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Ayy We got London On Da Track Ayy Rose gold Rolex, who you are They dont know, who you are Vroom, adiós, I steer a foreign car, ho Shawty mine, finesse her right out her barcode She get clean like Windex when she want to She can read a niggas texts when she want to No tats up on your shirt, shell never want you Hop out the Benz coupe Fuck me, suck me L-O-V-E, do you love me? In the tubby, poppin bubbly Smokin musty, I love me Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me Fall deep in love, love, love with me Baby girl come suck me and fuck me Drankin bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged Tell em who you are Dont you know who we are? These women know who we are Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar Actin like you dont know who we are, but you do I know you know who she was Twerk it, babe, real slow-motion, slow Roll slow, roll slow-motion Lick your body while I give you a massage Aint talkin Nicki, Im bout to have a Ménage à... Trois, on my face, all day Hold up, got a K, bout to spray Hold up, bust in her hair, Milky Way Hold up, kick shit, Johnny Cage, yeah Hold up, she the bomb like a damn grenade Hold up, light skate, intake Turnt, outta state, in state Burnt out bitch, stop, ayy You need, yeah, lessons, watch, bae You thinkin, yeah, Im broke, you need to, awake A hundred, racks, three, a week Say no to freaks, I count it, like geeks Its mounted, with Ts I aint gotta remind these hoes They know who we are Do you know who we are? These women know who we are Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar Actin like you dont know who we are, but you do I know you know who she was Twerk it, babe, real slow-motion Money green like camouflage STD, Im takin over your ward Homegirl fine, body smooth and all Planned on havin more kids than God, damn I turned up her closet, now she look like a Barbie Now my drinks are clean, I fill em up with that oil Bumped my self esteem and now I think Im adored Let me in the door or else Ill come through the walls I havent lied in days, for you Treatin myself like I got AIDS for you I aint fuck none of these lil girls like I got AIDS for you, ayy I got nine lives, Ill blaze for you Ill set it down in days for you Shawty pubics, shaved Her eyes hazel, too Rose gold Rolex, who you are They dont know, who you are Vroom, adiós, I steer a foreign car, ho Shawty mine, finesse her right out her barcode She get clean like Windex when she want to She can read a niggas texts when she want to No tats up on your shirt, shell never want you Hop out the Benz coupe Fuck me, suck me L-O-V-E, do you love me? In the tubby, poppin bubbly Smokin musty, I love me Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me Fall deep in love, love, love with me Baby girl come suck me and fuck me Drankin bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged

I done told all of these bitches I dont not no want no more kisses I done told all of my niggas They better get up and go get it I done told all of these bitches and niggas Its my indecision And I want them racks and I dont care who go get it Feel like Im in too deep Dont fall in love with the fishes Do not get drowned in the water I dont wanna call her no more Cause my niggas think Im gone spoil her I cant fall in love with the fishes Young nigga I think I did it Im in way too deep with the digits Falling in love with the Benjis So deep in the game I might drown I play with the fishes, no flounder I sip on the Actavis, it keep me grounded I was missing one thing but I found it You niggas aint shit You wanna see a nigga fall But I stand tall Locked up behind the wall Making county calls Remember the time when my teacher said I wouldnt make it? Im hungry, I know that the M & Ms coming, I taste it I done told all of these bitches I dont not no want no more kisses I done told all of my niggas They better get up and go get it I done told all of these bitches and niggas Its my indecision And I want them racks and I dont care who go get it Feel like Im in too deep Dont fall in love with the fishes Do not get drowned in the water I dont wanna call her no more Cause my niggas think Im gone spoil her I cant fall in love with the fishes Young nigga I think I did it Im in way too deep with the digits Falling in love with the Benjis Too many little bitty bitches And I know that she gone whip me something She making profit in the kitchens Me and Quan We gotta run Too many hoes in the studio I hit lil mama wit the switcheroo Now she ride us like a rodeo Aww man They wanna boot up on that Molly, San-Tan So we gave em a whole gram She didnt wanna pop it She told me she wanted to lick it off my hand Damn Young nigga in way too deep with her Switcheroo yo ho let me hit her Aint ate in a week, I need 3 dinners 3 piece, thick thighs no miss, winner Im in too deep like Omar epps Where Nia Long at? Keep calling my phone ion want dis bitch You can have yo ho back Deep in some water Fuck yo fish Im finna throw it back Lame ass nigga gone go for that Pistols showing, you know Im strapped Im in too deep And I aint talkin bout water baby I met you at the trap house I aint have to take yo order baby I done told all of these bitches I dont not no want no more kisses I done told all of my niggas They better get up and go get it I done told all of these bitches and niggas Its my indecision And I want them racks and I dont care who go get it Feel like Im in too deep

Wizard of Oz Uni-uni-unicorn Unicorn Yeah Gave that Philippe to that lil bitty bitch and I made her a monster I can’t address all the issues Im dealin with, I’m goin bonkers You not meetin up to my criteria, Im not responsive We done kidnapped your girl on the low and she been goin bonkers I had apartments filled up with the work, you can go ask Tonya I spent twenty Gs just on one purse, I’m gettin at that llama I came straight from that motherfuckin dirt, but then I had conquered this I’m on that purp like a unicorn after I came from The Dungeon We can do yachts or we can do jets whenever we luncheon We doin three at a time, no lie, this life is a bungee I was damn near out my mind, a nigga wouldnt front me I had to go and get on my grind, that broke shit haunt me I got em comin in all different kinds, flyin out the country Filled up a Glock with nothin but that lead and go get some money When in Jamaica, I was sippin on red with my Venezuelan I went and jumped in the pool out the bed with some Saudi Arabians I got em comin in fresh out the boat, they lovin the caterings We came up piss poor, I had to Tom Brady it I got some bags just sittin out in England but I aint savin it She got that Boston, Massachusetts, Ima Mercedes it She gon and sellin it, prostitution, but I aint hatin it I got the models comin by the fews, I hope you relatin it After I made her tie my shoes, I made her my favorite Everything we did exclusive, aint no way fakin it Fifty million on one play, thats how we be makin it And I came up out the red clay, it aint no debatin it And I got diamonds in the face, you can feel the a-radiance And I got some fine shit on the way, I think she Israelian Last year, we bought an AK, every single day, we did All this shit, take to your grave, a nigga aint sayin shit Dot 40 knock down an elephant if he a maniac Nigga gon squeeze and load out the clip and open one more at that Gave that Philippe to that lil bitty bitch and I made her a monster I cant address all the issues Im dealin with, Im goin bonkers You not meetin up to my criteria, Im not responsive We done kidnapped your girl on the low and she been goin bonkers I had apartments filled up with the work, you can go ask Tonya I spent twenty Gs just on one purse, Im gettin at that llama I came straight from that mothafuckin dirt, but then I had conquered this Im on that purp like a unicorn after I came from The Dungeon Millions on millions on millions, I been goin brazy since came out the dungeon I put the stick in his head and it came out the guts and it came out the stomach I put this dick in her pussy, then I fucked this bitch, beat it up, ba-da-bum, bitch I chopped the top automatically, inside is orange, Ive been callin it pumpkin New Lamborghini a Urus, it came in all orange, it look like a pumpkin Im feelin just like a wizard, I went got a million, I came out the dungeon When I get back to the ghetto I serve you like petrol, I been on that fuck shit Hop in that Porsche, push the pedal, you not on my level, get served for the L-O, L-O I make it rain like Im Pedro Tacos and equal dinero Im takin care of her stilettos All of her hair and her clothes I met this girl and I told her to sit on my sack, let me play with her buns I met this girl out the ghetto, then I cant compare her to none of you runts Right on the jet out to LA, we smokin Gelato, but I want some Runtz 454 on the freeway, it feel like my C-Day, I got me two sluts I put some ice in the Patek, new Richard Mille, Im at the top like an attic Hot like a skillet, fuckin on one of the baddest, carat inside of her titty Gave that Philippe to that lil bitty bitch and I made her a monster I cant address all the issues Im dealin with, Im goin bonkers You not meetin up to my criteria, Im not responsive We done kidnapped your girl on the low and she been goin bonkers I had apartments filled up with the work, you can go ask Tonya I spent twenty Gs just on one purse, Im gettin at that llama I came straight from that mothafuckin dirt, but then I had conquered this Im on that purp like a unicorn after I came from The Dungeon Sex

Yeah, how the fuck a nigga gon try tell me? Bout the motherfucking ice that Im rocking Bout these motherfucking bitches that Im fucking And sucking and putting them in a bucket, then Beat that pussy up like its the twelveth round Up in niggas towns with my Zoe Pounds I dont go around since it come around Wet diamonds in my mouth, if I kiss her she drown If I leave a nigga white t-shirt red, itll be a peppermint or a baseball, nigga I know they sick and tired of hearing bout my jewelry But if it fall on the ground, yeah, you might just slip and fall, nigga She a shark, she like a jaws nigga Your bitch says she wants a tall nigga You are one midget you too small, nigga She suck my dick and rub my balls, nigga Big money over here, man Still active, dont let me show all my skills, man Yeah, my jeans they blue dolphin not no SEALs man I run up money, run up gold like a pilgrim Nigga, how the hell you gon tell me whats mine? I remember on the block I was serving them dimes, yeah How the hell you gon tell me whats mine? If them boys didnt have no dope, I was selling you mine, hey How the hell you gon tell me whats mine? Little nigga, gon and tell me whats all on your mind, yeah All on your mind, yeah Nigga, big bands on my mind, nigga Nigga, catch these ones like the swine, nigga Nigga, you be cuffing with no ties, nigga Twin dimes and they mine, fold em like a pork rind I know bloods that rock burgundy, no wine Told that nigga best believe Ima stay for real In the back of the car screaming, YSL, hold it down Yeah, hold it down til he come back off on an appeal Thats the real deal Ima eat that pussy down, then Ima roll up some kush straight out the fields I told her straight to her face if she dont do it, I know someone that will You know the deal I dont want to drink no lean with these niggas if its not double sealed And thats the real Nigga, big B, balling, no budget And my car is rare like a mullet Ive seen this bitch from up the stairs, she aint ugly Bitches bome up to my room and they get slutty Bitches ball me Jeff and the F stand for fuckin One more time for my jewelry, yes, its flooded Take that dick up out her coochie, then I butt it All these niggas with me Blooded like we cutted Nigga, how the hell you gon tell me whats mine? I remember on the block I was serving them dimes, yeah How the hell you gon tell me whats mine? If them boys didnt have no dope, I was selling you mine, hey How the hell you gon tell me whats mine? Little nigga, gon and tell me whats all on your mind, yeah All on your mind, yeah

Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds Diamonds come up to her throat  I aint never fuck her, Im the Pope I aint never told, no-no Yall niggas tamper with the soap Yall niggas stealin my swag Wishin you had my clothes Yall niggas round here sad, uh Goin out bad bout a ho Tippin a stripper, thats love Turned to a killer, yeah, slug Money done gained my trust Cartier lens dont crust Shawty done built this nuts Nigga kept playin, they spilled like mud I was just drinkin, oh Lord Im just on my drugs Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds I let the convertible work She wanna suck on me because Im a surfer She tappin, she wanted the Birk She wanted the clown and she wanted the purse Pop up, pop a wheelie, I got Can-Ams, I got slingshots I got fully loaded choppers, national FNs and glizzies I done put her in a condo, penthouse, now its gon get litty I dont play round with these freaky She know me, Im tryna get busy , yeah I go Kimbo Slice and fucked her til she sleep sleep Shawty just want her series up, she dont wan get over me Bentley truck lyin on spokes Every day she tell me Im the G.O.A.T. Shed never lie to the G.O.A.T. Shed never let up on hoes Diamonds come up to her throat I aint never fuck her, Im the Pope I aint never told, no-no Yall niggas tamper with the soap Yall niggas stealin my swag Wishin you had my clothes Yall niggas round here sad, uh Goin out bad bout a ho Tippin a stripper, thats love Turned to a killer, yeah, slug Money done gained my trust Cartier lens dont crust Shawty done built this nuts Nigga kept playin, they spilled like mud I was just drinkin, oh Lord Im just on my drugs Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds This Louis V checkerboard shirt I ordered the vert, pull up with Lil Vert I, I gave her a Perc Then next thing I notice, her pussy can squirt Kicked the thot out the spot, Im so petty Elliot got my neck full of rocks, shit feel heavy Told her to put my dope in her crotch, she was ready Smokin weed on Fairfax, at No Name eatin spaghetti My lil dawg , bust your brain, keep him with me Adderall , mary jane keepin me geeked This freaky girl , keep on askin me for the D Neck full of pearls , and both my wrists look like Fiji I got water , Patek water Plain Cartier , too much water Cut shape pears , flood your daughter Look at that glare , swim in this water Look at that Rolls truck , lookin like MARTA Look at the bird , look at that charter Look at the guards , out on the yard Gettin the pack in for us , so we wont starve Diamonds come up to her throat I aint never fuck her, Im the Pope I aint never told, no-no Yall niggas tamper with the soap Yall niggas stealin my swag Wishin you had my clothes Yall niggas round here sad, uh Goin out bad bout a ho Tippin a stripper, thats love Turned to a killer, yeah, slug Money done gained my trust Cartier lens dont crust Shawty done built this nuts Nigga kept playin, they spilled like mud I was just drinkin, oh Lord Im just on my drugs Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds Diamonds

Ayy Drank, take a lil sip of that Act Flood all my bitches in that Im in the projects without Pat My jewelry leave em blind like bats Diamonds for her in the back Hit that lil bitch from the back, she stacked Ask me like how I do that? Pop a lil Xan and relax About my racks, you get whacked If he got racks, he get taxed Five, four, three, two, one, attack Bitch, all of my whoadies hit that Pussy nigga, they some rats He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch But all my bitches they brats Pop a lil Perky, relax These niggas up to something Hey, she need to fuck or something Ima wake up for somethin I fell in love with nothin Bitches, they do it for me Stuck on me, gluin somethin Patrick Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, save me All my bitches get it, never lazy All my pockets full like they pregnant Yall niggas still hatin Dice in the middle Ima shoot it with precise in the building Fuck that bitch because she likin my rhythm White on her head, I got lice in the buildin Lil mama ready, she Tyson, go get her I cant complain, I got ice in my bezel Im not racist, I got white in my Bentley Caught a rabbit, it was ice all up in it Hell yeah Call me mister mister Porsche Pockets swole with no abortion I sleep soft, Im never snorin Talk to bitches when Im borin Your money little like a Yorkie I open your head up with a forty I think Im gettin back to the old me Yeah, Im gettin back to the old me Hey, these niggas up to something Hey, these niggas forfeit on us, ayy Drank take a lil sip of that Act Flood all my bitches in that Im in the projects without Pat My jewelry leave em blind like bats Diamonds for her in the back Hit that lil bitch from the back, she stacked Ask me like how I do that? Pop a lil Xan and relax About my racks, you get whacked If he got racks, he get taxed Five, four, three, two, one, attack Bitch, all of my whoadies hit that Pussy nigga, they some rats He swung on my pockets, they fat, no catch But all my bitches they brats Pop a lil Perky, relax These niggas up to something (Hmm... Yell ah, ah, ayy Eah) Hey, she need to fuck or something

56 hundred for the Cartier YSL shit, know Im sayin? Me and Lil Duke Ayy lil boo, who are you? I put it down for my people Ready to die for my people We multiply with the people Have a shootout for my people We gon take lives for these people We gon fly high like an eagle I sold them hunnas and eagles I know that bitch and mistreat em Beat up that pussy, no nerve in it Bitch say she straight like a perm in it Bentley Spur with the curtain missin Bentley Spur with the curtain missin Pussy clean, aint no germs in it My pocket, it look like a book with the worm in it I woke up, I prayed and Im hustlin I roll up, I pull up with shorty I pour up a four of the muddy I pour up a four of the muddy I lean, I lean on my luggage Got Aquafina, its nothin I fucked that bitch while in London I beat that bitch like Im London I put in work for my people You say you not broke, but me either Man Im gettin so fly like a seagull And Im ready to die for my people Bitch Im a Zoe, not a zebra I cook up the dope and no ether Old school, it sound like a beeper We not gon let you mistreat em Bitch Im the shit, fuck a toilet If you cant stand him then seat him Run up a check and Im glory Farrakhan, me, Im a leader I was just smokin on doja Fuck niggas trick em and treat em Pour up a four in a 40 We drop a four in a liter I pour up a four while he cook up the blow I just fucked your hoe, pussy nigga you know I just got the blow and it came off the boat Got racks inside my skinny jeans and they pokin No hokey, no pokey, fuck nigga youre broke as shit I heard that you tote it, I heard that you wrote it I heard that they pay you to watchin your focus I put it down for my people Ready to die for my people We multiply with the people Have a shootout for my people We gon take lives for these people We gon fly high like an eagle I sold them hunnas and eagles I know that bitch and mistreat em Beat up that pussy, no nerve in it Bitch, I shoot straight like a perm in it Bentley Spur with the curtain missin Bentley Spur with the curtain missin Pussy clean, aint no germs in it My pocket, it look like a book with the worm in it Lil Duke rollin 60 Thot bitch, she crippin Play with me, he trippin They find your ass missin We live life relentless Pull up to shows in them Bentleys Choppa go right for your kidneys Ill prolly be fuckin your mistress I swear this one hell of a feelin I swear this one hell of a livin I drink on the Act all day I got a hell of a kidney I swear to God these niggas know they aint scarin me YSL, Im bangin that til they bury me These niggas fake and theyre fairies, theyre tellin me We some young veterans dodgin the federal, settled I whip up that white like she work, Im the chef I know a few niggas just waitin on my death Bitch Im Sudan, I got planes on my steps Yall bitches, you know we in here Got bitches on bitches, you know we in here Yeah, we make it snow in the VIP Gats on our hips and we totin in here Racks in my pocket, they know what it is I put it down for my people Ready to die for my people We multiply with the people Have a shootout for my people We gon take lives for these people We gon fly high like an eagle I sold them hunnas and eagles I know that bitch and mistreat em Beat up that pussy, no nerve in it Bitch say she straight like a perm in it Bentley Spur with the curtain missin Bentley Spur with the curtain missin Pussy clean, aint no germs in it My pocket, it look like a book with the worm in it

Yeah I stay up fightin my demons , I dont got no one to lean on Im busy puttin my team on, hitters pull up with the beamer I put that girl in a P1 , she make a mess, then she clean up She call her friend, her name Tina, I turn that shit to a threesome, yeah Fuck with my name, could be fatal , none of my niggas is stable They turned a crown to a halo , they rode through the town like its Halo But dont make a move til I say so , drop a few hits, then I lay low Ever since I been single My side chick wanna be main chick, she know Ima make her famous Ever since I been single My side chick wanna be main chick, dodge her call like The Matrix Dodge her call like brr Steady on top , better believe They keep prayin on my fall, yall better believe Ima die on top , better believe I just watched my opps team up, yall better believe Yall better believe, yall better believe Yall better believe, yall better believe Yall better believe it, yall better believe Yall better believe , yall better believe, oh, yeah Young dirty bastard, plastered Im gone off weed and acid, magic My mind is doin backflips, gymnastics All my albums classic All these fake rappers, they stay cappin bout a whole lot of shit that aint happen Middle finger, plus thumb, cause I stay snappin They fronted on me, I made back it, six hundred, I Maybach it Baby, we aint in the same bracket, they ridin waves, this is Lake Placid You wanna be high for this? On God, Ima ride, I would die for this Lookin bad, oh, you mad cause Im confident? Tell that bitch she can swallow my cockiness Steady on top , better believe They keep prayin on my fall, yall better believe Ima die on top , better believe I just watched my opps team up, yall better believe Yall better believe , yall better believe Yall better believe , yall better believe Yall better believe it , yall better believe Yall better believe , yall better believe, oh, yeah Audemar, Travis, Cactus Automatic, Patek, ride cinematic Give me pussy, fuck a mattress Baby, down low a nigga crevices Lookin for the killer, murder round, nigga, there he is Talkin shootin, got no assists, fuck a jetlags, Im in the city, with it Better believe , Im gon get me Better believe , iced bought a fleet Better believe , when I say I cant see Better, no better , when it come down to me Steady on top , better believe They keep prayin on my fall, yall better believe Ima die on top , better believe I just watched my opps team up, yall better believe Yall better believe , yall better believe Yall better believe , yall better believe Yall better believe it , yall better believe Yall better believe , yall better believe, oh, yeah

I call lil mama Makaveli she gon ride with me Mama booty thick as some bread I need some thighs with it Ima hold on to all that ass and Ima die with it Ima snake inside this grass and Ima survive with it I aint never had a problem Im tryna tie with it I couldnt afford a pair but I can bike ride with it Im like Ed, Edd n Eddy baby I try with it Now all them diamonds going splash, pussy dive in it And I want her ass cause she hot no Clay She got a nigga sitting inside all day and She make a nigga find her somewhere to stay When she get mad she moving in one day I swear the baddest bitches got the biggest foreheads Even when she mad she never take me to court day Im uptown baby, Im uptown Im passing New Orleans My P.O. tripping and shit man So I cant smoke so Im just drinkin the fuck out this drink you know Popping them motherfucking Percs nigga No Xans, no downers, nigga we up Fuck you mean Baby girl know that Im a king Hustle hard, million views without a machine I just might marry that little bitch and call her my thing Marry her two times the way she suck on my d-ding Put her out the house and make her leave all of the things I bought her, I caught her cheating with a nigga such a stalker But I dont give no damn cause she mine yes I bought her I pull up in the Lamb after school pick up her daughter Every time she get mad she acting like she dont remember She dont remember nothing good but she remember tenders She remember they hopped on that wood and caught a splinter She remember that time when they cooked me that TV dinner She remember that time every time I snuck in the house all late And I remember the time when she was serious shed never play Damn how you know bro Got a new ho sat butt ass naked right in front of nigga stove Nigga money stacked up like Ludacris afro Got a hundred hoes I lie to like Im Pinocchio When they say they bout to leave Im like baby dont leave Ima run it up even if it come down to selling weed Ima stack them big bucks, yes I want that Chuck E. Cheese I want them Ms no Mickey Ds Then I bounce back on them Ima catch a bitch and make her bite like a piranha She gon suck that dick and spray all over her all summer I used to be broke and now they coming by the bundle Take her on the date and then I cut her like a barber Pull up on the fair with a bale of them birds Piss on your bitch mouth like its a curb Cartier swag on my face, no nerd I dont like talk bro tell em no words Officer... Save me Im gone, so gone off a Perc I done went from rapping to reggae Yeah, hottest baby blaze me Akeem mink no 80s Grown money so you cant age me Gators on my feet got scabies Hundred thousand hoes on my Avi Ill send that pussy boy to Grady Ill leave them pussy niggas skimpy God, whyd they get me started? Quan said he riding with four choppers no Harley Im known for drawing on the plugs yes arson Ima put them bitches in they place so then they barking Mama had me inside of a store cause Im the Target Baby you still sucking cheap meat, its like a market I got a spot in Dunwoody with a WD Arthur Bird told me these pussy niggas gon try to murk me, but umm I call lil mama Makaveli, she gon ride with me I call lil mama Makaveli-veli-veli-veli I call lil mama Makaveli, she gon, she gon I call lil mama Maka-Maka-Makaveli-veli And I want her ass cause she hot no Clay She got a nigga sitting inside all day and She make a nigga find out somewhere to stay When she get mad she moving in one day I swear the baddest bitches got the biggest foreheads Even when she mad she never take me to court day Im uptown baby, Im uptown Im passing New Orleans Chopper City! Fuck a Gates we chop that bitch, lil boy you tripping Im the realest nigga Notorious BIG First I kill you boy and then I make your bitch suck dick Suck that dick lil bitch, cuff that, spit lil bitch Swallow that nut lil bitch, shit it out when you shit Im a creature, Im amazing Sit on that wood like you just walked inside a gymnasium And your bookin while Im acein Playing games on my turf you got to be a gangsta I hope you aint doing nothin boy you a wanksta You should know you want beef with Thugger gon cater You should know that these Bloods gon be the waiters Hundred S double Ms Hundred motherfucking whoadies Hundred motherfucking ganstas Hundred motherfucking troops Hundred thousand of my people Hundred thousand Pirus Hundred thousand geeked monsters Hundred thousand no bullshit Better know what youre doing before you do it Cause when I pull up Ima let it loose Im not pursuing Im a motherfucking gangsta nigga know I have em right As Kurt no Angle Ima slap him with the banger First I got the money then the power, no ranger Just because you dont see me dont mean that Im a stranger Twenty thousand dollars on a smile no anger Im a beast bitch you can not tame me

Godzillas still alive! God! Damn a lot of niggas done changed on me Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben Frank on me I dont know why niggas hate on me I gotta move differently, I got a case on me I got em hirin private investigators on me Sittin right outside the crib tryna stake on me Hol up, wait on it Mmmmm thats a Porsche Cayman Hol up watch me pull it out the horse stable I remember when we couldnt afford cable Thats when I knew I had to put in more labor Niggas tryna take me out my vibe, dawg God Tiller, God Tiller, Im alive, dawg Still Im on my way to the top, dawg Shout out Punch, Isaiah Rashad, and K. Dot, dawg Shit we doin not regular Like Hendrix say, we dont do regular Im a beast, Im a predator I kill, I murk, I slay, et cetera, et cetera Ill cop any gun and kill for my daughter Ill go Rambo for real for my daughter 2015, I made two mil for my daughter Now these pussy ass niggas tryna steal from my daughter What the fuck Post T R A P S O U L, gettin back to it No, nigga, this aint no trap music Soul, rhythm, blues with a slap to it Watch how young Pen Griffey put his bat to it What is niggas on? Man they trippin They want me to put em on, thats my mission Niggas in a rush, niggas dont listen Im still tryna get mine, thats it and done You was tryna get it, werent ya? You was tryna run it through the ceilin, werent ya? Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in your kidney Whenever Im your master aint no fuckin limits All the foreigns came new, aint no fuckin limit Play with me, Ill have a massacre in every city I might drive to DC and fuck wit Meek Milly Take a nigga order, I want a chicken Philly Take a nigga bitch, I wanna fuck her titty Speakin too fast, thats that past tense My bitch jewelry wet, cost a Patek She so annoyin, keep askin for some napkins, Wipe them bitches up, put em in a cup Shake it then taste it, thats it Ayy, we got plenty bucks, order what you want Im a cash cow, Im just cashin I think they put a camera in my pool, but its on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty I used to be like Jay Z and ride factories Til I found out that you gotta put on Davis They scopin out my house from a cabin I pissed out the window and start laughin The inside of my spot carry water They should change the street name it cactus Im the same Thugger thatll order ten rooms in your town And dont sleep in none them bitches, uh We just fuckin thots and gettin freaky all in them bitches, ahh Niggas so mad that they cant leak none of these pictures, ahh She so bad sometimes I want her features, uh All the shit you do old like beepers, uh All the shit you do old, I see you Even all these Crips dont wanna be you Ayy Ayy Oh, yeah Still tryna get mine Just still tryna get mine Just still tryna get mine They schemin on me They still tryna get mine Oh, they still tryna get mine, oh Ayy, yeah Oh no Yeah, still tryna get mine Said they still tryna get mine, yeah

So excited for... so whatre you recording? Its a new song, Ima let you hear a little bit Play it Well this is why-a-why-a-why Well this is why-a-why-a-why Well this is why-a-why-a-why Who you loyal to? Me or us? Who you trust the most? Me or us? Who you wanna fuck every night? Me or us? Who you wanna take on your flight? Me or us? Ow! You the one that said you were doin it And you said you were doin it, youre doin it, youre doin it You say that what youre doin, youre doin, youre doin You told me that what, what youre doin, youre doin, youre doin What would you do? If your brother left you, what would you do? If them niggas came for you, you better pursue I just spent ten racks on a dog from Germany, no Purdue Oops, I meant Dupri, jewelry sitting on A/C Yeah, yeah, yeah I wanna know, tell me lil baby, I wanna know I wanna know I got the show, fuck my show, be my show I got them loafs, Im with Metro, he got some more I dont gotta talk, look at my jewelry, it can say more, hey You smoke that kushy, man Im so goody, I want some cookies Fuck on your daughter, fuck on my brother, now she gon diss you I got them racks, I was just buyin, you was just lookin I bought her diamonds and she just smilin, she think shes tooken But, this for the love of my fans Im smokin pot while in Japan Blacker the berry, drink my cran Bae you dig it and Im the sand Humming Well this is why-a-why-a-why Well this is why-a-why-a-why Well this is why-a-why-a-why

Yeah Lets throw a party, lets throw a party Lets throw a party Lets have a party Invite the bad bitches Invite the drug dealers Bring the city out cause Im that nigga She wanna be famous Just let me record her Put grits in my water We gonna turn up at this party like Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party She geeking, she tweeking, she high off the molly Bitches on bitches, she say she not gay if she kissing her body Bring me Patron, I meant the designer Pass me the hookah, pass me the 9 Pass me my mic, my show starts at 9 Lets party party party party Lil bitch say she want me now, say my name bring the city out She wanna fuck cause she see me at Diddys house Lil ho i cant go low, I cant go Call DJ up, play me, block party Glock 40 on me, cause these niggas hate me Lil bitch she a head hunter Wanna fuck cause my red bottoms Im turning up Im a bread winner You cant come if you aint getting money I cant go, tryna get a bank roll You aint on the list should of never came ho Get in free, if you do the Bang Bros Lets have a party Invite the bad bitches Invite the drug dealers Bring the city out cause Im that nigga She wanna be famous Just let me record her Put grits in my water We gonna turn up at this party like Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party when Im broke, party when Im rich Party in a coupe, party with your bitch No candy see you later We gorillas nigga, cage us Party hard, I need more acres No phone, I book on papers You could say Im in 3hunna the way I left the bitch in that dirt Im a King Slime, she walk off Im going in her purse Ooh she feeling me just like a nurse Just because Im a star dont mean she wont get burnt Jiggle that, jiggle that, jiggle that baby When I fucked you I came right back the next day Nigga party big as a parade Im YSL, Durk, tell em whatcha bang OTF, I do it for the fam Pull out your phone and do it for the gram Put ya hands up jump up and down and just jam Jump up and down and just jam Yeah Lets have a party Invite the bad bitches Invite the drug dealers Bring the city out cause Im that nigga She wanna be famous Just let me record her Put grits in my water We gonna turn up at this party like Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party Party party lets throw a party

