Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
I got secrets that I'm takin' to my grave
Talkin' the language 'cause my squad don't know how to behave
Got a whip and a chain to the game, I'll never be a slave
Stackin' my racks, dawg, do you got my back, dawg?
Cover my back, dawg, yeah (cover my back)
I know Zoes at max, dawg, chopper blow your back off
If you play with my racks, dawg, yeah
Can't take no risk, ever since I went legit
If you got my back, grab the chopper, let it rip
I got my stick way before I laced my kicks
Gotta keep a stick with these diamonds on my fist (yeah)
I stay with snakes, yeah they slimy and they hiss (slatt)
Y'all did great, tried to line me and you missed (yeah)
Heavyweight, my watch cost more than a brick (more than a brick)
I couldn't wait, got the Urus with the kit (skrrt)
Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
I got secrets that I'm takin' to my grave
Talkin' the language 'cause my squad don't know how to behave
Got a whip and a chain to the game, I'll never be a slave
Stackin' my racks, dawg, do you got my back, dawg?
Cover my back, dawg, yeah (cover my back)
I know Zoes at max, dawg, chopper blow your back off
If you play with my racks, dawg, yeah
Told bro to leave it at home and he still brought it in (brought it in)
Said he got my back and they don't wanna see me win
We shootin', scorin', stayin' high above the rim (above the rim)
We gon' roll 'em up and blow our opps into the wind (wind)
I wanna wrist shop, I don't know which watch
I never get got, yeah
Had to scrape up re-rock, gotta keep a G-lock
Just in case I see opps, yeah (yeah)
Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
I got secrets that I'm takin' to my grave
Talkin' the language 'cause my squad don't know how to behave
Got a whip and a chain to the game, I'll never be a slave
Stackin' my racks, dawg, do you got my back, dawg?
Cover my back, dawg, yeah (cover my back)
I know Zoes at max, dawg, chopper blow your back off
If you play with my racks, dawg, yeah (yeah)
Shootin' shit up 'fore we shoot the fade
I got secrets that I'm takin' to my grave
Talkin' the language 'cause my squad don't know how to behave
Got a whip and a chain to the game, I'll never be a slave
Nav - Bad Habits Album Lyrics
Nav - Bad Habits Lyrics
Writer: Andrew Franklin, Navraj Goraya, Ozan Yildirim
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Im Ready
I'm ready
I'm ready, I put Forgis on Pirellis (skrrt)
On the mob shit, try to threaten me
Leave your face inside spaghetti (yeah)
But I'm sippin' on this deadly
Keep a nine beside my belly (no cap)
I'm losing, they can't help me
Don't know why they doubt me
What's the game without me? (Without me)
Diamonds hittin' left, right
I'm just living my best life
Backwoods got my chest tight
Focused on my riches
Bro just got a sentence
I cried after the visit (I miss him)
I keep good intentions
I don't gotta mention
Bought it cash, ain't rentin' (cash)
Everything I say, I back it
Chopper make you back flip
Police stay harassing (f*ck 12)
Made money off my passion
Don't care if they taxin'
'Cause I get them racks (rackies)
'Cause I get them racks in
I can get the pack in
Depends on what you asking (what do you need?)
No time to relax, I need another bag
Stacking up the backend (stack it up)
I'm ready, I put Forgis on Pirellis (skrrt)
On the mob shit, try to threaten me
Leave your face inside spaghetti (yeah)
But I'm sippin' on this deadly
Keep a nine beside my belly (no cap)
I'm losing, they can't help me
Don't know why they doubt me
What's the game without me? (Without me)
Diamonds hittin' left, right
I'm just living my best life
Backwoods got my chest tight (yeah)
What you know about the bando?
Keys like a piano
Big sticks just like Rambo (big sticks)
Bakin' up the tan, though, pull strings just like banjos
Tough plays in the end zone (end zone)
I be Raf and Rick'ed up
Used to do the pick-up
Trips went smooth, no hiccups (smooth)
Amiri jeans be ripped up
Got no dirt to dig up
Fake friends I got rid of (yeah, hey)
Gotta step my rate up
Taking pills to stay up
Treat the game like a lay-up (lay-up)
Drive foreigns, gettin' tickets
Stackin' up my digits
Never smoking midget (yeah)
I'm ready
I'm ready, I put Forgis on Pirellis (skrrt)
On the mob shit, try to threaten me
Leave your face inside spaghetti (yeah)
But I'm sippin' on this deadly
Keep a nine beside my belly (no cap)
I'm losing, they can't help me
Don't know why they doubt me
What's the game without me? (Without me)
Diamonds hittin' left, right
I'm just living my best life
Backwoods got my chest tight
I'm ready, I put Forgis on Pirellis (skrrt)
On the mob shit, try to threaten me
Leave your face inside spaghetti (yeah)
But I'm sippin' on this deadly
Keep a nine beside my belly (no cap)
I'm losing, they can't help me
Don't know why they doubt me
What's the game without me? (Without me)
Diamonds hittin' left, right
I'm just living my best life
Backwoods got my chest tight
Focused on my riches
Bro just got a sentence
I cried after the visit (I miss him)
I keep good intentions
I don't gotta mention
Bought it cash, ain't rentin' (cash)
Everything I say, I back it
Chopper make you back flip
Police stay harassing (f*ck 12)
Made money off my passion
Don't care if they taxin'
'Cause I get them racks (rackies)
'Cause I get them racks in
I can get the pack in
Depends on what you asking (what do you need?)
No time to relax, I need another bag
Stacking up the backend (stack it up)
I'm ready, I put Forgis on Pirellis (skrrt)
On the mob shit, try to threaten me
Leave your face inside spaghetti (yeah)
But I'm sippin' on this deadly
Keep a nine beside my belly (no cap)
I'm losing, they can't help me
Don't know why they doubt me
What's the game without me? (Without me)
Diamonds hittin' left, right
I'm just living my best life
Backwoods got my chest tight (yeah)
What you know about the bando?
Keys like a piano
Big sticks just like Rambo (big sticks)
Bakin' up the tan, though, pull strings just like banjos
Tough plays in the end zone (end zone)
I be Raf and Rick'ed up
Used to do the pick-up
Trips went smooth, no hiccups (smooth)
Amiri jeans be ripped up
Got no dirt to dig up
Fake friends I got rid of (yeah, hey)
Gotta step my rate up
Taking pills to stay up
Treat the game like a lay-up (lay-up)
Drive foreigns, gettin' tickets
Stackin' up my digits
Never smoking midget (yeah)
I'm ready
I'm ready, I put Forgis on Pirellis (skrrt)
On the mob shit, try to threaten me
Leave your face inside spaghetti (yeah)
But I'm sippin' on this deadly
Keep a nine beside my belly (no cap)
I'm losing, they can't help me
Don't know why they doubt me
What's the game without me? (Without me)
Diamonds hittin' left, right
I'm just living my best life
Backwoods got my chest tight
Writer: Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Kevin Gomringer, Navraj Goraya, Tim Gomringer
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Taking Chances
Yeah, (yeah), yeah
I don't like taking chances, I like f*cking hoes I already know
(Yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah
Gave into my thoughts, I can't ignore these voices anymore
Pendant flooded with rocks, I like it better when my neck is cold
Birdies by the flock, chasin' my crew everywhere we go
See them XO boys like, "There they go"
The money goin' where they go
Lifestyle so impeccable
Diss, we gon' turn you vegetable
Yeah, (yeah), yeah
Pillow-talking your business to these bitches, you ain't one of us
Bitch start blowin' me kisses when she heard me start my engine up
Ain't granting none of her wishes just because I got my money up
Got a big bag, you don't want smoke with us
Say you got money, you barely up
I'm givin' bitches pity f*cks
I get a check and f*ck it up
Hundreds stacked tall as a monster truck
I be the last one acting tough
We gon' shoot first and watch 'em duck
Been all in, I can call they bluff (puh-puh-puh)
Yeah, I done sold a lot of things but I would never sell my soul (my soul)
Diamonds biting and I got a Rollie yellow gold (it's gold)
I am not lying in the stories that I told
I ain't tryna f*ck on a new bitch my bros don't know
Yeah, (yeah), yeah
I don't like taking chances, I like f*cking hoes I already know
(Yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah
Gave into my thoughts, I can't ignore these voices anymore
Pendant flooded with rocks, I like it better when my neck is cold
Birdies by the flock, chasin' my crew everywhere we go
See them XO boys like, "There they go"
The money goin' where they go
Lifestyle so impeccable
Diss, we gon' turn you vegetable
Yeah, (yeah), yeah
Pockets filled up with faces, I see dead people everywhere I go
Spend it but I work too hard just to waste it on a petty ho
Rockin' my closet, I can't tell you my favorite, I got plenty clothes
(Yeah) got a big bag, got some bags of dope
I don't do it myself, but I got some coke
Protect my wealth, gotta check for the pole
(Yeah) if rap don't work, goin' back to the bowl
Say you real, you ain't solid though
Check the paperwork and you told
(Yeah) yeah, grew up in the jungle now I'm leadin' a pack of wolves
When we come around, all your bitches gettin' took
All my haters keep getting madder, as they should
That's a good indication that I'm doing good
Yeah, (I'm doing great) yeah
I don't like taking chances, I like f*cking hoes I already know
(Yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah
Give into my thoughts, I can't ignore these voices any more
Pendant flooded with rocks, I like it better when my neck is cold
Birdies by the flock, chasin' my crew everywhere we go
See them XO boys like, "There they go"
The money goin' where they go
Lifestyle so impeccable
Diss, we gon' turn you vegetable
I don't like taking chances, I like f*cking hoes I already know
(Yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah
Gave into my thoughts, I can't ignore these voices anymore
Pendant flooded with rocks, I like it better when my neck is cold
Birdies by the flock, chasin' my crew everywhere we go
See them XO boys like, "There they go"
The money goin' where they go
Lifestyle so impeccable
Diss, we gon' turn you vegetable
Yeah, (yeah), yeah
Pillow-talking your business to these bitches, you ain't one of us
Bitch start blowin' me kisses when she heard me start my engine up
Ain't granting none of her wishes just because I got my money up
Got a big bag, you don't want smoke with us
Say you got money, you barely up
I'm givin' bitches pity f*cks
I get a check and f*ck it up
Hundreds stacked tall as a monster truck
I be the last one acting tough
We gon' shoot first and watch 'em duck
Been all in, I can call they bluff (puh-puh-puh)
Yeah, I done sold a lot of things but I would never sell my soul (my soul)
Diamonds biting and I got a Rollie yellow gold (it's gold)
I am not lying in the stories that I told
I ain't tryna f*ck on a new bitch my bros don't know
Yeah, (yeah), yeah
I don't like taking chances, I like f*cking hoes I already know
(Yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah
Gave into my thoughts, I can't ignore these voices anymore
Pendant flooded with rocks, I like it better when my neck is cold
Birdies by the flock, chasin' my crew everywhere we go
See them XO boys like, "There they go"
The money goin' where they go
Lifestyle so impeccable
Diss, we gon' turn you vegetable
Yeah, (yeah), yeah
Pockets filled up with faces, I see dead people everywhere I go
Spend it but I work too hard just to waste it on a petty ho
Rockin' my closet, I can't tell you my favorite, I got plenty clothes
(Yeah) got a big bag, got some bags of dope
I don't do it myself, but I got some coke
Protect my wealth, gotta check for the pole
(Yeah) if rap don't work, goin' back to the bowl
Say you real, you ain't solid though
Check the paperwork and you told
(Yeah) yeah, grew up in the jungle now I'm leadin' a pack of wolves
When we come around, all your bitches gettin' took
All my haters keep getting madder, as they should
That's a good indication that I'm doing good
Yeah, (I'm doing great) yeah
I don't like taking chances, I like f*cking hoes I already know
(Yeah), yeah, (yeah), yeah
Give into my thoughts, I can't ignore these voices any more
Pendant flooded with rocks, I like it better when my neck is cold
Birdies by the flock, chasin' my crew everywhere we go
See them XO boys like, "There they go"
The money goin' where they go
Lifestyle so impeccable
Diss, we gon' turn you vegetable
Writer: Jordan Lloyd Bacchus, Mohkom Bhangal, Navraj Goraya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Tap
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I'm in London, got my beat from London)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
In the trap, hang in places that you can't go
Glock .40, he got smokey, yeah, the Draco
Thousand nights on that corner eating egg-rolls
Bad bitch Puerto Rican, look like J. Lo, woah
They tried to extort me, I ain't pay though
Only thing I gave 'em was a halo
A-hole, Uber on the way, ho
F*ck her from the back, put my thumb all in her A-hole
I got bands for real, diamonds on me, they dance for real
All these sticks and drums, bangin' like we in a band for real
I got cake, I stay humble, know I'm the man for real
I got hitters, we don't rumble, tell your mans to chill
Yo, who's mans is this? (Somebody come get this nigga)
All up in my section Instagrammin' shit
I be with some real hitters, they ain't with that cammin' shit
'Cause they really out here in the field and they be slammin' shit
Tap, tap, tap, tap
Givin' head taps, lead tats, tats, tats (yeah)
They said that they were with it but it's cap, cap, cap (cap)
Aimin' at your fitted, push it back, back, back (yeah, back)
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack (whack)
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked (brr)
Try to slap me, we gon' let it slap, slap, slap (slap, slap)
Cross a line, it's too late, you can't take it back, back, back (yeah)
They got my brother locked inside a cage (in a cage)
Take them shackles off his feet, he ain't a slave (slave)
Growin' up in the hood, you don't learn how to behave ('have)
How we gon' learn to stack if we ain't got nothin' to save? (Save)
Got a little bad bitch, got some work done on her butt (on her butt)
Gotta catch another flight as soon as I catch my nut (catch my nut)
Just bein' honest, Meek was the first to show me love (show me love)
And the first time that I seen a Maybach was with cuz (cuz)
Gettin' these bags, we might as well tell the opps it's up (it's up)
Got wedding bands but I still don't got a bitch to cuff
In every city I go, they already know what's up (what's up)
I got resources, I could get straight to the plug
Tap, tap, tap, tap
Givin' head taps, lead tats, tats, tats (yeah)
They said that they were with it but it's cap, cap, cap (cap)
Aimin' at your fitted, push it back, back, back (yeah, back)
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack (whack)
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked (brr)
Try to slap me, we gon' let it slap, slap, slap (slap, slap)
Cross a line, it's too late, you can't take it back, back, back (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I'm in London, got my beat from London)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
In the trap, hang in places that you can't go
Glock .40, he got smokey, yeah, the Draco
Thousand nights on that corner eating egg-rolls
Bad bitch Puerto Rican, look like J. Lo, woah
They tried to extort me, I ain't pay though
Only thing I gave 'em was a halo
A-hole, Uber on the way, ho
F*ck her from the back, put my thumb all in her A-hole
I got bands for real, diamonds on me, they dance for real
All these sticks and drums, bangin' like we in a band for real
I got cake, I stay humble, know I'm the man for real
I got hitters, we don't rumble, tell your mans to chill
Yo, who's mans is this? (Somebody come get this nigga)
All up in my section Instagrammin' shit
I be with some real hitters, they ain't with that cammin' shit
'Cause they really out here in the field and they be slammin' shit
Tap, tap, tap, tap
Givin' head taps, lead tats, tats, tats (yeah)
They said that they were with it but it's cap, cap, cap (cap)
Aimin' at your fitted, push it back, back, back (yeah, back)
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack (whack)
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked (brr)
Try to slap me, we gon' let it slap, slap, slap (slap, slap)
Cross a line, it's too late, you can't take it back, back, back (yeah)
They got my brother locked inside a cage (in a cage)
Take them shackles off his feet, he ain't a slave (slave)
Growin' up in the hood, you don't learn how to behave ('have)
How we gon' learn to stack if we ain't got nothin' to save? (Save)
Got a little bad bitch, got some work done on her butt (on her butt)
Gotta catch another flight as soon as I catch my nut (catch my nut)
Just bein' honest, Meek was the first to show me love (show me love)
And the first time that I seen a Maybach was with cuz (cuz)
Gettin' these bags, we might as well tell the opps it's up (it's up)
Got wedding bands but I still don't got a bitch to cuff
In every city I go, they already know what's up (what's up)
I got resources, I could get straight to the plug
Tap, tap, tap, tap
Givin' head taps, lead tats, tats, tats (yeah)
They said that they were with it but it's cap, cap, cap (cap)
Aimin' at your fitted, push it back, back, back (yeah, back)
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack (whack)
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked (brr)
Try to slap me, we gon' let it slap, slap, slap (slap, slap)
Cross a line, it's too late, you can't take it back, back, back (yeah)
Writer: Amir Esmailian, London Tyler Holmes, Navraj Goraya, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Westen Broek Weiss
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Tension
I never had shit, so I wear my AP when I sleep
I respect my OGs 'cause they practice what they preach
My whip customized, fully loaded, quilted seats
Buy her CC sneaks just so I don't hear a peep (peep)
I mean I got a maid that change my sheets
I'm so lit that my first crush just turned into a creep
Push-to-start, I think I lost my key under the seat
Makin' art with my home team and my whole team gon' eat
Tension I feel when I go on the road
Got hittas that will strip you down, they grippin' on they pole
Tension I feel, my pinky covered in diamond rose
No pension, I'm finna go and buy my mom a Rolls
Tension I feel when I come offstage at my show
Tension I feel when I see someone that I know
Attention I feel when I wear Prada to my toes
Attention I feel when I'm surrounded by these hoes
Tension I feel when the plug don't pick up
Tension I feel when the sun comin' up
We be in the field, it ain't hard to find us
I'm chillin' at the top, you still tryna climb up
I feel tension every time I count up
Just to mention I'm grateful that they found us
They feel tension when they come around us
All this water, think the jeweler tryna drown us
Take half of the E, let her wear my rings
All my stones are fancy, be careful with these
Tension I feel when she don't give 'em back to me
Tension I feel when she don't suck me 'til I sleep
Tension I feel when I go on the road
Got hittas that will strip you down, they grippin' on they pole
Tension I feel, my pinky covered in diamond rose
No pension, I'm finna go and buy my mom a Rolls
Tension I feel when I come offstage at my show
Tension I feel when I see someone that I know
Attention I feel when I wear Prada to my toes
Attention I feel when I'm surrounded by these hoes
They weren't used to somebody that looks like me
(I feel tension)
Now you look at god
(Tension I feel, tension I feel)
Seeing the things that I've seen, know what I'm sayin'?
