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[Verse]
Do you dirty
Deep down you know this shit make you nervous
Bulletproof many niggas couldn’t hurt us
I’m protecting all my blessings that’s for certain
Fuck the stars that you been with this the real
Hold it down if I fall you know the drill
I’ve been looking in your eyes I see the signs
Nevermind I put the phone on decline
Oh

[Hook]
Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
But I ain’t got no time for all the drama
Yeah I just might run back to her
See I just got no time for all the drama

Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
See I ain’t got no time for all the drama
Yeah I just might run back (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t got no time for all the drama

[Instrumental Break]

[Hook]
Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
But I ain’t got no time for all the drama
I just might run back to her
See I just got no time for all the drama

Yeah I might call you back (Oh)
See I ain’t got no time for all the drama
Yeah I just might run back (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t got no time for all the drama

[Hook]
All Eyes On Me
I can’t walk around wit all this Ice on me
I come from the Jungle tryna move out to a beach
Cuz the snakes from the grass found they way into the streets
And all eyes on me
Loyal to my niggas, give af about police
You gotta be humble just to make it out the East
Look at all them dead babies in the belly of the beast

[Verse 1]
I be gettin to the chicken and the broccoli
Prolli why these pussy niggas wanna stop me
It’s Obvi
This ain’t what you want don’t even try me
I done seen how fast a robbery could be a homi
Can’t tell you how to live but I can show you dead bodies
When we low on tree still crack the roaches roll a Zombie
Brodie poppin pills he got the plug from Mr. Cosby
Hate when he pop pills cuz he act crazy wit the niney
I come from the side in the hood is where you find me
Niggas kill ya wife and snatch ya baby like Harambe
You think this a game this shit way more like Jumanji
Pigs grab the rats and they start singing like Ashanti
It’s crazy these single ladies wanna have my baby
These niggas want me to sign em
They think I’m Jay Z
They eyeing they think I made it I think I’m trying
My hometown, that’s like my mother
My city dying

[Hook]
All Eyes On Me
I can’t walk around wit all this Ice on me
I come from the Jungle tryna move out to a beach
Cuz the snakes from the grass found they way into the streets
And all eyes on me
Loyal to my niggas, give af about police
You gotta be humble just to make it out the East
Look at all them dead babies in the belly of the beast

[Verse 2]
And you could never understand me
I jus wanna win a Grammy do it for my family
Fish tacos lasagna and shrimp scampi
Bitch I run my city and I never pulled a hammy
I don’t do no E pills or pop zannys
Club full of Moeshas sippin on Brandy
All of my ex loves they can’t stand me
Prolli cuz I blew up when they abandon me
Kush in my system got me faded
You held all the cards, I’m jus mad how you played it
I made Frank and I still ain’t ya favorite
You still still wondering how a nigga made it
Maybe cuz the flow so outer space bitch ooouuu
You can keep the pussy gimme face bitch oouuu
Young nigga made it out the matrix
I had a dream and I’m glad I chose to chase this oouuu

[Chorus]
Baby call me up, tryna fuck
Cause she know I’m finna get the Benz truck
Good luck mothafucka
I was in the cut gettin sucked from another bitch
Pop another bean, had to double up my cup and shit
Call me up tryna fuck
Cause she know that I’ve been gettin’ to the bucks
Good luck mothafucka
Back of the club, fucked up on some other shit
All I ever wanted was a Benz and a bad bitch

[Verse]
All I ever wanted was a friend
All I ever wanted was a brand new Benz truck
Now I wonder where my friends gon’ end up
Money don’t help with the pain, where the drugs at?
Make a few racks, call the plug back
She like baby, where you goin’? When you comin’ back?
I’ma be away for a month
When I get back we can fuck
I’ma be away for a lifetime
Everything I say at the right time
Givin girls cocaine, white wine
Everyone afraid of my lifestyle

[Chorus]
Baby call me up, tryna fuck
Cause she know I’m finna get the Benz truck
Good luck mothafucka
I was in the cut gettin’ sucked from another bitch
Pop another bean, had to double up my cup and shit
Call me up tryna fuck
Cause she know that I’ve been gettin’ to the bucks
Good luck mothafucka
Back of the club, fucked up on some other shit
All I ever wanted was a Benz and a bad bitch

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Ayy, new freezer
You know what it was when you synced up, ayy
Dat way, yuh, yuh, yeah dat way

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (ooh)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (yuh)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (new freezer)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (new freezer)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (dat way)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Ooh, money way (money)
Diamonds, flexin’ (flex, woo)
I woke up rich, spend a grip on a necklace (yuh)
I put the plug on three way (plug)
Maserati go speed race (yeah)
Drop a baby on a bitch face (woah)
More ice flexin’ this way (ice)
We put the world on the wave (the wave)
Don’t give a fuck ’cause I’m paid (woo)
More Act in a lemonade (Act)
The pharmacy knowin’ my name (my name)
I fuck that bitch ’cause she bougie (she bougie)
She suck my dick in the movies (yuh)
Trap jumpin’ like 23
She a foreign lil’ freak (freak)

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Big shot, hollup, wait
Peanut butter insides
Look, outside
Cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles)
Rule of the day, get a view every day
Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day
Get a clique with a plan, give a jewel every day
I never sleep, I gotta eat, I gotta dance
I Milly Rock when I get that advance
How can I shop with like 64 M’s?
Talkin’ to Top about business again
He want a lot with new Bentleys again
I want some top from like two sets of twins
Twinny twin twins, yeah, yeah
Ayy, bitch (bitch), where your friends? Yeah, yeah
(Hollup) Switch (hollup) she want in, yeah, yeah
Ball ’em in, fallin’ in bundles of flowers like Parliament
Never know, big dawg like ours

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)

[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Ayy, new freezer
You know what it was when you synced up, ayy
Dat way, yuh, yuh, yeah dat way

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (ooh)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (yuh)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her (huh?)
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (new freezer)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (new freezer)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (dat way)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Ooh, money way (money)
Diamonds, flexin’ (flex, woo)
I woke up rich, spend a grip on a necklace (yuh)
I put the plug on three way (plug)
Maserati go speed race (yeah)
Drop a baby on a bitch face (woah)
More ice flexin’ this way (ice)
We put the world on the wave (the wave)
Don’t give a fuck ’cause I’m paid (woo)
More Act in a lemonade (Act)
The pharmacy knowin’ my name (my name)
I fuck that bitch ’cause she bougie (she bougie)
She suck my dick in the movies (yuh)
Trap jumpin’ like 23
She a foreign lil’ freak (freak)

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Big shot, hollup, wait
Peanut butter insides
Look, outside
Cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles)
Rule of the day, get a view every day
Get a bitch with a tan by the pool every day
Get a clique with a plan, give a jewel every day
I never sleep, I gotta eat, I gotta dance
I Milly Rock when I get that advance
How can I shop with like 64 M’s?
Talkin’ to Top about business again
He want a lot with new Bentleys again
I want some top from like two sets of twins
Twinny twin twins, yeah, yeah
Ayy, bitch (bitch), where your friends? Yeah, yeah
(Hollup) Switch (hollup) she want in, yeah, yeah
Ball ’em in, fallin’ in bundles of flowers like Parliament
Never know, big dawg like ours

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (woo)
I don’t need her (bitch)
Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt)
Two seater (skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice)
New freezer (ice)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (woo)
My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch)
I don’t need her
Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah)
Two seater (skrrt, skrrt)
New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (bitch)
New freezer (woah)
I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (what up?)
Hop off a jet to a check when I land (ooh, yuh, yuh)