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[Verse 1]:
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I dont care
Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She ’gon twerk for these bands
She ‘gon hit a handstand
Ima text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Chorus]:
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barak Obama state of mind
N**ga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
“No i can’t”
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She ’gon f*ck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then im gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can’t blame another mother fu*ker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain’t that the truth
Im preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much —

[Chorus]
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barak Obama state of mind
N**ga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
“No i can’t”
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She ‘gon f*ck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then im gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can’t blame another mother fu*ker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain’t that the truth
Im preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much —

[Verse 1]:
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I dont care
Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She ’gon twerk for these bands
She ’gon hit a handstand
Ima text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Verse 2]

Uh, aye, count that cash
Uh, Im too ahead they can’t catch up
Team too ahead, they can’t catch up
Fifty shots, to his head, he need back up
For real
I dont like toting guns
But i may have to shoot to kill
N*ggas hate that im winning
Now they dont wanna see me live
They too lazy to get it
Its a lot of shit to give up
Just stay focused on your mission
And dont ever ever give up
Codeine on ice really fucking up my liver
Finally scared to be overdosing
I know that shit give me shivers
But dont worry, tell em god got me
Just an uplifter
Deep inside sometimes I wonder if God can even hear
But imma keep praying
Imma keep hope up
Imma keep face (what else)
[?] Pistol tote tucked
Shoot em in the face
If he get in the way of the cake
{?]

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[Intro]
Rah, rah, rah
Sing it, y’all

[Chorus]
Oh, killing me softly and I’m still falling
Still the one I need, I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone, don’t ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
Sing it, y’all

[Hook]
My baby is a ten
We dressing to the nine
He pick me up, we eight
Make me feel so lucky, seven
He kiss me in his six
We be making love in five (I see you)
Still the one I do this four
I’m trying to make us three
From that two
He still the one

[Verse 1]
There’s ups and downs in this love
Got a lot to learn in this love
Through the good and the bad, still got love
Dedicated to the one I love, hey
Still love the way he talk, still love the way I sing
Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in that chain
Still all up on each other, ain’t a damn thing change
My girls can’t tell me nothing, I’m gone in the brain

[Refrain]
Me and my boo in my boo’s coupe riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man, show him you the flyest
Grind up on it, girl, girl, girl (Show him how you ride it)
Me and my boo in the coupe lip locking
All up in the back ’cause the chicks keep flocking
All that gossip in 10 years, stop it
London, speed it up, Houston, rock it

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[Intro: Nav, Meek Mill, & Kodak Black]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I’m in London, got my beat from London)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
In the trap, hang in places that you can’t go
Glock .40, he got smokey, yeah, the draco
Thousand nights on that corner eating egg-rolls
Bad bitch Puerto Rican, look like J. Lo, woah
They tried to extort me, I ain’t pay though
Only thing I gave ’em was a halo
A-hole, Uber on the way, ho
Fuck her from the back, put my thumb all in her A-hole
I got bands for real, diamonds on me, they dance for real
All these sticks and drums, banging like we in a band for real
I got cake, I stay humble, know I’m the man for real
I got hitters, we don’t rumble, tell your mans to chill
Yo, who’s mans is this? (Somebody come get this nigga)
All up in my section Instagramming shit
I be with some real hitters, they ain’t with that camera shit
‘Cause they really out here in the field and they be slammin’ shit

[Chorus: NAV]
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap
Aimin’ at your fitted, push it back, back, back
Work, work, work, work, work
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (Yeah)

[Verse 2: NAV]
They got my brother locked inside a cage (In a cage)
Take them shackles off his feet, he ain’t a slave (Slave)
Growing up in the hood, you’ll learn how to behave (‘Have)
How we gon’ learn to stack if we ain’t got nothing to say? (Say)
Got a little bad bitch, got some work done on her butt (On her butt)
Gotta catch another flight as soon as I catch my nut (If I nut)
Just being honest, Meek was the first to show me love (Show me love)
And the first time that I seen a Maybach was with cuz (Cuz)
Gettin’ these bags, we model, I tell the opps it’s up (It’s up)
Got wedding bands but I still don’t got a bitch to cuff
In every city I go, they already know what’s up (What’s up)
I got resources, I could get straight to the plug

[Chorus: NAV]
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap
Aim it at your fitted, push it back, back, back
Work, work, work, work, work
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (Yeah)

[Intro: Dave’s Elder Brother Christopher]
Like man was saying, bruv
Many nights man prayed, bruv
Somewhere someone’s gonna help me through this, man
Someone is gonna help bring me out of this shit, y’know?
Time, it took a while for man to recognise, boy, who you were gonna send
And you know what? Mans, I’m very proud
I’m very happy to see it’s one of my own init, y’know?
And boy, I know none of this is easy, y’know?
I’m just proud to be, to be witnessing what’s going on, man, y’know?

[Verse: Dave]
Look
I don’t know where to start
But I just done my first psychodrama
And I hope the world hears my craft
I’m excited man, I pray you get to hear my craft
From our childhood, our mother didn’t hear me laugh
I’m presenting you the future, I don’t fear my past
I ain’t got a tattoo anywhere near my arms
But best believe on my sleeves is where I wear my heart
Do you know how easy it is to be a sinner?
How many losses you need before you can be a winner?
Reason with a criminal that needs to eat a dinner
Is it survival of the fittest or is he a killer?
Losing dad was big, losing you was even bigger
Never had a father and I needed you to be the figure
We’re forgetting that we had a brother that was even bigger
We were figures just tryna figure out who could be a figure
My brothers never spoke to each other when I was growing up
I remember tryna to build a bridge, I wasn’t old enough
I pray I hold the game for as long as you man can hold a grudge
Years went by I know it’s fucked, I had to hold it up for mummy on my own
I know it’s tough, I got the coldest blood
I remember when you got sentenced and I was throwing up
It’s like they took a piece of my freedom when I had opened up
I just lost the only fucking person that I idolised
For my entire life I copied you down to the finest line
Bro, I got a flame in my mind I’m trying to firefight
The pill I had to swallow wasn’t bitter, it was cyanide
I learn over time, separation issues I describe
Are probably the reasons that I struggle feeling anything
I ain’t got a vision of a marriage or a wedding ring
It’s world domination in music or it ain’t anything
I’m obsessed, focused on the objective
Tell a don yes, disagree, I object
Used to treat my women like an object
Girls want a monster come and see I’m the Loch Ness
Settle for a lot less
I just hope you’re proud of me brother, it’s been a long stretch
You’re my hero and prior to this, I was living on the edge like a house on a cliff
But now I’m living in the present like my house was a gift
I’m going psycho, this scene’s mine bro
Rappers wanna diss me, it’s only online though
They put the mic and soft in the micro
Soft? Not I, bro
Swimming’s the only time I can lie though
And lemme be genuine
Anybody rich my age is American, kicking ball or inherited
It only makes sense I’m independent knowing everything it happened how I’m telling it
You niggas aren’t getting it
I’m coming from the struggle I survived and I’m still here
Used to bump trains that’s two ways, I don’t feel fear
I don’t know trust, I know a tight bond will tear
Like a good wig, I can’t tell you if it’s real here
I’m from south London, brother, people getting killed here
You can make a mill’ but you can lose it if you’re still here
I lost over 30 grand to family, I’m still here
The word don’t appeal to me, you steal from me I’m still here
Bro, I wasn’t made for this
I don’t get a break, but I’m aware of what breaking is
I wish you could take a hint as well as you can take the piss
I don’t even speak to our brother, man, I just pray for him
It’s never too late for him
Life is at it’s craziness, walls started caving in
All the things I’ve seen would turn a theist, atheist
I didn’t get 99 marks in English, I was faking it
I got 98 ‘cause I don’t know what a vacation is
If you saw God what would you say to him?
If given the chance would you have taken it?
If you could rewind time what would you change in it?
Do you believe in what an angel is?
Furthermore, do you believe in what the devil is?
Do you believe that I can illustrate what Streatham is, then break the fourth​ wall and base Lesley on my relatives?
I’m grateful for my life because I aimed for this
Every bad moment every single fucking day of this
People looking at me, that’s what fame can bring
But to understand the stairs, you take steps then retrace the shit
I tell my circle, the future’s ours, we’re shaping it
The past is just the reason I had came to this
I thank God for the pain because it made me this

[Outro: Dave’s Elder Brother Christopher]
I don’t know if you remember those days, bruv
In them days, there was one night in particular, bruv
Came home and for some reason man put on a beat
We were just in the front room, freestyling, bar for bar
I don’t even know how old you was these times, bruv
Probably about, hmm, ten? Ten, nine?
Yeah, man, if I think about it now, think about the transition
Them days there, you had no bars
But to see the stuff you’re doing today, proper man, you what I mean?
Thinking man’s definitely blessed to see how the whole thing’s come together
From time, I think it was ‘JKYL+HYD’ man, you played man that one there
Man was thinking, “Yo, this one here is a banger”, bruv
I remember when I heard that one live on the airwaves for the first time bruv, we was pumping it
Man come to my door was like, “Rah man, that’s a bit loud you know?”
I’m like, “Fam, that’s my brudda”
He was like, “Yeah?”
And you know, on your birthday, man sent you a little card
And it begins
‘Jesse made seven of his sons pass before Samuel, but Samuel said to him, “The Lord has not chosen these.”
So he asked Jesse, “Are these all the sons you have?”
“There is still the youngest,” Jesse answered, “but he’s tending the sheep.”
Samuel said, “Send for him, we will not sit down to eat until he arrives.”
So he sent and had him brought in. He was ruddy, with a fine appearance and handsome features
And then the Lord said, “Rise and anoint him, he’s the one.”‘
Bro, you know what that means?
Say no more man

Woah woah woah, yeah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
We got London on da Track

[Verse 1:]
Imma charge her like a dodger
Bae im way smarter than marter
Brand new Cadillac with the spoiler
Ain’t playing games like im at the quarters
They say, they say im mean like my father
Imma fuck a nigga bitch and catch your daughter
A lot of rings on my finger like a lodder
Alot of bling living like the ?
I know the answer like a very important color
I leave the pussy nigga death no charger
And im smoking kushy kushy like jorder flooded than we take a order
Got a whole lotta rich nigga man no voice, no voice yeah
Serve a lot of muhfuckers to the front and back door trust
Go to waist nigga kushy smell in the market
Momma had a hundred bands when i mail her
Ever since the first day she never been taller
They just tryna book us all ever since the day im cooking dawgs
She just wanna nut inside her trouser
She just wanna sucky sucky my girls and my boys
She just wanna sucky sucky till i say oh lord
She gon suck it call my money longer than a cord
Momma pussy soaking wet i feel like im abort

[Interlude:]
Lil bitch tryna record
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up

[Verse 2:]
Take two
I come with a few just in case you looking like you do
Imma pull up to the set with my nigga jayroo
Pussy nigga now im big and in it with my piru
Lame bitches know im not gone fuck her they the sue
Imma catch a ? with them wiping like a troup
Hop inside a foreign car tearing up the roof
Imma slide ride pass em cause they do not sell like you
420 getting geeked out my mind, hey
420 imma pop em my spine, hey
420, 420, 420 nigga, 420, 420
20
Alka setzer plus when i was standing on the block i serve the J
Nigga coming back to my whoadie and my nigga but i come and then i lay
Going to the school nigga blood nigga know im bitches late
So geeked out my mind for a wet T-C
Got a pocket full
Nose in my ring like a fucking bull

[Intro]
Contact Contact
Huh huh huh huh hoo huh yeah

[Verse 1]
You’ve been avoiding me
Like a cat trying to dodge a dog
I never see ya shine
You’re as cold as the London fog
You claim you want my love
Well I wouldn’t know by the way you behave
If you want to feel the thrill of my touch
You better come out of your cave

[Pre-Chorus 1]
It’s so perplexing
Why you fight it won’t you try it
Love’s electric
Turn me on and see

[Chorus]
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!

[Verse 2]
I hate to sound aggressive
But I’m tired of waiting for your move
Cut the formalities
Cause you’ve got a few things to prove
If you really want my love
I need to feel it down deep from within
Don’t make me wait too long
I’m ready now come and stroke my skin

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well all this talking
Worthless chatter just don’t matter
Time for stalkin’
Come get next to me

[Chorus]
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!

[Interlude]
Hey boy
Why dontcha come on over
So we can make that contact
Contact you dare

[Bridge]
It’s so perplexing
Why you fight it won’t you try it
Love’s electric
Turn me on you’ll see
Contact!

[Chorus]
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!

[Intro]
Whoo Kid
DatPiff.com world premiere

[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
I’ma throw some good vibes out there
So won’t nobody be trippin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there?
Don’t you wanna go there?
So won’t nobody be trippin’

[Verse: Tony Yayo]
Hawaiian snow under the microscope
Greenhouse, Red Light, about to eat smoke
No laws, I feel so free there
Zero violence, weed all in the air
I’m ’bout to hit Bob Marley’s shop
Roll a big spliff with some Guinness style
No cameras in the Red Light
And them girls get tested by the government, and every night
Eat a weed brownie and catch a sex show
Guy in a gorilla suit fuck a nympho
Roll up, I feel so free here
Bongs made of ice, smoke the best weed here
But it’s time to leave here
Next stop London, bruv got a nigga in
And I left 50 bags in the ‘telly
To call my office up, just to fuckin’ tell me

[Interlude: Tony Yayo]
You know, they thought I was booked for two more days in Amsterdam in the Grand Hotel
I left 50 bags of weed there, you know, but…
They called me up to tell me I left my weed
I was in London, I can’t bring that shit on the plane, you know?
Whoo Kid

[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
Wanna go somewhere
Where all my niggas is just livin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
So won’t nobody be trippin’

[Outro: Watch The Duck & Waka Flocka Flame]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Brick Squad!
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Whoo Kid
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Fatality

[Intro]
Bitch, yeah, ayy, bitch
Is that Shoki on the beat?
I just left London, I just left London
Ayy, yeah (Bitch), ayy, ooh (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt

[Verse]
The whole damn gang, dumb, dumb, and dumbass
Pull up on them and I’m letting the gun blast
I got like forty-five left in this Glock
This is my mop and it hold fifty shots
I took that Lambo’ right off of the lot
And did the dash, I had to run from the cops
Double the cup that I’m pourin’ the drop
And drink it fast, bitch, I be sippin’ a lot
Put fifty-thousand dollars on a watch
And spent the bag just to look down at this clock
Watch me turn up on these niggas
Got ’em mad, now they wishin’ a nigga would stop
When I run down on a nigga
I do him bad, yeah I knock his ass right out his socks
Don’t try to clown me, lil’ nigga
You wasting your time and I wish that you niggas would stop

[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert]
I was on a Molly
Bitches out in Boston (woah)
Fuck this bitch in Follies
Her pussy was awesome
Rockstar like Jeff Hardy
Do tricks like Matt Hoffman
She just wanna party
She do that shit often
She gon’ suck my dick until she start gagging and coughing
Am I scared? No hardly
I deserve a heart lift
My new crib is so big
This shit got an office
I was off a 30
This shit made me nauseous
My new car on derby’s
Automatic parkin’
Ballin’ in my jersey
In the streets I’m chartin’

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
12 check me then they took my gun
Me no trippin’ ’cause I got a whole ‘nother gun
If she leave me yeah I got a whole ‘nother one
I put that on my son but I ain’t even got a son

Red, green, beam green, bitch I never miss
She suck the life up out my dick like its a peppermint
I get the cheese like I work for the government
I’m an alien lookin’ for your mothership

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert:]
Fuck 20 up London
I’m a [?][?][?]
Me and Murda, we up to somethin’
I was on that Hemi and almost caught me a finnesse
Used to hustle hard now you’re claimin’ you’re my cousin
I fuck your bitch now she thinkin’ I’m her husband
I’m in some Balmain these jeans they cost a thousand
And I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
And I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Oh
Lil pump, yeah
What’s up?
How’d it go last week?
Eh, eh, uhm
How’s your man now?
Yeah, Huh (Huh)
Danny I See You

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Oh, oh
Multi-millionaire, aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (oh)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)
Multi-millionaire-aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (damn)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty, oh)

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Took thirty bands out to bust down pipe
Got your baby mama off a Tesla and she sniffin’ white
Fuck that bitch two times, I ain’t know that that’s your wife (oh)
And I got hungry for some wings so I took a flight (eh)
If I die, bury me with two bust downs on my wrist
Drive for mollys on my casket add three pints of Actavis
My house made is super thick, my house made is super thick
She finna go clean my house then she finna suck my-
Owh

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Lil Uzi Vert]
Oh, oh
Multi-millionaire, aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (oh)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)
Multi-millionaire-aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (let’s go)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (let’s go)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (oh)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Oh, multi-millionaire
Oh, multi-millionaire
Oh, and my headlights on a deer
I can make a bitch stop stare, oh (stop stare)
Had to go cop two pair, oh
Gucci coat over my glare, oh
Know who I fear, oh
I can fuck ya bitch in a chair (let’s go)
These moves is nothin’ (lets go)
I’m gettin’ the money
I fucked your lil’ bitch took her right out of London
I’m gettin’ this sounds as I keep it a hunnid
You look at my chain and that bitch is so sunny
It’s muhfuckin’ cold, it leave ya nose runnin’
I got a bitch live out and don’t look at money
I’m move with the I drum and I’m bought like I’m drummin’
Got Uzi’s and MAC’s in my Bentley truck
Let’s go

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Multi-millionaire, aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (oh)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)
Multi-millionaire-aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (damn)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)

Multi-millionaire
Multi-millionaire
Multi-millionaire
Multi-millionaire
If you rich, put your bust down in the air
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’

[Intro: Young Thug & Skooly]
Yeah, I’m on the run
Here I come, I’m with your mom
We got London On Da Track

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (skrt)
Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today (aye)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (bent)
Burberry guts what the captain say (Slatt)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today (woo!)
My new Balenciaga rags today (oh, damn, woo!)

[Post-Chorus]
Niggas might kill for biscuits
Trappin’ out the intercontinental (hey!)
Bitch can’t wait ’til my check clear
Bitch gon’ act like she triller (act like she triller)
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red
All a nigga know is take meds
Nigga, stop drinkin’ my red (woo!)

[Verse 1]
Slime all these niggas, I’m tired of trie
I just sit back and smoke out a pound of weed (smoke out)
I got rollies galore, ain’t no clowning me
I got woadies with me speaking Chinese (got woadies right now, now)
I get fed up and throw a catastrophe (fed up)
In the drop, me, my dog had ’em ten key (woo!)
Secret service, so everything is touchscreen
I had walked in the loft, didn’t insert a key (blast-off)
Hold up, pattycake, baguettes, the karats, no carrot cake (baguettes! Yeah, bitch)
For God’s sake, stack up your racks, put it all away (ooh, let’s go)
Polish your ass, polish your stomach
And polish your face (polish your face)
Stack up the cash, go buy Richard Mille, that’s all I can say (woo!)
Whole lotta gang shit, whole lotta this and that
Whole lotta ain’t this (whole lotta, whole lotta)
Whole lotta cash over here, no whole lotta playing (oh, oh)
I spent your stash box on a little Mercedes
I popped at the last opp, and I end up escapin’

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (I just might hop inside a cab)
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today (Urus paper tag)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (when I bend the corner, the rims)
Burberry guts what the captain say (woah-woah-woah-oh)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today (fuck ’round)
I just might do the whole dash today (hold up)
My new Balenciaga rags today (swoop)

[Post-Chorus]
Niggas might kill for biscuits
Trappin’ out the intercontinental
Bitch can’t wait ’til my check clear
Bitch gon’ act like she triller
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red (woah)
All a nigga know is take meds (woah)
Nigga, stop drinkin’ my red

[Verse 2]
I want the baddest señora, I’m ’bout to turn this bitch up (hoo!)
I just want to tell you she told you, yeah
She say she want it in her butt
I told that bitch bend it over (she want it in her butt!)
I’m a kingpin, yeah
Yeah, bitch, I got weight like a boulder (woah-woah-woah)
On the west coast with no spokes (nah)
You said that you riding (you said)
You said you in (yeah)
You sure stayed down (woah), now you in a Benz (woah)
This livelihood (lively), we living in (woah)
It’s all good in this life of sin (yeah)
I have a boatload of diamonds (diamonds)
When I get tired of this rhyming (woah-woah-woah)
I’m trying to kidnap your hotness (what?)
He bout to catch him a body (rrr!)
I stand the stick up on one feet (stand up!)
Bitch bout as tall as your body (woo!)
Don’t let it slide when you try me (woo!)
Ain’t no big gunnin’ around me (man)
Hop off the jet we was nine deep
It was a 16 passenger seat (16)
I like the way you been rhyming
One of one, no Siamese (one of one)
I got my card on file, Doctor Miami gon’ fix all my Chinese (one of one)
Fuck ’til our lights out on a jet, when we wake up, I think he was flying me there
The top of it’s brown (the top of it’s brown)
Yeah, the middle of it’s red (middle of it’s red)
Yeah, she nut by the round
They call it squirtin’ intead (let’s go)
Yeah, I like her for real (like her for real)
We skippin’ town from the feds (let’s go)
This codeine on chill (Act!)
She wet like a shower head (woo-hoo!)
Yeah, I came with the drill (I came with the drill)
I came with the powers and nails (powers and nails, woa-yeah)
I came with the deals (woah)
I came in with hoes like a sled (woa-yeah)
Yeah, a rich nigga tilt (woah)
I keep a Rolls Royce in this shit (keep Rolls Royce in this)
Yeah, I’m fuckin’ your nat (fuckin’ your nat)
‘Fore we done got to the bed (‘fore we done got to the bed)

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent
Burberry guts what the captain say
Chanel, she can get a little today
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today
My new Balenciaga rags today

[Outro: Kodak Black]
I’m in London, got my beat from London

[Intro: Young Thug]
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing (tsh-tsh-ah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You said no interest, said you found a better climax
You said he’s swagged out, you leave
It’s like a shot to the back
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
But leave, like it’s nothing (we got London On Da Track)

[Verse 1: 6LACK]
I just be watching my words (words)
You say whatever the fuck (fuck)
I think I take what I get (get)
And say whatever they love (love)
This might hurt for days
Now I can’t find my way (ay)
Sike, know I’m just playin’
Onto the next like I’m okay
Aye, this a pimpin’ can’t you tell? (tell)
She like, “No I can’t what the hell?”(hell)
Well then pull up baby, in a spell
Came out new hair, new nails
She take my heart then drive back
One, two, three, four, five, damn (yeah)
Deletin’ pictures on the gram
You forgot who I am
From the frontseats to the nosebleeds
That’s for actin’ like you don’t know me
Damn, my new bitch, she a trophy
And she love me for the old me
Yeah, the cold me, yeah, the old me (old me, yeah)
She the homie, cop her a rollie (rollie, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing (tsh-tsh-ah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Hu-uh, hu-uh, she r-i-i-ide
She wanna ride, ooh-oh-oh
My shawty better than that
Can’t complain about nothin’ (can’t complain about nothin’!)
How the fuck am I ever gon’ go turn myself in?
Got it stacked up on the Seroquel
Bitch it’s pimpin’ can’t you tell? (yeah)
This is pimpin’, can’t you tell? (yeah)
This shit look fishy, I don’t wanna see
Emergency, I’m tryna go to sleep
Money cut down a load of trees
Sauvage Dior, this ain’t no Creed
My dog got a deal, he back on the street
This bitch is so real, she as bad as can be
I had bitches around they was backstabbing me
I went straight to the racks like a hemi in me
Good energy, I invest in my queen
I can ride on this hoe like a new 12 speed
My bitch, bad, tragedy
Bitch, bad, tragedy

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing

[Outro: Kodak Black]
I’m in London got my beat from London

[Verse]
This is my happy ever suicide
My hands tied behind my breast
My silhouette did pirouettes
The curtains are closing
My baby was my ooh-lah lah, neverlasting
My baby was my cry me rivers and shadow casket
Who could be my lovely, my lovely?
Who could be my only one, my only?
I’m almost just as empty as you think I am, a penny for your thoughts
A wooden hair of happiness, a pretty Ricky Ross
A may-black music, I woke up in my sympathy, became black Judas
All my everythings for sale
All my second hand discoveries, Dungarees faded pale
All my halfway hallelujahs are tippy-toed in the mail
All the fluctuations on scales
And the missing therapy sessions of bullies treating me well
Well, we don’t drink that
If it ain’t the top shelf, nigga you can keep that
Share my life on Telefone, I’m 25 at 306, and 809 became my home
Gave you a taste of my redemption and now I want my drink back
Somebody hold me like I’m almost enough
Somebody told me pray for heaven, saw how tiny it was
Little love from me, we can build this home alone
Alone
Forever with you, forever with you
I’m a home away from home and promise you’ll keep this secret
And promise you won’t forgive me to tell you that smells like peaches
He who leeches on love is a lame, chains and left her for London
Wireless festival reparable, so good when he wasn’t

[Intro: Young Thug]
Aye
We got London on da Track
You should loosen up a little bit
Girl, you should loosen up a little bit
I just thought
You should know
Thought that you should know
It’s a whole new world
You can be my girl
You should know
Foreign, we could go
Got a lil’ molly and coke
Use your nose
Gotta use your nose
Use your nose
Got a lil’ molly and coke
But you gotta use your nose
Fee-fi-fo
G.I. Joe
We can go high as skies go
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never seen no bitch that won’t go on a UFO
Ay, ay, oh
Yikes, I know, aye

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Me and you should roll
We should go
I ain’t washin’ my clothes
I’d buy these new clothes
I’d rather buy new clothes
Saint Laurent on my toes
Fifty racks in the store
Fifty more in my coat
Big bank Slime, ho
Spent one or two dimes on her
I spend time with the owners
Big bank, Slime owner
We a different breed
We just tryna succeed
Got some diamonds on my teeth
Tell me who do it like me?
I’m ’bout to tease it
First, I gotta eat it
I got my reasons
I got some reasons
Everyone ’round me bleedin’
Yeah, the top floor of the Four Seasons
I was this close to servin’ them keys
Now twenty hoes on they knees

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Hope your girlfriend got on green, ah
Hit a lick in all black, Reebok
Come down the block in a tank top
And y’all gon’ kill the scene, yeah
Need the money just for what I fiend, yeah
I’ma try just ’bout everything, yeah
I’ma go all out for the green, yeah
I’ma ball out with my team, yeah
I’ma pull up in a ‘vette (skrrt, skrrt)
You know that I’m reppin’ my set (I’m reppin’ my set)
I just hopped out the jet, yeah
Now I’m headed to the check, yeah
Whole lotta money right up in my jeans
I’ma get up and go get what I need
Beat the game, somethin’ like Billie Jean
Mixin’ red in a pint with the green
Hit the gas, I’ma tear up the scene
[?], you ain’t tryin’ me
Walked in with a slime with me
Hit up Ellie for a brand new ring

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Yeah, bails like south, yeah
Dick in her mouth, yeah
‘Bout to fuck her on the couch, yeah
Fuck her slow like slouch, yeah
‘Bout to get in my mouth, yeah
Hopped from Ferrari to couch, yeah
Bankhead bounce, yeah
None of my diamonds got clout
I got a car in the house like couch
I got a key to your main bitch house
I steer the Rolls Royce today, ain’t feel like gettin’ rained out
Philippe’s on me today
I got a bitch, I ain’t trustin’ her mouth
I ’bout to kick shit sideways right now
‘Bout to say something right now
I got a pill in my stomach right now
I got a lotta new money right now
Blue face, hunnid by the low
Inside out, white nose
Hol’ up, baby girl, move
Everybody cut my bros
Put my dick in her nose
They might pass that hoe to my bros
I got 20-dollar bills, we cold
Got five, put it right up in her nose, yeah
I know she about the green hoe, yeah
Got Jeffery workin’ on these hoes, yeah
Eenie, miney, mo, which one I’m ’bout to floss
Eenie, miney, mo, which one don’t got draws
I’ma pinky roll, pass her to the dawg
Scottie pimp these hoes, show ’em Michael Jordan
All my diamonds bought without the clout
I put it up as if it was a drought
New York niggas call me without a doubt
I’ma ride for ’em like we at the house, uh
Ain’t got a beat in my trunk, yeah
Like factories, I gon’ ride these cars, yeah
Ride a Maybach like a hump, yeah
Backseat turn to a bunk, yeah
I take a trip to ya chain gang, I wanna go to ya compound
Love for every rich nigga except Donald Trump, yeah
All these rap niggas daddy
I should buy some Vans
Money long as a caddy, yeah
All these rap niggas daddy
I should invest in vans
I don’t do no dabbin’ fresher than some ranch

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car

[Hook]
Two step skank,
Two step skank,
Two step skank,
Two step skank,

[Verse 1]
Ayyy,
I’m an English dude with an English groove,
Fuck dabbin’ in the club I’ve got an English move.

I’m a uk man, a big 2 step fan (Are you ready for the Dapper Dan man).
Let me tell you about uk “G” and how uk “G” has inspired me.
Two step to the girl with the two step walk,
Check out my skank, we don’t need no talk.

With a little bit of luxury, Ma garage girl.
21 Sec’s to get to the hotel.
Imagine I was sorry for the things I said,
I gotta get through this, get her to the bed.

Do you really like it when I give you what I love,
Am I moving to fast with my 12 inch dove.
She likes the way that I fill her in,
Right about now wanna hear you sing.

[Hook] (x2)
Two step skank, (Come check out my 2 step skank)
Two step skank, (You’re not ready for my 2 step skank)
Two step skank, (Come check out my 2 step skank)
Two step skank, (You’re not ready for my 2 step skank)

[Verse 2]
Now you wanna get more? Flip up the script and go 4×4,
My donk plays so get the encore, when I drop this one on any dance floor.
And I keep on reppin’, from London to Manny we keep 2 steppin’
Snapchat blowin up everybody checking, I am the teacher and this is the
Lesson.

I remember when I was at school, I smoked the reefer tryna act cool,
It was a battle being the class fool, now this little man is showing them
All.
This tune here is bound for the reload, we bring joy everywhere that we go,

7 days a week I’m doin’ my thing, right about now let me hear you sing.

[Hook] (x2)
Two step skank, (Come check out my 2 step skank)
Two step skank, (You’re not ready for my 2 step skank)
Two step skank, (Come check out my 2 step skank)
Two step skank, (You’re not ready for my 2 step skank)

[Verse 1]
John Lennon was there, shouting on the king of London
Around Mark Place Square I remember it was spring in London
But no one seem to notice what the world was coming to
It didn’t really matter, we didn’t have a clue
We ran head long, to the Mulberry Dawn

[Verse 2]
O the Connies and girls looking at the land the big one
And the fella’s stood back wishing they could stand the big one
But they were beautiful girls and everything was great
And back in the apartment you never had to say it
First the loving, then the Mulberry Dawn

[Chorus]
Summer seasons in Blackpool autographs on the pier
Some where there for the glory and some where there for the beer
Oh dear, oh dear
Now coming out of the business the rumblings have changed
Now nothing was for certain and everything was strange
It was so strange, so strange

[Bridge]
We’re flowing like seeds in the wind, arrows straight to the mark
Love comes in to it’s own, and sorrows wait in the dark
And the children are born, to the Mulberry Dawn

[Verse 3]
John Lennon was there, shouting on the king of London
In Roger’s old Jag, driving ’round the swing in London
Oh breaking with convention, yes that was all the rage
And all you really wanna do is get back on the stage
And play your music, to the Mulberry dawn
First the loving, then the Mulberry Dawn

(feat. Stormzy)

[Verse 1: Raye]
In August, I’m staring at rain clouds
A descendant of London
I watch as people are falling like rain
Encouraged to seek other options
I don’t need other options
You either eat it or you spit it out
You’re either silent or you run your mouth
You breathe in or you breathe out
I’m so cold but the sun’s up
Like it’s winter all year, oh
So welcome you to it now
Oh, wait, that was my sound
Could you dig it up or sweat it out?
Could you give it up and sit down?
But after that, I hope you know your place
Cause you just gave me the damn crown

[Chorus: Raye]
And I’m gonna wear it proud
Watch me as I wear it now
I’mma ride this money like a wave
This money like a wave, this money like a wave

[Bridge: Raye]
Now I made it this far, but this far ain’t nothing
If we’re talking ambition, I think you should know that I don’t wanna settle for nothing
I wanna know that I got myself
I wanna ride my money like a wave
My money like a wave, my money like a wave, yeah

[Verse 2: Raye]
I want the future, I want the best view
I’d like to buy all my day ones a house too
Collie, Ben, Jodie, I got you
I’ve got a list of everything I would do
Make that dumb guy regret what he did do
Then he’ll be calling up my phone like “I miss you”
Then I’ll be like “haha, you can go now
Cause you didn’t wanna know when I told you
I’m gonna make something of my life”
Believe that, yeah babe
I’ve got God, he is on my side
And I’m a child of ’97 so I plan to be on time
And I’m ahead of this game
Yes, I were meant for this life, oh

[Chorus: Raye]
And I’m gonna wear it proud
Watch me as I wear it now
I’mma ride this money like a wave
This money like a wave, this money like a wave

[Verse 3: Stormzy]
You know I only phone back
If I know that it’s the money calling
Tell ’em bitches “do not phone back
I am in the studio recording”
Mummy, listen when I’m talking
Mummy, listen, it’s important
I wasn’t gonna tell you, but I thought I’d let you know
That I just got us both a mortgage
Now it’s top floor with these fancy reservations
I don’t even like it, I’m just here for observations
Tryna tell the difference from my people and my pagans
Cuh’ the last time that I slipped, I had a sticky situation
I will never slip again, you can put that on my savings
They wait for me to fall, I keep on waiting
This feeling is amazing, how’s it feel to hate the kid
But deep inside, you know you rate him? Man, that shit must be frustrating

[Chorus: Raye]
And I’m gonna wear it proud
Watch me as I wear it now
I’mma ride this money like a wave
This money like a wave, this money like a wave

[Bridge: Raye]
Now I made it this far, but this far ain’t nothing
If we’re talking ambition, I think you should know that I don’t wanna settle for nothing
I wanna know that I got myself
I wanna ride my money like a wave
My money like a wave, my money like a wave, yeah

[Outro: Raye]
Now I made it this far, but this far ain’t nothing
If we’re talking ambition, I think you should know that I don’t wanna settle for nothing

[Verse 1]
Wake up ’cause I’m on my way
2 AM in the cab and it’s only Monday
And the driver knows my name
Yeah, I hope that I am on your mind
My head’s out the window tonight
Staying up till the club shut down
Yeah, I work too much so I had to get out
Tell me where you wanna go
Back to your place, I don’t mind
My head’s out the window tonight

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna go home
Let’s go somewhere we’ve not been before
We could get high on the beach
Or fly to London or Tokyo
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive

[Chorus]
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together

[Verse 2]
And you look so good right now
At a secret place that we go to downtown
You’re the one that I won’t let go
It feels so wrong, but it’s so right
My head’s out the window tonight

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna go home
Let’s go somewhere we’ve not been before
We could get high on the beach
Or fly to London or Tokyo
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive

[Chorus]
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together

[Bridge]
I don’t wanna go home
Let’s go somewhere we’ve not been before
We could get high on the beach
Or fly to London or Tokyo
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive
I come alive when we’re together
I’m alive, I’m alive

[Chorus]
I come alive when we’re together
I come alive when we’re together
When we’re together I come alive
When we’re together I come alive
I come alive when we’re together
I come alive when we’re together
When we’re together I come alive
When we’re together I come alive
I come alive when we’re together

[Verse 1]
Shadows are falling, and I’ve been here all day
It’s too hot to sleep, and time is running away
Feel like my soul has, turned into steel
I’ve still got the scars, that the sun didn’t heal
There’s not even room enough, to be anywhere

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 2]
Well, my sense of humanity, has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there’s been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing, what was in her mind
I just don’t see why I should even care

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 3]
Well, I’ve been to London, and I’ve been to gay Paris
I’ve followed the river, and I got to the sea
I’ve been down to the bottom, of a world full of lies
I ain’t lookin for nothing, in anyone’s eyes
Sometimes my burden, is more than I can bear

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 4]
I was born here, and I’ll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I’m moving, but I’m standing still
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
I can’t even remember what it was, I came here to get away from
Don’t even hear a murmur of a prayer

[Outro]
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Chorus]
Lord, when they call my phone I just press ignore
Couple A&Rs live on my front porch
They say that I’m almost on I tell them I know
Know oh oh oh oh

Lord, when they call my phone I just press ignore
Couple A&Rs live on my front porch
They say that I’m almost on I tell them I know
Know oh oh oh oh

[Verse 1]
My circle full
They thought that I need them but I’m cool
Taking my space up they better move
‘Cause if it ain’t this shit what would I do
Probably give it to her like she wanna
Hands up on her make her jaw drop
And the only time she running to me now
When she run and come and give me nana
I’m into getting my funds up
I got a bitch out in London
They don’t know just how much shit be ringing on me

[Chorus 2x]
Lord, when they call my phone I just press ignore
Couple A&Rs live on my front porch
They say that I’m almost on I tell them I know
Know oh oh oh oh

[Verse 2]
My circle full
Thought that they was special they confused
The truth is I don’t think I’m much like you yeah yeah
I ain’t no fool yeah yeah
I paid my dues on dues now they can kiss my ass
Remember when they would talk down its like now they be lucky if talking to me
Just came from Germany fresh off the flight after signing the deal of your dreams
I just don’t think you’d know
Quite how much they would call

[Chorus 2x]
Lord, when they call my phone I just press ignore
Couple A&Rs live on my front porch
They say that I’m almost on I tell them I know
Know oh oh oh oh

[Middle 8 2x]
Change, how could I change I’m used to me
Way, there is no way to cut these strings

[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
Yeah
Oh yeah
(Let’s go, let’s go)
Yeah
(Let’s go, let’s go)
Oh yeah

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
I’m way too fly, shine in the night time
I’m a vampire but I don’t bite, come outside when it’s daylight
But please don’t waste my time, I’m timeless I can’t lie
I bet I can hit it, give me one night (give me one night)
If I say the right lines

[Verse 1: Davido]
[?], said you the one though
Oh girl, I thought you said you the one
For your [?] girl, I’ll be a lover
[?], said you be the one
[?]
I was chilling by the bar
Sippin’ at the sea, you was having sex on the beach
Baby girl we gon’ shut down
[?], we go one time
This pussy got me on lockdown
I like it when she comes around, yeah

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
I’m way too fly, shine in the night time
I’m a vampire but I don’t bite, come outside when it’s daylight
But please don’t waste my time, I’m timeless I can’t lie
I bet I can hit it, give me one night (give me one night)
If I say the right lines

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I got the juice baby, yeah, put you in the mood baby, yeah
Sex with you was too crazy, yeah, wish there was two of you baby
Yeah, I need two of you, you should move how I move too, yeah
Black hoodie and some black boots in the 2018 Benz coupe, yeah
Left wrist lookin’ like ooh, and my pinky ring on froze, ooh yeah
Diamonds looking so cold, like an angel in the snow, yeah oh
All my niggas on go, act crazy on the road, mm-yeah
My Patek used to be gold, now it’s 54 a show, mm-yeah

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
I’m way too fly, shine in the night time
I’m a vampire but I don’t bite, come outside when its daylight
But please don’t waste my time, I’m timeless I can’t lie
I bet I can hit it, give me one night (give me one night)
If I say the right lines

[Outro: Davido]
Shout out to my New York baby
Shout out to my [?]
Shout out to my African baby
Love to my London lady

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
This that shit like
This that shit like where you just talk your shit like… haha
Go ‘head O
Ayy, I told them niggas like, look…
Danny, I see you

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show
I got bitches gettin’ naked, throwin’ money on the floor
Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin’ ’cause he broke
I ain’t never played the bitch, I’m in the game and that’s for sure
Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes (skrrt)
My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade
I’m out of town, still wear the chain like I’m Johnny Dang
I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

[Verse 1]
Lifestyle on 300, Sparta’s how we comin’ (we comin’)
Loverboy like I’m McLovin, I got bitches in London
You gon’ take a chance and get nothin’, niggas fake and be frontin’ (they fake)
Whole crowd lit, fist-pumpin’, on the stage, I’m jumpin’ (jump, jump)
I get cash in abundance, know I made it from my grind
I was waitin’ patiently, I knew this shit would take some time
She be sniffin’ too much coco, she can’t read between the lines
Fell in love with all the hype, now she don’t wanna go outside
I bust down the wrist, now my time is full of ice
I bust up my clique, now my niggas livin’ life
And you are full of shit if you think I would take advice
You were doin’ all the wrong to make sure I was never right

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show
I got bitches gettin’ naked, throwin’ money on the floor
Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin’ ’cause he broke
I ain’t never played the bitch, I’m in the game and that’s for sure
Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes (skrrt)
My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade
I’m out of town, still wear the chain like I’m Johnny Dang
I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

[Verse 2]
Ayy, and I can’t be tamed, put this shit on replay (replay)
Run her hand all through my braids, she know I’m the new wave (the wave)
Lately I’ve been on this chase, dark shades, Blu-Ray (Blu-Ray)
You will never take up my space, I don’t care what you say (you say)
I had to run it up
Don’t think that you’ve done enough, I blew up like Mrs. Puff
Now they all wanna fuck with us, and these girls fall in love with us
Like no, no, no, no, no
I gotta let you go, go, go, go, go, for real

Silked like a ghost in infinite splendor
The moon illumes like a madness vendor
Lycanting hosts to a coarse surrender
Frightening most lest they offend her reign

Proletariat enslaved
In whoredom with Moloch
London run amok is Sodom bathed
In an eerie light and a sickening fog

This city is a beautiful spider
With a poison welling inside her
That subdues and loots her prey
A web to tarry souls compelling them to
Duly stray

Fantasmagoriana’s on its way

This mist, carousing off the Thames
Its sallow tendrils bend
The will of many men
To morbid fascination

How the full asylums howl
With madness on the prowl
And all the maidens bow
To the skeletal
Squalor King Cholera
Here the age grows more unholier
Careered with fear
Beneath the veil of melancholia

Now the smoke stacks darken skies
The caress of death is on the rise
Its choking breath romanticized
And dressed in Gothic veneration

Funereal this bride
Wedded to the dead inside

Blackest magic, whithechapel paved
Penny bloods delight in
The tragic splay of rifled graves
And suicide spirit guides the circle is inviting

Evil dances under many guises
Pristine masks shadow terrible vices
Sins enhanced Lucifer entices near

Here the age grows more unholier
Careered with fear
Beneath the veil of melancholia

Now the smoke stacks darken skies
The caress of death is on the rise
Its choking breath romanticized
And dressed in greatest expectations
Thin wings lay on the ground
Bound for the pound
Of the beckoning reckoning

Infatuation with the mysterious
Frights are writing better chapter and verse
Intoxication hearts are not averse
To circus freaks and black waxworks

Those that the grace of god denied
Become divertissement to curb
The bitter taste from glittered lives
Modernity perturbs

Horror victorianorum

Phantasmogenic psychogenic
Sotted minds are bled away

Behind the rind of imperialistic overall
Industrious teeth sank deep into the red map
Workhouses grist for satanic treadmills
Spew offsprings back intact
In fact far closer to collapse
And the pooling lamp of science in defiance of the lord
Its hallowed tallow burning with discord
Is born of midnight trysts with resurrectionists
Body snatchers child catchers
The Necropolis built on top of this
Is an Empire fit for ghouls

Is an empire fit for ghouls

Here the age grows more unholier
Careered with fear
Beneath the veil of melancholia

Now the smoke stack darken skies
The caress of death is on the rise
Its choking breath romanticized
And dressed in chocked abomination
Aberration
A mourning nation cries

Intro
Stacey j
No 1 in African
Eazyprince on beat
Nahahaha
Listen

Verse 1
When am in trouble you gonna
Rescue me rescue me
If am in pain you gonna console me
Console me
When I need you uhh you gonna satisfy me satisfy me
You stand by me when people stand against me
Cos you my baby

Hook
E dey sweet me for body yoh
E dey sweet me for body oh oh
Baby carry me go away baby carry me go away
Dodorimado dodorimado oh oh narararara

Chorus
Baby you are too much oh
You are too much oh
Me and you go dey
Baby you are too much oh
You are too much onyekemo
Baby you are too much oh
You are too much oh
Me and you forever ah ah ah

Verse 2
You are giving me everything that I need oh
Ah ah ah
You showed me too much love baby oh
Your love dey killing me softly
Your love dey killing me eh eh
For your love I go go to American for your love
I go go to London oh my baby yeah
Baby yoh oh oh
You are my irreplaceable my one and only
No one but you, no one but you ah ah
Your love dey sweet for my belle
E dey totori my heart
Oh my baby oh
Dio dio dio dio dio dio oh
You are too much oh

Hook
E dey sweet me for body oh
E dey sweet me for body oh
Baby carry me go away baby carry me
Go away
Dodorimado dodorimado oh
Narararara

Chorus
Bsby you are too much oh
You are too much oh
Me and you go dey
Baby you are too much oh you are too much oh
Onyekemo oh
Babby you are too much oh
You are too much oh
Me and you forever ah ah ah

Is stacey j
Stacey j upon the sing
Ah ah ah ah
Eazy prince upon the beat oh
Ah ah ah ah

Isanghan kkoma
Sumswideus nolaehaessne
Eodideun joh-a
Eum-ag-i hago sip-eossne
Ojig nolae
Simjang-eul ttwige hadeonthing
Hanappun-ideon
Gil-eul geol-eossjiman

Swibji anh-a
Silpaewa jeolmang
Jichin nal nugunga bulleo sewo geonnen mal
You’re a singing star
You’re a singing star
But I see no star..
Myeoch nyeon-i heulleogabeolin dwi

(We still) Sky high, sky fly, sky dope
(We still) Same try, same scar, same work
(We still) sesang eodil gado
(We still) hotelbangseo jag-eob
(I still) haluneun neomu jal dwae geu da-eumnal-eun manghae
(I still) oneul-eun mwolo salji gimnamjun anim RM?
Seumuldaseos, jal saneun beob-eun ajigdo boleugess-eo
Geuleoni oneuldo ulineun geunyang go

We goin’ from NY to Cali
London to Paris
Uliga ganeun geu gos-i eodideun party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
I segye eodiseolado nan nolaehali
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi..

Guleum wileul maeil guleum wileul maeil
Guleum wie nae feel guleum wie check it
Guleumgwaui kemi guleumgwa halu jong-il
Guleum taneun jaemi, guleum bomyeo fade in
Neohuin molla maybe
Myeoch nyeon dong-an-ui bihaeng tas-e
Maillijiman myeoch simman dae
Mos ilun neohuideul-eul wilohaejul ttaeya
Geu bihaeng pointeulo seonmul halge
Love eeopeullein modeu singyeong-eun da off
Geu nugudeunji mwoladeon
Geujeo gyesog peoseuteuleul jikimyeo
Bam haneul-eul bolge jigeum nae jalie majchwo

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Geulae meomchuneun beobdo
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Geulae jom swineun beobdo
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Silpaehaneun beobdo
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
TV nawaseo gwiyeoun
Don jalangdeul-eun fed up
Yeogwon-eun gwalosa jigjeon
Midieoui hyetaeg-eun doelyeo neonega bad-assji kkalkkalkkalkkal
Ya ya selleobnol-ineun neonega deo jalhae
Ulin yeojeonhi geuttaewa ttoggat-eo
Woo!

We goin’ from Mexico City
London to Paris
Uliga ganeun geu gos-i eodideun party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
I segye eodiseolado nan nolaehali
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi..

An odd kid
He sang as if he was breathing
Wherever was fine
He only wanted to do music
Only singing
The thing that made his heart beat
Although he walked down the only path

It’s not easy
Failure and frustration
Words that someone gave me after calling me, exhausted, to stop
You’re a singing star
You’re a singing star
But I see no star…
After some years passed by

(We still) Sky high, sky fly, sky dope
(We still) Same try, same scar, same work
(We still) Wherever in the world we go
(We still) We work in our hotel rooms
(I still) One day it works out too well, then the next day I’m completely screwed
(I still) Who should I live as today, Kim Namjoon or RM?
25, I still don’t know how to live well
So, today as well, we just go

We goin’ from NY to Cali
London to Paris
Wherever we go, party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
Wherever in the world, I will sing
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

Every day above the clouds, Every day above the clouds
My feel above the clouds, Check it above the clouds
My chemistry with the clouds, All day with the clouds
The fun of riding the clouds, Fade in looking at the clouds
You don’t know maybe
Thanks to years of flying
I got a few hundred thousand mileage
It’s time to console you who couldn’t make it
I’ll give you the flight points as a present
Love the airplane mode, Turn off all the concerns
No matter what anyone says
I’ll just continue to keep the first
And look at the night sky as it fits my place right now

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Yeah how to stop
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Yeah how to take some rest
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Yeah how to fail
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I got fed up by you cutely bragging about your money on TV
My passport is about to die from overwork
You’re the ones who benefitted from media, bwahahaha
Hey, hey you’re the ones who’re better at playing celebrities
We’re still the same as back then
Woo!

We goin’ from Mexico City
London to Paris
Wherever we go, party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
Wherever in the world, I will sing
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

[Hook]
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon

[Chorus]
Hey, guess again
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end

[Verse 1]
Try to divide us and we grow stronger
Can’t fight us no longer
Man are too righteous, ain’t going under
We’ll take them down instead
Drop ’em on their head from the height of Mount Everest
We don’t bow down to no terrorists
So why we gonna kneel for the politicians
When we see ’em going on so treacherous
Hey, them man they be lying, they be fucking with our future
From all positions like they reading Kama Sutra
Breaking out the EU like they in a Mini Cooper
Yeah

[Chorus]
Guess again
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end

[Verse 2]
Ain’t scared of no tyrants
They can’t control us, threaten us with violence
Man dem will roll up, hear the sound of sirens
Then we see the road blocks
Think that’s gonna change things, boy?
Boys in blue see black and white, don’t see no other colour
But they only shoot at one more than they do the other
If you think that people only riot in the summer
Guess again, guess again, guess again-gain-gain
Don’t you know what happen when you back man in a corner
Lash out, don’t act like we didn’t warn ya
Lash out, you man are acting out of order
Murder man for nothing and the government support ya
Woah

[Chorus]
Guess again
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end

[Bridge]
Right wing fundamentalists, oh
We don’t like your rhetoric, no
You man are fucking menaces
But we’ll stay here and settle this
If you think we’re playing
Then you don’t know who you’re messing with
If you think this is a game
Guess again, guess again, guess again-gain-gain
If you think this is a game
Guess again, guess again, guess again-gain

[Hook]
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon

[Chorus]
Guess again
If you thought that I had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent my ends
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that I had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent my ends
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end

[Hook]
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon

(Intro)
Take off (take off)
I’m in London, got my beat from London

(Verse 1)
Run up a check on them niggas, I got ’em bitter off that
They give me nothin’ but they still be feelin’ that I should be givin’ them that (I don’t owe no nigga)
When I come back off the road I take a victory lap (victory lap)
Just can’t do no dumb shit with none of these fuck niggas, ain’t get that victory back
Turn up, trap house with the space heater, I was just sittin’ in that (I was just sittin’ in that)
Big MAC with 50 shots, you playin’, I’m givin’ you that
I ain’t got a way to it, y’all side, I got in the building with that (got in the building with that)
Rob me and I wanna see blood, there ain’t no givin’ it back (tell him run up on me then)
Niggas watched me run around broke, it ain’t no feeling like that (ain’t no feeling like that)
Press ’em up off a 3 minute rap, JB, how they feel about that? (on the first day out)
Girl I wanna fuck you in this Wraith, tell me how you feel about that (how you feel about that?)
After this, I’m ignorin’ your texts, bitch, you got a nigga for that

(Pre-Chorus)
My stomach was touchin’ my back (it was)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
Remember my freedom got snatched? (it did)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
But I ain’t get hit with no net (I didn’t)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)
These niggas got overlapped (they did)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)

(Chorus)
But I got a Cali’ connect (I got a Cali’ connect)
In case I don’t make it in rap (in case I don’t make it in rap)
I gotta chase this connect (gotta chase this connect)
They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’ (They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’)
I got a Miami connect (I got a Miami connect)
My Haitian will throw you a bag (Haitian throw you a bag)
I got a Atlanta connect (I got a Atlanta connect)
They gon’ pull up with them straps (pull up with them)

(Verse 2)
Shout-out to my nigga Yachty, he put the bear on the boat (one-hunnid)
That bitch say she got a nigga, I can take care of you both (for real)
My people say, and I quote, “Boy, you will never get on.” (fuck ’em)
Now all their faces so long, my free CD damn near went gold (went gold)
Tell the promoter just come with a dub, and I’ma come pack out the place (it’s lit)
Don’t talk ’bout the business, call up beforehand, my nigga, they gon’ get you straight
And you gotta say half while we on the phone, or we can’t lock in today
You try to take up for that nigga’s beef, you gon’ get dropped in his place (you gon’ get killed)

(Bridge)
And I got a plug in Virginia, in case I don’t make it with lyrics (In case I don’t make it with lyrics)
Give a fuck if this your city, I’ll put niggas on spirit (I’ll put niggas on spirit)
When they get hear it, you wick it, I just met Gotti in Memphis
I only fuck with the streets, can’t relate to these industry niggas

(Pre-Chorus)
My stomach was touchin’ my back (it was)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
Remember my freedom got snatched? (it did)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
But I ain’t get hit with no net (I didn’t)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)
These niggas got overlapped (they did)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)

(Chorus)
But I got a Cali’ connect (I got a Cali’ connect)
In case I don’t make it in rap (in case I don’t make it in rap)
I got a Texas connect (I got a Texas connect)
They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’ (They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’)
I got a Miami connect (I got a Miami connect)
My Haitian will throw you a bag (Haitian will throw you a bag)
I got a Atlanta connect (got a Atlanta connect)
They gon’ pull up with them straps (pull up with them)

(Bridge)
And I got a plug in Virginia, in case I don’t make it with lyrics
Give a fuck if this your city, I’ll put niggas on spirit
When they get hear it, you wick it, I just met Gotti in Memphis
I only fuck with the streets, can’t relate to these industry niggas

(feat. Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Young Thug]
We got London on da Track
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need two vaults with the two cars
What that coupe cost? Get that tool off
What your jewels cost? What that coupe cost?
I need two vaults, I’m the new Hulk

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brrrah!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (drip)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk (brrrah!)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Hit your bitch and give her back, now she yours again (she yours)
Back to back in them Ferraris, we stay horseplayin’ (skrrt)
Run up on us and the morgue gon’ have corpses in
Harvard student doin’ my taxes, I got dork friends
I put rings on them hundreds, bitch, I married them (bitch, I married them)
You see my niggas, money and ice everywhere on them (that shit everywhere)
And we fuck each other’s hoes ’cause we don’t cherish them (that’s a fact)
But we gon’ leak out that info, we can’t embarrass them (we got y’all covered)
Can’t leave the country, but I got my beat from London (got my beat from London)
These niggas talk but see me out and ain’t on nothin’ (ain’t on shit)
I’m in the stu, I need a Perc’, go get the runner
You got shooters, I got hunters, you got twenties, I got hundreds, nigga

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brr, brr!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (cold)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Wire 200 to Izzy, get my ice here (overnight)
These niggas plastic, y’all as real as Buzz Lightyear
Nigga say he got that dope, then what the price is? (What the price is?)
I don’t drink, but it’s for sale, we got pints in (we got pints in)
We got Tech in (we got Tech), we got Act’ in (we got Act’)
.45 bullets jammed in that MAC-10 (brr, brr!)
They don’t check none of the artists, so I’m packin’ (so I’m packin’)
It’s a problem, then you’ll see me get crackin’ (shoot somethin’)
Addy 212, bitch, what’s brackin’ (what’s good?)
I might be in the Escalade but I ain’t lackin’ (know it’s on me)
Put that bag on you, act like I don’t know what happened (damn, straight up)
I hear the story, be like, “Damn, that was tragic” (That’s fucked up)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brr, brr!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (cold)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk (brrrah!)

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, Lil Boat, ayy
I’m still under 21, so I can’t cop a pistol (yeah)
But them choppas in my name and they can’t wait to hit you (pew, pew, pew)
Crib came with a court and some league officials (yeah)
Carrot cake around my neck, VS1 the crystals
Extended magazines (zine), chauffeured limosines (zine)
Before I dropped out, I fucked the daughter of the dean (I did)
65 thousand dollars in a nigga’s jeans (who)
Ball like Sefolosha (yeah), skrrt the Testarossa (yeah)
Nigga all about the guap like a stock broker (yeah)
Brother with me and he shootin’, no damn focus (pew, pew, pew, brr)
Every bitch I ever fucked with was mad older (for real)
Had to keep this shit player like the OG Yoda (gang)
Lil Boat

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk (nah)
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off (brr, brr!)
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off (cold)
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk (brrrah!)

[Куплет 1]
Ты всем нужен, до тех пор пока не сел в лужу
Но всем лучше, если б не было тебя, слушай
Я свой мир рушил, в один миг свой мир рушил
Собирал по частям и рушил
Но это не Lego, не игрушки
Вставляла меня, пробовал эту наркоту на себе
И все больше рубил ветку, на которой сидел
Меня не отпускает и это во мне и по сей день
Жала на кнопки, играла мной, как RPG по сети
Важно, что скажут со стороны и все ну чего они пялятся?
Это из рук вон, а я из рук вырывал тебя, будто черная пятница
Ты шла за мной вслед, но чаще казалось, что я просто пятился
И этой ночью мне не спится, будто я чертов пьяница
Я в черном, все попытки в итоге оказались никчемны
Нервы не к чёрту
Меня не было тут, но появился останусь с ночевкой
Похуй, о чем ты?
Ой ладно, все течет Темзой. Oi, London
Пожирал взглядом, и не ставил крест на ней
Будто бы на тишке Boy London
Быть человеком – замком
Строже программы “Человек и Закон”
Ты будто попала под дождь, а я был тем самым человеком с зонтом

[Припев]
Джуманджи
Мы играли в игру
Джуманджи (х8)

[Куплет 2]
Aw God shit
Мы играли в игру Джуманджи
Я кинул кости и ждал тебя тут
Твои слова на листах – бумажки
Мой черный фасон – сияющая дельта
Ты чертов масон
Не мог проснуться, думал что это сон
Ведь ты попалась, твое сердце в моем черном лассо
Черный список, но не Black Paper
Все, что есть в ранце, будто Backpacker
Иди по кривой, хоть был вектор
Кидай больше слов, ведь тут был ветер
В ушах Hope Виз Калифы
Уже кабина едет, как вниз на лифте
Дальше идти или тут залипнуть
Добиться своего и снова вниз с Олимпа
Не ждать зеленый, а двинуть на красный
Пусти на самотек, ведь нахуй стараться
В голове бардак, было все напрасно
И снова Twitter, WhatsApp, мой Ask-book
Нет слов, будто нет азбук
Снова сжигать мосты? Не, я пас тут
Ведь их развели просто
Одно поле, но мы по флангам разным
Холодный рассудок, в руках пара сумок
Никто не осудит и куда я по сути
Холодный рассудок, в руках пара сумок
Никто не осудит и куда я по сути
Холодный рассудок, в руках пара сумок
Никто не осудит и куда я по сути

[Припев]
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи

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