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[Intro]
You know who the fuck it is
2018
Two thousand and make cream
At Your Request

[Verse: Lloyd Banks & Ghostface Killah]
Masked up on my last case
Figured no face, no karma
Throwin’ salt at me
Prefer my shade by Dolce Gabbana
Rideable, bet the [?] and kinda rotation out of Stamford
Nothin’ fall for anything
Prada replace the dollar
Havin’ 70s gettin’ bent out of shape and I’m a tip-top
Want this shit? Gotta fight to get on like Love & Hip Hop
Mary Jane’ll tie me up, fell in love with the Ziploc
I done seen your true colors for green niggas to flip-flop
Hope you take your best shot followed by something tragic
Have to show you Cs and I’ll spit in your face like a battle rapper
Shit, I only hit the weed slow, came up a rabbit clapper
Prayed on the God, glow and he gave it to me, tabernacle
Never really like [?], hate you, know to my next feed
Baguette sleeve
A loyal my begger’s my pet peeve
Time for me to jet, heavy time on the jet skis
The dopest supplier, you trippin’ to let the connect leave
Audacity dissin’ veterans puttin’ up tanking and numbers
Ain’t no deuce deuce in yo’ boot, them fuckin’ ankle huggers
When we hug these mics we get busy
I’m thinkin’ "Who is he?"
A stupid motherfucker [?] smooth and dumping free work all over to feed the customers
Settin’ the soundtrack for the realer kind of greatest hustlers
Haters to fuel up the fire, doubters to act astounded
Smoke for the watches, gorilla glue with the wax around it
Dollars to rev up the ops and ammo to back them down with
Double bottoms for ass kickin’, the black and brown shits
Certifications debatable, take a fall stay quiet
Your fan base ain’t gone save you, you hit the floor stage divin’
Fire trail from me flying
You takin’ off? Brave pilot
You makin’ moves? Stay silent
You crossed the crew’s gray island
Don’t box me into your categories I’m alien
Them records, I hear nothin’ but fear in ’em
Break a chair on ’em
I see a nigga dye one more color I disappear again
Y’all breedin’ bitches
My blade give a cesarean
I give it everything I had, another high speed choice
Thinkin’ "what more do you want from me?" in Tyrese voice
All we do is make a it stack the homicide green boys
Unnecessary altercations keep the concrete moist
I hate makin’ shit, disciplinary though
Limited edition lab coat, Louie Supreme collabo’

[Outro]
For every blow, depends on breath control
So it’s the first thing you must learn
Fortunately it’s easy
You’ll soon learn

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, got the trap jumpin’
Ooh, ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Pump & (Juicy J)]
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Made one phone call, got the trap jumpin’
Made two phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made three phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made four phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Goddamn, ooh, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh, ayy, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh (yeah), trap goin’ stupid (yeah)
Trap goin’ stupid (yeah), trap goin’ stupid
(Let’s get it)

[Verse: Juicy J]
Yeah, I count my own money
Yeah, I ain’t ever been no dummy (no dummy)
Movin’ them Ps, let me be
That shit sweet like honey (shit sweet)
Yeah, trap goin’ stupid, don’t be foolish
Don’t try to stay at home, I do this (don’t do it)
Whole bread, I got new shit (new shit)
My wrist cost me two whips (cash)
I ain’t ever been no fool (no fool)
Always fed my crew (my niggas)
I’m from the jungle, them wolves don’t eat
Then they might turn on you (we eat)
Nigga, I paid my dues (dues)
Nigga can’t clock my moves (uh-uh)
It look like a Bar Mitzvah on my neck
I’m rockin’ so many jewels
Made one phone call, now I gotta load in
Twenty-four hours, trap still open
How you gettin’ money all day if you’re closin’?
Kick all the good girls out, let the hoes in
Damn, ooh, this what I do
I can teach you some shit you can’t learn in school
Drop it in the pot, let it steam, let it brew
Same old Juice, it ain’t nuttin’ new
I just

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Made one phone call, got the trap jumpin’
Made two phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made three phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made four phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Goddamn, ooh, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh, ayy, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid

When I’m with you
I shake inside
My heart’s all tangled up
My tongue is tied it’s crazy

Can’t walk, can’t talk, can’t eat, can’t sleep
Oh, I’m in love, oh I’m in deep ’cause baby

With a kiss you can strip me defenseless
With a touch I completely lose control
‘Til all that’s left of my strength is a memory, whoa

I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when you’re next to me
Weak from this love
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak

Convincing eyes, persuasive lips
The helpless heart just can’t resist their power

You know you’ve got a hold over me
You know you’ve got me where I want to be ’cause lover

Like a wave you keep pulling me under
How I’ll ever get out of this I don’t know
I just know there’s just no way to fight it, whao

I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when you’re next to me
Weak from this love
I’m in deep when I look in your eyes
I get weak I get weak I get weak

Just a kiss you can strip me defenseless
Just a touch I completely lose control
‘Til all that’s left of my strength is a memory, whoa

I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when you’re next to me
Weak from this love
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak I get weak I get weak

Got a boy back home in Michigan
And it tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again
There’s a guy that lives in a garden state
And he told me that we make it ’til we graduate
So I told him the music would be worth the wait
But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That we’re meant to be
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best of me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love

Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really be the one this time
But I never got the chance to make her mine
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
London girl with an attitude
We never told no one but we look so cute
Both got way better things to do
But I always think about it when I’m riding through

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That I’m in too deep
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best in me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)

I know that you’re afraid
I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Each time the feeling fades
I know that you’re afraid
I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades

You know I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, oh

[Chorus: Halsey]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I
(Him and I)

[Verse 1: G-Eazy & (Halsey)]
My ’65 speeding up the PCH, a hell of a ride
They don’t want to see us make it, they just want to divide
2017 Bonnie & Clyde
Wouldn’t see the point of living on if one of us died, yeah
Got that kind of style everybody try to rip off
YSL dress under when she takes the mink off
Silk on her body, pull it down and watch it slip off
Ever catch me cheating, she would try to cut my (ha-ha-ha)
Crazy, but I love her, I could never run from her
Hit it, no rubber, never would let no one touch her
Swear we drive each other, mad, she be so stubborn
But, what the fuck is love with no pain, no suffer
Intense, this shit, it gets dense
She knows when I’m out of it like she could just sense
If I had a million dollars, or was down to ten cents
She’d be down for whatever, never gotta convince, no

[Chorus: Halsey & (G-Eazy)]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie (I love you baby)
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I

[Post-Chorus: Halsey]
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I

[Verse 2: G-Eazy & (Halsey)]
We turn up, mobbin’ ’til the end of time
Only one who gets me, I’m a crazy fuckin’ Gemini
Remember this for when I die
Everybody dressed in all black, suits and a tie
My funeral will be lit if I-
Ever go down or get caught, if they identify
My bitch was the most solid, nothing to solidify
She would never cheat, you’d never see her with a different guy
Ever tell you different, then it’s a lie
See, that’s my down bitch, see that’s my soldier
She keeps that thang-thang, if anyone goes there
Calm and collected, she keeps her composure
And she gon’ ride for me until this thing over
We do drugs together (together)
Fuck up clubs together (together)
And we’d both go crazy (crazy)
If we was to sever
You know?
We keep mobbin’, it’s just me and my bitch
Fuck the world, we just gon’ keep getting rich
You know?

[Chorus: Halsey]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I

[Post-Chorus: Halsey]
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I

[Bridge: Halsey & G-Eazy]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To you, I’ve never lied
For you, I’d take a life
It’s him and I, and I swear (ayy)
‘Til the end I’m-ma ride wit’ you
Mob and get money, get high wit’ you, yeah (ayy)
Cross my heart, hope to die
This is our ride or die
You can confide in me
There is no hiding, I swear
Stay solid, never lie to you
Swear, most likely I’m-ma die wit’ you, yeah

[Chorus: Halsey]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I

[Post-Chorus: Halsey]
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I