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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away We just wanna party Party just for you We just want the money Money just for you I know you wanna party Party just for free Girl, you got me dancin Dance and shake the frame We just wanna party Party just for you We just want the money Money just for you I know you wanna party Party just for free Girl, you got me dancin Dance and shake the frame This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now This is America Dont catch you slippin now Look how Im livin now Police be trippin now Yeah, this is America Guns in my area I got the strap I gotta carry em Yeah, yeah, Ima go into this Yeah, yeah, this is guerilla Yeah, yeah, Ima go get the bag Yeah, yeah, or Ima get the pad Yeah, yeah, Im so cold like, yeah Im so dope like, yeah We gon blow like, yeah Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody You go tell somebody Grandma told me Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Black man This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now Look how Im geekin out Im so fitted Im on Gucci Im so pretty Im gon get it Watch me move This a celly Thats a tool On my Kodak Black Ooh, know that Get it Ooh, work it Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands Contraband, contraband, contraband I got the plug in Oaxaca They gonna find you like blocka Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody America, I just checked my following list, and You go tell somebody You mothafuckas owe me Grandma told me Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Black man Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody You go tell somebody Grandma told me, Get your money Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Black man You just a black man in this world You just a barcode, ayy You just a black man in this world Drivin expensive foreigns, ayy You just a big dawg, yeah I kenneled him in the backyard No, probably aint life to a dog For a big dog
Hey Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na, ah Oh, but my heart is in Havana Theres somethin bout his manners Havana, ooh na-na He didnt walk up with that how you doin? When he came in the room He said theres a lot of girls I can do with But I cant without you I knew him forever in a minute That summer night in June And papa says he got malo in him He got me feelin like... Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I knew it when I met him , I loved him when I left him Got me feelin like, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh And then I had to tell him, I had to go Oh na-na-na-na-na Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana My heart is in Havana Havana, ooh na-na Just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam Back it on me Shawty cravin on me, get to eatin on me She waited on me Shawty cakin on me, got the bacon on me This is history in the makin, homie Point blank, close range, that B If it cost a million, thats me I was gettin mula, baby Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana My heart is in Havana Havana, ooh na-na Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back like... Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back like... Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back like... Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back Hey, hey... Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Take me back to my Havana... Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana My heart is in Havana Havana, ooh na-na Oh, na-na-na Oh, na-na-na Oh, na-na-na Oh, na-na-na Havana, ooh na-na
I done, uh, ha, huh London On Da Track, bitch Ayy, Rich Homie, Thugga Thugga in this mothafucka Rich Homie, Thugga Thugga in this mothafucka Rich Gang, Thugga Thugga baby Got like four ounces in a 20 ounce, bitch Im blessed I done , did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin Million five on the Visa card Hundred bands stacked look like some fuckin Titans Nigga servin great white like Im feedin sharks I wont do nothin with the bitch, she cant even get me hard Somethin wrong with the pussy Even though I aint gon hit it, Ima still make sure that she douche it Me and my woadie, we dont get caught up like that, no way We aint got time to go see doctors, J, hey Who said money? Hop up in my bed full of forty bitches, Im yawnin Hey, think this a show, bitch, Im performin I do this shit for my daughters and all my sons, bitch Im gonna run up them bands up, take care their funds, bitch I got a moms, bitch , she got a moms, bitch I got sisters and brothers to feed I aint goin out like no idiot, Im a OG I done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin Still screamin Fuck the otherside Ima ride for my nigga, ayy And Ima die for my nigga, ayy Aint gonna be latchin on my niggas, ayy Niggas couldnt see me if they had a genie Ima live my life like Bennie, R.I.P. my brother Bennie I stack them racks to the ceiling, now these niggas cant beat me I just might wake wantin Chanel and these bitches cant see me Im in a whole other league I aint got AIDS but I swear to God I would bleed Til I D.I.E 28 floors up I feel like I could F.L.Y.E.E Pee on top of these bitches God told me they can never stop me so they aint gon stop me Im in that Corvette with baby mommy gettin sloppy toppy Im bleedin red like a devil, I see these bitches plotting They wanna know how I got Ms and I didnt finish college I done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin I do it for my daddy , I do it for my mama Them long nights, I swear to God I do it for the come up Im Willie B beatin on my chest, in the jungle, ayy Money on money, I got commas in every bank Sunday through Monday Ive been grindin with no sleep Talkin bout takin somethin from me, like no way Thugga Thugger, thats my brother, brother You dont want no trouble trouble or you can get these fists, knuckle, knuckle Buckle up like a seatbelt or Ill shoot ya Punchin on the gas , too fast, and I lose ya Give me a bed, and Ill do her , I want her head, Medusa I swear a nigga gone cause this strong Im blowin super Ayy, grindin for a new day Im skatin, like that nigga Lupe Hey, Im on the top just like toupee Ayy, Im in her mouth just like toothpaste Ive done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin Sitting in the middle of this ocean, Pacific that is You understand me? Bunch of bad bitches, ya heard? Popping that GTV, living that lifestyle, ya heard? I do this for Ms. Gladys, boy - 100 1.2K
You dont want zero problems, big fella! Yep! Igh! If one more label try to stop me Its gon be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh huh You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! Ooh, watch me come and put the hinges in their hands Countin Benjis while we meetin, make em shake my other hand, huh Milly rockin, scoopin all the blessings out my lap Bitch I know you tried to cheat, you shoulda never took a nap, hey Fuck wrong with you? What you were thinkin? Fuck you thought it was? You talk that talk that make a lame-ass nigga fall in love Not me, though, bitch, you can keep those Bruh, Im at your head like Craig did Deebo Dont tweak, bro, its never sweet, ho My shooters come for free, so If one more label try to stop me Its gon be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh, huh You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, you bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Yep, yep Pull up in the new thing, Im like You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha They be like, There he go! You old Petey Pablo, take your shirt off Wave round your head like a helicopter I aint put enough weed in the blunt All you do is smoke tobacco Where the hell you get them from? Yeezy said he aint make them My niggas chasin bounty hunters And gettin chased by their baby mamas My first tat was on my stomach Got a pocket full of money And a mind full of ideas Some of this shit may sound weird Inside of the Maybach Look like it came out of Ikea Run shit like diarrhea Big yacht, no power steering Aye, aye, captain Im high, captain Im so high Me and God dappin This is my blessin This is my passion School of hard knocks I took night classes You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Yep Pull up in the new thing, Im like They be like, There he go! I got problems bigger than these boys, yeah My deposits, they be on steroids Lord, free the Carter, niggas need the Carter Sacrificin everything, I feel like Jesus Carter Hold up, I got this sewed up, my soda poured up My woes up, Im flippin those bucks, they doing toe tucks I rolled up and let the smoke puff I lay down, toes up Hold up, get too choked up when I think of old stuff Move on, put my goons on, they kidnap newborns In the streets my face a coupon Her pussy too warm All these bitches come to do harm Just bought a new charm Fuck the watch, I buy a new arm, you lukewarm Im Uncle Luke with the hoes Pretty bitches, centerfolds Tippy toes around my crib in they robes, just their robes Half a milli in the safe, another in the pillowcase Codeine got me movin slower than a caterpillar race Fuck wrong with you? What you were thinkin? What you thought it was? I just popped five Percocets and only caught a buzz And if that label try to stop me There gon be some crazy Weezy fans waitin in the lobby Mula, baby You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me They say so, ridin with the payo They be like, There he go! There he go
Yeah Oh, yeah, uh Ooh, Thugger, yeah Yeah Travis Scott Thugger, Thugger, bitch Yeah I pour a four up I call your ho up Just to fuck her and show her I just went got my dough up Pullin off and Im gone Then I go and pour four up Then I roll up that roll-up Then Im callin your ho up Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Never will I cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin a bag on you Do all of that for no reason Ima pull up MR2 Hittin the block and Im bleedin Throwing that Rollie on you I like the way it be freezin, yeah Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Pour up a four of that Actavis Lean like my motherfuckin granny did Super Bowl ring with big-body Benz I stacked it up, now Im just better livin Got screws in my mouth, Im just preppin it Im fucking this cash, Im not celibate Im packin it out like a reverend I need all this cash, I got hella kids Ima play dumb and get left in the middle Back the fuck up, you too little Hit em with three like Im Miller I dont talk to no man in the middle I dont talk to no man, Im just kiddin But I did pay my sisters tuition I feel lucky, I should play the lottery Walkin off with it like Sonny Liston Mama told me Im her brightest star Mama told me dont hate on the law Because everybody got a job Because everybody wan be a star Please believe every motherfucker around here wan be a part She gon do anything in her power to be with ya boy Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Never will l cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin a bag on you Do all of that for no reason Ima pull up MR2 Hittin the block and Im bleedin Throwin that Rollie on you I like the way you be freezin, yeah Pick up the phone Macaulay Culkin, baby, Home Alone I thought I was right Then I had to man up, I was wrong I hate when we fight She in love with the pipe I draped her up in ice, I pour my four on ice Birds in the trap sing Brian McKnight Percocet and codeine, please dont take my life She had a dream with Céline so I bought it twice Young nigga make it right back tonight Girl, youre so cute and your ass is nice Drinkin on four and Im shootin dice Wrist polar bear, Klondike And Im loving all races Hell nah, I dont discriminize Drinkin on clean, sanitize Ostrich seats with the frog eyes If I ever call your phone, baby Best believe its only one time Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Never will l cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin a bag on you Do all of that for no reason Ima pull up MR2 Hittin the block and Im bleedin Throwin that Rollie on you I like the way you be freezin, yeah Pick up the phone, baby Im in the zone, baby Pick up the phone, baby Im in the zone, baby
Woah Yeah, man, T.I.P. in this motherfucker with me, nigga To the max with it Racks I count six shots Bustin out the bando A nigga jewelry real metal like a can opener I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip I went from Smart Card to a bitch with some smart lips And the F&N make my hip limp Im goin fishin with these little bitty shrimp dimps And my bank roll got a big dip She gon bring it on a big ship Quite trill, no QuikTrip I got thugs in the alley, know Tip here And she just wanna have a good day Smoke way more weed than a guy in L.A Damn, Ill hold them birds til next May Never let em fly away I heard, hey buddy Listen what my nigga Tip say, hey If it aint about the money Dont be blowin me up, nigga, I aint gettin up If it aint about the money Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time If it aint about the money Nah, I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it Bitch nigga, miss me with it, turn it I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ayy Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe, ooh Im slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend, ayy Pants out the grocery store, they stuffed with lettuce, ayy She try make the extras, I tell on these bitches, hey When its bout time to pay, Ima bail on these bitches, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, what you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin at the corner store with a pocket full of dough Ill be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho Learned that from UGK back in Pocket Full of Stones Put your money down, I could buck a hard 4 You playin with it, Ima send em through your car door My watch flooded, shit sick, got Parvo Im doin it for black and yellow, free Hardo The head honcho, nigga, no Tonto, nigga Im quick to put some bricks in a Bronco, nigga Niggas talk shit, well, I dont respond to no nigga No murder, no dough, no convo, nigga If it aint about the money Dont be blowin me up, nigga, I aint gettin up If it aint about the money Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time If it aint about the money Nah, I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it Bitch nigga, miss me with it, turn it I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ayy Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe, ooh Im slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend, ayy Pants out the grocery store, they stuffed with lettuce, ayy She try make the extras, I tell on these bitches, hey When its bout time to pay, Ima bail on these bitches, ayy What you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin in the trap, slangin good blow Them 80s babies used to slang that crack Buy a stolen car while he bang that AK If you ever took a loss, better bring that back Catch up witcha, betcha he gon blow your brains bout that Ba-bow, ayy, know you better be On your best behavior when addressin me Because, bye-gones, we dont let em be Niggas disrespect me, Ima catch a felony For real, if you listen I can get you paid But not interested in shit you say If it aint about the money Dont be blowin me up, nigga, I aint gettin up If it aint about the money Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time If it aint about the money Nah, I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it Bitch nigga, miss me with it, turn it I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ayy Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe, ooh Im slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend, ayy Pants out the grocery store, they stuffed with lettuce, ayy She try make the extras, I tell on these bitches, hey When its bout time to pay, Ima bail on these bitches, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, what you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin at the corner store with a pocket full of dough I’ll be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho Learned that from UGK back in Pocket Full of Stones, nigga
Ricky Racks, I see you! Thugger! YSL for life, bitch Yeah fuck you, your momma and everything else Yung Shad, you killed this track Free the GOAT! Thats my best friend, thats my best friend, flexin Big ol booty bitch missus from Texas, whats next is Im gon skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me And thats my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin wit me, she gon smile cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah! Yeah Take them boys to school, swagonometry Bitch Im bleedin bad, like a bumble bee Hold up! Hold it, hold it, nigga proceed Ima eat that booty just like groceries Eat on that coochie, lay that bitch down like lets do it No Tiger, bitch, eat that wood, eat that wood Supplier, bitch, I got pistols, no wood I want them tacos that are Meagan Good Helicopter choppin with the buzz Stuff them racks inside them if they nudge Bang that other side, nigga curb And my reefer louder than a speaker Yeah my niece is hangin with The Beatles If you ever find her, better keep her 37 cameras for the sneakers Goin out like Ox or Beanie Sigel Send a cop, I cant wait to mistreat em Forcin your ho, I cant wait to mislead em And beat em, they aint my people Thats my best friend, thats my best friend, flexin Big ol booty bitch missus from Texas, whats next is Im gon skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me And thats my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin wit me, she gon smile cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah! Yeah! Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds today I done cut back on that lean, Im on that Hen and Dussé Dont do no talkin, when you see him, you better shoot in his face I got a hundred bitches that cant wait to replace Michael Jackson, nigga, Thugger Jackson moon walkin The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shoppin Me a horny goat, Im boolin at the bull stop No I cant get arrested cause Im talkin bout my necklace Ima put that bitch in the buck, Im a dog, lets get stuck My lil sister Dora, eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck Waddup cuz? Here yo cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup Your crew suck, dont got bucks, these aint drugs, nigga Thats my best friend, thats my best friend, flexin Big ol booty bitch missus from Texas, whats next is Im gon skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me And thats my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin wit me, she gon smile cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, woah Woah, woah Oh Oh Me-meet me at The London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things we cant undo You just send the pin, I can find you 61, on the money, 92 You just say the word and Ill run through Two texts, no reply, thats when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew Yeah, circumnavigate the globe as the cash grows Get a nigga whacked like you get the grass mowed Im talkin slick when Im with the Big Slime, nigga Could hit your bitch, you could never hit mine, nigga In my DM, they electric slide, nigga No catfishin, this is not a fish fry, nigga Never switch sides on my dog Catch a contact, hitch a ride, go to Mars Everybody sing How could you come up out your face And say I aint the hardest nigga you done ever heard? I left a flock of rappers dead and buried A verse from me is like eleven birds Just did the math, thats like two thousand dollars every word Im on the verge, Ill beat the charge I killed some niggas and I walked away from it Then I observe, just how you curve Then told the nigga that they gotta wait for it I know—I know you in high demand Im ballin on a pussy nigga like Juwanna Mann Im drownin all inside the pussy like I never swam Ayy, fuck your IG, I put somethin on your sonogram Im the man, ayy, ayy Me-meet me at The London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things we cant undo You just send the pin, I can find you 61, on the money, 92 You just say the word and Ill run through Two texts, no reply, thats when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew Pimp talk, church talk, I can make a brick walk Up north, down south, Bankhead to Rachel Walk Hit it with a little water, stretch it like a vocal cord STD, I run my ward, fuck a fed and his daughter Ima run the compound I supply the cigarettes and bread I got a main and she gon ride She took a quarter and she fled Im in the Lamb, so she gon ride I see the pain in shawtys light brown eyes Im at The London with some big thots No fries, she eat steaks with the fish sides Didnt your mama tell you when something on fire, stop, drop and roll? Ive been on the road like a pair of spinners at Stop-N-Gos I could charge em like a Dodge Hemi Demon Got your broad in the garage eatin semen Every time a nigga go back to the ward Niggas act like they want start And we leave them on the cement Me-meet me at The London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things we cant undo You just send the pin, I can find you 61, on the money, 92 You just say the word and Ill run through Two texts, no reply, thats when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew I, crash down, we get money For the full town I decided, for the full side And they know, I might Get down, might See the whole town every time, I... Yeah, they know whats up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Champagne with breakfast while Im yawning You cant drink all day if you dont start in the morning Lord forgive me, I cant take things slowly Im gone on them once I get going She tryna take it all off for me Tryna stay real close to me I gotta catch myself I cant play myself, I need to take it Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy, easy, easy, easy Railiza, you need a... money and visa And you get what you want, always from me I cant say No when you say Please, I cant say No Howisha, you need a... baby with me, uh And Im takin my time, just wait, dont leave I cant say No when you say Please, I cant say No You wanna drink like Bajan and dance like Trini, yeah You want a supermodel pose like mi real friend Winnie Yeah, vacation is done but Im not finished, no Champagne with breakfast while Im yawning You cant drink all day if you dont start in the morning Lord forgive me, I cant take things slowly Im gone on them once I get going She tryna take it all off for me Tryna stay real close to me I gotta catch myself I cant play myself, I need to take it Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy, easy, easy, easy I stay to myself, Ill explain myself, I cant play myself Oh, first night, holy night, five in the morning, yeah-yeah And it feels like youre mine, signs of the times, oh, what a time Playin it right, playin it perfect Laughin it off, but I know youre hurtin Signs of the times, I say all the time Taking my time, just gets harder to find it But youre playin it right, youre playin me perfect She tryna take it all off for me Tryna stay real close to me I gotta catch myself I cant play myself, I need to take it Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy, easy, easy, easy I bet I never disrespect you, darlin I bet you pardon me, darlin
Wrote this shit, January 21 Baby girl, I had to run, Ill be back a couple months Kendall turned 21, was up the street with 21 They could see me online, but they wont see me on the ones I got Dubai plates in the California state I got her waitin at my place, I got no baby on the way Im talkin Baby like Stunna, Im talkin Baby like Face Lost millions in the past, Im talkin maybe like eight Couple niggas from the city Wishin on a star, could they be like Drake Sorry, no, not today, you gotta find your own way Big dog from the 6, Im talkin Dogg like Nate My shit be raw out the gate, I dont need another take 40 got house on the lake, I aint know we had a lake She complainin how Im late, I aint know it was a date Niggas see me in person First thing they say is, I know you need a break. Hell naw, I feel great, ready now, why wait? Like a kiss from a rose I could be the one to seal your whole fate So be careful what you think, think about what you gon say Gotta deal with people straight, I got my 23s laced Its a marathon, not a sprint, but I still gotta win the race, yeah And Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since We seein so many blessings, shit dont make no sense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to Him Yeah, Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to— 2 Chainz, Im a real one Few shows, thats a mil run When she bust it down I said, Thanks for givin to me, like a pilgrim Cold worldll be chillin Earmuffs on the children Used to trap out the Hilton Got wood on the Cartiers: thats a face full of splinters Count a bankroll for dinner This the wrong place to enter Phone sex for breakfast, all kinda women text us Met her at the Super Bowl Told her I stayed down the street from Texas A-Town, I stay down, yeah its all in the wrist This one here out the fence Trap jumpin like “tha Carter”, mean it jumpin like Vince Moved on from the election Introduced her to the plug Cant believe they tried to take the connection Ooh, girl, you a blessin, fine ass, be finessin Yeah I love my fans but I dont wanna take pictures in the restroom Drench God with the 6 God Point guard and the two guard Pretty Girls Like Trap Music so I woke up with my wood hard And Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since We seein so many blessings, shit dont make no sense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to Him Yeah, Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to— I was stealin from a bitch Back when I was 21 My favorite gun was a SIG 20 in the clip, head one Growin up, I was a running back You never made me ran once I got shot, sweat started runnin That shit was red like Hunt Im kickin, pimpin like I punt But dont you think shits sweet? Im talkin sweet, deer meat Im talkin suite like he sleep We aint doin too much talkin Im talmbout talkin like a speech Like the President, I kill em neat I’m talkin neat like freak Im talkin neat like fleek Im talkin neat like a geek You come with beef, I eat a B Im talkin B’s, spellin bee Double R, thats a Rolls Paint it yellow like its dairy Im talkin Rose like Derrick Im talkin rolls like a belly Like a new car, I got two keys Tryna score the bucket like a Chevy seat Then I heard they been pullin all week Ima use your name like, Who is he? You get it? Haha! I said Ima use a name like, Who is he? Got some gold on, leprechaun, sheesh Deep sleep short for deceased Big bezel on the Patty I’m talkin PADI—I meant Patek Dont try to take it, I got guns Im talkin guns, not pellets I watch the game from the floor Im talkin wood, first mattress Im talkin wood, pants down Im talkin woods like them clowns I got my mink off a monkey Im talkin monkey like Jumanji All your diamonds partly sunny Im talkin sunny like D, Sunny My diamonds wet, it cost me money Im talkin wet like its runnin Im talkin wet like Katrina Im talkin wet like Dasani, huh And Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since We seein so many blessings, shit dont make no sense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to Him Yeah, Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to—
High-lights Tell my baby Im back in town Highlights Tell everybody Im back in town High-lights Tell my baby Im back in town, town Highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights Can we play that back one time? And after that night Im gon wanna play this shit back, oh no Sometimes Im wishin that my dick had GoPro So I could play that shit back in slo-mo I just shot an amateur video; I think I should go pro We only makin the highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights One life, one night Uh Highlights Thats all I need Livin the life til I die I bet me and Ray J would be friends If we aint love the same bitch Yeah, he might have hit it first Only problem is Im rich Uh, 21 Grammys, superstar family We the new Jacksons, Im all about that action Im about that Farrakhan, life is a marathon Ima shift the paradigm, Ima turn up every time Ima bust a coachs head open on some Diddy shit If he ever talk to my son like an idiot One time for a nigga really gettin it Two times cause we got the whole city lit Advice to all my niggas: impregnate Bridget So when she have a baby she gon make another nigga Got the Fruit of Islam in the trenches hah? Even though they know Yeezus is a Christian hah? She spent her whole check on some Christians And that girl aint even religious Walkin, livin, breathin god, you know my past well Hard to believe in God, your nigga got killed Blac Chyna fuckin Rob, help him with the weight I wish my trainer would, tell me what I overate So when Im on vacay, I need to kick back, heh? What you want? You want a boss or an R&B nigga with a six pack, heh, huh? Uh, I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know right now if you a freak or not Oh lord , oh lord I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know if you a freak or not Bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know if you a freak or not Oh lord, oh my lord
Me and Kurt feel the same, too much pleasure is pain My girl spites me in vain, all I do is complain She needs something to change, need to take off the e-e-edge So fuck it all tonight And dont tell me to shut up When you know you talk too much But you dont got shit to say I want you out of my head I want you out of my bedroom tonight Theres no way I could save you Cause I need to be saved too Im no good at goodbyes Were both actin insane, but too stubborn to change Now Im drinkin again, 80 proof in my veins And my fingertips stained, looking over the e-e-edge Dont fuck with me tonight Say you needed this heart, then you got it Turns out that it wasnt what you wanted And we wouldnt let go and we lost it Now Im a goner I want you out of my head I want you out of my bedroom tonight Theres no way I could save you Cause I need to be saved too Im no good at goodbyes I want you out of my life I want you back here tonight Im tryna cut you, no knife I wanna slice you and dice you My argue possessive, it got you precise Can you not turn off the TV? Im watchin the fight I flood the garage, blue diamond, no shark Youre Barbie life doll, its Nicki Minaj You dont need a key to drive, your car on the charger I just wanna see the side, the one thats unbothered And I dont want ya to never go outside I promise if they play, my niggas slidin Im fuckin her, and the tour bus still ridin Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I want you out of my head I want you out of my bedroom tonight Theres no way I could save you Cause I need to be saved too Im no good at goodbyes Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Im no good at goodbyes Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Im no good at goodbyes
I can see that bullshit from a mile away You can stack my money bout a mile away I got three white bitches like its powder day Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei And all of my bitches sexy, call them Barbies She lookin back like Im flexin, baby, no way And lately, I been on that Dusse, yee Got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check Money on my mind, I got money on my brain Money in my pants, I got money I call change 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made Big hunna Thugga, screamin free that Gucci Mane If I need some racks, Ima flip me some packs I talk like I want and she dont say nothin back If cops pull up, I put that crack in my crack Or I put that brack in my brack Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie If you dont owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me I promise I wont ever quit, bitch, Im Kobe And I whip that white, you can snow me Stoner Young Thugger I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger Yeah, she shinin like butter The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler Leave it to Beaver I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him Yeah, they all wanna greet him They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh No, they wont tease on that dick, they wont read on that dick They wont leash on that dick, dont Felicia that dick Mamacita that dick, they gon snitch on that dick And she screamin loud, she cant secret that dick Mama a beast on that dick If she bad, Ima gon an Four Season that bitch Eat that, lil bitch, Ima feast that lil bitch, mm I got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check Money on my mind, I got money on my brain Yeah, Im like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks Money in my pants, I got money I call change Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks Big hunna Thugga, screamin free that Gucci Mane Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey! Bitch, Im a Migo, I play with kilo When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero All of my niggas, they hard, call em beetles Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals Droppin the top on the Bentley Im with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle Geeked out my mind, man, Im tripping out I dont know none of these people Make my little shawty go get me a four and bring back me a liter Yes, I got threats, Im not worried bout that They know they can get whacked and I swear I done Got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check Yeah, Im like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey! We got London on da Track!
We in the building Yeah Lets go King Push They think that they know, something bout my life Not in the same class, not on the same flight Maybe the same club, just not the same lights Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night You just took her phone number, I just took her home with a- Nother bitch, ménage, Boomerang, Strange Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la Renta Your hijo pequeño, my nachos bel grande Stay sippin that André, spent three stacks, thats André That Balmain, that Phillip Lim, they say Im dressing like Kanye Im everything that my rhymes say: breadwinner, brand owner Play Cloths, millionaire, trendsetter, landowner Hope your bitch dont land on him Drink in his hand with the sand on him You small time, you Hyundais Yall couch niggas, we stand on em Dope money with a band on it Half gold, we got a hand on it D-Boys still ball the same, just gotta little bit of glam on it Yah! Yo, I got flames for your download link I let Ja Rule when I murder ink Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think This Queens prodigy is the product of what you aint Well packaged to distribute to the masters Plotted this since first grade classes Class is elements of a classic, Ive got evidence of a master You never thought youd be bodied by a bastard A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats Break necks of broke souls who hate me Hate he? You cant take my heat Fireball flow, cant bat in my league Im the best rapper thats been slept on Stick around like gum thats been stepped on Stepped on, I stepped up, so what up? Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts I cold crush every beat that I touch My words silk and my flow is pure plush Tell HudMo Dope says, Whats up? Go Dreamers a looney Wish upon a star Im too cold for Pluto so Im movin back to Mars Cause this that spaceship, that space shit This that Category 5, this that quake, bitch, that quake, bitch See Im so funked out, like out of here Like blue lights in the basement And its a red state, in Georgia with it Last verse, did you get it? Nah Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle As Im on my Hollywood shuffle Eatin your million dollar truffles, this acquirin taste, nigga Tantalise so you can see the bigger picture that God is the light In the fixture or in the background Cut all the hatin in the background Cause if music and money is the motive, then youre so gimmick Whos to tell me I cant have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich? Boy stop playin, stop playin, Im just sayin, just sayin Go, go, go, go-go , go, go, go, uh Now who else wanna fuck with Hollyweird Go? Break up and roll it, light it and smoke it Pass it, dont hold it, lovin that potent Im drunk and Im rollin, this pill got me open These bad hoes is gruntin, their booties is pokin Out them little dresses, a nigga wanna fuck He dont even smoke, but tell Butter roll a blunt Cause Im way too drunk and Im too turnt up And I brought my own drugs and I do my own stunts Young and Im wildin, new drugs, I try em Hell call me RetcH, but your bitch call me Brian In Polo Im stylin, its all that Im rockin If you catch me out in Lo its a problem Less its a Champion suit, then Im trappin Fuck with me, I got all this Lo all from raggin Used to have a nigga that was down to get to clappin Seen it on a video, he yappin to the captain That nigga snitchin, R86 him These niggas trannies cause these niggas switchin And these niggas bitchin more than these bitches And Im just so sick of this shit, its ridiculous Middle finger to the feds and bitches all day Take her out to eat then I make a bitch pay And my wine on chill and my shrimps sautéed And Im chillin in L.A. with a bitch for the day Look, aint that a bitch? Foot up on the gas, aint no brakes in this bitch Cover girl givin face to the Crip Somethin bout a nigga on the way to the chips High off the money and Im wasted as shit High off the life and she cant get a grip Hundred dollar cup and you cant get a sip Im a million dollar nigga, you should take you a flick Hundred thousand dollar car where I sit And my broad is the shit, Crenshaw in the 6 Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips You either ball or you brick She dont know money so she callin you rich You aint got game so you fall for the shit Spend it all in this bitch til its gone and she split Now you feel like a wimp Talkin bout what you was buildin and shit Got you all up in your feelings and shit Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga shit To the real nigga shit 50 dollar, hundred dollar bill nigga shit Gold crown on a real nigga wrist Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch .40 cal, no concealing the shit Four gun cases, Im still with this shit Backlit, wood wheel when I whip Got her right up on my lap, thats a real nigga risk In the field on my tip Hoes like Phil then I Stockton assist It aint no stoppin the shit, so avoid the potholes, put stocks on the 6 Got Mary blowing Jane We fucking high, sex on a plane Hey newscaster, we about to rain Get love in the club because we fill the section with pain, cmon Blow him up, finna explode All of Hells Kitchen praying he dont stick to the stove God got me, illumi-not-me written in bold Slept on, now Im everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy Buy 150, let me tell yall now, I want Nikki Lift her up like helicopter far away from her fellow Let her play Problem While problem tongue play with propeller Keep fresh just in Margielas Diamond lane running thangs aint shit you can tell us Done everything, aint shit you can sell us Money over bullshit, friction derail us Compton niggas, yeah we take it or leave it Know once its almost over tryin to jerk the wheel You nervous, like them cutters hed inject the speed And you think you mothafucka faking me, my nigga? Yeah I bet a nigga crawl to the crown Im a boss, hire hoes while I bottle out I see them niggas shaking hands and biting styles Got her to stay city in cause I fired her spouse Cause Im a mad man Just fuck niggas like the Klan, man Put you to sleep like the Sandman Give me the throne, Im a chairman Rolex beat, its time for just winning, no fakes Just copped more .4 5s and 9s and I aint talking bout no Js Please be afraid but I aint the shooter, Chachi-palooza Riding shotty in the Chevy bitch old as a cougar Lyrical Ruger, pop your medulla You lukewarm, boy, go get you a cooler please Your bitch know that Im cooler, please Your bitch know that Im cooler, please So cool I could fucking die if I drop a few degrees Boss daddy use the porthole please Get it good girl, use your knees, I love them brainiacs Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees Back on my Compton shit, demonic how I demolish shit Angelic with my intuition Student of game make hoes pay tuition No dice, no pill, but Im on a roll That one nigga that Kendrick cant control Problem That Ambien in my ink pen Move the brown squares like Wheat Thins Yall five days and a weekend Stay smokin on that defense Thats two or three and Im zonin Got money like I cloned it Your bitch came through and I owned it Rims on the Caddy and I ice cream coned it Homie, you aint hitting on nothin Drop that top when I hit that button Pimp so hard its a full time job Swear, 12 stacks in my glove box Bitch niggas, tell me what its gon be Young nigga chop it up 223 Come to the D, dont hit OGs And my advice is stay low-key Bitch we great, bitch we great , fuckin set Bitch we jump up, bitch we jump up, we gotta have it Gotta get, get, we gotta get, get, we gonna take it first We jump, said bitch we jump, we gotta make it Couple racks up on them Wikki stiks Yo bitch, she smoked my trippy stick Ridiculous, put dick on tit, spit on clit And its over with, Im over it No sober shit, drink til I just throw up and shit Yall ho told me come over here So guess what nigga its over with And its over with Fresh out the wave pool, my niggas made cool We wrote the blueprint for the shit yall niggas try to do If Im not outside, then Im probably inside your boo My teams official, you aint shit, thats why shes trying my crew Pardon me, I move retardedly This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me Im always shopping, keep it fly, Lauren is archery Dont get it twisted, realistic, I could part the sea My life is fast, I take a chance when I insert the key And then I turn it up, thats really how you work the V Your stash aint never dry if you getting your work from me We do this fly shit perfectly, were enough to rise the mercury Heat nigga, street nigga Reflect those both when I be rapping on the beat, nigga Looking Cambodian while standing at the podium My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them Laurenovich Stop by, tryna see a nigga, all I buy is these trees, king 100 kis in them streets, nigga, mask me up in grease Sneaker game is lethal, NY, them eagles Fly through, get high too, fly as hell, might as well Hire you the live group, come through with that live crew Birds chirpin, cop that Birkin, boo, yo, I supplied you Liable to be in Beirut, no Beirut, this debut Slick, little niggas get gun poundin, keep moving, who saved you? Play who? Not me, me and Bronson, not we Two real niggas sitting in the East Coast Ice is on, heat close Fuck around and kill one of yall clown ass niggas, word up Take your two, take your hat Take a nap, put your ass ton the ground, little niggas We pound niggas and drown niggas and Hemmied up, that brown, niggas All my niggas get stemid up, Hennessy, Louis V Me and you, me and her, we as one and she is done Battle rap me three to one, freedom after, kingdom come Triple hundred K in my duffle Give a hundred K to my muscle Slept a hundred days, just wakin up Need a brick, just break it up Break it down, then take the cut We shave around like a taper cut I weigh the pound, if you hatin us Bout to paint the town, most hated what Most hated what Grab the dice then shake em up Talked hundreds since eight and up You lost the onions, no makin up No blunts but yall fake as fuck Its gym time and Im shapin up Ive been foulin, when Blake get up You gon waste a life, you need to hang it up Dreams, click clack Man down with that chrome Uz On his back like Nigga dont move Word to mother, we dont lose Talk butter like we dont move See Gutter, be home soon See Gutter, hell be home soon Whats good? Talk the money, whats good? Haters frontin, whats good? Im pullin up like, Whats good? You know I got it, whats good? My peoples bout it, whats good? Never stop, we never settle Gotta push the pedal in that hood Whats good? Talk the money, whats good? Haters frontin, whats good? Im pullin up like, Whats good? You know I got it, whats good? My peoples bout it, whats good? Never stop, we never settle Gotta push the pedal in that hood I sit in the back of the room, legs crossed, melting wax Another free drink so soon? All good, knock it back Red lights, heart attack, just a dream with no end in sight Waking up to evening, now it seems I live this rotten life Spoiled rotten life, frozen hair with burning hands Coming out to dance with other drones who couldnt give a damn But when the night calls, redcurrant lipstick with the lights off Look at all the bottles lined up, wondering who they could pop for Golden ember to the black floor, burning monks to feel the timbre Part of the action, retweet, now youre the attraction Sit around and watch them, watch their faces and reactions Then blur the lines until the sun is back on your horizon Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe Inhale, potent marijuana running shit like the mayor Rap game Peter Parker web swinging through the air My minds in the clouds and I aint got a beer See I aint got a care kill them now and reap the benefits Coldest nigga out and I aint sold no fucking disc Henny bottle-eater, three grams in the fuckin spliff Call it what you want, Im a zombie, bitch, Im off this shit Yo, Prada never gonna pile up if you cant follow this game, nigga My team smoking that green If you aint seen me then you must be a lame, nigga And Ill give you three shots hold this heat down Shorty pussy so wet she could soak a beach towel But meanwhile, Effortless, so she thought it was a freestyle Everybody wanna floss like a G now What about me? Never had a bitch nigga doubt me Zombie gang all yall niggas pace is shit On some basic shit its no wonder that you sound the same So forever am I living staying out of prison Mommy told me different but these hoes dont hear it Forever am I living staying out of prison Mommy told me different but these hoes dont hear it I heard lifes a bitch so I spit and stimulate her clit Hitting licks Henny shots hitting licks on the ave Hitting licks who is this? that be Meech Zombie walking casualty beat the beat till its actually fragments Coke off her areola and no not a can of