What do you see in Juice WRLD? Like, talk about the talent that you see from him You just brought him out on stage in front of all these people I see you said he is like the best freestyler alive He like He like that 2009 or 2000, he probably like the 2006, maybe 2006 to 2009 Lil Wayne He that, he that nigga And then they seen him do the, uh Hell do another version of the song freestyle He did like three, three, four songs Over one beat All freestyle, like which one we like? Yeah, man, just let me know, Ima text you Aight, bet For sure, guys I fuck with you, bro Pleasures mine, bro Nice to meet yall, bro Aight, bro, aight, bro Be blessed, bro Yeah, you too, bro Congratulations on your... Yo, shoutout to Juice too, man Like, yo, he, that kid was so talented, man He like, his, his freestyle he did on Westwood Where he rapped for an hour, like what the fuck? And to be so young He like mastered that so fucking quickly Yeah Its really sad man, that, that Like his potential was so off the charts Period You know who the best freestyler Ive ever seen is? Yeah? Juice WRLD Juice, yeah Have you ever seen his freestyles? Yeah Theyre, theyre so, theyre never-ending He can do it for like an hour Ju-ice, yeah And he makes total sense the entire time And is actually really, like good, like intricate flow patterns He, like to me, he was the best freestyler Ive ever seen And he was like the best hitmak- he was like I really feel like he was the most talented, eh, like songwriter in music If, I cant imagine there just goin in there and doin one- Juice did that, my friend, Benny worked with Juice Yeah And he would say, he would go in the booth Go three minutes over the beat, and it be a hit And then he said, Okay, another one And then hed go three minutes over the beat And it be a different hit Shit And then hed be like, Just pick whatever version you want He would tell Benny to cut it up? No, not even cut it up, just like pick Like, which hit do you want? He freestyled- the whole song is freestyled Ugh Hits Ugh Like smash hits How, how, how? I sit in my room for six months and write a verse This guy goes in there and its four minutes and its a smash I think, like, what What Juice was to our generation, bro And the impact that he had on us is what Biggie did for New York, for real Like, I really think, um What he had, that like, that Biggie, Pac effect You know what Im sayin? In his short time here

Everything right Everything right Everything right Now everything right Fuck all these niggas Everything right, we rockin Givenchy I only drink Actavis, Im on a diet Ima chase it like Usain All this money bring a nigga new pain Yeah, yeah I got at least 200 hoes Fresh to death, and I leave my car and then I doze Up and down the E-way, risk it all bout this dough And these hundreds aint goin nowhere like a mole I bought my moms a car, it felt amazin My niggas bangin burgundy like the Redskins I got all type of tattoos on my fuckin shin I was in a white and red Maybach like peppermints I been blowed a mil on jewelry, but its past tense Supercharge it, make it sound like its raggly Im ridin with the cutter, Im Blood like my brothers and MAC-10 Diamonds on me talkin, they harassin No shoulda, could, and would, I got these racks in Came a long way from a shed Now we spend millions on cribs You get somethin too, dont trip My eyes bout low as a brim I smoke the tree limb, tree limb No gang, big deal Im tryna pop a wheelie in a Lamborghini, standin on two wheels I got the racks on me now, could buy me a cruise ship I just got an iPhone 8 and I already stored it with 200 hoes You smell the money on me, come from off my clothes Majority of the fits I wear, youll never find in stores You might as well gon, on, on home Money long, long, long, long All the way up to Mercury Any time I come out, gotta at least step out with a three piece Ive been in my bag lately Take three drugs at once, lately Got every shade of Tom Ford, I can spot fugazi I came out the slums, I Got Hermes in a headlock If she aint up to par, she bout to get dead docked Between my diamonds and my fame, became so anxious I sit at the top of the throne, yeah, cause Im righteous Got a few Vice Lords for some friends, some of em Disciples And cant nothin come in between niggas like us , hey I got at least 200 hoes Fresh to death, and I leave my car and then I doze Up and down the E-way, risk it all bout this dough And these hundreds aint goin nowhere like a mole

I step up in this bitch like Moses Damn right, motherfucker, Red Sea got departed This is that All About The Money remix? Well, Ima kill a motherfucker before it even get started We got London on da... The chrome to the bricks, nigga rag to the riches Damn right, nigga did it with the soda Nigga still livin like a G, keep some niggas round me Thatll kill your ass like some Ebola I count six shots! Young! Serve em out the Range Rover I swear my Rollie stay shining like a rainbow I took that money machine, filled it with hella green You be shining like I sprayed you with some oil sheen DC Young Fly, now what the fuck you mean? Young said he Seen It All, now what the fuck yall seen? Left the club in a Wraith, came in a helicopter David Beckham, way I kick it like Im playing hella soccer I turn the valet to a helipad Nigga straight walk up in the bitch like Im Nino From the coat on my back, to the shoes on my feet Everything on me Valentino Im talkin Boyz N Da Hood, went solo, nigga Testarossa back then, ex-Polo nigga Niggas still on my dick, what you a homo, nigga? When you sayin my name, its free promo, nigga! What! Look! If it aint about the money Dont be blowin me up, nigga I aint gettin up If it aint about the... Look! If it aint about the money Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time Look, you bitch ass niggas If it aint about that check, nigga If it aint about the money Nah I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit Aint finna do shit! If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it Bitch, you can miss me with it! Look, turn! Hey! Turn up! What you think Im standin in the trap for? With the fully automatic at the back door Cause when its on, know its on, call me King Corleone Imma keep it 1000 like a crack ounce Give a damn if Im flat broke Im filthy rich, Im still the same, thats a fact though Oh yeah, we all about the money, nigga All you got is money when my name hold weight like a fat ho I can never join in the game less Im capo Milkin these niggas even though Im fuckin lactose Take off on the cops, Mama said, Dont look back, bro Im in New York and Im ballin just like a Net, though Im drinkin bubblegum pink like Pepto Bismol, bet she wanna come through And get low, Ima be with Haitians All my Zos, Tip tell these niggas, bro Bankroll Mob, yeah, we on, we retarded Ima give you 15 from the carbine Hit you in the leg, in your head, then your face When you dead, bet ya Ima take your place on the Forbes list So better miss with that bullshit, partner Ill be hopping out your bushes with a full clip, got em Ill take a big stick to a fuck nigga neck Swinging at it, kind of like a piñata Im a beast with the choppa, Im the same without it Graduated from the lean, thats my alma mater Um! Shoot em in his head, he say, Look at my roof! No sticks, no seeds, only kush in my kush Make a nigga commit suicide and call it a selfie I get Ms like mmm-mmmm-mmm Im an asshole, Im full of myself You get an asshole full of my foot They find your ass in the woods when they look And these hoes aint as good as they look I need to take my own advice though Cause if the pussy good then Im good Where your ghetto pass, nigga? I been big since a little-ass nigga You little-ass nigga, you dont get a pass, nigga Started as a middle-class nigga When I blew up, I aint even hear the blast, nigga I was chillin, smokin on the loud Focused on the future, but I need my money now Dont give me the runaround Upstairs in my mansion, knock-knock, Whos there? I aint even comin down if it aint about the money 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 Aint finna do shit, my nigga! If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it Turn up! I get money on a very rainy day I would love to spray your face with Olay, aye No computer cause she never wanted space, aye I swear lil mama is the weirdest in the place, ayy Im a big G, dinosaur B You know, YSL takin over streets Im a K-Ci, where is Jodeci? Ima treat em bad like he supposed to be Im a blood, nigga, dont try to approach me Girl, lets hit like Kobe and Ginobili If them not Gucci earmuffs, you cant ignore me Her booty piped up like a circus, baby, show me I might just take off on that broad cause she dont know me Dej Loaf, change that beef to macaroni No scale, but my bitches say Im bony Lil mama still blushing at the old me Nigga, Thug in the Impala, whole Hustle Gang follow Coming from a hundred thousand to another million dollars You finna fuck around and get yo ass whooped, dawg We send ya bullets bout the size of a football I got a youngin with a shottie, charge a hundred for a body I’ll pay that to watch a monkey fuck a football, ayo! Units of the yayo, since I was a day old Uncle taught me say, Hasta luego if it ain’t about the money! Fatality

These niggas knock off diamonds are shining But they aint blinding No pizza, bitch, I got banks in my pockets Wheres the ladder Im climbing She gon pop, lock it and drop it I aint talking wrist but she watching Me right now, hundred bands stuffed in my jeans right now YSL, theres no I in team right now, no way Beating the block till the sun come up Im rocking gold like Rols-R-Us I talk more shit than Damien does I put the steel up and stain lil cuz I, I, I, I be that Young Thugger Thug Throwing these bitches straight off of the boat We dont save them Hey, a wise man told me nothin He said them snitches they get stitches I just spent a Bentley on my kidneys Saying I gave my bro the address to road to riches I, I might just take care of bae Yeah, I might just make her my latest On my worse day she a 9 like Brady But I traded in the Keisha or Kaycees Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that Yeah, she love it, Im honest she loving that Yeah, my love is so big she cant lose that Thugger Ayy, yeah, yeah Sing to her, yeah Thats how you do it nigga Thats how you motherfucking do it nigga Peep this, ayy L-O-V-E, I say lil mama down to ride and die for me Okay, you green no seaweed Psych, I want you to hurry get into me I drop like ten thousands ones on her lil buns I told her come on home hun You can have my son We eat ching chong, diamonds they go boing Hop inside that pussy like a trampoline, boing boing Hey wait Grab that lil ass by the way Beep beep beep like a bus on that ass, so big I swear to God Ima fuck her now her body getting big I swear to God Ima do everything that I aint did Plus broadie said that bitch pussy bright pink as a pig I, I might just take care of bae Yeah, I might just make karat my ladies On my worse day she a 9 like Brady But I traded in the Keisha or Kaycees Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that Yeah, she love me, she love me, love me for that Yeah, she love it, Im honest she loving that Yeah, my love is so big she cant lose that

All my real niggas across the world We broadcasting live from Atlanta G.A 1017 Thug Hahaha, scream Panoramic Porsche Pull up on a bitch like pass me the torch Let me fire this spliff up I aint from New York, but ayy, ayy, bruh I dont need no pork, I just need to two cups stuffed Lotta ice, I just need two cups stuffed Gimme a cup twice, I just need two cups stuffed Go light on the ice, I just need two cups stuffed Gamble with ya life if I dont get two cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed L-E-A-N-I-N-G Lean, lean, lean, lean, lean, lean, lean Five-hundred horses inside my machine Five-hundred DNAs in my ding ding Come here bitch, what you chasin cash? Two guns up, Ferrari smash Hundred pound green, herbie kerbie, trash Smoke a whole ounce, leave ya bitch the ash Panoramic Porsche Pull up on a bitch like pass me the torch Let me fire this spliff up I aint from New York, but ayy, ayy, bruh I dont need no pork, I just need to two cups stuffed Lotta ice, I just need two cups stuffed Gimme a cup twice, I just need two cups stuffed Go light on the ice, I just need two cups stuffed Gamble with ya life if I dont get two cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed AR-15 inside my trench Plus I blend in with the fuckin trenches Hundred crushed diamond for my fuckin missus Take the bitch shoppin cause I fuckin missed it Ralph Lauren boxers every day and night Bitch, I aint Barry, but I play with white Bitch, I aint scary, I could never fright Hundred black choppers like a fuckin night Panoramic Porsche Pull up on a bitch like pass me the torch Let me fire this spliff up I aint from New York, but ayy, ayy, bruh I dont need no pork, I just need to two cups stuffed Lotta ice, I just need two cups stuffed Gimme a cup twice, I just need two cups stuffed Go light on the ice, I just need two cups stuffed Gamble with ya life if I dont get two cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed, uno dos cups stuffed Uno dos cups stuffed Thugga, Thugga, baby

Goose with another one Okay, lil mama sharp with a razor Okay, lil mama fresher than a blazer No way, I cannot fuck it in the anus Hey yeah, baby we get Kurt, no Angle And I got stripes like a bengal And I can send em from every angle Holy ghost with an angel Holy moly mang! Ima stand up right beside my baby If a pussy nigga play he might just die by my baby Shoulda never tried my baby No we dont die, we multiply my baby Hurry up and sign it my baby Its simple, just sign the dotted line my baby I pull up and ride with my baby New Rollie for my child and my baby Do it like you always wanted Thugger baby, I want your top, head My diamonds are goin dumb, SPED Im inside your mouth like gum Experiment, no wreck, I put dents on a bitch Ill buy her mink, not trench, Im a pimp Big racks got me walkin with a limp Buyin Rollies on Rollies like Im Flavor Flavors shrimp Versace cover, roll that bitch up like some weed She whip that ass like her name Neff B I got more karats than a cavity Baby dont pull it out of your teeth We go shoppin at Bal Harbour for the beach Aint talkin car but I need her to spoil me And Ima beat that pussy, concrete Like a mothafuckin street Ima feed her my milk Every time I feel tired, I need three hoes like a elf Youre a ho, ho, ho; dont care, Ima keep it all to myself Tie my ties on your belt Wit ya til ya dead and pale I heard someones there walked in and said Okay lil mama sharp with a razor Okay lil mama fresher than a blazer No way, I cannot fuck it in the anus Hey yeah, baby we get kurt, no Angle And I got stripes like a bengal And I can send em from every angle Holy ghost with an angel Holy moly mang Ima stand up right beside my baby If a pussy nigga play he might just die by my baby Shoulda never tried my baby No we dont die, we multiply my baby Hurry up and sign it my baby Its simple just sign the dotted line my baby I pull up and ride with my baby New Rollie for my child and my baby Eli Manning, Peyton Manning throwin dick in that hole She told me that she love the way I dress, like a prince but Im a boy I made the chart And like Wayne, baby its all at the start Girl Im just startin with that pussy I eat ya hunny bun ya pussy You have me smilin when youre lookin Big ole round booty soft as cushion Stop talkin, pussy nigga, you a wussy Tryna reach, nigga, he might be bookin Sprayin my cologne now we smell just like some cookies And if you suck that dick, dont kiss my jaw or else Im mushin Daddy time, daddy time Got a room full of big booty bitches, its my prime Filled with iron, filled with iron I throw some ones, baby catch it like the swine I fill my truck up with nothin but that diesel I let that MAK-90 vibrate just like a beeper Yall livin cheaper, nigga this the sequel Im laughin at these pussy niggas like a hyena Okay lil mama sharp with a razor Okay lil mama fresher than a blazer No way, I cannot fuck it in the anus Hey yeah, baby we get kurt, no Angle And I got stripes like a bengal And I can send em from every angle Holy ghost with an angel Holy moly mango Ima stand up right beside my baby If a pussy nigga play he might just die by my baby Shoulda never tried my baby No we dont die, we multiply my baby Hurry up and sign it my baby Its simple just sign the dotted line my baby I pull up and ride with my baby New Rollie for my child and my baby

Better day, better day See better days, ayy Yeah! A hood girl with a missin taillight You got me stopping at the green light, light, yeah Ill set you good, Im off a bean, right And I know you want a savage to give you a ring, right? Sexin on drugs, oh yeah, yeah Leave a little money on the counter, woah, woah You remind me of Erykah Badu, youre on go Thinkin bout masturbating to your nudes, yeah, yeah Take care! Ayy, take care, all right Yeah, she fire right by Yeah, Ima sleep with you every night Ooh-ayy Born star Im a born star I was a born star Yeah, a born star Maison Margiellas, they aint come with no strings and the jeans Rockafeller Wraith umbrella for the hoes in the club when I throw my cheddar She got a Chanel-made bag, Ima gon let her, Ima gon let her Everyday I say Free Yak, lifetime rebel, do it for the fellas I dont want no bitch annoyin me Get on that dick and she rode me I fuck her hard like she owin me Put in this dick, now she moaning My prices cheaper than Dollar Tree I mastered math like white collars, B Open your mouth like you yawning Double cup featuring Barney Im with the dogs and we barking Ima take off like a Martian Fuck her and leave her my mark in Bust on that hoe, Im just markin Look at these niggas, they markers Ready for war like a Spartan You cant block me like Im Marshawn My bro got a sound like a marker A hood girl with a missin taillight You got me stopping at the green light, light, yeah Ill set you good, Im off a bean, right And I know you want a savage to give you a ring, right? Take care! Sexin on drugs, oh yeah, yeah Leave a little money on the counter, woah, woah You remind me of Erykah Badu, youre on go Thinkin bout masturbating to your nudes, yeah, yeah Take care! Born star Ayy, take care, all right Im a born star Yeah, she fire right by I was a born star Yeah, Im gon sleep with you every night Yeah, a born star Ooh-ayy Bill Gates, Im your stepson Im so proud to share your genes on your backbone Thank you God, 2017 new G-Wagon I play Ring Around the Rosie with my stepson On pu-purple potion Nigga aint braggin or boastin Temporary tag and Im coastin All white Porsche like lotion Everybody checkin my motion APs, Rollies, and Pateks Broke nigga, stop that madness And you hoes need to stop that scrambling Living two minutes from bando Trip on these hoes, make em panic I did em wrong and I meant it New Derrick Rose and Im winnin About these fuckboys, Im relentless Im tryna put my nut in you really Im tryna put my butt in some skinnies Im charging my bitch a new Bentley, ayy A hood girl with a missin taillight You got me stopping at the green light, light, yeah Ill set you good, Im off a bean, right And I know you want a savage to give you a ring, right? Take care!

L-O-V-E For life Love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Gotta ride for your team Nigga play you busting And I got me a high self esteem Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love Love, love, love Big old digits with me, big old Bentley with me Big old bitches with me S gang chino with me, with me I got 3 stripes, Adidas with me, with me All of my creatures with me, with me I got some features with me, with me Big racks and that Aether with me, with me Tote that like its legal woody, woody I look that shit up bout a thousand times This bitch Master P cause she bout it, bout it That boy got cheap rims on a cheap Jeep Just make sure you tell him his hoe a freak I’m sitting at the top of the nose bleeds And I got my gold off of Goldie Work it, twerk it baby, you have to hold me, wait for home Wake up to Young Thug Have you ever been a shot caller? Proceed to the room, leave em stalkin Love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Gotta ride for your team Nigga play you busting And I got me a high self esteem Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love Love, love, love Thats on me , thats on me SOB, thats on keys Bands on me, bands on me Bands on me , that is on me Turn up for the girls, turn up for the boys Turn up for the club, turn up on the drugs Turn up on the molly, turn up on the Xan Turn up on a perky, give it to my man Here, give it to your clan I put on my mink Im like a lamb Stop trying to impress these fuckin cams Im comin for mine, Uncle Sam Im turnin money into power We not from here we need a browser You just squirt, squirt I know you dont want none, coward Im studyin like a bookworm Im tryna count at least a hundred bands Yeah And I wanna just buy some bigger land, yeah Love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Gotta ride for your team Nigga play you busting And I got me a high self esteem Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love, love, love, love Love Love, love, love

Sticky kush, sticky kush Tell me your name Wheezy Beats Nigga have you ever dreamed? I was the man and you a thing One and two Anytime I get mad, I can goodbye to you God damn, who the hell let rats in the house? King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house? Houston, Texas when Im on land, I lean back like a couch Im not playin, I want it bad, call shots like a spouse We roll that kushy up, we eat that pussy though Suck it til youre throwin up, my Phantom grey, no hound I lost a Lear, no bucks, still waitin on that Bentley truck Stop playin, lil bitty boy, you a duck He aint YSL, nigga, he aint in the hut I might stop by and let that little bitch lush I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus Little nigga, you know what it was You know what it is, you know what it does Im makin your old lady shake it She suckin too slow, Im impatient My diamonds so wet like a basin Dont know where to go, Im amazin Whats amazin? I dont know Whats amazin? I dont know Whats amazin? I dont know Whats amazin? I might accept your apology I mean you throw Ls up if you aint followin I am a beast, your life Ill be swallowin And Ive been drinkin, I need to bottle this Man Im so tired of these niggas man I am so tired of these bitches Im so magnificent, studio workin Im wearin a top like Im pimpin Your bitch want my milk Im sittin at the top lookin down at these wimps These hoes just roll me a blunt And you know that they stuff it, it cannot be imps I never had cutlass and donks I based up my bankroll then based out my trunk I might fuck that lil bitch in the mornin I might put her out and call Tyrone Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone Im big ballin, bitch put me inside the dome Im wearin Maison Margiela Im wearin Maison Margiela Im wearin Maison Margiela Im wearin Maison Margiela Take some sand to the beach Party with a couple foreign freaks Kim K lookin ho, Yeezy Florida livin nigga, Pork N Beans Yeah, and Ima ride this bitch tonight And I just might ride this bitch tonight Pork N Beans where you at baby? Pork N Beans where you at baby? Brown sugar on that bitch Pull up with a ho and she know Im ready to Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her I dont wait up, hold up, let me check my mail He broke, he servin his squad with a scale I make it rain, I hope all is well I pull off deep like what in the hell? Ho give all my niggas some bails Wait Ima lay down fore Ill tell Pull up in old school Chevelles I dont save pictures, they might get revealed How many times have I asked are you well? How many times have I popped a perc pill? How many homies at home on the bail? How many times have I told you you shell? How many meals have I ate until I burp? Dropping the top on the Mulsanne aint no hot top on merchs Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt Hey I was thinking this is not that work

We got London on the track Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly Peanut butter jelly, no deli I got money, check the store credit No new names unless you know they did it Sleep in palace, watch it happen I dont have a break, Im keepin bread Im gettin fast like a track, mil I want that Baby that caps for the feds That aint your ho, dont tell all the secrets I dont give no damn bout no nigga I dont give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise I throw me some ones on these bitches I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin I look like I came from nothin And I look like I came for somethin and Im comin, I want it Yeah, I drink on that lean And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin vomit Run up that check, give a fuck bout that shit I guess I go to jail if I want that lil bitch They kept me with my strap on my own, that lil bitch I dont answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer Tell your boss I said where my phone call, thats it A lot of nigga shit, talkin you dont ever get paid Remember me, Ive been bout it, dealin out the 10th grade Ridin round in my homeboy Buick With a tool in the unit Wed go to school, eat lunch Cut school, get back to it, nigga Listen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob If you cant go hard then you cant come here Let me make somethin clear If you lookin for a sucker well it aint none here Look we got artillery for days, we can spray from here Hit your ass on the side of the face somewhere On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere I dont have a break, Im keepin bread Im gettin fast like a track, mil I want that Baby that caps for the feds That aint your ho, dont tell all the secrets I dont give no damn bout no nigga I dont give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise I throw me some ones on these bitches I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin I look like I came from nothin And I look like I came for somethin and Im comin, I want it Yeah, I drink on that lean And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin vomit Okay, big paper If Im hungry, I eat 100 dollars then shit paper Sick flavor, got the white double mint twin With me on Simpson, mint Wraither Swag impeccable, peckin a heck of them, cases federal Im a felon, dont throw it off, I need medical Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera And I dont want one ho nigga, I wanna a plethora Twenty bricks in the regal Pullin up, Ethel Ridge, extended heater Death threat, I got this shit on Im untouchable man I got this shit on Nigga you die soon as I say okay My whip? Thats strawberry Yoplait I got a chopper on the charger You put a little gas in it, that motherfucker blow about 4 days Niggas broke And Ive been leanin on Ac all in this bitch And Ive been smokin on gas all in this bitch Pullin up at the light no tag on my shit AK hit everybody in the stomach, pussy nigga shit Bag all day I dont have a break, Im keepin bread Im gettin fast like a track, mil I want that Baby that caps for the feds That aint your ho, dont tell all the secrets I dont give no damn bout no nigga I dont give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise I throw me some ones on these bitches I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin I look like I came from nothin And I look like I came for somethin and Im comin, I want it Yeah, I drink on that lean And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin vomit I got the bread Yall bitchll give me the head Fuck her on the sofa, not the bed Hit that lil bitch from the back And I take out with your pack And Im not givin it back I done lost all my respect Dont drink no red, we pour Act Sippin on lean, its so crazy I ride out that second, I swear I dont know how to act, no Keep it goin Energizer bunny, Im so-so with these carrots My bitch the baddest, but she not your average She so, so arrogant, woah Her titties calcium, me booty calories And both of em squish me, God damn we sandwiches I do this shit for my momma Take off with your pack and keep runnin Im not the Birdman but Im stunnin I flip that bitch like a omelet Ive been with ya from the start I did that shit from my heart Im so so so sorry I hurt you And I see the scar but you know Im retarded Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly Peanut butter jelly, peanut butter jelly Peanut butter jelly, no deli I got money, check the store credit No new names unless you know they did it Sleep in palace, watch it happen I dont have a break, Im keepin bread Im gettin fast like a track, mil I want that Baby that caps for the feds That aint your ho, dont tell all the secrets I dont give no damn bout no nigga I dont give no fuck bout no nigga, I promise, I promise I throw me some ones on these bitches I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin I look like I came from nothin And I look like I came for somethin and Im comin, I want it Yeah, I drink on that lean And I smoke on that dope til I motherfuckin vomit We got London on the track, on the track, on the track, on the track...

Yeah, la, la Its just funny how I do you, haha Richard Mille make em pukey, ah-ah-ah Gotta a tiny booty hoochie, wah-wah-wah Woah, I told her she a Thug wannabe Woah, Demon Hellcat and Im tearin up the streets Woah, I got that gun, they cant pat on me Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy Woah, I bought the stadium, dont need no seats Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth Woah, bitch, brown like cocoa, the real ice tea Your Louboutin heels, youre never gon wear Nikes I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see For now, I aint standin no Nikes My bitch is a Virgo but she actin like a Pisces Twist up Backwoods not no Swisher Sweet cause we get up Fuck her every fucking weekend, catch up Calamari dinner with a cougar, woah-woah Ima fuck her til shes purple Hoover, what up? You cant waste none of my time, bitch, Im up I got way too many money, Im up You can ask my Mommy Pourin up this Dom P Put a ring round your finger, charisma I left twenty-five thousand on your dresser I told her aint this cool, on like Tesla Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla All my girlfriends are real done I told her, Baby, dont waste my time I put your ring on rocks, uh Woah, I told the bitch I want icy teeth Woah, I told her she a Thug wannabe Woah, Demon Hellcat and Im tearin up the streets Woah, I got that gun, they cant pat on me Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy Woah, I bought the stadium, dont need no seats Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth Woah, bitch, brown like cocoa, the real ice tea Your Louboutin heels, youre never gon wear Nikes I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see For now, I aint standin no Nikes My bitch is a Virgo but she actin like a Pisces Rag talk, oh, yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh, yeah Mad flossin, oh, yeah, young niggas got mad sauce, oh, yeah Spin the block, oh, yeah, the kids are dodgin shots, oh, yeah, yeah Big dawg, oh, yeah, but they wont let me take the fall, oh, yeah Gucci socks, oh, yeah, Fendi watch, oh, yeah Jimmy Choo heel, its her birthday, sendin shots, oh, yeah Shawty said its her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah Audemar, oh, yeah, match the buss count, oh, yeah Yeah, la, la Its just funny how I do you, haha Richard Mille make em pukey, ah-ah-ah Gotta a tiny booty hoochie, wah-wah-wah Woah, I told her she a Thug wannabe Woah, Demon Hellcat and Im tearin up the streets Woah, I got that gun, they cant pat on me Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy Woah, I bought the stadium, dont need no seats Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth Woah, bitch, brown like cocoa, the real ice tea Your Louboutin heels, youre never gon wear Nikes I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see For now, I aint standin no Nikes My bitch is a Virgo but she actin like a Pisces Your Louboutin heels, youre never gon wear Nikes I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see For now, I aint standin no Nikes My bitch is a Virgo but she actin like a Pisces

Haha, yeah I made you get that Richard Mille and bust it down, bitch I made you get that Patek first and bust it down, bitch I came from out the jungle with this shit written on my arm, no cap Im a franchise nigga, yup Yeah, ten Cuban links, I got game Yeah, I bought my first Rollie servin caine, yeah Told your main thing, shit, at least she can pour my cup I put pink diamonds in your teeth, yup Fully loaded, totin magazine, yup Bitch, Im rollin and Im on codeine, yup Pussy good and deep, she belongs to the streets, yeah Swag in Tokyo and the plug Japanese, yeah I been gettin my chеcks before I knew what was Nikеs Mixed breed bad bitch, bite me like Im Tyson PJ X-rated, know I make it thunder and lightnin Take that nigga BIN and bring me a hundred thousand ones One fifty for the walkthrough, Im totin my gun Me and slatt, slatt, thats Super Slimey shit Swappin hoes out, we just slimed the bitch out, yeah Watch so froze, dont know what time it is now, yeah Sak pasé, we shootin with confidence Buy a bitch a Birkie, thats a compliment, yeah Ballin like the Lakers, won a championship, yeah Pluto, Freeband Gang 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 Cactis, 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 called up bae to get her hyphy Incredible, i-i, i-i, 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 Yup, on his white tee, uh Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people Private flight to France, tryna sight-see Popped him in his hands, he was typing 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 Yep, in my slime tee Prince, he 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 Backin out of the cave, we built this shit off of pain In the corporate buildin Im double-cuppin champagne Come through in quintuplets, automatics, same name Tryna show all my young niggas how to start to believe Comin through with no top, she showin the Mickey Ds After twelve A.M., come through with a special Elevator, up to the top, this shit got levels

BL$$D Hah, yeah, yeah Future, baby, Thugger Thugger Ayo Chef Pocket Everything I got came from a lick Ice on all my watches, Im the shit Underneath the turfs the worst its gon get Whipped up water on my wrist, came from a fish Dip and dab out the bag I got Crips on Old Nat You dont want problems for somethin Need to get you some racks She gon bring it to Daddy Eat the cake out her panties I was cool as a cat State all facts If I wouldnt have rapped, Id still be rich Three million dollar house, came from evictions Out here on a jet and a cruise ship Last night I stole the yacht to cruise in it If I wouldnt have rapped, Id still be rich If I aint have this shit, Id still be lit If I fuck these hoes, then Im trippin I cant fuck these hoes, they might try to pull a trick Aint no slippin The coupe is outside and Im styled in the best I see you killin these niggas, you doin it the best Solitaries, aint nothing, to me Coca leaves like I got leukemia For real, la familia, I go gorilla, Im part of the Bape team Fuck you thought? Supreme Louis quilt, hang low as a drag queen Im in a bronze Benz, I think its the wagon Ever since moms titty, bitch I was flaggin She got some water on, she my Cancun thing I got some black diamonds, my wrist is on Bigen Im tellin all of my hoes give they orders to the maid I got 20 bitches with me and they aint throwin shade I got 20 closets, I could dress accordin to the wave Im with 20 models, but I dress accordin to the bae Im goin all in bout my bro and my paper Aint got no fuckin neighbors Aint got no neighbors Yeah No neighbors, oh Dip and dab out the bag I got Crips on Old Nat You dont want problems for somethin Need to get you some racks She gon bring it to daddy Eat the cake out her panties I was cool as a cat State all facts If I wouldnt have rapped, Id still be rich If I aint have this shit, Id still be lit If I fuck these hoes, then Im trippin I cant fuck these hoes, they might try to pull a trick Aint no slippin

