already drunk Two pints of whisky in my red Hawaiian Punch love to hate me but I dont give a fuck Drinking Budweisers in the back of Staceys truck Ya I smoked out for breakfast waking up at lunch Im the young sun hotter than a dragon tongue Leaning at the light I cant see straight Lady Lucks in my favor, glow in the dark razors They used to sell me dreams, my in the back Im looking for my team but my team is in the back Spazzin out, spazz out whoa I didnt finish school, school is not for me Shes only 19 but her ID says shes 23 Shes spazzin out, spazz out whoa Spazz out, spazz out