soda Tearing flesh pussy pink look like Cams Range Rover No High school diploma but baby Im a street soulja School of the hard knocks every class I leap over Smith and Wesson .500, long nose, mazel tov Shoot a man who squeal then I peel like an old cut Like my women heightened and not even trying And if she leaky leaky then Meechy gon dive in Ha, mic check check me, skin darker than Wesley Two-eighths of shrooms got me dancing like Mr. Bentley Mind yo fuckin business, why you think the whip is tinted? The darkest nigga in it sparking up to infinite Renegade, nigga, lets get it straight from the gate Ima tell you what it is, Ima tell you what it aint See you aint gotta question Or better yet second guess anything that I might say You see not a single syllable is out of place I rock a venue, people barely know my name What Im tryna tell you is I aint gotta tell you a fuckin thing Ima show so you know, niggas either do or they dont And bein number two is what I wont be Im silencin lambs and sheep, dont sleep Cause my characteristics are that of a cannibal Call this shit Hannibal Lecter My timings impeccable, sharp like a razorblade And you look dissectible, Ive been on my mind for days Cause homie weve been in the grind for years Southern eagle nigga, fuck em all mane, we dont fly in fear I grew up in the city where they figured they can kill dreams when they kill King Niggas stay shot, shit stay locked, I stay strapped, fuck you mean? Bout my green, I need bread, Im like Fuck the rest When I need bread, Im like Fuck the rest I be up all night tryna chase the check Prolly spent it fast, I need to make it back M.E.M.P.H.I.S, they could never stop me Check these lames and pimp this game, lets put it in my pocket And they will never know bout all the nights that we prayed All the meetings we took, and all the records we played I tried to tell em Im the shit, but they told us, no way With no cuts, theyre like a barber, theyre about to catch fade My number one rule is that I gotta get paid Ive been thinkin this way since I was in the 6th grade No English, I aint talk, but boy could add In the school of hard knocks Im a fuckin grad In these Pumas Ima run shit, high so Im above shit Lame ass niggas I dont fuck with A Bathing Ape trucker, Im a fly mothafucka My team lookin at me like every time its supper Cause they know Im gon feed em, Rocky been a boss I aint worried bout the price cause I can clearly pay the cost Im the sharpest guy around and Ima always cut my loss Then come back for the win, Ima make it, then I spin Real West Side nigga, 4.2 bitch They might pull the piece, somebody call a Buddhist Your bitch put me high up on a nigga to-do list You can do that, fuck nigga do this And yeah Im from the slimiest place where the bombs are pacin Niggas call me Jason when the guns are chasin Might hit em with the TEC, yeah the foul is flagrant You be on gay shit Hand in the bowl when your hand really cold Work the light in the day shift I dont really give a fuck as long as I get paid shift New Cadillac, chopper, no new blade shit I go crazy on this beat right now I really gotta go and spit heat right now Dont matter what the fuck its Prada Well fitting suits eating on clam chowder Knock it out the park like Erik Estrada Remember I was shoppin at Family Dollar Got your main bitch Facebookin, beggin for a swallow Pop this pill then I pop my collar Park this shit then I toss a couple dollars Instagram, gon post for some follows Ive been in and out my zone if you really wanna know I got Hen and got Patron if youre really tryna go Oh, you dont know Bamz? Im what the music game need Like Rich when he just came home And then gave the keys to a cherry 3 Series Oh, you dont know Bamz? Fucker, that AK go chopped 7:30 my time, Im on psychiatric watch Oh, you dont know Bamz? Show and prove for what? I got XXL mula, I got bitches tryna get fucked Oh, you dont know Bamz? Now youre dead, pussy boy catch up Pool junkie rack up, nigga, act up Trunk with the MAC, truck bulletproofed up Oh, you dont know Bamz? Double parked on murder lane 187 my address, Boulevard of Pain Oh, you dont know Bamz? My cellphone backed up My clientele meet once, no voice mail, just call me up, uh 646 684 01 01, hit me up when you want that coke Hit me up when you want more drugs 646 684 01 01, hit me up when you want that coke Hit me up when you want more drugs As I sit back and roll up this black demeanor Reminiscing on my past, still dreaming about that Bimmer Shit, I never was that kid in the streets gripping on Ninas Instead, I was that nigga puffin reefer, fucking lolitas With the baddest features Dog em then its onto the next like I do my sneakers That was the life I was living, careless about their feelings Caught cheating, ask for forgiveness, of course I got my way But now Im older and wiser, cruising through summer days With a little Ma riding in the passenger, she rolling up that lavender Purple cannabis rapture, head high like a Jersey in the rafters You wing a Frazier, some smart players until we major Traveling the world, collecting paper, pissing off these haters Come back home and invest in something then ball out later In five star restaurants high as hell when I tip my waiter Providing for my seed when I bring one in this world But until that day gets here Im thinking about these joints, twerk Lord have mercy Im so motherfucking fresh to death, better call my hearse My hearse a 72442 with an all wood wheel and that bitchll vert My Oldmobile is a cold mobile Got a cold, young chick down in Mobile My stacks so fat cant even hold that Fold that, lay flat like I lack no wheel Lay flat like I lack no wheels for real A nigga had to cold the corner, move crack for real Move crack for real, no rap shit But I rap rap shit, my rap shit for real So you rapping ass rabbit ass ratchet ass niggas Gotta listen to these raps for real Cuz, I dont give a fuck if you a Blood or a cuz Cause I draw blood for real Tryna hang in my city, tryna see a bitch titty, no pity Nigga, youll get hit for real These maggot ass hoes aint hit on shit Theyll set you up for the loot shit, man Thinking thats your bitch, better have your shit Better have quick hands like Gucci Mane Niggas tryna get a brick of Kathy Lee Gifford Better be strapped like Clifford Its the big, black nigga gripper of the big black pistol I suggest you confess where you keeping all the money, mister At the worst youll see a hearse But at the best he just will pistol whip ya Get to see you child and live Lord have mercy, please forgive em, gone Young Del God is handsome, your girl, shes on ransom She dont wanna come back, cause you dont make her cum On the beats I do go dumb and I do her till she numb And I make her soaking wet when she grab that water gun Now fuck that brag rap, man, Im Batman, Im Bruce Wayne Im kickin it, Im Liu Kang, Im killing these niggas, theyre too lame Unorthodox, they too tame, Im right hand but play left Ill chop a trend down til there aint no more plain left Now pay respect to them gods, niggas Not talkin church, Im talkin rides niggas On boulevards when we ride, hovercrafts cause we fly Q Gang til I die, pyramid on my eye Button up on my chest, right now chain on top, no tie While Im choppin up this Thai food Young Del God make god moves Young Del God say fuck fate, if I lose then I choose to This that chateau rap, that shit that niggas aint used to Might salad fork while I choose to while Im fine dining on YouTube, bruh Im a king, I said that Im a king Go to Onyx with a Onyx on, Nefertiti on my ring Im back in this bitch bashing, these rappers be swagger jacking Clap em not, they dont even matter, one two, this lung been splattered And I heat a pistol on something, I keep a fifth on the belt Pulling out the needles with the liable, make sure it aint sitting on the shelf Cause I aint light on the body, fuck waiting in your lobby Hannah Montana finally did grew up, Ive been waiting on Miley Im gangbanging til I break my fingers Til all my family members speak the slanguage I aint even drop no album yet Off mixtapes, thats how Ive been maintaining If you offended, nigga, sorry, in backs there is bodies Have your best friend, cuzzo, uncle, pops and another Bury you in front of everybody If I aint been who you are, I dont fuck with you If I fuck with you, then Im stuck with you Im stuck with you, Ill shoot it out Do some years and a couple months with you, woo Lyrically I am the epitome of a real MC Biblically I am Timothy, visually I am Tripoli Full of bigotry, fighting with Gaddafi over liberty Politically Im Barack smoking pot, sipping Hennessy Thats my only vice, old school noisy pipes I aint tryna be the richest, Im cool with an M like Obie Trice Rappers sing the same song, it must be karaoke night That shit sound like you sang the hokey pokey twice But this the main event, cant tell me that I aint a prince A one-hit wonder to your girl cause I came and went But this that fly talk, smoke it, youll get high off The best thing to happen to the street since the sidewalk Or the stop sign, or the shots flying From a Glock 9, now the block crying, I dont freestyle, I jot mine Call me Mr. 1-800, all I got is hotlines These niggas tell so many stories they can overlook the skyline Biatch Thugger! Yall got me drunk as hell, uh Now I been red since I was little like Robin Hood They been hatin on me, cutting my cable cords They gon hate on her when she come in Michael Kors Meanwhile, your bitch in the Lac, grippin this wood I want you She went to grabbin for my jewels, I told her Buy yourself a squad, and you can roll it, roll it She know she cant have it, that shit love my woadie She want to buy him a chinchilla She see Im servin foreign country boys from the village Always, I gotta stand her No, she dont want nobody else to eat but her She be like fuck them bitches, stack the digits Compliment this Fendi fit, condiment or sentimental She ride three deep with molly in the middle Put Micky Thompsons all on my Jeep Aint got no handprint on my golds, they all on the seat Ten-thousand-dollar toe ring, featured by E Bitches know its time out This bitch be fucking me so good, I be like, Time out! They want to fuck me til I tell em all to time out And how she stroke it, I cant coach it, Im like, Time out! Im not no snitch, but I be tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em Tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em Im so tired of tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em Tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, now Ima show em Her posse beat me by the threes, I call em Reggie Miller She roll my weed in giant gar, she tall like Zilla, I want you Baby, dont you run from me, you know I want you She down with Slime, she got a tattoo of an anaconda Thugger getting high in London Bitches walking round naked, no pajamas Lil homie ranned off with lots of lumber For that, Im gonna fuck your aunt, your sis, your mama Then pop a bean together She want to feel just like I feel, we growin wings together Everything perfect about her, cant get my thing together I turn her up and we shit out earthlings together Just do it like Mykko Montana, my father say I got stamina Im cooking the Hannah Montana-na, I bury these hoes like sandals them I kill every one of my features, I spend all my money on divas My pockets on yellow pages, just like a beeper They found Max B prints in my way Bitch, I rode the Red Sea through my biblical days No roof, snow boots, and that Persian Mercedes Perving the 80s, you aint never surf with the Bradys Ric Flair, a heavyweight champion Got Trish Stratus with them panties on singing daddys home Bust it, in these Space Jams, Im a Monstar Do-rag, tote on, that cake blocked in an arm war So rumble, young man, rumble Young killa when he came out the jungle Young dealer in the rains with the bundles Gets no realer, get chipped when you stumble Eat the ox on the foil, ten toes in the soil Chop chop till he drop, fuck what you thought I never leave my life with a lawyer Eyes wide with my head on the swivel Choose a side or get left in the middle I just treat with the sand on the beach When the desert eagles meet, then Im finna beat Rest them in their sleep, you can lose em to the beef Move or we shooting in the jeep Homicide coming through the sneaks Your hands aint moving with your cheek Bag em up and move em up the creek On my test, got a story to em Like all my raps weigh more than music The more I write, the better I do it and right now my stock is up I do me from day one, huh, my nigga you know where it hit fours Still fuck with me at day one hundred, cause I dont play, I gets off Piss off, bitch, you aint lit, you just a nigga saying shit Rappers burn out faster than cancer sticks Mobb Deep is that truth, liar, Prodigy is that fuel fire Come try me, I show better than tell, Infamous empire Im on point like the state building I stay sharper than razor blades Think you doing the most, I give you the most Slashes to the face, hoes like he so angry, uh Trust me bitch, you gon thank me Cause when it pop and the smoke gone We gon walk outta here safely Fuck with me, I got you, real nigga, no costume This modern art that I spit, its not no bullshit, and colossal So pour it up, pour it up, thats how we ball out Cause when I bomb on these niggas its worse than nuclear fall out Keep the small bills separate from the hundreds, please That bank vault cant talk but the numbers read And the tellers makin statements, breakin all the codes This aint a mothafuckin date, we takin all the hoes Shop til I drop, freshest corpse in the morgue Lookin like a fashion fossil, Im Gianni reborn Four, I was voted most likely to trap Its survival of the trillest, nigga, die or adapt Waste a lot of champagne but I dont waste a drop of time Public with my gang relations, throwin up the proper signs Sawed off the shotty, got the chopper circumcised Chevy so clean, look like I dipped that bitch in turpentine All my homies certified, hottest nigga outchea Looked like Joan, we burned alive Thought that I would ball til I fall, then I learned to fly Spread my wings They say success is contagious so I share my dreams Bolo swingin from left to right Im not a cholo but I know hoes out in SoHo lovin my ethnic type When I smile for the photo looking like Lobo Me and my bloodshot eyes,I pass on the Bud Light Lime Just pass me that brew of St. Ides Got cash, I aint gotta think twice Unconventional shit, pretentious hipsters that diss Half-assed review on Fader, still get no love from Pitchfork Nigel Rubirosa, que la cosa? Feet up on the sofa Heat up on the holster, Worlds Fair! Yeah, you know us 11-36-8 be the zip code Corona, Queens nigga, thats what I call home Feet on the dash, mind on the ass Racin the Sun just so I can get dome Pimped the shorties Ive been with My friends that had me evicted Its been two years and Im slippin Still got no pot to piss in As far as everyone goes, they can suck and kneel on it We have another song, gotta fuckin feel it Got my eyes on the Harley and Im trying to peel it Had my eyes on the bitch but she married Keaton Got no job so Im hardly eatin And you eatin then we fuckin beefin I need a pie and pizza just to meet up for a fuckin feature Man, they dont wanna see a nigga Winning in a mothafucka, happier than a mothafucka You know lightweight grinnin in a mothafucka When youre a dead guy and you on that high So the whole world spinnin in a mothafucka And a couple young angels hide their halo Cause theyre bout to start sinnin in a mothafucka They dont wanna see a nigga on the upswing In a black tux with cufflinks When youre the reason that every single girl in the party Wanna dance and cuff drinks When youre the reason that shit gets ran And mothafuckas wheezin to keep up with the plan And the other niggas show up at your function Actin all anti-social, no, a nigga fan Run up on your mama puttin money in her hand And you do that shit again and again and again Pull up in the 8, goin home with a 10 And you really cant defend or depend on your friends Ex girlfriend wanna key up the Benz When the Sun comes up, nigga we up to win Mothafuck you man, all you do is set trends And you do that shit again and again and again Ugh, ugh, got those motherfucking custom Roshes, feel me? This big beard cover my face Until my mother gets her first crib My hands on some surf shit, my Spanish mami perfect Fuck around and get your fathers shirt lift Drop a thousand on some sake and some urchin Swing the Dodge Viper lefty like Im Randy Johnson Hand me the Thompson, Ill spill your clams on the carpet Then eat some snails with some garlic, paint the town with a harlot Cream FILAs and Carhartt, three-wheelin out the car lot Put the snorkel on the Wrangler cause Im silly I chip a little piece of brick into the Philly My daughters neck is chilly, my sons neck is chilly My mother wrist so cut look like it got bit by a grizzly And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth, aint afraid to hold heat Control the Jeep, thats for the slow creep Ya fuckin pussy smells like old meat Its me Heema the highest human, flyest cummin in my unit I ?, the shorties swoonin, and they want to get to spoonin Never wished i was taller, himanshu aint no midget Never wished i was a baller, if I want it, then I get it I built a fucking blueprint, like who the fuck you kidding? Im ridin around and Im gettin it, if its mine, Im spending You lames and you fall, Im like 2 Chainz when I ball Got Husseins on my feet and Husains on my wall Hussein Chalayans, a pretty girl said thats fancy Unless his name is Hussein, give a fuck who your mans be My shoes got dials, they aint got laces If you got beef, I show up with many faces Been to many places where we leaving many casings Running round, man, but we never catch no cases Give a fuck about what you say, kicking it with like two babes Top off, toupee, hot as fuck, creme brûlée Theres no way I can care about much You probably do the most and its never enough King Midas, I can make gold with a touch Change my location to awesome, you should address me as such Swear this game, you have to know it like the back of your hand Destined to be like Superman for as long as you can Wondering whats the purpose without living a life so grand The worst hand is having the world without a master plan I feel like you gotta pardon Mike for taking over this Earth Despite sleepless nights and long flights And I dont like discussions unless it concerns a price If you make it out of spite, you still make it so its alright I spit magic, so cold and lavish Bad broads perform sexual acts in traffic So smooth, the saxophone and jazz is Its horrendous what you lack and focus on what you have in the G More than average, Im nothing to test If its to me, you step and contest, then bring your best Give it your all, now women beg me to call And unless we overseas, we dont shop in the mall Consider this move so private Ive become urban myth My aim is so swift, with this I cant miss Top notch, number one on everybodys list I promise to kill them all til everybodys missed I never sell drugs, I took em, I dont write rhymes, I cook em Im from the Old New York Where you got your chain snatched and your kicks tooken I put my city up like Im bench pressin Scorin high off the fresh pressses, brutal, last in 10 seconds Jolly good, body good, I met a stripper named Hollywood In Hollywood, glass slipper and she gave me the sloppy goooood So you should tip her if you execute, young leisure suit Larry with no extra loot, my ex left me destitute So chances are I dont remember you if I slept with you You want karats, Im turnin rappers to vegetables City of God, Im askin what would the devil do? Instagram it, I forever rule, Ricky Super villain, Im killin, kick in the door Watch me spillin em, fuckin winnin Straight killin haters, they catchin them feelings See me grillin, me drillin, me like we chillin But really see Im fulfillin their fantasies Like Im fuckin my frienemies Yo whats up, see me on motherfucker tryna get buck Where in the world did he get that from? When the bass drop down and he kick that drum So whats up? Where in the world did he get that from? Where in the world did he get that from? When the bass drop down and he kick that drum Yeah Ive been known to really fuck it up No damn, no shit, not zip zap zup Speedin on the highway, Bronco truck When you ask for the Katz, mothafucka here I come Yeah Ive been known to really fuck it up No damn no shit zip zap zup Speedin on the highway, Bronco truck When you ask for the Katz, mothafucka here I come A muthafucka need that work? Well I got it right here Need motivation for the ass to gon twerk? Well I got it right here If you need that thing, that thing, then I got it right here Yeah, motherfucker, I got it right here, I got it right here A muthafucka need that work? Well I got it right here Need motivation for the ass to gon twerk? Well I got it right here If you need that thing, that thing, then I got it right here Yeah muthafucka, I-- muthafucka I got it right here I said most of these niggas gon hate, me and my niggas get paid One nigga swing then we all gon swing, we all gon catch that case Couple blunts to the face, got a nigga straight Rappin on beats got a young nigga made What can I say? My closet got Bape I dont do delays, I want it today Noisy pack in my wrap, Hennessy in my cup Ginger ale if I chase, but I really dont do that much I really dont have no time, you aint tryin to get no funds Doin this shit til I die, Im rollin and smokin on drugs Rollin up, chokin up on the kush smoke Whip sick, big wheels, Big Willie shit Hot boxer, hot sauna, car full, thick I love the constituents, is down to get their lids peeled Still pimpin, ridin round town gettin low With my bright skin shawty, call her light show She like Reese Im tryna light that Show love, she hold me down like an ice pack Its big faces on faces bruh, big faces on faces bruh Dead men in my pockets got me goin up Its goin face down if a nigga flex us Yeah, in God we trust, but bands is a must We gotta get that, spend that, get that Re-up, recoup, repeat that Say deuce 9 in that ending, been winning since the beginning Did a couple shows, need a couple more That price right but we skippin But to our niggas, we gettin it with that work I turn into a chemist Walter White, send a cake to my niggas locked up in prison Free my nigga Chris, and free my uncle Marky Now tell them they fucked up When they told em they could start me Cause I aint lettin up, theyre talkin bout the best They better mention us, yeah they better mention us Apartment off Rocky, rottweiler just to watch it Maybachs for the profit, get a Lexus for my mama Hail Marys for our fathers, press the pedal to get farther In that new thing, no tags, nigga, fuck the dollar All about it so dont fuckin bother My loose change got me Bruce Wayne, and a 3 page spread I was sleepin on the flow, just a couple months later Now Im purchasing the flow, East Coast King, god, pharoah Feared the sensei, gold for bone marrow, save My name is running coyote Im on peyote with the queen, running on waves I will make water out of Hennessy Target my ankh, I was born a public enemy Reign insurmountable A woman will make me climax but she wont be ending me This is not a dream, marchin, in all black A Black Clan king, respect the illustrator Dont you dare ever try the Elohim, fuck flexin I say my name when I name drop, son Whos the god in this pantheon? Two-9, Alkebulan, Alkebulan, Alkebulan, Alkebulan Get up kid, put your head to your knees like a sit-up, bitch Get too live for the crew, Two-9 Were the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch Send em all to Hell, kill this shit Spit it like braille, gotta feel this shit Gotta check up, haters still sick Yellin kill em all and Im on ball like Im Billups, bitch Runnin our heart, sit up bitch Hard to go to sleep, all we know is work Catch no Zs, chilled on purp And ya bitch came second but my bills on first East Side nigga, still my turf Pierce like Matic, hoes still at it Swing like a batter and my crew goin at it Best believe that that shit gon hurt Toot up the French horn, the fog machine is sandstorm Aint go to camp Cordless toward the performer thats keepin your amps warm Fore the fans swarm all but the limousine Swear to God thats in between Indigo indie dream, you intervene, yeah, thats a Spit 16 Hearts inside of my tip jar, like a bleedin heart beneath wood floor And if every lion is purrin then Ima be certain I let my engine roar Im swingin swords and swingin chains Singin pure and bangin strange This Alexander Spit and Im off the wall like Vans, Im changin lanes Driftin around whatever it is this game became Like gorillas and orangutans, go bananas and bangarang They say Im prayin to that cross for all of that 15 minute fame But Ima get in your ears and the gods here So baby just open your bra zip and just let them titties out And let em bounce like this was Paul Revere Im 7.0in on Pitchfork, Im 10-0in on this court This Alexander Spit with a pistol, dro is full of his disorders, I got this Better have my check, I need that first Before I move, before I step See I been burned it dont take long And learn quick, it aint no twice I gave my time, I gave my life So I wont bet what all I spent Im trying to be good, Ill take your bitch And I aint even playin, just ask my clique You know my steez, trying to get real A-Town Got that or either got sumpn to give away Big feet on the bottom of a Chevrolet Everybody and they mamma sell plenty hay Need to ride with the weight scale Propped up in the seat trying to get that My broad on da eastside ho nigga Tell Bron Bron we can bring the Heat back Im a champ, I support it, flipping through the hundred Cool Club with it, running to the money Im in shape, Im in shape stacking cake Duncan Hines go get Faith thats my last tape Im on 10, Im on fire, Im on point, Im on smash Rolly on my dash, breaking down in my Cad Im Atlanta, ScottyATL ho 1 space thats a Y not an IE Slipped in aint even check ID, game need me Ima rap IV Year before 83, I be the kid who found ET Tell him teach me all he know, prolly make him smoke some dope Call a bitch over for throat and put her on some game Just to get up in her brain and now she out makin me change Im full of dynamite, throw her on the blade, no Wesley Snipes Young Roxanne, baby, sell that body to the night Im trife as fuck, light the blunt, get high enough to die for once Throw the pad at Christ, they askin God how do I write this stuff The Lord never liked me much, but Im sayin, Oh well Blazin up with the devil, watchin old Hell in the Cell Matches your favorite actress, blasted, naked on my mattress Polygraphs break, you say I aint the illest nigga rappin The fucking captain of this multi million dollar faction Commander and chief, my sons is Son of Sam with the beef We get loot, always ran from police You bitch niggas lose your head if you speak I ash the doobie off the cruise ship And flew hash, cheffin out of Ruth Chris Two bitches tellin me they do sniff What do you know? So much wax in this blunt Im smokin Youd thinkin Im fuckin Madame Tussauds You think Im fuckin mad, Im too so Im out of it, bitch, oh, nah, fuck that Bring them fuckin trumpets back Light a dub sack for my niggas who slung crack On a daily basis, sip liquor, I never chase it Fucker Im the greatest, carve a statue of my face, bitch
Made it to L.A., yeah Finally in L.A., yeah Lookin for the weed though Tryna make my own dough Callin for Maria Lost without Maria Might dive in the marina So trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me I dont mind Trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me I dont mind Trust me, trust me Trust me, trust me Trust me, trust me Yeah, I dont mind Travis Scott You know, ooh Thugger Thugger, nigga Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk, ooh Twelve more hours left for us in a day Ive been drinkin all day, Ive been floatin all day Bring your ass over here now You know where, how I stay Ive been gone for some time now I just want a lil taste Mix, mix, pour Drinkin, sippin slow Drink so cold now, froze Froze Froze Come on over, get drunk Damn, girl, I be up late If you want, you can meet me at the studio Yeah, Ive been drinkin all night Take a shot, all we got is Don Julio Yeah, Im guessin this is new to you Thinkin bout all the things that I would do to you Them lips on fire and them hips dont lie Girl, I just wanna see what that booty do Lets lose each others mind Lets make each others night Take advantage of time While we both intertwined Girl, I want you on the rocks, no chaser Be sure to drink it all, wont waste ya I know you stay sober Im sure a few drinks wont faze you Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk, yeah Press lil mama for weed, and she did it for free Yeah, that thing wet, baby, I need skis Skrrt, yeah, I need a ski Yeah, oh From the back, pull her track Then Ima speed race in that My mama still got my back Pull down your pants, I want crack Im growing weed, this aint trees, bitch My bitch brown like Hennessy, bitch Big blood like Freddy in dreams, bitch Dressed in a tie like the Dean, bitch Drunk and in love with my baby Baby, do not go fast, go slow, wait Tell me, tell me information, I got rank Lets take a shot together then lay up like planks Never ever do I wanna leave my lil lady Catch em down bad, now they gotta plan fore that boy wake Told God if I get an iced out watch, I wont be late Every time I try to stick it in all the way Baby girl be like, Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk, ayy
We got London on da Track First you get that money, then you get that power If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin on my chest, no fuckin blouser Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that? They wont know a thing about you if you zip that Hit em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that Before I go without a sack, I swag pack I spoiled my bitch and now she actin like a brat I met Alex, I know Jimmy, he got racks Yeah, yeah, bitch, Im bleedin like a tat Roll it, roll it for me on ya back Just for show my diamonds yellow like a taxi Im a cat, Ima chase all them pussy rats Yah , pussy nigga better not look back Or, or else Im killin em, hey, and thats a fact Theres blood all on my Timberlands She make a nigga say, What? I swear to God she feelin em She sucked like eight dicks, I call her octagon First you get that money, then you get that power If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin on my chest, no fuckin blouser Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that? They wont know a thing about you if you zip that Hit em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that Bitch, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chickens Bitch, Im rich just like a Simmons, not Lil Diggy If I got legs, bitch you know Im gonna get it She got good head, so she welcome to my Bentley Big bid-ness in that big Bentley, Bentley Ridin round with that semi, cause I know these niggas envy Is you mad bout Instagram or how I kick my pimpin? You keep that Ace of Spades, Im sippin Im a rocket, rocket, I cant stop it, stop it Im a GTV, boy, bitch, Im poppin, poppin I need coke, need coke like, Where the fuck is papi? If you try to run off , you know we popped your noggin First, you get that money, then you get that power If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin on my chest, no fuckin blouser Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that? They wont know a thing about you if you zip that Hit em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that
Anything she want she can get, oh, give her Oh, anything she want she can get Wheezy outta here She want Chanel, go get it She want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it She want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she can get it She want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it Everything I got, she gettin it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it Hop out the Benz, she gettin it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin it The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin it Hop out the coupe, she get it Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty Anything she want she can get it Anything you see, you can get it Here go the keys to the Bentley When I fuck her I got good intentions I just cant get my palms to stop itchin Water on me like I live with the fishes I done ordered every color in tennis Got the diamonds put in by my dentist Ima shine when Im skinnin and grinnin Ice my watch, Im not wastin my time Gunna drippin with Uzi and Slime Connect with my bitch like a WiFi Slidin in the DM like a cha-cha I got Ms, I can take care of the southside Ive been buildin these billionaire ties Got the Yves Saint Laurent heels in your size Get the penthouse and fill it with vibes Got Marc Jacobs to cover my eyes She need help, Ima send her a dime I cant pour nothin less than two lines Luxury all the back seats recline She want me to put that dick in her spine Take her shoppin and keep her from cryin Give you stones you one of a kind Got Chanel with the Cs on both sides She want Chanel, go get it She want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it She want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she can get it She want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it Everything I got, she gettin it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it Hop out the Benz, she gettin it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin it The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin it Hop out the coupe, she get it Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty Anything she want she can get it She want Chanel, she can get it Louis V bag and Dior her titty They locked the door when we walk in Fendi Save the hundreds, them dubs, we spendin Real dope boy, aint chargin no card New G-Wagon, she already got Real grown woman, she aint post her body Check price tags, you want it, you get it You a big Thugger fan, you scared to admit it Gettin sixty for a show, Im handlin business L.A. for a month, get away from the city Sippin this syrup, Ima need a new kidney Just tell me where its at and Ima go in and get it Ever I say, she on it New Range Rover, she want it We dont do loans, she own it Runnin out of space for the bags in her closet Runnin through checks every day, no fraud shit Rose gold Presidential Rollie look polished Bad lil bitch, good brain, go to college You aint really gotta pay for nothin, I got it Big bankroll, I aint totin no wallet I dont withdraw, nickname deposit T-Pain, Plies, I call her my shawty, my shawty She want Chanel, go get it She want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it She want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she can get it She want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it Everything I got, she gettin it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it Hop out the Benz, she gettin it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin it The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin it Hop out the coupe, she get it Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty Anything she want she can get it
Yeah Im so through with that Im so through with that Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man Pop me a Xanny, Im fast, Im so fast, Im so faster than Sonic, man True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear Ima shoot with that I just hit for nine birds, what Ima do with that? Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that Im so fresh like dish detergent, if you not fresh, you so through with that If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that Yes, you not cool No, you not bool I dont give no damn, Im not calling you boo My bitch, she a jewel You cant prove a point, boy, you know you so doomed You know you so doomed I swear Im so lost with no clue, dont know what to do Over loud, over loud I over loud on these niggas Aint know how to milk these cows She made that dick grow, now its big like a tower Yow, front pockets filled up with bands, no Bible Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man Pop me a Xanny, Im fast, Im so fast, Im so faster than Sonic, man True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear Ima shoot with that I just hit for nine birds, what Ima do with that? Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that Im so fresh like dish detergent if you not fresh, you so through with that If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that Pull up, hop out the block, they tuck in they tail, I go, Who the clan? We dressed in all-black, Im always on the road just like a Uber man We wrappin and sendin them packs, soon as they land, we movin em Blame it on the OGs, they influenced me Aint gonna count money, nigga I aint just met money, nigga I put lipstick on the Rari, she say thats delicious Who that is in that Crown Vic? He look suspicious I just jugged a hundred pounds, I made a… Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man Pop me a Xanny, Im fast, Im so fast, Im so faster than Sonic, man True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear Ima shoot with that I just hit for nine birds, what Ima do with that? Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that Im so fresh like dish detergent, if you not fresh, you so through with that If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that Yeah, you not cool with that No, you not cool with that No, you not cool with that Yeah
Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Slim Jxmmi Hi, bye, hater , I flood the club with paper Shorty got a ass, some for now and some for later Somethin like Nickis , dancin like Maliah Im throwin all this money, Ima fuck around and buy her I can flick the money all night til my wrist tired If you put in work, this the night you gon retire You a bad bitch, I aint even gon deny her She told me, Throw that money, I said, Make it worth my while Im bout to empty out the ATM She doin tricks that make a nigga wanna spend Girl, you know you got me fascinated Just keep on dancin til Im outta paper Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Franklins rainin on your body Rainin on your body , rainin on your body Wont you do what I say? start rubbin on your body You like hunnids on your body? Girl, you need to get naughty Hold up, hold up Her eyes on me Is that your ho? if so, Ima get her fore the nights over DJ play my shit so Im finna crank up off in the VIP zone See the money go up and she dance on sight By the end of the night, she on endo Lemme see you make it clap on tempo Lemme see you get low like limbo Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Thugger! Come here, ho Mistletoe I got birdies Crows Lil bitty bitch wanna jump on the dick Im like, Bool, lets get it, lets get it I got these bitches kissin on these bitches I cant even count em, I fuck by the digits Swag terrific I might fuck this bitch in the kitchen Baby, dont use dirty dishes Or else you might whip up a brr My neck, my wrist is a brr She wan fuck my dawg, Im like woof Panoramic roof, I drop the coupe, boo Pull up with a bitch, she look like New New Its okay if I lie to you, bitch, my swag the truth Hey, she come right back, like them Davins do Fifty thousand, off fifty niggas, no caliber, bitch Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo
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 Cacti, not no iced tea 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 Incredible, icki-icki, in general I just start the label just to sign me Uh, me and CHASE connected like we Siamese Uh, weve 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 Scuse me, zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi, dont be missin man Mississippi, dip a sippy, make em happy, make em copy Make em get me Chippi Chippi Theres a lot Im gon spend Tell me when, I beam you to pull up, you gon shootout while I spin Trippin like Im trigger happy; saltfish, ackee, ackee Golf buggy, Kawasaki; catch a fish: sushi, maki, livin life London city, left the town Thug and Travis be the fam Yup, yeah, you know that And when they free us out, its gonna be a film, a Kodak Shoot me pourin right above the rim like Pollack Ive been rippin and runnin, not slippin or slidin, athletic tendencies Ive been up since, cheffin it, whippin it to the base rock, I provide the remedy When we open gates up at Utopia , its like Zootopia You see the crosses over ya , thats how you know its us At 4 A.M. Im phonin ya, not for no shoulder rub Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up, the way they fold and tuck Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Yeah, they gon wipe you before you wipe me Yeah, on boxes of checks, not my-, checks, not my I be where the fuck the light be Bangers in the system, its Bangers in the system, its Ancient Anunnaki Bangers in the system, its that Bangers in the system, its that M.I.A.​
When you were worrying about pissing on your fuckin self, I was a stoner Bang gang Dun Deal on the tra-tra-tra-track Way back in 90-fucking-4 when I was six or seven... Ayy, ayy, this that stoner music, nigga Stoner! Stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a 40 on my wrist just like a boss I just put 10,000 on my bitch just like a boss I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a boss, boss Thugger Thugger, you I want Michael Jackson land, ohh Oh, Ima cash out Im high as hell aint got no satellites on me I tell that bitch I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel just like Fabo Im back at it , Juugman voice Bankhead Hear my song way from YTC, ROB, SMM, now we YSL venom Slime Thugger wit it , Slime DK wit it Slime Wicced wit it , Slime Mondo wit it Slime Slugger with it , Slime Bubba wit it Slime Check wit it Count hundreds and 50s off everyones city Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a 40 on my wrist just like a boss I just put 10,000 on my bitch just like a boss I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a boss, boss Run that money up, like ya bout to start trial When you beat the case, turn into a stoner child We dont stand in line, foreign shoes hurt your feet Everybody stoned, weed, lean, molly, E Every time I walk inside the club I see everybody looking You know Im a stoner, I love drugs and I cant never be tooken And you can suck my banana, but I wont eat your pudding So come a lil closer, my bitch wont know ya Andalé andalé andalé, andalé andalé andalé How the fuck a nigga think he gone survive on a YSL runway My glasses are metro no blood off your chest I control ya ho like Net-and-flix Your bitch is my dinner she wet like a fish I took off her three legs, T-Rex Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a 40 on my wrist just like a boss I just put 10,000 on my bitch just like a boss I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a boss, boss I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel just like
Thugger Thugger Thugger Stoner Life, YSL Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my papi for her, fuck the mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each-other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets Who the fuck told you that Young Thugger Thugger dont fuck up the beat? I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of em tinted No, Im not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin Stoner my lifestyle, Im livin too wild I came to make you proud, that money keep her around In love with her head, I cant turn it down Cant wait for my time to come back around She see that you dont got Lil Haitis style Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it Young rich nigga hittin million dollar licks Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit And everywhere I go I gotta pass like the staff Im goin off top like a motherfuckin lay up 357, six shots like Al I left ten bands in a motherfuckin cab Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my papi for her, fuck the mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each-other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets I knew I was gonna run my money up and everybody didnt All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin on they partner Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence Pussy nigga play, Im coming back with the K And Ima shoot that motherfucker til he livid Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast Ima name myself Young Thug Attendant Hundred bands at a time I fronted you bags, but you I dont like using profanity, but the Young Thugger will gut you All of my cups are muddy I fuck my bitches buddies I just want nut like Buddy, all of my bitches buddies Panamera with the tinted roof All the niggas dogs goin, Roof Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic If she aint a virgin, then that bitch is only average I cant even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static I cant learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my papi for her, fuck the mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each-other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
Wheezy outta here Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call them chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cartier eye Im the bossman in a suit but no tie I cant be sober, I gotta stay high Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry Ridin in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde Dont worry, baby, I keep me some fire Shenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decide The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise Dont sleep on miss lady, her pussy a prize Dick in her back while Im grippin her sides Bigger Maybach, this aint regular size We really fly, we like pelican glide Bitch, you aint slick, I can tell the disguise Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life I told her to gargle and work on her highs Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call them chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cash, money, checks, cash Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne I put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver Ayy, man, this synthetic weed, you cant smoke in the Rolls Royce, woah, woah Im still double cupped up, Im drinkin, I shoot off your tires, huh Im in the coupe by myself I had to kick a door when I was 5 Keep the awards on the shelf Whole sixteen round in the fire Im sick and tired of these young niggas act like they firin, they tellin these lies Actin like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys Yeah, Cartier eyes Cartier coat, Cartiers the watch Cartier love, Cartier the thot Cartier specs, buffalo on the side Princess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeah Cartier bag for the Cartier thot Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash Cartier jeans, aint no way I can sag Aint no way Ima ever gon go out bad I cant go out, no way Ima go out I just grip on her ass and I show out I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out I just whip up a new Chanel Patek I whip with the wrist and I dont break the door out Turn the whole top floor to a whorehouse Hundred racks in ones, dude brought the flood out Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot, damn Hot, hot, hot
