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[Intro: Quavo] Yeah, girl you look so good
And your body say you feelin’ me
And I came from the hood
So you know I brought some friends with me
[Verse 1: LIVVIA] Boy you and I get the poise and I
And I feel like I can taste ya
It’s like a mount of tiny paper cuts
Boy you chop like ?
Like what it feels like (take it)
Hey baby let the bullets fly
Ooh, boy you get the poise and I
Ooh, Gimme type of really strong
And I, I….

[Pre-Chorus: LIVVIA] The way you look is murder on my eyes
It must come like damn I think of that
You look so good it’s, you look so good it’s (yeah!)
Killing me, Killing me
[Chorus] Hold a body, catch a body
Hold a body, catch a body down
Hold a body, catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me

[Quavo] Don’t mind catch a body
[LIVVIA] Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
Mmm, Hold a body catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
[Verse 2: LIVVIA] When you whippin in the D’s like
Got me checkin like I’m Jaden
Ima check it till you’re danger
Take me so I’ll estrange it
Like what it feels like
Come and feel it you don’t need an alibi
Ooh, I think it’s wrapped around my neck
Watch me doin’ and keep doin’ it, nah nah

[Pre-Chorus: LIVVIA] The way you look is murder on my eyes
It must come like damn I think of that
You look so good it’s, you look so good it’s
Killing me, Killing me
[Chorus] Hold a body, catch a body
Hold a body, catch a body down
Hold a body, catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
[Quavo] Don’t mind catch a body
[LIVVIA] Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
Mmm, Hold a body catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
[Quavo & LIVVIA] Yeah, girl you look so good
And your body say you feelin’ me
And I came from the hood
So you know I brought some friends with me (yeah! yeah!)
Hey, drop top on the droptop (hey!)
Yeah, (hey!) fucks five on em
Hey, don’t stop on em (no!)
Catch a body catch a body we gon fly on ’em (fly!)
It’s a vibe, yeah
Come on take em on a ride, yeah (ride!)
On a plane up in the skies, yeah
I told her catch me outside, yeah
You would think I call a body in a bando
And she makin’ too much noise and the nights go, yeah
Hit it with my eyes it’s an eyes low
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me!
[Quavo & LIVVIA] Don’t mind catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
Catch a body, catch a body
Mmm, Hold a body catch a body
Catch a body, catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me

Lil Pump, aye, aye, aye, yuh, aye
Lil Pump, yuh, ESKETITTT

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

Look at my neck, shyne
Gucci googles on so I got four eyes (yuh)
Smoking on gelato yeah I got it from Dubai
Bend it ol’ bih lil yacht like bow tie
Fuck four hoes in a day I can’t lie
Smashed her and sister at the same time
Told her "bust it open gotta do it on FaceTime"
Fucked her nine to five I eat booty in daytime (ouu)

Look at my wrist I’m like ouu, damn
She saw my dick on the Instagram
Close so you know who I am (yuh)
Left wrist cost a hundred bands (ouu)
Pop a bean now brand open
Right wrist so wet look like the ocean
White girl gave me top told her had to fuck it
Lil Pump slay the rap game like a poet

ESKEEEEE (wow)

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

Drop top coupe when I ride around
Playin’ Lil Pump and your ass catch a hundred rounds
Can’t pull up to the weed shop you ain’t got it poppin’
Take a look I bust down like wow, ow
Come in the city I bake out now
And my neck worth like two hundred thou’
And they just mad cause’ I made my own sound
Jump off the roof and my fans go wow (ESKEEE)

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

[Intro]
Yeah
I been thinking
Yeah
Ooh, na na na na na na
Yeah

[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

[Verse 1]
I’ll make it through any storm
No matter the weather, I do better when it’s cold out
Pretty views with a lot of ugly people
The arena’s the only time I ever sold out
California to clear my head
Ignoring all my texts
Y’all don’t get it anyway, anyway
Zoned out, I should put my phone down
I live on the road now
Everything’s not glorious, glorious

[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

[Verse 2]
Laid up with this celebrity chick
Laughing at the ones that said that I would never be rich
My memories lit
But I forgive you
Rich is not on the surface, nah it’s in you
I been through boundaries, that’s how I found me
Naturally I lost every bad friend around me
I kept the real ones, but even they can’t never relate

And Bugus ’bout to blow soon, we gon’ laugh at this day I hope
And every word that I spoke, yeah I mean it
And every verse that I wove, I’m the seamstress
You know it’s different when your mom feels distant
You understood everything, but not this s–t
It’s not your fault, it’s just something you gon’ learn too
It’s your turn for me to be the one you turn to
Role reversal, no rehearsal for this
No complaints, it’s just some personal s–t

[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

[Outro]
I feel all alone
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Roomie, feelin’ so free
Scream it from the top of your lungs, lungs
They acceptin’, it’s blessin’
It feels so right can never be wrong, wrong, oh
[?] and now you found your freedom
Don’t break your spirit now you got that feeling
Stand up to the whole world
Feeling like you finally found home

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t be quiet, no
Can’t deny, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh

[Verse 2]
Stand out in the whole crowd
Shinin’ now you found your true glow, glow, oh
No doubt, do your mama proud
Now you’re finally taking control, -trol, oh
Not afaid to celebrate who we are
And what it takes, they’ll never break you down, na, na
No doubt, baby, stand proud
Now you’re finally taking control, oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t be quiet, no
Can’t deny, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh

[Bridge]
Boy, you’re beautiful, you’re looking so good, so good
Kisses to your haters like you love them so good
In your own [?], baby, focus, all good, yeah
[?] beautiful, you’re looking so good, so good
Kisses to your haters like you love them so good
In your own [?], it’s time to get ’em
Peddle to the floor, it’s time to get ’em
They never take your shine so don’t you let ’em
No, no, no, no, no, no

[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh

[Intro]
Let’s go, we’re going to the World Series
We got World Series grills baby
World Series grills, World Series grills, World Series grills, World Series grills

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills (grills)
World Series grills (grills), World Series grills (yeah)
World Series grills (yeah), World Series grills
World Series grills (let’s go), World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
Fifty-five years is a long ride
We at Minute Maid park baby goin’ live
Cup double like Correa, time to pour the Sprite
Grind hard, money long like Game 5
Dallas Keuchel on the hill, World Series grills
Wayne comin’ round the corner like Altuve on the steal
Morton got to seal the deal, Bregman how you feel?
It’s the Houston strong, Astros always trill
Springer dinger out the park, MVP
Verlander strike ’em out, one two three
Lance McCullers curve, haters can’t see me
Slab squatin’ like McCann, it’s the Astros baby

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills (grills)
World Series grills (grills), World Series grills (yeah)
World Series grills (yeah), World Series grills
World Series grills (let’s go), World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)

[Verse 2: Lil Keke]
The strobes hit the field, I swear we shining
George Springer just caught fire, it’s perfect timing
If you’re Houston Texas born it was a dream
Now it’s World Series grills for the team
From Hurricane Harvey to a party
Altuve on the play, go kill ’em shawty
Blow the roof off Minute Maid, make some noise
And we keeping everybody, pay them boys
Hitting homers, stealing bases, going live
Yeah, been tryna get it since the Colt-45
Them throws here to stay, keep grinding
At the parade coming down with a mouth full of diamonds

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)

[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
H-Town throw it up like I been drinking Henny
Go ‘Stros, got my whole city dranking with me
We celebrating, we gon’ drank until we break a kidney
I love my city, when I die I want to take it with me
[?] when I’m feeling like a real boss
DC Minute, look I could never take my grill off
We goin’ hard on them boys, them boys real soft
Time to turn all the way deaf, it’s time to turn your chill off
Bet I’ma knock it out the park like Altuve
Cut your camera phone on, we making a movie
We poppin’ bottles, throwing money like some strippers with us
All you gotta be is not hater, you can kick it with us

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)