I need my drugs, I need my love (we get high)
Bitches pullin' up and they suck us up (hey)
I'm in the Tonka, baby, yeah, come show me love (ooh)
Ion't f*ck with nobody, lil' bitch, I show you nun' (show you nun')
I ain't trustin' nobody, lil' bitch, I keep a gun
If a problem come up (yeah), you know I'm not gon' run
Feel like Osama to us, 'cause we blow up like a bomb (boom)
Roll him like a filter, yeah, then smoke him like a bong (phew)
We been outside, man, all day
We just countin' racks, all day, don't play
Huh, huh-huh, we been outside, man (ooh)
We been outside, man (BenjiCold, why you icy?)
We got racks out, bitch, we goin' shoppin' (shoppin')
When you get like this, you rich, lil' bitch, you poppin'
It ain't been a day that I ain't been high, bitch, Percs', I pop 'em, yeah
They told me that they broke, that's not my problem, yeah (that's not my problem)
You know he test the gang, you know we pop him, yeah (boom, boom, boom)
We ain't got time to play, we outside, popped him, yeah (LA, LA, LA)
I told my bitch I need one, need a topper, a bopper
I pulled inside this Lamb', I chopped it up like helicopter
Slide in the coupes, we f*cked the driveway up (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Hopped inside the mansion, f*cked the drywall up
Kickin' holes in the wall, and f*ckin' hoes in my draws
I don't feel the same at all, I'm havin' Percocet withdrawl
No, you don't know me like you say you did, you don't know me, not at all (not at all)
You might catch me in the Tesla, 'cause it's drivin', I'm noddin' off
Yeah, they tried to show me they music, told that bitch to turn it off
And we pulled up to the show, we turned they city up a notch (yeah)
I need my drugs, I need my love (we get high)
Bitches pullin' up and they suck us up (hey)
I'm in the Tonka, baby, yeah, come show me love (ooh)
Ion't f*ck with nobody, lil' bitch, I show you nun' (show you nun')
I ain't trustin' nobody, lil' bitch, I keep a gun
If a problem come up (yeah), you know I'm not gon' run
Feel like Osama to us, 'cause we blow up like a bomb
Roll him like a filter, yeah, then smoke him like a bong (phew)
We been outside, man, all day
We just countin' racks, all day, don't play
Huh, huh-huh, we been outside, man (ooh)
We been outside, man (BenjiCold, why you icy?)
We got racks out, bitch, we goin' shoppin' (shoppin')
When you get like this, you rich, lil' bitch, you poppin'
It ain't been a day that I ain't been high, bitch, Percs', I pop 'em, yeah
They told me that they broke, that's not my problem, yeah (that's not my problem)
You know he test the gang, you know we pop him, yeah (boom, boom, boom)
We ain't got time to play, we outside, popped him, yeah (LA, LA, LA)
I told my bitch I need one, need a topper, a bopper
I pulled inside this Lamb', I chopped it up like helicopter
Slide in the coupes, we f*cked the driveway up (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Hopped inside the mansion, f*cked the drywall up
Kickin' holes in the wall, and f*ckin' hoes in my draws
I don't feel the same at all, I'm havin' Percocet withdrawl
Yeat - 2 Alive Album Lyrics
Yeat - 2 Alive Lyrics
Writer: James Addison, Noah Olivier Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Outside
Outside, uh (yeah)
Pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, we learned just how to finesse (uh)
Big body, got the big Tonk (Tonka)
Turnt shit up, my song (Luh Crank)
Half a Perky, I'm right in my zone
I'm shoppin' on the way back home (go)
I'm puttin' on for the west, so I'ma bust a nut on her chest
Hope you got bulletproof vests on, told 'em I do it the best
Turnt shit up my theme song, I might run out of gas
High as a ten with the beams on, bitch, I been way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
Watch yourself, told you that I want you, I don't need you (yeah)
I could tell, you don't got no money, that shit see through (ha)
Outside (ayy)
I'm just outside, I'm just outside (ayy, ayy)
Yeah, and we turn up (ayy)
Flawless diamonds on me, bitch might burn us
I just called up all my twizzies, my brothers
Yeah, we had pulled up on yo' wifey, said they love us (yeah)
No, no, you can't be no twizzy rich, 'cause you don't know us
I just peeped inside the Lamb', you not rich, you bogus (skrrt)
Racks, hey, yeah
Pullin' up in big ol' bodies, we big like it's a parade
I can't trust a soul, can't trust nobody, but that's my way
I don't be goin' to sleep, I wake up at night and geek up all day
Outside, uh (yeah)
Pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, we learned just how to finesse (uh)
Big body, got the big Tonk (Tonka)
Turnt shit up, my song (Luh Crank)
Half a Perky, I'm right in my zone
I'm shoppin' on the way back home (go)
I'm puttin' on for the west, so I'ma bust a nut on her chest
Hope you got bulletproof vests on, told 'em I do it the best
Turnt shit up my theme song, I might run out of gas
High as a ten with the beams on, bitch, I been way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
(Sex)
Oh you rich? Yeah
I just gave my ex a million 'cause I'm big fair (woah)
Twenty-six Rollies and they not Rick Flairs
I was in the club and hit the opp with a chair (ayy)
Bad lil' bitch, put Chanel in your ear
I just got a check and got my dog repaired
Ridin' in the Bentley, don't do no talkin', yeah
Giuseppe Zanotti with snakes when I'm walkin', yeah
Uh-uh, patty-cake, I just got my wrist out the bowl, yeah
Frosted flakes, I just checked my wrist, it's still cold, yeah
I don't play, you can put your tricks in the commode, yeah
I don't flake, I keep it so real with my hoes, yeah (Sex)
You do diss songs, you get big blazed (brrt)
I get millions in like six ways (brrt)
You stay on your toe, it's a big blade
F*ck her with the mask on, she can't see me (Sex)
Outside, uh (yeah)
Pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, we learned just how to finesse (uh)
Big body, got the big Tonk (Tonka)
Turnt shit up, my song (Luh Crank)
Half a Perky, I'm right in my zone
I'm shoppin' on the way back home (go)
I'm puttin' on for the west, so I'ma bust a nut on her chest
Hope you got bulletproof vests on, told 'em I do it the best
Turnt shit up my theme song, I might run out of gas
High as a ten with the beams on, bitch, I been way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
Pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, we learned just how to finesse (uh)
Big body, got the big Tonk (Tonka)
Turnt shit up, my song (Luh Crank)
Half a Perky, I'm right in my zone
I'm shoppin' on the way back home (go)
I'm puttin' on for the west, so I'ma bust a nut on her chest
Hope you got bulletproof vests on, told 'em I do it the best
Turnt shit up my theme song, I might run out of gas
High as a ten with the beams on, bitch, I been way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
Watch yourself, told you that I want you, I don't need you (yeah)
I could tell, you don't got no money, that shit see through (ha)
Outside (ayy)
I'm just outside, I'm just outside (ayy, ayy)
Yeah, and we turn up (ayy)
Flawless diamonds on me, bitch might burn us
I just called up all my twizzies, my brothers
Yeah, we had pulled up on yo' wifey, said they love us (yeah)
No, no, you can't be no twizzy rich, 'cause you don't know us
I just peeped inside the Lamb', you not rich, you bogus (skrrt)
Racks, hey, yeah
Pullin' up in big ol' bodies, we big like it's a parade
I can't trust a soul, can't trust nobody, but that's my way
I don't be goin' to sleep, I wake up at night and geek up all day
Outside, uh (yeah)
Pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, we learned just how to finesse (uh)
Big body, got the big Tonk (Tonka)
Turnt shit up, my song (Luh Crank)
Half a Perky, I'm right in my zone
I'm shoppin' on the way back home (go)
I'm puttin' on for the west, so I'ma bust a nut on her chest
Hope you got bulletproof vests on, told 'em I do it the best
Turnt shit up my theme song, I might run out of gas
High as a ten with the beams on, bitch, I been way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
(Sex)
Oh you rich? Yeah
I just gave my ex a million 'cause I'm big fair (woah)
Twenty-six Rollies and they not Rick Flairs
I was in the club and hit the opp with a chair (ayy)
Bad lil' bitch, put Chanel in your ear
I just got a check and got my dog repaired
Ridin' in the Bentley, don't do no talkin', yeah
Giuseppe Zanotti with snakes when I'm walkin', yeah
Uh-uh, patty-cake, I just got my wrist out the bowl, yeah
Frosted flakes, I just checked my wrist, it's still cold, yeah
I don't play, you can put your tricks in the commode, yeah
I don't flake, I keep it so real with my hoes, yeah (Sex)
You do diss songs, you get big blazed (brrt)
I get millions in like six ways (brrt)
You stay on your toe, it's a big blade
F*ck her with the mask on, she can't see me (Sex)
Outside, uh (yeah)
Pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, we learned just how to finesse (uh)
Big body, got the big Tonk (Tonka)
Turnt shit up, my song (Luh Crank)
Half a Perky, I'm right in my zone
I'm shoppin' on the way back home (go)
I'm puttin' on for the west, so I'ma bust a nut on her chest
Hope you got bulletproof vests on, told 'em I do it the best
Turnt shit up my theme song, I might run out of gas
High as a ten with the beams on, bitch, I been way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
Writer: Feliciano Ponce Ecar, Harissis Tsakmaklis, Jason Demario Priester, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Jorge Miguel Cardoso Augusto, Luzian Gregor Tuetsch, Noah Olivier Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Real six
Yeah, all of my brothers they rich, been rockin' that Chrome Hearts (yeah)
All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah)
I been on pills all day
Like M.I.A.
I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turning it, sick
Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick
Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit
And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say)
I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P.
It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip
I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship (yeah)
Yeah, I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah)
Pour a four up in my soda, just so I could dip
Walked inside the buildin', posted on my hip
I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help
My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp
Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day
M.I.A.
Like a chump, man, get beat in your head
Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)
And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby)
I need you to lick on, all of me (baby)
I went and put my wrist on, no degree (what?)
I went put my rich on, with no degrees (what?) (hey yeah)
Bitch, I died and didn't go to Heaven
All of my pockets really filled up with some knots, yeah, bitch they really breaded
Any time I ever told you I was talkin' shit, better know I really meant it
I can't even waste my time with a broke bitch, nah she can't spend a penny
Got a lot of Percs, it ain't hard to pen it, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot of Percs, got a lot depending on me (what? yeah)
I just left the earth, and they told me landed on me (landed on me now)
I just told her pull up, come and break it down on me (I got in her head, had to let her know)
How the hell you pull up, then go turn around on me
Yeah, all of my brothers they rich, been rockin' that Chrome Hearts (yeah)
All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah)
I been on pills all day
Like M.I.A.
I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turnin' it, sick
Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick
Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit
And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say)
I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P.
It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip
I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship (yeah)
I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah)
Pour a four up in my soda, just so I can dip
Walked inside the pent, it's posted on my hip
I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help
My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp
Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day
M.I.A.
Like a chump, man, get beat in your head
Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)
And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby)
I need you to lick on, all of me (baby)
All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah)
I been on pills all day
Like M.I.A.
I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turning it, sick
Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick
Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit
And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say)
I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P.
It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip
I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship (yeah)
Yeah, I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah)
Pour a four up in my soda, just so I could dip
Walked inside the buildin', posted on my hip
I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help
My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp
Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day
M.I.A.
Like a chump, man, get beat in your head
Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)
And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby)
I need you to lick on, all of me (baby)
I went and put my wrist on, no degree (what?)
I went put my rich on, with no degrees (what?) (hey yeah)
Bitch, I died and didn't go to Heaven
All of my pockets really filled up with some knots, yeah, bitch they really breaded
Any time I ever told you I was talkin' shit, better know I really meant it
I can't even waste my time with a broke bitch, nah she can't spend a penny
Got a lot of Percs, it ain't hard to pen it, yeah (yeah)
Got a lot of Percs, got a lot depending on me (what? yeah)
I just left the earth, and they told me landed on me (landed on me now)
I just told her pull up, come and break it down on me (I got in her head, had to let her know)
How the hell you pull up, then go turn around on me
Yeah, all of my brothers they rich, been rockin' that Chrome Hearts (yeah)
All of my thots they love me, they bang my phone sex (yeah)
I been on pills all day
Like M.I.A.
I pull up, we turn up a notch, we turnin' it, sick
Ride 'round that bitch with a, yeah, blick
Took me the ecstasy, I'm high, can't even sit
And this chain so heavy, I'ma die, Glock sit on my hips (say)
I'm driving around this city, now I'm posted in V.I.P.
It be your own city that'll kill you, like R.I.P. Nip
I went and been spent like a fire, I bought me the ship (yeah)
I'm chillin' up at the Ritz, so that they call me Chip (yeah)
Pour a four up in my soda, just so I can dip
Walked inside the pent, it's posted on my hip
I told you to back away, I don't need none of your help
My wrist livin' underwater, might as well call this kelp
Sleep, shots, yeah, I been on pills all day
M.I.A.
Like a chump, man, get beat in your head
Every last one of my bitches love on me (I know that you do)
And I hate to say it, but I'm horny (baby)
I need you to lick on, all of me (baby)
Writer: Abdul Moiz, Jochem Van Blijkshof, Noah Smith, Robert Jurado
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Nvr again
These Perkies they don't stop, I can't feel enough, yeah (damn, Trgc made that?)
