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Ay, Ay
Hey!
(Hook)
They ain’t talking money fuck what he say and she say
Diamonds super smutty, think my wrist need a replay
Big body Benz, do the dash on a freeway
I get to the bands, run it back like a relay
Nowadays I’m winning like the sweepstakes
BK nigga, all about my cheesecake
Switch lanes with her, ask her how that breeze taste
Im outta space took the Wraith on a speedchase
(Verse)
I could get her if I want her, boy it’s nothin’
Oh they ain’t talkin’ no bread? No discussion
Off White like a nigga do construction
On a off night, I could still make like a hundred
I’m balling broad day, Barclays, dropping buckets
You be talking small change, all day, change the subject
Young nigga I had to make a way, now they upset
You was never out there on the wave, boy you frontin’
Tell them bitches get up out my way with the fuck shit
Blizzard on me you could get a sleigh, bitch it’s bussin’
And they always got something to say, but they do nothin’
Brody with me and he got the K, spray the function
I make it stretch, I get the dough to flip
Sex, shawty a pro at it, Tech, sippin the 4 a bit, tech, I just reloaded it
(Verse 2)
I asked her “Are you signed up?” She said “You know that shit”
Had a chance, but ya time’s up, how could you blow the shit?
Take a glance how I shine up, I’m frozen bitch
I got way too many hoes to pick
Get some money and they notice it
Say you smokin’ loud, well my weed make it sound
They like “How you smokin Cali weed in the town?”
All my old hoes tryna creep on me now
Woke up pockets low, went to sleep with some thous
(Hook)
They ain’t talking money fuck what he say and she say
Diamonds super smutty, think my wrist need a replay
Big body Benz, do the dash on a freeway
I get to the bands, run it back like a relay
Nowadays I’m winning like the sweepstakes
BK nigga, all about my cheesecake
Switch lanes with her, ask her how that breeze taste
Im outta space took the Wraith on a speedchase

[Verse 1]
Back on my shit, you should be nervous boy
Maybach ride, I’m ducked low behind them curtains boy
And I got my feet up, young nigga sittin’ comfy though
Backwood, ten grams, we blowin’ heavy smoke
Left Cash Money then I went back to the home team
Had to find me wave, I had to tap into the old me
Never read my comments on the ‘Gram, yeah y’all don’t know me
Say you putting numbers up huh, you gotta show me
Snoop said, “Get these niggas,” so I’ma get ’em dog
One house, ten bitches, that how I’m living dog
Strip club, ten bands, then watch ’em take it off
If she don’t fuck, I don’t tip, that’s I how I do it y’all
Let’s get back to this real shit a nigga been through
All that shit they write about me, y’all think that it’s true
See I’m too rich to be depressed and I don’t fuck with the press
Yeah, smoke ’cause I’m stressed, OG nothing less
We at Teterboro when them planes touchdown
Balenciaga runners on my feet when I touch ground
Gotta watch your circle, it’s a circus, niggas turn clowns
Go ‘head with all that fake love shit, I know what’s up now
Gotta watch these hoes nowadays, they all want to be famous
And if she make it past the lobby, she signin’ a statement
Because these hoes nowadays attackin’ niggas who famous
You see Russell and the Weinsteins, I ain’t catchin’ them cases, roll up

[Verse 2]
Yeah, boy I got options like a quarterback
I lost my little nigga to lean, he had a heart attack (damn)
And all these rappers gettin’ taxed out here
Heard you got pressed in LA, you can’t relax out there
Take ’em to Compton, Wack, I swear they wouldn’t last out there
They in your pockets huh, you paying for that pass out there
That’s extortion at its finest my nigga
We in these streets every night, it ain’t hard to find us my nigga
Bentley, Lamb, Rover, that’s all we ride my nigga
You and 30 niggas, 30 clips, so don’t try my nigga
Drop my own shit, I couldn’t wait on Jermaine
And I’m just speakin’ facts boy, I’ll never hate on Jermaine
And see I see shit different, now our view ain’t the same
You still stuck on that old shit, boy the business done changed
I skipped a show just so I could see you Chris
Day ones, me and you been through a lot of shit
No matter what you gon’ always be my little brother
And it kill me when we in public and we ain’t speaking to each other
This shit crazy, oh my fault Brown, this shit brazy
We grown men, let’s turn this shit around
Ciroc got me feeling all emotional
Speaking from my heart, that’s what I’m supposed to do
Students of the game and boy I’m coachin’ you
No subtweetin’, you talk shit, boy I’m approachin’ you
That’s real

[Outro]
Fucked up right now
Gone off this Ciroc nigga
Niggas got me in my feelings
Fuck around, wake up and regret everything I say
But I thought that’s what hip-hop was about though
So fuck it

[Chorus: SahBabii]
From a whole ‘nother planet (planet)
Ice on my neck dancin’ (dancin’)
Ice on my neck prancin’ (prancin’)
Got these lil’ hoes glancin’ (glancin’)
Ice on me outstandin’ (‘standin’)
Baby girl so demandin’
Say she is my SANDAS

[Verse 1: SahBabii]
Boy, yeah, I’m so fancy
Fuckin’ these hoes, outlandish
I need a ho like Randy
I’m eatin’ them cookies like candy
I’m eatin’ them cookies like candy
Swear them tools come in handy
Handy just like Mandy
These niggas shrimp, you a scampi
Shrimp, baby
I’m gettin’ choked by chokers
Cough drop me, my throat hurt
Ice on a bitch [?]
Playin’ cold, we colder
We get cold ’til your nose hurt
She suck dick ’til my toes curl
Then she burp, yeah
These niggas ain’t seein’ me
Came from the bottom bikini
Now these bitches on my weenie
Niggas small, yeah they teeny
Ice on me outstandin’
Money keep expandin’, do you understand me?

[Chorus: SahBabii]
From a whole ‘nother planet (planet)
Ice on my neck dancin’ (dancin’)
Ice on my neck prancin’ (prancin’)
Got these lil’ hoes glancin’ (glancin’)
Ice on me outstandin’ (‘standin’)
Baby girl so demandin’
Say she is my SANDAS

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
21, ice on my neck go bling (bling)
Fairy tale, sell a ho a dream (God)
25 racks on the ring (bling, bling, bling)
Yeah, VVS’ on me, they water, yeah
I don’t want your bitch, I bought her, yeah
You can get her back, I borrowed her (21, 21, 21, 21)
Ice on my neck like puck, puck
I’m a big dawg, you a duck, a duck
Fuck her like a dog and get stuck
Every, every car I ride in need a green card, foreign
Foreign bitch pussy good, I bought a green card
But I swear it get so wet I wish I had a surfboard (21)

[Chorus: SahBabii]
From a whole ‘nother planet (planet)
Ice on my neck dancin’ (dancin’)
Ice on my neck prancin’ (prancin’)
Got these lil’ hoes glancin’ (glancin’)
Ice on me outstandin’ (‘standin’)
Baby girl so demandin’
Say she is my SANDAS
From a whole ‘nother planet (planet)
Ice on my neck dancin’ (dancin’)
Ice on my neck prancin’ (prancin’)
Got these lil’ hoes glancin’ (glancin’)
Ice on me outstandin’ (‘standin’)
Baby girl so demandin’
Say she is my SANDAS

[Outro: SahBabii]
Outstandin’

[Intro]
TreOnTheBeat, yeah

[Verse 1]
Look baby listen them hoes was lying
Here take a tissue don’t like you crying
I wouldn’t cheat bae, your just to perfect
I cannot lose you its just not worth it
I know they tweeting, them hoes is capping
I thought I told you ain’t nothing happen
I never want you to sit there clueless
Baby I love you I thought you knew this
Stop getting angry, stop all the madness
We meant to be, look how long we lasted
Sadness, I ain’t eat in days like i’m fasting
Blasted, I wannna be with you ‘till my casket
I’m just disappointed in your actions
Then you get upset in my reactions
To be honest babe i’m just passing
We were doing straight and now we’re slanted

[Chorus]
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
All the arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
All the arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow

[Verse 2]
Baby I understand your mental I need you to know
I got work to get done I got the shows on the road
Secure the bag so we can take a trip to Italy
I know i’m a pain so i’m confused to why you into me
I guess this is love and i’m certain that it is
I see you got baby fever one day we should have some kids
We in love why we fighting we just need to face it
It’s a marathon you last longer when you pace it
I just want you to kno-o-ow, I just want us to gro-o-ow
When we be fighting I feel so low tho
Are we gon’ last I don’t know no more, I don’t know no more
Put your foot on the gas fuck a stop sign go (yeah)
I think we thinking too much lets just go with the flow

[Chorus 2]
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
The arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow (yeah)

[Verse 3]
Last verse was before the breakup
Still wondering if we gon make up
Can’t sleep girl nah I gotta stay up
I miss the nights when we used to cake up
Used to text “good morning” now I get a GM
Washed up rappers in your fucking dm
Still wondering if you went to see him
Stayed out ‘till the morning after fucking pm
You got back in the morning, i’m talking six in the morning
Our connection got boring
You gon’ make me glow up and go and cop me a foreign
You been sleeping on me lately girl it sound like snoring (yeah)
Used to be my baby now I call you my ex
Them basketball players only want you for sex
Them internet niggas look at you as a check
Girl I loved your ass to death treated you with respect
Took you to the islands girl that came from the heart
I ain’t really feel the love I was doing my part
It’s a whole list of shit I don’t know where to start
Go and find another man girl you cute and you smart

[Chorus: 88Camino]
Next time we meet yeah it’s on sight
Gotta keep my hand on my grip
Next time we see ain’t no hand fight
They don’t understand got a clip
I cannot throw hands got my sip (ooh)
I cannot throw hands got my clip
And I’m off the lean with the Sprite
But I keep the xans with a fifth

[Verse 1]
Next time we meet yeah it’s on sight (pew pew)
Gotta keep my hand on my grip (yeah, yeah)
Next time we see ain’t no hand fight
They don’t understand got a clip
She gon shake her ass, she gon’ strip (yeah, yeah)
I’ma put my hand on her grip (yeah, yeah)
Got these rubber hands on my hip (oh ya, yeah, yeah)
Throwin’ all these bands and you strip

[Verse 2: Derek Wise]
I just went to Gucci bought that [?] bag (oh ya)
Put my .40 and [?] (no)
No matter how much money that boy gotta past (oh ya)
I was pullin’ up on niggas on the first and last (no)
Now glam boy takin’ bitches [?]
Every city different order [?]
That’s 450 goin’ fast, I don’t use to breaks
I just bought her all this ice in case she wanna skate
Swervin’ off [?] (oh yeah)
Now we drippin’ [?] cuban link [?] my neck (yeah)
All that stress done made a monster so that [?]
[?] we movin’ [?]
Married to the streets that shit be in my veins (oh yeah)
[?] that molly in case [?]
Saint Laurent all on my body, bodeine in my brain
That shit calmin’ down my nerves after I hit a stain

[Chorus: 88Camino]
Next time we meet yeah it’s on sight (pew pew)
Gotta keep my hand on my grip (yeah, yeah)
Next time we see ain’t no hand fight
They don’t understand got a clip
I cannot throw hands got my sip (ooh)
I cannot throw hands got my clip
And I’m off the lean with the Sprite
But I keep the xans with a fifth

[Verse 3: 88Camino]
Motorboat, goin’ coast to coast
Rari, Rolls gotta do the ghost
[?] freaky, you got one of those
Foreign gear, I [?] for my clothes
Foreign car, see the morning star
Foreign wheel, crash in the ville
Foreign car, who is on Mars
Foreign wheel do my dash then I dip
Hallelujah the drove [?] on Halloween
Molly, booze I got a coupe on candy cream
Hallelujah pussy wet like Scuba Steve
Hallelujah I manifested all my dreams
[?] gate on the premises
G Wagon look like a tank to my nemesis
[?]
Watched by the opp but it’s not what they think

[Chorus: 88Camino]
Next time we meet yeah it’s on sight
Gotta keep my hand on my grip
Next time we see ain’t no hand fight
They don’t understand got a clip
I cannot throw hands got my sip (ooh)
I cannot throw hands got my clip
And I’m off the lean with the Sprite
But I keep the xans with a fifth