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You tellin' me you leavin' 'cause it's hard Guess I should sit here while the devil dance on my soul Fire burnin' in my lungs, can't get the words off my tongue You're mine, I can trust you and I know that I know Who is them to compete with me? They ain't tryna roll up like us, I know, I know It was only my niggas that put me on They ain't give us one thing, and that I know You still might as well say you mine Just one look, I see the whole world in your eyes Combination on my heart, no one could get inside All the wrong ones want me, it's so bad Should I run, if I Please don't try to catch up this time I need someone to hold me, keep me safe in this world The moonshine, I can see it bloom in your eyes Don't try to hide if you cry, I see your tears fallin' on the floor Me, am I sorry? If you leave, please call me Please don't leave me all alone Don't just hate me, take the money You'll be fine without me Than without you, I just can't hold on While my feelings drift with the wind I have no friends You the only lover I need to see They throwing bombs and I don't have no shield It seem like you ain't come around all year Modification engines, I'm dependent Done winning, I'm turnt for the year Changin' my denim, linen got me feelin' like I'm the richest one here, yeah I'm the party, pull up, get it started Got your friend all in my ear, yeah Half a ticket Richard Mille Bentley, jumpin' off the Lear You tellin' me you leavin' 'cause it's hard Guess I should sit here while the devil dance on my soul Fire burnin' in my lungs, can't get the words off my tongue You're mine, I can trust you and I know that I know Who is them to compete with me? They ain't tryna roll up like us, I know, I know It was only my niggas that put me on They ain't give us one thing, and that I know

(Ayo Bans, what you cookin'?) (It's Malik on the track) (Cook that shit up, Jay) It's YoungBoy (Khris James, what the fuck?) Street nigga, and she got a repressive body Youngin', don't you want your life? Don't be stupid, this ain't kamikaze How you 'posed to hustle? You can't focus, you out here takin' Roxies Knowin' I got the trick like hocus-pocus for to drop the boxes Hold your own, young man Hold, hold Don't remember no love, oh Inside the streets, you wrong, go New York in a peacoat, catch me jumpin' out of taxis Just paid ten million for my taxes, no time for flashin' Transaction active, he too flashy What's the worse perhaps could happen? Result in him tied up on the other side of the bed, stuffed under the mattress Tryna twist my world around like she a Rubik's Cube Tryna bring some love around to stop my hustle, I'll murder Cupid She say, "You don't deserve me, stupid, you fuckin' jerk, let go of my shirt" Since grandma died, I ain't go to church, she a gospel woman, the past hurt In a eight Atlantic section, hand in a pot, I'm with VL Been a chef before a rapper, I was tryna show 'em that my recipes still good still Duckin' from Atlanta still, they didn't [?], they told a cop Tell the bosses in my town, "I'm on the line, hold your cigar" Shots fired, we send 'em back, the neighbors say they saw us And they knowin' we can't control it but try protectin' they lil' boy Feelin' insecure, I could work you good but feel like a lil' boy That's just me, I'm thinkin' out loud but your bitch'll tell you, I go hard I done jumped up on my sleep, I'm on K2, it's not that boy No direction, ain't no plans, just tell Chris to just press record Just bought a new house for my girl, my daughters, and my lil' boys Six million, bitch, I'm sittin' on top the mountain like a stolo, nigga Hold your own, young man Hold, hold Don't remember no love, oh Inside the streets, you wrong Just did time, became hustler, tryna turn it from backwards (What that mean?) He been tryna make the money, keep on stackin' Education out the streets, don't need no lecture, pass Where I'm from, police, they don't like me 'cause I'm a rich fuckin' bastard Turn it up, I go faster, I come from stolen cars to my own whip Got a shooter inside with me, ain't got no name, they like, "Who own him?" Told the youngin', "Don't leave the backside of that Nawf," they like, "Who zoned him?" Finally rich, I came home and turned around, they said, "They cloned him" Mathematics gon' switch my whole position, we play with numbers here Started indie, puttin' shit in the grave, this be them diggers, yeah Green flag tattoos all on they face, and they be quick to kill From the environment, holdin' my bitch body was an attempt to get me drilled That [?] oughta murder, look who standin' still Audemars, can't stainless steel Portrait painter can't even paint the kid D.A. tryna paint the picture A lie, I can't, the truth, I bid Signing gentle bonds, still set the bid Dreamin' of contract business as a kid Hold your own, young man Hold, hold Don't remember no love, oh Inside the streets, you wrong

[Intro] (I got Hitman on the beat) Uh (Top, nigga) [Verse 1] Spin it, don't compare me to these broke-ass niggas I ain’t never blow the whistle Still see all my hoes official Know I control it by buyin' all the stolen pistols, yeah Can't tell me shit ’bout nothin' he said, he'll leave you dead, I know my nigga We make hot, exotic rentals When you see that window roll down Don't fight back 'til that pole sound This KelTec could knock hoes down Bitch, get up out the way Youngin sixteen, that's who we got with the Drac' and he ain't got no aim Uh, frontin’ that frrt and blowin’ flames We gon' fight these cases with tactics, we don’t give no names 4KTrey pallbearers, gravediggers, free Five, they got my slime in chains Talk 'nough rah-rah, niggas, these niggas gon' die they touch my fuckin' chain Mhm [Chorus] Kickin’ shit, mhm I hit that bitch, mhm I kick my stick, mhm I'm with that shit, that mhm Got hella bats, mhm Big-ass gats, mhm Foreign whips, mhm My bitch got a big old ass, mhm [Verse 2] Haha, laughin', but I'll shoot you in your shit, hold up, baow, baow Take her, then I turn up your lil' bitch, hold up, wow, wow I came with it, make her scrape this extra water on my wrist I got the money, I'm juggin', I'm bouncin', I'm bootin', know nothin' 'bout no juggernaut I got them youngins, them hitters, them killers, you know they gon' turn this shit up a notch I got your ho and she bootin', I buy her a booty, she take 'em all to your spot I put your bitch on a mission, she comin' back with it, I buy her Chanel, uh Bitch, I crash out with that semi, they gon' call 12 Do the dash from them, skrrt We don't stop for nothin', skrrt Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt I'm a savage on these hoes I don't wait for nothin', we'll drive off for to split them on the road [Chorus] Kickin' shit, mhm I hit that bitch, mhm I kick my stick, mhm I'm with that shit, that mhm Got hella bats, mhm Big-ass gats, mhm Foreign whips, mhm My bitch got a big old ass, mhm [Outro] Do the dash from them, skrrt We don't stop for nothin', skrrt Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt I'm a savage on these hoes I don't wait for nothin', we'll drive off for to split them on the road Hold up, mhm, I'm with that shit Mhm, I kick my stick

Cook that shit up TNT Khris James, what the fuck My sound, rude boy sound (Ah) My sound, my sound, jungle sound In my town, it ain't calm, it's too real Out at night, protect your life when in the field, get hit with that steel Gun sounds in my grandma house, I hear them all night None your business, stay up out my life, the gangstas, they be tellin' lies My sound, it 'round the town My sound, make the hoes turn around My sound, not playin' with the sound My sound, kill, kill sound Shoot what it is, I'm out my mind, I got your son bangin' slime Who left him dead up inside the neighborhood?, that was I Don't cross that line, respect my mind, bitch I'm gon' hit you with that iron I'm a grimy motherfucker, tell them Trinidad my kind Shit look we bang too, what it is you wanna do? Oh you wanna try me, I'm gon' slump you and then flex on you bitches like Big Dump do I don't dance, I just bop, you gotta watch inside the party She wanna fuck, let me record it My music make her act retarded (Slime) My sound, it 'round the town My sound, make the hoes turn around My sound, not playin' with the sound My sound, kill kill sound My sound, rude boy sound My sound, jungle sound My sound, jungle sound My sound My sound

My time came back 'round, and it's right now Know that they were thinkin' that they want me for to lose Know that they were pressin', they was tryna find clues I popped out, now I'm the news Everything green in the inside Pray to get it on when we slide Everything that I say, know I can show for it Mama said, "No," sold dope for it And I even sung up in the choir I ain't even partied, stayed in, and now I'm out now I done seen them tell you that they love you to death and then they walk out Let off shots, hit the ground, the only thing that he ain't walk off And it's a sad thing to say, but they know not to play with my dog Hundred plaques inside my proof vault For when they try to say that we ain't have to make a way Made more funds, I had to buy more guns to make it through the day Tell me that my baby mamas don't deserve everything Tell me that my brothers don't need money after goin' through all this pain Slime say he ain't a rapper and he ain't trippin', I say, "Nigga, get it" I ain't against you, thug, I'm with you, thug, if you ever need it, I'm comin' with it Had it hard when I was comin' up and I know my mama proud I did it High up in the sky, ain't comin' down, tell them all for to mind they business Got put in a cycle, then I broke the mold They don't like me, better not try it, only thing the game give a black rose How the fuck you always right and I'm always wrong? How you feel? I gotta keep one tight, fight for your life or might not make it home But I say my time now My time came back 'round, and it's right now Know that they were thinkin' that they want me for to lose Know that they were pressin', they was tryna find clues I popped out, now I'm the news Shoot dice for to pay my fifty-dollar phone bill Every day, shot basketball with Toby, with JJ, I'd pop pills My brother Three, he used to go to school, I was breakin' up in houses stealin' Back and forth to jail just like my cousin Derek, but that's how we lived Where I'm from, it's either focus or get killed In a lifetime, it be millions that ain't make it out for real I know niggas sold drugs when I was a child and they still You ain't gotta grow up fast, this shit ain't leavin', it'll be here This shit hurt so deep and bad, it make us all shed a tear I gotta get me a bag, I'm talkin' right now My momma phonin', know they want me for to lose They don't really love me as bad as they talk, huh? Hustle or don't get it, I'm the one who had to choose My time came back 'round, and it's right now Know that they were thinkin' that they want me for to lose Know that they were pressin', they was tryna find clues I popped out, now I'm the news I'm the news now Yeah, I, I knew that day in prison, they was tryna find clues on a nigga and all that other shit Like, they, they, they playin' them blues on me, they ain't believe Like, they ain't really think nothin' of this, you know, until we turned it into somethin' Shit, we, we still carryin' on Yeah, and we still stayin' strong Forever

(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?) Mmm Hmm, hmm, hmm Ayy, free lil' Johnny, alright Mob dreams, jumpin' out the bottom the pot Yeah, it's Slime My girl peach, free Von B Free my daddy and free Phat Beezy If we strapped up, then we ridin' deep And it's back to back static 'til we get even Who is that at the front door? Point the chopper at the peephole They lookin' for Slimeto, okay Slime-ass nigga, don't come this way 38 baby, duckin' murder cases Poppin' out, keep a mask like Jason .223 and it hold the casings I bang red, control the bases I don't sell no yola, baby But my cousin, he get big dope straight from out the Nola, change the trenches I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga I play with them choppers, nigga And I'm quick to pop somethin', yeah, ask my mama, nigga I'm the fuckin' dada, nigga Try to pull off, get followed with it My young niggas, they come out the window, fft, fft That's why the feds tryna lock a nigga Pick it up, hold it, just move it, don't lose it I got that shit for to blow out the fuses Talk to lil' mama, she fuck with my music She said that she know me from off of a news clip Run through a million, I bloodied the cruise ship I got it, ain't stoppin', I'm trainin' my body I'm on it, I'm poppin', up, down, no hydraulic From the Nawf, free my brother BB out the bottom Southside, northside, and [?] That's Bway, they off Shellwood I don't need no counselor 'cause my mail good Bitch, I got a card that you dare pull Left bodies in my own hood Yeah, pull off, then turn right on Highland, tryna see if cuzzo's phone good Slime-ass nigga, don't come this way 38 baby, duckin' murder cases Poppin' out, keep a mask like Jason .223 and it hold the casings I bang red, control the bases I don't sell no yola, baby But my cousin, he get big dope straight from out the Nola, change the trenches I see mob dreams, jumpin' out the bottom the pot How that fuckin' boy dope like that? He straight pure drop From the streets, he be in jail back-to-back, life a hard knock Soon as he get locked up, they ship his ass 'cause he gon' bond out Different cars, I throw out faces, I'm the shit, this YoungBoy, baby I want the money, she fuck with me daily, can't stay in her place, she be bringin' her babies Modifications, skrrt, I got the whips, I don't trip, I don't drive it on daily Two million garage, this not a façade, I'm fuckin' with God and you know where it's [?] Body language, you tell it, I'm holdin' my own, they callin' my phone, I'm hittin' decline I'm on top of they neck, I'm pressure, they cannot recline He run, I'ma blow out his spine Fuck with me, you know we slangin' iron, I'm gon' punish them Do or die, who it's gon' be? It's you or I, I got a drum for him My girl peach, free Von B Free my daddy and free Phat Beezy If we strapped up, then we ridin' deep And it's back to back static 'til we get even Who is that at the front door? Point the chopper at the peephole They lookin' for Slimeto, okay Slime-ass nigga, don't come this way 38 baby, duckin' murder cases Poppin' out, keep a mask like Jason .223 and it hold the casings I bang red, control the bases I don't sell no yola, baby But my cousin, he get big dope straight from out the Nola, change the trenches I'm a fuckin' problem, nigga

[Intro] (You know this a Priority) (It's Ricci) [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] You know you my go-to You know you my, yeah You know you my go-to You know you my, you my, oh [Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] I could see why another man threatened by me Take your woman, put her on jet, send her overseas I ain't finished yet, I got a big check Could buy a big yacht, boardin' on a big jet Love is your body, it rocks, I get behind it, you pop It's gon' go down in the car You throw it back and you clap, I rolled a five and cigar I won't get down in your heart (Ooh) Dress up the way that she like I got the money and you can have what you need I mean, don't be mean, you know Everything ain't what it seem, most precious thing in my dream You, you, you all I need Confessin' it through Pro Tools You know you my go-to, you know you my go-to Demands to pay ransom, you know I hold you They rappin', they cappin', that what I told you Thеy tellin' lies, you know that realеst one is I You know that they real, don't come disguised [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] You know you my go-to You know you my, yeah You know you my go-to You know you my, you my, oh [Verse 2: Kehlani] I don't say this enough You the reason I believe in love You the reason I could change this much (Much) I changed for us Kill my pride to stand beside you Hold me by so I could find you When you're wrong, I'm right behind you, I recognize you In this deep, deep You scare me 'cause you can see me Grown, how you know how to treat me I need you 'cause you don't need me and I feel treasured I'm the real you Build me up, I'll build you, hold me down, I'll heal you, yeah Let's go up, let's go up, let's go down Let's run it back up, let's mile high club, let's show out, yeah Let's get fucked up, get a big black truck, slimy all night Best friend, wifey, right here, go-to, yeah [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Kehlani] You know you my go-to (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah) You know you my (You know you my, I), yeah You know you my go-to (Oh-uh) You know you my, you my, oh (My, my)

[Intro] Look (17, 17) I told him I'll blow this out D-Roc, D-Roc Look [Chorus] Panamera convertible, still ain't lookin' like I'm richer Dior fit straight out the stores, still look like I'm out them trenches Felon that still deal with copes, still gon' send them fuckin' hitters Know I be on hella dope, still on drank to find my rhythm Yeah, pussy niggas can't still keep up with me Yeah, he been killin' shit, but still can't fuck with me Yeah, I got slimes that bang that fire, but still gon' shoot for free Twelve can't control me, no, I'm on dope, dope, dope [Verse 1] I don't let shit go, I say, "No, no, no" I just bought a brand new Glock and it ain't come up out the store If an opp try to block me off, I shoot this bitch right on the road I keep drugs inside my body and won't lеt 'em take my soul Uh, uh, dope ass, nigga look likе he selling dope, huh? (Ass) Pistol totin' ass nigga, keep that pole, huh (Keep that) Check his swag, he act bad with these hoes, huh (With these, ah) Killed that nigga 'bout that dissing, bet they know now He wan' just be like his cousin Meechy, real fuckin' slime He wan' be just like that nigga Yeezy, he want Rolls, huh? (He want Rolls) He just wan' be real fuckin' shiesty like his uncle, huh? (Like his unc') He just wan' be real fuckin' icey like he Santa son He say he don't wanna be nobody, he wanna be Lil Top (Be me) He say he don't give a fuck about it, just give him the guap (Nah, for real) He say, "Y'all could make an album 'bout it, just don't fuckin' try" Get the fuckin' industry on your side, you still gon' die [Chorus] Panamera convertible, still ain't lookin' like I'm richer (Skrrt, skrrt) Dior fit straight out the stores, still look like I'm out them trenches Felon that still deal with copes, still gon' send them fuckin' hitters Know I be on hella dope, still on drank to find my rhythm Yeah, pussy niggas can't still keep up with me Yeah, he been killin' shit, but still can't fuck with me Yeah, I got slimes that bang that fire, but still gon' shoot for free Twelve can't control me, no, I'm on dope, dope, dope [Verse 2] I'm probably fuckin' on yo' ho (Fuckin' on yo') No, they can't control me, probably spit on that lil' ho, yeah Put me back in jail and I was still in there, on dope Know that we don't give no fuck, try splittin' him on the road (Yeah, yeah) That my bro Who be out the window? Mike Amiri, know I put it on Gon' get killed if you don't kill me and I know I made it known I'ma flex on 'em, told the bitch, "Don't call my phone" Sent the blitz on 'em, run 'em down like bam, bam, bam Don't give a fuck 'bout who up here, we could shoot it down (Down) Don't give a fuck 'bout if you with it, you a part of the crowd, clown You gon' die while you up in here when that blicky make the sound Probably catch me smokin' loud, ridin' 'round in a [Chorus] Panamera convertible, still ain't lookin' like I'm richer Dior fit straight out the stores, still look like I'm out them trenches Felon that still deal with copes, still gon' send them fuckin' hitters Know I be on hella dope, still on drank to find my rhythm Yeah, pussy ass niggas can't still keep up with me Yeah, he been killin' shit, but still can't fuck with me Yeah, I got slimes that bang that fire, but still gon' shoot for free Twelve can't control me, no, I'm on dope, dope, dope

