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  • Weiland – Alot Lyrics

    Gin$eng!

    [Hook]
    ‘Tussin in my cup, yeah, I’mma OD
    Yeah, I know he mad ’cause his pockets on E
    Always chasin’ bands, yeah, my pockets on glee
    Bro he got them guns, yeah, what you tryna see
    Always hit my phone, askin’, “when you wanna link?”
    Dressed up in that Moncler, yeah, I love to flex
    We can have a war, yeah, who you tryna test
    Used to get the packs in from way out west
    She f*ckin’ with a real one, she know that I’m the best
    I got knots up in these Balmain jeans
    I love the Rick but this Raf so clean
    Diamonds VVS and they always gleam
    Love the money, yeah, fell in love with the green
    Put that bitch in Louis, turn her to my queen
    Love to f*ck, yeah, had to quit the lean
    In the club and I’m rollin’ off an E
    Heard that he a juug, yeah, I’mma run it up

    Hop out at the scene, yeah, we gon’ shoot it up
    Heard he talkin’ shit, yeah, his bitch wanna f*ck
    I’mma grab the .40, yeah, bitch you better duck
    In love with the drugs, yeah, poison in my cup
    Heard you wanna link, yeah, bitch you out of luck
    Put you in that jam, yeah, you can get stuck
    Music doin’ numbers, yeah, I’mma blow it up

    [Hook]
    Chasin’ after bands, yeah, I do that a lot
    I just hit a juug, yeah, I do that a lot
    Chasin’ after bands, yeah, I do that a lot
    Chasin’ after checks, yeah, can’t chase no thot
    Chasin’ after bands, yeah, I do that a lot
    I just hit a juug, yeah, I do that a lot
    Chasin’ after bands, yeah, I do that a lot
    Chasin’ after checks, yeah, can’t chase a thot


  • Jon Cuenco – Lezzgo Lyrics

    Issa drive by
    Midnight stuntin’
    Yeah

    We gon’ cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Know you love that Henny down your throat
    Get it poppin’, bag it on the ‘rarri
    458 let’s go

    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Know you love that Henny down your throat
    Get it poppin’, bag it on the ‘rarri
    458 let’s go
    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Know you love that Henny down your throat
    Get it poppin’, bag it on the ‘rarri
    458 let’s go (skrr)

    Yeah that yo bitch in the trap
    Poppin’ molly nightly with the gang
    Drivin’ fast cars
    She addicted to the foreigns
    Fly her out to Japan
    Then we get some designer
    Drip her good
    Then eat her good (woo)

    Pull up
    We don’t trip and that’s straight facts (no)
    Central Rack on your street
    Gotta get it on south beach
    Got this whip from the track
    Doin 80 to a hundred
    We don’t care what you grindin’
    Only talk bands what’s happenin’

    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Know you love that Henny down your throat

    Get it poppin’, bag it on the ‘rarri
    458 let’s go
    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Know you love that Henny down your throat
    Get it poppin’, bag it on the ‘rarri
    458 let’s go

    Ay
    Late nights hit me up
    On Snapchat go show some
    In the hills complacent
    I know you
    Red bottoms
    She freaky
    She give me
    That p*ssy
    When with you
    Girl I might OD

    Drop top we play
    Take out the wraith
    Drop top we play
    Take out the wraith
    Drop top we play
    Take out the wraith (we gon’ stunt)
    Drop top we play
    Take out the wraith
    Hey

    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Know you love that Henny down your throat
    Get it poppin’, bag it on the ‘rarri
    458 let’s go (let’s go, let’s go)
    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Know you love that Henny down your throat
    Get it poppin’, bag it on the ‘rarri
    458 let’s go

    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Get it poppin’, bag it
    Yeag
    Cook it, whip it, stunt it
    Get it poppin’, bag it


  • Juice WRLD – Codeine Casket Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro: Kodak Black]
    I ain’t really finna tell y’all how to get away with murder and shit

    [Chorus]
    Make sure you put codeine, in my casket
    And some Perkies, in my ratchet
    Wreaking havoc, like a savage
    I’m just tryna catch a play like Madden
    Make sure you keep your seat belt fastened
    I drive wild and I really love crashing
    I love drugs but I ain’t no addict
    I’m lying, I’m lying

    [Verse 1]
    They say love is a drug, I’m about to OD
    She love cocaine but she hate the nosebleeds
    She’s dying, she’s dying
    I’m too busy getting high, no crying
    Fuck nigga better not tempt me
    I’ma use his head as a centerpiece
    He’s dying, he’s dying
    Put an end to his world like the Mayans
    Oh-oh-oh, I’m crazy, crazy
    Get so damn high, I see faces, faces

    [Chorus]
    Make sure you put codeine, in my casket
    And some Perkies, in my ratchet
    Wreaking havoc, like a savage
    I’m just tryna catch a play like Madden
    Make sure you keep your seat belt fastened
    I drive wild and I really love crashing
    I love drugs but I ain’t no addict
    I’m lying, I’m lying

    [Verse 2]
    I can’t feel my face, is it still there?
    Girl let me taste, why won’t you share?
    I still see your shadows in my room
    Wake up in the morning and you’re not there
    I see your face in my crosshairs
    Cupid aimin’ at me with a gun and I’m not scared
    Prolly why I fall for the same damn thing every god damn time
    I guess life’s not fair
    Oh, I’m crazy, crazy
    This rock star lifestyle, won’t make it, make it

    [Chorus]
    Make sure you put codeine, in my casket
    And some Perkies, in my ratchet
    Wreaking havoc, like a savage
    I’m just tryna catch a play like Madden
    Make sure you keep your seat belt fastened
    I drive wild and I really love crashing
    I love drugs but I ain’t no addict
    I’m lying, I’m lying


  • Juice WRLD – Time Stops Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro]
    DY Krazy

    [Chorus]
    Sometimes it feels like I can’t die, ’cause I never was alive
    Everyday it feels like someone new dies, hope the news is a lie
    This is my version of watching you cry, looking you in your eyes
    This is my version of watching you die, took me by surprise

    [Post-Chorus]
    Yeah, lost too many this year, shed too many of them tears
    Now a nigga richer, but there’s way too many people missing from the picture

    [Verse 1]
    At the door, let me in, I’m looking for answers, yeah, yeah
    At the door, let me in, I’m looking for answers, yeah, yeah
    Now I’m getting richer, but it’s too many people missing from the picture
    Open up the door, open up the door, yeah, yeah, let me in

    [Chorus]
    Sometimes it feels like I can’t die, ’cause I never was alive
    Everyday it feels like someone new dies, hope the news is a lie
    This is my version of watching you cry, looking you in your eyes
    This is my version of watching you die, took me by surprise

    [Bridge]
    Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh
    Woah-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh

    [Verse 2]
    Cross my heart, hope to survive
    That I’ma be the last rich nigga alive
    They tell me I’m finna OD in no time
    I told them I’ll do it on my time, not your time
    Got my heart in a hellhole, it’s on fire
    But I won’t let myself get trapped in here this time, time
    Time will stop (Time stops), time will stop (Time), time stops

    [Chorus]
    Sometimes it feels like I can’t die, ’cause I never was alive
    Everyday it feels like someone new dies, hope the news is a lie
    This is my version of watching you cry, looking you in your eyes
    This is my version of watching you die, took me by surprise

    [Post-Chorus]
    Yeah, lost too many this year, shed too many of them tears
    Now a nigga richer, but there’s way too many people missing from the picture


  • Black Eyed Peas – Wings lyrics

    When I saw you in my dream
    You wore the crown, you were my king
    I hope you know you are my everything (everything, everything)
    You are the wind under my wings
    I’m in the clouds, you take me high (high, high, high, high, high)
    You make me float, you make me fly (fly, fly, fly, fly, fly)
    I hope you know you are my paradise (paradise)

    [Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
    And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
    Du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du-du du du
    Boy this love is like a dream
    You are the wind under my wings

    [Verse 1: will.i.am & Nicole Scherzinger]
    Hey bae, you know you got me
    OD when I rock your body all night (yeah)
    Over time girl, we go OT
    You love my D-I-C what you like? (yeah)
    Double tap when I saw you on site
    You put me in a spell, check you’re my type (yeah)
    You’re the kinda chick that I like (yeah)
    You’re the kinda chick that I like (yeah)
    Hey bae, come tease me, please me
    I make you my side piece and my wife (yeah)
    Freakin’, then take it easy
    Hop in my cockpit, we gon’ take flight (yeah)
    When I go down you in paradise
    Feelin’ that trill o’ high, so don’t be ‘fraid of heights

    [Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
    And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
    Du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du-du du du
    Boy this love is like a dream
    You are the wind under my wings

    [Verse 2: apl.de.ap & Nicole Scherzinger]
    Hey bae, you got what I need
    I like it when you on me all day (yeah)
    Hey bae, I’m planting my seed
    Then 39 weeks, she’ll have my baby (what?)
    Lately I’ve been thinking ‘bout baby name
    But maybe I’m crazy (yeah)
    Let’s take it slow, like John Legend’s set (yeah)
    Let’s take it slow like John Legend’s set (yeah)
    Me and you could take a time
    Watch the years and days and hours pass by (yeah)
    Hey bae, you got the hourglass type sh**
    That’ll make me say “my oh my” (yeah)
    Hey bae I love the way you sound
    So when we be gettin’ down, you make me feel high

    [Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
    And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
    Du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du du-du du du
    Du du du du-du du du
    Boy this love is like a dream
    You are the wind under my wings

    [Bridge: sample]
    Bring that beat back, bring that beat back
    Bring that beat back, bring that beat back
    Y’all wanna hear that beat, right?
    Two, two, three, four, hit it!

    [Verse 3: will.i.am]
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, imma let the beat rock
    Check it out, [?]
    This is my move
    I like how you move
    You like how I put my needle in you (move)
    I take your blues away with this tune that I wrote just for you (move)
    We up in that bed, your head’s in ‘dem clouds when I enter you (ooh)
    When I enter you (ooh)
    When I enter you (move)
    Imagine me loving you passionly, making your fantasies true (move)
    Imagine me killing the pun-, love fagality, ooh (move)
    Imagine us, pictures fabulous, when I zoom in on you (ooh)
    When I zoom in, zoom in on you (ooh)
    When I zoom in, zoom in on you (ooh)

    [Pre-Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
    When I saw you in my dream
    You wore the crown, you were my king
    I hope you know you are my everything
    You are the wind under my wings
    I’m in the clouds, you take me high
    You make me float, you make me fly
    I hope you know you are my paradise

    [Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
    And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky


  • Jessie Reyez – Imported lyrics

    [Verse 1 – Jessie Reyez]
    Hi, my name is Doesn’t Matter
    I like making bad decisions
    Let’s wake up like nothing happened
    If we do it, say we didn’t
    If your friends ask if you hit it
    You can tell them, I’ll admit it
    I wear that shit like a badge
    ‘Cause I know that I got that kitty

    [Chorus – Jessie Reyez]
    You, you’re in love with somebody else
    Maybe I could offer some help
    Get over them by getting under me
    But you might OD if you get too much of me
    OD if you get too much of me
    OD if you get too much of me, yuh

    [Verse 2 – Jessie Reyez]
    Hi, my name is not important
    I’m not from here, I’m imported
    I drink liquor like it’s water
    Hope my liver can afford it
    I’ve been lying here [?]
    I’ve been lying here, I’ll be lying here
    I’m under the covers
    Like what happened here ain’t nothing sacred
    Shit that got me fucked up is
    I know that dude just saw me naked
    Not interested in a broken heart
    But who’d a thought it’d take me ages
    I ended up here ’cause my girls said
    “Fake it ’til you make it”

    [Chorus – Jessie Reyez]
    You, you’re in love with somebody else
    Maybe I could offer some help
    Get over them by getting under me

    [Verse 3 – JRM]
    Hi, my name is not important
    I’m not from here, I’m imported
    I drink liquor like it’s water
    Hope my liver can afford it
    Marvin type of healing
    Got you all up in your feelings
    Staring at the ceiling
    Like, “I hope he still here in the morning”
    You under the covers
    Like what happened here ain’t nothing sacred
    I can tell you fucked up over
    Someone else you can’t replace, and
    You finally realized
    That broken love just ain’t worth saving
    You tryna lick the wounds
    But someone’s not reciprocatin’

    [Chorus – JRM (& Jessie Reyez)]
    You, you’re in love with somebody else
    (You’re in love with somebody else)
    Well, maybe I could offer some help
    (Maybe I could offer some help)
    Get over them by getting under me
    But you might OD if you get too much of me
    OD if you get too much of me, uh
    Get over him by getting under me
    But you might OD if you get too much of me

    [Chorus – Jessie Reyez & JRM]
    ‘Cause you’re in love with somebody else
    Well, maybe I could offer some help
    Get over them by getting under me
    But you might OD if you get too much of me
    Might OD if you get too much of me
    Get over him by getting under me
    But you might OD if you get too much of me

    [Outro – Jessie Reyez]
    OD if you get too much of me
    I’d OD if you get too much of me
    OD if you get too much of me


  • Juice WRLD – Numb The Pain Lyrics

    [Chorus]
    I’ve been feelin’ needy, this love shit ain’t easy
    You’ve been all on my mind, I’ve been barely breathin’
    Had a panic attack, I thought you were leavin’
    And I thought you, text message turn green
    Damnit, had to OD, tryna numb the pain
    You was in my hotel room, finna run away
    Prolly gonna slit my wrists if I don’t see you every day
    I think I’m obsessed, girl there’s gotta be a better way

    [Verse]
    I’m willin’ to die for this shit, suicide love
    I’m to high for this shit, doin’ my drugs
    If you ever leave, they gon’ find me in a pool of my blood
    That should tell you how much I love ya
    Would you ever die for this, my suicide love?
    You’re to high for this, she took all of my drugs
    Now I’m in a trance, off the xans, tryna double my cup
    So much for bein’ sober
    If we break up, that’s a bad dream, I won’t wake up from
    Back to the sadness, and sleepin’ by my lonesome
    Wait, it feel like I’m bout to throw up
    Sit down, stay awhile, girl don’t say that it’s over

    [Chorus]
    I’ve been feelin’ needy, this love shit ain’t easy
    You’ve been all on my mind, I’ve been barely breathin’
    Had a panic attack, I thought you were leavin’
    And I thought you, text message turn green
    Damnit, had to OD, tryna numb the pain
    You was in my hotel room, finna run away
    Prolly gonna slit my wrists if I don’t see you every day
    I think I’m obsessed, girl there’s gotta be a better way

    [Instrumental Break]

    [Chorus]
    I’ve been feelin’ needy, this love shit ain’t easy
    You’ve been all on my mind, I’ve been barely breathin’
    Had a panic attack, I thought you were leavin’
    And I thought you, text message turn green
    Damnit, had to OD, tryna numb the pain
    You was in my hotel room, finna run away
    Prolly gonna slit my wrists if I don’t see you every day
    I think I’m obsessed, girl there’s gotta be a better way


  • Juice WRLD – Taskforce Lyrics

    [Chorus]
    Take off, fast four
    In a black Porsche
    Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
    Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
    She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
    Take off, fast four
    In a black Porsche
    Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
    Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
    Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

    [Verse 1]
    Pull up Taskforce, in a four door
    Choppa on my hip, it’s heatin’ up like human torch
    If I catch him I’ma score, wait
    Hit the floor
    Then I take his whore, in that order
    Bought a bunch of Gucci frames, that cost about a quarter
    25k not 25 cents bitch, oh yeah
    Big gun make a nigga walk with a limp bitch, oh yeah
    I still wear bathin’ ape, no chimp bitch, oh yeah
    Everyday I poor, lean
    Need some more
    Broke niggas, askin’ the cost I tell em a quarter
    25, no not 25 cents bitch, oh yeah
    25 Pints cost 25 bricks bitch, oh yeah

    [Chorus]
    Take off, fast four
    In a black Porsche
    Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
    Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
    She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
    Take off, fast four
    In a black Porsche
    Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
    Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
    Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

    [Verse 2]
    Need a beautiful girl, No Sean Kingston
    Life of a lonely boy, all these hoes tweakin’
    She gon’ suck me in the back of the Porsche, then she leavin’
    Hit her pussy good, I’m a hit then repeat
    Hit it 3 times, call the shit 3-Peat
    I’ve been xan free, almost been 3 weeks
    Still on beans, still on percs, still on Codeine
    She say coke, ain’t a joke
    She get nose bleeds
    She finna OD, Don’t call the police
    Pray the drugs don’t take her home, yeah
    Say that she ok, but she not ok
    Molly takin’ over her soul
    Another love goes down the drain, where it belongs
    Another love goes, where the drugs go

    [Chorus]
    Take off, fast four
    In a black Porsche
    Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
    Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
    She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
    Take off, fast four
    In a black Porsche
    Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
    Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
    Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys


  • Mr. Probz – Space For Two (R3HAB Remix) Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    She set my ’94 four door Ford on fire today
    So I took her favorite pair of diamond earrings and I pawned them away
    So she walked in the kitchen full of dishes and she broke every plate
    She might be the death of me, but I wouldn’t have it any other way

    [Pre-Chorus]
    She might be my cocaine
    She might be my rehab
    And I ain’t tryna OD
    But she’s going to make me relapse, yeah

    [Chorus]
    But if crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
    It don’t matter what we say, it don’t matter all the things we do
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

    [Drop]

    [Verse 2]
    She called my boss and she told him I ain’t coming in to work no more
    So I changed every lock on every door before she got home
    If I would get a dime every time she wanna go through my phone
    She might be the death of me but I know I could never leave her alone

    [Pre-Chorus]
    She might be my cocaine
    She might be my rehab
    And I ain’t tryna OD
    She’s going to make me relapse, yeah

    [Chorus]
    But if crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
    It don’t matter what we say, don’t matter all the things we do
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

    [Drop]
    It don’t matter what we say, don’t matter all the things we do
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two


  • Mike G – Sortie Lyrics

    [Verse 1: OG Maco]
    ’06 broke shit, quarters in my denim then
    Haven’t seen the field yet, I was still a citizen
    Piss poor, rich dreams
    ’07 switched it up
    Oh what a lick brings
    I was selling DVDs
    Pouring O’s in [?]
    Nokia phone, switch ’em out before the bill back
    2014 might’ve [?] cap
    [?] like Optimus
    Roadrunner meetings only talking if it’s profiting
    Forever fuck the opposites
    Legend like the Loch Ness
    Colder than them coffins get
    I done changed the whole gang
    Mind blown like Cobain
    Now it’s all the same thing
    Dyed hair, weird name
    [?] like autobond
    Speeding in my own lane
    Bullet train light speed
    [?] how the nights be
    Early where the flights leave
    60K in Shanghai
    Barcelona cookies gumbo
    Rolling til my brain fried
    Whole verse all true, I ain’t told a damn lie
    Big fish, big pond
    Small problem, big gun
    762’s on the troops with the big drum
    2018 movie seats to pay the bills for
    Desperado [?]

    [Hook: Papo]
    Yeah we ride out, ride out
    Ooh we bout to slide
    Don’t try to hide now, hide now
    Remember what you said
    Don’t lose your pride now
    Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
    Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out
    Yeah we ride out, ride out
    Ooh we bout to slide
    Don’t try to hide now, hide now
    Remember what you said
    Don’t lose your pride now
    Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
    Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out

    [Verse 2: Mike G]
    How I do it, yeah
    Stay with the business but I’m street fluent
    Women was sleeping on me
    And now I’m selling dreams to ’em
    Director pick up your set, I get the scene moving
    [?] French inhale until we speak fluent
    I was wilding when that first check hit, I was overseas
    That went to a Porsche, some clothes, weed, and lawyer fees
    OD hoping y’all would catch it like the common cold
    Without me this whole thing would’ve fell apart some time ago
    Paid the cost for slacking off
    What made me think that was cool?
    I was failing classes and my pops was teaching at the school
    My shit’ll never be the same
    We not on the same page
    Long hair, real name
    Went to Crenshaw and [?]
    Niggas robbing Rolex chains
    My side kick got better aim
    We broke down the whole thing
    From whatever we brought inside
    They shot big homie D Money, he had to white G35
    And we strive to survive knowing we won’t leave alive

    [Hook: Papo]
    Yeah we ride out, ride out
    Ooh we bout to slide
    Don’t try to hide now, hide now
    Remember what you said
    Don’t lose your pride now
    Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
    Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out
    Yeah we ride out, ride out
    Ooh we bout to slide
    Don’t try to hide now, hide now
    Remember what you said
    Don’t lose your pride now
    Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
    Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out


  • Rexx Life Raj – Never Had

    [Verse 1]
    Look, I ain’t never had shit
    I always wanted more, though
    I was a little badass
    Nappy roots with the cornrows
    Papa used to work his ass off
    So he could buy me more clothes
    All my friends into high fashion
    We could barely afford those
    Mama said it’ll all come
    If we leave it up in God’s hands
    But the thing about God’s plans
    They don’t work like Raj’s plans
    Raj move like a NASCAR
    Raj move like an earthquake
    Lately I’ve been on one
    I’m on one ’till the wheels break

    [Hook]
    ‘Cause I ain’t never had shit
    We ain’t never had shit
    Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
    I ain’t never had shit
    We ain’t never had shit
    Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
    ‘Cause we ain’t never had shit
    We ain’t never had shit

    [Verse 2]
    Look, ay
    We swing cars and hands where I’m from
    If he don’t swing back he might have guns
    Drink that whiskey like I’m OD
    I’m just my grandpappy’s grandson
    Nowadays we gon’ hoop in Jordans
    We came a long way from And 1’s
    Nowadays everybody brainwashed
    Dress like they all shop at PacSun
    Bless my mom ’cause every Christmas
    She made sure we always had some
    She make sure there’s food on my plate
    My fat ass ate every last crumb
    My pops gave me game about life
    In hopes it would protect his black son
    Fill my ears with all of that truth
    Before I knew what the truth was
    Oh, everything he said was right
    Said a lot of your friends would be dead or in jail
    But it didn’t make sense ’till Devon died
    Then they gave Funk 25 years to life
    Bow my head in hopes that I’m living right
    I pick it up, then I pick it up
    We’ve been through too much
    We ain’t giving up

    [Hook]
    ‘Cause I ain’t never had shit
    We ain’t never had shit
    Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
    I ain’t never had shit
    We ain’t never had shit
    Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
    ‘Cause we ain’t never had shit
    We ain’t never had shit

    ___FEELS___

    (Ey)
    When I talk da phone
    He keep telling me
    Kill these niggas off (ey)
    He been tellin me I should probably lay off that adderall (all)
    Moxie Java got the city poppin but it pissed my daddy off (huh)
    Soon you’ll understand
    Pops you made a man
    Now im making hits see me blasing off higher than i did feel im fallin off
    Where is the love when i need it
    I feel the fake in the handshake
    Stop saying things when you dont really mean it
    Lately its all talk,I, dont really see it (eh)
    Ive been out the way staying to myself, saying to myself
    I just need to feel something, feel something new
    Just need to feel something, feel something new
    Just need to feel something, feel something new
    Just need to feel something, feel something for real

    Feel something, feel something for real


  • DJ ESCO – Showed You Lyrics

    [Intro: Future]
    DJ EscoMoeCity
    Yeah

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    All my life I showed you
    Ran it up on you and showed you
    Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
    Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
    I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
    Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
    And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
    And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you

    [Verse 1: Future]
    Pockets stretched out like I got a barrel on me
    I’m so Pluto, out of reach, can’t come close to me
    YSL, breathing air, boy I bleed with them
    Gun smoke in the air
    Blow that heat with them
    All my life I been a hustler and I showed you
    I got 10 whips outside and they showed you
    I put a Rover in the pot and took it global
    I get a whip [?] out come fully loaded
    I got some money, bought medallions
    That bitch so bad we call her stallion
    Gotta put more zips inside the styrofoam
    Fucked up your budget on one stone
    You get so rich they try to treat you like a outsider
    I ran it up, they try to find a way to criticize it
    [?], juug and take it and I forgot about it
    I became a legend in the streets there ain’t no spit around me

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    All my life I showed you
    Ran it up on you and showed you
    Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
    Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
    I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
    Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
    And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
    And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you

    [Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    And all my life I run it up nigga that’s my paper
    Get the fuck up out my face before I violate you
    All the pretty bitches love me I can not blame ’em
    I would love me too but still I can not save ’em
    I heard the niggas talking crazy, acting wild gangsta
    I got some niggas right beside me that’ll violate ya
    I got the .30 on me, tucked, I call that my baby
    I only hit her up to bust, but still that’s my baby
    And I’m like ooh I ain’t here to talk I came to fuck you
    I know you just wanna have fun ooh
    Well I got a plug with me, yeah
    And I got a thug with me, yeah
    And he got a drum on him like, ooh
    Nigga wit a hoodie and a gun, ooh
    I know you don’t wanna be the one, ooh
    Oh it’s a dub for ’em, yeah
    Put up a dub in ’em, yeah
    Came out the mud on ’em, yeah

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    All my life I showed you
    Ran it up on you and showed you
    Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
    Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
    I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
    Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
    And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
    And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you

    [Verse 3: Dej Loaf]
    Mm, let me hide your sulf mm
    Know a nigga with a nose ring
    Now we’re sitting in the nose bleeds
    I showed you and you show me
    It’s time to feed my whole team
    If you’re starving you don’t know me
    Take care of my mother, brother, all my nieces, aunties
    To spend your cap, no cap, no Don C
    I ain’t the type to call the police
    He lick the pussy with the codeine
    The only time I let him OD
    Die for me

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    All my life I showed you
    Rand it up on you and showed you
    Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
    Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
    I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
    Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
    And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
    And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you


  • Mr. Probz – Space For Two

    [Verse 1]
    She set my ’94 four door Ford on fire today
    So I took her favorite pair of diamond earrings and I pawned them away
    That’s when she walked in the kitchen full of dishes and she broke every plate
    She might be the death of me, but I wouldn’t have it any other way

    [Pre-Chorus]
    She might be my cocaine
    She might be my rehab
    And I ain’t tryna OD
    But she’s going to make me relapse, yeah

    [Chorus]
    But if crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
    It don’t matter what we say
    It don’t matter all the things we do
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

    [Verse 2]
    She called my boss and she told him I ain’t coming in to work no more
    So I changed every lock on every door before she got home
    If I would get a dime every time she wants to go through my phone
    She might be the death of me but I know I could never leave her alone

    [Pre-Chorus]
    She might be my cocaine
    She might be my rehab
    And I ain’t tryna OD
    She’s going to make me relapse, yeah

    [Chorus]
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
    Don’t matter what we say
    Don’t matter all the things we do
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

    [Bridge]
    She might be my cocaine
    She might be my rehab
    But I don’t care what anybody’s saying

    She’s the pain and my medicine
    The problem and my solution
    But she knows I wouldn’t have it any other way

    [Chorus]
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
    It don’t matter what we say
    It don’t matter all the things we do
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
    If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two


  • Chief Keef – Glory Bridge Lyrics

    [Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    All fly shit I used to go to school like this
    Off white kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces
    Orange tiger on my shirt I’m in some gucci shit
    She keep lying on my dick she on some hoochie shit
    We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah
    I will never say I’m sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah
    Slide up on her drop her off on my goony hit, yeah
    You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch

    [Verse 2: Chief Keef]
    Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah
    No I can’t be lacking got my face up, yeah
    Drip more purple than a laker, yeah (esketit)
    Eyes more red than a laser, yeah
    Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah
    Checks be on a bitch her name be Anastasia, yeah
    You can get her back, I’m not a saviour, yeah
    Rolling on your ex, Charles Xavier, yeah
    I ain’t got no service call me later, yeah
    Ridin right past all me haters, yeah
    I done spent rope on me laces, yeah
    Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah
    [?]
    Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1
    Bitch you only you and yo friends can’t come
    Motor make a hood hop, ayy J1
    She know I got more sauce than A1
    Supposed to be at the gathering at 1
    Shawn Carter bag, I’m trynna catch one
    She think I’m cute, top me quick, it was a fast one

    [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah
    She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah
    If I don’t pull up in no black, I’ll pull up in all red, yeah
    30,000 on a rollie, my lil’ bitch a brat, yeah
    I’m in my bag now I’m OD, yeah
    I ain’t ever had no OG, yeah
    I give money and they lowkey, yeah
    Hit her once and then I proceed
    And I can’t picture bein broke these days
    She gave me head I told her don’t breath, ayy
    If you love her nigga don’t tease, ayy
    She was covered up in codeine, ayy
    You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy
    Don’t get too close if you don’t know me ayy
    I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy
    Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy


  • Chief Keef – Glory Bridge (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie)

    [Verse One: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    All fly shit I used to go to school like this
    Off white kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces
    Orange tiger on my shirt I’m in some gucci shit
    She keep lying on my dick she on hoochie shit
    We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah
    I will never say I’m sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah
    Slide up on her drop her off on my goony hit, yeah
    You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch

    [Verse 2: Chief Keef]
    Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah
    No I can’t be lacking got my face up, yeah
    Drip more purple than a laker, yeah (esketit)
    Eyes more red than a laser, yeah
    Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah
    Checks be on a bitch her name be Anastasia, yeah
    You can get her back, I’m not a saviour, yeah
    Rolling on your ex, Charles Xavier, yeah
    I ain’t got no service call me later, yeah
    Ridin right past all me haters, yeah
    I done spent rope on me laces, yeah
    Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah
    [?]
    Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1
    Bitch you only you and yo friends can’t come
    Motor make a hood hop, ayy J1
    She know I got more sauce than A1
    Supposed to be at the gathering at 1
    Shaun Carter bag, I’m trynna catch one
    [?] it was a fast one

    [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah
    She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah
    If I don’t pull up in no black, I’ll pull up in all red, yeah
    30,000 on a rollie, my lil’ bitch a brat, yeah
    I’m in my bank now I’m OD, yeah
    I ain’t ever had no OG, yeah
    I give money and they lowkey, yeah
    Hit her once and then I proceed
    And I can’t picture bein broke these days
    She gave me head I told her don’t breath, ayy
    If you love her nigga don’t tease, ayy
    She was covered up in codeine, ayy
    You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy
    Don’t get too close if you don’t know me ayy
    I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy
    Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy


  • Omega Crosby – And I lyrics

    [Chorus]
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke

    [Verse 1]
    Poppin tags at the mall like I’m tryna break a record
    Man all we light is fire ain’t nobody in the section
    Aye when we ride byyy, I’m goin menace
    I don’t wanna fuck wit them, cuz I don’t fuckk wit bitch niggas

    Yea we in the trends, we some fuckin trend setters
    Everything is sweet, sweet like a love letter
    Got me flossin on yo hoe, make my teeth hurt
    Now she twerkin so hard it make her feet hurt

    Back to the money like my name is Mr. lotto
    Run up on a nigga like we playin Grand Theft Auto
    I can’t feel my face cuz my drank too cold
    Ex bitch just called, put that bitch on hold

    Yea you know I love to mix the grape with the codeine
    Jesus piece on me prayin that i don’t OD
    Heater on me we don’t stay with the drammy
    I’m a muthafuckin zombie

    [Chorus]
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke

    [Verse 2]
    Yea I mix it up, mix it up like Vegeto
    Yea I over did it please call me king veto
    Flip it, buy it back thats how you sell a kilo
    Yea I’ma get her tho, keep it on the D-lo

    Yea we in the trends, we some fuckin trend setters
    Now I’m light headed, light somethin like a feather
    D-S-Ervy certified nuthin better
    Got that prime on me you can see it sparkin when i step up

    Please, I don’t need a hoe on the payroll
    Plug in the south, I can get it for da lay low
    Gotta fit the pieces to the puzzle like a lego
    All i see is colors, yea somethin like a rainbow

    Uhh, the sky is the limit
    I’m starin at the clouds like im bout to die in it
    Copped a new whip just to sit high in it
    Got a foreign chick and she bout to get high in it

    [Chorus]
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke
    And I drank, and she smoke


  • FRENCH MONTANA – No Pressure lyrics

    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

    [Verse 1: French Montana]
    I’ve been [?] 40 deep
    Hundred thou blowin’ that in the OD
    And that’s why I’m the best, fuck with me
    ‘Cause a nigga flip flop like he standin’ on the beach
    Hoppin’ up stage, got my diamonds, dirty dancing
    You know I work dirty, got ’em higher than [?]
    Tell my other bitch I’m on my other bitch, yeah
    I just do that shit to make my other bitch jealous
    40 in that kush and then he whippin’ up the [?]
    Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don’t stress
    You want it? You can get it if you wanna learn your lesson

    [Hook: French Montana]
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

    [Verse 2: Future]
    Became friends with a dope head
    To be inside the mind of a dope head
    How many crimes in a dope head?
    I got that one time for the dope heads
    The people love the streets vs. the feds, yeah
    Countin’ till your thumb numb, hell yeah
    Printin’ like a money presser, hell yeah
    You can smell the fragrance in the air, yeah
    Put you in the loop, I make my own laws
    Last six summers, we had no falls
    And we still stashin’ hundreds in the brick walls
    Made my dog commissary [?], no cost

    [Hook: French Montana]
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

    [Verse 3: French Montana & Future]
    Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
    Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
    Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too
    Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too

    [Hook: French Montana]
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure

    (You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure…)


  • French Montana – No Pressure (feat. Future)

    [Intro: Future]
    Choppa Choppa blang, he a coppa two
    Ain’t gonna see no ? He a rapper too

    [Hook: French Montana]
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

    [Verse 1: French Montana]
    Hopping out foreign cars 40 deep
    Hundred thou blowin’ that in the OD
    And that’s why I’m the best, fuck with me
    ‘Cause a nigga flip flop like he standin’ on the beach
    Hoppin’ up stage, got my diamonds, dirty dancing
    You know I work dirty, got ’em higher than [?]
    Tell my other bitch I’m on my other bitch, yeah
    I just do that shit to make my other bitch jealous
    40 in that kush and then he whippin’ up the [?]
    Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don’t stress me
    You know ????
    You want it? You can get it if you wanna learn your lesson

    [Hook: French Montana]
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

    [Verse 2: Future]
    Became friends with a dope head (dope head)
    To be inside the mind of a dope head
    How many crimes in a dope head?
    I got that one time for the dope heads
    The people love the streets vs. the feds, yeah
    Countin’ till your thumb numb, hell yeah
    Printin’ like a money presser, hell yeah
    You can smell the fragrance in the air, yeah
    Put you in the loop, I make my own laws
    Last six summers, we had no falls
    And we still stashin’ hundreds in the brick walls
    Paid my dog commissary almost no cost

    [Hook: French Montana]
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

    [Verse 3: French Montana & Future]
    Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
    Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
    Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too
    Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
    Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too

    [Hook: French Montana]
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
    You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure


  • Joey Bada$$ – Good Morning Amerikkka (All-Amerikkkan Bada$$ Album)

    [Intro]
    Yeah (wake up, wake up)
    Free your mind (I said wake up)
    Good morning Amerikkka
    Good morning Amerikkka (I said wake up)
    Good morning Amerikkka
    Good morning Amerikkka

    [Verse]
    Now, what’s freedom to you?
    Let’s talk about it, take a minute, think it through
    I’m all about it, but the concept seems new
    The coppers still shoot us down on Channel 5 news
    Lock us up for anythin’ we do to pay dues
    Some of us woke while some stay snoozed
    Zombies walkin’ around trippin’ over issues
    The knowledge is official but it’s often misused
    America my masseuse, massagin’ my back
    Tryna act like, she ain’t gonna do me like Pratt
    Geronimo, take a leap and lay flat
    I’m down to go for my message to spread across the map
    Holy cross on my back got a bullseye on it
    I gotta get stoned to fulfill my moment
    Oppress my oppressor, suppress the opponent
    Channel my ancestor, he wouldn’t condone it
    In search of the healin’ component
    Said you would notice
    If you took notice, but you too nosey
    Time to wake up
    Won’t you come and smell the hot coffee?
    Stick your nose in the wrong places, one day you’ll OD
    I swear the whole world owe me
    I’m nothin’ close to the old me
    If you never knew me, then it’s too late to be homies
    Homie, say fuck what you told me
    I’m ridin’ out by my lonely
    Waitin’ for the day the big homie take these chains off me

    [Outro]
    I came from
    A dream
    That the black man dreamed… long ago
    I’m actually a present sent to you
    By your ancestors


  • Future – I Thank U (Hndrxx Album)

    Pluto
    I can see it written all over your face
    You doubted me from the first day
    And it never went away
    So I say this

    Girl I thank you, I thank you
    I thank you
    ‘Cause you made me hustle
    I thank you, I wanna thank you
    ‘Cause you made me hustle
    I thank you, I thank you
    ‘Cause you made me hustle
    I wanna thank you, I need to thank you
    ‘Cause you made me a hustler

    You not a part of my destiny, I tell ya
    I was just servin’ that fishscale in lobbies, yeah
    This money comes faster than a mothafucka and it’s obvious
    Pour some more syrup on me
    Throw some more dirt on me
    But I’m a never give up
    Top down in the wintertime, fuck the temperature
    They got it heated, now we undefeated
    Comin’ so conceited, but I really need it
    Eight figures, big tippers
    Yacht party, a hundred strippers
    Can’t record it, it’s confidential
    Presidential, shout out at it to ’em
    Fundamentals, keep it really simple
    [?], I did for OGD
    Save it up and send it OT
    Makin’ mills tryna OD
    I’m in the Hills tryna find peace
    These Bel Air neighbors so nosy
    Black Draco, got me cozy
    It was perfect timing like a Rollie

    Girl I thank you, I thank you
    I thank you
    ‘Cause you made me hustle
    I thank you, I wanna thank you
    ‘Cause you made me hustle
    I thank you, I thank you
    ‘Cause you made me hustle
    I wanna thank you, I need to thank you
    You made me a hustler


  • Lil Durk – Mood Im In (feat. Yfn Lucci) (Love Songs For The Streets Album)

    [Intro: Lil Durk]
    Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
    You know what I’m sayin’?
    I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
    Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
    Yea yea

    [Verse 1: Lil Durk]
    Perky in my system I’mma vomit
    Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
    Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
    Six of Hi tech in my cup never wash it (yeah)
    Tell them niggas (pay up)
    They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
    Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
    Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
    I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
    Me and bro ‘nem too related, never been a groupie hater
    Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
    The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
    (Let’s get it!)

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
    Yea yea

    [Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
    Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
    Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
    No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
    Go get the money we was raised like that
    Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
    And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
    Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
    I got another .30 for ya when I get back
    Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
    Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
    Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
    Yea yea


  • Lil Durk – Mood I’m In Lyrics

    [Intro: Lil Durk]
    Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
    You know what I’m sayin’?
    I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
    Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
    Yea yea

    [Verse 1: Lil Durk]
    Perky in my system I’mma vomit
    Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
    Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
    Sixty high tec in my cup never wash it (yeah)
    Tell them niggas (pay up)
    They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
    Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
    Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
    I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
    (?) too related, never been a groupie hater
    Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
    The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
    (Let’s get it!)

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
    Yea yea

    [Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
    Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
    Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
    No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
    Go get the money we was raised like that
    Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
    And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
    Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
    I got another .30 for ya when I get back
    Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
    Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
    Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
    Yea yea


  • Lil Durk – Mood I’m In (feat. YFN Lucci)

    [Intro: Lil Durk]
    Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
    You know what I’m sayin’?
    I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
    Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
    Yea yea

    [Verse 1: Lil Durk]
    Perky in my system I’mma vomit
    Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
    Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
    Sixty high tec in my cup never wash it (yeah)
    Tell them niggas (pay up)
    They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
    Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
    Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
    I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
    (?) too related, never been a groupie hater
    Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
    The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
    (Let’s get it!)

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
    Yea yea

    [Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
    Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
    Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
    No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
    Go get the money we was raised like that
    Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
    And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
    Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
    I got another .30 for ya when I get back
    Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
    Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
    Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

    [Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
    I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
    I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
    Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
    OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
    I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
    I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
    Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
    Yea yea


  • Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Warning feat. Kat Dahlia (Plata O Plomo Album)

    [Intro: Kat Dahlia]
    War war war war war war warning fear one
    War war war war war war warning fear one
    War war war war war war warning fear one

    [Hook: Kat Dahlia]
    Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
    When we die it makes vultures
    Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
    In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

    [Verse 1: Fat Joe]
    So much coke you young boys won’t believe it
    Hopping off J E T S I’m Revis
    Island stylin minks to the floor
    (Remy Ma: To the floor? nigga what you need a stylist for?)
    Before the red carpets I was into narcotics
    Beat bad bitches rats and all charges
    Black Gucci flip flops steppin off teak
    Gotta get from round you niggas you all leech
    Robbin guess it’s just my lifestyle
    I know I’m wrong but the Rollie got the right dial
    I mean I gotta be the greatest shot the G O D
    You can’t believe how many fiends my eyes seen OD
    My West coast shorty throw DUB with four fingers
    Ma you a pleasant surprise like Paul Zingers
    Been just wave one button like a vato
    My niggas used to run through the tunnel like El Chapo

    [Hook: Kat Dahlia]
    Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
    When we die it makes vultures
    Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
    In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

    [Verse 2: Remy Ma]
    How dare you allow people to compare you
    Better be careful cause I don’t care you
    Tried to be my friend but I didn’t care to
    Bob and weave ya’ll hoes like hairdos
    I’m from the Boogie man why would I fear you
    When you scared to death and your flunkies is scared too
    Felt your heart trembling when I came near you
    Beatin outta your chest I thought it would tear through
    What’s your war plan they should of prepared you
    I’m ready to ride on bitches or ready on gear too
    They said for me to blow that I had to air you
    Could of ended your career but I spared you
    Seen you a frenemy I had a clear view
    Now they behind me them hoes in my rear-view
    Yeah they fallin on deaf ears they can’t hear you
    I’m shittin on bitches where the fuck is the bathroom

    [Hook: Kat Dahlia]
    Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
    When we die it makes vultures
    Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
    In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

    [Outro: Kat Dahlia]
    War war war war war war warning fear one
    War war war war war war warning fear one


  • Pink Guy – Meme Machine (Pink Season Album)

    It’s gon’ get nasty
    …yes

    [Hook]
    Meme machine
    Meme machine
    I’m a motherfucking meme machine
    Meme machine
    Meme machine
    Without memes, I will die

    [Chorus]
    Give me the memes
    I need the memes
    I smell the memes
    I need all the memes, the memes to survive
    I need the memes
    I breathe the memes
    I smell the memes
    I need all the memes, the memes to survive

    [Verse]
    They call me the meme machine
    I catch the memes, I spread the memes
    I eat the memes, I shit the memes
    Without memes, I will die
    Inhale the memes
    Exhale the memes
    Inject the memes into my bloodstream
    There are good memes, and there are bad memes
    Why has God abandoned us? (help me)
    Smoke the memes, snort the memes
    Take the memes until you OD
    If you borrowed my memes then you owe me
    A new fresh pair of memes

    [Hook]
    Meme machine
    Meme machine
    I’m a motherfucking meme machine
    Meme machine
    Meme machine
    Without memes, I will die

    [Chorus]
    Give me the memes
    I need the memes
    I smell the memes
    I need all the memes, the memes to survive
    I need the memes
    I breathe the memes
    I smell the memes
    I need all the memes, the memes to survive


(Intro – Lil Durk)
You gotta watch out
You gotta watch out

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 1 – Johnny Cinco)
You better watch out
I just bought a new…so watch it
Go ahead and watch it, I’mma pop it
I’m in that new thing, coulda went about private
This is binoculars, we gotta
I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up
I’m shooting with the gang….with the fame, I’m a lil solider
I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs
Now I got chauffeurs, pop out the poster
I used to trap with my daddy, used to get racks with my daddy
We went to Raq for away, all day
We got that pack riding 99
A pair of good you can count on em, at the door

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 2 – Hypno Carlito)
They be watching
All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly
Bi**h I’m sorry but I can’t go after nobody
In that Rari got a barbie give me sloppy til she grinding
I’m just watching while she top me
Ni**as hating let em hate
OTF everyway, we do this on a day to day
They got you hoes like a layaway
Michael Jordan with the double fadaway
Fly ni**a, rich ni**a, I made the ways
Still catch a body if a ni**a play
Ain’t contemplating since Soldier died ain’t been the same
Get more bread, more cocaine, help that ni**a with no name
I was that ni**a with no fame
Carlito baby ain’t s**t changed
I be getting money like 10 ways
All different hustles ni**a get paid
Ni**a yeah yeah yeah

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 3 – YRN Trae)
Playing with the gang, we bring them pipes out
Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gong get wiped out
Yeah that s**t that you running it’s on me right now
You know you might just catch a clip for acting
And you know we play with pistols, we don’t fight fair
Huh call me ghetto man I’m asleep like it’s a nightmare
Clair is what I might wear
Got a ni**a car in my right ear
Now I jumped off the porshe
7.6 who can take down the horse
Yeah plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port
And I might just count a 100 thousand when I’m bored
I’m a boss they know it huh they know it

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them frauds and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah hey uh