Yeah, yeah
What you want?
What you want? Ayy
Sometimes I wake up and I feel like that I'm dreaming (dream)
A nigga made it out the mud, I can't believe it ('lieve)
I know a couple niggas wanna see me bleeding (bleed)
Shots fired, man down, I ain't breathing (bleed, bu-bu-bu)
I told them pussy niggas catch me when they see me (yeah)
I got a bad little bitch and she conceited (conceited)
Sometimes I text her back she don't even read it (read it)
And she say she love me but you know I don't believe it (believe it)
You know I don't give a f*ck 'cause I'm a demon (bitch)
Put some VVs in my teeth, now I'm always cheesing (ice, ice)
Went to sleep with all my ice, I woke up freezing (freeze)
F*ck a bad bitch then you know she leaving (yeah)
I'm a hot nigga on the block, nigga with a Glock (with a Glock)
See a opp, then his body drop, nigga, f*ck the cops (doot doot)
They can't stop this, lawyer money, bail money busting out of my pocket
Niggas hating on me and gang 'cause we takin' off like a rocket
And my bitch bad, she a mixed freak (she a mixed freak)
Ride that dick fast like a six-speed (ride it like a six-speed)
We blowing cash, spend it quickly
I wonder, when I die will they miss me?
Sometimes I wake up and I feel like that I'm dreaming (dream)
A nigga made it out the mud, I can't believe it ('lieve)
I know a couple niggas wanna see me bleeding (bleed)
Shots fired, man down, I ain't breathing (bleed, bu-bu-bu)
I told them pussy niggas catch me when they see me (yeah)
I got a bad little bitch and she conceited (conceited)
Sometimes I text her back she don't even read it (read it)
And she say she love me but you know I don't believe it (believe it)
Never thought I'd live like this, all these bust downs on my wrist
Two hoes sucking on my dick, champagne coming out my piss
Thirty thousand for my drip, thirty hanging on my hip
New blue hundreds, yeah, they crisp
I take them racks out the bank and I spend it (damn)
All my young niggas got bodies, they just came off a trip (yeah)
Spin the block and caught a opp, they left his brains in the field (Bu-bu-bu)
He was all on Instagram, he thought that shit was a joke
Gofundme, link that shit and got broke
Mama cryin' 'cause she can't pay that bill
Bullets flyin', man, I know how that feel
Duck behind all them cars as a shield
When I die, well, I ain't gon' cry, be the only one in my will
'Cause that's the only real love that I feel, for real
Sometimes I wake up and I feel like that I'm dreaming (dream)
A nigga made it out the mud, I can't believe it ('lieve)
I know a couple niggas wanna see me bleeding (bleed)
Shots fired, man down, I ain't breathing (bleed, bu-bu-bu)
I told them pussy niggas catch me when they see me (yeah)
I got a bad little bitch and she conceited (conceited)
Sometimes I text her back she don't even read it (read it)
And she say she love me but you know I don't believe it (believe it)
(Don't believe it)
(I know some niggas hanging with me, they be scheming)
(Yeah, huh, don't believe it)
(Thinkin' they gon' catch me lacking, man they dreaming)
PnB Rock - TrapStar Turnt PopStar Album Lyrics
PnB Rock - TrapStar Turnt PopStar Lyrics
Writer: Maurice Walker, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Need More
Got it on smash
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
Hitmaka
Yeah
He can f*ck you good, but I can f*ck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
Pockets swole (but I need more, I need more)
Wrist on froze (but I need more, but I need more)
Copped the Rolls (but I need more, I need more)
Yeah (but I need more)
Who in the hell would thought I would be here
Singin', rappin' and makin' these millions?
When I was just posted up, all on the block
I was trapping right front of the buildings
Mama said, "Boy, you keep stressing me out
Too caught up in these streets, they gon' kill you"
And she put me right out on the streets
But she said I would die, no, I ain't got no feelings
Drop the top, no, I ain't got no ceilings
I got my Glock when I walk in the building
Got a bad bitch and she how I'm comin'
She know I'm a hundred, she know I'm the realest
I get the check, she help me count it up
All of these hunnids, yeah we add it up
We be just popping them tags, yeah
I don't give a f*ck what's your past, yeah
You was f*cking all them lames
F*cking all those lames, way before you met me
But you know they ain't better than me
They ain't f*cking that check up like me
Don't get that pussy wetter than me
And them niggas ain't flexing like me
I'm the one that invest in your goals
Keep it real, girl, you already know
He can f*ck you good, but I can f*ck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
Pockets swole (but I need more, I need more)
Wrist on froze (but I need more, but I need more)
Copped the Rolls (but I need more, I need more)
Yeah (but I need more)
I know these niggas, they hatin' us
All of these bitches, they hatin' us
Balencie', all different flavors
Gucci in all different flavors
When we be f*cking, I beat that shit down
You be screamin' so loud, waking neighbors up
I hit it good, you say "Daddy so good
I swear I need that right when I'm waking up"
Get you a bust down, young nigga up now
I just might go cop that Lambo (truck now)
All of these bad lil' bitches wanna (f*ck now)
We caught a opp out of bounds, that's a (touch down)
Brr, brr, brr, I still pull up with the stick
My lil' bitch, she super thick
Gave me that pussy, now she lit
I put that ice on her wrist
I got her pullin' up in all them foreigns
F*ck lame lil' nigga, he was boring
When he had you, he ain't know what he was doing
Yeah, I'm the one that invest in your goals
I'm the one, put that dick in your soul
Keep it real, girl, you already know
He can f*ck you good, but I can f*ck you better (f*ck you better)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level (your ex ain't on my level)
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (keep hunnids on my schedule)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (to get this ice all on my bezel)
Pockets swole (yeah, but I need more, I need more)
Wrist on froze (but I need more, but I need more)
Copped the Rolls (but I need more, I need more)
Yeah (but I need more)
Know what he was doin'
But I need more
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
Hitmaka
Yeah
He can f*ck you good, but I can f*ck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
Pockets swole (but I need more, I need more)
Wrist on froze (but I need more, but I need more)
Copped the Rolls (but I need more, I need more)
Yeah (but I need more)
Who in the hell would thought I would be here
Singin', rappin' and makin' these millions?
When I was just posted up, all on the block
I was trapping right front of the buildings
Mama said, "Boy, you keep stressing me out
Too caught up in these streets, they gon' kill you"
And she put me right out on the streets
But she said I would die, no, I ain't got no feelings
Drop the top, no, I ain't got no ceilings
I got my Glock when I walk in the building
Got a bad bitch and she how I'm comin'
She know I'm a hundred, she know I'm the realest
I get the check, she help me count it up
All of these hunnids, yeah we add it up
We be just popping them tags, yeah
I don't give a f*ck what's your past, yeah
You was f*cking all them lames
F*cking all those lames, way before you met me
But you know they ain't better than me
They ain't f*cking that check up like me
Don't get that pussy wetter than me
And them niggas ain't flexing like me
I'm the one that invest in your goals
Keep it real, girl, you already know
He can f*ck you good, but I can f*ck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
Pockets swole (but I need more, I need more)
Wrist on froze (but I need more, but I need more)
Copped the Rolls (but I need more, I need more)
Yeah (but I need more)
I know these niggas, they hatin' us
All of these bitches, they hatin' us
Balencie', all different flavors
Gucci in all different flavors
When we be f*cking, I beat that shit down
You be screamin' so loud, waking neighbors up
I hit it good, you say "Daddy so good
I swear I need that right when I'm waking up"
Get you a bust down, young nigga up now
I just might go cop that Lambo (truck now)
All of these bad lil' bitches wanna (f*ck now)
We caught a opp out of bounds, that's a (touch down)
Brr, brr, brr, I still pull up with the stick
My lil' bitch, she super thick
Gave me that pussy, now she lit
I put that ice on her wrist
I got her pullin' up in all them foreigns
F*ck lame lil' nigga, he was boring
When he had you, he ain't know what he was doing
Yeah, I'm the one that invest in your goals
I'm the one, put that dick in your soul
Keep it real, girl, you already know
He can f*ck you good, but I can f*ck you better (f*ck you better)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level (your ex ain't on my level)
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (keep hunnids on my schedule)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (to get this ice all on my bezel)
Pockets swole (yeah, but I need more, I need more)
Wrist on froze (but I need more, but I need more)
Copped the Rolls (but I need more, I need more)
Yeah (but I need more)
Know what he was doin'
But I need more
Writer: Christian Ward, Jordan Holt-May, Nickholas Baker, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Samuel Jimenez
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Deez Streetz
Yeah
Done made it out this shit
Oh yeah
I had to get it out the mud, had to turn up, nigga, no sleep (sleep)
I used to want a hunnid bands, now I make a hunnid bands in a week (week)
I never really gave a f*ck about 'em, they ain't never cared about me (me)
And every time you see me out, you know I keep a strap case they try to creep (brrt)
JPays and the Green Dots, do that shit every week
Niggas get killed all over screenshots, Instagram, and the tweets (tweets)
Screamin' f*ck all the opps now, send the location, we can meet (meet)
Bitches f*ckin' for the clout now, name bad out in these streets (streets), damn
Uh, I'm losin' my sanity
I done been f*cked up all my life, this shit was planned for me (on God)
And I don't know nothin' 'bout that bitch, but she been stayin' with me
How you think I'm gon' trust that bitch? I don't trust my own family (no)
And this shit was plain to see, them niggas, they wasn't really gang with me (gang)
I ain't have nowhere to sleep, tell me who was out there in the rain with me? (Huh?)
This money controllin' me (controllin'), the streets got a hold of me (goddamn)
Lil' shawty wanna roll with me (yeah), she give her all to me
I was runnin' them racks up, had to get it, I don't waste time (bands)
I f*ck up a check all on my neck, young nigga shine (ice, ice, ice)
I'm speedin', yeah, I'm racin' (skrrt)
I'm rollin' in the matrix (the matrix)
Lil' shawty, yeah, she naked (she naked)
Can't f*ck that ho, she basic
I had to get it out the mud, had to turn up, nigga, no sleep (sleep)
I used to want a hunnid bands, now I make a hunnid bands in a week (week)
I never really gave a f*ck about 'em, they ain't never cared about me (me)
And every time you see me out, you know I keep a strap case they try to creep (brrt)
JPays and the Green Dots, do that shit every week
Niggas get killed all over screenshots, Instagram, and the tweets (tweets)
Screamin' f*ck all the opps now, send the location, we can meet (meet)
Bitches f*ckin' for the clout now, name bad out in these streets (streets), damn
And I'm good when I hang where it's dangerous (turn up)
I mix my Perc' with my pain (on God)
JPay so you can't complain (on God)
How the f*ck you broke with a name? (Yeah)
I risk my life for the gang (for the gang)
I like weed, not cocaine (cocaine)
No sneak diss, say it to your face (bitch)
My crayhead came with a K (yeah, yeah, yeah)
How you say family don't matter? Yeah
Police came and I scatter (scatter)
That Glock-30 come with a ladder, uh
Locked up, they won't let him out
Bet he come up dead for the clout (yeah)
How he shouldn't ran his mouth
How he shouldn't
Now he caught that bullet (that bullet)
Backwoods Cookie (Backwoods Cookie), uh
He a goofy (he a goofy)
Yeah, super goofy (super goofy), uh
Why the f*ck they didn't believe us?
Hope them niggas never need us
And I know a whole killer
But he turned into a diva
I had to get it out the mud, had to turn up, nigga, no sleep (sleep)
I used to want a hunnid bands, now I make a hunnid bands in a week (week)
I never really gave a f*ck about 'em, they ain't never cared about me (me)
And every time you see me out, you know I keep a strap case they try to creep (brrt)
JPays and the Green Dots, do that shit every week
Niggas get killed all over screenshots, Instagram, and the tweets (tweets)
Screamin' f*ck all the opps now, send the location, we can meet (meet)
Bitches f*ckin' for the clout now, name bad out in these streets (streets), damn
Done made it out this shit
Oh yeah
I had to get it out the mud, had to turn up, nigga, no sleep (sleep)
I used to want a hunnid bands, now I make a hunnid bands in a week (week)
I never really gave a f*ck about 'em, they ain't never cared about me (me)
And every time you see me out, you know I keep a strap case they try to creep (brrt)
JPays and the Green Dots, do that shit every week
Niggas get killed all over screenshots, Instagram, and the tweets (tweets)
Screamin' f*ck all the opps now, send the location, we can meet (meet)
Bitches f*ckin' for the clout now, name bad out in these streets (streets), damn
Uh, I'm losin' my sanity
I done been f*cked up all my life, this shit was planned for me (on God)
And I don't know nothin' 'bout that bitch, but she been stayin' with me
How you think I'm gon' trust that bitch? I don't trust my own family (no)
And this shit was plain to see, them niggas, they wasn't really gang with me (gang)
I ain't have nowhere to sleep, tell me who was out there in the rain with me? (Huh?)
This money controllin' me (controllin'), the streets got a hold of me (goddamn)
Lil' shawty wanna roll with me (yeah), she give her all to me
I was runnin' them racks up, had to get it, I don't waste time (bands)
I f*ck up a check all on my neck, young nigga shine (ice, ice, ice)
I'm speedin', yeah, I'm racin' (skrrt)
I'm rollin' in the matrix (the matrix)
Lil' shawty, yeah, she naked (she naked)
Can't f*ck that ho, she basic
I had to get it out the mud, had to turn up, nigga, no sleep (sleep)
I used to want a hunnid bands, now I make a hunnid bands in a week (week)
I never really gave a f*ck about 'em, they ain't never cared about me (me)
And every time you see me out, you know I keep a strap case they try to creep (brrt)
JPays and the Green Dots, do that shit every week
Niggas get killed all over screenshots, Instagram, and the tweets (tweets)
Screamin' f*ck all the opps now, send the location, we can meet (meet)
Bitches f*ckin' for the clout now, name bad out in these streets (streets), damn
And I'm good when I hang where it's dangerous (turn up)
I mix my Perc' with my pain (on God)
JPay so you can't complain (on God)
How the f*ck you broke with a name? (Yeah)
I risk my life for the gang (for the gang)
I like weed, not cocaine (cocaine)
No sneak diss, say it to your face (bitch)
My crayhead came with a K (yeah, yeah, yeah)
How you say family don't matter? Yeah
Police came and I scatter (scatter)
That Glock-30 come with a ladder, uh
Locked up, they won't let him out
Bet he come up dead for the clout (yeah)
How he shouldn't ran his mouth
How he shouldn't
Now he caught that bullet (that bullet)
Backwoods Cookie (Backwoods Cookie), uh
He a goofy (he a goofy)
Yeah, super goofy (super goofy), uh
Why the f*ck they didn't believe us?
