1. |
712PM (Sean J Remix)
03:15
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[Verse 1]
Sitting behind five percent, you can see the chinain
Lil' one going crazy, ready to sprrt for the ginang
If it wasn’t for Google, man that bitch wouldn't know my nickname
Dropped a Maybach truck on a watch and it was plain jane
Let the door swang, swang the door open, smell cocaine
Trafficking drug money and trap out this one lane
Stepped all in mud, this bitch can't wait to tie my shoelace
Oh, she don’t like girls, bet this money make a bitch so gay
[Chorus]
Money real long, big as King Kong when you make the trap go jump
Yellow wrist stones, canary yellow stones, I'm putting on that stuff
Digging in hеr back, pull out my money, make a bitch bust a nut
Came out thе bando just to buy diapers, had to hit me a lick
I bought the Tahoe from the trap money, haven't even seen a brick
Cocaine by the kilo, these days put it right on my wrist
You can still see the chain lit up sitting behind five percent
[Verse 2]
Every time I re-up, they gotta advance at least twenty M
I been getting richer and richer my whole career
Took the dope money, went and record a mixtape, it's rappers way out
Sitting on a bail toting a big K, ain't even got a couch
To Australia, I'm familiar, spent two million on a jet
In that dualie doing the dash, I let lil' dawg he hold a TEC
I got molly with the crystals, but I been back doing X
Got a Rolex on my wrist, this bitch cost 'bout a Corvette
Give these niggas a couple bands and hit your face and hit your chest
I was rolling off the pill, I should’ve never fucked the bitch
I got hoes these niggas married, I don’t let 'em go, they come through
I got fentanyl in my diamonds, I spend a nine on a pair of shoes
I don’t even care who these niggas shot at, ain't nan of 'em got murked
I got some real killers, they'll kill a nigga, then go and shoot up the hearse
You think a nigga like me give a fuck ’bout a nigga shooting up the church?
I gotta take this shit up with God 'cause I'm a god on the earth
I got this motherfuckin' new Benz, I ain't even drove it since it came out
Couple of bad bitches, they twins, walkin' naked through my house
Cook good dope up in the kitchen, I could do that top chef
Bitches still claiming me, I ain't fucked in over a year
[Chorus]
Cartier wrist, Cartier watch, Cartier diamond buff
Money real long, big as King Kong when you make the trap go jump
Yellow wrist stones, canary yellow stones, I'm putting on that stuff
Digging in her back, pull out my money, make a bitch bust a nut
Came out the bando just to buy diapers, had to hit me a lick
I bought the Tahoe from the trap money, haven't even seen a brick
Cocaine by the kilo, these days put it right on my wrist
You can still see the chain lit up sitting behind five percent
[Outro]
Sitting behind five percent, you can see the chinain
Lil' one going crazy, ready to sprrt for the ginang
Stepped all in mud, this bitch can't wait to tie my shoelace
Oh, she don't like girls, bet this money make a bitch so gay
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2. |
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[Intro]
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot (I'm that nigga, ooh)
Hot, hot, hot, hot (It's that new Freebandz, Pluto)
Hot, hot, hot, hot ('Luminati, know what I'm sayin'?)
[Verse 1]
Don't play 'bout the legacy, havin' more stripes than a referee, trappin' a sport, huh
Go back to the basics, connect with the Zoes then we clique out in New York
I'm leavin' the scene, I'm peepin' the scene, the Rari got too many horses (Yeah)
Whole lotta schemin', turn off the demons, we make it rain at the office
My first Bentley coupe, I adapted (Pluto)
Lot of commas on drummers, I'm mad rich
Forty pointers on me like a bad bitch (Skrr)
Did my numbers, my coupe it's a gadget (Skrr)
(Woo, forty) Rippin' that bird like a maniac (Yeah)
Young nigga askin' "Where Xanny at?"
Slide, wet him up, handle that
I'm in the spot where the GRAMMY at
I been that nigga in hand me down (Woo)
Número uno, millenial (Trap)
Straight out the zoo 'bout to Jimmy them
They looking for strikers on hand me down (Woo)
I turn average bitches to a pop star, I'm in my glow
I had swagger, I been one of none, yeah, when I was poor (Yeah)
Cash on me, I cash out on Channel 1 and I can show it
Bashin' me like I'm not a big dawg, I just throw it
On a scatty pack, hundred riddy-acks, I just blow it
No ballistics, ain't suspicious (Hot, hot, Freebandz)
Fuck the witness, bad conditions (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
Grab a biscuit, don't be a statistic (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
Came off the mission, high definition (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
A boss, my left wrist a faucet (Brr)
My ring cost, it's pink like an ostrich (Brr)
I feel lost, this bitch got herself hostage (Brr)
I done got exhausted, runnin' through the money (Brr)
Old hundreds (Old), I need to spend 'cause they don't print 'em no more
BM wanna go to court 'cause I won't fuck her no more (I won't fuck)
You not a wifey, I can't fall in love with no ho (I can't)
Stopped doin' Molly and Ecstacy, I'm right back on it (On it)
It's cashmere, special cloth, I got diamonds on (Woo)
Bags of cash like I'm serving Fentanyl
Killers roll with me (Killers), I don't need a bodyguard (No)
I got all kind of hoes, international (Pluto)
Saint Tropez, PJ, fly that ho (Fly)
Right wrist froze like I got a ice pack on it
Get a nigga smoked 'bout it like a bomboclaat
Drug dealers and scammers whenever on my side (On my side)
They be right there with me
Shooters right there with me
See, five hundred shots in VIP (What I'm in)
Told the waitress, "I don't drink liquor, I drink lean," yeah
[Chorus]
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
I'm that nigga
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
Hot (Pluto), hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
I'm that nigga
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Pluto)
Hot, hot, hot, hot
I'm that nigga
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Super)
Hot, hot, hot, hot
I'm that nigga
[Verse 2]
Who did you get the spill from? (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
Who done got you on Styrofoam? (Hot, hot, hot, hot, I'm that nigga)
Who the first rapper put the hood on? (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
Who got more shooters than Al Capone? (Hot, hot, hot, hot, I'm that nigga)
My dawgs in feds, talk on iPhone (Gang)
I rock baguettes 'cause I'm a rockstar (Super)
Keep one in the head just like Zona (My brother)
I'm in a foreign doin' donuts (Skrr)
I can't be caught around a sheep (Wolf)
You D-I-E, you fuck with me (King)
I don't do rentals, don't do lease (It's my shit)
Cranked up the trap without the key (Skrr, prr, prr, prr)
Set shit on fire, I gotta heat it (Gotta heat it)
This bitch is bi, she still conceited (Still conceited, yeah)
Open your eyes when you eat it (When you eat it, bitch)
I get to spazzin' like a demon (Demon)
Fucked her in the ass, made her pee pee (Woo)
I'm just a ghetto boy like Peezy
That GT3, it go two-sixty
I just left, she textin' me she miss me (Pluto)
[Chorus]
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
Hot (Freebandz), hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
I'm that nigga
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Woo)
Hot (Pluto), hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
I'm that nigga
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Pluto)
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Yeah)
I'm that nigga
Hot, hot, hot, hot (Super)
Hot, hot, hot, hot
I'm that nigga (I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga)
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3. |
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[Intro: Future]
Shit, we gon' do this shit right
Get in first-line, let it take off
You made it brine then I take off
[Chorus: Kanye West & Future]
Cross me so much, I got nails in my hand
City on fire
City on fire (Last time, yeah, yeah)
City on fire (I got you)
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Comin' from the 'Raq, the home of the drillers
I'ma buy a home next to your home if I miss you
Rubbin' on your ass, but your mouth is the issue
When you run for '24, I bet your spouse gon' be with you
Who put this together? Me, that's who
"We did it, Joe," but what they really do?
Save the pep talk, and the TED Talk (Ye)
I'm 'bout to set it off (Ye), I'm 'bout to set it off (Ye)
Somebody said he off (Ye), well, let me get this off (Ye)
Visionary thoughts (Ye) 'fore I could barely talk (Ye)
Mind runnin' laps (Ye) 'fore I could barely walk (Ye)
They say we never make it (Ye), that's what you thought (Ye)
[Chorus: Kanye West & Future]
Cross me so much I got nails in my hand
City on fire (Yeah, Pluto)
City on fire (Yeah)
City on fire
Cookin' out the Pyrex
City on fire (Never had a doubt on the shit but I told you)
City on fire (Nigga, I'ma bring it, I'ma, ah, ah)
City on fire
[Verse 2: Future]
Cookin' out the bowl, tryna scrape out the paint
One day I was high, had to pour the whole pint
Woke up in the sky, same money from the bank
I'll take it wrapped in plastic, accept anything
Cut up the dark with the fetti, nine times
Doped up today like I got ninety-nine lives
Blood on my money, see the blood in my eyes
LaFerrari, buy them, two at a time
Every time I fuck, you gotta tell me it's mine
Sinnin' again, I've been winnin' again
Tray done got shot, he back spinnin' again
Ridin' with the fire, bitch ain't never gon' see
Walkin' in the day one in the head is a must
Dark in my flesh, say it run in my cup
Rose gold like a Band-Aid over my cut
Tailored in plush and covered up all this kush
[Bridge: Kanye West]
Cross me so much, I got nails in my hand
City on fire, like Bethlehem
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Testin' my faith and I fell in a trance
Blessings on blessings, they fell in my hand
Comin' from the 'Raq, we the home of the drillers
Comin' from the hundreds, you got change for a billion?
Comin' for the house, real change in a minute
When I run for '24, I know my spouse better be with me
Hundred feet tall when I stand on the business
Look at how we did everything we intended
You don't want no tension, boy, you just want attention
I'ma pop up at your house if you pop up in my mentions
[Verse 4: Future]
Got a bando, count money with a MAC
Seen too much violence, done seen too much death
Bodies on bodies, got a gang full of them
Raised by gangsters, prostitutes and pimps
Visit my grandmother in prison on Sunday
Talk in third person, they won't admit it if I done it
Money like sage in my house, keep it burnin'
Money like sage in my house, keep it burnin'
[Outro: Kanye West & Future]
City on fire
Money like sage in my house, keep it burnin'
City on fire
Money like sage in my house, keep it burnin'
City on fire
City on fire
City on fire
Money like sage in my house, keep it burnin'
Shit, we gon' do this shit right, I got ya
First-line, let it take off
Cross me so much I got nails on my hands
City on fire
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4. |
FOR A NUT (Sean J Remix)
03:54
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[Intro: Future]
Hold up, Pluto
They said that they wanted that
Whew
How you comin'?
Whew, whew
[Chorus: Future & Gunna]
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch, it wasn't nothin' (Whew, whew)
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch, it wasn't nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost me nothin' (Whew, whew)
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew, yeah)
[Verse 1: Gunna]
That skelly AP plain cost me nothing (Nothing)
We mention tickets, we not talking bus or plane (Woo)
She ripped my Dior shirt 'cause it had nut stains (Nut stains)
Love how she slurp, I put two carats in her lip ring (Lip ring)
Multi-millionaire motto (Motto), fuck a top model (Model)
Tuesday taco (Taco), Wednеsday Cabo (Yeah)
Foreign push-start auto, this not a Silverado (Not a Silvеrado)
Rich, I ain't hit the lotto', hit Cash when I'm in Toronto (Cash)
[Chorus: Future]
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch, it wasn't nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost me nothin' (Whew, whew)
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Woo, whew, whew, Super)
[Verse 2: Future]
Birkin bag, crocodile sandals
Emilio Pucci pajamas (Super)
I just swipe for it like a scammer (Super)
Birkin bag Kelly crocodile (Super)
Ain't had no head like that in a while (Woah)
Hermes spilling like you just walked out the shower
Buy a Birk' for the bitch 'fore I buy her flowers (Woo)
Go lurk for it, clutchin' a banana (Woo)
Got monkey nuts, spray shit on camera (Pluto)
I ain't got time, might've wear a Rollie (Woah)
Bought a bust down, suck it, hold it up
Gave her a lil' clout, I was rushing
[Chorus: Future]
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch, it wasn't nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost me nothin' (Whew, whew)
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew)
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
I just left your watch in the mud
How the fuck a nig- nigga, nigga like me ain't up? (Yeah, ayy)
I just put some diamonds in her butt (Butt)
And I seen it shinin' when she nut (Nut)
Load the jet with good pounds of musty (Ha)
I can't sit on my pocket 'cause it's bustin' (Bustin')
Shoot him in his face if you don't trust him (Woo)
She just ate cum, we in Hong Kong (Woo)
Big shades on just like Farrakhan (Woo)
I just met her tongue and it's fire, yeah (Woo, yeah)
Yeah, talk to me, bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hell to the yeah
I don't drink beer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, nigga, yeah
I supply the tip (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ten mill' on a crib
And I'm having spill (Ayy)
Yeah, nigga, yeah (Slatt)
[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch, it wasn't nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost me nothin' (Whew, whew, ayy, slatt)
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew)
That lil' bitty watch cost nothin' (Whew, whew)
I can boss a bitch up for a nut (Whew, whew, ayy, slatt)
[Outro: Future & Young Thug]
They said that they wanted that
How you coming?
Ayy, slatt
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5. |
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[Intro]
G5 the flight, man, I'm way in the sky
She finna tell me "No way" and it's cap
Nigga, can't even see me, I'm way in the sky
G5 the flight, nigga way in the sky
G5 the flight, man, I'm way outta here
[Chorus]
G5 the flight, nigga, can't even see me
I'm way outta here, I'm too far in the sky
Hermès ashtray to dump my ashes
Bitch so pretty, look better than Cassie
Puffin' on zooties and she callin' me daddy
Walkin' on shit, turn it up and I gas it
Came out the gutter, it ain't nothin' for me to swag it
Secure the bag, got a bitch, I'ma bag it
Turnin' it up, gotta make sure shit good
Park it, two mil' in the middle of my hood
Drinkin' on mud, I made it out of thе sewer
Chrome Hеart accessories, whatever, I'm good
Lot of these niggas, they lookin' the same
They copy my lingo, they bitin' my chain
Championship, championship, Range just gon' amp this shit
Bitch break her neck just to look at the kid
[Verse 1]
Dirty the Fanta but make it in Canada
Bro get this money like it's my religion
It's gon' be a mad day, a sad day for any of these niggas
That try to compare whatever I did
Damn near touched a hundred, it just off the gig
I came out the jungle, they kidnapped a kid
I trap out a bando, spent ten on a crib
I look at the ocean to spot thirty M's
Pin it where I'm at, the city I'm in
I give you my fully, no matter where I'm in
Her hair touch her ass, she gon' think she Korean
You fuckin' me good, bitch, you helpin' me win
Niggas can't see me, ain't no competition
Too many bracelets, need a whole 'nother wrist
I'm never sober, don't think I'ma quit
I pop the E, I can feel when it kick
[Chorus]
G5 the flight, nigga, can't even see me
I'm way outta here, I'm too far in the sky
Hermès ashtray to dump my ashes
Bitch so pretty, look better than Cassie
Puffin' on zooties and she callin' me daddy
Walkin' on shit, turn it up and I gas it
Came out the gutter, it ain't nothin' for me to swag it
Secure the bag, got a bitch, I'ma bag it
Turnin' it up, gotta make sure shit good
Park it, two mil' in the middle of my hood
Drinkin' on mud, I made it out of the sewer
Chrome Heart accessories, whatever, I'm good
Lot of these niggas, they lookin' the same
They copy my lingo, they bitin' my chain
Championship, championship, Range just gon' amp this shit
Bitch break her neck just to look at the kid
Future
[Verse 2]
Count up some millions then take some more drugs
Been stuck in my memory, they wasn't showing love
Ain't matching my fly, bitch, you know you a dub
I started this wave and ain't using a brush
Stopped taking molly, I'm back on the E
Flying commercial, you ain't high as me
Driving a spaceship, the one with the wings
Cross up the trap, I done broke down a key
Ain't let no fuck nigga holdin' me back
Put a switch on it, these lil' niggas whack
After I hit your bitch, givin' her back
Ain't got no roof, put her heart on a strap
Go to the moon, ain't gon' show you no slatt
Pluto tycoon, ain't no regular 'Cat
Took a few shrooms, I forget where I'm at
Poppin' a Tesla, I feel when it kick
[Chorus]
G5 the flight, nigga, can't even see me
I'm way outta here, I'm too far in the sky
Hermès ashtray to dump my ashes
Bitch so pretty, look better than Cassie
Puffin' on zooties and she callin' me daddy
Walkin' on shit, turn it up and I gas it
Came out the gutter, it ain't nothin' for me to swag it
Secure the bag, got a bitch, I'ma bag it
Turnin' it up, gotta make sure shit good
Park it, two mil' in the middle of my hood
Drinkin' on mud, I made it out of the sewer
Chrome Heart accessories, whatever, I'm good
Lot of these niggas, they lookin' the same
They copy my lingo, they bitin' my chain
Championship, championship, Range just gon' amp this shit
Bitch break her neck just to look at the kid
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6. |
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[Intro]
(DMC, you global now, nigga)
I just need some 'cause I already got one with the seal, nigga
Yeah, I got one in the cut with a seal, yeah
Yeah
[Refrain]
Step on a nigga, nigga
Step on a nigga in some all white ones, nigga
Fuckin' on your bitch, holdin' on my gun, yeah (Woo)
Fuck the plug, I just ran through a ton, uh
[Chorus]
I don't wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin' gold stacks, nigga
Bet a ten, shoot a ten, my twin servin' dog food
Go and ask the promoter, I charge three-fifty for a walkthrough (Pluto)
Back to back in Saudi Arabia, I charged 1.5 (Woo)
Three mil' just to talk, nigga, that's all I got
I just stepped on a bitch in Chanel Number 9
I just stepped up her swag, now she all buss down
I'm a rich junkie, yeah, all these drugs I buy
[Verse 1]
Bitch, blow a nigga top before you blow my high (A nigga top)
Had my scammers with me too, they lettin' these hundreds fly
Throw some hundreds like ones, make a straight girl bi
She just fucked me in front of her friends, told me she was shy
And she eatin' whatever I tell her, that's a gumbo vibe (Eat it)
I ain't even gotta say nothin', this ho look at me like God
How much you paid for that Jumbo Patek? Four twenty-five
(No, that's four-fifty, for real)
[Chorus]
I don't wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin' gold stacks, nigga
Bet a ten, shoot a ten, my twin servin' dog food
Go and ask the promoter, I charge three-fifty for a walkthrough
Back to back in Saudi Arabia, I charged 1.5
Three mil' just to talk, nigga, that's all I got
I just stepped on a bitch in Chanel Number 9 (Yeah)
I just stepped up her swag, now she all buss down
I'm a rich junkie, yeah, all these drugs I buy
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[Verse 2]
I done talked so much shit, my problems can't even think (What he say?)
I start talkin' so many numbers, they callin' me the bank (Yeah)
Want me a pint, I'ma call Dr. Phil for that drank (Yeah)
I give 'em a brick and uh, they gon' leave you stank (Yeah)
Free my nigga Chuck, I told him we gettin' a billion off the top
We don't even wanna know who shot at you, we wipin' off a block
Over one thousand shells, they gon' hear about it tomorrow
Ain't no time to negotiate, we got them bails, fuck a clock
I'm The Wizard, nigga, I can turn the trap into a star
I'm in the real rare, nigga, automobile, that's a double R
I done came out the field, I work a stick, fuck a guitar
You ain't got enough to gamble then you can put up your car
[Chorus]
I don't wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin' gold stacks, nigga
Bet a ten, shoot a ten, my twin servin' dog food
Go and ask the promoter, I charge three-fifty for a walkthrough
Back to back in Saudi Arabia, I charged 1.5
Three mil' just to talk, nigga, that's all I got
I just stepped on a bitch in Chanel Number 9
I just stepped up her swag, now she all buss down
I'm a rich junkie, yeah, all these drugs I buy
[Refrain]
(Yeah, step on a nigga, nigga)
(Step on a nigga in some all white ones, nigga)
(Fuckin' on your bitch, holdin' on my gun, yeah) (Woo)
(Fuck the plug, I just ran through a ton, uh)
[Outro]
(Unless we bettin' gold stacks, nigga)
(I don't wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin' gold stacks, nigga)
(I don't wanna shoot no dice unless we bettin' gold stacks)
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7. |
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[Intro: Future & Tems]
I will wait for you, for you
Early in the mornin', late at night (I will wait for you)
It doesn't even matter what time it is (I will wait for you)
Presidential Rollie, RM, wait (Higher, sayin' higher-er-er-er)
Whenever I find time, it's okay (Ayy)
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
[Verse 1: Future]
You pray for my demons, girl, I got you
Every time I sip on codeine, I get vulnerable
I'm knowin' the sounds of the storm when it come
She understand I can't take her everywhere a nigga going
I been in the field like thе children of the corn
[Chorus: Future & Tems]
I can hear your tеars when they drop over the phone
Get mad at yourself 'cause you can't leave me alone
Gossip, bein' messy, that ain't what we doing (World was ending)
Travel around the world (Would you cry or would you try to get me?)
Over the phone, dropping tears (Tell me now, I want you to be clear, yeah)
I get more vulnerable when I do pills (Tell me now, I need you to be clear, yeah)
When you drunk, you tell me exactly how you feel (I will wait for you, for you)
When I'm loaded, I keep it real (I will wait for you, I will wait for you)
Please tell a real one exactly what it is (I will wait, will wait, for you, for you)
Don't say it 'cause you know that's what I wanna hear (I will wait for you, I will wait for you)
[Verse 2: Drake & Tems]
Yeah, I been trappin' 'round the world
I sit on my balcony and wonder how you feelin'
I got a career that takes my time away from women
I cannot convince you that I love you for a livin' (Will wait for you, for you)
I be on your line, feelings flowin' like a river
You be textin' back you at Kiki on the river (I will wait for you)
Message say delivered (I will wait for you), but I know that you don't get it
Why you introduce us if you knew that you was with him? (I will wait for you, for you, for you)
Made me shake his hand when y'all been fuckin' for a minute (I will wait for you, for you)
Walk me off the plank because you know that I'm a swimmer (I will wait for you)
Supposed to be your dog, but you done put me in a kennel
Girl, put a muzzle on it, all that barkin' over dinner
I was fuckin' with you when you had the tiny Presidential
You got better when you met me and that ain't coincidental
Tried to bring the best out you, guess I'm not that influential
Guess I'm not the one that's meant for you
[Chorus: Drake, Tems & Future]
I can hear your tears when they drop over the phone
Get mad at myself 'cause I can't leave you alone
Gossip, bein' messy, that ain't what we doing, yeah (World was ending)
Trappin' around the world (Would you cry or would you try to get me?)
Over the phone, dropping tears (Tell me now, I want you to be clear, yeah)
I get more vulnerable when I do pills (Tell me now, I need you to be clear, yeah)
When you drunk, you tell me exactly how you feel (I will wait for you, for you)
When I'm loaded, I keep it real (I will wait for you, I will wait for you)
Please tell a real one exactly what it is (I will wait, will wait, for you, for you)
Don't say it 'cause you know that's what I wanna hear (I will wait for you, I will wait for you)
[Outro: Future & Tems]
Early in the mornin', late at night
It don't even matter what time it is
World was ending, would you cry or would you try to get me?
Tell me now, I want you to be clear, yeah
Tell me now
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8. |
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[Intro]
Could this thing be more?
You can never— this could be yours
If it's really meant to— baby, baby
'Cause I'm interested, baby, baby
[Chorus]
You tellin' me you fallin' out of love with me
Hope you can find someone to love you better than I did
[Verse]
Takin' our memories on love and treatin' it like nothin'
Takin' our memories on love and treatin' it like gossip
It's my love from my grandmother make me gentle when I care for you
Tell me you fallin' out of love, it's breakin' my heart in two
I just don't wanna sit and pray, baby
Almost like it didn't happen to make you happy
[Chorus]
You tellin' me you fallin' out of love with me
Hope you can find someone to love you better than I did
You tellin' me you fallin' out of love with me (You tellin' me you fallin' out of love with me)
Hope you can find someone to love you better than I did (Hope you can find someone to love you better than I did)
[Outro]
Could this thing be more?
You tellin' me you fallin' out of love with me
It's my love from my grandmother make me gentle when I care for you (Hope you can find someone to love you better than I did)
If it's really meant to— baby, baby
'Cause I'm interested, baby, baby
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9. |
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[Verse 1]
We turn Miami to Sky-ami
We do this without any shenani'
She ready, spaghetti (Yeah, yeah)
I'm throwin' them baguettes (Yeah, yeah)
I'm cuttin' shit up like machete (Uh)
More hundo, the solo, I'm ripped
The king, I'm the GOAT, I'm your daddy
Put my finger in her pussy, VVS'
Hit her like a porn star, I came heavy
She can tell my persona, that's the difference
Put it down in her tonsils
I'm responsible, bitch, I'm doin' my numbers
No matter what I done conquered
I'm goin' back in and goin' bonkеrs
Bad bitch, she wearin' a differеnt bag in all her pics
As long as she listenin', ain't doing nothin' suspicious, know that bitch be glistenin'
[Chorus]
Bitch inspire me, get more money and I go out to get it
Bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' these mills consistent
Bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' this money consistent
Bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' these racks consistent
Bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' these racks consistent
[Verse 2]
Tell me you proud of me
Every time I come through and I hit it, no one fly as me
I been like this since-since I was an infant, they on gang time
Soon as I get off the jet, I'm in the trenches throwin' up gang signs
I know how to take this cash and go and flip it
I go in the bank now
Tell 'em to bring it out and break out
Got to work hard for it
Turn the Chanel store to a hangout
Bigger than Rocko
Bitch get close to me and faint now
Must be star-struck
Anything else gettin' gunned down
Bitch inspire me, get more money and I go out to get it
Stay on gang time
Soon as I get off the jet, I'm in the trenches throwin' up gang signs
I know how to take this cash and go and flip it
Go to work hard for it
Turn the Chanel store to a hangout
[Chorus]
And bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' these mills consistent
Bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' this money consistent
Bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' these racks consistent
Bitch massaging me 'cause she know I'm gettin' these racks consistent
[Outro]
Gettin' these racks
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10. |
CHICKENS (Sean J Remix)
03:27
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[Intro: Future]
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Keep all my money, chicken
Woah, woah
Married my money, chicken
Woah, woah
[Chorus: Future]
Chickens, chickens (Put up the rings)
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens (Pour that 'deine)
Chickens, chickens
All I talk is chickens, chickens (All I, all I talk 'bout racks)
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Kitchen
[Verse 1: Future]
Sit down and stay down until you come up
Go fuck an M&M up on the truck
Snatch up a Bentley truck just off the row
Without this Richard, my swag up to par
Over three M&Ms just on the car
Ballin' like everyday, night 'til tomorrow
Give me a Sprite, I'ma fill it up with dope
Totin' the fire, nigga, I hope you don't chokе
What you do? Hey, hey, hey, hеy, hey, hey, hey
Hundred bitches, they calling me Chamberlain
New millennium, look like an alien
Put a mil' on the scale, gotta weigh 'em in
I take off, see the fire out the tail end
Tell the troops up and load up a caravan
I maneuver, but I got a ratchet
Had the bulletproof whip, we'll crash it (Crash it)
When you dealing with demons, we careless
Different levels to hitters and bad bitches
I was geekin', I smashed on a catfish
I was leanin' and stopped all the Xanax
I been meanin' to cut back on ecstasy
I been thinkin' 'bout findin' an exit
On the E-way, I know you can't catch me
Ain't go nowhere without pourin' the Tuss' up
Get together in leather and cut it up
Black foreign automobiles, Wakanda
And ain't goin' nowhere, we fuckin' this shit up every single summer
Like when I was sellin' coke inside the trenches, know a nigga go bonkers
How you gettin', nigga, what you doin'?
[Chorus: Future]
Chicken, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken, chicken
Chicken
All I want is chicken, chicken
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken, yeah
[Post-Chorus: Future]
Pluto been fuckin' this shit up, goin'
Yeah, I ain't goin' nowhere without my tool
[Verse 2: EST Gee]
Yeah, you ain't got no sack, you rappin' 'bout your partner pack
On me even OT like I don't know how to lack
This ain't '03, I ain't Jeezy, leave with it, can't bring it back
Slime language, phone might be tapped
Five racks make her lay on her back
Pop me another one, try and relax
Save the opinions, I just want the facts
Do your opps die? Yeah, all the goddamn time
Do them shots fly? Yeah, arm, chest, neck, mind
How much more I gotta buy to get the price to twenty-five?
I'm the real thing, I been a plug, can get it to you still
This that pure 'caine, you add the soda, it won't fuck up the feel
Used to cook Hank, the vinegar, it swell, keep the smell
Take a heap from out that block, I know his drop 'cause he can't tell
On my block, yeah, I'm like Pac, but I ain't dyin' or goin' to jail
Used to serve lows with my pops, he had the spots, I had the mail
I found life inside a pie, a bust down AP watch as well
She know I'm rich but sittin' here pissed like she ain't leaving 'til I pay her, crazy
[Chorus: Future]
Chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken (Wheezy outta here), chicken
Chicken
All I want is chicken, chicken
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken, yeah
[Post-Chorus: Future]
Pluto been fuckin' this shit up, goin'
Yeah, I ain't goin' nowhere without my tool
[Outro: Future]
Yeah, yeah, chicken
Yeah, kitchen, yeah, yeah, yeah
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11. |
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[Intro]
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh
[Verse 1]
That nigga know that bitch he got is mine, mine, mine
That's your bitch and that's my bitch too, nigga, don't forget
I was looking out my rearview, finger on the trigger
Switching bitches like tennis shoes, I damn near forget
I'm in love with my money, baby, I don't want shit
[Chorus]
Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse
Dog-ass bitch, she just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho
[Verse 2]
Send her home to you, she don't wanna talk to you, her brain sore
Grand remarkable, I get dollars like Diego
Grand National, made it skrrt outside the bando
Two Glock 40s, they gon' call me Pluto Rambo
Finessin' a sport, bitch, hand me the fork, yeah, yeah
Top like New York, bitch giving intercourse, yeah, yeah
Drop-top Rolls-Royce like I ain't got a choice, yeah, yeah
Bag it up and sell it and go cop me some Screw
Twenty-six Pirellis, put on brand new shoes
Zero below, all this ice, catch the flu
[Chorus]
Panamera view inside my truck like a penthouse
Dog-ass bitch, she just tryna suck my wrist off
All these blue strips, I might bust out and Crip walk
Take the cocaine with me, they gon' make a nigga chain talk
Choosin' on a pimp, I'ma slice it like a chainsaw
You lil' bitty shrimp, I'ma take a nigga main ho
[Verse 3]
I been tryna balance out the money with the dope
Too much drip, bitch gotta walk around with a float
Messy hoes know this bitch fucking on a GOAT
They know what come with that ice, Chane'-ne', Coco
I give bitches a lil' hype and then I adiós
I got the Midas touch, extended Rolls-Royce Ghost
When I ain't got them hitters 'round, you still can't approach
Don't make me have to up this motherfucker and let it go
Security for these bitches 'cause they ain't got no control
Don't make me have to up this motherfucker and let it go
We just wanna get real high-igh-igh
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12. |
VOODOO (Sean J Remix)
03:30
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[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I danced with the devil so long, she pulling me closer
Been sleeping with demons and how they get there? She invited them over
And he came in girl form, so pretty, I fell for it, it felt like I known her
I pray to the angels but the devil is stronger
Wonderin' why I'm in hell, still?
Nobody's nice, nobody cares here
I tried to break free, she wouldn't let me
She said, don't waste my time, thinking I'm going to heaven
'Cause all my blessings she telling me, she the one who sent them
808 Mafia
Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?
[Verse: Future]
Way out of they range, got to feel my rage, drug traffickin' made me
Ambition saved me, hold up on the pavement
Ain't going out sad like Jose Canseco, I up my status
Had to 'crease me hunger, get me pesos, I was right with the Yayo
Droppin' off a hundred elbows with a fine bitch in stilettos
Got stars in it, it's a shuttle
Gettin' nauseous, all the decimals
She give me sloppy on another level
Doing crossfit, I'm getting healthy
Bitch moshpittin' at the W
You live marvelous, you get a W
Keep a short stick and a duffle
Tryna flex, I show muscles
Hi-definition, totin' cutters
I was presidential, more bullets
Feel played 'bout it, get to trippin'
I'm with the Cartel every time I re-up
On the plane by the runway, that's how they greet us
Getting it grande from Sunday to Sunday
I knew I'd be the plug one day
This money like a drug
Dope so pure can't touch it without the gloves
Money machine clickin' give me a rush
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I danced with the devil so long, she pulling me closer
Been sleeping with demons and how they get there? She invited them over
And he came in girl form, so pretty, I fell for it, it felt like I known her
I pray to the angels but the devil is stronger
Wonderin' why I'm in hell, still?
Nobody's nice, nobody cares here
I tried to break free, she wouldn't let me
She said, don't waste my time, thinking I'm going to heaven
'Cause all my blessings she telling me, she the one who sent them
[Bridge: Kaash Paige]
Angel on my left, devil on my right
It's hard for me to go, I've been fighting for my life
Been put through a test, tryna do what's right
It's gettin' harder and harder for me to find some peace at night
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I danced with the devil so long, she pulling me closer
Been sleeping with demons and how they get there? She invited them over
And he came in girl form, so pretty, I fell for it, it felt like I known her
I pray to the angels but the devil is stronger
Wonderin' why I'm in hell, still?
Nobody's nice, nobody cares here
I tried to break free, she wouldn't let me
She said, don't waste my time, thinking I'm going to heaven
'Cause all my blessings she telling me, she the one who sent them
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13. |
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[Intro]
This some real Pluto shit, nigga
Out the muhfuckin' mud, nigga, you know what I'm saying?
Out the dirt, nigga, out the soil of this shit
Yeah
[Verse]
Phantom like a cigarette boat, all this water on me
I was at my big truck, my wrist up, gettin' my dick sucked
When I switch my wrist up, switch my car, switch my bitch up
Every time I hit her, I broke her off then dismissed her
I been counting this paper all day, I'm getting blisters
Roadkill, every time I pop out in a new whip
Gettin' you whacked, niggas ain't running off with my new drip
Rose set, white set, platinum set, overkill
Killed shit and the nigga ain't have nothing to do with it, over-drill
When you in the field and you innocent, why you over here?
Body count, protocol, thotty count, losing count
Swiss account, large amount, overseas, can't pronounce
Sippin' syrup in a fur, get my dog, walk him down
Details inside of the photo, my fit was twenty thou'
No miles, cashed out, put it up by the time it hit two thou'
Surfing in Hermès, I'm the one they call Pluto-ski
Mitski, I just went so deep I made her nose bleed
Lewinsky, she just gave me her throat inside the Rolls-y
If I OD, I'ma be on a Bentley spree, you must not know me
I gave her that dope, put her on the road, she was holy
Me and my lil' woadie gettin' it in, Japanese trend
Big top Maybach, Benz, buy 'em buy the twin
We got 'em locked in, boxed in, Glocks in
Alligator skin for my sins, I'm 'bout to win again
I know niggas craving for bodies, ready to spin again
I get on my ten, 'bout my ends, nigga, I'm locked in
Made an M to a ten, now I'm posted on the Forbes again
Only time I sell out, at the show, bitch, I'm European
Top ten, that's without that melody, it's costing
No sleep, come from out the streets, leave you in white sheets
V.I.P., bitch tryna eat on me, tryna sleep with me
Overseas, everything I'm spending, Gucci on the feet
Only see, everything this month, I bought an Onlysea
New Chanel, everything I say, these bitches oversee
Rolls key, pass the Lambo key, and the other key
Truck key, not the sedan key, that's the other key
Wiped down, cleaning my cars in the rain, I got OCD
Dry it off, pouring out rain and he tryna dry it off
Slide off, I got a foreign bitch at my hideout
Real talk, niggas ain't speaking the language I talk
[Outro]
Slide off, I got a foreign bitch at my hideout
Real talk, niggas ain't speaking the language I talk
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14. |
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15. |
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[Intro: Future]
Hol' up, wait
That's that bitch
(Torey, I know what to do with it)
That's that gas, that global high
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on one, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on one, I'm on one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on one, I'm on one
[Verse 1: Future]
My lil' one sprayed the clip and threw his arm out of place
We too damn rich to worry 'bout a murder case
Tellin' on yourself is the only way you wanna escape
Call me Michael Phelps for swimmin' in your bitch face
Pop a Adderall so I can focus, count this cake
Skinny nigga, but my pockets out of shape
ATL nigga, all the cars California plates
Fight for my niggas, they gon' gеt it brack-brackin'
4 Tray gangsters, they gon' get it crack-crackin'
ABK gon' walk a nigga down, straightjackеt
Niggas go psychotic 'bout this shit, ain't just rappin'
Niggas pullin' robberies in this bitch, we ain't just trappin'
If another body drop, the feds might just snatch me
Man down, I'ma be overseas when it happen
Word around town, got them Ps in the attic
I'm applyin' pressure in the field, John Madden
Hundred thou' vacuumed sealed up, I'm just stackin' it
Finessin' is a sport, caught me a yellow one like Fabolous
Four-twenty-five, two stone, check the clarity
[Chorus: Future & Drake]
I'm on one, I'm on one, yeah
Hold up, slow down, wait, catch up (Catch up)
I'm on one, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on one, I'm on one
I got a different type of body built
(Ayy)
[Verse 2: Drake & Future]
All my hoes rockin' Audemar (Hold up)
All my hoes rockin' Rollie, Audemar, Patek (Hold up)
Bustdown thotiana, bustdown thotiana
Bust down a thotty with a bustdown, yeah
I hate bein' in my feels, I hate twenty dollar bills
We too famous to be goin' on no drills, nah, for real
Never been up to my record label, never knew the deal
Said she wanna see the world and she tired of sittin' still
I'ma take her ass to Paris, fuck her on that Ferris wheel
Take her to see Cristiano, fuck her in that Benz Viano
Champions League shit, there'll be a driver for you on arrival
When I finally see ya, all I wanna see is
Right hand, right knee, left hand, left knee
Make that ass wave, make that ass jet-ski, what
I don't know why the fuck niggas tryna test me, what
I'm just all about my goals like Ovechkin, what
I'm just all about my goals like I'm Messi, what
Bein' messy, shit do not impress me, what
I could never be your man, I'm your bestie, what
And I never liked you niggas, so don't text me
[Chorus: Future & Drake]
I'm on one, I'm on one (Okay, okay)
Outside my body, I'm on one (Okay, okay)
Yeah, hold up, wait, slow down, catch up (Okay, okay)
Yeah
[Outro: Drake]
All my hoes rockin' Audemar
All my hoes rockin' Rollie, Audemar, Patek
Bustdown thotiana, bustdown thotiana
Bust down a thotty with a bustdown
Okay, okay
Grrr
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16. |
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[Intro]
Plenty, cry
This life without you
You don't want, you don't want, you don't want
You don't want, you don't want to go back to the basics, yeah
[Verse]
Checked the velocity, hope you can weather through the storm
Peep out the carpet, it's custom stitched up in yarn
Hottest commodity covered in Italian velour
Hold on to your faith when I need you to be there
Askin' for your heart, if it's real then it's rare
Ocean in the sea, GIA I see
Lunch time in Cheetah with snow bunny divas
Only for me, this just ain't for the relapse
Bubble eye Benz came with goggles, yeah
Gang of Korean, talk to me proper, yeah
Translator friend, European model, yeah
They cover my trend, top story, ESPN
So many chains like a turtleneck under my chin
I'll learn to speak another language if it makes sense
Princess cut clarity VVSs
Military money out the gutter, ducked the popo
Three strips skrrted goin' solo
Havin' the time of my life with no photo
Can't show every gift you get to IG when you fuck on a mogul
I DC sniped it and I hit it listenin' to gogo
I'ma make 'em lose count if they addin' up the total
After I fuck you, let me cry on your shoulder
This is a chance of a lifetime
[Outro]
After we make love, let me cry on your shoulder
You don't want, you don't want, you don't want
You don't want to go back to the basics
You don't want, you don't want, you don't want
You don't want, you don't want to go back to the basics
Get a room key, check in saying two-o-four
After we make love, let me cry on your shoulder
You don't want, you don't want, you don't want
You don't want to go back to the basics
You don't want to go back to the basics
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