I was pullin' up in that big body lil' Bentley truck
I was ridin' round with a cup full of that dirty stuff
I got the whole world rockin' with me, bitch, it's stuck as f*ck
Pulled up in a lil' (skrrt)
Pulled up in a big Tonka (damn)
I just be leaving the earth, I mix the bean with the Perc' (yeah)
I used to go boot off the molly all day, now it don't even work
I just pulled up in the big body GLE-ski, I'ma rip up the curb
Yeah, we gon' ride around town, lil' geeky life, yeah, we gon' pull up and lurk
Yeah, and every bitch out here wan' pull up, you know that I'm murkin'
I wanna boot up, I know that I shouldn't (what? Hey, yeah)
I just be takin' these Percs 'bout to nod off (yeah)
Ridin' round kickin' that bitch like this bitch Judo (hey)
Every diamond on me is so flawless, it's extravagant
Walked inside the apartments we used to live in, huh, like never again
I can't even f*ck with nobody, not once, not twice, not never again (demons)
He thought we would only spin once, can't wait, I did it again (yeah)
Pull up outside, Luh Crank, yeah, and I pulled out the Benz (yeah)
I don't even f*ck with nobody, yeah, I f*cked her friends
Had to drop me a lil' classic album, yeah, I done did it again
Takin' the Perc' with the X, yeah, I don't feel my limbs
If I'm gon' rent the car, then I'm gon' scrape the rims
Yeah, my money fat like Buddha, your money slim like Jim
I'm ridin' in this Tonka, GLE
I just went and hit Nieman's and I walked out with a few bags
I can't even rock with them no more, that's just a fact
When I'm out in London, I'm a yankee, you'll get stabbed
She asked me if I want the bitch on top of her, I said, "Yeah"
Pulled up and I chopped the helicopter, got the 'scat
These Perkies they don't stop, I can't feel enough, yeah
I was pullin' up in that big body lil' Bentley truck
I was ridin' round with a cup full of that dirty stuff
I got the whole world rockin' with me, bitch, it's stuck as f*ck
Pulled up in a lil' (skrrt)
Pulled up in a big Tonka (damn)
I just be leaving the earth, I mix the bean with the Perc' (yeah)
I used to go boot off the molly all day, now it don't even work
I just pulled up in the big body GLE-ski, I'ma rip up the curb
Yeah, we gon' ride around town, lil' geeky life, yeah, we gon' pull up and lurk
Yeah, and every bitch out here wan' pull up, you know that I'm murkin'
I wanna boot up, I know that I shouldn't (what? Hey, yeah)
I just be takin' these Percs 'bout to nod off (yeah)
Ridin' round kickin' that bitch like this bitch Judo (hey)
Every diamond on me is so flawless, it's extravagant
Walked inside the apartments we used to live in, huh, like never again
I can't even f*ck with nobody, not once, not twice, not never again (demons)
He thought we would only spin once, can't wait, I did it again (yeah)
Pull up outside, Luh Crank, yeah, and I pulled out the Benz (yeah)
I don't even f*ck with nobody, yeah, I f*cked her friends
I was pullin' up in that big body lil' Bentley truck
I was ridin' round with a cup full of that dirty stuff
I got the whole world rockin' with me, bitch, it's stuck as f*ck
Pulled up in a lil' (skrrt)
Pulled up in a big Tonka (damn)
I just be leaving the earth, I mix the bean with the Perc' (yeah)
I used to go boot off the molly all day, now it don't even work
I just pulled up in the big body GLE-ski, I'ma rip up the curb
Yeah, we gon' ride around town, lil' geeky life, yeah, we gon' pull up and lurk
Yeah, and every bitch out here wan' pull up, you know that I'm murkin'
I wanna boot up, I know that I shouldn't (what? Hey, yeah)
I just be takin' these Percs 'bout to nod off (yeah)
Ridin' round kickin' that bitch like this bitch Judo (hey)
Every diamond on me is so flawless, it's extravagant
Walked inside the apartments we used to live in, huh, like never again
I can't even f*ck with nobody, not once, not twice, not never again (demons)
He thought we would only spin once, can't wait, I did it again (yeah)
Pull up outside, Luh Crank, yeah, and I pulled out the Benz (yeah)
I don't even f*ck with nobody, yeah, I f*cked her friends
Had to drop me a lil' classic album, yeah, I done did it again
Takin' the Perc' with the X, yeah, I don't feel my limbs
If I'm gon' rent the car, then I'm gon' scrape the rims
Yeah, my money fat like Buddha, your money slim like Jim
I'm ridin' in this Tonka, GLE
I just went and hit Nieman's and I walked out with a few bags
I can't even rock with them no more, that's just a fact
When I'm out in London, I'm a yankee, you'll get stabbed
She asked me if I want the bitch on top of her, I said, "Yeah"
Pulled up and I chopped the helicopter, got the 'scat
These Perkies they don't stop, I can't feel enough, yeah
I was pullin' up in that big body lil' Bentley truck
I was ridin' round with a cup full of that dirty stuff
I got the whole world rockin' with me, bitch, it's stuck as f*ck
Pulled up in a lil' (skrrt)
Pulled up in a big Tonka (damn)
I just be leaving the earth, I mix the bean with the Perc' (yeah)
I used to go boot off the molly all day, now it don't even work
I just pulled up in the big body GLE-ski, I'ma rip up the curb
Yeah, we gon' ride around town, lil' geeky life, yeah, we gon' pull up and lurk
Yeah, and every bitch out here wan' pull up, you know that I'm murkin'
I wanna boot up, I know that I shouldn't (what? Hey, yeah)
I just be takin' these Percs 'bout to nod off (yeah)
Ridin' round kickin' that bitch like this bitch Judo (hey)
Every diamond on me is so flawless, it's extravagant
Walked inside the apartments we used to live in, huh, like never again
I can't even f*ck with nobody, not once, not twice, not never again (demons)
He thought we would only spin once, can't wait, I did it again (yeah)
Pull up outside, Luh Crank, yeah, and I pulled out the Benz (yeah)
I don't even f*ck with nobody, yeah, I f*cked her friends
Writer: Bart How, Jamarrius Hill, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Luh geek
(Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?)
Big boy Lamb', I'm in the big boy truck (skrr)
I don't know who the f*ck you is, bitch, we don't give no f*ck
Yeah, we got big boy cash on us, yeah, we got big boy bucks (big boy bucks, yeah)
Bitch gon' pull up on us, I just told her what's up (ha)
You don't make no money (yeah), you ain't go no bodies (let's go)
Made a hundred bands, I forgot about it
Bitch, I'm geekin' on these Percs, I been on auto-pilot
I don't even know nothin' on this earth, bitch, I'm geeked out my body
Yeah, walk inside the building, yeah, walk inside the stu'
Yeah, diamonds all over my teeth, bitch, I don't brush the tooth (yeah)
Went and spent a hundred bands on some f*ckin' bracelets, yeah
I don't even know nobody, I'm just geeked up, it's amazing, 'kay
(It's icy, yeah, icy, yeah)
You don't get no f*ckin' money (uh)
You don't get no f*ckin' fame (uh)
I don't give a f*ck about it (ah)
All this shit could really change (deep)
I ain't used to have nothin' (nothin')
Now I pulled up in a plane (uh)
Now my diamonds really rain (they rain)
Pulled up with a plain jane (yeah)
No, no, we don't do exchange (no, no)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout fame (uh)
I don't got no loose change (uh)
Hundreds, fifties for the bank (uh)
We don't got time to play (uh)
I don't got time to stay (uh)
We done got to the point where we don't be makin' mistakes, yeah
We done got to the point (the point)
Where all our pockets lift weights (uh)
All my pockets lift weights (they fat)
All my pockets in the gym everyday
All my pockets gettin' cake (cake)
I just hit 7-Eleven, got the double cup, baby, how it taste?
I'm in the Tonka, parked outside, sittin' outside in the rain (skrr)
All of my diamonds gon' talk to me, who else I got to blame? (Luh Crank)
All of my demons talk to me, who else could I explain? (Luh geek)
All of my demons talk to me, how else could I explain? (Luh geek)
All of my demons talk to me, how else could I explain it? (What's up?)
They told me what they were gon' do, yeah, and then it happened (yeah)
Livin' life on the edge, push it to the deadzone, what happened? (Huh?)
How the f*ck my brothers switch up on me? Yeah, why you cappin'?
Boy, you f*cked up 'cause I'm rich now, I don't give a f*ck what happen (f*ck 'em)
All of my brothers really rock with me, we all rich as f*ck, we just rappin'
I don't wanna hear 'bout that shit you say 'cause all that shit just cap (you lie)
I'm too high, I don't care what happen (luh geek)
(Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?)
Big boy Lamb', I'm in the big boy truck (skrr)
I don't know who the f*ck you is, bitch, we don't give no f*ck
Yeah, we got big boy cash on us, yeah, we got big boy bucks (big boy bucks, yeah)
Bitch gon' pull up on us, I just told her what's up (ha)
You don't make no money (yeah), you ain't go no bodies (let's go)
Made a hundred bands, I forgot about it
Bitch, I'm geekin' on these Percs, I been on auto-pilot
I don't even know nothin' on this earth, bitch, I'm geeked out my body
Yeah, walk inside the building, yeah, walk inside the stu'
Yeah, diamonds all over my teeth, bitch, I don't brush the tooth (yeah)
Went and spent a hundred bands on some f*ckin' bracelets, yeah
I don't even know nobody, I'm just geeked up, it's amazing, 'kay
(It's icy, yeah, icy, yeah)
Big boy Lamb', I'm in the big boy truck (skrr)
I don't know who the f*ck you is, bitch, we don't give no f*ck
Yeah, we got big boy cash on us, yeah, we got big boy bucks (big boy bucks, yeah)
Bitch gon' pull up on us, I just told her what's up (ha)
You don't make no money (yeah), you ain't go no bodies (let's go)
Made a hundred bands, I forgot about it
Bitch, I'm geekin' on these Percs, I been on auto-pilot
I don't even know nothin' on this earth, bitch, I'm geeked out my body
Yeah, walk inside the building, yeah, walk inside the stu'
Yeah, diamonds all over my teeth, bitch, I don't brush the tooth (yeah)
Went and spent a hundred bands on some f*ckin' bracelets, yeah
I don't even know nobody, I'm just geeked up, it's amazing, 'kay
(It's icy, yeah, icy, yeah)
You don't get no f*ckin' money (uh)
You don't get no f*ckin' fame (uh)
I don't give a f*ck about it (ah)
All this shit could really change (deep)
I ain't used to have nothin' (nothin')
Now I pulled up in a plane (uh)
Now my diamonds really rain (they rain)
Pulled up with a plain jane (yeah)
No, no, we don't do exchange (no, no)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout fame (uh)
I don't got no loose change (uh)
Hundreds, fifties for the bank (uh)
We don't got time to play (uh)
I don't got time to stay (uh)
We done got to the point where we don't be makin' mistakes, yeah
We done got to the point (the point)
Where all our pockets lift weights (uh)
All my pockets lift weights (they fat)
All my pockets in the gym everyday
All my pockets gettin' cake (cake)
I just hit 7-Eleven, got the double cup, baby, how it taste?
I'm in the Tonka, parked outside, sittin' outside in the rain (skrr)
All of my diamonds gon' talk to me, who else I got to blame? (Luh Crank)
All of my demons talk to me, who else could I explain? (Luh geek)
All of my demons talk to me, how else could I explain? (Luh geek)
All of my demons talk to me, how else could I explain it? (What's up?)
They told me what they were gon' do, yeah, and then it happened (yeah)
Livin' life on the edge, push it to the deadzone, what happened? (Huh?)
How the f*ck my brothers switch up on me? Yeah, why you cappin'?
Boy, you f*cked up 'cause I'm rich now, I don't give a f*ck what happen (f*ck 'em)
All of my brothers really rock with me, we all rich as f*ck, we just rappin'
I don't wanna hear 'bout that shit you say 'cause all that shit just cap (you lie)
I'm too high, I don't care what happen (luh geek)
(Ayy, Geo got the bands, huh?)
