Mais de cem placas tô com um tijolo no bolso É tanta oferta neguim, matuê e rao deixando o norte louco Um cara experiente, exigente, não me contento com pouco 20 Becks, hash e boldo Eu já tô ficando louco Completa o copo, tsey Baforada de haze Mistura celine com sprite Donzela me pedindo bright Raonir eu tô amando essa vida Tô só com a passagem de ida Só com a passagem de ida Eu sei que vocês querem minha erva Geral tá de olho na minha ceda Eu cansei de falar aí geral me erra Quando a pólvora voar vocês vão ver como fica Matuê 30 a mil anos no controle da bica Se for pra se trocar com os homem então como é que fica Se for pra se trocar com os homem então como é que fica Mais de cem placas tô com um tijolo no bolso É tanta oferta neguim, matuê e rao deixando o norte louco Um cara experiente, exigente, não me contento com pouco 20 Becks, hash e boldo Eu já tô ficando louco Completa o copo, tsey Baforada de haze Mistura celine com sprite Donzela me pedindo bright Raonir eu tô amando essa vida Tô só com a passagem de ida Só com a passagem de ida Traga, carga, larga o doce Fraga, o praça, disfarça, a pose Prende, passa, prende, passa Índio quer caximbo, quer fazer fumaça Fogo, fogo, fogo fogo na laje Jogo, jogo, jogo jogo a vontade Passa a bola, passa a bola Só passe de ida, não tem mais volta Mais de cem placas tô com um tijolo no bolso É tanta oferta neguim, matuê e rao deixando o norte louco Um cara experiente, exigente, não me contento com pouco 20 Becks, hash e boldo Eu já tô ficando louco Completa o copo, tsey Baforada de haze Mistura celine com sprite Donzela me pedindo bright Raonir eu tô amando essa vida Tô só com a passagem de ida Só com a passagem de ida Só com a passagem de ida Só com a passagem de ida
[Raffa Moreira] Disseram que eu não faria sucesso E eu pensando como ser mais estético Depois do show dropando alguns sintéticos Sem desfocar de realizar meus sonhos 10K é pouco, eu sei Mas pra quem vem de baixo É bem mais do que tá agonizando Lean no meu suco, eu tenho show Os jovens dançam, bro Seu show é chato tão falando Yeah Mano, eu não sou seu inimigo Você apenas me deve Cê que me chamou, não esquece By way, Black Uzi Gang, blunts, sprite Sempre double cup, hoje no meu copo, lean Você é invisível, pequeno pra mim, yeah Indiferente o seu som na pista Nenhum DJ toca seu som na festa Minha cidade vivencia o trap Eu e o Klyn, no mapa põe GR Nós temos drogas e vendemos, yeah Comprei um colar pra minha bitch, yeah [KLYN] Falaram que eu ando apressado, erraram Me viram passar muito rápido, é fato Não entendem, eu sou visionário, otários A pressa é meta, não fico parado Bolso inchado tipo um sapo Joia no corpo, pesado Fala logo, tô ocupado Terminar como empresario Meu mano, não ando mudado, imagina Eu ando na pressa onde a bitch vigia Eles me procuram mais que cocaína O guarda querendo saber da minha vida Nenhum deles são de verdade Klyn, Raffa, trap life Swag preto, ao contraste, yeah Foda-se sua mensagem (skrtt) [Raffa Moreira] Disseram que eu não faria sucesso E eu pensando como ser mais estético Depois do show no hotel contando cash Pineapple Storm e o Froid me deve Eu multiplico dígitos na conta Eu e minha Mob, rico hoje e sempre GR Mob que se foda a sorte Nós brilha no escuro e só anda em preto É verdade, eu só ando em preto Priorizando arte para os pretos Respeito pra quem tá no meio Priorizando artistas pretos Klyn, Rare Kidd, Black, Uzi Gang Rincon, Zind, Supremos, Delatorvi Essa é a mob, se você é de fora Prepara o deposito, vai pagar feat Disseram que eu não faria sucesso E eu pensando como ser mais estético Depois do show dropando alguns sintéticos Sem desfocar de realizar meu sonho Disseram que eu não faria sucesso E eu pensando como ser mais estético Depois do show no hotel contando cash Pineapple Storm e o Froid me deve, yeah
I said girl why you keep callin'? I said girl why you keep callin'? (yeah) She said I need a new whip Yeah, 'cause I know that you still ballin' She just wanna go back to the future, so I brought that girl a DeLorean Twenty more minutes until I gotta go, so I told that girl that I'm gonna slaughter it I met that girl right up at my show Left her man in the crowd on the floor Out of town never saw her before Tell her, baby we don't got that long Listen, this is not my city show But I treat it like my city show Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Yeah, I am not slow These girls just want me 'cause I got the dough Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go He pass me her friend, so they switching roles I hit it fast, yeah, I hit it slow Bye bye the morning girl, I gotta go Gotta get ready, tonight is my show If you okay, you might open my show Got the big pointers right under my nose These niggas mad 'cause I got all the dough These niggas mad 'cause I got all the dough Changing my style 'cause I got every flow Got every girl, ain't no topping my hoes I understand that is your girlfriend, bro But you know I gotta keep her close Open your legs and I keep 'em closed Living life on the edge, on a tightrope I am so clean, I might start moving soap Driving a new 'Rari, I don't need a note Drive a Bugatti like it's a Volvo I got your girl and you already know Don't really like her, we friends for the most Cuban the truck all on my choker Don't leave the crumb, got the bread, then you toast If you start touchin' my gun, got no holst' I put a coat on top of my coat Only twenty minutes before the show I met that girl right up at my show Left her man in the crowd on the floor Out of town, never saw her before Tell her "baby, we don't got that long" Listen, this is not my city show But I treat it like my city show Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Yeah, I am not slow These girls just want me 'cause I got the dough Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go He pass me her friend, so they switching roles Damn, I just started it Man, I just started it Oh my God, please do not bother me Don't got enough just to order me I'm on that tree like an ornament Money so long like accordion You lied to me, wasn't sorry then On the weekend, you was partying It was just me, you was targeting It was just me, you was targeting Jump in the Porsche, I might target it (skrr) Jump in the Lamb, I ain't parkin' it (skrr) Ice is so cold, I snowboard in it Go to my show, they applaud me in She call my phone with emergency She call my phone with that urgency I said girl why you keep callin'? I said girl why you keep callin'? (yeah) She said I need new a whip Yeah, 'cause I know that you still ballin' She just wanna go back to the future, so I brought that girl a DeLorean Twenty more minutes until I gotta go, so I told that girl that I'm gonna slaughter it I met that girl right up at my show Left her man in the crowd on the floor Out of town, never saw her before Tell her "Baby, we don't got that long" Listen, this is not my city show But I treat it like my city show Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Twenty more minutes until I'm on Yeah, I am not slow These girls just want me 'cause I got the dough Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go He pass me her friend, so they switching roles (yeah, yeah)
Nox gonna bless this [Predella] Trinta bandido parado, é função Faz o passin' de favela com a mão Vai passar batido com as gata latindo Na porra do baile ela joga o rabão Qual que é a situação? Só lazer, ladrão É duas pra cada, quebrando firminho Faço igual Firmino com a cara na mão Trinta bandido parado, é função Faz o passin' de favela com a mão Vai passar batido com as gata latindo Na porra do baile ela joga o rabão Qual que é a situação? Só lazer, ladrão É duas pra cada, quebrando firminho Faço igual Firmino com a cara na mão [Nog] Wow, quebrada toca meu rap (favela) Na banca só cola os de fé (wow) Golzinho volta de ré, wow É bunda que sobe e que desce Nine e Nox bola o beck Pra fazer esse beat filé (hmm) Predella e Nog faz cash, ayy 'Cês paga mó pau, ayy, não fala que não Se o Nog tá no beat se prepara pra visão Vem cá, vacilão, se arma, cuzão Quando me trombar não vou aceitar pedir perdão Quis me tirar, agora se vira Se quiser bater de frente eu vou te liquidar Sem se intimidar, vem aqui me dar 'Cê é do tipo que eu não ligo se eu me endividar, uh [Predella] Trinta bandido parado, é função Faz o passin' de favela com a mão Vai passar batido com as gata latindo Na porra do baile ela joga o rabão Qual que é a situação? Só lazer, ladrão É duas pra cada, quebrando firminho Faço igual Firmino com a cara na mão Trinta bandido parado, é função Faz o passin' de favela com a mão Vai passar batido com as gata latindo Na porra do baile ela joga o rabão Qual que é a situação? Só lazer, ladrão É duas pra cada quebrando firminho Faço igual Firmino com a cara na mão Rádio na cinta, fumando balão Gelo de coco fervendo o bailão Elas descendo, é só elas descendo, descendo o bumbum Apoiado na mão Ela quer baile com mais patrão Capota a Blazer, pega a rota, polícia não sobe É o coro comendo, as criança correndo descalça no chão Viva o trecho BF, morrão Quarenta quilos, quarenta morte Vila Pompeia nas minhas oração Quarenta corte no copo de drink Pra quarenta brinde no copo do irmão Cinquenta tiro de .40 É Tio Predella e os quarenta ladrão Trinta bandido parado, é função Faz o passin' de favela com a mão Vai passar batido com as gata latindo Na porra do baile ela joga o rabão Qual que é a situação? Só lazer, ladrão É duas facada quebrando firminho Faço igual Firmino com a cara na mão Trinta bandido parado, é função Faz o passin' de favela com a mão Vai passar batido com as gata latindo Na porra do baile ela joga o rabão Qual que é a situação? Só lazer, ladrão É duas facada quebrando firminho Faço igual Firmino com a cara na mão
