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[Intro: PnB Rock]
I don’t really care about this
You talk too much about me
You make things up about me
Never would’ve came up without me
From people we love, yeah

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I don’t really care about this
And I don’t ever waste a minute
You talk too much about me
You make things up about me
You talk too much about me
Never would’ve came up without me
From people we love

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
Why you wanna make things up
Why you wanna waste my time
Girl we used to be in love now
Now I don’t really care about you no more
We used to be perfect now it ain’t working
All my niggas swerving
Drop top coupes, girl you used to be my boo
Now you telling lies on me
Shawty this sad but true
Yeah yeah drop top coupes
Girl you used to ride with me
Girl you used to slide with me
Now you telling lies on me

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I don’t really care about this
And I don’t ever waste a minute
You talk too much about me
You make things up about me
You talk too much about me
Never would’ve came up me
From people we love

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
You talk too much about me
Say I don’t show you love
You doubt me
I’ma roll one up, get cloudy
When my pockets wasn’t up, you wasn’t round me
Why you wanna roll one up
Why you keep calling my line
Girl you used too keep it G but
I don’t need to smoke one with you
Drop top coupe, girl you used to be my boo
Now you see my brand new thing
Wishing you was in her shoes

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I don’t really care about this
And I don’t ever waste a minute
You talk too much about me
You make things up about me
You talk too much about me
You make things up about me
Never would’ve came up without me
From people we love

[Outro: PnB Rock]
I don’t really care about this
And I don’t ever waste a minute
You talk too much about me
You talk too much
You talk too much
Far too much
I know what you like, I know what you like
From me

[Intro]
Oh my god Ronny

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I just came back from Atlanta
I fell in love with a dancer
She love to eat the banana
I think her name was Samantha
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
I just came back from Atlanta
I fell in love with a dancer
She love to eat the banana
I think her name was Amanda
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
Fuck on that bitch, she get kicked to the curb
She gave me brain like a nerd
Fuck on that bitch ’til she get on my nerves
I kick her out, I’m like swerve
Fucked the hoe, three times
Got the head, three times
Kick her out, peace sign
She calling my phone, I decline
Lil bitch, she love to eat up the dick
I let her swallow that shit
I put it all on her lip
Yeah, go crazy
She wanna be my lil baby
She snowin’ like it’s the 80’s
She ride me like a Mercedes

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I just came back from Atlanta
I fell in love with a dancer
She love to eat the banana
I think her name was Samantha
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
I just came back from Atlanta
I fell in love with a dancer
She love to eat the banana
I think her name was Amanda
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign

[Verse 2: Smokepurrp]
Yeah you know we really having shit
Lil Purrp came in with a half a brick
I pour a deuce and I pop a stick
She give me neck with another bitch
Fuck on that hoe, you could have her
Walk in the spot, pull out camera
She eat the dick like banana
Came with a bop, that’s a hammer
Fuck on that bitch like three times
And she doing blow, she do three lines
And I’m counting money like a banker
All these other niggas on the decline
Wait, I’m on a perc
Fuck on that bitch, then I skrt
Chopper on me, it go skrt
Chopper on me, it don’t flirt
And I’m off a bean, I be geeked up
I be smoking gas, really reek up
You can catch a ball like Bautista
I just seen yo’ man in a Nissan
Fuck on yo’ hoe and that’s facts
I hit that bitch from the back
I met a bitch in Atlanta, she love to throw that shit back

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I just came back from Atlanta
I fell in love with a dancer
She love to eat the banana
I think her name was Samantha
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
I just came back from Atlanta
I fell in love with a dancer
She love to eat the banana
I think her name was Amanda
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign
Fucked the hoe, three times
Kicked her out, peace sign

[Verse 1]
My sweet, I know that you feel weak
My sweet, I swear you got this beat
And my love, I know that it’s been tough
My love, I know you’ve had it rough

[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me your secrets tonight
I’ll take ’em with me, and I’ll get the elves workin’ on them
In the workshop
We’ll take your problems apart, put ’em back using our hearts
Got the elves working so hard
Make your pain stop

[Chorus]
I’m Santa’s helper and I’ve got your back
All my love is gift-wrapped
Don’t be scared, I’m by your side
I’m Santa’s helper, give your fears to me
I’ll take them home, baby
And return them as sunshine

[Post-Chorus]
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah

[Verse 2]
Darling, I know you want to sing, darling
But you’ve got to stop running, baby
You know that I’ll carry you, baby
Your heart is safe with me

[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me your secrets tonight
I’ll take ’em with me, and I’ll get the elves workin’ on them
In the workshop
We’ll take your problems apart, put ’em back using our hearts
Got the elves working so hard
Make your pain stop

[Chorus]
I’m Santa’s helper and I’ve got your back
All my love is gift-wrapped
Don’t be scared, I’m by your side
I’m Santa’s helper, give your fears to me
I’ll take them home, baby
And return them as sunshine

[Post-Chorus]
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah

[Bridge]
(Instrumental)

[Chorus]
I’m Santa’s helper and I’ve got your back
All my love is gift-wrapped
Don’t be scared, I’m by your side
I’m Santa’s helper, give your fears to me
I’ll take them home, baby
And return them as sunshine

[Post-Chorus]
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah
I’ll bring you sunshine, yeah

[Intro]
Lil Uzi
Make that block
[?] make it twerk, Brr
Hello?

[Hook]
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my uhphone
Chirp, chirp, chirp
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skrr Skrr (aye)
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp (Hello)
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr

[Verse 1]
Chopper, brand new chopper disperse
Bad bitch wet starburst
You know what made it worse?
That’s your girlfriend, then I had her first
Foreign whip, beat traffic, hit the swerve
See a opp, then a nigga on alert
I’m the type nigga that make her work
With the Gucci on this linen shirt
In the hood I was just living dirty
Everyday I had to share the dirty
Had no shoes we had to share a pair
Now my neck shine like a chandelier
Told her that I met my coupe, sit right there
Go to the crib, I’ma hit right there
They throwing shots, but they missing there
Wrist it be cool like a Frigidaire
Cold, ooh so cold
Ooh, heavy coke on the stove
I’m a fool with the pole
So slimy, wipe my nose
Water diamond need a boat
Water diamond need a row
Mix the yellow with white gold
Hit it fast then hit slow

[Hook]
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp chirp, chirp chirp
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr (aye)
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp (hello)
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr

[Verse 2]
Stop it
Tryna help me, no I got it, stop it
I just made a whole deposit
Told the bitch I’ma profit
Lil nigga but I’m stylin’
Same semi yea its rockin’
Count up carrots and broccoli rockin’ uh
Wish a nigga try to stop me
I smoke gas out a dry leaf
Ain’t no seeds ain’t no papi
Margiela bitch I’m styling
Different color like a Rocky
Got my ring like a hovkey
Pull up with the shottie
Old school Ted Riley
Oh I oh I think they
Yea, Oh I oh I think they like me yeah
Maybe cause my wrist is biting, uh
Maybe cause my chain get hyphy, huh
Put my dick in your wifey uh
Said that shit first verse
Put a nigga in a hearse
Better yet in the dirt
Shooting a 3 like I’m Dirk

[Hook]
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr (aye)
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp (hello)
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr

[Intro]
Mmm, oh oh oh, yeah

[Verse 1]
Pour tequila in my wine
Now I’m feeling fine
I wanna waste your time
Like you wasted mine
You walk into the party
I see you in my peripheral
Trying not to stare at you
Is motherfucking difficult

[Pre-Chorus 1]
What am I feeling?
I’m staring at the ceiling
Don’t wanna let you know I want you
That’s just too revealing I-
So I-I, I might (I might)

[Chorus]
Imma mix these drinks till you’re out of focus
So I don’t even notice
Imma mix these drinks till it’s blurry vision
So I won’t know you did it
Pour tequila in my wine
Now I’m feeling fine
I wanna waste your time
Like you wasted mine
Imma mix these drinks till you’re out of focus
So I don’t even notice

[Verse 2]
Wine in my tequila
I just wanna feel ya
That might be hard to do
Since I don’t wanna see ya
I want you but I don’t
Yeah I don’t even understand myself
I just had to sit here, trying hard to think of something else

[Pre-Chorus 2]
What am I feeling?
Don’t know how much I’m drinking
Don’t wanna let you know I want you
That’s just too appealing for ya
For ya, for ya, for ya
So I might (I might)

[Chorus]
Imma mix these drinks till you’re out of focus
So I don’t even notice
Imma mix these drinks till it’s blurry vision
So I won’t know you did it
Pour tequila in my wine
Now I’m feeling fine
I wanna waste your time
Like you wasted mine
Imma mix these drinks till you’re out of focus
So I don’t even notice

[Bridge]
I can’t seem to let you go, so
I’m just gonna pour some more
I don’t wanna let it show, so
I’m just gonna pour some more

[Pre-Chorus 1]
What am I feeling?
I’m staring at the ceiling
Don’t wanna let you know I want you
That’s just too revealing I-
So I-I, I might (I might)

[Chorus]
Imma mix these drinks till you’re out of focus
So I don’t even notice
Imma mix these drinks till it’s blurry vision
So I won’t know you did it
Pour tequila in my wine
Now I’m feeling fine
I wanna waste your time
Like you wasted mine
Imma mix these drinks till you’re out of focus
So I don’t even notice