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Aw lord baby, she got a flip phone
Damn baby, I been smoking
Been choking and its so potent baby, we high baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my man Ferg, baby
You a giant baby, you steppin’ on these niggas’ necks
Sometimes you gotta just ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right foot on the, on the top of them, baby
And choke them even harder
‘Cause you’s a dawg, you’s f*cking [??], these are puppies baby
They can’t f*ck with you baby, lord

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Racks on racks on racks
Dapper Dan all on my back
Double G all on my cap
Monogram on a Maybach
Testing that n*gger like Pap (smear)
Eating that bitch from the back (yeah)
Mumble rap all on that cat (yeah)
Lil Pump she makin’ it clap
I’m ’bout to write here me a letter
Tell ’em I’m doing way better
“Plain Jane” the song of the year
I’m busy just chasing the lettuce
I’ma Calvin Klein model on billboards
I did a campaign with the fellas
Adidas done gave me another deal
And Hennessy too, they got cheddar (alright)
Shoot videos in the PJ’s
Then I go hop on a PJ (yeah)
They sending me all these free clothes
Momma just put it on eBay
I run the sh*t like a relay
Niggas gon’ have to press replay
Yammy say hi to my daddy for me
And Jam Master Jay for TJ

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Goddamn, nigga
When it be raining outside nigga, you the umbrella
‘Cause that sh*t just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, nigga I’ma call you Kristi YamaGucci, baby
‘Cause you just all over the f*ckin’ world with this sh*t, baby
Niggas cannot touch you

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Trench coat mob is a Go-Go Gadget
You don’t wanna see a pretty scene get drastic
Fuckin’ with the lords, no Frodo Baggins
Niggas bring your clothes to the screen like a fat bitch
Even though my name is Denzel, no actin’
Pap-pap, puttin’ everything inside a casket
Track that, everything is gonna be a classic
Wrap that, put that bitch inside a prophylactic
When I’m rappin’, got no hard-on, double tappin’
From a city built on coke and pistol-packin’
See you flagging and they packin’ what you lackin’
Take you out and then they act like nothin’ happen
Amnesia got rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin’ on reefer
I follow the light while you follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where they checkin’ my Visa, look

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Nah baby, what kinda flip phone you got?
Is that a Nextel baby, Chirp baby
This nigga got a Boost, baby, what the f*ck
Nigga, you gotta step it up
You need to get you a trap phone
You need to get one of these f*ckin’ Motorola’s
Niggas can’t even track us, baby

[Verse 3: IDK]
Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin’ on my enemies, I ain’t even tying up to punks
Imagine when I tie ’em up, yeah
I shake ’em, they gon’ need a crutch, yeah
And I ain’t talking groupie bitches when I say they got their panties in a bunch
I’m talking niggas, I ain’t talking nada
They ain’t talking figures, gotta be six, seven or better
Tryna get a house, gotta get my bread up
Tryna stay on pace? you gon’ have to step up
Cruising in a Wraith, see if they make a get-up
Pull up to the place, f*cked her when we met up
Yeah, I’m getting buzz, but I never let up
I ain’t seen a doctor, but I got my check up, check up, check up, check up, check up
I’m playing chess, you stuck on checkers
That’s why your gang can never check us
They take your chain, and now you neck-less
Check up, check up, check up, check up
I got a check on my watch (wait)
I’m losing track of time ’cause I don’t hear tick or no tock (yeah)

It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)
I shouldn’t have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)
‘Cause I’m the one that can’t stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh)

[Verse 1]
I can feel the weight of what you say (ooh, ooh)
I had explanations for days (ooh, ooh)
Don’t think you’re the only one that’s sane
It seems like we’re not on the same page
All I do is think when I’m away (away)
Colors burst and all I see are shapes (hey)
Sun goes away and that’s when I call your name (your name)
She’s here for good, and I’m here to stay

[Chorus]
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)
I shouldn’t have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)
‘Cause I’m the one that can’t stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh)

[Verse 2]
She said the E was for missin’ my embrace (yeah, oh-oh)
So, yeah, I feel so out of place (woo, oh, yeah)
I was meant to love and protect you
You know what’s on my mind, but now it’s in my heart
Give me someone to connect to (to)
Because these drinks are hitting me a little hard

[Chorus]
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)
I shouldn’t have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)
‘Cause I’m the one that can’t stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh, ooh)

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ah-ah, ooh, yeah
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way
It shouldn’t hurt
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way
It shouldn’t hurt, it shouldn’t hurt
Let me f*ck with it real quick

Yeah, Yeah Yeah
*Mike WiLL Made-It*
Yeah, Yeah Yeahh
*Mally Mall*
Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
*Ear Drummers*
Yeah, hoe

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Comin’ out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Diamonds unthawed
Coming in froze (froze)
Got too many girls to let one of them go (oh)
When I make a purchase, I can’t wait to showboat (oh)
If she bad I put a pinky ring on snow globe
I’ma have that n*gger on lock like Hulk Hogan (yeah)
She was going up and down the pole like yo-yo (down)
You can say I’m greedy ’cause I always want more (more)
I don’t f*ck with [?] ’cause they with some slow-pokes (lame)
Oh, money on monsoon
Baby girl full moon (ay)
Yeah these niggas with some money [?]
She don’t she stop, pedigrees, now they clueless
Oh, they balling like Mutombo, yeah
Much cleaner than your tool kits, woah
Can you believe every night we do this, yeah

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Hold up, Imma’ go and spend that money soon (hold up)
I don’t care if she had a man, so? (man)
Pedicure gang get your fingernails did
With no shame flips that ass like heads or tails (tails)
And she finer than a motherlover (lover)
Can I hit that ass like a bullseye? (hit)
She gon’ suck like a bloodsucker (woo)
My feet higher than a motherf*cker
Oh, I hear you like fast cash (fast cash)
Oh, You know I got the hots for you (I’ve got the hots)
I’m being reckless, so I cash in
She said, “I only wanna dance for you”
We have no mercy for you, no (no)
Me and my niggas closer than in-laws (than in-laws)
Fuck an interview she know the answer (answer)
Prototype cars not a Jaguar, aaah!

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Duck sauce on my feet, hoe
Pass around the pre-rolleds
Rollie on my chain
Flava Flav with the Steez, hoe
Kush residue on my jeans
I blow hella dope
And them classy Reeboks
Whiter than snow
And a nigga be dressin’
Walkin’ ’round, who just steppin’?
Unintentional flexin’
Tryna send out a message
Money walk with the [?]
Shake that ass wit’ ya bestie
Seein’ stars in the rental
Got your broad in the rental?
20k in AOD
And it’s just me and my kinfolk?
Tryna send a girl to college
I ain’t coppin’ no [?]?
Say her birthday late July
Yeah, that means she a Leo?
Might just leave with me tonight
But that don’t mean she a freak hoe
Fuck with dancers and models
Shout out them girls who get dollars
Shawty came from the bottom
Yeah, shout out Keisha bottoms
Couple cases of Rose
Came out to me with the [?]
I pour up for all the girls
But I’ma drink out the bottles

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 4: Juicy J]
She got that million dollar n*gger
But I get it for the free
She like to do a lot of snow
I told that bitch to come and ski
Shawty bad
She can get it
She can swallow
She can spit it
Bring her friend
If she with it
On the pole
Got her splitted
In the bed
Or the Lamb
Got your bitch
Suckin’ dick
On the ‘Gram
V12 helped me get up out the jam
Trunk full of slam
R.I.P Lil Peep
I gotta slow down on them Xans (hey)
Just had a ménage (hey)
Back seat of my Benz (hey)
Put that sh*t on camera (hey)
She squirted on the lens (hey)
Then she told me put it on her chinny chin-chin (hey)
Pocket full of nothin’ but them Benjy Franklins (hey)
With the gang posted up (up)
Puttin’ numbers up (up)
Bitch, want me that check first
I don’t wanna f*ck (yeah)
They say it’s cuffing season
Baby, you ain’t good enough (nope)
She want a real nigga
Dog, you ain’t hood enough

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

Say when are you gonna come back home?
Can’t you forgive this one who has done you wrong?
Well, I let temptation
Get the best of me
Now I’m sorry
I caused you misery
Say when, oh darling
Say when

I was swayed by a smile
And some loving charms
And like a fool, I was drawn
To another’s arms
Blinded by her kisses
I couldn’t see that with you
Was where I really wanted to be
So please say when
Baby, say when

I know I acted just like
A selfish child
Taking all and giving none
All the while
But now I’ve grown up
And I want to prove I can
Love you more than any other man
So, please, forgive me
And say when
Oh, baby
I was wrong
Forgive me

[Fading]
I was swayed by a smile
Forgive me
Forgive me

Hey, Mr. Heartbreak, yeah
I’m well aware of the way that you do others
You hang around wanting nothing but some trouble
You step on anybody you can
Don’t make no difference if it’s a woman or a man
We met before when I was playing the field
But now I got a love that’s real

So get away, heartbreak, keep moving
Get away heartbreak, keep stepping
I can’t use, I refuse to
Get away, heartbreak, keep on moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep on stepping

This love I found is the kind that’s highly
It’s the kind of love I need in so many ways
Little darling, I got this ever-loving feeling
Ain’t nothing, nowhere, no how, no time ever gonna steal it
This time you got the wrong person
I ain’t gonna take no hurting

Get away, heartbreak, keep moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep stepping
Might as well accept it, you’ve been rejected
Get away, heartbreak, keep moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep stepping
This old heartbreak

You walk in like a thief in the night
Stealing happiness, too hard, too weak to fight
But around my heart is a wall with perfection
So you’re making a trip for nothing
If you’re headed in my direction
You got trouble on your hands
If you mess with my future plans

So get away, heartbreak, keep on moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep stepping
Get away, heartbreak, keep on moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep stepping’
True love is all I needed, you’ve been defeated

Get away, heartbreak, keep moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep on stepping
Get away, heartbreak, keep on moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep stepping
Get away, heartbreak, keep on moving
Get away, heartbreak, keep on stepping