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[Intro]
Uh
R.I.P. to B.I.G.
Classic shit

[Verse 1]
I’m looking for a nigga to give some babies
A handful of Weezy, sprinkle of Dave East
Man, I ain’t got no type, like Jxmmi and Swae Lees
But if he can’t fuck three times a night, peace
I tried to fuck 50 for a powerful hour
But all that nigga wanna do is talk Power for hours
B-beat the pussy up, make sure it’s a K-O
Step your banks up like you’re moving that ya-yo
Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though
I heard she think I’m tryna give the coochie to Quavo
They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy
Man, maybe I should let him autotune up the pussy
All these Bow Wow Challenge niggas lying and shit
Man, these Fetty Wap niggas stay eyeing my shit
Drake worth a hundred milli, always buying me shit
But I don’t know if the pussy wet or if he crying and shit
Meek still be in my DMs, I be having to duck him
“I used to pray for times like this.”
Face ass when I fuck him
Man, Uzi is my baby, he ain’t takin’ a L
But he took it literally when I said, “Go to hell!”
Used to fuck with Young Thug, I ain’t addressin’ this shit
C-caught him in my dressing room, stealin’ dresses and shit
I used to give this nigga with a lisp testers and shit
How you want the pu-thy? Can’t say your S’s and shit

[Chorus]
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (Barbie Dreams, B-B-B-Barbie)

[Verse 2]
I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed
Shoutout Desiigner, ’cause he made it out of special ed
You wanna fuck me, you gotta give some special head
‘Cause this pussy had these niggas on some special meds
Like Mike Tyson, he was bitin’ my shit
Talking ’bout, “Yo, why you got these niggas fighting and shit?”
On the, on the real, I should make these niggas scrap for the pussy
Young M.A. and Lady Luck, get the strap for this pussy, uh
And I would’ve had Odell Beckham banging the cake
‘Til I saw him hoppin’ out of cars dancing to Drake
I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti
I’ma do that nigga Future dirty, word to Scottie
Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we ain’t speaking
Ain’t no fat nigga telling me what he ain’t eating
YG and The Game with the hammer yelling, “Gang, gang!”
This ain’t what I meant when I said a gang bang
Tekashi want a ménage, I said “tre-way”
Curved him and went the Kim and Kanye way
Em’, cop the Barbie Dreamhouse then you can play the part
I ain’t tryna bust it open in the trailer park

[Chorus]
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (Barbie Dreams, B-B-B-Barbie)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 3]
You know I’m all about them dollars
I be supporting them scholars
I let him give me some brain
But he wanted me to ride it
So I said, “Fuck it, I’m in”
He want a cut like a trim
And if he act like he know
I let him fuck it again
I got them bars, I’m indicted
I’m popping, I’m uninvited
I said, “Just lick on the clitoris, nigga, don’t fucking bite it”
I ride his –, in the circle
I turn Stefan into Urkel
I go around and around and I’ma go down in slow motion
Then I pick it up, look at it
I said, “Daddy, come get at it,” uh
Yellow brick road, he said that I am a wiz at it
Yeah, they want it, want it
You know I flaunt it, flaunt it
I’m a trendsetter
Everything I do, they do
Yeah, put ’em up on it, on it
Dimelo, papi, papi
Yo quiero sloppy, sloppy
I’ll give it to you if you beat it up like Baki, Baki
I’ma kill ’em with the shoe, no ceiling is in the roof
And I’m big, give me the loot, twelve cylinders in the Coupe
I get down with the chrome, I tell ’em when I’ma shoot
I just bang, bang, bang, real killers is in my group
Gorillas is in my unit, vacationin’ where it’s humid
And I shine, shine, shine, got diamonds all in my cubans
I’m in LA Times more than when niggas lootin’
And my flow spit crack, I think that nigga usin’
He done bodied everybody, in closing these bitches losin’
Using, using up a bitch movin’
No, I ain’t Studdard and no I ain’t Ruben
Damn, a bitch snoozin’
Shoutout to my Jews, l’chaim, Rick Rubin
Big fat titties, yes, they be protrudin’
I be like, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, bring the lube in
I be like, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, bring the lube in

[Verse 1]
It’s 4:30 Friday, I get off at 5:00
I come into your place, you come into mine
Got a bottle of Jack and cheap red wine
Yeah, our own little world
Wanna open em up, close all the doors
Spin you around on that kitchen floor
Cause all week long, I’ve been waitin’ for
You and me girl

[Chorus]
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Sippin’ something on the cheap end, cheap end
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end, deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in, feet in
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Just chillin’ on the weekend

[Verse 2]
We can watch a whole season of Southfield and Friends
While I watch that afternoon sun shining in
Right through the blinds and onto your skin
Yeah, that’s something to see
Three days just ain’t enough and times ticking
So keep that cherry red lipstick sticking on me
Yeah, let’s just keep

[Chorus]
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Sippin’ something on the cheap end, cheap end
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end, deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in, feet in
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend

[Bridge]
Nothing to do, nowhere to be
Nothing to do, nowhere to be
But right here with you and you with me
Right here with you and you with me

[Chorus]
Just chillin’ on the weekend (oh)
Sippin’ something on the cheap end (yeah)
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in (oh)
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Oh yeah, yeah we chillin’ on the weekend (oh)
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Chillin’ on the weekend

[Verse 1]
They say oil and water don’t go together
You say can’t be flipping switches in stormy weather

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m living on the edge with the trivia, no
Maybe this type of love is different
Opposites attract, oposites attract
Maybe I don’t care if I’m living up
But there’s a dose of love I forgot
Opposites attract, oposites attract

[Chorus]
When pain is the enemy
So this won’t be the end of me, no
So breaking is the remedy
Love is the best of me, oh
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world, yeah

[Verse 2]
We break all our rules
We do what people always do
But they but they think they clever (they think they clever, they think they clever, they think they clever)
Discover, then destroy
They say hearts speak a different language
Won’t last forever (forever, ever, forever, ever, forever, ever)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m living on the edge with the trivia, no
Maybe this type of love is different
Opposites attract, oposites attract
Maybe I don’t care if I’m giving up
But there’s a dose of love I forgot
Opposites attract, oposites attract

[Chorus]
When pain is the enemy
So this won’t be the end of me, no
So breaking is the remedy
Love is the best of me, oh
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world, yeah

[Bridge]
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
(Take your life in your hands)
Love with you, love with you, yeah
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
It’s not just about the ones close
Ooh, ooh
Down on your luck for the one you love
Ooh, yeah
It’s also about the ones who safe
Oh, no, no, no
Here we go

[Chorus]
When pain is the enemy
So this won’t be the end of me, no
So breaking is the remedy
Love is the best of me, oh
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world, yeah

[Chorus: Ben Abraham]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be just the way I am
Dear insecurity

[Verse 1: gnash]
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the things you make me think
You make me sick to my stomach
I wish that I wasn’t me
Somedays when I wake up, I see myself in the mirror
I feel like we shouldn’t be good and be clearer
My nose to my clothes from my chin to my skin
I’ll never be good, enough forever again
For you, so I’d change for you
Then I’ll die for you, then you made me blue
If I were you, I’d hate me too
But I already feel like you do
Because you tell me I’m not worship
And the bad luck’s on purpose
And if I’m sad, then I deserved it
But underneath the surface
I’m hurting, searching, and learning
My imperfections maybe perfect

[Chorus: Ben Abraham]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be just the way I am
Dear insecurity

[Verse 2: gnash]
I, feel like I’m dying on the inside
But I smile it off
I’m a mess, I’m depressed, I’m alone and it’s all my fault
Did I do something wrong? This feeling’s unfair
You’re making me anxious but why the fuck do I care?
I overthink everything till’ my thoughts are impaired
I hate everything about me, I think I need some air
Drink some water, take a breath
Take a moment to be thankful for the reasons that you’re blessed
It’s not about mistakes you made or failures that you had
It’s all about the memories and little things you have
You freckles, and flawsty
Your body ambruises
Your scar is til’ your beautiful, birth marks that truth hides
We’re on in the same to play the cards that you doubt
Nobody likes you more than you being yourself

[Chorus: Ben Abraham]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you gonna let me be just the way I am
Dear insecurity

[Bridge: gnash]
I am
Proud of the person of I am
Nobody’s gon’ tell me who I am
Or who I can’t be
I am
Taking my life into my hand
So tired of hiding who I am
I am me
So

[Chorus: gnash]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
It’s time to take your hands off me?
It’s the time to let you see
Just the way I am
I’m proud of who I am

[Verse]
Yeah
My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime
Higher than average
Lot of cabbage
Thank God I never abide by the established
Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics
Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters
Like “Yoo-hoo” with a new-new ridin’ passenger
Shout out Oak Cliff, I’m ’bout to fly to Dallas
Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks
What up, Mark Cuban?
I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing
Plus I’m good at math like I’m Asian
Hate to use stereotypes, but that’s light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians
No race-baitin’—treat the beat like Playstation
Reporting to you live from the International Space Station
I probably vacation on Mars
The flow is out of this world and so is the bars
Blow the facade right off of your squad
Lil’ rappers, I love you, but you ain’t shit ’til you got offers in Prague
Look that shit up
A book, nigga, pick that shit up
Expand your vocab
I’m giving out toe tags for no cash
All summer long plus three seasons after
Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me
It’s absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers
The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers
I’m the answer on the low, I’m a cheat sheet for rappers
I came up ’round AC to DC adapters
Plug talk, what I’m really sayin’ is a shame but my niggas move ‘caine like HBCU Kappas
Whole town full of CC Sabathias
You think niggas gettin’ fat pitchin’ crack?
Not really
This is not the eighties, don’t be silly
Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy
Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction
How many black addicts that got caught up in the system
With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction
Man, listen
Don’t want to fuck up my vibe
Let’s end it on a positive note, come see me live
KOD, album of the year, undebatably
My cadence be the greatest we’ve seen since the late MC who’s name was The Notorious
Dreamville stacked like the Warriors
Winning back to back
Next up to bat is my nigga Bas
After that Jiddy-J.I.D
That’s that New York City kid plus ATL
Me, I’m from the ‘Ville but I know them towns well
Before I had a deal I was givin’ niggas hell
Now I’m givin’ niggas deals and they givin’ niggas hell