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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, go away We just wanna party Party just for you We just want the money Money just for you I know you wanna party Party just for free Girl, you got me dancin Dance and shake the frame We just wanna party Party just for you We just want the money Money just for you I know you wanna party Party just for free Girl, you got me dancin Dance and shake the frame This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now This is America Dont catch you slippin now Look how Im livin now Police be trippin now Yeah, this is America Guns in my area I got the strap I gotta carry em Yeah, yeah, Ima go into this Yeah, yeah, this is guerilla Yeah, yeah, Ima go get the bag Yeah, yeah, or Ima get the pad Yeah, yeah, Im so cold like, yeah Im so dope like, yeah We gon blow like, yeah Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody You go tell somebody Grandma told me Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Black man This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now This is America Dont catch you slippin now Dont catch you slippin now Look what Im whippin now Look how Im geekin out Im so fitted Im on Gucci Im so pretty Im gon get it Watch me move This a celly Thats a tool On my Kodak Black Ooh, know that Get it Ooh, work it Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands Contraband, contraband, contraband I got the plug in Oaxaca They gonna find you like blocka Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody America, I just checked my following list, and You go tell somebody You mothafuckas owe me Grandma told me Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Black man Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, tell somebody You go tell somebody Grandma told me, Get your money Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Get your money, Black man Black man You just a black man in this world You just a barcode, ayy You just a black man in this world Drivin expensive foreigns, ayy You just a big dawg, yeah I kenneled him in the backyard No, probably aint life to a dog For a big dog
Hey Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na, ah Oh, but my heart is in Havana Theres somethin bout his manners Havana, ooh na-na He didnt walk up with that how you doin? When he came in the room He said theres a lot of girls I can do with But I cant without you I knew him forever in a minute That summer night in June And papa says he got malo in him He got me feelin like... Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I knew it when I met him , I loved him when I left him Got me feelin like, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh And then I had to tell him, I had to go Oh na-na-na-na-na Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana My heart is in Havana Havana, ooh na-na Just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam Back it on me Shawty cravin on me, get to eatin on me She waited on me Shawty cakin on me, got the bacon on me This is history in the makin, homie Point blank, close range, that B If it cost a million, thats me I was gettin mula, baby Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana My heart is in Havana Havana, ooh na-na Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back like... Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back like... Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back like... Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na Take me back, back, back Hey, hey... Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Take me back to my Havana... Havana, ooh na-na Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na Oh, but my heart is in Havana My heart is in Havana Havana, ooh na-na Oh, na-na-na Oh, na-na-na Oh, na-na-na Oh, na-na-na Havana, ooh na-na
I done, uh, ha, huh London On Da Track, bitch Ayy, Rich Homie, Thugga Thugga in this mothafucka Rich Homie, Thugga Thugga in this mothafucka Rich Gang, Thugga Thugga baby Got like four ounces in a 20 ounce, bitch Im blessed I done , did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin Million five on the Visa card Hundred bands stacked look like some fuckin Titans Nigga servin great white like Im feedin sharks I wont do nothin with the bitch, she cant even get me hard Somethin wrong with the pussy Even though I aint gon hit it, Ima still make sure that she douche it Me and my woadie, we dont get caught up like that, no way We aint got time to go see doctors, J, hey Who said money? Hop up in my bed full of forty bitches, Im yawnin Hey, think this a show, bitch, Im performin I do this shit for my daughters and all my sons, bitch Im gonna run up them bands up, take care their funds, bitch I got a moms, bitch , she got a moms, bitch I got sisters and brothers to feed I aint goin out like no idiot, Im a OG I done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin Still screamin Fuck the otherside Ima ride for my nigga, ayy And Ima die for my nigga, ayy Aint gonna be latchin on my niggas, ayy Niggas couldnt see me if they had a genie Ima live my life like Bennie, R.I.P. my brother Bennie I stack them racks to the ceiling, now these niggas cant beat me I just might wake wantin Chanel and these bitches cant see me Im in a whole other league I aint got AIDS but I swear to God I would bleed Til I D.I.E 28 floors up I feel like I could F.L.Y.E.E Pee on top of these bitches God told me they can never stop me so they aint gon stop me Im in that Corvette with baby mommy gettin sloppy toppy Im bleedin red like a devil, I see these bitches plotting They wanna know how I got Ms and I didnt finish college I done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin I do it for my daddy , I do it for my mama Them long nights, I swear to God I do it for the come up Im Willie B beatin on my chest, in the jungle, ayy Money on money, I got commas in every bank Sunday through Monday Ive been grindin with no sleep Talkin bout takin somethin from me, like no way Thugga Thugger, thats my brother, brother You dont want no trouble trouble or you can get these fists, knuckle, knuckle Buckle up like a seatbelt or Ill shoot ya Punchin on the gas , too fast, and I lose ya Give me a bed, and Ill do her , I want her head, Medusa I swear a nigga gone cause this strong Im blowin super Ayy, grindin for a new day Im skatin, like that nigga Lupe Hey, Im on the top just like toupee Ayy, Im in her mouth just like toothpaste Ive done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle Nigga livin life like a beginner and this is only beginnin Im on the top of the mountain, puffin on clouds and niggas still beginnin Sitting in the middle of this ocean, Pacific that is You understand me? Bunch of bad bitches, ya heard? Popping that GTV, living that lifestyle, ya heard? I do this for Ms. Gladys, boy - 100 1.2K
You dont want zero problems, big fella! Yep! Igh! If one more label try to stop me Its gon be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh huh You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! Ooh, watch me come and put the hinges in their hands Countin Benjis while we meetin, make em shake my other hand, huh Milly rockin, scoopin all the blessings out my lap Bitch I know you tried to cheat, you shoulda never took a nap, hey Fuck wrong with you? What you were thinkin? Fuck you thought it was? You talk that talk that make a lame-ass nigga fall in love Not me, though, bitch, you can keep those Bruh, Im at your head like Craig did Deebo Dont tweak, bro, its never sweet, ho My shooters come for free, so If one more label try to stop me Its gon be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh, huh You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, you bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Yep, yep Pull up in the new thing, Im like You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha They be like, There he go! You old Petey Pablo, take your shirt off Wave round your head like a helicopter I aint put enough weed in the blunt All you do is smoke tobacco Where the hell you get them from? Yeezy said he aint make them My niggas chasin bounty hunters And gettin chased by their baby mamas My first tat was on my stomach Got a pocket full of money And a mind full of ideas Some of this shit may sound weird Inside of the Maybach Look like it came out of Ikea Run shit like diarrhea Big yacht, no power steering Aye, aye, captain Im high, captain Im so high Me and God dappin This is my blessin This is my passion School of hard knocks I took night classes You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Yep Pull up in the new thing, Im like They be like, There he go! I got problems bigger than these boys, yeah My deposits, they be on steroids Lord, free the Carter, niggas need the Carter Sacrificin everything, I feel like Jesus Carter Hold up, I got this sewed up, my soda poured up My woes up, Im flippin those bucks, they doing toe tucks I rolled up and let the smoke puff I lay down, toes up Hold up, get too choked up when I think of old stuff Move on, put my goons on, they kidnap newborns In the streets my face a coupon Her pussy too warm All these bitches come to do harm Just bought a new charm Fuck the watch, I buy a new arm, you lukewarm Im Uncle Luke with the hoes Pretty bitches, centerfolds Tippy toes around my crib in they robes, just their robes Half a milli in the safe, another in the pillowcase Codeine got me movin slower than a caterpillar race Fuck wrong with you? What you were thinkin? What you thought it was? I just popped five Percocets and only caught a buzz And if that label try to stop me There gon be some crazy Weezy fans waitin in the lobby Mula, baby You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, bih You dont want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha Just another day, had to pick up all the mail There go Chano ridin through the streets, they be like, There he go! You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me You dont want no problem, want no problem with me They say so, ridin with the payo They be like, There he go! There he go
Yeah Oh, yeah, uh Ooh, Thugger, yeah Yeah Travis Scott Thugger, Thugger, bitch Yeah I pour a four up I call your ho up Just to fuck her and show her I just went got my dough up Pullin off and Im gone Then I go and pour four up Then I roll up that roll-up Then Im callin your ho up Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Never will I cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin a bag on you Do all of that for no reason Ima pull up MR2 Hittin the block and Im bleedin Throwing that Rollie on you I like the way it be freezin, yeah Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Pour up a four of that Actavis Lean like my motherfuckin granny did Super Bowl ring with big-body Benz I stacked it up, now Im just better livin Got screws in my mouth, Im just preppin it Im fucking this cash, Im not celibate Im packin it out like a reverend I need all this cash, I got hella kids Ima play dumb and get left in the middle Back the fuck up, you too little Hit em with three like Im Miller I dont talk to no man in the middle I dont talk to no man, Im just kiddin But I did pay my sisters tuition I feel lucky, I should play the lottery Walkin off with it like Sonny Liston Mama told me Im her brightest star Mama told me dont hate on the law Because everybody got a job Because everybody wan be a star Please believe every motherfucker around here wan be a part She gon do anything in her power to be with ya boy Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Never will l cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin a bag on you Do all of that for no reason Ima pull up MR2 Hittin the block and Im bleedin Throwin that Rollie on you I like the way you be freezin, yeah Pick up the phone Macaulay Culkin, baby, Home Alone I thought I was right Then I had to man up, I was wrong I hate when we fight She in love with the pipe I draped her up in ice, I pour my four on ice Birds in the trap sing Brian McKnight Percocet and codeine, please dont take my life She had a dream with Céline so I bought it twice Young nigga make it right back tonight Girl, youre so cute and your ass is nice Drinkin on four and Im shootin dice Wrist polar bear, Klondike And Im loving all races Hell nah, I dont discriminize Drinkin on clean, sanitize Ostrich seats with the frog eyes If I ever call your phone, baby Best believe its only one time Pick up the phone, baby I know youre home, baby Im in the zone, baby I just poured up a four, baby Never will l cheat on you Never will I commit treason Blowin a bag on you Do all of that for no reason Ima pull up MR2 Hittin the block and Im bleedin Throwin that Rollie on you I like the way you be freezin, yeah Pick up the phone, baby Im in the zone, baby Pick up the phone, baby Im in the zone, baby
Woah Yeah, man, T.I.P. in this motherfucker with me, nigga To the max with it Racks I count six shots Bustin out the bando A nigga jewelry real metal like a can opener I went from rags to riches to a feature with Tip I went from Smart Card to a bitch with some smart lips And the F&N make my hip limp Im goin fishin with these little bitty shrimp dimps And my bank roll got a big dip She gon bring it on a big ship Quite trill, no QuikTrip I got thugs in the alley, know Tip here And she just wanna have a good day Smoke way more weed than a guy in L.A Damn, Ill hold them birds til next May Never let em fly away I heard, hey buddy Listen what my nigga Tip say, hey If it aint about the money Dont be blowin me up, nigga, I aint gettin up If it aint about the money Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time If it aint about the money Nah, I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it Bitch nigga, miss me with it, turn it I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ayy Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe, ooh Im slime 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, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, what you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin at the corner store with a pocket full of dough Ill be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho Learned that from UGK back in Pocket Full of Stones Put your money down, I could buck a hard 4 You playin with it, Ima send em through your car door My watch flooded, shit sick, got Parvo Im doin it for black and yellow, free Hardo The head honcho, nigga, no Tonto, nigga Im quick to put some bricks in a Bronco, nigga Niggas talk shit, well, I dont respond to no nigga No murder, no dough, no convo, nigga If it aint about the money Dont be blowin me up, nigga, I aint gettin up If it aint about the money Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time If it aint about the money Nah, I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it Bitch nigga, miss me with it, turn it I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ayy Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe, ooh Im slime 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, ayy What you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin in the trap, slangin good blow Them 80s babies used to slang that crack Buy a stolen car while he bang that AK If you ever took a loss, better bring that back Catch up witcha, betcha he gon blow your brains bout that Ba-bow, ayy, know you better be On your best behavior when addressin me Because, bye-gones, we dont let em be Niggas disrespect me, Ima catch a felony For real, if you listen I can get you paid But not interested in shit you say If it aint about the money Dont be blowin me up, nigga, I aint gettin up If it aint about the money Aint no use in you ringin my line, stop wastin my time If it aint about the money Nah, I cant even hear what you say, I aint finna do shit If it aint about the money Bitch, you can miss me with it Bitch nigga, miss me with it, turn it I pack an 11, I pack an 11, ayy Im ridin in a gator, my shoes are Giuseppe, ooh Im slime 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, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, what you think we in the neighborhood for? Standin at the corner store with a pocket full of dough I’ll be damned if a nigga wife a hood ho Learned that from UGK back in Pocket Full of Stones, nigga
Ricky Racks, I see you! Thugger! YSL for life, bitch Yeah fuck you, your momma and everything else Yung Shad, you killed this track Free the GOAT! Thats my best friend, thats my best friend, flexin Big ol booty bitch missus from Texas, whats next is Im gon skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me And thats my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin wit me, she gon smile cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah! Yeah Take them boys to school, swagonometry Bitch Im bleedin bad, like a bumble bee Hold up! Hold it, hold it, nigga proceed Ima eat that booty just like groceries Eat on that coochie, lay that bitch down like lets do it No Tiger, bitch, eat that wood, eat that wood Supplier, bitch, I got pistols, no wood I want them tacos that are Meagan Good Helicopter choppin with the buzz Stuff them racks inside them if they nudge Bang that other side, nigga curb And my reefer louder than a speaker Yeah my niece is hangin with The Beatles If you ever find her, better keep her 37 cameras for the sneakers Goin out like Ox or Beanie Sigel Send a cop, I cant wait to mistreat em Forcin your ho, I cant wait to mislead em And beat em, they aint my people Thats my best friend, thats my best friend, flexin Big ol booty bitch missus from Texas, whats next is Im gon skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me And thats my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin wit me, she gon smile cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah! Yeah! Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds today I done cut back on that lean, Im on that Hen and Dussé Dont do no talkin, when you see him, you better shoot in his face I got a hundred bitches that cant wait to replace Michael Jackson, nigga, Thugger Jackson moon walkin The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shoppin Me a horny goat, Im boolin at the bull stop No I cant get arrested cause Im talkin bout my necklace Ima put that bitch in the buck, Im a dog, lets get stuck My lil sister Dora, eat them Lucky Charms and give me luck Waddup cuz? Here yo cup, call my Bloods, bring my bup Your crew suck, dont got bucks, these aint drugs, nigga Thats my best friend, thats my best friend, flexin Big ol booty bitch missus from Texas, whats next is Im gon skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch me And thats my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friend Nigga livin TTG and everything is still on fleek Bad bitch rollin wit me, she gon smile cause she on fleek Hundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleek Hey-yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, woah Woah, woah Oh Oh Me-meet me at The London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things we cant undo You just send the pin, I can find you 61, on the money, 92 You just say the word and Ill run through Two texts, no reply, thats when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew Yeah, circumnavigate the globe as the cash grows Get a nigga whacked like you get the grass mowed Im talkin slick when Im with the Big Slime, nigga Could hit your bitch, you could never hit mine, nigga In my DM, they electric slide, nigga No catfishin, this is not a fish fry, nigga Never switch sides on my dog Catch a contact, hitch a ride, go to Mars Everybody sing How could you come up out your face And say I aint the hardest nigga you done ever heard? I left a flock of rappers dead and buried A verse from me is like eleven birds Just did the math, thats like two thousand dollars every word Im on the verge, Ill beat the charge I killed some niggas and I walked away from it Then I observe, just how you curve Then told the nigga that they gotta wait for it I know—I know you in high demand Im ballin on a pussy nigga like Juwanna Mann Im drownin all inside the pussy like I never swam Ayy, fuck your IG, I put somethin on your sonogram Im the man, ayy, ayy Me-meet me at The London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things we cant undo You just send the pin, I can find you 61, on the money, 92 You just say the word and Ill run through Two texts, no reply, thats when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew Pimp talk, church talk, I can make a brick walk Up north, down south, Bankhead to Rachel Walk Hit it with a little water, stretch it like a vocal cord STD, I run my ward, fuck a fed and his daughter Ima run the compound I supply the cigarettes and bread I got a main and she gon ride She took a quarter and she fled Im in the Lamb, so she gon ride I see the pain in shawtys light brown eyes Im at The London with some big thots No fries, she eat steaks with the fish sides Didnt your mama tell you when something on fire, stop, drop and roll? Ive been on the road like a pair of spinners at Stop-N-Gos I could charge em like a Dodge Hemi Demon Got your broad in the garage eatin semen Every time a nigga go back to the ward Niggas act like they want start And we leave them on the cement Me-meet me at The London If you find time, we can run one Talk about some things we cant undo You just send the pin, I can find you 61, on the money, 92 You just say the word and Ill run through Two texts, no reply, thats when I knew I knew, I knew, yeah, I knew I, crash down, we get money For the full town I decided, for the full side And they know, I might Get down, might See the whole town every time, I... Yeah, they know whats up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Champagne with breakfast while Im yawning You cant drink all day if you dont start in the morning Lord forgive me, I cant take things slowly Im gone on them once I get going She tryna take it all off for me Tryna stay real close to me I gotta catch myself I cant play myself, I need to take it Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy, easy, easy, easy Railiza, you need a... money and visa And you get what you want, always from me I cant say No when you say Please, I cant say No Howisha, you need a... baby with me, uh And Im takin my time, just wait, dont leave I cant say No when you say Please, I cant say No You wanna drink like Bajan and dance like Trini, yeah You want a supermodel pose like mi real friend Winnie Yeah, vacation is done but Im not finished, no Champagne with breakfast while Im yawning You cant drink all day if you dont start in the morning Lord forgive me, I cant take things slowly Im gone on them once I get going She tryna take it all off for me Tryna stay real close to me I gotta catch myself I cant play myself, I need to take it Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy, easy, easy, easy I stay to myself, Ill explain myself, I cant play myself Oh, first night, holy night, five in the morning, yeah-yeah And it feels like youre mine, signs of the times, oh, what a time Playin it right, playin it perfect Laughin it off, but I know youre hurtin Signs of the times, I say all the time Taking my time, just gets harder to find it But youre playin it right, youre playin me perfect She tryna take it all off for me Tryna stay real close to me I gotta catch myself I cant play myself, I need to take it Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy, easy, easy, easy I bet I never disrespect you, darlin I bet you pardon me, darlin
Wrote this shit, January 21 Baby girl, I had to run, Ill be back a couple months Kendall turned 21, was up the street with 21 They could see me online, but they wont see me on the ones I got Dubai plates in the California state I got her waitin at my place, I got no baby on the way Im talkin Baby like Stunna, Im talkin Baby like Face Lost millions in the past, Im talkin maybe like eight Couple niggas from the city Wishin on a star, could they be like Drake Sorry, no, not today, you gotta find your own way Big dog from the 6, Im talkin Dogg like Nate My shit be raw out the gate, I dont need another take 40 got house on the lake, I aint know we had a lake She complainin how Im late, I aint know it was a date Niggas see me in person First thing they say is, I know you need a break. Hell naw, I feel great, ready now, why wait? Like a kiss from a rose I could be the one to seal your whole fate So be careful what you think, think about what you gon say Gotta deal with people straight, I got my 23s laced Its a marathon, not a sprint, but I still gotta win the race, yeah And Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since We seein so many blessings, shit dont make no sense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to Him Yeah, Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to— 2 Chainz, Im a real one Few shows, thats a mil run When she bust it down I said, Thanks for givin to me, like a pilgrim Cold worldll be chillin Earmuffs on the children Used to trap out the Hilton Got wood on the Cartiers: thats a face full of splinters Count a bankroll for dinner This the wrong place to enter Phone sex for breakfast, all kinda women text us Met her at the Super Bowl Told her I stayed down the street from Texas A-Town, I stay down, yeah its all in the wrist This one here out the fence Trap jumpin like “tha Carter”, mean it jumpin like Vince Moved on from the election Introduced her to the plug Cant believe they tried to take the connection Ooh, girl, you a blessin, fine ass, be finessin Yeah I love my fans but I dont wanna take pictures in the restroom Drench God with the 6 God Point guard and the two guard Pretty Girls Like Trap Music so I woke up with my wood hard And Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since We seein so many blessings, shit dont make no sense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to Him Yeah, Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to— I was stealin from a bitch Back when I was 21 My favorite gun was a SIG 20 in the clip, head one Growin up, I was a running back You never made me ran once I got shot, sweat started runnin That shit was red like Hunt Im kickin, pimpin like I punt But dont you think shits sweet? Im talkin sweet, deer meat Im talkin suite like he sleep We aint doin too much talkin Im talmbout talkin like a speech Like the President, I kill em neat I’m talkin neat like freak Im talkin neat like fleek Im talkin neat like a geek You come with beef, I eat a B Im talkin B’s, spellin bee Double R, thats a Rolls Paint it yellow like its dairy Im talkin Rose like Derrick Im talkin rolls like a belly Like a new car, I got two keys Tryna score the bucket like a Chevy seat Then I heard they been pullin all week Ima use your name like, Who is he? You get it? Haha! I said Ima use a name like, Who is he? Got some gold on, leprechaun, sheesh Deep sleep short for deceased Big bezel on the Patty I’m talkin PADI—I meant Patek Dont try to take it, I got guns Im talkin guns, not pellets I watch the game from the floor Im talkin wood, first mattress Im talkin wood, pants down Im talkin woods like them clowns I got my mink off a monkey Im talkin monkey like Jumanji All your diamonds partly sunny Im talkin sunny like D, Sunny My diamonds wet, it cost me money Im talkin wet like its runnin Im talkin wet like Katrina Im talkin wet like Dasani, huh And Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since We seein so many blessings, shit dont make no sense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to Him Yeah, Im convinced I made sacrifices, I been ballin ever since Yeah, I did some wrong, I had no choice in my defense Someone watchin over us, so shout goes out to—
High-lights Tell my baby Im back in town Highlights Tell everybody Im back in town High-lights Tell my baby Im back in town, town Highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights Can we play that back one time? And after that night Im gon wanna play this shit back, oh no Sometimes Im wishin that my dick had GoPro So I could play that shit back in slo-mo I just shot an amateur video; I think I should go pro We only makin the highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights One life, one night Uh Highlights Thats all I need Livin the life til I die I bet me and Ray J would be friends If we aint love the same bitch Yeah, he might have hit it first Only problem is Im rich Uh, 21 Grammys, superstar family We the new Jacksons, Im all about that action Im about that Farrakhan, life is a marathon Ima shift the paradigm, Ima turn up every time Ima bust a coachs head open on some Diddy shit If he ever talk to my son like an idiot One time for a nigga really gettin it Two times cause we got the whole city lit Advice to all my niggas: impregnate Bridget So when she have a baby she gon make another nigga Got the Fruit of Islam in the trenches hah? Even though they know Yeezus is a Christian hah? She spent her whole check on some Christians And that girl aint even religious Walkin, livin, breathin god, you know my past well Hard to believe in God, your nigga got killed Blac Chyna fuckin Rob, help him with the weight I wish my trainer would, tell me what I overate So when Im on vacay, I need to kick back, heh? What you want? You want a boss or an R&B nigga with a six pack, heh, huh? Uh, I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know right now if you a freak or not Oh lord , oh lord I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know if you a freak or not Bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know if you a freak or not Oh lord, oh my lord
Me and Kurt feel the same, too much pleasure is pain My girl spites me in vain, all I do is complain She needs something to change, need to take off the e-e-edge So fuck it all tonight And dont tell me to shut up When you know you talk too much But you dont got shit to say I want you out of my head I want you out of my bedroom tonight Theres no way I could save you Cause I need to be saved too Im no good at goodbyes Were both actin insane, but too stubborn to change Now Im drinkin again, 80 proof in my veins And my fingertips stained, looking over the e-e-edge Dont fuck with me tonight Say you needed this heart, then you got it Turns out that it wasnt what you wanted And we wouldnt let go and we lost it Now Im a goner I want you out of my head I want you out of my bedroom tonight Theres no way I could save you Cause I need to be saved too Im no good at goodbyes I want you out of my life I want you back here tonight Im tryna cut you, no knife I wanna slice you and dice you My argue possessive, it got you precise Can you not turn off the TV? Im watchin the fight I flood the garage, blue diamond, no shark Youre Barbie life doll, its Nicki Minaj You dont need a key to drive, your car on the charger I just wanna see the side, the one thats unbothered And I dont want ya to never go outside I promise if they play, my niggas slidin Im fuckin her, and the tour bus still ridin Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I want you out of my head I want you out of my bedroom tonight Theres no way I could save you Cause I need to be saved too Im no good at goodbyes Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Im no good at goodbyes Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Im no good at goodbyes
I can see that bullshit from a mile away You can stack my money bout a mile away I got three white bitches like its powder day Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei And all of my bitches sexy, call them Barbies She lookin back like Im flexin, baby, no way And lately, I been on that Dusse, yee Got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check Money on my mind, I got money on my brain Money in my pants, I got money I call change 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made Big hunna Thugga, screamin free that Gucci Mane If I need some racks, Ima flip me some packs I talk like I want and she dont say nothin back If cops pull up, I put that crack in my crack Or I put that brack in my brack Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie If you dont owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me I promise I wont ever quit, bitch, Im Kobe And I whip that white, you can snow me Stoner Young Thugger I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger Yeah, she shinin like butter The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler Leave it to Beaver I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him Yeah, they all wanna greet him They pull down they pants and they all wanna eat him, uh No, they wont tease on that dick, they wont read on that dick They wont leash on that dick, dont Felicia that dick Mamacita that dick, they gon snitch on that dick And she screamin loud, she cant secret that dick Mama a beast on that dick If she bad, Ima gon an Four Season that bitch Eat that, lil bitch, Ima feast that lil bitch, mm I got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check Money on my mind, I got money on my brain Yeah, Im like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks Money in my pants, I got money I call change Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks 20, 50, 100, 500 millions made Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks Big hunna Thugga, screamin free that Gucci Mane Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey! Bitch, Im a Migo, I play with kilo When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero All of my niggas, they hard, call em beetles Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals Droppin the top on the Bentley Im with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle Geeked out my mind, man, Im tripping out I dont know none of these people Make my little shawty go get me a four and bring back me a liter Yes, I got threats, Im not worried bout that They know they can get whacked and I swear I done Got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check Yeah, Im like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey! We got London on da Track!
We in the building Yeah Lets go King Push They think that they know, something bout my life Not in the same class, not on the same flight Maybe the same club, just not the same lights Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night You just took her phone number, I just took her home with a- Nother bitch, ménage, Boomerang, Strange Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la Renta Your hijo pequeño, my nachos bel grande Stay sippin that André, spent three stacks, thats André That Balmain, that Phillip Lim, they say Im dressing like Kanye Im everything that my rhymes say: breadwinner, brand owner Play Cloths, millionaire, trendsetter, landowner Hope your bitch dont land on him Drink in his hand with the sand on him You small time, you Hyundais Yall couch niggas, we stand on em Dope money with a band on it Half gold, we got a hand on it D-Boys still ball the same, just gotta little bit of glam on it Yah! Yo, I got flames for your download link I let Ja Rule when I murder ink Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think This Queens prodigy is the product of what you aint Well packaged to distribute to the masters Plotted this since first grade classes Class is elements of a classic, Ive got evidence of a master You never thought youd be bodied by a bastard A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats Break necks of broke souls who hate me Hate he? You cant take my heat Fireball flow, cant bat in my league Im the best rapper thats been slept on Stick around like gum thats been stepped on Stepped on, I stepped up, so what up? Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts I cold crush every beat that I touch My words silk and my flow is pure plush Tell HudMo Dope says, Whats up? Go Dreamers a looney Wish upon a star Im too cold for Pluto so Im movin back to Mars Cause this that spaceship, that space shit This that Category 5, this that quake, bitch, that quake, bitch See Im so funked out, like out of here Like blue lights in the basement And its a red state, in Georgia with it Last verse, did you get it? Nah Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle As Im on my Hollywood shuffle Eatin your million dollar truffles, this acquirin taste, nigga Tantalise so you can see the bigger picture that God is the light In the fixture or in the background Cut all the hatin in the background Cause if music and money is the motive, then youre so gimmick Whos to tell me I cant have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich? Boy stop playin, stop playin, Im just sayin, just sayin Go, go, go, go-go , go, go, go, uh Now who else wanna fuck with Hollyweird Go? Break up and roll it, light it and smoke it Pass it, dont hold it, lovin that potent Im drunk and Im rollin, this pill got me open These bad hoes is gruntin, their booties is pokin Out them little dresses, a nigga wanna fuck He dont even smoke, but tell Butter roll a blunt Cause Im way too drunk and Im too turnt up And I brought my own drugs and I do my own stunts Young and Im wildin, new drugs, I try em Hell call me RetcH, but your bitch call me Brian In Polo Im stylin, its all that Im rockin If you catch me out in Lo its a problem Less its a Champion suit, then Im trappin Fuck with me, I got all this Lo all from raggin Used to have a nigga that was down to get to clappin Seen it on a video, he yappin to the captain That nigga snitchin, R86 him These niggas trannies cause these niggas switchin And these niggas bitchin more than these bitches And Im just so sick of this shit, its ridiculous Middle finger to the feds and bitches all day Take her out to eat then I make a bitch pay And my wine on chill and my shrimps sautéed And Im chillin in L.A. with a bitch for the day Look, aint that a bitch? Foot up on the gas, aint no brakes in this bitch Cover girl givin face to the Crip Somethin bout a nigga on the way to the chips High off the money and Im wasted as shit High off the life and she cant get a grip Hundred dollar cup and you cant get a sip Im a million dollar nigga, you should take you a flick Hundred thousand dollar car where I sit And my broad is the shit, Crenshaw in the 6 Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips You either ball or you brick She dont know money so she callin you rich You aint got game so you fall for the shit Spend it all in this bitch til its gone and she split Now you feel like a wimp Talkin bout what you was buildin and shit Got you all up in your feelings and shit Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga shit To the real nigga shit 50 dollar, hundred dollar bill nigga shit Gold crown on a real nigga wrist Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch .40 cal, no concealing the shit Four gun cases, Im still with this shit Backlit, wood wheel when I whip Got her right up on my lap, thats a real nigga risk In the field on my tip Hoes like Phil then I Stockton assist It aint no stoppin the shit, so avoid the potholes, put stocks on the 6 Got Mary blowing Jane We fucking high, sex on a plane Hey newscaster, we about to rain Get love in the club because we fill the section with pain, cmon Blow him up, finna explode All of Hells Kitchen praying he dont stick to the stove God got me, illumi-not-me written in bold Slept on, now Im everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy Buy 150, let me tell yall now, I want Nikki Lift her up like helicopter far away from her fellow Let her play Problem While problem tongue play with propeller Keep fresh just in Margielas Diamond lane running thangs aint shit you can tell us Done everything, aint shit you can sell us Money over bullshit, friction derail us Compton niggas, yeah we take it or leave it Know once its almost over tryin to jerk the wheel You nervous, like them cutters hed inject the speed And you think you mothafucka faking me, my nigga? Yeah I bet a nigga crawl to the crown Im a boss, hire hoes while I bottle out I see them niggas shaking hands and biting styles Got her to stay city in cause I fired her spouse Cause Im a mad man Just fuck niggas like the Klan, man Put you to sleep like the Sandman Give me the throne, Im a chairman Rolex beat, its time for just winning, no fakes Just copped more .4 5s and 9s and I aint talking bout no Js Please be afraid but I aint the shooter, Chachi-palooza Riding shotty in the Chevy bitch old as a cougar Lyrical Ruger, pop your medulla You lukewarm, boy, go get you a cooler please Your bitch know that Im cooler, please Your bitch know that Im cooler, please So cool I could fucking die if I drop a few degrees Boss daddy use the porthole please Get it good girl, use your knees, I love them brainiacs Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees Back on my Compton shit, demonic how I demolish shit Angelic with my intuition Student of game make hoes pay tuition No dice, no pill, but Im on a roll That one nigga that Kendrick cant control Problem That Ambien in my ink pen Move the brown squares like Wheat Thins Yall five days and a weekend Stay smokin on that defense Thats two or three and Im zonin Got money like I cloned it Your bitch came through and I owned it Rims on the Caddy and I ice cream coned it Homie, you aint hitting on nothin Drop that top when I hit that button Pimp so hard its a full time job Swear, 12 stacks in my glove box Bitch niggas, tell me what its gon be Young nigga chop it up 223 Come to the D, dont hit OGs And my advice is stay low-key Bitch we great, bitch we great , fuckin set Bitch we jump up, bitch we jump up, we gotta have it Gotta get, get, we gotta get, get, we gonna take it first We jump, said bitch we jump, we gotta make it Couple racks up on them Wikki stiks Yo bitch, she smoked my trippy stick Ridiculous, put dick on tit, spit on clit And its over with, Im over it No sober shit, drink til I just throw up and shit Yall ho told me come over here So guess what nigga its over with And its over with Fresh out the wave pool, my niggas made cool We wrote the blueprint for the shit yall niggas try to do If Im not outside, then Im probably inside your boo My teams official, you aint shit, thats why shes trying my crew Pardon me, I move retardedly This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me Im always shopping, keep it fly, Lauren is archery Dont get it twisted, realistic, I could part the sea My life is fast, I take a chance when I insert the key And then I turn it up, thats really how you work the V Your stash aint never dry if you getting your work from me We do this fly shit perfectly, were enough to rise the mercury Heat nigga, street nigga Reflect those both when I be rapping on the beat, nigga Looking Cambodian while standing at the podium My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them Laurenovich Stop by, tryna see a nigga, all I buy is these trees, king 100 kis in them streets, nigga, mask me up in grease Sneaker game is lethal, NY, them eagles Fly through, get high too, fly as hell, might as well Hire you the live group, come through with that live crew Birds chirpin, cop that Birkin, boo, yo, I supplied you Liable to be in Beirut, no Beirut, this debut Slick, little niggas get gun poundin, keep moving, who saved you? Play who? Not me, me and Bronson, not we Two real niggas sitting in the East Coast Ice is on, heat close Fuck around and kill one of yall clown ass niggas, word up Take your two, take your hat Take a nap, put your ass ton the ground, little niggas We pound niggas and drown niggas and Hemmied up, that brown, niggas All my niggas get stemid up, Hennessy, Louis V Me and you, me and her, we as one and she is done Battle rap me three to one, freedom after, kingdom come Triple hundred K in my duffle Give a hundred K to my muscle Slept a hundred days, just wakin up Need a brick, just break it up Break it down, then take the cut We shave around like a taper cut I weigh the pound, if you hatin us Bout to paint the town, most hated what Most hated what Grab the dice then shake em up Talked hundreds since eight and up You lost the onions, no makin up No blunts but yall fake as fuck Its gym time and Im shapin up Ive been foulin, when Blake get up You gon waste a life, you need to hang it up Dreams, click clack Man down with that chrome Uz On his back like Nigga dont move Word to mother, we dont lose Talk butter like we dont move See Gutter, be home soon See Gutter, hell be home soon Whats good? Talk the money, whats good? Haters frontin, whats good? Im pullin up like, Whats good? You know I got it, whats good? My peoples bout it, whats good? Never stop, we never settle Gotta push the pedal in that hood Whats good? Talk the money, whats good? Haters frontin, whats good? Im pullin up like, Whats good? You know I got it, whats good? My peoples bout it, whats good? Never stop, we never settle Gotta push the pedal in that hood I sit in the back of the room, legs crossed, melting wax Another free drink so soon? All good, knock it back Red lights, heart attack, just a dream with no end in sight Waking up to evening, now it seems I live this rotten life Spoiled rotten life, frozen hair with burning hands Coming out to dance with other drones who couldnt give a damn But when the night calls, redcurrant lipstick with the lights off Look at all the bottles lined up, wondering who they could pop for Golden ember to the black floor, burning monks to feel the timbre Part of the action, retweet, now youre the attraction Sit around and watch them, watch their faces and reactions Then blur the lines until the sun is back on your horizon Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe Inhale, potent marijuana running shit like the mayor Rap game Peter Parker web swinging through the air My minds in the clouds and I aint got a beer See I aint got a care kill them now and reap the benefits Coldest nigga out and I aint sold no fucking disc Henny bottle-eater, three grams in the fuckin spliff Call it what you want, Im a zombie, bitch, Im off this shit Yo, Prada never gonna pile up if you cant follow this game, nigga My team smoking that green If you aint seen me then you must be a lame, nigga And Ill give you three shots hold this heat down Shorty pussy so wet she could soak a beach towel But meanwhile, Effortless, so she thought it was a freestyle Everybody wanna floss like a G now What about me? Never had a bitch nigga doubt me Zombie gang all yall niggas pace is shit On some basic shit its no wonder that you sound the same So forever am I living staying out of prison Mommy told me different but these hoes dont hear it Forever am I living staying out of prison Mommy told me different but these hoes dont hear it I heard lifes a bitch so I spit and stimulate her clit Hitting licks Henny shots hitting licks on the ave Hitting licks who is this? that be Meech Zombie walking casualty beat the beat till its actually fragments Coke off her areola and no not a can of soda Tearing flesh pussy pink look like Cams Range Rover No High school diploma but baby Im a street soulja School of the hard knocks every class I leap over Smith and Wesson .500, long nose, mazel tov Shoot a man who squeal then I peel like an old cut Like my women heightened and not even trying And if she leaky leaky then Meechy gon dive in Ha, mic check check me, skin darker than Wesley Two-eighths of shrooms got me dancing like Mr. Bentley Mind yo fuckin business, why you think the whip is tinted? The darkest nigga in it sparking up to infinite Renegade, nigga, lets get it straight from the gate Ima tell you what it is, Ima tell you what it aint See you aint gotta question Or better yet second guess anything that I might say You see not a single syllable is out of place I rock a venue, people barely know my name What Im tryna tell you is I aint gotta tell you a fuckin thing Ima show so you know, niggas either do or they dont And bein number two is what I wont be Im silencin lambs and sheep, dont sleep Cause my characteristics are that of a cannibal Call this shit Hannibal Lecter My timings impeccable, sharp like a razorblade And you look dissectible, Ive been on my mind for days Cause homie weve been in the grind for years Southern eagle nigga, fuck em all mane, we dont fly in fear I grew up in the city where they figured they can kill dreams when they kill King Niggas stay shot, shit stay locked, I stay strapped, fuck you mean? Bout my green, I need bread, Im like Fuck the rest When I need bread, Im like Fuck the rest I be up all night tryna chase the check Prolly spent it fast, I need to make it back M.E.M.P.H.I.S, they could never stop me Check these lames and pimp this game, lets put it in my pocket And they will never know bout all the nights that we prayed All the meetings we took, and all the records we played I tried to tell em Im the shit, but they told us, no way With no cuts, theyre like a barber, theyre about to catch fade My number one rule is that I gotta get paid Ive been thinkin this way since I was in the 6th grade No English, I aint talk, but boy could add In the school of hard knocks Im a fuckin grad In these Pumas Ima run shit, high so Im above shit Lame ass niggas I dont fuck with A Bathing Ape trucker, Im a fly mothafucka My team lookin at me like every time its supper Cause they know Im gon feed em, Rocky been a boss I aint worried bout the price cause I can clearly pay the cost Im the sharpest guy around and Ima always cut my loss Then come back for the win, Ima make it, then I spin Real West Side nigga, 4.2 bitch They might pull the piece, somebody call a Buddhist Your bitch put me high up on a nigga to-do list You can do that, fuck nigga do this And yeah Im from the slimiest place where the bombs are pacin Niggas call me Jason when the guns are chasin Might hit em with the TEC, yeah the foul is flagrant You be on gay shit Hand in the bowl when your hand really cold Work the light in the day shift I dont really give a fuck as long as I get paid shift New Cadillac, chopper, no new blade shit I go crazy on this beat right now I really gotta go and spit heat right now Dont matter what the fuck its Prada Well fitting suits eating on clam chowder Knock it out the park like Erik Estrada Remember I was shoppin at Family Dollar Got your main bitch Facebookin, beggin for a swallow Pop this pill then I pop my collar Park this shit then I toss a couple dollars Instagram, gon post for some follows Ive been in and out my zone if you really wanna know I got Hen and got Patron if youre really tryna go Oh, you dont know Bamz? Im what the music game need Like Rich when he just came home And then gave the keys to a cherry 3 Series Oh, you dont know Bamz? Fucker, that AK go chopped 7:30 my time, Im on psychiatric watch Oh, you dont know Bamz? Show and prove for what? I got XXL mula, I got bitches tryna get fucked Oh, you dont know Bamz? Now youre dead, pussy boy catch up Pool junkie rack up, nigga, act up Trunk with the MAC, truck bulletproofed up Oh, you dont know Bamz? Double parked on murder lane 187 my address, Boulevard of Pain Oh, you dont know Bamz? My cellphone backed up My clientele meet once, no voice mail, just call me up, uh 646 684 01 01, hit me up when you want that coke Hit me up when you want more drugs 646 684 01 01, hit me up when you want that coke Hit me up when you want more drugs As I sit back and roll up this black demeanor Reminiscing on my past, still dreaming about that Bimmer Shit, I never was that kid in the streets gripping on Ninas Instead, I was that nigga puffin reefer, fucking lolitas With the baddest features Dog em then its onto the next like I do my sneakers That was the life I was living, careless about their feelings Caught cheating, ask for forgiveness, of course I got my way But now Im older and wiser, cruising through summer days With a little Ma riding in the passenger, she rolling up that lavender Purple cannabis rapture, head high like a Jersey in the rafters You wing a Frazier, some smart players until we major Traveling the world, collecting paper, pissing off these haters Come back home and invest in something then ball out later In five star restaurants high as hell when I tip my waiter Providing for my seed when I bring one in this world But until that day gets here Im thinking about these joints, twerk Lord have mercy Im so motherfucking fresh to death, better call my hearse My hearse a 72442 with an all wood wheel and that bitchll vert My Oldmobile is a cold mobile Got a cold, young chick down in Mobile My stacks so fat cant even hold that Fold that, lay flat like I lack no wheel Lay flat like I lack no wheels for real A nigga had to cold the corner, move crack for real Move crack for real, no rap shit But I rap rap shit, my rap shit for real So you rapping ass rabbit ass ratchet ass niggas Gotta listen to these raps for real Cuz, I dont give a fuck if you a Blood or a cuz Cause I draw blood for real Tryna hang in my city, tryna see a bitch titty, no pity Nigga, youll get hit for real These maggot ass hoes aint hit on shit Theyll set you up for the loot shit, man Thinking thats your bitch, better have your shit Better have quick hands like Gucci Mane Niggas tryna get a brick of Kathy Lee Gifford Better be strapped like Clifford Its the big, black nigga gripper of the big black pistol I suggest you confess where you keeping all the money, mister At the worst youll see a hearse But at the best he just will pistol whip ya Get to see you child and live Lord have mercy, please forgive em, gone Young Del God is handsome, your girl, shes on ransom She dont wanna come back, cause you dont make her cum On the beats I do go dumb and I do her till she numb And I make her soaking wet when she grab that water gun Now fuck that brag rap, man, Im Batman, Im Bruce Wayne Im kickin it, Im Liu Kang, Im killing these niggas, theyre too lame Unorthodox, they too tame, Im right hand but play left Ill chop a trend down til there aint no more plain left Now pay respect to them gods, niggas Not talkin church, Im talkin rides niggas On boulevards when we ride, hovercrafts cause we fly Q Gang til I die, pyramid on my eye Button up on my chest, right now chain on top, no tie While Im choppin up this Thai food Young Del God make god moves Young Del God say fuck fate, if I lose then I choose to This that chateau rap, that shit that niggas aint used to Might salad fork while I choose to while Im fine dining on YouTube, bruh Im a king, I said that Im a king Go to Onyx with a Onyx on, Nefertiti on my ring Im back in this bitch bashing, these rappers be swagger jacking Clap em not, they dont even matter, one two, this lung been splattered And I heat a pistol on something, I keep a fifth on the belt Pulling out the needles with the liable, make sure it aint sitting on the shelf Cause I aint light on the body, fuck waiting in your lobby Hannah Montana finally did grew up, Ive been waiting on Miley Im gangbanging til I break my fingers Til all my family members speak the slanguage I aint even drop no album yet Off mixtapes, thats how Ive been maintaining If you offended, nigga, sorry, in backs there is bodies Have your best friend, cuzzo, uncle, pops and another Bury you in front of everybody If I aint been who you are, I dont fuck with you If I fuck with you, then Im stuck with you Im stuck with you, Ill shoot it out Do some years and a couple months with you, woo Lyrically I am the epitome of a real MC Biblically I am Timothy, visually I am Tripoli Full of bigotry, fighting with Gaddafi over liberty Politically Im Barack smoking pot, sipping Hennessy Thats my only vice, old school noisy pipes I aint tryna be the richest, Im cool with an M like Obie Trice Rappers sing the same song, it must be karaoke night That shit sound like you sang the hokey pokey twice But this the main event, cant tell me that I aint a prince A one-hit wonder to your girl cause I came and went But this that fly talk, smoke it, youll get high off The best thing to happen to the street since the sidewalk Or the stop sign, or the shots flying From a Glock 9, now the block crying, I dont freestyle, I jot mine Call me Mr. 1-800, all I got is hotlines These niggas tell so many stories they can overlook the skyline Biatch Thugger! Yall got me drunk as hell, uh Now I been red since I was little like Robin Hood They been hatin on me, cutting my cable cords They gon hate on her when she come in Michael Kors Meanwhile, your bitch in the Lac, grippin this wood I want you She went to grabbin for my jewels, I told her Buy yourself a squad, and you can roll it, roll it She know she cant have it, that shit love my woadie She want to buy him a chinchilla She see Im servin foreign country boys from the village Always, I gotta stand her No, she dont want nobody else to eat but her She be like fuck them bitches, stack the digits Compliment this Fendi fit, condiment or sentimental She ride three deep with molly in the middle Put Micky Thompsons all on my Jeep Aint got no handprint on my golds, they all on the seat Ten-thousand-dollar toe ring, featured by E Bitches know its time out This bitch be fucking me so good, I be like, Time out! They want to fuck me til I tell em all to time out And how she stroke it, I cant coach it, Im like, Time out! Im not no snitch, but I be tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em Tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em Im so tired of tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em Tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, tellin em, now Ima show em Her posse beat me by the threes, I call em Reggie Miller She roll my weed in giant gar, she tall like Zilla, I want you Baby, dont you run from me, you know I want you She down with Slime, she got a tattoo of an anaconda Thugger getting high in London Bitches walking round naked, no pajamas Lil homie ranned off with lots of lumber For that, Im gonna fuck your aunt, your sis, your mama Then pop a bean together She want to feel just like I feel, we growin wings together Everything perfect about her, cant get my thing together I turn her up and we shit out earthlings together Just do it like Mykko Montana, my father say I got stamina Im cooking the Hannah Montana-na, I bury these hoes like sandals them I kill every one of my features, I spend all my money on divas My pockets on yellow pages, just like a beeper They found Max B prints in my way Bitch, I rode the Red Sea through my biblical days No roof, snow boots, and that Persian Mercedes Perving the 80s, you aint never surf with the Bradys Ric Flair, a heavyweight champion Got Trish Stratus with them panties on singing daddys home Bust it, in these Space Jams, Im a Monstar Do-rag, tote on, that cake blocked in an arm war So rumble, young man, rumble Young killa when he came out the jungle Young dealer in the rains with the bundles Gets no realer, get chipped when you stumble Eat the ox on the foil, ten toes in the soil Chop chop till he drop, fuck what you thought I never leave my life with a lawyer Eyes wide with my head on the swivel Choose a side or get left in the middle I just treat with the sand on the beach When the desert eagles meet, then Im finna beat Rest them in their sleep, you can lose em to the beef Move or we shooting in the jeep Homicide coming through the sneaks Your hands aint moving with your cheek Bag em up and move em up the creek On my test, got a story to em Like all my raps weigh more than music The more I write, the better I do it and right now my stock is up I do me from day one, huh, my nigga you know where it hit fours Still fuck with me at day one hundred, cause I dont play, I gets off Piss off, bitch, you aint lit, you just a nigga saying shit Rappers burn out faster than cancer sticks Mobb Deep is that truth, liar, Prodigy is that fuel fire Come try me, I show better than tell, Infamous empire Im on point like the state building I stay sharper than razor blades Think you doing the most, I give you the most Slashes to the face, hoes like he so angry, uh Trust me bitch, you gon thank me Cause when it pop and the smoke gone We gon walk outta here safely Fuck with me, I got you, real nigga, no costume This modern art that I spit, its not no bullshit, and colossal So pour it up, pour it up, thats how we ball out Cause when I bomb on these niggas its worse than nuclear fall out Keep the small bills separate from the hundreds, please That bank vault cant talk but the numbers read And the tellers makin statements, breakin all the codes This aint a mothafuckin date, we takin all the hoes Shop til I drop, freshest corpse in the morgue Lookin like a fashion fossil, Im Gianni reborn Four, I was voted most likely to trap Its survival of the trillest, nigga, die or adapt Waste a lot of champagne but I dont waste a drop of time Public with my gang relations, throwin up the proper signs Sawed off the shotty, got the chopper circumcised Chevy so clean, look like I dipped that bitch in turpentine All my homies certified, hottest nigga outchea Looked like Joan, we burned alive Thought that I would ball til I fall, then I learned to fly Spread my wings They say success is contagious so I share my dreams Bolo swingin from left to right Im not a cholo but I know hoes out in SoHo lovin my ethnic type When I smile for the photo looking like Lobo Me and my bloodshot eyes,I pass on the Bud Light Lime Just pass me that brew of St. Ides Got cash, I aint gotta think twice Unconventional shit, pretentious hipsters that diss Half-assed review on Fader, still get no love from Pitchfork Nigel Rubirosa, que la cosa? Feet up on the sofa Heat up on the holster, Worlds Fair! Yeah, you know us 11-36-8 be the zip code Corona, Queens nigga, thats what I call home Feet on the dash, mind on the ass Racin the Sun just so I can get dome Pimped the shorties Ive been with My friends that had me evicted Its been two years and Im slippin Still got no pot to piss in As far as everyone goes, they can suck and kneel on it We have another song, gotta fuckin feel it Got my eyes on the Harley and Im trying to peel it Had my eyes on the bitch but she married Keaton Got no job so Im hardly eatin And you eatin then we fuckin beefin I need a pie and pizza just to meet up for a fuckin feature Man, they dont wanna see a nigga Winning in a mothafucka, happier than a mothafucka You know lightweight grinnin in a mothafucka When youre a dead guy and you on that high So the whole world spinnin in a mothafucka And a couple young angels hide their halo Cause theyre bout to start sinnin in a mothafucka They dont wanna see a nigga on the upswing In a black tux with cufflinks When youre the reason that every single girl in the party Wanna dance and cuff drinks When youre the reason that shit gets ran And mothafuckas wheezin to keep up with the plan And the other niggas show up at your function Actin all anti-social, no, a nigga fan Run up on your mama puttin money in her hand And you do that shit again and again and again Pull up in the 8, goin home with a 10 And you really cant defend or depend on your friends Ex girlfriend wanna key up the Benz When the Sun comes up, nigga we up to win Mothafuck you man, all you do is set trends And you do that shit again and again and again Ugh, ugh, got those motherfucking custom Roshes, feel me? This big beard cover my face Until my mother gets her first crib My hands on some surf shit, my Spanish mami perfect Fuck around and get your fathers shirt lift Drop a thousand on some sake and some urchin Swing the Dodge Viper lefty like Im Randy Johnson Hand me the Thompson, Ill spill your clams on the carpet Then eat some snails with some garlic, paint the town with a harlot Cream FILAs and Carhartt, three-wheelin out the car lot Put the snorkel on the Wrangler cause Im silly I chip a little piece of brick into the Philly My daughters neck is chilly, my sons neck is chilly My mother wrist so cut look like it got bit by a grizzly And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth, aint afraid to hold heat Control the Jeep, thats for the slow creep Ya fuckin pussy smells like old meat Its me Heema the highest human, flyest cummin in my unit I ?, the shorties swoonin, and they want to get to spoonin Never wished i was taller, himanshu aint no midget Never wished i was a baller, if I want it, then I get it I built a fucking blueprint, like who the fuck you kidding? Im ridin around and Im gettin it, if its mine, Im spending You lames and you fall, Im like 2 Chainz when I ball Got Husseins on my feet and Husains on my wall Hussein Chalayans, a pretty girl said thats fancy Unless his name is Hussein, give a fuck who your mans be My shoes got dials, they aint got laces If you got beef, I show up with many faces Been to many places where we leaving many casings Running round, man, but we never catch no cases Give a fuck about what you say, kicking it with like two babes Top off, toupee, hot as fuck, creme brûlée Theres no way I can care about much You probably do the most and its never enough King Midas, I can make gold with a touch Change my location to awesome, you should address me as such Swear this game, you have to know it like the back of your hand Destined to be like Superman for as long as you can Wondering whats the purpose without living a life so grand The worst hand is having the world without a master plan I feel like you gotta pardon Mike for taking over this Earth Despite sleepless nights and long flights And I dont like discussions unless it concerns a price If you make it out of spite, you still make it so its alright I spit magic, so cold and lavish Bad broads perform sexual acts in traffic So smooth, the saxophone and jazz is Its horrendous what you lack and focus on what you have in the G More than average, Im nothing to test If its to me, you step and contest, then bring your best Give it your all, now women beg me to call And unless we overseas, we dont shop in the mall Consider this move so private Ive become urban myth My aim is so swift, with this I cant miss Top notch, number one on everybodys list I promise to kill them all til everybodys missed I never sell drugs, I took em, I dont write rhymes, I cook em Im from the Old New York Where you got your chain snatched and your kicks tooken I put my city up like Im bench pressin Scorin high off the fresh pressses, brutal, last in 10 seconds Jolly good, body good, I met a stripper named Hollywood In Hollywood, glass slipper and she gave me the sloppy goooood So you should tip her if you execute, young leisure suit Larry with no extra loot, my ex left me destitute So chances are I dont remember you if I slept with you You want karats, Im turnin rappers to vegetables City of God, Im askin what would the devil do? Instagram it, I forever rule, Ricky Super villain, Im killin, kick in the door Watch me spillin em, fuckin winnin Straight killin haters, they catchin them feelings See me grillin, me drillin, me like we chillin But really see Im fulfillin their fantasies Like Im fuckin my frienemies Yo whats up, see me on motherfucker tryna get buck Where in the world did he get that from? When the bass drop down and he kick that drum So whats up? Where in the world did he get that from? Where in the world did he get that from? When the bass drop down and he kick that drum Yeah Ive been known to really fuck it up No damn, no shit, not zip zap zup Speedin on the highway, Bronco truck When you ask for the Katz, mothafucka here I come Yeah Ive been known to really fuck it up No damn no shit zip zap zup Speedin on the highway, Bronco truck When you ask for the Katz, mothafucka here I come A muthafucka need that work? Well I got it right here Need motivation for the ass to gon twerk? Well I got it right here If you need that thing, that thing, then I got it right here Yeah, motherfucker, I got it right here, I got it right here A muthafucka need that work? Well I got it right here Need motivation for the ass to gon twerk? Well I got it right here If you need that thing, that thing, then I got it right here Yeah muthafucka, I-- muthafucka I got it right here I said most of these niggas gon hate, me and my niggas get paid One nigga swing then we all gon swing, we all gon catch that case Couple blunts to the face, got a nigga straight Rappin on beats got a young nigga made What can I say? My closet got Bape I dont do delays, I want it today Noisy pack in my wrap, Hennessy in my cup Ginger ale if I chase, but I really dont do that much I really dont have no time, you aint tryin to get no funds Doin this shit til I die, Im rollin and smokin on drugs Rollin up, chokin up on the kush smoke Whip sick, big wheels, Big Willie shit Hot boxer, hot sauna, car full, thick I love the constituents, is down to get their lids peeled Still pimpin, ridin round town gettin low With my bright skin shawty, call her light show She like Reese Im tryna light that Show love, she hold me down like an ice pack Its big faces on faces bruh, big faces on faces bruh Dead men in my pockets got me goin up Its goin face down if a nigga flex us Yeah, in God we trust, but bands is a must We gotta get that, spend that, get that Re-up, recoup, repeat that Say deuce 9 in that ending, been winning since the beginning Did a couple shows, need a couple more That price right but we skippin But to our niggas, we gettin it with that work I turn into a chemist Walter White, send a cake to my niggas locked up in prison Free my nigga Chris, and free my uncle Marky Now tell them they fucked up When they told em they could start me Cause I aint lettin up, theyre talkin bout the best They better mention us, yeah they better mention us Apartment off Rocky, rottweiler just to watch it Maybachs for the profit, get a Lexus for my mama Hail Marys for our fathers, press the pedal to get farther In that new thing, no tags, nigga, fuck the dollar All about it so dont fuckin bother My loose change got me Bruce Wayne, and a 3 page spread I was sleepin on the flow, just a couple months later Now Im purchasing the flow, East Coast King, god, pharoah Feared the sensei, gold for bone marrow, save My name is running coyote Im on peyote with the queen, running on waves I will make water out of Hennessy Target my ankh, I was born a public enemy Reign insurmountable A woman will make me climax but she wont be ending me This is not a dream, marchin, in all black A Black Clan king, respect the illustrator Dont you dare ever try the Elohim, fuck flexin I say my name when I name drop, son Whos the god in this pantheon? Two-9, Alkebulan, Alkebulan, Alkebulan, Alkebulan Get up kid, put your head to your knees like a sit-up, bitch Get too live for the crew, Two-9 Were the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch Send em all to Hell, kill this shit Spit it like braille, gotta feel this shit Gotta check up, haters still sick Yellin kill em all and Im on ball like Im Billups, bitch Runnin our heart, sit up bitch Hard to go to sleep, all we know is work Catch no Zs, chilled on purp And ya bitch came second but my bills on first East Side nigga, still my turf Pierce like Matic, hoes still at it Swing like a batter and my crew goin at it Best believe that that shit gon hurt Toot up the French horn, the fog machine is sandstorm Aint go to camp Cordless toward the performer thats keepin your amps warm Fore the fans swarm all but the limousine Swear to God thats in between Indigo indie dream, you intervene, yeah, thats a Spit 16 Hearts inside of my tip jar, like a bleedin heart beneath wood floor And if every lion is purrin then Ima be certain I let my engine roar Im swingin swords and swingin chains Singin pure and bangin strange This Alexander Spit and Im off the wall like Vans, Im changin lanes Driftin around whatever it is this game became Like gorillas and orangutans, go bananas and bangarang They say Im prayin to that cross for all of that 15 minute fame But Ima get in your ears and the gods here So baby just open your bra zip and just let them titties out And let em bounce like this was Paul Revere Im 7.0in on Pitchfork, Im 10-0in on this court This Alexander Spit with a pistol, dro is full of his disorders, I got this Better have my check, I need that first Before I move, before I step See I been burned it dont take long And learn quick, it aint no twice I gave my time, I gave my life So I wont bet what all I spent Im trying to be good, Ill take your bitch And I aint even playin, just ask my clique You know my steez, trying to get real A-Town Got that or either got sumpn to give away Big feet on the bottom of a Chevrolet Everybody and they mamma sell plenty hay Need to ride with the weight scale Propped up in the seat trying to get that My broad on da eastside ho nigga Tell Bron Bron we can bring the Heat back Im a champ, I support it, flipping through the hundred Cool Club with it, running to the money Im in shape, Im in shape stacking cake Duncan Hines go get Faith thats my last tape Im on 10, Im on fire, Im on point, Im on smash Rolly on my dash, breaking down in my Cad Im Atlanta, ScottyATL ho 1 space thats a Y not an IE Slipped in aint even check ID, game need me Ima rap IV Year before 83, I be the kid who found ET Tell him teach me all he know, prolly make him smoke some dope Call a bitch over for throat and put her on some game Just to get up in her brain and now she out makin me change Im full of dynamite, throw her on the blade, no Wesley Snipes Young Roxanne, baby, sell that body to the night Im trife as fuck, light the blunt, get high enough to die for once Throw the pad at Christ, they askin God how do I write this stuff The Lord never liked me much, but Im sayin, Oh well Blazin up with the devil, watchin old Hell in the Cell Matches your favorite actress, blasted, naked on my mattress Polygraphs break, you say I aint the illest nigga rappin The fucking captain of this multi million dollar faction Commander and chief, my sons is Son of Sam with the beef We get loot, always ran from police You bitch niggas lose your head if you speak I ash the doobie off the cruise ship And flew hash, cheffin out of Ruth Chris Two bitches tellin me they do sniff What do you know? So much wax in this blunt Im smokin Youd thinkin Im fuckin Madame Tussauds You think Im fuckin mad, Im too so Im out of it, bitch, oh, nah, fuck that Bring them fuckin trumpets back Light a dub sack for my niggas who slung crack On a daily basis, sip liquor, I never chase it Fucker Im the greatest, carve a statue of my face, bitch
Made it to L.A., yeah Finally in L.A., yeah Lookin for the weed though Tryna make my own dough Callin for Maria Lost without Maria Might dive in the marina So trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me I dont mind Trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me Trust me, baby, trust me I dont mind Trust me, trust me Trust me, trust me Trust me, trust me Yeah, I dont mind Travis Scott You know, ooh Thugger Thugger, nigga Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk, ooh Twelve more hours left for us in a day Ive been drinkin all day, Ive been floatin all day Bring your ass over here now You know where, how I stay Ive been gone for some time now I just want a lil taste Mix, mix, pour Drinkin, sippin slow Drink so cold now, froze Froze Froze Come on over, get drunk Damn, girl, I be up late If you want, you can meet me at the studio Yeah, Ive been drinkin all night Take a shot, all we got is Don Julio Yeah, Im guessin this is new to you Thinkin bout all the things that I would do to you Them lips on fire and them hips dont lie Girl, I just wanna see what that booty do Lets lose each others mind Lets make each others night Take advantage of time While we both intertwined Girl, I want you on the rocks, no chaser Be sure to drink it all, wont waste ya I know you stay sober Im sure a few drinks wont faze you Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk, yeah Press lil mama for weed, and she did it for free Yeah, that thing wet, baby, I need skis Skrrt, yeah, I need a ski Yeah, oh From the back, pull her track Then Ima speed race in that My mama still got my back Pull down your pants, I want crack Im growing weed, this aint trees, bitch My bitch brown like Hennessy, bitch Big blood like Freddy in dreams, bitch Dressed in a tie like the Dean, bitch Drunk and in love with my baby Baby, do not go fast, go slow, wait Tell me, tell me information, I got rank Lets take a shot together then lay up like planks Never ever do I wanna leave my lil lady Catch em down bad, now they gotta plan fore that boy wake Told God if I get an iced out watch, I wont be late Every time I try to stick it in all the way Baby girl be like, Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends, lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk Call your friends and lets get drunk, ayy
We got London on da Track First you get that money, then you get that power If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin on my chest, no fuckin blouser Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that? They wont know a thing about you if you zip that Hit em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that Before I go without a sack, I swag pack I spoiled my bitch and now she actin like a brat I met Alex, I know Jimmy, he got racks Yeah, yeah, bitch, Im bleedin like a tat Roll it, roll it for me on ya back Just for show my diamonds yellow like a taxi Im a cat, Ima chase all them pussy rats Yah , pussy nigga better not look back Or, or else Im killin em, hey, and thats a fact Theres blood all on my Timberlands She make a nigga say, What? I swear to God she feelin em She sucked like eight dicks, I call her octagon First you get that money, then you get that power If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin on my chest, no fuckin blouser Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that? They wont know a thing about you if you zip that Hit em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that Bitch, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chickens Bitch, Im rich just like a Simmons, not Lil Diggy If I got legs, bitch you know Im gonna get it She got good head, so she welcome to my Bentley Big bid-ness in that big Bentley, Bentley Ridin round with that semi, cause I know these niggas envy Is you mad bout Instagram or how I kick my pimpin? You keep that Ace of Spades, Im sippin Im a rocket, rocket, I cant stop it, stop it Im a GTV, boy, bitch, Im poppin, poppin I need coke, need coke like, Where the fuck is papi? If you try to run off , you know we popped your noggin First, you get that money, then you get that power If he tune his nose up, boy, he on that powder Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers Diamonds boolin on my chest, no fuckin blouser Bitch, I make it rain-shower, ya dig that? They wont know a thing about you if you zip that Hit em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back Feed that, beat that, never crack, dig that
Anything she want she can get, oh, give her Oh, anything she want she can get Wheezy outta here She want Chanel, go get it She want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it She want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she can get it She want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it Everything I got, she gettin it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it Hop out the Benz, she gettin it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin it The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin it Hop out the coupe, she get it Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty Anything she want she can get it Anything you see, you can get it Here go the keys to the Bentley When I fuck her I got good intentions I just cant get my palms to stop itchin Water on me like I live with the fishes I done ordered every color in tennis Got the diamonds put in by my dentist Ima shine when Im skinnin and grinnin Ice my watch, Im not wastin my time Gunna drippin with Uzi and Slime Connect with my bitch like a WiFi Slidin in the DM like a cha-cha I got Ms, I can take care of the southside Ive been buildin these billionaire ties Got the Yves Saint Laurent heels in your size Get the penthouse and fill it with vibes Got Marc Jacobs to cover my eyes She need help, Ima send her a dime I cant pour nothin less than two lines Luxury all the back seats recline She want me to put that dick in her spine Take her shoppin and keep her from cryin Give you stones you one of a kind Got Chanel with the Cs on both sides She want Chanel, go get it She want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it She want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she can get it She want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it Everything I got, she gettin it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it Hop out the Benz, she gettin it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin it The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin it Hop out the coupe, she get it Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty Anything she want she can get it She want Chanel, she can get it Louis V bag and Dior her titty They locked the door when we walk in Fendi Save the hundreds, them dubs, we spendin Real dope boy, aint chargin no card New G-Wagon, she already got Real grown woman, she aint post her body Check price tags, you want it, you get it You a big Thugger fan, you scared to admit it Gettin sixty for a show, Im handlin business L.A. for a month, get away from the city Sippin this syrup, Ima need a new kidney Just tell me where its at and Ima go in and get it Ever I say, she on it New Range Rover, she want it We dont do loans, she own it Runnin out of space for the bags in her closet Runnin through checks every day, no fraud shit Rose gold Presidential Rollie look polished Bad lil bitch, good brain, go to college You aint really gotta pay for nothin, I got it Big bankroll, I aint totin no wallet I dont withdraw, nickname deposit T-Pain, Plies, I call her my shawty, my shawty She want Chanel, go get it She want Chanel, go get it She want this Fendi, go get it She want a Birkin, go get it She want this Gucci, she can get it She want this Louis, go get it Loubs with the spikes, she get it Everything I got, she gettin it, yeah Bentley sedan, she get it Hop out the Benz, she gettin it Hop out the Lamb, she gettin it The Porsche Cayenne, she gettin it Hop out the coupe, she get it Ashanti the shoes, she get it I put my kids on her titty Anything she want she can get it
Yeah Im so through with that Im so through with that Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man Pop me a Xanny, Im fast, Im so fast, Im so faster than Sonic, man True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear Ima shoot with that I just hit for nine birds, what Ima do with that? Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that Im so fresh like dish detergent, if you not fresh, you so through with that If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that Yes, you not cool No, you not bool I dont give no damn, Im not calling you boo My bitch, she a jewel You cant prove a point, boy, you know you so doomed You know you so doomed I swear Im so lost with no clue, dont know what to do Over loud, over loud I over loud on these niggas Aint know how to milk these cows She made that dick grow, now its big like a tower Yow, front pockets filled up with bands, no Bible Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man Pop me a Xanny, Im fast, Im so fast, Im so faster than Sonic, man True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear Ima shoot with that I just hit for nine birds, what Ima do with that? Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that Im so fresh like dish detergent if you not fresh, you so through with that If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that Pull up, hop out the block, they tuck in they tail, I go, Who the clan? We dressed in all-black, Im always on the road just like a Uber man We wrappin and sendin them packs, soon as they land, we movin em Blame it on the OGs, they influenced me Aint gonna count money, nigga I aint just met money, nigga I put lipstick on the Rari, she say thats delicious Who that is in that Crown Vic? He look suspicious I just jugged a hundred pounds, I made a… Hundred bands, hundred bands dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man Pop me a Xanny, Im fast, Im so fast, Im so faster than Sonic, man True the man, true the man, true to my nigga True Religion Buddha man My money stack tall as Ludacris afro and I swear Ima shoot with that I just hit for nine birds, what Ima do with that? Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that Im so fresh like dish detergent, if you not fresh, you so through with that If you are a nerd, everything here, you not cool with that Yeah, you not cool with that No, you not cool with that No, you not cool with that Yeah
Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Slim Jxmmi Hi, bye, hater , I flood the club with paper Shorty got a ass, some for now and some for later Somethin like Nickis , dancin like Maliah Im throwin all this money, Ima fuck around and buy her I can flick the money all night til my wrist tired If you put in work, this the night you gon retire You a bad bitch, I aint even gon deny her She told me, Throw that money, I said, Make it worth my while Im bout to empty out the ATM She doin tricks that make a nigga wanna spend Girl, you know you got me fascinated Just keep on dancin til Im outta paper Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Franklins rainin on your body Rainin on your body , rainin on your body Wont you do what I say? start rubbin on your body You like hunnids on your body? Girl, you need to get naughty Hold up, hold up Her eyes on me Is that your ho? if so, Ima get her fore the nights over DJ play my shit so Im finna crank up off in the VIP zone See the money go up and she dance on sight By the end of the night, she on endo Lemme see you make it clap on tempo Lemme see you get low like limbo Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Thugger! Come here, ho Mistletoe I got birdies Crows Lil bitty bitch wanna jump on the dick Im like, Bool, lets get it, lets get it I got these bitches kissin on these bitches I cant even count em, I fuck by the digits Swag terrific I might fuck this bitch in the kitchen Baby, dont use dirty dishes Or else you might whip up a brr My neck, my wrist is a brr She wan fuck my dawg, Im like woof Panoramic roof, I drop the coupe, boo Pull up with a bitch, she look like New New Its okay if I lie to you, bitch, my swag the truth Hey, she come right back, like them Davins do Fifty thousand, off fifty niggas, no caliber, bitch Ass fat , Yeah, I know You just got cash? Blow some mo Blow some mo , blow some mo The more you spend it , the faster it go Bad bitches on the floor Its rainin hundreds , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some mo Throw some mo , throw some 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 Cacti, not no iced tea 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 CHASE connected like we 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.
When you were worrying about pissing on your fuckin self, I was a stoner Bang gang Dun Deal on the tra-tra-tra-track Way back in 90-fucking-4 when I was six or seven... Ayy, ayy, this that stoner music, nigga Stoner! 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 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 f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a boss, boss Thugger Thugger, you I want Michael Jackson land, ohh Oh, 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 , Juugman voice Bankhead Hear my song way from YTC, ROB, SMM, 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 50s 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 f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a boss, 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, molly, E 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 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 drank with YSL just like a f- boss Just like a f- boss, just like a boss, 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
Thugger Thugger Thugger Stoner Life, YSL Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my papi for her, fuck the mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each-other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets Who the fuck told you that Young Thugger Thugger dont fuck up the beat? I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of em tinted No, Im not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin Stoner my lifestyle, Im livin too wild I came to make you proud, that money keep her around In love with her head, I cant turn it down Cant wait for my time to come back around She see that you dont got Lil Haitis style Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it Young rich nigga hittin million dollar licks Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit And everywhere I go I gotta pass like the staff Im goin off top like a motherfuckin lay up 357, six shots like Al I left ten bands in a motherfuckin cab Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my papi for her, fuck the mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each-other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets I knew I was gonna run my money up and everybody didnt All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin on they partner Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence Pussy nigga play, Im coming back with the K And Ima shoot that motherfucker til he livid Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast Ima name myself Young Thug Attendant Hundred bands at a time I fronted you bags, but you I dont like using profanity, but the Young Thugger will gut you All of my cups are muddy I fuck my bitches buddies I just want nut like Buddy, all of my bitches buddies Panamera with the tinted roof All the niggas dogs goin, Roof Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic If she aint a virgin, then that bitch is only average I cant even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static I cant learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my papi for her, fuck the mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each-other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
Wheezy outta here Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call them chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cartier eye Im the bossman in a suit but no tie I cant be sober, I gotta stay high Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry Ridin in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde Dont worry, baby, I keep me some fire Shenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decide The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise Dont sleep on miss lady, her pussy a prize Dick in her back while Im grippin her sides Bigger Maybach, this aint regular size We really fly, we like pelican glide Bitch, you aint slick, I can tell the disguise Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life I told her to gargle and work on her highs Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call them chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cash, money, checks, cash Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne I put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver Ayy, man, this synthetic weed, you cant smoke in the Rolls Royce, woah, woah Im still double cupped up, Im drinkin, I shoot off your tires, huh Im in the coupe by myself I had to kick a door when I was 5 Keep the awards on the shelf Whole sixteen round in the fire Im sick and tired of these young niggas act like they firin, they tellin these lies Actin like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys Yeah, Cartier eyes Cartier coat, Cartiers the watch Cartier love, Cartier the thot Cartier specs, buffalo on the side Princess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeah Cartier bag for the Cartier thot Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash Cartier jeans, aint no way I can sag Aint no way Ima ever gon go out bad I cant go out, no way Ima go out I just grip on her ass and I show out I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out I just whip up a new Chanel Patek I whip with the wrist and I dont break the door out Turn the whole top floor to a whorehouse Hundred racks in ones, dude brought the flood out Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot, damn Hot, hot, hot
I got somethin for you lookin-ass niggas Week and a half, Ima be in that ass... pause Its like Im working on an album and a mixtape at the same motherfucking time! Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets Who the fuck told you That Young Thugger Thugger dont fuck up the beat? I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of em tinted No, Im not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to the city I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin Stoner my lifestyle, Im livin too wild I came to make you proud, that money keep her around In love with her head, I cant turn it down Cant wait for my time to come back around She see that you dont got Lil Haitis style Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it Young rich nigga hittin million dollar licks Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick You better have them racks, you ever want to hear me spit And everywhere I go I got a pass like the staff Im goin off top like a motherfuckin layup 357, six shots like Al I left ten bands in a motherfuckin cab Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I come out, I ain’t ever with no new bitches These bitches is stealing, Ima sue bitches Dripping down his dick, this pussy too vicious Every time I fuck him, I say Whose is it? Yo! Who the fuck told em that, They was like Nicki? Oh no, bitches didnt! Ima give bitches a minute of shine, then Ill tell em good riddance To raise a child, it might take a village But I wouldnt know, cause these bitches my sons Yes, they was, and they still is Gave him the kitten, now that nigga smitten Told him to hop in my foreign, and then I said, No, Im just kiddin! Hell of a livin, you bitches on chitlins When I come out of my mansion, I sprinkle some bread to the pigeons B-b-b-b-but, bitches is lyin, they lyin, they lyin, they lie in they bio So I aint fuckin with chickens unless I got pico de gallo Girls is plottin, what more could they steal? Tell Justin Timberlake, that I am comin for Jessica Biel Bitch, Im a star-rah, you niggas, I holla tomorrow Doors go up, cause I am too rich to cop a Gallardo No regular doors, on Aventadors Painted it pink, just so I could take pictures, while you rented yours H-H-H-Hell of a ticket, h-h-h-h-hell of a price I want it, I get it, I wire the money, I never think twice I am not gay, but lets be precise Cause if she pretty then watch it, cause Ima be fuckin ya wife Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets I knew I was gonna run my money up and everybody didnt All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin on they partner Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence Pussy nigga play, Im coming back with the K And Ima shoot that motherfucker til he livid Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast Ima name myself Young Thugga tenant 100 bands at a time, I fronted you bands, but you I dont like using profanity but the Young Thugger will cut you All of my cups are muddy, I fuck my bitches buddies I just want nut like Buddy, all of my bitches buddies Panamera with the tinted roof, all the niggas dogs goin, Roof Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic If she aint a virgin then that bitch is only average I cant even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static I cant learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her Ima save her, yes, like Danny Glover Ima call my partner fore I fuck her mother I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
What, what? Mamacita, cita, cita Woah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh Mamacita, cita, cita Woah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh This the last days to the rodeo Last night had me down in the back, comatose Dont think sunshades and a pill gon help Once Im gone, cant tame myself Mamacita, cita, cita You know I really need ya, need ya, need ya right now She get freaky when the lights down The shits crack, no way niggas could pipe down With the head first, got her straight out of the nightgown Nothin like the light-skinned mamacitas in H-Town They got them pornstar big booties Let me film it, then shoot it, 3D money, no illusion Depending if Im feelin bougie, might hit your line, bitch Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin on me like a beeper Boy, Im in Colorado smokin California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her Hey, and I aint kin to Wayne but that my mamacita Hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita Thats my, my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my, thats my, mamacita, thats my, thats my mamacita Thats my— Motherfuckin girl, I love her, Ima give her the world Ayy, fuck her, I wanna fuck her mother I just might give her my little girl No, no, I wont let go, bro, bad ho She look the best with a fro Natural nat-nat on go Damn, Quan, turn on the stove Whip it til I have a stroke I do not fuck with America I get it straight off the boat Oh, damn The kush, it never make me choke Slow down, Im speedin and I got a trunk full of wham Damn, twenty-five thousand on an old school Cam SS me, these bitches wan molest me Damn, theyll sex me, she a lesbian She want chicken like sesame And she tryin to undress me, test me Give her hotel keys like Cassidy, you dig? Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin on me like a beeper Boy, Im in Colorado smokin California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her Hey, and I aint kin to Wayne but thats my mamacita Hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my, thats my, mamacita, thats my, thats my mamacita Thats my— Bad little college ho that I got on the east skirts of Decatur Best believe that she cover Rich Homie Quan like a blazer I smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up, fuck my neighbors I fuck a nigga bitch and turn her like a table Ayy, Im still practicin so you know Im gettin greater Ayy, still wearin long socks and shorts like Fabo He was hatin at first, now he tryna make the payroll Ayy, got a stupid bitch wholl do whatever I say so Ayy, ayy, money on your head like a Jesus piece Right now Im higher than Khalifa be Bad bitch lookin like a Filipina Ooh, youre killin me , ooh , remember me You , finna be , deceased if you keep callin me Therefore I Had to cut my phone off, bitch got it vibratin on me like a beeper Boy, Im in Colorado smokin California reefer Hey, the bitch so bad, caught a ticket cause I really wanna meet her Hey, and I aint kin to Wayne but thats my mamacita Hey, mamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my mama, mamacita , thats my mama, mamacita Thats my, thats my, mamacita, thats my, thats my mamacita
Okay Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many feds, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah, that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey We aint got ties, you aint gon ride You aint my slime, you aint my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey So authentic, I aint tellin you lies When it comes to business, Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time Hey Pinstripe Gucci my pants She can suck dick with no hands I done spent some racks on my fam Spaceship on land Fear of God Vans Another pint of red Drank it to the head Got two styrofoams Yeah, Im sippin these meds Two-tone Presi Rolex Yeah, this drip you cant catch Simon says do what I said Cuban link chokin my neck YSL Uber these jets Put em in some VVS Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many feds, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah, that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey We aint got ties, you aint gon ride You aint my slime, you aint my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey So authentic, I aint tellin you lies When it comes to business, Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time Pateks on Pateks on Pateks on Pateks Run up a check and Im fuckin the baddest Trap out the coupe and Im living so lavish R.I.P. Hugh Hefner, he like my daddy I got some VVSs on my neck and my ears, they real, dawg I done stayed down and I ran up the money, I got me an M now S-L-I-M-E a slime I say that shit every time I got some rickety-rackades Running through bitches like Backpage Im going number one this year Ride on this bitch, Im in sixth gear Im on a jet, aint got no fear Do all my dirt when its raining Wash away all the evidence I got some chains and they tennis Ride a Wraith like its rented I rock Givenchy, the vintage Trap up the bando relentless I triple-double the rec, yeah Put the Draco in my trench, yeah I rob your ho for the lint, yeah I triple-double the year, yeah I put her coupe on my bill, yeah I pay some shit, a whole mil I did this shit with no deal Dropped out of school, bought the building I killed the coupe, dropped the ceiling Cop a Bugatti out of there I got on white, I cant kneel Pour out the pint, watch it spill, yeah My lawyer bribe still, yeah Audemar wrist, count it then spend it Matted the coupe, my windows tinted Chop off the top, headed to Lenox I got some cash, I wanna spend it New paper tag, didnt wanna rent it Too many feds, too many bitches Roll with my slime, yeah, that my lizard Ready to slide, you will get slithered Hey We aint got ties, you aint gon ride You aint my slime, you aint my slime Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime Hey So authentic, I aint tellin you lies When it comes to business, Im handling mine Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time
Yeah Nigga, what you thought? Slatt, slatt, slatt Jeffery Jeffery, ayy Yeah Feel a rump-rump Baby, Im needin somethin, somethin I wan beat it up with somethin, somethin Youre a diamond out the rough or somethin, somethin You need to give it up to someone You need to give luck to someone You need to fuckin stop watchin me You need to give it up to someone Before you end up like Woah, woah, woah, woah, like Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Look, I want you to myself But I know you just left someone else, I know you did He did a number on you That must be why you move so... icy Icy like 1017 Icy like theres nobody you’d ever need Better not give that up to anyone but me Patient as can be, but I still need some satisfaction A little less talk and a little more action I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin Thought I had everything, somehow Feel a rump-rump Baby, Im needin somethin, somethin I wan beat it up with somethin, somethin Youre a diamond out the rough or somethin, somethin You need to give it up to someone You need to give luck to someone You need to fuckin stop watchin me You need to give it up to someone Before you end up like Woah, woah, woah, woah, like Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah I wanna see you do more in this life if we takin it there I want to see you do 911, fuck a Panamera See you when I see the real thing, gettin realer and realer Yeah, yeah, yeah But you icy like 1017 Icy like theres nobody youd ever need Better not give that up Im here patient as can be, man I still need some satisfaction A little less talk and a little more action I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin Thought I had everything somehow Feel a rump-rump Baby, Im needin somethin, somethin I wan beat it up with somethin, somethin Youre a diamond out the rough or somethin, somethin You need to give it up to someone You need to give luck to someone You need to fuckin stop watchin me You need to give it up to someone Before you end up like Woah, woah, woah, woah, like Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, Jeffery Yeah Nigga, what you thought? Slatt, slatt, slatt Jeffery Jeffery, ayy Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah
Wheezy outta here Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call em chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cartier eye Im the bossman in a suit but no tie I cant be sober, I gotta stay high Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry Ridin in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde Dont worry, baby, I keep me some fire Shenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decide The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise Dont sleep on miss lady, her pussy a prize Dick in her back while Im grippin her sides Bigger Maybach, this aint regular size We really fly, we like pelican glide Bitch, you aint slick, I can tell the disguise Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life I told her to gargle and work on her highs Everything litty, I love when its hot Turned up the city, I broke off the notch Got some more millis, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call em chopsticks cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies cause her pussy pop I run it like Nike, we got it on lock Cash, money, checks, cash Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne I put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver Ayy, man, this synthetic weed, you cant smoke in the Rolls Royce, woah, woah Im still double cupped up, Im drinkin, I shoot off your tires, huh Im in the coupe by myself I had to kick a door when I was 5 Keep the awards on the shelf Whole sixteen round in the fire Im sick and tired of these young niggas act like they firin, they tellin these lies Actin like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys Yeah, Cartier eyes Cartier coat, Cartiers the watch Cartier love, Cartier the thot Cartier specs, buffalo on the side Princess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeah Cartier bag for the Cartier thot Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash Cartier jeans, aint no way I can sag Aint no way Ima ever gon go out bad I cant go out, no way Ima go out I just grip on her ass and I show out I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out I just whip up a new Chanel Patek I whip with the wrist and I dont break the door out Turn the whole top floor to a whorehouse Hundred racks in ones, dude brought the flood out Cash, money, checks, cash Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite Hot like the 504 Boyz how I move through the lobby Since 012, La Flame been hot just to show you the timeframe Hundred mil down on my desk, but Im still up deciding Match the Ms in my account to the truck in my driveway Im in that four-door by myself Know its a hundred more niggas outside Know they gon ride til the death Had some good years, aint no way I get tired I gotta do what I feel Every day Super Bowl, fuck it, oh well I put a lot on myself In the field, Richard Mille on like Odell She slid her hand down my pants just to grab the torpedo I had to go back and link with my slimes like Im thirteen and zero I told her, Baby, this not the remix, this a part of the sequel No, we not livin the same, we not makin the same, we not equal , yeah, yeah, yeah Look, mom, I can fly Had some troubles, put that shit in the sky Brought the angels, know the devil would try Its so hot, you thought Paris Hilton done said it When we come out, we cant help but leave damage Afterparty, Astroworld out the planet Laid the map out, but they didnt understand it When Im home, know that I fuck on a Grammy, yeah Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot Hot, hot, hot, hot, damn Hot, hot, hot, hot
Thug! Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Tearin up the place Im a rich nigga, got Chanel on my waist Run up on me playin, Ima aim it at ya face And that go for anybody, anyway, ayy Im a rich blood, by the way And Im havin swag, Rollie old like a tape Fish scale, yeah, I got these bitches on the bait Dont wanna talk, man, I said, I need some space Woop, woop, woop, my new car geeked up I just paid a cop, now Im runnin out of court Panoramic top, Ima put it on the rocks Crawl, walk and hop, got all of these bitches shocked, ayy Stone molly whiter than my socks I dont wanna talk if it aint bout guap Clone a young nigga and still flop I buy pints by the two no Pac Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah Ah, rubbin on my chain, blowin cloudmatic Smoke somethin with a G and bend that ass backwards Lay back, relax and talk mathematics Later on, we test a little sex practice Write my name on the wall Money in the mattress, bet she wanna get involved She hopped on the blunt, say, where the hookah yall? I tell her pass back if the shit too strong, its all set Mozart art on the block, so wet I got her where I want her and I aint done yet Lookin at your future, baby, put down the cigarette Come hop on this kush jet and take flight, yeah Tell them bitches, hmm fuck that You with Aladdin, bet I got a magic carpet for that ass, yes Im also on one, got two Olsens on me Big homie, Young Thugger Thugger, rollin Rolls Royce so shorty Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah Ah, Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin You know she want a ride home, hop on the band wagon I got the chain saggy, you know that life lavish Lifestyles like this, gon need Magnums Pass baby, welcome to rich class, baby You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine Audemars on lean, cars on sheen You white girl, but black girl ghetto fly thing Its verified, they aint on your sea level Watered eyes, dont cry, inhale and breathe regular My baby on it, high at the crack of dawnin Body shape, figure eight, like Picasso draw ya Oh, yes, Im winnin, bling kingin, ring blingin Like, like, for no reason, lets get closer, closed in Remove your clothes, we close friends Dont get choked smokin OG Oakland, shout out Oakland Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy Baby, pass me the hookah Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah For all my bitches that smoke hookah
Ooh, ah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah Ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah Oooh, ahh, oooh, oooh, ahh Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy The sky keep on fallin, the drugs I keep callin They keep pickin up for me, they love me I dont wanna buy, oh no It wont get me high, oh no Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Hit up the hood pharmacist, he serve all the muddy Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy The sky keep on fallin, the drugs keep on callin Yeah, thats that loud shit, yeah I been out on my latest trip Ive been drunk in my latest whip So I might crash in that ass for real Hit the club for the cougars I never got down with the morals of Martin Luther Im just tryna ball, why these niggas want me neutered? Got her down to her drawers, tryna get a little nuder They just wanna hang like my nigga Mr. Cooper Im so head of my time, could I show up any sooner? They said I fucked the roommates so you know that just a rumor Have you ever got stoned with your motherfuckin jeweler? Scott La Flame, no Rick the Ruler, yeah I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs kee— Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy Wheres the love if you love me? And the sky keep on callin, the drugs I keep callin They keep pickin up for me, they love me I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin The sky keep on fallin, the drugs keep on callin The sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin The sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin The sky keep on fallin The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin Look me inside of my eyes All of this pain, but Im tryna disguise Im it, like a game that get played by a kid Pussy boy, Im on your head like a wig Diamonds water like I bought em from a squid A1s what she get when she want dick Black diamonds like Im Akon kid Whippin I can turn a two to a six Real talk, on Blood you dead And I still want that head like a lid Hit the school, make it rain on a principal I will leave a nigga smokin like an Optimo All my bitches they on gringo They riding with heat, ready to sting bro I got 300 bitches like Im Sosa, ho My jewelry shinin like some Mop & Glo Inside her pants is a camel toe I swear I fell in love with all those I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs kee— Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, get lost in the muddy I might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy Wheres the love if you love me? And the sky keep on callin, the drugs I keep callin They keep pickin up for me, they love me I dont wanna buy no more Your shit aint gettin me high no more Im trapped in my conscious My trap is still bunkin, look at all of these hundreds Might jump with no bungee, Im gone off that muddy The drugs keep on callin, the sky keep on fallin
Yeah Buddah bless this beat Ayy, bag it out west , slangin out west Gold metallic knife, I can shank ya out west I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec I just put my cum in her pussy, now its wet I used to jump off the back of the bus , now I jump off of a jet I used to tell the lil baby, This us, then I got over the shit I used to like her, but now that I love her The way she was drankin my spit Your bitch cheatin, she under my cover, we cuddle and shit Now shawty say she wanna suck on the tip Im bout it, baby, I want all four of your lips Ex-college girl, she can suck up a ship I eat molly and I take this bitch on a trip Ayy, shawty, ayy, darlin, ayy, baby girl, suck my private Close your eyes, its just me and you and nobody Ayy, suck it sideways, if we in public or the driveway Vibes in this bitch , vibe on a jet Five thousand bricks, ooh She bad as it get, her mouth kick it slick She know she got the kick With a fire hydrant pussy Ayy, bag it out west , slangin out west Gold metallic knife, I can shank ya out west I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec I just put my cum in her pussy, now its wet Its up, its stuck Thought you can cross the gang, what was you thinkin of? Red coupe, rollercoaster sound just like it does These days, I balance all the hate out with the love These days, I pour all of my pain out in a cup Dreamy, thats just a side effect when you with us Easy, the dawgs is right behind me, they on edge Believe me, we pop out in the city to collect Vibes in this bitch, they surprised that I lived Try, cant be killed, tried nine times but Im Stilts Hop in the whip to hop right in the whip I hotbox in the whip, got me Ayy, bag it out west , slangin out west Gold metallic knife, I can shank ya out west I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec I just put my cum in her pussy, now its wet I used to jump off the back of the bus , now I jump off of a jet I used to tell the lil baby, This us , then I got over the shit I used to like her, but now that I love her The way she was drankin my spit Your bitch cheatin, she under my cover, we cuddle and shit Buddah bless this beat
Ooh , ayy Ooh , ayy London on da Track, bitch Ooh, ayy Hahahaha Ooh London on da Track, bitch What you tell em, Thugger? Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby I just want them thighs right under that belt She just want me to keep them lies all to myself Word, she gon help me like she Santa elves She gon look over these bitches like terms and conditions Ima move her out the trenches and buy her a Bentley Ima fuck her, then hold on to her like she gon miss me Ima pull on that wavy hair cause its Indian Remy I grab the keys, she wanna ride with me She tied the knot so she can die with me She say she can do the same thing as 5 bitches So I went and fired them 5 bitches She the B-E-X-T, best She ride me, 200 on that pussy like a T-Rex I wont stop loving her, no way No way, Ima invest In her What you tell em, Thugger? Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby, I just want them thighs right under that belt She had want me to keep them lies all to myself And she gon help me like she Santa elves Ayy, I had to hit her from the back, then dip up out it I dont know what it is, but its something about her When she around she do something to me, I cant doubt it I dont know what it is, but its some bout her Shawty got me fucked up, blowin Os, no Audi Her ex-nigga, he fucked up, and I dont give no fuck about him But Ill do whatever when it come down to shawty The feds askin questions, I dont know shit about it Something bout lil shawty that I cant put my finger on Its something bout lil shawty, she rather text, she dont be on phones Its something bout lil shawty, say, that got Rich Homie gone Shawty the best in my eyes and I know She dont do fashion and she dont even go outdoors Before she was ready you already knew I know Shawty made me sick, Im feeling like I got a cold Cant forget about my bro What you tell em, Thugger? Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby, I just want them thighs right under that belt She just want me to keep them lies all to myself And she gon help me like she Santa elves Ayy, ayy Its something about her, Thug, its something bout her She got my life, I dont want no one to rob her Not Young Scooter but all she know is count up Ayy, Im on her front end like a fucking blouse-uh Im on her head like a fuckin bount-uh No hunter But Ima eat her like Im hungry at Benihanas Ima pull up, eat on that pussy and dip Ima keep one inside the chamber like Wilt Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk And keep her on my side like a fuckin hip She gon make sure I survive, she gon do it well Baby, I just want them thighs right under that belt She had want me to keep them lies all to myself And she gon help me like she Santa elves Rich Gang Rich girl London on da Track, bitch! Money, power, respect! Rich Gang! This the tape! This the tour! We the streets! We the best! Rich Homie Quan! Young Thugga! Birdman Stunna! You know what it is! Rich Gang!
Yeah Just like a G, you know? Trouble, Trouble, whats popping, 5? B4, lets do it Yee! I wake up and go get me some new money You know Im living like a G These lil niggas aint gonna take nothin from me You know we do it like a G I swear to God I fuck on anyone Just like a gangsta, just like a G This Duct Tape and YSL You know I do it like a G Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Gs up, hoes down Like a thief in the night I take anything but some pussy She got that head like a dyke She got that head that I like Deep in your partner aint right Put that lil babe on ice I make the paper like rice Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin life, Skoob I promise you dont know me I pull up bout my cake Where Im from is not safe I got fish, Im a lake Scoop them grits on a plate Yet she thought it was steak Im a thief in the night Make her ride like a bike I go down on a dyke, I go up on my price I might drop Kimbo Slice, kidnap like Uncle Ice I got grits at the beach and they white like a rice Let Trouble take your life After I give you five Straight put that five to the side It aint no question how nigga gon ride When they come with them questions My nigga get quiet, sh sh, nigga sit quiet, sh sh I am not taking no disrespect You Patrick Ewing, you pump fakin No that wont happen on me I drop a key like the mufuckin beat I look good as your dad on a Friday So many cars I gotta buy a driveway Never gon let em live a nigga crime day Serving these X and Ps instead of poppin Pockets fat up like they jumped em YSL, that slimy anaconda Bicking back, being bool like a uncle Im so geeked up, I might fuck a condom Like a thief in the night I take anything but some pussy She got that head like a dyke She got that head that I like Deep in your partner aint right Put that lil babe on ice I make the paper like Rice Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin life, Skoob I promise you dont know me I pull up bout my cake Where Im from is not safe I got fish, Im a lake Scoop them grits on a plate Yet she thought it was steak Im a thief in the night Make her ride like a bike I get em all on the rice She didnt even know what it was but she taste it I dig in, her shit sound like Jason I be on Percocets more than occasion They betting on me like in Vegas Betting on me like Im Vegas Stick to the code man, there wont be no trace Thugga Thugga, tell me what would you say? What would you say? No J Money, but my gun say, Bow Pop a molly, look at her then fiend Im the target mofucka, no beam No this shit is not good as it seems I might give her the boot with no jeans I kick shit like a chong and a ching Im a boss, Im bout that unity Sandwiches, you know you in between And you gotta know we at the green You gotta be young nigga, wilder than Billie Jean Gotta have paper for lawyer fees You aint with it, you a L Still getting it, yeah, bails Break it down on the scale If it add up, hell yeah, I do it Lap back as he ran to it Like a thief in the night I take anything but some pussy She got that head like a dyke She got that head that I like Deep in your partner aint right Put that lil babe on ice I make the paper like Rice Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin life, Skoob I promise you dont know me I pull up bout my cake Where Im from is not safe I got fish, Im a lake Scoop them grits on a plate Yet she thought it was steak Im a thief in the night Make her ride like a bike
Yeah, shinin hard cause we back up Rose gold from your neck up You know shit gon get sloppy, tryna check us Pop an X pill like we Malcolm , yeah Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I need to cut some of em off, I need help I got some bad tings, I want her to myself Had to take the time to cut em off, I need help I know how to make the girls go crazy When you treat her like your number one baby Put my bitches on yachts, we dont do jet-skis Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me No baby, your collection, wont stand for it You know youre in relationship with all us I get a few texts a day sayin, Its all yours I got a few states on speed dial like good drugs Get in your bag, uh, yeah, get in your bag, uh Hundred new purse for a brat, uh Comin down the street, new Jag Turbo bitch bout to drag, nigga had Ms fore ass Got a brand new bitch, who that? Rock the flooded AP, all black White toes, get me a tan, cocaine, killing time All a bitch wanna do is shine, Audemars, pick which kind I made you a starter, you went from a dime to a quarter I Chico DeBarge it, Im leaving that loud in apartments, yeah Dont play with a sergeant , Im ready to spoil it She suck on my dick , Im hidin in the closet Im higher than the moon, three mil in the room You get silver spoon, I bought you some goons Shinin hard cause we back up Rose gold from your neck up You know shit gon get sloppy, tryna check us Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I need to cut some of em off, I need help I got some bad tings, I want her to myself Had to take the time to cut em off, I need help I know how to make the girls go crazy When you treat her like your number one baby Put my bitches on yachts, we dont do jet-skis Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me I dont do jet-skis, give me the yacht please I made you queen status, check out my lean status Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I put my dick inside her mouth before she left Yeah, I built relationships with all my bitches, yes I put my dick right in her mouth before she act I got your bitch in a backpack I paid extra for the crib, it got a kid shack I paid extra for the crib, it got a game room Got a penthouse in the back, it aint my main room Tamika, Jo and Porsche they kept it silent Thats the only reason I let em fly private Shinin hard cause we back up Rose gold from your neck up You know shit gon get sloppy, tryna check us Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey Im in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I need to cut some of em off, I need help I got some bad tings, I want her to myself Had to take the time to cut em off, I need help I know how to make the girls go crazy When you treat her like your number one baby Put my bitches on yachts, we dont do jet-skis Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me
Thugger, YSL for life We ran up the digits, we ran up the money We ran up the digits, we ran up the money We ran up some digits... We got London on da Track Nigga, hustlers dont stop, they keep goin You can lose your life but it gon keep goin Why not risk life when its gon keep goin? When you die somebody else was born But at least we got to say… We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up some money We ran up some digits, we ran up some money Im leanin like Im on a fifth of the Henny I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits They didnt know me well so I left em with wishes You know its a drought when you grind and cant flip it Im livin big, I swear to God Im Liu Kang kickin Montana Mama gon slime, hustle Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma You know my ice blingin, light up just like a candle Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel My racks are squeakin, Im not fartin I hop in that Rari, I crank up like Warren Nigga, hustlers dont stop, they keep goin You can lose your life but its gon keep goin Why not risk life when its gon keep goin? When you die somebody else was born But at least we got to say… We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up some money We ran up some digits, we ran up some money Ima move me some dope like Im Future Ima go in that bit with a ruler Ima toast me a nigga like Strudels Ima keep a red flag cause Im boolin I know some roller spaces, I could duly Yeah, yeah, Im screamin, Oh my God, like Cooly When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted If I ever adore you, bae, you better drive whats foreign Ive been gettin money before the music, fuck Pandora I just do this shit when I get bored Nigga, hustlers dont stop, they keep goin You can lose your life but its gon keep goin Why not risk life when its gon keep goin? When you die somebody else was born But at least we got to say... We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up that money We ran up them digits, we ran up the money We ran up them digits, we ran up some money We ran up some digits, we ran up some money We got London on da Track
Sound M.O.B Woo! Im on my way to an island and Im poppin shit at the pilot Niggas be broke and be starvin but still talkin shit like they violent They said that they honest, talk money, these niggas gon say that they got it Gettin out with the key to success and these niggas gon blame it on Khaled They dont wanna see you win They dont wanna see the Wraith You dont wanna see your bitch caught up in the stars like she outer space Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion, and Im runnin out of space Tell your homie, keep on comin out his mouth, Im sendin somethin round his way Niggas barely getting lawyer money Better get some Sig Sauer money Running round like you Superman, dont be selfish, get your mom insurance money Woo, cause Im the one to put it on your money Im the one that make it happen it to you niggas, would you fuck around and do it for me? Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, its litty again Fly out a bitch from the tropics, get litty again All of my parties is poppin, you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They dont wanna see the squad They dont wanna see the Wraith They dont wanna see your bitch up in the stars like she goin outer space Litty again, litty again, I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again, I got it, we did it, we litty again Feature money out the safe, went and brought a Wraith, brought it down Collins Niggas talkin like they want it, when we in the city, they dont want problems Niggas said they gon rob us But nigga, we comin from welfare I shoot a mullet when I pull it, how you catch a bullet like a NFL player? Shouldve known it was litty when bitches start lyin on my dick Lie on that pussy like I hit Cant even be a side, side bitch Im hittin 9s, 10s, and you aint even looking like you a 5 Broke bitches tryna do it for Twitter, when they used to do it for Vine, woah! Im the man of the hour, Im the nigga with the airtime Rolls Royce Wraith, put your bitch up in the stars like she in the airline Niggas talkin bout my hair line, I laugh about it, I be feelin them See, we both be making Ms: they be makin memes, I be makin millions I just counted up a Quentin Miller A QM, thats a quarter milli They dont wanna see Jae drop 6, fly private when he go to Philly Funny money, yeah I know its silly, but your ho feel me When I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it I promise she gon know its litty, motherfucker, yeah Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, its litty again Fly out a bitch from the tropics, get litty again All of my parties is poppin, you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They dont wanna see the squad They dont wanna see the Wraith They dont wanna see your bitch up in the stars like she goin outer space Litty again, litty again, I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again, I got it, we did it, we litty again All of my niggas is way up These niggas is haters, I know that they haters I score your bitch like a layup I make a mil like a layup I pop a pill just to stay up I sip the lean just to slow it up Im with my team, and we goin up All of these foreigns, they know its us Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it Like the coca when we mix the soda up Perfect timin and were blowin up Fuck it, Ima light the Rollie up Shorty fuckin for Chanel! I aint trippin, thats a coconut Push the Rari til the motor bust Stack the paper, fill the sofa up Lay on that paper, I am not slackin, I stay on that paper I feel like its a restraining order on that money, cause yall stay away from that paper I know some niggas that used to be ballin, but know they all feeling a way bout this paper I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred after hundred They thought I was makin this paper! Fuckin it good, I be rapin this paper Shit, I might as well get married to money I marry Nicki, still married to money She rich as Mariah, I carry the money And fuck a deposit, I bury the money I bag the money, it hang out my pocket, embarrassin money I act like I aint used to havin this money, oh! Yeah, hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, its litty again Fly out a bitch from the tropics, get litty again All of my parties is poppin, you know that we litty again All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again They dont wanna see the squad They dont wanna see the Wraith They dont wanna see your bitch up in the stars like she goin outer space Litty again, litty again, I got it, we litty again Litty again, litty again, I got it, we did it, we litty again
Thugger Tip This Actavis by the way, I promise, on God Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes Only here for one night, let me put it on your face Let a nigga nut, only way Ill go to sleep Boolin, rockin all the Franck Muller I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor So many hundreds, how the hell Im going to lose em? Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now Im coolin Play with my money, Ima let them niggas do you Play with my money, Ima let them niggas do you Play with my money, Ima let these niggas do you Play with my money Play with my , play with my money Play around with my cash End up in a body bag End of story, dig that Pull up, hoppin out a cab She know she got a nigga bad She know she gotta keep a bag She know I gotta keep me some cash She know she gotta hop on top of the dick She know she gotta ride that motherfucker Her mama done walked in but its too big She cant hide that motherfucker Even if she divided the motherfucker Man, even if she minused the motherfucker Join in, get the mileage, motherfucker I aint gon disguise it, motherfucker , nah Shop at Saks Fifth, flow on DatPiff Yeah, Im that swift, ask her and him Yeah, ask em, put a bone in them Put a choker on em, let em choke and all All my children spoiled, yeah, they got it all Daughter sexy and my son got the broads Spent racks on my son and his squad Daddy boy, never play with toys Better not play with em boys New AK with them boys New feng shui with the boys Drippin all day for the boys Bitch, you aint ready for the boys Im in that Wraith, homeboy If you ever play with the boy Ima turn the blade on em boys Ill do everybody, yeah, Ill do em Ill do everybody, yeah, Ill do em Do everybody, yeah, hey, hey Do everybody, yeah, Ill do em Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes Only here for one night, let me put it on your face Let a nigga nut, only way Ill go to sleep Boolin, rockin all the Franck Muller I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor So many hundreds, how the hell Im going to lose em? Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now Im coolin Nigga, watch that dog , watch Niggas plottin on the boy, spot em Put the target on they head, dot em, dot em, dot em And Im good, got a rabbits foot in my wallet Tell em pick it up then drop it, drop it Do some sit ups then show your body Got her bent up, I done took a gram of Molly Her car dented up like she rent to everybody Do my yay, Ill do Do my yay, Ill do Do my yay, Ill do Do my yay, Ill do Okay, my money way longer than a NASCAR race I told her keep going on the gas, fuck the brakes Only here for one night, let me put it on your face Let a nigga nut, only way Ill go to sleep Boolin, rockin all the Franck Muller I know some hoes with good head, fuck a tutor So many hundreds, how the hell Im going to lose em? Put me in the Jaggy or the Wraith and now Im coolin
Thugger Thugger baby Fuck all that lets get to it What lil shawty say? She suck on that dick on the plane and I just called her airhead I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots Im just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari I pimp, I dont play with them She bad, I might stay with her Stack it up like a Lego, yeah Homicide, you can lay with them Got some hoes, you can slay with them You know that we players, we playing em She cant be my wife, I cant lay in there Diamonds all black like Im racist now Ri-ri-riding through the city, windows tinted, AC blast I got bitches wanna fuck me, so so wrong , do me bad I got cash in my pants , I got cash on her ass AP dance, bitches glance cause my diamonds look like glass I wanna fuck her but she play more games than the NBA Monday morning, got a dentist appointment, lil bitch, you can check out the dentures plate I got so much jewelry, baby I got so much water this shit like a mini-lake Fuck nigga play Ima send him to meet his maker then ask God for forgiveness bae Cop a chopper, end up flipping niggas Yeah, you better stop tripping, nigga I dont use words when I kill a nigga We dont use phones, we no silly niggas I think I need help with my kidney, nigga No cat, but you know Im just kidding with you I make this shit fly out the ceiling, nigga Im hot like an eye on a skillet, nigga She suck on that dick on the plane and I just called her airhead I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots Im just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari I pimp, I dont play with them She bad, I might stay with her Stack it up like a Lego, yeah Homicide, you can lay with them Got some hoes, you can slay with them You know that we players, we playing em She cant be my wife, I cant lay in there Diamonds all black like Im racist now You cant take jack, fall into this mouse trap Ri-ri-riding through the bity, got a AK on my lap Im not talking shit, but Im ready to shoot some craps If he think he wanna see me, Ima send a hundred straps I got some birds like Im Julio My outfit outdated, its Coogi though I want pussy or head, you a groupie ho Balmain with a motherfuckin Gucci coat I wont talk to that bitch, let that coochie know Yeah, let that coochie know Diamonds from Tiffany Co Paid a whole hundred racks for those You should get down with this slime shit Tonight Im bout geeked out my mind shit My credit good, I dont need a dime shit Pour Act inside that lemon lime shit That petty thief need to stop tryin shit If you need help I got some dime bitches I cannot stand none these lyin bitches I need a website for some fine bitches She suck on that dick on the plane and I just called her airhead I just went hunting, I found me a rabbit, I picked out the carrots Im just tired of smoking kushy, I need some Moonrock out in Cali I got a white bitch and she give me that Becky but her name is Sari I pimp, I dont play with them She bad, I might stay with her Stack it up like a Lego, yeah Homicide, you can lay with them Got some hoes, you can slay with them You know that we players, we playing em She cant be my wife, I cant lay in there Diamonds all black like Im racist now
Turn it up, Thugger Thugger, and... lets go Halftime Half a Perky, half a Xanny make it halftime Half a pint, pour up an eight, my nigga, halftime Tryna rob, that stick turn his body to halftime yeah Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like Im Willie B No Tennessee, but the chain on my neck is a T No Memph Bleek, bitch, I own the Roc, not Jay Z, ya dig? War Ready like Tracy T, ya dig? Racks on racks on racks, just might pull up on my Spider All my diamonds black, you can motherfuckin knight em All these pussy niggas wack, Im a murk em every night, Ill Pull up screamin blatt, got my motor out a Viper Got 100 million flat like my motherfuckin idol I might eat it, I might lick it, but I swear Ill never bite em Every time I dress myself, it go motherfuckin viral Pussy niggas stealin swag, bring my shit back like recycles I might ask her for some head I dont know that ho, I act like she dead Insurance on my money like a wreck Every time I see her, she lick the cleavage Fuck her on a $10,000 bed I could never love her, fuck her head Suck my dick like Beavis, no Butthead Cocaine white like Justin Bieber, bitch I might show the racks and tease the bitch I might want it but I dont need the bitch I been flooded out by Jesus, bitch I want your pizza, Little Caesars, bitch Ninth Ward, I buy my diesel, bitch I dont wanna talk or see a snitch No teacher, we chalkin shit I passed school, Im passin all the staffs I just want that neck like a giraffe I like fish and water, Im a bear 17.5, I shave it like its Nair Lay out, watch the kids like a daycare I dont play games, no, Im not the fair I got Hot Wheels like a motherfuckin chariot Chanel Vintage, boy, this shit is rare Hey, a good time Hey, lets have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime Hey, lets have a very good time Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, lets have a very good ti-i-ime I done figured this shit out, these lil niggas gon bite on my swag, its a virus I don the swag, and I pull up on bitches, dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus No, Im not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches, I whip out, she suck on my private Lil nigga play, Ima catch him down bad and then stick em, fold em like a wallet I swear to God theres only one of me, and these bitches three-deep like a trident I’m walkin through it like tons of the ones, and these bitches grabbin, Im at Follies Fuck nigga, try me, I swear to God, lil whoadie gon pull up and pop at his noggin Bitch, I got water, I look like Im fresh from Hawaii Havin the time of my motherfuckin life Im gonna buy everything I want, I cant think twice You can turn the ice tray off, baby, Im havin ice As long as I live, wouldnt want a wife Hey, a good time Hey, lets have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime Hey, lets have a very good time Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, lets have a very good ti-i-ime
I done put twenty up under the SIG You dig, you dig You dig Ayy Hey I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah I dig everything that you sayin I dig everything that you doin too I dig the way that you look at me You dig the way that I look at you I just wanna grab on your butt butt The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch The FN, it give him a haircut I roll up a seven of John Dutch That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke I dont gotta act like a gangster and she know, dope My Backwood look like a pole, yeah My Backwood look like a pole I sit on clouds of the smoke Ima blow pounds of the smoke Pardon me, pardon my soul I crack a smile for them folks, ayy Niggas they eatin in broad day In that ho mouth like a Colgate, yeah Keepin that cold case, God, please give me that cold case Man, I dont want no new friends, forgive me for all of my sins I don’t wanna think about losin, all I wanna do is win win I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah Without the radio its twenty a show and thats for sure Get that backend, bitch, we buyin dope, thats how it go Black Amigos, bout the Freebandz, that .44 I could cook the dope with no stove, pot on the floor Pull up in that coupe, shit Nigga like, Damn, where the roof went? In the streets they call me JAY-Z Lil bitch, I got the blueprint Lil nigga, I dont want no old hundreds You know I want them blue strips And I cant fuck you old hoes Im ballin with my new bitch You dig that? Two hundred thousand worth of chain and thats a fact Got my name in this rap game by sellin crack Rest in peace to OG Double D, you dig that? Slime I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah Shoot out the coupe Shoot out the roof Pull up and smash on her We dont got to put a bag on her I took your ho, you dig? I told her hold the Sig Had big bales, midget Now you cant say I aint got millions Swam with the sharks, water You be law and order I be gettin money every mornin, Tom Joyner I heard you gettin money But you payin em niggas extortin ya You pay for your fame and fortune You pay for your fame and fortune I am the plug, cordless Pull up with blazers, Portland I pay the neighbors To pick up the dope on they porches I came from nickels, I came from nickels My niggas dont know you, we do not fuck with you Ive been in the system, Ive been in a pickle You dig me like shovels, I gotta fuck with you Ayy I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah Hop in the private This is a Lambo, not a hybrid My wrist is a faucet Feed em Perkies, Im the doctor Draco, hundred round chopper She got her eyes on me like binoculars Count up this money, its marvelous Stall the bitch, I dont call the bitch You better dig what Im sayin Ima kill you and your mans Beat down the block like an amp Goin up like a skateboard on a ramp Go buy the Rollie and bust it Talkin that tough shit But you know you not gon bust shit Look at my fashion This is a Gucci rugby Im trappin and rappin Still got em babies in custody My diamonds be dancin Live in a mansion My life is lovely Aint no more loyalty Knock your ass off, pay the lawyer fee Shit can get ugly, hey I done put twenty inside the SIG I pull up on you and I pop at your kid I pull up to your block and I pop at your wig I hopped out the coupe and Im fresh as a bitch Since I was a youngin I been gettin dough I count my backend and I turn up the show I want hella Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah
Nigga, turn up Its Guwop Trap house , bunkin Trap house mansion Yeah, right on Flat Shoals Exit, nigga We got London on da Track Im pourin fours and shit, I need to just put a deuce in Car cost four-hundred-thou and I put a roof in My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in it Nigga, its a gangsta party, why fuck is you in it? Head bust a microwave, shit, didnt take him two minutes You know that theres some straps in the club, they let my crew in I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand If you aint talkin bout buyin grams then Im a deaf man I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin? We thirty deep, we cover the streets, nigga, we mobbin , again Thugger and Guwop, again Chasin that guap, again Thats my lil whoadie, again We chasin that money baby, again We fuckin your ho up baby, again And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby Pull up and pour it Ima go gold, let you know it I got gold on my Rollie And Im real right like a poet I look like a dope boy, I know it I know Im gonna win it like Floyd I became an important lil boy Money long like a sock with some shorts My bitch white and she brown like a port Ed-umacation abort, bookin these dorks I jumped off the porch and went north Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics YSL hardbody, I got bout twenty chickens in the lobby, baby Ride it, ride it Kawasaki, saki I dont speak english I fuck that mouth, on the secret Im the big homie, Im leakin Stick to the streets like Im cement I dont need no change, you can keep it I dont want your verse on my remix No panties she my secret Got a hunnid bands on me Im cheesin This the sequel, lookin down like an eagle , again Thugger and Guwop, again Chasin that guap, again Thats my lil whoadie, again We chasin that money baby, again We fuckin your ho, again Pay if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby Pull up and pour it Ima go gold, let you know it I got gold on my Rollie And Im real right like a poet I look like a dope boy, I know it I know Im gonna win it like Floyd I became an important lil boy Money long like a sock with some shorts Whippin that bit, she whip out that dick She is sucking, she is fucking Sitting right there on her knees like a bucket, yeah, yeah
Thugger The Thugger, baby, yeah Metro! Hee Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro And what? Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit I’m on the purple, nigga, high like fuckin Martians, woah In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin, woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All-red Dickies suit, Im ridin down Slauson, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules I smoke gas, thats that Hercules She looked at him, oh, now she watchin me Bitch, Im speedin to that guapanese Old Chevy mounted up, I cant forget the T Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers Fuck them boys, they costin us, they stalkin us They know they old lady not runnin, they fall for us We so tired of takin losses, aint no more chalkin us, I promise YSL on ape and they donkeys These niggas pointless, they want me wanted Im still a stoner, MAC and cheese on me These niggas clonin, Im full but Im still hungry Hey when the click clock, Ill make your bitch stop Ice inside my tick tock, boss cookies, no brisco I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks Snitches tryna juug at me, I gotta dead sum Whoa, shit Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit I’m on the purple, nigga, high like fuckin Martians, woah In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin, woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All-red Dickies suit, Im ridin down Slauson, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Okay first of all, I was doin this shit fore I was rich I dont care at all, Ill go do a dolphin for my clique Fuck your conference call, pull up with a check and get my sig Double D, you dig? No firework, it was lit And then some fuck nigga was hatin on me They took ya life, I know some fuck niggas waitin on it I grab that TEC, I grab that 40 and the F&N Then we pulled up ready to squabble, yeah we waited on em Anaconda, we on that slime stuff, here to remind ya Fucked your old lady, she want the finest YSL, we shinin, let her stand behind us Yeah my crew we rock, rock, baby you can climb us I call my migo, migo come and let me juug through the city He stuffed it with burritos and he let em fly right to me Bitches call me Casino but I let em ride round the city She want bingo, kilo, no sweat, now she can ride in the Bentley Whoa Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit I’m on the purple, nigga, high like fuckin Martians, woah In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin, woah Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah All-red Dickies suit, Im ridin down Slauson, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Hercu-Hercules Thugger Thugger said he have a brand new stick Thugger Thugger sittin on some fashion shit Thugger Thugger still livin like a boss YSL my team, my squad Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Thugger Slime, smoker life Eighty-hundred capsules of Molly Just be very still, I aint gonna hurt anybody Hell nah, I aint 12, but if I like it, I cop it I met Papi, and he say he good at uploading wallets Catch me ridin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me boolin with them slimes cause them my youngins I be slimin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me slidin with the slimes cause them my youngins Chrissy Carter bezel inside my baby pampers, eww I get all the work and let the Js snort the scale My bitch ride slow with the yay like she get Ls I wear that white, I cook that white, but I am not no chef Add a little soda, put the tan on it I got the shit for the L-O, and my shawty want it I drink more mud than a pig, I think pork want me And the front of the Mazi look like a fork, dont it? Let it breathe Im not no rat, but Young Thugger be chasin cheese I want the Ms and Im not talking Mickey Ds My jewelry gold like the tokens at Chuck E. Cheese Olde English, eighty-hundred capsules of Molly Just be very still, I aint gonna hurt anybody Hell nah, I aint 12, but if I like it, I cop it I met Papi, and he say he good at uploading wallets Catch me ridin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me boolin with them slimes cause them my youngins I be slimin with them slimes cause them my youngins Im with my youngins Catch me slidin with the slimes cause them my youngins Yeah, yeah, E-S to the G-N, bitch Slammin with my youngins couple hundred onions Breaking down them twenties, what you need? We got it for you Chop a chicken down to chicken nuggets for my cluckers Spray that Cutlass, threw them Forgiatos on that motherfucker Gangsta Gibbs, ho, fresh up off a powder pack Solo on the 94, bitch, I brought that powder back Geekers do that zombie walk, bitch, I let that chopper talk Niggas get to talking, ch-ch-chop em off like tomahawks Ch-chop em off like tomahawks Eight thousand capsules of molly Selling dope and robbing, mom, I dropped out of college Jumped off in this rap shit, Ive been one hundred solid, yeah Police ever catch me then they gon catch a body Its Gangsta Gibbs Olde English, eight-hundred capsules of Molly Just be very still, I aint gonna hurt anybody Hell nah, I aint 12, but if I like it, I cop it I met Papi, and he say he good at uploading wallets Catch me ridin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me boolin with them slimes cause them my youngins I be slimin with them slimes cause them my youngins Catch me slidin with the slimes cause them my youngins One night I was in Santos, it was lit like a candle I was fly like a bird, I had on Stüssy Bape camo With a cutie español, she had a booty like J-Lo She had Jacobsen sandals, youve been trapped in the bando She has to trap in the bando cause her mama got cancer She cant work in the States because her green papers aint legal Fuck a dame un beso, she be like, Run de un peso Push the molly to Pedro so she can feed her abuelo She refuse to just settle on them shoes with them red soles And refuse to be nude in front of them dudes on that dance pole She cant lose, she just ooze a bunch of ambition like Napo -Leon, I could be ruler and ride the streets on my Benzo So, then she get money vicarious off her friends though Cause a kid named Birdy look nerdy but he be after the bando She robbed Birdy for birdies, now Birdy after her head though Hold on I think I see Birdy and Birdy killed my Cuban ho
Thugger, Juug Yeah We got London on da Track Be mad at yourself You understand? Young Stunna, nigga Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body Yeah, hopped out the passenger side with my strap From 50 to 100, we movin and serve that We shinin every summer, spend numbers and bounce back Lil whoadie bout that action, we pull up, its bout that When I came round, I put it down, on front line, I did mines Hustle life, we built this, had a block bumpin like a second line Cut-cut niggas, them crunch niggas, them projects were cut, nigga Play around, you get cut, nigga, get pulled down, I wont cut, nigga No lames: Born rich and dangerous High life and famous Big MACs and them straps, nigga Play around and get slashed, nigga Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body 73 Chevelle, put that shit together Married to the money, yeah we live together Love my F&N but still keep that Beretta Made it to the top and I aint use a ladder Ran up a check, ran up a check Pass that shit around, then I go collect Made it out the hood, now Im on TV Posted with Young Thugger, sippin GTV Smokin on the headband, nigga, Im a stoner Went from hangin on the corner to hangin wit owners Yeah, its the Juugman for niggas who dont know me I just did a feature, went and copped a Rollie Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body Skrrt! Aye man, we really... We really having, uhh... a lot of them already round the spot Know what Im sayin, nigga? Gun on any of these niggas, thats on blood Thats on slime fool Fuck you mean? Tuh Ah! NASCAR, speed on em I got bitches in the spot callin me big homie Im bouncin like a trampoline, homie So in love with this cash, all my shows have the cream, homie Im bangin red like strawberries I told your bitch aint goin steady My weed is loud and you smokin libraries I got a thing for ampheties All my diamonds green like lettuce And what you worth to me? Pennies Lets get it Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt! Woo! Blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Gah! Blatt! Woo, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ahh, ahh, blatt! Ah, blatt, blatt! Lil whoadie bout that action Ah, ah! Blatt! Blatt, blatt! Gah, gah! Nigga playin with my whoadie, Ima ride She say that that pussy wet so Ima slide She pull up and fuck the crew like she connivin Hey, Ima cum all over her body
Im a late bloomer, third year on the scene Twenty racks dont feel like nothin to me Came from the streets, it turned me to a beast Invisible set, diamonds huggin my piece Book me for a show, I need eighty at least I want the smoke, aint no keepin the peace Keep me a razor when Im in the East Open em up just like a surgery Everything burnin around me, Im lit Show a lil attitude, swap out the bitch I spent two-fifty, dont know where it went My hood on my back, I gotta represent Toronto, you useless, you dont got a pole Warm that boy up, he got shot in the cold Thirty rounds in the clip, let it unload I fuck the bitch I picked right out of Vogue Took twenty bitches on my first vacay I aint pickin up, Im in Turks, lil baby Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pullin out, ask to take a taste, lil baby Pullin out fifty racks, walkin out of Chase If I drop dead, Ill be hard to replace Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay Trappin on the block, Id never serve a cop I always kept a Glock, I aint bout to see the grave Pull up, Ill make a quick stop I shop one stop, Im high for seven days Who is that lil nigga icy hoppin out a Wraith? Chopper get it choppin like a blade You aint get no money but you poppin on your page Trust me, we could never be the same You know I like to flirt, no skirts in Turks Im puttin in work, I beat her out the frame She sweet, I was movin off a Perc I bought her a Birk and a birthday cake Line his ass up like a barber do the fade Fed your ho crêpes and grapes Cash told me, Wait, its a billion on the way We just split a billi with the gang Took twenty bitches on my first vacay I aint pickin up, Im in Turks, lil baby Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pullin out, ask to take a taste, lil baby Pullin out fifty racks, walkin out of Chase If I drop dead, Ill be hard to replace Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay First time in Turks, had a whole bunch of work Had to bring two jets, had a whole lot of babes I first take a game-changin verse Swear the change gon hurt, but it really aint a game Shawty like to twerk, I bring the rage Really get to trippin on the stage Never ever let em see the man unless they pay Niggas havin beef, I hope they pray Cactus Jack me up and down, head to toe Make sure the ones you with on go Make sure the ones you with is with it Make sure the ones you with, ah She need a quick tan, come to Turks with the Gs Work for that body, need more than degrees Fillin her nose with some shit I can ski with Say this her first time, its hard to believe Took twenty bitches on my first vacay I aint pickin up, Im in Turks, lil baby Every other watch got diamonds in the face Pullin out, ask to take a taste, lil baby Pullin out fifty racks, walkin out of Chase If I drop dead, Ill be hard to replace Hardly get thirsty, got water like a lake My brother got locked, another bond I gotta pay
That Rich Gang lifestyle Marble floors, gold toilets and chandeliers Big money, nigga Take the jet L.A., hit the bity Boolin’ in the bondo with a few bitches And they go to trippin Drankin’ that GTV, that tequila Smokin’ them stunna blunts Nigga we never hungover Poppin’ bigger numbers with my niggas Straight Bs only Shout out to my love, my blood, my team, my gang, my family, nigga, you know what we bleed 404, 305-04 What’s poppin’, nigga? B-House of Dank, put it in the air This that YSL, Rich Gang, RHQ, YMCMB shit Big B’s with a few C’s PeeWee, what’s poppin’, nigga? Bankroll Mafia Hot Beezle, what’s brackin’, nigga? The pussy outta line, the pussy get they head bust Ha, you dig? B-Loc and Bentley, y’all know the business It’s B-Slime or G5—blat! Rest in peace Tamara and Miss Gladys, boy Oh , ayy Oh Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes For sure, for sure Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes For sure, for sure Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes And that is for sure, its for sure Tell a nigga, would you ride for a nigga, baby? Would you die for a nigga, baby? Hey Baby girl, would you cry for your nigga, baby? Would you cry for your nigga, baby? Ayy , baby girl, what you know, what you know bout that? What you know bout that? You don’t know nothin Baby girl, what you know bout that, bout that? What you know bout that? You dont know nothin She don’t know it, she don’t know it Work comin in any day or later, ayy Eat her candy, Now-and-Later, wait I ain’t through, baby, buying acres Almost done Let me put something inside of your stomach Let me put some right up under your lungs Baby, I just wanna hit like Barry Bonds I know all you wanna do is have fun I put my heart inside yo pocket, you cant break it I told you, I love you to death, never dissed you, not once You my twin, yeah, you my twin, baby, let’s stay together You know you can never ditch me, baby, you know better You know I look at you like gold, you my future trophy She know she got my heart, she say, Do it, I jump like Tarzan Drugs don’t stop, you know I can’t stop, wait Baby don’t press charges, she know that I’m on the block, woo When she pull up, she can’t go back, she gon stop, no She ain’t know what time it was til I bought her first clock Rolex, spend a thousand on a flock, no Wak And you know I’m coming back like them boys, no Shop Loading up a Glock Take shots, I got Jays on a flavor-flavor watch Billidybop, pull up, shootin buckshots Yeah, they watch me like a fucking cable box Bitches wanna fuck me and they also want my top Mama told me never give tops outside the shop Pull up on your girl, I’m lurkin’ like a cop Pussy nigga play, I beat them like I box Hey, Im the president, baby, blacker Barack Thirties on the Chevy, my nigga, plus its a box You should know me in shark shoes, sponsored by Fox Split that money up in eight ways like I’m an octopus On the campus with lots of pounds, kicked out of college All I bleed is red, my nigga, but Im not stoppin shit Pull up to the set, and I come and pay all my homages Hoppin out on Bleveland, I pour up straight out the pharmacy Pussy nigga scared to say it, I got em hummin shit Lil bitch, you know I’m really thuggin like Bones-N-Harmony I can never... I’m an animal, you know I got stamina If a nigga ever got robbed, bitch, I’m the manager And I got an African with weed over on Campbelton Lil mama, don’t go, keep it stompin’, I want that cameltoe Pull up to the set with them sticks and have us an ammo show Lead through the front door with that Tec, its out the back door Bags in this bitch, so many bags, like, Where the racks go? Givenchy my toes and my bros and my hoes For real Dont act like you dont know when you know that you know For real Even when Im laying down, baby, Im keepin it tucked For real Swear to God, when you play with just one of these bucks You get killed Baby girl, would you ride for your nigga? Would you ride for your nigga? Would you die for a nigga? Hey Baby girl, would you cry for your nigga? Would you die for your nigga? Would you ride for your nigga? Hey Baby girl, what you know, what you know bout that? What you know bout th-that? You don’t know nothin Baby girl, what you know, what you know bout that? What you know bout that? What you know bout tha—
Yeah Yeah Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat even though Im a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me fore that breath be your last, boy Ive been drinking red, rasp, boy Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Overseas, hundreds gettin, bitch, croissants Wrecked the GT-R , I love to crash cars Im a bad boy, so I got a bad broad Futuristic rides imported from Mars Smith & Wesson 45, put a hole in his heart Better not play with me, killers, they stay with me, your bitty lay with me She fell in love with my ice, yeah, the hockey rink Aint come to kick it, Im not on the soccer team Knew I would make it, its part of my prophecy Raf Simons match my Prada jeans Ima do the dash, get to the bag, aint no one as bad as me Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat even though Im a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me fore that breath be your last, boy Ive been drinking red, rasp, boy Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Overseas, hundreds gettin, bitch, croissants Sticky, sticky Ricky, I smoke Skittles, not no sticky I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me You say you want smoke and Ive been comin down the chimney You got barbecue your bitches, Im so fried and they crispy I had on Margielas when I shot at the cunt Act like you want war and they gon smoke you like a blunt Im just keeping it real with ya, Im just bein blunt Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah Skrrt-skrrt Skrrt-skrrt Thats just the sound of the Vette , I keep me the Vette I keep me a text , I read your message I bust on her chest , I made a mess I hope for the best , gold like a chest I be the best , I got the neck I can turn a check , live like Project X Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat even though Im a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me fore that breath be your last, boy Ive been drinking red, rasp, boy Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Overseas, hundreds gettin, bitch, croissants
We got London on the track Got my bae with me, you know what Im sayin? If she don’t get what she want she whine I reminisce when I get high Looked up baby and say goodbye I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes Tell you that I know she livin for a nigga, dyin for a nigga I whip that pussy with no ballers jumpin out, lil nigga That pussy look just like a cut, a soakin cut, lil nigga Yeah, Im a freak, you know Im pullin up to lush, lil nigga Id never snooze to lose, I would never snooze to lose on you Yeah, Ima give you a couple bands, want some more boobs on you Hey, Ima sit back and pay attention like school on you Yeah, Ima shoot inside that pussy like a wholly on you Goddamn, Im sorry, B, I know youd accepted my apology I know that ass fat, apple bottom please I need a deep throat baby, swallow me I love it when youre around baby, follow me I only eat green, yeah, koala leaf We shoot with big guns like a Call of D She never say no, she aint stallin me I kept my heart locked up in a safe, hey You cant shoot with a pistol, need a K No, you cant see it, it is tragic by your face But when it need air, let it out in a safe lil place I can see it on her face that if she dont get what she want When she don’t get what she want she whine I reminisce when I get high Looked up baby and say goodbye I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes Tell you that, I know she worth No these aint no drugs, I know she worth Yah, my mama say that she ain’t perfect But if this is how Im feelin, its gonna work Yeah, roll me some kush I dont want no purp Damn, I broke her heart, now my heart hurt I dont know why but I done cut down on that syrup At least I got that lil bitch ballin, she dont gotta work Oh-no-no, she aint had no job, but she having purses Yeah-yeah-yeah, she know Im the truth, places Im in first No-no-no, I dont want you bitches, yall basic and thirsty Yeah-yeah, she taught me well, it took some time, but it was worth it She get on top and she ride it, Kentucky derby You should see, I count that money like a nerd bitch Ima ball some with my dawgs but they aint Courage Her whole body same color, I call it perfect Since she dont get what she want she whine I reminisce when I get high Looked up baby and say goodbye I tied my ties, she no longer cry, look you in your eyes Tell you that, I know she worth No, these aint no drugs, I know she worth Yah, my mama say that she ain’t perfect But if this is how Im feelin, its gonna work Yeah, roll me some kush I dont want no purp
Good times, good times Theres gonna be good times, good times I know theres gonna be- Work every day til we meet ends Haffi tun it up pon di weekends Buss a toast fi yu real friend Tell me weh yuh drinking, cah I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres- Um, good times, theres gon be some good times Member we used to pull up and let em fight? Thats that hood time Member I used to grab on that ass When it was bout that wood time? If that lil bitch walk up trippin she get that mush time I dont waste time, I dont waste time I dont have patience, baby She gon get on top of this dick and she gon squish it like squish Then go fast, she Speed Racin We gon ball, Walter Payton She my boss like Im grandson Come here bae, Ima listen I let her write me my suggestions Pop quiz, its a pop quiz All my money comin clean, you cant pop this She got that pussy locked up like locksmith Watch her come to my lights like a reindeer Me and Papi on the same pills My diamonds could never stand still Where you goin? Can you come here? Ill always take you back for your sex appeal Good time ayy Come have a good time, buss a bad wine I know theres gonna be good times Know seh you waan gimme sumn long time Theres gonna be good times Me deal with deh scene ruff sumn like crime Theres gonna be good times Yuh a mek mi sing this line I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Good time, ayy Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good- Ima ride in that pussy like a stroller, uh Ill survive in a mothafuckin gutter, uh Thats my mothafuckin woadie, like the Nolia And, and Im comin red like Coke-Cola Ima have a very good time I swear to God I cant never sideline lil shorty She say she likes all of a nigga rhymes Where is my phone? That pussy callin I want you to pass it to Thugger Thugger Even in the summertime me and lil shawty cuddle I swear to God Ima tip you, you dont got to struggle Baby girl sit it down, you not known like an usher I told lil mama I dont bite but my teeth do I wanna control you like voodoo Im steady screamin free Unfoonk and DuLu Every time I have a good time Duke do too Good time, ayy Come have a good time, buss a bad wine I know theres gonna be good times Know seh you waan gimme sumn long time Theres gonna be good times Me deal with deh scene ruff sumn like crime Theres gonna be good times Yuh a mek mi sing this line Theres gonna be good- I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good- Good times, theres gon be some-theres gon be some- I know theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good times Theres gonna be good- Oh, ahh, oh-nah, ahh, oh-nah, ahh, oh-nah, ahh No, that was too funny... It was good, you know? We enjoyed it but we never used to like rave to it
Oh, yeah Oh Oh, yeah Laid up, got me thinkin, babe Tell me if you with it cause Im with it, babe I havent heard from you in a minute, babe Just tell me what to do when I get it, babe Gucci and Prada Trips to your crib in the middle of the night I know that you miss me cause I put it down right Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight You know that a nigga like me can change your life Oh, baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby I been overseas goin crazy I can tell you love it when we made up Black and gray diamonds like a Raider Orange peel, your love is real Lovin skills, I need some lovin skills Left my dirty drawers and you love me still Eyes come lazy, but she is real Dressed to kill We can bum-bum til youre tired I can put a stone by your eye I can see you never switchin sides You never tell me lies Not rushin tie-ties, yeah Trips to your crib in the middle of the night I know that you miss me cause I put it down right Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight You know that a nigga like me can change your life Oh, baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby Yeah, get me lit Hoes on my phone when they find out that Im rich Then they switch when they see Im choosin on my bitch Top down, got her doin donuts on the dick, yeah Pose for the flick Damn it, bust it, baby, watch you do it on a split She dont need no hands or no pants, do your dance Poppin rubber bands, did the dash, make it fast Yeah, waitin by me phone just to dick you down, down Let me put it down, down Now put it down, down Watch me put it down, down Put it down, down Trips to your crib in the middle of the night I know that you miss me cause I put it down right Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight You know that a nigga like me can change your life Oh, baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby Everything you do is amazing Aint nobody watchin, go crazy I got what you need Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil baby

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Dataset Card for "huggingartists/young-thug"

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Young Thug

@young-thug

Dataset Summary

The Lyrics dataset parsed from Genius. This dataset is designed to generate lyrics with HuggingArtists. Model is available here.

Supported Tasks and Leaderboards

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Languages

How to use

How to load this dataset directly with the datasets library:

from datasets import load_dataset

dataset = load_dataset("huggingartists/young-thug")

Dataset Structure

An example of 'train' looks as follows.

This example was too long and was cropped:

{
    "text": "Look, I was gonna go easy on you\nNot to hurt your feelings\nBut I'm only going to get this one chance\nSomething's wrong, I can feel it..."
}

Data Fields

The data fields are the same among all splits.

text: a string feature.

Data Splits

train	validation	test
1656	-	-

'Train' can be easily divided into 'train' & 'validation' & 'test' with few lines of code:

from datasets import load_dataset, Dataset, DatasetDict
import numpy as np

datasets = load_dataset("huggingartists/young-thug")

train_percentage = 0.9
validation_percentage = 0.07
test_percentage = 0.03

train, validation, test = np.split(datasets['train']['text'], [int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*train_percentage), int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*(train_percentage + validation_percentage))])

datasets = DatasetDict(
    {
        'train': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(train)}),
        'validation': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(validation)}),
        'test': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(test)})
    }
)

Dataset Creation

Curation Rationale

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Source Data

Initial Data Collection and Normalization

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Who are the source language producers?

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Annotations

Considerations for Using the Data

Social Impact of Dataset

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Discussion of Biases

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Other Known Limitations

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Additional Information

Dataset Curators

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Licensing Information

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Citation Information

@InProceedings{huggingartists,
    author={Aleksey Korshuk}
    year=2021
}

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Dataset Card for "huggingartists/young-thug"

Dataset Summary

Supported Tasks and Leaderboards

Languages

How to use

Dataset Structure

Data Fields

Data Splits

Dataset Creation

Curation Rationale

Source Data

Initial Data Collection and Normalization

Who are the source language producers?

Annotations

Annotation process

Who are the annotators?

Personal and Sensitive Information

Considerations for Using the Data

Social Impact of Dataset

Discussion of Biases

Other Known Limitations

Additional Information

Dataset Curators

Licensing Information

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