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Jay Steezy – Know Dat lyrics

Smashing your girl now you know dat
Smashing your girl you know

[Hook]:
I’m smashing your girl you didn’t know dat
Me and my n-gg-‘s we ball out
Counting them 50 you know that
Don’t f-ck with the clique that you hang with
F-ck with no p-ssy n-gg-
Get in my zone, gettin’ the money errday
F-ckin’ em b-tches errday
Yeah yeah yeah x2

[Verse 1]:
You gotta be trippin’ if you ain’t making profit
I’m just being honest
I’m trapped like a prophet my bank in my wallet
Getting that money I promise to get it
This sh-t is so easy
Smashed your girl she was easy
I’m just being honest my n-gg- she is easy
Bet you didn’t know dat
Bet you didn’t know dat
I just wanted the b-tch for the profit
Got to many safe in closet
Got 20 50’s in my pocket
I’m super fly like a rocket
Ayyy I just pull up is your daddy at home?
She came to the crib f-ck with a n-gg-
She say she really wanna get it
Bet you didn’t know dat
We ain’t never talkin’ if we ain’t talkin’ about money
I chose to get it
Either you love it or you hate it
F-ck whatchu saying
N-gg-‘s be wishing they living my life doe
B-tches be wishin’ i’m giving them cuddle
Don’t be poppin’ my bubble i’m on top of the hustle
Call you in a min right now i’m just gettin’ my money
Gettin’ the money you know dat
Gettin’ the money you know dat
Gettin’ the money you know dat

[Hook]:
I’m smashing your girl you didn’t know dat
Me and my n-gg-‘s we ball out
Counting them 50 you know that
Don’t f-ck with the clique that you hang with
F-ck with no p-ssy n-gg-
Get in my zone, gettin’ the money errday
F-ckin’ em b-tches errday
Yeah yeah yeah x2

[Verse 2]:
Man man she saying i’m the man
Me and my n-gg-s we be making it rain
Getting that money and i’m feeling your pain
No restrict no surrender
Ballin like michael jordan
N-gg- be wishing they rocking my chains
I might pull up in the bends
I got your girl in my ends
You can’t do nothing my n-gg-
You can’t do nothing my n-gg-
Rome is the name now you know
E double are my n-gg-s I love y’all
Just flex we flexin
Believe it my n-gg- you know it
Sticked it up it was easy
Getting that paper my n-gg- was easy
All your b-tches are easy

I’m super in faded in the club
F-ck who you talk about
These n-gg-s they know dat i’m ballin’ out
Thank god that I made it out
Now i’m balling and i’m young and i’m free
I’m caking she baking my n-gg- are making it rain
These n-gg-s drakin’
Bends are making her dancing
These n-gg-s they want it but I got it
Getting my money i’m about it now you know dat

[Hook]:
I’m smashing your girl you didn’t know dat
Me and my n-gg-‘s we ball out
Counting them 50 you know that
Don’t f-ck with the clique that you hang with
F-ck with no p-ssy n-gg-
Get in my zone, gettin’ the money errday
F-ckin’ em b-tches errday
Yeah yeah yeah

Carpenter Brut – Beware The Beast lyrics

[Verse 1]
We kiss shadows with the shape of our skull
Delicious bones caress the unknown
A dull ache from the hunger of flesh
Wild veins beneath the surface
A drug-rush as our bodies thrash
Then you put your hands around my neck
Coming up in a sea of lust
Tongues licking at the devil’s knife edge

[Chorus]
Beware of the beast
Inside your heart
When we’re dancing in the dark
And the night’s desire
Is burning with the devil’s fire

Beware of the beast
Inside your heart
When we’re dancing in the dark
And the night’s desire
Is burning with the devil’s fire

[Verse 2]
Dreams crawl (Crawl)
With flesh and blood
Our desire, cries out
Dreams crawl (Crawl)
With flesh and blood
Our desire howls out

[Chorus]
Beware of the beast
Inside your heart
When we’re dancing in the dark
And the night’s desire
Is burning with the devil’s fire

Beware of the beast
Inside your heart
When we’re dancing in the dark
And the night’s desire
Is burning with the devil’s fire

[Verse 3]
They say the devil
Will make work
Of idle hands
They say the mind corrupts
When the flesh is weak

We burnt our fingers
On the heat
Of the fire inside of me
Drowned our wits beneath a sea
A flood of urges way too deep

They say the devil
Will make work
Of idle hands
When the night
Cries out
With this wrong desire

[Chorus]
Beware of the beast
Inside your heart
When we’re dancing in the dark
And the night’s desire
Is burning with the devil’s fire

Beware of the beast
Inside your heart
When we’re dancing in the dark
And the night’s desire
Is burning with the devil’s fire
And the night’s desire
Is burning with the devil’s fire

Hollywood Undead – Gotta Let Go lyrics

[Chorus: Charlie Scene]
I just want a life that seems a little better than a dream
But I just can’t seem to get on my feet
So I gotta let go, gotta let go, gotta let go
I’ll hope someday that you will know

[Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears]
I sit back and think about the life I’ve had
So much to change, but I can’t go back
What happened to that kid? He used to play in the street
I think about that kid, he looked just like me
Had a smile, had a home, never grow old
When we grow up, do we have to grow cold?
Spent his whole life looking for salvation
Never realized nobody could save him
So all these words, for what they’re worth
I know it’s hard, I know it hurts
And we laugh at the past ’cause it’s how we learn
Welcome to the world, now let’s watch it burn

[Chorus: Charlie Scene]
I just want a life that seems a little better than a dream
But I just can’t seem to get on my feet
So I gotta let go, gotta let go, gotta let go
I’ll hope someday that you will know
You gotta let go, gotta let go
I hope someday you’ll understand

[Verse 2: Charlie Scene]
Sometimes it’s hidden, wish that I could see
A future picture of an older me
Would he be smiling and would he be happy?
Would he say a thousand words while looking right at me?
Is he different or the same old me?
Is he still chasing after these same old dreams?
I know that I’ll never reach perfection
At least he could point me in the right direction
Some grow old, and some grow cold
They’d sell their souls for a heart of gold
God only knows where the hell would I be
If I had the old me sitting beside me

[Chorus: Charlie Scene]
I just want a life that seems a little better than a dream
But I just can’t seem to get on my feet
So I gotta let go, gotta let go, gotta let go
I’ll hope someday that you will know
You gotta let go, gotta let go
I hope someday you’ll understand

[Bridge: Charlie Scene]
No one knows what it’s like to be alone
Please, tell me, is anyone out there?
No one knows what it’s like to be alone
Please, tell me, is anyone out there?

[Outro: Charlie Scene]
I just want a life that seems a little better than a dream

Meg Myers – Numb lyrics

[Verse 1]
When all is said and done
Tell me how to write this
Tell me how to fight this war
I’ll keep marchin’ on
Like a broken robot
Money back guarantee
I’m in your custody
But I’m not a criminal, I can be your next big thing
Look at what I’ve become
Silly little monster
Should’ve just held my tongue

[Chorus]
I hate the feeling of this weight upon my shoulders
Pushing the pressure down on me
You think you want the best for me but nothing really matters
If you force it won’t come, I guess I’m feeling numb
I guess I’m feeling numb

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wish I could fly
Through a secret trap door into another life
Bury my head in the sand
I don’t want to grow up
La la la la la la

[Chorus]
I hate the feeling of this weight upon my shoulders
Pushing the pressure down on me
You think you want the best for me but nothing really matters
If you force it won’t come, I guess I’m feeling numb
I guess I’m feeling numb

[Bridge]
I’ll play the game
I’ll do everything you tell me
All the losers win in the end
I’ll play the game
I’ll do anything you tell me
All the losers win in the end

[Chorus]
I hate the feeling of this weight upon my shoulders
Pushing the pressure down on me
You think you want the best for me but nothing really matters
If you force it won’t come, I guess I’m feeling numb
I guess I’m feeling numb
I guess I’m feeling numb
I guess I’m feeling numb

Stonerpop – Royalty lyrics

[Verse]
We’ll never find what we came for.
Chasing the past, winding up lost.

Getting high on nostalgia.
Everything moves, it won’t last.

Reaching out in the dark,
Every step could be the end.

Stay in place and we will fall,
Motion is our only hope.

[Bridge – Guitar]

[Verse]
We’ll never stop looking for them.
Moments in time, froze in the past.

Suffocate on nostalgia.
Breathe it all in, at what cost?

Breaking out of the dark,
Every step could be our fall.

Stay in place and see the end,
Motion is our only hope.

Stonerpop – Darling Won’t You lyrics

[Verse]
I’d rather be right than wrong,
Not seen as weak, but strong,
I’ve been this way so long,
Shoulda known all along.
I don’t know nothing about
This world but it’s full of doubt

[Bridge]
Darling won’t you use my shoulder?
To rest, to rest and take a break
Honey help me move this boulder,
The rest, the rest will fall in place

[Verse]
I’d rather be right than wrong,
Not seen as weak, but strong,
I’ve been this way so long,
Shoulda known all along.
I don’t know nothing about
This world but it’s full of doubt

Stonerpop – Headglow lyrics

[Verse]
I wanna go on a permanent vacation
I wanna feel the ultimate sensation
I’m gonna win, make it big, baby you will see

[Chorus]
I’ve got my headglow on, we’re turnt so up
You need to know I don’t put up with fuss
At night we run and play give me a push
It’s time to learn that you’ve run out of luck

[Verse]
I’m really tired of all your expectations
You need to learn I’m not your obligation
Please let it go, put it down, baby you are free

You don’t have to go just because it’s over
Because you love me don’t mean I am your lover
We can win, play pretend, baby we can be friends
And you will see

[Chorus]
I’ve got my headglow on, we’re turnt so up
You need to know I don’t put up with fuss
At night we run and play give me a push
It’s time to learn that you’ve run out of luck

Stonerpop – Human Nature lyrics

[Chorus]
Everybody wants somebody
Everybody wants to love
Who are you to stop the party?
Everybody wants because it’s human nature
You have to keep on fighting
Don’t keep your heart from feeling
It’s just human nature.

[Verse]
A wink – A glance
Laughter – Flashback

Wet eyes – surprise
Lonely – react

A scar – a scratch
Infect – create

A dream – esteem
Forgive – mistake

[Chorus]
Everybody wants somebody
Everybody wants to love
Who are you to stop the party?
Everybody wants because it’s human nature
You have to keep on fighting
Don’t keep your heart from feeling
It’s just human nature.

[Verse]
A touch – a nudge
Delight – amaze

Lockjaw – withdraw
Beloved – rephrase

A word – a lie
Protect – debate

Affair – despair
Nurture – heartbreak

Stonerpop – Physical Business lyrics

[Verse]
I call my friends
To make amends
I get off then
I get off then

But all my friends
Some won’t listen
I go off then
Oh so often

[Bridge]
Ahhhh Ahhhh Ah Ahhhhh
Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh

Ahhhh Ahhhh Ah Ahhhhh
Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh

Ahhhh Ahhhh Ah Ahhhhh
Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh

[Verse]
Where are my friends?
How’d this happen?
I can’t find them
I can’t find them

Patience so thin
I’m not playin’
I will find them
Do it again

I’ll get off then
I’ll go off then

Belly – What You Want lyrics

(feat. The Weeknd)

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Pusha T – What Would Meek Do? lyrics

(feat. Kanye West)

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Ballistix – Trapped Under Ice lyrics

[Verse]
Trapped under ice you can not breathe
Water in lungs as you try to scream
Through the ice a distorted truth
The only thing looking back at you

[Verse]
Drowning in a sea of lies
Shut your mind and close your eyes
Just parrot what they say
Blissful are the ignorant

[Verse]
Keep on floating along the stream
Don’t you struggle or dare to dream
Killing thoughts, suppressing feelings
Never question or ask for meaning

[Verse]
Woken by the thought of reason
Seeing through the intellectual treason
With final strength you break the ice
Salvaged on the shores of life

Austra – Utopia lyrics

[Verse]
I live in a city full of people I don’t know
People riding highways from the workplace to the home
I raise my head
I see they’re different than us
But I only want to hold your hand
My whole damned life

