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[Verse 1: Fat Trel]
I’m rappin’ work just to keep the [?] away
After proper preparation then get sent away
In and out the game I made a smooth getaway
Who’d ever knew that I’d be rappin’ work a different way
You niggas can’t fit my pants, socks, or my shoes
Barely payin’ rent, how the fuck you pay some dudes
I got my cars and my jewelry, oh I love my grind
You niggas ain’t sold a brick until you wrote a rhyme
I see you rap niggas like hangin’ out with ratchets
What makes it worse you suckers like to run in packs
My lil’ nigga ridin’ round with 30 in his Glock
He only shoot to kill he don’t give no warnin’ shots
Every city, every hood its the same story
Niggas [?] for a moment of glory
Gettin’ money is my job and my past time
You suckas only rappin’
Boy I live this life of crime

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Boy respecting where I’m at
[?] but I don’t need a pass
Loyalty over the cash
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
For a whip movin’ fast
I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask

[Verse 2: Yowda]
Feelin’ like the realest which is fat nigga
Ask around how I’m 50 round at nigga
Poppin’ up a flat throw it back quicka’
Catch a op, I’ma put him on his back nigga
Stop, I [?] rap niggas
Should’a ran how I motherfuckin’ clock niggas
Anywhere I go, I got nigga
Couple racks, then we fuckin’ up the sacks nigga
I just got a nigga
It wasn’t robbery until I shot a nigga
Hunnid xans in the locker nigga
For a dolla’ I’ll break em’ up proper nigga
And my nigga Yowda got a lot of niggas
Maserati drop head, whole lot nigga
Nigga gettin’ big guap nigga
In the kitchen fuckin’ up the hole pot nigga

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Boy respecting where I’m at
[?] but I don’t need a pass
Loyalty over the cash
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
For a whip movin’ fast
I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask

[Intro]
Games
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
You know that I want it
Tell me how you want it
Gotta let me know sometime
Let me know what’s on your mind
You know that I want it
Tell me how you want it
Gotta let me know sometime
Baby, don’t waste my time
Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Oh, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it?

[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
Hit me when you choose up
Hit when you high or when you sober
Maybe we can both nut
And if we do this one time, it’s for both of us
Baby, do you hear? Don’t believe, I’m your friend, not an enemy
Chin to your knees, got you pimped off your pedigree
[?] SOP, every sin ain’t a felony
Spend how we shoppin’ how we spend once
I don’t wanna waste no time, when I bang your line
It can be a FaceTime or a text
Babe, let me know what’s on your mind, we can both save time
If you keep it 100, no chain gang bang
I been pullin’ on your hair, yeah
I know you feel it when your eyes rollin’ back, throw it back
I been drillin’ everywhere, yeah
And then you wonder where we go, go next, on set, on the set

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Baby, don’t waste my time

[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
You say this pussy for me
I gotta see if it’s true
Oh, dive in it
See if anybody else got in it, I’m in it
Ooh, leave this position to me
We switch positions for you
Baby, let me show you what I’m blessed with
Beat it up until you get the message
Cleanin’ up the messes
I like when you scream out who the bestest
I ain’t tryna press it
I just make investments
Started off at home, happy I dressed it
Still a YG but baby, listen, I’m a veteran
Waste no time when I bang your line
It can be a FaceTime or a text
Just let me know what’s on your mind ’cause you been on mine
All day, I have you dreamin’ ’bout sex
Safe sex, latex, ayy

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Baby, don’t waste my time
Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Oh, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it? (Whose is it? Whose is it?)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA]
Is it mine in the morning?
Is it mine when I want it?
Is it mine when you need me?
Is it mine when you greedy?
Look, is it mine in the morning?
Is it mine when I want it?
Is it mine when you need me?
Is it mine when you greedy? (Is it mine ’cause I need it)

[Verse 1: MØ]
I am walking down that road
Where did all the flowers go?
They say we’re supposed to grow
Learning from the highs and low
All eyes lying on me, oh
Begging me to play the role
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right, I’m gonna get it right

[Chorus: MØ]
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right

[Verse 2: MØ]
All my dreams are running wild
I’m gonna chase them down
They said, "You can’t lose your mind, hurry up, you’re out of time"
I said, "I will rise and shine, even in the coldest night"
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right

[Chorus: MØ]
You can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right

[Outro: MØ]
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right

[Intro: Young Thug]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
A-Trak, woo!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Thugger, woo!
Baby, woo, woo, uh

