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[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Du-du-dun-dun-dun, ayy
Du-du-dun-dun-dun, yeah
Ayy

[Chorus]
You can miss me with that fake shit
How you real but writin’ statements?
I’ma change the world, lil’ nigga, I’m not basic
Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it
She know I’m the man, why she in here gettin’ naked?
My gang in the buildin’, we came up from dirty basements
Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement
Take a puff and all my feelings go away, I’m painless
Opps want me dead, we gon’ hit ’em with the stainless

[Verse 1]
Off a addy pill, I’m gon fuck her ’til she brainless
House up in the hills, all of my neighbors are famous
Foreigns in the front, you would think a nigga racing
Crack another blunt, now I’m higher than a spaceship
I ain’t goin’ out bad, I’m destined for greatness
Thought you was my mans, now I see you on some lame shit
Not part of the plan, always knew that you were hatin’
Smoke a ton of grams, I’m in love with bein’ faded
Stand on top of everything, I do, yes, I believe
I set the bar higher, I be workin’ to achieve
There’s not too many people out here doin’ it like me
My town behind my back, I got these kids chasin’ their dreams

[Chorus]
You can miss me with that fake shit
How you real but writin’ statements?
I’ma change the world, lil’ nigga, I’m not basic
Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it
She know I’m the man, why she in here gettin’ naked?
My gang in the buildin’, we came up from dirty basements
Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement
Take a puff and all my feelings go away, I’m painless
Opps want me dead, we gon’ hit ’em with the stainless

[Verse 2]
Where you at? And where you been?
The money changin’ all your friends, now you cavin’ in
Hard to say, not like it hurts, they can’t comprehend
Feel like I been through the worst and they don’t understand
Know they want me in the ground with the dirty sand
But it’s not happenin’
I know you niggas cappin’ when it comes down to this rappin’
My whole life been a savage, never been the one for actin’
Out in Cali, Calabasas, eatin’ sushi with a bad bitch
Run my money up, now I’m livin’ way better
This exclusive drip, I can wear in any weather
Fly like a bird, why they tryna pluck my feathers?
A band on my shoes and 3000 on a sweater

[Chorus]
You can miss me with that fake shit
How you real but writin’ statements?
I’ma change the world, lil’ nigga, I’m not basic
Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it
She know I’m the man, why she in here gettin’ naked?
My gang in the buildin’, we came up from dirty basements
Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement
Take a puff and all my feelings go away, I’m painless
Opps want me dead, we gon’ hit ’em with the stainless

[Outro]
Opps want me dead, we gon’ hit ’em with the stainless
Hi-hit ’em with a stainless

[Intro]
(Thank you)
(Next)
(Thank you)
(Next)

[Verse 1]
Thought I’d end up with Sean
But he wasn’t a match
Wrote some songs about Ricky
Now I listen and laugh
Even almost got married
And for Pete, I’m so thankful
Wish I could say, “Thank you” to Malcolm
‘Cause he was an angel

[Pre-Chorus]
One taught me love
One taught me patience
One taught me pain
Now, I’m so amazing
I’ve loved and I’ve lost
But that’s not what I see
Look what I got
Look what you taught me
And for that, I say

[Chorus]
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for my-
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for my-

[Verse 2]
Spend more time with my friends
I ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
Plus, I met someone else
We havin’ better discussions
I know they say I move on too fast
But this one gon’ last
‘Cause her name is Ari
And I’m so good with that

[Pre-Chorus]
She taught me love
She taught me patience
She handles pain
That shit’s amazing
I’ve loved and I’ve lost
That’s not what I see
Look what I found
Ain’t no need for searching, and for that, I say

[Chorus]
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for my-
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for-

[Bridge]
One day I’ll walk down the aisle
Holding hands with my mama
I’ll be thanking my dad
‘Cause she grew from the drama
Only wanna do it once, real bad
Forbid something happens
Least this song is a smash

[Pre-Chorus]
Love
Got so much patience
Learned from my pain
And I turned out amazing (Turned out amazing)
I’ve loved and I’ve lost
But that’s not what I see
Look what I’ve found (hey)
Ain’t no need for searching
And for that, I say

[Chorus]
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for my-
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for my-
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for my-
Thank you, next (ooh)
I’m so grateful for-

[Outro]
Aah, aah, aah, aah

[Intro: 6ix9ine & Baka Not Nice]
Uh
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice!

[Chorus: 6ix9ine]
Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (Hot)
Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (Pop it)
Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won’t ever stop it
Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Splish, splash, Apple Bottoms make that ass fat
She got that wet wet, got me blowing through this whole bag (bag)
She got Bs, spend some cheese, now they double Ds
Thought I had to free, kick her out, my mama coming home at three
Ho thicker (Thicker, thicker), thicker than a fuckin’ Snicker
Drug dealer, professional pot whipper
In the winter, buy your ho a chinchilla (Grrr)
I just bought my bitch them Kylie Jenner lip fillers

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Man, oh my god
She Instagram famous but she can’t keep a job (Ooh)
Man, oh my god
Swipe her 30-inch weave on her sugar daddy car (Ooh)
Man, oh my god
Her doctor got her busting out her motherfuckin’ bra (Mmm)
Man, oh my god
She Uber to a nigga with no car (Car car car)
Talking about the relish, I do not embellish
Jacket got wings, True’s got propellers
Gave all my old Margielas, to my boy Marcellas
Pulled up with no laces, had the whole block jealous
Oh, Jesus Christ, I don’t need advice
Wild nigga life, tell ’em read my rights
Man it hot tonight, look out with my ice
15 in the game, baby girl, I got stripes (man)

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Ka-Ka-Kanye dress me up like a doll
Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball
Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall
Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls)

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
I was out in Spain rockin’ a Medusa head
I ain’t never have to give a rap producer head
If I do though, I’ma write a book like Supahead
This ain’t wonder that I’m making, this that super bread
Splish, splash, fuck him in a hurry, quick fast
Still a pink wig, thick ass, whiplash
Got him cummin’, cummin’, Roger over dispatch
Said my box is the best, he met his match
I got all these bitches wantin’ to be Barbie dolls
Barbie dreamhouse, pink and purple marble walls
Pull-Pull up in that Barbie ‘Rari, finna bury y’all
She threw dirt on my name ended up at her own burial

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
Kanye dress me up like a doll
Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball
Bitch, this the dream team, magic as I recall
Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls
Ka-Ka-Kanye dress me up like a doll
Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball
Bitch, this the dream team, Fif’ is on call
Whole squad on point, bunch of Chris Pauls (Chris Pauls)

[Chorus: 6ix9ine]
Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (Hot)
Make her spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (Pop it)
Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won’t ever stop it
Little thottie, got her rowdy, choosing everybody

[Intro]
Celine glasses
Gucci red flag, ya dig
Uh
Aye let this mother fucka breathe before I even goddamn start you know what i’m saying?
It’s mother fuckin’ dripset
Yeah

[Chorus]
Aye
Let’s go far away, shit we living it up girl
I passed off a highway, imma leave the shade and come fuck up your world
We can go far away, we can go far away
We going far away, we living it up girl
I’m getting high all day, oh-woah-oh-oh-oh
Fuck yeah, fuck yeah oh-woah-yeah-yeah-yeah

[Verse 1]
Preaching to you like Creflo Dollar, and I like it when we sex oh yeah yeah (aye)
Make them bitches break they neck, yeah watch us
I got ten watches with me, yeah watches
I’m rolling off a jump man over y’all I got money old money, old banks, where I go to yeah
Got the three tone Patek it’s a one of one (huh)
Yeah that’s my son i’m a real one (goddamn)
I’m drinking this dirty, the top autovert yeah, they reading the verdict
Heart hurt me the nurse say
I heard that you raw dog, yeah
You burning the worst sages
I heard that she slobbed all yeah
Now she with your brodie, yeah
That front of the Cover girl
You fucking on all her friends
Your pockets on fat abscess
You fucking, she on your neck
Don’t call her she might go sick
And she got that lock like a pick, and you think this is

[Chorus]
Let’s go far away, shit we living it up girl
I passed off a highway, imma leave the shade and come fuck up your world
We can go far away, we can go far away
We going far away, we living it up girl
I’m getting high all day, oh-woah-oh-oh-oh
Fuck yeah, fuck yeah oh-woah-yeah-yeah-yeah

[Verse 2]
Choppin down a bitch yeah, like you choppin down a brick yeah
Split with your clique yeah, gonna split it with your clique yeah
Lick a lil clit yeah, gonna kiss a little clit yeah
Kiss her titties don’t kiss her lips, don’t come around with that trick shit
If you see the house i’m in, i’m always like Terry (it’s mine)
Tall bitch and she black like a berry
February birthday, boy you scary (ha)
Draped up in all white like the tooth fairy, yeah (got wings too)
Got a brand new machete, yeah
Stab him up and leave that shit dirty, yeah
I was taught to fight for it if it’s worth it, yeah
And I can’t hang with them boys, they discouraged, yeah
These niggas don’t wanna die
These niggas scared of life (they scared of life)
Catch em’ like they running wild (running wild)
Shoot em’ like hurry’n’die
She did it right, she did it right (ouu she did it right)
She like a Heaven in the sky (angel)
Flood her down with some prizes (flood her with some prizes)
Them the three steps before you wife her

[Chorus]
Let’s go far away, shit we living it up girl
I passed off a highway, imma leave the shade and come fuck up your world
We can go far away, we can go far away
We going far away, we living it up girl
I’m getting high all day, oh-woah-oh-oh-oh
Fuck yeah, fuck yeah oh-woah-yeah-yeah-yeah

[Intro]
Hey
I done sold all these (???)
Boss talk, with the family you know what i’m saying, ya dig
Wheezy beatz
Hey

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah
I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey
You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? hey
Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, aye
(???)
Left, right back up still got the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser, I did it, myself, it’s all, designer

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I poured up a four then I spiked it with a Xan now my day real slow (yeah)
Imma go big, lit, jump off it, do it slow motion
Imma go put a nigga on to the drip, gone give em’ a potion (gone give em’ a potion)
Baby speed up, can you re-up re-up
I don’t give a fuck about your past
I give you what you want just ask
Start from the front to the back
(???)
Imma spaz on her man
Imma spaz on this (???)
Fucking spaz on his mom and dad, stiff a nigga I know you love that
I turn your rocks into sand
Your named engraved it on the plane
Delta and private ain’t the same
It’s about time for your upgrade
When I give you this name
I hope you don’t change
She looked at me and replied
She said man you know i’m with the Slimes!

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah
I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey
You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? Hey
Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, aye
(???)
Left, right back up still got the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser, I did it, myself, it’s all, designer

[Verse 2: Desiigner]
Tell me ridin round for a nigga, tell niggas time to side for a nigga, aye
(???) that’s my little ride little nigga
We goin get it on outside little nigga
Bullets flying through the ride little nigga, aye
Overnight, (???) imma get it alright little nigga
It’ll be alright little nigga
All this lean got me drippin
(???) got me drippin, (???) got get it
Me and Young Thug, Birdman came through go get em’
All my niggas getting to the money, came back
Never fuck with you, (???) fuck with you
Rich man fuck with you, we goin chill on the paper and go get it
Double cup with two lean in the cup it’s triple, you be toting that shit and ain’t rolling with niggas
I got money, me nigga roll with a niggas, big beam and can’t keep control of it nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah
I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey
You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? Hey
Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, aye
(???)
Left, right back up still got the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser, I did it, myself, it’s all, designer

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Holler at your (???)
Go and tell your crew the plug
Go brazy massacre, then that lifestyle gonna boot up
Make me make a bad pull up
I’ll make a Jag pull up
Big booty imma jack uh-uh, but
If she ain’t fucking, let her cab pull up
Bout five niggas, (???)
You fuck niggas after me
The rats was chasing and they captured me
Rich school, i’m a graduate
All my old hoes harassing me, all these po-pos harassing me
How am I supposed to feel bad when every time I do it man they raid that
My paper say i’m claustrophobic, they still put me in the paddy-wagon
They wonder why we capping back at them
I fell i’m now i’m right back at it
These diamonds got these bitches staring at it
These diamonds got these niggas plotting on it
But how you gonna take something from (???), plus this blood money

[Chorus 2: Desiigner and Young Thug]
Tell me ridin round for a nigga, tell niggas time to side for a nigga, aye
(???) that’s my little ride little nigga
We goin get it on outside little nigga
Bullets flying through the ride little nigga, aye
Overnight, (???) imma get it alright little nigga
It’ll be alright little nigga
(???)
Left, right back up still got the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser, I did it, myself, it’s all, designer