[Chorus]
I can picture a place
Where everybody feels it too
It might be fiction but I see it ahead
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do

[Verse]
Cut me a slice of the apple that I grow
My work is valid I can’t prove it but I know
A woman screams
She’s looking for meaning behind
A man who’ll make her cry
Her whole damn life

[Chorus]
I can picture a place
Where everybody feels it too
It might be fiction but I see it ahead
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do

Utopia x5

[Outro]
Like a hunter with teeth
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I’m running through a fountain of dirt
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do

Skrillex – Scatta lyrics

(feat. Foreign Beggars & Bare Noize)

Yeah, that’s right.
Skrillex, Bare Noize, Foreign Beggars

L.A., London, Dubai
‘Bout to get rowdy right now.
Yeah. I’m an all time fighter, I make the next guy look like an actor.
So the madman wail like they matter, when I touch mic I see the men
scatter,
and they wanna talk big, but when it comes to big it they bout to get
splatter,
So I tell them to relax yourself, go home to your mom and stop being a
catta
Many guys wanna parr, many guys lookin to take this thing far
Many guys looking to be some big star, but soon enough them man about
to get slappa
So there’s no need for chatter, no need for anything cheap and that’s that
Anybody making a ting to get smacked up, back up, fam no need to sound
back

When I touch mic I see the men scatta
scatta, as if I had a clutch on a magnum

You’re just another pawn in my game, another god figure pour in the rain
I’m a raw one, to much of a force to contain,
and I’m forced to repay all the thoughts of the brain,
by any means I ain’t putting pure spits to shame,
and I pit the scripts too much for the madem,
and I keep calm when more shits a spray, and when I’m letting off as if I
had a clutch on a magnum.
See you making at me in the fashion, most of these mc’s are straight
gassin,
yea they getting paid on the JSA, like its something like guy got draper
from Mad Men.
Bagging up while I’m racking hits by the minute, I’m sick with the lyrics,
so you best be backin up
chatta with a little more flex, doesn’t matta cos when I ratatat bars
watch the bare man scatta

When I touch mic I see the men scatta
scatta, as if I had a clutch on a magnum

Zaytoven – Back On It lyrics

(feat. Offset of Migos & Young Scooter)

[Intro: Young Scooter & Offset]
Yeah, haha
You already know it’s that muh’fuckin’ Trap Holizay
(If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you)
Got Offset with me
The best producer alive, Zaytiggy, yeah
(Zaytoven)
You know what I’m sayin?
You can’t get on Zay’ beats without wrapping cocaine, nigga
Yeah, real dope boy
Offset, takeoff on these niggas
Woo, woo, woo

[Chorus: Offset]
Walk in the club with the cash on me (cash)
Gang in the club with the strap on ’em (gang-gang)
I cut you off, turn your back on me (cut)
I hit a lick, double-back on it (huh)
I got four dubs who want back on it (woo)
Stuck in the kitchen, the MAC on ’em (stuck)
Stuck in the pot cookin’ crack on ’em (stove)
Percy and Molly, I’m back on it (woo)

[Post-Chorus: Offset]
Bitch, I don’t play with that money, no (no)
Boy, what you say, got a mil’ of those (woo)
Don’t duck a brick, rather finger-roll (finger-roll)
Bitch ridin’ dick on her tippy-toes (agh)
Fuck all this pack, nigga, fuck all this fame (uh)
Nigga, I’m up like I’m sellin’ cocaine (woo, woo)
Takin’ this jet to Quebec in this fame (woo)
My pockets loaded, can’t walk, need a cane (loaded)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Great Dane, big dog, continental, blue frog
Pumps sawed-off, what it good, did to cut the top off
Playin’ with the gang get you knocked off
It was all games ’til we popped off
MAC-11 sprayin’ like salt
Diamonds shinin’ when the lights off
I don’t care about the price, dawg
Dominican bitch with some nice jaw
Creepin’ in the night with your lady
Niggas hate it, but we been the greatest
Never lazy, pull up in the latest
Your pockets slim and they real shady
I’m with the mafia, cookin’ [?]
Shawty real [?], her left the opposite
That money you flexin’, I know that this all of it
Won’t text you ’cause I can’t wait to just stall a bitch

[Chorus: Offset]
Walk in the club with the cash on me (cash)
Gang in the club with the strap on ’em (gang-gang)
I cut you off, turn your back on me (cut)
I hit a lick, double-back on it (huh)
I got four dubs who want back on it (woo)
Stuck in the kitchen, the MAC on ’em (stuck)
Stuck in the pot cookin’ crack on ’em (stove)
Percy and Molly, I’m back on it (woo)

[Post-Chorus: Offset & Young Scooter]
Bitch, I don’t play with that money, no (no)
Boy, what you say, got a mil’ of those (woo)
Don’t duck a brick, rather finger-roll (finger-roll)
Bitch ridin’ dick on her tippy-toes (agh)
Fuck all this pack, nigga, fuck all this fame (uh, yeah)
Nigga, I’m up like I’m sellin’ cocaine (woo, woo, [?], nigga)
Takin’ this jet to Quebec in this fame (woo)
My pockets loaded, can’t walk, need a cane (loaded)

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
Do it for the streets (yeah, do it for the streets)
Let e’rrybody eat (yeah, let e’rrybody eat)
Sell dope on beats (yeah, sell dope on beats)
BMF, BG (skrrt, BMF, BG)
YSL (slime, YSL), Offset, QC (‘set, Offset, QC)
Four pockets full (count up, four pockets full)
Everyday for the streets (yeah, everyday for the streets)
Walk in the club with a hunnid-thou’
Everyday I leave the house, got a hunnid rounds (yeah)
Nigga turn up, get turned down (turned down)
Everyday ’round street, it go down (go down)
You ain’t no boss, nigga, you a ho ([?])
I used to get money with your CEO ([?])
The second rich nigga from Lil’ Mexico ([?])
You never did straight business, had to stretch the blow (free Meek)
Me an’ Offset, we count up checks (count up)
My jewellery [?] got ten Rolex
Used to be broke, that’s why I flex (flex)
A half a million ’round my neck (count up)
[?], pronto
Black Migo, head huncho
A wish a nigga turned his back on me
I get him whacked, pronto (street)

[Chorus: Offset]
Walk in the club with the cash on me (cash)
Gang in the club with the strap on ’em (gang-gang)
I cut you off, turn your back on me (cut)
I hit a lick, double-back on it (huh)
I got four dubs who want back on it (woo)
Stuck in the kitchen, the MAC on ’em (stuck)
Stuck in the pot cookin’ crack on ’em (stove)
Percy and Molly, I’m back on it (woo)

[Post-Chorus: Offset]
Bitch, I don’t play with that money, no (no)
Boy, what you say, got a mil’ of those (woo)
Don’t duck a brick, rather finger-roll (finger-roll)
Bitch ridin’ dick on her tippy-toes (agh)
Fuck all this pack, nigga, fuck all this fame (uh)
Nigga, I’m up like I’m sellin’ cocaine (woo, woo)
Takin’ this jet to Quebec in this fame (woo)
My pockets loaded, can’t walk, need a cane (loaded)

Zaytoven – Boot Up lyrics

(feat. Future)

[Intro: Future]
Zaytoven
Yeah
I want [?] some boot up (boot up)
You know I put the bag on ’em
(That’s that Molly in there)
Boot up, boot up, boot up

[Chorus: Future]
I want [?] some boot up (woo)
I want [?] some boot up (woo)
I want [?] some boot up
I got that work when I pull up
I want [?] some boot up
I want [?] some boot up
I want that foreign, I pull up
I’m in that foreign, I pull up (skrrt)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
I want [?] some boot up (skrrt)
I’m in a foreign, I pull up

[Verse 1: Future]
I’m tryna pass the momma (woah)
She tryna grab the movie
Tryna [?] on that boot up
Shawty gon’ fuck all the loot up (loot up)
I got them tabs, you poppin’ them [?]
You better go stack you some boot up
I’m livin’ like I’m Godzilla (yeah)
I’m bouta go see the killer
Takin’ the [?] with the pill
You don’t know what that done did to me (what it)
I gave him a [?] out in the chimney
I just copped this cold broad an’ she from the Philippines
She wanna fuck up the cost, for real
I see how she look at the [?]
You wanna take you a ‘Xanny?
I pass ’em out like they candy
Put my love inside a cup, pour it up at any
Shawty like the way I fuck when I’m on the Roxies
On a half-a-gram of yuck, you can’t stop me

[Chorus: Future]
I want [?] some boot up (woo)
I want [?] some boot up (woo)
I want [?] some boot up
I got that work when I pull up
I want [?] some boot up
I want [?] some boot up
I want that foreign, I pull up
I’m in that foreign, I pull up (skrrt)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
I want [?] some boot up (skrrt)
I’m in a foreign, I pull up

[Verse 2: Future]
She get that work when I ask for it (yeah)
I don’t give away no cash flow (nah)
I’m always down to my last four (woo)
I’m four-down on my last ho
Came in her mouth, are you hardcore? (yeah)
You get to give me an encore
They need to give me my own show
I done sold out on my own tour
I want the work when I [?]
I just need to see the cash first
I just need to see the bag first (bag)
I’ma get it, that my last word
[?] with a young [?]
But he ain’t doin’, I’m an outburst him
I’ma hit his bitch mouth first
I’ma show him how to floss first
See that nigga, he a boss, baby
I’ma show you that I’m bosser
I’ma have her saying, “Yes, sir” (yes)
Pimpin’ bitches, I did that first
NBA in my lecture (yeah)
I already ran off on Hector (woo)
I’m pourin’ up in a Tesla
An’ I get drops

[Chorus: Future]
I want [?] some boot up (woo)
I want [?] some boot up (woo)
I want [?] some boot up (woo)
I got that work when I pull up
I want [?] some boot up
I want [?] some boot up
I want that foreign, I pull up
I’m in that foreign, I pull up (skrrt)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
Boot up, boot up, boot up, boot up
Boot up, boot up, nigga (woo)
I want [?] some boot up (skrrt)
I’m in a foreign, I pull up

Zaytoven – East Atlanta Day lyrics

(feat. Gucci Mane & 21 Savage)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
East Atlanta Day
We don’t fuck with 12, nigga
East Atlanta Day
Nigga, East Atlanta Day

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Day
It’s a trap holiday, nigga, East Atlanta Day
30’s on the truck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I’ma make them put it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, we don’t give a fuck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Walking through my hood, looking like a hundred bricks
I got all this ice on me, shouldn’t even brought out all this shit
It’s Zaytoven and C-Note and Big Gucci in this bitch
Nigga put his hands on me I’m goin’ stupid in this bitch
Eight-figure Gucci and I’m lookin’ like the shit
I got so much cash right now, don’t know what to with all this shit
Yo girlfriend lookin’ at me like a groupie in this bitch
So I’m boutta shoot my shot, I feel like Cupid in this bitch
This for Edgewood, this for Kirkwood, I brought Glenwood in this bitch
Got me feeling like a young nigga, might pull up with the stick
Two hundred thousand dollar watch, I look just like a lick
And the way lil’ mama switchin’ you can tell she from the 6

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Day (Brr!)
It’s a trap holiday, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Drop top Chevelle, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I’ma give them hell, nigga, East Atlanta Day
We don’t fuck with 12, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, East Atlanta Day, nigga, East Atlanta Day

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
21 and PDE, that’s the East Atlanta gang, (Gang)
I shot a lot of niggas with this East Atlanta ‘K (21)
I robbed a lot of niggas in North Atlanta for their yay, (Facts)
They didn’t get no skraightening, but they feel some type of way
Drop down, broad day, niggas that Zone 6 shit, (Yeah)
We ain’t shoot nothin’ but them sticks, (Yeah)
Hit his car so many times, it did a backflip (Yeah)
I ain’t got nun for a bitch, but a fat dick (21)
Leave a nigga with a fat lip, yeah
Chains on me blingin’ ho
Fucked yo baby momma, yo kid’s Pampers need some changing ho (21)
All I hang around is drug dealers, killas, bangin’ ho (21)
We run East Atlanta, dare you think we don’t come skraightenin’ ho

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Day (Brr!)
It’s a trap holiday, nigga, East Atlanta Day
30’s on the truck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I’ma make them put it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, we don’t give a fuck, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Where ya from? Throw it up, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Drop top Chevelle, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I’ma give them hell, nigga, East Atlanta Day
We don’t fuck with 12, nigga, East Atlanta Day
Nigga, East Atlanta Day, nigga, East Atlanta Day

Zaytoven – Go Get The Money lyrics

(feat. Rick Ross, Yo Gotti, Pusha T & T.I.)

[Intro: Yo Gotti & Rick Ross]
That boy Zay on the beat
Maybach Music
Zaytoven
Aye, I’m talkin’ everything Versace
This shit like Versace dream, you know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?
(Aye, bruh, bring me one of them things that they put of they head and shit)
These four got Versace soul (I want the gown and all that shit)
Muthafuckin’ tea cup, silverware (I’m rockin’ them Js though)
I feel rich in this muthafucka’, aye

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I just got back from Dubai (bai)
I’m on these Xans so high (high)
I’m in first class with two-fifty (two-fifty)
I’m in first class Meek Mill (yeah)
Fuck JFK airport, lost my grip over Customs (Customs)
Say he had the one in Georgia (what?), he been sippin’ on that oil (aye)
I been out in Abu Dhabi, this shit got me spoiled (spoiled)
They be dressed up head to toe, all they bitches loyal
Wraith, Maybach (skrrt, skrrt), Drophead (skrrt), all that (skrrt, skrrt)
Versace, palace, I hope your hoe don’t post that
I may post a million cash Thursday, that’s a throw back
No more fun, that bitch boring, I may give your hoe back
This a Zay track and I talk nothin’ but yay on it
This that good music, fuck around and put ‘Ye on it
This a rock track, I fuck around and put Jay on it
Dope boy, I rock designer with my Js on
I’m always rockin’ Loubs so I’m always on the red carpet
I don’t watch the news, all this gossip none of my dogs started
Get money for a hobby, my living room a lobby
And all my niggas shooters, so honestly I don’t know who shot him
You snitchin’ and you rottin’, I see these little rappers teamin’ up
I think they plottin’, (brrr) got him

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Maybach Music
Go get the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay
Go get the money machine, Zay, plug in the money machine, Zay
Plug in the money money machine, yay, I need the money machine, yay
We need the money machine, yay, go get the money machine, huh
Go get the money machine, huh, go get the money machine, huh
Plug in the money machine, huh, I need the money machine, Zay
We need the money money machine, Zay, we need the money machine, Zay
We need the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay

[Verse 2: T.I.]
How much you think they would pay for your life?
In the trap with the weed and the yay and the dice
Do it big for my niggas doin’ bids in the struggle
Free Kaep, Meek, middle finger to them suckas
We don’t hear them motherfuckas, we get rid of motherfuckas
I’m a big dog, bark, you a little motherfucka
I get your bitch get dicked down right after she get ate like knife in her
Have her screamin’ THUG LIFE in her
Her face look better with my pipe in it
On Percocets and Vicodin, good weed and mushrooms
You see the drink is all in the kitchen and the white girls in and outta dressing room
I finna fuck that shit, is you in or not?
There’s a bag full of money, we’ll be in or not
From what I heard you asked me if I wanna get shot
Shoot somebody else do a bid or not

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
AMG the fo, carbon fiber, niggas peelin’ out
Push button, roof is changin’ colors, fuck the ceilin’ now
Cookin’ powder in a crockpot ‘til it’s spillin’ out
Million dollar marchin’ dope boys, bring my children out
Feel ‘em out, you the plug, spit ‘em out
You the hub, send ‘em out, Palm Island
Rent a house, fly her in, rent her mouth
Center stage, spendin’ now, send her back
Sweat it out, with a bag, breaded out, yeah!
I would rather sell dope forever niggas (ever niggas)
Take my chances instead of rappin’ with you peasant niggas (peasant niggas)
Underwater bring it back like it’s a treasure nigga (treasure nigga)
King Push and Zaytoven, it’s whatever niggas

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Go get the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay
Go get the money machine, Zay, plug in the money machine, Zay
Plug in the money money machine, yay, I need the money machine, yay
We need the money machine, yay, go get the money machine, huh
Go get the money machine, huh, go get the money machine, huh
Plug in the money machine, huh, I need the money machine, Zay
We need the money money machine, zay, we need the money machine, Zay
We need the money machine, Zay, go get the money machine, Zay

Zaytoven – Left Da Bank lyrics

(feat. Young Dolph)

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Hello, oh Zay, what’s poppin’?
Oh, I’m finna pull up
I just left the bank, ha

[Chorus]
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (woah, woah)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (yeah, yeah!)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (aye, yeah)
I just left the bank, uh I just left the bank (woo)
I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
I just left the motherfucking bank (uh huh!)
Yeah, I just left the motherfucking bank (woo)

[Verse 1]
I just left the bizank (bank)
Smoking on that stizank (stank)
Swerving in a foreign, on the E-Way, on that drizank (lean)
And my lil’ bitch with me, she so thick, that it’s a shizame (damn)
Yea, we got the same car, but mines cost more and it’s faster (zoom)
Naw, I don’t like rappers, and my lil’ bitch badder (bad)
Every other day, I’m at the bank making deposits (yup)
I carry a bookbag, I can’t do nothing with a wallet (rich racks)
Nine times out of ten I probably got them racks on me (yeah)
Ten times out of ten, you know I got a strap on me (yeah)
All these golden diamonds round my neck like I’m King Tut (aye)
You ain’t seen me bitch, then you ain’t seen nothing

[Chorus]
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (woah, woah)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (yeah, yeah!)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (aye, yeah)
I just left the bank, uh I just left the bank (woo)
I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
I just left the motherfucking bank (uh huh!)
Yeah, I just left the motherfucking bank (woo)

