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[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
But what can I say? It’s the place to be
It’s the-

[Kreayshawn]
This is hot, oh, we outside the club
I’m tryna get V-Nasty but she won’t hurry up (C’mon)
We need to get in, we got a V.I.P. table
Roach got a bottle of gin, black label
Push and shove now we up in this damn thing
Killed a girl whole game if she give a bad taste
Come on baby, we need to get wavy
And don’t run far ’cause I’m not fond of chasing
But anyways, we killed about a whole fifth
Now we smoking in the parking lot tryna keep lit
Met a girl with a brick full of lean
About six of my chicks on the bad girl team
We left soon to see where them girls stay
Up in the hills overlooking the whole Bay
Turn the house out and make it to a party
Invite all the [?] from the block and start swobbin’

[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

Just fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last
Fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last

[V-Nasty]
Just came in the party and I brought my whole crew
Everybody’s talking, didn’t know what to do
Stuck like glue ’cause we the main attraction
Security at the door so we the only hoes packin’
Ass is clappin’, speakers slappin’
If your bitch wanna [?] who we snatchin’?
Girls at my mansion, hop out in the mornin’ and we all still gassin’
Kreayshawn pulled up and she bounced out the [?]
You know she ain’t reppin’ Gucci, Louis or Prada
Life been a party, my name V-Nasty
We all on one, you ain’t need to gotta ask me
I get every bitch, not one compassion
Called Britney, Jasmine [?]
I’m feelin’ classy in the back of the whip
Couple ice in the syrup and it’s fresh out the brick

[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

Just fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last
Fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last

[DB Tha General]
When I been to LA, I’m swagged up, mobbed up
One mornin’ in California when the White Girl Mob rocked up
We shut it down, messed around [?]
We don’t get nobody [?] over now
Nah, it ain’t over, nah, we never sober
Somebody call the cops [?]
We party like the crackhouse, you ain’t mobbin’ round, you can get the fuck out
Are you hearing me, clearly?
Them bitches all up in my face, security
Are you hearing me, clearly?
Them bitches all in my face, security
I’m turnt up, turnt up, all the way turnt up
[?]
They hatin’ on us [?]
East Oakland in the building [?]

[Chorus]
The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

The guys out here, they really are crookin’
They snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking
Snatch, snatch gold chains when the cops ain’t looking

Just fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last
Fill my drink and let me do my dance
Tonight is something special, I’m gonna make it last

[Hook: 6ix9ine & Hudson Flo]
I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (yeah)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (you fucking dummy)
You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)
I’m breaking it down (what)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (ywhat)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
You know we ain’t making a sound (big stupid)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Wish I could bring Pun back, blaow, nigga, run that
‘Til they let Rowdy out, we gon’ let these semis out
Wish I could bring Stacks back, Chad, let the MAC clap
‘Til they free Biggavel, gotta give you niggas hell
Blicky make the nigga yell, beam hit his knees
Made him scream, when that nigga fell, shootout with the law
Or the morgue ‘fore I sit in jail, niggas say they love me
I can see it in these niggas eyes, they don’t wish me well
I don’t need their company, they smilin’ when a nigga fell
Seein’ that I’m poppin’, then the shotgun, like the third round
Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales
Diggin’ ditches for these niggas, toss ’em in, so well
Drive-by, leave him in the street, nigga, road kill
HBA, gold fronts, let me guess, “So trill”?
Nigga, this is New York, make the wrong move
And the goons let the tool spark, work hard and move salt
8 Ball like pool holes, cracked like the pavement
Diesel like the gas station, trap out the basement
Blow in the Pyrex, mask on our faces
Let ’em act sketch, but this lead will erase ’em, on gang

[Hook: 6ix9ine & Hudson Flo]
I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (yeah)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (fucking dummy)
You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)
I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
So I’m taking him down (yeah)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (fucking dummy)
You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
You thinking about playing around with my respect
I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)

[Verse 2: Hudson Flo]
Creeping through the darkness

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Niggas ain’t scum
Four fifth through the drum
You only got that for fun
All of that fronting for what?
I might pull up in a Lamb
Run up on your mans
Pop a nigga like a Xan
When I run up with my clan
Niggas know me, 4 5 6, stay it
Aim at your motherfucking fitted
Nigga, we with it
30 cli in the smith
Knock the nigga off his pivot
Watch your eyes fake the dump
When this gun fucking buck
Concrete shoes and all
Body lay under the tongue
Yeah, we rep that fucking six
But I finger fuck that nine
They throw dirt all on my name
Spell TEKASHI69
Went to jail, spent the case
Nigga, I ain’t doing time
Feel whole weight, in my set
We held 30, free the 9 (squad)

