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[Verse 1]
You know Lil Ced, that's my nigga, I made him a millionaire, fuck it, we all rich
I ain't tryna have babies right now, so we fuck with the rubber, but I got a raw bitch
Know this money bring envy, you probably wan' be me, but bro, we can't beef 'bout no small shit
Overseas, got the crowd doin' moshpits
Can't believe that I'm still in the 'partments
Businessman, went and got me an office
Million-dollar deals, I get 'em often
Me and Dolla was servin' on Sparks Street
Hot lil' jit, he gon' stay with the chopstick
I got robbed, that shit made me a monster
Eviction notice, my sister, my mamas
Now they houses as big as they want 'em
I done ran up them motherfuckin' commas, look at lil' Dominique
Livin' like we in a race, I might come in first or second, but I won't ever be last
Lately, I been in my bag
Bro told me don't take my foot off the gas
If they give you a inch, go'n and take you a mile
I'ma shoot by myself like a technical foul
City to city, got girls goin' wild
Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd
Lambo' so low, gotta squat
We finally made it, let's pop us some bottles
I took the lead and let everyone follow
They know I'm runnin' it right to the bank
They want me to ease up, I didn't leave 'em any breathin' room, sorry, I told 'em, "I can't"
Heard you a rat, so you know what's gon' happen whenever we catch you, I run with them snakes
Peep all the moves I been makin', by time I get forty, I gotta be one of them greats
Watch how I move with this paper, I know if I slip up one time they gon' try to come take it
Real as it get and these niggas be fakin', I don't want they vibes, so they hand I ain't shakin'
She on that '42 straight with no chaser
I'm tryna get out of here and go taste her, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, my diamonds be VV's (VV's)
They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news
I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove)
Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah)
I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me
My diamonds be VV's (VV's)
They don't wan' see us on TV unless it's the news
I got somethin' to prove (Somethin' to prove)
Yeah, I'm young, but got somethin' to lose (Somethin' to lose)
In the street, I done paid all my dues (Yeah)
No extortion, ain't talking 'bout literally (Nah)
I be walkin' on beats, is you hearin' me? (Huh?)
I just pray that my kids be a bigger me, they can't get rid of me
[Verse 2]
Wake up every day, somebody harrassin' me
I got rich, they need money, they askin' me
I was sittin' in jail, they ain't look out for me
Ones who need me them same ones who doubted me
I been handlin' my own, they can vouch for me
Head way down with me, know that she proud of me
Turn the heat up, ain't nobody hot as me
Everywhere dollars be, that's how I gotta be
I done gave her the world, now she not leavin'
Say she love me to death, told her, "Stop breathin'"
He try do what I do, but we not even
I want all of the beef, I am not vegan
Boy, you said it was smoke, nigga, stop speakin'
'Ventador, drop the top, I can't stop speedin'
Tryna see if this bitch hit the top speed
Hit the bitch from the back, have her knock knee
Call me Baby Hov, I control the rock
If the rap slow, I control the block
Yeah, I'm really it, and you niggas not
Got a couple coupes, I can drop the top
I done made it, nigga, all these digits comin' in
I'm savin' for the bigger picture, know one day I'll need 'em
Might as well get used to me
My biggest fear is endin' up a used-to-be, yeah
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Sum 2 Prove
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Lil Baby
|
[Intro]
New car very noisy
Come through and it's roarin'
Yeah, yeah
You know how I'm coming
You know how I'm coming
[Verse 1]
Bend her over, then I murk her
Call Gunna if you want you a Birkin
"Oh, Baby, you be lyin' in your verses
I be hearin', say you buyin' 'em purses"
I can't even lie, you ain't my type
You ain't even all that fine in person
I can guarantee you if you my kind
She got every bag you can imagine
Big house, I can really be braggin'
Hundred thousand in my mouth like, "What's happenin'?"
Not the big cheap teeth, that's embarrasin'
He ain't me, you can keep the comparisons
My bitch probably one of the baddest
Good girl, turned her into a savage
Dispatch, got a problem in traffic
We came through in matching G-Wagens
Low-key, I've been keeping it classy
Could be really out here doin' 'em nasty
Niggas couldn't even see me in last year
Just started and them niggas in last gear
I ain't even try to and I passed 'em
Giving looks, I contribute to fashion
Drop a song, I be giving them captions
Stand alone, not your regular rapper
[Chorus]
Brand new car is noisy, come through and it's roarin' (Skrrt)
You ain't gotta worry, don't care about your boyfriend
See me and get nervous, I damn near did it perfect
Work hard and determine, it's safe to say I earned it, woah
Yeah, none of you guys get fly as me, woah
Matter of fact, none of you guys get high as me, woah
Post my drip up daily just so they can see, woah
Turn me up some more so my haters can hear it, woah (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I put the dope in the back of the car and I tell 'em to go
She hit when she land, she bring me the bands, she back on the road
She know how I get when I get in that mode
Ain't fuckin' with bitches, ain't buying no clothes
Wanna do shows and make me some songs
Make sure that other shit come in, get sold
We fuck with the strippers 'cause we play with poles
We play with our money and not with our nose
I used to go to the West to get loads
I just came back from the West with a trophy
I'm on some more shit
She said she miss it and sendin' emojis
No time to kick it, I'm always in motion
Can't say I miss you, I don't got emotions
I'm on that back-when-I slept-on-the-floor shit
I'm on that me-and-the-bro-kick-a-door shit
I'm on that back-when-I-stood-at-the-stove shit
Ain't goin' broke, I'm just back on my old shit
I'm takin' drugs, I don't know how to cope it
I know one thing, I'm never gon' be hopeless
If you tell 'em what was said, you a rodent
Drive the new Corvette like it's stolen, yeah
[Chorus]
Brand new car is noisy, come through and it's roarin' (Skrrt)
You ain't gotta worry, don't care about your boyfriend
See me and get nervous, I damn near did it perfect
Work hard and determine, it's safe to say I earned it, woah
Yeah, none of you guys get fly as me, woah
Matter of fact, none of you guys get high as me, woah
Post my drip up daily just so they can see, woah
Turn me up some more so my haters can hear it
Brand new car is noisy, come through and it's roarin' (Skrrt)
You ain't gotta worry, don't care about your boyfriend
See me and get nervous, I damn near did it perfect
Work hard and determine, it's safe to say I earned it, woah
Yeah, none of you guys get fly as me, woah
Matter of fact, none of you guys get high as me, woah
Post my drip up daily just so they can see, woah
Turn me up some more so my haters can hear it, woah
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Woah
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Lil Baby
|
[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Ayy, yeah
Tay Keith, this too hard
Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy
(Run that back, Turbo)
Yeah, ayy, look
[Verse 1]
I bring up money, they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
She gave me her number, now I gotta block it
I'm mixin' the dirty bills in with the profit
Clean that shit up and I give it right back to him
If I don't fuck with him, then I can't rap with him
I wanna be there when somebody catches him
I want a witness to see that shit
[Interlude]
Man, these folks, these folks gotta goddamn hear this shit, no cap
[Verse 2]
I bring up hits and they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
One hell of a year and a nigga still droppin'
They wanted to stop it, but they couldn't stop it
You told a story like shorty was feelin' you
She told a story like she split the bill with you
Look at my story, man, no one could write it
Now I see a million, I don't get excited
I might just YSL my shit, the Thugger way
Ain't no real sense in me goin' the other way
Cannot be seen in that shit from the other day
Virgil just chef'd me a whole different colorway
Please don't be stupid, it's Baby and Gunna
And Baby, he wanted her, so I just swung her
Next time I'm in Dallas, I'll look for another
You niggas fell off and you'll never recover
[Verse 3]
Poured up some Hi-Tech and wait 'til it bubble
Young Gunna Gunna, I make this shit double
Hit Eliantte and left with a puddle
It's me, Drake, and Baby, you know you in trouble
Run up my check, my bitch sprinted the shuttle
Sign plus an M, bought a Benz for my brother
Painted all black, the interior butter
I drip like a leak and that's word to my mother (Shh-shh)
Yeah, came out the street, gotta sleep with a cutter
Family a beast, we gon' eat us a supper
My dick in her mouth like she teethin' or somethin'
Sound like it could be Drip Season or somethin'
Ain't no comparin' 'cause we number one
In black and white Chanel, I look like a nun
The police in shock, don't know who got a gun
Don't got what I got 'cause I shop in Milan
It's winter, I still took the top off the Dawn
The kid was surprised that my trunk in the front
I know you upset that I'm shinin' in the sun
Cuban link look like a box of crayons
I'm still at the lot, tryna cop the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You one of my dawgs, I'll look out for the bond
[Chorus]
Let 'em get by, let 'em choose sides
We get M's in by the shoe size
I don't fuck with y'all type of kind
I done seen all y’all dick ride
Breadwinner like I'm Kevin Gates
And I swear to God, I don't get tired
From the trenches, now I'm goin'
Spend a whole hundred on a new wristwatch
[Verse 4]
Don't gotta drip, I can leave it to Gunna
Runnin' this shit, only been out two summers
That 4x4 truck, I post 300
Go at whoever, they know how I'm comin'
Ain't got no feelings, I'm here for the money
Treat every club like a Magic on Monday
Niggas ain't rich for real, they gettin' fronted
Gave her a dime, told her fix up her stomach
By the time she get back, I'ma switch up my number
Cap to her friend like I been on her bumper
Lately, I been the topic of discussion
Draco was foreign, they shipped it from Russia
Bad vibes at my show like I'm Usher
If she tell me "No" once, I won't even touch it
All I do is get her out here, abortion
Act like I've been rich, I used to have nothin'
Drizzy hit me up like he got another one
Money ain't even came in from the other one
Fuck it, I'm hot, so I might as well double up
Seem like everything I get on a number one
They tryna team up to beat me, they huddlin' up
Ever catch me out in traffic, I'm cuttin' up
Every city we go to, it be lit as fuck
Tryna put the police on us, get rid of us
[Outro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Tay Keith, this too hard
Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy
(Run that back, Turbo)
You seen the overseas drip?
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Never Recover
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Lil Baby
|
[Chorus]
I know you miss me
Who it's gon' be if it ain't me, lil' baby?
I'm in your city
'Cause I need it one more time
Might lose it all, I swear
I need it tonight, ooh, ah
[Verse 1]
How we get so deep so fast?
Bae, stop playin', I'll beat your ass
You be on some toxic shit but I cannot get off this bitch, I
Haven't seen you in three months, I miss you, can I see you, bae?
Every time I see one of your pictures, that shit drives me crazy
Girl, I know you miss a nigga
Especially how I kiss it
Message say delivered
Why the fuck you keep goin' missing on me?
Every time he get back in the picture, you act different on me
Ayy, tell that nigga we gon' have to share you, I ain't trippin' on it
One more time might be the best for both of us
Maybe we should talk about it later when we sober up
Maybe we should keep it goin', maybe we should let it go
Feel like if it's meant it's what it is so just let it flow
Got somethin' to handle so I'ma be here for a couple hours
Figured out you like them, my assistant keep on sendin' flowers
They got they own business, tell me why the fuck they all in ours?
Mama raised a lot of things but she ain't raised no fuckin' coward
We went to the moon last time, I'm tryna go back
We been doin' our thing for a while but they don't know that
I be buyin' you all type of bags but you can't show that
I be playin' the cut until you come back
[Chorus]
I know you miss me
Who it's gon' be if it ain't me, lil' baby?
I'm in your city
'Cause I need it one more time
Might lose it all, I swear
I need it tonight, ooh, ah
[Verse 2]
Thinkin' how we played out
Really I feel off about it but ain't never said it
We ain't gotta talk about it
They'll never know when I'm with you, I play a different role
Can't move off emotion, this shit deep now I got self-control
I ain't never tried to hold you, niggas try to high and low me
I can break it down in dumbest terms and show you how you owe me
Still try and back door me, I know how to go about it
I know everything but I treat you like I don't know about it
Wildin' in Skyami, we took shrooms and caught a different vibe
Bitches can't fuck with you, you the one, for real, I peep your style
I gotta get to it, I'm OT so it's gon' be a while
It feel a lil' better when I ain't seen you, yeah
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Forever
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Lil Baby
|
[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay
[Verse 1]
Trackhawk Jeep goes too fast (Too fast)
I don't even wear no seatbelt (Seatbelt)
Bad lil' bitch got no breasts (No breasts)
Upgrade, now she got D-cups (D-cups)
Hop out the Range, I'm glowin' (Glowin')
Who is Lil Baby? He goin' in (Goin' in)
Man, these old rappers gettin' borin' (Borin')
They be takin' shots, I ignored 'em (Ignored 'em)
Send that pack to the hood while I'm tourin' (Tourin')
Makin' plays out of town like I'm Jordan (Jordan)
Need to go get your ho 'cause she whorin' (Whorin')
If her ball come my way, I'ma score it (Score it)
Lamborghini, I don't want no Porsches (Porsches)
I'm on fire, don't touch me, I'm scorchin' (Scorchin')
Had to fix all my teeth, I went porcelain (Porcelain)
Put the town on my back, I'm a horseman (Horseman)
One more year, I'ma make it to Forbes' List (Forbes' List)
They love me in the Bay like E-40 (40)
I be sittin' exotic on Moreland (Moreland)
Ain't no strings attached, keepin' it cordless (Cordless)
She keep callin', but I keep ignorin' it (Ignorin' it)
Ain't no stoppin', I'm keepin' it, floorin' it (Nawl)
Man, these niggas can't stop me, I'm goin' in (Nawl)
Man, these niggas can't stop me, I'm goin' in (Nawl)
[Chorus]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load ('Nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho ('Nother ho)
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes" (How life goes)
And I know these niggas'd be happy if I let you go (Oh, no, no)
Got me walkin' on a thin line on my tippy toes (Tippy toes)
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load ('Nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho ('Nother ho)
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes" (How life goes)
And I know these niggas'd be happy if I let you go (Let you go)
Got me walkin' on a thin line on my tippy toes (Tippy toes)
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
[Post-Chorus]
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes (Clothes)
Got a bonus, I sold out a show (Show)
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes (Hoes)
I like when that white on her toes (Toes)
Picture me ridin' around in that Rolls (Royce)
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole (Swole)
I ain't got time to lay up with you hoes (Hoes)
[Verse 2]
All of these drugs in my body
I gotta pay somebody keep checkin' my pulse
Walk in the club with no warning take care of that money
They swing on the pole (Pole)
Water on me like Dasani ('Sani)
I shine when it's sunny, this platinum and rose (Rose)
Gunna Gunna out the streets
When I go to DC, I'ma fuck with the mo (mo)
[Verse 3]
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes (Hoes)
I can switch my girls up the same way that I change my clothes (Okay)
Man, it's crazy, all blue backend in the envelope (Let's get it)
And you know I'm never lackin', got a new whip that's up in traffic
Water, water, water on my Patek (Woah), in a automatic
I drink water when I'm fastin' (Water), you's a has-been
They would love me in a casket, I can't have it
Boy, I'm far from average (Yeah), better wait your turn, better get in line
[Chorus]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load ('Nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho ('Nother ho)
I'm like, "Baby, I know I'm wrong, but this just how life goes" (How life goes)
And I know these niggas'd be happy if I let you go (Oh, no, no)
Got me walkin' on a thin line, on my tippy toes (Tippy toes)
Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load ('Nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me 'lone 'cause I fucked another ho ('Nother ho)
[Post-Chorus]
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes (Clothes)
Got a bonus, I sold out a show (Show)
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes (Hoes)
I like when that white on her toes (Toes)
Picture me ridin' around in that Rolls (Rolls)
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole (Swole)
I ain't got time to lay up with you hoes (Hoes)
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Life Goes On
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Lil Baby
|
[Intro]
(Cook that shit up, Quay)
Baby
4 Pockets
Yeah, that's my dawg, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, that's my dawg for sure (My dawg)
Yeah, that's my dawg (My dawg)
Yeah, that's my dawg for sure (My dawg)
Yeah, that's my dawg (My dawg)
Me and my dawg (Me and my dawg)
We gave 'em two in a row (We gave 'em two in a row)
Me and my dawg (Me and my dawg)
We gave 'em two in a row (We gave 'em two in a row)
Deja keep on callin' (Callin')
She say she ready to pull up (Yeah)
As soon as I get there, walk in
I'ma put her in a full nelson (Yeah)
I'm on my way, I'm goin' fast
I'm comin' home to get you (I'm comin' home to get you)
I'm on my way, I'm goin' fast
I'm comin' home to get you (I'm on my way)
[Verse 1]
Hundred thousand dollars on my neck
'Nother fifty thousand on my wrist
Every nigga with me real rich
Niggas havin' pressure 'bout a bitch
I got all my cases dismissed
I don't go back and forth on the internet
Real niggas don't get into that
I'm tryna get in her mouth for real
I'm tryna get in her mouth (Yeah)
Me and my dawgs, me and my dawgs
We tryna run in your house (Yeah, yeah)
We want them bricks, we want the money (Give me that)
You can keep all of the pounds (Give me that)
I can't be fuckin' these lil' bitty bitches
'Cause they be runnin' they mouth (Yeah)
I'm really runnin' this town
Franck Muller watch for my wrist (Ooh)
'Nother thirty thousand in my 'fit (Ooh)
Codeine all in my piss (Ooh)
I don't take drugs no more
Baby mama trippin' 'bout a bitch
I'm just tryna take care my kid
I been in the trenches gettin' rich
I don't know another way to go
[Verse 2]
Bustdown Rollies for the clique
Got these bitches dancing on the dick
They gon' wait in line for this drip
I'ma give her mine, then dip
I'ma try to kill her for the real
Thirty thousand dollars in my ear
I ain't gotta sign no deal
Made a half a mil' last year
I just came home from the can
Twenty days, whole hundred bands
Got a nigga feelin' like the man
All these bitches knowin' who I am
Hit the ground runnin', I ain't playin'
Put a hundred bricks in the van
Give a thousand pounds to my man
Blow the money fast as I can
Signed to the streets, no advance
Bitches tryna rip me out my pants
'Cause they heard a youngin' gettin' bands
They don't know that I ain't goin' for nothin'
Only gave the bitch a couple hundred
Big dawg, nigga, you a runner
Run off on the plug, change my number
Drop-top coupes for the summer
[Outro]
Dawgs
Just me and my dawgs
We gon' take 'em down two in a row
We gon' take 'em down two in a row
We gon' take 'em down two in a row
Just me and my dawgs
I'ma put her in a full nelson
I'ma put her (As soon as I get there)
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma put her in a full nelson
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My Dawg
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Lil Baby
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[Verse 1]
Got a lotta new flames, still need them blue
Three hundred fifty thou', times that by two
New Dawn, no roof, I still see the sky
Peace to my grandma, I can still see my guys
Turned his back, must've felt let down
Heard I'm down seven hundred, what you gon' bet now?
Yeah, I used to be a twerp, bitch, a vet now
Luke, get up, doggy, I need you
Only nigga made sure that I was eatin'
Free Nef still, nigga, RIP Reese
Get her nails done, still charge for the feature
Baby, we ain't that, nah, we ain't this
All that fuckin', I don't do no kissin'
Bitches ain't shit, word to my niggas
All in my mentions (Damn)
Bitch really wanna get hired
Tell the lil' hoes I'm Bryson
I done hit more shit than Mike Tyson
Get popped, nigga, I ain't doin' no fightin'
Sinnin' 'bout cash, I ain't doin' no right
[Verse 2]
Car too fast, can't stop at no light
I hit the gas, it skrrt, then I pull off
I'm on they ass, I just took a year off
She shakin' her ass, call me when she get off
Took half a mil' for my lil' bro to get out
That new Richard Mille made me feel like a boss
Feel like I'm Meech when I'm ridin' in these cars
Who you know pull up whole entourage in a foreign?
I got designer for days, but it's somethin' about 'em
Go crazy for white Air Force 1's, maybe 'cause I'm a dope boy
He be loud, but he ain't makin' no noise
'Ventador on the ground like a skateboard
If I want it, I get it, I pay for it
I pay extra, I ain't tryna wait for it
Everything that I got, it was made for me
I was servin' them trap houses faithfully
Everybody with me gotta eat
Say your grace with me
[Chorus]
Thou shall not try one of us, if they do, I'ma bust
Please don't reach for no chain
Not 'bout the set, but it's more 'bout respect
If they get me upset, they gon' die, that's on gang
Ran up my check, when I walk in the bank
They greet me at the door by my government name
I made a promise, I'm never gon' change
Rolls-Royce umbrella, I'm hopin' it rain, yeah
[Verse 3]
Right back on it, designer my garments
Corner store mornings, there until the sun down
I don't trust no one, I can't put my gun down
Goin' number one now, hottest out, hands down
Bands out, pants down, yeah, I'm thuggin'
I done got rich, everybody my cousin
You ain't servin' no packs with me, you ain't my brother
That chopper go through shit, I call it the cutter
I just bought a new whip, I went bought another
My mother, she happy now
Ain't no cap and gown, but I graduated
Her house paid for, and that new Mercedes
Know you see that they been tryna be me lately
I'm a heavy hitter like Gervonta Davis
That shit ain't gon' save 'em, leave 'em on the pavement
All I know is get this motherfuckin' paper
[Chorus]
Thou shall not try one of us, if they do, I'ma bust
Please don't reach for no chain
Not 'bout the set, but it's more 'bout respect
If they get me upset, they gon' die, that's on gang
Ran up my check, when I walk in the bank
They greet me at the door by my government name (Hello?)
I made a promise, I'm never gon' change
Rolls-Royce umbrella, I'm hopin' it rain, yeah
[Verse 4]
Bitches ain't shit, doggybone, I get it
Fell in love twice, had me in my feelings
Three months, dropped damn near a half a million
Nigga, fuck a house, I done damn lost a building
Fucked a nigga's ho, so he say he wanna kill me
I miss Tev, this shit was different
I miss Nef, rest in peace to my niggas
Damn near went deaf, when they told me they killed you
Turn rat? Nigga, fuck on
Thirteen thou' VVS buffs on
Still'll flood a nigga town with a truckload
Get the head, I'm out, I don't trust hoes
If the feds in the house, a nigga told on me
I pray to God my soul to keep
G5 just beat his murder
Body got picked up, doggy I'm hurt
Still pay the lawyer even though I'm nervous
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Grace
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Lil Baby
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[Chorus]
When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast
Every day it's gon' rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick, ain't whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do
And I do my thing (Do my thing)
[Verse 1]
Bought her brand new shoes, told her kick rocks
Don't stand too close, diamonds kickbox
Think red means go so I don't stop
I know they wish they could catch me, but keep wishin'
You think I done turned into a fiend for these bitches
Tryna stuff as much as I can in these britches
Made your bitch fuck on my friend, it's no difference
I ain't never popped no Xan, I sip sizzurp
If I ever have to tell on the gang, I won't do it
If I put it on a song, I seen it or been through it
I can't put it in my song, I know how the feds move
Scream free all of the ahks but I ain't no FamGoon
Gave my mama ten bands, sent her to Cancún
Got the crowd goin' dumb but I ain't no damn fool
If I went in there and did it and made it, you can too
We done came a long way from broke and sharing shoes
[Chorus]
When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast
Every day it's gon' rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick, ain't whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do
And I do my thing (Do my thing)
When your wrist like this, you don't check the forecast
Every day it's gon' rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick, ain't whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain (Coupe, no brain)
Ain't worried 'bout you, I'ma do what I do
And I do my thing (Do my thing)
[Verse 2]
Got a quarter million dollars in a book bag
New Era, I'm a dope boy, no cap
I'm living my best life for real
Just left the dealership, no tag
If we opposite, it won't work, it won't last
Get an opposite knocked off, toe tag
Ain't been home in a month, got my ho mad
They need me in the trap but I can't go back
I jumped off the porch with a hundred dollar slab
I got M's in the bank, give a damn what they think
Every vibe I ever shot my shot at, caught it
Everything you ever seen me riding in, bought it
Big dawg status, I ain't gotta sell drugs
Put my craft into rap then I took off, yeah
New G-Wagen, no key, this a push-start
I can hit the gas, make it disappear
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Pure Cocaine
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Lil Baby
|
[Intro]
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
[Chorus]
In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (Skrrt, skrrt)
Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (Dash digi')
Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (Lit)
Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (Nah)
Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (Sauce)
Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (It's chilly)
I got three big booty broads at the Telly (The Telly)
And they know from the start who was ready
[Verse 1]
I can't fuck with none of y'all niggas, y'all disgust me
When you with your maggot ass friends, don't discuss me
FN with extended clip, I hope them try to rush me
I hear 'em sayin' such and such, a nigga ain't gon' touch me
Big body Benz, 'member I used to be dusty
Now I want my money all hundreds in a rush please
I was sellin' weed when they came out with White T
Now I put a whole half a ticket on my white tee
Whole hood poppin', other niggas, they don't like me
Made her eat it up, she told her friend, "He gon' wife me"
All my niggas thoroughbred, I don't fuck with crossbreeds
Free all of the bros down the road and on Rice Street
[Chorus]
In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (Skrrt, skrrt)
Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (Dash digi')
Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (Lit)
Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (Nah)
Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (Sauce)
Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (It's chilly)
I got three big booty broads at the Telly (The Telly)
And they know from the start who was ready (Ready)
[Verse 2]
Put some fine bitches in Margiel-y's (Margiel-y)
Two new glass tinted, these baguette-y's (Baguette-y)
Ain't gon' bash you bitches, I ain't petty (Nah)
Just know we fuckin', we ain't goin' steady (Goin' steady)
I don't wanna sleep, I need more Addys (Need more Addy)
I ain't have no kid but I'm her daddy (I'm her daddy)
Better shake her ass like it's Magic (Like it's Magic)
Twenties in my pocket look like cabbage (Yeah)
Carats everywhere, I'm a rabbit (I'm a rabbit)
I ain't Shawty Lo, but what's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
We was taught to go, keep that cannon (That cannon)
I'm on fuckin go, I can't panic (I can't panic)
[Outro]
Money conversations, check my feng shui
I buy Dolce Gabbana, Chanel a month straight
Supermodel, her body gon' be my entree
I been runnin' with hitters, my youngins gun slang
Cars up to date, brand new Wraith
My life circle, mines ain't straight
Bills ain't late, paid no notes
I ain't no joke, they want smoke
We exotic, start a riot, we gon' ride
.223's, drakes outside
We don't get tired, we gon' die
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Ready
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Lil Baby
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
We ain't talked in like a week straight
I been all on the interstate
I been tryna go and get this cake
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all them niggas
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
[Verse 1]
They thinkin' I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag, they thinkin' I signed a nigga
I leveled my life up, this Rollie I got on don't tick tock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk
I'm in L.A. with the vibes, they in the cut getting high
She tryna get in my ride, she tryna turn up tonight, yeah
I was running up cash, yeah, I had ran up a bag
And they started gettin' mad, yeah
But I didn't get mad, I just kept getting cash, yeah
Now I'm in my bag, yeah, now I'm in my bag, yeah
She wanna get with me, she know that I'm sticky, but I'm in my bag now
She wasn't fucking with me, she didn't come around, she wishing she had now
And I'm in my bag now
I'm in the bag, the Goyard to be exact
Three hundred racks inside it, and that ain't no cap
I could've bought a Wraith today, yeah yeah
I ran it up, they supposed to hate
I'm digging this lifestyle
Water drippin' on me like I'm a faucet
The crew with me right now
You can play, just proceed with caution
I popped the wrong pill, now I'm nauseous
I need to get off this drank, it's a problem
I took a Tesla and landed on Mars
Lord please wake me up tomorrow
[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
[Verse 2]
They know they can't beat me, so they tryna leave me
And she tryna leave me, but I ain't gon' let her
Diamonds on Fiji, I'm running with QC
And Reebok endorse me, went up a new level
I'm loving this lifestyle and niggas wanna be me
I know they won't catch up, but I ain't gon' let 'em
As soon as the money get up to a million, put it in the ground and then go buy a new shovel
How you gon' be in yo feelings when I'm in my feelings?
We both can't be in our feelings
I ain't gon' lie when you thinkin' I did it, I did it
It's something 'bout your intuition
Ain't telling you no lies, I'm tired of seeing you cry
Come here girl, let me wipe your eye
Everything gon' be alright, yeah
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Leaked
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Lil Baby
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[Intro]
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
[Verse 1]
I paid some extra before we even come out
And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin'
I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin'
Go on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppers in traffic, that's just how I'm livin'
They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand
She take a trip, she come back with a tan
I take a trip, I come back with them bands
When I was dealin', it really was killin' 'em
Had 'em competin', tryna see what I'm payin'
She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
She don't like pics, I got too many fans
I'm runnin' shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the booth and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they gonna run out of land
I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing
I swear I don't even know her name
I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance
They gave me ten M&M's on advance
Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me
I guess it was part of the plan
How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man
They can relate to me 'cause I be poppin' it
Put in they face, let 'em see what I'm sayin'
I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band
Free all the bros, know I would if I can
If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it
'Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin'
[Chorus]
Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself and my position, who doin' that?
[Verse 2]
We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that
Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that
Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back
And forth with niggas 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks
On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks
Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back
I turned eight million right until I'm a quarterback
Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back (24, woo)
I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the crockpot like it's Betty
They say the drop hot and it's ready
Might stretch it out, but it ain't fetti (Yes)
Say my dawg doin' time
But I know he ain't gonna snitch 'cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me
My dawg stabbed his celly
He told me the whole story over the celly (Brr, hello?)
Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly
Fucked her in the telly, no I can't not say who, no telly
My head gettin' heavy
And you know I still got Balmains on my ass (Woo)
No, I can't do no Amiris
Said I'm takin' trips, long flights, they scary
She said her birthday in March, okay, cool, so that means you an Aries
I told her, "Gotta go," she said, "You serious?"
Diamonds cold as December, my vibe Sagittarius
[Chorus]
Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up (Haha, period, period, slatt, woo)
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me
I'm never comin' back, them people under me
Not the fans, yeah, the haters
Lotta bands on the table
They say I went commercial, I ain't know it
They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back
Play myself and my position, who doin' that?
[Verse 3]
I can switch up and come back another way
If the vibe ain't right, come back another day
Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave
Remix weed, we put it in a microwave
Batch for twenty-three like I know Michael J
He can say what he want, but he gotta pay
Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay
Sell my drugs 'round the corner
I pay all these bills, I'm a grownup
My cars a lil' different, I own 'em
I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit
It's loud and clear if I said it
I come from the gutter, I spent me a hundred on Chevys
You can take me out the hood, but you can't take the hood out of me
Know the hood proud of me
I Givenchyed my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
Yeah, I dropped out of school, but that paper on me
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Commercial
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Lil Baby
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[Intro]
Yeah
Free G-Five, on a G5
Yeah yeah yeah
[Chorus]
Toast to 'em all
She said she love me but I know the truth, she been fuckin' my dawg (my dawg and all)
Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain't been answerin' calls
I just been gettin' the money and savin' it
Keepin' my back on the wall
I'm never gon' fall
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma go straight to the stars
Free all of my niggas sittin' in the cell blocks
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma go straight to the stars
Condo at the top floor
We was so high, you can ask God
You can ask God
[Verse 1]
I know they hate it, I see they faces, they mad I made it
I'm on they ass, I'm gettin' this bag, I ran it up fast
Stand up in they chest no apology
Mama sent a text that she proud of me
Youngins in the hood watchin' out for me
Money all colors like Monopoly
Park the Jeep, hop in the Vet
Stay on they ass, stay on they neck
Keep me a check
Viper came yellow, I painted it red
And I paid cash, you heard what I said
Goin' crazy, I been feelin' the rage
Last year I was sittin' in the cage
This year I'm goin' all the way
Taking drugs, tryna ease the pain
I see 'em watchin'
They on my drip, they tryna follow the wave
They on my page
They know that I'm paid, ain't been in town in days
Most of these niggas they old news
All these bitches been ran through
I'ma save all the fifties and keep the hundreds
Then spend all the dubs on getting money
Straight from the 'jects to a jet
We been gettin' real fly
Free G-Five, on a G5
Balmain denim, no Levis
Strapped to a T, who want war with us
Dually sit up like an armored truck
I brought it out, it's a one of one
Nigga screaming gang, they ain't one of us
[Chorus]
Toast to 'em all
She said she love me but I know the truth, she been fuckin' my dawg (my dawg and all)
Lately I been feelin' crazy so I ain't been answerin' calls
I just been gettin' the money and savin' it
Keepin' my back on the wall
I'm never gon' fall
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma go straight to the top
Free all of my niggas sittin' in the cell blocks
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma go straight to the stars
Condo at the top floor
We was so high, you can ask God
You can ask God
[Verse 2]
Draped down in Gucci, she rock Givenchy, she matchin' my fly
I know it's wrong, but fuck if it's wrong, I don't wanna be right
Let's take a trip, if we leave now, we can land tonight
We gon' take a trip to Dubai, guarantee you won't see nobody
Nobody safe where I come from
Young niggas goin' straight dumb
Fifty hollow tips in each drum
Throwing fours up with lil one
Hoppin' out trucks, we suited up, we ready for war, yeah
Yeah that's my boy, that's really my dawg
We went from boys to men
[Outro]
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma give it all I got
I'ma give it all I got
Straight to the money no stop
I'ma go straight to the top
I'ma go straight to the top
I'ma go straight to the top
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To the Top
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Lil Baby
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[Intro]
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
[Verse 1]
I be in the loop, she be in a group (Yeah)
Brodie want her friend, throw 'em alley-oop (Yeah)
Turned somethin' to nothin', bruh, I'm livin' proof
How can I lose when we the who's who's?
Still runnin' 'round with Mohawk, jet ready, pack the Goyard
People probably think I show off, I ain't even give it yet
Runnin' up a silly check, stayin' off the internet
Share the stage with Billie Eilish, turnt at any given time
Personal partners pillow talkin' 'cause I got rich without 'em
Only thing they should be sayin' is, "Baby keep it solid"
We ain't even deep as we used to be, this shit slick, divided
Bruh ain't got no hustle or nothin', so he gon' stick to violence
I be known to run down, I'm dialed in, so I can't speak about it
She know I'm a gangster, she love me, I bring the freak up out her
Can't play with me, you know I come trim, I'm in a different league
I'm tired of showin' what I can get done, what you gon' do for me?
Forty-thousand miles up in the air, only time I get some Z's
Full-court press, foot on they neck, and I can't let 'em breathe
Blood, sweat, and tears come with this check, it ain't nowhere near easy
Had to fall back, you know how that go, we only speakin' briefly
Hope I'm not too much to handle, city nigga from Atlanta
I spent my last check on ammo, this is not a regular Lambo
Hundred thousand dollars kit, could've put down on another Lambo
Don't be in the mix, I built this shit forever havin' say so
This shit gon' get serious about my money, this ain't no fuckin' Play-Doh
Brodie down for double homicide, I try to tell him, "Lay low"
C don't like to drive, but he spin good, I'm on the way to Clayco
AK-47s in the spots before they made the Draco
[Chorus]
I'm just tryna ball and live, hundred mill', I'm calling dibs
I'm the boss, pay all the bills, I'm the golden child for real
Go off in this bitch, I will, I been on my grind for years
And I'm out here grinding still, I need equity to sign the deal
I'm just tryna ball and live, hundred mill', I'm calling dibs
I'm the boss, pay all the bills, I'm the golden child for real
Go off in this bitch, I will, I been on my grind for years
And I'm out here grinding still, I need equity to sign the deal
[Verse 2]
Overbuying cars, I snatch the Brabus just for motivation
Shootout at the spot today, tomorrow, we in a new location
Free all of the guys, I hope y'all beat the case or get probation
Stash it at my mama house, four hundred bands in the ventilation
Now look how I'm living, I bought a house for the money to stay at
Right when niggas think that I got soft, I'ma pull up and spray at
Living like a don, might smoke a blunt in the back of the Maybach
Pull up like your mama with the switch, "Why the fuck would you say that?”
You can do it first, I'ma do it worst, gotta double the pay back Never take it personal, show no mercy, bruh taught me that way back
Condo to get off, I was always taught, "Don't tell hoes where you stay at"
Keep a stash house, you can't take nothing to the spot where you lay at
Never be a bother, if you off me, no problem, just say that
Never runnin' off, so if I owe you, I got you, I'll pay that
Give this shit my all, so when I'm old, I can chill and just lay back
Really from the bottom so the trenches is where I feel safe at
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In A Minute
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Lil Baby
|
[Intro]
(Cook that shit up, Quay)
4PF look like we hit licks how we sell bricks
We don't sell shit, we just make hits, yeah
Turn up
[Verse 1]
Keepin' my composure, never sober
Never chokin', always smokin doja
Fuck 'em if they gettin' over
Got a Moncler coat because the kid the coldest
I ain't changed, I stayed the same and maintained
It's safe to say the kid gettin' older
Forever gang, I'm never switchin' over
Made a lane and niggas can't get over
I can't match with rappers, they be bogus
Really get a pack and keep the over
Big dripper, stand up in the ocean
Everybody trappin', we get loads in
He ain't 4PF if he ain't got motion
Made a half a ticket off promotion
Shout out Swishers Sweet, they keep me rollin'
But if we catch the opp, we gotta smoke him
Ridin' 'round with Dracs like we OVO
I got some racks and I want some more
Still got them passin' the hood, call it give-and-go
Keep a nigga main bitch in a figure-four
Let me fuck when I want, I just come and go
Man, these racks gettin' too big for these skinny clothes
I might put me an M in some big Girbaud
Let lil' bro hit the stick, had start gettin' old
I spent five hundred racks on a Lambo'
And didn't even know how to make that motherfucker go
On my birthday, I just wanna lift the door
Barely flex, but don't play with me, period
Shooters follow behind in a Urus
In the Rolls truck, I feel like a tourist
I'm the one from the bottom who sold all my partners them pounds
Used to drive in a Buick
[Chorus]
Hot, hot, hot, I'm heatin' up
I fuck with slimes and I'm gonna bust (Bah, bah)
He can't put on that drip, he ain't one of us
How you ridin' in a Benz and a Tonka truck?
How you got everybody lit, pipin' up?
Oh, she bad with no swag, I can pipe her up
Made my last one my last one, I'm wifin' her
Count the money up fast like I'm typin' somethin'
I'm the type to get active and never run (Wunna)
[Verse 2]
Keep the Rugers, my niggas ain't scared of nothin' (Nah)
And ain't no rules, you got racks, you can get it done (Yeah)
On a light day, I keep me a honey bun (One hundred)
Makin' hit after hit, call me Barry Bonds (Hits)
For this Christmas, I bought everybody guns (Swear)
Glocks and choppers and FN's for everyone (Grrat)
Take that roof off the car, let her feel the sun (Wow)
My bro go see his barber five times a month (Yeah)
Got this bitch out the college, she suckin' and swallow (Uh)
I stick it in, she feel it in her gut (In her gut)
We don't run from our problems, we stackin' up guala and guala I'm tryna get that mega bucks (Racks)
We them drippers, lil' nigga, best watch your step (Them drippers)
This top shelf, got forty designer belts (Drip)
4PF look like the new BMF
Think I'm deaf, got stones in my right and left (Ice)
How you crank up the car? Ain't no key in there
Just pull up, spin they block, and get out of there (Get out of there)
Wake up, have a hard time findin' what to wear
Treat these hoes like a tire, I keep a spare
Want a strap because I'm war ready (War)
Check the trust account, it's more fetti (Yeah)
Skydweller, Jubilee, and a Presi' (No cap)
Hundred-fifty plain Richard Millie (No cap)
I'ma milk the game until it's empty
Lil cuzzo spit that flame until it's empty (Yeah)
I am not a killer, but don't tempt me (Nah)
Spendin' rate 'bout thousand to a fifty
[Chorus]
Hot, hot, hot, I'm heatin' up
I fuck with slimes and I'm gonna bust (Bah, bah)
He can't put on that drip, he ain't one of us
How you ridin' in a Benz and a Tonka truck?
How you got everybody lit, pipin' up?
Oh, she bad with no swag, I can pipe her up
Made my last one my last one, I'm wifin' her
Count the money up fast like I'm typin' somethin'
I'm the type to get active and never run
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Heatin Up
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Lil Baby
|
[Intro]
Ugh ugh ugh
Fed shit
Ayy, gangster shit only nigga
Lil Baby, what's poppin'?
DMac got me too bangin'
All four of my pockets full now
[Chorus]
I can't be totin' no handguns (Glock)
Unless that bitch come with a thirty (With a thirty)
I can't be fuckin' these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a buddy (With a friend)
I can't be drivin' no regular cars (Skrt)
That bitch gotta come with a button (A button)
I was broke like a while back
Now I'm up all of a sudden
I can't be rappin' for free, they gotta send me the budget (Send me that)
I can't be fuckin' these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber (Slip in that)
I can't be rockin' no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can't be drinkin' on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy
I just came home with nothin' (Woo)
Now I'm up all of a sudden (Hey)
Now I'm up all of a sudden (Hey)
Now I'm up all of a sudden (Hey, hey)
[Verse 1]
Moneybagg, Moneybagg (Fuck with it)
I'm in the booth with a money bag
Here go the bricks, where the money at?
Give me a load, I ain't comin' back
I make 'em shoot where your stomach at
We gon' pull up where your mama at
Runnin' through hoes like a running back
We can fuck but you can't call this number back
If you knew better, baby you'd do better
I got plenty hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
I'm with Moneybagg, we went four federal
Four Pockets, Bread Gang, who better?
[Chorus]
I can't be totin' no handguns
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
I can't be fuckin' these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a buddy
I can't be drivin' no regular cars
That bitch gotta come with a button
I was broke like a while back
Now I'm up all of a sudden
I can't be rappin' for free, they gotta send me the budget
I can't be fuckin' these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber
I can't be rockin' no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can't be drinkin' on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy
[Verse 2]
If I said fuck you I meant that
I'm whippin' this coupe, I ain't rent that
The shit that you savin', I spent that
And if you want smoke you can get that
I just want proof of the backend
Any time I fuck her I hit from the back end
I'm pullin' her hair while I dig in her
She like hold up baby, keep my tracts in
I can't hit that bitch raw, got a glove on me
I'm in the trap with the drugs on me
I just went bonkers all up, Exclusive Game
Fly as fuck like a dove on me
Diamonds wet like a tub on me
Hurricane Harvey, flood on me
Left the spot with a dub on me
Walk in the spot, bitches tug on me
[Chorus]
I can't be totin' no handguns
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
I can't be fuckin' these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a buddy
I can't be drivin' no regular cars
That bitch gotta come with a button
I was broke like a while back
Now I'm up all of a sudden
I can't be rappin' for free, they gotta send me the budget
I can't be fuckin' these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber
I can't be rockin' no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can't be drinkin' on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy
I just came home with nothin'
Now I'm up all of a sudden
Hey, now I'm up all of the sudden, hey
Now I'm up all of the sudden
I just came home with nothin'
Now I'm up all of a sudden
Hey, now I'm up all of a sudden, hey
Now I'm up all of a sudden
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All of a Sudden
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Lil Baby
|
[Verse 1]
Youngin from the project fucked around and got it poppin
I'm like fuck a Maserati, bought my bitch a Bentley truck
G-5 my blood brother he be throwing B’s up
And me, I got Chanel swag, you know I be C'd up
I paid cash for every car, used be the laughing stock
Kept it real, that's why I don't flock
Look at me, I'm on the chart
I don't look down but I'm on top
I don't entertain any clout
Play with me, you gon' get shot for real
Now they can't resist us, hear 'em tryna diss us
Really need to miss us, prolly with your bitch, bruh
I bought her purse off a piece of my endorsement
Richer than my classmates, she know how my kids taste
Now I'm on this cash race, I can't come in last place
I done finally went legit, accountants, I'm a taxpayer
So you know that mean I'm goin' hard 'til my last day
Still can get a thousand pounds a week, the gas way
[Chorus]
I got six watches, I'm ahead of time
I’m goin' all out if it's 'bout mine
I’m gettin' my shine on, I been on my grind
Feel like I'm different, I'm one of a kind
Buy her a Birkin Bag, keep her up to par
Baby, you look better naked, you should take it off
Had to play my role, now I'm takin' charge
Just got off parole, made the brodie take the charge
[Verse 2]
Bendin' through in that Phantom with them sticks, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
All these blues, niggas asking am I Crip yet? (Cuzzo)
Make a move we X you out, ain't goin' tic tac (Brrt)
Put a tag on your toe for all that chit chat (Yeah, yeah)
The richest nigga in my city, that's a big fact (Big fact)
And we don't do them lil' planes, we on the big jet (Big jet)
My dawg still movin' that 'caine, and he ain't quit yet (He ain't quit yet)
I had to tell him when he came, "Don't bring no bricks back"
Feel like I'm the chosen one (Woah)
Rolls truck, I ordered one (Woah)
I ain't mean to buy that bitch a watch, but I bought her one (Ah)
Richard Millie cost a quarter milli', I got more than one (Yeah)
FN on me lighter than a bitch, feel like a water gun (Gang)
[Verse 3]
Livin' like a pornstar
Rollie, 7 pointers
Opps finna join us but we ain't switching sides
Neck look like a freezer, ain't savin' no skeezer
They gave me a reason, now they gotta die
I don't want no smoke with you if you don't want no smoke with me
But dawg if you want smoke with me, we switchin' shifts, sleep and creep
I did what they couldn't do, guess that's why they mad at me
But what's up with yo vibe, dawg, why she keep on addin' me?
This my strategy
Keep on stackin' Gs, make 'em proud of me
I went Prada Tees, I went Prada jeans
I want Prada fleece, I'm from poverty
Real talk
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Time
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Lil Baby
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[Intro]
Earl on the beat
Yeah, know what I'm sayin'
Know what I'm sayin'? When you create the wave and the vibe
You know what I'm sayin'? You is the vibe and the wave
You know what I'm sayin'?
Never let these niggas catch up once you caught up
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil' nigga, I’m still gon' be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped in designer, I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta, I should be the mayor
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil' nigga, I’m still gon' be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped in designer, I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta, I should be the mayor
[Verse 1]
Draped in designer I’m sticky as hell
Whenever we argue I buy her Chanel
Whenever I ain't rappin' I'm sellin' this bail
My nigga got caught, I just hope he don’t tell
If you can sit quiet then I’ll pay your bail
They not gon' snitch if they send me to hell
I put in overtime to get these M’s
Been with the same gang since I was lil'
[Bridge]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
[Verse 2]
You won’t believe what I made in a year
I’m flippin' these bags, I made me a mill
Then I start rappin' and got me a deal
I took off fast, this shit get for real
She want to talk but she don’t want to hear
All she want me to do is keep it real
She keep on cryin' I'm tired of her tears
I keep on lyin' it just what it is
I'm on my grind, so fuck how you feel
I got some homies who sittin' in the pen
Yeah, yeah
They gon' be sittin' in that bitch for some years
We were some teens, they labeled us grown
Had some judges who doin' us wrong
I know your pain just hold on
Just sing this song
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Never Needed No Help
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Lil Baby
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[Chorus]
Ooh, I like the way she move
Shorty my baby, my everything, she the truth
Together we cool, me and her can't lose
Keep 'em on their feet, baby, I know they so confused
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Shorty my Beyoncé
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
My Beyoncé
[Verse 1]
Trippin' on that drank, but I know she worth it
Independent baby, I know she workin'
Adriana's serving drinks, 20 bottles, urgent
I know it can be better but nobody's perfect
We flirted for a minute, DeJ, that's my baby
I ain't trippin', I'm like Henny, yeah I'm in her kidneys
She like to play her songs to the way I'm hittin' it
Turn around like, "Damn Durk, I like the way you hittin' it"
Don't believe the rumors, girl
You know I'll do you, girl
I don't wanna hear the shit about the niggas
That tried to do you, girl
Fuck the past right now
Shawty got you right now
And you hot right now
You can get it right now, baby
[Verse 2]
I let him get it when he want it, knock it down and push up on it
I was plottin' for a while, now I got him where I want him
They didn't understand none of this was planned
99 problems but a bitch better not be none
Na na, na na, yeah yeah
This ain't what he want, I told him that
Leave your girl, be through with that
Get with DeJ, he ain't ever goin' back
He was shy when I seen him, now he smile
Heard a few rumors but they ain't my style
I be hatin' when he out of town
Hotel, I FaceTime you, no towel
They ain't get it but they ain't our problem
What the fuck can they do about it?
Durk and DeJ
I'm thinkin' 'bout changin' my last name
[Verse 3]
You and I
White dress, flowers, and a suit and tie
Me and you like Bonnie and Clyde
No beat the case, we're do or die
Who am I to say you ain't natural?
Your haters my haters, ain't switchin' up, baby, I got you
I'm with her like a tattoo
The way you wear that dress, they gon' attack you
The way you look at me, baby, I got you
I hit it from the front, I like the back too
She say, "Lay down so I can ride you"
I know that she fiending
She scratchin' my back, I like how she screamin'
I fuck her and leave her, she fiending
Shawty my Beyoncé
[Outro]
Ooh, ooh
Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ, Durk and DeJ
Ooh, ooh
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My Beyoncé
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Durkio told me he been on some positive shit, yeah, yeah
Lately, I just wanna show up and body some shit, yeah, yeah
Always been a lil' mathematician, lately, it's cash I'm gettin'
Got me losin' count of these bags, I've been movin' too fast
Hard times don't last, 'member when cops harassed
Talkin' out my ass, boy, you ain't shit but a bitch with a badge
[Chorus]
All my life (All my life)
They been tryin' to keep me down (They been tryna keep me down)
All this time (All this time)
Never thought I would make it out (Never thought I'd make it out)
They couldn't break me, they couldn't break mе (No, no)
They couldn't take me, thеy couldn't take me (No)
All my life (All my life)
They been tryin' to keep me down (They been tryna keep me down)
[Verse 1]
I decided I had to finish
But the media called me a menace
I done sat with the mayor and politicians, I'm tryna change the image
You can't blame my past no more, I come from the trenches
Some said I'd never be a superstar, but I know I'm different (No, no, no)
I'm The Voice, but the system ain't give me a choice
Know some people that's still unemployed
I know a felon who tryna get FOID
Child support your only support
For a visit, I'm goin' through courts
Went to jail, they was chainin' me up
And you know that I'm famous as fuck
See, how you gon' joke about stimulus?
But they really had came in the clutch
I know some kids wanna hurt theyself
Stop tryna take drugs, I refer to myself
Tryna better myself, tryna better my health but
[Chorus]
All my life (All my life)
They been tryin' to keep me down (They been tryna keep me down)
All this time (All this time)
Never thought I would make it out (Never thought I'd make it out)
They couldn't break me, they couldn't break me (No, no)
They couldn't take me, they couldn't take me (No)
All my life (All my life)
They been tryin' to keep me down (They been tryna keep me down, yeah)
[Verse 2]
First-generation ghetto nigga
Cole world, hello niggas
Made it out the city with my head on straight
Niggas keep shootin' up the lead out
Young Jordan Peele, gotta get out
And the shit that I spit out
Is a cheat code like I'm facin' a RICO
And how a nigga put a hit out
And another one, and, and another one
I got like a hundred of 'em
'Bout to lap niggas so they think they ahead of me
But I'm really in front of them
Now some of them fumblin' they bags
Fuckin' up the little crumbs that they had
A reminder to humble yourself
This shit could be gone in an instant
Me, I'm runnin' long distance, all pistons firin'
I been stuck between maybe retirin'
And feelin' like I'm just not hittin' my prime
These days seein' rappers be dyin'
Way before they even gettin' they shine
I never even heard of lil' buddy
'Til somebody murdered lil' buddy
Now I'm on the phone, searchin' lil' buddy name
Got to playin' his tunes
All day in my room, thinkin', "Damn
This shit wicked, to get they names buzzin'
Some niggas just gotta go lay in a tomb"
And media thirsty for clicks
I got a new rule
If you ain't never posted a rapper when he was alive
You can't post about him after he get hit
It's simple, it's the principle
On any tempo, I'm invincible
Don't even rap, I just vent to you
I rather that than an interview most days
Fuck 'em all like I'm goin' through a ho phase
Young nigga shoot out the whip like road rage
I pray all of my dawgs stay so paid
And the only thing that kill 'em is old age
[Chorus]
All my life (All my life)
They been tryin' to keep me down (They been tryna keep me down)
All this time (All this time)
Never thought I would make it out (Never thought I'd make it out)
They couldn't break me, they couldn't break me (No, no)
They couldn't take me, they couldn't take me (No)
All my life (All my life)
They been tryin' to keep me down (They been tryna keep me down)
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All My Life
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(Aviator)
[Chorus]
These ain't no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math, but, nigga, don't test me
I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me
Still riding 'round with that blicky, I hope they don't catch me
Police had raided our spot, so we went to the next street
Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop, I'm goin' retarded
He say I'm hard and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis
If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat and I'm workin' the red key
[Verse 1]
I cannot mention my homies inside of my song 'cause I know they be trappin' a lot
I can't keep takin' these pills, when I'm in the trenches, they say I be cappin' a lot
I know a nigga who say he got rich off the dope, but I know he be actin' a lot
I know some niggas who said that they took down the city, but niggas be lackin' a lot
Yeah
That shit was awful, nigga had that dog food
That day they shot you, I slid on a Mongoose
You cannot come back around me, you turned your back on me, I cannot forget
The police was lyin', they say that they caught you, but nigga, they made you admit
Your name was found, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch
Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich (Turn up)
[Verse 2]
Only twenty-five, livin' like a boss, ridin' 'round with a chauffeur
I don't sell drugs, still be paranoid, keep lookin' over my shoulder
Niggas lyin' like I'm stealin' swag, boy, that's my shit like I wrote it
[Verse 3]
Uh
These rappers really nice as hell
I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off
Man, he say he gon' press up on who?
I'ma get the steel like I'm Chris Paul
Back to back suburbans, I'm a big dawg
I was in the slums servin' Fentanyl
Zombieland, junkies havin' withdrawals
I been gettin' to it, lotta missed calls
Turn it off, what the fuck is he talking 'bout?
I should slap you for sayin' he hot as me
I don't know who could fuck with me honestly
They know I'm the man, so they watchin' me
Different color bands like Monopoly
Man, he must not be usin' his head
If he thinkin' I don't keep a Glock with me
That's like suicide if you play with us
Got a better chance at the lottery
Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep
Make the crowd dance, choreography
Once I got a plan, ain't no stoppin' me
Three-car garage, million-dollar crib
With a foreign bitch ridin' on top of me
Lot of people done said I wouldn't be shit
Well, I guess they owe me an apology
[Chorus]
These ain't no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math, but, nigga, don't test me
I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me
Still riding 'round with that blicky, I hope they don't catch me
Police had raided our spot, so we went to the next street
Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop, I'm goin' retarded
He say I'm hard and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of the winter, and we on them jet skis
If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat and I'm workin' the red key
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3 Headed Goat
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Lil Durk
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[Chorus]
Don't wanna pretend with you
Talking India
I wanna do everything under the sun
I wanna do everything just one-on-one
Ain't have relationships since '09
I want this shit right now can't waste time
She so different, she so different
She so different, she so different
She so different, she so different
She so different, she so different
[Verse 1]
I can't lie, I can't tell my guys
That I'm in love and I feel so shy
And we both turnt up we from the Chi'
But I don't ask about her other guy
I just wanna eat you alive
Be seen with you just put me in your line
These niggas be hating, don't want me in your life
You gon' hear stories about me, that shit ain't right
The way you lick your lips
The way you bite 'em
The way you answer your facetime I like 'em
I don't got no hoes no more, I'm show you
When she make me go down low, hear my vocals
She just think I'm talking
I can tell by her discussion
She only fuck with bosses
I can tell by her discussions
She fuck my head up
Feel like I got concussion
Them percs I swallow make me want you, I'm just honest
I can't lie no more
Late night, don't hang out with my guys no more
And you fine, ain't gotta be finer no more
I found her, ain't gotta find her no more
She found me in the trenches with hella bitches
It started in her DM, I had to get it
[Verse 2]
I wanted you and you knew this shit
Won't brag you with no money 'cause you used to it
I say I want a wife, they say I'm losing it
Before we move too fast, we was cooling it
Durkio, I'ma make you scream my name, Durkio
This shit ain't for the fame, Durkio
Too real, too real for games, Durkio
I never been a lame, I just stay in my lane
She can get designer, she don't want it
She just wanna stay too plain
I like her she not goofy, she only like real niggas, not no goofies
She about her paper, that blue cheese
She tweeted about a nigga and it blew me
I know what I gotta do
I know what I gotta prove
I just know what I gotta get
I know I gotta improve
See I had that young mind, young mind
I had a young mind, young mind
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India
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(I got Hitman on the beat)
[Verse 1]
Keep it on the low, go drop a bag and get a nigga buried
Lil' bro send shots all through your car, he think he Stephen Curry
I done dropped an eight inside my soda, that mean my drink is dirty
I'm gettin' more money in the streets than Ross, I got these chicken servings
And I brung the strippers to the studio just to get me service
I'ma put my trust inside this toolie, I'ma go 730
Stay with my demons every day, these niggas good at murkin'
Droppin' a ticket on 'em the day they tried to play with Smurky
Can't be cool with niggas, I can't vouch for niggas, how they move
Do you like Ruth's Chris? Have my shooter turn you to some food
I'm in the 'Cat, I'm in the trenches, I'm with the demons, I'm in the zoo
I'm bringin' out the racks, I'm goin' buyin' a chain, cost a coupe
I bought five hotel rooms to put my clothes up from the mall
Niggas turn to raccoons and we crushin' 'em like a car
My young bitch better take a charge, fuck another broad
It ain't no RICO case gon' stop another body from droppin'
How many bodies niggas got? How many they got?
[Chorus]
Mad Max, Max, Max, Mad Max (Run up on a nigga like)
Mad Max, Max, Max (Better get down like), Mad Max (On his ass)
Mad Max, Max, Max (We kick a nigga like), Mad Max (Man, what?)
[Verse 2]
I got my stick out, leavin' a bitch house, tell bro ETA to my slot (Let's get it)
I could've been part of that RICO, I called Thug and told him every nigga I shot (Slime)
Whenever it’s war, you never see main names, you gotta get everybody he got (Blah)
Take off a ski mask, pray on the phone with the imam to get close to Allah
Failed my driver test, pop out in the middle of the street, ain't park the car (Ain't park the car)
Had to rob a nigga I know, he changed the bag and said it's 'za (Dope)
Every nigga 'round me had died, I paid the bills off for they mama (Go)
Grab the cannon, grab the Uzi, spin that bitch like DJ Drama
I don't be admittin' no crimes, sayin' my names on blogs the minute they dyin' (Let's go)
I'm too trench, you can claim that body, I'm never admittin' to slidin' (Lame ass)
I'll never blackball none of y'all bitch-ass niggas, them rappers ain't doin' no crime
I'm The Voice, I got choice to let you live or get you slimed (Man, what?)
I spent a hundred at Western (Let's go)
On Pat, I'ma get in my weapon (Let's go)
He can hide that nigga, expensive (Let's go)
Big Threat and 'em dyin' to get you (Let's go)
That switch shit bound to get you (Grrah, let's go)
Free Mak', we flyin' to get you (Grrah)
One nigga ain't die, he crippled (Let's get it)
You ain't know we was gon' get you, did you? (Let's get it)
He ain't keep his pistol, pistol
Harlem Shake when they hit you, hit you
[Chorus]
Mad Max, Max, Max (Let's go), Mad Max (Let's go)
Mad Max, Max, Max (Run up on 'em like), Mad Max (Kill his ass like)
Mad Max, Max, Max (Hunt him down like), Mad Max (Keep a gun like)
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Mad Max
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
DY Krazy
Diamond around
[Chorus]
Baby, when I smash you, put your back in it
Get that first nut, then I'm back in it
Can you go deep? You keep asking it
Don't take a whole Perc', she want half of it
Drug sex, drug sex, yeah, yeah
Rich sex, rich sex, yeah, yeah
I know you nasty
She be touchin' on her own body
[Verse 1]
Don't like no outside bitch, I like a home body
First time me fuckin', I told nobody
Thought she was a Pretty Ricky bitch but she like Yo Gotti
Thinkin' she a pretty decent bitch but she a ho probably
A trip from LAX, she took some coke probably
Wait 'til we leave Dubai then show her Coke body
Drug sex, I might fuck her off a Xanax
Stay woke, you can't take it, I'm not in yet
That rough sex get her goin'
You not gon' tell me 'bout no baby 'til you showin'
I got a lil' ho at V-Live
She got her butt tatted on each side
I like her, she a boss and she don't D ride
And I wear the pants, she don't decide
Don't talk about your ex, you know he mad
Bad bitch, you conceited
[Verse 2]
You my bitch, I can't share you with nobody (Yeah)
My whips just like my women 'cause they all exotic (Exotic)
We been fuckin' for a year, they still don't know about it (Don't know about it)
All the flights are private, got a personal pilot (Personal pilot)
Put my dick, I let her ride it, gotta go deep inside (Deep inside)
Pussy wetter than a Patek, it's drippin' off her body (Off your body)
Turn the cameras on my neck, you think a light done blind you (Light done blind you)
Put you in a three-star penthouse suite but can't nobody find you (Can't nobody find you)
Two Teslas, havin' drug sex, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Percocets, perco-sex, yeah, yeah (Perco-sex)
Suckin' dick, with no hands (With no hands, yeah)
Use no hands if you callin' him, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
I see you yellin' out my name but you ain't sayin' shit
No, you ain't sayin' shit, you don't know who you playin' with (Oh, no)
I might die up in that pussy, I might overdose (Yeah)
And you know I'm ridin' with you 'cause we hella close (Yeah)
Got the baddest bitch in it, I don't mean to boast (Yeah)
Champagne every day, we don't need to toast (Yeah)
A young nigga stayin' solid, I don't do the most (Oh, no)
So baby fuck me good before I go ghost (Woo)
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Home Body
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
2 AM at a Broadway bar
She's puttin’ her number in my phone (Broadway girls alone)
Two Bud Lights deep, and she's sayin' things she don’t mean
And you know
[Verse 1]
I met her down at Aldean's
She said that she saw me walkin' in about a mile away
Bean just had to take her phone and that just took her smile away
She said I'm too drunk and crazy, she don't like the way I dance
I said, "You don't have to join in," she said she'd take a chance
I've been kinda crazy ever since it went down
I get kind of lost, and, baby, this what I found
Girls like you just wanna take me around, around and around
[Chorus]
Oh, there’s two things that you’re gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I’da stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone (Leave 'em alone, leave 'em alone)
Them Broadway girls alone (Leave 'em alone, leave ’em alone)
Leave them Broadway girls alone
[Verse 2]
They town just told me, "Don't trust 'em"
Broadway girls a trap
They on me, they tryna finesse me
They see me with Morgan and know that I rap
My horse is Porsches, turnin' me on
I jump on a horse, she get on the back
I went to the bar to go buy her a drink
She listen to P!nk, she told me she not into rap
I can't run out of money
The trenches love me forever
They treat me like Ed in London
Take her to pool, then got a beer for nothin'
Tecovas boots, guitar, cigar, the bar
She ridin' a bull like cars, she usually don't cool with stars
[Chorus]
Now, there's two things that you're gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I'da stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls
Them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls
Them Broadway girls alone
[Bridge]
Oh, think I oughta settle down
And find me somethin' I can take back to my hometown, oh
But I told 'em that I'm savage
They just tryna tell me there's
[Chorus]
There's two things that you're gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I'da stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone
Two things that you're gonna find out
They don't love you and they only love you right now
If I was smarter, I'da stayed my ass at home
And leave them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls
Them Broadway girls alone
Broadway girls, Broadway girls
Leave them Broadway girls alone
[Outro]
'Lone, 'lone, Broadway girl
'Lone, 'lone, Broadway girls alone
'Lone, 'lone, Broadway girls
Broadway girls, Broadway girls alone
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Broadway Girls
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(Young Chop on the beat)
Why the fuck they hate on me? (Bitch)
I'm like the president, bitch
[Verse 1]
I got cash and they mad, I pull up in that Jag'
My shoe red, your boo mad 'cause I'm shittin' on they ass
I got cash, I pop tags, rob me, pop your ass
I stay flee, I'm the man, video on demand
Stripper bitches, fat ass, fire face, you that mad
Smokin' dope, that gas, savager hammertime
Callin' up Jason Nine, straight-eight down the Drive
Thick bitches down to ride, that's why they mad at me
Ten days to meet the president now (Meet the president)
Gotta do the whole squad to be the shit now (OTF)
I got a deal, thinkin' I'm the shit now (OTF)
I'll never change, never wife a bitch now
[Chorus]
You wanna meet the president, you gotta meet the bang bros (Yeah)
Hella bank rolls, all them bank rolls ain't yours (Ain't yours)
Spendin', flexin', so much cash that it can't fold
Up and comin' rappers, man, I don't see those
Boy, all that cuffin', you should be a P.O
So much designer shit that I can give away clothes (Designer)
All these new niggas, all that shit rappin' is old
To meet the president, you gotta meet the bang bros
[Verse 2]
Hold up, they know we shit like sure enough
Can't sleep on us like pour up (Dope)
Hole in them just like donuts (Let's get it), we go nuts
DThang share his thots, SB share his thots, Chino share his thots, but I can't wife a thot (Nah)
See, it's levels to this shit (To this shit)
She fucked the bang bros and you married to this bitch (To this bitch)
A salad, I got all types of carats on my wrist (Carats on my wrist)
One night, I don't need a lot of shit (A lot of shit)
These bitches is crazy (Crazy), these bitches amaze me (Amaze)
These niggas don't phase me (Don't phase), money and the streets raised me
The industry crazy (Crazy), just a problem (Just a problem)
I'm a young nigga, I'm just chasin' me some dollars
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Bang Bros
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Chopsquad
[Chorus]
I can't get over my pain
Make you feel better
Fuck with niggas I know
Won't make you feel better
This is a lifestyle that I live
Fuckin' with these different bitches
And you tryna break my heart
Fuckin' with these different niggas
You know you can't get over me
You know you can't get away from me
You know bitches dont play with me
You know you know
[Verse 1]
I know the consequences of my actions
This shit real I ain't even just rappin'
Fuckin' with niggas that I know get back
How I know that boy ain't smash
I know you with him cause he gotta sack
You say you don't like no feelings attached
I know that you lied can't mix shit with facts
Ho
You think ima run back to you that shit dead
Tell 'em how me and you be textin' each other yeah
So you told me you wouldn't fuck him
Know you lyin' why you scared
You know I gotta bitch, don't open your message, leave you on read
Can't talk to you like I used to
Can't see me you gotta pull up YouTube
Even though my situation you lose
Fuckin' with your friend ex, nigga you screwed
I know you tryna figure out who I'm talkin about
I told you imma spazz told me put the guns down
You got 'em around your kids when they ain't around
I can fuck on who I want, I'm famous now
Got yo friends all in yo ear sayin' that I'm bad
And you keep on listenin' it make me mad
Keep on reminiscing make me want to slide
It seem like that you sold your heart for a bag
[Verse 2]
Fuck this shit
You broke my heart so many times I was like fuck a bitch
I just wanna get the money nigga for the fuck of it
Fuck them other niggas that you fuck with I don't fuck with them
Tell your brother stay from around me cause I don't fuck with him
They don't really want no war with me it ain't enough of them
You barely kinky but you a slut for him
You ain't even that mean, but you tough for him
You had me soft I couldn't function it
Only gave me pussy, wasn't suckin' it
I heard the rumors who you fuckin' with
I wish I found out sooner that you a dirty bitch
Back to the basics, lets speak facts
I was with you when I was sippin' act
I doped you up you has menthol swag
Square, I don't ever wanna see yo ass
Yea, I know imma dog that shit ain't fair
Thought I'll be mad I don't even care
Now I put my new bitch on the Lear
Diamonds in the air like chandeliers
If she around then I'm aware
You say ''only him,'' you lyin' again
Bluetooth in the coupe you need to pair
That hoe shit was in the air
If your friends a ho then you's a ho
Wherever you go I know they go
Don't follow your dream you follow bankrolls
Yo ass so fake thought you was ten toes
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No Standards
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Banger
Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one
[Verse 1]
Last time you told me you proud of me, you wasn't proud of me, you was the nigga who doubted me
I was too mad at you, you let 'em come kill you, my brother, that shit was a tragedy
But magically, I got the strategy, I was so sick and tired of niggas keep asking me
"Who was the killers between the hood?" (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Bro, I'm a king, that mean we good
Talked to my tete about my problems
Learned to survive, I carry my chopper
Before I was twelve, I went to the doctor
Fucked on a stripper and I took me a Roxy
How you my blood and you say you gon' pop me?
Fall over loyalty, never 'bout thotties
Don't mention my name if you mentionin' bodies
Don't mention my name if you mentionin' bodies
Stopped taking drugs, had to sit in a sauna
How you gon' blame me? I gave her Gabbana
Bitch, I'm a star, gotta use condom
Don't drink Par, only like Wocka
Sippin' on Wocka, I feel like I'm Flocka
Shit in my pocket, that shit'll go blocka
Say that I'm mean, what you mean? I caught you
Get away from her, high speed, no tossin'
Called you a bitch, I'm sorry I lost you
Head down, X pill, Percocet, off it
Bitch, my phone died, pass me a charger
Ain't have a coat, walked to school in a thermal
Bitches you lookin' up to, they'll burn you
Get out my business, that shit don't concern you
I get to diggin' this shit when I learn you
I love the trenches, this shit is eternal
Oh my God, what happened to Virgil?
I wish my brother had made it out surgery
I be up thinkin', that shit do be hurtin' me
If they gon' catch me, them niggas gon' murder me (Oh no, oh)
Gave my bro twenty, he caught for a burglary
I love the bitches who say they ain't heard of me
Ever seen blood? That shit'll turn burgundy
[Chorus]
Oh my God, what happened to Virgil?
Oh my God, what happened to Virgil?
[Verse 2]
Fresh like the first day of school, I'm a scholar
Found the solution and got some more problems
We from the sandbox, my dawg since a toddler
Sixteen years old when I shot my first chopper
Flew out of Van Nuys, landed in Opa-locka
Quit flyin' in G5, fly helicopters (Fly helicopters)
I count every blessin', they count every dollar
I'm 'bout to go factory plain
I treat all of my dawgs the same
Take care all of my bitches the same
I just hope you financially sane
Never turning my back on the gang
From the A, we was taught to be brave
Had to squabble and take a few fades
Stay rock solid, you'll get through the phase
Damn my nigga, what happened to Virgil?
Talked to God, I don't wanna get murdered
I got style, I don't know what you heard of
You lil' pussy, you soft and fertile
Only real ones throughout my circle
Only real ones throughout my circle, oh
R.I.P. Prince, I'ma pour up some purple
600 Maybach, the one with the curtain
Young GunnaWunna, the boy bought the Birkin
I'm goin' hard, know you proud of me workin'
Ridin' round the town sippin' and swervin'
Hold it down, do this shit with a purpose
Louis down, man, this shit came from Virgil
Oh my God, what happened to Virgil?
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What Happened To Virgil
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me?
Everythin' I'm sayin' in this motherfucker's all props (This shit is not real, skrrt)
Just in case the police listenin', know what I'm sayin'? (High-speed music, haha)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)
[Chorus]
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "Fuck it, you trippin', go get your gun" (Let's get it, get, gun)
They droppin' locations, I'm gettin' it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweetin', we slidin', the feds are comin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fuckin' his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hangin' with killers, we breakin' a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it in songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Pussy, bitch, bitch)
[Verse 1]
We been slidin' through they blocks and they don't know we have
Buddy ass got shot and we ain't claim it, but I can show his ass (Brrah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Niggas actin' like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass (Pussy)
I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Yeah, eater)
Catch 'em at apartments they be in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
They don't be outside like you think they ass be on the 'Gram (On gang)
Old opps fuckin' with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed and I been slow since (Gang, gang, gang)
But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I'm speakin' facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don't post shit (We don't post shit)
Trigger Happy, I be with Zoo 'nem and we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
They like, "Durk, his ass a singer, he won't smoke shit" (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah, ha)
[Chorus]
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm like, "Fuck it, you trippin', go get your gun" (Let's get it, get, gun)
They droppin' locations, I'm gettin' it done (Woo, woo, woo, gang)
Fuck tweetin', we slidin', the feds are comin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, what?)
He fuckin' his bitches (Bitches), them niggas (Niggas) his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hangin' with killers, we breakin' a bond (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Yeah, mean it, say it, songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Pussy, bitch, bitch)
[Verse 2]
"You talkin' 'bout me in "Pissed Me Off"?" And I'm like, "Yes" (Yes)
If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
He say therapy ain't helpin', he been killin' for a cleanse (Slide)
She said she ain't really got shit, but she so thirsty for a Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
I just made her suck my dick and I just nutted on her chin (Bitch)
I been feelin' like Rico, I just fucked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
For school, he save no pen, he'd rather carry him a gen' (Five)
A ten (Ten), FN ('N), Perc' 10, I'm sayin', he spin (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You need a pill to slide, he off all them milligrams, he been a fan (Bitch)
I seen niggas really killin' shit, post shit on Instagram (Pussy)
You doin' that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
I don't claim niggas who be with opps, I try to reel 'em in (Grrah)
The trenches like a sport, you grab that ball and turn a killer, man (Pussy)
Switches on me, all face shots, we changin' dental plans (Brrah)
All fast cars, make it skrrt, we don't do rental vans (Skrrt)
I can have your homie set you up, his ass a middleman (Ah, ha)
[Outro]
Ah, ha
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AHHH HA
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Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(Bueller)
(Bueller)
(Band)
(Bandkamp)
[Chorus]
Tell me what's it gonna be if dis ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so dis ain't what you want
I'm on the road, I'm doin' shows, so wealthy, dis ain't what you want
Hit the road, you can go, I know, dis ain't what you want
I hear them niggas after me, but dis ain't what you want (Dis ain't what you want)
And I guarantee dis ain't what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, dis ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up, we get 'em done 'cause dis ain't what you want, Ls
[Verse 1]
Niggas claim that they after me, but dis ain't what they want
'Cause I hopped into this industry, dis ain't what they want
See, this rap shit ain't shit to me, dis ain't what they want
I got the police all into me, dis ain't what they want
In my own city, they hate on me, put weight on me
Fuck TMZ, fuck breaking news and ABC
I can't do no shows 'cause I terrify my city
They say I terrify my city
Niggas get slumped, we the first to get blamed
A nigga try us, he the first one to get changed
They say he snitched, tryna put dirt on my name
They ride on me, ask is Lil Durk my name, Ls
[Chorus]
Tell me what's it gonna be if dis ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so dis ain't what you want
I'm on the road, I'm doin' shows, so wealthy, dis ain't what you want
Hit the road, you can go, I know, dis ain't what you want
I hear them niggas after me, but dis ain't what you want
And I guarantee dis ain't what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, dis ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up, we get 'em done 'cause dis ain't what you want, Ls
[Verse 2]
Daddy doin' life, snitches doin' months
I'm screamin' free the real 'cause dis ain't what you want
A nigga claim 300, add a K, you done
I'm really in the field 'cause this what I want (This what I want)
I'ma turn the streets up, this is a anthem
Niggas hate on my squad, I tell 'em step the shit up (L, Ls)
Same since day one and I can't change up
After all of the gossip, I'll still'll change some
Fuck niggas don't want none (Niggas don't want it)
They don't want it
Same nigga since day one
Nigga, I'm 3Hunna, L, Ls
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Dis Ain’t What U Want
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
But if I call you my brother, that mean you my brother, you know what I'm sayin'?
Nothin' more, nothin' less, family
I've been hearin' too many rumors in these streets, niggas sayin' they gon' kill us, rob us, all that
But it be the niggas that been around us, you know what I'm sayin'? Or be around us
We ain't gon' slip up, we ten toes (Remy)
You know what I'm sayin'? You know we gotta make it out
That's how they go get it (Will-Will-Will-William), yeah
[Chorus]
I get so high, I put these drugs into my system
I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably
You choose your life over your son, that shit killed him
I never asked you for anything, just your honesty
How you trade on me like that? I'm your family
And she tryna chase a bag, foe, I had to leave
But two wrongs don't make it right
Get with your dog and make it right
[Verse 1]
We do pop-ups, had my back when I was locked up
I was Glocked up, niggas hate 'cause they can't stop us, no, no
We was turnt up, gang war, can't knock us
Slidin' in no DMs, tryna slide up on the oppers, yeah
I'm so nauseous off them drugs, too high off them Percocets
Tryna follow behind my cousin, I wasn't focused yet
We'll rob the robbers, kill the killers, label us a threat
Extort your big homie like we from LAX
I was so high, I wish I replied to L'A text
But we had jumped into them streets and made a mess
I was dressin' my homies up for they funerals
Holdin' on they OGs tight, they did the most
Duckin' from investigation, tryna keep my reputation
Give 'em my expiration, lookin' for inspiration
Pray for my generation, fuck 12, them bitches racist
Bought 'Raris just to race it, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Joke and laugh all day to stop from cryin'
Keep my gun on me to stop from dyin'
Can't listen to no rumors 'cause it block my mind
Can't feed into that bullshit, I ain't got the time
I know what I did, boy, this life I enjoy
Why you pretend, boy? This shit, I live for it, uh-huh
You was hooked on drugs, I was hooked on phonics
Signed to the streets, I ain't never go to college
Asked you for cash, you ain't never say you got it damn
But I gave you my last, yeah
And I'm the same nigga since last year
I told my mama I can't go down for this case
Got the same lawyer beat R. Kelly piss case
State's attorney want me so bad
At the time I need you bad
Told myself I ain't goin' back
Told myself can't go like that
[Outro]
(Remy)
(Will-Will-Will-William)
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Make It Out
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Young Chop on the beat
Yeah
They told to come back on another bars, you hear me?
I'ma do it though
This ain't 52, but it's bars
Bow (Let's get it)
Bow (Let's get it)
Bow
[Verse 1]
Body bag, body bag
Foe'nem, they done chopped his ass
No parole, but the pole I got, it done dropped his ass
No toll, headshot, gave his whole top a tag
Drama act, in da cut were llamas at, copy cat
Coppas on my ass and shit, ain't do it, innocent
Niggas know my resume, 30 poppa Bay Bay kid
You don't know who Bay Bay is? 46, Woodlawn
OTF the family, even my barber tapin' shit
Uzi spit, got a deal
Coolin' with my movie bitch
Movie clip, for a opp nigga or a goofy bitch
Get head from my groupie bitch
You wifin' hoes, you losin' it
Thinkin' you aluminium, you would get stretched, bag, homicide
Police at my baby shower
Sup 'Lo, before your ass was born I saved a 900 thou
DeDe on his savage shit, you know that boy be wildin' out
You know I bring savage out
Lurkin' like, why they hidin' out
Drama life, but my whole family told me to calm it down
Bro'nem gotta be bonding out
Now me and my bitch we bonding now
No cass, but that MAC I got, that bitch work condom style
I spit crack like Bobby Brown
They know I'm a problem child
Wifi'n, we don't do that shit, that shit be trifling
'Cause the same bitch that eat the clit, like she dyking
Lovin' hoes, but the same bitch we put the pipe in
She sucking dick, that's same bitch you give goodnight kiss
Sucka, yo ass a sucka, Superman
If I can't make you dance I bet that Uzi can
Backflip, if you front your move when that MAC spit
All I know is drill, drill, drill on my Pac shit
[Interlude]
5 (Yeah!), 4 (Yeah!), 3 (Yeah!), 2..
I'm back In! 1
[Verse 2]
My shootas gonna shoot some shit
Ruthless shit 'cause we do this shit
Black girls on some spooky shit
Droppin' shit, we go through some shit
Red light, red tape, caught a couple Ls on some goofy shit
Goofy niggas claiming shit, niggas ain't even do this shit
OTF, 300, 3Hunna, no, that be GBE
Body count with the opps, we on the top 'cause we stay in the lead
Don't lack, it crack, no Chris Paul, my Clippers give him 3
You betta at Tennessee, I ain't talking Tennessee
Massacre, robbin' shit, masked up like I'm Dracula
Mobbin' shit, no Gucci Mane, niggas know that we cashin' up
Twister with the blicky, it's black and it spins fast as fuck
Niggas rapped a life time, who'd ever thought I'd pass em' up
I'm from West Hyde and we gangbang
Where shorty be posted in cuts in them gangways
Crangin' niggas, police ass niggas call 'em ranger niggas
Free my nigga Richie Rich, he be so quick to change a nigga
[Outro]
Squad, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's get it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Feelin' good
Fuck 'em
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52 Bars Part 2
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Let's get it
Eh ohh
No oh
[Chorus]
She don't know about real niggas, she don't know no boss
She don't know about foreign cars, she don't what that cost
She don't know about love, she don't know what that is
She don't know about riding 'round and spending it like this (Now she wanna fuck)
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Now she wanna fuck
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Hit the club with a nigga like me
Do drugs with a nigga like me
Fall in love with a nigga like me
And never love another nigga, never love another nigga like me
(Me, me)
Buck!
[Verse 1]
Have you ever met a Chi-Town nigga?
Girl I heard you need a go-getter
You ain't never meet a rapper with the swag of a savage and a dope dealer
I'm the realest nigga that you see
I know you tired of them broke niggas
Heard he bought you a bag for a G
Why you fuckin' with them broke niggas?
Ginger ale and a fifth of liquor
Where you going, girl? I'm going with ya
Ride with me 'cause I'm number one
Two bitches, Malcolm in the middle
Fly to Vegas, bet life
Legs in the air, call it "jet life"
Shawty give me top with the neck like
Shit gave me life, I can't get right, I can't get right
[Verse 2]
Got you jacuzzi water on a hundred
Got your tempo on a hundred, let it bubble up (Bubble up, bubble up, bub)
Need a bad bitch, tryna be a bad girl
You know I'm tryna trouble up (You know, I'm tryna trouble up, shawty)
Buy everything she wants two times, baby, double up (Know you really want it)
Say she need more niggas out here like me 'cause there's not enough (Not enough, not enough, no, no)
[Chorus]
She don't know about real niggas, she don't know no boss
She don't know about foreign cars, she don't what that cost
She don't know about love, she don't know what that is
She don't know about riding 'round and spending it like this (Now she wanna fuck)
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Now she wanna fuck
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Hit the club with a nigga like me
Do drugs with a nigga like me
Fall in love with a nigga like me
And never love another nigga, never love another nigga like me
(Me, me)
[Verse 3]
You ain't never been in my town, nigga
A good place to go but the murder rate's so ridiculous
Fell in love with some R&B bitch
And I know that it's good for the fame and for the image
Shawty gave me head like a penny
But she should go gold
Ain't really been in love in a minute
It won't hurt if no one know 'bout me
Fuck a bag off
No makeup, you look better with your mask off
Rich nigga wanna buzz, like to brag y'all
But a nigga like me, ain't no nigga like me
I'm a Boss, Hugo
Rich nigga since birth, you know
You my bitch don't get mad, Cujo
Nigga like me, I'm that nigga, nigga
Gettin' money since a little nigga
Shawty thinks she the shit, but she could be a lil' thicker
Fuck on my name and a little liquor
I got 'em pissed, I'm the shit, nigga
So why do they hate? I gotta get cake
These niggas so fake
So stay out my way (My way)
Ain't too many niggas like me
[Chorus]
She don't know about real niggas (Yeah), she don't know no boss
She don't know about foreign cars, she don't what that cost
She don't know about love, she don't know what that is
She don't know about riding 'round and spending it like this (Now she wanna fuck)
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Now she wanna fuck
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Hit the club with a nigga like me
Do drugs with a nigga like me
Fall in love with a nigga like me
And never love another nigga, never love another nigga like me
(Me, me)
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Like Me
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Von
Von (Go Grizz)
Huh, huh, yeah (Go, Hitmaka)
Von
[Chorus]
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this shit Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed, uh)
Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Huh? What? Who? Huh? Damn, damn)
And my bitch got ass shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Ayy, grrah, grrah, grrah)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this shit Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed, damn, huh?)
Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Damn, huh?)
And my bitch got ass shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Damn, damn, grrah, grrah, grrah)
[Verse 1]
Niggas ain't gon' shoot for real (Uh-uh)
They ain't gon' shoot for real (They ain't gon' shoot)
I call up Muwop, he grab his Glock (I call) and he gon' shoot to kill (Grrah, grrah)
I done hit stains for real, uh (Huh? What?)
Niggas ain't gang for real, uh (Huh? What?)
Niggas go to jail and tell (Huh?)
I done sent hits from my cell, damn (Yeah)
Bad bitch posted my bail, uh (Uh-huh)
Scream, "Fuck 12," uh (12)
All these bales (Fuck) came from the cartel (The cartel)
They say I got mail, damn (I got mail, yeah)
Who got nailed? (Who got nailed, huh?)
That boy a trophy (What?), I'ma put him on the shelf (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus]
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this shit Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed)
Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Huh? What? Who? Huh? Damn, damn)
And my bitch got ass shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Yeah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this shit Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (Huh? What? It got Tooka killed, yeah)
Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Yeah, it's Smurk)
And my bitch got ass shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Damn, damn, gang, gang, grrah, grrah, grrah, huh)
[Verse 2]
I ain't gon' lie, that lil' shit major, my hoes carry tasers (Yeah)
When it comes to this lil' paper, my shit come in pages (For sure)
When I had to slow down off them drugs, I had to go through phases (For sure)
Even though we fightin' all them cases, keep them guns on stages (Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?)
Booka gave me X pills, told me chase it, but I cannot take it (Yeah)
Why these niggas actin' like they real when niggas know they fakin'? (Niggas fakin')
I can't take it
He a bitch, just ho his ass
Bro slide with a COVID mask (Facts)
Last opp, he overgassed (Facts), smoke
Goddamn, he got backdoored
Goose, goose, he over gassed dope (Dope)
Loose screws, I'll buy they ass poles (Gang)
Fool, fool, don't change for the low (Low)
Goof dude, he a stain, he don't know (Bitch)
This Tutu smoke (Dawg)
Doo, doo, that deuce-deuce blow (Go)
Boo-hoo, why you cryin'? You a ho (Bitch)
Fucked you, now he mad he ain't know (Gang)
[Chorus]
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this shit Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (It got Tooka killed, uh)
Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Huh? What? Who? Huh? Damn, damn)
And my bitch got ass shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Ayy, grrah, grrah, grrah)
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this shit Thrax for real (This that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin' and it got Tooka killed (Huh? What? It got Tooka killed)
Niggas chasin' clout and claimin' bodies they ain't do for real (Damn, huh?)
And my bitch got ass shots, but I promise that this strap is real (Damn, damn, grrah, grrah, grrah, uh)
|
Still Trappin’
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(TouchofTrent be wildin' with it)
[Verse 1]
They told me it's all love, but I love all
I'm Cash App-in' a couple hundred whenever my brother call
Sometimes I like to scandalize, feel like I'm above 'em all
It was a joke when he copped out, now he wanna jump the wall
Them niggas always with some goofies, gettin' jumped at malls
I was tired of fuckin', it was one more condom, I made the condom fall
From Stall & Dean jacket, that shit turned to Gucci scarf
Like fuck the whole world no matter who involved
[Chorus]
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love
[Verse 2]
Man, it's all love
You can't love me without my brother 'cause it's all us
I'm off a Perc', my brother Doodie, he off a small bus
But I'm a baller, when I pass the ball, I yell, "Hut"
Gotta watch them cheesy, sneaky bitches, they be stealin' nut
I talk down on the trenches' hoes, knowin' damn well I still fucked
But the money keep me insane, and I ain't know what a homie was
I was fucked up in the trenches, I ain't even know what a Rollie was
I used to look up to this nigga, but he gave his homie up
'Cause his daughter twelve years old, he gotta go do twenty-one
And I don't fuck with no fuck niggas, so these niggas don't owe me nothin'
Grown niggas act like kids, actin' like they Benjamin Button
Put my own fee down for my lawyer, that shit was twenty-one hundred
Had a deep talk with my dawg and he still wasn't comin'
With a gun or without his gun, I say he still not runnin'
And he tote his gun like 50, but he still one hundred, nigga
[Chorus]
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love (Man, it's all love)
It's all love
[Verse 3]
It's all love, I thought it was real
He took a Percocet, wasn't all tryna pop a pill
Tryna prove a point to pop off first, he ain't your dawg for real
I gotta acknowledge that Lam' truck 'cause I had a Bonneville
I don't get mad when the guys tell me no 'cause I know my mama will
Different niggas, they rockin' Polo, I'm rockin' Tommy Hil'
Trenches niggas, they'll drop it all when it's time to kill
First time was a throw off on my backgrounds when I signed a deal
They say it's favoritism, nah, these the ones I love the most
I bought her two, three diamond chokers 'cause she love to choke
1942 with a small pill, she love the boat
Durkio, Smurkio, yeah, she love the GOAT
Yeah, I love them G-locks
Got away from all them phony niggas, I had to detox
They don't even shoot at niggas no more, they love to beatbox
Walked up out your life with a pair of socks
That's two hundred, that's them G socks
|
All Love
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)
Ayy, they told me I can't be around no gang members, y'all got me fucked up, nigga
I go everywhere with my killers, man
(DJ Bandz, oh, man) Fasho, fasho
Yeah, let's get it
[Verse 1]
Throw that mask on, when you jump out first, you better blast (Yeah)
V don't like slow shit on hits, them switches (Frrt) fast (Gang)
Ain't gon' lie, the city hot with strikers, they don't last (Turn up)
When you pop in with your killers, you better check your gas (Man, what?)
We don't party on other blocks, they fuck with other opps (Let's get it)
Then come 'round like you gang, that got your brother shot (Brrah)
You say his name insidе a song, that got your brother hot (Let's get it)
Thеn leave him hangin' without a lawyer, that shit dumb as fuck (Pussy)
You come outside without your gun, lil' boy, you dumb as fuck (Dumb as fuck)
Ain't no quick run to the store, they pop out, fire you up (Brrah)
I told my P.O. through the gate that I get high as fuck (I get high as fuck)
She ask me how high do I get? I told her high as Duck (And Tooka)
My brother told me get some property, I kept gettin' Glockies (Gettin' Glocks)
I told him, "I only drink Wocky," he say I'm gettin' cocky (Let's get it)
All them bitches wanna fuck me, I don't give 'em money
One bitch thought I told her, "Yeah," I said, "You better block me"
He survived one to the head, but it fucked up his body
You think he off an eight of red the way that nigga noddin'
He don't even know 'bout drugs, he say, "Lean, OxyContin"
You tryna judge him off his looks, that lil' boy actually robbin'
Man, he talkin' 'bout gang in this bitch (Why he callin', talkin' 'bout gang?)
He ain't get back from that one shit, man, his gang ain't on shit (Still ain't get back for his gang)
Foenem posted up outside (Shit), Dracos hangin' and shit (King Drac', I let it hang)
Before he died, his ass a goofy, now he famous as shit (Blrrd, blrrd, big blrrd)
[Verse 2]
I'm King Draco, got my name off drillin', check the records, bitch (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
If pussy drop that song about me, he gettin' found without his dick
Send off a bag 'bout my lil' cousin, they fakin', they'll call it quit (Woah, woah)
They make me mad enough, I spin through there myself, say the wrong shit (Say the wrong shit)
Might still sip when I get low (Woah), but I prefer Wock' over Tris (Wocky over Tris)
Fucked up and let me in the door (Woah), I went fully on all the sticks (Sticks)
I'm Mr.-Slime-'Em-Out (Blrrd), I caught his back door, unlocked on a lick (Blrrd)
Or Mr.-Leave-No-Evidence (Blrrd), know my criminal book hella thick (On God)
You niggas goose, ain't got no gun, you went away, your ass a dummy
I'm on my sixth Moncler this winter, I couldn't wait to get some money
My lil' nigga up four souls, he caught two dressed up like a junkie
They thought I was just rappin', lay that murder gang, that shit ain't funny (Blrrd, blrrd)
You lay, the murder gang, they'll come through, that shit ain't funny (Blrrd)
I'm locked in with hunters, from the God, got killers 'round the country (Blrrd, blrrd)
I might don't need to slime 'em out, just be yourself and stay three hunnid (Three hunnid)
We get money Monday through Saturday, pray to Trey Day every Sunday (Trey Day every)
My cleats tied up in the field (Blrrd), won't never hear me go out runnin' (Nope)
Post up a pic like I'm in L.A., but the whole time I'm with gun (Blrrd, blrrd)
Ain't tryna keep hearin' 'bout that shit you did, go get active again (The whole time)
It's eat or get ate on my side, I'ma fuck the drops and go and spin (Spin)
Three and O, we skunkin' shit, get one more kill, consider it a win (Win)
Beef with us, won't never land 'til y'all get hit up with them pens (Pens)
Can't come around unless you get a body, chopper, F&N (Blrrd, blrrd)
We caught one of them pussies drunk, he died before he dropped the Henn' (Blrrd, blrrd)
Got 'bout ten whips in my garage and still don't know what to get in (Take off)
Take off the emblems out the 'Cat, tint out the window 'fore I spin (Shh, blrrd)
[Outro]
Tint out the window 'fore I spin
Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd, blrrd
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Should’ve Ducked
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(W-W-W-William)
[Chorus]
How I know if you die for me?
Know if you shoot for me?
How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah
How I know you won't steal from me?
Know you won't kill for me?
I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won't turn on me?
Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won't die for me?
Know you will ride for me, just don't ever lie to me, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Thought I'd never see the day that you would switch up (Switch up)
Ain't no hard feelings, I'm wishing you good luck (Good luck)
I can't lie, I miss your touch, you got that good love (Good love)
I put diamonds on your hand, now hold your fist up (Fist up)
How I know if I get jammed, you gon' keep it real?
How you gon' say that I ain't solid? I ain't never squealed
If I die today, give it to my son, ain't writin' no will
All these thoughts inside my head, it got me poppin' pills
Runnin' with my steel
There's some niggas in the rear
If they get they chance, they will
But I ain't worried, I'm gon' kill
I'm gon' drill every one of them
We gon' kill every one of them
[Verse 2]
One time to cross out migo, he gon' take your life
So I don't understand how Plies ran off on the plug twice (Plug twice)
And you can't remix none of that lean if it's not cut right (Cut right)
And you can't say you super trill, 'cause you ain't cut right
Sex her once, then kick her out 'cause I don't nut twice (Nut twice)
The way that A$AP died don't sit in my gut right
And if we ever find the killer, then he must die (Must die)
And I'm always low on niggas, I don't trust high
I don't know if you gon' ride, don't know if you gon' slide
Don't know want me to die, don't know if it's your pride
And if it is, then hide it then (Hide it then)
Me and Lil Baby do it for the trenches, we gon' ride with them (For sure, for sure)
|
How I Know
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(Young Chop on the beat)
Oh, she keep callin'
Oh shit, oh shit
(Chopsquad)
Gang, gang, gang
Sos' baby, Glo Gang baby
Blood Gang baby, Linen Gang baby, Fifth Gang baby
[Chorus]
I'm rollin', she callin', she stalkin'
My phone and, I don't answer
I keep declining
She keep whinin' on my line and
I'm like go, I'm on the road
I'm fuckin' hoes, I'm countin' rolls
And you know, how we glo'
With the Glo, we get dough
[Verse 1]
She rollin', gold diggin'
She call me, I'm on it
Talkin' shit, my bitch
She calling me, block list
Thot bitch, opp shit
She can't come home no more
I say she on the opp shit
Can't call my phone no more
Said the bitch wanna fuck with a no name
He a straight goofy, he so lame
Sippin' on the act, that's codeine
Sit back catch a nut, that’s protein
OTF bitch that's, Glo Gang
Got 20k stuffed in these Balmain's
Broke ass nigga keep talking
You ain't gang gang, gang gang, gang
[Verse 2]
Smokin' dope, ridin' slow
When I ride fast, cops on my ass
So I know, ride cautious
Cops be stalkin', cops be honkin'
Like my hoes, they be on my ass
They just want my cash, they just wanna brag
I can loan they ass, I ain't on that man
I got lots of gwap, and you know that man
I send lots of shots, and you know that man
I been doing this shit since 08 man
Sellin' D, know that man
It ain't nothin' to me, I been doin' that man
[Verse 3]
I got the gang with me
No opp shit but they can't hang with me
She got to pay for this dick bitch
You can't come hang for free
I ain't talkin' bout the app
No nigga in the city come hang with me
Niggas try to rob but I keep my chain with me
That shit dead, nigga who scared?
No Su-Wu, how we move, no purp, so we sip red
Shawty wanna ride with a real nigga
Shawty gone die for a real nigga
Shawty won't lie to a real nigga
But she rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
|
Decline
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
Oh (Malik on the beat)
(Ayo Bleu)
No, no, no, no
Yeah (Aura)
No, no, no, no (Turn Me Up Josh)
Woah, oh, oh
[Verse 1]
Them niggas act like they don't need us
They do everything we do, they wanna be us
Foenem takin' ecstasy, they tryna T up
He rather go and blow a bag instead of re-up
You wasn't on that block when that shit was goin' on
I wasn't worried about the other side when that shit was goin' on
And we don't hang with different niggas, don't ask us what we on
The only time we'll beat the case, we pull out camera phones
I used to draw Lil Moe name on the Styrofoam
I had to teach the grown niggas right from wrong
What the state had told the jury? They tryna indict us all
The lawyers got them affidavits, they better sign them all, hmm
I had a bad bitch off the 'Gram, she let her titties hang
She told Bandz I bought her a Birkin, I told her anything
I was ridin' 'round with guns in that Bentley thing
We puttin' stickers on our drums, that's a city thing
I hate the niggas who be tryna switch the block up
I be with the killers who'll change a nigga roster
I'm from the part of the city, watch your partner
You ain't did shit to the same nigga who shot ya
'Fore you leave that door, you gotta pick your Glock up
Can't nut in no more whores, I got that from my mama
I'm shuttin' down the stores, you do that with these commas
They had me at my lowest, I'm ridin' 'round with choppers
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no, woah)
Close that backdoor, can't get snaked by my homie (Oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this love phony
[Verse 2]
That's a bet
I'm The Voice, that mean Dede, he The Threat
Don't get stretched 'cause foenem tweakin' off the X
I know what happened to your homie, don't be next
He got that get back for his block, I tip my hat
Feel like I'm drownin', got this water 'round my neck
Cocky nigga, throwin' ashes on Pateks
Went to the trenches, threw up the treys on the Met (Yeah)
They be callin' me, you hangin' where it's dangerous
I'm just slidin' to out west just for Uncle Remus
All my sibling's kids know your uncle famous
I know this shit sound dumb and the strangest
In the trenches, I feel the safest
On the radio, shoutout Nehpets
Did it off the love, but I gave 'em faces
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no, woah)
Close that backdoor, can't get snaked by my homie (Oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this love phony (Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no)
|
Backdoor
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(Carl Paul)
[Verse 1]
This is how I feel, I got your love attached to me
And you know I truly love you, it was never about no pussy
And you told me that them niggas ain't for me, they just want my money
And I like the way you is, you ain't tryna kick it with my buddies
And I got a habit and I like that you don't judge me
And that's so fucked up that I'm glad to be a junkie
To fall in love, I say I been afraid
I'm mixin' lean with Lyrical Lemonade
And we on top, ain't no more public aid
Or callin' your boss to get another raise
I drop some Backwood ashes in the Wraith
Reminiscing 'bout the older days
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I gotta raise the roof for the people don't let the 'net ruin they relationship
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I gotta raise the roof for the females who won't listen to another bitch
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I gotta raise the roof for the niggas in the trenches turned to gentlemen
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I gotta tell the truth, this the best relationship I ever been in
[Verse 2]
Whoever thought that I can make this shit?
Voice of the streets and relationship
And we don't care what the rumor is
Fuck these other hoes 'cause I love my bitch
Alexander McQueen and Rockstar jeans
The prosecutor hatin' 'cause I'm doin' my thing
Six kids plus her daughter, that's what it is (Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
I seen Rel fall in love, I know that shit crazy
I seen Booka fall in love, I know that shit crazy
Inside, and don't let the outside run that situation
And it's me and her forever, it's a lit-uation, yeah
|
Internet Sensation
|
Lil Durk
|
[Chorus]
Let a nigga try me, try me
I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family
And I ain't playin with nobody
Fuck around and I'm a catch a body
Let a nigga try me, try me
I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family
And I ain't playin with nobody
Fuck around and I'm a catch a body
[Verse 1]
Dej got the .40, I got the mac up
Bullets to his face, police call for backup
And just because I rap I still a whack some
Niggas need grammys, they straight actors
Free RondoNumbaNine he just caught a body
RIP to Nuski, my cousin called me
I seen my cousin bleeding I damn near lost it
Thats why I gotta ride through all the opp shit
I don't do relations so don't waste it
Bitch ain't send me money, I had to face it
And since my car white they'll swear I'm racist
She say she freak nasty so I'm on that shit
Niggas snitching here, he'll get his face lift
Bitch I'm from Chicago where we go ape shit
If we catch a hommie we don't say shit
Even rappers know we ain't who to play with
I can't wife a eater, I just freak her
Pass her to my niggas like a blunt of reefer
30 don’t jam it's like aquafina
Free my nigga Jam that lil boy a demon
And since I got my deal, I feel important
I live what I rap and just record it
They tried to give me 10 if I didn't have a lawyer
Niggas out here snitching, they're straight informers
Try Me! Try Me!
Bullets got his name on it like a ID
Sipping on the lean is like my IV
My crazy life, I feel like YG
|
Try Me (Remix)
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(TouchofTrent be wildin' with it)
[Verse 1]
Pussy drippin' on the dick, bitch tryna get nasty
When you spendin' six figures in the store, they gotta bag it
You can't blame me, that shit you doin', it got me braggin'
When I touch your hair when you get it done, you turnin' ratchet, hmm
[Chorus]
Mmm, and the difference is
My bitch bad and she killin' them
Mmm, and the difference is
We don't put the world in our business still
[Verse 2]
And they keep askin'
Sexy lil' bitch, put on her mink lashes
I'm talkin' Gucci glasses or Chanel team jacket
She gon' get it without asking, she on queen status
You ridin' solo in that forеign, no need to pass the blunt
I know them niggas feelin' stupid, whoevеr passed you up
I put my fingers in her private in the restaurant
And she get mad when I'm off them drugs 'cause I don't cum fast enough
I'm in her tummy, steady cummin', I give her another liter
She steady runnin', pussy yummy, cut on that Justin Bieber
When I was nothin', gave her a hunnid, I did a couple features
Don't let her see the other side, I be with them demons
[Post-Chorus]
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider
My bitch a rider
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider
My bitch a rider (She a rider)
My bitch a rider (Ah, no, no, no)
My bitch a—
[Verse 3]
I'ma ride for my baby
There ain't nothin' wouldn't do for you
I pull up, won't leave you hangin'
You know I'll get mine, boy, if I'm comfortable
And you know how I get, boy, I'm possessive
I don't want no other bitch to touch up on my best friend
You show me how it feels when they deserve you and cherish these moments
That's what he wanted
'Cause the difference is, you ain't no fuck nigga and I'm feelin' it
I'ma ride out, whip it
Play and I'll flip it
We got forever to go, oh, woah, oh
[Chorus]
Mmm, and the difference is (Difference is)
My bitch bad and she killin' them (Killin' them)
Mmm, and the difference is
We don't put the world in our business still
[Post-Chorus]
My bitch a rider, rider (My bitch a rider, rider)
My bitch a rider, rider (My bitch a rider, rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (My bitch a rider)
My bitch a rider (Rider, rider)
My bitch a rider
My bitch a rider (My bitch she a rider)
My bitch a rider (Rider, rider)
My bitch a rider (Ah, ah, ah)
My bitch a—
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Difference Is
|
Lil Durk
|
[Intro]
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
[Verse 1]
I came from nothin', I had to go get it
I had to finesse out the gang way (Gang way)
I done did everything for the niggas that I love
Who stuck in the chain gang (Chain gang)
Shit be so weird, I'm steady watchin' all the niggas who yellin' out, "Gang, gang" (Gang, gang)
Shit be so different, I'm watchin' them niggas who bitches but yellin' out, "Bang, bang" (Bang, bang)
Roll up a blunt of that Pluto
Used to be deep, now I'm riding 'round uno
I know some niggas who hustlin' but quit
'Cause they was doin' this shit for too long
I remember niggas feelin' like brothers
But now this shit feel like a group home
And I had told 'em I love 'em so much
To me, it felt like you can't do wrong
I was trappin' out the side of my granny crib
I was servin' with two phones
I remember tellin' jewelers, "Don't know what a Patek is"
Now it's two-tone
[Chorus]
The money make the world spin
The money make the girls grin
Been rapping since 2010
Whoever thought I'd win?
[Verse 2]
Asked them why they sellin' food stamps
I done grabbed a Urus on some cool shit
I'ma get it on my own, when I felt alone
I remember feelin' useless
I remember servin' to the cool kids
Twin got a .30 like a pool stick
Why you think your murders turn to news clips?
When a nigga die, when his family cry
And they'll swear to God that he ain't do shit
I remember niggas being goofy
Spending their last money on the Gucci
He just got fly just to get him some coochie
Went to jail ridin' 'round with a goofy
I can actually say I'm feelin' like money
I remember riding 'round with a hunnid
Had twin with me ridin' one hunnids
Gucci bagged up with fifty one-hunnids
Super motivated, come from a dungeon
Like, why you call the dungeon the trenches?
It don't matter 'cause I'm bringin' my niggas
Why you fall out with me just for attention?
Niggas die when they pop up in my mentions
Had the realest nigga tell you're a peasant
Took a Perc' and it got me in my feelings (Got me in my feelings)
[Chorus]
The money make the world spin
The money make the girls grin
Been rapping since 2010
Whoever thought I'd win?
The money make the world spin
The money make the girls grin
Been rapping since 2010
Whoever thought I'd win?
[Verse 3]
Man, I've been trappin' since 2007
My mama was strugglin', I had to help her
From juvenile to penitentiary, I'm better
I'm happy I can say I got it together
Fifty-three percent of these niggas feminine
I am not a gangsta, I am a gentleman
We the ones that handle murders like businessmen
Postin' money on the 'Gram, I invented that
I done came a long way from the middleman
I got head for an hour in the Cullinan
I done gave a thousand bows to my brother 'nem
Shit get serious when them bodies start comin' up
I put a kit on the Urus, it's bigger now
Told my baby mama, "We need a bigger house"
I'm too real for this shit, I done figured out
Got one foot in the streets, tryna pull it out
Keep it lowkey, she ain't runnin' her mouth (Mouth)
She don't ever want me to pull out (Out)
I ran it up to a low from an ounce
I'm rockin' clothes I can't even pronounce
Fuck the pandemic, I love me a drought
I ran it up in this motherfucker
Three hunnid shots, that's enough in this motherfucker
Only The Family, it's us in this motherfucker, gang shit
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Finesse Out the Gang Way
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Lil Durk
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[Chorus]
Steady callin' my phone
I done told you before that it's over, leave me 'lone
Know it's hurtin' you to see me gone
Dark clouds, you gon' see me storm
I won't go back
But trust me, you're gon' hold that
Hold that (Mmm, mmm)
[Post-Chorus]
Get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now (Mmm, mmm)
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now (Mmm, mmm)
[Verse 1]
I ain't tryna play these games no more
I don't wanna be textin' your name no more
I ain't tryna feel this pain no more
Girl, I'm sorry, but my feelings ain't the same no more (No)
Used to be my homie, you ain't gang no more (No)
I am not a nigga you could claim no more (No)
Traumatized, hoping it don't rain no more
You done put me through some things that done changed my aura
Now all around the world, I explore, no Dora
New bitch, I might drip her in Dior
Ass fat, shawty straight heat, no Florida
Bad and she do it for herself, I applaud her
No needs, yeah, I'm talkin' my boo
So please, leave me alone I'm through
And it's all 'cause what you started
I been told you you gon' lose (Mmm)
[Chorus]
Steady callin' my phone (Brrt)
I done told you before that it's over, leave me 'lone
Know it's hurtin' you to see me gone
Dark clouds, you gon' see me storm
I won't go back (Go back)
But trust me, you're gon' hold that
Hold that (Mmm, mmm)
[Post-Chorus]
Get you off my mind now (Ooh, wow)
I can't get you off my mind now (Yeah, yeah)
I can't get you off my mind now (My mind)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mmm, mmm) (Alright)
I can't get you off my mind now (Woah)
I can't get you off my mind now (Woah)
I can't get you off my mind now (Yeah)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mmm, mmm)
[Verse 2]
I ain't tryna play no games, my love
I'm one of a kind, couldn't fake, my love
Earthquake, make somethin' shake, my love
Most of them can't even relate, my love
Used to be gang, oh, now you're not gang
Used to have fun, no, now you got shame
Used to catch flights, but now I'm not playin'
Play on words, she love it when a nigga sing
I ain't tryna play your game no more
No, you can't wear my chain no more
We are not a thing, can't take no more
Waitin' on your king, you could wait some more
Yeah, I remember days when I used to adore her
Funny how this shit just flipped like a quarter
Get a new thing, I'ma Fendi and Dior her
Get a mood swing, I'll be gone by tomorrow (Mmm, mmm)
[Chorus]
Steady callin' my phone (Brrt)
I done told you before that it's over, leave me 'lone (Yeah, yeah)
Know it's hurtin' you to see me gone
Dark clouds, you gon' see me storm
I won't go back (I won't go back)
But trust me, you're gon' hold that (Hold that)
Hold that (Mmm, mmm)
[Post-Chorus]
Get you off my mind now (Mind)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mind)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mind)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mmm, mmm) (Mind)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mind)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mind)
I can't get you off my mind now (Yeah)
I can't get you off my mind now (Mmm, mmm)
I can't
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Calling My Phone
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Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
(Fuck niggas, I don't trust niggas)
(If you bust triggers and you tell, you a fuck nigga)
If you tell, you a fuck nigga
(How you tell on the gang? If you mention my name)
(Boy, I promise I'ma kill you, better duck, nigga)
Better duck, nigga
(What's up with you? I grew up with you)
(Used to fuck with you, now I'm wishing that a bus hit you)
(I used to fuck with you, now I'm wishing that a bus hit you)
(Fuck niggas, I don't trust niggas)
(If you bust triggers and you tell, you a fuck nigga)
Yeah, fuck nigga
(How you tell on the gang? If you mention my name)
Nah, Lil Tjay (Fuck nigga)
(Boy, I promise I'ma kill you, better duck, nigga)
(What's up with you? I grew up with you)
Yeah, yeah
(Used to fuck with you, now I'm wishing that a bus hit you)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
[Refrain]
Grrr, pow, I'ma skip town, see my wrist drown (Skip town)
Everybody wanna fuck with me for benefits now (Grr, pow, pow, pow)
Man, I wish my nigga Smelly could've seen me lit now (Yeah, yeah)
Sit down, maybe roll up, blow a spliff down (Grr, po, po)
Time go by, niggas change so much
Why the fuck these niggas looking at my chain so much?
They just mad 'cause I departed from the game so much
One false move and the gang gon' bust
[Verse 1]
Cartier glasses, 20/20, got a clear view
You a man, I don't fear you
Act up, we gon' mask up, boy, I dare you
Brody catch a body, I'ma leave you in the rearview
Could have did it to me, lil' nigga, you were scared to (Skrrt, skrrt)
You a bluff and you not who you appear to
You'd be starstruck if you see a nigga near you
And your bitch wanna fuck, I don't care to
Careful, if I say links, plan's canceled
I can have your shorty in my bed doing dance moves
Fuck that, let's get right back to the real shit
In the field shit, niggas really used to drill shit
Mama stressed out, whole lot she gotta deal with
Swear every real nigga gon' feel this
Smokin' on drugs 'cause there's too much to deal with
SB strapped up in the field with it
[Chorus]
Fuck niggas, I don't trust niggas
If you bust triggers and you tell, you a fuck nigga (Fuck nigga)
How you tell on the gang? If you mention my name
Boy, I promise I'ma kill you, better duck, nigga
What's up with you? I grew up with you
Used to fuck with you, now I'm wishing that a bus hit you (Bus hit you)
I used to fuck with you (Fuck with you), now I'm wishing that a bus hit you
Fuck niggas, I don't trust niggas
If you bust triggers and you tell, you a fuck nigga (Fuck nigga)
How you tell on the gang? If you mention my name
Boy, I promise I'ma kill you, better duck, nigga
What's up with you? I grew up with you
Used to fuck with you, now I'm wishing that a bus hit you (Bus hit you)
I used to fuck with you (Fuck with you), now I'm wishing that a bus hit you
[Verse 2]
My mama know about the pain, thought I'd never change
But looking back, for the fame, I felt the same
I was stuck up in the streets, but I had a brain
I ain't have no money, we was looking for a nigga chain
Listen, all I ever wanted was to have a name
Had a lot of shit to lose, not enough to gain
And that fuck nigga changed, went against the grain
Found out my homie went fed, almost went insane
Strictly business, you ain't with it, you get parked, nigga
I don't know you, you wasn't with me from the start, nigga
I remember catching stains in the park, nigga
Me and Bubba tryna catch an opp after dark, nigga
My mama told me, "Wisen up, be a smart nigga"
So all my niggas on go like a kart, nigga
Smelly drive mean a bullet to your heart, nigga
I don't really wanna speak facts, see the chart, nigga
[Refrain]
Grrr, pow, I'ma skip town, see my wrist drown
Everybody wanna fuck with me for benefits now
Man, I wish my nigga Smelly could've seen me lit now
Sit down, maybe roll up, blow a spliff down
Time go by, niggas change so much
Why the fuck these niggas looking at my chain so much?
They just mad 'cause I departed from the game so much
One false move and the gang gon' bust
[Chorus]
Fuck niggas, I don't trust niggas
If you bust triggers and you tell, you a fuck nigga (Fuck nigga)
How you tell on the gang? If you mention my name
Boy, I promise I'ma kill you, better duck, nigga
What's up with you? I grew up with you
Used to fuck with you, now I'm wishing that a bus hit you (Bus hit you)
I used to fuck with you (Fuck with you), now I'm wishing that a bus hit you
Fuck niggas, I don't trust niggas
If you bust triggers and you tell, you a fuck nigga (Fuck nigga)
How you tell on the gang? If you mention my name
Boy, I promise I'ma kill you, better duck, nigga
What's up with you? I grew up with you
Used to fuck with you, now I'm wishing that a bus hit you (Bus hit you)
I used to fuck with you, and now I'm wishing that a bus hit you (Bus hit you)
[Outro]
Lil Tjay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh
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F.N
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
JD On Tha Track (Big bag don't mean everything wavy)
(I got 99 problems like JAY-Z)
(Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me)
(Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy)
ProtegeBeatz (I got money and niggas moved shady)
(With my brother, I put that on baby)
(My first car, I might cop a Mercedes)
(At the stu' every day, can't be lazy)
[Chorus]
Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watching me, clocking my movements
They be plotting on catching me snoozing
Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing
Swear to God y'all gon' make me go kill something
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don't feel nothing
I was down off the drugs, I'm exuded
I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it
They be watching me, clocking my movements
They be plotting on catching me snoozing
[Verse 1]
I be shitting, I make it look easy
I was innocent, they ain't believe me
Ain't no lie, I be seeing illusions
I can't figure who real, it's confusing
I can't wait to get used to this lifestyle
I remember it could've been lights out
Bitches see me and scream Lil Tjay
Had to fuck up the spot for my B-day
Hit the 'telly and catch me a BJ
Fuck this love, I don't want me a skeezay
Give her dick, now she feel like she need me
I'm too high, always smoking on GG
Bankroll, had to stack my chips
SB, I'ma jack my shit
I know these niggas gon' hate me
I've been working hard, driving me crazy
[Pre-Chorus]
Big bag don't mean everything wavy
I got 99 problems like JAY-Z
Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me
Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy
I got money and niggas moved shady
With my brother, I put that on baby
My first car, I might cop a Mercedes
At the stu' every day, can't be lazy
[Verse 2]
Dream big, I'ma get to the top
Niggas waiting, the tape 'bout to drop
Told my mother that I'm destined to pop
Y'all ain't think I would get what I got
But I stayed true to myself
No losing myself
Improving myself
I'm on the road to the riches
I'm asking the Lord for forgiveness
I got two or three opps on the hit list
Y'all be talking but ain't never did shit
You'd be better off minding your business
Hard-headed, I just don't like to listen
Mezclando, I stay in the kitchen
Money coming in, my palms is itching
Y'all niggas ain't no competition
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Brothers
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Mm
Feels so good
Pussy blow me away
Mm, blow me away
[Verse 1]
The way you kiss me when I'm strokin' deep inside of it
I swear you ride it so good (So good)
That pussy blow me away
And I been thinkin' 'bout your smile
All mornin' for a while
'Bout the way you twist your face while I'm strokin' in and out
Girl, you shocked me, I'm so wowed
Got me slippin', I'm like, "How?"
First I met you on the 'Gram, I picked you up and took you out
Let me show you what I'm 'bout
Let them haters run they mouth
You should know you somethin' different 'cause I brought you to my house
Serve you breakfast on my couch
Anything you ever need, you know I'll be there with no doubt
I need you by my side, I hope you're here to ride
I hate to see you hurtin', my lil' baby, wipe your eyes
[Chorus]
Baby, let me pull your dress down (Dress down)
Kiss you from your neck down (Neck down)
Have you screaming "Oh"
Baby, just let me pull your dress down
Kiss you from your neck down
Have you screaming "Oh," them sex sounds
[Verse 2]
Baby, I need you in my life, it's like there's no one there
Nobody, can I turn to you next time there's no one there?
I need a girl to match my loyalty when times get rough
I turn to you 'cause I know damn well you don't give a fuck
About them, let them niggas hate
Either way, regardless what they saying, we'll be great
Let's go explore the whole world, fuck the skippin' states
You got me feelin' different, I might let it go today
[Pre-Chorus]
Mm-mm-mm, might let it go
Oh, oh, oh, might let it go
Mm-mm-mm, might let it go
Oh, oh, oh, might let it go
[Chorus]
Baby, let me pull your dress down (Dress down)
Kiss you from your neck down (Neck down)
Have you screaming "Oh"
Baby, just let me pull your dress down (Dress down)
Kiss you from your neck down (Neck down)
Have you screaming "Oh," them sex sounds
[Outro]
Oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh
Dress down, dress down
Oh
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Sex Sounds
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Lil TJay
Uh
[Verse 1]
I pop out in all new designer
Smellin' like Dolce Gabbana
Rollin' up marijuana
Ya bitch had me "Como te llamas?"
Ya bitch, she ain't really a fronter (Ooh)
Know I could fuck if I wanna
I might just tell her I love her
I might just fuck her and dub her
Last bitch I hit with a rubber (Ooh)
I couldn't bust on her covers
Had too much respect for her mother
Ain't wanna lay hands on her brother
Flexin', she all on my huevos (Ooh)
I just be chasin' these pesos
Told her I ain't tryna fuck now
She said, "I'll still give you head though"
So we went to go get a bottle (Ooh)
She said Ceretto Moscato
Chillin', I'm all at her mouth wit' it
I bust a nut and she swallowed
[Chorus]
Put TYB on my resume
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate
Put TYB on my resume
She was a average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things (Skrrt)
She was an average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
[Verse 2]
Wassup, is you tryna get high today?
'Cause I'ma need wings when I fly away
I gassed her, she thought she could ride my face
She asked me when, I said, "Yo no se"
This money be comin' in every way
I stay on my grind every-everyday
That pussy be wetter than seven lakes
I beat it, she love how I treat it (Yeah)
I know I'm the shit, I'm conceited (Yeah)
I got her addicted, she need it (Now)
If I was a book she would it read it
Said if I was a book she would read it
I'm tryna come up with my mans though
Ain't got no time for no damn ho
I kill it and leave it like Rambo
I play bitches like the piano
This money keep comin', got handfuls
And niggas be hatin', they fans though
I bug out on all instrumentals
It might be my time, but I can't go
So plenty of bitches got ran through
I'm just that nigga, it's simple
I love all the clout and attention
That's why I'ma cop me a mansion
This hustle don't come with a pension
I'm workin' on shit I ain't mentioned
I'm workin' on shit I ain't mentioned
We workin' on shit I ain't mentioned
(Mention)
[Chorus]
Put TYB on my resume (Yeah)
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate (Nah)
I fucked your bitch, I ain't hesitate (Nah)
Put TYB on my resume
She was a average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
She was an average bitch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things
[Verse 3]
Down for my niggas, don't come in between
Yeah, that's your bitch, but she comin' with me
She like my 'fro so she fuck with my team
She like the print that she see in my jeans
She said, "I'm different," I'm like, "What you mean?"
Shorty keep callin', I'm lettin' it ring
All she gon' say is, "I'm doin' my thing"
Gotta start somewhere, I'm chasin' my dream
Started off hungry like Jack and the Bean
Hurt me to say that I'm drug to the fiends
I'ma get money, that's by any means
Not worried 'bout niggas that's worried 'bout me
Yeah, I'm from Ryer and 183
Used to be deep now it's nobody free
Do it for Smelly, I do it for E
Bitches on me and I don't give a fuck
Sometimes I feel like it's all about us
Free all my niggas, I'm turnin' shit up
Codeine with the Sprite, ain't no ice in my cup
Yo' bitch finessin' my dick like a dutch
TYB Season, I'm home and it's here
I take yo bitch anytime of the year
'Bout to take off and I'm switchin' my gear
Only 16 and I'm on my way there
Niggas be hatin', I really don't care
Niggas be hatin', I really don't care
I really don't care
(I really don't care, I really don't care)
[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got up out my Birkin, It's workin'
She said she a virgin, it's hurtin'
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin'
And she know I'm a man, I'ma put that work in
And I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy
So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy
Late night sex, she can't find her panties
I couldn't hold it in, now she need a Plan B
His bitch need a Plan B
Lil TJay fancy
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Resume
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, for you, I would've done whatever (Whatever)
And I just can't believe we ain't together (We ain't together)
And I wanna play it cool (Cool), while I'm losin' you (Losin' you)
I'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring (I'll buy you any ring)
[Chorus]
You think I'm stupid, bitch now you really a dub (No)
I don't want none of your love
I can name all the lies that you told me
It's crazy 'cause I really gave you my trust
Before the fame, you ain't think I would make it
But baby girl, now I'ma show you what's up
And it's a shame I just had to be patient (You, you, you, you)
I swear on my mother I'm 'bout to blow up
You think I'm stupid, bitch now you really a dub
I don't want none of your love
I can name all the lies that you told me
It's crazy 'cause I really gave you my trust
Before the fame, you ain't think I would make it
But baby girl, now I'ma show you what's up
And it's a shame I just had to be patient
I swear on my mother I'm 'bout to blow up (You, you, you, you)
[Verse]
I'ma make something from nothin'
You tried to say you was there but you wasn't (You wasn't)
I would've gave you a kid, we was rushin' (Rushin')
Sleepin' with niggas, I swear it's disgustin' (Disgustin')
Bitch, now you broke, where the paper you touchin'?
I could be grimy and fuck with your cousin (With your cousin)
But nah, I'ma just focus on me, yeah, that's rappin' and shit (Rappin' and shit)
Time to get money and laugh at the bitch (And laugh at the bitch)
And I swear I worked hard, had to practice for this (Practice)
I be the type to assassin a bitch (Assassin)
I remember the time when I was clappin' your shit (Clappin')
With your archin' your back on my mattress and shit (On my mattress and shit)
And I'ma get money regardless (Regardless)
You a part of the reason I'm heartless (I'm heartless)
Now it's time to throw money at Starlet's (At Starlet's)
And these other lil' niggas is garbage (They garbage)
You weren't there, I was fightin' my charges
I was stuck in that jail for a year long
I was treatin' you like you my real jawn
And you throwin' no money for bail bond
But I'm still goin', still flowin'
Run up on me and I'm still blowin'
(Baby, baby, baby, no)
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, for you, I would've done whatever (Whatever)
And I just can't believe we ain't together (We ain't together)
And I wanna play it cool (Cool), while I'm losin' you (While I'm losin' you)
I'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring (Buy you any ring)
[Chorus]
You think I'm stupid, bitch now you really a dub (No)
I don't want none of your love
I can name all the lies that you told me
It's crazy 'cause I really gave you my trust
Before the fame, you ain't think I would make it
But baby girl, now I'ma show you what's up
And it's a shame I just had to be patient
I swear on my mother I'm 'bout to blow up (You, you, you)
You think I'm stupid, bitch now you really a dub
I don't want none of your love
I can name all the lies that you told me
It's crazy 'cause I really gave you my trust
Before the fame, you ain't think I would make it
But baby girl, now I'ma show you what's up
And it's a shame I just had to be patient
I swear on my mother I'm 'bout to blow up
Yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Lil Tjay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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None Of Your Love
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Verse 1]
I feel like the greatest
Only been at this for two years, thank God this shit happened so quick
Fashion me the latest, money comin' in but so do hatred
Shit ain't how I pictured, but I faced it
Emotions, I erased it, fuck havin' feelings, I replaced it
Should've peeped that fu' shit from the basis
This when the mistakes hit, tired of gettin' caught up in this fake shit
I just can't sit comfy with no snake shit
[Refrain]
I been holdin' demons inside, I can't lie
So if you ain't ready to die, then don't try
I gotta make it home so my mama don't cry
I'd rather do the sentence, least time'll go by
Feel the pain, so numb, I don't feel nothin'
Shooters still runnin' 'round with no chill button
Still be totin' in the town, finna drill somethin'
Let a nigga run up on me thinkin' I won't kill somethin'
[Verse 2]
And I keep the gang with me, try it, bet we air shit
Everybody get it, if it's static, we don't spare shit
Really on my bully, 2020, we ain't playin'
Now it's lit for everything, don't care 'bout what you sayin'
Mama, she was prayin', I was on that block late
Really put in twenty years of work, but then I got weight
Sunday I ain't never go to church because that block pay
Big .40 cal' in my shirt, no karate
Fuck what the opps say, fuck what the cops say
Big Smelly drive, E for E, that's the block way
If you feel a way, grrt-baow what the Glock say
All my niggas tryna get the bag, fuck the pop way
[Chorus]
I just want my name to be around when I ain't here
Livin' in the moment, but I want this shit for years
They like, "Tjay, bro, you made it," I still feel like I ain't there
A lot of niggas hated, I said, "Fuck it, I don't care," 'cause I'm takin' off
I'ma soon be the greatest, takin' off
I'ma soon be the greatest, takin' off
I'ma soon be the greatest, huh
I'ma soon be the greatest
[Verse 3]
Words that they did not say, dick suckin' crazy
Everybody tryna beach for clout like it's wavy
Guess I'm just too real, I stood solid, how they made me
I can never be a goofy nigga if they paid me
Songs too heat now, everything is wavy
Lot of niggas think it's competition, they amaze me
I was goin' downhill, jail kinda saved me
Gotta keep the hard work, ain't no gettin' lazy
Smokin' opposition kinda sorta got me dazy
Think you'd last a day up in my shoes, then nigga, trade me
Bitch, I need a billion in blues like I'm JAY-Z
Huh, R.I.P. to Mavy
Bitch, I'm cookin' now, got the sauce like it's gravy
If you want a feature, get your money right and pay me
Still, when the time come, it might be a maybe
It depend on the type of record that you gon' play me
I can't do a wack verse, industry would trade me
Every time you hear my name, you know I'm goin' crazy
Really, I'm a trench kid, SB really made me
Really had the same goal and dream since a baby, ooh-ooh-ooh
[Outro]
I'ma soon be the greatest
I'ma soon be the greatest
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20/20
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Tahj Money
Dmac on the fuckin' track
Bordeaux and Non Native
[Verse 1]
I'm the one who tried to make a way when we was strugglin'
I remember rain, sleet, and snow, I was hustlin'
Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government
Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga, I ain't tusslin'
Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with
Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it
Had a undertaker at your tombstone, shovelin'
Hell yeah, hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
Made it out the field with somе niggas I was thuggin' with
We'll send some shots through thеy crowd while they huddlin'
I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussin' it
Tryna make it flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan
Old bitches trippin', cut her off like a Backwood
Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood
Killers anonymous, black masks and black hoods (Yeah, uh, uh)
Walk down on him, make sure he get clapped good (Uh, uh)
[Verse 2]
I feel like the man of the hour (I do)
This gun on me (Gun on me), I'm demandin' the power (Brr)
He never talk to my face (Nah), that man is a coward
Ayy, uh, uh (Yeah)
Go lookin' for him every hour, uh
I 'member nights in the tower (I do)
She suckin' my dick out the shower
Tell her, "Be quiet," she told me fuck her even louder
Ayy, ayy, uh
Paid now (Paid now), feet up (Feet up)
All of your sneakers is beat up, uh (They are)
Percocet (Percocet), geek up (Geek up)
We see the police and we speed up
Uh, yeah, look, they tryna catch us and link us (They tryna catch us and link us)
Uh, yeah, they tryna find us (They tryna find us, nah)
But they don't know where to meet us, uh (Bow)
She wanna chill with me and all my niggas (She do)
She get extra freaky off the liquor (Uh), uh
She told us that she got a man (What?)
So we extra sneaky when I'm with her
She a lil' bad broad (Oh), she wanna go mad far (Oh-oh)
Fivio Foreign in a fast car, I'm in a fast car, uh
[Verse 3]
Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same
Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain
Tryna go out like a vet' in the game, put respect on my name
No security, I'm flexin' with gang, I'm a real one
Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
Embracin' the way of livin', I was runnin' through the field, dumb
Couple niggas disrespectin', we done killed them
Keep a shooter, they won't see, he my lil' one
Thirty shots, we ain't into usin' lil' guns
Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son
Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some
Put the glizzy to your melon, make you feel dumb
Headshot, all black, he won't feel nothin'
Couple hollows to his back, we done filled him
Headshot or a lifelong sentence, what you need for them to label you a real one
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Headshot
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
No, no
Lil Tjay, yeah
Yo, yo, yo
RellyMade
Two, three bands and you thinking shit sweet, little nigga
I ain't never gon'...
[Pre-Chorus]
Two, three bands and you thinking shit sweet, little nigga
I ain't never gon' extend my hand
If we two deep verse your whole block deep
Swear to God, I ain't never gon' fail my man
Money gon' come like the money gon' go
All these fake niggas started getting too close
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
'Cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive
[Chorus]
New drip, had to pick up some sauce
New kicks, I don't care what it cost
Ruthless, I don't care who you lost
Stupid, I done turned to a boss
And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win
They don't wanna see the young boy win
They don't wanna see a young boy win
They don't wanna see a young boy win
[Verse 1]
When I come home, there's a whole lot of gang shit
As a youngin, I just wanted to be famous
Hopped in the booth 'til we scream that we made it
Other day I was recording in the basement
Now I pull up to a show in a spaceship
How you screamin', "Day one," doin' fake shit?
Nowadays bad bitches wanna taste it
Pull up on the S, show love, that be gang shit
And if they let me in the game, I'ma change it
Ain't a lot of niggas say ever basic
Pop out, I'ma stain, Balmains and some Bape shit
Niggas see me, they ain't never gon' say shit
Bustdown, ain't never gon' take this
Money I got, lil' nigga, can't make this
Countin' blue strips, broke niggas gon' hate this
Mama so proud, I'ma take her on vacation
I be goin' hard, remember used to starve
Remember selling nicks right on the boulevard
Going downtown, tryna steal a nigga car
And if I call Tut he'll pull a nigga card
I don't play the field no more without a hammer
Brodie on the news, whole face on the camera
Free all my day one niggas out the slammer
Opp nigga told, black and white, he a panda
Got me finna run up in his crib like I'm Santa
All of this designer got me broads in Atlanta
Honestly, I ain't playin' games no more
And they been on my dick 'til my thing feel sore
Bitch said I'm trash, shorty, change your drawers
I ain't worried 'bout you, why you worried 'bout me?
I'ma still pop out with a fresh white tee
With some retro J's and some fresh Nikes
[Verse 2]
Check up, they don't wan' see me win
Flex up, I'ma jump out the gym
New water, watch that young boy swim
I got it the harder way like I'm Tim
In that Maybach, you can't see through the tint
I ride foreign but bro in a stolie
Had to make me some plays on my dolie
Think I made it, these bitches all know me
No, this is not a chain, this a trophy (Hey)
Boss up, he a baby like Jody
Used to go hit a stain for the OZ's
When I put on the ice, it be odee
I'm talking money, put that cash on a threeway
Doin' the dash on a freeway
I knew I would get it, they didn't believe me
Baby, I make it look easy
Your bitch keep callin' and sayin' she need me
I know she see me with Tjay
I'm sippin' fours of that drank, movin' slow-mo
But my whip do the speed race
She wanna link up a ho, that's a no-go
I been stackin' my cheesecake
Yeah, I get to the racks and I'm above the rim
Collecting the bag and I do it again
[Outro]
No, no
Gang, gang
Yeah
They don't wanna see the young boy win
No, no
Yeah, yeah
Gang, gang, gang, Lil Tjay
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Ruthless
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Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Grrt, ayy (Uh?)
Nah (Oh, oh)
Baow, baow, baow, baow (Woo, oh)
Baow, baow, baow, baow (Hahaha), grrt, baow
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York
[Verse 1]
Walk in the spot and it's litty, designer through city, you know I'ma turn up (Ayy)
Bro got the Henny and I got a blunt, fuck around, throw a band when I burn up (Ayy)
Shawty right here, she a freak and she move like a pro, tryna dance, so I churn her (Baow)
Think she feelin' my dick, it's the burner (Ayy)
She ain't used to my vibe, she a learner (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I gotta flex up
'Bout to cop a new piece just to glitter my neck up
Dear Father, protect us
We was young niggas dreamin' 'bout pickin' Pateks up (Baow)
Police tryna arrest us
Fuck all them niggas, don't let me get 'fessed up (Baow)
Nigga think he a wrestler (Baow)
I'ma just teach him some shit, no semester (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta get to the bag, ah (Bag)
Damn (Damn), I think I fell in love with the cash, ah
I been in the studio workin' hard to the max
I (I), can't (Can't), I cannot never, ever fall back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm in my Birkin, nigga (Yeah)
Run up, we murkin' niggas (Baow)
I got some shooters, they ready to ride (Boom, boom, boom)
I send 'em, they lurkin', nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I'm in my Birkin, nigga
Run up, I'm murkin' niggas (Gang, gang)
I got some shooters, they ready to ride
I send 'em, they lurkin', nigga (Grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow)
[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Woo)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York
[Verse 2]
Look, I'm from the town (I'm from the town)
Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down (Grrt)
Get off the stage and I jump in the crowd (Ayy)
They keep sayin' we too wild (Baow)
I fell in love with the crowd (I did)
They fell in love with the sound (They did)
Grrt (Grrt), baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Attention (Attention), move 'round with a vengeance (Ayy)
Baow (Baow), bend 'em (Bend 'em)
Throw it down, offend 'em, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm with the demons and henchmen (I am)
Uh (Uh), we can't wait until we see us a victim (Baow)
Give me the money, I need it, I'm itchin' (I do)
Them niggas know when I see them, it's different (Ayy)
Uh (Uh), I know he an opp 'cause my finger keep twitchin' (Ayy, baow)
Baow, leavin' him lifted (Leavin' him lifted)
Blicky (Blicky), blick him (Blick him), blick him (Blick him), blick him (Baow)
[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Woo)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (I'm from the mud)
[Verse 3]
Got fifty-two shots in this Glock, bet a nigga won't let up (Woo)
XD, a nigga totin' Beretta (Uh? Totin' Beretta, uh)
Rufflin' feathers (Don't get shot)
I leave 'em deader
I got your bitch suckin' on my treasure
I woo for the Floss, yeah, we do it better
I got the hoes like I'm Hugh Hefner
Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm a blue devil
One dead in Neiman, scannin', it's readin'
Perc' hit, I'm geekin', shit turn me to a demon
Bad bitch named RiRi, nice, but treeshy
She want me to breed her, I'm like, "Nah, bitch, you sneaky"
I make it rain on whoever, I make it rain that Woo weather (Woo)
Nigga, I put in pain, I'm the shooter and the driver, and I rock Cartier frames
Crush the paper up, fry the 'to, put an eighth in my spliff, roll (Woo)
Get in my zone, hop in the Rolls, smokin' opps to the face (Grrt, baow)
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Zoo York
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Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Lil Tjay
[Verse 1]
I got a plan to run up some bands
You tell me I can't, I tell you who I am
Free all my brothers that's stuck in the can
Glizzy on me, .38, it won't jam
Opp pack, I can make you a strand
Free Mark, he went dumb off a Xan'
Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan
I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram
Bitches see me and they know who I am
Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm a fan
Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm the man
I remember I was whippin' the pan
Wasn't right, but I did what I can
Fuck it, though, 'cause I'm just livin' my life
Remember times when the day wasn't bright
Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite
I'ma make sure all my niggas aight
Commissary and I'm shippin' out kites
Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight
Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night
Fire bitches started bein' polite
I remember when I wasn't they type
Now they figure I can better they life
I ain't listenin' to niggas' advice
Unless I feel what you tellin' me right
Fuck tomorrow, I'ma ball for tonight
I got potential to ball like I'm Mike
VVS diamonds, no regular ice
Heard a mistake when they see me on sight
Bitch, all that talkin' endanger your life
I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke
Bread on my head, I could double the price, nigga
[Chorus]
Runnin' your mouth
I'll have my young niggas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out
Bitch, you could mob, and no toungin' me down
Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow"
Niggas that hate they gon' wanna be down, runnin' your mouth
I'll have my young niggas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy
[Verse 2]
Designer belt holdin' my pants up
This money gon' call, I'ma answer
I used to be down, well, look at me now
I just fucked some bitch named Amanda
And bitches be blingin' my hotline
Drop top at the stop sign
You say that you flexin', boy, stop lyin'
And your bitch an eater, she not mine
And I'm goin' straight to the top, watch how I open up shop
Fuck out my way, I don't need you, I be great
Gettin' to it out of state
I need a bag, that's the reason why I spaz
Every time I'm on the track
Foot on the gas, leave them niggas in the past
I remember I was trash
Down to my last, I ain't never even ask
Now I look at y'all and laugh
Niggas be mad, why don't you look at my dab?
