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Ayy, man, you could ask a goddamn every fleetwood it is, you know what Im sayin? You could ask Tony, yo, Mooky, Speedboat, 4 Trey, DuLu,  I swear I been gettin it Hee! I got me 50 hoes, Im a young gigolo I got me 50 hoes, Im a young gigolo 550 bros and Im in the middle though Didnt go to school too long, but I know the centerfold Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just serving these nicks, uh You on the list, uh, hundred shots, you gon get hit We bout to pull up with the stick Think twice fore you diss You better not trust that bitch Better not swap your spit Hop out your Bentley then hop in the Bentley then pull off and skin it Actavis sizzurp every summer, I aint tussin, you drankin that Whitney Im bout to serve the plug a couple times and then run off of with business Nobody wanna serve a nigga now, we ran off on the kinnid, yeah Geeked like Whitney , dope got me geeked like Whitney Money got me geeked like Whitney Give me dope head like Whitney Diamonds, they sprayin like Whitney Put a hundred on your head, Im in it Hop out, make it spray like Lenny Yall nigga rats like kittens Tell me what you need New school, no Ds Better ready for the feast New shoes, no Yeezys Me and my bitch be And Im ready to pimp her, 7 thou for the Clive Christian And thats why I got me 50 hoes, Im a young gigolo I got me 50 hoes, Im a young gigolo 550 bros and Im in the middle though Didnt go to school too long, but I know the centerfold Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just serving these nicks, uh You on the list, uh, hundred shots, you gon get hit We bout to pull up with the stick Think twice fore you diss You better not trust that bitch Better not swap your spit Id rather cop me a whip I wont diss no bitch 10 thousand dollar worth clips We aint runnin out of this shit Give a Percocet to your bitch Now the bitch slurpin on dick Got a circle lane with the clique Universal nigga with the shits Four tre dont got dough play Geeked up, I dont know my name Feel like Im on cocaine Gettin money, still on my dough, mane Minks all on my floors, mane 700 thousand dollars for a dope chain Turn a Cuban link to a choke chain I was bout to blow like propane I got 10 chains on me, ho I aint worried bout no 2 Chainz fore I go Cause momma dont need no new pain I got Ferraris and boats Walk at the dock and go hop on a boat A long way from maintain Gettin head in the Mulsanne The realest, the illest You know Im gon make sure the crew ate The critics , forget it Im just tryna make sure your crew dead When the business get finished You get hundred racks and a blue Range Im Dennis , The Menace Ive been gettin this paper for a couple ages I got me 50 hoes, Im a young gigolo I got me 50 hoes, Im a young gigolo 550 bros and Im in the middle though Didnt go to school too long, but I know the centerfold Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just serving these nicks, uh You on the list, uh, hundred shots, you gon get hit We bout to pull up with the stick Think twice fore you diss You better not trust that bitch Better not swap your spit

Band Gang Im flippin’ and whippin the chickens Shout out my boy Cortez I talk big money cause my bag different Walk a certain way cause my shoes different Hop up in that bitch, you know I drive different Real street nigga, you know my life different I talk big money cause my bag different Walk a certain way cause my shoes different Hop up in that bitch, you know I drive different Real street nigga, you know my life different Drop top coupe, yeah roots, yeah rappin’ for the booth, yeah I can buy em by the twos, yeah Got a indoor pool, yeah Tryna keep my cool, yeah We runnin out of shoes, yeah Blat, blat, nigga woo, yeah I got rich out the blue, yeah I got ape, I go zoom yeah Monkey see, monkey do, yeah I need cars by the twos, yeah Never takin a swoop, yeah You ran it up and spent in on a swoop, yeah This money come and go and you got dues, yeah I doubled up, turn one ring into two, yeah She hopped in the whip, she pulled on my jeans And start suckin my dick, lets go I talk big money cause my bag different Walk a certain way cause my shoes different Hop up in that bitch, you know I drive different Real street nigga, you know my life different I talk big money cause my bag different Walk a certain way cause my shoes different Hop up in that bitch, you know I drive different Real street nigga, you know my life different Pull up on a nigga like What’s up? Draco hangin’ out the bag, it dont zip up Pour eight nigga, pour it up Gang-gang nigga, gon’ live it up Shooters on shooters, like we goin hoopin Ill fuck on your bitch, can’t keep her, she choosin, yeah You know we the gang, see the racks on the chain On a jet, not the same, ballin hard, need a ring A hundred, no chain, and my shooters insane I dont give a fuck where you be, so fuck what you claim In the gang-gang-gang-gang, Ill never ever change And its gang-gang-gang-gang, Free Band I talk big money cause my bag different Walk a certain way cause my shoes different Hop up in that bitch, you know I drive different Real street nigga, you know my life different I talk big money cause my bag different Walk a certain way cause my shoes different Hop up in that bitch, you know I drive different Real street nigga, you know my life different Drop top coupe, yeah roots, yeah

Lyrics from Snippets Aim at the tee, Donatello This ice on my fist, ain’t no metal Coupe came equipped with Berettas deader I kick... ...I got shipped Run it up, they got me a gift whenever I If she mine then she gone get a gift You too wavy, you Aim at the tee, Donatello This ice on my fist, ain’t no metal

Its a lifestyle, you know Im young and Im rich, Im a fuckin nigga, ok haha I think Longways called the blue M&M okay You should call him the blue M&M Or fuckin else By the way Im thinkin of signin keem Hoodrich Keem Im thinkin bout signin Pretty boy I love him to death Think again though Think again though I want all of you guys to be feel free I want all of you guys in the world to be feel free To Join the Lobby Runners We runnin round the lobby We runnin round the fuckin lobby okay My name is Young Thug Thank You

Thugger times Migos Migos times Thugger Nigga trapping out a coupe Pocket rocket in the booth ... ... roll it I done got so loaded like a toilet Left her on the dresser, and she... ... ... come in it You need to try like yellow armpit And we gon ball like a runningback ... And she into something Really created most them niggas flows in the game Now I think its time...

Lyrics from Snippets ...come out in the wash Its gon come out in the rinse, yeah I dont want none of you thots, nah I want a wife and more kids I want the ones that talk that shit

Ohhh Yeah Yeah Hypnotize them eyes Baby, come and help me ride I dont wanna tell em why Pour one at a time Problems what you got Tell me every time I would love to try And I want you to tie How can I be fly smile Ice upon your wrist, you just need on a blazer Tom Ford tooth, brush your toothpaste My son got his check up, now his friends I told em put it up just for his friends sake He told me that I got him, he heard from me He told me that these niggas burnt, they corny I fucked a thotty, then I wash her off me My old lady damn near on Barneys Im fuckin her instead I think she know my name but call me Daddy Hypnotize them eyes Baby, come and help me ride I dont wanna tell em why Pour one at a time Problems what you got Tell me every time I would love to try And I want you to tie Put my main thing on Birkin with Komodo Shopping spree, Im spazzin, know my name, walk through Range Rover four door, your chain 50 A lot of things you dont know Reminiscing when I bought that Patek with a snow cone She blow me kisses through the phone right before I go home Right before I grind to the checks You perform through your sets for the charm on your chest Aint no harm, I protect I know all these thotties tryna flock me, tryna catch My doors suicide, we hop out and then they dip I give you respect, but know it come with this exception Baby, if we fall apart, dont settle for less Hypnotize them eyes Baby, come and help me ride I dont wanna tell em why Pour one at a time Problems what you got Tell me every time I would love to try And I want you to tie

Lyrics from Snippet We all sin We all sin We all sin I cant judge you cause we all sin All sin

Lyrics from snippets Its the coupe, but its big like a hearse And its a V12, money, set, go Fuck around and  the lights on a ho And its the Wraith, but it look like Snapchat Ghost And Im ballin, but Im killin like Jones And its the Wraith, but like Niggas, this a race and you cant catch that flow Look at my diamonds blingin I was killin it like a Lego Killed that pussy, yeah Lil baby iced out And I got so many hunnids just like it grew on trees Filthy rich and still got killers round me And Im havin get my sleeves And I got that ho right off her feet Back in rotation Cause niggas hatin And Im Im bleedin, no bandage Came to leave some damage And Im with that murder shit Aint gon even cap Im ready to smoke you like cigarettes Im wearin all white, cookin all white, cigarette, cigarette Hold my cup tight Bitch, just watch your step And my diamonds the best like I picked em by myself Bitches see me run to these lights like Moss, Moss, Moss

If I give you one pere Youll be coming back to me, you’ll be begging for more And if I give you one pere Youll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po mu pere oh Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po mu pere oh I just ran it up for my people’s sake I just fucked that bitch on a birthday cake Fuck me fifty times, thats a rape case Told her I aint play no games, aint no Playstation My dreads gettin long and my niggas Haitian I gave that bitch a bone just to penetrate Baby I aint never home, man Im overseas No US dollars, I got chrome faces Pop a bean, get you eat out Chains on my neck stand and they stay out Every time she wanna fuck she come say, may I? And call me mister if you want this payout I stay at home in the bed all day Bitch gave me head, I could play all day Pussy comin in, I get I think bitches comin’ in, I get slayed all day If I give you one pere You’ll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more And if I give you one pere You’ll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so pe omu pere oh Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so pe omu pere oh If I give you one pere Youll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more And if I give you one pere You’ll be coming back to me, youll be begging for more Folake je mefa pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po mu pere oh Pere Tinuke je merin pere Malo ni omi kere Talo so po, pere oh

Take off running down the street Hood nigga ain’t getting nothing back Run up on me, Imma hit him with the gat Clap clap, slash slash Nigga take over the prison, nigga take over the street I hope you know that young thugga run off on anybody I run off on me, and I ain’t lying, I ain’t lying I ain’t lying, thats the truth I’m a blood, my crew soo woo This bitch with me, her nails blue So I went and bought a bitch a pair of red shoes And Imma train a bitch With the pills and the soft And the weed and the lean and the molly, ay She gon bring me all of em, no cost No cost, no cost, no boss Run off on you, then pull up and serve the boys I ain’t scared nigga, I been busting cherries Order up all em all, then I wait Took off on em, nigga bout to force you , boys Think Imma rob my connect Think Imma rob my connect Ooh, get the money, get the money, get the loot Told her get the yayo too Shit open, young niggas gon shoot Imma send them young niggas on through Imma send them young niggas on through Lil niggas ain’t got shit to do Playing video games, sir I do Send the racks on racks on through, they’ll do it for nothing Do it for nothing, do it for nothing They see me coming, pop be playing We masked up, gunning, I kick in the front door The back door, I know the spot with my eyes closed Got a foreign bitch, she in a foreign Get her front down, you ain’t even know it Had a burner and you couldn’t get too it Me imports, me exports, I got transports that wear Jansport Nigga this sport ain’t sure sport All the money in just like the Had a baby mom, was golden He evil like the omen Burners, Imma show me Imma show me, this that show This that show, this for sure All duct taped, and blindfolded and gagged up with your 4

You dont want no problems, got Rostas and Shottas You dont want no problems, my partner got choppers You dont want no problems, we got Ks with sticks You dont want no problems, my bro got that big stick You dont want no problems, know we got more shit You dont want no problems, we rich You dont want no problems, problems on problems Nigga want them problems, we gon solv m Slide deep in that minivan, we got revolvers Im tryna hit every man, we dont starv them You know Im pulling up, we dont do no ballin in this motherfucker, rolling with these motherfuckers Hit the block, spray it up, and aint nobody gonna know We aint no cops, but we looking for the plug, where he go? Imma last, cause I never trust a bitch or a hoe We gon slide through, I aint gon shoot you, nigga, April fools My , boom boom You dont want no problems, got Rostas and Shottas You dont want no problems, my partner got choppers You dont want no problems, we got Ks with sticks You dont want no problems, my bro got that big stick You dont want no problems, know we got more shit You dont want no problems, we rich You dont want no problems, problems on problems If I pull up on ya, my nigga we on ya Smoking on that cat piss, Ride with the hittas, roll deep in Toiotas And we gon paint you, call us Crayola My rostas got rostas My partner got partners My chopper got choppers We block all them blocks up We fly helicopters Got shooters, got tappers You dont want no problems These better Better go call your passter Now to Atlanta You dont want no problems, got Rostas and Shottas You dont want no problems, my partner got choppers You dont want no problems, we got Ks with sticks You dont want no problems, my bro got that big stick You dont want no problems, know we got more shit You dont want no problems, we rich You dont want no problems, problems on problems LA! So I rep it like Teezy, Im so bool Bands on fam, no fam you Saying Im broke, must be confused Swim in the money, Mr. Scrooge Hit up Chroam, keep them 2s Stick with the hammer, stick like glew Hit up the homie, Im a fool OG, tripple OG, Terry Crues Bang to the death, dont mean soon Bang on the right, that mean soo-woo Only a sniper, dont miss when I shoot 1 shot from the K knock him out, boom Pull it back, Taste my bullets if you try to take my jewels No vacation but you niggas trippin Try to catch me slippin, nigga I dont snooz Only make moves if its about the money Bro I gotta eat and feed my tummy Saying Im getting fat, cause you tryna get my kommas Gun on me get you smoked like fire Back like crack when I get a gun Look like a trackmeet how fast a nigga runnning Ame it at your face if you tryna get something You dont want no problems, got Rostas and Shottas You dont want no problems, my partner got choppers You dont want no problems, we got Ks with sticks You dont want no problems, my bro got that big stick You dont want no problems, know we got more shit You dont want no problems, we rich You dont want no problems, problems on problems

Lyrics from snippet Young nigga gotta get paid, so I cant do nothing for free I cant do nothing for free I cant do nothing for free I cant do nothing for free I cant do nothing for free I cant do nothing for free Rollie talk, it cost a couple of Gs Hit your block and I go down a whole P ... That shit wont fly where I stay Niggas dyin every day My brother got shot in the face we tryna get paid ...might cop me a Viper I might pull up on your wifey Spittin shit crazy like psycho, nigga

Lyrics from snippets This is, this is just the truth Yeah, yeah Aint talk to God in a minute But I know he forgive me Cause I dont disrespect women And I take care of my children No more Honda Civics, mommy You can get you a Bentley And my daddy, ayy You know that shot that you want? You can go grab it, ayy I touch the sky when Im on drugs Im scared hell kill me, so I fucked around and showed him love Im from the city where you get five thousand and go get you slugs Gangster to the core, you gon have to us ...aint know my music get played to a judge Couldve ran up on me mistaking me for Had to tell babygirl dont mistake me for no love Every city I go through, God aint got nothin to do with my sins I told my brother get him a job, then go back to the pen ...you never told me shit stink You never wanted me to win, but I had never complained You never came to the city, you never talked to the strippers You aint even ever had a threesome Surprised aint Rollie caterpillars You aint even ever had a opp caught up with no nigga You aint ever made...

Lyrics from snippet –serve you Its a Benz, its a coupe Its a wife, its a swoo Its a butterfly too Send his soul to the moon Ima go get that Wraith Jumpin out

Thug’s reputation for bizarre or inexplicable lyrics isn’t entirely merited. His songs are peppered with autobiographical and personally meaningful ephemera. The most widely quoted line in his recent hit, “Stoner,” for example, is its apparent non sequitur of a refrain, in which he repeats, I feel like Fabo in increasingly desperate cadences. To Thug, who still remembers sneaking into Bankhead’s Club Crucial as a kid to see the iconic Atlanta rapper Fabo with his group D4L, the sentiment is real. It’s about ambition, what it feels like and how confusing it can be. “Damn, I used to want to be like D4L,” he says. “Everybody who rapped, I wanted to be like. Pretty sure I don’t want to be like them now, though.” And then there are songs like “RIP,” from his first tape, a seeming map of his emotional life for the previous 10 years, including references to his brother Bennie, who was shot and killed in front of their home in 2000; his brother Unfoonk, currently in prison ; and his mom, Big Duck. I lost three people in three years, he raps, but to Big Duck it feels like seconds, later telling her, I love you, I love you, I love you. Thug was one of 11 children growing up, all of whom lived together, so the responsibilities of family are regular sources of motivation and frustration. _______________________________________________________________ The family dynamic, though, has had its rough patches, something that mostly becomes clear when Thug talks about his dad. Making a half-hearted effort to clean Metro’s apartment at one point, Rip points out a picture frame on the counter that still features the generic, stock photo of a smiling white family, and everyone laughs. The frame reminds Thug of a story about his dad, who had a strange sort of rivalry with a country sheriff a few years ago. He says it started because of his mom: “She tried to be slick, but you know a man gonna know,” he says cryptically. “So they ended up getting into it.” Eventually, the grudge spilled out onto the street in a high-speed car chase, ending when his dad’s car “fishtailed and flipped over a bridge.” Several months later, when his dad got out of the hospital, he began staking out the man’s home. “He’d spend the night in the house with him,” Thug says. “For real movie-type shit.” To let him know he’d been there, just to scare him, his dad would flip over all the man’s picture frames in the night. Nobody exactly laughs when Thug tells this story—they nod and then they move on to something else. If you spend any time at all with Thug, you will recognize this reaction: he is full of stories that have this effect on people. Thug has kids of his own now, and he understands better than most how closely they’re paying attention, how much he matters. “I don’t want my kids saying, ‘My dad was a gangster, so I need to be a gangster,’” he says. “I would rather mine say, ‘My dad was a stunna, so I need to be a stunna.’” His priorities are different now, and so are the people he looks up to. This is the other thing that “Stoner” is about, he says: a claim to a certain kind of lineage. “Hendrix, Michael, Wayne, Future,” he says. “Those are stoners.” As he talks, it becomes clear that this legacy has very little to do with drugs. “Drugs help me think,” Thug says at one point, “but they aren’t the reason why I think.” It’s about a way of being in the world, seeing things off-kilter. It’s about finding a voice that can accommodate the experiences he’s had, experiences that might be beyond words. Or as he puts it, “I don’t want to explain. I hate explaining. But I can definitely show you.” _________________________________________________________ Family and regional royalty is paramount to Thug, even if more often than not it means being loyal to flawed men. His other father figures, too, tend to be gamblers, the most prominent of which in recent years has been Gucci Mane, who as we talk is across town in federal court, being charged with two counts of firearm possession by a convicted felon. Thug had local hits before meeting Gucci—he got early attention for “I Got It” with Ca$h Out, “100 Dollar Autograph” with Rich Kidz, and later “Who’s On Top,” which features a verse from Wicced. But it was Gucci’s endorsement that put him over the edge, solidifying his reputation in the city and elsewhere. And though Gucci had recently undergone a kind of nervous breakdown in public, alienating many of the artists he’d worked with and ultimately going back to jail for assault, Thug still stands by him. “If Gucci Mane said fuck you,” he says, “you need to please know that Young Thug says fuck you too.” Listening to him talk about the men in his life, it’s hard not to worry about Thug, to hope he stays out of trouble. Rip says he tries to keep him busy recording or touring, because when he isn’t making music he can be “a problem.” A few weeks ago, one of Thug’s best friends, DK, a member of the clique he calls Y.S.L. , was arrested for armed robbery and aggravated assault. He’d been in the hospital briefly and Thug had a photo taken there of the two of them together. It’s on his Instagram: they’re drinking lean, holding the cups to each other’s lips as they sip.

