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[Vesre 1]
Is this a warning?
My heart beatin’ on an offbeat
Is this a caution
That I can’t get enough for your need?

[Pre-Chorus]
Could it be us?
Could it be us?
Could it be us?
Could it be us?

[Chorus]
Feelin’ you go on and touch my love
Throwing it now, here you go, catch up
Could it be us?
Could it be us? (Could it be us?)

[Post-Chorus]
Could it be us?

[Verse 2]
I’m right here
Don’t wake me if I’m dreaming
Could you be the one without a doubt?
Could I be for your keepin’

[Pre-Chorus]
Could it be us?
Could it be us?
Could it be us?
Could it be us?

[Chorus]
Feelin’ you go on and touch my love
Throwing it now, here you go, catch up
Could it be us?
Could it be us? (Could it be us?)

[Post-Chorus]
Could it be us?

[Chorus]
Feelin’ you go on and touch my love
Throwing it now, here you go, catch up
Could it be us?
Could it be us? (Could it be us?)

[Post-Chorus]
Could it be us?
Could it be us?
Could it be us? (Could it be us?)

[Chorus: IDK]
I’m goin’ uptown with a smile and my tongue brown
Rollie in my name, Plain Jane, what’s a bust down?
Nigga, I ain’t on what you on, you a fuckin’ fraud
You know that ain’t love, not at all
See, I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now

[Verse 1: IDK]
Ballin’ is a lay up, shots gon’ make you lay down
Niggas keep on hatin’, they know they ain’t safe now
I might have to take shit, run up in your safehouse
Did a show in Paris, now I’m off to Cape Town (run it, run it)
I came from spammin’ on DMs
But now shit done changed, I go HAM on your BM
They used to make fun of him, now they wan’ be him
See, I just be sonnin’ ’em, a.m. to p.m.​
You didn’t believe him and now you done changed
I’m no angel, the demon
Yeah, you like to smile in his face when you see him
That’s why I don’t look in your face for a reason
Bitch, this is a black bear in season

[Chorus: IDK]
I’m goin’ uptown with a smile and my tongue brown
Rollie in my name, Plain Jane, what’s a bust down?
Nigga, I ain’t on what you on, you a fuckin’ fraud
You know that ain’t love, not at all
See, I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Thurgood Marshall artist
If you try to hit a foul like Artemis, uh
For the new wave, I started it
Like a du-rag when you open up the starter kit, uh
Same shit but a new fly Jay I
D got a motherfuckin’ K on the side
Chopped off, now a nigga lay on the side
Yellow tape, everybody pray on the side
Noah’s ark, I made my mark
So, nigga, don’t start with me, don’t fuck with me
From the dust, I’m Spartacus
So anybody touchin’ me is first and three
Whirlwind mixed with a whirlpool
Denzel ’bout to make a fuckin’ typhoon
What can I say? I’m a boss tycoon
Coolest monkey in the jungle, not a baboon, ah

[Chorus: IDK]
I’m goin’ uptown with a smile and my tongue brown
Rollie in my name, Plain Jane, what’s a bust down?
Nigga, I ain’t on what you on, you a fuckin’ fraud
You know that ain’t love, not at all
See, I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now
I could fuck the wave up, bitch, that ain’t the wave now

[Smino]

Zilchy, baby

She poppin’ that pussy like percoset girl I’m appalled
The Gucci down to my balls, and I’m offa the alll
Slip, fall, never, no
Out for the pack
My dawgs be woofin’ about all of the bitches they bone, Still?
Where I’m from I need that guarantee don’t do that
That show me niggas boomin from North county to Newstead
Southside rent a crib, I’ll fuckin AirBnB that
In my Air Force One’s errday I pledge a-flee-giance
I be faded baby swear my brain all [?]
Heard this country lingo fuckin up your plumbing got ya leakin
I got pipe like Catholic organs
Dick’ll rearrange ya organs
No matter how high I’m soarin’, Swear I won’t forget my origins
Uh
I do it big like Norbit wife
I do it big like Georgia, I
Coulda been there a thousand times
But the Father Son Holy Smoke
By the grace, oh by the grace
Oh yeah it brought me this far
Oh yeah it bought me this car
Feel like a martian, cliché, ay
Another ville, another day, ay
All of my problems man ma-ade
I let ’em go like a Dra-aco

Another ville, another day, ay
All of my problems man ma-ade
I let ’em go like a Draco

[Intro]
Yuh
Oh my god, Ronny!

[Chorus]
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B?
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B?

[Verse 1]
Treat that pussy just like ping, pong
Back and forth just like I’m King, Kong
At your city nigga ding, dong
At your phone just like a, mm, uh
At your front door like Jehovah’s Witness
I’m too kind so I’ma spare the witness
[?]
Dreads is real as fuck they not extensions
Count up my feta, yuh
[?] my cheddar, yuh
Like Finding Nemo I hope you go belly up
Never mind, kill ’em with kindness
Call me your highness, heard you [?]
[?]
I got machine gun like [?], hm
Bitch I am [?] like The Walking Dead, uh
Dude fuck a rally, you walk in there, hm

[Chorus]
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B?
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B?

[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know you been needing somebody
Mustard on the beat, ho!
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
Just tell me what you really want from me
What you really want?

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know your head sloppy
You really do it like you care about me
Avianne got me feeling like I’m playing hockey
Rap money got me pulling up in big bodies
Big bodies little niggas don’t know shit about me
Call me Artie I love to party, shooters beside me
Left the Rari’ inside the parking lot oh I’m sorry
Ended up with a Spanish mami calling me papi
Acting cocky when she really don’t know shit about me
Though they wonder why I always got my clique by me
Don’t touch me, you’ll be lucky if you sit by me
They don’t get it ’til they really see their bitch by me
Got a trophy on my arm, I keep my wrist icy
If you want it, nigga, then you gotta get by me
Always wanted a Patek, now I can like three
If you think it’s too late, then it just might be

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody

[Verse 2: Don Q]
We can get it popping for the night though
You know my style, red bottoms, only the spikes though
Yeah, it’s always a light show whenever the ice glow
Couple more shots, ain’t no tellin’ where we might go
Take it to Marriot or, we can take it to the trap
Spittin’ on my mic, shoulda put her on the track
Fuck around and have you butt naked on my Snap
With your legs on the air, got you shakin’ on your back like
Wait, I think she catchin’ a seizure
All my old hoes tell me I’m catchin’ amnesia
A different kind of beast, I’m not a regular creature
Drop two-seater beamer, cranberry its features

[Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
What they really want from the nigga?
What you really want?
What the fuck they really want from a nigga?

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody