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I wet em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Thugger Carnage, what it do, nigga? Lets turn up I tell the bitch to roll that dope, cause thats my kinfolks We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load We wet em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Lil mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off I bought a Rollie, but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy Everybody got tigers, so I wan go get a liger, ayy Im so different from these niggas, I wont be like em Uh, I bought a Bentley, then I went and chopped the top off I got a bad bitch inside and Im gettin topped off I got a foreign Rari, then I cut the top off I put these pebbles in the meat and knock the taco off A pussy nigga better stop playin with Slime the boss You pussy niggas fuck around, have me behind the wall I swear to God, I cant wait to go wit my fuckin bro I know he miss me and I miss him, and that’s word to Lord I got some big guns pointed at the dome Louis V armor fatigue, but its camo though She smokin loud like a high note I just wanna put my D on your cameltoe I know they told you dont play with these fuckin folks You gon end up in somebody mothafuckin morgue Blue diamonds, water like South Beach, oh yeah, you can pour Oh yeah, Im rich, oh, I dont gotta vote, fuck you I tell the bitch to roll that dope, cause thats my kinfolks We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load We wet em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Lil mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off I bought a Rollie, but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy Everybody got tigers, so I wan go get a liger, ayy Im so different from these niggas, I wont be like em Thugger Cash talk, baby, I want acres all in Vegas I got bitches wanna fuck me all around the equator Im global, bitch, Im global, yeah, I am not your neighbor No longer, yeah, all my cribs sit on hundreds of acres Bitch, I promise, swear to God, on my mom, on my daughters On my son, on my mothafuckin gun If Im lyin, make it jam while Im tryna fuckin blam Old bitch, hi there, maam, suck me loose in Guwops Lamb Suck my top off, yeah Bitch, Im rich, this aint luck Bitch, Im climbin, why you stuck? Bitch, Im yammin, in your guts Uncle Sam, mothafuck him I aint payin him, nigga, what? Yeah, I got right with God, I know he gon keep me up I tell the bitch to roll that dope, cause thats my kinfolks We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load We wet em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off Lil mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off I bought a Rollie, but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy Everybody got tigers, so I wan go get a liger, ayy Im so different from these niggas, I wont be like em Thugger

Woo! Woo! Thugger! Uh Heard these niggas sneak dissing I dont know how Ima go about it I had a bitch and then I left her Cause she think I like a bitch that used to show her body These silly games aint nothing serious If she fresh I know she fuck for something on her body I swear to God Im so delirious That a Coke frame would make me empty my pockets Rollie pollie ollie nigga I got three strikes and I aint bowling nigga, psh I been poppin lots of shit when I was rich The same shit poppin with a quarter nigga Pockets are all swollen nigga I want that face like a emoji nigga Im the same nigga boolin on the block Like its never been a cop Like my ring aint worth a solar system Come with me to paradise Ill be your king you are my wife Ive never been in love oh my I need you to complete these ties Fuck a lake, I got fish here Kill him, tell his momma get well Ima pull off watch me fishtail Spelling YSL Where my lean at, I need potion I ride the beat, I never roll it I never gave them swag, they stole it I transform like Im in Otis Lets play a game, bankrolls on us Fresh kids, there are never same clothes on us We the slimes, big snakes, cant poison us Hundos in my pockets and they aint old as us Pussy niggas get buried today All my ex bitches might get embarrassed today Im high as all flight attendants today Milk carton, your bitch is missing today Come with me to paradise Ill be your king you are my wife Ive never been in love oh my I need you to complete these ties This nigga talking about this And this nigga talking about that And I dont know who to believe To be honest I dont care Just keep that lying shit over there I dont want that germ on my team One bitch sucking on my dick Another bitch eating her from the back Tell me who wanna join the scene? I said who wants to join the scene? Boss up B-O-S-S nigga, boss up Run that check up and blow a lil some Blow it then you stack it back up to the sun Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come with me to paradise Ill be your king you are my wife Ive never been in love oh my I need you to complete these ties

Ayy Goose with another one Tellin me Yeah, yeah Yeah Goose got another one! Thugger Just met a little bitch with a long name Motherfucker had more letters than Tennessee I go gorilla in the pussy, R.I.P. Willie B Im scared, Im hidin in the bushes Bleed red like a nigga pushed me Down to the ground like a motherfucking pussy Last Dragon, feeling like Leroy I had to catch a bullet Catch a bullet I got a lot of bullets, I got a lot of bullets I got a lot of bullets, yeah, I got a lot of bullets Got so many guns on me, they think Im a bully These nigga pussy These nigga act like they want it Little nigga better watch what you say Cause everywhere I go, boy, its on me She dark and tall like Naomi House so big got a gate on it No concave, but I skate on it First time I fucked her was in Daytona But iont like water Thugger, tell her how ya feel, homie If a nigga kill my mother Ima shoot him walkin out the corridor For Mama Dukes Ill top ya daughter I hit you with the metal, no quarter I aint broke, money never shorter Tour bus so big Im shittin on MARTA Ima kill him, I dont need no reason Hey, but I only want the head just like a beanie, yeah Money in the air, thats all Im breathin And I only lose to you, you undefeated Quan, telling me Just met a little bitch with a long name Motherfucker had more letters than Tennessee I go gorilla in the pussy, R.I.P. Willie B Im scared, Im hidin in the bushes Bleed red like a nigga pushed me Down to the ground like a motherfucking pussy Last Dragon, feeling like Leroy I had to catch a bullet Catch a bullet I got a lot of bullets, I got a lot of bullets I got a lot of bullets, yeah, I got a lot of bullets Got so many guns on me, they think Im a bully I know all about these hoes, they not straight, please retain em Ayy, we gon treat em like an imp, they fade, we gon paint em Hey, I just wanna see that pretty bush on Kurt, no angle Ayy, Im gon make that pussy hurt, I dont get tired, no anal I got a bankroll and a Bimmer I got this ice on like a penguin Gotta keep changing clothes when ya find me Cookies, famous, I aint talkin Amos And Im quick to draw down with the steel, yes, stainless 57 thousand in the mouth, no dentist And I just made a mil in the year, ask my banker And we hit em from the rear, boy, I know that they gon thank us Woah, all my dawgs wild, they cant tame us Ayy, she play with balls, call her Serena And we are rich bangers, bae, you cant change us Draped you up from your neck to your ankle Had to tell my brother Thugger Thugger, I Just met a little bitch with a long name Motherfucker had more letters than Tennessee I go gorilla in the pussy, R.I.P. Willie B Im scared, Im hidin in the bushes Bleed red like a nigga pushed me Down to the ground like a motherfucking pussy Last Dragon, feeling like Leroy I had to catch a bullet Catch a bullet I got a lot of bullets, I got a lot of bullets I got a lot of bullets, yeah, I got a lot of bullets Got so many guns on me, they think Im a bully

Yeah Somebody gon die this day Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today, day, day Im fresh as a peppermint A green and white peppermint The Rolls Royce from Clark Kent I pull up and pop shit This gang not no opp shit Gang shit, not no opp shit We wet up the block shit Green diamonds, my Rolex is all piss This card is black, you can charge it I told her to come suck my sausage YSL, I go brazy like moshpit We straight from the bottom to the top, ayy I told her to pass a young nigga the extras, she told me to go to block And I told her to pop her a pussy nigga, if he playin its off with his top I bought her the army fatigue bandana and now she gon go buy the block She bought me Granada the coupe when I skeet off on cops, man, I never could stop it I told her I heard that her daddy the plug, dont try to introduce me to mama, yeah I told her to bring me my championship belt cause I beat that shit up like no other I told her Im comin, but Ima be late, yeah Somebody gon die this day Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today, day, day Im fresh as a peppermint A green and white peppermint This gang, not no opp shit Gang shit, not no opp shit I can get lost I got twenty-six rooms in my goddamn house I got twenty-six rooms and it aint ten in the house I got twenty-six brooms, bitch, Im fly as a hawk, huh Shawty want me to come pipe her right now, huh, yee Shawty want me to come play like daddy, take over the house Yeah, shawty want me to come pick her up, we go down Yeah, shawty dont want me to bypass the spot, she want me to lay up She wanna stick to a young nigga side just like a pager Somebody gon die this day Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today, day, day Im fresh as a peppermint A green and white peppermint The Rolls Royce from Clark Kent I pull up and pop shit This gang, not no opp shit Gang shit, not no opp shit We wet up the block shit Green diamonds, my Rolex is all piss Somebody gon die this day Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today Somebody gon die today, day, day Im fresh as a peppermint A green and white peppermint The Rolls Royce from Clark Kent I pull up and pop shit This gang, not no opp shit Gang shit, not no opp shit We wet up the block shit Green diamonds, my Rolex is all piss

All I said is for you to keep it real, each and every day Aww, darling, yeah Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match it Diamonds on me dancin, got me lookin like Michael Jackson I dont want you dead, thats that Fed talk Most these niggas polices like Matlock Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on, cover my spleen I cant get enough of codeine If you make me stop, you know youll owe me Good pussy, good money, good genes I just wanna show you love Im the one that got you Frank Chesters I dont want the time to be up, yeah I dont wanna find new love Like a G4, like a G5, you get fly-y-y You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my Never stop, its always go Send me nudes when Im on the road Send me nudes when Im on the road, baby Watch em before and after the show baby Your body shaped just like a Coke, baby But you already know Yeah Yeah Oh yeah Yeah Oh yeah Yeah Yeah, eh, eh, eh, yeah Yeah, eh, eh eh, yeah I just went and bossed you up and your whole damn team Put you in designer, Christian Dior and McQueen Selfish cause I want you to hold it down with me Hold me down til the very end, a unity How you feelin? Know you got a lucky one like me Take you from that dirty, made you who wanna be Survival of the fittest, had no choice, become a G Its good to know that you can make it up up out them streets You a star babe Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match it Diamonds on me dancin, got me lookin like Michael Jackson I dont want you dead, thats that Fed talk Most these niggas polices like Matlock Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on, cover my spleen I cant get enough of codeine If you make me stop, you know youll owe me Good pussy, good money, good genes I just wanna show you love Im the one that got you Frank Chesters I dont want the time to be up, yeah I dont wanna find new love Like a G4, like a G5, you get fly-y-y You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my Never stop, its always go Send me nudes when Im on the road Send me nudes when Im on the road, baby Watch em before and after the show baby Your body shaped just like a Coke, baby But you already know Yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Yeah, eh, eh, eh, yeah Yeah, eh, eh eh, yeah Yeah

Im on all kinds of drugs Shawty wont show me love Im on all kinds of drugs She seen me throw it down Im on all kinds of drugs Lil mama give it up Im on all kinds of drugs Lil mama give it up Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs She dont wanna screw up her lil remi When Im on them drugs I cant land Im not Disney Big B cup thicker then honey where my biscuit Look just like a star when they see me they make their wishes Hey Im Bloody Jay Im an addict Molly, lean, weed, yes I got to have it Ride and geek with Mondo we been at it all weekend We keep going up, up, up We cant sleep Im on all kinds of drugs Shawty wont show me love Im on all kinds of drugs She seen me throw it down Im on all kinds of drugs Lil mama give it up Im on all kinds of drugs Lil mama give it up Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs She dont wanna screw up her lil remi When Im on them drugs I cant land Im not Disney Big B cup thicker then honey where my biscuit Look just like a star when they see me they make their wishes Hey Im Bloody Jay Im an addict Molly lean weed yes I got to have it Ride and geek with Mondo we been at it all weekend We keep going up, up, up We cant sleep Im on all kinds of drugs Shawty wont show me love Im on all kinds of drugs She seen me throw it down Im on all kinds of drugs Lil mama give it up Im on all kinds of drugs Lil mama give it up Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs Im on all kinds of drugs

Dont make him mad, hell put a side bitch on you Dont make him mad, hell put that side bitch on em You made him mad, he put you right back on the shelf You made him mad, he put you right back where you started Aint got no more wristbands-- Yeah, boutta stack up my figures, ayy Fuck you thought? Pussy ass nigga Hop off a jet , hop off a jet Hop off a jet , hop off a jet Shot that boy so many times, he caught on fire Every single night, Im spittin fire Tryna count my profit, baby, watch em Im tired of one, I need to threesome I need a threesome God, give me a threesome Three-three-three-three-three-three-threesome, ayy Push the head up and be strong Every city I leave, I lean on Ashes in the Bentley, Im dead wrong Wooden room in my Japanese home Rockin Guess in my Japanese drawers My friends signed my Japanese wall Vintage clothes, they kinda cost I think you lost, baby girl I think you lost, but Dont make him mad, hell put a side bitch on you Dont make him mad, hell put that side bitch on em You made him mad, he put you right back on the shelf You made him mad, he put you right back where you started Aint got no more wristbands, but I got bands on me Aint got no more wristbands, but I got bands on me Im in love with my clan, boutta tat they names on me You cant trick me like I got the answers tatted on me, and aint got no scratches on me I got a ratchet ho, and I got this ratchet on me My life like dominoes, I cant make mistakes lil homie Ayy, I aint got no scratches nowhere I got good skin like a Covergirl You can come and chill with me Lets drink a pint of codeine Plus when she on syrup she a lil Easy Breezy Beautiful Thugger Girls with me Enjoy the wealth until youre gone Pillsbury Doughboy on strong Wearing the seat belt just cause my son I put a puddle on the neck of my son I got some Act, I got some red in my tummy I want some velvet on my Maybach in a month I got the Benz, still aint traded in or nothin I got like twenty cars, baby pick one Dont make him mad, hell put a side bitch on you Dont make him mad, hell put that side bitch on em You made him mad, he put you right back on the shelf You made him mad, he put you right back where you started Aint got no more wristbands, but I got bands on me Aint got no more wristbands, but I got bands on me Im in love with my clan, boutta tat they names on me You cant trick me like I got the answers tatted on me, and aint got no scratches on me Got blood, right on my boots, mm You kick em, that bitch the swoop, mm How dare you, I keep the ruler , mm My chains, Im Rick the Ruler, mm Thats foreign, aint old school, mm We killin, aint tryna sue you, mm Came a long way from ramen noodles, mm 2017 Porshes zoom, mm I see you eatin girl, you full, mhm Got Molly in my Red Bull, ah-huh Im with the dogs, and, yeah, we cruel, uh-huh Everything you do be fire like you, ohh-oh Dont make him mad, hell put a side bitch on you Dont make him mad, hell put that side bitch on em You made him mad, he put you right back on the shelf You made him mad, he put you right back where you started Aint got no more wristbands-- Yeah, boutta stack up my figures, ayy Fuck you thought? Pussy ass nigga Hop off a jet , hop off a jet Hop off a jet , hop off a jet

Crack the seal its potent, you can smell when its medical I doubled the cup to let you know I aint drinkin nothin regular I keep a couple shots in case you get foul and technical Im free as a bird but somehow Im still goin federal Yeah, come take a ride with me, hop on the passenger side Baby lets burn some trees, top back while we glide Ima get fly like Clyde, diamonds like stars and skies You gotta accept that Im live, yeah Pour up a zip of that fluid, and I know you dont do it But baby get high with me, draw me under the influence I used to walk home, now I be gone, cause I be touring Water on me, and on my feet, Im on the shores Pour up a zip of that fluid, and I know you dont do it But baby get high with me, draw me under the influence I used to walk home, now I be gone, cause I be touring Water on me, and on my feet, Im on the shores Yeah, back in the day I was plain, yeah Now I get fly as a plane, yeah Soon as I take the diamonds out of my mouth Ima put em inside of a ring You got niggas round you tryna get clout instead of chasing money, Hussein Yeah the turtleneck Tom Ford and you still see hits from the chain Travel on me wet, look like Im standing in the rain 2018 Phantom Rolls, stars in the ceiling I aint look at the forecast, so I hopped in the Rolls in case that it rain You aint gon do it, I came out the mud, I drank on mud My diamonds brown, I got on mud, I fucked you good She nut I know it, I lie like rugs, these hollows fudge Every day, we purge and grudge, shake it up and pour up suds Pour up a zip of that fluid, and I know you dont do it But baby get high with me, draw me under the influence I used to walk home, now I be gone, cause I be touring Water on me, and on my feet, Im on the shores Pour up a zip of that fluid, and I know you dont do it But baby get high with me, draw me under the influence I used to walk home, now I be gone, cause I be touring Water on me, and on my feet, Im on the shores Im rocking ice like meth I got codeine on my breath I waste some on myself Thirty Im aiming like Steph She like my persona, Dolce Gabanna, D&G belt Im a playboy, bunnies all on me, Im feeling like Hef My dogs gon slide for me, they gon pull a homicide for me I like an honest freak, told the bitch to never lie to me Im a star like Lito, once I found out that boosted my ego Im in the jungle but not in the hood, Im somewhere in Rio Come in and live fly with me, fly like a redeye with me I took her through some shit, watchin powder, shawty tired of me A33s all inside of me Pop a couple, come and vibe with me Took a jet to get some privacy Campaign in the sky with me Pour up a zip of that fluid, and I know you dont do it But baby get high with me, draw me under the influence I used to walk home, now I be gone, cause I be touring Water on me, and on my feet, Im on the shores Pour up a zip of that fluid, and I know you dont do it But baby get high with me, draw me under the influence I used to walk home, now I be gone, cause I be touring Water on me, and on my feet, Im on the shores

Hey, yeah, Thugger. Im just gonna go all the way street with it, you know what Im saying? Cause I got a real street nigga with me, you know what Im saying? So answer my question Is you riding for the case you know? Is you dying by the case, you know? Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes in the face of folks Im riding for the cause you know Im riding with my dogs you know If you dont want to go oh oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure For sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so he gon wet it up Your bitches need to come and get wetted up These bitches seen this swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up Pussy bumbaclot, you know we not scared of you You know just where we at on the regular I was just chilling today I was just relaxing today I just made a bitty bitty k I was just chilling today Im just tryna dodge the cops Spent my last fifty bands on a watch Nigga playing, Ima laugh on the spot Ho I can make you look like an amateur tonight I can fuck a bitch on a bus like she Rosa Parks Niggas diamonds soaking wet, yours dark Keep me out it baby, that between yall Fuck her bad like Im tryna catch a charge Fuck her fast like Im tryna catch a charge Yeah, play with me Im Brian Nichols Ima shoot a motherfucker, yeah yall That nigga need a bird, call Tyrone Yeah, Ima fuck your bitch while you all gone Yeah you all gone, but the dog home And the panties that your daughter dont have on She dont get what she wants, temper tantrum Every freezin diamond she got aint no silicone Im a gangster, I was hanging at a killers home And my girl kinda crazy so tell me Is you riding for the case you know? Is you dying by the case, you know? Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes in the face of folks Im riding for the cause you know Im riding with my dogs you know If you dont want to go oh-oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure, for sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so gon wet it up Your bitches need to come and get wetted up These bitches seen that swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up Pussy bumbaclot, you know we not scared of you You know just where we at on the regular I just mixed some perc with some Act Nigga Im in back of the back In your club and you show up strapped Pussy, I aint even know that you rap Shooters gon pull up in that whack shit, yeah Drive by and star in an action, yeah Dump the whole clip in my ex-bitch, yeah Eat the pussy, dip on some fast shit, yeah Put a case on that pussy cause Ima smash it If I eat it she gotta be a Kardashian Police pulling us over, she gon stash it, get it And I know she aint gon say shit Any rapper in the city I dont play with Any time I pull up in broad day shit Call my shooters from the go and they gon spray shit Now she want to fuck me now, I got a waitlist Told the judge suck my dick, fuck probation And I got to get this money on vacation Verified in the streets, fuck a placement Put this 40 in his face, rearrange shit I aint got time, I cant drop a dime Me and Thug pulling up, Im with Slime Thats a fake ass Rolex, boy you wasting time I dont know about yours but Im chasing mine Is you riding for the case you know? Is you dying by the case, you know? Stay down with the case, you know Bumping ashes in the face of folks Im riding for the cause you know Im riding with my dogs you know If you dont want to go oh-oh Just know you a pussy ass nigga for sure, for sure Pull up to the block and then wet it up Pull up to your property, wet it up My bitches said he down so gon wet it up Your bitches need to come and get wetted up These bitches seen that swag and they sweated up These bitches see this ice, they get wetted up Pussy bumbaclot, you know we not scared of you You know just where we at on the regular

Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Oh, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Tony Montana, white diamonds on my wrist and neck I was just controllin the way yall niggas was trollin Led her to my opps, stab you up, and now your bed red I went doctor on that bitch, now she sexy I put a new nose on her face and new chest, chest I put a chain on the bitch, now her neck wet You can call her pawn Mermaid, her hair way too long, yeah I just take ecstasy if shawty takin Percocet, yeah You was tryna fuck the bitch and I was tryna get the neck I was tryna keep it crucial with you on some project shit You was tryna keep it bougie with her, now you never hit, yeah This my anniversary, I had my chopper six years Rose gold Vista, got the temper red, rare Blicky, blicky, real, real, diamonds give me chills Steve Harvey, Benz red, rims solid kill Dennis Rodman, diamonds all colors, woah, woah Clive Christian, all designer colors, woah, woah Ive been mad shoppin in a Sprinter, woah, woah When I get through fuckin, Ima bill her, woah, woah Ima put a ring on her toe, woah, woah Hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah, woah Diamonds of Atlanta, I left em more, woah, woah Ive been gettin supported since the stove, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Oh, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Bad little nigga Space coupe, panoramic glass in the middle Jewelry box lookin like a bag full of Skittles Underdog, but that bag done got bigger Owner of the house, none of my cars are a rental Room for her and her friends, I pay for all their incidentals Hope you comprehend, I do my songs without a pencil She wanna fuck again, I look for time in my agenda I stuff cash in my denim And Im strapped, Ill hit em I cant be a victim, nah, I cant beat the system And I always put it on, Gucci on my little ones Know some niggas did me a wrong, I never forgive em Me and my whole crew enormous, you niggas little FN and the mini carbons, dont need a hitter I stay high, I smoke a garden, weed in my liver Young Gunna, I beg your pardon, forever dripper Dennis Rodman, diamonds all colors, woah, woah Clive Christian, all designer colors, woah, woah Ive been mad shoppin in a Sprinter, woah, woah When I get through fuckin, Ima bill her, woah, woah Ima put a ring on her toe, woah, woah Hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah, woah Diamonds of Atlanta, I left em more, woah, woah Ive been gettin supported since the stove, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Oh, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Woah, woah

Ring your broad Im bout to ring your broad Glee! Yeah, top off the Benz Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends Came here to party , check out the options I make a moshpit , I never forfeit Chanel seats inside the car, dog Chanel money, high as the stars, dog New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog Im bout to ring your broad, dog Money in every room that I walk in I got pigeons in the coop and they chargin in Got the Hermès on my drawers as I walk through, nigga If you see me, I got jewels, what it do, nigga? Pull up, hop out a foreign whip I got some guns in the pool pit And with my car, got a full kit Dont make me go brazy, go ludicrous Been doin for ages, you new to this I look at the greatest like who is this? I ball on em like Im Stojaković I dunk on your bitch with a lot of dick Im promisin to God, Ima ball on you I do it for the dogs thats behind the walls too I ball with your broad, buy her Gucci, Jimmy Choos Buy the bitch diamonds and the yellow, Pikachu Yeah, top off the Benz Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends Came here to party , check out the options I make a moshpit , I never forfeit Chanel seats inside the car, dog Chanel money, high as the stars, dog New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog Im bout to ring your broad, dog I fucked the whole crew, yeah, they get exposed too I call her CNN, yeah cause baby, you old news I hate to say I told ya, yeah but nigga, I told you Your lady gon let me paint her, yeah cause that what hoes do Ima treat you like a queen, yeah cause thats what Zoes do She thicker than cornbread, yeah, I love her like soul food I eat her like soul food, Im pullin up, foreign coupe Your man dont get no loot, Timberland, Im on the boot Your rent is overdue, oh my God, I love my Ru You think a nigga soo woo, Im bangin on your boo She follow me like Blues Clue, but I be on the move Say free my nigga Woo Woo, my snipers on the loose S550 my nig, S550 ya dig Yeah, top off the Benz Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends Came here to party , check out the options I make a moshpit , I never forfeit Chanel seats inside the car, dog Chanel money, high as the stars, dog New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog Im bout to ring your broad, dog Fuck around and hit your broad, dog Fuck around and hit you about the sauce, dog Fuck around and hit it then leave, wheres Waldo? Fuck around, sweep her, dick that ho with that Draco Fuck around, and make a young nigga go brazy Fuck around, and make a young nigga come take me We been treatin yall boys like hoes for ages And controllin your bitch like Comcast cable We got the top and the sun down I ride round the town with the top down I peacock the colors like clowns My water gon drown you My Bentley truck sound proof, ayy Yeah, top off the Benz Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends Came here to party , check out the options I make a moshpit , I never forfeit Chanel seats inside the car, dog Chanel money, high as the stars, dog New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog Im bout to ring your broad, dog

If I give you one pere Youll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more And if I give you one pere Youll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po mu pere oh Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po mu pere oh Left the club because were drunk already Left your car but youll come back and get it If she did it then she dont regret it Five gold chains, and now they think Im sellin I just ran it up for my peoples sake I just fucked that bitch on a birthday cake Fuck me fifty times, this some Told her I aint play no games, aint no Playstation My dreads gettin long and my niggas Haitian I gave that bitch a bone just to penetrate Baby I aint never home, man Im overseas No US dollars, I got chrome faces Pop a bean, get you eat out Chains on my neck stand and they stay out Every time she wanna fuck she come say, may I? And call me mister if you want this payout I stay at home in the bed all day Bitch gave me head, I could play all day Pussy comin in, I get I think bitches comin in, I get slayed all day If I give you one pere Youll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more And if I give you one pere Youll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po mu pere oh Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po mu pere oh Tattoo on my belly, glowin like Belly Young Makavelli, she gon do whatever I said it Know a nigga bread it, shining like Elvis Two hoes to myself and I wont share All I do is strike out, I dont never spare Petty ass hoes, all these bitches welcome All these bitches ready If she in my bedroom then the bitch naked Gotta get that back end Big money on my mind, every minute, every second Elevator to the top, where you headed? I fuck her til Im sweating She been throwing that pussy ever since she met me Said she lookin for love, I say forget it Nut on her back and thats where I left it Snoop in with the camera when she undressing She gon do it for me like Simon said it I been smokin loud, yeah I wanna hear you yeah I aint got no etiquette, I cannot eat you yet Poppin bottles in the club, they got you doin drugs Im a real nice guy so Ima do em good Left the club because were drunk already Left your car but youll come back and get it If she did it then she dont regret it Five gold chains, and now they think Im sellin And if I give one pere now Baby if I call you sho ma tete daun I just want to make your boom boom pow, yeah Yeah I just wanna give you love right now, ayy Na we dey run the whole Naija oh And everywhere we go, man we shut it down And Ima show you what life about, yeah I get to stylin, Ima show it off, yeah Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so pe omu pere oh Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so pe omu pere oh If I give you one pere

Wheezy outta here Ayy This aint no regular shit We never beggin for shit Niggas is ready to quit Shit that they hate to admit In Texas, I keep a rifle inside of the whip Call it drivin a stick In Vegas, I get two million a night From the Wynn, just to run through the hits All that on top of the chips Cash em all out, then I dip Bet on fifteen cause of Nip My pocket get blue like a Crip, ayy What a slime to be alive You dont want problems with the guys She wanna come through just to vibe, well We got different things in mind, well London been treatin me very well Whole lotta chocolate and caramel I cannot drive to the hotel Might end up sleepin in Annabels Summer, all I did was rest New Years, all I did was stretch Valentines Day, I had sex Well see whats bout to happen next What a time to be a slime, uh Hit that pussy from behind, huh What a time to be a slime, uh Flipped it up and left a lime , uh What a time to be a slime Niggas better win then they in prime What a time to be a slime Niggas get rich, they say you droppin dimes This aint no regular shit I dont take regular shits I could go Michael or Prince Or I could keep the score how it is I took a trip to the Ritz I took advantage of the bitch I told her to feed me some grits Then I put on my shoes, and I dipped If niggas tell you they fuckin with me Ima gon tell you thats caninini Opps say Im never knowin where that they be Bitches be sayin they always see me I took two years off and now Im OD Rappers just thought it was over for me Christmas, I bought her the flawless AP Didnt read the caution and now its elite Moshpit, mob shit, mobster, rob shit I go brazy in a mosh pit, pop opp shit, yeah Mobster, Rastafari I consume garden, lotta weed, follow me, yeah Sex, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt

Warrior, warrior, warrior, warrior, warrior Im a warrior, warrior, Im a warrior, warrior Im a warrior, warrior Motherfuckin warrior If a nigga think he better than me with the heater Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he please em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he tease em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he eat em Man I sure wanna meet him Pull up on bitches and ride em on top of the rentals Lookin like, What did you say? Thugger bend them bitches straight over just like a center Fuck em with the F&N She like to take molly, she pop a capsule with the Thug If I fall in love like Danny Glover You bitches know Im not ballin, these bitches know Im not touchin They want to plead to Thug and then nip it in the bud This announcement should be publical I want to come from Uranus Im livin my life mechanical, she leave white stains on my jeans Im a red bull, I need wings She let Metro get between He bling, she fiend, she Billie no Jean She wing, she mad, she try cause a scene Pull up in a panorama Let her read my lips, I wanna hit it from the bi-nack Illest nigga livin, watch me turn up on a partner Now I know they comin bi-nack Hit ya from the fri-nont, bi-nack, si-nide, on top fli-nat Young Thugger be a kind motherfucker Hit you in the Maybach closed curtains Warrior, warrior, warrior, warrior, warrior Im a warrior, warrior, Im a warrior, warrior Im a warrior, warrior Motherfuckin warrior If a nigga think he better than me with the heater Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he please em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he tease em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he eat em Man I sure wanna meet him Warrior My rings is the solar, my diamonds are shiny They base with Napoleon My dicks what they holdin They need to let go, before it stretch like Fruit Roll-Ups Theyre strippers I know this And all they ass fat, they fuck up my focus No, I didnt call up my bro, no call up my whoadie They pull up unnoticed Come running with slime, Nickelodeon I check in and check out the club Baby, I dont have time for no more You can have that back I just had it the trap spot for sure I swear I just saw my brother get a fuckin life sentence And I know my momma still in pain Thats why Ima kill him when I catch him in the village Fuck nigga done changed up the game You supposed to held a nigga down for the chain You supposed to held a nigga down for the Range Thats why Im chillin and things Im tryna maintain, my brain wanna go insane Warrior, warrior, warrior, warrior, warrior Im a warrior, warrior, Im a warrior, warrior Im a warrior, warrior Motherfuckin warrior If a nigga think he better than me with the heater Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he please em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he tease em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he eat em Man I sure wanna meet him Insane, warrior, warrior, warrior, insane, insane, insane Insane, warrior, warrior, insane, insane, insane Insane, warrior, warrior, insane, insane, insane Insane, warrior, warrior, insane, insane, insane Insane, warrior, warrior Insane, warrior, warrior, warrior, warrior Insane, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior Insane, warrior, warrior, warrior Insane, warrior, warrior, warrior If a nigga think he better than me with the heater Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he please em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he tease em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he eat em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me with the heater Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he please em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he tease em Man I sure wanna meet him If a nigga think he better than me when he eat em Man I sure wanna meet him

I know they aint think wed make it far We done bought a hundred cars We done fucked a hundred broads Went against the odds Whole life, was trippin hard, now we livin large The whole world hear our voice, they know who we are Know they aint think wed make it far Whole lot of hate to dodge, in the prison throwing rocks Time to free my guys Cuz smilin in my face with pain in his eyes Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time 1993, the year a star was born Lot of people know my name, I feel important Said Im on a wave, dont know where Im goin On a whole nother wave, sayin words like a poet She said, GunnaWunna, I love the way you stroke it Fly you in and out of town, my lifestyle not boring I can see you bound to drown, but this drip, you cannot force it Aint no time to lounge around, my son gotta be born rich I aint tryna talk you down cause I know niggas be hardhead Thinkin how they put my brother in the ground, had to pour up more red I been doing circles all around the town, speeding in a Corvette Bitches tryna trap a nigga down, tellin me to have raw sex I know they aint think wed make it far We done bought a hundred cars We done fucked a hundred broads Went against the odds Whole life, was trippin hard, now we livin large The whole world hear our voice, they know who we are Know they aint think wed make it far Whole lot of hate to dodge, in the prison throwing rocks Time to free my guys Cuz smilin in my face with pain in his eyes Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time I dont need no recruit, gang on the way to guard These pussies tryna pull a gangster card Fuck round and hit your girl in front your son Spot full of trees, nigga, its time to hunt My brother gave a life back, he Gods son Godson, my baby mama hate the fact Im on Im on, now the spots, they come with chaperones How come before a million I didnt have no one? Two 40s when I travel and they twins Put a million on a million and get it again Im a living testimony, but I sin Feel like a narcissist, you cant teach a nigga nothin Yeah, yeah I know they aint think wed make it far We done bought a hundred cars We done fucked a hundred broads Went against the odds Whole life, was trippin hard, now we livin large The whole world hear our voice, they know who we are Know they aint think wed make it far Whole lot of hate to dodge, in the prison throwing rocks Time to free my guys Cuz smilin in my face with pain in his eyes Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time

Huh? Come on Wait, huh? Uh I do this shit with no pressure Run up the back ends and put up the extra You cannot step with the steppers You cant put dirt on a nigga thats clean You cannot run up and check us Im with the slime, my twin, he bleed Got twenty-five shooters in a Sprinter Brought brand new TECs, big Glocks and beams I could make a movie, make a scene I put the Glock on repeat Only Amiri the jeans It hurt my Glock when I lean Come here, lil bitch, dont talk Come here, lil bitch, dont speak Look at my drip when I walk Slimey like Thugger and Wheez, uh I left that bitch in the bed, then jumped in the Rari, then hopped in these streets Im on my way to the stu, Im geekin off meds like who wanna lean? Lil nigga get to the breesh Cant fuck with that bitch cause she treesh In three weeks we took back the streets Fuck all the opps and police Slime, yeah, yeah , yeah , yeah Yeah , pills, yeah , yeah , yeah Bentley ashtray and its just for the guts Dont you try cum in it slut I put a four in a A and a W and Ive been sippin on suds All three of my Cartis got ice on the bezels Shit came from the trenches You speak on my name and it came with the pressure We started destruction I flew the bitch in way out from Australia , the global express I told the lil nigga dont come with them messages, cause we kill the messenger My bitch got the Drac with the beam Four-hundred K large on her rings Half a mil, dont you tell what you seen Ima boss up the street, ho, you shittin me? How your jet land at John F. Kennedy? Its a sixteen passenger genie Hold it down with this ho, bro, youre killing me Shawty belong to the street-neet-neets We gonna make us a scene I send my dawg, check out the scene I cant even hide from the ho All of this motherfuckin ice on my ring Dont get beside yourself When you see king, pussy ho speak I rock designer belts Not neither one of them wrestling things I do this shit with no pressure Run up the back ends and put up the extra You cannot step with the steppers You cant put dirt on a nigga thats clean You cannot run up and check us Im with the slime, my twin, he bleed Got twenty-five shooters in a Sprinter Brought brand new TECs, big Glocks and beams I could make a movie, make a scene I put the Glock on repeat Only Amiri the jeans It hurt my Glock when I lean Come here, lil bitch, dont talk Come here, lil bitch, dont speak Look at my drip when I walk Slimey like Thugger and Wheez, uh

I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah I slime you out, they caught it with a machine, yeah I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out I slime you out, we comin burnin up your house I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes Outside lookin in, there is no comparison You put them bitches in a line and Ill embarrass them Magnificently written, all this shit that I be kickin Aint no queens of the jungle, really all these bitches kittens Who they kiddin, they be smitten Tell em bye and then good riddance And they freestyles by? I can tell that shit good written Excuse me! See we different, everybody out here braggin bout their dough But when its time to spend that money, where that bread go? I beat that shit like congo, I pass hoes Rondo If I go inside that Louis purse, run hoe Rousey I kick shit, with thousands money pilin up Yall be on that internet, but money is not dialin up Your wild dreams aint wild enough, so what you come at me for? Ill invade your lane, I suggest you take a detour And please check the decor, and yall drinkin, we pour Never say that we poor, yall can act an ass Bitch, Im goin Eeyore, is it just me or... these hoes need to level up? Just bought a green Birkin, call her 7-Up Your reel isnt real enough, so tell me what you fishin for Yeah, yeah these bitches aint slime enough Yeah yeah these niggas not slime enough Yeah yeah these bitches aint slime enough Yeah yeah these niggas not slime enough I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah I slime you out, they caught it with a machine, yeah I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out I slime you out, we comin burnin up your house I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I scream, Slime, slime, slime, they come in a rush I got snakes tatted on me and my chains to my nuts I slimed out my grandma Diamonds on my Cartiers, I see farther than Farrakhan I know niggas gettin extorted, like the common cold I done ate cereal out a plate, I done ate cereal out a bowl Niggas aint slimy enough, niggas aint grimy enough I got black diamonds like my grandpa snuff Way more money than you, aint no sympathy, no Niggasll wipe your nose like youre sick, you know? All my niggas shoot first like a damn intro I get boxes of dough, Kimbo You a slimy motherfucker Karlae, tell em the truth Youll catch a body for me, motherfucker, tell em the truth All of these thotties bout to think Im super slimy for you But you the hottest you lil motherfucka, thats my boo, yeah Yeah, yeah these bitches aint slime enough Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough Yeah, yeah these bitches aint slime enough Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough Ill slime you out All these other bitches thirsty, they want clout Dick in her mouth Im on her hip like a pouch She like when Im beat her down Name ringin bells in the town I was just servin them ounces Now we poppin them bottles We all in the VIP and we standin on couches Surrounded by nothin but vultures I gotta keep it in motion You see me, you know that Im totin Playin bout none of my bros And if I see you, Im wipin your nose I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah I slime you out, they caught it with a machine, yeah I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out I slime you out, we comin burnin up your house I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah Rich Gang Uh-huh Come on Yes, I love your physical, but its your energy I got no fear to put you on a pedestal, put all your trust in me I feel like I picked the right time to hit your line Girl, you all mine Anticipatin for a long time Will you verify what I feel inside? Truck the chicken, get a million out the whole ride Fifty Shades of Grey with bitches got em all tied Lamborghinis and Ferraris, youre verified Strawberry, kiwis and greens, you got berry eyes She from Swahili, the color of wild berry eyes How much you sip lean, that lets you know youre verified I got my heart broke, now I keep me a spare tire Im in a tall Rolls Royce truck, I feel very high Fuck a bus, Rolls Royce, yeah, yeah Twist it up, roll a Dutch, yeah, yeah I got tires on the 9, yeah, yeah Sting your body then you die Yeah, I got vibes all on my line, yeah, yeah She just wanna be verified, yeah, yeah Different, I think you one of a kind She from New York, but she dont like to Milly Rock Yes, I love your physical, but its your energy I got no fear to put you on a pedestal, put all your trust in me I feel like I picked the right time to hit your line Girl, you all mine Anticipatin for a long time Will you verify what I feel inside? I dont need a Super Bowl team Throw it on me, my position locked down Fixin your heart from shit before me But you know he wont set you up for let downs Im participating In whatever it is That youre desiring Ill throw the towel in for you Yes, I love your physical, but its your energy I got no fear to put you on a pedestal, put all your trust in me I feel like I picked the right time to hit your line Girl, you all mine Anticipatin for a long time Will you verify what I feel inside? What I feel Yes, I, yeah No fears

Yeah, yeah Ima tell him if you know he got a stick and you know he gon shoot bout me, yeah, yeah Water thats on me and you know I got diamonds, them real VVs, yeah, yeah Hit a bad bitch from the back and you know she leave cream on me, yeah, yeah Mexico drivin, do the whole damn dash, yeah fuck police, yeah, yeah Purple Hellcat with a whole four scat, you dont wanna race me, yeah, yeah Burn his ass up, wet his ass up Michael Jordan, hit him, know he ballin up Yeah I got a plug, yeah Im havin drugs Bitches suck me up, yeah they eat the nut Back to the motherfuckin basics Got the trap beatin like the eighties, yeah Snakes gon cover my motherfuckin back like a cape Niggas gon talk behind my back, not my face Niggas gon ride the whole wave like a slate Bitch run the play and you know I dont wait Know I got racks on me long way Make one call, get you hit in the face Pull up on the scene in a foreign machine You who you is because of me I pour the red, enjoy my sleep Exotic weed, you not high as me I fuck her good, she nut in her sleep I roll a backwood, Im chiefing the leaf I made it out, I made em believe Bad lil ho, she came from Belize All they hate is all showin Naked bitches and they all goin Naked bitches, yeah they all blowin Money fetish, yeah money fetish, yeah, I got fetty Yall niggas broke, gettin shit on credit Talkin like a parrot, yeah, bitch Im fly rich, yeah Bitch Im fly rich, yeah, bitch Im high rich, yeah And I got VV, and I got on CCs I just hit the ho CeeCee, yesterday by the BP Nah it dont make no sense Nah it dont make no sense Nah it dont make no sense Money fetish, black bitch like Belly I just put the symbol off the Benz on my necklace I just told that bitch if she bad Ima next it I just took that tramp to the spot, neck, no Netflix I just put a blimp behind my bitch and her boobs got fixed, ah Hop on my dick and go apeshit, yeah I just copped some bad young shit, walk in my crib, ayy I was banging blood nigga, ever since it was a brim Check my car fleet, Balenciaga car seat I just hit Little Rock bitch, right behind the BP Nah it dont make no sense Nah it dont make no sense Money fetish, yeah money fetish, yeah, I got fetty Yall niggas broke, gettin shit on credit Talkin like a parrot, yeah, bitch Im fly rich, yeah Bitch Im fly rich, yeah, bitch Im high rich, yeah And I got VV, and I got on CCs I just hit the ho CeeCee, yesterday by the BP Nah it dont make no sense Nah it dont make no sense Ayy, nah it dont make no sense

Hey! Tell em they wan be... Ima flood the bitch and... be me they wan We got London on da Track Thugger! Hey! Please, tell em they wanna be me Somebody tell em they wan be me Oh, oh, tell lil mama she wanna be me, hey I pulled up through, you wanna be me I tried to tell them they wont be me, nigga I had to tell them they wont be me Hey! See they wanna... See they know they cant be me Ima see them, no they cant be me, the city know they cant be me No they cant... I could be servin it precise, ooh Oh, she cook the Thugger corn and rice I fuck her fast, within the night I might pour a lot of pints, a lot of Sprite, a lot of ice Two cups stuffed, I need two cups stuffed Ran them bands up, bitch Im eating, Im getting bucks Clean a bitch face with the nut, fuck a Puff Muddy, muddy Hey, Young Thugger savage, Thugger savage, Thugger savage Im a savage, Ima fuck her like a savage Ooh, she left my building, and she fallin down my steps Then she chase a nigga down like a rabbit I’m stupid flooded with them karats I got some motherloving karats, what? Im a karat I paid a hundred and fifty for the karats in my chains and my rings Watches just change, got my ice from Johnny Dang No comparing your plain, I got mine from Avianne Even if you a lame, you bool if you stay in your lane You can feel my pain, and I dont need no T-Pain You got so much pain that you dont need no T-Pain Thugger Thugger pain they aint gon play with, no way Im gon bust his brain and mail his ass straight outta state Ima pull up right in front your land and take your pint Ima pull up on you, point a beam, ready to bake Ima pull up tryna run for racks and take them digits I cant find the place, Im pouring your children down the sink Graw, graw, kow! Bitch Im a motherfucking savage, Im a savage Im a savage, Im a motherfucking savage She see them niggas blicky down and wanna fuck me Cause she fuck with Thugger Thugger like a karat My Maisons on her like a carriage, wait! My wheels taller than a Ferris, wait! Gave her the karats Ima show her love, and she gon fuck me like a king Ima fuck her friend that said she fucked me in her dream Ima make her nut, and, yes, I want that nut on me Ima fuck em both, and, yes, they want that nut on we Brought that bitch on tour, they think Im reppin D.I.E Ima catch your bitches, yes, she fucking on my team Ima catch your mama, she gon fuck me and my team Ima catch em both and they gon... Ima catch your bitch and sick her Bitches wanna fuck a nigga, for real Bitches wanna fuck a nigga, for real, who? Guess what? I aint gonna stop, Ima fuck em, Ima fuck em forever I aint got stop, Ima give em, throw up all the cheddar Ima catch on these bitches, spray your bitch with the Beretta Ima fuck on her sister, and she got her groove back like Stella Oh my God Oh, God! Hah! Karat! Karats in my watches, in my jewelry, in my chain Karats on my bosses, twelve-hun up in my thing Going in their mouth, and then we coming out the south Ima fuck that bitch, and then I nutted in her clit Ima cuff the bitch if she gon fuck me in the kitchen

Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah , woah, woah, woah Man, they aint plottin’ on me, Im plottin on them plottin’ on me, man Stupid, man Look Aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do dat Aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do me dirty, no way You cant touch me, you not worthy, dirty bitches dont deserve me I be careful who I love cause who I love is who could hurt me I’ma give that ass a cruel summer, Lamborghini Murcié Niggas thought they had the twenty-twenty vision, it’s still blurry I done dodged the murder rates, I done earned what they cant take Pull up to the house, you thought you died and seen the pearly gates Nowadays, respect the ones who talkin’ good behind my back And say the bad shit to my— to my face Why complain about things I can change? Yeah Soldiers round me, we done been through major pain Laser focused, AOL, been had AIM Got a lot of hunnids, stayed a hunnid, life just changed, uh What you do when you got bitches blowin you kisses? Opposition sendin death wishes , either way, it made me no difference I done outdid the predictions, I’m a underground king Always had the tunnel vision, Im consistently consistent So aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do dat Aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do me dirty, no way Aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do dat Aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do me dirty, no way Monday Magic, Tuesday Spent a quarter million on the Gucci Wednesday, he had ranned up on me, I got ruthless Thursday, Im Ferrari horsin, niggas moosin, yeah I just had to wake up and pay Uncle Sam today, woo I been in the trenches giving back like anyway I just bought the pinkie Berkie for my Easter baby Got her throwin diamonds in the air like its a playpen Cant let em trick me out of nothin long as Im livin I cant let her go out sad as long as Im gettin it I wont never hold a freak ho against her will Still wouldnt let em do me any kinda way with no seal Aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do dat Aint nobody finna do me any type of way Aint nobody finna do me dirty, no way Cant no one do me dirty Cant no one do me like that, no Cant no one do me dirty Cant no one do me like that, no I know, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Cant nobody do me dirty, bitch All that fake shit over, we dont take, we take shit over Army, Navy, paper soldiers Cut the grass and face the cobras Im a walking bucket list Product of my sufferin Kobe at the Rucker, bitch Triplin-doublin, runnin this shit I learned that prayin is God ammunition Please let it rain down til it drown out my city The fruits of my labor came all to fruition You talkin bout I, you aint got no vision We, not me, lil bitch Built like we sell bricks Fuck blogs, read my lips Doin me dirty the only thing that you wont do in this bitch, bitch Bitch

No-ooo-oh Rich Gang Thugger Thugger Baby No-oo-oh We got London on the track No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no I wont live it up until I leave You can’t sweep my flyness like no witch Wassup Nipsey, I got keys to the city All of my bitches tell me Im the realest , boy you not runnin , Tummy no stomachs Gold no mummy My racks are lettuce, my kush are onions Im gon always say yes to my bitch never no no I think that her pussy is tight cuz she pigeon-toed I know all my diamonds are water because they soaked I might take that bitch out for martyr all cuz she spoke Stand up Harriet Tubman! Stand up, whats her deal? no sub band Bitch, Im high off substance Im a bee plus I am buzzin No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no I wont live it up until I leave You cant sweep my flock bitch like my weeds Whats up, Nipsey? I got keys to the city Ill love my bitch and tell me I know feelings Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Never wanna be average All I wanna do is see Gladys Never wanna see backwards, all I ever did wanna just see baggage Never wanna ever be daddy Never ever wanna be my daddy All I ever did and wanna be And all I ever wanna be was him See I played in this game, and I laid in this game, all I ever wanna see was gems So I sure a nigga get stacks Pretty Benz with the tinted rims Big money nigga 100 stacks Bad bitches in them new backs Guns up nigga fuck friends A 100 niggas in a 100 Benzs No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no No, no, no I wont live it up until I leave You cant sweep my flock bitch like my weeds Wassup Nipsey, I got keys to the city Ill love my bitch and tell me I know feelings

This shit loud, turnin up Ay Y 1017 R.O.B S.M.M R.O.5 Chicken flip Chicken Talk Get the fork Like moss If you aint talking cash Imma let you have it Im never going broke cause I gotta have it Pedro said he only good at uploadin the wallet Thugger say he only good on that lean or that molly Boo illuminati, I know that Crip, uh Ima freezer, load up the Glock Im a teaser I got more hoes on Bleaveland Ave than Pleasers I got, I got hoes from January all the way December want to please me now you stakin for your Saw Chanel she mailed the renty shakin for the Preacher, dont be preachin and its all they want is All the time, all the time, all the time now, all the time all the time BJ! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! Got this bitch movin no aerobics Dont fuck with you niggas, homophobic If you aint finna use dont expose it Imma pull up, with that thing out, and unload it Shit gonna go to explodin, why? Take a look at the explosion And them papers so old, them 100s eroding And that nigga snitchin, he a rat, he a rodent Cant deny them statements, nigga you wrote it; you did Are you an author? I guess thats why you get goosebumps when you see me No RL Stine In the club, throwin up gang signs What up YSL , Im RL Slime I really love my slime , and my slime love me BLA, we in love with the beat! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin All these jackers tryin to get up in my house But I got to clear it out Got the room smoked out and still on that fuckin pint Lil player boy, keep it movin like a tidal wave Lil player sippin Actavis, like its Gatorade Inside the Aston martin, bought that shit, gator mane Lil playa lil marshin but Im strapped with a carbon Mama said im crazy boy I spent 50k on chinchilla Carpet for my apartment, triple cross king Lifestyle I live make you want to vomit, hard to stomach Thousand dollar pounds of the midget But I spent that shit on my bitch titties, let me shout out quarter ki And my nigga Key Rock Nitty We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin! We got this bitch movin!

I know it What you know Quan? I know it Say what? I know it Hey Walked in with a new bitch on me Got a nigga mad, boy I know it Fucked a baby mama on the first time Know he got mad, I could see it in his eyes, I know it, uh Fucked his baby mama on the floor, uh He lucky I even used a condom, wait I aint hit her in front of your children Stupid nigga Im lying Bitch got mad cause I bought a Louis V Spent all this money on myself Where were you when I needed help? Nowhere to be found But shawty a rebound, praying that she meet him Im draped up, Louis Vs on my ear, so I cant hear what you saying right now My weed too loud and I know it I cant hear what you saying right now Louis V earmuffs and I know it I aint going to a funeral But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it Love to fuck another niggas bitch, make him mad I dont give a damn, nigga I know it Whole lot of money on me, I know it Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it And you cant tell me shit bout me, I know it I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it Handful of bitches, fuck em outdoors Im the man nigga, yeah, I know it Yeah, I know it Walked in with all my niggas, fuck nigga got mad and I know it Green light ho, better know she going And you aint got to tell me, nigga, I know her The freshest nigga in this motherfucker right now, yeah I dont like tellin hoes no, always tell her yeah I do what I can, make her say yeah I cant help that Im a motherfucking player Money stacked up so high, Himalayas Ima Libra, weigh it on the scale Everybody in my ear, therefore I cant hear what you saying right now My weed too loud and I know it I cant hear what you saying right now Louis V earmuffs and I know it I aint going to a funeral But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it Love to fuck another niggas bitch, make him mad I dont give a damn, nigga I know it Whole lot of money on me, I know it Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it And you cant tell me shit bout me, I know it I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it Handful of bitches, fuck em outdoors Im the man nigga, yeah, I know it Yeah, I know it I know a bitch with about six children Baby bottle full, no titty 20 Chainz on, no Tity F your baby mama, no Fendi Stay at home, baby girl if you timid Do my thang on the stage, I aint going broke, naw baby I aint Eddie Griffen Im a shooting star, baby girl, go ahead and make your wishes When the kids in town, tell em never ever use dirty dishes, ayy Ima catch a nigga bitch and make her do the sixty-nine Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey If yall cant see it, boy you must be blind Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey I cant hear what you saying right now My weed too loud and I know it I cant hear what you saying right now Louis V earmuffs and I know it I aint going to a funeral But a nigga dead fresh, hell yeah I know it Love to fuck another niggas bitch, make him mad I dont give a damn, nigga I know it Whole lot of money on me, I know it Lot of niggas hating on me, I know it Quan fucking her too, yeah I know it And you cant tell me shit bout me, I know it I done ran through the bitches, nigga I know it Handful of bitches, fuck em outdoors Im the man nigga, yeah, I know it Yeah, I know it I know it I know it I know, I know, I know it I know it I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know I know it, I know it, I know it I know, I know, I know it Ayy Three words, Rich Homie Baby Isaac

Southside Got a Rari with the engine in the back Every neighbor know a nigga servin crack Chasing cheese, but I cannot be a rat Screamin free Gucci Mane, no Mack I just finished doin some business with the hat back Ima take a nigga head like a snap back Ima hit her with this wood, no mousetrap Take a five-hour rest, ball it catnap Treat her like a Bentley, take the top up off that bitch I got hoes drinkin syrup like a waffle on that dick I made all my pockets grow like Pinocchio, lil bitch Either way, moneyll grow, just know Im tryna get rich Baby, I wanna cash out on you in it for my pride Baby, I bought a Audi and I gave it to my mother These niggas, they cowards, they wont even kill each other Even though I got rhymes, I bust shit just like a bubble Hey I ran up my racks and I’m killin em by the day Treat her like she got tatted, she covered with Olay Not a big fan of acne, but she like it in her face Im in the West Coast bangin like Im in the A Got a Rari with the engine in the back Every neighbor know a nigga servin crack Chasing cheese, but I cannot be a rat Screamin free Gucci Mane, no Mack I just finished doin business with the hat back Ima take a nigga head like a snap back Ima hit her with this wood, no mousetrap Take a five-hour rest, ball it catnap I just copped the coupe, it came with twin turbo Diamonds round my neck, they singin like they Kirko Thugger got me swung, got drinkin all this purple And I got them billionaires in my circle So you know Im thinkin bout coppin a Rari I got old money like when I played Atari Counted me a million on my DVD Coca, cocaina, I got recipes Really makin juggs, I was servin Cash Money nigga, I know Birdman I just want the cheddar, I just want the pesos Rich Gang, YSL, came up off that yayo Got a Rari with the engine in the back Every neighbor know a nigga servin crack Chasing cheese, but I cannot be a rat Screamin free Gucci Mane, no Mack I just finished doin business with the hat back Ima take a nigga head like a snap back Ima hit her with this wood, no mousetrap Take a five-hour rest, ball it catnap

Yeah! Ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Hey, hey, hey, hey! Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Everything Gucci , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im hood , hey Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im Blood Bitch, Im Blood bitch, Im Blood Everything is Gucci, everything is Gucci Every time I had a strap I swear I used it Diamonds wet like her coochie, ayy Plenty fightin like Hadouken, hey Bitch I brought along in the house tonight If you dont wanna get left, get it right, hey Put another two steps with the bright All my bitches like me, they be boolin, no dyke Twin Turbo, made Thugga Thugga lap a nigga twice You got fifty whole bands, goddamn, want a rapper for the night Harry Potter with a broom Drinkin on lean, eatin shrooms Ridin round with my ma, no Pum Thugger boost, a nigga car go zoom, zoom Fast mothafucka Pull up in the coupe, blowin hash, mothafucka Fifty thousand dollar dog tag, mothafucka I wanna fuck your cat, no jag, mothafucka Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Everything Gucci , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im hood , hey Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im Blood Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im Blood Blood in, blood out , pull up, drop top Viper Cuz in, cuz out , blue suit followed by a sniper It dont matter what you bang Real niggas got stains Phantom hoggin two lanes, dang, dang, bang, bang Chief Keef is my nigga, Lil Durk, my nigga Three hundred thousand in my pocket Goddamn I got some with em Diamonds all in my chain They aint come from Johnny Dang I might rob Johnny Dang, thats how slimin maintains Metro Boomin, Metro Thuggin Nigga might get to sluggin if he muggin Nigga might buy a Rollie just to flood it Nigga got two cups and they muddy Drop your bitch off and fuck on her buddy Pull it out her mouth and put it in her butty Young bitch clean, it aint come out muddy, woo Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Everything Gucci , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im hood , hey Everything Gucci, everything Gucci Everything Gucci, everything Gucci Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im Blood Bitch, Im Blood, bitch, Im Blood Everything Gucci , everything Gucci Everything Gucci , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im Blood , bitch, Im good Bitch, Im hood , hey Everything Gucci, everything Gucci Everything Gucci, everything Gucci Bitch, Im Blood, bitch, Im Blood Bitch, Im Blood, bitch, Im Blood Free big Gucci Mane Guwizzle!

Tampax pearl young nigga bleedin on your girl nigga Diamonds and pearls, Ima go buy me the world nigga Tampax pearl, young nigga bleedin on your girl nigga Iced out all the time, iced out all the time, yeah Bossing all the time, bossing all the time, yeah I cant fuck with shawty if she aint a dime, yeah I cant fuck with no ugly bitch, thats a crime, yeah Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya girl Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya girl Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya girl, yeah Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya world Call me Dolly world, ooh, bitch, call me Dolly world Fuck that bitch ooh, hard, make her twirl and curl Yeah, fuckin these hoes, yeah, fuckin on all these girls Yeah, uh, fuckin they hoes, yeah, they aint doin nothin gettin old Pop top cookies, never seem to drop Drophead, 500 racks I went and copped it I dont owe them folks a damn coin, nigga If you PMSing come and join, nigga Fuck you bae, your man gon tell woman, nigga All my niggas with me snakes, no lawn, nigga All my niggas drippin, nigga, tourin, nigga I just copped some new Louis Vuitton nigga, woah Im shootin dices with the sun, nigga, woah Ima drive speedin up off the store, nigga, woah I just wanna fuck every bitch under the Sun, nigga, woah Im a real black spade, one of one, nigga, yo Tampax pearl Young nigga bleeding on ya girl Tampax pearl Young nigga bleeding on ya girl Tampax pearl Young nigga bleeding on ya girl Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin Iced out all the time, iced out all the time, yeah Bossing all the time, bossing all the time, yeah I cant fuck with shawty if she aint a dime, yeah I cant fuck no ugly bitch thats a crime, yeah Fuck a nigga thought? I was bleeding on the whole motherfuckin crew Saucy, saucy, bitch, Im bossy, flossy, ooh Strictly on my pimpin, never slippin, ooh Bitch play with my pimpin, give her whippin, ooh I was drippin in school, nigga, I was drippin, ooh First grade to the twelfth grade, I was ballin, Scottie Pippen, ooh Fuck around play with Young Thug, youll end up missin, ooh Sign with Puma, YSL on the back of the hoodie, ooh I done ran a whole lotta mils up, now they envy, ooh But them Ms don’t allow them boys to play with me, ooh I just bought my mom a Persian kitten, ooh I could get the coffin, bring your kidney, woo Woo, woo, baby, bring that kidney, woo Oh, oh, mail that boy a kidney, woah Ay, Ima mail it to em, yeah Ima mail it to em, ay Ima mail it to em, ay Ima mail it to em, ay Ima mail it to em, ay We gon mail it to em Iced out all the time, iced out all the time, yeah Bossing all the time, bossing all the time, yeah I cant fuck with shawty if she aint a dime, yeah I cant fuck with no ugly bitch, thats a crime, yeah Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya girl Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya girl Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya girl, yeah Tampax pearl Young nigga bleedin on ya world

Young nigga got it jumpin like Jordan 200 on the foreign, Ima get it right back Bought Versace from Versace Just to be flashy, Ima get it right back Fought a case for the boy Bitch I got a lawyer, Ima get it right back Im whippin my wrist to put Rollie on wrist Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Got the beam on the tour, just to make sure Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Ima get it right back I got bitches, yeah plural, just to make sure Ima get it right back Pulled off the lot, nigga cashed out on the Wraith Ima get it right back You aint gotta ask, know a nigga got up on his waist Rat-a-tat-tat-tat Aint nothin but some big boy shit goin on Thats right, when you see me, nigga All of this presidential shit that a nigga ridin in Might as well move to DC, nigga Ill hit Lenox Mall up right now Cash out, everything they got in that bitch Soon as Im walkin out the door, nigga leavin out the store They gon be like God dammit he rich Guess what? Think I seen Jizzle in the valet Walkin round with about a hundred bags 2014 in the valet and you know it still got the paper tags Big black mothafucka with a stripe down the middle Yeah I call it the silverback Bitch starin at the stars on my roof Same time, keep askin, Where the ceilin at? Dont get my shit, trying to interrogate me, girl I dont know you like that That aint how it go down, Ill turn this bitch round And Ill take your ass right back Young nigga got it jumpin like Jordan 200 on the foreign, Ima get it right back Bought Versace from Versace Just to be flashy, Ima get it right back Fought a case for the boy Bitch I got a lawyer, Ima get it right back Im whippin my wrist to put Rollie on wrist Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Got the beam on the tour, just to make sure Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Ima get it right back I got bitches, yeah plural, just to make sure Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Lose it, in a week bet I get it right back Tried to play hard, fucked her on the first week Bet she comin right back Throw it from the back, know you like it like that If you dont, you lyin, bitch who you think you playin? Walked in this mothafuckin bitch, Im the man Louis V earmuffs, cant hear what youre sayin Thugger my brother, yeah Jeezy my fam And it dont mean Im cussin if I say the word, dam Cause Im talkin bout a river Diamonds shinin like a mothafuckin nickel Feet up, yeah Im reclinin on niggas Pistol out, window down, ridin on niggas Ima get it right back, like I never lost it Shawty came right back Had her mouth open like the sign on Lacoste I told her, Dont be disrespectful, baby girl dont talk back Cause itll cost you In the end I say, Fuck the Lexus, Ima drive the Benz today Thugger, Thugger tell em Young nigga got it jumpin like Jordan 200 on the foreign, Ima get it right back Bought Versace from Versace Just to be flashy, Ima get it right back Fought a case for the boy Bitch I got a lawyer, Ima get it right back Im whippin my wrist to put Rollie on wrist Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Got the beam on the tour, just to make sure Ima get it right back Ima get it right back Ima get it right back I got bitches, yeah plural, just to make sure Ima get it right back Quality Street Music

Thugger, baby, ayy, ayy I aint goin back and forward with em bro You, know what Im sayin? Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Girl, girl, twerk it for me baby Twerk it for me baby, twerk it for me baby Twerk it for me lady Twerk it baby, twerk it Baby twerk it, you better twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Im in the kitchen just wrappin Im rappin them bills like a motherfuckin cypher Im in the city, I got some lil bad hoes, they gonna pull up like a diaper If Im ever gettin mad man I swear I need only one shot like a sniper Ima hit it from the back cause she told me that I was on fire like a lighter This is the sequel and I am so drowned in his ice like a motherfuckin penguin I cant respect you cause you like my son, I just might name you Phoenix I said again baby, Im livin cold Plus I keep scraps for my heater I be King Slime cause Im wipin your nose Creep up in grass like a creature Pass that lil bitch to my whoadie, my whoadie I pass that lil bitch to my broadie I care that lil bitch down back at the concert and I just might make em show it Livin it up man, Im livin so worry and I feel free like a birdie Told that lil baby do not get discouraged get in the room and start twerkin Girl, girl, twerk it for me baby Twerk it for me baby, twerk it for me baby Twerk it for me lady Twerk it baby, twerk it Baby twerk it, you better twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Show me what you worth, baby Show me you deserve, baby Baby girl show me what you need Im gonna help you succeed Climb in that cat like a lion Ima mix this shit up like a liger I got drugs, Im a well known supplier I got a viper not made out of fiber Ayyyy, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Shot to the head: goodnighter Gamblin all night got my whole body sore no diner Thugger got pure coke, I snort it Every ho I fuck I make sure they go through my brother All these pussy nigga pies, Im callin em custard She want my hot dog with extra chili no usher She want Thugger Girl, girl, twerk it for me baby Twerk it for me baby, twerk it for me baby Twerk it for me lady Twerk it baby, twerk it Baby twerk it, you better twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, twerk it Show me what you worth, baby Show me you deserve, baby Baby girl show me what you need Im gonna help you succeed

Yeah, drink this cum, bitch gettin pumped Black bitch, Keke Palmer Yeah, pay for a lifetime on your bundles Yeah, yeah, real slow when I pump her Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, pink face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that TEC in my locker I aint had to run from the principal I did it because of principle Ima dunce, I was sexin yo mama Nigga we smoked em, we dont care bout no karma All the homies gon protect like Obama Ancient gold Rolex like a condom Rolls gold 64s on the Tonka Rolls gold six by fours on the Tonka Twelve colors on my clothes like a punker Twelve million to my ho, she humongous Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that TEC in my locker I aint had to run from the principal I did it because of principle Wide body Benz with a big nose Amazon bitches with some white toes She got extravagant head, love that deep throat YSL almighty, they bitin our lingo Thats the beauty of it, sell some then we split Couple rick Owen kicks, fans wanna take a pic I saw some beauty in yo bitch, Im tryna screw my dick Became a young millionaire quick, now my kids born rich Ride a foreign whip, booked up with a tour list I aint bring no cash out today, bank card in my wallet We aint soft like cotton lil pussy, my niggas rock solid Kill you where you stand, no care in my conscious Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large Tesla truck , yeah, we young and rich dont give a fuck Heckler Koch , four five shells, yeah they gon lift em up Cant wife no thot , I just fuck em then I give em up 10 bands on the fit, hoe they say I do too much They diggin this shit like a grave Cant do nothin less, Im gettin paid My bitches so stuck in they ways Walk through the back, all the bitches amazed Condo by Lenox, the mall in it Aint no one nigga, we all winnin Beat up that pussy, get tall in it Lambo so low gotta fall in it Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that TEC in my locker I aint had to run from the principal I did it because of principle Rolls gold 64s on the Tonka Rolls gold six by fours on the Tonka Twelve colors on my clothes like a punker Twelve million to my ho, she humongous

Thugga Ayy I need a freak Cause Im a motherfucking beast Yeah, Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Im in the street, why? Cause Im a motherfucking beast Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Ah Rollie pollie ollie, nigga No gold card, I use a trojan, nigga Drinking red, raviolis, nigga Fucked her in store til they was closing, nigga Head and pussy feed my motion, nigga I found her phone and I didnt scroll through, nigga Green slime ball, bases loaded nigga I think they jumped on my pockets cause they swollen, nigga Drophead, its a drophead Haiti boy, I leave them shot dead You aint no gangsta nigga, stop that I fucked that bitch before she gave me head Telling me youre gon win Thats some shit I dont know about Fucked her in the deep end Thats some shit you gon know about Big B, Willy B, still smoking gas, eyes low as a Chinese Still wearing flags, bitch I bleed til Im deceased I aint talking guns, but I smoke the head of Khalif Call Thot-Keesha, she got the head of the week This so bien, mamacita no Weezy Nigga tatted her with nut and she aint sleeveless She want every drop that come out a penis I need a freak Cause Im a motherfucking beast Yeah, Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Im in the street, why? Cause Im a motherfucking beast Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Ah First to pull up, Im a gangsta I know He know, she know, we know, take that, Debo Leave a fuck boy leaking bout a kilo I will, pull up, S-L-I-M-E, my steelo He see me kickin shit now he wanna sell me that moto Plus he know I got stripes like Ocho Cinco Yeah he know a nigga Lion-hearted, no Bengal The world could think Im dreaming but I swear to God he know What your momma tell you about playing with that fire? Didnt God tell you if you livin you gon die? When you shot em up you know that pressure was applied My nephew saw his daddy get sent out home to the sky If you knew any better, he wouldve said dont break rules If I didnt know better, I wouldve stayed in a school If that bitch didnt know better, I wouldve played it in two If I didnt know better, I wouldve crossed out God and went voodoo I need a freak Cause Im a motherfucking beast Yeah, Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Im in the street, why? Cause Im a motherfucking beast Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Ah I need a freak Cause Im a motherfucking beast Yeah, Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Im in the street, why? Cause Im a motherfucking beast Im a motherfucking beast, nigga Ah

You do the bag Thats what we on? Okay, we on some crazy shit Pissin on my watch, like I got a bad bladder Im simply fuckin with shawty because her ass fatter All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa Theyre checkin my profile, no pic, Im still fresher Drinkin syrup, cookin birds, snatch utensil Crawfish, nigga, jelly, salt as pepper Fresh Prince, Hublot, nigga, black and pink Every time I go in my jewelry box, gotta wear my mink And my drip expensive, 12 karat apiece All my tennis chains look like earrings on obese All a nigga do is drink codeine, make at least a mil a week No limit, nigga, gon see bout your dawg, want nothin but some murders Its a Therapedic, pop the new tags When I piss on diamonds, you can smell the Xan Im wipin my ho down with gold, you dont understand Niggas in Paris, Im with the gang members in France Got a half a ticket scattered on my hands Im on three drugs, I need a cat scan Wipe the barrel off the nose of that yoppa I got em comin off the bench, Jamal Crawford I kick my shit like Liu Kang, you know that counts Cream and green Rolexes, slime bastard These bitches greet me on their knees cause Im their master I caught a tall European and we wrestled Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just servin these nicks, uh You on the list, uh, on the Chi, you gon get hit Pullin on niggas sticks, think twice fore you diss Better not trust that bitch, better not swap your spit Id rather cop me a whip, I cant diss no bitch 10 thousand dollars worth of clips, we aint runnin out of this shit Split a Percocet with the bitch, 500 pointers on my wrist Im just an international nigga with the shit, 16 hoes at the Ruth Chris I got 10 chains on me, ho, I aint got nothin against 2 Chainz We got the block for our door, mama dont need no new paint We still Ferraris and vogues, hop out the jet and go hop on the boat A long way from maintain, gettin head in the Mulsanne The realest, the trillest, you know Ima make sure the crew ate When the business get finished, you get hundred racks and the blue Wraith Im Dennis The Menace, Ive been gettin paid for a couple ages I get the racks from extortin’ ladies, 500 mil off a tour date Your bitch is eatin, fuck her, then we dont speak 40 on me on pre-heat, diamonds on me like RiRi I need the neck, neck, gon get on your knees This a brand new TEC, gon and feel that heat You should come get your ho, yeah, I just hit her Yeah, you bad, but Im kinda fuckin on your sister Pluto said he dont give a fuck, those twin sisters But fuck twins, I need triplets, redbone like a piglet Uh, now, bitch, keep it movin Thats your nigga, bet I kill him, lil bitch, Im a bully With them niggas that pull triggers, please dont overlook it Big ass choppa-choppas, he couldnt even go to the doctor-doctor Money older than your fathers father, yeah Pissin on my watch, like I got a bad bladder Im simply fuckin with shawty because her ass fatter All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa Theyre checkin my profile, no pic, Im still fresher Pissin on my watch, like I got a bad bladder Im simply fuckin with shawty because her ass fatter All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa Theyre checkin my profile, no pic, Im still fresher

Goose got another one Yeah, we got another one, yeah Goose with another one Let me tell you- I cant trust these bitches , I cant trust these niggas Boot me up , boot me up I cant trust a fal-con, I cant trust a chicken so just boot me up Boot me up Im a nigga goin crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watching me go crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watch a nigga go crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watch a nigga go crazy Why watch a nigga go crazy? Baby Yeah, yeah Why watch a nigga go crazy? Goddamn take these drugs from me Goddamn take away this ache , I-I meant that Act Goddamn girl have my back Even though my money taller than Shaq Even though we just left Old Nats Lil baby just walked in on me Lotta snakes they walkin in on me Big banks not out the end homie Got a bad bitch and she want me Take the molly away, I cant listen I wont show it, but the drank got me slippin Perc made me pee on her, no whippin But the molly make me shine like P. Diddy Ive been geeked out my mind since I was, like 14 years old I know she the best I trained the bitch to go and wipe a lil nigga nose Girl, you know I , love you a lifetime I cant tell you Bye, but you tell me Bye all the time Let me tell you- I cant trust these bitches, I cant trust these niggas Boot me up , boot me up I cant trust a fal-con, I cant trust a chicken so just boot me up Boot me up Im a nigga goin crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watching me go crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watch a nigga go crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watch a nigga go crazy Why watch a nigga go crazy? Baby She watch a young nigga go crazy out here in these streets She watch a young nigga get rich and I started on E I dont know why she been stayin down with me Ima eat it from the start until the end I just bought some brand new spots And some cars for my momma and them Yo bitch get in front of them Yeah, Ima Bick Back with Stunna and them I got hoes all on my timeline talkin bout fuckin and suckin She know if she want this limelight Suck on 12 like a dozen My hoe pockets full, it look like her legs rubbin Yeah, she got the feds comin Versace, she bed-hunting This bitch know Im bread-running I done spend fifty thousand on teeth, she aint said nothin Yeah Let me tell you- I cant trust these bitches, I cant trust these niggas Boot me up , boot me up I cant trust a fal-con, I cant trust a chicken so just boot me up Boot me up Im a nigga goin crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watching me go crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watch a nigga go crazy Watch a nigga go crazy She watch a nigga go crazy Why watch a nigga go crazy, baby

All of these diamonds, see me robbin if he reppin on me, ayy I did the C walk, ayy Like ooo-ooo I treat it right, I beat it up, thats right, she say she love me I cant decide if I wan buss it on her eye or coochie Beat to the right, read to the right Beat it left and right, Im bout to beat it left and right Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up I see the jealousy inside all your friends They wanna be ya, be ya Told you mama kick back and put your feet up Come and put your feet up Yeah, we gon go and feast up, everybody with me feast up Slow roll, roll from the side then I left right beat it, yeah Even when I beat it from the front I still see them cheeks, yeah Everything you do, you say, is so unique, yeah Silky draws and they match the sheets, yeah I wanna know what you thinkin every time you think Heard your attitude stink I just wanna know what you drink Cut long loud, no gas tank Bend you over girl, turn to the smash game Like ooo-ooo I treat it right, I beat it up, thats right, she say she love me I cant decide if I wan buss it on her eye or coochie Beat to the right, read to the right Beat it left and right, Im bout to beat it left and right Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up I see the jealousy inside all your friends They wanna be ya, be ya Told you mama kick back and put your feet up Come and put your feet up Yeah, we gon go and feast up, everybody with me feast up Ooo, everybody with me feast up Ooo, everybody straight, no leeches Ooo, in your sheets jeepy creepers Dunkin in that bra like Im LeBron Nigga, leapin, leapin, leapin, inside you Nigga, creep, creep, creepin, right around two I wanna fuck you on the bleachers, when we were in school Nigga, been dream, dreamin of fuckin on you I beat it til she dont want no more When she say stop, you gotta go slow And Im in that water like a tadpole Started seein white stuff, call it egg yolk And she say its big, but she not scared though And I pull her wig on the back board And I got the stick by the back door And Im bout to stuff it through her backbone Like ooo-ooo I treat it right, I beat it up, thats right, she say she love me I cant decide if I wan buss it on her eye or coochie Beat to the right, read to the right Beat it left and right, Im bout to beat it left and right Big body Benz, beat it up, beat it up, beat it, beat it up, up I see the jealousy inside all your friends They wanna be ya, be ya Told you mama kick back and put your feet up Come and put your feet up Yeah, we gon go and feast up, everybody with me feast up Ooo-ooo Like ooo-ooo Yeah, yeah Ooo-ooo Yeah, we gon go and feast up, everybody with me feast up

Yo, Chase B Im going dumb in a moshpit If Im out in the crowd, I lost it I cant close my eyelids Why? Cause a young nigga off it, uh I got the message like a prophet I got the message like a I got the message like a prophet, uh Last year, made a big profit, uh Big bands, put it in my wallet, uh Smoking this gas got me coughing, yes, sir If you talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin Yeah , its a motherfucking stickup Put your hands up or get hit up I grew up a bad nigga Section 8 baby I was in the projects with the hitters Now, I count bands, count figures You dont fuck with Sheck Wes? Get the finger Danced on a ho like Mike , danced on a ho like the wizard My youngin heart cold like December Streets done turned him to a killer The car panoramic, all white, Ku Klux Klan-in I got in her panties, I didnt eat the candy The new one is Spanish I hopped out the coupe, gave a rack to her grannie I dont do the bogus, aint tryna expose you I didnt even tell em your house was foreclosure, I didnt even know Im so sorry, Im sorry, I thought that you fucked him I owe you for life, and you won with no score I hop off the jet, I hop on the boat Im smokin Biscotti, its makin me choke I have afterparties and air out the parties Im drinkin red, I dont want no Bacardi When I get the kids, you look so sorted You look like you have a good time with your buddies I know that you need a little break and they fussin with you Its the oath to shoot out of the bucket with you Need a nanny, I go Randy Savage I gave way the Rollie, the AP is matic Got Daytonas, Breitlings, got Skeletons added The shit dont look average, I like how its setting Im checking the static, Im checking the settings This piece round my neck, eat while cookin my patty Im hungry as fuck, bout to eat out her catty I got the biggest spot inside the valley Im next to John Wall, I could throw him an alley Run the play, boy, mansion is steppin I put on some ice, now Im cold as an attic I know how to fold, they took all my cash in I know how to fish, I know that Im rich I poured an eight in a Sierra Mist Ranned up some Ms, I dont need a lick Heard she was gone, I dont see that bitch Im going dumb in a moshpit If Im out in the crowd, I lost it I cant close my eyelids Why? Cause a young nigga off it, uh I got the message like a prophet I got the message like a I got the message like a prophet, uh Last year, made a big profit, uh Big bands, put it in my wallet, uh Smoking this gas got me coughing, yes, sir If you talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin Yeah , its a motherfucking stickup Put your hands up or get hit up I grew up a bad nigga

Chopper make him do the Harlem Shake Ayy Trap money, ayy Snow bunnies, ayy Trap money, ayy Push start, ayy Racks tall, ayy Never fall, ayy Guitar, ayy Play with racks, ayy Trap star, ayy Brett Favre, ayy Money, cars, ayy Cook hard, ayy White chalk, ayy Nonstop, ayy Chopper make him do the Harlem Shake YSL, ayy Saint Laurent, ayy Smart curve TV Smart car, ayy Grab the carbine, ayy Let it spark, ayy Grab a jet, ayy Lets depart, ayy AK swang, Glock blastin hard, ayy Ayy, ayy, let that Lamborghini Urus talk, ayy The chopper gon pop it, just feel it, kneel it, woah, ayy Ayy, ayy, cruise your tongue with a cop, ayy Trap money, ayy Snow bunnies, ayy Trap money, ayy Push start, ayy Racks tall, ayy Never fall, ayy Guitar, ayy Play with racks, ayy Trap star, ayy Brett Favre, ayy Money, cars, ayy Cook hard, ayy White chalk, ayy Nonstop, ayy Chopper make him do the Harlem Shake Ray Charles, ayy You can still see him shinin Drag racer, ayy Came through the trap glidin Ran out of garage space Shit on you niggas, parquet Ayy, all this gas on me, I open up a gas station Spent a kilo on a mink coat, ayy, ayy, ayy Lil shawty want some Henny and co-co, ayy, ayy Racks everywhere, Alpo, ayy Chopper make him do the Harlem Shake Trap money, ayy Snow bunnies, ayy Trap money, ayy Push start, ayy Racks tall, ayy Never fall, ayy Guitar, ayy Play with racks, ayy Trap star Brett Favre Money, cars Cook hard, ayy White chalk, ayy Nonstop, ayy Chopper make him do the Harlem Shake Do the Harlem Shake Har-Har-Har-Harlem Shake, Harlem Shake

Pass me that lighter, Im in dis bih wid a well known supplier I wan be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper I get my kush and dopey off a boat I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke My pockets look like bookies like I spoke Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note Start at the bottom, went straight to the top Stop at the middle and pick up a knot Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot I might give dis bih whatever I got Yeah mon, set up a shop Yeah mon, roll and I stop Hey man, president watch Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks Yeah mon! Skeet off a rollie, I pull up on bae Mama ass so big she taking up space, that shit in the way All of my diamonds they wet, I feel I got em out the sea Pull up on shorty you know that Im kicking the shit like Spike Lee I know all about you, I know where you be Break em somethin off proper, If you wan play with me Where was yall fuck nigga when I was screamin out help me out! Tryin to take some now boy, you gon hear a bow Leave you dead on the couch with one in yo mouth Put 50,000 on your head like a spouse Aye, wont have me when my dick go Pow! Wow! And I done poured a fo of that Act, then I rolled me a blunt from that Pass me that lighter, Im in dis bih wid a well known supplier I wan be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper I get my kush and dopey off a boat I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke My pockets look like bookies like I spoke Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note Start at the bottom, went straight to the top Stop at the middle and pick up a knot Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot I might give dis bih whatever I got Yeah mon, set up a shop Yeah mon, roll and I stop Hey man, president watch Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks Yeah mon! Pass me the lighter, Im packing the fire Dont fuck with no liars, Michelin all on my tires Im moving the chickens - Mike Tyson Im burning these nigga like Niacin Im speeding, I dont have a licence Im bombing like Jerry, no Rice Shooting the clip but I got me another one Bussing, you running, No coming, No comment Came up in trenches and nigga trying to turn a 7 gram into a whole onion I know the Birdman, I can get them chickens in whenever I want Give me the word man, I can call up baby, I can get them Ps here in the morning Pit in the fire, Im spitting the fire I think Im a dragon, Im all on the wire Dressed to impress in my Balmain attire These nigga be singin like they in the choir Was I gonna wanna be like Michael, no Myers I do not hang with loners, I hang with buyers Niggas steal something, his ass goin in the fryer I cannot love her, I can just one-night her Roll up the weed then Pass me that lighter, Im in dis bih wid a well known supplier I wan be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper I get my kush and dopey off a boat I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke My pockets look like bookies like I spoke Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note Start at the bottom, went straight to the top Stop at the middle and pick up a knot Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot I might give dis bih whatever I got Yeah mon, set up a shop Yeah mon, roll and I stop Hey man, president watch Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks Yeah mon!

How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? Aye! Niggas tryna say it aint lit up You aint have any stones in your bezels Burn his ass up like a sweater Have a nigga leaving on the stretcher Pussy nigga know aint no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it YSL counting plenty digits Migo graduated from the midgets How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? Aye! Im a rolling stone nigga never going home till the ball gone How the hell that nigga leave the treasure when the treasure bring the bezels And the bezels worth a foreign homes? Who the hell are you? You gon play with any nigga in my brew and Ima shoot until his arm gone Thugga Thugga living that life like Pimp C Got a fucking 4 poured up in this styrofoam Lean, lean lean lean Thug a fiend Young nigga running around with thousands in his jeans Racks in a rental, bricks inside the fender Heading down the road getting trailed by lieutenants Nigga gettin real serve him gateway Nigga give no wraps up, yay yay Holla at them last like feng shui Thugger taking off for the runway I aint Rick Ross but I love gunplay You can cut it off but I pull up anyway When I feed her face told me hit him in the face YSL clearing out the whole little place Make a pussy nigga turn Christian like Ma$e Gold bottles, Ace of Spades, looking like a vase I aint talking dozens but Im gonna beat the case I aint talking shoes but my blunts are laced, you dig me? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? Aye! Rifle come from Cuba, all dem a tote, dem my shooters Clip longer than a ruler, extendo pon the Ruger Aim for your bloodclot medulla, shoot ya out of your pumas Chicken I know you a rooster, molly mi take fi a booster Tech nine come with the cooler, ice these niggas like a jeweler Poy poy poy pon a puta, bite him like barracuda Always run to the mula, smoke you like you a hookah Blow you away, bazooka, dip, dip, dip, like a scuba Teaching these niggas like tutors, tell them no rumor Hooping these niggas like hulas Fire like Judah, never sell out like Judas, put that one on nigga Bullet, bullet, bullet, hey, hey, hey, ride by scooter I never leave the treasure Im the scoopa Niggas tryna say it aint lit up You aint have any stones in your bezels Burn his ass up like a sweater Have a nigga leaving on the stretcher Pussy nigga know aint no limit If you tryna get it gotta spend it YSL counting plenty digits Migo graduated from the midgets How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? How the hell that nigga leave the treasure, nigga? Aye!

In Bentley trucks, with semis tucked Lil hot nem turn the city up We wildin, dont give any fucks We block stars, they envy us A broken child with stingy trust This greatness cant be in a rush Lil Capalot get plenty bucks Girl, this aint love, just empty lust Just spoil her, go shop and keep her ass rubbed and her titties sucked Benjamin after Benjamin, what that money counter keep spittin out And thats music to my ears and Im dancin with the devil Forbes list, Im tryna be one of the richest, I cant settle Rockstar lifestyle, grip a heavy metal I put my bros on my Patek, got hood angels in my bezel Yeah, yeah, we paid, foreign cars, I got several Shinin to the grave, tell The Undertaker, Bust down my shovel I hate that summer that I lost bro-oh They aint cut from my cloth, no-oh Nothing but bad bitches and boss ho-ohs Whole gang lit, thats squad goal-ohs Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen Fell in a Rolls Royce and its slime green I state the truancy, got time seen, yeah I upgrade everything that come with my dawgs Sometimes they love me, then hate me, they wished it all They wish I was broke and didnt have none of these cars Im so above your climate, Im in the stars I built this shit from the ground and I took it far I caught that bitch at the counter, took care of her charge She picked me up in a Uber, then we had went to eat She sucked that dick, and I had asked, Do she got missin teeth? We had departed in the streets, and then they miss me I told em, When I come back, Ima buy the whole street My homie hit the bitch, but act like he dont know a thing Thats that mob tie, thats that mob life, yeah I hate that summer that I lost bro-oh They aint cut from my cloth, no-oh Nothing but bad bitches and boss ho-ohs Whole gang lit, thats squad goal-ohs Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen Fell in a Rolls Royce and its slime green I state the truancy, got time seen, yeah

B-O-S, man T-O-N Goose with another one Sippin out the tea cups, udigg? I wanna know why shes so fresh Yeahhh Goose got another one! Hey! Got this bitch who want a Yorkie so I flew her to New York I been ballin’ lately, another league, I know that won’t stop What did I do to you to make you feel like this? Percocet, might pop a pill right quick Like I can’t feel my soul, and I can’t feel my face, girl Tell me why you told them broke bitches our business They don’t care nothing bout your feelings They don’t know shit that we go through They don’t even care, cause they not there for you They just want your money, baby, get that through your skull They gon’ strip you for everything you got, you gon’ swear that ass was new I won’t give you no hassle, baby If you’re feelin’ like it’s too much take that shit back like Devin Hester, baby Grey hair, ain’t gon’ stress you, baby House so big, no neighbors near me And I ain’t lying, believe me for that Baby girl just trust me Love me for everything I got Everything I got Aye! Everything I got, everything , everything I got Everything Everything I got, every single , everything I got Everything Everything I got Everything Everything I got, I got it on my own Everything Everything I got , I would say everything I got Everything Everything I got , I would say everything I got Everything I give my praise to God for everything I got Everything Everything Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything that I got Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything that I got Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything that I got Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything that I got Everything, everything, everything, everything Mo money, mo problems Mo’ problems mo’ money When I was broke ain’t have no problem Cause these folk wasnt stuntin’ I couldn’t get nothing from nobody Cause no one would trust me I was live with the hard bad ache Aint nobody bluff me I have my money, I have my ho I myself, I won’t fuck around with these fuck niggas But I know they have my back And I know that I made it, keep my trust in God I know I can’t fall cause I got Money to the ceilin’, they don’t know about it That pot drive with no sittin’s they don’t know about it Shawty thick as fuck, them jeans she pokin out em I just don’t want talk about it Go-go gadget, go about it I don’t want no clique, eh If ya aint gon’ stay-aye With me for the rest of the night Lost mind right then I had to get a shrink Thought I was crazy, I had you thinkin’, yeah Those diamonds I got em blinkin, ooh’ No soft boy, I feel like mean it Ayy ayyy ayyayyyy You betta than me, fill the life I fuckin’ play ayyy ayyyyy Every bitch I fuck fall in love Every nigga gon’ hate, I don’t give a fuck Everything I got, everything , everything I got Everything Everything I got, every single , everything I got Everything Everything I got Everything Everything I got, I got it on my own Everything I give my praise to God for everything I got Everything Everything Everything that I got Everything Everything that I got Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything that I got Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything that I got Everything, everything, everything, everything Everything I got

Yeah, Pikachu, Guwop Pikachu DJ Scream My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they say Pikachu Im a boss, I walk through the club and just peek at you My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they gon wink at you Im a boss, bitch Ima walk through and just peek at you When I walk through the club my diamonds dancin Yes sir, my shit look like cameras flashin A-ten-hut, yeah my diamonds be demandin Your ho suckin without passion, she laughin Fishscale, yeah its pale Yeah, yeah, I got pale for sale, buy it 100k today, dont try it My bitch gettin kind of chubby, she need to go on a fuckin diet Oh its gonna be a riot, block boys, burn you fast, real torque I got this watch from Italy, but the current time say New York My bitches wanna get rid of me, I hate the white smell, no Newport And Im like Baby girl you kidding me? This the reason you fly, no airport Matching slippers, and yacht shoes Fifty thousand in the back of my Us, I meant Trues Pockets fat, no Bruce-Bruce If I took your work thats your fault, you snooze, you lose My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they say Pikachu Im a boss, I walk through the club and just peek at you My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they gon wink at you Im a boss, bitch Ima walk through and just peek at you When I walk through the club my diamonds dancin Yes sir, my shit look like cameras flashin A-ten-hut, yeah my diamonds be demandin Your ho suckin without passion, she laughin Bitch my diamonds dancin, MC Hammer Soon as it hit the light these bitches start romancin Diamonds HD, shine like they gold teeth All these blood diamonds, got em all up out the streets White VVSs, no-color diamonds Its like they takin pictures but its just the diamonds Just some young niggas doin it big Takin over and flexin and shit, ya dig? And yeah we puttin on like this In the dark it still glow like this, ya bitch Weve got these lames handcuffin they boo Get one peek, she aint leavin with you, aint that the truth My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they say Pikachu Im a boss, I walk through the club and just peek at you My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they gon wink at you Im a boss, bitch Ima walk through and just peek at you When I walk through the club my diamonds dancin Yes sir, my shit look like cameras flashin A-ten-hut, yeah my diamonds be demandin Your ho suckin without passion, she laughin Hit my cup, hit my blunt I cant front, I aint D4L but I stunt I aint drunk in two days, feel like a month Im just boolin with my dogs, feel like I hunt Bitch Ima be hood rich in a minute ho If I start Ill never finish ho Slip in mud like a Guinea ho Watchin Martin No remy, ho Count fast like a tellie ho Rays dark, yeah they tinted ho Black man with racks like them tennis hoes When we count the racks, we never finished ho Bitch, Young Scooter got a couple licks, were gonna go hit They got a young country boy wanting grits And like a hit song, he getting remixed My big homie Gu-Gu run the 6 Runnin old-school trains get hit I killed my dog, No Mike Vick Yeah Quan my homie, you know Im rich My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they say Pikachu Im a boss, I walk through the club and just peek at you My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they gon wink at you Im a boss, bitch Ima walk through and just peek at you When I walk through the club my diamonds dancin Yes sir, my shit look like cameras flashin A-ten-hut, yeah my diamonds be demandin Your ho suckin without passion, she laughin

Uh, uh DJ Carnage times Thugger, you know what Im sayin? Thugger times DJ Carnage, you know what Im sayin? You know what Im sayin nigga? Ya dig? Ya dig? I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I dont even pour it up We pullin up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin us This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin that Robituss I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin up Player, oh you the homie If you didnt tell then you the homie If you got bail, then you the homie If you not stale, then you the homie Grew up with criminals, scandalous Rockin Chanel, then you the bitch I got me a Birkin like Im a bitch These niggas they tellin, they counterfeit Put that fuckboy on the newspaper In the sea with some tons strapped to his ankles Fuck nigga, try me at any angle Ima shoot him and turn him into an angel Boy, you gon turn him into an angel? Fuck yeah, turn him to an angel Dont come around with the anger You know everybody having bangers If a pussy nigga play with me Swear to god Kirk Franklin cant save him I can get you whacked real easy You are not a Power Ranger, you a stranger Pussy nigga youre no danger Gangster bitch with me, shell spank ya Swear to God all I gotta do is point one finger Shell close range ya, hah Drinkin Tussin, nigga slow it down R.I.P. to Troup, pour it out They want me dead but I cant ever die They livin false, but I can never lie Mob baby, baby I got ties I want chicken wings on the side You got higher dreams when you fly Until then youre never near the sky I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I dont even pour it up We pullin up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin us This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin that Robituss I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin up Player, oh you the homie If you didnt tell then you the homie If you got bail, then you the homie If you not stale, then you the homie Grew up with criminals, scandalous Rockin Chanel, then you the bitch I got me a Birkin like Im a bitch These niggas they tellin, they counterfeit You was the plug, then you the homie You never tell, then you the homie You know its nothin but shooters on me Them niggas know and never movin on me I keep a Mac in the Louis bag Look like I got a computer on me Ima get back at your stupid ass We gon whack you to better the sooner homie I be fuckin your Wednesday crush Im with that bitch and she droolin on me All of that shit be made up Im poppin and they makin up rumors on me She gon jump on this dick n manuever on me Ima cut her a check and she gon do it for me Even though my lil bitches be used to money Just like Jay and Bey daughter I blew the money nigga, woah I’m trying to dodge all that rainy weather This a eight passeng jet, this is not propeller Im a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, German Sheppard, uh Yeah Im rich, kid, but Im so ready to Bobby, Whitney Cant let you go outside, I just cannot let you dig it I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I dont even pour it up We pullin up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin us This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin that Robituss I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin up Player, oh you the homie If you didnt tell then you the homie If you got bail, then you the homie If you not stale, then you the homie Grew up with criminals, scandalous Rockin Chanel, then you the bitch I got me a Birkin like Im a bitch These niggas they tellin, they counterfeit Yeah, I got a motherfuckin ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what Im sayin? With some motherfuckin Giuseppe sandals on, bitch Know what Im sayin, with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what Im sayin? Yeah, and I got blue cheese on me, all hundreds Blue cheese, no ranch How you dig that, know what Im sayin Yeah I dig that with a golden shovel on another level With a iced out AP times a Rollie bezel Its YSL slime shit You gotta stay ready to keep from gettin ready, you understand what Im sayin? Yeah man, when the bread ready, call yo Ima take it

Uh, Metro, thats my muhfuckin bro We got these little bitches jumping like toads I spent a hundred on my wrist, and its froze Im screaming I won! cause my neck look like a trophy Burr, all in my ear No chill, but I pop a pill Metro, he up like a Lear Don’t cry cause I won’t fuck your tear Hey! Wait! Dont nut till I come up out your butt I got your bitch and would like some head Cant hurt me like I cut off all my nerves 911, where is Wyclef nurse? Wearing Balmain when I pull up on you He dont know nothing, you might as well Call it quits, say, Sorry, yeah Hot boy but my neck look like a cooler Ima burn his ass like an overcooked strudel Ima pull up on him in a Hummer with his baby momma I’m the Band Camp like I’m Adrien Broner Hey, Im sitting up high, up in the nosebleed I pour out the pint, don’t drink no O-Z Im a dinosaur B, but fuck your OG If you bring me 40, you get a whole B Hey, pussy nigga Im bangin Blood, but Im livin like a royal Ayy, ayy, they suckin and they fuckin, but I want my cash back CB, they aint loyal Im a Ca$h Money Brother, CMB YSL, we the shit like a toilet Ayy, say L-O-A-D-I-N-G Motherfucker, we loaded Hey, ayy I wants me spaghetti like meatball, ahh I want some spaghetti like meatball, wah I want some spaghetti like a meatball, ayy I want some spaghetti like a meaty ball I want some spaghetti, Im bleeding like Freddy I want some spaghetti, I want some spaghetti I hope that youre ready, you might get discouraged Im bleeding like Freddy Im bleeding like Freddy , Im bleeding like Freddy Krueger Im bleeding like a bitch , yeah, woah Ima eat it up like, Chow, baby, hey Ima drive that young girl brazy, hey I designed her in the latest, hey Pussy tighter than a baby, hey Nigga been like my persona, ooh Ima cash out on my mama, ooh Ima cash out on my father, then Im gon cash out on my brothers, hey Im looking like, Suck on my Milky Way, hey Her natural hair look like a doll head I make it rain, she got that fall head, hey I make her wet, I got that stall head, wait Dont bite that dick, dont want no shark head I got that gas, but you cant park here Hey, ayy I wants me spaghetti like meatball, ahh I want some spaghetti like meatball, wah I want some spaghetti like a meatball, ayy I want some spaghetti like a meaty ball I want some spaghetti, Im bleeding like Freddy I want some spaghetti, I want some spaghetti I hope that youre ready, you might get discouraged Im bleeding like Freddy Im bleeding like Freddy, Im bleeding like Freddy Krueger Im bleeding like a bitch, yeah, woah

Hit me in my whip, that bitch nasty Bad bitch, but her attitude nasty Ooh ooh she the swoop, dont kiss her, that bitch nasty Im just lookin for some thots, bitch Im nasty Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Thats my song ho, thats my song ho Ooh ooh, that’s my song ho Hold up, tell me what you’re mad for Tell me something I don’t know Trapping with a band, that’s a no-show Stick up in the club with the rocket Aint tryna cuff a bitch, I ain’t got time He said I ain’t got no money This nigga’s so funny, need a re-Vine Nat Nat suck dick without stopping Dancin with all the roaches in her apartment You can show her checks, she drop her garments You can tell she licking and she a pro with it Nigga gotta keep a band on me And a pistol, just in case a nigga want it So when I hit it and I whip it in the xan-bar suite I opened up the door cause it’s time for mommy, ayy Hit me in my whip, that bitch nasty Bad bitch, but her attitude nasty Ooh ooh she the swoop, dont kiss her, that bitch nasty Im just lookin for some thots, bitch Im nasty Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Thats my song ho, thats my song ho Woulda, coulda, I don’t get tired Fussing about it, Recompressing, it shouldve been cut at the bottom Pot full of powder Parliaments supposed to be jumping up out it Why you be frowning, huh? You know you ain’t bout it, your girl on my Johnson Go hanging with , say nothing around her DMing my Instagram, want me to pound her? Come with them thousands, I flood you with ounces I used to be jacking straight out public housing Run in your shop and we jump on the counter Thumbin through hundreds with no money counter Buy a new whip, I equip with equipment My trunk hard to get and she like how it’s sounding Mastered the chickens, she really gets down I don’t get tired, meaning no time for lounging I dont get tired Hit me in my whip, that bitch nasty Bad bitch, but her attitude nasty Ooh ooh she the swoop, dont kiss her, that bitch nasty Im just lookin for some thots, bitch Im nasty Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Thats my song ho, thats my song ho Me and lil mama gon eat each other out, and that’s a 69 And I swear to god that’s the only time she ain’t a dime Baby girl, let’s make a porno, you are the star case Marco walked in, clean as fuck, tryna do the nasty Rich Homie say she the swoop And I want that head long, head like a droop She want that mother nature, rain on her roof And then she with my dog like ruff Hey, swagging like, she a natnat, leave her in the dark, termite Suck my pipe, like a motherfucking J at night Swagger right, check, ay And I got a black ho with a long neck Give me head better than Becky Hit me in my whip, that bitch nasty Bad bitch, but her attitude nasty Ooh ooh she the swoop, dont kiss her, that bitch nasty Im just lookin for some thots, bitch Im nasty Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Nasty, nasty, nasty, ooh ooh thats my song ho Thats my song ho, thats my song ho

Tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they done created Ooh Mario I got real runnin through my veins I put VVSs in my chains Remain the same and change up domain And most these niggas change up for change I’m just sayin tell them pussy niggas take a look at what created Tell the hoes take a look at what they done created Tell the cops they gon start chaos if they raid it Commanding war, made somebody bleed Now I ain’t worry bout you gettin past these fuckin bouncers Tell the critics that they talkin bout the fuckin founder Tell Scott Im on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin faded Call your mama, Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it Came from the ground to the top, uh Im bout to rob me some rocks, uh Im ’bout to set up a shop, uh Im bout to buy back the block, uh I got respect for the Wop, uh First nigga gave me a knot, uh I put some keys in the pot, uh She got Versace on her crotch, uh Its purple, but this is not Watson, uh I make that bitch squirt, its a thot, uh I turn a lil bitch to a lot, uh My watch on the floor, need a mop, uh Rob Jack if he come out the box, uh I got a tail on, its a fox, uh Im banging that fire, fox, uh My bitch get wild, uh Bloody cross on like a pastor Cooking fish scale with no batter-er-er-er Chains on me like Jerry Springer beads, ay I repent for my sins everyday I got real runnin through my veins I put VVSs in my chains Remain the same and change up domain And most these niggas change up for change You keep playin and you get knocked off I hate to say it but Im ready for the pop off Got lil mama outta drama, Im talking topped off She said she ready, lets get it, I got combos Im talkin jumbo, eat me up like mumbos Beat it up, got me jumpin off the top rope Beat it up, got me slidin off the sliding board Leave it stuck, man, lil shawty aint cleaned out though I got my money up and I heard that you want some Nigga moon walkin, Michael Jackson moves I got latitude, I got gratitude And if you look up at the moon, youll see my attitude I got real runnin through my veins I put VVSs in my chains Remain the same and change up domain And most these niggas change up for change Im just sayin tell them pussy niggas take a look at what created Tell the hoes take a look at what they done created Tell the cops they gon start chaos if they raid it Commanding war, made somebody bleed Now I aint worry bout you gettin past these fuckin bouncers Tell the critics that they talkin bout the fuckin founder Tell Scott Im on the way, Im gettin fuckin faded Call your mama, Thugger, tell her that you fuckin made it Yeah, I got real runnin through my veins I heard they tryna find us out in Vegas Different frames, I got fifty shades I called my dad and told him that we made it Lately, Ive been riding in a Ghost So much stress, they thinking that Im gonna overdose You talk shit, and you get comatose All this money, we gon need a vault My bitch is bad, so designer, she gon need it C at the bottom of her feet like she Jesus Pussy water, so Im seasick And we done made it out the struggle, best believe it , ayy I got real runnin through my veins I put VVSs in my chains Remain the same and change up domain And most these niggas change up for change Im just sayin tell them pussy niggas take a look at what created Tell the hoes take a look at what they done created Tell the cops they gon start chaos if they raid it Commanding war, made somebody bleed Now I aint worry bout you gettin past these fuckin bouncers Tell the critics that they talkin bout the fuckin founder Tell Scott Im on the way, Im gettin fuckin faded Call your mama, Thugger, tell her that you fuckin made it

High lights Tell my baby Im back in town High lights Tell everybody Im back in town High lights Tell my baby Im back in town High lights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to only be highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to only be highlights I wanna play with you all night long Then after tonight Can we play that back one time? And after that night Im gon wanna play this shit back, I dont know Sometimes Im wishin that my dick had GoPro So I could play that shit back in slo-mo I just shot an amateur video; I think I should go pro We only makin the highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to be only be highlights I wanna play with you all night long Then after tonight I bet me and Ray J would be friends If we aint love the same bitch Yeah, he might have hit it first Only problem is Im rich Youve got to get up every morning Youve got to get up every morning I live my life on the highlights Youve got to get up every morning With a smile on your face And show the world that youve got love in your heart Oh no, gotta play this shit back And eventually theres gon be so many niggas pool party on the weekend, thats the business Theres one white girl told me she hate white cock Thats when I knew hip hop was the new rock When you know you gotta keep your business zip-locd Cause the nigga still got her Gucci flip-flops take her on a c-cold adventure Old bitches know I put the dick on they dentures Might tell em Lexington Steele is my mentor Famous people act so damn pretentious, huh? What she need is an hour of some inches, huh? Got a thick dick hopping on some trenches, huh? Got the Fruit of Islam in the trenches. huh? Even though they know Yeezus is a Christian, huh? She spent a whole check on some Christians, huh? And that bitch aint even religious, huh? Im respected, Im way too prestigious Yall motherfuckers throwing bows like Riddick Crack coke, crack sale, white niggas got mail Might drop a baby line and call that shit Pastel Walkin, livin, breathin, god, you know my past well Hard to believe in God, your nigga got killed Bad bitches fuckin Rob, though he overweight I wish my trainer would, tell me what I overate So when Im on vacay, I need to kick back Hah, huh, what you want? Want a boss or an R&B nigga with a six pack? I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need at least seven days with Chloe Sevigny Since I saw Brown Bunny, it aint never been the same I aint gon tell ya that Ive never been a lame, but Ever since with Hov, I got that Roc-A-Fella chain Man, shit just changed, shit just changed My nigga Dame said lets get this change Get this thing, iPhone thing Hop on then I hit We only makin the highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to be only be highlights I want to play with you all night long Then after the night I want to play with you all night long Then after the night We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to be only be highlights

Ooo mama, Thugger want that punana Switcharoo, I know, I know what to do on her On the moon when I take off on the shroom mama Looney Tune flyin, whip it, whats your groove mama? All my niggas outside, your niggas aint here, bruh Your bitch say my dick that new fashion trend, bruh All this money, all these hundreds, damn its endless Ooo mama, Thugger want that punana Switcharoo, I know, I know what to do on her On the moon when I take off on the shroom mama Looney Tune flyin, whip it, whats your groove mama? All my niggas outside, your niggas aint here, bruh Your bitch say my dick that new fashion trend, bruh All this money, all these hundreds, damn its endless Ooo mama, Thugger want that punana Switcharoo, I know, I know what to do on her On the moon when I take off on the shroom mama Looney Tune flyin, whip it, whats your groove mama?

Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah Oh, no, no, hold on, yeah I was havin a dream I was whippin a Rolls-Royce And I bought everything that I want Turned to Martin Luther King overnight Martin Luther King overnight, ayy I was dead broke, hustlin off the steps Now I rock water like Im Michael Phelps, yeah Black diamonds, Black History Month Turned to Martin Luther King overnight I was just rollin the dice, huh I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew I aint give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side I pray to God I die off in my sleep I pray my deaf brother dont run into the police Cause you tellin him to put his hands up, he cant hear Aint goin for deceased These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head like Stony Ima gon tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni Spent all my tour money on the ring Told em, Go head, get everything they fuckin see, yeah I grew my shit like Im Mad Dog I got a white and a black dog I spent my day on Adderall Look in my face, Im on Adderall Shawty more P than a Madden ball Suck on that cat, Im the baddest, dawg This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce Yeah, gon pop a bean, John Bean Paris fashion week shoppin spree, on me Hundred thousand dollars, thats big Célines on me You better not have to OD on me, ayy Lets go to people town Put somethin in your account, bae Now you dont need me around, yeah She want me to play and I aint with it Yeah, gon gon ring around Sing to her like Sean Garrett I know my woes ready Tell me your card info She dont got no ego Loosen up her backbones Bendin her hardwood floors Pussy wonderful Uh, I came from rags to riches She dont got time to clash with bitches She buyin bags for bitches Im bout to spazz, just listen I dont finish last, I win it, huh I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah I bought a Jag with a Hemi, skrrt I throw a flag on these bitches, skrrt I wrapped up the last of these bitches Foreign tags and American Bring me a milli, Ill marry her, yeah I was havin a dream I was whippin a Rolls-Royce And I bought everything that I want Turned to Martin Luther King overnight Martin Luther King overnight, ayy I was dead broke, hustlin off the steps Now I rock water like Im Michael Phelps, yeah Black diamonds, Black History Month Turned to Martin Luther King overnight My dream just started workin Come ride with me and itll be gifts and curses I see you, drinkin syrup, I see you workin I see you- I can see that ass from the front, it done got big on me You can sit a cup on it and you can bid on it Real pimp, no jabroni, Im not gon sit on it Tour around the whole wo-o-orld, bands on me Got a whole lot of Ms on me, ya dig? Whole lot of Ms on me Big body Benz on me Ride Bentley trucks on E Bless you sneeze on me Lamborghini luxury Lamborghini merch on me Lamborghini Merci, Merci Lamborghini murk-a, murk-a Lamborghini wife with me Lamborghini price increased Ayy, four hundred bitches Thats why I live You just said free my bro , now he back on in the Pen You aint ever cracked a seal , then you got a deal I was havin a dream I was whippin a Rolls-Royce And I bought everything that I want Turned to Martin Luther King overnight Martin Luther King overnight, ayy I was dead broke, hustlin off the steps Now I rock water like Im Michael Phelps, yeah Black diamonds, Black History Month Turned to Martin Luther King overnight It wasnt like you had my back, no Homie, you not have a whole spine Didnt ever wanna admit to the fact That your baby boy was contemplatin dyin In the dream, yeah, I done seen you cryin Dream dont compare to what I done seen They tried to kill me for nothin Tell her yeah she got it bussin Think about everybody else I think once to myself, I think once to myself Only blamma to the left Im up in the booth by myself Never came for the fame, no Im the same nigga, the same goals Niggas hatin for these lame hoes Put that pussy on me, she been tamed though Actavis got me dreamin, Martin Luther, huh Rolls-Royces and diamonds, they wet like coochie Boo right here sittin with a K full of kick like Bruce Lee And I, ah, ah, jewelry, yeah, I got a line on that jewelry Bitch on that, ayy, ayy, Malcolm X, tryna shoot me Screamin that, uh, got babies up in that dually cruiser You juugin, you blessed, at your scene, blew bankroll like usual They chasin the belt, Im goin so fast it look like theyre in neutral I was havin some lean She wanna play with that Charlie Sheen Put that bitch on a bean She steady dreamin bout lots of tings, she want lots of tings Yeah, Im smokin a bag and killed that cat like curiosity All night I buy some rings and swear by me Cut

Some people say its folly, but Id rather have the lolly With money, you can make a smash There is nothing quite as wonderful as money, money, money, money There is nothing like a newly minted pound Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker Its accountancy that makes the world go round, round, round, round You can keep your Marxist ways, for its only just a phase Money, money, money makes the world go round Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles I go military boys with the angles Gotta upgrade the stars outer space for me Lotta blue cash in a rubber band Mount it up her ass, she in Barbie land Tropicana diamonds, rock em by the tens Im just drinkin Act, Kurt Cobain Money on your dawg and go bust his brains Leave him on the sidewalk like he gettin a tan I grow micro-soft drinkin oxygen Bitch, I been a boss since a god damn kid Hop out on the block with a AK, make him do the cha-cha-cha I rode the Dropbox with your bae and I got my rocks off, woo She sucked the socks off of me and they was Gucci I bent her over in the Bentley Spur and I didnt eat her coochie Im livin life as a pimp Ill put a bitch on your shrimp Im high in the sky like a blimp Ooh, Ill cop a Rolls Royce first attempt Whats the definition of real? Yeah, yeah, yeah When you kneel, yeah, yeah, yeah You just showin you steal, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles I go military boys with the angles Gotta upgrade the stars outer space for me Lotta blue cash in a rubber band Mount it up her ass, she in Barbie land Tropicana diamonds, rock em by the tens Im just drinkin Act, Kurt Cobain Fresh to death, Gucci on my tomb My chopper sing, it need autotune Bad bitch in my hotel room Take a perky right before we fuck, then act a fool Sad money, I got blue face diamonds Im at the top and Im gonna keep on climbin I got a gun on my hip, no silence I want these niggas to hear the violence Momma told me, Dont trust nobody Damn, momma, you seen it coming Thats why I dont keep this heat for nothin Try me, then youre gettin one Plus one and a couple more, uh 30 shots when I am all done Right, right? Did I do the math right? Stomp em out, wrath in my Rafs, feel my wrath Monte Carlo, big sharks on my ankles I drape out all my broads, Cartier bangles I go military boys with the angles Gotta upgrade the stars outer space for me Lotta blue cash in a rubber band Mount it up her ass, she in Barbie land Tropicana diamonds, rock em by the tens Im just drinkin Act, Kurt Cobain Money, money, money makes the– Money, money, money makes the– Money, money, money makes the world go round Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money Money

Yeah, yeah, yeah I might die from all these chains choking me in my sleep I been travelin with the chete like lil Savage wit me Last night I had a 15, it was 12, on me Tryin to get rid of me, but I wont go Favorite noise is when we sexing Baby, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-oooh-oh-oooh Mmm, put a lear inside the sky, hunnid thousand some feet Chrome hearts covering my eyes, Yeezy boosts on my feet We get high fly through the clouds, Im as high as can be Forgiatos on my ride, gettin that money like Meech Diamonds all under my chin, you gon know these VVs I been cashin out on drip, this Supreme Louis V I just popped another pill, pour that lean in the peach Hope my cousin get his appeal, make it back to these streets Floatin through the atmosphere, I am out of your reach I aint have to sign no deals, still got hunnids on me Coupe with 24 inch rims on that Big Bentley B Run inside the crib, treat this bitch like a suite I might die from all these chains choking me in my sleep I keep stackin all these backends, keep my bitches on fleek Last night, I had a 15, so there was 12 on me Now-ooh-ooh, bring the love right back, yeah Got a million off a bando, ooh I got the team racks now, ooh Im tired of riskin my soul Plain jane on the bust down Rep the set, Im gon get down I make sure you wake up like a Bachelorette Sprinter or tour bus, we got used to that Nappin on a jet, cause we barely rest Plain Jane AP, I put ice in that Probably on X and that angel dust I got a little coke, what you want, but you gotta use your nose Yeah, light brown diamonds on my wrist like Corona I hopped on the jet with a stick We big as the law when we rich My partners are doin the dash Yeah, I be getting jet lash I put the tint on the tag I dont do the clearance tags Wont wear the same thing, Im a brat I ran up this money, no lack Im tired of the backstabs Put that dick in her abs like Oooooh Wont you bring on my lovin back here You-you see that ho? You better not fall in love with me Aint got a caution tape, round all this hole, baby girl You better not fall in love with me Im runnin back just how she backflips Oh baby, I know she back there lookin like Ooh-ooh-oooooooh Better not fall in love with me

Yall aint gon fuck with me Yall aint gon fuck with me Yall aint gon fuck- ayy Yall aint gon fuck with me Yall aint gon fuck with me Ayy I just might spend a whole milli I just might throw to the ceilin I just might spend a lil dub today I just might spend a lil twenty I just might spend a lil million I just might fork up a billion I just might come out there broke today I just might come out with fifty I just might come out with hunnas I might just turn to a stunna, woah I might look like anacondas I might fuck my homies mama I might dress up like a hunter I might pull up in a Honda I just might get to these riches I might go broke with these bitches Whippin the dope, ride the pot like a peg Nigga got the whole rock under my feet, no Pro Ked These bitches like when I go crazy, I swear I go crazy like spazz Nigga could never be none of you, never ever, youre not it Consider our street soldiers, run with the wooly Lil Mexico lingo lingo Yes I got a will, but youre not included All because youre not cutthroat Yes I got bales in the pantry Yes I got pounds in the attic I dont like you Yes Ima turn my head on you like you a lil faggot If I ever take a trip to the chain gang you know they embracin lil homie The warden on me, they pourin on me You think its a dream, you blurry on me My skin is tatted, you can tour on it Matter fact you can explore on it You should go down on your numbers, my nigga You overexaggeratin, plural on it I just might spend a whole milli I just might throw to the ceilin I just might spend a lil dub today I just might spend a lil twenty I just might spend a lil million I just might fork up a billion I just might come out there broke today I just might come out with fifty I just might come out with hunnas I might just turn to a stunna, woah I might look like anacondas I might fuck my homies mama I might dress up like a hunter I might pull up in a Honda I just might get to these riches I might go broke with these bitches I just let you feel on it, I just let you feel on it I just let you feel on it, I just let you feel on it I just want you never to stop, shit I just want you never to stop, shit I just want you baby, baby, got you on the bed, bed Dont ever stop, dont ever stop, shit I just might, I just might, I just might, I just might, I just might, I just might, hit that tommorow Oh, I dive in the sky, I really believe I can fly I be like Hurry and buy I fucked em both Im connivin Im an angel in the sky I look down on the drive bys Hundred bands inside of my pants YSL loaded I dont like gold jewelry no more Put it up like a trophy, Im the coldest Smell like flowers, shes the bomb I just call her Lotus Dick get hard on her butt My nickname Hokus Pokus I just might spend a whole milli I just might throw to the ceilin I just might spend a lil dub today I just might spend a lil twenty I just might spend a lil million I just might fork up a billion I just might come out there broke today I just might come out with fifty I just might come out with hunnas I might just turn to a stunna, woah I might look like anacondas I might fuck my homies mama I might dress up like a hunter I might pull up in a Honda I just might get to these riches I might go broke with these bitches

I asked my ex why she lied to me She told me, Unfoonk, why you play me? I told that bitch please stop lyin Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, its my time Its Slime Mob til the death of me Dont say you love me if you wont kill for me I see my haters on the sideline Heavy told me Im in top five Mob ties, reached a mil I did that shit without a deal I swear to God Im in tears I gotta tell you how it feel I keep the glizzy on the side of me I know these niggas plan on robbin me And please tell these niggas dont try Play with me, get put on FOX 5 I got a bad bitch rollin in a high Told that bitch is she gon ride or die? She looked me in my eyes, said, Foonk, baby, Im slidin Then peaced me up and said, Baby, Im ridin with Slime I asked my ex why she lied to me She told me, Unfoonk, why you play me? I told that bitch please stop lyin Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, its my time Its Slime Mob til the death of me Dont say you love me if you wont kill for me I see my haters on the sideline Heavy told me Im in top five Everything slime, keep it real My nigga guard me with a shield I keep this Draco, nigga, pardon how you talk to me I swear to God, Im in tears My ex can only see me virtually Keep this shit one thousand Jimmy trousers, Chrome Heart transparent 2010, first murder cost bout ten Racks just to spend, you can tell by the way I grin And I been Chrome Heartin it, fuck is a bargain? Came in this bitch with twins, my nigga, no Mr. Rogers I ran up me some racks and put my ho in a Rari Got a forty-pointer bracelet on my wrist, Im sorry I aint tryna do you like that But you took my dawg, and then my dawg get her body right I can get him killed twenty times cause my money righteous Niggas cant walk a mile in my fuckin Nikes, yeah I asked my ex why she lied to me She told me, Unfoonk, why you play me? I told that bitch please stop lyin Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, its my time Its Slime Mob til the death of me Dont say you love me if you wont kill for me I see my haters on the sideline Heavy told me Im in top five Mob ties, reached a mil I did that shit without a deal I swear to God Im in tears I gotta tell you how it feel

Been had it, ain’t bragging We gettin’ money like Meech now I’m having more power than politics Fifty killers in each town Can’t even remember my first bitch Got turnt out by my first lick Man I got all my same partners I love my niggas, I’ll never cross ‘em Whoever shot at Bank shouldn’t have did that I’ma send some shots where your kids at Big Bank came out the womb with it Sweep these pussies, got my broom ready Just bought a 30 for my 40 hundred round For my choppers, tell a pussy nigga go’n get ready Strapped up right now, 40 in the booth with me I ain’t even trusting my engineer Might say ‘voila’, make a nigga disappear My granny always told me can’t live by fear If a nigga want smoke, this shit right here You really want smoke, this shit right here Keep throwing the rocks and hidin your hand Nigga gon get your wrist chopped Keep hiding, pussy nigga get your bitch popped Against all odds, Big Bank like you 2Pac Slime shit, triple cross is how the crew rock I get involved so deeply I can’t even get one of my feet out Boy, that shit thicker than gator mud She go to sleep and I creep out I got them birds and them beaks out Suck on my dog with his leash out 60k to get my teeth out I got some kush, pull the leaf out Couple bad bitches, we ready for ‘em My Rolex gold, I’m a leprechaun That shit ain’t right, that bitch stepping on Got on ice, no pneumonia Came up on the corner I came up, Im so honored Another level 70k for the show, check the schedule Hear ‘em fucked up lil bitch, what it cost? Least gotta get a hundred P’s A hundred P’s, I got to get ‘em I’m in the kitchen whipping up the babies Now my niggas and my bitches ride with em Nautical boat, riding with these choppers, bitch Balenciaga’s, bitch I’m allergic to seafood These lil shrimps need to stop it, bitch Yeah, nigga, Aquafina And my boy got lots of ninas All my Rolex’s iced out, penguins Make these bitches suck up all the semens We on go, nigga, stop it Swear I’ma hit like Stojaković My nigga put one in your dome with me We do it without using phones either My bitch so wet like she came off a boat And these niggas know I do genometry Call my bumble, babies squeeze me like sandwiches Put the whole dick up in her, she handle it I’ma take this bitch as far as it go Fuck around and you get found with the blow Showed a bitch a million K like I know And if she try to take it, she got to go Can’t get involved too deeply Can’t set myself up for letdowns Get on them bars, get sleepy Grab a lil bitch and go lay her down Can’t even remember my weekend Barely can get up the next day All I know that I stay getting paid Chain on the floor by my Michael Js Couple lil bitches was ready Chopper on side of me ready One in the head, that bitch ready Did you not think I was ready? I just told Ray this shit ready Got to go’n push it on out to the block Got to go’n push it on out to the street Whatever, do it heavy, young nigga be ready We be like bitch I gotta get 100 P’s A hundred P’s, I got to get ‘em Give a fuck what my niggas done did Cause wrong or right, a nigga riding with ‘em 24 7, riding with this chopper bitch Riding with this chopper, yeah We can afford some problems, yeah I can afford some problems Be the one, I’ll lay you down Bad bitches, I just lay ‘em down No emotions, I can’t play around Pop was gone, I made my way around Through the city, money got to get it Francis was out shooting dice with me My bitch she wanted me home with her Texting her, talking on phones with her I fuck with you but the way a nigga fuck with you Make it seem like I don’t fuck with you I don’t hit your phone all the time You say it make you feel like you ain’t on my mind How the fuck is you ain’t on my mind When I just went and helped you go and flip a dime Why the fuck is these bitches ungrateful Must be doin’ somethin under the table All of my niggas they ready Y’all some pussies, you scary All on the internet telling Tryna have a real nigga jailing The shit ‘round my neck so heavy I’ma keep drippin’ sauce spaghetti Oh that why they mad huh Don’t like how I sag huh Pockets full of cash huh Hit your bitch from the back huh Skeeted in her face yeah I know that you hate that I’m sorry, I can’t take it back Real niggas they relate to that Any nigga that record when it’s time for gangster shit He the police And I fucked your boss man’s baby mama Same hotel for four weeks Never sent a lil boy to take care of grown man business If I was you I’d be mad at me too so I ain’t trippin’ Ridin’ solo in a drop top through the city Hah, it’s Dolph

Woo Appreciate it, Thugger, slime, you dig King Slime, ha, you dig I know they hate that Turn it up, hey Alex, what it do? She done came in my life and tried to destroy it Every time I lay eyes on her, I just wanna fuck her Just put my lil baby in her, she had an abortion Even though we love each other, we cant show emotions Now she see me turned up, now she looking at a fortune Every time I put out something new, I get an endorsement Im tryna go to the lot, buy his and hers new Porsches Marry her for one year, then Im gonna get divorced quick No Aston Martin, I come through in Porsches Let down the roof, I just had an abortion Come from the ghetto, cocaine on my Forces Bursting the pedal, Im screeching them Forges Cant go to sleep when Im behind the wheel In the FN Im gripping, Im slipping, Im sorry Her momma be telling me Kevin, do better Im thuggin, cant help it, Im cautious Bad chick looking all small, I dont get tired I just pull up, lamb skin on the inside Bae, I been hurt, this shit aint personal Lean I be sipping, just bought me a personal Convicted felon, of course there some things I cant tell you about And you know how we lurking Two in the morning while up in the passenger, kush in my lungs Lick your lips, we be flirting Nose by your kneecaps, look baby, no swerving You say Im flyer than Julius Erving Cant fall in love, Im too scared you gon hurt me Go back to prison, bae, you might desert me Grind hard in the trap with the I be serving Police pull us over, no talking, they searching Arrogant swagger, no lights camera action If I was offensive, I said it on purpose She done came in my life and tried to destroy it Every time I lay eyes on her, I just wanna fuck her Just put my lil baby in her, she had an abortion Even though we love each other, we cant show emotions Now she see me turned up, now she looking at a fortune Every time I put out something new, I get an endorsement Im tryna go to the lot, buy his and hers new Porsches Marry her for one year, then Im gonna get divorced quick Yeah, whats bracking? Tie that rag round your head like a Taliban Jewelry loud, ambulance Birds flying, Peter Pan Who the man? Im the man Stunna man, hundred bands in every pocket, fam Shrimps and crabs, designer pants Lobster crabs with them crab cakes 40 bands in them Bathing Apes Check in, come and get a dinner plate Stomach fat cause I already ate Work the clock straight from 8 to 8 Move that work like a landscape No vacation its a pay-cation Half a bill and they still hating Birds connect, nigga, from A to Z And I can send for them bandos Big cash strap so they no not to play with me And I can send em off in your honor All they gotta do is say the word Rolling dice on that curb When the pig bye-bye, we shoot birds I be the Birdman, bitch, you heard, blatt She done came in my life and tried to destroy it Every time I lay eyes on her, I just wanna fuck her Just put my lil baby in her, she had an abortion Even though we love each other, we cant show emotions Now she see me turned up, now she looking at a fortune Every time I put out something new, I get an endorsement Im tryna go to the lot, buy his and hers new Porsches Marry her for one year, then Im gonna get divorced quick Pull up at the Embassy suite and swap out some head I got hoes from different seasons, I swear they change like a bitch Im a dinosaur B, my pants cold, on my phone is a nick Get naked just like the DAngelo, yeah, yeah, you a lick Baby girl know not to get comfortable On any given day, she look hunchable Im a Blood with them birds like the Cardinals Yeah, no game, no carnivals No Snoop Dogg, but she boneable Im a ninja like Raphael Jim Jones, tell a baby Im capo Baby, pop that pussy like a Snapple Yeah, pop, pop that pussy My ring cost a whole lot of money and it kushy No treat me like no packed out club, boy, dont push me Have your head ready for the mistress You just cut my heart with a bushes Blowing white paper, no goodies If that nigga talk, he a wussy Ill shoot that pussy, cause She done came in my life and tried to destroy it Every time I lay eyes on her, I just wanna fuck her Just put my lil baby in her, she had an abortion Even though we love each other, we cant show emotions Now she see me turned up, now she looking at a fortune Every time I put out something new, I get an endorsement Im tryna go to the lot, buy his and hers new Porsches Marry her for one year, then Im gonna get divorced quick I can never play with these lil bitches If I fuck her, gotta pay these bitches Running with Thugger, running up digits Hundred dollar bills stacked like four midgets Got a camel toe, then you know she a pigeon Got a lot of hoes, and my sack be religious Go down real low, and I might just kiss it Hit me in Atlanta station, just my twist it Pull up in the Aston Martin, dabbin, sorry You cant even call or get my digits She gorgeous Came in my life and she tryna destroy it Shes so spoiled In front of her face and I just cant ignore her We gotta stick together like dinosaurs You gotta be gentle, you cant be too rough You know, I been through so much shit with girls, you know Its like Im cold hearted I dont feel shit, yeah, dont blame me Blame your bitch She done came in my life and tried to destroy it Every time I lay eyes on her, I just wanna fuck her Just put my lil baby in her, she had an abortion Even though we love each other, we cant show emotions Now she see me turned up, now she looking at a fortune Every time I put out something new, I get an endorsement Im tryna go to the lot, buy his and hers new Porsches Marry her for one year, then Im gonna get divorced quick

See you peepin out the peep hole Gamblin with your life, nigga, Cee-Lo Three stripes and theyre all green gold Three strikes in a row mean go And you die slow, oh Nigga, die slow I screamed when I saw the titties on Janet Jackson Im screamin from the top of the planet They first saw my swag, they was laughin But my bitch bad, she leavin damage Im higher than a mothafuckin ladder Im ballin, Im ballin on all you scrubs Got you ridin in your foreign, you livin it up Fronts 21s and the backs on them dubs Jeffery got a mink on, he look like a cub Ridin in the Rozay away from the world Oasis on and Im feelin a grudge Oasis on when Im seein you girl Oasis on and Im seein the dust Oasis on and Im feelin like water Oasis on when Im servin the plugs Oasis on when Im servin these drugs Off white molly, I sniff it off her All of yall on hold on while I tangle my buzz All white hoes puttin dick in their guts All type of hoes puttin dick in their guts Bad black hoes, they drinkin the cum Told her when she cum I wanna drink a lil some Molly bite down, man, I need me some gum Cop me a Sudan Ima gon turn up a bomb Now when you slide on me, you slide on me You slide on peace out, yeah Thats a free slide on me, first times on me Next time wont be, oh, yeah, yeah For your mentality you play ball You run 5 on 5 least three times a week Glen Park down the street Waitin on you to tire Retire with victory, play so savagely Always fighting with them you grew up with When you lose you dont cry but you lowkey sad to see If we cut like some champions youll redeem yourself Youll sleep happily, uh-haha, smiling Im still working while you dream pop I could never let a scene stop smilin on me I dont think they get the point pop They forgettin that its me, akh Akhi tell em I aint gone, wallahi Im just all day running numbers How the fuck you think I live? Too many heads waitin for my downfall Theyre like somethings gotta give Boys in the building give me updates like they know the weather If you aint in the streets you cant see the sky, Im out here I could see the sky and its paradise On the regular Now when you slide on me, you slide on me You slide on peace out, yeah Thats a free slide on me, first times on me Next time wont be, oh yeah This is for when you change your mind and slide back this way This is for that night when set backs wont let that much fade Guess you cant blame the ones you choose

Whoa Kenny Came to the top of the mountain like a lion Im tryna see what the business Came from the block and right now its that time I made it out of the trenches Never look back, I aint pressin rewind Thank God for the way that Im livin I never slipped off my pivot and I can tell you how I did it I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars From the beginning I played my part, I left the game a permanent scar Yeah, I left the game a permanent scar, yeah, yeah Money callin everybody round me, way in Abu Dhabi eatin fisheyes Takin dabs at a seven star hotel, at the top the penthouse Wine and dine on a big roof, we go monkey like a chimpanzee The dogs with me, yeah Kenzu I was fuckin gettin sucked up by a three nothin less than two They was all tens, nothin they wouldnt do For me, nor the whole crew cause they know we all players, no suits YSL the slime, we not Saint Laurent They dont respect your mind when you born blood Ridin in a Benzo, with a Maybach on the pillows I put Balenciaga on my boxers, hands on the trigger I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars From the beginning I played my part, I left the game a permanent scar Got a gangster bitch and she so 100, she dont even speak English You aint talkin bout money, you aint talkin bout nothin, we dont speak the same language My bank account got a large amount, two bad bitches in the Bentley truck We dont do no cappin, my whole team havin I done figured out thats why they envy us Im in a Sprinter van, you on a city bus And we dont tote .380s, yeah, we glizzied up No matter where Im at, Im throwin sixes up You cant do no track cause you aint real enough All in first class, we finna live it up On the way to the bag, I aint givin up For a couple racks you gon give it up, yeah, hey Hi-Tech with the Wockhardt, livin life like a rockstar I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars From the beginning I played my part, I left the game a permanent scar Came from Reebok to Versace, I upgraded from Huaraches You set the bar and I top it They cant knock it, they know we the hottest I collected way too many bodies I think Thug gave me too many thousands I pull up in that Benz with the highlands I get lost in my house, you cant find me Ima fuck her so good, now she cant find no other I done mastered this shit, I come straight from the gutter I done mastered this shit so Im used to this shit For a verse I got ten, gave it straight to my brother Did a verse for a ten, gave it straight to my brother, yeah Ima say it like that, know you heard me, yeah I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars From the beginning I played my part, I left the game a permanent scar

What up RH Quan what up Guwop baby Oh my God Im trippin, oh my God Im lazy Yous a bitch nigga , Ima rich nigga Make your wish nigga, Ima prince nigga We ready for shootouts , we dont dodge em nigga Need about 15 bucks with this carbon nigga Whole team eatin, we not starving nigga Plus my bitch and car, it stay foreign nigga Got a bitch from Magic City who wanna ride him Gotta be loaded just to ride him MC Hammer would love to ride her Trina Slip and Slide on it Got burglar bars up on the spot woadie No dudes, we just want woadettes Bought that bitch a 20 thousand dollar Rolex Now when you see her in public Her ego on flex Aye Quan What up round? She suck me sleep, She suck me sleep whenever she come in town Baby girl that swoop, Baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down Plus she wanna fuck me cause I order up the ones by the motherfuckin pound Plus just chase after the motherfuckin paper Cha-cha-chasin after motherfuckin paper Lets just chase after the motherfuckin paper Ha -cha-chasin after motherfuckin paper We gone chase after the motherfuckin paper He gone chase after the motherfuckin paper She gone chase after the motherfuckin paper Real niggas chase after the motherfuckin paper Made myself a legend, signed a bunch of legends Made a half a million dollars, Bouldercrest and Gresham If you a bitch then they gone disrespect you You a lame them niggas gone press you Got a pistol but that dont impress me Im the nigga that killed your nephew This right here a banger, I aint talkin bout no singer Put A hole in a stranger cause Guwop dont run from danger Gucci Mane ball like an athlete, Nigga I might break your ankles Someone call El Chapo, Tell him Guwop said Im thankful Gucci Mane rock with vatos, Carbon 15s I got those Big buck shots I bust those, I leave a doughnut hole in your uncle Told the plug send em nigga vamos , 150 bricks send pronto Re-rocking squares in my condo and I dont give a fuck if my Ma know Aye Quan , what up round? She suck me sleep, She suck me sleep whenever she come in town Baby girl that swoop , Baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down Plus she wanna fuck me cause I order up the ones by the motherfuckin pound Plus just chase after the motherfuckin paper Cha-cha-chasin after motherfuckin paper Lets just chase after the motherfuckin paper Cha-cha -chasin after motherfuckin paper We gone chase after the motherfuckin paper He gone chase after the motherfuckin paper She gone chase after the motherfuckin paper Real niggas chase after the motherfuckin paper Im tired cause I been chasin after motherfuckin paper Givin all my niggas high 5s, gettin tired of ballin on em like the Lakers And all the bitches say I get around, like the equator I can feel when a hater make a sound, vibration Im chasin motherfuckin paper Fuck what a hater got to say bout me Im a real big dog, wont play bout me Im In the coupe, and it blue Go fast Like zoom and the engine in the back And that bitch came with juice She the Swoop She the Swoop, I been hit that Aye Quan What up round? She suck me sleep, She suck me sleep whenever she come in town Baby girl that swoop, Baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down Plus she wanna fuck me cause I order up the ones by the motherfuckin pound Plus just chase after the motherfuckin paper Cha-cha-chasin after motherfuckin paper Lets just chase after the motherfuckin paper Ha cha-chasin after motherfuckin paper We gone chase after the motherfuckin paper He gone chase after the motherfuckin paper She gone chase after the motherfuckin paper Real niggas chase after the motherfuckin paper

Club Poppin bottles in the club Fuckin models, doin drugs I cant do this anymore Poppin bottles in the club Fuckin models, doin drugs  And I cant do this anymore  I feel like an animal Woah Damn, let me take my time Was this really meant for me? Pretendin this my last drink I know you wont believe That aint for me Turn it for me Throw that ass in a circle Make me feel like you can Tell me what the future has Tried to hold me back Whyd you show me this? You know I Got problems, when daylight breaks Run from my mistakes Whyd you make me this? You know Im gone Poppin bottles in the club Fuckin models, doin drugs I cant do this anymore Poppin bottles in the club Fuckin models, doin drugs And I cant do this anymore I feel like an animal Woah Poppin these models , exotic models Poppin these pills, poppin these bottles Look down at your watch Its been a good year, old school Monte Carlo Fuck what they thought , we goin up Keep this shit real, Im somethin like a dog, we goin up Long life be my content, we goin up Take that powder like its nonsense, we goin up Fuck on a model until the sun set, whippin it up While they been cherishin that, aint came back, Im keepin it up Poppin bottles in the club Fuckin models, doin drugs I cant do this anymore Poppin bottles in the club Fuckin models, doin drugs And I cant do this anymore I feel like an animal Woah Im livin fast I made too much, you said to give it back But I gave you the keys for a reason And Im lost without you, please dont leave me This shit means so much to me that I wont give up My bag, Im always in it, tryna run it up I got enough for us, so we can roll it up I wanna keep you round, dont wanna fuck it up Dont wanna fuck it up Poppin bottles in the club Fuckin models, doin drugs I cant do this anymore I feel like an animal Fuckin models, doin drugs And I cant do this anymore I feel like an animal Woah

, yeah Say love, I wanna make love with you See me and all of this paper Bad ting, got the million shape-up, huh, oh yeah Say love, dont be a stranger Cause I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time for you Wake up, you dont cover your face up, oh, ooh Makeup, you dont need no makeup, you perfect Say love, I wanna link up, me and you Say less, dont gotta speak on what we gon do I love, love when you send me a text sayin, Boo, come through You love love letters I wrote to you What if I only dream about you? Dont wake up, dont want to, here without you Say love, I wanna make love with you See me and all of this paper Bad ting, got the million shape-up, huh, oh yeah Say love, dont be a stranger Cause I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time for you I had to pay her tuition, the way this lil baby was suckin my nuts I gotta keep this shit pimpin, man, Im never fallin in love with a slut I gotta tell you it was written the way that a young nigga came up, yeah Look at the opps behind us Look at this foreign shit around us I got a slime, yeah, yeah I got a slime , yeah Drinkin on green, yeah, yeah Feel like its pine, yeah, yeah The bitch aint mine, yeah, yeah Her card is declined, yeah, yeah Triple my cups, triple my doses, Im triplin up I got some time to go gamble, Im hittin my point in the book Fuck it, we choose to gamble, girl, but that shit addin up Hop in the trap with a P, we gon stay with an AK and seven Gs How you know its less? I say look how this shit blessed Cause you bust it one time and its two-tone Im tryna stand in that shit like a shoe line Time is the essence, this AP worth ten dimes Tell me you choosin, are you tryna get walked down? You can punch my number like the lunch line You gon see how the wood sound It gon be pullin up I might just hop out, that stick in the tuck Say love, I wanna make love with you See me and all of this paper Bad ting, got the million shape-up, huh, oh yeah Say love, dont be a stranger Cause I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time I got time today, yeah, I got time for you

Pull up and wet up the city dont care bout no feelings I shoot at ya children Pull up and kill him dont care bout no feelings I pop out and shoot at the city Im cooking big birds and chickens I pull up on tons of the tons of the midget Im going far as a star, you afraid of heights, the sky is my limit Your bitch is sweet like a lemon Heeeeeeey, Ima move you up to Beverly but not the center Heeeeeeey, Young Thug gon bite that fish just like its tenders The way Ima give ya number to nare one of my members Hannah Montana, banging a red bandana Ten thousand dollar toe ring right inside of my sandal My bitch She ride with the danner, sheont give no fuck bout no camera She got her a lawyer, not goin to the slammer Plus she did trial in the Phantom Ima pull up, leave it running I walk in the club dont play I snuck the gun in My bitch think she dreaming cuz I grabbed the Tommy she thought that I grabbed on my stomach Cook so much dope its startina look just like Comet, it could make a young kid vomit Catch a damn ho hook her up to phonics, Im speaking ironic You aint nothing but a motherfucking pussy ass bitch A pussy ass bitch Lil fake lil stank ass, pussy ass bitch Pussy ass bitch I done ask around town and they say you a bitch Old punk ass You done walk around the city with your head up high Pussy ass bitch You aint nothing but a pussy Pussy ass bitch You aint nothing but a pussy Pussy ass bitch You aint nothing but a pussy ass nigga lil bitch You aint nuttin but a pussy Pussy ass bitch Punk ass bitch! Ima slide on a pussy ass nigga I dont know yall ride like O-Dogg Bandana on my head, Ima spit in your face Dont make me motherfucking go off Like Pac, get you bitch niggas from around me Got extendo And that AK and tell you coward niggas to ground beef and Im loaded Cause Ima motherfucking hustler any joint you talk about Nigga my nigga I sold it Hold up all my niggas is soldiers You a snake nigga King Cobra And your main bitches deep throat em ha ha You fucking you love her, you cuffing Im thugging with thugger, we both in the gutter If your lil sister acting like a freak then I jump on your mover Ima young motherfucker And aint no nigga in my squad ever been a bitch made nigga And every nigga that you hang with down to your bitch You aint nothing but a motherfucking pussy ass bitch A pussy ass bitch Lil fake lil stank ass, pussy ass bitch Pussy ass bitch I done ask around town and they say you a bitch Old punk ass You done walk around the city with your head up high Pussy ass bitch You aint nothing but a pussy Pussy ass bitch You aint nothing but a pussy Pussy ass bitch You aint nothing but a pussy ass nigga lil bitch You aint nuttin but a pussy Pussy ass bitch Punk ass bitch!

I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up, I be with a different slut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for drugs Then I fell off in the club with a couple girls Then I fell out with my plug, he wasnt keeping up Stacking hundreds, hit the road, thats the trust fund Fall for big bank, no ones Big bank, all hundreds, pussy nigga, no ones Pocket scale, real niggas, and a fucking handgun Im from Clayton County, we bring shooters, nigga, we dont run Come through with it from them baggies, now we selling big bumps Assault rifle 223, we chop you down No diss songs and retweets, just bodies found In and out of town, local joker ass nigga In the club popping Spade by the twenty, nigga Smoking loud, nigga, popping mollys, nigga Your dog just went state, not my nigga But not my niggas We live by the code, mob ties, nigga I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up, I be with a different slut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for drugs Then I fell off in the club with a couple girls Then I fell out with my plug, he wasnt keeping up Stacking hundreds, hit the road, thats the trust fund Fall for big bank, no ones Man, I fell out with my girl, man, I fell out with that bitch Get the hell out of this house, ho, gon and pack your shit Man, I fell out with the plug and I fell out with my homeboy Aint lose sleep about it, tricked out my Jeep about it If I get ten nigga bleached tonight, better not hear a peep about it Fell out off in Onyx, at bout two-twenty, Im smoking chronic Pouring pink tonic, Gucci too turnt, so dropped two Ferraris My life is a mini movie, every days a video Nigga, is you kidding me, cause Gucci Mane got baby choppers Fall out with my baby mama if she said she aint fucking with Waka Versace shades, I see you nigga, I got on these baller glasses Chicken long way, all my pockets, all my hoes compulsive shoppers I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up, I be with a different slut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for drugs Then I fell off in the club with a couple girls Then I fell out with my plug, he wasnt keeping up Stacking hundreds, hit the road, thats the trust fund Fall for big bank, no ones Got them big ol clips inside of them little guns No Nelly, got bands on the Air Force, no ones Im silly, I got Xans, wheres Tar? My car, just made it to me, where I come from aint far For you to see a rich, Im a geek and a monster She wanna suck these sneakers up, she got hunger No, no, I could never beat her up, on my momma But she got more red bottoms than the number one stunna And thats Baby, I would love to help you start a candy lady My mom sprayed me with cherry blossoms now I fuck old ladies And I nut right in them bitches, and have her oh so baby And also baby I fell in love Plus the bottom of her shoes look like she fell in blood I stay sipping, never slipping, but I fell in mud Every time I wake up, I be with a different slut Then I dropped up out of school, soon I fell for drugs Then I fell off in the club with a couple girls Then I fell out with my plug, he wasnt keeping up Stacking hundreds, hit the road, thats the trust fund Fall for big bank, no ones

Ooh-ooh Whoa-oh-whoa Ooh, yeah, ooh I been through a lot So dont try to stop me I been through a lot I been through a lot I been through a lot I been through a lot Im parked in the lot Cause I been through a lot I been through a lot I been through a lot, whoa So dont try to stop me They think that they got me, no But they cannot stop me They cannot stop me No, no they cannot stop me I been through a lot Swear I been through a lot I been through a lot So I skrt out the lot Cause I been through a lot And now Im at the top I been through a lot You wouldnt understand Unless you been through a lot Damn, damn, damn Lil bitch, Im a muthafuckin martian My niggas they bitin, not barkin My brother say bring him a Rari He say he got aim with the warrant I ride in the foreign, you walkin I chop your shit off with the carbon My baby hair pink, she a Barbie I got on six rings like Im Lordy Mama told me stack the cash up! I just need my ice and Jag up Bitch, Im so fresh Im Mick Jagger Bring her to me, Ima bag her Fuck on that bitch and buy that bitch a bag Im strickly like pimping, got it from my dad My belt is by Hermes, I can never sag Im too rich to be mad, Im so glad Im a Jackass like Im Steve-O Im smokin weed cause its legal In other words, I got an address in Cali, oh yeah these hoes Know all about my ego Know all about my people Know all about my b-roll Yeah, these hoes, yeah, these hoes I been through a lot, whoa So dont try to stop me They think that they got me, no But they cannot stop me They cannot stop me No, no they cannot stop me I been through a lot Swear I been through a lot I been through a lot So I skrrt out the lot Cause I been through a lot And now Im at the top I been through a lot You wouldnt understand Unless you been through a lot Damn, damn, damn Now I had a dream I would sell out all my shows Now Im sellin out my shows The baddest hoes front row Teachers said I wouldnt be nada Now I buy my mama Prada No job, no deal Cant explain how it feel Im livin good for real Most couldnt do it Im the one who did it Went from ridin Civic to a BMW All you niggas dubs I want all my dubs 50s and em 100s Boy, Im just livin my dreams Gotta get it by any means Im the King of the Teens Ballin like I had six rings I been through a lot, whoa So dont try to stop me They think that they got me, no But they cannot stop me They cannot stop me No, no they cannot stop me I been through a lot Swear I been through a lot I been through a lot So I skrrt out the lot Cause I been through a lot And now Im at the top I been through a lot You wouldnt understand Unless you been through a lot Damn, damn, damn Let the motherfucka breathe, man Lemme hit my cup Lemme hit my blunt Let the motherfucka breathe for a minute Lil Boat, whats happenin? Okay Okay bool Okay cool I dig Ayy, ayy, ayy Let the streets know that the cash talk If I die Ima tear up the asphalt I got a few Ms, I aint stuntin, cuz Im makin it rain thats a thunderstorm Young boy, put your mama on Young boy, give your brother some He straight in the slammer though Live wonderfully after all Ayy, ayy I swear Ima ballout Im breakin a oddball Im doin it for the cause Bitch, I made myself the boss Bitch, I made myself the boss I been through a lot, whoa So dont try to stop me They think that they got me, no But they cannot stop me They cannot stop me No, no they cannot stop me I been through a lot Swear I been through a lot I been through a lot So I skrrt out the lot Cause I been through a lot And now Im at the top I been through a lot You wouldnt understand Unless you been through a lot Damn, damn, damn

I’m like woo, yeah Yeah Dora in this motherfucker with me I’m like woo, yeah We just gon’ ride the beat Nothing major I’m like woo, yeah It look like some, you know I’m like woo, yeah You know what I’m saying? You know what I’m saying? Got lil Dolly on the side of me We finna to aim at your fuckin’ teeth If you ain’t ‘bout it then you fuckin’ weak Do what you do, don’t fuck with me AK’s and them choppers on my seat Pull up, skrrt, skrrt, excuse me Everybody know who I be Lil Dora from that fuckin’ zone three Determination, dedication Ain’t shit on my brain but fuckin’ motivation I get it from lil’ Thugger, you know relations Grind, grind, grind, that motivation I’m like woo, yeah You know it’s motivation I get it from lil Thugger, grind, grind, motivation I’m like woo, yeah You know it’s motivation I get it from lil Thugger, you know that grind, grind, grind I be grindin’ with my sister on the low, yeah We ain’t running that’s for sure and you know, yeah Bitches play with me and Dora, you gon’ see, yeah I ain’t playin’ with no bitch, I’m in these streets strapped I been grindin’ for some time and I done got it back I been grindin’ for some time, and that’s a fact Been grindin’ all along, fucked up the sack Been grindin’ all along, Thugger gave it back Like a real nigga, yes sir, yes sir, I gave it back I ran up me a big bag and I gave her some racks I pulled up in a new Jag and I hope you don’t slack Me, Ima pop your cap, I’ma pop your nap Niggas shinin’ like they greased up Fuck us, please us, just don’t tease us Bitch, I’m hot without a teacup Ice on dollars make me freeze up Whip the cold off the Remy gun They be tied up, this a one-to-one Itchy finger with my fucking palm Let us fuck, nigga not horny Hell no, sleep with me Give her this wood like a fuckin’ tree I know you miss me and thats so hard for me They wanna see these bloods like they cuttin’ me You sure, come sleep with me You’sa connoisseur you cant be with me Now if you don’t need me, you can be with me Baby girl, baby girl, if you like beef you can be with me, hey You not worth a dime, nah Boy you not like us, you can not be a slime I was thuggin’ on a bus and you can ask around I just did a feature then I charged them ninety-nines Cause if you got dope then you got hope Baby pussy wet as a boat I’mma just tryna stay me afloat And I ran it up and now she know it And my diamonds flawless like I’m Floyd, yeah Thugger Mothafucka Dora and Dolly with me You know what I’m sayin’ We the clan, you dig what I’m sayin’ It’s the real heat right here, you know And that sound like that gon’ do it right there Nothing more important than family My motherfuckin nigga, my la familia to the bone real shit Only thing more important than money is family Do it like, aight same with you, do it with me, woah

