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You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire Word Straight up Outlaw, outlaw, like I hit the PowerBall Once all eyes is on me, floatin off like Southpaw Niggas love to count yours, hoping that your paper fall Wishing death upon me, but Im here forevermore I just get debated on, I just get my greatest on Saint Laurent on speed dial, I just put the latest on Bring it on, bring it on, you want war, then bring it on Set this bitch on fire, nigga, we can have a sing-along You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is the gas and the lighter And well have one hell of a time You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is the gas and the lighter And well have one hell of a time I got a California king in my condo Got a mothafuckin big screen by the front door Got a guest bedroom filled up with fur coats Nigga, aint no room in this bitch to even jump rope, yeah The fire and desire and Im higher than my prior My attire I acquire might require a Maliah Woah, might accept ya and deny ya, no denial Ill be in the courtroom on the table screaming, Rider You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is the gas and the lighter And well have one hell of a time You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is the gas and the lighter And well have one hell of a time Tell them likkle pussy deh nuh violate, violate 21 outta di clip me fire straight White line, yellow tape, book your flight, look a date Send di pussy back to di maker, whether hell or higher gate, yeah Clip big, diss badman, you get a split wig, split wig Undertaker look see what a sick did West Coast, East Coast, we love weapons Bullet through your fuckin vest, left your chest exposed You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is the gas and the lighter And well have one hell of a time You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is the gas and the lighter And well have one hell of a time All we do is relax, sit back and smoke We aint got no job, we goin from broke That aint stoppin from gettin, gettin inside of here Taking off in our cars, feel like we in the air stream You need to know that Im a rider You need to know that Im a rider Tonight we gonna set the streets on fire All I need is the gas and the lighter And well have one hell of a time Straight up!

Woo, woo, woo, woo Steve Aoki When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrr, brrr, bow! When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, brrt When the night call We can link up, we can all ball Molly, xans and all , 3-2-1 and we takin’ off If we came to party , pour champagne we can drink Bacardi And Im ‘bout to go in , rave in the crowd Michael Phelps I dive in When the night call, night call Roll the dice dawg, dice dawg Hoppin in the white frog Livin’ like a outlaw Shorty got a tight jaw When the night call, night call, yeah When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrr, brrr, brrr, bow! When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrt, brrt When the night, call pick up the phone When the night, call pick up the phone Past 2 I’m an animal My bitch ride bone like a cannibal My party crazy like carnivals Pull up them birds like a cardinal I run up my sack check my cardio Bitch it’s Quavo and its Lil Boat Steve Aoki with the finger roll Basketball like a seminole In my party we fuck any hoe In my party we fuck your hoe When the night calls drop everything that your doin and run We’re gon’ party til the sun come No cameras just us Put your drinks in the air We dont care whos here We dont care whos here, cause we having fun in the bedroom Give a fuck bout your feelings Middle finger to a villain Split his wig back now he peelin Dot on his head like that nigga named Krillin When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, bow! When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah When the night call, night call I wanna start up a riot I wanna fill up your tires Steve Aoki throw the cake I wanna throw me a pie That’s only when the night call yeah I wanna p-p-p-p-pipe y’all up She wanna fuck but dont know me I put the ice in the Rollie I’m a champion, Kobe Its Migo, Migo, Steve Aoki Play with that key like piano I’m in the jungle like Rambo Jump off the stage, Geronimo Your pockets is dry like camel When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrr, brrr, brrr, bow! When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrt, brrt Night call, diamonds shine with the lights off Night brawl, I’ma spray like Lysol Thot bitch that ain’t my type nah Bad bitch pipe down for a pipe yall I’ma need a Khan with no flaw Lookin at my diamonds no flaws Wanna go to war we can fight for Geico All I gotta do make one call When I walk in, they applaud Big back end and I never did frauds Staring at me hard cause she never seen stars Lookin at the door wanna know how they ajar Night call yeah we know that Migos makin sure they pullin out Kodaks The trophy is Skydweller Rolex My life is written in books like a codex When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, bow! When the night call, yeah Ill call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah Brrt, brrt This time I’ma show you somethin’ This time I’ma pour it up This time I’ma light it up This time I’ma light it up That’s only when night call, yeah When the night call, night call, yeah

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We done did a lot around the law I done did so much, I wish I saw I been up and down that bitch before I been up and down that bitch before Had it in my heart and in my cards Had it in my diamond and my- Ratchet bitches want it, but shes not for me Thats the type to put me in my mood She know that Im mobbin, she come cool for me She know how to put me in my groove I know its a lot that you can learn from me Its just one thing that you gotta prove If you gotta walk, would you still ride for me? I might need an extra for the two Gotta keep my distance, they surroundin me I might need an extra for the two They might have to go and build a house for me I might need an extra for the Wе done did so much around the law Stay up to forget bout what I saw Powеrs keep increasin by the bar Shit dont make you sleepy after all Shoppin in my closet not the mall Openin my mouth, a disco ball I extend the marble on the wall I been into this, I need it all, all, all Water down her eyes, Niagara Falls Got too many numbers we could call Made too many ways for you to cross Now we lookin down and then we ball, ball, ball Ratchet bitches want it, but shes not for me Thats the type to put me in my mood She know that Im mobbin, she come cool for me She know how to put me in my groove I know its a lot that you can learn from me Its just one thing that you gotta prove If you gotta walk, would you still ride for me? I might need an extra for the two Gotta keep my distance, they surroundin me I might need an extra for the two They might have to go and build a house for me I might need an extra for the Crib same size as the Galleria Spanish model with me, call her Señorita I done fell in love with a hood girl She be puttin syrup in her margaritas Bought my college vibe a brand new Birkin On the weekend, she be twerkin Take a shower in the Maybach, it got curtains Leave your phone in your purse, you makin me nervous Saint Laurent Don fresher than detergent Got a crush on this waitress, ho, she serve me Porsche headlights on, Kermit the Frog Michael Vick, number seven, Im a dawg Ratchet bitches want it, but shes not for me Thats the type to put me in my mood She know that Im mobbin, she come cool for me She know how to put me in my groove I know its a lot that you can learn from me Its just one thing that you gotta prove If you gotta walk, would you still ride for me? I might need an extra for the two Gotta keep my distance, they surroundin me I might need an extra for the two They might have to go and build a house for me I might need an extra for the

Yeah Ayo, Calvin Harris, they aint see this one comin! Another one Yah, yah We the Best Music! DJ Khaled! You know I like em special made for me I call em and they demonstrate for me Spent 200k up on that body, yeah Cause my lil baby aint for everybody, yeah Thats why I hit her with that upgrade I told her, Stunt, thats the upstage Everything up and up, babe Out here ballin like we upstate Oh, I drip her down in gold She used to tell me no But who could tell me no? Yeah Just how it goes, she sees the Os And now she wanna roll I hate to see her leave sometimes, but that ass on woah My lil baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so dont quit You know I like it like that, dont quit Youre doin good right now, dont quit Put your old jeans on, now they wont fit My lil baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so dont quit You know I like it like that, so dont quit Drip lil baby down in VVS Cuban link, girl thats a new connection Its me and you cause we in the selection Throw it back like its your new profession Yuh, like you get paid for it Good brain like you get grades for it Woodgrain, you got a taste for it Leather soft, your body made for it Oh, I drip her down in gold She used to tell me no But who could tell me no? Yeah Just how it goes, she sees the Os And now she wanna roll I hate to see her leave sometimes, but that ass on woah My lil baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so dont quit You know I like it like that, dont quit Youre doin good right now, dont quit Put your old jeans on, now they wont fit My lil baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so dont quit You know I like it like that, so dont quit Baby, can we pick it up? Come over here and sit down Lil mama got a vibe, lets ride On it for a couple weeks now Yeah, you know its you and me now Top off with the seats down Baby, Im a savage Gassed up, couldnt pass it Ran it back like a rerun She sittin pretty like a classic Green light, we on go And now she wanna roll I hate to see her leave sometimes But that ass on woah My lil baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so dont quit You know I like it like that, dont quit Youre doin good right now, dont quit Put your old jeans on, now they wont fit My lil baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so dont quit You know I like it like that, so dont quit Yah, yah Another one

These days of preference has no complexion You could be light, dark, mixed or fair skin Just light the candle Cold sweats down the handle, lifes a gamble And she know Love with me is like a casino, outside of Reno A couple white lines A cup of white wine of Pinot, Italian Grigio House keys to P.O Ride from overseas but thats basic Wasted, high on the West Side Highway Drunk enough to fuck with, face it Hangovers, leftovers in the Range Rover Shame on her, make up or get a makeover Think over, Glenfiddich start to takeover When I brainstorm, all the hoes aint got a thing on her Audemars, season order like summer fall I throw the Audemars, then I throw out all the ball New Dior from the boutique store Only thing in common that we got is that we want it all Little cutie pie, saw her looking super fly More Justin Timberlake on my suit and tie Try to scrutinize, cause I keep two inside Suicides? No sir, hoes get the Uber ride Or we can kiss til the sun come up Or, sit on my lap til somethin come up She aint really wanna club, I dont really wanna judge Girl just wanna have fun til the fun run up On the highway to my place Its higher than you ever been By to my way, be all day Me, you and all your friends In love, fuckin In love, just too much, ohh These days of preference has no complexion You could be light, dark, mixed or fair skin Just light the candle Cold sweats down the handle, lifes a gamble And she know Love with me is like a casino, outside of Reno A couple white lines A cup of white wine of Pinot, Italian Grigio House keys to P.O Ride from overseas but thats basic Wasted, high on the West Side Highway Drunk enough to fuck with, face it On the highway to my place Its higher than you ever been By to my way, be all day Me, you and all your friends In love, fuckin In love, just too much, ohh

We The Best Music! How many times the merry-go-round goes around You come around a whole lot of times DJ Khaled! Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn, it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist I might bust that little bitch, pass to my buddy Bust it, beat it, pass her to my buddy How does it feel, my nigga? Damn, I feel great Bust that little bitch, pass her to my buddy Gin and tonic, pass that to my buddies Only lean and soda, Im not no alcoholic How does that feel, my nigga? I said it feel great Come bust a trip and come and be my tourist Alligator swamp, we pill-pop in my hood Aint no changin that, cut that check, we all good 9 a.m. clockin, 4 a.m. water whippin Just got to the Mo, while niggas still leanin, tippin Had to bust a bitch I knew back from my old days Shawty held me down when a nigga had that bald fade 504, my nigga, shout my woadie La Flame killin you niggas, damn, Im sorry Thats not my kid, call up my nigga Maury Drinkin, drivin, but I wore a condom, man Im stickin to that story I bust a nut like I bust a brick Bust a band like I bust a kid Bust a nigga like I bust a bitch But I pass it like Im Robert Horry Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn, it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn, it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Ahem Waynes world, party time, excellent She might be a tourist or a terrorist A Hells Angel actin like she heaven-sent, Lord We can go sight seein and all that She can be wifey and all that Shes the tourist, Im her tour guide Cause he just bullshit, I hit bullseye The weed got her lightheaded, red eyes I told her, Dont worry, we stay high Plus theres a bed on my tour bus So you can get fucked as we pull out, Lord I pull out like skrrt in New Orleans I pull up her skirt and get gnarly She come to Waynes world just to party And all of my tourists is foreign Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn, it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn, it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Khaled, fuck with your boy Bust a trip and come and be my tourist Moolah! God is great We winnin Amen Hallelujah, Hollygrove Hallelujah, Hollygrove Im gone Bust a trip and come and be my tourist

Yeah Nah, man, you gotta be kiddin me, man, cmon You cheat me, you cheat yourself, alright?  Straight up Signal goin in and out , swimmin at the house Live with no doubts , zen the fuck out  Big dawg plays , the pay offs in route Laid across the couch , Im zen the fuck out Zen the fuck out , zen the fuck out Laid across the couch , Im zen the fuck out Hol up, Im losin my mind cause people keep talkin Niggas be lyin, bitches be cryin I be like God, please, slow down, one at a time And they all want dibs and they want percents They comin at you and they comin at them But they not ever comin for mine, no I cant invite you random hoes to my house cause your energy is too whack I cant waste the sex on you and give you everything you cant give me back If we dont have the same vision, then we cant exchange contacts I dont get mad, I dont react, I just relax Good vibes or no vibes, my vibes I cut the cords, no hooks, no sides Yeah, no road blocks, kill that off road side Im more like coach, how I motivate mine You more like ref how you play both sides Cant sit around, let the day go by Cant sit around, let opps take your spot Eat your food, fuck your wife Look down and say fuck your life Have you been down? You stayed up all night? Sleep deprived, but wake up alright Fuck it, you gotta be tired I done survived things I shouldnt survive So, what? That gotta be God Top five, number one, quit tryna even the odds Signal goin in and out , swimmin at the house Live with no doubts , zen the fuck out Big dawg plays , the pay offs in route Laid across the couch , Im zen the fuck out Signal goin in and out , swimmin at the house Live with no doubts , zen the fuck out Big dawg plays , the pay offs in route Laid across the couch , Im zen the fuck out Zen the fuck out , zen the fuck out Laid across the couch , Im zen the fuck out Zen the fuck out, zen the fuck out Laid across the couch , Im zen the fuck out You either in or you out You either sure or you doubt Theyll be bringin all that fucked up energy round through to my house This shits a meditation, medicate on dedication Atop my reservation

Wheezy Beatz M.W.A. Music Four bombs, baby C4 Left hand Cook up grams with the left hand Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with my best mans Cookin up grams with the left hand, left hand Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with both of my hands Shouts out go out to all of my fans Save me some in the bowl Just to go all outta control Used to have dreams of Final Four Until I went all around the globe Then the feds hit my door I had to flush the work right down the commode Trap life , rap life If you dont know now then youll never know Back then thats all I wanted Split it up with all my brothers Told em we gon kill our opponents Just because they never loved us, no You want me to look back when you left us? No Niggas on the Nawf cant leave the bando Stayed down in the trap, tryna free the North Pole Most niggas out here beggin please to get on Oh, no, not my gang, yeah, you know we build strong Migo Gang, we built strong Left hand Cook up grams with the left hand Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with my best mans Cookin up grams with the left hand Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with both of my hands Shout out goes out to all of my fans Best man had been my brother, took the fire, took the cover, uh Cant tell us apart, but different fathers, different mothers We got caught smokin weed, we tried to hide the shit But we like Swizz and DMX, we ruff ride the shit I bumped the Ye and Screw tapes, you bumped the knowledge shit We was both presidents, fuck the politics We took two bright Lambs on a speed chase Its like a thousand on the dash on the freeway, yeah Best man best man R.I.P. to Ben Franklin, thats my best friend My girl got that ass, she a Texan She can bounce it up and down with her left leg Tell me what gang is you reppin Left hand Cook up grams with the left hand Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with my best mans Cookin up grams with the left hand Cookin up grams with the left hand Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with both of my hands Shout outs go out to all of my fans Dropped out of school Graduated from the streets Countin up the bands Just my brothers and me Dropped out of school Graduated from the streets Countin up the bands Just my brothers and me I didnt have the best plans But I count them bands, my brother the best man I didnt have the best plans The best plan

Mazi Osbourne, ya dig what the fuck Im sayin? You know Im, the type of nigga thats gonna fuck a ho, send her to the store, pull off on her. You know, bitch said I had a baby on the way, I told her we gon see on Labor Day. I aint gonna drop a bitch off unless she stay on the spray away. Ayy, when these hoes gonna pull up for all of us? Yeah, you get what Im saying, you wanna marry em, you gotta marry my niggas, fuck you mean? Tell that bitch I said shut the fuck up, sit down, and pour up Bitch Pop the codeine and pour the porridge Got some shorties to pull up on us To walk my orbit and fuck my homies Its quite enormous, my dinosaurus Youre my tourist, come be my tourist I bought vatore, bought my wrist some more wrist 12 at the door, flush it down the toilet With dem boys, whippin it enormous My dick enormous Fightin the mood Breakin the rules, howl at the moon Yellin my blues, wanna hit snooze Chase it with booze Im out in the noon, she out in the nude Fightin the fumes, its hotter than June Im under the moon followin you Im out of my head, Im out on the road Its nowhere to go, I gave you my soul Am I right, am I wrong? Tryna get home The love, Im up in the hill My highs as low as a hill Highs as low as a hill Pop the codeine and pour the porridge Got some shorties to pull up on us To walk my orbit and fuck my homies Its quite enormous, my dinosaurus Youre my tourist, come be my tourist I bought vatore, bought my wrist some more wrist 12 at the door, flush it down the toilet With dem boys, whippin it enormous My dick enormous Im in them ovaries, Im in them ovaries I dont know these niggas, ridin with them motorists Fallin on some diamond bourse and now we all rich Hidin all this, out in that orbit, I just record it Now its a party, yeah, its a garden, lets get it started I forgot it, she pass the Marley, tweak off a molly Pop a Xan, then tie the red up Dont hold a petty ho for ransom Goddamn for answer, pop on a lancer Pop the codeine and pour the porridge Got some shorties to pull up on us To walk my orbit and fuck my homies Its quite enormous, my dinosaurus Youre my tourist, come be my tourist I bought vatore, bought my wrist some more wrist 12 at the door, flush it down the toilet With dem boys, whippin it enormous My dick enormous Dinosaurus, dinosaurus Pop the codeine and pour the porridge Got some shorties to pull up on us To walk my orbit and fuck my homies Its quite enormous, my dinosaurus Youre my tourist, come be my tourist I bought vatore, bought my wrist some more wrist 12 at the door, flush it down the toilet With dem boys, whippin it enormous My dick enormous

Yeah , uh-uh-uh Si no quieres estar aquí , dímelo, dímelo, dímelo Si tú quieres algo de mí , pídelo, pídelo, pídelo Sabes cómo soy, bebé Que yo hago lo que sea por usted Dime qué vamo a hacer, que hoy yo te quiero ver Gucci, también Chanel, lo que tú me pidas, bebé Dime qué vamo a hacer, que hoy yo te quiero ver Gucci, también Chanel, lo que tú me pidas, bebé Pide, lo que quieras pide , quiero que te active Hoy te voa a hacer cosas pa que de mí tú no te olvide, yeh-yeh Baby, dime tú qué lo qué , to Versace, no Foot Locker Ese cabrón que ni te toque Si no quiere que la forty le coloque en la face Aún no me conoces bien, baby, no me juzgues Yo sé de amor también, deja que te busque Lo enrolo si tú quieres conducir, prende pa ya verte sonreir Hoy conmigo tú te va a venir Bad Bunny, baby Yeah, you know no better Say you different, who you kidding? Yeah, you know no better Ooh, save that talk for the ones Who dont know no better Cause, baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh, Major Lazer Straight up Baby, I know you better Baby, I know, I know no better Wrist lookin like it been dipped Dipped in that, dipped in that, dipped in that Script lookin like it been flipped Flippin that, flippin that, flippin that Pull up in that foreign, my God Whole squad get in that, get in that Please say it aint true, I had to go and cop two Hell nah, we cant fit in that Wild ones, like we fresh out the cage Showtime, baby, fresh off the stage Bad lil mama, fresh off the page Front like you love it, but you know that you hate it Yeah, you know no better Yeah, you know no better Yeah, you know no better Ooh Yeah, you know no better Say you different, who you kidding? Yeah, you know no better Ooh, save that talk for the ones Who dont know no better Cause, baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Straight up Baby, I know you better Baby, I know, I know no better Yeah, you know no better Say you different, who you kidding? Yeah, you know no better Ooh, save that talk for the ones Who dont know no better Cause, baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know you better Baby, I know, I know no better

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

Shut the fuck up! Yeah mane We still gettin this paper Buddah Bless this beat Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash, hit it n dash Flash, she a dancer Stack it and fold em Forty-two acres fuck on my neighbor Told her dont say shit Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Dawg Im stuck feel no drugs Thats my love in a cup keep it short Got the Dawgs in the cut Really off balance, heard they got talent Really ecstatic, moon walkin backwards Plane it got wood floors on the cabinet Hit the flight attendant diamond status Keep a actress on the addicts daily Looking like Boogie Nights in the 80s, ayy Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash Hit it n dash Flash, she a dancer Stack it and fold em Forty-two acres Fuck on my neighbor Told her dont say shit Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck , fuck, fuck, fuck Dawg Im stuck feel no drugs Thats my love in a cup keep it short Got the Dawgs in the cut Yeah, yeah I go live like Kodak Niggas keep dyin, fuck Xanax I kill shit, whats next? Nick cant stop my flex Stripper put it on her chest She even want no check Got Cartier on me like Offset Aint even gotta rap, nigga, Im set Get to a check I aint even cash Fresh to death lookin like I stepped up out a casket Im gon take my shot you gon pass it My bitch classy and she look just like Cassie but she nasty Im fucked up, stuck, still fill up a cup Woke up like what the fuck is up, lets turn up Fuck a buzz, yeah, I need drugs, lets turn up, yeah Keep a torch, yeah, Im a dog you a mutt, yeah Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash Hit it n dash Flash, she a dancer Stack it and fold em Forty-two acres fuck on my neighbor Told her dont say shit Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck Dawg Im stuck feel no drugs Thats my love in a cup keep it short Got the Dawgs in the cut

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

I woke up workin like Im Mexican That mean I work from 10 to 10 Then 10 to 10, then 10 again Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline Bitch, I do what I do, I feel how I feel Got my drink on the rocks, got my house on the hill Got the girl of your dreams yep I pop her, for real And Im thumbing through bill after bill after bill After bill, but I still pay respect to my city So much man you thought I was in debt for real Every day is a chase, every night is a thrill I feel sorry for whoevers not in the will G.O.O.D music or die ho, shout out to Ye-Ye Dumped all my other hoes, shout out to Nay-Nay I start my day with a prayer and vagjayjay Im higher than Day-Day, no off day just pay day Boy, since I was a baby I swear I was OG, you was a no G Textin these hoes that you love em and shit, prolly using them Emojis When you was a OG, bitch, Id still be more G Fuck you know about night terrors, nightmares and night scares About not gettin that white money fore a young nigga get white hair And I done dropped Control just to show you hoes who done got controlled You saying that I changed, yep, changed like I supposed While you at the same crib still wearin the same clothes Going to the same club, taking the same pose Pillow talkin with the same hoes All day about how Em aint the same Em And Hov aint the same Hov Some niggas never grew up, boy, they only grow old I guess that what coming up in Detroit do Finally famous is a Detroit crew Fuck with me and you Detroit food End up on the fuckin Detroit news, better off in the Detroit zoo Everybody got haters, I swear we been through this Martin had Malcolm, Caesar had Brutus Fuck am I sayin, man, Jesus had Judas I guess Im alright though, if I just got you, bitch You gon pull up friend to friend, Imma pull up Benz to Benz While you and her are cheek to cheek, me and her dick to chin Thats the difference between a 9-to-5 and a 10-to-10 Sean Don I woke up workin like Im Mexican That mean I work from 10 to 10 Then 10 to 10, then 10 again Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline They done fucked up now, ha-ha Mastermind... My kilos on ice, my sneakers snow white I got a place at the Trump, just to pray for advice My new bitch is Hispanic, got me speaking bilingual Some call it trickin cause this bitch thicker than Trina Anybody wanna motherfuckin die? Come try me then You aint real till you fucked your dawgs ho Seen a brick and had to buy a Benz Comin through and I dont fuck with niggas Bitch you wish you wanna fuck a nigga Good chance she done fucked a nigga Turned around and said, Fuck a nigga Stack on my belt, double M we a cult Masterminds in control, so nigga fuck what you thought 16s of coke, all my verses be dope Fuck XXL cause Im the source to these quotes I woke up workin like Im Mexican That mean I work from 10 to 10 Then 10 to 10, then 10 again Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline Ive been up from ten to ten, swear I wont sin again Raising Hell in my residence, godly presence with presidents My day job aint made me shit, public housin aint got no fence And college aint make no sense, niggas whole home invaded quick I done work, I done pay my dues, Im induced, now Im overdue One hit one, call this voodoo, dont want apes to jump out the zoo I got one mountain, one problem Plus the issues, I cant solve them But its nothin, and Im still in the club on the couch still fuckin up somethin Nigga, please! Mama please, Im never comin home til I make a hundred Gs Scratch that, til I make a hundred million, then Ima stretch that til I make a hundred trillion Who knew one day your son would grow up and learn how to be the boy Did songs with Hov, now hallelujah, fell asleep the real McCoy God damn, oh God, how you do that? I woke up workin like Im Mexican That mean I work from 10 to 10 Then 10 to 10, then 10 again Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline

Haha, yeah I made you get that Richard Mille and bust it down, bitch I made you get that Patek first and bust it down, bitch I came from out the jungle with this shit written on my arm, no cap Im a franchise nigga, yup Yeah, ten Cuban links, I got game Yeah, I bought my first Rollie servin caine, yeah Told your main thing, shit, at least she can pour my cup I put pink diamonds in your teeth, yup Fully loaded, totin magazine, yup Bitch, Im rollin and Im on codeine, yup Pussy good and deep, she belongs to the streets, yeah Swag in Tokyo and the plug Japanese, yeah I been gettin my chеcks before I knew what was Nikеs Mixed breed bad bitch, bite me like Im Tyson PJ X-rated, know I make it thunder and lightnin Take that nigga BIN and bring me a hundred thousand ones One fifty for the walkthrough, Im totin my gun Me and slatt, slatt, thats Super Slimey shit Swappin hoes out, we just slimed the bitch out, yeah Watch so froze, dont know what time it is now, yeah Sak pasé, we shootin with confidence Buy a bitch a Birkie, thats a compliment, yeah Ballin like the Lakers, won a championship, yeah Pluto, Freeband Gang Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes Cactis, not no iced tea Uh, got em bamboozled like Im Spike Lee Uh, you need more than Google just to find me Uh, I just called up bae to get her hyphy Incredible, i-i, i-i, general I just start the label just to sign me Uh, me and CHASE connected like we Siamese Uh, weve been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely Yup, on his white tee, uh Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people Private flight to France, tryna sight-see Popped him in his hands, he was typing Caterpillar Rari, I fold it, lift it up I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, Keep the luck Keep that, keep that ho R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke Talk to me nicely Keep her on a chain, that aint like me Scotts with no strings, you cant tie me Im higher than the plane, Im where the Skypes be Yep, in my slime tee Prince, he in his prime, yee Yellowbone too feisty, yee Clean him up, no napkin, yee Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes Scuse me Backin out of the cave, we built this shit off of pain In the corporate buildin Im double-cuppin champagne Come through in quintuplets, automatics, same name Tryna show all my young niggas how to start to believe Comin through with no top, she showin the Mickey Ds After twelve A.M., come through with a special Elevator, up to the top, this shit got levels

What you wanna do, baby? Where you wanna go? Ill take you to the moon, baby, Ill take you to the floor Ill treat you like a real lady, no matter where you go Just give me some time, baby, cause you know Even when were apart I know my heart is still there with you Five more hours til the night is ours and I am back with you This right here is my type of party Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Five more hours, were just getting started Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh This right here is my type of party Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Five more hours, were just getting started Five more hours, were just getting started How you wanna feel, baby? What you wanna know? Just pour another drink, baby, come on pour a little more Ill treat you like a real lady, Ill keep you up to code Ill give you all my time, baby, you know Even when were apart I know my heart is still there with you Five more hours til the night is ours and I am back with you, this is, yeah This right here is my type of party Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Five more hours, were just getting started Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh This right here is my type of party, you know this is my type of party Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Five more hours, were just getting started Five more hours, were just getting started Just getting started I follow the sound of your heartbeat How it always calls me, finding my way back to you Im feeling it more now than ever Ill do this forever, just to spend a night with you, this is, yeah This right here is my type of party Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Five more hours, were just getting started Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh This right here is my type of party Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Five more hours, were just getting started

Dollar sign, dollar sign, dollar sign, dollar sign, dollar sign, dollars Metro Boomin want some more nigga Back hitting licks, back on that dirty Cuzzo back on the block, he back servin birdies Plug hit my switch, damn he woke me up early If that bitch smell like swiss, oh, no, no, no, dont serve her Back hitting licks, back on that dirty Cuzzo back on the block, he back servin birdies Plug hit my switch, damn he woke me up early If that bitch smell like swiss, oh, no, no, no, dont serve her Blackout nigga, deeper than a frat house nigga Doper than the crack house nigga 20/20 Lambo, new edition Gotta hit two gears just to back out, nigga Been a hell of a night, but hell of a dykes cost a hell of a price With a devil in a new dress on the 35th floor, nigga God damn, thats a hell of a sight Damn right that is, damn right she drowned my kids Damn right, dont doubt, damn right Damn right I hit it, anything I said, I did it Damn right, only roll that gas dont pass that mid Just treat a pint like a handle When Im with your girl, I hit your girl in the bando Know I go commando Know I need my cheese, know my cheese, know the nachos Fall back, back, back, when you see me You could fall back when you see me tweakin Throw that ass back, back, back, back, know a nigga might throw that ticket Feds hit my block, it got hot But Im back up in this bitch and I cant stop Back hitting licks , back on that dirty Cuzzo back on the block, he back servin birdies Plug hit my switch, damn he woke me up early If that bitch smell like swiss, oh, no, no, no, dont serve her Back hitting licks, back on that dirty Cuzzo back on the block, he back servin birdies Plug hit my switch, damn he woke me up early If that bitch smell like swiss, oh, no, no, no, dont serve her

Yeah, yeah Lean, lean on me Yeah, yeah, codeine Yeah, yeah, codeine Yeah, yeah, codeine Yeah, yeah One more stop fore the world stop We gon roll this loud, its prohibited Making money moves off the laptop Codeine, codeine, codeine, no prescriptions here Its okay, its okay, its alright, yeah We gon roll, we gon do what you like, yeah We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it 3 Wayz, know Case you didnt know Case you didnt know We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it 3 Wayz, know Case you didnt know Niggas out of Hennessy, bitch, hit the store Pour that lean, lean, lean, lean, lean She gon turn to a freak, have me gone off a bean Super gone off a bean, hit it raw off a bean Got you right on your feet I need all your energy, all eyes on a G Give that shit to me, nobody but me Case you didnt know Case you didnt know Case you didnt know We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it 3 Wayz I cut em off and I wave at the same time, yeah She on them drugs and the drank at the same time, yeah yeah Ran them numbers up then I copped the Porsche Ayy, hoppin on your bitch like my six-four Its okay, its okay, its alright, yeah We gon roll, we gon do what you like, yeah We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it 3 Wayz, know Case you didnt know Case you didnt know We like to party on a weekday And everything I do, I do it 3 Wayz, know Bottles on me, bottles on me Diamonds on me, all these hoes on me Real niggas only, riders only Riding in my jeep, got your bitch with me My momma say whats gotten into me Way too many shots of the Hennessy, ay Way too many thoughts, I met you in my dreams Ooh, yeah Bottles on me Bottles on me Bottles on me Bottles on me

That post Rodeo flow, you know Folarin the genius, Scott the genius Mm, look, yeah Cartier, what your wrist doin? In the Ace with my nigga whip Real nigga in that Will&Rich I aint stoppin til a nigga fifty mil I aint trippin til a nigga hundred mil I aint trippin til Im five hundred mil Funny, weighin on the money But Im buyin ice to let all of these niggas chill Never ever gotta write a will Niggas wont beat me like Emmett Till Niggas wont bite me like Holyfield Might run it back on you, Im in the field Hey, that money be comin in, look Money be comin in, look I just left the Rodeo Then she ridin my jawn again She ridin my jawn again, got up on again And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her You know Im a stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner You know Im a loner, loner, loner, loner Smokin that dope, only Cali could grow it Doin my shows, all the bitches gon bump us Show off my card, theres livin with no limit I could buy a house and a Benz in the mornin This is important Never seen a night like this Wont you take a drag, another hit? Whippin up a pot, fish grits Never seen a night like this, yeah Never seen a night like this Wont you take a drag, another hit? Whippin up the pot, fish grits Never had a night like this Never seen nothin like this Yeah, dont make me hit the button, hit the nitrous Yeah, bang her right soon as the light hit Yeah, I tend to see the moon soon as the day flip Yeah, auto-auto-automatic Swerving, switching through traffic Every time I call your phone Im picking up, hearing static Lobby looking like Magic Living room on Stadium She aint too far from the DMV From the DMV, I am the greatest one Im not a killer, boy, dont make me one Ima chill, I got a baby comin My partner said its gon be tougher for you You aint sucker pussy or fake as them Real G nigga elementary, nigga Doja rolled in a Swisher Bun B, Pimp C, nigga Bun B, Pimp C, nigga; Bun B, Pimp C, nigga Had to change the line a nigga wrote Because America just hate to sees niggas winning Never seen a night like this Wont you take a drag, another hit? Whippin up the pot, fish grits Never seen a night like this, yeah Never seen a night like this Wont you take a drag, another hit? Whippin up the pot, fish grits Never had a night like this

I need a rider To go down and slide up I hope you can handle a shift stick, babe Cause you gotta drive it Girl, dont try to fight it When Im all up inside it You shiftin the gears on my stick shift, babe You got me excited I bet you ride so good, yeah Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out I bet you ride so good Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out Boy you got me workin, overtime Soakin wet, Im a Slip N Slide You say you want some breakfast, let me open wide Eat it up, tickle up my spine Run back, side to side, stick shift, overdrive Boy, you tryna give that pussy new interior design Bangin, bangin, wake up in it, Ima put my back into it No Netflix, we makin movies, Ima let you watch me do it I need a rider To go down and slide up I hope you can handle a shift stick, babe Cause you gotta drive it Girl, dont try to fight it When Im all up inside it You shiftin the gears on my stick shift, babe You got me excited I bet you ride so good, yeah Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out I bet you ride so good, yeah, yeah Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out I get those goosebumps every time You hit it from behind, the way we bump and grind You love the way I grind on that dick, grind on that dick Yeah, climb on that dick, glide on that dick Big titties in the front seat, ass in the back Throw it like a pitcher, baby, hit it with your bat I be on that freak shit Bust it for no reason I need a rider To go down and slide up I hope you can handle a shift stick, babe Cause you gotta drive it Girl, dont try to fight it When Im all up inside it You shiftin the gears on my stick shift, babe You got me excited I bet you ride so good, yeah Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out I bet you ride so good, yeah, yeah Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out Oh, let me bang it, oh, let me bang it out I bet you ride, yeah

Yeah Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Its Young Gunna Wunna, young NAV, and Young Wheezy Young Gunna, Young Wunna, young NAV, and Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Oh, they fresh out a coffin, dont know why they talkin Got power like Austin, they cap with a gown These rappers is exhaustin, that ho shit gon cost em They wet like a faucet, I look like a fountain In Texas like Austin, in L.A., we golfin Cant take no more losses and we steady countin I put em in office and didnt get a crown Im drenched like a dolphin, the freshest in town Racks in, walk in, Maxfield and Im splurgin again Mixin up Crush like its juicе and the gin Stick in her pussy, its loosenin, yеah I went to Houston with Travis, Im lit Niggas send threats and aint nobody dead I done got rich, but I still aint a lick Take a Perc 30 whenever Im sick Ring cost a thirty, I aint even 30 F.N. hold a .30, blue tips in the clip Widebody swervin, Rolls-Royce, thats for certain Her head game is urgent, I bust on her lip We the big dawgs and these lil niggas shrimps Vegas, I spent twenty K on the strip Neighborhood blue on the Vette, thats for Nip XO, YSL, in the game off the rip Oh, they fresh out a coffin, dont know why they talkin Got power like Austin, they cap with a gown These rappers is exhaustin, that ho shit gon cost em They wet like a faucet, I look like a fountain In Texas like Austin, in L.A., we golfin Cant take no more losses and we steady countin I put em in office and didnt get a crown Im drenched like a dolphin, the freshest in town Came out the jungle with tigers and apes Cant believe Cashs studio, covered in BAPE Fuck so much bitches, I should be in porn Cost an arm and a leg just to see me perform Speakin the truth cause I aint good at lyin And I never play golf, but I still keep my iron Call up some vibes, I got nothin but dimes And she gave me some brain, I got piece of her mind Pull up to functions, my name on the banner Still walkin through the back door with my hammer Told these lil boys that they dont want no smoke Had to aim for his legs, cant get caught on the camera Got me a baddie, when she give me sloppy She tie up her hair with a Gucci bandana Come between me and my blues and get handled I know me some dangerous Crips from Atlanta If I run into a problem with cake I put pots on the stove and I whip up the batter Speak on my name, Ima pull up on you All your people gon run when the shots start to splatter Stayed on my grind and I been makin noise And I still find a way how to tune out the chatter Catchin yo bitch is like catchin the opps I just pull out my dick and I shoot it right at her Oh, they fresh out a coffin, dont know why they talkin Got power like Austin, they cap with a gown These rappers is exhaustin, that ho shit gon cost em They wet like a faucet, I look like a fountain In Texas like Austin, in L.A., we golfin Cant take no more losses and we steady countin I put em in office and didnt get a crown Im drenched like a dolphin, the freshest in town Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy Young Wheezy, Young Wheezy

I miss my dawg I miss my dawg And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would’ve thought I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my niggas And we sliding, letting shit pop off I miss my dawg I miss my dawg And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would’ve thought I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my niggas And we sliding, letting shit pop off They killed Chinx Drugz in his own city They killed Lil Snupe in his own city Wonder why I dont be in my own city I dont know if niggas gon clap for me or gon kill me Still living lavish and they still wonder why I act savage All these guns and automatics Still gonna murder these niggas that want to have it Before they have me miss my son’s football practice Fuck y’all niggas that killed Lil Snupe And when we run in y’all niggas we gone kill y’all too I still pray every young nigga feel that coupe Cause young niggas feel like me, I feel like you Fifty shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie I pray to God, load my chopper, tell them niggas I’m ready I’m riding round with my squad, its Pmon and Omelly I got Deen in the cut, my nigga Coon be so heavy We got to make it back home tonight So fuck the law, we brought the chrome tonight Cause the cops won’t save you, you alone tonight So tell me young nigga am I wrong or right? I miss my dawgs I miss my dawg And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would’ve thought I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my niggas And we sliding, letting shit pop off I miss my dawg I miss my dawg And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would’ve thought I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my niggas And we sliding, letting shit pop off Sometimes I miss my dad, I wish he could see me now Rolls Royce, he wouldn’t believe me now The way I took my mom out the hood, got Tweety round From the jects to the burbs, I wish you could meet me now But you died before he was even round But I set him straight though, look who he be around In the sticks with the kids where they really play soccer When he could’ve been a nigga on the corner with a chopper You the one that taught me how to hold my hands fore they got you So I’ma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, til they rock us You ain’t even get to meet my son Papi He’s three now, and he be asking where his grandpop is You see now, they talk cause they dont see my fam shopping Now see the brand new Benz and the brand new houses Know you see these brand new friends, acting brand new, smiling And I just got brand new bills, that’s brand new problems And my old homie told on me, like damn you wyling And that shit you talk from jail don’t scare nobody Cause you told, you dead now And you know, nigga walk with your head down RIP Fly high, so high, fly high, so high Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye So high, so high, so long, goodbye

Always used to pull up pop trunk at Chancellors Yeah, growing hard, falling hard, like a cancer Yeah, always in the city, always keep a dancer Yeah, she playing in my hair, she gotta keep me handsome Yeah, she just in the shower, s-she not with the cameras Never asking questions, never giving answers Thats the code, thats the code, to the masses Black bastards, black masses Yeah, on my 2Pac mom shit, black panther You flexing one-on-one, one-on-one, Kyla Prattin Me? On my rock-n-roll shit, Mick Jagger Im in these Hidden Hills with M&Ms, Kardashian Yeah, I might need a doctor, Aftermath is tragic Ive been taking all my doses, keeping up and active Rager aint no major, thats a black basket Mask it, walk on Nazareth to black caskets Yeah, I got the code, code to the masses Im way up, way up, way up Till Nobody can hold wi back

Take a molly like communion My lil girl like, What you doin? Im just tryna even out my odds Sip and sip til I feel like a God Youre my cup overflowin Fucked up and you know it I swear I feel like Im floatin Feel like everybody knows it Yeah, Im up, yeah, Im up, yah Everybody must know it Yeah, Im up, yeah, Im up, yah Tell the world, yeah, Im floatin They aint think Id ever go and flex like this Never had plans on gettin less than this My God, I know what a blessing is Thank God, I know what a blessing is Prayers up Whole squad sending prayers up Purple drank in my prayer cup Whole squad sending prayers up Purple drank in my prayer cup Whole squad sending prayers up My God, I know what a blessing is Thank God, I know what a blessing is Smokin loud, like to pour lean Luxury wheels that you know we in Mama said she wants me in the church Before the day they put me in a hearse But I just feel like God when the liquor hit If only God can judge me, then Im innocent Cause every time Im adding up my dividends At the same time I add my blessings up Yeah, Im up, yeah, Im up, yah Everybody must know it Yeah, Im up, yeah, Im up, yah Tell the world, yeah, Im floatin They aint think Id ever go and flex like this Never had plans on gettin less to this My God, I know what a blessing is Thank God, I know what a blessing is Prayers up Whole squad sending prayers up Purple drank in my prayer cup Whole squad sending prayers up Purple drank in my prayer cup Whole squad sending prayers up My God, I know what a blessing is Thank God, I know what a blessing is Straight up, up, alright Straight up, yah Its lit, busy, busy, busy, busy Alright, ooh Straight up, yah, yah Yeah, Im up, yah

Travis Scott and Lil Duke Rodeo shit On my vibe, on my vibe, Ive been drinkin Every time, every time, why we do this? Spent my mind on my grind, Im not selfish We break up, then make up, we cant help it Ive been sippin, Ive been poppin everything Lets save some time, we aint gotta tell no names They say they want a real one They say they want a real one to make em feel young Feel young, feel young Been fuckin with some bad bitches out in every state I cant deal with them if they too young, please dont come my way I just want you on the road with me while I chase my dream She make me feel young, all we do is play We break up, we make up and fuck all day I told her if she aint down get the fuck up out my way Ima give you one more chance, I dont got no time to waste Now, what you got to say? She said, Okay, alright, Im glad you home On my vibe, on my vibe, Ive been drinkin Every time, every time, why we do this? Spent my mind on my grind, Im not selfish We break up, then makeup, we cant help it I be sippin, I be poppin everything Lets kill some time, we aint gotta tell no names They say they want a real one They say they want a real one to make em feel young Feel young, said they want a real one to make em feel young On my vibe, on my vibe, Ive been drinkin Every time, every time, why we do this? Spent my mind on my grind, Im not selfish We break up, then makeup, we cant help it Ive been sippin, Ive been poppin everything Lets save some time, we aint gotta tell no names They say they want a real one Say they want one to make em feel young Real one, make em feel young Feel young, want a real one to make em feel young Feel young, make em feel young Feel young, feel young Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-ohh On my vibe, Ive been drinkin

I got bands Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bands Lets get this dough, run the world for sure I got bands Man, Im in these streets, its been a long day Bout to sign this deal and throw it all away Bout to cop the crib that Dame lost today Funny look at them niggas that slippin You trippin, no fear, my niggas, we get it Im looking down at the whole world through these glass ceilings And when I step outside bad bitches with me Back in my section twisting that la la, cant let it stress me Wake up, fall asleep to Dizzy Gillespie Ba-back it up and break it down She gon bust it on this dick you gon take her out of town I put ice in my veneers, I put rubies in my crown Count them stacks and blow them racks, niggas know who they around I got bands Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bands Lets get this dough, run the world for sure I got bands Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bands Lets get this dough, run the world for sure I got bands Okay, I walk in this bitch I fuck shit up then I leave, ho Pay your car note or get some money for that weed, ho Forty-five hundred, blow it, there go double Cs, ho Might go throw a birkin bag if you tell me please, ho She gon throw that ass back, drop that on them real niggas Im gon throw that cash back, drop that on the real bitches Murder on that pussy, ho, I kill-I-I kill bitches You gon get like every bag and every shoe if I deal with you Young nigga ballin like I fuckin hit the lottery You just want the money shorty, you aint got to lie to me All these niggas hatin on me, know they wanna body me Cause every time you see a nigga, I look like a robbery I got bands Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bands Lets get this dough, run the world for sure I got bands Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bands Lets get this dough, run the world for sure I got bands I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands Lately, I been goin crazy Laughin, drinkin, find myself in arms of different women, huh Toast it, I need to use my cerebellum Tried to tell em cut that rap shit all that wack shit is underwhelming Times ticking, palms itching Minds tripping, tired of living, mad decisions, Ill kill em I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands I got bands Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bands Lets get this dough, run the world for sure I got bands Dont need these hoes, hundred racks to blow Nigga, I got bands Lets get this dough, run the world for sure I got bands

Where the weather is warm Moonlight move when a nigga dance Peep a nigga steeze from a nigga stance Had to leave home wasnt working out Kiss moms for me if you get a chance Walk the streets where I stay Niggas give me daps and pounds they cant wait In the moonlight, you cant see my eyes And when Im off the things I cant think Man I been coasting the coast Swear a young nigga done been through the most Washing my mind out with dope Shit real, but you know a nigga cant choke When they recognize a real nigga still Ride with me, down with me, say he a float And all my real niggas sitting in the VIP Shoving champagne through the next girl throat Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Lets get high, and go dance on the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We could fly, and go straight to the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Touch the sky, and go dance on the moon Where the weather is warm and we forever live long Lost in the moonlight, run through the moonlight, who knew? Cop lights, no lights, cause the bills they was overdue Now a skinny iggy nigga got fits from the runway Taking trips to the side of the moon Had to take trips to define my peace But I got a little feeling it might be in that tomb I like my weed a little cheese, roll that that a little thick Better watch your toke, you dont wanna choke Better let that jack roll down your neck Im on some popular shit, come look in my eyes and get a fix We just gon cruise hit the brews, lay back dont worry bout shit It might get rowdy cause all the freaky models wanna party All the freaky models in the lobby, its so obvious that they lobbyist Man it cant be realer, me and my niggas in the villa She in that white dress it cant fit her Sweet not bitter, drink like you got no liver Hit it and she on the moon my nigga Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Lets get high, and go dance on the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We could fly, and go straight to the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Touch the sky, and go dance on the moon Where the weather is warm and we forever live long Paul Wall, two cups, hold up, hold up Im headed to the moon cause the world screwed up Like the city, I grew up so Im pouring up a co-cup, bout to get tore up Got a Xanax crushed up If you spill my cup, itll get you fucked up Pull up to the moon with the trunk up Gettin sucked up with three blunts rolled up Smoke all three at the same time: call that triple OG In the triple D, Im full when Im on E, you dont know nothing bout me Backwood feel with a Compton tree Getting full of that oil, I got gas and grease Three lines poured up in the big East Baptized a blunt but I aint no priest Peach Ciroc with a Norco, piece of hash and my trippy sticks OG wax on a bone with a skillet, me and Paskel been doing that shit Def rocking link, what you know about this Baby Bash came through with the kush assist Percocet ten and a soma twist on the moon Getting higher than a bitch and Im doing my dance Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Lets get high, and go dance on the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We could fly, and go straight to the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Touch the sky, and go dance on the moon Where the weather is warm and we forever live long

Uh set it up, keep rollin, rollin, drop it Baby drop it like your stalling, stalling tonight I wanna ride that wave Body built for the beach, do you got that ocean? Body surf, dont sleep, body surf on me Dont stop, I wanna ride that wave All night, Im gonna ride that wave Look here, Im gon surf in it baby Get turnt in it baby , put work in it baby Keep working it while I ride that wave Put it out, Im on fire, fire That’s what I’m about, take me higher, higher, tonight Im gonna ride that wave You got a little body built for the beach Do you got that ocean? Body surf, dont sleep, body surf on me, woman Dont stop, Im gonna ride that wave All night, Im gonna ride that wave Look here, I wanna surf in it baby Get turnt in it baby, put work in it baby Keep working it while I ride that wave Ima make the waves, just bring your surfboard yeah Ive been offshore, Ive been offshore Somewhere shaded with my hair braided Hate to tell you I couldnt make it yeah But be your man, I can be that later Right now I might pull up on ya on my surfboard like Im Kelly Slater Lotta shit that I might forget I got emails, texts, I aint read those yet Replying to all those needs you said Like moving on, I might feel that way yeah But lately Ive been hoping for change If you catch that wave wont you surf to me yeah? Damn right girl, you are a bad bitch And she fish my way, I gotta catch it I take a late night swim, been a minute Pussy so wet, always drown when Im in it Doing 105 on the 101 home She told me dont stop but Im already gone Dont stop, I wanna ride that wave All night, Im gonna ride that wave Look here, Im gon surf in it baby Get turnt in it baby, put work in it baby Keep working it while I ride that wave Yeah, get wild baby, so hot, god damn, I need a towel baby I could wipe you down right now baby I could ride that wave right now, say Yeah, get wild baby, so hot, god damn, I need a towel baby I could wipe you down right now baby I could ride that wave right now, say

Its lit Money, power, respect, eatin breakfast on a jet We got cash to get, carats hangin from my neck Money, power, respect, quit the talkin, cut the check Every time they see us flex, they get so upset, yeah Money, power, respect, eatin breakfast on a jet We got cash to get, carats hangin from my neck Money, power, respect, quit the talkin, cut the check Every time they see us flex, they be so upset Thousand dollars on me, Ive been going all week Diamonds, all my drugs, nigga, I cant get no sleep I just want some love, Ive been going way too deep Falling on my mouth, bank cant give me no more weight Top play, ayy, they haters, young nigga tryna say shit Big dog conversation, big ice revelation Rolex rollin on my piece, I been going fine all week Yeah, I designed my feet I fucked around and smashed your niece Man, they hate, why they cant relate, yeah Light skin niggas, they just stand and pay, hide away, yeah Ive been going ways Up all my coats and going away Every time, even family time, it take no place, yeah Money, power, respect, eatin breakfast on a jet We got cash to get, carats hangin from my neck Money, power, respect, quit the talkin, cut the check Every time they see us flex, they get so upset, yeah Money, power, respect, eatin breakfast on a jet We got cash to get, carats hangin from my neck Money, power, respect, quit the talkin, cut the check Every time they see us flex, they be so upset, yeah Money, power, respect, eatin breakfast on a jet We got cash to get, carats hangin from my neck Money, power, respect, quit the talkin, cut the check Every time they see us flex, they get so upset, yeah Money, power, respect, eatin breakfast on a jet We got cash to get, carats hangin from my neck Money, power, respect, quit the talkin, cut the check Every time they see us flex, they be so upset, yeah

Bueno At the highest that I ever be, yeah Look through the clouds, you just see God and me, yeah Goin hard, thats the God in me 2 AM, whippin, cant fall asleep, yeah I slop the top off, help me breathe Pop like Aleve, help me relieve You can tell by the chains, man, who runnin things Slide through my hood like Im Suge cause they Got em jumpin out the woods cause they Man, my bitch make me look good and they Put La Flame on every hook cause they Yeah, they Suge cause they Got em jumpin out the woods cause they Man, my bitch make me look good and they Put La Flame on every hook cause they Yeah, they Twenty-five lighters on the dresser, yessir Twenty-five Twenty-five Twenty-five Twenty-five, twenty-five Haters watchin over I can’t react cause they Twenty-five lighters on the dresser, yessir Twenty-five Twenty-five Twenty-five Twenty-five, twenty-five Haters watchin over I cant react cause they Love it, mane Love it, mane Love it, mane Love it, mane, love it, mane Love it, mane Love it, mane Love it, mane Love it, mane, love it, mane

DJ Khaled DJ Khaled! Another one! We the Best Music! Whoa, cant let you roll Ill let you know thats shes the one, not the two Yeah yeah yeah, shade without the H Most think we smooth with this young nigga attitude Girl, is you ready, ready, ready? Yeah, yeah Im tired, baby, you tired Of them headaches, headaches, headaches, yeah But Imma give you what you looking for Just be down for life just be down for life Just be down for life Imma be down for life Are you down for life? just be down for life Just be ready with it, yeah, yeah P-A-I-D in F-U-L-L M-O-N-E-Y K-I-L-L I go to J-A-I-L, F-U-C-K all them cops, yeah, fuck 12 Roll it up tight then put it in the air Im tryna find me a rider thats real Icing you down for the demonstrations Down, down for the demonstrations We gotta live for our reputations You got your level up, you got your level up Uno amigo your caliber 24k on an amateur, I get 100k out a bag I spent 100k on your bag, thats a crocodile Birk They tryna throw dirt on my name and they seeing what Im worth I pull up dripping like BB, I get so many fresh everyday You better hope I dont OD, I keep a chopper like BG Young money nigga no PG, slow it down for me like juvie I catch a homi like lil T, Im in the streets like a HB They made a movie in 3D, we made a film at AMCs Here come another one, Khaled; here come another one, Khaled Girl, is you ready, ready, ready? Yeah, yeah Im tired, baby, you tired Of them headaches, headaches, headaches, yeah But Imma give you what you looking for Just be down for life just be down for life Just be down for life Imma be down for life Are you down for life? just be down for life Just be ready with it, yeah, yeah Imma pull up on you, is you ready? The doors open different girl, let me show ya Niggas love to hate, bitches love to hate Thats why I spoil you I cant lie, I cant lie, youve been down since day one I’ll go out pull out the hammer and kill shit if they say some Ooh, Ill do it, Ill do it, Ill do it Ooh, Ill do it, Ill do it, Ill do it Yo, huh Maybach Music The season success, 6 reasons Im blessed Secret societies, he seems so possessed First you master the hustle, then you conquer the struggle Now Im stacking my numbers, just like they tackles and fumbles Every week, theres pictures of different bitches kissing me But the one that stole my heart, thats still a mystery Chill, Khaled, chill; Bill, let it bill Squat, shorty, squat, please, in them heels Maybach Music Just be down for life just be down for life Just be down for life , Imma be down for life Ill be down for life just be down for life And just be ready, you with it , yeah, yeah Tell me you ready, baby girl, tell me you ready And Imma be there in a second, wont take you for granted Ima treat you like the fetty Cause, baby, you know I go get it She know that I got a check, and that paper come in steady She want Audemars Piguet, she wanna ride in a Bentley Imma step up, take a rental, I know she digging my pimping Baby, stop playing, get with it Baby, stop playing, get with it I know you tired of them gimmicks But you fucking with the realest Is you ready for the way I’m coming? Is you ready for the life Im living? Imma be down like a damn coffin I want you with me til God call me Tell all them lame niggas Sayonara I hit the jeweler and bought a car Wide receiver, I just caught a charge Girl, is you ready to go tomorrow? When Im with you, I look like a star This one right here is gon take me far Girl, is you ready, ready, ready? Yeah, yeah Im tired, baby, you tired Of them headaches, headaches, headaches, yeah But Imma give you what you looking for Just be down for life just be down for life Just be down for life Imma be down for life Are you down for life? just be down for life Just be ready with it, yeah, yeah Khaled! Its We the Best for life DJ Khaled! We the Best Music! I pray we holding hands as we walk across the burning sands These words for you are genuine, we define loyalty

How many times the merry-go-round goes around You come around a whole lot of times Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist I might pass that little bitch back to my buddy Pass that bitch, pass her to my buddy How does it feel, my nigga? Damn it feel great Bust a little bitch, pass her to my buddy Gin and tonic, pass that to my buddies On that lean and soda, Im not no alcoholic How does that feel, my nigga? I said it feel great Come bust a trip and come and be my tourist Alligator swamp , we pill pop in my hood Aint no changin that, cut that check we all good 9 A.M. clockin, 4 A.M. water whippin Just got to the Mo, my niggas still leanin, tippin Had to bust a bitch I knew back from my old days Shawty held me down when a nigga had that bald fade 504, my nigga, shout my woadie La Flame killin you, niggas, damn, Im sorry Thats not my kid, call up my nigga, Maury Drinkin, drivin, but I wore a condom and Im stickin to that story I bust a nut like I bust a brick Bust a band like I bust a bitch Bust a nigga like I bust a bitch But I pass it like Im Robert Horry Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist

Travis Scott! You know Thugger, Thugger, nigga Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Twelve more hours left for us in a day Call your friends and lets get drunk Ive been drinkin all day, Ive been floatin all day Call your friends and lets get drunk, hey! Bring your ass over here now You know where, how I stay Ive been gone for some time now I just want a lil taste Mix it, mix it, pour Drinkin, sippin, slow Lean so cold now, froze Froze, froze Come on over, get drunk Yeah, now my nigga wanna re-up Slide down, nigga, how it is Ive been dependent Biz up in the Bentley Got a hundred bitches on the private Another private lit, and all them fightin in it Im the governor and the politician, you know Ive been gettin hammered from the go Ive been in the fan for the smoke Yeah, ooh Call your friends to get drunk I need me a blunt One, two, three, and Im gone Find me up in the sun Bitches up to something Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Caress lil mama for weed, and she did it for free Call your friends and lets get drunk Yeah that thing wet, baby, I need skis Call your friends and lets get drunk Yeah I need to skeet, yeah, oh Run it back from the track Then Ima speed race in that Lil mama still got my back Pull down your pants, I want crack Im growing weed, this aint trees My bitch brown like Hennessy Big blood like Freddy in dreams Dressed in a tie like the Dean Drunk and in love with my baby Baby do not go fast, go slow, wait Tell me, tell me information, I got rank Lets take a shot together and then lay up like planks Never ever, do I wanna leave my little lady Patrón down, back down, they got a plan fore that boy wake Told God if I get a iced out watch I wont be late Every time I try to stick it in all the way Baby girl be like aye aye aye, aye aye, aye aye Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk, hey

All these bitches come and go All this money come and go Im just tryna double up Stack it up just to blow it Watch the money go Watch the money go We been trappin on the phone We been whippn on the stove She make millions on the pole Where that money go? Where that money go? Can’t fuck with my team We need like 100 money machine Pay the price for these dreams Where the money go? Where the money go? Where the money go? Where the money go? You can find out where the money When you find it, then you let me know Lost everything my mind included Got betrayed today they pray to Judas In a daze, they say my days are numbered Under fire but I remain the coolest Wheres the love, I hate to have to do this King shit I think I’m back to rule it Kill a king ya really feel the power Hang the backstabber, kill the coward Dopamine I’m raw as coca leaf Out of focus, they can’t hope to see Bitches talk but I just don’t believe Adam told us theres no hope for eve Give a bitch the fuckin moon and stars Probably say that all she need is space Now its fuck her, I just feed the snakes This the last supper Jesus ate All these bitches come and go All this money come and go Im just tryna double up Stack it up just to blow it Watch the money go Watch the money go We been trappin on the phone We been whippn on the stove She make millions on the pole Where that money go? Where that money go? Can’t fuck with my team We need like 100 money machine Pay the price for these dreams Where the money go? Where the money go? Where the money go? Where the money go? You can find out where the money When you find it, then you let me know Smoke my thoughts and drink my fears Pray to god but I don’t think he hears Water muddy, but the crystals clear Case I need to make it crystal clear Heart cold, but I don’t got no chill Me and Satan we don’t got no deal Everybody comin for this dope I think I might know how Chapo feels They condemn the child that lives within Then condemn the way we live as sin Say I’m haunted, sipping triple gin When I just wanna see my niggas win, DAMN I just wanna see my niggas win I just wanna see my niggas win All these bitches come and go All this money come and go Im just tryna double up Stack it up just to blow it Watch the money go Watch the money go We been trappin on the phone We been whippn on the stove She make millions on the pole Where that money go? Where that money go? Can’t fuck with my team We need like 100 money machine Pay the price for these dreams Where the money go Where the money go Where the money go? Where the money go? You can find out where the money When you find it, then you let me know

I dont know about you Feel like Im floating through the night Slow move to the groove Often the feeling feels right In the night, in the night, in the night, the night Feel like Im floating through traffic This shit be the coldest Wake up nigga, smell the Folgers Fuck she throwing up last night Only if the dumb bitch did what I told her She feel me, I feel her And she even let me move my fingers up her skirt Fuck it live for the moment Had no bread, now the hoes spread like toast is Her legs spread like Moses On my way, raise your glass we can have a toast To the same ones that love talking that wild shit Be the same ones who wanna be around the most Tony said soon enough niggas will have a two-tone Two blond chicks with the roof gone Complaining now that her breasts out Well at least you couldve thought to put the mink on I dont know about you Feel like Im floating through the night Slow move to the groove Often the feeling feels right In the night, in the night, in the night, the night Feel like Im floating through traffic Wet dreams with the prom queen Now Im tryna screw me a centerfold Every nigga have their wild dreams Mines is to fly to the summer in my winter clothes Sin city is a mile away I see the devil in a skirt, but its a nightgown Hallelujah, does it even matter if its night or day When we pull up, she gon pull her shirt down This where we find em Same niggas that sniff Donna And get drunk off the mimosa Space green or designer Hermes based off of drama Call it spendin yoda Six years catch me trying yoga In the Caesar Palace rocking a toga Throwing a toga party Chilling with your bitch and she extra naughty I dont know about you I dont know about you In the night, in the night, in the night, the night Feel like Im floating through traffic I dont know about you Feel like Im floating through the night Slow move to the groove Often the feeling feels right In the night, in the night, in the night, the night Feel like Im floating through traffic

What we gon do with that boy? Fuck I lost my mind Ive been runnin since a quarter eight on the dirt road straight out The Mo Flip the bird fore a nigga faint Fuck moms think a nigga strung on dope, niggas thinkin I cant Shit you wanna know me? Let me show your ass a little thing Every time I walk in this bitch, fresh, feeling my fir for the fish She want to hold a nigga dick for the piss To the squat for the flick Give me yo thoughts for a bit Right, gon hit the weed, gon head just cough little bit Cum in her mouth, couple kids lost, coulda been a good spouse Mom: Wake the fuck up baby Jacques! Travis: Fuck, I was dreamin! Dad: Junior, get the fuck up! Travis: Fuck, I cummed on my boxers, fuck! Dad: Get yo ass up boy! Travis: Fuck they want? Fuck! Mom: Baby Jacques, wake the fuck up! Get yo ass downstairs! Travis: Shut up, bitch, fuck! Dad: Junior! Junior! Junior! What the hell!? Travis: I gotta get the fuck out of here, fuck this...

10-201, you know what Im sayin? Smokin big, drankin syrup, know what Im talkin bout? What, sucker free, what, what I can do dat I can do dat, ay If I spill drank on my clothes - I can do dat It dont matter cause I buy me some more - I can do dat Ima spend about fifty in the mall - I can do dat Ima buy me a Bentley in the fall - I can do dat Ima stop weak niggas from rappin... I, cant, leave, drank alone It got me feenin Feel like Im on the drive to the moon Man I thought the world was ending soon Damn, the devil stay testin and the devil wear Prada Sometimes I drive While Im staring in your eyes With my hands behind your head While you take me away Whether Im shinin all winter or chillin all summer We rockin furs, look like I copped em straight out the jungle Used to spend cheese up on the steez, yeah I remember Used to take trips whippin the Jeep that my mom loaned us Ridin real slow Mmhm, thats the shit they didnt know Cruisin down 59 seeing niggas ridin fours, I just stared at the stars And looked with my eyes closed cause its driving me wild Sometimes I drive While Im staring in your eyes With my hands behind your head While you take me away Hit the weed and just drive Hit the weed and just drive Hit the weed and just drive Hit the weed and just drive, oh, yeah Sometimes I drive While Im staring in your eyes With my hands behind your head While you take me away Junior! Fuck! Junior, turn that shit off! Man, for what? Nigga, shut up! Whatd I tell you about playin that loud-ass music in this fuckin house? Fuck! Fuckin drums crazy!

Hm, forgive me Yeah, you have to understand, yeah, forgive me Yeah, Im off a Xan, yeah, forgive me Yeah, it wasnt in the plan, yeah, forgive me Aw, man, forgive me I been on the Xan, forgive me Wasnt in my plans, forgive me Uh-uh, forgive me In the, uh, if Im bad enough Had to hit the road, had to bag it up In the uh with it, uh-uh Ive been givin from the go, forgive me, yeah Now we back out at the liquor store, uh for them , you already know Yeah-yeah, in the We go together like and , yeah and I just need to know, yeah Thats just endless summer, had to get a note, yeah We can lose a feelin, Know you hear me, then I fo-forgive me, yeah Forgive me Yeah, I had to switch the plan, yeah, forgive me, yeah Uh, uh, forgive me Yeah, you have to understand, yeah, forgive me, yeah Aw, man, forgive me I just took a M, forgive me Uh-uh, forgive me You have to understand, yeah, forgive me I been on the go, I been on the go Yeah, on the low, you already know Yeah, had to get a nigga back to centerfold Yeah, that new pussy started gettin old First class, you already know Poppin pills, takin all my minerals Fuck the lobster and that dinner roll I just miss the cartoon and the cereal Better have some backup Aint no spendin less we independent Been a minute since I been dependent And now I gotta angel, fo-forgive me Forgive me You have to understand, yeah, forgive me, yeah Uh, yeah, forgive me I had to switch the plans, yeah, forgive me, uh Uh-uh, forgive me Been in the back, forgive me

DY Krazy Cicero on the beat Diamonds make em sneeze, so I bless em Nawf side get them thangs, and I stretch em They forgot that we the ones, apply the pressure I can see them when they foldin under pressure Eyes wide, geeked up in that Tesla Nawf side, we apply that pressure Thats a wise guy, and you better not test him Watch them birds fly, birdkeeper catch em Its the last pie, so I had to stretch it Im on Fox 5, try to take my necklace On Instagram Live, updates every second Five Guys in the kitchen, heavy on the veggies Niggas aint got money, all cap if I I tell it Niggas gon get Take the whole pack if I sell it We ride like the service secret, niggas mob tellin The reason if the breakfast seasoned but it not digestin Once I get them thangs on the stretcher Ima stretch it Bet they know the game, do they know Im not a question? Eyes blood rushin, and your bitch is smilin, blushin Im worth too much money, aint no talkin, get to dumpin Hunnid round drum on me , Andre Drummond They dont want smoke with me , they know how Im comin Im geekin, Im trippin, I tried to fit Tommy in front of my timing I shed a tear every time I smoke cause I roll like the onion Diamonds make em sneeze, so I bless em Nawf side get them thangs, and I stretch em They forgot that we the ones, apply the pressure I can see them when they foldin under pressure Eyes, wide, geeked up in that Tesla Nawf side, we apply that pressure Thats a wise guy, and you better not test him Watch them birds fly, birdkeeper catch em The dark side, my nights they get reckless They send spies, just so they can catch us Dont use lines, must avoid the set up It dont shine, gotta check the set up Believe me , nightmares keep me up it aint no sleepin Flashes outside, know somebodys peepin Look down in my cup I keep on drinkin Why you take so much? I have my reasons Done with the silence when she sees us A hunnid on the smile, she keep on askin why Im teethin Runnin up the vibe, we brought the ratchets, make it even Tiptoe through the front door, out the back door, left it geekin Diamonds make em sneeze, so I bless em Nawf side get them thangs, and I stretch em They forgot that we the ones, apply the pressure I can see them when they foldin under pressure Eyes wide, geeked up in that Tesla Nawf side, we apply that pressure Thats a wise guy, and you better not test him Watch them birds fly, birdkeeper catch em

I know, I said Nas album done We the Best Music! But we got one more to do first Straight up! DJ Khaled! 150, stack it all in my Gucci jacket 50 more in the Goyard, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Got the mansion on the island Its secured, its secured Got them bitches flyin private Its secured, its secured Foreign bitches and they wildin Its secured, its secured 100 mil, keep on pilin Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Im principle driven, only real ones feel me Most needed protection from the OGs to get bigger No disrespect to them, but I never needed them older niggas Or so we thought speedin through life like The speed of sound – what your life like? Momma stressin, seen the ratchets in the dresser She not askin questions Seen the vests, seen other kids in the caskets restin Life ill, cause most of my niggas in jail For them it was hustle or death, I reshuffled my deck I gave myself a good hand Probably ran through a hundred million Per decade, Im not phased, and I could spot ya A hundred million before you could ever spot grays Chili Fritos in the helicopter Money cant get that ghetto outcha 150, stack it all in my Gucci jacket 50 more in the Goyard, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Got the mansion on the island Its secured, its secured Got them bitches flyin private Its secured, its secured Foreign bitches and they wildin Its secured, its secured 100 mil, keep on pilin Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Watch out for insecure niggas They take your soul out your body, they not secure I pray the Lord stop a opp before I go backwards Resort to violent reactions Thats childish, my lifes a dream to rappers Afraid they moments have past em Its all different hustles Niggas movin bricks Young niggas rappin, doin shows, hittin they licks Everybody holdin shmoney in pics Dont get robbed, boy, is you dumb? All them swipers gettin it how it come 43, morally ambiguous, you serious? Gettin it, lyricist, idiots, you aint nearin this Out of New Yorks biggest and richest Im the template, low-key the busiest The game chose me, deal with it So Im the quiet type, Mr. One Mic But silently listen, use the same letters to spell it right So hear me, from Nasty Im mature Heres another appetizer Khaled, we did it again, let Travis take us higher! 150, stack it all in my Gucci jacket 50 more in the Goyard, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah yah yah yah yah yah Its secured, its secured Got the mansion on the island Its secured, its secured Got them bitches flyin private Its secured, its secured Foreign bitches and they wildin Its secured, its secured 100 mil, keep on pilin Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah Its secured, its secured Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah A hundred mil, keep on pilin Its Nasir and Travis and Khaled Khaled Thats right: Khaled Khaled

All this purple Act, oh-ohh, ohh Right before the beat drop My diamonds shaking, diamonds shaking On a addy, I work flex come from On the screwed up, screwed up, screwed up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Oo-ee, like Hot Sauce Hit her with the moves like Hot Sauce One-two-three like Hot Sauce Shake it real fast like Hot Sauce Oo-ee, like Hot Sauce Hit her with the moves like Hot Sauce One-two-three like Hot Sauce Shake it real fast like Hot Sauce Rain, rain, rain, rain, dont go away, yeah We got more to spend, got more to spend That aint all we came wit, yeah, yeah All them bills, get all them paid wit, yeah, yeah Ballin on em like Calvin Cambridge Pray the rain dont go away, yeah, ayy, ayy Rain, rain dont go away, yeah Hey Oo-ee, like Hot Sauce Hit her with the mood like Hot Sauce One-two-three like Hot Sauce Shake it real fast like Hot Sauce Oo-ee, like Hot Sauce Hit her with the moves like Hot Sauce One-two-three like Hot Sauce Shake it real fast like Hot Sauce Rain, rain, rain, rain, dont go away, yeah We got more to spend, got more to spend That aint all we came wit, yeah, yeah All them bills, get all them paid wit, yeah, yeah Ballin on em like Calvin Cambridge Pray the rain dont go away, yeah, ayy, ayy Rain, rain, dont go away, yeah Thousand dollar trip like hot sauce Ima make it flip like uh, uh Oo-ee, like Hot Sauce Hit her with the mood like Hot Sauce One-two-three like Hot Sauce Shake it real fast like Hot Sauce Oo-ee, like hot sauce Hit her with the mood like Hot Sauce One-two-three like Hot Sauce Shake it real fast like Hot Sauce

Hmmm Krispy Kreme whip and the wheels glazed, yeah When you move at night, you dont feel shade Runnin through the field, its a field day Yeah, let her bang the set at the hood date She gon bust down, if the beat good She gon roll up, bring the Backwoods Park the Lambo, took the Brinks truck Become a Greek freak when you see bucks Is your hair done? Is your bills paid? When you outside, do you feel safe? If we go up, gotta take phones Im with some go-ups, I can take home Act up in the bay like Draymond I might need my money like Faizon Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bust it, bust it down, bust it down Ayy, ayy, bust it down, bust it down Ayy, ayy, bust it down, bust it down YG come around, bitch, you gotta bust it down Bust it down, bust it down Ayy, bust it down, bust it down Ayy, bust it down, bust it down When Travis come around, bitch, you better bust it down Krispy Kreme whip and the wheels glazed, yeah When you move at night, you dont feel shade Runnin through the field, its a field day Yeah, let her bang the set at the hood date She gon bust down, if the beat good She gon roll up, bring the Backwoods Park the Lambo, took the Brinks truck Become a Greek freak when you see bucks Is your head done? Is your bills paid? When you outside, do you feel safe? If we go up, gotta take phones Im with some go-ups , I can take home Do you cook clean? Do you fuck good? If I hit it right, is you gonna let me know whats good? You gon let me hit the first night? I think you should Im in the pussy like bam-bam, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, hell nah, I aint no rookie Ayy, I bang Bloods in that pussy Ayy, turn the lights off, I don’t want you lookin Tight pussy, her virginity, think I took it Fuck all that foreplay Ayy, whats up with that Treyway? Ayy, that threesome, girl, I dont play Ayy, beat it up, thats a melee G-63, I swerve on em First pitch at the Dodger, cant curve on em YG, I dont give a fuck, you got some nerve, dont ya? Im out on bail, how you feel? Go to hell, ooh Krispy Kreme whip and the wheels glazed, yeah When you move at night, you dont feel shade Runnin through the field, its a field day Yeah, let her bang the set at the hood date She gon bust down, if the beat good She gon roll up, bring the Backwoods Park the Lambo, took the Brinks truck Become a Greek freak, when you see bucks Is your head done? Is your bills paid? When you outside, do you feel safe? If we go up, gotta take phones Im with some go-ups, I can take home

America, God bless you if its good to you America, please take my hand Can you help me underst— Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101 Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds He was sobbin, he was mobbin, way belligerent and drunk Talkin out his head, philosophin on what the Lord had done He said: K-Dot, can you pray for me? Been a messed up day for me Know that you anointed, show me how to overcome. He was lookin for some closure I can bring him closer Spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him I cant sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel: If somebody killed my son, that mean somebody gettin killed. Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of All the memories collected, moments you could never touch Ill wait in front a homies spot and watch him hit his block Ill catch the homie leavin service if thats all I got Ill chip a homie, then throw the blower in his lap Walk myself to the court like, Man, I did that! Aint no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward I cant even keep the peace, dont you play with one of ours It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial Let somebody touch my mama Touch my sister, touch my woman Touch my daddy, touch my niece Touch my nephew, man, I promise You chip the homie, then throw the blower in his lap Matter fact, Im bout to speak at this convention Call you back— {Gunshot} The screen reads: This is a satire by Kendrick Lamar Its not a place This country is to me a sound of drum and bass You close your eyes to look around Its not a place This country is to me a thought that offers grace For every welcome that is sought Run your life, I live a better life, Im rollin several dice Run your life, I live a better life, Im rollin several dice Run your life, I live a-- Run your life This is my heritage, all Im inheritin Money and power, the mecca of marriages -- Tell me somethin Uh, you cant tell me nothin Id rather die than to listen to you My DNA not for imitation Your DNA an abomination This how it is when you in the Matrix Dodgin bullets, reapin what you sow And stackin up the footage, livin on the go And sleepin in a villa Sippin from a Grammy, walkin in the buildin Diamond in the ceilin, marble on the floor Beach inside the window, peekin out the window Baby in the pool, godfather goals Only Lord knows Ive been goin hammer Dodgin paparazzi, freakin through the camera Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin sandals Yoga on a Monday, stretchin to Nirvana Watchin all the snakes, curvin all the fakes Phone never on, I dont conversate I dont compromise, I just penetrate Sex, money, murder — these are the breaks These are the times, level number 9 Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way Sentence on the way, killings on the way Wont you tell em I got millions on the way {Gunshot} Hi, Im Dave Chappelle. And I just wanted to remind the audience that the only thing more frightening than watching a black man be honest in America is being an honest black man in America. Sorry for the interruption, please continue... Sir Duckworth or Kung-Fu Kenny? Got juice, got work, got weight, got plenty Him, got her, got more, got Benji, yeah Top off, gettin topped off in the city Big Top Dawg and I dance on em like Diddy Pop off and I pop back like Fifty, yeah I gotta dance I Milly Rock when I get that advance How can I shop with like 64 Ms? Talkin to Top about business again He want some lot with new Bentleys again I want some top from like two sets of twins Twenty twin twins, yeah, yeah Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads Egotistic, goin ballistic, why God? Born warrior, lookin for euphoria, but I dont see it I dont feel it, Im paraplegic, tapped in when Im maxed in Comp-Town with the MAC 10s and the pumps in the background Absent, never OG, standout Lackin everything else but doubt Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum Homie, ad-lib and I sing out loud Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope They was like, Nope, I was like, Boo yaow, boo yaow {Gunshot} Is this on cable? CBS? It looks like its singing and dancing, but this brothers taking enormous chances. Rumble, young man, rumble! Never had friends, never had ends Never had hope, they was like nope I was like boo yaow {Gunshot} We off the day Know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate Me off, I be, Off ya head Ate, on C4, Im way off the edge Burn integrity, burn your pedigree, burn your feelings Burn your culture, burn your moral, burn your family Burn your job, burn your land, burn your children, burn your wives Who am I? Not your father, not your brother Not your reason, not your future Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit Not your message, not your freedom Not your people, not your neighbor Not your baby, not your equal Not the title yall want me under All hail King Killmonger

I just wanna spread my wings Life aint what it seems Someone in this cruel world Escaping through the night Look into my night, my thoughts Naked in this cruel world Tears dripping on my pillow, thoughts is in my head See my dreams jump out my window, if I follow Ill be dead And I been waiting all week to talk this shit but instead Gon have to burn this roof down for these niggas to understand And what we fucking for? For the lights in the night The way yours eyes glow, you make me want to have your sight Damn I dug my own trenches, yeah, I hide my own pistols I survived in the coldest winter, these beats is my only dinner You cant blame a nigga, they tryna hang a nigga I mean like every time a nigga blink Im throwing on the mink And she dont want to dance unless she drink Will this Pharaoh make it out his sphinx? Bookmarked a lot haters, I added more links Rolling with the same niggas who was rolling with niggas that was on E Wonder why I see the stars in the afternoon Floating at night when you can catch me right under the moon

Ayy, Trav This one for the wave culture So prolific, yeah If they talking bout ballin We jumping out the gym, baby! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Skkrt, skkrt, skkrt I jump out bae, , yeah I jump out bae I jump out bae, yeah I drop my top when we outside Once I go live, we all go live Jump, jump, jump out bae I jump out bae, I jump out bae I drop my top, I go outside Once Im live we all go live Jump, jump, jump, out bae Foreign cars aint rented Drop tops, jump in it Hit it, top down, gang with me Throwing up five cities Trapping through the boost phone, buying those minutes Me and Trav in that four, running through limits Fucking with your boy, man sky aint the limit Now Sky-Dweller OG five with the chemist, ah Ive been tweakin off the pills with a stick and some Yac when I ride through that motherfucker Lost some good niggas slipping to these hatin ass niggas So I aint playin I just , graah Pull up to the rock Got the Philippine look up in my eyes way up Hot, got ice on my hand Me and Trav jump out, we aint gonna drop the top off, damn Yeah! I jump out bae I jump out bae, yeah I drop my top when we outside Once I go live, we all go live Jump, jump, jump out bae I jump out bae, I jump out bae I drop my top, I go outside Once Im live we all go live Jump, jump, jump out bae Id rather go fight off the devil Spend another night in this hell Ass and titties by the several Bout to take it up another level Bout to jump out on the tropics Whip my dick out, everybody watching Running and they aint gon stop me Only way I solve all my problems Bout to go drive my Diablo Grab the steering wheel with my eyes closed All up in yo phone, fucking on my model On the narcos, feel like Pablo Got my first chain, was rose golden White bitches on me like Im Kobe Turn my jeweler to my trainer Tell em ice me, cause Im swollen I jump out bae I jump out bae I jump out bae , yeah I drop my top when we outside Once I go live, we all go live Jump, jump, jump out bae I jump out bae, I jump out bae I drop my top, I go outside Once Im live we all go live Jump, jump, jump out bae

Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love? I been layin on the rough Tryin drugs for a month Hopin itd keep me up No, this is not a bluff Too late to make me change I been feelin like a castaway Sittin waitin on your page That you bout to pull up to the cave Then we practice fifty shades of grey Beatin, punchin on the grain Bloody knuckles, I been sippin muddy Im so numb now til the run-around Are you sendin me? Are you comin now? Cause I know, soon, Ill be comin down Ill be comin down, Ill be comin down Darker, darker in the back of the night I been rollin, rollin, I been feelin so nice I been got it, got it, got it, feelin so right Windin, windin, whyd you wind it so tight? I been runnin from my face, so precise I didnt get it, got me happed in my ride I just run up on and smashin the side Theyre the counts, I been all in my city My state of mind, I been feelin so gritty And I, man, I, no-no-no, my nigga I know-know, my nigga, I know-know, my nigga You know? Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love? I been layin on the rough Tryin drugs for a month Hopin itd get me up Hopin itd make a change Trade the bus for a Range Do that shit any day, they trade the game for they chain I been feelin, feel ashamed, yeah Who to blame? Who to trust? Who to love? I been layin on the rough Tryin drugs for a month, yeah Hopin thatd keep me up, yeah Never bein up, yeah I been rollin in a cup, yeah Rollin, rollin, in enough, yeah Rollin, dont you call my bluff, yeah Shooter shootin at me, uh, yeah Shooters, shooters stick you up, yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, yeah

Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Red bottoms under my feet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing I been there through it so you know Im on game Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing I been there through it so you know Im on game Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing I been there through it so you know Im on game Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing I been there through it so you know Im on game I Ive been livin a lie Genocide I Ive been living a lie Genocide Save your love, save your love Save your love, yeah Do it all yourself Do it there, do it there You do it there, there, uh You live out life there, uh I wanna show you off Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Red bottoms under my feet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet Candy couldnt be so sweet I Ive been living a lie Genocide I Ive been living a lie Genocide Save your love, save your love Save your love, yeah Do it all yourself Save your love Save your love, yeah Do it all yourself I Oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, yeah Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh I said, Baby, you are too demanding Even all your accounts are now outstanding Oh, I just cant take it anymore Oh, I cant take it anymore I said to you, Youre so demanding And even all your accounts are now outstanding Oh, I cant take it anymore Ooh, I cant take it anymore

How you going to get another chance tomorrow I dont hustle like that I hustle like theres Theres not a second left You know theres tomorrow Im hustlin like theres only one more second left of this hustle Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont, workin Cant you see Im on the phone Bitch gon dont be comin over here with shit when Im Call me Mr Combs, and Im 9 digit strong Niggas hating on me but its not When I was 19, I walked in the house And I told my momma she could stop When you niggas used to beatbox on the block Big and D-Rock, they was gettin that Then I linked up with some niggas from my hood Who was know for puttin that And if your record aint have it Nah, then your song, then your song wasnt Ran into this young Jone, tell her come home She askin for a check I said, Bitch is you Now everytime she call I dont even pick up I just hit her with the text like Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont, workin I do this shit for B.I.G So if you dont like me fuck you and the building, you If you see us in the club with Cîroc by the tub We aint have fun, nigga we In the DJ booth like a independent group like Look, this the record we Play this shit 100 times If you dont we gon be in here every single night that you Shout out to my people with a job I hope you dont fall asleep tomorrow when yous I was knocking on this chick, my partner tap me on the back I turnt around like Nigga cant you see me, She a waitress or a stripper If its past midnight and she tell you she And we hustle before we can play So even on Memorial Day, my nigga Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin Dont, dont bother me, Im workin Dont bother me, Im workin I cant feel my face Will I live today? Way too many drugs For me to feel your love Looking for some faith I cant stand this place I cant stay in this place We cant stay in this place Dont bother me when Im working Please dont bother her when she jerkin It goes down behind these curtains Got to watch out cause these niggas lurkin Got to watch the block when making these purchase Got to take your girl to find a new surgeon Cause whoever designed that ass it aint working Order up a shot of vodka still going up Need some blue dot in my cup Cause this shit aint working No, this shit aint working oh no no no... You will fuck with the Don Im talking he world renowned Every single thing right like I traveled through time I come to your city and town But you could not travel through mine All I care about mom and how to get it all, all the time And fuck with me when the card decline Not when you call to call decline Tell that bitch dont fall in love, fall in line Twenty five to life ya Im going in for real See Im in the field like center field Everybody want to be the realest Boy it aint no nigga real as Emmett Till Nights I would pray for real I said my grace before I hit a mil Aint nobody in my business Cept the ones who do the business deals Running shit even when Im sitting still Yeah bitch, Im still workin You got it right Im still I call up my girl baby I cant lie this shit not You went to sleep and woke up And Im still in the office a nigga been Youve been working forever Your ass still in debt, I guess your work aint

