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Young Thug - Relationship (feat. Future) [Official Music Video]
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Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’m a player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the field on a pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
Verse 1
Oh u went top off
Oh u went flintstones
Oh u took the lil rolley off
Oh u went big stones
Oh u made two extra m’s
Oh u went ringtones
Oh u went train on that bitch
Oh u went ding dong
Oh u went kingpin
Oh u went wings in
Oh u went hands on
Oh u went semen
Oh u went demon
Shootin out the demon
Oh u had came in
Now they were streaming
Hook
Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’ma player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the feel another pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
(DRAKE)
Yup, look
6 God, he a visionary
I’m the definition like the dictionary
Baby turn around, forget the missionary
If they pull up on me with some bad intentions, you gon read about it in obituary
I got more soldiers than a military
Got more stones than a cemetery
Mo strings, and y’all are February (? - unclear)
It’s getting hard to put a price on a show, can’t even pick an amount now
If a nigga really try to jam me, get jammed first like the countdown
I thank God for that flight straight from the 9 side going southbound
They say that life’s about balance baby, and the balance is in my account now
Okay, she gotta perc and a Birk
I got her twerking in Turks
She’ll probably let both of us hit
The way that she smirking at Dirk
She getting cake off the pictures she take,
I said girl if it work then it work
Fuck a wedding dress, I’m tryna murk it then skrrrrt
Hook
Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’ma player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the feel another pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
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Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’m a player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the field on a pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
Verse 1
Oh u went top off
Oh u went flintstones
Oh u took the lil rolley off
Oh u went big stones
Oh u made two extra m’s
Oh u went ringtones
Oh u went train on that bitch
Oh u went ding dong
Oh u went kingpin
Oh u went wings in
Oh u went hands on
Oh u went semen
Oh u went demon
Shootin out the demon
Oh u had came in
Now they were streaming
Hook
Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’ma player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the feel another pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
(DRAKE)
Yup, look
6 God, he a visionary
I’m the definition like the dictionary
Baby turn around, forget the missionary
If they pull up on me with some bad intentions, you gon read about it in obituary
I got more soldiers than a military
Got more stones than a cemetery
Mo strings, and y’all are February (? - unclear)
It’s getting hard to put a price on a show, can’t even pick an amount now
If a nigga really try to jam me, get jammed first like the countdown
I thank God for that flight straight from the 9 side going southbound
They say that life’s about balance baby, and the balance is in my account now
Okay, she gotta perc and a Birk
I got her twerking in Turks
She’ll probably let both of us hit
The way that she smirking at Dirk
She getting cake off the pictures she take,
I said girl if it work then it work
Fuck a wedding dress, I’m tryna murk it then skrrrrt
Hook
Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’ma player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the feel another pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
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Chorus
Monte carlo big sharks on on my eggos
I drape out all my broads cartier bangles
I go military boys with the angles
Gotta upgrade the stars outta space for me
Lotta blue cash in the rubber band
Mounted … she in barbie land
Tropicana diamonds rock em by the tens
I just drinkin’ act Curt Cobain
Verse (Juice World)
Fresh to death gucci on my tomb
My chopper sing it need autotune
Bad … in my hotel room
Take a perky right before we … and act a fool
Sad money I got blue face diamonds
Im at the top but imma keep on climbing
I got a … on my hip no silence
…
Momma told me dont trust nobody
Damn momma you seen it coming
That's why i don't keep this heat for nothing
Try me then you’re getting 1
Plus 1 and a couple more ugh
30 shots when i am all done
Right right did I do the math right
Stomp em out wrath in my Rafs
Feel my wrath
Chorus (Young Thug)
Monte carlo big sharks on on my eggos
I drape out all my broads cartier bangles
I go military boys with the angles
Gotta upgrade the stars outta space for me
Lotta blue cash in the rubber band
Mounted … she in barbie land
Tropicana diamonds rock em by the tens
I just drinkin’ act Curt Cobain
Verse (Nicki Minaj)
Ayo
Let him get up in it when he came home
After a long bid you know that sex game strong
Headed to the grip baby hang on
Ding dong got that Alexander Wang on
Wait… Free thug
She heard that hehe and my “hehe” did the facepalm
Pretty no makeup I aint have to put my face on
Stay in your lane don't get gassed at that station
Give him the chills I got him head over heels
Sucking my toes while he massaging my heels
He want to lick the wrapper… no chance
They tryna ride my wave but they end up on the sand
I got wild hitters and hustlers all on my payroll
Typa niggas hit the block move the crack and that yayo
I got wild chicas who do whatever i say so
Bout that dinero so if you want me you gotta peso
Just put a couple grand in some rubber bands
Bitches want my luck couldn't get a glance
They wonder what i gross like my name was lance
Its barbie bitch just dropped like 20 mil on barbie land
Chorus (Young Thug)
Monte carlo big sharks on on my eggos
I drape out all my broads cartier bangles
I go military boys with the angles
Gotta upgrade the stars outta space for me
Lotta blue cash in the rubber band
Mounted … she in barbie land
Tropicana diamonds rock em by the tens
I just drinkin’ act Curt Cobain
Verse (Young Thug)
On the sidewalk like he getting a tan
I go microsoft drinking oxygen
Bitch i've been a boss since a gotdamn kid
Pop out on the block with a with a make em do the cha cha cha
I wrote the dropbox witcha bae and i got my rocks off
She suck the socks off of me and they were gucci
I bent her over in the bentley spur and i didn’t need a coochi
I’m living life as a pimp
I put a bitch on you shrimps
I’m high in the sky like a blimp
I cop a roll royce first attempt
Whats the definition of real yeah yeah yeah
When you kneel yeah yeah yeah
You just showing you still yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
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Verse 1
When I was just hustling broke
Didn’t nobody see me through it
Word to my mother niggas knew it
But I still went through it
Snooze then you loose
Guess I snoozed cause I still went through it
Cried bout that Bentley coupe
Ohh, man i still went through it
Now i run my millions up
Niggas wondered how he do it
When i run my mills up
Bet nobody see me do it
Last album deal up
Labels tryna see me through it
Shawty put them M’s up
Niggas thought he really blew it
Chorus
Now I keep a “S” on my chest baby
I saved the world in a dress baby
Paranoid them demons want my flesh baby
Fell in love with Sippin the tech baby
I just wanna hustle the best baby
Keep the Money close i dont trust baby
Ran up on it, told you I was gone bust baby
Tryna keep it going when i nut baby
Verse 2
Say you don't love me you better look me in my eyes
Tried to play me your face looked surprised
I told day 1 I was gonna find out
Heard bout you sneaking bringing niggas in your house
I feed the block I make em hustle get your crumbs up
We know you freaked out lil bitch you can’t tongue us
She broke my heart and basically told me get my lungs up
Ever since then I won't love again
She tried to tell me I wasn’t him
My self confidence bought a rim
Got a few brothers in the pen
Now that they green dots in
They got chains on and iphoned up
Hublots on and their prezzi diamond cut up
He ready to get it on dont want to talk bout love
They blades 7 feet they say they ate that up
Couple niggas with me say they face that up
They going head first no time to ask whatsup
That's the definition of
you love me, you trust me, you fuck with me
The time come you crying and you gone
Chorus
Now I keep a “S” on my chest baby
I saved the world in a dress baby
Paranoid them demons want my flesh baby
Fell in love with Sippin the tech baby
I just wanna hustle the best baby
Keep the Money close i dont trust baby
Last album deal up, labels tryna see me through it
Shawty put them M’s up, Niggas thought he really blew it
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Yeah
Metro Thuggin
Long overdue
No Cap
No Bap, Slatt
I don’t care nothing about this superstardom shit
on God
Chorus
Maserati skrrt mash off
Throw some tint on get some rims drink some mad dog
Richer than I ever been I don’t wanna know no cost
I told my bitch if she dont win the imma drop her off
I’ll knock her friend out the park but aint top golf
I’m loving the pop off (Loving it)
I put the suede on the head
The seats are hot sauce
Spend a few racks and they mad
Yeah I’m a top dog
Got two maybachs the one with the lid (on god)
And the one with the top off (on god)
Verse 1
Now if you look up under my wrist you’ll see a bunch of racks
Got big baguettes on my neck and i got my hoochie back
Like donald trump on my account I got my billions up (swear)
First thing i did was make sure that my whole family up
Spotted a helicopter and i swerve off on the block
This is a lambo it just can't go up to any shop (skrrt)
I’m never stopping and I keep a big ol M tucked (on god)
I showed her Dr. Miami now she got her titties and her tummy tucked
Pour ohh drank til we throw up
Woah woah, let's go up on these drugs
Woah woah baby girl I don’t know her
Would she let me fuck her
I got money I just wanna fuck her
Caramel skin I make her supper
Drank a four or a six everytime I pour out the syrup
Suck a nigga dick and you can get ya a purse
Chorus
Maserati skrrt mash off (hey)
Throw some tint on get some rims drink some mad dog (lets go)
Richer than I ever been I don’t wanna know no cost
I told my bitch if she don't win then imma drop her off (swear)
I’ll knock her friend out the park but aint Top Golf
I’m loving the pop off
I put the suede on the head
The seats are hot sauce (woo!)
Spend a few racks and they mad
Yeah I’m a top dog
Got two maybachs the one with the lid
And the one with the top off
Verse 2
Tell me what you see when you just see a nigga like me
Tell me what you see when you could see a nigga like me
Tell me what you thinking when you think a nigga like me
Tell me how you balance when you planking on a milli
I’m happy about you
Baby tell me how you been
And I, just wanna tell you that I miss the way you
Suck it, fuck it, lovin’
Me and my buddies, cousins, yeah yeah
Baby pop that pussy
I just want exotic weed
Biscotti and cookies
I just print a thousand sheets of paper then I kush it (swear)
Used to have a thousand pieces of mud on my hoodie (woo!)
Now i keep a hundred thousand large in my hoodie (woo!)
And I still got a thousand bitches yeah
Ain't ashamed to tell you that I got her out of tootsies
She’s snorting Machine Gun Kelly, she got a machine gun with thousands of bullet
Chorus
Maserati skrrt mash off (hey!)
Throw some tint on get some rims drink some mad dog (lets go!)
Richer than I ever been I don’t wanna know no cost
I told my bitch if she don't win then imma drop her off (swear)
I’ll knock her friend out the park but aint Top Golf
I’m loving the pop off
I put the suede on the head (where)
The seats are hot sauce (woo!)
Spend a few racks and they mad
Yeah I’m a top dog
Got two maybachs the one with the lid (man what)
And the one with the top off (on god)
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(Man fuck that, fuck that)
Coming out of Joneboro south (Aye)
Niggas having golds, all through their mouth
Lifetime goals (woo)
Running through the roof (whaw)
Pulling out the ghost (grah)
Make a nigga poof (grah)
Niggas talking shit but
What is it to do (Ha)
I knew his big homie nigga and I got the proof (woo)
My spot is a army base, and I got the proof (whatup)
Send my bitch on vacay, put her in a coupe(blddd, blddd, blddd)
Change the channel I don’t want to see none of these pussy niggas (Nah)
I been fucking niggas bitches and getting plenty figures (woo)
On the road to riches and got the realists with us (skrrt)
Slaughter gang with me niggas knives not a scissors (hugh)
Street nigga with a bunch of lives like a tigger (yeah)
Yall niggas just a bunch of dikes fucking niggas (pshh)
Nigga told and he was my homie I can’t miss em’ (Nah)
Aint nobody feel em
Chorus
Tell me whatcha seen, whatcha saw
I done ran it up
I guessing which broad
Imma take her home tonight
I’m tryna see who I’m taking home tonight (yeahh)
I seen the junky get shot at the light (yeahhh)
The got to arguing over a new crack pipe (yeahh- eh -eh)
I called the seamstress my pants ain’t tight enough
None of my bitches tell my I’m not man enough
What the fuck wrong with these broke ass niggas, yuh (yeah)
Verse 2
I told em tear it down
Imma think you pocket watching don’t look at my pants now
My diamonds louder than a fucking ambulance now
Ask the bitch from the sideline stand now
Running through the projects
Ducking all the broads got a knot in my pocket
A knot in my draws
Take off like a rocket with 13 broads (yeah)
Bricks in the attic put the racks in the walls (yeah)
No need to talk to me I’m big dog (yeah)
I roll the windows up (yeah)
And now they knowing us
I’m no beginner yeah
I told her giddyup
We ran a train on her
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Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci (Gucci Grocery Bag)
Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci (Rock em’ motherfuckers)
Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci
Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci (Hunned racks aye)
Chorus
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (Take that)
Skeet off on when I mash on ‘em (skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
I didn’t have a choice but to skeet off when I mash on ‘em (skrrt)
Yeah Yeah
I got a Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin a gucci grocery bag (Yeahhh)
I done skate off when I mash (Skrrt, skrrt skrrt skrtttt)
I done skate off when I mash on ‘em
Aint tryna fuck witcha daddy (uh uh)
I don’t see em’ like a nasty boy (Lets go)
Verse 1
I was in a jag boy
Diamonds all colors like a fag boy (phew)
I was in a fast car
2 on the dash went to dashin’ boy (skrrt)
Ion wanna clash boy
Boy you bet not touch this shag boy (lets go)
I was sippin act
Niggas down bad (lets go)
Bought the same whip huh
Imma get in it and crash
Cougar pussy wit me mohawk Roscoe Dash (Dash)
Keep the money out the big vault pay my taxes (Lets go)
I can go trackhawk, I can go lambo, i can go caddy (Let’s go)
Chorus
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Rockin’ a Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (Come on)
Skeet off on when I mash on ‘em (skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
I didn’t have a choice but to skeet off when I mash on ‘em (skrrt)
Yeah Yeah
I got a Gucci grocery bag (Gucci)
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin a gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
I done skate off when I mash
I done skate off when I mash on ‘em (skrrt)
Aint tryna fuck witcha daddy (uh uh)
I don’t see em’ like a nasty boy (Yah)
Verse 2
I V12 all my whips and now they text me boy (Woo woo)
Imma change her name to Williams like she Wendy (Lets go)
Pocket full of white people like Denny’s boy (Yeah)
Too much money coming in for me to be empty (Yah yah)
Peep the rollie she rock the same color as her panty (Yahh)
Peep the Gshock size AP the biggie (The big one)
Diamond multicolor like a sissy (Sissy)
Can’t believe it’s butter yellow diamonds (Yeahh)
I told my shawty “shawty she so righteous” (So righteous)
Whatever she want, told her do it like she Nike
I ran this money up til I got lightheaded (Lightheaded)
You niggas servin’ and beggin’
My diamonds moving they need ritalin (So righteous)
Sent the rolls gold knife in the penitentiary
Money and diamonds cover me I’m a lick yeah (Lightheaded)
Paralyze you in this drip, shit cuz I’m a pimp yeah
Chorus
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Rockin’ a Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag (woah woah)
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (rockin this Gucci Pucci)
Skeet off on when I mash on ‘em (Gucci Pucci, skrrt skrrt)
I didn’t have a choice but to skeet off when I mash on ‘em (Pucci, yeah)
Yeah Yeah (Yeah)
I got a Gucci grocery bag (Gucci)
Gucci grocery bag (Pucci)
Gucci grocery bag (Pucci)
Rockin a gucci grocery bag (Pucci)
I done skate off when I mash (Skrrt skrrt skrrrt)
I done skate off when I mash on ‘em
Aint tryna fuck witcha daddy (No)
I don’t see em’ like a nasty boy
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It’s really no way they can catch em he far gone
You gone need a couple jet lifts keep it real with niggas
Yeah the kid been passive global access
Off a mufuckin adlib
Yeah momma i done made it no more dat piff
Superspeed on the e-way the benz a cat yeah
I was caught up on something but now i'm back yeah
I just almost had threw away like eleven years
Pss pss
Aye my nigga watch em driveby
Better ride by
We get killed for a side eye
12 demand respect or else they killing til we all die
But not mines we ain’t small fries
Yeah
See one of my whips you better not run up with that rah rah
This shit in my genes, i’m really like my dada
She dont smoke but she say tonight she need a jump off
Skrrt skrrt i've been in the benz with the frog eyes
You got checks as long as I could bring the smoke out
You a vegetable now all you do is smoke out
She want me to get her ass to where it poke out
She got hips so now it's hard to grip both sides
She tryna turn up on that dick and lets get both fly
I know a real throat killer and she so shy
She got her hand in my jeans doing no jiving
I told her we’ll be at the crib in like 4 5
I don’t think it’s hard to love me
I’m tryna embrace your lifestyle baby
I’m tryna upgrade your watch and car keys
Iont floss I don’t like to floss my lifestyle
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That's my buddy buddy
Drinking on the muddy
Pass it all off to the dogs let em cut it
Make sure you make her experience her nutty
Put that dick all in her ribs and her gutty
Drinking Kid Cudi
Acting all slutty
In front company
Trayvon hoodie
Know its all goodie
Don Juan pimping
Bitch its black tees hoodies
Du rag business
Looking all boogie
But saving all your cookies
Act to the right
Red for the rookies
Ass on the right
And on the left
Bunch of wealthy rich guys
Like ourselves hey
And you was supposed to call me back
But i'm glad you didn’t cause i got busy
I just got a call one of my brothers got whacked
It was time to rise leave the sticks and the masks
You know if i pass you wont get a call back
I wont hit you back, you never couldve imagined
Round of applause you think you winning the battle
Momma say she look in my eyes she see a casket
Daddy said he look in my eyes he see a bastard
I look in his eyes and I see a future pastor
Funny niggas tryna be cool you a actor
No i don't wanna lose so I casper
I was rocking jimmy choos on my first tour
I still was thinking like a fool on my first tour
Now i'm on my worst tour
CHORUS
That's my buddy buddy
Drinking on the muddy
Pass it all off to the dogs let up cut it
Make sure you make her experience her nutty
Put that dick all in her ribs and her gutty
Drinking Kid Cudi
Acting all slutty
In front company
Trayvon hoodie
Know its all goodie
Don Juan pimping
Bitch its black tees hoodies
Du rag business
Looking all boogie
But saving all your cookies
Act to the right
Red for the rookies
Ass on the right
And on the left
Bunch of wealthy rich guys
Like ourselves hey
VERSE 2 (Bslime)
Rich Steppa lets begin I got a million on the coast.
1000 bet 1000 shoot it all Im betting on ceelo
Cash prize,let her cash it in ain’t left leave her with a note.
Never bit the hand that feed niggas and never ever told.
Palm angel with the vibes we like to swap out.
Drop top we pushing P she got the cock out,
Sharing bank rolls they brought the props out.
Ain’t no switching side I’m with the guys til I pass out
VERSE 3 (Lil Got It)
Now they say they feeling us in reality they ain't big as us
Fuck her every night I know fasho she catch many nuts
Cali distro sending boxes through just like it's Pizza Hut
Put it on they eat it up
Flooded diamonds my pieces up
Drop the top you smell me in the wind
I been feelin like a Di when I tell 'em spin
Run up all these millions so I went copped ma that Benz
Longlive my fuckin brada that's my rolli that's my twin ( KEED)
CHORUS
That's my buddy buddy
Drinking on the muddy
Pass it all off to the dogs let up cut it
Make sure you make her experience her nutty
Put that dick all in her ribs and her gutty
Drinking kid cudi
Acting all slutty
In front company
Trayvon hoodie
Know its all goodie
Don Juan pimping
Bitch its black tees hoodies
Du rag business
Looking all boogie
But saving all your cookies
Act to the right
Red for the rookies
Ass on the right
And on the left
Bunch of wealthy rich guys
Like ourselves hey
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Bitch asked me for fame and I said no
This Bitch asked me for fame and I said no
I bought a rose gold rolley for the show
Twenty car keys eney money mo
Money on the dresser
Drive a kompressor
Twenty Four heffers
Put em on the tesla
Cream soda vanilla
Hot box whipper
Foreign car drifter
Im so realer
Super star life aint goin back to spinrilla
Two thousand now we had the hoes on macerina
Ima take a piss on the roof im iller
Hundred thousand dollars to the bitch in the middle
Big talk amazon I call em matilda
Money come in nine different ways my diamonds skittles
Hong kong she’s a bad lill nigga
Aint give no fuck I turned her mouth to a babysitter (lets go)
Sasashe, I put the model in some reeboks
The Shawty, i turn ur maybach to a tea top
Baguettes, two carrot pointers i got big rocks
I'm the only big dog big dog
Hook
Givenchy girl I bed the curb
Dis nigga tellin whats the word
Rolls royce’ll help me when i swerve
Molly to perolli yeah
Bitty bitch she wonder what the hell first
Blue divinci crip blue on my bitch pearls
I dont need no jolly rancher for my syrup
Money callin me and i cant hit no
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Chorus
I’m a bailer
Same way I own the mailer
Own the smell up
Cook the uhh he tried to sell us
You can pick up
Couple grand and a fill up
Peel the top back
We don’t need no fucking peeler
Uncle Murder you can still get turned up
In suburbans, came in 6 levels up
I’m a flush, yellow xanny school bus
On an island, damn near spent a million plus
This them big dogs shit, get your levels up
Last time I seen a slut she had started nuttin’
I had got her to her worst we was all in public
She don't gotta do nothing first, cause she out ya budget
Verse 1
White bad shit looking like a fucking napkin
We been claspin shit that's why we always absent
Understanding
Phantom Rolls Royce is backwards
They respected us, honeycomb AP bezel
I’m just mad cuz the cameras on the front and back of us
They stay gassed up
They don’t know when it's time to mash for us
She coming fast up there
ion know when it’s time to care for her
Smoking a vegetable
I just been chopping and fucking up vegetables
Chorus
I’m a bailer
Same way I own the mailer
Own the smell up
Cook the uhh he tried to sell us
You can pick up
Couple grand and a fill up
Peel the top back
We don’t need no fucking peeler
Uncle Murder you can still get turned up
In suburbans, came in 6 levels up
I’m a flush, yellow xanny school bus
On an island, damn near spent a million plus
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I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and i didn’t have a track
Verse 1
I saw what i mean and I don't take it back
Put the waterfall on my wrist and my neck
I ain't going soft not a pimp in distress
I'm a sex symbol bitches love me to death
Since November i been buying her stuff
Ion do no renting i've been keeping it tough
She got four feelings that's the coupe and the truck
Shawty tripping I ain't do nothing to her
All i did was turn up more women
She know i’m jordan and scottie pimping
Every album got no skipping
Shawty bad aint had no chicken
Suburban her toes pretty
You a nerd I uphold the city
Ain’t no waiting I told em to hit it
You get lost hope you know the city
Betta not get caught in the wrong trenches
What’s on my wrist a million
Next week it might be a zillion
Kanye let me borrow a billion
Mediterranean buy a village
I'm surrounded by cocktails
And beautiful women to kick it with
Chorus
I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and i didn’t have a track
VERSE (21 SAVAGE)
I took her shopping in soho
I leased her nigga this yo hoe
Snatch at my chain is a no no
Get yo ass shot from the logo
I put a opp in a chokehold
They snitchin and broke, popo
Gimme a quickie she gogo
Cause i'm in a rush, jojo
Okay, buy a car and buy another one
Way too many got my brother one
Send a blitz we huddling
When its smoke they stuttering
Switch on the glock strike a pose
Im a cameraman its shuttering
Nosey niggas we butting in
Bend it over let me see something
Young FL Studio from the back im tryna beat something
I'm the type to put my boots on
he the type to run and go tweet something
I don't play bout my harddrive
Get yo ass whooped if you leak something
Niggas always tryna sneak something
Chorus
I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and i didn’t have a track
VERSE (YAK)
I’ve been this way since a lil nigga
Don’t like it then deal with it
Bool out and I chill with ya
They watching ya spider
Your favorite idol
Your favorite rival
Maniac mac
Yak with the mac
Might beat on your chest
Lil nigga relax
Tactical yeah I get radical dont it
Yeah. What’s happening.
Chorus
I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and I didn’t have a track
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Abracadabra
Diamonds blinging u cant see me like i'm casper
Take these bitches to four seasons then we wrestle
Every motherfucking season i get better
Need a ladder cuz my money in the nosebleeds
All this gold on me looking like a trophy
You from ahhhh business you wouldn’t know me
Your bitch riding my dick like she owe me
First bitch I ever hit was for a rollie
I put his nikes on my kicks like a goalie
She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginobli
And I been looking round the city since lil shorty
Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhhh
Mistress mistress tell me who my mistress is
Who the fuck is the creator of this drippin shit
Got these bitches on my dick oh yeah they milkin shit
Niggas aint double double daring cuz we drippin shit
Just a diamond in the rough
I got a bag i’m not gone tussle
Got sick and tired of showing my muscle
I’m about to take these niggas hoes
I’m making sure they’re missing
I’m blessed and I was linked in
She shutup and catch the children
I got implants not no fill ins
Gucci Louis shoes and Fendi
Made a million I was straight up off a titty
Ahhhhhh
Abracadabra
Diamonds blinging u cant see me like i'm casper
Take these bitches to four seasons then we wrestle
Every motherfucking season i get better
Need a ladder cuz my money in the nosebleeds
All this gold on me looking like a trophy
You from ahhhh business you wouldn’t know me
Your bitch riding my dick like she owe me
First bitch I ever hit was for a rollie
I put his nikes on my kicks like a goalie
She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginobli
And I been looking round the city since lil shorty
VERSE (TRAVIS SCOTT)
Abracadabra
Way the wock disappear in my …
Way i poof to the crib down from nasa
She pull up drink all my red think she dracula
Benz … kit make it faster
Way i drive the body i can crash her
Way we left the room was a disaster
She like her body plastic almost plastered
Count my money cover her in all the proceeds
Got a patek that say B this shit cost millies
In a second man
This split is 50 50 witchu bitch you silly
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Yo ex like pocahontas
Whatever happen imma get money
Im on Thriller nigga fuck my conscious
These foreign shoes fuck my bunions
We done made a hundred bands on sunday
And ain't going to magic monday
Put that dick in her ass like crunches
I came from shooting cee lo in that dungeon
I’m tired of making it rain
I’d much rather go buy me a plane
I had to call em to stop up the sink
Whole lotta ___ tried to go down the drain
First hundred thousand I went made a strain
I was riding behind Gucci in the red Mulsanne
That was back in 09 that's before the fame came
I had a check before the rap check came
I put baguettes on this shit i just blanked
I don’t… houdini
Bitch you cheated don't speak when you see me
I'm in the turbo s no gp
I'm getting head from “Cha” .. i mean CC
My nigga i aint even tryna hit Saweetie
That bitch turn me off no kizzy
I told my ex don’t call im busy
I just told my new one she gotta trust me
She love all my friends cause they love me
Everything you do, everything you say it stuck with me
Ya love for me… yeah
CHORUS
I told my brother take this watch because im vulnerable
I let her get away with murder
I told em ante up the chips because they know it’s us
I told my niggas fuck them niggas
Cause its fuck us
They want me dead
They want me dead
If i had one wish I’d bring my niggas back from the dead
Im sipping codeine
This aint no red dawg
Im up but came from the struggle ducking red dogs
VERSE (21 Savage)
I keep that fye on me everywhere
This one nigga talk on the internet but when we turn on his block he aint never there
All them lil boys be tryna act gangsta
That's why when they die i don't never care
We in the middle of summer
but nigga we stepping
This shit feel like february
Yellow diamonds they canary
Came from the bottom and i made it to the other side
Nah i aint use no fairy
Opps be smoking on niggas they aint step on
Them niggas funny jim carey
Stones in my ear they VVS certified
Bitch i can hear you clearly
Big 4L we ain't beefing about hoes
Nigga dont bring that shit near me
Leave your phone when you step
I drop the bag your secret is kept
Opps clicked up they needed some help
Got too much money I hired a chef
Get me mad enough I do it myself
Yall niggas pussy its all on your breath
Go against me that shit bad for your health
Where he stand is the same place he left
CHORUS
I told my brother take this watch because im vulnerable
I let her get away with murder
I told em ante up the clips because they know it's us
I told my niggas fuck them niggas
Cause its fuck us
They want me dead
They want me dead
If i had one wish I’d bring my niggas back from the dead
Im sipping codeine
This aint no red dawg
Im up but came from the struggle ducking red dogs
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Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’m a player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the field on a pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
Verse 1
Oh u went top off
Oh u went flintstones
Oh u took the lil rolley off
Oh u went big stones
Oh u made two extra m’s
Oh u went ringtones
Oh u went train on that bitch
Oh u went ding dong
Oh u went kingpin
Oh u went wings in
Oh u went hands on
Oh u went semen
Oh u went demon
Shootin out the demon
Oh u had came in
Now they were streaming
Hook
Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’ma player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the feel another pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
(DRAKE)
Yup, look
6 God, he a visionary
I’m the definition like the dictionary
Baby turn around, forget the missionary
If they pull up on me with some bad intentions, you gon read about it in obituary
I got more soldiers than a military
Got more stones than a cemetery
Mo strings, and y’all are February (? - unclear)
It’s getting hard to put a price on a show, can’t even pick an amount now
If a nigga really try to jam me, get jammed first like the countdown
I thank God for that flight straight from the 9 side going southbound
They say that life’s about balance baby, and the balance is in my account now
Okay, she gotta perc and a Birk
I got her twerking in Turks
She’ll probably let both of us hit
The way that she smirking at Dirk
She getting cake off the pictures she take,
I said girl if it work then it work
Fuck a wedding dress, I’m tryna murk it then skrrrrt
Hook
Ay u went flyin bentley spur
Ay u went drivin round the world
Ay u went brown like a squirrel
Ay u went Chanel pearls
Ay u went Rolls royce car
Ay u went Rolls Royce Truck
Oh u want water on all my hoes
Oh u want to line it all up
Ah I’ma player/playa it how it is
Ah I been playa for some years
Ah u tryina steal all the spill
Ah im in the feel another pill
Ay u wanna spill then lets spill
Ah u know how real niggas is
Rolls royce still Uncle Phil
Yeah , uh uh
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Bitch asked me for fame and I said no
This Bitch asked me for fame and I said no
I bought a rose gold rolley for the show
Twenty car keys eney money mo
Money on the dresser
Drive a kompressor
Twenty Four heffers
Put em on the tesla
Cream soda vanilla
Hot box whipper
Foreign car drifter
Im so realer
Super star life aint goin back to spinrilla
Two thousand now we had the hoes on macerina
Ima take a piss on the roof im iller
Hundred thousand dollars to the bitch in the middle
Big talk amazon I call em matilda
Money come in nine different ways my diamonds skittles
Hong kong she’s a bad lill nigga
Aint give no fuck I turned her mouth to a babysitter (lets go)
Sasashe, I put the model in some reeboks
The Shawty, i turn ur maybach to a tea top
Baguettes, two carrot pointers i got big rocks
I'm the only big dog big dog
Hook
Givenchy girl I bed the curb
Dis nigga tellin whats the word
Rolls royce’ll help me when i swerve
Molly to perolli yeah
Bitty bitch she wonder what the hell first
Blue divinci crip blue on my bitch pearls
I dont need no jolly rancher for my syrup
Money callin me and i cant hit no
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It’s really no way they can catch em he far gone
You gone need a couple jet lifts keep it real with niggas
Yeah the kid been passive global access
Off a mufuckin adlib
Yeah momma i done made it no more dat piff
Superspeed on the e-way the benz a cat yeah
I was caught up on something but now i'm back yeah
I just almost had threw away like eleven years
Pss pss
Aye my nigga watch em driveby
Better ride by
We get killed for a side eye
12 demand respect or else they killing til we all die
But not mines we ain’t small fries
Yeah
See one of my whips you better not run up with that rah rah
This shit in my genes, i’m really like my dada
She dont smoke but she say tonight she need a jump off
Skrrt skrrt i've been in the benz with the frog eyes
You got checks as long as I could bring the smoke out
You a vegetable now all you do is smoke out
She want me to get her ass to where it poke out
She got hips so now it's hard to grip both sides
She tryna turn up on that dick and lets get both fly
I know a real throat killer and she so shy
She got her hand in my jeans doing no jiving
I told her we’ll be at the crib in like 4 5
I don’t think it’s hard to love me
I’m tryna embrace your lifestyle baby
I’m tryna upgrade your watch and car keys
Iont floss I don’t like to floss my lifestyle
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Chorus
I’m a bailer
Same way I own the mailer
Own the smell up
Cook the uhh he tried to sell us
You can pick up
Couple grand and a fill up
Peel the top back
We don’t need no fucking peeler
Uncle Murder you can still get turned up
In suburbans, came in 6 levels up
I’m a flush, yellow xanny school bus
On an island, damn near spent a million plus
This them big dogs shit, get your levels up
Last time I seen a slut she had started nuttin’
I had got her to her worst we was all in public
She don't gotta do nothing first, cause she out ya budget
Verse 1
White bad shit looking like a fucking napkin
We been claspin shit that's why we always absent
Understanding
Phantom Rolls Royce is backwards
They respected us, honeycomb AP bezel
I’m just mad cuz the cameras on the front and back of us
They stay gassed up
They don’t know when it's time to mash for us
She coming fast up there
ion know when it’s time to care for her
Smoking a vegetable
I just been chopping and fucking up vegetables
Chorus
I’m a bailer
Same way I own the mailer
Own the smell up
Cook the uhh he tried to sell us
You can pick up
Couple grand and a fill up
Peel the top back
We don’t need no fucking peeler
Uncle Murder you can still get turned up
In suburbans, came in 6 levels up
I’m a flush, yellow xanny school bus
On an island, damn near spent a million plus
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Hellcat Kenny imma fuck yo bitch
Demon child I can get your momma rich
Got no problem getting none of ya sisters kid
Got no problem getting none of ya children lit
Hellcat kenny this a fucking jet
I've been in the trenches giving everything back
You can ask my homies and my got damn hoes
All this motherfucking money off my shows
Off of the road
Put these boys on spokes
For 50 he go broke
Hellcat the folks
Suck me out my clothes
Shawty came with force
Fuck lil homie claiming
Keep that on the porch
I just spent half a million dollars on the superbowl
I just bought a ring cost a superbowl
I just bought some lean worth a superbowl
I just flood her cream and its supersoak
I'm a big player
You got foreign spell
I came in your bed
I drink only red
Yeah, killer head
She killing shit
Fuck her man
Just telling you what the broad said
Im whipping the benz no cam on that bitch that’s all that they said
Im fucking that bitch in the lair I didn’t even know she was player
Oh that's your shrimp he dressed in armani
Oh that’s your bitch, I didn’t just wanna hit it
Im jumping the fence i came with a a-a-a
Aint nun nothing wrong with a man or a zombie aint never gone play
Cum in her crack
And she was bad
And she was snatched
Never gone cap
Fuck a dispatch
(Lil Uzi)
Pull up a map
Think you better than me then you smoke crack
I got the racks
If I go broke then she never come back
None of these niggas they spittin the facts
Fucking that bitch do it right from the back
Most of my niggas they loyal
I aint even got a lil turn in my back
Some of these niggas out here they be rats
I walk around with 3 mil in my bag
I put the birds in the back of the track
Cat on my carpet this shit not a jack
My bitch is so freaky
She begging me just to come piss in her crack
I look at her crazy i never did that
This my first time doing that and I did it
We pray to the bank because money religion
We don’t hold no grudges business is business