Big boy Lamb', I'm in the big boy truck (skrr)
I don't know who the f*ck you is, bitch, we don't give no f*ck
Yeah, we got big boy cash on us, yeah, we got big boy bucks (big boy bucks, yeah)
Bitch gon' pull up on us, I just told her what's up (ha)
You don't make no money (yeah), you ain't go no bodies (let's go)
Made a hundred bands, I forgot about it
Bitch, I'm geekin' on these Percs, I been on auto-pilot
I don't even know nothin' on this earth, bitch, I'm geeked out my body
Yeah, walk inside the building, yeah, walk inside the stu'
Yeah, diamonds all over my teeth, bitch, I don't brush the tooth (yeah)
Went and spent a hundred bands on some f*ckin' bracelets, yeah
I don't even know nobody, I'm just geeked up, it's amazing, 'kay
(It's icy, yeah, icy, yeah)
Writer: George Kala, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Rackz got me
Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh) (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh)
Big money, big cars (yeah)
We rock chains, we stars (yeah)
Like these bands, I'm 'bout to go
Yeah, I just added up bands for some Rick
I just pulled up in 'em with the twenty-two V
Yeah, I just bought me some diamonds from Eliantte
And I told him I need them to hit
Told him it's time for me to find some love
And I'm takin' these Percs, I get high as a bitch (yeah)
And if I give that lil' pussy a chance (yeah)
I don't know what they sayin' behind my back
And you know I ain't goin' for that
I been as high as a plane, how you gon' say I'm a plain
I don't be rememberin' nothin', I never had me a plan
We don't do fights, we don't scuffle
I'm poppin' they bitches, they bubble
They been on rocks, on gravel (yeah)
I'm on a whole 'nother level (yeah)
We saw your ass in trouble
I know you dig it, bitch, yeah, I'm a shovel
I'm in my LV bag, in my duffle
I run up my money, I double (double it)
I don't know when them people would stab my back
But I know that my money would never
Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh) (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh)
Big money, big cars (yeah)
We rock chains, we stars (yeah)
Like these bands, I'm 'bout to go
Percs don't stab my back
All my slimes say slatt (say slatt, let's get it)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (slime)
Look at my bitch, she snatched
She a lil' two piece snack
Bend her and break her back
Let her count a few racks
Racks, racks (yeah, okay), racks, racks (let's get plenty)
Racks, racks, racks, racks, yeah, okay
Got my money and then some, o-okay (okay)
Make a nigga bleed like a tampon, o-okay (okay)
Servin' Percocet, servin' Percocet, Elliot, VVS
Givenchy mink vest, OMG, I'm fresh
These racks got me possessed
Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh) (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh)
Big money, big cars (yeah)
We rock chains, we stars (yeah)
Like these bands, I'm 'bout to go
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh) (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh)
Big money, big cars (yeah)
We rock chains, we stars (yeah)
Like these bands, I'm 'bout to go
Yeah, I just added up bands for some Rick
I just pulled up in 'em with the twenty-two V
Yeah, I just bought me some diamonds from Eliantte
And I told him I need them to hit
Told him it's time for me to find some love
And I'm takin' these Percs, I get high as a bitch (yeah)
And if I give that lil' pussy a chance (yeah)
I don't know what they sayin' behind my back
And you know I ain't goin' for that
I been as high as a plane, how you gon' say I'm a plain
I don't be rememberin' nothin', I never had me a plan
We don't do fights, we don't scuffle
I'm poppin' they bitches, they bubble
They been on rocks, on gravel (yeah)
I'm on a whole 'nother level (yeah)
We saw your ass in trouble
I know you dig it, bitch, yeah, I'm a shovel
I'm in my LV bag, in my duffle
I run up my money, I double (double it)
I don't know when them people would stab my back
But I know that my money would never
Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh) (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh)
Big money, big cars (yeah)
We rock chains, we stars (yeah)
Like these bands, I'm 'bout to go
Percs don't stab my back
All my slimes say slatt (say slatt, let's get it)
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (slime)
Look at my bitch, she snatched
She a lil' two piece snack
Bend her and break her back
Let her count a few racks
Racks, racks (yeah, okay), racks, racks (let's get plenty)
Racks, racks, racks, racks, yeah, okay
Got my money and then some, o-okay (okay)
Make a nigga bleed like a tampon, o-okay (okay)
Servin' Percocet, servin' Percocet, Elliot, VVS
Givenchy mink vest, OMG, I'm fresh
These racks got me possessed
Yeah, racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh) (damn, Trgc made that?)
Racks don't stab my back (uh)
Percs don't stab my back
Yeah, everybody stabbed my back (uh)
Big money, big cars (yeah)
We rock chains, we stars (yeah)
Like these bands, I'm 'bout to go
Writer: Fyodor Viktorovich, Jammarius Hill, Noah Smith, Sergio Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, FETCH PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, FETCH PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Double
Big body GLE-ski I went bought it (oh, na-na-na)
My diamonds real pissy, they potty (hey, hey)
I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi (oh, no-no-no)
No-no-no, we don't know nobody
Twenty bad bitches, they all in the lobby
Gettin' rich just like this, it's a hobby (ayy)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body (hey, hey)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this
Then they would and they wouldn't even tell none about it
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Rock that YSL, they love when I cop it
I was cleanin' up, yeah, I call that scrubbin'
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go 'head chop 'em up like Paul Bunyan
Let it go, let it bang
I'm as high as a crane
I be chillin' with the demons (off the Perc)
I can't walk at all, paraplegic
Leanin' sideways off the drank, got me geekin'
They don't be high, don't be knowin' the minute (uh)
666, 777, drink it
I took a break from the Percs, it ain't lonesome (uh)
Tell this bitch I need the bread, need to loan some
I ain't never pull a goddamn loan out
The bitch turn me on and I'm pullin' my bone out
Walk inside that bitch, we don't do no scuffle
Makin' money off the Perc, I'ma shuffle (shuffle)
Dig it up then bury it back like a shovel
I don't know what's goin' on, in the bubble (ah)
I don't know what's goin' on in the world
F*cking hate the cops, we always in trouble (woo)
I don't pay attention to shit but my gang and my money
And I wanna know about it
I be geeked up, take a Tes' in the Tesla
I be geeked up, take a crank in the morning
You ain't geekin' boy, your life is a lie
How you know all this shit? You a spy
Heard you snitchin', you a bug, you a fly
I just woke up, got the Tonka and go ride
I been geekin' up a lot, I won't lie
I been startin' to think I'm losin' my mind
But the devil told me everything fine
I just woke up, f*cked that bitch in her spine
I don't be doin' shit on the online
I just be bootin' up outta my mind
Copped a double, then I tripled it down
Bitch, I'ma nine, don't wait in no line
Hold up, triple seven
Park that bitch back like I'm double havin'
Hold up, triple deuces
Pour this bitch up, we got all the juices (drunk)
Hold up, speed to Heaven
Geeked up out my mind, might need a medic
Big body GLE-ski I went bought it (oh, na-na-na)
My diamonds real pissy, they potty (hey, hey)
I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi (oh, no-no-no)
No-no-no, we don't know nobody
Twenty bad bitches, they all in the lobby
Gettin' rich just like this, it's a hobby (ayy)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body (hey, hey)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this
Then they would and they wouldn't even tell none about it
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Rock that YSL, they love when I cop it
I was cleanin' up, yeah, I call that scrubbin'
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go 'head chop 'em up like Paul Bunyan
Let it go, let it bang
My diamonds real pissy, they potty (hey, hey)
I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi (oh, no-no-no)
No-no-no, we don't know nobody
Twenty bad bitches, they all in the lobby
Gettin' rich just like this, it's a hobby (ayy)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body (hey, hey)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this
Then they would and they wouldn't even tell none about it
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Rock that YSL, they love when I cop it
I was cleanin' up, yeah, I call that scrubbin'
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go 'head chop 'em up like Paul Bunyan
Let it go, let it bang
I'm as high as a crane
I be chillin' with the demons (off the Perc)
I can't walk at all, paraplegic
Leanin' sideways off the drank, got me geekin'
They don't be high, don't be knowin' the minute (uh)
666, 777, drink it
I took a break from the Percs, it ain't lonesome (uh)
Tell this bitch I need the bread, need to loan some
I ain't never pull a goddamn loan out
The bitch turn me on and I'm pullin' my bone out
Walk inside that bitch, we don't do no scuffle
Makin' money off the Perc, I'ma shuffle (shuffle)
Dig it up then bury it back like a shovel
I don't know what's goin' on, in the bubble (ah)
I don't know what's goin' on in the world
F*cking hate the cops, we always in trouble (woo)
I don't pay attention to shit but my gang and my money
And I wanna know about it
I be geeked up, take a Tes' in the Tesla
I be geeked up, take a crank in the morning
You ain't geekin' boy, your life is a lie
How you know all this shit? You a spy
Heard you snitchin', you a bug, you a fly
I just woke up, got the Tonka and go ride
I been geekin' up a lot, I won't lie
I been startin' to think I'm losin' my mind
But the devil told me everything fine
I just woke up, f*cked that bitch in her spine
I don't be doin' shit on the online
I just be bootin' up outta my mind
Copped a double, then I tripled it down
Bitch, I'ma nine, don't wait in no line
Hold up, triple seven
Park that bitch back like I'm double havin'
Hold up, triple deuces
Pour this bitch up, we got all the juices (drunk)
Hold up, speed to Heaven
Geeked up out my mind, might need a medic
Big body GLE-ski I went bought it (oh, na-na-na)
My diamonds real pissy, they potty (hey, hey)
I'm finna pull up in Benz, no Audi (oh, no-no-no)
No-no-no, we don't know nobody
Twenty bad bitches, they all in the lobby
Gettin' rich just like this, it's a hobby (ayy)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body (hey, hey)
Pull off in a Tonka, yeah, this a big body (ayy)
Big body, big body, big body, big body
If everybody could get lit just like this
Then they would and they wouldn't even tell none about it
Say it again for the kids that just doubted
Rock that YSL, they love when I cop it
I was cleanin' up, yeah, I call that scrubbin'
I made her cut ties with her buddy
Go 'head chop 'em up like Paul Bunyan
Let it go, let it bang
Writer: Javier Mercado, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
On tha line
Yeah, how does he does it? (Rah, yeah)
Stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, 'cause I love it (phew, yeah)
Forty-five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
Yeah, and this money too far, gonna save that shit, I won't touch it (yeah)
Back off a shot, gon' break, kick back like buckets
Snappin' the fakes in my circle like Kit-Kat does it
I can take your lil' bitch if I want to, yeah, but I doesn't (but I doesn't)
I just chopped up the G65
Took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
They ask how the hell I make money
I couldn't even tell 'em 'cause I don't know how (rah)
Turn up that bih' 'til it blazin', yeah
Turn up the bih' 'til it bounce (yeah)
We too far gone, couldn't save that shit
So Perc'd out, yeah, on the couch (yeah, yeah)
I'm a big dog, yeah, you a mouse, yeah
Can't even rock with us, you not a boss, yeah
I done invented this shit, all my sauce, yeah
And I'm gon' rock out at every show, yeah (hold up)
You not my twin, you not my bro (hey, hey)
Everywhere I go, I'm takin' my plug
Yeah, we drippin', it's syrup, that's aight no trippin'
Sippin' on syrup all day, couldn't hold it in, I'm pissin'
He done put everything on the line, on the kid, now he end up missin'
When you got a lot of money comin' in
Then you better start the big tippin' (flip it)
Yeah, how does he does it? (Rah, yeah)
Stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, 'cause I love it (phew, yeah)
Forty-five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
Yeah, and this money too far, gonna save that shit, I won't touch it (yeah)
Back off a shot, gon' break, kick back like buckets
Snappin' the fakes in my circle like Kit-Kat does it
I can take your lil' bitch if I want to, yeah, but I doesn't (but I doesn't)
I just chopped up the G65
Took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
They ask how the hell I make money
I couldn't even tell 'em 'cause I don't know how (rah)
Turn up that bih' 'til it blazin', yeah
Turn up the bih' 'til it bounce (yeah)
We too far gone, couldn't save that shit
So Perc'd out, yeah, on the couch (yeah, yeah)
I'm a big dog, yeah, you a mouse, yeah
Can't even rock with us, you not a boss, yeah
I done invented this shit, all my sauce, yeah
And I'm gon' rock out at every show, yeah
Stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, 'cause I love it (phew, yeah)
Forty-five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
Yeah, and this money too far, gonna save that shit, I won't touch it (yeah)
Back off a shot, gon' break, kick back like buckets
Snappin' the fakes in my circle like Kit-Kat does it
I can take your lil' bitch if I want to, yeah, but I doesn't (but I doesn't)
I just chopped up the G65
Took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
They ask how the hell I make money
I couldn't even tell 'em 'cause I don't know how (rah)
Turn up that bih' 'til it blazin', yeah
Turn up the bih' 'til it bounce (yeah)
We too far gone, couldn't save that shit
So Perc'd out, yeah, on the couch (yeah, yeah)
I'm a big dog, yeah, you a mouse, yeah
Can't even rock with us, you not a boss, yeah
I done invented this shit, all my sauce, yeah
And I'm gon' rock out at every show, yeah (hold up)
You not my twin, you not my bro (hey, hey)
Everywhere I go, I'm takin' my plug
Yeah, we drippin', it's syrup, that's aight no trippin'
Sippin' on syrup all day, couldn't hold it in, I'm pissin'
He done put everything on the line, on the kid, now he end up missin'
When you got a lot of money comin' in
Then you better start the big tippin' (flip it)
Yeah, how does he does it? (Rah, yeah)
Stuck in the mix, mix pills, yeah, 'cause I love it (phew, yeah)
Forty-five seconds, you in and you out for a dozen (phew)
Yeah, and this money too far, gonna save that shit, I won't touch it (yeah)
Back off a shot, gon' break, kick back like buckets
Snappin' the fakes in my circle like Kit-Kat does it
I can take your lil' bitch if I want to, yeah, but I doesn't (but I doesn't)
I just chopped up the G65
Took it straight out the shop, take it back to my house (woo)
They ask how the hell I make money
I couldn't even tell 'em 'cause I don't know how (rah)
Turn up that bih' 'til it blazin', yeah
Turn up the bih' 'til it bounce (yeah)
We too far gone, couldn't save that shit
So Perc'd out, yeah, on the couch (yeah, yeah)
I'm a big dog, yeah, you a mouse, yeah
Can't even rock with us, you not a boss, yeah
I done invented this shit, all my sauce, yeah
And I'm gon' rock out at every show, yeah
Writer: Jonathan Hernandez, Noah Smith, Pablo Sanchez
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Jus better
Yeah, ah
Yeah, ah
Yeah, everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
Everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
I just pulled up and, yeah, broke the lot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and took they spot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and, huh, flexed my guap (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and f*cked they thot (yeah, ah) (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, I just pulled up, pulled up, pulled up, pulled up (yeah, ah)