Hope them niggas never need us
And I know a whole killer
But he turned into a diva
I had to get it out the mud, had to turn up, nigga, no sleep (sleep)
I used to want a hunnid bands, now I make a hunnid bands in a week (week)
I never really gave a f*ck about 'em, they ain't never cared about me (me)
And every time you see me out, you know I keep a strap case they try to creep (brrt)
JPays and the Green Dots, do that shit every week
Niggas get killed all over screenshots, Instagram, and the tweets (tweets)
Screamin' f*ck all the opps now, send the location, we can meet (meet)
Bitches f*ckin' for the clout now, name bad out in these streets (streets), damn
Writer: Andrew Franklin, Brandon Chase Korn, Durk Banks, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Go to Mars
Fast whip, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star
We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars
Shit, I'm talkin' fast whips (yeah, yeah), foreign cars (foreign cars)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Fast whips (fast whips)
Bad bitch (bitch)
Ridin' 'round the city smokin' on that gas, bitch (on that)
On the way to Rodeo, she into fashion (skrrt, skrrt)
She the type to go f*ck up a bag quick (yeah)
Flex on 'em (flex)
F*ck up a check on 'em (check)
Ice on my neck on 'em (bitch)
Ice on my neck on 'em (bitch)
Ice on my wrist, bitch (whoa)
I got 'em sick, bitch (bitch)
Young nigga lit, bitch (bitch)
Young nigga rich, bitch (woo)
New whip alert (woo)
New bitch alert (yeah)
New drip alert (yeah)
I got they feelings hurt (oh yeah)
All in my pockets, yeah, they got the blues
All of my bitches, they come in twos
Don't come too close, you not takin' my jewels
Try me, I swear, you makin' the news, yeah, yeah
Fast whips (yeah, yeah), foreign cars (foreign cars)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Shit, I'm talkin' fast whips (skrrt, skrrt), foreign cars (yeah)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Walk in the mall, I got cash (cash)
Don't even ask for the price (naw)
She so excited to f*ck, she gon' remember this for the rest of her life (no cap)
If you wanna f*ck me, bitch (bit), you gotta go through the guys (gang)
Look at the flick of the wrist (bang), I payed a hundred for my ice
If it cross yo' mind to take my chain, you don't give a f*ck about life (bitch)
Middle of the day, I'm f*ckin' tonight and that's how I'm endin' my night (she know that)
This AP'll light up yo' life (bang), this Draco'll light up the night (bang)
You owe me money? Pull up with mine, you know I ain't tellin' you twice
'Cause that choppa like yo' ace, bitch, it ain't gon' miss you, nigga (bang, bang)
And God really with you if I missed you, nigga (bang, bang)
Switchin' lanes in that Tiger, that's a Bentley, nigga (skrrt)
I f*ck with Rock the long way, Detroit to Philly, nigga
Fast whips (yeah, yeah), foreign cars (foreign cars)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Shit, I'm talkin' fast whips (skrrt, skrrt), foreign cars (yeah)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah, bitch)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star
We be blowin' cash quick like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars
Shit, I'm talkin' fast whips (yeah, yeah), foreign cars (foreign cars)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Fast whips (fast whips)
Bad bitch (bitch)
Ridin' 'round the city smokin' on that gas, bitch (on that)
On the way to Rodeo, she into fashion (skrrt, skrrt)
She the type to go f*ck up a bag quick (yeah)
Flex on 'em (flex)
F*ck up a check on 'em (check)
Ice on my neck on 'em (bitch)
Ice on my neck on 'em (bitch)
Ice on my wrist, bitch (whoa)
I got 'em sick, bitch (bitch)
Young nigga lit, bitch (bitch)
Young nigga rich, bitch (woo)
New whip alert (woo)
New bitch alert (yeah)
New drip alert (yeah)
I got they feelings hurt (oh yeah)
All in my pockets, yeah, they got the blues
All of my bitches, they come in twos
Don't come too close, you not takin' my jewels
Try me, I swear, you makin' the news, yeah, yeah
Fast whips (yeah, yeah), foreign cars (foreign cars)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Shit, I'm talkin' fast whips (skrrt, skrrt), foreign cars (yeah)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Walk in the mall, I got cash (cash)
Don't even ask for the price (naw)
She so excited to f*ck, she gon' remember this for the rest of her life (no cap)
If you wanna f*ck me, bitch (bit), you gotta go through the guys (gang)
Look at the flick of the wrist (bang), I payed a hundred for my ice
If it cross yo' mind to take my chain, you don't give a f*ck about life (bitch)
Middle of the day, I'm f*ckin' tonight and that's how I'm endin' my night (she know that)
This AP'll light up yo' life (bang), this Draco'll light up the night (bang)
You owe me money? Pull up with mine, you know I ain't tellin' you twice
'Cause that choppa like yo' ace, bitch, it ain't gon' miss you, nigga (bang, bang)
And God really with you if I missed you, nigga (bang, bang)
Switchin' lanes in that Tiger, that's a Bentley, nigga (skrrt)
I f*ck with Rock the long way, Detroit to Philly, nigga
Fast whips (yeah, yeah), foreign cars (foreign cars)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
Shit, I'm talkin' fast whips (skrrt, skrrt), foreign cars (yeah)
With a bad bitch, she f*ck me like a porn star (like a porn star)
We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah, bitch)
Writer: Edgar Ferrera, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Terry Wallace Sanchez Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Penny Proud
Smash Bros
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
I got money now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, but I ain't no pussy, don't you tempt me
Yeah, I got money, now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, I ain't no pussy, but, nah, don't tempt me
Pulled up on my blindside (side)
They thought I was lackin' 'til them shot fired (fired)
Hung up on me, it's gon' be a homicide
F*ck around, you gon' leave your family traumatized
We gon' make the block hot when it's cold outside
Red tape with the chalk, body outline
It ain't safe for the opps, they can't come outside (no)
Broad day, one phone call, know he gon' slide
Yeah, clear the scene (scene), snipers with the beam (beam)
Tryna run me, put you on a tee
Hold on, wait, let's get back into this cash shit
Trap shit, used to get that work and make it backflip (bitch)
'Member all them days when I was broke and I ain't had shit (bitch)
Had to make a play to put some food up in the cabinet (bitch)
Now I'm in LA and I spend twenty on some fashion (yeah)
With a bad bitch, she far from average, CC on her fabrics
I got money now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, but I ain't no pussy, don't you tempt me
Yeah, I got money, now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, I ain't no pussy, but, nah, don't tempt me
Yeah, every day I'm thinkin' 'bout expenses
Went from public houses, now we're trappin' out of mansions
Remember we hit that lick, we heard the police on them scanners
Had to take a trip, went and got a bando in Atlanta
Fell in love with these bitches, she was sweeter than Tropicana
Made her quit her job 'cause, no, my bitch can't be no dancer
Remember I almost died, that's why I'm big on second chances
I still turn to God 'cause sometimes I just need an answer
Sometimes the devil get a hold of me (hold of me)
Think about my past and it get cold to me (cold to me)
Murder on my mind before I got to sleep (go to sleep)
Need someone to travel down this road with me (this road with me), yeah
Sometimes it get alone to me (yeah)
And this fame shit gettin' old to me (yeah)
Nobody's who they supposed to be (yeah)
I got money now they envy (envy)
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, but I ain't no pussy, don't you tempt me
Yeah, I got money, now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, I ain't no pussy, but, nah, don't tempt me
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
I got money now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, but I ain't no pussy, don't you tempt me
Yeah, I got money, now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, I ain't no pussy, but, nah, don't tempt me
Pulled up on my blindside (side)
They thought I was lackin' 'til them shot fired (fired)
Hung up on me, it's gon' be a homicide
F*ck around, you gon' leave your family traumatized
We gon' make the block hot when it's cold outside
Red tape with the chalk, body outline
It ain't safe for the opps, they can't come outside (no)
Broad day, one phone call, know he gon' slide
Yeah, clear the scene (scene), snipers with the beam (beam)
Tryna run me, put you on a tee
Hold on, wait, let's get back into this cash shit
Trap shit, used to get that work and make it backflip (bitch)
'Member all them days when I was broke and I ain't had shit (bitch)
Had to make a play to put some food up in the cabinet (bitch)
Now I'm in LA and I spend twenty on some fashion (yeah)
With a bad bitch, she far from average, CC on her fabrics
I got money now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, but I ain't no pussy, don't you tempt me
Yeah, I got money, now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, I ain't no pussy, but, nah, don't tempt me
Yeah, every day I'm thinkin' 'bout expenses
Went from public houses, now we're trappin' out of mansions
Remember we hit that lick, we heard the police on them scanners
Had to take a trip, went and got a bando in Atlanta
Fell in love with these bitches, she was sweeter than Tropicana
Made her quit her job 'cause, no, my bitch can't be no dancer
Remember I almost died, that's why I'm big on second chances
I still turn to God 'cause sometimes I just need an answer
Sometimes the devil get a hold of me (hold of me)
Think about my past and it get cold to me (cold to me)
Murder on my mind before I got to sleep (go to sleep)
Need someone to travel down this road with me (this road with me), yeah
Sometimes it get alone to me (yeah)
And this fame shit gettin' old to me (yeah)
Nobody's who they supposed to be (yeah)
I got money now they envy (envy)
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, but I ain't no pussy, don't you tempt me
Yeah, I got money, now they envy
Plottin', yeah, I heard they tryna end me
I'm just tryna make my mama proud, not talkin' Penny
I ain't no killer, I ain't no pussy, but, nah, don't tempt me
Writer: Nicholas Cavalieri, Peter Kim, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
MIDDLE CHILD
[PnB Rock]
Ah
Oh-oh
Oh, yeah
[PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild
Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, bitch, I'm runnin' in your f*ckin' house (Bitch)
With them 30s out (Yeah), f*ck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, runnin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Baby, I'm high as shit, I'm off a percy now (Percy now)
Huh, nigga run up on me, I'ma blow him down
[XXXTENTACION]
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V., pocket wallet
Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30's now (30's now)
Hey, hey, 30's now, 30 bands, 30 now (Yuh)
[PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
Pussy nigga always talkin', why the f*ck these niggas talkin'?
I don't know, pull up slow, sticks out the window, look what you started
Huh, yeah, catch a opp, better bounce out, we gon' burn him down (Burn him down)
30 down, 30 rounds, 100 rounds (Buck, buck, buck)
Hold up, niggas don't want no smoke
Roll up dead niggas when I smoke
Bad bitch, she put it all in her throat
She suck my dick while I'm floatin' the Ghost
New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze (Ice)
These niggas is hoes, I keep me a pole
I swear these new bitches be doing the most
Slimin' like I'm drippin' snot from my nose (Slatt)
You know I came from the mud with this (Mud)
They never showed me no love with this (Yeah)
I had to jugg and finesse, was just standing on corner
Was selling them drugs and shit (Drugs)
They used to be on some other shit (Uh)
Now they see me coming up and shit (Uh)
I tell them leeches to suck a dick (Uh)
Nowadays they see me dubbin' shit
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild
Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, bitch, I'm runnin' in your f*ckin' house (Bitch)
With them 30s out (Yeah), f*ck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, runnin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Baby, I'm high as shit, I'm off a percy now (Percy now)
Huh, nigga run up on me, I'ma blow him down
[XXXTENTACION]
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V., pocket wallet
Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now (30s now)
Hey, hey, 30's now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)
Ah
Oh-oh
Oh, yeah
[PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild
Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, bitch, I'm runnin' in your f*ckin' house (Bitch)
With them 30s out (Yeah), f*ck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, runnin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Baby, I'm high as shit, I'm off a percy now (Percy now)
Huh, nigga run up on me, I'ma blow him down
[XXXTENTACION]
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V., pocket wallet
Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30's now (30's now)
Hey, hey, 30's now, 30 bands, 30 now (Yuh)
[PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
Pussy nigga always talkin', why the f*ck these niggas talkin'?
I don't know, pull up slow, sticks out the window, look what you started
Huh, yeah, catch a opp, better bounce out, we gon' burn him down (Burn him down)
30 down, 30 rounds, 100 rounds (Buck, buck, buck)
Hold up, niggas don't want no smoke
Roll up dead niggas when I smoke
Bad bitch, she put it all in her throat
She suck my dick while I'm floatin' the Ghost
New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze (Ice)
These niggas is hoes, I keep me a pole
I swear these new bitches be doing the most
Slimin' like I'm drippin' snot from my nose (Slatt)
You know I came from the mud with this (Mud)
They never showed me no love with this (Yeah)
I had to jugg and finesse, was just standing on corner
Was selling them drugs and shit (Drugs)
They used to be on some other shit (Uh)
Now they see me coming up and shit (Uh)
I tell them leeches to suck a dick (Uh)
Nowadays they see me dubbin' shit
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, bitch, I was young and wild
Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, bitch, I'm runnin' in your f*ckin' house (Bitch)
With them 30s out (Yeah), f*ck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, runnin' 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Baby, I'm high as shit, I'm off a percy now (Percy now)
Huh, nigga run up on me, I'ma blow him down
[XXXTENTACION]
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V., pocket wallet
Niggas hate, niggas bitches, niggas bitches, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, I'm talkin' 30s now (30s now)
Hey, hey, 30's now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)
Writer: Christian Ho, Jahseh Onfroy, Rakim Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Nowadays
Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on
Some crates under the bed, just to sleep on
Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on
Nowadays, look at niggas, we on
Yeah
Yeah, I had to boss my life up
Get my change up, had to get my ice up
Get my bands up, had to get my mans up
For the block, yeah I do it for my fam, yeah
Here's a little story 'bout a nigga named PnB
Know a couple pussy niggas thinking 'bout deleting me
I don't give a f*ck though, 'cause I keep that thing with me
When them niggas run into me, keep that same energy
Came from a broken home, momma, she was never home
All our fathers dead and gone, yeah they left us all alone
Momma had to sell crack, 'member niggas took her pack
Robbed her for a f*ckin' sack, now we gotta start from scratch
In and out of shelters, felt like God found us
All these f*ckin' family members, ain't nobody help us
It don't even matter though, we gon' be rich one day
'Til then I'm on the block, trappin' up on one-way
Niggas talking crazy, they don't want no f*ckin' gun play
I'll pull up on that nigga block, on a Sunday
Church day, I'll turn that shit into a hearse day
Every time you see me, I be riding with my 30
Every time you see me, I be slidin' with my 30
Give a opp a 42, feel like James Worthy
Leave a nigga brains on the side where the curb be
Leave a nigga name on his shirt, like a jersey
Opp shit, yeah we pop shit, like a Perky
Opp's talking all that hot shit but still ain't hurt me
Niggas disrespect my brother name we gone murk 'em
Slide through they block, we gone do them niggas dirty (yeah)
Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on (yeah)
Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on (yeah)
Put some syrup on my bread, just to eat on (yeah)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we on (yeah)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we up (yeah)
Still ain't comfortable so I ain't got my feet up (yeah)
Trap phone jumpin' off the meter (yeah)
I need 50K for a feature (yeah)
Yeah, I had to boss my life up (boss my life up)
Get my change up, had to get my ice up (ice)
Get my bands up, had to get my mans up (get my mans up)
For the block, yeah I do it for my fam (yeah)
Do it for the block, can't just do it for my gang (gang)
Do it for the squad, yeah you know it's New Lane (skrt)
F*ck all these other niggas, oh they so lame
F*ck all these rap niggas, I'll take one of they chains (gimme that shit)
'Cause they sweet, yeah them niggas hoes, they don't want no smoke
I'll pull up to they show with all my bros, with all these poles
Like, "What's happening?" We can get it cracking, we can get it popping
We gon' f*ck them niggas up then we gon' run all in they pocket
'Cause they sweet, yeah them niggas hoes, told yo' ass before
I ain't nothing like these niggas that be singing to these hoes
'Cause I be singing and I be trappin' and I be riding 'round with my pole
All these lames gon' get exposed, I just get it with my woes
Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on (with no heat on)
Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on (just to sleep on)
Put some syrup on my bread, just to eat on (just to eat on)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we on (yeah)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we up (yeah)
Still ain't comfortable so I ain't got my feet up (yeah)
Trap phone jumpin' off the meter (yeah)
I need 50K for a feature (yeah)
(Yeah, I had to boss my life up)
(Get my change up, had to get my ice up)
(Get my bands up, had to get my mans up)
(For the block, yeah I do it for my fam, yeah)
Some crates under the bed, just to sleep on
Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on
Nowadays, look at niggas, we on
Yeah
Yeah, I had to boss my life up
Get my change up, had to get my ice up
Get my bands up, had to get my mans up
For the block, yeah I do it for my fam, yeah
Here's a little story 'bout a nigga named PnB
Know a couple pussy niggas thinking 'bout deleting me
I don't give a f*ck though, 'cause I keep that thing with me
When them niggas run into me, keep that same energy
Came from a broken home, momma, she was never home
All our fathers dead and gone, yeah they left us all alone
Momma had to sell crack, 'member niggas took her pack
Robbed her for a f*ckin' sack, now we gotta start from scratch
In and out of shelters, felt like God found us
All these f*ckin' family members, ain't nobody help us
It don't even matter though, we gon' be rich one day
'Til then I'm on the block, trappin' up on one-way
Niggas talking crazy, they don't want no f*ckin' gun play
I'll pull up on that nigga block, on a Sunday
Church day, I'll turn that shit into a hearse day
Every time you see me, I be riding with my 30
Every time you see me, I be slidin' with my 30
Give a opp a 42, feel like James Worthy
Leave a nigga brains on the side where the curb be
Leave a nigga name on his shirt, like a jersey
Opp shit, yeah we pop shit, like a Perky
Opp's talking all that hot shit but still ain't hurt me
Niggas disrespect my brother name we gone murk 'em
Slide through they block, we gone do them niggas dirty (yeah)
Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on (yeah)
Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on (yeah)
Put some syrup on my bread, just to eat on (yeah)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we on (yeah)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we up (yeah)
Still ain't comfortable so I ain't got my feet up (yeah)
Trap phone jumpin' off the meter (yeah)
I need 50K for a feature (yeah)
Yeah, I had to boss my life up (boss my life up)
Get my change up, had to get my ice up (ice)
Get my bands up, had to get my mans up (get my mans up)
For the block, yeah I do it for my fam (yeah)
Do it for the block, can't just do it for my gang (gang)
Do it for the squad, yeah you know it's New Lane (skrt)
F*ck all these other niggas, oh they so lame
F*ck all these rap niggas, I'll take one of they chains (gimme that shit)
'Cause they sweet, yeah them niggas hoes, they don't want no smoke
I'll pull up to they show with all my bros, with all these poles
Like, "What's happening?" We can get it cracking, we can get it popping
We gon' f*ck them niggas up then we gon' run all in they pocket
'Cause they sweet, yeah them niggas hoes, told yo' ass before
I ain't nothing like these niggas that be singing to these hoes
'Cause I be singing and I be trappin' and I be riding 'round with my pole
All these lames gon' get exposed, I just get it with my woes
Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on (with no heat on)
Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on (just to sleep on)
Put some syrup on my bread, just to eat on (just to eat on)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we on (yeah)
Nowadays, look at niggas, we up (yeah)
Still ain't comfortable so I ain't got my feet up (yeah)
Trap phone jumpin' off the meter (yeah)
I need 50K for a feature (yeah)
(Yeah, I had to boss my life up)
(Get my change up, had to get my ice up)
(Get my bands up, had to get my mans up)
(For the block, yeah I do it for my fam, yeah)
Writer: Gianni van den Brom, Rakim Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Now Or Never 2.0
Smash Bros
Tell me why did you leave so fast?
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight?
What are you afraid of anyway?
I'm not coming back, it's now or never
Tell me why did you leave so fast?
Tell me why does it hurt so bad?
Why you had to spread your wings so fast?
I'll never leave you in the past, nah
They killed my dawg today
It's crazy when they took my dawg away
So I'm going hard today
'Cause for me, he would be a call away
It's raining hard today
These teardrops, they keep falling, ayy
I gotta watch all my enemies
'Cause I know that they tryna get rid of me
They tryna steal all my energy
Plottin' and scheming, they tryna put an end to me
Know it's some people around me right now
They ain't right, they be moving too finicky
You act like I owe you or somethin'
Lil' nigga, I'm startin' to peep all your tendencies
But when I was down and when I was out
I couldn't call you, is you kiddin' me?
Nowadays, I don't even breeze through
Love my hood, but f*ck it, I don't really need to
'Cause they killed my bro, they killed a part of me too
Now it's a hole in my heart everybody can see through
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
What are you afraid of anyway?
I'm not coming back, it's now or never
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
Trapstar, popstar
Trapstar turnt popstar
Trapstar, popstar, locked up, cop car
Bailed out, crazy how I still feel like I'm in jail now
Room full of bitches and I swear I can't even tell now
I don't wanna leave, bitch, I just wanna be by myself now
I feel all alone inside this world, girl, can't you tell now?
They say I sold my soul, bitch, I don't have a soul to sell now
Even though I'm winning, I been taking all these L's now
The odds are all against me, it's like they want me to fail now
Two days, I've been up for two days
Tryna figure out why the good gotta die young
I'm tryna figure out why we always gotta fall victim to the system now
Nick, give me some more volume, gotta pour my feelings out
Yeah, I know it took a while, but I think I get it now
Lot of niggas took my style, but I swear it's different now
But they tryna take me out so I keep a stick around, ooh
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
What are you afraid of anyway?
I'm not coming back, it's now or never
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
Now or never
Now or never
Now or never, now or never
Oh
Tell me why did you leave so fast?
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight?
What are you afraid of anyway?
I'm not coming back, it's now or never
Tell me why did you leave so fast?
Tell me why does it hurt so bad?
Why you had to spread your wings so fast?
I'll never leave you in the past, nah
They killed my dawg today
It's crazy when they took my dawg away
So I'm going hard today
'Cause for me, he would be a call away
It's raining hard today
These teardrops, they keep falling, ayy
I gotta watch all my enemies
'Cause I know that they tryna get rid of me
They tryna steal all my energy
Plottin' and scheming, they tryna put an end to me
Know it's some people around me right now
They ain't right, they be moving too finicky
You act like I owe you or somethin'
Lil' nigga, I'm startin' to peep all your tendencies
But when I was down and when I was out
I couldn't call you, is you kiddin' me?
Nowadays, I don't even breeze through
Love my hood, but f*ck it, I don't really need to
'Cause they killed my bro, they killed a part of me too
Now it's a hole in my heart everybody can see through
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
What are you afraid of anyway?
I'm not coming back, it's now or never
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
Trapstar, popstar
Trapstar turnt popstar
Trapstar, popstar, locked up, cop car
Bailed out, crazy how I still feel like I'm in jail now
Room full of bitches and I swear I can't even tell now
I don't wanna leave, bitch, I just wanna be by myself now
I feel all alone inside this world, girl, can't you tell now?
They say I sold my soul, bitch, I don't have a soul to sell now
Even though I'm winning, I been taking all these L's now
The odds are all against me, it's like they want me to fail now
Two days, I've been up for two days
Tryna figure out why the good gotta die young
I'm tryna figure out why we always gotta fall victim to the system now
Nick, give me some more volume, gotta pour my feelings out
Yeah, I know it took a while, but I think I get it now
Lot of niggas took my style, but I swear it's different now
But they tryna take me out so I keep a stick around, ooh
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
What are you afraid of anyway?
I'm not coming back, it's now or never
Tell me why did you leave so fast? (Did you leave so fast?)
Would you mind if I hold your hand tonight? (If I hold your hand?)
Now or never
Now or never
Now or never, now or never
Oh
Writer: Nicholas Cavalieri, Peter Kim, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Swervin
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Driving downtown, just waiting for you (Waiting for you)
Got an R&B playlist playing for you (Playing for you)
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swerving (Swerving)
In a new big body Suburban (Swerving)
Hold up, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
Slow down, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
You doing that shit on purpose (Purpose)
Swinging that shit on purpose (On purpose)
Swear I love the way you work it (Work it)
Hoes calling and it ain't no service (Service), yeah
Waiting all my life, I've been waiting all my life all for you, yeah
Try to hold it back, I can't hide it, I'm excited, I become alive with you, yeah, yeah
I was riding downtown, top down
Just thinking 'bout your touch right now
I ain't felt this way in a while now
So girl you know what's up
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swervin' (Swervin')
Soon as I see you, it's curtains (It's curtains)
I'ma beat the pussy up, murk it (Beat it up)
We be goin' 730 (Scorin')
When she throw it back, I serve it
Look at that ass, so perfect
All of these niggas, they lurking
But that's all mines for certain, yeah
I was driving downtown, just waiting for you (Waiting for you)
Got an R&B playlist playing for you (Playing for you)
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swerving (Swerving)
In a new big body Suburban (Swerving)
Hold up, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
Slow down, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
You doing that shit on purpose (Purpose)
Swinging that shit on purpose (On purpose)
Swear I love the way you work it (Work it)
Hoes calling and it ain't no service, yeah
I was driving downtown, just waiting for you (Waiting for you)
Got an R&B playlist playing for you (Playing for you)
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swerving (Swerving)
In a new big body Suburban (Swerving)
Hold up, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
Slow down, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
You doing that shit on purpose (Purpose)
Swinging that shit on purpose (On purpose)
Swear I love the way you work it (Work it)
Hoes calling and it ain't no service, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Driving downtown, just waiting for you (Waiting for you)
Got an R&B playlist playing for you (Playing for you)
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swerving (Swerving)
In a new big body Suburban (Swerving)
Hold up, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
Slow down, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
You doing that shit on purpose (Purpose)
Swinging that shit on purpose (On purpose)
Swear I love the way you work it (Work it)
Hoes calling and it ain't no service (Service), yeah
Waiting all my life, I've been waiting all my life all for you, yeah
Try to hold it back, I can't hide it, I'm excited, I become alive with you, yeah, yeah
I was riding downtown, top down
Just thinking 'bout your touch right now
I ain't felt this way in a while now
So girl you know what's up
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swervin' (Swervin')
Soon as I see you, it's curtains (It's curtains)
I'ma beat the pussy up, murk it (Beat it up)
We be goin' 730 (Scorin')
When she throw it back, I serve it
Look at that ass, so perfect
All of these niggas, they lurking
But that's all mines for certain, yeah
I was driving downtown, just waiting for you (Waiting for you)
Got an R&B playlist playing for you (Playing for you)
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swerving (Swerving)
In a new big body Suburban (Swerving)
Hold up, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
Slow down, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
You doing that shit on purpose (Purpose)
Swinging that shit on purpose (On purpose)
Swear I love the way you work it (Work it)
Hoes calling and it ain't no service, yeah
I was driving downtown, just waiting for you (Waiting for you)
Got an R&B playlist playing for you (Playing for you)
Pull up, beep beep, I'm swerving (Swerving)
In a new big body Suburban (Swerving)
Hold up, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
Slow down, girl, you're making me nervous (Nervous)
You doing that shit on purpose (Purpose)
Swinging that shit on purpose (On purpose)
Swear I love the way you work it (Work it)
Hoes calling and it ain't no service, yeah
Writer: Henry Agincourt Allen, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Thomas Wesley Pentz
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Like Girls
(Hitmaka)
I like girls who like girls (ooh)
Kissing on her friend off white, girl (off white)
And she twenty-three like Mike, girl
I like girls who like girls (yeah)
Yeah, I like (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I like (ooh)
I like girls who like girls
Shawty and her friend (friend)
Bustin' for them bands (bands)
Do it with no hands (hands)
Got me in a trance (trance)
Thirsty like Thursday (Thursday)
It must be her birthday (hey)
She just made an earthquake
Shawty, she in first place (hey)
Yeah, two bad hoes (bad)
Brand new foreign, I'ma act an asshole (yeah)
Do the dash, ho, just spilled lean on my Ksubi jeans
I'm swervin' lanes while she chewin' me
I swear you'd think it was two of me
Hop out the Lamb', jump in the Wraith
I be so high, I'm outer space
Shawty a freak, she off a bean
She told me put that shit right on her bangs
Yeah, I know what you like, girl
You ain't got no type, girl
Puerto Rican, black and Asian
Of course you like white girls
I like girls who like girls (ooh)
Kissing on her friend off white, girl (off white, white)
And she twenty-three like Mike, girl (like Mike)
I like girls who like girls (like girls, yeah)
Yeah, I like (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (I like girls, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I like (what?)
I like girls who like girls
Shawty, she a freak, she got everything I need (need)
Her and all her friends going 'cause it's Skies and PnB (B)
I would never tell our secret, let's just keep it in the sheets
Smoke a Backwoods while you suck it, damn, you made it hard to breathe
Yeah, she legit (yeah)
We walk inside the club and my girl leave with your bitch (your bitch)
Her nails done, hair done, diamonds on her wrist (her wrist)
We ballin' every day like what's a bench and an assist? (Ayy, ayy)
Got no type like Swae Lee (Lee)
My bitches all on fleek (fleek)
Spread the love equally ('y)
I ain't switchin', pickin' teams (no)
Different locations with some foreigns overseas (go)
And you know this shit ain't nothin' to a G 'cause (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (like girls)
Kissing on her friend off white, girl (off white, yeah)
And she twenty-three like Mike, girl (like Mike)
I like girls who like girls (like girls, yeah)
Yeah, I like (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (I like girls, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I like (what?)
I like girls who like girls (hey)
I like girls who like girls (ooh)
Kissing on her friend off white, girl (off white)
And she twenty-three like Mike, girl
I like girls who like girls (yeah)
Yeah, I like (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I like (ooh)
I like girls who like girls
Shawty and her friend (friend)
Bustin' for them bands (bands)
Do it with no hands (hands)
Got me in a trance (trance)
Thirsty like Thursday (Thursday)
It must be her birthday (hey)
She just made an earthquake
Shawty, she in first place (hey)
Yeah, two bad hoes (bad)
Brand new foreign, I'ma act an asshole (yeah)
Do the dash, ho, just spilled lean on my Ksubi jeans
I'm swervin' lanes while she chewin' me
I swear you'd think it was two of me
Hop out the Lamb', jump in the Wraith
I be so high, I'm outer space
Shawty a freak, she off a bean
She told me put that shit right on her bangs
Yeah, I know what you like, girl
You ain't got no type, girl
Puerto Rican, black and Asian
Of course you like white girls
I like girls who like girls (ooh)
Kissing on her friend off white, girl (off white, white)
And she twenty-three like Mike, girl (like Mike)
I like girls who like girls (like girls, yeah)
Yeah, I like (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (I like girls, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I like (what?)
I like girls who like girls
Shawty, she a freak, she got everything I need (need)
Her and all her friends going 'cause it's Skies and PnB (B)
I would never tell our secret, let's just keep it in the sheets
Smoke a Backwoods while you suck it, damn, you made it hard to breathe
Yeah, she legit (yeah)
We walk inside the club and my girl leave with your bitch (your bitch)
Her nails done, hair done, diamonds on her wrist (her wrist)
We ballin' every day like what's a bench and an assist? (Ayy, ayy)
Got no type like Swae Lee (Lee)
My bitches all on fleek (fleek)
Spread the love equally ('y)
I ain't switchin', pickin' teams (no)
Different locations with some foreigns overseas (go)
And you know this shit ain't nothin' to a G 'cause (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (like girls)
Kissing on her friend off white, girl (off white, yeah)
And she twenty-three like Mike, girl (like Mike)
I like girls who like girls (like girls, yeah)
Yeah, I like (yeah)
I like girls who like girls (I like girls, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I like (what?)
I like girls who like girls (hey)
Writer: Austin Owens, Christian Ward, Christopher Dotson, Ib Kornum, James III Foye, Kimetrius Foose, Lars Stagis, Michael Len Williams, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
All These Bandz
Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Skrrt)
Wanna pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Flex), yeah yeah
I want this shit every day (Day)
I just might move to LA (LA)
I just got me a new bae (Bae)
And she know I walk with a bank (Bank)
So she get whatever she thinks (Thinks)
Shawty don't ever complain (No)
'Cause I make sure that she straight (Yeah)
We in and out of Hermes (Yeah)
Yeah, in Dior, that's for sure
Riding jet skis by the shore
I don't even walk to the store
'Cause I know they tryna up the score
And I heard that there's money on my head (On my head)
'Cause they see all these diamonds on my wrist (Ice, ice, ice)
I don't wanna have to catch a body (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I know one these f*ck niggas gon' try me (Try me)
Yeah, yeah, so I've been moving dolo
Riding through the city moving solo, slow mo (Slow mo)
Higher than a bitch with your old hoe, she glowed up
You already know that she chose up (Bitch)
Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Skrrt)
Wanna pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Flex), yeah yeah
It's Tory
Come f*ck with me, I put you in Givenchy
I'll make it late night, you can let your friends see
I pull up and I put this in the frenzy
I'm whipping with my hand up on the Lambo'
Drive for the ride, yeah
I just wanna get you right, yeah
Got a full time job, shawty
Took it off for the night, yeah
I'm the nigga that you like
I'ma beat it up for life
I ain't never 'bout to lie
If you gon' give me that tonight, night, night, night
Fifteen bands, I got fifteen bands on me
If I switch to ones, she gon' switch that ass on me
Seen these hood niggas try to switch, they pass on me
But what they ain't know is that .40 cal always on me
And I won't stop
I'm on your block, with my chains on
In the rain, oh, like an Usher video
Woo-ooh, hahaha
Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Skrrt)
Wanna pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Flex), yeah yeah
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Skrrt)
Wanna pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Flex), yeah yeah
I want this shit every day (Day)
I just might move to LA (LA)
I just got me a new bae (Bae)
And she know I walk with a bank (Bank)
So she get whatever she thinks (Thinks)
Shawty don't ever complain (No)
'Cause I make sure that she straight (Yeah)
We in and out of Hermes (Yeah)
Yeah, in Dior, that's for sure
Riding jet skis by the shore
I don't even walk to the store
'Cause I know they tryna up the score
And I heard that there's money on my head (On my head)
'Cause they see all these diamonds on my wrist (Ice, ice, ice)
I don't wanna have to catch a body (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I know one these f*ck niggas gon' try me (Try me)
Yeah, yeah, so I've been moving dolo
Riding through the city moving solo, slow mo (Slow mo)
Higher than a bitch with your old hoe, she glowed up
You already know that she chose up (Bitch)
Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Skrrt)
Wanna pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Flex), yeah yeah
It's Tory
Come f*ck with me, I put you in Givenchy
I'll make it late night, you can let your friends see
I pull up and I put this in the frenzy
I'm whipping with my hand up on the Lambo'
Drive for the ride, yeah
I just wanna get you right, yeah
Got a full time job, shawty
Took it off for the night, yeah
I'm the nigga that you like
I'ma beat it up for life
I ain't never 'bout to lie
If you gon' give me that tonight, night, night, night
Fifteen bands, I got fifteen bands on me
If I switch to ones, she gon' switch that ass on me
Seen these hood niggas try to switch, they pass on me
But what they ain't know is that .40 cal always on me
And I won't stop
I'm on your block, with my chains on
In the rain, oh, like an Usher video
Woo-ooh, hahaha
Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Skrrt)
Wanna pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my pants (Pants)
Slide with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Flex), yeah yeah
Writer: Andrew Kenneth Franklin, Austin Schindler, Daystar Peterson, Dez Wright, Rakim Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, DRISTANTA MUSIC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, DRISTANTA MUSIC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Put You On
30, you a fool for this one
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on
30, you a motherf*cking fool, nigga
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on, uh
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah
Yeah, I want you but I took too long
I know you heard this about a thousand times
I'll tell you one more time, "You're beautiful"
I hope you don't let nobody touch your phone, yeah
I'm sending dick pics to you all night long, uh-huh
I know you tired of being all alone, yeah
He said he love you, girl you know he don't
And stop acting like you know me, though
'Cause if you know me, you won't come too close
Yeah, 'cause I break hearts on the regular
I am not a rapper, I'm a artist
I ain't regular
Zippers on my jacket, new Givenchy
And that's regular
I switch up on all the newest cars and that's regular
I got all of these VVS diamonds and I'm rich as f*ck
I could let you pick out any bag in particular
You gon' let me bust all on yo' ass when I beat it up
Whenever you ready to be nasty, just hit me up
I'ma gon' f*ck you all night, call me daddy
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Yeah, but you took too long)
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Want you but you took too long, oh yeah)
Why you keep on f*cking with these lame niggas? (Lame)
They just do you wrong and play them games witchu (Game)
I could put you on and get some change witchu (Change)
Cut the top off the roof, I'm switching lanes witchu (Skrrt)
Yeah, you know that you my favorite, my favorite
Put them VV's in yo' tennis bracelet, bracelet
Fur coats for the winter time, Nobu when it's dinner time
You know we ain't gotta stand in line
Let me put you on, let me make you mine, yeah
Through the good times, through the bad times
Still I'm all you need
'Cause you stressed out, if you need help
You can call on me
When you be throwing that shit back, you put it all on me
I got you scratching on my neck when I be going so deep
I could put you on (Put you on)
Girl, you know that I could put you on (You know that I could put you on)
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Don't be acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Want you but you took too long, oh yeah)
I could put you on (I could put you on)
Girl, you know that I could put you on (Girl, you know that I could put you on)
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Don't be acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Want you but you took too long, yeah)
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on, uh
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah
Yeah, I want you but I took too long
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on
30, you a motherf*cking fool, nigga
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on, uh
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah
Yeah, I want you but I took too long
I know you heard this about a thousand times
I'll tell you one more time, "You're beautiful"
I hope you don't let nobody touch your phone, yeah
I'm sending dick pics to you all night long, uh-huh
I know you tired of being all alone, yeah
He said he love you, girl you know he don't
And stop acting like you know me, though
'Cause if you know me, you won't come too close
Yeah, 'cause I break hearts on the regular
I am not a rapper, I'm a artist
I ain't regular
Zippers on my jacket, new Givenchy
And that's regular
I switch up on all the newest cars and that's regular
I got all of these VVS diamonds and I'm rich as f*ck
I could let you pick out any bag in particular
You gon' let me bust all on yo' ass when I beat it up
Whenever you ready to be nasty, just hit me up
I'ma gon' f*ck you all night, call me daddy
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Yeah, but you took too long)
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Want you but you took too long, oh yeah)
Why you keep on f*cking with these lame niggas? (Lame)
They just do you wrong and play them games witchu (Game)
I could put you on and get some change witchu (Change)
Cut the top off the roof, I'm switching lanes witchu (Skrrt)
Yeah, you know that you my favorite, my favorite
Put them VV's in yo' tennis bracelet, bracelet
Fur coats for the winter time, Nobu when it's dinner time
You know we ain't gotta stand in line
Let me put you on, let me make you mine, yeah
Through the good times, through the bad times
Still I'm all you need
'Cause you stressed out, if you need help
You can call on me
When you be throwing that shit back, you put it all on me
I got you scratching on my neck when I be going so deep
I could put you on (Put you on)
Girl, you know that I could put you on (You know that I could put you on)
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Don't be acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Want you but you took too long, oh yeah)
I could put you on (I could put you on)
Girl, you know that I could put you on (Girl, you know that I could put you on)
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah (Don't be acting like I did you wrong)
Yeah, I want you but I took too long (Want you but you took too long, yeah)
I could put you on
Girl, you know that I could put you on, uh
Don't be acting like I did you wrong, yeah
Yeah, I want you but I took too long
Writer: Artist Dubose, Imran Abbas, Lamont Porter, Rakim Allen, Samuel Gloade, Thomas Kessler
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O CAPASSO, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O CAPASSO, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Stage Fright
I can sing for 30 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright
I can sing for 50 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright, yeah yeah
Girl you make me shy inside
Girl, it's hard to look into your eyes
Oh, you give me stage fright
It's hard to look into your eyes
Girl, I thought about you last night, on that flight
I was in the clouds, day dreaming 'bout your love, 'bout your text
Girl, you know I been feelin' up
Your love is like a drug, drug, drug
And you remind me of my first crush, crush
You remind me of my first crush, crush, crush
'Cause I can sing for 30 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright
I can sing for 50 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright
Soon as I pull up, girl, let's slide
Feel the rush, feel the high
See the lust, in your eyes, in your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes
Are you satisfied or distracted?
By these flashing lights? I'm just asking
I just wanna know, 'cause we get higher than a satellite
Girl, this shit so real, I might feel this in my afterlife
Every time I'm swimming in it, girl, I feel like I'm in paradise
Girl, I swear I love the way you work it
Throw it back like Serena, I'ma serve it
But you still make me nervous
I can sing for 30 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright
I can sing for 50 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright, yeah yeah
Girl you make me shy inside
Girl, it's hard to look into your eyes
Oh, you give me stage fright
It's hard to look into your eyes
That shit was hard
You give me stage fright
I can sing for 50 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright, yeah yeah
Girl you make me shy inside
Girl, it's hard to look into your eyes
Oh, you give me stage fright
It's hard to look into your eyes
Girl, I thought about you last night, on that flight
I was in the clouds, day dreaming 'bout your love, 'bout your text
Girl, you know I been feelin' up
Your love is like a drug, drug, drug
And you remind me of my first crush, crush
You remind me of my first crush, crush, crush
'Cause I can sing for 30 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright
I can sing for 50 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright
Soon as I pull up, girl, let's slide
Feel the rush, feel the high
See the lust, in your eyes, in your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes
Are you satisfied or distracted?
By these flashing lights? I'm just asking
I just wanna know, 'cause we get higher than a satellite
Girl, this shit so real, I might feel this in my afterlife
Every time I'm swimming in it, girl, I feel like I'm in paradise
Girl, I swear I love the way you work it
Throw it back like Serena, I'ma serve it
But you still make me nervous
I can sing for 30 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright
I can sing for 50 thousand people, but when it comes to you
You give me stage fright, yeah yeah
Girl you make me shy inside
Girl, it's hard to look into your eyes
Oh, you give me stage fright
It's hard to look into your eyes
That shit was hard
Writer: Andrew Franklin, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Rupert Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Choosin
(G. Ry got me)
(OG Parker)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But girl, you're the one that I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But you the only one I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Shawty, I'm f*ckin' with you
I pull up, you hop in my coupe
Girl, I'm so glad you my boo
I put that ice all on you
I put your neck all on freeze
These niggas ain't better than me
These niggas ain't flexin' like me
Ain't f*ckin' that check up like me
Girl, you know I got that juice (ice)
You know I walked in with you (ice)
And you know we never gon' lose (never)
I love how you change up my mood (yeah)
Stars, yeah, they all in the roof (Wraith)
When we walk in, they stalkin' the spot (spot)
I gotta walk with a Glock (glizzy)
You help me count up this guap (bands)
'Cause I'm havin' all of this cash (cash)
And you got all of that swag (drip)
Girl, we be drippin' together (drip)
Yeah, we be trippin' together (trip)
We just be switchin' the weather, yeah
Yeah (Be on private jets and shit)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But girl, you're the one that I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But you the only one I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Flexin', hundred bands, I spend it all on you
You know that shit ain't nothin', I can ball on you (Swish)
Come through with your girlfriends, they can all come too
They can all come through, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn the lights off, shawty got too much diamonds
Shawty said, "You way too shiny," they be like, "Where'd you find him?"
Swoop, shawty, she outer space
That's my bae, she put it all in my face
Yeah, yeah
And my bitch so bad
We do the digital dash
Skrrt (ice)
I just hope that we don't crash
We livin' life too fast
All of these haters, they mad, sad
(Let the beat just, just run off, like
That's so fire)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But girl, you're the one that I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But you the only one I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin'
(OG Parker)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But girl, you're the one that I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But you the only one I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Shawty, I'm f*ckin' with you
I pull up, you hop in my coupe
Girl, I'm so glad you my boo
I put that ice all on you
I put your neck all on freeze
These niggas ain't better than me
These niggas ain't flexin' like me
Ain't f*ckin' that check up like me
Girl, you know I got that juice (ice)
You know I walked in with you (ice)
And you know we never gon' lose (never)
I love how you change up my mood (yeah)
Stars, yeah, they all in the roof (Wraith)
When we walk in, they stalkin' the spot (spot)
I gotta walk with a Glock (glizzy)
You help me count up this guap (bands)
'Cause I'm havin' all of this cash (cash)
And you got all of that swag (drip)
Girl, we be drippin' together (drip)
Yeah, we be trippin' together (trip)
We just be switchin' the weather, yeah
Yeah (Be on private jets and shit)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But girl, you're the one that I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But you the only one I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Flexin', hundred bands, I spend it all on you
You know that shit ain't nothin', I can ball on you (Swish)
Come through with your girlfriends, they can all come too
They can all come through, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn the lights off, shawty got too much diamonds
Shawty said, "You way too shiny," they be like, "Where'd you find him?"
Swoop, shawty, she outer space
That's my bae, she put it all in my face
Yeah, yeah
And my bitch so bad
We do the digital dash
Skrrt (ice)
I just hope that we don't crash
We livin' life too fast
All of these haters, they mad, sad
(Let the beat just, just run off, like
That's so fire)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But girl, you're the one that I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin' (skrrt)
Like girl, who you think you be foolin'?
I'm peepin' all of your movements
'Cause girl, you're the one I'm pursuing
All of these bitches be choosing
But you the only one I'm choosing, yeah
Pull up in that coupe and we cruisin'
Writer: Chris Kim, Joshua Isaih Parker, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Ryan Alex Martinez, Sebastian Lopez
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
My Ex
(Remy)
Found myself reading your texts
You remind me of my ex
Remember times that we shared
Girl, you so stuck in the past
Got you retracing your steps
Wonder where you f*cked up at
You call my phone, I dub that
Girl, you just need to relax
Best one, I was the best one
You thinkin' 'bout way back, you should've kept him
You always questioned all of my methods
I tried to hold you down, you always extra
All of your girlfriends tell you I'm next up
You reminiscin', it's f*ckin' your head up
I don't even pay you no mind
Honestly, I don't even have the time
And it's so sad, 'cause what we had could've been special
But you couldn't stay down and you only came around when you wanted something sexual, financial
But I used to open up doors for you
And I ain't gon' lie, I still noticed you
Wish you could rewind, but you had your time
Girl you had your chance, no time for romance
Found myself reading your texts
You remind me of my ex
Remember times that we shared
Girl, you so stuck in the past
Got you retracing your steps
Wonder where you f*cked up at
You call my phone, I dub that
Girl, you just need to relax
Yeah, you always tweakin'
You swore up and down that I was cheatin'
I swear that I barely gave you a reason
You listen to rumors, now we ain't speakin'
Yeah, I gave you everything except for wedding ring
You was there before the fame
And I got these racks on me, now you wanna be my main
Remember I was down and I always thought I would always be the same
You been f*ckin' on bro niggas, them lame niggas, you should be ashamed
Mad you the one I claimed
But f*ck it though, man, that's the game
Now I had to move on to better things, oh
Found myself reading your texts (our texts)
You remind me of my ex (my ex)
Remember times that we shared (we shared)
Girl, you so stuck in the past (past)
Got you retracing your steps (oh yeah)
Wonder where you f*cked up at (yeah)
You call my phone, I dub that (oh yeah)
Girl, you just need to relax (yeah)
(Girl, you just need to relax)
(Girl, you just need to relax)
Found myself reading your texts
You remind me of my ex
Remember times that we shared
Girl, you so stuck in the past
Got you retracing your steps
Wonder where you f*cked up at
You call my phone, I dub that
Girl, you just need to relax
Best one, I was the best one
You thinkin' 'bout way back, you should've kept him
You always questioned all of my methods
I tried to hold you down, you always extra
All of your girlfriends tell you I'm next up
You reminiscin', it's f*ckin' your head up
I don't even pay you no mind
Honestly, I don't even have the time
And it's so sad, 'cause what we had could've been special
But you couldn't stay down and you only came around when you wanted something sexual, financial
But I used to open up doors for you
And I ain't gon' lie, I still noticed you
Wish you could rewind, but you had your time
Girl you had your chance, no time for romance
Found myself reading your texts
You remind me of my ex
Remember times that we shared
Girl, you so stuck in the past
Got you retracing your steps
Wonder where you f*cked up at
You call my phone, I dub that
Girl, you just need to relax
Yeah, you always tweakin'
You swore up and down that I was cheatin'
I swear that I barely gave you a reason
You listen to rumors, now we ain't speakin'
Yeah, I gave you everything except for wedding ring
You was there before the fame
And I got these racks on me, now you wanna be my main
Remember I was down and I always thought I would always be the same
You been f*ckin' on bro niggas, them lame niggas, you should be ashamed
Mad you the one I claimed
But f*ck it though, man, that's the game
Now I had to move on to better things, oh
Found myself reading your texts (our texts)
You remind me of my ex (my ex)
Remember times that we shared (we shared)
Girl, you so stuck in the past (past)
Got you retracing your steps (oh yeah)
Wonder where you f*cked up at (yeah)
You call my phone, I dub that (oh yeah)
Girl, you just need to relax (yeah)
(Girl, you just need to relax)
(Girl, you just need to relax)
Writer: Jason Patterson, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
ABCD (Friend Zone)
(Right Now Sound)
(Hitmaka)
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Can't trust nobody, not just anybody
Gotta watch my back, I'm not just anybody
Just play for me
Girl it's a movie
I can't waste no time
I wanna make you mine
I want more than conversations
I don't know how you could take it
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Met her in the A, told her where I be
She just want the D
Yeah, that's when I pull up
Ooh ooh, when I pull up
Ice on me, put that ice on you
You already know how a young nigga move
Put her on bands, look at that thang
Got an advance, tripled this stack
F*ck around, I brought my bitch to the sand
Wanna be more than just friends
Wanna see you with them M's
Damn
Met her in the A, told her where I be (yeah)
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
Met her in the A, told her where I be (yeah)
I just wanna see (yeah), she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
(Hitmaka)
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh
Can't trust nobody, not just anybody
Gotta watch my back, I'm not just anybody
Just play for me
Girl it's a movie
I can't waste no time
I wanna make you mine
I want more than conversations
I don't know how you could take it
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Met her in the A, told her where I be
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Miss me with the friend zone, ooh (friend zone)
Met her in the A, told her where I be
She just want the D
Yeah, that's when I pull up
Ooh ooh, when I pull up
Ice on me, put that ice on you
You already know how a young nigga move
Put her on bands, look at that thang
Got an advance, tripled this stack
F*ck around, I brought my bitch to the sand
Wanna be more than just friends
Wanna see you with them M's
Damn
Met her in the A, told her where I be (yeah)
I just wanna see, she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
Met her in the A, told her where I be (yeah)
I just wanna see (yeah), she just want the D
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
Miss me with the friend zone (friend), ooh
Writer: Christian Ward, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
How It Feels
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Oh yeah, yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels, yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels
That's just how it feels
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels, yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels
That's just how it feels
Shawty, why you playin'? What you wan' do? (Do)
You know that I'm tryna pull up on you (You)
I got some things I could show you
Send me your addy, I'm on you
And I can pull up on you in the daytime (Day)
And I can pull up on you in the nighttime (Night)
If I ain't got time, I can find time (Time)
'Cause any time is the right time
Why you always gotta act like that?
Why you always in your bag like that?
Why you always leave fast like that?
Just to bring that ass right back
Why you always in your mood like that? (Mood)
Why you always actin' rude like that? (Rude)
Why we can't be cool like that?
When you know that
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Feels), yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah), yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
Show you what that real love like (Like)
I can make you scream all night (Night)
Show you the real, give you that something to feel
Getting you up out them heels
Them Jimmy Choos, buyin' you Birkins and Loubs
Girl, it's whatever you choose
Gucci with your name on it
All the bitches mad 'cause they want it
Hit it like, "This feel good, don't it?"
Hit it from the back, got you runnin'
Yeah, blowin' your back out
Yeah, pullin' your tracks out
Yeah, your ex-nigga, he wack, yeah
Bouncin' out, lookin' at tags, no
Relieve your stress don't stress you out
Let me show you off
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Feels), yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah), yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels
That's just how it feels
Oh yeah, yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels, yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels
That's just how it feels
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels, yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels
That's just how it feels
Shawty, why you playin'? What you wan' do? (Do)
You know that I'm tryna pull up on you (You)
I got some things I could show you
Send me your addy, I'm on you
And I can pull up on you in the daytime (Day)
And I can pull up on you in the nighttime (Night)
If I ain't got time, I can find time (Time)
'Cause any time is the right time
Why you always gotta act like that?
Why you always in your bag like that?
Why you always leave fast like that?
Just to bring that ass right back
Why you always in your mood like that? (Mood)
Why you always actin' rude like that? (Rude)
Why we can't be cool like that?
When you know that
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Feels), yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah), yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
Show you what that real love like (Like)
I can make you scream all night (Night)
Show you the real, give you that something to feel
Getting you up out them heels
Them Jimmy Choos, buyin' you Birkins and Loubs
Girl, it's whatever you choose
Gucci with your name on it
All the bitches mad 'cause they want it
Hit it like, "This feel good, don't it?"
Hit it from the back, got you runnin'
Yeah, blowin' your back out
Yeah, pullin' your tracks out
Yeah, your ex-nigga, he wack, yeah
Bouncin' out, lookin' at tags, no
Relieve your stress don't stress you out
Let me show you off
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Feels), yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
That's just how it feels (Yeah)
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels (Yeah), yeah
Shawty, I just wanna love you
Take your heart and love you
That's just how it feels
That's just how it feels
Writer: Karriem Hassan Mack, Nija Charles, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Raymond Lennon, Tatiana Matthews
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.