Wheezy outta here I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch Im fuckin with Rich cause Im rich I told her Im keepin it rich Yeah, bitch, I cannot Afford you cause you a lil thot-thot I came with two nines like Im Rondo Then I hit the nine with the jackpot Yeah, I got the crockpot Yeah, Im smokin like magmas I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch Pull off in that Lambo quick Hundred racks and a TEC in this bitch Quarter mil on my necklaces Tell your bitch to stop textin me Ive been livin so reckless I done crashed the Bentley But my pockets aint empty Why are you flexin? Its rented I might do the whole dash, for sure The McLaren got suicide doors Im payin cash, no lease She keep the pussy on fleek She keep the Gucci on fleek I fuck her, its nice to meet No, you cant get a bite to eat Chase a check, I dont like to sleep I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch You couldnt even afford a T-Rex Got pointers in all the Rolex She swallow, that shit in her neck I fuck her too good on the X Fuck the police who tryna arrest Tryna make a rich nigga stress Yeah, Im drippin like sweat Niggas aint drippin like that Put 200K in the bag Pull out the latest Maybach YSL aint going out sad Yeah, we on the map Ride with the stick on my lap These lames aint giving me dap You need to get rid of the cap I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch

Pretty baby, I wont lie I can get it right, one try Roll this up and lets skydive I hope you not afraid of heights Cause Im just the truth Rolling like a fool What have I gotten myself into? Hurry up and choose Im in sky, Im in chill With this ice in my ears I walk to a boat out of LIV We shut down apartments with shields I jump off a jet to a buildin I take care of everybody billings I wish they can stop with the killin I bought you the ring, but I aint kneelin Aint tellin my business to Wendy Williams Maintainin shit, I done had six children Somebody else die when you sittin chillin In the prison eatin bread and chili You can kick it in bright linen, real cap peelin Hardbody, this shit get real, ayy I can crack a seal, ayy Yeah, take a bite out the Ritalin All these VVS, now she swallow me down like a pill, yeah, yeah Jewelry water, high in the sky, thats a nosebleed Hide the Rollies and Pateks, dont post these Stack that shit tall as ladders and palm trees, yeah Started off with a lil ranch, now I got a lot of blue cheese I just signed a deal twenty mil, she know not to start with me I let the window down partially Park the Rolls-Royce, had to dodge at least Gotta put half on a car at least Hollywood bitch, Im a star at least Gotta keep the Jeep extra large She promised me the ménage Keep the Dodge Jeep out the garage Keep the black Jeep out the garage Boy, these new jeans Saint Laurent My private jet dont get rust Peanut butter and jelly the guts I pour a four up of Tussin, oh Pretty baby, I wont lie I can get it right, one try Roll this up and lets skydive I hope youre not afraid of heights Cause Im just the truth Rolling like a fool What have I gotten myself into? Hurry up and choose Mafia, run it up, run a couple milli from ya clientele, yeah, yeah Alka-Seltzer plus, serve it to the Js who come daily, yeah Ill be glad when a nigga approach me wantin problems Run it up, nigga chop him up, put him in a grinder like a cow, yeah Outside with the dealers in the projects Im from where the dope fiends shoot the powder heads Im in Saks with a half a mil, get my sack on Cha-cha, got extreme moves for a redbone, yeah Pussy pink like a pig, beat it til its red, oh Halftime, spent six dimes on red, oh Figure four, still givin head, oh Spend a hundred thou on a diamond for the dead Im in sky, Im in chill With this ice in my ears I walk to a boat out of LIV We shut down apartments with shields I jump off a jet to a buildin I take care of everybody billings I wish they can stop with the killin I bought you the ring, but I aint kneelin Aint tellin my business to Wendy Williams Maintainin shit, I done had six children Somebody else die when you sittin chillin In the prison eatin bread and chili You can kick it in bright linen, real cap peelin Hardbody, this shit get real, ayy I can crack a seal, ayy Cause Im just the truth Rolling like a fool What have I got myself into? Hurry up and choose She aint over me, yeah She aint over, f-fuck fuck it I aint over her just yet, I aint over Ill be on my way before sunset Cancel the party, baby, Im a wreck Im a wreck Ill be on my way

Woo, woo Woo Woo Woo, woo Yeah Rockstar life, bikers and chains One carat drip down my fang  Drugs runnin deep through my vein I’m takin drugs, healin the pain Let the paint drip on my main  Let the paint drip, me and Wave I got more whips than a slave Huh, safety deposit at Chase Copped the wrap on that bitch, got it matted They doubted, didn’t think it would happen Thank God that He blessed me with talent My new bitch I got shouldve been in a pageant She sexy and so charismatic I hope its a bulletproof vest in that jacket I keep the drumstick like its Madden In need of that cash like a addict Told her pull up and sent her the addy Young GunWunna gon keep him a baddie Im a rockstar and a god of the fashion Cant see you, these lights steady flashin’ Raised the bar for my niggas, now we livin legends Just look at how we livin’ lavish Rockstar life, bikers and chains One carat drip down my fang Drugs runnin deep through my vein Im takin’ drugs, healin the pain Let the paint drip on my main Let the paint drip, me and Wave I got more whips than a slave Huh, safety deposit at Chase I want the fortune, not fame Run it up, go buy the Lamb truck The Porsche, the Rolls Royce and the Vette and the Range Niggas dont play cause they know we gon bust We pull up, bullets rainin like rain They drip cause of us, they aint keepin up I switch it up, leather jackets and chains Uh, rockstar life, bikers and chains Uh, you dont want smoke with the gang F&N, spittin out flames Uh, I bring the heat like La Flame Came from the south but I aint Tity 2 Chainz Shady baby, born and raised I been puttin on like way back in the day The price tag only thing that changed Woo, woo Woo, yeah, yeah Woo Woo, woo

Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Uh, ooh Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin When you hit my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach And if mine jump behind, then, baby, Im runnin Baby, Im bomin, tell me if you comin Call me if you really wanna get high You aint gettin nowhere with them other guys They dont ever hold you down, they dont get you fly Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky Got the trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Cause I really got the dopest of the dopest It make them hoes focus, she ridin round hopeless, like Where the dopeman? I really need the dopeman Please dont take this pill without water, you might choke, maam When I say Im outside, she say the door open Walk up in the crib, in the bed, I get to pokin She get to screamin, her kids gonna wake up I think its the drugs she be takin cause the Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin When you hit my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach And if mine jump behind, then, baby, Im runnin Baby, Im bomin, tell me if you comin Call me if you really wanna get high You aint gettin nowhere with them other guys They dont ever hold you down, they dont get you fly Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky Got the trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin I dont wanna hear a damn thing bout no money All a nigga tryna say is why you run from me? Hunt for me Every time the night come, grip the 40 and Bible She text me and say that pussy on arrival Told the promoters put that pussy on the rider Fuck around and catch your girl, Im a sniper Haha, her lil nose, Ima wipe her Yeah, I caught her like a sniper Yeah, red, red bottoms on the right one Yeah, yeah, scratched my back like we fightin, yeah If he never had you, you my wife then, yeah Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin When you hit my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach And if mine jump behind, then, baby, Im runnin Baby, Im bomin, tell me if you comin Call me if you really wanna get high You aint gettin nowhere with them other guys They dont ever hold you down, they dont get you fly Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky Got the trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Baby girl, I know you high, baby, so am I Give you everything I got, girl, dont ask me why Just relax your mind, baby Just take your time, you got it, baby I dont know how the hell we got this faded Makin a movie with my bitch, X-rated And why you runnin from the dick? You playin Girl, I can do anything, you name it I want more Entertain me some more Come over, lets lay up Smoke somethin, then lets fuck She falling in love with the Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin When you hit my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach And if mine jump behind, then, baby, Im runnin Baby, Im bomin, tell me if you comin Call me if you really wanna get high You aint gettin nowhere with them other guys They dont ever hold you down, they dont get you fly Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky Got the trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap, trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin Trap back jumpin, I dont wanna hear nothin I dont wanna hear nothin

Baby, whip that dope like I told you Never let a nigga fuck you over Stay down, Imma put you in a Rover You better never tell nobody what I showed you You a soldier, you a soldier Beauty in the eye of the beholder She a wild alley cat, Villanova I pray to God, da folks, dont pull her over It aint bout the sack, its all about the soldier I wont care less bout the money but my soldier I lost a bomb, I lost the pack, I lost my soldier She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier 15K today, 30K tomorrow, nigga I live life on boats, like Im sponsored by nautica, nigga Everything I says a quote, I just took of them folks Got a dope bag in my throat, Im trying my best not to choke We gonna chase that fucking paper to the ceiling Zero tolerance for these bitches, they just want chillen I made a pledge to Migo to take care all my nephews and nieces Then ran into my Migo then turned to a fucking receiver Im receiving, you know Im cricket like Im a freak, I get the pack, and take all the clothes off they body I know bitches, that gone come and fuck you and take all your riches I know math well, me and Gucci spending nothing but digits, get it Baby, whip that dope like I told you Never let a nigga fuck you over Stay down, Imma put you in a Rover You better never tell nobody what I showed you You a soldier, you a soldier Beauty in the eye of the beholder She a wild alley cat, Villanova I pray to God, da folks, dont pull her over It aint bout the sack, its all about the soldier I wont care less bout the money but my soldier I lost a bomb, I lost the pack, I lost my soldier She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier Now she been riding for a nigga for some years Cried a river with all them tears, even aborted a couple kids After I did that other bid, I thought you wouldve left me, I was down on my dick But you were still there to help you, you the chef that kept me fed You see, I aint scared to say it, it was nothing, just to play it So I was shooting for the head and I was moving from them feds Watching every move and knowing whereabouts Money I make more, fake hoes dont care about Its like four niggas try to share a house, it aint gone work, I make em tear it down Get that eviction notice, grip the 40, might let them niggas have it Scooter and Gucci, you know we causing havoc Baby, whip that dope like I told you Never let a nigga fuck you over Stay down, Imma put you in a Rover You better never tell nobody what I showed you You a soldier, you a soldier Beauty in the eye of the beholder She a wild alley cat, Villanova I pray to God, da folks, dont pull her over It aint bout the sack, its all about the soldier I wont care less bout the money but my soldier I lost a bomb, I lost the pack, I lost my soldier She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier Stand and salute like I taught you to Pistol in the purse like a soldier do She got the brains and the body and the muscle too I give a shout out to these bitches cause they hustlers, too Soldier, soldier, baby girl a soldier Pulled over, Corolla, she did what I told her Dont give a damn if they send her ass to Angola My girlfriend thick, lips look like Crayola Severing ties, paying bribes, call this shit payola Cocaina, Coca Cola, concealed with that Folgers On Boulder-crest with OJ in yeah we got them boulders I call that bitch lieutenant because that bitch a soldier Baby, whip that dope like I told you Never let a nigga fuck you over Stay down, Imma put you in a Rover You better never tell nobody what I showed you You a soldier, you a soldier Beauty in the eye of the beholder She a wild alley cat, Villanova I pray to God, da folks, dont pull her over It aint bout the sack, its all about the soldier I wont care less bout the money but my soldier I lost a bomb, I lost the pack, I lost my soldier She a down bitch, a motherfucking soldier

Aye We drinkin on mud, nigga Yeah Aye this be that Bloody Jay gangbanging type shit Lil nigga, udigg what Im sayin Yeah Sonny Digital Bloody, what up brother? Bah, bah, bah Hey! Hey Whats your name? Whats your name? What the fuck do you bang? What you bang? What? What? Whats your name? Whats your name? Who you bang? What, what? Nigga what, what? What? What you say? What you say? If you bang, you know lames gotta pay Hey, I came out of Hades with rabies and scabies on my baby Nigga, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Hey, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Whats your motherfucking name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang, nigga? What the fuck is your name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang nigga? Hey Neighborhood Nip I came in on this shit Most of my homies in the pen for this shit Westside Ns, aint friends in this shit Bust at you niggas that pretend with the shit A lot of niggas tryna blend with the crips Make him break bread, kick in for the shit Run him off cuz he been was a bitch Its a big ass hood but its a small ass clique , full of real niggas and we hate fakes Round table, politicking on the late late Cant run a nigga credit then he aint straight Gang of volunteer killers and they cant wait Im from where they cut holes in the gate Take him to the back, and expose if hes fake Point Blank, shoot a hole in his face No weapon, no witness, thats the whole in this case Look, county jail front line with a shank S Gang, neighborhood in they face Homies left got detained to the state But I kept it that way in a whole different tank Roll it up, you a whole different game Rap money, thats a whole different bank Niggas done so much dirt in LA Got these niggas banging this in a whole different state Look, look Hey Whats your name? Whats your name? What the fuck do you bang? What you bang? What? What? Whats your name? Whats your name? Who you bang? What, what? Nigga what, what? What? What you say? What you say? If you bang, you know lames gotta pay Hey, I came out of Hades with rabies and scabies on my baby Nigga, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Hey, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Whats your motherfucking name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang, nigga? What the fuck is your name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang nigga? Bloody Jay, Im bloody drunk, I guess thats why Im throwing it up Like a alley-oop, murder game nigga so you know im going to shoot Take a look at me and you know Im SooWoo Flame tho Flame tho, flame tho Bentley Bs Firing out these pistols relentlessly And we hitting everything, like Nowitzki threes You know Im out in Bali, thats blood with it Red drank, thats blood lean Strip ya pockets taking shit the fuck down, thats blood team Team blood, can you keep up? Catch up Blood Rich Gang Bitch wait, wait up Hey Whats your name? Whats your name? What the fuck do you bang? What you bang? What? What? Whats your name? Whats your name? Who you bang? What, what? Nigga what, what? What? What you say? What you say? If you bang, you know lames gotta pay Hey, I came out of Hades with rabies and scabies on my baby Nigga, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Hey, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Whats your motherfucking name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang, nigga? What the fuck is your name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang nigga? Aye, Im banging blood but Im boolin on Slauson, nigga And Im popping molly, no X, no dolphin, nigga Aaahh, I live life like a shark, Ima jaw that nigga Ooohh, Im shooting him on the chest like a blouse, lil nigga Nigga, dont ball my line trippin bout no bitch, nigga You better not ever think Ima let to Simon like Mitch, nigga Dont ever think Ima ride your bitch and dont do no tricks, nigga Haha... Blatt! Blatt! Blatt! Slatt! Slatt! Ratt! R-ratta-tat! Ratta-tat-tat-tatt! Get the pussy nigga tatted up for free, debt free, I aint charged no check I ain’t charge no bheck I bang two guns, started up top like a net Or neck! Hey Whats your name? Whats your name? What the fuck do you bang? What you bang? What? What? Whats your name? Whats your name? Who you bang? What, what? Nigga what, what? What? What you say? What you say? If you bang, you know lames gotta pay Hey, I came out of Hades with rabies and scabies on my baby Nigga, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Hey, throw your hood up Nigga, throw your hood up Whats your motherfucking name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang, nigga? What the fuck is your name, nigga? What the fuck do you bang nigga?

Mano Feelin like I was God How did I get from too much to not a lot? Who wouldve thought that you would give me a loss? You take and you take, dont think about the cost You just snatch and grab things I cant get back Im just trying to rack all that you subtract Left me with the aftermath I just wanna get back what youve stolen Need it so I can be whole again I need all of the pieces youre holdin Pieces of my heart that youve stolen You took my sanity, I got no peace of mind Overdrawn on my memory, bank cant buy back my time But you tryna cap though, talkin bout you layin low When you switch on niggas like you change clothes But you want it that way, so what can I say? Yeah You just snatch and grab things I cant get back Im just trying to rack all that you subtract Left me with the aftermath I just wanna get back what youve stolen Need it so I can be whole again I need all of the pieces youre holdin Pieces of my heart that youve stolen Just wanna get back what youve stolen Pieces of my heart that youve stolen Oh, I just wanna get back Just wanna get back what you stole Baby, I just I just wanna get back everything I got it, now well cop it We was servin thrax I kept the shotty and the rocket Fourth quarter, lets sack it Let you claim the winning bucket And I kill it when Im fuckin it You took my sanity Then you threw it for grabs Keep this shit real with me Ill do the same back I started lovin you Not the first but the second time We ride the four-seater Or the coupe with the hatchback, yeah I just wanna get back what youve stolen Need it so I can be whole again I need all of the pieces youre holdin Pieces of my heart that youve stolen Just wanna get back what youve stolen Pieces of my heart that youve stolen Oh, I just wanna get back Just wanna get back what you stole With all that petty shit, petty bitch Stealin change out the baby carseat Her shoes five G, the purse thirty Gotta take a Uber, got the boot on the lease She a new Mona Lis, but her face change I stayed dangerous, she see the beauty in the beast Put her hand in your jeans, hear that bang-bang Why you tryna steal my piece with my hand on my heat? Bitches gang-gang Now she comin for my neck, tryin to give me head, brain, brain Shawty better flock a bitch, tryin to steal my shit, mayday She eyin that watch on my wrist, little itty bitch, no tick-tock Come sign this NDA, baby, huh I just wanna get back what youve stolen Need it so I can be whole again I need all of the pieces youre holdin Pieces of my heart that youve stolen Just wanna get back what youve stolen Pieces of my heart that youve stolen Oh, I just wanna get back Just wanna get back what you stole

When I try to walk away, its like I aint try When I try to walk away, seems like I aint try Seems like I aint try You made me do it a thousand times Yeah, you done me Lovin can hurt, but you patch up, baby Call me walkie-talkie, patched up, baby I wanna know is it flirtin when you back up, baby? Oh, slimy down in 7 Up, baby If everything about you is a lie Then I just wanna be disguised, oh And if what they said was true and you was lyin Darlin, didnt I tell you that Im in love with speakers now? Stay away from no one, know I need privacy, yeah Didnt your mama teach you way back in the day not to try and play hide and seek? Yeah Gettin bread for the longest, now niggas tell you how to make a mil in a week, yeah Real rockstars, I can show you how to get higher than me, yeah Spent a half a mil, on God, oh, yeah, yeah Shes a diva, she got a head full of hair, eyes blend with the sea, yeah Ill never talk bad about her, Id rather pray with her on my knees, yeah Upgrade her dental, on GP, it cost a bird Watch her constantly tell me she dont need it Baby, I love you Baby, wanna find you Maybe if I say this Long hair, dont care Fuckin under covers Crazy, know Ill burst Ill cover you like covers Versace that is, mind your biz I keep some foreign shit in the bunk, bae I can kill em, but, ma, dont get out the truck, baby And I tell you somethin good I had blood on me, but I didnt give up, baby I can handle it by myself, dont interrupt, baby New brights at night, I dont even drive, yeah What a bad bitch gon do for a new watch? Yeah-yeah She cant feel my pain, ask me, Do it hurt? Yeah-yeah Before you fuck me over, Ima do it first Why leave open my safe? Break the links off my chest Cryin, she complainin, yeah You know its gang shit, yeah Know these all baby worth Enemies and the fiends get served Say grace, bow your head Baby, Im a god, amen Baby, its just Baby, I love you Baby, wanna find you Maybe if I say this Long hair, dont care Fuckin under covers Crazy, know Ill burst Ill cover you like covers Versace that is, mind your biz I keep some foreign shit in the bunk, bae I can kill em, but, ma, dont get out the truck, baby And I tell you somethin good I had blood on me, but I didnt give up, baby I can handle it by myself, dont interrupt, baby

She say she wont drink her some lean Do you know lean make you do strange things Girl you know I love to do strange things I love to do strange things I love to do it F-R-F-R, for real I love it Slow down, baby girl slow it down No weed baby, roll it around Earn you a brand new coupe today You can still ask Kunte Now you flexing just like Lex Luger babe Im gone off lean, Im a real lean mean If this is a dream, lets get it, oh, oh, baby My diamonds in the booth just shaking Aint got no time to starve cause all my homies done take it And Im so tired of hearing bout prison, I really hope I make it Free Unfoonk, free my nigga Haze Know the streets begging for them This world really gay, good leave young, free TayTay Lets get it She say she wont drink her some lean Do you know lean make you do strange things Girl you know I love to do strange things I love to do strange things I love to do it F-R-F-R, for real I love it Slow down, baby girl slow it down No weed baby, roll it around Earn you a brand new coupe today AK-47, thats a long horn Hold a hundred grams inside my long johns Brown Trus today with these Air Force ones Two fifty shots, these not Air Force ones Hundred thousand ones off in DOA I dont know your name but I will bust your brain I dont know your name, but Ill fuck your main dame Hit her from the back, and chain swing Who are you, what the fuck it do? Soo-Crew, suwoop, it aint nothing blue Im chopping my Reeses to pieces Im fucking these rich niggas nieces I put on my Lebron South Beaches Then hop off in that foreign feature She say she wont drink her some lean Do you know lean make you do strange things Girl you know I love to do strange things I love to do strange things I love to do it F-R-F-R, for real I love it Slow down, baby girl slow it down No weed baby, roll it around Earn you a brand new coupe today Baby girl slow it down, slow down Baby girl slow it down, slow down Baby girl slow it down Baby girl slow it down

Hide the money and ran outta room, yeah I tried to hide the money and ran outta room I tried to hide the money and ran outta room I tried to hide the money and ran outta room DJ Khaled! Money on your head, you might get hit up today You cant be wonderin why they always stayin dead broke In the kitchen cookin chickens like a redbone My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects I, got my hood stuntin, this whatever I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin I, got my bitches down for whatever Whatever! Whatever! Pay up like Ive been runnin it up forever I ran that shit up through the roof Young nigga ran that shit up for his mother Buy her everything and I got proof Up, designer fit, aint known to buy it And I done whipped every tire With the brake pad, Mello Yello, catch up Ring me up like your pop-pop, whatever you need to I skeet then skeet off in a new coupe, keep up! That V-12 bout to heat up, grab your seatbelt, your seatbelt The color of my boxers, yeah Im Tommyd up Got the Tommy tucked, ayy I, toss that shit up like a spray, watch it spill on the clothes I, soak that shit up when they told me Dont matter, boss won I, suspended these bitches and I subpoenaed these niggas To see who was real I, supported my bank account and I wouldnt tell you the account Money on your head, you might get hit up today You cant be wonderin why they always stayin dead broke In the kitchen cookin chickens like a redbone My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects I, got my hood stuntin, this whatever I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin I, got my bitches down for whatever Whatever! Whatever! Maybach Music DIamonds all on my fingers, misses still miscellaneous Left the ski-mask in the Rari, residencies out in Vegas Smoking like Calvin Broadus, blueberry with the big homie Idols becoming rivals, down to die for my survival Fell in love with the money, she at the spot every Sunday Loyaltys what I lust, how I measure my woman Minimize my mistakes, love every tat on my face DJ Khaled my blood, got several Ms in my safe Money on your head, you might get hit up today You cant be wonderin why they always stayin dead broke In the kitchen cookin chickens like a redbone My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects I, got my hood stuntin, this whatever I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin I, got my bitches down for whatever Whatever! Whatever! 2 Chainz Watch me break down bales, residue on scales Yeah, I had the girls sick, man I cure like nails Competition might fail, repetition might sell Dirty kitchen, dirty dishes, dirty bitches, oh well Foreign whip rider, lobster on my rider, uh You can get the platter, uh, I put my money up You gon need a ladder , work, no acrobatics Work, no calisthenics, my dick be acting stingy My check be acting boujee, my car got all the groupies I bought a new Rolex now my old Rolex tryna sue me Fashion on exotic , pistol on regardless Bitches look like Barbie, Ricky Bobby on my trolly Tryna set a bando on fire Im just tryna get you so higher Money coming in, we get flyer You must be tryna wife her like Tiger Money on your head, you might get hit up today You cant be wonderin why they always stayin dead broke In the kitchen cookin chickens like a redbone My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects I, got my hood stuntin, this whatever I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin I, got my bitches down for whatever Whatever! Whatever!

I got diamonds on my toes, all up on my nose You know how it goes, yeah Im fresh as fuck, I told that bitch I shouldve came in a hearse I put Chanel on her ears and on her neck and her purse Im number one, my birthday shouldve been January the first, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah I got diamonds from my toes up to my top I got pink toes runnin round the house I thank God, I understand the way it go She a damn crew hopper, XO, yeah Yeah, yeah, I got diamonds on my toes, motherfucker I got diamonds in my nose, yeah I been rocking Kenneth Cole, motherfucker My bitch is clean as Pine-Sol, motherfucker, yeah Pop a school bus, bitches tryna screw us Fuck you old school niggas, aint no schoolin us I let my son whip a Ferrari like its Toys-R-Us I rock Hermès, Im designered up Cant get rid of, I gotta hit up drug dealers, cause bitches I got bitches goin brazy, no Ritalin I get money, and thats shady, for real, bruh Woo! Im fresh as fuck, I told that bitch I shouldve came in a hearse I put Chanel on her ears and on her neck and her purse Im number one, my birthday shouldve been January the first, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah I got diamonds from my toes up to my top I got pink toes runnin round the house I thank God, I understand the way it go She a damn crew hopper, XO, yeah I told my momma we aint goin broke cause we done been there before Sleep on the floor until my arm hurt, now we dealin too long We at the top right now, we came so far from the bottom Now we ballin, Harlem Globetrotter, we aint boring nobody These niggas nobodies, they aint got no bodies Bet a half a mill in the trap, what you niggas know bout it? Got a bag and fixed my teeth I feel like Cardi B They say talk is cheap, so I put flawless on my teeth Like my bitches boujee, still a fuck a booster Double C C, Gucci, Fendi, Prada, Louis, Givenchy shoes with the toolie Rich nigga eatin noodles, fuck on you, call an Uber Bet on me like a casino baby, Im number one like January Im fresh as fuck, I told that bitch I shouldve came in a hearse I put Chanel on her ears and on her neck and her purse Im number one, my birthday shouldve been January the first, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah I got diamonds from my toes up to my top I got pink toes runnin round the house I thank God, I understand the way it go She a damn crew hopper, XO, yeah High speed chasin in that Lamborghini Turbo S How come these niggas tryna tell me that they been fresh? I got money tied up in Kidland Tryna let bygones be bygones and Thinkin Im a lick, youre choppin off your tongue Get over it, na-nanana, ayy I cant seem to get over the sound of guns Im a drug addict, I know I got dead lungs I pop addies, my diamonds black, Akon I cant get over these hoes, Im my mommas son I keep it drastic, she can only stay or run Fresh as a casket, but YSL look alive If I get mad I promise they all die I told the boy to behave he a small guy Brown diamonds chillin no fries Couple green diamond, apple, no pies Im drainin and strainin my voice until I get it right This money control us, yeah, one of us will pick a fight I told all the opps every time I see em its on sight I caught your lil lady down bad and ride her like a bike Hey Im fresh as fuck, I told that bitch I shouldve came in a hearse I put Chanel on her ears and on her neck and her purse Im number one, my birthday shouldve been January the first, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah I got diamonds from my toes up to my top I got pink toes runnin round the house I thank God, I understand the way it go She a damn crew hopper, XO, yeah

Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit The blunt up, the blunt up, the blunt up, the blunt up today I called up the Uber but then I pulled out the Range Grab that shift, yeah Then grab that bitch I roll up to pull up, Im stuntin, Im stuntin, hey I smoke up to pull up, I pull up and Im like, hey Thats that nigga Yeah thats that nigga Pass it like a test she cheated on My bitch badder than Rashida Jones Damn near bad as Nia Long when she leave it on She roll up too, we dont need a bong She might kill you if you read her wrong She a real one, she aint goin Ive been tellin her to leave the streets alone Blunted, blunted, blunted, blunted, blunted Hundred, hundred, honey help me count it Im in county they wont let me out But I still count on you as my accountant You dont let them niggas baby sit If you the baby hitter, sit around it I try to tell her she magic, she be like pass it I be like bitch I just grabbed it, pfhh IGH! Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit Im bickin, Im back, Im boolin, Im drinkin some grapes I hopped out the Balmain and then I put on some Bape Damn you lit, yeah Big bro you lit, yeah-yeah My niggas was hungry, I fed em, put crabs on they plate The Frenchie too little, need a big dog to feed us some steaks Im for real, so for real about this Im so for real, yeah-yeah If youre not with me, I feel bad for your team You should cut them off, you can follow your dreams Now the tour is done, Imma have me some fun Mix up that Xan with a kickstand Strip club lit up cause the wristbands Your friends so low if you aint my dog Dont talk to mine if you aint my dog Mulsanne on deck with the emblem I own that shit, no rental, yee We fuck up, we fuck up, we fuck up, we fuck up the road My niggas come quick with that lambo, thats the shit Yeah thats the shit Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit What you womens talkin bout? I only wanna get up there A bad bitch rollin up some good Light it up and hand me it All I wanna do is trouble up Extendo doubled up Tired as fuck, aint no more work Ease my mind, thats where it hurt Pull up in somethin that go skrrt Fishtailin like we Durk Feel like Ray J for the purp Come and let me hit it first Ima pass it if its some gas Ima pull up, might forget to ask Smokin Ivory, passin plenty tabs Roll the Wood up so it can last, ay Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt After blunt after blunt after, hey Cup after cup, gotta double that up Ive been waitin on this all day Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit Nigga pass that shit, yeah Nigga pass that shit

Funny, you cant turn me down I already know nobody dont got my back Yeah, yeah Back, back, back, back Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, yuh Back, back, back, back Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, ooh Boy, you cap, boy, you cap Ooh, you aint put nothing on the map, choppa on my lap Ooh, she like when I pop them tags, yeah, dont trip bout my tag, yeah Get my swag from my dad, yeah, hunnid bands in my bag 30 rounds in my mag, fuck niggas bit my swag, ayy I was just tryna walk past, yeah, put your lil bitch on a jet Then sucked my dick, we jet lagged, yeah, smile in the whip, drive fast Goin way faster than the Dash, wanna race, boy, get dragged Talking too slick, get clapped, fucking your bitch, no fag So fuck nigga better relax cause everything I say facts Had to skate on a bitch like Vans, been wearing these shits since The Pack Ridin round all black Mac, know I gotta watch my back Back, back, back, back Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, yuh Back, back, back, back Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, ooh Kick my one-two, yeah, ooh, yeah Fuck around, hunt you, kick shit, Kung Fu All my foreigns new, pour my Mountain Dew Diamonds from Cancun, twenty bitches at the Fontainebleau Saw you a mouse, too, your diamonds got clouds, too Money taller than the latitude, cant wait to embarrass you Talk dirty like a bastard too, I was fuckin’ out the midnight blue Three-hunnid for the Bentley Coupe, uh, yeah Wrist on froze like Ouch,” got a car in the house like a couch Been rich, your bitch can vouch, yeah, now bring your scout, yeah I put my dick in her mouth, yeah, we was on your couch, yeah I put my nut on her comb, now you got nut in your hair Chanel on her manicure, my floor meets eleven I got me a wife, but I still live like a bachelor I told her we married, but Im never gon marry her I married the money and karats, Im not tryna embarrass you Back, back, back, back Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, yuh Back, back, back, back Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks, ooh, large stacks, ooh

Got a hundred bands in the back of the pickup Lets ride, bro, just in case he show up Cant trick me, nigga, got to show us Now I tricked you, nigga, this a stickup Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Like a project Like a project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got more bricks than a fucking project More bricks, more bricks than a project B-R-I-C-K-S, we got those for sale Retail I aint sending no pictures, no details Gon get it, get it gone Just cause Im home alone dont mean I aint got chrome I bang your dame, E.T. phone home Some of these bricks are white Some of these bricks are tan Sixty percent are owned Hundred percent get gone Thats why I gotta keep chrome No, I dont wanna go home Man, I wish I had me a clone Damn, damn, even though Im on The bitch cant find her motherfucking home, brrat Bottles, no babies Baby bottles, no baby Lean, lean, lean Got me feelin like Im motherfuckin pregnant I love you, baby But I love my bros the most Twenty-five hundred, motherfuck 12 Yeah, DK out on bail, kick it Got a hundred bands in the back of the pickup Lets ride bro, just in case he show up Cant trick me, nigga, got to show us Now I tricked you, nigga, this a stickup Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Like a project Like a project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got more bricks than a fucking project More bricks, more bricks than a project In a duplex house If I knew back then what I knew right now I wouldnt never moved out Cant take no loss, I dont never lose out Used to hide my straps at another dudes house Used to take my food out another nigga mouth When you showed me the guap then the trigger come out When you showed me the pot then the nigga come out Heard yesterday that ten niggas got got Heard last night that ten niggas got shot In a bando, yeah, thats a boarded up house Commando, got a pistol on me now Im Rambo, got a chopper gun you down El Loco, Jesus, Alejandro Get ya head knocked off just like Chapo Guwop will knock the meat out your taco Robin cargos hold all this cargo Too many bricks sold, so might need a barcode Plug coming in from Trinidad, Tobago Trap in a chokehold, dope by the boatload Fuck a show, Ima go gold with the dope bowl You a bad bitch let me tell you what you dont know Let a rich nigga put it down in your, ooh, ooh Got my dick in her mouth and a thumb in her asshole And the trap got bread, like fuck with a Don, ho Got a hundred bands in the back of the pickup Lets ride bro, just in case he show up Cant trick me, nigga, got to show us Now I tricked you, nigga, this a stickup Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Like a project Like a project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got more bricks than a fucking project More bricks, more bricks than a project Verse 2, boo, boo My shit smell Mufucking poo Is that what youre smoking on Thug? TRU 2 Chainz motherfucking Vinoice Guwop got eighty chains, I got ten of em Im on Miley Cyrus, I hear noises AM I best dressed? Nigga, yeah, yeah Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfuckin yeah, yeah Got bands every motherfucking pocket Do they look like wallets? Nigga, yeah, yeah Shoot two-thousand, bet three-thousand DK better motherfucking watch it DK got the fucking pocket rocket DK not gon hesitate to pop it Promethazine got me slowed up Poured up, your bitch want to cut my crew, lawnmower Your bitch want to cut my what? She want to mow us And that pussy wet like a latex and lotion Got a hundred bands in the back of the pickup Lets ride bro, just in case he show up Cant trick me, nigga, got to show us Now I tricked you, nigga, this a stickup Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Like a project Like a project Got bricks like a motherfucking project Got more bricks than a fucking project More bricks, more bricks than a project

Isaac X Tugga Young Thug Future aint hazy You know Ima treat a bitch just like a bitch Ima treat a snitch just like a snitch Dressin, I get flyer than a witch I dont wanna wrestle like a bitch Black Portland, this is Blatlanta, bitch I cant remember that hoe, Im too rich I done fuck hoes, I aint six And Im so serious So serious So serious So serious So serious I fuck hoes all over the world I make it beauty like CoverGirl YSL til Im dead and pale Nah, for real, for real Ima fuck long just like a muhfucka Have her head pointed to the ceilin like a muhfucka Huggin on my dick, so you get her wet Told me to get rich, its thicker than a muhfucka Give her good dick, give me good clit Suck like candy, Im a fiend like a muhfucka Give her big dick on a candy stick Suck my whole clique and get rich like a muhfucka Muhfucka, yes Im rich like a muhfucka Ima turn up my whole clique, watch it, muhfucka She suckin off my black like an oil sucker I know that shes a gnat like a muhfucka I told that lil baby this the pedigree Now she dont get no sleep like a muhfucka I make em fuck the streets and bring it to me Im a P.I.M.P., yep, muhfucka Im a bad mothafucka Green and red mothafuckin flag, modyfucka I dress like a prince, not a fag, modyfucka Leave a nigga dead, fuck a sad modyfucka Fuck her, pay, get that shit out my face Take over these streets like a parade And drinkin gin and juice, boolin in these shades No Im not gay, when I hit the door, they rape me Ima treat a bitch just like a bitch Ima treat a snitch just like a snitch Dressin, I get flyer than a witch I dont wanna wrestle like a bitch Black Portland, this is Blatlanta, bitch I cant remember that hoe, Im too rich I done fuck hoes, I aint six And Im so serious So serious So serious So serious So serious I fuck hoes all over the world I make it beauty like CoverGirl YSL til Im dead and pale Nah, for real, for real Brodie, Im for real YSL, kill or get killed Bitch I got water like a seal Bitch Ill be back like an appeal I dont know the time, but I got five watches Only thing a nigga know about that time is It dont stop and its timeless Only thing I know is fuck around with Keyshia, fuck nigga and you rhyme-less Rich shit all in a nigga blood Nigga these are pro diamonds And when I cover em up they still shinin, ya dig? Diamonds movin like a skater, baby High, super high like Space Invaders, baby Ill go around like an equator, baby I am on top like a toupee, lil baby You drag me just like a trailer, baby I know Im very able, baby I push down and go like an eraser, baby Fuck a finger, Ill give you three fingers like a naval, yeah Ima treat a bitch just like a bitch Ima treat a snitch just like a snitch Dressin, I get flyer than a witch I dont wanna wrestle like a bitch Black Portland, this is Blatlanta, bitch I cant remember that hoe, Im too rich I done fuck hoes, I aint six And Im so serious So serious So serious So serious So serious I fuck hoes all over the world I make it beauty like CoverGirl YSL til Im dead, and pale Nah, for real, for real

Wheezy outta here Big,  big rocks on the frames We  got stocks of the panes  Fuck her outta bangs  SV, fuck her in the Range  Double  Cs on the buckle, she got rain Courtesy,  I put diamonds on the gang They know its me when Im walkin in the bank 150  on the Audemars, plain Check my stain, I had roaches but I never complain Blowed out the brain, on a bitch for the Audemars, plain Fuck your domain, I was lookin for a thottie to bling Burn  his remains, now he cant do it again Woo, woo, Offset Tip-toe, put your ho, like curb flow Headshot, what the fuck you got a vest for? Ima hit her with the right and the left stroke She be eating up the pipe, got the best throat Bought a jet, I been cappin in the West Coast I put five million dollars in the escrow Diamonds hit, make the bitch break her neck, ho She obsessed with the drip, she cant let go White gold, rose gold Patek Money in the dirt, and its matted Wipe your nose with the ratchet Strip him out his clothes, gotta have it Touch screen cameras on the tablet Maison Margiela, my fabric Karats on me, where the rabbit? I save a hunnid a week, its a habit Big, big rocks on the frames We got stocks of the panes Fuck her outta bangs SV, fuck her in the Range Double Cs on the buckle, she got rain Courtesy, I put diamonds on the gang They know its me, when Im walking in the bank 150 on the Audemars, plain Check my stain, I had roaches but I never complain Blowed out the brain, on a bitch for the Audemars, plain Fuck your domain, I was lookin for a thottie to bling Burn his remains, now he cant do it again

Wheezy outta here Voice of the Heroes of the Streets Young Spider checkin in, ah Big faces, little faces, mix it up Everywhere you see me, I got the semi tucked Gave her a rack the first day, now she look like a prostitute I got a really bad, bad, bad bitch tyin my shoes , huh I put it up the first five years so how the fuck can I really lose? I learned to wipe my face with these dollar bills and all of em blue I was dyin those with the really expensive crevices Gettin millions, who the fuck better than? In her ear like a reverend Wearin ho all over her back and swappin teams like a letterman Im celibate , no settlement , Im fly as hell, a pelican When you die, its irrelevant , I live in every sense I got the settlement , I went from shuttle to the medal to the Rolls truck I got the Smith & Wess in Cali and I showed up Guess I never growed up Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And Im gone, its a wrap Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, Run it up the side So lets run it up the side Street nigga with elite status , I done popped me a pink Addy Young nigga make killin a fetish I know a scammer wholl leak your addy Im lowkey so I aint sleepin in the tele Wockesha done blew up my belly Im a street nigga, stay outta my business My bitch gon stunt with a careless They say I lost my mind when Im off these drugs, I go to sleep I was fucked up when my dawg had caught a bond, I couldnt reach Gotta watch out for the ones you call your dawgs, cause he a leech I done fucked up my whole profit, made it back in one week I scream, Free Nine, like nine times, Ima always carry my nine They shot my cousin in from the blind side, they didnt even look him in his eye You got a gun and you aint slide, I swear that shit gon kill my vibe I keep braggin about the other side cause them niggas keep dyin Im the voice of the hero Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And Im gone, its a wrap Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, Run it up the side So lets run it up the side Run it up for miles I dont get no help in stores, Im really havin style Knew I was gon be the man one day when I was a child Used to try to serve everyone, Im pipin up the crowd now Steady goin, they know Im the one, they gotta bow down Im from the city, she call me country, she like the way I sound Its a lotta people lookin up to me, and I aint gon let em down Lil bro nem can get whatever from me, I had em sellin pounds Its crazy now, Im real big on privacy, I come from public housing Just work with me, I need a little time, Im tryna fix up my life That shit was real good, I cant lie, but I had to sacrifice Im focused now, and the shit that dont matter wont even cross my mind A lot of shit is startin to look different, I opened up my eyes And I done changed my life from just watchin, I owe a lot to slime I twist all my problems in the wood and I get real high Some folks just dont get it, you cant make em, I was still tryin I had to realize Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And Im gone, its a wrap Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, Run it up the side So lets run it up the side

I hear the cry of an angel I hear the scream of a man I hear the cry of an angel I hear the scream of a man who will stand strong We got London On Da Track Uh, I got London on the Track, baby He might go jail for serving this crack, baby Rich the Kid, we in the trap, baby But he might be lucky cause he’ll serve all of these rappers, baby Im sitting up high, Im in the nose bleed I got extendo under my extendo tee Momma, Im not gon let these niggas murk me Ill be damned if these Bloods let him hurt me I think I see some blood, my baby hurt me I swear to God I’m Herby Curby working Lil mama super wet, I call her squirty Like skeet skeet That pussy retarded, I, I go the hardest, I I, I, I nutted inside with the carbon, why Why, why would you do this to me? It hurts if it dont seems Ima, Ima block it out just by counting these knots Im just kidding, I think not Ima hold this weight down, even though its a lot And Ima take off on your nigga, no astronaut And Im the motherfucking man, Im not no boy And I got a playroom if you wanna see some toys And I got extendo, look like I got two rods And I got a 6 Plus, look like an iPod My kids go by uh, Jacob, Kyvion, Haiti, Hayden, Amir, Mari And I swear to God I aint sorry, bitch I got a maid thatll watch em in the dark And I got some sisters thatll watch em like a guardian Plus I got some elders thatll watch em like a guard It dont matter if I leave, I know my bro gon do my part Hey, hey, bitch come stumbling in my car Ill just terminate him, then Ill leave him with a scar I cant be no hater, bitches gambling when in Vegas Id be bustin tomatoes if I was ever gated Bitch, I know the business, I been nominated lately I bust in her face, so yeah, she know thats not my baby Hey, Ima cook them cakes no Easy Baker We got something to get so we need that tow truck stable Hey, bitches see these floors and get hot Yes, Im living it up, my bed in the sky Yes, I heard youre the king of the rock But when I hit it like a hit stick I make it shock, yeah Flip flop paint going down the street Minks all on my floor, now that bitch look just like a sheep Help me find love, help me find love, Stevie, I cant see Im a snake, you know my tail stinging, plus Im a Bee I might turn you up if you get right, no Mama Dee Yeah, no Mama Dee, but Im spitting so hard I might just lose my teeth Tree top, trill lil leaf Baby bought the Gerby Feed her lobster, Kirby I dont trust you, no worry Oops, I meant worthy I know its kinda hard to get the Words Im saying, Im steady praying, amen Please forgive me for my sins, please twin I dont wanna be departed from you, you me and You know Im you Hundred miles an hour, you control the coupe Thank you for giving me these golds, no flute Please make em understand that I aint no fruit Please make em understand I only fuck coochie Please forgive me for my sins Please, please, please forgive me All I wanna do is win I dont write so I dont want the pen I promise Im in love with my kids Im thankful for everything I get Lord knows that I take care of my kin I promise I hope it never ends I hear the cry of an angel I hear the scream of a man

Thugger, Uzi, brrt My lil nigga popping at your brain like yea hoe My nigga we switch, wont do no same like hell no Brand new Yeezy Boosts they kick you in yo face, you go If you got pepper spray you better back up you aint a foe I be the richest, I be the richest I got an ole bad bitch and she my Mrs I want to kiss it, I want to lick it I want to bend that muhfucker over and lets get it Okay I might pull out in a Rarri yea I got to get my dough, I stack my money yea Looking at my chain white gold, Imma just call some names Now my old bitch salty yea, she keep calling me Swerve around that bitch, while she walking, aye Diamonds on my wrist clearer than Blu-Ray yea Had to get up and go get it, it was no other way yeah Now a days me and my brother, we hotter than summer days yea Told your bitch suck on the head and I nut in your mothers face Yeah, Me and Thugger do so well on Earth Cause we from outer space Like boy you so bummy dont talk about money We got the cake Like boy you so bummy dont talk about money We got the cake My lil nigga poppin at your brain like yea hoe My nigga we switch, wont do no same like hell no Brand new Yeezy Boosts they kick you in yo face, you go If you got pepper spray you better back up you aint a foe I be the richest, I be the richest I got an ole bad bitch and she my Mrs I want to kiss it, I want to lick it I want to bend that muhfucker over and lets get it You told me that bitch was cool, that bitch was loose Pull up in my Yeezy Boosts Ya I dont follow no rules Ya my car it dont got no roof Ya hit her so hard she gon sue Ya that lil bitch she not new Ya Rick Owens all on my shoes Ya your bitch stuck to me like glue Counting the money, counting the money, now Im the man in my city Fuck with some Cs, fuck with big Bs, driving around in a Bentley Went to the hood, got a lil bitch, bet you Lil Uzi gon hit her Lil Uzi leave that bitch dripping She mad at me pull out Remy Smoking this gas, popping these Xans Ya you know Im a lean sipper Aint about money why is you talkin? I smack you right with my hand Lil Uzi cool like a fan ya My new bitch she got a man ya All these hoes they my fans ya Walking around with all these bands ya My lil nigga popping at your brain like yea hoe My nigga we switch, wont do no same like hell no Brand new Yeezy Boosts they kick you in yo face, you go If you got pepper spray you better back up you aint a foe I be the richest, I be the richest I got an ole bad bitch and she my Mrs I want to kiss it, I want to lick it I want to bend that muhfucker over and lets get it

Ricky Racks Uh, uh, uh Thugger Thugger I rock water like a fuckin whale Drug got expenses like a fuckin bill I like girls, Im a fuckin male Nigga movin slower than a snail, watch me Overdosin, overdosin, overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin, overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin The walls are closin, Im overdosin Im cookin some fish, she put on some lotion Im stackin that money, I want it the oldest Bitch, I am a warrior, you know that its in me Im hangin with players, you know that Im pimpin My son is suspended, cant ride in the Bentley Whats wrong these birds? These birds are trippin Four thousand on shoe strings, you know I aint trippin One minute I swerve, baby, call them birds Tell it right to her face, put that dick in her life today Thugger bring em Benjis to the T I dont need a door to hand over them keys Have a white T look like Miskeen Batter up, polo, saddle up, football tackle, hut Pussy nigga, caterpillar, Stuart Little, hike Get fresh, diamonds everywhere, styled by, my Ike Paris Hilton, Master P Miller, big C member Overdosin, overdosin, overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin, overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin I OD, ODB, dirty nose, cocaín Neck, ears, wrist, fingers, Aquafina, wreck the Bentley Bought the Vette, had wreck in that, growin green like a Chia Pet Bought a condominium just to smoke in it til I vomit and Im so honest London just walked in Im like, Goddamn, man, I miss my bro Your bitch just walked out with Young Thug, now you like, Damn I miss my hoe Im the type of nigga that nut on her back end You the type of nigga that cant miss that hoe You the type of nigga that kiss her in the mouth after she drank my Olay, ohh Drink it, drink it, cop a new coupe, yeah, sank it, sank it Hundred bands aint a damn thang, Ima spread it out, need to pay, pay Catch me riding with your main thing, Ima feed her bands, no cuff links I can even say the same thing, my fans geeked up, they on the same page Overdosin, overdosin, overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin, overdosin, overdosin Overdosin, overdosin

Supa, aha Two-door, double R, ridin in the foreign car, niggas cant see me If I pop another X pill, Ill be out my misery Crazy presi beze on the motherfuckin Rollie You roll, you should pour, I fuck around and roll Im gon slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door Slam the door on the Aventador Let it up, let it up, let it up, let it up, now it look like cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the .44 Hopscotching the thot, thot, Ima fuck her at my mother spot Steady chasin the check, turned the bank into a nest Cuban link round my neck takin a bird bath Cartier bracelet got pointers and the Audemar to match If they talking bout my game, they speakin all cash New Bent, paper tag, I can see they envy and mad I done fucked around and got in my bag I done stayed down and got me a bag No calculators still doin math Gotta add up and tear me a tag Rockstar, showing up with them bands I just jumped off a jet to a sprinter I got Brazillians makin me dinner Took a loss and it made me a winner Wearin Monclear, it aint even winter And the wind got the clouds in the ceiling Add the money up, subtract the feeling They say, Slatt, when we walk in the building I cant save her if she going with the fishes Copped a new gun to switch up my mission Slime shit, I ran up the digits, count it with no intermission Her best friend done gave me the dishin I mixed up the sherbet and cookie Off the top, roll with a groupie, have a menage when I land, ah Today I did Dior and Gucci, my Off-White was lookin’ like dandruff Three white bitches, Im a clansmen, Kendra, Khloe and Karan Came out the gutter, I made it, yeah, Wall Street money like Madoff Yeah, ahah, all that hatin aint phase us Laugh to bank like faizon, still aint takin no days off Two-door, double R, ridin in the foreign car, niggas cant see me If I pop another X pill, Ill be out my misery Crazy presi beze on the motherfuckin Rollie You roll, you should pour, I fuck around and roll Im gon slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up Slide the door up on the Aventador Let it up, let it up, let it up, let it up, now it look like cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the .44 Hopscotchin the thot, thot, Ima fuck her at my mother spot Oxycotin she feel it in her test tubes Money, money, callin in, Ima answer my phone like, what it do I, keep a quarter pound or two Big Ballencies, yeah, thats what the money do Yeah, she swear to God that she love me I was just pourin out the bubbly I was fillin up drinks with this muddy Draco with me, it aint about my money Dr. Dre, Eminem, we go and get them M&Ms My house a exhibit, its dim, I was rockin some Off-White like Timbs Lets go! Two-door, double R, ridin in the foreign car, niggas cant see me If I pop another X pill, Ill be out my misery Crazy presi beze on the motherfuckin Rollie You roll, you should pour, I fuck around and roll Im gon slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up Slide the door up on the Aventador Let it up, let it up, let it up, let it up, now it look like cockroach Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the .44 Hopscotchin the thot, thot, Ima fuck her at my mother spot Two-door, double R, ridin in the foreign car, niggas cant see me Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Crazy presi beze on the motherfuckin Rollie Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Im on slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up Slide the door up on the Aventador Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the .44 Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, wish

Wheezy outta here Drop to my knees Beggin you, please Lickin my teeth Call the police Im searchin for peace Nuttin three or four times Automatic drapes gonna wake you, no blinds Youre my mommy, yes, I know, ma Someone call the officer, lift the blouse on her Skinny dippin with me and the shoes came first 2020 Bentley and its all for her Keep it pimpin with me and we both say, Church I did Oxycontin for the first time Better hide your wifey, Im on thirst time Jewelry on me icy, Im on surf time Fall to my knees You helpin me to breathe, yeah You helpin me to breathe, yeah You helpin me to breathe, baby You helpin me to You helpin me to breathe, yeah You helpin me to breathe, yeah You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe, yeah You helpin me to breathe You helpin me to breathe, baby, yeah You helpin me to breathe Helpin me breathe You weaken my knees Got your Cubans obese Makin it hard for you to leave Popped a pill just to count this money, I been up for a week I bought Prada cause Im proud of you to keep it a G , yeah Cleanin up fresh new designer, Im goin to surf Ill let you hit two cups of lean, then its church Brokedown my bells, you were right there baggin my bowls up Some red bottoms for you like its a dozen of roses Cop the Eliantte too, top tiers lookin like boulders Im snatchin up that coupe for you, put Ferrari on your motor, girl Snatchin up that new foreign that pretty girl in the morning I done tried these shrooms, but you already rollin Took you cross the moon, you on the left When you high, and you jet fly, money storm in I know you photogenic Monday through Sunday Im keepin my eyes on you, you iconic You helpin me to breathe, yeah You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe, baby You helpin me to You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe , yeah You helpin me to breathe, yeah You helpin me to breathe, baby You helpin me to breathe Without my heart, theres a chance I could die Ill help no opp, some chance I could die Im gettin bout high as that Ima touch the sky Comin from the projects, most of these bitches shiesty But you helpin me to breathe

Yeah Few young Gs and OGs, you know That choppa, though I let it ring , you know that I mean I dont drink green , I need my cream I just wanna cum on her , her face and her spleen I just wanna let that bitch , let that bitch ring When shit get wrong, it cant go right Now Ive been known to get shit blown Up out of proportion, bomb on site Be careful with your body, put that on ice Im not gon tweet, Im not gon type Whatever you say, okay, alright You pick your fate, you pay your price Just know I do not play, alright, alright Lil buddy acting hard Ill send him to God My dawgs like Dodge They pull up and charge Im ridin in the ten speed Its hard to pull out the rage Its dark, Im fuckin your daughters Thеy twins, Im Mr. Rogers 96 Impala with a hundred thousand dollars in the trunk Thеy talk shit, we follow them punks They cross that line, then bodies gettin dumped Fast forward twenty-five years, and I grew up Nigga talk shit, dont do shit to him Press that line and your string get pulled Got a problem, bring it to him Just dont be so immature I let it ring , you know that I mean I dont drink green , I need my cream I just wanna cum on her , her face and her spleen I just wanna let that bitch , let that bitch ring When shit get wrong, it cant go right Now Ive been known to get shit blown Up out of proportion, bomb on site Be careful with your body, put that on ice Im not gon tweet, Im not gon type Whatever you say, okay, alright You pick your fate, you pay your price Just know I do not play, alright, alright Shoot you on sight, dont blame it on Sprite Dont blame it on ice, dont blame it on drank I took a lil X, I fuck on my ex I did a lil wrong, Im makin it right Where did he go? He ran out back He mustve ran track, I splat his back I got war wounds under my tats I got a few bloods, they all say, Slatt I got a few crips, they all on Old Nat I bust on her lips, but not her back Thats not my bitch, thats not my nat Im just her pimp, Im not her dad The cops pulled me over, they smelled my thrax Its not my gat, but them my racks And them my Louis and them my slacks And this my car and thats my bitch Aint none of my concern, keep me outta that shit Nigga all on my dick, tryna follow my bitch If I catch him in Vegas, Ima catch a new case Fifty niggas with you, Ima be in your face Nigga thinkin shit a game, bet his ass get stabbed Nineteen in the clip, let his ass get half Best case scenario, get your ass kicked, man Worst case, end up in a plastic bag With no order, there is chaos, never let em handle, nigga Motherfuckin player, I do it like an Atlanta nigga You do that shit for IG and the fuckin camera You wont be happy til someone teach you some fuckin manners When shit get wrong, it cant go right Now Ive been known to get shit blown Up out of proportion, bomb on site Be careful with your body, put that on ice Im not gon tweet, Im not gon type Whatever you say, okay, alright You pick your fate, you pay your price Just know I do not play, alright, alright I let it ring , you know that I mean I dont drink green , I need my cream I just wanna cum on her , her face and her spleen I just wanna let that bitch , let that bitch ring You know what the fuck going on with us, man

Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Nobody there, the money right there You was right there when no one was there I cannot lie, this shit was unfair Walk in the room and everyone stare, yeah, yeah-yeah Ahh-ahh, you, ahh Where was you? Ahh, ahh-ahh Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh Where was you? Ahh, where was you? Ahh Where was you? You? Where was you? Ahh Ahh-ahh Why you be messing with me? Why you be stressing to me? Why you finesse for the D? Your friends be messaging me Tell em stop messing wit me, why you investing than me? You cheap That second degree, thats just a lesson for me When I was down, you wasnt checkin for me, you was not checkin for me Got arrested, strip at Magic, she know where cash is She love my adlibs , Im a savage Matching Rollies, got a bunch of them Want a baby, fuck the rubber shit She was always on some other shit Thats why I dont ever love a bitch Like, yeah, shawty I cant do it, shawty Always gettin to it, shawty Count that check and get into it, shawty These hoes they for everybody Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Nobody there, the money right there You was right there when no one was there I cannot lie, this shit was unfair Walk in the room and everyone stare, yeah, yeah-yeah Ahh-ahh, you, ahh Where was you? Ahh, ahh-ahh Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh Where was you? Ahh, where was you? Ahh Where was you? You? Where was you? Ahh Ahh-ahh Heart-breakers heart-breakin You dig? Diamonds they drip on the sidekick When you was in love, I would buy shit Started to sound like a pimp, everything you say rhyme, bitch Ima drill it, take that shit off and go fuck on a side bitch Give her the Rolls, and I hope she choke on the weed, weed I was just telling you, you gon be king of the 3D You ready? Didnt have all that planned Had plans on being with you til you was grand But you gon find out tonight Ima go out tonight, Ima buy the bar out tonight Ima go n fuck somebody tonight Pick me up some bodies, like it don’t come with life Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Never give your heart to a hoe Nobody there, the money right there You was right there when no one was there I cannot lie, this shit was unfair Walk in the room and everyone stare, yeah, yeah-yeah

You want to go to Maxfield and And, and you wanna, you wanna be on Melrose and And, and you want to go get some Chanel Vintage Okay Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you poppin your tags, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you rockin, you rockin Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, rock her Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage I bought that bitch a bag by mistake I bought your bitch a bag by mistake We takin up the whole murder rate Im takin up the whole murder rate I killed your swag, I killed your swag, I killed it I knew I shit it, once I did it, once I do it I fuck with Busta Rhymes, they thought I stole his swagger Shine, shine, nigga, shine, nigga Im Tony Montana nigga Im killin this fashion shit for sure Im dressin these bitches head to toe Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you poppin your tags, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you rockin, you rockin Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, rock her Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel body, bitch so bad that she gotta Chanel body Chanel problems, all these bitches got Chanel problems Chanel got em, everything she want bet Chanel got it Chanel molly, niggas so rich pop Chanel mollies Chanel pockets, racks so tall got Chanel pockets Feds watchin, all this Chanel got the feds watchin Chanel coupe, black on white with Chanel shoes Chanel trucks, put my lean in Chanel cups Yeah, ten bands, bought my bitch like ten bags Ten bands, then bought my bitch like ten bags Chanel tags, all she pop is Chanel tags Chanel trick nigga like me thats Chanel trick Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you poppin your tags, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you rockin, you rockin Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, rock her Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Young Thug futuristic, I want to fuck Deelishis Popped molly and X and turn into freak and I fuck on they titties Chanel vintage, lets please be specific Im stuffin my path with all kinds of racks I fuck her like they from Old Nat Im turnin these girls into brats, Chanel vintage, menswear You know that theres no strings attached My money bout long as a Lac SHEESH! Let it breathe I coulda just bought some Chanel vintage What I spend on my sleeves Young Thugger dont want him no stale misses Let me see some degrees I swear, I swear, I swallowed a bitch I just spent like two birds on my wrist I just pull out two birds on my bitch All this talking I get Ima lick I sell robins but I dont know Thicke, from the one to the six Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you poppin your tags, Chanel vintage You poppin your tags, you rockin, you rockin Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, rock her Chanel vintage Chanel vintage, Chanel vintage