Yeah, I just pour it up, pour it up (yeah, ah)
Pourin' up a four inside my soda, soda, soda (yeah, ah)
Perform like that, it's over, it's over, it's over (yeah, ah)
I'm crazy, I'm bipolar, bipolar, bipolar (yeah, ah)
Let's get it, let's go, let's turn up (yeah, ah)
(Yeah, ah)
Yeah, everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
Everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Bitch, I'm on the charts, I'm goin' higher than you (yeah, ah)
Bitch, I'm on this plane, I'm flyin' higher than you (yeah, ah)
I just signed a deal, more money than you (yeah, ah)
I been gettin' higher, I'm more junkie than you (yeah, ah)
What you said? (Yeah, ah)
No, no, no, tell me, yeah, yeah, what you said? (Yeah, ah)
We don't be givin' no f*cks, we don't got no respect (yeah, ah)
Yeah, okay, that's cool, I'll leave your ass on read (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
I'm pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, that's what I said (yeah, ah)
I'm pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, that's what I said (yeah, ah)
Yeah, rock these brand new diamonds, yeah, these new baguettes (yeah, ah)
I just walked in with the fire sittin' inside my bag (yeah, ah)
I just told my twizzy get 'em, and guess what? He did (yeah, ah)
Bitch, I'm gon' be countin' up, huh, until I'm dead (yeah, ah)
Like a market, we got chickens, yeah, and we get bread (yeah, ah)
Bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout the whole weekend, she was givin' head (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Got to take a break from (shh)
Got to take a break from everything that cause me stress
Got to take a break from everything that cost me bread
Got to take a break from everything right on the edge
I just pulled up and, yeah, broke the lot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and took they spot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and, huh, flexed my guap (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and f*cked they thot (yeah, ah) (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, I just pulled up, pulled up, pulled up, pulled up (yeah, ah)
Yeah, I just pour it up, pour it up (yeah, ah)
Pourin' up a four inside my soda, soda, soda (yeah, ah)
Perform like that, it's over, it's over, it's over (yeah, ah)
I'm crazy, I'm bipolar, bipolar, bipolar (yeah, ah)
Let's get it, let's go, let's turn up (yeah, ah)
Yeah, ah
Yeah, ah
Yeah
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, ah
Yeah, everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
Everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
I just pulled up and, yeah, broke the lot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and took they spot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and, huh, flexed my guap (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and f*cked they thot (yeah, ah) (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, I just pulled up, pulled up, pulled up, pulled up (yeah, ah)
Yeah, I just pour it up, pour it up (yeah, ah)
Pourin' up a four inside my soda, soda, soda (yeah, ah)
Perform like that, it's over, it's over, it's over (yeah, ah)
I'm crazy, I'm bipolar, bipolar, bipolar (yeah, ah)
Let's get it, let's go, let's turn up (yeah, ah)
(Yeah, ah)
Yeah, everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
Everything I'm doin' is just better than you (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Bitch, I'm on the charts, I'm goin' higher than you (yeah, ah)
Bitch, I'm on this plane, I'm flyin' higher than you (yeah, ah)
I just signed a deal, more money than you (yeah, ah)
I been gettin' higher, I'm more junkie than you (yeah, ah)
What you said? (Yeah, ah)
No, no, no, tell me, yeah, yeah, what you said? (Yeah, ah)
We don't be givin' no f*cks, we don't got no respect (yeah, ah)
Yeah, okay, that's cool, I'll leave your ass on read (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
I'm pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, that's what I said (yeah, ah)
I'm pullin' up in Tonkas, bitch, that's what I said (yeah, ah)
Yeah, rock these brand new diamonds, yeah, these new baguettes (yeah, ah)
I just walked in with the fire sittin' inside my bag (yeah, ah)
I just told my twizzy get 'em, and guess what? He did (yeah, ah)
Bitch, I'm gon' be countin' up, huh, until I'm dead (yeah, ah)
Like a market, we got chickens, yeah, and we get bread (yeah, ah)
Bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout the whole weekend, she was givin' head (yeah, ah)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Got to take a break from (shh)
Got to take a break from everything that cause me stress
Got to take a break from everything that cost me bread
Got to take a break from everything right on the edge
I just pulled up and, yeah, broke the lot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and took they spot (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and, huh, flexed my guap (yeah, ah)
I just pulled up and f*cked they thot (yeah, ah) (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, I just pulled up, pulled up, pulled up, pulled up (yeah, ah)
Yeah, I just pour it up, pour it up (yeah, ah)
Pourin' up a four inside my soda, soda, soda (yeah, ah)
Perform like that, it's over, it's over, it's over (yeah, ah)
I'm crazy, I'm bipolar, bipolar, bipolar (yeah, ah)
Let's get it, let's go, let's turn up (yeah, ah)
Yeah, ah
Yeah, ah
Yeah
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Writer: Akos Maluzsak, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump (jump)
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump (yeah)
I tell you to turn this shit up and you better jump (yeah)
If I see that fence you know I'ma do it, you know I'ma jump (yeah)
I just been high, I don't get drunk, yeah
We just be drivin', yeah, with a Glock in the trunk, yeah
We just been flyin', yeah, feel like the sun
Woke up on, took me an X, feel like the warden I took me some
Yeah, I don't even know you, who they is? I don't know nothin'
Yeah, talk to my demon, told him what's up, he just be gone (oh)
Walked inside the building trippin', killed it like a mink coat, yeah
Someone said I'm 'bout the greatest, I'm 'bout a mean flow (yeah)
F*ckin' on your thot, f*ckin' on your thot, she a team ho (ho)
Ridin' round with the bugs, yeah, we got the pole (yeah)
Ridin' round with the goats, yeah, we in control (yeah)
Ridin' round, we just ridin' round with a hunnid round, yeah
Bitch I touched a milli', yeah, ridin' by my self now (self)
Pulled up on the f*ckin' scene, but it's not a playground (ah)
I don't give f*ck 'bout what you sayin', yeah, what you said now?
You don't make more money than me, you gotta sit down, yeah
You tried to steal my swag from me, you gotta sit down
The Tonka fit so many, it still can't fit in (yeah)
What's that shit? Oh, that's my nut your bitch was drinkin' (yeah)
I ain't even readin' his posts like that, I rap what I'm thinkin' (yeah)
My twizzy pull up with a hundred round drum (brrt)
And he cook his ass just like some bacon (yeah)
And you don't be doin' 'bout none of these drugs
That you rappin' 'bout, you just be fakin' (yeah)
I hop on the beat, and I turn this shit up
Then I take a Perc, go on vacation (yeah)
This shit that I'm doin' not difficult now
So I don't be havin' celebrations (yeah)
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump (jump)
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump (yeah)
I tell you to turn this shit up and you better jump (yeah)
If I see that fence you know I'ma do it, you know I'ma jump (yeah)
I just been high, I don't get drunk, yeah
We just be drivin', yeah, with a Glock in the trunk, yeah
We just been flyin', yeah, feel like the sun
Woke up on, took me an X, feel like the warden I took me some
Yeah, I don't even know you, who they is? I don't know nothin'
Yeah, talk to my demon, told him what's up, he just be gone (oh)
Walked inside the building trippin', killed it like a mink coat, yeah
Someone said I'm 'bout the greatest, I'm 'bout a mean flow (yeah)
F*ckin' on your thot, f*ckin' on your thot, she a team ho (ho)
Jump, jump, jump (jump)
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump (yeah)
I tell you to turn this shit up and you better jump (yeah)
If I see that fence you know I'ma do it, you know I'ma jump (yeah)
I just been high, I don't get drunk, yeah
We just be drivin', yeah, with a Glock in the trunk, yeah
We just been flyin', yeah, feel like the sun
Woke up on, took me an X, feel like the warden I took me some
Yeah, I don't even know you, who they is? I don't know nothin'
Yeah, talk to my demon, told him what's up, he just be gone (oh)
Walked inside the building trippin', killed it like a mink coat, yeah
Someone said I'm 'bout the greatest, I'm 'bout a mean flow (yeah)
F*ckin' on your thot, f*ckin' on your thot, she a team ho (ho)
Ridin' round with the bugs, yeah, we got the pole (yeah)
Ridin' round with the goats, yeah, we in control (yeah)
Ridin' round, we just ridin' round with a hunnid round, yeah
Bitch I touched a milli', yeah, ridin' by my self now (self)
Pulled up on the f*ckin' scene, but it's not a playground (ah)
I don't give f*ck 'bout what you sayin', yeah, what you said now?
You don't make more money than me, you gotta sit down, yeah
You tried to steal my swag from me, you gotta sit down
The Tonka fit so many, it still can't fit in (yeah)
What's that shit? Oh, that's my nut your bitch was drinkin' (yeah)
I ain't even readin' his posts like that, I rap what I'm thinkin' (yeah)
My twizzy pull up with a hundred round drum (brrt)
And he cook his ass just like some bacon (yeah)
And you don't be doin' 'bout none of these drugs
That you rappin' 'bout, you just be fakin' (yeah)
I hop on the beat, and I turn this shit up
Then I take a Perc, go on vacation (yeah)
This shit that I'm doin' not difficult now
So I don't be havin' celebrations (yeah)
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump (jump)
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump
(I need you to) jump, jump, jump (yeah)
I tell you to turn this shit up and you better jump (yeah)
If I see that fence you know I'ma do it, you know I'ma jump (yeah)
I just been high, I don't get drunk, yeah
We just be drivin', yeah, with a Glock in the trunk, yeah
We just been flyin', yeah, feel like the sun
Woke up on, took me an X, feel like the warden I took me some
Yeah, I don't even know you, who they is? I don't know nothin'
Yeah, talk to my demon, told him what's up, he just be gone (oh)
Walked inside the building trippin', killed it like a mink coat, yeah
Someone said I'm 'bout the greatest, I'm 'bout a mean flow (yeah)
F*ckin' on your thot, f*ckin' on your thot, she a team ho (ho)
Writer: Javier Mercado, Matthew Gomez, Noah Smith, Robert Ferguson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dnt lie
I just went up on the list, yeah
Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time)
Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (no lie)
I'm f*ckin' my money, blow a kiss (no lie)
I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em
I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em
Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
I just get high then I rev' it out
We take this shit to your mommy's house
I just get high, I don't map it out
Bitch, I took the plan on a different route
Pull up to the city, we knock out the show
We tellin' these pussies to move around
I just got off the phone with Eliantte
Told me check him, and then it's a eighty-ball
No, you can't f*ck with the mob (okay, okay, okay)
No, you can't f*ck with the God
Seen your broke ass in your hometown, seen your ass workin' a job
I hit the bank with any amount, I'm knowin' they pullin' it out (ooh, yeah)
I'm tellin' you this shit ain't fine as it gets (yeah)
I'm tellin' you this shit ain't fine, this shit ain't (yeah)
I'm tellin' you don't waste my time, I tell it again (yeah)
Yeah, I'm tellin' you I'm parked outside, it's harder to get (yeah)
Got a G63 on the coupe, got a Glock 23, the swoop
He get jumped out, yeah, no rule
It's a back order, baby, get loot
Got twizz army, bitch, we got troops
Feel like Toys R Us with coupes
Got some Hi-Tech red sittin' in my juice
Super boy syrup, bouta get it, get loose
I just went up on the list, yeah
Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time)
Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (no lie)
I'm f*ckin' my money, blow a kiss (no lie)
I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em
I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em
Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
I hit the back-back too, yeah, what's in the backpack, boo? Yeah
Chanel, Number (N)ine on the group, yeah
Pull up, I'm takin' the loot
Lil' bitch, I'm on the Percs, I been noddin' off
I can't feel nothin', I can't feel at all
You gotta tell me somethin' if you tell it all
You a snitch, yeah, you a tattler
Everything around me flawless, yeah, every diamond on me flawless
I'm rich, I don't need dollars, yeah
All my guys really ballers, yeah
They bitin' the swag, lingo, like piranhas
Who said the demon really is a monster?
You is not real, you is an imposter
That pussy play dead like that bitch a possum
I don't feel nothin' at all, I just been vibed out
We don't f*cks with law, yeah, we gon' slide out
You a broke boy, don't get involved, you can't ride around
Most of y'all really be bitches, I can't f*ck with y'all
I just went up on the list, yeah
Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time)
Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (no lie)
I'm f*ckin' my money, blow a kiss (no lie)
I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em
I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em
Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
No
Don't lie
Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time)
Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (no lie)
I'm f*ckin' my money, blow a kiss (no lie)
I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em
I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em
Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
I just get high then I rev' it out
We take this shit to your mommy's house
I just get high, I don't map it out
Bitch, I took the plan on a different route
Pull up to the city, we knock out the show
We tellin' these pussies to move around
I just got off the phone with Eliantte
Told me check him, and then it's a eighty-ball
No, you can't f*ck with the mob (okay, okay, okay)
No, you can't f*ck with the God
Seen your broke ass in your hometown, seen your ass workin' a job
I hit the bank with any amount, I'm knowin' they pullin' it out (ooh, yeah)
I'm tellin' you this shit ain't fine as it gets (yeah)
I'm tellin' you this shit ain't fine, this shit ain't (yeah)
I'm tellin' you don't waste my time, I tell it again (yeah)
Yeah, I'm tellin' you I'm parked outside, it's harder to get (yeah)
Got a G63 on the coupe, got a Glock 23, the swoop
He get jumped out, yeah, no rule
It's a back order, baby, get loot
Got twizz army, bitch, we got troops
Feel like Toys R Us with coupes
Got some Hi-Tech red sittin' in my juice
Super boy syrup, bouta get it, get loose
I just went up on the list, yeah
Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time)
Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (no lie)
I'm f*ckin' my money, blow a kiss (no lie)
I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em
I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em
Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
I hit the back-back too, yeah, what's in the backpack, boo? Yeah
Chanel, Number (N)ine on the group, yeah
Pull up, I'm takin' the loot
Lil' bitch, I'm on the Percs, I been noddin' off
I can't feel nothin', I can't feel at all
You gotta tell me somethin' if you tell it all
You a snitch, yeah, you a tattler
Everything around me flawless, yeah, every diamond on me flawless
I'm rich, I don't need dollars, yeah
All my guys really ballers, yeah
They bitin' the swag, lingo, like piranhas
Who said the demon really is a monster?
