Lyrics:

1. 7 Rings (Remix) 4:00

Yeah

Breakfast at Tiffany's, bottles of bubbles
Girl' wit' tattoos who like getting in trouble
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself all of my favorite things (Yee)
Been through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch
Who would have thought it turn me to a savage?
Rather be tied up wit' calls and not strings
Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah (My wrist)

Stop watching
My neck
Is flossy
Make big
Deposits
My gloss
Is popping
You like
My hair?
Gee, thanks
Just bought it
I see it
I like it
I want it
I got it (Yep)
I want it

I got it
I want it
I got it
I want it
I got it
I want it
I got it
You like
My hair?
Gee, thanks
Just bought it
I see it
I like it
I want it
I got it (Yep)

Wearing a ring, but ain't gon' be no 'Mrs.'
Bought matching diamonds for six of my bitches
I'd rather spoil all my friends wit' my riches
Think retail therapy my n?w addiction
Whoever said money can't solv? your problems
Must not have had enough money da solve 'em
They say, 'Which one?' I said, 'Nah, I want all of 'em'
Happiness is the same price as red bottoms (My smile)

Is beaming (Yeah)
My neck
Is gleaming (Is gleaming)
The way
It shine, I know
You've seen it (You've seen it)
I bought a crib
Just fo' (Just fo')
The closet (Closet)
Both his
And hers
I want it
I got it (Yep)
I want it

I got it
I want it
I got it
I want it
I got it
I want it
I got it (Yeah)
You like
My hair?
Gee, thanks (This who they waiting on)
Just bought it
I see it
I like it
I want it (2 Chainz)
I got it (Yep, my)

Ideas are priceless, I know I'm the nicest
I knew you would like this
I must be psychic
I'm from the streets, baby, I'm nothing like them (True)
She's sweet in the day, but freaky when night come (Tell 'em)
It's mine
Invest it (Uh)
I spend it
On necklace (Uh)
I got
The cash
If I don't get credit (Uh)
And I'm well respected so she feel protected
So, scratch all the exes (Ex)
It's next like contestants (Whoo)
It's blessings, no stressing, I'm flexing
Got one car parked right in the entrance
Got one car parked right at the exit
See, you didn't expect this, you think like a robot
I put bands in your face like Botox (Yeah, I want it, yeah)

I got it
I want it
I got it (Oh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want it
I got it (Uh)
I want it
I got it (Baby)
You like
My hair?
Gee, thanks
Just bought it (Oh, yeah-ee)
I see it
I like it
I want it
I got it (Yeah, my—yep—receipts be looking like phone numbers)

If it ain't money, then wrong number
Black card is my bidness card
The way it be setting the tone for me
I don't mean a brag, but I be like, 'Put it in the bag', yeah
When you see them racks, they stack up like my ass, yeah, shoot
Go from the store to the booth
Make it all back in one loop
Gimme the loot
Never mind, I got the juice
Nothing but net when we shoot
Look at my neck
Look at my jet
Ain't got enough money da pay me in respect
Ain't no budget when I'm on the set
If I like it, then that's what I get, yeah (I want it)

I got it
I want it
I got it (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want it
I got it
I want it
I got it (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You like
My hair?
Gee, thanks
Just bought it (Just bought it)
I see it
I like it
I want it
I got it (Yep)
2. Fucking Problem 3:54

I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
If finding somebody real (Yeah) is your fucking problem
*Bring* yo' (Ya) *girls to the crib, maybe we can solve (Solve)* it
Ayy

Hold up, bitches, simmer down (Uh)
Taking hella long, biatch, give it to me now (Uh)
Make that thang pop like a semi or a .9 (.9)
Ooh, baby like it raw with the shimmy-shimmy-yah, huh? (Huh?)
A$AP (Yeah)
Get like me (Uh)
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me (Yeah)
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me (Uh)
But the chrome to ya dome make ya sweat like Keith (Keith)
'Cause I'm the nigga
The nigga, nigga
Like, 'How ya figure?' (Yeah, yeah)
Getting figures and fucking bitches
She rolling Swishers
Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas (Uh)
They getting bent up (Uh) off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it (Lick it, alright, lick it, lick it, lick it)
They say money make a nigga act niggerish (Uh, niggerish)
But least a nigga, nigga rich (Rich)
I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored
Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fucking boys
Beast (Beast, hahahahaha)

I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
Bring yo' (*Ya*) girls to the crib, maybe we can (Ooh) solve (Solve) it
Ayy

I know ya love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas you've been leading on
Made me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speaking on, oh, word?
Ain't heard my album? Who ya sleeping on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
Ain't no fucking sing-along 'less ya brought the weed along
Then ju—okay, I got it
Then just drop down and get cha eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on
All that shit you talking 'bout is not up for discussion
I will pay da make it bigger, Ion't pay for no reduction
If it's coming from a nigga Ion't know, then Ion't trust it
If ya coming for my head, then, muh'fucker, get da busting
Yes, Lord, Ion't really say this of-mmm
But this long-dick nigga ain't for the long talking
I'm beast

I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
Bring yo' (*Ya*) girls to the crib, maybe we can solve (Solve) it

Uh
Yeah, hoe, this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she from the hood, but she live inside the Valley now
Vacay'ed in Atlanta, then she going back da Cali (Mmm)
Got cha girl on my line, world on my line
The irony, I fuck 'em at the same damn time
She eyeing me like a nigga don't exist
Girl
I know ya want thee dih
Girl
I'm Kendrick Lamar (Mmm)
AKA Benz is to me just a car (Mmm)
That mean yo' friends-es need be up to par
See, my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow (Mmm)
Kill 'em all, dead bodies in the hallway
Don't get involved, listen what the crystal ball say:
'Halle
Berry
Halle—
'Lujah
Holla
Back
I'll
Do ya'
Beast

I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem (Problem)
And, yeah, I like da fuck, I got a fucking problem (True)
If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
Bring yo' (*Ya*) girls to the crib, maybe we can solve (Solve) it
Ayy
3. Mercy 5:30

Well— (Well—)
It is a weeping-and-a-moaning
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It is a weeping-and-a-mourning
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It is a when-it-comes-to-my-sound
Which-is-the-champion sound
Believe, believe

O-O-O-O-O-Okay
Lamborghini Mercy
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo'
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O-O-O-Okay), she tryna jerk me (Believe)
Lamborghini Mercy
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo'
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O-O-O-Okay), she tryna jerk me
Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—swerve)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo'
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O-O-O-Okay), she tryna jerk me (Believe, woah)
Lamborghini Mercy
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—boy)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (Boy)
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O—), she tryna jerk me (Okay)

Drop it to the flo'
Make that ass shake (Shake, shake)
Woah, make the ground move: that's an ass-quake
Built a house up on that ass: that's an ass-state
Roll-Roll-Roll my weed on it: that's an ass-tray, say, Ye
Say, Ye, don't we do this e'ry day-day? (Heh?)
I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (Heh?)
Finally got paid, now, I need shade and a vacay
And niggas still hating
So much hate, I need a AK (AK)
Now we out in Pari'?
Yeah, I'm Perriering
White girls politic and that's that Sarah Pelin
Get-Get-Get-Get-Getting hot
Californicating
I give her that D
'Cause that's where I was born and raised in (O-O-O-O-O-Okay)

Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—swerve)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (Swerve)
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O-O-O-Okay), she tryna jerk me (Believe, swerve)
Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—swerve)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (Swerve)
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O—well—), she tryna jerk me (It is a—swerve)

Weeping-and-a-moaning (Swerve)
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It (Swerve) is a weeping-and-a-mourning (Swerve)
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It (Swerve) is a when-it-comes-to-my-sound (Swerve)
Which-is-the-champion sound (Swerve)
Believe, believe (Swerve)
Believe, believe (Swerve)

Yuck
It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, hoe
I'm Red Leather, this Cocaine, I'm Rick James, hoe
I'm bill-dropping, Ms. Pac-Man, this pill-popping-ass hoe
I'm popping too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money
All she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out
I weighs it up
That's real money
Check the neck
Check the wrist
Them heads turning: that's exorcist
My Audemar' like Mardi Gra'
That's Swiss time, and that's excellence
Two-door
Preference
Roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So yo' Duncan Hines is irrelevant, whoo
Lambo'
Murcièlago
She go wherever I go
Wherever we go (O-O-O-O-O-Okay), we do it pronto, it's like—

Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—swerve)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (Swerve)
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O-O-O-Okay), she tryna jerk me (Believe, swerve)
Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—swerve)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (Swerve)
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O—well—), she tryna jerk me (It is a—swerve)

Weeping-and-a-moaning (Swerve)
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It (Swerve) is a weeping-and-a-mourning (Swerve)
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It (Swerve) is a when-it-comes-to-my-sound (Swerve)
Which-is-the-champion sound (Swerve)
Believe, believe (Swerve)
Believe, well, it (Swerve) is a

Weeping-and-a-moaning
And-a-gnashing-of teeth in the dancehall
And who no have teeth gwan rub 'pon them gum'
Cuh when it comes to my sound
Which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown fi many time'
And it still have one more time left
Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh 'pon our shoulder

Let the suicide doors up
I threw suicides on the tour bus
I threw suicides on the private jet
You know what that mean, I'm fly da death
I step in Def Jam building, like, 'I'm the shit'
Tell 'em gimme 50-million or I'ma quit
Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level
Turn up the base 'til it's up-in-yo'-face level
Don't do no press, but
I get the most press, kid
Plus, yo, my bitch make yo' bitch look like Precious
Something 'bout Mary, she gone off that Molly
Now the whole party is melting like Dalí
Now everybody
Is moving they body
Don't sell me
Apartment, I'll move in the lobby (Yeah)
Niggas is loitering just to feel important
You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz, okay, now)

Catch up da my campaign
Coupe the color of mayonnaise
I'm drunk and high at the same time
Drinking champagne on the airplane (Tell 'em)
Spit rounds like a gun range (Bah)
Beat it up like Rampage
Hunnid bands
Cut cha girl, now your girl need a Band-Aid? (Damn)
Grade A
A1
Chain the color of Akon
Black diamonds, backpack rhyming
Co-signed by Louie Vuitton (Yep)
Horsepower
Horsepower, all this Polo on, I got horsepower
Pound of this cost 4,000
Now I make it rain, she want more showers
Rain (Rain)
Pouring (Pouring)
All my cars is foreign (Foreign)
All my broads is foreign (Foreign)
Money tall like Jordan (O-O-O-O-O-Okay)

Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—swerve)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (Swerve)
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O-O-O-Okay), she tryna jerk me (Believe, swerve)
Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)
Yo' chick, she so thirsty (I-I—swerve)
I'm (Believe) in that two-seat Lambo' (Believe, swerve)
Wit' cho' girl (O-O-O—believe, well—), she tryna jerk me (Believe, it is a—swerve)

Weeping-and-a-moaning (Swerve)
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It (Swerve) is a weeping-and-a-mourning (Swerve)
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It (Swerve) is a when-it-comes-to-my-sound (Swerve)
Which-is-the-champion sound (Swerve)
Believe, believe (Swerve)
Believe, well, it (Swerve) is a

Weeping-and-a-moaning
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It is a weeping-and-a-mourning
And-a-gnashing-of teeth
It is a when-it-comes-to-my-sound
Which-is-the-champion sound
Believe, believe
Believe, believe ('Eve, believe)
4. All Me 4:32

Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot
Fuck that, never mind what I got
Nigga, don't watch that 'cause I—
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me (Yeah)
No help, that's all me
All me for real (For real)
Came up, that's all me (Haha)
Stay true, that's all me (2 Chainz)
No help (2 Chainz), that's all me
All me for real

Money on my mind? You should think the same
J's on (Yeah)
Pinky ring
Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine
In the same league, but we-on't ball the same
Oh
She want all the fame (Want all the fame)
I hear that shit all the time (All the time)
She said she love me
I said:
'Baby girl, fall in line', okay
Made a
Million
Off a
Dinner
Fork
Watch me switch it up
Walked in:
'Ill nigga alert
Ill nigga alert' (Damn)
You need that work? I got that work, got bitches in my condo (No)
Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note (Tell 'em)
From the A
To Toronto, we let the metal go off
And my dick
So
Hard, it make the metal detector go off
This that sauce
This that dressing
Givenchy
Nigga, God bless you
If
Having a bad bitch was a crime, I'd be arrested (True, be arrested)

Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot
Fuck that, never mind what I got
Nigga, don't watch that 'cause I—
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me for real (For real)
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me for (I) real

Touched down in '86
Knew I was the man by the age of six
I even fucked the girl who used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy shit, I heard cha new shit
Nigga hated it
Daman Wayans, homie, don't play that shit
I get paid a lot, chu get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits, goddamn
Ain't no wishing over on this side
Y'all-on't fuck with us? Then we-on't fuck wit' ch'all
It's no different over on this side, goddamn
Should I listen a everybody or myself?
'Cause myself just told myself:
'You're the motherfucking man, you-on't need no help'
Cashing checks
And I'm bigging up my chest
Y'all keep talking 'bout who next, but I'm about as big as it gets
I swear y'all just wasting y'all breath
I'm the light-skinned Keith Sweat
I'ma make it last forever
It's not cho' turn 'cause I ain't done yet
Look, just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle
I was made for all of this shit
And I'm on the road, box office sales
I'm getting paid for all of this shit
Ask you da please excuse my table manners
I was making room for the table dancers
'Cause if we judging off your advances
Then I just got paid like eight advances, goddamn

Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot
Fuck that, never mind what I got
Nigga, don't watch that 'cause I—
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me for real
Came up, that's all me
Stay true (God), that's all me

Hoe, shut the fuck up
I got way too much on my mental
I learned from what I've been through
I'm finna do what I didn't do
And still waking up like the rent's due (God)
Not complicated, it's simple
I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full (Skrrt)
And, to them hoes, I'm e'rything
E'rything but gentle
But I still take my time (Time)
Man, I guess I'm just old fashioned
Wearing retro sh—, that's old fashioned
Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption
I paint pics, see the shit
Good sex, need a hit
Keep a broad
On the flo'
Year 'round like season tickets, I plead the fifth
Drink a fifth
Load the .9, leave ya split
In the half
Smoke a half, need a zip
My new girl is on Glee and shit
Prolly making mo' money than me and shit
I swear da God I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one (No)
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one (No)
Like I got trust issues
I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out
I'm the type da have a bulletproof condom
And still gotta pull out
But that's just me, and I ain't perfect
I ain't a saint, but I am worth it
If it's one thing, I am worth it
Niggas still hating, but it ain't working (Ain't working)
Lil' bitch (Bitch)
5. No Problem 5:06

You don't want zero problems, big fella
Yep (Yep)
I
If

One more label try da stop me
It's gon' be some dread-head niggas in your lobby
Huh, huh

You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me
Bih
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me, huh
Haha
Just another day, had a pick up all the mayo
There go Chano riding through the streets, they be like, 'There he go'
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me
Bih
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me, huh
Haha
Just another day, had a pick up all the mayo
There go Chano riding through the streets, they be like, 'There he go'

Ooh, watch me come and put the hinges in their hand'
Counting Benji' while we meeting, make 'em shake my other hand
Huh
Milly rocking, scooping all the blessings out my lap
Bitch, I know you tried a cheat, you shoulda never took a nap
Hey
Fuck wrong wit' chu? What chu were thinking?
Fuck you thought it wa'?
You talk that talk that make a lame-a' nigga fall in love
Not me, though
Bitch, you can keep those
Bruh, I'm at cha head like Craig did Deebo
Don't tweak, bro
It's never sweet, hoe
My shooters come for free, so (If)

One more label try da stop me
It's gon' be some dread-head niggas in your lobby
Huh, huh

You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me (You don't)
Bih
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me, huh (Yep)
Haha
Pull up (I) in the new (I) thing, I'm (I) like: (I)
You-(I)-on't want (I) no problem (I), want no problem (I) wit' me
Bih (Yep)
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me, huh
Haha (Yeah)
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me
Bih (Yep)
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' (I) me, huh (I)
Haha (I, I, I, I, I, I, 2 Chainz)
They be like, 'There he go' (You old—there he go)

Petey Pablo, take your shirt off
Wave 'round your head like a helicopter
I ain't put enough weed in the blunt
All ya do is smoke tobacco
Where the hell ya get that from?
Yeezy said he ain't made them
My nig' chasing bounty hunters
And getting chased by their baby mamas (Tell 'em)
My first tat was on my stomach
Got a pocket full of money (Money)
And a mind full of ideas
Some of this shit may sound weird
Inside of the Maybach
Look like it came out of Ikea
Run shit like diarrhea (True)
Big yacht, no power steering (Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Aye, aye, Captain (Aye, aye, Captain, ooh)
I'm high, Captain (I'm high, Captain, a-alright)
I'm so high (I'm so high)
Me and God dapping (Alright, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
This i' my blessing (Yeah)
This i' my passion
School of hard knocks
I took night classes

You-on't (Don't) want no problem, want no problem wit' me
Bih (Yeah)
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' (Yeah) me, huh (Yep)
Haha
Pull up (I) in the new (I) thing, I'm (I) like: (I, I, I, I, I)
They be like, 'There he go'

Uh
I got problems bigger than thee boys
Yeah
My deposits, they be on steroids
Lord
Free the Carter, niggas need the Carter
Sacrificing everything, I feel like Jesus Carter
Hold up
I got this sewed up
My soda poured up
My woes up
I'm flipping those bucks, they doing toe tucks
I rolled up
And let the smoke puff
I lay down, toes up
Hold up
Get too choked up when I think of old stuff
Move on
Put my goons on, they kidnap newborns
In the streets, my face a coupon
Her pussy too warm
All these bitches come da do harm
Just bought a new charm
Fuck the watch, I buy a new arm, you lukewarm
I'm Uncle Luke with the hoes
Pretty bitches, centerfolds
Tippy toes around my crib
In they robes, just they robes
Half-a-milli' in the safe, another in the pillowcase
Codeine got me moving slower than a caterpillar race (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Fuck wrong wit' chu? What chu were thinking?
What cha thought it was?
I just popped five Percocets and only caught a buzz
And if that label try da stop me
There gon' be some crazy Weezy fans waiting in the lobby
Mula, baby

You-on't want no problem, want (Yeah) no problem wit' me (You don't want no problem)
Bih (No)
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me, huh (You don't want no—)
Haha (Problem wit' me)
Just another day, had a pick up all the mayo
There go Chano riding through (Yeah) the streets, they be like, 'There he go'
You-on't (Don't) want no problem, want no problem wit' me (Problem wit' me)
Bih
You-on't want no problem, want no problem wit' me, huh (Problem wit' me)
Haha
Just another day (They say so), had a pick up all the mayo (Riding with the Payo)
There go Chano riding through the streets, they be like, 'There he go' (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

You don't want no problem, want no problem wit' me (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
You don't want no problem, want no problem wit' me (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
You don't want no problem (They say so), want no problem wit' me (Riding with the Payo)
You don't want no problem, want no problem wit' me (They be like, 'There he go', oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You don't want no problem, want no problem wit' me (Ooh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh)
You don't want no problem, want no problem wit' me
They say so, riding with the Payo
They be like, 'There he go'
There he go
6. Birthday Song 5:08

Yeah (Yeah)
Birthday
It's your birthday (If I die)
Hah (Bury me inside)
Uh (The Louie sto')
Uh

They a' me what I do and who I do it fo' (Yeah)
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Gucci sto' (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Louie sto' (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (2 Chainz, Chainz)

She got a big booty, so I call her 'Big Booty' (Booty)
Skrrt, skrrt
Wrists moving, cooking, getting to it (Cooking)
I'm in the kitchen (I'm in the kitchen)
Yams everywhere (Yams)
Ju' made a juug (Ju' made a juug)
I got bands everywhere (Bands)
You the reale' nigga breathing if I hold my breath (Damn)
Referee
With a whistle, brrt
Hold this tech (Bah)
Extendo clip (Extendo clip)
Extendo roll (Extendo roll)
When yo' girl leave me, she need a hair salon (Tell 'em)
H-Hair Weave Killer going on a trapathon (Yeah)
See, I done had mo' bombs
Than Pakistan (Boom)
Dope bomb, dro bomb, and a pill bomb (Bomb)
See, nigga
I'm balling
You in will call (True)
When I die
Bury me inside the jewelry sto' (2 Chainz)
When I die
Bury me inside the Truey sto' (True)
True to my religion, two everything, I'm too different
So when I die
Bury me
Next to two bitches (Two bitches)

They a' me what I do and who I do it fo' (Yeah)
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Gucci sto' (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Louie sto' (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

Ah, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh?
It's my birthday, I deserve da be greedy, huh?
She holding out, she ain't giving to the needy, huh?
You go downstairs and fall asleep with the TV on
Y'all been a 'gether ten years, you deserve a ménage
'Specially if you put that BMW in a garage
'Specially if you paid a couple payments on her mama crib
Went to her niece's graduation, man, I hate those kids
Last birthday, she got chu a new sweater
Put it on, give her a kiss and tell her, 'Do better'
She said, 'How 'bout I get chu jewelry from the West-End?'
How 'bout she hit the Westin and get her best friend?
Hah
I'm joking
I'm just serious
I asked her:
'Don't be acting
Like no actress
If we preaching
Then we practice
Don't be reaching
Don't be touching shit
We in Kanye West's Benz
'Cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian'
Heh?

They a' me what I do and who I do it fo' (Woah, yeah)
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio (Woah, yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Gucci sto' (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Louie sto' (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

It's your birthday (Yeah)
It's your birthday (Uh)
Bad bitch contest, you in first place
You in first place
You in first place
Bad bitch contest, you in first place (Tell 'em)

I show up with a check
To ya workplace (Uh)
Then hand the valet the keys to the Merces (Damn)
Tell the DJ play yo' song, this shit come on (Uh, this shit come on)
What I'm seeing from the back? I can't front on (Get cha front on)
They ask me what I do and who I do it fo' (Uh)
When I die
Bury me inside the booty club (True)
Get it, girl, get it, girl, get it, get it, girl (Get it)
I might switch it up
And get cha girl (Uh)

They a' me what I do and who I do it fo' (Yeah)
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Gucci sto' (Tell 'em)
When I die
Bury me inside the Louie sto' (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe

Deuce and Ye (Deuce and Ye)
We like Snoop and Dre (And Dre)
Ain't this your birthday, baby? (Baby)
You deserve a coupe da day
Woah (Woah)


You in first place
You in first place
Bad bitch contest, you in first place (Place)
7. No Lie 3:58

Ear Drummers
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL Made-It)
(Yeah)
(True)
(2 Chainz)
I am

Smoking on that gas (Gas)
Life should be on Cinemax (Cinemax)
Movie (Movie)
Bought my boo bigger tits and a bigger ass (Uh)
Who he's?
Not I, I smoke strong, that Popeye
Louie V's in my archives (Archives)
Black diamonds, apartheid (Damn, 'partheid)
Bread up and my top down (Down)
On the block with the block out (Uh)
Hit cha ass with that bla-kow
Dope enough da go in yo' nostril (Yeah)
I take your girl and kidnap her ('Nap her)
Feed her to my mattress (Mattress)
A skeleton in my closet (Closet)
It proll' one dee dead-a' rappers (Tell 'em)
It proll' one dee pussy-a' niggas (Nigga)
Don't try me, I'll pull that trigger (Bah)
Got cha car note in my cup (Cup)
And your rent in my Swisher (True)
That puss' so good, I miss ya (Miss ya)
Head game's so vicious (Vicious)
And all I get is cheese (Cheese)
Like I'm taking pictures (Uh, yeah)

I say, 'Fuck ya 'less I'm wit' cha'
If I take you out of the picture, I know real niggas won't miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-i-e-i-e-i
No lie, no lie, no lie-i-e-i-e-i
Real niggas say, 'Word (Word)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
Real niggas say, 'Word (Word)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
Real niggas say, 'True (True)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
That's a thing I don't do
Nah, I just do it for the niggas
That are tryna see a million 'fore they die
What up?

2 Chainz & Champagne, you want true? That's true enough (Yeah)
Forbes list like e'ry year, my office i' my tour bus (Tell 'em)
She came through, she brought food, she got fucked, she knew wassup
She think I'm the realest out, and I say, 'Damn, that makes two of us' (Damn)
Aw, that look like what's her name (What's her name?)
Chances are it's what's her name (What's her name?)
Chances are if she was acting up, then I fucked her once and never fucked again (True)
She could have a Grammy, I still treat her ass like a nominee
Just need a know what that pussy like so one time is fine wit' me (Yeah)
Young as an intern (Intern)
But money like I built the shit
Streets talking, they'll confirm
Go ask them who just killed the shit
Stay keeping my cup full so I'm extra charged like a state tax
Me and Chainz go way back, we don't talk shit, we just state facts
Yes, Lord (Yes, Lord)

I say, 'Fuck ya 'less I'm wit' cha'
If I take you out of the picture, I know real niggas won't miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-i-e-i-e-i
No lie, no lie, no lie-i-e-i-e-i
Real niggas say, 'Word (Word)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
Real niggas say, 'Word (Word)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
Real niggas say, 'True (True)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
That's a thing I don't do
Nah, I just do it for the niggas
That are tryna see a million 'fore they die (Uh)
What up?

Name a nigga that want some', I'll out-rap his ass, out-trap his ass (Uh)
Put his ass in a plastic bag with he trash'-a' (Trash'-a')
Take him out (Yeah, take him out)
Bring 'em in, them whole things (Them whole things)
2Pac without a nose ring (A nose ring)
Thug Life (Thug Life)
One wife, a mistress, and a girlfriend
I did what they say I wouldn't (Tell 'em)
Went where they say I couldn't (True)
YSL belt buckle
Y'all nigga' sure i' looking (Sure i' looking)
Y'all nigga' sure i' lucky (Sure i' lucky)
Two chains on my rugby
Left hand on that steering wheel (Steering wheel)
Right hand on that pussy (Yeah)
Uh (Uh)

I say, 'Fuck ya 'less I'm wit' cha'
If I take you out of the picture, I know real niggas won't miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-i-e-i-e-i
No lie, no lie, no lie-i-e-i-e-i
Real niggas say, 'Word (Word)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
Real niggas say, 'Word (Word)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
Real niggas say, 'True (True)
Ye' ain't never told no lie
Ye' ain't never told no lie'
That's a thing I don't do
Nah, I just do it for the niggas
That are tryna see a million 'fore they die
What up?

(Word)
(Word)
(True)
8. I'm Different 3:28

Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
2 Chainz (2 Chainz, Mustard on the beat, hoe)

I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing)
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Yeah)
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Yeah)
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (True)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing)

Pull up to the scene, but my roof gone (Roof gone)
When I leave the scene, bet cha boo gone (Boo gone)
And I beat the pussy like a new song (Boom)
2 Chain', but I got me a few on (Tell 'em)
Everything hot, skip lukewarm (Uh)
Tell shawty bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got the present for the present and a gift wrapping
Ion't feel good, but my trigger hap' (Bah)
Bet the stripper hap'
Bet they wish they had
And I wish a nigga would like a kitchen cab'
And me and you are cut from a different fabric
I fucked her so good, it's a bad ha' (Damn)
Bitch, sit down, ya got a bad at'
Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy (True)
You ain't going nowhere like a bad nav'
Ass so big, I told her, 'Look back at it' (Woah)
Look back at it (Woah)
Look back at it (Woah)
Then I put a fat rabbit on the craftmaitc
I am so high
Attic
I am so high like a
Addict

I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing)
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Yeah)
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Uh)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing)

2 Chainz, got cha girl on the celly
And when I get off the celly, I made her meet at the Telly
When she meet at the Telly, I put it straight in her belly
When it go in the belly, it ain't shit chu can tell me
Uh (Uh)
Hair long (Long)
Money long (Yeah)
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along (Nah)
Hair long (Long)
Money long (Yeah)
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along (Tell 'em)
I paid a thousand dollars for my sneakers
Ye tol' ya:
'A hunnid K for a feature'
'E-er
E-er'
Sound of the bed (Bed)
Beat it up
Beat it up
Then I get some head (Head)
Well, I might get some head, then I beat it up
Ion't give a fuck, switch it up
Nigga, live it up (Up)
Yeah, it's going down, so, get-get up (Up)
Might valet-park a Brinks truck
(Uh)

Mustard on the beat, hoe (Mustard on the beat, hoe)

I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing?)
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing)
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
Pull up to the scene wit' my ceiling missing (Ceiling missing)
9. Beez In The Trap 4:30

Yo (Yo)
Man (Man)
Man (Man)
Uh (Uh)

Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap (Man, I've been did that)

Man, I've been popped off
And if she ain't tryna give it up, she get dropped off
Let me bust that U-ie
Bitch, bust that open
Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open
Rip it off, no joking
Like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack
Like I'm in that trap
So if you need a hit
Then I'm with that bat (Bah)

Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing (True)
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap (Yeah)
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap (2 Chainz, okay, now)

Nicki, Nicki, Nicki
Put it in your kidney
Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this doohickey
If I weren't rapping, I'd be trapping
If I weren't trapping, I'd be pimping
If I weren't pimping, I'd be getting it
Period
I don't smoke no Bobby, but my denim be from Ricky (Ricky)
Got cha girl on Molly, and we smoking loud and drinking (Drinking)
Got my top back so you can see what I've been thinking (Thinking)
I-If you know me, then you know I've been thinking Franklin (Franklin)
Money (Money)
Thousands (Thousands)
True Religion trousers (Tell 'em)
Got a private home, started from them public houses (Damn)
Hair Weave Killer (Killer)
Causing her arousal (True)
Audi A8
Told 'em, 'Outtie 5,000'
Uh (Uh)

Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap

Damn
Damn, what they say about me?
Ion't know, man, fuck is on yo' biscuit
If I get hit swinging on a big bitch
Ion't know, man, I'm shitting on your whole life
Damn
Damn, what they say about me?
Ion't know, man, fuck is on yo' biscuit
If I get hit swinging on a big bitch
Ion't know, man, I'm shitting on your whole life

Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
I beez in the trap (Uh)
Bee-Beez (Yo) in the trap (Man, I'm out in Texas)

Man, I'm out in A-Town
Then I'm up in Chi-Town
Or Miami shutting it down
It's that New Orleans
It's LA or The Bay
It's New York, Philly
And the whole DMV
I'm a Detroit player
Man, it's North South Cack
Ohio, Pittsburgh
Got St. Louis on deck
It's Delaware, Connecticut
It's New Jersey, got hella bricks
It's Queens, Brooklyn, and, yeah, they wiling
Bronx, Harlem, and Staten Island

Bitches ain't shit
And they ain't saying nothing
A hunnid motherfuckers can't tell me nothing
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap
I beez in the trap
Bee-Beez in the trap

Damn
Damn, what they say about me?
Ion't know, man, fuck is on yo' biscuit
If I get hit swinging on a big bitch
Ion't know, man, I'm shitting on your whole life
Damn
Damn, what they say about me?
Ion't know, man, fuck is on yo' biscuit
If I get hit swinging on a big bitch
Ion't know, man, I'm shitting on your whole life
10. We Own It (Fast & Furious) 3:48

It's Young Khalifa, man (Man)
2 Chain' (Chain')

Money's the motivation, money's the conversation
You on vacation, we getting paid, so
We on paycation, I did it for the fam
It's whatev' we had a do, it just who I am
Yeah (Yeah)
It's the life I chose (It's the life I chose)
Gunshots in the dark, one eye closed (Bah)
And we got it cooking like a one-eyed stove
You can catch me kissing my girl wit' both eye' closed (True), yeah
Perfecting my passion, thanks for asking
Couldn't slow down, so we had a crash it
You used plastic, we 'bout cash
I see some people ahead that we gon' pass, yeah (Yeah)

I never feared death or dying (Whoop)
I only fear never trying (Whoop)
I am whatever I am
Only God can judge me now

One (One)
Shot
Everything rides on to— (To—)
'Night
Even if I got three (Three)
Strikes
I'ma go for it
This moment ('Ment)
We own it (Yeah)
And (And)
I'm
Not to be played with
Be— (Be—)
'Cause
It can get dangerous
See (See)
These
People I ride with
This moment (Uh)
We own it

And the same ones that I ride wit'
Be the same ones that I die wit'
Put it all out on the line wit'
If ya looking for me, you can find Wi'
In the new car or the crown wit'
My new broad, that's a fine chick
Ain't no other squad I'm down wit'
Ain't no way around it
What cha say? Tell me, what cha say?
Working hard, repping for my dawgs
Do this every day
Taking off, looking out for all
Making sure we ball
Like the mob, all ya do is call
Catch me if ya fall, Young Khalifa

I never feared death or dying (Whoop)
I only fear never trying (Whoop, uh)
I am whatever I am
Only God can judge me now

One (One)
Shot
Everything rides on to— (To—)
'Night
Even if I got three (Three)
Strikes
I'ma go for it
This moment ('Ment)
We own it (Yeah)
And (And, I ride or die for mine)
I'm
Not to be played with
Be— (Be—)
'Cause
It can get dangerous
See (See, I ride or die for love)
These
People I ride with
This moment (Yeah, here we go)
We own it (Yeah)

This the biggest day of my life, we got big guns
Been graduated from knives, it's the
Day in the life, and I'm ready da ride, got the
Spirit, I'm feeling like a killer inside, uh
Financial outbreak, I'm free, but I ain't out yet
Riding with the plug so I'm close to the outlet
At the red light, rims sitting offset
I look better on yo' girl (Uh) than her outfit

Stuck to the plan (Plan)
Always said that we would stand up, never ran (Ran)
We the fam, and loyalty never change up (Chup)
Been down since day one, look at where we came from
Jumping out on anybody who try da say some'
One thing about it: got a problem? I got the same one (One)
Money rolls, we fold (Fold)
Plenty clubs we closed (Closed)
Follow the same code (Code)
Never turn our backs, our cars don't even lose control (Uh)

One (One)
Shot
Everything rides on to— (To—)
'Night
Even if I got three (Three)
Strikes
I'ma go for it
This moment ('Ment)
We own it (Yeah)
And (And, I ride or die for mine)
I'm
Not to be played with
Be— (Be—)
'Cause
It can get dangerous
See (See, I ride or die for love)
These
People I ride with
This moment
We own it (Yeah)

Hahahahaha (Hahahahaha)
Uh (Uh)
This moment ('Ment)
We own it
I ride or die for mine
I'm ride-or-die material
One life da live, so, here we go
This moment
We own it
11. Rich As Fuck 3:44

Uh

AK on my nightstand
Right next to that Bible
But I swear, with these 50 shots
I'll shoot it out with Five-O
Pockets getting 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 hosepipe
So I give all these hoes pipe
She get on that dick and stay on
All night, like porch lights, let do it
Fuck talking
We out here, we balling
And I'm spraying at these rusty niggas like W—
'D-40
We fucked up, we Truk'ed up, no if, ands, or but 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
Thee 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

Look at chu (Woah)
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 chu (Look at chu)
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— (Uh)
Never

Talk to the cops, I don't speak Pig Latin
I turned a penny to a motherfucking Janet Jackson
Tell the bitches that be hating I ain't got no worries
I just wanna hit-and-run like I ain't got insurance
Hoe
What's your name? What's your sign? Zodiac Killer
All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter
Yeah
Murder, 187
I be killing them bitches, I hope all dogs go da Heaven, and I got Xanax
Percocet, Promethazine with Codeine
Call me Mr. Sandman
I'm selling 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 ya know I got that mouth out her
Then put the 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 yo' girl
When I want
I got that hoe TiVo'd
Uh, 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, Ion't care who's looking
All I know is I love my bitch
And pussy feel just like Heaven on Earth
Six-feet deep, dick-shoveling the dirt
R.I.P.:
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 eating over here, nigga
Fuck around and have a food fight, and that's 2 Chainz

Look at chu (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 chu (Ayy, fuck all y'all bitches, straight up)
Now, look at us (Any bitch out there that ain't never wanna give me no pussy)
All my niggas look rich as fuck (Fuck you in your asshole, bitch)
All my-All my niggas live rich as fuck
All my-All-All my niggas look rich as fuck

And yo' nigga a hoe
12. Sacrifices 5:08

Wrote this shit

January 21
Baby girl, I had a run
I'll be back a couple months
Kendall turned 21
Was up the street wit' 21
They could see me online
But they won't see me on the ones
I got Dubai plates
In the California state
I got her waiting at my place
I got no baby on the way
I'm talking Baby like Stunna
I'm talking Baby like Face
Lost millions in the past
I'm talking maybe like eight
Couple niggas from the city, wishing on a star, could they be like Drake
Sorry, no, not today
You gotta find your own way
Big dawg from the 6ix
My shit be raw out the gate
Ion't need another take
40 got house on the lake
I ain't know we had a lake
She complaining how I'm late
I ain't know it was a date
Niggas see me in person, first thing they say i', 'I know ya need a break'
Hell nah, I feel great
Ready now, why wait?
Like a kiss from a rose, I could be the one da seal your whole fate
So be careful what cha think
Think about what cha gon' say
Gotta deal with people straight
I got my 23's laced
It's a marathon, not a sprint, but I still gotta win the race
Yeah (Yeah)

And I'm convinced
I make sacrifices, I've been balling ever since
We seeing so many blessing', shit don't make no sense
Someone watching over us, so shout goes out da Him
Yeah (Yeah)
I'm convinced ('Vinced)
I make sacrifices, I've been balling ever since
Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense
Someone watching over us, so shout goes out da—

2 Chainz, I'm a real one
Few shows, that's a mil' run
When she bust it down, I said, 'Thanks for giving to me', like a pilgrim
Cold world'll be chilling
Earmuffs on the children
Used to trap out the Hilton
Got wood on the Cartiers
That's a face full of splinters
Count a bankroll for dinner
This the wrong place da enter
Phone sex, yeah, for breakfast
All kinda women text us
Met her at the Super Bowl
Told her I'd stayed down the street from Texas (Whoo)
A-Town, I stayed down
Yeah, it's all in the wrist (Skrrt)
This one here out the fence
Trap jumping like Tha Carter
Mean it jumping like Vince
Moved on from the election
Introduced her to the plug
Can't believe they tried a take the connection
Ooh, girl, you a blessing
Fine a', be finessing
Yeah, I love my fans, but I don't wanna take pictures in the restroom
Drench God with the 6 God
Point guard and the two guard
Pretty Girls Like Trap Music, so I woke up with my wood hard (Wood hard)

