[Verse 1: New Playboi Carti] Yeah, my Gucci sneakers Got my [?] [?] my dick Hop in that boat with the [?] [Gibberish] [?] notice me She from overseas, yeah (Hello) Fuckin' on yo thot I got shit Honey on my dick its a [?] My stummy hurt My stummy hurt My stummy hurt
[Verse 2: KILLY] KILLY really made it out the basement Pull up to the party in my 8-6 Your chain is so small, looks like a bracelet All these zeros like i'm coming out the matrix KILLY really made it out the basement Wonderin' why everybody hatin' When I pull up to Toronto they go ape-shit Foreign lookin' like a fuckin' spaceship
[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley] Too many years down in the trenches, I got used to that Now they see me winnin', they like "How the fuck he doin' that?" I'm new to that, everybody claimin' that they used to rap I'mma shoot my shot and throw it up and then she threw it back That was like the middle of the damn night Everybody buggin', can't get off me like some headlights Made it out the dark and I ain't had to use no headlights Bitch, I had to go i'm runnin' every single red light Yeah
[Verse 4: Sheck Wes] Mudboy I'm the main-man, you a side-guy Bitches say that i'm a snack, like it's Five-Guys Sent a signal to my shooters, no Wifi Ain't the captain but these bitches sayin' "Aye, Aye" Sayin' "I, I, ain't a nice guy" (Bitch) I'm a cat, bitch you know that I got nine lives (Bitch) Sheck, Sheck Wes don't follow no guidelines Big bitch, stop wastin' all of my time (Bitch) Sayin' "I, I, I, ain't a really-really nice guy" Fuck that bitch, said my name was "Billy" like a white guy Young Sheck Wes on that cover of the High-Tide If you see me on the fuckin' highway then you might die Mudboy
[Verse 5: JID] I'm a paratrooper, parachute Instead of shooting, you invisible, I'm staring through ya Like a barracuda When I'm talking to ya, you like hallelujah I'ma follow through but I won't follow you Now, this my calling to I collar'd you, now what the dollars do now But, my dollars blue now Had to take a minute just to process through all the [?] I'm a figure rap, picture out, take the picture now Simmer down, I'ma sit em down, never live it down I'ma live it up, get it now, we can beef like In n Out Speaking on my name in vain, you a sinner now Everything paranormal I been very different, you been very normal I'ma god to all these rappers and they fellow mortals Cause I'm all about my business, I am very formal
[Verse 6: YBN Cordae] I make hits and I kill shit, I'm a hit-man Mom says that I made it big, I'm the big man I spin any rapper around, you acting like clowns I'm really out here serving these bitches like I'm the milkman You ain't even eating, someone go get on my meal plan Looking like a 5 year old saying he's a real man All your followers are fake, get some real fans I think that I'm great cause that's just how I feel, man That wasn't part of the plan I made a chart, then I charted again, started again I cannot tell her I love her cause, bitch, this ain't Barny and Friends I'm steady eating, they starving again You think you're hot cause you borrowed a Benz Who is the dopest? It hardly depends You're my son but, no, I'm still the star in end
[Verse 7: Post Malone] Ooh, I fell with your cigarette smoke Told it told my heart, and you never let go Told it told my heart, and you never get cold I thought I learned my lesson Never fall in love with your best-friend, yeah I thought I learned my lesson Never fall in love with your best-friend, yeah
[Verse 8: Juice WRLD/Roy Woods] Ooh, that was known I should've known I should've known If you want to know I should've known Should've never let me
[Verse 9: G Herbo] I'm back in the streets and my bag to the streets while I'm packin' the heat Say "can't rap on the beat" but I'm laughing so passionately and sit back in my seat I was just stacking my checks and I'm packin' a punch while you packin' your lunch and then some [?] but I turn you to dust like I'm Socrates back with a ray-gun Now they see me, I'm back with my bread ones I get that money like they never seen it Rapper, I'm genius They say G Herbo "he actin' the meanest" Bitch I'm a skater like Adam Levine is [?] Stripes like Adidas I been so high you can see me on Venus Never believe this, never could meet us Now they see me while I sell out arenas
[Verse 10: Gunna] Yeah, I been on the road, I been on the way I might pull-up, hit a lick, if you in my way I had to put that bit' right in her place I'm goin' hard, bitch get out of my way I came from the bottom, you can't make no mistakes Now my diamonds got more drip than a lake [?] If you come around here I'mma say to late I been making hits, okay (Huh) I been on my shit, okay (Huh) Diamonds on my wrist, okay (Huh) I been making hits on hits, okay (Huh) All this off-white on my fit, made that drip in a day Met that bitch in L.A Fuck that bit' on the same day
[Verse 11: Young Thug]
[Verse 12: Takeoff] I'mma scamma' in the cabana like a narco (Hol' up) I just get it, I spend it, breakin' no barcode (No) I beat the pussy up like i'm Naruto (Beat it) Yeah I travel, I pick a paddle [?]
[Verse 13: Blueface] Damn, I'm really trynna get my paper I'm trynna fuck, if she ain't trynna fuck then I'mma save her for later I'm trynna go up, I'm trynna get up just like an elevator If you don't want to talk to me, sorry I'll see you later Huh, yeah, I'm finna get it
[Verse 14: Kid Buu] (Kid Buu clone joke)
[Verse 15: Old A$AP Rocky] Nice to meet ya, these off-whites, no Nike sneakers Hundred thousands, that's the price to feature Never gave a f like my nicest teacher Hold up I'm in California My newest jacket cost the Mona Lisa Lui v on my jewelry this ain't new to me I'ma swipe the visa
[Verse 16: Immortal Technique] Corruption ingrained in the country Had to take a leap of faith, there is no god up above me But, there are children below, dying cold and, then still, the 3rd World not concerned for how the 1st World feels All of these politicians, dropping bombs despite the moms and the kids who never grew old Never got to be children Left forgotten in the particles, remain in the ashes I never heard the devil cry, I feel the pain when he's laughing And, that's like asking for a breath Saying bye to the oxygen Oxycotton and tomoxifen disrupting your college And, fuck your cosmopolitan You been trapped in a bubble Ignorant to all your brothers still trapped in the rubble
[Verse 17: Quadeca] I'm like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, she never wanted to pick up on my line I was too awkward, I acted like Einstein Tryin' to put together the pieces in my mind Too many hours on internet, faking my intellect in my bed Making a universe with my time (huh) I'm livin' life auto-pilot, 'cause I'm so fly and I'm not even tryin' (huh) Ain't nothin'-Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