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Woke up in a mansions
Silk Dior pinstrip couch
Call the car man he told me meet him at the spot
Dropping off some shit you aint got
HA, Now i’m out
I done got so rich i think my cars bring me out
It ain’t bout no thot, my cars bring me out
Bentley under carport, shit got rained out
I done got so rich i think my cars bring me out
I was chillin at the spot on a bed sized couch
I wasn’t even gonna do nothin don’t care bout the sun out
Fuck you little bitty bitch only my car bring me out
I done got so rich I think my car bring me out
FUTURE
I done got so rich I let a foreign bring me out
Fuck her in the car and told her at least it cost a house
I done got so lit i promised i'll never see a drought
I don’t know the time i know my watch three hundred thousand
Changing up the climate whenever you get through im balling
Changing up my bitch now my hoes getting salty
I don’t go outside without a rifle and a 40
Taking up the drip …
Mr have his way turn a dime to a quarter
Walking with a limp i got racks all on me
private in the royce with the stars in the sky
This ain't bought a thot i let my cars bring me out
Wrap the cash up in vacuum seal it won't rot
I can bag her she want the dick cuz im toxic
I can spaz out and throw my bitch in Givenchy
That pressure baguettis make everything iconic
Homicide, make sure you stick to the script
One of a kind follow the street code…
Top of the line art i got it splashed through the crib
Freestyle off the top and i can make me an m
Chorus (Young Thug)
Woke up in a mansion
Silk Dior pinstrip couch
Call the car man he told me meet him at the spot
Dropping off some shit you aint got
HA, Now i’m out
I done got so rich i think my cars bring me out
It ain’t bout no thot, my cars bring me out
Bentley under carport, shit got rained out
I done got so rich i think my cars bring me out
VERSE 2 (YOUNG THUG)
Benz after benz im on my maybach shit
My opp got this one so i done gave it to my bitch
Got a birkin on my motherfucking wrist
Think i'm lying you can dive in this bitch just like a fish
If it still got the eyes it's a perfect dish
Give it to my kid i’m bout to eat this hoe wig
Gave her 9 racks like a motherfucking sig
If you made some mils in the pandemic then you big
Take the porsche away
Filling up a safe
Got the buggati
Fuck a pool party
Pouring weed in her pussy like im bob marley
All my dogs got AK’s we don’t do no barking
Nigga put me out
So i bought the shop
I put my cars in this bitch now its a parking spot
We had more oil in the city back when it was a drought
They thought i got rid of it I had brang the wraithy out
Future
Living legitimate im swerving in a foreign car
Cheetah print leather goyard
It ain't bought a thot i let this money …
I took 200 on the dash to the moon
I done got so rich fucked 2 bitches in the coupe
Im paranoid hundred rounds on me too
It aint no cap in my rap i got proof
Took me a nap and had on 3 mil in jewels
Chorus (Young Thug)
Woke up in a mansion
Silk Dior pinstrip couch
Call the car man he told me meet him at the spot
Dropping off some shit you aint got
HA, Now i’m out
I done got so rich i think my cars bring me out
It ain’t bout no thot, my cars bring me out
Bentley under carport, shit got rained out
I done got so rich i think my cars bring me out
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Woahhhh
How the fuck you out here goi g tit for tat
I should've saw the signs, how could i miss that
Soon as im fresh out the box like a tic tac
We having sex soon as i get my bitch back
It aint gone be sexy when i get my lick back
Im about to mop up some boys its custodian time
My and my thoughts is the loneliest time
Dont tell me about loyalty show me this time
Dont tell me about loyalty show me this time
Business is business you owe me this time
Slime on your head nickelodeon time
Ohhhhhh
Parade on bleveland soon as i get home
Im coming home
Im coming home
All the dogs, all the lifers
All the … all the …
Parade, parade on bleveland soon as i get home
You all ready know
You already know
“Business is Business”
Spider back, i'm a big dog you a cat
How is that, you was ever in the format
Honey bun, on the bed yeah a hunnid racks
Suns up nah I ain’t sleep still countin stacks
Hands down yeah the big dog coming back
Think you good? Nigga pants down you smoking crack
Micheal Khor rollie mmmmm nah Micheal jackson
Back in like 40 days 40 seconds
Back end after back end like im trapping
Actually i've been trapped in
But i took a black bitch to beverly hills now she white Michael jackson
After we fucked she told her friends bitch its crackin
Made a jail call to your bitch she say you down
You a bug in the grass finna get ate by my cow
Im just living my life on a jet riding around
Two hoes with me one white the other one bobby brown
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Yeah
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Yeah
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
Business is business
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That's my buddy buddy
Drinking on the muddy
Pass it all off to the dogs let em cut it
Make sure you make her experience her nutty
Put that dick all in her ribs and her gutty
Drinking Kid Cudi
Acting all slutty
In front company
Trayvon hoodie
Know its all goodie
Don Juan pimping
Bitch its black tees hoodies
Du rag business
Looking all boogie
But saving all your cookies
Act to the right
Red for the rookies
Ass on the right
And on the left
Bunch of wealthy rich guys
Like ourselves hey
And you was supposed to call me back
But i'm glad you didn’t cause i got busy
I just got a call one of my brothers got whacked
It was time to rise leave the sticks and the masks
You know if i pass you wont get a call back
I wont hit you back, you never couldve imagined
Round of applause you think you winning the battle
Momma say she look in my eyes she see a casket
Daddy said he look in my eyes he see a bastard
I look in his eyes and I see a future pastor
Funny niggas tryna be cool you a actor
No i don't wanna lose so I casper
I was rocking jimmy choos on my first tour
I still was thinking like a fool on my first tour
Now i'm on my worst tour
CHORUS
That's my buddy buddy
Drinking on the muddy
Pass it all off to the dogs let up cut it
Make sure you make her experience her nutty
Put that dick all in her ribs and her gutty
Drinking Kid Cudi
Acting all slutty
In front company
Trayvon hoodie
Know its all goodie
Don Juan pimping
Bitch its black tees hoodies
Du rag business
Looking all boogie
But saving all your cookies
Act to the right
Red for the rookies
Ass on the right
And on the left
Bunch of wealthy rich guys
Like ourselves hey
VERSE 2 (Bslime)
Rich Steppa lets begin I got a million on the coast.
1000 bet 1000 shoot it all Im betting on ceelo
Cash prize,let her cash it in ain’t left leave her with a note.
Never bit the hand that feed niggas and never ever told.
Palm angel with the vibes we like to swap out.
Drop top we pushing P she got the cock out,
Sharing bank rolls they brought the props out.
Ain’t no switching side I’m with the guys til I pass out
VERSE 3 (Lil Got It)
Now they say they feeling us in reality they ain't big as us
Fuck her every night I know fasho she catch many nuts
Cali distro sending boxes through just like it's Pizza Hut
Put it on they eat it up
Flooded diamonds my pieces up
Drop the top you smell me in the wind
I been feelin like a Di when I tell 'em spin
Run up all these millions so I went copped ma that Benz
Longlive my fuckin brada that's my rolli that's my twin ( KEED)
CHORUS
That's my buddy buddy
Drinking on the muddy
Pass it all off to the dogs let up cut it
Make sure you make her experience her nutty
Put that dick all in her ribs and her gutty
Drinking kid cudi
Acting all slutty
In front company
Trayvon hoodie
Know its all goodie
Don Juan pimping
Bitch its black tees hoodies
Du rag business
Looking all boogie
But saving all your cookies
Act to the right
Red for the rookies
Ass on the right
And on the left
Bunch of wealthy rich guys
Like ourselves hey
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Yo ex like pocahontas
Whatever happen imma get money
Im on Thriller nigga fuck my conscious
These foreign shoes fuck my bunions
We done made a hundred bands on sunday
And ain't going to magic monday
Put that dick in her ass like crunches
I came from shooting cee lo in that dungeon
I’m tired of making it rain
I’d much rather go buy me a plane
I had to call em to stop up the sink
Whole lotta ___ tried to go down the drain
First hundred thousand I went made a strain
I was riding behind Gucci in the red Mulsanne
That was back in 09 that's before the fame came
I had a check before the rap check came
I put baguettes on this shit i just blanked
I don’t… houdini
Bitch you cheated don't speak when you see me
I'm in the turbo s no gp
I'm getting head from “Cha” .. i mean CC
My nigga i aint even tryna hit Saweetie
That bitch turn me off no kizzy
I told my ex don’t call im busy
I just told my new one she gotta trust me
She love all my friends cause they love me
Everything you do, everything you say it stuck with me
Ya love for me… yeah
CHORUS
I told my brother take this watch because im vulnerable
I let her get away with murder
I told em ante up the chips because they know it’s us
I told my niggas fuck them niggas
Cause its fuck us
They want me dead
They want me dead
If i had one wish I’d bring my niggas back from the dead
Im sipping codeine
This aint no red dawg
Im up but came from the struggle ducking red dogs
VERSE (21 Savage)
I keep that fye on me everywhere
This one nigga talk on the internet but when we turn on his block he aint never there
All them lil boys be tryna act gangsta
That's why when they die i don't never care
We in the middle of summer
but nigga we stepping
This shit feel like february
Yellow diamonds they canary
Came from the bottom and i made it to the other side
Nah i aint use no fairy
Opps be smoking on niggas they aint step on
Them niggas funny jim carey
Stones in my ear they VVS certified
Bitch i can hear you clearly
Big 4L we ain't beefing about hoes
Nigga dont bring that shit near me
Leave your phone when you step
I drop the bag your secret is kept
Opps clicked up they needed some help
Got too much money I hired a chef
Get me mad enough I do it myself
Yall niggas pussy its all on your breath
Go against me that shit bad for your health
Where he stand is the same place he left
CHORUS
I told my brother take this watch because im vulnerable
I let her get away with murder
I told em ante up the clips because they know it's us
I told my niggas fuck them niggas
Cause its fuck us
They want me dead
They want me dead
If i had one wish I’d bring my niggas back from the dead
Im sipping codeine
This aint no red dawg
Im up but came from the struggle ducking red dogs
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I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and i didn’t have a track
Verse 1
I saw what i mean and I don't take it back
Put the waterfall on my wrist and my neck
I ain't going soft not a pimp in distress
I'm a sex symbol bitches love me to death
Since November i been buying her stuff
Ion do no renting i've been keeping it tough
She got four feelings that's the coupe and the truck
Shawty tripping I ain't do nothing to her
All i did was turn up more women
She know i’m jordan and scottie pimping
Every album got no skipping
Shawty bad aint had no chicken
Suburban her toes pretty
You a nerd I uphold the city
Ain’t no waiting I told em to hit it
You get lost hope you know the city
Betta not get caught in the wrong trenches
What’s on my wrist a million
Next week it might be a zillion
Kanye let me borrow a billion
Mediterranean buy a village
I'm surrounded by cocktails
And beautiful women to kick it with
Chorus
I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and i didn’t have a track
VERSE (21 SAVAGE)
I took her shopping in soho
I leased her nigga this yo hoe
Snatch at my chain is a no no
Get yo ass shot from the logo
I put a opp in a chokehold
They snitchin and broke, popo
Gimme a quickie she gogo
Cause i'm in a rush, jojo
Okay, buy a car and buy another one
Way too many got my brother one
Send a blitz we huddling
When its smoke they stuttering
Switch on the glock strike a pose
Im a cameraman its shuttering
Nosey niggas we butting in
Bend it over let me see something
Young FL Studio from the back im tryna beat something
I'm the type to put my boots on
he the type to run and go tweet something
I don't play bout my harddrive
Get yo ass whooped if you leak something
Niggas always tryna sneak something
Chorus
I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and i didn’t have a track
VERSE (YAK)
I’ve been this way since a lil nigga
Don’t like it then deal with it
Bool out and I chill with ya
They watching ya spider
Your favorite idol
Your favorite rival
Maniac mac
Yak with the mac
Might beat on your chest
Lil nigga relax
Tactical yeah I get radical dont it
Yeah. What’s happening.
Chorus
I’m in this bitch yeah I’m back
I hit the club owner up he can come with the racks
Float round the town with a sack
You snatch at my chain I bet you I get that shit back
I pull up and finger her cat
I’m a big dog hit the store get to blowing them racks
I’m in a golf cart rocking spider like dat
Nigga rich as fuck ion know where he was at
Ran a doggie train and I didn’t have a track
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Verse 1
When I was just hustling broke
Didn’t nobody see me through it
Word to my mother niggas knew it
But I still went through it
Snooze then you loose
Guess I snoozed cause I still went through it
Cried bout that Bentley coupe
Ohh, man i still went through it
Now i run my millions up
Niggas wondered how he do it
When i run my mills up
Bet nobody see me do it
Last album deal up
Labels tryna see me through it
Shawty put them M’s up
Niggas thought he really blew it
Chorus
Now I keep a “S” on my chest baby
I saved the world in a dress baby
Paranoid them demons want my flesh baby
Fell in love with Sippin the tech baby
I just wanna hustle the best baby
Keep the Money close i dont trust baby
Ran up on it, told you I was gone bust baby
Tryna keep it going when i nut baby
Verse 2
Say you don't love me you better look me in my eyes
Tried to play me your face looked surprised
I told day 1 I was gonna find out
Heard bout you sneaking bringing niggas in your house
I feed the block I make em hustle get your crumbs up
We know you freaked out lil bitch you can’t tongue us
She broke my heart and basically told me get my lungs up
Ever since then I won't love again
She tried to tell me I wasn’t him
My self confidence bought a rim
Got a few brothers in the pen
Now that they green dots in
They got chains on and iphoned up
Hublots on and their prezzi diamond cut up
He ready to get it on dont want to talk bout love
They blades 7 feet they say they ate that up
Couple niggas with me say they face that up
They going head first no time to ask whatsup
That's the definition of
you love me, you trust me, you fuck with me
The time come you crying and you gone
Chorus
Now I keep a “S” on my chest baby
I saved the world in a dress baby
Paranoid them demons want my flesh baby
Fell in love with Sippin the tech baby
I just wanna hustle the best baby
Keep the Money close i dont trust baby
Last album deal up, labels tryna see me through it
Shawty put them M’s up, Niggas thought he really blew it
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Yeah
Metro Thuggin
Long overdue
No Cap
No Bap, Slatt
I don’t care nothing about this superstardom shit
on God
Chorus
Maserati skrrt mash off
Throw some tint on get some rims drink some mad dog
Richer than I ever been I don’t wanna know no cost
I told my bitch if she dont win the imma drop her off
I’ll knock her friend out the park but aint top golf
I’m loving the pop off (Loving it)
I put the suede on the head
The seats are hot sauce
Spend a few racks and they mad
Yeah I’m a top dog
Got two maybachs the one with the lid (on god)
And the one with the top off (on god)
Verse 1
Now if you look up under my wrist you’ll see a bunch of racks
Got big baguettes on my neck and i got my hoochie back
Like donald trump on my account I got my billions up (swear)
First thing i did was make sure that my whole family up
Spotted a helicopter and i swerve off on the block
This is a lambo it just can't go up to any shop (skrrt)
I’m never stopping and I keep a big ol M tucked (on god)
I showed her Dr. Miami now she got her titties and her tummy tucked
Pour ohh drank til we throw up
Woah woah, let's go up on these drugs
Woah woah baby girl I don’t know her
Would she let me fuck her
I got money I just wanna fuck her
Caramel skin I make her supper
Drank a four or a six everytime I pour out the syrup
Suck a nigga dick and you can get ya a purse
Chorus
Maserati skrrt mash off (hey)
Throw some tint on get some rims drink some mad dog (lets go)
Richer than I ever been I don’t wanna know no cost
I told my bitch if she don't win then imma drop her off (swear)
I’ll knock her friend out the park but aint Top Golf
I’m loving the pop off
I put the suede on the head
The seats are hot sauce (woo!)
Spend a few racks and they mad
Yeah I’m a top dog
Got two maybachs the one with the lid
And the one with the top off
Verse 2
Tell me what you see when you just see a nigga like me
Tell me what you see when you could see a nigga like me
Tell me what you thinking when you think a nigga like me
Tell me how you balance when you planking on a milli
I’m happy about you
Baby tell me how you been
And I, just wanna tell you that I miss the way you
Suck it, fuck it, lovin’
Me and my buddies, cousins, yeah yeah
Baby pop that pussy
I just want exotic weed
Biscotti and cookies
I just print a thousand sheets of paper then I kush it (swear)
Used to have a thousand pieces of mud on my hoodie (woo!)
Now i keep a hundred thousand large in my hoodie (woo!)
And I still got a thousand bitches yeah
Ain't ashamed to tell you that I got her out of tootsies
She’s snorting Machine Gun Kelly, she got a machine gun with thousands of bullet
Chorus
Maserati skrrt mash off (hey!)
Throw some tint on get some rims drink some mad dog (lets go!)
Richer than I ever been I don’t wanna know no cost
I told my bitch if she don't win then imma drop her off (swear)
I’ll knock her friend out the park but aint Top Golf
I’m loving the pop off
I put the suede on the head (where)
The seats are hot sauce (woo!)
Spend a few racks and they mad
Yeah I’m a top dog
Got two maybachs the one with the lid (man what)
And the one with the top off (on god)
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(Man fuck that, fuck that)
Coming out of Joneboro south (Aye)
Niggas having golds, all through their mouth
Lifetime goals (woo)
Running through the roof (whaw)
Pulling out the ghost (grah)
Make a nigga poof (grah)
Niggas talking shit but
What is it to do (Ha)
I knew his big homie nigga and I got the proof (woo)
My spot is a army base, and I got the proof (whatup)
Send my bitch on vacay, put her in a coupe(blddd, blddd, blddd)
Change the channel I don’t want to see none of these pussy niggas (Nah)
I been fucking niggas bitches and getting plenty figures (woo)
On the road to riches and got the realists with us (skrrt)
Slaughter gang with me niggas knives not a scissors (hugh)
Street nigga with a bunch of lives like a tigger (yeah)
Yall niggas just a bunch of dikes fucking niggas (pshh)
Nigga told and he was my homie I can’t miss em’ (Nah)
Aint nobody feel em
Chorus
Tell me whatcha seen, whatcha saw
I done ran it up
I guessing which broad
Imma take her home tonight
I’m tryna see who I’m taking home tonight (yeahh)
I seen the junky get shot at the light (yeahhh)
The got to arguing over a new crack pipe (yeahh- eh -eh)
I called the seamstress my pants ain’t tight enough
None of my bitches tell my I’m not man enough
What the fuck wrong with these broke ass niggas, yuh (yeah)
Verse 2
I told em tear it down
Imma think you pocket watching don’t look at my pants now
My diamonds louder than a fucking ambulance now
Ask the bitch from the sideline stand now
Running through the projects
Ducking all the broads got a knot in my pocket
A knot in my draws
Take off like a rocket with 13 broads (yeah)
Bricks in the attic put the racks in the walls (yeah)
No need to talk to me I’m big dog (yeah)
I roll the windows up (yeah)
And now they knowing us
I’m no beginner yeah
I told her giddyup
We ran a train on her
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Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci (Gucci Grocery Bag)
Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci (Rock em’ motherfuckers)
Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci
Gucci Pucci
Gucci Gucci Pucci (Hunned racks aye)
Chorus
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (Take that)
Skeet off on when I mash on ‘em (skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
I didn’t have a choice but to skeet off when I mash on ‘em (skrrt)
Yeah Yeah
I got a Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin a gucci grocery bag (Yeahhh)
I done skate off when I mash (Skrrt, skrrt skrrt skrtttt)
I done skate off when I mash on ‘em
Aint tryna fuck witcha daddy (uh uh)
I don’t see em’ like a nasty boy (Lets go)
Verse 1
I was in a jag boy
Diamonds all colors like a fag boy (phew)
I was in a fast car
2 on the dash went to dashin’ boy (skrrt)
Ion wanna clash boy
Boy you bet not touch this shag boy (lets go)
I was sippin act
Niggas down bad (lets go)
Bought the same whip huh
Imma get in it and crash
Cougar pussy wit me mohawk Roscoe Dash (Dash)
Keep the money out the big vault pay my taxes (Lets go)
I can go trackhawk, I can go lambo, i can go caddy (Let’s go)
Chorus
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Rockin’ a Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (Come on)
Skeet off on when I mash on ‘em (skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
I didn’t have a choice but to skeet off when I mash on ‘em (skrrt)
Yeah Yeah
I got a Gucci grocery bag (Gucci)
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Gucci grocery bag
Rockin a gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
I done skate off when I mash
I done skate off when I mash on ‘em (skrrt)
Aint tryna fuck witcha daddy (uh uh)
I don’t see em’ like a nasty boy (Yah)
Verse 2
I V12 all my whips and now they text me boy (Woo woo)
Imma change her name to Williams like she Wendy (Lets go)
Pocket full of white people like Denny’s boy (Yeah)
Too much money coming in for me to be empty (Yah yah)
Peep the rollie she rock the same color as her panty (Yahh)
Peep the Gshock size AP the biggie (The big one)
Diamond multicolor like a sissy (Sissy)
Can’t believe it’s butter yellow diamonds (Yeahh)
I told my shawty “shawty she so righteous” (So righteous)
Whatever she want, told her do it like she Nike
I ran this money up til I got lightheaded (Lightheaded)
You niggas servin’ and beggin’
My diamonds moving they need ritalin (So righteous)
Sent the rolls gold knife in the penitentiary
Money and diamonds cover me I’m a lick yeah (Lightheaded)
Paralyze you in this drip, shit cuz I’m a pimp yeah
Chorus
Gucci grocery bag (Aye)
Rockin’ a Gucci grocery bag (Lets go)
Gucci grocery bag (woah woah)
Rockin’ that Gucci grocery bag (rockin this Gucci Pucci)
Skeet off on when I mash on ‘em (Gucci Pucci, skrrt skrrt)
I didn’t have a choice but to skeet off when I mash on ‘em (Pucci, yeah)
Yeah Yeah (Yeah)
I got a Gucci grocery bag (Gucci)
Gucci grocery bag (Pucci)
Gucci grocery bag (Pucci)
Rockin a gucci grocery bag (Pucci)
I done skate off when I mash (Skrrt skrrt skrrrt)
I done skate off when I mash on ‘em
Aint tryna fuck witcha daddy (No)
I don’t see em’ like a nasty boy
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LYRICS
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
My career 'bout to blast like bubbly
I'm not waitin' for her to say she love me
I can tell she'll fuck any man, trust me
I got a ten-year-old mink still ain't fuzzy
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ridin' in the Porsche, rockin' Tom Ford
I ball at Barneys, new Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
She lick while I'm driving', I'm stainin' the floor
I took it off track, now I'm ridin' in sport (Yeah)
You stay in your feelings, you never my boy
I can't come to the hood, I pull a decoy
Another body drop, and they screaming my name
I'm goin' to LA on a private plane
Could never come back and my family straight (Grrah)
Untouchable, know, I'm too rich and too paid
Skeleton Cartier, black diamonds face
Pull up too deep like a fuckin' parade
Old jealous-ass niggas tryna fuck up my pay (Ha)
Blast off, Rolls Royce Cullinan rain (Broke niggas)
I put baguettes in my wrist and my neck and my ears and my motherfuckin' chains (Chains)
This drip out the trenches, I know you gon' dig it, I come through this motherfucker plain (Woah)
I cut up my wrist, soakin' wet (Yeah)
And Coachella keep callin', they won't see the face
I took her to China and changed up her climate and now she ain't talkin' the same (Woah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Five nights up, still poppin' and ragin'
And the SVR still lookin' deranged (Yeah)
I want her, she wanted the same
And them both, same time, both glad that they came (It's lit)
Keep me a vibe, but can't keep it contained
Know I keep me some dawgs, always keep 'em in training (Oh)
Tat' a logo on the back of my brain
Don't ask me what the fuck am I thinkin'
Back of these walls, I'm full of that drank
Eric came through with a little entertainment (It's lit)
829, got her lookin' like space
Houston it's a problem when we bust in her face and shit
I came with the snakes no squids (Straight up)
I broke out the game with a 4-5-6
She lovin' the fest', I see it
She lovin' the fest' (Straight up, straight up)
Yeah, I sit on her face, and I'm lovin' that body
And lacin', I love you, lil' Spider and Drake
Yeah, I know you got taste, if you love you some, take shots with me
If I love you, I'll drop you a pin to a time and a place (Wait)
Beat Switch
[Verse 3: Drake]
YSL'll put a nigga six feet
I ain't beggin' when I tell a bitch, "Please"
Me and lil' Thugger on fleek
Now that lil' ho wanna meet, ayy
What, what, what, what?
Fuck her on beat
OVO life not cheap
I'm a young boy too T'd
Wire just hit my account, never seen that amount, oh God, I'm geeked
Been on the charts for five hundred weeks, so somebody love when I speak
Doin' this shit just to show we get down in the 6ix, man, it's bigger than me
Texas ranch so big, that shit is perfect for the dippin'
I don't care how wet I get her, she won't catch me s—
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ride in the Porsche, rockin' Tom Ford
Rockin' her bed and the headboard
What, what, what, what?
Buying out Louis and Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
Park at the regular airport
You stay in your feelings, was never my boy
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LYRICS
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
My career 'bout to blast like bubbly
I'm not waitin' for her to say she love me
I can tell she'll fuck any man, trust me
I got a ten-year-old mink still ain't fuzzy
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ridin' in the Porsche, rockin' Tom Ford
I ball at Barneys, new Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
She lick while I'm driving', I'm stainin' the floor
I took it off track, now I'm ridin' in sport (Yeah)
You stay in your feelings, you never my boy
I can't come to the hood, I pull a decoy
Another body drop, and they screaming my name
I'm goin' to LA on a private plane
Could never come back and my family straight (Grrah)
Untouchable, know, I'm too rich and too paid
Skeleton Cartier, black diamonds face
Pull up too deep like a fuckin' parade
Old jealous-ass niggas tryna fuck up my pay (Ha)
Blast off, Rolls Royce Cullinan rain (Broke niggas)
I put baguettes in my wrist and my neck and my ears and my motherfuckin' chains (Chains)
This drip out the trenches, I know you gon' dig it, I come through this motherfucker plain (Woah)
I cut up my wrist, soakin' wet (Yeah)
And Coachella keep callin', they won't see the face
I took her to China and changed up her climate and now she ain't talkin' the same (Woah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Five nights up, still poppin' and ragin'
And the SVR still lookin' deranged (Yeah)
I want her, she wanted the same
And them both, same time, both glad that they came (It's lit)
Keep me a vibe, but can't keep it contained
Know I keep me some dawgs, always keep 'em in training (Oh)
Tat' a logo on the back of my brain
Don't ask me what the fuck am I thinkin'
Back of these walls, I'm full of that drank
Eric came through with a little entertainment (It's lit)
829, got her lookin' like space
Houston it's a problem when we bust in her face and shit
I came with the snakes no squids (Straight up)
I broke out the game with a 4-5-6
She lovin' the fest', I see it
She lovin' the fest' (Straight up, straight up)
Yeah, I sit on her face, and I'm lovin' that body
And lacin', I love you, lil' Spider and Drake
Yeah, I know you got taste, if you love you some, take shots with me
If I love you, I'll drop you a pin to a time and a place (Wait)
Beat Switch
[Verse 3: Drake]
YSL'll put a nigga six feet
I ain't beggin' when I tell a bitch, "Please"
Me and lil' Thugger on fleek
Now that lil' ho wanna meet, ayy
What, what, what, what?
Fuck her on beat
OVO life not cheap
I'm a young boy too T'd
Wire just hit my account, never seen that amount, oh God, I'm geeked
Been on the charts for five hundred weeks, so somebody love when I speak
Doin' this shit just to show we get down in the 6ix, man, it's bigger than me
Texas ranch so big, that shit is perfect for the dippin'
I don't care how wet I get her, she won't catch me s—
Three-twenty-five on the dashboard
Ride in the Porsche, rockin' Tom Ford
Rockin' her bed and the headboard
What, what, what, what?
Buying out Louis and Christian Dior
I took the jet to the New York store
Park at the regular airport
You stay in your feelings, was never my boy
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LYRICS
[Intro: Nate Ruess]
No, I'm not tryin'
To be the last thing you see when you turn your light off
You makin' me feel some feel
But I know that it's wrong
Can't you see?
It's not who I wanna be, yeah
[Chorus: Nate Ruess]
'Cause I love you more than anything
Oh, I love you more than anything
'Cause I love you more than anything
Oh, I love you more than anything
[Verse: Young Thug with Nate Ruess]
Hoping you call 'bout anything
I love when you call me about anything
I love how you don't doubt anything
Like I said, get anything
'Cause I love the way you call my phone
And texting me, "Good morning"
Two shots of Patrón, and we sexing to the morning
Hate when you don't cum, you done told a nigga it's corny
Walking around with an attitude, I'm supposed to be at a party
Girl you know I love you, ain't disrespect whenever I'm tardy
Walking around with a shopping cart, we tearing down Barney's
Oh, girl, I want you badly
[Chorus: Nate Ruess & Young Thug]
'Cause I love you more than anything (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh, I love you more than anything (Love you more than anything, anything)
'Cause I love you more than anything (Oh yeah, oh, oh)
Oh, I love you more than anything (More than any, more than anything)
[Bridge: Gunna with Nate Ruess]
Don't ask about petty things
Don't have to beg, she get anything
I love her bad, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
[Chorus: Nate Ruess & Young Thug]
'Cause I love you more than anything
Oh, I love you more than anything (Love you more than anything, anything)
'Cause I love you more than anything (Oh yeah, oh, oh)
Oh, I love you more than anything (More than any, more than anything)
[Outro: Gunna]
(Metro)
Oh, yes, I love you, I adore you
Put you up, I want more for you
Have my heart, I hold you close
I won't let go of you
You the definition of loyal, and I know it's true
I give my heart to you
Hope you know it’s not love lost
‘Cause I love you
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LYRICS
[Verse]
This is what you need, need (Ayy)
I came with plenty (racks)
This is what you need
Wear my heart (Heart), on my sleeve (Hey)
Sit me down, baby, tell me what it is
Cross my heart the door ajar unless it's Bentley
Say you wanna turn my back, don't go knock on my dawg door (Yeah, yeah)
I'm makin' love to shawty, oh (Yeah)
Hey sis, spendin’ it up
Okay, you beat your cases and you don't have to sell the can now (Sell the can now)
And that fuckin' ring look like the Grand Slam (Woah)
Oh, I'ma have to take a Bentley jet to transit (Woah)
Eat us some lobsters, just the bros, I left the hoes out
Lost thirty million this year and that's with the shows out (Woah)
I told 'em put the rest of it up, we got to hold out
Got a few opp bitches tryna figure out where my show spot
Them racists pockets, full of big faces
Get'cha paid quick
Walk up on 'em and just face it (Bah)
Open cases, guess they thought I was something to play with (Woo)
Watch me falsetto out in Vegas with your lady (Woo)
Tryna rob, your chances are slimmer than Shady (Yeah)
She got her hair long with the Maison’s on, no basic (Oh yeah, yeah)
She got me thinkin' everybody 'round me cheatin' (Yeah)
These niggas basic, they need to face it
I'ma turn off the light
Lil' shawty is you breathin'?
Tell me if you caught a fever
Strictly fuckin' up every season (Oh)
I took a roxy and it changed me
I took her out, she know the pain, baby
You a hard-headed nigga, yeah
Fuck all that though
No back and forth with the mob ‘bout them nothin' ass hoes
No back and forth with the mob ‘bout your ratchet ass hoe
I hope you plan on growin' up with your ratchet ass, yeah
[Outro]
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah/La-la-la, la-la-la
Ooh, ooh, na-na
I don't wanna get no crown
Blessed with her heartaches
My heart gone
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Yeah, (Ooh no)
Yeah, (Ooh no)
Yeah, (Ohh no)
Yeah, Yeah, (Ohh no)
Tell me, (ooh no)
Say, (ooh no)
[Verse 1]
Moncler coat 'cause i'm the coldest out
I had 20 thousand pints sealed in a drought
12 bend the corner, me and the dogs gettin' out
Got twenty-seven colors, this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman, out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you rocking, big ol’ Pateks rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist, it's like my main bitch toes
I cropped the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots to recess for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of ‘em brats
[Chorus]
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I told it to my dawgs, I taught ‘em fish
Fuck over opps, they can't see shit like this
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock this ain't no red
[Verse 2]
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh she rockin' big aces
A pussy nigga wish he could trade places
I told a nigga "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pine cone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
[Bridge]
I be countin' money all night long
And to my dogs who can't fall off no more
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a barbie
[Chorus]
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I told it to my dawgs, I taught ‘em fish
Fuck over opps, they can't see shit like this
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock this ain't no red
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LYRICS
[Intro]
(Taurus)
I don't believe ya
When you say you're different
(Taurus)
'Cause I heard it all before
Yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Half a million, got insurance on my watch
Half a million, I went got me some insurance on my wrist
I told lil' ma "Be careful bitch, this all on my expense"
I told her "Watch the wheels on the Bent', cause' it ain't rented"
Talk about that bitch, oh I got plenty
I'm talkin' bout a lot, like a million bucks in pennies
These pussies riding waves, so why they motherfuckin' spending?
And my diamonds black like spades, and I'm smilin' and grinnin'
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
My mama told me "Pick up the phone"
I got a call from the label sayin', "It's coming in strong"
I just called up my old lady, told her "Go pick what you want"
I put these racks on your potatoes, your tomatoes get gone
She ask me who I am when she see me?
I'm just that nigga wit' that million dollar tepee
I came from nothin' but that ain't how the world see me
I'm kinda happy I guess that's how the girls skeet me
I told my nigga "Don't be worried 'bout no CeCe"
I'ma have your shit together by your B-day
I told him just don't go outside or be no cheapskate
I wanna see you on the building out on Peachtree
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Half a million, got insurance on my watch
Half a million, I went got me some insurance on my wrist
I told lil' ma "Be careful bitch, this all on my expense"
I told her "Watch the wheels on the Bent', cause' it ain't rented"
Talk about that bitch, oh I got plenty
I'm talkin' bout a lot, like a million bucks in pennies
These pussies riding waves, so why they motherfuckin' spending?
And my diamonds black like spades, and I'm smilin' and grinnin'
[Verse 2: Gunna]
I'm puttin' a trackin' chip inside my watch
I'm rich with felons, ain't no tellin', I can never be a cop
Set the Forgi's on Pirelli, it got me swervin' dodging pots
My investor done invested all my extras in the stocks
How I make it through the killings?
How I'm here to see the vision?
Save until that money rot
I stack it to the ceiling
Give 'em everything you got
Shoot it fully til' its empty
Let 'em know "Don't ever tempt me"
Well respected in the city (huh)
Money grown I had to grab my Lamborghini out
Rich on my own, I brought it home and now my family proud
I got some tucked away in case we get a rainy cloud
We poured a couple eighths today, I woke up on a cloud
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Half a million, got insurance on my watch
Half a million, I went got me some insurance on my wrist
I told lil' ma "Be careful bitch, this all on my expense"
I told her "Watch the wheels on the Bent', cause' it ain't rented"
Talk about that bitch, oh I got plenty
I'm talkin' bout a lot, like a million bucks in pennies
These pussies riding waves, so why they motherfuckin' spending?
And my diamonds black like spades, and I'm smilin' and grinnin'
[Outro]
I don't believe ya
When you say you're different
(Taurus)
'Cause I heard it all before
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[Chorus]
(Show me that I'm done, I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah)
Ain't no more reminiscin'
Ain't no more judging', no intuition
(Tell me why I'm livin', why am I remaining here?)
I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen
I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling
[Verse 1]
Drop a body, and you wouldn't have to pay for lunch
I told my dawg I'm ridin' whether he right or wrong
I done got big, they record my life through a drone
I told my bitch to stand behind me, I'm in my zone
She like, "How the fuck you ain't never wrote a song?"
Same reason your fine ass ain't never wore a thong
You ain't ridin' for life, then I'd just rather ride alone
Bought you a spot, now you don't ever gotta go
Yeah, I told my nigga I'ma drop the jewels on him
You gotta go through this shit here with your heart, you can't snooze on it
It's bad, you better get rid of it or lose on it
I know you heard that old saying about bad fruit, homie
Huh, if you can't beat 'em, knock it out 'em
Huh, if you gon' kill 'em, better not be sloppy
I told my daughter, "Keep one in the head," she ain't gotta cock it
I told my son if he wanted to live, he might catch a body
I told my son he ain't a cheerleader but he might gotta catch a body
His driver named Joe, but he still can't do it sloppy
I just hopped up out that Ghost, I been drivin' a dead body
I ain't really into nothin', but I spend it like a hobby
I was locked inside the trap, didn't think about it, but I got out it
And my cars and clothes exotic
Ain't 6ix9ine, but two hoes with me right now, you can call me Shotti
I been droppin' all my Vicks and now the FBI won't stop me
Got this shit on fire like Takis, nigga, woah, woah
[Chorus]
(Show me that I'm done, I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah)
Ain't no more reminiscin'
Ain't no more judging', no intuition
(Tell me why I'm livin', why am I remaining here?)
I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen
I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling
[Verse 2]
Yeah, they complimenting my new Rolls Royce
TV in the front of that motherfucker like a tour bus
Spirit of ecstasy got me feelin' so blessed, you see
I told my bitch I was 'bout to go shoot up Treaster Tree
Half a million dollars on my dawgs and all my cars
Couple millions to my mama and my pa
Got the sniper on the roof for niggas tryna act hard
I just bought a brand new coupe, and it's a black Jaguar
Matte black, old Trans Am, thank you, ma'am
We gon' make us a porn star video, new cam
I came up just watchin' my pop gamble my food stamps
I just cause cramps, I don't go back and forth with tramps
Baby, we stamped, just for that, I'ma call you "Ma'am"
Got that T-Rex, I just gave my daddy the Cam
I got the sheets wet
Pick that lil' bitch up, then I slam her like I'm from B-X
Then I fold her up like a crown, yeah
It was dark, then I came to the light
I was poor, and now my doors suicide
I don't know how to make it right, right
Got four Birkins for you, keep it light, light
I don't care about you leaving me
I got no time to try to make it right
I just hope you find another life
Won’t pick you up if you ever fall, right? (Woah, woah, woah)
[Chorus]
(Show me that I'm done, I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah)
Ain't no more reminiscin'
Ain't no more judging', no intuition
(Tell me why I'm livin', why am I remaining here?)
I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen
I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling
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LYRICS
[Chorus]
I fucked her the first night, and then I never called again
Next time lil' shawty seen me, I was ridin' with her friend
This alligator Kelly, not the Stacey, please
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
[Post-Chorus 1]
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Hopped out the Lamborghini, and she ate me
All this water on my sleeve, I need a jet ski (Yes sir)
[Verse 1]
Hopped off a Delta to a private jet (Hopped off)
Hopped out, Beretta, then I shot his neck (Grah)
Green face AP, I'm 'bout to call it Shrek (Green, green)
Throw me a baddie, then I caught the catch (Go)
How you don’t hate the game and hate me? (Me)
Lot of flaw and misconceptions what it be (Yeah)
I done came back from the dust, wipe off the leaves (Yeah)
I don't want none of these sluts from off the streets
[Chorus]
I fucked her the first night, and then I never called again
Next time lil' shawty seen me, I was ridin' with her friend
This alligator Kelly, not the Stacey, please
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
[Post-Chorus 2]
This baby blue Rolls Royce done made lil' shawty drop her jaw
A nigga gettin' so big, I gotta get drove 'round by the law
Got tattoos up her sleeve, we on a shoppin' spree
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
[Verse 2]
I just left the Cullinan up at Copper Cove (Skrrt-skrrt)
Rolls Royce sittin' on my wrist, and, yes, it plain gold (Oh, oh)
I told that bitch, "Don't fall for that lil' chainsaw" (Oh, oh)
Turn it on from off and cut your name out (Yeah)
My watch and my rings and my chains cost (Oh, oh)
My boxers and my tank, they done came off (Oh, oh)
Fuck cops, til’ then I bang with my thang out (Yeah)
I drank sauces, yeah, yeah (Oh, oh)
[Refrain]
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
[Chorus]
I fucked her the first night, and then I never called again
Next time lil' shawty seen me, I was ridin' with her friend
This alligator Kelly, not the Stacey, please
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
[Post-Chorus 2]
This baby blue Rolls Royce done made lil' shawty drop her jaw
A nigga gettin' so big, I gotta get drove 'round by the law
Got tattoos up her sleeve, we on a shoppin' spree
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
[Refrain]
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby
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LYRICS
Metro!
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Heard you went and fucked my friend, is you stupid?
Heard you went and copped the Benz, is you stupid?
Spendin' all your dividends, is you stupid?
You must be stupid, you must be stupid
You done went and fucked my friend, is you stupid?
Heard you went and copped the Benz, is you stupid?
Spendin' all your dividends, is you stupid?
You must be stupid, you must be stupid, hey
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, wooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
I've been swappin' out all these bitches
Kickin' my pimpin', pimpin'
She pull up and get right to it, she know my intuition
I talk loud as hell to this bitch
I don't do no pillow kickin'
Richie Millie kid, I'm so embarrassеd, ain't none no tickin'
Oh, won't go, oh my God, I just seen a UFO (Ha)
Five hundred thousand for thе car, fifty thou' for the coat
Hangin' with some Bloods, Crips, been with a couple folks
She like, "What you doin'? You fuckin' her, I knew it, nigga"
Why you fucked my friend, is you stupid?
Heard you went and copped the Benz, is you stupid?
Manipulatin' all my friends, is you stupid?
Is you stupid? You must be stupid, hey
You fucked my friend, is you stupid?
You bought that G63 Benz, is you stupid?
You spendin' all your racks again, is you stupid?
Is you stupid, hey, is you stupid?
Passionate about your motherfuckin' lovin', I
Get strange when it come down to you lovin' me
You love me, back what you 'posed to say
To love to falsetto-re-me
That's when the cops come by, nigga
Hopefully it's not the day somebody dyin', nigga
I don't wanna see another mother cry
I don't wanna see another mother cry
Can we K-I-S-S, baby?
I've been thinking 'bout your top in my Mercedes
She been goin' through my phone, it's troublin' lately
Tryna figure out what I'm doin' and why I'm the one make her crazy?
Is it 'cause you fucked my friend, is you stupid?
Heard you went and copped a Benz, is you stupid?
Spendin' all your dividends, is you stupid?
You must be stupid, you must be stupid
Heard you went and fucked my friend, is you stupid?
Heard you went and copped that Benz, is you stupid?
Spent all your money again, is you stupid?
Baby, you stupid
It's alright (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
And it's alright, yeah (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
And it's alright (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
And it's alright, right, right, right (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
It's alright (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Hey
I came in and she said alright
Hey
I don't know what she meant of mine
Hey lil' momma Kawasaki, let's ride
Let's ride
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (Ooh, ooh)
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
All your old clothes, they gotta go
Got you cleaning out your closet, darling
Got you flying like a fly no swappin'
Let the gang go to your show and now you mobbin'
No need to butter me up, you can go grab it
Buy all the baguettes, won't do no crabbin'
Long as you braggin' and let me stab it
You hot like a dragon
And you ain't never gotta ask me
Askin', askin'
I'm tired of askin', you tired of askin'
I'm tired of askin', I'm tired of askin'
I'm tired of askin', I'm tired of askin'
I'm tired of askin', askin', I'm tired of askin'
Askin'
I'm tryna get in your guts, show me your guts
I love my bitches up, we all up
This bitch say I was good for her just like melatonin
I wanna lay with you every night and we never bond
Good hair, only comb in the house, is a silicone
She done put her thong in my mouth and we made a song
You been window shoppin' all your life and I'm rich
On my second life, I ditched
All the ones and fives, I kept
All the hundos tight, okay
I can't creep tonight, okay
I just mixed the Sprite, okay
I don't wanna play with my life, okay
Half a million dollars on sight, okay
I can rely on my dawg, my ex won’ go, he get real racks
We ain't gotta ask no more, we walking in Marni, you can get that bag
You a lil' pretty, lil' baddie, let's get on top of that shit and get ratchet
I just took an Instagram model down right on a dirty mattress
You want it, you grab it, don't ask me
You ain't even gotta ask
You ain't even gotta ask me, you ain't even gotta ask me
You ain't gotta butter me up
You can go where you want, you can grab it
Ain't you tired of askin'?
Askin', I'm tired of askin', you tired of askin'
I'm tired of askin', I'm tired of askin'
I'm tired of askin', I'm tired of askin'
I'm tired of askin', askin', I'm tired of askin'
Askin', I'm tired of askin'
Askin', askin', askin', yeah
Askin', askin'
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Askin', askin'
Askin', yeah (Ooh woah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh woah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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LYRICS
[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Doja Cat]
She say I'm high as fuck, I said, "I'm icy hot" (Icy hot)
Had a show in the 504, I wore a bunch of rocks
I got her tummy tucked, before she let me fuck
I keep her in a box, she wanna spend my bucks
She said I'm fire as fuck, I said, "I'm icy hot"
I said, "I'm icy hot," I said, "I'm icy hot"
She wanna land a punch, my pocket on croissants
I call lil' mama a thot, she call me icy hot
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
First of all, I've been in the trap for a lifetime
Fuck a Dawn, I've been spinnin' black just like night-time
Above the law, I'm a motherfuckin' outlaw
Fendi scarves, Louis Vuitton on my cyclone, huh
You wanna get wet up again
You want me to get fed up again
But I don't let up again
This fool better catch up, it's time to get wet up
Now don't sweat up again
I ain't never let up again
Is you a bad bitch in a Mercedes? (Hey)
Is you a bad bitch in a Mercedes? (Hey)
They tried to burn the coupe, and I'ma trade it (They tried to burn)
My niggas into swoopin', they gon' make it (They into swoopin’)
They tried to kick me out, now it's disabled
I whip that Rolls Royce like I'm a sailor (Whip that Rolls Royce)
I count up so much, I bleed from paper (I just count it up)
I keep the fan and glizzy by my neighbor (At all times)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug & Doja Cat]
She say I'm high as fuck, I said, "I'm icy hot" (Icy hot)
Had a show in the 504, I wore a bunch of rocks
I got her tummy tucked, before she let me fuck
I keep her in a box, she wanna spend my bucks
She said I'm fire as fuck, I said, "I'm icy hot"
I said, "I'm icy hot," I said, "I'm icy hot"
She wanna land a punch, my pocket on croissants
I call lil' mama a thot, she call me icy hot
[Verse 2: Doja Cat]
He give me stove top, he go hibachi-ba
He gave me boba cob, threw my hitachi out
He lick my 'nani, ah, he call it cherry pie
He said my tiger balm, gave him that icy hot
I run shit, I'm lieutenant, I fly you to L.A
My jet look like the Jetsons, it's 2028
I feel like Abu Dhabi, I said, "Let's summer there"
He said I'm wifey type, he threw dick like bouquet
He call me Doja Rat, I chew through all his cheese
That's just the fifty carat, that's just a hundred G's
Freeze up and brand new tap, no plumber for the leak
I wouldn't wish this heat on all my enemies
[Chorus: Young Thug & Doja Cat, Doja Cat]
She say I'm high as fuck, I said, "I'm icy hot" (Icy hot)
Had a show in the 504, I wore a bunch of rocks
I got her tummy tucked, before she let me fuck
I keep her in a box, she wanna spend my bucks
She said I'm fire as fuck, I said, "I'm icy hot"
I said, "I'm icy hot," I said, "I'm icy hot"
She wanna land a punch, my pocket on croissants
I call lil' mama a thot, she call me icy hot
[Outro: Doja Cat]
High as fuck, icy hot
Oh, mm-mm
Tuck, Let me fuck
In the box
Yeah-yeah
Fye as fuck
Icy hot, icy hot, yeah-ee
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, icy hot
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[Intro: Young Thug & Future]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (mm..)
Peepin’ out the window (Peepin’ out the window)
Peepin’ out the window (Peepin’ out the window)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead
Wanna smoke me like I'm endo, oh
All I see is a bunch of broke ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin'
I ain't hot no more
Well listen to me closely, bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dawgs bossed up
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I doubled up, I don't do no chores no more
I ain't steppin' on these niggas like no rugs no more
Find myself carin' way too much, ain't got no shrubs no more
But got way bigger shows
I ain't chargin' dubs no morе
I charge a half a million dollars just to walk out
I hate the policе but I'm big so they brought cops out
I got a gun, shoot the same times but it's fun sized
Sign on the dotted lines
One time for the ones saw me come from nothing
Speakin' of nothing, pussy niggas know not to play, I ain't goin' for nothing (Yeah)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead
Wanna smoke me like I'm endo, oh
All I see is a bunch of broke ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin'
I ain't hot no more
Well listen to me closely, bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dawgs bossed up
[Verse 2: Bslime]
Youngin' jumped inside the game, he got some fuckin' diamonds
We made temporary decisions, change the fuckin' climate
Run with these boys, yeah, them boys who be runnin' the lobby
Change the channel, you know I'm up next by the way I’m poppin’
I sip on syrup a lot but no one understand me
I told my mama, "No more sufferin', I made it"
You should've seen all these motherfucker' faces
I told my brother that we ain't goin' back to basics
Ever since I copped the Hellcat, niggas still wonderin' why, I like “Bslime you did that"
I'm kickin' my ones and two, chillin' at the rib shack
Wishin' I can bring my dawg back from the fuckin' jail, mates
[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead
Wanna smoke me like I'm endo, oh
All I see is a bunch of broke ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin'
I ain't hot no more
Well listen to me closely, bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dawgs bossed up
[Verse 3: Future]
Peepin' out the window
All I see is a bunch of racist ass cops tryna catch a nigga slackin' like Jim Crow
Had to make it through the worst on a turf, out the dirt
Niggas stayin' down, ten toes
I done seen a lot of struggle that came with this game
She cried but she'll lied just to fuck on my chain
I drunk codeine and pop one just to stimulate my brain
[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Peepin' out the window (Yeah)
All I see is a bunch of opps tryna rise from the dead
Wanna smoke me like I'm endo, oh
All I see is a bunch of broke ass bitches tryna tell me I ain't poppin'
I ain't hot no more
Well listen to me closely, bitch, I got a Rollie, it's gold like a trophy
All of my kids straight, if you truly know me
Most of my dawgs bossed up
[Outro: Young Thug & Future]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Peepin' out the window, yeah, yeah
See the opps risin' from the dead when I look out my window
All this water in these baguettes, we might turn 'em to Nemo
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LYRICS
[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
YSL Music Group
[Verse 1]
From the other world, to the other world to the other world, lonely
I done fucked her and another girl and another girl on me
I done ran'd up these racks and now I got Christmas under the tree (Ran up)
Though my dawg ‘dem are set, they say nothin', that's on me (Yeah)
I don’t wanna talk about nothing, no, ‘Ion wanna know bout no beats
You're independent, trappin' down, I'm tryna forever remember this
I was tryna shoot 'em down, I don't wanna forever diss (Ha)
Be quiet, lеt me count every dimе without a miss (Shh)
I done ran'd up a bag, now red bottoms on my feet
You can wake up to grapes and heated floors on your feet (Yeah)
Señoritas, I'ma buy you a Richard Mille, all VV's
Señoritas (Señoritas), Señorita (Oh, yeah)
Señorita ('Rita), gotta re-up (Woah-woah)
Father we up, my feet up (Oh)
Send the weed up with a fever
Can't ease up, without seein' us
I gotta rebuild, not mad at all
For YSL, puttin' on for my dawgs
I got gratitude and attitude
A bougie nigga, put my kids all in charter school (Ya)
[Chorus]
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, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(And I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I just wanna know, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Droppin' off the top with the mileage backed up
Break it down the toilet, it whirl and add up (Ayy)
Hella people 'round the town get fast dough (Racks)
Eighty-seven Kaepernick thousand on the Rollie
I can always see the devil harassin' me
Tellin' me he lovin' me while he stabbin' me (Yeah)
Niggas tellin' 'round this bitch, it's a hobby (No cap)
Lost control on the road with a body (Skrrt, skrrt)
You bionic, give a nigga stamina (Stamina)
I won't stand down, niggas gon' get banned out
I take my .9 out if he really wanna find out
You got your hand out because I'm passin' bands out
I lost my virginity into Amanda
All these fuckin' yellow diamonds, Tropicana
Bunch of old ass bitches tryna fuck us
They'll be fuckin' on my grandson (Yeah)
[Chorus]
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, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(And I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(I just wanna know, yeah)
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LYRICS
[Intro]
Taurus
[Verse 1]
Hopscotchin' through the street, I'm tryin’ not to fall
She pray to God that I make it home before tomorrow mornin'
I'm tryna tell her to pick a Rollie but she don't care at all
Don't care nothin' 'bout my drank, my portion's what I'm comin' for
I been keeping' up with my city
High performance on my jacket, Rolls Royce truck for extra fifty
Just in case I run into her, Imma try my best to stay spiffy, yeah
[Chorus]
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all
Just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl
Yeah, I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh, yeah
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl
[Verse 2]
Evеry time they call in, young nigga ballin'
I went from tеllin' them to try me to callin' shots
And I wanna know what's on your mind, what you thinkin' 'bout
And I wanna know if I can change it, let's take you out
Private flight to France, such a change the trends
I bought her a Richard, now she dance, like ants in her pants
Red and white diamonds on my mans, he a ambulance
Half a million to my dad, salad dressing, bought a ranch
He said his last two weeks been busy, I'm movin' in
I told my mom look out her window, to another Benz
She took nine shots of Patron, 50 Cent
I bent the corner and seen my bros gettin' rich
Signed another check for a couple million on a jet
Swear to God, 2006, my sickest dream was buyin' a 'Vette
Bought that shit and then I wrecked, and then I copped another one
Smoked forty-one, this your last batch and I got more to come
Gettin' them bales up by the metric ton, hit up feds or somethin'
Bought a Bentley with a credit card, it's the blackened one
I got shows way in Hong Kong, I'm the chosen one
You frozen tongue, you won't say it twice, I'll greet you with a gun, nigga
[Chorus]
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all
Just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl
Yeah, I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh, yeah
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl
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LYRICS
[Intro]
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
[Chorus]
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
[Verse 1]
I told my lawyer, "change the situation"
Told the judge that I was always fakin'
But I know it's in my heart and I feel it breakin'
Told him let go of my boys that would be amazing
Try to blink out every time, I'm hidden in different spaces
Bought the same LaFerrari and told 'em keep it basic
Put up on them same lil' boys, told them let's get to racing
She don't need to know what it is, now boy my money weighin'
Yeah, keep on dodgin' years, my young nigga waitin'
I done gave away my Porsche, I throw up
I don't pass the torch, I pour up
Syrup, when I'm forced, I ho’ up
Out and in, I reck her core
I took my finger and I remade the sore
[Chorus]
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing off, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
[Post-Chorus]
They always told me I'd be going places
Now I'm just surrounded by these different faces
But all of this applause, yeah, it came with hatred
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh
Yesterday my daughter told me
"Daddy, you the best," I told her
"I'm makin' it back tonight
"Baby, pass me that vest"
I know I'm livin' that fast life
But I sign niggas and I sign checks
I put a quarter mill' on my fingers just like Lil Baby and they all baguettes
Every week I made four thousand, servin' bands for my big homie
I know I wasn't doin' it forever but it had moved me up from lonely
Sometimes you gotta take baby steps
But now you grown and got to want it
Everything you doin', wonder every ho you screwin'
I ball like Harden, Jordan
I try to keep my mouth closed
But I told them all the stories
I had five bitches with me lit like Robert Horry
I told my bitch from every strugglin' day we buyin' the store
[Chorus]
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
'Cause I'd be showing love, always met with fake shit
But that's what's in my heart I can never change it
I just wish that things were reciprocating
[Post-Chorus]
They always told me I'd be going places
Now I'm just surrounded by these different faces
But all of this applause, yeah, it kept with hatred
I wish that keepin' it real really was contagious
#YoungThug #Contagious #Punk #LyricVideo #SLATT
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