I got somethin for you lookin-ass niggas Week and a half, Ima be in that ass... pause Its like Im working on an album and a mixtape at the same motherfucking time! Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets Who the fuck told you That Young Thugger Thugger dont fuck up the beat? I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of em tinted No, Im not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin Stoner my lifestyle, Im livin too wild I came to make you proud, that money keep her around In love with her head, I cant turn it down Cant wait for my time to come back around She see that you dont got Lil Haitis style Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it Young rich nigga hittin million dollar licks Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit And everywhere I go I got a pass like the staff Im goin off top like a motherfuckin layup 357, six shots like Al I left ten bands in a motherfuckin cab Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I come out, I ain’t ever with no new bitches These bitches is stealing, Ima sue bitches Dripping down his dick, this pussy too vicious Every time I fuck him, I say Whose is it? Yo! Who the fuck told em that, They was like Nicki? Oh no, bitches didnt! Ima give bitches a minute of shine, then Ill tell em good riddance To raise a child, it might take a village But I wouldnt know, cause these bitches my sons Yes, they was, and they still is Gave him the kitten, now that nigga smitten Told him to hop in my foreign, and then I said, No, Im just kiddin! Hell of a livin, you bitches on chitlins When I come out of my mansion, I sprinkle some bread to the pigeons B-b-b-b-but, bitches is lyin, they lyin, they lyin, they lie in they bio So I aint fuckin with chickens unless I got pico de gallo Girls is plottin, what more could they steal? Tell Justin Timberlake, that I am comin for Jessica Biel Bitch, Im a star-rah, you niggas, I holla tomorrow Doors go up, cause I am too rich to cop a Gallardo No regular doors, on Aventadors Painted it pink, just so I could take pictures, while you rented yours H-H-H-Hell of a ticket, h-h-h-h-hell of a price I want it, I get it, I wire the money, I never think twice I am not gay, but lets be precise Cause if she pretty then watch it, cause Ima be fuckin ya wife Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets I knew I was gonna run my money up and everybody didnt All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin on they partner Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence Pussy nigga play, Im coming back with the K And Ima shoot that motherfucker til he livid Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast Ima name myself Young Thugga tenant 100 bands at a time, I fronted you bands, but you I dont like using profanity but the Young Thugger will cut you All of my cups are muddy, I fuck my bitches buddies I just want nut like Buddy, all of my bitches buddies Panamera with the tinted roof, all the niggas dogs goin, Roof Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic If she aint a virgin then that bitch is only average I cant even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static I cant learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
What, what? Mamacita, cita, cita Woah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh Mamacita, cita, cita Woah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh This the last days to the rodeo Last night had me down in the back, comatose Dont think sunshades and a pill gon help Once Im gone, cant tame myself Mamacita, cita, cita You know I really need ya, need ya, need ya right now She get freaky when the lights down The shits crack, no way niggas could pipe down With the head first, got her straight out of the nightgown Nothin like the light-skinned mamacitas in H-Town They got them pornstar big booties Let me film it, then shoot it, 3D money, no illusion Depending if Im feelin bougie, might hit your line, bitch Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin on me like a beeper Boy, Im in Colorado smokin California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her Hey, and I aint kin to Wayne but that my mamacita Hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita Thats my, my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my, thats my, mamacita, thats my, thats my mamacita Thats my— Motherfuckin girl, I love her, Ima give her the world Ayy, fuck her, I wanna fuck her mother I just might give her my little girl No, no, I wont let go, bro, bad ho She look the best with a fro Natural nat-nat on go Damn, Quan, turn on the stove Whip it til I have a stroke I do not fuck with America I get it straight off the boat Oh, damn The kush, it never make me choke Slow down, Im speedin and I got a trunk full of wham Damn, twenty-five thousand on an old school Cam SS me, these bitches wan molest me Damn, theyll sex me, she a lesbian She want chicken like sesame And she tryin to undress me, test me Give her hotel keys like Cassidy, you dig? Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin on me like a beeper Boy, Im in Colorado smokin California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her Hey, and I aint kin to Wayne but thats my mamacita Hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my, thats my, mamacita, thats my, thats my mamacita Thats my— Bad little college ho that I got on the east skirts of Decatur Best believe that she cover Rich Homie Quan like a blazer I smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up, fuck my neighbors I fuck a nigga bitch and turn her like a table Ayy, Im still practicin so you know Im gettin greater Ayy, still wearin long socks and shorts like Fabo He was hatin at first, now he tryna make the payroll Ayy, got a stupid bitch wholl do whatever I say so Ayy, ayy, money on your head like a Jesus piece Right now Im higher than Khalifa be Bad bitch lookin like a Filipina Ooh, youre killin me , ooh , remember me You , finna be , deceased if you keep callin me Therefore I Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin on me like a beeper Boy, Im in Colorado smokin California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her Hey, and I aint kin to Wayne but thats my mamacita Hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my, thats my, mamacita, thats my, thats my mamacita
Okay Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many feds, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah, that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey We aint got ties, you aint gon ride You aint my slime, you aint my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey So authentic, I aint tellin you lies When it comes to business, Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time Hey Pinstripe Gucci my pants She can suck dick with no hands I done spent some racks on my fam Spaceship on land Fear of God Vans Another pint of red Drank it to the head Got two styrofoams Yeah, Im sippin these meds Two-tone Presi Rolex Yeah, this drip you cant catch Simon says do what I said Cuban link chokin my neck YSL Uber these jets Put em in some VVS Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many feds, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah, that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey We aint got ties, you aint gon ride You aint my slime, you aint my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey So authentic, I aint tellin you lies When it comes to business, Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time Pateks on Pateks on Pateks on Pateks Run up a check and Im fuckin the baddest Trap out the coupe and Im living so lavish R.I.P. Hugh Hefner, he like my daddy I got some VVSs on my neck and my ears, they real, dawg I done stayed down and I ran up the money, I got me an M now S-L-I-M-E a slime I say that shit every time I got some rickety-rackades Running through bitches like Backpage Im going number one this year Ride on this bitch, Im in sixth gear Im on a jet, aint got no fear Do all my dirt when its raining Wash away all the evidence I got some chains and they tennis Ride a Wraith like its rented I rock Givenchy, the vintage Trap up the bando relentless I triple-double the rec, yeah Put the Draco in my trench, yeah I rob your ho for the lint, yeah I triple-double the year, yeah I put her coupe on my bill, yeah I pay some shit, a whole mil I did this shit with no deal Dropped out of school, bought the building I killed the coupe, dropped the ceiling Cop a Bugatti out of there I got on white, I cant kneel Pour out the pint, watch it spill, yeah My lawyer bribe still, yeah Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many feds, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah, that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey We aint got ties, you aint gon ride You aint my slime, you aint my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey So authentic, I aint tellin you lies When it comes to business, Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time
Yeah Nigga, what you thought? Slatt, slatt, slatt Jeffery Jeffery, ayy Yeah Feel a rump-rump Baby, Im needin somethin, somethin I wan beat it up with somethin, somethin Youre a diamond out the rough or somethin, somethin You need to give it up to someone You need to give luck to someone You need to fuckin stop watchin me You need to give it up to someone Before you end up like Woah, woah, woah, woah, like Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Look, I want you to myself But I know you just left someone else, I know you did He did a number on you That must be why you move so... icy Icy like 1017 Icy like theres nobody you’d ever need Better not give that up to anyone but me Patient as can be, but I still need some satisfaction A little less talk and a little more action I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin Thought I had everything, somehow Feel a rump-rump Baby, Im needin somethin, somethin I wan beat it up with somethin, somethin Youre a diamond out the rough or somethin, somethin You need to give it up to someone You need to give luck to someone You need to fuckin stop watchin me You need to give it up to someone Before you end up like Woah, woah, woah, woah, like Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah I wanna see you do more in this life if we takin it there I want to see you do 911, fuck a Panamera See you when I see the real thing, gettin realer and realer Yeah, yeah, yeah But you icy like 1017 Icy like theres nobody youd ever need Better not give that up Im here patient as can be, man I still need some satisfaction A little less talk and a little more action I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin Thought I had everything somehow Feel a rump-rump Baby, Im needin somethin, somethin I wan beat it up with somethin, somethin Youre a diamond out the rough or somethin, somethin You need to give it up to someone You need to give luck to someone You need to fuckin stop watchin me You need to give it up to someone Before you end up like Woah, woah, woah, woah, like Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, Jeffery Yeah Nigga, what you thought? Slatt, slatt, slatt Jeffery Jeffery, ayy Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah
Wheezy outta here Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call em chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cartier eye Im the bossman in a suit but no tie I cant be sober, I gotta stay high Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry Ridin in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde Dont worry, baby, I keep me some fire Shenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decide The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise Dont sleep on miss lady, her pussy a prize Dick in her back while Im grippin her sides Bigger Maybach, this aint regular size We really fly, we like pelican glide Bitch, you aint slick, I can tell the disguise Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life I told her to gargle and work on her highs Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call em chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cash, money, checks, cash Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne I put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver Ayy, man, this synthetic weed, you cant smoke in the Rolls Royce, woah, woah Im still double cupped up, Im drinkin, I shoot off your tires, huh Im in the coupe by myself I had to kick a door when I was 5 Keep the awards on the shelf Whole sixteen round in the fire Im sick and tired of these young niggas act like they firin, they tellin these lies Actin like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys Yeah, Cartier eyes Cartier coat, Cartiers the watch Cartier love, Cartier the thot Cartier specs, buffalo on the side Princess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeah Cartier bag for the Cartier thot Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash Cartier jeans, aint no way I can sag Aint no way Ima ever gon go out bad I cant go out, no way Ima go out I just grip on her ass and I show out I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out I just whip up a new Chanel Patek I whip with the wrist and I dont break the door out Turn the whole top floor to a whorehouse Hundred racks in ones, dude brought the flood out Cash, money, checks, cash Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite Hot like the 504 Boyz how I move through the lobby Since 012, La Flame been hot just to show you the timeframe Hundred mil down on my desk, but Im still up deciding Match the Ms in my account to the truck in my driveway Im in that four-door by myself Know its a hundred more niggas outside Know they gon ride til the death Had some good years, aint no way I get tired I gotta do what I feel Every day Super Bowl, fuck it, oh well I put a lot on myself In the field, Richard Mille on like Odell She slid her hand down my pants just to grab the torpedo I had to go back and link with my slimes like Im thirteen and zero I told her, Baby, this not the remix, this a part of the sequel No, we not livin the same, we not makin the same, we not equal , yeah, yeah, yeah Look, mom, I can fly Had some troubles, put that shit in the sky Brought the angels, know the devil would try Its so hot, you thought Paris Hilton done said it When we come out, we cant help but leave damage Afterparty, Astroworld out the planet Laid the map out, but they didnt understand it When Im home, know that I fuck on a Grammy, yeah Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot, damn Hot, hot, hot, hot
Thug! Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Tearin up the place Im a rich nigga, got Chanel on my waist Run up on me playin, Ima aim it at ya face And that go for anybody, anyway, ayy Im a rich blood, by the way And Im havin swag, Rollie old like a tape Fish scale, yeah, I got these bitches on the bait Dont wanna talk, man, I said, I need some space Woop, woop, woop, my new car geeked up I just paid a cop, now Im runnin out of court Panoramic top, Ima put it on the rocks Crawl, walk and hop, got all of these bitches shocked, ayy Stone molly whiter than my socks I dont wanna talk if it aint bout guap Clone a young nigga and still flop I buy pints by the two no Pac Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah Ah, rubbin on my chain, blowin cloudmatic Smoke somethin with a G and bend that ass backwards Lay back, relax and talk mathematics Later on, we test a little sex practice Write my name on the wall Money in the mattress, bet she wanna get involved She hopped on the blunt, say, where the hookah yall? I tell her pass back if the shit too strong, its all set Mozart art on the block, so wet I got her where I want her and I aint done yet Lookin at your future, baby, put down the cigarette Come hop on this kush jet and take flight, yeah Tell them bitches, hmm fuck that You with Aladdin, bet I got a magic carpet for that ass, yes Im also on one, got two Olsens on me Big homie, Young Thugger Thugger, rollin Rolls Royce so shorty Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah Ah, Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin You know she want a ride home, hop on the band wagon I got the chain saggy, you know that life lavish Lifestyles like this, gon need Magnums Pass baby, welcome to rich class, baby You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine Audemars on lean, cars on sheen You white girl, but black girl ghetto fly thing Its verified, they aint on your sea level Watered eyes, dont cry, inhale and breathe regular My baby on it, high at the crack of dawnin Body shape, figure eight, like Picasso draw ya Oh, yes, Im winnin, bling kingin, ring blingin Like, like, for no reason, lets get closer, closed in Remove your clothes, we close friends Dont get choked smokin OG Oakland, shout out Oakland Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah For all my bitches that smoke hookah
Ooh, ah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah Ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah Oooh, ahh, oooh, oooh, ahh Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy The sky keep on fallin, the drugs I keep callin They keep pickin up for me, they love me I dont wanna buy, oh no It wont get me high, oh no Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy The sky keep on fallin, the drugs keep on callin Yeah, thats that loud shit, yeah I been out on my latest trip Ive been drunk in my latest whip So I might crash in that ass for real Hit the club for the cougars I never got down with the morals of Martin Luther Im just tryna ball, why these niggas want me neutered? Got her down to her drawers, tryna get a little nuder They just wanna hang like my nigga Mr. Cooper Im so head of my time, could I show up any sooner? They said I fucked the roommates so you know that just a rumor Have you ever got stoned with your motherfuckin jeweler? Scott La Flame, no Rick the Ruler, yeah I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs kee— Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy Wheres the love if you love me? And the sky keep on callin, the drugs I keep callin They keep pickin up for me, they love me I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin The sky keep on fallin, the drugs keep on callin The sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin The sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin The sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin Look me inside of my eyes All of this pain, but Im tryna disguise Im it, like a game that get played by a kid Pussy boy, Im on your head like a wig Diamonds water like I bought em from a squid A1s what she get when she want dick Black diamonds like Im Akon kid Whippin I can turn a two to a six Real talk, on Blood you dead And I still want that head like a lid Hit the school, make it rain on a principal I will leave a nigga smokin like an Optimo All my bitches they on gringo They riding with heat, ready to sting bro I got 300 bitches like Im Sosa, ho My jewelry shinin like some Mop & Glo Inside her pants is a camel toe I swear I fell in love with all those I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs kee— Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy Wheres the love if you love me? And the sky keep on callin, the drugs I keep callin They keep pickin up for me, they love me I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin
Yeah Buddah bless this beat Ayy, bag it out west , slangin out west Gold metallic knife, I can shank ya out west I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec I just put my cum in her pussy, now its wet I used to jump off the back of the bus , now I jump off of a jet I used to tell the lil baby, This us, then I got over the shit I used to like her, but now that I love her The way she was drankin my spit Your bitch cheatin, she under my cover, we cuddle and shit Now shawty say she wanna suck on the tip Im bout it, baby, I want all four of your lips Ex-college girl, she can suck up a ship I eat molly and I take this bitch on a trip Ayy, shawty, ayy, darlin, ayy, baby girl, suck my private Close your eyes, its just me and you and nobody Ayy, suck it sideways, if we in public or the driveway Vibes in this bitch , vibe on a jet Five thousand bricks, ooh She bad as it get, her mouth kick it slick She know she got the kick With a fire hydrant pussy Ayy, bag it out west , slangin out west Gold metallic knife, I can shank ya out west I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec I just put my cum in her pussy, now its wet Its up, its stuck Thought you can cross the gang, what was you thinkin of? Red coupe, rollercoaster sound just like it does These days, I balance all the hate out with the love These days, I pour all of my pain out in a cup Dreamy, thats just a side effect when you with us Easy, the dawgs is right behind me, they on edge Believe me, we pop out in the city to collect Vibes in this bitch, they surprised that I lived Try, cant be killed, tried nine times but Im Stilts Hop in the whip to hop right in the whip I hotbox in the whip, got me Ayy, bag it out west , slangin out west Gold metallic knife, I can shank ya out west I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec I just put my cum in her pussy, now its wet I used to jump off the back of the bus , now I jump off of a jet I used to tell the lil baby, This us , then I got over the shit I used to like her, but now that I love her The way she was drankin my spit Your bitch cheatin, she under my cover, we cuddle and shit Buddah bless this beat
Ooh , ayy Ooh , ayy London on da Track, bitch Ooh, ayy Hahahaha Ooh London on da Track, bitch What you tell em, Thugger? Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby I just want them thighs right under that belt She just want me to keep them lies all to myself Word, she gon help me like she Santa elves She gon look over these bitches like terms and conditions Ima move her out the trenches and buy her a Bentley Ima fuck her, then hold on to her like she gon miss me Ima pull on that wavy hair cause its Indian Remy I grab the keys, she wanna ride with me She tied the knot so she can die with me She say she can do the same thing as 5 bitches So I went and fired them 5 bitches She the B-E-X-T, best She ride me, 200 on that pussy like a T-Rex I wont stop loving her, no way No way, Ima invest In her What you tell em, Thugger? Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby, I just want them thighs right under that belt She had want me to keep them lies all to myself And she gon help me like she Santa elves Ayy, I had to hit her from the back, then dip up out it I dont know what it is, but its something about her When she around she do something to me, I cant doubt it I dont know what it is, but its some bout her Shawty got me fucked up, blowin Os, no Audi Her ex-nigga, he fucked up, and I dont give no fuck about him But Ill do whatever when it come down to shawty The feds askin questions, I dont know shit about it Something bout lil shawty that I cant put my finger on Its something bout lil shawty, she rather text, she dont be on phones Its something bout lil shawty, say, that got Rich Homie gone Shawty the best in my eyes and I know She dont do fashion and she dont even go outdoors Before she was ready you already knew I know Shawty made me sick, Im feeling like I got a cold Cant forget about my bro What you tell em, Thugger? Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby, I just want them thighs right under that belt She just want me to keep them lies all to myself And she gon help me like she Santa elves Ayy, ayy Its something about her, Thug, its something bout her She got my life, I dont want no one to rob her Not Young Scooter but all she know is count up Ayy, Im on her front end like a fucking blouse-uh Im on her head like a fuckin bount-uh No hunter But Ima eat her like Im hungry at Benihanas Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby, I just want them thighs right under that belt She had want me to keep them lies all to myself And she gon help me like she Santa elves Rich Gang Rich girl London on da Track, bitch! Money, power, respect! Rich Gang! This the tape! This the tour! We the streets! We the best! Rich Homie Quan! Young Thugga! Birdman Stunna! You know what it is! Rich Gang!
Yeah Just like a G, you know? Trouble, Trouble, whats popping, 5? B4, lets do it Yee! I wake up and go get me some new money You know Im living like a G These lil niggas aint gonna take nothin from me You know we do it like a G I swear to God I fuck on anyone Just like a gangsta, just like a G This Duct Tape and YSL You know I do it like a G Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Like a thief in the night I take anything but some pussy She got that head like a dyke She got that head that I like Deep in your partner aint right Put that lil babe on ice I make the paper like rice Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin life, Skoob I promise you dont know me I pull up bout my cake Where Im from is not safe I got fish, Im a lake Scoop them grits on a plate Yet she thought it was steak Im a thief in the night Make her ride like a bike I go down on a dyke, I go up on my price I might drop Kimbo Slice, kidnap like Uncle Ice I got grits at the beach and they white like a rice Let Trouble take your life After I give you five Straight put that five to the side It aint no question how nigga gon ride When they come with them questions My nigga get quiet, sh sh, nigga sit quiet, sh sh I am not taking no disrespect You Patrick Ewing, you pump fakin No that wont happen on me I drop a key like the mufuckin beat I look good as your dad on a Friday So many cars I gotta buy a driveway Never gon let em live a nigga crime day Serving these X and Ps instead of poppin Pockets fat up like they jumped em YSL, that slimy anaconda Bicking back, being bool like a uncle Im so geeked up, I might fuck a condom Like a thief in the night I take anything but some pussy She got that head like a dyke She got that head that I like Deep in your partner aint right Put that lil babe on ice I make the paper like Rice Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin life, Skoob I promise you dont know me I pull up bout my cake Where Im from is not safe I got fish, Im a lake Scoop them grits on a plate Yet she thought it was steak Im a thief in the night Make her ride like a bike I get em all on the rice She didnt even know what it was but she taste it I dig in, her shit sound like Jason I be on Percocets more than occasion They betting on me like in Vegas Betting on me like Im Vegas Stick to the code man, there wont be no trace Thugga Thugga, tell me what would you say? What would you say? No J Money, but my gun say, Bow Pop a molly, look at her then fiend Im the target mofucka, no beam No this shit is not good as it seems I might give her the boot with no jeans I kick shit like a chong and a ching Im a boss, Im bout that unity Sandwiches, you know you in between And you gotta know we at the green You gotta be young nigga, wilder than Billie Jean Gotta have paper for lawyer fees You aint with it, you a L Still getting it, yeah, bails Break it down on the scale If it add up, hell yeah, I do it Lap back as he ran to it Like a thief in the night I take anything but some pussy She got that head like a dyke She got that head that I like Deep in your partner aint right Put that lil babe on ice I make the paper like Rice Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin life, Skoob I promise you dont know me I pull up bout my cake Where Im from is not safe I got fish, Im a lake Scoop them grits on a plate Yet she thought it was steak Im a thief in the night Make her ride like a bike
Yeah, shinin hard cause we back up Rose gold from your neck up You know shit gon get sloppy, tryna check us Pop an X pill like we Malcolm , yeah Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I need to cut some of em off, I need help I got some bad tings, I want her to myself Had to take the time to cut em off, I need help I know how to make the girls go crazy When you treat her like your number one baby Put my bitches on yachts, we dont do jet-skis Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me No baby, your collection, wont stand for it You know youre in relationship with all us I get a few texts a day sayin, Its all yours I got a few states on speed dial like good drugs Get in your bag, uh, yeah, get in your bag, uh Hundred new purse for a brat, uh Comin down the street, new Jag Turbo bitch bout to drag, nigga had Ms fore ass Got a brand new bitch, who that? Rock the flooded AP, all black White toes, get me a tan, cocaine, killing time All a bitch wanna do is shine, Audemars, pick which kind I made you a starter, you went from a dime to a quarter I Chico DeBarge it, Im leaving that loud in apartments, yeah Dont play with a sergeant , Im ready to spoil it She suck on my dick , Im hidin in the closet Im higher than the moon, three mil in the room You get silver spoon, I bought you some goons Shinin hard cause we back up Rose gold from your neck up You know shit gon get sloppy, tryna check us Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I need to cut some of em off, I need help I got some bad tings, I want her to myself Had to take the time to cut em off, I need help I know how to make the girls go crazy When you treat her like your number one baby Put my bitches on yachts, we dont do jet-skis Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me I dont do jet-skis, give me the yacht please I made you queen status, check out my lean status Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I put my dick inside her mouth before she left Yeah, I built relationships with all my bitches, yes I put my dick right in her mouth before she act I got your bitch in a backpack I paid extra for the crib, it got a kid shack I paid extra for the crib, it got a game room Got a penthouse in the back, it aint my main room Tamika, Jo and Porsche they kept it silent Thats the only reason I let em fly private Shinin hard cause we back up Rose gold from your neck up You know shit gon get sloppy, tryna check us Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I need to cut some of em off, I need help I got some bad tings, I want her to myself Had to take the time to cut em off, I need help I know how to make the girls go crazy When you treat her like your number one baby Put my bitches on yachts, we dont do jet-skis Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me
Thugger, YSL for life We ran up the digits, we ran up the money We ran up the digits, we ran up the money We ran up some digits... We got London on da Track Nigga, hustlers dont stop, they keep goin You can lose your life but it gon keep goin Why not risk life when its gon keep goin? When you die somebody else was born But at least we got to say… We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up some money We ran up some digits, we ran up some money Im leanin like Im on a fifth of the Henny I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits They didnt know me well so I left em with wishes You know its a drought when you grind and cant flip it Im livin big, I swear to God Im Liu Kang kickin Montana Mama gon slime, hustle Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma You know my ice blingin, light up just like a candle Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel My racks are squeakin, Im not fartin I hop in that Rari, I crank up like Warren Nigga, hustlers dont stop, they keep goin You can lose your life but its gon keep goin Why not risk life when its gon keep goin? When you die somebody else was born But at least we got to say… We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up some money We ran up some digits, we ran up some money Ima move me some dope like Im Future Ima go in that bit with a ruler Ima toast me a nigga like Strudels Ima keep a red flag cause Im boolin I know some roller spaces, I could duly Yeah, yeah, Im screamin, Oh my God, like Cooly When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted If I ever adore you, bae, you better drive whats foreign Ive been gettin money before the music, fuck Pandora I just do this shit when I get bored Nigga, hustlers dont stop, they keep goin You can lose your life but its gon keep goin Why not risk life when its gon keep goin? When you die somebody else was born But at least we got to say... We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up some money We ran up some digits, we ran up some money We got London on da Track
Sound M.O.B Woo! Im on my way to an island and Im poppin shit at the pilot Niggas be broke and be starvin but still talkin shit like they violent They said that they honest, talk money, these niggas gon say that they got it Gettin out with the key to success and these niggas gon blame it on Khaled They dont wanna see you win They dont wanna see the Wraith You dont wanna see your bitch caught up in the stars like she outer space Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion, and Im runnin out of space Tell your homie, keep on comin out his mouth, Im sendin somethin round his way Niggas barely getting lawyer money Better get some Sig Sauer money Running round like you Superman, dont be selfish, get your mom insurance money Woo, cause Im the one to put it on your money Im the one that make it happen it to you niggas, would you fuck around and do it for me? Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, its litty again Fly out a bitch from the tropics, get litty again All of my parties is poppin, you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They dont wanna see the squad They dont wanna see the Wraith They dont wanna see your bitch up in the stars like she goin outer space Litty again, litty again, I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again, I got it, we did it, we litty again Feature money out the safe, went and brought a Wraith, brought it down Collins Niggas talkin like they want it, when we in the city, they dont want problems Niggas said they gon rob us But nigga, we comin from welfare I shoot a mullet when I pull it, how you catch a bullet like a NFL player? Shouldve known it was litty when bitches start lyin on my dick Lie on that pussy like I hit Cant even be a side, side bitch Im hittin 9s, 10s, and you aint even looking like you a 5 Broke bitches tryna do it for Twitter, when they used to do it for Vine, woah! Im the man of the hour, Im the nigga with the airtime Rolls Royce Wraith, put your bitch up in the stars like she in the airline Niggas talkin bout my hair line, I laugh about it, I be feelin them See, we both be making Ms: they be makin memes, I be makin millions I just counted up a Quentin Miller A QM, thats a quarter milli They dont wanna see Jae drop 6, fly private when he go to Philly Funny money, yeah I know its silly, but your ho feel me When I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it I promise she gon know its litty, motherfucker, yeah Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, its litty again Fly out a bitch from the tropics, get litty again All of my parties is poppin, you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They dont wanna see the squad They dont wanna see the Wraith They dont wanna see your bitch up in the stars like she goin outer space Litty again, litty again, I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again, I got it, we did it, we litty again All of my niggas is way up These niggas is haters, I know that they haters I score your bitch like a layup I make a mil like a layup I pop a pill just to stay up I sip the lean just to slow it up Im with my team, and we goin up All of these foreigns, they know its us Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it Like the coca when we mix the soda up Perfect timin and were blowin up Fuck it, Ima light the Rollie up Shorty fuckin for Chanel! I aint trippin, thats a coconut Push the Rari til the motor bust Stack the paper, fill the sofa up Lay on that paper, I am not slackin, I stay on that paper I feel like its a restraining order on that money, cause yall stay away from that paper I know some niggas that used to be ballin, but know they all feeling a way bout this paper I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred after hundred They thought I was makin this paper! Fuckin it good, I be rapin this paper Shit, I might as well get married to money I marry Nicki, still married to money She rich as Mariah, I carry the money And fuck a deposit, I bury the money I bag the money, it hang out my pocket, embarrassin money I act like I aint used to havin this money, oh! Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, its litty again Fly out a bitch from the tropics, get litty again All of my parties is poppin, you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They dont wanna see the squad They dont wanna see the Wraith They dont wanna see your bitch up in the stars like she goin outer space Litty again, litty again, I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again, I got it, we did it, we litty again
Thugger Tip This Actavis by the way, I promise, on God Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes Only here for one night, let me put it on your face Let a nigga nut, only way Ill go to sleep Boolin, rockin all the Franck Muller I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor So many hundreds, how the hell Im going to lose em? Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now Im coolin Play with my money, Ima let them niggas do you Play with my money, Ima let them niggas do you Play with my money, Ima let these niggas do you Play with my money Play with my , play with my money Play around with my cash End up in a body bag End of story, dig that Pull up, hoppin out a cab She know she got a nigga bad She know she gotta keep a bag She know I gotta keep me some cash She know she gotta hop on top of the dick She know she gotta ride that motherfucker Her mama done walked in but its too big She cant hide that motherfucker Even if she divided the motherfucker Man, even if she minused the motherfucker Join in, get the mileage, motherfucker I aint gon disguise it, motherfucker , nah Shop at Saks Fifth, flow on DatPiff Yeah, Im that swift, ask her and him Yeah, ask em, put a bone in them Put a choker on em, let em choke and all All my children spoiled, yeah, they got it all Daughter sexy and my son got the broads Spent racks on my son and his squad Daddy boy, never play with toys Better not play with em boys New AK with them boys New feng shui with the boys Drippin all day for the boys Bitch, you aint ready for the boys Im in that Wraith, homeboy If you ever play with the boy Ima turn the blade on em boys Ill do everybody, yeah, Ill do em Ill do everybody, yeah, Ill do em Do everybody, yeah, hey, hey Do everybody, yeah, Ill do em Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes Only here for one night, let me put it on your face Let a nigga nut, only way Ill go to sleep Boolin, rockin all the Franck Muller I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor So many hundreds, how the hell Im going to lose em? Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now Im coolin Nigga, watch that dog , watch Niggas plottin on the boy, spot em Put the target on they head, dot em, dot em, dot em And Im good, got a rabbits foot in my wallet Tell em pick it up then drop it, drop it Do some sit ups then show your body Got her bent up, I done took a gram of Molly Her car dented up like she rent to everybody Do my yay, Ill do Do my yay, Ill do Do my yay, Ill do Do my yay, Ill do Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes Only here for one night, let me put it on your face Let a nigga nut, only way Ill go to sleep Boolin, rockin all the Franck Muller I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor So many hundreds, how the hell Im going to lose em? Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now Im coolin
Thugger Thugger baby Fuck all that lets get to it What lil shawty say? She suck on that dick on the plane and I just called her airhead I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots Im just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari I pimp, I dont play with them She bad, I might stay with her Stack it up like a Lego, yeah Homicide, you can lay with them Got some hoes, you can slay with them You know that we players, we playing em She cant be my wife, I cant lay in there Diamonds all black like Im racist now Ri-ri-riding through the city, windows tinted, AC blast I got bitches wanna fuck me, so so wrong , do me bad I got cash in my pants , I got cash on her ass AP dance, bitches glance cause my diamonds look like glass I wanna fuck her but she play more games than the NBA Monday morning, got a dentist appointment, lil bitch, you can check out the dentures plate I got so much jewelry, baby I got so much water this shit like a mini-lake Fuck nigga play Ima send him to meet his maker then ask God for forgiveness bae Cop a chopper, end up flipping niggas Yeah, you better stop tripping, nigga I dont use words when I kill a nigga We dont use phones, we no silly niggas I think I need help with my kidney, nigga No cat, but you know Im just kidding with you I make this shit fly out the ceiling, nigga Im hot like an eye on a skillet, nigga She suck on that dick on the plane and I just called her airhead I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots Im just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari I pimp, I dont play with them She bad, I might stay with her Stack it up like a Lego, yeah Homicide, you can lay with them Got some hoes, you can slay with them You know that we players, we playing em She cant be my wife, I cant lay in there Diamonds all black like Im racist now You cant take jack, fall into this mouse trap Ri-ri-riding through the bity, got a AK on my lap Im not talking shit, but Im ready to shoot some craps If he think he wanna see me, Ima send a hundred straps I got some birds like Im Julio My outfit outdated, its Coogi though I want pussy or head, you a groupie ho Balmain with a motherfuckin Gucci coat I wont talk to that bitch, let that coochie know Yeah, let that coochie know Diamonds from Tiffany Co Paid a whole hundred racks for those You should get down with this slime shit Tonight Im bout geeked out my mind shit My credit good, I dont need a dime shit Pour Act inside that lemon lime shit That petty thief need to stop tryin shit If you need help I got some dime bitches I cannot stand none these lyin bitches I need a website for some fine bitches She suck on that dick on the plane and I just called her airhead I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots Im just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari I pimp, I dont play with them She bad, I might stay with her Stack it up like a Lego, yeah Homicide, you can lay with them Got some hoes, you can slay with them You know that we players, we playing em She cant be my wife, I cant lay in there Diamonds all black like Im racist now
Turn it up, Thugger Thugger, and... lets go Halftime Half a Perky, half a Xanny make it halftime Half a pint, pour up an eight, my nigga, halftime Tryna rob, that stick turn his body to halftime yeah Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like Im Willie B No Tennessee, but the chain on my neck is a T No Memph Bleek, bitch, I own the Roc, not Jay Z, ya dig? War Ready like Tracy T, ya dig? Racks on racks on racks, just might pull up on my Spider All my diamonds black, you can motherfuckin knight em All these pussy niggas wack, Im a murk em every night, Ill Pull up screamin blatt, got my motor out a Viper Got 100 million flat like my motherfuckin idol I might eat it, I might lick it, but I swear Ill never bite em Every time I dress myself, it go motherfuckin viral Pussy niggas stealin swag, bring my shit back like recycles I might ask her for some head I dont know that ho, I act like she dead Insurance on my money like a wreck Every time I see her, she lick the cleavage Fuck her on a $10,000 bed I could never love her, fuck her head Suck my dick like Beavis, no Butthead Cocaine white like Justin Bieber, bitch I might show the racks and tease the bitch I might want it but I dont need the bitch I been flooded out by Jesus, bitch I want your pizza, Little Caesars, bitch Ninth Ward, I buy my diesel, bitch I dont wanna talk or see a snitch No teacher, we chalkin shit I passed school, Im passin all the staffs I just want that neck like a giraffe I like fish and water, Im a bear 17.5, I shave it like its Nair Lay out, watch the kids like a daycare I dont play games, no, Im not the fair I got Hot Wheels like a motherfuckin chariot Chanel Vintage, boy, this shit is rare Hey, a good time Hey, lets have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime Hey, lets have a very good time Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, lets have a very good ti-i-ime I done figured this shit out, these lil niggas gon bite on my swag, its a virus I don the swag, and I pull up on bitches, dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus No, Im not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches, I whip out, she suck on my private Lil nigga play, Ima catch him down bad and then stick em, fold em like a wallet I swear to God theres only one of me, and these bitches three-deep like a trident I’m walkin through it like tons of the ones, and these bitches grabbin, Im at Follies Fuck nigga, try me, I swear to God, lil whoadie gon pull up and pop at his noggin Bitch, I got water, I look like Im fresh from Hawaii Havin the time of my motherfuckin life Im gonna buy everything I want, I cant think twice You can turn the ice tray off, baby, Im havin ice As long as I live, wouldnt want a wife Hey, a good time Hey, lets have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime Hey, lets have a very good time Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, lets have a very good ti-i-ime