It's crazy this happened so fast
I'm on the road and I'm bringin' my bros
I'ma do it for all of the guys on the ave
Pop me a flag, pop me a tag
Sippin' dirty, I don't know how to act
They said I'm the new A Boogie, relax
I ain't never try to copy his swag
I'm just tryna put my hood on the map
Ellie use to live right next to the trap
Love or hate me, I'ma get to the racks
Skippin' niggas and they pull ya back
I was sleepy, I was takin' a nap
Ah, nah, nah
[Outro]
'Fore the sun even out
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out
Yo, yo, yo
Lil Tjay
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One Take
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Chorus]
I don't think you know what I go through
Just tryna put a smile up on ya face
Say I don't think you know what I go through
Just tryna make sure that you living great
You don't appreciate, all you do is complain
Put my freedom on the line, they can take it all away
All you gotta do is wait
And we gon' make it, all you gotta do is wait
[Verse 1]
I'm over here, you over there
I ain't picking up my phone, I know you scared
I'm grinding hard in the stu'
I'm always there
Don't always tell you what I do, I know you care
But I'm just trying get the bag, I know its there
I sent you out to get a bag and do ya hair
I know you figured that it's sad and it ain't fair
But if a nigga get you mad, you know I'm there
So baby you should trust me, you fucking with a star
Girl you lucky
You would, you would be a fool if you dub me
I just can't be out here looking busty, so I'm getting money
Bitches wanna fuck me, and you should understand
If you love me that I'm just trying do the best I can
I got caught up in the moment the one night stands
The one night stands but-
[Verse 2]
I'ma ride, I'ma ride for you
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma ride for you
I'ma ride for you, I'ma always find time for you
That's why I find time for you
I mean, obvious that I'ma ride with you
But if you playing I ain't trying waste no time with you
Keep it real then I get on my grind with you
But understand that I'm gon' do what I gotta do
My mindset way different from a lot of dudes
Running late, I make sure you get a ride to school
Nah not lying to you, not lying to you
I'ma always find time for you, ah
[Bridge]
Man slow down, speed it up, slow it down, speed it up
Matter fact, lay down, lemme eat it up
Pu-punani with strawberry, it’s a decent lunch
And I can take you out to dinner if you wanna meal
Lay back, Netflix, if you trying chill
I treat you like you wifey so you know its real
And I'll kill a nigga for you girl, you know I will
And I'll kill a nigga for you girl, you know I will
[Verse 3]
I remember in the crib, you was showing me the tricks
And your spits made a nigga wanna kid
I was rolling that spliff while you riding my dick
Feel ashamed that I came that quick
Now you got me reminiscing 'bout the days I miss
Other hoes play a part but they ain't my bitch
They just wanna see us ruin our relationship
Swear they wanna see us ruin our relationship
But I love them good vibes, that's what I deserve
Even though sometimes you irk me and you get on my nerves
I could always make it better when I lift up ya skirt
It surfs, yeah getting busy and I make that thing squirt
Teamwork make the dream work, now I need a clean shirt
Pussy tasted like a Tropicana out the freezer and
When I see you, I know these bitches wanna be you
And they don't even know about that Hurricane Katrina
How I knock it out like we up in the arena
I had them toes curled, but you ain't no ballerina
Yeah that's mine and I love her like my Nina
I keep her looking fly, she might just pass it if you see her
[Bridge]
Man slow down, speed it up, slow it down, speed it up
Matter fact, lay down, lemme eat it up
Punani with strawberry, it’s a decent lunch
And I can take you out to dinner if you wanna meal
Lay back, Netflix, if you trying chill
I treat you like you wifey so you know its real
And I'll kill a nigga for you girl, you know I will
And I'll kill a nigga for you girl, you know I will
[Chorus]
But I don't think you know what I go through
Just tryna put a smile up on ya face
Say I don't think you know what I go through
Just tryna make sure that you living great
You don't appreciate, all you do is complain
Put my freedom on the line, they can take it all away
All you gotta do is wait
And we gon' make it all you gotta do is wait
Wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait
Wait, wait, wait
[Outro]
Lil Tjay
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Ride For You
|
Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Lil Tjay (Oh my God, is that Avery? Oh)
Yeah, oh, oh (Yeah), oh
Oh, yeah, oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh (Oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Back when I met you I thought you were special (Oh)
Something 'bout you, just couldn't forget you (Oh-oh, oh)
Swear to God, I regret how you played me
Can't believe I was me and I let you (Oh-oh)
Bet you gon' miss all them nights when I sexed you
Bet you gon' miss when I'm hard to get next to (Oh)
Bet you gon' miss all them roses and petals
Where you gon' look when you ready to settle? (Oh-oh)
Nevеr my way, little shorty, I'm gone
This ain't gon' work, we ain't gеttin' along (Oh-oh, oh)
I can't sit right with you doing me wrong
I know it gon' hurt when you hear this song
[Chorus]
'Cause you been playing games
And I been feeling strange
Girl, I don't want you to think I want these games
I will move on, move on, move on (Oh)
Don't make me move on, move on, move on, oh (Yeah)
Move on, move on, move on (Oh)
Don't make me move on, move on, move on (Yeah)
[Verse]
Oh, I gotta go, 2020 now, you should see I'm changin' shit (Yeah)
Growin' up and I'm the man, yeah
To these bands, ain't got time to change a bitch (Yeah)
I think I want me a Bentley, foreign car just to change the whip (Yeah)
They like, "Tjay, you different," I tell 'em, "I know" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm focused on changin' shit
Focused, ain't playin no games with this
Car cruise, I got lane assist
Hop in the stu' (Yeah), and start flamin' shit
Got out them trenches, they dangerous, they dangerous, no (Yeah)
I was gon' ride for you, and it would be too much just to lie to you (Yeah, yeah)
So, I'ma just keep it a buck, you're out of luck if you think me sayin' I'm goin' is a bluff (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma leave, sit down, sit and breathe
I need your bad energy apart from me
I know Smelly up guarding me
Somethin' told me you ain't smart for me, no
[Pre-Chorus]
Back when I met you I thought you were special (Oh)
Something 'bout you, just couldn't forget you (Oh-oh, oh)
Swear to God, I regret how you played me
Can't believe I was me and I let you (Oh-oh)
Bet you gon' miss all them nights when I sexed you
Bet you gon' miss when I'm hard to get next to (Oh)
Bet you gon' miss all them roses and petals
Where you gon' look when you ready to settle? (Oh-oh)
Never my way, little shorty, I'm gone
This ain't gon' work, we ain't gettin' along (Oh-oh, oh)
I can't sit right with you doing me wrong
I know it gon' hurt when you hear this song
[Chorus]
'Cause you been playing games
And I been feeling strange
Girl, I don't want you to think I want these games
I will move on, move on, move on (Oh)
Don't make me move on, move on, move on, oh (Yeah)
Move on, move on, move on (Oh)
Don't make me move on, move on, move on, oh (Yeah)
[Outro]
Move on, move on, on
Move on, move on, on
Move on, move on, move on, move on, move on, move on
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Uh, uh, oh-woah-oh
Oh, woah, oh-woah-woah, oh
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Move On
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
I just like the sound of it
Grr, bow, bow, bow
Grr, bow
[Verse 1]
Y'all do not know me, I shoot like I'm Kobe
That boy really tough on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
I ain't for nothin', just check my portfolio
Really come from a block where they bang, bang
Protect that Glock, oh, this Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you 'bout what you claimin', then show me though
One in the head, you gon' die tryna toe-to-toe
Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
If you thinkin' I'ma lose, then you dumb as fuck
Pop out, drippin' diamonds, ooh, Bentley butter cup
Youngest out my city, keep it smooth just to sum it up
No security, you see me, but that Glock spit
Youngest nigga doin' it, that's why I pop shit
VVS's drippin' water, it's like a mosh pit
Really not shit, but I'm movin' like I'm hot shit
Legal money comin' in, I started off robbin'
True to evеrything I did, there's really no flagin'
All my shit been goin' up, lil' nigga, no dodgin'
And I'ma keep on comin' with thе heat, I'm hoggin'
Trench kid, glitter on the piece, stop sobbin'
Why them niggas hatin'? It defeats my noggin
If that ain't really your beef, stop sidin'
Say you tryna run in these streets, stop hidin', huh
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Run it up)
Niggas broke 'cause they be on that funny stuff (Broke)
Richard Mille, my wrist be on— (Ooh)
I done came way too far, I can't fuck it up
I got niggas that die by the gang, gang (Gang)
Stupid, be honest, you fuck with us (Hey)
Hearin' no one can slide, I be clutchin' up (Bah)
Know the haters mad, they got enough of us (Ooh)
[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (Woo, woo)
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Woo, woo, run it up)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Oh)
I just stack up that money, I run it up (Racks)
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up (Who)
What the fuck they gon' tell me? My money up (Woo, woo)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (Woo, woo)
[Verse 2]
Double up (Double), run it up
Lamborghini with the bubble guts (Woo)
Got them bands and I'm flexin', hold my muscle up (Flex)
I'ma stand on the business when it's time to buck (Stand on it)
I get paper in the morning when I'm wakin' up (Wake up)
Make my bitch get your bitch, come and fuck on us (Fuck on)
Make a hit with that switch, now my opps are dust (Grrah)
Put my racks in the wall, now it's growin' rust (Racks)
Diamond chain get to swangin', they know it's us (Woo)
They know it's me (Know it's me)
Pinky ring get to singin' like Jodeci (Woo)
Double R and it came with a notary (Notary)
I see stars, I'm a star like it's 'posed to be (Stars)
I pop bars, only way I can go to sleep (Fall asleep)
When my gang needed me, bought a hunnid Ps (Gang)
Put the Patek on, my wrist a masterpiece (Patek)
Put some diamonds on her and some double Cs (Hey)
Fuck these niggas, I'm up (Up)
Kickin' my shit like I won the World Cup (Kick it)
Start from the tip, baby, suck (Woo)
Beat that shit down, baby girl need a crutch (Crutch)
Hunnids keep comin', you know that's a must
If you talkin' money then we can discuss (Woo)
[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, uh, ooh
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Yeah)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up, run it up)
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up)
I just stack up that money, I run it up (Mm)
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up (Oh)
What the fuck they gon' tell me? My money up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (Go)
[Verse 3]
I been runnin' that money up, puttin' on (Go)
Ain't no end to this trend, it's a marathon (Go)
Different breed, I might bust down a herringbone (Look)
Board a flight with them racks in my carry-on
Talkin' 'bout money, you know who to call (Bagg)
It look like a riot, I fucked up the mall (Woah)
She diggin', have me and my whole circle, boss (Gang)
Gave me some top through my Ethika draws (Uh)
Earrings one-fifty, I'm thuggin', I'm hood
I lock the screw back and put erasers on 'em (Ghetto)
Wide body Daytona, bending the corner
Them hitters ain't renters, the tag Arizona
Ain't get no diploma (Nope)
Shot dice for the J's, the freshest dude in the schoolhouse (Turn up for)
You ain't gangster, you went, took the smooth route (Been a ho)
Ran it up, now my pockets look too stout
Never enough, man, I gotta go get some more
Sold enough gas to go buy me a Texaco (Good petrol)
Now I'm on the charts, I'm runnin' up streams
My niggas still got what you need though (Go)
Built my name from the ground, I ain't have no help (No)
It's just me versus me, beefin' with myself (Bagg)
It was time I woke 'em up, they overslept (Get up)
Run it up, run it up, still ain't out of breath (Go)
[Chorus]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Ooh)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I just stack up that money, I run it up
Give a fuck 'bout who love me, I run it up
What the fuck they gon' tell me? My money up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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Run It Up
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Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like
Na-na-na-na, every day (Lil Tjay)
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
[Chorus]
I got some funny feelings in my head and, girl, I don't know what to call it (Call)
Too iffy and quick, I can't say that it's love, but I know that I want some more of it (More)
These feelings been stuck in my head, ain't too big on love, but with you, I'm all for it (No)
See the world, me and you, we can tour it
Like, fuck all them bitches, ain't shit to ignore it (Oh)
Daily, you be on my mind, my heart hurt, beat, and bruised from the owner before it (Oh)
Got a good feeling this time, I been focused on you and I cannot ignore it (No)
Better than all of them combined
See, nothin' bеtter than callin' you mine (Oh)
You a ten out of tеn, you a dime
Fuck all the others, leave that shit behind
[Verse 1]
Girl, you ever loved a gangster? (No)
Got a feelin' that you never did (Nah)
It's a different type of love, different type of hug
Tryna catch it from a kid (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I been through mad stuff
And my background and past rough (Rough)
Takin' shots, got my glass up
My life started a disaster (Star)
Lately, feelings just been faster
Trench Kid preachin' like a pastor
You been on my mind, shit been out of line
Normally, I be on Casper
Normally, I keep it smooth
Guard up high like I'm a master
But it's somethin' 'bout you
I can't see through
[Chorus]
I got some funny feelings in my head and, girl, I don't know what to call it (Call)
Too iffy and quick, I can't say that it's love, but I know that I want some more of it (More)
These feelings been stuck in my head, ain't too big on love, but with you, I'm all for it (No)
See the world, me and you, we can tour it
Like, fuck all them bitches, ain't shit to ignore it (Oh)
Daily, you be on my mind, my heart hurt, beat, and bruised from the owner before it (Oh)
Got a good feeling this time, I been focused on you and I cannot ignore it (No)
Better than all of them combined
See, nothin' better than callin' you mine (Oh)
You a ten out of ten, you a dime
Fuck all the others, leave that shit behind
[Verse 2]
Sidestep, that's my flex
And you gon' die if you keep tryna play games
All I know is treacherous, fuck around, it's straight flames
Hate pain, but it's all through my veins
Rollin' dope, it go straight to my mind
How you be feelin', I'm one of a kind
Can't no one hold me back, how they gon' hold me back?
Destined to win, ain't no blockin' my shine
Took me a minute, I waited
Every year, shit get greater, I'm stuck in my prime
Soon get better, it's way more than fine
I be the type to just say less and grind
[Outro]
Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singing like
Na-na-na-na, every day
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay
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In My Head
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Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
B-B-B-Boyfifty
Long, long, long time
Long, long, long time
Lil TJay
[Chorus]
Diamonds, they dancin' all over my body
You try to take them it turn to a homi'
Thotties be on me, I just catch the Mosi'
Sippin' on lean, now I feel like a zombie
I'm wit' the gang, it be dumb if you try me
I tell my hoes, "Rake it up," like Yo Gotti
I do my thing and I fuck up a party
Niggas that hate, they gonna wanna say "Sorry"
Free my guys, I ain't seen 'em in a long, long, long time
We gon' shine, that's the reason why I stay on my grind
Niggas dyin', that's the reason why I stay near my nine
Can't be mine, made a promise that we all gon' be fine
[Verse 1]
Yeah, whoa
Nigga, I switch up my flow
Yeah, bro, all of my niggas on go
Pesos, niggas ain't gettin' to those
I put my necklace on froze
I put a band on my toes
This was a dream, now my goals gettin' bigger
Bringin' all my niggas
Ooh, we don't care 'bout the opps, they don't bust no triggers
Yeah, yeah
I had to get on my Birkin, just so they see that I'm workin'
Spinnin' the Wraith, we ain't duckin' from the jakes
Legal money in the safe
I remember them days locked down in the cage
Calender full of days
Camera see my whole face
Got sentenced on the case
Maxed out to the day (Nah)
They ain't cut me no break
They ain't cut me no break
[Chorus]
Diamonds, they dancin' all over my body (Body)
You try to take them it turn to a homi' (Homi')
Thotties be on me, I just catch the Mosi' (Mosi')
Sippin' on lean, now I feel like a zombie (Zombie)
I'm wit' the gang, it be dumb if you try me
I tell my hoes, "Rake it up," like Yo Gotti
I do my thing and I fuck up a party
Niggas that hate, they gonna wanna say "Sorry"
Free my guys, I ain't seen 'em in a long, long, long time
We gon' shine, that's the reason why I stay on my grind
Niggas dyin', that's the reason why I stay near my nine
Can't be mine, made a promise that we all gon' be fine
[Verse 2]
Niggas hate, they so fake, tryna stand up in my face
Skipping states, on probation so I swear this shit ain't safe
They be lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin' on my name
I was cryin', cryin', cryin', broski died up in my face
So much pain, no gain, feel like music all I got
Feel like I let broski down if we don't make it to the top
Nigga run up, I don't know him, swear to God I'm sendin' shots
I was posted on the corner tryna sell shit like the Ocks
Bodies drop, bodies drop
Swear to God this shit won't stop
Bodies drop, bodies drop
Swear to God this shit won't stop
They be lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin', lyin' on my name
I was cryin', cryin', cryin', broski died up in my face
[Chorus]
Diamonds, they dancin' all over my body (Body)
You try to take them it turn to a homi' (Homi')
Thotties be on me, I just catch the Mosi' (Mosi')
Sippin' on lean, now I feel like a zombie
I'm wit' the gang, it be dumb if you try me
I tell my hoes, "Rake it up," like Yo Gotti
I do my thing and I fuck up a party
Niggas that hate, they gonna wanna say "Sorry"
Free my guys, I ain't seen 'em in a long, long, long time
We gon' shine, that's the reason why I stay on my grind
Niggas dyin', that's the reason why I stay near my nine
Can't be mine, made a promise that we all gon' be fine
[Outro]
Long, long, long time
Long, long, long time
Long, long, long time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Long Time
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Lil Tjay
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[Chorus]
Grateful for the shit I got 'cause I come from a hard life
Demons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archive
Feds lookin' out tryna bring a nigga down
Just thinkin' 'bout the possibility, I frown
Far out on that water, Father, don't let me drown
I can hear my grandma sayin', "Don't let me down"
People wanna kill me, always keep my gun 'round
Pray I squeeze first, I can't lose the millies I found
[Verse 1]
Bussin' off the stoinky wishin' I was off a bean, no stalk
I was hungry for that money like a fiend
Too deep in that water, my life ain't have no order
Melodic blue stories, I'm feelin' like Baby Keem
I do my own thing, fuck it, I took seven shots, no shame
Back to wall, I'm still gon' blow you down, I ain't no stain
Flow on Wayne, I don't give a fuck about no ceiling
'Cause we catch a opp and send him to the sky (Doot)
They be like, "Tjay, why do you move around with all them fuckin' guns?"
I just tell 'em that's 'cause I don't wanna die
And trust me, I don't lie, can't fuck up, I'm a star right now
If I wasn't quick to blow, I would be in the stars right now
[Verse 2]
Shittin' on these niggas be my hobby
I know they mad wishin' they had finished me entirely
Shassa with me, lil' bro say he tryna catch a body
Seen bullets hit a opp, before he died, his face said, "Why me?"
How the fuck I'm livin'? All these niggas wan' fry me
One day they'll stop overlookin' my gift, that's wallahi
Millies in my bank account, but still ain't nothin' jolly
These niggas back and forth tryna pop up like a ollie
You heard they killed who? Drugs talkin', sound like Molly
Can someone tell the vlogs get off of my D?
Never had no doubt if I'm gon' make it or no prolly
'Cause I ain't Dummy, Rah, U.E., or Woo Lotti
[Outro]
No, I can't lose the millies I found
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Beat the Odds
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Lil Tjay
Niggas gon' hate, I don't care about 'em
Niggas gon' hate, I don't care about 'em
Not at all
[Chorus]
No one can stop me, I feel like the greatest
Bro said be humble, I patiently waited
All of this love and I ain't even made it
I got a plan for them niggas that hated
Run up some bands for my bros, I'ma make it
They want me gone, I can't walk around naked
Even my brother got caught, and he ate it
No one can stop me, I feel like the greatest
[Verse 1]
Hop in the foreign, I'm driftin' off stupid
Niggas be broke like the fuck is you doing?
Started off strong but there's room for improvement
I ain't for nothing, Milwaukee, I'm booming
Love ain't for me, now it's static with Cupid
Bitches in love with the way that I sing
They ain't want Tjay before this whole movement
Now they dick ride 'cause I'm doin' my thing
Still posted up on the block with the gang
Spin through your hood, I ain't tuckin' my chain
Bro got a chop with a whole lot of range
Said be consistent, ain't nothin' gon' change
Now that I'm speaking out honestly
I be flexing, but I'm still in poverty
Move my mom out the hood, do it properly
Give a fuck if you look at me awkwardly
No Monopoly, I'm about property
I don't owe niggas shit but respect
Yeah, one day I was going through stress
Matter fact, I'm just wasting my breath
And now I'ma just talk about all of these bands
How I'm so grateful I'm not in the can
How I'm so grateful for all of my fans
How I'm so grateful I am who I am, huh
Balmain the sweater, huh
Truey the pants, he did it again
Looking forward to a show in Japan
I think Dexter better lay off the Xans
Throwin' water on my chain 'cause I can
Applyin' pressure, now they shakin' my hands
Niggas ain't gettin' no paper
I know that's the reason they hate, that's my gun on my waist
Test Gwuapo, get shot in your face
And there ain't no room for debate
I know these niggas gon' hate
But my life is still goin' great
Pop out, Givenchy and Bape
We from the trenches
It's easy to hop over fences
The D's tryna build up a case
Stay with a weapon
It's either a Glock or a Wesson
That bitch shoot you right in your face
[Verse 2]
Feel like the greatest, I think I'm the G.O.A.T
Please don't get naked, I just want the throat
Out of my Birkin, I feel like it's workin'
Yeah, bitches be burgers, ain't even a joke
Feel like a star when I hop in the Wraith
It don't matter the place, I ain't tuckin' my chain
Only my brothers, ain't fuckin' with lames
I don't care what you tell me, ain't nothin' gon change
Ran up some bands, now I'm up like a plane
I was just hungry, ain't nothin' was funny
Y'all do what y'all do, I'ma stay in my lane
Hop in the booth and I'm spittin' that pain
I was a youngin that couldn't be tamed
Thinkin' shit funny like Tjay a stain
And I'ma get money regardless
Kill a nigga be easy, I'm heartless
I'm so young with a whole lot of charges
In the booth I be workin' my hardest
Boy tried to diss me, I swear that shit garbage
It won't be long 'til I walk down the carpet
Cop me a ladder, I took off the market
Red and green beam, I ain't missing my target
Run if you stupid, run if you stupid
Word to Smelly I won't hesi' to shoot shit
Told my niggas we gon' ball like I'm hoopin'
In the streets, I'm a fighter, Hadoken
Started winnin', I got tired of losin'
Know about it, don't why know they accusin'
Three lines got me deady, I'm snoozin'
Back up 'cause I'm seein' illusions
Bro told me grind, bro told me grind
All this fake love, I don't pay it no mind
Got a story and it's one of a kind
Independent, but I could've got signed
Cooking fire, baking soda combined
Do the math, I turned 8 in '09
17 and your boy in his prime
Free bro, he got off with a dime
Free verse? Is you out of your mind?
Only gang, do whatever for mine
Running, running, tryna get me a bag
Running, running, tryna get to it fast
Niggas talkin' like they bitches, they chat
Spin the block and we spinning it back
I was in the field cookin' the crack
One in the head, I ain't cocking it back
G side stackin' static, they smacked
SB, put my hood on the map, gang gang
[Outro]
No one can stop me I feel like the greatest
Got to be humble, I patiently waited
No one can stop me, I feel like the greatest
Yeah
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Goat
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
Eight
'Bout the wait
Bein' in the hood with no escape
Learned from my mistakes
Sentence on cases
[Verse 1]
Back when I was five years old, I knew that I was gon' be great
I found my gift for music back around the age of eight
I knew I'd be successful, it was more about the wait
So unacceptable as being in the hood with no escape
My mama taught me right but I just learned from my mistakes
Started washing up the day I caught a sentence on the case
Hunger pains shaped me to the way I am today
I gotta live with it, feelings that won't ever go away
Not every day I pray, but that ain't nothing cute to say
The money good, but how I know my buzz is finna stay?
Put my all into this music, I ain't make it here to play
Came a long way from booking niggas, me and Trigga Trey
Okay, I'm just tryna shed a little bit of light
And motivate them kids who haven't found they way in life
Remember I ain't have nowhere to lay my head at night
Trappin' on the block, I was sellin' weed and dirty Sprite
Don't wait until you hurtin' 'fore you choose to pray to Christ
Shooter on my package, you ever see me on them bikes
Still be in my hood, I'm comin' up, I'm playin' dice
I earned my stripes so I walk around my city like shit nice
On God, I wish I could make sure everybody eat
Red bottoms drippin' off of everybody feet
Hard feelings, I be thinking everybody keep
And I'm workin' hard, I be up while everybody sleep
Asthma acting up, fuck it, I don't really care
Still spittin' bars while I'm wheezing for some air
Pocket hold a deuce, and yeah, it's small, I'm well aware
When it flare, hit your melon, bet your salsa hit the air
VVS's diamonds on me, reason why they stare
Youngest out the city, reason I don't really care
Hatin' on my body, best believe I'm well aware
Caught a milli' on the 'Gram, lil' boy, you're nowhere near
Flexed up, just was next up, now I'm up now
Down to Earth, true to all my fans, I could touch ground
Run up on me thinkin' I don't got it, you get pumped down
Bustdown, glizzy in my pocket, stupid nigga
No security, 18, I don't think they hearing me
Apparently niggas ain't real, shit be scaring me
I'm glizzied up, got that glizzy tucked, why they fearing me?
Rap nigga try to throw shade, why he daring me?
18, got a clean record thanks to YO
Your bitch, she swallow
You feel a way, then catch a hollow
And hits really nothin', we don't really care for five-o
I been doin' this shit, as a kid I was nine-o
But they don't really know that, somethin' like a throwback
Tryna clean the image up so I don't wanna show that
Headed to the top, I ain't never tryna go back
Signs you see me throwin' up, they nothin' like a zodiac
Fuck the other side, see my nuts, they can hold that
Showin' off them pistols, I ain't never seen you blow that
Smelly hella proud and the opps already know that
If y'all want me gone, why don't you come and pull up where a show at?
No cap
[Interlude]
No cap (Niggas already know I was gon' make it)
Man, she know I was gon' make it
You know I was gon' make it, yeah
I can talk my, my stuff now
'Cause we out here
No, yeah, you act tough inside the school
And out here, look at you today, yeah, quiet
[Verse 2]
Remember sellin' white up on the block
Tryna make some knots
D's try to run up in the spot
Me and Smelly sittin' in the trap
Smokin' on the pack
Wrong crib, all you smell is crack
And I done put my trenches onto rap
I wish I could go back
To August 14th to be exact
That's when my nigga Smelly would be here
Trauma so severe
I had to watch him crying out for air
Bet he's in the air, make me cough
Spinnin' through the fourth
Catch an opp, I'm finna take him off
And I call the shots, I'm a boss
Skinny version Ross
Dummy in the air, take a loss
[Outro]
Y'all niggas gon' get me caught up, man
Got me talkin' hot and shit, man
Niggas know my body though
SB the fuck up, gang
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No Escape
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Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
(JD On Tha Track)
No, no, no, no
Ooh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Niggas can say what they want, say what they want, they must not want me to win
This shit not cap or pretend, I lost a friend, I see an opp, I go in
Got me some shit that extend, you just all talk, how you ain't never come spin?
I told my mama to grin, we at the top, I ain't been broke in a min'
Father, my bad for the sin, since I began, I just got lost in the wind
I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer, he gotta come home again
I need like fifty a show, that's how it go, I pick up half at the end
Young nigga settin' a trend, copped me a Bimmer, truly, I wanted a Benz
[Verse 1]
Everybody grind, everybody eat
I been on my grind on my two feet
Butterfly doors, it's a two-seat
JT, finna punch, call it Bruce Lee
We'll spin a nigga block only two deep
Nigga ran out his socks like a new feet
Mini Mack got knocked, but he loopy
Wanna see my whole block livin' Gucci
And the good die young, SIP Poochie
Walk around with two chops, Lil Ducie
Outta town, finna cop Lil Uzi
Know a lot of pussy niggas wanna shoot me
Wear my hat to the back, I ain't whoopty
Had your main bitch eat, she a groupie
I remember block days, it was 2P
In the cell writin' bars under two sheets
I remember when the crib had no heat
I remember when the opps wanted no beef
I remember spinnin' blocks in a stoley
Seen a nigga get burned with a bogey
I done seen a good kid startin' OD
I done seen bro die front of police
So I try not to cry every day now
Swear I still feel the pain when I lay down
If you hit, pussy nigga, better stay down
You ain't never moved guns through the Greyhound
You ain't never gon' spin when it came down
And I really wanna hear what you say now
Keep a pole every day, we don't play 'round
Backpack got a stash, it's a Sprayground
I remember tryna jugg out the playground
In the stu' goin' hard every day now, no, no
[Chorus]
Niggas can say what they want, say what they want, they must not want me to win
This shit not cap or pretend, I lost a friend, I see an opp, I go in
Got me some shit that extend, you just all talk, how you ain't never come spin?
I told my mama to grin, we at the top, I ain't been broke in a min'
Father, my bad for the sin, since I began, I just got lost in the wind
I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer, he gotta come home again
I need like fifty a show, that's how it go, I pick up half at the end
Young nigga settin' a trend, copped me a Bimmer, truly, I wanted a Benz
[Verse 2]
I hope my mother forgive, shit that I did, she ain't expect from a kid
It's just the way that it is, stick to your biz 'fore you start runnin' your jibs
I know some killers and goons, I send 'em lurkin', they finna get you by noon
You could get swept like a broom, heaven got room, you finna go up there soon
What you assume?
Had to eat, I ain't start with no spoon
Feel like brother just got me in tune
Now I'm finna shoot off to the moon
Numbers goin' like Sonic, they zoom
Bitches fiendin' to give up they coo'
Made a milli', so long from a goon
I'ma have me a billion soon, nah, nah
I'ma reach for the stars
I'm still gon' cop me a new Audemar
Had to let go like five at the bar
Told the dealership upgrade my car
I be the man, two milli' plus on the 'Gram, learn what you don't understand
You just a fan, soon as you saw me, you ran, bro caught a hit off the Xan'
Boy, I'ma blam, that's what you don't understand, no, we ain't finna throw hands, no, no
Nigga tryna steal my shine
I'ma clap 'fore you try to take mine (No, no, no, no)
Lately I been on my grind, for a fact, we gon' all be fine (No, no, no, no)
Haters tryna waste my time, for a fact, I don't pay 'em no mind
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Go In
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Lil Tjay
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[Verse]
I wish my bro was here to see me grind
I wish I had a chance to talk to him just one more time
Fake niggas takin' over, real niggas hard to find
So I keep a nine, we both got it like he dropped a dime
It’s rules to these streets niggas must respect
Niggas talkin', they be lyin' to you, flexin’, I'm fuckin' vexed
I touched down in a new jet
I got some diamonds on my body, reason why these niggas upset
I got some money I ain't touch yet
I got some bitches with a nice lil body I ain't fucked yet
I got some bitches in my crib
And that's my bad, I was slackin', they should find out where I live
'Cause I’m somebody, nigga’s nobody
These niggas, they be talkin' ’bout me, they don't know 'bout me
I keep the pole on me, I can't slip, run up on him, he gon’ dip
I got the four fifth, we gon' spin right up in that whip
We go spinnin' through the third, we gon' spin up on your side
Everybody, Smelly drive, call my brothers, they gon' ride
We gon' run up in your crib, open up and get inside
Niggas talkin' crazy, right up in the kitchen they gon' hide
Ain't nobody gon' survive when I pull up with the nine
I ain't playin' games, bullets comin' right for your spine
Bullets right for your eye, I'm just hopin' that you die
I just want to see you dead, we don't need the opps to lie
See his momma cry, homicide, bottom line, spittin' off the top
Used to serve up on the block, I'm servin' knots
I remember in the kitchen, we was tryin' to whip the pan
Niggas talkin' 'bout me, they don't even know 'bout who I am
Now niggas upset, I gotta win and get this bag, I ain't up yet
I was early mornin' on my grind tryin' to get these dollars
These niggas talkin', I ain't never been a fuckin' scholar
And I been in school, go to math, go to class, gotta get these bags
Niggas they be talkin', you was broke, then we gon' cut your ass
Cuttin' class, I was in the hallways and the staircase
These niggas, they be talkin', I'ma show you I ain't fairway
I'ma shoot you in your face, shit I'm gon' shoot you in your eye
I'ma shoot you in your tooth, I'ma shoot in your neck
Niggas talkin', I might have to go and shoot you in your vest
If you run up on me now then I'ma shoot you up and flex
I ain't playin' games, I ain't sayin' names, I ain't tuckin' chains
Gettin' chicken like the wings, totin' big things
I ain't playin' games, when we ride niggas gon' hide
I said niggas gon' hide, hot nine
And now spittin' right off the top
Remember when I was spittin' right up on the block
I said I had to light some candles for my nigga Smelly
You run up on me, got some shots right for your belly
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Lil Tjay | Funk Flex | #Freestyle108
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Lil Tjay
|
[Intro]
Yeah
Lil Tjay
Yeah-ah
[Chorus]
I still can't even go to sleep, you still can't get over me
I thought you was real, how you fuck someone so close to me
Messed me up emotionally, this ain't how it's 'posed to be
And I know, I know, I know
I still can't even go to sleep, you still can't get over me
I thought you was real, how you fuck someone so close to me
Messed me up emotionally, this ain't how it's 'posed to be
And I know, I know, I know
[Verse 1]
You told me you was gon' hold it down
All this time you hoed around
Ain't no point explaining, I ain't capping, girl, it's over now
This is from my heart, my soul
I just had to let you know
You fucked up something good, you couldn't be with me on the road
When I told you I'm gon' ride for you
I ain't even lie to you
So I'ma do what I'ma do
And you move on if possible
Failure, that ain't optional, chasing after dreams now
It ain't nothing stopping you, go ahead and leave now
I can't slack, I'm back on my grind
But last week I was losing my mind
Never intended on doing you sly
And it's gon' hurt when I leave you behind
[Chorus]
I still can't even go to sleep, you still can't get over me
I thought you was real, how you fuck someone so close to me
Messed me up emotionally, this ain't how it's 'posed to be
And I know, I know, I know
I still can't even go to sleep, you still can't get over me
I thought you was real, how you fuck someone so close to me
Messed me up emotionally, this ain't how it's 'posed to be
And I know, I know, I know
[Verse 2]
You said that I fucked around
I feel like you let me down
You don't even know who got me tripping with that run around
This is from my heart, my soul
Yeah I'm done with all that love shit
I've seen the red flags, I no longer ignore it
Telling more lies again, talking 'bout you sorry and
You gon' have me scuffling, silly-ass bitches be troubling
You fool me once, I get you twice back, look who's laughing
You gon' be mad when I get tight and get to clapping
I know you busy and back on your grind
But, see, it's slow for you wasting my time
I keep it pushing and going, get mine
Just in, believe that I'm gonna be fine
[Outro]
I still can't even go to sleep, you still can't get over me
I thought you was real, how you fuck someone so close to me
Messed me up emotionally, this ain't how it's 'posed to be
And I know, I know, I know (Stupid)
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Post to Be
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
Uh, yeah
Mm, baow
[Chorus]
Really not in the mood right now
Hennessy got me boozed right now
Mama told me to stack my chips
Feelin' like I can't lose right now (Uh)
I see niggas keep playin' these games
They must got us confused right now
Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop (Uh, huh)
I got somethin' to prove right now (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, look, this .40'll do it, huh (Baow)
It don't even matter who shootin', huh (Nah)
They gettin' mad at the movement, huh (Uh)
You got a problem what we doin'? (Uh)
I saw niggas love, huh (I saw niggas love)
And I saw niggas hate, huh (And I saw niggas hate)
I thought niggas real (I thought niggas real)
But I know niggas fake (Grrt, baow)
Look, .45 is on the waist, huh (Huh)
If they come, I do the chase (Skrrt)
I couldn't breathe, runnin' from the jakes (Nah)
I almost gave up every other day, huh, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
We made a way, huh (We made a way)
We not the same, we never relate (Nah)
This is big food for the plate
They tell me go drill, I never debate (Grrt, baow)
[Verse 2]
I keep a knocker, I ain't come to play
Niggas be suckin' on me like they gay
But let someone run up on me, I'ma spray
I got a green dot on my pole
Still finna hit him if he run away
I heard a couple hunnid on my soul
But they see me and look the other way
I don't promote but heavy on the gang shit
If you think I'm lackin', then you brainless
Hunnid K up on my neck
A nigga try to front and I'ma make him famous
Otherwise, I ain't finna entertain it
You should get the picture I done painted
I don't go nowhere without my stainless
They know my body, I be movin' dangerous
[Chorus]
Really not in the mood right now
Hennessy got me boozed right now
Mama told me to stack my chips
Feelin' like I can't lose right now
I see niggas keep playin' these games
They must got us confused right now
Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop
I got somethin' to prove right now (Grrt, baow)
[Verse 3]
DOA, we got the city on lock (City on lock)
Backdoor season, better have your knocks (Grrah, baow)
In my whip
Still get shot with your bitch if you like it or not (If you like it or not)
Like, lace your kicks, don't run, don't trip when I walk in the spot, like (Don't run, don't trip)
Got the drop, you get smacked with the pole for thinkin' that he hot, like (Pussy)
I'm with Setty (Like), ayo Fivi' (Fivi'), where the wettys? (Where the wettys?)