[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah)
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
Bet, bet, nigga leakin’ on his sheets (pow, pow)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
That’s the shit I get when I get (when I get that)
Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip)
Tell me where’s the logic in [?]
Bustin’ a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa
[?]
Livin’ like a dork, fuck a geek
You don’t gotta work no more (work no more)
You can go get everything you see (everything about that)
I was just was chillin’ with your bitch
And I went on and cut the chase and told her, "Suck a nigga’s dick or somethin’" (SANDOS)
I was 17 and I was gettin’ it like a fuckin’ ball player
Then I took care all my kids for somethin’ (big [?] shit)
Big player, I’ma pop into the end zone (yeah)
Good lookin’, she gon’ chew it like some bubblegum
I’ma spend a lot of money ’cause it’s more to come (money)
I was havin’ zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah)
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back)
Tell me when I cash out (hah)
Tell me why you ran from my mama
Yeah yeah, you know I ain’t scared of that (you know I ain’t scared of that)
These bitches know a nigga ballin’ (ballin’)
And you know we playin’ with these bands (playin’ with them bands)
Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin’ (ah, ah, ah)
My lil’ nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan)
Big dawg shit off the rip
Big bag make a nigga limp (blat)
Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat)
You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud)
Little red robbin’ nigga, do it (do it)
Little red ridin’ in the hood nigga (hood)
Pablo got me chokin’ on that good (good)
And you can’t do it better than he could (could)
Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped
Trap boomin’ like I’m ISIS nigga, big bomb
Whole lotta shit, that’s what your bitch need, no
Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah)
Whole lotta money got these bitches changin’ minds
Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear)
Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Bitch, don’t you trip, don’t you make a fuckin’ sound

[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him

[Verse 2: 24hrs]
24hrs
Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt)
Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn)
She said, "Twenty, boy, you don’t care" (You don’t care)
Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling)
TYO my mothafuckin’ blood brother (blood brother)
Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up)
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Pullin’ up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it
Money stacked tall, it’s not little (sheesh)
She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little… beast"
I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn)
I’ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling)
Sippin’ on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler)
Only measure money with a ruler (ruler)
"Twenty, you been on my mind
A-Trak, you been on my mind
Thugger, you been on my mind"
Hello, pussy really call my line
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
Hello, you should really call my mind

[Chorus: 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (you live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Catch a murder case, then I skip states

[Outro: 24hrs]
You been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line

[Hook]
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass

Why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Thought you were my boy
Girl, why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Girl, why did you lie?

You gave me your word
You said you wouldn’t change
Now we facing murder
Now you tellin’ my name
I’m in so much pain
You stay by my Mama
I ate at yo house
We shared our lil ratchets
I slept on yo couch
Now you sellin’ out
I’m hurt up inside
I’m hurt cuz you lied
I’m so hurt
I’m tired
You jive
Can’t even look up in my eyes
Girl
I thought it was love
You told me you loved me
It must’ve been drugs
Cuz you did me so ugly
You treat me like nuthin
Pokey on tha stand like a bitch now
Pointin’ out tha whole fuckin’ click huh
Told Trudy White bout tha click huh
Even Lo turned sour
He done switched now
Some niggas ain’t sendin’ niggas shit huh
All tha girls left when I went down
Scared my first love
She done flipped now
I called on tha phone like

[HOOK]
Why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Thought you were my boy
Girl, why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Girl, why did you lie?

Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass

[VERSE 2]
I got on my knees
I went, talked to GOD
I asked for forgiveness
For all of my boys
And all of these broads
Who went wit’ they move
Who said they was goons
First 48
When they up in tha room
They crack in the room
We used to be homies
I’m talkin bout ?
Got his hands in my Fun Yuns
We used to be cousins
Now we are nothing
Tell me what’s wrong
I feel like I’m preaching
Question
Why do they bite tha hand that feed em
How good you treat em
He said, she said
It was all lies
My heart got hurt to a loud cry
You a lie if you say I ain’t bout mine
I’m tha only one rolled when my dawg died
She said she was gon’ wait for a long time
She said she was gon’ keep tha pussy all mine
Lil’ freaky muthafucka
When I see you muthafucka
Ima tell ya
Girl!

[HOOK]
Why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Thought you were my boy
Girl, why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Girl, why did you lie?

Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass