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[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know somethin’

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
(OG Parker)
It’s enormous (yeah, yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous
(It’s Gucci!)
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I pulled up in that don with that Hublot on my arm
Head to toe in Louis Vuitton, lookin’ like I sold a ton (Louis)
Real trap nigga, baby, upper echelon
He a real rap nigga, he ain’t ever held a bomb (war)
When she in the room, baby girl, yeah, she perform (ow)
Carbon on the dresser, baby, please don’t be alarmed (woo)
Gucci Mane so charming he didn’t even wear a charm
She suck it ’til it’s numb, baby got a gold tongue (woo)
Well educated, but call me and go dumb (huh)
Lookin’ where she at, won’t believe where she came from (money)
Sippin’ on Patron, they love me like Don Juan
I told her keep it low, shawty call me Don Don (shawty)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop that pin, I’m all in your location (yeah)
Had to pull up just to motivate ya (‘vate)
Don’t be actin’ shy, I’m losin’ patience (ayy)
Oh yeah
Asses, Onyx
Ace of Spades, Onyx
Ace of Spades, Onyx
Ace of Spades, Onyx
I wanna run up a tab (tab)
Champaign in my bath (bath)
Saucin’, cool ranch (brrr)
Love it when you clap it like that

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
It’s enormous (yeah, yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
This lady really is the truth, I’m givin’ props to you (you)
I love to fly you out the country just to shop with you (yeah)
She act like she a good girl, fuck like a prostitute (huh)
I’m actin’ like I’m good but really I’m in hot pursuit (go)
I think that I’m so fly that I don’t have to lie to you (damn)
But you so fuckin’ gorgeous I’m not tryna flutter you (hot)
My sex game so aggressive, I’m just tryna splatter you
Your booty is enormous and my dick’s enormous too (huh)
You showed out last night, I had a good performance too (wow)
I’m so healthy and prepared, I work it like your trainer do (trainer)
My paper so enormous I am not a normal dude (no)
You so bad I’m thinkin’ ’bout it but don’t dine on normal food

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
It’s enormous (yeah, yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

When you walk past
That park near your apartment now
Do you think about me?
Do you think about me?

Do you drive fast
When you realize you’re on my street?
Do you drive slowly?
Do you think about me?

Thought I could pack up my suitcase
And just walk away (walk away)
Leave you with all of the shit I didn’t want to take
My mistake

I’m missing you
I’m missing you
What the hell did I do — did I do?
Messing with someone new
Thinking I wanted to
Turns out I don’t want new-
I want you

I’m missing you
I’m missing you
What the hell did I do — did I do?
Messing with someone new
Thinking I wanted to
Turns out I don’t want new
I want you

[DROP]
Don’t want new, I want you
Don’t want new, I want you

I’m in his bed
Right next to him, but he don’t know
I’m just thinking ‘bout you
I’m thinking ‘bout you

When it’s 3am
And I’m at that diner with his friends
I ain’t thinking ‘bout them
I’m just thinking ‘bout you

Thought I could pack up my suitcase
And just walk away (walk away)
Leave you with all of the shit I didn’t want to take
Want to take

I’m missing you
I’m missing you
What the hell did I do — did I do?
Messing with someone new
Thinking I wanted to
Turns out don’t want new
I want you

I’m missing you
I’m missing you
What the hell did I do — did I do?
Messing with someone new
Thinking I wanted to
Turns out don’t want new
I want you

[DROP]
Don’t want new, I want you
Don’t want new, I want you

Thought I’d be better without you
I can’t stop thinking about you
Now I’m with someone new
Thought I’d be better without you
I can’t stop thinking about you
Now I’m with someone new
I’m missing you
I’m missing you
What the hell did I do — did I do?
Messing with someone new
Thinking I wanted to
Turns out don’t want new
I want you

Messing with someone new
Thinking I wanted to
Turns out I don’t want new
I want you

[Intro]
Did you put that shit on it?
Can you turn the beat up too?
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
This the soundtrack to my life
Yea this the soundtrack to my life take a trip
You ain’t got to hold me down I hold my own in this bitch
Shit kept my word stayed true you know how this can get when it’s real
One thing just don’t count me out yo just don’t count me out

[Hook]
Yea said this the soundtrack to my soul take a trip
You ain’t got to hold me down
I hold my own in this bitch
Kept my word stayed true
You know how this can get when it’s real
One thing just don’t count me out
Yea just don’t count me out
Hol’ up say hol’ up, Hol’ up say hol’ up, Hol’ up say hol’ up