(Tension I feel, I feel tension)
The music just cut through, no matter what
(Tension I feel)
They ain't care what I look like, they just care about the music
I respect my OGs 'cause they practice what they preach
My whip customized, fully loaded, quilted seats
Buy her CC sneaks just so I don't hear a peep (peep)
I mean I got a maid that change my sheets
I'm so lit that my first crush just turned into a creep
Push-to-start, I think I lost my key under the seat
Makin' art with my home team and my whole team gon' eat
Tension I feel when I go on the road
Got hittas that will strip you down, they grippin' on they pole
Tension I feel, my pinky covered in diamond rose
No pension, I'm finna go and buy my mom a Rolls
Tension I feel when I come offstage at my show
Tension I feel when I see someone that I know
Attention I feel when I wear Prada to my toes
Attention I feel when I'm surrounded by these hoes
Tension I feel when the plug don't pick up
Tension I feel when the sun comin' up
We be in the field, it ain't hard to find us
I'm chillin' at the top, you still tryna climb up
I feel tension every time I count up
Just to mention I'm grateful that they found us
They feel tension when they come around us
All this water, think the jeweler tryna drown us
Take half of the E, let her wear my rings
All my stones are fancy, be careful with these
Tension I feel when she don't give 'em back to me
Tension I feel when she don't suck me 'til I sleep
Tension I feel when I go on the road
Got hittas that will strip you down, they grippin' on they pole
Tension I feel, my pinky covered in diamond rose
No pension, I'm finna go and buy my mom a Rolls
Tension I feel when I come offstage at my show
Tension I feel when I see someone that I know
Attention I feel when I wear Prada to my toes
Attention I feel when I'm surrounded by these hoes
They weren't used to somebody that looks like me
(I feel tension)
Now you look at god
(Tension I feel, tension I feel)
Seeing the things that I've seen, know what I'm sayin'?
(Tension I feel, I feel tension)
The music just cut through, no matter what
(Tension I feel)
They ain't care what I look like, they just care about the music
Writer: Amir Esmailian, Jason Quenneville, Jordan Bacchus, Mohkrom Singh Bhangal, Navraj Goraya, Sugar-Ray Antonio Henry
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Price On My Head
Yeah, I pull up to my town with a price on my head
I pull up to my town, I'm outside
They wanna see me drown, it's on sight's what they said
I heard these niggas wanna take my life
I don't apologize, I would die for this shit
I don't apologize, I don't hide
I'm Kubrick with the shine, got the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (when I'm dead)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I cut off all my side hoes, in du Cap with a dime though
All these girls been ran through, on the low real snipe mode
I can't sleep, that's insomnia, so much ice, like I'm Tonya
All my boys livin' debt free, your squad like Wesley
I want head on a jet ski, she gave me head for a Fendi
For a Prada, she got sexy, for a Lambo or a Bentley
My mansion is no joke, house party like 1 OAK
Weed louder than gun smoke, get high off one toke
You beefin' with yourself, tell the truth
Niggas on your side, they would ride for me too
Still wasting they time, tryna come for me too
I'm too busy, faded in Japan with the crew
With the crew, with the crew, with the crew
Shout out all the girls who've been riding for me too
Niggas want me dead, I've been dead, nothing new
Niggas want me dead, for a bag and a
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
They tried to get me and they missed, if we send shots then they gon' hit
I could get your top taken off for less than a quarter brick (no cap)
One of my rings could get him off, we'll check him off the list (check)
My shooter a codeine addict, he'll do it for a pint of Actavis (Act')
Since I met Cash, got a lot of racks, I still want more (racks)
I can tell by the way you carry yourself, you never sold no dope (dope)
Growin' up, my mama beat my ass and cleaned my mouth with soap (soap)
Now she showin' up to work in a Balenciaga coat
Price on my head, got your life 'round my neck (yeah)
Put a brown kid in the Southside Rex' and me is what you'll get (me)
My block was like the car wash, you drive in, you gon' get wet
Had take a lot of losses, made me comfortable with death (yeah)
Took too much Act', had to pop a Xan to reset
His bitch gave me some top, and now he wanna send me threats
Live my best life, I know my opps just wanna see me dead
Took his life, I paid him double what they put on my head
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (when I'm dead)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I pull up to my town, I'm outside
They wanna see me drown, it's on sight's what they said
I heard these niggas wanna take my life
I don't apologize, I would die for this shit
I don't apologize, I don't hide
I'm Kubrick with the shine, got the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (when I'm dead)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I cut off all my side hoes, in du Cap with a dime though
All these girls been ran through, on the low real snipe mode
I can't sleep, that's insomnia, so much ice, like I'm Tonya
All my boys livin' debt free, your squad like Wesley
I want head on a jet ski, she gave me head for a Fendi
For a Prada, she got sexy, for a Lambo or a Bentley
My mansion is no joke, house party like 1 OAK
Weed louder than gun smoke, get high off one toke
You beefin' with yourself, tell the truth
Niggas on your side, they would ride for me too
Still wasting they time, tryna come for me too
I'm too busy, faded in Japan with the crew
With the crew, with the crew, with the crew
Shout out all the girls who've been riding for me too
Niggas want me dead, I've been dead, nothing new
Niggas want me dead, for a bag and a
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
They tried to get me and they missed, if we send shots then they gon' hit
I could get your top taken off for less than a quarter brick (no cap)
One of my rings could get him off, we'll check him off the list (check)
My shooter a codeine addict, he'll do it for a pint of Actavis (Act')
Since I met Cash, got a lot of racks, I still want more (racks)
I can tell by the way you carry yourself, you never sold no dope (dope)
Growin' up, my mama beat my ass and cleaned my mouth with soap (soap)
Now she showin' up to work in a Balenciaga coat
Price on my head, got your life 'round my neck (yeah)
Put a brown kid in the Southside Rex' and me is what you'll get (me)
My block was like the car wash, you drive in, you gon' get wet
Had take a lot of losses, made me comfortable with death (yeah)
Took too much Act', had to pop a Xan to reset
His bitch gave me some top, and now he wanna send me threats
Live my best life, I know my opps just wanna see me dead
Took his life, I paid him double what they put on my head
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (when I'm dead)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head)
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed)
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead
Writer: Abel Tesfaye, Ahmad Balshe, Bradley Geisler, Derek Bissue, Navraj Goraya, Shakqueel Burthwright
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Ralo
Doin' my ting (yeah)
Money tall, Yao Ming (yeah)
Said I'm done with bling (yeah)
After one more ring (one more ring)
I just built a team (built my team)
Off loyalty (loyalty)
Before they move ('fore they move)
They gon' think about me (think about me)
Swimmin' in the deep end, my neck all wet (wet, wet)
When I'm sober, I don't feel like I'm at my best (yeah)
Lift my doors, these hoes probably gon' break they neck (break they neck)
I did a lot of things that they ain't expect (yeah)
A penny out of me, these hoes will never get (never get)
She said, "More powder please," her nostrils turning red
I paid off my debts and I'm still getting checks
Pay attention, can't ignore every threat they sent (yeah)
I f*cked most of these hoes the first time that we met (we met)
Had to move on but I still got some regrets (some regrets)
I been ballin', I been hittin' nothin' but net
All of my people say that I was heaven-sent (yeah)
F*cked up the game, they let the brown boy reinvent
Bought my foreign cash, I ain't worried 'bout a dent
'Til we overdose, XO I represent
Got some racks, now I'm the one that they resent (yeah)
I just bought a 'K, I just need some ammo
I just took a taste, brought the bag 'til I'm down low
All these rappers fake, I look up to Ralo
I been stacking cake, but it ain't round, though
Doin' my ting (yeah)
Money tall, Yao Ming (yeah)
Said I'm done with bling (yeah)
After one more ring (one more ring)
I just built a team (yeah)
Off loyalty (yeah)
Before they move (yeah)
They gon' think about me
(Yeah) I take things that I should probably leave alone
I can deal with the hate, but fake shit, I cannot condone
(Yeah) the original was a fail, why would you want a clone?
All these rappers fairytale-tellin' and they know
Only got two opps left, I probably drop a bag on both (bag)
I just got two new coats and I just popped a tag on both (rag)
I just got two new hoes and if I want I'll rack 'em both (rack)
All my diamonds water, my chain underneath the boat (boat)
I'ma throw a private ceremony, me and money gon' elope (elope)
I just bought a forty pointer chain, your pendant on a rope (bling)
I been tryna kill some habits, I don't know how to approach (yeah)
Gotta keep faith, I ain't never believe in hope
I just bought a 'K, I just need some ammo
I just took a taste, brought the bag 'til I'm down low
All these rappers fake, I look up to Ralo
I been stacking cake, but it ain't round, though
Doin' my ting (yeah)
Money tall, Yao Ming (yeah)
Said I'm done with bling (yeah)
After one more ring (one more ring)
I just built a team (yeah)
Off loyalty (yeah)
Before they move (yeah)
They gon' think about me
Money tall, Yao Ming (yeah)
Said I'm done with bling (yeah)
After one more ring (one more ring)
I just built a team (built my team)
Off loyalty (loyalty)
Before they move ('fore they move)
They gon' think about me (think about me)
Swimmin' in the deep end, my neck all wet (wet, wet)
When I'm sober, I don't feel like I'm at my best (yeah)
Lift my doors, these hoes probably gon' break they neck (break they neck)
I did a lot of things that they ain't expect (yeah)
A penny out of me, these hoes will never get (never get)
She said, "More powder please," her nostrils turning red
I paid off my debts and I'm still getting checks
Pay attention, can't ignore every threat they sent (yeah)
I f*cked most of these hoes the first time that we met (we met)
Had to move on but I still got some regrets (some regrets)
I been ballin', I been hittin' nothin' but net
All of my people say that I was heaven-sent (yeah)
F*cked up the game, they let the brown boy reinvent
Bought my foreign cash, I ain't worried 'bout a dent
'Til we overdose, XO I represent
Got some racks, now I'm the one that they resent (yeah)
I just bought a 'K, I just need some ammo
I just took a taste, brought the bag 'til I'm down low
All these rappers fake, I look up to Ralo
I been stacking cake, but it ain't round, though
Doin' my ting (yeah)
Money tall, Yao Ming (yeah)
Said I'm done with bling (yeah)
After one more ring (one more ring)
I just built a team (yeah)
Off loyalty (yeah)
Before they move (yeah)
They gon' think about me
(Yeah) I take things that I should probably leave alone
I can deal with the hate, but fake shit, I cannot condone
(Yeah) the original was a fail, why would you want a clone?
All these rappers fairytale-tellin' and they know
Only got two opps left, I probably drop a bag on both (bag)
I just got two new coats and I just popped a tag on both (rag)
I just got two new hoes and if I want I'll rack 'em both (rack)
All my diamonds water, my chain underneath the boat (boat)
I'ma throw a private ceremony, me and money gon' elope (elope)
I just bought a forty pointer chain, your pendant on a rope (bling)
I been tryna kill some habits, I don't know how to approach (yeah)
Gotta keep faith, I ain't never believe in hope
I just bought a 'K, I just need some ammo
I just took a taste, brought the bag 'til I'm down low
All these rappers fake, I look up to Ralo
I been stacking cake, but it ain't round, though
Doin' my ting (yeah)
Money tall, Yao Ming (yeah)
Said I'm done with bling (yeah)
After one more ring (one more ring)
I just built a team (yeah)
Off loyalty (yeah)
Before they move (yeah)
They gon' think about me
Writer: Jordan Lloyd Bacchus, Mohkom Bhangal, Navraj Goraya, Sugar-Ray Antonio Henry
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Tussin
Yeah, I been drinkin' on Tuss, yeah (yeah)
You gave this money, had to make him hush (hush), yeah (ayy)
I hit a shot before the shot clock (shot clock)
I spent a quarter on a watch (quarter on a watch)
I drip my main bitch down in Ross (yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks
I got my main bitch a Patek yeah (Patek)
Got my side bitch a Gucci watch (oh, yeah)
I spent a chicken on my neck, yeah (yeah)
I'm watching all these birdies flock (oh)
That '63 cost me two hundred G's (AMG)
I suggest that you should ride with me
Feels like my flaws are all you ever see (all you see)
Just take it easy, it ain't easy being me (yeah)
Besides the money, what you want me for?
You got everything they got in store (you got everything)
But when you met me, said you didn't want a penny
Blew a bag and bought you twenty
I been drinkin' on Tuss, yeah (yeah)
You gave this money, had to make him hush (hush), yeah
I hit a shot before the shot clock (shot clock)
I spent a quarter on a watch (quarter on a watch)
I drip my main bitch down in Ross (yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks
And my people told me god damn, people told me
I was spendin' too much money inside the clubs
And I told them, um
I don't know what I gotta tell 'em, know what I'm sayin'?
I think it's the high power drugs, know what I'm talkin' bout?
Wanna catch a XO vibe? Well, it's fine by me
Gotta give your phone up, you gotta show ID (XO)
There's not a lot of bitches that would stand by me (yeah)
So there's not a lot of bitches that could stand by me (yeah)
Soon as I find a girl that get along with me
I'ma fill her bag with hundreds and a lot of twenties (yeah)
(Yeah) I bought you Gucci Joggers and they got a lil' crease
The Prada jogger suit cost twelve Tech-Fleece
F*ck you face-to-face so I could feel your heart beat (heart beat)
Say you wanna see me (yeah)
I could fly you out, I'll put you on the next seat
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, huh
And you know everything on me
You got some high Chanel boots on you
You look just like my rich auntie
She was the first person wearing Blondie
I used to want to f*ck my auntie
They used to call her Key-Girl
She sold bricks and she a low-key murderer
I been drinkin' on Tuss
You gave this money, had to make him hush (hush), yeah (ayy)
I hit a shot before the shot clock (shot clock)
I spent a quarter on a watch (quarter on a watch)
I drip my main bitch down in Ross (yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks
I got my main bitch a Patek yeah (Patek)
Got my side bitch a Gucci watch (oh, yeah)
I spent a chicken on my neck, yeah (yeah)
I'm watching all these birdies flock (oh)
That '63 cost me two hundred G's (AMG)
I suggest that you should ride with me
Feels like my flaws are all you ever see (all you see)
Just take it easy, it ain't easy being me (yeah)
Besides the money, what you want me for?
You got everything they got in store (you got everything)
But when you met me, said you didn't want a penny
Blew a bag and bought you twenty
I been drinkin' on Tuss, yeah (yeah)
You gave this money, had to make him hush (hush), yeah
I hit a shot before the shot clock (shot clock)
I spent a quarter on a watch (quarter on a watch)
I drip my main bitch down in Ross (yeah)
Put a side bitch in Gucci socks
And my people told me god damn, people told me
I was spendin' too much money inside the clubs
And I told them, um
I don't know what I gotta tell 'em, know what I'm sayin'?
I think it's the high power drugs, know what I'm talkin' bout?