Lyrics from Snippet All blue money on me now because Im paid Bitches comin on me now like Im a gay Got black diamonds on me now cause Im a ape And this bitch a gemini but she aint say Eagle landing got them bitches I got when I see police I got one last call and its to the police, oh yeah

When we rock and rolling When we rock and rolling We be rocking and rolling We be rocking and rolling Ayy, ayy High life When we rock and rolling Me and Ola got them bitches, they stay up like Folgers We riding round with toasters When we rock and rolling Boy, Ima pop the again when I want another hit Yeah, Im fucking your best friend when Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling, I dont feel you Even at club LIV, my goonsll kill you If you ever play that, gon have to rebuild you And thats what happens when you fucking with the crew Theyll eat you alive, no chilling, but I do got my 2 Around my shoulder like I come up out that Nolia I got , I got solar When Im leanin and Im driftin, have your ho to the wall like a poster I got columns, I got all in my fridge I got lots of bricks that went Lil Haiti insurance Aint talkin bout no car, but if he sweet, take advantage Come home from the nine times out of ten that babys a You dig? When we rock and rolling Me and Ola got them bitches, they stay up like Folgers We riding round with toasters When we rock and rolling Boy, Ima pop the again when I want another hit Yeah, Im fucking your best friend when Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling I rock and I roll Hottest kitchen stove Your body gettin cold My hearts so freezing cold My shooters, they anxious They shoot when they aim it Have your head by your ankles I pay em to tell em Thank you They went around, you gettin wet from the bullet showers With some Bs and Cs good dollars Bitch, Im flyer than the planes that ran into the towers The money, respect and power My young niggas, they wilder We pullin up shootin niggas just like they did Ricky Out the window with it Im kickin, pimpin with bitches, body-baggin them snitches I rep the 60s, Im good out in Cali When we rock and rolling Me and Ola got them bitches, they stay up like Folgers We riding round with toasters When we rock and rolling Boy, Ima pop the again when I want another hit Yeah, Im fucking your best friend when Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling Rock and rolling When Im rock and rolling We use em as mascots Take her to Magic City, let her practice her jump shot The is NASA, Im bout to blast off The coupes a martian, Young Thug ATLien, Andre 5k We know where your mama stay We know where the bricks lay freaks on their way The whole world mad at me Then I came back Then I rock and roll, then it came back Then we roll and rock Block on extra hot, stove on extra hot Hahaha, Im tellin you, man, we gone Man, Im talkin bout Thugger Man, Im talkin bout we out of here Man, Im talkin bout for real Man, I said bricks on layaway your ass, man, we haha , Slugger, Trae Day, La Familia Rock and roll We gon rock and we gon motherfuckin roll I roll and rock, Im in the pot nonstop, nigga You know whats goin on, nigga, whats trappin

Its our world, we comin through No Baerry Sanders, but your bitch, Im runnin through Whole team flexin, yeah, we got the money blue And when them goons come in, where the fuck you runnin to Its our world, we make it spin Yeah, them diamonds standin out, but Im really in And you have site, but no vision And I burn someone who trys to step to me, so what you thinkin My swag and my car is not from here, there for Im an immagrent My brother tought me how to get money, so I dont have to rent Off white minks on the Coope, all hundreds spent This a spaceship Im drivin, I am an alian All them fuck niggas know Im gettin it, Im gettin it in Plus these little niggas know, hatin on me is a sin But they dont step to me, Im ready for any beef Im greener than the grass, but Im still in the streets Keep my name out your mouth, youre not a boss, and youre not shit Never took a loss, or payed the cost, still, you think youre slick My flow is so sick, like, UG, I think its killin me My swag game to the roof, my outfit from Iddaley Its our world, we comin through No Baerry Sanders, but your bitch, Im runnin through Whole team flexin, yeah, we got the money blue And when them goons come in, where the fuck you runnin to Its our world, we make it spin Yeah, them diamonds standin out, but Im really in And you have site, but no vision And I burn someone who trys to step to me, so what you thinkin Its goin down, I got my mind set And you know what Im puffin, so you can stop sniffin You know Im on some, you can go tell m And I keep green on me, same color Relish Straight out the booth, I feel like Sakivelley And I count all my bread, yes, ready And I kick this shit daily, aint nothin you can tell me Number two on me, test me, you failing Duke on the west coast, smokin with me And Thugger a beast, we playin for keeps Hand over the cheese, toss over them keys Come to my city, you get hit if you sleepin Its our world, we comin through No Baerry Sanders, but your bitch, Im runnin through Whole team flexin, yeah, we got the money blue And when them goons come in, where the fuck you runnin to Its our world, we make it spin Yeah, them diamonds standin out, but Im really in And you have site, but no vision And I burn someone who trys to step to me, so what you thinkin Im not an Indian, but I am a chief You know the money comin fast, cheat What you doin is old, beeper And your bitch want me to come and put her in a sleeper Nigga, this our world, there for this our girl Pass your bitch around, play skip and bounce My niggas with me, psycho Play with us, you goin need insurance, Gyko We gettin to the cheese, Nacho You dont want no beef, we knock the meat right out your Taco Thug say we in this bitch But if a nigga play me, we goin end this bitch Its our world, we comin through No Baerry Sanders, but your bitch, Im runnin through Whole team flexin, yeah, we got the money blue And when them goons come in, where the fuck you runnin to Its our world, we make it spin Yeah, them diamonds standin out, but Im really in And you have site, but no vision And I burn someone who trys to step to me, so what you thinkin

Kacey Khaliel YSL we the hottest I made em believe that Street nigga couple niggas that ask where that weed at Couple fake niggas round with that platinum CZ Couple fake niggas round with that platinum CZ And get chased by the cops where they selling that weed at Only thing I got is love when they get it they breathe it Called my momma yesterday and she told me to fall back Cause she know with me its love where they selling the weed at Taking a percocet in front of a I came to tell Rose gold Chryslers and illuminati Couple foreign Chryslers what we illuminati Just done wanna trade places with Lil Boominati Moncler trench covering my whole body And I got sticks longer than Came round the bottom went straight to the top the cops are never gonna stop me Yeah Im in that Rolls Royce, look like a tour bus Yeah dollars gon shoot at your head Hop in that new 2020 ... ... It aint my child dont need abortions Yeah fuck round and turn off your YSL we the hottest I made em believe that Street nigga couple niggas that ask where that weed at Couple fake niggas round with that platinum CZ Couple fake niggas round with that platinum CZ And get chased by the cops where they selling that weed at Only thing I got is love when they get it they breathe it Called my momma yesterday and she told me to fall back Cause she know with me its love where they selling the weed at

Man, fuck all yall Everything I do is for us only Only us, none of yall other niggas Its on God Woo! Ayy, ayy, Im drippin again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends Im not a Migo, bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me dont spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you dont got no wins You should grab something white and just throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil... dont got class, yeah, we call it truancy I aint had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent I poured a four from the clouds down And my head floating in bliss Im on the phone with big bro now He told me keep Benz on the race Until you see it like this, I promise man youd never think it exists Straight out a jet to the crib, Im quick with the switch Man we never miss, okay Bout to turn up in the club, man, back the fuck up We aint takin no pictures See all the wings in the front, its us We had to triple the digits See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man We had to grant all they wishes Casamigos got me spinnin But I want some spendin some out wit some dealers Lets go Im rocking Dior Sauvage Im higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand Im watchin these women Moneys the reason Im sinning Moneys the reason I gotta take Ritalin You niggas dont care bout women Just shut the fuck up, bitch, Im taking care plenty I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner Got the same name as the butler But more money than Ashley and her mother Got a backwood full of sherbert, Im bout to smoke like a murder Ayy, ayy, Im dripping again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends Im not a Migo, bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me dont spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you dont got no wins You should grab something white and just throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil... dont got class, yeah, we call it truancy I aint had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose She tryna act like she perfect I see all the masks that you leave on the surface She made me write all my verses in cursive She need all them purses at Hermès Thats like 25 racks and we always on a roll Man, we always working, lets go Ay, let me pour up some Act, got some brand new graffiti Its going down my back I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl, you can pick Rocking Giuseppe Zanottis a night I spent half a million designer on kits Babygirl coochie is so tight, you gotta finger her shit with a stick I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Trip to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I got supply I got I got supply with me, yeah, oh I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Trip to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express Im in London, got my beat from London