He tried to run in the store (Like), I ain't showin' remorse (Grrah), he get shot in the deli (Grrah)
Faceshot, no belly
Layup, no jelly
I know they mad that they freed me
I ran up a milli', know they should've kept me (Grrah, grrah-grrah)
[Chorus]
Really not in the mood right now (Nah)
Hennessy got me boozed right now (Grrt, baow)
Mama told me to stack my chips (Baow)
Feelin' like I can't lose right now (Grrt)
I see niggas keep playin' these games (Baow)
They must got us confused right now (Uh)
Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I got somethin' to prove right now (Grrt, baow)
[Outro]
Hahaha
Ayy, y'all fuckin' with them niggas?
Grrt, baow
Hahaha
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Not In The Mood
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
I'm not here for all your small talk or your morning coffee
I'd rather catch a body than catch feelings for somebody
I barely know
If you're looking for the one, you shouldn't get too close
But if you like falling for strangers
If you like dancing with danger
If you like crossing lines, wasting time
You're temporarily just my type
If you like falling for strangers, if you like
[Chorus]
I used to wanna see the world with you
But, girl, you know damn well shit done changed
I guess that's just how life goes, we gettin' too grown for the childish games
And I don't know why I'd even try again and again, no
[Verse 1]
Lot of shit you said when we argued
Was just so petty, not gon' lie, it still stick
You tryna say it is what it ain't, all love-hate, I can't
Bro said fuck these hoes, we tryna get rich
You got me in that mood, I be so low
Don't wanna eat my food, I be home solo
I wanted to be toxic, shut you up, it's hot shit
Been gettin' to your head, should've kept you my ho
And I don't know why I'd even try again and again
And I don't know why I'd even try again and again
[Bridge]
If you like falling for strangers
If you like dancing with danger
If you like crossing lines, wasting time
You're temporarily just my type
If you like falling for strangers, if you like
[Verse 2]
I'm still trippin' off the shit that you last said to me
I'm still trippin' on the lies that you had fed to me
I'm still trippin', but I shouldn't 'cause it's done now
I'm still missin' what I thought in you I once found
I took you 'round the world, seven nights in Paris
I gave you everything and now you act like it don't matter
I defended you to friends, now you got me embarrassed
I even took you home and introduced you to my parents
And it's time money can't buy back with you
And it's hard to admit that I still want you
Yeah, it's hard to admit, but it's still the truth
Are you still, are you still down?
[Outro]
I'm not here for all your small talk or your morning coffee
I'd rather catch a body than catch feelings for somebody
I barely know
If you're looking for the one, you shouldn't get too close
But if you like falling for strangers
If you like dancing with danger
If you like crossing lines, wasting time
You're temporarily just my type
If you like falling for strangers, if you like
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2 Grown
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
Lil Tjay
[Chorus]
When you see me rocking my chain
Got like 20K in my 'mains
Nigga, no I never felt like I’ma stain
Glizzy come everywhere, niggas in pain
And we ready for war
Grab that chopper come straight to your door
Leave they body left down on the floor
Drop a body, go searchin’ for more
Hit the trap, til’ it’s gone
Back it up with a mask ‘cause it’s strong
On my way to the top, I belong
Man, I’ve seen so much that my feelings are gone
Opps slide, and we scorin’
Can’t slide, keep a strap, that’s important
Accuracy, I be shooting like I’m Jordan (Jordan, Jordan, Jordan)
[Verse 1]
Y’all pussy ass niggas don’t know the struggle
Livin’ off ramen noodles and peanut butter, oh, I got a spoiler
Lil shawty pussy drippin’ that Florida water (Oh)
That misery, all that pain, and misery
Back when them hoes wasn’t feelin’ me
Now my choppa’ made from Italy
Ooh
I heard he was a shoota’
I heard he was a shoota’
I heard he was a shoota’, and he ready to go, oh oh
Got the big Glock in his backpack, after school (School)
And he ready to bust it, and make the news (News)
I don’t care, nah, what you say
Yeah he breaks the rules
And you know, you know, that I’m, tryna go far (Tryna make it out)
Can you make it out this far? (Tryna go away)
And she screamin’ out of love (Got a heart to break)
But, she got a broken heart (Oh)
Oh no, oh no
She wanna go to Pluto
Oh no, oh no
There’s something that you should see
Oh oh, oh oh
This is a dynasty, young nigga world (Young nigga word)
[Verse 2]
17, but I feel like I’m grown
When I was locked up, ridin’ on my own
And you know when I’m finna go home
But I’m here right now
Can’t slack, I’ma snap, this my year right now (Right now)
They gon’ stare, bling blow (Bling blow)
I done came this far in a year, like how? (Like how?)
We don’t like to play fair (No fair)
Send my killers out lurkin' make that boy disappear (That boy disappear)
We don’t like to play games
They like “Lil Tjay, he made it, he doin’ his thing” (He doin’ his thing)
And I’m still with my bros (I’m still with my bros)
I’ma do it for Smelly, you know how it goes (You know how it goes)
Sip a little Patrón
Told the opps grab a life, and stop callin’ my phone (Stop callin’ my phone)
New watch, need a bust down
Got used to the hate, I don’t really give a fuck now
Show love when I touch down (when I touch down)
Sound different when I step up on the crowd, they gon buckwild (they go buckwild)
It’s off the top, no rehearse nigga (no, no)
I call the gang, they gon’ put you in the dirt nigga
I be in a foreign buck 20 when I skrt nigga
Try your luck and end up like the first nigga (Nah, nah)
[Chorus]
When you see me rocking my chain (My chain)
Got like 20K in my 'mains (My 'mains)
Nigga, no I never felt like I’ma stain (Like I’ma stain)
Glizzy come everywhere, niggas in pain
And we ready for war (Ready for war)
Grab that chopper come straight to your door (Straight to your door)
Leave they body left down on the floor
Drop a body, go searchin’ for more
Hit the trap, til’ it’s gone
Back it up with a mask ‘cause it’s strong (Way too strong)
On my way to the top, I belong
Man, i’ve seen so much that my feelings are gone
Opps slide, and we scorin’
Can’t slide, keep a strap, that’s important (Important)
Accuracy, I be shooting like i’m Jordan (Jordan, Jordan, Jordan)
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Ready for War
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Lil Tjay
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[Intro]
Are you alright?
I'm alright, I'm quite alright
And my money's right
(8) Yeah
Countin' them bands all way to the top 'til they be fallin' over (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Countin' them bands on my way to the top 'til it's fallin' over
[Chorus]
I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you should've never lied
Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said, "Baby, I am not afraid to die"
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, push me to the edge
[Verse 1]
Phantom that's all red, inside all white
Like somethin' you ride a sled down, I just want that head
My bracelet Hermès, her bracelet Hermès now
Everybody got the same swag now
Watch the way that I tear it down
Stackin' my bands all the way to the top
All the way 'til my bands fallin' over
Every time that you leave your spot
Your girlfriend call me like, "Come on over"
I like the way that she treat me, gon' leave you, won't leave me, I call it that Casanova
She say I'm insane, yeah, I might blow my brain out (Hey)
Xanny, help the pain, yeah
Please, Xanny, make it go away
I'm committed, not addicted, but it keep control of me
All the pain, now I can't feel it, I swear that it's slowin' me, yeah
[Chorus]
I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you should've never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said, "I am not afraid to die"
Yeah, all my friends are dead
Push me to the edge, yeah, all my friends are dead
Yeah, ooh, push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, yeah, all my friends are dead, yeah
[Verse 2]
That is not your swag, I swear you fake hard
Now these niggas wanna take my cadence (Yeah)
Rain on 'em, thunderstorm, rain on 'em (Ooh, yeah)
Medicine, lil' nigga, take some (Yeah, yeah)
Fast car, NASCAR, race on 'em
In the club, ain't got no ones, then we would beg them (Yeah)
Clothes from overseas
Got the racks and they all C-Notes, you is not a G though
Lookin' at you stackin' all your money, it all green though
I was countin' that and these all twenties, that's a G-roll
[Bridge]
She say, "You're the worst, you're the worst"
I cannot die because this my universe
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XO Tour Llif3
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Refrain]
That's true (That's true), that's right (That right, that right)
She's sipping Moët, and yeah, I swear it get her wetter
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder (Yeah, it's red)
No, I'm not a rat, but I'm all about my cheddar ('Bout my bread)
Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together (Yeah)
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header (Woah)
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her (Hello)
[Bridge]
I was listening to this song
It go like
[Chorus]
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (Yeah)
You'll find another life to live (Yeah)
I swear that you'll get over it
I know you're sad and tired
You've got nothing left to give (Yeah)
You'll find another life to live (Yeah)
I know that you'll get over it (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Wish I never ever, ever told you things
I was only, only trying to show you things (Yeah)
Iced out heart on your neck tried to froze your ring
I had to get me a new bitch to hold the pain
We was in Hawaii looking at the ring (Damn), yeah
She smiling happy, but I'm laughing 'cause her new man's a lame
(Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy)
Damn, that just goes to show me money don't attract a thing (Real shit)
Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (Yeah)
You'll find another life to live
I swear that you'll get over it
And I know you're sad and tired
You've got nothing left to give (Yeah)
You'll find another life to live (Ayy)
I know that you'll get over it
[Verse 2]
See, I tied up my Raf, you strapped up your Rick
Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist
Complement my style (Style)
She don't want me, I'm running wild (Running wild)
You know I respect her on that level
She don't want me then I'ma let her (Bye)
Go over there with that broke fella (Go over)
Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather, ooh (Yeah)
My new chick I swear that she better, ooh
Want me back, never, ooh (Ooh)
[Refrain]
That's true (That's true), that's right (That right, that right)
She's sipping Moët, and yeah, I swear it get her wetter (Woah)
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder (Yeah, it's red)
No, I'm not a rat, but I'm all about my cheddar ('Bout my bread)
Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together (Yeah)
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header (Yeah, yeah, woah)
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her (Dead her)
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
[Chorus]
I know it hurts sometimes, but (Woah) you'll get over it (But why?)
You'll find another life to live (You'll find)
I swear that you'll get over it (You'll get over it)
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (No, no)
You'll find another life to live (You will)
I know that you'll get over it (Oh)
[Outro]
That's true, that's right
She's sipping Moët, and yeah, I swear it get her wetter
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
No, I'm not a rat, but I'm all about my cheddar
Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together (You will get over it)
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
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The Way Life Goes
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Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
Hmm
New Patek on my wrist
White diamond and them shits hit pink
Alright, I'm ready
[Chorus]
New Patek on my wrist (Yeah)
White diamond and them shits hit pink (Yeah, yeah)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (Yeah)
New finger rings hit like a sink (Yeah, yeah)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you my stink, hello (Yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh)
Man, she said Lil Uzi so great (Uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate? (Uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don't give me migraine
New Patek on my wrist
White diamond and them shits hit pink
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger rings hit like a sink (Water)
You a bad bitch, then we can link
Hit the shower, you my stink
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh-uh)
Man, she said Lil Uzi so great
[Refrain]
Okay, and your girlfriend like my drip (Drip)
Happy birthday to that bitch (Bitch)
Yeah, the one that sucked my dick (Dick)
Triple S got that extra grip (Grip)
So you know I cannot slip (Slip)
[Verse 1]
That jeweler made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
My shooter gon' shoot, can't miss (Grrah)
My shooter got a 30 on his hip (Pew)
Yeah, I need my fix
What's that? A pair of boots from Rick (Rick)
Had to tell that lil' girl don't trip (Woah)
Cool blood, but my money Crip (Yeah)
Got clap-on lights, no flick (Yeah)
Can't take no pic, no flick (No cameras)
Fuck that bitch in my new whip (Skrrt)
Her ass so fat, can't fit (Skrrt)
Her ass so fat, it's amazing (Amazing)
Her ass so fat, it's a miracle (Miracle)
Her last man money hysterical (Let's go)
She from the six one nine, Rey Mysterio (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm the same nigga bustin' through your stereo
Yeah, my boys on the block selling O's, no Cheerios
I don't wake up in the mornin' for cereal (No)
Flip the brick, make the whole shit do an aerial (Ayy)
Air the shit out and make the ho sing, Ariel (Yah)
Silencers so they really cannot hear me though (What? Yeah)
Killin' these beats, yeah, Lil Uzi a serial (What?)
Clean up the body, prepare for the burial (Boom)
Burberry pants, I got Burberry tennis shoes
I got the swag that probably, um, will finish you (Woah)
I am a octopus, I cannot breathe without water
So I put diamonds on my tentacles
How is you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos (How? Yeah)
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money on my head just for your album, bruh
Tell me, lil' boy, if it's beef, I can chop this shit up
Like it's prime and treat you like it's Optimus (Woah)
My chain is white gold and your shit look like copper, bruh
MCM, yeah, that shit made out of ostrich, bruh (Ayy)
But I don't wear it, give that to my hoes
Yeah, I swear that lil' nigga my clone
Yeah, I had to do this shit all by my own
Yeah, it's slime shit, lil' baby, put diamonds in my nose (Slatt)
[Chorus]
New Patek on my wrist (Yeah)
White diamond and them shits hit pink (Yeah, yeah)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (Yeah)
New finger rings hit like a sink (Yeah, yeah)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you my stink, hello (Yeah, yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh)
Man, she said Lil Uzi so great (Uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate? (Uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don't give me migraine
[Refrain]
And your girlfriend like my drip (Drip)
Happy birthday to that bitch (Bitch)
Yeah, the one that sucked my dick (Dick)
Triple S got that extra grip (Grip)
So you know I cannot slip (Slip)
That jeweler made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist
New Rollie made me proud of my wrist
AP make me proud of my wrist
New Richard on my wrist
Got a milli' that's all in my bank (Milli')
[Chorus]
New Patek on my wrist
White diamond and them shits hit pink (Let's go)
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger rings hit like a sink (Let's go)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you my stink
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate
Man, she said Lil Uzi so great (Great)
How you deal with all that hate? (Hate)
Shut up, bitch, don't give me migraine (Uh)
[Verse 2]
Throw up gang signs, Naruto (Uh)
Put metal in my nose like Pain (Uh)
Man, I never saw this bitch before (Uh)
How the fuck she know my name? (My name, yeah)
She said, "Lil Uzi, hello"
I looked at her, "Oh, hey" (Hello)
You ain't never seen pastry dough
Well, lil' bitch, I got cake (Cake)
Gettin' money, I'm the man
Gettin' money, had to count the advance
Saint Laurent on my shoes, these not Vans
Need a fan case a nigga get hot
'Member she ain't want me back, I was popped
On the block back before I had locs (Yeah)
Red dot for a chicken, he popped
MC told the bitch eat my cock
Motorcycle days, bitch, Yung Joc
That's what I call her, she all on my top
Rap star or do he sell rock?
He got files so he beatin' the trial
Couple racks and them niggas run wild
Super filthy, man, they livin' so foul
I got some real niggas that's locked up
Tryna shade the bar just for the foul
All these hackers, yeah, these niggas is foul
All my bitches want me to take a vow
Live off verbs, and I live off of nouns
He get money, then I had to say, "How?"
New rug, and it's made out of wolf
New rabbit, yeah, I use as a towel
Lil' bitch, yeah, I run through the city
Different spots in it just like a cow
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout a mansion, no house
Yeah, my closet, yeah, that shit got a house
Four years, I ain't even see a mouse
Please stop talkin', bitch, put dick in your mouth (Uh)
We get money, what the fuck is a drought? (Yeah)
Make it rain 'cause I'm up in the clouds (Yeah)
Had to tell that lil' bitch, get from around
'Cause that little bitch be fuckin' with clowns
[Verse 3]
Let's go, let's go, had to tell that lil' bitch, yeah, let's go (Let's go, let's go)
That lil' nigga stole my swag and he tried to steal my flow (My flow, my flow)
I had to switch it up one time just like I switch my phone (My phone, my phone)
I could try one more time, I can give this shit one more go (Let's go, ayy)
I put hundreds in my safe (Ayy)
I throw twenties in her face (Ayy)
I put the M in a J (Ayy)
I got a bae in the Bay (Ayy)
I fucked on that nigga little bitch
That's the reason he tryna say that I'm gay (Ayy)
Way more coochie than Kay Slay (Ayy)
I sell a mil' in a day (Ayy)
All of my bitches they grade A
I did not get in Canada
But when I'm in Toronto they treat me like Drake (Oh yeah)
This a light jet, this a flight day
Had that lil' bitch, that's on MySpace (Oh yeah)
I can feel this shit in my veins
Look at my neck, that's an ice tray
Come on tell me, what you sayin'?
(What you sayin'? What you sayin'? What you sayin'?)
[Refrain]
And your girlfriend like my drip (Drip)
Happy birthday to that bitch (Bitch)
Yeah, the one that sucked my dick (Dick)
Triple S got that extra grip (Grip)
(Oh yeah)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
New Rollie made me proud of my wrist (Woo, woo)
AP make me proud of my wrist (Woo)
New Richard on my wrist (Woo)
Got a milli' that's all in my bank (Woo, woo)
[Chorus]
New Patek on my wrist (Yeah)
White diamond and them shits hit pink (Yeah, yeah)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (Yeah)
New finger rings hit like a sink (Yeah, yeah)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you my stink (Yeah, yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh)
Man, she said Lil Uzi so great (Uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate? (Uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don't give me migraine
[Verse 4]
Throw up gang signs, Naruto (Yeah)
Put metal in my nose like Pain (Uh)
Man, I never saw this bitch before (Uh)
How the fuck she know my name?
She said, "Lil Uzi, hello" (Uh)
I looked at her, "Oh, hey"
You ain't never seen pastry dough (Yeah)
Well lil' bitch, I got cake (Ayy)
Gettin' money, I'm the man
Gettin' money, had to count the advance
Saint Laurent all on my shoes, these not Vans
Need a fan in case a nigga get hot
'Member she ain't want me back, I was popped
On the block back before I had locs
Red dot for a chicken, he popped
MC, told the bitch eat my cock
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, that's it
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New Patek
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Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
Hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you (Bless you)
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you (Wrecked you)
(Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga)
[Chorus]
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right (Right), I was wrong (Right)
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home (No)
Yeah, I should've just boned (What?)
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Yeah)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you (Ayy)
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you (Ayy)
Talkin' 'bout a broken heart, runnin' to the restroom, yeah (What?)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, looked at my mama just like, we rich (Yeah)
Looked at my bitch like, we rich
Said, we ain't got no minor setbacks (No)
Countin' all that money, told that nigga just to bet that
I, I know that you ain't got it, boy, why you ain't just say that? (Yeah)
They see I got that money, now his bitch like, "I said that" (Yeah)
I don't pay that ho no mind, I've been had that
When I, when I saw my girl, yeah, you know I had to bag that (Yeah)
And before me, four niggas, yeah, they had that
Five niggas includin' me, I had to back back
Try to diss me, I'll take it to your family (Yeah)
I'll fuck your sister, then make sure that she vanish, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right (Right), I was wrong (Right)
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home (No)
Yeah, I should've just boned (What?)
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Yeah)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you (Ayy)
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you (Ayy)
Talkin' 'bout a broken heart, runnin' to the restroom, yeah (What?)
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right (Right), I was wrong (Right)
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home (No)
Yeah, I should've just boned (What?)
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Yeah)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you (Ayy)
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you (Ayy)
Talkin' 'bout a broken heart, runnin' to the restroom, yeah (What?)
[Verse 2]
Even though we in the same room (Shh)
You just locked the door, so I gotta text you (Yeah, yeah)
Like, bae, unlock the door, I gotta use the restroom
Like, I don't want a war, I wanna caress you, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right (Right), I was wrong (Right)
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home (No)
Yeah, I should've just boned (What?)
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Yeah)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you (Ayy)
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you (Ayy)
Talkin' 'bout a broken heart, runnin' to the restroom, yeah
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You Was Right
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Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Pre-Chorus]
I said, "Girl, why you keep callin'?"
I said, "Girl, why you keep callin'?", yeah
She said, "I need a new whip," yeah
"'Cause I know that you still ballin'"
She just wanna go back to the future, so I brought that girl a DeLorean
Twenty-one minutes until I got' go, so I told that girl I'm gonna slaughter it
[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show, left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town never saw her before, told her, "Baby, we don't got that long"
Listen, this not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on (Yeah)
Twenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on
Twenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on
Yeah, I am not slow, these girls just want me 'cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go (What?)
He pass me her friend, so they switchin' roles (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
I hit it fast (Fast), yeah, I hit it slow (Slow, slow)
But by the mornin', girl, I gotta go (Go, yeah)
Gotta get ready, tonight is my show
If you okay, you might open my show
Got the big pointers right under my nose (Skrrt)
These niggas mad 'cause I got all the dough
These niggas mad 'cause I got all the dough (Yeah)
Changin' my style 'cause I got every flow (What?)
Got every girl, ain't no toppin' my hoes (Yeah)
I understand that is your girlfriend, bro
But you know I gotta keep her close
Open your legs, do not keep 'em closed
Livin' life on the edge, on a tightrope
I am so clean, I might start movin' soap (Yeah)
Drive a new 'Rari, I don't need a note (Skrrt)
Drive a Bugatti like it's a Volvo
I got your girl and you already know (Skrrt)
Don't really like her, we friends for the most
Cuban link tri-color, all on my choker (Yeah, skrrt)
Don't leave the crumb, got the bread, then you toast
If you start touchin' my gun, got no holst'
I put a coat on the top of my coat
Only twenty minutes before the show (Show)
[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show, left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town, never saw her before, told her, "Baby, we don't got that long"
Listen, this not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on (Yeah)
Twenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on
Twenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on
Yeah, I am not slow, these girls just want me, 'cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go (What?)
He pass me her friend, so they switchin' roles (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Damn, I just started it (Started), man, I just started it (Started)
Oh my God, please, do not bother me
Don't got enough just to order me (Yeah)
I'm on that tree like an ornament
Money so long like accordion (Woo)
You lied to me, wasn't sorry then
On the weekend, you was partyin'
It was just me, you was targetin' (Yeah)
It was just me, you was targetin' (Target)
Jump in the Porsche, I might target it (Skrrt)
Jump in the Lamb', I ain't parkin' it (Skrrt)
Ice is so cold, I snowboard in it (Blaow)
Go to my show, they applaud me in
She call my phone with emergency (Ayy)
She call my phone with that urgency (Ayy)
[Pre-Chorus]
I said, "Girl, why you keep callin'?" (Woo, ayy)
I said, "Girl, why you keep callin'?", yeah
She said, "I need a new whip," yeah (Skrrt)
"'Cause I know that you still ballin'" (Ball)
She just wanna go back to the future, so, I brought that girl a DeLorean (Yah)
Twenty-one minutes until I got' go, so, I told that girl that I'm gonna slaughter it (Yeah)
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20 Min
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Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Chorus]
Yeah, it do not matter
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
[Verse 1]
Money so old, dollars spoiled (Spoiled)
Yeah, my lil' bitch so spoiled (Spoiled)
Yeah, I rub her down in oil
Yeah, I got money, now you know it, yeah
Diamonds on my teeth
Yeah, your shit look like foil
Yeah, Chris Brown said these hoes ain't loyal, yeah
None of these hoes got no morals, yeah
All my niggas G-ed up
Yeah, my glasses be Dita
Never thought that it'd be days I could kick my feet up (Huh?)
Never thought that she would need me that much if I leave her
[Chorus]
It do not matter
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
[Verse 2]
All of this was faction
No time for actin', all this money lastin'
Like, go out to eat, get that blackened salmon
When I'm with my girl, we Pharrell and Vashtie
Wait, huh? That mean we are not lastin'
In that pussy, you know I like it rough, then I'm just blastin'
Yeah, tell that lil' bitch that I'm really from Mars
Uh, yeah, bitch, do not start
Yeah, pull up, my car automatic
Yeah, uh, done with the start, yeah
[Chorus]
It do not matter
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
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Money Longer
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Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
[Verse 1]
Admit it, I move like amoeba (Yeah)
I float in the room like I'm reefer (Yeah)
Alien, I’m not your kind of people (Yeah, yeah)
Telepathic, fam watch how I read ya (Skateboard)
You ain't got emeralds greener (Nah)
You ain't got rich up the sleeve (No sir)
And I got a Rolls that’s in the Grove
That I ain't drove, shit, I don't know the reason (305)
Andele, andele, arriba (Hola)
Me and J. Balvin on G5 (Cholo)
Success is a drug and man we high
I am OTHER is a beehive (Yeah)
I got love for you haters (Yeah)
Ain't you tired of enslavement? (Huh)
Come with us, make some paper (Ching)
'Cause you should own what you labor
[Verse 2]
Yeah, you never stayed in Kailua (Hawaii)
I put Chanel on my shooter (Yeah)
Flooded my chain and it's Gucci
I don't want that girl, she moody (Facts)
I'm basically saying I’m cooler (Slatt)
Get Dior discounts from my cougar
Back in the sixth grade, I got them bad grades
I was in love with my tutor (Yeah)
See, musically, Lil Uzi trappin’, man
Most of you rappers be actors, man
Go M.I.A when I find little Madison
Stay at the Ritz-Carlton, this not the Radisson
Just took a blue one, 'bout to take the red pill
Purple thoughts in my brain, hope it don’t spill
Stay with a nerd just like Urkel, Jaleel
Fresh just like Carlton, I kill 'em with Will
Big ass "R" on my Smiths
Big ass "R" on my whips
Slip-on shoes, so you won't trip
Said she kinda fine if she got some hips
Momma said, "Let me see the witch
Boy, you know light and dark don't mix
Mix it up, boy, bad luck"
Sick to my stomach with them neon guts
[Chorus]
Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
Dark energy, we don’t touch, our jewelry's beyond Tut
And it give a nigga colorful aura like I got neon guts
Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
Dark energies, we don't touch, our jewelry's beyond Tut
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
[Verse 3]
Yeah, fam, Pharrell on Mars with my fellow star
I'm like lightning striking in a metal rod
I say, "Hello God" in the devil bars
So dammit, Amex, I got a yellow card
[Verse 4]
C'mon, yellow card, yellow card
Damn, P, I need a yellow car
I am from the root like where the petal start
I had to push like a pedal start
Started way after but ahead of y'all
New crib, got a better yard
Two years, I got hella cars
Since the eighth grade I had hella broads
Hella broads, hella broads
Yellow painting with a yellow brush
Shit came from KAWS, probably marge
Slick my hair back like I'm Chico DeBarge (Ayy)
I got some lights on my chest (Yuh)
Don't confuse it with a heart (Mhm)
Heard things ain't looking too good for you
Had to pull some strings like I play the harp
I get these billions alone
It been that way from the start (Start)
Smoking good kush, my cologne
Got neon guts 'cause I can't see in the dark
[Chorus]
Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
Dark energy, we don't touch, our jewelry's beyond Tut
And it give a nigga colorful aura like I got neon guts
Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
Dark energies, we don't touch, our jewelry's beyond Tut
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
[Outro]
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
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Neon Guts
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
(Oogie Mane, he killed it)
(Supah Mario on the beat, nigga)
Let's go
Let's go, yeah (Pew)
[Chorus]
Stay so fresh, so clean, think they like me (Like me)
I wear more Supreme than a hypebeast (Than a hypebeast)
Only blue, no, green don't excite me (Excite me)
I could make a ho out your wifey (Out your wifey)
Jeremy Scott up on my toes, act like Shockey (Woah)
Made her get down on the bottom and she top me (Let's go)
Pull up extra icy, I'm not playin' hockey (Bling, blaow)
Niggas think I'm weird and they don't really like me (Like me)
[Verse 1]
'Cause I could fuck your bitch and fuck your mom and auntie (Yeah)
Your girl's a five, but your mom is a dime piece (Ayy)
And your auntie, her name is Miss Connie (Miss Connie)
I got one Glock, his name Clyde, the other one named Bonnie (Let's go)
These bitches, they think they dandy, but they be just lyin' (Bitches lie)
That lil' bitch, can't throw it back, I swear that ho be tryin' (Tryin')
When I fuck her from the front it sound like that bitch dyin' (On God)
VVS, I need a vest, anemic my diamonds (Woah)
I swear these niggas talk shit but they really be hidin' (Woo)
Had that boy's bitch on my dick, that ho, she was just ridin' (Yeah, yeah)
Diamonds on my neck so wet, that shit look like Poseidon (So wet, water)
I stand on my money, then my height, it turn to 9' 10" (Yeah)
Yeah, these niggas be bitin' (Fuck)
Grra-ta, I'm not really with the fightin' (Grra-ta)
Yeah, me and her was vibin' (Yeah, vibin')
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Your bitch call me Myron (Call me...)
[Chorus]
Stay so fresh, so clean, think they like me (Like me)
I wear more Supreme than a hypebeast (Than a hypebeast)
Only blue, no, green don't excite me (Excite me, green)
I could make a ho out your wifey (Out your wifey)
Jeremy Scott up on my toes, act like Shockey (Woah)
Made her get down on the bottom and she top me (Let's go)
Pull up extra icy, I'm not playin' hockey (Hockey, bling, blaow)
Niggas think I'm weird and they don't really like me (Like me)
[Verse 2]
Ninety thousand, that's a light band, (Yeah) yeah (Ninety thousand, that's a light)
I can tell you, it's the real spill (I can tell you, it's the real)
Yeah, fucked your bitch just for a light bill (Yeah)
Yeah, banana clip, I won't slip on the peel
I can't slip, slip, slip, no, no, I can't miss
I got icebergs on my neck, I can sink a ship
Outer space swag, not regular, Titanic my whip
In the hood, I'm not regular, I just brung my stick, baby
Oh, you think I give a fuck because I'm rich, baby? (Huh?)
Come on, baby, let's have sex and have a rich baby
She said, "I thought you ain't do that," well, you dismissed, baby (Bye-bye)
Uh, young nigga, no, I ain't changed, Lil Uzi from the 6', baby (Yeah)
Uh, I don't think they like me (Nah)
But when I drop this song, I know they'll get excited (Yeah)
She was homie girl, but now that girl is my bitch (Mine)
I like them girls that do that scammin' and that swipin'
[Bridge]
I just ran up all my bands, I just ran up all my bands
I just ran up all my bands, I just ran up all my bands
She give me head, that bit' migraine (Migraine)
She give me head, that bit' migraine (Migraine)
She give me head, that bit' migraine (Migraine)
She give me head, that bit' migraine (Let's go)
[Refrain]
Got addicted to the road, got addicted to the stress
Got addicted to the foreigns, got addicted to the racks (Racks)
Man, these boys be doin' the most (Most)
And I swear that is a fact (Fact)
Man, this girl wanna give me brain
Yeah, we call that bit' migraine
Yeah, we call that bit' migraine
Yeah, we call that bit' migraine (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, we call that bit' migraine (Ayy)
Yeah, we call that bit' migraine
Pack all my shit then I might migrate
Anywhere you goin', know some niggas gon' hit
I don't run from shit but the damn police
All blue hunnids to wash my face, yeah
[Chorus]
Stay so fresh, so clean, think they like me (Like me)
I wear more Supreme than a hypebeast (Than a hypebeast)
Only blue, no, green don't excite me (Excite me)
I could make a ho out your wifey (Out your wifey)
Jeremy Scott up on my toes, act like Shockey (Woah)
Made her get down on the bottom and she top me (Let's go)
Pull up extra icy, I'm not playin' hockey (Hockey, bling, blaow)
Niggas think I'm weird and they don't really like me
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Myron
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
Ooh, I'm startin' over
Stackin' in it, it was the top, now are you alright?
I'm quite alright, damn, my money's right
Yeah, ayy, yeah, it's quite alright
I wake up in the morning, then I'm gettin' back to it (Back to it)
Yeah, yeah, I'm gettin' back to it
You ain't show me no love, so I turned my back to you
Yeah, yeah, I can't give no racks to you (8…)
[Chorus]
I don't really care 'cause I'm done
On the real, our love is not fun
There's no emotion on my face 'cause I'm numb
You see me everywhere you look, no, you can't hide or run (Yeah, Lil Uzi, yeah)
Woah, everything I said
Messin' with your head, messin' with your head
I said, everything I said, messin' with your head
Messin' with your head, woah, messin' with your head, woah
[Verse 1]
I've been textin' her all night (Night), she know I was doin' wrong (Yeah)
She left me right on read now, I'm walkin' with my head down (I love you)
I gotta keep my head high
I got a whole 'nother check, not talkin' verified (Okay)
Rest in peace my dead guys
I am no hater, yeah, we in the same whip
The only difference is that you do not own it (Skrrt, skrrt)
I can just tell by the way that you drivin' it
I pull up in that car just like it's stolen
Yeah, I came a long way, came from the hallway
I can't stop, keep goin'
Yes, my life just feel like one long day, I just live in the moment
Woah, ooh, comin' out just when the sun down
My boys, they ruthless like coupes and they really run down
I got paper cuts from hundred dollar bills covered in bustdowns
Countin' with my thumb now, money make me numb now
[Chorus]
I don't really care 'cause I'm done
On the real, our love is not fun (Yeah)
There's no emotion on my face 'cause I'm numb
You see me everywhere you look, no, you can't hide or run
Yeah, everything I said
Messin' with your head, messin' with your head
I said, everything I said messin' with your head
Messin' with your head, woah, messin' with your head, woah
[Verse 2]
I just got richer overseas, yeah
Lookin' at my watch and it's a Richard and it's green, yeah
I'm still smokin' on that good, know I'm blowin' out that steam, yeah
You wouldn't even believe the numbers stuffed up in my jeans, yeah
Tell that girl to back-back, gotta stack racks (Ayy)
No, I can't go out sad, can't go out bad, yeah
I told that girl I'm not no duck, this ain't Aflac, yeah
I don't wanna get older, I'm still livin' in my last year
I hope my life just keep goin', don't worry 'bout that
Just tighten up and keep flowin', cowabunga
She gon' ride me like wakeboard (Yeah)
I'm lickin' on her body until she don't make noise, yeah (Noise)
[Chorus]
I don't really care 'cause I'm done
On the real, our love is not fun
There's no emotion on my face 'cause I'm numb
You see me everywhere you look, no, you can't hide or run
Yeah, yeah, everything I said
Messin' with your head, messin' with your head
I said, everything I said, messin' with your head
Messin' with your head, woah, messin' with your head, woah
[Outro]
Woah, I said, messin' with your head, woah
Messin' with your head
Yeah
Thank you
No, really, thank you
You're far too kind
You, and you, and you, an experience of a lifetime
I see all of it (Yeah)
Yeah, I really appreciate you
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P2
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Refrain]
That's true (Uzi), that's right (That's right, that's right)
She sippin' Moët, and, yeah, I swear it get her wetter (Her wetter)
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder (They is redder)
No I'm not a rat, but I'm all about my cheddar ('Bout my cheddar)
Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together (Be together)
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header (My header)
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her (Gotta dead her)
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her (Met her; hello...?)
[Verse 1]
Now you beggin' this a doozy, but beggers cannot be choosy
Been the queen for eight summers, just tell them to call me Suzy
This that Nicki, this that Uzi, this Hennessy got me woozy
Broke the Internet in 5411's and some Gucci
The blue ribbons eatin' sushi, it's that real good coochie
This that wet as Chattahoochee, fuck all y'all like a hoochie
Givin' them bars since a teen, I ain't goin' back to juvie
I am Nicki Yamaguchi, 'cause I skate with the ice
I don't say, "What's the price?", lookin' like it's a heist
I been winnin' all my life, on a roll, it's a dice
Since that "Itty Bitty Piggy" rep my city like committees
If you fucked it up with Nicki, you feel pretty fuckin' shitty, uh
Anyway, I'm stoppin' bags like the TSA
Listen up you little bitches, it's a PSA
I'm still shadin' all these niggas, yeah the DITA way
You gotta pay me flat bread, yeah the pita way (Woo)
[Chorus]
I know you're sad and tired (Yeah)
You've got nothin' left to give (Yeah)
You'll find another life to live (Yeah)
I know that you'll get over it (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Wish I never ever ever told you things (Told you things)
I was only, only tryna show you things (Show you things)
Iced out heart on your neck tried to froze your ring (Froze your ring)
I had to get a me a new bitch to hold the pain (Hold the pain)
We was in Hawaii lookin' at the ring (Yeah)
(You'll get over it)
She smilin' happy, but I'm laughin' 'cause her man's a lame
(You'll get over it)
(Broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy)
Damn, that just goes to show me money don't attract a thing (You'll get over it)
(Real shit)
Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans
(You'll get over it)
(Yeah)
[Chorus]
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (Yeah)
You'll find another life to live
I swear that you'll get over it
And I know you're sad and tired
You've got nothin' left to give (Yeah)
You'll find another life to live (Ayy)
I know that you'll get over it
[Verse 3]
See I tied up my Raf, you strapped up your Rick (Woo)
Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist (Wrist)
Complement my style (Style)
She don't want me, I'm runnin' wild (Runnin' wild)
You know I respect her on that level (On that level)
She don't want me, then I'ma let her (I'ma let her)
Go over there with that broke fella (Broke fella)
Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather (That leather)
My new chick, I swear that she better (Want me back never)
Want me back, never (Ooh)
[Refrain]
That's true, that's right (That's right, that's right)
She's sippin' Moët, and yeah I swear it get her wetter (We-etter)
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder (Redder)
No I'm not a rat, but I'm all about my cheddar (Cheddar)
Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together (Together)
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header (Header)
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her (Dead her)
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her (Met her)
[Chorus]
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (Woah, what what)
You'll find another life to live (You'll find)
I know that you'll get over it (You'll get over it)
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (No, no)
You'll find another life to live (You will)
I know that you'll get over it (Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh)
[Bridge]
(You'll get over it)
(I know that you'll get over it)
I know it's over
Check out my cold shoulder (Nothin' left to give)
I know it's over
Cry on that ho shoulder (You'll get over it)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm
[Outro]
We-e used to be-e, kissin' in the tree-e
'Member it was just you and me-e kissin' in the tree-e (You'll get over it)
'Member it was you was just you and me-e k-i-s-s-i-n-g
K-i-s-s-i-n-g-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e, ah (You'll get over it)
(You'll get over it)
|
The Way Life Goes (Remix)
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Refrain]
We be throwin' money in a spiral
Every time your girl hear my song, yeah, it turn her right into my ho
She shake her ass, do the eye roll
Got a skinny thong like a tightrope
I be blowin' up like some pyro
Coupe 150, call it Kyro
[Verse 1]
If she left with me, she the right ho
Man, she ridin' me like a BMX
Man, she said the D is for Dyno
I got two horns like a rhino
It's no way you could buy, ho
But I bought a mansion with a slide door
Yes, I opened up the slide door
So you can hear her hit the high note
[Bridge]
I like the way you (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy, I'm working on dying)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
[Pre-Chorus]
Money keep comin' in, I can't lose
Money keep comin' in, I can't lose
Foreign girls and they tens, I can't choose
Foreign car got V10, I can't cruise
[Chorus]
I got different color on my diamonds, I can't even see the time
I don't wanna see her face, I'ma go and get behind
Drop the top on the Wraith, I'ma make it lose its mind
I just made 100K, it was quicker than a Vine
I was swingin' from a vine, tryna pull me down but I climb
I'ma get it, keep tryin', there's no reason for the cryin'
We the ones that be slidin', they the ones that be dyin'
Know my boys, they be ridin', yeah, my doors suicide
[Verse 2]
Side note, you will never reach my goals (At all)
I be walkin' with a slime nose
And I'm also walkin' with my side ho
Only time I be walkin' when I'm on the moon, so I feel like Michael
I was talkin' to my little slime, that's a lil' lizard, call her Geico
In reality, I'm 5'4"
Stand on my money, now I'm 6'6"
Hit her once, now she dismissed
Can't fuck her sister, make her lick dick
Forty-orty make my hip thick
When I see an opp, make the clip hit
Aimin' at his top, boy, you need a mop
Man, I'm goin' out with a vengeance
My pants Raf Simons, my shoes Rick-Rick
Your girl dipped my tartar sauce, so she ate my dick like a fish stick
Hit it raw, yes, I am a dog, I don't do this shit for no image
All my diamonds, they be hittin' hard, try to play me, boy, that's a scrimmage
[Verse 3]
Live it up, you can just go any day now
Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp
Got frost on my diamonds, I'm gettin' the cake now
Now stay on your stomach, lil' bitch, when you lay down
Live it up, 'cause you can go any day now
Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp
Frost on my diamonds 'cause I got the cake now
When you on your stomach, lil' bitch, better lay down
I'm so up and I can't turn it down
They counted me out, my whole life turned around
Clean up my diamonds, you know I got rinse it
Know my boys comin', you know they mean business
That advance that you waitin' for, already spent it
When I'm on the beat, man, you know I'm gon' kill it
[Outro]
I like the way you (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy, I'm working on dying)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
|
Sanguine Paradise
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
Yo, sing this shit, are y'all fuckin' dumb?
Eternal Atake
[Pre-Chorus]
Gotta shoot two at her (Yeah)
Gotta shoot two at her (Woah)
Blue cheddar (Yeah)
That girl, she got with my clone (One, two, three)
I told that lil' girl that she gotta just do better (Woah)
[Chorus]
Are you serious?
I swear my money get serious
Okay, all my checks, I just be clearin' it
She suck my dick 'til she get delirious (Wow)
Okay, jump on the jet, so I'm Clearin' it (Woo)
Okay, 'Port, but I'm not talking New' (Let's go)
Okay, smoke that boy just like a cigarette
If that boy try to make a false move, uh (Damn)
[Verse 1]
I'm on some whole other shit
I got a whole 'nother rich, I'm on a new level
I was fucking on your bitch
She was ridin' on my dick, she ain't need two pedals
I swear these niggas, they bitches
I swear they all gonna snitch when my niggas gon' shoot at 'em
Niggas, they mad about this
Niggas, they mad about that, but it's only if you let 'em
She save my name in her phone
Only thing she save me under is probably that "U" letter (Hello?)
No, I don't got provolone
Only thing in my pocket is probably, um, some blue cheddar
She tried to leave me alone
Then she got right with my clone, man, I hope that she do better
I know it's blue cheese on me
But when I got fifties on me, I call that shit loose cheddar (Hah)
Jeremy Scotts all on my feet
I had a cougar with me, so I call that girl Coretta (Coretta)
I am the richest nigga in my city
I can make it rain like no matter what's the weather (Facts)
I know that girl, she got swag
But when it come to puttin' it together, she could do better
I sent that girl a DM
She ain't answer me, so you know that I gotta shoot two at her (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Gotta shoot two at her (Yeah)
Ayy, gotta shoot two at her (And you are Lil Uzi? Vert, let's go)
Ayy, stay with the blue cheddar (Woah)
That girl, she got with my clone (One, two, three, let's go)
I told that lil' girl that she gotta just do better
[Chorus]
Are you serious?
I swear my money get serious
Okay, all my checks, I just be clearin' it
She suck my dick 'til she get delirious
Okay, jump on the jet so I'm Clearin' it
Okay, 'Port, but I'm not talking New' (Woo)
Okay, smoke that boy just like a cigarette
If that boy try to make a false move (Lil Uzi)
[Verse 2]
They try to cut me down when they say I'm too low, woah, uh (Turn me up)
I said, "Turn me up," I cannot hear my flow, woah, woah
I ain't never been no fool
Do what I want, I'ma bend your rules (Woah)
I'ma take the dub, I'ma win
I ain't ever been no type that lose, yeah
Born like this, I ain't did no study
Everything I got, man, I got it in a hurry
If I love you, better say that you love me
And if I trust you, better say that you trust me
Talk 'bout the bag, the mula, the guap
I'm at the bank, only time that I'm runnin'
I said I'm on the road, no, I cannot stop
I'm runnin' through obstacles, I'm in a hurry
Woah, stop that
Told a fuck nigga just drop that (Yeah)
If you shoot first, we gon' pop back
Margiela on me, lil' nigga, that's not that
What you got on? Prada sweatsuit made of nylon
See my righteous girl, yeah, she say, "Right on"
When I hit that girl right with the light on
When I hit that girl, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
Gotta shoot two at her
Ayy, gotta shoot two at her (Woah)
Ayy, stay with the blue cheddar (Woah)
That girl, she got with my clone (One, two, three, yeah, yeah)
I told that lil' girl that she gotta just do better
[Chorus]
Are you serious?
I swear my money get serious
Okay, all my checks, I just be clearin' it
She suck my dick 'til she get delirious (Woah)
Okay, jump on the jet so I'm Clearin' it
Okay, 'Port, but I'm not talking New' (Mhm)
Okay, smoke that boy just like a cigarette
If that boy try to make a false move (Woah)
[Outro]
Lil Uzi Vert, doot-dooda-loot-doo, doot-doo
Thank you, Little Uzi Vert leaves
You 'posed to be standin' still right now
Ready, set, go
|
Futsal Shuffle 2020
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My money, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' lie
This song right here slick hatin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
So
[Chorus]
Yeah, I took what yours (Yeah)
So I made her mine
Yeah, I took what yours (Yeah)
So I made her mine (Mine)
Jump in the Porsche (Skrrt)
Ride with the 9 (Yeah)
I changed your life
Now you gon' ride (Yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What?)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What?)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah
She had a nigga that was on the music scene (What? Thought he was me?)
Had a nigga thought he was going straight to the league (Yeah, straight to the D)
Yeah, fuck with my baby, I swear that that nigga gon' bleed (Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du)
Yeah, she left that boy and ride for me (Yeah)
Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah (What?)
Stay on my Qs and my Ps (Yeah)
'Cause that could happen to me, yeah
Bring that girl to the big league, yeah
Diamonds, that's all on my teeth, yeah
Diamonds, that's all on my teeth, yeah (What?)
Put my girl in that new Chanel
And I got her a new weave (Yeah)
Said put my girl in that new Chanel
And I got her a new weave (Yeah)
Like, haha, oh, well, now your girl with me
Like, Austin was holding her up, yeah (Damn)
Um, boy, please
Like bye-bye, Austin, hello to Lil Uzi
[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Bye-bye, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
Watch out for my doors (Wait, watch out, woo, woo)
Lambo', that bitch roar (Skrrt, roar)
Tell my girl that the world could be yours (Yeah)
Yeah, number-one rule, don't listen to whores (Shh-shh, listen to me, baby)
Yeah, know you've never lived this life before (Woo, jeez)
Yeah, more money than your last man, of course (Duh, jeez)
Yeah, drivin' in that foreign (Skrrt)
Yeah, where you thought you was goin' in that Ford (Where?)
I took what's yours, yeah (Yeah)
I made her mine (What?)
I made her mine, yeah (Yeah)
I took what's yours (I took her)
I made her mine, yeah (Yeah)
I took what's yours (Yeah)
I made her mine, yeah
I took what's yours
[Chorus]
Yeah, I took what yours (Yeah)
So I made her mine
Yeah, I took what yours (My money, yeah, yeah)
So I made her mine (Mine)
Jump in the Porsche (Skrrt)
Ride with the 9 (Yeah)
I changed your life
Now you gon' ride (Yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What? My money, yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What? My money, yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
[Outro]
Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah
Stay on my Qs and my Ps
Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah
Stay on my Qs and my Ps
|
Ps & Qs
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
(Cannon)
[Pre-Chorus]
Know I walk with the racks on me
Bad bitch want back back and you know she throw that ass on me
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me
Yeah, you know she cappin', homie
Dreadlock, that cap on me
[Chorus]
Back then, they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot, they all on me
Pull out the Snapchats on me
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got Twitter for
Instagram, I'll bag your ho
Back then, they napped on me (What?)
Now they all just act homie (Chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No)
I think it's too personal (What?)
That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (What?)
Now they all just act homie (Chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No)
I think it's too personal (What?)
That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yeah)
[Verse]
Like, flex on you haters (Huh?), hi haters (Yeah)
This is my world so it's all in my favor (Yeah)
I like all girls, yeah, all type of flavors
But that don't matter 'cause I just got my baby (Sike)
Pull up right there in Mercedes (Skrrt)
Water, water like the Navy (Uh)
Fuck that girl 'til the sun down
Number one like I'm McGrady (That way)
[Refrain]
Boy, you said that you made me (Yeah)
Go ahead, make another one
Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none (Huh)
I'ma love her 'til the love is done
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back so her legs get numb (Yeah)
Hit from the back so long (Yeah) that my own legs startin' to get numb
[Bridge]
Suckin' me up, give me brain, now she dumb
Tell her it's repercussions (What?)
Play her just like a drum
Make in a night what you make in a month
[Chorus]
Back then, they napped on me (Huh? What?)
Now they all just act homie (Chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No)
I think it's too personal (What?)
That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (What?)
Now they all just act homie (Chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No)
I think it's too personal (What?)
That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yeah)
[Refrain]
Boy, you said that you made me (Huh?)
Go ahead, make another one (Yeah)
Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none
I'ma love her 'til the love is done (Yeah)
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back so her legs get numb
Hit from the back so long that my own legs startin' to get numb (Skrrt)
[Pre-Chorus]
Know I walk with the racks on me (Yeah)
Bad bitch want back back and you know she throw that ass on me (Yeah, yeah)
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me (Huh?)
Yeah, you know she cappin' homie (What?)
Dreadlock, that cap on me (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Back then they napped on me (What?)
Now they all just act homie (Chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No)
I think it's too personal (What?)
That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yeah)
Back then they napped on me (What?)
Now they all just act homie (Chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No)
I think it's too personal (What?)
That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yeah)
Back then they napped on me (What?)
Now they all just act homie (Chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (What?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (Ayy)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (No)
I think it's too personal (What?)
That's what I got Twitter for (Yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your ho (Yeah)
[Outro]
I ain't gon' lie
The baddest girls do be on Snapchat
I'm finna make one
|
Erase Your Social
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
In my triple cup, that's two times two
Man, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayy
Yeah, my eyes red, but I'm no Damu
If you don't run it up, that's all on you
[Verse 1]
You know I'm ballin', usual like Kobe (24)
Ooh, worried 'bout a hater that don't know me
He say that he tough, then that boy gotta show me
Pull up Bentley truck, extra poles, and we four deep (Skrrt, bah)
Say my name three times like I'm Tony (Tony, Toni, Toné)
Diamond VVS, I put baguettes all on my Rollie
I ain't never believe nothing that you told me
These niggas keep sneak dissing, they turned me to my old me
Before I had these mils, I was oh-so lonely
Runnin' 'round in Philadelphia only with my 40
I ain't never been a phony (No way)
You be gettin' bands? Hardly, yeah
I just fucked your bitch, sorry, oh (I'm sorry)
Man, I put that on my shawty, ooh (Oh yeah)
Fight me, we're not scared, sorry (I'm sorry)
No, I'm not here for no games, Atari (No way)
Diamonds, they hittin' like water, ooh, starbeam, yeah
Rockstar life be callin' (Callin', yeah)
Don't want that girl, she stallin', she stallin' (Oh, oh)
Big ol' foreign whip, ooh, I can't park it (Ooh, no way)
I'm from outer space, ooh, in a starship (Ooh)
Thick ol' foreign bitch, ooh, that's my target (Ooh)
Ten bands, what you say? Ooh (Ooh)
Ten bands for my Chanel carpet (Alright)
Rockstar life like watch this (Okay)
Young nigga slick like margarine (Huh?)
Lost your bitch in Starlet's (Jeez)
[Chorus]
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
(Bang, bang)
AP, Muller, my Rollie (Woo)
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie
AP, Muller, my Rollie (That's two times two)
AP, Muller, my Rollie
[Verse 2]
Just pulled up with me (Huh?)
Doin' one-sixty (Skrrt)
The bitch staring at me
Got real big titties (Sos', baby)
What's in my jeans? (Huh?)
Them real big fifties
Flight after flight (Beep)
Hittin' real big cities
From the sandbox, yeah, my brothers is with me (Mhm)
If they give me a bond, I'm comin' to get me (Let's get it)
And in the club (Let's get it)
We snuck the semi (Bang)
Cup darker than Rémy
I can feel the envy
In my triple cup, that's two times two
Man, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayy
Yeah, my eyes red, but I'm no Damu
If you don't run it up, that's all on you
Disrespect the gang and we stole on you, hey
Send them Trackhawk shots, don't get called on you (Bang, bang)
Ring my bell, better have that code on you, ayy (Gang, gang)
Marry that guap, you know I do
[Outro]
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Ooh
Yoom
|
Bean (Kobe)
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Skit]
Now, I don't think this is the drugs talking, but I really think this shit gon' work
What you think?
Um, I don't know, it might
Man, I'm tired as fuck
But anyways, um, did you see that video on Instagram?
Man, what video?
It had me dying, but yeah
Don't think I didn't see your Chanel shoes
Man, what is you talkin' about?
Hey, hey I think it'll work
Did you fall asleep? Uzi
Of course it's gon' work
And what a lovely morning
Uzi, wake your ass up
[Intro]
Ayy, I told that bitch I count my cake
Bitch, get out my face
.45 on my waist
Boy, get out my way
(DP on the beat)
Goyard on my waist (Waist)
Boy, you ain't got taste
Now I'm gettin' cake (Cake)
Now your bitch gon' let me
[Chorus]
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love (Lil Uzi)
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Like oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want (Yeah)
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a fuck?
I got the money, now that's all that I want (All that I want)
She ate me for lunch (Yeah), feel like 2Pac, I'm a thug (Oh yeah)
Know some Crips and Bloods
Xanny boy on drugs (Oh yeah)
Got a lot of people banking on me (Yeah)
Tell me why these niggas always hating on me (Oh yeah)
Coming home, they be waiting on me
Like, jump off my dick, all that faking homie (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch (Oh yeah)
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want (Oh yeah)
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts (Oh yeah)
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love (Oh yeah)
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch (Woo, Lil Uzi)
[Verse 2]
Like, fuck nigga, like, can you leave me 'lone? (Yeah)
Made a million by myself, yeah, that be my song (Yeah)
Like, yeah, I rock designer when I'm in my zone (Yeah)
Yeah, I fucked your mama, I'm on my VLONE (Ayy)
Said I'm higher than a drone (Drone), boy, you is my clone (Skrt)
Your mama a crackhead, I sold that bitch some stones (Damn)
Now these bitches want me, I feel like I'm Mike Jones (Jones)
281 330 8004 (Lil Uzi, who?)
Catch me lean spilling while I'm lane switching
Drop the top, cocaine ceiling (Uh)
Backwood, propane pilling
Say my name in it, now your chain missing (Who, Lil Uzi)
Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies
Now I'm higher, now they all salty
Tell them niggas get the fuck up off me
Now I'm higher, now they all salty
[Chorus]
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch, ayy
|
7AM
|
Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
(Sauce it up, ayy, sauce it up, ayy)
(Sauce it up, ayy, goin' numb)
I'm
(Where you from? Ayy, throw it up, ayy)
I'm one of the greatest to ever do it
(Goin' dumb, hey, goin' nuts, hey)
(Sauce it up, hey, sauce it up, hey)
Lil Uzi Vert
(Throw it up, hey, where you from? Hey)
(Throw it up, hey, where you from? Hey)
(Going dumb, hey, going nuts)
[Chorus]
Ooh, sauce it up (Sauce it up)
Ooh, do too much (Do too much)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (Throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (Yeah), goin' dumb
Ooh, sauce it up (Sauce it up)
Ooh, do too much (Do too much)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (Throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (Yeah)
Goin' dumb (Slatt, slatt)
[Verse 1]
Every day I'm ballin', so you know I'm scorin' (Ball)
I feel so important, my pockets enormous (Enormous)
These niggas keep hatin', this is their last warning
Met that girl last night, ooh, fucked her through the morning
I don't know no girl, I'm sorry (Ayy), hang up, girl, don't call me (Call)
No, no, you will not have me caught up all up on Maury (Hello)
Cash shower (Cash shower), make it rain, no game, Atari
Ride me like a Harley (Ayy), only boy in the party
I was on the phone, yeah, with Playboi Carti (Woah)
Comme des Garçons (What?), hearts all on my cardi' (Swag)
I was in a Lamb', Carti, he was in a 'Rari (What? Skrrt)
I'ma keep on flexin', you don't like me then I'm sorry (Sorry)
[Chorus]
Ooh, sauce it up (Sauce it up)
Ooh, do too much (Do too much)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (Throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (Yeah)
Goin' dumb
Ooh, sauce it up (Sauce it up)
Ooh, do too much (Do too much)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (Throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (Yeah)
Goin' dumb (Slatt, slatt)
[Verse 2]
Okay, big guap chasin', big knot havin'
My money stackin', this shit extravagant (Woah)
This for all my niggas, the ones that be traffickin' (Woah)
All my diamonds African, I might go and matte the Benz (Hey)
I already had that bitch (Skrrt)
Went and got a badder bitch (Ayy)
Persian rug, Aladdin shit
Nice foreign ho like a Latin bitch
I could serve you, ayy
Let me say it one time, ayy
Turn around, baby girl, let me serve you (Woah)
Yachty say that you wet like Squirtle (Yeah)
Yeah, walk around pigeon-toed, got the bird flu (Brrr)
And you think you in love, don't wan' hurt you (Woah)
Man, I think that I'm done, gotta swerve you (Swerve)
[Chorus]
Ooh, sauce it up (Sauce it up)
Ooh, do too much (Do too much)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (Throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (Yeah)
Goin' dumb (Oh)
Ooh, sauce it up (Sauce it up)
Ooh, do too much (Do too much)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (Throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (Yeah)
Goin' dumb (Slatt, slatt)
[Outro]
I'm so awesome
I'm so awesome
These niggas so bad, it's exhaustin'
I swear I'm a stunner like Steve Austin
I swear I'm a stunner like Steve Austin
Ooh, sauce it up
Ooh, do too much
Ooh, where you from?
Ooh, throw it up
Ooh, going nuts
Ooh, going dumb (Dumb, dumb)
Lil Uzi Vert
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Sauce It Up
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way
[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, I don't wanna go out bad, wanna go out sad, wanna go out that way (No)
I'm with the winnin' team, they make sure I'm not in last place (Let's go)
If I wake up, don't make no money, that's a sad day (Woah)
Twenty-five hundred on my shirt what the tag say (Let's go)
[Chorus]
I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way, woah
I want it that way
[Verse 1]
Woah, she from Atlanta, she went to Cascade, ayy (Let's get it)
She ride the D like she's tryna drag race (Woah)
Don't slow me right down, I like it fast-paced, ayy
That is enough about that girl, everyone know it is my world
If he dropped an album, thought it was trash day (Yeah, woah)
I'm on my own, not talkin' masturbate, yeah (Ew)
She gave me dome 'til I graduate, woah
I'ma grab a Bentley, Mean might go and grab a Wraith, yeah
I had to snap back into reality and go grab a fitted (Fitted)
My jeans, yeah, they fitted (Woo)
But Lil Uzi, he is so far from the timid (Let's go)
The reason I'm rich
'Cause I had to go and just fix my percentage (Let's go)
You know that I'm winnin'
My white girl got black card and it got no limit (Woo)
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna go out bad, don't wanna go out sad, not that way (Yeah)
I'm with the winnin' team, they make sure I'm not in last place (Yes)
If I wake up, don't make no money, that's a sad day (Woah)
Twenty-five hundred for my shirt what the tag say (Yeah)
[Chorus]
And I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way, woah
I want it that way
[Verse 2]
When I'm in DC, make them hoes go-go (Go)
Yes, I'm slimy like a snail, but I'm no slowpoke (Slow)
Only reason I didn't kick her out 'cause she gon' deepthroat (Yeah)
Hit it no protection, injection, yeah, this shit is lethal (Go)
They laugh at me because I'm emo (Yeah)
I killed my girlfriend, that's why I'm single (Fuck her)
Can't call 911 'cause I'm in Reno (Yeah)
Gave away my thumbs and I stood three toes (Let's go, let's go)
Diamonds hittin', bling, bling (Let's go)
Make the chopper sing, sing (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
He a killer (What?), same thing (Same thing)
Eyes low, Simmons, Ming (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna go out bad, don't wanna go out sad, not that way
I'm with the winnin' team, they make sure I'm not in last place (Yes)
If I wake up, don't make no money, that's a sad day (Why? Woah)
Twenty-five hundred for my shirt what the tag say (Yeah)
[Outro]
I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way
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That Way
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
[Verse 1]
Why that boy just wanna play with me? (Why?)
Like I don't, um, keep that K on me (Yeah)
You was a worm, keep that bait on me (Huh)
Killin' my comp', oh-so fatally (What? Zaytoven)
Yeah, woohoo, ballin' like I'm Bo Jack' (Damn)
Sometimes I think too much, wish that I'd think less
When you lie to me, that is not English (I don't understand)
I must admit that you was the best (Yeah, Zaytoven)
Fuck the rest (Fuck 'em)
I don't see nobody, yeah, fuck the rest (Fuck 'em)
I can't stop, no, no, I don't fuck with rest (No), yeah
On the real, wish I thought of you less (Yeah, Zaytoven)
On the real, wish I fucked you less (What? Yeah)
Thought you was real 'cause the things you said (Yeah)
Thought you was real 'cause you ain't invade my checks (Yeah)
Thought you was my future, but you're my ex
[Chorus]
Nowadays, got a side chick on side chick (Side, yeah)
They keep hackin' my iPhone (Yeah), 'bout to get a Sidekick
I don't like to stand up, told that girl to ride it (What?)
Murakami, buy it, Goyard, buy it
Phillip Lim, buy it, Rick Owens, buy it (Yeah)
Off-White, buy it (Yeah), even though I don't gotta buy it (Yeah)
VLONE tatted on me, if you thought I was lyin' (VLONE thug)
Girl, you need to back-back, ooh, you need some Trident (Yeah)
Nowadays, got a side chick on side chick (Side, yeah)
They keep hackin' my iPhone (Yeah), 'bout to get a sidekick
I don't like to stand up, told that girl to ride it (What?)
Murakami, buy it, Goyard, buy it
Phillip Lim, buy it, Rick Owens, buy it
Off-White, buy it (Yeah), even though I don't gotta buy it
VLONE tatted on me, if you thought I was lyin' (VLONE thug)
Girl, you need to back-back, ooh, you need some Trident (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
And if it is a problem, my niggas ridin' (What?)
Know my niggas slidin' (Yeah), turn it to a riot (Doot-doot-doot)
I fucked her in a SLS, you fucked her in a Hyatt (What?)
Ain't nothin' wrong with that (Yeah), I'm just a little more high-end (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Nowadays, got a side chick on side chick (Side, yeah)
They keep hackin' my iPhone (Yeah), 'bout to get a Sidekick
I don't like to stand up, told that girl to ride it (What?)
Murakami, buy it, Goyard, buy it
Phillip Lim, buy it, Rick Owens, buy it (Yeah)
Off-White, buy it (Yeah), even though I don't gotta buy it (Yeah)
VLONE tatted on me, if you thought I was lyin' (VLONE thug)
Girl, you need to back-back, ooh, you need some Trident (Yeah)
[Outro]
How you do it like that, Uzi? (How?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (How?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (What?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (How?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (How you do it?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (Lil Uzi)
How you do it like that, Uzi?
How you do it like that, Uzi?
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Buy It
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
(Welcome to Eternal Atake, the dark world)
(你准备好了吗?)
[Chorus]
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Yeah)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (BRABUS)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
[Verse 1]
I got static in my city, who fuckin' with me?
Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty
Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, that's too risky
Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky
She keep suckin' on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey
Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky
I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky
Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone, I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?)
I heard it's some niggas that's on my head (Brr)
I heard it's some niggas that want my bread
Oh my God
Y'all niggas better chill before y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin' my swag (Hold up)
Whole lot of, whole lot of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck
Uzi, it came with a TEC
The brick, that came with a vet
I can teach you how to flex (Yes)
The Draco, it came with a vest
The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah)
My new bitch, she came with some neck (Yeah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (Woah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
They thought I believed in the devil like ouija
Man, these boys ain't believe me
A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (Yeah)
I swear these boys cannot see me
That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie
Wake up, Versace my bitch
I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine
[Chorus]
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's go)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Nah, for real)
I had to count my money on the ironing board
I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores
[Verse 2]
I had to get all my niggas off bond, I had to get 'em off holding (Yeah)
I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (Skrrt, skrrt)
It sing like my birthday, brand new
'Cause I'm only known just to floor it (Brand new)
Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
All these hoes love me
I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me
Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me
You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If it's beef, don't partake
No, I do not eat steak (Yeah)
All I eat is fish plates
My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay
Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (Yeah)
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
[Chorus]
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah)
I had to count my money on the ironing board (Yeah)
I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores (Store)
[Outro]
Fucked behind the stores
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores (Sure)
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores
Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store
Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before
You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before
What the...
Yo, what the fuck was that?
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Baby Pluto
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
Who the fuck are you? Ayy
Who the fuck are you? Ayy
Who the fuck are you?
[Chorus]
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Hunnid on my jewels, ayy, I got all these groupies
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
[Verse 1]
Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Fuck bitches in twos, ayy, fuck bitches in twos, ayy
Fucked that bitch on Monday, fuck her sister Tuesday
You is not gon' do a thing, with my squad like Wu-Tang, ayy
I'm gonna knuck if I buck
Let a lil' nigga try us
Hit a nigga with a truck
Leave a lil' nigga so stuck
Brittany turned me to a slut
Brittany turned me to a slut
Brittany turned me to a slut
Hit the bitch all on her back, ayy, never put it in her butt, ayy
Put that shit all in her pussy, ayy, leave that shit all in her gut, ayy
[Chorus]
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Hunnid on my jewels, ayy, I got all these groupies
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
[Verse 2]
Sometimes Fear of God, ayy
Saint Laurent the boots, ayy
I feel like I'm Dro, ayy, car ain't got no roof, ayy
That bitch kinda cute, ayy, blow me like a flute, ayy
Diamonds drippin', they so wet, I gotta wipe my jewels, ayy
I can't wife no fool, ayy, got no time for mood swings
Spent like 50 on the ring and I brought two rings
Remember that bitch ain't want fuck me
Now that bitch wanna just fuck me
Remember that bitch said I'm dusty
Look at that hoe, like, "You ugly", ayy
Your man ain't got no money, ayy
I just be smokin' the dope, Skeme, he be smokin' the clove
My brother whippin' the stove
Jump in the crowd at my show, fucked the bitch in the front row
[Outro]
Cannon, Cannon went crazy
Treez, what up Treez?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, uh
Hotel party for these bad hoes
For these bad hoes, that trip
Ayy, ayy
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Top
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Lil Uzi Vert
|
[Intro]
Dear mama (Dear mom)
Love you mama (That's on gang)
And grandmama (1600 Block)
Slatt, slatt, slatt
(That-that-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw)
[Chorus]
Dear mama
I don’t wanna sign off (No way)
Out here gettin' commas (Count up)
Like my dad, I'm a grinder (Oh yeah, grinder, grinder)
She don’t want me locked up (Locked up)
Mama, I'm gon' wash up (Wash up, yeah)
Whip my wrist, it lock up (Yeah, okay)
All my diamonds rocked up (Oh yeah, okay)
I don't wanna sign off (Woah)
[Verse 1]
Mama love me so I can do no wrong (Wrong, do no wrong)
Mama in the trap so this her favorite song (Song, favorite song)
I'm gon' get them racks, lil' baby, they so long (Long, they so long)
Said I wasn't nothin’ but I came in strong (Strong)
You got the best advice but I won’t call (No way)
I know I'm grown so I do not need y’all (I got it)
And if I get locked up mom change the law (Oh yeah)
You fix everything, so that's what I thought (Thought)
When I was small, mama made me tall (Tall)
Even though I'm daddy's pup she still gon’ wipe my paws (My paws)
Don't care about this money, don't care about them cars (She don't, she don't)
Lose my mama, that's a problem you can't solve (Gang)
[Chorus]
Dear mama
I don't wanna sign off (No way)
Out here gettin' commas (Count up)
Like my dad, I'm a grinder (Oh yeah, grinder, grinder)
She don't want me locked up (Locked up)
Mama, I'm gon' wash up (Wash up, yeah)
Whip my wrist, it lock up (Yeah, okay)
All my diamonds rocked up (Oh yeah, okay)
I don't wanna sign off (Woah)
[Verse 2]
Now I got the game in a headlock (Headlock, okay)
Never catch me lackin', run a red light (No lackin' shorty, skrrt)
Bitch, we talk in codes, we the real slimes (On foenem)
They tried to break my safe, I had a deadlock (Deadlock, slatt)
Mama used to bag in the day time (Day time, I say, cool)
Mama got that bag by the night time (Night time)
Was on 32nd Street, I was like eight then (I think Cumberland)
Moved to Francisville and met my real friends (Bah)
Mama said, "Stay down there 'fore you get hurt" (1600, hurt, I was)
That was way before I was Lil Uzi Vert (1600, Lil Uzi Vert)
Mama saw me in action, it could've got worse (1600)
I know that my mama, know I'm shootin' first
[Chorus]
Dear mama (Boo, bah)
I don't wanna sign off (No way)
Out here gettin' commas (Count up)
Like my dad, I'm a grinder (Oh yeah, grinder, grinder)
She don't want me locked up (Locked up)
Mama, I'm gon' wash up (Wash up, yeah)
Whip my wrist, it lock up (Yeah, okay)
All my diamonds rocked up (Oh yeah, okay)
I don't wanna sign off (Woah)
[Outro]
Dear mama (Slatt, 1600 Block)
Love you mama (That's on gang, slatt)
And grandmama (1600 Block)
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Dark Queen
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
Um, I'm on some shit like
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
(T-T-T-That be Maaly Raw)
(Cannon)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Of course)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
[Verse 1]
Everybody know I'm better, ayy (Yeah), yeah, I'm better, ayy (Yeah)
It don't matter, ayy (What?), pockets fatter, ayy (Ayy)
Nowadays I'm on, my haters, they got sadder, ayy (What?)
That's money longer, ayy (Yeah), different song, bruh, ayy (Yeah)
Different producer (Yeah)
I can do anything and I won't lose her (Yeah)
She got right with a winner, left that loser (Bye-bye), ayy (Uh)
Talkin' shit, boy, make me get my Ruger, yeah, I said my Ruger (Uh)
All my niggas they shooters (Pow)
Rockin' them grills all the way 'til my tooth hurt (Yeah)
Oh, he cold? Well, I swear that I'm cooler (Brr)
That ain't no Rollie, bitches, it's a Franck Muller, yeah, a Franck Muller (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Boy, I started on the bottom (Huh?)
Made my way to the top (What?)
Boy, I'm gon' keep winnin' (I am)
You know I cannot stop (I can't)
Remember I had a little (I did)
Turned that shit to a lot (I did)
Always been one hunnid (I was)
Put that on my block (Oh yeah)
Used to want that four-door (Huh?)
Now I want that drop (Skrrt-skrrt)
Yeah, now I do what I want (What?)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (What?)
[Post-Chorus]
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Lil Uzi)
[Verse 2]
Girl, you see me gettin' this money, woah, please don't front (Yeah)
Hunt & Fish Club where I'm eatin', woah, what's for lunch?
And them boys back home be talkin' but I won't get touched (I'm not scared)
Stay to myself how I survive, no one who I trust, yeah
No one who I trust (Yeah)
Who them niggas? No, they not with us (No)
All these girls, yeah, they ride with us (Yeah)
I don't pay 'em no mind because I just want the bucks, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Boy, I started on the bottom (Huh?)
Made my way to the top (What?)
Boy, I'm gon' keep winnin' (I am)
You know I cannot stop (I can't)
Remember I had a little (I did)
Turned that shit to a lot (I did)
Always been one hundred (I was)
Put that on my block (Oh yeah)
Used to want that four-door (Huh?)
Now I want that drop (Skrrt-skrrt)
Yeah, now I do what I want (What?)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (What?)
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Do What I Want
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Chorus]
Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein
Extra clip in it, nigga, I ain't got no aim
Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine
And I stay with the cash like a XO chain
Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that's your range
When I go to the club, make it storm, hurricane (Yeah)
Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane
[Verse 1]
Said Rick Owens boot, they be knee-high, mane
Now when I look down you know I can't see my ankle
Man, she asked for some racks, gave her three times ten
Put her right in the condo, put her in the Benz
And I did all of that, don't wanna see her again
And honestly on to better things, that's her friend
These niggas groupies, they peons, mane
King of my city like Leon, mane
'Head of these niggas by eons, mane
She let me touch for the free-on, mane
So you know that's a must like Elon, mane
They was hatin', I was spendin', you was savin'
Man, I'm countin' up green like a pea pod, mane
I was holdin' down my team like my name was Peyton
Had to make sure my brother good, Eli Manning
Cartiers got diamonds all in the middle
Like a nigga pulled up with three eyes, mane
Just know them shits, they all G.I., mane
Everybody got Rollies, that's two-time frames
I said my side girl tryna be my main
And I said my main girl keep stalkin' my side
I told her, "Shut up and go for a ride" (Skrrt)
In this Rolls-Royce truck
Girl, yeah, you can be on the bus (Yeah)
You can get what you want
Out the mall, no need to hold me up (Woo)
Rickity-racks that's all in my Louis V jeans, double stuffed (Rickity-racks)
I'm turnt to the max, these lil' itty-bitty niggas know it's up
[Chorus]
Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein
Extra clip in it, nigga, I ain't got no aim
I said, Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine
And I stay with the cash like a XO chain
Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that's your range
When I came to the club, make it storm, hurricane
Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane
[Post-Chorus]
I said it's up, up, up, uppity (Yeah)
Moonwalkin' all on the money (Yeah)
When I moonwalk, my diamonds still sunny (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I moonwalk, I don't need no twenties
When it come to the drip, not in front of me (Woah)
Wearin' Balenciaga on my jacket, my shirt
And my pants, and my socks, and my undies (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Woah, I'm too litty
Yeah, bitch look like Chinese Kitty (Yeah)
1942 in my section, no Remy (Let's go)
Took JT out the city (Yeah)
I can make a ho get way too sticky
Yeah, way, way, way too sticky (Woah)
Hold up, don't you got a whole situation? (Damn)
Livin' my life, too risky (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How you doin', Uzi? I'm doin' great
I pulled up in the foreign, let's race (Skrrt)
Yes, I stay with some money on me (Money)
Only thing in my pocket, big face (What?)
It's amazing to me how my baby pull up with a fat ass and a skinny waist
It's amazing to me how I spend all this money and I ain't even go in my safe (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's amazing to me how these niggas don't know me but still find a way just to hate (Yeah, yeah)
It's amazing to me how back then she ain't want me but now she wanna go on a date (Yeah)
It's amazing to me how she ask for them racks, told that girl get the fuck out my face (Ha)
It's amazing to me how I'm eatin' so much and I still didn't gain no weight (Woah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein
Extra clip in it, nigga, I ain't got no aim
I said, Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine
And I stay with the cash like a XO chain
Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that's your range
When I came to the club, make it storm, hurricane (Yeah)
Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane
[Post-Chorus]
I said it's up, up, up, uppity (Yeah)
Moonwalkin' all on the money (Yeah)
When I moonwalk, my diamonds still sunny (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I moonwalk, I don't need no twenties
When it come to the drip, not in front of me
Wearin' Balenciaga on my jacket, my shirt
And my pants, and my socks, and my undies (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
What the f—
That shit smoking, what the—
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Lo Mein
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
Uzi (Yeah)
Pink Tape
Lil Uzi
(Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Yeah
[Chorus]
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (What?)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss (Loss)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (Heart)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt, woah)
I got a Republican doctor (Yeah)
Made my ass great again, MAGA (Woah)
Know you mad now, enchilada
When bitches test me, it get messy like soccer
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (No wannabe)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)
I got a Republican doctor (Ah)
Made my ass great again, MAGA
Bitch, don't make me rag you, pasta
I'm numbеr one, you could only be dolce, Gabbana
[Verse 1]
I got a Chinеse girl, yeah, she from Shanghai (Ni hao)
She goes to Parsons in New York, got good eye
I know I love her, only saw her two times
I met her at Dover Street Market, good eye
[Verse 2]
Ayo, even if my name was Natalie Nunn
You bitches still couldn't chin-check me
That's word to Chanel, they ain't nothin' to see
Bitches on TV channelin' me
Harajuku Barbie, Roman Zolanski
From Red Ruby to Chun-Li
I put door knocker earrings in Fendi (Oh)
Then stamped the trench coat Burberry
Where the C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N? Don't see any (Oop)
Sittin' under stars in the city lights (City lights)
Baby daddy tell me I got pretty eyes (Pretty eyes)
Bitches only eatin' when I dust crumbs (Dust crumbs)
I stay with that Uzi, I'm his plus one (Oop)
I was really in the field with Karl Lager' (Oop)
And now it's Heaven campaigns (R.I.P.)
Check in with Dapper Dan when I'm in Harlem
My niggas'll blow like Virgil
I got that duffel (Heard you), mm
Ooh
Everything we do, you motherfuckers do it too
Heavy on it, tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick too
Everything we do
[Verse 3]
These rappers can't dress, yeah, they just be hatin'
I never ratted, but got all the statements
Stopped wearing Kapital 'cause it got basic
I still wear Kapital, Uzi, stop fakin'
I used to wear more Number (N)ine than Asians
I mix the Greg Lauren, Purple Label
My closet too cluttered, clothes on my table
We wore that VLONE 'til it turned faded
[Interlude]
Yeah, I'm the reason why niggas wear them Goyard bags (Yeah)
It was niggas doing it, but I brought that shit to the hood (I started that shit)
And I made that shit all good (I started that shit)
They stalkin' my swag, stalkin' my swag
[Chorus]
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Yes)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss (No)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car
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Endless Fashion
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Lil Uzi Vert
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[Pre-Chorus]
I'm on that good kush and alcohol (Mike WiLL Made-It)
I got some down bitches I can call (What's hatnin'?)
I don't know what I would do without y'all
I'ma ball 'til the day I fall (I'ma ball, ball, ball)
[Chorus]
Yeah, long as my bitches love me (Yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me (Yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah; EarDrummers; yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout no nigga
Long as these bitches love me
[Verse 1]
Uh, pussy-ass nigga, stop hatin'
Lil Tunechi got that fire
And these hoes love me like Satan, man
Yeah, fuck with me and get bodied
And all she eat is dick
She's on a strict diet, that's my baby
Uh, with no makeup, she a ten (Ten)
And she the best with that head
Even better than Karrine
She don't want money
She want the time that we could spend
She said, "'Cause I really need somebody
So tell me you're that somebody"
Girl, I fuck who I want, and fuck who I don't
Got that A1 credit, that's that filet mignon
She said, "I never want to make you mad
I just want to make you proud"
I said, "Baby, just make me cum
Then don't make a sound"
Slick Tunechi
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm on that good kush and alcohol (Yeah)
I got some down bitches I can call (What's hatnin'?)
I don't know what I would do without y'all
I'ma ball 'til the day I fall (I'ma ball, ball, ball)
[Chorus]
Yeah, long as my bitches love me (My bitches love me, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me (My bitches love me; yeah, yeah; my bitches love me; yeah, yeah; my bitches love me; yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout no nigga
Long as these bitches love me
[Verse 2]
Uh, real nigga, fuck these haters
These hoes got pussies like craters
Can't treat these hoes like ladies, man
Pussy, money, weed, codeine
She said my dick feel like morphine
I hope my name taste like sardines to these niggas
She wake up, eat this dick
Call that breakfast in bed, 69, 96
I feel her heartbeat, I chest-to-chest with this bitch
Now turn around, face down; I'm arrestin' this bitch
Yeah, all my bitches love me, and I love all my bitches
But it's like as soon as I cum, I come to my senses
And I would say these hoes' names
But then I would be snitchin'
And these haters try to knock me
But they can't knock me off the hinges
Lil Tunechi
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm on that good kush and alcohol (Yeah)
I got some down bitches I can call (What's hatnin'?)
I don't know what I would do without y'all (I don't know what I would do without y'all)
I'ma ball 'til the day I fall (I'ma ball, ball, ball)
[Chorus]
Yeah, long as my bitches love me (My bitches love me, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me (My bitches love me; yeah, yeah; my bitches love me; yeah, yeah; my bitches love me; yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout
[Bridge]
I lost a few good bitches, met some more bad bitches
And I be schoolin' them niggas, pose for your class picture
Now kiss my ass if you hatin', I'm gettin' ass, or I'm skatin', yeah
I lost a few good bitches, met some more bad bitches
And I be schooling them niggas, pose for your class picture
Now kiss my ass if you hate, I'm gettin' ass, or I'm skatin'
Bitch
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm on that good kush and alcohol (Tunechi)
I got some down bitches I can call (What's hatnin'?)
I don't know what I would do without y'all (I don't know what I would do without y'all)
I'ma ball 'til the day I fall (I'ma ball, ball, ball)
[Chorus]
Yeah, long as my bitches love me (My bitches love, yeah, yeah; yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me (My bitches love me; yeah, yeah; my bitches love me; yeah, yeah; my bitches love me; yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout no nigga (Yeah)
Long as these bitches love me
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Love Me
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Lil Wayne
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[Intro]
I got a story to tell, you know that I cherish thee
Hope it ain't too many feelings involved
[Refrain]
I see niggas in this bitch stunting, popping bottles
Getting drunk with these bitches
Then when they leave, they get followed
Fall asleep with that bitch
And really don't know much about her
Then she let us in, we take all of your shit
And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love her
[Verse 1]
I be with bitches that be with bitches
That be with niggas with riches
I tell her, "Get him," she say, "I got you"
I say, "No, bitch, I said get him" (Ha)
And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy
He hit it and sleep on her titties
Then she give us the word, we come through with AKs
It's a stick-up, she scream like a victim, now you
Feeling so silly, I smoke color purple
I'm up in here feeling like Celie, ooh
Nappy-ass dreads, what's that you say?
Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli, ooh
You can get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feeling 'cause you
Thought that she was an angel, that bitch ain't no angel
I treat her halo like a frisbee, and you
Tell her your business, she tell me your business
You tell that bitch what you feeling
All of the beans you be spilling, to you
She lie through her teeth; cavities, fillings
She know where you hide it, tell me where it's hidden
She know when you gone, tell me when to visit
We break in your home and take the specifics
And meanwhile, the bitch is on vacation with him
So she don't get blamed, we don't snatch chains
We find out addresses, and we don't leave messes
You'll only know that it's gone when you checking
Then your first thought is to start second guessing
She say, "What's wrong?" He say, "Nothing, keep resting,"
She say, "What's missing?"—"How you know something missing?"
He scratched his head, she say, "Get back in bed,"
Then she gave him some head, boy, you can't trust them bitches
And then she say, "Ooh"
[Refrain]
I see niggas in this bitch stunting, popping bottles
Getting drunk with these bitches
Then when they leave, they get followed
I be with bitches that know the bitches
That's with the niggas we following
Get them on the line, stay two cars behind
And tell them hoes, "Don't be so obvious!"
Mona Lisa, long hair, don't care
She handle the business and don't ever tell
She bite the bullet and cough up the shell
She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place,"
And if he say yeah, then we meet 'em there
She feed him lies with his silverware
She don't want love, she just want her share, I
[Verse 2]
Know a bitch named Liz
This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is
So, he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears
And then she tell me, and I be all ears
Then I go and tell my people, and they already know it
And then I call Liz, and she say he coming over
I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you"
She gave me a salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier!"
We waiting outside, watch him pull up
Walk up to the door, and right before he knocked
She open the door naked, she left it unlocked
They started French kissing so he didn't see moi
And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch
Music up loud with his head in the clouds
Turn that shit down, and I scared the piss out him
Piss a nigga off, put the gun to his frown
"Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around
I ain't here to fuck around, caught you with your pants down
You know what it is, put your fucking hands up!
Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down"
Then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her
She a good actress, and you a dead actor
You'll be dead after we get what we after
If Liz call you daddy, she 'bout to be a bastard, oh
I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga
But think for me, nigga
Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga
I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga
She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga
She slip something in it, now faint for me, nigga
Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture
Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas
Pussy got you out of character, nigga
You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga
Take everything that you have 'til you don't even have
An opinion, we have your attention
And now you looking down a barrel though, nigga
Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga
We just looking for the casserole, nigga
But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga, Mona
[Verse 3]
Ah, every day she wake up with a different color makeup
And a promise he gon' take her to the movie and the mall
Chilling with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter
Four minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball
Paparazzi looking at 'em both, popping up and take a picture, uh
Probably on an internet blog
In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her
On his mother, man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
(Mona Lisa)
Pussy good enough, it got him sinning in the walls
And he digging in it like he living in it, make a new religion with it
Man, a nigga 'bout to go against God
Poetry in the pear trees
Sweet tone like a hummingbird when she asked him
Did he want to make love in a yellow taxi?
Never gave two fucks, jumped in the backseat
Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby
Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie
I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pet laughing
I'ma call up again like I did last week
Make good with the friend, and I'm all jazzy
Britney with the twin and the girl, Ashley
Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy
Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me
Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me
'Bout no motherfucking double standard, acting
Fucking on another nigga, that's a negative alone
But you sucked his dick? That's just nasty
Matter fact, bitch, gimme your phone! (No!)
You fucking with Wayne's!? (No!)
Bitch, gimme your phone! (No! Let me, let me take this call real quick—like a lollipop)
He on your fucking ringtone!? Is that the shit that you do!?
Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos
Jump on the internet, watching his interviews
I don't know what the fuck lately gotten into you
Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder
Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter?
The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma
Daycare after school and she never did charge ya
You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up
You know what? I give up, let me go get my gun
I got one in the chamber I'm planning on aiming
Goddammit, you know that the damage is done
Bitch, I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress
I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess
So in conclusion
Since you like rappers that's killing that pussy, I'm killing myself
[Chorus]
She say, "Ooh, daddy, ooh,"
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Ooh, fake smile (Ooh)
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She say, "Ooh," dead emotion (Ooh)
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Now he get the picture
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah
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Mona Lisa
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Lil Wayne
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[Chorus]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
[Verse 1]
Ahem
Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down pat; call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You no wan' start Weezy 'cause the 'F' is for finisher
So misunderstood, but what's a world without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time; synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her
Never met the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her
Life is the bitch, and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin—what a fuckin' family picture
You know Father Time, and we all know Mother Nature
It's all in the family, but I am of no relation
No matter who's buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and white diamonds; fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut
Young Money runnin' shit, and you niggas just runner-ups
I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doin' this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tuna Fish, ha!
[Chorus]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch (Yeah)
Six-six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch (I'm goin' back in)
[Verse 2]
Okay
I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don't understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy
Just talked to Moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up; call it self-defense
Swear, man, I be seein' through these niggas like sequins
Niggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
Talkin' to myself because I am my own consultant
Married to the money, fuck the world; that's adultery
You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo' ass talk
Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add salt
Stop playin', bitch, I got this game on deadbolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and tomorrow
But these ma'fuckers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke
Glass half empty, half full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run into a wall; outfielder
You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe
Bitch, stop playin', I do it like a king do
If these niggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon
Tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all
And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on
But most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
Satisfied with nothin', you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Cash Money... uh
Paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's move in silence like lasagna
People say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda
Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep, so I can't find her
You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swag, you would kill for
Money too strong; pockets on bodybuilder
Jumped in a wishin' well, now wish me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell
[Verse 3]
Yeah, word to my mama, I'm out of my lima bean
Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend
I-I play the side for you niggas that's tryna front, and see
Son of Gun, Son of Sam, you niggas the son of me
Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
Disturb me, and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda
Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bold like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya
I be mackin', 'bout my stackin', amount I pack like a mover
Shout to ratchet for backin' out on behalf of my shooter
Niggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler, Wayne
These niggas out they mind, I done told these fuck niggas so many times
That I keep them bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause
To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love, keep throwin' my sign
In the middle, hit 'em up, piece on my side, ‘cause ain't no peace on my side
Bitch, I'm a man, I visit urinals abroad
Tune told me to, I'm shootin' when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a BX nigga
Ya heard? Gunna
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6 Foot 7 Foot
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Lil Wayne
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[Produced by Boi-1da and Vinylz]
[Chorus]
I'm the only one that get the job done
I don't know a nigga that could cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my dad
He said she might say she love me
She don't love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets
I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
I'm the one they come to see because they all
Believe me
[Verse 1]
Yeah, rip, rip rip
It's been me and Young Tune off the rip
That's the man that put me in this shit
If a nigga fuck with him, I'll put him down quick
Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique
I've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me trip
God damn, do y'all really know who y'all fuckin' with?
Yeah, I mean you can't blame me for wonderin'
Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summer
On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don't fuckin' miss
Yeah, Stunna and Mack know
When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back
And I was snappin' off on every single track though
Collect call from the boss like where we at though
I was like, "Hah, it's our time, nigga"
He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my nigga
And I'll been rockin' with the team 'til Carter IX
And we YMCMB, waitin' on somebody to try us, nigga
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Lord knows I'll murk one of these niggas, yeah
His and hers Ferraris, nigga
One for me, one for my daughter, nigga
Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga
I tote a 223, two Michael Jordans, nigga
Come on, fight these shell cases like a lawyer, nigga
Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, nigga
Out of duct tape so when he prayin' I ignore the nigga
All I gotta say is "sayonara, nigga"
Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyin' for a nigga
Where the real queens at? Shout out Capone and Noreaga
We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later
Diamonds in my Rollie face cannot be exfoliated
They think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestrated
Yayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin'
Ain't 'bout what you walk away from, it's 'bout what you walk away with
Dead Presidents, them coffins vacant
I must be doin' somethin'
[Verse 3]
Had to get it poppin' off the rip
Rich young nigga that ain't never had to trick
Slim Thug flow but you know I like 'em thick
If she get a job at DOA, I drop her off a tip
I had to get it poppin' off the rip
I'm the one they tell yah been reppin' in the 6
Come into the city and yah niggas get to trippin'
We'll take yah to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff
Well damn, just be happy for the man
Nirvana, Coldplay, nigga got bands
Ink from the money, got it all over my hands
Goin' out to Houston, spendin' all of my advance
V Live just took me for a cheque
"Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt"
Yes, right now you are lookin' at the best
Mothafuck award shows and mothafuck the press like that
[Verse 4]
Mothafuck the rest
When they jumped off the porch, I was stumblin' up the steps
I'd give what I collect before I give up my connect
It'd be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat
One finger, slidin' 'cross my neck
Niggas know what that mean like they deaf
Nigga I'll fire this nina like it's her first day
On the job and the bitch overslept
Tune stay humble, nigga I'm a king
Need a horn and a drumroll
They throw mothafuckin' roses at my feet, nigga
I don't step on one rose
I'm the only one that get the job done
I don't know a nigga that can cover for me
Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach
She look like she got a bun in the oven from me
Preheat, believe me
All you gotta do is pay me every week
I had these bitches havin' babies every week
I'm the nigga, see me skatin' in the streets
Gone
[Outro]
Rip rip, nigga
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Believe Me
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Lil Wayne
|
[Intro]
Uh, with everything happening today
You don't know whether you're coming or going, but
You think that ya on your way
Life lined up on the mirror, don't blow it
[Verse 1]
Woah, look at me when I'm talking to you
You looking at me but I'm looking through you
I see the blood in your eyes
I see the love in disguise
I see the pain hidden in your pride
I see you're not satisfied
And I don't see nobody else
I see myself, I'm looking at the
[Chorus]
Mirror on the wall (Woah)
Here we are again (Yeah)
Through my rise and fall (Uh)
You've been my only friend (Yeah)
You told me that they can
Understand the man I am
So why are we here
Talking to each other again?
[Verse 2]
Uh, I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
But I'm with you when you're all alone
And you correct me when I'm looking wrong
I see the guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your window pane
I see the scars that remain
I see Wayne, I'm lookin' at the
[Chorus]
Mirror on the wall
Here we are again (Yeah)
Through my rise and fall (Uh-huh)
You've been my only friend (My only friend)
You told me that they can
Understand the man I am (They can't understand)
So why are we here (Misunderstood)
Talking to each other again? (Woah)
[Verse 3]
Looking at me now, I can see my past
Damn, I look just like my fucking dad
Light it up, that's smoke and mirrors
I even look good in a broken mirror
I see my mama smile, that's a blessing
I see the change, I see the message
And no message could've been any clearer
So I'm starting with the man in the
[Chorus]
Mirror on the wall (MJ taught me that)
Here we are again
Through my rise and fall (Uh)
You've been my only friend (Take 'em to Mars, man)
You told me that they can
Understand the man I am
So why are we
Talking to each other again? (Uh)
Mirror on the wall (Woah)
Here we are again (Yeah)
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend (Any questions?)
You told me that they can (I come to you)
Understand the man I am (You always have the answer)
So why are we here
Talking to each other again?
[Outro]
Mirror on the wall
Hey B.P, looks like I did take 'em to Mars this time
So why are we
Talking to each other again?
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Mirror
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Lil Wayne
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[Chorus]
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm a slave to your games (I'm just a sucker for pain)
I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down
Ooh (Oh), I'm just a sucker for pain (Dolla $ign)
[Verse 1]
I'm a sucker for pain
I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles (My ankles)
Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion (Yeah)
We gon' go to war, yeah, without failure (Uh, yeah)
Do it for the fam, dog, ten toes down, dog
Love and the loyalty, that's what we stand for (Uh-huh)
Alienated by society
All this pressure give me anxiety (Anxiety)
Walk slow through the fire
Like, who gon' try us?
Feeling the world go against us ('Gainst us)
So we put the world on our shoulders
[Chorus]
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm a slave to your games (I'm just a sucker for pain)
I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down
Ooh (Oh), I'm just a sucker for pain
[Verse 2]
I been at it with my homies, it don't matter, you don't know me
I been rollin' with my team, we the illest on the scene
I been riding 'round the city with my squad
I been riding 'round the city with my squad
We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing
Hold up, take a step back when we roll up, 'cause I know what
We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in
Won't hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion
I know I been bussin', no discussion for my family
No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy
Like what's up? Hold up, we finna re-load up
Yes, I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up
[Verse 3]
Uh, devoted to destruction
A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction
I'm dying slow, but the devil tryna rush me
See, I'm a fool for pain, I'm a dummy
Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat
Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat
Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast
And if I get stung, I get stoked, might choke
Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal, naked in the North Pole
That's why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul
And only Lord knows when I'm coming to the crossroads
So I don't fear shit but tomorrow
And I'm a sucker for pain, it ain't nuttin' but pain
You just fuckin' complain, you ain't tough as you claim
Just stay up in your lane, just don't fuck with Lil Wayne
I'ma jump from my plane or stand in front of a train
'Cause I'm a sucker for pain
[Bridge]
Used to doing bad, now we feel like we just now gettin' it (Gettin' it)
Ain't got no other way, so we start it and finish it (Finish it)
No pain (No pain), no gain (No gain)
Never stand down, made our own way (Own way)
Never going slow, we pick up the pace (Pick up the pace)
This is what we wanted from a young age (Young age)
No emotion, that's what business is (Business is)
Lord have mercy on the witnesses (Witnesses)
[Chorus]
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you (Oh)
I'm just a sucker for pain
[Outro]
More pain
Got me beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin'
For more pain
Got me beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin'
For more pain
Got me beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin', beggin'
For more pain
Got me beggin'...
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Sucker for Pain
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Lil Wayne
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[Intro]
Bangladesh
Young Money!
You dig?
Mack, I'm going in
[Verse 1]
A millionaire, I'm a Young Money millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair
I'm a venereal disease, like a menstrual bleed
Through the pencil, and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind
'Cause I don't write shit, 'cause I ain't got time
'Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar
And the almighty power of that ch-cha-cha-cha-chopper
Sister, brother, son, daughter, father; mother-fuck a copper
Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge, pussy poppin'
Tell the coppers, "Ha-ha-ha-ha
You can't catch him, you can't stop him"
I go by them goon rules: if you can't beat 'em, then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em, then you mop 'em
You can't stand 'em, then you drop 'em
You pop 'em 'cause we pop 'em like Orville Redenbacher
[Chorus]
Motherfucker, I'm ill
[Verse 2]
A million here, a million there
Sicilian bitch with long hair, with coke in her derrière
Like smoking the thinnest air
I open the Lamborghini, hopin' them crackers see me
Like, "Look at that bastard Weezy!"
He's a beast, he's a dog, he's a mothafuckin' problem
Okay, you're a goon, but what's a goon to a goblin?
Nothin', nothin', you ain't scarin' nothin'
On some faggot bullshit: call 'em Dennis Rodman
Call me what you want, bitch! Call me on my Sidekick!
Never answer when it's private, damn, I hate a shy bitch
Don't you hate a shy bitch? Yeah, I ate a shy bitch
She ain't shy no more, she changed her name to My Bitch, haha
Yeah, nigga, that's my bitch, so when she ask
For the money when you through, don't be surprised, bitch!
And it ain't trickin' if you got it
But you like a bitch with no ass: You ain't got shit
Motherfucker, I'm ill, not sick
And I'm okay, but my watch sick, yeah, my drop sick
Yeah, my Glock sick, and my knot thick — I'm it
[Verse 3]
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and 2Pac
André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that?
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that true that, swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour, haha
And I'd rather be pushin' flowers
Than to be in the pen sharin' showers
Tony told us this world was ours
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in her garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy, I got so many bitches, like I'm Mike Lowrey
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me
Motherfucker, I say "Life ain't shit without me"
Chrome lips pokin' out the coupe, look like it's poutin'
I do what I do, and you do what you can do about it
Bitch, I can turn a crack rock into a mountain — dare me
Don't you compare me, 'cause there ain't nobody near me
They don't see me but they hear me
They don't feel me but they fear me
I'm illy, C3, 3 Peat
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A Milli
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Lil Wayne
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[Verse 1]
Ugh, AK on my nightstand, right next to that Bible
But I swear, with these fifty shots, I'll shoot it out with Five-O
Pockets gettin' too fat, no Weight Watchers, no lipo
Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tightrope
And I make that pussy tap out, I knock that pussy out cold
Nigga, you get beat the crap out, but that's just how the dice roll
These hoes want that hose-pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe
She get on that dick and stay on, all night, like porch lights
Let's do it, fuck talking, we out here, we ballin'
And I'm spraying at these rusty niggas like WD-40
We fucked up, we Truk'd up; no if, ands, or butt-fucks
Bitch niggas go behind your back like nunchucks, and that's fucked up
But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever
These bitches think they're too fly, well, tell them hoes I pluck feathers
I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit, fuck Gucci
She blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smooches
And that's 2 Chainz
[Chorus]
Look at you (Aw), now look at us
All my niggas look rich as fuck (Yeah)
All my niggas live rich as fuck (Yeah)
All—All my niggas look rich as fuck (Yeah)
Look at you (Look at you), now look at us (Now look at us)
All my niggas look rich as fuck (Bitch)
All my—All my niggas live rich as fuck (You hoe-ass bi—)
All my—All—All my ni—
[Verse 2]
Ugh, never talk to the cops, I don't speak Pig Latin
I turned a penny to a motherfuckin Janet Jackson
Tell the bitches that be hatin' I ain't got no worries
I just want to hit and run like I ain't got insurance, ho
What's your name? What's your sign? Zodiac Killer
All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter
Yeah, murder, one-eighty-seven
I be killing them bitches, I hope all dogs go to heaven
And I got Xanax, Percocet, promethazine with codeine
Call me Mr. Sandman, I'm sellin' all these hoes dreams
Got a white girl with big titties, flat-ass, TV screen
I keep a bad bitch, call me "The B.B. King"
And you know I got that mouth out her
Then put that bitch out like a house fire
I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers
I eat that cat just like a lion
And I can't trust none of these niggas
Can't trust none of these hoes
And I see your girl when I want
I got that ho TiVo'd, ugh
Got a red-ass bitch with a red-ass pussy
Nigga try me, that's a dead-ass pussy
Since y'all motherfuckers so blind to the fact
To tell you the truth, I don't care who's lookin'
All I know is I love my bitch
And pussy feel just like Heaven on Earth
Six feet deep, dick shovelin' the dirt
RIP: Rest In Pussy
Light that shit, then pass that shit, we gon' get so smoked out
And then I went, got locked up; every night, I dreamt I broke out
One time for them pussy niggas—that's that shit I don't like
We eatin' over here, nigga—fuck around and have a food fight
And that's 2 Chainz
[Chorus]
Look at you (Uh), now look at us (Yeah)
All my niggas look rich as fuck (What?)
All my niggas live rich as fuck (What?)
All-all my niggas look rich as fuck (Yeah)
Look at you, now look at us (Aye fuck all y'all bitches, straight up)
All my niggas look rich as fuck (Any bitch out there that ain't never wanna give me no pussy)
All my-all my niggas live rich as fuck (Fuck you in your asshole, bitch)
All my-all-all my niggas look rich as fuck
[Outro]
And your nigga a hoe
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Rich As Fuck
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Lil Wayne
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