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[Intro: Fenix Flexin]
Pull some of that bass out, Bruce
Club wanna book me, I need twenty or better
He gon’ meet this Beretta
What you gon’ do when we put on that pressure?
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
If the club wanna book me, I need twenty or better
If a nigga wanna book me, he gon’ meet this Beretta
What you gon’ do when we put on that pressure?
I know these niggas broke, why don’t you get you some cheddar?
Ayy, put that pressure on (That pressure on)
Tried to dap, he took a stretcher home (Stretcher home)
Ayy, the upper echelon
You ain’t talkin’ money, you Rosetta Stone

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
I know these niggas snitchin’, know these niggas tellin’ (I know they tellin’)
You hang around with pussies, all my niggas felons (All my niggas felons)
He try to run up on me, I’ma bust his melon (Bust his melon)
She said that pussy mine, I said we finna sell it (Finna sell it)
The more money you get, the more these niggas jealous (Niggas jealous)
You ain’t gotta like it, nothin’ you can tell us (You can tell us)
I just spilled some lean on these Mike Amiris (Mike Amiris)
I just popped a bean, got up out my feelings (Pop a bean)
Crazy how this money change the people around
I just popped another seal, I’m finna smoke out the pound
I’m empty all the bullets, now I’m cleanin’ ’em down
We gon’ get this nigga gone and we won’t make a sound (Shh)
I know this nigga pussy, I’ma give him some rounds
I know I hit it better, girl, your nigga a clown
I’ma hit it how he couldn’t, yeah, I’m beatin’ it down
And I know this nigga know it, bet it’s eatin’ him now

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin & Ohgeesy]
Hmm, now, yeah, hey, I need twenty or better
If a nigga wanna book me, he gon’ meet this Beretta
What you gon’ do when we put on that pressure? (Put on that pressure)
Yeah, huh? (Hey), when we put on that pressure
Got a couple charges in the back of the Tesla
I only hit it once and now she thinkin’ she special

[Verse 2: Ohgeesy]
Uh, I put the press on these niggas, ayy
Used to sell the press to these niggas, man
I don’t dress like these niggas, man
That’s your ho? Why she naked on my niggas, man?
Look, I’m gettin’ paid like twenty or better
She wanna fuck on me just ’cause I get her wetter
Screamin’ out, “Stop it,” baby girl, I ain’t gon’ let it
I’m screamin’ out, “Free my niggas,” free that young nigga Ketchup
I been rollin’ hella hard, I been poppin’ them Teslas
I been rollin’ hella hard, I been poppin’ them Teslas
Damn, I been poppin’ them beans
I been poppin’, hella poppin’, what the fuck do you mean?
Smokin’ dope, spent a thousand dollars all on my jeans
When you poppin’, hella poppin’, you can do all these things
Yeah, ayy, you can do all these things
When you poppin’, hella poppin’, you can do all these things

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
If the club wanna book me, I need twenty or better
If a nigga wanna book me, he gon’ meet this Beretta
What you gon’ do when we put on that pressure?
I know these niggas broke, why don’t you get you some cheddar?
Ayy, put that pressure on (That pressure on)
Tried to dap, he took a stretcher home (Stretcher home)
Ayy, the upper echelon
You ain’t talkin’ money, you Rosetta Stone

Well, I must be stupid, for feeling so happy
I must be crazy, for calling you mine
My life’s like a movie, but I just let it move me
So slow like a two-step, you hold me real tight

All my friends say my life’s
Like a bad country song
I just smile, say “I know, but I like to sing along”
For the sweet wedding days
I just put Hank Williams on
I must be stupid for feeling so happy
But they can call me what they want

They think I’m crazy, but I keep laughing
They think I’m funny, for wearing a smile
But it’s just in my nature, and it’s just how you move me
You’re slow like a movie, and I wanna rewind

All my friends say my life’s
Like a bad country song
I just smile, say “I know, but I like to sing along”
For the sweet wedding days
I just put Hank Williams on
I must be stupid for feeling so happy
But they can call me what they want

Ah, la, la
Ah, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
I must be stupid for feeling so happy
But they can call me what they want

Hey blue baby, put that Hank Williams on
It’s your little blue baby calling for her favorite song
Get off that whiskey, boy
Right quickly put them hallway lights on
I hope one day you can remember
I loved you while it all went wrong

Well the only stars we saw were in the sky on the boulevard
And the only thing we wanted was to be free
And the only girl you had eyes for
Played downtown at the local bar
That was me
She was me

Hey blue baby, get that old pick-up gone
Turn it once, twice, three times if you love me [?]
Get on that dirt-bike
Handle that turn-pike
Do what you have to do
Just know your baby’s right here waiting
Just know she thinks you’re really cool

And the only stars we saw were in the sky on the boulevard
And the only thing we needed is to be free
And the only girl you had eyes for
Played downtown at the local bar
That was me
She was me

I tell you all the time, get yourself in line
Tired of waiting, tired of crying
Tell you all the time, get yourself in line
Tired of yelling, tired of hollering
You’re making me blue, you’re making me blue
You’re making me blue
Just do what you do

The only stars we need are in the sky on the boulevard
And the only thing we want is to be free
And the only girl you had eyes for
Played downtown at the local bar
Yeah, she’s me
Yeah,she’s me

I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
(Anywhere but here)
I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
(Anywhere but here)
I close my eyes and see a crowd of a thousand tears
(A thousand tears)
I pray to God I didn’t waste all my good years
(All my good years)
All my good years
(All my good years)
All my good years
(All my good years)

The voices screaming loud as hell
(Loud as hell, loud as hell)
We don’t care ’bout no one else
(About no one else, no one else)
Nothing in the world could bring us down
(Bring us down, bring us down)
Now we’re so high among the stars without a worry
(Without a worry)
And neither one, one of us wants to say we’re sorry
(Say we’re sorry)

I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
I close my eyes and see a crowd of a thousand tears
I pray to God I didn’t waste all my good years
All my good years
All my good years

Too much drugs and alcohol
(Alcohol)
What the hell were we fighting for?
(Fighting for)
‘Cause now the whole damn world will know
(World will know)
That we’re too numb and just too dumb to change the story
(Change the story)
Neither one, one of us wants to say we’re sorry
(Say we’re sorry)

I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
I close my eyes and see a crowd of a thousand tears
I pray to God I didn’t waste all my good years
All my good years
All my good years

Need a chance just to breathe, feel alive
And when the day meets the night, show me the light
(Show me the light)
Feel the wind and the fire hold the pain deep inside
It’s in my eyes
(My eyes)
In my eyes
(My eyes)

I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
I’d rather be anywhere
Anywhere but here
I close my eyes and see a crowd of a thousand tears
I pray to God I didn’t waste all my good years
All my good years
All my good years

I pray to God I didn’t waste all my good years
(All my good years)
All my good years
(All my good years)
All my good years
(All my good years)

[Intro]
Hey man, get the door
These mother fuckers think it’s CVS around this bitch
Tell him we ain’t ’bout that shit

[Interlude: Menace II Society (1993): Chauncy & Nick]
Yo, who is it?
Uhh, Nick
Yo, nigga, what up?
Oh, nothin’
Why you come to this motherfucker so early all the time, man?
You-you said 1 o’clock
I don’t give a fuck what I said, nigga
I don’t get out the bed before two-thirty
Don’t come through this motherfucker so early next time, nigga
Understood
Let’s see what’chu got

[Chorus]
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, nah, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope

[Bridge]
Ain’t no disrespect (disrespect), well maybe it is
Ain’t no trappin’ here (Trappin’ here), well look here now, bitch
Ain’t no Oxycontin (No oxycontin), no coke or no thizz
Have you forgotten (You forgotten) who the fuck that I is?

[Verse 1]
Trap or die, that’s a lie, niggas fry or testify
Superfly, get super high, jigga boo shit, supersize
Niggas do shit and justify
You can do shit and get euthanized
I could do shit, that’s no surprise
Serve your ass, two piece and fries

[Chorus]
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, nah, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope

[Verse 2]
You niggas high as fuck (High as fuck), got slow reaction
I done sobered up (Sobered up) and I’m down for action
And I fuck you up (Fuck you up), if you come ’round askin’
Don’t try to play me (Try to play me) like I’m Anglo-Saxon
You a mouse in a trap house, I’m a dog in a cat house
I’m comin’ like Harriet Tubman, you comin’ like Harry the drug man
Some niggas don’t give a fuck, man, ’bout they own people sufferin’
Talkin’ ’bout that they strugglin’, made somethin’ from nothin’

[Chorus]
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, nah, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope

[Verse 3]
I’ma kill me a dope dealer
I’ma douse me a trap house
Who let the dogs out?
I’ma make niggas crawl out
I’ma make niggas call out to Jesus and they momma (Jesus and they momma)
Right before they vomit (Before they vomit) blood out they stomach (Blood out they stomach)
This for my auntie, she smoked your shit daily
And this’ll make you crumble, yeah, just like it did my uncle
And this’ll make you meet your maker, understand that he’s the baker
Got your ass on the slab now you the dope for the undertaker

[Chorus]
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope
Ain’t ’bout to count no money, nah, ain’t sellin’ no dope
Don’t bring me no bag, I want a envelope

[Outro]
Don’t bring me no bag
Don’t bring me no bag
You-you a mouse in a trap house, I’ma dog in a cat house
You-you a mouse in a trap house, I’ma dog in a cat house
You-you a mouse in a trap house, I’ma dog in a cat house
You a mouse in a trap house, I’ma dog in a cat house