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Iggy Azalea – Sip it feat Tyga

[Intro:]
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
Got it on smash
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
OG Parker

Fuck him on top, big boob, no trainin’ bra (Yeah)
Big boss bitch, I could get you a new car (Yeah)
Fuck him in them Saint Laurent heels, he said I’m too tall (Yeah)
Wanna wife me up, I go silent and say, “Ha-ha-ha”
Uber on the way, he said can he stay? (Stay)
Don’t pull in my garage, Rolls Royce in driveway (Way)
I don’t got no time though to beef on no vinyl
I’m countin’ my baggies, you hoes wanna be viral

Blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, Richard on my arm
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, hair thirty inches long
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam, ayy

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Ha)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t lеave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy likе it’s Styrofoam (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
Sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

Hold up, ayy
Fuck her from the back, I’m a dog, bitch, I’m too raw (Ayy)
Tom Ford drawers on my balls, bitches kiss the paws (Ayy)
I don’t dive in wet pussy, bitch, I cannonball (Splash)
I serve these hoes, no, bitch, I don’t play volleyball
Let’s play a game, cash or the fame? (Fame)
She fucked me good, she might get a chain (Chain)
I don’t got no time, ho
Let’s fuck now, leave tomorrow (Bitch)
Got a Birkin bag, hundred on a tag
Strippers poppin’ ass, throwin’ car notes (Woo)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, drop the fuckin’ top
Let me do my thing, make it rain on this fuckin’ thot
This is why I’m hot, in Miami, make that temper drop
Lick a lollipop, suck me dry ’til it’s not a drop (Bitch)

Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Ayy)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam

(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
Sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

Iggy Azalea & Tyga – Sip It Lyrics

[Intro: Iggy Azalea]
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
Got it on smash
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
OG Parker

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Fuck him on top, big boob, no trainin’ bra (Yeah)
Big boss bitch, I could get you a new car (Yeah)
Fuck him in them Saint Laurent heels, he said I’m too tall (Yeah)
Wanna wife me up, I go silent and say, “Ha-ha-ha”
Uber on the way, he said can he stay? (Stay)
Don’t pull in my garage, Rolls Royce in driveway (Way)
I don’t got no time though to beef on no vinyl
I’m countin’ my baggies, you hoes wanna be viral

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, Richard on my arm
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Blonde, blonde, blonde, blonde, hair thirty inches long
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam, ayy

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Ha)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t lеave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy likе it’s Styrofoam (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam

[Post-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
Sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Hold up, ayy
Fuck her from the back, I’m a dog, bitch, I’m too raw (Ayy)
Tom Ford drawers on my balls, bitches kiss the paws (Ayy)
I don’t dive in wet pussy, bitch, I cannonball (Splash)
I serve these hoes, no, bitch, I don’t play volleyball
Let’s play a game, cash or the fame? (Fame)
She fucked me good, she might get a chain (Chain)
I don’t got no time, ho
Let’s fuck now, leave tomorrow (Bitch)
Got a Birkin bag, hundred on a tag
Strippers poppin’ ass, throwin’ car notes (Woo)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, drop the fuckin’ top
Let me do my thing, make it rain on this fuckin’ thot
This is why I’m hot, in Miami, make that temper drop
Lick a lollipop, suck me dry ’til it’s not a drop (Bitch)

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Ayy)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it (Yeah)
Sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip (Sip), sip it
Rappers in my phone, in my DM, won’t leave me alone
Boys on my dick, sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam

[Post-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)
Sip this pussy like it’s Styrofoam
(Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy)

Digga D – Toxic Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
(Ayo, Trinz)
Look, yo

[Verse 1]
You get it? ‘Cause I don’t (Nope)
Would you hit it? ‘Cause I won’t (Nope)
Whole heap of gyal on my iPhone
Influencers that wanna suck my bone
I do it for all of the niggas that DM these bitches, and get left on read (Don’t worry)
This blue tick make it easy to hit but more time I just get head (Brain)
She wasn’t there when I was in jail, she never sent me no mail (Nope)
More time it’s footballer dick that she taking but she love the rappers as well (Rap)
I bucked her in tape, I bucked her in pong, if only if you knew what these models are on (Yeah)
The second that man got recalled, all of these models was gone (Dickhead)
She at my table leeching, takin’ snaps and tryna get me in (‘Lowe it)
About 1942, your chest too high, is that how you’re feeling?
Won’t get more than a Magnum and a Magnum for this beating (Yeah)
Ask if me and Shar speaking, it don’t make sense ’cause you’re still on jeeting

[Chorus]
She said that she seen me on UK Gossip
Cool, we established I’m toxic (Yeah, yeah)
But back to the topic, I know you still wanna slop it (Brain, brain)
The Shade Borough ain’t helping shit but I bet you a jib that I’m still gonna chop it
She said I should cut all my bachelor ways ’cause I’m adding a case to my count, I should stop it
She said that she seen me on UK Gossip
Cool, we established I’m toxic (Toxic, toxic)
But back to the topic, I know you still wanna slop it (Neck it, neck it)
The Shade Borough ain’t helping shit but I bet you a jib that I’m still gonna chop it
She said I should cut all my bachelor ways ’cause I’m adding a case to my count, I should stop it

[Verse 2]
Before I get used by a bitch (Bitch)
I’d rather wank my dick (Wank my dick)
I ain’t going out wrong for a trick (Nope)
I’d rather go brothel and hit
I’m a dog, and what? (Yeah)
You go Dubai and suck dick, you’re a thot (Hoe)
But I ain’t got a problem with that (Nope)
I love thots, wanna fuck with a yat
This little bitch said she wan’ be a WAG (WAG)
She getting fucked in the back of the Wag (Of the Wagon)
She see man countin’ bands (Bands)
And want ask badman for a bag
Want ask badman for a purse
Want ask badman for some shoes
Want ask badman to eat cooch
But that’s not what a badman do (Never)
And she don’t got only man (Nope)
She only got OnlyFans (Hoe)
She wanna wear Rollies and (Yeah?)
Cartier bracelets, but fam (Yeah?)
She don’t wanna go work, she’s wotless
Rather go on IG and get topless
The gyal of today need to stop this (Stop)
Cah that behaviour’s just toxic

[Chorus]
She said that she seen me on UK Gossip
Cool, we established I’m toxic
But back to the topic, I know you still wanna slop it
The Shade Borough ain’t helping shit but I bet you a jib that I’m still gonna chop it
She said I should cut all my bachelor ways ’cause I’m adding a case to my count, I should stop it
She said that she seen me on UK Gossip
Cool, we established I’m toxic
But back to the topic, I know you still wanna slop it
The Shade Borough ain’t helping shit but I bet you a jib that I’m still gonna chop it
She said I should cut all my bachelor ways ’cause I’m adding a case to my count, I should stop it

[Outro]
(Ayo, Trinz)

Papoose – Is It Worth It

feat. Wiz Khalifa & Brady Watt

[Intro:]
I see you working for it,
I see you working for it
I see you working for it
But is it worth it?

Please, this is Wiz Khalifa bamboo paper rollin’
and split for rifa, hit my homie up on a DM
Either the feed [?] saying they mixed tequila
As [?] I said more brandy and Mauritia
Back when I was broke bought the slice
And split the pieces
And took the snooze out of my joggers so I could fit the sneakers
Now it’s their present, it’s more Franklins than Arreta
Love and hip-hop, I got guns just like my nigga plead the black revolver
The gold cylinder, 9 milimeter
More hammer, you don’t know none, nigga
Been a haters tag on me
[??]

Jack Prince – CLOUT


“CLOUT” is Jack Prince’s brand new single released in January 2021, a hype rap song which is too fire to be missed. Enjoy your listen, and check out CLOUT lyrics below.

She’ all about the clout
Real imposter, lost her
She slid up in my DM
Then I sauced her
Oops
Boss up
Ain’t nobody like me
So don’t act like you like me
Clout, Clout, Clout
(x2)

Hold up
I got a chip on my shoulder
See this chick I don’t – know her
But she all up in my DM
(H-Hold, Hold, Hold up)
Shit
I don’t really know you no no
But I know your kind
You got a scheme like ponzo
Venom hits fast, she’ a snake like that tho
*cough cough cough*, and then you lay down flat hoe

I might be choking but I’m trying for real
She’ already inside my head and now she going for the kill
I be all bout the love but a leech won’t stop
And I’m all about my shit, but this top got me stuck
Now she’ trippin that’s fax man
She took all the fake fans
She ghostin’ me hard now, might as well call me Pac-Man
Ok ok
Now we taking it all back
‘Cause I never gave a fuck
Just enough to make a track

She’ all about the clout
Real imposter, lost her
She slid up in my DM
Then I sauced her
Oops
Boss up
Ain’t nobody like me
So don’t act like you like me
Clout, Clout, Clout
(x2)

(All about the, All about the
All about the Clout
All about the, All about the
All about the Clout)

She all about the clout like
I don’t get why tho
Ain’t about the money she’ dopamine high tho
She would kill a puppy if that would make her viral
And she want it all without knowing
Her mind spinning like a spiral
Living in fame, she love the pain, she my nemesis
Sip of the glass, trynna forget, let me take a piss
*zip*
Like that
Trick got game
But it’s rotten like Michael
Seat back lane too fast for a snapshot
Perfect pic frame but she’ living at her dads loft
Priorities, fucked up indeed
She creepin we flee
She sting like a bee

What, yea
I got you figure out
Fuck that
Don’t wanna tip that
Au revoir
Yea that’s French bitch
UPS, fed-ex
Pack it then send it

She’ all about the clout
Real imposter, lost her
She slid up in my DM
Then I sauced her
Oops
Boss up
Ain’t nobody like me
So don’t act like you like me
Clout, Clout, Clout
(x2)

Lil Durk – I Don’t Know Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
(TouchofTrent be wildin’ with it)

[Verse 1]
I gotta stay off the ‘Gram, the opposition DM’ing me threats (Let’s get it)
When bro’nem died, he got an autopsy, they said he full of that X
I’m a young nigga who gettin’ that check and I don’t have problem with sex
I’m a young nigga who pop my shit, they say I’m cocky, aggressive
I get that vibe, you turned to snake, I swear I’ma turn to Melly (Let’s get it)
Locked up with the nigga who told on his mans, that shit Tom and Jerry
Cartier skeleton on my arm, got my arm skelly
Plus two bracelets say the voice, he got my arm buried
I look out, don’t know who trust, I say it’s all scary
I’m checkin’ up on one of my dawgs, he ain’t respond lately
I took a bag full of stacks to a bond lady
I gave you drugs, you ain’t bring the profits and you say I’m crazy?

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t know
I don’t know (Let’s get it)
I don’t know
I don’t know

[Chorus]
Is you niggas really with me? I don’t know
Do you think these niggas out to get me? I don’t know
Man you think you made it out the city? I don’t know
Do you believe the rumor, see who was snitchin’? I don’t know

[Verse 2]
And I don’t know too many
I heard them rumors that you was tellin’
But I know you didn’t
One nigga say he didn’t but I know he did
And I know he’s shitty
You gon’ get snaked tryna hang with different blocks, I know my city
They my brother hopped out the streets, I’m like, “No he didn’t”
Headshot, fucked up memory
Perky pill, fucked up kidney
Spin ’round, like, “Who did it?”
Fed call, free my niggas
The guard had told him, “Three more minutes,” yeah (Hmm, hmm)

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t know
I don’t know (Let’s get it)
I don’t know
I don’t know

[Chorus]
Is you niggas really with me? I don’t know
Do you think these niggas out to get me? I don’t know
Man you think you made it out the city? I don’t know
Do you believe the rumor, see who was snitchin’? I don’t know

Lil Durk – Switched Up Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Aye TM

[Verse]
All them dawgs that watch yo’ moves you gotta play ’em close
All them drugs stacked in one crib, that’s what get raided most
I know one nigga who love to kill but he get faded first
You say Nuski name in vain, that’s who gon’ get it worst
Chasing who? Not chasing hoes, we chase the millions first
I had them hoes in my DM when I had a Nicki verse
I’ll cash you out for a whole thirty, you gotta get ’em first
You mix the ecstasy and Percocets, you itch the worst
Some of my homies played back then, they know they still bogus
Quiet as kept, that door still opеn
And my niggas on what I’m on and I don’t feel bogus
My mind eighty percent in thе streets and I’m still focused
Who gave me hope when I need it?
‘Nine and .22, gave the streets what they want, got ’em thinking that they beefing
Know what oppositions say, he quick, they think he Jesus
Told him he the only one get a pass, that nigga believed us
How you think you still real? You tricked up on your guys and shit
How you think you still 300? You switched up on your guys and shit
Letter to the opps, y’all niggas tricking on y’all lives and shit
Big teeth and end up in the casket, make ’em slide again
Went in for another bond but he got denied again
Cory Brooks told me slow down, but it’s my pride again
Every time a nigga died, they’ll blame my side again
And every bitch I fuck, I tell her bring her side of friends
Love me or hate me, bitches say I’m crazy, they don’t wanna date me, oh
Love me or hate me, I ain’t grow up rich, so the trenches, they made me, oh
I was finger fucking pistols ‘fore I ever got a chance to go and finger fuck these bitches, oh
I’m regretting how I was raised, all my niggas went to jail, I had to fuck with different niggas, woah
Fucking fancy bitches, got her dancing with the stars, got it feeling like a groupie ho
When I pull up in the trenches, they surround me by some killers, but I know that’s how they do me now

[Outro]
When I be saying I’m the voice, I don’t be tryna like
Tryna run niggas or tell ’em what to do or nothing like that
I just feel that the streets’ll listen to me
And I’m saying that shit different, you know

Night Lovell, Lindasson & FTG Reggie – A Lot Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Hey CR! (Hey CR!)

[Verse 1: Night Lovell]
You is a peon, I’ma get money tonight, I am a don
Droppin’ a bomb, that bitch need someone to lean on, someone to say she the one
This shit is fun, niggas just actin’ tough, know that your bitch a slut
She on my nuts, huh, she want me to cuff, but I’m not made for love
This shit is light, huh, ayy, you lookin’ fine tonight
Guess I got time tonight
Might slide tonight
That pussy is mine tonight
Might pull up and fight tonight, might commit a crime tonight, it’s wild tonight
We bringin’ out sticks (Bitch), sticks (Bitch), might empty a clip tonight, ayy (Ha, ha)
Huh, ridin’ around with the mob, duckin’ the cops
Run into the opps, we sendin’ shots
Package you up, put you in a box
Them niggas just talk a lot and bark a lot
Them niggas don’t walk the walk
Parkin’ in the parking lot, pull up to the spot
(Brr, brr) Light up the block, oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Lindasson]
Let’s go, let’s go (Woah)
Yeah, thief in the night, woah (Uh-huh), uh-huh (Woah)
Brodie piss out codeine, he got demons he can’t show
Yeah, let’s go (Yeah, huh)
Never been no hoe, no I can’t go
Out sad like no sucker, why these folks believe in hope? (Yeah)
Get ’em on sight, fight, yeah
Look in my eyes, do I look scared?
Lil’ brodie took flight, flight, huh
Had to get gone ’cause he did what he did
Better pick your side, side, huh
Born and raised up in the wells, we stay prepared
Let me see that bite, bite, huh
‘Cause that bark don’t bring me fear
Can’t trust no fed, no, huh
Free up my brodie, he doin’ his bid
Get it how you live, huh, woah
Nonchalant, no I can’t care, yeah (Huh)
Voices in my head, yeah
Heard that boy he talk a lot
Don’t tell what you done hear (Uh-huh)

[Verse 3: FTG Reggie]
Baby on baby, I’m goin’ insane
Takin’ over the game, niggas stay out my lane, huh
Bitch, you can’t hang where I stay
I chill with niggas who’ll kill you today
You can run, you ain’t gettin’ away (Away)
This a game you ain’t ready to play (No way)
Need my fifties and hunnids today (Right now)
Riding ’round, seeing stars in the Wraith (Wraith)
I don’t need you, lil’ shordy, I’m straight (I’m straight)
Get in line, lil’ bitch, you can wait (You can wait)
Yeah, my daddy, he call me the great (The great)
Last time I seen that lil’ boy I was eight (I was eight)
Who gon’ put food on my plate? (On my plate) Wait
Said “Free the guys” ’bout nine times
I’ll never fold in the limelight (Limelight)
Heart on froze like Klondike
Broski told me “Take a chill pill”, so I started poppin’ ’em Percs, huh
Glizzy lookin’ like a 9 to 5, all these hollow tips fuckin’ work, huh
Bitches in my DM sayin’ that they love me, they just want a purse, huh
Send my demons all up on ’em, now they running ’round tryna break a curse, huh

Taylor Bennett – Don’t Wait Up Lyrics

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[Chorus: Taylor Bennett]
When the sun comes down, don’t wait up
Know the stars won’t wait for us
So it’s all in the dust, our first kiss
But what about dreams and happiness, is it all at risk?
Well how ’bout this, all the things that I should miss
Got me stuck in a glitch, I can’t fix
For dreams and happiness

[Verse 1: Taylor Bennett]
When the sun comes down, I don’t wait up
Spent too many nights tryna wait on love
Or should I hit folks at the club I know they’re makin’ some noise
Man, I love my boys
The only line left to call before my mama for hugs
Always seen you picture-perfect, that’s what modelin’ does
I always thought we’d move to LA so it’s all in the dust
For a new screen cut
When the sun comes up
But what about love and happiness?

[Chorus: Taylor Bennett]
When the sun comes down, don’t wait up
Know the stars won’t wait for us
So it’s all in the dust, our first kiss
But what about dreams and happiness, is it all at risk?
Well how ’bout this, all the things that I should miss
Got me stuck in a glitch, I can’t fix
For dreams and happiness

[Verse 2: Taylor Bennett]
Uh
Shout out Static that went ghost in respect to my BM
Not tryna have me creepin’ like TLC on the weekends
Or TMZ in their DM’s and tryna peep my recents
I know they got they problems but I got a thousand reasons
Run away from the media, Wikipedia
Feel like they all misleadin’ ya
Even when we’re believers of superhero, hysteria
Turnin’ up Uber radios
Votin’ for Democrats, smokin’ weed to relax
These are known to be facts, we ain’t tryna be fox
Everything we done lost, this is all that we got
A mix of Pop and Hip-Hop, whatever to fit the box
Ones that idiots watch, all in a paradox
Soundin’ like paradise, still can’t take my own advice
Drop and roll towards the light, this Rock ‘n’ Roll shit for life
The sun is always outside and our stars are just on the rise
We just tryna get high no disguise when we in the sky

[Chorus: Taylor Bennett]
When the sun comes down, don’t wait up
Know the stars won’t wait for us
So it’s all in the dust, our first kiss
But what about dreams and happiness, is it all at risk?
Well how ’bout this, all the things that I should miss
Got me stuck in a glitch, I can’t fix
For dreams and happiness

[Bridge: Mr. Hudson]
I didn’t even know my name
I didn’t even know my way home
Been drinkin’ night and day
Like that’s gonna bring you back home
Like that’s gonna change your mind
Like that’s gonna help you find a way
To forgive me
Or maybe even get back with me

[Chorus: Taylor Bennett]
When the sun comes down, don’t wait up
Know the stars won’t wait for us
So it’s all in the dust, our first kiss
But what about dreams and happiness, is it all at risk?
Well how ’bout this, all the things that I should miss
Got me stuck in a glitch, I can’t fix
For dreams and happiness

[Outro: Mr. Hudson]
I didn’t even know my name (Oh my name)
I didn’t even know my way home
Been drinkin’ night and day
Like that’s gonna bring you back home

Meek Mill – Middle of It Lyrics

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[Intro: Meek Mill]
(We got Xander)
Yeah
(Yo Nick Papz, make it slap)

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I’m not the leader but follow the lead
Poppin’ some shit that’s out of your league
Shawty identical, Bella Hadid (Shawty identical)
She beggin’, tellin’ me “Please”
The Patek keep tellin’ her to freeze (Freeze)
She think I tell her to chill and I’m tryna tell her to leave (Leave)
Woah, woah, woah
Bendin’ in the corner, I (Bendin’, bendin’)
Bendin’ the corner, I drum up some shit
I think you know about times it was lit
Seventeen summers been runnin’ this shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I heard lil’ shawty was fuckin’ a Crip
Bought her a blue Birkin now I got her whole crew workin’ on me, suckin’ that dick, woah (Woah, woah)
I do not parlay with thots (I don’t)
I’d rather party with Glocks
Hangin’ with killers and callin’ the shots (Yeah)
Niggas be beefin’ with gang, can’t go to the club, we in all the spots, yeah
Niggas be beefin’ with gang, no cuffin’ no hoes, yeah, all of them thots
All of my homies a hunnid and more (Woo)
Ain’t got a honey bun, go to the store (Woo)
Not to demean you but I gotta teach you, if you want this money, you doin’ your chores
Washin’ your dishes, the rags and the riches
The Glock with the switches, we handlin’ business
We go on a mission, we don’t know no bitches
Now spend like a ticket, we goin’ to court (Yeah)
Dropped in the DM, like, “Fuck is you doin’ this for?,” you know I was goin’ to war
She tried to link me and give me two and a four, I left it in a hole in the floor
Left on the chopper, I feel like I’m Chapo, I got out that bitch and I turn up some more
Went to Miami for four hunnid thousand, to roll up some loud with a boat on the water (Woah)

[Interlude: Meek Mill]
Blood still treat me like fam, my youngboy go with his daughter (Facts)
Beat the casino for two to four million and text my account, it’s slaughter (Facts)
I made a fifty now I want a hunnid, a billi’, it go in that order (Facts)
Ha!

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Daddy died by a .44, I be livin’ like a warlord
‘Member I was shackled [?] up, now I’m back to backin’ in a four-door
Million dollars worth of jewelry on, no insurance on, like, “What’s goin’ on?”
In the trenches like it’s regular, people think that I be showin’ off
All these niggas talkin’ they be goin’ off, gotta blow it off
Left my youngin’ with the presidential at the Waldorf to hit a star raw
Told me as soon as he got it, he dip it inside it and goin’ in raw dog
I give a fuck she an actress, a singer, or model, I pray it don’t fall off
Let’s pray
All these hoes still fuckin’
Ran up a check and you know how we bummin’
Get to a milli’ then run up them Bentleys
I’m fresh outta Philly, you know we ain’t runnin’
I see these niggas talk shit on the internet
Catch ’em in traffic, I know it ain’t nothin’
I told my youngin’ to spin and to let out, as soon as he let out I throwed a little sum (Brr)

[Interlude 2: Meek Mill]
Boss in my hood, I’m like Richard Porter
I just fucked a dime for free and she ain’t get a quarter
But I still wired the five racks because that shit was water
Gang!
Ha!

[Verse 3: Vory]
All the money that I sent you, that don’t last too long
Pussy good, I might just have to put my crew on
Ten years runnin’ shit, and she know that I’m two on
Baby, don’t be surprised if I ain’t shoot a drop before the team or somethin’
I know you started with nothin’
Always startin’ something but wanna talk about nothin’, oh yeah, yeah
And please don’t be surprised if I shoot the fuckin’ broads, girl, you know it goes
Girl, you know how it goes, oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Shawty for the downfall, she wan’ spend her own drug
So please don’t be surprised if I shoot or fuck the team, or somethin’
‘Cause you started with nothin’
Always turning nothings to somethings
Yeah
Oh baby

D-Block Europe – Mr Mysterious Lyrics

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[Chorus: Dirtbike LB]
Her friends told her I’m fun, now she’s curious
Hundred missed calls on my phone, Mr. Mysterious
She wanna go through my DM, I am not hearing it
She gotta suck on my pole, she still want my dick on her period
Rich and I’m fly, on fleek, she wanna die on fleek (Yeah, yeah)
She drippin’ down on me, I’m ’bout to drown on lean
Proud of the bag, Celine, she said she proud of me
Real trap but I’m on lean, thirty-thousand on me

[Verse 1: Dirtbike LB]
See, my bando’s hot
Told these cats don’t know I can make you wait there
These diamonds wrong
These diamonds wrong, I think he faked it
Sixty K for thе big rocks sittin’ in the Audemars
You’re taking too long on my phonе
Tell me what you’re lookin’ for (Yeah, yeah)
Sixty K on wrist, tell ’em “Go hate on this”
So much ice on me, think I can skate on this
Rolex [?] with a stainless bit
Dior trainers with a stainless wrist
She don’t even smoke no weed, she gettin’ high up off the xans
I be helpin’ Selfridges, I just spent like fifteen bands
I get high on gelato pounds, if it ain’t loud, I’ll bring it back
Exotic mixed with Xans, I be going through her Snap
I just took this pretty bitch on a dinner date, I’m puttin’ codeine in the Sprite again
[Chorus: Dirtbike LB]
Her friends told her I’m fun, now she’s curious
Hundred missed calls on my phone, Mr. Mysterious
She wanna go through my DM, I am not hearing it
She gotta suck on my pole, she still want my dick on her period
Rich and I’m fly, on fleek, she wanna die on fleek (Yeah, yeah)
She drippin’ down on me, I’m ’bout to drown on lean
Proud of the bag, Celine, she said she proud of me
Real trap but I’m on lean, thirty-thousand on me (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Young Adz]
Are you serious?
Went through my phone while I’m sleeping, now I’m furious
You keep talkin’ ’bout these hoes I fucked, you’re delirious
Yeah, I ain’t feeling them, but I’m feeling you and I’m feeding you
So tell me why every girl loves a toxic [?]?
You so mad right now, you need to hit the boxing ring
Why the fuck I fuck her, oh, when I know she wants my [?]
I could teach you how to trap, I could teach you how to rap
I could teach you how to whip
I could teach you how to be a real arse nigga in fact, yeah
Do you really love me and do you really mean it?
Sometimes a nigga really wonder like Stevie
Sippin’ on lean, now I’m feelin’ like Weezy
Me and LB, Mario, Luigi
Probation on me, I’m still weedin’
Bitch so bad, got a nigga out breachin’
And this situation gonna be a real good one but not a long one
[Chorus: Dirtbike LB]
Her friends told her I’m fun, now she’s curious
Hundred missed calls on my phone, Mr. Mysterious
She wanna go through my DM, I am not hearing it
She gotta suck on my pole, she still want my dick on her period
Rich and I’m fly, on fleek, she wanna die on fleek (Yeah, yeah)
She drippin’ down on me, I’m ’bout to drown on lean
Proud of the bag, Celine, she said she proud of me
Real trap but I’m on lean, thirty-thousand on me

BIA – SAME HANDS Lyrics

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[Intro]
(CB on the beat)

[Chorus: BIA]
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with (That I lay with)
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)

[Verse 1: BIA]
Lately I’ve been runnin’ through my patience
Kush and YSL is on my fragrance
Niggas did me foul, that’s a flagrant
How I hold it down like I’m a basement
Don’t think that I’m soft because I’m gracious
If you owe me money, then I’m fifty with my payments
Damn I need it all, I need it all, and I’m not waitin’
How I cut ’em off like this shit’s really gettin’ paintless
How come all my friends turn to acquaintance? I had to replace them

[Chorus: BIA & Lil Durk]
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with (That I lay with)
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)
(Let’s get it)
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I don’t trust her, I just stay with her
I put rocks in your crib, that’s the only I stayed with her
I don’t even go on dates with her
I ain’t know she liked eatin’ them hoes, yeah she don’t date niggas
Bought her a Benz, I took her out to kill
Jump out the yacht when I fly to [?]
I show her my watch, you’re not far from the real
She don’t wanna do it, I gave her the bill
She want the lean instead of the legacy
She act like an addict, she want her pill
She want a Birkin, inside of my DM, I told her no, not payin’ for her pills
Let’s go

[Chorus: BIA]
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with (That I lay with)
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)

[Verse 3: BIA]
I don’t judge nobody ’cause I sin too
If I see you winnin’ then I win too
Smokin’ on my pain like it’s my ritual
Just know when you down, that they gon’ diss you
Niggas tellin’ lies, like it’s habitual
Damn I need it all, I need it all, in the residual
Money turned my heart into an igloo
Only when you dead is when they miss you
Tell whoever plottin’to continue
Ready for whoever want that issue (That issue)
[Chorus: BIA]
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)
Crushin’ up the drugs with the same hands, that I fix to pray with (Pray with)
I don’t trust this nigga that I lay with (That I lay with)
Feel stuck in my ways, I think I’m jaded
I cannot afford to be complacent (Complacent)

HoodCelebrityy & Kash Doll – So Pretty Lyrics

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(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, HoodCelebrityy)
So Pretty (Ohhh)

[Chorus: HoodCelebrityy]
Baby, so pretty
What’s your nationality?
Hair black, eyes brown, good quality
You’re so pretty
You don’t even follow me
[?] in the DM but you leave the shit on seen
You’re so pretty
You don’t even need IG
Them bitches do it for the likes but you do it for me
You’re so pretty
Real, real so pretty (Mmm yeah)

[Verse 1: HoodCelebrityy]
You don’t need no broke nigga
Your body sick, so you need six figure (six figure)
Real housewife, cook lunch and dinner
And you still fuck like a champion winner
High School Diploma, Yeah you graduate and you bad (Mmmm)
Step up on dem, watch how yuh mek gyal mad
You’re bad and you’re boujie
Never backstage, never acting like no groupie
She only smoke blunts while she listen Lil’ Uzi
Yeah you’re real picky and I like how you choosy
Take care of your son, fuck that nigga he a goofy
He’ll never catch a vibe like you (like you)
He don’t know them right, that pussy tight like you (like you)
Everything official, they are not like you
[Chorus: HoodCelebrityy & Kash Doll]
Baby, so pretty
What’s your nationality?
Hair black, eyes brown, good quality
You’re so pretty
You don’t even follow me (Ay)
[?] in the DM but you leave the shit on seen
You’re so pretty (Kash Doll)
You don’t even need IG
Them bitches do it for the likes but you do it for me
You’re so pretty (HoodCelebrityy, yeah, yeah)
Real, real so pretty (Mmm)

[Verse 2: Kash Doll]
Look, femme fatale
Bossed up, bad gyal
Skin soft, likkle shape but a cocktail
I got my own, I don’t owe these niggas
I don’t fuck ’em, I don’t suck ’em, I just bro these niggas
It’s a foreign whip when I’m slidin’
Y’all just test driving
Real life, my new crib, two point fivin’
A black goddess, these niggas is novice
My kitty been litty, you bitches just getting started
And I’m mixed with franklins, grants and jacksons
Got no feelings like I only fuck with tooth extractions
I’m always on some savage shit, exclusive extravagance
Get the money, flip the money
Double up, I’m stacking it (Mmmm, weh mi say)
I’m having it
[Refrain: HoodCelebrityy]
He’ll never catch a vibe like you
He don’t know them right, that pussy tight like you
Everything official, they are not like you

[Chorus: HoodCelebrityy]
Baby, so pretty
What’s your nationality?
Hair black, eyes brown, good quality
You’re so pretty
You don’t even follow me
[?] in the DM but you leave the shit on seen
You’re so pretty
You don’t even need IG
Them bitches do it for the likes but you do it for me
You’re so pretty
Real, real so pretty (Mmm yeah)

[Bridge: HoodCelebrityy]
You know you so pretty
Caribbean girls, dem pretty
European girls, so pretty
African gyal, dem pretty
Asian girls, so pretty
American gyal, dem pretty
Every gyal, so pretty
And you know me pretty
Real pretty
[Chorus: HoodCelebrityy]
Baby, so pretty
What’s your nationality?
Hair black, eyes brown, good quality
You’re so pretty
You don’t even follow me
[?] in the DM but you leave the shit on seen
You’re so pretty
You don’t even need IG
Them bitches do it for the likes but you do it for me
You’re so pretty
Real, real so pretty (Mmm yeah)

USHER – Bad Habits

[Chorus:]
I love love, I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah
I love love’ I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah

Every time I think that I found the one
I turn around and then another one come
On God, I’d be tryin’ baby
and you should know the truth, I ain’t lyin’ baby
Every time I see my new girl, it’s the best
Then I get another text from my ex
On God, it’s like clockwork
She come through, I take her down and buy a new purse

So, now you got to pray just a little
Make a way, just a little
Take the day off to figure it out
Don’t know what these emotions about, baby

[Chorus:]
I love love, I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah
I love love’ I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah

If you knew how bad I wish that I could love you, baby
I keep messin’ up my love life
If you knew how bad I wish that I could love you, baby
I keep messin’ up my love life

You take me back and then I lie to you again
I slipped into the DM of your best friend
Oh God, I didn’t mean it
Truth is I only messed up because you seen it
When I say I love you, girl, I swear I really do
I did some things to you, I knew it wasn’t cool
On God, can you forgive me?
I mean, look past all of my f** and forgive me

So, now you got to pray just a little
Make a way, just a little
Take the day off to figure it out
Don’t know what these emotions about, baby

[Chorus:]
I love love, I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah
I love love’ I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah

If you knew how bad I wish that I could love you, baby
(I keep messin’ up my love life)
If you knew how bad I wish that I could love you, baby
(I keep messin’ up my love life)

I can’t get it right, I try and I try
But I end up right back where I started
Don’t take my advice
If I didn’t know any better
I would think that I was heartless
I told you a million lies, said sorry a million times
Never wanted you to cry, baby
Got way too good at makin’ you hurt
‘Cause in love I was the worst, baby

[Chorus:]
I love love, I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah
I love love’ I’m just bad at it
I just can’t escape all of these bad habits
I had way too many one nights, yeah
I keep messin’ up my love life, yeah

If you knew how bad I wish that I could love you, baby
(I keep messin’ up my love life)
If you knew how bad I wish that I could love you, baby
(I keep messin’ up my love life)

Internet Money – No Option Lyrics

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[Intro: Kevin Gates]
Know what I’ve been going through lately?
Sometimes I, I get depressed, I might overeat or I might not eat
Sometimes I get to buying shit that I don’t even need
Clothes that I’m never gon’ wear
I get to entertaining old relationships and shit

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Real ones know the shoes that I walk in
Had to make it out, I had no option
Hit the cell or the block or the coffin
Had to make it out, I had no option
Lock me up, throw away the key
They don’t care about a nigga like me so I
Stack it up, I got this shit poppin’
Had to make it out, I had no option

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
I had just finished a prison stench
Without the presumption of innocence
The system don’t look at me different
When I’m only trying to do something legitimate
My children been mad at they mothers
Like, “When is our daddy coming home?”
We video visit on FaceTime but they like a thousand miles away
Christian Louboutin, I got my spikes on now
Fall off in the morning, look like Girls Gone Wild
I’m in Chiraq and you know how I’m livin’
I’m warning ’em in, it’s a dangerous city
I’m still tryna see where the fuck I fit in
When all that I did was get caught with a pistol
Chief of parole was a black man
Or, in better words, another nigga
You know you lied on me on the stand
I’m still tryna see what I did
Went to trial in federal court, knowing I was gon’ lose
Even when the verdict got rendered, I’ll still be a bread winner
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Real ones know the shoes that I walk in
Had to make it out, I had no option
Hit the cell or the block or the coffin
Had to make it out, I had no option
Lock me up, throw away the key
They don’t care about a nigga like me so I
Stack it up, I got this shit poppin’
Had to make it out, I had no option

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
I thought when I got out of jail in Florida
I wouldn’t sit in a cell again
Broke the lil’ promise I made to my daughter
That I wouldn’t put her through hell again
The man in the mirror look at me and whispered
“You gotta get better control of your businesses
Quit being stubborn whenever you suffer
The people that suffer the most are your children”
Flew her in from Houston, got my ice on now
Lick on her lil’ body ’til the lights go out
A bit of a circumstance, in my section I’m labeled a shooter
People that don’t even know me
So how in the fuck they controlling my future?
All of the people who matter be smilin’
I know that they proud of me
Holdin’ it down up the road in the pen
Everybody that doubted me
Flew baby in from Houston, got my ice on now
Lick on her lil’ body ’til the lights go out
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Real ones know the shoes that I walk in
Had to make it out, I had no option
Hit the cell or the block or the coffin
Had to make it out, I had no option
Lock me up, throw away the key
They don’t care about a nigga like me so I
Stack it up, I got this shit poppin’
Had to make it out, I had no option (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Outro: Kevin Gates]
‘Til the lights go down
You know sometimes I—
I— I— I get— I get depressed, you know, and I can’t move, and I—
I might get on Instagram and slide in the DM of a bitch that I used to fuck with
And I fly baby in from Houston, got my ice on now
Lick on her lil’ body ’til the lights go down
‘Til the lights go down, oh
Hahahaha
Raw! Keep that

Shy Glizzy – Right Or Wrong Lyrics

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[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah
Young Jefe, home
8…
I just spend a whole ten, yeah

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woo)
Tired of seein’ me text you, when you always on your phone (Brr)
She knew I was a dog but yet she still gon’ let me bone (Uh-uh-uh)
You fuckin’ with the mob that mean you with it right or wrong (Mob)
I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woo)
She sent me a DM, how she know I love thongs?
She fucked a real nigga, she ain’t ever comin’ home
Girl, do you love Lil’ Glizzy? Is you with me right or wrong?

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
All that talkin’ bullshit, they ain’t really ’bout nothin’ (No, no)
She tell a nigga cappin’, where I’m from they call it bluffin’ (No cap)
If she let me fuck it, I might take that bitch to [?] (Ooh)
Take her away from the ruckus, I might take her out to bucket (Yeah)
Little slimy, check her she doin’ [?] (Guap)
And you can’t come to South ’cause we be on some grimey (Southside)
I’m the king of [?] if you don’t say so you a bitch (What?)
She had all type of niggas but she don’t know what kind is this (Ayy)
She come from Toronto, yeah I take her to my jungle (Yeah)
That ’42 get to you girl, let’s get ride home (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
She a baddie, yeah she on me, yeah
She my lil’ Rapunzel
I’m a savage but I’m humble, yeah that money come in bundles (Woo)

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woah)
Tired of seein’ me text you, when you always on your phone (Uh, brr)
She knew I was a dog but yet she still gon’ let me bone (Woo)
You fuckin’ with the mob that mean you with it right or wrong (Mob)
I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Damn, damn)
She sent me a DM, how she know I love thongs?
She fuck a real nigga, she ain’t ever comin’ home
Girl, do you love Lil’ Glizzy? Is you with me right or wrong?

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
I might give that girl that DOA, I hit it on the floor (Floor)
Take that girl to MIA, she never comin’ home (Home)
Her boyfriend keep actin’ tough, that boy be bluffin’ on the phone (Phone)
Why you worried ’bout us? I took her on a trip to Rome (Rome)
You better be lucky, you take a lil’ blow
And ain’t take no four-four (Bah)
And I have me about, um, four
Load the mini coupe like a four-door, yeah
Tellin’ me somethin’ (Somethin’)
Tellin’ me somethin’ that I wanna hear
No one will know, baby, I am right here
Who put that in your head? That I don’t care
Who put that in your head? God, I swear
Who put that in your head? That’s a fake dress
She give me head, she can’t feel her legs (What?)
She on her knees, she can’t feel her legs, uh
I’m off the Perky, can’t feel my back
Poppin’ them pills like the packs
I’m rockin’ that Gucci, I’m rockin’ that Louis
I’m rockin’ that Prada, like they broke, yeah

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Woah)
Tired of seein’ me text you, when you always on your phone (Uh, brr)
She knew I was a dog but yet she still gon’ let me bone (Woo)
You fuckin’ with the mob that mean you with it right or wrong (Mob)
I just spend a whole ten, put me in the zone (Damn, damn)
She sent me a DM, how she know I love thongs?
She fuck a real nigga, she ain’t ever comin’ home (Ayy)
Girl, do you love Lil’ Glizzy? Is you with me right or wrong? (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Lil Yachty – Don’t Forget Lyrics

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[Intro]
30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga

[Verse 1]
I’m starting to feel like I don’t need love, that shit for the damn birds (Brr)
All this arguing get on my damn nerves (On God)
You forgot I put your mama in the suburbs (Don’t forget)
You forgot I put your wrist on a blizzard (Don’t forget)
You the reason I be moving like the wizard (Pluto)
Oh, so now you selling pussy, you a vendor (Oh, wow)
Tell your friends get out my DM ‘fore I bend her (Yes)
Oh, your brother want a verse? I need a ten first (Yes)
Times ten more (Yes)
Bitch, we be on and off since I was a sophomore (Yes)
Waiting for your move, Dr. Hawthorne
And I started touring (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
So you ain’t fell in love with my money?
Bitch, I ain’t a dummy (Uh-huh)
You always seem to leave when it ain’t sunny
Back and forth ’bout forty times, you swear you love me
Now you need a round of applause, bravo like Johnny
You acting so damn much, you so phony (Uh-huh)
I don’t need that energy around me
But don’t forget who put you on, you was bummy (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2]
Don’t you dare forget who had bossed you up (Bossed you up)
Had you running ’round in a Bentley truck (Big Bs)
Paparazzi, snap, flash, middle fingers up (Fingers up)
Baby said I tried to fuck her then ring her up (Ring her up)
Call her up (Call her up), bring her here (Bring her here)
Bitches be so cap, they are not sincere (Not sincere)
I keep forty straps, gotta play it by ear (Play it by ear)
Won’t fall into your traps, I’m no longer near (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
So you ain’t fell in love with my money?
Bitch, I ain’t a dummy (Uh-huh)
You always seem to leave when it ain’t sunny
Back and forth ’bout forty times, you swear you love me
Now you need a round of applause, bravo like Johnny
You acting so damn much, you so phony (Oh)
I don’t need that energy around me
But don’t forget who put you on, you was bummy

[Outro]
30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga

Sik World – Test Me Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ay, haha, yuh
You already know I’ma murder this
Haha

[Verse 1]
Ay, when your girlfriend delete a message
And say it’s nothing I’m the guy that she’s texting
We play it smart, I told her if you ever trip about me, just say I’m your bestie
But you don’t know what to believe
This whole thing between us keeps you constantly guessing
So until you figured it out
I’ma bust in her mouth and get in her intestines
I think this rap game was made for me
I’m rich now, every girl’s bitter who dated me
Really these ho’s should be thanking me
Actually, thank God because he created me
I’m the goat, it’s fuck what they believe
Sorry, there’s really not much you can say to me
They see where my life is taking me
Now they wanna link but back then they hated me
Girl, do what you gon’ do to me
‘Cause I’ll cut you off if you make a fool of me (Bitch)
Look I don’t know you, you ain’t cool with me
Please get the hella out of here with that buffoonery
If I stare you down, it’s the queue to leave
I’m here forever they gotta get use to me
I got some freaks in my DM’s, so nasty
That I’m afraid of what they’ll do to me (Do to me)

[Chorus]
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Do it, do it, do it, ay
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Do it, do it, do it, ay

[Verse 2]
I went from working at Walmart to making music
Damn, it’s crazy they know me now
I know some people I cut off who twist the story
Thinking that it’s gon’ slow me down
Since I am on top, these haters take shots
But they get blocked, I’m like a goalie now
Look y’all are no names, redundant and lame
You stupid ass bitches can blow me now
I hate when girls get attached to me
I’ll take my phone if she scrolls through my gallery (Get it?)
Rumors get spread around rapidly
Whatever you say will always get back to me (Listen)
Your girlfriend’s been tryna get at me
So if I fuck her how can you be mad at me? (Bruh)
I’m in love with my mentality
I’ll make your girl make it bounce like a trampoline (Trampoline)

[Chorus]
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Test me, do it
Do it, do it, do it, ay

[Verse 3]
I’m happy, hakuna matata
I got me a chick who’s thick like Rihanna
Got a spanish chick and I like her
After I hit it I’m dipping mania
Can’t walk in my shoes there designer
Balenciaga; got cash in my Prada
Excuse me, do we got problems?
Let’s talk about it, I love me some drama (Uh)
My name is Sik World, please don’t forget that
I don’t know you lames, so can you get back?
Look, I don’t know you for really
They recognize me as a king in my city
If you gotta issue it’s really no biggie
I’m reigning on top and you can not roll with me

Test me, I want you to test me (Test me)
I’m begging for you to test me (Do it)
Love or hate it they accept me (True)
Money’s good I’m never stressing (Hey)
Shoutout to all those who left me (Bye)
Since you left life’s been a blessing
Do not disturb, please don’t text me (Nope)
I’m ridding until it’s empty (Gone)

[Outro]
Tell ’em leave me alone
Tell ’em all leave me alone, yeah, yeah
Tell ’em man, leave me alone
Tell ’em all leave me alone, yeah, yeah
Haha

NAV – She Hurtin Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Oh, yeah

[Verse 1]
I know you got some insecurities, your last man left you scarred
I wouldn’t change a thing about you, girl, I like you just the way you are (Just the way you are)
Gotta move precise, do you got what it takes to be with a star? (With a star)
Tried to make her take a Range Rover, said she’d rather have a regular car (Car, oh)
Took you from a small town out to L.A
Now everything feel bizarre (Bizarre)
At the wrong time at the right place
Hear the camera go “flash,” they gon’ know who you are (Yeah)
You be passin’ every time when I test your morals
Just to see what kind of person you are
I don’t got no bad intentions, I don’t cap about shit
When I tell you how perfect you are (You’re perfect)

[Chorus]
Bought you four different color Birkins (Yeah)
The way you make me feel, it’s worth it
Have me really fucked up in person
All these drugs that I’m takin’ make her nervous (Nervous)
Postin’ on your story, baby, work it (Yeah)
Make it better if my ex-bitch lurkin’ (Lurkin’)
It’s workin’, if you tryna make her mad, it’s workin’ (It’s workin’)

[Post-Chorus]
She hurtin’, you try to make her sad, she hurtin’ (Hurtin’)
Version, you like her but a lil’ better version (Version)
Swervin’, put the top down, we swervin’ (Skrrt)
Searchin’ for a girl like you, I’ve been searchin’
Curved it, my friend in your DM, you curved it
Purchase, you point at anything, I’ma purchase (Purchase)
On purpose, I act a certain way on purpose (On purpose)
Surface, I’m more than what you see on the surface (Yeah, surface)

[Verse 2]
Got a lot on my plate, girl, I don’t got no time for games
I know I look like a heartbreaker with these fast cars and these chains
Lately, I’ve been heartless, I got XO runnin’ through my veins (XO)
But we got a lot in common, almost everything that we do is the same (Same)
I can bring the drugs, baby, bring your pain
Take a game changer, everything gon’ change
5 A.M., we still up, drivin’, sippin’ drink
Almost hit the car beside me changin’ lanes
Lots of new rappers comin’ out with my sound
If I had a bad year, would you hold me down?
Gave you my code to my safe, girl, I trust you with any amount

[Chorus]
Bought you four different color Birkins (Yeah)
The way you make me feel, it’s worth it
Have me really fucked up in person
All these drugs that I’m takin’ make her nervous (Nervous)
Postin’ on your story, baby, work it (Yeah)
Make it better if my ex-bitch lurkin’ (Lurkin’)
It’s workin’, if you tryna make her mad, it’s workin’ (It’s workin’)

[Post-Chorus]
She hurtin’, you tryna make her sad, she hurtin’ (She hurtin’)
Version, you like her but a lil’ better version (Version)
Swervin’, put the top down, we swervin’ (Skrrt)
Searchin’ for a girl like you, I’ve been searchin’
Curved it, my friend in your DM, you curved it
Purchase, you point at anything, I’ma purchase (Purchase)
On purpose, I act a certain way on purpose (On purpose)
Surface, I’m more than what you see on the surface (Yeah)