[Verse 2]
Walked in the bank smiling (ha)
Walked out the bank laughing (ha, ha, ha)
Cartier on my glasses (yeah)
Dumping gelato ashes (yeah)
Fifteen, start trapping (trap)
Rutger under my mattress (trap)
I ain’t never owed a nigga shit and I even pay all my taxes (never owed a nigga shit!)
I just left the bank (uh)
House by the lake (uh)
I just cut the front yard had too many snakes (uh)
Ain’t nobody straight, in these streets nobody safe (aye)
I can’t fuck with these niggas cause they broke and petty (damn)
Rose gold Patek (Philippe)
Backseat watching Belly (yeah)
All I need in this life of sin (what’s that?)
Me and my girlfriend (brr)
Makaveli

[Chorus]
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (woah, woah)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (yeah, yeah!)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (aye, yeah)
I just left the bank, uh I just left the bank (woo)
I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
I just left the motherfucking bank (uh huh!)
Yeah, I just left the motherfucking bank (woo)

[Outro]
Nine times out of ten I probably got them racks on me
Ten times out of ten, you know I got a strap on me
All these golden diamonds ’round my neck like I’m King Tut
You ain’t seen me bitch, then you ain’t seen nothing

Zaytoven – Mo Reala lyrics

(feat. Future)

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(feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

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Zaytoven – Wake Up & Cook Up lyrics

(feat. Quavo of Migos & 2 Chainz)

[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah
Trap Holizay
Migos

[Chorus: Quavo]
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Gotta put my fist in that bowl
Them niggas is so small, we call ’em tadpoles
You wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I got a (What you got Quay?)
Appointment set up with your bae
I got a bitch from the Bay
I got a truck out your bay
She telling me give her a taste
I put that dick on her face
I put that dick on her face
Yeah, like mace
Pull up and I set up shop
She drinking that shit by the shots
Stunt on the block, same spot
Pull up and count up the knots (knots)
Niggas out here straight pie
If you hanging with a group of guys
Better make sure they gon’ ride
I pull up like ¿cómo estás?
None of your traps exist, nigga
Selling that snort to your bitch, nigga
That ain’t making my dick bigger
Count it up and drop it on that fist, nigga
Look at your unc with that itch
Pop that, a nigga won’t twitch
Might as well pop at em first ’cause once you press em they gon’ say they ain’t said that shit man

[Chorus: Quavo]
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Gotta put my fist in that bowl
Them niggas is so small, we call ’em tadpoles
You wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
30 rounds and the clip clear
Make you and the Draco french kiss
Can’t stand a dirty ass kitchen
Broke up with my mistress
Took the fork and I bent it
Had a Panamera on Emmit’s
[?] and she pretty
Still her heart away like penny
Skrrt, yeah, that is the sound
I’m scraping the bowl
Momma depend on me, I ain’t got kids
I gotta make it back home
One phone call will get you killed
I ain’t even gotta scroll
Had apartment with no furniture
But at least I had a stove
Turned [?] to whitewater
’bout to get this splash on
Other day I walked into Gucci
Told them folks that I’m back home
Got the city on my backbone
Black on like sea bone
Money calling, check the ringtone
Phil Jackson with the rings on
Yeah

[Chorus: Quavo]
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Gotta put my fist in that bowl
Them niggas is so small, we call ’em tadpoles
You wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up
Wake up and cook up

Zaytoven – What You Think lyrics

(feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Jeremih & OJ da Juiceman)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
What you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110 (skrrt)
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is? Huh, huh

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
VVS the wrist, what you think this is?
Brand new coupe outside, this a brand new vibe
She love Dolla $ign, she know every line
Yeah, what you think this is? Uh, uh (ooh, yeah)
No pictures, bitch, what you think this is? (Ooh yeah)
Diamond gold tint expensive, that’s just regular (ooh yeah)
Do me wrong, I replace you, that’s just regular
Ayy, woo, switch up on this bitch
Ayy, Rollie got no tick
Ayy, got it off a lick
Ooh, ayy, she my first draft pick
Ayy, if you bag my bitch
Uh, you can have the bitch

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh, ayy, what you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is?

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
She gon’ bring a friend
Ain’t no 1-on-1s
What you think this is?
I got whips outside
Different color shit
Timbs in your side
[?]
What you thought this was?
Girl, I thought I told you, never fall with love
Put some sauce on the shrimp
Wipe me down, I’m a pimp
Bankroll like a blimp
Red ‘rari lookin’ rich
Got the money comin’ in
90s, 90s, ’96
Puttin’ gas in the whip
Don’t smoke no Reggie in the whip
What the fuck you think this is?

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
What you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is?

[Verse 3: OJ da Juiceman]
I just did ’em bad, uh
Brand new, paper tags, uh
Flyin’ down 110 in a RT Jag
I just blowed a bag, uh
Can you do the math? Uh
What you think this is? Uh
Million dollar crib, uh
Backyard, take a swim, uh
Still trap again, uh
Slam dunk, embrace, uh
Like a border rim, uh
Drop them zeroes in the water
Swim, baby, swim, uh
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Jumpin’ out the gym

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
What you think this is?
Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
Uh, what you think this is?
Ooh, yeah
What you think this is?

Lovele$$ – No Regrets lyrics

(feat. Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Lovele$$]
All Money Good
All Money Good forever, nigga, taha
G-g-g-good Work Charlie

[Chorus: Lovele$$]
Plug and no connect
Gotta show respect (spect)
Calculator, make sure everything correct (everything correct)
Blow a check, diamonds chokin’ on my neck (neck)
Tell the plug that I got everything on deck (nah)

[Post-Chorus: Lovele$$]
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Rack it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up
No regrets

[Verse 1: Lovele$$]
Sorry, I don’t do Ferrari’s
I prefer fish scale over calamari
Money machines (money machines), buyin’ millies (buyin’ millies)
Slangin’ things (slangin’ things), while the trap phone singing (yeah, yeah)
Burnin’ hundred dollar bills just to see the smoke (hoo)
This for all you niggas that wanna see me broke (I know you mad)
All the paper chasers fuck with me the long way (way)
Throwin’ up dollar signs ’cause everything the hard way
Bueno, bueno
You can smell it sh- cookin’ in the hallway
Did it my way, never did it y’all way
Saran wrap (saran wrap), vacuum seal (vacuum seal)
Rolex (Rolex), sex appeal
Lovele$$

[Chorus: Lovele$$]
Plug and no connect
Gotta show respect (spect)
Calculator, make sure everything correct (everything correct)
Blow a check, diamonds chokin’ on my neck (neck)
Tell the plug that I got everything on deck (nah)

[Post-Chorus: Lovele$$ & Lil Yachty]
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Rack it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up
I don’t know what you expect (know what you expect)
No regrets (yeah), everything for fame
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Rack it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (yeah)
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
No regrets

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Felipe the wrist, wrist on temper tantrum (yeah)
I might cop a mansion (mansion)
Diamonds steady dancin’ (dancin’)
Aquafina Soul Train gang, what’s my name? (woo)
Bitch, you be talkin’ too much, stay up in your lane? (Lil Boat)
Ayy, spread your hand, that’s how many cars I got (aye, five)
Ayy, spread both your hands, that’s how much I made last year (made last year, aye)
And I’m only twenty-years-old, take a bad bitch off the stripper pole (yeah)
Pullin’ up to the Citgo with only need six bucks and a vanilla cone
Brrr, don’t call my phone (Bueno)
My new bitch thick like a Haribone (gang)
Give me real diamonds, them CV stones
Swervin’ the whip ’round them traffic cones (skrrt)
And I’m good in every hood and every place (yeah)
I show love to every nigga in every state (gang)

[Chorus: Lovele$$]
Plug and no connect
Gotta show respect (spect)
Calculator, make sure everything correct (everything correct)
Blow a check, diamonds chokin’ on my neck (neck)
Tell the plug that I got everything on deck (nah)

[Post-Chorus: Lovele$$ & Lil Yachty]
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Rack it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up
I don’t know what you expect (know what you expect)
No regrets (yeah), everything for fame
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Rack it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (back it up)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (yeah)
No regrets

Rob $tone – Belaire Dream Lyrics

[Chorus]
I can’t stop, won’t pump my brakes
I push my people to the top and we can’t go another way
I’m deep inside my mind, I brainstorm all day
About the pieces to the pie I need on my plate
I can’t lie things are going my way
All these snakes in the game can’t even look me in the face
Who’d knew I’d be famous, I knew I’d be straight
And yeah I know I’ll be the greatest if I just stay patient

[Verse]
It’s hard to stay patient I want the profit
Don’t need no bottles poppin’ long as money in my pocket
I used to plot this, I made a wish [?]
My momma said “you got this”, got all my shit and got lit
I thought I lost it, but I ain’t lost shit
Just lost some people who ain’t wanna see a nigga boss up
I ran my cards up, now I don’t talk much
Just leave ’em starstruck, I’m gettin’ Starbucks
I go full throttle, drink my [?] right out the bottle
I’ve been sleepin’ with a model, she ain’t hit me with a follow
I give my heart up, sold my soul until my body rot
I’m grindin’ for my spot, I told my shorty I’m just after guap

[Chorus]
I can’t stop, won’t pump my brakes
I push my people to the top and we can’t go another way
I’m deep inside my mind, I brainstorm all day
About the pieces to the pie I need on my plate
I can’t lie things are going my way
All these snakes in the game can’t even look me in the face
Who’d knew I’d be famous, I knew I’d be straight
And yeah I know I’ll be the greatest if I just stay patient

Gzuz – Warum (Kid The Genesis Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
AMG Nigga
AMG
I got what you need
Sell my soul
Sell it for the dough
Sellin dope
Feed it to my hoes
To my bros
All them niggas who gon jump abroad
It’s a joke
I don’t need the hope
I might give you holes

Fuck that shit
I don’t need no gun
End you with my funds
Fuck the ones
I go geek a lot
I just get it done

Fuck the nigga who gon’ love a slut
Fucked her right
Now she wanna get above
Aye, aye, I don’t trust my gut

Now I’m gon’ get you hyped up (Hey!)
I’m gon’ get you swipe up
Right nut
Fat butt
Keep your mouth shut
Never ask what
Low life
Asking me for more light

Go flight
Private jet
Middle of the night
Bitch on my dick and she callin him Dyke
Never be askin for nothin I strike
If I be spottin on somethin I like
It’s gotta be mine can’t deal with it kind
Niggas like fine
You can be havin whatever you find
Snorting on lines
Fuck up yo time
Give me the head
I wouldn’t just mind

Shawty go grind
Shawty is fine
Look who’s behind
It’s just goin’ down
I’mma go get you declined
I’mma go get you refined
Huh, bitch look who is signed
Look who is signed
Bitch

[Hook: Gzuz]
Sie fragen: „Gzuz, warum bist du nur so?
Warum immer diese Sachen, aber nix mit Niveau?
Warum dies? Warum das? Warum nicht einmal mit Message?“
Und ich denk’ mir nur, warum hältst du nicht einfach die Fresse? (frag’ mich, warum)
Sie fragen: „Gzuz, warum bist du nur so?
Warum gibst du dir die Kante, warum bist du auf Koks?
Warum dies? Warum das? Warum für keinen Intresse?“
Und ich denk’ mir nur, warum hältst du nicht einfach die Fresse?
Warum

[Verse 2]
On the party
Every nigga wanna be like me
In the club
Every nigga wanna test my steam
Yeah I got that key
Yeah I know them reals
If a head bumpin in my head
Yeah It’s real
And I ain’t let nobody down my name nigga
I don’t let nobody steal my wave nigga
If I gotta kill you then let’s play nigga
If I gotta kill you I’m gon’ slay nigga
I know we throwin fists and you gon lay shit I
Didn’t mean to kill you but it’s K nigga

[Hook: Gzuz]

Juice WRLD – I’ll Be Fine Lyrics

[Intro]
And we live
And we recording
And it’s lean on it, yuh
Purple Rain
Okay, so

[Chorus]
I just popped a bean yesterday, it was a long night
I done did the right drugs, only on the wrong night
I was rocking off-white, tryna have a fun time
She gon’ eat like lunch time, molly got her on time
Fuck niggas don’t give respect, but I’ma die about mine
Swervo told me stop popping them xannies ‘fore I flatline
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I’ma be fine, I’ma be fine

[Verse 1]
But in the meantime, bitch, it’s lean time
Pop a bean time ’cause it ain’t killing me
My lil bro keep a 40, they thought his ass was security
Too busy making money, to worry ’bout making memories
But in the meantime, bitch, it’s green time
Maybe lean time, outta energy
My momma told me, “Stop the painkillers”
Them shits is killing me, I’ma be fine

[Chorus]
I just popped a bean yesterday, it was a long night
I done did the right drugs, only on the wrong night
I was rocking off-white, tryna have a fun time
She gon’ eat like lunch time, molly got her on time
Fuck niggas don’t give respect, but I’ma die about mine
Swervo told me stop popping them xannies ‘fore I flatline
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine

[Verse 2]
They know my name, oh wait
Put it in her mouth just like Colgate
Get outta line and you get punched in your face
Shouldn’t have been around here in the first place
Now you got a black eye
I got mob ties, I’ve got gang ties
Make you drown in your blood, just like high tide
Now I’m up, everybody wanna high five
Remember when they used to diss me in the lunch line
Now I’m eating steak and eggs when it’s lunchtime
I remember eating ramen, with a Glock .9
I remember when she left me for the next guy
Now she calling me her next guy

[Chorus]
I just popped a bean yesterday, it was a long night
I done did the right drugs, only on the wrong night
I was rocking off-white, tryna have a fun time
She gon’ eat like lunch time, molly got her on time
Fuck niggas don’t give respect, but I’ma die about mine
Swervo told me stop popping them xannies ‘fore I flatline
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I said hold up, bro wait, I’ma be fine
I’ma be fine I’ma be fine I’ma be fine

[Outro]
I woke up xanning
I sit down, I can’t stand it anymore
Can’t stand it anymore
More
I woke up leaning
So I woke up dreaming
And feening for more
For more
For more
One cup, I need four more
Hey I woke up leaning
So I woke up dreaming
And feening for more
For more
For more
One cup, I need four more
Hey!

Juice WRLD – Candles Lyrics

[Intro]
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
I’m not sure
(Yeah, I like that)

[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

[Verse 1]
I’ve been through the ringer
Tryna put a diamond ring on her finger
She love drama, she be watching Jerry Springer
Next thing you know, we all on Jerry Springer
I play love games, but no I’m not a cheater
She hate me when I sip codeine, I’m a leaner
The devil on my shoulder keep on telling me to keep her
Should I take her out or should I take her to the cleaner?
Love don’t end, girl if it means no good for me
She’s good for me, too good
These hoes love playing me
Heartbreaking me
Don’t pray for me
Just bring me drugs

[Bridge]
Just give me drugs
Just bring me drugs
Just give me drugs

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

[Verse 2]
I told her run around and get away, I think I need a getaway
I need to call a timeout, I need to set another play
I need an umbrella ’cause every day feels like a rainy day
I need something other than Xannies to take the pain away
I ran away to California, I’m tryna cut corners
Say they bossing me around but you know I don’t take orders
Yeah, I had to move around, I was starting to feel cornered
I can’t see the front door
Starting to feel cornered, starting to feel slaughtered
Started to not give a fuck, screaming out, “Why bother”
My ex-bitch too bad, my next bitch way hotter
We met in a car crash, she ride it like full throttle

[Chorus]
I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

Juice WRLD – I’m Still Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh
Like oh-woah

[Chorus]
I’m holding my breath and watching my step
I’m listing regrets, and you made that list
You’re my depression, your first impression wasn’t deception
You were lyin’
Bitch, I’m still flexin’, with my heart broken
Got my heart open, I’m not high yet
Bitch, I’m still moving I’m in slow motion
I wrote my dosage I’m getting higher
Bitch, I still, I still, love my pills, I feel
You can’t feel, I feel you can’t feel, I feel
Bitch, I still, I still love my pills, I feel
You can’t feel, I feel, you can’t feel, I feel
Ooh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh, oh

[Verse]
Fell in love with your face off the shrooms
The way it animates your eyes in the room
I can see the stars when I’m gazing at you
Now I need the car with the stars in the roof
Elephant all in the room, she buried me in a tomb
I’m feeling over consumed
She walking me to my dorm, I see her face in my room
When im along in the room I’ma blame that on the shrooms
Oh, feeling ridiculed, feeling like a fool, don’t know what to do
Lost my heart, don’t got shit to lose

[Chorus]
I’m holding my breath and watching my step
I’m listing regrets, and you made that list
You’re my depression, your first impression wasn’t deception
You were lyin’
Bitch, I’m still flexin’, with my heart broken
Got my heart open, I’m not high yet
Bitch, I’m still moving I’m in slow motion
I wrote my dosage I’m getting higher
Bitch, I still, I still, love my pills, I feel
You can’t feel, I feel you can’t feel, I feel
Bitch, I still, I still love my pills, I feel
You can’t feel, I feel, you can’t feel, I feel
Ooh, ooh, oh
Ooh, ooh, oh

Juice WRLD – Hurt Me Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
Turned to a whole different person, drive my whip
Crash my whip off the drugs I’m swervin’

[Chorus]
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But the drugs won’t hurt me, the drugs won’t hurt me
Ex girlfriend keeps calling my phone
But the bitch can’t hurt me, so I’m not worried
All alone, did it on my own
So I show no mercy show, I show no mercy
With my bros but I got my pole screaming “please don’t urge me, please dont urge me,” yuh

[Verse]
Screamin please don’t urge me
And fuck these hoes all they do is irk me
I smoke my dope and I pop my perky
And l lock my phone cus these hoes be lurkin, yuh
Yeah, these hoes be lurking
A bad lil bitch with her hips so curvy
I drive my whip off the drugs, I’m swervin
She ride my dick off the drugs, she swervin, woah

[Pre-Chorus]
Turned to a whole different person, drive my whip
Crash my whip off the drugs I’m swervin’

[Chorus]
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But the drugs won’t hurt me, the drugs won’t hurt me
Ex girlfriend keeps calling my phone
But the bitch can’t hurt me, so I’m not worried
All alone, did it on my own
So I show no mercy show, I show no mercy
With my bros but I got my pole screaming “please don’t urge me, please dont urge me,” yuh

[Outro]
Turned to a whole different person, drive my whip
Crash my whip off the drugs I’m swervin