I done put twenty up under the SIG You dig, you dig You dig Ayy Hey I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah I dig everything that you sayin I dig everything that you doin too I dig the way that you look at me You dig the way that I look at you I just wanna grab on your butt butt The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch The FN, it give him a haircut I roll up a seven of John Dutch That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke I dont gotta act like a gangster and she know, dope My Backwood look like a pole, yeah My Backwood look like a pole I sit on clouds of the smoke Ima blow pounds of the smoke Pardon me, pardon my soul I crack a smile for them folks, ayy Niggas they eatin in broad day In that ho mouth like a Colgate, yeah Keepin that cold case, God, please give me that cold case Man, I dont want no new friends, forgive me for all of my sins I don’t wanna think about losin, all I wanna do is win win I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah Without the radio its twenty a show and thats for sure Get that backend, bitch, we buyin dope, thats how it go Black Amigos, bout the Freebandz, that .44 I could cook the dope with no stove, pot on the floor Pull up in that coupe, shit Nigga like, Damn, where the roof went? In the streets they call me JAY-Z Lil bitch, I got the blueprint Lil nigga, I dont want no old hundreds You know I want them blue strips And I cant fuck you old hoes Im ballin with my new bitch You dig that? Two hundred thousand worth of chain and thats a fact Got my name in this rap game by sellin crack Rest in peace to OG Double D, you dig that? Slime I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah Shoot out the coupe Shoot out the roof Pull up and smash on her We dont got to put a bag on her I took your ho, you dig? I told her hold the Sig Had big bales, midget Now you cant say I aint got millions Swam with the sharks, water You be law and order I be gettin money every mornin, Tom Joyner I heard you gettin money But you payin em niggas extortin ya You pay for your fame and fortune You pay for your fame and fortune I am the plug, cordless Pull up with blazers, Portland I pay the neighbors To pick up the dope on they porches I came from nickels, I came from nickels My niggas dont know you, we do not fuck with you Ive been in the system, Ive been in a pickle You dig me like shovels, I gotta fuck with you Ayy I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah Hop in the private This is a Lambo, not a hybrid My wrist is a faucet Feed em Perkies, Im the doctor Draco, hundred round chopper She got her eyes on me like binoculars Count up this money, its marvelous Stall the bitch, I dont call the bitch You better dig what Im sayin Ima kill you and your mans Beat down the block like an amp Goin up like a skateboard on a ramp Go buy the Rollie and bust it Talkin that tough shit But you know you not gon bust shit Look at my fashion This is a Gucci rugby Im trappin and rappin Still got em babies in custody My diamonds be dancin Live in a mansion My life is lovely Aint no more loyalty Knock your ass off, pay the lawyer fee Shit can get ugly, hey I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah
Nigga, turn up Its Guwop Trap house , bunkin Trap house mansion Yeah, right on Flat Shoals Exit, nigga We got London on da Track Im pourin fours and shit, I need to just put a deuce in Car cost four-hundred-thou and I put a roof in My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in it Nigga, its a gangsta party, why fuck is you in it? Head bust a microwave, shit, didnt take him two minutes You know that theres some straps in the club, they let my crew in I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand If you aint talkin bout buyin grams then Im a deaf man I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin? We thirty deep, we cover the streets, nigga, we mobbin , again Thugger and Guwop, again Chasin that guap, again Thats my lil whoadie, again We chasin that money baby, again We fuckin your ho up baby, again And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby Pull up and pour it Ima go gold, let you know it I got gold on my Rollie And Im real right like a poet I look like a dope boy, I know it I know Im gonna win it like Floyd I became an important lil boy Money long like a sock with some shorts My bitch white and she brown like a port Ed-umacation abort, bookin these dorks I jumped off the porch and went north Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics YSL hardbody, I got bout twenty chickens in the lobby, baby Ride it, ride it Kawasaki, saki I dont speak english I fuck that mouth, on the secret Im the big homie, Im leakin Stick to the streets like Im cement I dont need no change, you can keep it I dont want your verse on my remix No panties she my secret Got a hunnid bands on me Im cheesin This the sequel, lookin down like an eagle , again Thugger and Guwop, again Chasin that guap, again Thats my lil whoadie, again We chasin that money baby, again We fuckin your ho, again Pay if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby Pull up and pour it Ima go gold, let you know it I got gold on my Rollie And Im real right like a poet I look like a dope boy, I know it I know Im gonna win it like Floyd I became an important lil boy Money long like a sock with some shorts Whippin that bit, she whip out that dick She is sucking, she is fucking Sitting right there on her knees like a bucket, yeah, yeah
Thugger The Thugger, baby, yeah Metro! Hee Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro And what? Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit I’m on the purple, nigga, high like fuckin Martians, woah In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin, woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All-red Dickies suit, Im ridin down Slauson, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules I smoke gas, thats that Hercules She looked at him, oh, now she watchin me Bitch, Im speedin to that guapanese Old Chevy mounted up, I cant forget the T Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers Fuck them boys, they costin us, they stalkin us They know they old lady not runnin, they fall for us We so tired of takin losses, aint no more chalkin us, I promise YSL on ape and they donkeys These niggas pointless, they want me wanted Im still a stoner, MAC and cheese on me These niggas clonin, Im full but Im still hungry Hey when the click clock, Ill make your bitch stop Ice inside my tick tock, boss cookies, no brisco I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks Snitches tryna juug at me, I gotta dead sum Whoa, shit Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit I’m on the purple, nigga, high like fuckin Martians, woah In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin, woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All-red Dickies suit, Im ridin down Slauson, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Okay first of all, I was doin this shit fore I was rich I dont care at all, Ill go do a dolphin for my clique Fuck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my sig Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit And then some fuck nigga was hatin on me They took ya life, I know some fuck niggas waitin on it I grab that TEC, I grab that 40 and the F&N Then we pulled up ready to squabble, yeah we waited on em Anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya Fucked your old lady, she want the finest YSL, we shinin, let her stand behind us Yeah my crew we rock, rock, baby you can climb us I call my migo, migo come and let me juug through the city He stuffed it with burritos and he let em fly right to me Bitches call me Casino but I let em ride round the city She want bingo, kilo, no sweat, now she can ride in the Bentley Whoa Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit I’m on the purple, nigga, high like fuckin Martians, woah In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin, woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All-red Dickies suit, Im ridin down Slauson, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Thugger Thugger said he have a brand new stick Thugger Thugger sittin on some fashion shit Thugger Thugger still livin like a boss YSL my team, my squad Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Thugger Slime, smoker life Eighty-hundred capsules of Molly Just be very still, I aint gonna hurt anybody Hell nah, I aint 12, but if I like it, I cop it I met Papi, and he say he good at uploading wallets Catch me ridin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me boolin with them slimes cause them my youngins I be slimin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me slidin with the slimes cause them my youngins Chrissy Carter bezel inside my baby pampers, eww I get all the work and let the Js snort the scale My bitch ride slow with the yay like she get Ls I wear that white, I cook that white, but I am not no chef Add a little soda, put the tan on it I got the shit for the L-O, and my shawty want it I drink more mud than a pig, I think pork want me And the front of the Mazi look like a fork, dont it? Let it breathe Im not no rat, but Young Thugger be chasin cheese I want the Ms and Im not talking Mickey Ds My jewelry gold like the tokens at Chuck E. Cheese Olde English, eighty-hundred capsules of Molly Just be very still, I aint gonna hurt anybody Hell nah, I aint 12, but if I like it, I cop it I met Papi, and he say he good at uploading wallets Catch me ridin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me boolin with them slimes cause them my youngins I be slimin with them slimes cause them my youngins Im with my youngins Catch me slidin with the slimes cause them my youngins Yeah, yeah, E-S to the G-N, bitch Slammin with my youngins couple hundred onions Breaking down them twenties, what you need? We got it for you Chop a chicken down to chicken nuggets for my cluckers Spray that Cutlass, threw them Forgiatos on that motherfucker Gangsta Gibbs, ho, fresh up off a powder pack Solo on the 94, bitch, I brought that powder back Geekers do that zombie walk, bitch, I let that chopper talk Niggas get to talking, ch-ch-chop em off like tomahawks Ch-chop em off like tomahawks Eight thousand capsules of molly Selling dope and robbing, mom, I dropped out of college Jumped off in this rap shit, Ive been one hundred solid, yeah Police ever catch me then they gon catch a body Its Gangsta Gibbs Olde English, eight-hundred capsules of Molly Just be very still, I aint gonna hurt anybody Hell nah, I aint 12, but if I like it, I cop it I met Papi, and he say he good at uploading wallets Catch me ridin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me boolin with them slimes cause them my youngins I be slimin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me slidin with the slimes cause them my youngins One night I was in Santos, it was lit like a candle I was fly like a bird, I had on Stüssy Bape camo With a cutie español, she had a booty like J-Lo She had Jacobsen sandals, youve been trapped in the bando She has to trap in the bando cause her mama got cancer She cant work in the States because her green papers aint legal Fuck a dame un beso, she be like, Run de un peso Push the molly to Pedro so she can feed her abuelo She refuse to just settle on them shoes with them red soles And refuse to be nude in front of them dudes on that dance pole She cant lose, she just ooze a bunch of ambition like Napo -Leon, I could be ruler and ride the streets on my Benzo So, then she get money vicarious off her friends though Cause a kid named Birdy look nerdy but he be after the bando She robbed Birdy for birdies, now Birdy after her head though Hold on I think I see Birdy and Birdy killed my Cuban ho
Thugger, Juug Yeah We got London on da Track Be mad at yourself You understand? Young Stunna, nigga Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body Yeah, hopped out the passenger side with my strap From 50 to 100, we movin and serve that We shinin every summer, spend numbers and bounce back Lil whoadie bout that action, we pull up, its bout that When I came round, I put it down, on front line, I did mines Hustle life, we built this, had a block bumpin like a second line Cut-cut niggas, them crunch niggas, them projects were cut, nigga Play around, you get cut, nigga, get pulled down, I wont cut, nigga No lames: Born rich and dangerous High life and famous Big MACs and them straps, nigga Play around and get slashed, nigga Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body 73 Chevelle, put that shit together Married to the money, yeah we live together Love my F&N but still keep that Beretta Made it to the top and I aint use a ladder Ran up a check, ran up a check Pass that shit around, then I go collect Made it out the hood, now Im on TV Posted with Young Thugger, sippin GTV Smokin on the headband, nigga, Im a stoner Went from hangin on the corner to hangin wit owners Yeah, its the Juugman for niggas who dont know me I just did a feature, went and copped a Rollie Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body Skrrt! Aye man, we really... We really having, uhh... a lot of them already round the spot Know what Im sayin, nigga? Gun on any of these niggas, thats on blood Thats on slime fool Fuck you mean? Tuh Ah! NASCAR, speed on em I got bitches in the spot callin me big homie Im bouncin like a trampoline, homie So in love with this cash, all my shows have the cream, homie Im bangin red like strawberries I told your bitch aint goin steady My weed is loud and you smokin libraries I got a thing for ampheties All my diamonds green like lettuce And what you worth to me? Pennies Lets get it Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body
Im a late bloomer, third year on the scene Twenty racks dont feel like nothin to me Came from the streets, it turned me to a beast Invisible set, diamonds huggin my piece Book me for a show, I need eighty at least I want the smoke, aint no keepin the peace Keep me a razor when Im in the East Open em up just like a surgery Everything burnin around me, Im lit Show a lil attitude, swap out the bitch I spent two-fifty, dont know where it went My hood on my back, I gotta represent Toronto, you useless, you dont got a pole Warm that boy up, he got shot in the cold Thirty rounds in the clip, let it unload I fuck the bitch I picked right out of Vogue Took twenty bitches on my first vacay I aint pickin up, Im in Turks, lil baby Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pullin out, ask to take a taste, lil baby Pullin out fifty racks, walkin out of Chase If I drop dead, Ill be hard to replace Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay Trappin on the block, Id never serve a cop I always kept a Glock, I aint bout to see the grave Pull up, Ill make a quick stop I shop one stop, Im high for seven days Who is that lil nigga icy hoppin out a Wraith? Chopper get it choppin like a blade You aint get no money but you poppin on your page Trust me, we could never be the same You know I like to flirt, no skirts in Turks Im puttin in work, I beat her out the frame She sweet, I was movin off a Perc I bought her a Birk and a birthday cake Line his ass up like a barber do the fade Fed your ho crêpes and grapes Cash told me, Wait, its a billion on the way We just split a billi with the gang Took twenty bitches on my first vacay I aint pickin up, Im in Turks, lil baby Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pullin out, ask to take a taste, lil baby Pullin out fifty racks, walkin out of Chase If I drop dead, Ill be hard to replace Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay First time in Turks, had a whole bunch of work Had to bring two jets, had a whole lot of babes I first take a game-changin verse Swear the change gon hurt, but it really aint a game Shawty like to twerk, I bring the rage Really get to trippin on the stage Never ever let em see the man unless they pay Niggas havin beef, I hope they pray Cactus Jack me up and down, head to toe Make sure the ones you with on go Make sure the ones you with is with it Make sure the ones you with, ah She need a quick tan, come to Turks with the Gs Work for that body, need more than degrees Fillin her nose with some shit I can ski with Say this her first time, its hard to believe Took twenty bitches on my first vacay I aint pickin up, Im in Turks, lil baby Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pullin out, ask to take a taste, lil baby Pullin out fifty racks, walkin out of Chase If I drop dead, Ill be hard to replace Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
That Rich Gang lifestyle Marble floors, gold toilets and chandeliers Big money, nigga Take the jet L.A., hit the bity Boolin’ in the bondo with a few bitches And they go to trippin Drankin’ that GTV, that tequila Smokin’ them stunna blunts Nigga we never hungover Poppin’ bigger numbers with my niggas Straight Bs only Shout out to my love, my blood, my team, my gang, my family, nigga, you know what we bleed 404, 305-04 What’s poppin’, nigga? B-House of Dank, put it in the air This that YSL, Rich Gang, RHQ, YMCMB shit Big B’s with a few C’s PeeWee, what’s poppin’, nigga? Bankroll Mafia Hot Beezle, what’s brackin’, nigga? The pussy outta line, the pussy get they head bust Ha, you dig? B-Loc and Bentley, y’all know the business It’s B-Slime or G5—blat! Rest in peace Tamara and Miss Gladys, boy Oh , ayy Oh Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes For sure, for sure Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes For sure, for sure Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes And that is for sure, its for sure Tell a nigga, would you ride for a nigga, baby? Would you die for a nigga, baby? Hey Baby girl, would you cry for your nigga, baby? Would you cry for your nigga, baby? Ayy , baby girl, what you know, what you know bout that? What you know bout that? You don’t know nothin Baby girl, what you know bout that, bout that? What you know bout that? You dont know nothin She don’t know it, she don’t know it Work comin in any day or later, ayy Eat her candy, Now-and-Later, wait I ain’t through, baby, buying acres Almost done Let me put something inside of your stomach Let me put some right up under your lungs Baby, I just wanna hit like Barry Bonds I know all you wanna do is have fun I put my heart inside yo pocket, you cant break it I told you, I love you to death, never dissed you, not once You my twin, yeah, you my twin, baby, let’s stay together You know you can never ditch me, baby, you know better You know I look at you like gold, you my future trophy She know she got my heart, she say, Do it, I jump like Tarzan Drugs don’t stop, you know I can’t stop, wait Baby don’t press charges, she know that I’m on the block, woo When she pull up, she can’t go back, she gon stop, no She ain’t know what time it was til I bought her first clock Rolex, spend a thousand on a flock, no Wak And you know I’m coming back like them boys, no Shop Loading up a Glock Take shots, I got Jays on a flavor-flavor watch Billidybop, pull up, shootin buckshots Yeah, they watch me like a fucking cable box Bitches wanna fuck me and they also want my top Mama told me never give tops outside the shop Pull up on your girl, I’m lurkin’ like a cop Pussy nigga play, I beat them like I box Hey, Im the president, baby, blacker Barack Thirties on the Chevy, my nigga, plus its a box You should know me in shark shoes, sponsored by Fox Split that money up in eight ways like I’m an octopus On the campus with lots of pounds, kicked out of college All I bleed is red, my nigga, but Im not stoppin shit Pull up to the set, and I come and pay all my homages Hoppin out on Bleveland, I pour up straight out the pharmacy Pussy nigga scared to say it, I got em hummin shit Lil bitch, you know I’m really thuggin like Bones-N-Harmony I can never... I’m an animal, you know I got stamina If a nigga ever got robbed, bitch, I’m the manager And I got an African with weed over on Campbelton Lil mama, don’t go, keep it stompin’, I want that cameltoe Pull up to the set with them sticks and have us an ammo show Lead through the front door with that Tec, its out the back door Bags in this bitch, so many bags, like, Where the racks go? Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes For real Dont act like you dont know when you know that you know For real Even when Im laying down, baby, Im keepin it tucked For real Swear to God, when you play with just one of these bucks You get killed Baby girl, would you ride for your nigga? Would you ride for your nigga? Would you die for a nigga? Hey Baby girl, would you cry for your nigga? Would you die for your nigga? Would you ride for your nigga? Hey Baby girl, what you know, what you know bout that? What you know bout th-that? You don’t know nothin Baby girl, what you know, what you know bout that? What you know bout that? What you know bout tha—
Yeah Yeah Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat even though Im a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me fore that breath be your last, boy Ive been drinking red, rasp, boy Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Overseas, hundreds gettin, bitch, croissants Wrecked the GT-R , I love to crash cars Im a bad boy, so I got a bad broad Futuristic rides imported from Mars Smith & Wesson 45, put a hole in his heart Better not play with me, killers, they stay with me, your bitty lay with me She fell in love with my ice, yeah, the hockey rink Aint come to kick it, Im not on the soccer team Knew I would make it, its part of my prophecy Raf Simons match my Prada jeans Ima do the dash, get to the bag, aint no one as bad as me Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat even though Im a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me fore that breath be your last, boy Ive been drinking red, rasp, boy Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Overseas, hundreds gettin, bitch, croissants Sticky, sticky Ricky, I smoke Skittles, not no sticky I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me You say you want smoke and Ive been comin down the chimney You got barbecue your bitches, Im so fried and they crispy I had on Margielas when I shot at the cunt Act like you want war and they gon smoke you like a blunt Im just keeping it real with ya, Im just bein blunt Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah Skrrt-skrrt Skrrt-skrrt Thats just the sound of the Vette , I keep me the Vette I keep me a text , I read your message I bust on her chest , I made a mess I hope for the best , gold like a chest I be the best , I got the neck I can turn a check , live like Project X Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat even though Im a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me fore that breath be your last, boy Ive been drinking red, rasp, boy Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Overseas, hundreds gettin, bitch, croissants
We got London on the track Got my bae with me, you know what Im sayin? If she don’t get what she want she whine I reminisce when I get high Looked up baby and say goodbye I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes Tell you that I know she livin for a nigga, dyin for a nigga I whip that pussy with no ballers jumpin out, lil nigga That pussy look just like a cut, a soakin cut, lil nigga Yeah, Im a freak, you know Im pullin up to lush, lil nigga Id never snooze to lose, I would never snooze to lose on you Yeah, Ima give you a couple bands, want some more boobs on you Hey, Ima sit back and pay attention like school on you Yeah, Ima shoot inside that pussy like a wholly on you Goddamn, Im sorry, B, I know youd accepted my apology I know that ass fat, apple bottom please I need a deep throat baby, swallow me I love it when youre around baby, follow me I only eat green, yeah, koala leaf We shoot with big guns like a Call of D She never say no, she aint stallin me I kept my heart locked up in a safe, hey You cant shoot with a pistol, need a K No, you cant see it, it is tragic by your face But when it need air, let it out in a safe lil place I can see it on her face that if she dont get what she want When she don’t get what she want she whine I reminisce when I get high Looked up baby and say goodbye I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes Tell you that, I know she worth No these aint no drugs, I know she worth Yah, my mama say that she ain’t perfect But if this is how Im feelin, its gonna work Yeah, roll me some kush I dont want no purp Damn, I broke her heart, now my heart hurt I dont know why but I done cut down on that syrup At least I got that lil bitch ballin, she dont gotta work Oh-no-no, she aint had no job, but she having purses Yeah-yeah-yeah, she know Im the truth, places Im in first No-no-no, I dont want you bitches, yall basic and thirsty Yeah-yeah, she taught me well, it took some time, but it was worth it She get on top and she ride it, Kentucky derby You should see, I count that money like a nerd bitch Ima ball some with my dawgs but they aint Courage Her whole body same color, I call it perfect Since she dont get what she want she whine I reminisce when I get high Looked up baby and say goodbye I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes Tell you that, I know she worth No, these aint no drugs, I know she worth Yah, my mama say that she ain’t perfect But if this is how Im feelin, its gonna work Yeah, roll me some kush I dont want no purp
Good times, good times Theres gonna be good times, good times I know theres gonna be- Work every day til we meet ends Haffi tun it up pon di weekends Buss a toast fi yu real friend Tell me weh yuh drinking, cah I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres- Um, good times, theres gon be some good times Member we used to pull up and let em fight? Thats that hood time Member I used to grab on that ass When it was bout that wood time? If that lil bitch walk up trippin she get that mush time I dont waste time, I dont waste time I dont have patience, baby She gon get on top of this dick and she gon squish it like squish Then go fast, she Speed Racin We gon ball, Walter Payton She my boss like Im grandson Come here bae, Ima listen I let her write me my suggestions Pop quiz, its a pop quiz All my money comin clean, you cant pop this She got that pussy locked up like locksmith Watch her come to my lights like a reindeer Me and Papi on the same pills My diamonds could never stand still Where you goin? Can you come here? Ill always take you back for your sex appeal Good time ayy Come have a good time, buss a bad wine I know theres gonna be good times Know seh you waan gimme sumn long time Theres gonna be good times Me deal with deh scene ruff sumn like crime Theres gonna be good times Yuh a mek mi sing this line I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Good time, ayy Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good- Ima ride in that pussy like a stroller, uh Ill survive in a mothafuckin gutter, uh Thats my mothafuckin woadie, like the Nolia And, and Im comin red like Coke-Cola Ima have a very good time I swear to God I cant never sideline lil shorty She say she likes all of a nigga rhymes Where is my phone? That pussy callin I want you to pass it to Thugger Thugger Even in the summertime me and lil shawty cuddle I swear to God Ima tip you, you dont got to struggle Baby girl sit it down, you not known like an usher I told lil mama I dont bite but my teeth do I wanna control you like voodoo Im steady screamin free Unfoonk and DuLu Every time I have a good time Duke do too Good time, ayy Come have a good time, buss a bad wine I know theres gonna be good times Know seh you waan gimme sumn long time Theres gonna be good times Me deal with deh scene ruff sumn like crime Theres gonna be good times Yuh a mek mi sing this line Theres gonna be good- I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good- Good times, theres gon be some-theres gon be some- I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good- Oh, ahh, oh-nah, ahh, oh-nah, ahh, oh-nah, ahh No, that was too funny... It was good, you know? We enjoyed it but we never used to like rave to it
Oh, yeah Oh Oh, yeah Laid up, got me thinkin, babe Tell me if you with it cause Im with it, babe I havent heard from you in a minute, babe Just tell me what to do when I get it, babe Gucci and Prada Trips to your crib in the middle of the night I know that you miss me cause I put it down right Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight You know that a nigga like me can change your life Oh, baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby I been overseas goin crazy I can tell you love it when we made up Black and gray diamonds like a Raider Orange peel, your love is real Lovin skills, I need some lovin skills Left my dirty drawers and you love me still Eyes come lazy, but she is real Dressed to kill We can bum-bum til youre tired I can put a stone by your eye I can see you never switchin sides You never tell me lies Not rushin tie-ties, yeah Trips to your crib in the middle of the night I know that you miss me cause I put it down right Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight You know that a nigga like me can change your life Oh, baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby Yeah, get me lit Hoes on my phone when they find out that Im rich Then they switch when they see Im choosin on my bitch Top down, got her doin donuts on the dick, yeah Pose for the flick Damn it, bust it, baby, watch you do it on a split She dont need no hands or no pants, do your dance Poppin rubber bands, did the dash, make it fast Yeah, waitin by me phone just to dick you down, down Let me put it down, down Now put it down, down Watch me put it down, down Put it down, down Trips to your crib in the middle of the night I know that you miss me cause I put it down right Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight You know that a nigga like me can change your life Oh, baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby
Ayy, ayy This real talk type shit, I swear to God We just gon call this shit Drip, you know what Im sayin? Ayy Ayy, little bitch You ridin niggas dick like a bitch Damn, little bitch You ridin niggas dick like a bitch I got six brand new foreigns on my wrist, ah I got six Forgiatos on my fist, ayy I got fifty foreign hoes on my dick, ayy, uh Ima nut in all them hoes, lets have some chicks , ayy Nigga tried to hit a lick and missed Tried to run then I caught him like a fish , ayy Ima catch his ass with the whole clip Ima beat they ass up like Ron Artest , ayy Pussy nigga ran like a Miss I got your bitch up underwater tryna kiss , ayy Ima gon and shit and take a piss , ayy We done fucked her legs and fucked her face , ayy Cash out on that whip, I dont want no rent VVSs hit off that G Star V-neck Chop, chop the top off that Stingray Corvette Two bitches with me, they on molly, they on X Took my foreign to the club, pulled in the VIP Took some hoes to the hotel and made em strip She sucked me loose I had to give that bitch a tip I had to give that bitch a tip Everybody smashed that ho, that bitch the rip Im sellin purple rain, R.I.P. to Prince When I was behind the fence, they treated me like a prince So much jewelry on, her pussy gettin tense 1017s the ones you dont wanna diss And you can never be like Wop, you little snitch You make me mad, I have a threesome with your bitch Im from Custer East Atlanta, yeah, the 6 I make one brick turn to two, I know a trick The walking lick, my chopper is my walkin stick Everybody got they passport ready to dip, uh Europe, UK, twenty-five thousand dollars on a trip I just, I just found out rats can use they lips I got, I got, I got me a thirty round clip I got one in the head, thirty-one rounds on my hip, ayy Okay, Lil Dora said I was born with the skill, ayy My lawyer say its guaranteed when he appeal I got a bad bitch wit me, and yeah, she strip Shake it , I tip I sip , I dip Rip, I drip I killed, I... All I eat is lean, no lie, and pills Put that, put that in my girl Makin porno videos and takin stills Turn that, turn that to a film Yeah, anywhere we go I bring the snow I fill your nose Ether, howdy my mamacita Stay away Lucifer , she sexy in that all white beater Dynamite no whine up Have you fly from India, have you fly from China I wont feel you honestly, strap up 49er Pew, pew-pew-pew-pew-pew, pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-ka-ka Im in Vegas spendin thousands on my chips I cant love these bitches, fell in love the rip I was, I was, I was doin this shit just for my peers I, I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my tears Do this shit all on my own, dont need no deal Di-diamonds flawless round my neck, gave me a chill Late, lately, Ive been flyin on them Lears Flyin cross the world, these bitches killin me Ayy, flood her bank account with bands cause she feelin me Nigga, cash on delivery If its a snake on my clothes then its double G I dont like police hoes, aint no cuffin me All my diamonds dancin like they Bruce Lee Check out my smile, I got some new teeth Pop a molly now Im in the fuckin air Cloud nine, nigga smokin like the fuckin bear We at the Clearport, you niggas never there I wouldnt even cap, lil bitch, this our year I do it for my fam, twenty racks on gifts Bitch, we blowin gas, roll me up a spliff Now, what you think a young nigga grindin for? I sip it til I sleep, I might overdose She made it out the hood and left that dope bowl Get them bricks from my mama, she got truckloads Ayy, fuck you mean you get it from your mammy, ho? Yeah Ayy, diamonds all on my chin, diamonds on my folk Piercin in my nose, diamond in my nose Giuseppe open toes, diamonds on my toes I just got a family pack of Jimmy Choos, damn I just bought a chopper and Im ready to use it, damn I got a lot of bitches comin by the twos I got a lot of bitches, bomin by the few Big di-diamonds but we call em jewels All, all these racks, think I sell dog foods Drip, I spend thousand on my fuckin shoes Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loubes Nigga, watch your mouth, we aint fuckin cool YSL the mafia, thats a fuckin fool Take this shit out and shoot
Im too sexy for my shirt Too sexy for my shirt So sexy, it hurts Im too sexy for Milan Too sexy for Milan New York or Japan Yeah, woah, woah, woah Im too sexy for this syrup Too sexy for your girl Too sexy for this world Too sexy for this ice Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah Im too sexy for this chain Too sexy for your gang Too sexy for this fame, yeah, yeah Im too sexy for the trap Too sexy for that cap Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah Okay, alright, thats fine, okay Im feelin too sexy to accept requests And Im way too sexy to go unprotected And she popped a Tesla, now she goin electric Okay, alright, thats fine, okay Think we got too sexy for that metro housin Diamond popped out, almost swallowed sixty thousand Section need more tings in here, I like it crowded, ayy Yeah, I like it crowded Oh, you like the boy? Well, tell me what you like about him You a turnt up little thotty, aint no wife about it Ima fuck her friends and send her back to Metro housin Yeah, woah, woah, woah Im too sexy for this syrup Too sexy for your girl Too sexy for this world Too sexy for this ice Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah Im too sexy for this chain Too sexy for your gang Too sexy for this fame, yeah, yeah Im too sexy for the trap Too sexy for that cap Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah I pop out, get ghost on a bitch, she dont know where I went Pray for all my dogs, all my niggas behind the fence Drippin in it, I be spillin in it, new designer gear bicoastal Pay attention to the detail, goin two-tone on a choker Young niggas always ready to murk somethin, call them some smokers Young nigga havin motion, he gon make sure the car get— Did a 360 windmill when I left the scene Thats that action, her best work on her knees Too sexy for this cash Too sexy for this syrup Too sexy for these pills, Im too sexy for this I get cash wherever I fly, got bitches sexin on me Money, cars, and all this jewelry make a bitch look sexy I get cash wherever I fly, got bitches sexin on me Yeah, woah, woah, woah Im too sexy for this syrup Too sexy for your girl Too sexy for this world Too sexy for this ice Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah Im too sexy for this chain Too sexy for your gang Too sexy for this fame, yeah, yeah Im too sexy for the trap Too sexy for that cap Too sexy for that jack, yeah, yeah Too sexy to count , fetty My neck baguetty Red diamonds, spaghetti This paper, I shred it I swindled, no sweatin I saw you , beggin Goddamn, you petty I aint done spending No penny pinch, I spend it Bags in and out My man aint gon steal it Hundred bags for her Make these young hoes wish they was rich All-green gators, they look like a switch Giorgio, I spent twenty-six licks Im too sexy My neck , baguetties Molest me , caress me Ill let you , todayski I been kickin shit , might need a prosthetic I pray to the chopper under my pillow, tooth fairy
Chance the motherfuckin Rapper With a capitalized, uh, times Not the times but you know what Im saying, the times, bruh Lil Boat Chance Thugger! Lil Boat Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes? Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes? Im the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste I swear that Im the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste All I can hear is the third, ayy All I can hear is the third, ayy We dont know none of your words, ayy We dont know none of your words, ayy I like my women real tall, ayy Type that can really play ball, ayy You buy my hat at the park, ayy Think I might really play ball, ayy I got a link in my bio My bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo How can they call themselves bosses When they got so many bosses? You gotta see what your boss say I get it straight out the faucet I aint felt like this since the third Drought, third Carter drop Told my momma third grade Id be in the third Barbershop And yeah, my momma got real worried when she heard I college dropped But now I call the shots Im the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear that Im the only nigga still cares about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Bad little mama, she gettin it Obama She sting like a bumblebee, hot as the sauna She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma Cant see me, cant be me, Im ridin like a panda That booty gon roll and its outta control And these bitches gon fuck off respect and that loyalty All my bitches lovin me and they spoil me Rub me down with that lotion, babe, oil me Drinking Actavis, baby, Im slowin me In that choppa I see your perimeter Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar Wait one minute, I told you Yeah, I would like to know you Yeah, you lucky like clovers Yeah, the clothes no good Mama I do it, the racks I pursue it Just look at me baby, I came from the sewers They love all the slime ball Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog I got me some rings like Im Bruce Bowen Im ballin on you like Im Chris Paul Im the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear that Im the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Am I the only one who really care about cover art? Growing up I aint have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start I aint know what that mean I bumped heads with my dean Dropped out and hit the scene Now Im stunting like bling Time and time again, they told me no They told me I wouldnt go Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes Well, maybe that shit was my interest Now I spend more than they make at my dentist After 1 Night, them folks thought I was finished I pinned my name to the game like a seamstress Oh, bitch, I bite like a gator Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper Did what I wanted, didnt care about a hater Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer Oh, they fuck with me cause Im different New sound, new appearance Bitch, its Boat from the 6 Give a fuck about a bitch Walk with my hand on my dick, Im the shit Im the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear that Im the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
Oh, oh Oh, oh Somebody called for the queen? Oh, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Oh, oh Thugger Mmm, ayy I never killed anybody But I got somethin to do with that body I got the streets on my back Carry it like Im movin a body I told them to shoot a hundred rounds Like he tryna movie the body It was like 11 in the mornin Skippin school, thats a truancy body I made me some racks in the mornin I had me a pack by the mornin I had me some racks by the mornin I had a six-pack by the mornin I got on a mink, no pneumonia The racks keep me up, dont need Folgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin You gotta picture me rollin Pacific ice, Im an ocean Ready for war like Im Russia Latest Chanel for the luggage My diamonds they tusslin My neck and my belly on Tussin They callin for me and they rushin You wanna be like me and I love it Hundred racks on my draws Big racks, better calm down If youre gon ride, come around Whole squad smokin out the pound Squad goals on these hoes Maison Margiela my toes Farrakhan glasses for the chosen You can go and get mad Jumpin in the Bent with the too-dark tint And whos you? My shawty pullin up with a real bad bitch I wanna fuck you too Drippin my swag, Dubai tags, Im new I got a Smith & in the bag now I get all type of cash, Im a general, tru I never killed anybody But I got somethin to do with that body I got the streets on my back Carry it like Im movin a body I told them to shoot a hundred rounds Like he tryna movie the body It was like 11 in the mornin Skippin school, thats a truancy body I made me some racks in the mornin I had me a pack by the mornin I had me some racks by the mornin I had a six-pack by the mornin I got on a mink, no pneumonia The racks keep me up, dont need Folgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin You gotta picture me rollin, packin a semi colon Ready for war like Korea, headlining shows out in Poland You should be cleanin my mansion, my place is disgustin Why dont you act like a Hoffman, and go get to dustin? Yeah, latex on my drawers, bitch, go clean my crown Cant hear my haters from way up here, they dont make a sound Body goals on these hoes, white paint on my toes When I send that new bae alert, niggas gon be mad Jumpin in the Bent, then I switched to the Ghost like, Whos you? Remember this face cause Im that bitch you gon lose to Drippin in the ice, fuck you lookin at? Screw you Its squad goals when all your bitches pretty like New New I never killed anybody But I got somethin to do with that body I got the streets on my back Carry it like Im movin a body I told them to shoot a hundred rounds Like he tryna movie the body It was like 11 in the mornin Skippin school, thats a truancy body I made me some racks in the mornin I had me a pack by the mornin I had me some racks by the mornin I had a six-pack by the mornin I got on a mink, no pneumonia The racks keep me up, dont need Folgers I had a pack in my shoulder You gotta picture me rollin Jumpin in the Bent with the too-dark tint And whos you? My shawty pullin up with a real bad bitch I wanna fuck you too Drippin my swag, ooh, pop tag, Im I got a Smith & in the bag now I get all type of cash, Im a general, tru Easy Breezy Beautiful Thugger Girls I said, Easy Breezy Beautiful Thugger Girls
Please dont ask again, whos up in the van? They my only fans I was in my hovercraft, had another laugh How you roll with them? When you know Im him Got it on remote control Got it on remote control Got it on remote control, like a CEO I thought you should know On my Instagram, it get outta hand Why you so mad? He got it on remote control, like a CEO Feelin like the man, feelin like the man I was in my hovercraft, floatin down the path God just grabbed my hand, had a bigger plan He got this on remote control He got it on remote control Trol Woah-woah, woah-woah I just, oh, I owe you a load I live on the Titanic , I can rock your boat Hoppin out the brand new Rolls Hoppin out the brand new Rolls Jesus sent me brand new clothes Wrist still thirty-two below I want my mob ties to shine I could caress your mind with the right time Dont you give your love up, this is the right sign , sign I treat you lovely and righteous and kind And well be lastin with another til we die Id give you kids at the drop of a dime Oh-woah, told the fold my clothes Take it to the light like a strobe Taking me to court like O Paparazzi sleep at my door I just thought that you should know I get frozen like the North Pole Dont you freeze up on a pole He got this on remote control like a sink in gold He got it, no fight, no more meds, twilight in the game He got it on my hover craft, have another laugh Pop on a handstand, twilight in the man He got it on remote control He got it on remote control He got it on remote control, like thats to know Should know Ooh, ha-ha-ha, mmh, splendid Simply delicious, oh, ha-ha-ha I am the Glob-glo-gab-galab The shwabble-dabble-wabble-gabble flibba blabba blab