Bongo by the way Oh, my You keep that to yourself Oh, my You dont trust no one else Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Met her backstage at a Tiller show She said I got a reputation, Im that nigga though She tryna play hard to get, but Ima get it though She say she aint that type of girl, she sendin pictures though She get naked on the Snap cause it disappear I seen that pussy for a sec and I say, Bring it here See the way that Ima fuck you, you aint ever did Ima fuck you everywhere and baby I aint ever scared Are you prepared to sit in the club with thugs? Im hopin you there cause all that we got is trust You got friends, they dont fuck with me like that So in return, I dont fuck with em right back I could have fucked one, I could have fucked two But Im only fuckin you, what you goin through? Now you mad, textin in all caps Like I just didnt put my kids on your back Oh, my You keep that to yourself The way you do it, baby Its drivin me crazy Oh, I You dont trust no one else The way you do it, baby Its drivin me crazy Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Im so gone off your love, Im so gone Im so gone, Im so gone, Im so gone Im so gone off your love and you know Im so gone, Im so gone, Im so gone I got drunk off your love and throwed up Pour my heart inside your double cup Out the park when the first batter up I got scars from her nails when we fuck I wanna see your boobs, throwin you some Jerry beads Black diamonds in your chain, you a Merry kid Chrome Heart clear lenses when you lurkin Eighty thousand dollar bag, you a Birkin Workin, 800 in a bag, you aint worth it Heard you dropped out of school, was you workin? No climax from your man? He aint worth it Hundred racks on purses, shes mine Oh, my You keep that to yourself The way you do it, baby Its drivin me crazy Oh, my You dont want no one else The way you do it, baby Its drivin me crazy Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hell yes Her body talkin to a nigga, say less Im fuckin up her weave, need a hair net Ima put your body on bed rest Late nights, took her out to Maestros She can get the lobster for the backstroke You know how to love it when I ask though Make a nigga feel good that its the last stroke Oh, my You keep that to yourself The way you do it, baby Its drivin me crazy Oh, my You dont want no one else The way you do it, baby Its drivin me crazy Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Longwinded, running through this life like it was mine Never settling, but setting every goal high One thousand burpees on the path to my own destruction or success But what is a mistake without the lesson? See, the best teacher in life is your own experience None of us know who we are until we fail They say every man is defined by his reaction to any given situation Well who would you want to define you? Someone else or yourself? Whatever you do, homie, give your heart to it And stay strong Lot of niggas fail, but I wont Lot of niggas fold, but I cope Lot of niggas gone, but Im home Lot of niggas off, but Im on Lot of niggas lost on this road Couple niggas gave up their goal Gang of niggas traded their soul But me, Im standin on ten toes Lookin out my Benz window Wonder whered my friends all go Scared to give my heart to this girl Paranoid she gon leave if my ends get low No one in this game to be played But Im knowin that this game to be changed I should be afraid of afraid Im just tryna live up to the meanin of my name Im just tryna live up to them niggas in my gang Im just tryna live up to my moment on the stage Im just tryna live up to the truth in my pain And the power that they gave me in the youth of today I put a coupe in the safe And I shoot from the waist My time is money And I aint got a second for you flukes and you fakes I do this shit for my woes I do this shit for my niggas I do this shit for my bros I do this shit for my niggas, yeah I do this shit for my woes I do this shit for my niggas I do this shit for my bros I do this shit for my niggas, yeah Weve been takin trips more than often this month When I call they pullin up, 2, 3 stream up You aint do enough for the clan, how I feel If I gotta shut it down, how the film gon feel? 120 in the Euro, one hand on the wheel I was just broke, ran through a quarter mil Cant believe Im still here, shed tears for the dead Cubes in my 30 chain, she dont even wear Call my little brother up, you know we took it there Real nigga tellin on me, only thing that I fear Yeah, only thing that I fear Real nigga tellin on me, only thing that I fear Lotta niggas queers, lotta dope in the air Lotta niggas queers, lotta dope in the air Styrofoam contaminated, got a nigga meditatin Yeah, I said it got a nigga meditatin I cant even eat less Im medicated I cant even sleep less Im medicated Ive been on my feet chasin check after check Nigga, week after week, cause Im dedicated I cant even eat less Im medicated I cant even sleep less Im medicated Ive been on my feet chasin check after check Nigga, week after week, cause Im dedicated I do this shit for my woes I do this shit for my niggas I do this shit for my bros I do this shit for my niggas, yeah Thugger! I do this shit for my mothafuckin niggas Im gettin this money, yeah I do this shit for them Benjis Like you aint real or hood, no Tommy gun I do this shit for my niggas Pull up with Barettas, nigga, and just go BRRRT I do this shit for them bad bitches Wearin red bottoms and Jimmy Choo I do this shit for my daughter I do this shit for my mama I do this shit for my son, ayy, ayy I do this shit for my brother I do this shit for the world I do this shit for the globe I do this shit right here, nigga And I do that shit, why yall fuck with the boy? Im wet like a boat Im lovin my chickens I smoke and I choke I do it for my brothers I do it for my folk Got 40s on me, yeah, yeah, yeah Nigga shoot from the toes All the way up to the top All the way up to the top

You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap I swear, Mister Lil Uzi got the guap You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap I swear, Mister Lil Uzi got the guap You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap  I swear, Mister Lil Uzi got the guap You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap I swear, Mister Lil Uzi got the guap, uh Money come in, wont stop You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap You know any time Im gon drop You know none of them songs gon flop You know all of them songs gon pop I went platinum again, my God I went two-tone on my drop Bugatti, thats one-point-six off stock Dont need no brakes, dont plan on stop I told that girl, I only want all the top Because punani always fall on my lap They know that I got the game all in a lock He talkin bout bird, we get that by the flock A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot I got way too much love right there, right for my block And as long as my heart beating, it will not stop I dont know nothin, who done got shot? All I know Im just boolin with my slime And if they come get you and you got whopped Then lil slime, you gotta do your time Like never mind that lil shit cause we rich Cause right now we livin and we doin fine And I understand why you livin that life We from the same hood, thats a nickel and dime Thats all we know God gave me the opportunity to open doors Im up in Starlets, seen YellowDol take all my dough She not even on the pole I got that girl from my bro Yeah, yeah, you know how this life goes, yeah, yeah Im coming out Starlets like four DQ watchin the door He blast at the opps for sure, yeah, yeah They aint even know me and Bubba was close Niggas, they plot on the low But they all get smoked, sheets and toe, yeah, yeah Money come in, wont stop You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap You know any time Im gon drop You know none of them songs gon flop You know all of them songs gon pop I went platinum again, my God I went two-tone on my drop Bugatti, thats one-point-six off stock Dont need no brakes, dont plan on stop I told that girl, I only want all the top Because punani always fall on my lap They know that I got the game all in a lock He talkin bout bird, we get that by the flock A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot I got way too much love right there, right for my block And as long as my heart beating, it will not stop Take the top off the coupe, wear the covers If you love me, then come eat my nuts Hundred million up now, aint no trust Comme Des Garçons down when we lust Get the pack in and I ride like the bus I had rent you them bands out in custody Told a cougar to try not to love on me Push the bitch to the ground, she was nuttin on me She was crying and write me a summary Yellow and black the Lam, the bumblebee Just like a dog, she come to me I put a fish on the wrist Parkay, it come with a dish My Lambo is washed, I dont rock Jordans, but today I got some, yeah Yeah, Chanel is one of the reasons all them notice me Yeah, its been a long way to the victory and the nominees Paris Fashion Week, shit aint enough for me I took the drip to Jupiter, never come back to the States Money come in, wont stop You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap You know any time Im gon drop You know none of them songs gon flop You know all of them songs gon pop I went platinum again, my God I went two-tone on my drop Bugatti, thats one-point-six off stock Dont need no brakes, dont plan on stop I told that girl, I only want all the top Because punani always fall on my lap They know that I got the game all in a lock He talkin bout bird, we get that by the flock A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot I got way too much love right there, right for my block And as long as my heart beating, it will not stop

I really dont give a fuck about what you niggas sayin, man How you niggas feel, nigga, Im Bloody Its the motherfuckin death of me, ya dig? Ill tell you motherfuckers one thing, Im sayin Nigga fuckin hoes, Im just tellin you And a nigga rockin shows, Im just tellin you Ima go and get that money like Goodfellas do Yeah, I might eat it, it look edible Seventeen-five for these babies, yeah, they eligible Ooh, woo, he a gangster, he not scared of you Ima long stroke it, no beginner, boo Beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it Ima, Ima beat it and stroke it, watch me beat it, watch me stroke it Watch me beat it, watch me stroke it, yeah Ima beat it, Ima stroke it, Ima beat it, Ima stroke it Baby beat it baby stroke it, yeah Put it, dick down, baby come, ah I wan beat it, beat it, beat it up Come on baby, let me beat it, beat it, beat it up Hey, Ive been chillin in between a couple condos Dollar bills, real shit, and ma, I own it I got it all around, now let me show you what I wanna see I admit, me and Thugger throw pies on it I swear, I mean got some titties and thighs on it Ima fuck around and beat it, put some miles on you I know you’ll let me if I ask, gon shawty, bring that ass on Legs up, put em to the sky for me Im not sure if youre ready, Im not sure if youre ready Im not sure if youre ready, Im not sure if youre ready Im not sure if youre ready, Im not sure if youre ready Im not sure, Im not, not sure, yeah Nigga fuckin hoes, Im just tellin you And a nigga rockin shows, Im just tellin you Ima go and get that money like Goodfellas do Yeah, I might eat it, it look edible Seventeen-five for these babies, yeah, they eligible Ooh, woo, he a gangster, he not scared of you Ima long stroke it, no beginner, boo Beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it Ima, Ima beat it and stroke it, watch me beat it, watch me stroke it Watch me beat it, watch me stroke it, yeah Ima beat it, Ima stroke it, Ima beat it, Ima stroke it Baby beat it baby stroke it, yeah Put it, dick down, baby come, ah I wan beat it, beat it, beat it up Come on baby, let me beat it, beat it, beat it up Beat it up, stroke it for the Thugger, yeah Napoleon Ima fuck her with my ice on, Napoleon-on-on Beat lil shawty, fiend for shawty, eat lil shawty up, up, up, up Everything presidential, King Tut, what? Beat that pussy from the back Beat that pussy from the side, beat that pussy up Baby get that pussy wet And Ima slip in, Ima slide in and eat that pussy up Heat it up, eat it up, baby girl, Im beat it, beat it up Hey, I need whole Santa Claus motherfuckers Suck my balls while it jiggle And Im havin stripes just like a zebra Drop top Bentley, come through screamin on you people Drinkin lean is my motherfuckin thing Same bed as T.I.P. cause Im a king Tuck my chain in and I swear it still bling You aint never needed a thing Motherfucker whatever you think Your old lady gon wink, pussy nigga you know Nigga fuckin hoes, Im just tellin you And a nigga rockin shows, Im just tellin you Ima go and get that money like Goodfellas do Yeah, I might eat it, it look edible Seventeen-five for these babies, yeah, they eligible Ooh, woo, he a gangster, he not scared of you Ima long stroke it, no beginner, boo Beat it and stroke it, beat it and stroke it Ima, Ima beat it and stroke it, watch me beat it, watch me stroke it Watch me beat it, watch me stroke it, yeah Ima beat it, Ima stroke it, Ima beat it, Ima stroke it Baby beat it baby stroke it, yeah Put it, dick down, baby come, ah I wan beat it, beat it, beat it up Come on baby, let me beat it, beat it, beat it up

Yea, Thugger, 21 Lets get it Hold on, hold on, hold on Used to be debt down , hop out the jet now We dont play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now I just got a new foreign, bout to go park the Vette now And I got the dawgs with me , yeah, better call the vet now I want some inside head now , bout to call my bitch now I got a Harley Davidson now , bout to pass the T-Rex down I do the whip, no eggs now , I got chips and VICs now Bout to Liu Kang kick it now Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now Real big tongue on my kicks Baby, put your tongue on my dick I put ice on my kids I put red in my dreads Act got here with my medicine Nigga pop, drip, we wet Man I got some ice on my ankle Fuck around, gon head, slit it It was heavy smoke in my chest Might jeopardize my checks Im bout to pop another X Then Ima fuck on my ex And Im gon pour my syrup Not my Act, just red And I had em on deck Think he bout to keep my check Green diamonds, on me like piss And I’m a mogul not a peasant I just got a new Kel-Tec And it dont come with no kick And I came up from nothin Louis Vuitton my neck High end clothes on deck Let em all read my text Used to be dead down , hop out the jet now We dont play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now I just got a new foreign, bout to go park the Vette now And I got the dawgs with me , yeah, better call the vet now I want some inside head now , bout to call my bitch now I got a Harley Davidson now , bout to pass the T-Rex down I do the whip, no eggs now , I got chips and VICs now Bout to Liu Kang kick it now Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now Yeah, Saint Laurent Don, yeah Got a lot of blue money, yeah, yeah I cut my thumb, yeah, yeah Bums chasin crumbs, yeah, yeah Gucci jacket, ah yeah, yeah Fuckin on the mattress, ah yeah, yeah Got a Draco in traffic, ah yeah I just left Magic, throwin ones out the plastic, yeah, yeah Im with Slime in that Maybach and we laughin These rappers jumpin dick to dick and we laughin Come and get your baby mama, this bitch a maggot Half a ticket, worth a jewelry in my carry-on baggage Thinkin bout pullin Savages card, you must be on acid Cheap ass shots got her feelin like plastic My earrings cost more than a nigga life savin Fuck a weddin ring, I gave her a mouth full of babies Used to be dead down , hop out the jet now We dont play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now I just got a new foreign, bout to go park the Vette now And I got the dawgs with me , yeah, better call the vet now I want some inside head now , bout to call my bitch now I got a Harley Davidson now , bout to pass the T-Rex down I do the whip, no eggs now , I got chips and VICs now Bout to Liu Kang kick it now Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now

Supah Mario Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops Nigga had to run cause I had meds in my socks Hit the rocky road, then I led em to the projects Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop em Fuck a callin card cause fuck a fuckin cock block Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks All them bitches round, tryna trick me out my cock Trappin out a four door, old Carrera with the drop I been in the trenches, what these niggas call pork and beans Chillin with the Zoes, thats my family, they my ahks Cook it, watch it roll round the pot, then they come shop Playin with the Spider, they pull up and then they chop Niggas round here funny, we cook up the bunnies I done showed my chest, bitches say they want me I dont know the rest, niggas aint no slimy Show you the finesse, everybody round me Everywhere I go, I keep that strap like Im horny Yellow diamonds on me, uh-uh-uh, but Im not corny I am so not sorry, so dont tell me bout your story Black and white seats, Ore, five rings, Horry MAC-10 hungry, you pussies are baloneys I been with your mummy cause your daddy a jabroni I been in the top room at Tootsies, they aint stop me They know I got money, and I dont want nothing Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops Nigga had to run cause I had meds in my socks Hit the rocky road, then I led em to the projects Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop em Fuck a callin card cause fuck a fuckin cock block Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks All them bitches round, tryna trick me out my cock Trappin out a four door, old Carrera with the drop Big baguettes on necks, it make lil mama come and pamper me I be with my brodie cause he wont let nothin happen to me I dont want your baby, girl, youre nothin but a scam to me I been ballin on niggas like D Wade and they cant handle me Broke niggas scam to me , dont put out my candle, leave I just hit my grower, now we growin nothin but Hercules I just hit my dawg up, he said he went to church for me Ran into the opps, kill em cause they tryna murder me My necklace look like Starburst Make em all squirt Let me shop, ho, I cant buss you in the mall, jerk Shoot a nigga hands up like Im Lil Durk I got semi-automatics on the tour bus Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops Nigga had to run cause I had meds in my socks Hit the rocky road, then I led em to the projects Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop em Fuck a callin card cause fuck a fuckin cock block Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks All them bitches round, tryna trick me out my cock Trappin out a four door, old Carrera with the drop

Its a Friday, Im bout to go off Got my chains on and Im bout to show off DJ Snake up in here about to go off Now go off, now go off Goddamn! Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress On the run, nigga, gunnin for the checks These niggas dont know the half These niggas dont know the half See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash Gettin high for the low, shit was bad These niggas dont know the half These niggas dont know the half Swear to God, these niggas dont know the half Ooooohhh Kill em off like I got a mask on it Guillotine a Benz, you dont know the half of it Whole squad winnin, you got small money Dont need too many hands, I need all of it You aint ever been around, call me 2Pac Pull up in my old hood in a new drop On that kush, on that kush, blow a cloud of it Im the man, Im the man, yeah Im proud of it Blowin bands, got em jumpin out the window Shout out, shout out, pour some more and call it reload Know I pull up, pull up on em like a free throw Or go straight up, up the middle like Im D. Rose Treat your chick just like a whip and get another one Wanna grab it, push it, smash and get another one See my dogs on top, thats the math of it Multiply the money up, no thats just half of it Ooooohhhh Smoke that kushy, smoke that kushy, baby Meanwhile, me and you stuntin, that lil mushy, baby I dont want cook, I wanna book it, baby Ill knock that lil shit out the park to let you know Im not no rookie, baby Oh, take a breath These niggas dont know the half of the first steps My day one niggas, I dont pick through, I dont stutter step Thats cakin, nigga, you not a pimp, you dont know the steps She showered and she dry it off, and then she lay it That head done brought that dope back, like Im in the 80s Ima pimp the parkin lot, Ima let you play it You never posed to stop, but you can relay it And Im like woo You dont know the half, you dont know the mothafuckin truth You dont know how much stress I release when Im on boots Its all a lot, you dont know what come behind the groove Its a lot, but- but get with, lil nigga, I do Oooohhhh They dont know See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash Gettin high for the low, shit was bad These niggas dont know the half These niggas dont know about it These niggas dont know the half

Wheezy outta here Wee, woo Woo-ooh, ooh Divide the shooters Then split up the house Intruder, the West Wing They knockin ya off The AP a Mille, the baguette It spilled, just look at the frost Pull all of my whips out I make the North look a little awesome The circle of bosses Pussy, you better not cross us We asked your bitch Her pussy be wetter than faucets I close my fist My ice, it make an announcement I raise a brick Make her go hike on a mountain She got Eliantte on her neck Light blue, all the hunduns, let it spread I told her its nap time, with the red Rolls Royce, Forgiato, what I said Sippin lean, but got no sinus I could turn to a mad scientist Board a jet in like any climate Bitches tryna come over and dine in Throw 11 like Matt Ryan Most my bitches and me are tight and Hurt her heart with no Neosporin, then Ima watch it like WiFi Clear water on her neck, nigga, dont see the shark Back to back, double R trucks, no key to park it Name the location, we mark it We gotta move the smartest I got a K in my office You ever seen a carcass? Growed up to be an arsoner Breathin out fire, like oxygen McLaren, it came equipped Pressin the gas, and exhaust the whip We get the strain and dip Cant pull up on me, come get your chips Heard car got flipped They might pull up on you with sticks in the Lyft Hey, Im countin these racks up in the bed I still took the pill, didnt know what it said They catering Activis at the weddin I travel with the Draco or the chete You think that she straight Im turnin her gay, got her kissin a lady She quiet as kept, I slap on her face and bite on her lips My closet silk, the Maybach outside, and the floor is equipped I dont recept, no receptionists, I dont accept Tall, red shit, yeah, she inspire me Woo, flavor, no freak, make a bitch shine my teeth Teeth, we dont want peace, yeah, were clearly young beasts Oh, oh, oh, I gotta speed, baby, this a Lamborghini Woah, I dont need a seat, Id rather run through the streets Woo, hunnid K a week, livin at the Grand Marquis Woo, how much I can eat? I gotta see Whoo, I gotta see, I was at the Grand Marquis Divide the shooters Then split up the house Intruder, the West Wing They knockin ya off The AP a Mille, the baguette It spilled, just look at the frost Pull all of my whips out I make the North look a little awesome The circle of bosses Pussy, you better not cross us We asked your bitch Her pussy be wetter than faucets I close my fist My ice, it make an announcement I raise a brick Make her go hike on a mountain

Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Got a blue bankroll, my money dont fold I bet you shell do it for the bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Got a blue bankroll, my money dont fold I bet you shell do it for the bankroll Girl, you talkin that shit, man, I dont wanna hear it Talkin that shit, girl, you better say it clearer I just wanna know if theres gon be some interference Cause Im lookin all around if that ass makin an appearance Pledge allegiance to the flag, take the money out the bag Throw the paper in the air, see it stickin on her leg Oh damn, better act quick, got an actress bouncin on a mattress Got her doin backflips, hold up Roll up If you dont smoke weed, baby, so what? If you drank too much, baby, throw up Then pour up This ya, this ya, this ya first time, you need to grow up Got dinner reservations out at Boa Yeah the cameras always flashin when we show up Gotta look fly cause you know they takin photos Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Got a blue bankroll, my money dont fold I bet you shell do it for the bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Got a blue bankroll, my money dont fold I bet you shell do it for the bankroll Walk in with a pocket full of broccoli Bitch, Im rich like I hit the fuckin lottery Started in the trap with an elbow Hit a split on the dick for a bankroll I was ridin in a Masi, me and Diplo Tell your bitch get low like a 64 I dont play no games, Nintendo Rollie cost a bird, hold it out the window Ima make it flip like Skippa Got a freak every week, I cant kiss her Red and white Lamb like a peppermint Bankroll in each pocket, bitch Im hella rich Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Your boyfriend cuffin you like po-po Pour some more Act, movin slow-mo You aint got the bankroll its a no go Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Got a blue bankroll, my money dont fold I bet you shell do it for the bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll Got a blue bankroll, my money dont fold I bet you shell do it for the bankroll Pardon me, Im just ballin over from the sideline Pardon your bitch, she aint watchin me, Im going primetime Rich nigga shit, bet the bitchll jump on a nigga dick Bet the bitchll do it Rich nigga shit, bet the bitchll jump on the whole clique Drop the soap with her She wet like a boat with her Ima wet her up like a cold killer Thugger Thugger the cold nigga I done flipped a bird Then I saw the bitch pat right down on her And Ive been rich for the last five years No I cannot pipe down Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll Say she wanna do it for a bankroll Pull up to the trap at the back door Aint tryna see them clothes on no more Baby just do it for a bankroll

Maybe theres a nat out here You said what? Oh my God, Ronny Look I got a bullet with somebodys name on it I get up on em, I dont need no aim on it Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it Called up his bitch showed my dick let her lay on it Im in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it I see a soda, Im pouring an eight on it I fucked that bitch at the Wal-Mart in Tussin Row I had that pack at the Westin, no Smithn tho He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam I had his bitch in the back, what he didnt know I came a long way from bandos Now all my bosses got flavored they Kenneth Cole I walked up on a the craps game, what they hittin fo I keep the polish, Im not talkin steel toes I hit a seven And picked up The dinner roll  I get the bread then I fuck me a center fold Eyeball the purp like my name is Gorilla Zoe I’m from the place where the killers and sinners go I just cut the grass and seen the motherfucking snakes I took off my bandana and showed my fucking face Rose gold bandana, I tatted on my ay Five thousand dollar soap every time I bathe I just told her, Maybe I mean what I said I dont really play and I hope you think its shade I had to jot down the names to remember hoes When I come back with this K Ima kill a hoe Thought I wasnt gettin no syrup I put my cum on her face but Im pitiful I got a pack of them Skittles, bro All different flavors and all different flavor type of hoes All of them centerfolds Look I got a bullet with somebodys name on it I get up on em, I dont need no aim on it Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it Called up his bitch showed my dick let her lay on it Im in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it I see a soda, Im pouring an eight on it Dont say RJ without mrLA on it Got a machine gun and it got a K on it You got a debt and somebody gon pay on it I got a bed and your bitch wanna plank on it Cut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy Fuck your dead homies and your memories, ayy I got a gun it got auto and spray on it I dont do lay away, I cannot pay on it Foot on they neck and I swear Ima stay on it Cant wait till greatness so they got to wait on it Niggas too sweet, I could just put my bae on it I fuck on a granny, her hair and it got gray on it Catch it out back, Ima blow out her back These niggas too slimey and playin with a sack I got the stick, Im equipped YSL ballin like we won the ship These niggas some hoes, Ima go off the rip Walk through the back, they take me to the VIP I sent her back there just to get some more hip Ass is so fat and its soft as a lip Gave her the D, now she lovin a Crip He wanna play, put his name on the tip Look I got a bullet with somebodys name on it I get up on em, I dont need no aim on it Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it Called up his bitch showed my dick let her lay on it Im in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it I see a soda, Im pourin an eight on it I fucked that bitch at the Wal-Mart in Tussin Row I had the pack at the Westin, no Smithn tho He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam I had his bitch in the back, what he didnt know, hm I came a long way from bandos Now all my bosses got flavored they Kenneth Cole I walked up on the craps game, what it hittin fo? I keep em polish, Im not talkin steel toes

We got London On Da Track Yeah yeah yeah I got a feelin, one of these niggas gon try me No Im not fearing, my bitch got tattoos and piercings Yeah, she got tattoos and piercings, tattoos and piercings, bitch Tattoos and piercings Ten racks on shawty too Ten racks on brothers too Ten racks on sisters too Ten racks, on Rollies too Ten racks, on Bloody too Ten racks I give you two Ten racks, I need a few Ten racks, gon pay my dues Dont like your middle man Boat life like Gilligan I push the ceiling in None of you trill as him I done went brazy Talk bout equations Penthouse a play pen Boolin, Im lazy I done bought so many mollies, Im in Michigan Put my hoe friend out the spot, you know she listening And I might be in some trouble if she mention it I might get a bitch a band, just to look at them I done iced out my gold rollie It look better than a trophy And these bitches conniving, I know all these bitches want me They gon fuck my lil homie, yeah, yeah, they bogus Ima pull out screaming hokey pokey okey I got a feelin, one of these niggas gon try me No Im not fearing, my bitch got tattoos and piercings Yeah, she got tattoos and piercings, tattoos and piercings, bitch Tattoos and piercings Ten racks on shawty too Ten racks on brothers too Ten racks on sisters too Ten racks, on Rollies too Ten racks, on Bloody too Ten racks I give you two Ten racks, I need a few Ten racks, gon pay my dues Take out some time and just count it I dont like old schools, Im not mounted YSL, bitch, Im the founder Suck dick and get an allowance What do they know about my swag? How many bands in my bag? Bitten and curbing the style Fifty-six thousand on cabs Paid for my taxes I did not have to cheat I am no Beyonce but Im a big B I got extendos, not talking no tees You smoking Indo, dont stand next to me I get my weed from Snoop Dogg, its OG, yeah Money still growing on trees, yeah Rich nigga ride with police, yeah Wont jeopardize none of these pieces, yeah I got a feelin, one of these niggas gon try me No Im not fearing, my bitch got tattoos and piercings Yeah, she got tattoos and piercings Tattoos and piercings Ten racks on shawty too Ten racks on brothers too Ten racks on sisters too Ten racks, on Rollies too Ten racks on Bloody too Ten racks I give you two Ten racks, I need a few Ten racks, gon pay my dues We got London On Da Track

Hey, YSL Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah I got the streets in a head lock I got your bitch in leg lock I do not fuck with the fed cops F-150, I bed her All of my niggas gon get it We gon bust it down and split it Fast food I want the chickens Igloo I freeze the city I can see you in a Bentley In the back like Oprah Winfrey Umbrella like Mr. Bentley My dick be sniping these bitches Ima make it rain on her forehead Fuck you pay me just like Uncle Sam said Ho this aint no fur this a lamb head You cant get the picture but the Cam did Pull up in nuthin but big bodies On top like Scotty 2 Hotty Load up the fire then I light it Shootin shit get me excited Double C cups, fuck the titties, I try it Piece of me inside her mouth call it trident Nigga having sex on a boat I got my water on, I need me a float I am, the black kid where is all my folks I slimed them out then I left em on the shore I got bands on me, yes I meant plural I am, so fresh man I feel like Im a tourist And I want 50 whole bands for a chorus Everytime I ball you know that Ima score Please take off them drawers man you making Thug bored Ima hit the showroom and make a damn flood Man, I wonder why all them niggas important Man my ice is water like a cosa nostra I swear to swear to god baby Im a big slime, already told you I got the streets in a head lock I got your bitch in leg lock I do not fuck with the fakers F-150, I bed her All of my niggas gon get it We gon bust it down and split it Fast food I want the chickens Igloo I freeze the city I can see you in a Bentley In the back like Oprah Winfrey Umbrella like Mr. Bentley My dick be sniping these bitches Ima make it rain on her forehead Fuck you pay me just like Uncle Sam said Ho this aint no fur this a lamb head You cant get the picture but the cam did I wont lay down til theres ice in my ears I wont drink it unless it syrup dont want beer Aint in no prision but when I appear You see my diamonds from far but Im near Blingin, Im blingin, my chopper gon ring, yes I ring it Off em no reason, I kill em on spot at Four Seasons Ice skating like Lupe Fiasco Ima stack them hundreds tall no Rango And Im only 23 but I got stains though When we kill em we wont hold any remains though Im the fucking Randy Savage Riding with the karats and the bad bitches Nigga must be a crip cause he drinking so much red, it aint Actavis Ima start from the middle then Im headin to the top then Im going deep all in that pussy Lil baby want all of my cream and you know its all white Im mushy And you know her old man be a pussy ass nigga like a bookie Plus T.I. took it but I ate the cookie! I got the streets in a head lock I got your bitch in leg lock I do not fuck with the fakers F-150, I bed her All of my niggas gon get it We gon bust it down and split it Fast food I want the chickens Igloo I freeze the city I can see you in a Bentley In the back like Oprah Winfrey Umbrella like Mr. Bentley My dick be sniping these bitches Ima make it rain on her forehead Fuck you pay me just like Uncle Sam said Ho this aint no fur this a lamb head You cant get the picture but the cam did