Ralo, Young Thugger, Lil Boat I want everybody in the front The middle and both of the sides And even in the back to turn the fuck up You know what Im sayin Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Ralo gon deal it Fuck with my boy and Ill catch me a felon Well go to war with whoever, we ready You know we shoot up the shit to be petty Didnt mama tell you dont fuck with no gangstas? You need to go back and tell mama thank you I shoot this bitch up and I wont move a finger I keep them shooters with me, every angle Young nigga flyer than Superman I got more choppers than Yucatán These niggas faker than Boogieman I get in the kitchen Im cookin man I whip up that dope and I whip me a Lamb Whoever try me Im never gon spare em They better ask about who I am I pull up on you and I wont give a damn Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga Its too much money for one nigga We do not run from no one, nigga Come get your bitch when Im done with her I make a ugly ho think that she pretty I make a friendly bitch think saditty I make these niggas think they run the city They go against me then we hurt their feelings Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Ralo, Young Thugga, Lil Boat Im a lil different, my money lil larger I dont drive no Charger, I beat all my charges Now I do commercials, Im so controversial Everytime they see me, they hatin They hate when I win but they love when I sin These niggas gon wake the man thats within Boy by your looks I can tell you cappin Boy by your looks I can tell you a pussy Thought it was soft then he saw who was with me Dont you dare to try put me with the rookies That boy aint dead so he finna play hooky He hidin, he scared, that boy shake in his boots I can tell pussy run deep in your roots I can tell you dont got guap like the Jews I can tell you dont got guap like I do Got a fist full of diamonds a neck full of water Ballin so hard, change my name to Vince Carter Not ever once in my life have I ever rode MARTA This year I just might have to cop me a charter Thugga my nigga, I swear thats my partner Ralo Famgoon, dont nobody go harder Lil Boat the king of the teens and Im smarter Im not 21 but Ill slaughter your daughter, bitch Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Ralo gon deal it Mama gon have a lil baby Shawty say she have a bite I whip that dope in the eighties I beat that bitch like Im Ike No Im not scared of you baby We can get down any night And yeah Im still reppin Haiti Yeah we run round with these mice Young nigga fly like propellers I might not fuck Cinderella I filled up my life with some schedules I know these bitches gon tell it They cant knock him off of the block I know lil shawty gon sell it They told him to stop, but he not I know lil shawty wont deal it Ralo gon deal it Chop up that boy with machetes Shoppin sprees when Im ready That pussy is pink like a pig cause she red Them M&Ms all on her body, look like she ready Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Young nigga fly like propellers Young nigga stackin up vegetables I filled up my life with some schedules All of my bitches bisexual They cant knock him off of the block They cant knock him off of the top They told him to stop but he not Im still sellin dope out the spot Ralo gon deal it Ralo fam, goon, dont nobody go harder Ralo gon deal it Ralo fam, goon, dont nobody go harder Ralo gon deal it Ralo fam, goon, dont nobody go harder Ralo gon deal it Ralo fam, goon, dont nobody go harder

Hoo-ahh Uhh Uhh, uhh, uhh, ohh-ooo-aye Mike WiLL Made-It Ear Drummers Cut the chase, I wanna nut in this place And I know she liked a nigga taste, I can see it in her face Now dont make me a cute little Christian, I dont feel like Ma$e Right fore a nigga step inside the house, got my messages erased I aint tryna roll no dice, I just wanna make it right When I fuck her, Imma turn her, turn her over, turn her, Turner like Ike Im on the burner, on the burner, still concern her, shit ain’t straight like a perm, bruh Or... or nothing Mortified, I need a Pope, need a coroner Or... or something Better yet, watch her pass the fire Pacifier, pacifier Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier Shake your rumidi bum bum Bleed the block, bleed the rock Bleed the bumbaclot rock Bleed the cops, bleed it Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed Bad lil bitch with some bad lil tits, need to put a lil hip in it Damn, climbin up the pole because she put a lil split in it If I whip the dope up, Imma put a lil whip in it When I whip the dope, Im lookin to break my wrist, the way Im spinnin it Got a bad lil date, swear to God, I got a bad lil date Young Thugger Scrappy!? Okay! Bought the little bitch a black mink like George of the Jungle, shes a ape! And I dont care none what they say, I eat that dinner plate Nigga hotter than the summer, still catch a player in the street Imma catch your momma, then I might just fuck your momma, all because I made jam of the week MTV young livin, stop that like they stop my digits, for some odd reason I never end up weak I sell Miley Cyrus, aint no meeting Miley Cyrus, you get Miley Cyrus, cant eat none for weeks So pass me a molly, no, pass the fire Pacifier, pacifier Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier Shake your rumidi bum bum Bleed the block, bleed the rock Bleed the bumbaclot rock Bleed the cops, bleed it Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed How the hell they got me lean Nigga livin life so fabulous across seas I dont ball for decoration, bitch, Im tryna eat Niggas sit inside the trenches, all my couches bleed All the niggas diamonds going dumb like Im Arnold Schwarzenegger Nah it aint Drake, but my community gated Niggas fallin off cause they communities hated But the community wouldnt be hatin if they were atin Oops I mean eatin My niggas eat for no reason, they feast for no reason I do not got on no mink but Im beastin I swear to God, bitch, Im beastin And Imma pull up in the 9-11 Then Im pullin back up in the Drophead Make her drop pants Make the bitch drop dead When it come to this shit, Im a Pro, no Ked Drinkin on this Easter pink, I feel like an egg Attracted to these drugs, I feel like a fuckin fed And I know you aint bout that But Im bout that Where the fuck the Sprite at? Its a baby bottle, not a pacifier Pacifier, pacifier Nigga need a pacifier, pacifier Shake your rumidi bum bum Bleed the block, bleed the rock Bleed the bumbaclot rock Bleed the cops, bleed it Bleed it, bleed it, bleed it, bleed The streets aint ready, yeah All your bitches want a piece of me I swear to God these hoes want a piece of mink Ooo, nigga wanna think he want piece of me No, you dont want a piece You not ready, you need you a pacifier, nigga Hey, you need a pacifier Pacifier, pacifier Nigga need a pacifier, pacifie-ier You gon need a pacifier Pacifier, paci... fi... i... ie-i... ie-i...

Young Thug, Future, Problem Problem, Future, Thugga Ay man, I just went to Icebox And got me a pair of them motherfuckin uhh Ten thousand Baguettes for my ears Problem! California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari like the president Im in the California Rari pullin up on lil shawty, hey! California Rari like the president, California Rari like the president California Rari like the president California Rari my new president, California Rari new president California Rari pullin up on lil shawty Where is my money? Pullin up gunnin Automatic tommies, stomachs I dont mash out wit nothing, .45 holds 11 I got birds and they nestin S.L.I.M.E like reverend Keep her, I thought she renewin, Im goin in-fluence If she dont got class, thats truancy, my VVs are yellow like urine I smoke me a blunt to the head, then bed, keep that Ride that lil bitch like a bike, better yet pegs Ever since I got my ice from Elliott, I been leavin em dead Karats on a nigga wrist and his ears and I got that big head I dont give no fuck about you little bitches, feel like you are dead Bought me a coupe and I pulled the roof and I pulled off and I sped California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari like the president Im in the California Rari pullin up on lil shawty, hey! California Rari like the president, California Rari like the president California Rari like the president California Rari my new president, California Rari new president California Rari pullin up on lil shawty Two cups full of muddy, my hearts in the gutter Fuck the felony, I beat the charges See me in a truck, its Maserati All my passion is reachin the masses All this cash is right under my mattress I go smashin all over the atlas I go splashin right up with the action All these bullets wrapped up in some plastic Thirty shots hold it right in the ratchet All my mans are straight up and savage Sleep on Fendi, I play with the baddest Easy money, these cars and these hoes and lights, they be flashing Its causing the madness Bitch came straight to my crib with no panties She tryna be down with a bandit For these bands, Ima take full advantage When I whip up, I whip panoramic Fuck the motive, just pass me a Xanax You just left me alone and abandoned Shoulda known I was causing some damage Al Capone, I jump right in a Phantom Had your mama on crack cause I serve it Im just living my life with a burden I hop in a spur and Im closing the curtain As I look right in your eyes And deep down in your soul, I can tell that you hurting You want the bales, you want soft You want hard, you want kush, you want molly, thats perfect Ricky, Ricky, Ricky James, got evicted, made a change Started grinding harder than I ever did Before and then, I got the fame California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari like the president Im in the California Rari pullin up on lil shawty, hey! California Rari like the president, California Rari like the president California Rari like the president California Rari my new president, California Rari new president California Rari pullin up on lil shawty American and foreign, bank AC enormous Dance to my performance, fixate her like Im Lawrence Martin but extra funny, everything bout the money Everybody love me, Im your favorite subject Playin with the bills though, countin, fallin down like dildo Tearin up tracks like railroad, whole bail lookin like earlobes Man its cracky and no pecan, dump her then refine Jump jeans, no Levine, me and Young Thugga tail large G rides Come on California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari pullin up on lil shawty California Rari like the president Im in the California Rari pullin up on lil shawty, hey! California Rari like the president, California Rari like the president California Rari like the president California Rari my new president, California Rari new president California Rari pullin up on lil shawty

Thugga whaddup brotha Im finna pull up dat way, mazi way, ya dig Keep flexin Man you know these old ass niggas hatin bro We got this shit fucked up We done ran it up Alright bet see you in a minute I told yall I play with the keys man I told y’all play with the keys baby nahmean Rich on the beat one time I put more rings in my fingers I got that white like Topanga Walkin’ in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin I dont give a fuck Walkin’ in trap with my banger My dick in her mouth a retainer Pull out the strap with a laser The Goyard got racks you a hater Ran it up, walk up with 50 racks, my pockets stuffed I got a Glock like a ranger, walk up on me you in danger Skrt, I was broke til’ I whipped the vert Bend it over, thats yo bitch, I’m liftin’ up her skirt You cuffing’ that ho like a cop, Im bagging queens on the block Rick owens it cost me a whole lot of guap Ain’t fuckin I just want the top I put more rings in my fingers I got her white like Topanga Walkin’ in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I put more rings in my fingers I got her white like Topanga Walkin’ in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck Yeah yeah If a pussy nigga hatin I don’t give a fuck If a pussy bitch hatin I don’t give a shit Im just tryna duck the police nigga crime shit Im just tryna duck them people in them crown vics Pour a four then slow up Told that bitch put her clothes up i8 got the doors up Sandwich on me, nigga cold cut Recording on the back of the bus and Im poured up, Make the lil bitch jump like a frog yeah nigga I told her I put more rings in my fingers I got her white like a Topanga Walkin’ in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I put more rings in my fingers I got her white like a Topanga Walkin’ in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck Your main bitch the one you hate I need that lean like a patient I know that you said I wouldn’t make it Im walking Chanel, got on laces Give a fuck about magazines, pistol came with magazines They hating’ on me I don’t care, Fendi socks and underwear In love with the man in the mirror Hold up ran up a sack then brought it to the trap We forever on the map Breaking my wrist bring it back The Mazi paint it matte black I put more rings in my fingers I got her white like a Topanga Walkin’ in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I put more rings in my fingers I got her white like a Topanga Walkin’ in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck

Creep, creep Creep, creep, creep Creep Creep She just wanna party for the weekend She just got a nigga so she creepin We just wanna party for the weekend Imma dab, Imma dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy Dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy, oh yeah Party for the weekend, she just wanna slide up in my DM Creep, creep, creep, hey Skuuuurt I pull up in that pussy I leave the engine running, cause all I need is a quickie She just wanna fuck said she aint lookin for love I knew that shit from the start so I had to stop at the store She said daddy you a star, I wanna come on your tour She rocking my mic in the back like she done done this before We aint even on the bed fuck it just made it to floor She says somthin about her nigga, she wanna even the score Is that baby phat? Im okay with that Hit it from the back, said she needed that Lets state the facts girl your nigga trash Jump on this jet aint you glad we met Slide into my DM She just wanna party for the weekend Said she got a nigga so she creepin Said she got a nigga so she creepin Imma dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy Dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy, oh yeah We gonna party for the weekend She just wanna party for the weekend Creep, creep, creep Party on the weekend Imma look right in your brown house from the begin I might throw some goggles on so I can peak in And, Imma put it in your crack just like a pecan Hey I got big racks and Im not Jewish I drink that Ac until Im woosie Stop playing mama lets do this Hey stop it right there bae, Uncle Luke shit Hey that aint stoppin motherfuckers real hard lil Duke I been fuckin on the teachers at the school, I aint fuckin on the students or the tutors Im like knick, knack, paddywack give a nigga crack that, take it out the roof And I just wanna fuck with you I just wanna lotion you up Slide into my DM She just wanna party for the weekend Said she got a nigga so she creepin Said she got a nigga so she creepin Imma dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy Dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy, oh yeah We gonna party for the weekend, she just wanna party for the weekend Creep, creep, creep I beat that pussy then I skuurt I eat that pussy then I skuurt She told me that she gotta skuurt So I guess I gotta go to work We got it in then I skuurt She pop the xan its a She got a friend who can twerk So you know a nigga had to fuck So you know a nigga had to Yeah, you know a nigga had to Do what I do Yeah, you know that I do it I do what I do but you know that I do it

Yeah, Spider, yeah Okay, shit, I just woke up in an animal I just woke up in a Lambo Flawless baguettes and the orange Richard I just had bust down a cantaloupe Niggas want beef and Im tryna be vegan But fuck it, bae, bring a can of smoke I cant see niggas in the glasses store Slidin in the coupe in the back Smoke out the bag too big for a sack Do you see her baby hair growing down her back? Shawty look just like a two-year-old brat Just like a record, get scratched Yall niggas rats, dispatch I got four Blacks, Kit-Kat Dick in her back, Im dad Player, where you from? Talk bout the trenches, I came out the trеnches I came from the roachеs, I came from the riches Im from where they call you a rat if you snitchin I came from the same damn street as the pimp is Im raised by them junkies, we sleep with them bitches Young nigga came from nothin, hell give up his kidney But Saint Laurent still tryna cease-and-desist it, woo Niggas say, How do you keep up with millions? My nigga, Im straight out the trenches, woo Niggas say let go they bitches, we treatin them right and we grantin they wishes, woo I was a capo in my hood way fore a plaque or a mention He can get hit with the stension Shot for the foe, but I missed it Tick tock, tick tock, ten shots to your side like tick tock When I bow down to my bitch, it come with a big rock Do you wan know how it is , when you a big dawg? You might got to take the assist , let your dawg get the big shot Tick tock, tick tock, ten shots to your side like tick tock When I bow down to my bitch, it come with a big rock Do you wan know how it is , when you a big dawg? You might got to take the assist , let your dawg get the big shot Yeah, she put the L in love, yeah I put the L in lust, yeah I put the T in trust, yeah I always trust my guts Ive just been shittin with no flush, yeah Poppin my shit, say, Church, yeah Kickin my pimpin, no crutch, yeah Bad-ass bitch, and she Dutch I made me some mils, thats a must We not overseas, why rush? She tried to play it hard, lil slut I hit that lil bitch, now Im clutch Got Versace on top of my nuts Put Cavalli on an old-ass slut Shoot a video, no cut Gucci stroller for the kids, so what? Tick tock, tick tock, ten shots to your side like tick tock When I bow down to my bitch, it come with a big rock Do you wan know how it is , when you a big dawg? You might got to take the assist , let your dawg get the big shot Tick tock, tick tock, ten shots to your side like tick tock When I bow down to my bitch, it come with a big rock Do you wan know how it is , when you a big dawg? You might got to take the assist , let your dawg get the big shot

I pulled up on the block, Im speed racin I aint give no damn if they cared, nigga Im an astronaut Shitted on them nigga like I was constipated I-Im ballin I dont care if you care or not I pulled up on the block, Im speed racin I give a damn if you care, Im an astronaut I shitted on em like Im constipated Im ballin I dont care if you care or not Im ballin out there Dont want no problems cause Im ballin all in there Dont need no problems cause Im ballin out there Dont need no problems out there if you care or not YSL status All my bitches baddies Creeping in that black truck, uh Now a nigga stuck like Chuck Ugh, ugh, ugh, kuh, blat, Suwu red chuck Converse, Slash that Bonverse Pass that... that loud that concert I pass that... to my guys not hoes first Whoa, whoa whoa, Losie voice, whoa Im higher than the network, whoa I was at a concert and my gun showed And I was in Cali, aint no codes I pulled up on the block, Im speed racin I give a damn if you care, Im an astronaut I shitted on em like Im constipated Im ballin I dont care if you care or not Im ballin out there Dont want no problems cause Im ballin all in there Dont need no problems cause Im ballin out there Dont need no problems out there if you care or not She a diva, I leave her, mistreat her I defeat her Ballin out the street, uh I betrayed her Spaghetti, out the strainer Cocaina Ryu, Ryu the fuck nigga gotta fight by you A boy can’t fight, walk by you Stay in the kid place, nigga, Caillou, Caillou They say, I you No nigga, you me Even if your bitch by you, yea, I can make her do me Run Forrest, run, I need ones Now my pockets got lumps and bumps Like I bought em from the swamp Yeah, my pockets swoll They swoll like I know the Klumps I got that gas, baby pull up to the pump Pull up to the block, Im celebrated I give a damn if you care, Im a astronaut I shitted on em like Im constipated I’m there if you care or not Im ballin in there Dont want no problem bitch, Im ballin all in there Dont need no problems cause Im ballin, ball, ballin in there Hey hey Im ballin, ballin, dont need no problems cause Im ballin

Yeah Everybody round me say Im doin too much When I got some problems, yeah, the drugs come clutch Shoutout to the opps, we got another cold case Shoutout to my shooter, he aint showin no face Shoutout to the driver, fuck 12, he did the race They typin on computers, only letter I know is Ks Pull up to the show, I send the hit and hit the stage Married to the game, I go to war and I engage What you think? We got all thе drink, I pour a gallon up Im a jerk, take a half a Perc, I fuck with stamina Monеy and fame, with a little game, I get the best of her Eco-friendly, I just went electric, bought the Tesla Wheezy, play some beats, I think the E kicked in, Im ready Grindin on my teeth, I got no food inside my belly I just put all my diamonds on, Im feelin petty Get my cake, I will always be there for my confetti Animal inside a Lamb, got horses in the motor Got a bitch named Nina and she love it when I tote her We aint fallin for that tough guy shit, that huff-and-puffin Its end of discussion, you dont want these repercussions I just bought lil shawty twenty Birkins, now they scared of her Louis drench her off, and I walked in and I was Hermès’d up I told that bitch to call me papi, I got my turbans up Im rich as fuck, really, you need to switch the topic up Hickory dickory dock, I done ran my salary and ran my credits up I just bought four bitches the same watch because Im paid as fuck Camera in the rearview Lambo and I see em speedin up Ayy, what you want? I take my bitch to get her tummy tucked Too many cameras in the club, gotta keep it low, gotta hit his tummy up Put a snub-nose on the brand new Ruger .44, but today Im Tommyd up Sick of these broke-ass, petty-ass niggas and hoes, bitch, Im ghost Birthday came, I had bought me a two-tone, roofless weightless Rolls Cash got the two-tone AP , Vegas edition, my nigga, you bold Birthday, Im cakin these bitches , not fakin with bitches, Im real as the road Keep a few tools, the niggas thats all in they feelings, they ready to explode Dropped my chain on the ground and now this bitch gotta dry her toes Wheezy, play some beats, I think the E kicked in, Im ready Grindin on my teeth, I got no food inside my belly I just put all my diamonds on, Im feelin petty Get my cake, I will always be there for my confetti Animal inside a Lamb, got horses in the motor Got a bitch named Nina and she love it when I tote her We aint fallin for that tough guy shit, that huff-and-puffin Its end of discussion, you dont want these repercussions

Thugger Alex engineering right now Uhh, yeah, yeah Hey, hey, woah I cant get beside myself Remain the person that I am, I cant disguise myself If that lil baby can cook, I might just try my chef I swear to God they rape me I will buy myself No 80s, I cook babies for my goddamn health I give my love to you and my son named Jeff I flood you with them jewels, yeah, that water like Phelps I wish you never knew nothing bout myself Cause you know I got that tool right beside my belt Bitch, Im looking at you, I cant hide myself You know I got them racks stacked up like a shelf I promise I wont stop until I find myself I got way to the top and yes, I climbed myself That fuck nigga think he cool, Ima iron him myself I did a song with Dej Loaf and I tried her myself And if she ever say yes, Ima dive in myself If I walk in on it, Im stoppin in the back I just bought a mink rabbit, not jack, not a rat I got rings, yes, 6, no Pat Starin at my jewelry end up blind like a bat Like her pants halfway down, I got muhfuckin crack Hey, I got muhfuckin crack I might ride with my Crips, they say muhfuckin clack Lookin over my shoulder at all these ants like where they at? Bleed, bleed, bleed Im a player, I got tricks up my muhfuckin sleeve Today I am with Jay-Z like B Ill make it storm if one dollar land on me Ima boss, I nutted on her forehead If she ever stop, I need some more head I be ridin fast, gettin that slow head Cut down her woods, I got that mow head I cant get beside myself Remain the person that I am, I cant disguise myself If that lil baby can cook, I might just try my chef I swear to God they rape me I will buy myself No 80s, I cook babies for my goddamn health I give my love to you and my son named Jeff I flood you with them jewels, yeah, that water like Phelps I wish you never knew nothing bout myself Cause you know I got that tool right beside my belt Bitch, Im looking at you, I cant hide myself You know I got them racks stacked up like a shelf I promise I wont stop until I find myself I got way to the top and yes, I climbed myself That fuck nigga think he cool, Ima iron him myself I did a song with Dej Loaf and I tried her myself And if she ever say yes, Ima dive in myself Dive in, that lil pussy Douche it, all types of tushy And I need napkins, pussy wet it, need some napkins And Baptist Hey, that pussy is so wet it’s like it got baptized Mote control that pussy, come here pussy, come here Make that pussy sit up like we fuck with a belt 2016 Rover, now we callin it here Fucked all of those cats, so yeah, we doggin in here That Bentley got brown wood like a Spalding in here I got a million outfits, you can go shoppin in here And if you hatin, 9 times outta 10, you floppin this year Hey, screaming Flex just like Flocka in here Im a beast, Im a beast, Im a goddamn beast All these fuck niggas hatin but dont feast like these Im a boss, bitch Im Sosa on like Chief Keef on this I got rich, Papi shoulda told you to be like me I swear Im bleedin so bad, I just said, Be like me She bought a cat, I bought a Jag, I told her be like me I got a, big bag like I went shopping Im not a police, but I got copies, ya dig I cant get beside myself Remain the person that I am, I cant disguise myself If that lil baby can cook, I might just try my chef I swear to God they rape me I will buy myself No 80s, I cook babies for my goddamn health I give my love to you and my son named Jeff I flood you with them jewels, yeah, that water like Phelps I wish you never knew nothing bout myself Cause you know I got that tool right beside my belt Bitch, Im looking at you, I cant hide myself You know I got them racks stacked up like a shelf I promise I wont stop until I find myself I got way to the top and yes, I climbed myself That fuck nigga think he cool, Ima iron him myself I did a song with Dej Loaf and I tried her myself And if she ever say yes, Ima dive in myself

We got London on da track Same damn time, ayy Oh, no need to cuff it or buff it When you fuck sisters and cousins at like the same damn time No, I wont fuck if she ugly To me that shit is disgusting, no, no, no, they aint my kind No, no, no, they aint my kind Pass the basketball, Im a player Yeah, I love all of yall like the mayor Hell, girl, I want you all to myself If you got AIDS, I want it If you got herpes, I want it That girl got game, I want it That cat leave stains, I want it I want it, new Glock .45s, I want it She screws like pliers, I want it That mmh-mmh-ah, I want it Hey, she, she shake She, she got em boolin over coolin today She say she gon suck it and she gon do it today She, she up all night and she just want the D I pick her up and drop her right back off Hey, Im bangin red like hot sauce No Olympian, I got Os though And I might feature this bitch with Trey Songz, no Nobody, she dont want nobody, and I guarantee She dont want nobody, she dont want nobody and I guarantee She dont want nobody, she dont want nobody and I guarantee She dont want nobody, not even me and I guarantee And I guarantee, not even me and I guarantee I said, not even me and I guarantee And I guarantee I, I, I leave, but I come right back home to you I, I, I go get the paper and bring it straight home to you

Hold up Wheezy outta here Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch Shut your mouth and drink my kids Freaky lil ho might drink my piss Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss Hold up, lil bitch, I dont want you, lil bitch I aint cuffin no shit, you belong to this dick Fame got you ridin a carriage Pull up right now and embarrass you, yeah All of these sticks, Im a terrorist Your boyfriend a bitch and we scarin him, yeah Nut in that ho and you married her, ooh She for the gang and we sharin her These stones in my ear are three carats Niggas talk, remind me of a parrot Im in that zone, I put that shit on They try figure out what Im wearing Fly like a drone, go shop at Patrón Hit Barneys right after the Jeffery Addicted to clothes, I dress up at home She give me her dome, YSL on the throne Hold up, woah, hold up Whole lot of cash, we got Brinks bucks We back to back in the Lambo trucks Hold up, hold up I went and got in my bag, yup Play with them slimes, well smash you Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch Shut your mouth and drink my kids Freaky lil ho might drink my piss Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh I caught a body, I killed all the oppies I dress in hibachi, I done robbed my papi I sold him some soap and I told him its molly Automatic the coupe, automatic the shotty I drip in Off-White, clean up with no spotties I got a Spyder, my idol was Spikey Fuck with it, whackin, went been caught a body I bury him alive in the back of the Swats Bitches perform in the line, its a spot Murk him and let him sit down and just rot Shot up his coupe and we shot up the shop I dont care bout no court, I dont care bout no cops He dead on the scene, my niggas bang green Commited lil bitches, they down for the team Racks in, packs in, OMG This slatt biz, niggas know who we be Young nigga came in with a MAC-10 Serve em through the back then Yeah, I got the packs in, go get the backend Break the bitch back in I aint gotta run off, nigga, that was back then Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch Shut your mouth and drink my kids Freaky lil ho might drink my piss Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh

Know what Im sayin? Its a bread it, you know, you know, we the bread winners, know Im sayin? I need Young Butta, know Im sayin? Shout out to A motherfuckin B, I got on the AP, shit go together, know Im sayin? Forever, ahh! I know that I’m making a killing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin AB bitch, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through there fresh like John Lennon My wrist a Hellcat, I’m not kidding They dig all the shit that I’m kicking I just bought my bitch some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus Wasnt gon’ turn your ass until you told it Wasnt gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice Nigga jewelry water, need to float it Make some bad bitches fuck my brodie I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’ma call Butta Three chopsticks, I paid a stack for it They run me through, I probably got warrants In the back of the Bach, ugh Burning OG out of Backwoods Not just dancing, diamonds racing Balmain Lots of fakes allergic to seafood and serve for decoration Lobster never tasted Missed Thanksgiving, I was in Miami I was on ocean, I was on vacation In the Benz speed, 120 racing AB in a Rari, shit was like the Matrix In and out of lanes, weaving in the spaceship I’m flexing, got muscle like Popeye But fight over a bitch, no that is not I I’m him, Im gon tell the roof bye bye Then remove the lid at the stoplight With my side bitches at Benihana’s Brung her sister, her bestie, her mama Told ‘em tab is on me, yeah I got ‘em And I pay the bill all in new hundreds Now that is real colorful money Spikes on me, they drip at the bottom She want Thug, and her friend is a toss up I know that I’m making a killing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin AP bitch, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through there fresh like John Lennon My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding They dig all the shit that I’m kicking I just bought my bitch some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus We gon’ turn your ass until you tollin We gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice Nigga jewelry water, need to float it Make some bad bitches fuck my brody I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’ma call Butta She say she want a cat So I went bought the Jag And it matches the bag Make these bitches look sad I just dyed my hair grey Like a motherfucking dad And you know that we feastin’ I just couldn’t get fat Mind fuck ‘em when I speak Take the Farrakhan notes My rock wrist is on gold Like the new Audi spokes Niggas scared to they soul When I pull up with folks I’ma take out the Trojans put it right in her throat And you know I stay with them AKs and I should’ve caught ‘em Mind fuck em, he shouldnt have played bout the butta I only play inside the cover Like a kid, make them play with each other And Im ridin round with a real bad bitch Oops I meant girl, cover I know that I’m making a killing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin AP bitch, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through there fresh like John Lennon My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding They dig all the shit that I’m kicking I just bought my bitch some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus We gon’ turn your ass until you tollin We gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice Nigga jewelry water, need to float it Make some bad bitches fuck my brody I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’ma call Butta I know that I’m making a killing My coupe got them stars in the ceiling My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin AP bitch, I’m all bout them Benji’s I come through there fresh like John Lennon My wrist a haircut, I’m not kidding They dig all the shit that I’m kicking I just bought my bitch some new titties You take out these pictures, you bogus We gon’ turn your ass until you tollin We gon’ ice your ass down ‘til you folded Kick that bitch off the boat with no notice Nigga jewelry water, need to float it Make some bad bitches fuck my brody I eat crabs, fish, and that Chipotle They got lots of bread, I’ma call Butta