Who's that creeping through my window? Before you come outside I got the M4 Took her to the endzone from the ends, though Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more Wanna hit the Jack then what you call for? All that out your new shit that ain't called for Who that creepin'? Know the tint is dark (five percent) All that fall in love shit, got it Kevin Hart (yeah, yeah) All that speed and fly shit, we might teleport (skrr, skrr) All that cop harass shit, I might clip a sarge (twelve) Keep bouncin' that ass you just might get award (yeah) If she bad, she get a pass into the tour (passes yeah) I pick through the family, grab the bad sister like Janet Opps outside, don't panic Got a switch, gotta change up transit Still jumpin' 'round move antsy And I still don't like shit fancy Up late feelin' real chancy They outside really tryna end me (yeah) Who's that creeping through my window? (my window) Before you come outside I got the M4 (M4) Took her to the endzone from the ends, though (yeah) Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (yeah) Wanna hit the Jack then what you call for? (yeah) All that out your new shit that ain't called for (yeah) Who the fuck is this? Met somebody baby mama inside of the Benz While I'm tryna tip Shawty said she holding got a razor in her lip Mix my cup and twist one up, I love that ratchet shit She like "I-I-I-I-Iced out wrist, iced out, iced out wrist" (iced out wrist) Fuck don't kiss, fuck she fuck don't kiss (muwah) Look like friends, but she say they twins (twins) Jump right in, there's leg room in this Benz (leg room in this Benz) Ten miles to the crib you know that's deep (yeah) I think there's someone out there watching me, yeah Who's that creeping through my window? (my window, who?) Before you come outside I got the M4 (M4) Took her to the end zone from the ends, though (yeah) Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (lick) Wanna hit the Jack then what you call for? (yeah, Jack) All that out your new shit that ain't called for Who's that creeping through my window? (who?) Before you come outside I got the M4 (M4) Took her to the end zone from the ends, though (yeah) Know I love to smoke, you love to lick more (lick)
[Spinadi] Brindei my fucking day Geração de reis das quais eu enterro Mano, eu brindei my fucking day Pelo o que eu sei, mudaram o critério Brindei my fucking day Pelo o que eu sei, mudaram o critério Mano, eu brindei my fucking day Geração de reis das quais eu enterro [P. Qualy] É grave pra quebra vidraça Arruaça Bumbo que encaixa com a voz Que encaixa com a caixa Estamos em temporada de caça E aí, rasta? E se os policia passa, não acha Desembaça, tô limpo e passei batido Guerreiro Damassaclan! Pode tenta amedrontar Pode tentar tirar todos os bancos da van Lidamos com a crise Bom dia, Vietnã! Cidade metropolitana, onde a liberdade te priva Minha banca se esquiva nas ruas onde o choro é livre Mas choro não é sempre que livra [SPVIC] Grave pra quebra a vidraça Arruaça Bumbo que encaixa com a voz Que encaixa com a caixa Haikaiss no palco é espetáculo Meça um quarto do novo século Vê-lo pelo sopro do oráculo E só calculo e evito ano sabático E nóis num cabulo, só que acumulou faixa e sínicos 150 Anos! Vínculos com esses círculos Somos químicos Tru, vamo! Aprendo a verdade, aviso o prejuízo Compro a cidade no lance no piso Miro no teto do próprio edifício Piso leve na casca do ofício Vício dessa mulecada distinta Brinca com a vida como não se brinca Controla a brisa que eu trampo com 32 Vagabundo loco pra ter briga [P. Qualy e Spinardi] Imagina a família contra? Então não complica Sublinha família, pois não sabe o que significa Publica mas vi que não rubrica Sem intriga, Damassaclan se aplica O bonde tá de pé, quando tu quiser Pra sempre manter, proceder Líder, o que não falta é respeito! Mano de fé incentivo a meta Só o verde, sem pó, sem vender, sem roubar Sabe o jeito! [Spinardi] Brindei my fucking day Geração de reis das quais eu enterro Mano, eu brindei my fucking day Pelo o que eu sei, mudaram o critério Brindei my fucking day Pelo o que eu sei, mudaram o critério Mano, eu brindei my fucking day Geração de reis das quais eu enterro [Spinardi] Sai da prótese pra tu ver o bang crescer DMC sobrevivendo no inferno Olha aquele velho vestido de terno, jão Só uma prova que há ilusão presente na ocasião Na pista eu vejo a raspa da baba Antes da garota que oferece sua raba Boiada, bombada e na balada de sardana Eu vejo o preço que se paga Cada coletivo e seus afazeres Vejo meus amigos como os melhores Não como tu queres A pista tá uma uva! Chapa nem se preocupa Procura-se a ironia? Liga a TV A dança do PT, PSDB O que nois vai fazer? Pô Vendo povo se fuder Juventude dança a valsa com o HIV Porra, Damassa acabando com a zorra Se não bota fé só que a vida é única, é cínica Sólida, é música Porra, Damassa acabando com a farra Que eu levo na marra Na ginga de paulista, na bronca de caiçara Damassa é fumaça, é uma raça, é uma praga, porra Brindei my fucking day Geração de reis das quais eu enterro Mano, eu brindei my fucking day Pelo o que eu sei, mudaram o critério Brindei my fucking day Pelo o que eu sei, mudaram o critério Mano, eu brindei my fucking day Geração de reis das quais eu enterro [P. Qualy] Spi, tem mano querendo levar as mina pra grupo Sem ter feito minhas frases Fala mal do meu trampo, mas se tromba na minha frente Vai pedir pra fazer as pazes Boate com o Haikaiss milianos É 1.000 manos de fé, 2.000 minas de classe E tu só vai pegar alguém Quando teu show parar de ser A proporção de 20 homens para 7 rapazes
Purps on the beat Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah, I'm throwin' a bag (bag) It bought her a bag (bag) Last bitch I fucked, she wasn't goin' out sad (goin' out sad) Can't play a player for sure, can't play a player, no (no) Throw the money to the top (top) It's fallin' off the top ropes (yee) Yeah (yee) I bet I put all my bitches on though (yee) Yeah (yee) Aye (yeeee) She'll be fuckin' til the sun come up (uh uh uh) Hey yeah If you want to ball, let's get it (woohoo) Hey yeah I make you rich with a fifty (cash) Hey yeah No lemonade it's simply, just me and my bitch (aye) If she don't get dick, she gon' have a fit (yeah) Her daddy the plug (aye) She fuck with the bricks, she with the shit (yeah) She bought a salon to clean the money, he feed the bitch Now he on the run, they seized the house, they seized the whips (yee) Now she on the run, she took the money, he need the bitch Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah All ass aye Fifty cash bags, on a bad day (yeah) I'm on a fast pace, I want it the fast way (skr) They copied the last wave, I cut 'em like black spades (aye) Fuckin' a thot in my mansion, fuckin' a thot on my Bentley Been lookin' like a Kardashian (Kardashian) We hopped in the coupe and we smashin' Sippin' on my drink, I watch that ass go slow motion (slow) Walkin' with that bag, look at my diamonds like the ocean, huh Geekin' out, she geekin' out, she geekin' on the dough Ten different bitches, eeny meeny miny moe Trappin' out the North, trappin' out the bando (North) You need you a brick then I get the dough Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah My wrists glass (glass) My neck is glass (glass) Last jeweler just spent sixty cash (cash) Last bitch I had, she bought a Jag' (Jag') They come in empty handed she kept her bag (yee) Bag, all ass aye (yee, ass) I can't get my nut off I'mma spaz bae (yee, spaz) No credit, no debit, the cash way (yee, cash) No stomach, no waist pretty face, the ass way (yee yee) Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh Bad bitches walkin' out with bags at the store (bad) Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye) Yeah All ass aye, all ass aye All ass aye, all ass aye All ass aye, all ass aye Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the Stripper girl shakin', all ass on the pole