This that God feelin, mirage feelin Money shower feelin, praise the lord Blaze to peace, oh, yes Lord This that God feelin, ménage feelin Money showers, praise the lord Blaze to peace, oh, yes Lord Guess what? I aint eat today or pay my rent today I done fucked around and lost my mind doin what the teacher say Every night ,every other weekend, fuck, I needed that place to stay Wonder if a nigga ever see that day, will a nigga ever get the beats on Ye? Floatin in my mind, thinkin preparate for hell season, Jesus You gon need Monisha, need Bonqui for different reasons, ugh Damn, I want it all, swear to God this shit prestigious One call done changed it all, La Flame holla, shout out to Regis Guess what, I can tip today and pay your rent today Fuck it, you can keep that fish fillet Im eating creme brulee We gon run this whole world, remember I had no shoes to lace Now its papasote, yeah, we far from that Kool-Aid I just got back from Paris, I just been across the lake Dad call seen me on XXL and yeen know what to say Really though, nigga They finally know kid been about it No fiction about it, designer ,he bought it Ain’t nothing different about it We coming right in and ain’t leaving without it Jack and Jill started fuckin on my hill Walk on water falls, they got back for raps and back to seal World full of rage nigga, who gon stop that now? Price on that pussy is up to pull them panties down This that God feelin, mirage feelin Money shower feelin, praise the lord Blaze to peace, oh, yes Lord Yup, hahaha Yeah, H-Town, motherfucker

Diamonds on fleek , Ima rock her to sleep She get geeked , no sleep, Percocet freak Bought her a plain Philippe You part of the team, you unique Then bought her Chanel, Celine I’m fly with no wing to show that Im sweet She eat it like Lean Cuisine She wet like a faucet, the sink got a leak I like them thick and petite But hold that shit down, dont be giving out teeth Beat it, I beat it, I beat She drippin’ repeated, she fucked up my sheets Fly her to Greece I paid the fee, now youre leased Get in there, Im about to die She lovin how a young nigga vibe Migo gang we the top five All these surfers tryna ride Big boy money in the vault Look at this honey I bought Hit it from the back, say aww Hit it in the back of my loft Put it on the perc, she dont snort Im runnin from the thots chasing clout Put a big dick in her mouth Go on, take your lips down south Standing on the stage round the crowd I ran the money taller than Yao I’m bout to wife the bitch now Im bout to marry your mouth Put on Emilio Pucci We gon’ make a little quick movie She gon hit the nigga with the Uzi Ive been dodgin bitches and the groupies Ooh, she bad, she a cutie I put her in the trap, whip a QT Your bitch get Suzie choosie She wanna fuck on the groupie I done some put some ice on, youre glazed Put the knife in the steak Took a flight to Kuwait Spend a night in Barba Wanna drink the Henn, Ace of Spades In the cut, sippin codeine Kool-Aid Heard your bitch got lost in the maze She got lost in the vault unpaid Shawty too bad, she slays Killer, she put in the grave Im bout to make her my slave Fuck it, its time to get paid Diamonds on fleek , Ima rock her to sleep She get geeked , no sleep, Percocet freak Bought her a plain Philippe You part of the team, you unique Then bought her Chanel, Celine Im fly with no wing to show that Im sweet She eat it like Lean Cuisine She wet like a faucet, the sink got a leak I like them thick and petite But hold that shit down, dont be giving out teeth Beat it, I beat it, I beat She drippin repeated, she fucked up my sheets Fly her to Greece I paid the fee, now youre leased Little bitty bit, made a drip look easy Hop on a jet, we leavin She wanna walk on the water like Jesus Spend a lotta love, bit of seasonin Baguettes stand together, yeah, they minglin Maybach, fuck twelve with the V in it Skrrt skrrt, push start, left the keys in it Made the Huncho go crazy Bought a new steel with two lasers And she told me blast it She told me fuck up her makeup Bitch, I already been famous I just need a little bit of paper Clout chasing all different angles When you get caught turn into singers Uh huh, my baby the baddest She dont need a carriage, I swear she rock you to sleep She do multiple things at one time, man, I call her triathlete She was like a puzzle til I put her altogether in one piece Diamonds are forever, I done hand-chiseled a whole masterpiece Diamonds on fleek , Ima rock her to sleep She get geeked , no sleep, Percocet freak Bought her a plain Philippe You part of the team, you unique Then bought her Chanel, Celine Im fly with no wing to show that Im sweet She eat it like Lean Cuisine She wet like a faucet, the sink got a leak I like them thick and petite But hold that shit down, dont be giving out teeth Beat it, I beat it, I beat She drippin repeated, she fucked up my sheets Fly her to Greece I paid the fee, now youre leased

Up top, cant drop down Told the homies, Dont look around, its just us now Up top, cant drop down Told the homies, Dont look around, its just us now Got a Plain Jane, cost more than a bustdown Lets be honest, shit I did on Ellen Bipolar Syndrome kickin in off what Im inhalin What he gon do now? Aint no tellin Six foot, on the money, I be 611 Jumpin out the three, man its now or never Never, never goin home, never, never What we did was off the record Just had a deep thought in my cerebellum Baby, wrist, ridin round, we gon take the risk Ass and tits on 84s, that shit hard to miss Call Teyana, told her Ima need a Fade2Fit Ima break the club, bouncer make the membership On a summer day, dont forget to bring the Haze Ima pull up where you stay, at my crib Where you stay, where we at, no PDA MMA for the dawgs, better days Up top, cant drop down Told the dawgs, Dont look around, its just us now Got a Plain Jane, cost more than a bustdown Up top, can you do that there? Out in L.A. when I do that there Slidin two foreigns, how you do that there? Who that there? That be young Scott in that new Audere Who would dare pull up on a new La Flare? Young Lenny Kravitz, but with longer hair Im still a boss, but without the beard MMA, better days and better years

Lyrics from Snippet White clouds blowin out when we maxin .45, not the size, but it kick up  Highlight of my life, main attraction Squat down, work it out, make it sit up Your world, controllin it, watch what happen My world, on my finger, I just spin it Hood girl, but gettin paper as a passion Collect the stacks and bring it back, man, that take vision Vision Ooh, lie, lie, lie for me Ooh, lie, lie, lie for me Ooh...

Ah-ah, ah Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Yeah, woah, drop a six, make me trip Woah, for my dawg, hit a lick Woah, Heavy Camp with the clique , woah Uh, uh, uh, Juvenile off the mix Ayy, break it down, make it dip Ayy, off top, off the rip , ayy I wont forget how they shitted on me How they quitted on me All these hundreds on me, I be runnin to that money Nothin but gunners round me, I be runnin with them gunners Fuck it up, bitch called my phone trippin, I hung up Ima fire this bitch if he run up Everybody round me gettin some money Ill slide out for my dawgs and Im sellin dope til the sun up And Im glad I found you, Im glad I found you, Im glad I found you Glad I found you, glad I found you, glad I found you Yeah, ayy, drop a six, make me trip Woah, for my dawg, hit a lick Woah, Heavy Camp with the clique , woah Uh, uh, uh, Juvenile off the mix Ayy, break it down, make it dip Ayy, off top, off the rip , ayy Wrist, Patek, .40 layin on the set I eat, you eat, told my nigga, We gon eat I aint gotta stand in front of grandmas house and sell dope cross the street no more Shoutout everybody who ever hated on me or turned their back on me before Fire shots, Ima fire back , lie to me, Ima lie back Two wrongs dont make a right, I dont give a fuck about that They mad cause Im rich I might go and fuck my haters bitch Whole lot of ice on my wrist For my dawg, Ill hit a lick And Im glad I found you, Im glad I found you, Im glad I found you Glad I found you, glad I found you, glad I found you Yeah , drop a six, make me trip Woah, for my dawg, hit a lick Woah, Heavy Camp with the clique , woah Uh, uh, uh, Juvenile off the mix Ayy, break it down, make it dip Ayy, off top, off the rip , ayy Ah-ah, ah, ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah, ooh I wont forget how they shitted on me How they quitted on me Ah, ooh

Tonight we live our lives Im gonna take you to heaven tonight Dum da da dum da dum da dum Dum da da dum da dum da dum Tonight we live our lives Im gonna take you to heaven tonight Dum da da dum da dum da dum Dum da da dum da dum da dum Yeah, fresher than a bitch with the ratchet on me Just case it get a little ratchet homie Roll something up then pass it to me King Chip so cold, bitch has to know me Know a nigga, all I know its nothin mayne Eatin pretty good while you lunchin mayne Leather seat back so my nuts can hang Dont talk me to death, nigga, fuck your name Know a nigga in this bitch stuntin on them Brand new tech, Im huntin homie When Im in my zone, give a fuck who know me Bitch ass niggas got nothin on me Know a niggas livin like Im supposed to though Every lane on the freeway, Im supposed to hog Hitting doughnuts in the middle of Melrose Nigga black on black... Tonight we live our lives Im gonna take you to heaven tonight Dum da da dum da dum da dum Dum da da dum da dum da dum Tonight we live our lives Im gonna take you to heaven tonight Dum da da dum da dum da dum Dum da da dum da dum da dum Holy father, please wash my sins The holy grail has fallen over Tell me how I look Got pharaoh blood in my DNA Chardonnay, let it marinate Paris hill sippin Perrier Goo Goo Scott no Gaga Might fuck around and just poke her face Running red lights, you scurred? Might fuck around and just swerve , hallelujah Bow down when I walk in this bitch Ho remember that That was just a modeling chick 9 bitches now wanna go And tell their bitch screaming: Hallelujah Fucking with the double x whyd you do it Leave you hanging watch your momma mop the fluid Now your casket close, screaming how they knew ya Tonight we live our lives Im gonna take you to heaven tonight Dum da da dum da dum da dum Dum da da dum da dum da dum Tonight we live our lives Im gonna take you to heaven tonight Dum da da dum da dum da dum Dum da da dum da dum da dum

Hitmaka Yeah Left cheek, right cheek Up top my suite Dont stop, go girl Long as you know who the one Left cheek, right cheek Up top my suite Dont stop, go girl Long as you know who the— What did she say? Baby, those white bitches looked at that white man dead in the eyes and told him Fuck that, pay me Haha, and thats why I get 30 percent, ha When can I start? Immediately No love for em Drugs, money, she bust a fuck She need it, no love No fucks is given, cant trust the love Whole lotta livin , talkin that shit Whole lotta bitches and they try me Pour out the liquor Droppin out the Swishas , Ima fuck it up She said, Try me And she, she said, Try me She said, Try me Try me, she makin her ass go Left cheek , right cheek Up top my suite Dont stop, go girl Long as you know who the one Left cheek, right cheek Up top my suite Dont stop, go girl Long as you know who the— Dont want ones, you the one Gimme some reverse-cowgirl, call me daddy and giddy up Cant make this up , heart-shaped booty, Im in love She let me stab in it one time, I kill that pussy in my OJ glove Say she only wanna sex me with her bestie, thats the bestie Wanna slide up in that pussy Ima die up in that pussy Got nine lives up in that pussy Reeces Pieces, lick the pussy Tryna teach me Kamasutra Lucious Lyon in that Cookie She said, Try me She said, Try me Try me She makin her ass go Left cheek , right cheek Up top my suite Dont stop, go girl Long as you know who the one Left cheek, right cheek Up top my suite Dont stop, go girl Long as you know who the— She said, Try me She said, Try me Try me Shakin this whole time

I missed havin your company Yeah, Im doin a lot, but I got all this money  You somethin sweet, sweet just like that honey When I get back, I need you up under me Up under me, yeah  Speedin fast from the past Better yet, I know your cure , yeah, I know your cure I thought you had enough Yeah, I thought you had enough See you on the Gram and you turnin up Bet your DMs goin crazy, yeah, its burnin up Its a whole lotta niggas and you curvin em You might pull up in that Benz, gon swerve on em Gon swerve, left to right Finna be a hell of a night Get it all right Just get it all right Pull up, decide Stay up for the night Know you like to fly, you like to glide Shoot it out, Bonnie and Clyde Do you wanna stay on my side? 454, I pull up outside Hell of a night This will be a, finna be a hell of a night , yeah I missed havin your company But I got all this money Sweet just like that honey When I get back, I need you up under me I missed havin your—

My momma always ask me bout my attitude Damn, momma, I dont know at all I met this chick who want to meet me at the avenue I had a feeling wed have a ball She knows stars, I know that, she want cars, I want jets She want to get eloped, but I dont know yet Pick up my fur after sitting, hanging in the coat check Give me calls, she pick me off, I didnt hit the door yet Damn, Im sorry, but that bitch gon be looking love sick All on TV, crying to Maury, looking love sick While Im probably in the Rari, going Audi, fucking with molly And we running on E, not the gas, but the molly And she fucking with me so she came to have a party Now she leaving with me, now youre love sick Do you realize? We all want these flashing light, oh So when you close your eyes Do you picture us havin a hell of a night? Oh Dinner time, Im dining out with a porn star She remind me of home, L.A., our second home See see we met at Leon, plenty empty bottles of Lonestar Conversation was long, how she landed from Rome Yeah, she did Later on that night I got her back to the crib Kicked off My Will&Rich and got her down to her skin After all she got a little taste test of my kids You know what, we used to dream about this A couple models and cribs, way fresher than movies Should of know it was fake, I could tell by the boobies Treated life like a safe, load it up and then blew me Yeah, she did Head so good, it aint even cost me Woke up, she gone, look what I lost Sheepskin and that Do you realize? We all want these flashing light, oh So when you close your eyes Do you picture us havin a hell of a night? Oh

That girl looked familiar Real recognize real, that’s familiar I be ridin the whip that ain’t familiar Getting to the money, that’s familiar Ohhh that’s familiar That can’t be yo girl, she familiar If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar My name in these streets, that’s familiar Got so many hoes I cant remember Young rich nigga with a temper Double cup full of Act, I be poured up In the club, and my second chunk up They know me so they showin love These ho niggas get no love We goin up like every night I fuck a bitch on every flight But a bad bitch getting threesomes I said OK, I’ll marry ya Yea, she know that I’m that nigga And if they say yo name ain’t that familiar? That girl looked familiar Real recognize real, that’s familiar I be ridin the whip that ain’t familiar Getting to the money, that’s familiar Ohhh that’s familiar That can’t be yo girl, she familiar If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar Icy slopes, groupies on a boat, seen that before Saint Laurent, mixin uniqlo, I know that ain’t yo ho But goddamn it, I’m so outlandish I’m feeding all my niggas, and that bill is all outstanding Just Lil John cause he chasin what’s familiar Had no car and they come scoop me in that rental Times are simple, now bitches comin andale, andale I’m passin out state to state Everyday my birthday I’m pilin up, cake to cake I’m a snort addict, whore addict And I’m a porn star attraction This feel like the all star game That’s Sylvester Stallone action I need 2 Mrs. Jacksons A full pack of Magnums You ran a train, I ran er out You took her took out, we see you out That girl looked familiar Real recognize real, that’s familiar I be ridin the whip that ain’t familiar Getting to the money, that’s familiar Ohhh that’s familiar That can’t be yo girl, she familiar If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar I see that bitch everywhere, I swear that bitch see things I seen that bitch somewhere, I think it was the Heat game You know I peeped her feet game, she head up on them red things She took me to the back Introduced me to her head game Can’t trust these bitches I swear these hoes familiar She kiss you But swallow all my children I swear to God, these hoes be fuckin anyone I swear to God, these hoes be fuckin anyone Real shit, I ain’t worried bout shit cus that money shit I chase it Real shit, I ain’t worried bout a bitch cus half of these bitches be basic Real shit, I ain’t worried bout shit, in the club, getting wasted Real shit, I ain’t worried bout shit, I’m drinkin liquor, no chaser That girl looked familiar Real recognize real, that’s familiar I be ridin the whip that ain’t familiar Getting to the money, that’s familiar Ohhh that’s familiar That can’t be yo girl, she familiar If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya Say my name to these hoes, that’s familiar

Lyrics from Snippets Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Will you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Will you be? Can you be? , Can you be? I caught a wave Caught more air than Super Dave Call Aaliyah, Im super paid Jet lag, and tryna recuperate Just got off the flight from Budapest Dont need Khaled, to say you the best! You the type of nigga to shop at Uniqlo Just found out my father-in-law unisex Running out of money, running into debt Running from bill collectors, I aint pay them yet Shit you did, with no matter how rich you get And even more, depending on the bitch you get I be getting worried for my niggas getting married, seriously Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Will you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Will you be? Can you be? , Can you be? ...stone hearted, my love is cold, mindless Before we go, I got one question Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Will you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Can you be? Can you be? , Will you be? Can you be? , Can you be? And if I can’t marry you, listen up, I done came this way Nah baby, not for them, you all know this way...

Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Where I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Yeah I am that alpha omega I hit that hoe, I don’t date her I fuckin don’t call her later Won’t answer my phone, I will later I am the latest, I’m rich and I’m signed to the majors I’m cooking like I got it catered, you can not play us Stunt in the town where they made us And you won’t see nothing but lasers Gilly got the burner, shot my bro bro I’m the don, shout to polo Fat ass, small waist, shout to lipo And you know her brain crazy, she a psycho I’m laid up, making love to the women they love I’m grinding, my motto way up That’s word to young Travis, straight up Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up When I lay up, need three of them when I lay up Juggle my balls in a lay up Way back in the back I’ve been laid up Flights been direct not a layover Lately I’ve been wanting to take a stewardess in the back Bang, pow her, onomatopoeia, yeah That double cheesey got ate up Niggas counting and the day up Did two months in the dirt, six double takers Had to put work, double work for the pay up, yea That was easy now we laid up Won’t stop until we get Ghost They got a star, for err night that we stayed up Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up I got one hand on the title I got one hand on a rifle They yelling Im next and I just got a check So many Os it look like a typo I pull up in the ghost all white though That bitch turning pale, shouts to Michael If she aint about it, get the fuck from round me I tell that bitch beat it like Michael Yeah, come see where I lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up I lay up, I lay up Lay up, lay up Lay up, lay up Palm trees where I lay up Come see where I lay up Laid up Straight up Laid up Straight up

Hustle Gang London Boy in the building Oh shit, by the way, UK Wha ah gwaan Okay so niggas wanna hate on me, I dont give two fucks You better mind who you have your kids with Or your baby momma will get cocked I like girls who come roll my weed, pour her up, pour her up Even if I run out of money bet I wont run out of luck My nigga ride who I grew up in the hood for real I had dreams bout a house on the hills Theres a couple things that wed run from And that is police and bills Before I fucking die Im going to sniff up a mil I do it for the pussy & the money & the thrill My nigga its fuck you & your opinion too If your name is not on my will I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks If Im in the building you know Im screwed up Even in a threesome, I dont give two fucks Got so many bitches Im gonna need two trucks Imma need two trucks, Imma need a few trucks Lame ass nigga just fuck my cool up Lyin ass ho trynna spread rumors Men gon lie, a women gon lie So when you think about it who can you trust Nobody, nobody Errbody worry bout the old bobby I got two blunts rolled up in each earpiece I’ll turn your party to a dro party All about my green like a neo solo artist I be coming off the top like a tobogan I say I dont give a fuck Cant deal with it thats your problem, ho I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks Nigga hol up, I aint tryna call yo ho up Pussy probably smell like throw up Errbody know her for sucking on the dick until it blow up Pussy hair need a lawnmower, I’ll show a ho the door I dont give a fuck nigga so what Matter fact I dont give two fucks You and that slut with that flappy-ass butt Fat ho never would get in my truck She could never get fucked for her it would never stand up Hanging out with my balls, like hell nigga naw Fuckin suckas now you dealin wit some real niggas yall I can show you how to get a mil in the fall Make it double by the Winter then triple by the Summer First Benz for yourself, baby mama get a Hummer Get a crib for your mama, pass the chopper to the gunner Its a hundred, fuck around if you wanna Nigga I don’t give a fuck I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks Trae-tha-Truth Gates, young nigga rich Who the fuck you niggas think youre talking to bitch Middle fingers up play it safe, eat dick Never gave a fuck and prolly still don’t bitch Run up in the field when I gun I move around Balled on a hater, you aint see me shoot around Never walk up out the club til money cover the ground All gold chains they weigh about ten pounds Tryna find a slut that fucks for ten rounds I tell her go long get ready for ten downs Mention my name it rang in all towns King of turf my throne is all brown Hustle gang bitch, my hustle is out of order When Im done with that I get back in somebody daughter I dont fuck wit niggas, my temper done got shorter I’ll WorldStar they ass and play them like a recorder I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks Benz and the Cadillac, no top Chevy geeked up, eat em up These ain’t gators, these crocs These ain’t diamonds, these rocks Cutlass, Butlass, we the camp 4G’s right under this Lam Tell a bitch I don’t give two fucks Matter fact bitch I don’t give a damn I’m the shit with a rifle, lose meat like Lipo I text that bitch, she could suck my di- typo I meant she could suck my dick, my truck so sick I’m bout to call Wayne up, tell that nigga truk my fit Ho know where I’m at like Low-Jack, yo camp I blow back I don’t give two fucks, but they already know that I’m cool like winter freeze in London where Chip be I was so fresh in the booty club thursday, them hoes tried to tip me I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks If I had two dicks, I wouldnt give two fucks Last week in Magic City, spending In God We Trusts 2 sphinxes on my chain, who the hell King Tut? Since the world made me, now the whole globe blessed up Oh, you wanna fuck me? You need at least two butts Yeah, you wanna smoke with me? You need at least ten blunts Uh, I aint touchin that cup, less a motherfucker screwed up Uh, and Im young & Im gettin it, and I never gave two fucks I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks I dont give two fucks, I dont give two fucks

Baby, love, baby, baby, youre my love Baby, love, baby, baby, youre my love Get a nigga, get a- Baby , love Baby, baby Youre my love Baby , love Baby, baby Youre my love Late night, scrollin through my call log Had too much to drink, so I called ya We been on and off for a long time How bout I come to your job and just spend time? Damn, Goddamn, you always do it, damn We get it at demand, got me thumbin through them bands I thank your momma for your damn features Yo ass on Pam, I swear I aint lyin, Gina Thought that we would never talk again Cause you always call me up at the wrong time Everybody love me, baby Cant nobody love me like you Everybody love you, baby Cant nobody love me like you Baby, love, baby , baby, youre my love You always call me up at the wrong time I be up late, obeying no signs, no Wont you come over an just roll mine? Ima mix somethin for the long drive home Baby, love, baby, baby, youre my love Baby, love, baby, baby, youre my love Wishin I controlled time, wishin I could do it Wishin for a long time just to set the mood in We be goin all night, but you just abusin Always had my phone line, but you never used it Now you see me goin up, now Im glowin up I been, I been in that DB truck with my Courtney Love, ohh-oh Everybody love me, baby Cant nobody love me like you Can only be you, can only be you Everybody love me, baby Cant nobody love me like you Baby, love, baby, baby, youre my love Get a nigga, get a- Baby, love, baby, baby, youre my love Get a nigga, get a-

Stepping off that Lear, diamonds on me so clear Dime hoes that I share, yall couldnt go near I say, pussy nigga I dare, you try and reached and get aired You fuck around and get checked, doctor pump your chest like clear Yea my niggas ball all year, yall niggas so square And all my niggas so live, why the fuck would I care When that Lambo flow by, yall suckas gon stare And all them haters gon hate, fuck them, cause all them hoes gon cheer Yeah my mic life and my bike life got a bad bitch and she tight and nice Cause Im countin green in my money machine, that bitch sound like I typewrite Hustle hard in that daytime but I ball off in that night life My chain lit with them black stones, but they shine hard as yo white ice Cause yo shit fake and yo shit late, no birthday but I get cake Lame nigga yo album aint fucking with my mixtape Nigga smoking that Cali kush, that shit strong no lift weights I tell niggas dont watch me while time tick on that big face Young nigga I get it, young nigga I get it Neck full of that gold, gold Rollie go with it Gold H on my belt, phone full of gold diggers Sipping gold bottles of Spade, tell them hoes go figure Young nigga I get it, young nigga I get it Neck full of that gold, gold Rollie go with it Gold H on my belt, phone full of gold diggers Sipping gold bottles of Spade, tell them hoes go figure Wake me up and Im snoring, choking over whole gang of chains She slept over the morning, a nigga aint good with this naming game Aint need you fucking me over, pyramids on my pinky ring And we dipping out, she pulling in, I guess she get the hang of things So what up , I told her shut the fuck up When I run my mouth diamonds falling out, I guess that bitch done nut up Crazy thing about it, her best friend is riding shotty I knocked her down in her Rari, then drove off on Ducatti Holy mother Mary, guess who hitting my Berry A pair of double Ds, I guess she out in Paris Damn Tony them cantaloupes, fuck about getting Mary She said her ex was Larry, but fuck that nigga Larry Damn this shit is scary, I thought I seen the fairy Fucking with that white milk, just might call it dairy Ride around just me and Meek, a couple dimes and thats 20 Sit behind while we pull around, we might blind with canaries Young nigga I get it, young nigga I get it Neck full of that gold, gold Rollie go with it Gold H on my belt, phone full of gold diggers Sipping gold bottles of Spade, tell them hoes go figure Young nigga I get it, young nigga I get it Neck full of that gold, gold Rollie go with it Gold H on my belt, phone full of gold diggers Sipping gold bottles of Spade, tell them hoes go figure

Yeah Do it no hands, yeah, do it, no handstand They really wanna keep us outside Cause you know we go way too live Whippin again, whippin and whippin and whippin again, yeah Back at again, back at it, back at it, back at again All winter, all summer Range Rovers and black Hummers Aint go dumb, I went dumber When it go down, dont go under Whippin again, whippin and whippin and whippin again, yeah Back at it again, back at it, back at it, back at it again All winter, all summer Range Rovers and black Hummers Aint go dumb, I went dumber When it go down, dont go under Sell a bird, KFC And it was twenty LLCs Alexa, play, who played me? Just made a mil like Meek Pick a side, no in-between Roll an L with the winning team She a king like Billie Jean I want smoke, yeah, nicotine Is you finer than Fashion Nova? I wanna really see whats in them jeans Is that a lace front real hair extension, or its just a quick weave? Im bout the S with the lines through em Partition with the blinds pulled Had a deal on the table from Arm & Hammer, I was gon sign to em Yeah Back at it again, whippin again, once again, yeah Out on the East, park up the Benz on the sand, yeah Skrrt off the block, hittin your crib, no advance, yeah Rip off the shirt, rip off the, rip off the, rip off the pants Do it no hands, yeah, do it, no handstand While we throw bands in, while we throw bands up They really wanna keep us outside Cause you know we go way too live Too turnt up for your club 4 AM, aint fucked up GLE, 63 Benz Yeah, it really depends Yeah, Im covered, Im drenched Wet floor signs, hope you dont slip Yeah, my homie a Crip Seafood and you is a shrimp Money tall, you gon need stilts Rap or Go to the League blimp, uh Hit a home run off a bunt, yeah She do whatever I want, yeah I had the Maybach for five years I still never sat in the front, yeah I bought her designer, lil mama, Im proud of her She got a body, pick her out a lineup She ever leave me, Im comin to find her Whip in the kitchen like chef at Katanas Yeah Back at it again, whippin again, once again, yeah Out on the East, park up the Benz on the sand, yeah Skrrt off the block, hittin your crib, no advance, yeah Rip off the shirt, rip off the, rip off the, rip off the pants Do it no hands, yeah, do it, no handstand While we throw bands in, while we throw bands up They really wanna keep us outside Cause you know we go way too live Too turnt up for your club 4 AM, aint fucked up Whippin again, whippin and whippin and whippin again, yeah Back at it again, back at it, back at it, back at it again All winter, all summer Range Rovers and black Hummers Aint go dumb, I went dumber When it go down, dont go under Whippin again, whippin and whippin and whippin again, yeah Back at it again, back at it, back at it, back at it again All winter, all summer Range Rovers and black Hummers Aint go dumb, I went dumber When it go down, dont go under

You aint the one for me, baby You aint got shit I need, bitch You want me to take my time with you Well maybe Im not your speed bitch Maybe Im out your league, bitch You aint even got no cheese, bitch Maybe Im just too G for you Or maybe Im just too street, bitch I cant even roll in peace Everybody notice me I cant even go to sleep Im rolling on a bean They tried to give me eight Got on my knees like Jesus please He dont even believe in Jesus Why you got a Jesus piece? If you wanna leave, just leave, but you aint gotta lie to me Even the blind can see That you aint gon ride for me You aint even showing me the love you say you got me for me There aint no loyalty, you lied to me You said that you gon ride for me Yeah, thought you gon ride for me You my little Tesla V Spent that hunnid on the chief, thats how much I believe, uh Every day Halloween But we dont trick and treat Count deads in my dreams Cant even fall asleep Pop on ya, send the opps on ya Hollow clips in magazines RoboCops on ya, raining shots on ya, yeah Drop your top off with that bean Mix it one-handed, please Mix it right, dirty tea Its only gonna bring me peace Dont leave my cup, thats for me You aint the one for me, baby You aint got shit I need, bitch You want me to take my time with you Well maybe Im not your speed bitch Maybe Im out your league, bitch You aint even got no cheese, bitch Maybe Im just too G for you Or maybe Im just too street, bitch I cant even roll in peace Everybody notice me I cant even go to sleep Im rolling on a bean They tried to give me eight Got on my knees like Jesus please He dont even believe in Jesus Why you got a Jesus piece? If you wanna leave just leave, but you aint gotta lie to me Even the blind can see That you aint gon ride for me You aint even showing me the love you say you got for me There aint no loyalty, you lied to me And you say that you gon’ ride with me

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?

Yup Im, Im, Im off the Molly right now Yeah, uh Yeah, yeah Ooh-ooh-ooh-ahh Yeah Five mo, five in a row They at ya door from Lamron down to the mo Cant get out of my head, cant keep takin these meds Five in a row , I want some mo Five mo , five in a row They at ya door from Lamron down-down to the mo Cant get out of my head , cant keep takin these meds Like five mo , five in a row, yeah Na, na-na-na And Im killin all my enemies Na, na-na-na And Im killin all my enemies On my nose a bandanna , in my neck is a Phantom All my hoes from Atlanta , all my dogs in the slammer Talk to Death Row , talk to Tony Montana Bitch, talk on the low , screamin, Frenchie Montana Time to fill up your head , Henny, fuck that Moët Fall asleep in the east , wake me up on the west Shawty calling me dada, aw, no, mommy no, no Throwing up in the Audi after fistin and menage Five mo, five in a row They at ya door from Lamron down to the mo Cant get out of my head, cant keep takin these meds Five in a row , I want some mo Five mo , five in a row They at ya door from Lamron down-down to the mo Cant get out of my head , cant keep takin these meds Like five mo , five in a row, yeah Straight up, in that jeep, I cant wait up He aint say who he say he is, he an actor, he play tough I just copped me a Rollie, okay, I lied, cause I took it Do a show in a valley, I tell em boys to go book Fresh out my city, Im shootin, land in my city, Im coolin Bunch of niggas smokin Tooka, ride with guns in a Uber I get caught, I cant go, my lawyer fresh from Jerusalem Audi R8 logo look like 4 kids hoola hoopin, woah Five mo, five in a row They at ya door from Lamron down to the mo Cant get out of my head, cant keep takin these meds Five in a row , I want some mo Five mo , five in a row They at ya door from Lamron down-down to the mo Cant get out of my head , cant keep takin these meds Like five mo , five in a row, yeah

Dont know no English Dont know no English Party today til tomorrow, til we dont know no English හෑමදෙයක්ම විදේශඊ Models talkin to models, and they dont know no English අපි කොහෙද ඉන්නෙ? Took that bitch out of state, where they dont know no English අපි හෑම රටක්මට යනවා My nigga just got back from the case, cause he spoke no, no English අපි කොහෙද යන්නෙ තත්තෙ? Juicy J, Travis Scott You niggas out here talking that Brokanese, mane We dont understand none of that shit A nigga been wildin all night, mixin that dark with the light Fuck around, took a nigga bitch, now a nigga wanna start a fight Nigga wanna take me out the zone Workin out, lettin it strong I tell a chick, hop in the whip No lip, she wanna let me hit it fore I make it home And shawty aint nothin but a freak She been poppin that pussy all week She wanna let me hit it in the backseat It dont matter if she a freak in the streets or the sheets She dont even know what I mean When I say she gotta do it for the team Lean, lean, wont do it for the Gram, shell do it for the green Nah mean? My plug dont speak no English, and my weed is Jamaican In Miami with Haitians, my shooters got no patience I just got me two ladies, they get high and get naked Shoot it all in their faces, swear to God this shit crazy Party today til tomorrow, til we dont know no English හෑමදෙයක්ම විදේශඊ Models talkin to models, and they dont know no English අපි කොහෙද ඉන්නෙ? Took that bitch out of state, where they dont know no English අපි හෑම රටක්මට යනවා My nigga just got back from the case, cause he spoke no, no English අපි කොහෙද යන්නෙ තත්තෙ? Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm My nigga got caught with the birds Bet the nigga never say a word He was like, no habla English Nigga, I dont give a fuck what you heard I aint gotta pay for the Act Got a chick in the back of the pharmacy with the syrup Bitch, Im a vet for the check I had these hoes lined up, like the first and the third I can count a 100k in a day, count a mill twice, double up at night Nigga say, aint got all my dope Nigga, better go somewhere, get it right Bitch, you better go somewhere, get a light Thirsty ass bitch tryna get this ice Lame ass bitch tryna jack my Rollie Bitch couldnt see me even on Skype Kobe and Shaq all in my Sprite Whiskey, champagne coming in all night Nigga, Im good, you cant comprehend Im tired of givin broke ass niggas advice Im on my way overseas, Im countin Gs til I land I speak money, no translator, bet the bank understand Party today til tomorrow, til we dont know no English හෑමදෙයක්ම විදේශඊ Models talkin to models, and they dont know no English අපි කොහෙද ඉන්නෙ? Took that bitch out of state, where they dont know no English අපි හෑම රටක්මට යනවා My nigga just got back from the case, cause he spoke no, no English අපි කොහෙද යන්නෙ තත්තෙ? Dont know no English Dont know no English Dont know no English Dont know no English

Part time, work at Sams Yeah she still work with her man I can fall through, just no cams, yeah White pills on my mans I cant fall asleep, off Xans, under circumstance Want me to fall off, cant go that easy I cant fall off, I know they need me Gang-gang just like fam No new ones, cant take no chance, yeah They know Im legend, yeah O-o-o-hh , yeah O-o-o-hh , yeah, yeah Dont look at me strange I got so good with that aim, so good at takin names Somethin bout this fame I mean sometimes leave me drained, but so good, cant complain Hundreds feel like ones, millions feel like thousands Never see the sun, always see the night end Gang-gang just like fam No new ones, cant take no chance, yeah They know Im legend, yeah O-o-o-hh , yeah O-o-o-hh , yeah, yeah

You can drip or get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolant kit, silencer, damn, aint no sound on it Turn your face to a frown, homie , oh-woah I just been shinin in rose gold We in the street like hobos Im having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Cake havin hands, he beatin the bowl Playin the cards that was dealt to me Livin the life that we choose, yeah, yeah Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so Chanel belt hold that fin up, Im so King Tut, Im the real prince slime, Im so Hope you niggas can put it on, with these clothes, we get Nutritionist like how I put them greens on your spine I kept missin all your calls cause, bitch, you got the other line We been doublin em since May, back when Maybach cant make this time My dawg like Oakley, Im like Jordan, he just do it, I pay the fine I aint seen the sun in seven days like I been doin time Thats just how I got the Batcave built up when Im on the grind Elli VV blingin on my phone and I aint losin sleep I told shawty call your hoes but they cant post when they with me Out on Bleveland sippin purple rain with Prince and Lil Keed I be feelin like Im Michael Jackson when I hit the hee My chain make em make a face reaction like they gotta sneeze All of them flashes and splashes makin you think you in photos, what up? I be takin Cactis to the face, it turned me to a beast Heard the opps outside, we take they heads and turn it to a piece Yeah, we spin your block in a Gucci mask, okay Copped the Panamera for the rain, okay You can drip or get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolant kit, silencer, damn, aint no sound on it Turn your face to a frown, homie , oh-woah I just been shinin in rose gold We in the street like hobos Im having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Cake havin hands, he beatin the bowl Playin the cards that was dealt to me Livin the life that we choose, yeah, yeah Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so Chanel belt hold that fin up, Im so King Tut, Im the real prince slime, Im so Hope you niggas can put it on, with these clothes, we get Yeah, Hood Baby I aint fearin no nigga Watch who you trust, man, cause these niggas got sticky fingers Fucked that bitch, Ill never see a ring finger She suck my dick til my toes curl, I feel a real tingle Money in this pocket, this pocket, cant even walk, Im a real penguin Respect, Ima live by it, die by it, yeah, just for my people Im fly as fuck, soarin through em, I aint talking no eagle Catch a ho and snatch her up, my mood on jeepers creepers So much flodge shit happenin, I cant even look at people Ayy, yeah, my bitch know Im a whole cheater Yeah, I ran this shit up just like a whole cheetah Hey, big shoes like Im old people I ride with pole-keepers Yeah, watch what you do or you say, you on pins and needles Shit, watch how the hood act when you get real millions And you better keep them racks or you aint gon see them people Round you , yeah You can drip or get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolant kit, silencer, damn, aint no sound on it Turn your face to a frown, homie , oh-woah I just been shinin in rose gold We in the street like hobos Im having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Cake havin hands, he beatin the bowl Playin the cards that was dealt to me Livin the life that we choose, yeah, yeah Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so Chanel belt hold that fin up, Im so King Tut, Im the real prince slime, Im so Hope you niggas can put it on, with these clothes, we get

I might need me some ventilation, a little vacation Californication, might redefine new renovations Space coupe, back out of the space station Float around town, do that on the daily How Im supposed to feel safe, twelve live adjacent Yeah, crib built like a prison where that bitch is gated Yeah, spendin all my time up there getting faded Yeah, handin out that E! to the Entertainment Yeah, you know Im the saddest poppin and its dangerous Ridin through the clouds, we goin through the vapors Im just tryin to get that paper, stayin out the papers It aint easily done, it aint easy Pop a seal like its Chris, make it look Breezy Wedding bands on my fist, it is freezing Throw them bands, get a kiss, then she leave me I just want the peace, its still Lambo over Mercedes Just built the Astroworld playground to play with my baby, yeah Had a few pop singers, anyone could be yo mama Had some real conversations with my nigga, Bill, about Congress, yeah We at the fest, come and link, per request, yeah Send a pin, drop it in, GPS Seein flashes, oh nah-nah, thats my neck I been livin paranoid, watch yo step Aint never freein up, an never let yall, man We always forgive, but dont forget easily Cut my phone off so they can never reach me Life is just a maze, going through my phases I might need me some ventilation, a little vacation Californication, might redefine new renovations Space coupe back out of the space station If it rise on the east, land on the west We gon make that shit pop, bust it for a check Call the plays, link the squad, we gon make a catch We gon go NFL, we gon intercept

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hilt for the shocker Out the hilt, out the hilt, hilt Out the, off the hilt Drop it out the hilt, baby, drop it On my dick, 38 hoes on my dick Is it natural? Wide? Is it thick? Checks in my pocket and my kicks, kicks Took the risk, Rose-gold Patek on my wrist If I pull up, pull up, is it lit? Beepin by the gate Ive been beepin by the gate, Ive been Damn all these stars on my head Okay, its cool, keep this ice, keep me fresh Chase hit the stu with me, somethin I can hear You know Im James in The Garden, I cant miss Ooh-ooh, I been through it, let me vent I sat back and watch em switch up from my side of the fence Old niggas makin rules, tryna box young Scotty in Live and die just by two codes: love your haters; no new friends Find a way to let it fade from me by the sip Take it down til I feel it in my ribs She come right through, then I send her to the crib Then she know, now she know what it is, yeah On my dick, 38 hoes on my dick Is it natural? Wide? Is it thick? Checks in my pocket and my kicks, kicks Took the risk, Rose-gold Patek on my wrist If I pull up, pull up, is it lit? Beepin by the gate Ive been beepin by the gate, Ive been

Its not Jay-Z and Beyoncé Its not Nicki or Lil Wayne Its not Oprah and Obama The Pope and Rihanna Queen Elizabeth or Kanye Its not pentagrams or witchcraft Its not triangles or stacks of cash Black magic or Gaga Gucci or Prada Riding on the Golden Calf All-Seeing Eye is watching tonight Thats what it is, Truth and the Light All-Seeing Eye is watching tonight Nothing to hide, the secrets inside Its like, everybody in this party shining like Illuminati Its like, everybody in this party shining like Illuminati Its the enlightenment that started it all The Founding Fathers wrote it down on the wall And now the medias misleading us all Turned right into wrong Its time to dance and turn this dark into something So let the fire burn, this music is bumping Were gonna live forever, love never dies It starts tonight Behind the curtain of the New World Order Its not platinum encrypted corners Its not ISIS or the Phoenix Pyramids of Egypt Dont make it into something sordid Its not Steve Jobs or Bill Gates Its not the Google of United States Its not Bieber or LeBron Clinton or Obama Or anyone you love to hate All-Seeing Eye is watching tonight Thats what it is, Truth and the Light All-Seeing Eye is watching tonight Nothing to hide, secrets inside Its like, everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati Its like, everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati You know that everything that glitters aint gold So let the music take you out of control Its time to feel it in your body and soul Cmon, lets go Were gonna dance and turn this dark into something So let the fire burn, this music is bumping Were gonna live forever, love never dies It starts tonight Its like Its like Its like, everybody in this party, shining like illuminati Its like, everybody in this party, shining like illuminati Its like, everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati Its like, everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati Its like, everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati Its like, everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati Everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati Its like, everybody in this party, shining like Illuminati

3 AM rolling stoned, all I see is dust We feel like rock stars then we rockstars Sex pistol posers, they never heard of us I guess I need that white broad in that white car So raise your glasses homie cause we seem to bring the masses homie And shut down our whole town, fuck up shit My homie Jon copped them grapes and they busted Rollies and raviolis you in the cover of Vogue Dont look between the lines or itll fuck up your mind She let us smell the line, let it fuck up our mind She let us smell the line, let it fuck up our mind But the nights keep fallin hey What if the night keeps fallin hey What if the night keeps fallin hey Summertime was the illest Used to pull up the pullup like it was Christmas Winter time furs is too cold, told em give me mine Last night I had a dream but I died too many times But fuck motto, when her breasts out tell em take some fucking photos Fill up the dressing room with Will and Rich and Quasimodos So we popped the champagne so drunk Spilled liquor all over her Vera Wang Its timeless but how many people here know what the time is Spend about a minute on it From the front row to the stage it feel different dont it So Imma shine while Im here make it mine while Im here But the nights keep fallin hey What if the night keeps fallin hey What if the night keeps fallin hey But the nights keep fallin hey What if the night keeps fallin hey What if the night keeps fallin hey

Gotta stay down, you aint got no zoom Big rock, diamonds, Yao Ming yoom Purple lemonade, puffin out them fumes Heatin up like last day in June Niggas stealin my drip, that shit aint cool See, Eliantte let me polish my jewels I cherish her face, I pay for her groom No time to waste so Im takin off soon Cash out on drip, tryna fly to the moon Lookin like, Who is he? Gunna no runner, he move like me, yeah Got foreigns, a movin fleet, tote choppers like Who is security? I fly her right in, then meet up at the room She dont know your name, but she know all my tunes I pass it to Los, and he shot it to Junes You cant try none the brothers, the brothers try you If you try one of us, you get put on the news Pull up in that new Bentley truck, I didnt come here to lose Made it to Clearport, forgot to say she had a dude Bag full of money and all of these hunnids is blue I know you proud of me, AP, I dont do apologies High tune on my Prada tee, purchase on my new Amiri jeans Young Gunna drip god, I fly with no wings I let her use my card to secure her needs Had to tell her girl these pearls, not beads Gettin high in the sky without my weed

Im fire nigga got that purp Nigga hatin on me no work Im in that bitch I skrrr! Im in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas aint bout that work These niggas aint bout that work Im talkin brand new choppas 45 on the brand new choppas Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah Im talkin brand new choppas Hey, I got 1000 grams of that white shit 6,000 pounds of that kush nigga A thousand handguns extended clip But if it come to it we at war nigga And why you motherfuckers so mad at me It seem like you would be glad for me Go head & talk tall You aint scared a me? You cross me shit gon end tragically In my ferrari Im flyin Im usually high Get my dick suck by a cutie pie You sayin I aint been the shit since junior high You aint got a truth in ya, nigga yous a lie They said its all fun & games till the tools is out Fuck you, what you gon do about it? You know I click clack bang bang bang shoot a nigga down No one else knew about it Hoppin all in my G4 Rep Hustle Gang wherever we go We off the chain you on a leash tho Goddamn it must suck to be broke Im fire nigga got that purp Nigga hatin on me no work Im in that bitch I skrrr! Im in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas aint bout that work These niggas aint bout that work Im talkin brand new choppas 45 on the brand new choppas Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah Im talkin brand new choppas Hittin blunts to the face rest in peace Pop a pill & Ciroc youll forget your enemies 21 on that red, 9 on the drunk laps Niggas Lyin come & see Come & get high jump your ass inside Go and blow that dough tell your ass dont choke I feel it now, now I want some more I overdose, I overdose, we overdose, we overdose Now, I need it now, I need it Swear to god, oh god I need it now Michael Jackson, Jackson, beat it now Oh my god, Im terrified Im fire nigga got that purp Nigga hatin on me no work Im in that bitch I skrrr! Im in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas aint bout that work These niggas aint bout that work Im talkin brand new choppas 45 on the brand new choppas Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah Im talkin brand new choppas Nah, Forreal Yall pussy niggas aint having any money in the box, forreal Nah, Forreal Choppas so big make em niggas say, Yall Forreal? Nah, Forreal And Ill stand on your ass on this bull, Call it Pharrel Nah, Forreal You cant take me perform like AC, yall chill Drunk chill, you know who the last of the real Niggas couldnt survive where we live The sound worth mills nigga flyer than a leer Talking bout it give a nigga thrills Swear a nigga cant sit still thumbing thru Ms Thinking bout buying op a crib Just to show a nigga how i live Less than a mill everyday Im fire nigga got that purp Nigga hatin on me no work Im in that bitch I skrrr! Im in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas aint bout that work These niggas aint bout that work Im talkin brand new choppas 45 on the brand new choppas Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah Im talkin brand new choppas Ya’ll niggas aint my kind Ya’ll flows aint that fine, matter fact Nigga ya’ll hoes aint that fine Ima real throwed spitter gon make ya hiccup a line You dont know the time playa, i can close my eyes I can read you blind bullet Bullets start flying, shell Choppa hold 100 real nigga doin fine, yeah Dro

Skrr-skrrt Swipe me , swipe me , swipe me Swipe me , swipe me , swipe me M-M-M-Murda Lo-fi, lo-fi, low tides High five, high five, high times Hot box in the sixth speed Order birds, need a ten-piece Hunnid racks in my skinnies Blowin gas out the BP Major League, not the Indies When Im heatin up, never tempt me Semi tucked, windows up , in the cut, rollin up Light show, ice cold in that bowl You cant go, you cant go out, you cant go Cause they say we start a riot at our shows Hot box in the sixth speed Order birds, need a ten-piece Suicide Suicide in the Lambo , come and die Live your life , dont kill my vibe See the money, I go get it, Im in stride She like the ride , like the pegs on the Mongoose bike Oh, Im bout to pull out the Benjis, uh She go to takin off panties Get on the private, Miami Diamonds Amari, Im dancin Rick Owens, I zip up my boots This mornin, Im droppin a deuce You aint the gang, you cant get recruited You was at the top, but somehow you blew it Im all in your mouth, baby, dont chew it Remember the days, the bando we trap out the Buick Go to the jeweler, I spend a 50, go make me some fluid Im smokin on gas, its smelling like sewage Look at that ass, its bigger than Judys I need cash , need it fast, hand itchin like a rash I stay down, put the Nawfside on the map Hot box in the sixth speed Order birds, need a ten-piece Send em back, never sin me Order racks with the Henny

Ive been waiting for a minute Pour out, ayy For my lady, and I They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Cant let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me See, before I let you go One last thing I need to let you know You aint never seen nothing crazier than This nigga when he off his Lexapro Had more than another episode Last time I was down in Mexico Asking me why the hell I text in code Four times that you say dont text me ho Told you four times, dont test me, ho Now we finna lose all self-control But you aint finna be raising your voice at me Especially when we in a Giuseppe store But Imma have the last laugh in the end Cause Im from a tribe called check a ho Yeah, Imma have to laugh in the end Cause Im from a tribe called check a ho And I... Wish I would let a hater fuck my life up Cant let em get to me Sunday night, I just might have to pipe up You gon have to get used to me They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Cant let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me See through the veil And forget all of your cares Throw them Throw them away Dont stop your loving Dont stop for nothing No, not for nothing They dont wanna see me love you Nah, dont stop it They always love it They always wanna They dont wanna see me love you They dont wanna see me love you They dont wanna see me love you They dont wanna see me love you See through the veil And forget all your cares Throw them Throw them away Oh, lifes a feeling, yeah Oh, the bodys a feeling, yeah The future is uncertain For us all, just stop Why make things worse? Why make things worse?

Riding around in my old whip Used to drive that thing like I stole it I control the drop when you roll it 12 pull us over youll hold it You the coldest girl I been loving You the hottest girl and you know it I might just let you pour that for real yeah Got a little, got a little trip Got a little, got a little lift Got a little, got a little lit Man I woke up up in the middle of the night And just fillin up my backwood all up As many extendos as possible Money, money alcohol pussy weed Everything on me weed and the lab-anos Got the diam-anos, angelos You get it vámonos I gotta know One thing about you, Im finna menage you You still give me time yeah you know, massage you You might make me hide you, but How you can but you know that you winnin You know what you wearin The You know when you in it Come with more hydro and NyQuil More Xan than a Bicycle, you know that I roll it Roll it you Im rollin my pollie only from my coaches Niggas know I remote control it Money, fuck it, I need money homie Got that money comin in, outta the spot Got it hot, on lock as approaches Hop in my whip we get coastal yeahhh Got a little, got a little trip Got a little, got a little lift Got a little, got a little lit Riding around in my old whip Used to drive that thing like I stole it I control the drop when you roll it 12 pull us over youll hold it You the coldest girl I been loving, for real You the hottest girl and you know that I might just let you pour that for real yeah

Been Trill, motherfucker Mike-WiLL Made It Ear Drummers Been Trill, bitch I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life Wake up in the mornin, throwin on them Nikes Runnin through that check, shout my nigga Phil Knight Oreos in Oregon State, pop twenty pills in the night Goin a thousand miles in another state They aint oreos but they bright Clap it break that back, she just made a stack Niggas in that trap still totin them straps If you make it where Im from Its like a lone star in the sky thats all black A ménage à trois with black dykes, damn Thats the new civil rights Accidentally walked in the club, all these bitches bite Told my mama fuck a major, best decision my life Now niggas in the corridor, Im velvet down to my corduroys Got bottles by the cases, pussy by different races I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life Purp in my itch palms, red lips six inches long Took her like a hooker, now come get your Shaun I left her outside, I left her mouth dry Feed her to the mountain lions cause that bitch try countin mine Pussy, nigga, yous a pussy-nigga You be doushin, I be pushin ether Bitch, you fuck-boy cunt Wont be satisfied til I see yall suffer in the sun Chiefin while Im beefin, turn me odds to evens My lawyers are some heathens Beat it blowin on some on reefers If you didnt want a war, then why youd wage it then? I only wear jeans, I could fit a gage up in Im so high right now, look like Im in Japan Amazing, junkie jit came up major in Trench team, ten deep, red beam, laser tag Bring it, what you got? Police and pistols dont phase your man I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life Look up at my eyes and I know you see a bad guy Try to front on us, man, you better ask them last guys Suicide doors pull up when we ride by Goon niggas hop up with guns fuck a drive by Smokin weed on the jet, bitch, Im fly high You dont wanna give me neck? Bitch, bye-bye On to the next bitch, I hope she bi-bi Cause I love bitches that love bitches that love bitches I love fuckin on they friends and I love fuckin on they sisters Bad bitches roll my swishers, Goddamn, Im that nigga Smokin on that reefer thinkin, How can I get richer? Damn shawty bad like the old Detroit Pistons Damn I wanna fuck, when I hit, Im gettin misses Treat her like shit man its fuck-a-bitch feelings Money stacked tall, man, its touchin my ceiling Money stacked tall, man, its touchin my ceiling I had to get her right That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life That pussy changed my life Holy moly, all them niggas dead All them pussies fed Let em live? Meh Young owl in the dark Thought hed make it, never Do you hate cause they know Ima be here forever ? Never fuck with the black and blue Duck cause a nigga might shoot Shocked what a nigga might do Young nigga blessed like a nigga ah-choo In the Mo they smokin raw diesel Evil Knievel whip pullin off in the dust Throwin flame rocks when a bitch might jerk Bouncin this bitch like its tennis Rich and still eatin at Dennys Hotels phones, Im talkin that business Came up with the ones that was with me Besides, nigga, your niggas facade, nigga She off shoe with that Snooki Dont fall in love with that pussy I had to get her right That pussy changed my life Been Trill, motherfucker

Lyrics from Snippet Ah, Cactus Twelve figure state plan, that was the escape plan But hate investigatin, that shit was a waistband But wait, I stopped the facin cause shit just start erasin But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin, olé We out the basement, on one floor where its vacant She feelin anxious to be out where its dangerous, okay Love all the chains and especially how I bang it, okay Jamaica-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae That wap need draining, just have it if you singing, okay Fuck that Birkin, she just need some еncouragement Fix that attitude, shе think she need a surgeon, okay And show some gratitude, I put you in that altitude, okay They stunt like Mannis do, I put you in that magnitude, oh, hey I embrace the pussy, Im not tryna embarrass you Okay, I got a lavish crew, me, Chase the rocker the day did you Business trapper, Im not a rapper, a lot I do, a lot at you I filmed, directed, Helter Skelter, off the seltzer like its juice Twelve figure state plan, that was the escape plan But hate investigatin, that shit was a waistband But wait, I stopped the facin cause shit just start erasin But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin, olé We out the basement, on one floor where its vacant She feelin anxious to be out where its dangerous, okay Love all the chains and especially how I bang it, okay Jamaica-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae Niggas dyin for the chain around my neck, its like the lake All my niggas like to lurk I be tryin not to go back in my ways, I cant revert Twelve figure state plan, that was the escape plan But hate investigatin, that shit was a waistband But wait, I stopped the facin cause shit just start erasin But wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin, olé We out the basement, on one floor where its vacant She feelin anxious to be out where its dangerous, okay Love all the chains and especially how I bang it, okay Jamaica-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae

I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah 7-1-3 Through the 2-8-1, yeah, Im ridin, why they on me? Why they on me? Im flyin, sippin low-key Im sippin low-key in Onyx, rider, rider I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When Im pullin up right beside ya Pop star, lil Mariah When I text a cute game, wildness Throw a stack on the Bible Never Snapchat or took molly She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah We at the top floor, right there off Doheny, yeah Oh no, I cant fuck with yall Yeah, when Im with my squad I cannot do no wrong Yeah, saucin in the city, dont get misinformed Yeah, they gon pull up on you Yeah, we gon do some things, some things you cant relate Yeah, cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay Oh, you cant go, oh, I dont know Oh, back the fuck up off me I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine Worried bout those comments Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time

Checkin your reflection and tellin’ your best friend Like, Girl, I think my butt gettin big Butt gettin big, oh Butt gettin’ big, oh Butt gettin big, oh Butt gettin big, oh Bust it, pop it Lock it, drop it We goin up like the stock hit Outside and inside the Lambo is chocolate Throw it , watch it , cake it , profit Bands gettin big, it might bust outta pockets She keep it wet, I might bust down her locket BBL, natural, don’t care, wont tell If you comin’ with gang, leave your phone at the hotel She know my body, she dont need the intel On top, spin around, go crazy, carousеl Peyote Jack, wanna know what I inhalе She gettin thick, aint no way that you can’t tell I linked up with shorty on payroll, she got a bankroll She do that shit when I say so Hit from the back, got her grabbin her ankles Hand on her neck, I might give her a Van Gogh And when Im done, Ill go out with a bang tho She said me and my brothers remind her of Bang Bros She in the mirror tryna work on her angles She gon lick on it, spit on it, taste just like Oochie wally, she be wildin Inside her body she gon ride it like Kawasaki She said she was lit off the saké She left the lobby, parking lot, gave me head in the Gatti She said she gon give me the box and the posse Fucked around, introduced her to Roddy Thing on my hip for when shit lookin wocky I might have to bust it, just look at that body, like damn Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Is you fuckin? Two shots, fuck it Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Is you fuckin? Two shots, fuck it Throw it like a stripper, damn Throw it like a stripper, ayy Throw it like a stripper, damn Turn around and tip her, ayy Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Is you fuckin? Two shots, fuck it Real slim waist with a body on me Goddamn, Im poppin, Im hot Real thick bands in a motherfucker pants He was staring from a stance, so I took him to the spot I dont wanna talk, I wanna be in your mouth Tell that nigga get out, he aint packing with a Glock Beggin for a dance, he aint even get a chance Threw it back and let it land, aint no beggin me to stop , bitch Ate the pussy up on Tuesday Back in the side, yeah, two ways Give me that top like toupée Slurpin on the pussy like Kool-Aid One dont be enough, I need two baes Nigga down my throat like DUSSÉ Lick all on the tip like brûlée Nigga, Ima do whatever you say Now watch me Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Is you fuckin? Two shots, fuck it Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Is you fuckin? Two shots, fuck it Throw it like a stripper, damn Throw it like a stripper, ayy Throw it like a stripper, damn Turn around and tip her, ayy Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Is you fuckin? Two shots, fuck it Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it

Her heart is so cold Her heart is so cold, her heart is so cold She in love with the pole She grind for the rolls, and she tweakin her nose Her heart is so cold Her heart is so cold, she in love with the pole She want your friend and your foe She want the life with you, no, she gotta heighten the O She took your car to go and see that nigga She in his ear like Ima leave that nigga You aint really see it comin, did ya? She took your heart and tried to feed it to ya Twitter told you she was out of town She aint notice she was out of bounds You bout to bust out all her windows, aint ya? And catch a charge that aint bout no paper Her heart is so cold Her heart is so cold, she in love with the pole The money, the car, the cars and the clothes The life with you, no, she gotta heighten the O My dealer want 911 Porsche a nigga All this money, might Scott Storch a nigga Preacher Crew, might start extortin nigga Know who run the town like Im from Boston, nigga Mixin purple with that Henny, man it get you startled When you talkin bout that money, man theyll eat your heart out All my niggas rollin, sippin on that molly water Shorty on that hazy, shout to Richard Porter Her heart is so cold Her heart is so cold, her heart is so cold She in love with the pole She grind for the rolls, and she tweakin her nose Her heart is so cold Her heart is so cold, she in love with the pole The money, the car, the cars and the clothes The life with you, no, she gotta heighten the O She in love with the party She in love with the molly She in love, thats so crazy She in love For real though, do you feel love? I get trill love, not real love Im tryna figure, should I tip her? Im an H-Town nigga You aint been around a richer nigga He can only show you bitches pictures Its like the chopper shot the nigga down But he dont even see that she the trigger Aint nothin wrong with your ambition, baby Come fuck this platinum musician, baby Your nigga pockets screamin Out of order Fuck Net-a-Porter, we can cross the border Her heart is so cold Her heart is so cold, she in love with the pole The money, the car, the cars and the clothes The life with you, no, she gotta heighten the O

M-M-M-Murda Got a big boy baguette cause they shine harder together Bought a Lambo coupe cause the doors spread like a feather Got the dough all clean, but it look off white like vanilla Got two hoes, me and Im squeezed between in the middle Double R Cullinan and Im hoppin out the back, umbrella Marquise stone, totin that Maison Margiela The Audemar grown, guettes in the face another level Hold up my arm, I could change the climate and the weather Grr, answer my phone, speaking of the devil Angels around me, Im keeping several, uh Thats the only thing I know, keep this together, uh I connect the bottom links, they stack like medals, uh Know a bad one in D.C. but she too federal Monday through Friday through Sunday, got racks on my schedule The Molly, the Percocets, she eat it up like a edible And I dont see no competitor, shoot at the head of a predator Any nigga want pressure, grab the tissue and watch how I bless em Might bust a blood vessel Way that Im runnin this shit, it aint healthy We gotta move stealthy Niggas been rich, now we tryna get wealthy Every time that you round, you keep taking it down Tell me, How this gon help me? All stars got the gang gang, God on my phone Ran through all the calls, you get it finessin then its gone We the young niggas thats grabbin the pistol and ran it, right at the throne Say you want smoke and you know its no problem No Gabriel bringing it on All blue dollar signs, bleeding my palms God keep givin me signs, so I read Psalms Pull up with a suit and tie like Im at prom Who keeps calling my line? Grr, answer my phone, speaking of the devil Angels around me, Im keeping several, uh Thats the only thing I know, keep this together, uh I connect the bottom links, they stack like medals, uh Know a bad one in D.C. but she too federal Monday through Friday through Sunday, got racks on my schedule The Molly, the Percocets, she eat it up like a edible And I dont see no competitor, shoot at the head of a predator Any nigga want pressure, grab the tissue and watch how I bless em Might bust a blood vessel Way that Im runnin this shit, it aint healthy We gotta move stealthy Niggas been rich, now we tryna get wealthy Every time that you round, you keep taking it down Tell me, How this gon help me? Mmm-hmm Mmm-hmm Mmm-hmm

D.A. got that dope On the flo Make them girls get down on the flo On the flo A man gon lie like EA, hey Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Run through the dough like a relay, hey Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Make it rotate like a DJ, hey Hey, hey, 2K, ayy , fly, fly, high, fly A man gon lie like EA, hey Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Run through the dough like a relay Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Make it rotate like a DJ, hey Hey, hey, 2K, ayy , fly, fly, high, fly Work a lil bitch like a treadmill Put a bitch on a track like an adlib Fake tits, fake hair, but her ass real Brown skin, light skin like Aunt Viv Put an arch in your back like a caterpillar Boss Max, tell little bitch call me daddy I be gettin street money like bankroll Tooted up in the air like a stank ho Make a bitch do a line like a drum roll On her knees, make her blow like a trombone Selling twat on the block like Mutombo She a thot, selling top like a fronto Mouth too flashy, wrist too glassy Real street nigga, fingertips still ashy Wrist bust down, patty cake, new Patek Mark, set, go, lil ho, get ready Cause a man gon lie like EA, hey Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Run through the dough like a relay, hey Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Make it rotate like a DJ, hey Hey, hey, 2K, ayy , fly, fly, high, fly A man gon lie like EA, hey Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Run through the dough like a relay Tell her throw it back like a replay, hey Make it rotate like a DJ, hey Hey, hey, 2K, ayy , fly, fly, high, fly Throw that throwback two ways Pockets on baby, no due date Dont feel no way, racks so up, cant lose weight Smell like grapes, ice, T on skates Stacks like safes, yeah, get you four-five placed Dont matter to me, Im over the fee Im over TT, I crash out the V Slide with the Gs, we lean on the Cs End up at the top, theres nowhere to be Out on the road, Im out on the go Theres platinum, no gold, they sit in the road Hunnids in rows, the hunnids dont fold The hunnids on hunnids on hunnids, it go Dont feel a way, its been this way Maxo been up, we aint losing weight A man gon lie like EA, hey Hit it, throw it back like a replay, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Run through the dough like a relay, hey Hit it, throw it back like a replay, hey Make it rotate like a DJ, hey Hey, hey, 2K, ayy , fly, fly, high, fly A man gon lie like EA, hey Hit it, throw it back like a replay, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Run through the dough like a relay Hit it, throw it back like a replay, hey Make it rotate like a DJ, hey Hey, hey, 2K, ayy, fly, fly, high, fly Hey, uh, throw it up Shake that ass, ho Maxo, Travis, Maxo, Maxo Get down on the flo

Mustard on that beat, ho Back in the back of my Benz Back of my Benz Back in the back of my Benz Back of my Benz, in the back of my Benz Back of my Benz Back of my Benz Roll up, then ride up, get in Roll up, get in Keep doing that thing Back of my Benz Back of my Benz Back of my Benz Roll up, then ride up, get in Roll up, get in Back in the back of my Benz Back of my Benz Roll up, then ride up, get in Roll up, get in Back in the back of my Benz Back of my Benz Keep doing that thing Back of my Benz Back of my Benz Back of my Benz Roll up, then ride up, get in Roll up, get in Back in the back of my Benz Back of my Benz Roll up, roll up and get in Roll up, get in Back in the back of my Benz Back of my Benz Roll up, roll up and get in Count up, get in

Hey hey, hey, hey Hey hey, hey, hey, hey Hey hey, hey, hey Hey hey, hey, hey, hey I got a brand new jeep with the doors off Smoking on a pound of weed, I had to doze off And a bad bitch with me, with her clothes off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Close curtains on them boys, I had to show off I got a brand new jeep with the doors off Smoking on a pound of weed, I had to doze off And a bad bitch with me, with her clothes off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Close curtains on them boys, I had to show off Yeah, pull up in that 97, like its 97 Third eye wide open, watching for the devil Hit my daughter with a trip to Carters fore I left her Make sure when she go to daycare, she gonna look the freshest Eating dinner with my niggas, feeling real boss Shout out Complex Magazine, for that extra salt Shout out 1317, I rep it til Im gone I had to go off, I had to go off I found out I really am a star In my own way, we aint listening to yall We gonna run it up at any cost Nah, nah, we aint finna starve I got a brand new jeep with the doors off Smoking on a pound of weed, I had to doze off And a bad bitch with me, with her clothes off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Close curtains on them boys, I had to show off I got a brand new jeep with the doors off Smoking on a pound of weed, I had to doze off And a bad bitch with me, with her clothes off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Balling like Im K.D I had to go off I had to go off, I had to go off Close curtains on them boys, I had to show off And now, now we back on this motherfucker live and direct You know what Im saying? So, so, ladies, can I, can I ask you a question? Baby is your pussy wet right now? I just need all of yall to scream for me Come on, make some noise baby, yeah Aye my nigga Da$h in the building, say what up Yeah Last couple summers it was so hard Cut the curtain on these niggas, cut the show off Fighting off these Xannies, I dont wanna doze off But I pop four school buses, oh my, oh Lord Used to eat that free lunch, but its not no more We was whilin outside, yeah, we had no hope You an angel in disguise with no halo Only thing I despise on that Jay Mo Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, back in, back when, back time I guess I get sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin We went up top, not again, navigate, intimate, innocent Runnin off, let your ho flow were not here to win Come, come again, comin back again One more time for that nigga you come down, yeah H-Town, what if Im riding down and I sit in that whip right there? Hit my lights and I- yeah Cut the monologue Had to close the curtain, cut the show off Poppin Xans and then tryin not to doze off Riding through the hood with the doors off Seen so many strip clubs, damn, I might invest Damn, wait they got me for another check Order up the lobster with the crab cake Im bad at holidays, you know Im mad late

Yeah Got a lot of ideas, lot on my plate Got a lot on my M, got a lot of the nay I tend to skate, got a home, got a hundred a nay Got a bitty, man that nigga make a hundred a day On her minds, I done got it Many problems, many money Hundred Pradas, in and out it Its in apartment, in a alley Whole lotta world gotta run with me And if I finesse get it gotta lotta dishin Nigga whats next What the world got pills? Where the homie got a head like yeah What a nigga wont do Hiding from a real right here Got a lemon on my neck like yeah Hundred niggas like yeah I got a lot of ideas Got a lot of ideas Got a lot of ideas Got a lot of ideas Whats next, depending how Im tryna disrespect Might get a gold chain and ice my neck Yeah nigga whats next Might have to go and see the vet Cause I dogged my hoe for a check Yeah nigga whats next Tryna play both sides of the net Thats how you wipe out your whole set Yeah nigga whats next, try to send a couple killers at my neck If I die my hologram gon flex Yeah nigga whats next I got a couple ideas, got a couple reasons why Im out here Tryna move the wave a thousand light years Hundred, riding in the night yeah Black Bimmer, Hans Zimmer, Hans Zimmer Paint a picture, Im overrated You overrated, come on baby, high living Hot sauce, I got a lot lot nigga for the right cost Woah, baby, woah now I need to slow down Back it up, I got a kitchen you know now Guys in the lab did that for my last thing Got it and Imma fall, for my mommas back wings Woah, we dont have problems, aint no more Yeah, high steals and the gat go Whoa, I pass it down for my E E Yeah, yeah, whats next, yeah What you sayin, how you different from the next yeah Im on a Xan, I might hit it and forget yeah You got all the latest brands And you still aint did a damn thing, hol up Wait, low key, put the rap game in a choke hold Got your girl doing things she aint supposed to Found a way to pay the bills off the Pro Tools Whats next, gotta turn into a mogul Few bands, no Super Saiyan Goku My nigga hit the, just hit the driver with the old school Whats next, me and Trav on a song too? Whats next, putting on for the zone two? Yeah, I got a couple ideas, made myself a livin off my ideas They thought they could get rid of me, Im right here Niggas cant get rid of me, Im right here Whats next, depending how Im tryna disrespect Might get a gold chain and thats whats next Yeah nigga whats next Might have to go and see the vet Cause I dogged my hoe for a check Yeah nigga whats next Tryna play both sides of the net Thats how you wipe out your whole set Yeah nigga whats next, try to send a couple killers at my neck If I die my hologram gon flex Yeah nigga whats next

Selling art to these yuppies, gettin mixed offers Hold up... Selling art to these yuppies, gettin mixed offers Im in New York like I’m Peter Parker Wrote a 16 then I tossed it If I wanted bullshit, I’d just read Gawker Young Rick murder, I just shoot walkers I’m a slave to this rap shit, I can’t quit Fresh Sig with the grip A ye pop shit, call the gun Britney Jean When the spears come out, I hit you and JT You yuppies ain’t real, let you live for a fee We taking Brooklyn back, you can leave the coffee And you coons dying too, word to Charles Barkley My head dreaded up like my name Marley Nah, we don’t do-, shh Simple rhyming ass niggas get they wig pushed back Get your mic snatched, nicotine patched Call my white bs up, get your life hacked Heard your stock dropped, nigga, this the blow back Put the Hawkeyes on him, heard he like MASH You gon’ rust in peace, heard you like thrash Put a price on your head, that’s a light bag .45 on me like Mike back, whoa Flame, alright Baby, I’m just heating up Not a need-, a need it is a must Feeling stuck, you know how to keep me up Icy love, icy like a hockey puck Baby , I’m just heating up Need your-need your love Not a need it is a must You know how to keep me up Icy- I walk in the booth like I own it I know that I belong there Mm These days ain’t the same All ain’t bt like that These fuck niggas ain’t trill like that Y’all niggas, y’all built like rats, oh

Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Let the mink drag on the floor She snorting the 70s dope Up in the ghost she said she need it the most Quit tripping we having a toast Step in and out the plane She act like she Marilyn Monroe All on the boat showing her boobies the most Lets toss her and see if she float We pulled over the car at the liquor store And if these bitches aint fresh as me, then what we in here for? Simply, That nigga wild, Let that nigga go Easily, just roll up the dope and watch me turn it to smoke and go Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Twenty to thirty trill hippies they circle around me With skin leggings they rocking Marants, but they smoking for free Its funny aint it, bitches is destined to be Living the dream, while you out chasing these hoes She probably taste-testing my seeds Ooooh, thats why we never sleep Its primetime When Im on the phone Im talking Os So Its buy time When Im on the road turn the lights on Cus Its my shine So all these strobe lights and bulb lights got me Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Yeah, young Veggies PNCITL, XX YNM; young nigga movement You already know what it is man We run the world you all ready know All the young niggas run the world man Lace your boots up Kill em niggas with the swag Kill em niggas with the swag I got this new obsession with stupid flexin and best dressin This Travis Scott and young Veggies thats Peas and Carrots and XX Niggas think they spit how I spit Get what I get Fuck who I smash I pulled up in the Jag Roaches to hoes and they up in the back Im up in the back switchin them lanes And they thought I would crash Gettin some fang give a fuck bout a name Iced out carats and Im going insane You upset, cause my squad up next I had enough that, Im smashing with them back shots She had a couple thoughts Told her I aint trusting that What these niggas barking bout Tell me what you tryna say Boy I make more then your father Im sorta an author but more like your daddy Ask bout the boy Came from the city, we poppin in Cali Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up

Woop! Ayy Hah, bitch, Im the man in my city I see how they play and I get it I dont say much but she with it Young, wild, and free til Im finished Down all the drugs you can handle Blow up the holes in the roof Light up the sky like a candle Flashing lights out of the blue Hah, bitch, Im the man in my city I see how they play, and I get it I dont say much, but she with it Young, wild, and free til Im finished Shaking that dice and I gamble Start from the bottom and scramble The coupe got no top like a sandal Pass me the rock I got handle Money never fold up Pull up in that Bimmer Nigga buy the whole lot Now Im drinking lean Yeah we smoking weed and baby we dont mean it When we pull up in the boat, Titanic, La Marina, god damn! When I hit it from the back and do the toe wop Cutting up the dope and keep the door locked I be getting to this money baby, no lie Ask me no questions, I wont tell you no lie Han, southside we in this Smoking I be drinking brain gone no ceiling here Pull up in that drop, no ceiling here Ask my last bitch shes a millionaire Down all the drugs you can handle Blow up the holes in the roof Light up the sky like a candle Flashing lights out of the blue Hah, bitch, Im the man in my city I see how they play, and I get it I dont say much, but she with it Young, wild, and free til Im finished Bitch, Im the man in my city I see how they play and I get it I dont say much but Im with it Ahh If you talking reckless, I check it She sent a text, I aint check it, Im sorry The head aint even worth the headache Focused on the mathematics no electives The man of my city like I got elected I run through the city like that bitch a finish line Power, respect, yeah, I like ‘em both intertwined Text from my momma, all it say is, Get it, Sean Okay, I got it, yeah, I made some fucked up decisions Fuck a double cup, I want double commission Streets feel my shit like a head-on collision Your girl in my whip, making head-on decisions My ex could write a book, a tell-all edition Itd be a best seller, make enough to take care of her, her best friends and the rest of her children Cause even some good girls got super head in them Down all the drugs you can handle Blow up the holes in the roof Light up the sky like a candle Flashing lights out of the blue Hah, bitch, Im the man in my city I see how they play, and I get it I dont say much, but she with it Young, wild, and free til Im finished Bitch, Im the man in my city I see how they play and I get it I dont say much but Im with it Ahh Ooh, ahh, ahh Ooh, ahh, ahh Ooh, ahh, ahh Ooh, ahh, ahh

Im floatin high, dont talk to me Im rollin high, dont bother me So follow me, yeah, come and follow me In the night streets, dim the lights, please What the fuck they want? Im drunk as hell Fuck work today, I wanna get some tail Damn my little nigga graduated, man, I wish him well Now theres no more breaking them pies And making that bail for them scales Step across that fence and thats your life When I run that town, that whip about town size Four chains, they hang on my neck, was dipped in that brown rice You think something wrong cause your shit dont shine bright But aint nothing wrong cause your shit dont shine bright Im floatin high, dont talk to me Im rollin high, dont bother me So follow me, yeah, come and follow me In the night streets, dim the lights, please It was Friday, what a night, what a situation My nigga Chase momma called cause he missed that graduation He told her, Momma please, have a drink, have a little bit patience Cause soon we would be riding in a car with a little ventilation Pastor said that we gotta move to congregation Im looking for salvation, but Im drowning in the revelations XX revolution, this inauguration to the whole nation If it aint no head, no sex, then its masturbation Im floatin high, dont talk to me Im rollin high, dont bother me So follow me, yeah, come and follow me In the night streets, dim the lights, please

Cardo got wings Ice cold, frigerator froze Bankrolls, cheese nachos Superbowl, Quavo scooped and scored Once you get a slice, you gotta get a loaf Once I get that cake, I just cant let it go She put it in my face, Im just gon let it flow She say she want that flake, yeah, I give her snow She gets so hot, she get too high, UFO Oh, I guess, oh, oh, I guess Ride around and flex, disrespect Yeah, link with me, light my neck and link with me Yeah, lean and weed, cant control the lean and weed So low-key with it, so high-key with it Like in a stingray, know a nigga be with it, yeah Quavo, they callin me Saint Nick We at the top like the North Pole Ice cold, frigerator froze Ice cold, frigerator froze Ice cold, frigerator froze Bankrolls, cheese nachos Superbowl, Quavo scooped and scored Once you get a slice, you gotta get a loaf Once I get that cake, I just cant let it go She put it in my face, Im just gon let it flow She say she want that flake, yeah, I give her snow She gets so hot, she get too high, UFO Ice cold, frigerator froze Bankrolls, cheese nachos Superbowl, Quavo scooped and scored Once you get a slice, you gotta get a loaf Once I get that cake, I just cant let it go She put it in my face, Im just gon let it flow She say she want that flake, yeah, I give her snow She gets so hot, she get too high, UFO Oh, I guess, oh, oh, I guess Ride around and flex, disrespect Yeah, link with me, light my neck and link with me Yeah, lean and weed, cant control the lean and weed So low-key with it, so high-key with it Like in a stingray, know a nigga be with it, yeah

Hope I make it outta here Sun is down, freezin cold Thats how we already know, winters here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt Thats just all he know, he dont know nothin else I tried to show em, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Goin on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now its 4 a.m. and Im back up poppin with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin fruits And they chokin, man, know the wish it was a noo- Some-Some-Someone said To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl-Pl-Playin for keeps, dont play us for weak To win the retreat, we all in too deep Pl-Pl-Playin for keeps, dont play us for weak Way too formal, yall know I dont follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls aint got a clue All of these I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the boo- Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, Hop in, you comin too In the 305, treat me like Im Uncle Luke Had to slop the top off, its just a roof, uh She said, Where we goin? I said, The moon We aint even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, its just the pool Now I got her open, its just the Goo- Who put this sh together? Im the glue Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Pl-Playin for keeps Someone said, motherf—someone said Dont play us for weak Okay, I been up for some days, I aint got time to lay Just to drown out all these thoughts, I tried all kind of things If I take you to my past you will be traumatized Got a thousand kids outside thats tryna come alive 99, took AstroWorld, it had to relocate Told the dawgs Id bring it back, it was a seal of faith Before no car notes, baby girl, she played the tourist guide Got the keys into my city, now she know the rides Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies When you make it to the top, thats the amenities Packin out Toyota like Im in the league And it aint a mosh pit if aint no injuries I got em stage divin out the nosebleeds Yeah, this right here is astronomical I see you picked up all my ways, I feel responsible They tryna say that all my problems is improbable They keep itching at my spirit, Im diabolical Ya feel me? I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich Throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah When youre not around When you throw that to the side, yeah I get those goosebumps every time, yeah 7-1-3 Through the 2-8-1, yeah, Im ridin, why they on me? Why they on me? Im flyin, sippin low-key Im sippin low-key in Onyx, rider, rider When Im pullin up right beside ya Pop star, lil Mariah When I text a cute game, wildness Throw a stack on the Bible Never Snapchat or took She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah We at the top floor, right there off Doheny, yeah Oh no, I cant with yall Yeah, when Im with my squad I cannot do no wrong Yeah, saucin in the city, dont get misinformed Yeah, they gon pull up on you I got room in my fumes She fill my mind up with ideas Hope I make it outta here She saw my eyes, she know Im gone I see some things that you might fear Im doin a show, Ill be back soon That aint what she wanna hear Now I got in my room Le wrapped around my beard Got the fastest car, it zoom Hope we make it outta here When Im with you, I feel alive You say you love me, dont you lie Wont cross my heart, dont wanna die She fill my mind up with ideas Hope I make it outta here Shes in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xa, 13 hours til I land Had me out like a light Like a light Like a light Like a light Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin texts, aint sendin kites, yeah He said, Keep that on lock I say, You know this s, its stife, yeah Its absolute, yeah , Im back, reboot LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah We back on the road, they jumpin off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin on her glutes, yeah Aint by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah Bout a check, yeah , just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, Ima show her what it took Baby mama cover Forbes, got these, yeah Lets go We see the hype outside Right from the house, uh Took it straight from outside Straight to the couch We put the mic outside Air this sh out, uh You lettin THE SCOTTS outside We runnin the scouts Aint no controllin the gang They never leave I got tats over my veins Cause that what I bleed She drink a lot of the Like she from the street We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh We heard that your wave went dry We floodin the drought, uh Heard that your hood outside We added some routes We havin the goods outside Move it in and out You lettin THE SCOTTS outside We runnin the scouts Ni, the cops outside Lock up the house We keep the team on high Some gold in they mouth , the Porsche outside Without the top She want a sa-sa Bring in the shots Lets go Its lit

I got cuban links, Santa Ria In the hood no shirt, no fear Aaron Hernandez with a verse, no plea deals Gave your bitch a new purse, new V12 It is trickin if youre worth more than Sprewell Niggas snitches screenshot all your emails Told them people now your hot All your females, tracking devices on your car, all details Youngens watching how I get it I delete em Im in my Bentley in my fitted lotta jewelry on Nothing less than a brick but to each his own Better ask them other niggas this aint what you want Tell me whats it gon be, this aint what you want I call it how I see it, so this aint what you want Im on the road doing shows so well, this aint what you want Im on the road you cant go I know, this aint what you want I hear them niggas after me, but this aint what you want And I guarantee this aint what you want Im from the land where aint no lackin at, this aint what you want I wrap em up, we get em done cause, this aint what you want Rick the Ruler, spent 150 on a bueller How you gon rob the robber? How you gon shoot the shooter? Niggas rappin where the millions at nigga But them cars no ceilings at Best front where your killers at nigga LeBron James, I aint Trinidad, nigga Ridin 300 with my nigga Durk Coke boy niggas put you in a hearse Chi-Town niggas put you on a shirt NY Im the one my nigga You can hate, dont frown, my nigga With Donald Trump in the trunk, my nigga Wanna buy a car nigga no lease Number one hip hop police Coke Boys hottest in the whole east Smash out like four weeks This aint what you want I know them streets is watchin Im bumpin Hov where you from? Tell me whats it gon be, this aint what you want I call it how I see it, so this aint what you want Im on the road doing shows so well, this aint what you want Im on the road you cant go I know, this aint what you want I hear them niggas after me, but this aint what you want And I guarantee this aint what you want Im from the land where aint no lackin at, this aint what you want I wrap em up, we get em done cause, this aint what you want Niggas claim that theyre after me, but this aint what they want Cause I hopped into this industry, this aint what they want See this rap shit aint shit to me, this aint what they want I got the police all into me, this aint what they want In my own city they hate on me, put weight on me Fuck TMZ, fuck Breaking News and ABC I cant do no shows cause I terrify my city They say I terrify my city Niggas get slumped, youre the first to get blamed A nigga try us, youre the first one to get changed They say you snitch, tryna put dirt on my name They ride on me, ask is Lil Durk my name Ladders on deck, this aint what you want Got killers in the back, got hitters in the front If I tell my niggas wack, then niggas gettin slugged You aint gotta have asthma to get hit with the pump In my own city they hate on me, put weight on me Try and snatch my chain, thats breaking news on NBC Fuck a famous ho, I wake up, be on TMZ I spent a quarter mill, on my new Rol, that GMT I got Piguet’s on the wrist, flex on your bitch Niggas cant keep up, send a jet for your bitch Baby mama ready, she next on the list And I vowed to get the paper, never flex on the strip, word up! Tell me whats it gon be, this aint what you want I call it how I see it, so this aint what you want Im on the road doing shows so well, this aint what you want Im on the road you cant go I know, this aint what you want I hear them niggas after me, but this aint what you want And I guarantee this aint what you want Im from the land where aint no lackin at, this aint what you want I wrap em up, we get em done cause, this aint what you want

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Come sweetly, stab me through the shadow of an open door Wait quietly now, take us to the helplessness of it all And I wonder as I watch you slip away somehow Wonder if the only thing left is love Wonder if I ever will wait Will I ever love again? Will I ever love again? Oh, lie to me Lie to me, tell me Im not wasting time Yeah, yeah Oh, oh, convince me you miss me Your heart still beats as fast as mine Tell me lies We loved it, loved it even more than we knew We lost it, and I dont even know what to do Tell me what to do Cause I wonder why it had to slip away somehow I wonder if youll ever wanna see me now I wonder if Ill ever be the same Will I ever love again? Will I ever love again? Oh, you eyes haunt me, taunt me, pierce straight through my heart again Will it ever end? Cause I Wonder as I watch you slip away somehow I wonder if you ever wanna see me now I wonder if Ill ever wait Will I ever love again? Will I ever love again?