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[Refrain: Tinashe & (Offset)]
I can’t cop the coupe, don’t do shit for two (skrr, skrr)
All black truck, hangin’ out the roof (brr, brr)
Mobbin’ through the hills pulled up with my crew (who)
I can’t cop the coupe, don’t do shit for two (nah)

[Verse 1: Tinashe & (Offset)]
Said I’m fallin’ off, but they won’t JFK me
Tried to be myself, but they won’t AKA me (me)
AKA a popstar AKA a problem (bow, bow)
AKA don’t hold me back, I swear I got ’em (hey)
We pulled up in Gucci, dripped down in Gabbana (drip, drip)
Bad as I wanna, only chasin’ commas (woo, woo)
I need me a side thing, hold the drama (side)
I need me a soldier he gon’ hold the line up (bow, bow)

[Chorus: Tinashe & (Offset)]
Don’t want no drama-ma-a
We pulled up in that ooh la la (sk-skrr)
And backed out in that oh my god (woo, woo, woo)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (no, hey)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a
We pulled up in that ooh la la
And backed out in that oh my god (hey)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (don’t want no drama-ma)

[Refrain: Tinashe & (Offset)]
I can’t cop the coupe, don’t do shit for two (skrr, skrr)
All black truck, hangin’ out the roof (yeah, yeah)
Mobbin’ through the hills pulled up with my crew (crew)
I can’t cop the coupe don’t do shit for two (nah)

[Verse 2: Tinashe & (Offset)]
I got way too many people all my niggas equal (hey)
If my life was like a movie I’d need 50 sequels (movie)
I need 60 bad bitches actin’ like they single (smash)
Yellin’ you can’t sit with us, throwin’ up middle fingers

[Chorus: Tinashe & (Offset)]
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (I don’t want no drama)
We pulled up in that ooh la la (ooh la la)
And backed out in that oh my god (oh my God)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (I don’t want no drama, no)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (I don’t want no drama, no)
We pulled up in that ooh la la
And backed out in that oh my God
Don’t want no drama-ma-a

[Verse 3: Offset]
Offset!
Double R Phantoms (phantom)
She like the way I’m drippin’ organic (true, true)
Yacht on my wrist, the Titanic (yeah, raahh)
Come ride on this shit like a banshee (raahh)
Get high on the perky and xanny (high)
From Dubai on a jet to Miami (Dubai)
When the chopper start kickin’ is damage (brr, brr)
Got Patek on her wrist, in her panties (Patek, hey)
Yeah, ain’t no drama (yeah)
In the back of Maybach on comfort (Maybach)
Yeah, iced out summers (woo)
Invite your main bitch to a slumber (smash)
My money long, out there yonder (long)
Fat ass with a flat stomach (flat)
Baguette glass cost the whole hundred
The coupe fast, goin’ two hundred (skrr)

[Chorus: Tinashe & (Offset)]
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (I don’t want no drama)
We pulled up in that ooh la la (ooh la la)
And backed out in that oh my god (oh my God)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (I don’t want no drama, no)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a (I don’t want no drama, no)
We pulled up in that ooh la la
And backed out in that oh my god (oh my God, oh my God)
Don’t want no drama-ma-a

[Outro: Tinashe]
Don’t want no
Don’t want no drama-ma-a
Yeah, no, no, no
Don’t need no, don’t want no, don’t want no

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See? Is Semi not on me?
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked (whoo)
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops (swear)
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn (Flippa)

[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
Why would I care?
Me and money I think’s the perfect pair (Swear)
I gotta go hard, my niggas, I share(Swear)
I am so icy, call me Flip LaFlare
I’m havin’, I pop an Addy, then add it
I win the race even when I’m in traffic
But I’m strapping
You know that I am well past ya
I’m Madden, you can call me Flip McDabbin’ (Dab)
Damn, damn, damn, damn
Throw the work like I’m Pam
Jacket made out of lamb, bought my bro a trans-am
This is really who I am, damn
Water, water, water, water, water been, Flip a baller (water)
Skippa Flippa been a baller, she ready every time I call her
Couple bags what I bought her! (Flippa)

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See? Is Semi not on me?
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked (whoo)
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn

[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
Sauce got it, never gave a damn
Bitch I need the jelly, you can keep the jam
Horse mouth, bitch, like Pam
Blowin’ up my inbox like spam
Little bitty bitch you a boca boo
How could I go hit the club with you?:
How could I go make a dub with you?
You fuckin’ for free and you prostitute
Is you a boss bitch or lost bitch?
Hi, my name is Albert, I drip sauce, bitch
I could get you a house, bitch
Ain’t you sleepin’ on a couch, bitch?
I got diamonds in my mouth, bitch
$20,000 on the outfit
Shootin’ movies like Brad Pitt
Talkin’ cash shit, yeah, spazz, bitch

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See? Is Semi not on me?
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked (whoo)
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn (Flippa)

[Verse 3: Skippa Da Flippa]
Roll up the cookie, I came a long way from being a rookie
Before I got kicked out I always played hooky
I am Lil Flippa, I’m close to the edge but don’t push me D.A.M.N., my best friend name is Benjamin
Another night, another show, another 10(10)
I rock the stage, they tell me come again
Hold up, I drop an eight in a liter
I thank God that I’m the Siamese Lisa
Having ENT and I am the leader
Run out of cash and I swipe on the VISA
Oh please sir, I smoke zip on a cheetah
Double park the ‘Rari, don’t pay the meter
[?] so he flex the Lamb
Tell him do tricks while I ghostride the Bimmer
Kill Bill, pop a seal, can you really keep it real?
If you hatin’ now, you been hatin’
It means you’re fake, and this is really how I feel
Vacay I took in the cabins
Never ask John Madden, ask McFadden
I’m havin’ karats, and I’m not ashin’
Choppas do damage and I’m still dabbin! (Flippa)

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn (water)
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters
Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See? Is Semi not on me?
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely
I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked (Whoo)
Meet my bitch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops(Swear)
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn (Flippa)

[Intro]
I walk and talk like a check my nigga, like
Don’t slip on the drip
Error, error, she might fuck around and crash, hahaha

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Verse 1]
Ayy my bitch look like a Kardash’
She trippin’, all in the car mad (why?)
Keep bringin’ up hoes from the past
I told her shut up and bought her a bag (lil bitch)
Then I proceed to get to the cheese
My pockets on full but my tank on E
I walk around with all this goddamn money
I don’t need no teller, got the bank on me (hey)
They like how I’m dressin’ (I’m dressin’, I’m stylin’)
Racks bleu cheese (racks blue, ooh)
Water, water on me (swim and splash)
These blue seas (ocean)
Yellow my diamonds, they butter (ugh)
I’m in the coupe with the cutter
Nut on her face, I’ma slut her (ugh)
Then celebrate to her brother (hah)
I got my name out the concrete (concrete)
You in the back like the carseat (pussy)
Paint you a picture, artist
Might show my bitch on my IG (hey)
She topped me out of a knapsack (hey)
These bitches poison, anthrax (hey)
I want that cap like a snapback (ugh)
Let me record it on Snapchat (snap)

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Verse 2]
I might just make her my missus (wifey)
Get her some ass and some titties (surgery)
Then I’ma Rollie her wrists (bust down)
I’ll have her shit on these bitches (ugh)
She want the dick from the front (front)
She gon’ make your boy give her the junk
He can’t make a hit like a blunt (so what?)
So he tryin’ publicity stunt
I know that you notice me (notice me)
These bitches all over me like I was Jodeci (singer)
Got the stick in the coat with me (coat with me)
It ain’t no foldin’ me, it ain’t no ho in me
I’ma break the social sites, ridin’ in a creature, parasite
Look how my teeth flare at night
Ruger, NuNu, scary sight (bop bop)

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Intro]
I walk and talk like a check my nigga, like
Don’t slip on the drip
Error, error, she might fuck around and crash, hahaha

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Verse 1]
Ayy my bitch look like a Kardash’
She trippin’, all in the car mad (why?)
Keep bringin’ up hoes from the past
I told her shut up and bought her a bag (lil bitch)
Then I proceed to get to the cheese
My pockets on full but my tank on E
I walk around with all this goddamn money
I don’t need no teller, got the bank on me (hey)
They like how I’m dressin’ (I’m dressin’, I’m stylin’)
Racks bleu cheese (racks blue, ooh)
Water, water on me (swim and splash)
These blue seas (ocean)
Yellow my diamonds, they butter (ugh)
I’m in the coupe with the cutter
Nut on her face, I’ma slut her (ugh)
Then celebrate to her brother (hah)
I got my name out the concrete (concrete)
You in the back like the carseat (pussy)
Paint you a picture, artist
Might show my bitch on my IG (hey)
She topped me out of a knapsack (hey)
These bitches poison, anthrax (hey)
I want that cap like a snapback (ugh)
Let me record it on Snapchat (snap)

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Verse 2]
I might just make her my missus (wifey)
Get her some ass and some titties (surgery)
Then I’ma Rollie her wrists (bust down)
I’ll have her shit on these bitches (ugh)
She want the dick from the front (front)
She gon’ make your boy give her the junk
He can’t make a hit like a blunt (so what?)
So he tryin’ publicity stunt
I know that you notice me (notice me)
These bitches all over me like I was Jodeci (singer)
Got the stick in the coat with me (coat with me)
It ain’t no foldin’ me, it ain’t no ho in me
I’ma break the social sites, ridin’ in a creature, parasite
Look how my teeth flare at night
Ruger, NuNu, scary sight (bop bop)

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Intro]
Run that back Turbo
Playmakers

[Chorus: Gunna]
Audemar wrist, count it then spend it
Matted the coupe, and my windows tinted
Chop off the top, headed to Lenox
I got some cash, I wanna spend it
New paper tag, didn’t wanna rent it
Too many fags, too many bitches
Roll with my slime, yeah that my lizard
Ready to slide, you will get slithered
Hey, we ain’t got ties, you ain’t gon’ ride
You ain’t my slime, you ain’t my slime
Young Gunna Gunna, I’m in my prime
Hey, so I still can’t tellin’ you lies
When it comes to business I’m handling mine
Yeah, I’ma kingface Patek my time

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Hey, pinstripe Gucci my pants
She can suck dick with no hands
I done spent some racks on my fam
Spaceship on land, Fear of God Vans
Another painted red, drank to the head
Got two styrofoams, yeah, I’m sippin’ these meds
Two tone Prezi Rolex, yeah this drip you can’t catch
Simon says do what I said, Cuban link chokin’ my neck
YSL Uber these jets, put ’em in some VVS

[Chorus: Gunna]
Audemar wrist, count it then spend it
Matted the coupe, and my windows tinted
Chop off the top, headed to Lenox
I got some cash, I wanna spend it
New paper tag, didn’t wanna rent it
Too many fags, too many bitches
Roll with my slime, yeah that my lizard
Ready to slide, you will get slithered
Hey, we ain’t got ties, you ain’t gon’ ride
You ain’t my slime, you ain’t my slime
Young Gunna Gunna, I’m in my prime
Hey, so I still can’t tellin’ you lies
When it comes to business I’m handling mine
Yeah, I’ma kingface Patek my time

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Lil Baby]
Pateks on Pateks on Pateks on Pateks (oh-okay)
Run up a check and I’m fuckin’ the baddest
Jump out the coupe and I’m living so lavish
R.I.P. Hugh Hefner, he like my daddy
I got some VVS’s on my neck and my ears they real, dog
I done stayed down and I ran up the money, I got me an M now
S-L-I-M-E a slime, I say that shit every time
I got some rickety rackades
Running through bitches like Backpage
I’m going number one this year
Ride on this bitch, I’m in sixth gear
I’m on a jet, ain’t got no fear
Do all my dirt when it’s raining
Wash away all the evidence
I got some chains and they tennis
Ride a Wraith like it’s rented
I rock Givenchy, the vintage
Trap up the bando relentless
I triple-double the record
Put the draco in my trench, yeah
I rob your ho for the lint, yeah
I triple-double the year, yeah
I put her coupe on my bill, yeah
I pay some shit, a whole mil
I did this shit with no deal
Dropped out of school, bought a building
I killed the coupe, dropped the ceiling
Cop a Bugatti out of there
I got on white, I can’t kneel
Pour out the pint, watch it spill, yeah
My lawyer bribe still, yeah

[Chorus: Gunna]
Audemar wrist, count it then spend it
Matted the coupe, and my windows tinted
Chop off the top, headed to Lenox
I got some cash, I wanna spend it
New paper tag, didn’t wanna rent it
Too many fags, too many bitches
Roll with my slime, yeah that my lizard
Ready to slide, you will get slithered
Hey, we ain’t got ties, you ain’t gon’ ride
You ain’t my slime, you ain’t my slime
Young Gunna Gunna, I’m in my prime
Hey, so I still can’t tellin’ you lies
When it comes to business I’m handling mine
Yeah, I’ma kingface Patek my time