Verdadeiro com quem corre comigo Eu não tenho amigos, tenho irmãos Calça suja, blusa, Fernvndx Clothing Co Derrubei lean no meu cordão de ouro Eu já repeti muito essas roupas Hoje eu compro nova toda semana Versace, balmain, a loja na França Orange kush, me chamam de trapstar Faria bem mais pela minha família Por isso eu trafiquei esses quilos Por isso eu corri em volta dos pesos Run!, eu pensava no dinheiro Filho pequeno, e todos os meus sonhos A polícia já me levou dois carros Eu não confio nesses arrombados Talvez não confie em ninguém Mas tenho meus erros também Se você testar alguém da gang Gang, gang, gang, gang! Meus niggas portam as griffes mais caras Mas não perdoamos mais de três vezes Se eu te avisei é draco na sua cara Segunda chance só no vídeo game Eles procuram problema comigo Eu procuro só por peças no shopping Maldita inveja, eu não compreendo Malditos haters querem me ver pobre Mas Deus jamais permitiu Deus olhou pela minha família Eu olhei pela minha família Por ela, eu tiraria sua vida Verdadeiro com quem corre comigo Eu não tenho amigos, tenho irmãos Calça suja, blusa, Fernvndx Clothing Co Derrubei lean no meu cordão de ouro Eu já repeti muito essas roupas Hoje compro nova toda semana Versace, Balmain, a loja na França Realizando todos os meu sonhos Eu não precisei de ninguém Porque Deus tá na minha gang Allah, Assalamaleiko, Amen Double cup, Martin Luther King Ceia com meus irmãos, purple drink Confiante como Mike Tyson Inimigos com mal de Parkison Tentando me vencer, mas fracos são (yeah) E as drogas que eu jogo na sprite São fortes são, yeah São tão fortes quanto as rimas dos meus irmãos, yeah Então toda noite nós vamos fazer um brinde Que sejamos ricos em dinheiro e saúde Verdadeiro com quem corre comigo Eu não tenho amigos, tenho irmãos Calça suja, blusa, Fernvndx Clothing Co Derrubei lean no meu cordão de ouro Minha família coberta de ouro E que seja desse jeito pra sempre Allah, Assalamaleiko, Amen
Estamos anos luz daquele lugar Nem sei como eu vim parar aqui Tua língua eu não entendo Eu só sei que tu é chata e muito gata pra mim Eu vim de lá, eu vim de longe, de longe de cá Eu vim pra te ensinar que quando o beat dropa a gente nunca mais pode parar (tsey) E quando a gente cai na cama O bagulho esquenta quente na frigideira (quente na frigideira) Quando eu bato o olho nela não paro de imaginar besteira (eu só penso besteira) Sinceramente, o problema é ela porque essa bunda é brincadeira (essa bunda é brincadeira) Quem ela pensa que é esfregando essa porra em mim a noite inteira Dropando o doce em mim a noite inteira Fumando um beckzinho a noite inteira Tô com ela em um foguete de bobeira Tô enlouquecendo mesmo que eu não queira (mesmo que eu não queira) A 30 contra tudo É a 30 contra o mundo E o que que eles vão falar? (fala pra mim) Se agora a gente está de alta Vagabundo se exalta (de alta) Daqui uns anos eu sei quem que vai sobrar (quem?) Dinheiro pra gente vai sobrar Lama no copo pra gente vai sobrar (quem?) Quem não tava com a gente vai sobrar E muito bagulho pra gente assoprar Tive um déjà vu que nós entrava numa grife e assaltava tudo Eu nunca deixo ela no tédio, alugo um privado e vamos para búzios Tem spa e um estúdio, vamo dominar o mundo Avançamos anos luz e a 30 comandando tudo no futuro Estamos anos luz daquele lugar Nem sei como vim parar aqui Tua língua eu não entendo Eu só sei que tu é chata e muito gata pra mim Eu vim de lá, eu vim de longe, de longe de cá Eu vim pra te ensinar que quando o beat dropa a gente nunca mais pode parar (tsey) E quando a gente cai na cama o bagulho esquenta quente na frigideira (quente na frigideira) Quando eu bato o olho nela não paro de imaginar besteira (eu só penso besteira) Sinceramente o problema é ela porque essa bunda é brincadeira (essa bunda é brincadeira) Quem ela pensa que é esfregando essa porra em mim a noite inteira Dropando o doce e minha a noite inteira Fumando um beckzinho a noite inteira Tô com ela em um foguete de bobeira Tô enlouquecendo mesmo que eu não queira (mesmo que eu não queira) E o que que eles vão falar? Daqui uns anos eu sei quem que vai sobrar Avançamos anos luz e a 30 comandando tudo no futuro Dropando o doce e minha a noite inteira Fumando um beckzinho a noite inteira Tô com ela em um foguete de bobeira Tô enlouquecendo mesmo que eu não queira (mesmo que eu não queira)
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (for sure) I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (yeah) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS That's why I be racin' em (BRABUS) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (go get it) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (go get it) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war I got static in my city, who fuckin' with me? Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, that's too risky Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky She keep suckin' on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone I'm busy, busy (yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?) I heard it's some niggas that's on my head I heard it's some niggas that want my bread Oh my God Y'all niggas better chill before y'all all be dead (oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah) Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin' my swag (hold up) Whole lot of, whole of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck Uzi, it came with a TEC The brick, it came with a vet I can teach you how to flex (yes) The Draco, it came with a vest The condo, it came with a pit My new bitch, she came with some neck (yeah) Man, these boys ain't believe me Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (whoa) Man, these boys ain't believe me They thought I believed in the devil like ouija Man, these boys ain't believe me A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (yeah) I swear these boys cannot see me That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie Wake up, Versace my bitch I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (for sure) I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (stay with the baddest) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS That's why I be racin' em (I bought a G-Wagen) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (yeah) I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'll do it in the Honda Accord (no cap) I had to count my money on the ironing board I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores I had to get all my niggas off bond I had to get 'em off holding (yeah) I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (skrrt, skrrt) It sing like my birthday, brand new 'Cause I'm only known just to floor it Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it Yeah, yeah, I just know they be watchin' All these hoes love me I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (yeah) If it's beef, don't partake No, I do not eat steak (yeah) All I eat is fish plates My diamonds so cold, in the freezer my wrist stay Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (yeah) I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, that's the Mercedes one I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest) I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS That's why I be racin' em (I bought a G-Wagen) Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'll do it in the Honda Accord (wow) I had to count my money on the ironing board (yeah) I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores Fuck behind the stores You know that I gotta keep it real, fuck behind the stores (sure) You know that I gotta keep it real, fuck behind the stores Yeah, count up a half a mil', I'm behind the store Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't ever take a pill before You actin' too tough like your homie ain't never get killed before What the Yo, what the fuck was that?
Zaytoven Hah Wop Yeah It's Gucci Zay Ziggy Wop Hah, hah [Verse 1] Gucci back home with the bling on And if you think I ain't strapped then you think wrong I ain't goin' back and forth, this ain't ping pong Get your leg torn off, whole head blown I was selling bales before I sold a ringtone The whole hood know my number like Mike Jones Yellowbone and she dancing in a pink thong She ask me can we make love with my mink on I call my migo plug, now, nigga, pack gone Trapped a trailer full of strong, this my backbone I used to sell half a ounces out a trailer home I seen friends turn to foes 'cause the paper gone [Chorus] I had to cut lil mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like it's back on I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black owned I had to cut lil mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like it's back on I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, we black owned [Verse 2] Gucci Mane a menace (menace back on) A hundred grand spent at the dentist (huh) Hold up, I'm not even finished (wow) I'm the realest nigga living (yea) I'm the best that ever did it (true) Here's a message to my critics (fuck you) Fuck your bitch, go get some business (go) I just bought my bitch a Bentley (skrrt) Hold up, I'm lyin' I bought my bitch a business (yea) My wife say she worth twenty millis We drive a Lambo through the city (yoom) I think I'm Rambo with the semi [Chorus] I had to cut lil mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like it's back on I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black owned I had to cut lil mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like it's back on I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, we black owned [Outro] Now we back on Like it's back home Now it's back on Yup, black owned
You know Young Rich Niggas You know so we ain't really never had no old money We got a whole lotta new money though (If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (Thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Offset, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Rackings on rackings, got backends on backends I'm ridin' around in a coupe (coupe) I take your bitch right from you (you) Bitch I'm a dog, woof (grrr) Beat the ho walls loose (hey) Hop in the frog, woah (skrt) I tell that bitch to come for me (come for me) I swear these niggas under me (hey) They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me (jumpin' me) Bankrolls on me keep me company (cash) We did the most, yeah Pull up in Ghosts, yeah (woo) My diamonds a choker (glah) Holdin' the fire with no holster (blaow) Rick The Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler) This a Rollie not a Mueller (hey) Dabbin' on 'em like the usual (dab) Magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic) Court side with a bad bitch (bitch) Then I send the bitch through Uber (go) I'm young and rich and plus I'm boujee (hey) I'm not stupid so I keep the Uzi (rrrah) Rackings on rackings, got backends on backends So my money makin' my back ache You niggas got a low Act' rate (Act') We from the Nawf, yeah dat way (Nawf) Fat cookie blunt in the ash tray (cookie) Two bitches, just national smash day (smash) Hop in the Lamb', have a drag race (skrt) I let them birds take a bath bae (brrrrr) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Pour a four, I'm droppin' muddy Outer space, KiD CuDi (drank) Introduce me your bitch ass wifey and we know she sluttin' Broke a brick down, nutty buddy, now that nigga duckin' Don't move too fast I might shoot you (huh?) Draco bad and boujee (Draco) I'm always hangin' with shooters (brrah) Might be posted somewhere secluded (private) Still be playin' with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille Run with that sack, call me Boobie (run with it) When I'm on stage show me boobies (ay) Ice on my neck, I'm the coolest (ice) Hop out the suicide with the Uzi (pew-pew-pew) I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I hop out with all of the drugs in the cooler (skrt) I'm cookin', I'm cookin', I'm whippin', I'm whippin' into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up) I gave her 10 racks, I told her go shoppin' and spend it all at the pop up (ten) These bitches they fuck and suck dick and they bustin' for Instagram, get your clout up Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a Segway (go) Yeah, dat way, I used to trap by the subway (trappin') Yeah, dat way, young nigga trap with the AK (rrrah) Yeah, dat way, big dyke ho get it on, Macy Gray (hey) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, my bitch she bad to the bone, ay Wait, these niggas watchin', I swear to God they be my clones Yeah, hey, huh, switchin' my hoes like my flows (what?) Switchin' my flows like my clothes (like what?) Keep on shootin' that gun, don't reload Oh, oh, now she won't fuck with my crew 'Cause the money come all out the roof Drive the 'Rari, that bitch got no roof (skrt) Wait, what kind of 'Rari? 458 (damn) All of these niggas, they hate (they hate) Try to hide, shoot through the gate Look, go to the strip club, make it rain (rain) So much money they use rakes Count 100, 000 in your face (in your face) Yeah, they put 300 right in the safe Met her today, oh She talk to me like she knew me, yah Go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yah Yeah, wakin' up right to a two piece, yah Countin' that paper like loose leaf, yah Gettin' that chicken with blue cheese, yah Yeah, boy you so fake like my collar You snakin', I swear to God that be that Gucci, ay And you know we winnin' (winnin') Yeah, we is not losin' Try to play your song, it ain't move me (what?) Saw your girl once now she choose me, yeah Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (dope) My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey) We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah)
Wheezy outta here Rose gold seat on a fucking helicopter Double C, on Chanel, 'cause she bad, bad, bad Ridin' Kawasaki, I could cop you a new 'Rari Let you ride it in your Rafs and you're bad, bad, bad No playin', no Atari, I won't play with you for nothing I can eat you like Hibachi 'cause you're bad, bad, bad I just took the doors off the 'Ghini, now I'm riding And I'm sliding in her, sideways, now she call me her Zaddy Rich nigga shit, I bought my thottie a new Patek Got a model, got a thickie, got a BM, got a stallion Got a billion dollar corporation, fuck a Xanny I got millions to go get and a couple bitches to- uh, yeah You my dawg 'til we dead, not a question But I can't fuck with you like I want 'cause you ratted Got a million dollars in the wall, in the Bentley Got a step down, got it hard, got it cracking on her Half a million, I just need a warm up Half a million, uh, uh, mm I could buy the building I could rent this shit out or save it for the children I could dead this shit out or give it to the villains Somewhere they can hide when they do some killing All of the rides got grenade ceilings Loaded with a ride cost a cool million Rose gold seat on a fucking helicopter Double C, on Chanel, 'cause she bad, bad, bad Ridin' Kawasaki, I could cop you a new 'Rari Let you ride it in your Rafs and you're bad, bad, bad No playin', no Atari, I won't play with you for nothing I can eat you like Hibachi 'cause you're bad, bad, bad I just took the doors off the 'Ghini, now I'm riding And I'm sliding in her, sideways, now she call me her Zaddy Paper tag, peanut butter seats, I'm ridin' I be in the foreign, I fuck with slime, we tatted (slatt) Different color Diors on my feet, I couldn't decide one Never tap the baddest, she done make that set my side bitch Trash bag gang, I can put that on the logic Street shows me, I ain't never had to sign up Then we havin' bitches in the group, I make 'em line up Beep, beep, beep, that's me, nigga, get back Real dope boys, don't know how to work a CashApp How many of us they go in the law, I mean to cash out I been sipping lean, 'bout to pee 'til I pass out When the streets part me, woke up in the paradise Niggas stealin' drip but it don't matter, they don't wear it right They don't even speak but I can see I got 'em terrified Double R drip, come through, shit on everybody Bad, bad, bitch, good head, hit her every night Rose gold seat on a fucking helicopter Double C, on Chanel, 'cause she bad, bad, bad Ridin' Kawasaki, I could cop you a new 'Rari Let you ride it in your Rafs and you're bad, bad, bad No playin', no Atari, I won't play with you for nothing I can eat you like Hibachi 'cause you're bad, bad, bad I just took the doors off the 'Ghini, now I'm riding And I'm sliding in her, sideways, now she call me her Zaddy Take the four doors off of the Jeep (Bad, bad, bad) I ain't doin' no swaps with the freak, uh (Bad, bad, bad) We can handle this shit out in the streets, yeah (Bad, bad, bad) I ain't goin' to her house for a meeting (Bad, bad, bad) Pull up in a truck, in a ceilin' Niggas never coming out, it ain't leaving Popped a nigga, they got laws, then we leave it Quickly take off
