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All year, all year
All year, blood, its poppin over here
All year, cuz, its crackin over here
All year, up at midnight, countin every dollar
Every dollar, every dollar and we countin
Aw, we gon get it poppin in the set
Aw, drop it down and break your neck
Yeah, out in Third Ward, right there by the Frenchies
Every summer, I finesse it for a check
Aw, if you real, you know the deal
Aw, they know Im the one thats really trill
They know Im the one that pay the bill
Aw, keep a couple gang bangers, throwin sets up
And they down to let it fly when shit get real
All year, blood, its poppin over here
All year, cuz, its crackin over here
All year, up at midnight, countin every dollar
Every dollar, every dollar and we countin
Aw, we gon get it poppin in the set
Aw, drop it down and break your neck
Yeah, out in Third Ward, right there by the Frenchies
Every summer, I finesse it for a check
Aw, if you real, you know the deal
Aw, they know Im the one thats really trill
They know Im the one that pay the bill
Aw, keep a couple gang bangers, throwin sets up
And they down to let it fly when shit get real
Why these niggas, niggas, niggas hatin, baby, let me know
All these niggas, niggas, niggas hatin, know they want whats more
More
All these niggas, niggas, hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin, hatin
Know they want whats more
Want whats more, baby, know they want whats more, more
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All year, blood, its poppin over here
All year, cuz, its crackin over here
All year, up at midnight, countin every dollar
Every dollar, every dollar and we countin
Aw, we gon get it poppin in the set
Aw, drop it down and break your neck
Yeah, out in Third Ward, right there by the Frenchies
Every summer, I finesse it for a check
Aw, if you real, you know the deal
Aw, they know Im the one thats really trill
They know Im the one that pay the bill |
Little vodka and some juice
Yeah
Yup, yup, yup
Okay, alright
Its time, right now
Go live
Little vodka an some juice
Anything keep me loose
Bitch you outta pocket, pocket rocket poppin
Pop it at your noggin, like you keep it comin
Stop it, stay on topic, shoppin in the tropics
Drop the check deposit, youngin, hide your target
Sunday to Sunday, Im doublin my profit
Hold the fuckin phone, did this on my own
Hit the bitch Im gone, gotta keep it movin goin way up
Mix the juice and the vodka, lets get it
Cranberry Bentley, push it to the limit, through the ceiling
Catch up wit me bitch, I’m on a million
Know I rock the Presidential when I show out on a mission
Ima take it up a notch, I got a motherfuckin feelin
Yeah, London gon make a killin
Dippin through the city in a lo-lo
I be with my dog, call him Toto
Please, no fucking photos
Nigga, win or lose, Ima do the best yeah
Pickin through these bitches leave the rest yeah
Okay, alright
Its time, right now
Go live
Little vodka an some juice
Anything keep me loose
Bank, bank account load it up with zero
Poppin Percocets in the Matrix feelin like Neo
40-loaded chopper, I can shoot you through the peephole
Never goin outside, beefin by the P.O
Got the baddest bitch around with me, I dont need to see hoe
Twenty-thousand a month, my new crib aint got a keyhole
Tryna stuff my pockets with them chips like Doritos
I just want the cheese like Cheeto
Catch me up in traffic, my whip is immaculate
I wish a nigga might try me, I promise Im packin it
I Randy Moss all of my bitches, I’m throwin’ and catchin’ it
Magic City Monday, I be throwin the cabbage, bitch Im havin it
Racin through the city, fuck the speed limit
Everybody pointin like, Who that? That was me in it
Back to back to back to back, sittin on 21 like a savage
Be in the club, see me and Travis
Okay, alright
Its time, right now
Go live
Bit of vodka an some juice
Everything keep me loose |
Wassup, world?
Yeah, you!
Im Travis Scott,
This my McDonalds order
Follow me
Heres my Quarter Pounder
With lettuce, pickles, onions,
Ketchup, mustard, and bacon
Heres my fries
Sometimes I do this
Then I dip them in the BBQ sauce
Oh, yeah!
And my Sprite
Same order as back in Houston,
And you can try it, too
The Travis Scott meal
Just $6
Say Cactus Jack sent you |
Wheezy outta here
Yeah
Roadrunnin like we getting rowdy to the West
Fly Away thats just the bird up on my chest
Duckin shots from the feds cop the vest
Gs with me, me and my niggas on a quest
Im Outside, Outside with the Blues
Outside, with the HC niggas runnin shoots
Outside with the loot, outside with the goons
Outside with no frauds, all my niggas getting loose
All my niggas get the juice, FIll me up, yeah
.40 runs out my coupe, we got guns, yeah
Niggas sprayin take a prick up through your thumbs
We get wild, we get crazy, we get dumb, Yeah Yeah
We get wild, we get crazy, we get dumb, Yeah Yeah
She my Lois Lane, Im her Superman
Shes tryna go to Spain, Im wildin in Japan
She off the candy cane, Im stayin Super Sayan
She always go insane, when Im off with the gang
She my Lois Lane, Im her Superman
Shes tryna go to Spain, Im wildin in Japan
She off the candy cane, Im stayin Super Sayan
She always go insane, when Im off with the gang, yeah
She my Lois– Superman |
Look my killer in the eye
Russian roulette, blushin brunette
Tell me what she did it for, was it for everything and more?
Chain so long it touched the boy, your fate prolonged until Im bored
So much fun Im overboard, you see just how they did the kid
Got a tip, they took the masses up the ladder, aint that some shit?
Buy a pack and take a trip, travel late, we got the chips
Shit get gully and shit get ugly, but I know you not gon flip
Plenty of nights I seen you spaz
Took em on the road, they chased my ass
.32 humble, OJ half
I done ran blocks likе OJ did
Said you was down but I know you flip
You a backstabber like a OJ hit, yeah
Takе the knife out of my back
Look my killer in the eye |
Tracklist
Gucci Mane - Both ft. Drake
Made Man - Big Money ft. Offset
Tyga - Feel Me ft. Kanye West
Yo Gotti - Castro ft. 2 Chainz, Quavo, Big Sean & Kanye West
MadeinTYO & 24hrs - You
Weeknd - Sidewalks ft. Kendrick Lamar
Kid Cudi - Baptized In Fire ft. Travis Scott
Big Sean - Moves
Weeknd - Reminder
Future - Thats a Check ft. Rick Ross
Migos - Call Casting
Gucci Mane - Stutter
Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti - Section
YG - Trill ft. Lil Wayne
Kid Cudi - Frequency
Kid Cudi - By Design ft. Andre 3000
Rae Sremmurd - Do Yoga
Jeezy - Like That
Lil Wayne - Bring It Back
Apex Rich - Next
Drake - Wu-Tang Forever
The XX - Say Something Loving
Young Thug - Power
SOHN - Hard Liquor
Roy Woods - Instinct ft. MadeinTYO
DOM KENNEDY - California
Mr. Hudson - Supernova ft. Kanye West
Dougie F - Half
Young Thug & Travis Scott - .WAV Radio Freestyle
Birdman - Get your Shine on ft. Lil Wayne
Birdman & Lil Wayne - Stuntin Like My Daddy
Birdman - I Run This ft. Lil Wayne
Young Thug - Constantly Hating ft. Birdman
Lil Wayne - Im a Dboy ft. Birdman
Birdman - Neck of the Woods ft. Lil Wayne
Big Tymers - Still Fly
Big Tymers - Get Your Roll on
Big Tymers - #1 Stunna ft. Lil Wayne & Juvenile |
Tracklist
Gucci Mane - Drove U Crazy ft. Bryson Tiller
Meek Mill - Offended ft. Young Thug & 21 Savage
Travis Scott - lose
Migos - WOA
A$AP Mob - Runner ft. Lil Uzi Vert & A$AP Ant
2 Chainz - Good Drank ft. Quavo & Gucci Mane
Ty Dolla $ign - Hello
Rick Ross - Buy Back The Block ft. 2 Chainz & Gucci Mane
YFN Lucci - Key to The Streets ft. Quavo & Trouble
Dae Dae - Spent it
D.R.A.M. - Cash Machine
Jeezy - All There ft. Bankroll Fresh
Travis Scott - Swang ft. Rae Sremmurd
21 Savage & Metro Boomin - Mad High
Travis Scott - coordinate
The Weeknd - Party Monster
Big Sean - Bounce Back
Frank Ocean - Self Control
Future - Used To This ft. Drake
Jay Z - Renegade ft. Eminem
Kid Cudi - T.G.I.F. ft. King Chip
The Weeknd - I Feel It Coming
The Jacksons - This Place Hotel
A Tribe Called Quest - Find a way
A Tribe Called Quest - Whateva Will Be
Frank Ocean - Monks
Goldlink - Fall in love ft. Ciscero
Bruno Mars - 24K Magic
Tee Grizzley - First Day Out
Yung Lean - Yoshi City
Travis Scott - A-Team
KDA - Just Say ft. Tinashe
PARTYNEXTDOOR - Not Nice
Bon Iver - 33 “GOD”
Rae Sremmurd - By Chance
Meek Mill - Froze ft. Lil Uzi Vert & Nicki Minaj
Amine - Caroline
Gucci Mane - St. Brick Intro
Gucci Mane - 1st Day Out Tha Feds
Gucci Mane - Last Time - ft. Travis Scott
Gucci Mane - Nothin On Ya ft. Wiz Khalifa
Gucci Mane - Lemonade
Gucci Mane - Swing My Door
Gucci Mane - Heavy
Gucci Mane - I Move Chickens
Gucci Mane - Making Love To The Money
Gucci Mane - Stupid Wild ft. Camron & Lil Wayne
Gucci Mane - Intro: Fuck 12
Future - The Way It Go ft. Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane - Fuck The World ft. Future
Gucci Mane - Bricks ft. OJ Da Juiceman & Yo Gotti
Gucci Mane - Freaky Girl
Gucci Mane - I Dont Love Her ft. Rocko & Webbie
Gucci Mane - Photoshoot
Gucci Mane - Might Be
Gucci Mane - Wasted
Lil Wayne - Steady Mobbin ft. Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane - Icy ft. Jeezy
Gucci Mane - Haterade ft. Nicki Minaj & Pharrell
Gucci Mane - Traphouse 3 ft. Rick Ross
Young Thug - Again ft. Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane - I Think I Love Her
Cover Art: |
Like the way you do it, slower
Hit her, ran to it, wonder divin
Get up and man-move it, Im known to shake it
Carter, whole improvement, you better do it
Who the, who the truest?
You are, you are in the newest
You know you stayed up in the phone booth with
And now we gonna turn up the phone boothin, yeah
Down to get crazy, hand of a, hand of a sinner
Panorama, panorama, you know you lew it
You know you like it, I know Im in it
Known to bite it, youre known to jack it
We gon hit her first, then I merk
Independent alert
private in it
niggas even then, but then I doubt it
Your bodys burning up, oh yeah
Ooh, nah-nah-nah, yeah
Feel it up in the air
Pass the lighter, we can take it higher
Set the world on fire
Set the world on fire, ooh
Set the world on fire
Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah
Set the world on fire
Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah, ooh
Like the way you do it, slower
Hit her, ran to it, wonder divin
Get up and man-move it, Im known to shake it
Carter, whole improvement, you better do it
Who the, who the truest?
You are, you are in the newest
You know you stayed up in the phone booth with
And now we gonna turn up the phone boothin, yeah
Down to get crazy, hand of a, hand of a sinner
Panorama, panorama, you know you lew it
You know you like it, I know Im in it
Known to bite it, youre known to jack it
We gon hit her first, then I merk
Independent alert
private in it
niggas even then, but then I doubt it
Your bodys burning up, oh yeah
Ooh, nah-nah-nah, yeah
Feel it up in the air
Pass the lighter, we can take it higher
Set the world on fire
Set the world on fire, ooh
Set the world on fire
Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah
Set the world on fire
Set the world on fire, ooh, yeah, ooh |
Yo, Chase B
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Just tell me tell me to my face
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
2020, Im on my
You were so bad, I couldnt help it, I couldnt help myself
I wouldnt be mad when its all over, I did my best
Hello , Im calling from out of this world
I know you bitter, Im talkin to other girls
Im waiting, still waiting
Patiently, Im waiting
Waiting, Im waiting
Already know lil shawty got it
The way she bend it over on the sofa, body-body
I had two twenty five, I spent that shit right out my pocket
And pulled up to that lot and told the dealer, I gotta cop it
You think you going big-on-big-on-big, you need to stop it
You went and dropped your shit, it didnt hit, you went and flopped it
I got all my hoes from way back then, they give the sloppy
I done went too cold, Im in these streets, Im out my body
Im gettin deep in it , you was on my Christmas list
Oh damn, I met you, I wont regret you, but Im like, Who is this?
She got them talking about them things, Im like youre ludicrous
You gotta calm down right now, you know I do this shit
I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring
And Im like, Who is this, Im on some Houston shit
I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring
And Im like, Who is this, and Im like Who is this, Who?
When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti
The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti
The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
Steppin out pressin
Baby, youre a blessing
In the bed, we wrestling
We sending a message
This is black excellence
Tryna build us a residence
Hundred racks in my bag, get your bed and its low
No couches, let me know
Lets go, Ill stretch the bowl
Ass on swole, she get a purse, yeah, she working her moves
Big Huncho, baguettes come first, and then we can do two
Top down, chopping off coupes , she warm and wet like soup
Jump off the top of the roof , cause Im falling in love with you
I bet I hear ring, ring , I bet I hear ring, ring
And Im like, Who is this, , Im on that Nawf side shit
I bet I hear ring, ring, I bet I hear ring, ring
Just call me again, my baby
2020, Im on my way
I told you we would be okay
Okay? Okay
I bet it ring, ring
I bet it ring, ring |
No monogamy, ménage with me
Pornography surrounding me
You get high with me, you come down with me
Thats all I need in my fantasy
All these flashing lights
Give you some of me, you want all of me
And get high with me and come down with me
Yeah, thats all I need in my fantasy
You remind me of my ex, crazy love
We designed our love around the drugs
We both in this club, we both tryna fuck
Ima rub a dub, tryna get a nut
No monogamy, ménage with me
Pornography surrounding me
You get high with me, you come down with me
Thats all I need in my fantasy
All these flashing lights blinding me
Give you some of me, you want all of me
And get high with me and come down with me
Yeah, thats all I need in my fantasy |
All you cool people better leave now
Cause its about to happen
Friday night and Im ridin solo
When I touch down, keep it on the low-low
I dont mess with your energy , no photos
So antisocial, but I dont care
Dont give a damn, Im gonna smoke here
Got a bottle in my hand, bring more though
Got my hat low, dont talk to me
Ive been down, give me some space
You dont know whats in my brain
Music loud, easin my pain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
On something, on something
On something, I wanna riot
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
On something, on something
On something, I wanna riot
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah
I need room, I need room
Where you standin way too close
You might catch fumes, might catch fumes
When I zoom , when I zoom
Pass out, wake up by myself right past noon
Right past noon, then Im doomed
Occupied by movin dolla
Hennessys drownin all of my issues
Right before I leave, she give me more than just a miss you
That thing got more back, just like my engine, I can hit it
Seen a vision in the boy, then we committed
Ive been lost out inner space
You left me right in my place
I put you down on my name
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
On something, on something
On something, I wanna riot
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
On something, on something
On something, I wanna riot
Dont touch me, dont touch me
Dont touch me, I came to vibe, yeah
Wont let nothing come in between me and the night, yeah
Dont touch me, yeah
I need, I need, I need, I need
I need, I need, I need, I need room
I need, I need, I need room, I-I-I-I need
Dont give a damn, dont give a damn, Im gonna smoke here
I need, I need, I need room, I-I-I-I need
So antisocial, but I dont care
I need, I need, I need room, I-I-I-I need
So antisocial
Ahh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, woah
Yeah, ooh, woah |
The party never ends
In a motel laying with her friends
Im tryna get revenge
Youll be all out of love in the end
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot aint no flight plans
Cant believe whatever Im seeing
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
The party never ends
In a motel laying with my sins, yeah
Im tryna get revenge
Youll be all out of love in the end
Bicentennial man, put the city on slam
She get trippy off Xans, lost 21 grams
And she did it on cam, wasnt no video dance
Make my own rules, I really dont pick, I just choose
I dont set picks, I just shoot
Chop and get screwed
I told her its B.Y.O.B., that mean buy your own boobs
Put it on God, He the one who put me on top
Cant be put in a box, gotta move on the opps
Never got the move on the drop
Niggas tryna move on the Scott
And move that deep, tryna run down, shits steep
Gotta act a fool with the squad
Next city, no sleep, back to the 713
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot aint no flight plans
Cant believe whatever Im seeing
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Heartbreak hotel
Bet you cant take no Ls
Plug like AOL
Who say that I aint gon sell?
Hand me the H, Ill sell
She said I got a nigga
I said I aint gon tell
Buy it by the pound so it aint no scale
Im sick of the drank
The flippin of paint
Grippin the grain
Whipping the tank
My niggas gon flame
Bitch, Im with gang
Got your bitch on the plane
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot aint no flight plans
Cant believe whatever Im seeing
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
The party never ends |
yawa thgin eht esahc
Ot ydaer nitteg eruoy wonk I
Ecnad annaw uoy wonk I ,evom annaw uoy wonk I
Doom eht ni enola emoh eruoy nehw
I try it if it feels right
This feels nice
Ive been down and lost for days
Glad I found you on the way
When the days get brighter, the night gets nighter
I always feel this way
Through the hills
I hear you callin, miles and miles away
yawa thgin eht esahc
Ot ydaer nitteg eruoy wonk I
Ecnad annaw uoy wonk I ,evom annaw uoy wonk I
Doom eht ni enola emoh eruoy nehw
We up all night, from dawn to dusk, its always poppin
I fell in love, fell outta love, we both had options, uh
I played the drums, she rolled the drugs
I runnin up, she rollin up
Nah, we never did before, uh
They never said we anything, they never joke, when I didnt know
Rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin stones
All in all, I want my overdose
Runnin up an M, she come right back, I throw it back
It made me feel low
I try it if it feels right
This feels nice
Ive been down and lost for days
Glad I found you on the way
When the days get brighter, the night gets nighter
I always feel this way
Through the hills
I hear you callin, miles and miles away
Shit, Ill try it if it feels nice
Shit, Ill try it if it feels nice
Shit, this kinda feels nice
I been down and lost for days
Miles and miles away
When youre home alone in the mood
I know you wanna move, I know you wanna dance
I know you gettin ready to
Take the night away
When youre home alone in the mood
I know you wanna move, I know you wanna dance
I know youre gettin ready to
Take the night away
Oh, holy, you let me go |
Lyrics from Snippet
Sonic
I dont know why I keep sinnin, I do it without love
Im just tryna find a baby
All these drugs inside my system, I dont know about love
I dont know the feelin, baby
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
I just take it day by day
Drivin slow, I dont know where Im goin
Im just tryna get home to my baby
You dont know about the feeling of havin nobody
How you a shooter in your section and aint got nobody?
When I was broke my main bitch left me for some Fendi
Once I got rich, she screamin Roddy, please forgive me
All this pain inside my body, I lock myself inside the room
But I aint cryin, I cant cry about it
If I ever said a bitch aint made my heart cold
Nigga, Id be lyin, but I cant lie about it
And you know winner, thats my slime, thats my slime
Ima die about it
Tryna get ready to go get the Rollie, when you buss it down, you holdin down the town
Inside the |
If you drinkin, pour it up
If you smokin, light it up
In the H we get it shawty
Yeah thats my type, yeah thats my type
Oh, its so amazin
Good god that ass is gracious
Feel like Im on top of the whole world
Goddammit, its amazin
Plottin how we gon do it, we shot
We pull up to my-
Pull up to Vegas and strip
And still man of the month
Yeah, theres so much in the jet
We can go straight to moon like
We can disappear from this world like
Another sip and Im gone like
Baby, its easy come and follow me to paradise
So come and follow me to paradise
If you drinking pour it up
If you smoking light it up
In the H we get it shawty
Yeah thats my type
Yeah thats my type
We can go straight to moon like
We can disappear from this world like
Another sip and Im gone like
Baby, its easy come and follow me to paradise
So come and follow me to paradise
If you drinking pour it up
If you smoking light it up
In the H we get it shawty
Yeah thats my type
Yeah thats my type
If you drinking pour it up
If you smoking light it up
In the H we get it shawty
Yeah thats my type
Yeah thats my type |
Lyrics from Snippets
She said Yo wheres the safe
Glocks and handles
Glocks and Cougars
Got guns now you tucked
Packin that juicer
Lawyers and shooters
All that
Were just ahead of the game
And they dont stop editin
Know wheres the safe
Glocks and handles
Glocks and Cougars
Got guns now you tucked
Packin that juicer
Lawyers and shooters
All that
To save your way
Were just ahead of the game
And they dont stop |
Are you ready |
Last night turned into this mornin
Woke up and still had it zoomin
Goin all night, goin all night
Goin all night, goin all night
Goin all night, goin all night
Goin all night
Okay Remy on my throat
Tonight Im bout to catch a case
I got pre-rows in my spot
All your OGs know my way
Ahh your dash and my shit loud
Tell me what we bout to do?
Only here for one more night
So Imma drink enough for two
Okay, we can go all night, what?
Okay, we can go all night, what?
All night, all night, all night
Now we can go all night
All night, all night, all night
Okay, we can go all night, all night
Mix the Dusse with the Ace
We switchin up the pace
We gone get that change
Thats mando day to day
Order up more hoes and ice
I smoked my last of the night
Tell the hoes to bring that dank
Now we right back in the game
Bout to do the job
Movin up the interstate
She doin Vegas after hours
She just wanna stay up late
Ive been goin for a week, Ive been at it all day
I can never get no sleep,
I can never get no sleep, Ive been at it all day
Ive been goin for a week,
Ive been goin for a week, Ive been at it all day
I can never get no sleep,
I can never get no sleep, Ive been at it all day
Ive been goin for a week, all night |
Party 101 , party 101
Dont you bring that gun
Party 101, party 101
Party 101
Okay, Im cruising down the 101, Im headed to the valley
Temperature out, 101, a hot ass day in Cali
Hit-Boy hit me up and said, playboy let’s throw a party
I hit up the squad and I said, let’s get it started
Had Caz call the chef, have her cook up while it’s zoomin
I’mma send that group text, Willie get it boomin
Couple girls called mad, said they coming by theyself
Mad at me, cause they done got invited by somebody else
Gotta get that function orchestrated, just called in that liquor
On a truck, for your system, to get wasted with your sister
Y’all aint sisters, stop playin, Im lifted, Im just sayin
All them niggas know that its models
So they aint gettin in without bottles, zoom
This is how you throw a party
This is how you
This is how you, this
This is how you throw a party
This is how, how you throw a party
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
Zoom
I wake up wired, thank the sire then pick my attire
Roll up some fire, send a flyer only to the fires
Help me clear out all these couches
Go and warn all the neighbors
Get the strap so they know we bout it
Go and warn all the haters
Tell them dont try tonight
Cause we tryna keep the environment right
She want me to come upstairs and beat it up
It just might be a riot tonight
Cause baby came with her bestie
Off Molly, they wanna molest me
Another pack just texted me
Plus my ex tryna impress me, damn
And the party packing fast
I’m giving out daps and dabs
Cats dropping cuts from the nineties
Thrashed, in the cut where you can find me
Girl Scout in my ashtray
All the pretty bitches shake it
Tight jeans, high waisted
Got the room saying
This is how you throw a party
This is how you
This is how you, this
This is how you throw a party
This is how, how you throw a party
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
Zoom
Party 101, dont you bring that gun less you bout to do somethin
Damn Im way too drunk, just have a little fun
Ima make her cum, Ima rum-bum-bum-bum
On her tummy-tum-tum, gimme some, yeah
I need more drugs, need more funds
Yeah step up in this bitch make em run, make em run
Only trill ones, Im the only one
Party 101, party 101
Party 101, party 101
Party 101, party 101
Party 101, party 101
Party 101, party 101
Party 101, party 101
Party 101, party 101
Party 101, party 101
This is how you throw a party
This is how you
This is how you, this
This is how you throw a party
This is how, how you throw a party
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
So give me some damn room and turn up the volume
Zoom
Throw a party, party, party, party
Throw a party, party, party, party
Throw a party, playboy lets throw a party
Throw a party, playboy lets throw a party
From all in the H Town, on the way down
This is how you throw a party
Who tryna party? Throwing molly, going naughty
Who tryna party? Spilling liquor on her body
My kind of party
My kind of party |
All around the world and we racin
Woo, been racin now we lit bruh |
Lyrics from Snippet
Pop up on me, yeah, pop up on me, pop up on me
Pop up on me, yeah, dont be late |
!
100 bottles but I might need some more
Shot after shot, but I might need some more
Spendin money, guala, might spend some more
Lets be honest, I just might make a switch
100 bottles but I might need some more
Shot after shot, but I might need some more
Spendin money, guala, might spend some more
Lets be honest, I just might make a switch
Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it
Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it
Straight up!
Ima hit it like Im Babe Ruth
Put your hand on your ankles
Ima hit it on the dance floor
Let em see how I thank you
I know you a church girl
But you aint no saint, boo
She eat the paint like Van Gogh, now girl
Girl, let me hit it
Your bodys so Gucci
I beat that pussy blue
Now its crippin like its
Your pussy got me peeling
I be peeling like Im kooky
Stick it in every hole
Im the binder to your looseleaf
The binder to your looseleaf
She give head like she got no teeth
That girl fuck me good
I aint tryna fuck her homies
I be lyin, Im a young Ginuwine
Ima hit it from the back, gonna break her spine
Gon ride it like a pony, Ima bust it like a nine
Ima kill the coochie, let her
Let me hit it, Ima hit it
Ima hit that pussy all night, all night
100 bottles but I might need some more
Shot after shot, but I might need some more
Spendin money, guala, might spend some more
Lets be honest, I just might make a switch
Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it
Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it
Ima hit that pussy like a dog
Sippin on the Henny got me gone
Sippin on the Henny got the feelin strong
Put your mouth on it, girl, smoke it like a bong
Young daddy long
Hit it like Jackie Chan, rumbling around
Pussys like Pakistan, girl you the bomb
Shouldve knew I was packin, that dingaling on your lung
In the Cadillac, headed to your moms
You started to
Claim you aint want it, girl, but I got you in the zone
I think you was frontin, stuntin, but girl you want it all
Oh, I want it all from you
Ima hit it so goddamn rude, Ima hit it so good
Oh, oh
Let me hit it
Let me hit it
I want it all from you
Let me hit it
Ima hit it so goddamn rude
Let me hit it
Ima hit it so good
Let me hit it, let me hit it, let me hit it
La Flame!
Let me hit it |
Yeah
Hey, hey
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried bout those comments
Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When youre not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
7-1-3
To the 2-8-1, yeah, Im ridin, whyre they on me?
Whyre they on me? Im flyin, sippin low-key
Im sippin low-key in Onyx, rider, rider
When Im pullin up right beside ya
Pop star, lil Mariah
When I text a cute game, wildness
Throw a stack on the Bible
Never Snapchat or took molly
She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah
We at the top floor there, right off Doheny, yeah
Oh no, I cant fuck with yall
Yeah, when Im with my squad I cannot do no wrong
Yeah, saucin in the city, dont get misinformed
Yeah, they gon pull up on you
Yeah, we gon do some things, some things you cant relate
Yeah, cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay
Oh, you cant go, oh, I dont know
Oh, back the fuck up off me
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried bout those comments
Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When youre not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, ah
I wanna press my like, yeah, I wanna press my
I want a green light, I wanna be like
I wanna press my line, yeah
I wanna take that ride, yeah
Im gonna press my line
I want a green light, I wanna be like, I wanna press my
Mama, dear, spare your feelings
Im relivin moments, peeling more residual
I can buy the building, burn the building
Take your bitch, rebuild the building just to fuck some more
I can justify my love for you
And touch the sky for God to stop, debating war
Put the pussy on a pedestal
Put the pussy on a high horse
That pussy to die for
That pussy to die for
Peter Piper picked a pepper so I could pick your brain and put your heart together
We depart the shady parts and party hard
The diamonds yours, the coupe forever
My best shots might shoot forever like
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried bout those comments
Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When youre not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time
Yeah
Hey, hey |
Seem like the life I fiend
Seem like the life I fiends a little distant, yeah
Seems like the life I need‚ uh
Seems like the life I needs a little distant‚ yeah
Light the remedy‚ yeah
Sit back while I ride the beat, do it on repeat, repeat‚ yeah
Ridin over me, yeah
Angels, halos over me‚ I been blessin all my Gs
All my Gs, yeah
Wildin on me and all my Gs, we been on it for a beat
Poppin for a beat, yeah
Hand out, I cant even reach, I cant even get that deep
Told you I dont teach, yeah
Practice, ho, no, never preach
Practice, ho, no, never preach, yeah
Seem like the life I fiend
Seem like the life I fiends a little distant, yeah
Seems like the life I need, uh
Seems like the life I needs a little distant, yeah
Light the remedy, yeah
Sit back while I ride the beat, do it on repeat, repeat, yeah
Ridin over me, yeah
Angels, halos over me, I been blessin all my Gs
All my Gs, yeah
Wildin on me and all my Gs, we been on it for a beat
Poppin for a beat, yeah
Hand out, I cant even reach, I cant even get that deep
Told you I dont teach, yeah
Practice, ho, no, never preach
Practice, ho, no, never preach, yeah
Seem like the life I fiend
Seem like the life I fiends a little distant, yeah
Seems like the life I need, uh
Seems like the life I needs a little distant, yeah
Light the remedy, yeah
Sit back while I ride the beat, do it on repeat, repeat, yeah
Ridin over me, yeah
Angels, halos over me, I been blessin all my Gs
All my Gs, yeah
Wildin on me and all my Gs, we been on it for a beat
Poppin for a beat, yeah
Hand out, I cant even reach, I cant even get that deep
Told you I dont teach, yeah
Practice, ho, no, never preach
Practice, ho, no, never preach, yeah |
You can crawl in my bed tonight
Long as you call ahead of time
I know youre mine
Just need the time
I don’t bite
You like the, like the lovers
You can call me whenever
I bought em all if they let us
Come and ball with a nigga
We put that vibe in each other
I send you flowers forever
We can fly to wherever
I get the pilot together
You wanna tiptoe, move in silence
Movin through your town and the violence
Put a purple rain in, it sends you climbin’
Just to tastell make everything vibrant
Wanna look out for the sirens and the tyrants
Cause everythings a little too quiet
Somethings bout to pop up out of hidin
I can see the darkness in your eyelids
Movin through the clouds like I’m lightnin’
Bout to pop up on these niggas, make it frightenin’
Why you outside, are you not in?
Cause I built a movie scene and a drive-in
Can I see that ass with a wide lens?
Cause when we gettin drunk, we gettin’ violent
I know I hit your friend cause Im triflin
But you still with me so I win, yeah |
Yeah, come see where I lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Where I lay up, I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Yeah
Yeah, come see where I lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Come see where I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Come see where I lay up
When I lay up, need three of them when I lay up
Juggle my balls in a lay up
Way back in the back I’ve been laid up
Flights been direct not a layover
Lately I’ve been wanting to take a stewardess in the back
Bang, pow her, onomatopoeia
That double cheesey got ate up
Niggas counting and the day up
Did two months in the dirt, six double takers
Had to put work, double work for the pay up
That was easy now we laid up
Won’t stop until we get Ghost
They got a star, for err night that we stayed up
Yeah, come see where I lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Come see where I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Come see where I lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up, lay up
Yeah, come see where I lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Come see where I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
I lay up, I lay up
Lay up, lay up
Lay up, lay up
Palm trees where I lay up
Come see where I lay up
Laid up
Straight up
Laid up
Straight up |
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One more ride
One more race
We go all out
We dont play
One more ride, one more race
We dont slow down, aint no brakes
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
It dont matter what we face
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
Im the master of my fate
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Yah, I gotta go now
Takin off and Im ridin on the road now
Hit the gas, no brakes, gotta go now
Put my life on the line, yeah, its on me
Blood rushin through my veins, no IV
Ride, switchin lanes, you cant stop me
You can smell the propane when you pass me
Ride for the gang because Im the chief
Helicopter hoverin, its high speed
Chase, drive, straight
Imma, race, to the, cake
Flame, on it, no chain, on me
All of, us, became, homies
One more ride
One more race
We go all out
We dont play
One more ride, one more race
We dont slow down, aint no brakes
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
It dont matter what we face
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
Im the master of my fate
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Yah, I gotta go now
Nine-nine, nine-nine
Youre rockin with the ether child in overdrive
Yeah, yeah, I-5 to I-9
We go all niiiiiight, yeah
Double 0 speed, double 0 Chevy
I hit the fourth gear, hope I dont drift
Souped up cars all around me
Hot-boxin at a high speed
One lane drivin
Bad thing side me
One more time on the road
One more time fore we go
One more ride
One more race
We go all out
We dont play
One more ride, one more race
We dont slow down, aint no brakes
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
It dont matter what we face
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
Im the master of my fate
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Yah, I gotta go now
Gotta go now
Gotta go, swervin in my whip cant slow down
Drivin fancy cars, boy, Im on the road now
Automatic start, my Vic take a code now
Yuh, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar
Why you pay so much for yo Nissan? Because its GTR
First, I shift it, click it, burnin rubber like Im movin dark
Drive at night, I chop my top so I can relate to the stars
Yeah, relate to the stars
Imma race you for a pink slip
I got nitrous in my car so tell me what you thinkin
My adrenaline start pumpin so I been stopped blinkin
One more ride
One more race
We go all out
We dont play
One more ride, one more race
We dont slow down, aint no brakes
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
It dont matter what we face
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Yah, I gotta go now
Ride in a Coupé, Im all alone now
In the fast lane, I can not slow down
I gotta watch my back when I go out
Cause the people that had my back a bunch of sellouts
If they jail me up right now, bet Ill bail out
Me and 12 engines in the rear now
Always doubted me, but tell em that we here now
No negativity, focused on my career now
No, I will never back down
Race game Im Dwayne with the smack down
He can go pound for pound better ask how
One more ride
One more race
We go all out
We dont play
One more ride, one more race
We dont slow down, aint no brakes
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
It dont matter what we face
Imma go off
Imma ride tonight
Im the master of my fate
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Imma go off
Yah, I gotta go now |
Lyrics from Snippets
Yo, Chase B
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Just tell me tell me to my face
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
2020, Im on my
You were so bad, I couldnt help it, I couldnt help myself
I wouldnt be mad when its all over, I did my best
Hello , Im calling from out of this world
I know you bitter, Im talkin to other girls
Im waiting, still waiting
Patiently, Im waiting
Waiting, Im waiting
But you already know lil shawty got it
The way she bend it over on the sofa, body-body
I had two twenty five, I spent that shit right out my pocket
And pulled up to that lot and told the dealer, I gotta cop it
You think you going big-on-big-on-big, you need to stop it
You went and dropped your shit, it didnt hit, you went and flopped it
I got all my hoes from way back then, they give the sloppy
I done went too cold, Im in these streets, Im out my body
Im gettin deep in it , you was on my Christmas list
Oh damn, I met you, I wont regret you, but Im like, Who is this?
She got them talking about them things, Im like youre ludicrous
You gotta calm down right now, you know I do this shit
I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring
And Im like, Who is this, Im on some Houston shit
I bet it ring, ring, I bet it ring, ring
And Im like, Who is this, and Im like Who is this, Who?
When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti
The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
When Im sitting on the couch smoking biscotti
The way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
Steppin out pressin
Baby, youre a blessing
In the bed, we wrestling
We sending a message
This is black excellence
Tryna build us a residence
Hundred racks in my bag, get your bed and its low
No couches, let me know
Lets go, Ill stretch the bowl
Ass on swole, she get a purse, yeah, she working her moves
Big Huncho, baguettes come first, and then we can do two |
Tracklist:
Travis Scott - the ends
Travis Scott - way back
Travis Scott - coordinate
Travis Scott - through the late night
Travis Scott - sdp interlude
Travis Scott - sweet sweet
Travis Scott - outside
Travis Scott - goosebumps
Travis Scott - first take
Travis Scott - pick up the phone
Travis Scott - lose
Travis Scott - guidance
Travis Scott - wonderful
Dr. Dre - Fuck You
2Pac - Ambitionz Az a Ridah
6LACK - PRBLMS
Khalid - Location
21 Savage & Metro Boomin - Savage Mode
PND - Not Nice
Leikeli 47 - Fuck the Summer Up
Desiigner - Tiimmy Turner
Plane Jaymes - Water Wet
Majid Jordan - Her |
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Woke up outside of town a little bit lost
Little bit of Jack and the Yak caught in my mouth
Never knew my shadow would leave me out
I guess it was no will, no way, and no how
Burn that tree and burn it fast
Hopped in the DB9 and scurried off fast
The devils a liar, we all know that
I guess it’s no way in or way out
I’m getting to the money
Just got back from Mexico
Swear to God we eatin bruh
Copped that lean from the Texaco
I’m getting to the money
Trapping out in Mexico
Fucked my first stripper bruh
She sip that lean from the Texaco
Yeah, posted up in this pickup
New plug, hope I don’t get fucked
I know if I feel something ain’t going right
Everyone around here finna get stuck up
I’m ‘bouta bounce and I know it so I can’t trip
Full clip, one in the chamber, can’t slip
Kidnap, I ain’t with that
I made it to this bitch, I want neck
Juan got the plug at the Texaco
I’m in the back getting drink from my Mexican ho
Lord knows if I get these drugs back to Texas
I’ma put the drank man under pressure, ho
In the game with the work, I was set to score
Any brick I get I’ma strech for more
Took off in the valley, off next to blow
On the phone with the connect tryna check for dope
Any means I’ma get this dough
It don’t matter what it is, it gotta go
Fast living, don’t nothing come slow
Come show, we’ll be in front of your door
I’m getting to the money
Just got back from Mexico
Swear to God we eatin bruh
Copped that lean from the Texaco
I’m getting to the money
Trapping out in Mexico
Fucked my first stripper bruh
She sip that lean from the Texaco |
Tracklist:
Migos - Bad and Boujee ft. Lil Uzi Vert
Gucci Mane - Last Time ft. Travis Scott
Rae Sremmurd - Came A Long Way
Young Thug - Wyclef Jean
Travis Scott - Sweet Sweet
DJ Khaled - Nas Album Done
MadeinTyo - Skateboard P
Rick Ross - No U Turns
Justice - Randy
Frank Ocean - Nights
James Blake - Put That Away and Talk to Me
Young Thug - Floyd Mayweather ft. Gucci Mane & Travis Scott
Erykah Badu - Phone Down
Schoolboy Q - Neva CHange
Francis and the Lights - See Her Out
Ty Dolla $ign - 3 Wayz ft. Travis Scott
Kanye West - Christian Dior Denim Flow ft. Kid Cudi, Pusha T, Lloyd Banks, Ryan Leslie, John Legend
Kanye West - Welcome to Heartbreak ft. Kid Cudi
Kid Cudi - Make Her Say ft. Kanye West & Common
Kid Cudi - Erase Me ft. Kanye West
Kanye West - Gorgeous ft. Kid Cudi & Raekwon
Kanye West- The Morning ft. Kid Cudi, Raekwon, DBanj, CyHi The Prynce, 2 Chainz, Common & Pusha T
Kanye West - GOOD Friday ft. Charlie Wilson, Big Sean, Pusha T, Kid Cudi & Common
T.I. - Welcome To The World ft. Kanye West & Kid Cudi
Kanye West - Father Stretch My Hands ft. Kid Cudi
Travis Scott - Goosebumps ft. Kendrick Lamar |
Yeah
Cut the lights down low
Here comes this walking cloud of smoke
Why is he not never broke?
What is this, huh, some kind of joke?
This bag of weed will smoke out six states
Im King Chip, nigga, ask yo bitch how my dick tastes
Im in these streets touring with a pound of trees
Smokers always surrounding me
Now these bitches houndin me, wanna go outta town with me
Told this girl I only fuck two dimes at one time
So she came back with a 9.5, I said fine
Fuck it, close enough, open up, let me plug up your socket
Keep some weed in my pocket in case you get out of pocket
Uh, we chilling by the pool and bitches wanna get higher
Told her my name was Chip and she told me I was a liar
Im hot, bitch, Im on fire, she dont even think Im me
And I really do this shit, how the fuck you think I eat?
Its you and your girlfriend?
Cool, its just me and Travis Scott
We just need some head we dont ask a lot, haha
Twenty drunk bitches around me
Toastin up, this cant be life
All these bitches around me
Fresh as fuck, this every night
Mumbling |
Yo... Chess!
Uhhh sound of waking up
Yo Chess!
Chess, wake up nigga!
Yo, we gotta hit the Pit!
still waking up
Yea man just rolled up
Right in the morning, ha
Yo, meet me at the Pit Stop in 15 minutes
waking up Alright Pit Stop 15 ...
Wake up!
Yo you hear me?
Yea I hear you
Whatd I say?
Meet you at the Pit Stop in 15 minutes...
Scoop my homies up to hit the Pit Stop
Bad bitch with a wristwatch
BBSs sit on this drop
Cold killer, Mike n Ike thriller
Just woke up, on the way to Travis
Scooped him in the Benz, treat it like a Caddy
Big gold watch like Im somebodys daddy
If I was I spank butt and have two bad nannies
Ha, I aint cleaning that shit up dude
Chess scooped me up, just clocked out we can roll
Gotta pick these girlies up, make that left right at the store
We gon blow to the crib gotta scoop my 94s
Gotta pick some homies up, these bitches came too throwed!
Im slonky, but we should keep that on the low
Im tripping with these pad and leathers on my tippie-toes
Vacate on the weekends, perform a couple shows
These girls skinny dipping dude jumping out they clothes
Thats dope, gold BBSs like the Pope
AMG gold plates, tint the windows just to smoke
all through different states and we never leaving broke
OG, OG, OG, them OGs got me stoked
No binge drinking, all my homies love to smoke
No zigs no guts, just tits and butts
Shes a jumper and my homie got the Iverson cut
Number 727 lets hit the dojo
Jimmy got bud got it going for a dub
Still kinda faded from the old smoke
A little bub, Tony scooped it from the club
And I aint even hit that bitch
And we aint even smash that chick
Gotta lotta Jordans dont touch my shit
Dreams of helicopters all in my crib
With yo bitch begging to let her suck my dick
Real shit this is how we live
Dope music gold chains thats bullshit
I want a whole gang of Benjamin Franklains
So I scoop my homies up we hit the Pit Stop
Two times, two times!
Who told you to step on my sneakers?
Who told you to walk on my side of the block?
Who told you to be in my neighborhood?
I own this brownstone!
Who told you to buy a brownstone on my block in my neighborhood on my side of the street?! |
Lyrics from Snippets
Yeah
It aint up to you no more
Gods Country, this is war
Hold up son I make the storm
Roll the dice I make it four
It aint up to you no more
Gods Country, this is war
We was quiet when he rose
Now Im talkin to the boss
Ima talk to you
Waking up, I see the light
I been up, initial right
See they leaping up my legion
I teared it up and its alright
Every time I got it all
Tearing up and watch em fall... |
She love me, she love me
You say that you love me
And if you really love me, than go get my money
Less you heard me, you dont know truth
Rappers played out like phoneboothes
You couldnt fill my old shoes
Vexed cause you flexin with my ex but she old news
Girl what you really on
Let me know if you fucking with the Philly don
Flexing hard, aint the one to act silly, huh?
Mami ride me like a bench, get your willy on
Say what? girl what you really on
Let me know if you fucking with the Philly don
Flexing hard, aint the one to act silly, huh?
Mami ride me like a bench, get your willy on
Say word
Money, my money, she all bout my money
Soon as I get it, she beggin it from me
Beg me, she beg me the way that she fuck me
Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up
Money dont grow on trees
When your ratchet ass ask say please
How come every time you want me I sneeze
Think you last man might have had fleas-hold up
I the plans, well love is contagious
I give em the dick, they start acting outrageous
Then after mention the crib that I stay in
Its comfy and so is the bed that I-hold up
Like the offseason girl, I am not playin
My chick independent so I am not payin
She undressed and ask me where am I staying?
You smell like a marlin, I am not a Wayan
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
You say that you love me, than go get my money
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
You say that you love me, than go get my money
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me
She love me, she love me
Damn how could she not, yeah
Menage on the dot, yeah
I feed her the knots, yeah
I feed her them rocks,
Hold up its a marathon
Where the fuck my medicine
We the only ones thats trill aint we?
We the only thing they feel aint it?
Yeah, now its on
Hardwood floors, marble doors, high , carnivals
Mobbin space, in a race, we animals, in Hollywood
We way too gone
She love me, she love me
You think that she dont?
Might wife that lil baby
Dont think that I wont
Ay tell her girl I aint your last man
Throw that shitty attitude in the trash can
Girl I aint in the mood for your shitty attitude
Girl got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman, ooh
Got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman
Girl you got too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman
Told her I aint in the mood for your shitty attitude
Girl you have too much mouth, Mrs. Pacman, ooh
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
You say that you love me, than go get my money
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
You say that you love me, than go get my money
She love me, she love me, hey
She love me, she love me
Thats why she go hard whenever she fuck me |
Lyrics from Snippet
Me and Thugger gon come right through
We lookin like
baby cant
Sippin that cacti then we gon pass out like this is
I keep it |
Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
Mix up the hooch
No, this not Goose, this the hooch
Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah
Feelin kinda loose off the hooch
Yeah, loose off the hooch
Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch
Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah
Fly done changed
All in the mall, I aint got no brain
Doin shit together we cant do again
Brooklyn with the combo, Ill put in pain
Ooh, Im back for another one
Ooh, I like the way you wind it
Ooh, I hate when were distant
Ooh, she want a Michael, she dont do Jermaines
Prince with the hundreds, yeah, purple rain
Roll me up a Backwood, I cant do no planes
When I take a sip, I swear I know myself
I can teach your ass the combo, dont tell nobody else
Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
Yeah, mix up the hooch
No, this not Goose, this the hooch
Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah
Feelin kinda loose off the hooch
Yeah , loose off the hooch
Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch
Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah
Clark Gable
At the crib, the crap tables
I been going day bu
At the party I got jiggas, I got winnebago
I cant hardly, I can hardly, I cant never stable
Yeah, off the hooch juice, ooh
Off the hooch juice, ooh
Nothin brand new I swear a thing departed
Had to get it started for me all my new garages
Yeah, Im in there baby, baby, Ive been driving nauseous
Stack the commas, feeling nauseous off that barbie
Chillin in the sun, feel like Ken and Barbie, yeah, yeah
I done balsamic all my niggas, I mean, yeah, yeah
Hit the 504 up an deuce
I cant even drink a let me choose, ooh, yeah
Twinnin all my might just twin on you
Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
Mix up the hooch
No, this not Goose, this the hooch, yeah
Yeah, off the hooch, umm, yeah
Feelin kinda loose off the hooch
Yeah, loose off the hooch
Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch
Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah
Yeah |
Tracklist:
Rae Sremmurd - Swang
Ty Dolla $ign - Watching ft. Meek Mill
Gucci Mane - Last Time ft. Travis Scott
Dae Dae - Wat U Mean
Lightshow - Need a Lighter ft. 21 Savage
Madeintyo - Mr. Tokyo
Young Thug - Future Swag
Kap G - Girlfriend
Migos - Dat Way ft. Rich The Kid
Kid Cudi - Surfin ft. Pharrell Williams
Giggs - Lock Doh ft. Donaeo
Weeknd - Starboy ft. Daft Punk
Solange - Cranes In The Sky
DJ Mustard - Want Her ft. Quavo & YG
Pusha T - Circles ft. Desiigner & Ty Dolla $ign
Bryson Tiller - Let Me Explain
Pusha T - H.G.T.V
Solange - Mad ft. Lil Wayne
Pusha T - Drug Dealers Anonymous ft. Jay Z
Francis and the lights - See Her Out ft. Bon Iver
M.I.A. - Go Off
Travis Scott - outside ft. 21 Savage
Bibi Bourelly - Ballin
Bon Iver - 10 d E A T h b R E ast ⚄ ⚄
Tekno - Pana
Young Dolph - Pulled Up ft. 2 Chainz & Juicy J
Travis Scott - goosebumps ft. Kendrick Lamar
Clipse - Virginia
Pusha T - Crutches, Crosses, Caskets
Pusha T - Nosetalgia ft. Kendrick Lamar
Clipse - Popular Demand ft. CamRon & Pharrell
Clipse - Im Good ft. Pharrell
Clipse - Keys Open Doors
Kanye West - Runaway ft. Pusha T
Pusha T - Trouble On My Mind ft. Tyler The Creator
Pusha T - Numbers On The Boards
Clipse - Ride Around Shining
Clipse - Momma Im So Sorry
Clipse - Hot Damn ft. Ab Liva, Pharell, Roscoe P. Coldchain
Clipse - We Got It for cheap
Clipse - Grindin
Future - Move That Dope ft. Pusha T, Pharrell & Casino
Kanye West - Dont Like ft. Pusha T, Big Sean & Jadakiss
Major Lazer - Night Riders ft. Pusha T, 2 Chainz, Travis Scott & Mad Cobra |
With it, ayy, ayy, ayy
We doin it big
Sonny Digital
Big forever
Straight up
I fell asleep dreamin
I woke up freaky bitches with my semen
My momma told me break cause she believin
That one day her lil boyll see them demons
With it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Forgiatos comin off the boat, I dont know
I got models, liquor , tell me what you want
Cause we wildin up in here
And we wildin up in
With it, ayy, ayy, ayy
With it, ayy, ayy, ayy
I fell asleep dreamin
I woke up freaky bitches with my semen
My momma told me break cause she believin
That one day her lil boyll see them demons
With it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Forgiatos comin off the boat, I dont know
I got models, liquor , tell me what you want
Cause we wildin up in here
And we wildin up in
With it, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Its time to walk away
Its time to walk away from you
Ive seen that she was smart and she had a pretty smile
I havent seen a star in the sky for a while
With all of those diamond rings, all those fancy things
Since youre not stuck-up
I guess you dont have to get down on your knees
Unless you want to suck my dick
I guess you dont want to get down on your knees
Came up in the party with 5 bitches on my dick
And then we packed a car with like 10 of them in my whip
Im getting slonky that bass plays and the pumpin
Neighbours stuck-up, always asking for something
Who gives a fuck? Yo, Slony keep poring up
Ally and Meghan brought 4 friends and they aint drunk enough
Chip was fucking with 2 vegas, and Chops gon roll them up
Two fingers to these haters, pull that peace out her trunk
She wet as fuck, we car pullin up out this truck
Fuck on this slut, now my ex tellin me to come over bonin
Its time to walk away
Its time to walk away from you
Wake up, cloudy, blasted out my mind
Shit, you know we OG scoopin your change and flippin your dime
Got them diamonds, party packin, its jumpin
Chicks stuck-up, frontin and they drunk
Who gives a fuck? Tony keep twistin up
The promoter from Vegas say he got chicks thats hot enough
Out of city of swangers and trucks, deuces and cups, swishers in Vegas, no guts, white chicks with butts
Gotta go and get the cohol let me bone
But, I hit that later cuz a nigga like me gotta get this paper, so
Its time to walk away
Its time to walk away from you
Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin
Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin
(Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin
Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin)
Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin
Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin
(Its on, Im drunk and now Im stumblin
Im stoned, aint leavin till the mornin)
Since youre not stuck-up
I guess you dont have to get down on your knees
Unless you want to suck my dick
I guess you dont want to get down on your knees |
Watching you, no stalking
Eyeing you, while you bouncing
Kama sutra, keep doing it
Why you so nasty?
Why you so nasty?
Her ass fat, I need that
Her ass clapping, her feet back
Apple in here? I need that
in here? I need that
Bugatti? Benz? I need that
I aint pamper shit, no feed back
Naked strippers, we need that
Im a good tipper, if you work that
Why you so nasty?
Why you so nasty?
Make that shit work
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make that shit work
Wow! Oh wow!
My LA chick like everything in and out of mouth
Oh wow!
Tom Cruise, Im standing up, fucking on the couch
She got them dumb cause she wonder why they poking out of blouse
Wow! thats nasty
I need a female cop to harass me
Lock me up in that black and white taxi
Aint got no time, lets do it in the backseat, yeah
Hands up, face down like yeah
Imma tell my dogs in the hood, yeah
Roll a dice, pop a damn pill
Why you so nasty?
Why you so nasty?
Make that shit work
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make that shit work
Im looking for the bitch with the butterfly on her butt
Yeah, a nigga trynna fuck
And put expert girl, live it up
Bet I make you squirt
Baby give it up
Nigga so freaky, I make nuts
Looking for so I can beat it up
In-n-out, in-n-out, take it out, in her mouth
Why you so nasty?
Make that shit work
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make that shit work
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make her say Ow!
Make that shit work |
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
Cant you bare just one more night?
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
Cant you bare just one more night?
Overnight just over night, I slipped into a cardiac
Slipped out my conscious dont know if Im coming back, young maniac
Might go burn a roof, or what Im supposed to do
Your rolling loner, walking living proof
A victim of the youth
Can I last one more hour?
Can you last one more night, cause I can make it
I aint crazy, aint need no doctor, I need patience
They be like boy there, where yah been?
I been and made it, swear I been ablazing, swear I been amazing
Godly feeling, bad bitches, silicone-a-feeling
Let me cop a feeling, dream fulfilling
Tryna remix a million and build a building, gah damn!
I need that Neptune Estate thats out in the Hamps!
You know last night was so crazy, that shit went HAM!
Me and Archie, 10 bitches in a 2 seater
He cant remember nigga, and me either
Ahh!
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
Cant you bare just one more night?
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
I can stay in your mind
Wish me to stay away
But no sign tells me to stay, when others say
Dear brother
Can you tell that this faith is changed?
This heart, brain, pain, two separate ways
Can you tell that this face is changed?
This heart, brain, pain, two separate ways
Wish me to stray away
But leave me no sign, tell me to stay, when others say
I could stay in your mind
Wish me to stray away
But leave me no sign, tells me to stay
I could stay in your mind
Wish me to stray away
But leave me no sign, tells me to stay
I could stay in your mind
I could stay in your mind |
Funny things is changing now we out of here
Aint shit the same but Jason Ill admit
Seen my mama in pain she cried a hundred tears
So fucking tired so fucking many nights it got so hot in there
So tonight we at the time nigga blow them candles mane
Cause when its time to shine no need for candles mane
We some cocky niggas in the rocky niggas
Rocking dolo Will & Rich in here we from the traffic nigga
See the problem is yeah, we too proud of this
Now-now, the problem is, too many columns is anonymous
We too proper nigga get a prop for this
And we can take a trip to Karen nigga get a shot of this
Dodge a copper-opper cab will give a shit
Go to class but not for the scholarship
Heres a different scholar she a dolly pouter
Heres a problem with my holy grail, aint got no holy water
Im too slonky, Tony hates this part about it
When the keys roll up the car, you can roll if you with it yeah, yeah
Mirror mirror, on the wall, who the freshest of em all? Tell em
That shit is wack, them niggas in the mall they sellin
Think about it, she stay in the Margiela
Trippy done slip on the floor, bout 4 of my bros
Stepping these hoes, vanilla
Candy be keep tapping that hoe, we hopping that area code
Somehow, if they figure that Harry and Mary are bros
They end up just rocking the tote
Circles around, you be calling up everything gold
Them niggas is southerners niggas be rapping and popping
Not give a fuck about those
The same ones giving me 5, is seeing me live
The girl they chilling beside, be giving me sage
She been tripping all night, thinking bout moving them boobies aside
Sneak in and out of the crib
But definitely, Holly committed to giving me rights
Mirror mirror, on the wall, who the freshest of em all? Tell em
That shit is wack, them niggas in the mall they sellin
Think about it, she stay in the Margiela
Trippy done slip on the floor, bout 4 of my bros
Stepping these hoes, vanilla |
30s in the city movin slow
30-30-3500 for the coat
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Ladies order up the champagne, they need a lotta of it
Uh, addin up, off a pan-pain, and he got it of it
Uh, odds on, with a hold things, got a lobby of it
Parted up on the halls, ayy, got a hobby of it
Alls on with a mon on, with a of it
Sat in car with a no-name, need to rob me of it
Sat in car with the orders, ayy, with a of it
Uh, how you use in the ? Made a of it
Poppy on to get it poppin with me when they hobby of it
Uh, ridin through, I got the hoes on with the velasey of it
Uh, me and Metro do the same drugs, we got a lava of it
All the cups, I got the audio, we got a army of it
Uh, whats a God with the whole words and a army of it
Uh, trill niggas, bunch of trill niggas out the of it
Uh, woke asagi of the , got a
Uh, whole club, we got the , free my
Damn, good Lord
30s in the city movin slow
30-30-3500 for the coat
Only-only-only real niggas keep you float, keep you float
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-only-only trill niggas I know |
Hah, yeah
Laughing
Oh gosh
OG Lil tho
This Nigga chess great!
Haha
Swag, fuck it!
Travis and Jason music
Ima fly high, yeah, Ima go hard
Oh na na na na na
Oh my its amazing
Tiger stripe, leather jacket boy
Ive got a gang of chains hang em like they Christmas toys
Slunkied up screamin fuck the boys
Tony scoop me up, OGs eatin Almond Joy
I know a blond chick and she model plenty
Rip my Balmain off so she could touch or feel me
Silly nigga, you got friends I got attendees
We eat our ketchup not ketchup you put on Wendys
I hella copped a dream a nigga jet skis
LA like Im Wayne Gretzky
Ima fly high, yeah, Ima go hard
Oh na na na na na
Oh my its amazing
OG Wayne bitch
Im ballin in LA
Call me Magic Johnson
I keep these hoes horny like I flew em in from Austin
Now its fuck LA, fuck Trav he got this thing from Boston
But I stay with some chicks who always talk shit and always callin who Im with and who Im bonin
They just hopin that its not Lauryn
I know you mad but bitch you boring
I gotta wake up up up in the morning
Upper Echelon, eating steaks all in the restaurant With a couple of whips, couple of tits, and a couple of chicks
I know you want, dont front
I got assholes smoother than that Jagro
Swimmin, in that legs bitch feelin, like a tadpole
With an actress on the mattress
Playin, windows down rose haha
Ima fly high yeah Ima go high
Oh na na na na na
Oh my its amazing |
Diving a hearse, I dive and I curse
I dive at my worst, we dive and we lurk
Out on the scene, blowing on green
Denim my jeans, Molly you know where theyre seen
Margiela dipping, I coast, Im out on the boat
We freestlye, niggas is spitting rhymes off the throat
Im moving, Im scheming moving, Im dodging and grooving
Sway in the Morning, nigga aint losing
IPhone 6, Im chirping and lurking the scene
You know I get it, blowin Im blowin that mean
Mr. So Clean, no bald head the dreads never, the braids whether
You niggas out here changing the weather
My dollar bills are hundreds and fifties, no twenties
Tens, I never get it, money is plenty
On a billion dollar mind scheme, on the rhyme scheme
You know La Flame doing a hundred damn five things
Dressed here, with the retro, might pull up on your show Trillelectro
Might hit the Amsterdam with the mess low
La Flame coming through, with the next flow
Im looking at the dash, its 12:06
Im looking at your girl, thats my bitch!
You took her out now, she living with
I aint rolling through, with written shit
This is straight flow, waking up at the 9AM, blowing dope
Nigga like me, Im blowing smoke
Hotel at my door, like you gotta go,
I aint leaving til 4, yeah you gotta know
Free the Snowman, free my nigga Meek Milly
He the first nigga showed me duffle bag with millie
Nigga put me in a Bentley, nigga blowing Philly
Had me out in Philly, after Wet Willies
Took em to Miami, took em to damn Diddy
Out on the boat rolling, Im sipping on wet willies
Once again no Ciroc, Im moving, Im moving good
Shout my nigga Ye, we all G.O.O.D
Shout my nigga T.I, the Hustle Gang good
Shout my niggas, NY, Im blowing Backwoods
You know how we get it, Im kicking it freestyle
Days Before Rodeo, nigga go get wit it |
Hey, yuh, skrrt
Hey
Sippin champagne in the bath
Dick a bitch down in the Raf
Ask her how long can she last
Ask her how long can she last
Bitch, I’m too fire, turn the lights on
Heard these niggas bitin like a python
Thats the type of shit that you like, huh?
That’s the type of shit get you hype, huh?
I cant fuck that bitch if she regular
Gotta add that bitch to my schedule
Yeah, Im gettin money like a register
Yeah, Im gettin money like a register
Bitch, Im goin wild, three brazy
Fendi frames on, lil’ wavy
Say you like sex, baby, go ’head
Love my Texas bitch cause she go fair
We was just in it for the sex, uh
Then we started fucking on the regular
You was comin’ through on the regular
We was gettin high on the regular
I been lookin fly on the regular
You be lookin fine with no makeup
You was just fine with an A-cup
Got a boobjob, now you way better
Ooh, you was always the one
I’m with all these girls and I could have any one
But, ooh, you was always the one
Been around the world and it dont get no better, ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh, on the regular
Wanna hang with me on the regular
Pop champagne on the regular
Lit on the regular, regular
Ooh-ooh, on the regular
Wanna hang with me on the regular
Pop champagne on the regular
Wanna go and bang on the regular
We was just in it for the sex, uh
Then we started fucking on the regular
You was comin through on the regular
We was gettin high on the regular
I been lookin fly on the regular
You be lookin fine with no makeup
You was just fine with a eggcup
Got a boobjob, now you way better
Ooh, you was always the one
Im with all these girls and I could have any one
But, ooh, you was always the one
Been around the world and it dont get no better, ooh, yeah
We was just in it for the sex, uh
Then we started fucking on the regular
You was comin through on the regular
We was gettin high on the regular
I been lookin fly on the regular
You be lookin fine with no makeup
You was just fine with a eggcup
Got a boobjob, now you way better
Ooh, you was always the one
Im with all these girls and I could have any one
But, ooh, you was always the one
Been around the world and it dont get no better |
Eh, lawd
All day nigga
Hehehehe, hehehe ha
Heh
Fuck it, Ima finna go in
Lawd
Look
I have never been concerned
With any amount of money another man earned
The spending habits of bastards that wanna live lavish
The fast cash and the bright light look attractive
And you would sell your soul to try to get a source of access
Its your self esteem, never really mattered, its the assets
You feel its unimportant if you cant go in a bank account
I bet you put yourself in a position that you wont get out
You feelin stuck
Im sure it sucks to be you
But never wanna make a record for a demographic
Or a trend thats gonna end it about a month or two
But what Im finna do is somethin different
I set myself apart with honesty and now they listenin
Forgive me if I got an attitude
I think its obvious these other niggas full of shit
Can you really relate to
What they emulatin
Everything they see up on the internet
Im saying that its pitiful
But never passing judgement
I think we need a serious topic for a discussion
Comin from a place of positivity
I said that Im the sickest sinner breathin
Unequivocally
Im dealin with the agony and misery
Of stayin in the same spot
Feelin like Im not progressin
Man I been runnin in place though
What the fuck you know about bein stagnant?
Every day I work but nothin ever seems to happen
Givin in to distractions, fell in love with the habit
I cant deal with the hassle
Of trying to keep everything together
When I feel Im at the limit
My opinion Ima keep it
Swimmin in the deepest
Someone call a deacon
I could see the sign
From the beginning but I cannot make an adjustment
Im just tryna find a better way that I could function
With the melody momentum of the move, its subduing
Your negativity but simply the simile
Extending to a sight to see
The saddest song youll ever sing
As you could sense Im losin everything
I need to take a seat
Now gimme one minute, lemme catch my breath
I am overly dedicated, you might say Im obsessed
But no matter how you feel, I bet you one day Ill be the best
You cant attest or testify
I rectify the proper etiquette
To eat the beat alive and that was light work, it was delicate
I used it like a continental breakfast with the condiments
So keep a compliment I got the common sense that you were never blessed with
Lawd
Eh
This shit aint over
Im just gonna keep goin into it
Lawd, eh
Heh
Why am I fighting complacency I cannot see what is wrong
When Im speaking on several subjects in a song
And I swear that it varies, like seconds or minutes
Theres one for atonement and one for forgiveness
The page Kunta Kinte the way my pen whip it
Invading your brain and I brought Anglo-Saxons
Assassins attacking the second your side if I die
Fuck it, Ill be playing Makaveli til the death of me
The only man that I would ever idolize, the chronological order
I wanna try to put the fucking rhyme in
Only if the time is perfect, not collided with the verse
Diversify with the kaleidoscope, Im trying to go to Monaco
To monetize and use it, maybe make a couple classics
You illiterate bastards basking in the basic
You were going through phases
Boy am I amazing, I couldve took the lyrics
Turn them into something similar that we become accustomed to
Im guessing you a cuckold
I accompany the cadence with a blessing made up for
Descendants is impressive when you never have to tell a lie
I put my hand up on the bible you can see me testify
I feel Im really fallen off I pray to god it aint my time
And I was given some potential but I never got my mind straight
I hit the holy water from the faucet or the hydrant
Youll find me in the savor spot, I needed time to hibernate
To concentrate, to contemplate
The complicated code a nigga speaking in
Im turning on my TV viewing CNN
Im seeing its the same shit; a whole lot of unrest
Where is your compassion?
I dont feel the empathy and nobody is listening
Im wasting all my energy
But fuck it Ima bring it back and this time Ill be average
Real shit, just gonna dumb it down
Eh
What you want a simple rhyme scheme nigga
Double cup and never bluffing with some codeine nigga
Pop a molly we should party with some morphine nigga
We can do it everyday and turn into dope fiend niggas
Now your tolerance is up you want the whole thing nigga
Man you never did that shit when you was younger
It was everybody around you, influencing in the way that you looking at it
Staring in the mirror, just the image of an addict
Your mind been ravaged by narcotics you been taking
You reminisce but everyday youre feeling like a vacant
Mistaking evil people you could trust
I could tell you right now homie they dont give a fuck and
Nothings ever enough and no youll never be satisfied
You always want more, thats a fact that will forever remain
There is no amount of drugs that will ever mask pain
Man you gotta keep it moving, try to leave it in the past tense
Lawd
Eh, eh, eh
Lawd
Real shit
Ha, knowledge, nigga
Eh, lawd
Eh, hmph
You wont find me at the mall
Oh no Im not trying to ball
All that I want is something I can call my own
Yes Ive adjusted the tone, leave me alone
Promise that Ill never change
Ill stay the same til Im no longer breathing
Believe in the words that I speak are the truth
You expected turn water to wine for a skeptic
Lawd, eh
In my head, in my head
Thats how that shit went?
I wish we could find, I wish we could that version
It wasnt-, naw I didnt say what he said, but it was close enough
I dont even understand what a nigga said on the real record
No-, nobody in rap says shit anymore, like
They just mumble, including myself |
Oo-ee like hot sauce
Hit her with the move like hot sauce
One, two, three like hot sauce
Shake it real fast like hot sauce
Oo-ee like Hot Sauce
Hit her with the move like hot sauce
One, two, three like hot sauce
Shake it real fast like hot sauce yeah
Rain rain rain rain dont go away
He got more to spend
He got more to spend
That aint all he came wit
All them bills get all them paid, ya
Ballin on em like Calvin Cambridge
Pray the rain dont go away yeah
Rain, rain dont go away yeah
Oo-ee like hot sauce
Hit her with the move like hot sauce
One, two, three like hot sauce
Shake it real fast like hot sauce
Oo-ee like Hot Sauce
Hit her with the move like hot sauce
One, two, three like hot sauce
Shake it real fast like hot sauce yeah
Rain rain rain rain dont go away
He got more to spend
He got more to spend
That aint all he came wit
All them bills get all them paid wit
Ballin on em like Calvin Cambridge
Pray the rain dont go away yeah
Rain, rain dont go away yeah |
Internet Money - Lemonade ft. Don Toliver & Roddy Ricch
Nas - Spicy ft. Fivio Foreign & A$AP Ferg
21 Savage & Metro Boomin - Runnin
21 Savage & Metro Boomin - Many Men
21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin - Ghostface Killers ft. Travis Scott
Bryson Tiller - Next to You
Metro Boomin - Overdue ft. Travis Scott
Roddy Ricch - Big Stepper
Don Toliver - No Photos
Future - Ridin Strikers
Future - Keep Quiet
Travis Scott - 3500 ft. Future & 2 Chainz
Chase B talks about the US election 2020 and supports the vote
Sheck Wes - WESPN
Baby Keem - sons & critics freestyle
DOM KENNEDY - Love Is Gangster
Pop Smoke - For the Night ft. Lil Baby & DaBaby
Nas - Replace Me ft. Big Sean & Don Toliver
Gunna - WUNNA
YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Kacey Talk
Big Sean - Harder Than My Demons
Fleet Foxes - Featherweight
Yves Tumor - Gospel for a New Century
Jay Electronica - Road to Perdition
Travis interviews Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller & Travis Scott - Blunt Talk
Continuing to converse with Bryson Tiller
Travis Scott - Niagara Falls ft. 21 Savage
Travis Scott - FRANCHISE ft. Future, Young Thug & M.I.A |
All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money
Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout?
Nigga hell you sayin?
I make rainy days, its a drought for you
Yall aint crusin my altitude
Im a boss bitch, I let you spread the rumors
Yea you talkin shit but not an ounce true
Million dollar misfit, my money pilin
All over the lettuce like Thousand Island
My dough runnin like a broken faucet
Im the landlord, you in the housing projects
In the drive-thru, makin bank deposits
Crazy money, insane asylum
Boss Chase, got her taxes filed
And then I blow the rest while I’m at Saks shopping
Amsterdam, Germany and Holland
Changing your currency to dollars
Its Iggy bitch, and this boss shit
Where the pounds at?
No trending topic
All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money
Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout?
Nigga hell you sayin?
All I talk is money, ye aint got it, aint nothin
Im on the grind, shinin like an elevator button
Wanna talk? Nigga lissen, call me
You got a bad bitch? I gotta have that buddy
Bein broke? Nigga please, you can have that, buddy
This nigga say he doin numbers, where yo math at buddy?
Im in a mothafuckin socket, cant unplug it
Think Im mothafuckin lyin, try and take somethin from me
Bitch Im plugged to the max, pay a dub for a pack
Take it back to the trap, make it jump right back
Break it down into Os, sell quarters of those
If I aint got it on me, its some more at the store
I know a thousand mothafuckin niggas in the city
Say T.I.P. bout you, shawty anybody get it
So fore you get robbed, get trapped by 80
Just know Hustle Gang thug a hella lot
All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money
Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout?
Nigga hell you sayin?
We got them niggas over there dead
Coupe Benz, no roof, Im without head
New shoes, you aint got this pair yet
Your broad late, kinda on cause I had that
She in the driveway, tryna fix her hair back
I had a dick marathon and she ran that
Lapped that, after that, when her care better
Killed her with the pole, then let her hang half mast
Fuck them, Im still hoppin out of foreign cars
Im a born star and Im a porn star
I catch you slippin with triggers and really hit a nigga
By myself, I aint gotta go get a nigga
Trap Biggie, on track verbally killin niggas
Sick flow, might need Penicillin, nigga
I do the impossible like I oughta do
And yall pussy niggas smaller than a molecule
Out!
I left my passport overseas
Where it get dark after 3
Never leave the house less Im awfully flee
Always leave the show with somethin soft to squeeze
Take a little dab of this, a little drag of this
Then she reached down my pants, grabbed my shaggy dick
Left that mothafuckas home covered in my kids
She bossy, get this grip, straight flossin
Smoke the piece with little coffee
Fresh as hell, no coffin
I let her talk the shit
Leave the crib, cant walk for shit shit
Buck the dome, Milwaukee shit
Mind so big, gettin lost and shit
Bossin, hit the club they heed caution
Drunk as hell feelin nauseous
High as hell, hittin comets
I’m raunchy, your niggas rock Givenchy
I aint gotta say it, I aint gotta wear it
I aint gotta pay it cause you know it dont cost me
All we really know a kid pimpin, all we do is get fly
VVS shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang aint gettin to the money
Tell that nigga You a mothafuckin lie
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you thought? Fuck you thought?
Nigga hell you sayin? Nigga hell you sayin?
Fuck you talm bout? Fuck you talm bout?
Nigga hell you sayin? |
Lyrics from Snippet
They got law
With no drawers
Curt Frost, nigga
Waterfall
She my dawg, yeah
Slidin right with the dawgs, yeah
Popped em all, yeah
Keep the raw hundred K in the drawer
She playing for keeps
She gon ride, she gon ride with the keys
Told her stay with the heat
For the pot, gotta watch for the thieves
She pop off
Fuck you while Im lookin through the lock, yeah
Take a nigga off, yeah
em while Im hoppin in the cars, yeah
Shawty cook the brick way faster
Glass house, livin in the castle
Gotta lot of drip on the ankles
She gon fuck you for the bricks, get you
Lightskin, fat ass, shawty dangerous
Pretty bitch, but she raw with the gangsters
Pull up in the Aston Martin
Patek is a trophy, no banquet
God cover me like a blanket
Im the culture,
Cash in the vault
Gang always trainin on the nawf
AP on frost
Put her on the watch, she like the snow
Bust down, ice tray mouth
Fuck the whole gang on the house
You told me you a shooter, no vouch
Yes, she keep the TEC up her blouse |
Lyrics from Snippets
Higher, higher
Its like standing in the ocean
People say I want world peace
Jeromes niece get shot in the dome-piece
...
I fucked your ex and sent a text out of respect
It was good sex, honorable mention to the neck |
This is a true Hollywood beat
Entre malo rato fue que yo crecí
Pocos dan la mano pa poder subir
Cerraron los ojos y miren dónde estamo
Nos movimos como movimo los gramo
Empecé con muy poco, pero yo me adapté
Tropecé con varia piedra en mi camino
Yo caí, pero me levanté
Y tengo una conne en New York
Y otra entrada por L.A
En Miami los carro sport
Quemando en el piso 28
El perico, las colta y lo palo
El scanner prendío y el blunt en la mano
Aquí nadie es de acero
Por eso es que siempre la jalo
Primero termina forense recogiendo to mi reguero
Hago el tiempo que sea pero no coopero
Dicen que matan, sí, ja, pero los letreros, los palos son negros
Como la Suburban , frontea y los míos te tumban
Las babies diciéndome que a mi nombre se masturban
Yo sé que lo envidiosos abundan
Coronando a to lo que le invierto
Ando con mucha gente que después de muerto no ha vuelto
Cabrones, por eso es que nunca a suelto
Mandamo lo coso pa la Gran Manzana
Viviendo la vida como si no hubiese mañana
Le tiro el pescao y vas a quedarte sin escama
En esta vida se pierde o se gana
Tenemos de to pero vamos por má
Solo tengo hermano, yo no tengo pana
Dile Ovi
Entre malo rato fue que yo crecí
Pocos dan la mano pa poder subir
Cerraron los ojos y miren dónde estamo
Nos movimos como movimos los gramo
Empecé con muy poco, pero yo me adapté
Tropecé con varia piedra en mi camino
Yo caí, pero me levanté
Tengo una conne en New York
Y otra entrada en R.D
En Miami los carro sport
De P.R a United States
De P.R a United States, pago cash, aquí nada e por pay
Nadie nos vio, se hicieron los ciegos
Y eso va en camino por el expre way, ja
Y al que habló de mí hace rato que vino y me lo mamó
Vamo rápido para no
Pa sacarte la muela flow Base Naval de Guantánamo, plo
Soy origi, tú ere un clon
Yo tengo un mensaje pa tu patrón
A donde los vea a los dos yo les parto el melón, yah
¿Por qué? Porque estoy en la mía
¿Te molesta? Sorry, mala mía
Ratones como tú andan por ahí, hoy en día en nadie se confía
Pregunta por mí en L.A, yo soy el rey en el West Coast
No pongo Jordan en mis pies si no son Travis Scott
Yo tengo la agenda llena y yo no he hecho mi primer show
Controlando la calle y las hoe
Soy la cabra, soy el G.O.A.T
Arriba la bandera TT, jaja
Trap Tumbado
El patrón a seguir, jaja
Claro que sí
Habla Holly
Hollywood
La calle es de nosotro
¡Omy!
Mera, indícame Ovi
Las conexiones de Puerto Rico a México, ¿oíste, cabrón?
No te pongas bruto o te vamo a vaciar las trompetas negras
Rrra
Ovi
Wah, wah, Young Boss
Aquí somo Rancho Humilde
Alex Killer
Young Hollywood |
You are now watching a mastermind at work
The Graduates are in the building
Travis Scott!
Hey, ayo get the camera outta my face man
Not to be rude or anything, just like chill
Aye, yo
Aye check this man
Hey yom watch out
Aye, aye gimme that camera
Get out of my face!
Now who says I need a mansion
To do what I do man, Im about to go and get paid
And If I say Ima do it
I put my feet to the floor, stickin to the pavement
No need to say less, no need for introductions
When I hit the stage, best believe they know my name
Cause it comes with fame
Ha, episode take one, take two, take three
Matter fact, matter fact, take five
See im live in the building
This Sicilian backstage, selling out pavilions live
Correct like Nazis, the paparazzi, the flashest hot
They salute and watch me
Damn they got me in my vintage Nikes
Hate me, love me, watch me
Watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me
Love me, hate me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me, watch me
Now who says I need a mansion
Now who says I need a reset
Love me, hate me, watch me, watch me
You are now watching a mastermind at work
Ha! Yeah man, the Graduates
They just dont understand yknow
I mean the camera guy saw it
Askin too many questions
We the Graduates baby, the Graduates!
Christopher Jones, Travis Scott
Thats it!
We the Graduates, Graduates! |
Rollin, rollin, rollin, got me stargazin
Sippin on p, feelin like the Barre Baby
Whatever I downed, it got me goin crazy
Psychedelics got me goin crazy
I was hot as hell out in the hat
Then a st came in and saved my life
Head up to the sky, down on my knees
Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night
In the nighttime
This is the real action: the pot party, the trippers, the grasshoppers, the hip ones
All gathered in secrecy and flying high as a kite
Hmm, hmm,
Stop tryna be God, God
Is it the complex of the saint
Thats keepin you so, so, so still?
Is it a coat of old paint
Thats peelin every day against our will?
Is it too long since the last
Open conversation you had? Oh, no
And did you see the void in the past?
And can you ever see it comin back?
Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?
Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes
This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now its 4 AM and Im back up poppin with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin fruits
And they chokin, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
Some—some—some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl—pl—playin for keeps, dont play us for weak
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl—pl—playin for keeps, dont play us for weak
No, no, no, no, no
This shit way too formal, yall know I don’t follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls a got a clue
All of these I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put em all in a group
Hit my esés, I need the bootch
Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her hop in, you comin too
In the 305, bitches treat me like Im Uncle Luke
Had to slop the top off, its just a roof, uh
She said where we goin? I said the moon
We aint even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, its just the pool
Now I got her open, its just the Goose
Who put this shit together? Im the glue
Someone said
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Someone said
Pl—playin for keeps
Someone said, mother—someone said
Dont play us for weak
Rest in peace the queen of soul, Aretha Franklin, ASTROWORLD number one, right now, VMAs, make some noise!
Yessir! |
You want your ex to see
Thats why you’re all over me
Sayin you need it bad, talkin mad
You want your ex to see
Boy, you know what you’re doing
Who do you think youre foolin?
Youre lookin around, youre movin
Begging me to believe you
Wonderin if she sees you with me
Wonderin’ if she sees you with me
So no I won’t, no thanks
I dont deal with any other second-hand
You ain’t even, you aint even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh
So Im okay, I am
It aint really hard for me to understand
You ain’t even, you aint even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh
You want your ex to see
Thats why youre all over me
Sayin you need it bad, talkin mad
You want your ex to see
Boy, you know what youre doing
Who do you think youre foolin?
Youre lookin around, youre movin
Begging me to believe you
Wonderin if she sees you with me
Wonderin if she sees you with me
So no I wont, no thanks
I dont deal with any other second-hand
You aint even, you aint even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh
So Im okay, I am
It aint really hard for me to understand
You aint even, you aint even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh
Uhh-uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh-uhh
Uh, uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh, uh
Saddled in a ride to nowhere
Ridin with them rides
Ridin with them rides, you know it
You know it, yeah
I always call over
Nights in the back, in the mess
With the , walls in the
Pots in the crash in the fender bender
Yeah, I need the on em
Dive when I wrist froze on a Rari
pause and the and the furs and a binner purse
And I might swerve on it, hurl on it, ooh
I drop a text, yeah
I pass out with my ex, yeah
We all took the X, yeah
We did it for the best
For the sex, for the neck
Down to the S, yeah
We passin all the red
Writin for a song when he oughta caught a wreck
Handle for the summer when he oughta caught a wreck
We got it, yeah |
The power of nature is such that its what all art strives to be
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
Its so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world
Last week was the last week
I turned my back and let my ass greet ya
Dropped out and subtracted some niggas
And made more than my math teacher
Lookin dead in the mirror, lookin back how we did it
Makin trips to them dealers, guess it paid off nigga
Sip this wine in fine clarity
Marijuana, the youth therapy
Swervin on my old hoes that drove to insanity
I guess that was all straight out of vanity
To my kids, that was plan to be
That was all, the inhumanity
Lifes an adventure, with a lot of action
Lucky Im fresh, in the Dime fashion
A class act, called a class act
Funny, lookin back, wonder where my class at
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
Its so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world
Fell out of love, feel like a Royal Rumble
Hard to be humble when you rock in the jungle
Stumblin, everybody was stumbled
Over that dresser, in that bezel
In the den, left it in the vessel
Poor girl, aint even the show girl
overload you know girl
fantasize to blow girl
Blowjob, only your own job
creek, sat in the
She left off the Dawsons Creek
Pausin the power, might take a thou
Awesome
Throw me off another thou
I just wanna live in my dreams
Life ain’t what it seems
Its so hard in this cruel world
Escape into the night
Look into my light, my eyes
Naked in this cruel world |
Lyrics from Snippet
Yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Yup, in my white tee
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes
Coco like Im Ice-T
Uh, got em bamboozled like Im Spike Lee
Uh, you need more than Google just to find me
Uh, I just call her bae to get her hyphy
I just start the label just to sign me
Uh, me and CHASE connected like wе Siamese
Uh, wevе been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely
I seen his face, seen it Yup, on his white tee, uh
Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people
Private flight to France, tryna sight-see
Popped em in his hands, he was typin
Caterpillar Rari, I fold it, lift it up
I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup
Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, Keep the luck
Keep that, keep that ho R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke
Talk to me nicely
Keep her on a chain, that aint like me
Scotts with no strings, you cant tie me
Im higher than the plane, Im where the Skypes be
Yeah, yep, in my slime tee
Princey in his prime, yee
Yellowbone too feisty, yee
Clean him up, no napkin, yee
Yup, in my white tee
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes |
Back up! Let me get my shit back
And if its like that then lets scrap then nigga
Facts, Im nice with these hands, jack
In the MGM Grand with my dogs shooting craps
Rolling dice, close my eyes, hit a 7 then a 9
Ringside, in a suite, hit 11, courtside
Big time nahmean, whats good, what you selling?
Big gold rings on my hands like the champions
In the Hamptons, its whats happening
Montauk sailing yachts like a captain
Bossing up then bussing down like Im trapping
Pushing SAAB drop tops out like a Phantom
Rapping ass nigga in that little ass jacket
If the shoe fits, wear it, if I said it then I said it
The original live sportswear trendsetter
Yall aint bring shit back, man you niggas know better
Back up, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, down like Im trapping
We leaders of the future, fuck the past
I fucked her head first, and ass last
Before I see that hearse, you trash bags
Might as well call the church, its a hell alert
She wanna be home before the dust up
I told her bitch you grown, shut the fuck up
Made it too far from home, for me to nut up
So it wont be long before I blow up
Im with Miss America in Bulgaria
She left with dat bear, yeah I might tear ya
She say Im too mysterior for her caterier
Sorry if I luminate ya over there
Wake up and smell the paint
Only Scott and Chuck can make it rain
So all you stupid fucks should be ashamed
The young gods of the game
Back, back, back, back, this is Baghdad
Quicksand trap, this is that and a bag of dough
Its me and Travis though, XX driving slow
SS 4 by 4, lift this off the floor
Helly Hanson duck feather bubble hands soap dish
Cleaner if I wash it cold, this is what the faucets for
Nigga, dont get wet
Sprinkle a little bit, this is all you get
Back in this shit like a toilet
Still on the phone, ironing clothes, doing laundry
Wire frame Cartiers, catch me at the party
Its cool if you on it, but you know you saw me start it |
Yeah, straight up
1500, all in singles
Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
Round and round they go
Round and round they go
1500, all in singles
Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
Round and round they go
Round and round they go
Champions, we run the city
Number one, they fallin from the top
Round and round they go
Round and round they go
... we run the city
Number one, they fallin from the top
Round and round they go
Round and round they go
1500, all in singles
Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
Round and round they go
Round and round they go
Champions, we run the city
Number one, they fallin from the top
Round and round they go
Round and round they go |
They say when you lose don’t lose the lesson
But it’s hard to live in peace when you’re used to stressin
And I admit
Man, I’m still getting used to blessings
Because these kids in the struggle, that’s youth depression
I guess that’s how you’re supposed to feel when every moment is surreal
And every woman that you’re running to is unaware of your skill
Niggas try to hack you or bring you down like Shaquille
But you know you got that potent shit, you just hope it appeal
Young OG on the field, this is white glove rap
If white people feel that all blacks love rap
They who cut us the deals and the bad contracts
Stil we sign it, cause the cars out there, we wanna be riding
Fly and shit
Toast a champagne with my real niggas
Screamin pain of your shame niggas
Van Gogh picture, ain’t it gorgeous?
Look at this life we built, ain’t it enormous?
Hold up, wasnt one of your niggas informant?
Dropping them name tags, hold up was he mormon?
Man, I’m high as fuck right now
I know my momma ain’t gonna like that, but she know my sacrifices
And I don’t have many vices, always gone just like I’m high
And hard to find like a satisfy, bet you my bday
Always got a new dress, but don’t like how much that she weight
Niggas wanna ride Benz, but they ain’t driving
Niggas be clubbin the LIV but still ain’t living
Yeah, I admit, I am a part of the problem
I go out and get paid, I go hard for the bitches when I used to stay home
Now these bitches in my section get their champagne on
Aye if you wanna get her better and not wait long
Cause she study with jady and Judy and the great stone
Ah fuck it nigga we on
I ain’t lying, put that in a spect between my teeth and I’m sizing
But this bitch in the diamonds, designing
Like who life you aligning, spend the time and do criming
And no way why these bitch niggers chiming
Only can sort importance to gain aportion proportions
And hold a bunch of the corpses, the ugly wives or the gorgeous
We’re the victims, notorized only when it’s a victim
Justifying lies we’re coming to crime acceptum
It’s the sick niggers who only can wish better
And numb feelings, we love em through spent cheddar
My momma always told me don’t fall in love with material
But nothing matched the feeling of finding toys in your cereal
So here we go
Now we’re on our way to zero, zero, zeros
That’s countless for all our mommas
Money, music and marijuana
Now we’re on our way to zeros, zeros, zeros
That’s countless for all our mommas
Money, music and marijuana we own |
Yeah, shes a kind
Her love is gold, ooh-ayy
Cant take whats gone away
Yeah, shes a kind
Yeah, shes a kind
Her love is gold
When Im in need
Yeah, shes a kind |
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most men will ask forgiveness
Broke the code, the commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New children in the buildin
Ride with no limits
Shut the fuck up, dont you hear me tryna finish?
Im in a bad mood
Im in a bad mood
Rob that dude, fuck that couch, burn that house
Hol on, you too close
I keep a classy one for the toast
Cause my ghetto one do the most
Man, Im so serious
Dont fucking talk to me
Im in a bad mood
Oooh, your skin mahogany
Oooh, lets break the monotony
Government threw us in a maze
Had me trickin 40k for some grades
Just to make 40k for the wage
Dropped out and made that in one day
Im in a good mood
Oooh, Im wildin on em
Oooh, back pilin on em
I never feel the pain, only God can make it rain
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Jumpin off a buildin, quit thinkin like a psycho
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
Anxiety after the meds, Kris Bobbi |
Uhh-uhh
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is ballin
All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is ballin
All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah
Hot girl, keep a black bandana
Gettin jiggy like a background dancer
I just come through, stunt through
Ima set the waves and the standards
Pissed em off, now they all cant stand her
Why they mad?
Cause they know that Im the answer
I give no fucks, so what?
No home trainin no manners
Im sippin Moet, I keep sippin Moet
These hoes be so pressed, but these hoes aint no threat
Disrespect me and I show no respect
I show mo neglect with this ice on my neck
I be stuntin, you know my team is big money
Chasin that green like a junkie
Im ham on the beat, they cant touch me
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is ballin
All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is ballin
All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah
Bust down, bust down, bust down
Way you take it down, got me up now
Outta Houston from the Oaktown
Way too loud to interrupt now
All I know is how to do it for the set
All I know is how to get it from the go
All I know is how to, and Im the best
All I know is how to, and how to roast
Sti- , still friends, still
Still, still rent still
Still squad, still friends, still
Still runnin up the bill
Still racking up the hill, still
Still goin after bills, still
Aint gon lie, you the truth, huh
Save some time, hop up in my coupe, uh
Best fam and Im in the roup, uh
Met mans servin in my roof, huh
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is ballin
All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is this
All I know, all I know is ballin
All I know, all I know is this, yeah, yeah |
Lyrics from Snippet
Ooh, ooh‚ yah
Ooh‚ Jack
I deal with all kinds of pressure
I roll me some Godly lettuce
And build me a temple for it |
I cant wait to dive, I cant wait to ride
I cant wait to die, ooh
I cant wait to die, freestyle goin live
Its after 5, 9 A.M. on a ride
9 A.M. on a glide, 9 A.M. slip and slide
Miami 305, yeah
Way, who down the way?
Who down the way? Ooh
Its Part 2 of the .WAV freestyle
Part 2, .WAV, nigga still gettin paid
Nigga still gettin laid, in the crib findin shade
Uh, Birdman in the buildin, damn
The wheel made of damn steel, damn
Major, major
Jeffery you gotta grab the mic, Jeffery, we goin up
Ooh, Jeffery, yeah, let me, uh
Hectic, uh, bestie, uh
Slastie, uh, its so rusty
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Dont pass me the mic
Dont pass me the mic
Dont pass me the mic
No I dont need the mic
They want me to pop it off, I always shoot first
I dont need nobody, Ill give your ass the worst
Yee, body, put this sucka in a hearse
YSL we killin shit, say this on this verse
They lookin for me, the feds is watchin
These niggas is talkin, fuck niggas just plottin
Bitches be thottin
Bitch, they be suckin, these bitches be fuckin
Dont give em nothin
I give em the nuttin
Fuck em and leave em, you know I cant cuff em
Uh, Im not a busta
Bitch, I got more rhymes than Busta
Ooh damn, look at my custom
10 on my wrist, its a busta, damn
Not Fake Watch Busta
You cannot Fake Watch Busta me cause Im Duke
Damn... oooh
I came out the street
Wait, wait
Chattering + Laughter
Bitch all in my line, bitch gon drop it down
All this shit just for my loud, bitch, Im killin shit live
Rollie overloaded, cant tell the time
Aint cuffin these bitches, just know they aint mine
I dont believin on you nigga, muthafucka, go die
You bustas have no rhymes
Break a hoe, break down and put it in the trap
Make it wrap, twist it up, then trap
My diamonds shine like a lamp
Who next?
More chattering + laughter
Damn, yeah, yeah
Better have my cash, I dont freestyle without paper
Fuck is you doin? This money Im pursuin
I got a bedroom, bed fit two, ho
Sky rocket, the racks in my pocket
I cock it, I pop it, aint never gon stop it
Im drippin, Im saucin
Im drippin, Im flawless
Im drippin, Im saucy, yeah
We gonna rock it
Bleed, termite, Im just sayin thats real life
Yeah, they want the curve right
They gave the pussy a bug bite
Ooh, and they got the eyes on him
And they got the pliers on him
Fuck round and slap Plies
Slap out the eyes on him
Yeah, I got YSL on me
Yeah, and I got your wife with me
Yeah, I got your wife, homie
Yeah, yeah
.WAV Radio, the freestyle way
Yo man we got Birdman in the buildin, Quavo in the mothafuckin buildin, Thugga in the buildin, Apple Music legends... um... ayo, damn bruh... cant even.... ayy but, you what? Ayy, what? Bro? But thats crazy though like how they gon stop you in the middle of sayin names? How you gon suggest a shoutout? Ayo, yeah I got Quavo in the buildin... Ayy man, shit, I aint gon say my name, bro! Man Im just gon say that if that was me, I would shout myself out...
Man we got, we got Duke! We got Duke! Hold on, hit pause, man, hit pause, man. Yeah we got Duke in this motha. We got Duke, Duke, Duke and Duke. Then Trav, then Thug, then Duke , then Duke three more times, then Quavo , then Duke, then Offset, then Duke, then Duke four more times, then Takeoff, then Duke. We gon start back from the beginning, Duke again, then Birdman, not even me, its Duke five more times, then me. Duke WAV Radio. New show, Duke WAV Radio! |
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin-Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that Rari
Switchin lanes and Im seein-seein lights, you know I watch the curb
Smokin weed-weed, you know Im gettin high, you know it calm my nerves
Smokin weed, you know Im gettin high, you know it calm my nerves
Smokin weed, you know Im gettin high, you know it calm my nerves
Trappin hard, pumpin non-stop, the bag I had to earn
You can try, but you might fail again, you know you never learn
Came in with a bottle, I was trippin
And I took a couple shots and now Im dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
19-1942, I take you back in that Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and-You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin-Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that Rari
Uh, poppin meds out in the meadows
She like a little red , in her stilettos
Any-Anytime you live out in the ghetto
You try to duck the feds , they need to let go
Came in-Came in with a bottle, I was trippin
And I took a couple shots, it got me dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
19-1942, I take you back in that Rari
Okay, I pull up-Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin on that Henn, I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that Rari
Okay, I pull up—
Okay, I pull up—
Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up , hop out at the after party
Hol up, jeez, this my DJ off |
Yeah, yeah
If I take these Xans with you
If I take these Xans
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got all the plans for you
I got all the plans, if I take a Xan
If I take these Xans with you
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got all the plans, if I spend these bands with you
Would you pull up on a man? Do it on demand?
If I take all of these Xans with you?
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got all the plans, I got all the plans for you
If I take all of these Xans
Would you cancel all your plans?
I got, I got all the plans for you
Yeah, yee
Im swaggin, chameleon
Young Skooly, eight hunnid
Them bougies, they callin
I fuck em, I duck em
Swaggin , Young Thugger, Im bleedin
Young nigga make a fight for no reason
Im a real beast, lil bear, big bear
Killer, killa, no wolf trap, kidnap
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Im beasting, neglection
Im icy , a penguin
I pop-pop the forty
I cut-cut, then snort it
Nigga, watch out
Baby, hold up
Nigga , nigga back up
Nigga act up , you get smacked up
Nigga murk you, nigga shot those
Yeah, yeah-yeah , yeah , yeah-yeah
Yeah , yeah-yeah , yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
That AP, that rollie
This Jimmy, not on me
Homie-killer, kill homies
You lil Jabronis know me
Impeccable , Im telling you
I bleed out , my avenue
I promise, aint tellin you, no story
I aint flexing, fool
Shoutout something to do
But Im doing two
And Ima do it too
Got rich, got rich
Im swaggin, chameleon
Young Skooly, eight hunnid
Them bougies, they callin
I fuck em, I duck em, ha
Swaggin, Young Thugger, Im bleedin
Young nigga make a fight for no reason
Im a real beast, lil bear, big bear
Killer, killa, no wolf trap, kidnap
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Latitude, I was reaching out the avenue
Capture you, beat you bad, nigga, battle you
Snake shit, shoot your chest and shoot your bladder too
Ape shit, we go monkey, go banana too
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Latitude, I was reaching out the avenue
Capture you, beat you bad, nigga, battle you
Snake shit, shoot your chest and shoot your bladder too
Ape shit, we go monkey, go banana too |
Uh-uhh-uh, uh-uhh-uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, yeah
Dont buy ’em back
Retire, I done found my friends
She poppin on me
Order more bottles, order more models
Order more hours, shots on an island
Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin’, order more kidneys
Order up, ayy, order up, baby
Order up lines, order up things
Order up, oh-oh
Oh no, oh no
I throw them bands, she pop that pussy
You can see ass right from the side
The way you do that thing, cant do no wrong
My ex-ho called, she just needs her hunnids
I bought a lot of bottles, we can party all night
Go put your shit up, go put a Xanny in a cup
Hunnids and fifties, need to get out the quarter
Prayin Im gettin
Order more bottles, order more models
Order more hours, shots on an island
Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin, order more kidneys
Dope, Im so dope
All these hunnies pilin’ on the floor
And we’re stuntin, know you see the GLO
Girl, these hundreds, thought I’d let you know
Since L.A., Ive been puttin on
Cirque du Soleil, on and on and on
I got this money, tell me what you want
For this money, can you drop it low?
Yeah, order more bottles, order more models
Order more hours, shots on an island
Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin’, order more kidneys
Ooh, when the night calls, ooh-ooh-ooh
When the night calls, ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah, order more bottles
Order more models
Order more hours
Shots on an island
Hotter than the summer
The winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin
So order more kidneys
We the outsiders
You niggas outnumbered
Tryna start somethin
Cant run from whats comin
Cant run from whats comin
Cant run from whats comin
Cant run from whats comin
Cant run from whats comin
When the night crawls
All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol
All these hunnids and these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
When the night calls
We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol
All these hunnids, all these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
Ayy, walked up in the bank
Ordered me some funds
Walked in the strip club
Order me some ones
I walked up in the gun store
Order me some guns
Your bitch walked up in the spot
And she ordered me for lunch
I just ordered me some brunch
Korean spicy garlic
Bitch, I come from eating McDonalds
Girl, you know Im from the projects
Like, Im a G, I come through mobbin
Like Wu-T-A-N-G we come through wildin
I aint chicken, Killer Caesar with the chopper
Boy, you dont blow no poles, I know, I know
I got me some angles
I got me some money, for
I got me some haters
I got me some FedEx
I got me some cake
I got me some UPS
I got me a freight
Ayy
Order some money
Order some more money
Order some more money
Order some more money
Order some more bottles
Order some more bitches
Order some more money
I know you want to be rich, bitch
When the night crawls
All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol
All these hunnids and these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
When the night calls
We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol
All these hunnids, all these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls |
Back when we were young...
Back when we were young, I...
Back when we were young...
Back when we were young...
I remember everything, know that Im watching
I remember everything, just know
I see you then look away, just know
Cause I remember what you took away, just know
Not everybody is your friend, baby, no, no, no, no, no, no
Not every nigga is my nigga, baby, yeah, no, no, no, no, no
Hey, you used to kiss me then smile
Shit that I missed for a while
I remember everything
I remember everything
I remember everything
Oh, oh, oh, ooh
I remember everything
I remember everything, yeah
Oh, oh
Its a party , its a party
You invited, invited, just know
Its a party , its a party
You invited, invited
Girl, why your nigga comin at my neck?
Is it cause he seen a nigga leave your crib in the sweats?
Is it cause your nigga smelt a nigga scent on your neck?
I apologise, he gotta know that your pussy the best
Woo, thats forreal
Im never gon call you, Im always gon ball you
Im ballin , Im too trill, yeah
Girl, I remember everything
I remember everything
I remember everything
Oh, oh, oh, ooh
I remember everything
I remember everything, yeah
Oh, oh
I remember everything, know that Im watching
I remember everything, just know
I see you then look away, just know
Cause I remember what you took away, just know
Mama still checks the letters
That I used to write you when we broke up
When I said shit like...
When we grow up, Ima buy you shit when we blow up
Hey, we were the original Kanye and Kim
You know, Kanye and Kim
Now its Drizzy and Rih, it was so obvious then, oh, yeah
You know I remember, I remember everything
Even details about the wedding ring
I got questions about everything
Broke your heart, girl, you deserve these things
Are you still mad that I made you pay for everything, everything?
Girl, I got it now, girl, I got it now
Girl, I got you now
I remember everything
I remember everything
I remember everything
Oh, oh, oh, ooh
I remember everything
I remember everything, yeah
Oh, oh
I remember everything
I remember everything, yeah
Oh, oh
Sun goes down, we ride around town
Feel like nothings going down
Feel like nothings going down
So when the sun goes down, we ride around city
Just know, just know its goin down
Just know, just know its goin down
Just know we out here forreal
Just know we out here forreal
Just know we out here forreal
Just know we out here forreal |
Yeah
Stoney down, freezin cold
Feel like you already know winters here
My dawg prolly do it for a Louis belt
Thats just all he know, he dont know nothin else
I tried to show em, yeah
I tried to show em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
Made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes
This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
... |
Dem Franchize Boyz - White Tee
Travis Scott - FRANCHISE ft. Young Thug & M.I.A
Baby Keem - hooligan
Pop Smoke - Make It Rain ft. Rowdy Rebel
SZA - Hit Different ft. Ty Dolla $ign
Big Sean - Respect It ft. Young Thug
Young Dolph - To Be Honest
Future & Lil Uzi Vert - Over Your Head
Internet Money, Gunna & Don Toliver - Lemonade ft. NAV
Swae Lee - Dance Like No Ones Watching
Travis says that hes been breaking walls for 48 hours . He proceeds to play three songs by or sampling M.I.A., who featured on FRANCHISE.
M.I.A. - Paper Planes
M.I.A. - Bad Girls
JAY-Z & T.I. - Swagga Like Us ft. Kanye West & Lil Wayne
JACKBOYS & Travis Scott - OUT WEST ft. Young Thug
maniacal screaming from Travis
Don Toliver - After Party
Sheck Wes - YKTS
Travis tells listeners to get up off their backs and their flapjacks and vote.
Steely Dan - Do It Again
Tame Impala - Borderline
Fleet Foxes - Sunblind
Sufjan Stevens - Sugar
James Blake - Godspeed
slowthai, James Blake & Mount Kimbie - feel away
Travis Scott says he left his shoes in the garage and needs them back. It is unclear whose garage they were left in.
Mustafa - Air Forces
Brent Faiyaz - Dead Man Walking
Travis Scott - THE PLAN
Kanye West - BELIEVE WHAT I SAY
Dionne Warwick - Youre Gonna Need Me
Otis Redding - Cigarettes and Coffee
Maze - I Need You
Ashton Travis - Robbery
Blxst - Overrated
CHASE B - For Me ft. OMB Bloodbath & KenTheMan
Sheck Wes - Private Jet Seat
Dougie F - Luka
Travis Scott - sweet sweet
Chase B & Don Toliver - Cafeteria ft. Gunna
Don Toliver - Cant Feel My Legs
JACKBOYS & Travis Scott - WHAT TO DO? ft. Don Toliver |
Leggo
Yeah, you know Im ridin with that sig
Come through in that Benz playin big
And we blow that gas, you can smell her
Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us
Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid
Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid
Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat
Hit the green lights, everybody on go
Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch
You know I got my city, bitch
I say, you could get your wig split
Go on and let me dim the white light, burn the white candles
Get a white girl out her white dress, down to white sandals
The only stars in astrology thats making profits
Prophets on the rocket, like my city, we dont need the comet
And all that blasé, blasé, all that nonce, nonce
My girl look like a Nicki Rihanna, Minaj, Grande Yonce
There he go on a pedestal, you need better dude
I told her that ABC not ABC, no public school they want to steel
Still pushing packs, pushing on some mule shit
Im over nightin and lbs relaxed on some cool shit
When the sun go down we jump around we off the shits
Dont under digg, the kids
Leggo
Yeah, you know Im ridin with that 6
Come through in that Benz playin big
And we blow that gas, you can smell her
Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us
Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid
Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid
Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat
Hit the green lights, everybody on go
Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch
You know I got my city, bitch
I say, you could get your wig split
Yeah its the motherfuckin kid bitch
You know I got my sig bitch
You can get your wig split
My shoes from Italy fuck you aint feelin me
Cause issues we aint livin it makin mills for my children
Steady stackin my bills without Hillary
In the streets a nigga plugged in like auxiliary
God willing I keep killing all these tracks and shit
I been selling crack so long I got calluses
Wrapping mid up that just fell of a big truck
Ridin with sticks cause I got a name Im establishin
Blunt filled wit green, pockets filled with cabbage
Word to ? we some young money savages
I just called two hoes and they gon blow me like a clarinet
Yeah, you know Im ridin with that sig
Come through in that Benz playin big
And we blow that gas, you can smell her
Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us
Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid
Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid
Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat
Hit the green lights, everybody on go
Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch
You know I got my city, bitch
I say, you could get your wig split
Designer, on my momma
Fresh shit like Obama, I probably get that going wind
See all the brick we just be blowin them
Hustle gang
Listen up if I say a duck or pull a truck
Dont ask something, .45 hook your lil ass up
And guess what
If I see a flick or pull a tree
But dont be starin at me
Man Im a G, thats some shit today you rarely see
I been trappin since all I day was a prayer and a key
Man, ou get caught I bet you sing like a parakeet
They say the proof is in the pudding, you dont see it, aint lookin
Man I-I-Im certified, spread from Cali to Brooklyn
In the chi, Im providing all the hoods with sugar
Im super solid, pure gangster til my casket
Respect or we gon blast for that
Yeah, you know Im ridin with that sig
Come through in that Benz playin big
And we blow that gas, you can smell her
Aint shit chu could motherfuckin tell us
Man I heard a fake one talkin slick bout the kid
Tell the hoe we playin with the paper like a kid
Bankroll they neck, thats the shit they just throat
Hit the green lights, everybody on go
Yeah, thats the motherfuckin kid, bitch
You know I got my city, bitch
I say, you could get your wig split |
Travis, fuckin guns
Travis, all these fuckin
Make this fuckin noise man, fuck
All this fuckin noise
Last summer, what a bummer
Slumber parties, wakin up from chicks starting Hummers
And the with caxbitcher and lots of rubbers
And our friends remain enemies or secret lover
Im bathing aping, she bathing naked
Party last night was wild
Hitting sweeps, like a motherfucker on vacation
Tweet, tweet, then I my tweet location
Ooh, Im getting money, these bitches love me
Up north, visit mix it up with Chase and Chubbie
Oh, you fucked last night? It dont matter tho
I got a on the patio
And a hoe talkin bout
These girls be asking for too much, dude that nigga broke
OG upon my ring with a speedy
Hit me later baby, Ill be at my party
It is
Come on
Oh my God
Here I am
Once again
Pump up the world
Watch my flow
Here I go
Just wakin up, gotta get home
I dont know, overslept cuz the good dome
Spark the clip from the last night trip
Hit up Chess so we can flip last night was dis
Couple of hipsters and some OGs pissin out that OG
Faded till we OD
Homie passing out let alone
Nigga fell asleep with them Jordans on
Bound to get the scoop
Rockin in the corner, woopty-hoop
Runnin game on chips for
Lets get it rockin
Just them girls keep that bubble-yummy-yum poppin
Big , watch flavor
OG, yeah, you know me
Kick them Retros out, pull out them 03s
Hit the stage, go hammer, hit the beach, get slammer
Hah, yeah!
It is
Come on
Oh my God
Here I am
Once again
Pump up the world
Watch my flow
Here I go
Hey, ho |
Yeah, yeah
Let me tell ya lil story ’bout dis side
You really couldnt make it on dis side
I want it now on dis side
Nothin but us the niggas on dis side, yeah
Hangin’ with a broad on dis side
Night, late night on dis side
You never came around round midnight
Now were hangin out on dis side
Dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side, dyeah
Lost a lot of money on dis side
Made a lot of money on dis side
Had my first kiss on dis side
Word around town round midnight
Lately I been comin round dis side
Tryna get back on dis side
Tryna get back to on dis side
Niggas ain’t on on dis side
And I wanna know at midnight
Want it, want it done at midnight
Hangin’ on the block, gotta hit nine
Then I gotta know I gotta right
How does somethin not wanna live this?
Settin’ all the vibes on a lit night
Never wanna, never wanna think twice
Only way to live, only live life is on dis side
Dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side, dis side
Only way, only way, only way dis side
Dis side, dis side, dis side
Thats right, thats right
You never pulled up on midnight, midnight
Midnight, midnight
You know I like my lean poured just right, just right
On dis side
You find everything you need, everything you need
Everything inbetween, I veil these jeans
I used to pull up on the mean, I used to pull up on the team
I gotta lo-lonely, got fours on a bomb bean
Hoes on and they lonely, hoes on they lonely
On dis side, on dis side, on dis side
Dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side, yeah, dis side
Dis side, dis side, dis side
Dis side, dis side |
Yeah, ill America baby
Scott, La Flame
Ill America baby
Lifted, Im feelin so gifted, trippin, Im constantly fallin
Channel view of the whole villa, plottin while burnin a Marley
Damn these rare thoughts is so endless, bougie bitch whippin the Rari
Out in the jungles, make it rumble, she get wet like safari
Bitches dont know, I teach em the ropes, Scottie the Pope
Now only Giuseppe, Celine, and Bottega
Proenza, the Schouler is all that she know
Might let the drop top, and shes Lamb fam
Whippin trans am, keep it low
She pulled out the hard white on the highway
For the line, listen, pimpin
Your bitch just might physic my disick, disick all business
Might blizzard, roll up, crib look like the tele
Left jelly all over her biscuit
Last spring I lost 10K in teeth
I copped it but now I dont miss it
Whoever found it, teeth probably glistenin
In fact that nigga prolly missin
These choppers and these planes
They all doin the same, they take me overseas
M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-I-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-MI
These choppers and these planes
They all doin the same, they take me overseas
M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-I
Speedin, and damn Im leanin on a Kawasaki
In the lobby, then we dro codeinin, out in Abu Dhabi
Chain beamin, man, I hope you aint anemic
Cause you might feel drowsy
Out in Sweden, its just me and four women
And we all playin hockey
Blowed, Scott La Flame, pimp with no cane
Rockin a robe in your hood with no pass
Fuck up the flow, nothin but fam cause niggas be hoes
You can have that, pass that, light it up and then blow
Imagery abstract, its like NASDAQ
When I stock it up and then go
Packed it up and moved to Goldman Sachs
My nigga Yeezy done taught me that
Young niggas in the Soho house
Spillin booze where the Barbie at
Damn homie, this a movie nigga
Take a picture of somethin, where your Kodak at?
If Scottie aint totin or swimmin in women
He writin, producin and scorin and filmin
These choppers and these planes
They all doin the same, they take me overseas
M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-I-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-MI
These choppers and these planes
They all doin the same, they take me overseas
M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-M-I-A
M-I-A-MI-M-I-M-I-A-I-I |
I got my realest niggas in the house
We ridin
Head first, said its hard, youre still looking for
No heart ache
No, no, oh
Till the world with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Burning money, like it aint nothin
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Champagne for all the pain
Yes Lord
Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for
Running town with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Pray to God that this the life
That we made for
Click- clack when the heat clap, do you need that?
I killed the beat, R.I.P, no repass
Never taken my girl shopping, new shoes
She dont need that, she only in
One position, I guess I could buy her knee pads
Gettin this paper, my manager chargin 10 racks for the bookin
Pot on the stove, thats that yola
Thats never top ramen we cookin
Young and from Cali, but rappin like
All of them OGs in Brooklyn
You mad cause your chick in my crib
And you thought that shed never be tooken
But nigga, you dealin with greats
All my niggas go ape
I got Gs behind me, Like letter H
And its real niggas, no fakes over here
Go-getters, no brakes over here
Straight shots, no chase over here
Broke niggas go way over there!
Till the world with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Burning money, like it aint nothin
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Champagne for all the pain
Yes Lord
Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for
Running town with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Pray to God that this the life
That we made for
Early morning smoking, know a nigga living
I dont really care what cit
Im goin way, way down in the jungle
Deep, when most of my niggas is dead
Every day I avenge my nigga, off in the LV shoes, I walk
They classify me as a nigga
Just based off the way I talk
All my night I live a legend
When I rapped my out of the ghetto where
If niggas dont know you, they wont say hello
And as killer bee kill, better keep that mellow
Bad ass Cleveland hoes is right, Ass so fat
But that money on my mind
Long ass hair, land lord dont care
Niggas just need them ends on time
Catch me close to PCAs, Breathing all that THC
Bitch Im with probably got a man but
We both know that he aint me
Sip that lean with ice, and a nigga so nice
Go ahead girl roll them dice, whats the chance
You drop them pants, give it up to a nigga
That could change your life?
Heavy on the reigns, Im the city god
Nigga dont change and you know a nigga hoggin up lanes
Prolly in the Benz with the engine, prolly in the Range
Cause you know a nigga stay with them things
Californicating on the weekly, chiefing on the daily
Chip is crazy, crazy mean
And stunting on these haters, baby
Till the world with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Burning money, like it aint nothin
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Champagne for all the pain
Yes Lord
Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for
Running town with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Pray to God that this the life
That we made for
I got my realest niggas in the house
We ridin
Head first, said its hard, youre still looking for
No heart ache
No, no, oh
Aww man, here he come
Its mister cocky, mister know-it-all
Kawasaki-aki, papi
Prolly finna blow it all
Pocket full of money and you mad
I wanna show it off, real niggas?
Your name aint one I know at all!
Always grindin, prolly workin
You is broke, your pockets hurtin
Yo girl come , RnB
That Rodney Jerkins, might be cause we the best
Or, we the hottest this year and the next 4
Either way, its the same answer: Am I that nigga?
Yes Lord!
What Im talking bout next 4? Next 8
We gon be the hottest here till the next decade
Tock-tock ticking, bought a broad with a neck brace
More love, more love, less hate
Im Mike Jackson, J5
Code red, stay fired
Im smokin Yes Lord, sippin Praise God
And excuse me while I stage dive
Cause Im
Till the world with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Burning money, like it aint nothin
Yes Lord
Living the life you other niggas would kill for
Champagne for all the pain
Yes Lord
Trapped in a life you other niggas would kill for
Running town with my real niggas
Yes Lord
Pray to God that this the life
That we made for |
Roll it up, spark it up, put that drink up in my cup
All my cars got leather and wood
In my hood we call it
Everybody wanna ball, give em a couple shots
Watch em stand and watch em fall
I dont fuck with yall
If I wasnt rapping daily Id still be driving Mercedes
Hummers at my niggas crib
And we still rolling up that ganja
With a couple of Hondas
But that be the chicks behind us
Waiting when they wait-waiting for-for me too
Wow, those are amazing
Diamonds!
Waking up in the morning
Im rolling and bucking
Cause Im high, so, so high
Nine to fivin; drinking and driving
Cause Im high, so, so high
Mrs. Long, see I been getting along with...
Blowin up my on my bong so I been chiefing alone
Chilling with my homies, hitting up tinderoni
Theres doobies and jacuzzis, whiles shes giving me dome
Buzz cut, uncut, she keep cutting up
And my niggas copped the eighth it is you be dumb enough
yeah she let me up
Who gon chop me up?
Look and tuck, throw your fingers up
You know how we roll
Its a beautiful Friday morning
We gon get slonky tonight!
We gon get -
We gon get slonky tonight!
Im up in the morning
Im rolling and bucking
Cause Im high, so, so high
Nine to fivin; drinking and driving
Cause Im high, so, so high
Shorty, na-na-na-na, shorty go low, low, low
Move that thing up, up, up, down
Up, up ,up, down
Up, up ,up, down |
Fuck out of my business/
I did things that most men would ask forgiveness/
Broke the code of commandments from my descendants/
Who gives a fuck? New Trojan in the building/
We ride with no limits/
Shut the fuck up, dont you hear me trying to finish?/
Im in a bad mood, rob that dude/
Fuck that couch, burn that house/
We the cause of the era, new niggas with new terror/
4,000 on the leather, you niggas should know better/
Them niggas new slaves, i do say.../
Fuck! Fuck! twice, only on a Tuesday/
When im in a bad mood/
Ooh nigga im wylin on em/
Ooh back balling on em/
I never feel the pain/
Only God can make it rain/
So i must be Mary, Joseph, Allah/
Kid of a disciple, thoughts are suicidal/
Jumping off the building, thinking like a psycho/
They trying to find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty/
Its alright, hes after the meds, Chris Bobby/
...Oh shit |
Did you have the time of your life?
Lets have the after party at my place
Do you have some spare change?
On me, Ive got hundreds Ill throw in your face
Yeah, order more bottles, order more models
Order more hours, shots on an island
Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin, order more kidneys
Dope, Im so dope
All these hunnies pilin on the floor
And were stuntin, know you see the glo
Girl, these hundreds, thought Id let you know
Since LA, Ive been puttin on
Cirque du Soleil, on and on and on
I got this money, tell me what you want
For this money, can you drop it low?
Yeah, order more bottles, order more models
Order more hours, shots on an island
Hotter than the summer, the winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin, order more kidneys
Hmm, when the night calls, oh-woah-woah
When the night calls, oh-oh-oh
Yeah, order more bottles
Order more models
Order more hours
Shots on an island
Hotter than the summer
The winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin
So order more kidneys
Freaks come out at night
We bring our fantasy to life
Point me to the ice
And I dont need your drink, high off life
Uh, someone kill the lights
I brought the party favors, just get piped
All my bitches right
But I want you and you tonight
Yeah, order more bottles
Order more models
Order more hours
Shots on an island
Hotter than the summer
The winter couldnt chill me
Young, free, and wildin
So order more kidneys
When the night crawls
All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol
All these hundreds and these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
When the night calls
We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol
All these hundreds, all these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
Ayy, walked up in the bank
Ordered me some funds
Walked in the strip club
Order me some ones
I walked up in the gun store
Order me some guns
Your bitch walked up in the spot
And she ordered me for lunch
I just ordered me some brunch
Korean spicy garlic
Bitch, I come from eating McDonalds
Girl, you know Im from the projects
Like, Im a G, I come through mobbin
Like Wu-T-A-N-G we come through wildin
I aint chicken, Killer Caesar with the chopper
Boy, you dont blow no poles, I know, I know
I got me some angles
I got me some money, for
I got me some haters
I got me some FedEx
I got me some cake
I got me some UPS
I got me a freight
Ayy
Order some money
Order some more money
Order some more money
Order some more money
Order some more bottles
Order some more bitches
Order some more money
I know you want to be rich, bitch
When the night crawls
All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol
All these hundreds and these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
When the night calls
We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol
All these hundreds, all these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
Yeah, Slim Jxmmi
Uh, she throw that ass, she throw it back, yeah
I cant stop thumbin through the cash, yeah
I love it when she twerk it fast, uh
Its obvious Im lovin that
Order more bottles, order more pills
Ima flash the grip, got these hoes on chip
Everywhere I go, cameras on snap
Everything go, even in a drought
When the night crawls
All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol
All these hundreds and these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls
When the night calls
We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol
All these hundreds, all these thousands, Ima spend it all
Always when the night calls |
My parents say that youll never amount to much
They say that I should be careful cause youre bad luck
When I try to ignore them, they say
Listen up, this is how it will be..
I get so tired of listening to everyone
Tell me what should I be feeling, what I should want
So I try to ignore them, but it never stops
I just cant get any peace
As I wander to your side of town each day
Where the windows are barred
And hopeless lays on the street
All the noise disappears
Youre the only thing I hear
What they dont know is that I am a lot like you
It doesnt matter that we have an ocean view
Though its all picture perfect, unlike me and you
They just fight all the time, and
I get so tired of listening to everyone
Tell me I have everything that a girl should want
Because under the surface, this place is corrupt
I just cant get any peace
As I wander to your side of town each day
Where the windows are barred
And hopeless lays on the street
All the noise disappears
Youre the only thing I hear
When theres thunder in the sky
And the sirens blare at night
When theres gunshots in the street
Theres no place Id rather be
As I wander to your side of town each day
Where the windows are barred
And hopeless lays on the street
All the noise disappears
Youre the only thing I hear |
Mixtape monopoly, fuck, nigga!
Pull up, pull up
You already know it is nigga
Might pull up in the exclusive whip
Might pull up with the exclusive bitch
Might be your bitch
New Bruce Wayne, nigga
Black batmobile, I fly without steering
Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it
Cant see me and the kids get to screaming
Batman, batman, straight up
My car got an attitude dont pull up next to it
My bitch get an attitude aint givin her no dick
All my Jordans early I aint campin out for shit
I got all my niggas from the streets off in this bitch
I be so damn fly I might need a whistle
Throwin 1s in Magic City tryna feed the strippers
And if your niggas aint shit then leave them niggas
And if your bitch get on your nerves then take her to a circus
Im the best, just best keep secrets
Just three stacks and Hendrix, nigga
No guitar, and Gods my witness
Dick and James, bring back cathedral
Man, these shoes, its just illegal
Boast these hoes, its Tommy Lee
Thats two face all you niggas, James
Black batmobile, I fly without steering
Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it
Cant see me and the kids get to screaming
Batman, batman, straight up
Black batmobile, I fly without steering
Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it
Cant see me and the kids get to screaming
Batman, batman
Man, I dont ball, you know I do not talk
Might run the boat under the tank
You are everydance, you left Vietnam
Cook you from the feels, cook you in a pan
Im go me gun them all of the time
I quickly clap crosbitter mind
Watch me on the side, I be polish and shine
Easy synergy, you pank up a line
Black batmobile, I fly without steering
Gave my momma a hundred thousand, told her keep it
Cant see me and the kids get to screaming
Batman, batman, straight up |
I feel so cold
All hookers and gin
This mess were in |
Im in the backseat searching for my memory
Wonderin what we did last night
Im pretty sure it was wild
Because Im in the backseat with the cops surrounding me
Wonderin what we did last night
But Im pretty sure it was wild, wild
10 am, it’s Ransomnia
She see the dust, its so obvious
Run from home, after tonight, we up out of here
Dont go home cause they just ran me up out of there
Fuck the streetlights, she ran the street tight
She run her mouth, but cant eat right?
Dont read between the lines and figure out how to be white
She smelled the line, baby, you know you dont need white
Now look what we did now, the cops behind us
Ran that red light, did you have to be mindless?
The Rollie on me only cause to tell what the time is
We lost in the city where sin is no biggy
Im in the backseat searching for my memory
Wonderin what we did last night
Im pretty sure it was wild
Because Im in the backseat with the cops surrounding me
Wonderin what we did last night
But Im pretty sure it was wild, wild
After hours, seconds turn into minutes
They like, We finished, but this shit just the beginning
We in a arms race off–
She ripped the soul out, tell me how that bar taste
check her heart rate
I pull her pants down,
In this life, see, we could have a hell of a life
I mean I, these days been a hell of a sight
Im so twisted, so I fuck around and forgot my shit is
Oh I , same place I spit this
Fuck rap, nigga, we only want
We set trends for young niggas niggas to follow
Im in the backseat searching for my memory
Wonderin what we did last night
Im pretty sure it was wild
Because Im in the backseat with the cops surrounding me
Wonderin what we did last night
But Im pretty sure it was wild, wild |
Yeah, woah, woah
The Grammys still tripping on a nigga its so old, its so old
We still love the Grammys we gon keep goin
We gon keep goin
Ima record my next album in H-Town yeah
In H-Town yeah, in H-Town yeah
I just built that new crib up from the ground yeah
From the ground yeah, from the ground yeah
Up the street I used to catch the greyhound yeah
The greyhound yeah, greyhound
Used to ride with my latinos shout out to the browns yeah
To the browns yeah, to the browns
Just got off the phone with Jay Z might make another Crown yeah, another Crown yeah, another Crown yeah
Astroworld swear to god its gown down yeah, going down yeah
Ima built that shit as soon as I get a billion in my account yeah, in my account yeah, in my account yeah
Let me do about 15 more shows we gon be up on the way yeah, on the way yeah |
Im fine
Fine, Im fine
Fine, Im fine yeah
Fine, Im fine, yeah, Im fine
Yeah, Im fine
Dont be worried bout me, my nigga, Im fine
Feel like what my bitch look like, Im fine
I just wanna have the time of my life
Im fine
Dont be worried bout me, my nigga, Im fine
Feel like what my bitch look like , Im fine
I just wanna have the time of my life
I dont really , I dont really care if a nigga dont like me
Other than a wife, I got everything I need
A house in the hills Im finna go buy me
Plenty more Y-3 , hatin ass niggas aint got cheese
Ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh-agh, yup |
Get you super wet after we turn the shower off
I choke you softly
Grab your face too, rape you like I love you
You know what?
I’m that crazy motherfucker from the dust
You’re the angel out of hell from the crust
Aint a planet on this world we aint touch
Man, I love when your ass start to fuss
And that crazy little face when you cuss
You know my crazy ass is a nut
Hand on the wheel, hand on my elephant tusk
Hand on her mouth, nah, you ain’t gotta say much
Fuck this, your moan getting loud, shut the fuck up!
That’s why Im in it and I can’t get out it
Lou said it and she can’t figure it out
I hit the deep end just so I can swim in out it
And once Ye finished, then I put my dick in her mouth
Bitch, stop lookin at me
Hold up, bitch, keep lookin at me |
3 AM rolling stoned, all I see is dust
We feel like rockstars then we rockstars
Sex pistol posers, they never heard of us
I guess I need that white broad in that white car
So raise your glasses homie cause we seem to bring the masses homie
And shut down our whole town, fuck up shit
My homie Jon copped them grapes and they busted
Rollies and raviolis you in the cover of vogue
Dont look between the lines or itll fuck up your mind
She let us smell the line, let it fuck up our mind X2
But the nights keep fallin hey
What if the night keeps fallin hey X2
Summer time was the illest
Used to pull up the pullup like it was Christmas
Winter time furs is too cold, told em give me mine
Last night I had a dream but I died too many times
But fuck motto, when her breasts out tell em take some fucking photos
Fill up the dressing room with will&rich and kwazi motos
So we popped the champagne so drunk spilled liquor all over her vera wang
Its timeless but how many people here know what the time is
Spend about a minute on it
From the front row to the stage it feel different dont it
So Imma shine while Im here make it mine while Im here
White girls lying to their mum for the lines
Black boys do the crimes for the lines
You dealing or buying or youre way out of line
We be speaking to the tyrants that be twinkling and shinin
Bitches crying rivers cuz I left em behind
Got that liquor in my liver while I trip and recline
This bitch keep callin but im clicking decline
We live in a time,where the shit in our mind
Is to get on our grind,im ruthless for the paper
I spit the truth in the booth,and I aint care about a hater
Plus im getting high, got a pack of northern lights
My sword is bright,ive sworn to fight as the warrior night
To protect those who sold their souls over night
So if you get in our way you will get pulverized
Im a monster, you better run bitch
You lucky that the night is over, see you at sunset |
Yeah
7:30 in the night, yeah
Ooh-oooh, ooh
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried bout those condoms
Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When youre not around
Whеn you throw that to the side, yeah
I gеt those goosebumps every time, yeah
7-1-3
Through the 2-8-1, yeah, Im ridin, why they on me?
Why they on me? Im flyin, sippin low-key
Im sippin low-key in Onyx, rider, rider
When Im pullin up right beside ya
Pop star, lil Mariah
When I text a cute game, wildness
Throw a stack on the Bible
Never Snapchat or took molly
She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies, yeah
We at the top floor, right there off Doheny, yeah
Oh no, I cant fuck with yall
Yeah, when Im with my squad I cannot do no wrong
Yeah, saucin in the city, dont get misinformed
Yeah, they gon pull up on you
Yeah, we gon do some things, some things you cant relate
Yeah, cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay
Oh, you cant go, oh, I dont know
Oh, back the fuck up off me
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried bout those comments
Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When youre not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time
Back in the day they would laugh at me, now Im a rapping catastrophe
Bet all them teachers that gave me detention their mad at me I wasnt serving em
I got so many 5 hours after workin 9-5 to get em off ? started with a 5 principle
No more pitstops with a pitcock keep my hall passes in a ziplock
Also to all of the teachers thats thinking they homework is fun, you aint Chris Rock
Also to all the freshman in the wrong classroom this aint 3rd block
All of you nappy headed fro havin tru religion wearin this aint Boondocks
By the way Coach Cruz for the record knew, you owe me a pair of tomb socks
2017 senior aye
Next year I copped a beamer aye
500 for a feature aye
Just to stunt up on my teachers aye
I remember I would freestyle at the pep rally by the bleachers aye
I remember lyin to the nurse yea I really had the fuckin fever aye
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried bout those comments
Im way too numb, yeah, its way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah
When youre not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time |
Pull out the zip, pull out the ride
We so high, upper echelon
We so fuckin high, upper echelon
Pull out the zip, pull out the ride
We so high, upper echelon
We so fuckin high, upper echelon
Dozin off them Xannies, just popped a bandie
Wave rock like Atlantic, froze like Atlantic
Party at the Sphinx, damn thats so outlandish
She gon make it clap, clap, throw them bands
Walkin through the Waldorf they know my name, yeah
Dropped out, got signed, got mom house all in the same year
Dont you come around me, aint got the time, B, naww
Watch me do the Randy, touchdown
Knew how much I get, think La Flame the golden child
Ridin right behind her, pull up beside her
We poppin champagne, damn you apple cider
Pull out the zip, pull out the ride
We so high, upper echelon
We so fuckin high, upper echelon
Pull out the zip, pull out the ride
We so high, upper echelon
We so fuckin high, upper echelon
So many shots, fuck your kidneys
My money flip like a gymnast
Prada and pimpin
Yall be stylin my dentist
Neil
Hard to an a [?}
We be a shotty
Make it wider then whip it
Chillin with cheetah
outside the theater
no favor
Toppin outside la
Drippin the dip
the flip
Pop a thotty with TIP
Rollin that by the zip
Poppin off with no corner
Real niggas dont do coke
Pop nigga with the
Top for the nine for the soap
Why niggas so folil for
Wildin, I got it, the deal
You know we robbin the scales
Pull out the zip, pull out the ride
We so high, upper echelon
We so fuckin high, upper echelon
Pull out the zip, pull out the ride
We so high, upper echelon
We so fuckin high, upper echelon |
Close your eyes and let your brain jet
Pop off the plane and speaking in that accent
Dreams so serene, when it happens
But no lows, keep the model walking in Manhattan
This what you dream when youre about to get up
You jumping, four walls in the place, you get stuck
You feel its a sin in the wind, just to win
When you win, its for real, so baby how you feel?
Do you feel this?
You see your hands, you dont wanna let it go
But the stress is too much to hold on
You dont wanna leave, just another sad song
So many questions that youre better off leaving alone
But you dont , but you dont
Dream big when you wish up on a star, who you are?
If you know, let me hear you say, let me hear you say I
I just dreamed girl, you know who you are
Youre the shining star girl, you know who you are
You know who you are
Dream, a figure of imagination
A picture perfect thing that you never ever seen
When you looking in the sky and you see thats up
Wondering why every dream wanna seem so far
It feels so good but life sets so hard
It may seem so fraud, the guards just cant guard
To regard the applause from the floors
Keep your head down, dont be scared now
Too much to lose, too much to prove
But looking back, you better act
The one shot for you to take this
But your mind stressed out, your heart racing
Now its all or nothing
Took your life, by the end we make it something
You gotta girl, you got what it takes to be a winner, girl
Dream big when you wish up on a star, who you are?
If you know, let me hear you say, let me hear you say I
I just dreamed girl, you know who you are
Youre the shining star girl
You know who you are
You know who you are
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It might be a long way to go
But you gotta lean, Ill steal the show
Who do you think that yall payment for
Tonight, now lets see what yall came to do
Your sure sex shortie, all depends on you
Dream big when you wish up on a star, who you are?
If you know, let me hear you say, let me hear you say I
I just dreamed girl, you know who you are
Youre the shining star girl
You know who you are
You know who you are |
I aint playing with these niggas
I aint playing with, I aint playing with these niggas
I aint playing with these niggas
I aint playing with, I aint playing with these niggas
Way deep down in the dungeons
Humble, way deep down in the jungle
My young dargys down, could let off that pound
And put a beat down on a mongrel
I whizzed past, span round him a little
Smacked down and just put some Ps down in a bundle
Put it down in the diary, the second week down
Thats when a man slide in Rapunzel
And when youre putting no work in
No work in, then wild niggas rumble
Let the strap click, burst him
In person, I get fire and the gun fall
I let the strap click, curse him
Its turfing, its tiring an uncle
And when the MAC spits gherkins
Disperse him, creampie-ing in your crumble
Snakes and tigers
Im a lion in the jungle
I was alone but a rider
Peace flying, then they crumple
Little loud with your gun talk
Yo, Im on my gun talk
On the phone
Im replying to the gun call
Shits getting bait now
Could take niggas plate now
Been running this game
Its coming to hit you straight now
Its gonna make or break
Theyre gonna make niggas break out
And where the menu at, darg?
Im putting names on the takeout
Bunsen burner, Bunsen burner
Deathlys brother, Uncle Murda |
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope...
Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope
Step into my world where we get ghost, cause in my mind we float
Everytime we step into 1oak, they tweaking off the coke
Fuck Im out my mind, Im burning bread so much lets have a toast
My niggas and momma know that if I wasnt here, nigga Id be dead
Now Im in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling
Member when I never ever made shit?
Now me and my niggas rocking chains and whipping slave ships
Now who the slave bitch?
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope...
Straight from the lair or Himalayas
I got more keys than the mayor, lets have a prayer
Kelly Divine off in my pager, Ill hit her later
Dawn to dusk Im trying to get made, I been up for days
Damn Ill never pop another pill, man that shit is real
Girl you know you fucking with La Flame, you know you know the drill
I reach to the heavens, lord forgive me I sin
May La Flame live forever, and always bring em in
La Flame, dont play no games
These niggas is lames
These niggas aint lords, we the new lords
Lord
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope... |
They used to sell me dreams, my in the back
Im looking for my team but my team is in the back
Spazzin out, spazz out whoa
I didnt finish school, school is not for me
Shes only 19 but her ID says shes 23
Shes spazzin out, spazz out whoa
Spazz out, spazz out
Spazz out, spazz out
We spazz out, we spazz out
We spazz out, we spazz out
We spazz out, we spazz out
They used to sell me dreams, my in the back
They used to sell me dreams, my in the back
Spazzin out whoa we spazz out
I didnt finish school, school is not for me
I didnt finish school, school is not for me
Spazzin out whoa we spazz out
Spazz out
We pulled up late but I was already drunk
Two pints of whisky in my red Hawaiian Punch
love to hate me but I dont give a fuck
Drinking Budweisers in the back of Staceys truck
Ya I smoked out for breakfast waking up at lunch
Im the young sun hotter than a dragon tongue
Leaning at the light I cant see straight
Lady Lucks in my favor, glow in the dark razors
They used to sell me dreams, my in the back
Im looking for my team but my team is in the back
Spazzin out, spazz out whoa
I didnt finish school, school is not for me
Shes only 19 but her ID says shes 23
Shes spazzin out, spazz out whoa
Spazz out, spazz out |