Lil Baby – Throwing Shade lyrics

Gunna)
[Intro]
Cook that shit up Quay
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs till they get out the cage
I’m having my way
Running through hundreds and millions a day
They know how to play
Yeah I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil in my safe
Everywhere I go I keep me a K
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
We just be balling like Odell
I got your hoe on my coat tail
She in her feeling but oh well
We got em pants from wholesale
Running through thots in the hotel
Give em couple of hundreds for toe nails
Only time I’m crowdin (?)
They can say it was vacuum sealed with no smell
I was sitting in jail with no bail
I was sitting in prison getting no mail
My nigga switching up on me I don’t care
They got jack shit on him he won’t tell
06 Vette, ridin the fast lane (?)
Im on that red
Pourin it up with most disrespect
Forgiato on my cars now
I been fuckin round with the stars now
5 stars for my lineup
Give these nigga a chance but they time us
Switch the hustle, I did get the grind up
In the spot hundred dollars the lineup
Only big homie niggas can line us
Stickin dick in this bitch cause she fine
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs till they get out the cage
I’m having my way
Running through hundreds and millions a day
They know how to play
Yeah I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil in my safe
Everywhere I go I keep me a K
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
[Verse 2: Gunna]
I can’t stop the money keep calling
VVS on my collar
Caught a body trying to dead (?)
Way she suck she a head doctor
Diggin in I got her legs lockin
Super trendy got Chanel stockings
I ain’t never had to fantasize
YSL we come and change the climate
Rode with twenty thousand one out of Onyx
(?)
I got shooters in the trunk right behind me
I got spots like a cheetah won’t find me
Young Gunna fell in love with these diamonds
Pressure god only rocking the finest
I done told you the crew almighty
It’s my time I gotta remind you
If you my dog I gotta ride with you
I got you dog on whatever the issue
Free my dogs out of prison I miss you
Fuck the laws and whoever against
Know the plug I don’t go through the middle
Showing love it could all be so simple
I’m a giant remember I used to be little
Getting paid, I don’t need no credentials
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs till they get out the cage
I’m having my way
Running through hundreds and millions a day
They know how to play
Yeah I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil in my safe
Everywhere I got I keep me a K
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way (feat.

Lil Baby – Southside lyrics

Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
These diamonds dancin’ too loud in my ear, so I don’t hear them
My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
We don’t fear them
These niggas don’t wanna play with us
I swear that we gon’ kill them
[Chrous]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the “d” in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
Strapped I thought you was a real one? [Intro]
Southside on the track, yeah
Southside
Southside
Yeah
Strapped
[Chorus]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them loc’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the “d” in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
[Verse 1]
Temp fade, new J’s
All day, catch plays
White tee, dope boy
Move that dope, boy
Trappin’ out a bando
Servin’ out a window
Tryna run our mills up
That’s what we pay the rent for
Fuck it up in the Gucci store, them M’s in
Bad bitch lookin’ like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
I just want push start on my car
Shoutout the hood, they know I’m a god
They know we bang wherever we are
I just took these cuts on stage
Look at these VVS’s in my chain
I’m doing better, I can’t even complain
Bought it plain, then I blew out the brain
Birkin bag, make the bitch go insane
With the gang, I ain’t switchin’ the name
Paper tag, got me switchin’ these lanes
Do anything to get me some chains
These niggas be fuckin’ for fame
[Chorus]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them loc’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the “d” in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
[Verse 2]
I’m doing shit that they wishing they could
I’m the first one, brought my Wraith through the hood
They hated on me, but it’s still all good
Draco on me, and it’s still all wood
I’m on probation, they let off a fool
They on my drip, tryna see what I do
They takin’ notes, tryna study my moves
They tryna do what I do
All-Star weekend, I was gettin’ the pack in
Heard you got your shit took, nigga you lackin’
Big body Benz “beep, beep” when it back in
Real street niggas buyin’ bags with the backends
These niggas ain’t authentic, they actin’
And I ain’t get to the money, they cappin’
What happened?

Lil Baby – Right Now lyrics

What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? (from me)
I gotta give it to ’em, if I don’t
I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I’m tryna make a way for my folks
Seein’ [?] I’m their only hope
I gotta get it, I ain’t got time to play
Ain’t got no time to waste
I’ve been havin’ nightmares about goin’ back to jail, so I wake up
Drankin’ all this lean, poppin’ Adderall so I can stay up
Niggas that I used to love actin’ like they’re mad ’cause I got my cake up
Ain’t gon’ never let it get to a nigga, keep on grindin’, gotta get another million
Condo on Peachtree, I paid the rent for the closet
They just wanna talk about my past, they don’t wanna accept the fact that I’m a boss
Everything I wanted, I’ma go and get it, I ain’t trippin’ ’bout a cost, yeah
Everybody want a piece of the winnings, they’re never there when you’re lost
Seen my main man try to cross me, I’m tryna pass it down to my offspring
All these hoes see me flossing, seen my first mil’, felt awesome
They can’t follow me, I lost ’em
Had to boss up, so I bossed up
Now I’m bossed up
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it made the right sound
Solitare ear ring bling from a mile away
I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me (haunt me)
What do everybody want from me? Young Thug)
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it made the right sound
Solitare ear ring bling from a mile away
I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me (haunt me)
What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? (from me)
I gotta give it to ’em, if I don’t
I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio What do everybody want from me? (feat. What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me? (from me)
I gotta give it to ’em, if I don’t
I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
She gotta be piped up to feel my emphasis
She hot, yeah, she sizzlin’, but can’t love her more than the studio
Serena and Venus, yeah most of my chains tennis
So I wore it all to the studio (studio)
My baby mama got pregnant, had to buy a bitch a car to get an abortion
She just wanna see tears and sad faces on my shorty
But I can’t get mad, that’s the way it goes when you’re fortunate
Leave a million cash in the street, nigga, better not touch it (on God)
Act like they came to lay hands so their trust don’t get busted (no cap)
Straight from [?] to Hillsboro (Hillsboro)
Birds, bless the J’s on that cizzurb
Ridin’ in the Lambo that the lil’ kids say “Bingo” to
My last two years were the worst ones in my career, but I’m still rich as you
Disneyland’s where your kids go, on a private jet when I’m into you (when I’m into you)
Them lil’ bitches that be hatin’ need to pipe down (pipe down)
[Chorus: Lil Baby with Young Thug]
I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it made the right sound
Solitare ear ring bling from a mile away
I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me (haunt me)
What do everybody want from me?

Lil Baby – Life Goes On lyrics

(feat. He goin’ in (goin’ in)
Man these old rappers gettin’ borin’ (borin’)
They be takin’ shots, I ignore them (ignore them)
Send them packs to the hood while I’m tourin’ (tourin’)
Makin’ plays out of town like I’m Jordan (scorin’)
Need to go get your ho ’cause she whorin’ (scorin’)
If her ball come my way I’ma score it (scorin’)
Lamborghini, I don’t want no Porsches (Porsches)
I’m on fire, don’t touch me, I’m torchin’ (torchin’)
Had to fix all my teeth, I went porcelain (porcelain)
Put the town on my back, I’m a [?]
One more year, I’ma make it to Forbes’ List (Forbes’ List)
They love me in the Bay like E-40 (40)
I be sittin’ exotic on Moreland (Moreland)
Ain’t no strings attached, keepin’ it cordless (cordless)
She keep callin’, but I keep ignorin’ it
Ain’t no stoppin’, I’m keepin’ it [?]
Man these niggas can’t stop me, I’m goin’ in
Man these niggas can’t stop me, I’m goin’ in
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (oh no, no)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (let you go)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
[Verse 2: Gunna]
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes (clothes)
Got a bonus, I sold out a show (show)
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes (hoes)
I like when that white on her toes
Picture me ridin’ around in that Rolls
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole
I ain’t got time to lay up with you hoes (hoes)
All of these drugs in my body
I gotta pay somebody keep checkin’ my pulse
Walk in the club with no [?] money
They swing on the pole (pole)
Water on me like Dasani
I shine when it’s sunny, this Platinum in Rolls
Gunna Gunna out the streets
When I go to DC I’ma fuck with Lil Mo
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (oh no, no)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (let you go)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes (yeah)
I can switch my girls up the same way that I change my clothes (okay)
Man it’s crazy, all blue backend in the envelope (let’s get it)
And you know I’m never lackin’, gotta [?] this traffic
Water, water, water on my Patek (woah), it’s automatic
I drink water when I’m fastin’ (water), you’s a has-been
They would love me in a casket, I can’t have it
Boy I’m far from average, better wait your turn, better get it right
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (oh no, no)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
[Outro: Gunna]
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes (clothes)
Got a bonus, I sold out a show (show)
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes (hoes)
I like when that white on her toes
Picture me ridin’ around in that Rolls
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole
Still ain’t got time to lay up with you hoes (hoes) Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna)
[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Trap house, Jeep goes too fast
I don’t even wear no seatbelt (seatbelt)
Bad lil’ bitch got no breasts (no breasts)
Upgrade, now she got D-cups (D-cups)
Hop out the Range, I’m blowin’ (blowin’)
Who is Lil Baby?

