Lyrics:

1. 100it Racks ft. Southside, DJ ESCO, Future, Drake, & 2 Chainz 4:28

Southside (Southside)
(Summer '16)
Yeah (Yeah)
(Freebandz, OVO)
(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 matt?r
I hit threes off-balance
I switch hands like Allen
I'm just bl?ssed, full talent
For the whole 6ix, 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
And I (DJ ESCO)
I got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*Yeah*)
Got a hunnid racks busting out the wrapper (*Why not? Hah*)
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 bu-(*2*)-sting out the wrap-(*Chainz*)-per

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 on 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-(Uh)-a-boo (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, and I, uh)

I got a 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

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)
E'rything 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
2. 24 Hours ft. YG, Mustard, TeeFlii, & 2 Chainz 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 ass
I know everywhere you tatted
We fuck, then get some 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
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
3. 2nd to None ft. Southside, 2 Chainz, & Dreezy 4:08

808 my crew (808 my crew)
Ayy, Southside, where ya get all that drip? (Ayy, Southside, where ya get all that drip?)

I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm next to a nun, she naked
No di'respect her, my check long as her confession
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none (Yeah)
I'm second a none (Ayy, I ain't)

Tripping off no nigga bitch, nah, not at all
I post a pic and make him sick, got bitches logging off
I'm taking blunts straight to the face, shit got me nodding off
Say I'm a headache, but he just gon' take a Tylenol
I ain't posting 'bout no bitch, nah, we gon' bring right on your street
Fencing DMs and them tweets, like, 'When you coming back with that heat?'
This shit got 'em shook, I ain't even that close to reaching my peak
That's somebody you tryna keep?
Don't let that nigga come around me
Back on my trouble shit, yeah
Ready da rumble shit, yeah
Packing a vault
I got a sauce, he wanna double dip, yeah
I'm finna level up on these bitches like, 'Fuck all that humble shit', yeah
I want the money, fame, and the whips, and whatever come with it, yeah
Showtime bring the whole game through the back do'
Full riders say good weed and enough food for a fat hoe
No flex, pussy so good, he wanna dive in it, then backstroke
Yeah, I've been rich, this act broke like I peep shit, then I act slow
But, I'm not, nigga

I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm next to a nun, she naked
No di'respect her, my check long as her confession
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm sec-(Yeah)-ond a none (I'm)

Shit 'cause I ain't never had no pot da piss in (True)
Dick crooked like a motherfucking politician (Yeah)
I like da wear my shirts with the fucking chains open (Alright)
I drunk so much pussy last night, I got a hangover (Damn)
It ain't no sleep until I impregnate my vault
Swagging like I could play back-court for the Hawks (Huh)
Ion't even think weed strong unless that I cough
In my mama's house so big, she went downstairs and got lost (Lost)
Secret society
All we got is us (Us)
I know I'm blessed 'cause I don't believe in luck (Nah)
Looked in the mirror, like, 'You the only one that I trust'
And she ain't even that cute, so I only look at her butt (Haha)
King Tut with a robe on
Slick Rick with the gold on
Too $hort with the hoes on (Boom)
Old school had vogues on 'em (Boom)
Told shorty, 'Better hold on' ('Hold on')
Then clicked over, said, 'Hold on' ('Hold')
Then, I hung up on both of 'em (Whoo)
Then put my clothes on
I'm gone (Gone)

I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm next to a nun, she naked
No di'respect her, my check long as her confession
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none (Step-second a none-ping)

On these bitches' necks like I'm a chiropractor (Cracker)
Everywhere I go, they call it Jay, say I'm a fire hazard (A what?)
I ain't talking about no snitches when I say I'm with the Teller (Uh-huh)
I got all different kinds of minks, but I need that spot like I'm Cruella (Yeah)
Just a South bitch for a quick trip (What?)
Big dreams to a lil' bitch (Lil' bitch)
Pulled up in that four thing, but I ride a nigga like a stick shift (Skrrt)
Got some lil' titties, some big lips
Don't get it twisted, might get cho' shit split (What?)
My drive ain't with the shit, so I'm getting high as hell when it lift (I'm getting fucked)
Like Wilt Chamberlain, e'ry hit, I drop a banger
You just point me to that bag, said, 'Everybody wanna be famous' (A hit?)
All my niggas wit' me dangerous and yo' sexy clip hanging (For real)
My ex won't let me go, I call that nigga Cliff Hanging (Hang)
Nah, I ain't going
So fierce to takeover (What?)
Beat a bitch, no makeover
Kill a nigga song, he ain't on it (Alright)
Niggas quick da go fake on ya (What?)
Now, they wondering how that rate going (Nah)
Ain't shit free, make him pay for it
Got a pretty pussy, put his face on it (Put his face on it)
Yeah

I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nothing
I'm second a none
I'm next to a nun, she naked
No di'respect her, my check long as her confession
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none
You nutting
I'm second a none
I'm second a none (Second a none)

Ayy, Southside, where ya get all that drip? (Ayy, Southside, where ya get all that drip?)
4. 3500 ft. Future, Travis Scott, & 2 Chainz 7:42

Banda-nana wrapped 'round your head
The bandana wrapped 'round your head
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
Yeah (Yeah, ooh-ooh-thee-ooh-niggas-ooh-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, we 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, only real niggas keep ya-it's-flo-trill-at)
Nigga, where it's trill niggas, a whole army of 'em (Army of 'em, whoo, only trill niggas I know)
Run the check up, I'm a hot nigga, don't turn my 'countant on me ('Countant on me, yeah)
Free Rowdy, Rowdy, free Bobby, Bobby, them the Shmurda homies, good (Damn) Lord (Good Lord)
(Good Lord, ooh-ooh-ooh-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 cumming, 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, ya 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, on
This money an option, this lean is an option, this weed is an option
Yo' bitch is an option, her bitch is an option
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 ni-(2)-ggas I know (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)
Tr-(Only)-ill (Trill niggas I—) on the song wit' me
If she bad as hell, I'll pay the babysitt-(I)-er (Will)
In a black Mercedes with he-(Err)-r
Doing about 180 with he-(Err)-r
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 (Hahaha, shit, God)
Look at thee niggas (Look)
I need a buy pocketbooks for these niggas (Book)

30's in the ci-(Punk)-ty (Ass) m-(Niggas)-oving slow
30-(5)-30-35-hunnid for the coat (35-hunnid)
Only-Only-Only real niggas keep (Real) ya float (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-Only-(Not me)-Only trill ni-(Boom)-ggas I know (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
Yeah, 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

5. 4 AM ft. 2 Chainz, Murda Beatz, & Travis Scott 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 kind of the boss (Tell 'em)
You keep playing with me, I end up signing your boss (Sign 'em)
Drop an EP on a nigga for the free-free on a nigga
Yeah, you ZZ on a nigga (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'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (Alright)
I'ma 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, never turn my back on my slime (Straight up)
Ooh, I ain't wanna fuck (Straight up) the bih, but she wa' fine
Ooh-ooh, hol' up, baby, let me take my time
Ooh, hard a get some head and try da drive
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, Escobar is not open for service
Ooh, send you to Dr. Miami for your surgery
Ooh-(Okay)-ooh (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'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (Alright)
I'ma 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-ooh (Straight up), I used to trap and watch bootlegs
Ooh-ooh, I'm on my wave like a durag
Ooh-ooh, I see your boo, now, where yo' crew at?
Ooh-ooh, talking tequila for the pipe-up
Ooh-ooh, I hope ya 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'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (Alright)
I'ma hit chu 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah)
6. 7 rings (Remix) ft. Ariana Grande, Tayla Parx, Victoria Monét, & 2 Chainz 4:00

Yeah

Breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles
Girls 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'd 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 (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 (Yeah)
I (It) want (Up, roof) it