[Verse 1]
Look I did this shit for the hoes, I did this shit for the youth
I did this shit for the gang gang, I did this shit for the wave
All of you new niggas sound the same you cannot say this don’t sound the same
When they hear this they gon feel a way unless I add a xan or lean and 100K
Money, money, money piling 20’s, 50’s, 100’s got em heard it all
I just might buy me an island
Horsing around in Ferraris let set it off
You and your bros flying privates
All of your hoes on my private they finna ball
Ima finesse it through college long as she keep them toes polished
Problem solved like ohhhh
Out with the old and in with the new
Yea it’s a goal messie with the goals
Man this shit ain’t you
It ain’t the same nothing was the same I’m Drake with the views
It’s outta control you can’t control while keepin it true

[Hook]
Yea said this the soundtrack to my soul take a trip
You ain’t got to hold me down
I hold my own in this bitch
Kept my word stayed true
You know how this can get when it’s real
One thing just don’t count me out
Yea just don’t count me out
Hol’ up say hol’ up, Hol’ up say hol’ up, Hol’ up say hol’ up

[Shy Glizzy Verse]
I’m rappin and trappin, I’m trappin I’m robbin
While you niggas acting I’m about that action
Boy you ain’t about nothing, my nigga what’s happening
Know that they napping, let’s flip up the mattress
We gon wake em and slap em
All of this gold, can’t wait to go platinum and see they reaction
New Gucci on me these niggas look bummy
Boy go spend some hundreds go buy your bitch something
Go buy that bitch something before she run up under me
She gon come andalay she gon come andalay she know I’m the money man
We come from nothing we don’t ask for anything
We got more juice than Minute Made
We laid up in the shade we counting this cash my bitch she so bad
Trips to Barbados we sit in the sand and we listen to Jazz
Getting this bag I kick it with Chaz, bitch look at my swag
I’m in my G-Wag, my moms got a beamer and my bitch got a Jag

[Hook]
Yea said this the soundtrack to my soul take a trip
You ain’t got to hold me down
I hold my own in this bitch
Kept my word stayed true
You know how this can get when it’s real
One thing just don’t count me out
Yea just don’t count me out
Hol’ up say hol’ up, Hol’ up say hol’ up, Hol’ up say hol’ up

They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols
I’m tryna feed my family, I ain’t being political
You ain’t givin’ out money then they look at you pitiful
You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you
Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon’ shoot up your Sprinter
I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental
Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can’t wait ’til December
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon’ shoot you on camera
Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin’ to a bandana
Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle
Loading up his chopper, he gon’ show ’em Black Lives Matter
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama on that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too
Shit gettin’ outrageous
Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages
Young, black, poor, ain’t had a father since a baby
Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement?
Why you think we ridin’ ’round with choppers off safety?
Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I’m cutthroat
I used to sell dope, nigga, now I can’t vote
Poppin’ Percocets to kill the pain, I can’t cope
Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes
Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke
Breakin’ down my people, tryna kill our faith and hope
They killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke
Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin’ at
Same place where the best chicken gettin’ fried at
Same place where the police killin’, tellin’ lies at
It ain’t just the babies, man, I swear the mama’s cryin’ now
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama on that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too

[Pre-Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it
Textin’ new bitches, throw her titties out the window
You from outta town but you know what we get into

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin’
Shawty said she down and I be flexing with all the shooters
Shawty, ah you gotta give head to all my shooters, oh

[Verse 1]
I came in, I just pulled it off the lot
Sailing like a pirate how I came in with the yacht
I came up off of trapping off the spot
Tell me if you fuckin’ cause it’s backups if you’re not
I’m just, flexin, too hoes, wooh
Threesome, said she, two bras, ooh
Every, time I, step out, shit lit
I just, walked in, Heisman, your bitch (Straight up)
Boy don’t try to catch me with the shooters
Just know I’m down to catch one if you shoot us
And no more puttin’ shooters in the Uber
Cuz they can’t hop back in it when they

[Pre-Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it
Textin’ new bitches, throw her titties out the window
You from outta town but you know what we get into

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist so froze you should see how I manoeuvre
Shawty said she down and I be flexing with all the shooters
Shawty, ah you gotta give head to all my shooters, oh

[Verse 2]
I came in, I just pulled up with the slab
She don’t know her father but lil’ mama call me dad
Go designer shopping, caught me fucking up the tab
Rich for my bitches, thick as fuck, I had to brag
All these, diamonds, on me (Woo)
Don’t it, get you, horny (Woo)
It’s late, but I, can’t leave, it’s lit
Rollin’, top down, my shit, legit (Straight up)
Police tryna catch me with the shooters
You not from the ends, you cannot fool us
I caught a felony and beat that shit the next week
I stack it tall, need some less sneakers

[Pre-Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it
Textin’ new bitches, throw her titties out the window
You from outta town but you know what we get into

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist so froze you should see how I manoeuvre
Shawty said she down and I be flexing with all the shooters
Shawty, ah you gotta give head to all my shooters, oh