Grandfero, nigga Yeah, yeah You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat Cause it get cold like Minnesota , cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat Cause it get cold like Minnesota , cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat Cause it get cold like Minnesota , riding round on boulders Money sitting up, it sit way above your shoulders I was eating pork and rinds with a bitch from New York Times I dont eat no pork and rinds, but that bitch was mighty fine I got gold all on my necklace , tatted up my arms Now my mama think Im reckless , got guns under my mattress I was juggin since a youngin, free my older cousin Reesey He from Hamilton, not D.C, I rock NBs like Im Gleeshy Flip phone banging off the walls , Gucci on my drawers Why the fuck you in these streets if you scared of them four walls? I was stroking on your sister, she was calling me her mister She suck dick for a picture, its Lil Yachty, nice to meet you I was jugging off them stacks, counting up them racks Almost had a lifetime sentence , but I beat it, shout out to Pat Pat, thats my lawyer, he got me off them charges 8 stacks for that boy, he took care of the boy, ayy Cause it get cold like Minnesota , cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota , it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat Cause it get cold like Minnesota, cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out the streets if you cant take the heat When they said Lil Yachty hot, Im like, Thats him or me? Wrist like Minnesota , trapping Coca-Cola Catching plays, Anquan Boldin Jug out the hot box, know that its stolen Large sizes , all type of narcotics Woah, got a bankroll in that big body I love my Motorola , I love my Motorola I love my Motorola , I love my Motorola Fuck 12, they cant pull me over Smoking on gas and that odor Cook it up, then flip it over You mustve forgot it, we bout it like soldiers Its cold, but I got my shirt off Trap niggas cant fall off Big sack of molly, golf ball Big sack of molly, golf ball I trap in Minnesota like a viking Flood out the Sky-Dweller, it got good lighting We made the dab and all of yall biting Two thick white bitches, both of em dykes I make a 50 before his acre I was in the streets but I aint have no cable Me and Lil Yachty touch down at the safe house Skippa Da Flippa, I will bring the rice out Cold like Minnesota, racks on fall, I told you I iced out my Rollie, then did the same damn thing for my brodies All a nigga trap spot beating like a pulse I could put the heat inside the kitchen like a baller I could fill your bitch head up like a lawyer Aint know, never gon sign posts Big machine, big machine Im cooking bean on jelly beans No need to smell it, all is clean That money talking, Charlie Sheen Im riding Ubers with the toolie I got more diamonds than your jeweler I make her come back like Im Yugi If you aint know it, now you knew it, ay I aim at her head like a sniper rifle She cant be my bitch if she dykin, dykin I bought her a ring but no wifey, wifey She slurp on that dick and I like it, like it No candy, she Mike and Ike it No Nike, she know I do it I eat that bitch like a hockey pocket No Nike, she know I do it Cause it get cold like Minnesota , cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota , it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat Cause it get cold like Minnesota , cold like Minnesota Cold like Minnesota, it get cold like Minnesota Need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat You need to stay up out them streets if you cant take the heat
Mafia Billboard Hitmakers Yeah, AP gang, bitch, you know what Im sayin? Level up Yeah, AP gang Yeah, catch him down bad Beat him with the bat, hashtag that I copped a new Jag, yeah, yeah Bitch, I got a blue Jag, yeah I make that cash talk, nigga I got a new house You wanna get in, need a passcode, nigga Two-twenty-five on the dashboard, nigga Stack it up and then you get that foreign, nigga Step it up and take care of your daughter, nigga Stack it up and take care of your son, nigga Step it up and take care of the money You know I ran it all up by myself And now your bitch is drinking cum, nigga My diamonds yellow like a corn, nigga Double R at the prom, nigga Got some hitters, all of em my cuz, nigga Girl, I know you love me I know, I know, I know you love me Bentley wheelin nigga, bad killer nigga, back it up Bands kill a nigga fast, will a nigga back it up? Apeshit, nigga, Godzilla, nigga, act up Go apeshit, go Godzilla, bae, back it up I just wanna have sex , I just wanna have a baby out you, girl I just wanna go brazy about you, girl Dont make a nigga act crazy, oh-ooh, girl Cause you know I will, and Im on a Perky pill This shit can get ugly for you Ill pull up and bust your mama Ill pull up and bust your brother I aim at your fuckin family I aim at your whole clique I aim at your motherfuckin mama I aim at your fuckin dad I aim at your daughter, son, nigga I aim it at everything I aim at the baby I got devil inside of me Got the devil inside me God tryna provide me God tryna decide Do he wanna leave me or sign me? Um, okay, I know He frustrated bout a nigga And everything I take or do, yeah I know I did a lot of sins And I hope you still let me make it through, ah Just cause I got me a spot in LA That dont mean Ima change the crew My bitch trying to figure out How she can tell me to chill without changin you Fuck it, Im changin up on em But my fans, not changin on em Makin a band, Im sangin on em Whip out that bag, syringin on em Hey, hey, we locked that bitch out with no passcode I bought her some of those Damn, she already had em though Bentley wheelin nigga, bad killer nigga, back it up Bands kill a nigga fast, will a nigga back it up? Apeshit, nigga, Godzilla, nigga, act up Go apeshit, go Godzilla, bae, back it up I just wanna have sex, I just wanna have a baby out you, girl I just wanna go brazy about you, girl Dont make a nigga act crazy, oh-ooh, girl Ayy, cause you know I will, and Im on a Perky pill
DY Krazy Go back to what we been through We dont wanna go back to what we been through Southside We dont wanna go back to what we been through We dont wanna go back, dont go back Ayy, what kinda water is that? Thats Patek water Ayy, what kinda shooters is them? Just place your order Ayy, what kinda whip is that? It came imported Oh, you rockin the prong set, 40 pointers Nigga be changing whips out like new Jordans Way ahead of yourself, uh, you done outdid yourself Chain give you headache, pull up in a red Wraith Feed a bitch Addys , we so lavish Call me Young Gunna, Young Gunna, Young Gunna, a nigga just wait up We dont got no time for these boys, just shut up and bet up The Rollie on Ric Flair, my wrist is just wet up The plug just called like, what up? nigga, dont let up The diamonds are yellow today, you gotta catch up, yeah Money on the floor and these hoes, these nigga cant pose with us Why the fuck you say I owe you? You never growed with us Diamonds in the ear got big, lil nigga, I told you Flood that pack in the city, then throw it at Strokers All these bitches they diggin with a golden shovel Secret service, they taking me through the side door And I promise I can thumb with a blindfold Ayy, what kinda water is that? Thats Patek water Ayy, what kinda shooters is them? Just place your order Ayy, what kinda whip is that? It came imported Oh, you rockin the prong set, 40 pointers Nigga be changing whips out like new Jordans Way ahead of yourself, uh, you done outdid yourself Chain give you headache, pull up in a red Wraith Feed a bitch Addys , we so lavish Uh, baguettes on the edge of my neck , I never settle for less Ooh, put her on Perky and Act, Ima just fuck and forget Uh, yeah, mansion it sit on the hill , after my last arrest Uh, niggas out here in the field, dont need a mask or vest Uh, back to back Lambos, repeat it, you like to run when its heated AR-15 with the coolant, just in case it get too heated Hop on the wave and drown, my mama been Cartier bracelet down Uh, face it down , dirty my soda, I hate the brown Hold it down cause the plug is illegal Ride around with a dub and a eagle I heard that money get evil, prayin to God to keep me from demons She lost in the vibe, surrounded by stars, we got her sucking on semen You gotta survive, aint sparing no lives, F&N pop at your beanie Ayy, what kinda water is that? Thats Patek water Ayy, what kinda shooters is them? Just place your order Ayy, what kinda whip is that? It came imported Oh, you rockin the prong set, 40 pointers Nigga be changing whips out like new Jordans Way ahead of yourself, uh, you done outdid yourself Chain give you headache, pull up in a red Wraith Feed a bitch Addys , we so lavish We dont wanna go back to what we been through We just wanna go snatch a niggas sunroof We dont wanna go back what we been through We dont wanna go back, dont go back
Pour that shit up fool, its ours Ha Monster! Man so you aint gon pour? Oh, so youre gonna make a nigga beg you to pour? Okay bool, you dig? Uh Hopped out my mothafuckin bed Hopped in the mothafuckin coupe Pulled up on the Birdman Im a beast, Im a beast, Im a mobster You got 50 whole bands, youll be my sponsor Them snakes on the plane, me and Kanye-conda Yeah I might piece him up and let my partner smoke him Chuck-E-Cheese him up, I pizza him, I roll him Im a gangster, I dont dance, baby I poke Right now Im surrounded by some gangsters from Magnolia I heard I put it in the spot, yessir she told me My niggas muggin, these niggas YSL only I heard my Nolia niggas not friendly, like no way But we not friendly either, you know it Ha! Yeah, thumbs up Ive seen more holes than a golf course on Donald Trumps course My bitch a tall blooded horse, nigga, bronco And if you catch us down bet youre not gon trunk us You got a body, lil nigga, we got a ton of em You got some Robins, lil nigga, we got some Batmans I let that choppa go blocka, blocka, get back, son You got them MJs, nigga, I got them Jacksons But really what is it to do When the whole world constantly hatin on you? Pussy niggas hold their nuts, masturbatin on you Meanwhile the fuckin federal baitin on you Nigga tell me what you do Would you stand up or would you turn to a pussy nigga? I got a hundred things to do And I can stop rappin but I cant stop stackin fuckin figures Yeah, Im from that mothafuckin Nolia, nigga Birdmanll break a nigga nose, lil nigga You need to slow your fuckin roll, lil nigga We created Ks on shoulders, nigga Im a scary fuckin sight, lil nigga We won a hundred mil on fights, lil nigga A hundred bands, sure youre right, lil nigga I keep some AKs on my flights, lil nigga Birdman Willie B Smoke some stunna blunts, now my eyes Chinese Hundred K on private flights overseas Choppas City nigga, free BG Bentley with the doors all round, not a Jeep Rich nigga shit, smoke two pounds in a week Cant find a bitch that dont know we them streets Bitches know that I am Birdman, thats OG, brrat But really what is it to do When the whole world constantly hatin on you? Pussy niggas hold their nuts, masturbatin on you Meanwhile the fuckin federal baitin on you Nigga tell me what you do Would you stand up or would you turn to a pussy nigga? I got a hundred things to do And I can stop rappin but I cant stop stackin fuckin figures Nigga, Im a crack addict Thought about lettin them get a cut Then I went and snagged at it Yeah, the new Boosie Badazz at it Ima drop a nigga life, just like a bad habit I stick to the ground like a mothafuckin rug Im a big dog, lil fuck nigga, you a pup Lil bitch, clean your drawers before you think youre a thug Before I be in front your shows, just like your pub I aint even lyin, baby I swear to God I aint lyin, baby, no First Ill screw you without these pliers, baby, or I might dap you like, good try, baby Big B livin, baby Them boys on my left throwin up Cs I promise their mama see them this week And I dont break promises with my Ds I want Ms and cheese, mister Mickey Ds She know I am a beast, I am so obese In Miami I swear they dont got good weed Wiz Khalifa can you send me some weed please? Yeah, overseas, nigga, top floor, clear windows, nigga Glass house, drankin GT, you understand? We in that Red Light District, you understand? We 3 and 1, that mean 3 on me, nigga, you understand me? Just livin the life, boy, ayy, Thug, just a dollar for a 1, nigga We can blow a mil, boy Rich Gang, YSL, blatt!
Now Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby Rich Gang We got London on da Track Hey! Boolin at the basketball game Dressed in Balmain Dropped a hundred on the whole thing Inside cost a whole thing And Ima give you my all, first my whole name Im in her mouth just like Colgate Im really feelin super, like eight Ayy, hey Like or hate, ladies man like bait Hop inside a Bentley with a red paper plate Every time they hate, I throw them bands like a bouquet I aint Ray J but you can be my Kim K Feelin like Lil Flip, in love with green, dont look gay Ill never believe what Lil Kim say Water like Phelps and you can jump in my league Run into my head like a deer when its late Man, everywhere she go, she ballin Yeah she got Xans, she like, Where Tar at? She dont gangbang, she say she bang gangs And shell fight, might knock em out the ring Out of cold Pepsi, shell whip it like a waiter I just wanna nut, she say thats easy like a baker She just want a nigga, I dont serve but I love maple And therefore she gon watch me like cable, ayy Take care of her! If, if I dont do nothin in the world, swear to God Ill take care of her Take care of lil mama, take care of baby mama Take care of her Take care of her, take care of her Take care of her Ooh-aah On a million, goin to meet a billion Brand new Bentley, you could keep the ceiling Ooh! Take a trip to Peru Baby suck my dog like Snoop Blood gang, big ups, suwoo Dinosaur bankroll, woo, woo H&M ballin, hundred ten Throw my boy 6, bim bim Baby keep that pussy Baby keep that pussy clean trimmed Bought a castle with my last deal Boy dont talk about no fast deal Lil nigga, you late Okay Ima put the pedal to the Wraith Ima pull the pedal, not the brake Ice inside my ring, you can skate Yeah, this shit cold like a case That a nigga went and snitched, dealing with All these mothafuckin bitches Im the shit, girl, Im the shit Ima build a hole for a snitch, not a ditch, shit They be hatin on my girl, though And they wish they was the bitch they hatin Salutations to my old hoes And thank you for your participation No chaser for my girl, though She go harder than me on occasion Gettin wasted with my girl Then we sixty-nine til we need ventilation You dont know about it Gotta open new accounts cause the others overcrowded Gotta open up the stores when theyre closed when we shoppin For my girl, wear the clothes that aint nobody rockin She so bad, I dont know what to do with her I know just what to do in her My homies hit me up, they said theyre goin out tonight I said, Im with my girl tonight, I cant fuck with you niggas Ima take care of her Rich Gang Dont get scared now, pussy nigga Ayy Take care of her! If, if I dont do nothin in the world, swear to God Ill take care of her Take care of lil mama, take care of baby mama Take care of her Take care of her , take care of her Take care of her Ooh-aah! Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby Rich Gang
Ayy, slip, slide, tryna provide for me, for me, for me Find me somewhere out in London, you know thats the hideaway I need some head and some moral support from you right away Since I been makin donations, see you like United Way Stories you told me bout him, I can see that its night and day Walkin from here to my bedroom, it feel like its miles away And Im still hard body, I dont fear nobody Phantom whips Im ridin, all my friendships solid I get big deposits, all my whips exotic Revin the engine, woah City dependin, I gotta finish it I want opinions, why? She want a demon, yeah She want a ring or some sort of arrangement, yeah Somethings thats dangerous I wanna change it, I wanna claim it, yeah I want it painted, yeah She quick to say, No, cause she know she a diamond, yeah She gettin quiet, yeah She on a diet, she want a massage, yeah Im tryna get intimate, ayy Bank account never diminishin, yeah Niggas are changing they images, yeah Niggas act hard but they innocent, yeah Hop in a tank and move militant, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Find me somewhere out in London, you know thats the hideaway I need some head and some moral support from you right away Since I been makin donations, see you like United Way Stories you told me bout him, I can see that its night and day Walkin from here to my bedroom, it feel like its miles away And Im still hard body, I dont fear nobody Phantom whips Im ridin, all my friendships solid I get big deposits, all my whips exotic Trunk on the engine Im on a mission, the Bronco two-fifty Im out your division I got em excited, know its been a lil minute I left her delighted Man, I love all of her Chrome Hearts, these suckers despised it The touch is the Midas She said, Fuck me and cum, I just do it like Loverboy Nike Ordered the jet just for you and your friends Chauffeur you round in that big body Benz Got a lil bitch that came up from nothin We shoppin in London and doin it big Been in private, but we out in public I know we the topic for you and your kids Lifes Monopoly, goin broke not an option If they couldve stopped it, they wouldve been did They wouldve been dead She could be the wig, dont play with my head Dont you test my emotions Dont be textin my phone every day, Ima leave it on read Im diggin and strokin My new bitch pussy wet like a ocean, I need a new spread The solid one, chosen Young Gun Wunna stay focused, I cant let em put me on edge No, they cant put me on edge I just bust down my wrist, and its rose gold, and its ahead I just counted ten million, all cash, and got head from the Feds Yeah, I just told em if he play Then we stoppin the growth of they dreads I just had a talk with the peppermint Porsche Damn, Im never gon drive em this year Feel the panoramic doors We got fours and deuces, toast Im the big dog of my coast Micro minis with the scopes Aint tellin this bitch my goals Had her living at the Montrose Ima peep, but a player not poor I been thinkin bout selling my soul Take me out the country and drop me in apartments She wont see me cry I just put macaroni cheese in my pocket And it came with the sides I just put twenty mil inside a escrow I dont give a fuck bout your life You had a buzz, but that shit was too little I promise you never was hot
Wheezy I want that pussy in a Wraith Ima make sure lil mama feel it Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it We make love, and it hot just like a skillet I dont wanna buy your love, I wanna build it Build that bitch up from the ground, never gon tear that bitch down Yeah, you know that this dick aint no clown, you know this dick make you make sounds, swea I fuck that bitch good, I dont tease her, nigga, thats why she not leavin And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa, and I do it for my people Yeah, I never ever met a girl like you Im lovin every single curve about you Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world bout you Put on my suit, go get my boots, Ill go to jail bout you You know who you with, lil baby, stop playin, darlin, you know who you with Man, Im so for real, I copped you a coupe baby, Ima chauffeur it Man, Im so for real, these niggas be talkin, we bust it so for real Im so geeked up on your lovin, I dont need no Mollies, so for real Behind closed doors it gets drastic Pussy wet, I done worked magic I am the truth so dont answer I shoot FNs and they plastic Yeah, I only call lil mama baby when she say daddy If thats your man, you better hold him down Marriage she wrote She held my little pack, she was wit it And she was popular way before me Now that Im popular, Ima still be the old me I swear to God she wanna feel it When I do wrong, bae make me feel it I only get it when I feel it Yeah, yeah Make me feel it, make me feel it Make me feel it, make me feel it Oh, I wan feel it, I wan feel it I wan feel it, I wan feel it Baby, Ill give you head, give me ceilings Come here bae, Im appealin Im locked down, all metal Horseshoe, True Religion Im dabbin, Im dabbin Ill hop in your car, and Ill smash it, Ill smash it Im buyin gold Rollies, yeah Im Trinidad-in They look like they dont wanna fuck, but they actin Im pourin up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis And I think Im tough, you look tough, so lets clash it War ready, Im goin steady I fuck with Keshia, not the one from Belly I wanna fuck and not talk and I said it I want that cat like a leopard Lets go to Germany, no Shepherd She dont need no hand, Ima help her She barely keep it, so I kept her Watch me tell her If thats your man, you better hold him down Marriage she wrote She held my little pack, she was wit it And she was popular way before me Now that Im popular, Ima still be the old me I swear to God she wanna feel it When I do wrong, bae make me feel it I only get it when I feel it Yeah Yeah, oh... Yeah, oh... Ohh, oh... Ohh, oh... I swear to God she wanna feel it When I do wrong, bae make me feel it I only get it when I feel it Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, hey Got my nigga Thugga with me Haha , Rich Homie Baby! Paparazzi trying to take pictures Tell them folk to get the fuck out my face I dont fuck with 12 Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation I fucked a nigga bitch, now he trippin Better tell him get the fuck out my face I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my nigga Thug with me And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face Boy, get the fuck out my face Please get the fuck out my face Please get the fuck out my face Someone get him out my face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my face Hundreds stashed in Robins I wont tell nobody I wont touch your body Ass soft as jelly Im the real Tony Montana I got fifty naked bitches on a banana boat Your jewelry sunny, Young Thugger need locs My water heavy, I need me a float He got them birds in the fender bender Thugger let your bitch suck him up in rentals Call me with the deal like a fucking pickle I just went platinum like a fucking nickel How the hell you think I wont go? How the fuck you feel I aint go? Everything I say I stand up to it Nigga count Ms like he fuckin Jewish I cant read substitute rights Get the fuck out my face, or else we fight I hate that we the next superstar boy If you dont know why tell them, Quan Paparazzi trying to take pictures Tell them folk to get the fuck out my face I dont fuck with 12 Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation I fucked a nigga bitch, now he trippin Better tell him get the fuck out my face I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my nigga Thug with me And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face Boy, get the fuck out my face Please get the fuck out my face Please get the fuck out my face Someone get him out my face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my face Get the fuck out my face unless you owe me some money Get the fuck out my face, fuck nigga where the hell You was at when a nigga had nothing! Im talking when a nigga he was hustling Im talking about the pork n beans and weenies I was eating every night before the grubbing Im talking bout a little money I was getting Fore eighteen, way before the clubbing Now I got my sack right, nigga, still in the trap house kitchen Let some of my money come up missing Fuck around, slap the shit out of all these niggas Trap house bunkin got all these pistols My nigga Thug wrist broke doing all that whipping And I got a .44, I aint gotta call no killer More money, more problems,I can solve that issue If its off my hip Ima pull that motherfucker back just like a slingshot And you aint hold your homie down like you posed to Cause you aint never even heard of a green dot He aint got all that shit he say He aint bout rappers trying to be this way Please boy, I see folks trying to take pictures so Im like Hold up, wait, freeze boy Paparazzi trying to take pictures Tell them folk to get the fuck out my face I dont fuck with 12 Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation I fucked a nigga bitch, now he trippin Better tell him get the fuck out my face I got it tucked in my jeans and I got my nigga Thug with me And he gon tell you get the fuck out my face Boy, get the fuck out my face Please get the fuck out my face Please get the fuck out my face Someone get him out my face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my motherfucking face Please get the fuck out my face Paparazzi trying to take pictures Tell the folk to get the fuck out my face I dont fuck with 12 Cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation . I fucked a nigga bitch and I aint trippin Better tell him get the fuck out my face Hey, hey, hey Get the fuck out my face, yeah Get the fuck out my face Fuck nigga, get the fuck out my face If I dont know you, better get the fuck out my face Yeah, yeah
2 love to the mob With a couple Capos and a hundred fuckin Dons Call up Slaughter Gang, youll get your shit popped Draco with a drum, this bitch aint never gon stop We on that 9th Ward shit, Slaughter Gang shit Green Store shit, its the mob, bitch Yeen got mob ties, you just on our dick Pull up with a stick and these pussys gettin hit Pull up with a stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit I put this on the ten, Ima end His life, no beginnin, fuck a friend Bitch Im with the mob, you cant get in Weve committed sin, free my niggas in the pen Free Omerta Mob shit, big sticks, get killed Thought she was dancin on the dick, thats the clip We aint gon shoot up in the air, you gettin hit Just GF, we aint clickin up with shit Got your hoe screaming woah, woah, woah My verses ten, we aint gon fold, fold, fold And you know we been havin shit All of these niggas is average Swallow my dick just like a Brisk Do 25 hundred no Ethel Ridge So many blue strips, my pocket look like a crip Throw it at peasants, fuck nigga, have it Ho Im mobbin, you starvin You a victim, Im robbin 2 love to the mob With a couple Capos and a hundred fuckin Dons Call up Slaughter Gang, youll get your shit popped Draco with a drum, this bitch aint never gon stop We on that 9th Ward shit, Slaughter Gang shit Green Store shit, its the mob, bitch Yeen got mob ties, you just on our dick Pull up with a stick and these pussys gettin hit Pull up with a stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit I put this on the ten, Ima end His life, no beginnin, fuck a friend Bitch Im with the mob, you cant get in Weve committed sin, free my niggas in the pen Free Omerta Mob shit, Purp Gang, thats my gang Loaded Family, nigga aint no way Im changin Get the commas, get the cash, do the numbers I been grindin all summer gettin that lumber Pull up, we takin shit Pull up we lay the shit down And know we aint basic, bitch Pull in your hood with them rounds My wrist is on a 10, Im in that Benz I let her get in, her and her friends Loso Loaded comin straight out the jungle Loso Loaded comin straight out the dirty Loso Loaded get that check on the third Loso Loaded get that check on the first Crime paid, dis the life that I chose Im Slaughter Gang, niggas draped up in gold Hellcat, yea it came with the kit Bases loaded, nigga Im on my shit Burnin rubber on a broke niggas bitch Pull up with a stick and I let it hit I pull up with a stick and I let it hit I pull up with a stick and I let it hit Loso Loaded Pull up with a stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit Pull up with the stick, let it hit I put this on the ten, Ima end His life, no beginnin, fuck a friend Bitch Im with the mob, you cant get in Weve committed sin, free my niggas in the pen Free Omerta
Make you say uh, no limit Got that Master P, no limit baby Give you that black card, no limit Just know when you roll with a nigga like me Theres no limit, baby Make you say uh, no limit I C Mur-Mur-Murder that, no limit baby Give you that ghetto D, girl, no limit Just know when you roll with a nigga like me There’s no limit, baby You know you fine, baby you know that you fine Im just tryna make you mine Tryna make you mine, yeah Im tryna make you mine Put a tingle in your spine We got a vibe, we got a wave You should ride on it All of the places I could take you girl is limitless So if youve never been Girl I would just love to take you there You dont have to worry bout a thing I got it, let me show you better than Cause I may not know you, just let me hold you Youll be my soldier, like you from the ‘Nolia Make you say uh, no limit Got that Master P, no limit, baby Give you that black card, no limit Just know when you roll with a nigga like me Theres no limit, baby Make you say uh, no limit I C Mur-Mur-Murder that, no limit baby Give you that ghetto D, girl, no limit Just know when you roll with a nigga like me There’s no limit, baby Cards on decline, baby the cards on decline You roll with me, you miss shine Baby we shine, yeah lil mama we shine Just pick a destination Go ‘head show me you can get like everything Show me like any car, any house Baby you can get like any ring, anything You knock it, knock it down All through the night, all through the day yeah I knock that pussy out Baby you call me Sugar Ray yeah ‘Cause I may not know you, just let me hold you You be my soldier, like you from the ‘Nolia Make you say uh, no limit Got that Master P, no limit, baby Give you that black card, no limit Just know when you roll with a nigga like me Theres no limit, baby Make you say uh, no limit I C Mur-Mur-Murder that, no limit baby Give you that ghetto D, girl, no limit Just know when you roll with a nigga like me There’s no limit, baby You finer than wine, baby girl I ain’t lyin Make my homie drop a dime Commit a crime, jeopardize my lifeline Just to see your vital signs Ain’t no limit, babe we do it larger Ain’t no limit babe when you a starter MARTA outsmart the Rari, Rari Fill the session with Bacardi Barbies Kerosene, kerosene Promise spin, washing machine Thin waisted prima donna Never limit, I’m a stunner Tinted out, them never rentals Fuck them boys, they all beginners I done seen and wrecked em I’ma spend my night with ‘dem I could put karats all over you Karats all over you Never mind, we only poppin’ shit Man I been getting high with these fools And she said all her friends fake, so she solo rockin And she a real bad bad bitch, she ain’t gotta Photoshop it Uh, no limit I C Mur-Mur-Murder that, no limit baby Give you that ghetto D, girl, no limit Just know when you roll with a nigga like me Theres no limit, baby
Meek Milly, Jeffery, woah M-M-M-Murda Yeah, yeah Fuck is you talkin bout? Bitch, you offendin me I just might go head And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me I just might go head And mix me a Sprite with some lean like its chemistry Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin I usually dont beg but I dont want the ceiling please Oxycontin fucking up kidneys Molly, my cup look like bath salt And Im too high horsed for asphalt Therefore Im in clouds from day to dark They say that I changed, its the cash fault Pay everybody like a cash cow I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR The Rollie stainless, stainless We young and rich and we dangerous Im at Piccadillys with your missus, nigga And the weed stinking like a chitlin, nigga The money long like a Philly, nigga Make me catch you slipping then its Christmas, nigga The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga I got Benji on me and he Crippin nigga I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga Put a swimming pool in the living room How Im living, nigga, I aint swimming, nigga Only thing that me and Michael Phelps Got in common is that we winning nigga Rock star lifestyle Your hoes going wild Saint Laurent shorty and toting that .40 We move through the city like BMF Rocks on the chain like the rocks that I slang Only difference them bitches, they VVS I know these bitches gon change And fuck on whoever, whenever they see a check If you do not fuck with the gang Dont act like you do, when you see us just keep it that Swing through your block, bring that sweeper back Land on your spot where your peoples at Smoke you where ever we see you at You dont want no problem so keep at that Fore you get your man murdered Hitters in the van lurking I put bread on the beef Turn it to a hamburger Put that paper on the scale, nigga Little homies talking big money When the wars on youll tell, nigga Put a bag on your main hitta When them things hit em, that’s an L nigga So you should be home before mama got dinner for sale, nigga And that’s all I’ma tell niggas, and thats it Yeah, yeah Fuck is you talkin bout? Bitch, you offending me I just might go head And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me I just might go head And mix me a Sprite with some lean like its chemistry Goddamn, I had four hoes one time, they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin I usually dont beg, but I dont want the ceiling please Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys Woah, woah, woah Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa I aint with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa Hundred shottas with me, whoa, VVSs on me, whoa VVSs on me, bling, badaboom, badabing! Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit Put them blue tips in that cartridge We put them drums in them carbines We pull up on rappers and spark em I might take your chain if it sparkle Street nigga really came from nothing Strip a nigga like Caine cousin Kill a nigga then you saying something You was talking, nigga, I was hustling We was shooting, nigga, you was ducking You was texting, nigga, I was fucking I was betting nigga, you was bluffing Hide and seek, nigga, I was hunching Car foreign and my gun Russian Sneak dissing, get a concussion Yeah, yeah Fuck is you talkin bout? Bitch, you offendin me I just might go head And let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me I just might go head And mix me a Sprite with some lean like its chemistry Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me Fuck round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin I usually dont beg but I dont want the ceiling please Oxycontin fucking up kidneys
We got London on da Track You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin, it feel like a bus, but Im whippin the Wraith Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin a way I aint sayin Im addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it cause I dont feel the pain Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it, nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon shoot shit up And my lil brother turned to a drummer Walked him outside, now he got the llama I took that Maybach where the Js at Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers All my niggas know run up them numbers Fuck it, run up them numbers Run up them numbers OKC, you dont want no thunder The old Tracy McGrady, the one OKC, you dont want no thunder, yeah Christian the sweater Okay, Christian Dior the sweater The double R came with the umbrella When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans Got some little homies, got some prodigies And I spent five hundred on Prada tees Made it out the projects, poppin overseas Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat I make some calls, you cant cop the fleet Gotta be an antisocial gangster cause the feds watchin my tweets You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin, it feel like a bus, but Im whippin the Wraith Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin a way I aint sayin Im addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it cause I dont feel the pain Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it, nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon shoot shit up And my lil brother turned to a drummer Walked him outside, now he got the llama I took that Maybach where the Js at Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers All my niggas know run up them numbers Fuck it, run up them numbers Fuck it, I ran up the numbers Piped up like a plumber And sold all the bundles I paid off the debt to your honor And went got some commas and commas and commas You let it get to your head, yeah, I remember when you was a runner I heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah, say you willin to tell em whatever I still be killin in projects, even though I been runnin them numbers up They used to tell me Im not next, Im like look at me now, Im in front of them And I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular And I dont know how Ima trust again, I swear Audemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah I bust down a piece of the pie, yeah I wanna speed off in a Cayenne I got a cup full of Hi-Tech Have a pool party with the posse We be the talk of the topic These fuck niggas dont where the drop at They wont want us ridin in the drophead And he mad that my bitch got a Masi You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin, it feel like a bus, but Im whippin the Wraith Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin a way I aint sayin Im addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it cause I dont feel the pain Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it, nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon shoot shit up And my lil brother turned to a drummer Walked him outside, now he got the llama I took the Maybach where the Js at Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers All my niggas know run up them numbers Fuck it, run up them numbers
Wheezy outta here Rose gold seats on a fuckin helicopter Double C, no Chanel, cause she bad, bad, bad Ridin Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new Rari Let you ride it, know your route and youre bad, bad, bad No playin, no Atari, I wont play with you for nothin I can eat you like Hibachi cause you bad, bad, bad I just took the doors off the Ghini, now Im ridin And Im slidin in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy Rich nigga shit, I bought my thottie a new Patek Got a model, got a thickie, got a BM, got a stallion Got a billion dollar corporation, fuck a Xanny I got millions to go get and a couple bitches to–uh, yeah You my dawg til we dead, not a question But I cant fuck with you like I want cause you ratted Got a million dollars in the wall, in the band And got it stepped-on, got it hard, got it crackin on her Half a million, I just did a warm up for half a million, uh, uh, mmm I can buy the buildin I can rent this shit out or save it for the children I can dead this shit out or give it to the villains Somewhere they can hide when they do some killin All of the rides got grenade ceilings Loaded with a ride, cost a cool million Rose gold seats on a fuckin helicopter Double C, no Chanel, cause she bad, bad, bad Ridin Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new Rari Let you ride it, know your route and youre bad, bad, bad No playin, no Atari, I wont play with you for nothin I can eat you like Hibachi cause you bad, bad, bad I just took the doors off the Ghini, now Im ridin And Im slidin in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy Paper tag, peanut butter seats, Im ridin I be in the foreign, fuck with slime, we tied in Different color Diors on my feet, I couldnt decide which Never talked about it, she done made herself my side bitch Trash bag gang, I can put that on Elijah Street chose me, I aint never had to sign up Then we hittin bitches in the group, I make em line up Beep, beep, beep, thats me, nigga, get back Real dopeboy, dont know how to work a CashApp How many you got? Ill send it lone, bring the cash out I been sippin lean, bout to pee til I pass out Went to sleep partment, woke up in the paradise Niggas stealin drip but it dont matter, they dont wear it right They dont even speak but I can see I got em terrified Double R truck, come through, shit on everybody Bad, bad, bitch, good head, hit her every night Rose gold seats on a fuckin helicopter Double C, no Chanel, cause she bad, bad, bad Ridin Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new Rari Let you ride it, know your route and youre bad, bad, bad No playin, no Atari, I wont play with you for nothin I can eat you like Hibachi cause you bad, bad, bad I just took the doors off the Ghini, now Im ridin And Im slidin in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy Take the four doors off of the Jeep I aint doin no swaps with a freak, uh We can handle this shit out in the streets, yeah I aint goin to a house for a meetin, yeah Pull up in a truck, any season Niggas never comin out, then we leavin How could nigga take a loss if he leavin? Quickly take off like Im LeBron
O-ay-o Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Im with the gang, gang, gang, yeah we bout to go up Switchin lanes, its a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your ho, she know us Cause you know we glowed up We stayed down And came up And came up We stayed down We came up The gang up 2 Chainz Im a villain thats winning With precision, Im killing Represent the religion Ended up independent Took my car to the clinic Let em check all the vitals Middle finger to rivals Michael Jackson, my idol Still ducked in a pie hole Talk to the plug everyday except Cinco de Mayo I still got me a Carlo Still got Monte Carlo Your car running so bad, it stink up the Apollo Call my Rollie a Ralo Call my AP a ap I aint talking seat belts when I say that Im strapped Im in love with my side ho Ill sneak her through the side door Ima show you what we ride for Ima show you what we die for Im with the gang, gang, gang, yeah we bout to go up Switchin lanes, its a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your ho, she know us Cause you know we glowed up We stayed down And came up And came up We stayed down We came up The gang up Im in my same lane, lane and I aint gon ever change up I blowed the brain out the range like a Taz Angel Heres R.I.P. to Paul Walker, homie got his stain up We had your main on us, now we got stains on us And all we gotta do is stay down and come up while they flexin Yeah, I got her Indian, she Western Yeah, I just had sex with one of your best friends Then that Fast and Furious started nesting Say Im bout to go take off on you Is you staying, is you rolling like a scroller? Youre ready to take off like a 1980 Coke? Yes He know that Instagram shit, are you gon post that? Im with the gang, gang, gang , yeah we bout to go up Switchin lanes, its a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your ho, she know us Cause you know we glowed up We stayed down And came up And came up We stayed down We came up The gang up Yeah, Im always with my gang We always ready to ride cause for the squad, well do anything Stay down, well never change We always gon stay the same Put you in check, when you outta place I try to tell em not to mess with my gang, gang, gang We do what we gotta do and dont complain-plain-plain Im on the road, Im probably fresh up off the plane, plane, plane Know you heard about me, I do my thang, thang, thang I got the world on my back I put your girl on her back I did it all on my own Now there aint no turning back And my whole squad got my back And shawty so bad, I asked her if she repped the gang, she said, Facts Gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, yeah we bout to go up Switchin lanes, its a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your ho, she know us Cause you know we glowed up We stayed down And came up And came up We stayed down We came up The gang up
Yeah, what up? Im tryna put my dick inside of your panties, yeah You bet not take this shit for granted Im at Rolling Loud, right there rolling out Smokin Backwoods and holdin bae I was gettin protected by my savages Yellow school buses, thats a Xanny Causin me to sleep and I aint plan it I got some jobs all day Roll out the jar all day I be on Mars all day Im with the stars all day, uh Boss all day Roll up the raw all day Babysit your dog all day Bout to watch you jog all day Like family dont matter Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Bagged a bad bitch, I got a foreign son Tommy gun, found a real Tommy gun I dropped a milli on my chain like I know Barry Bonds And I got a head full of hair like Im from Amazon, uh Glaze that ass like a candle honey, uh Ferragamo shower shoes for me, uh Lightbulb, neck got jewels on it, uh Like an old school, I got some pull, dont I? Huh? Sayin, abracadabra Abracadabra, kill all you bastards I dont want no wrassle The bread ambassador No nothin else matter to him Im ballin like Patrick Ewing Turn up on you bastards Im in a Ghost like Casper Everything go smooth for me like I got my Masters Fubu Platinum up, birds in the Acura Albums platinum and up, Im killin these bastards Like family dont matter Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Country Billy made a couple milli Tryna park the Rolls Royce inside the Piccadilly Oh, he had a couple stripes actually Got another half a milli in white tees, of course Dont you take this shit for granted, dont you panic When I put my D in your pants, dont you panic When I catch up with your bitch, you know Im smashin I can put her on her feet, oh, oh head gasket You gotta tell me whats wrong I cant wait to deep stroke to the mornin Bout to put my dick in your mouth right when you yawn You gotta put that puss on my lips whenever Im on one I thank the red doll, so I whip my bum bum Im bout to fuck somebody girl off this rum, rum Im chasin all of these rats like I was Tom, yeah But it aint even matter, I was tryna kill these bastards Like family dont matter Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Rollin through the W6 You feelin me, Im feelin you Fallin deep, too deep, purple dreams to catch myself I be havin nightmares shaped like you You be blowin smoke clouds shaped like me I be havin nightmares shaped like you You be blowin smoke clouds shaped like me Two cups, can I drown in my mind, too? Hear the track, spin it back, catch a vibe, too This the shit that be bad, so bad its good for you, ayy Take a hit, we can sip like its medicine Chemistry, remedy, theres no better than This the shit that be bad, so bad its good for you, hey Like family dont matter Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? Whats poppin, whats the deal? My heart so cold, I need a icebox My heart so cold, I need a icebox Icebox Jewelry I need help, come and rescue me
Issa Kylie, might be Jenner, hol up Lets fight about it, hol up, she leave wit the winner, hol up Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas N-n-n-n-narcos Wheezy Beatz Issa, issa, issa Issa Issa, issa, issa Issa Issa knife, dawg I got stripes, dawg Whats in that Wraith, Savage? Its some white, dawg Its some nose-wipe , thats a slime Chopper singin , Ginuwine Im on Air One , issa nine On Gresham road , all the time I be cheatin , she be cryin She tell the truth, I be lyin Issa paintin , half a ticket Issa Kylie , might be Jenner, hol up Issa jet , issa check Issa savage , now she wet Issa Pyrex , I got crack Got a coolin system, issa Tec If your bitch spend the night, issa sex If your watch aint cost a hundred, it aint shit Issa X , its respect If she dont check em , issa next Issa slice , yes or not Only one body , issa squash Im out the gutter, dawg, nigga, Im real raw Nigga I got real hitters Issa gravedigger Nigga, Im real raw Issa babysitter Oh, thats a real kiddie? Nigga, thats a real stripper I see whiskers , he scared, issa pig Couldve been had em, talk to Rika instead Tremendous pool, issa livin room We tigers in the streets, bitch, tycoon Nigga, issa Patek, nigga, issa necklace Nigga, issa knife, came for a slice Better get right , nigga get diced Never tell the truth, issa lie Issa 21 , issa Jeff Issa profit, dawg , issa net I watched you go sell four million, issa stretch You gave somethin to the cops, issa sketch Issa drawin , issa foreign This look fun , that looks borin Girl, stop textin me so much, issa nnoying Issa bloody LaFerrari, issa fortune Issa duffle bag , issa Goyard Thats a pump fake , this a whole car Issa VVS , and its swimmin Im a gang banger , Im lieutenant Issa Thugger, issa lieutenant Boy with all the fuckery, issa menace Tell me your target, tell me your bargain Please dont scream, its an arson Issa Rolls Royce and its tinted Spent your bank account at the dentist Issa a Bentley , it aint rented Issa diss song, now they missin Issa brown bag, issa blue cash Issa coup thats fast, issa green Xan Issa moshpit, issa bandana Issa Taliban, Alexander McQueen Issa 40 , issa 30 Issa Dessy , yall not ready Issa nail polish , bitch, Im petty Issa ton of these , Six God heavy Issa YSL , issa PDE Thats my old ting , issa TBT Issa tax bracket , issa Stoney jacket World is mine now , its on Tony status Nigga, dont argue , nigga, you pardoned Nigga, gon harm you , nigga, we heartless And I got a Rari , and I got a Harley And I got Saint Laurent on my garments Issa 21, issa rat, issa pump, issa killer Issa pistol, iss dismissal, issa kiss, if we catch her, yes, we kissed her Iss dismissal, iss dismiss you, issa pistol, issa spillin Issa spillin, issa Im bigger, issa Issum killers, issum hitters, issa hit em with some missiles Issa , issa , issa fuck it, issa fuck em Issa fuck em, issa bust em, issa truck em, issa fuck em Issa buck em, issa just dont cuff em, 21 Issa, issa, issa, issa, issa Issa, issa... Issa Issa, issa, issa... Issa Issa, issa, issa... Issa Issa... slight problem, niggas poppin like some popcorn, nigga Hit your bitch with my socks on, nigga Issa, issa, issa knife, lil nigga Know some hitters out the 9th, lil nigga
Yeah, yeah Yeah FBG, YSL, know just whats brackin, yeah Told my story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah FBG, YSL, whats hannenin? Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, whats hannenin? Louis Vuitton bandana, bro, what hannenin? D4L, Stunna Man, say whats hannenin? Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shit You go outside, you better back it Oh, my right wrist a Ferrari Foreign breed, American, she call me papi Vroom, vroom, Hellcat, give it to the goons On that Earl Manigault, shootin it out the spoon Seen a prom queen smoke crack when I was lil Million dollars in cash like I sell drugs Gave my bitch a hundred racks, vacuum sealed up Vacuum sealed up FBG, YSL, know just whats brackin, yeah Told my story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah FBG, OVO, whats hannenin? Richard Mille, all year, whats hannenin? YSL bandana, man, whats hannenin? D4L, Stunna Man, man, whats hannenin? Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shit You go outside, you better back it Go to Palm Springs for a daytrip Freeband, Octobers Own, its the same shit Shawty keep on knockin back the shots, better pace this Woah, woah, banknotes, presidential faces Woah, woah, Bankhead, started seein spaceships, woah We just started fuckin, she impatient Now she want a butt lift, now she want some LASIK Just to see the bag clearer, that way she can chase it Ayy, ayy I remember grade six, I was up in Payless tryna get some Asics Now Im Niked down in a motherfuckin snake pit Now Im type of nigga give it out and I dont take shit I been in the cut for thirteen thousand months All that brr, you gon think we from Saudi Arabia Money counter brr , ayy My trap comin up the street, brr I ran a check up on my feet, brr Bentley talk, Bentley talk, brr Go ask your mama, Im a boss, brr I got oil, Im your daddy, brr I bought her a Rari , brr I eat calamari Ima let her park me FBG, YSL, know just whats brackin, yeah Told my story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah FBG, YSL, whats hannenin? Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, whats hannenin? Louis Vuitton bandana, bro, what hannenin? D4L, Stunna Man, say whats hannenin? Bowen Homes, you know, that shiesty shit You go outside, you better back it
Yeah! R.I.P. Dex Osama, Lil Snupe All the fallen soldiers Scooter, Truce When they killed my nigga Snupe, I seen my young nigga In the casket he aint even have no blood in him Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker Aint got no patience for these motherfuckin fuck niggas I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it But now they all bustin U-ies its gon cost em I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin Killed his only big brother and we lost him So Ima hold it down til we all win Weve been at the Clearport ballin I just want to see my niggas flossin Hundred bands everytime I walk in If you keep it trill youll get a blessing for it Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me My mama, she cant sleep, I come here early mornings But mama I got thirty in this dirty .40 Any weapon formed against me shall not prosper Used to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster Gotta watch my own homies on the roster Cause this the type of moneyll get your lined up And I cant trust nobody They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him They said that they would ride or die but aint nobody roll bout it Three felonies, aint graduate, no I am not your role model I hope the Lord got us When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape Man I mustve threw up everything I ever ate Man I know he got some dice at the Heaven gates Kicking shit with all these bitches like hes Kevin Gates Relax your mind and kick your feet way up Selling dog food tryna feed my pups Young rich nigga and Im built Ford Tough And Im going through stuff I dont feel no love I shake your body and you still wake up Taking Perkys, man I fill my cup The feds watching and they still might come, Im gone I wan see my brother with the Patek, not the static Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket Perkys got me focused, I done noticed all the damages I dont see no purpose, in the county eating sandwiches Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldnt balance it You cant question God, yeah, yeah, and then theres challenges Sipping on this Actavis, I swear, I gotta manage it SRT the challengers Make that work do acrobatic flip, accurate And Im leaning like a project banister Im a boss, I aint never need a manager Got rich, with thugs scandalous, ayy Fuck it, we ball, yeah All the soldiers we lost, yeah Fuck it, we ball-ooh-all For all the soldiers we lost Shawty on percocets in the bag Got a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag She just got a nose job and it wasnt that bad I was juggin round the city, I came back, ayy Fuck it, we ball Yeah, fuck it, we ball Tear down the mall, yeah Fuck it, we ball Tear down the mall, ayy
Ayy, fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties Slime Season, hey Get it, all my niggas, yeah, they with it Cause these pussy niggas hatin They trying to knock me off my pivot Im a boss, I call the shots I leave these pussy niggas missing And Im whipping like Im gifted You can catch me in the kitchen, hey I dont want no brown, I want a syrup bottle I put it down and then she started stalking Pop all the Perky, yeah, a halftime Lil mama pussy soaking, yeah, its bath time I put a nine inside a two-liter Ima send it right back because I know you need it Stop all that fake shit, I show all my people Shout out to rasta niggas, those my people I put down my strap and used these hands, they evil Tried to be loyal to these foreigns, but I am a cheater Got, got a lot of followers, a perfect leader I like it icy cause Im not a cheap one, yeah Babe make your booty roll I got a lot of hundreds, I wan see that tootsie roll I got a lot of partners, Falcons like Im Julio We done got drunk inside this bitch, Im Don Julio We tryna get wet from these bitches, so what you cruising for My family depend on me, thats who I do it for Of course I do it for my bitch and for my crew for sure I do it for my jeweler, my ice off a fucking boat You know the routine, lil bitch, Im private Lil bitch, Im hot , like Im a Taki I knock it out, pussy, just like Im Rocky I got a bunch of wings surrounding my body Get it, all my niggas, yeah, they with it Cause these pussy niggas hatin They trying to knock me off my pivot Im a boss, I call the shots I leave these pussy niggas missing And Im whipping like Im gifted You can catch me in the kitchen, hey I dont want no brown, I want a syrup bottle I put it down and then she started stalking Pop all the Perky, yeah, a halftime Lil mama pussy soaking, yeah, its bath time Okay, its bath time , just like a birdie I cop a foreign , I pull off skrrting Bitch, is you worth it? You make me nervous You rock them Chrome Hearts , you looking nerdy This aint no fish n grits , but this that fishscale I let little mama be, I keep her good and well Bitch, Im a OG , I dont play that tattletale By the time you just be out , Ima be done made bail I smoke that cookie dough, I drink that Actavis My life a video , Ima let you caption it Energizer Bunny , you see these carats, ho Im Rey Mysterio , my life on HBO They didnt want me for none Now they want to suck some, and fuck some YSL aint gon cuff em, we fucks em And then we go and do another one Yeah, we go and do another one, son I got my gun, you better run, run, run You know I got bread like a croissant, son I get em stuck up for a honey bun, yeah, yeah I put ice in all my watches, came in in Versace Perky, gas, molly, trappin, we got plenty options Her pussy water like its bath time, she wishy washy And she gon suck and fuck me even when the feds watching I dont fuck with broke niggas, nah, we cant relate I put water on that white bitch, I call her Ricki Lake Lil mama she lost in the sauce She needa get hit with the pause After I fuck her she run through the dawgs And then Im rejecting her calls I threw a pack over the gate to my niggas hind the wall R.I.P. Pistol, R.I.P. Mike, I pour out the lean for yall Remember the days I trapped out the bando I had a thousand dollars You the same nigga that said I wouldnt make it I put in a thousand hours , ayy Get it, all my niggas, yeah, they with it Cause these pussy niggas hatin They trying to knock me off my pivot Im a boss, I call the shots I leave these pussy niggas missing And Im whipping like Im gifted You can catch me in the kitchen, hey I dont want no brown, I want a syrup bottle I put it down and then she started stalking Pop all the Perky, yeah, a halftime Lil mama pussy soaking, yeah, its bath time Split this Perc with me, lil bitch, you know its halftime She wetter than an ocean, yeah, its bath time Little bitch gon bring me back some dollar signs And Ima let you ride her like a Pathfinder
So whats up with all that goddamn tough talk you had earlier on the phone, you know what Im saying? When you said you was gon goddamn do this and that to me when you saw me? Where all that at? Oh, I thought so You got high a level of confidence, you know what Im saying You said you gon fuck me to death when you see me You said that, you said that You said you gon do me the worst I remember you right when you said that You said you gon kiss from my neck to my chest To my navel and dick and nuts We talked about everything Then you know that we got us some making up I lick on that puss on a pill And I make her stand up like some bunny ears I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes And her soul go outta here She look at him like he roadkill and I turned round her life Like Im Dr. Phil Lets get freaky deeky round here Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh I want you to say now Say now , ooh, ooh, ooh I got the door unlocked And I know right now shed rather have my dick than a watch And Im not right about everything But I got a strong feeling shell take me a charge if we run into the narcs And Im seeing all your emotions, came a long way from roaches Unwrap the birds, get to rolling I aint never needed nothing brodie All four pockets, macaroni Rose-gold AP like a token Bought that bitch a mink, now she cozy Rather go to jail, I aint told em I get excited when I see you Id rather freeze up and get shy when I see you Im daydreaming and I’m steady just strappin our child in the rearview If you a cool one you a real one Lets go to Africa, to the Pilgrim You said you gon fuck me to death when you see me You said that, you said that You said you gon do me the worst I remember you right when you said that You said you gon kiss from my neck to my chest To my navel and dick and nuts We talked about everything Then you know that we got us some making up I lick on that puss on a pill And I make her stand up like some bunny ears I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes And her soul go outta here She look at him like he roadkill and I turned round her life Like Im Dr. Phil Lets get freaky deeky round here Wheezy Beatz Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now , ooh, ooh, ooh, ayy Wheezy Beatz Last week she told me we aint gon make it past this day We in my house, she wanted me to leave, but where am I gonna stay? She hid the keys in the attic, she even tried to hide my Patek Please stop being petty, I dont want no more spaghetti My side bitch in the driveway, yeah Waiting on you to leave, bae, yeah You gotta know, yeah, the time changed I dont know whats on your mind frame But I gotta go and gangbang The streets mine so I switch lanes You said I wont change You said I wont change I regret I put you up on game I regret I told your mama Life would change Yeah, out of all the cash, I put on her Out of all the bags, I put on her And I said I dont brag, I dont boast Since you popped the tags, I dont want em And my niggas they been placed the vote But you needed to get off the boat I cant blame it on me I said No Got her head so big it explode You said you gon fuck me to death when you see me You said that, you said that You said you gon do me the worst I remember you right when you said that You said you gon kiss from my neck to my chest To my navel and dick and nuts We talked about everything Then you know that we got us some making up I lick on that puss on a pill And I make her stand up like some bunny ears I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes And her soul go outta here She look at him like he roadkill and I turned round her life Like Im Dr. Phil Lets get freaky deeky round here Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now , ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah Lets make our last toast She gets the last gulp I got some Actavis yeah, I want the last dose I got a good cash flow But I dont want the fast dough Young Thugger got filthy rich, I came right out the rat-hole I smoked a whole leaf, Im drinking codeine I want some head anw knees I dont want no teeth I shouldve called off Im bout to OD In her mouth like a golf ball My two homies Back it up on me, I make her squirt on the couch, eww Private party, only broads here We pass forty caps, no beers Every diamond on me crystal clear Molly on me, baby, take it off of me CAT scan, white stuff on my jeans Hit it from the back, loosen up her spleen Say you mine, Ima take it off and raw dog You said you gon fuck me to death when you see me You said that, you said that You said you gon do me the worst I remember you right when you said that You said you gon kiss from my neck to my chest To my navel and dick and nuts We talked about everything Then you know that we got us some making up I lick on that puss on a pill And I make her stand up like some bunny ears I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes And her soul go outta here She look at him like he roadkill and I turned round her life Like Im Dr. Phil Lets get freaky deaky around here Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, hey, hey
Real hot girl shit Ah, ayy I got a stank ass walk and a reckless ass mouth And my shit so tight, when we fuck, my pussy talk I dont even say, Whats up?, I just tell him what I want Cause I got another nigga thats gon do it if he dont, ah Attitude bad, pussy too good When he say, Fuck me, I tell him, Fuck me good Chase these niggas? I wish I would Bad bitch like me? Hoes wish they could She a Casper to me, I need glasses to see In the mall with her daddy, she a bastard to me You aint fuckin him right, bitch, pass him to me Real niggas love me from the H to thе D Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shakе that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Patek just for the day She gotta go, roll the Ace of Spades She catch a cold when she rock the chains But let me see, Pinky and the Brain Our baby mamas aint the same She like, Baby daddy, ice my chain She bout to come and give me top like a crane You a bitch and a ho, but you gang, ayy Shake what your doctor gave ya And Ima ice your wrists like a player Doctor Miami add layers Now the ass is fat like an acre Come to the spot and we lay up And Ill cream that pussy like mayos Ever since I got my cake up I been runnin these bitches like the mayor Dont stop, hatchback Shakin that ass on Snapchat Off the script and shakin that ass What youll do for these rack, racks Where my thots at? I just freed this bitch like a bird, yeah Where my thots at? Let me hit it from the back, say, Slatt, Slatt Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm , work it, bitch Im gon blow him like AC Give me big head like IT Lick, lick, lick me til I scream Twist his tongue like I, I mean I mean my body so out of this world Change my at name to ASTROGIRL People say Im way too full of myself Youre right, and I aint even made it to dessert, ah Buffy, no Angel, star, no spangle Forty-inch weave by Kellon dont tangle Call my drug dealer boyfriend on Tango Use the Tajín when Im eatin a mango Yeah, I get jealous If you ate it real good, I cant help it Any bitch you fuckin with, you need to dead it Fore I come through and shit get hectic, ah Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch
I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell Ooh, I can tell, baby, I can tell You aint told no tales, you aint told no tales Yeah, gone out of your way, you know we can tell Yeah, I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell I can tell by the night tales and the dry spells All the wrong ones and the right things to stay away from And how we took off and how we on top And how we wont fall, how we going up Or how we came up, or how we came up It all started in the basement Was an attic but we called that shit the basement Bass used to break all my momma vases Unc shot my first 8 then nigga I probably wasnt eight then Always had the gas like I broke wind They said my way of making dollars never made sense Come take a dive, a waterfall in the deep end I can tell you bout the nights out in Fort Bend I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell Yeah, you aint told no tales, you dont—mhm I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell No, you dont tell, yeah-ah-ah Yeah, I can tell bout the night tales And all the dry wells, and all the long roads And all my ideas before the cornrows How we came up and how we came down Going donuts, coffee couldnt help now How we zoned out, made it out the wood now And what it do when they wanna be your friend now How to get it, how to live and get it in now How to go from scraping pockets, making his demand now I been impulsive, non-emotional, staying humble bout it Tilt the posture, sick, pass the bottle Five-o-four hot boys Minus the bad rap like Silkk the Shocker But Ima pull up the silk, to shock her with the silk Nigga, you know I been a rocker, dripping milk and knockers Take it up another notcher, take it up another notcher I top a, pop a pill, pop a seal to forget about ya Ill bumbaclot you, bumba—bumba—blocka shot ya Bling and bang, a bang a rapper Bangarang, I brought my money back Orangutan diamonds hangin on my neng-a-lang Bitches hanging on my dang-a-lang I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell Yeah, you got no tales, you aint—mhmm I can tell, baby , I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell I can tell, baby, I can tell No, you dont tell, yeah-ah-ah
Metro Boomin want some more Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more Metro Boomin want some m-o-o-o-o-ore-more Metro Boomin want some more Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more, nigga Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Look, look I fucked her then washed off my dick With the curtains inside of the Phantom If he standing next to Young Thugger I train them to kill for the camera You do not act grown when Im round You lil baby, you need you a Pamper Im one slimy motherfucker The devil ride my back like camels Im feelin like Malcolm in the Middle These bitches, they surround me, they cant miss him Im slimy, man, Ill wipe a nigga nose The next time wont be a roll of tissue A young nigga came a long way From standin on the corner with them pistols Hey, I bought her lot of MissMe jeans But I will never ever miss her Im chillin at the studio These bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat Im on the outskirt, chasin after green Smokin orange kush, feelin like a cantaloupe I fell in love with Hannah Montana All of her niggas dance at the cameras I fucked her cause I slimed out her brother Then I pulled off and left the bitch with the nana Oh, then the devil done caught my soul, huh Nigga, the devil done caught my soul, huh Hey, nigga, devil done caught my soul Nigga, the devil done caught my soul Soul, soul, soul, done caught my soul Ranned up my money My diamonds come wet like a fisherman I catch your lil bitch And I take her to shop up at Wish and shit Im ballin, I never foul out, start with the figure eight You pussy, you know you a cat I see your whiskers, you might Tigger it Room at the Intercontinental Room at the Intercontinental Metro Rollie icey, it aint December I wanna see all of the baddest bitches sprint With her friends dancing with the pole inside the middle Is it a parade? Get em, nigga! Babysitter, drink vanilla We are realer, hey Fuck your mama, fuck your sister , fuckin kill her, hey RO5 , caterpillar , rollin with em, hey Found my rhythm Now thats his ass, run and kick him, hey Hey I say the truth because shes the truth Nigga creepin in that coupe Doesnt fit the roof Talkin shit, make deaf people listen to it, hey Im bangin blood, I could never flu it Im bangin blood, I could never flu it Im bangin blood, I could never flu it I fucked her then washed off my dick With the curtains inside of the Phantom If he standing next to Young Thugger I train them to kill for the camera Im feelin like Malcolm in the Middle These bitches, they surround me, they cant miss him A young nigga came a long way From standin on the corner with them pistols I’m chillin at the studio These bitches wanna fuck on the banana boat Im on the outskirt, chasin after green Smokin orange kush Feelin like a cantaloupe Then I pulled off, and left the bitch with the nana Metro Boomin want some more Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more Metro Boomin want some m-o-o-o-o-ore, , more Metro Boomin want some more Metro Boomin wa-a-a-a-ant more , nigga Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Metro Rollie icy, it aint December I wanna see all of the baddest bitches sprint With her friends dancing with the pole inside the middle Is it a parade? Get em, nigga Get em, nigga Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Get em, nigga
Yeehaw Oh, oh-oh Oh Yeah, Im gonna take my horse to the old town road Im gonna ride til I cant no more Im gonna take my horse to the old town road Im gonna ride til I cant no more I got the horses in the back Horse tack is attached Hat is matte black Got the boots thats black to match Ridin on a horse, ha You can whip your Porsche I been in the valley You aint been up off that porch, now Cant nobody tell me nothin You cant tell me nothin Cant nobody tell me nothin You cant tell me nothin Maserati rowdy, got a V12 for my bride Foggy rocky road, got a three-wheeler inside All I wanna do is take a pill, catch a chill vibe Real prince, Im really the real don Ima take a horse to the South Berry Road I dont remember her name, but I painted on her nose Country money, I dont gotta do no chores Im a menace, I got women tryna sneak me through their doors Cant nobody tell me nothin You cant tell me Cant nobody tell me nothin You cant tell me, you cant tell me Hat down, cross town, livin like a rockstar Spent a lot of money on my brand new guitar Babys got a habit: diamond rings and Fendi sports bras Ridin down Rodeo in my Maserati sports car Hold up, let me tell yall somethin You cant tell me nothin Cant nobody tell me nothin You cant tell me nothin Hop up in my RZR, got a thousand acres Ride up on the cows with it, pray that it dont faze her Aye-o, aye-o, yippee-o ki-yay If you aint got no giddy up then giddy out my way Im gonna take my horse to the old town road Im gonna ride til I cant no more Im gonna take my horse to the old town road Im gonna ride til I cant no more Yeehaw
Wet-wet Jeffery, longside Wyclef Nigga, bet that Man, you can bet that And the girls love the Shotta boys with them big toys, yeah Anybody card, nigga, I got it now, now She was too wet-wet Swear to God I aint lyin, yeah Nigga, you cant do that, yeah Bet it all, bet it all She pulled up in a Benz truck Chanel it up, Chanel it up She peacock wit the colors Middle finger, stick it up If you aint never gave a fuck Get behind her, put it in her butt Then beat it up Wamp-wamp, she, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, oh, bet that Wamp-wamp, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, ayy Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, nigga, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, Ima get you wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she should bet that Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Lil mama should bet that Wet-wet, ayy, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Bet that, lil mama, wet-wet Bet that cause Im 75% that lil mama got some wet-wet Psh, its wet-wet now she squirt it on the bed Squirt on me and left a fuckin mess Uh, Im a vet but Im ready to settle down I dont wanna know whats next, oh It dont matter what I do tonight Cause Ima know you the best-best-best, yes Ima stand up like the cash talk to you baby You can rest I’ll let the bands walk to you baby Yeah fashion walk to you, ay 100 Xans crushed up, talk to you baby I aint never playin, you the main baby When I die, Ima leave somethin for you baby Got an anniversary planned baby Bet it all, bet it all She pulled up in a Benz truck Chanel it up, Chanel it up She peacock wit the colors Middle finger, stick it up If you aint never gave a fuck Get behind her, put it in her butt Then beat it up Wamp-wamp, she, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, oh, bet that Wamp-wamp, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, ayy Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, nigga, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, Ima get you wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she should bet that Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Lil mama should bet that Wet-wet, ayy, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Bet that, lil mama, wet-wet Jeffery, be easy After sex she gon wanna get married Seen many men on Maury Claimin the kid aint my baby But taste the cake, I gotta have her Shower to the big red sofa chair Play truth or dare Jumpin in the pool with no swimwear gear You keep me ware lookin like a peacock Everytime we press she be rooster Feelin like the big block time shift Number one Haitian, she in love with the voodoo sex Flippin on the mat yo Like olympians in Rio, oh Blast off like the rocket man, piano Scream so loud, dolphins hear the signal Bet it all, bet it all She pulled up in a Benz truck She nail it up, she nail it up She peacock wit the colors Middle finger, stick it up If you aint never gave a fuck Get behind her, put it in her butt Then beat it up Wamp-wamp, she, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, oh, bet that Wamp-wamp, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, ayy Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, nigga, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, Ima get you wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she should bet that Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Lil mama should bet that Wet-wet, ayy, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Bet that, lil mama, wet-wet Bet it up, yeah yeah, bet it up, yeah When I fuck it Ima fuckin fuck it up yeah I aint pillow talking, aint tryna get stuck with A fat bitch, fuck around and be your luck Good problem, you cant never and you stuck with it Girl I see you tryna inchy inchy up with me Long as you operate your own motherfucking business Ima make sure that you never go without, get it Fat bone that she feel on Good eyes, you cant do wrong Good feet looking unique Pockets fat like Monique Got a trophy with the Rollie Now she acting like she owe me, owe me Yeah, you dont ever ever owe me Good luck like a four leaf, four leaf Bet it all, bet it all She pulled up in a Benz truck Chanel it up, Chanel it up She peacock wit the colors Middle finger, stick it up If you aint never gave a fuck Get behind her, put it in her butt Then beat it up Wamp-wamp, she, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, oh, bet that Wamp-wamp, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, ayy Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Wamp-wamp, nigga, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, Ima get you wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she should bet that Wamp-wamp, lil mama, she wet-wet Lil mama should bet that Wet-wet, ayy, bet that Wamp-wamp, oh, wet-wet Bet that, lil mama, wet-wet
Yeah, yeah, yeah Talk to em, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah Thugger Thugger my brother Thugger Thugger my brother Hahaha, The Remedy Hah, Quan! We got London on da Track Rich Gang, nigga! Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex And I pull up on that lil nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy Where your heart at? Im gon pour that out like Moet And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy And these bitches know they fuckin and they suckin When they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy And she fuckin if I say so, plus she suckin if I say so And she love it if I say so And we fuck em, we dont pay em How the fuck Im gon buy if I dont pay em? Ima come a week later Ima spread that pussy out like a acre She on the cover of Fader And she say its my time like Flava Plus I aint never went fishin, but I bait em And Im livin like Flava Yeah, yeah Got the chopper with the Mac in the back with the stacks, nigga Pull up in a new car Long nose bout the flow, nigga, pull up out the door nigga Fuck and get a murder show Been a hunter and a gunna and a stunna, nigga Gettin money representin uptown Big Bs with a few Cs For the money itll be your own people on you: ACTION! Big mansion with the OV Backyard with the young nigga, lowkey Five stars, nigga, ball like a real G New cars, nigga, serve it like its 10 a key Got a mill in em bitches Fuckin niggas bitches, iced out, fully loaded 100 mill still flippin Check a nigga digits, make a young nigga gun blow Hot nigga, dont stop Big money nigga gon pop One stop, get yo life took Big money, bitches gon look Flashy classy For the money we dashing Fuck em, pass em How we did it outlast em BLATT! Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex And I pull up on that lil nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy Where your heart at? Im gon pour that out like Moet And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy And these bitches know they fuckin and they suckin When they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy And she fuckin if I say so, plus she suckin if I say so And she love it if I say so And we fuck em, we dont pay em How the fuck Im gon buy if I dont pay em? I’ma come a week later Ima spread that pussy out like a acre She on the cover of Fader And she say its my time like Flava Plus I aint never went fishin, but I bait em And Im livin like Flava Rich Homie! Tell the bitch Im comin over 3 AM So she better have her muthafuckin clothes off One of me, three of them And you know that Im a pimp Just booted up, I aint bout to doze off Lil nigga, you a shrimp walking with a limp I aint have to say a word the bitch took her clothes off Love shit to make me sleepy, love Xan, love percocet All these drugs got me thod off I love my bitch, I cant go without her Wanna give her my seed, no sunflower I got strong genes, my little boy look just like me I aint tryna be with you, woman, I one night ya Pulled up with that nigga bitch in the car Now her baby daddy wanna fight me That pump, man, make him jump, man You would think his ass was sponsored by Nike Im every little kids idol, got more verses than the Bible The lifestyle I live here priceless Pull up on yo ass like a diaper Grippin on my nuts like Michael I see shit before it happen like a psychic Get yo bitch, dont want that broke ho around me And me and Thug still on the run so fuck yo bounty I love my girl so much, that money, I let her count it Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex And I pull up on that lil nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy Where your heart at? Im gon pour that out like Moet And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy And these bitches know they fuckin and they suckin When they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy And she fuckin if I say so, plus she suckin if I say so And she love it if I say so And we fuck em, we dont pay em How the fuck Im gon buy if I dont pay em? Ima come a week later Ima spread that pussy out like a acre She on the cover of Fader And she say its my time like Flava Plus I aint never went fishin, but I bait em And Im livin like Flava Call yo bitch and tell her I need some mechanical Plus she make me stand up like a ruler, hey Even though I dont got all my strolls Ima pull up on lil mama with the doors off, hey Ima treat myself and buy myself a Rollie Then I walk into a party full of cougars, oh This just might be an interesting white-t Yeah nigga, this a crew cut Crew cut, mama say your crew cut On that GT, pop for me, ooh-wee And she come and let me ride like Uber Then I teach lil mama how to ride it smoother Baby girl, gimme clues, no blues, uh Parallel, I fuck her right by the Buddha Baby, all on my Insta, no -tution Hate leavin me when she go to school, uh Kendrick, look Ima dive in Got her ridin round with me, make a play Make her feel like I got ties in it And Im sorry I was seein your lady Fuck bitch, dont never try to play me Bruh, Im sorry I was feedin yo baby First time seen a real nigga make it Sittin at the top, Im bored, no neighbor Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex And I pull up on that lil nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy Where your heart at? Im gon pour that out like Moet And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy And these bitches know they fuckin and they suckin When they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy And she fuckin if I say so, plus she suckin if I say so And she love it if I say so And we fuck em, we dont pay em How the fuck Im gon buy if I dont pay em? Ima come a week later Ima spread that pussy out like a acre She on the cover of Fader And she say its my time like Flava Plus I aint never went fishin, but I bait em And Im livin like Flava Hahaha, The Remedy We got London on da Track
Sex me, dont caress me Im good, I dont wanna be your bestie She like, Wet me like a jet-ski Beat her to it, Ima do it if she let me, yeah Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah You cant be my wifey, youre just like me Sex me, dont caress me Im good, I dont wanna be your bestie She like, Wet me like a jet-ski Beat her to it, Ima do it if she let me, uh Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, uh You cant be my wifey, youre just like me Youre just like me, youre just like me No you cant be my wifey Be my nothing, youre just like me Ooh, yeah No you cant be my bestie, you cant be my wifey You cant be my nothing, youre just like me Tourin on the top of the world Blimp with your name on the top of the world Patek Philippe, you can spray it with the syrup Too true to the game to be fuckin the clerk Pull off, kick rocks, you can hear the Masi skrrt I seen Rihanna and told her, Make it work A Boogie was taught to murk off vert Pablo, politics get left on shirts Test me, well be wrestling I be coming from the top, big boss thing Met an East lil fine ting I be diggin in her drawers while in Boston And I told her to call me cause I heard you was a stalker, I like stalking Batter up, shawty bossy Take a hit, you gon end up in the nosebleed Sex me, dont caress me Im good, I dont wanna be your bestie She like, Wet me like a jet-ski Beat her to it, Ima do it if she let me, yeah Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah You cant be my wifey, youre just like me Sex me, dont caress me Im good, I dont wanna be your bestie She like, Wet me like a jet-ski Beat her to it, Ima do it if she let me, uh Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, uh You cant be my wifey, youre just like me Youre just like me Doin thotty things like its okay When youre talkin to me you say all the right things But if you dont mean it then dont say it Ooh, Gucci flip-flops with the right fragrance Ooh, we can switch spots, I am not famous But I got so much fuckin money, I cannot fake it And I got so much on my mind, I need a bae-cation I got money on my mind, wish I knew how to make it She keep playin with the dick when she knew how to taste it I got acres on my wrist but your neck is amazin And I dont wanna do you dirty, you know you my baby And I would tell you anything cause I know you wont say shit Half the niggas that I know is a thief or a gangster Yeah, I grew up around the block, it get hot and they spray shit I know I love you but dont stop me from gettin this paper Sex me, dont caress me Im good, I dont wanna be your bestie She like, Wet me like a jet-ski Beat her to it, Ima do it if she let me, yeah Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah You cant be my wifey, youre just like me Sex me, dont caress me Im good, I dont wanna be your bestie She like, Wet me like a jet-ski Beat her to it, Ima do it if she let me, uh Get flee in a white tee Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, uh You cant be my wifey, youre just like me
Yeah, yeah Nigga, what? Yeah, ayy, yeah I know all my whips are foreign, I know all your bitches borin I know I gained me some weight when I was tourin Fresh and clean like a newborn, I wet that bitch and then wet yours I ride that beat with no insurance Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, baby, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid You need to pull up on a kid You need to pull up a on kid Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, she bad, damn, she bad, yeah, she bad, yeah Michael Jackson , Freddy Jackson check my jacket, yeah Balmain jeans , extended tee, that my swag, yeah Bad bitch , know Im loaded, so they taxing, yeah Write it off , hold it Make her come back like she owe me , she know it I tapped on that ass and she turn around and show it, oh Lord Moved down to Miami now she think shes Zoeing They know her , they taught her, they showed her Fresh as a peppermint , grease em like sandwiches Almost couldnt handle it , I dont establish it Popping these Xannies, these Perkies, Im dranking that lean, and Im smoking that good Told that lil bitch I want to see her topless just like a hood Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, baby, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid You need to pull up on a kid You need to pull up a on kid Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah OG, yeah, yeah, yeah Woo, green, green Ha, slatt, yeah, yeah Clean, clean, Yak Im back where I motherfucking left at Minor setback for a major fuckin comeback Rap the fucking show, rock and roll, this a death trap Playing with my slimes, you wont make it out the exit Mr. Brazy Ho Mrs. Brazy Ho Anybody get it Eenie-meenie-mo Im the same nigga used to pull up on the mail truck If you ask me, it feel good Pull up on a kid , pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid , pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid, baby, pull up on a kid Pull up on a kid You need to pull up on a kid You need to pull up a on kid Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You said no interest Said you found a better climax You said hes swagged out , you leave Its like a shot to the back Through the nose of a barrel For you dont want to go But leave, like its nothing You said no interest, said you found a better climax You said hes swagged out, you leave Its like a shot to the back Through the nose of a barrel For you dont want to go But leave, like its nothing I just be watching my words You say whatever the fuck I think I take what I get And say whatever they love This might hurt for days Now I cant find my way Sike, know Im just playin Onto the next like Im okay Ayy, this a pimpin cant you tell? She like, No I cant what the hell? I done put little baby in a spell Came out new hair, new nails She take my heart then drive back One, two, three, four, five, damn Deletin pictures on the Gram You forgot who I am From the frontseats to the nosebleeds Thats for actin like you dont know me Damn, my new bitch, she a trophy And she love me for the old me Yeah, the cold me, yeah, the old me She the homie, cop her a rollie You said no interest Said you found a better climax You said hes swagged out , you leave Its like a shot to the back Through the nose of a barrel For you dont want to go But leave, like its nothing Hu-uh, hu-uh, she r-i-i-ide She wanna ride, ooh-oh-oh My shawty better than that Cant complain about nothin How the fuck am I ever gon go turn myself in? Gotta stack up on the Seroquel Bitch its pimpin cant you tell? This is pimpin, cant you tell? This shit look fishy, I dont wanna see Emergency, Im tryna go to sleep Money cut down a load of trees Sauvage Dior, this aint no Creed My dog got a deal, he back on the street This bitch is so real, she as bad as can be I had bitches around they was backstabbing me I went straight to the racks like a hemi in me Good energy, I invest in my queen I can ride on this hoe like a new 12 speed My bitch, bad, tragedy Bitch, bad, tragedy You said no interest Said you found a better climax You said hes swagged out , you leave Its like a shot to the back Through the nose of a barrel For you dont want to go But leave, like its nothing You said no interest Said you found a better climax You said hes swagged out , you leave Its like a shot to the back Through the nose of a barrel For you dont want to go But leave, like its nothing Im in London, got my beat from London
Yeah, ever gon see, yeah Ever gon see, yeah, I promise! Ever gon see, yeah, I promise! I Ayy, man get your mutherfuckin hands away from my syrup man Livin life bro, Im happy Baby, you know that I might be The realest lil nigga you ever gon see Baby, you know that I might be The trillest lil nigga that you wanna be Baby, you know that I might be The richest lil nigga you ever could treat And you know that I might just Scoop that lil bitch up off of her feet All of these niggas they know that they fallin And everyone wanna be me All of these bitches dont wanna be cheated on But all these bitches wan cheat All of these bitches wanna be the new wifey But all of these bitches be cheatin All of these rappers I swear they watering down And Im the chlorine, ah Feed me, feed me These pussy niggas tighter than a wedgie, weegee I live life like a sniper, they cant see me, see me Her heart like an old diaper, I cant leave it, leave it Im drinkin on this motherfuckin mud Okay my fuckin back pocket is fat like a butt I swear Ima blood, I can never be your cuz You can roger that like my motherfuckin buzz Mmm, bubbler hey hey Ill bippoty-bop, then stick it and fade I keep some coke and the rocks on me everyday I got a bitch with a yacht thats sittin in the bay Come here tempt me if you wan go on a date Ill make bail within the first 48 Ill give her the stick She gon get a clip, bigger than a porn star dick And I need new casting, for a porn star clip Baby, you know that I might be The realest lil nigga you ever gon see Baby, you know that I might be The trillest lil nigga that you wanna be Baby, you know that I might be The richest lil nigga you ever could treat And you know that I might just Scoop that lil bitch up off of her feet All of these niggas they know that they fallin And everyone wanna be me All of these bitches dont wanna be cheated on But all these bitches wan cheat All of these bitches wanna be the new wifey But all of these bitches be cheatin All of these rappers I swear they watering down And Im the chlorine, ah Chlorine on the... Thats called breathin, thats how you let that bitch breathe fool Okay you know all my diamonds got no flaws Momma move to 85 north, not 85 south I think these hoes piranhas, excluding my baby momma I take care my daddy momma by pullin up with them bundles If I aint treat you good little baby just know its karma You did my nigga wrong, I know it, it was last summer Lyin to me, tellin me Im the bomb like Osama I wish I could spend 50 bands on tour for grandmama Ill crack that nigga head with a bottle I could never call, not a fed, not a cop Niggas sit on the bench and I said do yall YSL scream fuck the rest cause we got right now Niggas asked me Am I sure?, and the Bentley said Yeah That little bitch ask for a purse and you know I said Yeah She gon act just like a clerk when them feds in there She might act like she know Bird when them players in there, Yeah Baby, you know that I might be The realest lil nigga you ever gon see Baby, you know that I might be The trillest lil nigga that you wanna be Baby, you know that I might be The richest lil nigga you ever could treat And you know that I might just Scoop that lil bitch up off of her feet All of these niggas they know that they fallin And everyone wanna be me All of these bitches dont wanna be cheated on But all these bitches wan cheat All of these bitches wanna be the new wifey But all of these bitches be cheatin All of these rappers I swear they watering down And Im the chlorine, ah Chlorine on the bitch Yeah Im bout to clean some motherfuckers, fool I got on flue but you know Im still drippin You know what Im sayin oh Oh ah oh ah
Pull up with a stick, I pull up with a stick Ill pull up with a pink toe, Im whippin, she suckin this dick I put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that Im rich We was used to pullin kick doors Ive been gettin it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head Bein a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I aint scared I put Prada on my collar cause she proud of what I said Im a leader, I got em followin my footsteps like the feds I shoot like Im Montana, chopper bullets make em shed, uh Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin red, uh Bitch, Im from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up My bro on a steamin stove, cookin crack like grits Got this vibe on her tippy toes, strokin her in a pent LA live, Im stayin at the Loews with this Hollywood bitch Got a nine and a snubnose , cant wait to let it hit Pull up with a stick, Ill pull up with a stick Ill pull up with a pink toe, Im whippin, she suckin this dick Ill put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that Im rich We was used to pullin kick doors, you could still call it a lick You broke and cant be fixed , went to Neimans and spent a nick How you poor? That dont make sense , I made a whole mile off an inch I had ninety-nine problems, I just scratched your ho off the list Got some millions and went and solved em, now my neck cost a quarter brick Ive been gettin it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head Bein a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I aint scared I put Prada on my collar cause she proud of what I said Im a leader, I got em followin my footsteps like the feds I shoot like Im Montana, chopper bullets make em shed, uh Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin red, uh Bitch, Im from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up Bestie, bestie, I just hit my friend Told her Catch me , Catch me , Ima lick her skin She so precious, precious, might not fuck again She too messy, messy, but hittin, no flexin Rose gold ornaments Dropped the two tint, car came with no tint You dont gotta use the door, you can hop in front of tip Bond 9 in the vent, think bout dyin and get spent I got two Bs on my boxers and a thottie in the bed I know niggas ran up a milli, still didnt tell 12 shit I got skeletons in my closets , and they scared of me and shit Maison Margielas under the bed screamin, Rock me, kid I put water on my head, then she got seasick Couple opps played dead , and they still got hit I done bent lil mamas spine but that still aint my kid Only reason I answer my line , is cause she drink my spit Ive been gettin it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head Bein a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I aint scared I put Prada on my collar cause she proud of what I said Im a leader, I got em followin my footsteps like the feds I shoot like Im Montana, chopper bullets make em shed, uh Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin red, uh Bitch, Im from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, uh Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge
Aimin at a date, aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate, mmh Aimin at a date, aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate, mmh Aimin at a date, aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate, mmh Aimin at a date, aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate Shit, me, Gunna, and Wheezy, thats a three-headed snake I bought me a Benz, it came with a shank I fuck on your friends, I fuck on your bae Every time I pretend, it came with a bait I was in a Royce, I was seeing space Bouta fuck a bitch brain, my Benz late Bitch, you aint my sensei You could use my nut to cleanse your face Bitch, drink my nut like E&J I was fucked up broke, had to reinstate Look and see Im straight Me, Sex, and Wave got birthday cake Gang keep an AK These niggas play games like arcade Pull up in a Porsche See youre unloyal, had to part ways I drip on my dawgs stage I brought this shit down at the Barclays I fucked her at Ross place I ran it up, fillin my dawgs safe Cashed out on some dark Yes You niggas was taught to follow the way I blocked a thot today Stop blowing up my number and stalkin my page I got a thot, uh, I got a thot, hey If I leave the spot, I go to the yacht, hey New Gucci stocks, cover her twat, hey Givenchy socks, dress up the spot, hey Jeepers creepers, the gators got measles, shit I fucked up the bank, bought a rose gold shank, yeah No realer than this Dunk with the assist, we hit us a lick Slime in that bitch I went and got rich, my necklace glist Two hundred a fist One hundred my bitch, Im real as it get Talkin that shit, I hope you kissed and hugged all your kids They hit up my mans They caught him down bad, I want some revenge I ran up them Ms Need cash in my bank or pull up in a Brinks Me, Gunna, and Wheezy, thats a three-headed snake Me, Gunna, and Wheezy, thats a three-headed snake We done made a few Ms and Im straight Got me a mil, it fit my plate Shit, the teeth on plastic plate Just cause I listen dont mean I debate, uh I dont got no time to be late I done missed a few mils, got some buried in the lake Hey, constantly dodging the grave The world is a cage, the Planet of Apes Gotta keep the family straight We know what it takes, the slimiest snakes, uh I done ran up a whole mil Im chubby, but shit, my pockets in shape, uh Got racks all inside the safe If I run out of space, stay booked out of state Top off the Benz, the one with no space Its drivin itself, hit the gas and the brakes I had her bent inside of the Wraith Besides the tint, the curtain in the way I had to sprint all way to the end I lost some old friends, couldnt keep up the pace Copped the new Lam and put it on land These fuck niggas mad, I see it in they face The jet that Im on, its sponsored by Wraith Im dodging the rain and Im dodging the hate I dont need a pass cause Im not in school You playin, you gon be another cold case My diamonds gon dance, they come and enhance My dick in her hand, I bet it get ate I spent sixty bands on one of my cases The paperwork in, my co-D is safe YSL, we the guys We murder him and his tribe I show you around like I Spy This city is mine til I die, ah Patek the rock, ah Soon up, we shoot at your spot, ah Perfectly aim for the top, ah Fuckin your ho til she tired, yeah Yeah, just look at these rocks, uh Lil mama got top, its wet as a mop, whoa I creep in the spot Its knock knock zoom, he on the way out Got too many vibes She feelin my brother, we swiggity-swap Keep sendin him Dots Im gon free my cousin, I wont let him rot You sent me a dyke I fucked her so good, I got her back right Its locked, and she got shark jaws But I never want the key to the heart, nah She say my music art And love it when Im rappin with a guitar We really came from the A My shit flowin, havin plenty of bars Me, Gunna, and Wheezy, thats a three-headed snake Me, Gunna, and Wheezy, thats a three-headed snake We done made a few Ms and Im straight Got me a mil, it fit my plate Shit, the teeth on plastic plate Just cause I listen dont mean I debate, uh I dont got no time to be late I done missed a few mils, got some buried in the lake Hey, constantly dodging the grave The world is a cage, the Planet of Apes Gotta keep the family straight We know what it takes, the slimiest snakes, uh I done ran up a whole mil Im chubby, but shit, my pockets in shape, uh Got racks all inside the safe If I run out of space, stay booked out of state Aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate, mmh Aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate (Aimin at a date, aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate, mmh Aimin at a date, aimin at a Wraith, aimin at a gate)
Yeah, I got you boo Together forever, man any problem that you got, bitch I got it too Together forever, man any problem that you got, bitch I got it too Wheezy beats Ill cock it back, Im ready to fire that chrome, hey I was out the country, aint know what time Im on I was tryna get the devil out of my charms I was thankin God, I was thankin Allah Im on I spend more money on security than I make Just to be safe Just to be safe, dawg I spend more money on security than I make Just to be safe, dawg Gotta make it home Hop out the Bent and into the coupe Fuzz hit my family, they switchin it up It aint nothin I could do My trust is fucked up I ride with that wooly, I pour my own juice Just in case a nigga look on me, and try run up on me Ima fuck with the cougars Elliantte gon flood me, man fuck it Im stuntin on you I hope you lay down and remember that I was just gunnin for you They told me that I was gon end up like MC Hammer Cause everything I get, I try to invest it in you You too and you too In the daytime a nigga havin nightmares I wonder if he answerin every one of my prayers Hate to say it but I go broke bout anyone of my peers You aint gon never change this shit Yea, Im bustin down, yeah Every single mothafucker round me wrist just gon bust down, bust down Aint gon get no second chance, you crossed me I dont give a fuck about you Yea, Ima give up on you Yea, Ima hit the clutch bout you Ima throw it up by ya, yea, you better have luck by ya Cant nobody ever beat the triple cross I got snake in my veins, snake in my drawls I got snake on my attire, snake inside my wounds I put snakes around your eyes and, man, you gon move Ill cock it back, Im ready to fire that chrome, hey I was out the country, aint know what time Im on I was tryna get the devil out of my charms I was thankin God, I was thankin Allah Im on I spend more money on security than I make Just to be safe Just to be safe, dawg I spend more money on security than I make Just to be safe, dawg Gotta make it home And I just wanna make it back to my kiddies And I just wanna sit back and count these digits Dont plan on lettin nobody take their place I pay more money to security than I make And its crazy but its safe I get to run around in peace everyday I know my niggas go monkey like Bathing Ape I tried to tell you, but you had to learn late I was just holdin you down and you didnt stay down like you posed to I had you rollin around in that Bentley Mulsanne and the Rolls too I had you glossin on all of these bitches just like you was posed to I got you latest Chanel, and the latest Fendi, and the Gucci too I told you, I love you forever Im never gon change, Im not stoppin, boo I told you, I was gonna keep your lil bank account full And your pocket too I start at your ear, Ima lick it, then fuck around and end at the bottom, boo Together forever, man Any problem that you got, bitch, I got it too Ill cock it back, Im ready to fire that chrome, hey I was out the country, aint know what time Im on I was tryna get the devil out of my charms I was thankin God, I was thankin Allah Im on I spend more money on security than I make Just to be safe Just to be safe, dawg I spend more money on security than I make Just to be safe, dawg Gotta make it home
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 Im swaggin, committed Young Skooly, ayy, hold it Them booties, they callin I fuck em, I duck em Hah, Im swaggin Young Thugger, Im bleedin Young nigga make it rain for no reason Hah, hah, hah 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 Im beasting, neck glacial 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 calls Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah , yeah-yeah Yeah , yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah That AP, that Rollie ‘iantte Do you see me? 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 Shawtys something to do But Im doing two And Ima do her too Got rich, got rich Woo! Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah Okay, Im rollin, Im rollin, Im rollin We jetpack that new Jeep, you know that its stolen I had to move on, right, that old shit annoyin I been had the fame now, she work at the door an I pull up, I cash out, you know that, I do I nail that, I film that, she hate that, its true Im in that, Im missing, she feeling a way Some prometh, some tanyl, some things I, can take Whats happenin, whats boppin, whats brackin, you know We pull up, we throw sets, we chuck it, then go We flamers, we flamed up, the side out, kick doors Im in that, she winnin, aint gettin out windows Im poppin a Xan now, Im Percin, dont vert If I show your ass, perk out your shirt With two Xans, you go now, lets wave it, lets go On one-two, on one-two, you know what to do Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Wont you come around, yeah Diamonds in my town, uh Bad guys in my town, yeah That right theres my dime, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah X, it takes my pain Ive been inside and jumping Rat-tat, lose your brain Paint that bitch right through your brain, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah I got 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 Difference between me and him is he gon run from you And Im nev gonna run, Ima gun at you Hunnid K for the teeth got some gum on you Cause my wife is too bad, she the bomb on you Baby, suck that dick until it cum on you Ima suck that pussy, put some nut on you She gon drawdown with me, got you runnin, too And just for that, I might put a son in you Put that thirty piece right in my bomber, too Quarter milli Chanel, and she stuntin, too
Thugger, ayy I roll me one, smoke to the face I roll me one, smoke to the face, ayy Roll up a blunt and Ima face it, yeah, yeah King Slime Hey They politickin bout these cases Hey, ooh-ayy I told her roll me up a blunt and Ima face it Ayy Troublemaker, man, Ive been shootin out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas been tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and they dont play with that She been suckin dick way before a nigga made it, yeah Pass me the motherfuckin lighter Lil mama overseas, Ima Skype her Nigga checkin out the squad, tryna bite us But my hand is way different, got the Midas Ayy, do a dream with me Ayy, do some things with me Bae, drink your lean with me Bae falled asleep with me Aint falled asleep, we drive Jeopardize your life or mines Let me fuck one more time And Ill help you write your rhymes Its extremely fake They politickin bout these cases Hey, ooh-ayy I told her roll me up a blunt and Ima face it Ayy Troublemaker, man, Ive been shootin out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas been tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and they dont play with that She been suckin dick way before a nigga made it, yeah, yeah Band, band, band Right outta the plan, plan, plan Ill pop at your man, man, man Ill do what I can on a Xan Yes, Im geeked up like an astronaut Im off the Earth Im way in the moon Kickin shit without a broom My mama cant lose Ima keep her in a fresh car and Im good on them shoes Ima keep her so froze up, yeah, Ima keep her in some jewels Ima goon head and nut in my bitch Ima gon and give her juice She did two times now, I done told her that was rude They dont wanna see you win Nah, they want you always to lose They gon always want you be stuck with them Theyll never wish you good luck on them And theyll never wish bad luck either And I dont know what the fuck to think either Got a foreign car like a white beatle Tcch, actin like she like people Knowin they dont give two fucks if theyre still here Theyll leave her This politician is so fake They politickin bout these cases Hey, ooh-ayy I told her roll me up a blunt and Ima face it Ayy Troublemaker, man, Ive been shootin out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas been tryna trap out of the vacant, yeah Patek Phillipe, they got my wrist and they dont play with that She been suckin dick way before a nigga made it, yeah, yeah Got off my ass and I got tired of waitin Mama said, You gonna make it, you gotta be patient Came out the hood, trap out the spot where they vacant Now we flyin different places, fuckin bitches, all different races I did this shit that they thought I wouldnt do and I made it I was so down bad and so fucked up, couldnt make over eighty I lost some friends, that was so fucked up And I know that they hate me Thugger, he gave me a chance and I had to take it used to trap on the block with the 380 Now when I pull up, they gotta pay me I came from nothing, born in the eighties These niggas actors like Patrick Swayze I gotta get it, I cant be lazy Didnt have a dime so my mama crazy Ran up a sack with Thugger, baby Man, this shit so amazing Yeah, new Patek Phillipe Cost a hundred bands, man Clear, with nothing on it Then I went and seen Elliott and iced that motherfucker out, you dig? Thats on Big Duck, thats on all 6, know Im sayin? I got like a hundred-seventy, hundred-eighty thousand dollar watch, bro And it glow up, um, gleen— green at night And when the sun hit it on the plane You understand what Im sayin? Yeah, I used to do this shit to maintain Til my—til I started usin fourteen percent of my brain And that left me with five stars worth of stains, you dig? Thugger
Wheezy outta here Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo Ooh-woo, I done fucked her crew Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin I done did the jackin, now Im full rappin I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch Had to wear the dress cause I had a stick You know where the bag at, tell me where it is I came from rags to riches, Im the shit I can no longer disguise it, bitch, cause Im rich I got cars galore, lil bitch, cause Im rich I escaped every one of the licks cause I was supposed to be rich I dont care nothin bout no cop, Im tellin you just how it is Put it in a Uber, send it to a shooter Ask me how they do it, kickin shit, Ryu, Ken Put it in a cab, send it to a Arab Hit em with the MAC now, now his whole body scabbed Cash on delivery G.O.A.T. talk of the century No time for gibberish, all the critics hearin this All the bitches lipstick, and her pussy slippery I can call a troop, go by the name of Duke Kidnap a kangaroo, I can send a moose Niggas stole a chain, but I aint worried, fool Ima keep on spinnin til they tell me who Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo Ooh-woo, I done fucked her crew Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin I done did the jackin, now Im full rappin I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch Had to wear the dress cause I had a stick You know where the bag at, tell me where it is I came from rags to riches, Im the shit I can no longer disguise it, bitch, cause Im rich I got cars galore, lil bitch, cause Im rich I escaped every one of the licks cause I was supposed to be rich I dont care nothin bout no cop, Im tellin you just how it is I dont gotta throw you shit like Kaepernick, nah I got seven bitches with me, Kaepernick Yeah, R.I.P. Nipsey, I can tell you how to get rich I can tell you how to die or how to live in this bitch I can tell you how to talk the most impeccable shit I can show you how to walk like you got decimals, bitch Show you how I can get the top from all the top ten bitches I got white Adderalls and I have amoxicillin I got lights on, baby, I got moths in this bitch No fly zone, caught you like youre Moss in this bitch Growin tycoon and I took some losses, you bitch Im a boss, but I dont like to take a loss in this bitch Such a player but I cake and cuddle all of my bitches I got layers, I got millions, I got all type of buildings Fuck around and air the pussy nigga out like linen Last nigga tried me almost got popped in Lenox Ask the cops, ask the detectives, they know all the business Ask the cops and the detectives, all the jurisdictions Ask the kids at school who ambition all the missions Gave the lawyer close to two mil, he handle all the killings I dont know and I dont wanna know who flaged Bentleys I dont know whats goin with bro, I think they all spillin We dont speak bout shit on wax, its all mob business We known to kill the biggest cats of all kitties Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo Ooh-woo, I done fucked her crew Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin I done did the jackin, now Im full rappin I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch Had to wear the dress cause I had a stick You know where the bag at, tell me where it is I came from rags to riches, Im the shit I can no longer disguise it, bitch, cause Im rich I got cars galore, lil bitch, cause Im rich I escaped every one of the licks cause I was supposed to be rich I dont care nothin bout no cop, Im tellin you just how it is
High end, yeah You know what we doin On the set Slatt, set, gang, set Im on a high end Im bout to fly in Hop in a Cayenne I was just glidin I just be stylin Im on a high end Im on a fly end We bout to fly in Jump in the Cayenne Jump in the Cayenne Ran out of molly Gotta go find it Snatch up a thotty In a big body Dripset Wu-Tang We like Shaolin Whats the total? Whats the lick read? Rockin Balenci Whippin up big Bs Whats the total? Whats the lick read? Plain Jane watch, Richard Mille, yeah Richard Mille cost me bout an Aston-Martin Left my Tesla sittin at the house on the charge I just met the owners of Chanel and Dior Dor Cause they say Im spendin too much money in the stores Pluto Haha Everything high-end I whip the Masi I pop a half a Perc Make a deposit I am not from the Earth Stay on my fly shit Im flyin private On my Dubai shit On a Ducati, stuntin on em All of you niggas my little homies Heres some knowledge for you Stop tryna wife a thot bitch All the vampires know that we dont go to sleep We stay up all night, pop me two or three, pill exotic type Everything high-end, you see the stars And my Richard Mille cost more than your car Everything high-end Everything high-end And you fake, nigga Should retire And you fuckniggas Should get fired up Dont fuck with fed niggas They be wired up Pluto Everything high-end Uh, uh, phew-phew I wanna bargain Bout to hit Cali I want an X pill I want a Molly Ima get seasick From these diamonds Is locked in I would climb in Peep out the Climax Put the dubs in knapsacks Put some ice on a basic bitch Put the hundreds in gem clips, yeah Freaky in my car Maybach seat massage Backseat turn to a vault Security outside like a guard Securin my spot, Im a dog Securin the sky like a star Uh, Im a big B like a wasp Cant come to me, Im the boss, hold on 400 racks on my car, hold on Got a old mink on the floor King Tut gotta say its old Spend a milli at a store Tat my ribs like King Tuts Caught my first body, I was a man from there Nigga tried to take my mind, I left his ass in there Then hopped inside the Jag, I did the dash, you know that I aint gon stay on no scene, Ill let my lawyer handle that Everything high-end I see it, its mine then I like it, I bought it Im wet up like faucets Catch up to not get We dont let bygones be bygones
Get it I think she ready for a kiddy She told me she gon make me miss her She let me wet her whole lil ceiling My dick like crack so yeah, Im dealing She gotta love him, Peter Griffin Nut on the front of her head like Im Eddie Griffin I make it count, Im a star and she can make a wish Im going down with her hard til Im addicted Where the fuck you going, girl? I miss you I wanna bang like a pistol I wanna bang like a Crip do Im banging red like suu whoo, ooh Brand new Rollie Im living sporty Flood you with gold like a trophy She still the bomb, call her lotus Hey, racks keep me up without Folgers Im up, Im up I might hit em with them bucks just in case he got luck This a Crime Mob lifestyle nigga, knuck if you buck Just cause Im in New York with a puck Dont mean you wont get stuck up, up Ayy, I might just tell this ho my secrets First I like them red like a demon A purse, every time lil momma catch me cheating Starburst, I wont eat it unless she creamy I think she ready for a kiddy She told me she gon make me miss her She let me wet her whole lil ceiling My dick like crack so yeah, Im dealing She gotta love him, Peter Griffin Nut on the front of her head like Im Eddie Griffin I make it count, Im a star and she can make a wish Im going down with her hard till Im addicted I done completed my little mission I put something in your stomach next to your kidney I want nothing to do with none of these lil bitches I want something to do with everything and Im willing To go to church and ask God there for forgiveness For everything and tell that preacher that Im gon remember Him bringing you in my life and thats on my children Fuck all them other hoes talking, they Wendy Williams Now your wrist got ice like December I pour out the paint like Mutumbo Im a fucking lion like Simba And, yeah, my girl ballin like Kendra I think she ready for a kiddy She told me she gon make me miss her She let me wear her whole lil ceiling My dick like crack so yeah, Im dealing She gotta love him, Peter Griffin Nut on the front of her head like Im Eddie Griffin I make it count, Im a star and she can make a wish Im going down with her hard till Im addicted
Man, fuck all yall Everything I do is for us only Only us, none of yall other niggas Its on God Ayy, ayy, Im drippin again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends Im not a Migo, bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me dont spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you dont got no wins You should grab something white and just throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil... dont got class, yeah, we call it truancy I aint had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent I poured a four from the clouds down And my head floating in bliss Im on the phone with big bro now He told me keep Benz on the race Until you see it like this, I promise man youd never think it exists Straight out a jet to the crib, Im quick with the switch Man we never miss, okay Bout to turn up in the club, man, back the fuck up We aint takin no pictures See all the wings in the front, its us We had to triple the digits See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man We had to grant all they wishes Casamigos got me spinnin But I want some spendin some out wit some dealers Lets go Im rocking Dior Sauvage Im higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand Im watchin these women Moneys the reason Im sinning Moneys the reason I gotta take Ritalin You niggas dont care bout women Just shut the fuck up, yeah Im taking care plenty I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner Got the same name as the butler But more money than Ashley and her mother Got a backwood full of sherbert, Im bout to smoke like a murder Ayy, ayy, Im dripping again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends Im not a Migo, bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me dont spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you dont got no wins You should grab something white and just throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil... dont got class, yeah, we call it truancy I aint had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose She tryna act like she perfect I see all the masks that you leave on the surface She made me write all my verses in cursive She need all them purses at Hermès Thats like 25 racks and we always on a roll Man, we always working, lets go Ay, let me pour up some Act, got some brand new graffiti Its going down my back I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl you can pick Rocking Giuseppe Zanottis a night I spent half a million designer on kits I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby girl you can pick I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express Im in London, got my beat from London
Woo Spider, SEX Yeah, yeah Yeah , yeah Yeah , yeah Yeah , yeah The price I want for a show, you gon need three promoters I got the body from Jim Ellis, but I had switched the motor I got these bad ass bitches riding round this bitch and they all the coldest I just told her make a store run I just bought all the Trojans , yeah I told her stay out my mentions I told her stop telling everything she seen and told hеr, Meet me at the Ritz I got baguеttes in the back of my ring and I wasnt even tryna hit I told her she gotta run through the team before she can talk to the lick Lamb chop, I just pulled up in some food I told lil mama, Tie all my shoes Showed her two million cash, now she woozy Twenty watches and Im still snoozin I had came up out the trenches, then I had beat a few bodies like Boosie She said, You murk em, I show you my coochie I had to sing to this bitch like lil Toosii Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Bitch got a Backwood on her nightstand, she must be fuckin with Gunna I fuck with slatts and we come to eat rats and I came with some fuckin piranhas All this Biscotti I got in my Wood, need somebody grow me a tree Came out the hood, now my trunk got a hood, now I crank up the car with no keys Beat it, she for the street-neet-neets Only once, she got hit at the spinini I feel a lil rich this week, to influence my family to not be cheap I tote an FN on me, call Neechie-Neech, it’s a Glock he keep Duke Rollin 60s, he locked in Cs We roll in that coupe with the bucket seats Got out that mud like a football cleat I used to trap out of that four-door Jeep Call up the plug and he know what I need Stay on her knees so we hardly speak Im in New York counting shmoney Aint the stuntman, but Im stuntin Wunna, these vibes wanna love me Not wifey, and no lovey-dovey Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Bitch had an Act stain on her jeans, I know she fucking with Thugger I fuck with slatts and we come to eat rats, and I came with some fuckin piranhas
Just a typical day in New York, you know what Im sayin Im high as fuck, yeah Diamonds on me Dropped out of school and bought myself a chain I mustve taught myself a million things Im out the trap, I can sell anything I wish I would allow myself to hear that sold dream I pray my daughter never ever experience no train I told her Colgate, baby, you gotta keep your teeth straight Yeah, bae, Im flexing, ex textin Brand new Rari, Smith and Wesson Made myself a balla, want my credit, yuh Speaking of credit, bailiff owe me, I got credit, yuh Vrrrm, V12, yall aint ready at all Trapping Bs, Im like hurry up and buy Extra Draco for my pops, cause his birthday 4th of July Im so busy its making me feel like Im in and out my kids lives Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Oooh New coupe, new shoes Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Red bottoms, Im kicking shit, Im flossing on you fools Cameltoe big, I see the print inside her suit Rose gold my jewelry up, and Im in and out it too Fuck em by the two and let them travel with a few All this fuckin money got me switchin out my boo Im livin right and I aint ever read a book Chanel vintage, you can put it on the books The way I whip that pot, they charging me with cruelty, ayy Yeah, dont try to stop me, dont you try to knock me You see me got these crackers in the backpack You gotta forgive my heart, I dont mean to stunt like that Red bottoms on, Im at Met Gala Aint playin, yeah, I want every problem Two thousand dollars for the newest snake collar Vintage swagger , head dollar Rock clean , Balmains Vintage swag , New Celines Hands dirty , watch me turn em clean Lil shawty hot , kerosene Ima kill by any means, favorite sound ching-ching I spray her face with my genes, Ima turn up with my team New condo on 17th I turn none to something AP match my jeans , Converse is McQueen Patek for my queen , gambling for these coins Mattress in front of the swing , private jet living Im on go like beam , new bag with no strings I put ice in my cup, indoor pool, no chlorine Dropped out of school and bought myself a chain I mustve taught myself a million things Im out the trap I can sell anything I wish I would allow myself to hear that sold dream I pray my daughter never ever experience no train I told her Colgate baby you gotta keep your teeth straight Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, New coupe, new shoes Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Red bottoms, Im kicking shit, Im flossing on you fools Cameltoe big, I see the print inside her suit Rose gold my jewelry up, and Im in and out it too Fuck em by the two and let them travel with a few
.454, I pull up on niggas, I tell em lets get it Niggas they talkin on Twitter, you niggas you know you gon get it Benjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100 Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred Im still in the hood, I got me a check and I dont want no Nikes Bitches, they suckin, and fuckin, they do everything except bite it I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous Spent 20 racks for my brothers appeal and I aint talkin no Vicodin Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces Lil bitch you know Im the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we bout to start up a riot I aint got no pussy all week, Im on that bitch, suck my dick diet Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Teresea, Im tired of lookin bae, Im into you, your rear Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Aint nothin special man, I sold it all yester Pull in Phipps Plaza in a motherfuckin Tesla Aint no pressure when you got a little extra Put them beams on your face, have em lookin like freckles Dammit man, I do not know Tar but Im having Xans My bitch pussy wet like its wetting rain This bitch clap on me while I clap at mans, woah Got Balenciagas I aint even wore yet Half a pound of gas I aint smoke yet Traphouse filled up with Ziploc Use to get my living room suite from Big Lots In a strip club with some flip-flops Thought its the time, baby its not Got a lotta windows on my crib, nigga Bout to put that motherfucker in a tint shop Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Teresea, Im tired of lookin bae, Im into you, your rear Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser Who killed little boy, who killed little boy? Rat infested hallways, no escape, no escape From misery, no way out from that hell Im bout to give these niggas what they ask for I used to have to argue with my land lord Yea, my nickname is Tity Boi Bitch gotta have at least a handful All my cribs came with a damn pool Used to stash work in my camel Young 65 with the handle If you dont watch Atlanta then you need to turn the channel See I pull up in this bitch in a Phantom Front grill looking like its dancin Put some stacks on your head little boy Yeah they bout to call you the grandson Pussy nigga gonna need a tampon Put rifle bullets in a handgun Keep a bankroll on me, nigga By the time I eat some bacon I got bands on All my cars I done put rims on em I done touched down, no end zone All that bitch do is run her mouth, nigga On the right but that bitch got a Sprint phone Man she got about 100 acres Enough yard for me to put a couple Benzs on And I just pop me a perc I might fuck that bitch with my Timbs on
Yeah, -tata -trip Forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever Forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever Forever, forever ever baby Would you love me forever ever, baby? Would you fuck me forever ever, baby? Are you gon kiss me forever ever, baby? Top floor, I was in the nosebleed Like I just dropped diamonds, Im flushing None of these niggas can smoke me easy Tour bus, smoking on that musty Ayy, know I been in love for a while You gon make me fall in love for a while Hopping out the SLS for a while Baby girl got me so obsessed for a while, babe You gon really have to hold me fuckin down, babe Cause I aint with the fuckery, that playing round, babe Unless we playing in the sheets, baby, mad leg Forever ever in them cheeks, baby, mad cake Forever ever getting cheese, baby, mad cake Yeah, getting mad cake Yeah, getting cheese, getting mad cake Dick down, baby, bustin on your whole face AP, had to go and ice the whole face Yeah, nigga fresher than some Colgate Hanging with some big gorillas and they go ape Talk down, pussy nigga be a cold case Yeah, cause Im forever a thug, ever a thug Baby, Im forever in love, ever in love Make me feel better with love When I said I love you, bitch, I said it with love Yeah, Im forever a thug, ever a thug Baby, Im forever in love, forever in love Make me feel better with love When I said I love you, bitch, I said it with love, yeah Im watching the highs get hypnotized We Bonnie and Clyde but except the shots Speaking of shots, I got Silkk The Shocker mindset, bitch Dinosaur Actavis bottles, yeah, T-Rex shit This moneyll change your friends, but your girl love it But believing a bitch is a sin so I dont go for that Pimp church talk, bitch, I can make this work walk Im a gangster, you a cop, nigga, bad luck Forever, forever ever baby Would you love me forever ever, baby? Would you fuck me forever ever, baby? Are you gon kiss me forever ever, baby? Top floor, I was in the nosebleed Like I just dropped diamonds, Im flushing None of these niggas can smoke me easy Tour bus, smoking on that musty I need the racks, the cheddar, forever ever I need them bands, them bands, forever ever Why you playin with this ice now, forever ever Oh no, no, no, Ima never let her He dont love you like he should, I can love you better Oh, he dont fuck you like he should, I can fuck you better Pull the Porsche out the lot, put the brakes on the pedal Just know that this drip lasts forever Just know that this drip lasts forever Just know that this drip lasts forever Just know that this drip lasts forever Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Forever, forever, forever, forever, forever Forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever Forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever, forever
I just let lil mama suck me up, girl Is you tryna cry in a Rolls Royce or the bus‚ girl? I jumped off the porch and went straight up‚ girl You can leave your town and head to another world What the move? Im tired of eyein you Im tired of spyin on you Til the pain mines too I made it rain on you When it was hard to maintain too I was playin games with you Like you could never play games too, woah You just gotta tell me what you want Louis Vuitton, diamonds‚ keep calm All you do is point at what you want Crystal cut pointers in the charm, cmon Thirty-five dollars for a duff Nigga tryna buy the cash cost Percy Miller, brazy with the woes Thirty-five dollars for a duff You make it twerk for me You get a purse from me Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin You get a verse for free I make her worship me Copy it in bursts for me Turn to a P-I-M-P‚ I make her work for me You dont want the bag, oh no, no, no I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin at my shows, mmh I make her shut up, she fuckin, she suckin at my shows, ayy Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, wont trip My jeans is so tight they dont fit Still walk around with a stick on my hip VVS diamonds right behind my lip Dont walk with less than fifty on my wrist Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick Raf Simons, mix it up with the Rick Flexin on these haters who sent me my bad Made it from the soil, made it from the Rex Richer than your first, richer than your last LUV, know I got swag Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan I groove around, party pack my hand Im seeing double lookin through my lens Tell me what you want, I just want your friend You just gotta tell me what you want Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm All you do is point at what you want Crystal cut pointers in the charm, cmon Thirty-five dollars for a duff Nigga tryna buy the cash cost Percy Miller, brazy with the woes Thirty-five dollars for a duff You make it twerk for me You get a purse from me Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin You get a verse for free I make her worship me Copy it in bursts for me Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me You dont want the bag, oh no, no, no I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin at my shows, mmh I make her shut up, she fuckin, she suckin at my shows, ayy Diamonds, they drip down my wrist Lets get it, fuck all the skits, woo Left wrist sittin on a brick Bitch have it locked like a pick Fittz Park, came for the shit Grab a AK for the wrist Gorilla, rockin Bape on a bitch Potential court case on a bitch We livin state to state on a bitch We never ever play with the bitch Do everything the same on a bitch We known to pick the brains of a bitch I throw the big Bs on a bitch I got a few Cs on a bitch Im in another league on a bitch My diamond bout to ski on a bitch Whats the move? Im tired of eyein you I was tired of spyin on you Til the pain mines too Make it rain on you It was hard to maintain too, ooh I was playin games with you Like you couldnt play games too, hey, okay You just gotta tell me what you want Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm All you do is point at what you want Crystal cut pointers in the charm, cmon Thirty-five dollars for a duff Nigga tryna buy the cash cost Percy Miller, brazy with the woes Thirty-five dollars for a duff You make it twerk for me You get a purse from me Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin You get a verse for free I make her worship me Copy it in bursts for me Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me You dont want the bag, oh no, no, no I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose I make her shut up then suck it, she fuckin at my shows, mmh I make her shut up, she fuckin, she suckin at my shows, ayy
So I just came out the booth to God damn, to hear this, to hear this shit right here. And my niggas, nigga just, nigga just said, bruh I just told them the same shit. That nigga say he just told these girls that, he knew what I was bout to say. Thats crazy, cray-cray, I dig though, you know what Im sayin? With a golden shovel, with a iced out AP, plus a Rollie bezel on another level I say bitch what is you thinkin, we Arthur Blankin’ Big checks on me and I got ranking, Im steady ranking Better stop listenin to these hoes fore you start shrinkin I know Im a blood, Im a gang banger I know aint a bitch but Im still singin Motherfuck the rest, they aint really bangin I got the real hitters with me and they dangerous You cant find em on no camera but they no namin Washing powder, bae, Im tired, Ive been up all night Me and bae Bonnie Clyde, everything we do right Love her vibe, love her vibe, she make me feel so nice She 100, the first day we met, she let me fuck all night Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, work Do the work, baby, do the work Tonight, baby, do the work, baby, do the work Tonight I wanna chill so you gotta do the work If you want it, you gotta earn it You gotta earn it, you gotta earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn it If you want it bae you gotta earn it Alright, earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn it, ayy I can tell that you want it baby, I can tell that you need it I can tell that you suckin, fuckin, I can tell you a demon I can tell you a Victoria, baby, I can keep your secret Ima show you how to win without cheatin, Ima show you how to beat it Drop top in a hotbox with a big tall demon Ima let you defeat me, Ima lead you to victory Like, shoutout to Stevie, but these niggas not seein me Im a big dinosaur, B, and these niggas not bein me Ayy, Im scared to trust you, Im scared youll trick me I done drive by in a armored car but theyre still trynna hit me Put 60,000 on my mama ring and it aint even come out of Tiffanys I can tell you how to get the money but you just gotta listen to me Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, work Do the work, baby, do the work Tonight, baby, do the work, baby, do the work Tonight I wanna chill so you gotta do the work If you want it, you gotta earn it You gotta earn it, you gotta earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn it If you want it bae you gotta earn it Alright, earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn it, ayy I picked my diamonds out a honey tree I done made a couple millions off of BET I got gangster bitch that ride and they gon clap for me I just signed a deal with Kevin, baby clap for me Kevin without hundreds on me Jeep truck when I pull up on em Peep that with my little homies I see all these little clonies I see you lookin homie Apple Watch with them boogers on it Turn you down, upside, right baby girl like Im cookin on ya I got 70,000 for my last 30 shows I done spend a half a million for my family though I think its time to take my homies thes ride on a boat Show them a good time cause I know they’ll do that for me, oh Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, work Tonight baby, gotta work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work You gotta work, work, work, work, you gotta work If you want it bae, you gotta earn it You gotta earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn it-ayy If you wanna earn it Yeah, you gotta earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earn-earnit, ayy Build a bridge, you better not burn it, ayy Better be the number one concerned one, ayy I got big dogs and they German, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Dataset Card for "huggingartists/young-thug"

Dataset Summary

The Lyrics dataset parsed from Genius. This dataset is designed to generate lyrics with HuggingArtists. Model is available here.

Supported Tasks and Leaderboards

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Languages

en

How to use

How to load this dataset directly with the datasets library:

from datasets import load_dataset

dataset = load_dataset("huggingartists/young-thug")

Dataset Structure

An example of 'train' looks as follows.

This example was too long and was cropped:

{
    "text": "Look, I was gonna go easy on you\nNot to hurt your feelings\nBut I'm only going to get this one chance\nSomething's wrong, I can feel it..."
}

Data Fields

The data fields are the same among all splits.

  • text: a string feature.

Data Splits

train validation test
1656 - -

'Train' can be easily divided into 'train' & 'validation' & 'test' with few lines of code:

from datasets import load_dataset, Dataset, DatasetDict
import numpy as np

datasets = load_dataset("huggingartists/young-thug")

train_percentage = 0.9
validation_percentage = 0.07
test_percentage = 0.03

train, validation, test = np.split(datasets['train']['text'], [int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*train_percentage), int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*(train_percentage + validation_percentage))])

datasets = DatasetDict(
    {
        'train': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(train)}),
        'validation': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(validation)}),
        'test': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(test)})
    }
)

Dataset Creation

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Source Data

Initial Data Collection and Normalization

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Who are the source language producers?

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Annotations

Annotation process

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Considerations for Using the Data

Social Impact of Dataset

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Discussion of Biases

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Other Known Limitations

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Additional Information

Dataset Curators

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Licensing Information

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Citation Information

@InProceedings{huggingartists,
    author={Aleksey Korshuk}
    year=2021
}

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