Daily Archives: August 16, 2017

Wale – My Love (feat. Major Lazer, Wizkid & Dua Lipa)

[Pre-Chorus: Wale & Dua Lipa]
I can’t help but let you just slip away
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Wale]
Leave the past with your first
If I ride with you, better know that I’mma ride for you

Ain’t nobody gonna shine like you
Ahh
My chocolate broad, they rock Gucci
Yeah
Show me sweet love, yeah
Show me sweet love, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
I started here, I got the buzz and the clout
Show me my love, oh God
Better know that we can live for each other

Show me sweet love, yeah
She gon’ show out, show out
Before you break it down, girl, roll out, roll out
[Intro: Dua Lipa]
Show me my love, oh yeah
Got the box, I want the new thing, yeah

Show me sweet love, yeah
Show me sweet love, yeah
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
I drop the top on that new thing

[Verse 1: Dua Lipa]
Every time I see you, it’s a different vibe now
You’ve been here, but you’ve been missin’ for some time now
Can we get back what we had yesterday?

Before its wahala, "Roll out, roll out," mmm, yeah
Show me my love, oh yeah
My show packed, all the dimes there
Uh, yeah, bring ’em out, bring ’em out
Show me my love, oh yeah
Every time I saw her, not too many know
[Chorus: Wizkid & Dua Lipa]
I know, I know she got it all, but got nothin’ to hold
Ain’t nobody in my life like you
Hard to hear, too many girls in the house, ayy
My mink draggin’ like it’s Liu Kang
Show me my love, oh God
See, show me my love
Show me sweet love, yeah
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
Show me my love
See, show me my love
Gotta know it’s impossible to stop Folarin
Show me sweet love, yeah

I ain’t finna choose the side over you, yeah
Yeah
That don’t mean I gotta die for you
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
She ain’t really hard, she act because she hurt, duh
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
Show me my love, oh God
She gon’ show out, show out
[Refrain: Wale]
[Bridge: Wale & Dua Lipa]
If I ride with you, better know that I’mma ride for you

See, show me my love
Show me sweet love, yeah
But I be fallin’ back from all the loose change
[Chorus: Wizkid & Dua Lipa]
Yeah, oh
And I can be your last
Bet I’d use a gun and knife for you
[Chorus: Wizkid & Dua Lipa]
If I ride with you, ain’t nothin’ to provide for you
Bring ’em out, bring ’em out
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa

Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
My team, team, we on that new ting

Jamila Woods – LSD (feat. Chance The Rapper)

See, we can fly away, fly away, baby
Where the overlap between bullet holes and backpacks couldn’t be farther
This here ain’t for no Vice doc
She the princess in the dragon’s lair
Get on the highway, highway, baby
Invest the rest in a number 25 Knicks jersey
Even when you break me down

Grass is greener in Pasadena or Catalina by the water
This on hide away, I gotta find a way
I run up some stairs on a bike cop
I’m a dragon slayer, I can’t fly away
Face lift and makeshift spaces
Reminds me of oceans, though I’ve never known one
I will never leave you
And I’m supposed to father my daughter?

Run inside, gimme my land, the new Chi tits’ perky
Get on the highway, highway, baby
My niggas was real when the mic dropped
The water always saves me
You’ll get in my way, my way, baby
You’ll get in my way, my way, baby
See, we can fly away, fly away, baby
[Verse 1: Jamila Woods]
Even though you break my heart
I got family in Detroit and ATL, I got an auntie that steal our Wii
You wanna love me, better love the lake
[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
You wanna love me, better love the lake
I could never leave you
I put ’em in my will like a bike lock

Got family in Gary and STL, I got cousins in Milwaukee
[Hook: Jamila Woods]
I shake up some hands on the right block
[Outro: Jamila Woods]
[Pre-Hook: Jamila Woods]
A body of water inside me
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
My city like my skin, it’s so pretty
We the number one gentrified
The water’s gonna save me
I know you wanna get in it
You didn’t think I really had it like that
To the coast, I prefer it to most
This here ain’t for no Spike op
Matter fact, we can swim in it
It’s only a small one compared
I’m born by a cold one
You gotta love me like I love the lake
You ain’t think we really had it like that

[Hook: Jamila Woods]
And we don’t ever leave the ground
No, no, no
If you don’t like it, just leave it alone
I won’t let you get inside
I’m only what you make me
I like water that don’t burn my eyes when they open
Block club president, night watch
You didn’t think I really had it like that
And we don’t ever leave the ground
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no
You gotta love me like I love the lake
I’m everything you made me
But since I was one like a cyclops

Curren$y – Don’t Wait For Me

You just gon’ drown waiting for me to reach out for you babe
Smoking major as I sit in my hammock in the shade
We got products to ship
Don’t play with me
All I need is dope, fresh kicks, and element lemonade
We gonna have to try to one take Jake it
Yeah
(?) to roll me something
Yup
I want to get out this booth and roll a joint so bad
When I park I cut my wheels so you can see my rims

Its the only thing there is so mama there it is
One love to everyone in a wraith
And a ho with no dough’s a ho you won’t see me with
Don’t hate on me
Don’t wait for me
I’m the captian of this ship, ain’t no ho getting saved
Don’t wait for me
Use your decoration towels, wipe off them I’m splitting
Bitches trying to go where get in where you fit in
Yup
You smoked your verse on the album too
Broke niggas ain’t shit ‘cept to a broke bitch
Motion Picture Soundtrack coming soon
Shout out to my homie Dolph
We got orders to ship
Cooking dope in there (?) cause the streets need a fix
Got the game from some pimps, I stayed in my own lane
I’m not free ’til January or February, can you wait ’til then?
I’m the one gon’ keep it moving right after I hit you
I got so much cash to get hustle on (?)
Yeah
We gon’ smoke this motherfucker quick
Don’t play with me
Got the gold 24’s on a Rolls for the win
Though occasionally my Mac Daddy ways get me paid
‘Cause you’ll get played
Wait for your nigga
Make way for me
He the one gon’ come in there and watch them movies with you

Dizzy Wright – I Can’t Keep Fallin (feat. Che’le)

Day and night I work on them visions
Like CNN we can’t just talk about bad news
I took 1 step forward and got knocked back 2
I been consistent but I guess that ain’t the point right

I was too focus on the conglomery
I realize this friendship ain’t cheap

If you don’t believe then why you act like you like being around me
Learning the business and I can start to feel the tension building
Life will teach you all your blessings ain’t gon’ come with a treat
[Hook: Dizzy Wright & Chelle]
‘Cause I’m misunderstanding something I ain’t seeing your energy not complimenting your spirit
Instead of them percentages when the pack came through
This shit is deeper than you think
[Hook: Dizzy Wright & Chelle]
I can’t keep falling no no no
Wait a minute
I’m talking to my real friends making asshole moves
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
This shit is deeper than you think
I can’t keep falling no no no
From cross roads to seeing to how we cross paths
Look at the sky to the only women I praise
Never been weak but I’m loyal to the soil without benefiting off every mother fucking independent move for me
Hard feelings turned to full confirm pressure
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling for this shit they feeding me
This shit get deep ’cause I’m seeing what people think about me
I can’t keep falling no no no
[Outro: Chelle]
I can’t keep falling no no no
Lost hope can always be reinvented
[Hook: Dizzy Wright & Chelle]
Only the Lord knows how many hours I’ve given
[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]
So don’t act like I won’t kick you in your stomach and burst your fucking apendix

I can not get locked in a cage so I might meet you so
I can’t keep falling for this shit they feeding me
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me

Point blank complain but I’m not that dude
I can’t keep falling no no no
This shit is comedy
I can’t keep falling no no no
This shit is deeper than you think
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
Learned lesson loyalty will have you burn bridges
I tell ’em
Somebody got to tell me if I’m tripping
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
Sound like demons around me

I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
Learning that money was the root to the evil around me
[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
They don’t know I’m in my feelings I’m a villain
And all of my G’s
Ain’t no more chilling ain’t no more riding no waves
Pen to the paper before I let all my thoughts pass
I can’t keep falling no no no
I know one thing

Young RJ – Issues (feat. BJ The Chicago Kid)

Everybody got issues

(BJ The Chicago Kid)
(BJ The Chicago Kid)
Kids workin years shit for no pension

[Outro]
Everybody got issues
Problems
Problems
Ima spit 16 bars hopefully I touch 16 hearts
But still they don’t fix em, They throw them tantrums, in need of attention niggas crying out to twitter and instagram it sad records ain’t selling labels going in debt, now its PR stunts and fake beef all over the net
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Obama gone who gone care about the black man less we stand for ourselves, lending both hands out to help each other so they can gain common wealth, respect each other so we can stop getting killed, neglect the frauds they hiding out when it’s real my nigga if you listen you can tell how I feel, look I ain’t embarrassed to hide
This ain’t really republic or democratic …it’s a bigger … issue

(BJ The Chicago Kid)
[Verse 1]
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Lord knows we got our issues
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues

When the game gone be about the music again look, you can lie and pretend I refuse to bend I
Every nigga got a problem, we just try na solve em, Lord know we got our issues, Niggas is out here dying, momma out here crying lord know we got our issues
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Tennis chains on we all new slaves
You know I rep for my city
Just like we don’t give a damn
[Hook]
Kids raising kids, the cycle never ends
You know I rep for my fam
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues

Everybody got issues
Tomorrow ain’t promised today we gotta get paid
That’s the issue
Ima spit 16 bars hopefully I touch 16 hearts
Every nigga got a problem, we just try na solve em, Lord know we got our issues, Niggas is out here dying, momma out here crying lord know we got our issues
It’s ok God made me feel that way
Niggas know they got issues
[Hook]
Problem
You even bought j’s, for u even got paid
Ima spit 16 bars hopefully I touch 16 hearts
I got issues to attend to

Like white women wanting to be thicker, injections making they lips bigger sound like a sister
Everybody got issues
Everybody got issues
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Problems

[Hook]
Keep my foot on they neck plus a noose in hand, grand after grand we buying back land
Everybody got issues
Tryna buy back time with dollar i deposit but it ain’t that simple
(BJ The Chicago Kid)
If I’ma have it I’m a have it my way
(BJ The Chicago Kid)
Every nigga got a problem, we just try na solve em, Lord know we got our issues, Niggas is out here dying, momma out here crying lord know we got our issues
Y’all ain’t doing what men do
Lord knows we got our issues
Niggas know they got issues
You gon see who thirsty when the well dwindle
Throw some carties on, u can see the shit im into look i ain’t embarrassed to hide it
But dealing with, it seem systematic
Niggas know they got issues
On point the ginsu, like im driving 10-2

Lord knows we got our issues
Just like I got the dope boyz with me
We all got em I’m man enough to say
[Verse 2]
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues
1,000$ denims but yo baby momma rent due

Rich Chigga – Glow Like Dat

I be on my Mac Demarco shit, break my heart then smoke a cig, even put some cloves in it
I let you do what you want no need for explanation
[Pre-Chorus]

Thought I’d fix the road but now you out here flying on your own, nah
Always anxious, got your picture on my necklace
Thinkin bout the times when you would go into my house, hey

Had to let you go like that I’d say it fucked me up
Always anxious, got your picture on my necklace
You live in my head without a doubt
[Outro]
I was just thinkin’ bout you and it made me think of colors of the space
[Verse 2]
Say I’m smart but never seen a day of campus
Don’t test me because my skin ain’t thick, hit your walls I need my fix, pull up on you I need
You live in my head without a doubt
Gave me nani don’t be sorry we just reckless
Think about you every time I see your drawers
Think about you every time I see your drawers
Don’t test me because my skin ain’t thick, hit your walls I need my fix, pull up on you I need
Think about you every time I see your drawers
Never told you bout the summer that I spent with my bros
One of these days I’ll fuck around and book a flight up to Manhattan
[Chorus]
Say I’m smart but never seen a day of campus
You live in my head without a doubt

Gave me nani don’t be sorry we just reckless
I be on my Mac Demarco shit, break my heart then smoke a cig, even put some cloves in it
I done seen you glow like that I must say that I’m proud
Had to let you go like that I’d say it fucked me up
Had to let you go like that I’d say it fucked me up

Thinkin bout the times when you would go into my house, hey

Didn’t wanna seem perceiving bout the things that you pursue
Gave me nani don’t be sorry we just reckless
Always anxious, got your picture on my necklace
[Pre-Chorus]
Way more witchu had too much of these hoes
I was just thinkin’ bout you and it made me think of colors of the space
[Chorus]
70 miles up in my coupe and not a thought bout stepping on my brakes
70 miles up in my coupe and not a thought bout stepping on my brakes
[Verse 1]
You go thru my mind all day all night it feels like immigration
[Chorus]
Thinkin bout the times when you would go into my house, hey
Don’t wanna see you go but I’d do the same as you
Didn’t wanna hurt my feelings but I couldn’t get a clue
Doin’ things like your legs just gon stay open now they closed
Don’t see why you would go back to seeing me when you

Say I’m smart but never seen a day of campus

I done seen you glow like that I must say that I’m proud

All these parties I attend but never know the celebration
I done seen you glow like that I must say that I’m proud

PnB Rock – Heart Racing

Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
I can’t fuck with niggas they be all hating
I just crashed a new foreign, only drove the bitch twice
I’m just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Ohhh I be heart breaking
[Intro]
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it

Whole team passports going them far places
I can’t fuck wit bitches they be all chasing
I can’t fuck with niggas they be all hating
Heart racing chasing paper on the road now
Yeah, till we all make it
It’s funny how these bitches think we all dating
Yeah
Ohhh I be heart breaking
Chasin’ all this money got my heart racing
Ain’t no more catching new cases, smiles on all of our faces
Now them same hoes chase me
I just wanna smoke dope and get my lean on
[Hook]
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it
Beefing wit nigga’s from right down the block
I can’t fuck wit bitches they be all chasing
Oh yeah, yeah yeah
[Verse 1]
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it
Pulling all nighters and X’n out opps
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
[Verse 2]
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
Get my dream on, put my whole team on
I don’t leave the house if I don’t got my chains on
[Hook]
Man this lifestyle crazy but I will never get lazy

I used to eat gravy and rice, now I can eat steak every night
Remember bitches tried to play me
Fuck it though that’s life, I just bought some new ice
It’s funny how these bitches think we all dating

I’m just grinding with my gang until we all make it
[Hook]
Got my heart racing
Remember my phone only used to ring for coke sales
Can’t wait till we all make it
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it

Ohhh I be heart breaking
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
Driving in that foreign got my heart racing
Houses wit all of them acres, rollie’s with all them big faces
Chasing all this money got my heart racing

I’m just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Man I swear this right here might be my theme song
Cut some snakes off that tried to get their scheme on

I can’t fuck wit bitches they be all chasing
I can take a nigga wife, i fuck her she won’t stay the night
We was just on the block fucking hustling
Sorry baby I can’t cuff you bitch I ain’t gone
Selling them rocks and ducking them cops, fucking that work all up in the pot
It’s funny how these bitches think we all dating
Now I’m on tour doing shows now
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
Now it’s all these bad bitches at my hotel
I swear I can’t wait till we all make it
Man it’s crazy how we came up from nothing
I can’t fuck with niggas they be all hating

Quincy – Late Night Flex

Girl I wanna be your man,
all for you to have it all, have it all
I wanna know about the things you never heard
No make up, no lies, oh yeah, oh yeah
But if you wanna be a late night flex on the low
But if you wanna be a late night flex on the low
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend,
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
girl I would understand, alright (na na na)
But if you wanna be a late night flex on the low (on the low)

I just wanna be honest, I just wanna be true
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
The things you want

I’ll never love anyone like, one like you
all for you to have it all, have it all
Girl I wanna be your man (girl I wanna be your man)
Girl I want the truth about your flaws
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
anyone like you
This is not misdirection (oh no)
Girl I want the truth about your flaws
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
girl I would understand, alright (na na na)
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
girl I would understand, alright (na na na)
Those pieces of me in your hand
(Oh oh. No no.)
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend,
I left so you’d understand
I need you, ’cause everything’s right, everything’s right
not a disguise (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend,
all, good and bad, lying is wrong
I just wanna be honest, I just wanna be true
Girl I wanna be your man (girl I wanna be your man)
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I’ll never love anyone like,
all, good and bad, lying is wrong
Those pieces of me in your hand
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
Baby this ain’t confession,
The things you want, I’ll be glad to give
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I left so you’d understand
but tell me your lies, tell me your lies
(Guitar Solo)
And baby the next time I see you
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I wanna know about the things you never heard

Luke Combs – When It Rains It Pours

When it rains it pours
Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket
And the waitress left her number on my check with a heart
Bought two twelve packs and a tank of gas with it
She swore they were a waist of time, oh, but she was wrong

And I’ve been on a hell of a redneck road for three weeks now
And it’s crazy how, lately now, it just seems to come in waves
And I ain’t gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore

Deep sea, senorita, fishing down in Panama
She picked up on the first ring when I gave her a call
And I only spent five bucks at the Moose Club Raffle
When she heard about my new found luck on that FM dial

That I got the last spot in the Hooter’s parking lot
Sunday morning, man, she woke up fighting mad

And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good as gone
When it rains it pours

And it all started on the day that she walked out

I was caller number five on a radio station, won a four-day, three-night, beach vacation
It’s got me thinking that her leaving is the only logical reason
Now she was sure real quick to up and apologize
Deep sea, senorita, fishing down in Panama
Oh lord, when it rains it pours
And I ain’t gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore
And I ain’t gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore
Bought two twelve packs and a tank of gas with it
Bitching and moaning on and on ’bout the time I had
So I went for a drive to clear my mind, ended up at a Shell on I-65
She swore they were a waist of time, oh, but she was wrong
What I thought was gonna be the death of me was my saving grace
Won a used four-wheeler and three free passes
Oh lord, when it rains it pours
And then when Thursday came around, I was all alone
Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket
Oh lord, when it rains it pours
For me and two of my buddies to play a round of golf
I was caller number five on a radio station, won a four-day, three-night, beach vacation

Fetty Wap, Red Cafe & Fabolous – Jackpot

Before your dope bitch take two of these
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
They keep it real, you gon’ have to leave
‘Bout to check, I’m all with it
Rolled up, then she hit the J
But she gon’ bust that thing for me, baby, ooh
I just hit the jackpot

Hold up, shawty sex so good that she don’t fuck for free, baby

Girl, you got a lil’ sauce with ya
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
Hard head but the ass soft, woo, hol’ up
Ayy, she give extendos out the window, babe
Baby got back, goddamn
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
Blackjack, blackjack, woo
[Chorus: Red Cafe]
[Verse 4: Fetty Wap]
I been gettin’ paper all day
Ayy, it’s Zoovie, zoovin’ like what you mean?
Shawty fuck with me, you just got the bonus
I just hit a lick, yeah, I got the bonus
I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
Lil’ baby feel the jewels
Got me dancin’ like Uzi
Money team, dope team, ooh
Splash brother, had to hit your bae
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Ayy, they can’t control me, ain’t no remote, baby

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
You just got the bonus, squad, ayy
I just hit the jackpot
I brush it off, it ain’t nothin’ to me, baby
I just hit the jackpot (1738)
[Verse 5: Fabolous]
Shawty think she a baddy
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]

Baby, ain’t no dog fight, ain’t no referee (squad)
Jackpot, jackpot, damn
She be twerkin’ to the RiRi
[Chorus: Red Cafe & Fetty Wap]
They pop out and cut a hater, freethrow, baby
Dealer dealt me a good hand
Gon’ get it, gon’ get it
She be bangin’ to the Boosie
Take your boujee back to LA
I hit the season like pound a week, baby
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jack

I just hit the jackpot
See my lifestyle in 3D
Oh, jackpot, jackpot
Hol’ up, fuck how you feel, you can’t stay

Rolls-Royce, that time, yeah
Before he check me, let them bangers squeeze, babe
I just hit the jackpot
I be in them foreigns like I got the bonus
I like that, I’m all with it (splash)
I just hit the jackpot
If you want the wave, you gon’ pay
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I, I just hit the jackpot (Zoovier, we did it, we did it)
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
These niggas hard to try and box with me

I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I ain’t seen a hater all day
Ayy, you see the wings wherever we go, babe
I just hit the jackpot
I been goin’ hard, I don’t play
[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Jackpot, jackpot, yeah

Chris Brown – Questions

Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
The feeling’s still there
How I wish (how I wish)
We could do it all again
Memories of love
In this world to me
On the inside lookin’ out
We could do it all again
Oh, if I could only be a part
Of that scene again
That we once shared
All that’s left
How I wish (how I wish)
And on the outside lookin’ in
Although it’s over now
Is a future of what used to be
Oooh… do it all again

Bryson Tiller – Run Me Dry (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Baby, it’s my turn to flex on you
I curved bitches on the internet for you
You’re running me dry
Scratch out my name, put the X on me
Swing it around, Imma go go go

[Verse 1]
Let’s go, oh yeah
Put my account in the red for you
You should come check on me
Used to break my neck for you
Drop down, pick it up, up, up
You made me obsessed for you
Thought I had the same effect on you
Cried my last tear drop
Drop that, down Imma pick it up, up, up
Trust, I’m not even sweating you
Drop down, pick it up up up
You ran me dry, bet it gets to you (Oh yeah)
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
Damn near put myself in debt for you
Wan’ spend the day and flex on me
I think she love me, ’cause I got the check on me
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up up up
You used to obsess for me
Love how you get that pussy wet for me
You done went and got a big head on me
Put a curse and hex on me
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Put a lot of stress on me
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop down, pick it up up up
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Drop that, down Imma pick it up up up
Baby, I could care less for you
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Swing it around, Imma go go go

Talk dirty and caress on me
Oh, you’re the reason I even
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up, up, up
Now you gotta figure out what’s next for you
I lost all respect for you
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
You’re running me dry
Drop down, pick it up up up
Let’s go
Spend my paycheck on you
Couldn’t see I was the best for you
Let’s go
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Let’s go, yeah

Oh, you tryna roll

Now you feel regret, oh, do you?
Oh, you tryna roll
Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
[Verse 2]
Call the station and request for me
Out of respect for you
Saw bad when I told ’em bring it here

BROCKHAMPTON – Junky

[Bridge: JOBA & Matt Champion]
Me Ilamo Roberto, y estamos buscando a Jaden Smith
I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain’t listen?

They see men dream, they see men fallin’
And I’ma still be a boss ’til my head go, yeah
I slip through the cracks without havin’ a damn temper
I took like two of them pills, I can’t remember nothing

Beat your ass before you got time to say "why not?"
I took some steps to be a bigger person
My ambition
Love her to death and soon enough I’ll give back all I borrowed
Feelin’ like a goner
If I had the option, I would do it all again
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack inside

If I had the option, I would do it all again
I need a therapist, paranoia and drug addiction
Niggas run in your house, they know you doin’ dirty

Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack
Love is going, bet you didn’t do it by your lonesome
Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind
Better hope the range off
Where the respect? Is your ass human?
[Outro: Dom McLennon]
Where I come from niggas get called "faggot" and killed

We spit venom then stare at the ceiling wondering why

Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack, crack, crack
Every time that I speak they ain’t skippin
I need a intervention, I need an exorcism
When I cut that feel I do nothing but diplomas
But when I dream, I’m smashing on a lana
Man on the moon
And, yeah, you mad ’cause she ain’t fuck, mad ’cause she ain’t suck
Hotbox in the summer
But don’t treat lady right, but they be sayin’ like "just the tip"
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
And my sight of the future beginning to taunt
Delete my tweets ’cause I’m ashamed of being a fuckin’ Simpson
So fuck the consequences, I ain’t runnin’ from them
I should’ve thrown ya off the highway to cause swerving
I say shit when I rap and y’all niggas barely listen
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
My mom’s no alcoholic, she just wanna drown her sorrows
Both pessimistic, drug addicted, caught in our feelings
Respect my mother, ‘spect my sister, ‘spect these women, boy
Why you always rap about bein’ gay?
Hotbox in the Hummer
Time to not fuck up, thought you were just lucked up
For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they call my number
It’s kinda sick and I was born in 1996 and
I look you in your eyes, say "fuck you, are you fuckin’ stupid?"
I just want to appeal to my dad and my cousins (again)
I’m goin’ crazy, don’t need nobody to say they love me
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack inside
My acts of desperation, I’m on an empty stomach
That’s given
I bleach my hair because these bitches all about they bitchin’
I hate these shady folk that want a ladylike
Ain’t no burden, ain’t no sermon, ain’t no motherfuckin’ black
Better hope my aim off
Both so submissive, take turns dominating, the light has been faded

I took a eight of them shrooms and now I’m hearin’ voices
Im marooned
I’m payin’ bills for my sister and tryna fund her business
Jump off the roof like I do what I want
Friendly, friendly, friendly steal, all my niggas down
Is it homophobic to only hook up with straight niggas?
I spit my heart out, lookin’ out for my best interests
I do the most for the culture, nigga, by just existing
So I’ma get head from a nigga right here
I got my hand on an ounce so now I got money servin’
1999 the only year that I remember
Put my life in locker
[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
You know, like closet niggas, masc-type
No slipping
He gave me good head, peepin’ out while the windows tinted
[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
I get my 99, I don’t own one, hit the store to blow your brains off
And my legs off and

[Chorus]
Before I blow your brains off, boy
All of the life in my past wanna haunt
This hate-fueled love, we don’t fake it, no giving, just taking
It’s very scary, my momma don’t even recognise me
‘Cause not enough niggas rappin’ be gay
I just wanna feel like I did the right program

I don’t trust nobody ’cause they don’t deserve it
Why don’t you take that mask off? That’s the thought I had last night
I just bought me a fifth and now I’m speedin’, swervin’
Turned my inspiration to a vision
No hands with the stunts
I signed a pub deal and her opinion fuckin’ disappearin’
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
I’m on a mission
[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
I ain’t trippin
So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles
I speak in tongues, and I arrive without a damn mention
Better hope my tame off
I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of death, all that
I ain’t under control, I’m losing motor function
And they can come and cut my hand off and
[Verse 4: Matt Champion]

Avicii – Without You (feat. Sandro Cavazza)

Figure it out without you
I’ve gotta carry my cross without you

And I’m done sitting home without you
Without you I feel lost at sea
But your eyes tell me you won’t be there
I’m gonna tear this city down without you
You said that we would always be
I’m goin’ Bonnie and Clyde without you
My heart is beating I can’t see clear
From myself and the truth I fear
You said you’d follow me anywhere
How I’m wishing that you were here
You said you’d follow me anywhere
Now I’m running away my dear
Stuck in a riddle and I’m just about to
Through the darkness you’d hide with me
But your eyes tell me you won’t be there
I’ve gotta learn how to love without you
Fuck I’m going on without you
Like the wind we’d be wild and free

ASAP Mob – Feels So Good

Screwin’ his band, his rhythm on stage

Stripper bitch, she work at Follies
Draw my Glock and get him erased
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake
And I’m gon’ die bout it
A flow like God so give him a raise
Leave it wet, that dick Dasani
I’m way too advanced to figure him out
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
Stretch that coochie like pilates
I set the bar, don’t give them a break
Too many bands to get them on stage

Fuck out my face
I can’t relate
Lean got me feeling drowsy
Finger froze like Liberace
Fuck out my face
Meet me at the hotel lobby
Fuck what you think
Play no game, no Tamagotchi
[Chorus: A$AP Nast]
[Verse 1: A$AP Ant]
I’m gon’ eat it like hibachi
I say in advance so pay in advance
And it feels so good when it’s new
Yes it feels so good when it’s new
(Niggarache)
[Chorus: A$AP Nast]
The bar’s too high to give it a raise
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]

Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
(Focus) From demons, distractions, to all the reactions of fame
Fuck what you think
Fresh with the chorus, dressed like a tourist, hey

Eat that pussy like hibachi
We smoked out my bitch so bad I had to go buy her a mink
Cop a tommy, yeah the tommy, thousand bands like Fauni

Salvador Dalí her body
It’s a work of art, you copy?
Cause it feels so good when it’s you
And it feels so good when it’s new

Nigga, all she do pilates
You ain’t takin’ nothin’ from me
While I rep Trilluminati
Cause me and the money in love I think I’ma buy it a ring
(Niggarache)

Pally Pal, butter soft, we was in them lobbies
[Chorus: A$AP Nast]
Ricky in storage
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
Production big, can’t fit on a stage
Niggarache, new Versace
That’s with the bomber, fuck up some commas, hey
Slow you, God, I give it away
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake
Niggarache, new Versace
Sippin sake with my posse
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Diamond’s ice, play hockey
Dolla signs a lot of diamonds, I’m about to sign me
Glock for the drama

She probably collapsing her heart over [?]
Cause it feels so good when it’s you
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]

Air Max, running to the money
My diamond’s shining, yours cloudy
Why you actin’ like you ain’t knew
I be mobbin’ with my posse
Cause me and the money in love I think I’ma buy it a ring
Fuck out my face
Stones I got I get ’em appraised
[Verse 5: A$AP Twelvyy]
Too many fans to fit in the crowd
Yes it feels so good when it’s new
Fuck that bitch, I make her knot me
I go hard, you rappers copy
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake

I can’t relate
All in the forest, hey, lookin’ for porridge, hey
Why you actin’ like you ain’t knew
Do what I want, fuck when I wanna
I’m blowing a kiss on the way
Holla, holla, steady mobbing, only God can stop me
I can’t relate
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
[Verse 4: A$AP Ferg]
We smoked out my bitch so bad I had to go buy her a mink