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Juice WRLD – Rick And Morty Lyrics

[Verse: Juice WRLD]
Yeah, Speakin Of Money I Made It
Off Of The Pills Im Faded
My Songs On Her Playlist
She Love It When She Play It
Run Up On Me, That Choppa Gon Hit Him
Get To Poppin Like That Nigga Zinnen
Nigga You Gotta Be Kiddin
I Got My Head And My Smithin
Freestyle Shit I Don’t Ever Spit Writtens
Beat The Pussy Up I Ain’t Fuckin With A Kitten

[Verse: Trippie Redd]
That Bitch She Doing The Worm, All On My Dick She Gon Squirm
When It The Cut I Won’t Burn
Hun Na Na Na Counting It Up With That Bitch, Then Go Out And Burn
When It The Cut I Won’t Burn
Im In This Rari I Swerve
I Know This Shit Like A Nerd
Smokin On All Of This Herb
I Feel Like Im Leaving Earth
I Keep A .30 No Purpp
BOOM BOOM BOOM
Little Bitch That Is Gon Hurt (Hurt)
All That BullShit For The Birds
Kick That Shit Right To The Curb
I Keep It Just Like A Clerk

[Outro: Juice WRLD & Trippie Redd]
Yeah, Speakin Of Money I Made It
Off Of The Pills Im Faded
My Songs On Her Playlist
She Love It When She Play It

That Bitch She Doing The Worm, All On My Dick She Gon Squirm
When It The Cut I Won’t Burn
Hun Na Na Na Counting It Up With That Bitch, Then Go Out And Burn
All That Bullshit For The Birds

Dom Kennedy – Locals Only (Video Version) Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
The very first time I heard Run in them Adidas
I never would have thought one day I’d have a fever
They used to say, “Nah, Dom, he is not no keeper”
And “Yeah them songs cool, but naw he ain’t got no heaters”
But then I went home (Shhh) we ain’t we ain’t got one neither
The gas shut off man I just go to sleep but
These niggas think they good but I really know they suck
And niggas think they hood but I really know they punks
The man with most isn’t always in the front
So hit that West Side and we’ll give you what you want
A nice black eye that’ll go with all them lumps
And I try to stay quiet if it ain’t involvin us

[Chorus]
She asked me where I came from, I told her “Where you headed?”
“Back to LA”, I said, “Baby what you reppin’?”
I got these ideas and I’m tryna make some records
So when the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
When the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
And when the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
When the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
So when the train stops—

[Verse 2]
The very first time I heard Black Superman
I knew it was okay to just act like who I am
I used to rob stores for a tape I could afford
I want to thank the Lord for the life of 2Pac Shakur
I know living’s hard, but you gotta see the light
You never gon’ make it if you never roll the dice
Take the first step, that was Doctor King’s advice
Goin’ no days off I’m gone practice every night
I got so many thoughts and I got so much to write
And that right there is the story of my life
Can’t sit and complain, naw I’m tryin to get a name
Help feed the kids and I’m tryin to get a chain
My homeboy Ian was the first one with a Range
We used to play my old shit, now I got mo’ shit
Just a little somethin’ I can get out on the road with
Or maybe just walk to the store with

[Chorus]
She asked me where I came from, I told her “Where you headed?”
“Back to LA”, I said, “Baby what you reppin’?”
I got these ideas and I’m tryna make some records
So when the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
When the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
And when the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
When the train stops this time, I’ma catch it
So when the train stops—

[Bonus Verse]
I remember, no cameras, no calls, no answers
No meetings, no features, no chances
No shows, no fans, no dancin’
Now there’s 300 girls yellin “Go Handsome”
I’m warmin up California this is yo candle
And I never had a video on no channel
I saw your name on a sign that said show cancelled
The charm of a college kid with them pro handles
This for niggas stressed out and gotta smoke Camel’s
And them ladies with them pretty open toed sandals
I remember them Impalas with them Gold Panels
We still keep it West Side like a old flannel
Mix a little Leimert Park with a cold piano
And tell if you heard somethin realer
I told Arch we was gonna kill em
New everything got me lookin like a dealer
If there’s somethin’ wrong then I’m lookin in the mirror
Life is a Bitch but I could never fear her
Cause she be lookin good every second that I’m near her
She told me take my time but I really couldn’t hear her
Not in it for the ring girl I want to be respected
That’s why it took me like 4 years to perfect it
She said you got the type of heart I like to connect with
So when the train stops next time I’mma catch it
Gone

Kreayshawn – Cool n Dre Lyrics

[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
But what can I say? It’s the place to be
It’s the-

[Kreayshawn]
This is hot, oh, we outside the club
I’m tryna get V-Nasty but she won’t hurry up (C’mon)
We need to get in, we got a V.I.P. table
Roach got a bottle of gin, black label
Push and shove now we up in this damn thing
Killed a girl whole game if she give a bad taste
Come on baby, we need to get wavy
And don’t run far ’cause I’m not fond of chasing
But anyways, we killed about a whole fifth
Now we smoking in the parking lot tryna keep lit
Met a girl with a brick full of lean
About six of my chicks on the bad girl team
We left soon to see where them girls stay
Up in the hills overlooking the whole Bay
Turn the house out and make it to a party
Invite all the [?] from the block and start swobbin’

[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

Just fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last
Fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last

[V-Nasty]
Just came in the party and I brought my whole crew
Everybody’s talking, didn’t know what to do
Stuck like glue ’cause we the main attraction
Security at the door so we the only hoes packin’
Ass is clappin’, speakers slappin’
If your bitch wanna [?] who we snatchin’?
Girls at my mansion, hop out in the mornin’ and we all still gassin’
Kreayshawn pulled up and she bounced out the [?]
You know she ain’t reppin’ Gucci, Louis or Prada
Life been a party, my name V-Nasty
We all on one, you ain’t need to gotta ask me
I get every bitch, not one compassion
Called Britney, Jasmine [?]
I’m feelin’ classy in the back of the whip
Couple ice in the syrup and it’s fresh out the brick

[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

Just fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last
Fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last

[DB Tha General]
When I been to LA, I’m swagged up, mobbed up
One mornin’ in California when the White Girl Mob rocked up
We shut it down, messed around [?]
We don’t get nobody [?] over now
Nah, it ain’t over, nah, we never sober
Somebody call the cops [?]
We party like the crackhouse, you ain’t mobbin’ round, you can get the fuck out
Are you hearing me, clearly?
Them bitches all up in my face, security
Are you hearing me, clearly?
Them bitches all in my face, security
I’m turnt up, turnt up, all the way turnt up
[?]
They hatin’ on us [?]
East Oakland in the building [?]

[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

Just fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last
Fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last

Zayn – Fingers lyrics

Fucked, then I want ya
Looked, then I loved ya
Stuck, now I need ya
Hopin’ I’d see ya
Touch and I feel how
Much can you see her, no
Hiding all your features, sliding down the filter
Show me, you just in the middle
Don’t be hiding what you thinkin’ ’bout

I’ve been fucked and I want ya, I can’t even text ya
‘Cause my fingers ain’t working, but my heart is
If you wanna let me know where you hiding
I could come and love (I could come and love)
I could come and love (I could come and love ya)
I could come and love ya (I could come and love)
I could come and love ya (I could come and love ya)

What did I tell ya? Typo said I loved ya
Didn’t mean what I was saying
No, I wasn’t playing, just confused
Was tryna play it smooth
Start spinnin’ in this room
In this state, I think I’m too
This state, I think I’m too

‘Cause I’m fucked and I want ya, I can’t even text ya
‘Cause my fingers ain’t working, but my heart is
If you wanna let me know where you hiding
I could come and love (I could come and love)
I could come and love (I could come and love ya)
I could come and love ya (I could come and love)
I could come and love ya (I could come and love ya)

I know it’s taking all your strength to keep it straight
‘Cause you got different things replacing
All the feelings that you’ve felt
Know you’re seeing it for yourself
Where’s the shame? No shame in what you need

Fucked and I want ya, I can’t even text ya
‘Cause my fingers ain’t working, but my heart is
If you wanna let me know where you hiding
I could come and love (I could come and love)
I could come and love (I could come and love ya)
I could come and love ya (I could come and love)
I could come and love ya (I could come and love ya)

Mariah Carey – The Distance lyrics

S-P-I-R-I-T, it’s great to see
We got it, the spirit
Hey, hey, let’s hear it

[Verse 1: Mariah Carey]
Ain’t nobody stopping us
What we have is dangerous
Left they opinions in the dust
Said can’t nobody fuck with us
They’ll never find a way to make us fade away
Our love won’t fade away (no)
They’ll never find a way to make us fade away
Our love won’t fade away

[Pre-Chorus: Mariah Carey & Ty Dolla $ign]
Warm days, cold nights
Late October
Separated, people saying what we have is over
But the hate only made us get closer (close)
And closer (yah, yah, yah)