You is not real, you is an imposter
That pussy play dead like that bitch a possum
I don't feel nothin' at all, I just been vibed out
We don't f*cks with law, yeah, we gon' slide out
You a broke boy, don't get involved, you can't ride around
Most of y'all really be bitches, I can't f*ck with y'all
I just went up on the list, yeah
Bitch, I went doubled my wrist (time)
Lil' buddy smokin' on piss (no lie)
I'm f*ckin' my money, blow a kiss (no lie)
I ain't have Percs all day, I, I gotta get 'em
I know they took my wave, I gotta, I gotta split 'em
Why would I tell you to get in this GLE Tonka then swerve? Yeah
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
Why would I tell you to move these stacks for me? You know why
Why would I tell you to move these packs for me? No, don't lie
No
Don't lie
Writer: Bennett W. Pepple, Isaac Earl Bynum, Jonah Abraham, Noah Olivier Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Rollin
(Your thottie gon' give me the brain)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Walked inside this bitch, I'm just two steppin', ball on everyone
Went and got a bag, I ran it up, then flipped off everyone
I just got these racks, I boosted up 'cause I'm not real or some
Shooter ready to go, they ready to blast, they hit up everyone
Every time I didn't give a shit, I still went number one (one)
And my pockets filled with money, bitch, they f*ckin' shmunked (yeah)
I just pulled up out to Paris, then hit Saint Laurent (West)
We heard you still live with your parents, you a f*ckin' bum (lil' bum)
No, you not been smokin' no gas, you not smokin' no Runtz (huh)
I ain't never gon' tell you twice, only gon' tell you once
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' off the molly
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' in the big body
Rollin', I'm just rollin'
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was sellin' (yeah)
I heard you was tellin', we heard you was just snitchin'
Can't rock with us, we too felonious (yeah)
Everything I do be goin' viral
My fans just like a cult, they read my Bible
Bitch you think you really rich, you just been lied to (why?)
I'm just swervin' in the coupe, just hit up the block (yeah)
F*ckin' on my thot, made her sip the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, I can't f*ck with you at all
We might test you, I just wanna vibe
Yeah, I just wanna flex, but I'm not gon' crawl
Yeah, a thief in the night, bitch, that pussy gon' call
Yeah, even though you was a hater, you still at my show
Pulled my shit out on her back, then I bust a nut, yeah, then I told her to go
Yeah, I don't be f*cking with no nobody, they just be sniffin' that shit like its snow
They snipin' that shit like a globe
FN my finger, that bih like a pole
Yeah, I'm about to blow
Time for me to go up, I'm about to explode
I'm 'bout to expose 'em
Osama bin-Laden, my bro
No, I can't wife me a ho
Chill with my brother, my twizz, my bro
Big body stizz, or the Benz, or the big body Lamb', boy, that bitch 'bout to (brrt)
Yeah, I just pulled up like a yankee
In London might shank you, the bitch 'bout to (brrt)
Yeah, I'm 'bout to slice you, I'm 'bout to dice you, it's not nice yeah
Put you inside of a bag, then fill it with rice, set it alight
I just went doubled my money, then I f*cked it up again, made it go thrice
Yeah, I ain't even roll with nobody at all, so stop callin' my phone, no advice
All of my diamonds, they smackin' the shit out of you like the motherf*ckin' lights
All of y'all really been buggin' me, yeah, like some motherf*ckin' lice
Me and my twizzies insane, we are not nice
Your thottie gon' give me the brain, she suck it all night
(Your thottie gon' give me the brain)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Walked inside this bitch, I'm just two steppin', ball on everyone
Went and got a bag, I ran it up, then flipped off everyone
I just got these racks, I boosted up 'cause I'm not real or some
Shooter ready to go, they ready to blast, they hit up everyone
Every time I didn't give a shit, I still went number one (one)
And my pockets filled with money, bitch, they f*ckin' shmunked (yeah)
I just pulled up out to Paris, then hit Saint Laurent (West)
We heard you still live with your parents, you a f*ckin' bum (lil' bum)
No, you not been smokin' no gas, you not smokin' no Runtz (huh)
I ain't never gon' tell you twice, only gon' tell you once
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' off the molly
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' in the big body
Rollin', I'm just rollin'
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was sellin' (yeah)
I heard you was tellin', we heard you was just snitchin'
Can't rock with us, we too felonious (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Walked inside this bitch, I'm just two steppin', ball on everyone
Went and got a bag, I ran it up, then flipped off everyone
I just got these racks, I boosted up 'cause I'm not real or some
Shooter ready to go, they ready to blast, they hit up everyone
Every time I didn't give a shit, I still went number one (one)
And my pockets filled with money, bitch, they f*ckin' shmunked (yeah)
I just pulled up out to Paris, then hit Saint Laurent (West)
We heard you still live with your parents, you a f*ckin' bum (lil' bum)
No, you not been smokin' no gas, you not smokin' no Runtz (huh)
I ain't never gon' tell you twice, only gon' tell you once
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' off the molly
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' in the big body
Rollin', I'm just rollin'
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was sellin' (yeah)
I heard you was tellin', we heard you was just snitchin'
Can't rock with us, we too felonious (yeah)
Everything I do be goin' viral
My fans just like a cult, they read my Bible
Bitch you think you really rich, you just been lied to (why?)
I'm just swervin' in the coupe, just hit up the block (yeah)
F*ckin' on my thot, made her sip the Wock'
She suckin' on my cock, she do that a lot
Yeah, I can't f*ck with you at all
We might test you, I just wanna vibe
Yeah, I just wanna flex, but I'm not gon' crawl
Yeah, a thief in the night, bitch, that pussy gon' call
Yeah, even though you was a hater, you still at my show
Pulled my shit out on her back, then I bust a nut, yeah, then I told her to go
Yeah, I don't be f*cking with no nobody, they just be sniffin' that shit like its snow
They snipin' that shit like a globe
FN my finger, that bih like a pole
Yeah, I'm about to blow
Time for me to go up, I'm about to explode
I'm 'bout to expose 'em
Osama bin-Laden, my bro
No, I can't wife me a ho
Chill with my brother, my twizz, my bro
Big body stizz, or the Benz, or the big body Lamb', boy, that bitch 'bout to (brrt)
Yeah, I just pulled up like a yankee
In London might shank you, the bitch 'bout to (brrt)
Yeah, I'm 'bout to slice you, I'm 'bout to dice you, it's not nice yeah
Put you inside of a bag, then fill it with rice, set it alight
I just went doubled my money, then I f*cked it up again, made it go thrice
Yeah, I ain't even roll with nobody at all, so stop callin' my phone, no advice
All of my diamonds, they smackin' the shit out of you like the motherf*ckin' lights
All of y'all really been buggin' me, yeah, like some motherf*ckin' lice
Me and my twizzies insane, we are not nice
Your thottie gon' give me the brain, she suck it all night
(Your thottie gon' give me the brain)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Walked inside this bitch, I'm just two steppin', ball on everyone
Went and got a bag, I ran it up, then flipped off everyone
I just got these racks, I boosted up 'cause I'm not real or some
Shooter ready to go, they ready to blast, they hit up everyone
Every time I didn't give a shit, I still went number one (one)
And my pockets filled with money, bitch, they f*ckin' shmunked (yeah)
I just pulled up out to Paris, then hit Saint Laurent (West)
We heard you still live with your parents, you a f*ckin' bum (lil' bum)
No, you not been smokin' no gas, you not smokin' no Runtz (huh)
I ain't never gon' tell you twice, only gon' tell you once
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' off the molly
Rollin', I'm just rollin', I'm just rollin' in the big body
Rollin', I'm just rollin'
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was sellin' (yeah)
I heard you was tellin', we heard you was just snitchin'
Can't rock with us, we too felonious (yeah)
Writer: Abdul Moiz, Noah Smith, Robert Jurado
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Taliban
I just walk in with the Taliban (BenjiCold, why you icy?) (Woo)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, ayy, I'm rockin' Chane'-ne, Dior the lens
(We got diamonds on us, on all the bands)
Yeah, I got the Tonka outside (woo)
I got these thots outside (ayy)
I'm on a Perc inside
I'ma geek up, ruin my life (yeah)
I'm on the phone with my demon (hey)
Poured a three in that bitch, that bitch bleedin' (ayy)
Mix it with the Perc, bitch, I been leanin', yeah
Pull up to the show, broke the ceilin' (yeah)
I'm in NY as high as the buildings
You a bitch, you just be in your feelings
I just pulled out the Lamb' and they billed me (ayy)
Yeah, tell me what ya said? (BenjiCold, why you icy?) (Ayy)
I went and put that bitch on, but I left her on read (ugh)
Bitch, just been loco on Percs, and some of 'em sittin' on my bed (ugh)
I don't do nothin' for nobody, bitches, they hear when I'm pressed (ugh)
We just been sending out packs
And we just be high all day (hey)
We only been speakin' 'em facts (huh)
And y'all like to lie all day (cap)
We really be gettin' them racks (yeag)
And y'all like to hide all day (hey)
These bitches really love us, no cappers (no cappers)
They all 'bout to come our way (woo)
I ain't even talkin' 'bout shit, I'm just talkin' 'bout life
I'm just talkin' 'bout facts all day (woo)
I ain't even take yo' bitch, that bitch took me and she suck my soul away
I really just ran it the f*ck up, I just made some M's, yeah, and I stayed out the way
Everything we do is real, we makin' some money, bitch, we don't got time to play
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was (ugh)
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was, you not nobody (ugh)
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was, ho, not yo' buddy (ugh)
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was, ho, you don't got no money (ugh)
Tell 'em I'd do it again (f*ck 'em), tell 'em it's f*ck on they friends (f*ck 'em)
I got diamonds on my arm (yeah), I got diamonds on my lens (yeah)
All y'all rockin' is some Rick (some Rick), they don't got no fashion sense (lame)
Got no time to take a pic' (pic'), I got time to f*ck her friend (hey)
I got time to buy the Benz (ugh), bitch, I did this shit the best
Bust a nut up on her chest, now that girl not playin' chess (yeah)
Is you doin' what I told you? Is you doin' what I said? (Ayy)
It ain't shit for me to hold you, all I do is count the bread (go)
I just walk in with the Taliban (BenjiCold, why you icy?) (Woo)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, ayy, I'm rockin' Chane'-ne, Dior the lens
(We got diamonds on us, on all the bands)
Yeah, I got the Tonka outside (woo)
I got these thots outside (ayy)
I'm on a Perc inside
I'ma geek up, ruin my life (yeah)
I'm on the phone with my demon (hey)
Poured a three in that bitch, that bitch bleedin' (ayy)
Mix it with the Perc, bitch, I been leanin', yeah
Pulled up to the show, broke the ceilin' (yeah)
I'm in NY as high as the buildings
You a bitch, you just be in your feelings
I just pulled out the Lamb' and they billed me (ayy)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, ayy, I'm rockin' Chane'-ne, Dior the lens
(We got diamonds on us, on all the bands)
Yeah, I got the Tonka outside (woo)
I got these thots outside (ayy)
I'm on a Perc inside
I'ma geek up, ruin my life (yeah)
I'm on the phone with my demon (hey)
Poured a three in that bitch, that bitch bleedin' (ayy)
Mix it with the Perc, bitch, I been leanin', yeah
Pull up to the show, broke the ceilin' (yeah)
I'm in NY as high as the buildings
You a bitch, you just be in your feelings
I just pulled out the Lamb' and they billed me (ayy)
Yeah, tell me what ya said? (BenjiCold, why you icy?) (Ayy)
I went and put that bitch on, but I left her on read (ugh)
Bitch, just been loco on Percs, and some of 'em sittin' on my bed (ugh)
I don't do nothin' for nobody, bitches, they hear when I'm pressed (ugh)
We just been sending out packs
And we just be high all day (hey)
We only been speakin' 'em facts (huh)
And y'all like to lie all day (cap)
We really be gettin' them racks (yeag)
And y'all like to hide all day (hey)
These bitches really love us, no cappers (no cappers)
They all 'bout to come our way (woo)
I ain't even talkin' 'bout shit, I'm just talkin' 'bout life
I'm just talkin' 'bout facts all day (woo)
I ain't even take yo' bitch, that bitch took me and she suck my soul away
I really just ran it the f*ck up, I just made some M's, yeah, and I stayed out the way
Everything we do is real, we makin' some money, bitch, we don't got time to play
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was (ugh)
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was, you not nobody (ugh)
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was, ho, not yo' buddy (ugh)
I don't know what the f*ck you thought this was, ho, you don't got no money (ugh)
Tell 'em I'd do it again (f*ck 'em), tell 'em it's f*ck on they friends (f*ck 'em)
I got diamonds on my arm (yeah), I got diamonds on my lens (yeah)
All y'all rockin' is some Rick (some Rick), they don't got no fashion sense (lame)
Got no time to take a pic' (pic'), I got time to f*ck her friend (hey)
I got time to buy the Benz (ugh), bitch, I did this shit the best
Bust a nut up on her chest, now that girl not playin' chess (yeah)
Is you doin' what I told you? Is you doin' what I said? (Ayy)
It ain't shit for me to hold you, all I do is count the bread (go)
I just walk in with the Taliban (BenjiCold, why you icy?) (Woo)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, I just walked in with the Taliban (woo)
Ayy, ayy, I'm rockin' Chane'-ne, Dior the lens
(We got diamonds on us, on all the bands)
Yeah, I got the Tonka outside (woo)
I got these thots outside (ayy)
I'm on a Perc inside
I'ma geek up, ruin my life (yeah)
I'm on the phone with my demon (hey)
Poured a three in that bitch, that bitch bleedin' (ayy)
Mix it with the Perc, bitch, I been leanin', yeah
Pulled up to the show, broke the ceilin' (yeah)
I'm in NY as high as the buildings
You a bitch, you just be in your feelings
I just pulled out the Lamb' and they billed me (ayy)
Writer: James III Addison, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Narcoticz
Noddin' off the Percs, I swear I love it
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money comin' in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (uh, uh)
F*ck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
Good college
She got good brain, she got good knowledge (yeah)
Yeah, close one eye, I'm illuminati (illuminati)
We been movin' dope, movin' narcotics (yeah)
Yeah, take a lot of Percs, I been out my body
I take more Xans, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Pour another deuce, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Bad bitches, yeah, and they all hotties (all hotties)
Big bodies, hydraulics (hydraulics)
Big Tonka, stretch 'em out
Put 'em up, get 'em gone (yeah)
Take a Perc (yeah), feelin' gone (yeah)
Whole world gettin' smacked
Yeah, y'all get smacked
And the drank just like some craft (craft)
We don't talk about it like that
Big slow on prescription meds
I just pulled up with the Christian, yes
Told the bitch she get the new Hermès
I don't know nobody, I'm stressed
Four months I was on the X (on the X)
If you don't know about it, don't guess
Her head go back, PEZ, yeah
Pulled it out, bust on her head, yeah
I just pulled up on her, yeah, yeah
I just pull up on her, yeah, yeah
Juggin' out, we hit 'em hard for money
Comin' out, we hear them all comin'
They said that they is not scared, they runnin'
I don't got time to talk, I just make money
Y'all jokes, I find a lot of y'all funny (ha)
Snot nose, pull up on them, they do bunny
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm not your twizz, lil' bitch, I'm not your buddy
Uh-uh, uh-uh, say it again, not your kid, not your Cudi
Noddin' off the Percs, I swear I love it (swear I love it)
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money comin' in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (uh)
You don't fit inside this squad or this bubble
F*ck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
Good college
She got good brain, she got good knowledge (yeah)
Yeah, close one eye, I'm illuminati (illuminati)
We been movin' dope, movin' narcotics (yeah)
Yeah, take a lot of Percs, I been out my body
I take more Xans, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Pour another deuce, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Bad bitches, yeah, and they all hotties (all hotties)
Big bodies, hydraulics
Big Tonka, stretch 'em out
Put 'em up, get 'em gone
Take a Perc, feelin' gone
Whole world gettin' smacked (smacked)
Yeah, y'all get smacked (smacked)
And the drank just like some craft (craft)
We don't talk about it like that
You can get smacked with this TEC
Most of these niggas go tit for tat
I run through bitches, they trends, I'm into that
I posted in the hills, do you know where I'm livin' at, ha
Told her to hand me my med' box
You hang with narcissists, I want the narcotics
I got a hot head but swear that I'm cold hearted (hey)
Touch one my brothers, I swear I'ma die 'bout it
Don't get in that SUV 'cause you can't hide 'bout it
I got me a bigger, I roll with a wide body
She tryna get close but my eyes goin' farsighted
And everythin' we been through, it's been a hard time (time)
Hop out a four-door, I know you not into that
That boy got an old gun, it's a gen three
Bitches checkin' in my room before checkin' me
Told her to Perc' me up, y'all niggas fentanyl
Had a hundred K in my backpack and I spend it all
I'd rather not go in the BM then spend it all
My plug dropped the P's and I get it gone (get it gone)
Get it gone (get it gone)
They said that they is not scared, they runnin'
I don't got time to talk, I just make money
Y'all jokes, I find a lot of y'all funny (ah)
Snot nose, pull up on them, they do bunny
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm not your twizz, lil' bitch, I'm not your buddy
Uh-uh, uh-uh, say it again, not your kid, not your cuddy
Noddin' off the Percs, I swear I love it
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money comin' in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (uh)
You don't fit inside this squad or this bubble
F*ck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money comin' in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (uh, uh)
F*ck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
Good college
She got good brain, she got good knowledge (yeah)
Yeah, close one eye, I'm illuminati (illuminati)
We been movin' dope, movin' narcotics (yeah)
Yeah, take a lot of Percs, I been out my body
I take more Xans, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Pour another deuce, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Bad bitches, yeah, and they all hotties (all hotties)
Big bodies, hydraulics (hydraulics)
Big Tonka, stretch 'em out
Put 'em up, get 'em gone (yeah)
Take a Perc (yeah), feelin' gone (yeah)
Whole world gettin' smacked
Yeah, y'all get smacked
And the drank just like some craft (craft)
We don't talk about it like that
Big slow on prescription meds
I just pulled up with the Christian, yes
Told the bitch she get the new Hermès
I don't know nobody, I'm stressed
Four months I was on the X (on the X)
If you don't know about it, don't guess
Her head go back, PEZ, yeah
Pulled it out, bust on her head, yeah
I just pulled up on her, yeah, yeah
I just pull up on her, yeah, yeah
Juggin' out, we hit 'em hard for money
Comin' out, we hear them all comin'
They said that they is not scared, they runnin'
I don't got time to talk, I just make money
Y'all jokes, I find a lot of y'all funny (ha)
Snot nose, pull up on them, they do bunny
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm not your twizz, lil' bitch, I'm not your buddy
Uh-uh, uh-uh, say it again, not your kid, not your Cudi
Noddin' off the Percs, I swear I love it (swear I love it)
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money comin' in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (uh)
You don't fit inside this squad or this bubble
F*ck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
Good college
She got good brain, she got good knowledge (yeah)
Yeah, close one eye, I'm illuminati (illuminati)
We been movin' dope, movin' narcotics (yeah)
Yeah, take a lot of Percs, I been out my body
I take more Xans, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Pour another deuce, yeah, narcotics (narcotics)
Bad bitches, yeah, and they all hotties (all hotties)
Big bodies, hydraulics
Big Tonka, stretch 'em out
Put 'em up, get 'em gone
Take a Perc, feelin' gone
Whole world gettin' smacked (smacked)
Yeah, y'all get smacked (smacked)
And the drank just like some craft (craft)
We don't talk about it like that
You can get smacked with this TEC
Most of these niggas go tit for tat
I run through bitches, they trends, I'm into that
I posted in the hills, do you know where I'm livin' at, ha
Told her to hand me my med' box
You hang with narcissists, I want the narcotics
I got a hot head but swear that I'm cold hearted (hey)
Touch one my brothers, I swear I'ma die 'bout it
Don't get in that SUV 'cause you can't hide 'bout it
I got me a bigger, I roll with a wide body
She tryna get close but my eyes goin' farsighted
And everythin' we been through, it's been a hard time (time)
Hop out a four-door, I know you not into that
That boy got an old gun, it's a gen three
Bitches checkin' in my room before checkin' me
Told her to Perc' me up, y'all niggas fentanyl
Had a hundred K in my backpack and I spend it all
I'd rather not go in the BM then spend it all
My plug dropped the P's and I get it gone (get it gone)
Get it gone (get it gone)
They said that they is not scared, they runnin'
I don't got time to talk, I just make money
Y'all jokes, I find a lot of y'all funny (ah)
Snot nose, pull up on them, they do bunny
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'm not your twizz, lil' bitch, I'm not your buddy
Uh-uh, uh-uh, say it again, not your kid, not your cuddy
Noddin' off the Percs, I swear I love it
I'ma geek up, baby, tell me who doesn't
No, don't lie about the money comin' in
We see it all, yeah, you did not double (uh)
You don't fit inside this squad or this bubble
F*ck 12, yeah, we always in trouble
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, let's go
Writer: Javier Mercado, Kele Krishan Cooper, Malachi Green, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Call me
(Rision)
(X8)
Call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, my love
Call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Way too stuck up to be a slut, I need you to call me
I'm too rich, yeah, to give a f*ck so I need you to call me
I ain't readin' all these texts, baby, you need to call me
I ain't never thought I'd fall in love and your love surroundin' me
Anytime I think 'bout f*ckin' I feel you around me
Every time I see your texts, them words arousin' me (yeah)
We both crazy, baby, I know that you want all of me (let's go)
I gotta take a break from Percs, baby, so you can have all of me
Puttin' my soul inside this song, my demons callin' me
I know you wrapped 'round my finger but I still want company
I gotta go and hit the road, baby, 'cause this money callin' me (callin' me)
To be honest, I don't really wanna do it, but these agents callin' me
Yeah, after I go on tour, are you still gon' love on me?
After I showed you the world, are you still gon' love on me?
I already told you that you my girl, you gotta put your trust in me, baby
I ain't never felt no love like this so I let it control on me, lil' baby
Yeah, I won't pass away
Fell in love tomorrow, yeah, I feel a way
I don't want you to go, baby, need you to stay (stay)
All my demons callin', baby, can we pray?
Yeah, you thought I was here, I'm on a realer state
Yeah, went and bought the Tonka, took it out of state
Yeah, goin' state to state, I'm chillin' with my bae
Yeah, fell in love tomorrow, fell in love today
Yeah, I don't know what to do when we makin' mistakes
Yeah, fell in love with these riches, fell in love with my bitch
I can't trust nobody, put no trust in no snitch
Fell in love with the world, just for the way it is
And I fell in love, I want you to get off all of that
Walked inside the buildin', I can't zip that backpack
You say you fell in love then you can't tell me all of that
Every time that we make love, I know you wantin' all of that
Had to take a break from these Percs, baby, I give you all of that
I can't be wastin' no time, lil' bitch, I give you all of me
All that means is you need to just sit back and call on me (call on me)
Call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Way too stuck up to be a slut, I need you to call me
I'm too rich, yeah, to give a f*ck so I need you to call me
I ain't readin' all these texts, baby, you need to call me
I ain't never thought I'd fall in love and your love surroundin' me
Anytime I think 'bout f*ckin' I feel you around me
Every time I see your texts, them words arousin' me
We both crazy, baby, I know that you want all of me (let's go)
I gotta take a break from Percs, baby, so you can have all of me
(X8)
Call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, my love
Call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Way too stuck up to be a slut, I need you to call me
I'm too rich, yeah, to give a f*ck so I need you to call me
I ain't readin' all these texts, baby, you need to call me
I ain't never thought I'd fall in love and your love surroundin' me
Anytime I think 'bout f*ckin' I feel you around me
Every time I see your texts, them words arousin' me (yeah)
We both crazy, baby, I know that you want all of me (let's go)
I gotta take a break from Percs, baby, so you can have all of me
Puttin' my soul inside this song, my demons callin' me
I know you wrapped 'round my finger but I still want company
I gotta go and hit the road, baby, 'cause this money callin' me (callin' me)
To be honest, I don't really wanna do it, but these agents callin' me
Yeah, after I go on tour, are you still gon' love on me?
After I showed you the world, are you still gon' love on me?
I already told you that you my girl, you gotta put your trust in me, baby
I ain't never felt no love like this so I let it control on me, lil' baby
Yeah, I won't pass away
Fell in love tomorrow, yeah, I feel a way
I don't want you to go, baby, need you to stay (stay)
All my demons callin', baby, can we pray?
Yeah, you thought I was here, I'm on a realer state
Yeah, went and bought the Tonka, took it out of state
Yeah, goin' state to state, I'm chillin' with my bae
Yeah, fell in love tomorrow, fell in love today
Yeah, I don't know what to do when we makin' mistakes
Yeah, fell in love with these riches, fell in love with my bitch
I can't trust nobody, put no trust in no snitch
Fell in love with the world, just for the way it is
And I fell in love, I want you to get off all of that
Walked inside the buildin', I can't zip that backpack
You say you fell in love then you can't tell me all of that
Every time that we make love, I know you wantin' all of that
Had to take a break from these Percs, baby, I give you all of that
I can't be wastin' no time, lil' bitch, I give you all of me
All that means is you need to just sit back and call on me (call on me)
Call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Yeah, call me, yeah, you need to call me (call on me)
Way too stuck up to be a slut, I need you to call me
I'm too rich, yeah, to give a f*ck so I need you to call me
I ain't readin' all these texts, baby, you need to call me
I ain't never thought I'd fall in love and your love surroundin' me
Anytime I think 'bout f*ckin' I feel you around me
Every time I see your texts, them words arousin' me
We both crazy, baby, I know that you want all of me (let's go)
I gotta take a break from Percs, baby, so you can have all of me
Writer: Amen Temesgen, Noah Smith, Robert Jurado
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Kant die
I just been pullin' up shittin' on them all day, I stink (oh)
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (oh)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished (oh)
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished (oh)
Yeah
I just been pullin' up shittin' on them all day, I stink
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished, uh (oh)
You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh
Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip (yeah)
I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists (uh-huh)
I'm in the Hellcat burnin' up, she gon' bite her lip (uh-huh)
And she gon' bite on me, I think she gon' bite my tip (uh-huh), yeah
You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill (uh-huh)
I just pulled off in a GLE
Bitch, I'ma park this shit up right on the curb, yeah
I can't even f*ck with no penny-pinching bitch, it get on my nerve
Pulled up inside of the Lamb', made that bitch turn, made that bitch swerve
I just been clutchin' my Glock, get nervous
Who was the first ones rockin' that turb'?
Who was the first one to do this shit first?
If you keep bitin' my shit, then be worried
I'm finna shag that bitch, I'm finna scurry
I'm finna bust me a nut in a hurry
All of my diamonds, they mixin', McFlurry
Pull up, pull up, creepin', yeah, we lurk, yeah
Spilled him over, make him lurch
Every time I'm in the store, I purchase
I can't ever get off f*ckin' Percs
Every day, I leave the f*ckin' Earth (huh)
Least I'm bein' f*ckin' real with you
Sometimes the truth hurt, yeah
Told my dawg I'll split a meal with you
All my twizzies come first, yeah
Told you that I keep it real with you
How the hell you made it worse? Yeah
How the hell you turn your back on us?
How the hell you stealin' Percs, dawg?
I just been pullin' up shittin' on them all day, I stink (oh)
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (oh)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished (oh)
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished (oh)
Yeah
I just been pullin' up shittin' on them all day, I stink
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished, uh (oh)
You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh
Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip (yeah)
I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists (uh-huh)
I'm in the Hellcat burnin' up, she gon' bite her lip (uh-huh)
And she gon' bite on me, I think she gon' bite my tip (uh-huh), yeah
You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill (uh-huh)
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Oh
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (oh)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished (oh)
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished (oh)
Yeah
I just been pullin' up shittin' on them all day, I stink
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished, uh (oh)
You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh
Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip (yeah)
I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists (uh-huh)
I'm in the Hellcat burnin' up, she gon' bite her lip (uh-huh)
And she gon' bite on me, I think she gon' bite my tip (uh-huh), yeah
You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill (uh-huh)
I just pulled off in a GLE
Bitch, I'ma park this shit up right on the curb, yeah
I can't even f*ck with no penny-pinching bitch, it get on my nerve
Pulled up inside of the Lamb', made that bitch turn, made that bitch swerve
I just been clutchin' my Glock, get nervous
Who was the first ones rockin' that turb'?
Who was the first one to do this shit first?
If you keep bitin' my shit, then be worried
I'm finna shag that bitch, I'm finna scurry
I'm finna bust me a nut in a hurry
All of my diamonds, they mixin', McFlurry
Pull up, pull up, creepin', yeah, we lurk, yeah
Spilled him over, make him lurch
Every time I'm in the store, I purchase
I can't ever get off f*ckin' Percs
Every day, I leave the f*ckin' Earth (huh)
Least I'm bein' f*ckin' real with you
Sometimes the truth hurt, yeah
Told my dawg I'll split a meal with you
All my twizzies come first, yeah
Told you that I keep it real with you
How the hell you made it worse? Yeah
How the hell you turn your back on us?
How the hell you stealin' Percs, dawg?
I just been pullin' up shittin' on them all day, I stink (oh)
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (oh)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished (oh)
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished (oh)
Yeah
I just been pullin' up shittin' on them all day, I stink
Yeah, I rock Chane'-ne', Double C, with that bitch on tint (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I wanna get wet, I wanna get splished
I rock a big Rollie face on me, you can get splished, uh (oh)
You can get ran, uh, uh, you can get splished, uh, uh
Couldn't decide if I put on the jacket or I put on the Ricks (yeah)
Couldn't decide if I bought me the jet or I bought me the flip (yeah)
I don't even know nobody at all, nobody exists (uh-huh)
I'm in the Hellcat burnin' up, she gon' bite her lip (uh-huh)
And she gon' bite on me, I think she gon' bite my tip (uh-huh), yeah
You could meet every one of my diamonds, they all chill (uh-huh)
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Oh
Writer: Colin Franken, Jamarrius Hill, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © LUSH MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Geek high
Yeah, real geekers
I just pulled up with the mob, I just pulled up with the team, yeah (yeah, real geekers)
I just pulled up with the mob on me, got a team, yeah (yeah, real geekers)
I hit up Eliantte, I need diamond rings (yeah, real geekers)
I pop a Tesla, it's helping the climate
I just been geeked up like twenty-four-seven, yeah, twenty-four-seven
Your baby gon' pull up on me, she suck dick, it's like heaven, yeah, it's like heaven
I pour in the 7-Eleven double cup, on my drankie, yeah, drankie
First thing I did in the morning when I woke up
Took a cranky, then I got to the junkie, yeah
It's a geek-out when it get to the weekend
F*ck that, nah, every day I been tweakin'
You better say all that shit if you mean it
I'm on the side of the Benz (skrrt)
Couldn't decide if I'm f*ckin' my thottie or f*ckin' her friends (yeah)
We on this side, we don't think 'bout winnin'
All we do is count up these bands (GOONTEX)
I told these lil' broke boys to go f*ck off, got they advance in my hands, yeah
I like to wake up and geek up, go straight to the sky
I don't got no plans, yeah (nah)
Tapped in with the fashion and I pulled up to fashion week
I been out in France, yeah (yeah)
I don't give a f*ck what you sayin', give f*ck 'bout the critics
I don't care who impressed, yeah (f*ck 'em)
I just pulled up with a YFM hoodie and Issey Miyake the vest, yeah
I gotta call up my main vibe, yeah, she suck dick the best (uh)
I just be geekin' up, so I don't gotta worry, I don't gotta stress (uh), yeah, ah-ah
I just pulled up on your ho, boy, don't tweak
I just pulled up on your gang and they ain't do nothin' to me
He talkin' down on my name but ain't got more money than me
If he talkin' down on my gang, my twizzies gon' pull up and tweek
My twizzies gon' pull up and tweek
If you run, we gon' shoot at your feet
If you run, we gon' shoot-
Put that pussy lil' boy on a tee, turn him to a tattoo
Now it's R.I.P. you, I skrrt off in that coupe
I pulled up with the gnats, I pulled off with your boo
I'm a Rockstar, I rock out, and I do whatever I wanna do
I'm sippin' on drank, I'm sippin' on juice
I popped a G5 to give me a boost
I get high, I don't get tired, I f*ck her 'til she loose
Think I need a massage, think I need a masseuse
My bank account sayin' I don't like savin' hoes
I'm gettin' too much money, you know I can't lose
Yeah, real geekers (yeah)
I just pulled up with the mob
I just pulled up with the team, yeah (yeah, real geekers, I just pulled up with the mob)
I just pulled up with the mob on me, got a team, yeah (yeah, real geekers, mob)
I hit up Eliantte, I need diamond rings (yeah, real geekers, diamonds floss)
I pop a Tesla, it's helpin' the climate
I just been geeked up like twenty-four-seven
Yeah, twenty-four-seven (geeked up, geeked up, geeked up)
Your baby gon' pull up on me, she suck dick
It's like heaven, yeah, it's like heaven (she sucky, sucky me up)
I pour in the 7-Eleven double cup
On my drankie, yeah, drankie (I'm pourin' up this lean, uh)
First thing I did in the morning when I woke up
Took a cranky, then I got to the junkie, yeah
Just pulled up with the mob, I just pulled up with the team
I just pulled up with a freak and she wanna come home and geek
With my twizzy
Yeah
I just pulled up with the mob, I just pulled up with the team, yeah (yeah, real geekers)
I just pulled up with the mob on me, got a team, yeah (yeah, real geekers)
I hit up Eliantte, I need diamond rings (yeah, real geekers)
I pop a Tesla, it's helping the climate
I just been geeked up like twenty-four-seven, yeah, twenty-four-seven
Your baby gon' pull up on me, she suck dick, it's like heaven, yeah, it's like heaven
I pour in the 7-Eleven double cup, on my drankie, yeah, drankie
First thing I did in the morning when I woke up
Took a cranky, then I got to the junkie, yeah
It's a geek-out when it get to the weekend
F*ck that, nah, every day I been tweakin'
You better say all that shit if you mean it
I'm on the side of the Benz (skrrt)
Couldn't decide if I'm f*ckin' my thottie or f*ckin' her friends (yeah)
We on this side, we don't think 'bout winnin'
All we do is count up these bands (GOONTEX)
I told these lil' broke boys to go f*ck off, got they advance in my hands, yeah
I like to wake up and geek up, go straight to the sky
I don't got no plans, yeah (nah)
Tapped in with the fashion and I pulled up to fashion week
I been out in France, yeah (yeah)
I don't give a f*ck what you sayin', give f*ck 'bout the critics
I don't care who impressed, yeah (f*ck 'em)
I just pulled up with a YFM hoodie and Issey Miyake the vest, yeah
I gotta call up my main vibe, yeah, she suck dick the best (uh)
I just be geekin' up, so I don't gotta worry, I don't gotta stress (uh), yeah, ah-ah
I just pulled up on your ho, boy, don't tweak
I just pulled up on your gang and they ain't do nothin' to me
He talkin' down on my name but ain't got more money than me
If he talkin' down on my gang, my twizzies gon' pull up and tweek
My twizzies gon' pull up and tweek
If you run, we gon' shoot at your feet
If you run, we gon' shoot-
Put that pussy lil' boy on a tee, turn him to a tattoo
Now it's R.I.P. you, I skrrt off in that coupe
I pulled up with the gnats, I pulled off with your boo
I'm a Rockstar, I rock out, and I do whatever I wanna do
I'm sippin' on drank, I'm sippin' on juice
I popped a G5 to give me a boost
I get high, I don't get tired, I f*ck her 'til she loose
Think I need a massage, think I need a masseuse
My bank account sayin' I don't like savin' hoes
I'm gettin' too much money, you know I can't lose
Yeah, real geekers (yeah)
I just pulled up with the mob
I just pulled up with the team, yeah (yeah, real geekers, I just pulled up with the mob)
I just pulled up with the mob on me, got a team, yeah (yeah, real geekers, mob)
I hit up Eliantte, I need diamond rings (yeah, real geekers, diamonds floss)
I pop a Tesla, it's helpin' the climate
I just been geeked up like twenty-four-seven
Yeah, twenty-four-seven (geeked up, geeked up, geeked up)
Your baby gon' pull up on me, she suck dick
It's like heaven, yeah, it's like heaven (she sucky, sucky me up)
I pour in the 7-Eleven double cup
On my drankie, yeah, drankie (I'm pourin' up this lean, uh)
First thing I did in the morning when I woke up
Took a cranky, then I got to the junkie, yeah
Just pulled up with the mob, I just pulled up with the team
I just pulled up with a freak and she wanna come home and geek
With my twizzy
Yeah
Writer: Leon Hendriks, Noah Smith, Tuheij Maruwanaya
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Luh m
(Goodnight, Darkboy)
Luh M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision, got a different lens
All my diamonds hit, just swerve on the cops (skrr)
Yeah, I swerved that Lamb', bitch, I turned it to a chop (skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (skrr)
Rock Chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two (yeah)
Rockin' Ricky denim with Balenci' untied shoes (untied, untied)
We can pull up if you with it, don't gotta ask us to
Bitch, I'm twenty-one, diamonds fifty-two
Got these bitches doin' circles like it's hoola hoop
You say you get money, who the f*ck is you?
All my diamonds rainin', matter fact, they bitchin'
Bitch, my money funny (skrr)
F*cked my money up so much, it told me that it's cumming (skrr)
Yeah, they had seen the wave
All my diamonds flawless (skrr)
These baguettes don't make mistakes (skrr)
I don't know nobody, ain't no slices in this cake
All this cake got laced, my money steady shake
I'm just stayin' to myself, bitch, I can't trust no Jake
All my pockets got to swollen, had to buy a safe
I put the devil on my music, told me, "Up the pace"
I don't care 'bout makin' friends, I just care 'bout fakes
Yeah, bitch I'm on the E and this shit feel great
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision, got a different lens
All my diamonds hit, just swerve on the cops (skrr)
Yeah, I swerved that Lamb', bitch, I turned it to a chop (skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (skrr)
Rock Chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too (crazy)
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two
Bitch, we touched a M
Bitch, we not your friend
Pulled up in a Lamb' (chop), twizz' up in the Benz
Richer than yo' granny, this shit don't make no sense
Cut off all my friends, them niggas fake as shit
Made a hunnid, thousand, million, billion
Twenty bitches and they strippin'
Broke ass niggaeatin' chitlins
Pulled up in a Lamb', bitch, we all in France
F*ckin' all her friends, I just do my dance
Money just came in, nigga, f*ck advance
Boy you broke as shit, you ain't got no bands
I don't need no deal (f*ck it), I don't need no friends
We just pulled off in a Benz, 'cause we touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision, got a different lens
All my diamonds hit, just swerve on the cops (skrr)
Yeah, I swerved that Lamb', bitch, I turned it to a chop (skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (skrr)
Rock Chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too (crazy)
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two
Luh M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision, got a different lens
All my diamonds hit, just swerve on the cops (skrr)
Yeah, I swerved that Lamb', bitch, I turned it to a chop (skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (skrr)
Rock Chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two (yeah)
Rockin' Ricky denim with Balenci' untied shoes (untied, untied)
We can pull up if you with it, don't gotta ask us to
Bitch, I'm twenty-one, diamonds fifty-two
Got these bitches doin' circles like it's hoola hoop
You say you get money, who the f*ck is you?
All my diamonds rainin', matter fact, they bitchin'
Bitch, my money funny (skrr)
F*cked my money up so much, it told me that it's cumming (skrr)
Yeah, they had seen the wave
All my diamonds flawless (skrr)
These baguettes don't make mistakes (skrr)
I don't know nobody, ain't no slices in this cake
All this cake got laced, my money steady shake
I'm just stayin' to myself, bitch, I can't trust no Jake
All my pockets got to swollen, had to buy a safe
I put the devil on my music, told me, "Up the pace"
I don't care 'bout makin' friends, I just care 'bout fakes
Yeah, bitch I'm on the E and this shit feel great
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision, got a different lens
All my diamonds hit, just swerve on the cops (skrr)
Yeah, I swerved that Lamb', bitch, I turned it to a chop (skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (skrr)
Rock Chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too (crazy)
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two
Bitch, we touched a M
Bitch, we not your friend
Pulled up in a Lamb' (chop), twizz' up in the Benz
Richer than yo' granny, this shit don't make no sense
Cut off all my friends, them niggas fake as shit
Made a hunnid, thousand, million, billion
Twenty bitches and they strippin'
Broke ass niggaeatin' chitlins
Pulled up in a Lamb', bitch, we all in France
F*ckin' all her friends, I just do my dance
Money just came in, nigga, f*ck advance
Boy you broke as shit, you ain't got no bands
I don't need no deal (f*ck it), I don't need no friends
We just pulled off in a Benz, 'cause we touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I see shit from a new vision, got a different lens
All my diamonds hit, just swerve on the cops (skrr)
Yeah, I swerved that Lamb', bitch, I turned it to a chop (skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (skrr)
Rock Chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too (crazy)
You know what else crazy?
My money eight-foot-two
Writer: Canyon Moore, Jacques Eventz Richard, Javier Mercado, Noah Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Smooktober
(Wake up, F1lthy)
Phew, phew, phew (woo), yeah (yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on, lil bitch, it's burnin' (ooh, woo)
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a Birkin (woo)
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it (uh-uh)
I f*cked the whole game up, bitch, I start the service (phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose (skrrt, woo)
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety, but I don't get nervous (ha, ha)
They be high talkin' crazy, they don't really got courage (phew, ooh)
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eatin' on porridge (woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that Wock' and a line of flourish (ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money, you could tell they malnourished (woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples embarrassed (yeah, woo)
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris (ooh, woo)
I'm knowin' this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my parents (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the carats (no way)
They watchin' everything I do, and repeat it like parrots (phew, brrt)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me so I could care less (uh)
Half a Perc' mixed with a bean, bitch, I could feel this
I told the dealership I'm a star, put it in the ceilings
I just went up, up (ack)
I just went up, up and it's stuck
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Yeah, I been high as the birds, birds, birds, birds, birds
I got a twin on the way and he lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk
I just pulled up on the side and I swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (skrr)
I really went to the crank and it hurt, it burn
I learn, I did it again, bitch, it's my turn (uh-huh)
We see you sittin' 'round the place, we lurking
Yeah, we hit you up, we left your ass nourished
I just be taking the X with the Perc'
And they know that for sure that I'm leavin' the earth
I just keep doin' what I'm doing
No, I don't listen to shit, lil' bitch, I don't learn
(Wake up, F1lthy)
Phew, phew, phew (woo), yeah (yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on, lil bitch, it's burnin' (ooh, woo)
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a Birkin (woo)
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it (uh-uh)
I f*cked the whole game up, bitch, I start the service (phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose (skrrt, woo)
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety, but I don't get nervous (ha, ha)
They be high talkin' crazy, they don't really got courage (phew, ooh)
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eatin' on porridge (woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that Wock' and a line of flourish (ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money, you could tell they malnourished (woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples embarrassed (yeah, woo)
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris (ooh, woo)
I'm knowin' this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my parents (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the carats (no way)
They watchin' everything I do, and repeat it like parrots (phew, brrt)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me so I could care less (uh)
Phew, phew, phew (woo), yeah (yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on, lil bitch, it's burnin' (ooh, woo)
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a Birkin (woo)
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it (uh-uh)
I f*cked the whole game up, bitch, I start the service (phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose (skrrt, woo)
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety, but I don't get nervous (ha, ha)
They be high talkin' crazy, they don't really got courage (phew, ooh)
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eatin' on porridge (woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that Wock' and a line of flourish (ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money, you could tell they malnourished (woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples embarrassed (yeah, woo)
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris (ooh, woo)
I'm knowin' this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my parents (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the carats (no way)
They watchin' everything I do, and repeat it like parrots (phew, brrt)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me so I could care less (uh)
Half a Perc' mixed with a bean, bitch, I could feel this
I told the dealership I'm a star, put it in the ceilings
I just went up, up (ack)
I just went up, up and it's stuck
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
Yeah, I been high as the birds, birds, birds, birds, birds
I got a twin on the way and he lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk, lurk
I just pulled up on the side and I swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve (skrr)
I really went to the crank and it hurt, it burn
I learn, I did it again, bitch, it's my turn (uh-huh)
We see you sittin' 'round the place, we lurking
Yeah, we hit you up, we left your ass nourished
I just be taking the X with the Perc'
And they know that for sure that I'm leavin' the earth
I just keep doin' what I'm doing
No, I don't listen to shit, lil' bitch, I don't learn
(Wake up, F1lthy)
Phew, phew, phew (woo), yeah (yeah)
I feel the crank comin' on, lil bitch, it's burnin' (ooh, woo)
My wifey say she love me, I bought her a Birkin (woo)
It's simple to get like this, you just don't deserve it (uh-uh)
I f*cked the whole game up, bitch, I start the service (phew)
They asked why I crashed the Benz, I don't give no purpose (skrrt, woo)
I been takin' the Perc' for anxiety, but I don't get nervous (ha, ha)
They be high talkin' crazy, they don't really got courage (phew, ooh)
At the top of the basement broke as hell, I was eatin' on porridge (woo, yeah)
I done poured a deuce of that Wock' and a line of flourish (ooh)
You could tell they don't really got money, you could tell they malnourished (woo, yeah)
I don't even flex a lot, but when I do, got peoples embarrassed (yeah, woo)
Tapped in with the fashion, pulled up on Virgil outside in Paris (ooh, woo)
I'm knowin' this album 'bout to go platinum, put it on my parents (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
I don't got time to be shit talkin', you could speak to the carats (no way)
They watchin' everything I do, and repeat it like parrots (phew, brrt)
And to be honest, they can't even do it like me so I could care less (uh)
Writer: Arman Andican, Noah Smith, Richard Ortiz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Still countin
Racks came in, I was still in the Tonka
Racks came in, they can't fit in this Tonka
Racks came in but I'm still in this Tonka, yeah
Seven mil' on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka, yeah
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank (go)
Luh wonky, luh wonky I boot it up (boot it up, boot it up)
Eatin' the Perc, they gon' take me, I booted up, yeah
I'm on the Xan' and the bean, you get smacked off
Keep on talkin' 'bout it like that
Bitch say she love me, she addicted to crank
Bitch say she love me (what?), I don't love her back (ha)
Some of my twizzys real deal crazy, they get you whacked
I ain't tryna hear your music, turn it off, that shit some trash
I touched me a mil', and I bought me a building
Pull up to the show, and I'm breakin' the ceiling, turn up
Yeah, f*ck your girl, f*ck your world, f*ck your feelings
Yeah, I make too much cheese, I don't want no dealings (with you)
Yeah, I'm on the X tonight (ooh-ooh)
Yeah, I'm on the Perc' tonight (okay)
F*ck a crib, I'm 'bout to hop on a jet and just live in the sky (sky)
Yeah, I just been callin' my demons, I do what they say, don't know why
Heard there's a fountain of youth (you-youth), told 'em to fill it with Wock'
Yeah, Balenci' my shoe, yeah, told 'em I pulled out the lot (ooh)
F*ck 12, f*ck cop (ooh)
Big bag, lil' Glock (ooh)
They tryna f*ck with the squad, they tryna f*ck with the God (ooh)
I don't know who they is, I don't know who they are, yeah (ooh)
I been outside in the Lamb', you don't even have you a car (ooh)
It's up and it's stuck like some jam, no, they can't tear me apart
All of you rappers be soundin' the same, bitch, I couldn't even tell you apart
I just pulled up in the Track, hundred-forty, watch it park
Racks came in, I was still in the Tonka, ha (ooh-ooh)
Racks came in, they can't fit in this Tonka, ha (ooh)
Racks came in, but I'm still in this Tonka, yeah (ooh-ooh)
Seven mil' on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka, yeah (ooh-ooh)
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank (go)
Luh wonky, luh wonky I boot it up (boot it up, boot it up)
Eatin' the Perc, they gon' take me, I booted up, yeah
I'm on the Xan' and the bean, you get smacked off
Keep on talkin' 'bout it like that
Bitch say she love me, she addicted to crank
Bitch say she love me (what?), I don't love her back (ha)
Some of my twizzys real deal crazy, they get you whacked
I ain't tryna hear your music, turn it off, that shit some trash
Racks came in, they can't fit in this Tonka
Racks came in but I'm still in this Tonka, yeah
Seven mil' on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka, yeah
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank (go)
Luh wonky, luh wonky I boot it up (boot it up, boot it up)
Eatin' the Perc, they gon' take me, I booted up, yeah
I'm on the Xan' and the bean, you get smacked off
Keep on talkin' 'bout it like that
Bitch say she love me, she addicted to crank
Bitch say she love me (what?), I don't love her back (ha)
Some of my twizzys real deal crazy, they get you whacked
I ain't tryna hear your music, turn it off, that shit some trash
I touched me a mil', and I bought me a building
Pull up to the show, and I'm breakin' the ceiling, turn up
Yeah, f*ck your girl, f*ck your world, f*ck your feelings
Yeah, I make too much cheese, I don't want no dealings (with you)
Yeah, I'm on the X tonight (ooh-ooh)
Yeah, I'm on the Perc' tonight (okay)
F*ck a crib, I'm 'bout to hop on a jet and just live in the sky (sky)
Yeah, I just been callin' my demons, I do what they say, don't know why
Heard there's a fountain of youth (you-youth), told 'em to fill it with Wock'
Yeah, Balenci' my shoe, yeah, told 'em I pulled out the lot (ooh)
F*ck 12, f*ck cop (ooh)
Big bag, lil' Glock (ooh)
They tryna f*ck with the squad, they tryna f*ck with the God (ooh)
I don't know who they is, I don't know who they are, yeah (ooh)
I been outside in the Lamb', you don't even have you a car (ooh)
It's up and it's stuck like some jam, no, they can't tear me apart
All of you rappers be soundin' the same, bitch, I couldn't even tell you apart
I just pulled up in the Track, hundred-forty, watch it park
Racks came in, I was still in the Tonka, ha (ooh-ooh)
Racks came in, they can't fit in this Tonka, ha (ooh)
Racks came in, but I'm still in this Tonka, yeah (ooh-ooh)
Seven mil' on the table and I'm still sayin' Tonka, yeah (ooh-ooh)
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank
Luh crank, luh crank, luh crank (go)
Luh wonky, luh wonky I boot it up (boot it up, boot it up)
Eatin' the Perc, they gon' take me, I booted up, yeah
I'm on the Xan' and the bean, you get smacked off
Keep on talkin' 'bout it like that
Bitch say she love me, she addicted to crank
Bitch say she love me (what?), I don't love her back (ha)
Some of my twizzys real deal crazy, they get you whacked
I ain't tryna hear your music, turn it off, that shit some trash
Writer: Javier Mercado, Nathan Chen, Noah Smith, Robert Jurado, Tobrak Masick
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
2 Alive (stylized as 2 Alivë) is the second studio album by American rapper Yeat. It was released on February 18, 2022, by Geffen Records, Interscope Records, Field Trip Recordings, Listen To The Kids and Twizzy Rich. The album features guest appearances from Young Thug, Gunna, Yung Kayo, Ken Carson, and SeptembersRich.
The album was supported by one single, "Still Countin", which was released on February 11, 2022.
The deluxe edition, titled 2 Alive (Geek Pack), was released on April 1, 2022, with additional guest appearances by Lil Uzi Vert and Lancey Foux.
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YeatThe album was supported by one single, "Still Countin", which was released on February 11, 2022.
The deluxe edition, titled 2 Alive (Geek Pack), was released on April 1, 2022, with additional guest appearances by Lil Uzi Vert and Lancey Foux.
Released: February 18th, 2022
Year: 2022