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French Montana, they aint gon’ like you
Coke Boy Baby
This money that Im starin at
Step back in my sanctuary, yeah
Shit is lookin’ scary, ahh
This feelin sanctuary
Your whole life a fairy
I send obituarys
Your whole crew scary
Dont say one thing, they know my name
And I feel legendary
In my own lane
And I get paid to sing like Katy Perry
Non of my prices vary
And Im February
Pour it in a wild berry
I know how to ball like Larry
Stay in my lane
These hoes play games
Aint got no time to get married
Used to sell , now I get paid to sing like Katy Perry
I smoke a lot of Marry, I love to fuck an Aries
Its a shame, I milked the game so much
I own a dairy
Yeah I bossed up
Bought my mom a new truck this January
I paid everything off
Dont wanna think it’s overbearing
I don’t want the errands
We know, no one comparin
Me and my dogs, we bust it down
Don’t got no problem with sharin
Everyday I drop to the ground
They hardly know what Im wearin
Can’t stop yo bitch from starin
She swallow my kids, no parents
This money that Im starin at
Step back in my sanctuary, yeah
Shit is lookin scary, ahh
Starin at
Bring drugs baby, imma bring my shame
For your friends, baby imma bring the pain
Dress, when its showtime
Never need no co-sign
If I need, I go find
Dress up when its go time
Sanctuary, yeah, sanctuary, yeah, oh, hey
Grind, till the sun up
Fell down nine times, stood up ten
Now Im one up
Its Montana, Gunna
Strap, when they run up
Dug em down every summer
And she go down, every time I come up
Brazilian in there, got that legend
Pelay
I smoke from the deli
Thats word to Big
I pulled the clothes off my back
They want that shirt off my back
And I dont talk when I rap
And they know where Im at
We dont do all that actin
Got a tilt on my hat
Glock, for the trilogy
One of em gon remember me
Shout to
Sanctuary yeah, sanctuary, yeah
And dont you worry, yeah
Baby dont you worry, yeah
Shit is legendary yeah, yeah
Its that sanctuary yeah, sanctuary yeah
Dont you worry, dont you worry
Dont you worry, yeah
Dont you worry, yeah
Dont you ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, worry yeah
Montana, Gunna
Its that Montana, yeah |
Ever since a nigga got money, it aint neva been the same
Fucked 9 hoes at Onix, it aint neva been the same
Ever since my nigga put them bags on me, it aint neva been the same
It aint neva been the same, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga got Activis, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga packed the weed in, it aint neva been the same
It aint neva been the same, my whip, it be so clean
27 inches on sespention, got the skis in frame
I run with a bunch of hard niggas, together, we could change
Undercover nigga, with a confescated Mac 11, nigga
100 dollar for a 7, nigga
Send your dog up to heaven, nigga
When I talk, they listen
Cause I preach to them like the revrand, nigga
Big cake, like Debby, nigga
I dont fuck with no peddy nigga
I dont fuck with no lame hoe, unless they ask what my bankroll
These hoes aint loyal, sport, tell me something I dont know
Chris Brown to me, Rihanna neva wouldve played with me
Kanye neva wouldve played me, cause I neva wouldve did that
And itd neva be the same again, cause real niggas neva did that
Ever since a nigga got money, it aint neva been the same
Fucked 9 hoes at Onix, it aint neva been the same
Ever since my nigga put them bags on me, it aint neva been the same
It aint neva been the same, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga got Activis, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga packed the weed in, it aint neva been the same
Since I jumped off the porch, nigga, it aint neva been the same
Nigga, reppin since the gang
Im in a whole nother lane
Bought 5 different new forins, nigga, itll neva be the same
Niggas think Im sellin Cane
I sip drank to eas the pain
Atlanta since 06, nigga, itd neva be the same
The real ones know me
Cop some new shoes, Marjellas, itd neva be the same
Real plug, drop the boatload, life will neva be the same
Life will neva be the same, had to say that shit again
Between me and you, youll neva be the same
Ever since a nigga got money, it aint neva been the same
Fucked 9 hoes at Onix, it aint neva been the same
Ever since my nigga put them bags on me, it aint neva been the same
It aint neva been the same, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga got Activis, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga packed the weed in, it aint neva been the same
Itd neva be the same, Imma real, you a lame
Snitch, you got four tacks, now Imma bust a nigga brain
Fresh right out of stain, hit without a cane
Spead that, I need that, or Imma slap a bitch, same
Thats a don, nigga, Imma bomb, nigga, ready to blow up in the game
Do this rap shit for fun, nigga, got me out the slums, nigga
Ask around, Imma don, nigga, one phone call, get you done, nigga, send shots to your frame
Youll neva look the same
Ever since I bought me a AP, nigga, it aint neva been the same
Its the real south, no JD, well let it rain
Ever since I got fame, itd neva been the same
Throw up 6 fingers out the car, nigga, Zone 6 where Im from, nigga
Ever since a nigga got money, it aint neva been the same
Fucked 9 hoes at Onix, it aint neva been the same
Ever since my nigga put them bags on me, it aint neva been the same
It aint neva been the same, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga got Activis, it aint neva been the same
Ever since a nigga packed the weed in, it aint neva been the same |
Please stop playin wit me, bitch
Please stop playin wit me
Please stop playin wit me, bitch
Please stop playin wit me
Ayy, you bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang
Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame
Look at my watch, look at my ring
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin
You bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang
Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame
Look at my watch, look at my ring
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin
Ayy, You bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang
Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame
Look at my watch, look at my ring
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin
Way too lit, watch my drip
When I take that sip, niggas know I aint playin
Im from the H, excuse my slang
Im comin down, know what Im sayin?
Im from the H, excuse my slang
Im comin down, know what Im sayin?
Im from the H, excuse my slang
Im comin down, know what Im sayin?
I really be workin, bought me a Birkin
I bet if I post it, them bitches gon hate
Sayin you happy and knowin you hatin
Dont congratulate me, you bitches is fake
Just got a bag, went to the lot
Looked at the dealer and told him, Ill take it
Before I was rich, I was poppin my shit
Now that Im lit, aint shit changed
Watchin me blow up, watchin me glow up
Ayy, I know you cant take it, ayy
Talkin that shit from way over there
Huh, bitch, stop playin
Ayy, you bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang
Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame
Look at my watch, look at my ring
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin
You bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang
Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame
Look at my watch , look at my ring
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin
Say it again
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin
Your Rolex is flooded, look at your hand
My house came with acres, I own some land
Big booty bitch bout to bust out her pants
Damn, look how she walk , she got a stance
These hoes throwin salt , you might get a chance
Young Wunna big boss, my Ms in advance
Feel like a prince , money gon print
Im kickin shit, young Jackie Chan
Im the new voice, ridin round with that bread
My crew done got rich, aint no way be depressed
Im so elite , Im the rap MVP
Aint no way to compete, you get way too much rest
Keep that shit on, every day I be dressed
Im rockin Margiela, this t-shirt is mesh
Please stop playin wit me, bitch
Please stop playin wit me
Please stop playin wit me, bitch
Please stop playin wit me
Ayy, you bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang
Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame
Look at my watch, look at my ring
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin
You bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang
Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame
Look at my watch, look at my ring
You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin |
Imma pay cash for it
Imma pay cash for it
Racks in the dashboard
Mufuck the taskfoce
Don’t try to gas us
Bitch I’m a bad boy
Copped a new Jaug, toy
Pull out that Mack, Royce
We flew a jet north
Gotta invest more
Fucked on a G5
Gimme that head, whore
I’m boarded with Ledo, we stackin’ bread up
Fuck what you said, keep countin’ these dead’s up
Yeah, yeah, I got a tool tucked
And it won’t jam up
You lil niggas food to us
I’m waitin’ on a Lam truck
I’m savin’ these bands up
You niggas be doin’ too much
You gon’ make an M, it’s a must
On the way to the racks, in a rush
till look up to ya cuz
You can’t stand in the trap with no gun
You can’t talk bout’ that shit you ain’t done
You gon’ fight all your battles, or run?
I got ACT in my cup and that mud
I can’t fuck on that hoe she a dove
Still won’t fuck any regular sluts
Take a yellow Xanny like a bus
Imma fuck her and buy her a clutch
Got some diamonds you don’t wanna touch
Got some sticks, finna go on a hunt
Had ya back and you still tryna’ front
Imma watch from the back, in the cut
You lil niggas lackin’ too much
You blow through the cash every month
Imma pay cash for it
Imma pay cash for it
Racks in the dashboard
Mufuck the taskfoce
Don’t try to gas us
Bitch I’m a bad boy
Copped a new Jaug, toy
Pull out that Mack, Royce
We flew a jet north
Gotta invest more
Fucked on a G5
Gimme that head, whore
I’m boarded with Ledo, we stackin’ bread up
Fuck what you said, keep countin’ these dead’s up
I got a mondoes, I’m the head honcho
Flew on a broke hoe, diamonds loco
I can’t take no pic, if she don’t suck my dick
New car, it drive stick, we came from the bricks
Spiffy got me lit, YSL my kicks
I got Gunna with me, and that choppa on me
She got slim ass waist, she got big ol’ ass
She wan’ run it up, we blow money fast
Diamonds water, water, I’m like look at these
In a brand new Vet, we eat Busy Bees
I got bad ass habits, Monday, Monday, magic
These is Nudy jeans, she wan’ be on my team
Imma pay cash for it
Imma pay cash for it
Racks in the dashboard
Mufuck the taskfoce
Don’t try to gas us
Bitch I’m a bad boy
Copped a new Jaug, toy
Pull out that Mack, Royce
We flew a jet north
Gotta invest more
Fucked on a G5
Gimme that head, whore
I’m boarded with Ledo, we stackin’ bread up
Fuck what you said, keep countin’ these dead’s up |
Lyrics From Snippet
When you rich you can do that
They all blue like durag
We always in stripes cause they know who to shoot at
get ya crew wacked
The wave fresh like durag, you won’t get ya hoe back
Jumped off the porch now we back to back Maybach
Ya new coupe a throwback
Crew loyal fasho, they already sure that I
Been thuggin’ you too up
Been started up too much you don’t gotta do it
Used to be broke in the zoo
Now you spend like a fool
How the hell could you do that?
Let them boys go on thе CTSD and it’s givin’ me Moet
We at thе spot and it started with her
But her friends just pulled up, now they givin’ me mo’ sex..
..Pickin’ the wood, would must thought I was Kodak
I’m the one ballin’, there’s no way to control that
Got out of jail,
Wrist presidential, I just left from
Keep the credentials, safe lock ain’t no stoppin’
Take off with lil pretty vibes on them trips
Now from night he be stealin’ my drip
My choppa, my closet, like nobody hip
Cause I rock on my glasses I don’t even see em’
Gunna my flow and my racks an shit
, got my demons in here
Pull up to the…
When you rich you can do that
They all blue like durag
We always in stripes cause they know who to shoot at
get ya crew wacked
The wave fresh like durag, you won’t get ya hoe back
Jumped off the porch now we back to back Maybach
Ya new coupe a throwback
Crew loyal fasho, they already sure that I
Been thuggin’ you too up
Been started up too much you don’t gotta do it
Used to be broke in the zoo
Now you spend like a fool
How the hell could you do that? |
Daha iyisini yaptığını görmek istiyorum
Uçuyorum, pervaneye var ihtiyacım
Soğuk olduğunda, kazak gibi olanım
Kafayı bulduğumda, değiştirmem havayı
Sesimi duyabilirdin, eğer tek bir şansın olsaydı
Coachellada söylerdim şarkımı
Bir kez geliyorsun hayata, olabilirsin iki kez zengin
Rolls şemsiyesine yağsın yağmur
Rolls-Royce derili koltuklar
Rulodaki VVler Sky-Dweller
Verdim kararımı ve kurtuldum eziyetten
Ve şimdi var bir kan davası
Atlıyorum içine, sessiz gitmiyorum
Amı şimdi başladı ıslanmaya
Daha iyisini yaptığını görmek istiyorum
Her yeri siyah, göremiyorlar beni Ghostta
Getir geri, ihtiyacım olan tek şey umuttu
Halkına düşebilir misin, eğer düşersen
Hepimizi önemsiyorsun, o zaman onun yazdığı tek şey
Oğul olmalıyım, biri olmalıyım
Hayır, dedikleri kişi olamam şaka yapıyorlar
Kartın iptal edildiğinde kimse sana yardım edemez
Her zaman en yenisiyim, sabundan daha temizim
İşletmeyi kontrol ediyorum, yok uzaktan kumandaya ihtiyacım
İçinde milyonlarcası var, daha fazlasını elde etmek için uğraşıyorum
GunnaWunna, onları panzehirle öldüreceğim
Kişiliğim bu, bebeğim, ve bildiğini düşünüyorum
Motoru çalıştırdım, var daha büyük bir çime ihtiyacım
Bu boku ateşe verdim papa gibi tıpkı
Kaçacak olan ben değilim, daha büyük silahım
Slimeları çağıracağım ya da kendime Locsları
Bazı büyük Bleri biliyorum ve kuzenim bir halk
Arı gibi sokuyorum, dikkat etmeliyim yaklaşımına
İnanamıyorum bir gösteri için iki yüz bin olduğuna
Dizlerinin üstündesin ama inanamıyorum fahişe olduğuna da
Alttan alman lazım, sikişiyorsun etrafta
İğnelemiyorum seni, bebeğim, büyümeni görmeyi tercih ederim
Kimse senin onlardan daha iyi yaptığını görmek istemiyor
Kimse senin onlardan daha iyi yaptığını görmek istemiyor
Daha iyisini yaptığını görmek istiyorum
Uçuyorum, pervaneye var ihtiyacım
Soğuk olduğunda, kazak gibi olanım
Kafayı bulduğumda, değiştirmem havayı
Sesimi duyabilirdin, eğer tek bir şansın olsaydı
Coachellada söylerdim şarkımı
Bir kez geliyorsun hayata, olabilirsin iki kez zengin
Rolls şemsiyesine yağsın yağmur
Rolls-Royce derili koltuklar
Rulodaki VVler Sky-Dweller
Verdim kararımı ve kurtuldum eziyetten
Ve şimdi var bir kan davası
Atlıyorum içine, sessiz gitmiyorum
Amı şimdi başladı ıslanmaya
Daha iyisini yaptığını görmek istiyorum |
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win
I done been down, back again
Used to be broke,
you cannot see
Just want the Benz, fuck all my fake friends
5000 dollar Cartier lense
I wanna
For real, no fake, I dont bend
Im in love with some twins
came with
I got a mink on like Im
get shot if you
Total opisit of losing, we win
None of my niggas aint friendly
Dont want want Bentleys
gon hate
Down, but Im back up again
Duke!
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win
So many days I was down
None of them niggas was round
It was just me and my rounds
Nigga play, spray rounds
stay down
look at you now
just look at us now
Now Im walking around with a not
had to run up in the spot
stacking my
200 and the Ms
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win
I done been down, back up
Feel like I lost all my luck
I fell in a hole, and got stuck
I didnt have nobody to trust
I had to run to the buss
I used to ride all alone
I got it all on my own
I didnt ask for no lone
I might have taken a loss
I got the shit back, Im a boss
I keep the shit on, Im never off
clean like floss
Im putting dick all in your spouce
She keep the dick in her mouth
Young nigga came from the south
I did it, I made it out
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win
I done been down, back up
Down, back up again
All we do is win, win, win, win |
Этот мир такой прекрасный, всюду розовый цвет
Мы попали в China Town, со мной только мой fam
На счету одни нули, но
Бабки - это пыль
Я не вспомню тебя завтра и в последующие дни
Мы так далеки
Что я так давно остыл
Душу согревает сплиф
Smoking kush, smoking weed
Сколько попыток ещё нужно мне?
Вроде всё утряслось, но мораль на нуле
Это что-то извне
Контроль процесс
На глубине
Но всё это бред
Я всё так же зависим от всех этих сцен
Хоть и знал свой процент на весь этот успех
Привык ценить момент, хоть и знал что конец
Со змеёй на груди или ножом в спине
Way
Way
Never broke again
Way, way
Way
Думал лучше быть никем
Way, way
Way
Не идти против систем
Way, way
Way
Но потом накинул текст
И понял, что
Так не может нигде и никто
Вы всё
Проебали давно
Это мой тёмный блок
Краски разных тонов
Но я знаю одно - я завис высоко
Эй, парень!
Как ты можешь говорить за людей
Если ты ещё себя толком не понял?
Всё, что было в голове
Много мыслей и идей
Отбрось их нахуй, пусть там будет жирный прочерк
Ты зависим от эмоций и от времени
От котла, в котором варишься по сей день
Ты зависим от людей и окружения
Надеюсь скоро ты морально повзрослеешь
И нет никакого сожаления
Всё по-старому, по-прежнему
Меня не хочет Вика Бэкхем
Меня хочет Вера Брежнева
Эй, йоу!
Салют Гриша с Будапешта
Салют Гриша с Будапешта
Салют Гриша с Будапешта
Салют Гриша с Будапешта
Салют Гриша с Будапешта
Мои розовые краски так прекрасны
Рисуем на стенах китайские маски
По белый закраске, хирургом
Я провожу контуры псевдо-рисунка
Твой Кинг - Стивен, мой - LBJ
В открытом архиве, но я не леджит
Боевая машина - мой пульс дребезжит
Тег с шестеркой в начале - это мой shit
Памятка по выживанию с улиц
На них сюр и грязь образуется
Контуры граффити как магистрали, кварталы на карте рисуются...
(это палитра красок, это палитра красок, это палитра красок:
Чёрный, белый, красный)
Это палитра красок:
Чёрный, белый, красный
Каждый узнает наш стиль и бунтарство
Мы обитаем на улице странствий
Тут небезопасно
Небезопасно
Тут небезопасно
Этот мир такой прекрасный, всюду розовый цвет
Мы попали в China Town, со мной только мой fam
На счету одни нули, но
Бабки - это пыль
Я не вспомню тебя завтра и в последующие дни
Мы так далеки
Что я так давно остыл
Душу согревает сплиф
Smoking kush, smoking weed |
Żabson
Flex z usa bling bling
Mozesz wyjsc ale zostaw kwit |
Its easy to slip, dont want you to fall
Walk in with a, huh, at Met Gala Ball
She sent me a text, wont answer her call
Yeah, yeah
Yo solo texteo, no cojo llamadas
Solo mírame, yo soy la más mala
Me crecen las alas, parezco un hada
Con un piketón como en la Met Gala
Yo solo texteo, no cojo llamadas
Solo mírame, yo soy la más mala
Me crecen las alas, parezco un hada
Con un piketón como en la Met Gala
Yo soy así, te doy todo o nada
Pa unos soy mu buena y pa otros mu mala
Yo sigo un camino, La Desbandada
Tú vives perdido y no pasa nada
No te compares, no sirve pa na
Ca uno tiene su vida y es que vivo еstá
Aunque estés muy alto siemprе puedes bajar
Nadie vive igual toda la eternidad
Oh, man, I know that my life, it aint easy to tell
I swear to God with my eyes Ive seen hell
But babe I stood up, yeah, right after I fell
Sigo recordando que mal lo pasé
Otros quieren más tiempo aunque yo no tardé
Yo es que vivo el presente y ahora estoy mu bien
In love with my life and you wish we could trade...
Yo solo texteo, no cojo llamadas
Solo mírame, yo soy la más mala
Me crecen las alas, parezco un hada
Con un piketón como en la Met Gala
Yo solo texteo, no cojo llamadas
Solo mírame, yo soy la más mala
Me crecen las alas, parezco un hada
Con un piketón como en la Met Gala
Con un piketón como en la Met Gala
Poso pa instagram con cara de mala
Lléname de oros, puta, soy el Cigala
No sabe qué decir, parece que sí
Parece que no, pero apunto alto
Gunna saca un temón y yo lo recalco
Lo pienso, lo escribo, lo grabo y lo canto
Sé que mis letras son muy literales
Yo pienso metáforas y no me salen
Yo canto to lo que pienso, sincero, sin peso
Baby, recuérdalo eso
No canto sobre mentiras
Ni cosas que no me han pasao en la vida
Yo canto sobre mi gente
Y sobre los nenes que siempre me alteran la mente
She sent me a text, wont answer her call
She love when I flex and shop in the mall
Relieving her stress, I beat down her walls
Skeet-skeet on her chest, she kissin my balls
We speed in that Vette, dont stop for the laws
VVs on my neck, I shine in the dark
Its easy to slip, dont want you to fall
Walk in with the drip, that Met Gala Ball
Uoouoo
Uoouoo
Uoouoo
Uoo, uoo
Uoouoo
Uoouoo
Uoouoo
Uoo... |
Aye, oh yeah
Run that back turbo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Audemar wrist, count it then spend it
Matted the coupe, and 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 bags, too many bitches
Roll with my slime, yeah that my lizard
Ready to slide, you will get slithered
Hey, we aint got ties, yeen gon ride
Yeen my slime, yeen my slime
Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime
Hey, so authentic, not tellin you lies
When it comes to business Im handling mine
Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time
Kid Ink
Run through the lobby with all of my niggas
Say you the bro, but you more like a sister
Most of these rappers is cool, only in pictures
Swear when I walk out the room, these niggas be dissin
Wait, I tried to play like a fool, watch how my enemies move
Aint got a clue, it could get poppin like fool
Dont let these pop-records fool
Came from the hood, know that the money dont make it no different
We could take it to back in the day and start reminiscing
I can read back on the mission, whipping that shit with a venegance
All of my windows is tinted, Rari look blacker than Venom
Only got clue on a denim
All over money I spent it
Its only real gold on your lil chain
Still I aint never saw no chain
Member when I brought you on stage
Back when you niggas had no name
Rollin up all of my Backwoods
Tell me now when did your mood change?
You niggas be going through mood swings
And it start runnin like Usain
You need to be worried bout your boo thang
I got her in the pocket like loose change, woah, woah
Now you think that this your summer
Most you niggas one-hit wonders, dont let that shit go right to your head
Why they trynna put me under, now Im back to get revenge on everybody that left me for dead
Audemar wrist, count it then spend it
Matted the coupe, and 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 bags, too many bitches
Roll with my slime, yeah that my lizard
Ready to slide, you will get slithered
Hey, we aint got ties, yeen gon ride
Yeen my slime, yeen my slime
Young Gunna Gunna, Im in my prime
Hey, so authentic, not tellin you lies
When it comes to business Im handling mine
Yeah, Ima kingface Patek my time |
Lyrics from snippet
Yeah, Im fuckin your bitch, yeah, she act like a brat, yeah
I put the splat-splat right on her back, yeah
front of a shack, yeah
And now I got Rarris and Rarris and Lambs in front of the back, yeah
I put the baguettes in the front of the earrings in front of the , yeah
I put VVSs in front of the wrist and the back of the neck, yeah
Let em come in the lobby, Ill kill em with violence
We got plenty bodies, got nine lives, yeah
Heard 12, I jumped off the porch, they killed my wife, yeah
I put on my tribe, lets go, couple million and rise, lets go
...you know, its a whole lotta snitchin, you know
I dont tell facades
on the
Too many cars up in the garage, we doin everything large
Ride down the woods in the middle of March
Wait til the seal get hot
The murder had to pull it apart, took off some niggas for watchin
They still , you tryna be somebody you not
Im smokin on scotch
her booty, she pokin it out
Im sippin codeine and I keep it on rocks
Im rockin the rocks full of rocks
Im parking the yacht by the lot |
Yeah, um
Mad, madness
I took an orange Addy
Chop off the top of an Ashton
Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
Movie film, lights camera, action
Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion
Hundred more hoes at the mansion
Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
Money keep makin’ you happy
You police is trollin’, blue hundreds keeping me focused
I don’t know how to control it
Pockets is loaded, music is startin’ to go global
I done became a young mogal
Syrup in my soda, up my cup with leftover
I po’ some red in the cola, grinch odor
Wear number Nine like Dior, all on the floor
Mad, madness
I took an orange Addy
Chop off the top of an Ashton
Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
Movie film, lights camera, action
Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion
Hundred more hoes at the mansion
Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
Money keep makin’ you happy
Mad, madness
I took an orange Addy
Chop off the top of an Ashton
Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
Movie film, lights camera, action
Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion
Hundred more hoes at the mansion
Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
Money keep makin’ you happy
It’s no cap, nigga that’s no cap
Gunna got his own rap, have a long check
Bitch havin’ phone sex, made the bitch pussy wet
Piped her up, used to be a hood bitch
Took her shoppin’ then I give her good dick
Private down the room at the Ruth Chris
Gotta mastermind to get the cool rich
Mad, madness
I took an orange Addy
Chop off the top of an Ashton
Layin’ in Cali’, West Hollywood with a baddie
Movie film, lights camera, action
Balmain jacket, I fell in love with that fashion
Hundred more hoes at the mansion
Plain Patek, it ain’t no use to you cappin’
Money keep makin’ you happy |
Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Might fuck on a freak, Ima beat it like a ring
Then leave, Ill take you to a flight
I dont care what the tag, got money on my brain
And you know we gon live alright
Know I did a couple of things, I was livin off of shame
But shit, I made it right
Went and copped a couple chains, and Im stayin in my lane
Im drippin shit day to night
Drippin shit day to night, I drip shit day to night
We are not the same, Im poppin champagne and eatin lo mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, codeine in my veins, aint none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keepin me sane, Ima go and paint everything white
Dont carе about a thing
Blood on the money like I blеw a nigga brains
Gettin to the money, dont know bout cant
Leave with her again, had two different dates
We all about business, dont play no games
Wanna make you a milli, come join the money team
Put peanut butter seats in the Mulsanne
No imposter, double-C animal
Havin flights, we aint havin no latitude
Havin lunch, your bitch, she edible
I told her my dick incredible
You worth it, Ima put you on a pedestal
Ima dive in the pussy like a cannonball
She can keep a nigga focused like an Adderall
Gotta keep Percocet like Tylenol
She comin back and forth for sex like a volleyball
Cool on the Polo
I aint budgin, if you ratchet, its a no-no
I aint bust a plain Patek, thats a no-no
I left Barneys, I was shoppin in SoHo
La Familia, this aint just a logo
YSL, fuck a cell and the po-po
In the G-Wagen smashin down Melrose
And a chopper with a bullet in the barrel
Might fuck on a freak, Ima beat it like a ring
Then leave, Ill take you to a flight
I dont care what the tag, got money on my brain
And you know we gon live alright
Know I did a couple of things, I was livin off of shame
But shit, I made it right
Went and copped a couple chains, and Im stayin in my lane
Im drippin shit day to night
Drippin shit day to night, I drip shit day to night
We are not the same, Im poppin champagne and eatin lo mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, codeine in my veins, aint none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keepin me sane, Ima go and paint everything white
No cap in my gang, catch a body, aint sayin no names
Got some money, everybody actin strange
When I had nothin, I could barely get a, Hey
Believe that, yeah, young GunnaWunna got the wave
Im knowin you can see that, so why you callin me conceited?
Yeah
I aint with the chit-chat, hundred round drum in the backpack
Ill pop a Perc just to relax, throw a lotta money, yeah, a lotta racks
Stop by Jeffrey, get real CC
Pull up packs in the trap, lets beat
Jumped in the coupe and the seats match your feet
He was just piped up, now he on E
Thats on me
Got a lot of millions, fifteen-hundred on jeans
Its just me and Slatt Gotit, know we gon handle that business
And we aint goin back and forth, shit, it is what it is
Ima go and get a million-dollar deal and try to take care the kids
Might fuck on a freak, Ima beat it like a ring
Then leave, Ill take you to a flight
I dont care what the tag, got money on my brain
And you know we gon live alright
Know I did a couple of things, I was livin off of shame
But shit, I made it right
Went and copped a couple chains, and Im stayin in my lane
Im drippin shit day to night
Drippin shit day to night, I drip shit day to night
We are not the same, Im poppin champagne and eatin lo mein on the flight
Higher than a plane, codeine in my veins, aint none of my soda be light
My vibe got a friend, God keepin me sane, Ima go and paint everything white |
Feel like a teenager, kissing in the booth, speeding in a coupe, fuck her out her boots |
My lil bitch know she got water
She geek on the Molly, like it in the water
She so in love with the dick
She wanna bag it, she want me to spoil her
Crew down the strip with the sparklers
Riding with the stick at night, no Harlem
She swallowed my nut, how could I be the father?
dont want no bargan
Big dawg shit, and we running with the
Pop the Perkeset, that shit got me nauseous
Better not play with my neighbors, be caushous
Private flight to LA, like Im a charter
Money, yeah we get it nigga
Stack that shit up, dont need no
Flew out to Paris, no
Akers, dont hear nothing but crickets
Run the money up for a rainy day
Since I been young I been getting payed
Fucking these bitches and getting layed
Bitch I been up since the 6th grade
sick days
Im the money, have shit days
Now I made
Still gotta get payed
I can give your ass a raise
like a
this shit crazy
380
Look at me, mama, I made it
Had to stay down, I wated
Duke!
My lil bitch know she got water
She geek on the Molly, like it in the water
She so in love with the dick
She wanna bag it, she want me to spoil her
Crew down the strip with the sparklers
Riding with the stick at night, no Harlem
She swallowed my nut, how could I be the father?
dont want no bargan
Big dawg shit, and we running with the
Pop the Perkeset, that shit got me nauseous
Better not play with my neighbors, be caushous
Private flight to LA, like Im a charter
Money, yeah we get it nigga
Stack that shit up, dont need no
Flew out to Paris, no
Akers, dont hear nothing but crickets
Glad I made it out the trentches
Young nigga chasing the riches
The Perkaset still got me itching
Caught up to my boys, now they listen
run up 250
But these niggas dont pay attention
Stack up that shit, get a million
We taking trips cross the boarder
I might just fuck on your daughter
spend me a quarter
Dont keep her if you cannot aford her
I got wok and Im taking
I keep pulling up in new foreigns
I cant fuck with that bitch if she boring
Cause my lil bitch know that she got water
My lil bitch know she got water
She geek on the Molly, like it in the water
She so in love with the dick
She wanna bag it, she want me to spoil her
Crew down the strip with the sparklers
Riding with the stick at night, no Harlem
She swallowed my nut, how could I be the father?
dont want no bargan
Big dawg shit, and we running with the
Pop the Perkeset, that shit got me nauseous
Better not play with my neighbors, be caushous
Private flight to LA, like Im a charter
Money, yeah we get it nigga
Stack that shit up, dont need no
Flew out to Paris, no
Akers, dont hear nothing but crickets |
Daytrip took it to ten
Yuh, lately I aint been responding to your calls
Yah
Lately I been grinding trapping more
Remember days I had nothing, doing chores, uh
Now I got like 50 or some more
It aint bus rides no more
It aint happen cause Im more
no more
Uh
Now Im on tour
Yeah I remember nights coming up for all them bands huh
Go empty your pockets, nigga put it in my hands
Uhuh
Late night out here robbin had to get it how I can
Woo Woo thats the cops, spitta hopped outta ya benz
Now I gotta take off
New garage yeah
None of them cars is rented
Huh, go against the charges
Look what I invented
Bugatti riding through the city look them raris I got plenty
We in the spotty getting litty I got all my niggas with me
Huh so much you dont want
But we do shit face to face please do not start
All Margielas on the lace
This is too hard
Skrrt off fast up in this wraith like a NASCAR
I got way too much K, uh
Pocket on my waist yeah
Yeah
In this jet to the bay
Smooky live too large
Got too much on my plate uh
No you cant hang yeah
No you aint gang, you cant hang around us
Yuh, lately I aint been responding to your calls
Yah
Lately I been grinding trapping more
Remember days I had nothing, doing chores, uh
Now I got like 50 or some more
It aint bus rides no more
It aint happen cause Im more
no more
Uh
Now Im on tour
Uh, Gunna Gunna pop it when he want
Im a Don, I popped a Pérignon
Cant done this smoking Biscotti and some Runts
Dont get hair, sticking my finger in her bum
Fendi shopping it, upgrade stuff for fun
Nigga keep copying, your whole crew wanna be us
They see me out here, no one showed me love
Im waiting in the sky by the clouds no need to reach out
Bosses everywhere, yeah these chrome hearts
Lucky sixty bands came from Goyard
Whippin that new Lamb like a NASCAR
Iced out Cartier, its a Jaguar
Yeah, Im laying low, I know how to play my cards
Yeah my Rolls Royce, bring your kid a CD toy
Shut the door, these millions got me paranoid
You cant afford me, Smooky MarGielaa boys
Yuh, lately I aint been responding to your calls
Yah
Lately I been grinding trapping more
Remember days I had nothing, doing chores, uh
Now I got like 50 or some more
It aint bus rides no more
It aint happen cause Im more
no more
Uh
Now Im on tour
Yeah I remember nights coming up for all them bands huh
Go empty your pockets, nigga put it in my hands
Uhuh
Late night out here robbin had to get it how I can
Woo Woo thats the cops, spitta hopped outta ya benz
Daytrip took it to ten |
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was born a star
You can’t tell me I can’t shine
I was gettin’ high
Ain’t no way I could disguise
Do it for the squad, hope they all stand my side
We will dirty spark, niggas shoot the fire every night
Yeah, I ain’t lyin’ to these hoes, I’m a playa’
Plain Jane Rollie out of Mayors
I to the story, this the
I can’t live with you hoes, I ain’t A.I
Fillin’ ten two toes with that
I been transferrin’ racks on that PayPal
Buying property all over southside
Unh, my New York bitch live the best, ah
Classic Hublot, that’s a new car
Imma take my talent out to Dubai
Sleepin’ on the pallet, I remember
Thankin’ God that Gunna made it so far
Now Im gettin’ paid to post a poster
Connected to the game, like a low block
I was born a star
You can’t tell me I can’t shine
I was gettin’ high
Ain’t no way I could disguise
Do it for the squad, hope they all stand my side
We will dirty spark, niggas shoot the fire every night
Everyday a big day when I wake up strong
Light me a blig, put me in your , yeah
Imma get deep so just take in, absorb
Body at ease, feel all night, spin this spark
Nigga shoot far, this
And I work hard, but your name ain’t star, no
Never gon’ fall, walkin on
Imma fill big hearts, poppin’ out on y’all, yeah
I was born a star
You can’t tell me I can’t shine
I was gettin’ high
Ain’t no way I could disguise
Do it for the squad, hope they all stand my side
We will dirty spark, niggas shoot the fire every night
Star, you can’t tell me I can’t shine
I was gettin’ high
Ain’t no way, can’t touch the sky
Do it for the squad
All day I stay on my shine
We in a spark |
Oh my God, Ronny
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ayy
I stuff the racks in my Balmains
Look at my wrist and my tennis chain
Fuckin lil shawty, she lovin it
Go get your bitch, I dont want her back
Look in the room, she gon get attached
Hop on the jet with a hundred stacks
Put all the dope in the Louis bag
Zip it up, now its a hundred packs
Cartier watch
Look at my diamonds, they jumpin too hot
Hop out the drop when the door is unlocked
Keep me a .40, that stick is on fire
Chain, yeah, it shine like the 4th of July
Keep me a Draco, you niggas gon diе
If I dont make it, lil nigga, Ill try
Hop out the doors, the Phantom is widе
Look at my bitch and look at her new body
The drugs is sluggy, feelin like Im Carti
I know she a groupie, she just wanna party
Vlone on my jeans and on my lil coat
I bend that bitch over, I nut in her throat
Its Richard Mille, this a plain Jane
Fuckin that bitch til she go insane
She callin me Mike, yeah, I beat it up
Im slicin that dog like a dealer truck
You niggas be hatin, dont give a fuck
Im gettin this money, my pockets up
My pockets up, my hoes up
The doors up on the Bentley truck
Hot, rich gotti, rich gotti, Ima ease my wrong
Everybody knows where she goin
My diamonds, they drip with tones
Like Kevin, I got two phones
Stackin paper on ice, its froze
Its funny this glide is strong
They diamonds, they drippin, they going
My songs keep runnin up digits
Get your bread up, nigga, no bitchin
Got a bad ass bitch, she tinted
Long hair, pretty nails, she did it
Give the money all to my granny
Its okay, shitll feed my family
Yeah, this rap shit came in handy
Shawty suck my dick, its candy, ooh
I stuff the racks in my Balmains
Look at my wrist and my tennis chain
Fuckin lil shawty, she lovin it
Go get your bitch, I dont want her back
Look in the room, she gon get attached
Hop on the jet with a hundred stacks
Put all the dope in the Louis bag
Zip it up, now its a hundred packs
Yeah, give you a bag, give you a bag, give you a bag, yeah
Sit back and relax, you better watch me count my stacks, yeah
She wanna fuck cause she see all the hundred racks
All of this money, can you even handle that?
I spend this money and you know I get it back
I dont need friends, nigga, I got bankrolls
Im not safe, nigga, I need to lay low
Only let her touch the bands when I say so
Shawty a freak, yeah, I know that she faithful
Oh, she guilty, its a case closed
We be ridin round with the pesos
Yeah, we shootin shit like its Halo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, low
Ayy, I need the racks, I need the racks today
Yeah, I need my stacks, I need my stacks today
Ayy, ayy, I get it right back, I get it right back today
I do the math today, ayy, do this shit everyday
Hold up, I got your girl and she on me
Yeah, I got your bitch and she with the team
Im livin where you live, in a catastrophe
I got so much fans and they comin after me, yeah
Oh, yeah
Damn, BG, you made this?
I stuff the racks in my Balmains
Look at my wrist and my tennis chain
Fuckin lil shawty, she lovin it
Go get your bitch, I dont want her back
Look in the room, she gon get attached
Hop on the jet with a hundred stacks
Put all the dope in the Louis bag
Zip it up, now its a hundred packs
Ima go home, you tellin these lies
Ima ride for my guys and we gonna jig until we got money thats touchin the sky
Im with some young, I never divide
If its something that you want, you can have
Promise Im tired of hearing these lies
You gonna leave me or you gonna ride?
Ima go get to that bag til I die
Shorty got kick and she suckin me high
She threw a touch, I dont know where she tied
I get it lit like the 4th of July
She all about me, Im all on that dome
But she keep on actin like she could do wrong
Let me see what you got, pull up to the spot
If you wanna get jiggy, we settin the tone
Settin the tone, no
All she wanna do is glow, all I wanna get is dough
Its the one game and it all on my mommy
Cause I gotta get it some more
She send my heart to the globe
I only want her on the low, no
Ive been runnin, runnin round
You still with me? Is you down?
But Ive been in the wild in front of my sound
I got that drip, bitch, she drown
Im takin no city gown, no
I told her, Come up right now
Now Im finna make the shawty proud
No, no
No
No, yeah, ayy
I stuff the racks in my Balmains
Look at my wrist and my tennis chain
Fuckin lil shawty, she lovin it
Go get your bitch, I dont want her back
Look in the room, she gon get attached
Hop on the jet with a hundred stacks
Put all the dope in the Louis bag
Zip it up, now its a hundred packs |
Yeah
New RAF stance, imma drip when I dance
Imma count these bands, I’ll fly then land
They ain’t give me no chance, or give me advance
Now it’s out a Benz, new Cartier lens
Dead presidents, dead presidents, these dead presidents
These dead presidents, these dead presidents, these dead presidents
Yeah, I cannot switch, yeah
Imma drip with my clique
Had to stop right quick, yeah
Lemme pop my shit, take the top off my 6
Makin’ money like Mitch, all hundreds, I’m Rick
Playboi bunnies, they lay in my crib
Bust a nut and we lit, boy don’t play with that clit
Count it up and we hit one
Buy a big house in the hills
Do this shit with no deal
Imma go and get a mill’
Young nigga stayin’ trill
Gotta get it how you live
New RAF stance, imma drip when I dance
Imma count these bands, I’ll fly then land
They ain’t give me no chance, or give me advance
Now it’s out a Benz, new Cartier lens
Dead presidents, dead presidents, these dead presidents
These dead presidents, these dead presidents, these dead presidents
Yeah, boy the lean I’m pourin’
Drippin’ in brand new Rick Owens
I just flew back in from tourin’
, can’t come in the mornin’
Used to be nothin’ and I turned important
If that, bitch ain’t no Barbie she can’t get in my foreign
Skrrr, I’m outta here
Land in New York and we shoppin’ at Barney’s
Came a long way from that block, it was stormin’
I gotta keep it in motion
I gotta grind and I gotta stay focused
Stay on your ten and somebody gon’ notice you
I just be gettin’ it in like I’m sposed’ to
I’m back on my feet like I never left
Don’t need no bitch, I’m better by myself
Imma make it, I won’t settle for less
Came out the hood, I came up off of finesse
But I be thankin’ the Lord that I’m blessed
Sendin’ me blessings and I cannot stress
Ran this shit up and I don’t gotta flex
Fuck these lil bitches, I’m chasin’ a check
Don’t wanna fuck, I want face and some neck
Geeked up, outer space, just like a cadet
We out in Vegas and we makin’ bets
Just landed in LA on a private jet
I’m so hood rich like Keem
Draco on me with a beam
Roll up a blunt, bitch imma stunt
Bought the new .40 with new Saint Laurent
New RAF stance, imma drip when I dance
Imma count these bands, I’ll fly then land
They ain’t give me no chance, or give me advance
Now it’s out a Benz, new Cartier lens
Dead presidents, dead presidents, these dead presidents
These dead presidents, these dead presidents, these dead presidents |
Versace all over my draws
Bitch wanna fuck on my dog
B&B big as the mall
Hidin’ them racks in the walls
Ain’t do no cappin’ at all
Police keep tappin’ my calls
We spend them racks in the mall
Diamonds inside of the vaults
Unh, Gun Wunna do what he want
I am not flyin’ no coach
G5 with me wit’ and some hoes
You suckas gettin’ exposed
I got on some white and rose gold
YSL we want all of the smoke
Aye, I’m loaded, I’ll fill you with holes
I be busy I hit it and go
I’m a dog with a whole lotta’ shows
So with play with them sticks like a Zo’
Lotta niggas get killed bout that dope
Just stay focused and get some C notes
And my lawyer not goin’ to court
Kinda tired of keeping’ my hope
I don’t wanna buy less than a fo’
I’m not sayin on thing to the folks
Me and Baby got shit in the Yo’
We want then it’s back to the ropes
Fuck the lil bitch and all that she wrote
Steady rockin’ these diamonds, I’m cold
Want some weed, all I’m smokin’ is strong
Fuck the feds, we can’t talk on the phone
Versace all over my draws
Bitch wanna fuck on my dog
B&B big as the mall
Hidin’ them racks in the walls
Ain’t do no cappin’ at all
Police keep tappin’ my calls
We spend them racks in the mall
Diamonds inside of the vaults
Versace all over my draws
Bitch wanna fuck on my dog
B&B big as the mall
Hidin’ them racks in the walls
Ain’t do no cappin’ at all
Police keep tappin’ my calls
We spend them racks in the mall
Diamonds inside of the vaults
Dog, unh, woah, unh, woah, racks |
All this money got me goin’
All this money got me goin’
All this money got me goin’
Unh
All this money I can’t fold it
Stack them hundreds to my shoulders
Since seventeen, I been focused
Glock 17 with no holster, my OG’s, so they colder
I sold weed, till I wrote up, VR1 in my motor
101, mine sit lower
I just dropped two or three zips in my soda
Don’t you say shit to my clique cause we roll up
Found me a cool lil bitch from the Nolia
About my Benjamin’s, I’m a high roller
Don’t keep asking’ for shit, I don’t owe ya
For money you niggas act loyal
I ride to the top like a boil, two styrofoams of oil
All this money got me goin’
All these hundreds I be blowin’
I could throw it like Mcnav and catch it like I’m Owеns
I’m havin’ and you know it, I drive it like I stole it
Ya brokе and ya bogus, a Lamb from a Focus
200 for a Benz, Hellcat for my friends
The bitch wet, deep in
Never keep track of whatever I spend
My bitch a , all foreign
We count the bag in the morning
No basic bitches, they’re all borin’
Over a hundred whenever I’m goin’
All this money I can’t fold it
Stack them hundreds to my shoulders
Since seventeen, I been focused
Glock 17 with no holster, my OG’s, so they colder
I sold weed, till I wrote up, VR1 in my motor
101, mine sit lower
I just dropped two or three zips in my soda
Don’t you say shit to my clique cause we roll up
Found me a cool lil bitch from the Nolia
About my Benjamin’s, I’m a high roller
Don’t keep asking’ for shit, I don’t owe ya
For money you niggas act loyal
I ride to the top like a boil, two styrofoams of oil
This money got me goin’
This money got me goin’
This money got me goin’ |
Yeah, I’m chasing this money like a marathon
Gotta make my family some millions
I’m makin’ these hits just like I’m Barry Bond
Ooh, another deposit
Flawless the watches
We heard you been watchin
My diamonds are polished
Know she have that good head, I’m a psychic
- be on my head like they
We been steady increasing these prices
Money only thing keep me excited
They be listening to’ me for some guidance
Stick together wе never divided
Changе the weather we determine this climate
Watch young gunna do it, they bitin’
Chasing these ends’
Trap out the benz coupe
She want chanel too
Thats what a bag do
Studied and got me a bag too
I done got down to my last deuce
Knew they gon’ let me way through
Everything I swear this cash rules
Yeeahh, I’m chasing this money like a marathon
Gotta make my family some millions
I’m makin’ these hits just like I’m Barry Bond |
???, Why not us
Who that
Its Slaka with the crew homie
Wild out, puff puff, pass homie
Who that
Its SlakaPat with the crew homie
Wild out, puff puff, pass homie
Lotta, Gunna what the fuck is good
Who that, you dont gotta watch face
Face, that bitch love to give me face
Case, I might run down & take your safe
In their own hood, niggas not even safe
Picture me in a couple In that frame
Dont try to play
Im not your average joe
Mild Boyz Adamaneven be my fucking crew
Fuck with my gang Guarantee you a stain
Welcome to this Spizz nigga
Who dat? He not valid nigga
He moving like da jakes
He looking like the pigs nigga
Fuck with Lotto
You outta lucky He run In Rick nigga
And Slaka Pat, thats my right hand
All I want Is some top, I dont wanna pipe that
Catch us on the Bush, Heart of the Bush
Vibin out and smoking big dour of that kush
Nigga Why not us We getting to this bag
And Free the cousin ??? from doin time in ???
And Imma hold It down for us
Imma hold It down for us
Trust, best believe
In A&E we trust
In A&E we trust
Nigga thats a must
And pops wasnt In my life
I had to grow up thrife
For a minute I was stuck
But than I got these bucks
They told me to go to school
I couldnt hang with fools
I dropped out and made a plan
My twin Is my bestfriend
And Angel8
And A&E the crew
I learned to save this money
Life aint always sunny
More Sosa no less Tony
My baby got a tummy
Blue hunnids like dasani
I move at God speed
I smell like some weed
Huncho In the back
Pat with the pack
I was born In 95
I got nine lives
I aint fake stuntin
You know that I got It |
tell her get back
Break a nigga down like a Kit Kat
Shorty tryna flock to the big racks
hit that
Big racks my nigga
my nigga
My AP break a bitch back my nigga
whips in the set my nigga
Pull up and sauce on that ho from the jump
with your bitch in the front
with these bricks in the trunk
Big boy shit but Im on
Big fat
Bitches gon fuck for a phone
Smash your ho, send her home
Aint no love for these bitches, no February
I like ratchit bitches, no Mariah Carey
When I vallay the Porshe, all these thots be ready
Really thought I loved her, she a thot already
We asked about you
You aint no boss, you the secretary
Me and my niggas be legendary
You Instagram snitching and comintary
We got turn your shit speghetti
Fucking these hoes that I fucked already
Just hit me two hoes, I was bored already
Dont even call me, less the money ready
Im coming my niggas ready
Knock down your homies and steal your feddy
put that shit in my belly
Im a plug from god
dont want no celly
Im a fucking fellin
Smoke these niggas telling
Got some vilations, wont go to heaven
tell her get back
Break a nigga down like a Kit Kat
Shorty tryna flock to the big racks
hit that
Big racks my nigga
my nigga
My AP break a bitch back my nigga
whips in the set my nigga
I just got a 2 Tone Patek, my nigga
Blue cheese on me, no salad my nigga
Imma fuck a bitch in the pallace, my nigga
nigga
Drip
Niggas just cappin, I
Talk to the plug
You put all the money in the addic
MG
tell her get back
Break a nigga down like a Kit Kat
Shorty tryna flock to the big racks
hit that
Big racks my nigga
my nigga
My AP break a bitch back my nigga
whips in the set my nigga |
Check the bio |
Fejzz, he the real dripper
Tight Balmain denim
Rockstar style killer
Got choppers like a wild villain
Bitch, let me dig in her
I done left my kids in her
I been trappin since a jit
And you lookin at a mid dealer
Diamonds shinin like a lighthouse
Ten thousand on me right now
Seven grams of the dark stuff
Baby boy need to pipe down
Gettin slices of the bread now
Keepin track like a head count
I been countin cash in every route
Its been hard to book a show south
I been on the road
Im about to roll out
Do you wanna roll?
Need to let me know now
I been movin slow
I just need to slow down
Bout to cop a Rolls
Aint sellin my soul
I just used her just for sex
Im a send the bitch a text later
Im that boy that coppin all flavors
New Guccis, they was all gators
Black diamond like Darth Vader
In the booth, still countin paper
Gotta chance it, Im a risk taker
Now the chopper got round like Haiti
Hangin with some Slimes, you aint my kind
Playa, stop lyin, you a faker
Im readin your sign , pick up your vibe
Fuck around and meet your maker
Playa, might pop your tater
Glock in the sock gon rock your cranium
Aint got nothing else to say to you
Im stompin you out with the latest shoe
I been on the road
Im about to roll out
Do you wanna roll?
Need to let me know now
I been movin slow
I just need to slow down
Bout to cop a Rolls
Aint sellin my soul |
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
Bitch, Im the man
Did it with no advance
Gave my nigga a chance
Tryna see what he gon do
He done ran up them bands
I done got me some bands too
I could drip on the Gram too
Said my hood like the damn zoo
I cant decide, which foreign car Ima ride, mmh
That Phantom Rolls body is wide
I made the boy bleed like the watts, mmh
I put some more rocks in the watch
Middle finger to the cops, mmh
Me against the world like 2Pac
Say the wrong word, get you shot
The whole world love you when you hot
Thank God, He gave me a shot
The same ones that thought I was shy
I took off and went straight to the top
You cant feel me, a nigga too high
You need to stop livin a lie
You know we keep sticks like the Chi
I knew Id be rich fore I die
They wont respect you til you try
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
I got luck like a charm
Fifty racks on her arm
My tsunami a storm
I stay fly, I was airborne
Fuck these hoes like its porn
I get higher than Osborne
I like captions for tourin
Gettin money is so important
Niggas thought I was done
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
Niggas thought I was done
Oh, I can go on and on
My car is a foreign
I crank up and start soarin
My heart is torn
Shoot a movie like Barry Gordon
A star was born
My left wrist like a damn storm
I got luck like a charm
Fifty racks on her arm
My tsunami a storm
I stay fly, I was airborne
Fuck these hoes like its porn
I get higher than Osborne
I like captions for tourin
Gettin money is so important
My life a lil fun
Aint no one of my hoes boring
Got Chanel by the ton
More Sheneneh than Martin Lawrence
Skinny jeans with a gun
Play with me, its a whole war
I aint finished or done
We got some, but we come to get more
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
Bitch, Im the man
Did it with no advance
Gave my nigga a chance
Tryna see what he gon do
He done ran up them bands
I done got me some bands too
I could drip on the Gram too
Said my hood like the damn zoo
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
Lyrics from Snippets
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 wherе it went
My hood on my back, I gotta represеnt
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
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
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 |
Hold on, hold on, speed it up, hold on
Speed it up, speed it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, speed it up
Speed it up
Beat it up
Speed it up
Speed it up
Speed it up, high... speed it up
Scotty Hotty
Jolly wallet
Cheddar, cottage
Good brain, college
Her frame, body
Mulsanne, bought it
My plane, private
Diamond chain, wallets
No shame, I got it
Couple plain watches
I lay in Versace
The hate, cant stop it
Speed it up, speed it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, speed it up
Speed it up
Beat it up
Speed it up
Speed it up
Speed it up, high... speed it up
Godly, baby
Katie, coupe, Mercedes
Wheezy, wavy, eyes lazy
My lifes crazy
A price, pay me
My eyes, HD
My eyes, 3D
Im high, geeking
I lied at the precinct
I didnt sign a 360
I got mine, not greedy
Im in the ride, speedin
Speed it up, speed it up
Eat it up, eat it up
Eat it up, speed it up
Speed it up
Beat it up
Speed it up
Speed it up
Speed it up, high... speed it up |
Yaaayyaaayuuuu
Refrain:
Jme suis promis de le faire
Jcompte la money dans le fer yuh
Pas de Jack Honey pour le faire
On se dirige vers lenfer yeah
Rêvant dla vue sur la mer
Ton amour laisse un gout amer-moi
Je nfais confiance qua ma mère
Et jlui ai promis de le faire yeahyaa
Couplet:
Jai pas retourné mes sapes
Biche jsuis toujours sur le side yeah
Et tout les ennemis le savent
100g dconso sur la sav yeah
Jai caché la dope dans son sac
On est bon qua faire du sale
Partout où je passe jmet le feu à la salle
Tu sais qule babtou est slime
Tu sais qule babtou est slime biche
Si tu mreconnais fais le signe
Ils se demandent si jsuis sah
Ils se demandent si jsuis ci
Ils se demandent si jsuis ça
Je sais très bien qutu mas shab
Tu mas prit en scred sur un snap
Jai baisé ta soeur sur du shay yeayeaah
Refrain:
Jme suis promis de le faire
Jcompte la money dans le fer yuh
Pas de Jack Honey pour le faire
On se dirige vers lenfer yeah
Rêvant dla vue sur la mer
Ton amour laisse un gout amer-moi
Je nfais confiance qua ma mère
Et jlui ai promis de le faire yeahyaa
Outro:
Jme suis promis de le faire yeeeeyeeeaaah
Jme suis promis de le faire yeaaayeaaaaah
Jme suis promis de le... |
Lem te fek rive florida
Yo te konn fe mwen al legliz
Te gonw ti fanm mwen renmen
Yo pat renmen mwen pou li
Legliz la te boulvese
Atò sou mwen yo preche
Se pa renmen li renmenw
Se manyenl bezwen manyenw
Mwen te fek rive
Se ka yon kouzenm
Mwen te rete
Mwen te fek rive
Pat ko gen lajan
Poum depanse
Mwen te fek rive
Menm yon telephone
M pat ka peye
Mwen te fek rive
Pa janm bliye
Jan yo imiliem
Mwen te fek rive
Yo te gadem tankou
Tochon pie
Mte realize
Lew se malere
Yo maltretew
Yo di bel tifi tankouw
Pouki se li ou damou
Paka fe anyen pou wou
Baw manje le ou grangou
Neg la sot kotel soti
Se ou li we poul chwazi
Vagabonk sot ayiti
Kisa ou pedi nan li
Se ka moun lap domi
Paka pranw pou madanm li
Se ka moun lap domi
Paka pranw pou madanm li
Yo sote ponpe
Pa vlel pale avem
Nan legliz la
Sa pat enpechel
Chita bo kotem
Nan legliz la
Sa pat enpechel
Mete menl nan menm
Nan legliz la
Mpat renmen ale
Li te banm rezon
Poum al legliz la
Ehhhhh legliz la
Yo pale moun mal anba legliz la
Yo renmen juje anba legliz la
Ehhh legliz la
Yo foure grenn da yo
Nan sa ki pa regade yo
Lew joure manman yo
Yo di ou se maledve
Yo tretem de vagabon
Yo di mwen pap janm anyen
Yo di mwen son pongongo
Ki pa kanpe sou anyen
Mwen te fek rive
Se ka yon kouzenm
Mwen te rete
Mwen te fek rive
Pat ko gen lajan
Poum depanse
Mwen te fek rive
Pa janm bliye
Jan yo imiliem
Mwen te fek rive
Yo te gadem tankou
Tochon pie
Yo jujem
Imiliem
Degradem
Maltretem
Anterem
Yo jujem
Imiliem
Yo sote ponpe
Pa vlel pale avem
Nan legliz la
Sa pat enpechel
Chita bo kotem
Nan legliz la
Sa pat enpechel
Mete menl nan menm
Nan legliz la
Mpat renmen ale
Li te banm rezon
Poum al legliz la
Ehhhhh |
all over my draws
Bitch wanna fuck all of my dawgs
as big as a log
Got them racks to the wall
Aint no cappin at all
Fuck keep tappin my calls
I spend them racks in the mall
Diamonds inside of the
Gunna do what he want
I do not fly on
some hoes
exposed
I know that I
I be I hit it and go
whole lotta
So we play them sticks like guitars
Other niggas get kicked out the door
Stay focused, and get them C Notes
My lawyer aint going to court
with my hoes
I dont wanna
Im not saying one thing to the folks
Fuck that lil bitch, thats all she wrote
Steady rocking these diamonds, Im cold
we cant talk on the phone
all over my draws
Bitch wanna fuck all of my dawgs
as big as a log
Got them racks to the wall
Aint no cappin at all
Fuck keep tappin my calls
I spend them racks in the mall
Diamonds inside of the
She tryna fuck on
I just be ignoring her calls
I dont do no cappin at all
I got racks inside the wall
YSL, they my dawgs
Keep some shooters on call
If you planning on my downfall
Wishing Id fall off
cappin for real
for real
Im finna
These niggas be flexin for real
logo on the front
Red bottoms for my main
In the rental getting brain
Bout to send
Made a hundred
all over my draws
Bitch wanna fuck all of my dawgs
as big as a log
Got them racks to the wall
Aint no cappin at all
Fuck keep tappin my calls
I spend them racks in the mall
Diamonds inside of the |
Poppin pussy, lick her clit
I made her my bitch
Hittin it at 12 got ass at 8
Im a whole gangsta
I aint never late
Got my goons runnin up
Trappin in da traphouse
Yuh Yuh Oh
She a whole meal
Rob that bitch house she call me papi brett
I aint neva stop she a whole characta
They call me the game changer
Yet i dont play no games
Fuck you think dis is
Im brett da cracker yall |
Chorus:
We going to roll it
Leaked to how it
Pressed controller
Better put up em
Chasing loud trunded
Niggas go runner
Leaveem impatient
Up set we that like them
Verse 1:
Bohemian Grove, out da fleek no come on bitch
The lost decicion on the world questions don’t look it sick it |
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
Bitch, Im the man
Did it with no advance
Gave my nigga a chance
Tryna see what he gon do
He done ran up them bands
I done got me some bands too
I could drip on the Gram too
Said my hood like the damn zoo
I cant decide, which foreign car Ima ride, mmh
That Phantom Rolls body is wide
I made the boy bleed like the watts, mmh
I put some more rocks in the watch
Middle finger to the cops, mmh
Me against the world like 2Pac
Say the wrong word, get you shot
The whole world love you when you hot
Thank God, He gave me a shot
The same ones that thought I was shy
I took off and went straight to the top
You cant feel me, a nigga too high
You need to stop livin a lie
You know we keep sticks like the Chi
I knew Id be rich fore I die
They wont respect you til you try
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
I got luck like a charm
Fifty racks on her arm
My tsunami a storm
I stay fly, I was airborne
Fuck these hoes like its porn
I get higher than Osborne
I like captions for tourin
Gettin money is so important
Niggas thought I was done
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
Niggas thought I was done
Oh, I can go on and on
My car is a foreign
I crank up and start soarin
My heart is torn
Shoot a movie like Barry Gordon
A star was born
My left wrist like a damn storm
I got luck like a charm
Fifty racks on her arm
My tsunami a storm
I stay fly, I was airborne
Fuck these hoes like its porn
I get higher than Osborne
I like captions for tourin
Gettin money is so important
My life a lil fun
Aint no one of my hoes boring
Got Chanel by the ton
More Sheneneh than Martin Lawrence
Skinny jeans with a gun
Play with me, its a whole war
I aint finished or done
We got some, but we come to get more
Designer head to toe
I sip to the head and float
I already bagged the pole
You niggas too scared to go
I clean up like hands and soap
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor
Its a nine in the bag that I tote
Workin hard, we aint havin no hope
Bitch, Im the man
Did it with no advance
Gave my nigga a chance
Tryna see what he gon do
He done ran up them bands
I done got me some bands too
I could drip on the Gram too
Said my hood like the damn zoo
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
In Middle school i was confused and wasnt cool but nigga thats old news
Walkin down the hall They aint never room in this trailer park For my trailer school
Im so lost what do i do
When chicks like dicks but im into boobs
My clothes to tight and i need em lose
My fat ass look like shamew
Aint no excuse hated how I talked so i autotuned
Hated that im small so my muscles grew
Hated being poor so i changed the rules Break-ing cycles
Im sick on the beat achoooo........Not talkin to me who u?
Za-zaddy a freak in da room make her move Like a leaf
In a fuckin typhoons
Hated me then but i love me now
I use to hate bein fat bitch now im lookin proud
Im ganna Keep going savage because there is no other route
I am better than my past is
Hated me then not hating me now
Hated me then not hatin me now
Confidence building up from the ground Est. 94 gimmy my crown
I got the Power Im shutting shit downIf acid was rain
Then its under my clouds
Loud goin Buckwild stack piles fill the nile stop me now
No time count down im up the whole year round
Massive action captain i dont play around cause i
Gotta have it grab it My new lifestyle
Hated me then but i love me now
I use to hate bein fat bitch now im lookin proud
Im ganna Keep going savage because there is no other route
I am better than my past is
Hated me then not hating me now
She-She-shesh....feel like nothing can stop me
I got a winners mentality a 9 to 5s for the common sheep
Im wide awake nigga plottin never sleep
Wanna be Billy gates he a motha fucking G
Billy be da goat guard the gates to the green
Ima eat da goat now i won the Lottery
Astrology my stars follow me kind of like the paparazzi dont bother me
Double deuce for the Peace On Me
Mind of Malcolm X, Martin Luther, and gandi
No one be a Boss like me call me a G for gay cuz these girls love me
Sorry ladies Im taking thats just how it be
Im the greatest no fakin its just in my jeans....da fuck u mean
Picture me then, look at me now if they letting me in
Then im taking the crown
Sprint to the finish im looking around
But no ones in sight cause im up in the clouds
Practice my art, perfecting my sound, practice make perfect
Im practices child
They practically hating im patiently waiting
The copy the kadence im switching the style
We making a statement they listenin now
Speak with a wisper they hearing it loud
Step on the stage and im taking a bow
Its B.R.M.B. and we shutting it down
They hated me then and they hatin me now
If they hated me then , then they hating me now
We dont give a fuck, we gone throw it up. boss gang shit
Live it up like
Hated me then but i love me now
I use to hate bein fat bitch now im lookin proud
Im ganna Keep going savage because there is no other route
I am better than my past is
Hated me then not hating me now |
Run that back, Turbo
You can get the biggest Chanel bag in the store if you want it
I gave em the drip, they sucked it up, I got em moanin
I bought a new Patek, I had the watch, so I two-toned em
Takin these drugs, Im gon be up until the mornin
That aint your car, you just a leaser, you dont own it
If Im in the club, I got that fire when Im performin
The backend just came in, in all hundreds
Vibes galore, cute shit, they all on us
Im from Atlanta where young niggas run shit
I know they hatin on me, but I dont read comments
Whenеver I tell her to comе, she comin
Whenever its smoke, we aint runnin
Drip too hard, dont stand too close
You gon fuck around and drown off this wave
Doin all these shows, Ive been on the road
I dont care where I go, long as I get paid
Bad lil vibe, she been on my mind
Soon as I get back, she gettin slayed
Do this all the time, this aint no surprise
Every other night, another movie gettin made
Drip too hard, dont stand too close
You gon fuck around and drown off this wave
Doin all these shows, Ive been on the road
I dont care where I go, long as I get paid
Bad lil vibe, she been on my mind
Soon as I get back, she gettin slayed
Do this all the time, this aint no surprise
Every other night, another movie gettin made
Yeah, every other night, another dollar gettin made
Every other night started with a good day
I feel like a child, I got boogers in the face
Diamonds dancin in the dial like this shit is a parade
I dont want your chain, Young GonWunna not a slave
I had to draw the line, too many bitches gettin saved
TSA harass me, so I took a private plane
These pussy niggas lackin, why Im workin on my aim
Drip too hard , charge it to the card
Designer to the ground, I can barely spell the names
Drip too hard, caution on the floor
You gon fuck around and drown tryna ride a nigga wave
Drip too hard, dont stand too close
You gon fuck around and drown off this wave
Doin all these shows, Ive been on the road
I dont care where I go, long as I get paid
Bad lil vibe, she been on my mind
Soon as I get back, she gettin slayed
Do this all the time, this aint no surprise
Every other night, another movie gettin made
Drip too hard, dont stand too close
You gon fuck around and drown off this wave
Doin all these shows, Ive been on the road
I dont care where I go, long as I get paid
Bad lil vibe, she been on my mind
Soon as I get back, she gettin slayed
Do this all the time, this aint no surprise
Every other night, another movie gettin made |
Oh-oh
Ayy, Royce, you did it right here
Still poppin Xans, 2019
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, drippin CELINE
Flawless came in off a hun
Me and my niggas still drippin for fun
Been knew I was the one
Still got niggas on the run, yeah
Gucci cologne on my body, I smell like boof pack when I walk in the lobby
Just flipping the money to getting a mil, hunnid new niggas excited
My bitches in designer clothing
I told her yeah, walk with it by me
Just spent a hunnid at Saks
Bought a new chain, I pull up in the Rarri
Still got money, but I fuck your ho
I still flip work off a new iPhone
I aint sell shit but you already know
Certified hit off a rockstar flow
Get hit like a lick, with a fucking stick
But I never say nothin, niggas ask me shit
I do this for fun, Im baggin that bitch
One time, perk start laughing and shit
I got these diamonds, my chain swang
I got these bands, aint shit changed
Talkin like you want that smoke
We want the same thing
I got a brand new check
Then I put ten on my neck, mmm
Then I got a new Patek, yeah
Fly in that bitch with a TEC
Six on a new fit, fifty for a drop-top
I was off a bean, the Tech made me Wock talk
Never been a lame, aint shit to make her top drop
Smokin on gas, Wood how I lift off
Last year was broke, this year flooded a Patek
I keep fourteen racks in my Seattle attic
I hit her two times, then you niggas can have it
My young niggas pull up and shoot like the Magic
Still poppin Xans, 2019
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, drippin CELINE
Flawless came in off a hun
Me and my niggas still drippin for fun
Been knew I was the one
Still got niggas on the run, yeah
I made it out of the hood
I still got some dawgs on the run, yeah
This shit comin in by the ton
I started this rap shit for fun, yeah
Last weekend I was in Milan
You niggas aint did what I done, yeah
We fuck in the rise of the sun
My girl got a bag full of buns, yeah
Hit it, I speed up the Porsche
911, its a sport
They pay to listen to my voice
Rich or poor, gotta make you a choice
I can play with your ho, make her moist
Told her Call me, she dont need a toy
Im a saucy young nigga, no soy
And they know not to play with the boy, yeah
Still poppin Xans, 2019
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, drippin CELINE
Flawless came in off a hun
Me and my niggas still drippin for fun
Been knew I was the one
Still got niggas on the run, yeah
Ayy, Royce, you did it right here |
Sir Hyndrx
Leggo, Leggo
The pussy ass nigga was lurking
You can not touch
You can not look
Let’s go
The pussy ass was lurking
You can not touch
You can not look
I’m up in my bag
No I can’t think bout no hoe
No I can’t worry bout no hoe
Balenci, Balenci
I’m dripping today
We can’t switch on the bro cause we styling today
Drip, Drip
Watch how I’m feeling today
Watch how I’m coming today
Your hoe getting busy today
I know you not talking to me cause your main hoe be chilling wit me
Rockstar but no 27 , Jordan but no 23
2018 I was looking like a dumb dumb
But now 2021 I look like a star, I’m doing all these shows
And I’m doing the most
You can not come in the room
Took a lil bitch to the moon
Took your lil bitch to the moon
Up in the car it go vroom vroom vroom
Up in my car it go zoom zoom zoom
I’m up in bag
I’m stuck in my bag
No I can’t worry bout to hoe
I’m up in my bag
You know I can’t worry bout no hoе
The Pussy ass nigga was lurking
You can not touch
You can not look
No you can’t look under there
The pussy ass nigga was lurr yahhh oou ahhh oouu
Damn, I’m so high
I see two moons in the sky
I’m so fly
I’m just too cool for them guys
Walk outside
I keep that thing on my side
I got that Glock in my left hand
And I keep that thing in the right
And I cannot let them boys close to me
This wasn’t how it was suppose to be
A villain, that’s what I’m known to be
Keep that Glock in my hand when I go to sleep
Balmain drip, all on my jeans
Got a blunt in my mouth, it’s the pills for the fiends
When I walk outside, gotta watch for the creeps
You not my dog, put a opp on a leash
I’m singing, you not mine baby you not mine ooo
You still telling lies ooo
You not gang with the guys ooo
Take the hair off a opp, no cap, turn that bitch to Caillou
With a Glock this big and an opp so bad, turn that clip to x2
Splurge, splash
I got all this money on me
Stacking up my cash
Get it real fast
In a car I dash
Baby you mad
I’m the best you had, woah
The Pussy ass nigga was lurking
You can not touch
You can not look
You can not touch
No you can’t come in the room
Took that lil bitch to the moon
Took a bad bitch to the moon
Took a bad bitch to the moon |
Uh, you know what Im sayin, man? We pop a lot of shit, man
You know what Im sayin? Kick a lot of shit, man, kick a lot of drip, man
The real, the drip, like, you know what Im sayin? No cap, uh
Cant let these fuck niggas murder me
Now leave in Porsche, its emergency
Currently countin this currency
Sworn to my team to eternity
Pray for the millions
I pray that these millions dont never leave
Im leavin Ms to my family
Fuck all these , niggas who hated me
And when your bitch came and hugged on me
She felt the Glock and went slug on me
I got Gelato 41 on me
I make her light that shit up with B-I-C
Now fuck that shit, post, now they baggin me
Im in my bag, no Percs on me
Perc 10s on me, turn on my blinkers
Im tryna swallow my lines in peace
Had to show her how high we be
Now that lil bitch wanna link like Caesar
Hundred-round drum on the vehicle seat
And where I come from, you dont wanna believe , yeah
Woke up juggin in the motherfuckin streets , yeah
Got all blue money, got the west on me
Pickin on shawty, shawty in the streets
Shawty went and smoke a nigga like the OG
Fee-fi-fo-foreign giant on the beat
I could get you bleach clean A-S-A-P
But a nigga gotta pay the H-I-G
Its a motherfuckin L on me
Cant let this motherfucker count on me
Whats up with your chain? That shit double D
What? You gon act like you aint heard of me?
I thought these niggas wan murder me
Cant let these fuck niggas murder me
Now leave in Porsche, its emergency
Currently countin this currency
Sworn to my team to eternity
Pray for the millions
I pray that these millions dont never leave
Im leavin Ms to my family
Fuck all these niggas who hated me
I put some stones in the triple cross
They wanna know what the water cost
I come when the people ask for the boss
They standin in line, tryna order sauce
I drip, hit the ho with the money walk
Blue hundreds, they made me, dont wanna talk
No wonder they made me the underdog
Busy, you dont even wanna call
Diamonds, they look like a waterfall
Left and came back with another broad
My ZO6 bag cost hundred, ball
My brothers and Im finna flood em all
We see you unloyal and cut em off
Its easier cause she a Barbie doll
Cant let these fuck niggas murder me
Now leave in Porsche, its emergency
Currently countin this currency
Sworn to my team to eternity
Pray for the millions
I pray that these millions dont never leave
Im leavin Ms to my family
Fuck all these niggas who hated me |
Uh, fly attire, NASCAR driving
Driving outer space, yah
Your supplier, I stay higher
Im on drugs everyday
Im messiah, I desire to take over the states
Im a fighter, we dont get tired
Reason I got it made
Paid a helluva price to live this life
In sun we don’t see shade
She caught my eye, might make her my wife
I know she wanna be saved
Spend a little time, you have a goodnight
On an island watchin the waves
Diamond without appraise
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to—
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise
Finally someone to—
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise
Praise
Praise
Praise
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to—
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise
Finally someone to—
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise
Uh, fly attire, NASCAR driving
Driving outer space, yah
Your supplier, I stay higher
Im on drugs everyday
Im messiah, I desire to take over the states
Im a fighter, we dont get tired
Reason I got it made
Paid a helluva price to live this life
In sun we don’t see shade
She caught my eye, might make her my wife
I know she wanna be saved
Spend a little time, you have a goodnight
On an island watchin the waves
Diamond without appraise
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to—
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise
Finally someone to—
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise
Finally someone to—
Finally someone to praise
Finally someone to
Praise
Finally someone to praise |
Missing lyrics |
Yeah
See me with my VV teeth, yeah
I got LV on my fleece, yeah
Diamonds on me, Im elite, yeah
She wanna make a porno DVD, yeah
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Grip your pants up
She a prancer
Couple models with them bottles, she a dancer
Me and Timba, got mo bitches than a Hummer limo
No pretendo, this no game, I dont play Nintendo
Got a Asian with persuasion, look like Miss Info
All of the info off the brain, I dont need no pencil
She wanna taste test , she sent a late text
She got that great sex , she put on latex
I got some models in love with the throttle, she hop in the great Lex
Who should I pray next , I should just say less
Shhh
I should just say less
She sent me a late text , we fuck with a latex
Come on
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Grip your pants up
She a prancer
Couple models with them bottles, she a dancer
Yeah
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Throw them bands up |
🔥 |
I was dying for the eat, now Im up for the win
A young Nigga dream not crying for the weed
We fisting on some niggas
Gotta take care of my brothers
I dropped like a shooting star
They hate me like Im Lucifer
Back in the game with my big & lil bros , bro I...
Started seeing myself on the TV
And my niggas treat me like a midnight wave bro Im...
Feeling strong and feeling Positive Yea
M.U.S.I.C thats what I live for
Always working like the police on the Uniform
Midnight wave...young Nigga slave
Always thinking louder
Man Im thinking louder
Couldnt even speak to the girl I like
I see things I always had to fight my dеmons
I tried to pray bro I
I see everybody trеating me like a prey
But let me go on I got nothing to lose
I was dying for the eat, now Im up for the win
A young Nigga dream not crying for the weed
We fisting on some niggas
Gotta take care of my brothers
I dropped like a shooting star
They hate me like Im Lucifer
Bring out them racks, Ima bet it
Still shootin dice at the palace
All kind of coupes, come with gadgets
Young Gunna, he still livin lavish
I treat these lil hoes like some maggots
They stick to the king like a magnet
And suck up on me, call me daddy
Slept first, Ill never forget it
You prolly didnt know she was with it
Now she drip from her mouth to the titties
Had to move, cause she fucked the whole city
Designer, that shit gon be litty
You a hater, why wont you admit it?
I mix pleasure with personal business
Want a verse, its gon cost you some Benjis
I put them hoes in Jimmy
They tryna mow the millions
My OG was old and stingy
Young nigga, I had to go get it
They wouldnt let me hold the fifty
The clip put a hole in your kidney
She play with her nose, look like Whitney
And she hopeful for more than a penny
Damn
I was dying for the eat, now Im up for the win
A young Nigga dream not crying for the weed
We fisting on some niggas
Gotta take care of my brothers
I dropped like a shooting star
They hate me like Im Lucifer |