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[Intro]
Let’s get it

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands

[Verse 1]
Man, I’m in these streets it’s been a long day (bands)
‘Bout to sign this deal and throw it all away (bands)
‘Bout to cop the crib that Dame lost today (bands)
Funny, look at them niggas that slippin’
You trippin’, no fear, my niggas, we get it (bands)
I’m looking down at the whole world through these glass ceilings (bands)
And when I step outside, bad bitches with me (bands)
Back in my section, twisting that la-la, can’t let it stress me (bands)
Wake up, fall asleep to Dizzy Gillespie (bands)
Ba-back it up and break it down (bands)
She gon’ bust it on this dick, you gon’ take her out of town (bands)
I put ice in my veeners, I put rubies in my crown (bands)
Count them stacks and blow them racks, niggas know who they around

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (la-la)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure (la-la)
I got bands

[Verse 2]
Work, work, work, work, pose, makin’ work (bands)
I gave her Pauly D, I’m a fuckin’ jerk (bands)
If we take all of these shots, we gon’ go berserk (bands)
Shut the fuck up, bitch, you trippin’
Really though lately don’t like to do lots of smoke
Lots of hoes down to blow (bands)
Vamanos, time to go, we gon’ go straight to the workin’ now (bands)
Now only my niggas I care about, fuckin’ ’round, bitch, you be carried out (bands)
Pharaoh nigga, high class (bands)
Selena at the cover, her booty, shine with your fly ass (bands)
Did you mean trendin’ top, Scott, La Flame, making G.O. chop (bands)
With a Russian, that model cop
And make your bitch-ass look microscop’
Yes Lord (bands)

[Interlude]
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (la-la)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure (la-la)
I got bands

[Interlude]
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands

[Verse 3]
Lately, I been goin’ crazy
Laughin’, drinkin’, find myself in arms of different women, huh
Toast it, I need to use my cerebellum
Tried to tell ‘em cut that rap shit all that wack shit’s underwhelming
Time’s ticking, palms itching
Mom’s tripping, tired of living, mad decisions, I’ll kill ‘em

[Interlude]
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (la-la)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure (la-la)
I got bands

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[Intro]
Aye, huh
Yeah
(I don’t even think y’all niggas ready)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SGULL
(They not ready bruh)
(Tay they ready?)
Yeah, yeah
(Tay said “No”)
What?
Yeah
Huh, huh

[Verse 1]
Bullets hit a nigga up, like I’m playin’ Pac-Man
Choppa got a kick back, leave him on a kick stand
Nigga call me doo-doo, yeah I’m the shit man
Nigga talking shit, so I fired on his bitch-ass
Glock freeze him up, call that freeze tag
Choppa leave him stuck, that’s a bitch man
If a nigga play, Imma hit him broad day
With the K
Make a nigga go, ah, yeah
Do the race, call it Tay-K, yeah
Fuckin’ on another nigga bae, yeah
Make a nigga shake, earthquake, yeah
Nigga I’m real, you fake, yeah
I be totin’ them glizzy, we love toting’ guns
I do it for real, you do it for fun
When an opp see me, you know they gon’ run
I hang out the window, shoot shit like Lebron
You know that I hit ’em, I had to get ’em
They thought I was bowlin’, I had to split ’em
7.62, cut him down the middle
Cookin him up like a fuckin’ McGriddle
Saw me in the game, and you know that Imma score, bitch
Pull up with the gang
Twist a finger make it bang
To be honest, I’m an animal, I can’t be tamed
Bullets fallin’ out the sky, let that bitch rain
2-3 shots, take him out with a bang
Back in the summer, I didn’t have a name
Now she suck on my dick while my balls be hangin’
Damn lil Choppa, she say that you slangin’
Hit it from the back, have her changin’ language

[Break]
Huh?
(*Ringer*)
What the fuck?
Bitch stop calling my phone!

[Verse 2]
I hit her one time then I leave her alone
I know I’m not right, ’cause I’m doin her wrong
Just like a dog, I just want a bone
We makin ’em serve, we serve in a cone
I’m a real nigga, you cannot clone
I’m cold with this shit like my first name was stone
I’m still a menace…
Huh? (What the fuck?)
I am a devil
Whole other level

[Refrain]
I’m clutchin’ my metal
Cook him like a vegetable
She eatin’ my dick like that bitch is an edible
I’m clutchin’ my metal
Cook him like a vegetable
She eatin’ my dick like that bitch is an edible
I’m clutchin’ my metal
Cook him like a vegetable
She eatin’ my dick like that bitch is an edible

[Verse 3]
Back in 8th grade, I was lame, I was bruisin’
Now I’m up in high school getting head from my tutor
Used to be a fighter, graduated to a shooter
Shoot him in the head, I’m tryna knock out his noodles
I’m a big dog, little nigga you a poodle
I sell a bitch a dream like my name Young Ruler
Pop off, like I’m Martin Luther
Bullets bless him, that’s a hallelujah

[Outro]
Hrrrrr
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
(They shootin’)
Slatt, Slatt
Choppa

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[Intro: Labrinth, Labrinth & Sia]
All eyes on we
Let’s run down streams of ecstasy (Yah, yah, yah)
September breeze, our clear blue skies are poetry (Yah, yah, yah)
Seven seas, we’re floating by the palm trees (Yah, yah, yah)
So come live your dreams in
Those simple letters, L-S
Those simple letters, L-S
Those simple letters, L-S
L-S-D

[Chorus: Labrinth & Sia]
Uh
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
I see you
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
Oh-oh-oh
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
Welcome to the wonderful world of
I’m here on Venus
It’s not what they told you, it’s
It’s what you told yourself
I’m here on Venus, woo
Welcome to the wonderful world of
I’m here on Venus
And now euphoria takes its revenge, come as you are

[Outro]
People of earth, boys and girls, children of all ages
Welcome to the wonderful world of
Labrinth, Sia and Diplo

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[Verse 1: Lykke Li]
I weigh the water, I feel it all
I ask myself a million questions in the dark
I lay in silence, but silence talks
It tells me that heaven is no closer than it was

[Pre-Chorus: Lykke Li]
My heart keeps pulling in the wrong direction
I’m about to cross the line
Looking for the wrong affection
Night after night
Trying to find a new distraction
Want to make it last all night
Everything that I’ve been mixin’
All mixed up inside

[Chorus: Lykke Li]
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings

[Post-Chorus: Lykke Li]
On and on and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings

[Verse 2: Lykke Li]
Make me psychotic, you pull away
You take the sane in me
And tear it like a page
Write you erotic, and I know you wait
Before you answer
Just to make me go insane

[Pre-Chorus: Lykke Li]
My heart keeps pulling in the wrong direction
I’m about to cross the line
Looking for the wrong affection
Night after night, I’m
Trying to find a new distraction
Want to make it last all night
Everything that I’ve been mixin’
All mixed up inside

[Chorus: Lykke Li]
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings

[Post-Chorus: Lykke Li]
On and on and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings
On and on and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings

[Bridge: Lykke Li]
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on

[Pre-Chorus: Lykke Li]
Oh-oh, keeps pulling in the wrong direction
I’m about to cross that line
Looking for the wrong affection
Night after night
Trying to find a new distraction
I wanna make it last all night
Everything that I’ve been mixin’
All mixed up inside

[Chorus: Lykke Li]
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings

[Post-Chorus: Lykke Li]
On and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings
On and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings

[Outro]
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on

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[Chorus]
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright

[Verse 1]
Houston, Texas, my teachers had weapons
I’d get my ass whipped, I learned my lesson
I often question, I often wonder
If I told this class I liked the nigga that sit in the back
How bad would it make me suffer? Agh
Smoke and fuck, we high as hell
We gon’ love each other, we let the night derail
Only time will tell, I’m under your spell
I lay on your chest, you wonder what’s next
I love when you breathe, it make me reflect

[Chorus]
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)

[Verse 2]
All of us in Jon’s car
Packed the trunk with merch, I was tryna be a star
Same time I was cool with Uzi, dawg, my life felt like a movie
I left my troubled home, Hollywood, what the fuck am I doing?
I finally found peace, I suck when I get it
I see worth in myself, I won’t run away again
I’m prayin’ for my friends, they prayin’ this won’t end
But I know it does, just like all things
In the end, it’s just me and my mood swings

[Bridge]
And the one-nine-nine (And the one-nine-nine-nine is comin’)
Is comin’, is comin’
And that one-nine-nine, boy (And the one-nine-nine-nine)
One-nine-nine is comin’, is comin’
(You know that it’s comin’)

[Chorus]
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)

[Outro]
My troubled home, Hollywood, what the fuck am I doing?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My troubled home, Hollywood, what the fuck am I doing?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah