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[Chorus]
I call the shots, I’m a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I’m only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap
With this bread, I stack and reload
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
I hope you don’t give up
Don’t give up, no

[Verse 1]
They call me Gunna the GOAT
Keep me a gun and I tote
Niggas be doin’ the most
Can’t go out sad with you hoes
I gotta stick to the code
I water my money then grow it
She big and it’s ’bout to explode
Tesla got suicide doors
Yes I’m reaching my goals
It’s a check every one of my shows
Had the handmaid tailor my clothes
It’s a pay day nigga, you owe
Lot of diamonds on me, I’m cold
I got fashion on me like Vogue
Whole lotta drip, better leave me alone
My bitch got pink toes
I don’t wanna leave it alone
I wanna fuck when I want
Got the piece flooded with stones
Baby not runnin’ me home
My brother dead and gone
We was just livin’ wrong
Sip out the pain in the morning

[Chorus]
I call the shots, I’m a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I’m only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap
With this bread, I stack and reload
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
I hope you don’t give up
Don’t give up, no

[Verse 2]
I used to shop at the Ross
How I still win from a loss
Got hired, done turned to a boss
Ride in that Maybach like Ross
I got this water like Voss
I wanna fuck in her mouth
They callin’, you know I’m en route
I heard that you had a drought
I made it ship, make it bounce
Every day I spill more than an ounce
Money machine, let it count
Clothes that can dress up a house
We loyal, you in our you out?
I ran up my bag like a sprout
Trust me I know what it’s ’bout
Fed screams and I’m out
Get the racks and you bustin’ it down
The cash route
Run it up, showin’ no slouch
Glass house
Shittin’ on whoever look down
You nigga need you a vouch
Every day I’ma drip to the ground

[Chorus]
I call the shots, I’m a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I’m only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap
With this bread, I stack and reload
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
I hope you don’t give up
Don’t give up, no

[Intro: Juicy J]
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah!

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

[Bridge: G-Eazy & French Montana]
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money (Montana)
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money (G-Eazy, han!)
Ayy, yeah, fuck- skrt, skrt!

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Lighters up, steam out the roof (roof, roof)
Pipe up, spittin’ like grill need a tooth (tooth, tooth)
Turnt-Turnt up, yeah, I need Camila in the group (group, group)
Paper up, double pumpin’, big with the loot (loot, loot)
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Million cash in a safe
French vanilla by the case
Fuck the cuffs are in my brace
Frenchy is the name, CB is the gang
Let’s call the boys, call a couple planes
Ring on like a mason
Pussy wet, cash long, Kyrie with the mask on
Keep a hunnit, come and get some hunnits
Fuck with me and get some money
We don’t make it disappear, David Copperfield
Drop top on the Ville like a lobster tail
Talk best box free like [?]
Talk the best bitch for a happy meal

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, in Miami partying with Puffy, ayy
She want to fuck, I told her bring her buddy, ayy
Yeah, suck a- suck a dick or something
Yeah, what’s understood ain’t gotta be explained, ayy
Strippers at 11 keep me entertained
Money dance, money dance, just to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
A-$-A-P
I come from the bay where the Cudi say "Yee"
Touchdown in the town, I’m as big as KD
See NBA money, plant a fucking money tree
Diamonds, crystal geyser
Big body that 488’s wider
Pulling up like along came a spider
The fourth time I put a baby inside her

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Slob on my knob, like corn on the cob
I break a bitch, like Chyna did Rob
Put a ho to work, like she went and got a job
Everybody hit man, welcome to the mob (Mafia!)
Pull up another whip or something, yeah a different one
Fuck up another VIP or something, I been killing ’em
Smoke another zip or something, [?]
Take another sip or some, I ain’t lit enough
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Got them guns in my wraith
Got them ones everywhere, she got them buns in my face
I got girls on the pole, like they tryna win a race
Free that nigga Tay K, I just got another case
We get drugged up, and tear the club up
You too boring for the bitch, get your funds up
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
All these diamonds in the face
Fuck around and turn that bitch to Stevie Wonder
Yeah ho!

[Bridge: Belly]
Fuck with B and get some money (Belly)
Fuck with B and get some money (It’s me)
Fuck with B and get some money
Uh

[Verse 4: Belly]
Screaming "uhhh"; Master P
Baby that ass looking like a masterpiece
Used to open doors with a half a key
Fish scale by the whale, call it catch release
No limit to it, no limit
I’m still with the go-getters and the gorillas
Old paper got me dressed up like a dope dealer
Like a wholesale of money, smellin’ like a co-seller
It ain’t safe (no)
Check your bags on me, I don’t give a thang
Shoe box for my very first bank (hello)
I might pull up on your court with the tank (no limit!)

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

[Bridge: G-Eazy]
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck with G and get some money

[Intro: Juicy J]
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah, ho!
Yeah!

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

[Bridge: G-Eazy & French Montana]
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money (Montana)
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money (G-Eazy, han!)
Ayy, yeah, fuck- skrt, skrt!

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Lighters up, steam out the roof (roof, roof)
Pipe up, spittin’ like grill need a tooth (tooth, tooth)
Turnt-Turnt up, yeah, I need Camila in the group (group, group)
Paper up, double pumpin’, big with the loot (loot, loot)
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Million cash in a safe
French vanilla by the case
Fuck the cuffs are in my brace
Frenchy is the name, CB is the gang
Let’s call the boys, call a couple planes
Ring on like a mason
Pussy wet, cash long, Kyrie with the mask on
Keep a hunnit, come and get some hunnits
Fuck with me and get some money
We don’t make it disappear, David Copperfield
Drop top on the Ville like a lobster tail
Talk best box free like [?]
Talk the best bitch for a happy meal

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, in Miami partying with Puffy, ayy
She want to fuck, I told her bring her buddy, ayy
Yeah, suck a- suck a dick or something
Yeah, what’s understood ain’t gotta be explained, ayy
Strippers at 11 keep me entertained
Money dance, money dance, just to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
A-$-A-P
I come from the bay where the Cudi say "Yee"
Touchdown in the town, I’m as big as KD
See NBA money, plant a fucking money tree
Diamonds, crystal geyser
Big body that 488’s wider
Pulling up like along came a spider
The fourth time I put a baby inside her

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Slob on my knob, like corn on the cob
I break a bitch, like Chyna did Rob
Put a ho to work, like she went and got a job
Everybody hit man, welcome to the mob (Mafia!)
Pull up another whip or something, yeah a different one
Fuck up another VIP or something, I been killing ’em
Smoke another zip or something, [?]
Take another sip or some, I ain’t lit enough
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Got them guns in my wraith
Got them ones everywhere, she got them buns in my face
I got girls on the pole, like they tryna win a race
Free that nigga Tay K, I just got another case
We get drugged up, and tear the club up
You too boring for the bitch, get your funds up
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
All these diamonds in the face
Fuck around and turn that bitch to Stevie Wonder
Yeah ho!

[Bridge: Belly]
Fuck with B and get some money (Belly)
Fuck with B and get some money (It’s me)
Fuck with B and get some money
Uh

[Verse 4: Belly]
Screaming "uhhh"; Master P
Baby that ass looking like a masterpiece
Used to open doors with a half a key
Fish scale by the whale, call it catch release
No limit to it, no limit
I’m still with the go-getters and the gorillas
Old paper got me dressed up like a dope dealer
Like a wholesale of money, smellin’ like a co-seller
It ain’t safe (no)
Check your bags on me, I don’t give a thang
Shoe box for my very first bank (hello)
I might pull up on your court with the tank (no limit!)