I just poured a 8 in a liter Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I'm with a white ho And she snortin' three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly Got a white bitch snorting up snow Say she want real niggas in the party Parents gon' leave the keys to the condo Bitch close the door, there's shit on your nose (that coca) She said she want more She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah I'mma get more Bitch close the door, the shit on your nose She said she want more She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah I'mma get more I just poured a 8 in a liter Got a white bitch sniffin' on Bieber Are you sure you want to party with the demons Bitch, looking for a phone I ain't seen it Told frost bring the water no Fiji Free stix I'm poured up and I'm leanin' I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings Cause their main bitch wanna come see me She said she want more Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go She fucked all my bros, she's snorting the snow (that coca) Now she's touching her toes She got Anna Nicole all in her nose If they kick down the door we gon' get locked for sure She said she want more Fuck it, I'mma get more Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night night Flashes, spotlight, pull up, nice guy Help it, please Beast, beast it Bite me, ride me, strike me, indict me Snipe it, swipe it, rapper, trapper (yeah yeah) I'm lit, like nick, white bitch, she thick Pulled out in the hood Toyota Drove back to the hood lambo Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda Riding around the city with my eyes closed Crazy girls got it poppin', aod got it poppin' Tryna' text my accountant Ain't no service in the mountains (straight up!) Won't you come to the bottom Know you heard a lot about 'em (yeah) Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring Pulled out in the hood Toyota Drove back to the hood lambo Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda Riding around the city with my eyes closed I just poured a 8th in a liter Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I'm with a white ho And she snortin' three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly Got a white bitch rollin' on snow Say she want real niggas in the party Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca) She said she want more She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah I'mma get more Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose She said she want more She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah, I'mma get more
You probably think that you are better now, better now You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything You know I say that I am better now, better now I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything, oh whoa I did not believe that it would end, no Everything came second to the Benzo You're not even speaking to my friends, no You knew all my uncles and my aunts though Twenty candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes We were looking forward to the rest of our lives Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside Now it's in your dresser with the socks you don't like And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' With my brothers like it's Jonas, Jonas Drinkin' Henney and I'm tryna forget But I can't get this shit outta my head You probably think that you are better now, better now You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything You know I say that I am better now, better now I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything, oh whoa I seen you with your other dude He seemed like he was pretty cool I was so broken over you Life, it goes on, what can you do? I just wonder what it's gonna take (what's it gonna take?) Another foreign or a bigger chain (bigger chain) Because no matter how my life has changed (matter how my life has changed) I keep on looking back on better days You probably think that you are better now, better now You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything You know I say that I am better now, better now I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything, oh whoa I promise I swear to you, I'll be okay You're only the love of my life You probably think that you are better now, better now You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything You know I say that I am better now, better now I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around You know I never meant to let you down, let you down Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything, oh whoa
Zaytoven! Big on big Big on big Big on big If you havin' paper, and I'm havin' paper How you gon' big on big? If you havin' neighbors and I'm havin acres How you gon' big on big? If I got the Draco and you got the Sig How you gon' big on big? If I'm choppin' that gas, you choppin' that mid How you gon' big on big? If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten How you gon' big on big? If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten How you gon' big on big? You drivin' a Jag, I'm pushin' a Benz How you gon big on big? What you talkin' about, we done been did How you gon big on big? How you gon big on big? How you gon' say you gon' driz How you gon' one up the seal How you gon' do what I did Nigga don't know how it feel How you gon' say you is real Nigga lyin' sayin' he havin' Act seal But we both know that ain't real Nigga lyin' 'bout a quarter mill He ain't touch it or know how it feel Nigga talkin' bout they independent Turned around and 360 the deal Nigga walkin' round with thirties on them But they know they ain't ready to kill All my niggas havin' cookie bags Vacuum sealed and ready to sell M&M in the mail, I done took a lot of L's Hundred niggas with the shells, goin' big, well Pullin' out V12, pickin' up a plate at Kelz (Can't go big on big) We the biggest shit poppin' Wrist water no faucet Bando to a mansion, you havin' condo status Can't go big and braggin', havin' real big passion Ever since I was a lil boy havin' huncho status Can't compare to this, I'm takin all the risks Know how to solve a problem, know how to sell a brick You might be poppin' them bottles, I'm poppin' those bottles and models You might be ridin' American, my whips is foreign throttles You tryna go big on big, stop it I put a big hole in your pocket They say he ridin' around the city broke That's cause he tryna keep up with the 'cho Eyes closed, whippin' it blind fold She get on that blow get bi-polar Six cell phones and I ain't social Still goin' big, like Magnolia If you havin' paper, and I'm havin' paper How you gon' big on big? If you havin' neighbors and I'm havin' acres How you gon' big on big? If I got the Draco and you got the Sig How you gon' big on big? If I'm choppin' that gas, you choppin' that mid How you gon' big on big? If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten How you gon' big on big? If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten How you gon' big on big? You drivin' a Jag, I'm pushin' a Benz How you gon big on big? What you talkin' about, we done been did How you gon big on big? How you gon', flex on the squad When you know, (when you know) the bag is large Where were you, when times was hard it's pitiful How you gon' be there when we extra large Four car garage, two bad broads I don't flex or floss I'm a rockstar, with no guitar Lambo avatar (Lambo), sippin' on some tar (Act) I'm livin' above the bar Wrist on froze, wrist on froze (ice) Your lil hoe been my hoe (smash smash) Green Lambo, Piccolo (skrr skrr) Diamonds drippin' on me, Nickelodeon (splash) You goin' too big, you talkin' bout money you botherin' me (You makin' me sick) I own all of my cars, jewelry, and I got property (I got some property) Building these houses in places I'm playing Monopoly Please do not talk to me You don't do nothin', you obsolete If you havin' paper, and I'm havin' paper How you gon' big on big? If you havin' neighbors and I'm havin acres How you gon' big on big? If I got the Draco and you got the Sig How you gon' big on big? If I'm choppin' that gas, you choppin' that mid How you gon' big on big? If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten How you gon' big on big? If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten How you gon' big on big? You drivin' a Jag, I'm pushin' a Benz How you gon big on big? What you talkin' about, we done been did How you gon big on big?
Hey I can tiptoe in her pussy like a Loub, Chanel (ayy) Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh 'em up on the scale (ayy) Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell (hey) All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf (let's go) Kicked out the hotel, we smoking gas, who else, nigga? Flooded belt buckle like a wrestler, yes, nigga Better not try to tell me what you seen a nigga doin' She not fuckin' with me, then her life is probably ruined We can leave America and we can make a movie Every single diamond on me dancing like a movie Make lil' mama nut inside her pants just like a movie Abracadaba, tight pussy, need a toothpick Throw 'way the fives, and some of the dimes, and then I got twenties and up I come with the vibes and some of the guys and I got a flooded Patek I peep how you slide, I peep how you ride, and now they goin' off with your head They know the reward's a hundred racks so they gon' do all that they can Don't tell me you ridin' if you not gon' ride, we don't got no time for that playin' We don't come disguised, we gangsters for life, my nigga, we showin' our hands I had turned the vibe my lil' wife, she'll never be single again They hate and throw rice, we Richard for life, I used to serve ice, yikes (hey) Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper King spiller, bitch, king dripper King killer, King, Godzilla Fuck her every week, still ain't seen me marshmallow King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba Black truck pull up on you just like Uber Okay, I fuck her every night and she still ain't seen my eyes, ayy I don't know the vibes so I introduce the ice My lil' shawty hit a lick out a bando (yeah) Shawty came through 'bout tall as a man, whoa (aw, yeah) She won't come to you, ask, yes, you can go (hey) I got hitters on 175th, Chicago (let's play) Man, the feds done got my M's up, I'm gon' on She got hit by the whole gang, her pussy jumped on (woo) Baby, tell me what you prayin' for (uh) That shit cap 'cause I'm the real McCoy (yeah) White diamonds on me, bitch, I'm pale I got a baddie, fine, out of Israel I keep like twenty pints of Actavis double sealed I keep some Dubai shit on deck when I'm on chill, hey I can tiptoe in her pussy like a Loub, Chanel (ayy) Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh 'em up on the scale (ayy) Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell (hey) All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf (let's go) Yeah, I throw them racks on the blade My baby, she mad, want me stay out of there, yeah I drip this shit with Lil Gotit We matching the shoes, the belt, yeah Niggas, they know I'm the topic They takin' they shot like ref, yeah Soon as you think you gon' try me They leaving you dead in your step Ridin' 'round like the army, we trippin' cars like Carmen My ho want a Percocet, she pop more than you and me Man, that pussy too wet, I don't care if she don't wanna top me And state your number, I don't care if you don't call me I want big racks, I'm up early morning These niggas big cat (pussy), yeah, they tellin' on you Yeah, the Hellcat roll up, Keed be ridin' on 'em Wanna beef, I pay the cash, I ain't got time for you, no cap, no cap Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper King spiller, bitch, king dripper King killer, King, Godzilla Fuck her every week, still ain't seen me marshmallow King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba Black truck pull up on you just like Uber 'Kay, I fuck her every night and she still ain't seen my eyes, ayy I don't know the vibes so I introduce the ice
Me manda uma tradicional Eu tô com um beck bem legal Dona, a tua boca eu quero pra ser fio dental Ahn aham A Trinta contra tudo Eu acabei de jogar nesse par de jordan Meu copo tá cheião já já ele transborda tô mais melado que as panqueca da minha vó Cuspindo fogo na boate aí que dó Ela tá doida pra conhecer o meu corre Se ela descobre eu boto mó fé que ela morre Bundão estilo Bin Laden logo ele explode Minha única preocupação é com "X9" Baforada de Blunt saindo do teto solar do meu Jetta O som da Trinta é viciado parecer crackudo na pedra As bitch no show eu cantando e sentindo uma mão na minha perna Leva pro hotel e releva Branca de neve que gosta de neve Ela pede e eu jogo neve nela Passo vuado no carro Lama voando nos péla E quem te falar que o Mill é da trinta vai levar um tiro na perna Só tô trampando com milhões O tempo fecha todo dia mesmo que não chova aqui Sertão é seca do caralho o bagulho é estranho bem-vindo a Fortal City Tu tem esse milhão na conta eu acho que não então tu não vem falar de mim Sempre fumando o green Na rima eu sou o Shawlin Minha mãe já me disse que eu puxei meu pai mais maluco do que o satanás Ela teme que eu vou ter um fim Falei mãe não se estresse por mim E mesmo que eu morra deixo o legado um bando de ouvinte tudo viciado Procurando a seis Dragonball pra me ressuscitar lá do outro lado tá tudo joia tá tudo joia tá tudo joia Ficou bem "bomzin" Ficou bem "bomzin" Ficou bem "bomzin" Taca fogo nesse green green Ficou bem "bomzin" Me manda uma tradicional Eu tô com um beck bem legal Dona a tua boca eu quero pra ser fio dental Ahn aham É a Trinta contra tudo
Got rackity-rack-rack-racks in my knapity-sack-sack-sack (yeah, racks) Ever since Tap-Tap-Tap, I feel like the brown boy back-back-back (I'm back) Prada shoes with the strap, in every color, I'm proud of that (proud of that) All they see is success but they don't know where I started at I can't take no days off, I got money I gotta get (no) Hit the gas and I take off, pipes be cracklin' when I shift (skrrt) It's clear as you can see, got a big bankroll on me (racks) Got a coupe, got power seats three months before release Tattoos under my sleeve (yeah) Got nigga old girl on her knees (yeah) I spent a hundred thousand dollars on trees I spent a whole 'nother hundred on tees (woo) She got her all down to her knees Now I call her Maybelline (no cap) I got a cougar bitch in my driveway Tryna make a nigga pay her lease (swear) Trap, trappin', trappin' Whole lot of bales and bricks, Ikea Whoa, whoa, whoa I just been sippin' on lean, I don't see us I would never trap I was tryna rob him and his dealer Never goin' back Switchin' my shit like Ron Artest (switch it up) Rickity-rack-rack-racks Throwin' off the Maybach hatch-hatch-hatch I've been on set-set-set Throw it down the field, no crack back-back, ooh Ran up my sack-sack-sack I done went and bought all the set-set-sets (slatt) Duck tape the patch-patch-patch Three-hundred horse on the Cadillac, whoa Got rackity-rack-rack-racks in my knapity-sack-sack-sack (yeah, racks) Ever since Tap-Tap-Tap, I feel like the brown boy back-back-back (I'm back) Prada shoes with the strap, in every color, I'm proud of that (proud of that) All they see is success but they don't know where I started at I can't take no days off, I got money I gotta get (no) Hit the gas and I take off, pipes be cracklin' when I shift (skrrt) It's clear as you can see, got a big bankroll on me (racks) Got a coupe, got power seats three months before release Rackin' up Krispy Cream Every day I wear crispy tee I know you ain't gettin' no cheese Your shoe tongue ain't got no C's All my diamonds cold, on freeze Got designer A to Z I know B's and I know C's Make your bitch fall in love with a G Now I don't wanna wear no J's Pointers in the Cartiers on my face Stackin' up for my future Came up livin' day to day Should I buy a new watch? I just made a hundred racks today Gucci my tube socks, I got a different pair for every day I can't get no sleep, I got some habits I gotta kick I been drippin' all week, minimum three thousand on my 'fit When you work for a boss like me, there's lots of advantages In my wildest dreams, I don't think that I could imagine this Got rackity-rack-rack-racks in my knapity-sack-sack-sack (yeah, racks) Ever since Tap-Tap-Tap, I feel like the brown boy back-back-back (I'm back) Prada shoes with the strap, in every color, I'm proud of that (proud of that) All they see is success but they don't know where I started at I can't take no days off, I got money I gotta get (no) Hit the gas and I take off, pipes be cracklin' when I shift (skrrt) It's clear as you can see, got a big bankroll on me (racks) Got a coupe, got power seats three months before release
Fernvndx clothing nego Raffa moreira mano 777, (Skr skr skr), ay ay ay Yeah, ay ay ay Bro, faz sol Camisa da fernvndx clothing Eu soquei um hater no shopping Que falou bosta Wow, óculos do kurt cobain Double cup, sprite, codein Todo mundo fala de mim Raffa moreira mano Joguei um beck de gr Na seda branca queima Joguei codeina na minha fanta Postei o lançamento da minha blusa Hater falou mal, ele é uma puta O que eu faço é hype, de fato eu sou foda Meus fãs reais nunca me viram as costas Eles acham minha calça apertada style Eles sabem sou gangsta paradise Yo, faz sol Camisa da fernvndx clothing Eu soquei um hater no shopping Que falou bosta Wow, óculos do kurt cobain Double cup, sprite, codein Todo mundo fala de mim Raffa moreira mano Todos os jovens agora falam minhas gírias Eles perguntam onde compro minhas roupas Por isso eu investi na minha marca Meu swag esta no nivel dez milhões Sai fora com essas marca de playboy tipo a palace Fernvndx clothing squad, squad raffa, não pare Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Bro, faz sol Camisa da fernvndx clothing Eu soquei um hater no shopping Que falou bosta Wow, óculos do kurt cobain Double cup, sprite, codein Todo mundo fala de mim Raffa moreira mano
Zaytoven! Hah, pussy Fuck all these niggas man Yeah we havin' this shit too nigga Yeah y'all nigga havin' this money and shit You know what I'm talkin', yeah yeah for real Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash) Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the Xan then put her on Perkys (Xanny Xanny, Perky Perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working Offset! I'm 'bout to sign your bitch (sign her) Let me remind ya bitch (remind her) I am a walkin' lick (lick) But I am with the shits (I'm with it) Click, click, click, click shit and I spung my wrist (bla) Money is over a bitch (money) Go to the mall in a Bentley (wwrrr) Money is bigger than Winfrey's Sippin' codeine outta simplies I do not fuck with the enemy 30, 000 to the dead niggs' Drums, thirty extensions (30) We bring 'em when we handle business (ya) We fuckin' these stars for fitness Bankrolls are large, you feel me? (large) I'ma go get me a bag (bag) They gon' be bitter and mad (mad) They already know it's a fact (they know) Go to the show with a gag Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash) Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the Xan then put her on Perkys (Xanny Xanny, Perky Perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working Quavo I put your bitch on Henny, or Henny and coca (coca) You saying your wrist is rocky, well I got some boulders (Rocky Balboa) Ice on my neck, cold shoulder (ice) You talking about modern day rap but don't know the culture 50 bands in the motor (bands) 12 can't pull me over (skrr) Snowball, think it's polar Hotline Motorola (brrrt) Fancy bitches go get the bag, the baddest bitches (bad) Age of 23, I was in the magazine, the Forbes edition (Forbes) Brown paper bag (oh) When you get it make sure you count your racks (racks racks whoo) Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash) Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the Xan then put her on Perkys (Xanny Xanny, Perky Perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working Brown paper bag Wallet full of cash (cash) Paparazzi flash Jeweler gave me glass (splash) Never look back at my past Sip slow and live fast (Actavis) I ended up in first place but I swore a nigga started last (I swear) I was born empty-handed but a nigga know I had to get a bag (know it) I was raised by my mama so a nigga never really had a dad (never) Remember that lick we had hit (yup) Broke in and we found the stash (okay) 20K right by the stand (20k) Wrapped up in a brown paper bag (ah) That wasn't part of the plan (had to) Take out the tape from the cam (here) No evidence of who I am (none) 'Cause I can't afford to get jammed (ah-ah) Cuffin' bitches I don't stand 'em (nobody) All my bitches yeah I share 'em (bitch) Fuck 'em, but you gotta pay 'em (pay up) Break the bread up with the fam
Murda on the beat so it's not nice For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) Drop the top, play hide and seek (yeah) Jump inside, jump straight to the league Take a sip, feel just how I breathe (it's lit) On freeway, but no, ain't nothin' free (straight up) Bend laws, bend lanes Been bustin' bills, but still ain't nothin' change You in the mob soon as you rock the chain She caught the waves just thumbin' through my braids (alright) Heatin' up, baby, I'm just heatin' up (it's lit) Need ya love, not a need it is a must (yeah) Feelin' stuck, you know how to keep me up (yeah, yeah) Icy love, icy like a hockey puck (alright) For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it) For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (yeah, yeah) M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle (yeah) All the dogs, all the dogs low creep right behind me in the Phantom (it's lit) Never go, never go dip on the set, stayed Santana Yeah, run it back, turn the lights on when I hit up Green Lantern (it's lit, alright) Yeah, fly the broads, fly the dogs down to Atlanta Yeah, in the cut in Medusa, lay low, yeah, I might be Yeah, roll up, help me calm down when I'm movin' high speed Yeah, if I send one, need the text back 'cause you know what I need (straight up) Oh, please (oh please) Oh me (oh me) Oh my (oh my) We been movin', we been movin' for some time (Alright!) Flexin', flexin' try to exercise Exercise, exercise, exercise, exercise (yeah, yeah) For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it) For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Yah!)
Buddah blessed this beat Yeah, trap shit No, no, no, no, no, no Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah) Act (Act) Put the backends in the back (back) Draco on me, it's attached (attached) Name a nigga with the pack (pack) Name a nigga with the sack (sack) I love my Glock, I got the MAC (MAC) She eat the molly like a snack (eat it up) This gold on my neck a plaque (plaque) Bando Shane's Rib Shack (eat it up) Rob the plug if you tax (tax) Sip the lean and relax (drink it up) Park the Lamb in the back (skrt, skrt) Big dog, you a cat (cat) Rich in the matte black (skrt, skrt) Twenty hoes to be exact (yeah) I need ten, that's a dime Want a nickel, that's a five One to fly, one to slide One to glide, ain't got time Poured a thirty on my nine For a nigga out of line Mama cryin', niggas dyin' Wonder why I done grip the fire, yeah Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah) Brrrt (skrt skrt skrt skrt) burrr, pot Niggas tried to send the thot That’s the only way to plot Klay Thomp, corner shot (brrr) Eight-ball, corner pocket (ay) White boys in the game (white) Call 'em Andy Milonakis (yeah) He won't hesitate to shoot 'em (shoot) Private jet to Bermuda (woo) I knew I been had sauce (who) 'Cause I was fuckin' on my tutor (who) Truck backin' up the dooley A hundred pounds out the cooler Came from a Cup O' Noodles I fucked the game, Karma Sutra I got M's on my mind I got boulders in my time Put a model bitch on coco Told her read between the lines (coco) J's out there snitchin', yeah Heard it through the vine (J's) Packin' up the kitchen Think I ran out of time, yeah Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah) Woo woo woo woo woo, packs I paid the ticket, get you whacked (brrr) I chop the brick with the axe (hey) The cookie smellin' like a casket (cookie) I'm sellin' crack in my Raf's (crack) Put the addy in the nav (addy) He steady poppin', know it's cap (cap) I hit the jungle then adapt 30 thousand on the couch (30 bars) All my bitches from an app (app) Instagram and the Snap (Snap) I bet a hundred on the craps (crap) I'm good on shawty, do without She fucking niggas for the check (check) I'mma only get the mouth Hop out a Lambo, crossover on a bitch I poured a four, Actavis Walk in Goyard, got a bag for my bitch Won't get a kiss 'cause I know you suck dick Spent you hundred, Philippe on your wrist (Patek) Twenty-five pointers, one fist (points) Twenty-five bitches on list (twenty-five) Kill ten, rubber band grip (brrr) Up early in the morning, trapping (trap, trap) You can get 'em while you asking (ask) How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax) I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion) I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need to call casting (yeah)
I put my heart in my lyrics I gave it all I could give I made it hot at the crib I kept that fire at the crib Where you gon' go when you dip? How I'ma know who for real? I pour a four in a fifth You already know what it is I keep a pole in the whip 'Cause a lot of these niggas out here envy me It ain't no ho in the clique None of my dawgs got fuckboy tendencies I don't even show no sympathy Sipping on Hennessy, it got me bending sideways Everything on me drippin', you niggas can't ride the wave Nigga run around with the juice, nigga come spill your drank I done earn my stripes now I'm tryna go get me some real rank Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits I put my Hublot on rocks I put moscato on rocks Where I'm from we don't say opp Shoot at an OV, shoot at a cop Shoot at the police, shoot at your top I made a million off socks Free all my niggas who stuck in a box Locked up and watching the clock Locked up, they fighting with locks Locked up, they swinging they knifes I can't be living this life No more Bacardi, alright I don't want Cardi so I'ma pour Henny on ice My vision is vivid, told you I'm really a menace I'll show you I'm destined to get it I be outside with the glizzy Toting that fire, I be trippin' I just might die how I'm livin' Ain't take a bath, but I'm drippin' Niggas ain't catching me slipping, ayy, yeah I make you laugh when you with me Know that my swag is terrific (Glee, glee) Ain't seen my dad in a minute But I can't be mad, I got millions I just pulled up in a lemon Thuggin', so fuck your opinion I'm thuggin', so fuck how you feeling I'm calling my spirit Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits
No you can't say if I'm mad or not Smoking hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turning out What would you do if you heard I got it going on? I had to burn, I left skrt marks, I had to dip (I had to) Gotta watch for 12 'round my town, you might get killed (better watch for 12) I'm out my mind, yeah I'm high above the rim (I'm on my mind) You cop it live, boy I got it all on film You gotta watch out where you rocking, shit get real Drink your real, I can't be fake, don't know the feel Gotta take a long drive up the hill Gang too wavy, move like Navy Seals I'm too wavy, think I need a Lyft Chicago baby she just wanna drill The vibes so wavy, it's too hard to kill Gotta watch out where you go 'cause shit get real Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk Dip-dip-dip-dip You can't say if I'm mad or not Smoking hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turning out What would you do if you heard I got it, burned it all? I let it burn, skrt that mark, I had to dip (I had to) Better watch for 12 'round my town, you might get killed (better watch for 12) I'm out my mind, yeah I'm high above the rim (I'm out my mind) You cop it live, boy I got it all on film You must be cautious, told the lil' hoes I'm all in Play this ballers offense, I left ol' girl, she callin' You know I hit in morning, oh yeah she yawning I met you in the club, bitch you know this shit mean nothing Oh then I hit your cousin, mhm, no-no discussion Sipping on lean, no Robitussin Oh yeah, I know you love me, I beat it ain't no cuddling You down bad, you suffering I don't give a fuck how hard it get That lil' bitch know I started this Uh-huh, oh yeah Get to the cash, no layup Spend a big bag, Rodeo Some may ride for the fresh cut Hoes come through just to touch us, I'ma tell the truth like Usher You already know how I bust her, slang my chop from Russia Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk Dip-dip-dip-dip Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk Dip No you can't say if I'm mad or not Smoking hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turning out What would you do if you heard I got it going on? I had to burn, I left skrt marks, I had to dip Gotta watch for 12 'round my town, you might get killed I'm out my mind, yeah I'm high above the rim You cop it live, boy I got it all on film
How did you get here? I'm drunk and confused I tried to be patient with you Yeah High up, but you fall down harder Trapped in the concept Falsely accused Misused, and misled Bitch, I'm hoping you fucking rest in peace (I tried to be patient with you) (Yeah) (High up) Now the fact that I'm alone is fucking comforting And I can't seem to shake this fucking feeling in my (How did you get here) Cold shoulder, heart broken, misspoken I'm cut open, the fingers in all my stab wounds And if she could, she'd prolly dance On my grave, inside my head I see your face, I fucking hate That I love you still (High up) Yeah (But you fall down harder) Carry on, life flies, so just carry on With this pain inside of my chest Got no choice but to carry on, uh Carry on, life flies, so just carry on With this pain inside of my chest Got no choice but to carry on, uh Carry on, life flies, so just carry on With this pain inside of my chest Got no choice but to carry on, uh Yeah How did you get here? I'm drunk and confused I tried to be patient with you, yeah High up, but you fall down harder