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[Intro: Trouble]
Let do it
Money man
Go get your money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your money man
Mike Will Made-it, bitch

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back

[Verse 1: Trouble]
Yeah, tryna show me that she ’bout it
‘Bout it, ’bout it, yeah, shawty ’bout it, ’bout it, yeah
Take the charger, bad lil shawty, say she ’bout it
I gotta come for you, you shot at my lil’ partner though
The loud wild off the gate, don’t need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got the game down now, sorry Mr. Charlie
Aye, she say you so mothafuckin’ hood
But you ain’t no mothafuckin’ good
Might be right, gift and a curse, I take it all as blessin’
Know you fuckin’ with a real one though, no question (no doubt)
Partna you gon’ get spent doin’ all that flexin’
So many of us shootin’ you straight, ain’t no pressure
Hatin’ on that man won’t do you no blessin’
Tryna teach a young nigga flexin’
Wanna go to war, but you ain’t got no money
Worry ’bout these hoes and you ain’t got no money
Mike Will Made-It
Big Trouble, baby

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back, damn

[Verse 2: Drake & Trouble]
Yeah, I don’t play no games boy, I’m at your head (at your head)
All about the family, niggas took the pledge (took that shit)
Now you gotta own up to that shit you said
You can’t push us to the edge, Trouble from the edge
Hit the gas and we outta there
Do it for the six, because we started there (started)
I got a girl that used to ride around with ‘Pac an’ them (‘Pac)
I gotta get it, you came from my lil partner then (fuck)
Yeah, Richard Mille, heavy on the watch (bitch)
Extra million just to see the Maybach drop (drop, drop)
Crest white smile on my face
Once I get to snappin’ ain’t nobody safe (nobody)
Reality gon’ hit ya or we gon’ hit ya
Either way if they was with ya, they goin’ with ya
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL)
Me and Big Trouble baby (DTE)

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back

[Intro: Charlie Puth]
Why are we looking down
On our sisters and brothers?
Isn’t love, all that we got?
Don’t we know everyone’s
Got a father and mother?
The day we know we’re all the same
Together we can make that change

[Verse 1: James Taylor, Both]
Look around there are too many of us crying
Not enough love to go around
What a waste of a day
A good one dying
But I know that the world will change
The day we know we’re all the same

[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
Why can’t we just get along?
If loving one another’s wrong
Then how are we supposed to
Get close to each other?
We gotta make that change, yeah
Why can’t we just get along?

[Verse 2: James Taylor, Charlie Puth, Both]
What a waste it would be to deny somebody
Of a chance to be theirselves
What a waste it would be if we hurt for nothing?
But I know that the world can change
The day we know we’re all the same

[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
Why can’t we just get along?
If loving one another’s wrong
Then how are we supposed to
Get close to each other?
We gotta make that change, yeah

[Bridge: Charlie Puth]
I know we could break apart
We don’t have to go that way
Not today

[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
Why can’t we just get along?
If loving one another’s wrong
Then how are we supposed to
Get close to yeah
Why can’t we just get along?
If loving one another’s wrong
Then how are we supposed to
Get close to each other?
We gotta make that change, yeah

[Outro: Charlie Puth]
The change, yeah

Gu-Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock
Pull the sticks out
Winter time, droppin’ the top
Give it to they n*gger ass
Turn this sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it)
Make it kick rocks (bust it)
This a big clock
Check the wrist watch (check it)
Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (bust it)
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock (off of the clock)

[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Bhad Bhabie got these bitches bussin’ for cash
Do the dash, try to play me, bitch, I’m bussin’ yo’ ass
Lotta gun sounds, Rollie, bust down
Know why these bitches mad
‘Cause they trash and they f*ckin’ for cash (cash)
Too official, blow the whistle, bitch, I’m fly as a bird (brrr)
Take a picture, get your issue, bitch the diamond worth
Walk in the bank, f*ck it up
Pokin’ that bitch with a shank, f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
I bought the lil bitch a bag
Make it double back and clear up her tab (yah)

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie & Lil Yachty]
Gu-Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock
Pull the sticks out
Winter time, droppin’ the top
Give it to they n*gger ass
Turn this sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it)
Make it kick rocks (bust it)
This a big clock
Check the wrist watch (check it)
Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (bust it)
This a big watch (Lil Boat)
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock (off of the clock)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got big guap, n*gger, yeah, I’m real rich (yeah)
6 cars, 2 houses and I’m still rich (uh)
Think it’s sweet?
One call, hit the Killswitch (boom)
Booby cool, I ain’t worried ’bout yo’ lil bitch, nigga
That lil chain that you rockin’
That’s so little to me
Talkin’ sh*t but want a verse?
That’s a riddle to me
Can’t f*ck the bitch ’til she got her virginity (whoo, yeah)
‘Cause then she gon’ really be into me (whoo, yeah)
.223 shots, I might run for the enemies (ah)
Put a few holes in his kidneys (whoo, Lil Boat)

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Gu-Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock
Pull the sticks out
Winter time, droppin’ the top
Give it to they n*gger ass
Turn this sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it)
Make it kick rocks (bust it)
This a big clock
Check the wrist watch (check it)
Gucci flip flops
Fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (bust it)
This a big watch
Diamonds drippin’ off of the clock (off of the clock)

[Intro: Yazz]
It’s that new sound
It’s Hakeem
What up, baby?

[Chorus: Serayah & Yazz]
Big shoes, big shoes
My new one got some really big shoes to fill
Made moves, made moves (moves)
I moved on, but I think about you for real
Big shoes, big shoes (big shoes)
My new one got some really big shoes to fill
Made moves, made moves (moves)
I moved on, but I think about you
I still, think about you, for real
Think about you, I still, think about you, for real
Think about you, ’bout you

[Verse 1: Yazz, Serayah, Both]
Been thinking about your body in the worst way
A good god almighty, lord all mercy
That birthday sex like errday
Reminiscing over you like Mary J
I still think about you touching on my body
Still thinking about you, I don’t wanna fight it
You’re the one that got me thinking ’bout calling
I’m a sexaholic, sexaholic for you

[Chorus: Serayah & Yazz]
Big shoes, big shoes (big shoes)
My new one got some really big shoes to fill
Made moves, made moves (made moves)
I moved on, but I think about you for real
Big shoes, big shoes (big shoes)
My new one got some really big shoes to fill
Made moves, made moves (moves)
I moved on, but I think about you
I still, think about you, for real (for real)
Think about you, I still (still) think about you (still), for real (for real)
Think about you, bout you

[Bridge: Yazz]
Ah, yeah
I be having dreams, having moments (moment)
All up in your timeline trollin’ (I can see that)
Staring at your pics and how you posin’ (ow)
I’m frozen, mouth wide open

[Bridge: Serayah & Yazz, Both]
I feel like I need to feel it again
Til lights out, I’ll come kill it again
A milli, a milli, a million
Times in a row, a zallion though
I’m missing you like you’re missing me anyhow
Yeah, you missing what I’m missing
Yeah, it’s been a while
Youre the one that got me thinking ’bout calling
I’m a sexaholic, sexaholic for you

[Chorus: Serayah & Yazz]
Big shoes, big shoes (big shoes)
My new one got some really big shoes to fill
Made moves, made moves (made moves)
I moved on, but I think about you for real
Big shoes, big shoes
My new one got some really big shoes to fill
Made moves, made moves (made moves)
I moved on, but I think about you
I still, think about you, for real (for real)
Think about you, I still, think about you, for real (for real)
Think about you, ’bout you
I still, think about you, for real
Think about you, I still (oh yeah), think about you, for real (real)
Think about you, ’bout you

[Outro: Serayah & yazz, Both]
Big shoes, big shoes (big shoes, for real)
Big shoes, big shoes
Hit the dance floor, c’mon

[Skit: DJ ESCO]
Another day in my life, huh
I’m proud of myself, this the longest I’ve ever kept a job
I don’t care if it is workin’ at the gas station
‘Cause in two months, I get my first raise
This owner, Ali, always tryin’ me though
Oh my God!
When he told me I gotta work overtime today, knowin’ I’m goin’ to my boy’s barbeque
I knew this was gonna be my last day
At this point, I ain’t even got nothin’ to say
Bruh… shit… man, look here, I got places to go and people to see
Keep that 30 cent raise! I’m gone
Man I swear I need my own show
My life is like a movie

[Intro: Future & DJ ESCO]
Super
This for the gang, oh
Is that your Rollie, man, is that your Rollie?
DJ EscoMoeCity

[Chorus: Future]
Spark up your dodie, then you check your Rollie (check me out)
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I wanna sack the baddest
I wanna know you the baddest (baddest)
I wanna know if you’re tatted (tatted)
I wanna know if you’re ridin’ (ridin’)
Creep on the low like assassins (‘sassins)
Take trips you’d never’d imagined (‘magined)
In a whip you’d never’d imagined (check me out)
Who said we’d never be gunnas?
Live by the code of honor (code of honor)
Who said they’re ready to purchase?
Who ready to snatch up a Phantom? (Snatch up a Phantom)

[Verse 1: Future]
Who really ready to do it?
Who ready to set some standards? (Set some standards)
You lil’ niggas nothin’ but some cowards
Lil’ niggas nothin’ but some feathers (nope, nothin’ but some feathers)
I see stars in ceilings, I see scars on villains (scars on villains)
I ain’t got no feelings, I ain’t got no feelings (got no feelings, swear)
Tell me you been in that bag, tell me you been in that Jag (been in that Jag)
Tell me you been on the pineapple Fanta, stackin’ your cash (stackin’ your cash)
Golden plate medallions, golden plate medallions (plate medallions)
I relocate where the stash at, hope you can imagine (check me out)
I can walk on water, fly away (‘way, woo)
I can go to places it ain’t safe (safe, let’s go)
I see stars in ceilings, I see scars on villains (scars on villains)
I see youngin’ loaded, dodgin’ penitentiary (penitentiary, woo)
I stay representin’, highly recommended (recommended)
When I hit you with the truth, don’t you get offended (get offended)
Don’t you slow me down, I’m on a roll (I’m on a roll)
Don’t you fuck around and sell your soul (Super, Super)

[Chorus: Future]
Spark up your dodie, then you check your Rollie (check me out)
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I wanna sack the baddest
I wanna know you the baddest (baddest)
I wanna know if you’re tatted (tatted)
I wanna know if you’re ridin’ (ridin’)
Creep on the low like assassins (‘sassins)
Take trips you’d never’d imagined (‘magined)
In a whip you’d never’d imagined (check me out)
Who said we’d never be gunnas?
Live by the code of honor (code of honor)
Who said they’re ready to purchase?
Who ready to snatch up a Phantom?

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Uh, yo
Tell me who do it like Groovy, nigga, my life is a movie (movie, yeah)
Wifin’ that bitch, you a foolie, nigga, that ho got the cooties (cooties, yeah)
Make a deposit (make a deposit), jump in the rocket (jump in the rocket)
Too many options (too many options), so many options (so many options)
Nigga we poppin’ (poppin’, uh), coppin’ and swervin’ (swerve, swervin’)
Nigga, we servin’ (servin’, yeah), send you a car (send you a car)
Rip it in half, jump in the ho, go (ho, go)
Two in the car, have a ménage, double the blinds, woah (woah)
Nigga, my bread Jumanji, more than your average, oh (average, oh)
Check out the Rollie, wrist, swish, classic, oh (classic, oh)
I jump in the Porsche, put ped’ on the ground
I show out a bag, she move it around
Rockin’ the best, go on the mound
Scatter of a K, go in the house
Get in the way, doin’ you first
The bigger the ass, the bigger the purse
Show me the mask, show me the work
Doin’ the most, too many O’s
Money won’t fold, a million in rolls
Too many hoes, too many flows
Rockin’ the face, I’m ready to go
They jump on the wave, I jump in the Ghost

[Chorus: Future]
Spark up your dodie, then you check your Rollie (check me out)
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I wanna sack the baddest
I wanna know you the baddest (baddest)
I wanna know if you’re tatted (tatted)
I wanna know if you’re ridin’ (ridin’)
Creep on the low like assassins (‘sassins)
Take trips you’d never’d imagined (‘magined)
In a whip you’d never’d imagined (check me out)
Who said we’d never be gunnas?
Live by the code of honor (code of honor)
Who said they’re ready to purchase?
Who ready to snatch up a Phantom? (Snatch up a Phantom)

[Outro: ScHoolboy Q]
Uh, yeah
Tell me who do it like Groovy, nigga, my life is a movie
Uh, yeah
Tell me who do it like Groovy, nigga, my life is a movie