Wanna catch a XO vibe? Well, it's fine by me
Gotta give your phone up, you gotta show ID (XO)
There's not a lot of bitches that would stand by me (yeah)
So there's not a lot of bitches that could stand by me (yeah)
Soon as I find a girl that get along with me
I'ma fill her bag with hundreds and a lot of twenties (yeah)
(Yeah) I bought you Gucci Joggers and they got a lil' crease
The Prada jogger suit cost twelve Tech-Fleece
F*ck you face-to-face so I could feel your heart beat (heart beat)
Say you wanna see me (yeah)
I could fly you out, I'll put you on the next seat
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, huh
And you know everything on me
You got some high Chanel boots on you
You look just like my rich auntie
She was the first person wearing Blondie
I used to want to f*ck my auntie
They used to call her Key-Girl
She sold bricks and she a low-key murderer
I been drinkin' on Tuss
Writer: Amir Esmalilian, Ezkiel Isiah Henry, Jacob Atl Jacob Canady, Jeffrey Lamar Williams, Mohkrom Singh Bhangal, Navraj Goraya
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Snap
Yeah
You found out your girlfriend is a thot-ho (thot, thot)
I found out my penthouse on the top floor (on the top)
Still the same person, I just shop more (I'm the same)
Elliante diamonds, we don't shop gold
These rappers say they real, but they not, though (not, though)
They say they got VV's but they not, though (not, though)
How you say you ballin' with no guap, though? (Broke)
Seven people sleepin' at your spot, though (what you mean?)
When you goin' up they suck your dick for clout (suck it-suck it)
When you goin' down they quick to throw you out
Change my number, I don't wanna hang out (f*ck 'em all)
Catch me by myself with all my chains out
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (skrrt-skrrt)
Brand new AP and the diamonds came attached (yes, bling)
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
They dream girl callin' and I ain't callin' back (click)
They ain't got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
Misleading all the kids, they sellin' dreams
They ain't even got a crib but they got Amiri jeans
They ain't did the shit they said, ain't what it seems
Don't believe nothing they say, that watch don't cost a hundred G's (yeah)
I could lose her ten times, still get my bitch back (get her back)
Flooded out Phillipe, feel like I got my wrist back (wrist back)
Used to wear Supreme, now it's designer mismatch (yup)
Women-sized Balencis, didn't think I could fit that
Lord, forgive me for my sins, if they catch me than I'm done
When you come from where I'm from, always gotta keep a gun (yeah)
Only brown boy in the game, watch me ball with no assists
Got a Bimmer on my wrist, spent a iPad on my kicks
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (skrrt-skrrt)
Brand new AP and the diamonds came attached (yes, bling)
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
They dream girl callin' and I ain't callin' back (click)
They ain't got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
They abusing, no cap (yeah)
Lying in raps, they abusing, no cap (no cap)
They ain't got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat (hundred flat, flat)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (back-to-back, back)
They dream girl callin' me and-
No cap
No cap
Lying in they raps
You found out your girlfriend is a thot-ho (thot, thot)
I found out my penthouse on the top floor (on the top)
Still the same person, I just shop more (I'm the same)
Elliante diamonds, we don't shop gold
These rappers say they real, but they not, though (not, though)
They say they got VV's but they not, though (not, though)
How you say you ballin' with no guap, though? (Broke)
Seven people sleepin' at your spot, though (what you mean?)
When you goin' up they suck your dick for clout (suck it-suck it)
When you goin' down they quick to throw you out
Change my number, I don't wanna hang out (f*ck 'em all)
Catch me by myself with all my chains out
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (skrrt-skrrt)
Brand new AP and the diamonds came attached (yes, bling)
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
They dream girl callin' and I ain't callin' back (click)
They ain't got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
Misleading all the kids, they sellin' dreams
They ain't even got a crib but they got Amiri jeans
They ain't did the shit they said, ain't what it seems
Don't believe nothing they say, that watch don't cost a hundred G's (yeah)
I could lose her ten times, still get my bitch back (get her back)
Flooded out Phillipe, feel like I got my wrist back (wrist back)
Used to wear Supreme, now it's designer mismatch (yup)
Women-sized Balencis, didn't think I could fit that
Lord, forgive me for my sins, if they catch me than I'm done
When you come from where I'm from, always gotta keep a gun (yeah)
Only brown boy in the game, watch me ball with no assists
Got a Bimmer on my wrist, spent a iPad on my kicks
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (skrrt-skrrt)
Brand new AP and the diamonds came attached (yes, bling)
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
They dream girl callin' and I ain't callin' back (click)
They ain't got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat
Lying in they raps, they abusing, no cap
They abusing, no cap (yeah)
Lying in raps, they abusing, no cap (no cap)
They ain't got no money, probably worth a hundred, flat (hundred flat, flat)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs back-to-back (back-to-back, back)
They dream girl callin' me and-
No cap
No cap
Lying in they raps
Writer: Jordan Lloyd Bacchus, Mohkom Bhangal, Navraj Goraya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Hold Your Breath
Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath (breath)
They locked my right hand up, I ain't got much left (left)
I can't chase these bitches, I know I'm the catch (I'm the catch)
Me, your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat (triple threat)
You ain't drippin', your outfit make me upset ('set)
Them little diamonds ain't gonna hit the way they set (set)
Championship rings, my opponents getting swept (swept)
I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach (no cap)
Everybody can't be a starter, play your role (role)
Keep a .30 so I ain't gotta reload (load)
When your car go fast it comes with different modes (skrrt)
Got this money fast so I don't wanna spend it slow (nah)
I ain't lettin' her back inside, she slammed my door (door)
Wanna stay the night, I told her, "It's not one of those" (one of those)
Quarter mil', I spend your budget on some clothes (clothes)
Different shaped X pills, like meeny, miny, moe (X)
Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath (breath)
They locked my right hand up, I ain't got much left (left)
I can't chase these bitches, I know I'm the catch (I'm the catch)
Me, your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat (triple threat)
You ain't drippin', your outfit make me upset ('set)
Them little diamonds ain't gonna hit the way they set (set)
Championship rings, my opponents getting swept (swept)
I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach (coach)
I f*ck her tomorrow, every city and state I go (go)
Got crushed white diamonds sittin' on top of the Rolls (top of the Rolls)
I changed the climate, threw a quick dime on the hoes (dime on the hoes)
I know it ain't sinus, bitch keep playin' with her nose (nose, she geeked)
We shoppin', put designer over her toes (over her toes)
Yeah, she fine and all, but she prolly f*cked the bros
Hit her two times and then I put back on my clothes (my clothes)
Orange Lambo truck (yeah), next time I'm gettin' that sky blue Rolls (rolls)
Got his hands up, we put the stick on one of his woes (woes)
Locked my mans up, they sent to prison down the road (road)
Screamin', "F*ck cancer," we takin' the poison out your bones (bones)
Found the answer, no help, I did it on my own (my own)
Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath (breath)
They locked my right hand up, I ain't got much left (left)
I can't chase these bitches, I know I'm the catch (I'm the catch)
Me, your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat (triple threat)
You ain't drippin', your outfit make me upset ('set)
Them little diamonds ain't gonna hit the way they set (set)
Championship rings, my opponents getting swept (swept)
I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach (coach)
They locked my right hand up, I ain't got much left (left)
I can't chase these bitches, I know I'm the catch (I'm the catch)
Me, your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat (triple threat)
You ain't drippin', your outfit make me upset ('set)
Them little diamonds ain't gonna hit the way they set (set)
Championship rings, my opponents getting swept (swept)
I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach (no cap)
Everybody can't be a starter, play your role (role)
Keep a .30 so I ain't gotta reload (load)
When your car go fast it comes with different modes (skrrt)
Got this money fast so I don't wanna spend it slow (nah)
I ain't lettin' her back inside, she slammed my door (door)
Wanna stay the night, I told her, "It's not one of those" (one of those)
Quarter mil', I spend your budget on some clothes (clothes)
Different shaped X pills, like meeny, miny, moe (X)
Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath (breath)
They locked my right hand up, I ain't got much left (left)
I can't chase these bitches, I know I'm the catch (I'm the catch)
Me, your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat (triple threat)
You ain't drippin', your outfit make me upset ('set)
Them little diamonds ain't gonna hit the way they set (set)
Championship rings, my opponents getting swept (swept)
I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach (coach)
I f*ck her tomorrow, every city and state I go (go)
Got crushed white diamonds sittin' on top of the Rolls (top of the Rolls)
I changed the climate, threw a quick dime on the hoes (dime on the hoes)
I know it ain't sinus, bitch keep playin' with her nose (nose, she geeked)
We shoppin', put designer over her toes (over her toes)
Yeah, she fine and all, but she prolly f*cked the bros
Hit her two times and then I put back on my clothes (my clothes)
Orange Lambo truck (yeah), next time I'm gettin' that sky blue Rolls (rolls)
Got his hands up, we put the stick on one of his woes (woes)
Locked my mans up, they sent to prison down the road (road)
Screamin', "F*ck cancer," we takin' the poison out your bones (bones)
Found the answer, no help, I did it on my own (my own)
Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath (breath)
They locked my right hand up, I ain't got much left (left)
I can't chase these bitches, I know I'm the catch (I'm the catch)
Me, your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat (triple threat)
You ain't drippin', your outfit make me upset ('set)
Them little diamonds ain't gonna hit the way they set (set)
Championship rings, my opponents getting swept (swept)
I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach (coach)
Writer: Baruch Acardi Sr Nembhard, Caleb Nordelus, Moses Yveto Georges, Navraj Goraya, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Why You Crying Mama
Ah, whoa
Mama
Ah
When I was 18 my mama went in my closet, found ten thousand cash (yeah)
Now I got her transit number, send her twenty racks (racks)
Uh, Future said you ain't gotta worry about the past
Gettin' money nonstop, I hope it last
Shopping the whole day, she be surprised my credit card ain't maxed (unlimited)
Whatever she need, I'm buying, she ain't gotta ask (she ain't gotta ask)
Even though she ain't perfect, I know that she got my back
No matter what I spend, I don't think I could pay her back
Mama, mama, mama
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Mama, mama, mama (mama)
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama (I won't ever change)
Said she don't care about Cha-ne-ne, she just want to see her baby (her baby)
I ain't been home in a while, the city kinda crazy
Blow a bag on you, don't try tellin' me to save it
She ain't got a clue about what these labels pay me
I was going to get it, I told you I ain't lazy
I know I been buying you lots of bags lately
In the store, they ask who it's for, "A special lady?"
It ain't for my girl, it's for the one that made me
When I was 18 my mama went in my closet, found ten thousand cash
Now I got her transit number, send her twenty racks (Racks)
Uh, Future said you ain't gotta worry about the past
Gettin' money nonstop, I hope it last
Shopping the whole day, she be surprised my credit card ain't maxed (Unlimited)
Whatever she need, I'm buying, she ain't gotta ask (She ain't gotta ask)
Even though she ain't perfect, I know that she got my back (Got my back)
No matter what I spend, I don't think I could pay her back
Mama, mama, mama
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Mama, mama, mama (mama)
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Why you cryin', mama? (Why you cryin'?)
I know my life has been surprising, mama
You say the old me is dyin', mama (mama)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama (yeah)
You gotta tell me why you cryin', mama
These different pills that you been finding, mama
You worried that your son is dying, mama
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama
She don't want no presents, she just want my presence
She retire, I'll give her a mil' like "What's a pension?"
All she tell me is save money and to count all my blessings
Frequent shopping, now my closet got designer sections
(Mama)
She told me stay humble, but I want it all
I'm shooting all the shots for all the times I couldn't ball
Ashamed at how I been livin', I don't wanna take your call
My fam that turned they back on me, I don't miss them at all
F*ck 'em all, yeah, yeah, f*ck 'em all
They want me to fall, I just stack my money tall
Cut 'em off, yeah, cut 'em off
We'll never be the same, I'm cut from a different cloth
Why you cryin', mama? (Why you cryin'?)
I know my life has been surprising, mama
You say the old me is dyin', mama (mama)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama
You gotta tell me why you cryin', mama (why you cryin'?)
These different pills that you been finding, mama (why you cryin'?)
You worried that your son is dying, mama (why you cryin'?)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama (why you cryin'?)
Why you cryin'?
(Why you cryin'?)
Mama
Ah
When I was 18 my mama went in my closet, found ten thousand cash (yeah)
Now I got her transit number, send her twenty racks (racks)
Uh, Future said you ain't gotta worry about the past
Gettin' money nonstop, I hope it last
Shopping the whole day, she be surprised my credit card ain't maxed (unlimited)
Whatever she need, I'm buying, she ain't gotta ask (she ain't gotta ask)
Even though she ain't perfect, I know that she got my back
No matter what I spend, I don't think I could pay her back
Mama, mama, mama
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Mama, mama, mama (mama)
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama (I won't ever change)
Said she don't care about Cha-ne-ne, she just want to see her baby (her baby)
I ain't been home in a while, the city kinda crazy
Blow a bag on you, don't try tellin' me to save it
She ain't got a clue about what these labels pay me
I was going to get it, I told you I ain't lazy
I know I been buying you lots of bags lately
In the store, they ask who it's for, "A special lady?"
It ain't for my girl, it's for the one that made me
When I was 18 my mama went in my closet, found ten thousand cash
Now I got her transit number, send her twenty racks (Racks)
Uh, Future said you ain't gotta worry about the past
Gettin' money nonstop, I hope it last
Shopping the whole day, she be surprised my credit card ain't maxed (Unlimited)
Whatever she need, I'm buying, she ain't gotta ask (She ain't gotta ask)
Even though she ain't perfect, I know that she got my back (Got my back)
No matter what I spend, I don't think I could pay her back
Mama, mama, mama
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Mama, mama, mama (mama)
I just made a little change, mama (just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Why you cryin', mama? (Why you cryin'?)
I know my life has been surprising, mama
You say the old me is dyin', mama (mama)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama (yeah)
You gotta tell me why you cryin', mama
These different pills that you been finding, mama
You worried that your son is dying, mama
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama
She don't want no presents, she just want my presence
She retire, I'll give her a mil' like "What's a pension?"
All she tell me is save money and to count all my blessings
Frequent shopping, now my closet got designer sections
(Mama)
She told me stay humble, but I want it all
I'm shooting all the shots for all the times I couldn't ball
Ashamed at how I been livin', I don't wanna take your call
My fam that turned they back on me, I don't miss them at all
F*ck 'em all, yeah, yeah, f*ck 'em all
They want me to fall, I just stack my money tall
Cut 'em off, yeah, cut 'em off
We'll never be the same, I'm cut from a different cloth
Why you cryin', mama? (Why you cryin'?)
I know my life has been surprising, mama
You say the old me is dyin', mama (mama)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama
You gotta tell me why you cryin', mama (why you cryin'?)
These different pills that you been finding, mama (why you cryin'?)
You worried that your son is dying, mama (why you cryin'?)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama (why you cryin'?)
Why you cryin'?
(Why you cryin'?)
Writer: Jordan Lloyd Bacchus, Mohkom Bhangal, Navraj Goraya, Sugar-Ray Antonio Henry
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Time Piece
Timeless time piece
Designer, design me (yeah)
Private jet gon' fly me (shh)
That bitch gon' slide
Racks made my pockets look tiny (racks)
VVS's shining
Elliot tryna blind me (bling)
Can't see the time (yeah)
On my way to the top, I'm climbing
Thought about resigning (yeah)
But the racks remind me (remind me)
The true fans remind me (remind me)
Why don't you encourage me
Instead of burden me?
You're supposed to be lit with me (lit)
But instead you burning me
I changed my life (I changed my life)
'Cause I sacrificed
Nightmares in the day (in the day)
Sleepless nights (in the night)
'Cause I paid the price
So talk to me nice
I need me those (Pradas)
In my size (yeah)
Like I meditate
Got my mind straight (straight)
Dodging all the hate (hate)
Watch me elevate (turn up)
Going state to state (state to state)
Pockets overweight (overweight)
I ain't leave my place (leave my place)
Tell her go close my safe (no)
Timeless time piece
Designer, design me (yeah)
Private jet gon' fly me (shh)
That bitch gon' slide
Racks made my pockets look tiny (racks)
VVS's shining
Elliot tryna blind me (bling)
Can't see the time (yeah)
On my way to the top, I'm climbing
Thought about resigning
But the racks remind me (remind me)
The true fans remind me (remind me)
Why don't you encourage me
Instead of burden me?
You're supposed to be lit with me (lit)
But instead you burning me
In the system (skitch)
They couldn't find me (couldn't find me)
A-hunnid-and-ten somethin' (let's get it)
On my time piece (on my time piece)
You think you a snake hoe? (Snake hoe)
You think you slimy (slimy)
I'm with them a-holes (A-Holes)
My killers grimy (grimy)
My first time coming out with this music, ain't get no love (get no love)
Now I really had to make it out on my own, won't hold no grudge (no grudge)
And I had stop sippin' that purple, 'cause I don't want no pudge (no pudge)
They said I'd retaliate off this bullshit, I'm like "So what?"
I just bought four rings, I'm a king (I'm a king)
And I gotta go all out when I do my thing (I do my thing, turn up)
These not SI, they VV'S
Free my guys, I ain't gon lie, I spent 2k on TV (TVs)
Oh, you think you a gangster, and you don't bleed, bleed?
And you're the one that coughed her, know she do weed weed
And I know you ain't mean it
Put the stash in the Demon (skrrt)
Low income apartments (let's get it)
Bankroll was decent (bankroll was decent, yeah)
Oh, you rocking them Yeezy's now?
You saying you don't need me now
All these niggas, they bleed me now
Them diamonds Fiji now
Two perc 30's don't get me high (don't get me high)
X pills I need 'em now
Knew a lil' bitch got her titties done (titties done) (oh she think she fire)
Timeless time piece
Designer, design me
Private jet gon' fly me (shh)
That bitch gon' slide
Racks made my pockets look tiny (racks)
VVS's shining
Elliot tryna blind me (bling)
Can't see the time (yeah)
On my way to the top, I'm climbing
Thought about resigning
But the racks remind me (remind me)
The true fans remind me (remind me)
Why don't you encourage me
Instead of burden me?
You're supposed to be lit with me (lit)
But instead you burning me
Designer, design me (yeah)
Private jet gon' fly me (shh)
That bitch gon' slide
Racks made my pockets look tiny (racks)
VVS's shining
Elliot tryna blind me (bling)
Can't see the time (yeah)
On my way to the top, I'm climbing
Thought about resigning (yeah)
But the racks remind me (remind me)
The true fans remind me (remind me)
Why don't you encourage me
Instead of burden me?
You're supposed to be lit with me (lit)
But instead you burning me
I changed my life (I changed my life)
'Cause I sacrificed
Nightmares in the day (in the day)
Sleepless nights (in the night)
'Cause I paid the price
So talk to me nice
I need me those (Pradas)
In my size (yeah)
Like I meditate
Got my mind straight (straight)
Dodging all the hate (hate)
Watch me elevate (turn up)
Going state to state (state to state)
Pockets overweight (overweight)
I ain't leave my place (leave my place)
Tell her go close my safe (no)
Timeless time piece
Designer, design me (yeah)
Private jet gon' fly me (shh)
That bitch gon' slide
Racks made my pockets look tiny (racks)
VVS's shining
Elliot tryna blind me (bling)
Can't see the time (yeah)
On my way to the top, I'm climbing
Thought about resigning
But the racks remind me (remind me)
The true fans remind me (remind me)
Why don't you encourage me
Instead of burden me?
You're supposed to be lit with me (lit)
But instead you burning me
In the system (skitch)
They couldn't find me (couldn't find me)
A-hunnid-and-ten somethin' (let's get it)
On my time piece (on my time piece)
You think you a snake hoe? (Snake hoe)
You think you slimy (slimy)
I'm with them a-holes (A-Holes)
My killers grimy (grimy)
My first time coming out with this music, ain't get no love (get no love)
Now I really had to make it out on my own, won't hold no grudge (no grudge)
And I had stop sippin' that purple, 'cause I don't want no pudge (no pudge)
They said I'd retaliate off this bullshit, I'm like "So what?"
I just bought four rings, I'm a king (I'm a king)
And I gotta go all out when I do my thing (I do my thing, turn up)
These not SI, they VV'S
Free my guys, I ain't gon lie, I spent 2k on TV (TVs)
Oh, you think you a gangster, and you don't bleed, bleed?
And you're the one that coughed her, know she do weed weed
And I know you ain't mean it
Put the stash in the Demon (skrrt)
Low income apartments (let's get it)
Bankroll was decent (bankroll was decent, yeah)
Oh, you rocking them Yeezy's now?
You saying you don't need me now
All these niggas, they bleed me now
Them diamonds Fiji now
Two perc 30's don't get me high (don't get me high)
X pills I need 'em now
Knew a lil' bitch got her titties done (titties done) (oh she think she fire)
Timeless time piece
Designer, design me
Private jet gon' fly me (shh)
That bitch gon' slide
Racks made my pockets look tiny (racks)
VVS's shining
Elliot tryna blind me (bling)
Can't see the time (yeah)
On my way to the top, I'm climbing
Thought about resigning
But the racks remind me (remind me)
The true fans remind me (remind me)
Why don't you encourage me
Instead of burden me?
You're supposed to be lit with me (lit)
But instead you burning me
Writer: Navraj Singh Goraya, Durk Banks, Jordan Bacchus, Mohkom Singh Bhangal
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dior Runners
Dior runners
Got a bag, made six M's in two summers (bag)
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers (numbers)
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma ('ploma)
Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods, my aroma ('roma)
Bitch, I'm balling, cross you over, hit a floater (swish)
She bust it open, I ain't had to bend her over (bust it, bust it)
I could bet my Urus is faster than your Rover
I could bet your favorite rapper is a poser (yeah)
Handling business what I'm 'bout
Handle my business, kick her out
I'm like a dentist in her mouth (in her mouth)
Big bag and three bank accounts
I deposit big amounts
I wear brands I can't pronounce
Paranoid, I back out, better back out my way (way)
Once I feel disrespected, there ain't nothing to say (say)
I can make some money doing nothing today
Dressed her up in Maison, diamonds wrap up my bae
Dior runners
Got a bag, made six M's in two summers (bag)
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers (numbers)
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma (yeah)
Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods, my aroma (yeah)
Getting money now, so I don't gotta hold it (no)
Before I leave my house, still make sure that it's loaded (fo' sho')
To getting Benjamin Franklins, I'm devoted
I can't fit 'em in my pockets, on explosion
Foreign fast, put your seat belt on and sit tight (skrrt)
Twenty four inch my wheels, like what's your kit like?
She tried to snap me, kick her out, she better hitch hike
I got it on my own, I had to get right
Driftin' tires burning on the turnpike
She said you're such a f*ckboy, that you made her turn dyke
Flew the batch overseas
Step in Dior and double C's
And it feel normal to me
Dior runners
Got a bag, made six M's in two summers (bag)
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers (numbers)
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma (yeah)
Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods, my aroma ('roma)
Got a bag, made six M's in two summers (bag)
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers (numbers)
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma ('ploma)
Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods, my aroma ('roma)
Bitch, I'm balling, cross you over, hit a floater (swish)
She bust it open, I ain't had to bend her over (bust it, bust it)
I could bet my Urus is faster than your Rover
I could bet your favorite rapper is a poser (yeah)
Handling business what I'm 'bout
Handle my business, kick her out
I'm like a dentist in her mouth (in her mouth)
Big bag and three bank accounts
I deposit big amounts
I wear brands I can't pronounce
Paranoid, I back out, better back out my way (way)
Once I feel disrespected, there ain't nothing to say (say)
I can make some money doing nothing today
Dressed her up in Maison, diamonds wrap up my bae
Dior runners
Got a bag, made six M's in two summers (bag)
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers (numbers)
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma (yeah)
Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods, my aroma (yeah)
Getting money now, so I don't gotta hold it (no)
Before I leave my house, still make sure that it's loaded (fo' sho')
To getting Benjamin Franklins, I'm devoted
I can't fit 'em in my pockets, on explosion
Foreign fast, put your seat belt on and sit tight (skrrt)
Twenty four inch my wheels, like what's your kit like?
She tried to snap me, kick her out, she better hitch hike
I got it on my own, I had to get right
Driftin' tires burning on the turnpike
She said you're such a f*ckboy, that you made her turn dyke
Flew the batch overseas
Step in Dior and double C's
And it feel normal to me
Dior runners
Got a bag, made six M's in two summers (bag)
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (bling)
Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers (numbers)
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (skrrt)
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers (numbers)
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma (yeah)
Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona ('sona)
Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods, my aroma ('roma)
Writer: Jordan Bacchus, Mohkrom Singh Bhangal, Navraj Goraya, Sugar-Ray Antonio Henry, Danny Schofield
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Vicodin
Let her see a hunnid cash, she said that she gotta pee
F*ck her 'til she fall asleep, wake up, she don't wanna leave
Bustdown cost a whole bird, Gucci boots, a pint of lean
Met her in my city, now I got her flying overseas
She need my vibe and all I need from her is loyalty
Treat her like she royalty, f*cking up my royalties
You got some problems, I can solve them, baby trust in me
Don't you ever question me, hate when you start pressing me
Yeah I think that she deserve, I know, I know what she worth
Put her in a Bentley 'vert, skrrt skrrt, Prada skirts
Only time she bother me on tour is for some merch
Do the same drugs, we fall forever on the Perc's
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
Grab her ass in public she say she like the thug in me
I've been blowing lots of cash, I got money suddenly
Watching over you 'cause I think you look better under me
Sober hour, never be, off the pills I'm cuddly
Your ex found out you mess with me, now he want to mention me
That ain't ever stressing me, he'll always be less than me
Bitches tryna get next to me, really you the best of me
I bring out the best in you and you bring out the best in me
Yeah I think that she deserve, I know, I know what she worth
Put her in a Bentley 'vert, skrrt skrrt, Prada skirts
Only time she bother me on tour is for some merch
Do the same drugs, we fall forever on the Perc's
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
F*ck her 'til she fall asleep, wake up, she don't wanna leave
Bustdown cost a whole bird, Gucci boots, a pint of lean
Met her in my city, now I got her flying overseas
She need my vibe and all I need from her is loyalty
Treat her like she royalty, f*cking up my royalties
You got some problems, I can solve them, baby trust in me
Don't you ever question me, hate when you start pressing me
Yeah I think that she deserve, I know, I know what she worth
Put her in a Bentley 'vert, skrrt skrrt, Prada skirts
Only time she bother me on tour is for some merch
Do the same drugs, we fall forever on the Perc's
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
Grab her ass in public she say she like the thug in me
I've been blowing lots of cash, I got money suddenly
Watching over you 'cause I think you look better under me
Sober hour, never be, off the pills I'm cuddly
Your ex found out you mess with me, now he want to mention me
That ain't ever stressing me, he'll always be less than me
Bitches tryna get next to me, really you the best of me
I bring out the best in you and you bring out the best in me
Yeah I think that she deserve, I know, I know what she worth
Put her in a Bentley 'vert, skrrt skrrt, Prada skirts
Only time she bother me on tour is for some merch
Do the same drugs, we fall forever on the Perc's
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
I make her feel alive when she don't wanna live
She a pain-killer victim to the Vicodins
She stripping, work two jobs and taking care of her kid
That's why I feel like she deserve everything I give
Writer: Jason Quenneville, Jordan Bacchus, Mohkrom Singh Bhangal, Navraj Goraya, Sugar-Ray Antonio Henry
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Stuck With Me
(Make her feel alive when she don't wanna live)
(I think that she deserve everything I give)
She wanna know where I'm at
Said she pullin' up on me
And this chain 'round your neck
Ain't no giving up on me
Bought her a bust down Patek (bust down)
Now that girl is stuck with me (she's stuck, oh)
I brought you to where you at
Don't you turn your back on me
It's easy getting attached
When I put Chane-ne on your feet (your feet)
I think before I react (yeah)
'Cause I don't wanna cause a scene (no way)
My lil' jit from the trap (trap)
Got to pay my taxes, got to keep all of my receipts
Put my squad on my back (back)
Keep my woes fed, gotta keep them off the streets
I just need a girl who gon' understand (understand)
When I'm bugged out help me make my plans
Stack it up tall, help me count my bands (stack it up tall)
A stand up girl that never takes the stand
She wanna know where I'm at
Said she pullin' up on me
And this chain 'round your neck (oh)
Ain't no giving up on me (yeah)
Bought her a bust down Patek (bust down)
Now that girl is stuck with me (she's stuck, oh)
I brought you to where you at
Don't you turn your back on me
Said she wanna take a sip
Now she getting stuck with me (stuck)
If I get caught with it
She'll be on the run with me (on the run)
I put brown boys on the map (on the map)
Now when they see me they pay homage to me (yeah)
I see hate, I don't react (yeah)
Most the people broke that be mentioning me (broke)
I just need a girl who gon' understand (understand)
When I'm bugged out help me make my plans
Stack it up tall, help me count my bands (stack it up tall)
A stand up girl that never takes the stand
She wanna know where I'm at
Said she pullin' up on me
And this chain 'round your neck (oh)
Ain't no giving up on me (yeah)
Bought her a bust down Patek (bust down)
Now that girl is stuck with me (she's stuck, oh)
I brought you to where you at
Don't you turn your back on me
(I think that she deserve everything I give)
She wanna know where I'm at
Said she pullin' up on me
And this chain 'round your neck
Ain't no giving up on me
Bought her a bust down Patek (bust down)
Now that girl is stuck with me (she's stuck, oh)
I brought you to where you at
Don't you turn your back on me
It's easy getting attached
When I put Chane-ne on your feet (your feet)
I think before I react (yeah)
'Cause I don't wanna cause a scene (no way)
My lil' jit from the trap (trap)
Got to pay my taxes, got to keep all of my receipts
Put my squad on my back (back)
Keep my woes fed, gotta keep them off the streets
I just need a girl who gon' understand (understand)
When I'm bugged out help me make my plans
Stack it up tall, help me count my bands (stack it up tall)
A stand up girl that never takes the stand
She wanna know where I'm at
Said she pullin' up on me
And this chain 'round your neck (oh)
Ain't no giving up on me (yeah)
Bought her a bust down Patek (bust down)
Now that girl is stuck with me (she's stuck, oh)
I brought you to where you at
Don't you turn your back on me
Said she wanna take a sip
Now she getting stuck with me (stuck)
If I get caught with it
She'll be on the run with me (on the run)
I put brown boys on the map (on the map)
Now when they see me they pay homage to me (yeah)
I see hate, I don't react (yeah)
Most the people broke that be mentioning me (broke)
I just need a girl who gon' understand (understand)
When I'm bugged out help me make my plans
Stack it up tall, help me count my bands (stack it up tall)
A stand up girl that never takes the stand
She wanna know where I'm at
Said she pullin' up on me
And this chain 'round your neck (oh)
Ain't no giving up on me (yeah)
Bought her a bust down Patek (bust down)
Now that girl is stuck with me (she's stuck, oh)
I brought you to where you at
Don't you turn your back on me
Writer: Jason Quenneville, Jordan Bacchus, Mohkrom Singh Bhangal, Navraj Goraya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Know Me
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up
Diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (what), she get kicked out, get kicked up
I ain't cuffing that bitch (no), that ain't on my agenda
Met that bitch in LA, but I f*cked her in Atlanta
30 pointers in my chain, going fast in my own lane
Like Gunna, I drip insane
Make a smart girl give me brain
Let the Perkys kill my pain
Break a hundred, tell her keep the change
Now the Gucci store know my name
Hottest brown boy in the game
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna f*ck, no kissin', peasant bitches can't kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her Snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin'
(Bling bling, yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Ching ching, yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
I'm TT (hmm), rolling off the dope
Bad bitch freaky (hmm), grab the bitch by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a boat
Get shot like Ricky (hmm), taking a brown boy for a joke
Gucci stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one sock
First time I tried to cook it, lost my re-up inside the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a dream I was in a cell
Pay 80 racks and book me, you know all my tickets gon' sell
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna f*ck, no kissin', peasant bitches can't kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her 'Snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin'
(Bling bling, yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Ching ching, yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up
Diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (what), she get kicked out, get kicked up
I ain't cuffing that bitch (no), that ain't on my agenda
Met that bitch in LA, but I f*cked her in Atlanta
30 pointers in my chain, going fast in my own lane
Like Gunna, I drip insane
Make a smart girl give me brain
Let the Perkys kill my pain
Break a hundred, tell her keep the change
Now the Gucci store know my name
Hottest brown boy in the game
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna f*ck, no kissin', peasant bitches can't kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her Snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin'
(Bling bling, yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Ching ching, yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
I'm TT (hmm), rolling off the dope
Bad bitch freaky (hmm), grab the bitch by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a boat
Get shot like Ricky (hmm), taking a brown boy for a joke
Gucci stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one sock
First time I tried to cook it, lost my re-up inside the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a dream I was in a cell
Pay 80 racks and book me, you know all my tickets gon' sell
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin', VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna f*ck, no kissin', peasant bitches can't kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her 'Snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin'
(Bling bling, yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Ching ching, yeah) Might've f*cked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
Writer: Amir Esmailian, Andrew Franklin, Austin Schindler, Navraj Goraya
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC