It happens every time
It sounds like suicide
I'm hesitant, but I guess I'll drink the Kool-Aid once again
It happens every time
It sounds like suicide
I'm hesitant, but I guess I'll drink the Kool-Aid once again
It happens every time
It sounds like suicide
I'm hesitant, but I guess I'll drink the Kool-Aid once again
Ohh, yeah yeah (wow), yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
We got London On Da Track
Hunnid and twenty, come catch me
Forties inside of my belly
Shouldn't be driving, I'm faded (skrt, yeah, yeah)
Rock that Nirvana, my favorite
Damn I forgot what her name is
She in the front seat head bangin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Money counter sound somethin' like a chopper, chopper
Speakers system bumpin', fuck your fuckin' block up
Used to mock him, now his cars some Bentley mock-ups
Killer drop a call from lockup
If you buy that Echo, why you lyin'? You broke
Got a knot in my tote, get you smoke like a stove
Keep on ridin' my coat, your new shit is a joke
Why you bitin' my flows? What you tryna be, Post?
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'
She used to shoppin' at the mall (ooh)
I'll teach lil baby how to ball
I hit Rodeo, spent like 40 G's (wow)
Four hunnid pairs of Gucci socks
I lost all my friends, made a lot of foes
Made a lot of M's, made a lot of O's
Open up the safe, I'm just with the bros
Cop the 458, cost me 250
Man, look at all my ice (ice)
I hit your main thing twice (your main thing twice)
Take a word of advice (a word of advice)
Break up with that ho (ho)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'
Cold wrist frozen
Got sacks, Goldman
Bought the bar, Roseanne
No joke, they ain't playin'
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip start, then my wheels keep spinnin'
Yeah
We got London On Da Track
Yeah, yeah, mmm
Candy paint with the white on top
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop
If you busy plotting on what I got
Kick in your door, That's SWAT, you thot
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
Half price my whip, same price my watch
Got no jumper but I ball a lot
Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want
Candy paint with the white on top (skrrt)
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop (drop)
If you busy plotting on what I got
Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot (pop)
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
Half price my whip, same price my watch (bling)
Got no jumper but I ball a lot (swish)
Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want
Didn't know that was your girl when she gave me top (yuh)
Kicked her out the Rolls said, "Thanks a lot"
Goddamn I love paper like I'm Michael Scott (yeah)
I can do things that your man cannot (yeah)
Slide boy comin' down, damn, I'm hot (hot)
Everybody say that I gotta be stopped (stopped)
Even though my final form ain't unlocked (locked)
I'm so ahead of you motherfuckers
How you comprehend what you ain't understanding?
Count a hundred bands and I watch it vanish
Diamonds going crazy like they on the dance floor
Got a lot of ass, nothing I can't handle
Flavor lasts forever, you should try a sample (God damn)
Baby, I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza (Tony Danza)
Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for
But you don't fucking know me, homie, you don't want war (aye)
Candy paint with the white on top
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop
If you busy plotting on what I got
Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
Half price my whip, same price my watch
Got no jumper but I ball a lot (hey, hey)
Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want (hey, hey)
Candy paint with the white on top (yeah)
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop (drop, drop)
If you busy plotting on what I got
Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot (pop, pop, pop, pop)
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
Half price my whip, same price my watch (yeah)
Got no jumper but I ball a lot (swish)
Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want
I've been rolling twenty ash, hit the road (wooh)
Hit the switch up the suicide doors (damn)
We already know you vanished though (ooh)
Hit my momma when I ride in that, oh
All these motherfuckers so false with me (yah)
If your money funny, don't talk to me (nah)
I know there ain't shit that you could offer me (no)
Take a second if you think about crossing me
It lasts forever, you should try a sample (God damn)
Baby, I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza (Tony Danza)
Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for (what I stand for)
But you don't fucking know me, homie, you don't want war (you don't want war)
Candy paint with the white on top
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop
If you busy plotting on what I got
Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
Half price my whip, same price my watch
Got no jumper but I ball a lot
Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want
Candy paint with the white on top
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop
If you busy plotting on what I got
Kick in your door, that's SWAT, you thot
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
Half price my whip, same price my watch
Got no jumper but I ball a lot
Bitch, I'm young Stoney, I do what I want
I started with an eighth, alright (alright)
And then I went and changed my life (my life)
I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)
Put your arms around me baby
I just want to fly, make it last before we die
And I know you want a ride
What's on your mind? What's on your mind?
And my '92 got doors like my Lambo
Spend my last paycheck on some ammo
We don't follow trends, rest in peace to Yamo
Your new shit sucks, I feel like Anthony Fantano
Saying I was broke last year, I can't go back there
Nicotine fiend, couldn't even buy a pack, yeah
She don't know my music, told her I ain't mad, yeah
Let her cut that coco on my platinum plaque, yeah (wow)
Cut my fingers on my bands, oh yeah
Cut my locker with some Xan, oh yeah
Count me my guala in advance, oh yeah
Backstreet diamonds, watch them dance on ya, yeah
I started with an eighth, alright (alright)
And then I went and changed my life (my life)
I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)
Put your arms around me baby
I just want to fly, make it last before we die
And I know you want a ride
What's on your mind? What's on your mind?
She don't want to spend all my dough
She gets paid to be a model
I take the lead, they just follow
Face it, you don't know what I know
Pull up, I got some' for ya
Something in my trunk for ya
But I got a good lawyer
They always try to come for ya
I'ma pull up in that Bentley with the fuckin windows tinted
Penning how I'm feeling, take a drop of the extended
Think I'm showing signs of slowing, homie just forget it
I guess this what happens when you fucking handle business, yeah
I started with an eighth, alright (alright)
And then I went and changed my life (my life)
I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)
Put your arms around me baby
I just want to fly, make it last before we die
And I know you want a ride
What's on your mind? What's on your mind?
I was broke last year, I can't go back there
I was broke last year, I can't go back there
Got some lean and I went a little mad yeah
Try to take the swagger, I know it for a fact
I'ma pull up in that Bentley with the fuckin windows tinted
Penning how I'm feeling, take a drop of the extended
Think I'm showing signs of slowing, homie just forget it
I guess this what happens when you fucking handle business, yeah
I started with an eighth, alright (alright)
And then I went and changed my life (my life)
I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)
Put your arms around me baby
I just want to fly, make it last before we die
And I know you want a ride
What's on your mind? What's on your mind?
I done drank Codeine from a broken whiskey glass
I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass
Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin' back
So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass
And I won't go on, like a highway to hell
Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel
And I woke up and my room's fuckin' trashed like a damn hotel
Where I go next, now, only time will tell
I done spent some time chasin' women that don't give a shit
I done learned my lessons and I ain't never gon' forget
Started callin' this shit, started ballin' and shit, started flickin' that wrist
They ain't never listened now I'm makin' them hits so I'm fuckin' your bitch
No it ain't nothin' fickle for me to forget that you ever exist
Bet you remember my name when I pull up and dab with that, doesn't exist, skrrr
Spill lean on supreme last Saturday, let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey
Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine
At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin' out weed
Smokin' my dope, beggin' that that be the code
Man, don't be silly, that shit you rockin' is old
Like it's been years since you been to the store
Feel like Meek Milly but I ain't from Philly
I'm poppin' a wheelie, I show off my grillie
I do this for really and for my family
Some shade every night, man, it's all so familiar
The bitches they killin' me
Like, bitch are you kiddin' me?
Ballin', that shit, that shit killin' me
You can't get rid of me
Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry
I know, I know
I know, I know
Run it up, run it up
Count it up, count it up
'95 in my cup
Nicotine in my blood
Go, run it, run it
Count it, count it
Go, show me something, aye, aye
Go, talkin' that shit
Keep on barkin' lil' bitch
Bitches tryna get lit, damn
Rosé poppin' with the Balmain on me
And I keep on callin'
And they know that I don't answer my cell
No, I don't know your momma
I got so much commas
Girl, you know I'm only into myself
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you got that shit you don't got
Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Valet the park on the whip
The Caddy, the '76
My woman gon' box on a bitch
They don't want no part in that shit
I got my money jumpin', I'm proud for ballin' on Fade
Didn't watch the game, you can see that shit on replay
I just drop the top and I pull up to your party
I just grab a Bud and I pop the top on you, pour that water
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you got that shit you don't got
Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah
And I know who we are, yeah
And I know that we ballin'
When you wanna get this money
I don't want your bitch, just know it
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
When I pull up, get this bitch live
And you know that Imma get mine, yeah, yeah
Say you flexin', that's a big lie
Say you got that shit you don't got
Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah
And I know who we are yeah
And I know that we ballin'
When you wanna get this money
I don't want your bitch, just know it
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
[Post Malone:]
Cause I can't take it no more
No you ain't like them bitches
Tell them hoes adios
And you can drop your panties
Leave them shits at the door
Dior falls on the floor
I swear we been here before
I'm tryna see you from my own perspective
You all in my section tryna come to my session
We runnin' a pressure, you know that we flexin'
We bought all the bottles, we came with the models
Girl this a confession, I'm not like your exes
I came in from Texas, and now that we textin'
You can fly in whenever, now you undressin'
Panties on the dresser, your hair gettin' messed up
The feelin' we catchin', my love is a blessin'
Made love in that Lexus, made love in that Lexus
I know you remember
[Justin Bieber & Post Malone:]
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby this ain't nothing new, no
[Justin Bieber:]
Oh you actin' reckless
I told you that I need affection
So let me point you in the right direction
It's so important that you get the message
Yeah, I gotta say, gotta say somethin' to you, you, you
I'm on a roll, I'm gonna roll out in that new, new, new
If you wanna do what I wanna do
Well uhm-uhm-uhm
Well I guess that's just deja vu
[Justin Bieber & Post Malone:]
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it is ain't nothing new, no
Tell me if you want it baby
'Cause I know I can drive you crazy
I just wanted you to know now
Oh-oh, oh-ohhh
Show up in that new Mercedes, you already know I'm faded
Girl I've been thinkin' about you lately
Oh-oh, oh-ohhh
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain't nothing new, no
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it is ain't nothing new, no
[Post Malone:]
Cause I can't take it no more
No you ain't like them bitches
Tell them hoes adios
And you can drop your panties
Leave them shits at the door
Dior falls on the floor
I swear we been here before
Hoe, I look so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Everybody asking "Post, when is the album droppin'?"
Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Ooh, swingin' in a four-door
Now they takin' photos
Bottles, we need more of those, ooh
Say she bring it a little shorter
He be on the boarder
She always bring four rolls, oh yeah
Everything that I went for
Waited so long to get on
The Caddy just sits on the chrome
I swang through on dubs on the four
Baby wanna get in this S-Class
Lil' momma, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Hoe, I'm so clean and motherfuckers just talkin'
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Less you hoppin' in a old-school
Swimmin' in the car pool
Everything is all cool
And she told me not to tell
With the rumors that I heard
She said everything was all true
Baby, wanna get in this S-Class
Lil' momma, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Just me and lil' momma, yeah
Ridin' around LA
Just me and lil' momma, yeah
We run the city, yeah
Baby, wanna get in this S-Class
Lil' momma, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don't get a free pass
So I told her "Ass, gas or grass"
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timing when I'm riding
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage, oh oh
So come hop in that ooh
What do you wanna do?
Put that dime in my coupe
With that gold on my tooth, oh yeah
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
And it's all for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah it's all for you
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Yeah, stuntin', it's satisfyin' but it don't bring you closure
Diamonds my state of mind, I'm drownin' in the ocean
Just stay right where you are and don't come any closer
I'm just gon' handle mine and just maintain composure
People, they say learn from mistakes, yeah
You keep your space, yeah, but all this pain, yeah
You say you go away, yeah, still hit my lane though
You hurt so bad when you went away, yeah
I needed you, needed you
So what the fuck do I do?
I needed you, needed you
So what the fuck do I do?
Oh my God, oh my God
A lot of bullshit on my mind
Oh my God, oh my God
I think about you all the time
Oh my God, oh my God
And I don't care 'bout no money
Leave a knot up in my throat
Now I'm counting on my own
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
And it's all for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist so froze
Yeah it's all for you
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
My jewelry on, like an ice cube
And all I wanna do is just ignite you
This Saint Laurent, mama, you look nice too
Can't hold my tongue, don't got the heart too
Remember when I fell in love?
I just came up alone
Remember aim three, my fault
Told that bad bitch get on my Vlone
Hey, don't have much to do, yeah
Everything is ruined
Ain't no secret to it
Thrown the check like a Nike, I just do it
Oh my God, oh my God
A lot of bullshit on my mind
Oh my God, oh my God
I think about you all the time
Oh my God, oh my God
And I don't care 'bout no money
Leave a knot up in my throat
Now I'm counting on my own
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
And it's all for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist so froze
Yeah it's all for you
Yeah, my wrist so cold and my ice on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Yeah, my ice so cold and my wrist on froze
Yeah, I'd die for you
Double OT
I'm a new three
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you (Swish, ooh, ayy)
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot, yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay
I got me some braids and I got me some hoes
Started rockin' the sleeve, I can't ball with no Joes
You know how I do it, Concords on my toes
(This shit is hard)
I ain't rich yet, but you know I ain't broke, I
So if I see it, I like it, buy that from the store, I
I'm with some white girls and they lovin' the coca
Like they're OT
Double OT like I'm KD, smokin' OG
And you know me, in my 2-3s and my gold teeth
Bitch I'm smiling, bet you see me from the nosebleeds
I'm a new three and I change out to my new 3s
White Iverson
When I started ballin' I was young
You gon' think about me when I'm gone
I need that money like the ring I never won, I won
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay
Ooh, Stoney
Cigarettes and a headband
Commas, commas in my head, man
Slumped over like a dead man
Red and black, 'bout my bread, man
I'm the answer, never question
Lace up, learn a lesson
Bitch I'm saucin', I do this often, don't do no talkin'
My options right when I walk in, jump all them Jordans
I'm ballin', money jumpin'
Like I'm Davis from New Orleans
Or bitch I'm Harden, I don't miss nothin'
Fuck practice, this shit just happens, know y'all can't stand it
I have it, I never pass it, I work my magic
High average, ball on these bastards, it makes me happy
It's tragic, I make it happen, and all y'all Shaqtin'
White Iverson
When I started ballin' I was young
You gon' think about me when I'm gone
I need that money like the ring I never won, I won
Saucin', saucin', I'm saucin' on you
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' oh ooh
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you
Watch out, watch out, watch out, yeah
That's my shot, that's my shot, that's my shot, yeah
Spendin', I'm spendin' all my fuckin' pay
Ooh I fall apart
Ooh yeah, mmm...
She told me that I'm not enough, yeah
And she left me with a broken heart, yeah
She fooled me twice and it's all my fault, yeah
She cut too deep, now she left me scarred, yeah
Now there's so many thoughts goin' through my brain, yeah
And now I'm takin' these shots like it's Novocaine, yeah
Ooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Ooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Ooh, didn't know it before
Surprised when you caught me off guard
All this damn jewelry I bought
You was my shorty, I thought
Never caught a feelin' this hard
Harder than the liquor I pour
Tell me you don't want me no more
But I can't let go
Everybody told me so
Feelin' like I sold my soul
Devil in the form of a whore
Devil in the form of a whore
You said it
No you said it
No you said that shit
We'd be together
Ooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Ooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Ooh, didn't know it before
Surprised when you caught me off guard
All this damn jewelry I bought
You was my shorty, I thought
Ice keep pourin' and the drink keep flowin'
Try to brush it off but it keep on goin'
Covered in scars and I can't help showin'
Whippin' in the foreign and the tears keep blowin'
Ice keep droppin' and the drink keep flowin'
Try to brush it off but it keep on goin'
All these scars, can't help from showin'
Whippin' in the foreign and the tears keep blowin', yeah
Ooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Ooh, I fall apart
Down to my core
Ooh, didn't know it before
Surprised when you caught me off guard
All this damn jewelry I bought
You was my shorty, I thought
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
Been on some fly shit lately
Used to be so damn patient
But now it's "Fuck you, pay me."
Can't let these motherfuckers faze me
Never let that money change me
Ain't the way my mama raised me
Don't mean to brag, but can you blame me?
200k and VVS, yellow diamonds
They wanna run up but they won't ever find me
I sleep right next to the F and N,
motherfuckers the government
Shut down all the plottin'
100 bands on my body
Fuck with them boys, touch your body
Lil mama just want my pockets
'Rari take off like a rocket
Hol' up, you too close
I don't know, I don't know ya'
Had to run it, run it up
How I roll, how I roll, ya'
It's like after you pop off
They all act like they know ya'
And Young Post be like Pablo
And they all love the blow, yeah
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
Been on some fly shit lately
Used to be so damn patient
But now it's fuck you, pay me
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
Never let that money change me
Ain't the way my mama raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
200, swerving, dippin', dodge on the highway
You may contain me but you won't never stop me
On her way to my residence
Try message your boo again, she pullin' up probably
Yeah, strally inside of that Bentley
Yeah, come take it tat' on my belly
Yeah, people actin' too friendly man
They tryna get dividends, this shit is a problem
Yeah, you just be talkin' shit but ain't ever met me
DeChino fucked your bitch and now you resent me
I know them people but they don't represent me
Them wastemen, we're gonna make 'em all pay
They will never stop the plan
80 jumpin' off my hand
Rollie, rollie, rollie
Bust it open
Holy moly
I know my wrist be dancin' crazy
Been on some fly shit lately
Used to be so damn patient
But now it's fuck you, pay me
Can't let these motherfuckers phase me
Never let that money change me
Ain't the way my mama raised me
Don't mean to brag but can you blame me?
Lighting stog after stog, choke on the smoke
They tell me to quit, don't listen to what I'm told
Help me forget that this world is so cold
I don't even know what I'm chasin' no more
Tell me what I want, just keep searchin' on
It's never enough, cup after cup, blunt after blunt
I wouldn't give one if I could find a fuck, ha, ha, ha
In the cut and I put that on my mamma
And my bitch called talkin' bout some drama
I swear there ain't no time for women on the come up
It's either the pussy or the commas
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Push the gas, get a motherfuckin' nose bleed
She ain't never met a youngin' do it like me
She got a man but she says she really like me
She doin' things to excite me
She sendin' all her friends snaps of my new tracks
'Cause all these hoes know what's about to come next
I hit my plug up, got the paper connect
I drop a couple bands I just wanna go...
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Knowing all of this
Just don't make a difference
I'm just talking shit to the ones that will listen
I come with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing
And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching
Knowing all of this
It just don't make a difference
I'm just talking shit to the ones that will listen
I come with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing
And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
Man I just wanna go flex
Gold on my teeth and on my neck
And I'm stone cold with the flex
Cold with the flex
[Post Malone:]
She talkin' that noise, take her lovin' with the dawn, always talkin' on the phone
After we fuck in the morn' she wake up, she wearin' my clothes
She always be callin' my phone
She always be stealin' my clothes, yeah
Askin' me how does it feel when you know you could buy it at the store, yeah
Yeah, I'm bringin' that down to the floor
I'm droppin' the foreign in foreign
Hey, I came a long way on my own, ayy
I'm doin' this shit on my own, ayy
I don't give a fuck what I'm told, ayy
I came a long way on my own, ayy
Now her pussy made out of gold, ayy
I swear her pussy all in my soul, ayy
She got that soldier
Four days a hundred thousand
Forever like a diamond
She bring me back to life, yeah
I'm so fly I'm moshin'
Quit talkin' all that nonsense
I'm just tryna fuck you 'til you don't know nothin'
[Kehlani (Post Malone):]
I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)
He hold me down (she hold me down)
That's my shit (that's my shit)
He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)
Don't need no pill (no pill, no)
He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh
[Kehlani:]
He love that I say what I feel
He feel what I say 'cause it's real
You couldn't forget, I never changed up on my set
And I only make calls to collect, that's why we connect
We can go half on a jet, baby we on to the next
Fuck all the stress
Fuckin' with bitches who's new to the game when you got you a vet
I know you like it when I act like I'm still shy
Then turn around and put that thing in overdrive
I'm down to ride
I'ma keep you on my shoulder
'Cause every cold nigga need a bitch that's ten times colder
[Kehlani (Post Malone):]
I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)
He hold me down (she hold me down)
That's my shit (that's my shit)
He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)
Don't need no pill (no pill, no)
He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh
[Post Malone:]
Hey, fuck me 'til I can't see straight
Make me think that hoe was a mistake
I just need to feel you all the time
Ride hoe, ride hoe, alright, alright, alright
I don't wanna die too young
Yeah, too young, yeah, too young
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
I've been grindin' way too long, too long, too long
Came up, don't know, I just keep going with the flow
I just wanna go and cop me somethin'
I hit Fairfax, go shoppin' though
She just wanna hit that bathingroom, hold that guap like a register
Keep on winning, need that guap though
Like I'm cash out, eat at papadeauxs
Flowing on to the Galapagos, running and grab the dough
Man this shit never minimal, feel like an animal
Yeah bitch, I try to keep me cool, your life never going, never going back
Yeah, I don't wanna die too young, I don't wanna die too young
When I get that cash it's hallelujah
Aye hallelujah, aye hallelujah, aye hallelujah
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
I've been grindin' way too long, too long, too long
My whip fast, my bitch bad, I skrrr skrrr, that coupe fast
My coupe fast, your bitch know
My bitch slow, she do what I say so and she always keep me on my toes
Poppin' that woe, man I be gone
Just watch me go, bitches they watching me go
Walking around, aye I pick that band up, then I go drop that shit off
Pull up in a Porsche, shit poppin' off
Pop that shit off, I got that bitch off, I tell her to knock that shit off
And I got my nut off and she washed my nuts off
I want that shit, I got that shit, pop that shit
Got rich quick, suck my...
You know it make me God damn numb
When I see 'em die so God damn young
(I don't wanna die)
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
I've been grindin' way too long, too long, too long
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
Counting bands, hallelujah, 'lujah, 'lujah
I don't wanna die too young, too young, too young
Mm-mmm
Yah, yah
Mm-mmm
Yah (hey)
[Post Malone:]
My momma called, see you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I would be nothing
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (uh)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh)
They ain't never had the dedication (uh)
People hatin', say we changed and, look, we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh)
They was never friendly, yeah
Now I'm jumping out the Bentley, yeah
And I know I sound dramatic, yeah
But I know I had to have it, yeah
For the money, I'm a savage, yeah
I be itching like a addict, yeah
I'm surrounded, twenty bad bitches, yeah
But they didn't know me last year, yeah
Everyone wanna act like they important (yeah)
But all that mean nothing when I saw my dough, yeah (yeah)
Everyone counting on me, drop the ball, yeah (yeah)
Everything custom like I'm at the border, yah, yah
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make cents when I got millions on my mind?
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes
[Post Malone and Quavo:]
My momma called, see you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I would be nothing
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (congratulations)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (ooh)
They ain't never had the dedication (uh, ayy)
People hatin', say we changed and, look, we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh, yah)
[Quavo:]
I was patient (yah)
Uh, I was patient (ayy, uh)
Now I can scream that we made it (we made it)
Now everywhere, everywhere I go, they say 'gratulation (uh)
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation (yah)
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby (ball)
I'm looking for someone to call, baby (brr)
But right now, I got a situation (ayy)
Never old Ben Ben Franklins (cash)
Big rings, champagne (ooh, champagne)
My life is like a ball game (ball game)
But instead I'm in the trap though (trap though)
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl (Super Bowl)
Super Bowl, call the hoes (brr)
Get in the Rolls (skrrt)
Top-floor lifestyle (top)
Huncho and Post (yah, ayy) Malone (ayy)
I gotta play on my phone (ayy)
You know what I'm on (ayy)
Huncho Houdini is gone (ayy)
[Post Malone and Quavo:]
My momma called, see you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I would be nothing
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (ayy, uh)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh, ooh)
They ain't never had the dedication (ayy, uh)
People hatin', say we changed and, look, we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (ayy)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
When I took a ride in the dead of night
Told myself that everything was okay
Try to understand how you standin' over me
Girl, it's drivin' me crazy
Yeah, it's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night
The only heat, it come from the ashtray
I might as well get high as hell and just keep actin' like
Everything doesn't phase me
Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby
Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby
Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Actin' like I got it all figured out
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Must be better than the hell on the ground
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
It's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night
And I'ma drop the top with no Rogaine (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And now might sound irrelevant but I prefer to stack my chips
When everything fallin' (backwoods)
And I ain't religious but I look into the sky
And pray to anyone holy
I been drinkin' way too much and man I got the blues
Because my baby don't hold me
Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby
Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby
Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Actin' like I got it all figured out
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Must be better than the hell on the ground
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Actin' like I got it all figured out
I wanna go up there
And I don't ever wanna come down
I wanna see what's up there
Must be better than the hell on the ground
I'mma take a Bud Light break, ah, ah
I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright
How you expecting awards when you ain't put in work?
And I just got off the phone, yeah, with my realtor
And I've been eating so good that, bitch, my belly broke
And I might cop that Mulsanne cause, bitch, that Bentley talk
Put that sauce on that bitch real quick
Put that ice on that wrist real slick
Girl, I know you know my wallet's real thick
And I'm wonderin', wonderin' what you're drinking
I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright
We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we?
We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we?
Bring that money back to yours truly
When I'm rocking all my goddamn jewelry, yeah
Hey, I just hopped out the foreign, looking so pretty, yeah
And yeah, that watch on my arm look like a trillion
You know that White Iverson, no, keep that jewelry tucked
And I just bought out my brain, I feel like Bubba Chuck
Girl, I'm zoned out, I feel my Xans
Ain't nobody understand
It's you and I, go and call your friends
Let's get a lot of kerosene
You gon' ride that bump-and-grind
Yeah, let me see that double-time
You ain't gotta tell them hoes because they know, yeah
I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright
We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we?
We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we?
Bring that money back to yours truly
When I'm rocking all my God damn jewelry
Tell me, who do you call?
When the night gets long
And you're sitting by the phone
'Cause all those drugs wore off
I just came down from the high of my life
I just, I just came down from the high of my life
See us popping champagne, we could do it all night
And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright
High of my life
High of my life
High of my life
High of my life
High of my life
She said, "Love me," so I love her
She said, "Leave me," so I left
Then I went to California
And I ain't never comin' back
I gotta high five from a brother
I got bloodstains on the bed
And I ain't sayin' that I love her
But this bitch is gonna drive me mad
I said this bitch is gonna drive me mad
You got just what I been looking for
But you can't bring yourself to say no
And I ain't never gonna let you go
I kept wishing I would die, oh
The whole plane ride home
And I wish I could
I know I should leave you alone
I worship since I met you
I fell down to my knees
And when no one would accept ya
Throw myself up on a cross and bleed
I seen a dark cloud coming over
I seen some evil shit in her head
But she rode me like no other
But this bitch is gonna drive me mad
I said this bitch is gonna drive me mad
You got just what I been looking for
But you can't bring yourself to say no
And I ain't never gonna let you go
I kept wishing I would die, oh
The whole plane ride home
And I wish I could
I know I should leave you alone
You got just what I been looking for
But you can't bring yourself to say no
And I ain't never gonna let you go
I kept wishing I would die, oh
The whole plane ride home
And I wish I could
I know I should leave you alone
(Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah
I never thought that it would hit this hard
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah
I never thought that it would hit this hard)
Don't do that, I tell you so
Don't overdose, like no, no, no
Oh my god, what have you become?
The traces of you, no, I can't see them
What have you become?
What have you turned to?
What have you taken?
Like someone hurt you
You drink that mixture
That shit gon' hit you
No, I can't fix you
No, no
Oooh, yeah
I ran through, yeah
I feel a change in the air tonight
I saw myself in a different light
(Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah)
I never thought that it would hit this hard
(Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah)
I never thought that it would hit this hard
I just keep running and running and running around
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
In the city, we sinning, we don’t ever want to come down
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
Me and J take over and we way up
Now high above the the city of angels
Smoke a boge in the sky, pass the fuego
I already dropped something in the Faygo
Only came to the club cause they paid us
Take this shit, lemme see what you made of
No sleep, little mama, we gon' stay up
Vampires on a night in Las Vegas
Oooh, yeah
I ran through, yeah
I feel a change in the air tonight
I saw myself in a different light
(Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah)
I never thought that it would hit this hard
(Ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah)
I never thought that it would hit this hard
I just keep running and running and running around
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
In the city, we sinning, we don’t ever want to come down
I just keep running and running and running around
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
In the city, we sinning, we don’t ever want to come down
(I never thought that it would hit this hard)
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Take a ride when we wake up
Hit the gas melt your face off
Spend the day counting cake up
With a dime who think I changed up
I took the Lincoln down Rodeo
Ran through it like some Drain-o
Lots of bags can't complain though
We was shopping until they closed
Why did I do that? Did I do that? Ooh yeah
New whip now I can pay my rent, ooh yeah
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
[2 Chainz:]
Got a bandana round my neck
Like Bankroll Fresh
Pocket full of street money
Bout to count my blessing
One hundred, one thousand
100K, one million
We smoke, we lay up, we rap
We talked about a vision (switch it up)
I got diamonds like a rainbow, every time I change clothes
Shawty fucked my friend but I act like I ain't know
I'ma buy a rain coat, the storm might approach you
Clown like your daddy met your mom at a circus
I do on purpose, do it for the neighborhood
Smoking on that Meagan Good, with my niggas when I do it
Got that leather and that wood, got the marble on the floor
Got the burglar bars on the door at the bando
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
And I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit
I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring
And I ain't seen a light of day since, well that's not important
It's been long
And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies sip Houston
Cars and clothes, thought I was winning
You knew I was losing
You told me to wake up, oh my clock always stays on snooze
And I'm done
To each their own and find peace in knowing
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
Show no emotion, against your coding
And just act as hard as you can
You don't need a friend
Boy, you're the man
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
And I've been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from
It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, became Mormons Drought comes around, feels like I have no one to depend on
Sober, ugh
I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it
I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune
And lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance
Drank more
To each their own and find peace in knowing
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
Show no emotion, against your coding
And just act as hard as you can
You don't need a friend
Boy, you're the man
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
Same life, getting rich, whoa I got a fuckin' problem
Trying to flex up on young posty, we gon' tell them what's up
We gon' tour motherfucker, came up, I ain't lonely
Gotta problem Santiago, 45 by the gut
Post and 1st, we in the cut, we were smoking on the woods
And they think it smells good and they all want a puff
Said they see me at the show, they was in the front row
They wanna fuck, I told them bitches come and jump on my bus
We got molly and we got Xans
And we got drank and we got plants
And we got white and we got gas
And it's just something they will never understand
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
[Larry June:]
They will never understand
They used to didn't love me now they calling me the man
Baby where are you going? Love, you know I got a plan
I can elevate your life, your life
Keep them niggas far away, they praying on my downfall
You don't fuck with me the long way so baby what you here for?
It could be so simple, meet me out in Frisco
Yeah yeah, yeah-hey
Calculate your steps and keep your circle small
Understand that nothing lasts forever
Glamorization of this lifestyle will leave you desperate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Take a ride when we wake up
Hit the gas melt your face off
Spend the day counting cake up
With a dime who think I changed up
I took the Lincoln down Rodeo
Ran through it like some Drain-o
Lots of bags can't complain though
We was shopping until they closed
Why did I do that? Did I do that? Ooh yeah
New whip now I can pay my rent, ooh yeah
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
[2 Chainz:]
Got a bandana round my neck
Like Bankroll Fresh
Pocket full of street money
Bout to count my blessing
One hundred, one thousand
100K, one million
We smoke, we lay up, we rap
We talked about a vision (switch it up)
I got diamonds like a rainbow, every time I change clothes
Shawty fucked my friend but I act like I ain't know
I'ma buy a rain coat, the storm might approach you
Clown like your daddy met your mom at a circus
I do on purpose, do it for the neighborhood
Smoking on that Meagan Good, with my niggas when I do it
Got that leather and that wood, got the marble on the floor
Got the burglar bars on the door at the bando
Diamonds in my chain gold
Every 20 minutes change clothes
I had a mil before the label
Just as long as they know, money made me do it
I said rest in peace to Bankroll
You in a better place dog
You won't ever see me lay low
Start the engine watch me take off, money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Watch me, yeah, I said money made me do it
I said, yeah, I said money made me do it
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
Lil mama bust a move, (lil mama bust a move)
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
All these jewels, I'm just flossin'
Plainly on my boss shit
Bad bitch on my carpet
All white, I'm so on God shit
Hundred miles get caught shit
Off a pill, feel nauseous
Ain't babysittin' these bitches
I ain't Kevin Costner
No sayin' got her brain lit
Wanna fuck? I'm almost famous
She blow this thing, get faded
Lil mama say that I'm jaded
Maybe you saw that I'm payed up
Your man, he keep you so caged up
I won't tell who you stay with
That's on everyone that I came with
You know after we done I gotta roll
You know after we done I gotta go
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
Lil mama bust a move, (lil mama bust a move)
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
I'm the fuckin' man
Jumpin' out the Benz
Every time you see
I post these hundreds in my pants
I'll do what he can't
Just wanna see you dance
Do something with that ass
Girl put something in my hands
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Don't be shy girl it's okay
Reload, fade, fade, fade, fade, fade
How much did you pay, pay, pay?
I'ma let you in my chain
Just might let you sip this 'pagne
Every single night the same
Lemme hear you say my name
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
Lil mama bust a move, (lil mama bust a move)
Said I wanna get with you, (I wanna get with you)
God damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause that ass so dumb
Everyone here wanna hit that yum
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause my ice so dumb
Everyone know 'bout my bread, got some
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Bustin' out the, hoo hey
I just keep on blastin' out the pussy and
God damn, bustin' out the, hoo hey
I just fucked my bitch, rockin' Stüssy, yeah
Ooh, drop em' all to keep my sauce
She really ain't shit, bitch, I dropped it all off
Hit the strip club and blow it all off top
Cause I will never love a damn hoe in my life
God damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause that ass so dumb
Everyone here wanna hit that yum
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause my ice so dumb
Everyone know 'bout my bread, got some
Yeah, yeah, god damn
[1st:]
Okay, I pulled up, dropped the top
Everybody looking, wonder who I am
She get out, ass big
Everybody looking like, "God damn"
And she say she want a nigga who
Can handle everything with other men (that's me)
Then she topped me off and turned around
Said, "Take it daddy," so I went Super Saiyan
Flavor last forever, any bitches know you weak (lame)
I'm so in love with making money that I can't sleep
Excuse me, sir, can I have my sauce back?
Trynna run off with my sauce, you need to bring it back
God damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause that ass so dumb
Everyone here wanna hit that yum
Yeah, yeah, god damn
Where the hell you get that from?
Saucin' on them hoes cause my ice so dumb
Everyone know 'bout my bread, got some
Yeah, yeah, god
I just wanna fuck
I just wanna fuck
I just wanna fuck
I just wanna fuck
[Jeremih & Post Malone:]
I ain't here for no conversation
I ain't really tryna talk
Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck)
I just came here to fuck
Shawty take of them heels and your shirt
And that skirt and them panties right now
(I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...)
Baby step into my room, show me love
And get served like tennis right now
If you wanna come and get served right now
Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down
[Post Malone:]
I'm going down, you're going down
It's going down for sure
Baby girl sit down right now
Give you five seconds, one, two, three, four
I'mma turn your ass around, right now
Now you're screaming "Good Lord"
Got you smoking on the loud, knock you down
Fuck you like you never been before
I could fuck you all the tiiiiime
Girl I'm glad you're miiiiine
[Jeremih & Post Malone:]
I ain't here for no conversation
I ain't really tryna talk
Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck)
I just came here to fuck
Shawty take of them heels and your shirt
And that skirt and them panties right now
(I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...)
Baby step into my room, show me love
And get served like tennis right now
If you wanna come and get served right now
Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down
[Post Malone:]
Go down, hell yeah, I'mma say it
Go and show me what you working with
Give a fuck about the man that you rolling with
Think it's 'bout damn time that you done with him
How you get so bad? We all wonderin'
Lil mama look hotter than the summer is
I ain't gonna tell you lies like the other did
Baby girl, I'mma keep it one hundred
Get me on, I'mma, I'mma call you later
And these Saint Laurent's looking alligator
And maybe that's why she want an elevator
Elevate your life, elevate your life
Girl you know I wouldn't wanna wife ya
Girl I wouldn't wanna make you spiteful
Girl I wouldn't wanna mix your life up
Mix your life up...
[Jeremih:]
Yeah I was tryna get her to my bed
But we ain't make it out the kitchen (I just wanna fuck)
I was cooking and I burned the bacon, damn
Pussy got a nigga slippin', yeah
Got your boy going deep: breast stroke, back stroke
Girl I'm swimming right now (I just wanna fuck)
Got her singing like me, when she moan
Let's make a song, and we're jamming right now
[Post Malone:]
I could fuck you all the ti-i-i-i-i-i-i-ime
Girl I'm glad you're m-i-i-i-i-i-ine
40 got me funky
I popped a molly
Went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Michael Jordan and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's
My bitch is foreign, she got deported
Thousand ounces, police is knocking
Ain't got no worries
Feeling funky
I popped a molly, went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Kyrie Irving and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's, my bitch is foreign
She got deported
Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
Ain't got no worries
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
I popped a molly, switching lanes
I'm a pull up in this bitche's Audi
Lean in sprite and gin in tonic
These bitches erotic
She just wanna get inside my motherfucking pocket
Another 40, I should stop it
Two thousand ounces of this shit will make you feel like vomit
But I don't mind it, I kinda like it
Young and wild
We killing shit, we live this shit
I ain't go to the school
They asking how I live like this
I did my shit, 19 this year
And I'm only getting older til' I'm in the dirt
How I hold a girl with two 40's all in my hand
But pull up on me, try me, you can catch the fade my man
You and your friends
40 got me funky
I popped a molly
Went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Michael Jordan and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's
My bitch is foreign, she got deported
Thousand ounces, police is knocking
Ain't got no worries
Feeling funky
I popped a molly, went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Kyrie Irving and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's, my bitch is foreign
She got deported
Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
Ain't got no worries
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
Gimme the 40
So I can be cool, yeah
Pass me the molly, eh
I wanna them too, no
I can't get enough
Man, I'm popping them shits and I'm dropping them hits
The music the liquor that's why I exist
And the money, let's skip the obvious shit
Ain't living too long if I'm living like this
Early morning waking up with the sweats
Going through shit I ain't never forget
But nothing I do will I ever regret
I need me that cheque, I need me that chronic
I don't remember tell me what's my name?
Drinking, swerving in the other lane
Fuck a Zulu drinking acid rains
40 got me funky
I popped a molly
Went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Michael Jordan and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's
My bitch is foreign, she got deported
Thousand ounces, police is knocking
Ain't got no worries
Feeling funky
I popped a molly, went kamikaze
Another 40
I'm Kyrie Irving and bitch I'm scoring
Drank two 40's, my bitch is foreign
She got deported
Thousand ounces, this shit still popping
Ain't got no worries
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
40 got me funky
I feel like Monte, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Smoke Golden State oh, bitch I feel like Monte
11 bad hoes, bitch I feel like Monte
Assist from Rondo, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Don't give no fucks no, bitch I feel like Monte
I just flew into town, fresh of the jetty
And then I Rondo my hoe I know she ready
Bitch I'mm sauce on them hoes, might spend some ready
And I just cut that hoe off like a machete
I'm a new 3 boy white boy braids
And I hit that shit good tell that pussy go away
She just want to come with me but that pussy ain't a no no way no way
Bitch I feel like Monte
I dog it like rewind it
Behind the back I pass it Tyson Chano with that alley
I feel like Monte, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Smoke Golden State oh, bitch I feel like Monte
11 bad hoes, bitch I feel like Monte
Assist from Rondo, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Don't give no fucks no, bitch I feel like Monte
[Lil Yachty:]
Woah damn I got bitches from Dallas up to Indy
Used to cross up and post when I pour fours in my Phantom
Bitch I ball like Kyle Korver when I post up in Atlanta
I feel like Monta Ellis
I got more hoes than Elvis
Who the fuck say the little boy wasn't balling
I balling like Spalding you know this shit
I won't sign no contract 'til my contract built like a nigga who just won 4 and shit
I'm first round pick you can check my diamonds they shining they big as a toe and shit
Bitch we biting like Gators
I count up my guap on them haters
I love them hoes that mean I feel like I'm Monta Ellis
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was jealous
Bitch I'm up by 10 ain't no coming back you know that I'm finna win
Bitch its Lil Boat for the MVP
All these niggas they want to be
I feel like Monte, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Smoke Golden State oh, bitch I feel like Monte
11 bad hoes, bitch I feel like Monte
Assist from Rondo, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
I need my bucks, bitch I feel like Monte
Don't give no fucks no, bitch I feel like Monte
[Hollywood Dreams]
I'm in a four door down rodeo
I'm getting fucked up, I'm losing control
I'm bumping Fleetwood, she tryna turn off my song
She keep asking where the party at
I got a flask full of vodka in my passenger seat
My homie got a mansion says that we could crash it for free
We gotta take the phones because we can't let nobody see
We pop a pill since you ain't have not a thing to eat
Thunder only happens when it's raining
And players only love you when they're playing
Say women, they will come and they will go
When the rain washes you clean you'll know
You will know
You will know
You will know
You will know
'Cause I got dreams, don't hold me down
So I'mma let you free, don't wanna hold you out
I'mma leave when the sun comes
Thunder only happens when it's raining
And players only love you when they're playing
Say women, they will come and they will go
[Come Down]
I thought that I would learn by now
I thought that I would never come down
Just last night we was going so hard
But now I can't feel my heart
Let me down easy, don't let me down rough
Don't let me go to sleep, getting up is gon' be tough
They was all acting sleazy, they all said I was the one
And with any damn luck, I'mma wake up with the sun
Hope I wake up with the sun this morning
I hope I wake up with the sun this morning
And let it pour, let it pour, let it pour, let me roll
Man, I'm on a roll I'm so up in my zone
They thought that I was fucking done with Iverson
But I'm still balling on these bitches, let them know
I just want everything, I want it all in advance
They just want me to call it quits
Ho we just roll up a cig
Lil Posty don't fuck with y'all
Never been fuckin' with y'all
We pull up they standing in awe
Yeah your bitch she know who we are
I thought that I would learn by now
I thought that I would never come down
Just last night we was going so hard
But now I can't feel my heart
Let me down easy, don't let me down rough
Don't let me go to sleep, getting up is gonna be tough
They was all acting sleazy, they all said I was the one
And with any damn luck, I'mma wake up with the sun
Hope I wake up with the sun this morning
I hope I wake up with the sun this morning
[Jaden Smith & Teo:]
Oh... (oh)
Oh... (nah, nah, nah)
Oh... (oh)
I just...
Can I...
I just...
I just, can I...
I just...
Can I...
I just, I just
Can I, I just
I just want to see you (Damn)
Something I can see through baby (Man)
You make my dreams come true
Can I...
Can I (Aw Yeah), I just
[Post Malone:]
I just
Baby can I come and see you
I just, I just
Girl you seem always on the move
Baby
I just cannot, uh, figure out what to do
And I just, I just, uh, cannot let you go on your own
Eh, why you got to be so inconsiderate wit' it
Know that you mean more than any one of these bitches
Its like you wanna see me go and hop off some bridges
Emo pussy woulda' gone and cut up ones wrists
Instead I'm going to drop a hundred bands on a whip
Only way I know to get my brain off of shit, eh
I just want to see you, maybe talk about shit
I just want to see ya, you might feel for the kid
It's you that I have been searchin' for
Just let me know what's good with y'all
Can't keep on going back and forth
Won't let you, won't let you
[Jaden Smith:]
I just...
I just...
I just want to see you (Damn)
Something I can see through baby (Man)
You're making my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
Can I...
Can I...
Cause I just want to see you (Hey)
Something I can see through baby
You make my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
I just, can I
I just...
I just...
Can I come and see you
I just, something I can see through baby, I just
Make my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
You're walking alone, you're walking alone
I hate when you walk, at least talk on the phone
There's some creeps in this zone, you said joker shut up I should know how to walk
I come from the bronx, I said baby its cool you know I like your talk
We keepin' it cool, we keepin it, keep it
I just...
I just, I just want to see you (Damn)
Something I can see through baby (Man)
You're making my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
Can I...
Can I...
Cause I just want to see you (Hey)
Something I can see through baby
You make my dreams come true (Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah)
[Teo & Post Malone:]
Imma' never be alone
Imma' never be alone
When you're walkin' down the road
Oh God, oh God save me
No I ain't gonna die for my baby
20 dollars, keeping me eating
Might just eat the apple from the garden of Eden
The way she call my name, the way she call my name
The way she call my name, I pray I'll be the same
Oh God, oh God save me
No I ain't gonna die for my baby
Oh God, oh God save me
Ain't no love for the ones who betray me
Drop top, horses run, power steering
Drive like hell to get away from this feeling
The way she call my name, the way she call my name
Try take my soul away, yeah bitch make my day
Oh God, oh God save me
No I ain't gonna die for my baby
Oh God, oh God save me
Ain't no love for the ones who betray me
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Homie you's a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Homie you's a window shopper
At the dealership trying to get a test drive
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Everybody wanna talk shit on the internet
But they ain't understand they see the work I put into it
I'm guessing all this bullshit just come with the benefits
20 years old, 20 carats my bezel heavy
Doors suicide they say a word in remembrance
And they just wanna see me fail but dawg I ain't havin' it
They wanna tear me down and tell you "youngin' you can't handle it"
And I'm just here to tell em their shit never happenin'
And I just flew by in a drop-top Porsche
Givenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool
Flu game pose people callin' me the G.O.A.T
People gettin' heated shit my rollie still cold
Aye-ye-ye
I got cha-ay-ay-ange
Why you even lookin'? You ain't pay-ay-in'
I'm still loyal what the fuck is ya'll sayin'?
Even though my song stuck in your bitch brain
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Homie you's a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Homie you's a window shopper
In the dealership tryin to get a test drive
Homie you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Everybody wanna talk shit on the internet
But they ain't understand they see the work I put into it
I'm guessing all this bullshit just come with the benefits
20 years old, 20 carats my bezel heavy
Door's suicide they say a word they remember it
And they just wanna see me fail but dawg I ain't havin' it
They wanna tear me down and tell you "youngin' you can't handle it"
And I'm just here to tell em their shit never happenin'
And I just flew by in a drop-top Porsche
Givenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool
Flu game pose people callin' me the G.O.A.T
People gettin' heated shit my rollie still cold
Aye-ye-ye
I got cha-ay-ay-ange
Why you even lookin'? You ain't pay-ay-in'
I'm still loyal what the fuck is ya'll sayin'?
Even though my song stuck in your bitch brain
[Intro x2:]
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
So pretty 'lil momma come away
(Come away, come away, come away)
Baby bye bye bye
Baby bye bye bye
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
(Come away, come away, come away)
Baby bye bye bye
Baby bye bye bye
[Hook x2:]
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
Pretty 'lil momma come away
[Verse:]
Ay
Young motherfucker swing my gold
Everybody act like they know
Everybody want to do the most
I don't do balmains no more
And tell that motherfucker pour more
I spill ghost blood on my coat
Might rock Moncler when I'm cold
Goddamn that's a whole 'lotta dough
Got them Backstreet Boys, ay
Lot of change but I swear I ain't ever change
And I might pull up in a Mercedes
With 16 gold teeth in my face
And you know if I want it I'm a get it
And if I owe you something I'm a pay it
If you want to say something then say it
If you want to try the jewels, make my day
[Hook:]
I got N'Sync dancing on my neck
And these Cubans cost a motherfucking check
Got boy bands like I'm Lance Bass
So pretty 'lil momma come away
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
[Verse 1 - Key:]
I don't even worry about tomorrow
It might be some money it might be a hoe
I don't where I'm a be tomorrow
Might be counting dough, in bed with your hoe
Ok her nose keep running and the money keep coming
I'm a keep balling hey, Rucker Park Spalding hey
Care free I've be leaving care free
So much kush in the air we can barely even breathe
I really worry about things I don't know
You say I'm living wrong you ain't wrong, money long
So think about it it ain't nothing I don't know
All the money that I saw I don't think I'm ever wrong
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
[Verse 2 - Post Malone:]
Don't bother, bitch don't bother
I just left the mall balling hard like Jordan
Out in Fairfax I was smoking Marlboro
Bitch we so high, bitch I'm high as Ayatollah
Bitch I'm three high, bitch I'm high as Ayatollah
She don't want that white coca I ain't talking soda
Bitch ask me do you love me I'm like what I told ya
As I woke up I was smoking on that strong again
That forty keep it funky, I keep it funky
Man I'm smoking on that potent, that's unimportant
I just wanted her to fuck me, need her to fuck me
And she just want all of my money all my fucking money
[Hook - Post Malone:]
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know where I go tomorrow
Bitch I came up and I don't know
I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow
(originally by The Jets)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Sometimes, some crimes (Some crimes)
Go slipping through the cracks
But these two gumshoes
Are picking up the slack
There's no case too big, no case too small
When you need help just call
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale's Rescue Rangers
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale, when there's danger
No, no, it never fails, once they're involved
Somehow, whatever's wrong gets solved
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale
Fresh prints, not since
Watson and Mr. Holmes
Have two minds, so fine
Looked under every stone
When you need some help to save the day
They're never far away
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale's Rescue Rangers
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale, when there's danger
No, no, it never fails, once they're involved
Somehow whatever's wrong gets solved
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N—
Grey skies, it's trouble
Bad guys see double
When they're around
The Chips are never down
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale's, Rescue Rangers
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale, when there's danger
No, no, it never fails, once they're involved
Somehow whatever's wrong gets solved
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale (Oh, oh, oh, Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale)
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale (Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale)
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'N Dale
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, oh
[Future:]
Worked so hard, forgot to vacation, yeah
They ain't never had the dedication, yeah
People said we changed and look, we made it
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
[Post Malone:]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "congratulations" (uh)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh)
They ain't never had the dedication (uh)
People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh)
[Future:]
We been jumpin' out a foreign, yeah
Hoppin' in somethin' foreign, yeah
They was comin', laughin'
Now we number one in Paris, yeah
Wake up every mornin' and I can touch the sky
I know they gon' hate, but they don't know 'bout who we are
I catch a body on anything
Came from the bottom, they envy me
I'm drippin' sauce tremendously
Promise, never give 'em sympathy
I told my momma the money comin' fast, fast, fast
In this industry
The ones who used to envy me
I'm turnin' up on 'em instantly, yeah
[Future () & Both]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was young
I dreamed it all for my city
But no, they say I will always sell drugs
But now they say
[Future & Post Malone:] "congratulations"
[Post Malone:]
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh)
They ain't never had the dedication (uh)
People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh)
[Post Malone:]
They was never friendly, yeah
Now I'm jumping out the Bentley, yeah
And I know I sound dramatic, yeah
But I know I had to have it, yeah
For the money, I'm a savage, yeah
I be itching like a addict, yeah
I'm surrounded, twenty bad bitches, yuh
But they didn't know me last year, yuh
Everyone wanna act like they important (yeah)
But all that mean nothing when I saw my dough, yuh (yeah)
Everyone countin' on me, drop the ball, yuh (yeah)
Everything custom like I'm at the border, yah, yah
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make sense when I got millions on my mind?
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes
[Post Malone (Quavo):]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "congratulations" (congratulations)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (ooh)
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it (uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh, yah)
[Quavo:]
I was patient (yah, uh)
I was patient (ayy, uh)
Now I can scream that we made it (we made it)
Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say, "congratulations" (uh)
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation (yah)
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby (ball)
I'm looking for someone to call, baby (brr)
But right now, I got a situation (ayy)
Never old Ben-Ben Franklins (cashes)
Big rings-ooh-, champagne (champagne)
My life is like a ball game (ball game)
But instead, I'm in the trap though (trap though)
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl (Super Bowl)
Super Bowl, call the hoes (brr)
Get in the Rolls (skrrr)
Top-floor lifestyle (top)
Huncho and Post-yah, ayy-Malone (ayy)
I gotta play on my phone (aye)
You know what I'm on (ayy)
Huncho Houdini is gone (ayy)
[Post Malone:]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
[Future:]
I dreamed it all for my city, but no (I dreamed)
[Post Malone:]
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "congratulations" (uh)
[Future (Quavo):]
Worked so hard, I need my medication, uh-huh (ooh)
All it took was dedication (ayy)
Driving foreigns with no registration, oh we made it (ayy)
[Future:]
I dreamed it all
If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Baby, now I got the flow
I'm about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain (Hit switch, pull curtain)
And I been waitin' so long
Now I gotta resurface (Ooh, yeah)
And yeah, we 'bout to toast up
All that bread that we burnin' (I'm on)
'Cause I been feelin' cooped up (Yeah)
I been fuckin' cooped up
Return of the Mack
Can you give me that back?
Return of the Mack
Can you give me that back?
Well, I tried to tell you so (I pull up)
But I guess you didn't know (Let's party)
As the saddest story goes
I've been fuckin' cooped up
Once again, let's party
'Cause I knew it from the start
Baby, when you broke my heart
That I had to come again
And show you that I'd win
You lied to me
All those times I said that I loved you
You lied to me
Yes, I tried, yes I tried
You lied to me
Even though you knew I'd die for you
You lied to me
Yes, I cried, yes I cried
Can you give me that back?
Return of the Mack (There it is)
Return of the Mack (Come on)
Return of the Mack (Oh my God)
You know that I'll be back (Here I am)
I'm about to pull up
Return of the Mack (Once again)
Hit switch, pull curtain
Return of the Mack
And I been waitin' so long
Return of the Mack
Now I gotta resurface
You know that I'll be back
And yeah, we 'bout to toast up
Return of the Mack
All that bread that we burnin'
Return of the Mack
'Cause I been feelin' cooped up
Return of the Mack
I been fuckin' cooped up
Return of the Mack
A-yeah-yeah-yeah (ohh)
Woah-oh-oh
A-yeah-yeah-yeah
I just seen lil' mama Instagram an' she flexin'
Don't care about your puppies, just that ass and them breastses
So good, you a model, damn I never woulda guessed it
An' if you tryna throw out all them vibes, I'ma catch 'em
The lifes that we live is just too dangerous
Paranoid since they've been leakin' my shit
Wonder if it'll come out on the web
An' I can't help all these bitches on my dick
Takin' a photo an' postin' that shit
Comin' home late an' I crawl into bed
She always be askin' me, "Where have you been?", woah
The world has gone to shit an' we all know that
People freakin' out, like, hit the Prozac
Leon DeChino shorts got all the blows, man
Well, fuck the internet, an' you can quote that, woah
It's a lot; well, if ignorance is bliss, then don't wake me up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
It's a lot, and they try so hard just to fuck shit up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
It's a lot; well, if ignorance is bliss, then don't wake me up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
It's a lot, and they try so hard just to fuck shit up
An' I'll prolly be the last to know
'Cause I don't get on the internet no more
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