Lyrics From Snippet Every night, I wake up I hear sirens outside my window Ayy Waking up in the middle of the night Bunch of babies cryin and mad niggas fightin and screamin Then I heard a couple more shots like, Fah, fah Then I heard the cops They rushin down the block to justify Wish pity, hoping you black to push your top back Firin warning shots in your back With no strings attached Lookin from the nosebleed Watchin everybody thats before me hold up my trophy Its mine, mine, mine Im proud of you I swear to God I gotta bow for you Keep it G with me, tell me if you love me, you lovе You said you love me back, said you love mе back I got your back, run up you a sack Show me that you love me Aint talkin sex, but baby, tell me that you fuck with me You said you love me back, said you love me back I got your back, run up you a sack Fuck gettin Botox, I wanna see natural , yeah I dont wanna see you when youre mad Wouldnt wanna see you ever sad Speedy Gonzales in a Jag I wanna tell you bout your daughter and them every single day titanium tub when you bathe You know enough and you know your plays Ooh Ooh Im proud of you I swear to God I gotta bow for you Keep it G with me, tell me if you love me, you love You said you love me back, said you love me back I got your back, run up you a sack Show me that you love me Aint talkin sex, but baby, tell me that you fuck with me You said you love me back, said you love me back I got your back, run up you a sack Fuck gettin Botox, I wanna see natural , yeah Tell me that you love me, uh Tell me that you love me And youll never ever put no one above me I told you lies, but still you told me that you trust me I need your love and, girl, I wanted you to hug me No matter what they tell me, Ima ride I got the doors goin up, they suicide And, girl, I promise I owe you that til we die I had to tell my homies bout this friend of mine And shawty from the east coast She takin me back like I was repoed And I will start to see knowledge Tryna rebalance She want some drugs, she on a ecstasy challenge No matter what, I know that I will never ever fall Before I couldnt see and then I made it out the fog Mirror, mirror told me Im the baddest of em all , yeah I went and got some money, I got paid to be a boss You cant tell me bout the struggle if you never took a loss You cant tell me bout this money if you askin what it cost Feel like Im above the law, free my niggas out the yard Have you ever felt pain? Have you ever been ashamed? Have you ever brought glory to your family last name? I told my bitch Im glad to have her I told her, No one else matters Havin water like bad bladder Whip clean, Ima Dirty Diana You said you love me back, said you love me back I got your back, run up you a sack Show me that you love me Aint talkin sex, but baby, tell me that you fuck with me You said you love me back, said you love me back I got your back, run up you a sack Fuck gettin Botox, I wanna see natural, yeah Say she love and wanna slide in the stacks Dont know everything, but I know we a match Every time I see her, I get a minor heart attack

Hundred K on froze, Im in grind mode Big bank rolls, come from grind mode Real street code, it’s called grind mode They locked up moe, we in crime mode Its fifteen, Lets pretend We got a lot of birds at the jewelry in They wanna get booked by us cause we win These niggas gon’ hate on you even though its a sin But we gon win, we winnin I got bitches from Florida folllowin me back to Georgia Just to look at the Cola Just to whip up the yola Hundred K for my soldier Hundred K for my daughter Fifty more for her mother Im a boss man like Sosa Baby baby baby I can get that dope from you And bring it back like the 80s Im bleedin’ red as a cherry, even green like the Navy I love Molly, fuck Montana We may have us a baby Or I can whip a couple babies Bring me two I can whip five bags like the Jacksons Or I might ass like the Braxtons I remember we were standin’ on concrete servin J’s Asprins Til we found out grind mode work magic Hundred K on froze, Im in grind mode Big bank rolls, come from grind mode Real street code, its called grind mode They locked up moe, we in crime mode Its fifteen, Let’s pretend We got a lot of birds at the jewelry in They wanna get booked by us cause we win These niggas gon hate on you even though its a sin But we gon win, we winnin We winnin, you on the outside lookin in These niggas aint your friends They wanna be in the position you in Street sweep the niggas like a dust pan I aint playin Clean the block, sanitize em Blood bath, baptize em Bleed the block, bleed the rock Turn a square to a rectangle Jump Chris Angel mathematician Young magician, do magic I do numbers, no fumbles Lex Luger, flex Summer Hundred K on froze, Im in grind mode Big bank rolls, come from grind mode Real street code, its called grind mode They locked up moe, we in crime mode Its fifteen, Lets pretend We got a lot of birds at the jewelry in They wanna get booked by us cause we win These niggas gon hate on you even though its a sin But we gon win, we winnin Slimeeee You can wrap a nickel You can wrap a chicken Some niggas rap niggas, some niggas wrap chickens You can use a stick, use a, or a egg beater Ima use a stick, use a stick, and a eggbeater All these cakes fake hit em with bout eight Walk up on a pussy Make sure he aint straight Hop up in my bar crank up that lil engine Oh they think Im trippin Blood gon think Im trippin Ola Playa ignant I super charge my engine I fortune on my image, go broke tryna mimic This pyrex fuckin vision Got me reppin Bentley The slime shit in me, have your ass in missin Hundred Round Semis Oh he aint think this shit was in me? Catch a fuck nigga brippin Hit em with the the AK46S Or the Mac 11s or the Mac 90s Lil player slimy, plus Im fuckin grimy Choppers with bananas, stendos with the hammers red bandanas Coke and arm and hammer Thousand gram man, drop head Phantom Oh they stop and stare, oh they stop and stare Walkin chandelier, plus Im crystal clear Engine in the rear The S is for Slug The L is for Love The I is for me You know the E for everything You know the E for everything Got VVSs on my tinted just swangin, ooh they just swangin We doin nothin but gang bangin We doin nothin but gang bangin

Lyrics from snippet And thats murder, murder case and murder case, murder case Murder case after murder case on murder Black and white brand new G Wagon Nigga, wagon, wagon, , brr, shut up Murdered your mama, then murdered your sister Then murdered your brother, then murdered your nigga Leave the whole city mad about I fucked around and knocked the off your Fucked around and strapped a dick on a Glock Bout to bend her, roll over and fuck her, lеts get it Stack up my blue faces, hunchos and bеnjis Fresh out the lets handle slatt business Yeah, they pop a nigga for the wrong business Yeah, hop out in Prada, my linens

Oh-oo-oo-oh Oh-oo-oh Oh-oh-oo Oh-oh-oo Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a 40 on my wrist just like a boss I just put 10,000 on bitch just like a boss I just came from YSL just like a fucking boss Just like a fucking boss, just like a fucking boss Thugger, thugger, you I want Michael Jackson land, ohh Aww, Ima cash out Im high as hell aint got no satellites on me I tell that bitch I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel just like Fabo Im back at it, Juug man voice Bankhead Hear my song way from the Y-T-C-R-O-B-S-M-M, now we YSL venom Slime thugger wit it, Slime DK wit it Slime wicked wit it, Slime mondo wit it Slime slugger with it, Slime bubba wit it Slime check wit it Count hundreds and fifties off everyones city Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a 40 on my wrist just like a boss I just put 10,000 on my bitch just like a boss I just drank with YSL just like a fucking boss Just like a fucking boss, just like a fucking boss Run that money up, like ya bout to start trial When you beat the case, turn into a stoner child We dont stand in line, foreign shoes hurt your feet Everybody stoned, weed, lean Every time I walk inside the club I see everybody looking You know Im a stoner, I love drugs and I cant never be tooken And you can suck my banana, but I wont eat your pudding So come a lil closer, my bitch wont know ya Andalé andalé andalé andalé How the fuck a nigga think he gone survive on a YSL runway My glasses are metro no blood off your chest I control ya ho like Net-and-flix Your bitch is my dinner she wet like a fish I took off her three legs, T-Rex Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a 40 on my wrist just like a boss I just put 10,000 on my bitch just like a boss I just came from YSL just like a fucking boss Just like a fucking boss, just like a fucking boss I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel just like Fabo

Lyrics from snippets ... Ima spit a hundred rounds out the Tommy Im just worth a hundred, wow, that was funny Diamond worth a hundred thou, and its tiny I just spent a hundred thou Evil spirits on me, yeah I didnt recycle, darling, yeah Tell the critics get out my business I got maids that come over and clean the dishes No parade, I dont wanna see you blimpin No parade, I dont wanna see who winnin, yeah ...

Ayy, C4, ayy, ayy, bro You caught ride there, brodie Who that? C4 Caught ride there I dont mean to bother But can you please call my lawyer? Im like oh my God, yeah Im like oh my God, yeah And I seen her from afar She aint never got to wor Im like oh my God, yeah Im like oh my God, yeah Oh my God, you got me hard, Ima listen to you, iPod Be with me, turn you to God, STD, I run my ward It smell good, Ima put it on my lip Treat me like your baby, let me put it on your hip I wont tell nobody, had to tell you off the rip Cut my mouth off, put it in a Ziploc bag and zip I wanna see your face, baby plеase take your shades off I dont wanna go back and forth likе a seesaw I just wanna fuck and make your bell ring, ding dong Foreign, foreign, foreign, Japanese, French, Hong Kong I dont mean to bother But can you please call my lawyer? Im like oh my God, yeah Im like oh my God, yeah And I seen her from afar She aint never got to wor Im like oh my God, yeah Im like oh my God, yeah Collect phone call, all these bitches wanna fuck Baby, Ill buy you a whole lot of fish like Truck Got a whole lot of foreign bitches, they look just like ducks Im a real old school nigga, I just wanna roll Presidential bitches, knock em down like Im bowling My lil woadie got the best out, he deserve a trophy Ima show her, aint no concert, you know Ima show up Check the pulse, check the motion, Rolie-polie, olie, olie C4 on the beat, C4 got a freak Thugger got a Jeep, no doors on that bitch Stuff those hoes inside of it, put them hoes on me You aint got a beat, MTV jam of the week I dont mean to bother But can you please call my lawyer? Im like oh my God, yeah Im like oh my God, yeah And I seen her from afar She aint never got to wor Im like oh my God, yeah Im like oh my God, yeah

Hey, boot up Thugger, boot up YCeezy Ayy, swag Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Shoot up, shoot up Shoot up, shoot up Shoot up, boot up Shoot up, boot up, boot up, shoot up New truck Racks on it Hold it, Toys-R-Us Ow, ow! Haha, hey Milkin these niggas like cows Got a bitch, she meetin my spouse I got racks on her, I got racks on myself, hey And Ima swim in that pussy like Michael Phelps, ooh, hey Ooh, wait Swag, committed Skooly, hold it Booty, call it Haha, swaggin Thugger, YCeezy Young nigga make it rain for no reason Ha, ha, hoo! Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Shoot up, shoot up Shoot up, shoot up Shoot up, boot up Shoot up, boot up, boot up, shoot up Lil bitch, Im geeked So you know I cant sleep Im tryin on tryin on me Got your bitch on a Molly Now your bitch on me And if you talkin that money Got a 10 on me lil bitty necks Bust a long ass clip Pop, pop, pop, pop Then you know a nigga dipped Even though your bitch to me Ima still make her cum Got a whole lotta dick And a lil bit of tongue Im geeked, Im geeked That Molly on me Woo, woo, woo, woo And you know a nigga geeked Im geeked, Im geeked Im geeked, Im geeked Boot up, boot up, boot up Got the money on me Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Boot up, boot up Shoot up, shoot up Shoot up, shoot up Shoot up, boot up Shoot up, boot up, boot up, shoot up

Yeah, Double O I catch your bitch and I hit with the Trojan White diamonds like a dove or lotion Pussy young nigga try fuck with the kid But they cant fuck up nothin, I got on my motion I promise I come for the smoke And Young Double with me and the guns are smokin I fuck on that bitch, get in motion Got twenty-some karats, my shit out the ocean I cop me a Cartier skeleton, yeah , scoliosis Back to back Lambo with Taurus I fucked that bitch with a virus I put the beam on the carbon I put the Drac on the charger Move down that bitch like a Dodger Racks longer than martyr I came to school tardy I was fuckin your daughter Whole lotta bags FN in the Jag Put some hoes in the cab Put the child in the trash Let it hit like Steve Nash I get lettuce, thats cash I go vet on they ass Im not finishin last Im stackin my cash up , I was gettin my bag I was tellin but Double O tryna spazz I dont need my shit cut, its snakes in my grass I was smashin the gas Pussy young nigga try fuck with the kid But they cant fuck up nothin, I got on my motion I promise I come for the smoke And Young Double with me and the guns are smokin I fuck on that bitch, get in motion Got twenty-some karats, my shit out the ocean I cop me a Cartier skeleton, yeah , scoliosis Back to back Lambo with Taurus I fucked that bitch with a virus I put the beam on the carbon I put the Drac on the charger Move down that bitch like a Dodger Racks longer than martyr I came to school tardy I was fuckin your daughter My diamonds, they look like water Fuckin your daughter, Lil Double O been lit Everywhere I go, got a chopper Fuck blowin up rappin, Id rather just ride til Im rich Get down with a bust down for the one wrist Slime told me the gate out, G6 now the ho lit Uh, since the ho act rich, I put that lil ho on the move Slime the boy out, get that shit off your wrist Cant get no sleep, Id rather chase money takin bricks Got more money than my opps, why the fuck Im on dick? Dont do no talkin, just pull up with choppers and hit my twin, we pull up and step on shit Double O with the scope with the chopper, I dont need no pick hittin too hard like a football hit With seven-hundred FBG, YSL Catch a body, you gon get a bag, dont tell Pussy young nigga try fuck with the kid But they cant fuck up nothin, I got on my motion I promise I come for the smoke And Young Double with me and the guns are smokin I fuck on that bitch, get in motion Got twenty-some karats, my shit out the ocean I cop me a Cartier skeleton, yeah , scoliosis Back to back Lambo with Taurus I fucked that bitch with a virus I put the beam on the carbon I put the Drac on the charger Move down that bitch like a Dodger Racks longer than martyr I came to school tardy I was fuckin your daughter

What You Wanna Poo

Im in my bag aye I just been poppin these tags, aye Thats my friend aye I just went and copped him a Jag, aye Thats my bitch aye I just bought her some ass, aye Look at my wrist, aye, ice age

Ice Nigga, either I got a... A hunnid on me or a hunnid thousand dollars worth of jewelry Any time you see me, Im flexin Thug, count up, nigga You already know, nigga, around the world juugin Im a mothafuckin street nigga Lets go I just iced myself Yeah, I just iced my wrist Quarter million worth of jewelry Bout that shit off juugin bricks Ballin with no deal Yeah, Im bout to ice my clique VVS in my charm Nigga, thats like two bricks My homie Scooter and them got spots in Mexico Aint hard for me to kill a nigga and go No I done juuged around the world whole It aint a place that I cant go I got ice on ice I got money on money I got hunnids on hunnids I got bricks on bricks Me and Young Thug We came from nothin Our re-up was nothin Im juugin and hustlin Spent a half a million dollars on some jewelry so you notice me Bought it off sellin quarter kis I know plugs speak Chinese You know I had to sign me I could write my own checks Black Amigo Gang means youre a boss of your own self You could ice yourself With these plug numbers I got plug numbers I got drug money I got bond money I run the streets Freeband nigga, I got Thug with me I just iced myself Yeah, I just iced my wrist Quarter million worth of jewelry Bout that shit off juugin bricks Ballin with no deal Yeah, Im bout to ice my clique VVS in my charm Nigga, thats like two bricks My homie Scooter and them got spots in Mexico Aint hard for me to kill a nigga and go No I done juuged around the world whole It aint a place that I cant go Fuck the struggle Ima hustle cause I got muscles And I aint Crippin But my hos shoes, they custom And if you play Theyll find you in the creek like Dawson, nigga All it take is one phone call They right there on Slauson, nigga Uh, I aint NBC but Ill re-rock him No Crip, we gon see bout him You cant be right here And I mean that, you hear? Mortal Kombat, tell your ho to come here I could change her career, nigga I could change her gear Look at my ears, nigga My car is rare, nigga And I done stacked up so much cash That them little niggas cant even find me And I dont put the work down So dont call my phone if it aint bout rhyming FBG Scooter, what it do, my nigga? We comin through, my nigga Tell em to move, my nigga I just iced myself Yeah, I just iced my wrist Quarter million worth of jewelry Bout that shit off juugin bricks Ballin with no deal Yeah, Im bout to ice my clique VVS in my charm Nigga, thats like two bricks My homie Scooter and them got spots in Mexico Aint hard for me to kill a nigga and go No I done juuged around the world whole It aint a place that I cant go Its the kid, homie Lot of cash on me Lot of swag on me Bitch, I got bags, homie And I get em right here, in Atlanta For a stupid number You dont understand it I aint gotta leave the state, bitch, Im a boss And for a couple racks, I can get you knocked off I got young shooters BCF And for them Freebandz, they comin to your front step Ayy, Young Scooter What the lick read? I got racks, you got racks, lets make the movie scene It aint nothin to me, nigga I cash out My money got its own spot The rack house

Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands I got me some bands Went and bought me some land Play with them bands Play with them bands Call up my juug Play with them bands Now look at my hands No bitty bitch, Im not playing, I am the man Baby you know Im the man, and you small as an ant nacho I wont stop, no Till I reach up to the top cops, cause I cant get caught in no spot My lawyer said if I get pulled over, call him And I want Ms, I aint talking M&Ms Mama like Im back at it Got a stuffed mattress So I Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands I got me some bands Went and bought me some land Play with them bands Play with them bands Call up my juug Play with them bands Now look at my hands I play with them bands, I play with them bands, what the fuck is you saying? I been coppin ice, I been coppin foreigns, I been coppin land money, I been doing things with my bitch Smoking this moonrock, Im sippin this Lean So nigga they know how Im feeling I came from the bottom, but now Im on top, its a wonderful feeling 20 for ceeling, 2 kitchens Foreign bitches do the dishes While me and Thugger Thugger add up the digets Niggas been My main bitch be trippin on me It dont matter, Imma go get another lady Then Im gon flex Now she my ex Juug! Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands Play with them bands I got me some bands Went and bought me some land Play with them bands Play with them bands Call up my juug Play with them bands Now look at my hands

I just let lil shawty shoot the KillTech I told her relax I just want all neck I just stepped out I told the bitch come get all

I just do what I do, pour up the 4 in the Coope I drip from my top, to my motherfuckin shoe Chacin that paper, Im after that lute I keep me 3 bitches, like they on the loose Pistol in my forign, just hope I don’t shoot I pray to god the trigger dont jam, your bitch on my dick, I just popped a Xan Head for cover, you know that we comin Hit your block like Osama, we bumpin Hop in the Coope, your bitch in the front She keep askin me why I keep stuntin Stunt on a nigga for what? I really came from nothin AP on the wrist, they aint know Iced the gang out, put chains on all of them She put my name on her I put the gang on me I copped the Coope for no reason, cut off the top, the blood you can see I put the blood in the beef I put the bean in the beef I put the stick in the seat, and it gon shoot whenever I please I just do what I do, pour up the 4 in the Coope I drip from my top, to my motherfuckin shoe Chacin that paper, I’m after that lute I keep me 3 bitches, like they on the loose Pistol in my forign, just hope I dont shoot I pray to god the trigger dont jam, your bitch on my dick, I just popped a Xan Im fresh in the Coop, I dont know what to do Been on the table, no shoes Imma not label you when you through, if you dont play with the lute Got your mama sad too Play with me, I shoot Pull up on me, you know I got goons You know Im a thug, you know Im gon shoot Coke in my hand, Coke in the Coope I’m in Dubai, I’m on a crues Imma have 10, I got the scoop And I got a bag of beans All I got is Lean All I got is cream Shampoo, Im clean Old school bitch, everything new I really do what you can’t do I just do what I do, pour up the 4 in the Coope I drip from my top, to my motherfuckin shoe Chacin that paper, Im after that lute I keep me 3 bitches, like they on the loose Pistol in my forign, just hope I dont shoot I pray to god the trigger dont jam, your bitch on my dick, I just popped a Xan

on my wrist like woah She a bad bitch and I like See you friend thats like 3 in a row talk to me Now you feeling like you need it Tick tock, dance for me then Now Im feeling like I need it I can see that ass from across the road And I bout the things that I wanna do like I could really only tell the truth The way you lookin at me imma need a few I need that head right, yeah She dont fall in love but she wasted all the time I just wanna fuck and then I pass her to the side We can, we can Be friends, with benefits dont get my She said, she like that, shе with that Im a dog she a bone, let mе bite that on my wrist like woah She a bad bitch and I like See you friend thats like 3 in a row talk to me Now you feeling like you need it Tick tock, dance for me then Now Im feeling like I need it on my wrist like woah She a bad bitch and I like See you friend thats like 3 in a row talk to me Now you feeling like you need it Tick tock, dance for me then Now Im feeling like I need it

Patience is a virtue, I aint tryna hurt you I need you to read between the lines Calling me out and its unfair Told you I dont wanna go there Swear that I can taste it, all your expectations Rising up, I push em to the side You know Im down to go anywhere But told you, I dont wanna go there I think you feel good Yeah, I think youre so sweet But youre taking this all too seriously You can get close, but I wont, babe Baby, look into my eyes I dont wanna talk about love I dont wanna talk about love I just wanna keep us right here in the moment Why you gotta go get lost in emotion? I dont wanna talk about love I dont wanna talk about love I can make your dreams come true overnight, yeah Ill do anything that you like But I wont talk about love I dont wanna talk about love I dont got time to be lying like a rug Hot as Taki, Kawasaki, I ride it, ride it And the condo, yeah, baby, put your hand in my pocket I aint got time to be lyin, not to no throwaway Shawty pussy wet, she try and drown me, I might float away Can you please tell me Im in control today? Sugar for today, icy like the Eiffel Tower, babe, yeah Why you wanna talk about it all the time? Keep it up over there, you gon be mine I see the way you vibin, keep me hypnotized and Diamonds loud like sirens, oh I dont wanna talk about love I dont wanna talk about love I just wanna keep us right here in the moment Why you gotta go get lost in emotion? I dont wanna talk about love I dont wanna talk about love I can make your dreams come true overnight, yeah Ill do anything that you like But I wont talk about love Cause love always blows up in your face And love always goes south in the worst ways Yeah-eah-eah, yeah But right now Im not in that headspace And this aint the time or place to bring it up to me Cause honestly, Ill walk away I dont wanna talk about love I dont wanna talk about love I just wanna keep us right here in the moment Why you gotta go get lost in emotion? I dont wanna talk about love I dont wanna talk about love I can make your dreams come true overnight, yeah Ill do anything that you like But I wont talk about love I can make your dreams come true overnight, yeah Ill do anything that you like But I wont talk about love

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Six million keys yea Hair down to her ass, with yea Dash Made a couple million fresh out the I gave my lil sister way too

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Lyrics from snippet Tell me why you said what you said Tell me why you said what you said I dont wanna scare you away Tell me why you play it like you play it Rather parasail away And before we go back, Id rather crash that plane we parasailling Tryna she so rebellious Baby, can you please just tell me why you said what you said? I wanna know just why you said what you said I dont wanna scare you away I wanna know whats happening when you play this game So I tend to lie, I tend to lie Fuck I look like turning on you, bitch? You got sloppy toppy Right now, Im bout higher than my diamonds on Laffy Taffy I hopped out the two door Maybach and it look like Im really married I dont mind playin

Lyrics from snippet Oh yeah, red bottom with a Dior sole, oh yeah Lil Doraah, she get super  Lil Dolly, she just...

Thugger, ayy I roll me one, smoke to the face Billboard Hitmakers I roll me one, smoke to the face, ayy Roll up a blunt and Ima face it , yeah, yeah Hey! They politickin bout these cases , hey, ooh-ayy I told her roll me up a blunt and Ima face it , ayy Troublemaker man Ive been shootin out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and they dont play with that She been suckin dick way before a nigga made it, yeah Pass me the mothafuckin lighter Lil mama overseas, Ima Skype her Nigga checkin out the squad, tryna bite us But my hand is way different, got the Midas Do a dream with me, ayy, do some things with me Bae, drink your lean with me , bae, fall asleep with me Ayy fall asleep, we drive Jeopardize your life or mines Let me fuck one more time and Ill help you write your rhymes Its extremely fake They politickin bout these cases, hey, ooh-ayy I told her roll me up a blunt and Ima face it, ayy Troublemaker man Ive been shootin out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Phillipe, they got my wrist and they dont play with that She been suckin dick way before a nigga made it, yeah Bands, bands, bands Right outta the plans, plans, plans Ill pop at your man, man, man Ill do what I can, know what Im sayin Yes, Im geeked up like an astronaut, Im off the Earth Im way in the moon, kickin shit without a broom My mama cant lose Ima keep her in the fresh cars and Ima put on them shoes Ima keep her so froze up, yeah, Ima keep her in some jewels Ima go head and nut in my bitch, Ima gon and give her juice She did two times now, I done told her that was rude They dont wanna see you win, nah, they want you always to lose They gon always want you be stuck with them Theyll never wish you good luck on them And theyll never wish bad luck either And I dont know what the fuck to think either Got a foreign car like a white beetle Actin like she like people Knowin they dont give two fucks if theyre still here Theyll leave her This politician is so fake They politickin bout these cases , hey, ooh-ayy I told her roll me up a blunt and Ima face it , ayy Troublemaker man Ive been shootin out with my neighbors, yeah My lil niggas tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and they dont play with that She been suckin dick way before a nigga made it, yeah Ayy, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah She was suckin dick, yeah, yeah Ayy Yeah, new Tek Phillipe Cost a hundred bands, man Clear, nothin on it Then I went and seen Elliott and iced that motherfucker out, you dig? Thats on Big Duck, thats on all 6, know what Im sayin? I got like a 170, 180 thousand dollar watch, bro And it glow up green at night And when the sun hit it on the plane You understand what Im sayin? Yeah, I used to do this shit to maintain Til I started usin 14% of my brain And that left me with 5 stars worth of stains, you dig? Thugger!

Pull up négro Laisse moi dire que je suis le meilleur Le matin, en allant chercher mes chocopains À la boulangerie, avec la boulangère Après que Rubben mest vicère Avec booba je suis déter Le flow de lil uzi vert Les couilles bien remplies de me-sper Im still in the hood, I got me a check and I dont want no Nikes Bitches, they suckin, and fuckin, they do everything except bite it I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous Spent 20 racks for my brothers appeal and I aint talkin no Vicodin Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces Lil bitch you know Im the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin Yeah, mon gars Je suis trop deter Je sais ce que je maprête a faire Je vais fuck la boulangère Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear Tous les jours je baise Toute la journée, je baise Teresea, Im tired of lookin bae, Im into you, your rear Tous les jours je baise Toute la journée, je baise

Lyrics from snippet Ain’t give no fucks I turned her mouth into a babysitter Lil shawty, i turned the Maybach to a Baguettes, we got them pointers I got big rocks Money big, big This bitch asked me for fame and i said no This bitch asked me for fame and i said no I bought a rose gold Rollie for the show 20 car keys Eenie Miney Mo

Yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes Coco like Im Ice-T Uh, got em bamboozled like Im Spike Lee Uh, you need more than Google just to find me Uh, I just call her bae to get her hyphy Incredible, icki-icki, in general I just start the label just to sign me Uh, me and Chasе connected like wе Siamese Uh, weve been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely I seen his face, seen it Yup, on his white tee, uh Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people Private flight to France, tryna sight-see Popped em in his hands, he was typin Caterpillar Rari, I fold it, lift it up I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, Keep the luck Keep that, keep that ho R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke Talk to me nicely Keep her on a chain, that aint like me Scotts with no strings, you cant tie me Im higher than the plane, Im where the Skypes be Yeah, yep, in my slime tee Princey in his prime, yee Yellowbone too feisty, yee Clean him up, no napkin, yee Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Uh, they gon wipe you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes Scuse me, zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi, dont be missin man Mississippi, dip a sippy, make em happy, make em copy Make em get me Chippi Chippi Theres a lot Im gon spend Tell me when, I beam you to pull up, you gon shootout while I spin Trippin like Im trigger happy; saltfish, ackee, ackee Golf buggy, Kawasaki; catch a fish: sushi, maki, livin life London city, left the town Thug and Travis be the fam Yup, yeah, you know that And when they free us out, its gonna be a film, a Kodak Shoot me pourin right above the rim like Pollack Ive been rippin and runnin, not slippin or slidin, athletic tendencies Ive been up since, cheffin it, whippin it to the base rock, I provide the remedy When we open gates up at Utopia , its like Zootopia You see the crosses over ya , thats how you know its us At 4 A.M. Im phonin ya, not for no shoulder rub Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up, the way they fold and tuck Yup, in my white tee Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Yeah, they gon wipe you before you wipe me Yeah, on boxes of checks, not my-, checks, not my I be where the fuck the light be Bangers in the system, its Bangers in the system, its Ancient Anunnaki Bangers in the system, its that Bangers in the system, its that M.I.A.​

Nigga, you know what Im sayin? Thats all we do, thats all we know We work Huh? Huh? Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt Its Thugger got em Woah When you living like we living, you got bitches on your dick Cause you Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be hard, baby You got niggas wan be Bloods cause you But you gotta You gotta be hard, baby Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be You gotta be, you gotta be Or you gon be a casualty You gon stand up or you gon lay? Fuck that shit, are you gon be hard or you gon play? Nigga, Im from the mud , red clay It can be your day any day Brrap, just spray Always shoot first, ask questions later, fuck a hater I dont give a fuck, thats why I rock this paper I mean, I rock this red I mean, If it aint red, its dead When you living like we living, you got bitches on your dick Cause you Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be hard, baby You got niggas wan be Bloods cause you But you gotta You gotta be hard, baby Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be King Slime, you dont know that nigga King Slime, you cant trust that nigga King Slime shot most of my niggas Thats why you cant trust that nigga Off your true motion Got a in my socks drawer Ima show you young niggas how to ball I put that on my brother And he put that on his suit Ima die sellin bricks In the hood, 736 Ima die sellin bricks When you living like we living, you got bitches on your dick Cause you Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be hard, baby You got niggas wan be Bloods cause you But you gotta You gotta be hard, baby Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be Rocko want them Ms I want them Bentleys I need enough to feed my children Last year, I made a killing This year Ima make me a milli And you know my weed still smell like Im smoking gas Puff, puff, pass Cant invite no ho, she hittin it last And Im riding fast 200 on my dash Skrrt, let me pass Give a fuck bout who last 5k in the chain gang, fuck you mean, mane? I got a brother doin a life sentence for a trip, mane When we catch him down bad, hit him with that 50s hittin his ass, but Im not When you living like we living, you got bitches on your dick Cause you Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be hard, baby You got niggas wan be Bloods cause you But you gotta You gotta be hard, baby Gotta be hard, baby You gotta be

Lyrics from Snippet Oh, oh, ah You know what Im talkin bout I did the keys, I did the keys I swear to god, I did the keys Awe yeah, ah I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls I cant, trust these hoes, no, no, no, no I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls I cant, trust these hoes I cannot trust these leeches I cannot trust these streets I cannot trust these bitches, I gotta trust on me I cannot tell my business, stretchin out racks, on fitness Yeah, I swear we goats , we need to go down and I put the gang on my shoulders and carry on I put the strap on my shoulder and bring it home Had to stay low, fans keep singing my songs I swear to God if I see em in person Im doin em wrong I gotta stay focused, they pull out that camera, take pics Every time Im closing my eyes, She dont speak or dont talk, she shy, she need You come in, Yeah, yeah, my soul Yeah, yeah, I told em Yeah, yeah, gotta stay focused Yeah, yeah, we dont fold bitch I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls I cant, trust these hoes, no, no, no, no I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls I cant, trust these hoes Yeah too big, it cant fit in on friday I been trippin hard on hoes, this is my We can take the top off the benz, baby, take the top off the benz If I pull up with your friend, baby, you gotta swallow my kids If Im a dog, Im a pimp, baby, having fantasy love with a rich lady I put a I stop fuck on you, baby And I wanna caress you, you, just add you to my Rose gold gold rose every time Rose gold Make yo pussy slurp, yeah yeah yeah

Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a Thugger Thugger, you I want Michael Jackson land, ohh Aww Imma cash out Im high as hell aint got no satellites on me I tell that bitch I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel just like Fabo Im back at it, Juug man voice Bankhead Hear my song way from Y-T-C-R-O-B-S-M-M, now we YSL venom Slime Thugger wit it, Slime DK wit it Slime Wicced wit it, Slime Mondo wit it Slime Slugger with it, Slime Bubba wit it Slime Check wit it Count hundreds and fifties off everyones city Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a Running that money up, like ya bout to start trial When you beat the case, turn into a stoner child We dont stand in line, foreign shoes hurt your feet Everybody stoned, weed, lean Every time I walk inside the club I see everybody looking You know Im a stoner I love drugs and I cant never be Tooken And you can suck my banana, but I wont eat your pudding So come a lil closer, my bitch wont know ya Andalé andalé andalé How the fuck a nigga think he gone survive on a YSL runway My glasses are metro no blood off your chest I control ya ho like net and flex Your bitch at my dinner she wet like a fish I took off her three legs, T-Rex Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a stoner, Im a stoner, Im a stoner Im a motherfuckin stoner I just put a forty on my wrist just like a boss I just put ten thousand on my bitch just like a boss I just drank with YSL just like a f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel like Fabo, I feel like Fabo I feel just like

I dont know what she a look fa’ but I find what I want Zaga, he-he-he-he-he-he Lets do this, yeah If its love you’re searchin for Search no more Your mind is what I want to explore We gon discover all of your limits Youll never ever know til you live it So dont you tell me No, no, baby Ill keep it up all night for you I want you Die to prove That its trust You’re searchin’ for, then search no more Cause this mind and heart is yours if you want We gon’ discover all of your limits Youll never ever know til you live it So dont you tell me No, no, baby I’ll keep it up all night for you I want you Die to prove Theres a force Stickin and pullin me closer to what you want Cause your dreams are reality, so... We gon discover all of your limits Youll never ever know til you live it So dont you tell me No, no, baby Ill keep it up all night for you I want you Die to prove Ill see yall tomorrow Eat it like Waffle House Order me a All-Star Lustin on you, I want this shit, oh lord I said, you makin sure Im gon acknowledge you Im bout to take your lil swag through the Bentley roof I heard a lot about you, shit be old news But I dont know how Im supposed to So therefore, I aint leavin here, hell no, no, baby You ballin like you Rajon, baby You sippin Actavis on all yall, yeah Yall bout to pour it on your body You whip it out, you got to ride it Tie my tie with chief , they cant follow me Its gon take way too long to plan a wedding Lets Uber downtown and start this marriage Yes, flood a whole body with that lean, lean, yes Shawty real hot, I call her kerosene, yes I mean everything I say out my chest Money is the answer, yeah, you hit it on the head Ayy, oh man, mi wan prove my love to yuh Girl, open up your arms, let me run to yuh Some woman nah fi tan, a suh sun do yuh But I may not compare none to yuh Mi sure seh mi nuh look like no punk to yuh Gyal, open up your arms, let me come to yuh Mi have whole leap a love to give some to yuh Mek yuh drunk inna love, a suh rum do yuh You know mi heart beat for you only I feel like Im king when you hold me Real , no phony Come be me cheerleader, no homie Everybody know me than stony And, uh, you alone can control me Girl, you have somethin special So come, mek the two a we write a love story anyway Zaga nah, zaga deh He-he-he-he-he-he

Lyrics from Snippets Niggas aint nothing, we gon leave your soul in the stars 25 mil in the lambo, why I went in that car Its funny I remember my daddy got caught with a zip like a whore Sat it on the back of the police car, I grab that shit then a nigga took off Activist Rhinestone chain yo boy Just cocained by a mofuckin car I aint no ghost writer Bitch Im a ghost rider Neck and cheese cottage Racks got my knees knockin I just made 11 mil How you give mean knowledge

I woke up dreaming bout Sex Pour me up some Red

Lyrics from snippet You said you gon fuck me to death when you see me You said that, you said that You said you gon do me the worst I remember you right when you said that You said you gon kiss from my neck to my chest To my navel and dick and nuts We talked about everything Then you know that we got us some making up I lick on that puss on a pill And I make her stand up like some bunny ears I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes And her soul go outta here She look at him like he roadkill and I turned round her life like Im Dr. Phil Lets get freaky deeky round here Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh ... Fuckin with a big dawg Fuckin with a big dawg, baby Fuckin with a big dawg– ... –baby, you fuckin with a big dawg, baby, yeah You fuckin with a big dawg, baby Big dawg, big dawg ... Hunnid ... –never need him anyway And I call him everyday here Im fuckin with a big dawg ... bitch call, yeah Fuckin with a big dawg, baby Fuckin with a big dawg, baby I make my in the ... –big dawg , yeah! , hey!

Look at, this ice, ice Look at, my wife my wife Look at, my life my life

Lyrics from snippet Shawty cuff, somebody buffed her Get your lil sexy ass in that corner, you in trouble I wanna sip it, baby, I wanna make it double You callin Thugger I gave lil mama twenty-five I wanna put a I want it even if she I wanna tie the knot and aint talkin tubes I gave the bitch a million bucks, said, Go to school with it She my so I dont wan know with me We stick together even though I aint got no glue with me Im rich and aint got no Jew with me Baby, stop bringin hoes inside your house They arе not your friends, they just lookin for a scout Same boy yourе with until its a drought You know that they squeeze and they milkin you, no cows I just bought a Porsche and its five-hundred more horses Pockets fat like Norbit, money tall, but she my shorty

Shit, aye I can never tell, rather blitz I want the Chanel, wit my wrist

Cost me a deal Go to the store, get some dranks and some more rubber bands I couldn’t wait I was sipping right out of the

Jaws yea I can make her spray paint my name on her walls Take the mucaine and sit on white From a whole other planet just like Halo I just went and bought a case for my draco, draco Every

I drip in bathing ape , I drip in bathing ape I drip in bathing ape , I drip in bathing ape My shooters roll at ya top , My drip on Fear God My dawg got drip on , My dawg got drip on Im boutta shoot at shit, Im in that coupe wit a kit Percocet making me itch, I get the Rolls Royce and a Benz

Zaytoven Yeah, you know the boys Juug Whats up, brodie? Take care, you know what Im sayin? Its Thugger Thugger, baby JRTC Cinderella, Cinderella Cinderella Please dont leave me, dont leave me, baby dont leave me Cinderella, Cinderella Cinderella Please dont leave me, dont leave me, baby dont leave me I used to drop a dub, till I found a plug Got a spot in the hood, started sellin drugs Put my life on the beat, then I caught a buz There I was, juugin round the world Make the skrilla disappear, Im talking magic Saved all that juug money, bought myself a mansion Crib far away, but I got shooters in the mansion Still tuck that work, but shh, lets keep that confedential Came from nothing, and my nigga Young Thug Came From Nothing too But we blessed now, look what that money do Shades on like Urkel, money all in my circle Sippin out of two white cups, inside of that color purple Juug! Cinderella, Cinderella Cinderella Please dont leave me, dont leave me, baby dont leave me Cinderella, Cinderella Cinderella Please dont leave me, dont leave me, baby dont leave me Hit my cup, hit my blunt I cant front, I aint here forever, but I stunt I aint drunk in two days, like a month Im just boolin with my dogs, like I hunt I be hood rich in a minute, hoe If I started, Ill finish, hoe Slap the money like a ginny, hoe Watch no rimming, hoe Count fast like a telly, hoe Rain stop Play with racks like Im tenis, hoe We count the cash, we never finish, hoe Yung Ralph got a couple licks we gon go hit A country boy, want bricks getting rich Go round the 6 Run trains, get hit you know Im rich Cinderella, Cinderella Cinderella Please dont leave me, dont leave me, baby dont leave me Cinderella, Cinderella Cinderella Please dont leave me, dont leave me, baby dont leave me

Lyrics from snippet ... side chick I took the swag back to the 80s, I sidekicks I turnt a Pinto to a foreign cause Im righteous She never hurt nobody, therefore, she dont hurt her body Im left by my lonely

Lyrics from Snippet ... I got excess cash til I go Pink mink, pink , bankroll Got exotic rifles Ha, ha, I just signed with Tidal Nah, nah...

What the hell we gon do? Quarter past two, new Bentley Coope Where the hell the roof? The roof been gone Quarter past two strong number one fan tried to steal Damb its a quarter past three Fucking with this bitch, I dont let them freak me me nigga who is keep asking girl you nasty was tryna get She say she wanna ride on the top floor Say she with her friends They can come too Aint no telling what the hell we gon do She say she wanna ride on the top floor Say she with her friends They can come too Aint no telling what the hell we gon do Um, Thug, hoes know who I be Im respected in my arms, call em IVs Whole fam gettin cash, we the Cosbys I am not advertising, but you can try me Cause I got kicked out of school for money laundering Yall niggas starving which means your moneys hungry I tried to tell them lil niggas dont start me Cause I have no brakes, that means you cant park me Or not start me cause Ima start regardly Oops, I mean regardless, new charm, red piss I walked up on him like, Homie, give me the best bricks And Ill be back for the most requested She say she wanna ride on the top floor Say she with her friends They can come too Aint no telling what the hell we gon do She say she wanna ride on the top floor Say she with her friends They can come too Aint no telling what the hell we gon do

Lyrics from snippet Yeah, Im fuckin your bitch, yeah, she act like a brat, yeah I put the splat-splat right on her back, yeah front of a shack, yeah And now I got Rarris and Rarris and Lambs in front of the back, yeah I put the baguettes in the front of the earrings in front of the , yeah I put VVSs in front of the wrist and the back of the neck, yeah Let em come in the lobby, Ill kill em with violence We got plenty bodies, got nine lives, yeah Heard 12, I jumped off the porch, they killed my wife, yeah I put on my tribe, lets go, couple million and rise, lets go ...you know, its a whole lotta snitchin, you know I dont tell facades on the Too many cars up in the garage, we doin everything large Ride down the woods in the middle of March Wait til the seal get hot The murder had to pull it apart, took off some niggas for watchin They still , you tryna be somebody you not Im smokin on scotch her booty, she pokin it out Im sippin codeine and I keep it on rocks Im rockin the rocks full of rocks Im parking the yacht by the lot

Lyrics from snippet , gang , I keep the ring , No more maintaining ,  But if a pussy take my life Ima need another try I got a diamond in my eye Me and my niggas bowtie Our relationships spiced She get on top of me and slide If a pussy nigga take my life Ima need another try ... Yeah eat away, Im ballin with no cover I will never go out sad

said the judge I keep the draco on me, I shoot at the club, I shoot at the judge I told her I gotta spend ya Stick it, Stick it She a penetrator, shes a Very freaky girl, shes quick to squirt on her walls

Money on the floor I got it out the bowl, and niggas started robbin too Big bag I need you too Gucci big racks on my jeans Im drippin woo Im drippin on you hoes, ooh Big

Lyrics from snippet I’m fresh off the road, I’m behind the shows Imma giant boss, I can smash hoes Bounce that ass bounce that ass bounce that ass Bounce that ass in Versace drawls, these Versace towels And the house cold, it’s a main move Once upon a time On that big couch, let your hair down, make that ass bounce Make that ass bounce It’s a fucking mosh pit on his motha fucking wrist And I love that shit, in the coupe I ride that dick Make that ass bounce, make that ass bounce Bitches ready for that action, hold up, you a nasty Motha fucka want kid drinking bitch Can’t complain about this pussy it’s to lit I’m fresh off the road, in designer clothes We the I got main hoes

Dick in her mouth like a Tomb Beat it up till it get numb She trynna swallow my sons I be to high, I dont know what Im on Super Sayin, I done went Goku Diamond tooth candy like fruity loop Stick to the play and got more loop Stars

Letra de About the money Tamos soñando con jacuzzi money Ser de oro como Leo Messi Tamo oliendo los billetes, mami Queremo mojar a todas las shawtys Caminar entre montañas de dinero Ser feliz haciendo lo que quiero Vivimos en el barrio, pero vamos al cielo Amanecer en una playa en Hawa-aii He dormido con mi baby Cenar en el centro de París al lao de mi lady Vestir de Coco Volverse loco que... Llegue lo que quiera Pero estamos nosotros Pasamos por encima Como el cesto del potro Si tú no eres mami yo seré un monstruo Queremos viajar, dar la vuelta al mundo ma Queremos viajar, llenos de pasta rolar la ciudad Queremos manejar un Cadillac Volar y volar Queremo ganar I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ooh Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe Im S.L.I.M.E. like the reverend I shoot at the reverend ayy Pants out the grocery store They stuffed with lettuce, ayy She try make the extras, I tell on these bitches, hey When its bout time to pay, Ima bail on these bitches So-so-solo quiero dinero Por él yo me muevo Por él yo me muero Dolares, yenes o euros I dont give... I dont give a fuck Me da igual Sólo quiero money Sólo quiero cash Vente conmigo mami Que lo vas a disfrutar Te lo puedo asegurar, te lo puedo asegurar mamá Quiero llevar una cartera Que parezca que va a explotar Llena de billetes y monedas pa mí y pa mi baby mama No quiero más drama No quiero más drama Sólo quiero verte a ti contando billetes tumbada en mi cama I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ooh Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe Im S.L.I.M.E. like the reverend I shoot at the reverend ayy Pants out the grocery store They stuffed with lettuce, ayy She try make the extras, I tell on these bitches, hey When its bout time to pay, Ima bail on these bitches

Cause I, I, I’m in the stars tonight So watch me bring the fire and set the night alight I got a stank ass walk and a reckless ass mouth And my shit so tight, when we fuck, my pussy talk I dont even say, What’s up?, I just tell him what I want Cause I got another nigga thats gon do it if he dont, ah Shoes on, get up in the morn Cup of milk, lets rock and roll King Kong, kick the drum Rolling on like a Rolling Stone Sing song when Im walkin’ home Jump up to the top, LeBron Ding-dong, call me on my phone Ice tea and a game of ping pong She a Casper to me, I need glasses to see In the mall with her daddy, she a bastard to me You ain’t fuckin him right, bitch, pass him to me Real niggas love mе from the H to the D This is gettin’ heavy, can you hear the bass boom? Im ready Life is sweet as honey, yeah, this beat cha-ching like money, huh Disco overload, Im into that, Im good to go I’m diamond, you know I glow up Hey, so lets go Cause I, I, Im in the stars tonight So watch me bring the fire and set the night alight Shinin through the city with a little funk and soul So Ima light it up like dynamite, woah-oh-oh Bring a friend, join the crowd, whoever wanna come along Word up, talk the talk, just move like we off the wall Day or night, the skys alight, so we dance to the break of dawn Ladies and gentlemen, I got the medicine so you should keep ya eyes on the ball Patek just for the day She gotta go, roll the Ace of Spades She catch a cold when she rock the chains But let me see, Pinky and the Brain Our baby mamas aint the same She like, Baby daddy, ice my chain She bout to come and give me top like a crane You a bitch and a ho, but you gang, ayy Shake what your doctor gave ya Huh, this is gettin heavy, can you hear the bass boom? Im ready Life is sweet as honey, yeah, this beat cha-ching like money, huh Disco overload, Im into that, Im good to go Im diamond, you know I glow up Lets go Cause I, I, Im in the stars tonight So watch me bring the fire and set the night alight Shinin through the city with a little funk and soul So Ima light it up like dynamite, woah-oh-oh Doctor Miami add layers Now the ass is fat like an acre Come to the spot and we lay up And Ill cream that pussy like mayos Ever since I got my cake up I been runnin these bitches like the mayor Dont stop, hatchback Shakin that ass on Snapchat Off the script and shakin that ass What youll do for these rack, racks Where my thots at? I just freed this bitch like a bird, yeah Where my thots at? Let me hit it from the back, say, Slatt, Slatt Cause I, I, Im in the stars tonight So watch me bring the fire and set the night alight Shinin through the city with a little funk and soul So Ima light it up like dynamite, woah-oh-oh Dyn-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na, life is dynamite Dyn-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na, life is dynamite Shinin through the city with a little funk and soul So Ima light it up like dynamite, woah-oh-oh Dyn-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy Dyn-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy Dyn-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy Light it up like dynamite Dyn-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy Dyn-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy Dyn-na-na-na, na-na, na-na, ayy Light it up like dynamite Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch Dont stop, pop that cat Mmm, mmm, just like that Mmm, mmm, shake that shit Hmm, hmm, work it, bitch