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[Indie-pop music]

Staring at a postcard
That it’s got nothing going on
Wasted I was
Blame it all on the establishment
So boring, take me, take me back

Don’t you wonder why confirmation is easier?
When you don’t think so much about it?
Try it and it won’t work
I still can’t get my head around
Confirmation is easier
when you don’t think so much about it
Try it and it just won’t work
Can’t , can’t understand it

Scrabble up the walls
Good job [??]
We were so happy we were born
I just don’t know anymore
but when we’re together [??]
Couldn’t help but

[Instrumental break]

Don’t you wonder why confirmation is easier?
When you don’t think so much about it?
Try it and it won’t work
I still can’t get my head around
Confirmation is easier
when you don’t think so much about it
Try it and it just won’t work
I still can’t get my head around
Confirmation is easier
when you don’t think so much about it
Try it and it just won’t work
I still can’t get my head around
Confirmation is easier
when you don’t think so much about it
Try it and it just won’t work
I still can’t get my head around
Confirmation is easier
when you don’t think so much about it
Try it and it just won’t work

[Electronic music]

Woman, I can’t live
Live without you in my Life

Yeah, woman
I need you
Keep my money by the rise

Oh, no matter what I say or do
I’m so in Love with you, uh

Yeah, no matter what I say or do
I’m so in Love with you, uh

[Vocal break]

Oh, people
Don’t understand
Take my heart, is in your hand
and you know this

Oh, when I’m in your arms
I am Free

Oh, no matter what I say or do
I’m so in Love with you, uh

Ooh, no matter what I say or do
I’m so in Love with you, uh

[Vocal break]

[Intro]
DP on the Beat
Greedy Money

[Hook:Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face, and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed, and we look like yeah
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Takin’ Xans ’till I can’t feel my face, and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah ayy, ayy (Cash Carti)

[Bridge 1:Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Diamonds flooded, like they sank, ayy
I’ve been pulling up in a tank, ayy (in a tank)
But my money got no limit, ayy (Cash Carti)
And my car don’t got no ceiling, ayy
And my bitch don’t got no limit, ayy
Making that money I’m willing, ayy
Told your bitch I got that money, ayy
Told your bitch that I be peeling you, ayy

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[Refrain: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go these bitches know these bitches know
(counting all these rolls)
Everywhere I go my bank don’t fold that bank don’t fold
(Counting all these rolls)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Yeah
Got a bitch named Rubi Rose
See me with Justine, then she stopped calling my phone
I be in my zone
Girl what’s goin’ on
She stuck all in my phone
Ayy yeah

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

[Bridge 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
AK, big
Bitches, big
I be landing squad big
I fuck that hoe ‘cause I want to
I fuck them girls ’cause I want to
I fuck them bad ’cause I want to
Yeah
Zone zone zone

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
My weed’s so potent, can smell when I’m smokin’
And you can tell it’s five mother fucker cause I’m tokin’
His bare whisper, yeah you heard what I said
Talk shit and get your shit bust like fucking crab legs
Ha, so scram hater you can beat it the club post it up
Hoes showing me their cleavage it’s the prince but it’s rap shit
You know what he do, it ain’t nothin’, to get you touched, you and your man too
I rap Ohio, you know that I’m a buck-eye
These nigga’s hatin’ cause my pockets swoll’ like black eyes
And can’t nobody see him, now watch bow take ’em to the cleaners
Ya know, hey!

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
Yeah, yeah and we’re smoking real big
Hater’s mad cause their girls on our dick yea
But I don’t give a fuck nigga’
I don’t give a fuck nigga’!
Yeah, yeah and we’re smoking real big
Hater’s mad cause their girls on our dick yea
Shit but I don’t give a fuck nigga’
Nah I don’t give a fuck nigga’!

[Verse 2: Bow Wow]
Yeeea!
Label me the nicest and real rich nigga’s don’t ask about prices
I’ll be here, diamonds in that big face brightlin’
Drivin’ in Ferrari’s before I even had a license, yea
I’m in a whole other league nigga’
Switched teams now repre’seein’ beem nigga’
Fuck your weed man, you smoking dirt weed nigga’
I’m so high I feel like I smoked a whole tree nigga’
And they still tryin’ to count me out
Let’s see who laughin’ when we open up these bank accounts
And can’t nobody do it better, I’m too clever and way fresher
Yea know!

[Chorus: Bow Wow and (Lloyd Banks)]
Yeah, yeah and we’re smoking real big
Hater’s mad cause their girls on our dick yea
But I don’t give a fuck nigga’ (Nah)
I don’t give a fuck nigga’! (Uh)
Yeah, yeah and we’re smoking real big (Yea)
Hater’s mad cause their girls on our dick yea
Shit but I don’t give a fuck nigga’ (Bow what’s up nigga’ I see you)
Nah I don’t give a fuck nigga’!

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
Uh! Super dooper fly as I’m stupid coupin’ by
Wrap this mother fuckin’ beat up in a knot, Gucci tie
Cush habit droopy eye, gotta make a movie high
These lil’ nigga’s what their tear drops, gotta’ keep the uzi by
Cush a Louis livin’, poppin’ tags and groupie flippin’
Shawty want a new beginning, not that bullshit you be kicking
Off the map with all my haters, try to find me you’ll be missin’
You’ll be drippin’, I’ll be tripping, money overrules the system
Hella’ frozed up, neck lightin’ the first seven rows up
Polo and Louis posed up, your new love’s my old slut
I’ma need a whole truck of bottles we don’t hold cups
O.G we be smoking and your girls the ones we pokin’ uh!

[Chorus: Bow Wow]
Yeah, yeah and we’re smoking real big
Hater’s mad cause their girls on our dick yea
But I don’t give a fuck nigga’
I don’t give a fuck nigga’!
Yeah, yeah and we’re smoking real big
Hater’s mad cause their girls on our dick yea
Shit but I don’t give a fuck nigga’
Nah I don’t give a fuck nigga’!

Tonight I got all the answers
Just let me lead the way
Slow romancing in this room
We can turn off all the lights
Sugar, gonna give all of me to you
Yeah, all I wanna do is

[Chorus:]
Stay on your mind
I know you be stressing, let me take care of it, I wanna
Stay on your mind
I got a confession, it’s my profession, let me
Stay on your mind
If that’s alright with you, all I wanna do is
Stay on your mind
So tell me when, tell me where, and I’ll
Stay on your mind

[Verse 2:]
You can take control
I’ll return the favor
If that’s what you want
I’m good, ain’t I?
So good, ain’t I?
Wanna make you feel it in your soul
I’m on top of my game no question
I’m the one to kiss all of your pain away
Don’t hold back, let me

[Chorus]

Want to be the first thing on your mind in the morning
Like the song on the radio that you
Can’t stop singing
Everlasting memories
Come take this ride with me
Can I just take my time
Make this good so that I’ll…

Stay on your mind
Don’t you go stressin’, babe
Stay on your mind
Oh, I got a confession, my profession to love you
Stay on your mind
Ooh, let me take control and I, I promise, girl
Stay on your mind
Ooh, just tell me when, tell me where and I’ll…