Daily Archives: December 21, 2017

Raven Felix – Bad For Me

Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
But shit is so wrong
I know that I should be down with you but
Love is blinding, or is it just lust
[Verse 2]

It’s funny we don’t wanna start up somethin new
[Chorus]
No need to lie about it
Cuz you know I’m the best one for you
And yeah I know that I should be done witchu but
But I’m still reminded of your touch when it’s just us
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
[Outro]
Shit just ain’t makin’ sense
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Got me feelin like ya sex is a narcotic
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Even though I know you toxic, I should know better
We broke up so many times but all it takes is a late night text you’re comin through
Don’t know why I answer when you call
You were supposed to be here with me, instead I’m alone
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, no
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
You told me, you told me, you told me that you was a loyal dude
Smokin, drinkin a hundred proof

If only, if only, if only, if only you told the truth
Can’t figure out what made you switch [up] the way you did
All of my days, all of my nights sitting at home
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
[Postchorus]
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Your body, my body, it’s when you’re on top of me that I just feel so comfortable
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
[Postchorus]
Cuz I’m using you too
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, no
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
No need to lie bout it, nah
Should be doin this at all

And I’m just as fucked up as you
Cuz deep down I know just what you are
Doin whatever I wanna do
We lovin, we hatin each other
But somehow I’m crazy enough to still let you use me
You ruined a good thing

Jack Johnson – Big Sur

The last one in the swing will break
And for this endless conversation

Always endless conversations

The setting sun with every turn
Implicated by the stars
From sliding away
From this endless conversation
Flashlight children by the streem
A book of rocks
The central thought within my mind
Next to you is central coast
Into it all and

Instigated by the stars
One for the knots
A little wood to keep it burning
A box of books
Facinated by it all
That I will learn how to tie around this day
To run dashboard feet
Coffee cup a deck of cards
Above the ground the oak trees burn

Stones will stake the kids will make those lines
The early morning river roads
Instigated by the stars
Beneith the ground the giants sleep and maybe we’re just in their dreams
Facinated by it all
Behind the wheel against the road

A little word to keep it perdy
Rocks and boxes by the creek
A pocket knife and no guitar
And they wheep, for rain
Words are broken smoke signals will leads us into the light
Is how to stay within these lines, but still be free

One for the birds
The first awake will stoke the coals

Rapsody – Sassy

When it got deep, I grew wings and parasailed
Homie, I know your whole family
I grew up wit you, and you grew up wit me
Young Kelis, how I left my address
I got diamonds tween my knees
Throw a few hands, and we good next week
We ain’t slowin down
See me coming, see me coming
On the way up
Snow Hill is my home, hour from the beach
I went off to college, young Denise
We ain’t slowin down
You can’t touch me now
See em all dead When I step to mic Um!
I got around guards, no carousel
Here come the stones
Check the time y’all all too late, tick tick
See me coming, see me coming
I can’t be compared, I wear a black berets

Oil wells in thighs

[Refrain]
In a league of my own
Squad baby, Look around Squad! Squad! Squad!
Small town beef it’ll don’t get that deep
Diamonds tween my knees

Throw me a few, look I got good bones
Read the bible way more than fairytales
Jabari I know him very well
Got no chill, but I do got the netflix
I’m Fortunate, im the sexiest
Niggas wanna buck it ain’t hot enough for heat
Arnetta – know me very well
[Verse 2]
Oil wells in thighs
I got a panther in me, I’m Cameron nigga
Oh, you mad that I survived and I ain’t comin down
You can’t touch me now
On the way up, on the way up
La’Neise she know me very well
[Chorus]
Does my sassiness upset you?
Imma tomboys, you love a tomboy
Squad! Squad! Squad! Squad baby, Look around
Squad! Squad! Squad baby, Look around Squad!
Watch what you say you don’t know who you among
Does my sassiness upset you?
Visionary, won’t never scared
On the way up
I like my tshirts wit no sleeves
Pulled up to Grammys errrh, all red
On the way up
Does my sassiness upset you?
I only play ball where the winners winning, ok
Oh, you mad cuz I survived?!
Oh, you mad cuz I survived?!
[Chorus]
[Refrain]

You can’t touch me now
Oh, you mad cuz I survived?!
We ain’t slowin down

See these pretty wings, I maxed well
Never backed down if I was ever dared
Johnny, Antwan, rest in peace
Oh, you mad that I survived and I ain’t comin down

Speak a little truth, (ahhh)
Oil wells in thighs
[Verse 1]

See me coming, see me coming
Thought I wouldn’t elevate I took the stairwell
You can watch the movies or me
On the way up, on the way up
Diamonds tween my knees
Watch em stare well, yeah I’m very well
Oh, you mad that I survived and I ain’t comin down
On the way up, on the way up
[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta bare arms to show I’m deadly

Ozuna – La Modelo (feat. Cardi B)

Así es que la quiero, quiero
Peligrosa como una pistola
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
[Coro: Cardi B & Ozuna]

Me mete sudando, su cuerpo de mora
They say you not my type, but you got my type of [?]
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Quiero que te sientas cómoda, así vamo’ aparte
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
Quiero probar algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
Ex had me locked up, but you came to set me free

For me to think that you are the one for me
Quiero el probar, algo de ti pa’ no olvidar

De todas las babys ella es la championa

Me mete sudando, su cuerpo demora
[Verso 1: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Left your baby mom, know Cardi’s your wife-to-be
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Oh, oh, oh
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Así es que la quiero, quiero
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Yo quiero hacerte tantas cosas sin enamorarte
Oh, oh, oh

Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Quiero probar, algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
That’s only if you want to
[Intro: Ozuna]
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo de mora
Quiero el probar algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Y rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai

Bésame, báilame ahora
De todas las babys ella es la championa

Bésame, báilame ahora
[Post-Coro: Ozuna]

Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Así es que la quiero, quiero
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Así, como tú quieras, te hago el amor
Querer probar algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Y pa’ mí, modélame, bebé, en ropa interior
Y rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai
Si la viera, baila hasta sola
Bésame, báilame ahora

[Post-Coro: Ozuna]
[Estribillo: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
[Estribillo: Ozuna & Cardi B]
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Bésame, báilame ahora
Rompe la disco, to’ el mundo menciona
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo demora
[Coro: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Mansion on the Hills, half/half if you want to
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Y rapa pa pam, rapa pa pam
[Verso 2: Cardi B]
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
So answer this, can you hold me?

Quiero probar, algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Así es que la quiero, quiero
Can I trust you?
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
Pero esa mami conmigo es de cora
Patek on the wrist, both arms, that’s what us do
[Coro: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pam, rapa pa pam
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero

Young Nudy – Barbecue

‘Cause you’re ’round here worryin’ ’bout a bitch
I’m a real street nigga for real
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
[Chorus]
You can have all this shit
[Chorus]
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Nigga you can check the strip
All these bitches on my dick
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
Now everywhere I go double cup and I keep a bad bitch
All this money that I’m getting
All these blue hundreds, all this rap money

I be fuckin’ all the bitches
Hell nah, ain’t worryin’ ’bout a bitch
Hundred rounds drums in it
I got all your bitches
I just be really killin’
Now I don’t show no love
Playin’, you would get stripped
I am the realest of the realest
Niggas ain’t gettin’ no money
I know how it go
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Y’all niggas win that for real
I wanna slap meat on her grill
Y’all niggas was not for real
Say I’m havin’ counterfeit
I just wanna be the king of the hill
I’m a real street nigga for real

[Verse 1]
You had the chance, be with the man, now I treat you like shit
A young nigga like me came from apartments, wasn’t shit, yeah
I be gettin’ all the bitches
I be gettin’ all the bitches
Nah I don’t care for these hoes
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Big slimeball, yeah big for real
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits
I just be really havin’ digits
Big slimeball, yeah big for real
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits
All these bitches on my dick
Hoes wanna hate, hoes wanna hate, guess what, fuck you bitch
Y’all niggas win that for real
Big slimeball, yeah be for real
I wanna slap meat on her grill
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits
I am the realest of the realest
Came up from the block, servin’ these junkies
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
Nigga think I’m selling bricks
I’ll shoot him off the rip
Dirty lil bitch can’t get nothin’ but this dick
Niggas slime set trip
All this goddamn money all these hoes, all these hoes ain’t shit
Fuck for the money, been known the ho ain’t shit
I just be flippin’ my money
I just be really havin’ digits
I be fuckin’ all the bitches

Nigga playin’, get flipped
I got your bitch on my dick
You can have all this shit
I just be really killin’

I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Big money, big shit

I got all your bitches

Worryin’ ’bout me, worryin’ ’bout your bitch
Can’t get no money motherfucker
But I got all this shit
All these bitches on my dick
Real blue hundreds, bitch
[Chorus]
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
I just be really killin’
I got all your bitches
I am the realest of the realest
I’m a real street nigga for real
[Verse 2]
I be gettin’ all the bitches
Everywhere I go, treat these hoes like shit
I just be really havin’ digits
I be fuckin’ all the bitches
I wanna slap meat on her grill
Niggas hatin’, say I’m havin’ counterfeits
I got more money motherfucker

Amine – Yellow (On A Colors Show) (Live)

You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
Hey-ey, uh
You say, "Amen," I say, "Aminé"
We fight for ourselves, it’s true (it’s true)
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
kick drum (woo) I go pretty dumb (ayy) I’m a…
‘Cause most times they know they are too (hey)
Young Metro said he trust her so I gave the girl a hug (hey)

It’s good to be selfish (sometimes)
Dreadlock nigga so my hair is pretty nappy (woo)
Stuntin’ with my dogs like my first name Cruella (ruff)
I was down, yeah, now I’m better (ayy)
[Bridge: Nelly]
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard
‘Cause most times they know they are too (hey)
Flyest under the sea, I’m gettin’ Krabby Patties (true)
Dukes gave me juice so this beat feel like it’s caffeine
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
I rock yellow on some yellow like what purple is to Prince
I wanna flex (woo), I wanna show off (hey)
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard

[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
Well I got a bag of tricks, I don’t do the politics (true, true)
I was broke (broke) now I’m stuntin’ like my daddy
Boppers give me love (love), I could give a fuck (no)
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
Hey, uh
West side nigga, 5-0-tree is where I’m from (true)
[Verse 2: Aminé]
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself (true)
We’re all young and reckless
[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]

It’s good to be selfish (sometimes)
[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
Lookin’ at my face, you could tell I know my place (I do)
I wanna flex (woo), I wanna show off (hey)

Right after I say my grace
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself (true)

I, yeah, I, hey
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard (yeah)
And white girls love me like my first name Coachella (woo)
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
We’re all young and reckless
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard

Black girls love me ’cause a nigga got some feta (true)
We fight for ourselves, it’s true (it’s true)
[Intro: Aminé]
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard (yeah)
[Verse 1: Aminé]
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
I wanna flex, I wanna show off

G-Eazy – No Limit (Remix) (feat. A$AP Rocky, Cardi B, French Montana, Juicy J & Belly)

Pull up another whip or something, yeah a different one
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
We get drugged up, and tear the club up
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
[Intro: Juicy J]
Diamonds, crystal geyser
Take another sip or some, I ain’t lit enough
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money (G-Eazy, han!)
Pipe up, spittin’ like grill need a tooth (tooth, tooth)
Screaming "uhhh"; Master P

It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Touchdown in the town, I’m as big as KD
Fuck with B and get some money
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
Paper up, double pumpin’, big with the loot (loot, loot)
Yeah, in Miami partying with Puffy, ayy

It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls

I got girls on the pole, like they tryna win a race
[Bridge: Belly]
Talk the best bitch for a happy meal
Check your bags on me, I don’t give a thang
Used to open doors with a half a key
Strippers at 11 keep me entertained
[Verse 4: Belly]
Let’s call the boys, call a couple planes
See NBA money, plant a fucking money tree
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Free that nigga Tay K, I just got another case
Frenchy is the name, CB is the gang
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck with G and get some money
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
[Bridge: G-Eazy]
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls

Talk best box free like [?]

Yeah, ayy, yeah
Got them guns in my wraith
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
I break a bitch, like Chyna did Rob
Fuck with me and get some money
Lighters up, steam out the roof (roof, roof)
Keep a hunnit, come and get some hunnits
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Fuck the cuffs are in my brace
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]

Pussy wet, cash long, Kyrie with the mask on
Everybody hit man, welcome to the mob (Mafia!)
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
Ring on like a mason
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money
Fuck with me and get some money
Fuck up another VIP or something, I been killing ’em
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
Fuck with B and get some money (Belly)
I might pull up on your court with the tank (no limit!)
Slob on my knob, like corn on the cob
No limit to it, no limit
French vanilla by the case

You too boring for the bitch, get your funds up
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Million cash in a safe
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls

The fourth time I put a baby inside her
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Yeah, what’s understood ain’t gotta be explained, ayy
Pulling up like along came a spider
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
Yeah, ho!
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Got them ones everywhere, she got them buns in my face
Yeah!

Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
I come from the bay where the Cudi say "Yee"
Yeah, ho!
Put a ho to work, like she went and got a job
If I hit it two times, then I like her
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Baby that ass looking like a masterpiece
Fish scale by the whale, call it catch release
Yeah, suck a- suck a dick or something

Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Old paper got me dressed up like a dope dealer
We don’t make it disappear, David Copperfield

Big body that 488’s wider
Fuck with B and get some money (It’s me)
Smoke another zip or something, [?]
Ayy, yeah, fuck- skrt, skrt!

[Bridge: G-Eazy & French Montana]
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Fuck around and turn that bitch to Stevie Wonder
A-$-A-P
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Drop top on the Ville like a lobster tail
Shoe box for my very first bank (hello)
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
She want to fuck, I told her bring her buddy, ayy
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Yeah, ho!
All these diamonds in the face
It ain’t safe (no)
Uh
Turnt-Turnt up, yeah, I need Camila in the group (group, group)
I’m still with the go-getters and the gorillas
Yeah ho!
Money dance, money dance, just to make it rain
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money (Montana)
[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Like a wholesale of money, smellin’ like a co-seller

Gunna – Don’t Give Up

Every day I’ma drip to the ground
We was just livin’ wrong
I call the shots, I’m a coach
Lot of diamonds on me, I’m cold
The cash route
Got the piece flooded with stones
Climb to the top like a rope
I came to kill like a Zoe
Can’t go out sad with you hoes
[Verse 2]
I made it ship, make it bounce
We cleaning this money with soap
[Chorus]
Yes I’m reaching my goals
I heard that you had a drought
With this bread, I stack and reload
Baby not runnin’ me home
She big and it’s ’bout to explode
They call me Gunna the GOAT
We cleaning this money with soap
Got hired, done turned to a boss
I came to kill like a Zoe
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
[Verse 1]
Climb to the top like a rope
Niggas be doin’ the most
I used to shop at the Ross
I hope you don’t give up
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
I’m only feeding my folks
Don’t give up
I ran up my bag like a sprout
It’s a check every one of my shows
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
Don’t give up, no
Whole lotta drip, better leave me alone
I came to kill like a Zoe
Clothes that can dress up a house
[Chorus]
I call the shots, I’m a coach
My brother dead and gone
Don’t give up, no
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
I wanna fuck in her mouth
Don’t give up
Fed screams and I’m out
I wanna fuck when I want
It’s a pay day nigga, you owe
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke

Sip out the pain in the morning
Keep me a gun and I tote
Don’t give up
My bitch got pink toes
Ride in that Maybach like Ross
How I still win from a loss
You nigga need you a vouch
Don’t give up
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
I call the shots, I’m a coach
Tesla got suicide doors
I water my money then grow it
Climb to the top like a rope
With this bread, I stack and reload

I don’t wanna leave it alone

Shittin’ on whoever look down

I’m only feeding my folks
Don’t give up
Had the handmaid tailor my clothes
I hope you don’t give up
I gotta stick to the code
They callin’, you know I’m en route
I hope you don’t give up
I’m only feeding my folks
Get the racks and you bustin’ it down
Money machine, let it count
Every day I spill more than an ounce
With this bread, I stack and reload
Don’t give up, no

Glass house
Trust me I know what it’s ’bout
Don’t give up
I got this water like Voss
We cleaning this money with soap
Run it up, showin’ no slouch
I got fashion on me like Vogue
[Chorus]
We loyal, you in our you out?

Kodak Black – Projectbaby (Freestyle)

Lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
And I’m bleeding concrete, yea
Ain’t doin’ no stressing man
My nigga they kill you if I say so
Yea I got the [?], I got the stick on me right now catch a pussy nigga slippin’
Got out of jail and now I’m back and I’m better
Now I be baggin’ niggas
Now I be wackin’ niggas
I’m walking when I’m stepping when I’m bleeding, I might need a nurse
Yea, I’m the reverend
I’m in this shit for longevity
I was selling the slabs on the block dawg
I feel like an elephant
That’s all in my IV, yea
I ain’t never had no pops, yea
Lick the coffee off from off my hand
Lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Get your block knocked off, yea
Just to match up this cheddar yea
My nigga they kill you if I tell ’em to
Then I just licking the coffee
Lick the coffee, yea
Play with that pussy like clay dough
I eat her lil’ pussy cuz that is so edible
Yea, I’m the reverend
Nigga I’ll kill your mama them
I ain’t never get nun for Christmas
I ain’t never had no heart, yea
Free lil’ flippa, I’ll run up on him then I flip him
I’m walking when I’m stepping when I’m bleedng, I might need a nurse
On the court, in these streets like fuck the judge
My nigga they kill if I tell to
So you can match up this cheddar yea
He like [?] dripping blood
Nigga my nigga just caught a elbow, call him Rocky
Nigga I’m a grim reaper
Dreads in my head, yea they be looking like devil horns
Rocking this blue, but I ain’t crippin’
I came from rags to riches
Young nigga..
I’m on this shit for long term
You would think a nigga fishing
I lick the coffee like molly san tan
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
He a sniper but he be like call me papi
Young nigga totin’ the rod
I was selling them slabs on the avenue
Yea, lil’ Kodak I’m from the projects
Nigga I’ll kill your daughter, yea
I’m freestyling right now, this shit right here off the top
And I’m dancing with the devil, yea
I’m on this shit for longevity
This shit is right off from my noggin
You’ll need a damn calculator
Fuck the school yea, and fuck the teacher
Smoking cookies and I’m eating edibles
All this Haitian [?], I be looking like a red man
Fresh to death, and I’ll killed the scene, nigga I pulled out and put it on a shirt, yea
I came from rags to riches
Young nigga, yea I got paper
Sticks in the trunk, I’m feeling like an elephant
This shit right here off the top, yah
Say rats don’t shit
Run up on him, then I tip him
Play with that pussy like Play-Doh
Play with that pussy but not with your heart
I’m better than ever, I’m better than ever, ya man
Nigga this Haiti, it’s independent
They knock you off if I tell ’em too
Young nigga, yea I’m different
So you can match up this cheddar yea
They knock him off if I tell them too
Young nigga I got pesos
Catch a lil’ nigga, Ima flip him, yea
All this gonorrhea got a nigga trippin’
I just want it more like Klay though
I came up snatching jewelry
I came from rags to riches, video vixen bitches
Drop a nigga like diarrhea when he drippin’
[?]
They knock him off if I say so
Cuz it’s Christmas
Came up off of snatchin’ jewelry
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Nigga, I’ll slay my pops
Catch a nigga, Ima kill him
This shit right here off the top dawg
That’s all in my body, yea
That’s my brother, John Wicks is blood
Straight up toe tag a nigga
Put that nigga in the dirt
[Verse 1]
I just bought my brother a lil’ train, yea
Lick the coffee, molly san tan
Catch a nigga, Ima hit him
And I’m smoking, eating edibles
Flyer than a desert eagle, and I’m totin’ Beretta’s yea
Young nigga but I’m different
I woke up, I’m licking the coffee
I’m goin’ hard in the paint, I’m goin’ hard in the Range
Catch a lil’ nigga, Ima kill him, yea
Yea, yea, yea nigga you better go and tell your uncle them
Keep it running
I never learned my lesson, somebody didn’t need a teacher
I just bought my brother a lil’ train
All these mollies got a nigga trippin’
I’m in this shit for a living
Rats don’t shit
Shoutout [?]
And I’m shifting
Nigga I’ll kill my dawg
Wake up and I smell the cheddar, yea
I ain’t never had a daddy nigga
1800 that’s my block dawg
Rocky Balboa
Yea, lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Rocking this red, but I ain’t blood
I’m on the court in these streets like fuck the jury
And I’m drifting
Just bought another Range

Lil Peep – Save That Shit

Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
[Outro]
Don’t tell me you is
All she want is payback
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
Don’t tell me you can save that shit
All she want is payback
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
[Chorus]
Fuck my life, can’t save that, girl
Fuck my life, can’t save that, girl
[Refrain]
Baby, we could glo Do you wanna glo?
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
[Bridge]
Growing sick of this and I don’t wanna make you sad
For the way I always play that shit
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
I can take you there, but baby, you won’t make it back
I just wanna know, I just gotta know
Down another lonely road, I go

You ain’t getting nothing that I’m saying
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
All she want is payback
[Chorus]
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
I can take you there, but baby, you won’t make it back
Growing sick of this and I don’t wanna make you sad
For the way I always play that shit

Do I make you scared? Baby, won’t you take me back?
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
You ain’t getting nothing that I’m saying

I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)

Baby, won’t you take me back? Do I make you scared?
For the way I always play that shit
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
Growing sick of this and I don’t wanna make you sad
I can take you there, but baby, you won’t make it back
Baby, won’t you take me back? Do I make you scared?
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
Fuck my life, can’t save that, girl
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
[Chorus]
Baby, won’t you take me back? Do I make you scared?
Don’t tell me you can save that shit
You ain’t getting nothing that I’m saying
Don’t tell me you is
Just another lonely road, oh
Don’t tell me you is
Don’t tell me you can save that shit

Tedashii – Messenger

Throwing shade like Ray Ban
I’m just the messenger
I’m just the messenger
This world is dark but I’m here with the spark and that’s how we gon’ burn it down
Forgive me for messing up
I don’t want no fakes around me
Down
[Intro]
Yeah I’m the next one up
Lights out like prisoners
Say what you will I’m keeping it trill I’m here that’s a miracle
They want to get me out
I’m just the messenger
I know the way I know the way
I’m just the messenger
[Chorus]
Top floor I’m stepping up
All I do is speak truth
Forgive me for messing up

I’m just the messenger
I say the system is rigged

When one our kids get killed
Lights out like prisoners

[Verse 2]
I got to live it cause this life the only one
Tell ’em I got it, I get it
Unashamed whole crew
[Chorus]
I had to bring it up that’s what you need me for
From the beginning there is no pretending yeah I am original
Yeah I’m the next one up
Pick up the pace time’s wasting
I’m just a messenger
Take for granted what He saying
Life is short don’t overlook it understand yeah
Forgive me for messing up
Roll with my squad like it’s loudy
You want the blessing but I want the one they from
They want the blessings but I want the one they from
Flexing, yeah tell ’em that they can till they can yeah
Don’t shoot the messenger
They got agendas so watch for pretenders who say they can help you out
Live in the light let’s get it tonight yeah

I’m just the messenger
Top floor I’m stepping up
Always saucing all day fresh up out the pan yeah
Same road new shoes
CZ with diamonds that’s cloudy
I go the extra mile run it like marathon Malcolm they X me out
They say they know but they doubt it
Blood bought like new
Ransomed no loot
I see injustice is real
Spill it till they get it drop it poppin’ bands yeah
I know the way I know the way
Top floor I’m stepping up
I came to shut it down
Hands up don’t shoot
I know the way I know the way
He at the end like Amen
Lights out like prisoners
Out the way with yo plans
Top floor I’m stepping up
This ain’t just something we feel
Just cause I speak my mind
Cardec
Man down don’t move
He is no fake, those Yeezy’s wait
You can not handle the real me
One time for the Osage
Can’t take the message out
I know the way I know the way
Stay taking L’s Ronda Rousey
I lost my son but I’m still pressing on when I wanna just give it up
Stand up go thru
You got to get it like yeah yeah yeah
I’m just the messenger
They want the blessings but I want the one they from
Get Out the world trying to kill me
Devil is real and he busy
God is watching but He patient
They want the blessings but I want the one they from
I’m just the messenger
Mind
Lights out like prisoners
Yeah I’m the next one up
Step in the place and it’s crowded
They can’t hop in till I’m out it
Yeah I’m the next one up
I know the business it’s war in these trenches they come with they weapons out
My section known to get rowdy
He make the play but ain’t playing
Here for my kids I’m trying to live this life it’ll mess you up
Forgive me for messing up

Run it race the clock’s racing
I’m just the messenger
[Verse 1]

The Diplomats – Once Upon A Time

[Intro: Jim Jones]
The Ace of Spade they put up on my tab, a extra two stacks
Then in SOHO in LA, askin’ the valet where the coupe at
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
Legend, I maneuver cars
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
Pull strings like Garth Brooks on a new guitar
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
80 for the jet that meet with Jay and then I flew back (facts)
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Where you gotta get the dough before you get the women (get your money up)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
I ask them why would I do that when I already signed for a mil (you hear me?)
New York City, home of the pretty women (Harlem what’s up?)
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
I made mills off the white girl, I exploited her
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
(what up with that?)
Superstar, car ceilin’ lookin’ like Mars, Venus, Jupiter
Welcome back to the hallway loiterers
No disrespectin’ the ladies, word from my team (why)
Signing my deal, they asked if I would sign for a mil’ (for what?)
Put you on the boom list, the homies’ll line you for real (FACTS!)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
Dipset
Long live the Set, glory glory hallelujah
I’m a contract killer, bitch, had to sign up to kill (B-b-boom!)
You know the rest
It’s more than just music
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
Who want smoke? I have it lookin’ like a hookah bar
[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
Nigga, you just buyin’ them cars that my niggas been in
[Chorus: Jim Jones]
I run with G’s nigga, fuck who the fuck you ran with (Fuck ’em)

Some foul shit happened once, Capo, tell ’em about it

Try to blackball me, so I ask ’em where the hoop at (ballin’)
Middle of the winter, I’m buyin’ shit to swim in (facts nigga)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
We the shit, we the shit, some foul manure

I got acres in the boonies, I remember it was gloomy
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
(Heatmakerz, crack music)
Now the Maybach is roomy, spent a 100K in Bloomies
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
(you hear me) I’m a fuckin’ bandit, you under-fuckin’-stand it?

[Chorus: Jim Jones]

So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
On the set of Paid In Full, y’all gave him hell about it
Jones, nigga
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
But I’m tryna just chill, ’cause my mind is too ill (Oh)
Crack music
That’s the reason Dame smacked Harvey Weinstein (pervert)
Don’t provoke ’em too much, ’cause we commit crimes for the thrill (Grrr)
And I only had five on it, somethin’ like the Luniz

But I got my own clothes, 3 million I made in Zumiez, baby!

August Alsina – Gucci Gang (Remix)

Tell em fuck that, I’m from the NO
[?] these niggas been on fish food
Never fuck a girl who do cocaine
California living in the hills so the view changed
[Hook]
California living in the hills so the view changed
Grew up in the gutter
Real niggas act like they been on
Now you mad, cuz your hoe choosing
That’s a violation to the dope game
Gucci Gang whipping out the new Range
Tell em fuck that, I’m from the NO
She forget your name
Gucci Gang
[Verse 1]
She forget your name
Gucci Gang
[?] these niggas been on fish food
I ain’t never made bitch moves
She came up to me, took her nothing to choose

You fuck a bitch
Counting money on the gram, thinking you the man
Gucci Gang
If she around me, better watch the way your bitch move
Now you understand why your girl ain’t trying to do you man
Gucci Gang
That’s a violation to the dope game
Taking way too many Xans and the percs
You fuck a bitch
Tell me that I’m realler than you
Self-made and it’s official
Gucci Gang
I ain’t never made bitch moves
Niggas want to know if I rep a gang

[Hook]
I’m thinking it might be the truth
I been hard at work, steady improving

Gucci Gang
I ain’t no ordinary rich dude
(Better watch the way your bitch move)
You run up at me Imma aim it and shoot, ya
Gucci Gang
You will lose her
I fuck a bitch, she don’t be the same
If she around me, better watch the way your bitch move
But your girl in my face
She sucking me like she got nothing to lose
You mugging me like you got something to prove
Better watch the way your bitch move
Self-made and it’s official
Don’t fuck with me cuz I got nothing to loose
I fuck a bitch, she don’t be the same
Thinking it might be the truth
Maybe cuz you been snoozing
Gucci Gang
Niggas want to know if I rep a gang
Grew up in the gutter
She fucking me like she got something to prove
Real niggas act like they been on
I ain’t no ordinary rich dude
Never fuck a girl who do cocaine
Gucci Gang whipping out the new Range
I don’t know you so I won’t call you fake

Rotimi – Kitchen Table (Remix) (feat. Trey Songz & Ty Dolla $ign)

Yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Lay it down like spread on a
Come inside the cooch
Just wrap me up in your thighs
[?] hit it on the table with my grillz on
Make me wanna give your ass a ring girl, yeah
You told me that I can’t have no other bitches
And im hella thirsty
Girl I know it’s oozing from the way you shake squirm
You know what you doing in the see through, yeah
[Intro]

Yeah
Kitchen table

When you moving, got a point to prove, let me prove it
Lay it down like spread on a
And you gon make me turn this bed into
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Suicide the roof

Baby come, come, come through yeah
You said I’m the truth
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
I’ma break all of the rules yeah
[Verse 2 : Trey Songs]
You take a long time dont hate and the man getting [?]
[Chorus]
Cuz
Kitchen table
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Ooh let me find out
[Verse 2 : Ty Dolla Sign]

[Chorus]

Girl you look so good
Kitchen table, Kitchen table

You tell me don’t hate
Bring that body over here to me yeah
[Verse 1]
Swear you got the juice
You know I dont play
Kitchen table
Swear you got the juice and I’m hella thirsty
I’ma taste all you can feed yeah
You know im a fool girl
Damn your body look’n so right on that
How you wake up lookin like a dream, yeah
Buy a diamond
Ohh, no, no, no
Kitchen table, Kitchen table

Tell me what the move is
I’ma jump out of ya boo yeah
From your face down to your feet yeah
Girl you look so good, good enough to eat yeah
Good enough to eat, yeah
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
I’ma go dumb go stupid
You said let me be great, let me be great
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
You keep looking at me that way
You know I’m a fool girl you know I don’t play
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
And you gone make me turn this bed into a
You gon save it for me, lil baby
You only [?] lil baby
And you over the counter on your tippy toes
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Swear you got the juice and I’m hella thirsty
On that top and bottom like a swim suit, yeah

From your hair down to your feet, yeah
Yeah
You know I’m a fool girl you know I don’t play
Say that it’s mine now, that you’re mine now
Look’n like an item on the menu, yeah
Lay it down like spread on a
You keep looking at me that way
You keep look’n at me like that
Spend time
And you gon make me turn this bed into
What you trying to get into baby
[Chorus]
Girl I hit it in the kitchen,break some dishes

wifisfuneral – LilSkiesFuneral (feat. Lil Skies)

Hit a block and you know I’ma tax
Girl, but that was okay to us
I got it out the mud well I drink mud up on the rocks
Watch my cage, watch how I kick
Hold my pistol with no holster
We can pull up broad day
[Outro: Lil Skies]
But that was okay to us
Not leave a clue
This year a nigga rich
I’ma ride or die for my clique
Your fans scream like a bitch
You are so dangerous
[Verse 1: Wifisfuneral]
Wifi back up on the block, aye
She was off angel dust
Niggas hate, you know that’s a fact
Move peas, like I’m gaining weight
Dog in it, call me Max
You are so dangerous
Nigga, yeah, I been a threat
Quicksand, sink in a ditch
I’ma old man, fuck a rule
If I’m lying then I’m dying
And I ball like I’m Hardaway
Bitch try to take my heart away
Gettin’ money, fuck a sneak diss
And she didn’t know who to trust
Pink molly got her on a trip
Yuh, bitch I’m ripped
Couple of loose ends in my back and shit
Dope all in my sock
I don’t give a fuck what you wanna do
Suicide doors on the lamb, damn
Last year I was broke
She fell in love when I hit from the back
I was on my doozy PC
Past tense
Give her good pipe like a tool
She was off angel dust
[Verse 2: Lil Skies]

Plot thickens
You could cut the tension with a knife then
And she didn’t know who to trust
I get jammed, and won’t snitch
Get you out the way

Two [?] inside my soda
Okay, dope move in motion
Girl, stuck in a fantasy
Okay last year
I run it up, fell in love with the sack
There is no team in us
We are too dangerous, girl
I just ran up in your trap
Niggas pussy, I can smell the fish
I was broke as fuck and didn’t have a cent
Back then, trapping at my school
Big beats like an 808
You get one shot, so don’t miss
Jewels looking like a [?] Ruby suicide, damn

Ain’t no lagging shit
Girl, stuck in a fantasy
Take work I ain’t giving it back
Diamonds hit, looking at my jewels
Gotta cut it fat and get swoll in this bitch
There is no team in us
Who my competition? I ain’t having it
We are too dangerous
Been a man since I was a kid
I’ma touch her kitty cat, rough
Drink lean, purple when I shake
Off the rip load down a zip