Tag: Presidential Rollie

Juice WRLD – Drunk Lyrics

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[Intro]
Mario!
Took the long way home
No shortcuts, short, take the long way home
No shortcuts, short, take the long

[Chorus]
I got too drunk, I’ma blackout
Popped two pills, I’ma pass out
They tell me I should settle down
I feel like a rebel now (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Shut the fuck up, please don’t talk now
Presidential Rollie lookin’ like the White House
She call me a dog, yeah, bitch, I bite down
You don’t want it, dawg, got it on me right now
I’m too fucked up, took the long way home
Shoes cost 3K like it’s Andre, oh
I ball, 2K, bitch, no Karl Malone
Think about me when I’m gone, Post Malone

[Bridge]
I get too drunk, I’ma blackout
I took two pills, I’ma pass out
They tell me I should settle down
But I feel like a rebel now, now, now, now

[Chorus]
I got too drunk, I’ma blackout
Popped two pills, I’ma pass out
They tell me I should settle down
I feel like a rebel now (Yeah, yeah)

Lil Keed – Grandparents Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah, I’m bangin’ red, but my beat came from Bloublood
You know what I’m sayin’?

[Chorus]
I ain’t sparin’ none of these people
I’ll leave it up to my wrist
Glock got a drum, rockin’ out like the Beatles
You ain’t takin’ losses, I ain’t takin’ none either
Pretty lil’ bitch, yeah, I turn her to a skeeter
Four lines left, pour it in a two-liter
Yeah, I hit a lick, just call me Derek Jeter
Yeah, this ho suck the drip up, mosquito
And I’m stuffin’ all these bands in my pants, man
Yeah, this money growin’ old like grandparents
Outside white, but the inside cranberry (Hey)
I’ll make a way, no Harriet Tubman (Hey)
I ain’t doin’ favors for a motherfuckin’ lame

[Verse 1]
Presidential Rollie, yeah, I had to rock it plain
Yeah, I went Panamera roof on the whip
To make sure I see the stars in the rain
You can do what you do, but you know you can’t tame me
It get aired out broad day, but you know they ain’t tellin’ names, man
Yeah, when the pressure on, send them young niggas chop it down every day, man
I wan’ see somebody head on the curtain
I wan’ see somebody dead in they vert
Hit the Aventador with them 7.62s, can’t go nowhere
Yeah, please stop playin’ with Keed, just know that I go there
I seen a lot of shit niggas ain’t never seen, they’ll never go there
You can fuck my baby mama, I ain’t trippin’, I never put a ring on her
Yeah, when I take off and depart, I’m goin’ where my dreams at, yeah
I never speak on what I know, nigga, ’cause I’m real, yeah, yeah
Yeah, all-gold Bentley truck, never drive the army Range, no

[Chorus]
I ain’t sparin’ none of these people
I’ll leave it up to my wrist
Glock got a drum, rockin’ out like the Beatles
You ain’t takin’ losses, I ain’t takin’ none either
Pretty lil’ bitch, yeah, I turn her to a skeeter
Four lines left, pour it in a two-liter
Yeah, I hit a lick, just call me Derek Jeter
Yeah, this ho suck the drip up, mosquito
And I’m stuffin’ all these bands in my pants, man
Yeah, this money growin’ old like grandparents
Outside white, but the inside cranberry (Hey)
I’ll make a way, no Harriet Tubman (Hey)
I ain’t doin’ favors for a motherfuckin’ lame

[Verse 2]
Hell yeah, yeah, when I pull up in the building
I got rings in my nose, I got rings in my face
Hell yeah, yeah, yeah, the spider web talkin’
Yeah, I know that I’m straight, yeah, I know that I’m great
Hell yeah, yeah, when I get the meals in
Yeah, I’m scrapin’ on the side, yeah, I’m scrapin’ off the plate
Gotta stay good with it
Gotta put the bands on my mama so she good livin’
Leave a nigga dead, shoulda, woulda, but I could do it
I tend to boss up when it’s time for it, man, I gotta win a prize
Gotta go get it for her baby name, gotta make sure that I grind
I never lost, gotta see what goin’ on, gotta see these numbers climb
Gotta keep a hundred-fifty on me, gotta keep a couple dimes
I put the lights out when it’s night time, okay
Yeah, I’m determined, got ambition on me, tryna make a way
Think a nigga slippin’, I’ll go’n get to trippin’, go ‘head, get a case
Ride with F&N’s, Dracos, and AKs

[Chorus]
I ain’t sparin’ none of these people
I’ll leave it up to my wrist
Glock got a drum, rockin’ out like the Beatles
You ain’t takin’ losses, I ain’t takin’ none either
Pretty lil’ bitch, yeah, I turn her to a skeeter
Four lines left, pour it in a two-liter
Yeah, I hit a lick, just call me Derek Jeter
Yeah, this ho suck the drip up, mosquito
And I’m stuffin’ all these bands in my pants, man
Yeah, this money growin’ old like grandparents
Outside white, but the inside cranberry (Hey)
I’ll make a way, no Harriet Tubman (Hey)
I ain’t doin’ favors for a motherfuckin’ lame

Lil Keed – Fox 5 Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Keed]
(Let’s go, Mario)
Man, all the hoes in the fuckin’ background, y’all shut the fuck up
Fuck you talkin’, man, R5 in the fuckin’ building
Show some respect
Kick them folks out the spot, slime
She still talkin’? (No)
Oh, okay

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob ’em, know we’ll kill him, thinkin’ he gon’ take mine
Know I’m ballin’ on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like it’s Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, ’cause I’ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil’ boy, my bitch, she fuckin’ on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin’ opp pack in the Royce
I’m with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don’t eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we don’t go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don’t go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don’t go to FOX 5

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Yeah, we ain’t goin’ on FOX 5 (FOX 5)
Don’t make me call the maybe call the clock stopper (Clock stopper)
Ah, pretty lil’ vibe, skeetin’ in her eye
Nickname jaw locker (Nickname jaw locker)
Feel like I glide, I been gettin’ high
Nigga, I’m a pill popper (Nigga, I’m a pill popper)
We got ten hundred-round choppers (Nah)
Heard you was a junkie, used to steal copper (Nah)
Pull up, whip game proper
Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker (Cake like Betty Crocker)
Uh, beatin’ through your bae, stalkers, I know every day robbers, gotta keep a door stopper (Gotta keep a door stopper)
Yeah, I be gettin’ more llama, Gunna, he a role model, and his bitch a headhunter (And his bitch a headhunter)
Billions just like Ted Turner gotta keep a real burner, never been a store runner (Never been a store runner)
These bitches yell, “Go, Gunna” (Go, Gunna)
You gotta be your own boss, uh (Own boss)
Dressed like a showoff, go and get it, don’t talk, let the money rub off (Let the money rub off)
Nah, these niggas gettin’ cut off, this is not a love lost, we’ll never do soft (We’ll never do soft)
You pussy niggas too soft (Niggas too soft)
Free all my niggas, gotta prison walk (Free the gang)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob ’em, know we’ll kill him, thinkin’ he gon’ take mine
Know I’m ballin’ on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like it’s Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, ’cause I’ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil’ boy, my bitch, she fuckin’ on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin’ opp pack in the Royce
I’m with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Hundred round drum on your boy, and we just hopped out a Royce
We pullin’ up with a silencer, no, they ain’t makin’ noise
Pink shirt, man, I had to peppermint it
Yeah, I send a big blitz, yeah, I had to go and end it
Go and drop the fuckin’ pin, we’ll pull up in a minute
Yeah, I know the Lord mad at me ’cause a nigga sinnin’
I ain’t talkin’ motherfuckin’ testin’ Ray J, man, I come out that Wraith just with motherfuckin’ bangers
I let that cutter hit every angle, I come out that back, whips like I’m Django
What the fuck a pussy boy had said?
I don’t know if he ain’t speakin’ sign language
And I just left town with ten, pockets on top, nigga, no time to count us (Say what?)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime
Yeah, seen a bitch rob ’em, know we’ll kill him, thinkin’ he gon’ take mine
Know I’m ballin’ on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like it’s Matt Ryan
Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, ’cause I’ma mind mine
I grab a carbine, lil’ boy, my bitch, she fuckin’ on toys
Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin’ opp pack in the Royce
I’m with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out
Rich nigga, I don’t eat Popeyes
Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out
And I know you niggas tryna gain clout
Yeah, you know we don’t go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don’t go to FOX 5
Yeah, you know we don’t go to FOX 5

NAV – Did You Wrong Lyrics

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[Intro: YG]
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus]
I’m sorry that I did you wrong (You wrong)
I’m indecisive, I don’t know what I want (What I want)
It’s really hard to make it out where I’m from (Woah)
Still can’t believe that I went number one (Yeah)
Now I got too many options (Yeah)
I can’t pick what I wanna do
Every flavor girl callin’ (Yeah)
But the only one I want is you (You)

[Verse 1]
Do whatever for a smile on your face
Presidential Rollie, keep you up to date
Bought you everything you want, what you need?
Drive a V12 and you don’t even speed
I confuse you, you don’t know what to believe
When I explain myself, I’m lyin’ through my teeth
Girl, I need one more chance
Got a lot of bitches ’round me I can’t stand
Made my schedule flexible, I’ll changed my plans
Girl, tell me what you want me to do
The only one I trust, I count on you
I got lit, these bitches came out the blue (Out the blue)

[Chorus]
I’m sorry that I did you wrong (You wrong)
I’m indecisive, I don’t know what I want (What I want)
It’s really hard to make it out where I’m from (Woah)
Still can’t believe that I went number one (Yeah)
Now I got too many options (Yeah)
I can’t pick what I wanna do
Every flavor girl callin’ (Yeah)
But the only one I want is you (You)

[Verse 2]
I told myself I’ll never fall in love
I had to rethink some things
Hope every time you go, you hear my songs in the club
And they make you think of me
Think about you all the time, girl, I miss your touch
But you say you don’t feel me
I got mob ties everywhere, I can’t be touched
But losin’ you gon’ kill me
Only you know the real me
Tryna fix things, you said my times up
What you tryna tell me?
What about the time we invested? Don’t it mean anything?

[Chorus]
I’m sorry that I did you wrong (You wrong)
I’m indecisive, I don’t know what I want (What I want)
It’s really hard to make it out where I’m from (Woah)
Still can’t believe that I went number one (Yeah)
Now I got too many options (Yeah)
I can’t pick what I wanna do
Every flavor girl callin’ (Yeah)
But the only one I want is you (You)

NAV – Relax Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah
Woah
Yeah
Woah

[Verse 1]
You got tears droppin’ all over my Lambo’ seat (Yeah)
When it come to stickin’ around, you can’t depend on me
Diamonds stuck inside the Cartier frames on me (Yeah)
All I want is brain, you fuckin’ with a Xanny zombie (Woah)
Presidential Rollie and it keep me up to date
Every day feel like my birthday, blow the candles on the cake
Came up from the streets, we broke the pounds down to zips (Yeah)
Keep on throwin’ these ones, they keep on bouncin’ it on the kid (Woah)
Fuck a money counter, countin’ these hundreds with your bitch (Bitch)
Wrap it up with ice, you would think I hurt my wrist (Ice, ice)
AMG alright, GT 63 is it (Skrrt)
Carbon fiber, I paid twenty racks just for the kit (Racks)

[Chorus]
Said she wanna see me, told that girl she gotta relax, yeah (Woah)
Got these rackies, pockets stuffed from front to back, yeah
Lambo’ purple, but my new shit matte black, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, you fly, but, girl, I ain’t fuckin’ with no nats, yeah
That ass is extra fat, I had to double back, yeah (Yeah)
Ran off on the plug, he still ain’t see a pack, yeah
Every month, I spend a lot of time in Saks, yeah (Yeah)
She gave up on me one time, she can’t get me back, yeah

[Verse 2]
Bring a commitment, you gon’ see me fade away (Yeah)
I ain’t tryna answer to no bitch stayin’ at my place (No)
Got a lot goin’ on, I get these racks to keep me ‘sane
When you finally get outside the trap, they say you changed (Trap)
I know they can’t stand it, got these haters startin’ to panic
Diamonds iceberg, I can sink the Titanic (Ice)
Don’t need no jeweler, yeah, all of this water on my neck (Neck)
Why would I fish for bitches when I know that I’m the catch? (Catch)
Say she don’t wanna fuck with me no more, it’s all love (It’s all love)
I know when the bills start comin’ in, I’m the one she call up (Brrt)
You get money, then you get the bitches with the power
I won’t buy you roses, but I smoke expensive flower

[Chorus]
Said she wanna see me, told that girl she gotta relax, yeah (Woah)
Got these rackies, pockets stuffed from front to back, yeah
Lambo’ purple, but my new shit matte black, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, you fly, but, girl, I ain’t fuckin’ with no nats, yeah
That ass is extra fat, I had to double back, yeah (Yeah)
Ran off on the plug, he still ain’t see a pack, yeah
Every month, I spend a lot of time in Saks, yeah (Yeah)
She gave up on me one time, she can’t get me back, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah
Woah
Yeah