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

[Bridge: G-Eazy]
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck with G and get some money

[Intro: Aminé]
I, yeah, I, hey
Hey-ey, uh
Hey, uh

[Verse 1: Aminé]
I was down, yeah, now I’m better (ayy)
Stuntin’ with my dogs like my first name Cruella (ruff)
Black girls love me ’cause a nigga got some feta (true)
And white girls love me like my first name Coachella (woo)
I’m a… kick drum (woo) I go pretty dumb (ayy)
West side nigga, 5-0-tree is where I’m from (true)
Lookin’ at my face, you could tell I know my place (I do)
You say, "Amen," I say, "Aminé"
Right after I say my grace

[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself

[Verse 2: Aminé]
I was broke (broke) now I’m stuntin’ like my daddy
Flyest under the sea, I’m gettin’ Krabby Patties (true)
Dukes gave me juice so this beat feel like it’s caffeine
Dreadlock nigga so my hair is pretty nappy (woo)
Boppers give me love (love), I could give a fuck (no)
Young Metro said he trust her so I gave the girl a hug (hey)
Well I got a bag of tricks, I don’t do the politics (true, true)
I rock yellow on some yellow like what purple is to Prince

[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
I wanna flex (woo), I wanna show off (hey)
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard (yeah)
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself (true)
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself

[Bridge: Nelly]
We’re all young and reckless
We fight for ourselves, it’s true (it’s true)
It’s good to be selfish (sometimes)
‘Cause most times they know they are too (hey)
We’re all young and reckless
We fight for ourselves, it’s true (it’s true)
It’s good to be selfish (sometimes)
‘Cause most times they know they are too (hey)

[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
I wanna flex (woo), I wanna show off (hey)
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard (yeah)
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself (true)
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself

[Chorus]
I’m a real street nigga for real
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
I wanna slap meat on her grill
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Big slimeball, yeah be for real
Y’all niggas was not for real
I am the realest of the realest
I just be really killin’
I just be really havin’ digits
I be gettin’ all the bitches
I be fuckin’ all the bitches
I got all your bitches
All these bitches on my dick
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits

[Verse 1]
All this money that I’m getting
Niggas hatin’, say I’m havin’ counterfeits
All these blue hundreds, all this rap money
Nigga think I’m selling bricks
But I got all this shit
You can have all this shit
Hundred rounds drums in it
You can have all this shit
I got more money motherfucker
Hell nah, ain’t worryin’ ’bout a bitch
Can’t get no money motherfucker
‘Cause you’re ’round here worryin’ ’bout a bitch
I got your bitch on my dick
Worryin’ ’bout me, worryin’ ’bout your bitch
Big money, big shit
Say I’m havin’ counterfeit
Real blue hundreds, bitch
Nigga you can check the strip
Playin’, you would get stripped
Niggas slime set trip
I’ll shoot him off the rip
Nigga playin’, get flipped
I just be flippin’ my money
Came up from the block, servin’ these junkies
Niggas ain’t gettin’ no money

[Chorus]
I’m a real street nigga for real
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
I wanna slap meat on her grill
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Big slimeball, yeah big for real
Y’all niggas win that for real
I am the realest of the realest
I just be really killin’
I just be really havin’ digits
I be gettin’ all the bitches
I be fuckin’ all the bitches
I got all your bitches
All these bitches on my dick
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits

[Verse 2]
A young nigga like me came from apartments, wasn’t shit, yeah
Now everywhere I go double cup and I keep a bad bitch
Hoes wanna hate, hoes wanna hate, guess what, fuck you bitch
You had the chance, be with the man, now I treat you like shit
Now I don’t show no love
Dirty lil bitch can’t get nothin’ but this dick
All this goddamn money all these hoes, all these hoes ain’t shit
I know how it go
Fuck for the money, been known the ho ain’t shit
Nah I don’t care for these hoes
Everywhere I go, treat these hoes like shit

[Chorus]
I’m a real street nigga for real
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
I wanna slap meat on her grill
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Big slimeball, yeah big for real
Y’all niggas win that for real
I am the realest of the realest
I just be really killin’
I just be really havin’ digits
I be gettin’ all the bitches
I be fuckin’ all the bitches
I got all your bitches
All these bitches on my dick
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits