[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
On our way to the sky
We’re gonna look down on tonight
When we die, you and I
Two heartbreak soldiers
When you lay by my side
I see the whole world through your eyes
Ride or die, you and I
[Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
Live or die, yah
Live or die
Got you and I
Got you tonight, yah
Live or die, yah
Live or die
Got you and I
Got you tonight
[Verse 1: Lil Xan & both]
Have you ever seen a red flower? Yeah
Have you ever seen a gold flower? Pause, let it sink in
They threw me in and now I’m drowning in the deep end
If I’m religious, you’re the one that I believe in
You’ve been here with me to help me fight all my demons
[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
On our way to the sky
We’re gonna look down on tonight
When we die, you and I
Two heartbreak soldiers
When you lay by my side
I see the whole world through your eyes
Ride or die, you and I
[Verse 2: Lil Xan, Noah Cyrus, both]
To live or die, what’s the price on a life? If there ain’t no price tag, I might take it right
If I hit it from the back, I might just hit it twice
Rest in peace to everyone that we lost in life
And I just wanna run away-ay-ay
I just wanna run away-ay-ay
I just wanna run away-ay-ay, yeah-eah-eah-eah,ay
(With you, baby)
[Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
Live or die, yah
Live or die
Got you and I
Got you tonight, yah
Live or die, yah
Live or die
Got you and I
Got you tonight
[Harmonizing] Aye
Came from a broken home, parents never saw it
Now I’m living all alone, taking care of us all, yeah
Flashes in my face, I guess that’s what you get with all this fame
Just because it’s that you gang does not mean that you really gang
Weather changes with my mood, it never really stays the same
And one plus one is two, and without you I think I’d go insane
And what you think?

[Hook]
Go to Instagram and…
Get on a rich nigga live, rich nigga live, rich nigga live
Rich nigga live, rich nigga live, rich nigga live
Aye this a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live
A rich nigga live, a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live
I’m having plenty [?] and wives and I’m having plenty lies
I’m having plenty sticks and knives
They pop at you [?]
She said I’m Katy Perry some of callin me [?]
She said I’m Katy Perry some of callin me Lisa Maguire
It ain’t no Instagram Live it’s a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live
This is a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live
Hop on a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live with all of my slimes
I told my homie to get off of live and go head and serve me some pie
I called up the wheezy he comin’ through like a blizzard
Chief Keef Sosa he callin my phone he ready to pierce ya
Anything that Lil Durk want I told to go head and pick it like bingo
Champagne Papi on a tour with them Migos I told him he should run out of state get a kilo
Serving me dog food like I’m Scooter if you don’t [?] I rob you like casino
I told my dog Julio Jones to switch his position throw it like he Tebow

What’s that smell in the air? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? What’s that smell in the air? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? That wi-wi gave them a 100
Du-du, du-du, bands on me
Noddy or leave
I don’t want no discussion
You ain’t tryna make bread or nufin’
[Verse 1: AM]
Girls on man cah the music bangs
Nuff times she wet her panties
Man love chat till I step ‘pon flats
And her legs get wee like bambies
Opps outrageous, giving out statements
Tryna crash corn at families
Beef intense, so I cop me a skeng
Tryna rain on dem, Ashanti
Free K-Crash, he was doing up Viking
Why you gonna be so wassy? [Chorus: AM]
What you gonna when the crashers summin’? Splash him, and splash his friend
Ayy Ayy, Y.AM Sav ‘mence
He’ll do him and do his friend
Oh gosh, he went on the bloody net
Talking hella nonsense
I’ll splash him and splash his friend
Trap stack, man can’t do it like TS
Man need to loww all the vocal
The boy try speak and he still got beating
You got changed and he left you
Question?, Are you gonna back you bredrin? What’s that smell in the air? What’s that smell in the air? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? That wi-wi gave them a 100
Du-du, du-du, bands on me
Noddy or leave
I don’t want no discussion
You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’
What you gonna when the crashers summin’? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? What’s that smell in the air? Girls on me, and I like her loads
But she moves too young like Ashley
Would wife a gladly, but she don’t get me
All she wanna do is stress me
Stay away from trident
Y.AM just violent
He’s not tryna impress me
Big .45 with a Muay Thai kick
But the kickback kick like Jet-Li
Doing up houses bit by bit
But the bit brix loves Coke and Pepsi
You already know dat I beat your chick
If you don’t want wood just let me
Man just ran when I wave that stick
Cah the shotgun long and hefty
Miles tryna catch dem fishing in C
Mans been to the C, there’s plenty
Think about me
I was raised in the C, had 2 shotguns at 20
Trident on me, IC3
Roll with the blue like Bentley
She was on me, nuttin ain’t free
True say the kid been trendy (Mally)
[Chorus]
What you gonna when the crashers summin’? That wi-wi gave them a 100
Du-du, du-du, bands on me
Noddy or leave
I don’t want no discussion
You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’
[Verse 2: Skengdo]
410’s wet, what? That wi-wi gave them a 100
Du-du, du-du, bands on me
Noddy or leave
I don’t want no discussion
You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’
What you gonna when the crashers summin’? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? What’s that smell in the air? That wi-wi gave them a 100
Du-du, du-du, bands on me
Noddy or leave
I don’t want no discussion
You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’
What you gonna when the crashers summin’? That wi-wi gave them a 100
Du-du, du-du, bands on me
Noddy or leave
I don’t want no discussion
You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’ Kick down doors like Kungfu
Wave it around and now everyone is stressin’ (du-du bow)
They ask “why we ain’t social?”
Cos most mans fake and they ain’t in my intrest
Look at you, splashing on cotton
I’ll just sip on my tea and left him
Boy better have that plan
Cah me and the g’s investing
Skengs, ding-dongs, rolls of work
I’m poppin’ it eas’ on a next ting
Bro-bro set that trend
You better do that shit like your best friend
Filly, 410, F Blocka be the best ends
You couldn’t be gang
Ahh me you stressin’
As we say round here “you done out ‘ere, that’s a lesson”
[Chorus: AM]
What you gonna when the crashers summin’?

(Verse 1)
First nigga, niggas first
First record nigga sound quick
I ain’t the type of people you can mess quick or make a name out of his mind
I’m a record lable, i make a record label between your mind
Between the line you can distinguish i and you out, Wu first clan in tang big deal
I’m not the type you can diss quick, i’m a family man
I first introduced you to rap not pap or trap you mingle into
Shot up your mouth big too, hahahaha, nigga slap on my face my face down
Nigga quick rap on about the jerk i’m into, my face blown down too
I fucked your wife you fucked my bitch too, bee shot up your face down well
Before i crossed your line my time ain’t wasted on rhymes line, high bitch first crossed your line
Now, you think you gat somethin’ to rap fake gee
(Chorus 1)
Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye
Alebumaya killin’ shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye
Big shot the fuck up
Alebumaye killin shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye
Alebumaye killin shovelin killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye
(Verse 2)
First record i signed my son and i myself
Never forget biggie and pac death row, local gees, force militant, amy first habbit
Record suit addict cocaine congrat me make me out of sense
I’m in greedy i don’t feel the line i don’t feel it at all
I don’t mean it i don’t mess around like you B that call yourself G
Bitch to God gat somethin’ or nothin’ to say
I’m on my own i label my senses my record and my soul
Monkey tie ain’t suit me, but love the fitted up on my neck
Monkey tie ain’t sit me, but i love the size only up on my neck
Lonely, day i’m on my own i think i forget about more than i think i gat
I forget about it all, all i thought, all i got i and all i had
But the day goes on like tin and bring all day back
Today is another day entirely i reap my way, i sat down and i see myself back line
(Chorus 2)
Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye
Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin shovelin’ alebumaye
I’m plannin’ ahead every moment i sit
Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin’ alebumaye
Alebumaye killin shovelin’ killin’shovelin’ alebumaye
I’m plannin’ ahead whenever i sit

Uh, Will to the Jada
Elizabeth, he need me like the paper
I got a bad attitude and it stink
But he still loves me like alcoholic loves a drink
Can you love my imperfections? Only you know
Sing out you are my favourite girl
You know you are my girl
Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Work, work, work, work, work
Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done
Work, work, work, work, work
Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Broken, work, work, work, work, work
Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done
Work, work, work, work, work Only you know
Sing out you are my favourite girl
You know you are my girl
Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Work, work, work, work, work
Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done
Work, work, work, work, work
[Verse 2: Stefflon Don]
(Don, uh)
[?], heard I’m next up, yeah, I’m on draft
Labels stop when I ring ’cause I’m hot prob’
Puttin’ rocks where my vest up, all that chest love
Foreign rocks like it’s hopscotch and I won’t stop
I dismiss all you chicks
Spit from the E 5th and I’m proud
Here’s to BIG PON
Diamonds lookin’ like my albino friend
Stick with, repossession tick when they hear the click, click
Pussy drippin’ like a broken tap, drip, drip
Boss up, call me [?] make it clap
Belly fat, pussy poppin’ from the fat
[Chorus: Haile & Stefflon Don]
Why I never whine my favourite girl
Sing out you are my favourite girl
Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl
Go down, go down, I hear it
Sing out the song now, oh
What is this loving? Stretch marks any part in the section
Quick thoughts, no phones or reception
My baby keep me calm with affection
[Chorus: Haile]
Why I never whine my favourite girl
Sing out you are my favourite girl
Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl
Go down, go down, I hear it
Sing out the song now, oh
What is this loving? [Intro: Haile & Stefflon Don]
Yeah, in my zone, yeah, yeah
We haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Oh, you know we haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
He only messin’ with the real don, call too rude
If I ever got a problem, he got one too
Guns cock if you don’t cry, everythin’ die
No boy could never test I, that would never fly
So what you sayin’ to me? Only you know
Sing out you are my favourite girl
You know you are my girl
‘Cause you know we haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Broken, work, work, work, work, work
Give me good livin’ so mi [?]
Broken, work, work, work, work, work
[Bridge: Stefflon Don]
Yeah, babe, you know mi not gon’ lie
I’ll never break a guy, hopin’ I don’t lie
You don’t see mi with no other guy
Baby, you set the temperature high
Lovin’ what you do, what you do to me
Give me good love, I don’t need money
Love the way you whine up on my body
Love the way you whine up on my body
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
[Chorus: Haile]
Why I never whine my favourite girl
Sing out you are my favourite girl
Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl
Go down, go down, I hear it
Sing out the song now, oh
What is this loving?

[Intro]
Grimez
[Verse 1]
Fuck a nigga bring a bitch round
Let me show him how to stack P
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
This is everyting that I forseen
Mummy cryin’ that was back when
Steff Don was a likkle youth
Now I’m grown, she don’t cry tears
‘Cause I drop racks, that’s mother care
Payin’ is what they gon’ do
Hearin’ comments, sayin’ shit for likes
I’ma wish those likes paid
Check the page, that’s android
That CCTV footage
Bitch, you need a new phone
How you comment in them shit you don’t own? [Chorus]
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, ain’t nobody in my lane
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, everybody know my name
[Verse 2]
Rappers’ bodies gettin’ carried away
Don’t bury them ‘less you’re a minute late
Very blessed when I check my safe
My name ringin’ in every state
5-star on my sheets
40 racks while I sleep
Killin’ niggas and bitches too
Discrimination, I don’t do
Promise to win, I’ll never lose
Fuck a ring, I’m drippin’ juice
No love but self love
Selfless but caught up
Dumyoung ting, torn up
Fuck boys get your money up
Bitches mad ’cause I’m comin’ up
[Chorus]
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, ain’t nobody in my lane
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, everybody know my name
[Verse 3]
Time runnin’ out of focus
Slide bitches, mai tai, you haffi go look
If you know my side, you know that I’m with the stuff
Watch it when I ride, don’t compare me, oh
Pull up in the drop top
Mixtape fire, know you had to stop drop
Fuckin’ with my mother, eat your 16 shots
Ting so secure, I don’t need no padlock
Dem could never walk in my shoes
Dem could never get a 1.2
I don’t even lie, just tell the truth
I just tell the truth
Dem could never walk in my shoes
Dem could never get a 1.2
I don’t even lie, just tell the truth
I just tell the truth, mmm

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
This the realest shit I ever said (DJ Khaled!)
They don’t want us to make it
They want us miserable, they want us broke
They wanna finish us
They don’t want us to win (another one)
So we gon’ win more pon dem bumboclaat
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
They don’t wan see mi mek it
Everyday, another ghetto yute haffi leg it
Dem a just neglected
All dem try on a set, none a dem couldn’t set it
Dem nuh wan see we mek it
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see we mek it
Turn dem and we set it
Every hour mi win, dem nuh don’t wan mi see get it
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Big mi up pon the lean, star
But we know that the fussy dem nuh don’t like we
Dem wan itch up, itch up in a corner
But they just wan spite we
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see we win
[Verse 2: Stefflon Don]
Dem badmind and jealous
Dem a pree mi ting, a wish bad fi it
But God blessings, a God mi seh
God blessings, a God mi seh
Every night, mi a pray to Jah, me seh
Dem nuh really badmind like dem, no
Clean heart a win everyday, good over evil a wan mi seh
Fuck all dem badmind people dem
Dem all dirty, dem all dirty, yeah
Dem nuh don’t wan see we win
People hot and badmind, dem nuh wan see we win
Dem a chat ’bout mi ting
Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting
Dem nuh wan see we win, dem nuh wan see we win
Chat dem a chat ’bout mi ting but
Not a penny dem have inna dem bank book
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting
[Verse 3: Stefflon Don]
You nah fi ask if I got it like dat
Fresh, ever clean, everyting haffi match
Money haffi spend but the money come back
Batty fat, belly fat, everyting just a drop
Ever just make it like dat
Mi haffi carry nuff pressure pon mi back
Mi momma get nuff lick fi from mi daddy
So mi haffi make sure that she have it
So try chat to mi, chat to mi
Nuh a dem gyal a can’t chat to mi
Chat patois if you can, then nuh chat to mi
Face pretty but yuh inside damn ugly
So gwan yam batty
Likkle girl, go find your baby daddy
Hmmm, we can’t find nowhere
Look a job and ready, drop a sleep
The fucka wish dem a me
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Big mi up pon the lean, star
But we know that the fussy dem nuh don’t like we
Dem wan itch up, itch up in a corner
But they just wan spite we
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting
[Outro: DJ Khaled]
Some bwoy dem a choose evil
We choose Jah
They played themselves
You can’t stop what’s destined in the wind
Stefflon Don, they wanna finish you
They want you broke, they want you miserable
So make sure you become a billionaire

bit, need it like a dumpling while I’m coming pee
On your knees (hot one), pretty like Flacko Jodye
Eat this pussy like it’s finger lickin’ chicken on a molies
[Hook]
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ shit
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run bitch
[Verse 2]
Get’ em up, lick’ em down, they don’t want these problems now
Get these hoes see me, they see me but they don’t want me round
Keep your crown clown, I’ma done what the bloodclaat
Me nuh talk, I leave fishes swimmin’ in a blood bath
Let’ em marinade then fry ’em until they turn soft
Ejaculate on bitches tell them fi lick the cum off
Who she think she really playin’ with
I’m that kid with no patience, I ain’t playing bitch
Talking lips moving quick but ain’t saying shit
Dark knight, dim the light cause they aging quick
[Hook]
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run bitch [Intro]
Ayo, It’s crunch time niggas in 9, come get yo dick slime
Noreaga, there ain’t no ho running through my bloodline
Jet set what bitches gone bench, they swinging bullets
Government give me your money, cash, I don’t want checks
[Verse]
I ain’t never flopped, ask about me If you want
If you see me in the bank, come bout to fuck a couple racks
Ay, heads turn when I enter, got the best furs to your mister
But I want him he ain’t got shit, I’m a big bird not slender
Juice drip, collard greens, dirty money, pussy clean
T.E.

[Intro]
Don, uh
[Verse]
Bitch, I been finessin’ since the eighth grade
But now I’m gettin’ paid just to show face
If your nigga bummy, tell that nigga skate
Most my bitches hoes but they never fake
Still won’t pay the bill, even if I ate
I don’t pay for meals, I don’t go on dates
But I still get the cake ate
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
Toes on my page, livin’ out my case
Block, b-b-blockin’ that same pace
Bitch, I’m pretty, but I’m big parkin’
This ain’t ordinary, got the guards watchin’
This ain’t ordinary, ask my nigga Drake
He told me I’m the realest and them bitches fake
Never play the bench, I don’t play it safe
Don’t cut your nose just to spite your face
I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day
Like I be chillin’ fuckin’ with the real estate
You never set trends if you don’t take risks
This ain’t my opinion, this a practice
[Chorus]
Secure, secure, secure
The bag secure, secure, secure
The bag secure, secure, secure
The bag secure, secure, secure
The bag
I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day
Not everybody wanna see who win the race
I work hard just to lock this
I pray to God that he got this
I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day
Not everybody wanna see who win the race
I work hard just to lock this
I pray to God that he got this

I gave ’em all I had
I gave ’em all I had My niggas in the feds, my niggas on deck
Grimez
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
They don’t know my struggles (struggles)
They don’t know my pain (they don’t know my pain)
They don’t know how many times I almost went insane (almost went insane)
They don’t know the hustle (hustle)
They can’t feel my pain (they can’t feel my pain)
That’s why I’m cashin’ out and I spend racks on racks on racks
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
On Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis)
Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis)
Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis)
Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (diamonds on my neck)
I got these bitches goin’ cray
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I got these bitches goin’ cray)
I got ’em all singin’
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (and I got them all singin’)
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don & Future]
Pull up on your block, got you wishin’ that I was dead (woo)
Heard that they been comin’, I been waitin’ in the sunset (oh, no)
I be with my niggas all day, bet you can thumb press (yeah, yeah)
Thing go brrrr, good, got that grrrr, that’s your blood check (na, na, na)
Yeah, I don’t know about that (they heard them gunshots)
I don’t know why they mad, I’m just doin’ all I can (yeah, yeah)
Keep it all comin’, I got it, I serve it, and run and fuck they heads off
Pullin’ up, bill it up, run it up, fuck it up, you should know I got it, yeah
Ooh, they can’t walk in my shoes (what they want from me?)
You know what is is (what you want from me? I gave it all I had)
Diamonds on my neck and my wrist (I gave it all I had)
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
They don’t know my struggles
They don’t know my pain (what they want from me?)
They don’t know how many times I almost went insane (what they want from me?)
They don’t know the hustle
They can’t feel my pain (I gave it all I had)
That’s why I’m cashin’ out and I spend racks on racks on racks (I gave it all I had)
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
On Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (what you want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what you want from me?)
I got these bitches goin’ cray
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
I got ’em all singin’
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Verse 2: Future]
They don’t know my struggles (sheesh)
They don’t know my pain (what you want from me?)
They don’t know ’bout them nights I damn near went insane (what you want from me?)
I’m goin’ crazy, crazy, crazy, yeah (I gave it all I had)
My diamonds doin’ [?], yeah, yeah (I gave it all I had)
My cash bringin’ drama, drama, drama, drama (what you want from me?)
Went and bought a Rolls-Royce for my baby mama (what you want from me?)
My checks stay on fleek, they call that a Hannah Montana (I gave it all I had)
My ATMs SD bitch, I fuck my [?damn best] (I gave it all I had)
Yeah, I get racks on racks on racks (what you want from me?)
I fuck Gucci, I put animals on my back, my back (what you want from me?)
Bought that Cuban dollar collar, got a bag at Saks (I gave it all I had)
I bust a rich bitch, but my diamonds ain’t gon’ win my set, yeah (I gave it all I had)
I fell in love, my money gettin’ head (what you want from me?)
I got you chillin’ on my bed spread (what you want from me?)
My niggas in the feds, my niggas on deck (what you want from me?)
Postin’ choppers on the ‘gram and now we stay relate (I gave it all I had)
I came from the bottom, I can’t let no groupie get in my head (what you want from me?)
And they keep me on the blogs for shit I never said (what you want from me?)
Only bought a Presidential for my Pateks (I gave it all I had)
20 chains around my neck, yeah (what you want from me?)
Christian Loub’s will drive you crazy (what they want from me?)
Birkin bags for my main lady (I gave it all I had)
I can’t front, this rap can’t save me (I gave it all I had)
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what you want from me?)
I got these bitches goin’ cray
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
I got ’em all singin’
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Outro: Future]
What they want from me? What you want from me? What the fuck you want from me? I gave you all I had
I gave you all I had
What the fuck you want from me? I gave it all I had
I gave you all I had
What you want from me? [Intro: Future]
I fell in love, my money gettin’ head
Free Bandz
I got you chillin’ on my bed spread
Steff, what up? What the fuck theyu want from me?

[Chorus: Fekky]
Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud
Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone
Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw
[?] tip ghost
Oh my, oh my day, hey
[?]
Pussy lickin like what [?]
[Verse: Stefflon Don]
Why everyone in was in [?]
Reposition tit, when it hit the clip, dip, dip
Pussy drippin’ like a broken tap stroke in from the back
Bullseye, on my fat back make it clap clap
Belly fat, uh, stretchmarks on Adidas
Pull in on, on that weight, we don’t reclips money come off
Came [?] baby boy just cool off
But my nails did dope about a gel tape glow
Is she leavin’ why she leavin’ with no funds (that’s dumb)
If he playin’ rock the boy and show it strugs (hold on)
Don’t forget to find a bitch and bangarap
Until the bitch is fucking lit so she’s on level up
[Chorus: Fekky]
Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud
Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone
Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw
[?] tip ghost
Oh my, oh my day, hey
[?]
Pussy lickin like what
[Verse: Fekky]
[?]
[Chorus: Fekky]
Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud
Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone
Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw
[?] tip ghost
Oh my, oh my day, hey
[?]
Pussy lickin like what

[Intro: Stefflon Don]
Uh, oh
Don, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Put your ass in a Uber
I’ma make you come sooner
I just wanna lay with you now
I just wanna lay with you now
So put your ass in a Uber
Comin’ over in a Uber
I just wanna lay with you now
But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
[?] have it, just know I got it
Know me fi haffi wrap up di road, I got it
Every time they see me and you, I got it
They know I’m nothin’ with fools, I got it
That body haffi get fling up, I got it
Know money make di Don turn her skin off, I got it
You know me got di ice for your cool
Wrap up your tings, turn mi big bed in a swimmin’ pool
I got what you want, pull up, pull
You’ll rock the world if you’re mine
I don’t really talk but do for you, pull up, just pull up
But please don’t waste my time today
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Put your ass in a Uber
I’ma make you come sooner
I just wanna lay with you now
I just wanna lay with you now
So put your ass in a Uber
Comin’ over in a Uber
I just wanna lay with you now
But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not
[Verse 2: Ebenezer]
I know you hate waitin’
Steff, when I pull up, it’s a lingerie ting
Yeah, you look good and you know this
I’m lucky that your ex didn’t notice
Coco butter skin, you’re smooth like
I’m just tryna get you in the mood like
You look summertime fine
And even better in the pool light
Oh, timing
Baby, put your phone on silent
Take the night off, you deserve it
She the [?] to the island, dumb ting
I’ll bring it over if you promise gimme somethin’
Know one thing’s for sure, baby need that long ting
No one interruptin’
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Ebenezer]
Put your ass in a Uber
I’ma make you come sooner
I just wanna lay with you now
I just wanna lay with you now
So put your ass in a Uber
Comin’ over in a Uber
I just wanna lay with you now
But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Ebenezer]
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not

[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it (ayy)
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it (ayy)
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
[Verse 1]
I like the way you lick the bowl (sheesh)
Somehow your method touches my soul (sheesh, yeah)
It lifts me up to heights unknown (ayy)
So when they ask, “How’s life?” I go (sheesh, sheesh)
[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it (ayy)
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it (ayy)
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
[Verse 2]
Your mama sent us horoscopes (sheesh)
Had so much fun watching them unfold (sheesh, yeah)
You said she like me, I smiled, I know (ayy)
So when they ask, “How’s life?” I go (sheesh, sheesh)
[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
[Bridge]
And then we lay it back, talk the rest of the night
Things that we can light make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Talking about what you wanna do, whether it’s wrong or right
I am followin’ you ’cause you make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Say, I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life, it’d be so sour
I’m hoping that everybody can experience what we have in ours
[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt (sheesh, sheesh)
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt (sheesh, sheesh)
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
You make me say oh, babe

[Intro]
Mmm, yeah, yuh
[Verse]
I thought you into my life, whoa
Look at my mind, yeah
No better place or a time
How they align
Universe must have my back
Fell from the sky into my lap
And I know you know
That you’re my soulmate and all that
I’m like ooh, ooh
My whole life got me ready for you, ooh, ooh
Got me happy, happy
I’ma be happy, happy, yeah
I’ma be happy, happy
Won’t get no crying from me, yeah
Gonna be happy, happy
I’ma be happy, happy
I’ma be happy, happy, yeah
Gonna be happy, happy
I’ma be happy, happy
I’ma be happy, happy, yeah
Gonna be happy, happy
I’ma be happy, happy
I’ma be happy, happy

(Do you like it, babe?)
Does it give you chills? Yeah (Does it make you feel?)
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh, woah
Tonight, I’m a baller, babe, mmm, oh (Tonight, I’m a baller, baby)
Even way beneath it, oh, woah (Even way beneath me)
What else is there to say, boy? Oh, woah (What else is there to say, boy?)
Say, bae, you should play with me, babe
[Chorus]
Yeah, it feels so good to be so young
And have this fun and be successful
I’m so successful, yeah
And, girl, you too, you are so young
And beautiful and so successful, yeah
I’m so successful, yeah, yeah (Issa surprise, surprise, Issa surprise, surprise)
Mmm ah, oh, I’ma give it to ya (Mhm)
Mmm ah, oh, I’ma give it to ya (Oh, yeah)
Do you like it, babe? (What else is there to say, boy?)
Say, bae, you should play with me, babe
[Chorus]
Yeah, it feels so good to be so young
And have this fun and be successful, yeah
I’m so successful, yeah
And, girl, you too, you are so young
And beautiful and so successful, oh, woah, yeah
I’m so successful
[Verse 2]
This ain’t nothing ordinary for me (Issa surprise, surprise)
We ain’t goin’ to your favorite place (Issa surprise, surprise, yeah, yeah)
You keep asking, “What is so special?” (Issa surprise, surprise)
You really wanna know? You’ll have to wait (Issa surprise, surprise)
[Pre-Chorus]
Tonight, I’m a baller, babe (Tonight, I’m a baller, baby)
Even way beneath it, yeah (Even way beneath me)
What else is there to say, boy? [Intro]
Yeah, yeah, mmm, oh, yeah
Yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah
[Verse 1]
I just got some real good news from work, boy (Issa surprise, surprise)
You can’t imagine what I’m ’bout to say (Issa surprise, surprise)
It’s so hard to hold back, baby (Issa surprise, surprise)
I’m so excited, I can hardly wait (Issa surprise, surprise)
Listen, bae
[Pre-Chorus]
Tonight, I’m a baller, babe (Tonight, I’m a baller, baby)
Even way beneath it, yeah, oh, woah (Even way beneath me)
What else is there to say, boy? (What else is there to say, boy?)
Say, bae, you should play with me, babe
[Chorus]
Yeah, it feels so good to be so young
And have this fun and be successful, mmm (I, I, I)
I’m so successful
And, girl, you too, you are so young, mm, oh, woah
And beautiful and so successful, woah yeah
I’m so successful, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
Let me put my hands over your eyes, mmm, yeah, mmm, yeah
(Issa surprise, surprise, Issa surprise, surprise)
Boy, are you ready for your surprise? (Does it give you chills?)
Does it make you feel cold?

[Verse 1: Beyonce]
He wanna feel my summer rain
The thunder roar, yeah he wanna bang
All of these bitches but he want the coldest yeah
Cuz you prima donnas got nothin’ on me
Classy, seductive, a devil in Prada yeah
Turn on your cameras there’s something to see
(Cameras in motion from this pop star controversy Rihanna
Another day another new photo of Rihanna
Getting involved in the currents and current)
[Pre-Chorus: Both]
I guess I got a reputation now
Call me Cruella, Medusa, that’s something I’m used to
I-I-I I’m sure you heard the story
And I’m the one to blame
A thousand hearts are broken
But love is a game so fuck what you sayin’
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Lord knows, I must be a 10
I’m a 12 to a 10
You can’t fuck with me
No Lord, Lord knows, this shit be everything
Don’t give a fuck but I’m celibate
I’m on my selfish shit
You cain’t mess with this
Cuz I’ma
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
(K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes)
They tellin’ me
They tellin’ me
(K-Killin’ these niggas)
They tellin’ me
They tellin’ me
Killin’ these hoes
Killin’ these niggas
K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes
Killin’ these niggas
[Verse 2: Beyonce]
Get a space where my heart was
There’s a crater
I got feelings but no hard ones
See you later
Get a space where my heart was
There’s a crater
(But I got, But I got)
I got feelings but no hard ones
See you later
[Pre-Chorus: Rihanna]
I guess I got a reputation now
Call me Cruella, Medusa, that’s something I’m used to
I-I-I I’m sure you heard the story
And I’m the one to blame
A thousand hearts are broken
But love is a game so fuck what you sayin’
[Chorus: Both]
Lord knows, I must be a 10
I’m a 12 to a 10
You can’t fuck with me
No Lord, Lord knows, this shit be everything
Don’t give a fuck but I’m celibate
I’m on my selfish shit
You cain’t mess with this
Cuz I’ma
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
(K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes)
They tellin’ me
They tellin’ me
(K-Killin’ these niggas)
They tellin’ me
They tellin’ me
Killin’ these hoes
Killin’ these niggas
K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes
Killin’ these niggas
[Bridge/Outro: Rihanna]
Get a space where my heart was
There’s a crater
I got feelings but no hard ones
See you later
Get a space where my heart was
There’s a crater
(But I got, But I got)
I got feelings but no hard ones
See you later
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
Bad bitch
(K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes)
They tellin’ me
They tellin’ me
(But I got but I got)
(K-Killin’ these niggas)
They tellin’ me
They tellin’ me

Your sex
Boy it feels just like a dream to me
Now
[Chorus]
Before you speak, don’t move
‘Cause I don’t wanna wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Don’t wanna wake up, oh
Wake up, wake up, wake up
You’re such a dream
(You’re such dream)
If you can believe? Boy you’re such a dream to me, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Hey there, boy, I love you
I’m feeling like I know you, I can’t help but wanna thug you
I’m watching all these broads trying so damn hard
But I can’t even blame ’em ’cause you’re so irresistible
I want to stand by you, I won’t ever dare to tell
I think I heard some wedding bells (All to yourself)
Is this real? I’m happy, happily sleep, yeah
[Chorus]
Before you speak, don’t move
‘Cause I don’t wanna wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
I don’t wanna wake up, oh
Wake up, wake up, wake up
You’re such a dream
(You’re such dream)
If you can believe? Nobody but I do
But you are not a picture, I can’t cut you up or hide you
I’ll get you out my mind, hmm, I try to
Why you in my dreams? I see you peeking, don’t wanna hear a peep
Wait
[Chorus]
Before you speak, don’t move
‘Cause I don’t wanna wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Don’t wanna wake up, oh
Wake up, wake up, wake up
You’re such a dream
If you can believe? Ooh child, I can stop praying now
That’s life, let’s rewind
To the day when I met you
Throwback
Dear God, how could I forget you? Um, I love you
Who starts a conversation like that? Boy you’re such a dream to me, yeah, yeah
[Outro: Beyoncé & Blue Ivy]
*Baby Noises*
Ma ma, ma ma
(Don’t mess with my baby
You better not mess with my baby) Tell me what you up to
We can leave right now, nigga, you don’t need a duffle
La Perla, provocateur of secrets
How is it a secret if I know you’re gonna peep it? Boy you’re such a dream to me, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
So to whom
It may concern
Please don’t disturb me
Can’t you see? I knew
You knew how to be there, you knew how to treat it
You knew how to keep it, I wanna do more than touch you
I’m tryna turn two single people into a couple
What’s your next month like? [Intro]
I don’t wanna wake, wake
[Verse 1]
Excuse me?

See we different
Everybody out here braggin’ ’bout their dough
But when it’s time to spend that money, where that bread go? I beat that shit like congo, I pass hoes Rondo (slat)
Then I go inside that Louis purse, run ho
Proudly I kick shit, with thousands money pilin’ up
Y’all be on that internet, but money is not dialin’ up
Your wild dreams ain’t wild enough, so what you come at me for? [Chorus: Young Thug]
I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Karlae & Young Thug]
Outside lookin’ in, there is no comparison
You put them bitches in a line and I’ll embarrass them
Magnificently written, all this shit that I be kickin’
Ain’t no lions in the jungle, really all these bitches kittens
Who they kiddin’, they be smitten
Tell ’em bye and then good riddance
And they freestyles bye, I can tell that shit go written (slime)
Excuse me! All my niggas shoot first like a damn intro
I get boxes of dough, Kimbo
You a slimy motherfucker Karlae, tell ’em the truth
You’ll catch a body for me, motherfucker, tell ’em the truth
All of these thotties ’bout to think I’m super slimey for you
But you the hottest in the mothafucka, that’s my boo, yeah
[Refrain: Karlae]
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
[Verse 3: Duke]
I’ll slime you out (slime you out)
All these other bitches thirsty, they want clout (they want clout)
Dick in her mouth (dick in your mouth)
I’m on her hip like a pouch (pouch)
She like when I’m beat her down (down)
Man ringin’ bells in the town (brrt)
I was just servin’ them ounces (ounces)
Now we poppin’ them bottles
We all in the VIP and we standin’ on couches (couches)
Surrounded by nothin’ but vultures (vultures)
I gotta keep it in motion (motion)
You see me, you know that I’m totin’ (totin’)
Playin’ ’bout none of my bros
And if I see you, I’m wipin’ your nose
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I’ll invade your lane, I suggest you take a detour (woo, woo, woo!)
And please check the decor, and y’all drinkin’, we pour
Never say that we poor, y’all keep actin’
Bitch I’m goin’ Eeyore, is it just me or… these hoes need to level up? Just bought a green Birkin, call her 7-Up
Your real isn’t real enough, so tell me what you fishin’ for
[Refrain: Karlae]
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I scream “Slime, slime, slime,” they come in a rush
I got snakes tatted on me and my chain on my neck
I slimed up my grandma
Diamonds on my Cartiers, I see farther than Farrakhan (woo)
I know niggas gettin’ extorted, like the common cold
I done ate cereal out a plate, I done ate cereal out a bowl
Niggas ain’t slimy enough, niggas ain’t grimy enough
I got black diamonds like my grandpa’s snuff
Way more money than you
Ain’t no sympathy, no
Niggas’ll wipe your nose like you’re sick, you know?

[Intro]
Yeah
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus]
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
If you tryna fuck in one night, all the dawgs
Young Aviator Keyyz, gotta pass along
Young Aviator Keyyz, never stoppin’
Aviator Keyyz, right behind me
Aviator Keyyz, changin’ climate
[Verse 1]
Hundred thousand E’s
I pull up with a hundred pounds of weed
Aviator Chanel, double C’s
I got every single kind out
Told the girl ain’t no timeout
I perfected this rhymin’
Nothin’ but foreigns I’m ridin’ in
Finally rich and it’s showin’, and I’m lettin’ it
I’ve been goin’ near the sun lately
Everything that I’m in, yeah, it came, yeah
I got 26 Cuban Doll chains, yeah
Nigga takin’ this shit down Sunset
[Chorus]
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
If you tryna fuck in one night, all the dawgs
Young Aviator Keyyz, gotta pass along
Young Aviator Keyyz, never stoppin’
Aviator Keyyz, right behind me
Aviator Keyyz, changin’ climate
[Verse 2]
I like the way she give head
I call her Mitchell and Ness
I keep a drum on the TEC (brrt)
I gotta protect all my kids (brrt)
I don’t need no help with this (brrt)
Bitch, put my kids on your tits
I put your name on my wrist
Right, Richard Mille my wrist
See my bag, bitch, see my bitch behind me
Gold diamonds with, match the side-kick
I made promises, and I’m keepin’ it
Get the Range Rover, autobiography
Talkin’ crazy, slap his ass with the shine (brr)
Put the, light up wrists at any time (brr)
Ric Flair with the times, eww
Big B’s everywhere, suu whoop (brr, brr)
Shawty said I be the realest, can’t get enough of this killin’
The weed that I smoke feel like chitlins, postin’ your wifey on trend list
I been tied in with the killings, I been tied in with the dealers
I put some rings on my fingers, hand shinin’ like the Thriller
Whippin’ it, go grab the trigger, foreigns behind me, BMF
Boy in the jet with the real plug, two hundred racks of skrilla
Red bottoms, she a killer, red bottoms, she a killer
Gucci slides for the chillin’, Jimmy Choo when I miss her
Three times a week, nails, shawty takin’ good care
Wheezy went and popped a bail, Young Keyzz go Alicia
Who you meant? oh well, I could never not tell
I’m not tryna do it well, buy Chanels for your tears
[Chorus]
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave
Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave
If you tryna fuck in one night, all the dawgs
Young Aviator Keyyz, gotta pass along
Young Aviator Keyyz, never stoppin’
Aviator Keyyz, right behind me
Aviator Keyyz, changin’ climate

Like I love you, yeah Like I love you baby
Keed
Yeah
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I put some bread in my pocket, Jimmy Dean
I add a rose gold chain when I drink my lean
I add Chanel on the rip of shawty’s jeans (slatt)
I need a Tylenol, I’m popped too many beans
I’m at the VMA awards, now bring ’em out
I left the dentist with some braces in her mouth (tighten it up)
I told your darling, shawty was on south
I take this Rari, park it at the house
I tell her it stop it, call me and take this up
I told her to stop it, I got on my knees up
I bought you the Rollie, you know it came forty-four B’d up, yeah
Cupid fishbowl is at the top
I put the tint on it (yeah), she tryna sit on it (yeah)
I throw the climax (what?), I got the deal on it, yeah
It came in wireless (what?), I spent a rent on it (yeah)
I’m smokin’ on thrax pack, gotta keep the seal on it, yeah (that’s kush)
You catch a body, gotta put appeal on it, yeah
I’m Prince high-key, straight out the trenches with it, yeah
I’m Bob Marley, the next century yeah
Hopped in with your boo
Wanna see chest up and then nothin’ else
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up
[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
MG, Benz truck, we speedin’
Yeah she say she down, she just wanna be ’round me
Yes I’m havin’ European denim on my bottom
I got niggas who won’t squeal and they came straight from the bottom, yeah yeah
Sunset sherbert in my lungs
I rock out the show, count them racks in the morning
VVS diamonds, we havin’ some pointers
I pull up with slime, them snakes out the jungle
Neck flooded, you gon’ need a sponge
I’m through with the hoe, she didn’t pass the road
I’m wiping his nose, we crossin’ him out
All it take is one call, they surrounding your house
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up
[Outro: Lil Keed & Young Thug]
Bitch I’m goin’ up (do you love me baby?)
Bitch I’m slowed up (like I love you baby?)
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me (do you love me baby?)
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine(like I love you baby?)
Do you love me baby? Do you love me baby? [Intro: Young Thug & Lil Keed]
Yeah
Do you love me baby? Like I love you baby?