And I'm convinced
I make sacrifices, I've been balling ever since
We seeing so many blessing', shit don't make no sense
Someone watching over us, so shout goes out da Him
Yeah (Yeah)
I'm convinced ('Vinced)
I make sacrifices, I've been balling ever since
Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense
Someone watching over us, so shout goes out da— (I was stealing from a bitch, slime)

Back when I wa' 21 (Facts)
My favorite gun was a SIG (.9)
20 in the clip, head one (No cocking)
Growing up, I was a running back
You'd never made me ran once (Goddamn)
I got shot, sweat started running
That shit wa' red like Hunt (Ketchup)
I'm kicking, pimping like I punt (Beat it)
But, don't cha think shit's sweet?
I'm talking sweet, dear meat (Ooh)
I'm talking suite, like he sleep (Like he sleep)
We ain't doing too much talking (Nah)
I'm talmbout talking like a speech (Election)
Like the president, I kill 'em neat (Scammers)
I'm talking neat like freak
I'm talking neat like fleek
I'm talking neat like a geek (Yeah)
You come with beef, I eat a B
I'm talking bees, spelling B (Sheesh)
Double-R, that's a Rolls (Skrrt)
Paint it yellow like it's dairy
I'm talking Rose like Derrick
I'm talking rolls like a belly (Whoo)
Like a new car, I got new keys
Tryna score the bucket like a Chevy seat (Chevy seat)
Then I heard they've been pulling all week (All week)
I'ma use her name, like, 'Who is he?'
You get it? Haha
I said I'ma use a name, like, 'Who is he?'
Got some gold on, leprechaun, sheesh
Deep sleep short for deceased
Big bezel on the patty (Whoo)
I'm talking PADI, I meant Patek
Don't try da take it, I got guns
I'm talking guns, not pellets (Pellet)
I watch the game from the floor (Floor seats)
I'm talking wood, first mattress
I'm talking wood, pants down (Pants down)
I'm talking woods like them clowns (You get it?)
I got my mink off a monkey
I'm talking monkey like Jumanji (Hrr)
All your diamonds partly sunny
I'm talking Sunny like D. Sunny (Sunny Delight)
My diamonds wet, it cost me money
I'm talking wet like it's running (Sank)
I'm talking wet like Katrina (New Orleans)
I'm talking wet like Dasani
Huh (I'm talking wet like Dasani)

And I'm convinced
I make sacrifices, I've been balling ever since
We seeing so many blessing', shit don't make no sense
Someone watching over us, so shout goes out da Him
Yeah (Yeah)
I'm convinced ('Vinced)
I make sacrifices, I've been balling ever since
Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense
Someone watching over us, so shout goes out da—
13. 3500 7:42

The bandana wrapped 'round your head
The bandana wrapped 'round your head
Fuck niggas, they scared (Fuck niggas, they scared)
Ain't nobody triller than me
Ain't nobody triller than Scott
Ain't nobody trill, man, I'm taking they spot
Yah (Yah, ooh)
Thee niggas is scared

30's in the city moving slow
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know

(30's in the city moving slow)
Ladies, order up the champagne, a whole lot of it (Yeah, only real niggas keep ya float)
Painkillers, ain't got back pain, know ya gotta love it (Yeah)
Tings out in NY, they in my hallways, I got a lobby of 'em (Only trill niggas I know)
Up-and-down wit' Chase, Monday nights, we made a hobby of it (Alright, 30's in the city moving slow)
Still down with the same dawgs, man, they never loved us (Only real niggas keep ya float)
Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it ('Mind me of it, yeah, only trill niggas I know)
We're still holding that old thing, tryna rob me of it (Oh, no)
One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it (Score, 30's in the city moving slow)
I'm Papi though, they get it popping with me when I'm out in public (Straight up)
Flying through, I got a young 'Yoncé with a Iggy on her (Iggy on her, yeah, only trill niggas I know)
Me and Metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it (Lot of it, whoo)
All these cups and damn, all these hoes, thee niggas up da something (Oh)
Touch down out in H-Town, there, it might get ugly (Whoo)
It's trill, nigga, where it's trill niggas, a whole army of 'em (Whoo, only trill niggas I know)
I run the check up, I'm a hot nigga, don't turn my 'countant on me (Yeah)
Free Rowdy, Rowdy, free Bobby, Bobby, them the Shmurda homies, good (Damn) Lord (Good Lord)
(Good Lord, ooh)

30's in the city moving slow
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
30's in the city moving slow
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know

Smoke wit' me, drank wit' me, lean like I'm Clark
Copping a Wraith, then I throw it in park
You niggas some marks, and you ain't got no heart
I know lil' one gon' come with that A and that R (Only trill niggas I know)
I know lil' one gon' come with that A and that R
I'm coming, I'm dripping, I'm fiending (I'm coming, I'm dripping, I'm fiending)
I'm not from this planet
I was abandoned
Trill niggas, real niggas, popping them pill niggas
Stack up a mil', nigga, like it's a lil' nigga
This for the one who gon' load up that K for me
This for the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me
This for the niggas ran off and didn't wait on me
This for ya, bitch, you ran off and didn't wait on me (Only trill niggas I know)
Hood nigga, fuck all that red carpet shit
Hood nigga, I fuck a red carpet bitch
I put a Rolls and a Royce on my wrist
You can smell Promethazine when I piss
I pray da God, he bring me Actavis
Ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter
Hop on the private, I do it
Take all the Mollies, I do it
The Bentley put up wit' no mileage, I do it
These Styrofoams wit' me legitimate
I'm proudly downing these Percocets
We just wanna be stoners lately, I've been on, on, on
This money an option, this weed is a option, this lean is a option
Yo' bitch is a option, her bitch is a option
I send 'em through auctions (I send 'em through auctions)
You paying that price for that punani
This gold on my neck is a new Grammy (Lord)

30's in the city moving slow
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
30's in the city moving slow
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know (Yeah)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know (2 Chainz, my)

Bathtub the size of swimming pools
Backstroke da my children room
Maybach in the living room (Ooh)
I spent racks on these tennis shoes (Tell 'em)
Niggas know what I'm finna do
Time for me da put the mink up (I did)
Forgiattos on the Brinks truck
My favorite rapper drove a pink truck (Kill)
I do shit that cha dreamed of
I wa' born with a mean mug (Damn)
I wa' born wit' some nappy hair
Drinking breast milk out a lean cup
Tity Boi's my alias (Yeah)
Real niggas my radius (Yeah, only trill niggas I—)
Trill niggas on the song wit' me
If she bad as hell, I'll pay the babysitter (I will)
In a black Mercedes with her (Err)
Doing about 180 with her (Err)
I wa' born a hustler
A paraphernalia in my baby pictures
Resident, all elegant (Elegant)
Leather shit in my front yard (Swear)
TV by my swimming pool (Swear)
Got that built like a sports bar (Ayy)
Chevelle with the new motor (Err)
Got the bih like a sports car (Yeah)
Yeah, my name i' Tity Boi (Boom)
Ion't fuck wit' hoe' that wear sports bras (Nah)
Crib bigger than ya 'magination
Call the trap house the gas station (I did)
Call Mama house the Jag station (Haha)
Emoji
Sad faces (Haha, shit, God)
Look at thee niggas (Look)
I need a buy pocketbooks for these niggas (Show)

30's in the city moving slow (Punk-a' niggas)
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat (35-hunnid)
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Real shit only here, keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know (Nah, for real)
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know (Nah, for real)
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know (Nah, for real)
Only trill niggas I know (35)
Only-(Not me)-Only-Only trill niggas I know (Boom, uh)
30's in the city moving slow
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know

Ain't nobody triller than me
Ain't nobody triller than Scott
Ain't nobody trill, man, I'm taking they spot
Yah, we ride on a yacht (We ride on a yacht)
Yeah, ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter
Ain't nobody triller, we knew it, ain't nobody triller, we knew it
Pour up in H-Town, them niggas don't play 'round like Jas and Jr
(Only real niggas keep it float)
Say, 'Fuck all the rumors', say, 'Fuck all the rumors' (Only trill niggas I know)
Say, 'Fuck all the rumors', say, 'Fuck all the rumors' (Only trill niggas I know)
Say, 'Fuck all the rumors', say, 'Fuck all the rumors'

30's in the city moving slow
30-30-35-hunnid for the coat
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep ya float (Keep ya float)
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know
Only trill niggas I know
Only-Only-Only trill niggas I know

14. Big Bank 3:58

My bitch drive an all-white Range (White Range)
Couldn't hit it if you niggas had aim (Had aim)
Lames can't call, and you a lame (You a lame)
You had it, then you lost it, Hall of Shame (Hall of Shame)
I can buy a Bentley, don't talk to me (Don't talk to me)
For a show 150, don't talk to me (Don't talk to me)
You ain't never helped your mans, don't talk to me (Don't talk to me)
You just follow all the trends, don't talk to me (Don't talk to me)
Ayy
I set the bar, I'm the fucking bar (Fucking bar)
Look in the sky, I'm a fucking star (Fucking star)
I don't fall in love 'cause I be loving hard (I be loving hard)
Do e'rything like my shirt
Extra large (Extra large)
I don't care, I'll crash a Ghost (Ghost)
I got cribs in two states, I'll be doing the most (I'll be doing the most)
I got white folks' money that I won't blow (That I won't blow)
And if you ask why, 'cause the white folks don't (The white folks don't)

Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Type of money, you gon' need a safe
Type of money, you gon' need a bank
From the hood, it's type of money, make ya stay awake
Type of money, she gon' let cha put it in your face
Big bank take lil' bank (Yah)
Bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank

Everything proper, no propaganda
Tropicana Goyard bandana
Big sack, a lotta hoes like Santa
Threw a birthday party in a Phantom
Big shit like a dinosaur did it
And ya know Tity shining like acrylic
Yeah, I sold dope and had cornrows
I can see you nigga' hating with the door closed
Now I'm looking for a glove with the sparkle on it
And my CBCD got chocolate on it
Big bank take small-ass shit
Bank account on some tall-ass shit
Attitude on some 'Fuck you too'
Bankroll on, 'What it do, boo?'
Meet me at the room, let vibe
And if I ain't did it yet, I'll try

Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Type of money, you gon' need a safe
Type of money, you gon' need a bank
From the hood, it's type of money, make ya stay awake
Type of money, she gon' let cha put it in your face
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Big bank take lil' bank

She (Bank) said, 'What cha gon' do if I leave?'
I said, 'Bitch, I'ma do me' (Me)
B-I-G, bitch, everything zoomed in (Zoom)
Big bag on me looking like I'm moving in (God)
Got my foot in the door and we still here (Here)
I'm a first generation millionaire
I (Here) broke the curse in my family not having shit
I'm passionate like girls that's after more than just cash and dick
Feed me to the wolves, now I lead the pack and shit
Chu (Damn) boys all cap, I'm more Colin Kaepernick (Cap)
I'm rare as affordable healthcare (Oh, God)
Or going da wealth from welfare (God, God)
I turn my W's to M's, yeah, I flip those (Those)
I might buy her red bottoms with the crypto ('To)
Three coins, that'll pay ya whole semester (Swerve, swerve)
But cha gotta ride it better than a Tesla

Big bank take lil' bank
Bank (Lil' bitch)
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Type of money, you gon' need a safe
Type of money, you gon' need a bank
From the hood, it's type of money, make ya stay awake
Type of money, she gon' let cha put it in your face
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Big bank take lil' bank (Uh-oh)
Bank

Back again
Back-to-back, Maybach, stack the M's
Told 'em I met Slim Shady, bagged a Em
Once he go Black, he'll be back again
Tell 'em hoes that it's crunch time, abdomen
Yes, I cop Mad Chanel and Mad Given'
She did it again, imagine them
'Bout to make these bum bitches mad again (Haha, uh-oh)
Back to them
I lead the pack so my back's to them
Yup, The Queen's back, what's happening?
Rerun, 'bout to make these bitches rap again (Rrr, uh)
Diamond chain on my ankle
Young Money in the cut like a shank, though
Tell T.I.P. rubber bands in my bankroll (Mmm, roll)
Show my ass like a stank hoe

Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Type of money, you gon' need a safe
Type of money, you gon' need a bank
From the hood, it's type of money, make ya stay awake
Type of money, she gon' let cha put it in your face
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
Big bank take lil' bank
Bank
15. Ali Bomaye 6:14

Get my people out them chains, nigga
I mean handcuffs
Time da man up
Put my hands up?
Fuck you saying, bruh?
'Cause I'm a Black man
In a Phantom
Or is it 'cause my windows tinted?
Car cost 3-hunnid-thou' and I blow indo in it (2 Chainz)
You mad 'cause your daughter fuck with me on Spring Break?
Well (Well)
I'ma fuck her 'til (Yeah) the springs break

Roll another one 'cause I'm winning
In my fo'-do', looking real photogenic
Gentleman attire, in threads that won't expire
I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired
Money getting long, pussy rate, keep rising
Versace outfit cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it from the wee hours
Selling that chicken, no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour
First, you get the power
Then, you get respect
I'm getting so much money, I can buy your bitch
Take it how ya wanna
If you wanna take it
I like clubs where all the women working naked
Fell in love with a waitress, what the fuck I'm thinking?
B-Bought that hoe a ring
It was for her pinky
Uh
That's pimping, that's slick
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent, uh

Fuck y'all mad at me fo'? Got a black card and a black Phantom
With a White bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)
Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi
Got two chains, they two-tone, 2-hunnid racks, no lie (True)

Ali Bomaye
Ali Bomaye
I'm 'bout da rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's
Ali Bomaye
Ali Bomaye
My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case

Fuck y'all mad at me fo', 'cause my belt got two G's on it?
Her bag got two C's on it? My daughter's stroller got D's on it?
Woah (Woah)
Free Big Meech, free Boosie, and C-Murder
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come da Compton, you'll see murders
And my AR see murders
That's beef, nigga, no burgers
I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners
Got coke swimming in that glass jar, bitch, go turn on them burners
Got dope da sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail
You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell
I'm on the block like D12, I got the white, no D-12
Like a lil' nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K
And that's real shit, no Will Smith and no Nona Gaye
But they yelling:

'Ali Bomaye
Ali Bomaye
Thank God that a nigga seen another day
Ali Bomaye
Ali Bomaye
Got a chopper and a bottle (M-M-M-Maybach Music), fuck it, let 'em spray'

I take my case to trial
Hire the Dream Team
Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things
I dream big
I think sharp
Inhale smoke
Hawaiian tree bark
Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one wit' chaself
Run a niggas for help, favors? I keep one on the shelf
I got rifles wit' lasers
Swing it just like the majors
Hit chu right above navel
Now you swimming in pavement
Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps
Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf
Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all
On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along

Unless it's ass in a thong
Hit that ass and I'm gone
Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome
I'm waving the TEC
Tity spraying the MAC
Extendos in the back, gonna lap
I got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap
Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at LAX
Speaking skateboards, where Tune at? Fuck with him
I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back, 2 Chainz

Skateboard on a nigga track
No lie:
'No Lie' already got a plaque
Mama got a house
Daughter got accounts
Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce (Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out)
If them niggas pussy
We douche 'em
We clean 'em out
This the voice of ghetto intelligence if you got work
Go da work, don't work at cho' residence

For presidents
Word to Muhammad, that triple-beam is Heaven-sent
Riding through the jungles in that motherfucking elephant
That's a gray Ghost (Gray Ghost)
With the ears on it
Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em)
You know I got that work on the foreman grill (Foreman grill)
Weigh the motherfuckers in, made another mil' (Made another mil')
Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay
Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it, whip his ass today

Ali Bomaye
Ali Bomaye
Thank God that a nigga seen another day
Ali Bomaye
Ali Bomaye
Got a chopper and a bottle, fuck it, let 'em spray
16. Plug Walk (Remix) 6:38

It's Gucci
Richie, haha
1017
Rich Forever
Burr
Ion't even know how much my wrist cost, haha
Ayy
Ayy (TheLabCook)
Ayy

Plug walk (Plug walk, plug, plug)
Ion't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (Huh? What? What?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, Ion't let my plug walk (Pull up in a space coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
New freak, had a cut my other lil' bitch off (Ooh, ooh, lil' bitch)
50K, you can come and book a nigga for a plug walk

You can't reach me (What?)
Space coupe like E.T. (E.T.)
It's the plug tryna call me (Skrrt-skrrt)
I was up trapping early in the morning (Plug)
Ooh
On my wave like a durag (Durag)
Pussy nigga calling for his boo back (Pussy)
Plug walk, Gucci on my shoe racks (Gucci)
Walk up in the house (Ta-ta-ta-ta, where the stove at? 'Til I ran into the plug, 'til I ran into—)
'Til I ran into the mud (To the mud)
I done ran into some racks, I done ran into your girl (To your girl)
Why the plug show me love? (Show me love)
I done came up from a dub (Huh?)

Plug walk (Plug walk, plug, plug)
Ion't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (Huh? What? What?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, Ion't let my plug walk (Pull up in a space coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
New freak, had a cut my other lil' bitch off (Ooh, ooh, lil' bitch)
50K, you can come and book a nigga for a plug walk

Big ol' Bentley, it's a spaceship (Woah)
Call me on my phone, Ion't say shit (What?)
I make money when I talk (When I talk)
I'm a boss, take a loss (I'm a what?)
I can introduce you to the plug (To the plug)
Bitch, this ain't no Henny in my cup (Lil' bitch)
Stayed down, now the racks up (Racks up)
She gon' let me fuck, ass up (Ass up, plug)
I stuck kis in the Louie V (Louie V)
Fuck 12, I'm a G, ain't no stopping me (Ain't no stopping me)
And my wrist is on overseas (Drip)
Rich nigga, you can't talk to me (Ayy, Rich)

Plug (Heh) walk (Plug walk, plug, plug)
Ion't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (Richie, haha, huh? What? What?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, Ion't let my plug walk (No, pull up in a space coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
New freak, had a cut my other lil' bitch off (Heh, ooh, heh, ooh, lil' bitch)
50K, you can come and book a nigga for a plug walk

20K, that ain't shit da me (That ain't shit da me)
Get cha knocked off for some groceries (Hah, what?)
Might pull up to your show and spray the scenery (Rrah)
Like, 'Fuck it, it's gon' have da be a tragedy' (A tragedy)
Ooh, and tell my 50, get the strap (Get the strap)
Niggas hating 'cause I'm rich, I grab the MAC (I grab the MAC)
You can't trust a bitch, gon' stab ya in your back (In your back)
I'm too rich to give a fuck, and that's a fact (Rich, plug)
I'm too busy counting dividends (Dividends)
She was talking shit about me, fuck the bitch again (I fucked the bitch again)
He ain't count a million (Million)
Load the clip again (Huh?)
Racks on me, 'cause the plug, that my best friend

Plug walk (Plug walk, plug, plug)
Ion't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (Huh? What? What?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, Ion't let my plug walk (Pull up in a space coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, heh, skrrt, skrrt)
New freak, had a cut my other lil' bitch off (Go, ooh, ooh, lil' bitch, fire, skrrt)
50K, you can come and book (Go) a nigga for a plug walk (Get the pot in New York)

Let the fork do the talk (Skrrt)
Gucci Mane, I murder man (Rrah), I get cha lined in the chalk
Million-dollar AP, Gucci Mane challenge
High-stepping in my Louboutins, fuck New Balance (Damn)
Sun Valley Junior High, me and BP (Heh)
Selling chronic like it's Snoop Dogg, that was '93
Blue coupe, red coupe, nigga, I ain't set tripping (No)
This space coupe, I drop the plug off like he George Jetson (It's Gucci, burr)

Plug walk (Plug walk, plug, plug)
Ion't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (Huh? What? What?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, Ion't let my plug walk (Pull up in a space coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
New freak, had a cut my other lil' bitch off (Ooh, ooh, lil' bitch, 4Hunnid)
50K, you can come and book a nigga for a plug walk (4Hunnid)

Red coupe, I suwoo that (Suwoo)
Paint the Maybach red, had a do that (Suwoo)
I'm the plug, got the whole hood strapped (Strapped)
Glock 9, a new freezer, gotta shoot that
Blood walk (Blood walk, on bloods, do your dance, do your dance, do your dance, do your dance, do your dance)
You new niggas just now learning how the Bloods talk (Bloods talk)
YG, you mad? Hell yeah, that nigga pissed off
But I'm up now, pass, touchdown
That's a touchdown, score and buy a bustdown
Balling 'til it's final, you get put out in the first round
I'm a boss, wow, certain things I don't touch now (Blood walk)
And my plug sound like, 'Pinche cabrón, ándale with that dope, ándale with that dope' (Ándale)
And my plug name is Tito Carrón, he be like, 'Ándale with that dope' ('Rriba), ye' ain't got it, then you vámonos

Plug walk (Tito, plug walk, plug, plug)
Ion't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (Huh? What? What?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, Ion't let my plug walk (Pull up in a space coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
New freak, had a cut my other lil' bitch off (Lil' bitch off, ooh, ooh, lil' bitch, Don Dee Dean that)
50K, you can come and book a nigga for a plug walk (2 Chain')

Got chips like a casino (Chips)
Had a try different angles like Dorito (Different angles)
I'm the godfather, nigga, Don Vito (Yeah)
This cheese nachos, nigga, jalapeño (Tell 'em)
Me and my plug use sign language (Uh)
I want five of 'em, I showed 'em five fingers (Damn)
Five cellphone', nigga, five ringers (Five ringers)
I talk shit too, I'm bilingual (Whoo)
I got a bi wit' me tryna get by (Get by)
She say she-on't like niggas and neither do I (Neither do I)
Silicone Valley with the trap shit (Trap shit)
Southside started all the cap shit (Ayy, cap shit)

Plug walk (Yeah, plug walk, plug, plug)
Ion't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (¿Qué pasa, huh? Migo? Hah, what? What?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, Ion't let my plug walk (Pull up in a space coupe, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, space coupe, space coupe)
New freak, had a cut my other lil' bitch off (Ooh, cut that bitch, ooh, lil' bitch)
50K, you can come and book a nigga for a plug walk
17. Talk Dirty 2:58

Haha
Get Jazzy on 'em

I'm that flight that cha get on
International
First-class seat on my lap, girl
Riding comfortable (Oh, yeah, hah)
'Cause I know what the girl dem need
New York to Haiti
I got lipstick stamps on my passport
You make it hard a leave

Been around the world, don't speak the language (Uh-huh)
But cha booty don't need explaining (Uh-huh)
All I really need a understand is (Uh-huh)
When
You
Talk dirty to me

Talk dirty to me (What?)
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me (What?)
Get Jazzy on 'em

You know the words to my songs
No hablá ingles (Oh)
Our conversations ain't long
But chu know what is
I know what the girl dem want
London to Taiwan
I (Taiwan) got lipstick stamps on my passport
I think I need a new one-uh-hone

Been around the world, don't speak the language (Uh-huh)
But cha booty don't need explaining (Oh, uh-huh)
All I really need a understand is (Uh-huh)
When
You
Talk dirty to me (Whoo)

Talk dirty to me (Haha, what?)
Talk dirty to me (Talk, yeah)
Talk dirty to me (Ayy, what? Uh, yeah, ooh)

(Uno)
Met cha friend in Rio
(Dos)
She was all on me, oh
(Tres)
We could ménage a three, though
(Cuatro)
Oh, yeah (2 Chainz)

Dos Cadenas, close to genius
Sold-out arenas, you can suck my penis (Ooh, damn)
Gilbert Arenas, guns on deck (Deck)
Chest-to-chest, tongue on neck (Neck)
International oral sex
Every picture I take, I pose a threat (True, yeah)
Bought a jet
What cha expect?
Her pussy's so good, I bought her a pet (Oh, oh, oh, oh, tell 'em)
Anyway, every day, I'm tryna get to it
Got her saved in my phone under 'Big Booty' (Haha)
Anyway, every day, I'm tryna get to it
Got her saved in my phone under 'Big Booty'

Been around the world, don't speak the language (Uh-huh)
But cha booty don't need explaining (Uh-huh)
All I really need a understand is (Uh-huh)
When
You
Talk dirty to me (You do)

Talk dirty to me (Yeah, yeah)
Talk dirty to me (Talk to me, talk, ah, yeah, oh)
Talk dirty to me (Oh, yeah, oh)
Get Jazzy on 'em
18. Champions 5:36

(Quavo)

Lifestyle on camera (Camera)
Hunnid-thousand-dollar chandelier (Chandelier)
They tried a turn me to an animal (Animal)
But white people think I'm radical (Radical)
Supermodels think I'm handsome (Handsome)
You might think I'm too aggressive (Word, aggressive)
But, really, I think I'm too passive (Ayy)
'Til I pull out the chopper, start blasting (15-hunnid, baow)

All in singles (Straight up)
Throw it up
Watch it fall and drop
'Round and 'round they go (Git, strapped, git, thrrah, strapped)
'Round and 'round they go (Git, git, git, git)

Pray for me (Why?)
I'm about da hit the Ye button (Git, git)
I don't wanna say nutting wrong (Why?)
But it'd be wrong if I ain't saying nutting (Thrrah)
Imagine if I ain't saying nutting (Git)
Wouldn't none thee niggas say nutting? (Git, git)
I done lost and made money (Why?)
Now I'm making some' they can't take from me (Thrrah), and I'm—
Fresh out of debt in this muh'fucker (Why?)
And they still ain't ready yet for a muh'fucker (Thrrah)
Yeezy 'bout da go and put all his Louie on (On)
I'm 'bout da go Gucci in the Gucci sto' (Thrrah, it's Gucci, sto'-o-o-o-o-o-o-o)

Fresh out the Feds in this motherfucker (Hah)
And they still ain't ready yet for a muh'fucker (No)
Gucci Mane and I'm 'bout da put my Yeezys on (Huh?)
Now that Gucci home, it's over (Yeah) for you Gucci clones (15-hunnid)

All in singles (Straight up)
Throw it up
Watch it fall and drop
'Round and 'round they go (Strapped, strapped)
'Round and 'round they go (Git, git, I)
Champions (Oh)
We run the city
Number one (Oh)
They falling from the top
'Round and 'round they go (Oh, oh, oh, woah, 'round and 'round)
'Round and 'round they go-oh-oh-oh (Oh, oh, straight up, oh, look, ayy)

I say a prayer for my enemies (Prayer)
They cannot slow down what's meant for me (Thrrah, straight up)
Funny how they come around like I can't see through they secret identities (Thrrah)
Lately, it's all about Zen in me (Why?)
Subtracting the negative energy (Git)
Fuck with the family, turn yo' ass to a memory (Git, git, git)
My niggas keep it a century (Thrrah, 1-hunnid)
I blow the check up, nigga, detonation (Git)
Kill 'em one-by-one, Final Destination (Git, thrrah, git)
Top my destination (Git)
I got guardian angels (Why?) all around a nigga, that's deflecting Satan (Thrrah, God)
I'm a motherfucking champion (Git)
This right here the fucking anthem (Git, git)
I can't dap ya without hand san' (Why?)
Ion't know where yo' dirty-ass hands been (Swerve, swerve, swerve, rah)
I wake up to like a hunnid texts (1-hunnid of 'em, git, thrrah, git, git)
Championship team, but we can't cut the net (Okay)
She all up in my jersey looking underdressed (Straight up, straight up, for sure, whoo)
I'm finna buy this bitch a Honda CRX
Wit' 15-hunnid

All in singles (Straight up)
Throw it up
Watch it fall and drop
'Round and 'round they go ('Round and 'round it go, yeah, 'round, strapped, and, strapped, 'round it go)
'Round and 'round they go-oh-oh-oh (I'd rather be strapped and ride with the pole, 2 Chainz, than a get down in a hole, uh, ayy)

I took a nap in the pulpit
I never like how a suit fit
I got a pocket full of money
It got me walking all slew-foot
I'm on my wave like a cruise ship
In that hoe mouth like a toothpick
Anyone get in my way
Nothing da say, I tote 'em choppers like pool sticks (Bah)
I wear pajamas to Ruth Chris (Oh)
Couldn't walk a mile in my new kicks (Nah)
I'm coming from the apartments (Yeah)
We never had our damn pool fixed (Damn)
Walk in the mall wit' my new bitch
Tell her to get the whole rack
My new bitch gon' pull me a new bitch
Then pull me a new bitch
See, that is a snowball effect
I got gold on my neck (Gold)
Looking like a Super Bowl on my neck (Woah)
I got a mansion full of marble flows
It look like I could go bowl in this bitch
Versace logos on bowls in this bitch
Whoo
Like I'm a serial killer
I put the real in gorilla
I did this shit for my niggas (Niggas), yeah (15-hunnid, yeah)

All in singles (Straight up)
Throw it up
Watch it fall and drop
'Round and 'round they go ('Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go)
'Round and 'round they go-oh-oh-oh (I'd rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole)
Champions (Oh)
We run the city
Number one (Oh)
They falling from the top
'Round and 'round they go (Oh, oh, oh, 'round and 'round it go, go, 'round and 'round it go, no, no)
'Round and 'round they go (Oh, oh, oh, I'd rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole, I'm Yo Gotti, ayy)

Reach for my chain i' suicide (Oh)
The car I drive fit two inside
They mad at Ye 'cause he all in the neighborhood (Oh, oh, oh)
But he let them goons inside (Why?)
Let fuck up the neighborhood (Oh, why? Oh, oh, why?)
Let fuck up the neighborhood (Why? Thrrah)
Buy every house in this bitch (Oh, oh, oh, why?)
You know that the money good (Why? Thrrah)
My wrist in the kitchen go 'round and 'round (Oh, oh, oh, whoo)
Play with the kid, I'ma gun ya down (Why?)
The roof on that Wraith in the lost and found (Oh, oh, oh, whoo)
Official trap shit, let me slow it down (Why?)
Way more shit than a Pamper (Oh, why?)
All we rock is bandanas (Git)
Whips so nasty, no manners (Oh)
I just got head in a Phantom (Go, thrrah)

She say she don't want a chump (Oh, oh, oh), baby want a champ
She say money make her cum (Oh, oh, oh), Gucci made her damp (Gucci)
1017's The Squad (Oh, oh, oh), Gucci Mane's the stamp (Heh)
And he don't ever sleep, he's a fucking vamp' (Heh)
I heard cho' bitch ride on the bus, you don't give a damn
My bitch drive a Lamb', you should call her ma'am
I love my auntie Jane, but fuck Uncle Sam
I'm a walking money machine, check my Instagram (Thrrah, go)
Niggas never test the kid, so I don't have da cram
My city treat me like a king, I should wear a crown (Hah)
And Ion't really fuck around (No)
I gave my bitch 2-mil' 'cause she stuck around (Wop, 15-hunnid)

All in singles (Straight up)
Throw it up (Oh, yeah)
Watch it fall and drop
'Round and 'round they go ('Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go)
'Round and 'round they go-oh-oh-oh (I'd rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole)
Champions
We run the city (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Number one
They falling from the top
'Round and 'round they go (Oh, oh, oh, 'round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go)
'Round and 'round they go (Oh, oh, oh, I'd rather be strapped and ride with the pole than a get down in a hole, ayy)
19. X 4:28


Somebody pop all day
Hol' up, somebody on they way
Hol' up, I wore the crown all day
Hol' up, somebody can't relate (Black Panther)
Hol' up, stay down wit' no faking, go up
Top-down, I've been racing, go up
She wild and been dangerous, go up
My crown in rotation, yeah (Yeah)


Are you on ten yet? Are you on ten yet? Wait
Are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? I live on ten
Wait, but are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? Hol' up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up

Fuck-up indawo (Woah)
Come tear this shit down (Woah)
I see double cups (Yonke indawo)
O'volovolo (Yonke indawo)
Got Benjamin Franklin phezulu koMadiba (No homo)
Soldier from the jungle
I keep the piece on me, I leave you puzzled
Ngiphethe ucherry we ngamla, black card on her
Money longer than hair on her
In her mouth like cavity
And I'm higher than her dad's salary
Saudi, are you on ten yet?
Phuza i-Lean, smoking, you know popping Xanax
Pop iXanny ngathi yiTszeni
Hit the Msotra if you're looking for me
Somebody ngiph' indwangu netissue, I'm dripping
Somebody's daughter finna swallow all these children
Imali is my Achilles' heel, yeah
I race you to a 100-million

Somebody pop all day
Hol' up, somebody on they way
Hol' up, I wore the crown all day
Hol' up, somebody can't relate
Hol' up, stay down wit' no faking, go up
Top-down, I've been racing, go up
She wild and been dangerous, go up
My crown in rotation, yeah (Yeah)

Are you on ten yet? Are you on ten yet? Wait
Are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? I live on ten
Wait, but are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? Hol' up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up

Are you on ten yet? (Hol' up, hol' up)
Do you have Henn' yet?
Jewelry on Windex (Jewelry on Windex)
Whoop, 80 my Rolex
Might Maybach the Benz, two-door coming out
Black on black again, I might gold the trim
I been built to win, I don't exit here
Too much flexing here, Go-Go Gadget this
Too much bread a get, I've been stretching up
Ain't no catching up, I don't rest enough, uh
I don't plan for luck, I keep working hard
Who keep blessing us? Uh
I'm on a ten and I need a ten
Nigga, done made him a M a week
Nigga, December been good a me
Not even Kendrick can humble me
Nigga too rich to go do the lease
Tryna become a way bigger Meech
Nigga, my tooth is like ten a piece
TDE family, the Genovese
Her tits are C cup, her ass an A-plus
I got my grades up, I had no backup
Now, run the check up, now, run the check up
And fuck the place up, fuck the place up (Whoop)

Somebody pop all day
Hol' up, somebody on they way
Hol' up, I wore the crown all day
Hol' up, somebody can't relate
Hol' up, stay down wit' no faking, go up
Top-down, I've been racing, go up
She wild and been dangerous, go up
My crown in rotation, yeah (Yeah)

Are you on ten yet? Are you on ten yet? Wait
Are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? I live on ten
Wait, but are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? Hol' up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Somebody, somebody, somebody on ten


Originality (Ten), couple fatalities
Candied my car and it's sweet like a cavity (Are you on ten yet?)
Saying they after me, ain't no one after me
Baby Mama used to work at the Applebee's (Are you on ten yet?)
Somebody call my phone, yeah
I'ma send their ass to voicemail (Are you on ten yet?)
Ion't even check my voicemail (Ten, ten, ten, ten)
Big weight, I'ma need a horse scale
F12, Berlinetta
I can wear shorts in the winter, uh
Wore turtlenecks in the summer, uh
This here is not for beginners, yeah
Digi-scale, fingernail
Went da Hell, came back, went da jail
Left jail, went da Benihana
Kenny on the corner, got the swagger on me
Yeah
Different fabric on me
Yeah
This for trappers only
Yeah
Married to the game
Yeah
Holy matrimony (Yeah)
Yeah
Boots upside cho' cranium
Fucked up someone's stage again
From strip clubs to stadiums
I took my shot and made it in

Somebody pop all day
Hol' up, somebody on they way
Hol' up, I wore the crown all day
Hol' up, somebody can't relate
Hol' up, stay down wit' no faking, go up
Top-down, I've been racing, go up
She wild and been dangerous, go up
My crown in rotation, yeah (Yeah)

Are you on ten yet? Are you on ten yet? Wait
Are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? I live on ten
Wait, but are you on ten yet?
Are you on ten yet? Hol' up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up
Fuck the place up, fuck the place up (Up)
20. Chloraseptic (Remix) 8:58

(2 Chainz)
Yeah, yeah

Take 'em da church
I'm talking the tabernacle
It's the return of the body snatcher
Walk in the spot, made my woman smack ya (Whoo)
In a fruit fight, I aim at cha Adam's apple
Pull up in the candy car, eating a candy bar
And my girl eating a candy apple
Yeah (Mmm)
I line their ass up (Up)
I aim at their goozer (Bah)
All of these stones on my neck, uh
They must have looked at Medusa
Pockets Rasputia of course
I drove some rims to court
I fucked some twins before
I had a Benz before
This i' the sin report
This i' the murder, murder, pass the burner, Em (Uh)
Your money shorter than an acronym (Ayy)
Big body when I'm backing in (Whoo)
Ladi-dadi, got a bunch of bodies
Niggas faking, niggas human-trafficking (Whoo)
I'm on the Act' again, uh (I'm on the Act' again)
This ain't a accident, uh
King like Akron
I run the trap again, you on the treadmill (Treadmill)
Never-Never Land, shit came with a Ferris wheel (Goddamn)
Ferris day off, baby, AR in the same car
Most of y'all my sons, aw, look at little JR
F-12 same color Kate Moss, uh
I'm talking wristing the pot
I'm talking this and you not
I'm talking bricks and you not
I'm talking straight up and down
Nigga, like 6:00
This i' the equinox
This what the people want
Somebody at the door
I heard the speaker knock
Uh (I'm at cha throat like Chloraseptic, Chloraseptic)

'Septic (Yeah)
And you got strep, I'm too complex with (I'm too complex with)
'Plex with (Yeah)
This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit)
Next shit (Yeah)
I'm at cha throat, I'm feeling reckless (I'm feeling reckless)
Reckless, yeah (Yeah)

Do me a favor, don't do me no favors
Thee bitches got flavors
They all wanna smoke, but ain't doing no labor
But they shopping at Raleys, they stinging like tasers
Act Hollywood like they play for the Lakers
They fly on the latest
Crocs, alligators, say hi da my haters
Pardon my neighbor
We eating that chicken, lobster, potatoes
You must be sniffing that yayo
If you don't think I'm that nigga
Swagger on ten since a day old
It's a-okay though, whipping up whip like it's mayo
Every track is a K.O., technical K.O
Go off your head like I'm Ayo
Out of this world, talking NATO
It's 'cause of jail, hoe, don't be an A-hole
'Cause I got shooters that shoot when I say so (Lay low)
Wanna be in my shoes, you ain't paid no dues (Our shoes)
Go, nigga, you ain't break no rules (Hell yeah)
High school, niggas ate cho' food (Food)
Might dumb it down a little, but I ain't no fool (Hell yeah)
Niggas hate every day, B (Yeah)
Shit is O.C. lately (Yeah)
Gotta break 'em off with these Dre beats (Yeah)
Or I might go crazy (Hell yeah)
Thee niggas too goddamn lazy (Too lazy)
Don't ever, ever, ever try da play me (Da play me)
Lil' shawty now coming from BK (BK)
But I'm tryna come up like JAY-Z (Like JAY-Z)
Nothing but love for my idols (Love for my idols)
I feel entitled to titles (To titles)
Fuck it, man, I want the title (I want the title)
Submission, they going all viral (I'm at cha throat like Chloraseptic, Chloraseptic)

'Septic (Yeah)
And you got strep, I'm too complex with (I'm too complex with)
'Plex with (Yeah)
This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit)
Next shit (Yeah)
I'm at cha throat, I'm feeling reckless (I'm feeling reckless)
Reckless, yeah (Yeah)

Bin Laden with a pen, bodying again
I begin slaughtering your men, prolly shoulda been
Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin
Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event
In the lobby of the Intercontinental with an obvious intent
And I would not even relent up on a little
Like Osama with a bomb under the bin and down the middle
Of the Pentagon and hit a kindergartner with a rental (Stop)
Back and forth
Back and forth
Like Jack Kevorkian's ass to court
'Rap mature, why can't chu be like Macklemore?' (Huh?)
'Why ya always gotta smack a whore?' (Huh?)
It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort (Huh?)
Something's gotta give, that's for sure
Yet, chu keep coming back for more
Not as raw as I was, ''Walk on Water' sucks”
Bitch, suck my dick
Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit
'Fore ya heard it, so ya formed your verdict
While you sat wit' cha arms crossed
Did cha little reaction videos and talked over songs (Chill)
Nah, dawg, y'all saying I lost it?
Your fucking marbles are gone (Wait, Em)
But, nowadays, every flow, every cadence sound the same (Skrrt)
Brain's a powder keg, I draw inspiration outta hate
Real pain in the paper, I don't trace
But if I look strange and outta place
It's 'cause I'm an alien, that's why
I write 'til the page is outta space (Duh)
From 7 Mile in Novara
To 'How can I be down?' All of us tryna pile in the car (Yeah)
We shot for the stars (Yeah)
'Cause we only got so much time in this world (Yeah)
So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before
If you think you're promised tomorrow (Yeah)
Now I'm 'bout da fool again
This tune is sick, it's luminous, the moon is lit
A freaking lunatic, a human computer chip
And I'm soon a stick a broom in the uterus of your Hooters chick
If I was you, I wouldn't do nothing stupid due to the mood I'm in
I'm losing it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint
Show me who da rip, it's time for you da get screwed
Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it (Whoo)
How many fucking rappers did I go through?
Dispel doubt, but cha won't admit I smoked
And you was spellbound, hellbound in my snowsuit
But, am I s'posed to sound like everything else out?
'Cause I don't get compared to it, only myself now
Well, I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down
But the only way I care is if I let myself down
But, what the fuck have I woke to?
Time da eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools
I know ya still want me da ill out, don't cha?
Hoping the old Slim's gonna spill out, open
Fire on your whole camp with this spit, I roast ya
So, chill out, no, you
Hoes couldn't roast me with the shit I wrote chu
Then I took a stand, went at Tan-Face and practically cut my motherfucking fanbase in half and still outsold chu
You just called my shit trash?
Thank God, I rap better when the odds are stacked
'Revival's wack, I don't like the 'Zombie' track
And when he's talking that garbage psychotic crap
Where's your content at?
What's with all the conscious rap?
P!nk, Beyoncé this and Kehlani that' (Yeah)
I just add it to the fuel in my rocket pack
'Til I'm ready da respond, then I'ma launch it at 'em
Idiotic from the fucking embryonic sac
To the body bag, I'll be back
And when I am, I'll be at cha fucking throat like Chloraseptic (Chloraseptic)

'Septic (Yeah)
And you got strep, I'm too complex with (I'm too complex with)
'Plex with (Yeah)
This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit)
Next shit (Yeah)
I'm at cha throat, I'm feeling reckless (I'm feeling reckless)
Reckless, yeah (Yeah, and I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you)

Hundred of you (Baow-baow-baow-baow)
All at once like I had nothing da lose (Nothing da lose)
What can I do?
My appetite for destruction is loose (Destruction is loose)
Destruction is loose
And all it wants is to have something da chew (Something da chew)
Something da chew, something da chew (Something da chew)

Instinctive nature da bring the anguish (Yeah)
To the English language
With this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper (Haha)
This rap shit got me traveling place to place, you barely leave your house (House)
'Cause you're always stuck at cha pad (Pad)
It's stationary
Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out (Write it out)
Simon Cowell of rhyming foul, that's why ya sound so shook
Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat
Hook it inside your mouth, go — 'Hrruh'
That's what it's like when the mic is out
'Cause I'm tearing at cha flesh with it (Flesh with it)
'Til your larynx and neck are split (Neck are split)
With these lyrics, weapons, expert with (Expert with)
Like hair extensions, extra clips (Extra clips)
And you're scared da effing death of it (Death of it)
Bitch, you're staring at a legend that (At a legend that)
In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped (Sweatshirt ripped)
And hoodie black, should be strapped
To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, bitch (Record, bitch)
Finger so high in the air, I'll bet cha senses flip (Senses flip)
Like a barometric pressure switch (Pressure switch)
Caring less who I offend with this (This)
I'm at cha neck like Pez dispense (Pez dispense)
Go 'head, spit cha flow, bitch (I'm at cha throat like Chloraseptic, Chloraseptic)

'Septic (Yeah)
And you got strep, I'm too complex with (I'm too complex with)
'Plex with (Yeah)
This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit)
Next shit (Yeah)
I'm at cha throat, I'm feeling reckless (I'm feeling reckless)
Reckless, yeah (Yeah, and I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you)

Hundred of you (Baow-baow-baow-baow)
All at once like I had nothing da lose (Nothing da lose)
What can I do?
My appetite for destruction is loose (Destruction is loose)
Destruction is loose
And all it wants is to have something da chew (Something da chew)
Something da chew, something da chew (Something da chew, yeah, uh, haha)

And still conjoined at
The hip with hop, still on point and poignant
Skilled as Floyd is
In this field, and still no filter, boy
I'll put chu in your place (Yeah) like a realtor, boy
You still ain't in the building, boy
I will destroy shit, even as I build it
Get the drill bit, pen is filled wit' poison
Which is the source, easy da still pinpoint it (Like what?)
Like a real thin joint, it (What?)
Comes on Quilted Northern (And what?)
In a built-in toilet (Yeah)
Bitch, I told cha I'm a dog (Woof)
I wouldn't heal with ointment
Way I'm kicking these fairies' tails
Should write a children's storybook (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Million voices in my head
But still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment (Off what?)
Off the feel of going in (Like?)
Like your bitch when she gives me brain
Like she thinks I'm dumb (Ugh)
Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me da kingdom come (Yeah)
'Til I feel anointed
She makes iller noises
When she's with me, must be from the Windy City (Huh)
Pretty apparent (Pretty apparent) she's a MILF when blowing me (Blowing me)
'Cause I conned her into, ripping the condom in two (Whoo)
Dick is a bargaining tool, now I'm getting blew like Klonopins, Rude Jude
I go there, you wouldn't
Well, I still have a few views in common with you
Just not YouTube, 'cause (I'm at cha throat like Chloraseptic, Chloraseptic)

'Septic (Yeah)
And you got strep, I'm too complex with (I'm too complex with)
'Plex with (Yeah)
This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit)
Next shit (Yeah)
I'm at cha throat, I'm feeling reckless (I'm feeling reckless)
Reckless, yeah (Yeah, bitch, and I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you)

Hundred of you (Baow-baow-baow-baow)
All at once like I had nothing da lose (Nothing da lose)
What can I do?
My appetite for destruction is loose (Destruction is loose)
Destruction is loose
And all it wants is to have something da chew (Something da chew)
Something da chew, something da chew (Something da chew)

You're a has-been
That has been the case since back when
You last went and threw your hat in the race
You've been trash (Bitch), stick your raps in the trash bin
Or end up in my next rhyme
You're a fuckboy, so next time
It's gonna be heads flying like Dez Bryant
With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (Yeah)
Now, watch me set it like correct time
All ya get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I
Clock rejects into the next life
Talking reckless, but it's just my
Strongest suit, but cha can get my Colombian necktie
Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride
Why ya hitching at night?
I put an end to your life, sex crime
Kidding aside, insidious vibe
Girl, ya know ya got the prettiest eyes
But all you're getting is bribed
Any old lie da try da get cha inside
Then we gon' end up spending the night
And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe
What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck
Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up
Binds up, cuts, slices her twice?
But the muff diver must just like it rough
Fuck right in her vagina, blood
Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh (Music, please)
Enthusiast of the roofie
Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi
And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi
But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen
Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG
I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee
No diss there, just notice there
Are no similarities that we share
Besides the fact we breathe air
Happily married a rap, and I'm glad that we buried
The hatchet and patched it up
Now I'm back da ratchet up my attack
And I'm at cha motherfucking throat like— (I'm at cha throat like Chloraseptic, Chloraseptic)

'Septic (Yeah)
And you got strep, I'm too complex with (I'm too complex with)
'Plex with (Yeah)
This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit)
Next shit (Yeah)
I'm at cha throat, I'm feeling reckless (I'm feeling reckless)
Reckless, yeah (Yeah, and I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you)

Hundred of you (Baow-baow-baow-baow)
All at once like I had nothing da lose (Nothing da lose)
What can I do?
My appetite for destruction is loose (Destruction is loose)
Destruction is loose
And all it wants is to have something da chew (Something da chew)
Something da chew, something da chew (Something da chew)
21. Headband 3:42

Mustard (Yeah) on the beat, hoe (Bandz)

Already got one rolled up in my left hand (In my left hand)
Pussy on my mind, tighter than a headband (Than a headband)
Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands (In my sweat glands)
This shit I'm on, better than the next strand (Ayy)
Than the next strand, better than the next strand (Ayy)
She head down, booty popping in a handstand (Bandz)
I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan (Whoo)
I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man (*Whistles*)
Ion't even understand why she'd ever want a man
If she ever throw it, I'd catch it like a cornerback (Like a cornerback)
Like a cornerback, that's an interception (Interception)
You think I give a fuck? That's a misconception

Oh, what a night (Yeah)
Oh, what a night (Yeah)
The roof is on fire (Yeah)
So what? I'm high (Yeah)
I said, oh, what a night (Hey)
Oh, what a night
Yeah (Hey), she a bad bitch
All (Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh) jokes aside

Hey
Look at baby over there (Over there)
Wassup?
Lil' Mama, come here (Come here)
She started talking, but I really couldn't hear (Hah)
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror (Oh-oh)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (Do it in the mirror)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (Oh-oh)
She broke it down, started moving like Shakira (Moving like Shakira)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (I)

Chop one, chop two, chop that ass down (Down)
Chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
All I want chu da do is just drop that ass down (Yeah)
Drop, drop that ass down, uh
Now (2 Chainz), look back at it

Whistling Dixie
Middle school, I was getting head on a ten-speed
Gigolo bloodline
Pimping hereditary
Black on 28s, it remind me of February
Day you can fuck wit' me?
That would be Neveruary
Dead-ass rapper shoulda came with a cemetery
I am so cold (I am so cold)
Nigga like Ben & Jerry
Fill a nigga, deal a nigga, kill a nigga, obituary (Tell 'em)
My vision blurry
These bitches flirting
I've been drinking all night, I think my kidney's hurting (Damn)
So I closed the curtains on the 62
Her ass'll knock your ass out, you better stick and move (True)
Chain hang to my ding-a-ling (What?)
Chain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-ling (Yeah)
To do a threesome, you gotta intervene (Intervene)
Her legs, so sexy (Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh) when I'm in-between

Hey
Look at baby over there (Over there)
Wassup?
Lil' Mama, come here (Come here)
She started talking, but I really couldn't hear (Hah)
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror (Oh-oh)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (Do it in the mirror)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (Oh-oh)
She broke it down, started moving like Shakira (Moving like Shakira)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (I)

Chop one, chop two, chop that ass down (Down)
Chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
All I want chu da do is just drop that ass down
Drop, drop that ass down, uh
Now, look back at it

She do it like she do it in the mirror
Be cautious, that booty is bigger than it appears
She speed it up or slow it down like she's switching gears
I'm looking for the baddest one here, I tell her, like:
'Do that there (Do that there)
Do that there' (Do that there)
You gotta stretch it out, girl, move that there
She bend it over, touch her toes when she toot that there
Like, 'Hut one, hut two', girl, who back there?
Who back there?
I'm back there
I could take a step back and sip my cognac there
Picture-perfect body, that's a Kodak there
Now, make a nigga feel welcome like a doormat's there, I'm like:

'Oh, what a night
Oh, what a night'
The roof is on fire
So what? I'm high
I'm like, oh, what a night, oh, oh, what a night
That's a bad bitch
All jokes aside (Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh), there she go

Hey
Look at baby over there (Over there)
Wassup?
Lil' Mama, come here (Come here)
She started talking, but I really couldn't hear (Hah)
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror (Oh-oh)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (Do it in the mirror)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (Oh-oh)
She broke it down, started moving like Shakira (Moving like Shakira)
Uh
Like she do it in the mirror (I)

Chop one, chop two, chop that ass down (Down)
Chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
All I want chu da do is just drop that ass down
Drop, drop that ass down, uh
Now, look back at it
22. Good Drank 3:44

Yeah (Uh)
Alright (Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm)
I did it (Mmm), hahaha
Yeah

Used to treat my mattress like the ATM
Yeah
Bond Number 9, that my favorite scent (Uh-uh, yeah)
Can't forget the kush, I'm talking OG (Uh-uh, yeah)
Rest in peace to Pop, he was a OG (Uh-uh, oh, yeah)
285, I had that pack on me (Uh-uh, uh)
I cannot forget I had that strap on me (Uh-uh, yeah)
Rest in peace to my nigga DOE (Mmm-mmm, DOE, TROUP)
All we ever wanna do i' ball (Mmm-mmm, ball)
That was the easy part (Whoop, uh)
We playing that Weezy hard (Uh-uh, tell 'em)
We sit in the kitchen late, heh
We tryna make an escape (We tryna make an escape, yeah)
Tryna make me a mil' (Uh)
So (Mmm) I'ma keep me a plate (Plate)
I (Mmm) told 'em, 'Shawty can leave' (Leave, woah)
So I'ma keep me a rake (Rake, yeah)
So I'ma keep me a Wraith (Wraith, mmm)
My jewelry look like a lake (Water, mmm)
Today, I'm in the Maybach (Whoo, mmm-mmm)
And that car came wit' some drapes (Drapes? Ooh)
You know I look like a safe (Safe? Mmm-mmm)
I put chu back in your place (Place? Mmm-mmm)
I look you right in your face (Face? Mmm-mmm)
Sing to your bitch like I'm Drake (Sing to your bitch like I'm Drake, woah)
Yeah (Yeah)

Good drank (Good)
Big knots (Big knots)
Good drugs (Drugs)
I put a four on the rocks (Lean, yeah)
Drop-top (Skrrt, skrrt)
No hotbox (No)
12 tryna pull me over
Pink slips to the cops
She said (12) the Molly give her thizz face (Uh)
Put the dick in her rib cage (Yeah, cage)
Whips out, Kunta Kinte (Uh)
Diamonds clear like Bombay (Yeah, 'Bay)
Take your babies, no Harambe (Uh)
Play wit' keys like Doc Dre (Yeah)
3K like André (Uh)
And your girl, call her, come through (Yeah, whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

(It's Gucci, heh, whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Burr, heh)

Your trunk in the front
Well, check this out, my top in the trunk (Heh)
You play wit' my money
Then check this out, cho' pop in the trunk (Heh)
3-mil' on a month
But I just did 3 years on a bunk (Huh?)
Oh, you in a slump
I'm headed to Oakland like Kevin Da Runt (Go, clean)
What is your point?
Square with the stamp, fuck Kevin Durant (Heh)
Lay on my trap
Play wit' my cap and I'll knock off your hat
I'm (Pow) taking the cheese and killing the rats
Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the racks
I'm swerving, but I'm in back of the 'Bach
I'm Persian, man, I got hoe' from Iraq
I'm serving, I'll pay a bird for that (Bird)
He nervous, ain't got no words for that
He hurt and want all of his purses back
He mixing the syrup with the Percocets (Lean)
She perfect, and she got Perky breast
I just want some of that turkey neck
Trap of the year, I'm from Bouldercrest
You snitch of the year 'cause you told the best (Wop, yeah)

Good drank (Good)
Big knots (Big knots)
Good drugs (Drugs)
I put a four on the rocks (Lean, yeah)
Drop-top (Skrrt, skrrt)
No hotbox (No)
12 tryna pull me over
Pink slips to the cops
She said (12) the Molly give her thizz face (Uh)
Put the dick in her rib cage (Yeah, cage)
Whips out, Kunta Kinte (Uh)
Diamonds clear like Bombay (Yeah, 'Bay)
Take your babies, no Harambe (Uh)
Play wit' keys like Doc Dre (Yeah)
3K like André (Uh)
And your girl, call her, come through (Yeah, whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Ayy, MIKE DEAN, whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(This shit hard as fuck, bruh, whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(You a living legend, I appreciate that)
(Ayy, Guwop)
(I'm glad cha home, cuz)
(Quavo)
(Ya already know, man)
(You got next on thee nigga', double salute, man)
(True shit)
(2 Chainz)
(Hair Weave Killer)
(Daniel Son: the Necklace Don)
('Chapo Jr.')
(I mean, I can go on for days, heh)
23. Cut Her Off 4:04

It ain't none' da cut that bitch off
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off
Link up (Will-Will-William)
So, what cha saying, hoe?

You know I'm the man, hoe (Whoop)
Nutting but a bird, I'ma leave ya where ya stand, hoe (Whoop)
Heard cha got a man, hoe (Whoop)
Hope he understand, though
You ain't nutting but a creeper baby, I'm just saying though, saying though
Ayy
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Whoo, whoo, whoo, ayy, whoo, creeping on the low)

Hope your man don't see her (See her?)
She'll bust it down for some damn Lime-A-Ritas (Ritas?)
Chew me like some bubblegum, something like Rasheeda (Rasheeda?)
Gotta get my partner some, she on me like Adidas ('Didas?)
Baby, you can't hold back, stop flexing like you not (Not)
Your man tryna patrol that, I guess he is a cop (Cop)
But he really can't cuff if he busting at my spot (Spot)
But I done had enough 'cause you making my shit hot
Blowing up a nigga phone, what I tell yo' a' 'bout that? ('Bout that)
Tryna hold something, hold my nuts, can you do that? (Yeah)
Catch me playing around with that mouth while he hit it from the back (Baow)
And you can't say nothing now 'cause we all been through with that, through with that, ayy (Ayy)

It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Whoo, whoo, haha)
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Hahaha, what? Link up)
So, what cha saying, hoe?
You know I'm the man, hoe (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
So, what cha saying, hoe?
You know I'm the man, hoe (Whoo, yeah, whoo, 2 Chainz, you)

Know that ain't a real bag, bitch, that's a knockoff
When I get that work, I get da jugging like hot sauce
Out-Outdoor pool, lakefront (Front)
H-Hit it from the back
Rearrange her lace front
Stunting
Tattoos on my neck and on my kidneys
If I don't like that hoe, I turn her ass into a frisbee (Tell 'em)
If I don't like yo' disc, I turn that hoe into a frisbee (Yeah)
I throw it out on Old Nat
Right by the Wendy's (Damn)
Three cellphones and all of 'em jumping (Hello)
I can see your hoes and all of 'em nothing (True)
Yeah, I'm a don, Don Cheadle, Don Cornelius
Watch the Dom spill
Pockets fat as Don Cartagena, nigga (Ayy), done deal (Done deal)

It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Whoo, whoo, haha)
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Hahaha, what?)
So, what cha saying, hoe?
You know I'm the man, hoe (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
So, what cha saying, hoe?
You know I'm the man, hoe (Whoo, whoo)
Baby, I'm ashamed

Why you acting this-a-way? (Way)
If she 'bout that action, you can bring her this-a-way (Way)
Hit her on yo' mattress, make you feel some type of way (Way)
Pass her to my migos, they gon' bust it, andalé (Yeah)
Please don't play them games 'cause I know that's what cha like (Like)
Knock it out the frame, baby girl, it's alright (Alright)
Yeah, that pussy bomb, I just call it dynamite ('Mite)
You ready? Here I come, I can do this shit all night (Do this shit all night)

It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Whoo, whoo, haha)
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Hahaha, what?)
So, what cha saying, hoe?
You know I'm the man, hoe (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
So, what cha saying, hoe?
You know I'm the man, hoe
Nutting but a bird, I'ma leave ya where ya stand, hoe
Heard cha got a man, hoe
Hope he understand, though
You ain't nutting but a creeper baby, I'm just saying though, saying though
Ayy
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Cut that bitch off, cut that bitch off)
It ain't none' da cut that bitch off (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
24. Bandz A Make Her Dance (Remix) 5:40

Ear Drummers
Strippers (Strippers)
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance

Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping (Clap)
And they ain't using hands (Hands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands (Hands)

Short hair, like Nia Long
Loose ones, she-on't need a loan
Start twerking when she hear her song
Stripper pole her income
We get trippy and then some
So nasty when she rolling
She put that ass up in my hands
I remote control it (Yeah, hoe)
She give me dome when the roof gone
After K.O.D., she leave with me
She got friends
Bring three, I got drugs, I got drink (Yeah, hoe)
Bend it over, Juicy J gon' poke it like wet paint (Yeah, hoe)
You say 'no' da ratchet pussy, Juicy J can't (Yeah, hoe)
Racks everywhere, they showing racks, I'm throwing racks
In the VIP
Rubber on, I'm stretching that
Rich niggas tipping?
Broke niggas looking
And it ain't a strip club if they ain't showing pussy

Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping (Clap)
And they ain't using hands (Hands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands (Hands)

Down in Atlanta (Yeah)
'Bout da hit up Magic (Yeah)
Throw some money in the air, all the bad bitches gon' grab it (Yeah, hoe)
Straight off the floor
She gon' need a couple of bags
Like a broke ATM
I'ma spill in all this cash
Them niggas in the club (Yeah)
Don't be spending shit
20 stacks in one night
I be on trippy shit
My cribs paid off
But I'm still paying rent
A couple of condos paid
She loving every cent
She make that ass clap
Dancing like she on a dick
Bring it back, I threw a stack
That's one lucky bitch
Up and down, she's going
She's sliding on that pole
Making money, stacking them honey
Shawty, go

Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping (Clap)
And they (Baby) ain't using hands (Hands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Uh, dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Juicy, I gotcha, bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands (Hands)

Uh (Uh)
Pop that pussy for a real nigga
Pull out my black card
That's my lil' nigga
Make a movie wit' cho' bitch, Steven Spiel, nigga
Smoking on Keysh (Smoking on Keysh)
Cole, gimme chills, nigga
What's your real name?
And not cha stripper name
I make it rain on ya
Like a windowpane
Bands a make her dance
Tunechi make her cum
Hit it from the side like a motherfucking bass drum
Two hoes on one fucking pole
Two hoes on my fucking pole
I don't tip, I pay bills
Bitches call me Buffalo
Her stomach in and her ass out
I'm flyer than the ones they pass out
If money grow on trees, I branched out
I'm just waiting for my bitch to cash out (Cash out)

Bands a make her dance (Haha, dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy (I'm just waiting for my bitch to cash out)
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping (Young Mula, clap)
And they (Baby) ain't using hands (Hands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, yeah)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, yeah)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands, yeah)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, true)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands (2 Chainz, hands)

2 Chainz (Yeah)
Fo' bracelets (Bracelets)
Let me see that ass clap
Standing ovation (True)
If yo' girl don't swallow kids, man, that hoe basic (Buck)
Got two bitches wit' me
Take a shot of one hoe
Using her friend for a chaser (Tell 'em)
Bands a make her bust it (Bust it)
Let me see you touch it (Touch it)
Money talk
Ye' ain't got none
End of discussion (Damn)
Bands a make her do it (Do it)
Pocket full of money (Money)
Young nigga getting head while the engine running (Err)
Let me see you wiggle, do it for a real nigga (Yeah)
I be laughing to the bank
All ya do is giggle (Uh)
B-Balling in my coupe (Coupe)
C-Call it sports car
Drop the top and freak it, treat that bitch just like a pornstar (Pornstar)

Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping (Clap)
And they ain't using hands (Hands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
All these chicks popping pussy
I'm just popping bands (Bands)
Bands a make her dance (Dance)
Bands a make her dance (Dance, dance)
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands (Hands)
25. Feds Watching 4:08

Uh-oh, uh, uh-oh
Tomorrow, tomorrow (Tomorrow, tomorrow)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (Yeah, tomorrow, tomorrow)
Tomorrow (I'm talking right now), tomorrow (Tomorrow, tomorrow)
Tomorrow (I'm talking right now, yeah), tomorrow (Tomorrow, tomorrow, ain't no such thing as tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, uh)
Tomorrow (The way we living da day), tomorrow (Tomorrow, tomorrow)
Tomorrow (I'm talking right now), tomorrow (Do-do)
Do, do, do (2 Chainz), do

Dreads hang on designer everything
Mr. Como Des Garçons, Mr. Alexander Wang, Mr. Chain
Pinky ring
Flow insane
Hoe insane (Ooh, ooh)
Man, these shoes I got on
These the hardest I've done seen
It look clean
When you pour it
I remix it
Make it dirty
If she got good head and text me, I text her back and tell her, 'Hurry' (True)
This that Category 5
When I walk up at the strip club (Ooh, ooh)
Throw it high
Make you and George Washington head butt
OG's never fed us
Now young niggas fed up
Balling so hard (Hard)
I deserve a and-one (Okay)
Baking soda marketing, I'm getting it, ain't I? Obviously (Ooh, ooh)
You a bitch
You a hoe
That just my philosophy (Yeah)
And I'm known a kick it like the captain of a soccer team
Billie Jean red leather, same color Red Lobster (Red Lobster)
And she brainwash ya
Head doctor (Ooh, ooh, uh)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Feds watching)

I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Yeah)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Yeah)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Ooh, ooh, tell 'em)
Drop-top (Drop-top)
Head bopping (Head bopping)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Yeah)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (True)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Ooh, ooh, yeah)
Drop-top (Drop-top)
Head bopping (Head bopping)

Grams to Grammys, two guns Yosemite
Niggas put they Glock on yo' ass
Fuck that Heather B
Pumping that amphetamine
All this D I'm peddling (Ooh, ooh)
I be somewhere settling, somewhere that chu have never been
To the top you've never been
You might need a respirator
Money on the rise like I'm counting on an elevator
You gon' need a detonator swimming with them barracudas (Ooh, ooh, 'cudas)
Close the docket on that muh'fucking prosecutor (Bah)
This Armani, this Givenchy
I parachute you (Yeah)
I'm so fly, I jump out the air wearing Gucci (Tell 'em)
I'm raw
Talking California Rolls (Ooh, ooh, Rolls)
Smoking California weed wit' California hoes (True)
Sending flicks to my partners at the state pen
I just got some pants made out of snakeskin (Yeah)
See, them shades you got on called RayBans (Ooh, ooh)
And the shades I got on cost 8 bands
(Damn)

I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Yeah)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Yeah)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Ooh, ooh, tell 'em)
Drop-top (Drop-top)
Head bopping (Head bopping)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Yeah)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (True)
I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (Ooh, ooh, yeah)
Drop-top (Drop-top)
Head bopping (Head bopping)
26. G.O.O.D. Morning 3:08

Stuttering
Give 'em the rest, and make 'em love again
In my best, I be the runner dem
And I have the man dem stuttering
E-ing

I'm getting this nigga in the morning (Yes)
He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when (Yes, oh-oh-oh)
He see me in the evening (Yes, yeah)
Wanna catch all these feelings (True, yes)
Well, let me be the first to get mi-e-i-e-ine (Yeah, oh, 2 Chainz, okay, I'm)

Chilling in my camo
Flipping through the channel (Channel)
On my G.O.O.D. Music shit, my logo's a Lambo' (Damn)
Fo' doughs of ammo (Fo' doughs of ammo)
This ammunition, I'm pinching
Da make your body switch another position
And, listen, my weed loud (Loud)
Fuck her and speed off (Err)
Tell 'em I bare arms, I'm cutting my sleeves off
Letting my tats show
And I sag my pants
I'm letting my ass show, I'm hot as Tabasco, I study
Castro, yeah, my plug from Cuba (True)
Inside of the car is like a damn computer (Tell 'em)
Inside of the crib is like a damn museum
You ain't seen these befo', ya better get 'em on film
Tryna take these fat pockets, man, your chances are slim
Disrespect, ya stomp 'em out, man, give 'em a Tim
You ain't did what I did
See, I know I'ma win
And they-on't have slow motion, so I did it again
Woah (Woah)

I'm getting this nigga in the morning (Yes)
He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when (Yes, oh-oh-oh)
He see me in the evening (Yes)
Wanna catch all these feelings (Yes)
Well, let me be the first to get mi-e-i-e-ine (Yeah, oh, okay, I'm)

Sitting on the plane (Plane)
Flying over graves (Graves)
I am so high, nigga, I can talk da rain (Damn)
My outfit's insane ('Sane)
Ain't that evident?
My chain had another chain like it was preganant (True)
My favorite dish i' turkey lasagna, uh (Uh)
Even my pajamas designer, uh (Uh)
She got a fat ass
I make her rewind
Backseat so big, I press recline (Yeah)
Got a dirty Sprite in my cupholder
Rappers like roadkill, they get run over (Film)
They get done over
It's just one soldier
This flow will make you fall like it's October (Uh)
Me and your girl, nigga opposite of sober (Sober)
Celine Paris chain charm look like a cobra (Uh)
Young Casanova (Young Casanova)
Baby Romeo (Baby Romeo)
I got my girl geeked, she look like she from Tokyo (Tokyo)

I'm getting this nigga in the morning (Yes)
He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when (Yes, oh-oh-oh)
He see me in the evening (Yes)
Wanna catch all these feelings (Yes)
Well, let me be the first to get mi-e-i-e-ine
Oh
27. Deadz 4:36

You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble, Cardo Got Wings)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble

Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads

Fresh out (Ayy, err)
Outta the bed
Outta the bed (Baow, baow, err)
We heard what chu said
We heard what chu said (Ayy, err)
If I wasn't rapping, I'd be trapping up them bundles (Trapping, err)
If I wasn't trapping, I'd be wrapping up them condos (Know I'm saying? Err)
Nah, for real, no cap, my money long like anacondas (Know I'm saying? Err)
Nah, for real, no cap, I keep a sack like Sapp and Tucker (Sacks, err)
If you think about running with that, then you in trouble (Think about it)
If you think about running with that, then you in trouble (Gone)

You niggas in trouble (Uh)
You niggas in trouble (Ayy)
Nah, for real (You niggas in trouble), no cap, my (Ooh) long like anaconda (You niggas in trouble, uh)
You niggas in trouble (Ayy)
You niggas in trouble (Oh)
If you think about running with that (You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble), then you in trouble (Yeah)

Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads (Fresh out the bed, err)
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed (Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads (Count up the deads, err)
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads (Err)
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads (Err)
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads (Err)
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads (Err)
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh (Yeah)
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh (2 Chainz)
Count up the deads

Gang-bang, slang 'Caine, heroin, half-a-ton
Purple Haze, Cam'ron
Plays off a Samsung, get the job done
If I go jog at night (Yeah)
Call it a mall run (Whoo)
You know what I did last night (What?)
'Cause I gave her all ones (Tell 'em)
You niggas in trouble (Trouble)
Rock chain by the double (Yep)
Got dames by the double (Yep)
Do everything but cuddle (What?)
Might buy a bowling alley
I got money out the gutter
Fully automatic
And it don't-don't stutter (Stutter, stutter)
Rrah

You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
Nah, for real (You niggas in trouble), no cap, my long like anaconda (You niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
If you think about running with that (You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble), then you in trouble

Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads
Uh, ooh
Fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh
Count up the deads

Hop out the bed and I'm counting them faces
I jump out the whip and them bitches start fainting
No 20s or 50s, just Benjamin Franklins
Block on lock, call me Kurt Angle
I keep the banger, my brother, my partner don't fuck wit' no strangers, they tryna get famous
I put the hood on my back when thee niggas couldn't do none' but love it, but niggas still hating
No, they ain't real, but thee niggas gon' fake it
If they got a problem, my niggas gon' straighten it
Niggas debating, they hating, they plotting, they waiting, they want my ice, tell 'em come take it
Have people tell me that I couldn't make it
Now I'm doing shows outta state in the nations
My mama told me I gotta stay humble
But don't be too ready, you gotta have patience (Dropping them bangers)

Bangers, bangers (Bangers)
Double-cup stuff-full Texas Ranger (Drank)
One in the chamber (Chamber)
I shoot a hunnid-round clip like Wilt Chamberlain (Brrt)
Go to the top and I'm gon' bring the gang in (Gang)
Bitch
Do anything da get famous
My (Bitch) wrist
Cost me a brick and it's frigid
I'm (White) rich
But I did not let it change me (Uh)
Statistics say that chu niggas ain't gangsta

You niggas in trouble (Uh)
You niggas in trouble (Ayy)
Nah, for real (You niggas in trouble), no cap, my (Ooh) long like anaconda (You niggas in trouble, uh)
You niggas in trouble (Ayy)
You niggas in trouble (Oh)
If you think about running with that (You niggas in trouble, you niggas in trouble), then you in trouble (Yeah)
28. 4 AM 4:16

Yeah, yeah, yeah
M-M-M-Murda
Yeah, yeah
Damn right, bro

4 AM, I'm just getting started (Uh)
For my birthday, I threw me a surprise party (Haha)
Reminiscing 'bout the trap playing the first Carter (Tell 'em)
My life changed when I had my first daughter (Yeah)
Got my first quarter flipping 50-dollar slabs (True)
Your nigga looking at the bills, asking you for half (Half)
Cut from a different cloth (Yuh)
Take pride in results (Alright)
Any time she wanna dip, I'm providing the sauce (Whoo)
You on side of the boss (Tell 'em)
So you kinda the boss (Tell 'em)
You keep playing wit' me, I end up signing your boss (Signing)
Drop an EP on a nigga, for the free-free on a nigga
Yeah, you ZZ on a nigga (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh), King like B.B. on you niggas, yeah (Yeah)
Rock wit' Champagne P
If it wasn't for the struggle, then I wouldn't be me
Call me Deuce or Dos, anything but broke
Got my aim from the scope
Got the game by the throat (Okay, damn, you)

Popped up on me by surprise (Yeah, yeah)
You see, I never took you for the popping type (Straight up)
Damn, it's 4 AM, so please believe the hype (It's lit)
Hit the lights (Yeah)
I'm way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (Skrrt, skrrt)
I might pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (Alright)
I might hit chu 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah)

I dropped ColleGrove out the sky
Ooh, in a group with the best rapper that's alive (Yeah, yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Never turn my back on my slime (Straight up, ooh)
I ain't wanna fuck the bih (Straight up), but she wa' fine
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Hol' up, baby, let me take my time
Ooh, hard a get some head and try da drive
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Jumping out the cake and that's surprising
Ooh, picking up the duffle bag like exercising
Ooh, bought Mama new house 'cause she deserve it
Ooh, practice makes perfect, but nobody's perfect
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Escobar is not open for service
Ooh, send you to Dr. Miami for your surgery
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Okay, you)

Popped up on me by surprise (Yeah, yeah)
You see, I never took you for the popping type (Straight up)
Damn, it's 4 AM, so please believe the hype (It's lit)
Hit the lights (Yeah)
I'm way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (Skrrt, skrrt)
I might pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (Alright)
I might hit chu 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah)

Ooh, Riccardo Tisci on the crewneck
Ooh, on a killer rapper spree and, nigga, you next
Ooh, they talking, chilling, watching Netflix (Straight up)
Ooh, I used to trap and watch bootlegs
Ooh, I'm on my wave like a durag
Ooh, I see your boo, now, where yo' crew at?
Ooh, talking tequila for the pipe-up
Ooh, I hope you got a clean vagina (Straight up), yeah
Drench God, Drench God, really
Representing, we the squad, really (Oh, yeah)
TEC got the Rollie, now I get it
I used to sell drugs for a living
Got me a job selling records
Had a use my jeweler for a reference
Might buy a charm with the extras
Might use her legs for a necklace (Okay, you)

Popped up on me by surprise (Yeah, yeah)
You see, I never took you for the popping type (Straight up)
Damn, it's 4 AM, so please believe the hype (It's lit)
Hit the lights (Yeah)
I'm way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (Skrrt, skrrt)
I might pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (Alright)
I might hit chu 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah)
29. Bubble Butt 3:48

(Yeah)
(Bounce)
(Bounce)
(Bounce)

Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt (Yeah)
Turn around, stick it out (2 Chainz), show the world cha got a—

Drop it low
Put it in the dirt (Dirt)
Sex drive
Put it in reverse (Err)
Killed they ass
Put it in a hearse (Damn)
Then I drove off and put it in the dirt (Tell 'em)
Drop it low
Put it in the dirt (Put it in the dirt)
Take your top off, turn into a vert (Yeah)
B-Bubble butt
B-Busted in her throat
Smoking bubble kush
Wearing a bubble coat (Bubble coat)

Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—

Wind, go down, turn and flick it
A girl like me know how fi handle di wicket
One bat, two balls, swing it like cricket
Pull me locks, slap my ass, make me show ya how me wicked
Baby, baby, mek me tell ya 'bout the body, yah
Make you vibrate like a Nokia
When me whine and bruk off that buddy, yah
Uh-huh, even kartel a happy, yah

Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—

Okay

Open up your Bubba Gump, let me see your bumper
The booty so smooth, can't believe it's not butter
I go in from under, she wetter than a surfer
I ate the pussy fast, I'm about da start burping
I burp, burp and re-lick the bottom of the surface
I loaded my clip in and told her, 'Don't get nervous'
I'm a Bang Bang Chiddy Bang, bang, bang killer
Nipple tit clit licker, ball like a dribble
Put chu in a pickle, nibble on my dickle
Why ya tripping? I'm a crazy individual
Never do minimum, drive Benz, Bentley too
Damn, bitch, talk much? I don't want interviews (Interviews)
I'm trying to get into you (Into you)
Then make you my enemy (Enemy)
Not playing, got the bitch mad (Hah)
Me don't like flat screen ass, I need a 3D

Bubble butt (Hah)
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt (Hah)
Bubble butt (Hah)
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt
Bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it out, show the world cha got a—
30. Watch Out 3:28

Yo (Yo)
Okay (Okay)

All my nigga' with me (All my nigga' with me)
All my nigga' with it (All my nigga' with it)
All my nigga' balling (All my nigga' balling)
All my niggas athletic
All my niggas A1
All got street cred
All my nigga' balling
All my niggas athletic

Pulled up in a Phantom (Pulled up in a Phantom)
Pulled off with a dancer (Pulled off with a dancer)
Got a pocket full of money (Got a pocket full of money)
Kinda hard a keep my pants up
Nigga tryna run them bands up
Fuck a bitch wit' my hands up
Lil' Quay, fuck the Xans up
Kinda hard a understand her
Duffle bags in the Escalade
Call the bitch there a bread truck
Got the bih going retarded
Call Uber for a spare truck
All these niggas never scared us
All these niggas never ran up
Bitch tryna put the head on me
Niggas tryna put the Feds on me
Niggas tryna take meds on me
Everything for the players only
Niggas sunny like Arizona
Gunshots just for saying something
Spraying shit like aerosol
You a foul and that's a fair ball
Nigga can't reach the goals
Keep shooting them damn air balls

Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out, watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out, watch out)
Uh
Watch out, lil' bitch (Yeah)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
I'm getting rich (Rich)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
And I'm getting rich (Yeah)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out, watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Stiff arm)
Hey, watch out, lil' bitch (Hey, watch out, lil' bitch)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
I'm getting rich (Rich)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
Bitch, I'm getting rich (Yeah)

Watch out, lil' hoe (Watch out, lil' hoe)
My partner still smoke on parole (True)
They say that I'm crazy (They say that I'm crazy)
I used to talk to a stove (I used to talk to a stove)
I tell it da lock (I tell it da lock)
Shit, I tell it a lot (Shit, I tell it a lot)
Go to the dealership (Go to the dealership)
Fishtail off the lot (Err)
You know I'm coming straight out the block
You know I'm coming straight of the top
Shawty said she want five-million
'Cause I told her da leave and called her a thot
Shit, chu can like it or not (Damn)
I'm coming straight out the pot (Yam)
Still got some Act' in my stock (Man)
Nigga, I ain't gotta lie (Lie?)
Nigga, I ain't gotta try (Try?)
You waving that thing in the sky? (Sky?)
We waving that thing at cho' body (Body)
We waving that thing at cho' eye (Eye)
Look at the watch on my wrist (Look at the watch on my wrist, skrrt)
Got 'em all watching my wrist (Got 'em all watching my wrist, skrrt)
Told that lil' bitch, 'I'll pass' (Skrrt)
Nigga, watch the assist (Switch)
I run the trap like the marathon
You niggas softer than silicone
You know what it's like when the feeling gone
I know what it's like when the ceiling gone
I had a sit down wit' Farrakhan
Turn the White House to the Terrordome
I used to serve at the Chevron
I used to serve wit' my necklace on
Bitch (Bitch)

Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out, watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Stiff arm, watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out, watch out)
Uh
Watch out, lil' bitch (Yeah)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
I'm getting rich (Rich)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
And I'm getting rich (Yeah)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out, watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Watch out)
Watch out, lil' bitch (Stiff arm)
Hey, watch out, lil' bitch (Hey, watch out, lil' bitch)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
I'm getting rich (Rich)
You getting mad (You getting mad)
Bitch, I'm getting rich (Yeah)
31. It's A Vibe 3:32

Yeah (Yeah)
(Hahahahahaha)
Yeah (Yeah)
Ooh (M-M-M-Murda, ooh)
(Yeah)
(Ahem)

That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (She wanna vibe)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
Yeah
Uh (Yeah, that's a vibe)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
That's a vibe, yeah (That's a vibe)
Yeah
Yeah (That's a vibe)
Oh, that's a vibe (Oh, that's a vibe)
Oh, it's a vibe (Oh, it's a vibe)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe, that's a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (She wanna vibe)
That's a vibe, yeah (That's a vibe, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)

That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
She wanna vibe (She wanna vibe)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night (Late night)
Oh, it's a vibe (Oh, it's a vibe)
Let me slide (Let me slide)
Oh, it's a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights (Dim the lights)
Oh, it's a vibe, yeah (Oh, it's a vibe, yeah)
Get high (Get high)
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
Oh, it's a vibe, yeah (Oh, it's a vibe, yeah)

It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
Don't cha like? (Don't cha like?)
Your pussy dripping
Gushing, dripping down your thighs
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
Get high (Get high)
Digging deep while I'm looking in your eyes
Vibe is the realest (Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I know you feel it (Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, yah)
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
Different vibe (Different vibe)
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it (Okay)

So I got the ambiance just where I want it (Yah)
And if you get paid, it's solely based on your performance (True)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (Hmm)
If you ain't got no heart
Man, ya gonna need a donor
Now I said I'm from the corner of the ATL (Yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (Alright)
Broke so many bales down that I'm shell shocked (Bah)
I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (Ooh)
Got a vibe, make a yellow chick
Turn her neck (Alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (Check)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (Hibachi?)
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace?)
Carbon copies get declined, I'm the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that's loud and clear
This one outta here, this is our year (This is our year)

That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
Oh, that's a vibe, yeah, yeah
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
That's a vibe, yeah, yeah
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
Am I your type? (Am I your type?)
Pussy tight (Pussy tight)
Maybe I'll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
Bust it, bust it wide (Bust it, bust it wide)
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
It's a vibe (It's a vibe)
That's a vibe (That's a vibe)
Oh, it's a vibe, yeah, yeah
It's a vibe, yeah, yeah
Yeah
32. Crack 4:34

(Yeah)
(Based on a T.R.U. Story)
(Uh)

(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, yeah)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)
(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, tell 'em)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)
(I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack)
(Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack)
(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, yeah)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)

Standing on them blocks, selling hi'nard (Yeah)
I be going dumb, I be going retard (True)
Wit' no regard for no br'noad (Br'noad)
Pi'nark my car, bitch, I'm from Collipi'nark (Tell 'em)
Southside
Outside, and I'm riding 'round, I get it
And I look around, they took my style
Like, 'Muh'fucker, you tripping' (Tripping, uh)
Let me slow it down 'fore I get a ticket (Skrrt)
Nigga want a verse from me, it's gon' cost a chicken (Err)
Rearview mirror
Shake it like a stripper hoe (Boom, stripper hoe)
Car so big, it got a stripper pole (Okay, stripper pole)
I'm balling
Balling like a give and g'no (G'no)
All I talk is crack
I can get the RICO (Get the RICO)

(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, yeah)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)
(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, tell 'em)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)
(I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack)
(Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack)
(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, yeah)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)

Shawty got some real good P'nuss (Yeah)
If that shit stink, then she need a di'nush (Di'nush)
No, I'm not a killer, but no p'nush (P'nush)
Get fucked, get slugged, bet cha won't even get up (Bah)
This us
2 guns in my Adidas
I'm from the A and you a C+
You niggas can't even see us (Tell 'em)
Ear muffs from Neiman's
Marcus
I'm like, 'Come on, let's start this' (Damn)
Keep it real, my deparment
Versace my garment
Yeah (Yeah)
I don't give a fi'nuck (I don't give a fi'nuck, uh)
I don't give a fi'nuck (I don't give a fi'nuck)
Make her suck my di'nick
'Til that bitch hiccup
And when she call my phi'none
I won't even pick up
Uh (Uh)

(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, yeah)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)
(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, tell 'em)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack, crack)
(I got cr'nack, crack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack, yeah, crack)
(Got that cr'nack, crack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack, tell 'em, crack)
(Started from the trap, crack, now I rap, now I rap, yeah, crack)
(No matter where I'm at, crack, I got crack, I got crack)

Thousand eight grams in my b'nag (Yeah)
I be making jewels, work be moving f'nast (True)
And you need a mind yo' fucking bi'naz (Bi'naz)
Get cash, get fast, this a paper ti'nag (Err)
New car
You are
Not me, forget it
I got more hoes than four hoes
I had a foursome for Christmas (Damn)
Let me turn it down, my baby mama listening (Shh)
Extra garlic butter, I got Benihana issues (Tell 'em)
Trigger finger
Itching like it's poison ivy (Ivy)
Going so hard, Viagra tryna sign me (Sign me)
I might get an endorsement from baking soda (Soda)
Catch me cooking crack
Tryna make a Rollie (Uh)

(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, yeah)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)
(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, tell 'em)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)
(I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack)
(Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack, I got cr'nack)
(Started from the trap, now I rap, now I rap, yeah)
(No matter where I'm at, I got crack, I got crack)

Crack
Crack, crack, crack
Crack
Crack, crack, crack
Crack
Crack, crack, crack
Crack, crack, crack
Crack, crack, crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack
Crack, crack
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack
All I talk is crack
I can get the RICO (Get the RICO)
33. The One 5:46

Ooh-ooh-ooh

The storm is on the horizon (Ooh)
I'm standing here alone
Got a pistol on my hip (Oh, yeah)
And it's gonna be some shit
If you want it, then bring it on
See, I'm a motherfucking soldier (Mmm)
And I'ma be here 'til it's done
And when they asking who I'm is
Shit
You just tell them that I'm the one
One, one, one
Tell them that I'm the one
One, one, one
Tell them that I'm the one (I'm the one, baby)

Yeah, I'm the one, baby
Since God gave his only begotten son, baby
It's hard preaching the gospel to the slums lately
So I had a put the church on the drums, baby
You on a run, baby
You on a run, baby
You think you free, but chu a slave to the funds, baby
You think you me, but chu ain't me
What cha done lately?
Mmm, that's cool, but I've been running on the sun, baby
We on a galaxy
The haters cannot visit
That's my reality, so, get off my Scott Disick
If you ever held a title belt, you would know how Michael felt
Tyson, Jackson, Jordan, Michael Phelps
Yeah
Had a take it to another realm
'Cause everything around me got me underwhelmed
Best way da describe my position is at the helm
Best way da describe
My new whip
'Yealm' (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

The storm is on the horizon (Ooh)
I'm standing here alone
Got a pistol on my hip (Oh, yeah)
And it's gonna be some shit
If you want it, then bring it on
See, I'm a motherfucking soldier (Mmm)
And I'ma be here 'til it's done
And when they asking who I'm is
Shit
You just tell them that I'm the one
One, one, one
Tell them that I'm the one
One, one, one
Tell them that I'm the one

I told Detroit I'ma fucking get it
I told my brother we'll be fucking winning
Ye told me I'm the man for the job
So I told my mom, call her's up and tell 'em that she quitting
Started off in that Chevrolet
But it's Ferraris I gotta drive
I'm on HBO wit' my entourage, I'm 5'9'' fucking nine-da-five
I need a hunnid-million, no compromise
I'm a double X-L nigga
Magazine and condom size, see what I seen and be traumatized
I don't wait, I marinate
Variate
E'ry day
E'ry state
Sold out
Fuck around and need a barricade
My weed loud, I need a hearing aid
Living life behind a pair of shades
I be a billionaire if I could get a dollar
For all the bullshit that I hear a day (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I did it

The storm is on the horizon (Ooh)
I'm standing here alone
Got a pistol on my hip (Oh, yeah)
And it's gonna be some shit
If you want it, then bring it on
See, I'm a motherfucking soldier (Mmm)
And I'ma be here 'til it's done
And when they asking who I'm is
Shit
You just tell them that I'm the one
One, one, one
Tell them that I'm the one
One, one, one (Yeah)
Tell them that I'm the one

Treat the backseat like a sofa bed (Bed)
Break bread wit' my niggas, call it profit sharing (Yeah)
This some good shit, but it get better (Better)
And, yeah, my bitch cold, nigga, thin sweater (Tell 'em)
Like my verse suede and the beat leather
Just tryna stay above sea level
When my nigga went da jail, I said, 'Free Gucci' (I bought 'Free Gucci')
I done bought so much shit, I should get 'Free Gucci' (True)
Bought my baby mama anaconda bags
I shouldn't have bought it all, I should've went and cut the grass
Snake-ass niggas in my fucking face
Bring your girl here, nigga, so I could fuck her face
Yeah, I run this place, this is cashmere swag (Swag)
Niggas tread-milling, going nowhere fast (Uh)
Sitting court-side at the Hawks game (Game)
Louis on, I could trip a fucking ball player (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Fuck yeah, awesome, yeah, I lost some
Of my mind
And then I found peace, it was really kind
Of awesome, it's possible
Goddamn right
Yeah, I've been honest the whole time
Fuck yeah, awesome, yeah, I lost some
Of my mind
And then I found peace, it was really kind
Of awesome, it's possible
Goddamn right
Yeah, I've been honest the whole time
34. Upper Echelon 4:04

Pull-Pull-Pull out the .7 (.7)
Pull out the Rolls (Rolls, roll out)
We so high
Upper echelon ('Chelon, straight up)
We so fucking high, up-upper echelon ('Chelon, damn)
(La Flame)
(Straight up)
Pull-Pull-Pull out the .7 (.7)
Pull out the Rolls (Rolls, roll out, bando)
We so high
Upper echelon ('Chelon, that dope, straight up)
We so fucking high, up-upper echelon ('Chelon)
(Straight up, damn)

Dozing off them Xannies, just popped a bandie
Wave rock like Atlantic, froze like Atlantic
Party at the Sphinx, damn, that's so outlandish (Straight up)
She gon' make it clap, clap
Throw them bands up (Up)
Walking through the Waldorf, they know my name, yeah (La Flame)
Dropped out, got signed, got Mom house all in the same year (Straight up)
Don't cha come around me, ain't got the time, B
Nah (Straight up)
Watch me do the Randy
Touchdown (Bricks)
Knew how much I get
Think La Flame the golden child (La Flame)
Riding right behind her, pull up beside her (Skrrt)
We popping champagne
Damn, you apple cider

Pull-Pull-Pull out the .7 (.7)
Pull out the Rolls (Rolls, roll out)
We so high
Upper echelon ('Chelon, straight up)
We so fucking high, up-upper echelon ('Chelon, damn, aight, Travis, let get it, Hustle Gang, nigga)
You niggas a mess

I swear ya best show some respect
Or else I guarantee you'll get wet (Show us)
You fucking with us, I suggest you invest in a vest (Ayy)
A chopper no less than a tech (Uh)
You niggas want trouble in that, I'm the best
They just wanna talk, I ain't finna do that (Hey)
I just might pull up wherever you at (At)
Put my foot in yo' ass and a hole in yo' hat (Blah)
Okay, hol' up, let me freeze up (Okay)
Thee nigga' must have caught amnesia (Say what?)
My face card in these streets, cuh (Ayy)
A-1 credit, no Visa (Leggo)
Excuse me, shawty, don't get me started
If your shit sick, my shit retarded (Okay)
Motherfucker can't see the tree, but before I get wrong
Get shot, then leave 'em in the forest
Boom, wait 'til the end of the Earth
Just to get my check, interfere, get hurt
Hey, first thing first, this what I do (Okay)
I'm a king motherfucker, who the hell are you?
Check suckers off top, I bet I do (I do)
Hustle Gang in it, bitch, you better lay down, fool
We crème de la crème, fuck them fuck niggas
Top shelf, upper echelon, can't fuck with us (Ayy)

Pull-Pull-Pull out the .7 (.7)
Pull out the Rolls (Rolls, roll out, that dope)
We so high
Upper echelon ('Chelon, that dope, straight up)
We so fucking high, up-upper echelon ('Chelon, bando, damn)
(2 Chainz)

Uh (Uh)
Pull up in the 'Rari, my hoe beside me (Err, hoe beside me)
It's a two-seater, yo' bitch can't ride
Hoe, I'm sorry (Damn, hoe, I'm sorry)
Let's get it jumping, call it center court (Uh, center court)
On the loud, you can smell that scent on me in court (Damn, me in court)
Just beat the case, call it Larry Holmes (Larry Holmes)
On the plane wit' cho' bitch and a carry-on (Tell 'em, carry-on)
I-I-I do it for my city, then I fly away (Fly away)
I can see tomorrow, I'm so high da day (High da day)
I told 'em, 'Let's pray', I keep killing verses (Killing verses, hahaha)
Yo' bitch wit' me, she wearing killer purses (Killer purses)
Pull-Pull out that Seven (Pull-Pull out that .7, yeah)
MAC-11 (MAC-11, bah)
Pastor, reverend (Pastor, reverend, hol' up)
Versace Heaven (Versace Heaven)

Pull-Pull-Pull out the .7 (.7)
Pull out the Rolls (Rolls, roll out, that dope)
We so high
Upper echelon ('Chelon, that dope, straight up)
We so fucking high, up-upper echelon ('Chelon, bando, damn)
(La Flame)
(Straight up)
35. Big Amount 3:10

I'ma tell ya, I'ma tell ya this right now, if you—
If you woke up this morning
Nigga, you winning
For real, dawg (Buddah Bless this beat, yeah)

I got a big amount, I took a different route
I am the pick of the litter
Uh
I was in juvie, they gave me community
I had a pick up some litter
Uh
I want it easy, please do not tease me
I wore my Yeezys to dinner
Uh
This i' the season, I got the seasoning
Don't made me sprinkle you niggas, uh
I got my reasons, you wanna please me
Send me the pussy, not pictures, whoo
Met her this week and fucked her this evening
She turn a freak on the liquor
Yeah
I am a boss on thee bitche'
Yeah
I pour some Voss on thee bitche'
Yeah
I have no thoughts on thee bitche'
Yeah
Rock double-cross on thee bitche'
Yeah
Dearly departed, gather da day
On some Prince shit
You know what they say
Me and my safe
Got a friendship
Ten on me
Thin weight
Flip weight
Getting paid
Getting laid
Bitch-made
Took off
Sick days
6 trey
6-4 bounce, bitch, bounce
Hood nigga
Favorite spot was the Waffle House
Patty melt with the hash browns
Tryna avoid all the pat-downs
Tryna avoid all the lame hoes
Weirdos in the background
Blackout when I back out
Blow the horn for a pedestrian
Shawty ride like an equestrian
I bought the dress that she in
Red bottoms in his and hers
Got a Rollie in his and hers
Got a car in his and hers
Walk in the zoo and say, 'Pick a fur'
Last night was a blur to me
This morning, I got two wit' me
Ion't know what da do wit' me
Going ape like the zoo wit' me
Got a tool with the screw missing
Two girls in the pool kissing
Everywhere I go, the rod wit' me
'Cuh thee niggas acting too fishy
Yeah

Fuck y'all niggas on, man?
Duffle Bag Forever
Just left V Live
Atlanta could never die as long as Tit alive
Yeah
Look

I got a big amount
I think I'm the biggest out
Got hits and I ain't even put 'em out
Lit and you can't even put it out
Got the Billboard melodies
Rap is some' I do on the side
Crossed over to the other side
And I didn't even have da die
Got the money and I never show it
Let a nigga try da play heroic
Michael Jackson talking to me in my dreams
And he say, 'Ya bad and ya know it'
Better shamone with my check then
I'm a J. Prince investment
Niggas love da talk reckless
Then see me like best friends
Got the sand-colored FN
And I've never seen the inside of a Marriott or a Westin
Five stars, nothing less than
Fuck niggas on your payroll
And ya let 'em know the safe code
And ya knew him for a month though
But cha call them niggas big bro
You could move in the Hidden Hills
And we still don't live by the same code
I'm respected everywhere I go
Nigga, long live Bankroll
Skip the rainbow, funny style shit
And it's straight to the pot of gold
Somebody, everybody know
6 God with the god flow

Yeah-yeah
36. I Luv Dem Strippers 4:00

DJ (DJ)
Dee (Dee)
Marvel (Marvel)
(Uh)
(Yeah)
(2 Chainz)

Let's play big bank take little bank (Bank)
You are looking at a shark in a fish tank (Tank)
When I'm in the kitchen (When I'm in the kitchen)
I make plenty cash (Cash)
Tell shawty come here
She got plenty ass

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah-Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
In my foreign car (Err)
Got the trunk
By the engine (Engine)
So when I back, back (Back)
I'm fronting on you niggas (Fronting)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah-Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
In my foreign car
Got the trunk
By the engine (Engine)
So when I back, back (Back)
I'm fronting on you niggas (Okay, uh)

First, I pack back (Back)
Then, I backpack (Pack)
Where's Paris Hilton? (Where?)
Where's Kat Stacks? (Damn)
I'm Rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from True Religion
Them broke hoes can't pay attention, your cutie missing
New Edition
Mr. Telephone Man (Uh)
There's something wrong with my line (There's something wrong with my line)
When I call my baby's number (Uh)
I get a click
Every time (Okay)
Every line
Is dope
You can snort it
Work-Working in the pot
I can make it do aerobics (Tell 'em)
I'm hater-phobic (Phobic)
They mad 'cause I'm winning (Winning)
They busy high and catching (Catching)
Mad 'cause I'm pinching (Pinch)
All my bitches different (Different)
All my diamonds glistening (True)
My weed so loud (Loud)
Everybody listen
They say it's for the birds (Birds)
So I bought a kilo (Kilo)
My Boost Mobile chirping
It mu' be my amigo
Brr, brr

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah-Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
In my foreign car (Err)
Got the trunk
By the engine (Engine)
So when I back, back (Back)
I'm fronting on you niggas (Fronting)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah-Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
In my foreign car
Got the trunk
By the engine (Engine)
So when I back, back (Back)
I'm fronting on you niggas (Uh)

2 Chainz, you fucking crazy (Yep)
Muh'fuckers know, I'm fucking crazy (Whoo)
Fuck wrong with thee bitches lately? (Huh?)
Bitches better get on they knees and praise me (Whoop)
Bitch, I rep that Rich Gang
Where's Stunna?
Where's Wayne?
That's red on my wristband (Uh-huh)
SB (Uh-huh)
Mack Maine (Uh-huh)
Tell Tyga
Looking for this bitch called Blac Chyna
Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash
Menopause hot flash
Yes, that's why I'm crowned queen
And I ain't looking for the prom king
These hoes' careers ain't promising
Killing these bitches, crime scene
Oh (Oh)
That's how a bitch do it (Do it)
Fifty black trucks gonna follow when I pull up (Pull up)
This shit
Hit cha in the chin, like a pull up (Pull up)
My door so cocky (Cocky)
My door so stuck up (Stuck up)
Oh (Oh)
Hop up out the space car (Car)
Bitches, stay pressed, I call them a space bar (Bar)
Bar (Bar)
Man, I wish a bitch would
Hunnid-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could (Kyuh, ow)

Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah-Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
In my foreign car (Err)
Got the trunk
By the engine (Engine)
So when I back, back (Back)
I'm fronting on you niggas (Fronting)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
Yeah-Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
In my foreign car
Got the trunk
By the engine (Engine)
So when I back, back (Back)
I'm fronting on you niggas (Uh)

Wait, Ion't even think these niggas understood what the fuck I just said
I said:
'Hunnid-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could
Like the little engine
That could' (Gehe)
Ya dig, he
2 Chainz (2 Chainz)
Kyuh
37. Yuck 4:48

Yuck, Daddy (Yuck, Daddy)
Yuck, Daddy (Yuck, Daddy)
Uh (Uh)

Cut the top off, call it Amber Rose
Just bought a big body, time to paint the toes
Known a act a donkey on the camel-toe
Then take the camel-toe and turn it into casserole
2 Chainz, talking on the FLX phone
Poof
Just like that, the whole check gone
Former Posturepedic I was slept on
So many chains on, it look like my neck gone
My girl came through and brought an extra body
Now, that's an after party for the after party
Two-gun gang
All-black Ferrari
His and her Armani
Put it in her tummy (Tummy)
And, yeah, the bread good if the head good
Befo' Benihana's, it was canned goods
Befo' canned goods, it was Similac
I'm from where they send shots, then we send 'em back
A half-a-million dollars worth of crack money
Wrap your parents up
Now you got a Black mommy
Yeah, I did it, true da my religion
Two guns on me
Both with extensions
If you on the pole, play yo' position
I got enough dough da pay yo' tuition
Corduroy Trues, with the skull cap
I just woke up, tell me where the drugs at
And after the drugs, where the girls at?
And after the girls, where the love at?
And if it ain't no love, I'm like, 'Fuck that
Nigga, I'm so dope
You could catch a fucking contact'

Good weed, bad bitch
Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt
Woah
I seen (Woah) it all befo'
The bitch got a man, but she scheming on the low, how it go?
It go, fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
My homies got the blickers, automatics, no clickers
Hah (Hah)
Codeine, no liquor
Man, life is a bitch, mine is a gold digger
I'm fucked (I'm fucked)
Let's fuck (Let's fuck)
She said she on her period, I said, 'Yuck' (I said, 'Yuck')
I called another bopper
I beat it like a copper
Two big chains
One big chopper
Biatch (Biatch)

Yeah
I got the chopper for the correspondents
The Codeine got me standing horizontal
I had enough of the broken promises
So I'm in a room full of Pocahontases
And this shit is off the meat rack
Weed sack, big car
Laying wit' my seat back
We next, we ain't never left, holling, 'We back'
All this ice on me, and my niggas playing freeze tag
Lord, forgive me, this my fourth foreign
If yo' baby daddy lame, you should forewarn him
I come through with the yopper on
Turn that nigga into hot bologna
I'm the type, a nigga cop a Rollie, cop a Benz, cop a tool
Then wear it all da church, nigga, halleluj'
Uh
I'm from the trap where the block'll pay ya
Me and my nigga pass your hoe
Like a hot potato
I be like, 'You could get her', he be like, 'You could get her'
I be like, 'You could have her', he be like, 'You could have her'
He be like, 'It don't matter', I be like, 'Me neither' (Me neither)
Uh
My old school got twenty-sixes on it
And I got cha girl kissing on me
Mwah (Mwah)

Good weed, bad bitch
Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt
Woah
I seen (Woah) it all befo'
The bitch got a man, but she scheming on the low, how it go?
It go, fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
My homies got the blickers, automatics, no clickers
Hah (Hah)
Codeine, no liquor
Man, life is a bitch, mine is a gold digger
I'm fucked (I'm fucked)
Let's fuck (Let's fuck)
She said she on her period, I said, 'Yuck' (I said, 'Yuck')
I called another bopper
I beat it like a copper
Two big chains
One big chopper
Biatch (Biatch)

Yuck, Daddy (Yuck, Daddy)
Yuck
Yuck, Daddy (Yuck, Daddy)
Yuck
Yuck-Yuck-Yuck, Daddy (Two big chains)
One big chopper
Two big chains, one-one big chopper
Two-two big chains, one-one big chopper
Two big chains
One big chopper
Biatch (Biatch)
38. What They Want 4:28

This the shit that they need
Tell me where are you from
Drop your pants to yo' knees
Girl (Mike WiLL Made-It), I'm Capital G
Might

Pull up in my bucket (Bucket)
This .9 holds a good dozen (Dozen, yeah)
Might slide up in yo' cousin (Cousin, uh)
Just made a mil' and still thugging (Thugging)
Niggas banged on me, but they should've shot me (Shot me)
See, I hit the corner, then spot him, got him (Got him, oh)
Court date, but I skipped the bail (Bail, yeah)
Rather wig myself before I sit in jail (Jail, oh)
Need a gang of weed
And a pint of lean (Yeah)
Got a hat, say, 'Figg'' on my gangsta tip (Yeah)
Don't trust no hoe
I might sock the bitch (Bitch)
I'm apocalypse to your politics ('Tics, oh)
Might cop the Phantom, get Ghost (Ghost)
I can pay your bills with this coat (Coat, coat)
Need an extra band for this smoke (Smoke)
I can see for miles with this scope, nigga (Uh)
Got an oxy-scribed to this dope dealer (Uh, yeah)
Misses Piggy, want a piggyback (Yeah, oh)
Rock cremation, then called it crack (Yeah)
I'ma keep on eating 'til my ankles fat (Yeah, oh)
Sell that fix, throw it 'cross the map (Uh)
Push my penis in between her lap (Ooh, yeah)
Put my semen all down her throat (Throat)
'Til Tito kilos come off that boat (Whoo, boat)

This the shit (Oh) that they want (They want)
This the shit that they need (Whoo, they need)
Tell me where are you from (Uh, from)
Drop your pants to yo' knees (Yo' knees)
Girl, I'm Capital G (Yeah, G)
This the shit they gon' buy (Gon' buy)
This the shit why I'm fly (I'm fly)
This the shit why I'm high (High)
This the shit they gon' bump (Yeah, gon' bump)
This the shit that they want (They want, whoo)
This the shit that they want (They want, yeah)

Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em (Uh)
If you see my watch, I might hit it (Might hit it)
If you see my check, I might hit it (Might hit it)
If you see my house, I might hit it (Might hit it, whoo, whoo)
This the shit that they want (Yeah, they want)
This the shit that they need (They need, yeah)
This the shit that's from me (Yeah, me, yeah)
This the shit they gon' bump (Yeah, gon' bump)
This the shit that they want (2 Chainz, yeah, they want)
This the shit that they want (They want, oh)

Yeah, this that fo' niggas in a Regal flow (Err)
Speeding through the yellow lights
Treat my Versace belt like it's a mistletoe
I put everything over yellow rice
Graduated from hella ice
If I stand on my bankroll (Stand on your bankroll)
Nigga, I'd be scared of heights
And I'd be dodging the po-lice
When I was po' wit' no lights
When I was po' wit' potential
Watch my flow in fo' inches
Oh, Lord, she in Christians
All gold for my Adventist
Pulled it down and she kissed it
All gold where my wrists is
God'll judge, no conviction
Just because I got dreads, don't get it twisted (Uh)
Moving my whip down the boulevard (Dang)
Word 'round town, I was selling hard (Tell 'em)
Hard and I'm talking 'bout the yayo (Yayo)
Hit her on the flo' and then I lay low (Damn)
Amigos say, 'Que pasa with the pesos?' (Pesos)
Promethazine, Codeine, caseloads (True)
And when I pull up to the valet (Valet)
Ya know I got the strippers on payroll (Uh)

This the shit (Oh) that they want (They want)
This the shit that they need (Whoo, they need)
Tell me where are you from (Uh, from)
Drop your pants to yo' knees (Yo' knees)
Girl, I'm Capital G (Yeah, G)
This the shit they gon' buy (Gon' buy)
This the shit why I'm fly (I'm fly)
This the shit why I'm high (High)
This the shit they gon' bump (Yeah, gon' bump)
This the shit that they want (They want, whoo)
This the shit that they want (They want, yeah)

Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em (Uh)
If you see my watch, I might hit it (Might hit it)
If you see my check, I might hit it (Might hit it)
If you see my house, I might hit it (Might hit it, whoo, whoo)
This the shit that they want (Yeah, they want)
This the shit that they need (They need, yeah)
This the shit that's from me (Yeah, me, yeah)
This the shit they gon' bump (Yeah, gon' bump)
This the shit that they want (Yeah, they want)
This the shit (Yeah) that they want (They want, oh)

100k in my trunk (Trunk)
Keep that bitch with that donk (Donk, uh)
She gon' pop in them heels (Heels)
She must heard of my deal (Deal)
She gon' roll on them pills (Yeah)
Just don't grab on my hat (Hat)
This that shit that's Iraq ('Raq, uh)
This that make you climax (Yeah)
This that shit you just bought (Bought)
This that Q go hamhawk (Hawk)
This that car that won't park (Park, err)
Pedal da flo', it won't stop (Stop)
And just when you thought it won't drop (Uh, drop)
Oxymoron in stores (Yeah, stores)
Come in, kids, lock the door (Door)
Knock-knock-knock, hit the floor (Uh, floor)
Need my bread off the top (Yeah)
Could buy anything off the lot (Uh)
This that steel, not the grill (Grill)
Get them slugs off for real (Real)
This that curl with the gel (Uh)
We gon' win, smoke the L's (Yeah)
She love my mic, rock the bell (Uh)
Leave that punani killed (Yeah)
All them hoes run to Q (Q)
Spit that truth, make the loot (Loot)
Expensive whips, we hotbox (Box)
Spent 2 bills on my socks (Uh)
This that make you cockblock (Yeah)
This that make me pop shot (Yeah)
This that filthy convo (Oh)
This that must be Figueroa

This the shit (Oh) that they want (They want)
This the shit that they need (Whoo, they need)
Tell me where are you from (Uh, from)
Drop your pants to yo' knees (Yo' knees)
Girl, I'm Capital G (Yeah, G)
This the shit they gon' buy (Gon' buy)
This the shit why I'm fly (I'm fly)
This the shit why I'm high (High)
This the shit they gon' bump (Yeah, gon' bump)
This the shit that they want (They want, whoo)
This the shit that they want (They want, yeah)

Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em (Uh)
If you see my watch, I might hit it (Might hit it)
If you see my check, I might hit it (Might hit it)
If you see my house, I might hit it (Might hit it, whoo, whoo)
This the shit that they want (Yeah, they want)
This the shit that they need (They need, yeah)
This the shit that's from me (Yeah, me, yeah)
This the shit they gon' bump (Yeah, gon' bump)
This the shit that they want (Yeah, they want)
This the shit that they want (They want, oh)
39. 100it Racks 4:28

Southside (Southside)
Summer '16 (Summer '16)
Yeah (Yeah)
Freebandz, OVO (Freebandz, OVO)
DJ ESCO (DJ ESCO)
Talking duffle talk, yeah (Talking duffle talk, yeah)

Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
And I
I got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper

Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
All y'all niggas don't matter
I hit threes off-balance
I switch hands like Allen
I'm just blessed, full talent
For the whole 6, I'm wilding
You think she your baby girl
She text us like Dallas
Oh, shit, guess it don't matter
Talk down on me, I'm flattered
Whole Freebandz on Xanax
Y'all can't do no damage
Wrong cup, guess it don't matter
This one tastes like candy
This one must be Hendrix
Fuck y'all boys, y'all finished
You're dead
Ion't talk da hoes about bidness
Diamond in my tooth from the dentist
Put a nigga name in the Guinness
'Member when my phone was on minutes
I ain't dead yet like I'm Bruce Willis
I ain't really worried 'bout a image
Y'all still treat it like a scrimmage
And I

I got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (Jeez)
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
I (DJ ESCO)
I got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*Yeah*)
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*Why not? Haha*)
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*Okay*)
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*Okay*)
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*Okay*)
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*True*)
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*2 Chainz*)

Hunnid-thousand busting out the wrapper (Uh)
Count it up 'til I get a callous (Uh)
Ion't really talk da y'all rappers (Mmm)
Put Codeine in a Snapple (Uh)
Put Codeine on a salad (Salad)
Guess I'm on a Codeine diet (Diet)
Put another hunnid in the rifle (Rifle)
Everybody better be quiet, uh (Shh)
Everybody, put your hands higher (Higher)
Then I chop the top, like, 'Hi-yah' (Whoo)
All of my 16s fire (Ooh)
All of my bitches bi-ah
They buying extra clothes, I mean
They bisexual, I mean
Versace sectional, I mean
Roll up the Texaco, I mean
This i' the crazy flow
I got a straitjacket in the booth (Uh)
I smoke a joint during an interview (Uh)
Got the Rolex playing peek-a-boo (Uh, uh)
All of you niggas that took the swag (Uh)
I'ma have da get residuals (Uh)
I'm a different individual (Uh)
Got my hand on my genitals (Uh, uh)

I got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (Jeez)
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
And I
I got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper

We ain't gotta use no scale (Yeah)
It's all there, ye' ain't gotta count it (Yeah)
Crocodile Hermè' bag (Bag)
Stuffed all down my pockets (Woah)
Hunnid racks sitting in the plastic (Plastic)
I ain't gon' even fucking touch it (Touch it)
You can go ask L.A. (Lay)
Ion't go da work on budgets (Uh)
You can go check these stones (Stones)
Everything on me flooded (Flooded)
And I gotta work three phones (Phones)
Name another nigga getting cloned (Cloned)
Put a hoe nigga on a shirt (Shirt)
Got a new bank account alert ('Lert)
Whole Freebandz on mud (Mud)
Taliban Gang on Percs (Percs)
I ain't gonna take no shots (Shots)
Turn my dawg to a boss (Boss)
We ain't gon' take no loss (Nah)
Know ya tryna steal that sauce (Sauce)
Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids (Hunnids)
I done ran up me a bag (Bag)
We got a tour this summer (Summer)
I'm 'bout da run up a bag (Yeah)
Hunnid-thousand dollars for a walkthrough (Hunnid)
I'ma need mine in cash (Hunnid)
Got a whole city on my back (Yeah)
I ain't 'bout da go out sad
Whole Freebandz on go

Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
And I
I got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper
40. Gang Up 3:52

O-ay-o (O-ay-o)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
I'm with the gang

Gang, gang
Yeah, we 'bout da go up (Yeah)
Switching lanes, it's a thang
Every time we show up (Skrrt-skrrt)
You a lame, lame, lame
And ya so below us (Yeah)
Bet cha hoe, she know us (Yeah)
'Cause ya know we glowed up
We stayed down (Stayed down)
And came up (Came up)
And came up (Came up)
We stayed down (Stayed down, yeah)
We came up (Came up)
The gang up (The gang up, 2 Chainz, yeah)

Yeah (Yeah)
I'm a villain that's winning (Yeah)
Wit' precision, I'm killing (Yeah)
Represent the religion (Uh)
Ended up independent
Took my car to the clinic
Let 'em check all the vitals
Middle finger da rivals (Oh)
Michael Jackson, my idol (Whoo)
Still ducked in a pie hole
Talk to the plug everyday
Except Cinco de Mayo (True)
I still got me a Carlo
Still got Monte Carlo
Your car running so bad
It stink up the Apollo (Tell 'em)
Call my Rollie a Ralo (Uh)
Call my AP a 'ap' (Ap)
I ain't talking seat belts
When I say that I'm strapped (Bah)
I'm in love wit' my side, hoe
I'll sneak her through the side do' (Whoo)
I'ma show ya what we ride fo'
I'ma show ya what we die fo' (I'm with the gang)

Gang, gang (Yeah)
Yeah, we 'bout da go up (Yeah, yeah)
Switching lanes, it's a thang
Every time we show up (Alright, skrrt-skrrt)
You a lame, lame, lame
And ya so below us (2 Chainz, yeah)
Bet cha hoe, she know us (Yeah)
'Cause ya know we glowed up (Yeah)
We stayed down (Stayed down, down)
And came up (Came up)
And came up (Came up)
We stayed down (Stayed down, down)
We came up (Uh, came up)
The gang up (Uh, the gang up, I'm in my—yeah)

Same lane, lane and I ain't gon' ever change up (Lane, lane)
I blowed the brain out the range like a Taz Angel (Yah, yah)
Here's R.I.P. da Paul Walker, homie got his stain up (I need a call)
We had cho' main on us, now we got stains on us (Straight up)
And all we gotta do is stay down and come up while they flexing (What we gotta do?)
Yeah, I got her Indian, she Western
(Yeah, she Western)
Yeah, I just had sex with one of your best friends (Damn)
Then that Fast and Furious started nesting (Sheesh)
Say I'm 'bout da go take off on you (Take off on you)
Is you staying, is you rolling like a scroller? (Yes, you are)
You're ready da take off like a 1980 Coke? Yes (Yuh)
He know that Instagram shit, are you gon' post that? (Yuh, I'm with the gang)

Gang, gang (Yep)
Yeah, we 'bout da go up (Yep, yeah)
Switching lanes, it's a thang
Every time we show up (Young Khalifa, man, skrrt-skrrt)
You a lame, lame, lame
And ya so below us (Hahaha, yep, yeah)
Bet cha hoe, she know us (Yeah)
'Cause ya know we glowed up (That's exactly what we gonna do)
We stayed down (Forever, stayed down)
And came up (Came up)
And came up (Come see me, came up)
We stayed down (I got exactly what cha need, stayed down)
We came up (Uh, came up)
The gang up (The gang up, yeah)

Yeah, I'm always with my gang
We always ready da ride 'cause for the squad, we'll do anything
Stay down, we'll never change
We always gon' stay the same
Put chu in check, when you outta place
I try da tell 'em not da mess wit' my gang, gang, gang
We do what we gotta do and don't complain-plain-plain
I'm on the road, I'm prolly fresh up off the plane, plane, plane
Know ya heard about me, I do my thang, thang, thang

I got the world on my back (Back)
I put cha girl on her back (Back)
I did it all on my own (Own)
Now there ain't no turning back (Back)
And my whole squad got my back (Back)
And shawty so bad, I asked her if she repped the gang
She said, 'Facts' (Facts)
Gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang
Yeah, we 'bout da go up (Yeah)
Switching lanes, it's a thang
Every time we show up (Skrrt-skrrt)
You a lame, lame, lame
And ya so below us (Yeah)
Bet cha hoe, she know us (Yeah)
'Cause ya know we glowed up
We stayed down (Stayed down)
And came up (Came up)
And came up (Came up)
We stayed down (Stayed down)
We came up (Came up)
The gang up (The gang up, yeah)
41. R.I.P. 9:20

(Yeah)
(Wassup?)
(That's what I'm saying, though)
(We got Erickson, we can go to the club, nigga)
(2 Chainz)
(Yeah, Mustard on the beat, hoe, what?)

R.I.P., we just killed the club
Took Patrón to the head (Out the bottle), almost killed a thug
When I'm so high, I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters sitting here
Ion't feel the love (Look, yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, what? What?)
R.I.P. (Yeah, yeah)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., look, what? Yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, I'm in a—let's go)

Brand-new drop-top 'Rari wit' 3 bitches (Yeah)
Tired being in the middle of trial wit' 3 snitches (Haha)
And I hit up e'ry club in your city
Where niggas at? (Huh?)
I be in e'ry club in the hood
Where niggas at? (At)
Pull up, jump out stunting like I was Baby (Whoo)
On my Cocaine Cowboy shit
Like in the 80's (Damn)
Who the nigga think he is
Slick Rick or Dana Dane? (Dane)
Think he Rakim or some', look at his chain (Yeah)
YSL, from head da toe, I'm Doug E Fresh (Fresh)
Looking like I came da play, Mitchell and Ness (Yeah)
Any nigga with a watch like that
He need attention ('Tention)
Your man don't ball out like that
You need a bench him (Let's go)

R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go, I'm gone, gone)

Don't know where I'm going (Going)
Pockets on extra big, they're on Samoan (Yeah)
Got some bad bitches all in my section
Just let some mo' in (Mo' in)
And e'ry nigga came in with me'll kick your do' in (Damn)
Roll up, pass it around like we Jamaican (Cheah)
Whole (Cheah) pounds strapped up in this bitch like we some Haitians (Yeah)
She got good head, good brains, good education (Haha)
I'm drunker than a muh'fucker, here's the situation: (Go)
1:45 AM, the knob broken (Broke)
By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall open (Cheah)
Man, the nerve of this high-ass bitch
She on the Molly (Whoo)
She said she she want me da call her Ms. Berry
She think she Halle (Yeah)

R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (2 Chainz, R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)

G-Got a pocket full of dead prez (Yeah)
Attached to your girl like a .jpeg (Tell 'em)
Party scene turn to a murder scene
Keep shitting on niggas, need potty train (True)
Turn up (Turn up)
Collard green (Collard green)
I'm on gasoline and
I'm on that promethazine (Damn)
Life ain't nutting but a G thing
Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her g-string
I'm the type of nigga that's built da la'
You fuck wit' me, I'll put my foot in your ass
I got a million in stash, I stack my money so tall
That chu might need a giraffe
When you was counting this cash, nigga

R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)

R.I.P., it's the remix killer (What? Haha)
Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix 'Thriller' (Yeah)
Trapstar, bitch, spell it with a big T (T)
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC (Haha)
'Cause I'm a hood nigga, first on e'rybody's list (Yeah)
Buy the whole club P, don't fuck wit' no Cris (Damn)
That average-ass watch can't fuck with my wrist (Nope)
Them average-ass hoes can't fuck with my bitch (Nah)
To the window, to the muh'fucking wall (Wall)
Enough money in my jeans to buy a muh'fucking mall (It's the world, nigga)
Got the choppers in the back (Back), bulletproof, that's my Hummer (Boom)
R.I.P. to the competition (YG), this i' my summer (4Hunnid, let's go)

R.I.P., I wanna kill the judge (Judge)
Tryna lock the homie up, they-on't feel the thug (They-on't feel the thug)
I'm thirsty, but I don't give a fuck (I don't give, remix)
Fucking wit' my ex 'cause I'm still in love ('Cause I'm still in love)
Uh, I can teach ya how da fuck and how da stack money (It's the world, let's go)
I ain't went Hollywood, you just act funny
Girl, I know ya want this pipe like a crack bummy
Stop playing, I'm tryna hit like a crash dummy (Yeah, let's go)
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit (Be no shit)

I can't take yo' bitch if I don't see yo' bitch (Nah)
We done seen that snow, Nat Geo, bitch (Hey)
Cancel her and get another like I'm Nino, bitch (Yeah), wassup? (Yeah)

R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P (Yeah, remix)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Wassup? Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., hey, yeah), almost killed a thug (Hey, what's up, nigga? R.I.P., yeah, let's go)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (What?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)

Fall off in this bitch and I'm beaming and shit (Hey)
Hunnid hoes, hunnidfold, this my season and shit
Stomach on belly roll, bitch, I'm eating and shit
You a vegan and shit, get off my penis and shit
Look a bad bitch, I bag that, bitch nigga, back-back
Pull it out the grab bag, turn this hoe da Baghdad (It's the world)
Bags on my eyes, Ion't sleep much, we up
Bitch, I beat the beat up, the homies get cha beat up
And R.I.P. da P-Nut, Little Eric, bick back
Mausberg, 4 Bent, Compton, I live that (Yeah)
Long hair, weave with extension (Yeah)
Glock 17 with extension
Bumping Suga Free in the automatic dually
TV's in it like it's '97, watch a porno movie
Holla Chitty Chitty Bang, this is Comp-Town gang
Fuck whoever don't like it, lil' K-Dot be the name (Let's go), bitch

R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P (What? Y'all already know what it is)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Wassup? Yeah, what?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (We running this summer, nigga, R.I.P., what? Yeah, let's go)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (What?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go, look)

R-R-R-R.I.P. to the V.I.P
I got my lil' niggas in the club, fuck ID
My niggas kill at will, give ya black-eyed peas
A-A-A-And the Molly make the White girl look Chinese, okay (Whoo)
OHB, my niggas out here balling
And all ya fake-ass artists, y'all niggas out here drawing
O-O-O-Okay, now, dearly departed, I bought a plane, I departed
And if ya started from the bottom, gon' and come out the closet, huh
You problematic, I bought them ratchets and automatics
Clip hold 32, I make ya feel the magic
You gon' see the flashes like you in a pageant
A-A-A-All black suits, and them long Caddy's (Let's go)

R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (What? What?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Y'all already know what it is, yeah)
R.I.P. (What?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head (R.I.P., yeah), almost killed a thug (R.I.P., yeah, let's go)

R.I., R.I., R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (Yeah)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah, remix)
Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (Yeah, let's go)
R.I., R.I., R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P (Yeah)
R.I.P. (What?)
R.I.P. (R.I.P., yeah), we just killed the club (R.I.P., yeah)
Took Patrón to the head, almost killed a thug (Let's go)
42. K.O. 4:20

Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Okay (Okay)
Just try it again (Just try it again)
When I

Woke up
This morning (Morning)
All I could think about was you (You, you, 'cause, you)
When I went da sleep last night
All I could think about was you (You, you, you, you)
Adam and Eve, don't eat that fruit
Best believe I'ma eat that, boo
'Cause I'm the nigga
That told them niggas
That told them niggas 'bout you (You, you, you, you)
Chuck the deuce while I'm riding through (Yeah)
Tity Boi, I might sign a boob (Yeah)
Yo' nigga hating, tell your nigga that's hating that if he getting some paper, I might sign him too (Oh)
Best believe I'm just sliding through
Pull your panties to the side, let me slide through
I can see you niggas from the side view
I'm in-and-out the pussy
Drive-through (Oh)
White coupe with the white rims
I like da crank the top and let the light in
Ya know she dark-skin, her friend light-skin
Put us together and it's ice cream (Oh)
Sandwich it, she can't manage it
I know her man is sick, she can't handle it
She need some time alone, I told her, 'Call my phone', and when she called my phone, I didn't answer it (Ow)

K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (K.O.)
You wanna smoke 'til your niggas can't smoke no mo' (Yeah)
Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no mo'
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (Knock ya down)
K.O. (Knock ya down)
You wanna po' 'til your niggas can't po' no mo' (Yeah)
Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no mo' (Ooh)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
K.O. (Knock ya down)
You wanna smoke 'til your niggas can't smoke no mo' (Yeah)
Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no mo' (Ooh)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (Knock ya down)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
You wanna po' 'til your niggas can't po' no mo' (Yeah)
Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no mo' (Oh, yeah)

Do it
I was in Detroit, Michigan not too long ago, uh, visiting wit' some friends of mine
B-I-G (Okay)

I'm in motion (Boy), I'm rolling (Boy) and smoking (Boy)
And smoking (Boy) and rolling (Boy) like I'm locomotion (Boy)
I'm walking outside (Boy) and I'm causing (Boy) commotions (Boy)
Got purp' and champagne, that's a real nigga potion
I'm burning bread, toasting and joking
'Cause I went from views of my mom's house to views of the ocean (Woah)
Niggas talk shit, but that's free promotion
I'm living my life like the end is approaching
Man, fuck these niggas with a passion (Okay)
I'm getting paid from the cradle to the casket (Do it)
My grandma said, 'Boy, ya need a read a Bible chapter'
'Til I bought her ass a house bigger than the pastor's, Hallelujah ('Lujah)
You're now fucking with a bad bitch connoisseur ('Seur)
My ex-girl said, 'Man, the fame caught up to ya' (To ya)
Baby, you-on't still think about me (What cha mean?)
Wet dream about me (What cha mean?)
I swear ya use to couldn't wait to K.O

K.O. (Boy, K.O.)
K.O. (B-I-G, K.O.)
K.O. (Boy, K.O.)
K.O. (Sean Don, K.O.)
You wanna smoke 'til your niggas can't smoke no mo' (Yeah, yeah)
Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no mo' (Oh, yeah)
K.O. (K, K.O.)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (Knock ya down, K.O.)
K.O. (Knock ya down)
You wanna po' (Boy) 'til your niggas (Boy) can't po' no mo' (Boy, yeah)
Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no mo' (Ooh)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
K.O. (Knock ya down)
You wanna smoke 'til your niggas can't smoke no mo' (Yeah)
Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no mo' (Ooh)
K.O. (K.O.)
K.O. (Knock ya down)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
K.O. (Let me hit it)
You wanna po' 'til your niggas can't po' no mo' (Yeah)
Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no mo' (Oh, yeah)

Boy
Boy
Boy
Boy
43. Marble Floors 3:52

Haan (Haan)
So I let (Huh) the bitch hang out wit' me, right? (Haan)
You know, word got around (Huh) I was fucking this nigga bitch
So the nigga called me (Ear Drummers)
He like, 'You fucking my bitch?'
I'm like, 'I'm fucking her right now' (Ah, M-M-M-Maybach Music)

Got cha bitch tip-toeing on my marble flows (Huh, whoop)
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds (Ayy, huh)
Big bodies
I got 10 of those (Ayy, whoo)
Whipping work, it smelling (Oh) like (Oh) they dinner rolls (Ayy, haan, whoo)

Told that bitch
Take your shoes off (Ayy), look (Ayy), don't even argue (Ayy, whoo, haan)
Got cha bitch tip-toeing on Italian Marble (Ayy)
They on that bad batch (Batch)
Too much pork around it ('Round it, whoo)
Shorty ass fat (Fat)
You gotta walk around it (Whoop, huh, haan)
Big body, got 10 of those (Haan)
Cars, cribs, that's eight hoes (Haan)
Nine piece, that's dinner rolls (Haan)
Wild freaks, that centerfold (Haan)
Hunnid on my shine (Shine, bling)
You-on't like it? Fine (Fine)
Got cha bitch tip-toeing like (Ayy) Gregory (Ayy) Hines
Cashing out with that Nina (Nina)
Ten days, you ain't seen her (Seen her)
She ask for it, I beat it (Beat it)
You greedy, nigga, you eat it (Eat it)
These corny niggas all on my dick (Haan)
Princess cuts all in my wrist (Bling)
Hunnid rounds all in my hip (Bling)
2-hunnid grand all in my whip (Buh-buh, bang)

Got cha bitch tip-toeing on my marble flows (Huh)
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds (Huh)
Big bodies
I got 10 of those (Whoo)
Whipping work, it smelling like they dinner rolls (Uh, whoo)

Wet work
Got the kitchen stanking
We call a undercover
A pig in the blanket
Uh
Lifestyles
Of the rich and famous
Shoot cha in ya head
Like Abraham Lincoln
Stunting on them bitches like Birdman
Roll the weed in white sheets, Ku Klux Klan
Put it on the scale, watch it do numbers
Playing with them keys like Stevie Wonder
All my hoes pretty
All my niggas brazy
We sell that white
Sell that brown
Call that rice and gravy
Call me Tunechi Lee
Or don't call me at all
Man, fuck all you niggas
Hmm-mmm
Pause (Pause)

Got cha bitch tip-toeing on my marble flows (Tunechi, huh)
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds (Whoo, yeah)
Big bodies
I got 10 of those (Whoo, yeah)
Whipping work, it smelling like they dinner rolls (2 Chainz, whoo)

2 Chainz
That's your best answer
Cup
Filled wit' pink
I'm supporting breast cancer
I might do that walk for the 5K (5)
I get paid every time I leave my driveway (True)
Got cho' girl tip-toeing on my marble flows (Flows)
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board (Splash)
Getting
To the
Money
I'ma
Need a
Money
Counter (Counter)
So many acres, my neighbors stay in another county (Damn)
Ted DiBiase in Versace loafers (Uh)
All ya talk is shit
Nigga, halitosis (Tell 'em)
Ghosts
I pulled up in that pale thang
Got a Chanel chain, on top of Chanel chain
On top of Chanel chain, on top of Chanel chain
Goddamn

Got cha bitch tip-toeing on my marble flows (Huh)
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds (Huh)
Big bodies
I got 10 of those (Whoo)
Whipping work, it smelling like they dinner rolls (Whoo)

Whoo (Whoo)
Whoo (Whoo)
Whoo
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL Made-It, whoo)
Whoo
44. Do My Dance 3:36

Fuck it right, boy
Ya know I love it when you fuck it, fuck it right, boy

Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh, ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh (Fuck it), ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh, ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh (Fuck it), ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy, uh)

Lamborghini ('Ghini)
You-on't even see me (See me, bad bitch)
No bikini ('Kini)
Taking shots of Henny (Henny)
Order calamari, say she want that fettuccini ('Cini)
Five-star bitches, my bitches don't eat at Denny's (Denny's)
Run the city (City)
You running laps tryna get wit' me (Fuck it right, boy)
I'm all in her red-skin, like I play for Washington (Fuck it, fuck it right, boy)
I'm 5'8', but 6'10', my dick stand like Superman (Fuck it right, boy)
Shoulder lean that bitch (Hah)
Shoulder lean that bitch (Fuck it, fuck it right, boy, hah)
Mills 'cause I'm hot
Trigger finger, keep that pussy wet (Fuck it right, boy, hah)
Bills in my fists, shorty, she gon' dance on my dick (Fuck it, fuck it right, boy hah)
Mills 'cause I'm hot
Trigger finger, keep that pussy wet (Hah)
Bills in my fists, shorty, she gon' dance on my dick (Hah)

Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh, ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh (Fuck it), ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh, ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy, yeah)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh (Fuck it), ya know (Fuck it right, 2 Chainz), she love the dick (Boy, uh)

She got her booty cheeks on my Louis sheets (Yeah)
She can do it on a pole, but, can she do it on me? (Uh)
Her flexing ass
Let me see you flex that ass
Ion't call, I just text that ass and buy special bags (Tell 'em)
Python, all-all gold (Fuck it right), no ice on (Boy, no ice on)
Nothing but shaved pussy in my iPhone (Fuck it, fuck it right, boy, damn)
And this right here a no fly zone (Fuck it right, boy)
And you are not us (Fuck it), so (Fuck it right), don't try, holm' (Boy)
I buy cars, I buy homes, my antidote for my catapult (Fuck it right, boy)
I'm up through there (Through there)
Foreign shoes, these a new pair (Fuck it, new pair, fuck it right)
Chains on (Boy), this two pair (Two pair)
Make your girl buy new hair (New hair)
Wear that pussy out (Out)
Like new gear (Like new gear)
Hoe (Hoe)

Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit (Hah)
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh, ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh (Fuck it), ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh, ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh (Fuck it), ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)

Fuck, yeah, bitch, throw it back (Fuck it right)
Don't be scared of it (Boy)
Fuck, yeah, bitch, throw it back (Fuck it, fuck it right)
Don't be scared of it (Boy)
Fuck, yeah, bitch, throw it back (Fuck it right)
Don't be scared of it (Boy)
Fuck, yeah, bitch, throw it back (Fuck it, fuck it right, boy)
Throw it back (Fuck it right, boy)
Throw it back (Fuck it, fuck it right, boy)
Throw it back (Fuck it right, boy)
Don't be scared of it (Fuck it, fuck it right, boy)

Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit
Do my dance on yo' dick
Ooh, ya know, ya love this shit
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh, ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)
Do my dance on yo' chick
Ooh (Fuck it), ya know (Fuck it right), she love the dick (Boy)

Fuck it right, boy
Fuck it, fuck it right, boy
45. Hood Go Crazy 3:46

Hello? (I wanna party)
Huh? (You wanna party?)
Yeah (We need a party)
Cool (Let's have a party)
Lemme get up

Saturday morning, I ain't gotta work (Work)
Last night's show sold a lot of merch (Merch)
Bad bitch in my bed, so I ain't gotta jerk (Jerk)
Forbes List caught me, so it's hard a make a dollar hurt
All we need is good green and some Bou Lou
Five-da-one, so it's guaranteed chu can do you
'Zilla keep the heater just in case we have a boo-boo
Kan' City natives and we all a little coo-coo

This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (Go crazy?)
On the interstate doing 180 (180?)
She said, 'Do it for me, baby'
Took a double shot and (Ah) then we all (Ah) went crazy (Ah, go crazy?)
White girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
Black girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
College girls go crazy
This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (Go crazy?)

So much liquor, I never spare that kitchen
Keep it so I usually have a pair that's kissing (Mwah)
And I'm lifted on purple hair, that's bitching
Now, that's what I call a fucking air Technician
Down there, they got the hair that's missing
Keep it bare, I promise I'll never tear that kitten
I am aware sex hitting is the care when I share that stick and
So good, I might impair that vision
So I dip in, then dip off, look for another chick, then they pissed off
'Til I give them another spliff, then they lift off
Party is the mission, I did cross three thick friends
We mixing these licks when they big friend wanna lip off
So I told her kindly, 'Get lost, bitch'
This my place and it's way too turnt up da trip off shit

This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (Go crazy?)
On the interstate doing 180 (180?)
She said, 'Do it for me, baby'
Took a double shot and (Ah) then we all (Ah) went crazy (Ah, go crazy?)
White girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
Black girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
College girls go crazy (Yeah)
This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (2 Chainz, go crazy?)

Yeah, you my prototype
My fourth foreign car was a Porsche four-door, white (True)
Cooler than a polar bear in a bowl of ice
With a ring, married to the game, had 'em throwing rice, wait a minute
Put my thing in her
I'm tryna knock her up
I'm tryna put a singer in her so I can do a banger with her, I get
Brain for dinner
Ion't need a put tender for contender, thank God for strippers
High top wit' zippers, hard as some nipples
All the shit I do is straight off the temple
Tryna squeeze it into my schedule is like a pimple
Tell that poodle, 'Don't mess around with them pitbulls' (Pitbulls)

This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (Go crazy?)
On the interstate doing 180 (180?)
She said, 'Do it for me, baby'
Took a double shot and (Ah) then we all (Ah) went crazy (Ah, go crazy?)
White girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
Black girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
College girls go crazy
This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (Go crazy?)

This the ending from the N9ne
Grinding bitches from behind
If you way drunk off the 'gnac
Spit it up, spit it up, spit it up
This Kan' City (Cheah)

Shit's ran gritty (Cheah)
In the summertime, the chicks be damn pretty (Cheah)
Born in the projects, then to the Ville (Cheah)
Then I did a deal wit' Travis and made mills (Cheah)
This is celebration
This is elevation
Me and my delegation got niggas hella hating
This is Nnutthowze, Regime, Rogue Dog
And it's all Strange Music, winners can't lose it, unless
Everybody got they hands up, like, 'Woah'
See a bad bitch, like, 'Oh'
This whole damn city fucking go
But this is how the hood go crazy in the Mo

This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (Go crazy?)
On the interstate doing 180 (180?)
She said, 'Do it for me, baby'
Took a double shot and (Ah) then we all (Ah) went crazy (Ah, go crazy?)
White girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
Black girls go crazy (Go crazy?)
College girls go crazy
This the type of shit da make the hood go crazy (Go crazy?)
46. Used 2 3:46

I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Single ladies, come and have my baby (Yeah)
I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Hey, my nigga, come and grab yo' lady

Yeah, I'm the nigga, yeah, don't forget it, yeah (Woof)
Gold Nefertiti, yeah, Lamborghini, yeah (Woof)
Man in my city, yeah, they call me Tity, yeah (Woof)
Bad bitch wit' me, yeah, she's sidity, yeah (Woof)
Got her hair fixed, yeah, kinda thick, yeah
Shawty known a strip, yeah, for the rent, yeah
Tryna do a split, yeah, oh, shit, yeah?
Can ya do a split, yeah? On a dick, yeah? (Yeah?)
You can't do it with a dick in ya
You can't do it like that with a dick in ya (Dick in ya)
Uh
You can't do it with a dick in ya
You can’t do it like that with a dick in ya (Dick in ya)
Bitch (Bitch)

I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Single ladies, come and have my baby (Yeah)
I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Hey, my nigga, come and grab yo' lady

Watch how I grab her, yeah, I'ma stab her, yeah (Woof)
Put it in her bladder, yeah, don't compare me, yeah (Woof)
Flying out da Cali, yeah, in my Ballys, yeah (Woof)
We go to Miami, yeah, that my family, yeah (Woof)
ATL my hood, yeah, understood, yeah
Shout out to New Orlean', yeah, it's all good, yeah
Watch how I do, yeah, I'm a fool, yeah
Shawty want that wood, yeah, that pussy good, yeah (Good, yeah)
Let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it (Go)
Let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it (Woah)
Let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it (Damn)
Let me see ya twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it, bitch (Bitch)

I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Single ladies, come and have my baby (Yeah)
I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Hey, my nigga, come and grab yo' lady

Get
Low
Like this (Like this)
Get
Low
Like this
Up
Do it
Up
Shake it
Wipe
Down
Outfit
I get money like I used to (Used to)
Ch-Chains on
I use two (I use two)
Guns on me like I used to (Like I used to)
I'll fuck ya ass on YouTube (A million views)

I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Single ladies, come and have my baby (Yeah)
I still fuck 'em like I used to (Used to)
I need a put that shit on YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause ya know we got that dance flo' crazy (Yeah)
Hey, my nigga, come and grab yo' lady
47. My Moment 3:20

(You see, I've been waiting)
(Waiting on that time)
(Feel me if you've been waiting on yours)
(That moment)
(Is close)
(Yeah)

Tired of living day-da-day like everything is alright (Alright)
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment (Yeah, 2 Chainz)
Been waiting on my—

Old dude met Mom, it was on (It was on)
Then he named me over a phone
Prison term (Prison term)
Live-and-learn, sipping syrup wit' my vision blurred (My vision blurred)
Take this cup of reality, niggas finna err (Niggas finna err)
When ya start from the bottom, you can see the top (See the top)
So when you get to it (Get to it)
Don't let 'em see the spot (See the spot)
Next thing ya know, ya looking for a rent sign (Rent sign)
Upper echelon
Bitch, we skip line
I remember reminiscing in the kitchen, like:
'I wonder when the Braves gon' win it
I wonder when the Falcons gon' get here'
Pyrex vision, made more than I ever made wit' DTP this year (Oh)

Tired of living day-da-day like everything's alright (Alright)
And, every night, just one thing on my mind
I'm just waiting on that moment (Moment)
Waiting on my moment (Moment)
You say, 'Oh, you got that aw shit?
Hell nah', next time, that's mine (That's mine)
As long as I stay hustling, I'm gon' shine
I'm just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment (Oh, Meek Milly, oh, oh, just)

Waiting on my moment (My moment)
Bad hoes, I'm shoning (Shoning)
Time came and I owned it just like 'Bron James and start balling (Balling)
When I touched the rock and I cracked the block
When I pulled up in that muscle drop
With that roof off and my shoes off on y'all bitch niggas
RuPaul (Woah)
Real nigga in my hood who e'rybody gon' root fo'
'Cause they see me come from that bottom (Bottom)
Where everybody get bodied (Bodied)
They told me, 'Get 'em', I got 'em (Got 'em)
Now I'm here, nigga, like, 'Yeah, nigga'
Just Rolls Royce and Bugattis and Mfo's this year, nigga
If I don't grind, I don't shine, if I don't shine, then I don't eat (Eat)
If I don't eat, then I'ma starve, if I'ma starve, I pull heat (Heat)
On all y'all bitch ass niggas
All y'all rich ass niggas
'Cause if I don't make no money, nigga
I'm gon' take yo' money, nigga (Oh)

Tired of living day-da-day like everything's alright (Alright)
And, every night, just one thing on my mind
I'm just waiting on that moment (Moment)
Waiting on my moment (Moment)
You say, 'Oh, you got that aw shit?
Hell nah', next time, that's mine (That's mine)
As long as I stay hustling, I'm gon' shine
I'm just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment (Oh, oh, oh)

Since life ain't promised tomorrow ('Morrow)
Live it up, live it up, live it up (Oh, oh)
Careful da come this far (Far)
Give it up, give it up, give it up (Oh, oh)
Oh, no
I won't, give it up, give it up, give it up (Oh, oh)
Until I have it all, yeah

Tired of living day-da-day like everything's alright (Alright)
And, every night, just one thing on my mind
I'm just waiting on that moment (Moment)
Waiting on my moment (Moment)
You say, 'Oh, you got that aw shit?
Hell nah', next time, that's mine (That's mine)
As long as I stay hustling, I'm gon' shine
I'm just waiting on that moment (DJ Drama)
Waiting on my moment (Oh, and like that, oh, we gone, oh)
48. I Do It 4:40

Thank God for the first nigga da start trapping
Thank God for the first nigga da start rapping
Thank God for the first girl da start stripping
And I'ma have da keep it muh'fucking real with 'em (I got a problem, got a problem)
With thee niggas (With thee niggas)
I got a problem (Got a problem)
With thee bitches (With thee bitches)
Trigger finger (Trigger finger)
Keep itching (Keep itching)
Well, I'll pull it (Well, I'll pull it)
Well, I'll do it (Well, I'll do it, yeah)

Hang up on a bitch, call it crucified (Damn)
Time da go da work, no suit-and-tie
Bumping Makaveli, I be trapping out the Telly (Telly)
My nigga did a dime and he back already (Tell 'em)
Got that sack already, man, we got them racks already (Racks)
As far as your girl, I hit it from the back already (I'm back)
I tried a get a tan, but I'm Black already (I'm Black)
Your pockets on a diet (Diet)
My pockets fat already (True)
Three niggas with me, me myself and I (I)
God don't like ugly, you should testify ('Estify)
My T-shirt come from Bergdorf (Bergdorf)
I make so much on a verse, I take the third off (Third off)
Bird call (Brr, bird call)
Swerve off (Skrrt, swerve off)
Bust a nut on her, tell her that's a load off (Off)
Shorty ass soft (Soft)
Like a Nerf ball (Ball)
If you-on't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all (Fuck y'all)

Thank God for the first nigga da start trapping (Damn)
Thank God for the first nigga da start rapping (Tell 'em)
Thank God for the first girl da start stripping (Ya feel)
And I'ma have da keep it muh'fucking real with 'em (I got a problem, got a problem)
With thee niggas (With thee niggas)
I got a problem (Got a problem)
With thee bitches (With thee bitches)
Trigger finger (Trigger finger)
Keep itching (Keep itching)
Well, I'll pull it (Well, I'll pull it)
Well, I'll do it (Well, I'll do it)

Drank in my cupholder, hope this shit don't spill
Pull up in the new edition and that's word a Johnny Gill
How I come up with this shit and all these verses that I kill?
I have no imagination, everything I do for real
Bitch, I'm camouflaged, down, put cha camera phone down
If she got a ass and the girl a fan, it's going down
I'ma fuck ya like I've been waiting a century for it (Century for it)
Give the pussy up and I'll trade chu the memory for it (Memory for it)
In the bedroom forever, that's what her roommate will tell ya
Man, I just hear this shit and think about what Tunechi will tell ya
He might call up Patricia, she 'bout da call up Melissa
Tell 'em come to the cribbo and do them both, double-dribble
I'm colder than a hospital, she love the dick that I give her
Hit her from the front, back, side, twist her like cigarillos
I put the gun to the pillow, I don't want blood on my clothes
Gotta keep that Trukfit fresh, shoutout to all of my hoes
(Tunechi) That's just how my OG would sum it up
I've been working all winter just to fuck the summer up
It's just me and 2 Chainz, but the chain's never tucked though
If you-on't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all (Fuck y'all)

Thank God for the first nigga da start trapping (Damn)
Thank God for the first nigga da start rapping (Tell 'em)
Thank God for the first girl da start stripping (Ya feel)
And I'ma have da keep it muh'fucking real with 'em (I got a problem, got a problem)
With thee niggas (With thee niggas)
I got a problem (Got a problem)
With thee bitches (With thee bitches)
Trigger finger (Trigger finger)
Keep itching (Keep itching)
Well, I'll pull it (Well, I'll pull it)
Well, I'll do it (Well, I'll do it, well, if ya know like I know)

That pussy pop like pyro
And she know I'm a pothead
That pussy like a pothole
I'm colder than a snot-nose
Man, all these hoes is my hoes
And if she bougie, fuck her once, then leave her hanging, dry clothes
I just built a cemetery, niggas dying da get in
Niggas lying, they pretend, don't cross that line, it's paper thin
High as a star, make a wish
I'm a shark, I ate the fish
I got no heart, I hate that bitch
You hate that bitch? Well, I hate that bitch
Will jump a nigga like a chessboard
Do a drive-by while ya riding on your skateboard, uh
They ain't even know it (Have Drake sing a song just to get her pussy wet)
Then I take her to the crib, man, fuck that bitch right on the step
Put it in and take it back out
Then I back out (Hair-Hair Weave Killer known a snatch the fucking track out)
Put me in the ga-game, coach, I'm the antidote
Pull up, kick, throw, and take the money
And the dope (True)
2 Chainz, I'm on a plane, and a boat
I am so cold, I need a cover (Cover)
And a coat (And a coat)
Kick it at the mall, call it football (Ball)
If you-on't like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all (Fuck y'all)
49. Money Made Me Do It 3:46

Good job, 1st (Good job, 1st)
Woah
Skrrt, skrrt

Diamonds in my chain gold (Okay)
Every twenty minutes, change clothes (Change up)
I had a mil' before the label (That money)
Just as long as they know, money made me do it (They know)
I said rest in peace to Bankroll (Free, God bless you)
You in a better place, dawg (God bless you)
You won't ever see me lay low (They know it)
Start the engine, watch me take off, money made me do it (Skrrt, skrrt), I said

Yeah
I said money made me do it, I said (Money, money, money, money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it, watch me (Money, money, money, money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it, I said (Money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it
Take a

Ride when we wake up
Hit the gas, melt cha face off (Your face)
Spend the day counting cake up
With a dime, who think I changed up? (I changed up)
I took the Lincoln down Rodeo (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ran through it like some Drano (Ooh, ooh)
Lotta bags, can't complain, though (No, no)
We was shopping in 'til they closed
Why did I do that?
Did I do that?
Ooh, yeah (Uh)
New whip, now, I can't pay my rent, ooh, no, oh, ooh, yeah

Diamonds in my chain gold (Okay)
Every twenty minutes, change clothes (Change up)
I had a mil' before the label (That money)
Just as long as they know, money made me do it (They know)
I said rest in peace to Bankroll (Free, God bless you)
You in a better place, dawg (God bless you)
You won't ever see me lay low (They know it)
Start the engine, watch me take off, money made me do it (Skrrt, skrrt), I said

Yeah
I said money made me do it, I said (Money, money, money, money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it, watch me (Money, money, money, money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it, I (Yeah) said (Money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it (2 Chainz)
Got a

Bandana 'round my neck
Like Bankroll Fresh (Free)
Pocket full of street money (Street)
'Bout da count my blessing (Street)
1-hunnid, 1,000, 1-hunnid K, 1-million (Uh)
We smoke, we laugh, we rap, we talked about a vision (Switch it up, haha)
I got diamonds like a rainbow
Every time I change clothes
Shawty fucked my friend, but I act like I ain't know
I'ma buy a raincoat, the storm might approach ya
Clown like yo' daddy met cha mom at a circus
I do it on purpose
Do it for the neighborhood
Smoking on that Meagan Good
Wit' my niggas when I do it
Got that leather and that wood, I got the marble on the flo'
Got the burglar bars on the do' at the bando

Diamonds in my chain gold (Okay)
Every twenty minutes, change clothes (Change up)
I had a mil' before the label (That money)
Just as long as they know, money made me do it (They know)
I said rest in peace to Bankroll (Free, God bless you)
You in a better place, dawg (God bless you)
You won't ever see me lay low (They know it)
Start the engine, watch me take off, money made me do it (Skrrt, skrrt), I said

Yeah
I said money made me do it, I said (Money, money, money, money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it, watch me (Money, money, money, money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it, I said (Money, money)
Yeah
I said money made me do it
50. Where U Been? 3:52

Mmm-hmm
Yeah
Ear Drummers
(2 Chainz)
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL Made-It, I)

Keep my hoes in check (Check)
You buy Nike for yours (Okay now)
Say they want that loud (Loud)
I'ma bring that noise (That noise)
Check my watch on a flight (Huh)
Yeah, I call that 'airtime' (Okay now)
Murk him in the middle of the street (Street)
That gon' be his deadline (Tell 'em)
Yeah, ya gon' respect mine, got a body on my TEC-9 (Okay now)
Say ya nobody 'til somebody gon' body you
Flatline (Bah)
Pocket full of dead guys
And ya know I'm anti (Okay now)
Antisocial, anti-lame, but, ain't I cool? Nigga, ain't I?
You looking at a star that's spaced out
Tryna take my style, then take off (Okay now)
I go da work wit' no days off
Everything all paid off (True)
Shawty pussy hair shaved off and she did it ju' for me (Okay now)
Nigga
Would skip ya like a spacebar, but I much rather delete
Niggas (Damn)

I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Hol' up)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Turn up)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Yeah)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you (I) in (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (Tell 'em)
I've been getting to the money, where the fuck you've been? (You've been)

Gucci hat (Gucci hat)
Gucci belt
If ya wrote a autobiography, you'd have da sue yourself, yo' lying ass (Lying ass)
Codeine in my wine glass
I know you had a wild past, I ain't fucked cha in a while
Wit' cho' wild ass
I get high and I fly past
Ion't know nothing 'bout iChat
I'm working this iPhone, they need an app called iTrap
I-I-I trap
Shining like a night lamp
I just hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at (Tell 'em)
White cup
White hat
Laying on a white couch (True)
Got that presidential in a residential White House (White House)
Nigga saying, 'Who?' (Who?)
Like a white owl
You can see me shining (Shining)
With the light out, come on (Come on)

I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Hol' up)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Turn up)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Yeah)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you (I) in (I told her, yeah)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (H-Hawk)
I've been getting to (Yeah) the money, where (Uh) the fuck you've been? (You've been, turn)

Five to a ten to a twenty to fifty
To hunnid, my niggas get money, I want it (Beep)
Ride through the city, my niggas got choppers
My bitch, she's so pretty, that's my Pocahontas (Mwah)
Everything on me, I shine like a trophy (Yeah)
Run up a check while they watch out for police (Yeah)
Versace my pinky, a brick on my Rollie
That Cali Ferrari, I'm feeling like Kobe
T-R-U, that's to the death of me, nigga
Killers on the right and left of me, nigga (Uh)
My destiny, nigga, to get all this money
I can't, I can't share that whole recipe wit' cha (Nah)
My nigga told me, 'Get 'em, get it?' I got 'em
Stand on that couch and just drink out the bottle (Yeah)
That .40 got hollows (Uh), that bitch, she gon' swallow
Get to that money, I'm King of Chicago (Yeah)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (And what?)
B-B-B-B-Bought that Benz just to fuck your friends (H-Hawk)
Giuseppe's 9-hunnid with the gold bars (True)
E'rything about me raw like a dope charge (Turn up)

I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Hol' up)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Turn up)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (Yeah)
I've been getting money, where the fuck you've been? (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you (I) in (I told her)
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in (Tell 'em)
I've been getting to the money, where the fuck you've been? (You've been)
51. Bigger Than You 3:46

Yeah
VIP my squad (Yeah)
Drop off all the gang (Yeah)
VIP the lane (Skrrt)
VIP the chain (Squad?)
VIP my squad (Yeah, squad)
Drop off all the gang (Yeah)
VIP the lane (Skrrt, yeah)
VIP the chain

Uh (Whoop), yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Baller alert
Lil' biddy bitch, Ion't call her 'alert' (Brr)
Uh, yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm calling 'em 'murked' (Oh, yeah-ee-ee-yeah)
Uh
Yeah
Profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (Whip it, oh, oh, oh, yeah)
Uh
Yeah
I bought a 'Claren (Whoo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (Hey, uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm taking on a new path (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (Whoo, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' biddy bih, do the math (Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you? Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Must be bulletproof (Brrt, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (It big)
This shit bigger than you (Bigger than you)

Chain so big, should have came with a kickstand
Fuck wit' me, I got a retainer on a hitman (Bop)
Barely came up out the mud like quicksand (Barely)
I show ya how da get millions, nigga, that's a mil' plan, now
Uh, yeah
Ring the alarm
Cartier bracelets on all of my arm'
Uh, yeah
Halo my son
In the wheelchair, and I still perform (Uh)
I don't make excuses, ya know that I'm hungry, I still got the juice
Uh
You set it off like Cleo
I set it off like a Boosie

Uh (Whoop), yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Baller alert
Lil' biddy bitch, Ion't call her 'alert' (Brr)
Uh, yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm calling 'em 'murked' (Oh, yeah-ee-ee-yeah)
Uh
Yeah
Profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (Whip it, oh, oh, oh, yeah)
Uh
Yeah
I bought a 'Claren (Whoo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts (Uh), uh (Uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (Hey, uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm taking on a new path (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (Whoo, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' biddy bih, do the math (Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you? Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Must be bulletproof (Brrt, bah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (It big)
This shit bigger than you (Bigger than you)

Young Champagne checking in, man, Tity Boi shit ringing off
'Member I was on prepaid, I would act like my shit was ringing off
'Member shorty told me she thought the rap's good, but the singing's off
Watch on Young Dro now, man, boi-ing shit blinging off
Where the racks at? (Rack)
All I know is they keep coming to me like a flashback, nigga, what? (What?)
Half-a-million out in Vegas, it ain't no blackjack, nigga, nah (Nah)
Quavo Sinatra, but we could never be the RattPack, nigga, nah

Uh (Whoop), yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Baller alert
Lil' biddy bitch, Ion't call her 'alert' (Brr)
Uh, yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm calling 'em 'murked' (Oh, yeah-ee-ee-yeah)
Uh
Yeah
Profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (Whip it, oh, oh, oh, yeah)
Uh
Yeah
I bought a 'Claren (Whoo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (Hey, uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm taking on a new path (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (Whoo, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' biddy bih, do the math (Yeah, tell 'em, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you? Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Must be bulletproof (Brrt, bah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (It big)
This shit bigger than you (Bigger than you)

Touchscreen on my cars
Vintage one da two
I just bought a watch that's plain like a Dickie suit (Plain)
I sip some red wine, and chased it with the '42
They asked me what I call millions
Coming soon (Coming soon)
Yeah (Haha)
I just cashed out (Uh)
Ain't got time for a beef, I'm a cash cow (Tell 'em)
When I was in juvie, I made 'em back out (Back that ass up)
It was fo'-hunnid degrees, you would have passed out

Uh (Whoop), yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Baller alert
Lil' biddy bitch, Ion't call her 'alert' (Brr)
Uh, yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Follow alert
Go (Yeah) get the fire when I'm calling 'em 'murked' (Oh, yeah-ee-ee-yeah)
Uh
Yeah
Profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (Whip it, oh, oh, oh, yeah)
Uh
Yeah
I bought a 'Claren (Whoo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (Hey, uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm taking on a new path (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (Whoo, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' biddy bih, do the math (Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Lil' nigga, who are you? (Who you? Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Must be bulletproof (Brrt, bah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
This shit bigger than you (It big)
This shit bigger than you (Bigger than you)

VIP my squad (Yeah, pimp it)
Drop off all the gang (Yeah, pimp it)
VIP the lane (Skrrt, pimp it)
VIP the chain (Squad? Pimp it)
VIP my squad (Yeah, yeah)
Drop off all the gang (Yeah)
VIP the lane (Skrrt)
VIP the chain (Chain)
52. Fuck 'Em 4:36

Huh (Huh)
We rich forever (We rich forever)
Double-M-G (Double-M-G)
We untouchable, nigga (We untouchable, nigga)
Too much paper (Too much paper)
Don't forget it (Don't forget it, M-M-M-Maybach Music)

C-note after C-note, put the remix on my kilo
Thought I wouldn't make it, now I'm winning, Timothy Tebow (Huh)
Fourth quarter, I'm back (Huh)
Fourth quarter, in fact (Huh)
Fourth quarter, that sack (Whoo)
Fourth Ward in all black
I said 'Boss' and I meant that
Advance, you spent that (Hah)
Corvette so clean, you'll think Bruce Springsteen rent that
Cars just like sneakers (Huh)
Just got me ten pair
Dubai, I've been there, but fuck that, we in here (What?)
Roll up and inhale, I live next to Denzel
Alonzo, my condo cost three-mil', this shit real
IPhone and iPad (Huh)
Air Max, and my gat (Huh)
Left hand got ten bands
Back pocket, fo' stacks
All I need is bad hoes (Whoo)
All these niggas gon' rat (Whoo)
Half these niggas working now (Whoo), they knocked it down, no going back
All I need is Benzos
Squatting on Lorenzos
Stack my money tenfold
Make this my new temple (Huh)

Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck all you haters
Watch me fuck all thee bitches
I got eight different Rollies
And they all mint condition, I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
I got five different Benzes
This is my deposition, I'm screaming, 'Fuck every witness' (Huh)
'Cause, bitch, I'm big bidness (2 Chainz), I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'

'Migo, hit my boost (Brr)
'Migo, hit my boost (Brr)
What cha know 'bout walking in the Gucci sto' and they salute? (Yeah)
Chain cost a coupe (Coupe)
Coupe cost a crib (Crib)
Riding with the chopper (Chopper)
Like it's my friend (Bah)
This for real niggas only (Only)
I still bet wit' Kobe
Got a sign in my garage that say, 'Foreign'
Only (Only)
Four zips
Pouring (Pouring)
On mixtapes, I'm touring
See, my shit that fire shit, and yo' shit
Boring (Tell 'em)
I'm chain-smoking loud (Loud)
Like it's a Newport (Yeah)
Dad weren't around
My father figure was Too $hort (Damn)
New Porsche
Deuced up
Two cups got juice in it (Uh-huh)
Two forks (Uh-huh)
Two pots (Uh-huh)
I could whip it both-handed (Oh)
My girl is bowlegged
Just do it like Bo Jackson (No)
Every beat, I'm toe-tagging
Charm big as a Volkswagen
M-Money got me sagging (Sagging)
It really doesn't matter (Nah)
I run circles 'round these niggas' world
Like Saturn (Yeah)

Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck all you haters
Watch me fuck all thee bitches
I got eight different Rollies
And they all mint condition, I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
I got five different Benzes
This is my deposition, I'm screaming, 'Fuck every witness' (Huh)
'Cause, bitch, I'm big (Uh) bidness, I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'

Black Foamposites
It's like we on that mobbing shit
Riding five-deep and I'm as dirty as them congressmen
62, without no tint
Missing roof on my new shit
Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit
Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though
Smoke that Mark McGwire strong
Oakland A no basic smoke
Shoutout to your lady, a.k.a. MMG favorite hoe
Tell that ass the way da go, before I show her where da go
No Canseco, and I'm switching lanes at one-six-oh
A nigga tree fire, a police siren, whoop-whoop, nah, that's just Diplo
And you cute, shorty, let's get low
On a note, I'ma talk that jazz
Jungle fever for the night
Horny and white, that's Anglo-Sax

Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em, uh)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck all you haters
Watch me fuck all thee bitches
I got eight different Rollies
And they all mint condition, I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
I got five different Benzes
This is my deposition, I'm screaming, 'Fuck every witness' (Huh)
'Cause, bitch, I'm big bidness, I'm screaming, 'Fuck 'em'
53. Bounce 4:18

3 Chainz (3 Chainz)
Ow (Ow)

Caught up in my bullshit, put cho' head on backwards
Then skate off after, engage in laughter 'bout what just happened
Fingers in napkins, get sent to Mammies, is that too graphic?
Catch you in traffic, you sitting daffy like stealing candy
My ceiling's absent, my wheels are massive, my friends assassins
All of us bastards, our mother's queens and our women dancers
My river's rapid, my fins are splashing, my gills are flapping
I bit some matches, then sip some gas and went kiss a dragon
I'm really rapping, no finger-snapping, I'm pistol-packing
Y'all niggas slipping, my swag is dripping, so, here's a napkin
What's really happening, bro? Verbal 'tacking, I'm showing passion
Know what I mean, see, I'm the king like I'm from Akron
I'm going overboard
Somebody call the captain
And when it come da getting checks, I always want the fat ones
I'm so high, I can sing to a chandelier
My flow a glass of Ace of Spade and yours a can of beer
Too many bitches, too many blunts, too many buttons
Not enough bullets, them niggas bugging, the SWAT is coming
AK on shoulder, no shoulder-shrugging, aim at cha nugget
My weed sticky like acupuncture and magnets, honey
Knock on the side do' three times and have yo' money
Or get da stepping like Kappas stomping, I'll slap a junkie
I'm having lunch with Italian Sonny, don’t ask the subject
Lord, why ya took Rabbit from me? He say, 'Don't ask me nothing'
Too many bodies, too many bangers, too many bundles
Not enough bullets, these niggas bugging, I heard they stung ya
It’s gon' be trouble, we come through and catch you while ya cuddle
Them shotgun barrels like tunnels, nigga, don't even mumble
I'm back da balling, I'm in the back full of magnums only
Pull on the scene and I fuck your queen playing Pastor Troy
Our weed ready, turkey spaghetti and caster oil
That's Codeine, turn your guillotine to a fashion show
In four minutes, I'll turn this into forensics in a foreign car
With a foreign broad that's longwinded
Paper long and you taking long, you just don't get it
Hung the phone up on Satan, told me he want a song wit' me (Song wit' me)
Hotter than Mississippi in summer of 1950s
In a van full of some niggas and white bitches
Get pulled over for swerving, like, 'Hi, Officer'
When he ask me why I was swerving, 'I'm high, Officer'

I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can, I can make it bounce by myself (Okay)
I can make it bounce by myself
I can, I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can, I can make it bounce by myself

Got a mansion, a condo, a cabin, I sleep in my Phantom
So high-dancing with the stars to the Star Spangled Banner
I change your channel, I change your pattern, I ring your Saturn
I bang your madam, she get on top and I shake the ladder
I make her straddle, then gather and calculate the data
I listen up for the snakes
Or the baby rattle
I play the shadows, don't play no games, I straight get at 'em
I'm on the chronic all day
Like it's my favorite album
A plate of salmon, the Cayman Islands, a stripper dancer
If I don't get the car first, I'll have a temper tantrum
I'm innovative, I demonstrated, this nickel-plated
Ion't care if ya owe me a nick
Nigga, you need a pay me
I kiss ya lady
Eat her pussy, then kiss the baby
Get situated, get keys off table, then leave her 80
I really made it
Get it, maid?
Schwarzenegger?
Won’t wrestle niggas, I spatula all you action figures
I'm so high, the blunt feel like a dumbbell
These niggas tiny like a spider on a Spud Webb
I got some upscale Cocaine on my thumbnail
I feed it to my fun girls, they say, 'Fuck yeah'
I'm doing this shit like whatever
When I go, I'ma leave for the better
I told her ya dig like a shovel
I want a Ferrari in yellow
Just so I can match all my yellow bitches
I've been a player since elementary
I got more bars than a penitentiary
I got a clip that hang several inches

I can make it bounce by (Bah) myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can, I can make it bounce by myself (Okay)
I can make it bounce by myself
I can, I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can, I can make it bounce by myself
54. Ikuyo 3:42

Doko

Dokokara (Yeah) mitemo itsumademo
Style mo ginsei sutekidayo
I-Ishou (Oh) killing it fuan demo
Dokokara mitemo sutekidayo
Doko-Dokokara (Yeah) mitemo itsumademo
Style mo ginsei sutekidayo
I-Ishou (Oh) killing it fuan demo
Dokokara mitemo sutekidayo
Ikuyo

I think we got one (Got it)
I put the team up on my back like I'm Marshawn (Marshawn Lynch)
When I asked niggas for help, yo, I got none (No, hah)
When I did this shit myself's when it got done (Yes)
Yeah, woah (Woah)

I did it on my solo (Woah)
'Member I was so low (Woah)
No one wanted photos (Yeah)
Now I'm on the big screen (Huh?)
Used to eat at Wendy's (Yeah)
Got rich overnight, it's like I married Mrs. Winfrey, woah (Uh)
And now I'm doing shows (Yeah)
And I brought all my bros (Yeah)
And I got all these powers (Huh?)
I'll vanquish all my foes (Wow)
I used to borrow clothes (Yeah)
I never borrow flows (What?)
Nigga, I got a girl (Yeah)
Don't need a borrow hoes (Yo)
I mean, y'all niggas gross (Ew)
I keep my circle close (Yeah)
I like myself enough (Ooh)
That's why I barely post (Yup)
Ooh-ooh, you niggas funny, go get chu some money
All these niggas crying, go get chu some Huggies, haha
'Cause I look like a couple M's (M's, damn)
My paycheck only had a couple cents (Cents, damn)
Back then, I only had a couple friends (Guess what? Bitch)
I still got a couple friends (Yeah)
Haha (Doko)

Dokokara mitemo itsumademo
Style mo ginsei sutekidayo
I-Ishou (Oh) killing it fuan demo
Dokokara mitemo sutekidayo
Doko-Dokokara (Yeah) mitemo itsumademo
Style mo ginsei sutekidayo
I-Ishou (Oh) killing it fuan demo
Dokokara mitemo sutekidayo
Ikuyo

I think we got one (Got it, yah)
I put the team up on my back like I'm Marshawn (Marshawn Lynch)
When I asked niggas for help, yo, I got none (No, haha)
When I did this shit myself's when it got done (Free cut, yes, 2 Chainz)
Yeah, woah (Woah)

Thawed off with the top down
High speed like the cop's 'round (Huh?)
Dick tall, made her climb up
Then after that, make her hop down (Down)
Draymond with the lockdown (Yeah)
Look at my birth pictures
Had an AR in the background (Bah)
Tell the squares (Bah) I'm back 'round (Yeah)
Black out, won't back down
Sak 'round
Walk in, no pat down, then sat down (True)
If I'm here, my strap 'round, my girl brown, her tongue wild
Gun pow, shoot 'til I run out (What?)
Brighter than (What?) a sunflower (Oh)
Rolled a joint that last one hour
All I need is one mic, I got stripes like an umpire
Hotter than a brush fire (Ooh)
Drench God, Drench Messiah
Up David, I can get higher
Up late, Ion't get tired
Seen me on 6'5'
Stood on a quarter-milli'
That made me 6'9'
That made chu itty-bitty
I like when she independent
'Cuh when I try a buy her shit
She say she-on't need it (She-on't need it)
Hah, cool wit' me (Yeah, Doko, cool wit' me, yeah, hahahaha)

Dokokara mitemo itsumademo
Style mo ginsei sutekidayo
I-Ishou (Oh) killing it fuan demo
Dokokara mitemo sutekidayo
Doko-Dokokara (Yeah) mitemo itsumademo
Style mo ginsei sutekidayo
I-Ishou (Oh) killing it fuan demo
Dokokara mitemo sutekidayo
Ikuyo
55. 24 Hours 3:36

Mustard on the beat, hoe

Girl
Don't hide that pussy (That pussy)
You should be the type da provide that pussy (That pussy)
And let a thug hit it (Hit it)
You ain't gotta get dressed or do your hair
Girl, I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
It's just me and you
I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
You won't have nutting on
For 20-fo' hours
Yeah

You would look good wit' no makeup on
Sex, sex in the morning
You ain't no good girl, good girl, you a bad girl
You ain't no side chick
You know you fine
You a thickie wit' cho' cute ***
I know everywhere you tatted
We fuck, then get some sleep (Sleep)
Wake up, then do it again

Girl
Don't hide that pussy (That pussy)
You should be the type da provide that pussy (That pussy)
And let a thug hit it (Hit it)
You ain't gotta get dressed or do your hair
Girl, I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
It's just me and you
I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
You won't have nutting on (2 Chainz)
For 20-fo' hours (Yeah)

20-fo'/7 like the Waffle House
Three cellphones, still nutting da talk about
Might pull your girl with the head nod
I used to off-white like egg nog (Tell 'em)
My baby mama badder than these R&B hoes
Towel on the flo', looking through the peephole
I ask them, 'Who is it?' They say, 'Room service'
Give me one minute, she getting her womb service (Damn)
Southside nigga on the Westside
Still got a whole closet full of reptiles (True)
The nigga ain't hard, he erectile
And I just beat it up
I need a hand towel (Uh)

Girl
Don't hide that pussy (That pussy)
You should be the type da provide that pussy (That pussy)
And let a thug hit it (Hit it)
You ain't gotta get dressed or do your hair
Girl, I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
It's just me and you
I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
You won't have nutting on
For 20-fo' hours

Walking around, combing your hair
And you know that I want it right here, yeah, yeah
Catch you out, you can clean it up
Lay you out on that couch
You know you fine (You fine)
Got long hair and don't care
I know everywhere you tatted
Fuck, then get some sleep (Sleep)
Wake up, then do it again

Girl
Don't hide that pussy (That pussy)
You should be the type da provide that pussy (That pussy)
And let a thug hit it (Hit it)
You ain't gotta get dressed or do your hair
Girl, I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
It's just me and you
I got 20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
20-fo' hours
You won't have nutting on
For 20-fo' hours
56. Proud 3:56

(Yah, do it for the hood, yah, nigga, rep)
(Nah, for real, Soufside with a F 'cause I'm fresh, yee, yee)
(Mmm, do it for the hood, nigga, rep)
(Soufside with a F 'cause I'm fresh, aight, look, turn the lights up in here, man)
(Tryna make my mama proud, yeah, already know that)
(I ain't tryna let my mama down, yah, yah)
(I'm ju' tryna make my mama proud, whoo, uh)
(I ain't fucking 'round wit' cha, uh, uh)

T.R.U. University, I pull it up and murk a beat (Err)
Mama house w' filled up wit' bags of Hercules (Strong)
Soon as I finished pissing, I put the seat down (Seat down)
Or my mama be cussing my damn ass out (Ass out)
Only child, no siblings, no besties (No besties)
I couldn't do nothing right like a lefty (Whoo)
Bought my mama first hou' with the jug money (Alright)
Bought my mama second hou' with the club money (Show)
Me and Mama used to trap out the same house (Same house)
Used to eat and go da sleep at the same couch (Same couch)
Me and Mama got busted at the same time (Same time)
Went da court and told Judge the damn same lies (Same lies)
I could tell Mama proud of her only son
2 Chainz, I have always worn more than one (Alright)
Yeah, I'm real
I'm ill, ya know ya gotta feel
You popping pills
I'm rarer than two-dollar bills

I'm ju' tryna make my mama proud (Make my mama proud, yah)
I ain't tryna let my mama down (Down, down, down)
I'm ju' tryna make my mama proud, yeah (Proud, yah)
I ain't tryna let my mama down (Down, down, down)
My mama ain't raise no hoe
One more time, yeah, my mama ain't raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Damn)
Mama ain't raise no hoe (What? What?)
My mama ain't raise no hoe (4Hunnid, yeah)

My mama ain't raise no hoe (No hoe)
Cuh my mama ain't no hoe (No hoe)
My mama ain't raise no hoe (No hoe)
Drop a pin in ten and we at cha do', nigga
Hoe bitches getting fucked on the flo'
They cold-hearted, so you gotta do 'em cold
These hoes and my mama can't get along (Why?)
Cuh my mama ain't no hoe
I was running up a check (Check)
With the homies on the disk (Disk)
I was fucking up the pork (Pork)
I ain't ever do the Feds (Feds)
Got some YGs from the gang (Gang)
They'll do ya for a check (Check)
And you know I'm gang, gang 'cause that's only thing I rep (Gang-gang)
Mama
When I leave the house, it's for them dollars
You are the reason I bought that chopper
'Cause I know ya wanna see me come home proper
Soon as I get right, I said, 'I gotcha', then I gotcha

I'm ju' tryna make my mama proud (Make my mama proud, 4Hunnid, yah)
I ain't tryna let my mama down (Down, down, down)
I'm ju' tryna make my mama proud, yeah (Proud, yah)
I ain't tryna let my mama down (Down, down, down)
My mama ain't raise no hoe
One more time, yeah, my mama ain't raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Damn)
Mama ain't raise no hoe (What? What?)
My mama ain't raise no hoe (Yeah)

Mama taught me how da get that bankroll (Mama, yeah)
Vault up in my loft in case the bank closed (Vault, yeah)
Mama ain't have it all, we wore the same clothes (Have it all)
I kick the do', I kick the do', I risk it all for dough (I kick the do')
I found that .40-fo', it turn me to an animal (Fo', fo')
Got that wide load, niggas wasn't even compatible (Wide load)
Chopper firing, it sounding just like a rattler (Do-do-do, rat)
.223 caliber (Bah)
You ain't in my caliber (Uh, uh, uh)
Mama told me, 'Pray', 'cause they'll keep giving me thee buck' (Buck')
Sit on that G6, I'm flying high, Aladdin on the rug (Mama)
I put Goyard on my mama (Goyard)
Every nigga not cha partner, son, when you come up (Come up)
All them bitches in yo' face, son, they are piranhas (Eugh)
Stay up out the way, but beat him if he run up (Run up)
Mike Jack in his prime wit' Madonna (Hee-hee)
I'm ju' tryna bring her to my mama (Mama)

I'm ju' tryna make my mama proud (Make my mama proud, yah)
I ain't tryna let my mama down (Down, down, down)
I'm ju' tryna make my mama proud, yeah (Proud, yah)
I ain't tryna let my mama down (Down, down, down)
My mama ain't raise no hoe
One more time, yeah, my mama ain't raise no hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Damn)
Mama ain't raise no hoe (What? What?)
My mama ain't raise no hoe (Yeah)

(Do it for the hood, nigga, rep)
(Soufside with a F 'cause I'm fresh)
(Do it for the hood, nigga, rep)
(Soufside with a F 'cause I'm fresh)
57. Days And Days 3:14

You leave your home for days and day-ay-ays
Yeah (Hey)

Money ain't shit, bitches ain't neither (But, hey)
You know I'm on that grass, don't cut on the sprinklers (But, hey)
Pussy on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers (But, hey)
Niggas try da bite my style, but my style a jalapeño (Hey)
I got skinny-ass jeans, trucks on the pocket (But, hey)
Money talks, nigga, I'm caught up in that gossip (But, hey)
You know all my bitches badder, and all my Swishers fatter (But, hey)
I milk this shit like cattle
That's my word like Scrabble
And yo' main girl is a hoe
I go Wayne's World in her throat
She swallow so many nuts, you fuck around, find a squirrel in her throat
I go tapeworm in that hoe
Let my snake squirm in that hoe
Nigga, we take turns in that hoe
These niggas so green, they glow
I am the best thing since wet pussy, on my private jet wit' my chef cooking
So big-headed, my neck crooked, my niggas foul when the ref's looking
My big bro is Mack Maine, so much weed, I got grass stains
Deez nuts, that's baggage claim, I'm on them trees like Candy Canes
Lil Tunechi (Hey)

But, hey (Yeah, 2 Chainz)
But, hey

I might book me for a show (Show, but, hey)
Charge my ass the low and pick up the whole dough (Tell 'em, but, hey)
That's hustlenomics, I was high in my class pictures (But, hey)
I like math, all I did was add bitches (Hey)
Swagger galore
Got cha girl on all fo's (But, hey)
It's not doggy-style
I call it froggy-style (Hey)
You dog her out
I tell her, 'Hop in' (Hey, hop in)
2 Chainz, my first chain had a twin
Gas in my blunt, watching ESPN
And, if that pussy good, I wanna see her again
Yeah, I'm from College Park, and I got cha broad wit' me (Wit' me)
Saltwater pool, I can put a shark in it (Damn)
Everything authentic (True)
Plus, I named my pistols
Last name 'Fuck'
First name 'I Don't Give A' (Bah)
Pockets look pregnant
They 'bout to deliver
So when I start pimping
You know the procedure, yeah

You leave your home for days and day-ay-ays
Alright, uh (Hey)

All my niggas gangstas
All my bitches freaks (But, he—)
I tickle her pussy, got that pussy tickle pink (Hey)
I'm the heart of the streets, and I just skipped a beat (But, hey)
And if that pussy sweet, I want that candy, trick-or-treat (But, hey)
I got diamonds in my teeth, so all my words are precious (But—)
I'm so fucking hot, I ssss, I'ma need some more S's
Man, I'm on some other shit
I want another bitch
That want another bitch
And I don't cuddle, bitch
I hit her with that shovel dick, I got in that pussy and dug a ditch
Some people gotta punch the clock, man, I'd rather punch a brick
'Cause I'm that nigga, and I'm so cold, I just shivered
These niggas think they hard
These niggas just nipples
I pop a nigga like a 'sicle
Drop a nigga like a missile
Mo' money, mo' issues
I size you up, then fit chu
Tunechi

You leave your home for days and day-ay-ays
58. Kyrie & Luka 4:14

ATL, wassup, shawty?
NYC, yo-yo-yo, kid
D-Town, what up, doe?
Toni (Toni)

Standing on the speaker, tall as Burj Khalifa
Powder on the plate'll turn your girl into Eureka
Remember, if I don't see it, then I don't believe ya
I done done some pretty dumb things on the tequila
Birthday in Vegas, laying wit' my Weezy
Asked about her friends, she like, 'Boy, I don't believe ya'
I'm just tryna live and they turned it to evil
My partner is a Crip, the only thing he eat is seafood
School of hard knocks, I can fuck around and teach you (Uh)
License to kill and I just got 'em renewed (Uh)
Spoke da Def Jam and they talking 'bout a renote
Spoke da Ghazi and he can pay me in crypto (Yeah)
Bored Ape Yacht Club, yeah, I'm Ricky Steamboat
And ya know my vibe, I'm mixing mine with the pinot
I say, 'Scratch that, gone and bring it back like Preemo'
I say, 'Scratch that, gone and bring it back like Preemo'
You know my set, I'm throwing dollar signs
I lick her neck and turn the body to a waterslide
I'm in the bottom of my bag like some hot fries
Toni, Toni, Toni, Toni, Toni, that my top five, shit
Now watch me swag on this beat
Enough to make Rakim proud of me
You got my math and yo' bitch ass post some' negative
You coulda called me
I'm from the dark side, but the whip light-skin
I do what I wanna do like White men
I hit cha in the fucking head with the mic stand
I fuck my girl in the daytime on a nightstand
You ain't know that, did cha?
Real recognize real and you don't look familiar
I'm from Riverdale Road, we ain't got no river
Got the pole concealed behind the partition, listen
A trap nigga, I perform at bar mitzvah
A trap nigga, I perform at the Crystals
I ain't gon' fight, but I still tote pistols
Ain't gon' kill ya, all I gotta do is whistle
Damn, I think my whistle off (Off)
They've been plagiarizing, they've been stealing sauce (Sauce)
Soon as I see 'em, I'ma pick 'em off
I got a beard, but I must ask Ricky Ross (Huh)
God took his time wit' me
Kingpins wanna sign wit' me
Gunshots is truly Atlanta
While things are going left like Julius Randle
I got this shit lit, no need for a candle
Just like Kyrie, I got this shit handled (Yeah)
Just like Kyrie, I got this shit handled (Ayo)

Walking around your party, like, 'Where the party at?' (Yo, where the party at?)
Yeah, Bacardí and 'Gnac could lead to a cardiac
But I'm drunk and I give a fuck, like how Cardi act (Cardi)
I'm already back, I just had a run a my car da yack
Headache, an Aleve, I'ma need eight of 'em (Woah)
For Pete's sake, I've been stepping on leaf rakes again (Ow)
I keep waking up in the bed wit' complete strangers (The fuck are you?)
And I eat prazosin, get more chicks than Pete Davidson (Woah)
Man, I can't help it, I'm me (No)
I got the devil in me (Yup)
Let me put it more delicately (Here)
Fuck your feelings, I'm a felon, pussy, you're jealous of me
Prolly 'cause my cerebellum's a parabellum, pussy
Even if I swear da celibacy, I'd still be like a female that's hooking (Why?)
Ain't shit chu can do da stop me from selling, pussy (Oh)
Yeah, warped mind, your rhymes
Are so fucking washed up, I call 'em shorelines (Whoo)
But as long as a nine-year-old's mind is washable
I'ma search 'til I find the most awfullest line as possible (Yeah)
Mind is off, all I need is a small little pint of vodka
To be talked into tryna walk up inside of a Shriner's hospital and (*Gunfire*)
They're tryna make Marshall the guy responsible (For what?)
For little Joshua's giant arsenal
Like I'm also the reason his .9 is cocked and he brought his tool
And decides to hide it inside of his locker 'til the next time he's picked on at school
But chu're out of your gourd if you're thinking that I ain't killing this beat
I'm not even forcing myself da vomit, but if I had a fucking eating disorder
Or anorexia, believe me, I couldn't body this more for ya (Yeah)
Man, I'm beyond childish (Bitch)
When I'm on Valiums (Yeah)
Just like Mom downs 'em
They call it Munchausen (Why?)
'Cause she hands me some (Here)
Then says, 'Come on, chow, son (Chow, son)
These are non-drowsing (Uh?)
I mean, non-drowsy (Right)
But they'll help ya calm down some'
So, before I zonk out, I'm tryna make Ra' proud
I'm hoping this song riles him
I pop like nine-thousand, I'm outtie, five-thousand (Oh)
Hold up (One more thing)
Spit syllables on the mic in the booth
Like I'm at Drew's, even if I win or lose
I'm in the news, even my interviews (Yeah)
Get like five-million views, I get accused
Of misogyny because I will massage any bitch just like a masseuse
Mixing NyQuil and booze, Heineken brews
Hide 'em inside of my shoes, ah (Psych, what the fuck?)
I'm just playing (Fucking mumble rap)
59. Extremely Blessed 3:52

I love that cha love what cha do
And just like any other girl
Baby, I'll love you the same
I know you gotta go, the DJ is calling you to the stage
Go ahead, baby, do your thing
Honey (Oh-oh-oh) complexion

Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus
Named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big-face Rolexes
While she's undressing
Man, I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Yeah)
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Oh, this about chu, babe)
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (True)
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Let go)
Ah-ah-ah

Give us this day our daily bread
If you a chicken head, go somewhere and lay some eggs, I make you
Make yo' bed
Take that head
I got a move that will break yo' leg, know what I’m talking about (Talking about)
Known a kill pussy, nigga, chalk it out (Chalk it out)
Our first date was the Waffle House (Waffle House)
Different day (Different day)
Different escapades
If they-on't like it, they opinions like Escalade's (Escalade's)
Everybody got one (Everybody got one, honey, oh-oh-oh, complexion)

Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus
Named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big-face Rolexes
While she's undressing
Man, I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Yep)
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah)
She slow-grinded the whole time (Yeah)
I told her, 'Have a seat, chu sitting on a gold mine' (Gold mine)
B-Big ass, long hair, thick thighs
Eat Lobster tail like French Fries, uh, yeah
I’m the type da buy you a car for the fifth time
This skinny nigga doing big time
Oh, wait
Dinner dates, I demonstrate how da penetrate
If you ain't wit' it, then its elimi-date (Honey, elimi-date, oh-oh-oh, complexion)

Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus
Named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big-face Rolexes
While she's undressing
Man, I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Yep)
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Tell 'em)
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah (Yep)
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah

Baby, let’s roll away, ah-ah-ah-ah
Get lost in this day, ah-ah-ah-ah
Say, 'It's okay', ah-ah-ah-ah
Come to me (Whoo)
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah
Extremely blessed
Extremely blessed, ah-ah-ah
60. Rule The World 4:06

Yeah
Uh-huh
Hitmaka
2 Chainz (2 Chainz)

Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it (Yeah)
Praying he make it home like I'm used to it
Praying he make it home, I got used to it (Used to it)
Praying he make it home like I'm used to it
Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it
Praying he make it home, I got used to it
Praying he make it home like he used to it
I realized we could rule the world (Hey-hey)
I realized we could rule the world (Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah)

Fell in love with a real one, this a dedication (Oh, yeah, wow)
Had 'em patiently waiting for a revelation (Oh, yeah, uh)
Even when I ain't around, ain't no separation (Hey)
Your skin's smooth, your eyes brown and you're far from basic (Oh, yay)
Then we go da different places wit' no suitcases (Hmm, wow)
But when we come back, we got suitcases (Hmm, yeah)
Right now, I use love for a medication (Hmm, love)
Back in the day, I'd shoot Cupid wit' no hesitation (Oh, yay, bah, bah)
I got more than 40 acres for my reparations (Hey, uh)
Pussy on my navigation, that's my destination (Yay, tell 'em)
Please don't never tell on me, baby (Never tell)
That mean don't call 12 on me, baby (Don't call 12)
As long as the meal prepared for me, baby (Oh, yay, it's prepared)
The mills I prepare, I share wit' cha, baby (Oh, yay, share)
Of course they gon' like this shit, look at it (Look)
Everybody ain't happy, then look at me

Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it (Hmm, used to it)
Praying he make it home like I'm used to it (Oh, yeah-hey)
Praying he make it home, I got used to it (Oh, yeah)
Praying he make it home like I'm used to it (Yeah)
Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it
Praying he make it home, I got used to it (Wow)
Praying he make it home like he used to it (Wow, tell 'em, baby)
I realized we could rule the world
I realized we could rule the world (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

Why don't we
Ride fo'-deep?
Rode so far
We
On E
She
On E
She
On me (Yeah, yeah)
Let's try that way, okay
Shawty came in
Walking like a model
Shaped like a bottle
She know if she mess with me, it's gon' be trouble
I'ma bust that bubble
I'ma always love her
Mess up all the covers (Yeah, yeah)
Watch me break it down like a folding chair
See me in the Chain Reactions, I got 40 pair
Sorry I ain't answer the phone, I was slapping ass
Last night ain't answer, I was pulling hair
Y'all
Know me
So
Lowkey
All this ice on
I got
Cold feet
My
Shawty bad
She a
Trophy
She like da lay on me
And call me cozy
Yeah

Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it
Praying he make it home like I'm used to it
Praying he make it home, I got used to it (Pray for me)
Praying he make it home like I'm used to it (Alright)
Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it (Skrrt)
Praying he make it home, I got used to it (Skrrt)
Praying he make it home like he used to it
I realized we could rule the world
I realized we could rule the world (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

Skrrt (Yeah)
Yeah
I'ma trap it out one way or another (Yee)
Yeah (Oh)
One thing about love, they say it's blind (Mmm-mmm-mmm)
No matter where you're from (Oh-oh-oh, yee)
You gon' bump into it one day (Yee)
True
61. Both Eyes Closed 4:22

(Hah)
(Huh?)
(Huh?)
We got London on da Track
(Drop-top)
(Wop)
If Young Metro don't trust ya, I'm gon' shoot chu
Cartier frames

Call me fo' eyes
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed (Skrrt)
A lot of people still got a lotta shit to say
About the clothes and the pics I post (Huh?)
But it's a beautiful day outside da day (Yeah)
Don't know what car I'ma drive today
Promoter (Pew) just brought me two-hunnid grand
And I'ma count it by hand, all hundreds (Hah), with both eyes (Wop) closed (I've got a)

Chick so fine, make a blind man see her (Whoo)
She running through my mind, that's a fine idea (Yeah)
And I ain't Blake Griffin, Ion't drive no Kia (Huh?)
If it ain't ten-mil', I can't sign no deal (No)
I'm all about a check, fresh Nikes, let's do it (Checks)
And I spy a bitch that wanna straight get to it (I spy)
Trap tutorial, riding down Memorial (Yoom)
From the bando to the Waldorf Astoria (Woah)
If you-on't like da see niggas shine, then close your eyes then (Heh)
We on a private island, vibing da violins
Autobiography, Gucci Mane the author (Huh?)
And I'm the trap sponsor, Gucci Mane's the father (Yeah)
An eight-figure nigga just walked into Walter's (What?)
If you ain't getting money, then move out of Georgia (Go)
Hunnid tapes and going, go check my discography (Woah)
The freshest nigga living, go check your photography (It's Gucci, Cartier frames)

Call me fo' eyes
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed (Skrrt)
A lot of people still got a lotta shit to say
About the clothes and the pics I post (Huh?)
But it's a beautiful day outside da day (Yeah)
Don't know what car I'ma drive today
Promoter (Pew) just brought me two-hunnid grand
And I'ma count it by hand (2 Chainz), all hundreds (Hah), with both eyes (Wop) closed

I ju' drove the Tesla wit' both eye' closed (True)
Made a hunnid-thousand on the one-eyed stove (Alright)
Two-tone Wraith and a two-tone PP
Walked out of Gucci with the two-tone GG (Tell 'em)
Bulletproof Rhino, coke color albino
Yeah, my sauce A1, no Fogo de Chão
Making money in piles, selling people the pyro
Click the link in the bio, I'm the illest that I know
I'm the illest to rivals, all my cars got a title
Had a rock just like Tidal, sell a preacher the Bible
I'm a hustler for real
Sell a hospital vitals
Sell my cousin some Adderall 'cause he taking his finals
Tity Boi your highness
Make it through any crisis
All I do is look straight
All the bullshit behind us
Got the 'Ye on the bracelet
Got the 'Ye on the frame
Got the 'Ye on the watch
Wore the 'Ye to the game (Cartier, 'Ye to the game, frames)

Call me fo' eyes
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed (Skrrt, yah)
A lot of people still got a lotta shit to say
About the clothes and the pics I post (Huh? True)
But it's a beautiful day outside da day (It's a beautiful day da night, yeah)
Don't know what car I'ma drive today (I'ma drive)
Promoter (Pew) just brought me two-hunnid grand
And I'ma (Hah) count it by (Yeah) hand, all (Yeah, whoo) hundreds (Hah), with both eyes (Hol' up, Wop) closed

Don't mean a brag and boast (Ayy), but I be fresher than most (Ayy)
Ran through my first million playing on the West Coast (Trap)
Keep some pretty girls 'round me everywhere that I go (Whoo)
We made it out the streets, pop a bottle, let's make a toast (Yep)
I run circles 'round square niggas with a blindfold (Huh?)
She said, 'Let's make love', want me da fuck wit' my eyes closed (What?)
But Lil' Mama so fine, when she took her clothes off
I went straight in it, both eyes closed
(You crazy, bruh)
Hah, wait a minute (Wait)
I'm fresh as fuck, let me strike a pose (It's Dolph)
Hands down, iced up, white and rose gold (Yeah)
She walking 'round my penthouse in my Versace robe (Hah)
Since a juvenile, I stuck to the G code (Uh-huh)
Serving out the kitchen, but I never touched the stove (Nah)
I told my bitch, 'You mines now, ye' ain't gotta work' (No)
Just keep it real and let's go spend the mils (Cartier frames, yeah)

Call me (Yeah) fo' (Yeah) eyes (Yeah)
Still can cook (Yeah) a deuce up (Yeah) with both eyes closed (Yeah, skrrt, yeah, yeah)
A lot of people still got a lotta shit to say
About the clothes and the pics I post (Huh? Fuck 'em)
But it's a beautiful day outside da day (Yeah)
Don't know what car I'ma drive today
Promoter (Pew) just brought me two-hunnid grand
And I'ma count it by hand, all hundreds (Hah), with both eyes (Wop) closed
62. Iced Out 3:12

Ooh
Lil Pump
Yeah
Huh?
Lil Pump
Lil Pump
2-17 on the track, man

I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced-out ring (Yeah)
Foreign bitch wit' me (Huh?)
She do anything (Damn)
Yeah, she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (Oh, shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch, it's Gucci Gang (Yeah)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced-out ring (Yeah, damn)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced out ring (Yeah, damn)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced out ring (Yeah)
Yeah, she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (Oh, shit)

Iced-out chain
Iced-out ring
Yeah, I feel like Gucci Mane, diamonds Aquafina, rain
I could pay your bitch a trip
Maseratis at the crib
She just love the way I drip
Only wear designer kicks
Ayy, ayy, iced-out chain, I'm a walking Brinks truck
Keep my thang tucked
If I bust, you better stay ducked
Dropped out 9th grade
Dropped out straight
To the Milwaukee Bucks
Could've been at Harvard serving juugs, but I don't give a fuck

I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced-out ring (Yeah)
Foreign bitch wit' me (Huh?)
She do anything (Damn)
Yeah, she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (Oh, shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch, it's Gucci Gang (Yeah)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced-out ring (Yeah, damn)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced out ring (Yeah, damn)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced out ring (Yeah)
Yeah, she love my diamonds (Deuces)
That bitch wanna (Deuces) give me brain (Deuces, oh, shit)

Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, freezing (Ice, freezing)
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, sneezing (Achoo, sneezing)
4, 5, 6 on (4, 5, 6 on)
Neck on freon (Neck on freon)
Yellow like I peed on (Yellow like I peed on)
Ion't fuck wit' peons (Peons)
Primetime, Deion (Primetime, Deion)
What's up, Lil Pump? (What's up, Lil Pump?)
12 gauge, lil' pump (Lil', lil' pump)
Get money, rule one (Rule one)
Lil' waist, big butt (Big butt)
I like the way it sit up (Sit up)
Ye' ain't really getting money (What?)
Put that lil' shit up (Hah, lil' shit up)
I make 'em open sto's (Yeah)
I make 'em close the sto' (Yeah)
I'm in the Gucci sto' (What?)
I'm 'bout da overdose (Huh)
Pockets on overload
I never sold my soul
She want me da turn her on
I got the remote control

I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced-out ring (Yeah)
Foreign bitch wit' me (Huh?)
She do anything (Damn)
Yeah, she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (Oh, shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch, it's Gucci Gang (Yeah)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced-out ring (Yeah, damn)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced out ring (Yeah, damn)
I-Iced-out chain (Yeah)
I-Iced out ring (Yeah)
Yeah, she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (Oh, shit)

Iced-out chain (Yeah)
Iced-out ring (Yeah)
Iced-out chain (Yeah)
Iced-out ring (Yeah)
Iced-out chain (Yeah)
Iced-out ring (Yeah)
Yeah, she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (Oh, shit)
63. Momma, I Hit A Lick 2:54

Chilly
Chilly (Yeah)
Chilly
Chilly (What?)
Wake up (Up)
Count Chilly (Huh)
I'm up (Up)
Count Chilly (Up)
Tell my mama I hit a lick (Huh)
Tell my mama I hit a lick (Lick)
Huh, Mama
I hit a lick (Huh)
Mama
I hit a lick (Huh)
I'm

Coming, baby, send the address (Skrrt)
Progress, never digress (Never)
Your last one didn't pass the fly test (Tell 'em)
I eat rappers, no digest
Fuck a piece, I want the whole pie graph (Yeah)
Money taller than a giraffe (Tall)
Feng shui by the mic stand
Have you ever had two one-night stands? (Have you ever?)
I'm a emperor, very sinister
Somewhere smoking on indica (Mmm)
Fox on me like Vivica (Mmm)
I pray fo' befo' meals, spiritual
Wack ace, bet a big face (Yeah)
They want my spot, they wanna switch place (Yeah)
They want the ga', wanna sip Ace (Yeah)
Baow, baow, straight to the face (Baow)
I'm taking my lawyer the whole briefcase (Whole)
Making a play in the police face (Nah)
They was like, 'Man, he fresh' (Hah)
I was like, 'Go, DJ' (Go)
When they played chour new shit
I was like, 'No, DJ' (No)
You can go on and skip that
I buy a house and flip that (Flip that)

Chilly
Chilly (Chilly)
Chilly (Chilly)
Chilly (Count it)
Wake up (Up)
Count Chilly (Huh)
I'm up (Up)
Count Chilly (Huh)
Tell my mama I hit a lick (Huh, hit it)
Tell my mama I hit a lick
Huh, Mama
I hit a lick (Huh)
Mama
I hit a lick (Huh)

(Ah)
Fall off in this bitch, I ball off in this bitch
My commas hit the flo', ya crawl off in this bitch
I threw a hunnid mo', ya stall off in this bitch
And then I vámonos, applaud me in this bitch
C-notes, B-notes, P-notes all up in this bitch
Man, y'all not in this bitch, y'all are not familiar
Y'all are immigrants, the law not in this bitch, I
Fuck the opp, no competitor
Got into it wit' my bitch last night
She was right, but I had to get at her
Two popped bands and they dance on my waist
Hit the face, that's the editor
Ion't take pics on a jet, lil' nigga
This shit regular, G5s all in my backyard
Sit cha roody-poos in the nosebleed
Now my pockets holding big protein
Big, big protein
I leveled up past Fab Five
Your favorite rapper Desperate Housewives
Playing wit' me get cha chastised
Milk 'em all 'til I'm satisfied
They didn't fall for it, strategize
Switch the flow 'cause they know niggas like identity theft
Oh, ya got like me? (Say less)
Oh, ya pop like me? (Say less)
Mask keep a nigga (In check)
Huh, swag keep a nigga (Wit' checks)
Huh, tags on my wall (Success)
Huh, played the underdog, now, flex

Chilly (Chilly)
Chilly (Chilly)
Chilly (Chilly)
Chilly (Chilly)
Wake up (Up)
Count Chilly (Huh)
I'm up (Up)
Count Chilly (Huh)
Tell my mama I hit a lick (Huh, lick)
Tell my mama I hit a lick
Huh, Mama
I hit a lick (Huh)
Mama
I hit a lick (Huh)

(Mama)
(I hit a lick)
(Mama)
(I hit a lick)
64. Work For It 4:52

Woah
Yeah
Woah, woah, Don (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
You made me wanna
You (Make—), you, you (Make me, uh-huh)
DJ Khaled (Khaled)
Woah, woah

Make me give up everything I worked fo' (You gon' made me)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Woah, woah, fo')
Sunday, you ain't go da church though (Church though)
I still bless ya (Woah), but cha know what come first though (Woah)
M-Make me give up everything I worked fo' (You gon' made me, work, work)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Work, woah)
Sunday, that's what they pray da church fo' (Church fo', oh, God)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Woah, woah, fo')

You, you gon' get this Rollie off the wrist, yeah (Off the wrist, yeah)
You gon' have my phone full of all yo' pics, yeah-yeah (Boom)
You gon' have me flying in and out of town (Town)
You said you've been losing weight and dropping pounds (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Damn, I think I'm 'bout da leave the one I'm with (Leave the one)
Start a new relationship wit' chu, this is what cha do (That's what cha do)
I had cha after twelve, but chu came right after at two (Two)
I could have anything I'd want, but I still want chu
That's the truth (Truth, truth)
I'm not really into the sentimentals (Woah)
Just me and you behind the tinted windows (Woah)
While ya throwing all these innuendos
We just finna fuck up all the incidentals at the SLS (Woah, woah, oh, oh)
That's LA confidential (Yeah-yeah)
Show me everything that cha've been through (Yeah, woah)
We only do what we meant to, like, 'Woah' (Woah, woah)
This that titties-on-the-glass, pull-the-curtains-shit (You gon' made me, woah)
This that fuck-you-in-the-air, no-service-dick (You gon' made me, no)
This that call-his-ass-right-now (Woah, damn), say-you're-deserting-him (You gon' made me, brr)
This that call-him-while-we-fucking-so-he-heard-the-shit (So he heard)
Damn

Make me give up everything I worked fo' (You gon' made me)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Woah, woah, woah, fo')
Sunday, you ain't go da church though (Church though)
I still bless ya (Woah), but cha know what come first though (Woah)
M-Make me give up everything I worked fo' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you gon' made me)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Work, work, woah)
Sunday (Woah), that's what they pray da church fo' (Oh, God, it's Gucci)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Money stalking me, its like the money talk to me (Huh?)
So if you ain't talking 'bout money, then don't talk to me (Shh)
I work wit' dope boys
I keep a fork on me (Skrrt)
I'm in my drop-top
But won't let cha get the drop on me (Ketchup)
I keep the yop on me and trouble seems to follow me
I take my pistol to the mall, my pistol shop with me (Damn)
That bitch is jocking me, and young niggas admire me (Yeah)
But I'm a product of the streets so they won't hire me (2 Chainz, Wop)

Can't let cha play me off the streets, you know I got kids (Whoo)
And more major keys than a locksmith
Yuh, I could teach you niggas how da rock this (Rock this)
My bed was a pallet on the carpet (Alright, uh)
My ride was a bus named 'MARTA' (Tell 'em, uh)
Pillow full of Estée Lauder (Lil' bitch, yeah)
Nigga, I'm allergic to a Charger (Achoo, whoo)
None' but foreign cars in my garage, ah (Garage, ah)

Make me give up everything I worked fo' (You gon' made me)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Woah, woah, woah, fo')
Sunday, you ain't go da church though (Church though)
I still bless ya (Woah), but cha know what come first though (Make up, woah, prr)
M-Make me give up everything I worked fo' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you gon' made me)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Work, work, woah)
Sunday (Work), that's what they pray da church fo' (Oh, God)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Woah, woah, woah, woah, damn)

I'm taking risks, she taking pills, taking pics (Damn)
Day job night job, Jamaican shit (Uh-huh)
I stick to the basics, not a basic bitch (No, no)
You deserve a young, young legendary
Heartthrob speeding up your respiratory (Woah)
Treat these others hoes secondary (Whoo)
I couldn't even cheat wit' my secretary (No, no)
Faithful to you even when I'm on road (Hah)
Even if I'm on a different coast
I'ma still make you feel close, Mama (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm addicted to your ass and titties (Damn)
When you dance, the bedroom turn a Magic City (Swerve, swerve, swerve)
Got my ass throwing hunnids, fifties
Outta thin air, yeah, that's magic tricking (Outta thin air)
I take you to the Caribbean (Caribbean)
Make your mind as clear as the water you swimming in (Swim, swim)
In and out that bitch like we amphibians (Woah)
I won't change you up next season (Yeah)
For another chick like they did Aunt Vivian (Woah, woah)
I'ma put cha on the business ends (I know)
I'ma divy up the dividends
I'ma show ya what the fuck commitment is, baby (Bounce)
Make me give up everything I worked fo' (Gang, work, work)
You gon' made me give (Bounce, woah)
Girl, you made me wanna leave the one I'm with (Leave the one)
Start a new relationship wit' chu (Woah, woah), this feel like déjà vu (Vu, vu)

M-M-Make me give up everything I worked fo' (You gon' made me)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Fo')
Sunday, that's what they pray da church fo' (Lil' church)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Do it, do it, damn)
Make me give up everything I worked fo' (Do it, do it, do it, damn)
You gon' made me give up everything I worked fo' (Work, work)

Sunday ('Day)
(Make me, do it, do it, do it, damn)
(Make me, do it, damn, make me)
(What I worked fo', work, work)
(Do it, do it, do it, damn, do it)
(You made me wanna)
(Oh, my God)
(Damn)
(Damn, damn)
65. Hijack 3:06

Pussy, money, weed, got all that (All that)
Nigga, talk shit
Get cha head cracked (Whoo)
Riding with the racks
Thang on my lap (Hah)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Pussy, money, weed, got all that (Whoo)
Nigga, talk shit
Get cha head cracked (Baow)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Pussy, money, weed, got all that (It's the hooligan, all that)

Drop-top one-shot shooter (Baow)
Money on my mind, bitch, I'm all about the mula (Whoo)
Motherfucking beast, bitch, call me King Koopa (Hah)
Got bitches like Hooters
We ain't smoking that hookah (Whoo)
Big kush, paparazzi in the bush
Mobb Deep, now they shook, got a castle full of crooks (Crooks)
Hijack like the hook
All the bitches wanna fuck
I'm a good-ass nigga, Ion't need no luck (Nah)
Good Molly
Partying in the after party
Pull up in the Rolls, but I'm leaving in a red 'Rari (Skrrt)
All my niggas getting money like Saudis (Whoo)
Black Mafia shit, Young Gotti (Hah)

Pussy, money, weed, got all that (All that)
Nigga, talk shit
Get cha head cracked (Whoo)
Riding with the racks
Thang on my lap (Hah)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Pussy, money, weed, got all that (Whoo)
Nigga, talk shit
Get cha head cracked (Baow)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah, 2 Chainz)
Pussy, money, weed, got all that (If, all that)

You believe in having sex, say, 'Me too'
Me too (Me too)
I'm riding in my roof, look see-through (True)
I got fo's on the back like preschool (Tell 'em)
Marijuana, money, and vagina
I got plaques on my walls, you got gingivitis
Still sell a brick like I won't retire
Hijack your bitch (Bitch)
Steal yo' wifey
Man, my chopper go hyphy, you got cho' bitch in some Nikes
I got my bitch wit' some dykes and she saying she like it
We were down in Pari' (Down in Pari')
Keeping it Eiffling (Keeping it Eiffling)
Youse was at home (Youse was at home)
Keeping it trifling
Uh

Pussy, money, weed, got all that (All that)
Nigga, talk shit
Get cha head cracked (Whoo)
Riding with the racks
Thang on my lap (Hah)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Pussy, money, weed, got all that (Whoo)
Nigga, talk shit
Get cha head cracked (Baow)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Steal your bitch
Call it hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Hijack (Hah)
Pussy, money, weed, got all that (All that)
66. It's Nothing 3:48

I built this family on loyalty
Hmm-mmm
Uh (Uh)

Count another grip, smoke another zip (Smoke another zip)
Let them young niggas tell it, I be on my shit (I be on my shit)
Make a hunnid K, spend it all today (Spend it all today)
What can I say? My DNA is Givenchy (Is Givenchy)
What my swag is? Retarded
What I'm driving? Ferrari
What I'm rocking? Armani, Gianni, Versace, huh? (Huh?)
Fuck around and I'll buy one of you broke niggas (Broke niggas)
My change?
Insane
My chain?
Oh, that thing?

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
Stacking cheese 'til my bread right
Smoking trees 'til my head right
Did it all on my own, so
I'ma spend all my bread, like:
'It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing' (Ooh)
Stacking cheese 'til my bread right
Smoking trees 'til my head right
Did it all on my own, so
I'ma spend all my bread, like:
'It's nothing
It's nothing (Yeah)
It's nothing
It's nothing (Uh)
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing (2 Chainz)
It's nothing' (My)

Hair longer than your girl (Girl)
Go, shawty, it's your world (Yeah)
Subzero flow
When I spit
I see snow-flurries (Tell 'em)
Scarface, all-all out, all-all-all I want in this world (World)
I mean, all I want for lunch (Lunch)
Is a blunt
And your girl (Damn)
It ain't none' da me, but it's some' da you
Count money like it's some' da do (Some' da do)
Summertime, I'm like, 'Fuck the roof' (Fuck the roof)
Wintertime, I'm in 'Lo boots, and, uh
It's nothing
I like being high because it's a better view, and
I told ya hoe my chain so cold, it's on Theraflu
Uh

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
Stacking cheese 'til my bread right
Smoking trees 'til my head right
Did it all on my own, so
I'ma spend all my bread, like:
'It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing' (Ooh)
Stacking cheese 'til my bread right
Smoking trees 'til my head right
Did it all on my own, so
I'ma spend all my bread, like:
'It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing'

You niggas chasing money, I'm on top of it (I'm on top of it)
If it ain't money, don't know what the topic is (Don't know what the topic is)
Don't come out 'til next year, that mean I'm rocking it (That mean I'm rocking it)
Order thirty-seven bottles, call it popping shit (Call it popping shit)
Goddamn (Goddamn)
What chu on? (What chu on?)
A private plane? (A private plane?)
Fuck you on? (Fuck you on?)
Party in South of France when it's cold (When it's cold)
Used to rock all that old shit 'til it got old ('Til it got old)

It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
Stacking cheese 'til my bread right
Smoking trees 'til my head right
Did it all on my own, so
I'ma spend all my bread, like:
'It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing' (Ooh)
Stacking cheese 'til my bread right
Smoking trees 'til my head right
Did it all on my own, so
I'ma spend all my bread, like:
'It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing'
67. El Chapo Jr 3:10

(El Chapo Jr)
(El Chapo Jr)
(El Chapo Jr)
(El Chapo Jr)
(El Chapo Jr)
(El Chapo Jr, 2-17 on the track, man)
(El Chapo Jr)

I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr (Yeah)
I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr (Ya dig)
Anywhere on the map
I bring it to ya
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
I'ma bring it to ya (I wear Versace like it's Nike)

You-on't like it, do ya? (You-on't like it)
I bet cha feel this bankroll if I bump into ya (Whoop)
Oh, yeah
Chopper bullets flying e'rywhere
Pop-pop-pop
Got them chopper bullets flying e'rywhere, uh
.223 chopper clip as long as Stacey Augmon (Augmon)
In the restaurant, I order 2 fried lobsters (Lobsters)
Napkin on my Balmains (Balmains)
Smoking with Lil' Mama (Mama)
Like, 'Fuck yo' baby daddy, his daddy should've worn a condom', ooh
All these grams on me
All these bands on me
Make her wanna dance on me and put her hands on me (Huh, whoo)
Sprinter van on me, I got them Xans on me
Driveway so damn long, by the time I leave, I'm damn asleep (Fuck you mean?)

I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr (Yeah)
I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr (Ya dig)
Anywhere on the map
I bring it to ya
El Chapo Jr (El Chapo Jr)
El Chapo Jr (El Chapo Jr)
El Chapo Jr (El Chapo Jr)
I'ma bring it to ya (I done put so many on)

I can't fall off
Tryna see how much the West End Mall costs, oh, yeah
I might buy a Maybach and paint it all gold
Buy a crib, fill the rooms up wit' all stoves
Wish I could tell ya what she doing da me
Pocket full of money, that's bluer than the sea
I feel like I just paid off the plug
Drop the top off the whip, hair-line receding
High last night, so I woke up this evening
Can't pimp me, so, don't cha tip me
Rims on the car, make it six-feet
So I can park the car wherever the blimps be
I want a bird for my birthday, I drink syrup wit' no pancakes, yeah
Bitche' 'round my pool, I make them hoe' look like my landscape, yeah
El Chapo JR-R (R. Rules)
Multicolor A.R. rules (R. Rules)
Looking like I play ball (R. Rules)
Tell 'em keep they day jobs, uh

I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr (Yeah)
I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap
El Chapo Jr (Ya dig)
Anywhere on the map
I bring it to ya
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr
I'ma bring it to ya
68. Duffle Bag Boy 4:20

Yeah (Yeah, weed and syrup)
'Til I die (Okay)
M16 (M16)
New Playaz Circle (New Playaz Circle)
As a matter of fact, it's gon' kill me, bitch (Bitch)
'Cause you ain't, hah ('Cause you ain't, hah, tell 'em, shawty)
So, get high (Tell 'em, Weezy, bah, bah)
Or get low
Yeah
If

Ion't do nothing, I'ma ball (I'ma ball)
I'm counting all day like the clock on the wall (Clock on the wall)
Now, go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
Said go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
Get money
I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Look, honey
I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Get money (Okay, get money)

The beat so hot, the flow is so ice cold
Walk into the Gucci store, honey, I'm home
I am on my shit, I need a Pamper on (Yeah)
Toilet paper on the side for example, homie
I get money
I know you niggas ain't heard no shit like this
And while you wishing on that falling star
I'm in a foreign car, smoking out with the doors ajar
Suede sunroof, hanging out the big top (Top)
We leave the dealership, head to the rim shop (Shop)
You niggas barely dressing, I got thousands piling
That's that salad dressing, I'm on my Thousand Island
Wiling, styling, I be
I get so much money, it's my I.D., don't try me
And if I don't do nothing, I'ma fucking ball
And I ain't 'bout da start running, nah, nigga, nah (Yeah, if)

Ion't do nothing, I'ma ball (I'ma ball)
I'm counting all day like the clock on the wall (Clock on the wall)
Now, go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
Said go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
Get money
And I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Look, honey
I said I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Get money (Get money, ain't nutting to a boss)

We balling when you see us
We hear them haters calling, they too far off da see us
Unless they got they glasses on, get cho' bifocal game
Class is now in session, now, try da stay focused, mane
Your boy ain't good enough
Style ain't hood enough
Would've could've should've won't do with us
True enough
Meet a hoe
Break a hoe
Never nothing new da us
Turning hoes to housewives never been cool with us
Soon enough, all these dealers is gonna catch up
'Til then, fuck it, I'm winning, so I'ma stack up
Flows like the river, the current is so rapid
Hit with the ratchet, that's how shit happens
Next time you're yapping, make sure it be about big money talk
Let that lil' money walk (Yeah)
Call me what cha want, but don't call me for fronts (Yeah)
Southside, I got what cha want, come holla at me (If)

Ion't do nothing, I'ma ball (I'ma ball)
I'm counting all day like the clock on the wall (Clock on the wall)
Said go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
Now, go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
And, baby
I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Look, honey
I said I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Get money (Get money, if)
Ion't do nothing, I'ma ball (I'ma ball)
I'm counting all day like the clock on the wall (Clock on the wall)
Said go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
Now, go and get cho' money, little duffle bag boy (Bag boy)
Get money
And I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Get money
I ain't never ran from a nigga
And I damn sure ain't 'bout da pick today da start running
Get money (Get money)
69. Out Of Sight 3:22

Ayy (Ayy)
Ayy (Ayy)
R-R-Run-Run (Run)

Here come the menaces to sobriety, like, 'What?' (What?)
Super thuggers thumping on the cut (Run-run, run)
My motherfucking Uzi weighs a ton
Hit the drum 'til you hear it go 'brrum-pum-pum-pum' (Run-run, run)
Piety just really isn't us, what a rush
See you cutting up a pie, that's my lunch (Run-run, run)
Run yo' motherfucking pockets when I come
It's a honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, ever-ready baby boy of Bettie, moving extra heavy
Whipping Chevys, gotta get it, eat spaghetti with the mobsters
Vegan bitches, feed 'em dick 'cause they don't eat no steak and lobster
Sosa was my hero, homie, Tony's just a fucking chazzer (Out of sight)
Out of mind, out of touch, out of time
Man, I'll smoke a bogie backwards with a thumb up, like, 'It's fine' (Run, run)
Save yourself, I say, 'Selflessly defiant'
Leave me here da drown in glory, you're too good a cross that line (Run-run, run)
Tragically struck down in my prime
By the speed at which the bags are dropping, shoulda watched the sky
You don't wanna live this life, it's really not sublime
I'm only doing what I want while (Out) hocking loogies at the swine (Out of sight, ayy, oh-oh-oh)

R-T-J
What chu say? (What chu say?)
What chu say? (Ayy)
I don't give a fuck, out-out-out-out of sight (Ayy, oh-oh-oh)
R-T-J
What chu say? (What chu say?)
What chu say? (Ayy)
What cha gonna do? What cha gonna do?

We the motivating, devastating, captivating
Ghost and Rae relating product of the fucking '80s
Coke-dealing babies, never regulating, bag accumulating
It would not be overstating to say they are underrating
The pride of Brooklyn and a Grady baby
We don't need no compliments or confidence
Our attitude and latitude is 'fuck you, pay me'
Next summer, leather bombers, dookie ropes, and smoking indica
Ain't a team as mean and clean as J. Meline and Michael Render, bruh
TV got no temperature
Even if it did
Bitch, we cool as penguin pussy on the polar cap peninsula
Colder than your baby mama heart (Uh)
When she find out you've been fucking with that other broad and you ain't got that rent for her
I know you just about McFucking had it, our shit is just magic
Go figure, the runts of the litter did it without scamming
Was frying in the fat of the land, now your man is mashing
We back of the class and laughing, you raising a hand and tattling
Mike shitted in your locker, then left a note with a winky face
Meet us at 3 o'clock if you wanna do something tragic
We'll shrinky-dinky all of that yapping, it's automated
The gears of the rapper shredder want (Out) action and it'll have it (Out of sight)
You know I'm popping, the product of fucking poverty
I'm cool as AC and you niggas, you just wannabes
I slide on tracks like home plate
Ride beats like road rage
Got a crib in like four states, uh
I get a text, like, 'Stay safe'
Text back, 'I miss that pussy, be home soon and I can't wait'
I came from a dream, triple-beam, and some gray tape (Yeah)
Assistant went shopping, put my bags in the A8
'Hello, Mr. Big Safe', the bank teller tryna get ranked
I buy a hot-dog stand if I'm tryna be frank
Just left the hospital, making sure my nigga was straight
And sent bail a couple dollars (Out) 'til they give him a date
Toni (Out of sight, ayy, oh-oh-oh)

R-T-J
What chu say? (What chu say?)
What chu say? (Ayy)
Ion't give a fuck, out-out-out-out of sight (Ayy, oh-oh-oh)
R-T-J
What chu say? (What chu say?)
What chu say? (Ayy)
What cha gonna do? What cha gonna do?
70. Night Riders 3:54

Major Lazer
Word
Straight up

Outlaw
Outlaw
Like I hit the PowerBall
Once all eyes is on me
Floating off like Southpaw
Niggas love da count yours
Hoping that cha paper fall
Wishing death upon me
But I'm here forevermore (Straight up)
I just get debated on
I just get my greatest on
Saint Laurent on speed dial
I just put the latest on
Bring it on
Bring it on, you want war, then bring it on
Set this bitch on fire, nigga
We can have a sing-along

You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight, we gonna set the streets on fire
All I need is the gas and the lighter
And we'll have one hell of a time
You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight, we gonna set the streets on fire (La Flame)
All I need is the gas and the lighter
(2 Chainz)
And we'll have one hell of a time
(Straight up)

I got a California king in my condo
Got a motherfucking big screen by the front do'
Got a guest bedroom filled up wit' fur coats
Nigga, ain't no room in this bitch to even jump rope, yeah
The fire and desire and I'm higher than my prior
My attire I acquire might require a Maliah
Woah, might accept ya and deny ya, no denial
I'll be in the courtroom on the table screaming, 'Rider'

You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight, we gonna set the streets on fire
All I need is the gas and the lighter
And we'll have one hell of a time
You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight, we gonna set the streets on fire (La Flame)
All I need is the gas and the lighter
And we'll have one hell of a time
(Straight up)

Tell them likkle pussy deh nuh violate, violate
21 outta di clip me fire straight
White line, yellow tape, book your flight, look a date
Send di pussy back da di maker, whether hell or higher gate, yeah
Clip big, diss badman, you get a split wig, split wig
Undertaker look see what a sick did
West Coast, East Coast, we love weapons
Bullet through your fucking vest, left your chest exposed

You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight, we gonna set the streets on fire
All I need is the gas and the lighter
And we'll have one hell of a time
You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight, we gonna set the streets on fire (La Flame)
All I need is the gas and the lighter (La Flame)
And we'll have one hell of a time
(Straight up)

All we do is relax, sit back, and smoke
We ain't got no job, we going from broke
That ain't stopping from getting, getting inside of here
Taking off in our cars, feel like we in the air stream
(Straight meta, straight meta, you)
You need to know that I'm a ride-i-i-i-i

You need to know that I'm a rider
Tonight, we gonna set the streets on fire (La Flame)
All I need is the gas and the lighter (La Flame)
And we'll have one hell of a time
(Straight up)

Major Lazer
Straight up
71. Riot 2:48

(Haha)
(Spinz, what's hap', mane?)
(Ya feel me, ya feel me?)
(I told the whole squad, mane)
Cut it up (I say, 'Cut it up')

Damn right they got it (Got it)
Damn right they got it (Got it)
Damn right they got it (Got it)
D-Damn right they got it (Ayy)
Damn right they got it (Got it)
Damn right they got it (Got it)
Damn right they got it (Got it)
D-Damn right they got it (Ayy)
I said, 'Lame nigga, be quiet (Quiet)
L-Lame nigga, be quiet (Shh)
Lame nigga, be quiet (Quiet)
You in the presence of a real nigga'
I said, 'Lame nigga, be quiet (Quiet)
Lame nigga, be quiet (Shh)
L-Lame nigga, be quiet
You in the real nigga presence' (Presence)
I

Eat cha girl up for breakfast (Uh)
Won't save ya no extra (Uh)
Said she fucking wit' me 'cause a real nigga's her preference (Damn)
Drinking like I'm from Texas (Texas)
And ya know I stay flexing (Flexing)
And if ya don't know, I go by Tity 2 Necklace (Tell 'em, I said:)

'Damn right I got it (Got it)
Damn right I'm 'bout it' ('Bout it)
Clique full of killers (Killers)
Please don't get us excited (Bah)
Yeah, we smoking loud (Loud)
So, lame niggas, be quiet (Yeah)
And if ya fuck with us, we gon' start up a riot (Yeah)
I-I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (Yeah, start a riot)
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (Okay, start a riot)
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (Yeah, start a riot)
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (2 Chainz, start a riot, a-a)

Ain't stunting thee niggas (Nope)
A-Ain't stunting thee bitches (Nope)
Two cigarillos, look-look-look like extensions (Damn)
Yeah, I'm from the Southside, her mouth wide, my pack loud
My gat loud, I back out and click-clack
Pow, pow (Tell 'em)
Court dates
Skip trial
My rep is a reptile
Now and Later
Alligators, I stepped on the work like a stepchild (Ooh)
Pimps up
Hoes down
Make your girl pull her clothes down
Her hair down and I'm down, her phone off, so, don't dial (Don't dial)
This right here is that no style
Ion't know how I do this shit
I'm true da this
True Religion, they taking swag wit' no permission
All year, it's Gucci season
G's on my belt buckle (Belt buckle)
Cocaine on my left knuckle (Left knuckle)
Kill ya and bury what's left of ya
Uh

'Damn right I got it (Got it)
Damn right I'm 'bout it' ('Bout it)
Clique full of killers (Killers)
Please don't get us excited (Bah)
Yeah, we smoking loud (Loud)
So, lame niggas, be quiet (Yeah)
And if ya fuck with us, we gon' start up a riot (Yeah)
I-I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (Yeah, start a riot)
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (Okay, start a riot)
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (Tell 'em, start a riot)
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (2 Chainz, start a riot)
72. Dope Peddler 3:30

Every evening
You will find him
Around our neighborhood
It's the old
Dope
Peddler (Shawty, get them kids out the streets)
Doing well
By doing good (2 Chainz, uh)

Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me' (You-on't know me)
I said I pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me', uh
Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me'
I said I

Pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me' (Know me)
Most of my niggas got gold teeth (Gold teeth)
Most of my niggas got tattoos (Tattoos)
Most of my niggas think cash rules
And I mess up hairdos like it's a pair of shoes
And I'm in the parachute 'cause I'm up there
I'm in the trap 'cause I work there (Tell 'em)

Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me' (You-on't know me)
I said I pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me', uh
Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me' (When the shades of night)

Are falling (Let me take my shades off a little)
Comes a fellow everyone knows
It's the old
Dope
Peddler (See what these bitches looking like)
Spreading joy wherever he goes (Uh)

See what these bitches looking like? (Yeah)
Stick in, all crooked-like (Yeah)
Louie V is my kryptonite
Take your bitch and I give her back (True)
Give her this and I give her that
Fine wine and lobster tail (Uh)
Candlelight and Chrisette Michele
Look at the pussy and play kiss-and-tell (Damn)
Fix her hair, then fix her nails
Even pay a few bills (Uh)
Way I'm running shit, man
I should have a shoe deal (Tell 'em)
And my whole crew ill (Crew ill)
Pockets on Fatburger (Fatburger)
Going so hard, you'd think I mixed Viagra with a soda (Soda)
Staying focused, this Yola here (Yola)
Black-and-white ice: polar bear (Polar)
You hold her hand and I hold it there
I put it close and put it there, uh

Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me' (You-on't know me)
I said I pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me', uh
Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Started off with a OZ (With a OZ)
End up riding fo'-deep (Fo'-deep)
Pull up to that club, like:
'Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me' (When the shades of night)

Are falling
Comes a fellow everyone knows
It's the old
Dope
Peddler
Spreading joy wherever he goes
(End up riding fo'-deep)
(Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me)
(Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me, uh)
(End up riding fo'-deep)
(End up riding fo'-deep)
(Motherfucking hoe, you-on't know me)
73. Big Bidness 4:34

Yeah (Yeah)
Ya hear that?
That's
Inevitability (Inevitability)
You can't stop this shit (Stop this shit, hahahahaha)
I'm too tapped in (I'm too tapped in)
Too loyal (Too loyal)
Surrounded by a