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

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 new addiction
Who-(Mmm)-ever said, 'Money can't solve your problems' (Mmm-mmm-mmm)
Must not have had enough money da solve 'em (Mmm-mmm-mmm)
They say, 'Which one?' I say, 'Nah, I want all of 'em' (Mmm-mmm-mmm)
Happiness is the same price as red-bottoms (Mmm-mmm, my s—)

'Mile
Is beaming (Yeah)
My skin
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 (Yeah)
I (It) want (Up, roof) it

I got it
I (It) want (Up) it
I got it (Whoop)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop)
I got it (Whoop)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop)
I got it (Yeah, whoop)
You like
My hair?
Gee, thanks (This who they waiting on)
Just bought it
I see it (Whoop)
I like it (Whoop)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop, 2 Chainz)
I got it (Yep, whoop, 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 yo' face like Botox (Yeah, I want-roof-it, yeah)

I got it
I (It) want (Up, oh) it (Yeah)
I got (Yeah) it (Yeah, whoop, uh, yeah)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop)
I got it (Whoop, uh)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop)
I (Oh) got (Yeah) it (Whoop, yee)
You like (Baby)
My hair?
Gee, thanks
Just bought it (Oh, yeah-yee)
I see it (Whoop)
I like it (Whoop)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop)
I (Yeah) got it (Yep, whoop, my rec—)

'Eipts 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 respect
Ain't no budget when I'm on the set
If I like it, then that's what I get, yeah (I want-roof-it)

I got it
I (It) want (Up) it
I got (Oh) it (Whoop, yeah)
I (It) want (Up, yee) it (Whoop)
I got (Yeah) it (Whoop)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop)
I got (Oh) it (Whoop, yeah-yee)
You like
My hair?
Gee, thanks
Just bought it
I see it (Whoop)
I like it (Whoop)
I (It) want (Up) it (Whoop)
I got it (Yep, whoop)
7. Accelerate ft. Christina Aguilera, Ty Dolla $ign, & 2 Chainz 4:04

Hide it 'til we feel it, then we feel it, 'til we fight (Come on) it, yeah (Come on)
Come on, come on
Hold it 'til we need it, never leave it, didn't want (Come on) it, yeah (Come on)
Come on, come on

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 da night
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 (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
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 with me
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs, what's wrong with me? (Oh, yeah-yeah)

All my boss ladies (Independent, yeah)
Go get cha 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 da night
You can get it how you want it
That's it, go da night

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 with me (Yeah)
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs, what's (2 Chainz) wrong with me?

Right, left, mic left (Ooh, ooh)
Mic check, trap check (La)
Sex drive, NASCAR (La)
Crash it like the Nasdaq (Skrrt)
More than you can expect (Ooh, ooh)
Everything except (Oh, yay, la)
Jealousy and envy (La)
We gon' move on past that (Pyoom)
Joint strong, pass that (Pyoom, ooh, ooh)
Ooh, girl, bad, bad (La)
Where the, where the cash at? (La)
Don't forget the hashtag (Skrrt)
Pretty, pretty, so saditty (Ooh, ooh)
Work it out, muscle memory (La)
Get the money, my ability (La)
Until the end, 2000, infinity
I put it in, now that chu're feel-(Ooh)-ing me (Ooh, feeling me)
Look how I'm killing it (Kill-la-ing it)
Leaving the dealership (Yeah, la)
You ain't got internet? (Ye' ain't heard?)
Just left the Ben-(Ooh)-edict (Uh, ooh)
I got them benefits (Uh, la)
Did it deliberate? (La)
Guilty 'til proven innocent

Hide it 'til we feel it, then we feel it, 'til we fight (Come on) it, yeah (Come on)
Come on, come on
Hold it 'til we need it, never leave it, didn't want (Come on) it, yeah (Come on)
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these club-(Come on)-s (Come on), what's wrong with 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 with me
Fuck all these drugs, fuck all these clubs, what's wrong with 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
8. All Me ft. Drake, 2 Chainz, & Big Sean 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 6
I even fucked the girl that 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'