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[Intro]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Oh my God, oh my God
Yeah, Big 14 know what the fuck goin’ on
Aye

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap
All these racks bomin’ in, they bomin’ in (hold up)
Ayy, count my guap, count my guap
Cannot stop, comin’ in, comin’ in
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead
I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead
My diamonds dancin’, hopscotch, they holdin’ hands
My diamonds dancin’, hopscotch, they holdin’ hands

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, hold up
I don’t know what planet I’m on (oh Lord)
I’m a king, lil’ bitch, watch the throne (watch the throne)
I feel like Voldo, I’ll chop off your arms (off your arms, yuh)
Steady causin’ havoc, yeah (yeah)
Bitch, I’m ballin’ hard just like a Maverick (yeah)
Money stretch long, lil’ bitch, like elastic (yeah)
Now that bitch steady callin’ me Mr. Fantastic, yeah, ayy
Know I keep a ratchet (alright)
If you play, boy I’ll turn your ass to ashes, yeah
Automatic, doo, doo, doo, doo, bitch, I’m blastin’ yeah (doo, doo, doo, doo)
Ooh, put you in a casket, yeah (yeah)
Money stretch long, it’s elastic
I don’t know what planet I’m on (I’m on Mars)
I’m a king, lil’ bitch, watch the throne
I feel like Bono, I’ll chop off your arms (yuh, watch the throne)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Travis Scott]
Hold up
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap (yeah)
All these racks bomin’ in, they bomin’ in (hold up, it’s lit)
Ayy, count my guap, count my guap (straight up)
Cannot stop, comin’ in, comin’ in (yeah, yeah)
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead (alright)
I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead (yeah)
My diamond’s dancin’, hopscotch, they holdin’ hands (yeah)
My diamond’s dancin’, hopscotch, they holdin’ hands (yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Trippie Redd]
Astroworld’s my planet, my home (yeah)
Car’s too hot, the fumes too strong (yeah, yeah, it’s lit)
Mixed this cup for way too long (yeah, yeah, alright)
Add it up, don’t subtract it (yeah, yeah)
Pour this eighth with me and let’s get blasted (straight up)
Lambo drive like a dragon (skrrt, skrrt, ooh)
Can’t fall asleep at night ’cause they attackin’, yeah
I, hop in the coupe, go insane
I, disappear, go David Blaine
We, don’t do the same (no)
I, feed all my bitches the ‘caine (white)
I, double cup to drown the pain (drank)
Light the octane (gas)
I’ma put six in the Lambo and jet to the plane (skrrt, skrrt)
Move for this chain with your elbow, I hope you got aim (hope you got aim)
Don’t need no more stains, or get hot like my name (La Flame)
Yeah, hide out in the trees with the bumblebees
Please say the name three times, we gon’ pop up on you
Like I’m Bloody Mary, man

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap
All these racks bomin’ in, they bomin’ in (hold up)
Ayy, count my guap, count my guap
Cannot stop, comin’ in, comin’ in
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead
I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead
My diamonds dancin’, hopscotch, they holdin’ hands
My diamonds dancin’, hopscotch, they holdin’ hands
Yeah

She never stopped telling me that everything’s gonna be alright mama
There were times when nobody believed in me
She believed there’s best in me
She kept on saying that I can make it
Believed there’s best in me

I know mama
I rarely tell you how much I really love you

This is the day
Suitable day
Perfect day to tell you how much I really love you ohh ohh
Mama mama ohh mama

She never stopped telling me everything’s gonna be alright mama ohh
There were days when nobody believed in me
She kept on saying that I can make it
She kept on saying mama that I can make it
Believed there’s best in me
She never stopped telling me that I can make it
Mama thank you mama
She never stopped telling me that everything’s gonna be alright
She believed there’s best in me ohh
Kept on saying that I can make it mama ohh

The state of our world
Is not in good shape
But, don’t you lose heart
Cause love always wins over hate

The state of our world
Is dependent on you
So open the heart and be true
Cause it’s always in the action you choose

The state of our world
Gives one cause for fear
But, don’t you lose faith
This dream is not what it appears

The state of our world
In need of change in need of hope
How we treat each other
Is what really matters most

The state of our world
Ideology of religion
Pushes once innocent men
To commit acts of terrorism

War is just another word for revenge
Revenge is just another word for loss
Loss is just another word for grief
And grief leads to surrender (contrition)
And that leads us to a new beginning…

Night so full of eyes
So full of lies
Cold as a cemetery
Time of enemies
Feel, Misanthropy

Bells ringing in our ears
Walking all the fears
Which were, long forgotten
Time of enemies
Feel, agony

I can’t face fear!
Not now! Not tomorrow! Never!
My savior, a Latin name
Slowly the sun rises
At least in my tortured mind
I fly up, higher, to the sky for hours
Till pain brings me back
Back to reality

It was my own fault
The bad result
Of an, experiment
Time of enemies
Feel, Misanthropy

Could time be turned back
Back to the right track
I would return newborn
Time of enemies
Still
Feeling hope

Face Fear (x11)

[Intro: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Drop top Benz
Drop top Benz
We pulled up in a drop top Benz

[Hook: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Pull up in a foreign, it’s just me and all her friends
She wanna make a movie so I grabbed the camera lens
All I spend is bands, models up in France
Shake your money maker girl, you know you gotta twerk it
Throw a couple bands up, watch it hit the surface
We gon’ make the world shake, do it with a purpose
Drop top Benz, me and all her friends

[Verse: Lil Gnar]
Whip the [?] the mirror, you niggas can’t stand us
Diamonds they be dripping, my left wrist look like Atlantis
Made it out the bottom, put that on my momma
It’s a rockstar party, come and pop a pill babe
Got some neck up in the foreign, had to hit the killswitch
Lot of young niggas and you know we came to kill shit
Baby girl stop whining, put that molly on your tongue
Never touched a hundred bands, how you judging up
She just wanna eat and fuck but I cannot be cuffed
Getting money everyday that be my mission
Run it up so catch me flexing in the picture
In the picture
G [?] with the red [?] you can’t get it [?]
Drop top Benz got your bitch like oh my god
Off the gas and I’m seeing stars
Bust down, that’s a [?]

[Hook: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Pull up in a foreign, it’s just me and all her friends
She wanna make a movie so I grabbed the camera lens
All I spend is bands, models up in France
Shake your money maker girl, you know you gotta twerk it
Throw a couple bands up, watch it hit the surface
We gon’ make the world shake, do it with a purpose
Drop top Benz, me and all her friends