Few of my niggas who did breaking and entering
Through a bidness with them because they can't break a commitment (No)
Look, I'm a magician, I belong inside Magic City
Got too much intuition a just blow tuition on titties, I know
Young Metro got that stick, that's a cig', he don't smoke (Brrt)
Fuck around, get smoked (Smoked)
I can't think of one time I was put up on the spot, then I choked (I can't)
I can't think of one time I got rich, then went broke (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga, woah)

Bitch, I'm doing digits, all bidness, big bidness (Big)
See me on the block? Mmm-hmm, bitch, it's still bidness (Still)
See my dick off in her mouth? Yup, bitch, it's still bidness (Oh)
Ye said, 'Kill 'em all' (Kill 'em all)
God the only witness
So I'm set (So I'm set)
Sunset (Skrrt, sunset)
Put it down for the team that I protect (For my team, yeah)
Bitch, please do not interject (No)
If ya move too quick (Woah), I might take it as a threat (Threat, threat, I'm consistent)

I'm persistent, gotta get it, bitch, I risk it
Time da hit them big licks and make that shit a tradition
Yeah, what goes around comes around faster than fidgets (Woah)
Man, out cha is frigid (Woah)
Man, these streets is vicious (Vicious)
'Bout da get my girl, some kids just to start a family bidness
'Cause it's all about bidness, yeah, big digit bidness
Yeah, look, we out here tryna start a franchise (Franchise)
We tell the truth, you tellin' stories 'round the campfire (Lil' bitch, campfire)
Yeah, it's all game, hoe, let it soak (Let it soak)
Me and my bros rock the same chains around like we a cult (God)
I'm the one in the bunch, they protect me like the Pope
Going all night on the daily though (Daily though)
Rolling down 7 Mile, bet a thou'
Hit downtown, then hit the Isle (Skrrt)
Nothing free, not even style (No)
Free Vezzo, yeah, let him out (Free)
King of my city, man, I feel like I'm Coretta child
I'm my mama son, I gotta rise, I can't let her down (Let her down)

Bitch, I'm doing digits, all bidness, big bidness (Big)
See me on the block? Mmm-hmm, bitch, it's still bidness (Still)
See my dick off in her mouth? Yup, bitch, it's still bidness (Oh)
Ye said, 'Kill 'em all' (Kill 'em all)
God the only witness
So I'm set (So I'm set)
Sunset (Skrrt, sunset)
Put it down for the team that I protect (For my team, yeah)
Bitch, please do not interject (No, yah)
If ya move too quick (Woah), I might take it as a threat (Threat, 2 Chainz, threat, got 'em)

Waiting for my verses like it's Christmas Decor
Would talk about my exes, but I'm dissing them all (All)
Bought foreclosed houses and I'm fixing them all
Anytime I caught work, it was pistols involved (Bah)
Yeah, I'm talking big business
Here go the statistics
One out every five people trapping turn snitches (Tell 'em)
Get up out the game, put it up for a rainy (Alright)
Hardest-working man in showbiz, no complaining (No complaining)
Yeah
I get a rush from the grind (Ooh)
Touchdown, bust down, single for tonight (Yeah)
When she came over, deep tissue, neck shoulder (Shoulder)
Got a restaurant, a label, and a clothing (Clothing)
Line, I ain't lying (Nah)
Lying down the street (Street)
Discount code, first, cum, gon' eat (Eat)
And this ain't for the weak (Uh)
I do it every week (Uh)
I do it in my sleep (Uh)
Got in it like Ink (In it)

Bitch, I'm doing digits, all bidness, big bidness (Big)
See me on the block? Mmm-hmm, bitch, it's still bidness (Still)
See my dick off in her mouth? Yup, bitch, it's still bidness (Oh)
Ye said, 'Kill 'em all' (Kill 'em all)
God the only witness
So I'm set (So I'm set)
Sunset (Skrrt, sunset)
Put it down for the team that I protect (For my team, yeah)
Bitch, please do not interject (No)
If ya move too quick (Woah), I might take it as a threat (Threat, woah, threat, woah)

Look
Boy, the bidness internal
The vision's eternal, these niggas will burn ya
Don't ask no questions if that shit don't concern ya (Woah)
I've been standing outside all day, man, rocking my thermal
My off-white came straight from Virgil (Straight)
My brothers on side of me
That's who I turn to when shit gets too turnt da handle it (Woah)
Dolo, it's too lit, inferno (Lit)
While you was dozing, I thought I was nocturnal
I wrote every single success I had first in the journal
You bitches nothing but hurdles (Nothing)
Boy, I'll hop right over you
Who the fuck ya think watching over you? (Huh?)
I'm God's favorite, you couldn't pray a hunnid times a day to have me over through
I'm the bipolar you
I'm doing what cha way too hoe da do (Hoe)
I got a ocean-view overview that reminded me this is overdue, jeez
Ion't got feelings, I just fill seats
I'm on fleek
I don't retreat
I did this shit in my sleep (Woah, woah, woah)
Sike
I don't sleep, I don't cuddle
Bitch, I'm the team captain inside the huddle
The man of my house and the man your little brother grew up to (Straight)
The man in my hood and all the other hats that I juggle (Straight)
You niggas my little cuzzos, lil' niggas (Lil' niggas)
Nobody sonning me, if I am a sun, I'm the one ya look up to (I look up)
Fuck you

Big bidness (Woah, woah, uh-huh)
Yeah
Yeah-yeah (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
74. Spend It (Remix) 4:46

I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
It mine (It mine)
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round (Uh) and I'm getting it (Mmm, I am)

(Smoking on exotic, I spend it)
(My girl ain't got no stomach, yeah)
(Every time we have sex, she always ask me for a hunnid, I spend it)
(I asked her is she working, working)
(She ask me do I want it, yeah)
(I say, 'When I went da school, bitch, money was the subject')
I'm

Riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it, yeah)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm, I'm)

Riding 'round my side of town (Yeah)
Boxing gloves, I beat the trial
I had the coke, I had a smile, I had a coat for every style (Yeah)
Crocodile the gator type, I'm allergic to the hater type, I'll take your wife
Give her back, nine months after that
Similac (Similac, ooh)
Similar da saying, 'Mama's baby daddy's maybe', uh
W-When we had sex, I was in a Mercedes ('Cedes, tell 'em)
And I ain't crazy
But if that's my baby
Then we gonna have da name that lil' baby 'Mercedes' ('Cedes, dang)
The money that I'm making, Ion't see ya like I'm blind (Blind)
I'd rather spend money, baby, Ion't spend time (Time)
My pocket's on full (Yeah)
And so is my gas tank (Gas tank)
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray (I'm ashtray)

Riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it, yeah)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)

Photo ready
My polo out the cleaners
I'm the perfect definition of something you've never seen of (Tell 'em)
Maserati, Kawasaki, bought my girl a Beamer
The jewelry I got on is matching with the tequila (Tell 'em)
Patron, Margaritas ('Ritas)
Double for my divas
I bring all my guns to work (Work)
Gilbert Arenas (Damn)
Plus, I'm killing features (Features)
And I'm killing shows
I should have sex in the coffin 'cause I'm killing these hoes (Hoes)
Fulfilling these goals, climbing up the ladder (Ladder)
Shoot cho' ass down, ya know I rep Atlanta (Southside)
I'm riding 'round, stunting, smoking loud in public
Talking loud in public, yeah, my entourage is bucking, uh (I'm, uh)

Riding 'round (Ayy) and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round (Ayy) and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round (Ayy) and I'm getting it (Mmm, Bankhead)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it, ayy)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm, ayy)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm, ayy)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm, it's the king, bitch)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine (Cheah)
I spend it (Spend it, cheah)
It's mine (Cheah)
I spend it (Spend it, cheah)
It's mine (Haha)
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm, I'm)

Riding 'round my side of town wit' my dubs up and my windows down (Hey)
It's the king, homie, I'm on one, them suckers know they-on't want none (Haha)
Steady repping that one son, Bankhead (Bankhead)
Cedar Hills
I'm on Simpson Road and I'm going over to pick up some dough from in Adamsville
My seat white, my paint tight, spray candy red the same at the wheel
Got a bag of pills in my stash spot
Steady whipping them racks out
Got a quarter-mil in my Louie bag if you wanna know what that sack 'bout
Still rep for them have-nots
Try me, homie, you assed out
I got Striver's Row in my denim tag and Akoo shit
New kicks
Supersport on deuces
Bumping that Trap Muzik
I'm super-paid, I'm Gucci
2 cute chicks who do tricks
Stay out of my bidne', when I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it

Riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
It's mine
I spend it (Spend it)
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it (Mmm)
75. When I Feel Like It 4:20

I ain't in no rush
I handle you niggas when I feel like it
I just be chilling
Your bitch is chilling too

When I feel like it
Kill these hoes when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
That's my bitch when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Kill these niggas when I feel like it (True)
Now I do this shit when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Smoke one when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Po' up when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Cash out when I feel like it (True)
Now I do this shit when I feel like it (Yeah, the)

Way it's shaped, they say it's fake, I can't lie, I still like it (Yeah)
No snitch, I can't tell if it look real and it feel like it (Nah)
She bend it over, I will hike it (Uh)
Number-one pick, got skills like it (Yeah)
Heard she fucks wit' some ball player, when I touch down, I still spike it
Know I got that check on me, I'm not Nike, but it feel like it
At the game on them floor seats, I ain't Spike, but I feel like it
We ain't friends, we don't chill like it, you ain't my dawg, we don't bill like it
My nigga no cameraman, but he be flashing them steels like it
Where I'm from, it ain't Iraq, but swear da God it get real like it (Uh)
Got soldiers in the field like it (Uh)
'Bout mine, you get killed like it (Baow)
Pussy niggas be commentating, say they ain't hating, but it feel like it
Just post a pic of me and his boo on Instagram, think he'll like it (Yeah)

When I feel like it
Kill these hoes when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
That's my bitch when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Kill these niggas when I feel like it (True)
Now I do this shit when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Smoke one when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Po' up when I feel like it (2 Chainz)
When I feel like it
Cash out when I feel like it (When I feel like it)
Now I do this shit when I feel like it (Yeah, I)

Ain't a chef, I make meals like him
Cut them up in thin slices
I got bricks like constructions
You want instructions? (Ooh-ooh-ooh) You niggas ain't built like me
Competition ain't real like me (Uh)
I'm so sick, who ill like me?
Two bitches in my suite, so when I leave, I bet them bitches still diking (Tell 'em)
Family good 'cause I feel like it
I'm hood 'cause I feel like it
Might not be your favorite artist
But cha favorite artist got a verse from me, so they still like it (True)
Ain't nobody popping seals like me
Codeine like a supplement
If I make her cum
It's a compliment
Nigga fuck you
Like a parking ticket
Now I got 'Caine, like a walking stick
Shoot chu for a argument
Make all my bitches take all your bitches and play hide-and-get
I'm getting rich 'cause I feel like it
Take your girl 'cause I feel like it
C-Cash her out, t-toss her up, w-wash her up, that's the spin cycle (Damn)
And them niggas never did like it
In the car and I got the title
Grandma bought me a hand Bible
I bought me a hand rifle (Bah)
'Cause I feel like it
All you niggas look recycled
And I'm getting head
In the car, while she driving (Err)

When I feel like it
Kill these hoes when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
That's my bitch when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Kill these niggas when I feel like it (True)
Now I do this shit when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Smoke one when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Po' up when I feel like it (Yeah)
When I feel like it
Cash out when I feel like it (True)
Now I do this shit when I feel like it (Yeah)
76. Accelerate 4:04

Hide it 'til we feel it, then we feel it, 'til we fight it, yeah
Hold it 'til we need it, never leave it, didn't want it, yeah

New York, worldwide (L.A., worldwide)
Boy, this my city (Girl, that's my hood)
Just pulled up to the hotel (Hotel, hotel)
All my day ones here with me (Ah, yeah)
We got moola, power
We on fire tonight
Gonna get it how we want it
'Cause we 'bout it, 'bout that life

Baby, it's alright (Baby, it's alright)
Baby, it's okay (Baby, it's okay)
Smile, cry later (Yah-yah-yah-yah)
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
I'll be with my ladies
You can find me there
Try da play us, we gon'
Start a riot up in here

Accelerate
Come on, babe, pick up your speed
Stamina
Fill me up, that's what I need
Another shot
You coming home wit' me
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs, what's wrong wit' me? (Oh, yah, yah)

All my boss ladies (Independent, yeah)
Go get your Mercedes (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
No matter, long as you get there (Get there)
Just don't let it drive you crazy (Ah-hah-ah)
Get that moola, power
You on fire tonight
You can get it how ya want it
That's it, go tonight

Baby, it's alright (Baby, it's alright)
Baby, it's okay (Baby, it's okay)
Smile, cry later
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow (Nah, nah, nah, nah)
I'll be with my ladies
You can find me there (Find me)
Try da play us, we gon'
Start a riot up in here

Accelerate
Come on, babe, pick up your speed
Stamina
Fill me up, that's what I need
Another shot
You coming home wit' me (Yeah)
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs, what's wrong wit' me? (2 Chainz)

Right left
Mic left
Mic check
Trap check
Sex drive
NASCAR
Crash it like the Nasdaq (Skrrt)
More than you can expect
Everything except (Oh, yeah)
Jealousy and envy
We gon' move on past that (Pyoom)
Joint strong
Pass that (Pyoom)
Ooh, girl
Bad, bad
Where the, where the cash at?
Don't forget the hashtag (Whoo)
Pretty, pretty
So saditty
Work it out
Muscle memory
Get the money
My ability
Until the end, 2000, infinity
I put it in
Now that chu're feeling me (Feeling me)
Look how I'm killing it (Killing it)
Leaving the dealership (Yeah)
You ain't got internet? (Ye' ain't heard?)
Just left the Benedict (Uh)
I got them benefits (Uh)
Did it deliberate?
Guilty 'til proven innocent

Hide it 'til we feel it, then we feel it, 'til we fight it, yeah
Hold it 'til we need it, never leave it, didn't want it, yeah
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs, what's wrong wit' me?

Accelerate
Come on, babe, pick up your speed (Pick up your speed, babe)
Stamina
Fill me up, that's what I need (Oh, yeah)
Another shot
You coming home wit' me
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs, what's wrong wit' me?

Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, whoo
Ooh-ooh
Yeah, ah, yeah
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ah, yeah
Ooh-ooh, oh, yeah
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Yeah-yeah
Ooh
77. Giving Up (Not The One) 3:54

But I'm not like the others
I don't always like what I have to do (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
But I know I have to be the one da do it
I've given up too much to stop now

I can't be the one here giving up
I'm not the one here giving up (No)
Time heals all, but I can't feel what it was
If you were me, you wouldn't give up
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up, woah, woah)

Every obstacle I overcame
Pushed through it, I ain't pointing blame
Kept my focus
Every time they tried a hold me back, I broke up out they chains
Reached the top and still remained the same
Hit the bottom, get up, no complain
Walk on the stage and they yell my name
They doubt me, but I always do my thing
'Cause they count on me (21)
I got a family da feed (21)
Ducking the envy and greed (On God)
Street smart, but I still read (On God)
Give birth to heroes, I breed (21)
I smell a win and get tea (21)
Let down the top, feel the breeze (Straight up)
How ya gon' give up on me? (On God)
How ya just give up on we? (21)
I'd never quit, though
Got a house now, I started with a brick, though (Facts)
Say ya hungry, all ya wanna do is sit, though (Facts)
I'm a leader, I'll show ya how da fish, though (21)
If ya want it, there's some things ya gon' miss, though (21)
I got goals everybody ain't built fo' (21)
I ain't stopping 'til I get what I'm here fo' (On God)

I can't be the one here giving up
I'm not the one here giving up (No)
Time heals all, but I can't feel what it was
If you were me, you wouldn't give up
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up, yeah, 2 Chainz)

Love me or love me not, link at the gamma spot
Up front, we work
That was a hand-me-down
I wasn't stunned
I'll make 'em stand around
I got a stick
With a bandana (Bah) 'round
Never gave up on me, I own your favorite OG
Make your baby OD when she on me
Told him, 'In my time', just so ya know I ain't lying
I bought my whole clique, some new Rollies
Alone, never lonely
Rock with the real, never phony
Do 24 like I'm Kobe
My superhero, was goated
It was the street that had molded me
I got a caught in a web (Web)
I got new thoughts on the head
'Member the flo' was the bed
You know I heard what cha said
Now when I'm dropping the top
Don't let that go over your head

I can't be the one here giving up (Yeah, Toni)
I'm not the one here giving up (No)
Time heals all, but I can't feel what it was
If you were me, you wouldn't give up (Mmm)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (True, I'm not the one here giving up)
I'm not the one here giving up (I'm not the one here giving up, tell 'em)

Fair enough
Is part of your life (Is part of your life)
I see ya running out of time
Is part of your life (Is part of your life)
78. Quarantine Thick 3:12

Lan, this beat so crazy (Okay)

My day was amazing
Her booty shots graze me
She said, 'All the gyms closed', so she been feeling lazy
She been late-(Pop)-night snacking (Pop), but shawty still (Pop) my baby (Popping, chill)
Several watches later, I still rock a Rollie (Rock a Rollie)
I'm praying for the dead, I'm praying for my homies (Rest in peace)
I sleep by a scale and everybody know it (Know it)
I hate it when a pretty girl start snoring (Stop that shit)
Looking in the mirror, like, 'You a lucky man' (Lucky man)
How ya gon' forget cha spent a hunnid grand? (Spend that shit)
Life must be good, it must be great as fuck (Great as fuck)
I'm from where a nut'll cost you eighty bucks (Southside)
Mask on in the club, I make 'em rake it up (Rake it up)
He came outside, he thought mosquitoes ate him up (Grrah, grrah)
This is for A-Town, make 'em take a bow (Take a bow)
Can't fuck wit' chu, bitch, you used to date a clown (Date a clown)
Yeah, I want my cake and wanna eat it too
Spend it too
I get what cha get just for an interlude (A interview?)
I might cop a yacht just to post a pic (Popping champ')
Sleepers spin your block 'til he get motion sickness (Rrr)
Nigga, Cocaine wit' my co-defendant (True)
I had that pussy pissing once I hit that kidney (Hit it, uh, hit it)

She been quarantine, now lil' shawty thick (Thick, thick)
She been quarantine, now lil' shawty thick (Thick, ain't cha? Whoo)
She been quarantine, now lil' shawty hips wide (Wide)
Got my right hand on the Draco (Ayy) like a Bible (Ayy, hand a God)
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it fast (Shake it fast)
No matter what cha do, don't let 'em judge yo' past (Fuck the past)
I broke my wrist off in the bowl, I need a cast (Big Latto, skrrt, skrrt)
It ain't no stash if you ain't got nothing in the stash

Quarantine thick, he tryna get me lipo (Ooh)
Pussy Holy Water, put that on the Bible (Ooh)
I might hit cho' nigga and run, bitch, you gon' need GEICO (Doo-doo, doo-doo)
Rap bitch, but when he hit it, I might hit that high note (Oh)
Clayco raised me (Hmm)
Fuck that, Clayco made me
Bitch, you ain't gon' shoot shit if you ride wit' it on safety (Doo-doo-doo-doo, grrah)
Got cho' favorite rapper in my DMs tryna taste me (On God)
But I got my own bands, so shit like that don't phase me (Straight up)
Big Latto ain't going for none of that (No)
No panties on with that sundress (Oh)
Put the pussy right where that tongue at (Ooh)
Yeah, your nigga love that
Big Birkin bag, hoe, me and my nigga got
Stop calling my phone, asking where your nigga at (What?)
Sonning these bitches, no Similac
Bitches ain't seeing me, cataracts (Oh)
Gotta get the backend 'fore I walk in the black truck, counting racks (Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah)

She been quarantine, now lil' shawty thick (Thick, thick)
She been quarantine, now lil' shawty thick (Thick, ain't cha? Whoo)
She been quarantine, now lil' shawty hips wide (Wide)
Got my right hand on the Draco (Ayy) like a Bible (Ayy, hand a God)
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it fast (Shake it fast)
No matter what cha do, don't let 'em judge yo' past (Fuck the past)
I broke my wrist off in the bowl, I need a cast (Skrrt, skrrt)
It ain't no stash if you ain't got nothing in the stash
79. Can't Go For That 3:00

Easy ready willing
Overtime (Turn that light down for me)
When does it stop, where do you dare me
To draw the line?
You got the body, now you want my soul (Light that burner, Number 9, Camel)
Don't even think about it, say, 'No, go', yeah, ayy
Yeah
(We vibing now?)
Back and back and forth, forth
Back and back and forth, forth (We vibing now)
Back and back and forth, forth
Back and back and forth, forth
Doing

Such a good job, I pat myself on the back (Back)
Flight confirmation, I cash through the app
Ain't nobody robbing me, I answer doors with a strap
Anywhere I go, I put Southside on the map
Shawty said she love me, I said, 'I love me back' (Back)
Try da cuss me out, I ain't going for that
A nigga (Bitch) said he want my plugs so they can order the packs
But I'm addicted to the trap, ya never know I relapse, so

I can't go for that
No (Haha), no
No can do, nigga (Oh)
I can't go for that
No, no
No can do
Oh
I can't (Oh) go for that
No, no
No can do (Oh)
I can't go for that
Can't go for that (Not me)
I can't go for that, I can't (Yeah) go for that

I call your phone, ye' ain't answer yours
I ain't going for the bull like a matador (Hmm)
Text me, if I don't reply quick, you trip (Trip)
I'm Jefe, I'm the highest on the list (List)
Kick it like Judo, the numero uno, yes, I'm the highness
My house so far back in the woods that can't nobody find us
A driveway so long that chu can run out of gas
Keep asking me for money, you need a get off yo' ass

I can't go for that
No, no (No, can't do)
No can do, *nigga* (Oh)
I can't go for that
No, no
No can do
Oh
I can't (*Oh*) go for that
No, no (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
No can do (Oh)
I can't go for that
Can't go for that (*Not me*)
I can't go for that, I can't (*Yeah*) go for that

I beat a charge, then I bounce back (Oh)
Drop 125 and brought a ounce back (Skrrt)
Got the Cognac color on the inside (Inside)
And the Forgiatos covered with the big tires (Big tires)
When your friend come, make sure she keep quiet (Shh)
Or the next time I see her, I'll be senile (Huh?)
Look around like this must be a mixup (Mixup)
I can't fuck wit' cha if ya gonna switch up (Yeah)

I can't go for that
No, no (No, can't do)
No can do, *nigga* (Oh)
I can't go for that
No (I can't go for that), no
No can do
Oh
I can't (*Oh*) go for that
No, no (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
No can (No-oh-oh) do (Oh)
I can't go for that (Can't go for that), can't go for that (*Not me*)
I can't go for that, I can't (Ooh-wee) go for that
I can't go for that
No, no (No, can't do)
No can do, *nigga* (Oh)
I can't go for that
No (I can't go for that), no
No can do
Oh
I can't (*Oh*) go for that
No, no (No, can't do)
No can do (Oh)
I can't go for that
Can't go for that
I can't go for that, I can't (Ooh-wee) go for that (For that)
80. Million Dollars Worth Of Game 2:40

Toni (Toni)
And if the beat live (Yeah), you know LilJu (Yeah) made it (Bitch, who?)

Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm going back-and-forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, shit crazy
Only time I let a bitch record when I'm writing
And I'm famous, but can't shit change me, nigga
A million dollars worth of game, these niggas
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Court-side watching the Hawks play the Pistons (Okay)

Money on my nightstand, jewelry on my nightstand
Aftermarket extendo, I pray it don't jam
They say it's on sight, then I guess it's on sight then
First couple of shows, the FN was my hype man (Fire)
Way before the PJ, I had a flight plan (Plan)
The G.O.A.T. with me, shake his hand, that's my right hand
A hoe'll fuck your homeboy out of spite, man
We had so much lean, the store went out of Sprite and
Y'all don't get it (Get it)
A on my fitted (Fitted)
Pussy niggas saying a bunch of shit they ain't living (Living)
Back on my pivot
Kitchen, water-whipping (Whipping)
All these turkey bags, they thought it was Thanksgiving (Damn)
Don't make me pull out a million cash, I ain't tripping (Tripping)
Long-ass nose on the stick, Scottie Pippen (Bah)
Let me see ya shake it one cheek at a time
Double shot with the lime, yeah, your body different (Bitch, who?)

Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm going back-and-forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, shit crazy
Only time I let a bitch record when I'm writing
And I'm famous, but can't shit change me, nigga
A million dollars worth of game, these niggas
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Court-side watching the Hawks play the Pistons

Still remember Chief, he was three do's down, I mean, how?
How you ain't last a year? Look at me now
The reason why that bag in town
I got bricks, no top, sad, e'rybody won't fit
Forever I'll sag, they-on't let a nigga in, nigga
All my bitches got a Benz, nigga
If I can't fuck, don't text me
You ain't gotta like it, but respect it
That FN still my weapon
Ayy, just step back, bitch, before I shoot
Walk a nigga down without tying my shit
Let him play crazy, he'll die in this bitch
Fo's over fives, and sixes still over nines
R.I.P. da Rob, now I'm tripping for the gas
Rolls for the winter, then I'll prolly give it back
Still can't believe a nigga made it off of rap
Bitch, who?

Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm going back-and-forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, shit crazy
Only time I let a bitch record when I'm writing
And I'm famous, but can't shit change me, nigga
A million dollars worth of game, these niggas
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Court-side watching the Hawks play the Pistons
81. Free Lighter 2:54

Blatt, blatt
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Blatt, blatt
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Blatt, blatt
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Blatt, blatt
Hold on, hold on, hold on (Toni)

Fucking wit' me? That's a bad move
Use .762 for shampoo (Bah)
Cartier frame that bamboo
Still doing shit that cha can't do (Uh)
No GMOs, no canned foods (Uh)
Like a pretty girl wit' tattoos (Uh)
Walk in the club, make a typhoon (Uh)
Put him on a plate, looking like food (Uh)
I'ma disrespect my rival (Uh)
I'ma disrespect my rival (Ah)
Niggas don't call me 'killer' for nothing
Better respect that title (Fire)
Nigga better check they vital
Hit him with a handheld rifle (Yeah)
Right now, I'm on that dad shit
'Cause I'm at my daughter recital (Cool, I)

I can't see my idol
Dope came with a lighter (Lighter)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter (Yeah)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter

Dope came with a lighter (Lighter)
Hi, my name Almighty (Almighty)
Told me da buy her body (Body)
Bitch better ask God Almighty (Almighty)
Nigga get checked, no Nike (Checked)
My neck and my wrist on party (Brr, uh)
My neck and my wrist so icy (Bling, uh)
In Chicago, the police is ikey (Bling, uh)
Nigga ain't straight, he ikey (Ikey)
My wrist is swole, she like me (Huh?)
I smell so fishy, no pisces (Psst)
We ain't playing fair, no taxi (Nah)
The shots, they kung fu fighting (Brr)
Bitch, you a rats, you micing (Bitch)
Beat a nigga ass like Mikey (Uh)
Tell DeJ Loaf (Uh, ayy), 'Come try me' (Uh, ayy)
Real dope came with a lighter (Lighter)
Married to the money, throw the rice up (Rice up)
Pockets full of dead presidents (Presidents)
I told her, 'Go wake up Michael' (Michael)
Lil' bitty boy, get a tricycle (Tricycle)
Me and gang prolly took your bicycle (Hmm-mmm)
Walking 'round L.A. like an icicle (Uh-huh)
You'll hear the engine when we riding through (Bang, I, bang)

I can't see my idol
Dope came with a lighter (Lighter)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter (Yeah)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter

Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Brought some weed, came wit' some grabba (What?)
Big house came with a Bible (Wow)
Lambo' came with a Tahoe (Yeah)
Double-sided broad, a diablo
We got cheese, lettuce, and shells (Ayy)
Nigga better duck his taco
I just spend 150 like Maneski (Woah, 150)
Tote that .50 like Mally (Woah)
Know I can make it hot though (Pew)
I was on the phone wit' Kyro (Yeah)
That lil' bitch, she a thot though (Yeah)
That lil' bitch, she a block hoe (Woah)
Every time she call my phone, yeah, she on block, bro (Yeah)
Talk to the plug, he named Paco
The parking-lot swoll man, I swear that's a lotto (Lotto)
Ice-chip dip, no nachos (Dip)
Looking like a nigga won the lotto (Woah)
Your bitch came home doing the eye roll (Yeah)
She only came home 'cause vamos (Yeah)
Stand on my money, I'm taller than 2 Chainz
Three-hunnid-thousand, I spent that on two rings (Woah)
I fucked your bitch in an old-body Mulsanne (I)

I can't see my idol
Dope came with a lighter (Lighter)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter (Yeah)
Dope came with a lighter
Dope came with a lighter
82. Save Me 3:24

You
Are my, my
My eve—
My everything
It's so hard to choose
But
Somehow, I chose you
I love you
Sho' 'nuff, sho' 'nuff, sho' 'nuff
Baby, you are my everything
My everything
Yeah, when people

Ask me for some money, I tell 'em, 'Get in line' (Line)
Another funeral (Are my, my), I done paid for all my niggas dying (My eve—)
I got that PTSD syndrome so all I hear is sirens (*Siren noise*, my everything)
I text my nigga, but I guess he ain't, he ain't replying
Smile in yo' face (It's so hard to choose), and when you turn your back, they stab your spine
I wear shades (But) and carry sticks like I'm legally blind (Somehow, I chose you)
A tall nigga in the coupe, so I'm easy da find
She want Versace (I love you), so I flew her straight out da Milan
It ain't no capping in my rap, you know you pussy need a pepping (Sho' nuff, sho' nuff, sho' nuff)
From the Southside, off Old Nat, I'm in my bag, I gotta say: (Baby, you are my everything)
'Grown niggas get upset if I don't
Give 'em no money' (My everything)
But cha ain't do none' to them niggas when they
Slid on your homies
I ain't saving nobody
Unless she's here da stay
You know the thighs match the ass, ass match the waist (Sho' nuff, sho' nuff, sho' nuff, whoo, baby, you are my everything)
You know the tires match the rims, rims match the Wraith (Yeah, my everything)
And if she loyal, then she spoiled, nigga, that's my babe (Oh, yeah, you)

Saved me from myself
I don't
Need nobody else (Are my, my, nobody else, my eve—you saved me)
You saved me from myself
I don't (My everything)
Need nobody else (Oh, come on, you saved me)
You saved me from myself
I don't
Need nobody else (Are my, my, nobody else, my eve—you saved me, no)
You saved me from myself
I don't (My everything)
Need nobody else (Oh, come on now, now, let me)

Tell you 'bout that younging who fresh outta prison (Out of prison)
Say he misguided (Sho' nuff, sho' nuff, sho' nuff), he be wilding, he just want attention (He want attention, baby, you are my everything)
That nation bidness, I stand tall, so when you talk, I listen (I listen, my everything)
Then money talk, so I'm just hoping I'm the one they mention (The one they mention)
Upgraded my swag, I walk on stage and still got case suspended (Case suspended, uh)
Roll wit' some hitters out Savannah (Are my, my), banging Rolling 60's (Neighborhood)
Look (My eve—), my lil' niggas tote that hammer, no such thing as missing (Boom-bah)
And, plus (My everything), I'm fresh up out that slammer, I go hard, no quitting
I bought that work (It's so hard to choose), don't need no clout (Don't need no clout)
Bandana wrapped 'round that Glock (But), I'm posted on the block (I'm on the block, somehow, I chose you)
Can't love nobody if Ion't love myself, put all my feelings on the shelf
And I just need my niggas (I love you), I feel I don't need nobody else (Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, you)

Saved me from myself
I don't (Sho' nuff, sho' nuff, sho' nuff)
Need nobody else (Nobody else, baby, you saved me, are my everything)
You saved me from myself
I don't (My everything)
Need nobody else (Oh, come on, you saved me)
You saved me from myself
I don't
Need nobody else (Are my, my, nobody else, my eve—you saved me, no)
You saved me from myself
I don't (My everything)
Need nobody else (Oh, come on now)

It's so hard to choose
But (Go, go, go, go, go, go, go)
Somehow, I chose you
I love you
Sho' 'nuff, sho' 'nuff, sho' 'nuff
Baby, you are my everything
My everything
(Respect it)
It's so hard to choose
But
Somehow, I chose you
I love (Oh, yeah) you
83. Big Diamonds 3:20

Big diamonds
Big dawg
Big shining
Hit him all in the stomach, fucked up his lining
Could've caught him at that Wendy's, it was bad timing (21)
Do a nigga mob style, hit him while he dining

Uh
Told your fucking ass I'll be back
Now them niggas going crazy tryna sign me back
License plate say 'Young Money nigga' for sure
Camped out in front your house, we just lit up some smores
Now these niggas want bars, Butterfingers, Snickers, and Mars
Seven days a week
Bet a nigga armed
Yeah, Fresh, we done done it, did it without stunting
Counting money
Need a calculator
The crib got a elevator, you not a skater
We got cha on the floor
Paint your ass red
Turn this bitch into an art show
Now, on the left side, we got the brand-new Benz
And on the inside, got brand-new MAC-10s
And in the middle of the night, niggas'll find chu
Me and 2 Chainz, bitch, we the new Big Tymers
Manny Fresh on the beat, he a true Big Tymer (Foreign cars, cars)

Foreign broads (Broads)
Hoes wit' no bras (Yeah)
Neighborhood like big drawers
I'm a G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
What cha know? (Know)
What's the sco'?
You hurting, I front cha ten kilos
I like women (Women)
That like women (Women)
That like grinning (Grinning)
That like swimming (Swimming)
That's light-skinning (Skinning)
Or dark-skinning (Skinning)
They skinny-dipping (Dipping)
You penny-pitching (Pitching)
You pussy-pimping (Pimping)
Or pussy-popping (Popping)
I'm on it, nigga (Ayy)
I'm on a mission (Ayy)
I gotta get it (Get it)
'Cause me and Tune (Yeah)
Like fucking siblings (Ooh)
You fucking gimmick (Yeah)
You fucking with us (Yeah)
You get whacked (Whacked)
Your wig cracked (Crack)
A big sacks (Yeah)
I shot ball (And)
I pitch crack (And)
I dig that (And)
I'm raw, nigga (Yeah)
No zig-zag (Yeah)
My bitch bad (Bad)
Her bitch bad (Bad)
You funny, nigga (Funny)
A Sinbad (Yeah)
I sit back (Yeah)
I get bags (Bags)
I baow-baow, I click-clack

Big diamonds
Big dawg
Big shining
Hit him all in the stomach, fucked up his lining
Could've caught him at that Wendy's, it was bad timing (21)
Do a nigga mob style, hit him while he dining (21)

Marble flows, I got bulletproof do's (21)
Rapping off the head like I'm Wayne, like I'm Hov (Facts)
Grew up 'round them cutthroats, I be on my toes
Old killer from my hood, stopped that clean 'cause he throwed (21)
She wanna fuck a young gangsta, I know (Facts)
Real deal player, I ain't never kissing toes (21)
You know I'm in a rush, baby, come up out that robe
I pull up, she wet already, she been playing with her rose (Goddamn, oh, shit)
Damn, she done squirted on my clothes (21)
If we in the party, then we came for the hoes (21)
Open the dispensary, I got free smoke (21)
Fuck a top spot, nigga, I came for the GOAT (Pussy)
I'm a dog, German Shepard, Great Dane (Yeah)
He got money, but his ass still a lame (Yeah)
On the pole, shake that ass, do your thing
She from the Southside, down the street from Flocka Flame (On God)
Stick left him So So Def, but I don't know Jermaine (21)
How your watch a million dollars and it look plain? (21)
I'm worth eight figures, so I really can't complain (On God)
I tried a play your album, every song sound the same

Big diamonds
Big dawg
Big shining
Hit him all in the stomach, fucked up his lining
Could've caught him at that Wendy's, it was bad timing (21)
Do a nigga mob style, hit him while he dining (21)
84. Lambo' Wrist 2:52

From the tipper (From the tipper)
Jefe shit (Jefe shit)
And if the beat live, you know (2 Chainz) LilJu made it (I'm)

With whatever you with
You ain't the only one out here getting rich
You ain't the only one that got young niggas, you can go pay and do dumb shit
Toni
Hol' up (Brrt, roll up, bah)
Tell 'em roll up (Roll up, hol' up)
I'm in a Rolls Royce (I'm in)
Got 'bout fo' 'em (Fo' 'em, fo' 'em, yeah)
I got baguettes (Baguettes)
On my forearm (Forearm, forearm)
Aren't we living no stress? (Aren't we living no stress? Yeah)
Park the Lambo' on my bezel (Park the Lambo', yeah)
Cuban link, lay on my dresser (Yeah)
My pockets fat, yours anorexic (Facts)
Spend a foreign car all on my necklace
See me shining from the other section
I done put a

Lambo' on my wrist (Yeah)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Huh?)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Yeah)
Done got rich, don't give no shit
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Yeah)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Ayy)
I done put a Lambo' on (Uh) my wrist
Done (Right) got rich, don't give no shit
3-hunnid-50-cash (Fo' sho')

Didn't even do the dash (Pew)
Room full of bosses, nigga (Boom)
You looking like Staff (You)
I'm on a warpath (Fye)
I go homicidal on the beat (Beat)
Lil' bitch, you ain't nutting da me
My partner spin yo' block like Uber Eats (Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga, brrt)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist
Ayy, stand on this pound, I be 6'8'
Keep the fire on me like Big Hate
Might buy your bih, I hope your rent paid
Millionaire frames (Millionaire frames)
Championship rings (Championship rings)
No, I can't sing (What cha finna do?)
But I got more hits than the Braves (I might buy the Braves, Toni, yeah, I done put a)

Lambo' on my wrist (Yeah)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Huh?)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Yeah)
Done got rich, don't give no shit (Yeah)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Yeah)
I done put a Lambo' on my wrist (Ayy)
I done put a Lambo' on (Uh) my wrist
Done got rich, don't give no shit