Lil Baby – Fit In lyrics

[Hook]
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
[Verse 1]
I had a carbon I was fifteen
We was trying to steal and rob everything
I can’t even talk about what I seen
I’m never telling the laws a thing
Made it out alive, can’t even lie that shit was awesome nigga
Shootouts I ain’t had no bullets I had to call some niggas
Lost lil one in the middle of the summer, that shit was awful nigga
As soon as we found out some witness who tell us who did it, we gon’ off them nigga
Had to cut off a couple niggas I thought was with me, tried to cross a nigga
These niggas think they can just come and kick shit in my city, it’s gon’ cost them nigga
Jumped in the game and went got me some millions, no cap
I made a wave for us
Them bitches were fucking with me when I didn’t have no money, now they can’t wait to fuck
Every one of my lil buddies mama know we thuggin’, that’s why they pray for us
I was in the back of the back like Rosa Parks
Me and my dogs on Tec, a four or more
Grind every day like it ain’t no tomorrow
I was just broke, ain’t going back
I’ma run mines up to the max
I want the cheese, ain’t fuckin’ with rats
I wanna fuck her I give her a rack
If she don’t give me head ain’t texting her back
I’m a dog I go deep in the cat
Remember one time I ain’t had jack
I had a hunnid I bought me a pack
I took the pack and went got me a bag
It started rolling and coming in fast
I had the old heads hanging back
And I’m rich now and that’s why they mad
[Hook]
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
[Verse 2]
Putting on for the hood like I’m White Boy Marco or something
Super fast car, super bad broad, everybody know a nigga getting money
Couple homies switched up on me when I blowed up now look at them funny
I put the four on my back with no shirt on
I let the homies get bags for the low low
We sending bricks out the spot this the o-zone
I’m the man, rest in peace Shawty Lo
I take the whole gang on the road
Long way from in front of the store
They don’t wanna fly they wanna hit the road
They wanna take pistols to all of my shows
We thuggin’ in public wherever we go
I did some shit that ain’t nobody know
[Hook]
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind

Lil Baby – Boss Bitch lyrics

Hoodrich Pablo Juan)
[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got too many hoes I can’t fuck them all
Don’t know how to play but I ball
Stacking that money up make it tall
Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost
Mama ain’t made no hoe, she made a boss
My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off
Rocking designer I’m dripping in sauce
All of my diamonds real so they cost
You know it costs to live like this
I got a bad lil boss bitch
Too many diamonds, camera glitch
Yeah I’m shining no [?]
Ain’t got to tell them they know that I’m rich
I got a sack like I run the blitz
Ice cold like I got on mitts
Ice cream I look like a lick
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I made a hunnid in two days, neighbour trippin’ cause I keep the door swangin’
I drop a mixtape today, they gon’ be thinking I got me a ghostwriter
AMG on the floor like a low rider
Having rich arguments my whole problem
Running money up I don’t see nobody
Buying lawyers for both of the [?]
Tennis chains on fleek, I could wear a new piece every week
Me and my diamonds all on pee, point
Ask about me [?]
Hit the bitch Curry, three-point
I can’t hit them all so I Pikachu
I don’t text ’em I just stick and move
Fresh pair of Loubs
[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got too many hoes I can’t fuck them all
Don’t know how to play but I ball
Stacking that money up make it tall
Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost
Mama ain’t made no hoe, she made a boss
My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off
Rocking designer I’m dripping in sauce
All of my diamonds real so they cost
You know it costs to live like this
I got a bad lil boss bitch
Too many diamonds, camera glitch
Yeah I’m shining no [?]
Ain’t got to tell them they know that I’m rich
I got a sack like I run the blitz
Ice cold like I got on mitts
Ice cream I look like a lick
[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Forty pointers that’s a waffle cart
Ice cubes on my neck like my styrofoam
Drip, dripping like that it’s the shower on
Them ain’t real, them diamonds are rhinestones
I’m straight I got the iron now
Too many hoes bought another phone
I apologise, AP honeycomb
Shorty walking round with like three hunnid on
Baby vanilla, my rose gold match the Gucci with rose petal
Trapper of the year I need a gold medal
You know the water make the pussy get wetter
Ooh, can’t name a nigga that do it better
I got too many hoes like I’m Hugh Hefner
Different foreign bitches, I’ma put ’em together
Yeah they know I’m a trendsetter
[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got too many hoes I can’t fuck them all
Don’t know how to play but I ball
Stacking that money up make it tall
Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost
Mama ain’t made no hoe, she made a boss
My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off
Rocking designer I’m dripping in sauce
All of my diamonds real so they cost
You know it costs to live like this
I got a bad lil boss bitch
Too many diamonds, camera glitch
Yeah I’m shining no [?]
Ain’t got to tell them they know that I’m rich
I got a sack like I run the blitz
Ice cold like I got on mitts
Ice cream I look like a lick (feat.

Lil Baby – Never Needed No Help lyrics

[Intro]
Earl on the beat
Yeah, know what I’m sayin’
Know what I’m sayin’? Never let these niggas catch up once you caught up
Know what I’m sayin’? When you create the wave and the vibe
You know what I’m sayin’? You is the vibe and the wave
You know what I’m sayin’? Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
[Verse 1]
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
Whenever we argue I buy her Chanel
Whenever I ain’t rappin’ I’m sellin’ this bail
My nigga got caught, I just hope he don’t tell
If you can sit quiet then I’ll pay your bail
They not gon’ snitch if they send me to hell
I put in overtime to get these M’s
Been with the same gang since I was lil’
[Bridge]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
[Verse 2]
You won’t believe what I made in a year
I’m flippin’ these bags, I made me a mill
Then I start rappin’ and got me a deal
I took off fast, this shit get for real
She want to talk but she don’t want to hear
All she want me to do is keep it real
She keep on cryin’ I’m tired of her tears
I keep on lyin’ it just what it is
I’m on my grind, so fuck how you feel
I got some homies who sittin’ in the pen
Yeah, yeah
They gon’ be sittin’ in that bitch for some years
We were some teens, they labeled us grown
Had some judges who doin’ us wrong
I know your pain just hold on
Just sing this song
[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell

Lil Baby – Leaked lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
We ain’t talked in like a week straight
I been all on the interstate
I been tryna go and get this cake
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
[Verse 1]
They thinkin’ I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin’ I signed them niggas
I’m living my life up, this Rollie I got on don’t tick tock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk
I’m in LA with the vibes, Dane in the cut getting high
She tryna get in my ride, she tryna turn up tonight, yeah
I was running up cash, yeah, I had ran up a bag
And they started gettin’ mad, yeah
But I didn’t get mad, I just kept getting cash, yeah
And I’m in my bag, yeah, now I’m in my bag, yeah
She wanna get with me, she know that I’m sticky, but I’m in my bag now
She wasn’t fucking with me, she didn’t come around, she wishing she had now
‘Cause I’m in my bag now
I’m in the bag, the Goyard to be exact
Three hundred racks inside it, ain’t no cap
I could’ve bought a Wraith today, yeah yeah
I ran it up, they supposed to hate
I’m digging this lifestyle
Water drippin’ on me like I’m a faucet
The crew with me right now
You can play, just proceed with caution
I popped the wrong pill, now I’m nauseous
I need to get off this drank, it’s a problem
I took a Tesla and landed on Mars​
Lord please wake me up tomorrow
[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They thinkin’ I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin’ I signed them niggas
I’m living my life up, this Rollie I got on don’t tick tock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
[Verse 2]
They know they can’t beat me, so they tryna leave me
And she tryna leave me, but I ain’t gon’ let her
Diamonds on Fiji, I’m running with QC
And Reebok endorse me, went up a new level
I’m loving this lifestyle and niggas wanna be me
I know they won’t catch up, but I ain’t gon’ let ’em
As soon as the money get up to a million, put it in the ground and then buy a new shovel
How you gon’ be in yo feelings when I’m in my feelings? We both can’t be in our feelings
I ain’t gon’ lie when you thinkin’ I did it, I did it
It’s something ’bout your intuition
I’m telling you no lies, I’m tired of seeing you cry
Come here girl, let me wipe your eye
Everything gon’ be alright
[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas

Lil Baby – Intro (Harder Than Ever) lyrics

[Intro]
Know im sayin’
This that new wave shit know what im sayin’
This that new wave shit ya dig (4 Pockets full know what i’m saying, free the gang)
[Verse 1]
Im smoking loud this that moonrock
They tryna sue cause i’m gettin’ paper
I dropped out of school and get no education
My momma she happy cause I finally made it
She living better [?] is full
Buy her a Bentayga Bentley truck
With an AP today tomorrow switch it up
Honeycomb diamonds VVS’s cut
Standing on stage, I really came from nothing
I took me a break, don’t mean i’m getting rusty
I’m gaining this weight they say i’m getting husty
I stand on front line I’m all about the [?]
I go where I want, no one better not fuck with me
Stand in the glizzy shoot til’ it’s empty
I come from the projects jumping over fences
I found me a plug and went and made a killing
I think we in love we shoot his ass and children
Them narcs I been sipping got to have me trippin
I think im the plate I need to reinvent me
I handle my business now i’m worth some millions
Remember the safe deposit vault was empty
Them niggas weren’t fucking with me they weren’t friendly
If you went with me back then then you ain’t seeing no [?]
We like Kanye and Kim, you like Bobby and Whitney
Real dope boy I ain’t nothing’ like the weirdos
Never seen me putting on no weird clothes
It cost a lil more when it’s real gold
We already up keep the field goal
Remember that day that I lost all that cake

