Night Lovell – WHERE’S MY MONEY Lyrics

I just wanna claim your ass and take you shopping, yeah
If you with me there’s no plans on really stopping
Where’s my money? Yeah
Got my photo in your locket
Say I love you, then you try to change the topic, yeah
I be flexing all this shit up in my wallet
Where’s my money? Yeah
Got my photo in your locket
Say I love you, then you try to change the topic, yeah
I be flexing all this shit up in my wallet
Where’s my money? Yeah
[Verse 1]
I be on the same shit
Call this bitch and then she telling me the same shit
“Yes, I want you, but you always do the same shit
Yes, I love you, but you fucking with the same chick, yeah”
[Interlude]
You’re such a fucking asshole
I fucking hate you
And you changed so much
I miss when it was just about me and you
Now a whole bunch of shit is in between us
[Chorus]
All these niggas, why they watching? Where’s my money? [Intro]
Mhh, mhh, mhh, mhh
Mhh, mhh, mhh, mhh
Mhh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
All these niggas, why they watching? Yeah
[Verse 2]
I be tryna find my sanity
All these people looking at me like a gallery
Sharing all this energy, I’m like a battery
Tryna keep your ass away just like a calorie, yeah
Can’t you feel this fucking tension, yeah
Watching how I do my stepping
Call my number, don’t forget the damn extension
613, where I be, that’s a blessing, yeah
[Chorus]
All these niggas, why they watching? Where’s my money? Where’s my money? Where’s my money? Yeah
Got my photo in your locket
Say I love you, then you try to change the topic, yeah
I be flexing all this shit up in my wallet
Where’s my money? I just wanna claim your ass and take you shopping, yeah
If you with me there’s no plans on really stopping
Where’s my money? Where’s my money? Yeah I just wanna claim your ass and take you shopping, yeah
If you with me there’s no plans on really stopping
Where’s my money? Where’s my money?

Badflower – Murder Games Lyrics

Why, father? Why, father? Why bother? Why bother? Why, father? Why, father? Why murder? [Verse 1]
How can we live with each other? Why, father? Are we just gonna feast while they suffer? When are we gonna question the matter
That everyone we love has cancer
But nobody can swallow the answer? Games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder Why murder? Why, father? Why murder? Heavy is the sound of the slaughter
So save another bite for your daughter
[Refrain]
Your murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder
[Verse 2]
How can we lie to each other? How can we torture a mother? Why murder? Why bother? Games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder
[Bridge]
They must look at us like we are devils
We cut things off their bodies
We cut the beaks off of hens
We cut testicles out of baby pigs when they’re born
We cut them up into pieces
What humans do to animals is completely evil
[Chorus]
Why, father? Why murder? How can we face one another? [Refrain]
Your murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder
[Chorus]
Why, father? Why murder? Why, father? And we don’t have to sanction the slaughter
Over and over, one after another
[Chorus]
Why, father? Why, father? Why bother? Why bother? Why bother? Why, father? Games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder games, murder games
Murder
[Verse Three]
How can we live with each other?

Gunna – Who You Foolin Lyrics

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
Huh, uh
[Chorus]
Who you think you foolin’? We not new to it
We countin’ fluent
I’m scammin’ a wood, my cup full of mud
I came out the hood
Sometimes a gangsta need a hug
I’ma give all my problems above
Hate when people keep doin’ too much
Keep it real, the streets show you no love
[Verse 1]
We don’t need no one vouchin’ for us
I’ve been grindin’ and found me a bust
I’ve been searchin’ for love and found lust
It’s so hard to stop holdin’ a grudge
My lil’ dawg split your shit like a Dutch
My whole squad kept the kid in the cut
Keep your strap ’cause these niggas play tough
Pick and chose who the right one to trust
Pick and chose who the right one to trust
Keep it real it’s a lot fake love
Niggas hate but they bitches in love
And the Bentley all white like a dove
I took off, ate this Xan, means it works
Kicked her out, told her walk to the burbs
I’m a sipper, can tell when it’s cut
You can’t tell me that she ain’t a slut
[Chorus]
Who you think you foolin’? We not new to it
We countin’ fluent
I’m scammin’ a wood, my cup full of mud
I came out the hood
Sometimes a gangsta need a hug
I’ma give all my problems above
Hate when people keep doin’ too much
Keep it real, the streets show you no love
[Verse 2]
I don’t need no one vouchin’ for me
I be flossin’, ain’t talkin’ ’bout my teeth
Car push-start, I keep losin’ the keys
Chanel, Boss my closet full of C’s
My shit wet Eliantte, VVs
I got pearls ’round my neck, not no beads
I get cash in my bag while I’m sleep
New blue face, two-tone Patek Philippe
Beverly Center, shoppin’ spree on me
New agenda, don’t do nothin’ free
Ain’t not one of my foreigns on E
All my bitches got expensive weave
I sip drank for my pain to get eased
I still talk to the Lord on my knees
Helpin’ me take care all of my needs
And we take off the top for a breeze
[Chorus]
Who you think you foolin’? We not new to it
We countin’ fluent
I’m scammin’ a wood, my cup full of mud
I came out the hood
Sometimes a gangsta need a hug
I’ma give all my problems above
Hate when people keep doin’ too much
Keep it real, the streets show you no love

Gunna – Cash War Lyrics

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus]
Lotta money, I can have a cash war
Flew back across the water with a passport (Ah)
Lamborghini Uru is a fast car (Fast)
I’m around the world, securin’ me a bag, boy (Boy)
Call the bro neighbor like he next door (Next)
Rolls Royce, got carpet on the floorboard (Woo)
Hundred thousand dollars on auto (Auto)
Those stylist people callin’ me “Drip Lord” (Drip)
[Post-Chorus]
Keep it hardcore
Pop an addy while I’m ridin’ to meet Tom Ford (Tom Ford)
Show real love (Real love)
When I ride with these niggas I’d kill for (Kill for)
We stood tough
Means then we ain’t switchin’, we the same us
We’re on the real, nothin’ ain’t changed us (Change)
White Range Rover with the beige guts
[Verse 1]
Can’t save ’em
Kicked her out after I slayed her (Slayed)
Been got sauce, I got flavor (Flavor)
Saks Fifth, ho, you dreamt it, I paid for (Paid for)
New crib, got a lot of acres
The way you suck, you can get an A plus (A plus)
If she break, you can get your brain bust
Get a check and go and get your chain bust (Chain bust)
Get a check and go and get your chain bust (Ah)
Got any young thang, get you real rocks (Real rocks)
Three color diamonds on your wrist
I have three or four, you can get a plain watch (Plain watch)
Hundred twenty thousand dollars on the plane, watch
Rose gold when she with me, what you ain’t got
Pop a pussy nigga, leave him shell shocked (Shell shocked)
I’m a bigger dripper with Chanel socks
[Chorus]
Lotta money, I can have a cash war
Flew back across the water with a passport (Ah)
Lamborghini Uru is a fast car (Fast)
I’m around the world, securin’ me a bag, boy (Boy)
Call the bro neighbor like he next door (Next)
Rolls Royce, got carpet on the floorboard (Woo)
Hundred thousand dollars on auto (Ah)
Those stylist people callin’ me “Drip Lord” (Yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
Keep it hardcore
Pop an addy while I’m ridin’ to meet Tom Ford (Tom Ford)
Show real love (Real love)
When I ride with these niggas I’d kill for (Kill for)
We stood tough
Means then we ain’t switchin’, we the same us
We’re on the real, nothin’ ain’t changed us (Change)
White Range Rover with the beige guts
[Verse 2]
White Range Rover with the beige guts (Beige)
Got a table, had to pay and she paid, boss (Paid)
She wax her pussy, she don’t use a razor (Nah)
Diggin’ in it like I’m tryna dig a grave, huh (Grave, huh)
Why you wanna ask me for a favor? Swear to God that won’t work in your favor (Fave)
Stack a lot of cash, I got layers (Yeah)
I been ballin’ and I’m livin’ like a Laker (Laker)
Ridin’ on my nigga, get a pay cut
When the milli come inside, we’re the makers (Makers)
Red and black Billy like a Raider
Run it to your front door like a cater (Cater)
Jump man, I’m an alligator
When I bite, I get shit tailor (Tailor)
Told her let’s play whoever tried to play us (Play us)
Should I diss ’em? Nah, nigga feelin’ way up
[Chorus]
Lotta money, I can have a cash war
Flew back across the water with a passport (Ah)
Lamborghini Uru is a fast car (Fast)
I’m around the world, securin’ me a bag, boy (Boy)
Call the bro neighbor like he next door (Next)
Rolls Royce, got carpet on the floorboard (Woo)
Hundred thousand dollars on auto (Ah)
Those stylist people callin’ me “Drip Lord” (Yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
Keep it hardcore
Pop an addy while I’m ridin’ to meet Tom Ford (Tom Ford)
Show real love (Real love)
When I ride with these niggas I’d kill for (Kill for)
We stood tough
Means then we ain’t switchin’, we the same us
We’re on the real, nothin’ ain’t changed us (Change)
White Range Rover with the beige guts

Weezer – Living in L.A. Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m back in black
No one to hold my hand
It seems that we’re together but alone
And now I hear the ticking of a clock
I know we’re going down a slippery slope
[Pre-Chorus]
I wonder what it’s like out there
And my eyes are like far away spaceships
You are a sealed up door
There’s gotta be more to our lives than this
[Chorus]
This girl I like
I’m talking ’bout this girl I like
But I feel so lonely, feel so lonely
Yeah, I’m living in L.A
This girl I like
I’m talking ’bout this girl I like
But I feel so lonely, feel so lonely
Yeah, I’m living in L.A
[Verse 2]
We’re fortune’s fools when we took the bait
We sacrifice our lives for rock and roll
Je ne sais pas, burning at the stake
We never really had a choice at all
[Pre-Chorus]
I wonder what it’s like out there
And my eyes are two far away spaceships
You are a sealed up door
And there’s gotta be more to our lives than this
[Chorus]
This girl I like
I’m talking ’bout this girl I like
But I feel so lonely, feel so lonely
Yeah, I’m living in L.A
This girl I like
I’m talking ’bout this girl I like
But I feel so lonely, feel so lonely
Yeah, I’m living in L.A
[Bridge]
Looking for a fight, looking for a fight
And I’m still trying to figure out my life
Pretending we don’t want each other
Alrighty now
Looking for a fight, looking for a fight
And the spider is sucking out my life
And I’m reaching out to touch her
[Chorus]
This girl I like
I’m talking ’bout this girl I like
But I feel so lonely, feel so lonely
Yeah, I’m living in L.A
This girl I like
I’m talking ’bout this girl I like
But I feel so lonely, feel so lonely
Yeah, I’m living in L.A
This girl I like
I’m talking ’bout this girl I like
But I feel so lonely, feel so lonely
Yeah, I’m living in L.A

Gunna – Baby Birkin Lyrics

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus]
I know my purpose
European car, it came with curtains (Yeah)
I have a daughter, I’m buying her baby Birkin (Baby Birkin)
Fucked her good and got her legs hurtin’ (Yeah)
Found our way then got them Ms early (Ms)
Southside nigga from the dirty-dirty (South)
Paranoid, I keep a loaded .30
To count the funds up we don’t gotta worry
[Verse 1]
Young Gunna went and jumped in head first (Head first)
Roamed the streets and finally found my work (Found my work)
Killed that nigga, left him dead-dirt (Yuh)
Took his body, now the coupe a hearse (Damn)
250 in his man purse (Man purse)
Felt like diamonds drippin’ off my damn shirt (True)
I got bitches trappin’ on the Amherst (Amherst)
I done kept a long way from the bookers (Nah)
It’s so hard to give trust because love hurts
She don’t come easy, nigga, it’s hard work (Hard work)
They be ridin’ shotgun like a Mossberg (Mossberg)
She start suckin’ and won’t let me park first (Damn)
She made me bust a nut, that’s a star burst (Star burst)
She got ass and titty like Miss Parker (Uh)
Swear this bih used to be the martyr (Martyr)
We keep women ’cause we workin’ harder
Lotta bookings, I’m goin’ back to Florida (Florida)
All my Eliantte diamonds is water (Water)
Money hungry, I got a disorder (Oh)
That plain Rolex cost more than a quarter (Yeah)
Keep your wife, I’m takin’ your daughter (Daughter)
If she hold it down, I’ma award her (Yeah)
I still listen to reason, I’m smarter (Smarter)
To invoke for whatever we oughta
[Chorus]
I know my purpose
European car, it came with curtains (Yeah)
I have a daughter, I’m buying her baby Birkin (Baby Birkin)
Fucked her good and got her legs hurtin’ (Yeah)
Found our way then got them Ms early (Ms)
Southside nigga from the dirty-dirty (South)
Paranoid, I keep a loaded .30
To count the funds up we don’t gotta worry
[Verse 2]
I put diamonds on a redbone (Redbone)
I popped a pill and now my head gone (My head gone)
He slimed ’em out and we was dead wrong (Slime)
Them arms with AP look like honeycombs (Like honeycombs)
I done left my ex, told her ain’t comin’ home (Nah)
Told her she won’t see me ’til my money long (On God)
I been knockin’ these hoes down like domino (Domino)
I had shit, I was stealin’ my cousin clothes (Damn)
Now I drip every day like I’m runnin’ over (Drip)
My shoes lately be more than a hundred homes (Hundred homes)
I don’t cherish, I know that they come and go (They come and go)
I got boomerang bitches they comin’ back (Comin’ back)
I go straight in the hole like a runningback (Gone)
Cut your neck like a tree, I’m a lumberjack (Yeah)
Different colors on me I don’t wanna match (C’mon)
When she suckin’, look at me, I’m lovin’ that (Yeah)
My next show booking gon’ be a hunnid racks (Yeah)
I can’t beef with you boys on the internet (Internet)
Can’t do business ’cause nigga you been a rat (Been a rat)
We pop up at yo’ crib like the Men in Black (Yuh)
When it come to that cash I interact (Cash)
When I’m fuckin’ that body that pussy wet (Pussy wet)
She a groupie, keep askin’ where Uzi at (Uzi at)
Told my girl put that dope in her booty crack (Huh)
I’m a slimy lil’ nigga like Nudy, yeah
[Chorus]
I know my purpose
European car, it came with curtains (Yeah)
I have a daughter, I’m buying her baby Birkin (Baby Birkin)
Fucked her good and got her legs hurtin’ (Yeah)
Found our way then got them Ms early (Ms)
Southside nigga from the dirty-dirty (South)
Paranoid, I keep a loaded .30
To count the funds up we don’t gotta worry

Gunna – Wit It Lyrics

Spot just got jammed on the North
Fifty bands to my lawyer for court
My spot just got jammed on the North
Fifty bands to my lawyer for court
[Chorus]
I see you with it, I’m with it, my nigga, let’s get it
Bankroll got hundreds and fifties
All too familiar, admit it, I’m truly committed
My palms consistently itching
Served out the kitchen, relentless, we chasing these benjis
Back to back Maybachs and Bentleys
Shows back to back, my coupe paid off commission
[Verse 2]
Runnin’ the sea on my wave
New two door coupe came with leather and suede
Fuck with this bitch ’cause she goin’ both ways
Too much of this shit, I’ma throw it in bags
Not fuckin’ you bitches from back in the day
My condo is raised, it’s thick like a grave
Gettin’ in my bag and my family amazed
Gettin’ out the hood, that shit felt like a maze
Gettin’ out the hood, that shit felt like a maze
Call me your dawg, hold me down to the grave
[Chorus]
I see you with it, I’m with it, my nigga, let’s get it
Bankroll got hundreds and fifties
All too familiar, admit it, I’m truly committed
My palms consistently itching
Served out the kitchen, relentless, we chasing these benjis
Back to back Maybachs and Bentleys
Shows back to back, my coupe paid off commission [Intro]
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus]
I see you with it, I’m with it, my nigga, let’s get it
Bankroll got hundreds and fifties
All too familiar, admit it, I’m truly committed
My palms consistently itching
Served out the kitchen, relentless, we chasing these benjis
Back to back Maybachs and Bentleys
Shows back to back, my coupe paid off commission
[Verse 1]
None of this shit came free, got it out the street, had to take a chance, yeah
Put the cake in the rubber band, stuff in my pants, I can do the band dance
Thousand dollar Fear of God Vans, drip when I’m playing, just call me Raf stan
Of course they dig what I’m saying, another advance, smoking me a strong strand
Ice all on my watch, add it to the card, had to get the cars washed
Heated marble squares on the floor
The condo got a bar, cost me an Aventador
Yeah, punch in this shit to record
What the fuck are you waiting for?

Gunna – Derek Fisher Lyrics

[Intro]
Makers
Run that back, Turbo
[Chorus: Gunna]
Hesitation, wipe the tears from your eye (Tears from your eyes)
Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin’ in the sky (My dawgs livin’ in the sky)
You get your wish, we got them sticks and we gon’ slide (We gon’ slide)
Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay all eyes (Sure you stay all eyes)
Shoot like Derek Fisher, ain’t no nigga cross the line (No)
Told her I ain’t got no mistress, but I know she think I’m lyin’
Oh, you can be my vibe but I’m not lookin’ for a bride (Not lookin’ for a bride)
Six, seven, eight, nine foreigns when I open the garage (Open the garage)
[Verse 1: Gunna]
Niggas pillowtalking, I can barely get a time (Barely get a time)
Dead fresh, out a coffin, Playboy VLONE cover my spine (VLONE cover my spine)
Fuck that extra talkin’, pull up, spin the whole block, and then ride (Spin the whole block and then ride)
Dracos, AR’s, Glocks, and carbons, put in the work for your side (Put in the work for your side)
Keepin’ it real, I just had to realize (Realize)
Got caught and he ain’t tell, he stood up and took the time (Took the time)
I got them on my trail and I still ain’t in my prime (In my prime)
I’m just tryna live, keep my people out of bounds (Out of bounds)
I done kept it solid, this shit ours, it ain’t mine (No)
I done changed the climate, got this fuckin’ money flyin’ (Money flyin’)
Backwood fill of Biscotti and I heard you smokin’ pine (Heard you smokin’ pine)
Barely see somebody, to that bullshit, I went blind (Blind)
[Chorus: Gunna]
Hesitation, wipe the tears from your eye (Tears from your eyes)
Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin’ in the sky (My dawgs livin’ in the sky)
You get your wish, we got them sticks and we gon’ slide (We gon’ slide)
Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay all eyes (Sure you stay all eyes)
Shoot like Derek Fisher, ain’t no nigga cross the line (No)
Told her I ain’t got no mistress, but I know she think I’m lyin’
Oh, you can be my vibe but I’m not lookin’ for a bride (Not lookin’ for a bride)
Six, seven, eight, nine foreigns when I open the garage
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Penthouse feel like heaven when I wake from a ménage
I got every kinda color car in my garage
Intercontinental with my bitch and a massage
Buy a lot of diamonds, I flash my money, I like to floss, yeah
My little shooters stay on point, all I do is throw assists
We locked in together forever, that’s if I’m poor or rich
Make ’em call me Papa Bear, the way I get that porridge
Walk inside the club and it start stormin’
I came in a foreign, I can’t stop from goin’ in
Got too many dawgs who in the sky, can’t let ’em score again
Ask God for forgiveness, then go out and commit sin again
They say that we already won, I’m tryna win again, yeah
[Chorus: Gunna]
Hesitation, wipe the tears from your eye (Tears from your eyes)
Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin’ in the sky (My dawgs livin’ in the sky)
You get your wish, we got them sticks and we gon’ slide (We gon’ slide)
Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay all eyes (Sure you stay all eyes)
Shoot like Derek Fisher, ain’t no nigga cross the line (No)
Told her I ain’t got no mistress, but I know she think I’m lyin’
Oh, you can be my vibe but I’m not lookin’ for a bride (Not lookin’ for a bride)
Six, seven, eight, nine foreigns when I open the garage (Open the garage)

Offset – Quarter Milli Lyrics

Check the peephole (Who?)
We get to kickin’ like pedal (Woo, woo, woo)
Diamonds dancin’ like Fabo (Fabo, Fabo)
Flip a nigga’s ass when I say so (Say so, say so)
With a Glock, not a Draco (Glock)
Connect the dots like a Lego (Dots)
Chicken in the wheel, MAACO (Woo)
We did the independent takeover (Independent)
I make a bitch get the makeover
Kickback like a Maybach Benz (Kickback)
.38 with the beam back then (.38)
Stay clean and the money comin’ in (Stay clean)
1988 my lens (88)
Fucked the bitch, then she ate her friends (She ate)
What you got in the safe? I want in (Safe)
Pew, pew, pew, pew, get spinned (Bow)
Hunnid racks, I can blow it in the wind
[Chorus: Offset & Gucci Mane]
I made a whole mil’ off of the dribble (M&M)
Bought a Richard Mille, quarter milli’ (Richard Mille)
Sippin’ out the seal, hurt the kidneys (Sippin’, seal)
Trappin’ Bobby, R.I.P to Whitney (Brown)
Lamborghini, 12 come get me (12)
Audemar Piguets, one-fifty (Piguets)
The ball-man make one call (Boss, brr)
Hit him with the saw (Raa)
Pull up, Ferrari, creep, crawl (Skrrt, skrrt)
Then I put my wrist on froze (Ice, yeah)
Yeah, I went rose-gold with the Patek (Patek)
I had to grab the choppa for the static (Braa, braa)
Mama in Celine, fuck my daddy (Mama)
Luther King with the dream, work magic (It’s Gucci)
Pinky ring start a scene, need glasses (Hah)
Get to floatin’ off the lean like Aladdin (Woo, woo)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Metro, Sizzle, Wiz, Offset and we got so much bread (Wop)
Bury us in Dolce, bitch, and cover us with bread (Damn)
All this money pilin’, I might buy a private island (Huh)
All this private flying, private jettin’ to different climates
Elliot and Fezzy teamin’ up, they got me wet (Fezzy)
Told my bitch to bury me in nothin’ but baguettes (Mwah)
Knockers, but my Tech cup is that Rolls Royce truck, it’s red
Pussy please don’t push me ’cause I’m so close to the ledge (It’s Wizzop)
[Chorus: Offset]
I made a whole mil’ off of the dribble
Bought a Richard Mille, quarter milli’ (Richard Mille)
Sippin’ out the seal, hurt the kidneys (Sippin’, seal)
Trappin’ Bobby, R.I.P to Whitney (Brown)
Lamborghini, 12 come get me (12)
Audemar Piguets, one-fifty (Piguets)
The ball-man make one call (Boss, brr)
Hit him with the saw (Raa)
Pull up, Ferrari, creep, crawl (Skrrt, skrrt)
Then I put my wrist on froze (Ice, yeah)
Yeah, I went rose-gold with the Patek (Patek)
I had to grab the choppa for the static (Braa, braa)
Mama in Celine, fuck my daddy (Mama)
Luther King with the dream, work magic (Luther King)
Pinky ring start a scene, need glasses (Pinky ring)
Get to floatin’ off the lean like Aladdin
[Outro: Offset & Gucci Mane]
Woo, Hah
Huh [Intro: Offset]
Yeah, Metro, Metro-Set
You know what it is, uh
Uh, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
[Chorus: Offset]
I made a whole mil’ off of the dribble (M&M)
Bought a Richard Mille, quarter milli’ (Richard Mille)
Sippin’ out the seal, hurt the kidneys (Sippin’, seal)
Trappin’ Bobby, R.I.P to Whitney (Brown)
Lamborghini, 12 come get me (12)
Audemar Piguets, one-fifty (Piguets)
The ball-man make one call (Boss, brr)
Hit him with the saw (Raa)
Pull up, Ferrari, creep, crawl (Skrrt, skrrt)
Then I put my wrist on froze (Ice, yeah)
Yeah, I went rose-gold with the Patek (Patek)
I had to grab the choppa for the static (Braa, braa)
Mama in Celine, fuck my daddy (Mama)
Luther King with the dream, work magic (Luther King)
Pinky ring start a scene, need glasses (Pinky ring)
Get to floatin’ off the lean like Aladdin (Woo, woo)
[Verse 1: Offset]
Had to switch lane, my pattern (Switch lane)
Rolls Royce, it’s a ghost like Casper
Came through drippin’ in the peacoat (Drip, drip)
I was sittin’ in the pen, face the Rico (Woo)
My daddy on dope, tryna keep low (Dope)
Put the AP on my mama, she on fleek, ho (Woo)
Double C’s on my feet, Valentinos (Double C’s)
I got 13 M’s, Dan Marino
Don’t work in a gym, work a kilo
Knock, knock, who is that?

Gunna – Idk Why Lyrics

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus]
All I know is grind (Grind)
Wonder why the Lord steady sendin’ me blessings, I don’t know why (Don’t know why)
Mama thanked me for her purse
And looked me in my face and then she started cryin’ (Started cryin’)
My talent take me different places
I can say lately I’ve been dodgin’ crime (Lately I’ve been dodgin’ crime)
Every day I’m high (High)
Intoxicated, I done swallowed me a whole ‘Tussin, now I’m on a ride (Now I’m on a ride)
Investigators tried to put a cable on the table, I can’t wear a wire (I can’t wear a wire)
I done made an M without a label, trust me, I’ll be stable for a while (I’ll be stable for a while)
[Verse 1]
I’ma bet on me (Me)
I don’t care if it’s a dollar, I got three my partners, that’s a quarter each (That’s a quarter each)
I got some snakes in my collar, lil’ bitch, I’m a slime and we don’t ever sleep (Slime)
The commas are damn near robotic, it’s same color powder, whiter than a sheep (Sheep)
The pussy wet like she in heat (Yeah)
Dolce Gabbana on her feet (Yeah)
Young Gunna slime anaconda, we bite like piranhas, me and my brother Keed (Keed)
Took 30K the whole summer, now I want a hunna, I stopped bein’ cheap (Cheap)
Since that boy came out the gutter, now he chargin’ 50 thousand for a beat
I don’t work for free (No)
The salesman that know me in Barney’s say I smell like Biscotti mixed with Creed (Biscotti mixed with Creed)
I know some women adore me, tell me I’m the realest they seen (I’m the realest they done seen)
I keep my mind on my ’cause that’s really all a nigga ever need (That’s all a nigga ever needed)
[Chorus]
All I know is grind (Grind)
Wonder why the Lord steady sendin’ me blessings, I don’t know why (Don’t know why)
Mama thanked me for her purse
And looked me in my face and then she started cryin’ (Started cryin’)
My talent take me different places
I can say lately I’ve been dodgin’ crime (Lately I’ve been dodgin’ crime)
Every day I’m high (High)
Intoxicated, I done swallowed me a whole ‘Tussin, now I’m on a ride (Now I’m on a ride)
Investigators tried to put a cable on the table, I can’t wear a wire (I can’t wear a wire)
I done made an M without a label, trust me, I’ll be stable for a while (I’ll be stable for a while)
[Verse 2]
I got better days (I got better days)
I moved my mom to the boondocks, we already used to sleepin’ in a cave (In a cave)
I started sellin’ that mota, makin’ me some moohla, servin’ out our place (Servin’ out our place)
Now I charge rappers for verses, do it for a purpose, I don’t wanna trade (Do it for a purpose, I don’t wanna trade)
I done got a raise (I done got a raise)
OG told me my future was bright, gotta wear the shades (Gotta wear your shades)
Blessed life so I paint the coupe all white just to give him praise (Just to give him praise)
Came a long way from sittin’ waitin’ in the line for the new J’s (Waitin’ in the line for the new J’s)
I can get away (I can get away)
You gonna need you a surfboard when it come to me and Wheezy wave (Me and Wheezy wave)
Can’t get bigger than who you work for ’cause you know some shit’ll prolly change (Shit’ll prolly change)
Charge that shit up ’til we’re worth more, we ain’t in the business for the fame (We ain’t in the business for the fame)
[Chorus]
All I know is grind (Grind)
Wonder why the Lord steady sendin’ me blessings, I don’t know why (Don’t know why)
Mama thanked me for her purse
And looked me in my face and then she started cryin’ (Started cryin’)
My talent take me different places
I can say lately I’ve been dodgin’ crime (Lately I’ve been dodgin’ crime)
Every day I’m high (High)
Intoxicated, I done swallowed me a whole ‘Tussin, now I’m on a ride (Now I’m on a ride)
Investigators tried to put a cable on the table, I can’t wear a wire (I can’t wear a wire)
I done made an M without a label, trust me, I’ll be stable for a while (I’ll be stable for a while)
[Outro]
That’s a quarter each

Rak-Su – Blood Ties Lyrics

It’s funny ’cause I’ve seen best friends before, people saying they’re close, but you guys have got like, I don’t know, it’s like a blood tie [Intro: Ashley]
Rak-Su, Rak-Su
[Pre-Chorus: Jamaal]
They know we got them blood ties (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loyalty’s a way of life (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got your back, you got mine (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Through the rain and the sunshine, still won’t change where my love lies (Blood ties)
[Chorus: Ashley]
Brothers for life (Blood ties)
Never divide (Blood ties)
Together we fly (Blood ties)
That’s my guy (Blood ties)
Brothers for life (Blood ties)
Never divide (Blood ties)
Together we fly (Blood ties)
That’s my guy
[Verse 1: Ashley]
This ain’t fake, this is real
Ain’t no snakes, we share meals
Old school friends, they day ones
That real you can call my mum “Mum”
You see me laughin’, you see me cry
Roll with me when low, fly with me when high
Said we could go blow, go live a new life
And you already know I’m stickin’ by your side
First time I had a drink, you were with me that night
The night we got signed, my brother, we both cried
We can still kick back, just chattin’ about life
The kids we’re gonna have and who can be wife
T-Turn up, turn up, get wavey
Enemies run up, run up, we brave
Real, real love, only real ones know
Real, real stuff when I say, “My bro”
[Pre-Chorus: Jamaal]
They know we got them blood ties (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loyalty’s a way of life (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got your back, you got mine (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Through the rain and the sunshine, still won’t change where my love lies (Blood ties)
[Chorus: Ashley]
Brothers for life (Blood ties)
Never divide (Blood ties)
Together we fly (Blood ties)
That’s my guy (Blood ties)
Brothers for life (Blood ties)
Never divide (Blood ties)
Together we fly (Blood ties)
That’s my guy
[Verse 2: Myles]
16 years, we’ve been goin’ so cold (So cold)
It’s just clear that our team won’t fold (Nah)
We ain’t gon’ clear but give us a year
And trust me, you’ll love our tracks, touch gold
Platinum plaques on our backs, like yo
See fakes in the back, up slap like no
Wait, tell the corner have the coroner
Rude boy, you can never step in our zone
This ain’t fake, this is realer
Together we fly, together we winners
Together we kings, suits and tracksuits
Bind by blood screamin’ out, “Rak-Su, Rak-Su”
Ease up, brother, come ride our wave
Set get done up, done up, get sprayed
Real, real love, only real ones know
Real, real stuff when I say, “My bro”
[Pre-Chorus: Jamaal]
They know we got them blood ties (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loyalty’s a way of life (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got your back, you got mine (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Through the rain and the sunshine, still won’t change where my love lies (Blood ties)
[Chorus: Ashley]
Brothers for life (Blood ties)
Never divide (Blood ties)
Together we fly (Blood ties)
That’s my guy (Blood ties)
Brothers for life (Blood ties)
Never divide (Blood ties)
Together we fly (Blood ties)
That’s my guy
[Outro: Ashley]
That’s my
Ah, what we sayin’ boys?

Gunna – Richard Millie Plain Lyrics

Yeah, I still sip lean (Sip lean)
Swag, bitch, you know what I mean (Mean)
Got the cash like the money machine (Machine)
Black pointers in the bottom of my ring
[Pre-Chorus]
Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain)
Countin’ cash on a private plane (Countin’ cash on a private plane, uh)
Couple M’s on the sound exchange (Couple M’s on the sound exchange)
Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard Millie, no time to explain)
[Chorus]
Ah, Richard Millie plain (Plain)
Maybach with the woodgrain (Woodgrain)
Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah
Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain)
Gunna Gunna got a lil’ fame now
Ain’t no cap in my game (My game)
Still’ll hit your block, leave a man down
Shootin’ like I’m shootin’ at the range
[Verse 2]
Extended kick, I love pointers (Pointers)
Shoppin’ spree, spent me a quarter (Quarter)
Wish him well, I got water (Water)
You a spare, I’m a little smarter (Smarter)
That’s your bitch, then you gotta spoil her (Spoil her)
Tote bananas like it came with a spoiler (With a spoiler)
See you on the camera, I’ma kill your daughter (Kill your daughter)
Niggas know I’m havin’, still drippin’ harder (Still drippin’ harder)
Chromeheart crossin’ my collar (Collar)
All the heels got red on the bottom (Bottom)
Don’t compare, you are not in my column (Nah)
Don’t fall, we ain’t nowhere near autumn (Near autumn)
I’m a man, I’ma solve my problems, awh
Told my family I got ’em (I got ’em)
He was talkin’ his mouth, he ain’t ’bout it at all
Now they don’t know who shot him (Now they don’t know who shot him)
Love Atlanta (Atlanta)
Too much mud in my Fanta (My Fanta)
Gunna pulled up in a Phantom (Pulled up)
Seats same color banana (Banana)
C’s all on the bandana (Yeah)
Please don’t correct my grammar (Please don’t correct my grammar)
Please don’t argue, got candles (Grieve)
Achieve, I have my standards
[Pre-Chorus]
Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain)
Countin’ cash on a private plane (Countin’ cash on a private plane, uh)
Couple M’s on the sound exchange (Couple M’s on the sound exchange)
Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard Millie, no time to explain)
[Chorus]
Ah, Richard Millie plain (Plain)
Maybach with the woodgrain (Woodgrain)
Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah
Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain)
Gunna Gunna got a lil’ fame now
Ain’t no cap in my game (My game)
Still’ll hit your block, leave a man down
Shootin’ like I’m shootin’ at the range [Intro]
Playmakers
Run that back, Turbo
[Pre-Chorus]
Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain)
Countin’ cash on a private plane (Countin’ cash on a private plane, uh)
Couple M’s on the sound exchange (Couple M’s on the sound exchange)
Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard Millie, no time to explain)
[Chorus]
Ah, Richard Millie plain (Plain)
Maybach with the woodgrain (Woodgrain)
Clearport, know the pilot by the name, yeah
Eight hour flight out to Spain (Spain)
Gunna Gunna got a lil’ fame now
Ain’t no cap in my game (My game)
Still’ll hit your block, leave a man down
Shootin’ like I’m shootin’ at the range (Range)
[Verse 1]
Quick, I can let it bang (Bang)
Rich nigga, I let her keep the change (Change)
Fake love, I don’t care to really hang (Fake love)
You a dub and I know you full of shame (You a dub)
Speed it up, know they want to take the lane (Speed it up)
Uh, take a school bus, board the plane (Board the plane)
Did it first, heard they tried to call it lame, huh? Now these niggas lookin’ like the same (Same)
They was tryna steal my style, dawg
Full outfit, I had to change (Had to change)
Tempt me, I’ma go AWOL (AWOL)
People gon’ think I’m insane (Insane)
I’ma skeet skeet in her face, awh
Fell in love with her brain (Skeet skeet)
Pull the skrrt skrrt on a hater
All you niggas saw was my chain (Skrrt skrrt)
Kiss my ring (My ring)
Pretty bitch swallowed a bean (My bean)
Then she gon’ swallow my thing (My thing)
Lot of ass in the Philipp Plein jeans (Jeans)
Gotta ask?

Drake Bell – Smoke It Up Lyrics

Smoke it all ‘fore it dries up
Pass the bowl I’ma light up
See the prize keep your eyes up
Let’s smoke it up
Let’s smoke it up
Mary Jane’s got me tied up
Backwoods by the fire
On the [?] getting higher
Smoking roll after roll after roll til there’s no more to roll
Minding my business
Rollin’ my weed up
Don’t need to stress babe
Kick back with my feet up
Dream chasing
I’m too elevated
Running out of patience
Cut the ties with the fakers
Holding on, you keep holding on, you gotta cut it off
So what you [?] for
I’ma do me so you do you
I’m in an all black coupe, gonna take it to the moon
Take it to the moon
I’ma take it to the moon
Take it to the moon
Without you
Smoke it all ’fore it dries up
Pass the bowl I’ma light up
See the prize keep your eyes up
Let’s smoke it up
Let’s smoke it up
Mary Jane’s got me tied up
Backwoods by the fire
On the [?] getting higher
Smoking roll after roll after roll
Try to feel your time (Did I fuck it up?)
Did I smoke too much? (Did I wait too long?)
Just to feel what I wanted (What I want)
Just to feel what I wanted (What I want)
When the sun goes down, smokers all around
Breath it all in and I let it all out
I’m floating, to the moon
Without you
Smoke it all ‘fore it dries up
Pass the bowl I’ma light up
See the prize keep your eyes up
Let’s smoke it up
Let’s smoke it up
Mary Jane’s got me tied up
Backwoods by the fire
On the [?] getting higher
Smoking roll after roll after roll til there’s no more to roll

Drake Bell – The Plan Lyrics

phone home
I got all these jewels on me
Bitches all onto me when I pull up to party
I got stacks of bands on me
Get it then I spend it yeah I’m tryna get it off me
She said the [?] away
She said yeah, she said the [?]
But I can’t be falling in love ’cause you know I’m busy on the paper chase yeah
We just pull up in a drop top
[?] rocking wide so she love that gucci crop top
We just pull up in a drop top
[?] rocking wide so she love that gucci crop top
And I got bands (And I got bands)
Shawty said that I’m the man
And I got bands (And I got bands)
Shawty said that I’m the man
Yeah you know the plan
We gon’ go and blow these racks
Yeah you know the plan
We gon’ go and blow these racks
Girl you know the plan
Swoop you up in a foreign, we can roll a gram
I [?] stop try pretend
Leave the city for a little blow a couple bands
Rockstar life, life came with action
Paparazzi follow me like an attraction
Tip top fits passion for the fashion
This is just a stop girl we ’bout to hit the mansion
(’bout to hit the mansion, ’bout to hit the mansion)
This is just a stop girl we ’bout to hit the mansion
We just pull up in a drop top
[?] rocking wide so she love that gucci crop top
We just pull up in a drop top
[?] rocking wide so she love that gucci crop top
And I got bands (And I got bands)
Shawty said that I’m the man
And I got bands (And I got bands)
Shawty said that I’m the man
Yeah you know the plan
We gon’ go and blow these racks
Yeah you know the plan
We gon’ go and blow these racks
We just pull up in a drop top We just pull up in a drop top
[?] rocking wide so she love that gucci crop top
We just pull up in a drop top
[?] rocking wide so she love that gucci crop top
And I got bands (And I got bands)
Shawty said that I’m the man
And I got bands (And I got bands)
Shawty said that I’m the man
Yeah you know the plan
We gon’ go and blow these racks
Yeah you know the plan
We gon’ go and blow these racks
Shawty want to hang with the kid on the low
If you got a man well then he ain’t gotta know
Pull up to your crib open up the front door
Higher than a plane E.T.

Drake Bell – Comin’ Back For you Lyrics

Fuck did I do last night? Basically I’m still high
Think I’m ’bout to my car
Fuck I’m live [?] no life
[?] is on my way
Swear that my phone just died
Gotta get my shit together
Fuck it I’ma live one life
[Chorus]
Cocaine clouds on the ceiling
While cold drink drowns all the feeling
Every night [?] for the weekend
And alright, I’m not alright
I’m coming back for you
I’m coming back for you
I thought that I lost you
That’s just paranoia
Could say that I’m sorry
But it’s never enough
But follow the money
But that shit is enough
I’m coming back for you
[Verse: Drake Bell]
I know I’ve been down this road
I’m [?] and I’m out of control
I’m forward, I’m backwards, I’m sober, elapse, I love and that’s all I know
That’s all that I know
Just don’t let me go
Forward I’m backwards, I’m sober, elapse, I love and I’m ready to go
[Verse: Lil Mama}
I just wanna lay here
Got a show tonight (yeah yeah)
I could spend all day here
Got hair and make up waiting on me
Still I gotta prepare
Wearing my [?]
I won’t even stay here
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
My mind is tripping I’m wishing that I could spend every minute in with this
Like that I’m living I’ll be surrounded by women and men that love me ’cause I’m winning, yeah yeah
They only love me cause I’m spending, yeah yeah
[Chorus]
Cocaine clouds on the ceiling
While cold drink drowns all the feeling
Every night [?] for the weekend
And alright, I’m not alright
I’m coming back for you
I’m coming back for you
I thought that I lost you
That’s just paranoia
Could say that I’m sorry
But it’s never enough
But follow the money
But that shit is enough
I’m coming back for you
I’m coming back for you
I thought that I lost you
That’s just paranoia
Could say that I’m sorry
But it’s never enough
Yeah I follow the money
But that shit isn’t love
I’m coming back for you