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[Intro: Young Thug]
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin (DJ Durel)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag’
She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab
New York, ain’t goin’ for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed
I told her I go nast’, I give ’em lifetime splash
I told her I got crops, that big, big Burkin bag (That Birk’)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I whipped up in Beverly Hills, but it wasn’t sushi (That big, big Birkin bag, that Birkin, yeah)
I couldn’t afford her, that she was way better at Hooters (Took out a order, woah)
I gave her .40, took brand new AK to a shooter (Shootin’ in 4K)
I can get a nigga ass smoked for a bowl of noodles (I can get a nigga ass smoked, woah)
I gave her 40 clip, take to the woadie, the shooter (Woah)
I brought the Carbon 15 and it’s tall as a ruler (Woah)
I had the daughter come see, I thought it was voodoo (Woah)
I left the car parked outside of the boogaloos (Skrrt, woah)
You don’t go Need for Speed, yeah, I just been movin’ ’em (I keep it goin’, poom, poom)
I been done trapped some tree, and I just been boolin’ in (I’m in the hospital, yeah)
I need to catch me some Zs, ’cause I just been booted up (I need to get me some sleep)
I had your bitch on her knees and I told her toot it up (Had this bitch on her knees)
Fish fork, ayy, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, oh baby
Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby
Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin
Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag’
She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab
New York, ain’t goin’ for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed
I told her I go nast’, I give ’em lifetime splash
I told her I got crops, that big, big Burkin bag (That Birk’)

[Verse 2: Lil Duke & Young Thug]
Richest as it get, hundred on my wrist
Hundred on the necklace, hundred on the clip
Hundred on his head, I just splat a flip
Hundred on my bitch, couple of cribs
I can never rat, I can stack the chips
I will never fuck her, I just got the lip
I just gotta love it, I just gotta kill it
I just gave her chrome, I just got a VIP
Hoppin’ out a jet, I can get her wet
Louboutin chest, under my neck
I came with the drugs, Hi-Tectavis
V’s on my neck, as big as it gets
I came for nothin’, too fuckin’ restless
I’m a slimeball, baby, I’m treacherous
Iced out Hermès belt like a wrestler
Fuck her good, but I never kept her (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag’
She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab
New York, ain’t goin’ for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed
I told her I go nast’, I give ’em lifetime splash
I told her I got crops, that big, big Burkin bag (That Birk’)

[Outro: Young Thug]
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin

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[Intro]
Night swim

[Verse 1]
New friends, cold black ocean
Sun down, fingers frozen
You’re a new wave, new emotion
Not quite lovers, but I’m so open for you
Can’t stay, see you later
Slow fade, days like vapor
I’m a sad bitch, end of summer
End of another, my tears runneth over

[Pre-Chorus]
Cherry fly, cherry fly, short pretty life
Nothing wrong, nothing wrong, go if you like
50 days, 50 days, one final night
Can you stay? Can you stay? Say that you might

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming
Yeah

[Verse 2]
LA, mistake maker
Biscayne, pastel papers
I got new plans, future waters
Future planets, if you want ’em
You got big cake, still don’t matter
Full case, you never been sadder
Like a sad bitch, I think you’d rather
Not get shattered, so you scatter

[Pre-Chorus]
And you cruise around, cruise around, ride in the night
Think about, think about, me right by your side
50 days, 50 days, ultraviolet light
You should stay, you should stay, you should really try

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming
Night swimming, we’re still dripping
Starlight, just keep wishing on me
Uptight, just keep chilling with me
What a feeling, ah (Night swimming)

[Bridge]
Oh, drift out with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer
Sinking under, one last summer
Drift out with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer
Sinking under, one last summer
Night swimming, no more endings, yeah
Night swimming, just keep kicking with me
Night swimming

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming

[Outro]
[?] with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever (Just keep kicking with me)
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer (Just keep kicking with me)
Sinking under, we’re just night swimming

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I’m surfin’)
Woah, woah, woah
I told her come switch this shit up, no cap, no cap, woah
Young SEX