Lil Baby – Spazz lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Southside
I go nuts on Southside Beats
Baby, okay
[Verse]
Super Bowl ring, we ballin’ hard, we won the championship
Everybody got somethin’ to say when I ain’t even ask ’em shit
Bunny rabbit broke, take a brick and do a magic trick
A hundred racks a show, get on the stage and do a backwards flip (yeah)
I’m in L.A. She like my gangsta, she wanna arrest me
She wanna sex me (yeah)
I got the blocka, she know not to test me
Comin’ at you niggas 3D
They gon’ put this shit on repeat
Everything I say, they repeat
Any nigga try to sneak diss
I ain’t gon’ say nothin’ back, yeah
I’ma keep gettin’ these racks, yeah
When you speak ’bout me, speak facts, yeah
Got an FN on the kickback, yeah
Big nose, hood on the demon
Big to the streets, I’m a deacon
They wouldn’t even peep what I was preachin’
They just wanna see me with the leaches
Big ballers, I ain’t in the bleachers
Courtside, high five the ref
Codeine got me talkin’ to myself
Blowin’ up, I’m blowin’ out my belt
[?] top 5, nah, for real
Only 25 before the deal
Every time we slide, a nigga kill
I just hope to God that they appeal
[Outro]
G5 sittin’ in the cell
He ’bout to come (came home)
I got this money on me right now
I don’t even answer my phone (put ’em on)
I had these bitches in state to state
They tryna give me some play (leave me alone)
They know that I ain’t got time to waste
I’m tryna get in their face (I’m goin’ home)
I might just give you a couple of dollars
And make sure you good on a model (good)
They know they’ll probably gon’ see me again
Unless I’m in the Benz
I put the Forgiatos on the car
[?] on the truck
I got the money, I’m runnin’ it up
And I’ve been puttin’ it up (them M’s) with some real Crips
I want Stella McCartney, this real drip
Cartier on my face with a real tear
Put the knife on the K, it’s the real deal
Make ’em get out this bitch like a fire drill
If I won’t hit a bitch then the guys will
I’ve been on it, today I took five pills
I’ma run up them M’s ’cause it’s God’s will
How you gon’ check me?

Lil Baby – I’m Straight lyrics

[Chorus]
She all on my drip, she just like my vibe
Tell ’em they can step over, it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these Percs, I think I’m way too high
She all on my drip, she just like my vibe
Tell ’em they can step over, it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these Percs, I think I’m way too high
[Verse 1]
I gotta slow down, ain’t tryna lose my mind
I got on two watches tryna keep up with the time
Do this for Lil Steve, yeah, they gave my lil’ homie a dime
You can’t see the greatness, see me, nigga, then you blind
I went back to the basics this time
Tryna treat me like I’m basic, not I
I got all these blue faces, oh my
I’m stackin’ to the ceiling, sky high
I been catchin’ all these flights, got sky mouse
I’ll probably spend my last to see her smile
I was just sittin’ in them prisons goin’ wild
Now I’m standin’ on a stage gettin’ paid, they like my sound
[Chorus]
She all on my drip, she just like my vibe
Tell ’em they can step over, it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these Percs, I think I’m way too high
She all on my drip, she just like my vibe
Tell ’em they can step over, it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these Percs, I think I’m way too high
[Verse 2]
Think I fell in love with her, she way too fine
I can’t go back to no prisons, gotta walk a tight line
Niggas act like they don’t fuck with me, but on my timeline
Being fucked up on that block, I had some very long nights
I’m a savage from my heart, you can see it in my eye
If I tell you I quit trappin’, baby girl, then I be lyin’
Saint Laurent my jacket, Valentino on my shoes
Take me for a joke, they tried to treat me like a fool
Super paranoid, don’t leave the house without my tool
Hunnid bricks in, I got snowin’ while it’s June
Hardly ever see my son, that shit hurt me
[?]
I’m like, “How the fuck you think you got them purses?”
In a way, you out here actin’, you don’t deserve shit
And don’t keep callin’ my phone, that shit gettin’ [?]
And I keep drinkin’ this lean, I’m just gettin’ worser
[Chorus]
She all on my drip, she just like my vibe
Tell ’em they can step over, it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these Percs, I think I’m way too high
She all on my drip, she just like my vibe
Tell ’em they can step over, it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these Percs, I think I’m way too high

Lil Baby – Bank lyrics

(feat. Moneybagg Yo)
[Intro]
Run that back Turbo
[Hook: Lil Baby]
Lotta blue hunnids they came from the bank
I drank this shit by the pint
If we leave then we fucking tonight
Jeans expensive they fitting me tight
I can’t do this the rest of my life
Free the bros down the road doing life
Trying to sleep every night with a knife
Know it’s hard but you gotta survive
Man they got twenty deep on the flight
Going wherever we like
You can go with us too if you like
I’m on top and I’m hot it feel nice
Fuck with snakes cause you niggas be mice
Diamonds hitting who cut off the lights
In the clouds we balling like Mike
Niggas be fake as fuck
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Soon as I get my money I’m gon blow it
Fuck that, I’ma take mine and put it up
I got some foreign baddies in my DM they hitting me up
They trying to get on the plane today and come hit me up
She had the finest brain that I ever had
I gave her everything that I never had
I’m going next level on some more shit
These niggas dead broke on some hoe shit
Running that money up til I get tired
He said I wouldn’t make it he lied
He calling me out [?]
I’m doing that shit for the guys
She looked at my side like ‘Who is that guy?’
That’s my lil brother G5
They call him Stephen, I call him Curry
That nigga shoot out your eye
[Hook: Lil Baby]
Lotta blue hunnids they came from the bank
I drank this shit by the pint
If we leave then we fucking tonight
Jeans expensive they fitting me tight
I can’t do this the rest of my life
Free the bros down the road doing life
Trying to sleep every night with a knife
Know it’s hard but you gotta survive
Man they got twenty deep on the flight
Going wherever we like
You can go with us too if you like
I’m on top and I’m hot it feel nice
Fuck with snakes cause you niggas be mice
Diamonds hitting who cut off the lights
In the clouds we balling like Mike
Niggas be fake as fuck
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Residue on me I’m fresh out the trap (bando)
I got a dose on my lap
I keep the ratchet like [?]
Hundred round shots in the strap
I’m on their face like a slap
You think you know me you jap (lingo)
I hit your bitch she was wide open
I’m in her stomach like cramps
(Yeah, what’d you do? How’d you do it?)
Soon as I got my money I ran through it
(I fucked up some commas)
I couldn’t believe I said something, I thought I blew it
(I thought it was all gone)
I just downed a whole pint, I’m under the influence
Then I popped an Adderall to give me endurance
I’m up I cannot get tired, your bitch on molly she wired
[?] with Moneybagg Myers
Plenty chains, clang clang, 50k plain Jane
Go get some money quit saying you can’t
They thought I was born in the vault of the bank
[Hook: Lil Baby]
Lotta blue hunnids they came from the bank
I drank this shit by the pint
If we leave then we fucking tonight
Jeans expensive they fitting me tight
I can’t do this the rest of my life
Free the bros down the road doing life
Trying to sleep every night with a knife
Know it’s hard but you gotta survive
Man they got twenty deep on the flight
Going wherever we like
You can go with us too if you like
I’m on top and I’m hot it feel nice
Fuck with snakes cause you niggas be mice
Diamonds hitting who cut off the lights
In the clouds we balling like Mike
Niggas be fake as fuck

The Neptunes – Frontin’ lyrics

Dance, oooohhh
I call you “for real” cause you the truth, haha
Whoa-oh, ohhh-ohh
Young, great Hova
Dance, oooohhh
Uh, yeah, let me talk to ’em
Whoa-oh, ohhh-ohh
I’mma keep it real
[Verse 3: Jay-Z & Pharrell Williams]
Every time your name was brought up
I would act all nonchalant in front of an audience
Like you was just another shorty I put the naughty on
But uh, truth be told, you threw me for a loop, this Hov
I’m too old to be frontin’ what I’m feelin’
Denzelin’, actin’ like you ain’t appealin’ when you are
Stuntin’ like you ain’t my only girl when you are
(I was just frontin’) I’m ready to stop when you are
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’ (You know I want you, babe)
I’m ready to bet it all, unless you don’t care at all
But you know I want ya (You should stop frontin’, babe)
[Outro: Pharrell Williams]
C’mon (Ho!)
Dance, oooohhh
Whoa-oh, ohhh-ohh
Dance, oooohhh (Aoww!)
Whoa-oh, ohhh-ohh JAY-Z)
[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
Don’t wanna sound full of myself or rude
But you ain’t looking at no other dudes
‘Cause you love me (I’m sorry baby, so sexy)
So you think about a chance
You find yourself trying to do my dance
Maybe ’cause you love me (Uh, you do it well)
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
So then we tried singing it slow now
Because you weren’t used to how fast we touched (Fast we touched)
Then we locked eyes and I knew I was in there
And I was gon’ tear your ass up (Tear your ass up)
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’ (You know I want you, babe)
I’m ready to bet it all, unless you don’t care at all
But you know I want ya (You should stop frontin’, babe)
[Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]
Trying to be the best girlfriend you could be
But still you sneak and look at me, and girl, I love it
Then you give your other girl a shove
Tell her you gonna call her ass how it was
And she’s gonna love it (Whoa-oh whoa, yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
So then we tried singing it slow now
Because you weren’t used to how fast we touched (Fast we touched)
Then we locked eyes and I knew I was in there
And I was gon’ tear your ass up (Tear your ass up)
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’ (You know I want you, babe)
I’m ready to bet it all, unless you don’t care at all
But you know I want ya (You should stop frontin’, babe)
[Bridge: Jay-Z & Pharrell]
Ho! We got another one, Phar-real! (perfomed by Pharrell Williams feat.

The Neptunes – Blaze Of Glory lyrics

[Chorus] (perfomed by Clipse feat. [Chorus]
[Malice]
I’m for that hit rich quick shit, for that quick lick
For that quick Vick fucka, I ain’t for the bullshit
I ain’t for the small talk, strictly ’bout the ballpark
Figures on my numbers these niggaz is all talk
Niggaz is missin’, out on life, I ain’t hit him
I ain’t sittin ’round thumb-twiddling, I ain’t wishin’
No one could ever tell the Malicious I ain’t livin’
The home town homies hate my name, I ain’t trippin’
I don’t retaliate, I don’t hate, I obliv’ ’em
J?us ’round my neck, I’ma Christian, I forgive ’em
I was chosen to hold this throne
I held my own, ever since I held that zone
And served it, from all the days I heard mama’s curses
Now I put it in verses, it was worth it
Don’t let it hurt kid, push a pack, cook a crack
Whatever be the plate, motherfucka get the bank, uh! fuck ya crews and, who ya choosin’
Critics and news, and all their reviews
The watch jeweled and, VS jewels with
Different hews, of rogues or blues
The street movement, that I move wit
“Hurri”s the “cane” like Miami U
Ya niggaz foolin’, whatcha doin
Obviously, you ain’t got a clue
It’s the blaze of glory
I’m killer in the clutch, like the Lakers’ Horry
Wit four seconds left, rappers can’t ignore me
Quit stepping on my heel
You fuckers riding my flow, like I’m your training wheels, ugh! Pharrell & Ab-Liva)
[Pharrell]
Nigga, put down ya beer and – snatch up ya chair ‘n
A lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin’
First the firing then the siren you’ll be hearin’
Your man gotta few heartbeat left they fearin’
[Chorus – Pharrell]
It’s me or you, or them or us
Lost to what, them things gon’ bust
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
I clear the land, “In God We Trust” nigga
It’s the blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
You come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of glory
The blaze of glory, the blaze of glory
You come in here for these niggaz, the blaze of glory
[Pusha T]
EGHCK! Mind over matter, SL blacker
Sunny days, I might if to think he can’t ROOF! You niggaz fishin, well wishin
Lotta rhyme but still missin’ the vision, it’s the blaze of glory
[Chorus]
[Ab-Liva]
Sheah, the blaze of glory, rewrite history
Turn pages for me, my story is epic
Hustle in my blood, my story is metric
Bring that O backwards I’m feeling dyslexic
Grew up mis-directed, dark complected
Sometimes no electric, it was hectic
It was harsh, I was awed, I was infected, neglected
At sixteen, I got connected like Tetris
Had the power to zone, turn powder to stone
In any beef, iron drept it, iron tested
Think back, I invested, I assessed it, I reflected
Think back, I was requested by God
I shall lead as I was directed
Demand to be king, I was selected a menacing thing
Defying the odds, the fire with arms
A tyrants evolved, the tyrant is on, so run for ya weapon nigga!