(We love you Heavy) Oh (Say 10, stay dangerous) Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six Chains across a nigga neck, it cost me a brick Throw away the burner, and you know I had to throw away my bitch (Medusa Got That Pressure) Cross the line, nigga, Top gon' introduce you to some raw shit New 23, I bought this, they don't know nothin' 'bout this Tryna flash 'em, blast 'em, smash 'em, then go change my outfit Goldman's Sachs, got that 4 Magnum, I be on straight boss shit Bullets feel like Rolls, I let you have 'em if you cross me It's a new Patek, my nigga, I'm strapped up, they ain't check my denim It go down, straight up, we send him, bro'nem let off shots out rentals Four new million, don't be speakin', they be tryna find my brother Be tryna find out how I killed 'em Check my swag, it's like a Demon ridin' Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six With them demon babies, wet the block, Osama crazy Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin' faces Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell 'em I be YoungBoy, baby Look, slidin' in a Porsche, turned up in my rear view Think I hear Big Dump inside my ear, don't let 'em steal you We be standin' on shit throughout the year, they get killed too Vacuum seal, that money dried up, and my tears too Lil' bro ain't even out of middle school, but on pills too Any keeper to the [?] of you, he gon' get at you Let a nigga try to top off fightin', we gon' hit at you Keep an evil look inside my eyes, I'm on Jigga, ooh Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six With them demon babies, wet the block, Osama crazy Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin' faces Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell 'em I be YoungBoy, baby Beatin' 'em in that dumper, it [?] dealin' credentials Stick be full of lead, that's pencils, they'll write you off if you whistle I got shit I put in order, they think that youngin' my [?] We go toe-to-toe with katanas, shovel graveyards, that's my summer I ain't use no gloves to package, that's my fingerprints, redo shippin' We let junior drive, road blastin', ten from out the MAC just to flip 'em Change your 'fit, switch out your pants, and burn the rental (Yeah, yeah) Well-trained, 4KTrey, hollow sounds, fuckin' spin 'em Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six With them demon babies, wet the block, Osama crazy Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin' faces Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell 'em I be YoungBoy, baby

[Intro] (Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?) Yeah, ah, woah (Saucey) [Verse 1] Oh, five times, nigga, hit my brother with that iron, he ain't die and you know he shot back I been missin' Kay since I told her for to go and I know she'll never come back Millionaire with no million-dollar house, you do you and I'm good with that Nene left and they saw I was sad, saw me down, thought I'd never shake back Put a twenty on top of that twenty, come out forty mil', and I'm fuckin' with that In the booth like the trap and I'm servin', the man of the year, that's the number-one plaque They ain't want me to win when I turned up my swag At thе Holiday Inn with a secondary strap I done stopped ovеr here for to fuck with my bills, I'm gon' slime my way back to the Nawf after that He watch the rearview, he know if it's gon' only come out with his head on the dash No, they don't like me but I keep my foot on they neck, and they know that I step on the gas Know that my brother, he gotta get mutual respect and if you disrespect, that's your ass I did this shit that's forever gon' sit on my heart For that bag, it was part of the plan [Chorus] He is a lost soul survivor And assassination been attempted from rivals And he say that they all gon' die When talons fly, they wanna wash away your life, who they desire [Verse 2] Drop a bag, leave him dead for the shit that he said He been focused on rap, and I'm straight with the killing Get the drop, I been waitin', but I know we gon' get it Youngin' bangin' the strap at the top of his fitted Thirty shots at the car, and they still ain't hit me I be fine 'cause I know that my ancestor with me I be aided all night too whenever I'm out Took the top off that Audi, turned that bitch to a sprinter I took so many losses and came out a winner On the block, I'ma clap 'em when we up in the winter They know that a nigga been dealin' with feelings I'm not lovin' these women or fuckin' with niggas Look at myself, I see blood on the picture Remove 'em and then I get back to them digits I throw a fifty, that tension, the ditch him The reason he slumped, DOA in the Bentley They don't know everything I did for this Bang it off back-to-back, I live for this In the northside sick, they ain't cure the kid See that boy out of line and I zip the bitch I give these niggas a energy kick In the Benz with a Spider and a eight in that bitch Standin' on business, I cater the list Leave him dead in a foreign on the side his kid [Chorus] He is a lost soul survivor And assassination been attempted from rivals And he say that they all gon' die When talons fly, they wanna wash away your life, who they desire [Outro] I keep you rollin', this life that I chosen, got the one creep up on me I be posted where the sun don't shine And this the life of a shotta, I say that it's so deep (And, oh) (Get it on 'til we can't for YoungBoy, sendin' shots through the night) (Lone soul, stuntin' down, no, he ain't, say he gon' be the last one to survive)

[Intro] I got Hitman on the beat Havokondabeat, bitch Big steppin', no, no, no, no, I ain't worried Yeah, man, they dyin' on the curb Yeah, they die, but I ain't worried, look [Verse 1] Look, niggas cliquin' up like hoes, huh Pull up and I'm strapped down with a lot of poles You better have your flag if that's the gang you chose (Let's go) You better hit the gas and get your name unknown (Bitch) [Chorus] Nigga, this is a TEC-9 (Pew, pew, fah, fah) Pull up at the right time, let the window down (Rrah, rrah) You wan' bang out, we gon' bang out, you won't fuck with slime I leave that paint out, X your name out, put your name online I say that list that put them bodies straight up in thе dirt Young nigga live like kamikaze, might diе to get you murked Check out my pants, check out my shirt What's tucked up in come with a burst If they up in, we come and search Next time we spin, you gon' get murked [Verse 2] You scared to take your ass to church And can't no pastor stop no headshot Out the window with that red-dot, shooter sped off Knocked out that bitch, head off I'm the murder man (Pew, pew, baow, baow) No time for playin', this Glock come with a burst Bitch, try anything Nigga, this that Squid Game Bitch, I make 'em cop out When he catch him, let that six hang Bet he gon' get knocked off We gon' bang out, we gon' bang out, ain't no standin' down We let that stick off from the street while all your family 'round If you want beef, my brothers creep Fire from the Glock put you to sleep I'm in the Bayou, in the seat Big slimes petite, we wet your feet We bend your curb, bitch, play with me Bitch, they gon' bury you in a week You know YB fuck all them streams I love to hear the chopper speak [Chorus] Nigga, this is a TEC-9 (Pew, pew, fah, fah) Pull up at the right time, let the window down (Rrah, rrah) You wan' bang out, we gon' bang out, you won't fuck with slime I leave that paint out, X your name out, put your name online I say that list that put them bodies straight up in the dirt Young nigga live like kamikaze, might die to get you murked Check out my pants, check out my shirt What's tucked up in come with a burst If they up in, we come and search Next time we spin, you gon' get murked [Verse 3] In the hood I grew up, I was taught not to bluff Strapped down in the truck, doped up, bitch Time to shoot up the scene, Glock .17, no lemon squeeze and no switch I'ma make you scream right off the bat, I up this Gat', so don't flinch Can't get this monkey off my back, I'm poppin' pills with dopin' Navigator with a TEC-9, fuck a hater, bitch, it's my time Been havin' thoughts on slangin' iron since my big brother Dave died Certified stepper 'bout mine, come off the top with that iron Up out my motherfuckin' mind, certain they gon' die by my fire I beat the block 'til I die, no sense in grandpa keep tryin' I got my flag, I'm throwin' signs behind enemy lines Control the gas, the one who drivin', bang that red, he a slime Got low eyes, but still don't try me I'm strapped and ready right now, nigga, ah [Chorus] Nigga, this is a TEC-9 (Pew, pew, fah, fah) Pull up at the right time, let the window down (Rrah, rrah) You wan' bang out, we gon' bang out, you won't fuck with slime I leave that paint out, X your name out, put your name online I say that list that put them bodies straight up in the dirt Young nigga live like kamikaze, might die to get you murked Check out my pants, check out my shirt What's tucked up in come with a burst If they up in, we come and search Next time we spin, you gon' get murked, bitch [Outro]

[Intro] Pipe that shit up, TnT [Chorus] Tryna take my pain but staying the same Fuck you, you can die Tryna heal my soul with the smoke, see my life in that fire Tell me I ain't it, you don't want me, you ain't gotta lie All burners F.N., let him suffer, he ain't gotta die Huh, drop your stupid ass off just me and my dawg Steady tellin' him how the bitch get down Why he steady telling me, she ain't love me at all? Came from the street, I was ready for the beef Me and Ten strapped down when we walk through the mall I 'membеr that day you would ride me around I remеmber sneaking in and out papa house Trailblazer with a Glock in a bag, two pounds They got Dracs, they send a case New Orleans lying to my face, I left my heart in no place I spilt some R in a Wraith Tell 'em, ten and I take it to another level Go and buy another bezel Oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse] They throw signs, ain't no treason I'ma take that dive out the deep end Then I'm on that slime allegiance Fuck these hoes, they can go I don't need no set back, just need you to sit back Point me where that check at Ain't fucked up 'bout money But it's comin' in, comin' in, stackin' on top of each other I ain't tellin' them about nothin' Come through dumpin' and dumpin', they flip 'em and step on another Startin' to feel a nigga gettin' dumber and dumber I'm knowin' that I should not trust her Scarred for real, all out war in the field I'm holdin' fifteen in my llama Never give up and that's word to my momma Making 'em happy, mistake me for Donna Show us somethin' different, mistake me for daddy I'm the one know where the place you can find 'em I'm the one who [set the African times?][1:24] She knowin' I miss her, she knowin' I'm wantin' her But everything she been making me go through, I been holding against her [Chorus] Tryna take my pain but staying the same Fuck you, you can die Tryna heal my soul with the smoke, see my life in that fire Tell me I ain't it, you don't want me, you ain't gotta lie All burners F.N., let him suffer, he ain't gotta die Huh, drop your stupid ass off just me and my dawg Steady tellin' him how the bitch get down Why he steady telling me, she ain't love me at all? Came from the street, I was ready for the beef Me and Ten strapped down when we walk through the mall I 'member that day you would ride me around I remember sneaking in and out papa house Trailblazer with a Glock in a bag, two pounds They got Dracs, they send a case New Orleans lying to my face, I left my heart in no place I spilt some R in a Wraith Tell 'em, ten and I take it to another level Go and buy another bezel Oh, oh, oh, oh

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[Intro] (Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff) [Chorus] I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that shit for fun (Beep, beep) For every mill' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (Dumb) I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One) Smokin' a Back' full of that gas, almost lost my lung (My lung) I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk 1600, got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt (Frrah) The FN-57 all on my waist, there’s no need for me to pop the trunk (Trunk, you too) You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love (My love) [Verse 1] You should enjoy your whole day 'cause I am good, my love (I'm good, my love) How you keep tryna make me fuck but you don't even wan' suck? Both of my pockets they stuffed, uh Bank account tryna erupt (Woah, yeah) I can never go bankrupt (Woah, yeah) I put your bitch in the tub, yeah I don't believe in good luck (Yeah, I don't) Knuck if you buck, make her nut (What? What?) She never slept in my house (House) Hit it twelve times in my own Bentley truck, yeah I just get geeked off the drugs, yeah Sometimes I check on my plug, yeah I get money with some Crips, yeah I get money with some Bloods, yeah But you don't know, uh You ain't never seen my other side Complexion, that's from my mother's side Don't got the waves that's my brother's side (No) I will give you almost everything (Everything) You don’t have to just take some of mine (No) Rockin' VETEMENTS from the summer line (Summer line) And you know it is the Wintertime (Yeah) [Chorus] I get the bands, count the blue cheese (Woo), I do that shit for fun (Slatt, let's go, fun) For every mill' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (Dumb, dumb) I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One, one) Smokin' a Back' full of that gas, almost lost my lung (My lungs) I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk (Skunk, skunk) 1600, got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt (Uh, huh) The FN-57 all on my waist, there's no need for me to pop the trunk (Trunk) You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love (Yeah) [Verse 2] You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love (Cuff, uh) You keep tryna make me cuff, but you keep playin' with my love (Cuff, why?) I don't even cuff my jeans, why would I make a thot, uh, my queen? (My queen) She wanna fuck my team, I could blow that bitch to smithereens (Let's go) I said fuck your team, we pulled up just like the Marines (The Marines, yeah) Nigga don't want no beef, I ain't never never eatin' no Jimmy Dean's, yeah Yeah, as far as I go to pop a bean She sniff coke, that lil' bitch a fiend, yeah Yeah, she not countin' money Not crack cards, but she know now reef, ayy Y'all niggas, y'all too funny Jim Carrey me, myself and Irene (Irene) I might start sellin' trees, just the way I always got leaves I might start sellin' plants, just the way your bitch ate up the seed (Yeah) Chanel pearl came out a clam, this shit on my neck look like beads, ayy [Chorus] I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that shit for fun (Yeah, yeah, let's go, fun) For every mill' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (Dumb-dumb) I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One, one) Smokin' a Back' full of that gas, almost lost my lung (My lungs) I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk (Smell like skunk) 1600, got a couple opps in the city and they all gon' hunt (Frrah) The FN-57 all on my waist, there's no need for me to pop the trunk (Trunk) You keep tryna make me wan' cuff, but you keep playin' with my love (Love)

Baby, I like your style Grips on your waist Front way, back way You know that I don't play Streets not safe But I never run away Even when I'm away Oti, oti, there's never much love when we go OT I pray to make it back in one piece I pray, I pray That's why I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time 'fore I go Higher powers taking a hold on me I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time 'fore I go Higher powers taking a hold on me Baby, I like your style Strength and guidance All that I'm wishin' for my friends Nobody makes it from my ends I had to bust up the silence You know you gotta stick by me Soon as you see the text, reply me I don't wanna spend time fighting We've got no time And that's why I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time 'fore I go Higher powers taking a hold on me I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time 'fore I go Higher powers taking a hold on me Got a pretty girl and she love me long time Wine it, wine it, and she love me long time Ooh yeah, very long time Back up, back up, back up and wine it Back up, back up and wine it Girl, just back up, back up, back up and wine it Ooh yeah, very long time Back, up, back up and wine it, girl Ooh, tell me I need to know, where do you wanna go? 'Cause if you're down, I'll take it slow Make you lose control Where, where, where Where, where, where, where (ooh yeah, very long time) (Back, up, back up and wine it, girl) 'Cause if you're down (back up, back up and) 'Cause if you're down (back up, back up and) 'Cause if you're down (back up, back up and) I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time 'fore I go Higher powers taking a hold on me I need a one dance Got a Hennessy in my hand One more time 'fore I go Higher powers taking a hold on me

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert] Final fantasy (Fi, Fi) That's what i'm on Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! red, Blue All that sh!t, Blue, Whatever Fu*king bozo, Whatever [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Final fantasy, Got the strategy Final fantasy, She can't stand me (Yeah! fi, Fi) Final fantasy, She can't stand up Final fantasy, She can't last with me (Woah! fi, Fi) Final fantasy, This a new life Final fantasy, This a trilogy (Yeah! fi, Fi) Final fantasy, This not moonrock Probably smoking on my latest enemy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, Got the strategy (Yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand me (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand up Final fantasy, She can't last with me (Fi, Fi, Woah!) Final fantasy, This a new life (Yeah!) Final fantasy, This a trilogy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, This not moonrock (No) Probably smoking on my latest enemy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] Final fantasy, This a new life (Yeah!) Final fantasy, This some new ice (Fi, Fi) Final fantasy, Changed my religion Just so i can have two wives (Fi, Fi) Final fantasy, That's a x pill (Woah!) Final fantasy, That's a sex pill (Fi, Fi, Woah!) Got a xan' in me, You not family (Yeah!) I still be out here catching racks still (Fi, Fi, Oh! oh) I cannot live if we gotta go apart (Gotta go) Gotta fold, I can really just know your part (Fi, Fi) Gotta watch out for demons in kingdom hearts (Fi, Fi) [Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert] Hearts (Fi, Fi) Oh! oh! oh! oh! (Yeah! fi, Fi) Oh! oh! oh! oh! (I can't take it, Fi, Fi) Oh! oh! oh! oh! (I can't do this sh!t, Fi, Fi) Oh! oh! oh! oh! (Yeah! fi, Fi) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Final fantasy, Got the strategy Final fantasy, She can't stand me (Fi, Fi, Yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand up Final fantasy, She can't last with me (Fi, Fi, Woah!) Final fantasy, This a new life Final fantasy, This a trilogy (Fi, Fi, Yeah!) Final fantasy, This not moonrock Probably smoking on my latest enemy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, Got the strategy (Yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand me (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand up Final fantasy, She can't last with me (Fi, Fi, Woah!) Final fantasy, This a new life (Yeah!) Final fantasy, This a trilogy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, This not moonrock Probably smoking on my latest enemy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) [Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! (Fi, Fi) Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! (Fi, Fi) Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! (Fi, Fi) Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! (Fi, Fi) [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Final fantasy, At the mercy Foreign girl, Yeah! she say, "Merci" (Merci, Fi, Fi) I'm a space cadet, Final fantasy She said, "Uzi, Can you fu*king land in me?" (Fi, Fi) Pu$$y pink, I pull up in some salmon seats What i do? tell me why they mad at me (Fi, Fi) I can never hear what they be talking about 'cause i'm probably on my final fantasy (Fi, Fi) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Final fantasy, Got the strategy Final fantasy, She can't stand me (Fi, Fi, Yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand up Final fantasy, She can't last with me (Fi, Fi, Woah!) Final fantasy, This a new life Final fantasy, This a trilogy (Fi, Fi, Yeah!) Final fantasy, This not moonrock Probably smoking on my latest enemy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, Got the strategy (Yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand me (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand up Final fantasy, She can't last with me (Fi, Fi, Woah!) Final fantasy, This a new life (Yeah!) Final fantasy, This a trilogy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, This not moonrock Probably smoking on my latest enemy (Fi, Fi, Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) [Outro: Lil Uzi Vert] Final fantasy, Got the strategy (Yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand me (Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't stand up (Yeah!) Final fantasy, She can't last with me (Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, This a new life (Yeah!) Final fantasy, This a trilogy (Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!) Final fantasy, This not moonrock (Yeah!) Probably smoking on my latest enemy (Fi, Fi)

Push up (what? What?) Push up (woo) Push up, yeah (woo) Push up (what? Woo) Push (yeah) Push (slatt) Push (blatt) Uh, ridin' 'round town with the Draco, bih D-R-A-C-O, yeah (woo, woo) Ridin' 'round town with the Draco, bih D-R-A-C-O, yeah D-R-A-C-O (yeah), D-R-A-C-O (yeah) D-R-A-C-O (yeah), D-R-A-C-O I got a Draco in my bookbag, lil' bitch (yeah, woo) That motherfucker got a kickback on it (yeah, woo) That motherfucker got a kickback on it (yeah, woo) And I put this on Onyx, I'ma leave my opp in the cement Lay that bitch down in the yard like a picnic He even ain't got no gun, how the fuck he flexin'? We gon' push up, bitch, lil' bitch We gon' push up, bitch, lil' bitch (pull up) And I'm takin' shit Ain't no reasonin' (huh), ain't no fixin' shit Every day my birthday, so I made a wish Every day my birthday, so she suck my dick (woo, woo) Right now (what? What?), right now (woo, woo) Hold this shit down, hold this shit down Bitch, I'm a king, but I'm tryna put on my crown Hold this shit down Push up Push up (I just) Push up, yeah (woo, woo) Push up (what?) Push (woo, woo) Push (slatt) Push (slatt) Uh, ridin' 'round town with the Draco, bih D-R-A-C-O, yeah (wah) Ridin' 'round town with the Draco, bih (Draco, Draco) D-R-A-C-O, yeah D-R-A-C-O (ridin' 'round), D-R-A-C-O (what? What? Yeah) D-R-A-C-O (woo, woo), D-R-A-C-O (woo, woo)