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Future – Poppin Tags

[Intro]
Goyard on, pick out what you want
Hermès on, pick out what you want
New Chanel, oh, pick out what you want
(DJ Esco)
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags

[Verse 1]
What the fuck is you talkin’ bout, I can get ya ass hit
Hop out a Corvette nigga, then gon’ smash ya bitch
I got an American Roadster, I’m gonna hit me a lick
Sippin’ on ‘Tussin, fuckin’ and hustlin’
I bet I’m gon’ floss, hate it or love it
A full grown boss, hate it or love it
Dope boy shoppin’ at Walters, I bought the whole store
Fuck boy doin’ that talkin’, that’s my old hoe
Stars inside the ceiling, I’m on go go
You don’t want no war, nigga, oh no, oh no
Codeine floodin’ Atlanta, bitch ass niggas with hammers
Bitch ass niggas in Pampers, fuck around murk his mama
My young niggas don’t play, fuck around kill you in sandals
I was on some cool shit now they want the hammer

[Pre-Hook]
King Joffy Jo
My body wrapped in gold
Money stackin’ tall, now I think I’m seein’ God

[Hook]
I been poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags

[Verse 2]
I came here to purchase, I ain’t worried ’bout a ticket
Bitch you on that G-Wagon, go muthafckin’ get it
I had on my ski mask in the muthafckin’ trenches
Homie Blood talkin’, is you muthafckin’ Crippin’
I get the plug talkin’ ’bout these muthafckin’ chickens
Put up some lean before they can lean
I’m runnin’ right through a machine
I’m ’bout to lose the roof, they tryna steal the juice
Cuban hangin’ on my neck whip, gon’ cruise
I just copped the coupe 63’s with the Forgi’s
Bought a couple ‘Raris and I bought a couple Porsches
Zone Six fuck shit, finessin’ and extortin’
Twenty diamond chains and got several different choices

[Pre-Hook]
King Joffy Jo
My body wrapped in gold
Money stackin’ tall, now I think I’m seein’ God

[Hook]
I been poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags

[Bridge]
Goyard, oh, pick out what you want
Hermès on, pick out what you want
New Chanel, oh, pick out what you want
Catch me goin’ goon
Smashin’ on a womb
Fuck your baby daddy
Smash you on the Xanny
Iced out Codeine
Got you in your feelin’s
Just to get you feelin’
Spend a couple million
Like I’m Godzilla in the rollie store
We just got the pack in from Mexico
Soon as it touch down I’m goin’ ape
Put it on the hood like you claim Grapes
Pull up in the food in a new Wraith

[Pre-Hook]
King Joffy Jo
My body wrapped in gold
Money stackin’ tall, now I think I’m seein’ God

[Hook]
I been poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags
Poppin’ tags, I been poppin’ tags

[Outro]
Pick out what you want
Pick out what you want
Pick out what you want
Pick out what you want
Pick out what you want

Future – Ain’t Tryin

[Intro]
I’m way up here, for real I’m over here too you dig?
Running circles around these niggas
Running circles around these niggas, you know, crack

[Hook]
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m on the gas
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m counting cash
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m going berserk
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I got this work
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m counting cash
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m on the gas
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m in the sky
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t gon’ lie
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t gon’ lie

[Verse 1]
I can’t see no pussy nigga like I’m blind
Keep my finger on the trigger at all times
For this cash I don’t mind doing the crime (FBG)
Roll this gas in my pockets like I’m slime
Photo Phantom in your hood and I’m sliming
I stay alert, I got millions on my mind
Let’s ante up, make me have to push your line
Finna spark with them goonies right behind me

[Hook]
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m on the gas
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m counting cash
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m going berserk
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I got this work
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t gon’ lie

[Verse 2]
Rolex shades, they don’t make these in the States
Green faced Roll, I spent a 100k
40 milli Glock, .40 on my waist
A bunch of killers, dope dealers on the chase
Fuck the snitches cause I’m still pushing weight
I’m getting it in and I came from off the crates
Let’s eat again, we done already ate
Fuck the snakes, brought ’em over in a Wraith

[Hook]
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m on the gas
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m counting cash
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m going berserk
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I got this work
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m counting cash
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m on the gas
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I’m in the sky
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t gon’ lie
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t trying
I ain’t tryna see nobody, I ain’t gon’ lie

Fetty Wap – Late Night Jawn

[Hook]
Ay, baby is we having sex tonight, yeah
Lurking on your ig baby damn I’m glad you got me
Baby, yeah, girl, you be looking sexy, I want it
Damn what time you coming?
Baby you the one I rock with
Baby, yeah, girl, is we gonna flex tonight, driving and swerving you’ll get diamonds on perfect, yeah
Girl, do you get the message right Zoovie I’ma make you sweat tonight, yeah

[Verse 1]
She sexy, she sexy I know she wanna sex me
The club about to end so I know she ’bout to text me
Island on my chain I got your bitch on a jet ski
The weed in a stash so 12 don’t arrest me
She heard I’m the man so you know you couldn’t neck shorty
I ain’t even fuck her all she do is neck me

[Verse 2]
You the one I want when I spend this cash on, yeah
Rolling up the spliff I’ma get my drag on, yeah
Icy as a bitch know I get my splash on, yeah
Icy on my wrist looking like a bag hun, yeah
You can pick a whip plenty keys to grab hun, yeah
Pictures of my chain you don’t need the flash on, yeah
Time to leave the club I threw plenty racks, yeah
Ay, I don’t wanna dub I smoke out the pack, yeah
Ay, I don’t want no love ‘less your ass is fat, yeah
Ay, I’m gon’ show you love hitting it from the back
Yeah, ay

[Hook]
Baby is we having sex tonight, yeah
Looking at your body baby damn I’m glad you got me
Baby, yeah, girl, you be looking sexy, I want it
Damn what time you coming?
Baby you the one I rock with
Baby, yeah, girl, is we gonna flex tonight, driving and swerving you’ll get diamonds on perfect, yeah
Girl, do you get the message right Zoovie I’ma make you sweat tonight, yeah baby

[Outro]
Ay, yeaaah, yeaaah, yeaaah, yeaaah, yeaaah, baby
Ay, yeaaah yeaaah, yeaaah yeaaah
Is we having sex tonight
I’ma make you sweat tonight
Yeah baby

Legal Dollars Ent. – See You Mad

[Verse 1]
Said her name was Gemini
Damn that girl she hella fly
Told her she to be televised
So I beamed her up to my Enterprise
She be in that gym though
Trying to keep that thing toned
Doing squats and them leg curls
Girl you be in your damn zone
College bound chick but ain’t
Major in accounting but she make that money keep flowing like a fountain
That girl thick thick
You can tell she from the south quick
And she can’t fuck with no niggaz that ain’t bout it, we out here
Yea that’s why I stay on my business
As God is my witness
It’s legal dollar grand scale nigga
We in your district we taking your
Mistress and you know big booty
Though we stick with it
I’m in the right lane with the EZ pass every night man we gettin
Easy cash in the VIP it’s champagne that girl shake it like she insane

[Verse 2]
I don’t never want see you mad
What’s the price throw it in the bag
Pay it off we don’t leave no tab
Buying things that you never had
Tatted up with my jeans on sag
Diddy bop in my mean old swag
Swip the card then I hit the dab
Milly rock I don’t need no cash
Yeah
I’m fly as hell and my shorty bad
Yeah
High heals designer bags
Yeah
I love it when she shake that ass
Make a nigga wanna spend that stash
Legal dollars got shit on smash
Yeah
She turning heads like ceiling fans
Yeah
The way she move got em in a trance
Yeah
My chain swinging orangutan
We don’t care what you niggas
We just out here doing our thing
Yeah
And all of my niggas we gettin that paper
And none of my niggas ain’t taking no pay cuts
We stacking we stacking we stacking that paper
We laughing we laughing we laughing at haters

Ira Wolf – Honest

My hands are shaking, my mouth is dry
My thoughts erasing, my tongue is tied
Your eyes are haunted, your voice is low
Stoic and flawlessly in control
You can be honest with me now
Promise that I won’t say a word
Cause your truth is buried deep below
All these secrets you carry just might overflow
You can be honest with me now
Promise that I won’t say a word
Cause I have loved you all along
Darling even if it’s all wrong (it’s all wrong)
You can be honest with me now
Isn’t it just what I deserve?
Cause you’re not even honest with yourself
You never tell
I never learn

The Lumineers – Cleopatra

I was Cleopatra, I was young and an actress
When you knelt by my mattress, and asked for my hand
But I was sad you asked it, as I laid in a black dress
With my father in a casket, I had no plans, yeah

And I left the footprints, the mud stained on the carpet
And it hardened like my heart did when you left town
But I must admit it, that I would marry you in an instant
Damn your wife, I’d be your mistress just to have you around

But I was late for this, late for that, late for the love of my life
And when I die alone, when I die alone, when I die I’ll be on time

While the church discouraged, any lust that burned within me
Yes my flesh, it was my currency, but I held true
So I drive a taxi, and the traffic distracts me
From the strangers in my backseat, they remind me of you

But I was late for this, late for that, late for the love of my life
And when I die alone, when I die alone, when I die I’ll be on time

And the only gifts from my Lord were a birth and a divorce
But I’ve read this script and the costume fits, so I’ll play my part

I was Cleopatra, I was taller than the rafters
But that’s all in the past now, gone with the wind
Now a nurse in white shoes leads me back to my guestroom
It’s a bed and a bathroom
And a place for the end

I won’t be late for this, late for that, late for the love of my life
And when I die alone, when I die alone, when I die I’ll be on time

Belly – Die Alone (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Intro]
Good Evening, it would be uncivilized to bring you this presentation without fair warning
You are about to discover the world of horror
Look no further than one’s own mind
To find the very place where demons, even monsters hide
If you wish to vacate the premises please do so now
Well then, you’ve been warned

[Chorus]
I don’t have the heart to hurt you
I don’t have a heart at all
Don’t you let your feelings steer you
Steer you straight into the wall
If you’re still here by tomorrow
I’ll forget about your past
She said hold me like the first day
I said fuck me like the last
‘Cause you know I’m gone

[Hook]
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Probably)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone

[Verse 1]
I stayed away for days and months
Till the pain was numb
You see, I became the one I had to save you from
Everybody wanna tell you what you can’t become
But wait, even the Devil was an angel once
I ain’t the one, del Toro with a loaded gun
Fear and loathing in the Vegas sun, like it’s ’71
You said I’m better when I’m sober, that’s when we conflicted
I was never sober around you, you couldn’t see the difference
I told her maybe I’m just mad at myself
I think thats why I love everything that’s bad for my health
Why am I dying to see Heaven when I was happy with Hell?
Somebody take this pack of shells and put em’ back on the shelf (I mean)
Insomnia turn me into a zombie
I’m coming for all the moments they rob me of
Now it’s obvious, since you made it a hobby of watching us
I be popping up, and copping all my ops binoculars like it’s the opera, ugh!

[Chorus]
I don’t have the heart to hurt you
I don’t have a heart at all
Don’t you let your feelings steer you
Steer you straight into the wall
Cause you know I’m gone

[Hook]
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Probably)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone

Belly – The Day I Met You (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Intro]
Yeah!

[Hook]
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m smoking all of this weed baby, just to forget you
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m drinking all of this drank baby, just to forget you
(forget you, forget you)
Mama told me you could catch a bird with a breadcrumb
Hunnid niggas standin’ outside, screamin’ "Redrum!"
Try to make a hunnid million dollars ‘fore the Feds come
Mama told me you could catch a bird with a breadcrumb

[Verse 1]
Redrum, redrum
Man they say the money talkin’, you ain’t said none
I’ma stack a hunnid million for the feds come
Mama told me you could catch a bird with a breadcrumb
Right wing, left wing, house got a right wing, left wing
Is my ex ‘ting, texting, my next ‘ting?
With your bitch face resting, I just think
Maybe you was never nothing but a slide through
I know you never loved me, even though you tried to
‘Member way back when I missed the days back then
I went to school high, never went to high school
Drug diet, drug diet, we had chemistry baby, I love science
The love dying, the love dying, sippin’ purple rain ’tilI hear the doves cry

[Hook]
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m smoking all of this weed baby, just to forget you
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m drinking all of this drank baby, just to forget you
(forget you, forget you)
Mama told me you could catch a bird with a breadcrumb
Hunnid niggas standin’ outside, screamin’ "Redrum!"
Try to make a hunnid million dollars ‘fore the Feds come
Mama told me you could catch a bird with a breadcrumb

[Verse 2]
I remember when my doors closed, and the crib got foreclosed
Now I’m like fuck a wardrobe, this whole winter I just wore robes
Diamonds looking like it’s morse code, hit you in your torso see your whole soul
Mixin’ lean up in the orange soda, bitch I think I might just need a organ donor
Yeah I remember trappin’ on the motorola
On the dolo, on the dolo
Feds’ trynna flick a photo
On the low the fish tailin’ in a new [?]
In the new [?], fish tailin’ in a new [?]
With a couple hoes, two bad one ugly like total
God damn I got it!

[Hook]
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m smoking all of this weed baby, just to forget you
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m drinking all of this drank baby, just to forget you
(forget you, forget you)
Mama told me you could catch a bird with a breadcrumb
Hunnid niggas standin’ outside, screamin’ "Redrum!"
Try to make a hunnid million dollars ‘fore the Feds come
Mama told me you could catch a bird with a breadcrumb

Belly – Trap Phone (feat. Jadakiss) (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Verse 1: Belly]
Yeah, look
She used to sell me dreams by the milligram
Chasin’ highs we’ll never feel again
I told her bring it back and make it real again
I told her bring it back and make it real again
Still got your number in my trap phone
I hit the pussy, get the same high
I know your homegirl waitin’ for you back home
I pull up and fuck you at the same time
I won’t ever hit you from the main line
Got some nerve blowin’ up my land line
Bitch, you must be out your damn mind
Bitch, you must be out your damn mind
Locked inside the room, just the two of us
What made us love each other is what ruined us
I almost overdosed in the hills again
Tell her bring it back and make it real again
I only hit you from the trap phone
Come pull up and get your back blown
Close the door and put the latch on
Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
Bitch, you got me poppin’ pills again
Hittin’ Vegas with a mil to spend
You got the wave, baby, I just want to swim again
Ooh, bring it back and make it real again
Woo, phone blingin’, my phone blingin’
Phone blingin’, my phone blingin’
I could sell this line for like a quarter million
I could sell this line for like a quarter million

[Break: Belly & Jadakiss]
Trap phone
Trap phone
Trap phone

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Know we got whatever, what you tryna spend, God?
I don’t pay the bill, I just change the SIM card
They say tomorrow ain’t promised so I’mma live it up
If I don’t got your number saved, I don’t give a fuck
I’m in the sky gettin’ high my crew is the hardest
A hundred K every day as soon as I charge it
And I pray that them people don’t properly get me
If get bagged, I’m keepin’ it on my property with me
Whole lotta bad bitches that’s plottin’ to hit me
I can’t wear your shoes, dawg, they not gonna fit me
The heart of the city, yeah I’m the backbone
And I’m ready to die over my trap phone

[Verse 3: Belly]
I only hit you from the trap phone
Come pull up and get your back blown
Close the door and put the latch on
Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
I’m too numb to ever feel again
Trying to find out where the feeling went
Told her bring it back and make it real again
Told her bring it back and make it real again
She used to sell me dreams, ’bout a milligram
Chasin’ highs we’ll never feel again
Told her bring it back and make it real again
Told her bring it back and make it real again
I only hit you from the trap phone
Come pull up and get your back blown
Close the door and put the latch on
Won’t save her but she hit me from the bat phone
Phone blingin’, my phone blingin’
Phone blingin’, my phone blingin’
I could sell this line for like a quarter million
I could sell this line for like a quarter million

[Outro: Belly]
Trap phone, trap phone
Trap phone, trap phone
Trap phone
Bitch, you childish as fuck, stop tryna act grown

Belly – Frozen Water (feat. Future) (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
Girl, I get back in that Lamb
Yellow diamonds like a cab
These niggas nothin’ but some crabs
I been duckin’ from the pap
Get some head on the Snap
Bought the Lamb just to trap
The main bitch kidnap
Five milli on my neck, I’m good, yeah
Drinkin’ Codeine like it’s Robitussin
Water on me like a water challenge
Drippin’, drippin’, I got frozen diamonds
I’mma never need a cosigner

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Verse 2: Belly]
She mix the lies with the truth, I mix the batch with the juice
I’m tellin’ Hennessy lies, I’m tellin’ Actavis truths
I think I’m relapsin’ and shit, I just fell asleep in the shower
I’m feelin’ weak, need some power
The plug gon’ be back in an hour
She found a bag full of powder
"Oh no, baby, that ain’t flour"
Told her jump up on the table, bet that pussy get devoured

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Outro: Future]
All my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
All my diamonds flooded like its from New Orleans
First you take the Codeine, mix it in some Sprite
When that drink turn pink, that’s what I like
We gon’ kill these pussy niggas on sight
We gon’ fuck yo’ main bitch on sight
We ’bout to pop a hundred bottles like it’s water
You want that good batch, meet me at the border
You want that good batch, meet me at the border

Belly – Re Up (feat. Nav) (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 1: NAV]
Born alone, die alone
I let the drugs take my soul
First time I bought some weed I was sold
If I get 40 thousand for a show
I’m scared I’ll spend 20 thousand on some dope
Either RAF or Ricky on my toes
In high school I never made the honor roll
Poppin’ mollies, I’ve been on a roll
Hope the highway doesn’t take a toll
Smokin’ blunts, burn the seat in the Rolls
No, I’m not the same NAV from before
I don’t know who I am anymore
Woke up somewhere I ain’t been before
Half a pill ain’t enough anymore
They rappin’ about drugs they never did before
What’s fake and what’s real? I don’t know anymore
Takin’ full bars, I should really split ’em
Fell on my face, had to really quit ’em
My broski up north whippin’ in the kitchen
My uncle just lost his kidney
That won’t stop me from poppin’ and sippin’
You can tell that I’m gone from a distance
Poppin’ prescriptions without a prescription
Told Santa, all I want is molly for Christmas

[Hook: Belly]
Re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 2: Belly]
Got a hell of a habit, take another tablet out the cabinet
Is there heaven for a savage, is there heaven for a savage?
I’m poppin’ pills like an addict
The trap – how I learned mathematics
Is there heaven for a savage, is there heaven for a savage?
Bags under my eyes cause I go hard
Probably cost more than the Goyard
Probably why I got a cold heart
Probably why I got to shine cause my life has been so dark, man
Pull up, bring your friend – that’s a trio
Show up on the nines like my PO
You know the deal, the price made her bend over backwards like Neo
I’m crazy but maybe I’m torn aside
I’m talkin’ ’bout drugs like I glorify it
The truth is that I’m fuckin’ horrified
I only slept twice in like 40 nights
Man, I’m on the back, she on the poltergeist
Man, I should just takin’ my own advice
Cause nowadays love is just overpriced, man

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

Belly – Consuela (feat. Young Thug & Zack) (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Verse 1: Belly]
She hit the plane with half a kilo
She turned around and said tranquilo
Tomorrow meet me at mi casa
Just call me when you know que pasa
I think I’m falling for consuela
She’s from the slums of Venezuela
No I can’t wait until mañana
I fly to meet you in Havana
I’m dressed in black just like mi gente
Like es el dia de la muerte
She’s only loyal to el jefe
I bet she taste just like tres leches

[Hook: Belly]
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela

[Verse 2: Young Thug + Zack Kharbouch]
I gave a ‘Rari to my brother (skrt-skrt-skrt)
I bought a mansion for my mother (for my mother)
I got like 20 xans, all colors (xannies and percs)
I’ma get these hoes in love with [?]
Turned to a boss, I’m writing checks (writing checks)
Got 20,000 VV’s on my neck (on my neck)
Turned to a monster, I’m T-Rex
I’m with your wife, no I don’t kiss her, hey
She got me running like El Chapo
I took my other bitch to Cabo
All she call me is el jefe
Feds asking questions, no comprende

[Hook]
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela

[Verse 3: Belly + Zach Kharbouch]
She love to argue papa fuera
Gave her love but she no quería
She used to sing guantanamera
Diamonds dancing, Macarena
I’m tryna be a caballero
I think she only love dinero
She have some beef and dropped some pesos
That’s hamburguesa with the queso

[Hook: Belly]
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela

Belly – Outkast (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Intro: Belly]
Gain the world or lose it all
Gain it back again
Bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
Bitch I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check and then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

[Verse 1: Belly]
All we had was thorns in the rose garden
No calm before the storm warning
Cold mornings made us cold hearted
My dawg could whip a fuckin’ brick on a George Foreman
The shit that drives me would drive you crazy don’t try to save me
Rock fly Versace and drive Mercedes the modern ’80s
I’m kinda crazy, paranoid my driver shady
I’m at the lowest and my highest lately
I was dodgin’ evictions
Couldn’t afford my addictions
With my father in prison
Family poverty stricken
Felt like we all got convicted
No one bothered to visit
Livin’ in awful conditions
Still put my dawgs in position, like woah woah
We worship money like this shit was religion but no no
‘Cause once I got it felt like something was missin’ my whole soul
Three stacks for a loud pack
No bad for a outkast
Pulled up in that big boy
Never thought I would bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
Bitch I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check and then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

[Verse 2: Belly]
My bitch pull up like Joan of Arc, the coldest heart
Belly Bonaparte my dawgs’ll pick your fuckin’ bones apart
To ride this wave you need Noah’s Ark and his golden heart
Wait, I bear the holy mark although my soul is dark
A sleepless night for every promise I would never keep
Ten thousand on sheets although I never sleep
I’m havin’ day dreams of eatin’ you out
My face is the best fuckin’ seat in the house
Wait, no sympathy we take it religiously
I took your bitch to Tiffany she had an epiphany
Trips to Tripoli don’t trip we do this shit differently
The sound of victory, I almost drowned in the symphony
Now tell these fuckin’ house rats, me I got the mouse trap
Load and cock it back and tell ’em all to meet me out back
Three stacks for that loud pack
No bad for a outkast
Pulled up in that big boy
Never thought I would bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

Belly – Hollywood Interlude (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Hook]
She would do for a pair of shoes or a row of pearl
With these superficial girls
In this artificial world
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
If you knew what it would take to love me down
You would turn back around
And I’d return to this two-faced town
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood

[Verse 1]
I take this bottle form the shelf go straight to bottom where all my demons dwell
She said welcome to Hell where you can scream but they won’t hear you yell
On the first train to Hollywood
Train to Hollywood
To go find someone else
Baby I can be what you need
Be what you need
Cause I don’t feel like myself
La la la la la la
Oh no, I don’t feel like myself
La la la la la la

[Hook]
She would do for a pair of shoes or a row of pearl
With these superficial girls
In this artificial world
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
If you knew what it would take to love me down
You would turn back around
And I’d return to this two-faced town
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood

Belly – Seven Day Love (feat. Ashanti) (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Verse 1: Belly]
You used to hit my phone to make a dick appointment
Used to tell me he was nothing but a disappointment
Used to watch him suffer for your own enjoyment
And he would send you checks for nothing like its unemployment
Back to the streets that I roam like Caesar’s home
I sleep alone don’t need a throne to each his own
She’s cold my sheets cold I dream alone
Invested in her but now she’d rather be alone
I keep a black rose that in the back of a black Rolls
That I use like a black hearse no church just black clothes
Hold up, I lay back and took the last sip
I told her my dick taste like the last bitch
Pic reveal, this shit is real
And if these drugs don’t kill me I swear these bitches will
Your picture on my windowsill I just get the chills
But somethin’s missin’ from the picture still

[Hook: Belly & Ashanti]
Layin’ in this bed I don’t even sleep
Summer come around we don’t even speak
Say you goin’ away I don’t even reach ya
Seven day love got me feelin’ weak
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord

[Verse 2: Belly]
I used dream about her even fiend about her
Bad bitches she got a team around her
I was the plug when she needed power
I show up and her leaning like the Pisa tower
Life’s a bitch and you can’t play in fate
Then she broke my heart and left a band-aid
I wish we fell in love with our eyes closed
Say the word and I’ma show up with the blindfolds
Flexin’, you always flexin’ fuck all your exes
You in the baller section tryna teach us all a lesson
So I don’t bother calling you don’t bother textin’
Ironically I think I get the message

[Break]
Hey
I haven’t heard from you in a while
I just want to say
I just pray that you stay safe

[Hook: Belly & Ashanti]
Layin’ in this bed I don’t even sleep
Summer come around we don’t even speak
Say you goin’ away I don’t even reach ya
Seven day love got me feelin’ weak
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord

[Outro]
To answer your life goals before anything else
I love you

[Hook: Belly & Ashanti]
Layin’ in this bed I don’t even sleep
Summer come around we don’t even speak
Say you goin’ away I don’t even reach ya
Seven day love got me feelin’ weak
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord

Belly – Can’t Feel A Thing (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Intro: Sampled]

[Verse 1: Belly]
Screamin’ ’til we overdose
I almost did the other day
You can’t handle what you’re seein’
Baby, you should look away
I was laying in the kitchen
Shit, I didn’t even pray
Smile all on my face
This the shit that I embrace
Boy, I blow a quarter million
Got it just the other day
So addicted to prescriptions
And these dirty concentrates
I been poppin’, I been sippin’
I been smokin’ all day
Half a trip away, I’m a doctors slip away

[Hook: Belly]
Why you feel so different to me
Something feels so different to me
(You know, you know)
Maybe you’re just trippin’ like me (I know, I know)
Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me

[Verse 2: Belly]
So the story goes, baby
Bitches come and go
You don’t even love me when the batch is runnin’ low
Nevermind, you were never mine, that’s a lie
Money made you blind
I can see it in your eyes
Getting high every 45 minutes
Man it’s somethin’ else
Pop a couple Adderall
Wash it down with percocet
Think I need some padded walls
Leaning just in case I fall
Only cheap liquor left
Smell like rubbin’ alcohol

[Hook: Belly]
Why you feel so different to me?
Different to me
Something feels so different to me
(You know, you know)
Maybe you’re just trippin’ like me (I know, I know)
Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me

Belly – Actin Different (Inzombia Mixtape)

[Verse 1]
I say I’m goin’ ham but it’s against my religion
Came in this bitch, never ask for permission, uh
Mix it, sip it, drink it, try to think it over and you’ll prolly overthink it, uh
Am I trippin’, sh, listen, sh grown men talkin’ like bitches
These days I can barely even tell the difference
Hate in their blood like a motherfuckin’ sickness
Wet pussy drippin’, got ’em all slippin’
And you wanna act livid cause we all livin’
There’s enough to go around, we can all get it
And they say small world, I say large prison
I’m a savage I’ve been actin’ vicious
All this money got me actin’ different
I just need a pack of bad bitches, that’ll blast for me like they sacrilegious

[Hook]
Lately I’ma savage I’ve been actin’ vicious
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted
You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted
I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches
They say this money got me actin’ different
Oh Lord

[Verse 2]
You must be from Hell for Heaven’s sake
She make holy water evaporate
I might eat the pussy for half a date
Revenge got a better aftertaste
24/7 my mama pray
12 never ever cracked a case
I’m crackin’ cases to celebrate
Money is all I will ever chase
Talking birds, ooou you say that you selling weight
You know we call that shit feather weight
I snap on everything Velous made
Opportunity knock, I answer the door in my robe and my socks
She take some shoes for the pussy
You sell your soul for the box

[Hook]
Lately I’ma savage I’ve been actin’ viscous
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
They say this money got me actin’ different
I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted
You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted
I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches
They say this money got me actin’ different
Oh Lord

Yung Simmie – Underground King (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Hook]
All I smoke is gas, these niggas broke
Money in the stash, I be bout my cash
You don´t wanna race, I can´t come in last
I kill em’ with the swag, I make a hater mad
I be in my zone, gave this bitch the bone
She won’t leave me alone, blowin’ up my phone
I got her mind goin’, but I’m off the mount
Prolly in the trap, whippin’ up a mil
The UnderGround King, screamin’ fuck a deal
Leanin’ to the right, I just popped the seal
I be so for real, my life is surreal
I told my niggas chill, they be poppin’ pills
And I’m a young boss, I be closin’ deals
Snipers on the roof, I know Navy Seals
And I might take your bitch and ask you how it feels
Then I give her dick and ask her how it feels

[Verse]
I’m leanin’ off this drank, lovin’ how it feels
Smokin’ on that stank, I picked it out the field
I’m shinin’ like a diamond, gold in my grills
Blowin’ up my phone, I have to tell her chill
And I ain’t talkin’ runnin’, but I’m chasin’ mills
I be hella hungry, I came to [?]
You playin’ with my funds, you might get whacked cuz I don’t fuck with snakes and I don’t fuck with rats
You know who I am, call me Uncle Sam
Smellin’ like a pound, I roll em by the gram
I told my niggas chill, they be goin’ ham
You keyboard thuggers, keep sendin’ spam
My hittas off the pills, you better write your will
They leave you underwater, hope you got your gills
I’m from FLA, where niggas die all day
I heard that you be chillin’, we just grind all day
I’m a young boss, I can’t take a loss
All my niggas eatin’, you can’t taste the sauce
You just do the talk, me I walk the walk
And if it’s drama time, then the pistols spark
All is fun and games, leave it at the park
We beat pussies up, like it’s after dark
I’m baggin’ any bitch, like it’s K Mart
Smokin’ on the jay, while I jaywalk
All I smoke is gas, these niggas broke
Money in the stash, I be bout my cash
You don’t wanna race, I can’t come in last

[Hook]
All I smoke is gas, these niggas broke
Money in the stash, I be bout my cash
You don´t wanna race, I can´t come in last
I kill em’ with the swag, I make a hater mad
I be in my zone, gave this bitch the bone
She won’t leave me alone, blowin’ up my phone
I got her mind goin’, but I’m off the mount
Prolly in the trap, whippin’ up a mil
The UnderGround King, screamin’ fuck a deal
Leanin’ to the right, I just popped the seal
I be so for real, my life is surreal
I told my niggas chill, they be poppin’ pills
And I’m a young boss, I be closin’ deals
Snipers on the roof, I know Navy Seals
And I might take your bitch and ask you how it feels
Then I give her dick and ask her how it feels

Yung Simmie – Mr Green Thumb (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Intro]
Alright alright
You know I’m always lighting up some shit
Breaking down some sticky
Bad bitchies fuck with me man
Mr. Green Thumb
Yuhhh

[Hook]
Bitch I’m from the slums
Choppas with the drums
Rolling up the weed, Mr. Green Thumb
I got what you need if you need some
I pull up on the scene just to get me some
My niggas short bus they go super dumb
Nigga you don’t know us, where the fuck you from?
You get yo’ fucking head bust just for coming wrong
I be Smoking strong
Mr. Green Thumb

[Verse]
I’m Mr. Green thumb
And you ain’t high you need some weed son
Man I be balling don’t need no team son
Yo bitch keep calling she want this d son
And it ain’t no talking we got them beams son
Ain’t no snitches on my block so I ain’t see none
I be whipping up the work I give a fiend some
You be Smoking on the dirt I smoke og son
Money I need some
Got rid of my bitch don’t need one
I pull off in the whip ducking cops this need for speed son
My face good on yo block off top don’t need ID son
Yo face ain’t clean son

[Hook]
Bitch I’m from the slums
Choppas with the drums
Rolling up the weed, Mr. Green Thumb
I got what you need if you need some
I pull up on the scene just to get me some
My niggas short bus they go super dumb
Nigga you don’t know us, where the fuck you from?
You get yo’ fucking head bust just for coming wrong
I be Smoking strong
Mr. Green Thumb

Yung Simmie – Get To The Money (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Intro]
It’s Simmie Season
We still smokin’
Yeah
Simmie Season 2

[Hook]
I wake up and go get the money
I pull up and my niggas smoking in public
The OG pack stankin’ and smellin’ digustin’
You ain’t talkin’ money can’t have a discussion
The choppa hit you and give you concussion
We could talk it out if a nigga talkin’ money
I’m overseas, I’m smokin’ in London
I’m counting the money I’m and real you buffin’
Drank in my cup, I be sippin’ on muddy
She don’t wanna fuck you, you don’t got no money
Niggas be talking but they ain’t talkin’ money
If I don’t do nothin’ I get to the money
‘Cause when I was bummy, she ain’t wanna fuck me
But now I got money she say that she love me
These niggas be talkin’, but they ain’t talkin’ money
If I don’t do nothing I get to the money

[Bridge]
Get to the Money
Get to the Money
Get to the Money
‘Cause when I was bummy she ain’t wanna fuck me
But now that I got I money she say that she love me

[Verse]
I forgot to text my bitch, I was thinkin’ bout cash
I don’t even need no food, I just need that bag
If I ain’t doin’ shit I’m prolly thinkin’ about racks
Had to get it in my pocket, flip it make it right back
Simmie Season, money-making season 24/7
Countin’ dead presidents I been up since 7
I got that hustler’s ambition, getting money’s the mission
When the fam say they hungry I cook up in the kitchen

[Hook]
I wake up and go get the money
I pull up and my niggas smoking in public
The OG pack stankin’ and smellin’ digustin’
You ain’t talkin’ money can’t have a discussion
The choppa hit you and give you concussion
We could talk it out if a nigga talkin’ money
I’m overseas, I’m smokin’ in London
I’m counting the money I’m and real you buffin’
Drank in my cup, I be sippin’ on muddy
She don’t wanna fuck you, you don’t got no money
Niggas be talking but they ain’t talkin’ money
If I don’t do nothin’ I get to the money
‘Cause when I was bummy, she ain’t wanna fuck me
But now I got money she say that she love me
These niggas be talkin’, but they ain’t talkin’ money
If I don’t do nothing I get to the money

[Bridge]
Get to the Money
Get to the Money
Get to the Money
‘Cause when I was bummy she ain’t wanna fuck me
But now that I got I money she say that she love me

Yung Simmie – Bucks (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Hook]
If he sendin’ shots then my niggas can get you
They sendin’ shots, bullets rip through your tissue
I told her stop talking, give me the dental
I’m on yo’ block swervin whippin’ a rental
And what I smoke is official
You niggas see-through like crystals
Comin’ wrong, it’s only right like a pencil that I erase you
Make your girl forget you
I wanted the money ever since I was little
I gotta eat I ain’t talkin McGriddle
You niggas sweeter than skittles
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks

[Verse]
I’m gettin to the bucks, OG got me stuck
I smoke one for breakfast, I smoke one for lunch
I be with my plug, gotta get it out the mud
She rollin’ up my weed, blow in smoke with your girl
This is my world, I’m feelin like Tony
You niggas don’t know me you better not approach me
We shootin two 30s, drop 60 like Kobe, get smoked like a stogey
I’m comin’ so different so fuck your decision
Whippin the Benzo came a long way from Mustang
Upgrade from midpack now we smokin’ on propane
Niggas be hatin but I don’t feel no pain
I’m comin so different, my weed is expensive, pay up just to hit it
I cook up in the kitchen, I double my digits, I piss on a critic

[Hook]
If he sendin’ shots then my niggas can get you
They sendin’ shots, bullets rip through your tissue
I told her stop talking, give me the dental
I’m on yo’ block swervin whippin’ a rental
And what I smoke is official
You niggas see-through like crystals
Comin’ wrong, it’s only right like a pencil that I erase you
Make your girl forget you
I wanted the money ever since I was little
I gotta eat I ain’t talkin McGriddle
You niggas sweeter than skittles
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks

Yung Simmie – Sucka Free (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Hook]
I’m from where suckas don’t make it at
I’m really from the block but my dogs never chasin’ cats
Actin tough, get you touched like a Apple app
My niggas keep the strap, if it’s pressure they handle that
I’m from where suckas don’t make it at
I’m really from the block but my dogs never chasin’ cats
Actin tough, get you touched like a Apple app
My niggas keep the strap, if it’s pressure they handle that

[Verse]
And you be sleepin’, I be workin’ I be stayin’ up
Doin’ homework then kill these niggas like its Manhunt
And I’m smokin’ loud pack so speak up if you sayin’ somthin’
‘Cause I be bout my ransom
I’m young black and handsome
But that ain’t even half of it
‘Cause I be with my savages
Takin’ shots from long range and I ain’t talkin’ selfie sticks
I’m too dope I could’ve sold bricks
But I’d rather take my time and write rhymes, then fuck your bitch

[Hook]
I’m from where suckas don’t make it at
I’m really from the block but my dogs never chasin’ cats
Actin tough, get you touched like a Apple app
My niggas keep the strap, if it’s pressure they handle that
I’m from where suckas don’t make it at
I’m really from the block but my dogs never chasin’ cats
Actin tough, get you touched like a Apple app
My niggas keep the strap, if it’s pressure they handle that

Yung Simmie – OG Simmie (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Verse 1]
A money getter no beginner
I make it a hot winter, my niggas gorillas
They chest bigger, my checks bigger
You next nigga, why you tryna flex nigga?
I’m never worried about the next nigga, on to the next nigga
She gon’ cry if I tell her she can’t get a picture
I’m legendary don’t compare me to these rap niggas
I’m way slicker, my bars iller, my balls bigger
I’m still the same I never change like y’all niggas
Big blunts when we smoke we call ’em Godzilla
I’m prolly steppin out the fog nigga
I’m prolly sprintin’ to the money, I can’t jog with ya
And I can never save a bitch I ain’t God nigga
The underdog, they tried to crop me out the big picture
The Holocaust, I’m killin’ rap niggas call me Hitler
I make ’em dinner, a real Florida nigga, I don’t smoke swishers
Backwoods with some OG in it, a OG in it, I’m talkin bout the game
They gon switch on you when they think that you change
And if you still smokin haze we ain’t on the same page
I had to take a step back ’cause I’m ahead of my days
I got money on my brain
And you just another lame
I roll blunts and take planes, you do it for the fame
I stack the money, I can never change
Gotta stay true to the game

[Hook]
I’m leanin on a four, smokin dope, white bitch doin’ coke
Ashes on my coat, she give me throat, then she gotta go
You know I’m still a hood nigga, backwoods from the corner store
Ridin through the hood, tinted windows, I be sittin low

[Verse 2]
I might pull up on your bitch, that’s a hit and go
I blow the smoke and disappear like a magic show
Micheal Jackson I got moves on the dance floor
If you talkin money it’s in my pocket where my hands go
No competition when I’m diggin in my bag
Lyrical clips I’m sendin’ shots that you never had
All facts, I don’t like to brag
I be rollin jet fuel, real smokers smoke straight gas
I’m so sick I might sneeze on the track
Got shorty texting me like, "When you comin back?"
When I’m done chasin racks and that will be never
I gotta stay solid, this niggas soft as my leather
I’m twistin up like propellers
I’m bout my cheese no mozzarella
And you ain’t ever met a fella that is ’bout whatever
I make competition with myself gettin better
I make a hater kill himself, I’ll buy the stretcher
Yeah, don’t understand? Nigga take a seat
Chasin after me is like chasin a dream in your sleep
Yeah, and you can never be hot as me
I’m smokin blunts with the devil on this balcony

[Hook]
I’m leanin off a four, smokin dope, white bitch doin’ coke
Ashes on my coat, she give me throat, then she gotta go
You know I’m still a hood nigga, backwoods from the corner store
Ridin through the hood, tinted windows, I be sittin low

Yung Simmie – Closed Casket (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Verse]
I’m from the bottom don’t you think I just came up
I’m breaking down this OG, roll it up and then I flame up
Like weights, I just had to lift my name up
Bench press your mistress, get dick but I don’t claim her
I Mercedes Benz cruise, I just win, I don’t lose
Ballin’ on you dudes, Polo tee with my Jordan 2s
And while you hittin’ snooze I’m in the sky smokin’ on the moon
I separate myself from the fake when I step out the room
They tryna bit my swag, I’m diggin’ in my bag
No love lost ’cause a heart is what I never had
Rollin’ up the gas, face blunt, I don’t like to pass
Money in the stash, hit the mall, pop a couple tabs
Back to the grind, need my money in that paper bag
Money, motivation, they tryna anticipate it
I’m wavy I’m hardly faded
You fakin’ tryna get famous
You’re worthless, I be busy I’m workin’
Eyes low, I be smokin’
My weed man, he the man
He pull up like it’s urgent
I’m hella picky if it ain’t sticky then I can’t roll it
I’m hella picky if it ain’t gas then I can’t smoke it
I’m hella picky if it ain’t bands then I don’t want it
I keep my distance from distractions I be stayin’ focused
All my hittas thirsty, they might hit you leave yo’ can open
I’m smokin’ anaconda blunts yo’ blunts short-noticed
I hold ’em by the gram, big clouds can’t even hold you
And I let my money talk, the tryna change the subject
Haters hate it but I love it, rappers actin’ suspect
And when I’m hungry take yo’ lunch and come back for more
Don’t run, black holes and white tees that’s dominoes
And for that money, I ball hard like a net and goal
I do it for my fans that support me and be at my shows
Rookie niggas still gettin’ ashes on they clothes
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed

[Outro]
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed
When the casket close, I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed

Yung Simmie – Smoke Clouds (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Verse]
I’m with my niggas and we smokin’ on that girl scout
No I can’t kick it with you niggas bring the girls out
I’m prolly rollin’ up some weed you never heard about
You know I’m all about my facts, fuck yo’ word of mouth
Who smokin’ Reggie? Nigga point him out
‘Cause this the loud-pack section, we’ll kick you out
Why it’s a drought? That some shit you gotta figure out
‘Cause all my niggas smokin’ loud, we don’t need to shout
One puff might knock you out
And if she ain’t rollin’ weed or suckin’ D I gotta kick her out
Man I remember smokin’ blunts in my mom’s house
She was on the way home, I had to get the smell out
Backwoods when we smokin’ out
I can’t smoke with rookie niggas that be coughin’ loud
All nugs, no shake look like Brussel sprouts
So what the fuss about?
You the type of nigga smoke a roach and burn your mouth
You know my music bring the smokers out
And now yo’ girl wanna smoke and see what I’m about
But I’m that nigga that’s without a doubt
He think he hot? I’ll blow his candle out
I’m on that paper route
So don’t be swervin’ in my lane ’cause I might take you out
You get smoked like some hash like we bakin’ out
I hear the rumors that be goin’ ’round
But I’m coolin’ takin’ dabs, blowin’ smoke clouds

Yung Simmie – 3 In 1 (Freestyle) (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Verse 1: Yung Simmie]
Fake niggas will never know realer
Ape shit like I hang with gorillas
Niggas talk hard they ain’t no killer
‘Til we pull up like "Hey lil’ nigga"
No like halo nigga
Extendos at yo’ halo nigga
Yeah I smoke but I don’t do swishers
Smokin’ moon rocks I moon walk like "Thriller"
My bitch white so I am that nigga
I pill up the block layin’ shots out the window
You can’t keep up ’cause yo’ ends low
I gotta be myself niggas copy like ten fold
I go hard but I make it look simple
I gave that bitch back she was somethin’ like a rental
I don’t wanna fuck, give me dental
If her ex here he get whipped with a pistol
So don’t diss me I don’t diss you
Ain’t talkin’ money I’ma have to dismiss you
Niggas sayin’ what they won’t do
Playin’ both sides but I been with the same crew
Been sippin’ drank, I be smokin’ stain
Nigga fuck beer I don’t do the brew
I be in the cut, rollin’ up the weed
Smokin’ by myself I won’t smoke with you
You ain’t from my hood what you doin’ on my block boy?
You lookin’ unusual
A suspect, and I make my hoes upset
If I don’t give ’em dick, they gon’ protest
I’m a jerk, no reject
Gettin’ to the money ’cause I need that
Pull up on yo’ block if you late where my green at?

[Verse 2: Lil Dred]
I be on the block where you can’t come
Catch you slippin’ on the block where you ain’t from
Once you hear them shots then you can’t run
Smooth criminal, like "Where the fuck he came from?"
Steph Curry nigga check out where I aim from
Ridin’ ’round with three Ks no handguns
KKK I’ma hang some
Hellboy, where you think I got this flame from?
Fuck boy, where you think I got this chain from?
If you lookin’ like a lick we gon’ take some
Head cracked like dice I’ma shake some
If I hit ’em with the right I’ma break somethin’
Once they see you tryna win now the hate comin’
I just play the back scene I don’t say nothin’
Yeah he doin’ a lot of talkin’ but he stay frontin’
Since you niggas wanna quack I will duck hunt

[Verse 3: Nell]
Feelin’ like motherfuck a hater
Type of nigga pull up all black like a raider
Type of shots loud enough to shake the equator
Killer clan coward talkin’ cut like a sabertooth
Whenever we aim at you, bitch we be buck
Pull up I’m a truck whenever we hit ’em up
Fuck nigga give it up, we deep like a sativa
Never gave a fuck ’bout a nigga so we thuggin’ when they see us
We just in a different city rollin’ weed up
Play my music for his girl and now she wanna meet us
In the hood smokin’ good throwin’ triple Cs up
Bitch you can give my dick a kiss
Nigga you can get with this
Mac shit, trill shit
Tryna act like Kill Bill in a field, bet a nigga get killed quick
Broke a nigga down for them pounds and them millions
Money, motivation, and Miami make us kill shit

Yung Simmie – Slick Talk (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)

[Verse]
I was in the back where they left me at
Nigga you don’t know me where you seen me at?
I be on the court where my team be at
You be on the sidelines where the cheerleaders be at
You know I’m always busy chasin’ greenbacks
I double back, I’m the hitman with double straps
And now I got yo’ chick high ’cause I got the sack
I’m switchin’ lanes, doin’ donuts in a Pontiac
Niggas claim they spitters where yo’ bars at?
If he ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money I won’t call back
I call Ricky, he pull up now yo’ skull cracked
I call Momo he pull up with that big mac
I’m smokin’ strong like a six pack
These niggas lie so I got no choice but to spit facts
I’m the last of my kind
I’m stackin’ every penny I could never drop a dime
And I can tell when you lyin’
I’m writin’ music on the plane just to make the time fly
Bitch I might do a drive-by
When I’m askin’ for my money better look me in my eye
And keep it real don’t lie
Tell me how you fucked it up tryna eat the whole pie
Fake niggas I despise
I can’t even trust a chick ’cause she only want my prize
I gotta eat so I’m want the supersize
One minute they with you then they wanna scrutinize
And I don’t like to socialize
I smoke OG ’til I got the China eyes
I was smoked out before it was legalized
And I can spot a hater with my eagle eyes
And you don’t even wanna battle
From the Wild, Wild, South, I might pull up on my saddle
You know I rose out the gravel
Only God can judge me, fuck a man with a gavel
You know how I’m comin’
Bang Camp Drumming, it’s nothin’

[Outro]
I just, I just, you know
I could’ve killed the last two bars, but it’s Simmie Season
Niggas know what it is
I mean, bow

Alyson Stoner – Woman (While You Were Sleeping EP)

[Verse 1]
I am not here to play nice
Or leave with a good review
Been in trouble once or twice
Biting more than I could chew

[Pre-Chorus]
Not my fault that I can do it like a man ’cause a woman no different
On the floor, I’m already a step ahead, see the cards you’re playing, baby
No chance left for your politics, better get a witness
I will never be contained, I got too much to say

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m a woman
Woman
I’m a woman
Woman

[Verse 2]
Toe to toe and head to head
Sweating bullets, I am sure
About to raise the stakes again
Time that I settled the score

[Pre-Chorus]
Not my fault that I can do it like a man ’cause a woman no different
On the floor, I’m already a step ahead, see the cards you’re playing, baby
No chance left for your politics, better get a witness
I will never be contained, I got too much to say

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m a woman
Woman
I’m a woman
Woman

[Verse 3]
Okay, honey, I think you understand
If you’re too close to the flame, you will get burned, yeah
And I’m a woman, a W-O-M-A-N
When you blow smoke, I catch my second wind
And it’s not my fault

[Pre-Chorus]
Not my fault that I can do it like a man ’cause a woman no different
On the floor, I’m already a step ahead, see the cards you’re playing, baby
No chance left for your politics, better get a witness
I will never be contained, I got too much to say

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m a woman
Woman
I’m a woman
Woman

Alyson Stoner – Back To Church (While You Were Sleeping EP)

[Verse 1]
Go ahead and pray for me
Cause I move just a bit unholy sometimes
It’s inside of me
Like a bat out of hell trying to get out tonight (tonight)
Now lock the doors, I’ll show you a rhythm that you never seen
I’ll take the lead
Meet me on the floor and I’ll tell you a secret baby, this is how it’s gonna be
I threw away the key, now you can never leave

[Chorus 1]
You’ll get high, I’ll get low
I’m not trying to save your soul
Oh, when your body hurts
I’m gonna take you back to church

[Verse 2]
Don’t belong to me
Might as well because I’ll be crossing the line
You’re so wrong for me
You could see it at first but now you’re just blind
Now lock the doors, I’ll show you a rhythm that you never seen
I’ll take the lead
Meet me on the floor and I’ll tell you a secret baby, this is how it’s gonna be
I threw away the key, now you can never leave

[Chorus 2]
You’ll get high, I’ll get low
I’m not trying to save your soul
Oh, when your body hurts
I’m gonna take you back to church
Back to church
I’m gonna take you, I’m gonna take you
Back to church
I’m gonna take you, I’m gonna take you
You’ll get high, I’ll get low
I’m not trying to save your soul
Oh, when your body hurts
I’m gonna take you back to church

[Bridge]
I’m just trying to take you
I’m not trying to save you
I’m just trying to take you
I’m not trying to save you

[Chorus 3]
You’ll get high, I’ll get low
I’m not trying to save your soul
Oh, when your body hurts
I’m gonna take you, I’m gonna take you
Back to church
I’m gonna take you, I’m gonna take you
Back to church
I’m gonna take you, I’m gonna take you
You’ll get high, I’ll get low
I’m not trying save your soul
Oh, when your body hurts
I’m gonna take you back to church
I’m just trying to take you

Alyson Stoner – The Boy Is Mine (While You Were Sleeping EP)

[Verse 1]
Try to come between us if you really want
My baby don’t need your love
I swear he don’t
Tell him it’s divine destiny how you belong
My baby don’t need to know
I swear he don’t

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’d be more concern, he was interested
If I felt I had any trouble pleasin’ him, but I clearly do fine
Why would he look around when he got the best?
Honey, please, shut your mouth it’s a waste of breath and time, why do you try?

[Chorus]
That boy is mine now
And I’m my baby’s one and only girl
The boy is mine
Every night, every day, every where
Every way we’re in love so
Why do you try?
That boy is mine now
And I’m my baby’s one and only girl
The boy is mine
Every night, every day, every where
Every way we’re in love so
Why do you try?

[Verse 2]
Try to say you’re different if you really want
My baby won’t listen no
I swear he won’t
Tell him what he’s missing
That you got it all
Sorry, but his hands are full
No, really though

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’d be more concern, he was interested
If I felt I had any trouble pleasin’ him, but I clearly do fine
Why would he look around when he got the best?
Honey, please, shut your mouth it’s a waste of breath and time, why do you try?

[Chorus]
That boy is mine now
And I’m my baby’s one and only girl
The boy is mine
Every night, every day, every where
Every way we’re in love so
Why do you try?
That boy is mine now
And I’m my baby’s one and only girl
The boy is mine
Every night, every day, every where
Every way we’re in love so
Why do you try?

[Breakdown]

[Chorus]
That boy is mine now
And I’m my baby’s one and only girl
The boy is mine
Every night, every day, every where
Every way we’re in love so
Why do you try?
That boy is mine now
And I’m my baby’s one and only girl
The boy is mine
Every night, every day, every where
Every way we’re in love so
Why do you try?