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[Verse 1]
We were on fire
I slashed your tires
It’s like we burned so bright, we burned out
I made you chase me
I wasn’t that friendly
My love, my drug, we’re fucked up, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ve been on the run so long, they can’t find me
You waken up to remember I’m pretty
And when the chemicals leave my body
Yeah, they’re gonna find me in a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Some days I can barely breathe
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up

[Verse 2]
You punched a hole in the wall and I framed it
I wish I could feel things like you
Everyone’s chasing that holy feeling
And if we don’t stay lit we’ll blow out
Blow out

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause we’ve been on the run so long they can’t find us
Who’s gonna have to die to remind us
That it feels like we chose this blindly
Now I’m gonna fuck up a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, last night
I might’ve messed it up again
Some days I can barely breathe
But after we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love (my love), my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my drug), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
(My drug) My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up

[Bridge]
(Hands up)
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Somedays I can barely breath
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

It’s Thursday night, sun’s going down
It’s what you feel when you light up this town
The skies will open, stars will shine bright
We won’t forget what happens tonight

[Pre-Chorus:]
I’ll go left, you’ll go right, we will meet in the end
I’m electric tonight ’cause I feel it again
We won’t stop ’til we’re there and my feet hit the ground
We’re cheering tonight and we’re loving the sound

[Chorus:]
We could light the night up, woah, woah
We could light the night up, woah-oh-oh
We could light the night up, woah, woah
We could light the night up, woah-oh-oh

[Drop:]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

[Pre-Chorus:]
I’ll go left, you’ll go right, we will meet in the end
I’m electric tonight ’cause I feel it again
We won’t stop ’til we’re there and my feet hit the ground
We’re cheering tonight and we’re loving the sound

[Bridge:]
[?] the end
I feel it again
It’s in the air, it’s in the air
It’s in the air, it’s in the air
We’re cheering tonight, my feet hit the ground
[?] loving the sound
Loving the sound
Loving the sound (sound, sound)

[Drop]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

[Pre-Chorus:]
I’ll go left, you’ll go right, we will meet in the end
I’m electric tonight ’cause I feel it again
We won’t stop ’til we’re there and my feet hit the ground
We’re cheering tonight and we’re loving the sound

[Chorus:]
We could light the night up, woah, woah
We could light the night up, woah-oh-oh
We could light the night up, woah, woah
We could light the night up, woah-oh-oh
We could light the night up, woah, woah
We could light the night up, woah-oh-oh
We could light the night up, woah, woah
We could light the night up, woah-oh-oh

Cardi B claps back at Azealia Banks calling her a hater.

Despite every female rapper congratulating the Queen emcee, yesterday Banks offload a Twitter tirade on Cardi B calling her the “poor man’s Nicki Minaj.” The Harlem rapper also accused black men of selling out for supporting Bardi and even singled out Charlamagne Tha God for helping the song “Bodak Yellow” reach number one on Billboard. Despite the hate there is only one of the two dancing all the way to the bank.

Last night Cari B posted an old photo of Azealia Banks dancing and rapping to “Bodak Yellow” while hinting that its haters like her who help get the song to number one. “One of the reasons Bodak Yellow went #1 cuz even the HATERS LOVE IT,” she tweeted. Before that she wrote on her timeline, “This is the happiest day of my life and no 1 will take this joy from me .I wish you sour patches a good day !Thats how happy I am.”

One of the reasons Bodak Yellow went #1 cuz even the HATERS LOVE IT !! pic.twitter.com/CCHUhHvN8z

— iamcardib (@iamcardib) September 27, 2017

Several female rappers have congratulated Cardi B on her historic number one. Lil’ Kim, Missy Elliott, Rapsody, Nicki Minaj, Dej Loaf, and Remy Ma were among the list of female rappers to congratulate her. She became the first female emcee since Lauryn Hill to score a solo Billboard Hot 100 number one song.

This is the happiest day of my life and no 1 will take this joy from me .I wish you sour patches a good day !Thats how happy I am .

— iamcardib (@iamcardib) September 26, 2017

ons all the time, another title bout
Another win, another loss, it’s more to write about
Chain smoking on the Porsche, can’t put the lighter down
My future lookin’ like it’s sucka’ free (yup)
My new pretty Phillippino bitch is such a freak
She wanna love me, but she told me that I’m such a [peak?]
I pick her up, I knock her down, won’t see much of me

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes

[Verse 2]
I won’t apologize for praising dollar signs
Trying to make my commas cry, fantasizing homicides
This a blessin’ in my hood, no vest and I survived
Drum squad on the way, you know what that’s about
Paper to the ceiling, table full of villains
Choppin’ up some [?], just capers and some killings
Soldiers and lieutenants, Porches and new Benzes
Even though it seems senseless, I keep swingin’ for the fences
On a mission for the million, I don’t need me no dilemmas
Feds been watchin’ since TV’s had antennas
They tryin’ thread the needle, but them people can’t pin us
But the task force won’t stop ’til the task finished (forever)

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes

[Bridge]
(So trill, so trill)
I can’t feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes
(So trill, so trill)

[Chorus]
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes
Feel like it ain’t even real sometimes
Shit’s so trill sometimes
Out here in these fields sometimes
That I can’t even feel sometimes

Ayy, new freezer
You know what it was when you synced up, ayy
Dat way, yuh, yuh, yeah dat way

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (ooh)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna f*ck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (yuh)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna f*ck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (new freezer)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (new freezer)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (dat way)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Ooh, money way (money)
Diamonds, flexin’ (flex, woo)
I woke up rich, spend a grip on a necklace (yuh)
I put the plug on three way (plug)
Maserati go speed race (yeah)
Drop a baby on a bitch face (woah)
More ice flexin’ this way (ice)
We put the world on the wave (the wave)
Don’t give a f*ck ’cause I’m paid (woo)
More Act in a lemonade (Act)
The pharmacy knowin’ my name (my name)
I f*ck that bitch ’cause she bougie (she bougie)
She suck my dick in the movies (yuh)
Trap jumpin’ like 23
She a foreign lil’ freak (freak)

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna f*ck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna f*ck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Big shot, hollup, wait
Peanut butter insides
Look, outside
Cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles)
Rule of the day, get a view every day
Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day
Get a clique with a plan, give a jewel every day
I never sleep, I gotta eat, I gotta dance
I Milly Rock when I get that advance
How can I shop with like 64 M’s?
Talkin’ to Top about business again
He want a lot with new Bentleys again
I want some top from like two sets of twins
Twinny twin twins, yeah, yeah
Ayy, bitch (bitch), where your friends? Yeah, yeah
(Hollup) Switch (hollup) she want in, yeah, yeah
Ball ’em in, fallin’ in bundles of flowers like Parliament
Never know, big dawg like ours

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna f*ck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna f*ck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)