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Cardi B is carrying on with her All-Star Weekend club appearances after being threatened by alleged gang members over an Instagram post this week. The Bronx rapper reportedly received threatening messages after she seemingly disrespected the Crips in a post where she wore a blue coat. “I hate wearing Flue but this shirt was too poppin,” read the now-deleted caption, replacing the B in Blue with an F. Following the messages, the nightclubs hosting Cardi’s 3 events over the weekend have tripled their security, but a new report from TMZ says the rapper is not taking the threats too seriously and the appearances will continue as planned.

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Citing “sources close to Cardi,” the report states that the “Bodak Yellow” emcee has “no fear of gang retaliation.” According to the source, she has reminded her team, including record company execs, “she’s from the streets, so nobody’s stopping her bankroll.”

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Cardi will appear at Murano, Penthouse and Ace of Diamonds, which are all under the same ownership. It was reported that club management at the venues held an emergency meeting Wednesday to discuss how to handle the threats. Off-duty cops are said to have been added to security and will be present in uniform inside the events, in addition to triple the number of armed guards.

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Cardi is looking at a $250,000 payout from the events, one of which will be with Migos, a group which includes her fiancé Offset

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[Chorus: Khalid]
Put it in drive, I’ll be outside
I be on the way
I be on the way
You can meet me in five
I’ll be all night
I’ll be all day
I’ll be all day
Put it in drive, I’ll be outside
I be on the way
I be on the way
You can meet me in five
I’ll be all night
I’ll be all day
I’ll be all day

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Aye I’m booted up out my mup
I’m on my way, I burned the clutch though
I got a lot to tell ya but right now I just wanna fuck though
I love you from the bottom of my heart but bae I’m cutthroat
That pussy good but tonight I wanna stick it in yo’ butt though
I say what I want when I wanna say it, I’m blunt baby
I mixed the KK with the cookie, stuffed it in my blunt
In the cell with a razor blade in my mat
I don’t shave but I hid the razor in my bunk
Pull up and I don’t honk
Hop out then I dump
My steering wheel on the right, it’s enough room in the trunk
I ain’t gon’ bump the horn or hit the horn when I pull up in yo’ front
Hit it on the porch or in the Porsche, kick it then I punt

[Chorus: Khalid]
Put it in drive, I’ll be outside
I be on the way
I be on the way
You can meet me in five
I’ll be all night
I’ll be all day
I’ll be all day
Put it in drive, I’ll be outside
I be on the way
I be on the way
You can meet me in five
I’ll be your night
I’ll be all day
I’ll be all day

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
Beep, we in a pink Jeep Rubicon
Nothin’ cheap, free, rockin’ Gucci with the Louis Vuitton
Uh
And my son name King Khalid
Bag a nigga ass and do the dash, yeah, need for speed
Layin’ on yo’ ass, I’m in yo’ grass, you gon’ need to retreat
Sniper Gang, you think I’m playin’ all them games, you gon’ need retreat
I love you, we can’t get too deep
I skeet before I go to sleep
We can’t lay up in the sheets
Skeet, go back to the streets
Go back to the streets, you don’t belong to me
Yo’ heart in the streets, it don’t belong to me
Let yo’ soul bleed, pour it on the beat
Yo’ heart in the streets, ya soul belong to me

[Chorus: Khalid]
Put it in drive, I’ll be outside
I be on the way
I be on the way
You can meet me in five
I’ll be all night
I’ll be all day
I’ll be all day
Put it in drive, I’ll be outside
I be on the way
I be on the way
You can meet me in five
I’ll be all night
I’ll be all day
I’ll be all day

[Intro]
“I mean the reason they call him ‘Crazy Joe’ he goes off once in a while. Uhh, but he’s the type of guy you can go to and talk to, you know?
‘Uhh Joey, look these guys are doin’ somethin’ they have no reason to be doin’, I mean, what’s goin’ on here?’
Joey, he’d go out there and talk to ’em and they’ll listen, suddenly Joe will go crazy, you know?”

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
Hold up
What’s life like now? Shots of the expresso
Gettin’ star bucks been the basic manifesto
I’m up early mornin’, breakin’ fast through the thresholds (uh-huh)
They tell I’ma wear myself out, but that’s the dress code (swag)
Unlock the swag and nigga let’s go
We securin’ bags, you niggas insecure and mad
One hundred thirty on the dash, that’s if my nigga Lex drove
Keep the heat, the stash, if you got
Usually we positive, just tryna stay blessed though
I’d rather to be safe, never know what to expect yo
In the streets, we livin’ in, niggas invidious, serious
And ’cause of this, inside of me, kept hidden, it’s hideous (uh)
And that’s ugly truth, I’m speakin’ from my troubled youth
To whom I try to give a mental boost when I’m in the booth
Been through the struggle, made it out, I’m the livin’ proof
I took the pain like I pull it from my wisdom tooth (nigga)

[Interlude]
“We’re still surviving, you know we took our bruises and we came out. We survived, we here, we got this, which I think is out of sight”

[Verse 2: Chuck Strangers]
First me and Robi break up
Now every day I wake up, with more bullshit as I arrive to the pulpit
Pro Era apostle (preach), nigga droppin’ gospels
Chucky be a reverend, Psalm 47
God is the king of all on earth
But after him know that the Era is first (know that)
Know it’s all about knowin’ your worth
Thank Christ for savin’ my life today
Know I have the right of way
I’m blessed to see a brighter day (blessed)
Keep me away from ruthless
You can teach a man a lesson, but don’t make him feel stupid
Put me on, don’t put me down, my g
We all out here just tryna be
Fine lines between egos and insecurities
You ain’t less of a man if you don’t squeeze (if you don’t squeeze, don’t squeeze)
You not necessarily a man if you do
Chalk it up to human nature, ’cause it’s just what men do (it’s just what men do)
Self-destruct with no fucks, all of to give up
I’m Chuck, Strangers

[Outro]
“And like I see a whole new future opening up for me and like I really don’t want to do all the things I’ve done over the years before. I really don’t want to do them again. But, like if I do them, like in the past, I don’t go around bragging ‘I done this, I done that,’ to myself so nobody knows about it. And when nobody knows, word don’t get out and you don’t get busted.”

[Verse]
I will break with you
For your body to be freed
Not pleased
Take the weight of you
For your gravity to be erased
Just a phantom muse
What was the form, the flesh, the feet, the face?

[Refrain 1]
Come to life, my hungry arms are begging you
But what more can you do?

[Chorus]
Labor reveal
Before our eyes, into our ears
Unfurl with light
The stars around us disappear
Just what is torn
What comes alive inside of us

[Chorus]
Labor reveal
Before our eyes, into our ears
Unfurl with light
The stars around us disappear
Just what is torn
What comes to life inside of us

[Refrain 2]
Come to, come to, come to life, come to

[Verse]
Second cycle, the kid is movin’ like Billy Idol
With some past due W’s that I’m still entitled
City love me I treat it like it’s a bridal
Tux black as the strap I’m using to hit the rival
Last album was great, but I know this one is greater
I made it this far as a great tastemaker without a spread from Complex and them covers that come in from FADER
I’m at tables with mans you love it
Fuck it, I made it from buckets
Slept in the rugged seats of a Civic
To walking in the city and niggas screaming I did it
I spit this shit from way back for ’em
This for niggas that told me, “I’ll come back” but never came back for ’em
Loyal to them so I wait back for ’em like they my niggas
Knowin’ they isn’t, these niggas so insufficient
When we was both dealing, I used to throw in the pigeon
I guess, that mean nothing when niggas start coexisting
I done lost some good girls and niggas that I would cope with
Been backstabbed by niggas I used to smoke with
As far as rap I’m not the one to toe-to-toe with or go at it blow for blow with the silly shit no for no with
Money on the line, its money all on my mind
Calculating this vision, I sum it up for the grind
I promise when I got it I’d fuck it up for the times
Put 20k on the tab and buss it up every time, you get me?
In a Bentley smokin’ on a fat 20, jealous niggas don’t offend me, Dior dripped in the Fendi
I do it for the family OGs that never sent me on mission when I was down to put clip in and leave it empty and work
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout who got at me and dissed
I’m blessed, when I think about who shot at me and missed
I came from real situations
Niggas got clapped for little insinuations, time and impatience
Been grindin’, finding my way in so much bros like the Wayans
Sometime it weigh me down whenever they try weigh in
In the day out, in the day in, shooters on say when
Niggas got clapped before the day end
The city I come from, taught me that there’s nothing to run from
It taught me get my money in lump sums
So ’til that day, still at war, I’m still at pay
Never change boy, we still that way
It’s young Fargo