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[Intro]
Huh
[Verse]
Let me tell a little sad story about this young boy, grew up, no pops in the crib
That nigga momma workin' so she couldn't really show him no love when he was a kid (AyoAA)
He didn't even mean to do that incident
He was only eighteen when he caught that bid
He in and out of jail, he ain't know how to move
He ain't know how to fight, he ain't know how to lose
He walked in the spot (Spot)
They told him, "Strip, cough, squat" (Uh)
The C.O. just told him that this is procedure but he knew in his mind that he was doin' a lot
He had to figure it out and then learn all the rules and then follow them, like it or not
He caught a new charge 'cause he had a little weed
Tryna sneak this shit in, it was right in his sock
Yeah, they had him in intake for like a week
They hate his guts, they think he killed police
They made it super cold with the AC
They ain't give him no blanket, they ain't give him no sheets
They put him in a cell with a dirty ass sink
He couldn't think, he couldn't sleep
They gave him no soap to wash his ass, they ain't give him no toothpaste to brush his teeth (Look)
He ain't know why they keep botherin' him, he was kinda scared, ain't wanna argue with him
Pacin' back and forth, they keep on followin' him
Couldn't take it no more, and he finally hit him (Yeah, look)
The C.O. done hit the button and they come and they helpin' him and run in and crack his ass
He just took a beatin' and unleashed the demon, he lookin' to grillin' and actin' bad
He ain't never been locked up before but he made up his mind, he like "Fuck it, if this how it start"
They couldn't count him out 'cause anybody who know lil' homie, know lil' homie got heart
He gon' adapt to his habitat, even if his habitat get dark (Uh)
He was a lil' fish when he jumped in the water and then he grew into a shark (Then he grew into a shark)
Two years later (uh), nine fights in, he found his religion
He started workin' out, takin' food, soups, and respect, 'cause this shit wasn't given
He wanted more for his life, he was sittin' in jail every night and his life wasn't hittin' (Life wasn't hittin')
And his life wasn't hittin' (His life wasn't hittin'), and his life wasn't- look (Nah)
Two years, he fought the case and he ain't worry 'bout it. in his mind he knew he ain't losin'
He got a paid lawyer, that's a good lawyer and that lawyer do know what he doin'
They wanna take it to trial, so he take it to trial but that little nigga goin' through it (Huh)
He was just holdin' it down for his mans 'cause he wasn't the one that was doin' the shootin' (Bow)
He didn't cop out to this damn lie, call home and found out his man died
He looked up to the sky like, "Damn, why?"
'Cause he's locked in the cell and he can't slide
All hell break lose when that man cry, you can see the demon in his damn eyes
That nigga a vampire, hah (Bow)
If he want you dead, then it's verified (Bow)
And he went back in his cell and he thought to himself like, "Damn, I feel a lil' stupid"
He got a big gun in the crib but he's stuck in the jam and he can't even use it
He want a re-trial and take back everything that he said 'cause he know he ain't do it
Lil' homie a real nigga, he done made a decision already and he stickin' to it
Uh, yeah, he stickin' to it, uh
[Outro]
Yeah, huh
Yeah, uh
Fivi, back, look
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Story Time
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
AXL (AXL, AXL) Uh
Not like y'all, y'all not like us (No cap)
Gun I trust (Baow)
Gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, let's do it, uh (Baow)
Not like y'all, y'all not like us
Uh, yeah (Baow)
[Chorus]
We not like y'all, y'all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I'ma come right up
Gotta watch the shooter 'cause the gun might bust (Grrt, baow), huh (Baow)
War (War), everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don't knock, we shoot through the door (Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York (Baow)
I say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain't showin' no remorse (Baow)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin' through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
We got this bitch on all fours
[Verse]
We seem 'em, we on 'em (Huh)
They do what I taught 'em
Wе crossed every T and wе dot every I
And we watched every corner, look
We made it home safe, she gon' know that I'm good when I call in the morning (Uh)
And niggas know I always come in the morning
None of my niggas is mournin', uh (Ayy, baow)
One up (One up), scorin' (Scorin')
Shot good (Shot good), Jordan (Jordan)
Ballin' (Ballin'), and we could put diamonds in our crosses (Ayy)
See what happen when they cross us
Losses, huh, they takin' losses, huh
I turn my niggas into bosses
They think I made it out
If bro do a hit, I'ma pay 'em out
Look at what they allow
He never sit up, he get bailed out (Baow)
Free JayDee out the jailhouse
I can't wait until you sail out
He need a pack, I send the mail out
He need a pack, I send the mail out
[Chorus]
We not like y'all, y'all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I'ma come right up
Gotta watch the shooter 'cause the gun might bust (Grrt, baow), huh (Baow)
War (War), everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don't knock, we shoot through the door (Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York (Baow)
I say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain't showin' no remorse (Uh)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin' through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
We got this bitch on all fours
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Trust
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
AXL
Baow, I gotta get it out, baow
Guys here
Whole lotta gangsters in the spot (Whole lotta energy)
Young Costamado
Dee Savv, Drizzy Juliano
T-Dot Woo walkin', baow, uh
Young M on the beat (Told you)
That's my guy right there (Beat)
Ayy, ayy (Movie)
Sip some Henny (Went viral)
Oh yeah, he got blunts
Uh, look
[Chorus]
I'm feelin' richer than ever (I am)
Old friends like, "Fivie, we should be stickin' together" (Ayy)
If I changed, then I did for the better, uh (I did)
Made it out the storm (Made it out the storm)
I took a flight, no, I'm not missin' the weather (Ayy)
No issues, my only problem's how this money's gon' fit in this leather (Ayy, ayy)
I'm on a mission, whatever (Uh)
She wanna stay, then she better get it together (She better)
Said "Ayy" three times and made it the littiest letter (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
When will they get that I'm better? (Uh)
Can't walk in my shoes (Nah)
And you can't fit in this sweater (No, no)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, never (Never)
Too smart, clever (Ayy)
Revenge, vendetta ('Detta)
We see 'em, we dead 'em (Ayy), ayy (Ayy)
I'm with a wetty, she gettin' wetter and wetter, uh (Wetter and wetter)
I gotta turn up, it's part of my daily endeavors (Uh, baow)
Better watch who you talkin' to (Ayy)
Watch your remarks, I'm remarkable (Ayy)
Turn around, doggystyle
I'm doggin' you, ayy, ayy, ayy
It's money involved
She a rider and she come with a car (Uh, baow)
It's money involved
She a rider and she come with a car
[Chorus]
I'm feelin' richer than ever (I am)
Old friends like, "Fivie, we should be stickin' together" (Ayy)
If I changed, then I did for the better, uh (I did)
Made it out the storm (Made it out the storm)
I took a flight, no, I'm not missin' the weather (Ayy)
No issues, my only problem's how this money's gon' fit in this leather (Ayy, ayy)
I'm on a mission, whatever (Uh)
She wanna stay, then she better get it together (She better)
Said "Ayy" three times and made it the littiest letter (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
When will they get that I'm better? (Uh)
Can't walk in my shoes (Nah)
And you can't fit in this sweater (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
I'm feelin' richer than ever (Woo)
Rolls Royce, it got the orange leather (Skrrt)
All my money gotta stick together (What?)
Now my bitch, she like a Cinderella (Bitch)
She brought a bitch, now it's a get-together (Woo)
My niggas rich, go get your shit together
Cop the Wraith, come with a new umbrella (Wraith)
He a lame, tell her do better
I took a flight (Flight)
Neck good, but she can't stay the night (Woo)
Fivie, I got the money, I'm rich, they all on my body (Rich)
Hit the bitch, left her right in the lobby (Woo)
Copped the Porsche 'cause I didn't want the Audi (Woo, woo)
Racks, sloppy
Bank account poppin' (Rich)
[Outro]
Ayy, never (Never)
Too smart, clever (Ayy)
Revenge, vendetta ('Detta)
We see 'em, we dead 'em (Ayy), ayy (Ayy)
I'm with a wetty, she gettin' wetter and wetter, uh (Wetter and wetter)
I gotta turn up, it's part of my daily endeavors (Uh, baow)
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Richer Than Ever
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Spoken Intro]
I will fight for you with every breath in my body and I will never, ever let you down
[Verse 1]
Huh, yeah, nigga, this war (Nigga, this war)
I'm talkin' bodies on the floor (Uh)
I'm with it all, I talk to my demons and I see the writings on the wall (Uh)
Niggas is dyin' when it's over
I get excited for them corpses (I do)
And no one ain't cryin' when he gone (Nah)
'Cause brodie was fightin' for the cause (Yeah, yeah, huh, baow)
I do this shit for my brothers, we do this shit for each other (Go, go)
The whole world watchin' a movie, so everybody seen me suffer (Huh)
Thеy done JFK'd my demon (My demon), now bro not brеathing (Now bro not breathing)
Life too short, so if I tell you I love you, I mean it
I can't show you the demons I seen (I can't)
'Cause deep inside is where I keep it
I look at the gang and I'm pledgin' allegiance (Uh)
So we ain't got no secrets
[Chorus]
Uh, I'm what they can't be (I'm what they can't be), that's why they can't stand me (That's why they can't stand me)
To get bro back, I'd give up these GRAMMYS (Go)
'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family
I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me
I need help, they ain't wanna hear me
They not us, I don't want 'em near me
Huh, you better fear me
You niggas all frauds, look at the scoreboard (Look at the scoreboard)
Hitters is on call, nigga, I'm onboard (Grrt, baow)
Nigga, I'm onboard and she all fours
When Trump called, I was on tour
That was my win and it was your loss
Ask Balenciaga what the store cost
[Verse 2]
Youngin thuggin', now it's big boy step
I'm a Zoe, I don't care about death
I ain't dyin' yet, it ain't my time yet
When I go, I'ma be in the presidential
When I pull up, have your jewels tucked
'Til I dip off the set and get hit for that
I ain't Dipset, turn the camera on
All the bitches wanna take a pic with Yak
Thug nigga, now I'm kickin' back
Drug dealer, turned diplomat
Similac, I'm a project baby
I have dreams that I'ma run Haiti
The governor gave me a proclamation, turn my birthday to a holiday
My sniper named Mustafa gave me a letter from Arnold Schwarzenegger
My partner in the Navy, he out rank you, you know I'm Sniper Gang
I ain't even see this many Black people freed during the Obama days
Told her she can have anything she want, just not my Donald chain
Disappointed, tryna put more child support, but it's in my mama name
Everybody know that I'm a great friend to have, but I ain't friendly
You hear niggas say they did some to Lil Bill, then they had to be Clinton'd
I'm pootin' on niggas like Vladimir and shittin' on these bitches
They keep askin' 'bout Trump, but I don't speak on family business
I say Blood gang still spar, for real and he don't condone snitchin'
Pull into Mar-a-Lago, the Monte Carlo was sittin' on sixes
Allan and Brad working bad to get me out the feds when I was stressin'
Gotta give God His thanks to feel the power of His presence
[Spoken Interlude]
I'm not supposed to be here tonight (Yes, you are)
I'm here today to announce a brand-new plan to deliver more opportunity, more security, more fairness
[Chorus]
Uh, I'm what they can't be, that's why they can't stand me (That's why they can't stand me)
To get bro back, I'd give up these GRAMMYS (Go)
'Cause ain't nothin' bigger than the family
I'm too blunt, they ain't understand me
I need help, they ain't wanna hear me
They not us, I don't want 'em near me
Huh, you better fear me
You niggas all frauds, look at the scoreboard (Look at the scoreboard)
Hitters is on call, nigga, I'm onboard (Grrt, baow)
Nigga, I'm onboard and she all fours
When Trump called, I was on tour
That was my win and it was your loss
Ask Balenciaga what the store cost
[Outro]
Yeah, huh, huh, you know we party hard
Flyami, Skyami, Highami
You gotta get the baby body, boy, you gotta make your body's worth
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ONBOA47RD
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Yeah, let's do it
(Bordeaux and Non Native)
Yeah, (Uh) uh, yeah
Niggas gave up on me (Niggas gave up on me)
Watched them give up on me
Huh, ayy, look, uh
[Chorus]
Them niggas gave up on me
Should've never gave up on me
A nigga made it, homie
And rewarded everybody who waited on me
I watched 'em switch (Uh, switch)
They not 'bout to switch back (Uh)
Life is a bitch (Yeah)
I get you bitch smacked (Bow)
Look, give me a break, Kit Kat (uh)
I know she want me to hit that
But I'm focusеd on a big bag
I'll let you fuck when I get back
[Verse]
Now I'm makin' biggеr moves
I've been lied on, I've been ridiculed (Uh)
Them niggas pitiful
They'll switch up on you for an interview (Uh)
Yeah, they'll switch up on you for an interview (Uh)
All in the front (Uh), everywhere I go, I go with a gun
Every case I caught, I go on the run (bow)
Every folk I see gone go in the trunk
Every nigga take em' home in a blunt
Every night I'm gon' go home when I want
I remember I was down in the dumps
I was feedin' niggas, givin' them lunch
Niggas forget (Niggas forget)
But I remember (But I remember)
My bitch is pregnant, my mom's in the hospital dying
Damn it was early December
I’m losin' my crib (Oof), my life in a blender (Uh)
I really said what I did and I did what I said
I was never one of these pretenders
[Chorus]
Some niggas gave up on me
Should've never gave up on me
A nigga made it, homie
And rewarded everybody who waited on me
I watched 'em switch (Uh, switch)
They not 'bout to switch back (Uh)
Life is a bitch (Yeah)
I get you bitch smacked (Bow)
Look, give me a break, Kit Kat (uh)
I know she want me to hit that
But, I'm focused on a big bag
I'll let you fuck when I get back
[Bridge]
I gave them my life (I gave them my life)
I gave 'em all of me
I see you ballin', but how you gon' win against the winners?
Boy, you're playin' in the wrong team
Yeah, I let the doggies off the dog leash (Uh)
Yeah, I let the doggies off the dog leash (Uh)
[Outro]
Yeah
Don't let them niggas tell you, you can't do this shit, nigga
The key to this shit, nigga
Is to be the better version of the last you
Whether it was a pic, a trip, your video, your bitch, upgrade
Everybody think you're supposed to look at what's lit and then follow that
Don't follow that, nigga
Do it for the people who love you
The people that don't love you, they just don't love you yet
Uh
R.I.P. Pop Smoke
We gon' take this shit to the top
The smoke will never clear, nigga
Grrt, bow
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13 Going On 30
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Grrt
Remix, lil' bitch, ayy
It's Fivi
You know the vibes
Big GDK shit, baow
It's Fivi (Baow, baow)
Hold on, look (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Big drip (Big drip)
I fell in love with a lit bitch (Ayy)
Crip shit (Ayy)
She wanna suck on a lit dick (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Couple bitches I get lit with (Couple bitches I get lit with)
I been spinned
I give a fuck who you bent with (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Baow, they lovin' the style (They lovin' the style)
Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down (Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down)
Grrt, grrt, baow, baow (Baow)
Grrt (Grrt), grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow (Bitch)
[Verse 1]
Woo, Huncho
Baow (Woo)
All of my opps is targets (Woo)
See the red dot, no Target (Baow)
Big drip, don't slip, I'm sorry (Big drip)
Spin the block, Hellcat, no 'Rari (Spin it)
Lil' bitch gon' fuck the party (Bitch)
Big drip, big plate, eat it up, no starvin' (Uh)
Yes, sir (Yes, sir)
Lit bitch (Litty)
She fuck for the bag and a lit wrist
Her lips look good, but don't kiss (No)
Drop my top, I'm skrrtin' (Skrrt)
Bulletproof black excursions (Bulletproof)
Demons (Demons)
Shake 'em off me (Shake it)
Then I go to Sunday service (Uh, uh, uh, woo)
Perky (Perky), Xanny (Xanny), that's crazy (Crazy, skrrt)
Mercedes (Woo), McLaren, Lam', fuck you, pay me (Uh)
She want the white like Shady (Shady)
No Perry (White), that's Katy (White)
Big ice, they skatin' (Skatin')
Big drip, splash, navy (Uh)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, we on Baby time (Baby time)
Twenty foreign cars in a line (Skrrt, skrrt)
I let her ride around
If they catch you with me, you some kin of mine (Ayy)
The bullshit, I minimize (Minimize)
I got the Glock inside (Baow)
Open your trap
Fah, fah, it's a homicide (Baow, baow)
Shooters with me
I don't give a fuck if you grew up with me
You heard he did that (What?)
You gon' hear when he get whacked
Baby (Baby)
I go Dior store crazy (Crazy)
She tryna get at my savings (Savings)
She don't even work, that's crazy, damn, she hatin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Big drip (Big drip)
I fell in love with a rich bitch, ayy
Kick shit
After I nut, you can dip, bitch, ayy
Right wrist
Bustdown, oh yeah, you lit (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Left wrist
Bustdown, oh, you lit lit (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 3]
Bitch, I'm on demon time (Demon time)
Straight forward, I don't need a line (I don't)
Ice in the watch just to freeze the time (I did)
I brought it with me, I ain't leaving mine
Baow, baow, I brought it with me, I ain't leaving mine (Bitch)
Shooter with me
I give a fuck if you coolin' with me
You say you ain't GDK (What?)
What the fuck is you doin' with me? (Fuck is you doin' with me?)
Hold on, Yeezys
I need the money, I'm greedy (Ayy)
The bitch told me that she need me (Ayy)
"Fivi, I don't like the way you treat me" (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Figis, I'm givin' nothin' but figis, hold on (I'm givin' nothin' but figis)
We met in person, now he believe me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch)
Free Sosa, he a demon (Ayy)
Geeked up, geekin' (Ayy)
We winning, we on defense (Ayy)
She let me fuck on the weekend (Ayy, ayy)
Shawty a baddie (Baddie)
She try to add me, hold on (You cannot add me)
She cannot have me (No)
Lil' mami, I'm married, hold on (Lil' mami, I'm married)
If you keep a secret
We could all be happy (What?)
You can post a picture
But you better not tag me (Better not tag me, lil' bitch), look
Winning
Lookin' for 'em, spinning (Ayy)
Demons with me, sinning (Ayy)
Bust it up, walk away grinning (Grraow, grraow)
Winning
Lookin' for 'em, spinning (Spinning)
Demons with me, sinning (Sinning)
Bust it up, walk away grinning (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[Chorus]
Big drip (Big drip)
I fell in love with a lit bitch (Ayy)
Crip shit (Ayy)
She wanna suck on a lit dick (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Couple bitches I get lit with (Couple bitches I get lit with)
I been spinned
I give a fuck who you bent with (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Baow, they lovin' the style (They lovin' the style)
Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down (Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down)
Grrt, grrt, baow, baow (Baow)
Grrt (Grrt), grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow (Bitch)
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Big Drip (Remix)
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Solo, bop it
Twist it, pull it
Uh
Haha (Stupid), yeah
Tdott (Tdott), uh, yeah
Baow, grrt
Woah, Kenny
Baow, uh, yeah (Oh, oh), look (Oh)
[Chorus]
Grip it (Grip it), grip it (Grip it)
Click it (Click it), click it, (Grrt, uh, baow)
Hit it (Hit it), run his block, spin it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (Good moves)
Tdott (Tdott), get it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 1]
Shoulders, (Shoulders) he be goin' even lower (He do)
She move her body like a snake (He do)
He move his body like a cobra (Ayy, ayy)
He gon' strike, get a lil' closer
He gon' strike, get a lil' closer
I know my rights, so please don't approach us
I know my rights, so please don't, uh
I see a brand new dance, ayy
Drop, drop, hands, hands
Jerry sleepin' off the xans, (He is)
Seen him in his truck and he can't even stand (Ayy)
I'm hot (Hot), give me a fan (Give me a fan)
I'm too hot, that's why I got all these fans (Fans, ayy)
Look
[Chorus]
Grip it (Grip it), grip it (Grip it)
Click it (Click it), click it, (Grrt, uh, baow)
Hit it (Hit it), run his block, spin it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (Good moves)
Tdott (Tdott), get it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Grip it, grip it
Click it (Click it), click it, (Grrt, uh, baow)
Hit it (Hit it), run his block, spin it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (Good moves)
Tdott (Tdott), get it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2]
Nigga got left at his own party 'cause he sent the address to the wrong coast
Three-fifty-seven, long nose, hit his top, bustin' cans like Stone Cold
Shawty bangin', he young with an old soul
Chains swangin', baguette with the rose gold
I might switch up the drip in VLONE clothes
Cap-a-lot got the game in the strong hold
If you pop forty, buckin' like DMX
The red tips and hollows gon' eat his flesh
And them 7.62s gon' leave him straight
Gotta eat with my goons, we need a check
My lil' cougar bitch call when she need sex
She gon' blow up my phone, I ain't see her text
Backshots when I'm strokin', I leave her wet
Next mornin' back on it, no need to rest (Boom)
[Chorus]
Grip it (Grip it), grip it (Grip it)
Click it (Click it), click it, grrt, uh, baow
Hit it (Hit it), run his block, spin it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, good moves (Good moves)
Tdott (Tdott), get it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Grip it, grip it
Click it (Click it), click it, (Grrt, uh, baow)
Hit it (Hit it), run his block, spin it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, I be gettin' different women (I do)
Uh, yeah, good moves (Good moves)
Tdott (Tdott), get it (Ayy, ayy)
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Bop It
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
(Bordeaux and Non Native)
Doin' what I’m taught
Move like a boss, uh
Look, ayy, Fivi'
Uh, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm just doin’ what I'm taught (I am)
Move like a boss, uh (Move like a boss)
This is my city, you niggas can't get me
It's mission abort, look, ayy ('Bort)
Fivi', Floss (Floss)
I need that money endorsed (I do)
Shooter (Shooter), toss (Bow)
Niggas get shot tryna go to court (Grrrt, bow)
Soon as I step in it, I'm reppin' it, uh
Head nods, no hand shakes
I ain’t tryna get affectionate (Nah)
I be with the niggas I know gon’ ride, most definite (Uh)
I make a mistake, I'm correctin’ it (Bow)
Fivi', perfectionist
[Verse 1]
When I feel like it's game time, I get a game plan
Niggas will give you a dap then shoot at your back with the same hand (Bow)
I've been in the grimiest places, the grimiest niggas don’t phase HAM, uh
I'm well in tune with the mayhem, but I still walked out a great man (Bow, Fivi')
This is a mind game, I mind bend
I play with your mind like a violin (Bow), uh
Different places they could find him (Bow)
I make calls and I dial in, uh
He keep a shooter beside him (Bow)
Yeah, he keep a shooter beside him
[Chorus]
I'm just doin' what I'm taught (I am)
Move like a boss, uh (Move like a boss)
This is my city, you niggas can't get me
It's mission abort, look, ayy ('Bort)
Fivi', Floss (Floss)
I need that money endorsed (I do)
Shooter (Shooter), toss (Bow)
Niggas get shot tryna go to court (Grrrt, bow)
Soon as I step in it, I'm reppin' it, uh
Head nods, no hand shakes
I ain't tryna get affectionate (Nah)
I be with the niggas I know gon' ride, most definite (Uh)
I make a mistake, I'm correctin' it (Bow, mm-hmm)
Fivi' (M.A), perfectionist (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
I move like a boss, uh (M.A)
I'm never takin' a loss (Nah)
I got that splash, sauce (Splash, splash)
I'm in that horse, a Porsche of course (Ooh, ooh, ooh, skrrt)
I'm off the Hennessy (Uh-huh)
Please don't fuck with my energy (Don't)
I pray I don't see an enemy
Whoosah, serenity
Countin' this money forever, infinity (Uh)
Hundred choppas with a hundred legs, centipede, ayy (Grrrt)
Designer on me, fly shit only, Kennedy (Ah, ah)
They know who I am, identity
See a opp, grrrt, bow, history (Bow)
[Chorus]
I'm just doin' what I'm taught (I am)
Move like a boss, uh (Move like a boss)
This is my city, you niggas can't get me
It's mission abort, look, ayy ('Bort)
Fivi', Floss (Floss)
I need that money endorsed (I do)
Shooter (Shooter), toss (Bow)
Niggas get shot tryna go to court (Grrrt, bow)
Soon as I step in it, I'm reppin' it, uh
Head nods, no hand shakes
I ain't tryna get affectionate (Nah)
I be with the niggas I know gon' ride, most definite (Uh)
I make a mistake, I'm correctin' it (Bow)
Fivi', perfectionist (Ayy)
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Move Like a Boss
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
AyoAA
M.W.A. Music
[Chorus]
Hey, feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me (Yeah)
Hey, I was livin' what this money would bring on me
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid (Uh)
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid, hey (Fivi)
[Verse 1]
Yeah (Yeah), it's the baddest selection
We got an army, we hire a shooter
If he got the drop then he had him a reference (Grrt)
You niggas could die in a matter of seconds (Baow)
He gon' answer me, no matter the question
I talked to God and I had a confession
More money, more problems, I'm mad at the blessings
And I pulled my body on a provin' ground
Since a youngin', I now know how to move around
Get the addy, we pull up and shoot him down
Better watch how you move in that hookah lounge
Boy, you show me in person, come do it now
You need to keep your lil' word and then do a vow
Nigga why you think I feel like you a clown?
I would never agree with what you allow, what you allow (What you allow)
A bigger GAT (Big GAT)
If he want space, I'ma give him that
I don't never want none of you niggas back (Nah)
Nigga, as soon as she see me, she get attached
And these niggas is fienin' to give me daps
But he letting the lil' bitches get him gassed
(But he letting the lil' bitches get him gassed, hah)
Yeah (Yeah), and they want me to be the bigger man? (Be the bigger man)
No apologies (Nah), and they want me to share their single on Instagram (What?)
Throw a subliminal shot and it didn't land
And I know they gon' call when it hit the fan
I was young but I grew to a different man
Niggas hatin' like "How did he get advanced?" (Ah)
He was workin' (Huh, he was workin'), he was workin' (Huh)
Huh, they tried to fuck him, but he's not a virgin
He was a kid, then he grew to a person
He had to get rid of the snakes and the serpents
He had to fuck all the bitches that curved him
He cut 'em off, 'cause they didn't deserve him (Ha)
They didn't deserve him (Nah)
[Chorus]
Hey (Yeah), feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, I was livin' what this money would bring on me
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid (Uh), hey
[Verse 2]
One down on 'em, bitch, I'ma step 'til my soles crack
I be tryna cool out on that savage shit
But I can not control how the bros act
Took too many losses, can't hold back
Fuck all the cap, these cold facts
'Member back then nobody showed up
Hit the stage and now all of my shows packed
It's too easy to drill shit (Drill shit)
They should know I'm from, Chicago
I was walkin' through blocks tryna kill shit
I was really at the stu' with Pop Smoke
They can go 'head keep on gassin' him up 'til his ass get filled with hollows
All this fame be too much to deal with
They clout chase, but the truth what I know, uh
I'm with my steppers and we like a band in the field 'cause we drummin' and ready to march
I know some niggas that changed, ain't know what to feel, left me with the heaviest heart
I had to grind all of them nights, just 'cause of my skill made it look like it's barely as hard
Look up and I took off on all these niggas, I know that they wishin' I left it in park, gang
[Chorus]
Hey, feel like some niggas done changed on me
Hey, I never thought he would change on me
Hey, I was livin' what this money would bring on me
Yeah, I get deep in my thoughts like I'm brainstorming
I been, I been on and off the grid
I been out the way instead
I been accepted what it is
I been a stepper since a kid
Yeah, I been a stepper since a kid, hey
[Outro]
Yeah, hey
Hey
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Changed on Me
|
Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
She like, "Boy, you better not cheat" (Huh)
I'm like, "Chill, it's how I gotta be" (Uh)
That's why I gotta leave
I smoked a blunt and went viral for the week, huh
I got a lot of breesh (Cartier)
Meet a streamer and make him hot as me (Fivi')
That's why I gotta leave
I smoked a blunt and went viral for the week (Huh)
[Verse]
Goddamn, get off my deezly (Damn)
Get off my deezly
Goddamn, get off my deezly (Damn)
Get off my deezly (Huh)
Damn (Damn), deezly (Huh), damn (Damn), deezly
Damn (Damn), deezly (Huh), damn (Damn), deezly
I'm not these rappers, I got real bands (No)
In the crib, bustin' my Tylil dance (Uh)
I don't troll, I do it for the real fans (Huh)
Play this song and turn up with my lil' man (Uh)
And my real name Max (Let's go)
And I really got plaques, yeah
Double digits, no cap (Facts)
I'm the real PlaqueBoyMax (Huh)
PlaqueBoyMax (Facts)
Yeah, PlaqueBoyMax (Let's go)
PlaqueBoyMax (Max)
I'm the real PlaqueBoyMax (Huh)
In the crib, countin' all my plaques (Uh)
Tell Kai Cenat, "React to that" (He won't)
And they could never say I'm wack (Nah)
Don't rate it, leave it to the chat (Uh, huh)
Chat (Chat, huh), chat (Chat, huh), chat (Chat)
Don't rate it, leave it to the chat
Chat (Chat, huh), chat (Chat, huh), chat (Chat)
Don't rate it, leave it to the chat (Huh)
[Chorus]
She like, "Boy, you better not cheat" (Let's go)
I'm like, "Chill, it's how I gotta be" (Uh)
Huh, that's why I gotta leave
I smoked a blunt and went viral for the week (Fivi')
I got a lot of breesh
Meet a streamer and make him hot as me, huh (I do)
That's why I gotta leave
I smoked a blunt and went viral for the week
[Outro]
I smoked a blunt and went viral for the week
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PlaqueBoyMax
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
It's Fivi'
Yeah
[Chorus]
Flashing lights (Ha), bigger stage (Hmm)
World watching, streets amazed (Yeah)
Rollin' dope, livin' life (We made it)
Another day, another dollar (Nigga, we made it), another fight
[Verse 1]
Yeah, she couldn't stop (She couldn't stop)
I pray to God that I see an opp
He think he shot at my niggas one time and we take everything but his sneakers and socks
Mention my name when you speak on the block
Picture my face when you reach for the Glock
I could just do it and act like it's nothin', they askin' like, "Fivi', it's easy or not?" (Huh)
I got a story and I'll nevеr tell it
I got a soul and I'll never sеll it
I see them hatin', they watchin', they jealous
Like how you get a million dollars on the debit?
How you get a million views on the edit?
How you marry a million bitches without a wedding?
He got a millions bitches in the section
That's like a million bitches to have sex with
I got some demons that's hotter than me
They keep on wakin' me out of my sleep
I look on the 'Gram, they ain't hotter than me
'Cause I'm killin' the 'fit and I body the feats, huh, woo (Killin' the fit and I body the feats, ha, Fivi')
Yeah, look, all of my shooters alert
If I tell 'em I pay 'em the money, they doing the work
Bullets is bitin' and chewing his shirt
Show up to the funeral, we shoot at his hearse
I chill with the bitches and roll with my niggas and hang with the baddest and move with the worst
Shorty a baddie, she wish she could have me, I ask for her name and I Google her worth (Ha)
[Chorus]
Flashing lights (Yeah), bigger stage (Yeah)
World watching (Ha), streets amazed (Uh)
Rollin' dope (Yeah), livin' life (Uh)
Another day, another dollar (Ha), another fight (Let's do it)
Flashing lights (Yeah), bigger stage (Yeah)
World watching (Ha), streets amazed (Let's do it, uh)
Rollin' dope, livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 2]
He was on Sunset with a pistol (Grrrt)
I turned a jack boy to a victim, hmm
Hope you can tell that I'm not finna play with you, bitch-ass nigga, we slide tonight
We put that laser on top of the Glock when we slid on the weekend with blinding lights (Yeah)
I'm tryna bury a nigga
Get off the block 'cause you ain't from this area, nigga (Yeah)
Get shot in stomach, that's a miscarriage, lil' nigga
Fuck is you starin' at, nigga?
For the record, I might have to address all the niggas that say I'm an industry plant
They say all my cars is rented, I guess they ain't used to us young niggas havin' these racks
These niggas be troll, we fuckin' they hoes, they get on the internet, go on a rant
He try to approach, he gon' get turned to a ghost 'cause I got this bitch in my pants
I'll probably punch a nigga if he glance
I'm finna shoot, don't worry 'bout my stance
I got my bro a new Hellcat
When you hop in this Rolls, put your hair back
I was in the hood where they tote Glocks and they sell crack in the same motherfucking houses
When we in the club, I go through the back door, I don't trust nobody, I'ma pick your ass off (Let's go)
Right now I'm in Vegas tryna get a bad bitch to come through, maybe she can take the edge off
Ain't got no money, when she go to the bathroom, I'ma take off and start to head home
[Chorus]
Flashing lights, bigger stage (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
World watching, streets amazed (The world is watching, hmm)
Rollin' dope, livin' life (These hoes be jocking, yeah)
Another day, another dollar, another fight (Know they watching, yeah)
Flashing lights, bigger stage
World watching, streets amazed
Rollin' dope, livin' life
Another day, another dollar, another fight (Oh, oh, oh)
[Outro]
(J Perry on the track)
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World Watching
|
Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Uh, up and hop out the car
Bow, I pull up and hop out the— ayy, ayy, ayy (Lil' bitch, let's do it)
Fivi (Ayy, Fivi)
Bow (Ayy), bow (Uh), look
[Chorus]
Pull up and hop out the car (Skrrt)
That's the end of the job (Bow)
The opps told me we be goin' too hard
We be shootin' too much, we be goin' too far
I'm with the six whales and the sharks
Suck my dick, that's from the heart
I see his face, I get a light
He get the spark (Ayy, ayy)
Ayy, I watched my life on a vlog (Ayy)
They don't never spin me, I'm with the dawgs
Gainin' weight, I need a large
When we got static, I'm fully involved
They ain't dead, we still killin' 'em off
If we want to, we go kill 'em some more
I took a Perc, the feeling is remorse
She got a mans, still gettin' her drawers (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse]
I got wolves, I'm still feedin' 'em off (I do, ayy)
Uh, I got money, so I'm feedin' 'em all (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Stood tall when he needed to ball (I did)
Uh, ten toes, two feet on the floor
Fivi (Fivi), boss (Boss), now I can buy me a loft (Uh)
But I ain't satisfied at all (Nah)
I still gotta fit me in a Ford (I do)
Uh (Uh), got us still goin' back and forth to court (Bow)
Uh, a couple fights that still need to get fought
They thought they was all terrific (Ayy)
That was the wrong rendition (It was)
Fivi (Fivi), different (Different), everybody know I'm gifted (Ayy, ayy, ayy, uh)
Two shots for the wicked (Bow, bow), ayy
Pull up, silence, crickets (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
It's my crib, you evicted
Smell good, sniff it (Bow)
I'ma take all of your bitches (I am)
I'ma take all of your bitches (Ayy, ayy, uh)
She let me fuck with the quickness (She do)
Don't let me up it and lift it (Uh)
There's a link in my bio, click it (Click it)
I'm goin' viral every minute (Uh)
She wanna suck it and lick it (Do)
All facts, no fiction (Facts)
My life is a motherfuckin' mission (Facts)
I'm on a motherfuckin' mission (Facts)
Cheese, chicken
All this money I be gettin' (Bow)
All this money I be gettin', uh
They know I'm good with the women
[Chorus]
Pull up and hop out the car
That's the end of the job
The opps told me we be goin' too hard
We be shootin' too much, we be goin' too far
I'm with the six whales and the sharks
Suck my dick, that's from the heart
I see his face, I get a light
He get the spark (Ayy, ayy)
Ayy, I watched my life on a vlog
They don't never spin me, I'm with the dawgs
Gainin' weight, I need a large
When we got static, I'm fully involved
They ain't dead, we still killin' 'em off
If we want to, we go kill 'em some more
I took a Perc, the feeling is remorse
She got a mans, still gettin' her drawers (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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Drive By
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
(AXL)
(M.W.A. Music)
(Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Huh
Turn that shit up
[Chorus]
Real niggas and ratchet bitches (Huh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Boom, boom)
I fuck my bitch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
Ass and titties (Like), hundred and fifties (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turned my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (Grrah)
I killed 'em, I killed 'em, they gone, they gone (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, look
What the fuck? (What?) If it's up
Nigga, buck (Soo), try your luck (Do somethin')
Bitch bad, but I had to put her up (Put her up)
Had to grab my other monkey nuts (Boom)
Gotta slide when a nigga been touched (Skrrt)
Gotta ride with the gang, it's a must (Go)
Got a ratchet lil' bitch that I lay low with, whеn it's smoke, gotta treat her likе a slut (Baow, baow, baow)
[Verse 2]
I don't need to look in her eyes (Huh, yeah)
I can tell she a vibe
She reppin' the gang and I felt like she was mine
She throw up the set and she yell, "Free the guys" (Woo)
Huh, look, I pay the money, niggas gon' die (I pay the money, niggas gon' die)
Huh, yeah, if I pay the money, niggas gon' die (Grrt, baow)
[Verse 3]
We get money, nigga, but what is you on? (What?)
The same day we get it, the same day it's gone (Woo)
Back on my grizzy, I'm back on my business, Lil' Huncho, lil' nigga, I'm back on the throne
Went bust down when they were looking for the plain Patek (Ice)
But I left it at home (Ice)
Molly, Perky, Xanny, Jesus, and Addy
Pipe it and get in my zone (Yeah, hey, yeah, look, yeah)
[Verse 4]
You niggas can't even give me advice
I like the ice when it's hittin' the light
I got a Grammy to get me tonight
And I was so nice that they listened to me twice
Nigga, I cracked the face on the AP and I ain't even get it fixed (Huh, what?)
I don't wanna get it fixed (Wanna get it fixed)
Got too much money to give a shit (Yeah)
She know my body, she shaking her ass
Jump in the car and I'm breaking the dash (Skrrt)
You listening slow, I ain't saying it fast
She sat on the drugs, so she making me mad (Woo)
Yeah, yeah, smoking Cookies (Smoking Cookies, look)
I got hundred thousand dollars worth in jewelry
Try to book me, nigga
[Chorus]
Real niggas and ratchet bitches (Uh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Baow, baow)
I fuck my bitch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
Ass and titties (Like), hundred and fifties (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turned my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (Soowoo)
I killed 'em, I killed 'em, they gone, they gone (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
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Magic City
|
Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Yeah
I came a long way from Brooklyn
This shit sound like growth, uh
This shit sound like church, this shit sound like church
Ye did "Through the Wire", this "Through the Fire"
Yeah
Let's do it
[Chorus]
I'm fightin' my demons while fuckin' this demon, huh (I'm fightin' my demons while fuckin' this demon)
I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin' (Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin', uh (Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
But everything viral and that's how I leave it (Huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (Yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing, uh (I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
She got a bag, she doin' her thing, uh (She got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings (Huh, I pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings (I just pray when I die that I get my wings)
[Verse 1]
But I don't plan on it (Nah)
Uh, all of my problems, I dance on it (Yeah)
Anything I say I'ma stand on it (Yeah)
Gave my life to the Lord and his hands on it
Nigga, if they want problems I'm here for it
Niggas die in the hood for a pair of Jordans
And they not comin' home off the manslaughter, blaow (Say they not comin' home off the manslaughter)
God forgive me for my sins (Forgive me for my sins, forgive me for my sins)
Look, they say "What goes around, gon' come around"
I shoot him and never come around again
My niggas don't never come around in tents
And whoever I come around ain't winnin'
My bitch say my own niggas hatin' on me
So she never come around my friends
She can't move me, I'm too deep
Bootin', and I pray that they don't say that was me
Shootin', got a son and two daughters, that's three stooges
If they failin' in life, then that's me losin'
It sound like you should be a preacher (You should be a preacher)
Huh, sound like you speakin' some (Sound like you speakin' some)
Yeah, I just pray that I'm teachin' Shadiqa some
[Chorus]
I'm fightin' my demons while fuckin' this demon, huh (I'm fightin' my demons while fuckin' this demon)
I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin' (Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin', uh (Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
But everything viral and that's how I leave it (Huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (Yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing, uh (I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing (Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings (Huh, I pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings (I pray when I die that I get my wings)
[Verse 2]
The Cullinan swervin' 'cause I ain't perfect (Skrrt)
Ran through the hood, ain't no hot box, this ain't dirty (Skrrt, skrrt)
Lil' bitch get it off the block and she ain't workin' (Bitch)
She fuckin' me for that Birkin, that for certain (Smash)
Ice my chain with the gang (Ice)
Big smoke, go stain for stain (Smoke)
We keep that fire, Liu Kang (Fire)
Put a skeleton on my wrist, but I didn't leave no remains (Uh)
If I'm tellin' you she my bitch, she got a billion dollar brain (Bad bitch)
She outside (Outside), we on demon time (Demon)
I got angel wings on me (Brr), I barely made it (I did)
Left the Glock inside the Demon, let it ride with Satan (Ride)
It's time to lay in, we gon' have to turn off our locations
Fuck patience when you gotta get straightenin'
[Chorus]
I'm fightin' my demons while fuckin' this demon, huh (I'm fightin' my demons while fuckin' this demon)
I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin' (Huh, I'm in your city, don't know when I'm leavin')
Yeah, look, she got a man, I know that she cheatin', uh (Huh, she got a man, I know that she cheatin')
But everything viral and that's how I leave it (Huh, yeah, huh)
That's how I leave it (Yeah)
I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing (I'm here to win, I'm doin' my thing)
Uh, she got a bag, she doin' her thing (She got a bag, she doin' her thing)
Yeah, look, I pray when I die that I get my wings (I pray when I die that I get my wings)
Huh, I just pray when I die that I get my wings (I just pray when I die that I get my wings)
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Through the Fire
|
Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Hold me tight, I'm waiting to see (Oh, yeah)
With you I'd like to feel the release
Darling, I just wanted to be (Oh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh
[Pre-Chorus]
Been lookin' for somebody like you, don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
[Chorus]
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hеllo"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
[Verse 1]
Whethеr you knew it or whether you know it
I need you with me and it's hard not to show it
I move like a demon and talk like a poet
And if you ain't goin', it's no one to go with
I'm movin' with confidence (I'm movin' with confidence)
I'm never hesitant (Nah, look)
You got the perfect lil' body and measurements
Know I'm a gangsta but I get affectionate
I got buttons, you don't know that you pressin' it
And I wanna take you and show you my residence
We be outside, we gon' move like the president
I wanna record you and show you the evidence
When you get with me (When you get with me)
Everybody gon' know you (Everybody gon' know you), uh
We can go viral (We can go viral)
Or we can go global (Uh)
Most of her exes is local, and most of them niggas is scared to approach you
I take you too hot, they can't touch you or hurt you
I take you too far, they can't reach you or curse you
I got too much money, I Dior bag purse you
Yeah, I know it's worth it (I know it's worth it, yeah, uh)
I don't know how you be lookin' so perfect
I don't even think that you do it on purpose
[Chorus]
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Yeah; Ooh, hello, hello)
[Verse 2]
Talk to me nice
I just might make you go viral (Viral)
Raising your price
Being with me is so vital (Vital)
Oh, it look good, don't it? (Yeah)
The whole damn world want it (Yeah)
So show me how you gon' own it (Yeah)
I just want you on it, baby know (Know)
If I let my guard down, don't let me down (Down)
You saying all the right things, so show me now (Oh-oh)
I don't care about the lights (Oh-oh)
Just want you to do me right
I'll give you more than a night, I, I, I
[Pre-Chorus]
Been lookin' for somebody like you, don't let me excite you
But baby, you viral (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
There's nobody like you, if nobody like you
Then baby, I'd like to (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy)
Take you through Brooklyn and Paris
My money is tall as the Eiffel (Ooh)
The man in the mirror, I'm nothin' like Michael
But baby, you viral
[Chorus]
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Baby, say somethin')
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Hello, hello, uh)
Can I get a, "Hello"? (Ooh, hello, hello)
[Verse 3]
The right words come to me, just like, yeah
Remind you in case you don't know
I take this moment instead of before, yeah
Trust in the way that I trust
Down on my last, I split it with you, I'm bein' irrational
Stamps on your passport, 'round the world, you turn international
She was layin' in the city, now she fuckin' with me, then she goin' viral
More communication, we gon' always need it, told you that it's vital
Unfamiliar faces, we don't need the extras, told you don't invite 'em, yeah
Told you bring your problems, put 'em in a ring and tag me in the fight, yeah
Your feet in the water, toes touch the sand, hands on the—, yeah
Your feet in the water, toes touch the sand, hands on the Bible
[Outro]
Hold me tight, I'm waiting to see
With you I'd like to feel the release
Darling, I just wanted to be
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Hello
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
(Ayy, CZR, you did a mazza still)
Baow, baow
Ayy
[Verse 1]
2 cars (Skrrt)
Good Henny when I zoom off (Skrrt, skrrt)
New York, goin' back like a moonwalk (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You don't like how I'm movin' this shit, I'm coolin' this shit (I'm coolin' this shit)
Pay attention how I'm doing this shit (Ayy)
I can teach you how to move with your bitch (Ayy, ayy)
Tito drive, he maneuver the whip (Skrrt, skrrt)
I buy the clothes, I maneuver the fit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Mumblin', I'm off the liquor, I'm stumblin' (Ayy)
Look at the stores and I'm running in (Oh)
I make her come and she come again (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, she like, "Fivi', can you come in?" (Ayy)
My ex like, "Nah, I ain't done with him" (Nah)
She know where my buttons at
She pushin' and buzzin' 'em (Pushin' and buzzin' 'em, ayy)
Fuckin' her good, yeah I'm thuggin' it (Ayy)
Gotta call me by my government (Uh)
You fuckin' with Fivio we rumbling (Uh, fumblin', tumblin', ayy, ayy)
[Chorus]
Can't wait till the Chevy clap
Y'all niggas heavy cap (No cap, no cap, no cap)
Maneuver the whip, very fast
It's a opp in the spot, where he at?
Lookin' for him, where he at? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
It's a opp in the spot, where he at? (Oh)
Lookin' for him, where he at?
[Verse 2]
Point blank (Point blank), he gon' ride but yo' boy ain't (Boy ain't)
Big dog, AR, shit spear like
[?]
(Pow, pow, pow)
You small and you hard (You small and you hard)
You a toy tank (You a toy tank)
Take it back to the crib, make a
[?]
(Oh my God, oh my God)
Ayy, Fivio bae, I'ma need at least a bottle a day
Lil' homie tryna follow my ways (Damn)
Damn, I'm so proud of my name (Ayy, ayy)
800 tatted (Tatted), damn, I'm so proud of my gang (So proud of my gang)
Spittin' heat (Heat), damn, I'm so proud of my flame (Damn, I'm so proud of my flame)
Power, need money and power (Money and power)
Sour (Sour)
Tito, circling the stuff for a hour (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Give me that GT, it's louder (Louder)
You never see me on Brower, hol' on (Nah)
Do not crowd us
You cannot beat me, I'm Bowser, (Baow, baow, baow), hol' on
[Chorus]
Can't wait till the Chevy clap
Y'all niggas heavy cap (No cap, no cap, no cap)
Maneuver the whip, very fast
It's a opp in the spot, where he at?
Lookin' for him, where he at? (No cap, no cap, no cap)
It's a opp in the spot, where he at?
Lookin' for him, where he at?
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2 Cars
|
Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Yeah (AyoAA)
[Verse 1]
I was told if you fight, you swing first
I was told if you shoot, you squeeze first
Nigga, why would I give you a free verse
When it's fifteen-hundred for my t-shirt?
They remember me broke on the streets, hurt
That mean you better give me what I deserve
If I catch him, I'm makin' him bleed first
If I'm missin', I'm hittin' in reverse
And they always gon' tell me I'm movin' funny
If you wasn't my man, it'd be worse
Like, imagine I'd make you say, "Please" first
Like, imagine I'd laugh and say, "He's hurt"
Like, imagine I'm livin' and rappin' and talkin' and chattin'
And see him and fall back
When I met him in person, he's all cap
When he met me, I'm ready for combat
When I met her, she look like a baddie and move like a baddie
She thought she was all that
When I fuck, she ain't gettin' a call back
They be fallin' in love with my tall ass
If you owe me, you pay me in all cash
When I see him, it's gettin' me more mad
If we kill him, so don't get the bork ass
When I run in your crib, it's a door dash, huh
[Chorus]
Huh, yeah, huh, look, huh, I been a mess
I hear them hatin' and talkin' and whisperin' and watchin'
And mumblin' under they breath
Huh, huh, yeah, look, hmm, yeah, they be obsessed
They keep on wonderin' how I keep winnin'
But they already know that I'm one of the best
[Verse 2]
He already know he gettin' one in his chest
He already know that it's none of me left
Them niggas say I can't do it, they count on me losin'
But they never come with a bet
Them niggas say they get money
They say they be workin', but they never thumb through a check
Boy when you come to me, come with respect
I'm not acceptin' nothin' less
Yeah, nigga, go put your money where your mouth is
Nigga, I put my money where my clout is
I put my gun where my spouse live
And I'm goin' dummy every outfit
You either love me or leave me alone
Casamigo help me get in the zone
Niggas still trappin' and flippin' the phones
Niggas still clappin' and grippin' the chrome, huh
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Squeeze (Freestyle)
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Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
(Yoz, what you tellin' me?)
Bitch-ass niggas
Pay attention to what's goin' on, nigga
This shit happenin' right in front of your face, nigga (AXL, AXL)
Legendary shit, nigga
Look (Uh)
[Verse]
They sayin' they made me (They sayin' they made me)
Huh, make another one (Uh)
I had to take my spot (Uh)
And I take another one (Yeah)
They couldn't break my mother's son (Huh, they couldn't break my mother's son)
You runnin' the race, you never won (You runnin' the race, you)
Look, uh, I was just hated (Just hated) and degraded (Uh)
Now they see a nigga made it (I am)
Now they sayin' I'm their favorite, look, huh (I am)
I gotta watch the snakes (Huh)
I see the lies inside they face (Huh)
Niggas is fake, bitches'll die to drive the Wraith (Skrr)
Yeah (Yeah), but look all the time it take
It wasn't easy (Nah), but the grind was great (Yeah)
Nigga, I loved it (Nigga, I loved it)
They hate me in private, but love me in public (Yo)
I can just tell, I know I ain't buggin' (I know I ain't buggin')
They treat you real nice for a like (They treat you real nice for a like, huh)
When I mean what I say, I say it twice, look, huh
I just wanna know who's who (Uh)
I give them the word, they'll shoot you (Bow)
Then say my name in your song (What?)
So you can get litty on YouTube (Nigga, huh, pussy)
Don't give a fuck 'bout you and your two views (Nigga)
Pussy, we don't give a fuck 'bout you and your two views
Uh, you gotta do more (You gotta do more)
Huh, and gang don't need a deal (Nah)
They gettin' rich off of TuneCore (Uh)
I'm 'bout to buy me a new Porsche (Skrr)
I'm with a bitch gettin' blewed off
I taste good, I'm too sauced (Uh)
They tried to squash it through a group call (Pussy)
You get no love from me (Nah)
Huh, you a dub for me
You mention Fivi every song
Nigga (Nigga), your bars from me
I helped a lot of niggas get sanctioned (Uh)
Made a lot of niggas turn crip (Uh)
You sayin' you ain't my son (Uh)
Then you lyin' on my dick (Bow)
I know a secret, he really a bitch
I know a secret, he really a bitch (Look, hold on)
Nigga (Nigga), I put you in the mix (I put you in the mix)
Uh (Uh)
[Outro]
Yeah (Yeah)
Let me tell you somethin' (Let me tell you somethin', nigga)
Watch out for them niggas
That's always pointin' out the bad shit
'Cause they lookin' out for you
Niggas ain't lookin' out for you
Them niggas that feel like you obligated to do somethin' for them
You ain't obligated to do nothin' for nobody, nigga
Fuck them niggas
Uh
No cap
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Self Made
|
Fivio Foreign
|
[Intro]
Call it how it is (Call it how it is)
Hendrix (Hendrix)
I promise, I swear, I swear
You heard, spit it (You heard, spit it)
Yo
[Chorus]
Percocets (Yah), molly, Percocets (Percocets)
Percocets (Yah), molly, Percocets (Percocets)
Rep the set (Yeah), gotta rep the set (Gang, gang)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches)
Mask on (Mask off), fuck it, mask off (Ma—, excuse me?)
Mask on (Mask off), fuck it, mask off (Mask off)
Percocets ('Cets), molly, Percocets (Percocets)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches)
[Verse 1]
Two cups (Cup), toast up with the gang (Gang, gang)
From food stamps to a whole 'nother domain, yah
Out the bottom (Yeah), I'm the livin' proof (Super)
Ain't compromisin' (Woah), half a million on the coupe (Gang, gang)
Drug houses (Where?), lookin' like Peru (Woah-woah-woah)
Graduated (Crazy), I was overdue (I'm on due)
Pink molly (Molly), I can barely move (Barely move)
Ask about me ('Bout me), I'm gon' bust a move (Ayy, young Pluto)
Rick James (James), thirty-three chains (Thirty-three)
Ocean air (Air), cruisin' Biscayne (Big foreigns)
Top off (Yah), that’s a liability (Big foreigns)
Hit the gas (Gas), boostin' my adrenaline (Big foreigns)
[Chorus]
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Rep the set (Yeah), gotta rep the set (Gang, gang)
Chase a check (Chase it) (Yeah), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches) (Big foreigns)
Mask on (Mask off) (Yeah), fuck it, mask off (Ma—, excuse me?) (Big foreigns)
Mask on (Mask off) (Yeah), fuck it, mask off (Ma—, excuse me?) (Big foreigns)
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Chase a check (Chase it) (Yeah, yeah), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches)
[Verse 2]
Ford or Maybach (Ford or), I drive anything (Yeah)
Buy my Range (Yeah), make 'em go insane (Yeah)
(Oh, my Lord, praise him be)
My guillotine, drank promethazine (Drank prometh')
TEC and beams (Yah), go to those extremes (Aight, let's go, let's go)
Parliament (Parliament), calamari Wednesday (Yah)
Parlay in Vegas, we was in attendance (What's good, what's good?)
Before the business (Yeah), Theodore lenses
Theo-Dur prescriptions (Yeah), focus on the missions (Pour my four)
Intermission (Hol' up), never take a break (We can pull up)
Switch states (Switch them), touch down, foreign plates (Switch)
Ain't no way, ain't no fuckin' way (No)
We call the play, we didn't come to play (No)
Rob the bank, we gon' rob the game (Again)
They gang, we gang (Gang)
But they are not the same (Freebandz)
[Chorus]
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Rep the set (Yeah), gotta rep the set (Gang, gang)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches) (Big foreigns)
Mask on (Mask off) (Yeah), fuck it, mask off (Ma—, excuse me?) (Big foreigns)
Mask on (Mask off) (Yeah), fuck it, mask off (Ma—, excuse me?) (Big foreigns)
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Chase a check (Chase it) (Yeah, yeah), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches) (Big foreigns)
[Outro]
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off
(Cold chills, prison cells)
(Oh, my Lord, praise him be)
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Mask Off
|
Future
|
[Intro]
Gotta fire my joint up on this bitch
Young Metro, young Metro, young Metro, three times
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Stickin' to the code, all these hoes for the streets
I put it in her nose, it's gon' make her pussy leak
Pussy niggas told, ain't gon' wake up out they sleep
You can't hear that switch, but you can hear them niggas scream
All my hoes do shrooms, nigga, all my hoes do coke
Twenty-carat ring, I put my fingers down her throat (Uh, uh, uh)
If I lose a carat, she might choke (Uh, uh, uh)
I know she gon' swallow, she a GOAT (Uh, uh, uh)
Freeband nigga, bring the racks in
Got the shooters in the corner like the pack in
She think 'cause she exotic bitch, she attractive
That's that shit'll get you put up out the section, brrt
And the motto still the same
Ball like I won a championship game
You know these hoes hungry, they gon' fuck for a name
I put her on the gang, she get fucked for a chain
Got your girl in this bitch, she twirlin' on the dick
I got syrup in this bitch, turn up in this bitch
And we brought the 'Ercs in this bitch, get murked in this bitch
All these pointers on me, baby, you know it's game time
Bring a friend, bitch, we fucked 'em at the same time
I'm a different nigga, no, we not the same kind
You can have that lil'— if she ain't mine (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Young dope dealer, sellin' dope, is you like that? (If you like that)
Kickin' doors, kickin' in doors, is you like that? (Yeah)
Young throwed nigga, sellin' loads, is you like that? (Yeah)
All '24, you on go, is you like that? (If you like that)
Niggas from the bottom really like that (If you like that)
Steppin' in Balencis if you like that (If you like that)
Pop another bottle if you like that (If you like that)
[Post-Chorus]
He was once a thug from around the way
[Verse 2]
These niggas talkin' out of they necks
Don't pull no coffin out of your mouth, I'm way too paranoid for a threat
Ayy-ayy, let's get it, bro
D-O-T, the money, power, respect
The last one is better
Say, it's a lot of goofies with a check
I mean, ah, I hope them sentiments symbolic
Ah, my temperament bipolar, I choose violence
Okay, let's get it up, it's time for him to prove that he's a problem
Niggas cliquin' up, but cannot be legit, no 40 Water, tell 'em
Ah, yeah, huh, yeah, get up with me
Fuck sneak dissin', first-person shooter, I hope they came with three switches
I crash out like, "Fuck rap," diss Melle Mel if I had to
Got 2TEEZ with me, I'm snatchin' chains and burnin' tattoos, it's up
Lost too many soldiers not to play it safe
If he walk around with that stick, it ain't André 3K
Think I won't drop the location? I still got PTSD
Motherfuck the big three, nigga, it's just big me
Nigga, bum
What? I'm really like that
And your best work is a light pack
Nigga, Prince outlived Mike Jack'
Nigga, bum
'Fore all your dogs gettin' buried
That's a K with all these nines, he gon' see Pet Sematary (Yeah)
Nigga, bum
[Chorus]
Young dope dealer, sellin' dope, is you like that? (If you like that, yeah, yeah)
Kickin' doors, kickin' in doors, is you like that? (How? Yeah)
Young throwed nigga, sellin' loads, is you like that? (40 water, 40 water, yeah)
All '24, you on go, is you like that? (If you like that)
Niggas from the bottom really like that (If you like that)
Steppin' in Balencis if you like that (If you like that)
Pop another bottle if you like that (If you like that)
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
Young dope dealer, sellin' dope, is you like that?
Kickin' doors, kickin' in doors, is you like that?
Young throwed nigga, sellin' loads, is you like that?
All '24, you on go, is you like that? (If you like that)
Niggas from the bottom really like that (If you like that)
Steppin' in Balencis if you like that (If you like that)
Pop another bottle if you like that (If you like that)
[Post-Chorus]
He was once a thug, he was, he
[Outro]
Came in banging dope, niggas was young, slangin' powder
Walk in the strip club, make it rain for three hours
Locked in and now I got my Phantom and my driver
Perc'd out, took chances in my hood like Nevada
Surfed out outside, white interior, lasagna
Hundred thousands, I just cashed out on designer
Gotta devour, nigga, I learned that in the jungle
Once I sell this load, that's a million in a week
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Like That
|
Future
|
[Intro]
High, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' high
Get, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably high
[Refrain]
I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)
Got some bitch from Follies with us ('Scuse me, 'scuse me)
She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (I swear)
I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Yeah, yeah!)
Bitch from Pakistan, what up? ('Rari!)
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? (Skrrt, skrrt!)
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Yeah, yeah!)
[Interlude]
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga!) (Turn up)
[Verse 1]
I turn the Ritz into a poor house (Turn up)
It's like eviction number four now (Woo)
Go 'head and ash it on the floor now (Swear)
Girl, go 'head and show me how you go down
And I feel my whole body peakin' (Yeah)
And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide (Racks)
Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side (Woo)
East coast nigga reppin' North Side, never waste a ho's time (Freebandz)
Bitch, I'm on my own time, fuck a nigga co-sign (Woo)
Always change my number and my phone line (And my, and my)
Baby girl, I don't lie, used to have no money for a crib (Turn up)
Now my room service bill cost your whole life (Ayy)
If they try to stunt me, I go all out military (Turn up)
I'm camo'd all out, like I'm in the military (Turn up)
And free up all my niggas locked up in the penitenti' (Swear)
'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life
[Chorus]
Reppin' for that low life (Turn up), low life, low life
Low life, know I'm reppin' for that low
Low life (Representin'), yeah (I'm representin')
Said I'm reppin' for that low life (Representin')
Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life)
Said I'm repping for that low life (I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin')
Low life, low life, low life (Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo, woo, woo, woo)
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
If she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her, "sorry"
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her, "sorry"
Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris
Taking pain pills on the plane, gettin' chartered
Poppin' tags on tags, I was starvin'
Bitch, I got the juice and the carbine
Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse
Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
Flood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religion
Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissin'
I turn the Ritz into a lean house
This the sixth time gettin' kicked out
I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous
Niggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they salty
Runnin' with the wave, get you killed quick
Shoot you in your back like you Ricky
Li'l Mexico, with no life to afterlife
My whole life, my whole life
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life (Wait), low life, low life
Low life, know I'm reppin' for that low
Low life (Representin'), yeah (I'm representin')
Said I'm reppin' for that low life (Representin', wait)
Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life, for the low life)
Said I'm repping for that low life (For the low life, I'm reppin' for the low life)
Low life, low life, low life (Wait, wait, low life)
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Yeah, they stereotypin'
'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles (Ten rifles)
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers (Ten snipers)
Keepin' baby bottles like we wearin' diapers
Yeah, they stereotypin'
'Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles
And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers
And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys (Ha-ha-ha!)
[Bridge]
Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper
Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey
That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
Oh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her, ha
Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason why
[Refrain]
I just took some molly, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)
Got some bitch from Follies with us (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)
She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)
I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason why)
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
[Outro]
We 'bout to fuck this club up, what else?
|
Low Life
|
Future
|
[Part I]
[Chorus]
Workin' on a weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much
Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist goin' nuts
Niggas caught me slippin' once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush
[Verse]
Say my days are numbered, but I keep wakin' up
Know you see my texts, baby, please say some'
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don't even know what that's about, watch your mouth
Baby got a ego twice the size of the crib
I can never tell her shit, it is what it is (What?)
Said what I had to and did what I did (Ayy)
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid (What?)
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doin' front flips
Givin' you my number, but don't hit me on no dumb shit
[Chorus]
Workin' on a weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual (Like usual)
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much
Haven't done my taxes, I'm too turnt up
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist goin' nuts
Niggas caught me slippin' once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, I'd tell you if it was us
Manor House in Rosewood, this shit too plush
[Interlude]
It's cool, man, got red bottoms on
Life is good, you know what I mean? Like
[Part II]
[Chorus]
Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo
I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since, woo
[Verse 1]
Granny, she was standin' right there while I catch a play on a brick, woo
I make them lil' niggas go haywire, Taliban in this bitch, woo
I done been down bad in them trenches, had to ride with that stick, woo
Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust? Pluto sent you on a lick, woo
Too many convicts that roll with me to play in this shit, woo
I'm tryna avoid nonsense, get Osama spray in this bitch, woo
They at the candlelight lightin' it up, nigga, anybody can get it, woo
I'm on a PJ lightin' it up, Backwood full of sticky, woo
I'm tryna tote that Draco in London and it's extended, woo
They gotta stretch a nigga out, we gon' die for this shit, woo
Yeah, I ride for my niggas, I lie to my bitch, woo
We some poor, high-class niggas, made it, we rich, yeah
I was at the bando, got a penthouse for a closet, woo
It's like a chandelier on my neck, my wrist, woo
I got pink toes that talk different languages, woo
Got Promethazine in my blood and Percocet, yeah
[Chorus]
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo
I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since
[Verse 2]
Racks by the ton, I call up Serena
I go tremendo for new fettuccine
All fact though, carat the pinky
All fact though, we ordered the Fiji
I'm in the loop with the voo, I'm in the loop with the woo, which one you workin'?
I'll put your face on the news, I'll put the pussy on the shirt after I murk it
Then make 'em go shoot up the hearse, cost me a quarter bird, nigga, it's worth it
And you a maniac, a fuckin' alien, how you splurgin'?
Got that kitty cat, I'm havin' fun with that, goin' Birkin
[Outro]
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, yeah
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, uh
Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch
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Life Is Good
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Future
|
[Intro]
Dress it up and make it real for me
Hahaha
Whatever that fuckin' mean
(808 Mafia)
[Chorus]
Dirty soda in a Styrofoam (Yee)
Spend a day to get my mind blown (Mind blown)
Dress it up and go to NASA (Yeah)
Two hundred miles on the dash (Woo)
Gotta roll a pound up and gas it (Swear)
Switchin' lanes in a Grand Rapid (Switch)
We the ones that kept it cool with all these niggas
'Til these niggas started actin' (We did it)
Shoot a nigga like a film, made a movie
Nigga, go'n let 'em have it (We did)
We ballin' like the March Madness (Yeah)
All these cops shootin' a nigga, tragic (Boom)
I'm the one that's livin' lavish (I'm the one)
Like I'm playin' for the Mavericks (Ballin')
I didn't wanna fuck the bitch (Woo)
The molly made me fuck her even though she average
[Verse 1]
Dirty muddy in the cup (Cup)
The .45 by my gut
My young nigga in the cut (Swear)
Take you out for some Jordans (Pluto)
Let's count this money, no rushin' (Freebandz)
I'm on a one way flushin' (Flushin')
Loud pack smellin' musty (Musty)
These fuckin' police can't touch me (Nah)
These bogus police can't touch me (Nah)
These fuckin' niggas can't touch me (Freeband Gang)
Apply the pressure with the VVS (Yeah, yeah)
I drive the foreign like it was a Chevy (Woo)
Drive the foreign like it was a Chevy (Skrrt)
Lift it up and go'n and offset it (Pluto)
Fuck a cougar like she Halle Berry (Pluto)
Future Hendrix, Dirty Sprite, legendary (Dirty Sprite)
[Verse 2]
Fuck on a basic bitch
We gon' wake up and smoke us a blunt and fuck
She gon' keep it so real with a nigga that
I'ma come back and always gon' fuck with her
Bend the curve in a Spur like a MARTA bus
I was workin' and servin' in Nautica (Yeah)
I get high 'til I'm higher than Mercury (High)
Fuck around, teach you that recipe (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck around, you gon' be out of here (Out of here)
Make her say, "Huh," like a nigga was Juvie
Soon as that work hit the city, we move it
Post up in Onyx and shoot us a movie
Post up in Onyx and shoot us a movie (Movie)
Take the tool inside the club and just in case a nigga ever gotta use it (Future)
Get a pint of codeine, pour it up, nigga (Pour it up, nigga)
[Bridge]
These bogus police can't touch me
These fuckin' niggas can't touch me
Apply the pressure with the VVS
I drive the foreign like it was a Chevy
Drive the foreign like it was a Chevy
Lift it up and go'n and offset it
Fuck a cougar like she Halle Berry
Future Hendrix, Dirty Sprite, legendary
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March Madness
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Future
|
[Intro]
High Klassified な音楽
I got the jewels flooded from Ben, baby!
[Verse 1]
Like a nigga don't dance, but he make moves
They fuck around, now a nigga gotta shame you
I'm shameless, I be rockin' all my chains too
They told me, "Boy I think the money's startin' to change you"
Lord save you, Lord save you
'Member runnin' through the city in the same shoes
Now I'm gunnin' in the Benz and the Range too
I'm on point, know a nigga never take two
They said I couldn't reach Mars, so I turned to a star
Now I might have fucked around, might have raised up the bar
Now I'm talkin' cash, talk cash all in my palm
My nigga Cash said, "Watch what they do for the ones"
I know she wanna be poppin' all over the 'Gram
When the cameras come out, wanna hold my hand
Must be out of your mind, do you know who I am?
Man, you're killin' my vibe, do you know who I am?
Oh, yeah
[Chorus]
They take my kindness for weakness
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out strong
Take my kindness for weakness
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out..
[Verse 2]
I might end up with your ho if I take one (Still comin')
Now days if they don't have a story, they gon' make one (Still comin')
Last night I gave my heart to a fake one (Still comin')
I done end up on the blogs with the wrong one (Still comin')
It's hard to tell the real stories from the fake ones (Yeah, comin')
'Cause now days if they don't got it they'll make one (Still comin')
The only time I feel alive when I take (Still comin')
I wanna vent but I know it ain't safe (Still comin')
Must be out of your mind, do you know who I am? (Do you know who I am?)
Used to hit it from behind, do you know who I am? (Never say my name)
I can't give you all my time, do you know who I am? (Give you my t-)
Make you fall in love tonight, must don't know who I am, I am
I showed you a million, no videos (No videos)
I opened up Bentley doors, I invented doors (I invented)
Bodies droppin' and we duckin' the law
If you the one to take the blame, you can't say what you saw, no
[Chorus]
They take my kindness for weakness
Still comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')
Still comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')
Still comin' out strong
Take my kindness for weakness
Still comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')
Still comin' out strong (Still comin')
Still comin' out..
[Verse 3]
Pluto don't dance, but I make moves (Keep comin')
We fucked around, now a nigga gotta shame you (Keep comin')
Shameless, I've been rockin' all my chains too (Keep comin')
Told me, "Boy I think the money startin' to change you"
Lord save you, Lord save you
They might pick you up, just throw you down with the fall
You must not know who I am
You must not know who I am
I pour champagne on the ground
I pour champagne on the ground
My brother Casino said you wasn't Freebandz (Freebandz)
And at the time I couldn't see what he was sayin' (He was sayin')
You turned your back, I should have never gave you chances (Gave you chances)
I call for loyalty, she didn't ever answer
I'm a boss, I'ma make my own family (La familia)
You're with my ex, while I'm with different color candies
(So familiar)
I got Jenny, I got Tammy, I got Sandy
You try to sneak and leave 'em then I leave you stranded
Be honest to me
[Chorus]
They take my kindness for weakness
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out strong (Be honest to me)
Take my kindness for weakness
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out strong
Still comin' out...
[Outro]
Kindness, she lie
Still comin', lie
Boss, fuck around, boss
Kindness
Down, like a nigga, she lie
Kindness, she lie
Kindness, oh
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Comin Out Strong
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Future
|
[Intro]
I don't wanna hear all that, I don't wanna hear none of that
Talkin' commas, how much you need and all that shit
Fuck that shit, I don't remember none of that shit
[Chorus]
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas wouldn't feed me?
Where your ass was at, dog, when bitches didn't need me?
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas tried to run off?
Where your ass was at, dog? You made me pull this gun out
[Verse 1]
Where your ass was at, dog, you went and switched sides?
Where your ass was at, dog, when niggas spread lies on him?
Where your ass was at, dog, when the bodies came sliding?
Where your ass was at, dog, when I was serving pies?
[Verse 2]
Where your ass was at, dog, when I was in the Pyrex?
Where your ass was at, dog, when I was drinking Hi-Tech?
Where your ass was at, dog? You came through the projects
Where your ass at? We keep that fully loaded contracts
Had her rain dance on the dick, ass jumping
Running through the pussy like a nigga going jogging
Fuck a little Louis, put it in a bitch pocket
Put a pic with me on the 'gram, now you popping
Where your ass was at when I was trapping in the store?
Had to struggle to get where I'm at and sell dope
Jackie Chan moves got game in the choke
Gas rolling up in the blunt, Amoco
12 tryin' come in the spot to open up the dope
Burglar bar doors got a young nigga confident
Juugin' out the stove and we still bangin', honest
Blowing on the O, yo, we call that ho an onion
[Verse 3]
Man, where your ass was at when we took the city over?
Where your ass was at when all they'd ask was "What's the hold up?"
Where your ass was at when niggas first got the news?
Now your ass around because we're paying back dues
Where were you when all the dogs needed help?
Lawyers and the commissary ain't gon' pay itself
Where your ass was at when we recorded in the bathroom?
Where your ass was at? I take attendance like a classroom
Man I ain't got no choice
'Cause nowadays I swear this shit done changed up for the boy
I'm self-made, selfish with my women, self-employed
I'll buy the neighbor's house if they complain about the noise
Man, where your ass was at, dog, when niggas wouldn't feed me?
Where your ass was at, dog, when bitches didn't need me?
Where your ass was at? Last winter was the coldest
Fuck where you was at, I had the 6 on my shoulders
[Verse 4]
60 for a walk through, bitch don't panic (Woo, walk, Fu—)
Had them bitches fall through fucking like a savage (Fall, savage)
Heard you tryna swim in the ocean no jacket (Swim, nigga, ha, ha)
Heard that nigga came through squeezing on a ratchet (Slatt)
Heard that nigga came through squeezing on a ratchet
Serve a lot of dog food, call you a mutt (Dog, Freeband—)
Where your ass was at, dog, when I was on my come-up? (At, come-up)
The reason I'm here today 'cause I ain't never gave up
[Outro]
Where you ass was at when I was trapping in the store?
Had to struggle to get where I'm at and sell dope
Juugin' out the stove and we still bangin', honest
Blowing on the O, yo, we call that ho an onion
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Where Ya At
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Future
|
[Intro]
Codeine crazy
Yeah (8-8-8-8-808 Mafia)
Pourin' bubbly, pourin' bubbly
Pour that bubbly, pour that bubbly
Pour that bubbly
We done went through too much, you hear me?
(8-8-8-8-808 Mafia)
[Refrain]
Pour that bubbly
Drink that muddy, drink is muddy when we covered in it
Yeah, I'm covered in it
I was thuggin' it, I was just loving lit
That's for them other niggas, that's for the other bitches
That ain't for you, dawg, that's for them other niggas
That ain't for you, shawty, that's for that other bitch
I'm going crazy 'bout it, I'm going codeine crazy
That's how I'm living it, I'm feeling lovely
I'm drinking bubbly
I'm drinking bubbly (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Take all my problems and drink out the bottle and fuck on a model, yeah
Audemars, this not a carnival, this is a Royal Oak Cartier
Dom Pérignon, I get down from a brown, I get chauffeured around
I pour up with my rounds, I flew up out of town
I corrupted your town with them guns and them pounds
I grew up on the grounds with them dealers and hounds
We order more bottles and fuck on more models and pass 'em around
I say everything triple time
Rollie, AP, Hublot, triple time
I just know the ones you call upon
I just had to pay my dawg a bond
Looking at me like a triple threat
Every time a nigga talk, a check
Smoke the kush up like a cigarette
Run it back, you hear my intellect (8-8-8-8-808 Mafia)
[Bridge]
Celebrating like the championship
Celebrating like the championship
Celebrate like the championship
Celebrate like the championship
I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you
Hahaha, celebrate
[Verse 2]
Don't tell me you celibate to the mula
I just went Rick the Ruler with the jeweler
I just went St. Tropez-in' like a goonie
Abu Dhabi, nigga straight out the sewer
Like a loaded chopper, I'm 'bout to shoot it
I'm so fucking sick and tired of these rumors
I just dived inside a cutie, we spoonin'
Take it back and take a look at yourself
Take the lesson, put it all in the air
Too many days gone by
Sittin' by the phone, waitin' 'til I reply
Drying my eyes, believe it or not
I could never see a tear fallin'
Water drippin' on me like a faucet
I just took a bitch to eat at Chipotle
Spent another sixty thousand on a Rollie
All my diamonds got you brainwashed
She sucked my dick, it got my brain washed
And for that shit, you got your man popped
See what they did to Biggie and Pac
Pour a lil', lil' liquor out, pour a lil' more liquor out
Pour it out, pour it out, pour it out
[Chorus]
Codeine crazy, codeine crazy
Codeine crazy, codeine crazy
Codeine crazy, codeine crazy
All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy
[Verse 3]
Drownin' in Actavis, suicide
When I hit the scene, it's homicide
Diamond pinky ring a lollipop
Fuck the hate, I pull up in a drop
Diamonds colder than a glacier
Ballin' harder than the Pacers
I been tryin' to have some patience
Told my mama she should pray on it
Told the streets they gotta wait on it
She gon' put a nigga name on it
I just dropped a whole thang on it
I'm making USD's overseas
That's U.S. dollars that you can't achieve
Fucked my white girl, she said, "Nigga, please"
For that white girl, she said, "Nigga, please"
Playin' poker, now we're back in Stroker
I forgot her name but her pussy soakin'
When I seen her on the pole
Reminded myself when I used to come over
Reminded myself when I used to get loaded
Remindin' myself that I'm still gettin' loaded
The coupe fully loaded, this whip fully loaded
This whip fully loaded, the clip fully loaded
I try to control it
Let's wrap up some bottles, let's pop off some bottles, these niggas too bogus
Let's pour up a pint, I'ma fuck around, faint like I'm Kid Cudi, probably
I fuck around, faint, I'ma fall on the drank
Rockin' Tom Ford, poppin' mollies
Married to this motherfuckin' money
[Verse 4]
You thought I forgot about us?
I know that you know I don't fold under pressure
I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal
We live by the codes of the ghetto
I'm closing this out with my memo
I'm treating this shit like a demo
I'm putting my heart and my soul in this shit and some more
I'm in that Dolce Gabbana
I might get after Madonna
I get it crack in the summer
Strapped in the 'Lac and the Hummer
Fronted a pack to my partner
All this lingo got her panties to dropping
Fuck the fame, I'm sipping lean when I'm driving
All this cash and it ain't nowhere to hide it
I'm an addict and I can't even hide it
Don't you panic, panoramic companion
They was tryna serve me at the arraignment
Never comment on it, never complaining
I'm taking everything that come with these millions
I'm taking everything that come with my children
Yeah, yeah
[Refrain]
Pour that bubbly
Drink that muddy, drink is muddy when we covered in it
Yeah, I'm covered in it
I was thuggin' it, I was just loving lit
That's for them other niggas, that's for the other bitches
That ain't for you, dawg, that's for them other niggas
That ain't for you, shawty, that's for that other bitch
I'm going crazy 'bout it, I'm going codeine crazy
That's how I'm living it, I'm feeling lovely
I'm drinking bubbly
[Outro]
Codeine crazy, codeine crazy
All this motherfucking money got me codeine crazy
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Codeine Crazy
|
Future
|
[Chorus]
I just want to take you out and show you off
You already know that you the perfect one
Girl when I'm with you, feel like a champion
Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy
A trophy, I won me a trophy
I won, I won, I won a trophy
I just want to take you out and show you off
You already know that you the perfect one
Girl when I'm with you, feel like a champion
Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy
Trophy, I won me a trophy
A trophy, I won me a trophy
Trophy, I won me a trophy
A trophy
[Verse 1]
Get to fuckin' on the dresser just to make that pussy wetter
Gotta put you in that vintage then you rockin' Perry Ellis
Then I leave with you, only cause I believe in you
We get to bangin' on the walls just to piss the neighbors off
You and them 12 foot ceilings, I just painted the halls
So I can breathe with you
I want to live my dream with you
You say that money don't matter it's the times and the memories
And now that ass gettin' fatter and I know it's because of me
I know it's because of me
I know it's because of me, got you in custody
Whoever knockin' at the door, they gotta wait 'til we finished
I know I started at the bottom but that ain't where we endin'
[Chorus]
I just want to take you out and show you off
You already know that you the perfect one
Girl when I'm with you, feel like a champion
Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy
Trophy, I won me a trophy
I won, I won, I won a trophy
I won me a trophy
Trophy, I won me a trophy
A trophy
[Verse 2]
You the number one trophy wife
So it's only right to live the trophy life
You grew up on J. Lo, Timberlands by Manolo now
'Til one day I put an angel in your ultrasound
I wanna dip that ass in gold, I wanna dip that ass in gold
I made it over NBA, NFL players
So every time I score it's like the Super Bowl
Baby, we should hit the south of France
So you could run around without them pants
I put that glacier on your little hand
Now that's the only thing without a tan
My trophy on that Bound bike, I gave you only pipe
If people don't hate then it won't be right
You could look at Kylie, Kendall, Kourtney and Khloe
All your Mama ever made was trophies, right?
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I Won
|
Future
|
[Intro]
Fake nigga lie to a real nigga
Now that's some shit that you don't do
I'ma stay real for my real niggas
Now that's some shit that I'm gon' do
Fuck up the commas, let's fuck up some commas, nigga
Let's fuck up some commas, let's do that shit random
Yeah, Future, Future Hendrix, it's some shit you don't do
Cut it up
[Chorus]
Fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Let's fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Forty thou' to a hundred thou'
Hundred thou', another hundred thou'
Three hundred thou' to five hundred thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
Fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Let's fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Forty thou' to a hundred thou'
A hundred thou', another hundred thou'
Three hundred thou' to five hundred thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
[Verse 1]
Fuck up the llama, I'm hot like a sauna, yeah
The burner is on me, can't play with that money, yeah
I'm fucking with shorty, I'm loving the way that she fucking me, yeah
Give no fucks, yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah
Throw my cup, yeah, I just bought my plug, yeah
Full of the mud, yeah, nigga get full of them drugs, yeah
Feeling real right, yeah, I'm on same thing as Mike, yeah
Bought a lil' ice, yeah, I wanna beat that dope like Ike, yeah
[Chorus]
Fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Let's fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Forty thou' to a hundred thou'
Hundred thou', another hundred thou'
Three hundred thou' to five hundred thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
Fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Let's fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Forty thou' to a hundred thou'
Hundred thou', another hundred thou'
Three hundred thou' to five hundred thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
[Verse 2]
Smoke the first forty-eight hours, grind 22 and sleep two hours
Put 24s on the new Audi, white on white like baby powder
Drop your bitch off at Fulton County, might count it up and then recount it
Double cups like Tunechi, yeah, bust it down with these goonies, yeah
Give no fucks, yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah
Go fill my cup, yeah, bitch, go fill my cup, yeah
You heard that the slums made me, I'm cool with the Konvicts
The coupe look like Akon, fuck all that bum shit
[Chorus]
Fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Let's fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Forty thou' to a hundred thou'
Hundred thou', another hundred thou'
Three hundred thou' to five hundred thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
[Verse 3]
Fit it, critic, get it, hit it, run it, drill it, wet it, I'm in it, really
Split it, fifty-fifty, ball, Reggie, ready, set, go
Throw that money in the air, watch it fall to the floor
Heard you ordered up Cîroc, need to order up some more
Audemars, yeah, eighty on the watch, yeah
Katy Perry, yeah, servin' Katy Perry, yeah
I should ball, yeah, I should break you off, yeah
Break you off, yeah, made myself a boss, yeah
[Chorus]
Let's fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Let's fuck up some commas
Let's fuck up some commas, yeah
Forty thou' to a hundred thou'
Hundred thou', another hundred thou'
Three hundred thou' to five hundred thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
[Bridge]
Give no fucks, yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah
Give no fucks, yeah, we don't give no fucks, yeah
Forty thou' to a hundred thou'
A hundred thou', another hundred thou'
Three hundred thou' to five hundred thousand
A million, let's have a money shower
[Outro]
Let's have a money shower right now, oh
Let's have a money shower right now, oh
Let's have a money shower right now, let's go
Let's have a money shower right now, let's go
Let's have a money shower, oh, oh, oh, oh
Forty thou' to a hundred thou' to a hundred thou' to a hundred thou'
A million, Hendrix
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Fuck Up Some Commas
|
Future
|
[Intro]
Uh, WIZRD
Dirty soda, Spike Lee
White girl, Ice T
Fully loaded AP, yeah
[Chorus]
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'ma choose the dirty over you
You know I ain't scared to lose you
They don't like it when you're telling the truth
I'd rather be realer than you
I had to make me a cot
Now I called a contractor to make me a spot
I sold the dope out your house
Now you come to my house, I've got dope in the couch
You know I don't fuck with no rumors
Rocking red bottoms like they Pumas
Got these meds on me, I'ma do 'em
I take these pills and I'm having a thrill
Taking prescription's a hell of a feeling
As for the xanny, I never forgot it
Got 'em begging to call up my phone tryna have a menage
Gotta put up the cash, can't even stay in the house
Cause there’s too much to hide
Whip the four to a nine, gotta pay up the rent, I was too far behind
Fuck I'm too out of time, fuck 'em two at a time
Had to do what I had to do to get where I'm at, niggas know I ain't lying
Niggas know I ain't lying
It's a lot on my mind, it's a lot on my plate
But I never complain
I was working the weight like I came out the gym
I never did train
Put the girl on a train
Strapped a bird on her back, now she came back with change, ayy
[Chorus]
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
[Verse 2]
I strapped the dope to your spouse
The first time I gave her an ounce
I put some free bands in her account
I told her, "Bitch, can't be running your mouth
Better watch what you say to these niggas
Cause you already know what they 'bout"
Put the game in a choke in a knot
Hit that bitch while I'm choking her out
Put that hook on her, now she got love in the south
I got some purp on me now
Stacking these styrofoams up by the double
They done let me back in, now they know they in trouble
Valet the whip by the front door
On a percocet now and I need me some more
Tell me them lies that you want me to hear
I try to forget, but it's hard to forgive
Take me some codeine and pop me a pill
I pull on a blunt and blow smoke out my ears
I smoke on this blunt, I get high as I can
I float off the Earth in designer
I’m working on having some manners
I’m thinking about it right now
I’m holding the cash while I pour up the lean
Then I put one in the air
[Outro]
Thought it was a drought, thought it, thought it was a drought
We thought it was a drought, we poured an Actavis
Bitch, I'ma choose the dirty over you
You know I ain't scared to lose you
They don't like it when you're telling the truth
I'd rather be realer than you
(Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro)
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Thought It Was a Drought
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Future
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, Pluto
[Chorus]
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a nigga whacked on the news type shit
Sippin' drank and Actavis on some Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallions by the group type shit
[Verse 1]
That's some thick shit, I just thought you knew type shit
I just tricked off, I don't just usually do this type of shit
Pockets racked up, all blue type shit
Bunch of rich niggas, hoes get confused type shit
Atlanta nigga, I live like Ted Turner type shit
On camera, knockin' jaws loose typе shit
I canceled her, kick hеr out the stu' type shit
A silent hitter, I just keep it cool with you bitches
A solid nigga, countin' dog food type shit
Movin' through the city with your boo type shit
She's ready to suck it up like soup type shit
You goin' against the guys and you gon' lose type shit
Pray to God they knock you out your shoes type shit (Type shit)
[Verse 2]
Pop it, pop it, right up out the blue type shit
Put the Double O in a mood
Serotonin, that's a cool type mix
Oxycontin, mix it with balloons (Alright)
East Atlanta feelin' like a zoo type mix (Open up)
Shawty, shawty strippin', takin' shrooms
Eatin' all the Percs, on some food type shit (Open up)
Shawty make it work, 9-to-5 type shit (Open up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food type shit (Open up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food type shit (Going up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool type— (Going up)
Floodin' out the spot, it's like a pool type mix (Add it up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool type shit (Going up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool type— (Open up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food type shit
Feelin' so high, I'm on the moon type shit
[Bridge]
Kick the slow flow, jitsu type shit (Open it up, add it up)
Red lock in my dreadlocks, I'm on bool type shit (Fuck it up, add it up)
Cook a nigga up like food type shit (Fuck it up, fuck it up)
Posted up with my dogs, Scooby Doo type shit (Fuck it up, woo)
[Verse 3]
She grippin' all on my balls, I gotta move type shit
Diamonds, they cover my flaws, I'm actin' brand new type shit
Hundred round drum, make it burst, soundin' like a nuke type shit
All of my jeans is saggin', I think I'm over tight shit
Put the ho down with the gang, now she think she my manager type shit
Shawty thought she was the one, I will forever have a boss bitch
The presi' set on me plain, I'm on some naked type shit
Eighty-one thou' for the teeth, I still ain't smiling for this bitch
This ho think she better than me? She on that IG model shit
Shawty said I'm a superhero, so how the fuck I'ma hide from shit?
Bitch give me dome in the back, she on her bobblehead type shit
All I want is ass and titties, I ain't got no type, shit
Sippin' on drank, Pluto, hold up
Sippin' my drank, Metro
Sittin' right here with my yayo type shit
Might put some diamonds in my gloves, woah, on my Mike shit
What the fuck y'all talking about bodies for? Y'all just type shit (Pluto)
[Chorus]
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit (New type shit)
Get a nigga whacked on the news type shit
Sippin' drank and Actavis on some Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallions by the group type shit
[Outro]
Tags all over my shirt, uh, rockstar type shit (Open it up, open it up)
Molly all in my dreads, uh, Rasta type shit (Open it up, open it up)
'Bout to take a ho to Turks, she a monster type shit (Type shit)
She don't speak no English, money talk type shit
She fuck me, ran her mouth 'cause I'm a boss type shit (Woo)
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Type Shit
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Future
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[Intro]
Zaytoven
[Pre-Chorus]
Mexicano, working like I'm Mexicano
New persona, we're moving on from Ferragamo (I'm moving on)
Get the llama, I party with the real Madonna (Yeah)
Beat the odds, do numbers and remain humble (Future)
[Chorus]
Drop-top Porsches, I'm so used to this (Yeah)
Smoking out the pound, I'm so used to this (I swear)
I know where I'm from and I got used to this (Ayy)
Mansion in the hills, I got used to this (Future)
[Verse 1]
Stack of booty bitches, I got used to this
This ice flooded my wrist, I done got used to this
Tropicana bitches, I got all kinda flavors
Selling dope all my life, I can't do minimum wage (Nah)
Dirty-dirty money, I got used to this (Gang)
I give you my whole heart 'til there ain't nothing to give (Future)
You know how far we came if you know where we been
(Freebandz)
How many niggas you know can hop in the Benz?
Be honest to yourself, don't you never pretend (Tell 'em)
Don't ever play yourself, know when it all begins (You know)
I had to put my back against the wall (And what?)
Tell me that I don't deserve to ball
[Pre-Chorus]
Mexicano, working like I'm Mexicano
New persona, we're moving on from Ferragamo
Get the llama, I party with the real Madonna
Beat the odds, do numbers and remain humble (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Drop-top Porsches, I'm so used to this
Smoking out the pound, I'm so used to this
I know where I'm from and I got used to this
Mansion in the hills, I got used to this
[Verse 2]
Lambo come alive, man, I'm used to this
No one looks surprised 'cause we used to this
I'ma make sure that we get used to this
Treat my brother's kids like they one of my kids
Never looking back on it, we did what we did
Could never find the time for the people I miss
Thought they had my back against the wall
Tell me that I don't deserve to ball
Well, then tell me who deserve it
Eyes getting low but I'm still observing, I see you lurking
Never see me out in person, I'm always working
Money on your head if you make a nigga nervous
Never made a move out here unless I was certain
Tatted on me, but this shit is deeper than the surface
I'm with everyone that I was here with in the first place
Making sure that they all good before they close the curtain
[Pre-Chorus]
Mexicano, working like I'm Mexicano (Working)
New persona, we're moving on from Ferragamo
Get the llama, I party with the real Madonna (Yeah)
Beat the odds, do numbers and remain humble (Future)
[Chorus]
Drop-top Porsches, I'm so used to this
Smoking out the pound, I'm so used to this (I swear)
I know where I'm from and I got used to this
Mansion in the hills, I got used to this (Future)
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Used to This
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Future
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[Part I]
[Intro]
Nard & B
[Chorus]
It's gon' be okay, okay, oh, it's gon' be okay (Okay)
Real hard, nigga, we don't play, but you gon' be okay (FBG)
I don't want no relations (No), I just want your facial (Swear)
I don't want no relations, I just want your facial (Head)
Pour some alcohol and drink it, baby, go and taste it (Drink up)
Pour some alcohol and drink it, baby, go and taste it (Okay)
I don't want no relations (Okay), I just want your facial (Okay)
Girl, you know you like a pistol, you a throwaway
[Verse 1]
We gon' drink, girl, we gon' drink like it's Cinco De Mayo (Let's pour)
I won't ever tell you anything your heart desires (Oh, no)
It's gon' be okay, okay, girl, it's gon' be okay (Woah, woah)
I don't want no confrontation, it too complicated (That's all)
Pour my lean for me, baby, you a hottie thottie (Pour, pour)
I'm gon' fuck you in Atlanta like we on an island (Yeah)
I can't lose my concentration, girl, I ain't go on no dates (I can't go)
If we have a conversation, gotta fuck today (Woo)
I ain't disrespectful never, I ain't disrespectful (I ain't disrespectful)
Got a black girl and a white one, call 'em salt and pepper (Oh yeah)
I copped one of 'em a Bimmer and one a Kompressor (Skrrt, skrrt)
I told her I would call her back and I forgot to text her (FreeBandz)
[Part II]
[Intro]
Deep down
I believe you know you're a monster too
[Refrain]
Go'n fuck that nigga, get it over with
Go'n fuck that nigga, get it over with
Go'n fuck that nigga, get it over with
Go'n fuck that nigga, get it over with
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Interlude]
Future Hendrix
I know your true feelings ain't
They couldn't be here, you hear me?
They gotta be somewhere else
[Chorus]
I ain't worryin' 'bout no fucking, I ain't worried 'bout no fucking
Does sexing on the late night mean that much to you?
My love don't mean that much to you
Fucking these hoes meant too damn much to you
I just hope when you fucking on that nigga, when you finished
He can say that he love you
Now do you feel better 'bout yourself?
Do you feel better by yourself?
Did you feel better when I left?
Mark my words, I'ma ball without you
I came home last night to a ménage
Got my dick sucked and I was thinking about you
I was fucking on a slut and I was thinking about you
When you fucking on that nigga, hope you thinking about me
When you laying with that nigga, hope you thinking about me
'Cause I'm thinking about you
[Refrain]
Go'n fuck that nigga, get it over with
Go'n fuck that nigga, get it over with
[Verse 2]
I want you to fuck him in paradise
'Cause I wanna be in your head tonight
If loving me in public ain't safe
You can take my love and hide it
Don't give up on me today
Hold on to me like a true love
I told you it was a true love
I ended up with temptations
You goin' out the country
You posting up on IG
I'm laid up with my sidepiece
The one that text while you was right there laying up beside me
Now tell me you don't want me
Tell me that the pussy ain't mines no more
Tell me you moving on and you don't love me no more
Monster
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Throw Away
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Future
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[Intro]
I won't wait for you, for you
Early in the mornin', late at night (I won't wait for you)
It don't even matter what time it is (I won't wait for you)
Presidential Rollie, already on the way (Higher, sayin' higher-er-er-er)
Whenever I find time, it's okay (Ayy)
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[Verse 1]
You pray for my demons, girl, I got you
Every time I sip on codeine, I get vulnerable
I'm knowin' the sounds of the storm when it come
She understand I can't take her everywhere a nigga goin'
I been in the field likе the children of the corn
[Chorus]
I can hеar your tears when they drop over the phone
Get mad at yourself 'cause you can't leave me alone
Gossip, bein' messy, that ain't what we doin' (World was endin')
Travel around the world (Would you cry or would you try to get me?)
Over the phone, droppin' tears (Tell me now, I want you to be clear, yeah)
I get more vulnerable when I do pills (Tell me now, I need you to be clear, yeah)
When you drunk, you tell me exactly how you feel (I won't wait for you, for you)
When I'm loaded, I keep it real (I won't wait for you, I won't wait for you)
Need to tell a real one exactly what it is (I won't wait, won't wait, for you, for you)
Don't say it 'cause you know that's what I wanna hear (I won't wait for you, I won't wait for you)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I been trappin' 'round the world
I sit on my balcony and wonder how you feelin'
I got a career that takes my time away from women
I cannot convince you that I love you for a livin' (Won't wait for you, for you)
I be on your line, feeling's flowin' like a river
You be textin' back, you at Kiki on the river (I won't wait for you)
Message say delivered, but I know that you don't get it (I won't wait for you)
Why you introduce us if you knew that you was with him? (I won't wait for you, for you, for you)
Made me shake his hand when y'all been fuckin' for a minute (I won't wait for you, for you)
Walk me off the plank because you know that I'm a swimmer (I won't wait for you)
Supposed to be your dog, but you done put me in a kennel
Girl, put a muzzle on it, all that barkin' over dinner
I was fuckin' with you when you had the tiny Presidential
You got better when you met me and that ain't coincidental
Tried to bring the best out you, guess I'm not that influential
Guess I'm not the one that's meant for you
[Chorus]
I can hear your tears when they drop over the phone
Get mad at myself 'cause I can't leave you alone
Gossip in messages, that ain't what we doin', yeah (World was endin')
Trappin' around the world (Would you cry or would you try to get me?)
Over the phone, droppin' tears (Tell me now, I want you to be clear, yeah)
I get more vulnerable when I do pills (Tell me now, I need you to be clear, yeah)
When you drunk, you tell me exactly how you feel (I won't wait for you, for you)
When I'm loaded, I keep it real (I won't wait for you, I won't wait for you)
Need to tell a real one exactly what it is (I won't wait, won't wait, for you, for you)
Don't say it 'cause you know that's what I wanna hear (I won't wait for you, I won't wait for you)
[Outro]
Early in the mornin', late at night
It don't even matter what time it is
World was endin', would you cry or would you try to get me?
Tell me now, I want you to be clear, yeah
Tell me now
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WAIT FOR U
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Future
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[Intro]
Trap niggas (Trap niggas, trap niggas, trap niggas)
Trap niggas, yeah-yeah (Trap niggas, trap niggas, trap niggas)
Times gettin' hard but a nigga still gettin' it
Young rich niggas, in this motherfucker, huh (Trap niggas, trap niggas, trap niggas)
[Chorus]
When you wake, before you brush your teeth, you grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees, shootin' crap, nigga
Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas (Trap niggas, trap niggas)
God blessin' all them trap niggas
When you wake, before you brush your teeth, you grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees, shootin' crap, nigga
Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas (Trap niggas, trap niggas)
God blessin' all them trap niggas
[Verse 1]
Weighed 1,008 grams on the scale (On the scale)
I got a lower case T across my chest (Need that cross)
Your crack house doin' numbers, then you blessed (Know you blessed)
You move your momma to a crib from the 'jects (Move momma)
It's so much alcohol and kush on my breath (It's all I know)
We prayin' five times a day to catch a plug (For that la-la, trap)
A few bean pies stashed in the truck (They want la-la)
Shoot dice all day and sell dust (Sell dust, trap)
You loaded up, they talkin' shit, you gon' bust (Gon' bust)
Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck (Overdose, trap)
Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut (Roll it over)
Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck (Trap life)
What?
[Chorus]
When you wake, before you brush your teeth, you grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees, shootin' crap, nigga
Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas (Trap niggas, trap niggas)
God blessin' all the trap niggas
When you wake, before you brush your teeth, you grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees, shootin' crap, nigga
Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas (Trap niggas, trap niggas)
God blessin' all them trap niggas
[Verse 2]
Hasta Ia-la-uego wake up with that Glock, okay though (Oh no)
Stash the dope inside a Winnebago in Decatur (Oh no)
You got your work, you posted up in the hood Bodega (What, what, slut)
Lil' woadie loadin' up that yopper 'fore he brush his teeth (That what?)
Gotta roll the backwood up while he countin' cheese (That smoke)
We on the turf, gettin' active on the backstreet (We were)
I'm drinkin' Actavis, the only thing relax me (Pour up)
I'm on drugs, every single day I pop a seal (Trap)
We talk that lingo 'round here, we try and work a deal (Deal)
You pull up round here, they serve you here to Dixie Hills (Trap)
You hit Old Nat, I know on Godby you'll see a trap house
Gotta cock it back, out here, this shit wid-ild
[Outro]
You loaded up, they talk shit, you gon' bust
Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck (Trap)
Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut
Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
What?
(Trap niggas)
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Trap Niggas
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Future
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[Pre-Chorus]
Took a shot of Henny, I've been going brazy, brazy
They say my whole hood got it under investigation
They know they talk that stick talk, that stick talk
They know we talk that lick talk, that lick talk
[Chorus]
10 million dollars cash, fuck a friend
Started sipping syrup, I've been geeked ever since
Gotta keep that heat on the seat ever since
You know we talk that stick talk, that stick talk
I'm 'bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
'Bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
You can't understand us ‘cause you're too soft
Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery
[Verse 1]
They came through with a stick and you heard it
They came through in this bitch and they were swerving
I can't believe the blood ain't on my shirt
Because he got hit close-range
We be talking stick talk, we be talking bricks too
We be talking lick talk, and I'ma fuck your bitch too
I ain't got no manners for no sluts
I'ma put my thumb in her butt
[Chorus]
I'm 'bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
'Bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
You can't understand us ‘cause you're too soft
Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery
[Verse 2]
I'ma tell a lie under oath
I can see it in your eyes, you're going broke
Oxycontin got her with a body count (sak pase)
Riding in a car I barely can pronounce
Ordered up a chauffeur, told him, "ride me round the whole world"
I was on the E-way with that molly and that old girl
Get a little cheaper, you could win
Hit it little harder, get the Benz
[Bridge]
Fully loaded whip tote fully loaded clips
Fucking with my niggas, I'll smoke a zip
Red eyes, and I got them Zoes with me
Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery
[Chorus]
10 million dollars cash, fuck a friend
Started sipping syrup, I've been geeked ever since
Gotta keep that heat on the seat ever since
You know we talk that stick talk, that stick talk
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Stick Talk
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Future
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[Intro]
Call it how it is
Hendrix
I promise, I swear, I swear
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
You heard, spit it, yo
[Chorus]
Percocets (Ya), molly, Percocets (Percocets)
Percocets (Ya), molly, Percocets (Percocets)
Rep the set (Yeah), gotta rep the set (Gang, gang)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches)
Mask on (Mask off), fuck it, mask off (Mask, bitches)
Mask on (Mask off), fuck it, mask off (Mask off)
Percocets ('Cets), molly, Percocets (Percocets)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches)
[Verse 1]
Two cups (Cups), toast up with the gang (Gang, gang)
From food stamps to a whole 'nother domain, ya
Out the bottom (Yeah), I'm the livin' proof (Super)
Ain't compromising, half a million on a coupe (Gang, gang)
Drug houses (Where?), lookin' like Peru (Woah, woah, woah)
Graduated (Grad), I was overdue (I'm on due)
Pink molly (Molly), I can barely move (Barely move)
Ask about me ('Bout me), I'm gon' bust a move
Rick James (James), thirty-three chains (Thirty-three)
Ocean air (Air), cruisin' Biscayne (Big foreigns)
Top off (God), that’s a liability (Big foreigns)
Hit the gas (Gas), boostin' my adrenaline (Big foreigns)
[Chorus]
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Percocets (Yeah), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Rep the set (Yeah), gotta rep the set (Gang, gang)
Chase a check (Chase it, ye), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches, big foreign)
Mask on (Mask off, ye), fuck it, mask off (Mask, big foreigns)
Mask on (Mask off, ye), fuck it, mask off (Mask, big foreigns)
Percocets ('Cets, ye), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches)
[Interlude]
Four-door Maybach (Four-door), I drive anything (Ye)
Buy my Range (Ye), make 'em go insane (Ye)
(Oh my Lord, praise him be)
DJ EscoMoe City
[Verse 2]
Uh, I got a halo
I level up every time God say so
Shooter on payroll
Lookin' like Pancho, lookin' like Pedro
Money tree from Tarzan
Ten dividends gon' grow when I say "grow"
Kung Fu Kenny with the Midas touch
Ain't no penny that I don't touch
All my enemy bite on dust
Ain't no talkin' when it's fatal
Havin' heart, I can't tell (Wait)
Half of y'all might need help (Wait)
I might fall in Rodeo (Bitch)
I might ball in Australia (Say no more)
I might call her for real (Say no more)
All the ass gon' unveil
Wind blows in the windows and I snuck in when the vent close
She copy like 10-4, know who we sent for
Platinum, platinum, platinum
Gotta look at self and ask, "What happened?"
How y'all let a conscious nigga go commercial
While only makin' conscious albums?
How y'all let the braids on TV?
How y'all let the hood at the table?
Now y'all don't even know how to rate him
Niggas lookin' like I'm a Create-A-Player
Everybody who didn't pay respect
Gotta 'fess up now and pay ya debts
Gotta lay somethin' down if makin' threats
Gotta say somethin' now, don't hold ya breath
I mean, I'm floatin', I got the sauce, got the potion
I got 'em all in convulsions and emotions
I put careers in negotions and put the body in the ocean
I made an oath when my nigga told me to go in
Then he died on a cold bench
All my old friends livin' life on a slow end
Gotta keep shit rollin', it's deep (It's deep, it's deep, it's deep)
I done fucked so much, I can't sleep (I can't sleep, I can't sleep)
I done fucked so much, I'm retired (Swear to God, swear to God)
I'm 'bout to live my life through Dave Free (Swear to God, swear to God)
She said she broke down when Prince died (It's alright)
Bitch, my hair down, Prince live through me (I am Prince)
Get your ass up and be inspired (Get inspired)
You know how many bodies in the street? (How many?)
Take the mask off so you can see
[Chorus]
Percocets (Ya), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Percocets (Ya), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Rep the set (Yee), gotta rep the set (Gang, gang)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches, big foreign)
Mask on (Mask off, ye), fuck it, mask off (Mask, big foreigns)
Mask on (Mask off, ye), fuck it, mask off (Mask, big foreigns)
Percocets (Ye), molly, Percocets (Big foreigns)
Chase a check (Chase it), never chase a bitch (Don't chase no bitches)
[Outro]
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off
Vengeance is mine, said the Lord
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Mask Off (Remix)
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Future
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[Produced by Mike WiLL Made It]
[Intro]
Real dope dealers for real, haha
Hahaha
[Chorus]
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
[Verse 1]
Whippin' the yam, whippin and flippin' the yam
Turn the whole brick to a Lam
Re-rockin' the dope, soon as it get off the boat
Keepin' it soft like a mink
Gold on my link, coke in the sink
Choppin' that work like karate
Servin' a new Maserati, in a brand new Maserati
That's a whole lot of new money
Snatch it, then hide it from the 12
Movin' them squares and them bales
Servin' the rawest of yayo
Beating that china like Kunta Kinte
Whippin' it, whippin' that fish and Parkay
Drinkin' on syrup, I'm rollin' up haze
Made myself a boss, a boss and a plug
Either way you put it, nigga, I'm good
Triple salute, nigga, straight out the hood
Bakin' soda water splash the scales
Fork in my right and my pot in my left
Leanin' all the way over to the side
I whip me a four way to a nine
The dirty, the money is homicide
And my recipe can't be televised
[Chorus]
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
[Verse 2]
Young enough to still sell dope
But old enough that I knows better
When they sayin' it's 42 for that white powder, I knows better
Get it, nigga? I nose better, put a smile on the devil's face
Who don't wanna sell dope forever
And flood their Rollie till the bezel break?
Woo! Fish scale in the two-door that I fish-tails
Fiberglass, Ferrari leather, in designer shit that I misspell
YUGHH! Look at the clues
The J's, the jewels, I'm actin' a monkey
From 16 years old, I'm whippin' in kitchens, fuckin' my junkies
Pablo, Versace way before Migos
My dinner plates, no silverware, all you niggas my hijos
Toss a kilo like a free throw, crack house, it had the peephole
Made it through to the other side
Now nothing's big as my ego, Push
[Chorus]
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
[Verse 3]
Me, I try to leave the best for later
But Pusha tried to put me on the respirator
The old Skateboard P, that's your favorite
Me and twenty girls doin' yoga naked
Frequency high, like a spaceship
She say that she like it and she's been exposed
The Gandalf hat and the weird ass clothes
That's Comme des Garçons and the Buffalo
I know guerrillas with the triggers that's on a banana clip
And packin' with the biggest missiles
These niggas is knocking over vehicles
These niggas ain't waitin' just to see niggas
These niggas ain't tryna hear plea, niggas
These niggas like choppin' down trees, niggas
These niggas 1-2-3 and they squeeze, niggas
These niggas hit the weed then they lean niggas, gee, nigga
If you got two hoes, you need to let one go
Two Lambos, you need to let one go
All these drones while y'all smoke dro
There's an eye in the sky, I'm tryna let y'all know
Ain't no standards, I'ma set one though
Big ass bag but no man sandals
All that war, we need to let that go
That boom business, I'ma get that ho
[Chorus]
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Ayy, move that dope, ayy, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga, move that dope
[Verse 4]
Young nigga got that coke, whip that dope like a bad child
How you think about that coupe with no roof?
Young nigga cashed out
Popped so many Percs, popped so many Xans
Young nigga 'bout to pass out
12 jump behind me, I got some in the car
Young nigga 'bout to smash out
Migo hit that line, say he got some bricks
Young fresh 'bout to buy 'em out
QuikTrip 'round the corner, dropped a nine
Got the J's in the lunch line smokin' iron
Cocaine, cocaine cowboy, like Mickey Munday
Take over the project, whip a line, me no wait
I keep a .45 in my coat while I'm servin' dope
The J's in my hood smoke that crack, say it give 'em hope
Serve a nigga whole brick, he hopin' that it come and go
Young nigga tricked up
Now he spendin' that money with Casino!
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Move That Dope
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Future
|
[Chorus]
First I got married to money
Then I fell in love with that dirty
First I got married to money
Then I fell in love with that dirty
Extendo, extendo, extendo
The clip gotta hold like a thirty
I got my clique and they represent this
Like a nigga wearin' jerseys
Like a nigga wearin' jerseys
I get love way in Jersey
Crime rate's goin' crazy, crazy
'Cause my young niggas so thirsty
Couple commas, made a purchase
Caught the wave, I ain't surfin'
Caught the wave, I ain't surfin'
You do what you want when you poppin', yeah
You do what you want when you poppin'
You do what you want once you cop it
You do what you want when you got it, yeah
You do what you want when you poppin'
You do what you want when you got it, huh
[Refrain]
I be on syrup, they know it, huh
Stack up some money, then blow it, huh
I do what I want and I spazz
Take the Styrofoam, pour the syrup up
It's a dress code, but that ain't for us
[Verse 1]
Do what you want when you poppin', don't fold up
When I'm feelin' the stress, then I pour up
Reppin' the set like a soldier
Hop out a Benz when I roll up
I wasn't splurging on purpose
You lame niggas makin' me nervous
I keep me a banger like Birdie
Sip out my cup and it's dirty
[Verse 2]
Like the smell of that money when it burn
Bitch, you know a nigga poppin', wait your turn
I make so much money, it's got me delirious
When your gang-gang in the chain gang, shit serious
I gotta maintain, I'm superior, nigga
I rep the same gang on account of my niggas
We fill up two planes on account of these riches
I fuck up some loose change on account of these bitches
[Chorus]
First I got married to money
Then I fell in love with that dirty
First I got married to money
Then I fell in love with that dirty
Extendo, extendo, extendo
The clip gotta hold like a thirty
I got my clique and they represent this
Like a nigga wearin' jerseys
Like a nigga wearin' jerseys
I get love way in Jersey
Crime rate's goin' crazy, crazy
'Cause my young niggas so thirsty
Couple commas, made a purchase
Caught the wave, I ain't surfin'
Caught the wave, I ain't surfin'
You do what you want when you poppin'
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Jersey
|
Future
|
[Intro]
Ooh (Ooh)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
It was right
Even though it felt wrong
Nothin' ever stopped you
From showin' your progression suddenly
Broken lies
Driving backwards
Making all the wrong turns, saying all the wrong words
Dodging angels
[Refrain]
Oh-oh
Let's not be alone
Let's not be alone
Let's be one
Oh-oh
Let's not be alone
[Bridge]
Empty thoughts fill the room (Mm)
Breathe for me and I'll breathe for you
[Chorus]
Let's be selfish, selfish, bae, yeah (Tonight)
Tonight
Let's be selfish, selfish, baby (Tonight)
Tonight (Tonight, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
I just hit the lick, south of France
Currency exchange, lookin' fancy
If that money dirty, make it dance
25 karats cost a mansion
Gold rose petals, bottle standin'
Came from the concrete, takin' chances
Pop gold Ace like a Xanny
I just need the blessin' from your family
Broken lies, ain't no love without us
It will die, roses turn into dust
Every night, we gettin' more popular
Wrong is right when it comes to us
[Refrain]
Oh, let's not be alone
Let's not be alone, mmm, tonight
[Outro]
I'll be selfish, let's be selfish
Oh-oh, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, oo-oo-ooh
I'll be selfish
Let's be selfish
Let's be-
Let's be selfish
Yeah, yeah
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Selfish
|
Future
|
[Intro]
(DJ EscoMoeCity, the coolest DJ on the motherfuckin' planet)
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Ayy, somebody uh, call somebody get some molly
I need some good sauce, clean sauce
[Chorus 1]
Purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, Purple-
I just need my girlfriend
I just need my girlfriend
I just need-
Purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, Purple-
I just need my girlfriend
I just need my girlfriend
I just need purple
[Verse 1]
And I keep a pint of cup of purple like Whoopi
And I keep the stainless steel on me like shoes
They got me going way harder now we can't lose
I had the conversation cause these niggas ain't true
I know you credit card fraud gangs bustin' some moves
I hope you're stacking money to the ceiling out the roof
I hope you ain't catchin' feelings for no bitch who fucked the crew
You know I'm independent, get the 'rillo, bust a jug
You know that purple reign had them hitters on foot
I see you acting strange, I can tell this ain't love
That brand new Mulsanne, had to get it out the mud
Purple reign, purple reign is understood
[Chorus 2]
Purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple-
I just need my girlfriend
I just need my girlfriend
I just need-
[Verse 2]
I just need my girl, I just need my girlfriend
I bought a couple Hublots like I'm pushing heroin
I bought a couple coupés, I bought a couple Panameras
I'm acting like a Freeband Gang terrorist
Red cup of lean, don't approach me like a junkie
Take a pledge to the team, we gon' kill and get money
International, we taking over all the countries
Any nationality they coming, baby, coming
Ride shotgun in the foreign, that's a Rover
Until you gun down, we gon' never have closure
Got real estate downtown, investing all over
I heard you're trying to talk down like I ain't focused
I know you tryna play around like I ain't got soldiers
Big cup of syrup washing down all my doja
Wearing Louis loafers like they old penny loafers
Started off local, got the cribs bi-coastal
I don't want no words with you 'cause you mad bogus
I'm just tryna motivate the hoods all over
I'm just tryna teach you how to get these whips loaded
I'm just tryna show you how to get a few Rollies
[Chorus 1]
Purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple-
I just need my girlfriend
I just need my girlfriend
I just need-
Purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple-
I just need my girlfriend
I just need my girlfriend
I just need-
[Verse 3]
Hope I didn't come at you the wrong way, that wasn't planned
Hope you see the path that I made, I took a chance
I just put my passion and drive into this
Two cups of that dirty, take a dab, blow kush and
We ain't gonna talk about it, cut you off if you keep pushing
Since I got the fame, can't forget I was crooked
They wanna see me make the wrong move, bite the bullet
See me whip up in that new school just like a bullet
[Chorus 2]
Purple reign, purple-
I just need my girlfriend
I just need my girlfriend
I just need-
Purple reign, purple reign, purple reign, purple-
Purple reign, purple reign
I just need my girlfriend
I just need my girlfriend
I just need-
[Outro]
Purple reign, purple reign is understood
Purple Reign, purple reign is in...
(DJ Esco Moe City the coolest DJ on the muthafuckin planet)
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Purple Reign
|
Future
|
[Intro]
Yeah, Pluto
You better not raise your voice at me (You)
You know I got a pimp degree (You know)
Yeah, Pluto (You know)
[Chorus]
Draco season with the bookbag (You know)
Rat-tat got a little kickback (You)
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
[Verse 1]
Lamborghini doors when I lift off (You)
They done fucked around, got a nigga pissed off (You know)
Nice little thot got a stiff arm (You)
Did the Heisman on the ho, got the stiff arm (You know)
Fuck all that biting like Tyson or Holyfield (You)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (You know)
A couple of pills and I got my soda filled (You)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (You know)
Break out a sweat, I go head over heels for these mils (You)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (You know)
She thinks she the one but to me she ain't nothing but a thrill (You)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (You know)
I've been drippin' like a God, what else? (You)
I been dodgin' all the flage, what else? (You)
I been fillin' up garages, what else? (You)
I gave her her first ménage, what else? (You know)
Uh, close your eyes, eyes, eyes (You)
I'm about to slide, slide, slide (You know)
Wonder why, why, why (You)
I stay in the sky, sky, sky (You know)
Pink molly, let me dance with her (You)
Freestylin', let me dance with her (You)
Sky-Dweller, it was sentimental (You)
Rose gold, it was cinnamon
[Chorus]
Draco season with the bookbag (You know)
Rat-tat got a little kickback (You)
Hundreds on hundreds, got a good batch (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
[Verse 2]
Fucking my bitch by the change (Change)
Want me to jump out the stage (Jump out the stage)
I wanna jump in the air (Yeah)
You know the love ain't fair (You know)
You killin' then show us the proof (You know)
I already got the juice (You)
Chain different colors like fruits, uh (Fruits)
I like to hang out the roof (You)
I got to train my bitches (Let's train 'em)
I'm putting chains on my bitches (I'm putting chains on 'em)
I'll pull some chain on the snitches (I'll pull some chain on the snitches)
I'm focused, I'm back on my mission (Yeah)
Flex on a nigga, no apologies (Flex on 'em)
Molly off-white, done got to me (Flex on 'em)
Playing hockey with the ice in the Major League (Yeah)
35 bitches at the St. Reg (Yeah)
Fall back shooter like KD (Every day)
Back in the kitchen with the Curry (Curry)
Pullin' up with Xan', can't hurt me (Hurt me)
Pineapple drink lookin' syrupy (Syrupy)
56 nights, I was dirty (56)
Styrofoam cups servin' patients (Woo)
Heard you been talkin' 'bout the kid (Kid)
Knowin' damn well that's a flagrant (Technical)
I cancel two bitches (Cancel 'em)
I got me some new bitches (Got 'em, got 'em)
Come check out how I'm living (Check out how I'm living)
I got me some new drippy (I got me some new drip)
I got me some new drip (Got me some new drip)
She ain't got nothing to do with it (Nothing to do with it)
I'll give my bitch to you (I'll give my bitch to you)
If that what she mean to you (If that what she mean)
[Chorus]
Draco season with the bookbag (You know)
Rat-tat got a little kickback (You)
Hundreds on hundreds, got a good batch (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
Draco season with the bookbag (You know)
Rat-tat got a little kickback (You)
Hundreds on hundreds, got a good batch (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back (You know)
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
[Verse 3]
Yacht cruisin' in the deep (For real)
I'm twisted up, I got geeked
Misbehaving with your freak (Misbehaving)
Can't tell she got teeth (Damn)
I was in her mouth like veneers (Yeah)
Stop comparing my career (Stop comparing)
Designer flooded through the crib (Yeah, designer)
Bentley furniture for real (Yeah, yeah)
Bought a Fendi couch for my kids (For real)
They just want to plug a nigga wig (Woo)
Charge a half a mil for the gig (Yeah)
Middle fingers up, fuck the pigs (Yeah)
Diamonds fallin' off me, let me jig (Yeah)
Never falling off and never quit (Yeah)
I retired cookin' up a brick (Woah)
Certified nigga out the 6 (Yeah)
Who was wrapping dummies in the zone (Woah)
I was chargin' 10 for the strong (Woah)
Keep on goin' in on this song (Woah)
Keep an F&N at your home (Woah)
Lesson learned and we moving on (Woah)
I got Firm niggas, Al Capone (Yeah)
Got my Chi' niggas on the horn (Yeah)
Downtown Atlanta I was born (Woah)
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Draco
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Future
|
[Intro]
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
[Verse 1]
Is that her in the VIP-line
With the Vuitton and Yves Saint Laurent
Used to drive a Nissan now she in a Bimmer
I don't want 'er cause she from the corner
And I heard that Bimmer was a loaner
Her old man, the owner
And don't even drink Corona's
What type of drink you want bruh
On champagne forever
On dirty sprite forever
You can come sip with me
If you'd like to change the weather
If you wanna live better
We can buy a crib, where ever
Don't get too thirsty, get used to the cheddar
I wanna tell the world about you just so they can get jealous
And if you see 'er 'fore I do tell 'er I wish that I've met 'er
[Chorus]
Turn on the lights
I'm lookin' for 'er too
I heard she keep her promises, and never turn on you
I heard she ain't gon' cheat and she gon' never make no move
I heard she be there anytime you need 'er, she come through
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin' for 'er
I’m lookin' for 'er
I’m lookin' for 'er
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin' for 'er
I’m lookin' for 'er
I’m lookin' for 'er
I’m lookin' for 'er
[Verse 2]
Send 'er my way
Tell 'er I've been lookin' for 'er in the broad day
Hangin' with the dope boys in the hallways
And I know, to keep 'er, yeah you gotta get that pay
Turn on the lights
I'm lookin' for 'er too
I heard she got a pretty face and stand up like a stallion
I heard that she a precious jewel, you treat her to medallions
I wanna be the one to find out if I go to prowlin'
And if I get her number, you know I can't wait to dial it
And if we get together, girl, you know we gon' be wildin'
And when we get together we make magic and it’s ours
Whenever you up here, ain't nun nobody can do about it
[Verse 3]
She a hood girl
But she a good girl
She been mislead
Now she ready for the world
I want your energy
To take control of me
I've tried to go to sleep
And seen 'er in my dreams
Just in case I run across her today I'ma stay clean
Just in case you recognize her face, send 'er to me
And tell 'er I’ve been lookin' for 'er with a flashlight
You can't tell a nigga nothin' because I got my cash right
And tell 'er if she honest I promise to stay true
Make sure, when you tell 'er, tell 'er we goin' past the moon
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Turn On the Lights
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Future
|
[Intro]
(DJ EscoMoeCity, the coolest DJ on the motherfuckin' planet)
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Wicked tunes, you know what I'm sayin'?
(Southside)
Wizard
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
[Chorus]
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Woo, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard
Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
[Verse 1]
Candles burning, money burning, graveyard these niggas
Phantom parkin', big dawg barkin' hey
Lortabs on me, oh-oh-oh-oh
Shawty want that wave, oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm drippin' Cartier, oh-oh-oh-oh
Put a gold bird on you, that's what's happening
I put that lingo on her, she was Spanish
I fill a one liter up with Xannies
This continental and it's panoramic
It's complimentar-ary to the savages
You fuck around with me, it be a tragedy
I want green, green, green, no asparagus
I drink lean, lean, lean it ain't embarrassing
[Chorus]
Huh, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Wooh, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
[Verse 2]
Now she going, now that bitch going
I purchase Avianne and now she lit, huh
Wedding band rings on me lit, huh
Married to the game, I'm the shit, huh
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Bitch, we made men
We ain't pullin' up at cribs that we can't get
You can't pull a bitch on Instagram I ain't hit, huh
And then she tellin' lies about me cause she ain't shit, uh
She want that big-big dog status
I was in the alley with them nickel bags tallied
Now I'm Taliban Gang status, that's what's happenin'
And you niggas can't get close cause you don't know me
It ain't no more dip and dabbin', hangin' low key
These bitches see me and they panic
I can't believe it, I was on the corner gamblin'
[Chorus]
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard
Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
Hold up, wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked
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Wicked
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Future
|
[Intro]
GloRilla
On the gang, gang
Huh, uh, uh, uh (Chaii's hard)
Ayy
[Chorus]
It's 7 p.m. Friday (Yup)
It's ninety-five degrees (Woo)
I ain't got no nigga and no nigga ain't got me (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to show my ass (Baow)
These niggas love a freak (Uh)
How the fuck is that your man (Huh?)
If he right here with me? (The fuck? Ayy)
[Refrain]
Turnt up with my niggas (Ayy)
Turnt up with my bitches (Ayy)
Turnt up at my shows, yeah
Cuzzo got that blicky (Ayy)
Sixty thousand fans came to see me do my dance (Huh)
Got a million and one haters, and they all can kiss my ass (Mwah)
Turnt up with my niggas (Ayy)
Turnt up with my bitches (Ayy)
Turnt up at my shows, yeah
Cuzzo right here with me (Ayy, cuh)
Off a fifth of Hen', yeah, gettin' fucked up with my twin
Got a Backwood full of 'Za and a bankroll full of bands
[Verse 1]
All that, all that Twitter typin', bitches see me and ain't do nothin' (Weak ass)
Crop top with some bikers shorts, I'm showin' off my moose knuckle (Woo)
I'm feelin' good today (Yeah)
I'm outsidе with your bae (Uh-huh)
Got a brown-skin nigga with dreads (Okay)
And a black-ass nigga with waves (Lеt's go, ayy)
He gon' drop that neck (Ayy)
He love the way I sex (Ayy)
Fake nails, bitches pressed (Ayy)
So high, I'm damn-near wrecked (Ayy)
I keep this pussy fresh (Ayy)
Yeezy shirt, I'm wet (Ayy)
Who want smoke? Say, what? (Ayy)
Ho, get that off your chest (The fuck?)
[Refrain]
Turnt up with my niggas (Ayy)
Turnt up with my bitches (Ayy)
Turnt up at my shows, yeah
Cuzzo got that blicky (Ayy)
Sixty thousand fans came to see me do my dance (Huh)
Got a million and one haters, and they all can kiss my ass (Mwah)
[Chorus]
It's 7 p.m. Friday (Yup)
It's ninety-five degrees (Woo)
I ain't got no nigga, and no nigga ain't got me (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to show my ass (Baow)
These niggas love a freak (Uh)
How the fuck is that your man (Huh?)
If he right here with me? (Uh)
[Verse 2]
Friday night, hot as hell, and you know the hoes out (Where they at?)
Mani-pedi, fresh set, and I got my toes out (Pff)
I'm rockin' Off-White (Hey) on an off night (Uh-huh)
These bitches with me pretty (Yeah), and they all can fight, yeah (Ayy)
Fuck you mean? Forty inches, six-thirteen (Hey)
I'm lookin' fine as hell (Woah), I'm tryna be seen (Duh)
I'm finna wreck the scene (Huh), I'm off the 17' (Hey)
Turnt up with my nigga 'nem, watch me do my, ah, ah
[Chorus]
It's 7 p.m. Friday (Yup)
It's ninety-five degrees (Woo)
I ain't got no nigga, and no nigga ain't got me (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to show my ass (Baow)
These niggas love a freak (Uh)
How the fuck is that your man (Huh?)
If he right here with me?
[Outro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
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TGIF
|
GloRilla
|
[Intro]
GloRilla
Real hot girl shit
AceC, turn that heat up, nigga
On the gang, gang, on the gang, gang
Ah
[Verse 1]
He, he, he, he in love with Glo
Never got the cookie, but got my name tatted (Ayy)
Killer where? Don't know who he killed, I heard that mane ratted (Damn)
Never full, when it's time to eat, I be his main platter
NYC, New York Fashion Week, Tommy Hil' jacket (Huh)
Tell these hoes to stay dangerous 'cause nere one of thеy niggas safe (Nah)
My nigga say he faithful, I still got a few hoеs just in case (Got too)
I can't lie, I used to simp so hard but them my old ways
It's three hundred sixty five days in a year, couldn't play with me on none of them days (Woo)
Fuckin' ass freaky nigga (Ugh)
Don't even wear no condoms (Freaky ass)
Don't know how to treat a lady (Like the fuck?)
I oughta smack your mama (Bitch)
Pussy wet, good ass neck (That's me), so I talk how I wanna
Save a nigga, who, bitch? Do I look like fuckin' Superwoman?
On the gang
[Chorus]
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then, bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver (Real hot girl shit, ayy)
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber
[Verse 2]
I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T (Ah)
Same hoes hatin' used to wanna be besties (Besties)
You can get your wig turned like Effie (Like Effie)
I don't need insurance 'cause a bitch can't wreck me (Baow, baow)
Ready or not, I'm comin' like Freddy (Like Freddy)
I'm mother, and you know my trick is your daddy (Your daddy)
Clock that tea, bitch, catch it (Bitch, catch it)
You look like a discount me on Etsy (Ayy)
I'm the female titan, I'm steppin' on bitches
I'm showin' my titties (Yeah), I tore up the city (Yeah)
A P-I-M-P (Yeah), I be hoein' these niggas (Yeah)
He run back to me (Yeah) 'cause you borin' a nigga (Borin' a nigga)
Fuck is a layover? I ain't waitin' (I ain't waitin')
I get the bag then I change destinations (Yeah)
These niggas be crazy, I don't blame 'em
I'm a dog too, I don't wanna change him (Huh)
[Chorus]
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him (Save him)
That is not my nigga, don't claim him (Yeah)
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded (Yeah, yeah)
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum (Huh, Channing Tatum)
I don't wanna be saved, don't save me (Don't save me)
You for everybody, nigga, don't claim me (Don't claim me)
Hate a nigga tryna tell me what to do
You ain't my daddy, I'm not your baby (Not your baby)
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber (Ah)
[Outro]
Go Meg
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Ah)
Get 'em Glo (Ayy)
Get 'em Glo (Huh)
Get 'em Glo (Woo)
Get 'em Glo (Hey)
Get 'em Glo (Huh)
Get 'em Glo (Woo, yeah)
On the gang, gang
Fuck you mean? Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, huh, huh
On the gang, gang, on the gang, gang
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Wanna Be
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
GloRilla
It's Glo the motherfuckin’ P, y'all know what the fuck goin' on (AceC, turn that heat up, nigga)
(Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh) On the gang, gang
(Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh) On the gang, gang
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I’m from Memphis, what you know about me?
Big G-L-O in that GLE (Ugh, ugh)
Fifty thousand, new Chanel shopping spree
And every time I pop it out, you know I A-T-E (Ayy, ayy)
I'm that bitch, ho, get like me
You know it's YWR, big CMG (Wipe me down)
Small niggas, tall niggas, long paper, no small figures
Fifty bitches, all pretty, and we all litty (On the gang)
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm wearin' booty shorts (Baow), 'cause my paper long (On God)
It's a Friday night (What's up?), my nigga ain’t at home (Let’s go)
I pour my bitches shots (Uh-huh), 'cause I don’t drink alone (Hell nah)
I'm outside again (Let's get it), 'cause, bitch, I hate at home (The fuck?)
[Chorus]
It’s giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, ayy, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, ayy, ugh, yeah)
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, ayy, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, ayy, ugh, yeah) (On Blood)
[Verse 2]
S-S-E-X-Y-Y-R-E-D (Uh)
You play with me, I put a pothole in your teeth (Grraow, baow)
I-I-I'm with my peoples, and we comin' fifty deep
Ye ain't know I was a hitta 'cause I'm always lookin' fleek (Yeah, yeah, ah, ah)
C-C-Cash out new ball, AMG
Outside bubble gum with some bloody red seat (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), yoom
I-I like ratchet bitches twerkin' to the beat (Ah, uh, yeah)
If you hear this song playin', shake that ass for Glo and me (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm wearin' booty shorts (Baow), 'cause my paper long (On God)
It's a Friday night (What's up?), my nigga ain't at home (Let's go)
I pour my bitches shots (Uh-huh), 'cause I don't drink alone (Hell nah)
I'm outside again (Let's get it), 'cause, bitch, I hate at home (The fuck?)
[Chorus]
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
[Verse 3]
Coochie drive 'em crazy, CDC
He a dog for the pussy, and you know I got the treat
Private entry through the club, fuck a fee
Bitch play with gang tonight, her face goin' on a tee (Buh, buh)
Bad bitch, you know I'm thick as Coachella
You won't never catch me slippin', I ain't no fuckin' Cinderella (Stupid bitch)
Glo the P, and the P stand for poppin'
Neck on faucet, do my dance on them bitches since they watchin' (On the gang)
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WHATCHU KNO ABOUT ME
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
GloRilla (Squat made the beat)
(B100 made this)
(Go Grizz)
On the gang, gang
On the gang, gang
Woo
[Verse 1]
Yeah, run up on big Glo, you won't, I bet your ass be on the floor
Big carbon hit like Mayweather, Tula come through and bow a ho
Got millions out that rap shit, they hate a bitch, but they stole the flow
Got backend after backend comin', fuck 'em, I stole the show
Don't run up on that bitch, she a headcase, all she do is shoot
I signed my deal up on a PJ and hopped out a parachute
I'm geeked, don't ask me 'bout no more features, I might just stare at you
I'm geeked, don't ask me 'bout no more features, I might embarrass you
[Chorus]
(Yeah, Glo) Stomp a lil' pussy ho with some shell toes
(Yeah, Glo) Slappin' rap bitches and makin' bail, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Two-tone Cartier match the nails, ho
(Yeah, Glo) No competition, these bitches stale, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Cuban on Cuban, my shit in layers, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Say they get money, but I can't tell, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Keep runnin' circles around these snail hoes
(Yeah, Glo) And my shit bumpin' up in the jail, ho
On the gang
[Verse 2]
"Big Glo, where you been at?" "Mane, everywhere, I'm workin' hard"
Maybach and G-Wagon trucks, got M&M's in my garage
Quick to crank up on a ho, you bitches better not get me started
Locked in with the gangstas and players, my folks gon' keep it solid
Everything I got on new, it look like I got renovated (Ayy)
I'm cocky, bitch, when I was just humble they didn't appreciate it (Fuck 'em)
Young, wealthy, and ratchet, I'm the hood bitches' motivation (Stamped it)
On top of the world now, they tried to underestimate me (Haha)
[Refrain]
(Get 'em, Glo) Them bitches fraudulent, you know you the truth
(Get 'em, Glo) Stop overthinkin', these hoes can't fuck with you (Period)
(Get 'em, Glo) Standin' on business in these Chanel shoes
Before I let a ho play with me, I'll go eat some jail food, on gang
[Chorus]
(Yeah, Glo) Stomp a lil' pussy ho with some shell toes
(Yeah, Glo) Slappin' rap bitches and makin' bail, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Two-tone Cartier match the nails, ho
(Yeah, Glo) No competition, these bitches stale, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Cuban on Cuban, my shit in layers, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Say they get money, but I can't tell, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Keep runnin' circles around these snail hoes
(Yeah, Glo) And my shit bumpin' up in the jail, ho
[Outro]
(On the gang) Yeah, Glo
Yeah, Glo
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Yeah Glo!
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
(Cheese, his name is Cheese)
They say they don't fuck with me (Cheese), but I say they can't fuck with me
Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me?
[Verse 1]
P-poppin' shit, you would think I went to school for chiropractin' (Poppin')
Lookin' good as hell today, just sent my nigga five attachments (Look at this)
Why did you confront me 'bout a nigga? Man, you bitches backwards (Stupid ass)
They come at me 'bout niggas who I don't even find attractive (Ugh)
I don't know that nigga, I just seened him on the town before
I can't be up in her face, I took her nigga down before (Nah)
When I lose a nigga, I just pop out and go find some morе (Easy)
Soon as I feel like my time get wastеd, then it's time to go (Deuces)
They say they don't fuck with me, but I say they can't fuck with me (On gang)
Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me (Huh?)
Them bitches should've stayed down, they could've been up with me (Too bad)
But all they doin' is talkin' down, 'cause they can't get up with me (Lame ass)
My ex fuckin' on my old friend, both they ass some fuckin' clowns (Hahahaha)
Thinkin' that she got one up on me, she got my hand-me-downs (Lame ass ho)
He thought he wasn't gon' have to stand on shit, like he was handicap (Thought it was)
Make that nigga stand on that, now his ass can't stand me now
High as fuck, I'm lit, yuh, I don't smoke no swishers (Nope)
Slidin' with my gang and 'nem, look at them like sisters (That's gang)
These bitches be lettin' them go out sad about these niggas (Ugh)
I don't wanna hang with them, they don't handle business (They can't hang with us)
They be goin' for anything, but I can't go for none of that (None of that)
Why would I go chase you if I know you gon' come runnin' back? (Fuckin' dumb)
Cut everybody off, lately been feelin' like the lumberjack (Fuck 'em)
They really had me fucked up, and I wasn't goin' for none of that (None of that)
She the type, the nigga make her mad she go tweet somethin' (Ugh)
Me, I'm kinda ratchet still so I'm the type to beat somethin' (Beat 'em up)
I can't love you, baby, like your bitch do, so don't leave her (Keep that bih)
He gon' choose her every time 'cause it's cheaper to keep her (Hahaha)
[Chorus]
Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow (That's just me)
Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows
[Verse 2]
Ridin' with my twin and 'nem (Skrrt), and we all look good as fuck (Gang)
She say she my opp but I don't know her, had to look her up (Fuck is you?)
I know that I'm rich, but I can't help it, bitch, I'm hood as fuck (Woo)
I've been on these bitches neck so long, sometimes my foot get stuck (Ah)
I can't put you in my business (No), you might wish me dead tomorrow (Yeah)
Bitches be on dick today, sing every word of "Up" tomorrow (Up)
Bitch, I still got cases open, keep your mouth shut tomorrow (Shh)
Play with me today then get some sleep, you know it's up tomorrow (Woo)
Fake bitch, that's why my friend fucked on your nigga (Ah-ha)
Both you bitches pussy, I think y'all should scissor (Ah-ah-ah)
She bought a chain, I bought the same one, even bigger (Bitch, it's bigger)
She throwin' shots, that's how I know I got her triggered (Ah)
I don't speak dog ho (Woof), I don't care what no bitch say (No)
I stay on her mind, I got condos in that bitch head (Ah)
She say she don't fuck with me (Who?), who said that you can, ho? (Never)
That nigga a munch and he gon' eat me like a mango
Long ass weave, it be ticklin' my ass crack (Ah)
Wonder what I'll do tomorrow that these hoes will be mad at (Huh?)
All y'all bitches sweet, and I always get my lick, boo (Facts)
I, I fight for my bitches and I'm fightin' over dick too (That, that, Cardi)
[Chorus]
Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow
Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrow
Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow (That's just me)
Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows
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Tomorrow 2
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
(Cheese, his name is Cheese)
They say they don't fuck wit' me (Cheese), but I say they can't fuck wit' me
Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up wit' me?
[Verse 1]
Poppin' shit, you would think I went to school for chiropractin' (Poppin')
Lookin' good as hell today, just sent my nigga five attachments (Look at this)
Why did you confront me 'bout a nigga? Man, you bitches backwards (Stupid ass)
They come at me 'bout niggas who I don't even find attractive (Ugh)
I don't know that nigga, I just seened him on the town before
I can't be up her face, I took her nigga down before (Nah)
When I lose a nigga, I just pop out and go find some mo' (Easy)
Soon as I feel likе my time get wasted, thеn it's time to go (Deuces)
[Chorus]
They say they don't fuck wit' me, but I say they can't fuck wit' me (On God)
Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up wit' me (Huh?)
Them bitches should've stayed down, they could've been up wit' me (Too bad)
But all they doin' is talkin' down, 'cause they can't get up wit' me (Lame ass)
[Verse 2 ]
My ex fuckin' on my old friend, both they ass some fuckin' clowns (Haha)
Thinkin' that she got one up on me, she got my hand-me-downs (Lame ass ho)
He thought he wasn't gon' have to stand on shit, like he was handicap (Thought it was)
Make that nigga stand on that, now his ass can't stand me now
High as fuck, I'm lit (Yuh), I don't smoke no Swishers (Nope)
Slidin' wit' my gang and them, look at them like sisters (That's gang)
These bitches be lettin' them go out sad about these niggas (Ugh)
I don't wanna hang wit' them, they don't handle business (They can't hang wit' us)
They be goin' for anything, but I can't go for none of that (None of that)
Why would I go chase you? If I know you gon' come runnin' back (Fuck 'em up)
Cut everybody off, lately been feelin' like the lumberjack (Fuck 'em)
They really got me fucked up, and I wasn't goin' for none of that (None of that)
She the type, the nigga make her mad she go tweet somethin' (Ugh)
Me, I'm kinda ratchet still so I'm the type to beat somethin' (Beat 'em up)
I can't love you, baby, like yo' bitch do, so don't leave her (Keep that bih')
He gon' choose her every time 'cause it's cheaper to keep her (Hahaha)
Can't say yo' name up in my songs, might not fuck wit' you tomorrow (Nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow (That's just me)
Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh)
Everyday the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrow
[Outro]
Aight, lemme hear that
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Tomorrow
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
(AceC, turn that heat up, nigga)
Let's go
[Verse 1]
These bitches be borin', corny (Corny)
Pop out, new bag, new jewelry (Baow)
Throwin' ass all on my story (Uh)
I'll make a photographer horny (Woo)
I wake up to new hoes on my dick (On my dick)
I be cute so I pose for a pic (For a pic)
Know they watchin', I blow 'em a kiss (Mwah)
I be actin' like hoes don't exist (Woo)
Got a black truck that a rap nigga copped me
I pop out, make a ho get anxiety (Uh)
I pop shit 'til a nigga gotta block me (Woo)
And my toes white like Matthew McConaughey (Ha)
New install to the floor, shit flowin' (Shit flowin')
Ass still assin' so I keep throwin' (Shit throwin')
Skirt ridin' up so the panties keep showin'
Should I take off on thesе hoes? (Keep goin')
H-E-A-V-Y, heavy (Okay)
I'm not toxic, I'm deadly (Woo)
Hoеs look a mess and be messy (Bitch)
I pop shit and pop ass on jetski
Hickory dickory dock
They take my pic to the doc, like, "Gimme the shit that she got"
Comin' out lumpy (Ugh), hoes be chippity-chopped
I hop out the Lamb' and I jump in a Culli'
Textin' your man while I lay on my tummy
Ass and titties come out when it's sunny
Guess I'm a teacher since you wanna sub me (Ah)
She did what? Had no idea (Idea)
Thought she was on the shelf, Ikea (Ikea)
Hope she talk like that when I see her (Woo)
Bitch, please, don't nobody wanna be ya (Ah)
Cheap lookin' ass ho, weak lookin' ass ho
Great Value me lookin' ass ho
Girl, these bitches be pussy
Delete every tweet lookin' ass ho
[Chorus]
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber
[Verse 2]
He, he, he, he in love with Glo
Never got the cookie but got my name tatted (Ayy)
Killer where? Don't know who he killed, I heard that mane ratted (Damn)
Never full, when it's time to eat, I be his main platter
NYC, New York Fashion Week, Tommy Hil' jacket (Huh)
Tell these hoes to stay dangerous 'cause nere one of they niggas safe (Nah)
My nigga say he faithful, I still got a few hoes just in case (Got too)
I can't lie, I used to simp so hard but them my old ways
It's three hundred sixty-five days in a year, couldn't play with me on none of them days (Woo)
Fuckin' ass freaky nigga (Ugh)
Don't even wear no condoms (Freaky ass)
Don't know how to treat a lady (Like, the fuck?)
I oughta smack your mama (Bitch)
Pussy wet, good ass neck (That's me), so I talk how I wanna
Save a nigga, who, bitch? Do I look like fuckin' Superwoman?
On the gang
[Chorus]
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then, bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver (Real hot girl shit, ayy)
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber
[Verse 3]
I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T (Ah)
Same hoes hatin' used to wanna be besties (Besties)
You can get your wig turned like Effie (Like Effie)
I don't need insurance 'cause a bitch can't wreck me (Baow, baow)
Ready or not, I'm comin' like Freddy (Like Freddy)
I'm mother, and you know my trick is your daddy (Your daddy)
Clock that tea, bitch, catch it (Bitch, catch it)
You look like a discount me on Etsy (Ayy)
I'm the female titan, I'm steppin' on bitches
I'm showin' my titties (Yeah), I tore up the city (Yeah)
A P-I-M-P (Yeah), I be hoein' these niggas (Yeah)
He run back to me (Yeah) 'cause you borin' a nigga (Borin' a nigga)
Fuck is a layover? I ain't waitin' (I ain't waitin')
I get the bag then I change destinations (Yeah)
These niggas be crazy, I don't blame 'em
I'm a dog too, I don't wanna change him (Huh)
[Chorus]
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him (Save him)
That is not my nigga, don't claim him (Yeah)
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded (Yeah, yeah)
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum (Huh, Channing Tatum)
I don't wanna be saved, don't save me (Don't save me)
You for everybody, nigga, don't claim me (Don't claim me)
Hate a nigga tryna tell me what to do
You ain't my daddy, I'm not your baby (Not your baby)
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it, ho
I don't get left, I'm a leaver
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber (Ah)
[Outro]
Go Meg
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Baow)
Go Meg (Ah)
Get 'em Glo (Ayy)
Get 'em Glo (Huh)
Get 'em Glo (Woo)
Get 'em Glo (Hey)
Get 'em Glo (Huh)
Get 'em Glo (Woo, yeah)
Go, C (Go who?)
Go, C (Go who?)
Go, C (Go who?)
Get 'em, C (Go who?)
Get 'em, C (Go who?)
Go me (Uh-huh)
Go me (Uh-huh)
Go me, uh
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Wanna Be (Remix)
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GloRilla
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[Verse 1]
He like, "We gon' see each other today?" I'm like, "Where your ho at?" (Where your ho at?)
Nigga see me poppin' shit and now he want his ho back (It's too late now)
Got his name saved in my phone as "Don't Answer," ayy (Ayy, ayy)
But if I'm drunk enough, I might just fuck around and answer (Ayy, let me see that phone)
Nigga toxic, he don't wanna text, he tryna come and see me (God)
How the fuck we go from arguin' to me bustin' on his VVs? (What the fuck?)
Pussy got some knockout, make a nigga catch a DV (Bah, bah)
Made his ass an ex, he was about to be my BD
(Thank you for calling Planned Parenthood)
I be like, "I'm done with him, this time, that nigga blew it" (On God, I'm done)
'Til he come and fuck the brains outta my ass and get me back stupid (I love him)
We just fuck from time to time, in public, that's my young nigga
He say I'm a player, he know I'm just havin' fun with 'em (None of that shit serious)
Nah, he say I'm a dirt bike, I get nasty when I ride it, uh
Told him eat the cake like Anna Mae, he better not bite it, ayy (Eat the cake)
Bitch, I'm gettin ripped tonight, shit got me excited (On gang)
And yeah, he got a bitch, I asked him why he didn't invite her
[Interlude]
Man, why you ain't, didn't invite the bitch, man?
I told you the ho could've came, man
I got this ho all on my motherfuckin' dick
Whole time, I'm still ain't comin' off your motherfuckin' ass, on the gang
[Verse 2]
Way he lick me like a cigar, it's smoke about that nigga (On the gang)
He callin' me his rider, but we fuckin' in the bitch car (Nigga fucked up)
He thinkin' that I love him 'cause I say that when we fuckin'
Got that nigga tryna lock in, I can't clock in, that's your bitch job (Just the ho job)
Be tellin' folks he cut me off, his scissors dull as hell (What?)
And if they sit up and believe his ass, they just as dumb as him (Stupid-ass niggas)
Hate when niggas be on lame shit, tellin' people that they fucked me (Lame-ass nigga)
But I'm the type to put it on my life that you ain't touch me (Swear to God)
Let a nigga get to playin' with me, I'm quick to yell out fuck him
Go to sleep and get on business the next day like it wasn't nothin', ayy (It wasn't shit)
When it come to niggas, I'm a urinal, I take no shit
And, baby, I'm the one, I don't come second after no bitch (Swear to God)
He know I'm a different bitch, so I ain't worried 'bout his bitches (nah)
And he don't ask me who I'm fuckin', nigga know it ain't his business (Shh)
He ain't tryna fall in love with me, he know I got them niggas (Glorilla, bitch)
We 'posed to be in love, so he can't get me out the picture (Pose)
Every time I get drunk, he the nigga I'ma call on
Gotta keep a couple niggas in the cut, though, just to fall on
Have his face all in my ass, then go and get in bitches' faces (Ugh)
Probably why they lookin' shitty, bitches know they can't replace me
On the gang
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Don’t Know (Remix)
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GloRilla
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[Chorus]
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
Ayy, hol' on, ho, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, ho
[Verse 1]
Ho, you must not know what you just started (Fuck)
Me and my bitches go gnarly
Give a fuck about this party
We gon' step on shit regardless (Stamp that)
Get my goons, swipe that bitch, and now dispute the charges (On gang)
Makin' music, beatin' on bitches, I be really marchin' (Woo)
I got hands for a ho, I get bands for a show
He want chance after chance, after chance, nigga, no (Uh-uh)
I keep sayin', "Free Lil Four"
Do my dance on them folks
If it's up, it's goin' down soon as I land on them folks
[Verse 2]
I-I-I-I do what I want, I'm pressure (Pressure)
Don't follow the rules, I'm rebel (No)
I stand out, bitch, I'm special (Ayy)
I'm a stand up bitch like Kevin (On God)
You a bum-ass bitch, you messy (Messy)
Don't start with me, bitch, I'm petty (Ho)
Linе any bitch up, I'm ready
I don't pick and choose, it's up with whoevеr
All my, all my diamonds cert' (Ice)
And all these members certi' too
Smilin' at my nigga? Ho
Knock out all your thirty-two (Bum-ass)
C8 doors open up for me
Hear the engine vroom (Vroom)
Switch to sport
I got somewhere to be, lil' baby, I'm important (On gang)
[Verse 3]
Glock .19, it came with a drum, yeah, that's my favorite gun (Bop)
Asked if he my only nigga, I said, "No, but you my favorite one" (Nah, for real)
Yeah, rare-ass bitch, nigga, I'm one of one (Fuck you mean?)
Nah, I can't make you mines, but I can make you cum
Freak up in the sheets, in them streets, baby, I'm a thug
I just threw ten-thousand-somethin' ones in this fuckin' club (Huh, hoo)
I'm poppin' it so hard 'cause I ain't used to shit (I ain't used to shit)
These niggas ain't got no type, they want a stupid bitch (On gang)
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HOLLON
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
[Verse 1]
Lick on my clit, make this pussy cream
Do this motherfucker how you do the Russian Creams
Smokin' on this pack, you know the pussy fat (Damn)
Lookin' like he fiendin', got his nose all in my crack
He wanna hit this rock, he know this coochie slap (Wow)
And based off his performance, I might make this booty clap
Told him, "Drop the addy," 'bout to take him off the map
I don't post his ass, I ghost his ass and leave him on the Snap
Don't wanna feel yo' teeth and soften up yo' tongue
All over his breath like pussy-flavored gum
Pullin' on my tracks 'cause he know I like to run
You know I'm a P, nigga, you know where I'm from
Told him that I love him, had him thinkin' I was dumb
Got that bread, got that head, then I sent him to his mom, on the gang, gang (Gang)
[Chorus]
Lookin' like a lick or sum' (Phew)
Come and take a lick or sum' (Mm)
Pussy bussin' like a blick or sum' (Bah, bah, bah)
Come here, now let me get some dick or sum'
[Verse 2]
I call that nigga "Bruh" (Hm), his mammy ain't my mammy (Nah)
And stop callin' me sis', I'm tryna fuck yo' baby daddy (Move)
Get head from his cousin too, I keep it in the family (Hey)
He fold me like a pretzel (Mm), I'm his Auntie Annie (Bah, bah, bah)
Ooh, and lick it like a lollipop
Lick it and dip it (Ooh, wee), this a Baby Bottle Pop
I ain't with that messy shit (Uh-uh), but I need some sloppy top
What's up Mister Ding Ling Ling? I'm tryna get karate chopped
My foot up on they neck (Bitch), he suckin' on my toes
You lovin' on this nigga (Why?), but he love the hoes
I gotta nigga on the town and a nigga in the slammer
If I'm with you and my nigga call, just know I'm still gon' answer
I know you eatin' ass (Hmm), don't ask me for a kiss (Move)
And don't bring up my man 'cause I ain't askin' 'bout yo' bitch
He got all of these bitches that don't weigh up to one of me
He know that I'm the big homie, his other bitches under me
Got the best head from a Libra and the best dick from a Cancer
He said he never ate no ass, well, I'm boutta set the standard (Come her)
Forty inch weave (What else?), dread head nigga (Okay)
4 A.M., I need some dick, I'm gone off that liquor, on the gang, gang
[Chorus]
Lookin' like a lick or sum'
Come and take a lick or sum' (Mm)
Pussy bussin' like a blick or sum' (Bah, bah, bah)
Come here, now let me get some dick or sum'
[Outro]
You lovin' on this nigga (Why?), but he love the hoe (Hmm)
My advice to you would to go and be a hoe (Haha)
You lovin' on this nigga (Why?), but he love the hoe (Hm)
My-My advice to you would to go and be a hoe, on the gang, gang
Lookin' like a like or sum'
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Lick Or Sum
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
Oh-ooh
Oh
[Chorus]
You ain't got to say a word
Keep givin' me when I'm lookin' for (GloRilla)
I just got to tell everybody (Everybody)
I don't want to keep it on the low
Goddamn, I love her (Goddamn, I love her)
Uh, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
Goddamn, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
I love her (Ooh, I love her)
I just want to take her out and prove (And prove)
What a real man 'posed to do (To do)
Who can pay you 'round and play you 'round
And got time to hang with my crew
I love her (Damn, I love her)
Uh, I love her (Ooh, I love her, ooh)
Goddamn, I love her (Ooh, I love hеr, hey)
I love her (Ooh, I lovе her, on the gang, on gang)
[Verse 1]
Is it me or these hoes just average? (Huh)
Is it because you like my accent? (Is it?)
Is it the way that I talk my shit? (Huh)
Is it the way that I wear these glasses?
Met him on April the seventh (Okay)
By the fifteenth, 'bout me a Patek (Hey)
I heard he get hard-on, bitch
Shit, I made him fall in love with a savage (Ooh)
It's the fact that I'm hard on niggas (On God)
But no lie, you makin' me feel different
Got no type, but he say I'm the one (Let's go)
He must got a thing for real bitches
I know I can get a lil' crazy (I know it)
But I love that you know how to deal with it
I need you to bare with me, baby (For real)
I ain't really used to no real nigga
You on me and I'm on you too
I promise, I'm not 'bout to let up for nothin'
I know I be naggin' sometimes
Shit, put dick in my mouth, make me shut up or somethin'
I promise to keep you tight (Tight)
Every time gon' feel like a verse
You keepin' me happy, you givin' me dick (Oh-ooh)
Got him askin' me who am I searchin', on the gang (Oh)
[Chorus]
You ain't got to say a word
Keep givin' me when I'm lookin' for (Lookin' for her)
I just got to tell everybody (Everybody)
I don't want to keep it on the low
Goddamn, I love her (Goddamn, I love her)
Uh, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
Goddamn, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
I love her (Ooh, I love her)
I just want to take her out and prove (And prove)
What a real man 'posed to do (To do)
Who can pay you 'round and play you 'round
And got time to hang with my crew
I love her (Damn, I love her)
Uh, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
Goddamn, I love her (Ooh, I love her, I love you too, bae)
I love her (Ooh, I love her, on the gang)
[Verse 2]
Cook and clean and suck and fuck (Uh-huh)
Lil' bitch, I'm real grown (Yeah)
I can not relate to hoes (Why not?)
'Cause my niggas love home (Favorite)
Favorite song come on, it's up (Hey)
T-shirt and panties on
Know he love Big Glo', for sure (Damn, facts)
His favorite redbone
He got motion and I got it too, the sex be so cometic
Voodooin' with the pussy (Woo), I ain't have to make no spaghetti
Fell in love so fast (Damn), my friends say I'm pathetic (Fuck)
Pray he don't play with my feelings (Why?), this shit gon' get domestic
[Chorus]
You ain't got to say a word
Keep givin' me when I'm lookin' for (Lookin' for her)
I just got to tell everybody (Everybody)
I don't want to keep it on the low
Goddamn, I love her (Goddamn, I love her)
Uh, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
Goddamn, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
I love her (Ooh, I love her)
I just want to take her out and prove (And prove)
What a real man 'posed to do (To do)
Who can pay you 'round and play you 'round
And got time to hang with my crew
I love her (Damn, I love her)
Uh, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
Goddamn, I love her (Ooh, I love her)
I love her (Ooh, I love her)
Uh, I love her
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I LUV HER
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
GloRilla
Woo, ayy
On the gang
On the, on the gang
[Chorus]
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (Yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (Yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man, but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie, if you want lil' buddy back, you gotta tell me please (Tell me please)
Money long, check (Check), pussy good, chеck (Let's go)
Mama straight, check (Ayy), right now I'm feelin' blessеd
[Verse 1]
Right now I'm on they ass and I don't plan on lettin' up (Fuck 'em)
We probably wouldn't be poppin' shit if nobody was mad at us (Ahh)
I'd rather give the people hope, it's pointless to be givin' fucks
Cuban 'round my neck, look like my opps when they be linkin' up ('Cause they pissy)
Ayy, I'm in Cali now, now I'm in NYC
On the way to MIA (Where you from?), but I'm from Tennessee
Livin' in the suburbs now, I still got ratchet tendencies (On the gang)
I'm juiced up, now they throwin' shots, I still be drinkin' Hennessy (Ooh-wee)
My yellow bumpin' ass, I'm feelin' like a speed bump (Ayy)
All these labels watchin', lookin' at me like I need help
My cousin in a toxic situation, need to free her
See me at the top, a ho can't pay me shit to meet up (On the gang)
Bills paid, check (Let's go), edges slayed? Check (Yeah)
Bitches hatin'? Yup (Hahaha), do it faze me? Uh-uh
Pussy clean? Yup, you shop on Shein? Yup
They makin' memes (Hahaha), on the gang
[Chorus]
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (Yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (Yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man, but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie, if you want lil' buddy back, you gotta tell me please (Tell me please)
Money long, check (Check), pussy good, check (Let's go)
Mama straight, check (Ayy), right now I'm feelin' blessed
[Verse 2]
She got ninety-nine problems, I can solve every one
She got nine to ten niggas, I may rob every one
I'ma north nigga, rep them three numbers, 901
Man, I'm paranoid, I ain't goin' nowhere without a gun (I am)
When I tell a ho that blicky extendo stickin' out her purse (Purse)
And she know I fucked her friend, but we tryna make that shit work
And we both come from the bottom (Bottom), matchin' APs, rockin' Prada
I may let her count a couple million dollars
Get the pussy wet, man, you a gangster on the internet (Twitter)
Ninety-nine opps but where yo' shooters at? (What y'all shootin' at?)
I got ninety-nine soldiers and I can feed every one
All the guys that got a bond, I freed every one
I got five or six homes, I got ten or twelve cars
I ain't trickin' to no bitch 'fore I take care my niggas behind bars
She say I'm thinkin' wit' my dick, I guess I'm thinkin' really hard (Hard)
'Cause I'Il give a bitch a check before I give a ho my heart (Yeah, on the gang)
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Blessed
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
GloRilla
What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room?
Huh, bitch-ass nigga?
What's the fuckin' procedure? (Haha)
(Let's go, Mario)
[Chorus]
I told that nigga I need the world, the sun and the moon (Moon)
What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room? (Huh?)
The type of bitch that make a nigga wanna jump the broom (Woo)
He hit it once and got to tweakin' like he on some shrooms (He on)
Bitch, I'm big mama, but ain't none these niggas worth my womb
This nigga tryna get me pregnant, I need to tie my tubes (On God)
Y'all fuckin' up the game, this nigga tryna buy me food (Fuck)
He wanna see that pussy cream, I told him, "Cash rules" (On gang)
[Verse 1]
Bad bitch sеason, givin' hoes motivation, I'm the reason (Yup)
Ho talkin' 'bout shе wanna meet up, told her meet me at the Regions (Bitch)
Nigga probably got blue balls, I don't let him fuck, just tease him (Tease him)
Get him out his money, I won't even let him eat it (Ugh)
Fakin' like you sippin' drank, you niggas sippin' NyQuil
Only time a nigga got power over me, he payin' the light bill
Told myself I was done fuckin' with this nigga, but I might still
G-lock in my purse, I hope a ho don't think I'll fight still (The fuck?)
Hardest out, I'm stampin' that, none these hoes can fuck with me (No)
Try to bump these bitches' music, but bitches really suck to me (No cap)
Boss my own self up, can't none these niggas say they fucked with me
If music ain't work out for me, I'd still be somewhere hustlin' (Hoo)
Facts, I'd probably get rich off of frauds
Just a month before I blew up, me and Teezy was swipin' cards
Why would I chase a nigga when niggas beggin' to get next to me? (The fuck?)
Blow a nigga up for what? These niggas triple-textin' me
[Chorus]
I told that nigga I need the world, the sun and the moon (Moon)
What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room? (Huh?)
The type of bitch that make a nigga wanna jump the broom (Woo)
He hit it once and got to tweakin' like he on some shrooms (He on)
Bitch, I'm big mama, but ain't none these niggas worth my womb
This nigga tryna get me pregnant, I need to tie my tubes (On God)
Y'all fuckin' up the game, this nigga tryna buy me food (Fuck)
He wanna see that pussy cream, I told him, "Cash rules" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, on gang)
[Verse 2]
I wanna show you where to shoot, I wanna lick the gooch (Bah)
Like, good boys ain't no fun, I wanna fuck the swoop (Woo)
I want these hoes to be for real, I tried to see it through
But bitches ain't got shit to steal, like, fuck I want from you? (What the fuck?)
Talkin' 'bout takin' spots, Caresha please, yeah (What?)
They call me big mama, bend a bitch over my knees, yeah
Y'all gon' call it beef, but we all know I'm just a threat
I see why these hoes upset and I see why they man obsessed
This shit with mimi like I'm me, face matchin' the physique
Bitches hatin' and I peep, gotta clique up just to speak
Pussy, get that off your chest, I just bulletproofed the 'Vette
That one right there was for my brother
Bitch, I'm gettin' Lambs for Christmas, you ain't gettin' lamb for supper (Skrrt)
[Chorus]
I told that nigga I need the world, the sun and the moon (Moon)
What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room? (Huh?)
The type of bitch that make a nigga wanna jump the broom (Woo)
He hit it once and got to tweakin' like he on some shrooms (He on)
Bitch, I'm big mama, but ain't none these niggas worth my womb
This nigga tryna get me pregnant, I need to tie my tubes (On God)
Y'all fuckin' up the game, this nigga tryna buy me food (What the fuck?)
He wanna see that pussy cream, I told him, "Cash rules" (On gang, brrt)
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PROCEDURE
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
Listen, ha (Brothers and sisters)
Listen, I need to know (GloRilla)
Is there anyone out there that knows you can never pay God back? (Oh, back to life)
For how good He's been to you, ha (Lord, let Your blessing)
In spite of you (Oh)
That, my brothers and sisters (Rain down on me)
That's a blessing, hahahaha, hellalujah (Oh, yeah)
Lord, please keep me safe from all my enemies (Yessir)
Blessings, blessings rain on me (Gloria, oh)
Lord, let Your blessings rain (Hoo, hoo, hallelujah, on the gang, gang)
Rain down on me (Talk to 'em, hey, let's roll)
[Verse 1]
Feelin' like I'm God's favoritе, and that's the best feeling evеr
Rain down on me, Father God, I won't use an umbrella (Rain down on me)
Forgive the ones who play with me, apparently, they don't know no better
At times, I don't know who to trust, I randomly rebuke the devil
It's hard to talk about my blessings, they be sayin' I'm actin' cocky
Always and forever humble, they just don't wanna see me pop it
Five feet and I'm praisin' You with every inch up in my body
So I pray You watch my back, along with those who say they got it
Watch over my family, Lord, and watch over all of my partners
And even though he hate me, Lord, watch over my baby father
Watch over my haters, they the ones that make me go the hardest
I just want us all to win, I just want us all to prosper
Thank You, Lord
You ain't have to do it, but You did, that's why I thank You, Lord
It could've been worse than what it was so I'm grateful, Lord
I know I'm a tough one, but You patient, Lord
So I thank You, Lord (In Jesus name, yessir, come on)
[Chorus]
Lord, let the blessings, oh (Lord, I'm here for every one of Your blessings, yessir)
Rain down on me, yeah (Oh, I wish I could get a witness in here)
Ooh, wee, yeah (Yeah, ha)
And please keep me safe from all my enemies
They don't wanna see (They don't wanna see)
Blessings rain on me (You don't give up on me, ooh, oh-oh)
Let the blessings rain (Come on)
Rain down on me
[Bridge]
I know I'm a sinner, Lord, and I know I might sin again
So thank You for not givin' up and still givin' me the strength to win
Protect me from the evil that I can't see with my eyes
And if it's any blessing-blockers 'round me, help me cut them ties
In Jesus name
[Verse 2]
I'ma count it all, what He has for me is mine
They can't take it away, I won't apologize
They can take all the shots, but they can't deny
What He's doing in your life, it's just perfect time
Mama ain't call you Glo for no reason (Reason)
Go on and glow it up, girl, it's ya season (Season)
No matter where you go, you can still grow
No matter where you go, you can still glow
Hey, yeah (Ooh)
Ah, the blessings (Can you say it again now?)
[Vamp]
Rain down on me (Oh)
So many blessings, blessings (Don't stop what You doin', don't stop what You doin')
(And the choir sings)
We need Your blessings (Oh)
Shower down blessings (We need)
We need Your blessings (
[?]
, shower down)
Shower down blessings (On our family, we need)
We need Your blessings (We need it, for my children, yeah)
Shower down blessings
Blessings rain on me (Oh, Lord, rain down, rain, rain down, rain down)
(Talk to 'em, Chand)
[Chorus]
Please keep me safe from all my enemies
They don't wanna see (Blessings rain on me), oh
You gonna pour Your blessings out on me (Rain it down on me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Let the blessings rain, rain down on me
[Outro]
You don't have to be perfect, no
You can come with your mistakes (Rain down on me)
You can come with your failures
That don't disqualify you from getting a blessing (Rain down on me), haha
Hallelujah (On the gang)
Yeah
Said it feels so good (Rain down on me)
Rain down on me
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RAIN DOWN ON ME
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
(Have you ever been to London?)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one) Ugh
On the gang, gang
Let her cook, uh
Let me cook (COUPE)
[Chorus]
Never gave a damn, I ain't never gave no fuck (No)
Fell out with them hoes, we ain't never makin' up (Fuck 'em)
Back for everything I ever lost, I'm on a mission (Let's go)
We turned the whole house into a booth, we in the kitchen (Ugh)
Uh, let her cook (Woo)
Big Glo come through fryin' shit (Hey), let her cook (Okay)
Too much cake, I'll buy a bitch (On God), lеt her cook (Uh)
All this sauce, I'm tryin' shit (Hoo), let mе cook (Uh)
[Verse 1]
Big Glo come through, shut shit down, I'm bringin' hoes out (Uh)
Run up on this shit, you want, I'm swingin' bows out (Uh)
If them hoes ain't bad as Glo, then put them hoes out (Put 'em out)
Got my ankles on your nigga shoulder, air them toes out (Let's get it)
Ass done got a lil' fatter, now these hoes a lil' madder (Okay)
Head done got a lil' better, I don't even think that matter (Uh, uh)
Bitch talkin' like she gangster, she don't really want no ana (Weak-ass ho)
Uh, these hoes couldn't walk a mile in these Givenchy sandals (On gang), bitch
I ain't gon' cry in no Honda, I ain't gon' cry in no Wraith either (Ho)
I-I got my own cake, you ain't gon' make me wait either (Yeah)
My nigga ever cheat on me, I bet we break even, uh
Bitch, your nigga still my nigga, bet he can't leave me, ho
[Chorus]
Never gave a damn, I ain't never gave no fuck (No)
Fell out with them hoes, we ain't never makin' up (Fuck 'em)
Back for everything I ever lost, I'm on a mission (Let's go)
We turned the whole house into a booth, we in the kitchen (Ugh)
Uh, let her cook (Woo)
Big Glo come through fryin' shit (Hey), let her cook (Okay)
Too much cake, I'll buy a bitch (On God), let her cook (Uh)
All this sauce, I'm tryin' shit (Hoo), let me cook
[Verse 2]
(Woo, woo, woo, woo) Early bird get the worm
(Ah, ah, ah, ah) Give me head, I don't want your sperm
Can't teach these hoes the game (No)
These bitches tender, let 'em learn
Know they hate to see me winnin', play that Usher, "Let It Burn" (Ugh)
Hold up, wait a fuckin' minute (Huh?)
Let me talk my shit (Hoo)
I-I can't let up on these bitches (Why?), I'm finna drop again (Ayy)
Gave you hoes the recipe (I did), can't get this sauce again (Haha)
Gave them hoes a head start this time, slow-ass bitches lost again (Ugh, on the gang, gang)
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LET HER COOK
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
GloRilla
How the fuck I look, bitch? (Go Grizz)
Real hot girl shit
On the gang, gang
Yeah, yeah, hmm, hmm, ah
Gang, gang
[Verse 1]
Forty-inch jet black bustdown (Okay)
Every fuckin' watch I get, I bust it down (Okay)
Heard a bitch don't like me, ho, I'm in your town (What's up, ho?)
Drop the lo', I'm pullin' up, it's goin' down (I'm goin' down)
[Pre-Chorus]
Just rode by the cemetery (Boom, boom, boom), it's plenty room for hoes
Fuck the money missionary (Huh), got plenty room for more (Okay)
Man, all these bitches scary (On God), I know a few of those (Weak ass)
Fuck I look like beefin' wit' some bitches that be sharin' clothes (Huh?)
[Chorus]
How I look fuckin' on a nigga that got less than me?
How I look callin' bitches out that can't get next to me?
How I look checkin' for a nigga that don't check for me?
How I look not bettin' on myself? Glo the recipe (Real hot girl shit)
[Verse 2]
How I look beefin' with a bitch without no motion? (What?)
That ho only want some smoke 'cause I'm the hottest shit that's smokin'
I ain't goin' back and forth, bitch, this ain't the US Open (Bitch, this ain’t The US Open)
If he meet me, better pack it up 'cause, bitch, you know it's over (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I look beefin' wit' a bitch about a nigga? (Hmm)
How I look arguin' wit' a goofy bitch on Twitter? (Hmm)
How I look confessin' to these niggas 'bout my bodies? (Niggas 'bout my bodies?)
When he a ho too, and he still gon' give me sloppy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah)
[Chorus]
How I look turnin' up and leavin' all my bitches out?
How I look goin' up and laughin' when them haters doubt?
How I look pullin' up in shit I know they can't pronounce?
How I look laughin' to the bank with my titties out?
[Post-Chorus]
How I look? Ask your man (Yeah, yeah)
How I look? Ask a fan (Yeah, yeah)
How I look? Ask a hater (Yeah)
How I look? Ask the 'Gram (Yeah, yeah)
How I look? Ask your friend (Yeah, yeah)
How I look? Ask the cam (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck these hoes doggy style how I'm on these bitches ass (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
[Outro]
Just rode by the cemetery (Boom, boom, boom), it's plenty room for hoes
Fuck the money missionary (Huh), got plenty room for more (Okay)
Man, all these bitches' scary (On God), I know a few of those (Weak ass)
Fuck I look like beefin' with some bitches that be sharin' clothes? (Huh?)
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HOW I LOOK
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
(If you don't get the fuck out of here, what are you doing here?)
(GloRilla)
(The fuck they lame ass doin'?)
I'm probably finna come in and out on this joint
(Hoo, hey)
[Chorus]
I could've been the president, the way I lead these niggas on (Glo for president)
Say I might be racist by the way I do these niggas wrong (Maybe I am)
If it's ever me or her, then you won't have to choose, I'm gettin' gone (Ah)
Ain't never been no pick me bitch, I'm quick to leave a nigga 'lone (On thе gang)
I'm a raw-ass bitch, but swear to God I can't be fucked with (On God)
Found out I was prеgnant, got it gone and I ain't fuck since (Outta there)
He thought I would be crazy after sex, but I ain't nothin' (Haha)
He could've been my favorite sneaky link, but he just nut quick (Why you do it?)
[Verse 1]
He thinkin' he that nigga, but not knowin' who this bitch is (What the fuck?)
Cocky motherfucker, I ain't askin' who no bitch is (Fuck a bitch)
He like to see me ride it from the front just like a windshield (Ayy)
He know that I'm a Big Mac and them other hoes some kids meals (Yuh)
I think that I'm speakin' on 'em every time they see me drop (Hatin' ass)
Noddin' they head mad as hell knowin' they wanna give me props (Haha)
It's bitches that congratulate me knowin' they wanna see me flop (Mad ass)
It's niggas in my DM tryna drop a lo' to give me top
If the nigga head was fire, put his haircut on my tab
Boy be tryna clock the pussy, pussy boy, you on my time (Stupid-ass nigga)
Was 'bout to fuck with what's-his-name again, but was like, "Never mind" (Never mind, man)
'Cause if that ho ain't with me now, that nigga ass wasn't never mine (On God)
[Chorus]
I could've been the president, the way I lead these niggas on (Glo for president)
Say I might be racist by the way I do these niggas wrong (Maybe I am)
If it's ever me or her, then you won't have to choose, I'm gettin' gone (Ah)
Ain't never been no pick me bitch, I'm quick to leave a nigga 'lone (On the gang)
I'm a raw-ass bitch, but swear to God I can't be fucked with (On God)
Found out I was pregnant, got it gone and I ain't fuck since (Outta there)
He thought I would be crazy after sex, but I ain't nothin' (Haha)
He could've been my favorite sneaky link, but he just nut quick
[Verse 2]
First date, meet me at the mall since he say he boss enough (Okay)
And I'ma put that nigga back if he say it cost too much (Broke ass)
They know I'm a star, I got 'em reachin' like a motherfucker (Hey)
Cut them bitches off 'cause they was leechin' like a motherfucker (Leechin' ass)
When it comes to niggas, I ain't worried 'bout no other hoes (Nah)
They probably gon' kiss his ass, I'ma make him suck my toes
They scared to make that nigga mad, I talk to him like a ho (Bitch-ass nigga)
Young niggas don't like breaking bread, that's why I like my niggas old (Yuh)
Thinkin' that I give a fuck, that's where they be fuckin' up
Know I gotta try a bitch if she actin' tough as fuck (Come here, bitch)
Of course I gotta lie and shit just to get a nigga bucks
Ain't even got a caption on this shit because they know what's up (On God)
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Nut Quick
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
Yee-hee (Hawky)
Yee-hee, yee-hee
Muni
Mmm, ah (Drum Drummie made this beat and I'm gon' kill it)
[Chorus]
That nigga don't deserve my friend
He don't know what to do with a bad bitch
That nigga don't deserve my friend
Ghetto niggas treatin' you like you average
Don't ever let him cheat on you
Don't ever let him beat on you
No tellin' what a fuck nigga will do
He ain't a real man
That nigga don't deserve my friend
[Verse 1]
We all been stupid for these niggas once upon a time (Real talk)
Them red flags be lookin' green, we get colorblind (For real)
But it's certain shit that you don't do, and you can't cross them lines (Real shit)
It ain't my business, but I'm tired of you keep callin' cryin' (On God)
See, I'm your friend and, bitch, I love you, I'ma keep it real (Every time)
You gotta know your worth 'cause these niggas be cheap as hell (Cheap as fuck)
And you'll get took up out the game if you don't keep it player (Real talk)
You give this nigga all your love and got none for yourself
He had a baby on you, girl, he got you fucked up (On my mama)
How he get you anyway? That nigga locked up (Swear to God)
You keep on puttin' up with all this shit you need to flush (Nah, for real)
You love this nigga dirty drawls, but, bitch, I hate his guts
[Verse 2]
Friend, you don't deserve that shit, wreckin' nerves on a bitch
I ain't heard from you since you fucked that fuck nigga (The fuck?)
Got me worried and shit, I can't stand to see you stressed
'Cause you know I'm with the shits, somebody fuck with you (You know that)
You the full package, he can't handle you (Not at all)
And he ain't got no fuckin' business puttin' his hands on you (Point blank, period)
What else he got to offer to you other than some dick? (Shit)
You might as well go gay or somethin' 'cause he act like a bitch (Uh-uh)
You used to be hard on these niggas, why you actin' soft? (Bitch, what happened?)
You keep on lettin' him do you like that, you gon' piss me off (Real talk)
It's time to find yourself again, this nigga got you lost (You got it)
You can do it, friend, I know you can, my fingers crossed
[Verse 3]
Friend, you deserve better, I could see it in your eyes (Uh-huh)
Tryna help you cut the ties, but he got you so dick-matized (Yeah, yeah)
I realize it ain't none of my business (No), as my witness
If he hurts you, I'm gon' make it mine (Mine)
And I don't blame you (Don't blame you)
For what you're goin' through (Goin' through)
I really hope you see (Hope you see)
You find the strength to leave
[Bridge]
You don't deserve my friend
Mmm, don't deserve my friend
Oh
[Chorus]
That nigga don't deserve my friend
He don't know what to do with a bad bitch
That nigga don't deserve my friend
Ghetto niggas treatin' you like you average (Uh-huh)
Don't ever let him cheat on you
Don't ever let him beat on you
No tellin' what a fuck nigga will do
He ain't a real man (He ain't a real man)
That nigga don't deserve my friend
[Outro]
My friend
That nigga don't deserve my friend
Mmm-hmm
Yee-hee
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DON’T DESERVE
|
GloRilla
|
[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
GloRilla
(Whew), uh (Whew), uh (Whew), uh (Whew)
Uh (Whew), uh (Whew), uh (Whew), uh (Whew)
Uh (Whew), uh (Whew), uh (Hey), uh (Hey)
[Chorus]
He had the right game, but he just picked the wrong one
(Fuck wrong with this dumb-ass nigga?)
Ayy, I had to show him I'm that bitch, but I'm my daddy son
Mmm, I'm the one (Mmm)
Slime, ho
When it come to doggin' niggas, I do that for fun (Yeah)
I do that for fun (Yeah), I do that for fun (I'm a dog)
Steady shittin' up on these bitches like I got the runs (I'm the shit)
Like I got the runs (I'm the shit)
Like I got the runs (I'm the shit)
[Verse 1]
Hе got the right bitch (Right bitch), wrong time (Wrong time)
AP, hе on my time (My time)
Delivery on Amazon Prime
I'm bad as fuck, it should be a crime (Bad)
Postin' thoughts, fuck what they think (Fuck)
I'll have a nigga thinkin' with his meat (What?)
One thing I ain't is fuckin' cheap (Fuck that)
You sure that's the nigga you wanna keep? (You sure?)
[Verse 2]
You used to be the shit in school, but now it's my turn (Woah)
Hit me from the back after I bust over his sideburns (Woo)
I be makin' hits, but you should know I'm not a fighter
(I made the motherfucker blow
You know that, yeah)
I'm a nigga biggest blessin', he don't even care to sneeze (Achoo)
Pull up in that ah, ah, it don't even got no key (Skrrt)
Shit on bitches all year, I don't let bitches get a season
Go ask that ho why she don't like me, bitch won't even have a reason
He ask what nigga I be rappin' 'bout, I told him, "I'm just rhymin', baby"
Soon as he click on my IG, nigga get to masturbatin' (Ooh)
(Motherfuckin' tender-dick-ass nigga)
Soon as he click on my IG, nigga get to masturbatin'
[Chorus]
He had the right game, but he just picked the wrong one
(Fuck wrong with this dumb-ass nigga?)
Ayy, I had to show him I'm that bitch, but I'm my daddy son
Mmm, I'm the one (Mmm)
Slime, ho
When it come to doggin' niggas, I do that for fun (Yeah)
I do that for fun (Yeah), I do that for fun (I'm a dog)
Steady shittin' up on these bitches like I got the runs
Like I got the runs
Like I got the runs
[Verse 3]
Uh, come get your nigga, he sendin' me pictures
He givin' me money and all of his weed
Sendin' me paragraphs, pourin' his heart out
Sayin' some shit I ain't gon' even read, uh
(No, I ain't readin' that shit
No)
[Verse 4]
(It's Carbon, bitch)
And he believin' that I love him, nigga, you can't be that dumb
Don't really recall conceiving, but you bitches is my sons
And we ain't beefin' over social, I could never break my thumb
Won't cut deals for no promoters, you can't pay, I can't perform
[Verse 5]
Uh, talk to niggas how I want to and they let me (Ayy)
They love me when I'm talkin' 'bout my shit, they say it's sexy (Uh-huh)
These niggas be so cap (What?), that's why I don't do no textin' (Nah)
You know I ain't your bitch, you not my nigga, so don't question me (Fool)
(Your ass is dumb)
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Wrong One
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
GloRilla
Man, people be mad and people be hurt
Don't be listenin' to shit these folks got to say about me
Just come and see what's up with me
You see, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, people be real deal mad
My exes, my old friends, all them hoes mad
Like, they ain't got shit good to say about me
Like, know what I'm sayin'? (Kokurcho keeps going)
Yeah, turn me up when you do the adlib
[Chorus]
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sick)
Might get 'em tatted on my face bеcause them niggas dead (Rеst in piss)
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off)
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (Go, they at the bottom)
Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls (Go, go, go, fuck the system)
And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Let's get it, ooh-wee)
And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck 'em)
Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (Smurk, It's to die for)
[Verse 1]
All them hoes still mad at me, right now they ass cooked (Man, what?)
Lyin' on me to get some views on your page, you mad, sis? (Yeah, let's get it)
Labels tried to pay for fake relationships, it's that rough? (It's that rough?)
Half you hoes be likin' hoes for real, but we ain't gon' cut you off
I been through the mud, I been on my own, I'm rare (I'm rare)
This the first person I cared about, I'm goin' through phones now (Mwah)
Booka fucked both of my old hoes, they fuckin' hate me now (Ask 'em)
I just start back makin' love songs, I NDA 'em now (Can't trust 'em, let's get it)
Ain't too rich to fuck my old hoes, I make 'em pay me now (Pay me now)
Doodie whisper in my ear, "I want GloRilla right now" (Finna call her)
Then she lied now, I ain't the dada, bitch, don't hide now (Weirdo)
Ain't no Wi-Fi, but Elon Musk, I got you verified (Yeah)
I'm the type of nigga spit on her casket at her repast (Go, go, tou)
Micro mini Drac' come from the closet, look like Wee Man (Go, go)
Trench bitches, they don't care 'bout lashes, they want ski masks (They want ski masks)
I just talked to Shiesty, I got some killers 'round him, ask him, yeah (On Moe)
This bitch said her nigga just started drinkin', I had to tax him (Had to tax his ass)
Before I had a 'Cat, I had a rat bitch in a Maxima (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
I damn near fucked up three relationships, go and ask 'em (Go)
I just saved your ass (How?)
You just called DeDe a rapper, he a killer, nigga
[Chorus]
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sick)
Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in piss)
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off)
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (They at the bottom)
Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls (Fuck the system)
And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Ooh-wee)
And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck 'em)
Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (It's to die for)
[Verse 2]
Don't go off what that nigga told you, boo, that nigga hurtin' (He fucked up)
He post about me to this day but I don't even lurk (Nigga miss me)
He tried to take a dime for granted, he ain't seen my work (Took a L)
You tryna see the good in him, but he might do you worse (Bitch, run)
Should I act up on a nigga who ain't actin' right? (Why you do that?)
'Cause I be damned if a nigga make me lose my appetite (Nah, fuck that)
And now my ex is dead to me, I hit they candle light (Lee)
Drop one ho and added ten new more, this shit some magic, right? (Yeah)
And if I ever fall in love again that nigga rock (He different)
And I can tell if he a peon, let that nigga talk (Just listen)
Better not hold no ho for ransom, let that nigga go (Cut him loose)
You braggin' 'bout how you got four, but what that nigga bought? (Stupid-ass nigga)
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Ex’s (Phatnall Remix)
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
GloRilla
Man, people be mad and people be hurt
Don't be listenin' to shit these folks got to say about me
Just come and see what's up with me
You see, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, people be real deal mad
My exes, my old friends, all them hoes mad
Like, they ain't got shit good to say about me
Like, know what I'm sayin'?
(Kokurcho keeps going)
Yeah, turn me up when you do the adlib
[Chorus]
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sad)
Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in piss)
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off)
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (The bottom)
Money talk, but I don't answer, fuck collect calls (Fuck the system)
And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Ooh-wee)
And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck 'em)
Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this fentanyl (It's to die for)
[Verse 1]
Don't go off what that nigga told you, boo, that nigga hurt (He fucked up)
He post about me to this day, but I don't even lurk (Nigga miss me)
He tried to take a dime for granted, he ain't see my worth (Took an L)
You tryna see the good in him, but he might do you worse (Bitch, run)
Shit, I act up on a nigga who ain't actin' right (Why you do that?)
'Cause I'll be damned a nigga make me lose my appetite (Nah, fuck that)
And all my exes dead to me, I hit they candlelight (Wee)
Drop one ho and added ten new more, that shit some magic, right? (Yeah)
And if I ever fall in love again, that nigga raw (He different)
And I can tell if he a peon, let that nigga talk (Just listen)
Better not hold no ho for ransom, let that nigga go (Cut him loose)
You braggin' 'bout how you got fucked, but what that nigga bought? (Stupid-ass bitch)
[Verse 2]
Talkin' 'bout you don't eat no pussy, man, you niggas gay (Eat dick)
Niggas that don't eat no pussy really in the way (Move over)
Back in the day, I always felt sorry for Anna Mae
But now I'll slap the shit out of a nigga he don't eat the cake (Fuck out of here, lil' bruh)
Hittin' the gas when I be ridin' it, I don't use no brakes (Damn)
But he just threw that thirty back and now I need a break (God damn)
He tryna prove a point to me because I made him wait (For real)
Thought that boy was finna slow out, but that shit was great (That's how you feel?)
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout your BD, man, that nigga ate (Woo)
She be sayin' that he ain't shit, to me, that nigga straight (He really cool)
I'm outside, she probably thinkin' I'ma take her place (I might)
And when she found out it was me, I wish I seen her face (On the gang)
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PHATNALL
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
GloRilla, hu!
Gang gang
Got six rings across my fingers like I'm Tom Brady
Hu! Hey!
[Verse 1]
Put me on a bib, I'm bout' to eat these bitches up
Tell them hoes go do what we did, since these bitches think they us
I get yo ass a chance, but I ain't giving out no fucks
And you should go check on your friend, I took her man she need a hug
Yeah, and this coupe so tinted, I can't even see the road
Right now I'm having so much motion, I can't even see my hoes
Lame niggas bring you down, real niggas help you grow
And I be walking on these beats like I don't even need a flow, bitch
That's how wе pop out
In the club with bands and drums, try some we gon' rock out
You bitchеs, time is up I run this shift y'all gotta clock out
Them hoes done got too quiet, I'm bout' to give them some to talk bout'
Watch this (Woo), I'm shining on them people (Ice)
I'm top three, take away two, and tell me what that equal (The one)
I know a lotta hoes don't like me, I don't like them either (Fuck)
But they respect me when they see me, I feel like Aretha (R.I.P.)
I'm constantly birthing bitches, but I ain't keep no baby (Huh, huh)
Got six rings across my fingers, I feel like Tom Brady
I really am the girl (I'm her), ain't shit about me basic (Bitch)
And your BM know wassup that hoe, ain't really crazy (She lame as hell)
Poppin shit, didn't even mean to bust they bubble
Got three twenty pointers around my neck, this shit a triple-double
They hating, shit ain't working, might as well go and find another hustle
I like my niggas older, damn near old enough to be my uncle (Shout out to unc' 'nem)
[Bridge]
You know I fucks with unc' 'nem
It's like they know what they doing or sum'
I don't really be fucking with them young niggas like that
Like them niggas act like some hoes like they bleed or sum'
[Verse 2]
Get a boy a tampon since he acting like a bitch
And ask that nigga for some money since he actin' like he rich
Rich niggas make it happen, cheap niggas make you wish
All these niggas is some hoes, none of theses niggas is some shit
(Still gettin' that bread, just in case they wonderin')
Quick to send a hoe about her way, if she come for me (Bitch get out)
His cutoff game be weak as hell, when it come to me
And it's on them if they believe him, talkin bout that he done me (Stupid!)
His thumb ain’t in my pictures 'cause it be in my butt
I don't post nun of my niggas, but they be in the cut (They right here)
They said that’s it’s up, then put it on the floor then
Wanna see this shit in action, book me for a show then
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Put It On Da Floor (GloMix)
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
Big booty hoes
And I'm callin' out the big booty bitches
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Pop your shit, bitch
On gang
[Verse 1]
Don't call me sis, I am not your sister, I will fuck your man
I know how to throw that ass and a bitch can throw them hands
Your nigga a sucker buster (Mhm), he ain't breakin' off no cash (Nah)
My nigga be swipin' cards, he gon' teach me how to scam (Hey)
He say I got a smartass mouth and it's gon' get me fucked up (So?)
Gon' put this pussy in his mouth and make him shut the fuck up (Shh)
My opp posted her nigga, know I'm finna snatch him right up (Come here)
My booty jiggle when I walk and it's tiger-striped up
Throw that ass all in this booth, if you ain't twerkin' then record it (Yeah)
Lurkin' on my page, you gon' see nothin' but ass up on this story (Ass)
Love to piss my nigga off, him talkin' shit be gettin' me horny (Hm)
Tryna find out who I'm fuckin', better off go findin' Dory
Got a lot of hoes, but only one can say he fuckin' me (Stamp that)
I just made one-fifty in a night, you hoes can't fuck with me (Bitch)
I'm who bitches wanna be and who them niggas love to see
You catch me in the party, know it's blickies in this club with me (Fah, fah, fah)
[Chorus]
Big booty hoes
And I'm callin' out the big booty bitches
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Now pop it
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Now pop it
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Big booty hoes
And I'm callin' out the big booty bitches
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Now pop it
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Now pop it
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
[Verse 2]
Ain't no falling off, ho, I'll be damned I let them catch me slippin'
And your music whack as fuck, it come on in the car, I skip it
Yeah, I get delusional at times, at least I can admit it
Yeah, you got some money, fuck up out my face if you don't spend it
Five percent on all my windows, you can't even see in here (Uh-uh)
All up in the opps' party like, "Who said I can't be in here?" (The fuck?)
Everywhere I go, you gotta know I'm smokin' weed in there
Pussy wet as hell, that boy gon' fuck around and ski in here (Woo)
All my bitches gang for real, that gang-gang shit be what we on (Gang)
Pull up to the store, ho, get on point and get up off that phone
Pillow talking 'bout me, you a hater, bitch, your cover blown (Hatin'-ass)
That ho really green as hell and I'm happy your true colors showed
Ain't never had a nigga took from me, I'm like fifteen and O
Yeah, I gotta couple bodies, that shit ain't no secret though
They say I can't keep a nigga, but they know I keep some hoes
I ain't tryna shit on bitches, but don't give me a reason though (On gang)
[Outro]
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
Pop your shit, bitch, pop your shit, bitch
On gang
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Pop It
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
Make that ass clap, make it snap
(Talk to me now)
Make that ass smack when I slap
(Talk to me now)
Make that ass clap, make it snap
Make-make-make-make that ass clap, make it snap, talk to me now
[Chorus]
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bitch, it's all there
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, ass everywhere
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, shawty thick as hell
Make-make-make-make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, shit, I might as well
Make that ass clap, makе it snap (Yeah, ho)
Glo, Glo, go, it's all there
Makе, make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, nigga, it's all there
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Hey, hey, hey, it's all there
Make-make-make-make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bitch, it's all there
[Verse 1]
Ass like the sun, make it clap or some
She deserve some hundreds, not no motherfuckin' ones
Ring on her tongue, she like havin' fun
That ain't no BBL, baby, where you get that from?
Is it from your moms? Is it from your aunt?
Is it from the squats?
You got peaches, not no plums
Booty goin' dumb, make it clap some more
I want all the bad bitches twerkin' on the floor
[Chorus]
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bitch, it's all there
Make, make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, ass everywhere
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, shawty thick as hell
Make-make-make-make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, shit, I might as well
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Glo, Glo, go, it's all there (Ah, ah, ah)
Make, make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, nigga, it's all there (Ah, ah, ah)
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Hey, hey, hey, it's all there (It's all there)
Make-make-make-make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bitch, it's all there
[Verse 2]
Throw it back 'til my legs lock, that's the best part (Part)
Eat it first, that's a head start, catchin' every drop (Uh)
How she wobblin', wigglin' on me, got my junt hard
It look so good, she had to tell me that's a BBL job (Damn)
Uh, uh, uh, throwin' dick in this bitch (Plenty)
Got potential, need a boost, I'm finna trick on this bitch (Spend some lil' shit, here)
Long hair, it's all there, and that booty meat tatted (Bow)
Bitches that act right get a Patek and latest of fashion
You is the baddest, booty the fattest (Uh)
Shake that ass, ho (Uh)
Bounce that ass (Go)
You is the baddest, booty the fattest (Uh, uh)
Shake that ass ho (Uh)
Bounce that ass (Go)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, booty loose, but the pussy tight (Pussy tight)
Ho, don't be ashamed, show that cellulite (Show that shit, ho)
He say he got a bitch, I said, "Not tonight" (Not tonight)
Fuck your baby mama, nigga, I know how to fight (Fuck you mean?)
My-my-my nigga 'pologized, but he still cheatin' (Fuck that nigga)
'Bout to pop out on that ho and make him feel me (Watch this, ho)
Face cute, titties perked, and I'm real tatted (Fine as hell)
Tell Zeus Network I'm the real Baddie (On the gang)
[Chorus]
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bitch, it's all there
Make, make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, ass everywhere
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, shawty thick as hell
Make-make-make-make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, shit, I might as well
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Glo, Glo, go, it's all there
Make, make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Woo, woo, woo, woo, nigga, it's all there
Make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Hey, hey, hey, it's all there
Make-make-make-make that ass clap, make it snap (Yeah, ho)
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bitch, it's all there
[Outro]
Make that ass clap, make it snap
(Talk to me now, if—)
Make that ass smack when I slap
(Talk to me now, if—)
Make that ass clap, make it snap
Make-make-make-make that ass clap
Make it snap, talk to me now
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
Yeah, ho
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All Dere
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GloRilla
|
[Intro]
(Ayy, Kee, this shit crazy)
GloRilla
Woo
Huh, huh, huh
On the, on the, on the gang
[Verse 1]
I know a bitch that's going both for both, trap way harder than niggas (On God)
He lie like he was savin', he ain't got it, so he can't get it (Uh-uh)
Fake trickin', I ain't wit' it, you can't hit it, this ain't that (Hell nah)
I need a real lifeguard 'cause my shit's tsunami wet, yeah (Woo)
Step, baby, keep it pushin' (Bye)
I want a pro, I want a veteran, I don't want no rookie (On God)
I'm half celibate, you can't fuck, but you can eat this pussy (The fuck?)
My friend was cheatin', but I ain't see her, I wasn't even lookin' (I ain't see shit)
Put on your glasses, see, one thing about me is I'ma step (Stamp that)
And I don't ask for help, I can do bad all by myself (On the gang)
That business hot, but I'm stand on it, even if it melt (Big facts)
I'm really built for this, I play the cards I was dealt
I play these niggas to the left (Nah, for real), that's why I'm single now (On me)
And y'all can have these niggas left, God, send me mine (God, please)
Who servin' out the O? You ain't even known the police mind (Broke-ass)
You need to upgrade, ain't no way you on that lil' ass grind (Haha)
Better suit up before you come for me, I'm pressure (Pressure)
Big Glo, I'm the biggest, yeah, this Glo bigger than mega (Mega)
Woman of my word, can't go back on it, I could never (Never)
They tried to throw dirt on my name but got shocked by shovel (Woo)
Huh (Hey), huh (Damn), huh (Yo)
He know a bitch ain't never took shit from me, that's why his dick on hard (Facts)
Don't want nothin' soft, I need a stepper, baby, stomp the yard (I need a gangster)
I'm rubbin' on his chest soon as he show me he got hard (I love you, baby)
Might put it in my neck, but toxic traits? I'on wanna start (Uh-uh)
He say he hungry, know what's on my menu, eat or starve
A-a-a-ain't tryna force you, homie, but that's a good way start (Mhm)
You do it right, might let you park your car in my garage
Got that Hawk Tuah, make him "ugh," but what you gon' do for it? (Huh?)
You can lie all day, you just can't tell me what you can't afford
The fuck? Nigga, step
That's if you want me (What's up?)
I-I-I-I want the all-black C8, can you that for me? (Big Za)
[Verse 2]
Huh, I'ma cash out on a C8, bae, you know if you want, you get it (Come here, baby)
Come here, love, I'll boss you up, let's start you a business (Come here, love)
You need to leave them broke niggas alone, better get a nigga that's rich (Come on, bae)
I know them niggas on your trail, better tell them you my shit
I'll put you in 'Milio Pucci, I'll get you Van Cleef (Van Cleef)
And I'm steppin' 'bout my bitch, playin' with her like playin' with me
I'll turn you up, for real, just be loyal, baby (Just be loyal, baby)
Eat that dick up like you 'posed to, I'll spoil you, baby (Yeah), huh
Spent ten at Gucci, spent a dub at Louis, baby (Yeah)
Come to my penthouse, I wanna fuck in a jacuzzi, baby (Come here, baby), huh
You with a shark now, you ain't fuckin' with no fish (Ain't a little fish, baby)
If you lock in with Big Za, get what you wish (Big Za)
[Outro]
Yeah, bae, I want that all-black matte motherfucker, like, I'm tryna hop on 385 and do the dash past these bitches
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STEP
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GloRilla
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[Intro]
(Run that back, Turbo)
(Playmakers)
Okay
[Chorus]
Audemar wrist, count it then spend it (Oh, ah)
Matted the coupe, my windows tinted (Oh, okay, yeah)
Chop off the top, headed to Lenox (Okay, yeah)
I got some cash, I wanna spend it (Oh, okay, yeah)
New paper tag, didn't wanna rent it (Mmm)
Too many feds, too many bitches (Oh, okay, yeah)
Roll with my slime, yeah, that my lizard (Slime)
Ready to slide, you will get slithered (Oh, oh, okay)
[Post-Chorus]
Hey (Slime)
We ain't got ties, you ain't gon' ride (Oh, oh, okay)
You ain't my slime, you ain't my slime
Young Gunna Gunna, I'm in my prime (Okay)
Hey
So authentic, I ain't tellin' you lies (Oh, oh, okay, nah)
When it comes to business, I'm handling mine (Yeah)
Yeah, I'ma kingface Patek my time (Oh, oh, okay)
[Verse 1]
Hey
Pinstripe Gucci my pants (Gucci my pants, oh, oh, okay)
She can suck dick with no hands (Dick with no hands)
I done spent some racks on my fam (Racks on my fam, oh, oh, okay)
Spaceship on land (Spaceship)
Fear of God Vans (Yeah, oh, oh, okay)
Another pint of red (Another pint of red)
Drank it to the head (Oh, oh, okay)
Got two styrofoams
Yeah, I'm sippin' these meds (Oh, oh, okay)
Two-tone Presi' Rolex (Rolex)
Yeah, this drip you can't catch (Can't catch, oh, oh, okay)
Simon says do what I said (Do what I said)
Cuban link chokin' my neck (Chokin' my neck, oh, oh, okay)
YSL Uber these jets (These jets)
Put 'em in some VVS (Oh, oh, okay)
[Verse 2]
Pateks on Pateks on Pateks on Pateks (Oh, okay)
Run up a check and I'm fuckin' the baddest (Oh, okay)
Trap out the coupe and I'm living so lavish (Oh, oh, okay)
R.I.P. Hugh Hefner, he like my daddy (Okay)
I got some VVSs on my neck and my ears, they real, dawg (Oh, okay)
I done stayed down and I ran up the money, I got me an M now (Oh, oh, okay)
S-L-I-M-E a slime
I say that shit every time (Oh, okay)
I got some rickety-rackades
Running through bitches like Backpage (Oh, okay)
I'm going number one this year (Okay)
Ride on this bitch, I'm in sixth gear (Oh, okay)
I'm on a jet, ain't got no fear
Do all my dirt when it's raining (Oh, oh, okay)
Wash away all the evidence
I got some chains and they tennis (Oh, oh, okay)
Ride a Wraith like it's rented
I rock Givenchy, the vintage (Oh, oh, okay)
[Verse 3]
Trap up the bando relentless
I triple-double the rec', yeah (Oh, oh, okay)
Put the Draco in my trench, yeah
I rob your ho for the lint, yeah (Oh, oh, okay)
I triple-double the year, yeah
I put her coupe on my bill, yeah (Oh, oh, okay)
I pay some shit, a whole mil'
I did this shit with no deal (Oh, oh, okay)
Dropped out of school, bought the building
I killed the coupe, dropped the ceiling (Oh, okay)
Cop a Bugatti out of there
I got on white, I can't kneel (Oh, oh, okay)
Pour out the pint, watch it spill, yeah (Oh, oh, okay)
My lawyer Brian Steel, yeah (Okay)
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Oh Okay
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Gunna
|
[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)
Pushin' P
Yeah, pushin' P, turn me up
Turn me up, P, uh-ah
[Verse 1]
Pointers in the Patek and my piece, I'm pushin' P
Copped new hammers for my P, we don't want no peace
Got a spot across the spot, just for P's
Dropped the dot and then we plot, exotic P's
She not a lesbian, for P, she turn Pesbian (Pushin' P, I'm pushin' P)
Off capital P, I rock these presidents, count presidents (Pushin' P)
Portuguese on her knees, moppin' down the P
She let me squeeze, then she lеave 'cause she keep it P
Privatе suite, private seat, bitch, I'm pushin' P
Purple pint, pussy pink, bitch, I'm pushin' P
[Chorus]
Pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, yeah (Know what I'm sayin')
Pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, yeah
Pop a P, I'm paranoid, I can't just sleep
My pockets deep, got racks on me
Why they watchin' me?
I'm pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, yeah
[Verse 2]
Look, I just, uh, uh, bought the 'Ghini
The opps outside, uh, ah, uh
Okay, bought her a P, not a pill, a Porsche (Pushin' P)
Three P's, pop, pourin', Porsches (Skrrt, pushin' P)
I just fucked a cup of water (I did)
Pushin' P, red bandana, Cardinals (Ayy, pushin' P)
I'ma peel you out yo' whole endorsement (Yeah, pushin' P)
She ain't veneer for me, she simply porcelains (I never)
I never saw opps, now we finally tusslin' (I never)
She ready to get in the streets for me, no question (Of course, skrrt)
Too rich to text, I let my shawty forward it (Yeah)
Take the P out the alphabets, nigga, try to sort it (Ayy)
[Outro]
I'm pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, I'm pushin' P
Pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, P, ah-ah
Pushin' P, I'm pushin' P, pushin' P
I'm pushin' P, yeah, ah-ah
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pushin P
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Gunna
|
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Young, young, young Gunna, yeah
Run that back, Turbo
Baby
[Chorus]
Sold-out dates, cash every day
I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
My jacket Off-White, don't mean that it's beige
I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid
An ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
Live on paradise, I don't see the shade
[Verse 1]
'Nother backend, I'm back on the road
Flooded Patek, paid off a show
Drippin' is rare, more this Vlone
Hoes by the pair, I'm never alone
Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons
Drop eight in a two and let it dissolve
Balmain my denim, young GunWunna ball
Rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog
My foreign's a toy, I'm still a kid
10K this year for Coachella, it's lit
Rolls got umbrellas to cover her wig
Open Ceremony, left them in a trench
Lightning bolt diamonds 'cause I want revenge
We straight like a line, man, I really got rich
Some more fancy yellow diamonds in my piss
Don't get it confused, I'm still bangin' the six
New Cartier, Gunna a don
Niggas tryna soak up the drip like a sponge
Hatred's contagious, I keep me a gun
I'm focused on makin' a M in a month
Baby order twenty thousand in ones
Walk in and buy, I'm not asking how much
Red on the bottom, you need to catch up
Consistently droppin', I need me a dub
[Verse 2]
Me and young Gunna back at it again
We just left New York, double datin' with twins
I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz
I fired my bitch and I hired her friend
I see all the hate through these Cartier lens
Every two months tryna put up an M
My dog caught a body, they got it on film
He still rockin' Gucci watches in the pen
Take a trip 'round the globe then we do it again
Got 'em watchin' my drip, guess I'm settin' the trend
Louis backpack, hit the jet and I'm gone
I don't post what I do 'cause these niggas be clones
See these diamonds they hittin', these VVS stones
Got a championship ring, I just brought it home
FN is plastic, them bullets like pellets
This Givenchy jacket, this ain't Pelle Pelle
Sold out dates, you know I don't play
The last eight months straight, got no time for breaks
On they neck 'til it breaks, ain't pushin' no brakes
I got on two watches, I still come in late
It feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake
I pop like I got it, I'm holdin' my weight
I control the projects, I'm pushin' this weight
I'm sippin' this sizzurp, I poured me an eight
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Sold Out Dates
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Gunna
|
[Intro]
(Ooh, Dunk Rock)
[Chorus]
Fuck you mean?
Young Gunna Wunna back, callin' me splurge
Watch me jump right off the curb
Bentley Spur fly like a bird
Spin on the first and the third
Solid, I'm keepin' my word
Can't be my equal, I don't know what you heard
Crank up the foreign, I swerve
Keep me a stick if they purge
[Bridge]
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
[Verse]
Fuck you mean?
Young Gunna Wunna, they workin' my nerves
I'm about to pour up some syrup
Fucking this bitch like a perv'
Smack from the back, grab her perm
Ice, the berg, uh, shittin' on all you lil' turds
Can't take that dick, wait your turn
In my own lane, we can't merge
Suck with no hands, you can learn
Let's see how much you can earn
Watch me go big likе the Worm
And I ain't smokin' no sherm
I'm in this bitch with P Liity
QP, QP-ski
All of my bitches is prеtty, they showin' they titties, it's up to the ceilin'
I let her run through a million, I rock with her really, let's fuck on a billion
I'ma get down to the gritty, then fuck up the city, the home of the villains
Ecstasy, wonderful feelin'
Smoke out the pound when I'm chillin'
Trappin', I made me a killin'
Look, I got everybody wishin'
I hope you play your position
I don't want nobody listenin'
I see the ho with precision
Get rich my only decision
[Outro]
Fuck you mean?
Fuck you mean?
Yeah
Yeah
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fukumean
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I got woodgrain on my Damier Buckle (Uh)
Cool quarter mill' in my Goyard duffle (Yeah)
I won again so you still gotta shuffle
Born with the drip and just learned how to hustle (Hus')
Look at your bitch through these Dior bifocals (Look)
I get me some head, she bend that shit over (Yeah)
They say lately I been lookin' like dollars (Yeah)
Pinstripe high waters, I dress like a golfer (Drip)
We ride in foreigns, ain't no more Impalas (Foreigns)
They ain't have the new born but I got baby bottles (Ah)
Shoppin' at Barney, I drip like a model (Yeah)
Watch how I drip when I hit that Met Gala (Yeah)
Codeine I sip with my lip, don't get splattered (Sip)
Doctor told me I got l lean in my bladder (Mm)
Run through this cash like family don't matter (Cash)
I got your back, feel the same pain together (Yeah)
Pop off the tag of my Palm Angels sweater (Yeah)
Baby blue Jag made my mom feel better (Yeah)
Fucked a snow bunny at my show at Coachella (Yeah)
VVS damn they pointers in my bezel (Yeah)
We move too fast, it get slimy as ever (Slime)
Life is too grimy, I watch for the devil (Grime)
It's a Rolls Royce, and it comes with umbrellas (Ooh)
2018 and that Porsche is Carrera (Hey)
[Chorus]
Goyard pouch (Hey)
Racks in the quarter ounce (Hey)
Two accounts (Hey)
Large amounts (Ooh)
Shop around (Hey)
Designered down (Ooh)
Drip or drown (Hey)
Drip or drown, yah (Ooh)
[Verse 2]
Killin' these hoes, need to call paramedics (Kill)
New Fendi runners, I feel athletic (Yeah)
Run that shit up, bought my partner a Patek (Hey)
Blowin' this cash, it was times we ain't have it (Yeah)
Got twenty-one bitches, I must be a savage (Yup)
Cook in the kitchen, the dope smell like acid (Yup)
Pourin' this Hi-Tech, I'm sippin', relaxin' (Yeah)
Vibes in LA, Gunna fuckin' the baddest (Vibes)
FN ain't plastic, put him in a casket (Uh)
I wiped his nose quickly, pass him a napkin (Slime)
Got an addiction, in love with this fashion (Yeah)
Prayin' for all of my bros like we Catholic (Pray)
Lifetime of hats 'cause you always be cappin' (Hey)
Niggas ain't eatin', stop cappin', you ain't fastin' (Cap)
Can't get no sleep 'cause my life is all action (Yeah)
See how shit happened, I made it in rappin' (Yeah)
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Drip or Drown
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
[Chorus]
She wanna go viral (Viral), keep fuckin' for hours (Hours)
That pussy got power, that pussy got power
She wet in the shower (Wet), that pussy gettin' louder (Louder)
We ain't saying no vow (Vow), she fuckin' no coward (Nope)
I'm dickin' it deep (Deep), she wanna get geeked (Geek her, uh)
She sniffin' that flour (Flour), we geekin' for hours (Skeet-skeet)
Get play as a player (We player), that P get devoured (P)
Told my brother, "She ours" (She ours, slatty)
[Verse 1]
I'm comin', my baby, fuck it, I'll crocodile Birkin the baby (Fuck it)
We don't take breaks, she wan' fuck on the daily
Had to stop, get some Percs for this lady
We go CC, make her wanna go crazy
I hit Mercedes inside a Mercedes
Power that P, got you poppin' in places (P)
I'm giving her the D, I'm the D-boy, baby (I'm giving her the D, I'm the D-boy, baby)
I'm in her gut like a sit-up (Sit-up)
I drop the dick off like a dealer (Yeah)
I left a few racks, pay your rent up (Rent up)
She make that lil' pussy pop like a pimple, I'm parking right here in the center (Yeah)
I tell her, "Pull up," she gon' mop all the drip up, that's why I upgraded her denture (Why)
In her mouth, in love with your dentals
[Chorus]
She wanna go viral (Viral), keep fuckin' for hours (Hours)
That pussy got power, that pussy got power
She wet in the shower (Wet), that pussy gettin' louder (Louder)
We ain't saying no vow (Vow), she fuckin' no coward (Nope)
I'm dickin' it deep (Deep), she wanna get geeked (Geek her, uh)
She sniffin' that flour (Flour), we geekin' for hours (Skeet-skeet)
Get play as a player (We player), that P get devoured (P)
Told my brother, "She ours" (She ours)
[Verse 2]
I'm comin', my baby, forget a crocodile Birkin, my baby
Show you a lick, now you workin', my baby
You fuck on me, it feel personal, baby
Trust me, it's comin' full circle, my baby
The dash in the Benz is virtual, baby
You seein' 3D off a Perky, my baby
Seein' HD off the 2C, my baby
Thirty-one gang, it get spooky, my baby
How can I worry 'bout blockin' with buttons when niggas is out here and Glockies is bussin'?
How can I not be the topic discussion when niggas got rich off of droppin' my govy?
How do you even be rockin' with buddy
The pictures I've seen, I'm like, "Damn, he got lucky"
Take it from him and I leave him with nothin'
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P power
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Gunna
|
[Intro]
Yeah, my nigga, we
We really poppin' this shit for real, nigga, yeah
No cap
(Boy)
No rap cap (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I took the top off (Yeah)
I'm dripping like hot sauce (I'm dripping like hot sauce)
I got drank and it's clean raw (Yeah, it's clean raw)
Baby give me that mean mouth (That mean mouth)
Hit that pussy like golf ball (Like golf ball)
I can do this without y'all (Without y'all)
Call the Locs, I go loco (I go loco)
I go back to the traphouse (To the traphouse)
Break the bricks and the bales down (The bales down)
Cashing in and I cash out (I cash out)
Turn that shit to a stash house (To a stash house)
I ain't taking no handouts (No handouts)
Money calling, I'm en route (I'm en route)
Fuck them niggas, they bend down (They bend down)
Blow a bag when I'm in town (I'm in town)
[Verse 1]
They say, "Gunna, you the best" (Gunna, you the best)
I done went and got a check (Went and got a check)
I'm about to flex (Yeah, flex)
It's an Audemars Piguet (Audemars Piguet)
Rocking diamonds, I'm wet (Yeah, I'm wet)
I got water 'round my neck (Water 'round my neck)
I done start to worry less (Nah, I don't worry)
Went and bought my bitch a Lexus (Yeah, yeah), Hi-Tech my fresh (Yeah, fresh)
Niggas sending me threats (Sending me threats)
I done bought another vest (Bought another vest)
I'm protecting my flesh (Yeah, protecting)
Nigga, pardon my back (Pardon my back)
Fendi fur on my hat (Fur, fur)
I don't hang wit' no rats (Yeah, I don't hang)
I could never get attached (Nah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Got Chanel, I can see now
I got back on my feet now
I can take care my team now
I'ma hold my whole team down (Team down)
Niggas hate, I don't see how
Made it out of the damn south (Damn south)
And I don't even know how (Know how)
'Bout to pull me a Benz out (Benz out)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I drip when I'm in town
I'm just tryna stay in bounds (In bounds)
Ain't no milk I'm a cash cow (Cash cow)
Gunna came with his own sound (His own sound)
You ain't stealing his flow now (No)
Blowin' smoke and it's so loud (It's so loud)
I been bringing these hoes out (These hoes out)
Gunna get in his zone now (Zone now)
Eat the greens, salad (Yeah)
Yeah, nigga still rappin' (Rappin')
Racks got me relaxin' (Relaxin')
Bought me a gold Patek (Gold Patek)
Yeah, I'm fly and I'm flashy (I'm flashy)
Yeah, nigga we havin' (Havin')
Tell me your profession (What's your profession?)
We gang banging active (Gang banging active)
YSL legends
[Chorus]
I took the top off (Yeah)
I'm dripping like hot sauce (I'm dripping like hot sauce)
I got drank and it's clean raw (Yeah, it's clean raw)
Baby give me that mean mouth (That mean mouth)
Hit that pussy like golf ball (Like golf ball)
I can do this without y'all (Without y'all)
Call the Locs, I go loco (I go loco)
I go back to the traphouse (To the traphouse)
Break the bricks and the bales down (The bales down)
Cashing in and I cash out (I cash out)
Turn that shit to a stash house (To a stash house)
I ain't taking no handouts (No handouts)
Money calling, I'm en route (I'm en route)
Fuck them niggas, they bend down (They bend down)
Blow a bag when I'm in town (I'm in town)
Yeah
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Top Off
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Gunna
|
[Intro]
Pull up with a stick, I pull up with a stick (Mike WiLL Made-It)
I'll pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick (Ear Drummers)
I put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that I'm rich
We was used to pullin' kick doors (That money go for Myles)
[Chorus]
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like pegs, yeah
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
[Verse 1]
My bro on a steamin' stove, cookin' crack like grits
Got this vibe on her tippy toes, strokin' her in a pent'
LA live, I'm stayin' at the Loews with this Hollywood bitch
Got a nine and a snubnose (Let's go), can't wait to let it hit (Hit)
Pull up with a stick, I'll pull up with a stick
I'll pull up with a pink toe, I'm whippin', she suckin' this dick
I'll put some diamonds on her toes, let that ho know that I'm rich (Let that ho know that I'm rich)
We was used to pullin' kick doors, you could still call it a lick (Lick)
You broke and can't be fixed (Nah), went to Neimans and spent a nick (Hah)
How you poor? That don't make sense (Ah), I made a whole mile off an inch (An inch)
I had ninety-nine problems, I just scratched your ho off the list (Scratched your ho off the list)
Got some millions and went and solved 'em, now my neck cost a quarter brick (Brick)
[Chorus]
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge, pour up
[Verse 2]
Bestie, bestie, I just hit my friend
Told her "Catch me" (Woah), "Catch me" (Woah), I'ma lick her skin
She so precious, precious, might not fuck again
She too messy, messy, but hittin', no flexin' (No flexin')
Rose gold ornaments (Rose)
Dropped the two tint, car came with no tint (Damn)
You don't gotta use the door, you can hop in front of tip
Bond 9 in the vent, think 'bout dyin' and get spent
I got two B's on my boxers and a thottie in the bed (Yeah)
I know niggas granted immunity, still didn't tell 12 shit (12, 12, 12, shh)
I got skeletons in my closets (Woah), and they scared of me and shit (Closets and they scared)
Maison Margielas under the bed screamin', "Rock me, kid" (Woah)
I put water on my head, then she got seasick (I put water on my head)
Couple opps played dead (What?), and they still got hit
I done bent lil' mama's spine but that still ain't my kid (Still ain't my kid)
Only reason I answer my line (Why?), is 'cause she drink my spit (No cap)
[Chorus]
I've been gettin' it since a toddler, I keep dollars on my head
Bein' a real one is my motto, handle my problems, I ain't scared
I put Prada on my collar 'cause she proud of what I said
I'm a leader, I got 'em followin' my footsteps like the feds
I shoot like I'm Montana, chopper bullets make 'em shed, uh
Black on black new Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like pegs, uh
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my fridge
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DOLLAZ ON MY HEAD
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Gunna
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[Intro]
Aimin' at a date, aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate, mmh
Aimin' at a date, aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate, mmh
Aimin' at a date, aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate, mmh
Aimin' at a date, aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate
[Verse 1]
Shit, me, Gunna, and Wheezy, that's a three-headed snake
I bought me a Benz, it came with a shank
I fuck on your friends, I fuck on your bae
Every time I pretend, it came with a bait (Uh-huh)
I was in a Royce, I was seeing space
'Bouta fuck a bitch brain, my Benz late
Bitch, you ain't my sensei
You could use my nut to cleanse your face
[Verse 2]
Bitch, drink my nut like E&J
I was fucked up broke, had to reinstate (Uh-huh)
Look and see I'm straight
Me, Sex, and Wave got birthday cake (Uh-huh)
Gang keep an AK
These niggas play games like arcade (Uh-huh)
Pull up in a Porsche
See you're unloyal, had to part ways (Uh-huh)
[Verse 3]
I drip on my dawg's stage
I brought this shit down at the Barclays (Uh-huh)
I fucked her at Ross place
I ran it up, fillin' my dawg's safe (Uh-huh)
Cashed out on some dark Ye's
You niggas was taught to follow the way (Uh-huh)
I blocked a thot today
Stop blowing up my number and stalkin' my page (Uh-huh)
I got a thot, uh, I got a thot, hey
If I leave the spot, I go to the yacht, hey
New Gucci stocks, cover her twat, hey
Givenchy socks, dress up the spot, hey
Jeepers creepers, the gators got measles, shit
I fucked up the bank, bought a rose gold shank, yeah
No realer than this
Dunk with the assist, we hit us a lick (Lick)
Slime in that bitch
I went and got rich, my necklace glist' (Yeah)
Two hundred a fist
One hundred my bitch, I'm real as it get (Uh huh)
Talkin' that shit, I hope you kissed and hugged all your kids
They hit up my mans
They caught him down bad, I want some revenge
I ran up them M's
Need cash in my bank or pull up in a Brinks
[Chorus]
Me, Gunna, and Wheezy, that's a three-headed snake
Me, Gunna, and Wheezy, that's a three-headed snake
We done made a few M's and I'm straight
Got me a mil', it fit my plate
Shit, the teeth on plastic plate
Just 'cause I listen don't mean I debate, uh
I don't got no time to be late
I done missed a few mils, got some buried in the lake
Hey, constantly dodging the grave
The world is a cage, the Planet of Apes (Planet)
Gotta keep the family straight
We know what it takes, the slimiest snakes, uh
I done ran up a whole mil'
I'm chubby, but shit, my pockets in shape, uh
Got racks all inside the safe
If I run out of space, stay booked out of state
[Verse 4]
Top off the Benz, the one with no space
It's drivin' itself, hit the gas and the brakes
I had her bent inside of the Wraith
Besides the tint, the curtain in the way
I had to sprint all way to the end
I lost some old friends, couldn't keep up the pace
Copped the new Lam' and put it on land
These fuck niggas mad, I see it in they face
The jet that I'm on, it's sponsored by Wraith
I'm dodging the rain and I'm dodging the hate
I don't need a pass 'cause I'm not in school
You playin', you gon' be another cold case
My diamonds gon' dance, they come and enhance
My dick in her hand, I bet it get ate
I spent sixty bands on one of my cases
The paperwork in, my co-D is safe
YSL, we the guys
We murder him and his tribe
I show you around like I Spy
This city is mine 'til I die, ah
Patek the rock, ah
Soon up, we shoot at your spot, ah
Perfectly aim for the top, ah
Fuckin' your ho 'til she tired, yeah
Yeah, just look at these rocks, uh
Lil' mama got top, it's wet as a mop, whoa
I creep in the spot
It's knock knock zoom, he on the way out
Got too many vibes
She feelin' my brother, we swiggity-swap (Thugger)
Keep sendin' him Dots
I'm gon' free my cousin, I won't let him rot
You sent me a dyke
I fucked her so good, I got her back right
It's locked, and she got shark jaws
But I never want the key to the heart, nah
She say my music art
And love it when I'm rappin' with a guitar
We really came from the A
My shit flowin', havin' plenty of bars
[Outro]
Aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate, mmh (Aimin' at a gate)
Aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate (Aimin' at a gate, mmh)
(Aimin' at a date, aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate, mmh
Aimin' at a date, aimin' at a Wraith, aimin' at a gate)
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3 Headed Snake
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Gunna
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[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus]
I know my purpose
European car, it came with curtains (Yeah)
I have a daughter, I'm buyin' her a baby Birkin (Baby Birkin)
Fucked her good and got her legs hurtin' (Yeah)
Found the wave and got them M's early (M's)
Southside nigga from the dirty-dirty (South)
Paranoid, I keep a loaded thirty (Uh)
Took care the fam, so we don't gotta worry (Uh)
[Verse 1]
Young Gunna Wunna jumped in head first (Head first)
Roamed the streets and finally found my worth (Found my worth)
Killed that nigga, left him dead-dirt (Yuh)
Took his body, now the coupe a hearse (Damn)
Two-hundred-fifty in this man purse (Man purse)
Feel like diamonds drippin' off my damn shirt (True)
I got bitches travel on the Amherst (Amherst)
I done came a long way from the Buckhurst (Yeah)
It's so hard to give trust because love hurts
Shit don't come easy, nigga, it's hard work (Hard work)
They be ridin' shotgun like a Mossberg (Mossberg)
She start suckin' and wouldn't let me park first (Damn)
She made me bust a nut, that's a star burst (Star burst)
Ride around in the city, the dodger (The dodger)
She got ass and titty like Miss Parker (Uh)
Swear this Bentley used to be the MARTA (MARTA)
We keep winning 'cause we workin' harder
Lotta bookings, I'm goin' back to Florida (Florida)
All my Elliot diamonds is water (Water)
Money hungry, I got a disorder (Oh)
That plain Rolex cost more than a quarter (Yeah)
Keep your wife, I'ma take care your daughter (Daughter)
If she hold it down, I'ma award her (Yeah)
I still listen to reason, I'm smarter (Smarter)
Send invoice for whatever we order
[Verse 2]
I put diamonds on a redbone (Redbone)
I popped a pill and now my head gone (My head gone)
He slimed 'em out and we was dead wrong (Slime)
The Offshore AP look like honeycombs (Like honeycombs)
I done left my ex, told her ain't comin' home (Nah)
Told her she won't see me 'til my money long (On God)
I been knockin' these hoes down like domino (Domino)
I ain't have shit, I was stealin' my cousin clothes (Damn)
Now I drip every day like a runny nose (Drip)
My shows lit, it be more than a hundred hoes (Hundred hoes)
I don't cherish, I know that they come and go (They come and go)
I got boomerang bitches, they comin' back (Comin' back)
I go straight in the hole like a running back (Gone)
Cut your neck like a tree, I'm a lumberjack (Yeah)
Different colors on me, I don't wanna match (C'mon)
When she suckin', look at me, I'm lovin' that (Yeah)
My next check booking gon' be a hunnid racks (Yeah)
I can't beef with you boys on the internet (Internet)
Can't do business 'cause, nigga, you been a rat (Been a rat)
We pop up at your crib like the Men in Black (Yuh)
When it come to that cash, I'ma interact (Cash)
When I fuck in Dubai, that pussy wet (Pussy wet)
She a groupie, keep askin' where Uzi at (Uzi at)
Told my girl put that dope in her booty crack (Uh)
I'm a slimy lil' nigga like Nudy, yeah
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Baby Birkin
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Gunna
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[Chorus]
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
Fuck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars
[Verse 1]
Never fucked a nigga, always stayed solid
Kept it real with niggas, never lied and always stay honest
Love my bro so much, I'd never change on 'em
I'm the one to go and do the work, bring you thе damn profits
Hustled on my own, I always did know how to sell product
Nigga ain't gave mе shit, I grind so long, came from the damn bottom
Every nigga speakin' on my name could have some real problems
We are not the same, they ain't in my lane, I got my own column, yeah
Peepin' shit, I'm seein' niggas fall back
You bitch-ass niggas got me as the topic of the chat
You switched on me when you know you in business with a rat
And the boy that's like your brother, ain't nobody speak on that
The city see it clearly if I had to state a fact
You still fuck with a nigga that done got yo' partner ****
Heard these niggas talkin', only knew 'em 'cause of Slatt
These rap boys need more streams, heard he put my name on wax
You wouldn't even believe, I ain't had to watch my back
It's niggas really talkin', how you think we done got snatched?
Nobody sent the kite, I sent it wrong way, didn't get it back
This shit done got off track, let's get it back on track
[Chorus]
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
Fuck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars, yeah
[Verse 2]
Fuck I paid the lawyers all them mills for?
Just so I won't have to say a word to dodge a railroad
Niggas find it hard to understand, though
Dawg ain't put me down, I been locked down, I don't know which way to go
Never gave no statement or agree to take no stand on 'em
On whatever you niggas on and trust me, I'ma stand on it
Lawyers and the DA did some sneaky shit, I fell for it
On my Ps and Qs because this time, I be prepared for it, yeah
'Posed to shine, these niggas throwin' shade, though
I can get him hit, but I'ma just chill and just see how it go
Buddy say he want some smoke with me, ain't in my time zone
Any given day, I could just pop out one of them side doors
Gunna, he too slick, you ain't gon' know which way I play it
Shit too hot, I can't even put no money on—
Pullin' up, pop out, like, "What the fuck you niggas said?"
Ain't with all that talkin', this the last time I'ma say it, yeah
Probably think I'm sick, the way I keep poppin' these meds
I finally found out that's just the way the devil dance
Had too many niggas 'round I fed that bit my hand
I got too many folks to feed, you just don't understand, yeah
[Chorus]
Goin' all out when it's 'bout that bread and butter
They'll kill for clout, I put that on my dead brother, yeah
He talk so much, I showed him I'm a real hunter
Won't say it, but he know I still got real cutters, yeah
Yeah, I'm right back and I lost mad commas
I had been down bad inside a dark tunnel, yeah
Fuck them boys, I found out who my real partners
And who was only with me 'cause I had dollars, yeah (Yeah)
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bread & butter
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Gunna
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[Chorus]
Yeah, ride the 'Vette or the Maybach, depend on my mood
More bookings and payments that shit done got huge (Shit done got huge)
Hop in the spaceship, take it to the moon (Gone)
Chrome Hearts on my face just to help me look cool (Yeah)
Her pussy stay wet, we don't gotta use lube (Lube)
Good head on her shoulders like she still in school (Uh)
Pour fours in my soda, I won't catch a flu
Loyalty mandatory, you part of this crew (Part of this crew)
Spending addiction, ten thousand on shoes (Spending addiction)
Spend with no limit, a hundred on jewels (A hundred on jewels)
Too many bitches, they coming in twos
I took a Perc', I been itching since noon (Itching since noon)
Why the brokest the loudest in the room? (Loudest)
Why all the sudden niggas want to be cool? (Want to be cool)
Ain't giving second chances, I'm no fool (Nah)
I'm out my depression, life been going smooth
[Verse 1]
Bonds in my session, backend through the roof
You gon' make some money, book me for a show
Most of my classmates thought I was a joke
Now look at their faces, I done gave 'em hope
Blue Phantom, I'm like I need me one of those
I built my name up to help the business grow
She freaky, pulled up without no pantyhose
I'm stacking these benjamins, try not to boast
Bought some exclusive drip on Melrose
Fuck the judge, gave my cousin elbow
Locked him up, put him in a hellhole
They hope that he rotting out in mildew
Ain't seen him since my first year of high school
I'ma pay his way out for 'bout a mill' or two
Ten years riding, I made sure he had some food
I held that shit down, now look what we can do
[Chorus]
Ride the 'Vette or the Maybach, depend on my mood
More bookings and payments that shit done got huge (Shit done got huge)
Hop in the spaceship, take it to the moon (Gone)
Chrome Hearts on my face just to help me look cool (Yeah)
Her pussy stay wet, we don't gotta use lube (Lube)
Good head on her shoulders like she still in school (Uh)
Pour fours in my soda, I won't catch a flu
Loyalty mandatory, you part of this crew (Part of this crew)
Spending addiction, ten thousand on shoes (Spending addiction)
Spend with no limit, a hundred on jewels (A hundred on jewels)
Too many bitches, they coming in twos
I took a Perc', I been itching since noon (Itching since noon)
Why the brokest the loudest in the room? (Loudest)
Why all the sudden niggas want to be cool? (Want to be cool)
Ain't giving second chances, I'm no fool (Nah)
I'm out my depression, life been going smooth (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Crew full of winners, no way we can lose
I learned from mistakes, won't take another loss
Vibes in the Sprinter, headed to the mall
I rock flawless diamonds, please accept my flaws
I'm getting that money, money over all
If broke is your problem cash is gonna solve it
If she sell pussy better have some bond nigga
Hit you up high, you leaping like a frog (Frog)
Making these hits, I'm feeling like a batter
Bought myself a ladder, I'ma stack it tall (Tall)
Gunna don't pay attention to these blogs
They saying shit, I let this money talk (Oh, yeah)
Diamonds on me look like some glass shattered
My bitch's ass fatter, keep a nigga hard (Oh, yeah)
Cars got some custom seats, they can massage
Convertible coming at the end of March
[Chorus]
Ride the 'Vette or the Maybach, depend on my mood
More bookings and payments that shit done got huge (Shit done got huge)
Hop in the spaceship, take it to the moon (Gone)
Chrome Hearts on my face just to help me look cool (Yeah)
Her pussy stay wet, we don't gotta use lube (Lube)
Good head on her shoulders like she still in school (Uh)
Pour fours in my soda, I won't catch a flu
Loyalty mandatory, you part of this crew (Part of this crew)
Spending addiction, ten thousand on shoes (Spending addiction)
Spend with no limit, a hundred on jewels (A hundred on jewels)
Too many bitches, they coming in twos
I took a Perc', I been itching since noon (Itching since noon)
Why the brokest the loudest in the room? (Loudest)
Why all the sudden niggas want to be cool? (Want to be cool)
Ain't giving second chances, I'm no fool (Nah)
I'm out my depression, life been going smooth
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Spending Addiction
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Gunna
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[Intro]
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you (Metro)
[Verse 1]
I count the cash through the week (Week)
On a Tesla, I can't go to sleep (Can't go to sleep)
I covered her body with C's (C's)
I'm coppin' this drip overseas (Coppin' this drip overseas)
I like when she get on her knees (Yeah)
I'm rockin' these VLONE jeans (VLONE jeans)
I need me a fat ass to squeeze (Squeeze)
I promise I look like a king (Yeah)
I told you we all 'bout the C.R.E.A.M
My bag is a hundred or more (Hundred or more)
I got this cash off of shows
Left the Jag' and I hopped in the Rolls
[Verse 2]
Ain't rockin' no SI2, my diamonds VVS
Ain't drivin' no CR-V (Yeah), my coupe is a GT-S
All the hard times gave me strength (Strength)
So I can carry this money to the bank
Nobody helped me, there's no one to thank
Now they watchin' the picture I paint
My plug always make sure I'm straight
Not every superhero got a cape
Smokin' on Backwoods bad for me
But I don't wan' smoke on a vape (Yeah)
I ain't healthy, but my pockets they in shape (Yeah)
Fuckin' all these hoes, I'm tourin' state to state (State to state)
Layin' by the pool, your girlfriend feedin' me grapes (Feedin' me grapes)
Gotta keep it on me, I got a lot at stake
[Chorus]
I was born with all this drip, I came out a faucet (Drip)
When they put my bro in a chain gang, I almost lost it (Almost lost it)
So much jealousy and envy, gotta be cautious (Gotta be cautious)
I made some M's when I surrounded myself with bosses (Bosses)
Had too many flaws, I got my Rolex studded with flawless (Flawless)
Had too much drip, I had to invest into a closet (Closet)
When I poured that twelve inside of a two, I felt nauseous (Nauseous)
If I pop another Tesla pill, I'ma be car sick (Car sick)
[Verse 3]
I pulled out the ladder, forgot my roof, thought I lost it (Thought I lost it)
Back then know hate been comin' my way, think I dodged it (Think I dodged it)
She call her friend, we fuckin' in the room, told her fall in (Fall in)
I moved to the pad with a thirty foot drape, nigga, we ballin' (Ballin')
Put heat-'em-up floors inside of my room (Room)
Off-White on the side of my shoes (Shoes)
VVS's in all of my jewels (VVS's)
More blessings right after you lose (More blessings)
Ain't stressin', my family cool (Cool)
Different watches, depend on the mood (Mood)
Lotta shoppin' with Fendi and Guc' (Guc')
They be watchin' my 'Gram like the news (Watchin' my 'Gram like the news)
I'ma chop out the pen with the crew (Crew)
No mechanic, but I keep a tool (Ah)
Gunna got ho by the two (Got ho by the two)
Up the stick and don't nobody move (No)
She be eatin' my dick like it's food (Food)
She a freak and she still go to school (Yeah)
I put that bitch in a groove (Groove)
Me and NAV stack that cash to the roof
[Chorus]
I was born with all this drip, I came out a faucet (Drip)
When they put my bro in a chain gang, I almost lost it (Almost lost it)
So much jealousy and envy, gotta be cautious (Gotta be cautious)
I made some M's when I surrounded myself with bosses (Bosses)
Had too many flaws, I got my Rolex studded with flawless (Flawless)
Had too much drip, I had to invest into a closet (Closet)
When I poured that 12 inside of a 2, I felt nauseous (Nauseous)
If I pop another Tesla pill, I'ma be car sick (Car sick)
[Verse 4]
I spend a mortgage on my clothes, now I'm ballin' (I'm ballin')
Girl, I'm tryna fuck right now, no time for stallin' (Stallin')
I just got a walk-in closet to put the mall in (Mall in)
My whip so close to the floor, you gotta fall in (It's foreign)
I stopped wearin' Levi's, now it's Balmains (Balmain)
Every time you see me, I'm with the same gang (Same gang)
I'm tryna get a hundred mill', fuck tryna maintain (Maintain)
Pour me up another six, I'm killin' all pain (Killin' all pain)
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Car Sick
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Gunna
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[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
Huh, uh
[Chorus]
Who think you foolin'? We not new to it
We countin' fluent
Hawks game on the wood, my cup full of mud
I came out the hood
Sometimes a gangsta need a hug
I'ma give all my problems above
Hate when people keep doin' too much
Keep it real, the streets show you no love
[Verse 1]
We don't need no one vouchin' for us
I've been grindin' and found me a buzz
I've been searchin' for love and found lust
It's so hard to stop holdin' a grudge
My lil' dawg split your shit like a Dutch
My whole squad kept the kid in the cut
Keep your strap 'cause these niggas play tough
Pick and choose who the right one to trust
Pick and choose who the right one to trust
Keep it real, it's a lot of fake love
Niggas hate but they bitches in love
Paint the Bentley all white like a dove
I took off, ain't the same as it was
Kicked her out, told her walk to the bus
I'm a sipper, can tell when it's cut
You can't tell me that she ain't a slut
[Verse 2]
I don't need no one vouchin' for me
I be flossin', ain't talkin' 'bout my teeth
Car push-start, I keep losin' the keys
Chanel, Boss my closet full of C's
My shit wet Eliantte, VVs
I got pearls 'round my neck, not no beads
I get cash in my bag while I'm sleep
New blue face, two-tone Patek Philippe
Beverly Center, shoppin' spree on me
New agenda, don't do nothin' free
Ain't no one of my foreigns on E
All my bitches got expensive weave
I sip drank for my pain to get eased
I still talk to the Lord on my knees
Helpin' me take care all of my needs
And we take off the top for a breeze
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Who You Foolin
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Gunna
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[Intro]
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
[Verse 1]
She bankin' on me, I'm the bank (Bank)
I smack her, she love to get spanked (Get spanked)
I tackle her, bitch love to wrestle (To wrestle)
Young bachelor, we love to play (Play)
Sun come out when I move the drapes (Drapes)
Know my mood when I grab your waist (Waist)
Know you fuckin' a man that's made (Made man, hey)
Keep it lowkey, she ain't after fame
No, she ain't after fame (Amen)
You ain't like that old ho I usеd to be fuckin'
You and her nothin' the samе (We nothin' the same)
Don't care 'bout no cuffin', you wanna keep bussin'
Then girl, let me know when you came (You came)
I love you in so many ways (Ways)
Don't know why you never complain ('Plain)
With you, I can never be shamed (Uh)
Mm, and I usually never say, "Never"
Oh shit, look at me today ('Day)
Love your vibe, I don't need no sage (Sage, hey)
Clear coat and your car look glazed (Glazed)
Good sex, that ain't all we made
[Chorus]
I don't wanna get tired of you (Huh)
I'm in a bossy mood, we at the top and we got us a ocean view (Got us a ocean view)
I know I got it, I'm all in her body and nobody got a clue (Nobody got a clue)
We in a coupe pullin' up, board a private, a G5 for only two (G5 for only two)
I really like it, I wan' stay excited, don't wanna get tired of you (Ooh)
Don't wanna get tired of you (Ooh, don't wanna get tired of you)
Don't wanna get tired of you (Ooh, don't wanna get tired of you)
Don't wanna get tired of you (Ooh, don't wanna get tired of you)
[Verse 2]
You wake up and you wanna go shoppin' (Yeah)
Pick out a car, you got too many options
Bubblegum baby, yeah, you got it poppin' (Pop)
Love what you do for the papi (Yeah)
Pelion, I'm all in her, mouthful, you suck it sloppy (Ooh)
You like the queen of the moppin'
Soon as I cum, she keep suckin', I don't want her to stop it (Don't want her to stop it)
Dick in, I'm breakin' her back and I'm strokin'
I see why they cause a commotion (Yeah)
Hittin' it, lookin' at views of the ocean
Her pussy wet as an ocean (Wet as an ocean)
Handle that business, I'm boss by the way I'm approachin' (Boss)
Young Gunna Wunna, he chosen
East to the West, we just really been coastin'
Me and lil' baby in motion
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Banking On Me
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
(Run that back, Turbo)
(Wheezy outta here)
Jumped out of a wave right into a daze
It can wreck your life, you gotta think twice
Put it together, the color I like
Know it look better whenever enticed
Prada, blue leather, whatever her vice is
[Chorus]
(Okay)
A mountain, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (Toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (Vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('Rounded), ooh
Yeah, let's go
[Verse 1]
High in the sky, they can't reach (High)
Fly with a style that's unique (Fly)
Ride LaFerraris (Ferraris)
I came out the mud like the cleats
Float like Muhammad Ali (Yeah)
Wave, I was born in a sea (Wave)
Life of the party (Life of the party)
Miami, we had to star it (We had to star it)
I feed her, we eatin' calamari
Drip on these suckers, sorry, I'm not sorry
Order the PJ, I'm flyin' to Maui
One of one, only get VLONE from Bari (VLONE from Bari)
She came with me once, had a wonderful day
Bitch wrote a book and put me in her diary
We fucked on a boat, I'm a pirate (Pirate)
Admit it, I know you admire it (Admire it)
My diamonds dance like parade (Parade)
Matte black Aventador, same color shades (Shade)
Earn your promotion, I'll give you a raise (Raise)
Poured up some potion, feel intoxicated
Float like the ocean, young Gunna go crazy
Tropical bitches, her hair wet and wavy
Put a big double M on my Mercedes
Got me some millions, no minimum wagin'
[Chorus]
(Okay)
A mountain, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (Toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (Vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('Rounded), ooh
[Verse 2]
Top floor (Yeah)
Elevator entrance, not doors
Only thing above us is outdoors
Took her down to Houston to the chachos
Took a million and started a bank
Top of the floor, man, it came with the rank
And you're welcome come party, the hell did you think?
Juggle the beats how I juggle the fame
And I gobble the pain when I swallow this drank
I grow my own gas in the back of the farm
Need the cover of Time so my haters believers
I ran through these seasons with centerfold pieces
Flip the promoter just like we do pizza
Just run me my cheese, we don't wanna go grease ya
Hotline (Okay), turn the pipeline to a lifeline
[Chorus]
A mountain, ooh, ooh
Too toxic (Toxic), ooh, ooh
Wavy, not vibin' (Vibin'), ooh, ooh
I'm so surrounded ('Rounded), ooh
Yeah, let's go
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TOP FLOOR
|
Gunna
|
[Chorus]
I got flawless baguettes in that side of the charm
Expensive designer, ain't never been worn
Receivin' the prices, we sell out the dorm
Sky-Dweller watch cover half of my arm
Niggas ain't rockin the shit that we on
Your bitch came to see me like five in the morning
We carryin' these .223s like we the army
Hah, you niggas broke, don't think life is important
Headlining, we selling out like they Jordans
Cashing out numerous thousands in Barneys
You gon' swallow this cum 'fore you have an abortion
All the cars spaceships, we look like the martians
Stay in the box, can't go out of the margin
Coupe worth too much, valet can't even park it
[Verse 1]
This is a Bentley, bitch, this not a Lexus (Skrrt)
You beat me to the club like a domestic
I came to the club and they gave me a section (Vroom)
Hop in my truck and my truck all matte black
Saint Laurent trench coat, Rick Owens my jacket
Pull up, I Lam' it, no I won't crash it
Rockstar lifestyle like my name Lenny Kravitz
Cartier diamonds, the frame in my glasses
No, no, no, you can not get these lens crafters
I shook his hand I was smiling and laughing
We killed that nigga, came out like, “What happened?“ (What happened?)
What happened, lil nigga? What happened?
It's Mister Geeked-Up, I'm never not laughing
I stay with my twin like my name is Shannon
Blacken my fish, and no pink call it salmon (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Pussy cool but her head is retarded
Make one false move and your head is a target (Target)
Lot of drip and I still ain't rewarded (Uh, uh, uh)
Still ball with my crew like I play with the Hornets
Rage EDM like my bro DJ Carnage
I can walk in Magic, turn the weather to stormy (Stormy)
These four bitches wanna give me an orgy (Uh)
You hear the horses when we runnin' these Porsches
Drop the top off it like I get sore
Come see the paint on my Christian Dior (Christian Dior)
Comin' up really had this shit hard
Now bet you won't see me shoppin' in Zara (Shoppin' in Zara)
Went straight on the white, I got hard
Sixty whole rounds in that mini-AR (Mini-AR)
Comin' up some of my dogs caught the yard
Now Young GunWunna got me A&Rs
|
.223
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
I drip on this bitch like Met Gala, ballin'
Answer her texts, don't answer her calls
[Chorus]
Yeah, she sent me a text, won't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip, that Met Gala Ball
[Verse 1]
Shoot your shit up, I got accurate aim
Fucked up a few mil', now I'm back like I came
That boy say my name, I went and got me some strain
You know I don't crash, I just stay in my lane
Please don't compare, because we not the same
GunWun ain't no gimmick, ain't clownin' for fame
I trapped for a living and been had a name
Work hard for these clothes, cars, and watches and chains
Oh, man, Rolls-Royce got umbrellas, this whip for the rain
These folks done fucked up, let me slip in the game
This bitch let me fuck, this shit went to her brain
She know I'm a beast, and ain't easy to tame
She squirt on my sheets while I beat out her frame
Dozed off, woke back up, she still sayin' my name
In love with my life, and you wish we could trade
[Chorus]
Yeah, she sent me a text, won't answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin' my balls
We speed in that 'Vette, don't stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
It's easy to slip, don't want you to fall
Walk in with the drip, that Met Gala Ball
[Verse 2]
Walk in with the drip like Met Gala Ball
Came in and she strip, her panties and all
Lip gloss on her lip, suck me like a Hall
A boss and a pimp, I bought me a ship
I walk with a limp, FN in my drawers
When she talk that shit, I put dick in her jaws
I hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Hit and don't miss, ain't no win, lose, or draw
Came from Flat Shoals and Old Nat
On the South, in that back, you get whacked, then get shot in your car
Why hell you think that I'm maxin'? Relaxin' in mansions, no cappin', 'cause we had it hard
I ain't get this shit just from askin', I made this shit happen and passion, it played a big part
I ain't get this bitch off of mackin', it came off of actions and fashion and stay in accord
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MET GALA
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
Uh
(Taurus)
Uh
[Chorus]
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see it (See it)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (Litty)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippy (Drippy)
Fuck the cops, we can't be stopped, just admit it
[Verse 1]
Hey (Hey), hey (Hey), hey (Hey)
Put some diamonds in Chrome Hearts lens
Bought a new Benz, lost some more friends
Stretchin' my hands, money all in
Fuckin' her friend, break her in bed
Hundred in tens, count it in yens
Trust in God thin, keep a FN
I gotta go (Go), I gotta spend
I drove a boat, I'll drive again
Ain't got no note, I ain't got no rent
I am a goat, I am a man (Yeah)
We in the low, we smokin' dope (Ah)
We keep it close, you with the folks (Oh)
Give him a dose (Uh), give me some throat
Lil' bitty ho, you already know (You know)
Bitch, we the topic, the sauce for the toppings, you know that they copyin' you, woah (You, woah)
They cleanin' and moppin', these bitches, they hoppin', I couldn't fall out with the bro, uh
Hotter than Taki, I like it, I cop it, ain't nobody stoppin' the growth, uh (Nobody stoppin' the growth)
Smoke Lodi Dodi, we sit in the lobby, we just rented out the whole floor, uh
[Chorus]
Gettin' high in the skybox, I can see it (See it)
Hot spot and it's plushed out, and it's lit, yeah (Litty)
Screwed, chopped, hmm, Gucci socks, got 'em drippy (Drippy)
Fuck the cops (Uh), we can't be stopped, just admit it ('Mit it)
[Post-Chorus]
Paint the town (Town), and slime committed ('Mitted)
Bloodhound ('Hound), mmh, cold hard Crippin' (Cold hard Crippin')
Best part (Yeah), we got all the vibes with it (Vibes)
Head start (Start), you can't catch up, so forget it ('Get it)
[Verse 2]
That's no cap, I'm in the 'Ghini (Yeah)
This really rap, this ain't a gimmick (Uh)
I had to trap, now I got plenty
I'm in the castle fuckin' a genie (Genie)
I popped a capsule, she wanna wrassle (Woah)
I done got tackled, drunk on the Henny (Henny)
Turned to a saddle, I had to handle (Woah)
I'm 'bout to smack 'em both on the fanny (Fanny)
I put four twelves in the V12 (Ooh), my Benz truck startin' to rattle (Woah-woah)
She say she smell I'm doin' well, when I wanna fuck, it don't matter (Uh-uh)
Bitch, I'm a shark, I'm not a whale, lean in my cup and my bladder (My bladder)
I got it on lock like I'm in jail, soon as they buck, they gettin' splattered (Get splat)
I'm 'bout to drop and no, I cannot flop, climbin' straight to the top like a ladder (A ladder)
Niggas play tough and they talk on the internet, but they ain't ever gon' hit 'em, uh
I took a loss and it made me a boss, like now look, I'm doin' better than ever (I'm better than ever)
They cause you to flop, Biscotti when I'm coughin', I'm tryna get higher than ever (High)
[Post-Chorus]
Paint the town (Town), and slime committed ('Mitted)
Bloodhound ('Hound), mmh, cold hard Crippin'
Best part (Yeah), we got all the vibes with it (Vibes)
Head start (Start), you can't catch up, so forget it
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SKYBOX
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
Yeah, turn it up
Tu-turn it in the headphones
My nigga Wheezy, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ooh-ooh, yeah-eah-eah
Doughboy
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
[Chorus]
I can't be a regular pedestrian (Nah)
I got on my grind, ain't no more stressing (No more stressing)
Can't nobody stop me from my blessings
Find the finest, got designer on my headband (On my headband)
Can we have a threesome with your best friend? (With your best friend)
She sucked it quick, didn't have no time to cut on Netflix (Nah)
Gotta watch these bitches, shit be hectic (Hectic)
Can't let no nigga trick me off my exit (Nah)
[Verse 1]
Stars on my Air Forces, these Givenchy (Yeah)
Kill you like abortion, leave your head cracked (Leave your head cracked)
Burn this mile like rubber on the Hellcat (Skrrt)
No I work my muscle all day, I'm carrying cash (Carrying cash)
Slap the hundred round drum in the Kel-Tec (Kill, kill)
Double cup filled with mud, I sip real red (Real red)
Bank robbing got my cuz fifteen years fed (Fifteen years fed)
He a solid get money nigga with a hard head (Hard head)
Stacking these loaves of bread, I want more and more (More and more)
My bitch showed me a bag, cost some hunchos (Hunchos)
Double-0-7 coupe, stash console
On the road cashing these checks like I four-four (Four-four)
[Verse 2]
Life is ruthless, now the car coupeish, we don't need roofs (Need roofs)
If I get Frank Lucas rich, just know I do it for King Troup (King Troup)
I been ballin' out of the park, I feel like Babe Ruth (Babe Ruth)
Hearin' a lot of lil' talking but I'm paid too (I'm paid, bitch)
Bitch just hit my phone, she say "I miss you" (Miss you)
How you get this line? last time I saw you was in high school (Damn)
VVS's bright, they shine like lights, ooh (Ooh)
Rockin' all this ice, my shit must be swole (Woah)
Comme des Garçons, I put that shit on (On)
Ones that want the lift 'cause this money long (Money long)
I know I got strength 'cause this weed strong (Strong)
This the smell cost me fifteen hundred on cologne (Yeah)
[Bridge]
Took a pill yesterday and I'm still high (Yeah)
Pick a private plane for a lift, yeah (Yeah)
Took a pill yesterday and I'm still high (Yeah)
Take a private plane for a lift, yeah
[Outro]
My nigga Wheezy, you know what I'm sayin'
Doughboy
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
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Pedestrian
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
(That's a good one, P)
[Chorus]
One-of-one bitches, they tens
One of one, never again (One of one)
Wun get the cake and the butter, I count it like hustle, the money all-in
Ride 'round the town in a drop-top coupe and the motor in the trunk, you can hear it (Skrrt)
Hearin' all about how they want me to lose, but I'm W, due for a win
[Verse 1]
Fuckin' this bitch in a orgy, I'm having a snow-bunny hold up her legs (Legs)
Far from a dummy, I see how I'm coming
Don't tempt me, I'm right on the edge (Don't tempt me)
Gеttin' it since a youngin, I been had the shoe box of monеy all under my bed (My bed)
2018, 'came a millionaire, made a career, niggas thought I'd be dead (Yeah, yeah, thought I'd be dead)
I'm getting cold, my body cold, I took a lil' X (X, yeah)
I hit her one time, told her pull up again, making that lil' pussy stretch (Stretch her)
Give me some head in the back of the Benz, grippin' the back of her neck (Woah, woah)
I went and put mirror tint on the tint, I wanna see the reflection (Uh)
I'm the best dressed at the Met (The Met)
The wave in her dress, I know how to dress (I know how to dress)
I turn the drip to a flex (Flex)
I still got the check, I poke out my chest
I'm treatin' that lil' boy like my pets (Pets)
I let the bitch use me for sex (Sex)
I know that young Wunna a catch
Got one of one ice on a jet (One of one)
[Chorus]
One-of-one bitches, they tens
One of one, never again (One of one)
Wun get the cake and the butter, I count it like hustle, the money all-in (All-in)
Ride 'round the town in a drop-top coupe and the motor in the trunk, you can hear it (Skrrt)
Hearin' all about how they want me to lose, but I'm W, due for a win (W)
[Verse 2]
One of one, mixing it up (Mixing)
One of one, mixing it in (In)
One-of-one Mansory kit (Kit)
Wun-Wunna, one of one bitch (Yeah)
Come to the spot, I got all one of one pieces and all of 'em cost me a grip (Grip)
Come to the 'yo, it's a pretty ho ready to go on a poke with her lips
Good service, I'm ready to tip (Good service)
You knowing I'm hip, I don't got a chip
You know I ain't no lil' bitty shrimp (You know it)
We switching positions, we switching locations, I'm fucking this bitch in the gym (Lift)
She say she don't wanna say Gunna no more and she 'bout to start calling me Him ('Bout to start calling me Him)
I'm him, hundreds, you making it hot (Hot)
The stakes is high, the prices is high, I'm 'bout to fly to Dubai (I'm gone)
Hoorsenbuhs, HB on the tie, I whip the one-of-one ride (One-of-one)
Ain't cuffing the bitch, let her slide (Slide)
I come in, I come to get mine (Mine)
Pop out on these bitches like surprise (One of one)
[Chorus]
One-of-one bitches, they tens
One of one, never again (One of one)
Wun get the cake and the butter, I count it like hustle, the money all-in (All-in)
Ride 'round the town in a drop-top coupe and the motor in the trunk, you can hear it (You hear it)
Hearin' all about how they want me to lose, but I'm W, due for a win
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one of wun
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
(Run that back, Turbo)
[Chorus]
Muddy poured up (Poured up), got a cutter (Cutter)
Lotta orders (Orders), dollars, quarters (Ayy)
Wrist water (Ayy), Rich Porter (Ayy)
Your bitch on now (On now), Gunna Wunna (Wunna)
Commas, commas (Racks), hundreds, hey (Hey)
I'm a stunner (Stunner), sauna, summer (Hey)
Benihana ('Hana), cook up, hey (Hey)
My crew paid (Paid), surf a wave (Wave)
[Verse 1]
Pop it (Pop it)
I been sippin' Akorn, rich nigga, I'm A1
AP blacker than Akon (Uh), baby butter pecan (Uh)
Millionaire, I don't want no refund (Uh)
Breakin' her back 'til I see the sun
I fucked the bitch on the jet (Jet)
Cuban baguette on her neck (Her neck)
She only call me for sex (Sex)
Speed in the 'Vette (Speed in the 'Vette)
I still got my foot on they neck, uh (They neck)
Gunna put 'em to rest (To rest)
I used to trap at the Exxon (Exxon)
For the slum, gotta keep you a gun
I'm not a regular pedestrian
Fuck your ho 'bout a week every month
She wan' me to stick it in deep in her gut
Let me know if you with it or what
If I catch a body, I keep it on hush (Hush)
You pussies gon' tell in a rush
Come to the spot and the feeling is plush (Plush)
I don't fuck with these niggas, a dub
[Chorus]
Muddy poured up (Poured up), got a cutter (Cutter)
Lotta orders (Orders), dollars, quarters (Ayy)
Wrist water (Ayy), Rich Porter (Ayy)
Your bitch on now (On now), Gunna Wunna (Wunna)
Commas, commas (Racks), hundreds, hey (Hey)
I'm a stunner (Stunner), sauna, summer (Hey)
Benihana ('Hana), cook up, hey (Hey)
My crew paid (Paid), surf a wave (Wave)
[Verse 2]
Surf (Surf), surf (Surf), surf (Surf), surf (Wave)
Pop a Perc' (Perc'), Papa Smurf (Smurf)
Lotta dirt, I can call up Durk (Lil Durk)
Chrome Heart shirts (Shirts), millions off merch (Merch)
Sippin', drippin', tippin', trippin' (Ayy)
Women, hey, linen, hey (Ayy)
Dealin', killin', spinnin', winnin'
Grillin', hey (Hey), feelin' paid (Paid)
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WUNNA
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus]
It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy
Different bitch for every season showin' me they cleavage
I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic
She text that pussy, I don't call back so she won't think I need it
[Verse 1]
Made it out the jungle, I ball, ain't got no jumper
Rest in peace to my uncle, never met, but I still love you
Remember that pussy from way back, playin', I pay 'em to pop him
Stayed in the hood where the killers at, made my pillow a chopper
This ain't diamonds you lookin' at and we done updated the roster
You can tell it's a rich nigga posture
Young GunWunna, I'm spittin' it proper
Trappin' at school, I was servin' bags, police was searchin' my locker
Who did your jewelry? It look like brass, one of your bros should've stopped ya
[Chorus]
It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy
Different bitch for every season showin' me they cleavage
I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic
She text that pussy, I don't call back so she won't think I need it
I stick dick deep inside her throat where it ain't no more breathin'
If I don't post and I go ghost, it's gon' be for a reason
Just got my reading, now my reason's I'm booked out the region
This jewelry cold on me, I'm freezin', no way I'm anemic
[Verse 2]
Pluto, Pluto, two-door, four-door, man, this shit too easy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm gon' chop a brick like judo, snatch a Lamborghini (Chop it up)
I got a different bitch for different places, different seasons (I do)
Bitch ain't playin' her position, cuttin' her off, this shit too easy (Super)
I started off smashin' R&B stars right at the bando (Future)
I'm havin' hoes all the way south thinkin' that I abandoned 'em
I'm havin' pimpin' in my blood and I can change the climate (What else?)
I threw the Marni on and took the price up like I designed it (Pluto)
Can't put a presidential on a bitch 'less she give a nigga a ménage ('Nage)
That lil' IG bitch ain't shit, fucked her in the car (Car)
Fucked 'round with a side piece, pop out that night in double-R (What up?)
Started talkin' Chinese from all these sticks in the car
|
too easy
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
Makers
Run that back, Turbo
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Chorus]
Designer head to toe (Head to toe)
I sip to the head and float (Head and float)
I already bagged the pole (Bagged the pole)
You niggas too scared to go (Scared to go)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean up like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It's a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin' hard, we ain't havin' no hope (Havin' no hope)
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm the man (Bitch, I'm the man)
Did it with no advance (With no advance)
Gave my nigga a chance (Nigga a chance)
Tryna see what he gon' do (What he gon' do)
He done ran up them bands (Ran up them bands)
I done got me some bands too (Bands too)
I could drip on the 'Gram too (Drip on the 'Gram too)
Said my hood like the damn zoo (Damn zoo)
I can't decide, which foreign car I'ma ride, mmh
That Phantom Rolls body is wide (Wide)
I made the boy bleed like the watts, mmh
I put some more rocks in the watch (Rocks)
Middle finger to the cops, mmh
Me against the world like 2Pac (Pac)
Say the wrong word, get you shot (Shot)
The whole world love you when you hot (Hot)
Thank God, He gave me a shot (Oh)
The same ones that thought I was shy (Shy)
I took off and went straight to the top (Oh-oh)
You can't feel me, a nigga too high (High)
You need to stop livin' a lie (Lie)
You know we keep sticks like the Chi' (Chi')
I knew I'd be rich 'fore I die (Die)
They won't respect you 'til you try
[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe (Head to toe)
I sip to the head and float (Head and float)
I already bagged the pole (Bagged the pole)
You niggas too scared to go (Scared to go)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean up like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It's a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin' hard, we ain't havin' no hope (Hard)
[Verse 2]
I got luck like a charm (Charm)
Fifty racks on her arm (Racks)
My tsunami a storm (Tsunami a storm)
I stay fly, I was airborne (Airborne)
Fuck these hoes like it's porn (Porn)
I get higher than Osborne (Osborne)
I like captions for tourin' (Tourin')
Gettin' money is so important (Important)
Niggas thought I was done (Done)
Oh, I can go on and on (On and on)
My car is a foreign (Car is a foreign)
I crank up and start soarin' (Yeah)
My heart is torn (Heart is torn)
Shoot a movie like Barry Gordon (Gordon)
A star was born (Star, star)
My left wrist like a damn storm (Storm)
My life a lil' fun (Fun)
Ain't no one of my hoes boring (Boring)
Got Chanel by the ton (Chanel by the ton)
More Sheneneh than Martin Lawrence (Sheneneh)
Skinny jeans with a gun (Jeans with a gun)
Play with me, it's a whole war (Whole war)
I ain't finished or done (Finished or done)
We got some, but we come to get more (We come to get more)
[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe (Yeah)
I sip to the head and float (Yeah)
I already bagged the pole (Yeah)
You niggas too scared to go (Yeah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean up like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It's a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin' hard, we ain't havin' no hope (Go)
[Outro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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One Call
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
Hey
Hey
[Chorus]
Cooler than a bitch (Cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (Yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Mueller off of licks (Yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (Woah)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (Ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (Yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (Stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (Fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimy it can get (Slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (Bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (Runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (Yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (Shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (Far as I can spit)
We fuckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (Like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (Tall)
[Verse 1]
I feel like a rocket, I'm goin' outer space (Outer space)
Got pretty vibes with me, I make sure all of 'em straight
I dress a bitch, I put her in some Prada and BAPE
Young Wunna international in all fifty states (Woah)
Listen, I might buss a nigga, war ready
Chop a nigga crew with a machete
Smokin' gasoline, ninety-three, unleaded
Card never D'd, I can spend without a limit (Yeah)
Three Rolls watches and they all got baguetties (Woah)
I got ten bad bitches, I keep all of 'em happy (Yeah)
You ain't did nothin' for my bitch, bought an all-gold Patek
She can suck a good dick, get the Benz four 'matic (Benz)
This a rich nigga, come and feel my fabric
Young GunWunna, I got hundreds in my pants and my jacket
Chandelier all in the ceilin', think we fuckin' in the palace
When you really gettin' millions, it gon' up a nigga status, up a nigga status
[Chorus]
Cooler than a bitch (Cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (Yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Mueller off of licks (Yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (Woah)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (Ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (Yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (Stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (Fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimy it can get (Slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of the ditch (Bottom of the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (Runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (Yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (Shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (Far as I can spit)
We fuckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (Like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (Tall)
[Verse 2]
Pull up to the Maybach in the driveway, hmm
Traphouse, had bitches countin' hundreds in the room
How you claimin' you a street nigga havin' loose lips?
Got a lot of new shit, Eliantte chain like the bottom of a ship
Got my niggas in the feds, gettin' loads when they get out
Keefa had to bring the Bentayga with the kit out
Got five bitches rollin' off the dope at the penthouse
She ain't tryna give me no neck, she had to get out
Send my young shooters, go wet some shit
Big brother taught me how to sip Actavis
When I pull up Mulsanne, she get crackin' on the dick
Lil' shawty gave me brain, I almost crashed the whip
Get her Saint Laurent, what's your shoe size?
Fucked her, I done came 'bout two times, yeah
I got top on top the rooftop, yeah
Big Cullinan, suicide, yeah
[Chorus]
Cooler than a bitch (Cool)
Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (Yeah)
Tenth grade, bought a Franck Mueller off of licks (Yeah)
Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (Woah)
It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (Ice)
I reached every goal, had to write another list (Yeah)
I'm strokin' on a toe while she bitin' on her lip (Stroke)
I fly across the globe and I call another hit (Fly)
They watchin' 'cause they know how slimy it can get (Slime)
I'm ridin' to the top from the bottom of ditch (Bottom off the ditch)
Your favorite rapper burnt and he runnin' out of hits (Runnin' out of hits)
Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (Yeah)
We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (Shoot him)
I don't trust these hoes at all, just as far as I can spit (Far as I can spit)
We fuckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (Like it, then you get it)
We stack the money tall, if you broke, then we'll fix it (Tall)
[Outro]
Ice
Yeah
Slime
Runnin' out of hits
Yeah
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COOLER THAN A BITCH
|
Gunna
|
[Intro]
What the fuck I'ma say in the intro?
Hahaha
You want me to say somethin' so bad
(Stop playin' with 'em, Riot)
Can you, please?
[Chorus]
Think you the shit, bitch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin' hard (Grrah)
I'm breakin' they hearts, like
Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)
Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)
[Verse 1]
Take-takin' her man (Takin' her man)
Don't give a fuck (Don't give a fuck)
Out in the Yams (Out in the Yams)
And I'm keepin' one tucked (Keepin' one tucked)
I make me some jams (I make me some jams)
Unlock that advance (Unlock that advance)
I said four hundred bands (I said four hundred bands)
Just to do my lil' dance (Grrah)
Bitch, I'm a brand (Like)
Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want (Damn)
All in Balenci', I look like a bum
I got the jatty, he just wanna hump (Hump)
Walk through and start shakin' my hips
I'ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like)
Strip a dummy, I want the whole 'fit
I got a French nigga sendin' me tips, grrah
[Verse 2]
His bitch at home playin' dress-up (Huh?)
She must've thought she could catch up (Grrah)
I got my foot on they necks, I can't let up (Grrah)
She all on the floor, told her get up (Get up)
She my son, but I ain't her mammy (I ain't her mammy)
Bitches can't stand me (Bitches can't stand me)
Eat through my panties (Eat through my panties)
Hard knock life, no Annie
I need a vacay, I'm losin' my tan (Damn)
I'd lose anything before my man
I'm a pretty bitch, I don't like fightin'
On the beat, I'm goin' Super Saiyan (Grrah)
I said, "Mirror, mirror, who the fairest?" (Huh?)
Leave a bum nigga lookin' embarrassed (Like)
Spent a hundred-fifty on some carats (Grrah)
That shit cray like them niggas in Paris
[Chorus]
Think you the shit, bitch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin' hard (Grrah)
I'm breakin' they hearts (Like)
Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)
Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)
|
Think U The Shit (Fart)
|
Ice Spice
|
[Intro]
Heavy On It, mhm
New York, stand the fuck up (Grrah)
When we come out, it look like Princess Diana on the street (Grrah)
Ayo, Ice (Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
(Finish 'em)
[Chorus]
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gеttin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If hе smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
[Verse 1]
And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Like)
So he put my name in a tat'
But I don't let him come to the crib (Grrah)
So we get it on where we at (Grrah)
Nowadays, I be duckin' them cameras
And they hype that I'm up on them banners
Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (Why?)
In the hood, I'm like Princess Diana (Grrah)
I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats (Huh)
Bitches not takin' shit from me but notes (Notes)
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes
And my name in her mouth so I bet she gon' choke (Bitch)
To her man, I'm the girl of his dreams
Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth
He keep textin', I leave him on seen
Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean (Know what I mean)
[Chorus]
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Uno, dos, tres, cuatro)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah, boo, tomato)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass
[Interlude]
This is a public service announcement
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, brr)
[Verse 2]
I-I-I be eatin' my spinach (Spinach)
They tried to clone my image (Image)
They burned they London Bridges (Bridges)
None of them bitches British (No)
I know they know the difference, grr
And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Grrah)
So I hold him down like an anchor (Grrah)
He said if I keep it a hunnid (Grrah)
That he'll keep me safe like a banker (Grrah)
Nowadays, I be makin' 'em famous (Grrah)
She the princess, so fuck who you lames is (Grrah)
Of course, I be pushin' they buttons (Grrah)
I hold the control like the gamers (Woo)
Like grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches is ass if we keepin' it crack
Bad little redhead, she 'bout to black
We come out, it's a movie, but we don't do BAP (Woo)
Live from London, straight from the palace
Man dem ah gyalis ah text us like Dallas
Keep it a bean, yo
He talk nice 'cause the pussy game mean, ho (Hadouken)
[Chorus]
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Brr)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass (Oop)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Oop, damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Nope, grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass (Grr)
[Outro]
Catch it, mm-hmm
Gag, it's the gag for me, haha
Princess
Oop
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Princess Diana
|
Ice Spice
|
[Intro]
Grrah
(Stop playin' with ’em, RIOT)
Grrah
[Chorus]
You thought I was feelin' you? (Nah)
That nigga a munch
Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch
Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want, like
You thought I was feelin’ you? (Nah, thought I was feelin' you?)
That nigga a munch
Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch
Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want, like (Get what I want, like)
[Verse 1]
Bitches ain't bad, let's keep it a bean
Know they be mad that I be on the scene
Ass too fat, can't fit in no jeans
You was my stitch, but it's not what it seem
I got that wetty, I'm keepin’ it clean
Fuckin’ with niggas that's totin’ a beam (Grrah)
Sayin' you love me, but what do you mean? (Grrah)
Pretty as fuck and he like that I'm mean
Baddest bitch out, you shittin' me? (Shittin’ me)
If you ain't a baddie, can't sit with me (Sit with mе)
I swear that these bitchеs my mini-me's (Mini-me, grrah, grrah)
He wanna sex, niggas be dreamin'
I'm from the X, niggas be schemin'
I'm on they necks, they is not breathin'
Thumbin' a check, blow it in Neiman's
[Chorus]
You thought I was feelin' you? (Nah)
That nigga a munch
Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch
Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like
You thought I was feelin' you? (Nah)
That nigga a munch
Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch
Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like (Get what I want, like)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I please
You know my body, I do it with ease
He want my body, he tellin' me, "Please" (Grrah)
I'm walkin' past him, he sniffin' my breeze
He jackin' me, but he not my boo (Grrah)
He like the jewelry I wear on my boobs
How can I link you when I got a shoot? (Huh?)
Don't want your love, I just want the blue (Huh?)
Grabbin' my ass while I'm doin' my dance
She keep on starin' 'cause shorty a fan (Damn)
Gotta stick to the plan
He mad as fuck, I won't give him a chance
But still he gon' do what I say (Do what I say)
I swear I be stuck in my ways (Stuck in my ways)
But still he gon' do what I say (Do what I say)
I swear I be stuck in my ways (Grrah)
[Chorus]
You thought I was feelin' you? (Nah)
That nigga a munch
Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch
Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like
You thought I was feelin' you? (Nah)
That nigga a munch
Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch
Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like
|
Munch (Feelin’ U)
|
Ice Spice
|
[Intro]
Tell me, baby, do you understand?
[Chorus]
If he's cheatin', I'm doin' him worse (Like)
No Uno, I hit the reverse (Grrah)
I ain't trippin', the grip in my purse (Grrah)
I don't care 'cause he did it first (Like)
If he's cheatin', I'm doin' him worse (Damn)
I ain't trippin', I— (I ain't trippin', I—)
I ain't trippin', the grip in my purse (Like)
I don't care 'cause he did it first
[Verse 1]
He beg me to stay, but I'm dippin'
I don't even drink, but I'm sippin'
We not fuckin', but he put the tip in (Grrah)
He get on my nerves, but I'm with it (Grrah)
I start thinkin' when he get up in it
I'm like, "Damn, I knеw you for a minute" (Damn)
I don't want them niggas in our business (Likе)
I'm like, "Bae, you know you the realest" (Grrah)
I'm like, "Fuck it," I know he gon' spend (Like)
I'm with Tati and her thotty friend
We like, "Fuck it," we fuckin' his friends (Grrah)
We gon' party 'til the party ends
I'm a baddie, he fuck with my tats (Like)
Big boobs and it come with a jatt
Say he don't want me, I know he a cap (Cap)
Oh, you cheatin'? Then I'm cheatin' back
[Chorus]
If he's cheatin', I'm doin' him worse (Like)
No Uno, I hit the reverse (Grrah)
I ain't trippin', the grip in my purse (Grrah)
I don't care 'cause he did it first (Like)
If he's cheatin', I'm doin' him worse (Damn)
I ain't trippin', I— (Alright)
I ain't trippin', the grip in my purse (Like)
I don't care 'cause he did it first (Uh)
[Verse 2]
I'm selective with who I get with
Gyal on my phone tryna see who I slept with
She investigating, detective
Lucky for me, I deleted the message
All along, it was me and a bad bitch
But I told her it was me and my bredrin
By the end of this verse, I'll be done
I guess we gon' see in like sixteen seconds
If I went court for all of the times I got caught, I'd have about sixteen felons
I keep comin' with stupid excuses like, "I was juiced and tripped and fell in"
I might take the risk DMin'
But I don't know 'cause these chicks be tellin'
At the minute, I'm hittin' some risky women
I clearly ain't learn my lesson
[Outro]
He did it first, he did it first, he did it first, he did it first
He did it first, he did it first, he did it first
Alright
Understand
Baby, do you understa-sta-sta-sta-sta-sta—
Ooh
Sta-sta-sta-sta-sta-sta—
Ooh
Sta-sta-sta-sta-sta-sta—
Ooh
Sta-sta-sta-sta-sta-sta—
Baby, do you understand?
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Did It First
|
Ice Spice
|
[Intro]
Will you like me when the sun comes up?
Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT
[Chorus]
Like, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)
Like, damn, she in her mood (Mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)
She lit, get money, too (Like)
Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood), damn
[Verse 1]
In the mirror, I'm doin' my dance (Like)
And he packin', I know by his pants (Grrah)
He a rapper but don't got a chance
Stuck in my ways so I'm lovin' my bands (Damn)
Like a million views in a day (Like)
It's so many ways to gеt paid (Grrah)
I tried dippin', he beggеd me to stay
Bae, I'm not stayin', I just wanna play (Just wanna play)
In the party, he just wanna rump (Rump)
Big boobs and the butt stay plump (Stay plump)
She a baddie, she know she a ten (Baddie, ten)
She a baddie with her baddie friend (Damn, friend)
They like, "Ice, how you always stay hot?" (Hot)
Oh, they mad 'cause I keep makin' bops (Bops)
Oh, she mad 'cause I'm takin' her spot
If I was bitches, I'd hate me a lot (Grrah)
[Verse 2]
No friends, I don't fuck with the fakes (Grrah)
Sayin' they love me but wantin' my place (Like)
Step in the party, I'm lookin' the baddest
So the paparazzi in my face (Grrah)
Pretty bitch but I came from the gutter
Said I'd be lit by the end of the summer (Like)
And I'm proud that I'm still gettin' bigger (Damn)
Goin' viral is gettin' 'em sicker
Like, what? Let's keep it a buck (Huh)
Bitches too borin', got 'em stuck in a rut (Damn)
Lamborghini roarin' when I hop out the truck (Huh)
Pretty bitch like Lauren with a big-ass butt, yup
Pretty face and the waist all gone (Huh)
And I'm makin' 'em wait, hold on (Hold on)
And I'm makin' 'em wait, hold on (Hold on)
Wait, hold on (Grrah, hold on)
[Chorus]
Like, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)
Like, damn, she in her mood (Mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)
She lit, get money, too (Like)
Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood, damn)
Like, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)
Like, damn, she in her mood (Mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)
Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)
She lit, get money, too (Like)
Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood, damn)
|
In Ha Mood
|
Ice Spice
|
[Intro]
Grrah (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Grrah (Grrah), grrah (Grrah)
She a baddie, she showin' her panty (Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
[Chorus]
She a baddie, she showin' her panty (She showin' her panty)
She shake it like jelly (She shake it like jelly, damn, damn)
Hundred bands in Chanely (Hundred bands in Chanely)
But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli (But I'm still shakin' ass, grrah, grrah)
With my bitch gettin' deady (With my bitch gettin' deady)
He like him all wetty (He like him all wetty)
He want the WAP, but I just want the fetty (Grrah, grrah)
And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty (Grrah, grrah)
[Verse 1]
Call me that bee while hе eatin' my honey (Eatin' my honey, damn)
You know niggas lovе bitches with money (Bitches with money)
I get a lot (I get a lot)
Takin' her spot (Grrah)
If you ain't cookin', then get off the pot
My name Ice, but I always stay hot
Passenger princess, he pass me his knock (Grrah)
Baddest lil' bitch from my block
Me and baddies be gettin' along
So they always be singin' my song
Steppin' outside, I'ma put that shit on (Like, like)
Three hundred and then I perform (Damn)
You know I'ma get to the bag
All the hatin' bitches to the back (To the back)
Too much to lose, so I cannot react (Damn)
Damn, bitches be goin' out sad (Grrah, grrah)
[Chorus]
She a baddie, she showin' her panty (She showin' her panty)
She shake it like jelly (She shake it like jelly, damn, damn)
Hundred bands in Chanely (Hundred bands in Chanely)
But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli (Grrah)
With my bitch gettin' deady (With my bitch gettin' deady)
He like him all wetty (He like him all wetty)
He want the WAP, but I just want the fetty (Grrah)
And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty (Grrah)
[Verse 2]
Feelin' a smooch, and I'm showin' my coochie
PJ to Emilio Pucci (Damn, damn)
I love white bitches, like shoutout to Lucy
If she bad, then I let her seduce me (Damn, damn)
I'm the shit, I'm that bitch, I'm Miss Poopie
Juice in my cup got me feelin' real loopy (Got me feelin' real loopy)
Forty-inch, middle-parted (Forty-inch, middle-parted)
He got all my pics hearted (Grrah, grrah)
They all like, "Damn, Ice, your flow be the hardest" (Like)
I'm not a regular artist, grrah, grrah
Go 'Ku and I'm just gettin' started
Baddies on baddies, they know how to move
'Ooters on 'ooters, they know how to 'oot
Bussin' that pack, goin' straight to the moon (Goin' straight to the moon)
Off the juice, actin' loose
[Chorus]
She a baddie, she showin' her panty (She showin' her panty)
She shake it like jelly (She shake it like jelly, damn, damn)
Hundred bands in Chanely (Hundred bands in Chanely)
But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli (Grrah, grrah)
With my bitch gettin' deady (With my bitch gettin' deady)
He like him a wetty (He like him a wetty)
He want the WAP, but I just want the fetty (Damn, grrah)
And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty (Grrah)
[Outro]
And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty
But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli
Grrah (Grrah, grrah)
Grrah, grrah, grrah
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Deli
|
Ice Spice
|
[Intro]
(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
[Chorus]
How can I lose if I'm already chose? Like
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn
The party not lit, then I'd rather not go (Why would I go?)
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn
[Verse 1]
Bitches down bad, they be on my ass
I can hear you hatin' from the back (The back)
Balenciaga baddie, got a bag (A bag)
Nigga munchin', ate it from the back (The back)
Nigga fiendin', gotta play it cool (Huh?)
Got the jatty, I'ma make it move (Goddamn)
Breakin' records and I'm breakin' news
Bitches be pressed, like, "Who you?" (Who you?)
I get whatever I like
Bitches won't bark, but they wanna bite (Grah)
I got two milli' for usin' a mic, bitch
Think about that when you type (Haha)
She wanna party with Spice (Party with Spice)
And the body gon' eat, bon appétit
Ass on fat with the waist on sleek (Yeah)
Ginger hair, pretty, calm, beat
[Verse 2]
Look in the mirror, I'm feelin' me (Feelin' me)
Stackin' money where the ceilin' be (Ceilin' be)
Twenty to stand on a couch (Couch)
When out of town, fuck if they feelin' me (Feelin' me)
He like the way that I dress (Yes)
Throw on Balenci' to flex (Grrah)
Like MiMi, I got 'em obsessed (Obsessed)
Them bitches see me as a threat (Yes)
The baddest in the room (Baddest in the room)
So tell 'em to make room
Diamonds glisten on my boob (Boob)
They gon' listen to my tune (Tune)
Flow the nicest, but I'm rude (Rude)
I like niggas, bitches too (Bitches too)
Ayo, baddie, what it do? (What it do?)
Ayo, Maddie, what it do? (Hah)
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