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[Intro]
Uh-uh-uh-mmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Keep that shit on Twitter
Y’all ain’t lit, y’all litter
Keep that shit in your shitter
Or eat that shit, don’t spit up (Rrr!)
Keep my bad bitch did up
Keep my man bitch, put up
Watchin’ me do push-ups
Just playin’ with herself and I looked up (Damn!)
Your thot need to get her look up
You plottin’ on me, my foot up
Your squad ain’t hard, that’s cushion
That ain’t sauce, that’s puddin’
Tunechi across her bosom (Damn!)
Shootin’ up the jurors (Damn!)
Don’t name my pistol
I name the trigger, Benjamin Button, push ’em (Bam!)
Y’all just pussy, get buried together and let ’em play footsie
Y’all just wussy
I got some bullies, gon’ pull up in hoodies and come take a looksie
Better play hooky
I got some hookers hookin’ up with some politicans
And some athletes and some college niggas
Send your missus on all kind of missions
I’m the sickest nigga skippin’ doctors visits
But my pots is pissy, smokin’ hockey sticky
Put a stockin’ on my face and hit a lick in’
When shit get ugly, I go Pretty Ricky
I don’t fuck with rats, neither Minnie, Micky
I don’t fuck with cops, that’s the piggly wiggly
Fuck my bitch’s friends, and they friendly-friendly
While your bitch givin’ me her twenty-twenty like she tired of Mickey-D’s
Wendy’s, Denny’s like she tired of Macy’s
JC Penny’s, I got bitches gettin’ tired of spendin’, spend it
If we winnin’, win it
I know Dream Chasers that ain’t never dreamt it
So I had to tend it and I had to rim it
And I worked the lanes like Shaq and Penny
It’s the Blood gang, it’s the money gang
Red rags to riches, need happy endings
Then it’s back to business and we laugh at sentencin’
Hungry lawyers make a snack out witnesses
Hungry artists or starvin’ artists in the kitchen
Restaurant and cafeterias
Don’t make a difference if you taste the difference
Better pay the difference to the racketeers
Now your good luck lookin’ like you crackin’ mirrors
Now the artificial become sacrificial
That’s a body count, where the mathematician?
Where the wettest clitoris and fattest nipples?
With an ass that jiggle with a grab or tickle
With a throat deep enough to land a missile
If ya nigga miss you and he have opinions
Tell him two cents is only half a nickel
Now we at his villa, aiming at his pillows
Hair triggers, fingers finna act like bristles
And I catch a triple, flip kick jiu-jitsu
Throwin’ pool parties, she don’t have a swimsuit
Neither of her friends do, I think that’s official
Got my neighbor’s eyes bigger than the Simpson’s
And I’m magnificent so I had to pimp her
And she had potential but he lacked credentials
So give me a sec’, I’ll go at your neck
And send you back lookin’ like the Dracula bit you (Rrr!)
Yeah, cannibalism goin’ animalistic in a land of civilians
These niggas clones, copycats, and chameleons
Once they dead and gone, no paraphernalia
When she left her thong, that’s paraphernalia
Sound familiar? My plug’s Sicilian
He the one who told me that sometimes you gotta leave ya la familia
Behind the millions
Rhyme or reason
I’m the reason, got they eyes wide but too blind to see it
With friends like those
It make me text all my enemies and tell ’em I don’t need ’em
Hallelujah, power intruders
Bitch walk around my house like Hooters
Towel user, power user
Molly mixed with white girl, Molly Susan
Niggas talkin’ out their bowel movers
Turn they homies into flower choosers
Turn your kids into father choosers
Make your bitch a widow and your mom a cougar
I’m a silent shooter with a silent shooter
Clap at you, if you don’t die, I’ll boo ya
Tell a doc that’s tryna to save your life and runnin’ wires through you
He could die next to ya (Rrr!)
I’ma make the nurse ride me like a giant scooter
Let her partner shoot it
We pull out the movie, win awards
She got a Golden Globe head and an Oscar booty
Niggas prostitutin’, these rappers ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit
Not even ’bout pollution
Ain’t got a house to live in, ain’t got a pool to swim in
Change in their pockets, nor a couch to lose it
In route to Houston with a contribution full of Monster juices
Monster too slow, macho Cujo macho mucho
Big bad wolf, watch the moon glow (Rrr!)
I got a Greek freak, she call me Antetokounmpo
Just follow the kupo and I know that you know
I’m hotter than soup, she still swallow my soup bowl
I’m out of my loophole, you outta the loop though
Got all these niggas on silent and mute mode
The power to do so, my pockets is sumo
Gettin’ the mula by the minuto
Mafia Nuvo, I am the uno
Real boss nigga, should model for Hugo
Fuck with me, I go Lolapaloozo
Pull up trigger finger, holler, and pull though
(Pah, pah, pah)
Sound like a symphony or Operah, tudo
Hittin’ some new notes
And I am the maestro and you just a typo
Private flight, don’t fly in too low
I’m wiser than you know, a private school flow
I got me a new ho and now it’s a duo
One went to college and one went to juco
I had to ask ’em, what’s four plus two though? (Rrr!)

[Intro]
Gang

[Chorus]
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (grra, pow, pow, pow)
I say, see me, I don’t got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get them for the bros, I’m just worried ’bout them chips, I’ma (ayy)
I’ma shot call, lil nigga, I’ma stay wild (huh, huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (belong in a dog pound)
Shot call, lil nigga, I’ma stay wild (bitch)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grra, pow pow pow)
Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat)
Never give a bitch your phone, that’s a no no (hell nah)
Off tops, new chain and my wrist froze (on the gang)
Loaded up, still bouncin’ with that .44 (huh)
Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat (bitch throat)
Never give a bitch your phone that’s a no no (hell nah)
Off tops, new chain and my wrist froze (huh)
Loaded up, still bouncin’ with that .44 (ayy, gang)

[Verse]
Stop it, niggas knowin’ that I dropped shit (I dropped shit)
Get popped quick, ’cause them niggas that you rock with (rock with)
Like Jay said, bitch I gotta keep a chopstick (grra)
Big stick, I bounce out with that mop stick (grra, pow pow pow)
These niggas talkin’, watch I pull with that fuckin’ Hemi (skrrt)
Tote automatics so I pass my lil bro the semi (on the gang)
I’ma rock this lil bitch ’til that tank empty (huh)
I’ma still blow that bitch ’til the clip empty (ayy, gang)
Bitch I’m a P (what), bitch I’m a G (huh)
Took that lil’ bitch now that bitch off the leash (ayy, ayy, ayy, gang)

[Chorus]
Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit (fuck a nigga shit)
Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique (clique nigga)
I say, see me, I don’t got no time for no bitch (time for no bitch)
I just get them for the bros, I’m just worried ’bout them chips, I’ma (huh)
I’ma shot call, lil nigga, I’ma stay wild (stay wild)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (dog pound)
Shot call, lil nigga, I’ma stay wild (huh)
Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound (grra, pow, pow, pow)

Verse 1
She wants to top me
Get me alone and give me the sloppy
Yea she Dominican she calls me poppy
I just killed it yea i caught a body

Hook

Alright, alright, alright
Pull up and pop off a foreign all white
Told your baby mama she ain’t my type

Verse 2

From the back, hit my jack, i’m ????
Your boyfriend he don’t ear i’m unpack yea
We be smoking yea just like the m???
You should bring your friend cause its a party
Bitch i’m a thug, i’m the plug, i got drugs yea
In vip with your bitch ain’t no love yea
TLC thats on me, you a scrub yea
He i know hit it, now you want to mean mug yea

Hook

Alright, alright, alright
Pull up and pop off a foreign all white
Told your baby mama she ain’t my type

Verse 3

I know the pussy juicy, thats word to Biggie
She sent the picture of it, i told her give me
I mixed the Bombay with the simply
I’m out in Huston lane, rest in peace Whitney

Hook

Alright, alright, alright
Told your baby mama she ain’t my type
Alright, alright, alright
You niggas hating, i’m just trying to live life

Verse 4

I’m on my way ??? you know i want a milly
She told me about you so know the sauce you feeling
Like i ain’t happy here chevy can we spend some time
I told her no, no, no, cause baby its a long line
She said i’m trying to be your number one and move up

Hook

Alright, alright, alright
Pull up and pop off a foreign all white
Alright, alright, alright
Told your baby mama she ain’t my type

[Intro]
I’m a fuckin’ rockstar, bitch

[Hook]
Every time you hear that “Yeah baby,” than you know that nigga Wap on
You can see my diamonds clear baby, cause you know I paid a lot for em’
Gotta crib in the hills, keep a couple bad bitches on my roster
Baby I’m the real deal, all these other niggas imposters
Every time you hear that “Yeah baby,” than you know that nigga Wap on
You can see my diamonds clear baby, cause you know I paid a lot for em’
Gotta crib in the hills, keep a couple bad bitches on my roster
Baby I’m the real deal, all these other niggas imposters

[Verse 1]
If you ain’t gettin’ money, I can not understand
And if really need the money, then we jumpin’ out vans, hittin’ you and your man
If you ain’t gettin’ money, I can not understand
And if really need the money, then we jumpin’ out vans, hittin’ you and your man

[Hook]
Every time you hear that “Yeah baby,” than you know that nigga Wap on
You can see my diamonds clear baby, cause you know I paid a lot for em’
Gotta crib in the hills, keep a couple bad bitches on my roster
Baby I’m the real deal, all these other niggas imposters
Every time you hear that “Yeah baby,” than you know that nigga Wap on
You can see my diamonds clear baby, cause you know I paid a lot for em’
Gotta crib in the hills, keep a couple bad bitches on my roster
Baby I’m the real deal, all these other niggas imposters

[Verse 2]
In the cut, round with the yelper
Ay, go to war for the gang, body dropper
He a hoe if he tell, he a copper
Used to geek off the pills, was a popper
Pull up in that thing, show stopper
Disrespect the gang, I’m gone pop ya
Way a nigga flowin’, so proper
Got a bitch, so bad the hoes watch her

[Hook]
Every time you hear that “Yeah baby,” than you know that nigga Wap on
You can see my diamonds clear baby, cause you know I paid a lot for em’
Gotta crib in the hills, keep a couple bad bitches on my roster
Baby I’m the real deal, all these other niggas imposters
Every time you hear that “Yeah baby,” than you know that nigga Wap on
You can see my diamonds clear baby, cause you know I paid a lot for em’
Gotta crib in the hills, keep a couple bad bitches on my roster
Baby I’m the real deal, all these other niggas imposters

[Outro]
2018 lil bitch
King Zoo motherfucker
Squad, bitch

[Verse 1]
Trying hard to contain this flame
Then I see you, and my whole world’s ablaze
Sparks fly, and I’ll never be the same
They turn to ash and fall in my face

[Pre-Chorus]
Breathing in, but the smoke fills my lungs
Breathing out, but the air isn’t enough

[Chorus]
Now it’s spreading like a wildfire
Til there’s nowhere left to go
It’s coursing throughout my skin
And burning all my bones
All I see is the light
And it’s warming to a glow
Til it’s spreading like a wildfire
And it’s only gonna grow

[Verse 2]
Wasting time just trying to find control
Wasting life searching for someone to hold
Stuck in my mind, ’cause I think your love’s gone cold
You see diamonds, but all I see is coal

[Pre-Chorus]
Looking up, and I see smoke in the sky
Looking down, but you look me in the eye

[Chorus]
Now it’s spreading like a wildfire
Til there’s nowhere left to go
It’s coursing throughout my skin
And burning all my bones
All I see is the light
And it’s warming to a glow
Til it’s spreading like a wildfire
And it’s only gonna grow

[Bridge]
And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop

And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop

[Chorus]
Til it’s spreading like a wildfire
Til there’s nowhere left to go
It’s coursing throughout my skin
And burning all my bones
All I see is the light
And it’s warming to a glow
Til it’s spreading like a wildfire
And it’s only gonna grow

[Outro]
And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop

And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop
And it’s never gonna stop