Dance, dance Jewelry, dance Hublot, three in the country Me, Bird and Wayne, thats a lot of paper I told her I want boneless chicken like a egg Fuck nigga play with my presies, they end up dead I spent a mil on her budget cause Im not scared Got silky hair like a mullet, I want that head I dont know why, I dont know why, I dont know what? These bitches draining everything out of my nuts I fix your face by putting this dick in your lil butt, yeah Made an appointment to get this hoe out my head I got all five of her friends inside of one bed Bitch Im attracted to your plug like Im a fed All of these bitches rea-dy Ill tell you what, Ill tell you what, Ill tell you what Bitches jump me and I tell that ho to help my buzz I dont got no reason to be cheating on that lil girl Stop it, Im just kidding, I get new hoes by the month I get agitated, you decapitated Im too educated to be round here hating I build up my acres like a landscaper Molly put me to sleep and a Xan awake us Im different so I told her I want boneless chicken like a egg Fuck nigga play with my presies, they end up dead I spent a mil on her budget cause Im not scared Got silky hair like a mullet, I want that head I dont know why, I dont know why, I dont know what? These bitches draining everything out of my nuts I fix your face by putting this dick in your lil butt, yeah I want cheese, Im not talking Stuart Little Drop top, parking lot pimping with all my niggas Bullet never stop and I paint it call that my nigga Top or bottom bunk with a thousand on a flock I bought a Bentley with the top off for my baby, nigga I bet 100,000 one day, now Im actin bitter I fucked that bitch one night and moved to see her baby, nigga Im smoking purple and banana like a Laker, nigga Fuck in the car wash, I can wet it up myself Got me stuck on first base, I cant take no other step She gon treat me good without crutches, I need her help Dont wanna be the odd ball by myself Im different so I told her I want boneless chicken like a egg Fuck nigga play with my presies, they end up dead I spent a mil on her budget cause Im not scared Got silky hair like a mullet, I want that head I dont know why, I dont know why, I dont know what? These bitches draining everything out of my nuts I fix your face by putting this dick in your lil butt, yeah

I feel like Im the highest in the room I feel like I could fucking kiss the moon See shawty over there, bitch looking at me, she kinda cute See a nigga over there, hes steamin on up like ramen soup Ive been tripping, high off blue dream Breathe into me, you know Inhale, exhale, Im so dizzy They cant see me, Im gone Woah, oh, they dont go as hard as I do, oh I brought some to the party for you, oh Ill mix it up and serve it for you Party favors for you Party favors for you Oh, I got some party favors for you Oh, I got some party favors for you Oh, yeah baby I got that special just for you Oh, I got some party favors for you Clouds of smoke are rising in the air I feel their eyes when everybody stare See a hater over there, they scheming on me cause Im the truth Im with my homies over here and we aint got no love for you Ive been tripping, high off blue dream Breathe into me, you know Inhale, exhale, Im so dizzy They cant see me, Im gone Woah, oh, they dont go as hard as I do, oh I brought some to the party for you, oh Ill mix it up and serve it for you Party favors for you Party favors for you Oh, I got some party favors for you Oh, I got some party favors for you Oh, yeah baby I got that special just for you Oh, I got some party favors for you Its something fishy going on and I smell it You leave that dough around that girl and shell deal it Papi stay outside the first time, I just forget it I know if she get pulled over, boy she’ll tell it Yeah nigga I know Hit her with the sham, but no mop and glow Put that bitch on the E-way and it ain’t no stop and go I took Hannah Montana before the show I got 50 bands on me, no Calico Rolling out that bounty check your visas Pull up in that Rari watch your G’s house Hard smile for the one’s that didnt believe us Hard dick for the ones that they wanna be with us Lots of bullets for them boys that misleaded us Yeah, nigga bustin, way too hot to touch him But I’m elephant tusking Real gangsta, bitch, I’m on my Russian Oh, I got some party favors for you Oh, I got some party favors for you Oh, now baby I got that special just for you Oh, I got some party favors for you

I spent a check on a whip, on a bitch, on a grip, on a flip Lost it all and got it right back, yeah I fell in love with a chick that I thought was my bitch Til I found out it wasnt really like that, yeah So I wont be around anymore I can hear the sounds of the war And this aint goin down like before I can hear the sounds of the war I used to make love to a down-ass trick, you could bend her backwards I dont need much but a badass bitch and a Netflix password I know that Im comin home late, but fuck it, what we gon do after? Im tryna get head today, go to work like you got rent to pay She a daddys girl like Reginae I paid my dues, I aint gon lose Hit em with the hand, the Deebo All of you birds is Dan DeVito Ima die a legend like Dan Marino I just blew a check at the damn casino Stroll through life like I aint got rules You think I aint shit if I aint got you But how you gon walk if you aint got shoes? Ayy Shawty shootin bullets from the Pontiac She a ventilatin hypochondriac She just wanna know where the Molly at I just wanna know where the party at Ima leave your ass where I got you at Damn, you done let the dog off the leash Cant talk to me, now Im harder to reach You dont belong to me, you belong to the streets I spent a check on a whip, on a bitch, on a grip, on a flip Lost it all and got it right back, yeah I fell in love with a chick that I thought was my bitch Til I found out it wasnt really like that, yeah So I wont be around anymore I can hear the sounds of the war And this aint goin down like before And I can hear the sounds of the war Yeah, yeah, yeah I got a Rolls, a pink Chanel, like RIP Prodigy Even when Im just in at the spot, my wrist is a forty Im in New York with five hundred sticks and we sell em two thousand apiece A hundo for privates, yeah, land in Hawaii, my bitches in Honolulu I hopped off a jet and I land in Dubai Look like she got red contact in her eyes Im bout to ride, you know you can slide Im bout to ride, but I dont do lie Want your body like Nicki Minaj Hypnotize your jeweler with these diamonds Takin mine, yeah, thats an honor I fuck with you, but this one done, yeah And all my life, I just wanted to be me, babe And all my life I just wanted to be free Said all them nights spent together, we would stay up til forever You act like you dont remember, but I do And thats alright cause I know what its gon be, babe Said, Thats alright, I found someone else for me So when you see us out together, please act like I never met you I just thought that I should let you know that I wont be around anymore I can hear the sounds of the war And this aint goin down like before I can hear the sounds of the war So I wont be around anymore I can hear the sounds of the war And this aint goin down like before And I can hear the sounds of the war Yeah, yeah, yeah Mally Mall

Wheezy Beatz I was riding on a bike On a very late night She give me chills, Im for real Im the one with soul, and I know your role A real one for sure I wont fill your coke, I wont fill lipo I wont no, no, no Oh yeah yeah, look, oh yeah yeah, oh Oh yeah yeah, oh Look at that stare right there, that stare right there That stare right there, yeah, yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah If I stunt on them niggas you dont Ill walk that street Next to my bike Child on the front Child on the bike like we livin overseas I had a dream these niggas stood over me I had a bad bitch, and she ate it off a cake Drunk off your love and I just stood by the sink Look in these eyes, they disguise you to me I just popped like rubber bands on it Her booty fly like L.A., I just land on it Yeah, top notch saran on it Yeah, baby tell me where we stand Her booty big as a sedan, Im like Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Look at that stare right there, that stare right there That stare there, yeah, yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Now I be cruisin to Lil Uzi Talking shit, so pass the toothpaste Leave that to them, aint nothin to do with it I want head like due date, yeah I remember you popped your first bottle I remember I had my first toddler Nothin changed, I remember I had my third toddler Yeah lil Wanda, she was my syrup partner Free lil Unfoonk, he got an Earth doctor I ranned off on some of my cursed doctors Dropped the racks right on em like a girl got em Im just in it, bae, this your world, yeah yeah And if you like em, then I love em, they deserve partners You left a bag for me to see–e You left a bag and now you hurt me I only helped you pack your bag because you irk me Do it hurt when you gone? Im like Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Look at that stare right there, that stare right there That stare right there, yeah, yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah Fuck em all and fuck what they thinkin First it wet then it multiply, yeah You still piped, you aint take it down, yeah Mekhi Phifer, its goin down, yeah yeah Bae you know that its goin down Im they ticket, they hold me down And Im so in love with the town Much respect when you come around Wheezy Beatz I was riding on a bike On a very late night She give me chills, Im for real

I got Lil Ian in this motherfucker with me, you know what Im sayin? Yeah Wheezy outta here Yeah, I just bought a drop Shit, I took off the top Shit, I fucked on a thot Shit, I kicked the bitch out Yeah, I aim to the past Yeah, I took all the packs Shit, cause, nigga, Im slime Shit, you say thats your kind Yeah, I know when its time I add up the wins, its a dime You lock em up, let em back out You feedin these pigs rhymes You know that I switch and resigns You know I come quick with designs My homie done whip it a nine Inside the car green, its a slime Yeah Shit, inside the car green, its a slime My latest ho Saint Laurent I pay her to make the blunt I throw me a ten, Im done Im fuckin her friend for somethin I take the doors off the Wraith to the top Im in the space Jeep for somethin Got a tall Asian drink, sippin red, bitch Put the blue on the floor like a Maverick Take care all my bitches, I aint selfish Hands off a tycoon, wheres your manners? Yeah, I just bought a drop Shit, I took off the top Shit, I fucked on a thot Shit, I kicked the bitch out Yeah, I aim to the past Yeah, I took all the packs Shit, cause, nigga, Im slime Shit, you say thats your kind Yeah, I know when its time I add up the wins, its a dime You lock em up, let em back out You feedin these pigs rhymes You know that I switch and resigns You know I come quick with designs My homie done whip it a nine Inside the car green, its a slime Okay, Im a lil cooler Uh, yeah, slime a lil booler Uh, okay I dont need a shooter Uh, I got a Glock with a ruler These are not pointed baguettes Her pussy wet like my neck Uh, aint gon love no more pussy, Ima go connect I put a Z on a brand-new, all-red, long Corvette I got hoes like the muzzle on a brand-new TEC I gotta leave you, its nice to meet you I was on Cleveland Oop, I mean Bleveland Yeah, I just bought a drop Shit, I took off the top Shit, I fucked on a thot Shit, I kicked the bitch out Yeah, I aim to the past Yeah, I took all the packs Shit, cause, nigga, Im slime Shit, you say thats your kind Yeah, I know when its time I add up the wins, its a dime You lock em up, let em back out You feedin these pigs rhymes You know that I switch and resigns You know I come quick with designs My homie done whip it a nine Inside the car green, its a slime

Ill pull up on em, pull up Yeah Shit, Ill get it, no cap Sex My lil shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin her If I roll up the Maybach windows We dont care bout the listeners I dont know what a nigga told you But he shouldve told you Im killin him Ive been draped in Margielas And I dont need credentials If a nigga cant put that shit on Gotta get off the premises I just came from the crack of the dawn Cause a nigga was strugglin Had to put all my young niggas on Aint no jewelry we sharing Had to rock the two-tones on the same day Cause these niggas been trippin I triple up, pour up my cup and its all Tussion My coupe got nitro and all dustin We smokin these niggas like kush Yeah, when we fuck on these hoes, make em gush Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne, head to Tootsies I fuck on your ho and she say thats my pussy I wet paper napkin, Im wipin my dick off This Actavis slushin, my ho drink that Cristal She wrapped in saran, dressed fresh as she can Cause I just been playin with these bands I open my hand, theres nothin but bands Now YSL big as Japan I had dropped in the Lam, ducked fast as I can Cause I was gettin trailed by a van Im poppin, my mama, my bitch And even my baby mama whip a sedan I just spent some bands, spent five-hundred grand Im waitin on these bags to land Im cool as a fan, you play with my man And we come and takin your land I took YSL from here to the can And got niggas waitin to land I told all my niggas, Sit back, its a scam When these niggas go on a rant My lil shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin her If I roll up the Maybach windows We dont care bout the listeners I dont know what a nigga told you But he shouldve told you Im killin him Ive been draped in Margielas And I dont need credentials If a nigga cant put that shit on Gotta get off the premises I just came from the crack of the dawn Cause a nigga was strugglin Had to put all my young niggas on Aint no jewelry we sharing Had to rock the two-tones on the same day Cause these niggas been trippin Spent a whole hundred racks on the plain Jane Thats a cool pretty penny, you lil bitty bitches Know me by my first and my last name I done went got the riches, Im matchin the vision Im fuckin these hoes in the backstage No, I dont do no kisses She know I just tip her and send her on home like a Backpage I been playin with this ice, look like Ice Age I just got me a rose gold chain, it remind me of Moët Got the Louis V shirt and belt and chain, should have seen how I wore it I call the slimes thatll pull up with the things thatll kill all the noise After U.S., now Im headed out to Spain, I got foreign lil whores That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit in my kidney I got lil shawty inside a Mulsanne, she dont know its a Bentley She asked me for a lil help on her back end and you know that I did it Found an old check and I went to go cash it, lot of money we gettin My lil shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin her If I roll up the Maybach windows We dont care bout the listeners I dont know what a nigga told you But he shouldve told you Im killin him Ive been draped in Margielas And I dont need credentials If a nigga cant put that shit on Gotta get off the premises I just came from the crack of the dawn Cause a nigga was strugglin Had to put all my young niggas on Aint no jewelry we sharing Had to rock the two-tones on the same day Cause these niggas been trippin I ordered two more two-tones Callin my plug on two phones Lambos, six-fours, got it offset, its sittin low My shit stainless, dont put your fingers on it No, these aint no finger waves, bitch, this aint Tony! Toni! Toné! I feel like Kurt Cobain, hit your brain with the shotgun Get my niggas do it for me, I never shot one And watch her get on her knees, give me that rug burn I told her I got five on me, send me the wire My lil shawty had bumped her head And I steady been whippin her If I roll up the Maybach windows We dont care bout the listeners I dont know what a nigga told you But he shouldve told you Im killin him Ive been draped in Margielas And I dont need credentials If a nigga cant put that shit on Gotta get off the premises I just came from the crack of the dawn Cause a nigga was strugglin Had to put all my young niggas on Aint no jewelry we sharing Had to rock the two-tones on the same day Cause these niggas been trippin That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit on my Porsche This my lil shawty first time inside the Lam, she cant open the doors I do not fuck with you disloyal niggas, thought the world could be yours Cross out the double and hit him with a triple hitter, no other choice

T.I.P. and Young Thugger, nigga Yeah, you know Tip bangin nigga Aint nothing changed but the bezels and the rings Watches and the chains Hey, your future my past, I shoot yo hoe ass Just like a bitch, I will do yo hoe ass My MAC-10 is intergalactic, whats crackin? You lookin for action, Ill Pluto your ass Lookin for some trouble, what it do nigga? I dont really need but a few niggas And for the most part, Im a cool nigga But Ill stomp a mudhole into you, nigga, check it The hoe shit you kick, Im not wit it You pull it over there, Ima mind my business But if you come in my yard, disregard my gangsta Will I aim that banger? Nigga find out, didnt he? I put his ass in a box on timeout For the wrong thought, blow a nigga mind out You was talkin all that shit, now whatchu cryin bout? When it go down, Im the wrong one to rhyme bout, nigga Say-say-say you did what? What cha lyin bout, nigga? Im a front street nigga, you a wannabe nigga Everybody know you dont want none of me, nigga Armageddon for you what it gonna be, nigga Hey, all I gotta do is make my plan All the motherfucking games, I dont play my man And if I slap his ass now in the mouth Bet next time I see him, pussy nigga try to shake my hand Pull-up shootin out the Avalanche Ever since I counted blue cheese, I aint likin ranch I done sold a hunnid thousand bales of midgets like I got a plant Let me see your hands if you feel like you the man I want war, nigga Pull up, pull up, pull up I need war, nigga Shoot, I need some war, heyyyyy I swear to-I need the war Hey, W-A-R Pull up in a car, two hunnid stars What you shooting nigga? A.K., no handgun, uh Man, god damn, god damn Pullin up in the Lamb , cock that bitch and go ham Damn, pull up to the spot, shoot a nigga ground D-Damn, catch a nigga down bad, rob him ‘fore they hear him Ooh, catch me on the block, Young Thug got grams Ooh Ooh Ooh Who there? Nigga got Ks on Ks on shooters Hey, hey-hey, hey Hey, hey, hey-hey-hey Pull-up shootin out the Avalanche Ever since I counted blue cheese, I aint likin ranch I done sold a hunnid thousand bales of midgets like I got a plant Let me see your hands if you feel like you the man I want war, nigga Pull up, pull up, pull up I need war, nigga Shoot, I need some war, heyyyyy I swear to-I need the war Hey, W-A-R Ay, true facts, nik I swear to fuckin God, man Hey man, Im ready Hey look man, Im ready to go on cash out Hey man, nigga, diamonds to dog shit Nigga, you dont get rich, nigga, next three years Nigga, I swear to God, nigga You show me a ten million dollar tax return Ill give you ten million dollars, nigga Three years, nigga! Bitch ass

I got more hoes than Kanye West clothes These bitches swallowin and jumping like a fuckin toad Wanna kiss your body, it’s a lot, but hey Ms. Jackson Bae dont worry bout em I got em woah Fendi with Prada, need no stylists I dress clothes Dressing in style and Pat Rileys Imma let you ride it while I bite it Aye baby can we lay up, can we lay up Black nigga at the court counter there with a mink coat on Got a fat ass and some D cups on Call her at Popeyes, we can link up later on Nigga aired out the spot now we cant link later on I just want to flirt with you, want to flirt with you ya Took it straight from a boy Now I dont know what to do with you ya I dont care what yall think nigga just do you aye I was teachin my dawg like I was Blues Clues aye I just picked a 40 up on the back end Got lil mama in the room running back in I just popped a molly now Im going back in No features I dont do features I dont like leeches and I done had enough of these leakers yea If Texas love was a drug If Texas love was a drug If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug, drug, drug, drug, drug Drug, drug, drug I gahdamn Sell the fuck out I mean I wouldnt be able to keep a pack You know what Im saying How you digg that You can take a ride through the lime light I can take a ride through the wild life I can kick game like the Pied Piper YSL Denzel sniper Hundred bands in the damn Bible I got a hundred bodies and they all idols I first heard that they all bout it But these niggas aint even fightas And these niggas aint even buyers I heard they leasing everything they ridin in And all they kids passed out in the play pen Made a million dollars Im amazing They was popping collars I was patient Thats a massive foul nigga flagrant Got on hella chains like a slave bitch And Im at it never comtemplatin Nigga gripping tan up the damn street R.I.P. to Bankroll Fresh street Niggas ridin tan up the S40 The Maserati like the Kash Doll When the drought come bring them bags out Im in LA bring the plaid out Put the monkey bitches lookin sad out Watch a rich nigga issue cash out If Texas love was a drug If Texas love was a drug If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug If Texas, Texas, Texas was a drug, drug, drug, drug, drug I said if Texas love was a drug I would never give it up I would do a hundred year bout it Long as it get me right Long as it get me round Imma burn the house down If Texas was a drug If Texas showed the love I meant, they showed love so if Texas was a drug Id never never share I want it all in my belly I wan it all in my neck I want it all in my hair I want it all on my bae I want it all in my spot I want it all in the mansion I want to fuck on your thot Your baby momma at the spot You was tripping cause I had your baby momma at the spot She was with my hoe though nigga

Mustard on the beat, ho Got rackity-rack-rack-racks in my knapity-sack-sack-sack Ever since Tap-Tap-Tap, I feel like the brown boy back-back-back Prada shoes with the strap, in every color, Im proud of that All they see is success but they dont know where I started at I cant take no days off, I got money I gotta get Hit the gas and I take off, pipes be cracklin when I shift Its clear as you can see, got a big bankroll on me Got a coupe, got power seats three months before release Tattoos under my sleeve Got nigga old girl on her knees I spent a hundred thousand dollars on trees I spent a whole nother hundred on tees She got hair all down to her knees Now I call her Maybelline I got a cougar bitch in my driveway Tryna make a nigga pay her lease Trap, trappin, trappin Whole lot of bales and bricks, Ikea Woah, woah, woah I just been sippin on lean, I dont see us I would never trap, I was tryna rob him and his dealer Never goin back, switchin my shit like Ron Artest Rickity-rack-rack-racks Throwin off the Maybach hatch-hatch-hatch Ive been on set-set-set Throw it down the field, no crack back-back-back, ooh Ran up my sack-sack-sack I done went and bought all the set-set-sets Duck tape the patch-patch-patch Three hundred horse on the Cadillac, woah Got rackity-rack-rack-racks in my knapity-sack-sack-sack Ever since Tap-Tap-Tap, I feel like the brown boy back-back-back Prada shoes with the strap, in every color, Im proud of that All they see is success but they dont know where I started at I cant take no days off, I got money I gotta get Hit the gas and I take off, pipes be cracklin when I shift Its clear as you can see, got a big bankroll on me Got a coupe, got power seats three months before release Rackin up Krispy Kreme Every day I wear crispy tee I know you aint gettin no cheese Your shoe tongue aint got no Cs All my diamonds cold, on freeze Got designer A to Z I know Bs and I know Cs Make your bitch fall in love with a G Now I dont wanna wear no Js Pointers in the Cartiers on my face Stackin up for my future, came up livin day to day Should I buy a new watch? I just made a hundred racks today Gucci my tube socks, I got a different pair for every day I cant get no sleep, I got some habits I gotta kick I been drippin all week, minimum three thousand on my fit When you work for a boss like me, theres lots of advantages In my wildest dreams, I dont think that I could imagine this Got rackity-rack-rack-racks in my knapity-sack-sack-sack Ever since Tap-Tap-Tap, I feel like the brown boy back-back-back Prada shoes with the strap, in every color, Im proud of that All they see is success but they dont know where I started at I cant take no days off, I got money I gotta get Hit the gas and I take off, pipes be cracklin when I shift Its clear as you can see, got a big bankroll on me Got a coupe, got power seats three months before release

Yeah, yeah, yeah Ive been blind for a while now I just got the key, they let me in, no ID Doors openin up for me and now I see Ive been blind for a while now Ive been blind for a while now Every single goddamn day, a nigga think he next to leak it Tomatoes, mustard, mayonnaise Nigga better catch up, catch up, catch up, catch up Thankful that my head too hard for me to learn my lesson Cause the way I did it worked out fine, ooh, God you blessed me Probably aint believe me Know a nigga went through hell and back, now he finally on the TV Now a nigga dont even give a fuck no more, probably think its easy Let you know it aint easy I fuck her like a Bathing Ape, she run from the dick like a cheetah Two-tone AP watch on, never see me use it for a clock They see the way he fuckin up the charts I wonder is he ever gon stop? And he charge a hundred-fifty for the verses now Pay it or he never ever drop They noticed that a nigga music versatile Wonder if he ever goin pop? I just got the key, they let me in, no ID Doors openin up for me and now I see Ive been blind for a while now Ive been blind for a while now Lets go I just got the key, they let me in, no ID Doors openin up for me and now I see Ive been blind for a while now Ive been blind for a while now Yeah Ive been quarantined, livin with my kiddies Tryna teach me how to cha-cha, woah Fucked around, left the door open Now they know that they cant stop me Dont place me in no cop car Yeah, Im off probation, so its gas I blow I found love in my bitch, so I dont ask no more I can really sit back, aint gotta pass no dough All of my brothers get loot, I dont got ride with pistols They found him dead, he dissed you PTDS, dont you tell me you lost me Fuck all the rest, none them bitches are a nominee Go to the head whenever dogs with me die Got me riding til the sun come, blood on my white 1s I just got the key, they let me in, no ID Doors openin up for me and now I see Ive been blind for a while now Yeah, Ive been blind for a while now, yeah I just got the key, they let me in, no ID Doors openin up for me and now I see Ive been blind for a while now Ive been blind for a while now

Worth a couple hundred mil, no thousand This bitch wanna fuck me, but I charge by the hour My neck and my wrist in the shower Like how the fuck you growin up and baby say you childish? I just bought my young bitch a watch and now she wildin Stylin, profilin, you bitches cant devour it And Im Creflo Dollar smilin, we somewhere on an island, vibin Balls smell like powder, fuck it, take it to trial Take this shit to motherfuckin trial Take this shit to motherfuckin trial, yeah Take this shit to motherfuckin trial Take this shit to motherfuckin trial, yеah Slime-green AP look likе herpes on my wrist, uh Hold on, cook, woo, Im so Chef Boyardee with the dish I dont know you, bitch, dont try to tell me tie my kicks Count my chips, I aint talkin no dip See, my baby mama trippin, she dont get it Im on a mission to get these millions Im on the grind and Ima get it No cap, nigga, no kizzy Slime em out, lead, they gon tell em I aint listen When he call, he gon say that Im trippin You aint slime, thats just how I feel, nope You do not meet the criteria, nope I rep my life for real Thats your first time for real For slimes, you know Ill kill Bye-bye, goodnight, my dear Trial, I done beat it twice , state, Im undefeated like Feds came and snatched me, I dont know, no point in askin I was on Bleveland stuck like a magnet Bitch-ass nigga, Ill shoot at your mammy Need to sit down if you cant stand me I dont turn down, I up my stamina Take it to trial, get an appeal Take it to trial, yeah, you can whack em No back and forth, we dont tongue wrestle Pay for that casket, thats just if we whack em Yeah, yeah My young niggas pullin up Bentleys , Aston Martins, Raris, and Teslas Strapped with an F&N , choppers, carbines, know some steppers Got ice, not in no fridge, not in the safe, look like treasure We fuck, have a lot of sex , and her head feel like pleasure Shawty super slurpy, suck that Birky out that dick Maybach came with curtains and I still went got it tint YSL slimy and shady, they aint wavy like my clique High-end alterations, did that European stitch Fuck niggas get hit, I got me an opp list Im quick to switch topics, ah, no way I can snitch Watch me whack that bitch, ah, pop em like a cyst, ah Glock with the assist Take this shit to motherfuckin trial Take this shit to motherfuckin trial, yeah Take this shit to motherfuckin trial Take this shit to motherfuckin trial, yeah Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh

Yeah, yeah Millions, put it in the casket and buried it Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians Ayy, I suppose its a proposal Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos Ayy, put the racks in the console Ayy, blowin Os just like Cheerios Pakistanian bitch wanna lay with me I been in the trenches, slangin since a nigga was three Ive been on the road, on a plane, take a pic with me Bitch, I took a picture, try to frame me, try to riddle me , ayy Made a million bucks but I didnt touch the key, ayy I done tore it up now shawty lovin me , ayy I done ranned it up and now she fuck with me Now she wanna make a baby, now she wan be stuck with me Nasty ass bitch Trippin tryna kiss me, after suckin niggas dicks I cant put no hickey on your titties or your lips Fuck it, where your head? I aint even tryna hit All my cars fast, I aint even try to dip I aint no Dorito type of nigga, I stack chips Aint no pussy-eatin type of nigga, you aint dip Bitch, your mamacita tryna fuck us off the rip Ten racks, hunnid racks Millions, put it in the casket and buried it Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians Ayy, I suppose its a proposal Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos Ayy, put the racks in the console Ayy, blowin Os just like Cheerios Hunchback, Cadillac Daddy Fat Sax, my bitch a brat I been in the trenches fuckin nats All the hood hoes need love, gotta give it back Yeah, pay the bitches homage All my niggas with me one hunnid All the opps die every summer All the Glocks, give em to my mama All the Ks , at the hide Im a stunna , with the racks Im a slimeball til I die All the freaky hoes come outside All the nasty bitches outside You cant run, you cant even stay inside Get you killed, got a show in the Chi Thumb through it fast, got this bitch sayin, God, nigga Millions, put it in the casket and buried it Millions, niggas with me, bitches think we terrorists Billions, stack this cash and lay low like barbarians Brazilians, wax it and pass it to Australians Ayy, I suppose its a proposal Ayy, most these niggas, they some bozos Ayy, put the racks in the console Ayy, blowin Os just like Cheerios Me and Wheezy, thats the wave

Thugger This shit dont stop I, I recognize that Nigga, this shit gon keep goin, you know With or without it Ya dig? 808 Mafia Im with the 808 Mafia You want war, then I aint stoppin ya Im cookin the white girls for my boy Im havin rings like a motherfuckin lord No, I aint hesitating on no nigga Aint comin featherweight for no nigga Ima accelerate on the nigga Pussy ass niggas, I dont need no nigga I just joined a mob Im the boss, Im that boy I want millions with Floyd I shine bright in the dark Im a beast, where my feast? Honey me, Im a bee Ima trap with a Trojan Bite these red Applebees I pour fours in a cream soda My ice wet just like Daytona My dope white like South Dakota And my diamonds are black like Folgers Somebody tell em they aint stoppin me, no I call her tart, she gon come pop for me, yeah If I get her started, she gone start with me Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Yeah, yeah Im with the 808 Mafia You want war, then I aint stoppin ya Im cookin the white girls for my boy Im havin rings like a motherfuckin lord No, I aint hesitating on no nigga Aint comin featherweight for no nigga Ima accelerate on the nigga Pussy ass niggas, I dont need no nigga I just joined a mob Im the boss, Im that boy I want millions with Floyd I shine bright in the dark Im a beast, where my feast? Honey me, Im a bee Ima trap with a Trojan Bite these red Applebees Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Which one? Like, eenie miney meenie miney mo Which one? Like, eenie miney meenie miney mo I fuck with the Bentley You the type nigga that fuck with the Fiat Andalé, andalé, Im over here Yeah, hit it from the back I mix the lean with the Xan Rest in peace to A$AP Yams You know that movie Blow? Yeah, they based that right off me I pay my killer 20 a piece but Yo ass will get whacked for free Hatin on me, uh, it made me sick When I sneeze around her hair Bitch will let you kiss on that bitch lips, uh Now she round here licking dick Boy, now she realized Im the shit, wha? Steak and lobster and the shrimp, ayy Darko, Darko, Darko, Darko My gun cant fit on my hip, ayy If I can catch you my nigga, ayy I take it out on your crew, ayy If I cant find no more niggas, ayy I take it out your bitch Im with the 808 Mafia You want war, then I aint stoppin ya Im cookin the white girls for my boy Im havin rings like a motherfuckin lord No, I aint hesitating on no nigga Aint comin featherweight for no nigga Ima accelerate on the nigga Pussy ass niggas, I dont need no nigga I just joined a mob Im the boss, Im that boy I want millions with Floyd I shine bright in the dark Im a beast, where my feast? Honey me, Im a bee Ima trap with a Trojan Bite these red Applebees Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Eenie miney meenie miney mo Which one? Like, eenie miney meenie miney mo Which one? Like, eenie miney meenie miney mo

Lyrics from Snippets Hustlers, gamblers with scammers and strippers We poppin on X, we drinkin on chemicals This for El Chapo this for El Pablo This Fidel Castro til this green go faster Polar bear, Alaska, pure white cracka Lean make me hyphy I got a lil light ice, someone dont take me lightly I was on the block all day long, servin whitey I done seen a whole lot of niggas need fed indictment The first check I ever had, man, I flexed it insane First bill I ever bought, I still got it today Ever since I traded my bitch off, Im in very good shape George Jetson when I left off, you can look at my plates Fuck my enemies, twenty Gs, theyll never be safe Got a bitch naked on a Chanel coat, yeah Bought ten chains for my little brother, yeah Twenty rings look like brass knuckles, yeah Man, I came up from a grass cutter, yeah Young nigga gangbangin, manslaughter, yeah Servin junkies in front of my grandmother, yeah She affiliated with drug smugglers, yeah Im a headache to society Real shit, Kylie Jenner, thats a side piece Yeah, I got twenty mothafuckin Kylies Nigga, I got twenty damn Kylies Yeah, I got twenty damn Kendalls Young slim baddies and they en vogue Yeah, I got twenty fuckin Gigis Yeah, they drink three litres of Fiji Yeah, Pluto, he just spilt a sumo with me, now Im sideways I could park a hundred Escalades in my driveway They be rockin ice but then they talkin like its Friday Next nigga to call me out, Im goin on a tirade Yeah, my birthday in the 6ix gon be a holiday I say I need a table for like thirty, they accommodate Women down the interstate Take her from Dominican and make that shawty immigrate Im a headache to society Real shit, Kylie Jenner, thats a side piece I got twenty mothafuckin Kylies Nigga, I got twenty damn Kylies I got twenty, twenty damn Kylies I got, twenty, twenty grams of Molly I got, I got twenty big bodies I got twenty bitches outside

We bout to pull up Who you pulling up with Rich Homie? Young Thugger Im talkin bout thats my muhfuckin brother Lets go, lets go! Magic City , Follies , Bitches wildin , make me pull up Molly cleaner than a stylist , plus I pulled up Pull up... If a nigga come around talkin bout me Best believe my niggas gon pull up Pull up... Chopper dancin, it gon make your bitch ass pull up Up, up, up, up Pull up , pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up Up, up, up, up, up, up Pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Up, up, up, up, up, up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up Pull up on a nigga in a new car Then I might pull up on em in their boo car Fuck one, Ima pull up with two Glocks Still throwin money in the shoebox Still got hoes on the south side Offset, 24s make it low ride Talk shit, I shoot out both eyes Ive done did a lot of shit they dont know about Me and Thugga, and we got a hunna bitches on the way I got brothers who grew up in them trenches without a thang Without my name, I wouldnt be shit, thats why theyre hatin Thank you Lord, I made it And when it come to strip club, my favorite Magic City , Follies , Bitches wildin , make me pull up Molly cleaner than a stylist , plus I pulled up Pull up... If a nigga come around talkin bout me Best believe my niggas gon pull up Pull up... Chopper dancin, it gon make your bitch ass pull up Up, up, up, up Pull up , pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up Up, up, up, up, up, up Pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Up, up, up, up, up, up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up Ima hit it from the back Ima pull up on a nigga with a bitch, pussy wetter than a lake Young Quan got a niggas bitch Clamped to the seat in the back of the new car, no pay Got more loud than a parade No copy but her face I paste Hoes fight I say like a race Chop a nigga in, body 3, no way Young nigga, diamond yellow like I go to Mays Wait, Im movin these birds, nut in your face Skeet skeet skeet Swear to God I think a blunt came with my shoes Get the fuck out my face and pull up to Magic City , Follies , Bitches wildin , make me pull up Molly cleaner than a stylist , plus I pulled up Pull up... If a nigga come around talkin bout me Best believe my niggas gon pull up Pull up... Chopper dancin, it gon make your bitch ass pull up Up, up, up, up Pull up , pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up Up, up, up, up, up, up Pull up, pull up , pull up, pull up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Up, up, up, up, up, up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up Next thing you know a nigga pulled up Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up I dont know none of these niggas All my niggas, they bout it, best believe theyll pull up, pull up And I aint even stunt a little bit But if she want dick, best believe Ima pull up, pull up And Ima pull up in the latest Bentley With your lady with me, make her mini skirt pull up, pull up Ima try to make it hurt pull up, pull up LeBron at the baseline pull up, pull up I dont know none of these people I dont know none of these people I dont know, I dont know I dont know, I dont know Gotta check my side, how you feel Thug? And I swear I dont know nothin bout these niggas Know nothin bout these bitches, nah

Its just a diamond on a nigga tooth Its the carat in a nigga nose Pink diamonds, put it on my ho Red pink diamonds, put it on my ho I just spent a half a mill on one watch Flawlessed all the karats, thats on one watch Need a store-run, go to 7/11, my God Me and my bros gettin cheddar, reelin side by side I just chopped the chicken, put it in a bezel Caterpillar Lamborghini, but the Rari better I know just who did it, but I cant say nada Bought the bitch the Hermès crop, it got poison-ella The bro got rocks in his ass You know the police cant stop him in his Jag Pocket bone crusher, I wont ever take it back to havin nothin Swear I aint goin out sad Catch up , you can get wet up Dont say nun, , better not I dont wanna hit you no more , you too burned out Plus I heard , your friend a squirter You cannot tell me you wasnt flashin all of the rims that came in the Davins, uh I got a brand new baddie, she came with titties and brand new ass, ayy Niggas gon play with the Slatt, Im never gon kid when it come to these racks, uh Money like ONeal, I got a few bills to spend some these racks I just bought a new cat and it was a boss to play with these racks, uh We get it poppin at Saks, peter the pepper, green stacks Highest deliver these racks, bound to get put on your maps New Patek Philippe, I bust it down, all cap I just spent a half a mill on one watch Flawlessed all the karats, thats on one watch Need a store-run, go to 7/11, my God Me and my bros gettin cheddar, reelin side by side I just chopped the chicken, put it in a bezel Caterpillar Lamborghini, but the Rari better I know just who did it, but I cant say nada Bought the bitch the Hermès crop, it got poison-ella I just chopped the chicken, put it in a bezel Caterpillar Lamborghini, but the Rari better I know just who did it, but I cant say nada Bought the bitch the Hermès crop, it got poison-ella Had to buy me some new tires, Ive been burnin rubber When she suck me out my socks I might make her mutter Brittany a lil thot, had to block her number I done made it out the block, I dont drive a Honda Car got umbrella, my seats are vanilla I dont fly propeller, big jet twenty seater I got birds, but no greeter She freaky, but need a We fuck in a sprinter, no Ike, but I beat her Put ice in my grill, dirty sprites on a Lear I made your career, I got vibes in Montreal My life is here, yeah, careful career Me and slime split a pill , double these mills I just spent a half a mill on one watch Flawlessed all the karats, thats on one watch Need a store-run, go to 7/11, my God Me and my bros gettin cheddar, reelin side by side I just chopped the chicken, put it in a bezel Caterpillar Lamborghini, but the Rari better I know just who did it, but I cant say nada Bought the bitch the Hermès crop, it got poison-nella The bro got rocks in his ass You know the police cant stop him in his Jag Pocket bone crusher, I wont ever take it back to havin nothin Swear I aint goin out sad Its just a diamond on a nigga tooth Its the diamond in a nigga nose Pink diamonds, put it on my ho Red pink diamonds, put it on my ho Its lovey-dovey time When I go shoppin, yeah, I spend it by the dime Rose gold Patek, yeah, thats my time Nigga want static, pull up, air it out I never squeal, nah, I got big pride Love me, hate me at the same time, Ima get a pound I put a real stainless on a bust down Really all the time, all the time

You know I just bought another shovel This year we buried a lot of bags, you dig? Wheezy Beats All this drip on me Gotta keep an extra clip on me Keep it on me like ID Aint no swag for free Yeah, trappin out the Wraith in the winter Yeah , Im trappin out the Wraith in the winter You cant control my temper I take your ho then pimp her I make it look that simple Swervin this Bent like a rental I keep a horse on the emblem I got them racks in my denim I let my dog out the kennel Patek, a Philippe on my drip Yeah, yeah, and she dont want me to sip Its too much jealousy, niggas cant never be real I caught a felony, nigga, wasnt none of you here I work every day at this sh-, like it can all disappear I pray every day bout this sh-, when I go jump on a Leer God protect me from all of the bogus and niggas who roguish Yeah, water me down like Pacific, my watch and my chain, my rings Yeah, all this drip on me, I had to go change my name I came from Lil Mexico, this shit aint gon never be the same I fuck her on the every day, but she aint gon never get claimed All this drip on me Gotta keep an extra clip on me Keep it on me like ID Aint no swag for free Yeah, trappin out the Wraith in the winter Yeah , Im trappin out the Wraith in the winter You cant control my temper I take your ho then pimp her I make it look that simple Swervin this Bent like a rental Im whippin the Rover out I got a plastic FN, a lil under four pounds I send a jet to Miami to pick up the Zoe pounds My bro got the Shawty Lo on repeat while he rollin round Im doin the same thing Lickin molly like remains Getting head ona private plane It cost me 23 thou like LeBron James Might put me some gators on Then get in the Lac and just blow the brains I fuck on her face I came fast like when Sonic came Get on my level, dawg I just want some racks, Im just tryna ball I spent a couple milli , on my nigga behind the wall I teach him, the feds come Dont say nothin at all I got some chips on me Its on my hip, homie All this drip on me Gotta keep an extra clip on me Keep it on me like ID Aint no swag for free Yeah, trappin out the Wraith in the winter Yeah , Im trappin out the Wraith in the winter You cant control my temper I take your ho then pimp her I make it look that simple Swervin this Bent like a rental

Eww eww eww Eww eww eww Im high right now, Im high right now What you gonna do when I pull up on you, nigga? Pussy nigga know that he a cat like Tigger Beat the pussy nigga with the baseball bat Pull up with them F&Ns comin out the hatch Pussy mothafucka scared to say it to my front So Im blowin out his back Point it at his liver, make the nigga reconsider Bands in my pants got me lookin a little bigger Red just like Elmo but I never fuckin giggle You can suck my pickle for a nickel Eww eww eww Eww eww eww, eww How many niggas standin around you would die for you? I’m not bein funny but if I come through there sprayin All them niggas turn to 4 wheelers Honestly, truth be told, YSL wont fold Pick his ass off from the balcony Walk into the house and change clothes YSL, wipe a nigga nose We dont give a damn if its indoors or outdoors We gotta have that, gon grab that Nigga go stab that, smack that shit Every day I keep the bands on me, Im a lick If a nigga think Im sweet then his tongue gettin split I aint doin any features unless you give me your bitch Ima fuck for the cash then she gettin robbed by Tick Eww eww eww Eww eww eww, eww Hundred bands inside of my pants Make the mothafucka dance on the stage Aye, bitch, its a parade Pourin 4s is a sport, Leanorade 50 whole k spent on my hygiene Drinkin so much lean that my pee clean 808 just might be the dream team Bitch got some good brain, call her Pinky Bag full of weed, no lighter In the kitchen wrappin, rappin like a cypher You know damn well, I like her, Imma bite her In a Bentley on West Lee gettin trailed by sniper How the fuck you feel that I dont mean nothin? All them years in the bando, no clean nothin Runnin to the cops, tell em I dont serve the fiend nothin Pullin off like SIKE! Bitch I got the bando, fifty hundreds Spot round the corner filled up with onions Big homie got a whole truckload Me and Scooter take a trip to New Mexico All I ever wanted was the money All I ever wanted was the money Put your hands in the air if you dare Any motherfucker to step over here F&N put em in a wheel chair Eww eww eww Eww eww eww, eww

Rastafari, smoking on Marley Mama, Im sorry, got it in order hey Ballin like Im Spalding, bitch, Im only startin Blowing money, call it ballin, put some rims inside the water Everything I say I do it, Hawks game, Thugger on the wood Eat that jello like pudding, put this log in her life, no wood Before I leave, Ima make sure that she would I wont be a pet No counseling, Im gon make it work Ill shoot but I aint talking no bird Im screaming flex, she screamin flirt And now she on me like a Perc My fuckin weed smell like a turd I just made ten mil off of merch When I take boost Im so alert Droppin my top when I pull up They bring out the block for me Capital J-O-I-N cause they know theres no stopping me Got my weight up I mustve been eating my beef and my broccoli Bossed up young nigga Man I dont hit the mall, they shop for me Rastafari , smoking on Marley Mama, Im sorry, got it in order, hey Ballin like Im Spalding, bitch, Im only startin Blowing Money, call it ballin, put some rims inside the water Everything I say I do it, Hawks game, Thugger on wood Eat that jello like pudding, put this log in her life, no wood Before I leave, Ima make sure that she would Running my money up for all my kids and my niggas Bitches dont try me they know I bang red I cant never be cuz Dont care if you cousin boy its disrespectful if you call me cuz Yeah, Im havin toys and them toys no R Us Come get your bitch off my dick, sucking my blood like a tick And I cannot feel or stop it We are the best, dominant, yeah I zipped down my pants, she gon snort like a pig She goin out of control Lil momma know she got a nigga out of control She know Ima bring out the sauce just like Chipotle Shawty pussy wet as a ocean and I know it Rastafari, smoking on Marley Mama Im sorry, got it in order hey Ballin like Im Spalding, bitch Im only startin Blowing Money, call it ballin, put some rims inside the water Everything I say I do it, Hawks game Thugger on the wood Eat that jello like pudding, put this log in her life, no wood Before I leave, Ima make sure that she would

All of these young niggas killin each other, they tryna just gain clout How you gon lie, just say that I said that, the fuck is you talkin about? I had the dick inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out I put the bitch inside of a Range, the way she suckin my cock I take a hundred racks right out of the bank and put it on your tabletop I got the croc Chanel bag, Im bout to go fuck up the block Hop in the Porsche then hopped out the Jag and jack it like Jack in the Box I put Chanel, the lil bitty bags on over all of the thots Maybach came with the torch and the hatchback RayVac, spray his ass back nigga, blat, blat My bitches got credentials and green eyes like a black cat Your bitch is almost fat, better stop playin fore you get whacked Money got me shittin like a laxative, no comparin, I ran up the racks All of my bitches are boujee and bad, my money was long as his lac I told the bitch that wasnt my kid, I need a paternity Pull up to your block and takin your cookie, call me Bernie Got the red interior, red shoes and red Jeep Got a bad bitch, dont play the radio, Greg Street Dead meat, know youre just a dead breed Red meat, eat it like a deadbeat I pop a wheelie, I fuck on a bitch like Im Banshee Bought a Rolls Royce and then I was smokin on whammy I put the bitch on her back and I beat it like Hercules How the fuck you let these rat niggas go get them some cheese? I had to send the car comin, I took off and ran with the keys I put some diamonds on her toe, yeah they dancin, Chris Breezy I go to Finland and I got a tall breezy comin from Greece I dont believe her, I think she Belize or she from Middle East All of these young niggas killin each other, they tryna just gain clout How you gon lie, just say that I said that, the fuck is you talkin about? I had the dick inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out I put the bitch inside of a Range, the way she suckin my cock I take a hundred racks right out of the bank and put it on your table top I got the croc Chanel bag, Im bout to go fuck up the block Hop in the Porsche then hopped out the Jag and jack it like Jack in the Box I put Chanel, the lil bitty bags on over all of the thots

Ay yo nephew I think its time to put some of that real sticky-icky-icky in the motherfuckin air But in a Backwood, ya dig? I wanna get high, yeah Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah Got no Backwoods, fly yeah Im bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah Roll up some gas, Im not talkin a car Shawty she bad, fuck round take her to the stars Brand new dash, I got brand new cash Brand new chick, got her brand new ass Give the password, psych Bout to drink a whole lot of syrup, aight But the Bentley coupe missing, the stash on the curb Watch the city go missing, the young nigga ran off with lil biddy birds Fuck you talkin, bitch you ran off on em Cartier handcuffs, none of you cops cant cuff me In the back of the cab, this ho sucking dick from the front seat This her aftermath, like I got 50 Cent on me Trap spots like a store Nigga got a couple choppers on the floor Watch that door Watch that door Watch that door I roll up two point fives Happy four twenty, roll up two point fives Way too stoned, dont remember these guys Hold up, so high Ima risk my life, aint even tryna go to these skies Hold up strollers I want the whole cut I make a slut slut I eat it cold cut Hair getting longer Weed getting stronger Bout to strong arm her Bout to go and bone girl She got a cameltoe, I call her Marlboro I take you from the stars, take you to my world But she didnt get a chance to get my number She missed out on llama, she missed out on me and my mama I wanna get high, yeah Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah Got no Backwoods, fly yeah Im bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah Roll up some gas, Im not talkin a car Shawty she bad, fuck round take her to the stars Brand new dash, I got brand new cash Brand new chick, got her brand new ass With a lot of old money Everybody want somethin from me Got to keep my hands on the steering wheel Cause I foot the bill and I shoot to kill And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille And my gas tank is on full Stack goods, them Backwoods We cock back and we pull Bubblegum, cookies, OG, and KK We like Craig and Dae Dae, who gives a fuck what they say? I be out here gettin it, gotta get it cause I got it on Im the same nigga that you bitch niggas plotted on It aint as easy as I make it look See what Im sayin, I aint playin, nigga take a look We on that G shit, nigga we lit, and Im seasick for real Thugger Thug, what it does, lets get this motherfuckin money cuz I mean that new money, that blue money with new faces Them new cases and new bases and new aces Florida-anapolis, aint no stoppin us Power preaches patience Balling in two places Exchanges, smoke faces Count this money on a PJ in my PJs Goin fast, gettin tonsils on the E-way Smoking on that OG I flooded my AP, got me a Rollie I got a bad bitch and I call her dopey And her head dope And she suck me off the perky, keep her hands off I dont fuck with vapors but Im high-igh-igh I got a bad bitch, I know she bi-i-i-i-i I wanna get high, yeah Bouta go call my go-to guy, yeah Got no Backwoods, fly yeah Im bout to break one down with my supplies, yeah Roll up some gas, Im not talkin a car Shawty she bad, fuck round take her to the stars Brand new dash, I got new cash Brand new chick, got her brand new ass See man, a lot of you niggas think you can smoke with us But umm This shit is a marathon man This aint no motherfuckin umm, hundred yard dash Man step back You aint in our league Thugger Thug, Doggy Dogg Nephew we on We out

Yeah, this twenty a pill Ran up a check, get this Patek baguette, he made twenty more mill Drop on the opp and then jump on the chopper and go to the Hills My youngin go Call of Duty with that chopper and he wanna kill Yeah, shitted on a nigga, did it on purpose I tell my other bitch, Go with my other bitch Just to get my other bitch a new Birkin Pretty white toes, pussy was perfect Fuck in the back of the Bach with the curtains Fuck from the back and this bitch started squirtin No, you didnt get this shit on my Persian, ooh Go gеt this bitch some new purses, cool I swipе my card, I dont feel it She had a lame, she healin Now she on a plane, she chillin And she post a pic on the Gram, you feel it? I know that nigga wanna kill her cause she in a villa, going H.A.M. with tequila Made it my plan to get richer, I pull up, I jump out the Lamb, me and Jigga, woah Woah, this that go shit Lil bitch tryna act smart with me, but she dont know shit 7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas, and Trojans Its like five hundred bitches at the crib, but we still lettin more in Woah, this that go shit This that stunt on them niggas, might put two watches on both wrists My trap boomin, these niggas out here aint havin no motion Back in the day, we was hoppin in whips and ridin it stolen Rolls-Royce truck with the freak of the week Chasin her dreams, Ima pass her to Meek Nigga, Im a wolf, cant hang with the sheep Water on my neck, bought my chain at the beach Pull up to your block with a motherfuckin thotty Every nigga with me down to go and catch a body Young nigga trapping out a hotel lobby Wipe a nigga nose like that motherfucker snotty Im in the trap with a thick bitch Yeah, I used to hustle, had to risk it Most you niggas fried like a fish stick If he a snitch, cant kick it Im with the gang and we deep Just like a dog, put a nigga to sleep Bad lil bitch trying to see me on the sneak No TLC, but a nigga got to creep Shoot it like JJ Spin a nigga block like a Beyblade If I hit the block, thats a payday Hurricane AP, A Bay Bay Made it my plan to get richer, I pull up, I jump out the Lamb, me and Thugger Cant leave the crib with no cutter Feel like Ving Rhames, its guns and butter Woah, this that go shit Lil bitch tryna act smart with me, but she dont know shit 7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas, and Trojans Its like five hundred bitches at the crib, but we still lettin more in Woah, this that go shit This that stunt on them niggas, might put two watches on both wrists My trap boomin, these niggas out here aint havin no motion Back in the day, we was hoppin in whips and ridin it stolen Abracadabra, my bitch way badder, my wrist out the motherfuckin batter Fish parquet I snuck on the face, green diamonds, I fucked up my bladder Motherfuck a trend, I been with my kids in the spot cause family matter Everything else you speakin about might get your ass whooped like a paddle Yeah, yeah, fishscale , no scale, weigh it up I spent twenty mil on a crib, pay it up In Dubai but the bitch from Israel Call my phone, you fine as hell In designer but I will kill You done speaked to informants, I can tell Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah My bitch wrist clean I flex, dont bend, I am the king Hundred bands can clean up the scene Had your wife and you thought it was a dream Nigga kicked through that door with the bling I took off in a foreign machine Woah, this that go shit Lil bitch tryna act smart with me, but she dont know shit 7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas, and Trojans Its like five hundred bitches at the crib, but we still lettin more in Woah, this that go shit This that stunt on them niggas, might put two watches on both wrists My trap boomin, these niggas out here aint havin no motion Back in the day, we was hoppin in whips and ridin it stolen Big racks, spendin big racks, thats big business Pull up to the club with a pole on me, niggas thinkin Id been fishin Find me on a yacht full of bad-ass bitches like, Ho, Im big pimpin

Get me lit Go crazy Its the remix, remix, remix Go crazy Yeah, baby, I can put you on a flight Its the remix, remix, remix Durkio, take a Perkio and tell me you been hurt before Stim check got you livin life, but you aint workin though Her man said that way long, Im the first to know She aint in control, she want a birth, can get a Birkin though Go crazy through the trap and show me love now Cant allow one hundred niggas wavin her on Clubhouse Off the 42 with my dawg, I feel like Dugg now I done sipped so much pints of red, I think Im Blood now Im from the trenches for sure, for sure You got my back? Let me know, me know In Post Oaks homie close, we close Rolls truck, hit the button just to close the door, 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 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 let him hit it once, he went brazy Fucked around and left his old lady Gucci and Prada me if you proud of me Give me brain like psychology Big Latto, he tryna hit the lottery Wrist and my necklace , I dont chill, Netflix I aint stuntin with no other nigga cause he got the best dick And I got that wet shit , he know not to test this If I leave him, hell be lookin for me in his next bitch, uh Throat baby, I go throat crazy He put me in that Corvette, thats why these hoes hate me Fuck they opinion cause we grown Turn a one-night-stand into a happy home , on God 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 I cheat on you, you cheat on me, you aint loyal They think you shy, but you a freak, thats why I spoil you I couldve hit it for the free, Christian Dior you Im sweeping you off of your feet in the space shuttle I come through, go swimmin in the middle of the night We trending worldwide cause, baby, we on fire Had a threesome with a Muslim and a Christian I swapped our religions, felt like Jesus Christ when I did it Have you ever went skinny dippin on a flight? PJ came with a bag full of ice, oh, baby I could change every life Solitarys whiter than rice, going crazy I could have whispered to this bitch on this remix She just came out of Twitter, I can see it Like the pussy the enemy, every time gotta kill it Chandelier baguettes, look like we fuckin in the mirror Break your back, Kelly got you flyer than a kite Richest nigga she fucked, made her a virgin twice Dont block none of these goofies, just curve these guys Reminisce bout you had when you see what I got You amazing when it come down to showing you mine You my favorite girl, they all wanna know why I done changed wardrobes, I done changed your style Ima change your life, girl, tell me its about time 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

Yeah, Im on the run Here I come, Im with your moms We got London On Da Track If the opp come, I get to squeezin on the mop Im on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I dont need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer an rocks I got the drum, bitch, bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent Burberry guts what the captain say Chanel, she can get a little today Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today My new Balenciaga rags today Niggas might kill for biscuits Trappin out the intercontinental Bitch cant wait til my check clear Bitch gon act like she triller Baby tryna trip me outta check Nigga tryna pour my red All a nigga know is take meds Nigga, stop drinkin my red Slime all these niggas, Im tired of trie I just sit back and smoke out a pound of weed I got rollies galore, aint no clowning me I got woadies with me speaking Chinese I get fed up and throw a catastrophe In the drop, me, my dog had em ten key Secret service, so everything is touchscreen I had walked in the loft, didnt insert a key Okay, patty cake, baguettes, the karats, no carrot cake For Gods sake, stack up your racks, put it all away Polish your ass, polish your stomach And polish your face Stack up the cash, go buy Richard Mille, thats all I can say Whole lotta gang shit, whole lotta this and that Whole lotta aint this Whole lotta cash over here, no whole lotta playing I spent your stash box on a little Mercedes I popped at the last opp, and I end up escapin If the opp come, I get to squeezin on the mop Im on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I dont need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer an rocks I got the drum, bitch, bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today Lamborghini Urus paper tag today When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent Burberry guts what the captain say Chanel, she can get a little today Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today My new Balenciaga rags today Niggas might kill for biscuits Trappin out the intercontinental Bitch can’t wait ‘til my check clear Bitch gon’ act like she triller Baby tryna trip me outta check Nigga tryna pour my red All a nigga know is take meds Nigga, stop drinkin my red I want the baddest señora, Im bout to turn this bitch up I just want to tell you she told you, yeah She say she want it in her butt I told that bitch bend it over Im a kingpin, yeah Yeah, bitch, I got weight like a boulder On the west coast with no spokes You said that you ridin You said you in You sure stayed down, now you in a Benz This livelihood we livin in Its all good in this life of sin I have a boatload of diamonds When I get tired of this rhyming Im trying to kidnap your hotness He bout to catch him a body I stand the stick up on one feet Bitch bout as tall as your body Dont let it slide when you try me Aint no big gunnin around me Hop off the jet we was nine deep It was a 16-passenger seat I like the way you been rhyming One of one, no siamese I got my card on file, dirty Miami gon fix all my Chinese Fuck til our lights out on a jet, when we wake up I think flying me there Yeah, the top of its brown Yeah, the middle of its red Yeah, she nut by the round They call it squirtin intead Yeah, I like her for real We skippin town from the feds This codeine on chill She wet like a shower head Yeah, I came with the drill I came with the powers and nails I came with the deals I came in with hoes like a sled Yeah, a rich nigga tilt I keep a Rolls Royce in this shit Yeah, Im fuckin your nat Fore we done got to the bed If the opp come, I get to squeezin on the mop Im on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I dont need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer an rocks I got the drum, bitch, bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent Burberry guts what the captain say Chanel, she can get a little today Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today My new Balenciaga rags today We got London On Da Track

Woke up feeling like a million bucks Took a shower after Im done getting sucked Too much drip, I think we gotta fix the sink Never know with Slime, he might just pull up in a mink These stones got clarity, they twinkle and they twink And they cost a little more than what you think Got an XO piece and its all glass Got my bitch a condo and a G-class Any time I drop, Im burnin rubber Bitch, I dont wanna dance, Im not a clubber Im ballin like I got a triple-double Diamonds bitin, barkin, need a muzzle Name a block, well pull up and well spray it You cant keep up with the smoke, theres no debate I dont got a vibe I cant replace Take the condom off and paint her face I just mind my business in the Wraith I just, I just put some gold round my wrist like Ace of Spades I just, I just hit your wifey from the back and I done ate it I can keep up with the mob business, no debating I can have a nigga slime you out and thats on satan I seen a baddie, then I caught her, Walter Payton Every single diamond on me wet, you can go skating I know niggas from XO, from Atlanta way to Vegas, yeah Molly and codeine, I got to face it now Take a bitch in the penthouse and turn it to a playground I got mink all over my boxers, Im just pacing round And that new Draco came with wood like a cabinet, yeah I can tell you all about a Xanny, yeah I took codeine, X pills, and them Addys, yeah Old hundreds on me, Im a granny, yeah Stella McCartney all over her panties, yeah Name a block, well pull up and well spray it You cant keep up with the smoke, theres no debate I dont got a vibe I cant replace Take the condom off and paint her face I just mind my business in the Wraith I just, I just put some gold round my wrist like Ace of Spades I just, I just hit your wifey from the back and I done ate it I can keep up with the mob business, no debating

Got me a check and went brazy I swear I done got me a check and went brazy All these lil niggas too lazy They dont want no check then they act like some babies Homicide, homicide, homicide Pull up to the block and kill your old lady Im traumatized-traumatized This shit right here cant be televised nigga no way Bro gave me control, bro gave me control Bro gave me control , bro let me control it Yeah, control it, brother let me control it , yeah How can I be from the A when Im in love with a K? You cant just jump in the game Slow yo ass down, nigga, wait You chuck up 3500, 127 of them on the way Check my status, Im a fly nigga Clearport, them Tahoes await us They waiting on the Thugga They waiting on my brother They wait on my mother They suck me like suckers I swear I ride them like camels I ride with bananas I smoke Hannah Tana, got animal manners My spot having cameras , I meant having bameras Grabbing my cup, I dont give a fuck Im serving the cops Looking, smelling like a bird on the block Thugger pitch a nigga curve with the rock Unfoonk greet him with a lock in the sock I might rob Jack when he come out the box Suck it or not I whip that dope up like Im in the 80s and I done- Got me a check and went brazy I swear I done got me a check and went brazy All these lil niggas too lazy They dont want no check then they act like some babies Homicide, homicide, homicide Pull up to the block and kill your old lady Im traumatized-traumatized This shit right here cant be televised nigga no way Bro gave me control, bro gave me control Bro gave me control, bro let me control it Yeah, control it, brother let me control it , yeah Man, these lil niggas cant be me I swear these lil niggas cant be me or see me Man, these lil niggas cant be me They know they cant be me, these niggas cant see me These niggas cant be, these niggas cant see me-ayy Ye-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh Wiping his nose Cleaning his nose, clean up my bros Me, Im not broke Pour up a four and I got more I do not write I dont want pens nigga tolls Yeah, if he a lame nigga, leave him alone Shes invited to the party Blow train smoke just for Marley I done shitted always fuck a toilet Im hot so she suck on my sausage Hey, I sprinkle green on this bitch like garlic Hey, hey-ayy, look what they started yall Got me a check and went brazy I swear I done got me a check and went brazy All these lil niggas too lazy They dont want no check then they act like some babies Homicide, homicide, homicide Pull up to the block and kill your old lady Im traumatized-traumatized This shit right here cant be televised nigga no way Bro gave me control, bro gave me control Bro gave me control , bro let me control it Yeah, control it, brother let me control it , yeah Man, these lil niggas cant be me I swear these lil niggas cant be me or see me Man, these lil niggas cant be me They know they cant be me, these niggas cant see me These niggas cant be, these niggas cant see me-ayy Ye-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh Man, these lil niggas cant be me I swear these lil niggas cant be me or see me Man, these lil niggas cant be me They know they cant be me, these niggas cant see me These niggas cant be, these niggas cant see me-ayy Ye-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh

I cant wait around for nobody, I need it right now I might buy that car if it make the right sound Solitaire earrings bling blingin from a mile away I cant do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away I think my past tryna haunt me What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? I gotta give it to em, if I dont I might go to the hood, Ill make a song Turn the trap spot to the studio Im tryna make a way for my folks Seein how Im Oakland City only hope I gotta get it, I aint got time to play Aint got no time to waste Ive been havin nightmares about goin back to jail, so I wake up Drankin all this lean, poppin Adderall so I can stay up Niggas that I used to love actin like theyre mad cause I got my cake up Aint gon never let it get to a nigga, keep on grindin, tryna get another million Condo on Peachtree, I paid the rent for the closet They just wanna talk about my past, they dont wanna accept the fact that Im a boss Everything I wanted, Ima go and get it, I aint trippin bout a cost, yeah Everybody want a piece of the winnings, theyre never there when youre lost Seen my main man try to cross me, Im tryna pass it down to my offspring All these hoes see me flossing, seen my first mil, felt awesome They cant follow me, I lost em Had to boss up, so I bossed up Now Im bossed up I cant wait around for nobody, I need it right now I might buy that car if it make the right sound Solitaire earrings bling blingin from a mile away I cant do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away I think my past tryna haunt me What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? I gotta give it to em, if I dont I might go to the hood, Ill make a song Turn the trap spot to the studio She gotta be piped up to feel my emphasis She hot, yeah, she sizzlin But cant love her more than a studio Serena and Venus, yeah most of my chains tennis So I wore it all to the studio My baby mama got pregnant, had to buy a bitch a car to get an abortion She just wanna see tears and sad faces on my shorty But I cant get mad, thats the way it go when youre fortunate Leave a million cash in the street, nigga better not touch it Act like they came to lay hands so their trust dont get busted Straight from Mossberg to Hillsborough Birds, bless the Js on that cizzurb Ridin in the Lambo that the lil kids say Bingo to My last two years were the worst ones in my career, but Im still rich as you Disneylands where your kids go, on a private jet when Im into you Them lil bitches that be hatin need to pipe down I cant wait around for nobody, I need it right now I might buy that car if it make the right sound Solitaire earrings bling blingin from a mile away I cant do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away I think my past tryna haunt me What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? I gotta give it to em, if I dont I might go to the hood, Ill make a song Turn the trap spot to the studio

Yeah, oh, yeah Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, yeah Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior, ooh I told her back off fore Im bout to catch a body Bitch, this puller aint no fuckin Miley Cyrus, Kawasaki She gon ride it like a Harley, niggas hardly gettin money right now I told this bitch, I cant keep up, most of my thoughts in the clouds Paranoid, I know some niggas wanna see me gone Just made twenty mil, Im tryna fuckin enjoy Fore you kick my door down and shoot, thats my lil boy Keep a tool, loose screws, baby When you Woo, Ima Woo back Aim at his head , put half a mil on a case and go to bed, slatt, slatt , yeah, yeah Paranoia , Im havin thoughts in my head Im at the party in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior Mmm, I gotta be paranoid Grippin that FN, you know the streets at war Leadin to one thing, make sure you lock the door They hate that Im locked in, you gotta watch your door Im sorry, but Im not sorry Cops pull me over cause Im in a Rari Got topped off from lil mama ridin shotty Man, Woo gon shake the room, might catch a body Real niggas, we love to party, like everyday I bought that bitch a Masi, we two look great Baby boy in Taraji, I took some molly Float like Im Ali, tryna stay sane Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior You know reality bites, its chess, not checkers Those empty threats only sound good on your records If the patois is not followed by a Blocka Its like Marked for Death Screwface, without the choppa Let em rush the stage when you made like Sinatra Only to hide the blade flyin back through LaGuardia I might even buy a home out in Mississauga On my walls, have scrawls of Tschabalalas Many dolls, thatre sprawled, they my Ill Nanas Make a call, she gon crawl, bad gyal Patra Im involved and absolved, I am Godfather, hush I just did six days in London, paranoia Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon Thoughts in my head, know that Im Woo When you see me, you know that Im Woo When you see me, you know that Im Woo I said paranoia, I got some thoughts in my head Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah Walk in the club with two straps When I Woo, Woo back Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior Thats the paranoia, oh, the paranoia I said Im paranoid, paranoia

Ayy, my brother said he can phone off Im like, Nigga which one, nigga? Got bout five or six of them bitches bro And he cant even hear fool Know what Im talking bout Got my mind right, now I run through the streets I might take flight, dont care if its he or she I might make it, Mayweather, just like TMT, ya digg? And I got Deaf Greg with me Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and went got it Got my mind right and went got it Got my mind right, you aint got it Got my mind right, you aint got it Got my mind right, got it Got my mind right and I swear I went ran up my money I swear to God man I ride with that Tommy I roll out the pound, not an onion I swear to God man my diamonds they come from New York and yo shit looking sunny You come with them Backwoods that shit better be wrapped up like a muhfucking mummy My brothers on bitches, my brothers on bitches We catch em and cut them lil bitches I ride with the semi, my moneys no midget Got pints and my muhfuckin reefer Got ‘scale on my plane and it came cross that water I locked up the safe but its not out of order Bitches they wan know whats popping, they know that if I pop it they know that she droppin Come off the top just like Eddie Hardy, and they know I bang red like a flower Im not a christian, I dont go to church, but my front pockets look like a Bible Comin up listenin to my raps, I knew I needed one shot like a sniper Got my mind right, now I run through the streets I might take flight, dont care if its he or she I might make it, Mayweather, just like TMT, ya digg? And I got Deaf Greg with me Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and went got it Got my mind right and went got it Got my mind right, you aint got it Got my mind right, you aint got it Got my mind right, got it Go and get it just to say you did it My brother deaf, but he moving pigeons Ya dig what Im saying, yeah freaky dig it I really wanna meet her no damn ticket I would love to meet her, I would love to meat her I would love to feast her, I would love to eat her I would love to treat her, I would love to trick her Yeah, all of the above no pistol This shit is serious, Brian Nichols She so delirious, now I miss her Im slick the bomb like a damn missile Bubble gum booty delicious She got her tongue pierced Its a done mission Im on a Dom Pérignon mission Leave a pussy nigga soul lifted Geeked out, get my toes pierced Ri-ribbit like a toad listening Big nose Pinocchio bitch IPhone, she cordless I got big diamonds in my watch Newer Flava Flav clock Be the first nigga cop that drop then pull straight up to the block Got my mind right, now I run through the streets I might take flight, dont care if its he or she I might make it, Mayweather, just like TMT, ya digg? And I got Deaf Greg with me Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and go got it Got my mind right and went got it Got my mind right and went got it Got my mind right, you aint got it Got my mind right, you aint got it Got my mind right, got it

All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day Im on, like shit, I aint worried bout them Be cool, make you bury your friend Two girls on my dick, I let em roll my weed Big cash, no 20s or 10s One call to the bay, move it all in a day Pray to God dont get lost on the way I move so much weight, I caught me a case Fuck the police, thats all Im gon say But shit, look at them rims Look at my wrist, take a look at my bitch The car I just parked cost three of four bricks The pack talk for me, I dont need to say shit Yeah I blow brown bag money Go hard, yall dont have no money Broke bitches get mad, if they dont bring cash Yeah, then I act all funny But back to the pack though Big Bern be really in the trap though Bet your mans know well do the whole thing, we dont let the half go Cash up front, yeah thats mando I got a problem, all I do is ball 40 cal Glock make your homeboy fall Been around the world, I came right back 24 hours go too damn fast, hold up Hatin ass niggas be all in the way, all in the way Been around the world, did it all in a day, all in a day Groupie ass bitches be all in my face, all in my face Been around the world, did it all in a day, all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up, nigga hol up Lightin my dream, she gettin too close, you doin too much Nigga-nigga-nigga hol up I hate when a nigga be runnin his mouth Click-clack, put the gun in his mouth Niggas aint got search warrants, wearin these Michael Jordans Niggas run in yall mothafuckin house In and we out, nigga, we in a drought Thats the reason why we in your house, nigga Act like you know somethin But in that interrogation room act like you know nothin Dont mention my name I dont know gun things, I dont know Pi things I dont know who got the Rondo, I dont know who got the John blow I dont know a rich condo I dont know the head honcho, I dont know who get it pronto I aint know mothafuck a snitch so when they tell me I tell them I don’t know the whole convo I got 24 hours, Rikers, take a piss, take a shower Make a hundred thousand dollar plate in an hour Its YG 4hunnid! The people gon talk, yeah I know what they say I could care less, they gon hate anyway Im fuckin new bitches like every day Boy I hit it and quit it then be on my way Stay in your lane, mothafuckas know my name Nah, I ain’t throwin no gang Im just sayin, furl blood all in my veins Real niggas know what Im sayin Hatin ass niggas be all in the way, all in the way Been around the world, did it all in a day, all in a day Groupie ass bitches be all in my face, all in my face Been around the world, did it all in a day, all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day Smoke it, smoke it, yeah Burn it, burn it, yeah Light it, light it, yeah Higher than pilots, yeah Higher than pilots, yeah Bitch I am, yeah Drippin so pass me some napkins Im blood Im a real gettin money young nigga, okay! Even though I got some lean and some molly and E it’s alright boy I aint hatin I aint ever been gay, even though I ball all day My neck and my wrist and my ears and my fingers They shinin, they wet like a lake Ill shoot a pussy nigga five times in his back like Ricky, Lake Ima catch the bitch, she let me nut inside her mouth And I didnt even take her on a date Chyeah bake Racks, racks racks racks, steak Hatin ass niggas be all in the way, all in the way Been around the world, did it all in a day, all in a day Groupie ass bitches be all in my face, all in my face Been around the world, did it all in a day, all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day All in a day, I did it all in a day, I did it all in a day

Yeah Say you love me Said it twice Say you my bitch You can call my shots  She roll my kush Let me come ride Say put that Tech Right by the ice She keep it wet, nigga She pass my test, nigga I count my check I count it irrationally Rock Louis ties Cause I got court this week Look in my eyes I count my bread and leave Yeah, yeah Slime, ayy, slime, ayy Slatt, ayy, slatt, ayy Young Spider, Young SEX Spider, make that boy die Ayy, seven hundred shots My VV, my ice My carats are rotten Im tryna get in them thighs Im tryna get in them thighs Look at her stare at the coupe when Im droppin the top for the sky I hit your lil bitty bitch, got her runnin around disguised I got a coupe, cost a million, I bungie that bitch when I ride Total the coupe, woah, thats my boo, woah Never been spooked, woah, bitch, you the swoop, woah I told the bitch I could never say sorry for fuckin the crew, woah Heard you lil niggas done run out of loop and youre not in the loop, woah Say you love me Said it twice Say you my bitch You can call my shots, yeah She roll my kush Let me come ride it, yeah Say put that Tech Right by the ice She keep it wet, nigga She pass my test, nigga I count my check I count it irrationally Rock Louis ties Cause I got court this week Look in my eyes I count my bread and leave Yeah, yeah Do it with no hands Put it all in my face I aint throwin no salt, baby Girl, Im gon give it to you nice and easy Let me, let me taste you Give me your lips I wanna play, yeah She get to rollin her body She bout to get a nigga started She got it soakin, she sloppy But I love it She buck naked She shake it for daddy, pussy amazin We makin love, got you fuckin and cussin Say you my bitch Say you my bitch Say you love me Said it twice Say you my bitch You can call my shots, yeah She roll my kush Let me come ride it, yeah Say put that Tech Right by the ice She keep it wet, nigga She pass my test, nigga I count my check I count it irrationally Rock Louis ties Cause I got court this week Look in my eyes I count my bread and leave Yeah, yeah

I be the Thugga, hold on, ok Who are you? I dont know, I dont know Ayy, ayy Rosé goin right inside the kitchen I might be a lame if I dont pay that ho tuition I find out like two weeks ago that I was pimp I dont stack that shit by the four cause Im not a shrimp Hell yeah, bae, I do it Put that shit on everything, she know I do it Fuck that work, I might not do it Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it My clothes, they by Elizabeth Taylor baby Fuck on your lil bitch and get to moving with the skaters baby I can go around the bitch like equators, baby And I feel free like the mothafuckin nature baby That lil bitch fit the description like a blazer, baby And she from L.A. just like the mothafuckin Lakers, baby Yea-ah-ah Ima fire shots off like I know Brian Nichols I just might ride or die for my niggas They talkin life sentence Ill try with my niggas And I will beat trial with my niggas How you gon eye my niggas? Tell me, how you gon try my niggas? How you goin back and forth ‘bout my niggas? Yeah, flaws and all, my nigga Flaws and all , spell it with my dawgs, yeah Flaws and all , even with my paw , yeah Flaws and all, Versace drawers for your broad, yeah Flaws and all, yeah Rosé goin right inside the kitchen I might be a lame if I dont pay that ho tuition I find out like two weeks ago that I was a pimp I dont stack that shit by the four cause Im not a shrimp Hell yeah, bae, I do it Put that shit on everything, she know I do it Fuck that work, I might not do it Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it Tell me how you see the nigga take the spots And knock a nigga straight off the spots I mean how the fuck you think you gonna beat the Thugger Defeat the Thugger, Don’t bleach Young Thugger I mean how the fuck, you’ll need the Thugger You’ll please the Thugger, you’ll eat the Thugger No leasing Thugger , yeah, no leasing Thugger The bitch so clean, its a shame I dont love her Yeah, never love these bitches When I ran my money up I started duckin these bitches She eat the dick so much, I aint never seen the bitch in the muhfuckin kitchen Baby, I love you, in a house full of grown folks, baby, I love you Swear to God, you my bread and butter You can get my all if the Feds destroy us Ima keep my feet in these streets Like a D, we can go straight overseas Put purple in my brain just like a leaf If the bitch got class, yeah, she can come with me I aint gotta tell these hoes, they know Im prince of the city I just might pull up with bad bitches and take em to the trenches Rosé goin right inside the kitchen I might be a lame if I dont pay that ho tuition I find out like two weeks ago that I was a pimp I dont stack that shit by the four cause Im not a shrimp Hell yeah, bae, I do it Put that shit on everything, she know I do it Fuck that work, I might not do it Like my daddy or the school, I might listen to it Flaws and all, spell it with my dawgs, yeah Flaws and all, even with my paw, yeah Flaws and all, Versace drawers for your broad, yeah Flaws and all, yeah

Ear Drummers They think its woman inside me Cause the way I wear my tees and my jeans, ayy Little do they know they women Got marks all over her knees, ayy Rollin off you Rollin off you, you overdosin off my kiss And the joke is on you Joke is on you if you fall for that other nigga, hey! I took a trip offshore Took the whip offshore I took a chick offshore You should get out more And you should get out more, you should get out more Baby, take a lil tour When we hit that floor, all the money downpour Thats what its here for Do it up so large, do it up so large, like a breakout star Bunch of young niggas on a crash course Going overboard, going overboard, we can hit that store Yeah and take it too far Ima let you vibe all day I dont mind if you try it all day You know Thugger let you ride all day Yeah, let you ride all day You can go get what you like all day It feels wrong but its right, no, baby Perky got me lookin at your body all day And it feels right, my baby, yeah Baby steps when you walk You got baby steps when you walk High heels on your feet when you walk High heels on your feet, baby Lambo, them legs ajar, yeah And a Maserati truck, the doors in the back ajar Lets get it on, baby Make your mouth get it, get it gone, yeah Like a motorcycle, get it on, baby Yeah, perform foreplay So in love, I can buy the bitch a ring every day Stop this rap shit, turn to a mob any day Bossman, I could get homie dropped any day Ill slap the shit out Donald Trump any day Brand new assistant I like, any day Better get it right if you dont want gunplay Ima do it right and fill up the driveway Bentley on the side and its sittin on LeBron James 911 Porsche got me takin you on a date, ayy Pistol Pete mobbin, Im bangin it all day Baddest and the baddest and the baddest like all day I ran up the millions, I did it all my way Hundred dollar bills and I like em all straight Real talk, Im a neat freak And lil mama fold my clothes like a neat freak You say you doin somethin, ya uncle reading right through your wrong Hoes cant talk when I talk where Im from 32 pumps make em run, Forrest, run Monte Carlo, poppin my collar Wrestle that ho like The Mothafuckin Rock I say wrestle that ho like The Mothafuckin Rock So I let it freeze up Eat the cake, got amazing cake These bitches hatin, they throw rice by the case Im ridin down Memory Lane Catchin feelings like Im Walter Payton I just wanna throw love at this evenin Christian Dior with the ski Bad bitch, yeah, make believe Barney Balmain on my jeans Bleedin like a Tampax Pearl Mistake, let it rain on your world, ayy Your diamonds, yeah, they wet like the bottom of the shore, yeah Better stop playin, say you quick like sand, oh my God I took a trip offshore Took the whip offshore I took a chick offshore You should get out more And you should get out more, you should get out more Baby, take a lil tour When we hit that floor, all the money downpour Thats what its here for Do it up so large, do it up so large, like a breakout star Bunch of young niggas on a crash course Going overboard, going overboard, we can hit that store Yeah and take it too far

DJ Durel Yeah I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag She say she dont suck dick, I called that bitch a cab New York, aint goin for no bap, I promise youll get stabbed I told her I go nast, I give em lifetime splash I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag I whipped up in Beverly Hills, but it wasnt sushi I couldnt afford her, that she was way better at Hooters I gave her .40, took brand new AK to a shooter I can get a nigga ass smoked for a bowl of noodles I gave her 40 clip, take to the woadie, the shooter I brought the Carbon 15 and its tall as a ruler I had the daughter come see me, I thought it was voodoo I left the car parked outside of the boogaloos You dont go Need for Speed, yeah, I just been movin em I been in Trestletree and I just been boolin it I need to catch me some Zs, cause I just been booted up I had your bitch on her knees and I told her toot it up Fish fork, ayy, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, oh baby Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag She say she dont suck dick, I called that bitch a cab New York, aint goin for no bap, I promise youll get stabbed I told her I go nast, I give em lifetime splash I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag Richest as it get, hundred on my wrist Hundred on the necklace, hundred on the clip Hundred on his head, I just splat a flip Hundred on my bitch, couple of cribs I can never rat, I can stack the chips I will never fuck her, I just got the lip I just gotta love it, I just gotta kill it I just gave her chrome, I just got a VIP Hoppin out a jet, I can get her wet Louboutin chest, under my neck I came with the drugs, Hi-Tectavis Vs on my neck, as big as it gets I came for nothin, too fuckin restless Im a slimeball, baby, Im treacherous Iced out Hermès belt like a wrestler Fuck her good, but I never kept her I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag She say she dont suck dick, I called that bitch a cab New York, aint goin for no bap, I promise youll get stabbed I told her I go nast, I give em lifetime splash I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag Fish fork, ayy, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, oh baby Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes

I used to couldnt see this far Damn, look how them tables turned Think I walk on water, but I never let no bridges burn Its different when its given to you All the money, I really earned it And aint no ones business, why the fuck am I still they concern? Aint the one for trippin, I keep pushin, Im like lesson learned I aint missin my shot in this shit, everyone dont get a turn I was thinkin street, I wanted everyone in verts and Rovers Now I really see and I got everyone convertin over Studio, Im stayin at the microphone til the session over Niggas know we came with a lot of strong, took our section over I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and pay that iron between that line, I smoke that fire I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and Id do it again Half a million dollars on me, I feel it in my chromosomes I dont talk to that bitch, when we meet up, she know Im only bone Lifetime, send it, I made millions without a mobile phone Two hundred thousand stacked up I could bought myself, you need a drone Tryna put my people on, put my heart in every song Thugger told me, That bitch heart aint right, you need to leave her lone She a dime, but she aint got a diamond, that dont make no sense I dont care, dont waste no time, my next one gon be heaven-sent Ran me up some mils, now Im not comin off the bench I been patiently waitin on my turn, just tell me when is it? I can spin em like Big Worm or Vick, I feed em to the pits Yeah, my whole life has turned, I think Im gettin followed by a journalist I think my life done finally shifted, we on a yacht, look like a ship I prayed to God to get you hips, and then I got your titties lifted Never like to fuss and fight, but you throw fists in like they trip And then seduce me with your lips and I enjoy it I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and pay that iron between that line, I smoke that fire I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and Id do it again You say that you need a friend Hold up, lil bitch, come again Know you may not know my name But my net worth a fuckin M And thats just what the people know We move like a pick and roll Six shots behind screen, wait til that three, they comin at your soul That lil bitch a freak She gon eat with my Pateky on I came from the streets, she know Im G What she wan sex me for Iced out all my Ps, down to my Cs Put all my brothers on I took out my piece, that bitch a freak She say she love it on I know she just wanna fuck cause Im rich now I ran to the top, aint stunt on shit Aint make no pitstops I ran up the mon and make it flip Somethin like TikTok Thuggin in a brick house Pookie servin Chris Rock If I knew how to spin a bend Then Id spin again We hit a slide every time And slide out

Yeah, Im fuckin this bitch and she givin me head She slide on the muhfuckin dick like a sled I told that lil bitch live her life on the edge Yeah , she ride on that dick like some muhfuckin pegs I tug on her body, I grip on her legs Lets play a game of Simon Says Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? Damn, son, whered you find this? I love Trippie Redd Yeah, Im fuckin this bitch and she givin me head She slide on the muhfuckin dick like a sled I told that lil bitch live her life on the edge Yeah , she ride on that dick like some muhfuckin pegs I tug on her body, I grip on her legs Lets play a game of Simon Says Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell She got good brain like the bitch really went to Yale I dont do a thing, I just make the bitch scream and yell With your boo thing, make a bitch nigga repel Got the blueprint, pay attention to the details, uh Im reclinin , your card declinin Diamonds round my neck, they change the climate, your highness Beaucoup to the money and these diamonds, yeah She suckin my dick and Im all in her jaws Im fuckin this bitch and Im all in her drawers Yeah , Im fuckin this bitch and she givin me head She slide on the muhfuckin dick like a sled I told that lil bitch live her life on the edge Yeah , she ride on that dick like some muhfuckin pegs I tug on her body, I grip on her legs Lets play a game of Simon Says Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Yeah, suck on that dick, yeah, lick on that dick, yeah Young bitch spazzin, yeah, she drinkin my spit, yeah My condo at the Ritz, yeah , I aint go out for shit, yeah Cum in her hair , now it look slick Got a brown bitch with me, Im callin her Fudge Im chokin this bitch and she fuck like a slut She told me she thirsty and drinkin my nut Im chokin the carbine, Im tryna see blood I pour A&W, you drink on the sud I pour up a Sprite and you know that its mud Yeah , Im fuckin this bitch and she givin me head She slide on the muhfuckin dick like a sled I told that lil bitch live her life on the edge Yeah , she ride on that dick like some muhfuckin pegs I tug on her body, I grip on her legs Lets play a game of Simon Says Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Racks comin in , incoming mills In the fuckin hills , I just popped a fuckin pill I just popped a fuckin seal Made a fuckin deal Im a major deal, yous a lil nigga, uh You aint fuckin with me, uh, yous a lil nigga, uh You aint fuckin with me, uh, yous a rookie nigga, uh Yous a bitch, yous a bitch, yous a lick, ayy Yous a motherfuckin poop , yous a shit stain Yeah, Im fuckin this bitch and she givin me head She slide on the muhfuckin dick like a sled I told that lil bitch live her life on the edge Yeah , she ride on that dick like some muhfuckin pegs I tug on her body, I grip on her legs Lets play a game of Simon Says Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fuck her, she scream and yell I fuck her, she scream and yell Another foolish child dares to trespass on this wicked place? Here, now a spell to remove that smile from your pretty face Hoggles and haggerdash and eyes of a crow All powers are mine now and all that you know

Wheezy what the fuck brackin, nigga? I might need to be on beat for this one You dig?! Woah, we tore up Im like baby dont throw up, if she ever hit the ground Young Thug not pickin her up, you can Quicker Picker Up Cause Im a blood, pass me my bup, tryna come around for help but you gon End up suckin, nothing but dick like woah Baby girl gon stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up Girl what up? Im like baby this whats up She under me like a rug, cant go up, yep Trick bitch pull up on me, tryna get these digits How the fuck I love when I never like em, ooh Bitch I am a genie, I got hoes in Magic City Even when its rented, president tinted I need an Aaliyah she gon rock all on my boat My chain small but only my weed make me choke Hey come here baby girl I want that amateur throat And when I get through I pass it to all of my folks Damn they got my name on the Coke Blackjack got me winning by the boats Shoot dice nigga five deuce four tre And my weed orange like a fuckin cantaloupe She fuck me then smile in your face, all she ever say is Oh yeah Ooh baby girl, pull up and give top, no lotion, she like Olay Hey I dont like em black, no spades, no way And I only tell her to hurry and wait Woah, we tore up Im like baby dont throw up, if she ever hit the ground Young Thug not pickin her up, you can Quicker Picker Up Cause Im a blood, pass me my bup, tryna come around for help but you gon End up suckin, nothing but dick like woah Baby girl gon stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up Girl what up? Im like baby this whats up She under me like a rug, cant go up, yep Bitches comin round the fuckin gangsta, think they stupid Pull up in the trenches, smoking loud like a Dually And I know I am the best, bitch, how you do this? And I pulled up on your bitch early truancy Damn what the fuck is going on, I am gone, so gone I just spent a band on cologne, I am on, so on And my neighbors call my thick misses Texas Roni They was watchin me back in the days like a Sony, promise I just bought my son a Bentley for his port card All my bitches coming foreign plus they head on These lil bitches tryna compete then they dead wrong Ima act just like Im sleep but Im dead on Woah, we tore up Im like baby dont throw up, if she ever hit the ground Young Thug not pickin her up, you can Quicker Picker Up Cause Im a blood, pass me my bup, tryna come around for help but you gon End up suckin, nothing but dick like woah Baby girl gon stay and drop it, no steps but I promise I go up Girl what up? Im like baby this whats up She under me like a rug, cant go up, yep

Ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing You done knocked me right off of my feet Baby, I got the feels, yeah Say that Im out my mind, but its somethin real Somethin real Ooh, I got the feels, yeah I waited most my life for somethin real Baby, I got the feels for ya Baby, I got the feels for ya Jump into the crowd, leave your hand in the sky, babe No hand, no nothin Gotta trust your crowd, gotta land in the cloud, babe Baby, I got that feel I dont know why youre doin this to me I tried to tell em not to do it this loud I tried to tell em not to bust it out the wrap til we leave I was thinkin suicide for the rivals I done went and bought a car with the title Told the promoters have her on the rider Knockin boots backstage at the Wireless She contagious like poison ivy Baby, I got the feels, yeah Say that Im out my mind, but its somethin real Somethin real Ooh, I got the feels, yeah I waited most my life for somethin real Baby, I got the feels for ya Baby, I got the feels for ya Used to be Playboy heartbreaker But for you, Ill travel a thousand acres When we met, I told her I play for Lakers One day, well get married in Las Vegas Im good for your health, this cant be a sin This love give you protein and vitamin See you wigglin, jigglin If I have a bite, will it taste like cinnamon? This is one in a million So I never ever treat you like Billie Jean Aint nothin like anything I ever really seen And you give me this feel if you know what I mean Baby, I got the feels, yeah (Ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing You done knocked me right off of my feet) Feels, yeah Baby, I got the feels, yeah I waited most my life for somethin real Baby, I got the feels for ya

Act daddy YSL, YRN Uhh Cash Clay YRN, YSL, you know? Brrrr Woop, yee! Thugger Uhh, woahh! Migos! Yee! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Tutututu, white! Cocaina, cocaina I don’t wanna serve my people Cocaina, cocaina You can call them birds, call them seagulls Cocaina, cocaina You can call the girl mamacita Cocaina, cocaina I do this shit for my familia Turn a half to a whole thing With cocaina you will make a name If you wanna make a mountain Gotta turn that kitchen to a hurricane Trapping out the boarded houses Don’t go check the door without John Wayne All white bricks, plain Jane Pure Cocaina Cane, Cocaina cane Have you ever seen a drop before? Have you ever seen a drought? Have you ever seen a pot before? Fishscale jumping out Everybody know cocaina make the whole world turn around Out in Venezuela talking cocaina with the plug right now Yee! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Tutututu, white! Cocaina, cocaina I don’t wanna serve my people Cocaina, cocaina You can call them birds, call them seagulls Cocaina, cocaina You can call the girl mamacita Cocaina, cocaina I do this shit for my familia YSL YSL Migos ‘til I’m dead and pale No cop whip it like a Chef Count that profit like, yeah Throttled up look like a crocker Got some bad hoes up in Minneapolis Got some crosses round my neck like pastors Fuck a father like son, bitch, we bastards Got some baking soda, that’s what sells a plug I wanna see some heels, cooking make me love Yeah, I got that dope like pieces, I would love to meet ya I done beat it, beat it, now she say she bleeding Don’t mislead her, treat her now she know it’s easy She know it’s easy Yee! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Tutututu, white! Cocaina, cocaina I don’t wanna serve my people Cocaina, cocaina You can call them birds, call them seagulls Cocaina, cocaina You can call the girl mamacita Cocaina, cocaina I do this shit for my familia Takeoff! Cocaina, call it Miley Cyrus Actavis ‘cause we don’t drink that wise shit They talking about the Migos we spreading like we a virus Thinking about running up on me, think I’m sweet, I wouldn’t advise it Diamonds build our temperature up, fucking run it to the closet Chopper make you do whatever I say niggas call me Simon Money growing like Pinocchio, nigga, but I ain’t lying Most of these bitches ain’t mine, I fuck them then move down the line See that cocaina gon’ bring you to crime And that cocaina gon’ start bringing the fire But get caught with that cocaina get time You been fucking up and run at the wrong time It can be a crumb they gon’ charge you like it’s a dime Looking at my neck and wrist like why I can’t shine Looking at the i8 like why can’t I ride? Cocaina come out the boat and it’s certified Yee! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina! Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina Tutututu, white! Cocaina, cocaina I don’t wanna serve my people Cocaina, cocaina You can call them birds, call them seagulls Cocaina, cocaina You can call the girl mamacita Cocaina, cocaina I do this shit for my familia

Okay, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Woo-woo-woo Ayy-ayy, ooh-ooh In that new Chopard, ooh-ooh Thats a car, ooh-ooh Money, money, ah-ooh-ooh Big boss, ooh-ooh In that Richie Mille, it dont tick-tock, hoo-hoo Splash warning, hoo-hoo, ooh-ooh I be cookin coco out the pot, pot, yeah-yeah I just gave away my lil thot, thot, yeah-yeah I just skrrt off in a robot, yeah-yeah Pushed one button, the top go in the trunk, uh-huh, uh-huh One one thousand grams I make it jump, uh huh, okay Popped out in Yves Saint Laurent, okay, okay I juug two thousand bands every month, okay, okay I could get you anything you want, okay okay Dog food, anything you want, okay okay Any ho you choose, which one you want? Okay, okay I put all my dogs in Saint Laurent, yeah yeah We had the fiends jumping at the spot, yeah yeah I was whipping that dope up like a pot of spaghetti The trap was hotter nigga had the feds around the corner Get the package every week I got the straps in Arizona I flooded out the bitch I had to put the Patek on her In that new Chopard, ooh-ooh Thats a car, ooh-ooh Money, money, ah-ooh-ooh Big boss, ooh-ooh In that Richie Mille, it dont tick-tock, hoo-hoo Splash warning, hoo-hoo, ooh-ooh I be cookin coco out the pot, pot, yeah-yeah I just gave away my lil thot, thot, yeah-yeah I just skrrt off in a robot, yeah-yeah Pushed one button, the top go in the trunk, uh-huh, uh-huh Shawty gonna pop that pussy for a Cash app, okay Only gonna fuck that bitch twice if her ass fat, okay I keep Benji Franklin in my knapsack, okay I wanna sleep in that pussy, thats a cat nap, okay Lambo truck, oh-oh Chocolate bitch, Yoo-Hoo Chopper stick, two two Threes lift your tutu Please, you aint cool cool Run up on me, you lose Hustle like Im Nipsey My bitch look like NuNu Tons money on his head cause we, cause we shottas Diamonds blue and red, like a, like a cop car Money on lil bitch, still aint see whats the total Heard hes on her crew, we gon splash when they roll up Ooh-ooh In that new Chopard, ooh-ooh Thats a car, ooh-ooh Money, money, ah-ooh-ooh Big boss, ooh-ooh In that Richie Mille, it dont tick-tock, hoo-hoo Splash warning, hoo-hoo, ooh-ooh I be cookin coco out the pot, pot, yeah-yeah I just gave away my lil thot, thot, yeah-yeah I just skrrt off in a robot, yeah-yeah Pushed one button, the top go in the trunk, uh-huh, uh-huh Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo

Yeah Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Tsunami wave Wheezy the wave Tsunami wave If you tryna fuck in one night all the dawgs Young Aviator Keyyz gotta pass along Young Aviator Keyyz never stoppin Aviator Keyyz right behind me Aviator Keyyz change the climate Hundred thousand Es I pull up with a hundred pounds of weed Aviator Chanel double Cs I got every single kind out, ha Told this girl aint no timeout, uh I perfected this rhymin Nothin but foreigns Im ridin in Finally rich and its showin And Im lettin it Ive been goin near the sun lately Everything that Im in, yeah, it came, yeah I got 26 Cuban Doll chains, yeah Nigga takin this shit down Sunset Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave If you tryna fuck in one night all the dawgs Young Aviator Keyyz gotta pass along Young Aviator Keyyz never stoppin Aviator Keyyz right behind me Aviator Keyyz change the climate I like the way she give head I call her Mitchell & Ness I keep a drum on the TEC I gotta protect all my kids I dont need no help with this Bitch, put my kids on your tits I put your name on my wrist Fat Richard Mille on my wrist See my bag, bitch, see my bitch behind me Gold diamonds with match the sidekick I made promises and Im keepin it Get the Range Rover, autobiography Talkin crazy, slap his ass with the shine, brrt Put the light-up wrists at any time, brrt Ric Flair with the times, ew Big Bs everywhere, suu-whoop, brrt, brrt Shawty said I be the realest Cant get enough of this killin The weed that I smoke smell like chitlins Boosie and Webbie, Im trillest I been tied in with the killers I been tied in with the dealers I put some rings on my fingers Hand shinin like the Thriller Whippin it, go grab the trigger Foreigns behind me, BMF Boardin the jet with the real plug Two hundred racks off skrilla Red bottoms, she a killer Red bottoms, she a killer Gucci slides for the chillin Jimmy Choos when I miss her Three times a week, nails Shawty takin good care Wheezy wave, pop a bale Young Keyyz go Alicia Who your man? Oh well I could never not tell Im not tryna dwell Buy Chanels for your tears Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave Tsunami wave Wheezy the wave Tsunami wave If you tryna fuck in one night all the dawgs Young Aviator Keyyz gotta pass along Young Aviator Keyyz never stoppin Aviator Keyyz right behind me Aviator Keyyz change the climate

Thugger Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Ima ball like Spalding, nigga Im a blood Imma baller, you can call a nigga And Im smokin angel dust, yeah, spa, nigga And Im attracted to green like war niggas Ima pull up late, Ricki Lake And my jewelrys no joke, shit frosted like flakes I swear to God Im baked like Easy Baker I send a bank statement, that shit sound like a taser Yeah she shoutin like I shot her with a taser Fly that bitch to LA, she ballin like a Laker I know not to tell and never speak to the neighbor In fact, I cant see em, Im on so many acres Ever since I met shawty I feel like Hercules And Im smokin bales of weed cause it grow on trees Six golds in my mouth like a set of keys With my West Boast Blood bangin burgundy Rich bags under my eyes, nigga, Birkin these She say I want Victoria Secrets And I fuck her long, watch her decrease Even though Im a blood, she like, CC She get mad whenever I bring a BB Shootin a .223, DVD Watch me shoot a foe, way down the street Cost a whole hunnid bands, band with the heat Imma die for my clan, Ku Klux me Diamonds red like a muhfucka cut me And I smoke rusty and dusty What are you doin in this game? I wanna know, what are you doin in this game? Hey, baby girl whatcha doin out here, what the fuck are you doin out here? Hey, I know whatcha doin out here, I know whatcha doin out here You killin these bitches, killin these niggas Cook a lot of white like Tommy Hilfiger Ayy, baby girl gimme this twat Hey, she love to sound like Brian Nichols Hahaha, hey, ayy, Brian Nichols with a pussy, shawty killed it I aint lookin for the swoop, I need a bitch who got a million I want a bitch with some loot who gone take care of her kids I mean make sure her kids straight forever, udigg? I wont stop gettin money forever, udigg? And I aint talkin bout a shovel, hmph, udigg? I just bought a new dog that ate up the pig I just bought a new car, a hunnid, udigg? Pshht, stop, a hunnid aint shit Two boys, one month, a hunnid on them Cant go broke, it may not come again But a lot of money comin in, you dont belong here, so What are you doin in this game? I wanna know, what are you doin in this game? Hey, baby girl whatcha doin out here, what the fuck are you doin out here? Hey, I know whatcha doin out here, I know whatcha doin out here You killin these bitches, killin these niggas Cook a lot of white like Tommy Hilfiger Ayy, baby girl gimme this twat Hey, she love to sound like Brian Nichols Baby, watch out for the shark, watch out for the cops, watch out for the thots Ayy, they just want a piece of you like me, beat em like Bruce Lee Facin life and you broke, look at my shoulder, boy, you can cry on me No, no tellin, but I told ya, You cant control these streets If a pussy nigga play, Im gonna gun him down like a G Baby, you cant see me, Im ballin, you cant even D me

Brand new Fubu, ooh-ohh Fat Albert on the side of my shoes, ooh-ohh Big teeth right in front of my Loubs, oh-ohh Goin monkey like a fuckin baboon, oh-ohh HAAA! Rag top, nigga, fuck around and say Shot up right up your block, Every time I pull up the LIV, Im in a half a million dollar car Kick rocks, nigga, get away from my boys Im bleedin red, man Im bleedin bad Shawty winnin, ballin out Take a molly then I stall out She tried to put my dogs in her dog house When they smell fear you know they poppin off Ima go and fuck your daughter study law Ima stand for what I believe til I fall If I never said it, Im sayin it right now Say what you want Ima shed my pride now Everybody say fuck the feds and five-o Gave everybody theirs its mine now Ima make a public announcement, call now Turn to a blood, them As went down now Kinda good lookin, them bitches fine now Ima drip some red on the sauna Ima cop the bread when its all gone I get a machete on for you Sleepin on that bitch like Im comfortable When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch, two-thousand on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two By myself at the top like cocoon When Im in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave, we the wave, typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room I put the fours on em Came from juggin with bowl homie Now look all this rose gold, gold yellow gold, gold, gold on me Yeah mob ties frog eyes What a time to be alive No neighbors House on the hill with the acres Dont date her Running through the squad slave her Im the mayor President Huncho a player Twin chopper, Sonic and Tails Twin chopper, Sonic and Tails Niggas love when the birds sing White cocaine Pinky and the Brain Love when the box hit the mail I love when the player wanna bail I hate when a nigga want problems But I love to give a nigga shells God protect me from the evil Take the squad out the cheetahs Streets crawling like beetles But the Stanley Steamer keep me cleaner You got it out the mud I got it out the oil You heard the cash prince niggas on Forbes Im the plug, extension cord Got your favorite model on drugs If you aint know it When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch, two-thousand on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two By myself at the top like cocoon When Im in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave, we the wave, typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room Ayy, I aint tryna save em Momma said dont let em know where you lay at Old bitches back in the day use to play bad Im a pull up flexing in the Maybach Northside nigga but we bought the A back Im a beat the motherfucker make his face flat Hit it from the back, back, baby throw it back Have a heart attack, can you handle that? Maison Margiela dabbin on everybody Im on the codeine moving like a dead body Bad bitch went to college but she real thotty Thats the reason I cant even trust nobody Celine and Supreme Im the dab daddy She coming home with me when she mad at ya Sucking on me buckling my knees throw a bag at ya Molly feel like Hercules when a nigga jab at ya Hold on wait, Hopping in the Wraith Stars in the ceiling like Im living out of space Manoeuvre like a boss we dont ever leave a trace Dirty Diana the chopper keep a nigga safe Fucking a model bitches big booty little waist Im putting the money over these bitches any day This one for the people that taking drugs everyday Fuck what they say let the pain go away When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch, two-thousand on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two By myself at the top like cocoon When Im in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave, we the wave, typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room Pinky codeine and mushrooms Sweep a nigga like I was a broom I be going up like a balloon Chop a nigga with the bamboo in Cancun Twenty bitches runnin round nude I fuck her bottom we fuckin them by the two I got water drippin out my jewels If it aint Actavis nigga it aint approved Migo the gang we will never lose So many bitches might catch me on Shade room Got a Pit bull thinking bout copping a Baboon Free all my niggas like a movie they coming soon When Im in the coupe I feel like Im in a cacoon Ten bitches ready up at the Boom Boom Room Actin a John but I aint Tune Takeoff! When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch, two-thousand on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two By myself at the top like cocoon When Im in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave, we the wave, typhoon Take her out of the hills to fuck with some goons Now she breaking pounds in my room

Bitch, this aint no boss, its a boss up Bitch, this aint for sure, this a toss up Bitch, this aint Toyota, this European Bitch she aint no ho, she my girlfriend Bitch, this aint is no nap, this how I sleep Bitch, this aint no hobby, this how I eat Bitch, this aint lust, so its love Bitch, this aint the connect, this the plug Bitch, this aint beef, this is world war Bitch, this aint a show, this a world tour Bitch, you dont know me, man, you know me Bitch, this aint the problem, this the solution Feelin like my chakras aligned, from now on, call me Don Rhymin for days, I couldnt eat and it was not Ramadan Niggas askin for a cut, they just way out of line, Thugger Ho, this aint no Ford, this a Maserati This is not a movie, baby, this a real dead body Im on a one-way street, bout to have a trolley I fuck her one night then Ima duck up out it You do anything for this lil bitch you might be a Cosby Speakin of Bill Cosby, I spike my drink with molly, uh You better not tell nobody, zip it, Giuseppe Zanotti Hit from the back, turn to a car when Im backin out it, yeah Hit him with ten, fuck it, hammer gon MAC his body Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum dum-dum-dum Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum Bitch, this aint a boss, this a boss up Bitch, this isnt for sure, this a toss up Ho, this aint Toyota, this European Bitch, she aint a ho, she my girlfriend Bitch, this aint time, this is our time Bitch, this aint the plug, this the power line Bitch this aint Diesel, this Gucci Bitch, you aint know me, man you know me Bitch, this aint Adidas, this Puma Bitch, that aint the truth, thats a rumor Bitch, you aint my friend, you a tumor Bitch, that aint the new one, this newer Bitch, this aint fourth-quarter, its crunch times No foul lines, just front lines Fuck takin shit, boy, I just take whats mine And Im still hungry like a nigga was unsigned Dont nobody want this shit more than I want mine Fuck a free meal, boy, Id rather go hunt mine When you get the ball, boy, you be fumblin When you talk that shit, be mumblin Man, I got my one shot, fucked around and and-oned it If the dogs aint there then they one call from it, look Run you out your house and now your ass apartment huntin From that Michigan cold, and Im colder than that Dont fuck with my crazy ass, boy, your mama shouldve told you that One way in and one way out this life just like a cul-de-sac The hood behind me like a cobra back You quote the internet, I quote the facts But snake niggas never tell the truth, you a liar If you swear to God one more time on your life you might die Real ones, I know you feel me Independent women, know you feel me If you self-made, then you feel me Text from my girl, she said Come feel me up Real dawgs, I know you feel me My OGs, know they feel me, yeah Bad bitch, she want to feel me Text from my girl, she said Come feel me up If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you

I just sipped and I cant do nothin Yeah I got big racks in my jeans Ima mix some dirty with this clean Almost all my bitches ballin, no Lou King 21, Im bout to stunt on all your dreams This money better not stop I hit the target with the bullseye Loot on the pigs every time Me and my dawgs gon ride out Me and my dawgs gon ride, uh Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah This money callin me in my sleep Dont trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah Run that back, Turbo Wheezy outta here I was daydreamin bout money, then I woke up I be thinkin all this pimpin give the world to her If I ever get the check, give you the world, girl See us goin up and down, roller coaster Ill be the FN, you be my holster Tell the city bout my love, I even post her Pourin all this lean in my styrofoam cup 4 Pockets Full, every one of these shows I got big racks in my jeans Ima mix some dirty with this clean Almost all my bitches ballin, no Lou King 21, Im bout to stunt on all your dreams This money better not stop I hit the target with the bullseye Loot on the pigs every time Me and my dawgs gon ride out Me and my dawgs gon ride, uh Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah This money callin me in my sleep Dont trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah Top off the Lamb, I get a breeze, yeah My travel kit is this codeine, yeah I fell in love with Billie Jean, yeah But YSL like Wu-Tang with that cream, oh And I done bought you everything Boss you up and put your condo in the trees I bought some Gucci socks so long they can reach my knees Got a bust down Rollie with big racks inside my jeans, oh I got big racks in my jeans Ima mix some dirty with this clean Almost all my bitches ballin, no Lou King 21, Im bout to stunt on all your dreams This money better not stop I hit the target with the bullseye Loot on the pigs every time Me and my dawgs gon ride out Me and my dawgs gon ride, uh Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah This money callin me in my sleep Dont trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah Run that back, Turbo Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here

Travis Scott! You know Thugger, Thugger, nigga 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 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 Twelve more hours left for us in a day Call your friends and lets get drunk Ive been drinkin all day, Ive been floatin all day Call your friends and lets get drunk, hey! 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 it, mix it, pour Drinkin, sippin, slow Lean so cold now, froze Froze, froze Come on over, get drunk Yeah, now my nigga wanna re-up Slide down, nigga, how it is Ive been dependent Biz up in the Bentley Got a hundred bitches on the private Another private lit, and all them fightin in it Im the governor and the politician, you know Ive been gettin hammered from the go Ive been in the fan for the smoke Yeah, ooh Call your friends to get drunk I need me a blunt One, two, three, and Im gone Find me up in the sun Bitches up to something 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 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 Caress lil mama for weed, and she did it for free Call your friends and lets get drunk Yeah that thing wet, baby, I need skis Call your friends and lets get drunk Yeah I need to skeet, yeah, oh Run it back from the track Then Ima speed race in that Lil mama still got my back Pull down your pants, I want crack Im growing weed, this aint trees My bitch brown like Hennessy Big blood like Freddy in dreams Dressed in a tie like the Dean 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 and then lay up like planks Never ever, do I wanna leave my little lady Patrón down, back down, they got a plan fore that boy wake Told God if I get a iced out watch I wont be late Every time I try to stick it in all the way Baby girl be like aye aye aye, aye aye, aye aye 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 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 Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk, hey

Yeah Up and away Up, up, and away Another day, boy Up, up, and away Another couple of dollars Up, up, and away Money with this power Rich Gang, nigga My young niggas Big money poppin, boy We got London on da Track Put that on blood, nigga Aye New draws, these polo This two seater ridin solo I got your baby mama with me Bitch pointin at me, tellin, Baby come and get it Drivin real fast, aint in no lane I aint gettin married cause my hoe playin Fish fry nigga, you propane I keep my mouth closed, yeah, I soak game All white seats like cocaine The cops come, we dont speak, we dont know names Spent 30 on my wrist, yeah that hoe plain Jane, aye Up, up and away, boy, Im so high, boy, Im up, up, and away In the car, tried to block a nigga in, but she know young nigga got away If the door aint bulletproof a young nigga kick through Hahaha , I dont like white girl but my bitch do Ooh, Imma make something shake when the rent due Hey , Thugger, Imma make sure that you get through every time when I Every time I come to town Niggas’ bitches come around And I take em up, up and away I started from the ground Thats when a nigga took off and went up, up and away If a pussy nigga come and wanna play Ima send his bitch ass up, up, and away Beat a nigga bad and I might just pop his ass Send him up and away Up and away Up, up, and away Up, up, and away Up, up, and away Shoot at the cops, send em up and away Bout my boys, Ill shoot em up anyway Play for him, I dont give a fuck what they say Yeahhh... Up, up, then I run Molly got me high, Im lookin for Tarzan Baby girl would you ride for the man? Would you die for the man? Im a muhfuckin go-getter Mink coat got me lookin like a gorilla Talkin racks, my floors got doors in ‘em Rollie old and extinct like Godzilla Told them bitches to get my ice out the freezer, nigga Ice like a good girl Told em bitches get my ice out the freezer Bitches froze like an icicle Pussy nigga, you a dyke, nigga Three hoes, Thugger tricycle And my ice real platinum like 5 nickels And Im ballin like Bryant, no Nichols Tell lil mama go and get em Yeah, go and sick em Hey, I, I got a Tommy I aint talkin Hilfiger And I got a hundred round drum on that muhfucker Like Im a Navy Seal, nigga And Im that nigga, Rich Homie that nigga Rich Homies/YSL those niggas, cause Every time I come to town Niggas’ bitches come around And I take em up, up and away I started from the ground Thats when a nigga took off and went up, up, and away If a pussy nigga come and wanna play Imma send his bitch ass up, up and away Beat a nigga bad and I might just pop his ass Send him up and away Up and away Up, up, and away Up, up, and away Up, up, and away Shoot at the cops, send em up and away Bite my bars, Ill shoot em up anyway Play for him, I dont give a fuck what they say Yeahhh... Haha, this is to his head, boy Up and away Yopper, yopper, yopper Up, up, and away Just that filthy when its time to be filthy, boy Up, up, and away Money, do you understand me, nigga? Up, up, and away From a lil nigga to an old nigga Up and away Its all about what we get, nigga Up, up, and away How we get it, what we stand for Up, up, and away And what we live for Up, up, and away Loyalty Yop!

Yeah Yeah Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz  Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter  Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Im in the gym, of course I cant even care, whore Im out the scene, yeah Knock off your boy, yeah Keeping it clean Drac with the beam I got your team Popping a bean, yeah I got a bag, it aint enough My left wrist bling, yes, it is tough I killed his man in front of his mama Like fuck lil bruh, sister and his cousin Now I kick my shit, that aint no punt Like fuck my wrist, it aint enough Now I fuck my bitch til it aint nothing I shoot out, blank, still aint cuffin up Proud of my money Kill em, not leaving a trace, yeah Kill em, not leaving a trace Im bout to cut off the K, yeah Black diamonds, Martin Luther King I had to break in the safe, yeah And I didnt leave em a trace I had to break in that safe, yeah Coppin lil mama the Range Hop in the Jag, I just been doing the dash, woah Today my Margiela was big, I look like a dad, woah She got gator on her purse, it look like a rash, woah Three hundred K out in Turks and Im still in my bag, woah Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Im in the gym, of course I cant even care, whore Im out the scene, yeah Knock off your boy, yeah Keeping it clean Drac with the beam I got your team Popping a bean, yeah Dissect your body like science class, nigga Give you my word, then I gotta deliver Bet they gon know when the slime in the building Hot as a iron, I mean, hot like the skillet Creeping up, crawling, know I was just skipping Gangster cause you got a body, lil nigga Magazine clips, so you might get your issue You think you gangster cause you got a pistol? Bye-bye, Felicia Look for your body, so they gotta eat it I am Yak Gotti, but Im not a vegan Flathead the pull up, the Honda, the Civic Running from twelve, then I jumped the defenses Blood on my bottom, like Roddy Richie Look at my trigger, my trigger start itching Ride with that chick, she say point blank and period When I aim at you, its point blank, no missing Lay in your grass and come out of your bushes Pick up that trip and I bet Ill start tripping Bet Ill start tripping like I get a rush My slime, he a crip, keep that stick like a crutch Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt We cant relate We from the hood, I was renegade Stepped in the spot, had fish parquet Cant be a slime, he got bitch boy trait She wanted to fuck, but I left L.A. My savage, I bought him a new AK My birthday, I ran up that STK We smoke out the good and dont care what they say Baguettie wrist I done got rich off of politics Canary yellow, I gotta piss Rich nigga brunch, I had fish and grits Want nothing back, I dont penny pinch Told her, Im pissed, come massage this dick I paid the high for that Glock with the switch Guaranteed me, if I pop, it wont miss I shot at your mans None of that shit wasnt planned I fucked this bitch and her friend, both of them bitches done came on my pants Louis V dripping, lil niggas, aint none of my niggas aint rocking no Vans He mad at me cause his bitch is a fan, do what I want and he do what he can I put that bitch in the figure-four, too many vibes, so its hard to pick a ho Came from the bottom, I used to be broke, I was trapping, and I used to trap out the liquor store I bet it all on the tin and foil Drop off the pack, thats a give and go Now when I rap on the track, its a ten or more Im in the club with a Glock, its extended Tint is so dark, they cant see who is in it Niggas aint cashing out, these niggas rented YSL, we going overboard Plugged everywhere like extension cord Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Im in the gym, of course I cant even care, whore Im out the scene, yeah Knock off your boy, yeah Keeping it clean Drac with the beam I got your team Popping a bean

Yeah, Im on the run Here I come, Im with your mom We got London On Da Track If the opp come, I get to squeezin on the mop Im on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I dont need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks I got the drum, bitch, bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent Burberry guts what the captain say Chanel, she can get a little tab today Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today Might do Balenciaga rags today Niggas might kill for biscuits Trappin out the intercontinental Bitch cant wait til my check clear Bitch gon act like she triller Baby tryna trip me outta check Nigga tryna pour my red All a nigga know is take meds Nigga, stop drinkin my red Some of these niggas dont tell the truth I just sit back and smoke out a pound of weed I got rollies galore, aint no clowning me I got woadies with me speaking Chinese I get fed up and throw a catastrophe In the drop, me, my dog had em ten key Secret service, so everything is touchscreen I had walked in the loft, didnt insert a key Okay, pattycake, baguettes, the karats, no carrot cake For Gods sake, stack up your racks, put it all away Polish your ass, polish your stomach And polish your face Stack up the cash, go buy Richard Mille, thats all I can say Whole lotta gang shit, whole lotta this and that Whole lotta aint this Whole lotta cash over here, no whole lotta playing I spent your stash box on a little Mercedes I popped at the last opp, and I end up escapin If the opp come, I get to squeezin on the mop Im on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I dont need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks I got the drum, bitch, bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent Burberry guts what the captain say Chanel, she can get a little tab today Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today My new Balenciaga rags today Niggas might kill for biscuits Trappin out the intercontinental Bitch cant wait til my check clear Bitch gon act like she triller Baby tryna trip me outta check Nigga tryna pour my red All a nigga know is take meds Nigga, stop drinkin my red Woo, woo, woo, woo woo, Offset! Fresh off the runway on the run from the cops Had to put the money in the stash, let it rot Had to get a front to get it poppin at the opps Fuckin bitches with my bitch on lock Drippin in the Gucci, Gucci, slop, slop Put me in the water, swim with the sharks Caught a cookie man smokin on smart Aston Martin with the seat Pop-Tart Get up in the field, yeen got enough heart Hunnid thousand have a nigga dad on milk cartons Hunnid rounds hangin out the Vince Carter carbon Birkin on my bitch, wrist, thats a light 40 Um, runnin to the money like Gump Rolls Royce truck, tailgating out the trunk I dont want that bitch, cause that bitch a runt Nine zips, I done pod up for lunch Get up in the pot, then I punch Get up in the mouth, make her grunt Fuckin in the fourth down, nigga dont punt If we got smoke, lookin for you is a hunt Straight up out the bando, the ghetto Rest in peace, Pistol, got a halo Stayin at the scene, gotta lay low Bags Celine, full of pesos Tony Montana with the yayo I dont got manners with the K, ho You are dust when I hit you with the K, roll Set snappin on that bih like Fabo Stackin up the bands, Lego We at ya head, tomato Thirty eight slug, potato Nigga, dont fold for the say-so Yeah, the top of its brown Yeah, the middle of its red Yeah, she nut by the round They call it squirtin instead Yeah, I like her for real We skippin town from the feds This codeine on chill She wet like a shower head Yeah, I came with the drill I came with the powers and nails I came with the deals I came in with hoes like a sled Yeah, a rich nigga tilt I keep a Rolls Royce in the shed Yeah, Im fuckin your neck Fore we done got to the bed If the opp come, I get to squeezin on the mop Im on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I dont need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks I got the drum, bitch, bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent Burberry guts what the captain say Chanel, she can get a little tab today Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today My new Balenciaga rags today Im in London, got my beat from London

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I dont know what its like to stop Ayy Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot Micro Draco got big knots To any rapper, this a big swap Lifetime goal, call the big shots Uh, if you cant stand him, go sit his ass down like a desktop , woo Thankin the Lord that my nigga made it out of the cell block, woo Keep it one hundred, my oath was never to tell cops, yeah My seals popped, I been mixin this Act with the cherry pop, yeah Black matte the pano-ca-ramics, these niggasll never catch up, yeah I gotta tiptoe your pussy, my flask is Red Sox I had to tell that lil thottie she walkin on tight rocks , yeah Keep a dramatic lil baddie on top of the top floor Big slap on the wrist, I learned my lessons Way too many millions to be cappin Squirt on her titty, now she think she know us And I keep a 40 on my waistline You know, you know, you know, you know You know, you know, you know, yeah You know, you know, you know, you know You know, you know, you know, you know Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Big drip on me, VVs on me, congratulate myself Got that on me, live like Tony, AR on the shelf Light speed with emotion, melody I made myself Big Bs on me, yeah Ice, I just need my AP, no presi, I stay to myself, wavy Gold teeth, niggas cant bite me, this aint no rabies Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame me? These bitches be crazy Blessing, come follow me, baby, teach you a lesson Got a couple cars for a couple hoes, might fuck em all in my whip Come through in this carpool, I skrrt-skrrt and we dip Ima pray to God for purple rain, that double cup, I sip Ooh, fantasies, Ill show you that its real Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Big slime Youre talkin to the big slime We get a b-dub in Magic I think this might be a classic I hid some racks in the attic Im on a 30 P, Addy I got an addiction to fashion I walk in the club with that static Im just tryna get me a backend Tell my driver to pull up, then back in Helicopter to fly over traffic On my grind, aint no time for relaxin Spend it up, I been bringin that cash in Ima go grab that Maybach wagon Think Im headed to space age status I might go cop that big boy Patek She was takin a picture, uh, uh She was takin a picture with my jacket Just dont buck cause these bitches really petty Im controllin the stick like it was Madden Ima get up and make me something happen Aint no use in me wastin my talent We never lackin Im smokin Woods like a cabin I put my bitch in some fast shit Turn my whole crib to a palace In London, Im shoppin at Harrods All this money, we bout to get married Niggas runnin they mouth like a parrot Im a bunny, I keep me some carats Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot Micro Draco got big knots To any rapper, this a big swap Lifetime goal, call the big shots Got the Glock on my side, but the FN my main bitch We done got rich, but I cannot get caught with the same bitch I got some hoes in LA and they speak different language Drop off the Porsche, and I brought me some work in the bank Whole lot of racks and this shit still aint changin Used to be juggin and traffickin bows And I came up with some killers and you cannot trap if you dont got no pole All of my niggas, they millionaires, they think we sellin our souls Im never tellin her no I get the head and I go Ima go run up some more Stack up that paper, not stuntin these niggas at all Cakin that bitch, she a freak, and I beat up her walls Pull up my pants right after I fuck her like I gotta leave, but I never call I fucked her friend, she say Im a dog Wont settle for less, we want it all Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot Micro Draco got big knots To any rapper, this a big swap Lifetime goal, call the big shots

Lil Durk in this motherfucker, gang, Ralo Fam, ayy where the real niggas at? You know all the MOB rockin witcha nigga right here Ya only the real ones, know what Im sayin Hey, them my niggas Yeah, them my boys Light him up like he Christmas If he play with my boys Yeah, them my dogs, them my boys Yeah, them my niggas, them my boys We gon ball if she get my boys Yeah, fuck that bitch if you my boy Yeah, if you my boys Had a talk with Thug, we was talkin bout Escobar Snitches the only thing a rich nigga stressin for Remember we was riding on the MARTA bus Theyd rob the bank before they think bout robbing us We did this shit ourself, we aint ask for no help Hell kill for Terrell, Ill kill for lil Jeff So now we got right, these niggas went left Ridin round with them straps, I aint talkin seat belts I swear to God Ill murk em if Thugger say the word We went from robbing these niggas to selling bricks and birds They had the nerve to say they dont like me riding with Thug But at first, they liked to see a friend in clubs Hey, them my niggas Yeah, them my boys Light him up like he Christmas If he play with my boys Yeah, them my dogs, them my boys Yeah, them my niggas, them my boys We gon ball if she get my boys Yeah, fuck that bitch if you my boy Yeah, if you my boys My niggas turnt, we do it Play crazy smoke like hookah Rip LA, whats up Booka No Metro Boomin, boomin One call, they pull up shooting Splash Brothers said we bool Roll up some opps in wood My dogs nem, they so cuckoo Too turnt up for Lil NuNu My niggas demons, voodoo They facing shit like ooVoo, yeah Free the gang, we the gang That lil change made him change We insane, keep a Glock If he strayin, bow-bow Rob me, nah-nah .40 match the sawed off FN take his wall off Like where is Waldo? Im a street nigga, got my brothers here So fuck you other niggas if you on some other shit Hey, them my niggas Yeah, them my boys Light him up like he Christmas If he play with my boys Yeah, them my dogs, them my boys Yeah, them my niggas, them my boys We gon ball if she get my boys Yeah, fuck that bitch if you my boy Yeah, if you my boys Hundred shots in the daytime if you ever come play with them, my boy Aint no shootin up no random houses, got to get your man, you got to kill that boy Free Tre, one of the first niggas to ever put me in that field, my boy Took cases be just, my boy Police chasin, we juuged my boy Godfather, you know that aint a question How we rock aint a question Yall still fucking around and got a fresh seven Man this shit kinda hectic Painful living, growing up missing daddy Sister making it better Why I be there any time that she need me Cause I know that she had me In and out, but I didnt know my daddy Edgewood, Zone 6 shit, rated savage Yeah, just a project nigga, aint never had shit Young Day, if you hit me, get nasty, pussy Hey, them my niggas Yeah, them my boys Light him up like he Christmas If he play with my boys Yeah, them my dogs, them my boys Yeah, them my niggas, them my boys We gon ball if she get my boys Yeah, fuck that bitch if you my boy Yeah, if you my boys Met that bitch when I was in elementary Man them my niggas before elementary They been my niggas ever since elementary I swung on his teacher bout him, yeah in elementary Stop all the killing and lets go get it When you buy you a Bentley, you know you rich Me and Ralo, we like Ace Boogie and Mitch He was broke now his shit lit up like he hit a lick Lil bitch, slob on the dick Lil bitty bitch, my diamonds gon glisten Its YSL and Fam Goon shit Lil Durk with me, tonight we throw the racks on the bitch Hey, them my niggas Yeah, them my boys Light him up like he Christmas If he play with my boys Yeah, them my dogs, them my boys Yeah, them my niggas, them my boys We gon ball if she get my boys Yeah, fuck that bitch if you my boy Yeah, yeah, if you my boys

I mean, suck that dick just like a porn star I mean, you ask her who and she gon say its us I mean, I got a couple whips collecting dust I mean, I get so clean just to watch her lust I mean, they need to give this Balmain shit to us I mean, I got my son so thats why I aint cussed I mean, no stomach but I came straight out the gut I mean, I fuck her in her pussy and her butt I mean, Im having juice feel like 2Pac I mean, I hit the club make it tsunami I mean, Im all yours, baby, who want me? I mean, I got the swag, all these niggas corny Im an astronaut Im dodging bullets no Russia I ask yo bitch if she want to party and she said of course I bring my lawyer just in case he recording us Im drinking Act, Im smoking gas and it smell like must I mean, they need to give this Balmain shit to us I mean, I got my son so thats why I aint cussed I mean, no stomach but I came straight out the gut I mean, I fuck her in her pussy and her butt I mean, Im having juice feel like 2Pac I mean, I hit the club make it tsunami I mean, Im all yours, baby, who want me? I mean, I got the swag, all these niggas corny Backwoods get you there, yeah, yeah I want green like pear, yeah, yeah My ho clean with no nair See my jeans and just stare Climb in her call her stairs Okay put her on a pedestal Less foreplay you call me incredible No detective but you know Im telling you Drinking NyQuil Im cool as pillow boo Favorite flavor skittles too Bitch I blowed up like a missile do Kid N Play baby Im feeling you Smoke covering all my ceilings boo I mean, suck that dick just like a porn star I mean, you ask her who and she gon say its us I mean, I got a couple whips collecting dust I mean, I get so clean just to watch her lust I mean, they need to give this Balmain shit to us I mean, I got my son so thats why I aint cussed I mean, no stomach but I came straight out the gut I mean, I fuck her in her pussy and her butt I mean, Im having juice feel like 2Pac I mean, I hit the club Make it tsunami I mean, Im all yours, baby, who want me? I mean, I got the swag, all these niggas corny

Yeah, yeah, slime Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty Gucci rag for my , they look dirty, yeah Yeah Jeffery I cant do nothin with that bitch the way she flodgin Wrapped a million up, aint none of my dogs starvin Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes, they ménage à trois me Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry Bought the Rolls-Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls-Royce curtains Okay, if you seen her with me you know she workin Okay, I just spent a quarter mil on purses I have never settled for a bitch that swerves me Oh, yeah, oh Yeah, Balenciaga Triple S, the furs with em My niggas call me CVS, I keep the syrup with me Purple Act, purple kush, purple Percs, nigga I tote Fear of God by the jeans with the skirts, nigga I was badmon way before you jerked, nigga I know Chanel personal work cellular I know, Im the GOAT, I know All four of my pockets got the Klumps, Im Eddie Murphy Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry Bought the Rolls-Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls-Royce curtains Yeah, I cant do nothin with the bitch, just know she stalkin Wrapped a million up, aint none of my niggas starvin Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes, they ménage à trois-in How the hell my trunk fit a whole engine? Im tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million Niggas be plottin, the reason I tote a semi YSL my partners, we back to back in these Bentleys You niggas keep stealin my drip, Ima need a percentage Just got some head from your bitch, I aint even wanna hit it Mix Hi-Tech red with this Act, I feel like like a chemist Pop a jaw to your dome, bring it back, yeah, slatt business Slime was the first to take me cross the border Walked inside of Saks and spent a quarter Ride on the back of your ho like a spoiler Young GunWunna a GOAT in that order Me and Booka Loc bout to go to Bora Bora Rode the four-door Porsche and it had my voice hoarse Went to fifty states and back on a world tour Human Races, I came a long way from Diadoras I just made one of my bitches take my other bitch some paper out in LA Yeah, I just made one of my girls take my other girl some paper out in LA Told them they have a two-way til I arrive Told them they have a two-way til I arrive, yeah All my guys mob-tied Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry Bought the Rolls-Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls-Royce curtains Yeah, I cant do nothin with the bitch, just know she stalkin Wrapped a million up, aint none of my niggas starvin Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes, they ménage à trois-in

Skrrt-slatt-slatt-slatt Slatt-slatt-slatt-skrrt Skrrt-slatt-slatt-slatt Slatt-slatt-slatt-skrrt Skrrt-slatt Slatt-slatt-skrrt-skrtt-skrrt Skrrt-slatt-slatt-slatt Slatt-slatt-slatt-skrrt Ridin in a new Maybach Dunk on his ho like Shaq Jimmy Choo shoes relax Givenchy socks to match I was just smokin on thrax Now Im playin with that sack Pussy just fall in my lap Money just chasin my back The gang came back with racks Im ridin round town with a Gat Ill beat a nigga face with a bat Pink slip, paper tag I bought me the new Hellcat Im blowin in a new Hellcat I walk in the club, Hellcat Eighty-five racks, Hellcat I eat the steak with the crab cake I stuck my D on her chest, yeah Baby tip-drill with a passion Crib came rusty like trash can I need my bags, man Ima come through like Aladdin Audemars jacket Audemars coupe was matchin Audemars black sand Audemars picked up Ritalin Audemars Piguet I just got some Audemars thrax in All of your Act stashed All of yall Act gon stash packs All of yall ass fat Audemars with a passion Audemars, Springfield Audemars, drop-top, Bel Air Audemars paralyzin drip Audemars wheelchair Audemars handmade Audemars billionaire Audemars blue and red Audemars float, yeah Audemars wristband Audemars, Rollie face Ric Flair Audemars wrist splash Audemars splish, splish, splash Audemars whiplash Shawty got Audemars big ass Turned my chips to cash I dont mean to rack up the millions Ridin in a new Maybach Dunk on his hoe like Shaq Jimmy Choo shoes relax Givenchy socks to match I was just smokin on thrax Now Im playin with that sack Pussy just fall in my lap Money just chasin my back The gang came back with racks Im ridin round town with a Gat Ill beat a nigga face with a bat Pink slip, paper tag I bought me the new Hellcat Im blowin in a new Hellcat I walk in the club, Hellcat Eighty-five racks Hellcat Yves Saint Laurent just to match it Christian Dior with the ratchet Audemars, make it do magic Audemars, I want that Patek Audemars make her come out of her panties Come with that water like Im at Atlantic I land in a jet just to pick up a package I land on your bitch just to bust on her mattress I turn her back round and I bust on her backwards, ha I call her ho but that bitch call me daddy My money long like the 73 Caddy Bring in that work we gon’ weigh it and bag it Dont come with it, shawty, might shoot til its jammin In the back of the Maybach I got on that fashion, ha He got on Richard Mille, that shit aint average My bitches, I bought em some titties and asses Ridin in a new Maybach Dunk on his hoe like Shaq Jimmy Choo shoes relax Givenchy socks to match I was just smokin on thrax Now Im playin with that sack Pussy just fall in my lap Money just chasin my back The gang came back with racks Im ridin round town with a gat Ill beat a nigga face with a bat Pink slip, paper tag I bought me the new Hellcat Im blowin in a new Hellcat I walk in the club, Hellcat Eighty-five racks Hellcat Skrrt-slatt-slatt-slatt Slatt-slatt-slatt-skrrt Skrrt-slatt-slatt-slatt Slatt-slatt-slatt-skrrt Skrrt-slatt Slatt-slatt-skrrt-skrtt-skrrt Skrrt-slatt-slatt-slatt Slatt-slatt-slatt-skrrt

Thugger, Thugger nigga! Yeeur, Yeeur! Hundred bands in my pants, YSL loaded Got them choppers in advance, MPA, they loaded! Who the fuck told you lil niggas you was soldiers? Who the fuck told you lil niggas you was soldiers? Im just sayin homie Nigga Im just sayin homie Plottin on Donald Trump I was 15 years old when I shot that chopper I bought a carbine 15 when I was 18 Sent a couple niggas to the doctor I rape it, I finger that xtendo I peel it, I feel it I take all they stuff and I head to the hill with it Let PeeWee deal with it Back in the day I was actin illiterate Im hot like a skillet bitch My gators look like they got Syphillis My bitches be bleedin like literally I slime my fake brothers Im not Casino, but Thugger be killin it Killin it, killin it Do not think Im tripping when I say Longway be the real-iest I said do not think Im tripping when I say Bitch, I be the real-iest Hundred bands in my pants, YSL loaded Got them choppers in advance, MPA, they loaded! Who the fuck told you lil niggas you was soldiers? Who the fuck told you lil niggas you was soldiers? Im just sayin homie Nigga Im just sayin homie I go to the hill with the hipp-iest Loaded down with nothin but Benjamins Piped up and shot an Olympia OG, we wrappin and shippin it Who told you lil niggas i aint with the shits? Pull up and hop out with dirty sticks We comin for nothin but 36 Them birdies for all of you idiots We snatch em and take all your giblets Young Thugger Thugger just told you we killin it How could you lil niggas be soldiers? I go down yo roster aint none of you killin shit I move like a monster real swiftly I smoke like a rasta Chief keefn the reefer Im loaded with OG dispensary Kardashian, my ho just like Kimberley A nigga sadiddy like Hilary First to ship down,and I kick it in Beverley Loaded with Benjamin Franklin Walkin through Beverly Center with etiquette Issuing out so many bars, the cameras are rolling They tryna edit it Jawbreaker, jawbreaker, jawbreaker I got that hard like Ed, Edd, n Eddy Hundred bands in my pants, YSL loaded Got them choppers in advance, MPA, they loaded! Who the fuck told you lil niggas you was soldiers? Who the fuck told you lil niggas you was soldiers? Im just sayin homie Nigga Im just sayin homie

Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Woo They think they all fly , we a different fly Yeah, we private flight it , no need for autopilot Know we get the highest , know yall all dyin Lift the doors up , my wrist is froze up My neck get colder , thought I told ya We in the fast lane In a Hellcat , or in a Mulsanne If he bounce back , a hundred shots ring Aint got no dogtag , how you gangbang? He not bout that , he aint insane Give him thirty shots , shoot him Curry range Finger flooded , cost more than Audi rings Yeah, we bossy , shit be saucy Cosey You said you want a wedding ring, thats when you lost me Go big on big, Im irritated with your mouthpiece I drove a G63 Benz to the nosebleeds Yeah, Im her boss, see, see Im so flossy Lil mama said she want a Benz with the Rolls seats I took a helicopter down to the show freak I told her private jet, we goin shoppin overseas I can go brazy like a shotta, ayy I got some masons on the Southside, ayy Im servin chicken, but not Popeyes, ayy Pay the tuition, not a shotta, ayy I told lil mama, Bitch, its our time, ayy We got the juice, we got the Wi-Fi, ayy We fuckin on top our Carter, hey I just might pass her to my brothers, hey Hundred bands on a seat How the fuck I make a half a million in a week? Yeah, shawty suck me out my sleep I dont know just how the hell I woke up with a freak Goddamn, I got millions with no piece Different bustdown every fuckin day of the week Livin easy breezy, we fuck on designer sheets I had me some Henny with my Act, now Im deceased Million dollar nig, whip a Maybach out of town Patek worth a mink, up in the Benz right now Keep designer kicks on my bitch all the time Paris Hilton mansion in the hills, I see stars Abercrombie birds with the doves, we get money Lambo hit the curb, when it dark, it look sunny I put neon lights in the penthouse for my mommy Wake up, take a piss, drink a seal every morning Spendin all these goddamn funds I just put some slimes and some bands on your son Choker shackles outshine the goddamn sun John Wick shooters, we not scared of James Bond Talkin game to get out her panties Different Chanel, different occasions I got hood ratchet shit and she Asian Whippin slime Lam truck, its Caucasian Yall cat, Tigger See yall damn whiskers Her ass soft as pillows Give her nut like brittle Louis duffle bag, F&N and bands in it Yeah, I wore it, left the tag on my expensive drip She not talkin bad, I go pimp and pop them lips Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Oh, oh, oh

Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey Imma pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lot You gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit From my Porsche we swayin and now we ishy Now I pull out then drive past on them bitches I talk to Roscoe every day like he aint missin You aint missin shit, they droppin shit in the trenches I just dropped in the flame, and fucked up some Benjis Money comin and goin, you in that Bimmy I got some hoes and they supported drinking chilly Im with some dudes on the scene in the Rolls Rizzy Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey Ima pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lotYou gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit I gotta, top off it aint for rent Fuck a, tongue bitch Im not a lick Jump, jump up on that baby ribbit No frog, but I came up out the motherfuckin trenches Dig it? Pimp her ride like Xzibit did it Dig it? Im in Japan like a fuckin skillet Do you dig it? She actin tough, but I don’t know she with it Dig it? Dig it? She bought a cat I bought a jag kitty Im showin love out in Magic City Boy, you a dub, I aint talking twenties You didnt show no love, you were never with it Raining bullets on your cuz man I hope he with it Cause he gon get it, oh yeah yeah yeah he gon get it Im that boy yeah yeah but Im not kiddin I asked her do she got a passport she said if she didnt I would purchase it so whatd I ask for Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey Ima pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lot You gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit Coming for the money the money lil nigga Hangin out the window gunnin, you runnin lil nigga Ten scrates, Im a baller no foul on lil nigga Money over bitches forever, you dont want it lil nigga Balmain sweat drips, sag on Givenchy boy that 200 racks Photo 650 three bitches in a matress Run the city like marathon, backwoods stuffed with Chevron, shoot every gun, I never run Trap 24/7 like the telethon, banging heavy metal call him Megatron Miss me with the bullshit is what you better do, Boyz N tha Hood, young nigga with a attitude Bitches fuck, I give a fuck right now Might try me, the plugll pull up right now Nigga I could give a damn about your two cents, cause you could front me fifty grand and Im getting rich Let the yopper rain down if you stop my pay The Glock I spray, put em in the box I say 100K, get it out my safe If you aint talkin money, boy, get out my face, hey Ima pull up in the Porsche with a hoe in that bitch The Cayenne baby, gotta go foreign that bitch I swear, Im gon beat my jugg, Ima burn out the lot You gettin, drug money, yeah we promotin that shit

They say man, they say man I bet you diamond to dog shit you cant lost soon as I get strapped homie You cant be riding foreign shit Off-set Car aint even out yet Bit too long clip, you know you aint bout that Bankroll mafia, cant believe you bought that Automatic long clip, you know you aint bout that Better listen so you heard what I said, ho nigga Been known that Im going before they say go, nigga Try to cross the line, be a dead ho nigga Give a damn if you wearin blue or red, ho nigga Listen, I aint really much for the convo Im finna bring the drama to your front door R.I.P. Nando, shout out to Fernando We gettin keys til we here, andale pronto Turn up out through the night Fucking little mama right Hey, black diamonds like a night 100k, Im precise No hater, I aint throwin rights Hey, TIP, what the fuck you say You cant be riding foreign shit Off-set Car aint even out yet Bit too long clip, you know you aint bout that Bankroll mafia, cant believe you bought that Automatic long clip, you know you aint bout that Pussy nigga know a nigga spend it Pussy nigga know a nigga never ride rented 100 thousand, Chevelle Nigga havin hoes, hoes, hoes sounding ill Nigga, Imma keep it trill I could never tell, Imma make bail Fuck, so many rats, I cant feel Bet that Coca Cola take away some of the pills Make play it S.I.C.K Still get money out the bitches Every ho look away, catch whiplash Still got the K in the whip stashed Cut me wrong got your dead Bodybag, nigga you aint gotta ask You probably mad cause I hit and I came back Hit it again, hit her friend Then Im in the wind You cant be riding foreign shit Off-set Car aint even out yet Bit too long clip, you know you aint bout that Bankroll mafia, cant believe you bought that Automatic long clip, you know you aint bout that like he caught that Difference between me and you Is you shoot and I aim for the body bag Im the same nigga that tell a lil bitch that they gon have to show us that You the same nigga that take pictures when trappers Youd rather fuck niggas so therefore I pop em off Pop em off, pop em off The beef I just cooked and just turned into Stroganoff Belly of the beast, I was raised in that Now Im riding with a beauty with amazing hair Kids ride past my house, say The King’s in there Ill make your head disappear like Malaysian Air Hell nah Thugger, we gotta cut that shit out You cant be riding foreign shit Off-set Car aint even out yet Bit too long clip, you know you aint bout that Bankroll mafia, cant believe you bought that Automatic long clip, you know you aint bout that

Uh, uh Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch Me and the bros whippin Rolls back to back  Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched Money long and my soul unmatched I let her roll, quickly got her attached And we done rose from the bottom of the map We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah Super clean, spiffy, yeah, out the gutter Bank account got millions, yeah, commas Shady, slimy, baby, yeah , iguana Diamonds dancin, Elliot , yeah, pointers Fuckin up the winter, yeah, and summer Shawty say she want a man, yeah, Wunna And she got that super head, head hunter Drippin in designer, yeah, no Timmy Turner Take a trip to Cabo , I might go to Maui Somewhere in the clouds , chillin in the sky, oh I got marble tile , and Givenchy towels You do it for the clout, I make my money sprout, Im fresher than the Dial Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch Me and the bros whippin Rolls back to back Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched Money long and my soul unmatched I let her roll, quickly got her attached And we done rose from the bottom of the map We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah Im quarantine clean, but got a slime disease I got hoes on they knees and not tryin to leave Time to floss cause I got money right behind my teeth We done loaded up in this war, now I gotta hide my niece I got my mamas in the boondocks She livin underground, eatin like a caveman She livin underground, dressin like a caveman I bought my dawg a house, its no longer vacant Why would a disease come around when you get rich? Seem like when you get money, rape come easy for a bitch I skate off to the house and I just locked myself in Seem like thats the only way niggas dodgin the pen Go sit with God on Saturday, aint got nothin to do with my sins I just dont wanna succeed and feel like He aint got a damn thing to do with this Knowin the reason Im up is cause I stayed true to this Now Im at the dealership, pickin out the coupe it is Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch Me and the bros whippin Rolls back to back Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched Money long and my soul unmatched I let her roll, quickly got her attached And we done rose from the bottom of the map We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed

Wheezy outta here Went and copped the new plain jane Didnt like it, I bust down I finesse for another check Hit the bros and we bust down Now I got my whole partments winning We got all type of cars, and they aint rented We aint cuffin no broads, we got plenty We aint taking no bars, we be sippin We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We got them hoes runnin in and out We got them bags runnin in and out Plug on the way, we aint seen a drought Addicted to Percs, we aint runnin out We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We got them hoes runnin in and out We got them bags runnin in and out Plug on the way, we aint seen a drought Addicted to Percs, we aint runnin out We got them foreigns outside of the partment Look like a dealership Heard he got caught but he just got off I dont want no dealings with him He just want clout and he dont want problems He aint no real killer I dont entertain him, I know we dangerous I hang with drug dealers , yeah Hit that lil bitch at the spot and I made her feel like we was at the Intercontinental We workin, we ridin in rentals We dont drive the car, cause that draw too much attention My lil homie swang the AR, like a guitar He aint never took a picture Wherever we go, we go hard, they know who we are Got em stoppin, takin pictures We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We got them hoes runnin in and out We got them bags runnin in and out Plug on the way, we aint seen a drought Addicted to Percs, we aint runnin out We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We got them hoes runnin in and out We got them bags runnin in and out Plug on the way, we aint seen a drought Addicted to Percs, we aint runnin out I parked the Lam in the front of this house, though Everything handled, Im blockin em out, no Yes, yes, baguettes inside of my eyes, ho I hop in a foreign everywhere I go, I dont ride in no Tahoe Trap spot, sprawled out, sittin in front of the back with the whoa Lot of ammo, oh, I can go to war with the president though Money hella mold, I want some Louis with some Backwood to roll I put these racks up to my eyes and they land at my knees, knees, knees I put the TEC to your rib cause Im havin real OCD I know she be in her feelings when I wipe my dick off and leave Everyone round me got killers and they runnin round and sippin lean Bout to put my dick inside some kidneys and I put some scratches on her knees Ima cop 20 Plain Janes, yeah, and Im passin em right around Gon regret bein a gang-banger, yeah, and I took it around the town Cuban link big as Wu-Tang, yeah, yeah Im the new Tity 2 Chainz, yeah, yeah, yeah Got her whippin the Mulsanne She done red up with new chains I been movin em nuisance Turn em on to the food chain Bad Balencis, a few stains Got baguettes by the bouquet They compare me with Wu-Tang Buy a Benz for the boo thang We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We got them hoes runnin in and out We got them bags runnin in and out Plug on the way, we aint seen a drought Addicted to Percs, we aint runnin out We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We turned a Section 8 partment to a condo We got them hoes runnin in and out We got them bags runnin in and out Plug on the way, we aint seen a drought Addicted to Percs, we aint runnin out

808 Mafia Metro Boomin want some more nigga Swag all over my body, all on my shoes, heey-ey-ey Killin, Im killin these niggas, Im breaking that news, heey-heey Ayy, ayy, ayy Swag all over my body, all on my shoes You know Metro higher than a mountain where my dew Ayy, I got swag all on my motherfucking shoes You know I got swag all on my motherfucking shoes Bumbaclot pass me the rock, ayyy Thug life like Pac, ayy, 32 rounds in that Glock Bumbaclots, state trooper tried to catch a nigga with the Glock Tell em mind they business bitch Im tryna run a shop Pussy nigga growin loose lips so I bought a mop Anytime they come down at me I get to first like I had to stop Take me a trip to Colorado to smoke moon rocks, hey No way, no way, no way, she cant slave me You cant leave me, shes not from Georgia but she a peach Swag all over my body, all on my shoes, heey-ey-ey Killin, Im killin these niggas, Im breaking that news, heey-heey Ayy, ayy, ayy Swag all over my body, all on my shoes You know Metro higher than a mountain where my dew Ayy, I got swag all on my motherfucking shoes You know I got swag all on my motherfucking shoes Im swaggin from head to toe buzzin I got so much weed in my blunt, I could make a fucking mullet You lil niggas are fake actors, we just call ya puppets I dont move unless its about money, I jump like ribbit Rabbit, rabbit, bitch Im jumping like ribbit And Im twice as green, ya dig? I got hella kids, ya dig? And they roll my weed, ya dig? Ayy, ya dig? Ya dig? Do ya dig? Swag all over my body , all on my shoes, heey-ey-ey Killin, Im killin these niggas, Im breaking that news, heey-heey Ayy, ayy, ayy Swag all over my body, all on my shoes You know Metro higher than a mountain where my dew Ayy, I got swag all on my motherfucking shoes You know I got swag all on my motherfucking shoes

Yous a pussy nigga, yous a pussy Yous a pussy nigga, yous a, yous a pussy Let her suck all on your neck, yous a big pussy You didnt really get her wet, cause youre big pussy Nigga shootin a jammin TEC, cause youre big pussy Youll get fingered with a clip, yous a big pussy Let a nigga snatch your necklace, youre big pussy I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies Its a pussy, pussy, wussy Its a pussy, wussy, pussy Bal Harbours, and I was fresh out of charters Louis V joggers, green Birkin, that Frogger She with that nose bleed She was gettin high as she posed to be Im in another league Whenever I ride, they notice me She gave her throat to me I bought her a big face Rollie-ie She breakin your code with me I bought her the rose gold rosary Jump in the back, this is a bulletproof Lac 500 racks, baby said, Dont get fat Extra racks, what I charge em to cook up is crack Who been in the sack? Bout to set up a lil mousetrap Yous a pussy nigga, yous a pussy Yous a pussy nigga, yous a, yous a pussy Let her suck all on your neck, yous a big pussy You didnt really get her wet, cause youre big pussy Nigga shootin a jammin TEC, cause youre big pussy Youll get fingered with a clip, yous a big pussy Let a nigga snatch your necklace, youre big pussy I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies Thats your man, yeah Hurry, pull off in a Hellcat He owe me bands Suck you some dick or Im shootin your man, jack She in the back But she went dark in the nat, jack She drink the nut, yeah She dont be spittin out nothin, jack Yous a pussy nigga, yous a pussy Yous a pussy nigga, yous a, yous a pussy Let her suck all on your neck, yous a big pussy You didnt really get her wet, cause youre big pussy Nigga shootin a jammin TEC, cause youre big pussy Youll get fingered with a clip, yous a big pussy Let a nigga snatch your necklace, youre big pussy I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies Its a pussy, pussy, wussy Its a pussy, wussy, pussy Its a pussy, pussy, pussy Its a pussy, pussy, pussy

We turnt up nigga We doing everything new like the year of the money nigga! I got, bitches in the dirt just like a fucking termite And this bitch must think Im green, but ho, Im red like a car light And him against me, bae Im a win like a pipe Now give me 8 million, I come to the rescue Yeah, Im a protect your heart just like a vest do Yeah, Im a prince I don’t wake up like the rest do Ima, ride on your ho like she a Mongoose Im in the booth, and yeah I’m goin, yeah Im flowin My bitch no speak English, she ching-chong and ching-choing I make her sister suck me up when I get bored I make her momma suck my bro every time he yawns Money, collars, and dollars, paint shine like a Prada Ima holla at momma tomorrow just for a follow Piña Colada, bosses make it her pop it like a collar Lord knows just what she’ll do for guala Baby, give me hat, oops, I meant head Baby, ride it like a track, oops, I meant pack Baby suck it for a sec, oops, a minute News said they only shot, oops, she was dead Hey, yeah I got, bitches in the dirt like a fucking termite And this bitch must think Im green, but ho, Im red like a car light And him against me, bae Im a win like a pipe Now give me 8 million, I come to the rescue Yeah, Im a protect your heart just like a vest do Yeah, Im a prince I don’t wake up like the rest do Ima, ride on your ho like she a Mongoose She on the same drugs like me, can’t wait to meet her Pump that dick inside her stomach like a test tube There’s pinky boogers in my pinky ring, don’t bother me Givenchy-vest over your heart just to protect you Ride that Bitch booty like a mongoose Pourin up mud, sippin lean up out a big flute 4 oz. ridin, can’t get it with a big roof 8 milli, Longway is comin to get you Slum-dog Millionaire, pourin’ that Jesús I dream of Genie, my bitch live in vases They politicin on me bout catchin’ cases Packaging OG, stash it in the basement I got that Jungle fever, them white chicks Crippin in Su-wu Kanyeezy’s, dope residue on my Nike’s Thugga tell me, said that ho mama easy She with the hit it, one night She eat up that wood like a termite Switcharoo, I got what these bitches like She can’t think Im green cause I’m red like a light My homey be bleedin and bangin on the right Longway, bitch I got, bitches in the dirt like a fucking termite And this bitch must think Im green, but ho, Im red like a car light And him against me, bae Im a win like a pipe Now give me 8 million, I come to the rescue! Yeah, Im a protect your heart just like a vest do Yeah, Im a prince I don’t wake up like the rest do Ima, ride on your ho like she a Mongoose