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Niggas ain’t scum
Four fifth through the drum
You only got that for fun
All of that fronting for what?
I might pull up in a Lamb
Run up on your mans
Pop a nigga like a Xan
When I run up with my clan
Niggas know me, 4 5 6, stay it
Aim at your motherfucking fitted
Nigga, we with it
30 cli in the smith
Knock the nigga off his pivot
Watch your eyes fake the dump
When this gun fucking buck
Concrete shoes and all
Body lay under the tongue
Yeah, we rep that fucking six
But I finger fuck that nine
They throw dirt all on my name
Spell TEKASHI69
Went to jail, spent the case
Nigga, I ain’t doing time
Feel whole weight, in my set
We held 30, free the 9 (squad)

[Hook: 6ix9ine]
Niggas don’t want no smoke
See them, they choke
Buck 50 through his nose
Then I take a nigga bitch
Head to the trap, all my niggas giving gold
All my niggas trained to go
Upping the pole, TTG, we let it go
Whack a nigga like a mole
40 CAL through his soul
Then we hit the road

[Verse 2: Hudson Flo]
You don’t really want no smoke
You don’t really got no hope
Boy, you know I got that pole
Everyday and I know
Everyday it’s a go
You don’t really want no war
Better double lock your door
When you come knock with force
Knocking you off your horse
Then run out and hop the porch
Won’t peep no more
.38 baby, .38 raised me
But I won’t let my .38 change me
Gotta come up, won’t sleep ’till I make it
Gotta get out, I’m stuck in the Matrix
It’s time I change up your thought
Better think fast, I’m aiming the torch
Ain’t taking a loss, I’m making a cross
I’m taking it all, so take it no more
The way I move like Mike in his prime
Rise up and I’m taking what’s mine
I move to the left, I move to the right
I step back and I shoot out your light
And thank you for days and thank you for weeks
Thinking it’s sweet, I’ll shoot up your street
Been praying a lot, but I don’t really know if I’m praying to God
But the praying don’t stop
Don’t have dreams, I have nightmares
Said I don’t sleep, so I won’t leave
I pull it out, I don’t fight fair
Said I won’t leave, so bitch hold these

[Verse 1]
Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta
Funny how present turns past
I might fly Priscilla out just for ‘Bana
So mesmerized by that ass
The way she moves it I can tell that she loves me
Nigga can’t help but to touch
Smack it ’round a bit then sip on some bubbly
Hope I’m not doing too much

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar & T-Pain]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back
Oh-no-no-no-no-oh

[Verse 2]
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back

[Intro: Papoose]
Yeah, yeah, uh
This for my baby (baby baby)
Golden Child (Golden Child)
Ha-ha (ha-ha)

[Verse 1: Papoose]
It was love at first sight, when I met your mom I was open, wow!
She the queen, I’m supposed to bow, pretty face with a potent smile
We planned to have you back then but tragedy slowed us down
‘Cause she went away for a while when your dad had to hold it down
I questioned God, like “Why is this happenin’?” You know it’s ’bout
Everything that happen, happen for a reason, I know it now
We argue what we gon’ name you, I feel that’s over now
It don’t matter to me ’cause to me, your name is the Golden Child!
The love we share, they ain’t build it, that’s why they can’t destroy it
Truthfully, I understand the ploy, this is something they can’t avoid
I sing to yo’ mama stomach, she say I am annoying
“Won’t you shut up and just go to sleep, I don’t want to hear it, boy!”
She always say I’m annoyin’, but she just paranoid
She afraid I’mma spoil you, you loud and she hate to hear the noise
The world is yours and I promise don’t gotta share your toys
I won’t let you cry unless the tears you cryin’ are tears of joy!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
They say first comes love and then comes marriage
Never mentioned the devastation I had in the miscarriage
I was torn up, broken down, felt less than a woman
But all that pain was erased when the doctor said you was comin’!
Me and daddy were so happy, this is all we ever wanted
So protective of your presence, I was scared to show my stomach
The rumors [?] said pregnancy’s supposed to change you
My belly, your dad would rub it, he was hatin’ on my angles
‘Cause the pictures had it down pat, from the front it looked all flat
From the side you was pokin’ but never could I be called that
Still fit all my clothes and you had me glowin’
I was overjoyed, ain’t care what I was havin’, ’cause girl or boy
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
Instantly knew me you and daddy would never part, please!
All my ladies, listen up
Never think of givin’ up
Doc said that we couldn’t, but look what God has given us!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 3: Papoose]
Take you to school every day, before you eat, say your grace
You can achieve anything; marathon, not a race
Tell the truth, never lie, the limit is in the sky
When you talk to a person, make sure you look in they eye
I’m sorry the world we live in is not a place much better
Sorry that you was born into the Donald Trump era
Thankful that I’m a King, thankful your mom is a Queen
You was born under marriage, black love is supreme
Always respect your elders, say “thank you” and “please”
Your grandmother gon’ make you some macaroni and cheese
I tatted you on my arm, some people say it ain’t smart
I put you on my left arm ’cause that’s mo’ close to your heart
I’m excited to meet you, my eyes excited to see you
Your mom got milk in her breasts, she excited to feed you
I would never mislead you, misguide or deceive you
My fists are here to protect you, my mind excited to teach you!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*