[Chorus: Mariah Carey & Ty Dolla $ign]
Said we couldn’t go the distance, yeah
Look at us, we’re going the distance
They just wanna be us
They don’t wanna see us
Going the distance (yeah)
For life, for life, la di da
Said we couldn’t go the distance
For life, for life, la di da
Look at us, we’re going the distance
The distance, oh

[Verse 2: Mariah Carey & Ty Dolla $ign]
It was no good
Having hands up
Trying to diminish me
Always staying up
Camping out crowds
In spite of them difficulties
But they can’t, but they can’t, but they can’t
Take away them precious memories (yeah)
And I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t
Let ’em come between you and me (woo)

[Pre-Chorus: Mariah Carey & Ty Dolla $ign]
Warm days, cold nights
Late October
Separated, people saying what we have is over
But the hate, only made
Us get closer, (close)
Closer

[Chorus: Mariah Carey & Ty Dolla $ign]
Said we couldn’t go the distance
Look at us, we’re going the distance (hey)
They just wanna be us
They don’t wanna see us
Going the distance (yeah)
For life, for life, la di da
Said we couldn’t go the distance
For life, for life, la di da
Look at us, we’re going the distance

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
We’ve been goin’ all the way (ay)
For the longest (ooh yeah)
We’re too strong (too strong)
We’re too silent (ooh yeah)
They can’t stop it now
We in Prada now (ooh)
Fuck all their comments (their comments)
They be so toxic (they be so toxic)
We be kissing in public
You like it, I love it
You with it, I’m with it
We going the distance

[Chorus: Mariah Carey & Ty Dolla $ign]
Said we couldn’t go the distance (nah)
Look at us we’re going the distance (hey)
They just wanna be us
They don’t wanna see us
Going the distance (yeah)
For life, for life, la di da
They said we couldn’t go the distance
For life, for life, la di da (ooh yeah)
Look at us, we’re going the distance

S-P-I-R-I-T, it’s great to see
We got it, the spirit
Aye, aye, let’s hear it

Marisa Maino – Ever Young lyrics

V1
The heat is turning cold
All the beats are sounding old
I love it that you hate september
The summer goes so fast
Feels like nothing ever lasts
So give me something to remember

PRE
How do we know we’re in the good old days
We could be forever yesterday
Where youth and teenage dreams live on
How do we know we’re in the good old days
We could be forever yesterday
Don’t know what we have until it’s gone

CHORUS
So take me away to a place, where we could be lovers on the run
So take me away to a place, where we could be forever-ever young

V2
A life with you could be
One long night of ecstasy
Permanent as the ink on your skin
These days turn into years
Then the years they disappear
But we never stop once we begin

PRE
How do we know we’re in the good old days
We could be forever yesterday
Where youth and teenage dreams live on
How do we know we’re in the good old days
We could be forever yesterday
Don’t know what we have until it’s gone

CHORUS
So take me away to a place, where we could be lovers on the run
So take me away to a place, where we could be forever-ever young

POST HOOK
Whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh
Tonight we’re forever young, forever-ever young

BRIDGE
How do we live this moment darling time is fading fast
How do we live this moment darling time is fading fast

PRE
How do we know we’re in the good old days
We could be forever yesterday
Where youth and teenage dreams live on
How do we know we’re in the good old days
We could be forever yesterday
Don’t know what we have until it’s gone

CHORUS
So take me away to a place, where we could be lovers on the run
So take me away to a place, where we could be forever-ever young

POST HOOK
Whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh
Tonight we’re forever young, forever-ever young

Joyner Lucas – I Love Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Get away from me, if I was you, I’d watch what you say to me
Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me?
This ain’t no motherfuckin’ game, why you play with me?
Don’t play with me, this the only thing
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, don’t play with me, this the only thing
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love…

[Verse 1]
Look, I love it when they count me out, I’m a soldier (I’m a soldier)
Love when they think I ain’t cool ’cause I’m sober (‘Cause I’m sober)
You used to love when we was down, we was closer (Yeah, yeah)
But I stopped lovin’ ever since I got fucked over
Ho, don’t call me, I don’t know ya
You gotta keep that same energy (Energy)
I’m not no regular entity (Woo)
I’m not your friend, I’m your enemy (Enemy)
I don’t know what’s gotten into me
Lately, I’m just feelin’ finicky
Lately, I just want the cake and the greatest amenities
Lately, I ain’t got no sympathy, aim at the industry
This ain’t the way that they pictured me, what’s your identity?
I guess I’m linin’ ’em up
I keep my nine in the trunk (Bang)
All of y’all niggas gon’ bleed (Bleed)
Guess it’s that time of the month
I done came up from the mud
They said I’d never be nothin’, they said I’d never be rich
They said I’d never be anything, I told ’em, “Get off my dick”

[Chorus]
Get away from me, if I was you, I’d watch what you say to me
Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me?
This ain’t no motherfuckin’ game, why you play with me?
Don’t play with me, this the only thing
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, don’t play with me, this the only thing
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love…

[Verse 2]
I love days they say I couldn’t eat when I fell (Yeah)
On the streets with no help (Word)
Money ain’t everything (Woo)
Nigga, speak for yourself (Ayy)
Pawn shops every week (Week)
Scrapin’ change, pay the bills (Yeah)
Rainy days, couldn’t sleep (Word)
Now I sleep with my grills (Joyner)
I wanted to be like Hov (Woo)
I’m livin’ la vida loc’ (Loc’)
They jus’ wanna ride my wave (Woo)
You ain’t never seen my boat (Splash)
Hit ’em with the Eastside smoke
I’ma kill everyone, I’m a G.I. Joe
Hidin’ my weapons all in my Levi’s coat
If a nigga was pimpin’, you’d prolly be my ho (Woo)
I need some different opponents (‘Ponents)
I think I live in the moment (Yeah)
I fuck my bitch in the mornin’ (Joyner)
I take that shit when I want it (True)
All you new niggas be frontin’
You just be lyin’, I keep it 300
Came up from nothin’, I say what I want
And no, ain’t no discussion, I aim and I bust it

[Chorus]
Get away from me, if I was you, I’d watch what you say to me
Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me?
This ain’t no motherfuckin’ game, why you play with me?
Don’t play with me, this the only thing
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, don’t play with me, this the only thing
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love, I love, love, love, love
I love…

Lil B – BasedGod Ish Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy man you already know it’s your boy Lil B
We turnt up out here man
We got everything worldwide
Shout out to the East Coast, we in it

[Verse]
Fuck my bitch cause you based nigga
In the hood with my hipster niggas and my skater niggas
Wear pink, you ain’t based nigga
I rep that based nigga
Based World we ain’t racist nigga, fuck your race nigga
BasedGod you a pretty bitch. fuck a nigga bitch
BasedGod you can fuck my bitch, it’s pretty boy clique
Shout out Philadelphia, my niggas in New York
All my New Jersey go dumb when this start
If you from the East coast make some noise in this bitch
If you from the whole world make some noise in this bitch
My niggas get lit, my niggas go dumb
Riding low in the car, music loud smoking blunts
I don’t fuck with old hoes, I keep a young ho
BasedGod fucked my main bitch cause he’s really my bro
Woo, woo, woo, woo, that’s how it go
BasedGod fuck my ho

I’m on some BasedGod shit, please fuck my bitch
You the pretty bitch, it’s the BasedGod bitch
You can fuck my bitch, please fuck my bitch
BasedGod, please fuck my bitch

Fuck these bitches ooh
BasedGod fuck these bitches swag
Fuck these bitches ooh
BasedGod fuck these bitches swag
Fuck these bitches ooh
BasedGod fuck these bitches swag
Fuck these bitches ooh
BasedGod fuck these bitches swag

[Outro]
They know how we go
BasedGod
Like I said, options all that feel me
We tapped in

Khalid – Saturday Nights Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Saturday nights
New day, cigarette lungs
Swishas make my throat hurt
Rolling OCDs on the side for me
Got ’em up and let ’em both burn

[Pre-Chorus]
Family feuds saying Mom’s confused
I’m for sure she doesn’t wanna learn
But Daddy’s gone, say he’s never home
And wishing only makes it worse
I guess there’s certain dreams that you gotta keep
‘Cause they’ll only know, what you let ’em see

[Chorus]
All the things that I know
That your parents don’t
They don’t care like I do
Know well like I do
And all the things that I know
That your parents don’t
They don’t care like I do
Nowhere like I do
Nowhere like I do
Nowhere like I do

[Verse 2]
Saturday nights
[?]
Traffic ’cause you have to
Stay up working late at a job you hate
Fix your makeup in a dirty bathroom
All my love in the dark clouds
I know what you gotta do
You got plans, wrapped in rubber bands
And that’s the only thing you’ll never lose

[Pre-Chorus]
I guess there’s certain dreams that you gotta keep
‘Cause they’ll only know what you let ’em see

[Chorus]
All the things that I know
That your parents don’t
They don’t care like I do
Nowhere like I do
And all the things that I know
That your parents don’t
They don’t care like I do
Nowhere well like I do
Nowhere like I do
Nowhere like I do

[Bridge]
‘Cause I care
I care about you
There’s nowhere I’d rather be
Than right here right now
I care, care about you
There’s nowhere I’d rather be

[Chorus]
All the things that I know
That your parents don’t
They don’t care about you
Nowhere that I do
And all the things that I know
That your parents don’t
Don’t care about you
Nowhere that I
Nowhere that I do
Nowhere that I do (do, do, do)
Nowhere that I do (do, do, do)
Nowhere that I do (do, do, do)

Khalid – Vertigo Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Are we better off believing
What the ignorance suggests?
I wish living life was easy (Mhm)
But mine has been a mess
They say it comes with the seasons (Mhm)
But the seasons come and go, (They go)
I go blurry when I’m thinking
Is it me or vertigo?

[Pre-Chorus]
Criticized, who am I to give up?
And breathing was the reason to live
Sympathize, who am I to give up
Putting on my favorite record?

[Chorus]
Are we alive?
Or are we dreaming?
After the ride
Are you living?
Are we alive? (Riding this, riding in this)
Or are we dreaming? (Riding this, riding in this)
After the ride
Are you living? (Riding this, riding in this)

[Verse 2]
I’ve been better, often broken
I’ve been battered up and beat
I wish I was more outspoken
But the words are out of reach
Hmm, thought I loved you in the moment
I was happy, I was not
I’ve been learning, I’ve been growing
But the worst is yet to come

[Pre-Chorus]
Criticized, who am I to give up?
And breathing was the reason to live
Sympathize, who am I to give up?
Putting on my favorite record

[Chorus]
Are we alive?
Or are we dreaming?
After the ride
Are you living?
Are we alive? (Riding this, riding in this)
Or are we dreaming? (Riding this, riding in this)
After the ride
Are you living? (Riding this, riding in this)

[Outro]
Eyes closed, eyes closed
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes low, eyes low
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes closed, eyes closed
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes low, eyes low
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes closed, eyes closed
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes low, eyes low
I’ve been falling with my (Forgot)
Eyes closed, eyes closed (Forgot)
I’ve been falling with my (Forgot)
Eyes low, eyes low
I’ve been, I’ve been, I’ve been
Eyes closed, eyes closed
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes low, eyes low
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes closed, eyes closed
I’ve been falling with my
Eyes low, eyes low
I’ve been falling with my

MØ – Beautiful Wreck Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, oh, oh, baby
You hold me in your arms like your red guitar
Mhm
No, no one can blame me
For my wicked heart, it was in the cards

[Pre-Chorus]
But I will be burning for you
It’s like a forest fire
No way to stop it, no, we’re in too deep
Lying here right next to you
I know love’s a losing hand
But I won’t put both those hands on me

[Chorus]
Oh, I don’t have to sleep
I’m a beautiful wreck, baby
And I feel like I’ve been losing my mind
I don’t know what you’ve done to me
Oh, I don’t want to leave
‘Cause I’m falling for you recklessly
And I feel like I’ve been losing my mind again
I’m your beautiful wreck, baby

[Verse 2]
Black, black, black roses
Are lying inside my hands and it’s so bizarre
It’s an old, old, old story
There’s no harmony, no, without the harm

[Pre-Chorus]
And baby I’m burning for you
It’s like a forest fire
No way to stop it, no, we’re in too deep
Lying here right next to you
I know love’s a losing hand
But I won’t put both those hands on me

[Chorus]
Oh, I don’t have to sleep
I’m a beautiful wreck, baby
And I feel like I’ve been losing my mind
I don’t know what you’ve done to me
Oh, I don’t want to leave
‘Cause I’m falling for you recklessly
And I feel like I’ve been losing my mind again
I’m your beautiful wreck, baby
I’m your beautiful wreck, baby

[Bridge]
Follow me on this fire train
I’m your Bonnie, you’re my Clyde
Feeding on happy accidents, so we stay up all night
Follow me on this fire train
I’m your Bonnie, you’re my Clyde
So don’t kiss me goodbye

[Chorus]
Oh, I don’t have to sleep
I’m a beautiful wreck, baby
And I feel like I’ve been losing my mind
I don’t know what you’ve done to me
Oh, I don’t want to leave
‘Cause I’m falling for you recklessly
And I feel like I’ve been losing my mind again
I’m your beautiful wreck, baby

Joji – SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK (ACOUSTIC REMIX) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t want a friend
I want my life in two
Waiting to get there
Waiting for you
Waiting for you

[Pre-Chorus 1]
When I’m around slow dancing in the dark
Don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my arms
You done made up your mind
You done made up your mind

[Chorus]
Give me reasons we should be complete
You should be with him, I can’t compete
You looked at me like I was someone else
Can’t you see?
I don’t wanna slow dance
In the dark (in the dark)
Dark (in the dark)

[Verse 2]
When you gotta run
Just hear my voice in you
Shutting me out
Doing so great

[Pre-Chorus 2]
When I’m around slow dancing in the dark
Don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my arms
You done made up your mind
You done made up your mind

[Chorus]
Can’t you see?
I don’t wanna slow dance
In the dark (in the dark)
Dark (in the dark)
In the dark
In the dark
Dark

6ix9ine – BREAKIN IT DOWN Lyrics

[Hook: 6ix9ine & Hudson Flo]
I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (yeah)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (you fucking dummy)
You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)
I’m breaking it down (what)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (ywhat)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
You know we ain’t making a sound (big stupid)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Wish I could bring Pun back, blaow, nigga, run that
‘Til they let Rowdy out, we gon’ let these semis out
Wish I could bring Stacks back, Chad, let the MAC clap
‘Til they free Biggavel, gotta give you niggas hell
Blicky make the nigga yell, beam hit his knees
Made him scream, when that nigga fell, shootout with the law
Or the morgue ‘fore I sit in jail, niggas say they love me
I can see it in these niggas eyes, they don’t wish me well
I don’t need their company, they smilin’ when a nigga fell
Seein’ that I’m poppin’, then the shotgun, like the third round
Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales
Diggin’ ditches for these niggas, toss ’em in, so well
Drive-by, leave him in the street, nigga, road kill
HBA, gold fronts, let me guess, “So trill”?
Nigga, this is New York, make the wrong move
And the goons let the tool spark, work hard and move salt
8 Ball like pool holes, cracked like the pavement
Diesel like the gas station, trap out the basement
Blow in the Pyrex, mask on our faces
Let ’em act sketch, but this lead will erase ’em, on gang

[Hook: 6ix9ine & Hudson Flo]
I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (yeah)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (fucking dummy)
You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)
I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (yeah)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (fucking dummy)
You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)

[Verse 2: Hudson Flo]
Creeping through the darkness

6ix9ine – NO SMOKE (REMIX) Lyrics

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Niggas ain’t scum
Four fifth through the drum
You only got that for fun
All of that fronting for what?
I might pull up in a Lamb
Run up on your mans
Pop a nigga like a Xan
When I run up with my clan
Niggas know me, 4 5 6, stay it
Aim at your motherfucking fitted
Nigga, we with it
30 cli in the smith
Knock the nigga off his pivot
Watch your eyes fake the dump
When this gun fucking buck
Concrete shoes and all
Body lay under the tongue
Yeah, we rep that fucking six
But I finger fuck that nine
They throw dirt all on my name
Spell TEKASHI69
Went to jail, spent the case
Nigga, I ain’t doing time
Feel whole weight, in my set
We held 30, free the 9 (squad)

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Niggas ain’t scum
Four fifth through the drum
You only got that for fun
All of that fronting for what?
I might pull up in a Lamb
Run up on your mans
Pop a nigga like a Xan
When I run up with my clan
Niggas know me, 4 5 6, stay it
Aim at your motherfucking fitted
Nigga, we with it
30 cli in the smith
Knock the nigga off his pivot
Watch your eyes fake the dump
When this gun fucking buck
Concrete shoes and all
Body lay under the tongue
Yeah, we rep that fucking six
But I finger fuck that nine
They throw dirt all on my name
Spell TEKASHI69
Went to jail, spent the case
Nigga, I ain’t doing time
Feel whole weight, in my set
We held 30, free the 9 (squad)

[Hook: 6ix9ine]
Niggas don’t want no smoke
See them, they choke
Buck 50 through his nose
Then I take a nigga bitch
Head to the trap, all my niggas giving gold
All my niggas trained to go
Upping the pole, TTG, we let it go
Whack a nigga like a mole
40 CAL through his soul
Then we hit the road

[Verse 2: Hudson Flo]
You don’t really want no smoke
You don’t really got no hope
Boy, you know I got that pole
Everyday and I know
Everyday it’s a go
You don’t really want no war
Better double lock your door
When you come knock with force
Knocking you off your horse
Then run out and hop the porch
Won’t peep no more
.38 baby, .38 raised me
But I won’t let my .38 change me
Gotta come up, won’t sleep ’till I make it
Gotta get out, I’m stuck in the Matrix
It’s time I change up your thought
Better think fast, I’m aiming the torch
Ain’t taking a loss, I’m making a cross
I’m taking it all, so take it no more
The way I move like Mike in his prime
Rise up and I’m taking what’s mine
I move to the left, I move to the right
I step back and I shoot out your light
And thank you for days and thank you for weeks
Thinking it’s sweet, I’ll shoot up your street
Been praying a lot, but I don’t really know if I’m praying to God
But the praying don’t stop
Don’t have dreams, I have nightmares
Said I don’t sleep, so I won’t leave
I pull it out, I don’t fight fair
Said I won’t leave, so bitch hold these

Daniel Caesar – Who Hurt You? Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta
Funny how present turns past
I might fly Priscilla out just for ‘Bana
So mesmerized by that ass
The way she moves it I can tell that she loves me
Nigga can’t help but to touch
Smack it ’round a bit then sip on some bubbly
Hope I’m not doing too much

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar & T-Pain]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back
Oh-no-no-no-no-oh

[Verse 2]
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back

Papoose – The Golden Child Lyrics

[Intro: Papoose]
Yeah, yeah, uh
This for my baby (baby baby)
Golden Child (Golden Child)
Ha-ha (ha-ha)

[Verse 1: Papoose]
It was love at first sight, when I met your mom I was open, wow!
She the queen, I’m supposed to bow, pretty face with a potent smile
We planned to have you back then but tragedy slowed us down
‘Cause she went away for a while when your dad had to hold it down
I questioned God, like “Why is this happenin’?” You know it’s ’bout
Everything that happen, happen for a reason, I know it now
We argue what we gon’ name you, I feel that’s over now
It don’t matter to me ’cause to me, your name is the Golden Child!
The love we share, they ain’t build it, that’s why they can’t destroy it
Truthfully, I understand the ploy, this is something they can’t avoid
I sing to yo’ mama stomach, she say I am annoying
“Won’t you shut up and just go to sleep, I don’t want to hear it, boy!”
She always say I’m annoyin’, but she just paranoid
She afraid I’mma spoil you, you loud and she hate to hear the noise
The world is yours and I promise don’t gotta share your toys
I won’t let you cry unless the tears you cryin’ are tears of joy!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
They say first comes love and then comes marriage
Never mentioned the devastation I had in the miscarriage
I was torn up, broken down, felt less than a woman
But all that pain was erased when the doctor said you was comin’!
Me and daddy were so happy, this is all we ever wanted
So protective of your presence, I was scared to show my stomach
The rumors [?] said pregnancy’s supposed to change you
My belly, your dad would rub it, he was hatin’ on my angles
‘Cause the pictures had it down pat, from the front it looked all flat
From the side you was pokin’ but never could I be called that
Still fit all my clothes and you had me glowin’
I was overjoyed, ain’t care what I was havin’, ’cause girl or boy
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
Instantly knew me you and daddy would never part, please!
All my ladies, listen up
Never think of givin’ up
Doc said that we couldn’t, but look what God has given us!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 3: Papoose]
Take you to school every day, before you eat, say your grace
You can achieve anything; marathon, not a race
Tell the truth, never lie, the limit is in the sky
When you talk to a person, make sure you look in they eye
I’m sorry the world we live in is not a place much better
Sorry that you was born into the Donald Trump era
Thankful that I’m a King, thankful your mom is a Queen
You was born under marriage, black love is supreme
Always respect your elders, say “thank you” and “please”
Your grandmother gon’ make you some macaroni and cheese
I tatted you on my arm, some people say it ain’t smart
I put you on my left arm ’cause that’s mo’ close to your heart
I’m excited to meet you, my eyes excited to see you
Your mom got milk in her breasts, she excited to feed you
I would never mislead you, misguide or deceive you
My fists are here to protect you, my mind excited to teach you!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

Juice WRLD – No Benefits Lyrics

[Intro]
Holding your hand, taking a chance
Holding your hand, and taking a chance (yeah)
I’m not holding your hand, I’m not taking a chance
I won’t say it again, I won’t say it again
Ran out of drugs I feel like

[Hook]
Ran out of drugs, I feel like it’s the end
I’m on a bench
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand
Ran out of drugs, I feel like it’s the end
I’m on a bench
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand

[Verse 1]
Time will tell, time will tell
I can do bad all by myself
I feel too cold, and lonely
Drugs my only, homie
Fuck my life up, why don’t you
I don’t trust, I don’t want to
I found love, but drugs found me first

[Bridge]
They told me it wouldn’t hurt me
They told me not to worry
But that’s what I get for talking to the pills, no benefits
They told me it wouldn’t hurt me
They told me not to worry
But that’s what I get for talking to the pills, no benefits

[Hook]
Ran out of drugs, I feel like it’s the end
I’m on a bench
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand
Ran out of drugs, I feel like it’s the end
I’m on a bench
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand
You say you love me, I’m not holding your hand

[Bridge]
They told me it wouldn’t hurt me
They told me not to worry
But that’s what I get for talking to the pills, no benefits
They told me it wouldn’t hurt me
They told me not to worry
But that’s what I get for talking to the pills, no benefits

6ix9ine – GOTTI (OG Version) Lyrics

[Intro]
Got me, got me Rollie
(Ya can’t even afford it though)
Got me, got me, uh (got it)
Gotti Gotti, uh (Gott Gotti)
Gotti Gotti (hahahaha)

[Chorus]
Came up blood gang (yeah), 30 bang (yeah)
Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who they? (yeah), don’t say (yeah, yeah)
BBA change your mood, aye, anyday
Gotti Gotti, cookin’ up, speed it up
Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up
Mollied up, molly up, break it up
Cop it, then I serve it up, get it up
Gotti Gotti

[Verse]
Family been plottin’, been watchin’
Hating on me, can’t stop it, ’cause I drop it
I been boolin’ with a cold bitch, some cold shit
Leave you out in the cold wind, that’s some hoe shit
You ain’t got no money, you can keep her (pew pew pew)
Bitch, I got my Nina, I’ma squeeze her
If you really wanna meet her, she a greeter
It was really nice to meet ya, I don’t need ya
I pray to God that my niggas gon’ eat (I pray to god)
I pray to God that my family gon’ see (I pray to god)
Prayin’ that the Lord take a chance with me
Wouldn’t come when I was up, I was on the wrong things
I ain’t silly, ain’t no dumb nigga, are you dumb, nigga?
Are you stayin’ with the pump, nigga? Fuck is up, nigga?
Is you mad? You’s a fuck nigga, I don’t trust niggas
Scum Gang, chew ’em up, nigga, we don’t fuck witcha

[Chorus]
Okay, my blood gang (yeah), 30 bang (yeah)
Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who they? Don’t say (yeah, yeah)
BBA change your mood, aye, anyday
Gotti Gotti, cookin’ up, speed it up
Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up
Mollied up, molly up, break it up
Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up
Gotti Gotti

[Post-Chorus]
Gotti Gotti
Who, who really with the money, money?
Who, who really with the Gotti Gotti?
Who, who really with the money, money?
Ooh, do my dance, hit my things
Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing
Mollied up, molly up, give it up
Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up

[Outro]
Really with the Gotti, Gotti?
Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti?
Who, who really with the—

King Krule – Sublunary Demo Lyrics

Death is there
She said “The world’s gonna die.”
“You know, the world, the earth.”
“Its gonna be over”
And he said “well I never lied to you”
You see I could explain sex in a minute but death I can’t explain

Wanting to die since you ask most days I cannot remember
I walk in my clothing unmarked by that gory edge then the almost unnameable lust returns even then I have nothing against life
I know well the grass blades you mention the furniture you have placed under the sun
But suicide’s of a special language like carpenters, they want to know which tools, they never ask ‘why build?’

Twice I have so simply declared myself have possessed the enemy, eaten the enemy, have taken on his crotch his magic in this way, heavy and thoughtful, warmer than oral or warmer I have rested drooling at the mouth for
I did not think of my body at needle point even the cornea and the left over urine were gone
Suicide’s have already betrayed the body
Stillborn they don’t always die but dazzled they can’t forget a drug so sweet that even children would look on and smile
To thrust all that life under your tongue that all by itself becomes the passion
Death’s a sad wound bruised you’d say
And yet she waits for me year after year
To so delicately outdo an old wound
To empty my breath from its fat prison
Balance there
Suicide sometimes meets
Raging at the fruit, a potent bowl
Leaving the bread they mistook for a kiss
Leaving the page of the book carelessly open
Something unsaid, the fold of the book and the love whatever it was an accident

Mike Stud – Don’t Jump Lyrics

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

[Verse 1]
No small talk
All big convo
Need mine pronto
Chase that down like that all-white Bronco
I just want a bag she just wanna follow
Spend it all on some titties and a condo
Anybody try to text me I curve it
I ain’t even pitching but I curve it
I ain’t whipping but I swerve
I just wish all these bitches gonna learn
I ain’t here to talk
Bad bitch, straight up from the magazine
Savage, something that you never seen
And I go, anywhere I wanna be
Moonrocks, got me Moonwalking, Billie Jean
High class, real big baller shit
My friends, really on some baller shit
Courtside, that’s the only time I’m on the bench
So close, that the coach tryna put me in

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

[Verse 2]
I told you when I hit the switch it stays on
I ain’t ever switch I stay down
Everybody says I ain’t the same
But the only thing I changed was the game
I ain’t really gotta skip leg day
Cause I been running shit since the tenth grade
I been running way from the fuck shit
I been running way

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

[Verse 3]
Nah theres a walk over things I used to trip from
And they try to steal my drip but they always slip on it
And Imma steal your bitch, I cought a crip walking
Please get up off my dick, unless you plan to sit on it
You should never trade chemistry for curiosity
Each and everyday I try to make my momma proud of me
Used to never understand now they all on top of me
Fuck a plan b, you gon have to come and swallow me

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

URLtv – T-Top vs. Geechi Gotti Lyrics

{Iron Solomon comes out and says he doesn’t have an opponent yet for Summer Madness 8 and will battle whoever wins this}

[Round 1: Geechi Gotti]
Ain’t you supposed to be on strike?
Heard you was mad at URL cause they wasn’t payin’ you right
But instead you up here rappin’, so there’s only one thing I gotta say here tonight
NIGGA YOU’S A BITCH
Enough witcha fake ass
This ratchet gettin’ dumped over the head like her face trashed
The face mask, and some gloves on, you know I’m not finna play
Put the gun in ya mouth
Now remember, if you choke Smack dockin’ ya pay
Yo Top where you stay?
I’ll show up to ya spot with the damn work
Y’all will see T get tied up in the front like a fag searched him
The Mag burst
A full clip, no bullshit
Bitch I ain’t stutter, a round cover ya top like The Chronic cover
Now y’all cover ya eyes, if you don’t wanna see the boy T be clapped
Back shot, his disc skippin’ like a CD scratch
Nigga we be strapped, with all kinda different Glocks
Catch you laid up wit’ ya bitch, you and her gettin’ shot
Soon as the trigger pop, they gon’ find her laid back with a head in her lap, look like she gettin’ top
Now look, I just got rid of a Shotgun, now a nigga owe me a pump
You sittin’ here lookin’, cause you just try to show me you tough
Baow, knock ya stomach over there, nigga go witcha gut
What the fuck?
Y’all got me battlin’ this nigga, he a shell of himself
Close range, shootin’ with the arm over the nose, look like I’m smellin’ myself
Nigga self made, ask around
They’ll tell you, “Gotti don’t care he trippin’.”
Head shot will turn Bizzy The Bear into Bizzy barely livin’
I live what I rap
Baow, they know I love them guns sounds, that’s how I know that he clapped
The homies like, “Chill, Gotti you makin’ way too much noise wit’ the strap. Put a silencer on it.”
Nigga for what? After he dead he get a whole fuckin’ moment for that
Nigga who got ya back?
DNA? K? Tell me what Shine ’bout
He get a leg shot, Smith fuckin’ up Cavs (calves) like JR ain’t call that timeout
The nine out, I’ma bust mines then
So much blood on cuz, all you gon’ see is Rain covering Shine like, “I’ma just tuck mines in.”
Nigga, that shit you did to R Streetz was wack, that’s when I knew you was weak
Typical sucker, got him a lil’ money then he turned his back on the Streetz
But see I fuck with R Streetz, so to me that shit was gay
Cause I remember that shit
You was walkin’ around that whole event like, “Buy my mixtape king.”
On Nutty
All of a sudden you got on stage and you ain’t got shit to say?
Well bitch let’s play
I’ll put this T in a box like it’s Desiigner or some shit
Then show up to your funeral like, “Aye Carolina in this bitch?!”
No! If Top get a round then Top get a round
Head shot, hospital gown
He paralyzed so now wheelchair is the only way Top get around (a round)
On the block I was found, now I’m the hottest in this shit
You can ask the people to vote, I got the hood shit on lock from the street shit I quote
I heard you brought yo’ mama to this battle…she must be proud to see you go to war with the Loc
Crackhead bitch only showed up cause she heard your opponent was dope
Bro you a joke
Ever since UFF, you been losin’ it Top
You went from Surf all the way to me, that ought to tell you somethin’ about you and your stock
Nigga you really flopped
See you supposed to be battlin’ niggas like Tay, nigga not me
But you been on that losin’ streak
I think he deserve to get that focused Top
Plus you might wanna spar wit’ ya mama befo’ that one
She can give you plenty tips about smokin’ Roc(k)
Yo bro just stop
The fo’ fo’ black; Barack Obama
I heard you got a baby on the way…that’s gonna bring all types of problems
Soon as she poke her head out, I’m airing her head out
She gettin’ smacked with a lot of shots
The good news, you ain’t gotta buy a casket, you can just stick that bitch back in her mama box
I lot of shots
Soon as we stop Top, he got God
Blaow, it’ll be mo’ blood on T(ee) than Rickey shirt when he got shot
The Glock hot, Top get twisted
Oh he the dread head, the coroner’s lookin’ at the body like “Ha ha. That nigga DEAD dead.”
And all these niggas, rockin’ this Yak Man shit, thinkin’ that that curse shit a joke
Rockin’ a cigarillo brand and wonder why y’all keep gettin’ smoke
Now look, Yak, just provide me the figures
It’s only right if Al Kapone (Capone) fuck wit’ a Mafia nigga
And when it’s real, y’all can tell, y’all can see it in they eyes
It’s yo’ turn see if you can make niggas believe them lies
Nigga time

[Round 1: T-Top]
I said yo
You right bro
When I heard Smack made 2.5 bitch, it was one of my worst nights
Brizz said, “Top I got my machete I’m on the first flight.”
Now I know why Nu Jerzey Twork had to go and steal a purse twice
Found out what Tay Roc was makin’ and not know why he use the word “light”
Beasley said, “Top this is the world’s most respected, but this is not the way you earn stripes.”
I told him, “Nigga, ante up befo’ you find out a purge like.”
Y’all see me front page of the paper
Some of my niggas still have to serve life
So I could give a fuck about URL I’m tryin’ to avoid my third strike
Nigga, you heard right
Free my niggas in the halfway house
That mean they half way in but they half way out
I remember cribs, we was makin’ [?] blaze out
I wanted an ounce but seein’ how a hand plays out
I make you do it or find out what my stab game ’bout
I made him turn himself in like his last day out
Bitch, speakin’ of last day out, you said in January you was goin’ to prison for a year, we was countin’ too
I guess he got a five minute sentence, then got out in two
Y’all Locs really be pullin’ strings, huh? Well why y’all gotta keep us out the loop?
It seem like every time a Crip go to jail they come straight home…out the blue
First it was the blogs, like, “Yo, I’m ’bout to battle for my life.”
Then his jail sentence went bye, faster than my strike
Ain’t that a bitch?
For that reason, we can never sell bricks with each other
If you can’t sit and do ya time, nigga we can’t even sit with each other
Nigga, it make sense why him and Tsu Surf dissin’ each other
Niggas prolly wanna battle so they can snitch on each other
And that ain’t the type of bullshit that we let slide
If you ain’t snitchin’ than let me see ya PSI
And PS, I, ain’t met a group of solid Crips since the GS9
So even though he ain’t do his time, and as funny as it looks
I was the one who offered to put money on ya books
Don’t forget it
I know this a battle so don’t admit it
Cause bitch niggas like you worry about ya image
Like when he did his Gangland show, we wanted to see where them pistols at
Nigga scrap that, at least let us know how they pitchin’ packs
But Geechi bitch ass was the tour guide, picture that
I nigga from the Mafia turnin’ into the biggest rat
Aye, he said, “This alley right here cuz is where we fuck the bitches at
Right here by the [?] is where we do our Crippin’ at
Last week at the dice game we blew a nigga’s biscuit back-”
Snitchin’ ass, you let ’em mic you up like the shit was SMACK
Then you had them niggas behind you like, “Cuz spittin’ facts.”
Shit was sad, if we was the Nuttys we would’ve whipped ya ass and took ya flag
That’s how I know he was a decoy walkin’
Cause if he was really puttin’ in work
They would’ve had his face blacked out with the deep voice talkin’
We’ve seen those often, it would’ve went like, “Yo this Bae Loc. I was the man in ’09
Big trapper, everything from grams to whole pies
My bundles? Came with a stamp on both sides.”
But they showed ya face cause you was talkin’ ’bout hair the whole time
Bro, you really sell hair weave bro?
Aight, I guess it’s all a grind
But tryin’ to take yo’ talent to prison, boy you done lost yo’ mind
He said, “Listen up everybody. I ain’t gon’ take up all ya time
But you can get the Pusha T’s the Iverson’s, I do all designs.”
A nigga yelled out from his cell, “I like stars in mine.”
He said, “Come, fall in line. You know we do those all the time.”
And that’s the reason Gotti shouldn’t be glorified
He a bitch, I seen more man in his daughter eyes
You saw them guys, what he starin’ at son?
He was yellin’ “Criiiiip” until some damage get done
My man backed out, I said, “Hand me that gun.”
Next time he throw a sign up in his whip, it gon’ be a handicap one
I will handicap son, this as real as it get
Expose him kissin’ a pop like Gilly Da Kid
I hope I get the same thing they gave Bill for the shit
(Why?)
Cause I can do a 3 to 10 just for peelin’ (pillin’) a bitch
I’m really convinced
When we found out Twork was fuckin’ Coffee Brown in Vegas you were salty
I mean, you ain’t say no hatin’ shit, but ya face did all the talkin’
Twork said soon as he fell asleep that bitch ate it on a softy
I said, “Nigga we watched DNA fold ya (Folgers)”
He said, “Yeah, the best part was wakin’ up to Coffee.”
The best part of waking up is Coffee in yo’ cup
Aye, I’m just shakin’ up his coffin to make sure he don’t sleep right
I break his hand to pieces, the nigga can’t even peace right
Chopper on me, Geechi Gotti better learn to weave right
Or his head tapped like he ain’t do a bitch weave right
Concrete nigga!

[Round 2: Geechi Gotti]
You gonna talk some gang shit to me? Like you really ridin’ or somethin’
“Geechi should’ve blurred his face out” only niggas doin’ that must be hidin’ from somethin’
He said I need to have home games to win
Stop it clown until Smack throw an event in my hood, all my battles is out of town
I’m from Compton, I don’t feel comfortable unless the Glock around
Cause the same niggas that’ll lift you up, will turn around an knock you down
Let’s get down to the truth
Cause the moment you joined NWX, Brizz joined Cave Gang and you was mad about that
So pretendin’ that you not is what we not gon’ do
You and cuz came in together, you was like damn Brizz
You was mad, why he could not go witchu
It instantly reminded you of the relationship witcha mother
Cause now another person that you love chose Roc(k) over you
You a fuck boy Top, let the truth be told
Any nigga that’ll sell is moms a rock will prolly sell his soul
You not even a drug dealer, you just a nigga that dealt drugs befo’
Had a couple of double ups, prolly graduated to an ounce but nothin’ mo’
So all that king pen shit in ya raps, you just stuntin’ wit’ that
You ain’t had no boats, bricks, bundles of crack
Enough wit’ the cap, cause you ain’t seen no real money til you start fuckin’ wit’ SMACK
Nigga, Smack made you, but you ungrateful
So they pay me to kill The Bear
Up here talkin’ all this shit, that’s why I don’t feel The Bear
Cause if it wasn’t for them niggas, cub wouldn’t be shit
Be basically showed us how to Build-A-Bear
They gave you the platform to build ya brand, but you ungrateful
Up here actin’ like, “Niggas need me”
Smack, that’s exactly why you shouldn’t have fed The Bear, them bitches greedy
You was up there on AngryFan, soundin’ straight soft
Followin’ Hitman, when every time he got booked, it was big plates
That nigga ate off (Adolf)
Can you not see (Nazi) y’all in different tax brackets?
That’s not the nigga you should talk through
He gassed you up, you ain’t even realize all the bread you was gonna let Holla cost (Holocaust) you
I should off you, but I know you niggas, they hoe you niggas
Got you signed to them slave deals
Worried about that 2.5, get that shit out ya mind
Cause unless Smack take ya bitch ass to dinner, you ain’t gettin’ a paid meal
I stay real, now right about now I feel like spittin’ on you
Cause you started to strike for these niggas, now it’s time to get ya casket, see which one of them will pick it (picket) for you
Nigga you been disloyal, I could never shit on URL
They done did mo’ fo’ me than any of these leagues since a nigga been rappin’
Especially you, you low key one of the bummiest battle rappers
So befo’ this little bit of money I can only imagine
He literally made you from the dirt like God did Adam
EVEn if you don’t believe this yo’ daddy, we do
That’s some shit we don’t gotta go to Maury for
How come you always opening ya mouth sayin’ some shit, then you gotta turn around and say “sorry” for?
You know why? Cause he disrespected Kenneka
They made ya bitch ass apologize
Then you disrespected URL, niggas made ya bitch ass apologize
But he want y’all to believe, that nigga was sellin’ dope to the fiends
Late night he had to stand on the curb
Nigga please, you can’t even stand on ya word!
Word up
Anything I say I can stand on it
I learned from a kid you gotta stay down
I found out every bird don’t fly, once I took the work on a Greyhound
You niggas is straight clown, fake beefin’
I should call you niggas actors
Make sure it was sealed tight enough so a dog couldn’t smell it
My only issue with a (w)rapper
You not a factor
Ever since 12 years old, I’ve been gang bangin’
I’m thankin’ God I ain’t gotta spend my life in prison
You arguin’ with Smack and Beasley tryin’ to make a deal
Nigga, in court we had to take a deal
Strikes is different
Nigga, our lives is different
I’m good anywhere, just ask any of the street niggas I know
Answer me this, how cuz a Bear but he can’t step foot in Chicago?
Drago, I’ll put a hit on Melvin, close range wit’ the red dot
Baow, got Melvin lickin’ the bald head like you got Jodie in a headlock
Nigga the FEDS hot, so I gotta watch how I act T
They said his back against the wall, you might finna black T
Relax T, you came here to lose ya life T
Ya mama put ya face on a shirt, now you a white tee
You light T(ea), you a Diet Brisk, this a hired hit
Matter of fact, I’m comin’ straight to ya do’, I ain’t ask you
Think TLC: code word: No Scrubs
(What that mean?)
If you see me hangin’ out the passenger side of my best friend ride, I ain’t tryin’ to holla at you
The Llama splash you, when you got that gun in yo’ hand you feelin’ like you got more than power
Baow, now them shells in you fat boy ain’t corn or flower
Them hollow tips, man I’m a real life robber, I done hit about 50 licks
You even tried to spend $100,000 amongst 50 Crips?
The .50 clip, so when I bear arms, the strap’s beside his Bear arms
BAOW! BAOW! I ain’t never shot it like this, guess I’m in rare form
And when it’s real, y’all can tell, y’all can see it in they eyes
Go ‘head, it’s yo’ turn to dance around see if they can believe them lies
Nigga time

[Round 2: T-Top]

Beach House – Alien Lyrics

[Verse 1]
City night
White on white
In your eyes
Steals your gaze
Anything
Before it steals away

[Verse 2]
[?]
On the wires
Set on fire
Take each [?]
Between us
Takes us all away

[Chorus]
Sorry sometimes
I get carried away

[Bridge]
Up on the movie screen
Black beauty limousines for you
These dreams of [?]
To the grave for you
Helpless and glimmering
[?] on life with you

[Chorus]
Sorry sometimes
I get carried away
Sorry sometimes
I get carried away
Sorry sometimes
I get carried away
Sorry sometimes
I get carried away
Sorry sometimes
I get carried away

Jess Glynne – Woman Like Me (Demo) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I always say what I’m feeling
I was born without a zip on my mouth
Sometimes I don’t even mean it
It takes a little while to figure me out
I like my coffee with two sugars in it
Nike shoes and my hoodie fitted
Always have my hair tied up (hey, hey, hey)
Insecure but I’m working with it
Many things that I could get rid of
Don’t know how to give it up

[Pre-Chorus]
I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly
I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve
My momma always said “Girl, you’re trouble” and
And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me
And every time we touch, oh you, you make me feel weak
I can tell you’re shy and I think you’re so sweet
Spending every night under covers and
And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me
(A woman)

[Chorus]
Woman like me, like a woman like me
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me (a woman)
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me

[Verse 2]
And baby, just be mine for the weekend
We can get a takeaway and sit on the couch
Or we could just go out for the evening
Hopefully end up with you kissing my mouth, ayy, ayy
You got them blue jeans with a rip up in them
My hair with your fingers in it
Love it when you turn me on
(?) funk with a little bit of
“Love Drunk” in the middle with it
Get down to our favorite song

[Pre-Chorus]
I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly
I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve
My momma always said “Girl, you’re trouble” and
And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me
And every time we touch, boy, you make me feel weak
I can tell you’re shy and I think you’re so sweet
Spending every night under covers and
And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me
(A woman)

[Chorus]
Woman like me, like a woman like me
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me (a woman)
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me

[Bridge]
I’ve been sitting here, waiting
I’ve been waiting on you
I’ve been sittiing here, waiting on and on and on and on

[Chrous]
Woman like me, like a woman like me
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me
Woman like me, like a woman like me
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly
(Woman like me, like a woman like me)
I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve
(La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me)
Momma always said “Girl, you’re trouble” and
(La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me)
And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me
(Like a woman like me, yeah)
(La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me)
And every time we touch, boy, you make me feel weak
(La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me)
I can tell you’re shy and I think you’re so sweet
(La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me)
Spending every night under covers and
(La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me)
And now I wonder, could you fall for a woman like me
(For a woman like me)

[Chorus]
Woman like me, like a woman like me
(Na, na, na, na, na) (a woman like me, like me)
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me (oh, woman like me)
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me (uh, na, na, na, na, na)
La-la-la woman like me, like a woman like me
(A woman)

MO – Blur lyrics

Cool
Yeah, you good?
Yeah

Under the bad, bad moon tonight
Oh baby, is it just me?
Or is it something in the air we breathe?
‘Cause I’m feeling dizzy, dizzy, I
How was the party? Was it treating you right?
I wish that I could be there but I’m
Under the bad, bad moon tonight
Baby, can you help me?

Let me out, I’m trapped in a blur
Started out the way I wanted but it’s weird now
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Too much in my head, I shoulda seen the bad sides
I wanna tell you everything will be fine
But I’m afraid that it’s a waste of your time
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Don’t know how I ended here
Trapped in a blur

Hey!
Oh
Oh
Hey!
Oh

We’re in the [?] age of time
Baby, can I ask you?
How do you fit it all in your mind?
‘Cause I can’t seem to
Yeah, they keep dancing to it on and on
But they don’t understand the song
Under the bad, bad moon tonight
I just need to come clean

Let me out, I’m trapped in a blur
Started out the way I wanted but it’s weird now
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Too much in my head, I shoulda seen the bad sides
I wanna tell you everything will be fine
But I’m afraid that it’s a waste of your time
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Don’t know how I ended here
Trapped in a blur

Hey!
Woo!
Hey!
Trapped in a blur
Hey!
Trapped in a blur
Oh
Oh
Hey!
Oh
Woah

Let me out, I’m trapped in a blur
Started out the way I wanted but it’s weird now
Let me out, I’m lost in the words
Don’t know how I ended here
Trapped in a blur

Future – Fine China lyrics

[Intro: Future & Juice WRLD]
The world on drugs
Ten (yeah) thousand dollar plates
Thousand dollar plates
Thousand dollar plates, fine china
Shawty like a
Shawty like a

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Shawty like a thousand dollar plate of fine china
Tell her that she beautiful everyday, I remind her
Then I jump in the pussy like a lake, I’m a diver
And her last man was a pussy, had a vagina
I get lost in her eyes like dust from the sky
It’s her body or nobody, I refuse to compromise
So if she leaves, I’ma kill her, oh, she a dime
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Going insane, feel you pickin’ up and movin’ things inside my brain
I know I don’t have to argue about everything
But we don’t have the same soul
[?] we got a bigger bankroll
Tell me that you love me, baby, say it again
Repeat it over and over until it’s in my brain
Picked up the drugs so I let my brain
[?] but I’m selfish about my Percs, oh

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Shawty like a thousand dollar plate of fine china
Tell her that she beautiful everyday, I remind her
Then I jump in the pussy like a lake, I’m a diver
And her last man was a pussy, had a vagina
I get lost in her eyes like dust from the sky
It’s her body or nobody, I refuse to compromise
So if she leaves, I’ma kill her, oh, she a dime
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

[Verse 2: Future]
I’m so crazy about mine
I’m goin’ to Pluto with my girl
I’m goin’ to Jupiter with my girl
I’m goin’ to Mars with my girl
I’m goin’ to Saturn with my girl
Feelin’ like I’m runnin’ out of space
You need to send your location, I can’t think
I done fell in love twice but I gotta be lyin’
‘Cause I’m livin’ ten lives, I go crazy about mine

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Shawty like a thousand dollar plate of fine china
Tell her that she beautiful everyday, I remind her
Then I jump in the pussy like a lake, I’m a diver
And her last man was a pussy, had a vagina
I get lost in her eyes like dust from the sky
It’s her body or nobody, I refuse to compromise
So if she leaves, I’ma kill her, oh, she a dime
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

[Outro: Juice WRLD]
Did I say that out loud? I’m so crazy about mine

Juice WRLD – Armed & Dangerous Lyrics

[Intro]
Gun ’em down (Bih, yeah)
With a .50 (Brr, bih, brr)
Gun ’em down
Oh my God, huh
Ya dig
999 shit (Ayy)

[Chorus]
When I’m in town (Yeah), party’s goin’ down (You dig? It’s goin’ down)
Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round)
Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish)
So much money, damn it, I forget to count (You dig? Cash, cash, cash)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah)
Look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (Look), I just be cashin’ out (You dig? Skrr)

[Verse 1]
Walk in that bitch and I’m faded, uh, I fuck that bitch when I’m faded
I got the M&M’s (Millions), called my mom, told her I made it
Yeah, mama, your son too famous, yeah, he on everybody playlist
But he’s still armed and dangerous, he’ll pop at a stranger
Sippin’ lean, cliché, I still do it anyway
Red or purple in the cup, which one should I pick today? Ayy, ayy
Sippin’ hard, gun on me, no need for bodyguard
Aim at your body parts, yeah, take off your body parts, yeah
I’m swingin’ when I’m off the ecstasy, that’s a Molly park, yeah
Iron on me, hoo-hoo, that’s a Tony Stark, yeah
Pourin’ fours in a twenty, yeah, I’m soda pop, yeah
I’m O.C., three-gram wood full of OG
Give BM dick like Moby, uh, gonna make him flash, Adobe, uh
Pay up that cash, you owe me, yeah, huh
Bitch, I need it
Matter fact, fuck that shit, I’m rich, you can keep it
Yeah (Bitch, woo, yeah), damn
Rich niggas over here (They over here), yeah
Broke niggas over there (They over there)
Why is you over here? (Why?)
Go over there (Go over, go over, go over there)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m in town (Yeah), party’s goin’ down (You dig? It’s goin’ down)
Shoot ’em down (Bow), with a .50 round (You dig? A .50 round)
Run the town (What?), ballin’ hard, you outta bounds (You dig? Swish)
So much money, damn it, I forget to count (You dig? Cash, cash, cash)
Ayy, look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig?)
I get the cash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah), I do the dash, I’m out (You dig? Yeah)
Look at my bank account (You dig?), look at the cash amount (You dig? Look)
I get the cash, I’m out (Look), I just be cashin’ out (Skrr)

Lil Uzi Vert – Heavy Metal Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I woke up, richer than yesterday
I had to go get a check today
All by myself no master bae
Her baby got [?]
That boy, he was talking yesterday
He probably [?] to rest today
I’m a put this shit together a faster way
Would you want me to [?]
Told that bitch listen, no no, you can’t kiss me
I hit that thing once, and that just for the finish
[?] turn around lick on this dicky
I got these girls and they fighting all [?]
And they screaming out like “pick me, like pick me”
“pick me, like pick me, like pick me, like pick me”
Bitch I’m a demon, I [?] demon
[?] block, no bitch, this isn’t a [?]

[Chorus 1]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss

[Verse 2]
Three yellow chains and they look like Chris
Two yellow bitches gonna chill in my crib
Make the bitch ride [?] yeah
Which one of you hoes with me?
Uhhhh, drop out at 350
She keep talking about lime green
Lil bitch this is slime green, yeah
[?]
Yeah, that shoot 250, [?] no 100 rounds clip shoot 50
2 minutes I made 250
Lil uzi I’m straight from the 16 yeah
On my neck spent 250

[Chorus 2]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss
You like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this

[Verse 3]
[?]
[?] you know I ball out
[?]
Y’all niggas be hoes, y’all the ones calling 12 to come on (what?)
Yeah I know y’all be the one telling them to come out (what?)
[?] I ain’t talking treehouse
Rat nigga, her job bitch nigga, [?]
Now we in the trap house
[?] you know I’m at your bitch house
And you might get hit in the mouth
[?]
Ain’t know the hoe, go right up when the slime [?]
[?] niggas do some [?] nigga, i don’t know what you nigga about
Racks in Goyard bag, yeah [?] yeah

[Chorus 3]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss
You like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
Two yellow bitches gonna chill in my crib

[Verse 4]
[?] I fiend
Beat the bitch down, told her to put on the jeans
[?] coupe that [?]
[?] on the bottom, got a beam
Eyes wide open, got me focused on the beam
Real class smoke got me high [?]
Know you can’t [?] her baby
[?]
Got to go drip drip [?]
You know you can’t clone me, oh no no no
She [?]
Ran up the racks so they [?]
[?] gold [?]
I’m the chosen, don’t compare me to nobody
Put [?] and watch your body open (he frozen)
[?] (slime)
[?] I call that bitch a loco (she touchy)
No touchy touchy, yeah I told that bitch [?]

[Chorus 3]
You light like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
You ain’t ever see [?] piss
You like a feather
Heavy like brick
I’m a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never had any metal like this
Two yellow bitches gonna chill in my crib

Lil Yachty – Get Dripped Lyrics

[Intro]
Earl on the beat

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Duh, run and lil’ bitch you get hit (bow, bow)
Came in that bitch with a stick (fsh)
Came in that bitch with lil’ kick (fsh)
I got that money I blow (what? fsh)
I’m in this bitch with Lil Meech (fsh, fsh)
I do this shit in my sleep, yeah
Shawty suck me, she so geeked, yeah
Shawty fuck me, she so geeked, yeah
I’m in this bitch and I flee, uh
I put VVS on my lens (fsh)
Shawty can’t wait ’til we lean
Fuck with Lil K you get, fsh
[?] on your ass, you get, fsh
I play that 30 lil’ bitch, yeah
I need a mask for this heat, yeah
I need a gas for my bitch,yeah
You know that choppa don’t miss
You know that choppa don’t miss
I get the muthafucka lit
Double C all on my shit, yeah
Dolce Gabbana my bitch, yeah
Christian Dior, I pop shit, yeah
Shawty gon’ fuck on my drip, yeah

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty in love with my drip, woah
I get that drip, you get dripped, yeah
220 all on that rear, aye
I get the drip, you get dripped
I fucked that bitch, I’m a pimp
I’m with Lil Boat, we not simp
I fucked that bitch, she get bent
We in this bih with no tint

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
I’m in this bih with some tint
They just wan’ peep on my drip
They just wan’ peep all this drip
I get that Glock on my hip
Bitch, I don’t fuck, I want lip
I fucked that bitch with no tip
I was just leanin’ in [?]
I just buy everything Philips

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Yachty]
Shawty in love with my drip, woah
I get that drip, you get dripped, yeah (ay, damn)
220 all on that rear, aye (ay)
I get the drip, you get dripped (ay, ay)
I fucked that bitch I’m a pimp (ay)
I’m with Lil Boat, we not simp (ay)
I fucked that bitch, she get bent (ay, ay, ay, ay, okay)

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Yeah, uh (ay)
Thugger lil’ bitch speak Ebonics (ay)
Shootin’ that Glock supersonics (bow, bow)
I drop a dub at Onyx (ay)
[?] that thing up ([?])
Beat from the back, she runnin’ (bih)
Pink Prada bag, I’m thumbin’ (bih)
[?] 30 round gunnin’ (bow)
Fuck what they saying, they pussy (fuck ’em)
Richest young nigga on gang (yeah, yeah)
I put them niggas on gang (ay)
They started snitching
Oops, back at [?] I was swiping
Oops, beat up that pussy, I’m Tyson
Oops, niggas is reckless, triflin’
[?] don’t call me (brr)
Rich white [?], Mike Lowry (Mike Lowry)
Keep one giant stick like Atari (like Atari)
V on my back like Bari (VLONE)
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
Me and Cash Carti go way back (ay)
Nigga don’t like me, then say that (okay)
20 years old in a Maybach (skrt)
Hoo! flexing (fuck it up, damn)
Young nigga flexing no 8 pack (uh!)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Shawty in love with my drip, woah
I get that drip, you get dripped, yeah
220 all on that rear, aye
I get the drip, you get dripped
I fucked that bitch, I’m a pimp
I’m with Lil Boat, we not simp
I fucked that bitch, she get bent
We in this bih with no tint

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Damn (ay)
Damn (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Bow, bow

Usher – She Ain’t Tell Ya lyrics

Every story got more than one side
Today I’mma tell you my side
I hurt you, you hurt me
Even exchange, listen

She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners
She ain’t tell ya I paid for her body yeah
She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry no
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners
No, she ain’t tell ya I paid for that body no

She ain’t tell ya that money spread it out like carpet
She ain’t tell ya I had her leaking like a faucet
She ever tell you, she ain’t have no love for papi
She ain’t tell you I gotta keep that cash on me (yuh)
She ain’t tell you I gotta keep the bag on me
She ain’t tell you I boost her self-esteem did she?
No she didn’t tell you she’d rather play on my team, did she?
I know she told you things she didn’t mean, did she?
She ain’t tell you she seen three million dollars in jewelry
She ain’t tell you the truth or did she cause I’m curious
She ain’t tell you that check did increase my endurance
She ain’t tell you materialistic girls attract me
She ain’t tell you every time she leave, she coming back for me
She ain’t tell you I got that Bentley truck and cashed down
She ain’t tell you these plush seats feel like a couch
She ain’t tell you I paid off her mama house
And I know my love leave a stain without a doubt
She ain’t gon’ tell you how I came through and put it down
She ain’t gon’ tell you how we like to club up with all these bottles
She ain’t gon’ tell you how I came through last night with sixty models
And I can’t tell you ’bout no issues or no problems
And she ain’t tell you how I flaunt her up in karats
I promise on my soul I’m never gon’ be average
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (she ain’t tell you that shit though)
She ain’t tell you I’m in her veins like IV
She ain’t tell you we just came back from Greece
She ain’t tell you that my bank account increased
She didn’t tell you was the middle of the week then
We woke up on Wednesday and took a spree
She ain’t tell you she was motivating me
She ain’t tell you her designer bag came from me
She ain’t tell you her legs stretched out in Lamborghini seats (no)
If I ain’t laying next to her then she can’t even sleep
When she pull up she be tryna stay with me for weeks
Call me the general, you know I play for keeps
She ain’t tell you I sting like Muhammad Ali

She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry no
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners no
She ain’t tell ya I paid for her body yeah
She ain’t tell ya I let her push the ‘rari
She ain’t tell ya I never told her sorry
She ain’t tell ya she let me hit her partners
She ain’t say I paid for her body no
Oh nah, she said, he said
Fuck what they said, no, no

Don’t be bitter, just be better
If I hurt you and you hurt me
How you paint yourself as unlucky?

Quavo – GIVE IT TO EM lyrics

Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh
It’s Buddah Beats

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I’m like Odell with the contracts (Odell)
Scratch that
I’m up fifteen mil, that’s a fun fact (Fifteen mil)
Bad bih, where you from? Give me some (Yeah)
Come back, send me drum, banana, ugh
Catch a contact, Met Gala, Kanye, one
Come back, run that, run that, ugh
Fuck her first, then you pay the rent (Smash)
Shit don’t make no sense (No)
Fourth down, I need every inch
Now we first and goal, bitch (Biatch)
Now it’s time to get outta control
Hell nah, I will never snitch (No)
Middle finger to the government (Twelve)
Ridin’ ’round, windows president (Skrrt, skrrt)
She like it face down, and her ass bent (Yeah)
She throw that shit around, you gon’ have a fit (Hey, yes sir)
Bust a move, bitch (Move, skrrt, skrrt)
Make the news, bitch (News)

[Chorus: Quavo & Saweetie]
When she geekin’, she be eatin’ (Eat it up, eat it up)
Break a solid nigga, into pieces (Yeah, yeah)
Might turn him into a baby (Turn him in baby, hey)
I told her, “Give it to him, baby” (Yeah, woo)
I be geekin’ (Geekin’, geekin’)
I be eatin’ (Eat it up, eat it up)
Break a solid nigga (Break ’em)
Into pieces (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might turn him into a baby (Turn him in baby)
I told her, “Give it to ’em, baby” (Woo)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I had to turn the savage on (Savage, savage)
I had to turn the manners off (Woo)
First class, yeah, you sittin’ with him, baby (Woo)
First class, you sittin’ next to the boss (Huncho)
Big dope inside the loft (Big dope)
She said she too bad to knock it off (Woo)
At least that’s what you thought (What you thought)
It’s gettin’ real sad, the nigga ball (Nigga ball)
It’s like when ‘Melo came to the Hawks (‘Melo, ‘Melo)
He still got a jersey though (Jersey)
Way she work a nigga call him Deuce Bigalow
Pull up, bald head, lime green, Lamb’ Piccolo (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus: Quavo & Saweetie]
I be geekin’ (Geekin’, geekin’)
I be eatin’ (Eat it up, eat it up)
Break a solid nigga (Break ’em)
Into pieces (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might turn him into a baby (Turn him in baby)
I told her, “Give it to ’em, baby” (Woo)
When she geekin’, she be eatin’ (Eat it up, eat it up)
Break a solid nigga, into pieces (Yeah, yeah)
Might turn him into a baby (Turn him in baby, hey)
I told her, “Give it to him, baby” (Yeah, woo)