[Chorus]
Fuck it, buy a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
I made Forbes every year, lil’ baby (Top the Forbes)
I don’t like no long nails on my lady (Of course)
Is it you that can’t prevail that I’m shady
White toes in her heels, she the latest (Toes)
She got plastic Cartiers, think she made it (She made it)
Sucked it in the car and then my kids met the pavement
Extended pumps and F&Ns like The Matrix (Young SEX)

[Verse 1]
Diamonds on me wetter than a tub
Shoppin’ every day ’cause we used to be fucked up
Keep a yellow Cinderella on the tuck
YYB’s on, ain’t no way I’m givin’ up
Different color diamonds on me, bitch, I’m dead wrong
And my bitch in Saudi Arabia, but her redbone
I got money, niggas doubted, now I’m mad on
Ayy, I got Rollie-Pollies on my two tone
These tenderoni can’t get off me, I see (I see)
My slime brothers Pluto, Savage, and YB
Quavo, Takeoff (Yeah), Offset (Yeah), Uzi (Who?)
Lil Durk (Who else?), Meek Mill (Who else?), Drizzy (Who else?)
More names (Who else?), plenty (Young SEX)

[Chorus]
Fuck it, buy a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
I made Forbes every year, lil’ baby (Top the Forbes)
I don’t like no long nails on my lady (Of course)
Is it you that can’t prevail that I’m shady
White toes in her heels, she the latest (Toes)
She got plastic Cartiers, think she made it (She made it)
Sucked it in the car and then my kids met the pavement
Extended pumps and F&Ns like The Matrix (Young SEX)

[Verse 2]
I keep exotic drinks and juices by the crates (Young SEX)
She put my cum in her cup like it was shake
I’ll never fuck this bitch again, it was a mistake
I’m Teletubby, diamonds green, blue, white, and grape
I can afford these black diamonds like a spade (Oh)
I might overdue the city with a maid
I got riches and I guard ’em like the Navy
Pin it up and let me drink it like you’re naked (Let’s go)
It don’t matter the ho call like mine baby (It don’t matter)
Got a lil’ money to leave your head on the pavement
Flawless carats got these niggas stand in they places
AR’d up before I come and issue statements (Young SEX)

[Chorus]
Fuck it, buy a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
I made Forbes every year, lil’ baby (Top the Forbes)
I don’t like no long nails on my lady (Of course)
Is it you that can’t prevail that I’m shady
White toes in her heels, she the latest (Toes)
She got plastic Cartiers, think she made it (She made it)
Sucked it in the car and then my kids met the pavement
Extended pumps and F&Ns like The Matrix

[Outro]
Drippin’, drippin’ gold (Drip), wipe a nigga nose (Wipe a nigga nose)
This year I’m goin’ back thirty-two goals (On you hoes)
This year I seen thirty-two mil’ (Yeah)
Last year I popped thirty-five thousand pills (No cap)
Bigger X pill like a ferris wheel (Woo)
I go to town, blond hair, yeah
Long living like a motherfuckin’ wrestler
If I ask, I know she’ll let me live like I’m a bachelor
Mercedes
Baby
My mama hate it
Prevail I’m shady
Ladies
Baby
Baby

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[Intro]
Damn pocket

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Ha, and I’ma die a legend, I put that on my grave
Fifty whole bands, bitch, I put that on my chain
Niggas say they getting money but they don’t wanna bang
Bitch, I’ll ride for my niggas and I’ll put that on the gang
And I’ma die a legend, I put that on my grave
Fifty whole bands, bitch, I put that on my chain
Niggas say they getting money but they don’t wanna bang
Bitch, I’ll ride for my niggas and I’ll put that on the gang

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Bitch, I’ll put that on the gang, I’ll put that on my squad
All you niggas lames, type of niggas I’ll rob
She put that pussy in my face, damn near got her ass shot
Bitch I ain’t shit and I put that on the Ma
I’m a motherfuckin’ beast, up that hand get you popped
Flashing all them bands on the Gram will get you got
Brodie snuck in the club with it if you dial her
Your card been pulled, lil’ nigga you is not tough
Bitch always telling me to stop when I’m not done
Bitch welcome to the big leagues, this ain’t pop one
Should I tote the drake or the Glock? I am not sure
And your bitch been for everybody, she is not yours

[Chorus: DaBoii]
I’ma die a legend, I put that on my grave
Fifty whole bands, bitch, I put that on my chain
Niggas say they getting money but they don’t wanna bang
Bitch, I’ll ride for my niggas and I’ll put that on the gang
And I’ma die a legend, I put that on my grave
Fifty whole bands, bitch, I put that on my chain
Niggas say they getting money but they don’t wanna bang
Bitch, I’ll ride for my niggas and I’ll put that on the gang

[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
Nigga on the gang, I can never change
Took a nigga bitch, only off the name
50 on my neck, foreign switching lanes
Nigga, I’m that nigga what the fuck a nigga think?
What the fuck a nigga thinking? Nigga on me
I just made a hundred, keep it low key
This dick ain’t free, bitch this chain ain’t cheap
Tell a bitch when to go and I put that on Keak
Nigga I don’t give a fuck, and I never did
Bitch call me daddy, I ain’t got no kids
Nigga fuck a Glock, you ain’t even got no Sig
Chop hit his body, he ain’t even got no ribs
Nigga on the fam, nigga on my Grams
Niggas ain’t on shit, niggas only for the Gram
Nigga on God, get your ass robbed
Nigga come up out that chain, nigga come up out them socks

[Chorus: DaBoii]
I’ma die a legend, I put that on my grave
Fifty whole bands, bitch, I put that on my chain
Niggas say they getting money but they don’t wanna bang
Bitch, I’ll ride for my niggas and I’ll put that on the gang
And I’ma die a legend, I put that on my grave
Fifty whole bands, bitch, I put that on my chain
Niggas say they getting money but they don’t wanna bang
Bitch, I’ll ride for my niggas and I’ll put that on the gang

[Outro]
Damn pocket

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[Intro]
I hate when a motherfucker come talkin’ to me about some shit that I ain’t tryna hear. Tellin’ me how to do my shit.
“You need do this, you need to do that”
What the fuck is you talkin’ about?
I been doin’ this shit my way since I started this shit.
The way I did this shit got my bank account to where it is.
The way I did this shit got me to where the fuck I’m at.
So I ain’t tryna hear none of that shit you talkin’ about.
Don’t tell me shit.

[Chorus]
Nigga, what you talkin’ ’bout?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you somethin’
It’s everybody’s favorite crip cousin, Snoop Dogg
Inductin’ these woop hoes as loopholes
Death rowin’ them blue drawers, bitch niggas
Good on both sides like switch hitters
Snitches get stitches, send cliques to get niggas
For you to smoke with me cuz, you need 6 figures
Ask your bitch ’bout the dick, yeah, my shit glitter

[Chorus]
Nigga, what you talkin’ ’bout? (Huh?)
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?

[Verse 2]
‘Cause I done changed so many lives with my vibe
Made sure my crips and my wroos all survive
Long Beach throwin’ up C’s in my stores
Hollywood store, Twin Towers with the boys, nigga
Switchin’ bitches like I switch cars
Lil’ homies on go, and keep the licks for us
Walkin’ in the church, smellin’ like a lit forrest
We still good ’cause a real one kept the shit goin’

[Chorus]
Nigga, what you talkin’ ’bout? (What?)
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?

[Interlude]
It don’t stop, it don’t stop
(Makin’ this shit)
We gon let this shit breathe right here, hold up

[Verse 3]
I done made so much money, everybody gotta love me
But that comes with the game, my nigga, hate it or love it
So what we really talkin’ ’bout, if we ain’t talkin’ ’bout
What I’m talkin’ ’bout
‘Cause what I’m talkin’ ’bout got niggas hella bags
Sophisticated crippin’ with the ghetto swag
Three-piece suit with a black and a yellow rag, tied in a knot
Rollin’ down the Laundro got my eyes on the opps
Got my eyes on the cops, got my eyes on the block
Fresh off stage, rich or broke loco, shit don’t change
Where I’m from (Long Beach)

[Chorus]
Nigga, what you talkin’ ’bout? (What?)
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?
If it ain’t what I’m talkin’, then why we talkin’, nigga?

[Outro]
Fuck outta my face with that shit, man
(Makin’ this shit)
It’s what we do
Right on, right on
(Makin’ this shit)