[Intro]
(Pliznaya, Pliznaya, Pliznaya)
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Drop a little check, get active, action
Babyface savage, gon’ pull up blastin’
Drop top comin’ down Sunset, smashin’
Drop top comin’ down Sunset, smashin’
Magic with the ratchet, make these bitches disappear
Itty bitty bitches in my mentions, listen here
Itty bitty bitch, I run the city like the mayor
The bitch with the red ponytail in her hair (In her hair)
Ridin’ this beat like a motherfuckin’ snare
Playin’ with the bands like a bankroll (Bankroll)
Pockets full of huncho, hundos (Boom, boom)
Gotta keep the nine like Rondo
Cop a new condo, pronto
Rollin’ Backwoods, no Fronto, fuck no
Been had the juice, ten shots out the Bronco
Your bitch mad ’cause she ain’t the one, though
(The one though, bitch)
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Get, get, get, get
Stones in the Cartier, hoes get naughtier
.44 leave a lil’ hole in everybody here
Money, hoes, bitches, got more than everybody here
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
‘Fore I get up out of here, we gon’ let up out of here
Them broke hoes came to fuck, gon’ get a body here
Had a redhead with me, it ain’t no Lil Yachty here
41 millimeter face, first 48
Bust down, water got it floodin’ out the Rollie face
Money made, more to make, lot of hoes, more to take
New car, stolen plates, fast like Golden State
Nigga trippin’, tell him he can get it by the shoulder blade
AK chopper, my bitch, we should go on dates
30 in the dirty on my hip, goin’ both ways
I’ve been up four days, trappin’ out the hallway
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie & Tory Lanez]
Comin’ out hard like ’88 (It’s Tory), make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die

Let’s get consumed
Outside, outside, outside
Inside o’ you
So forget me not
We’re doin’ trust falls
Up at the mountaintop
C’mon, don’t let me drop
Now that we’ve found a spot
And when we swung high on the pendulum
We just hung there in the sky
[Pre-Chorus]
Just float
Just float
Just float
[Chorus]
It’s too nice out
Let’s play hooky
And get high ’til we both float away
We won’t show today
Doesn’t matter what they say
What goes up can stay Can I steal away your grief
And suspend your disbelief? Could you ever love a thief? But why not let them bloom? Let’s put on a show
‘Cause it’s never what you say
No, it’s always in the way
That you say what you mean
Oh, oh, oh
Wrap your legs around my back
And hold me tight until we’re talkin’ in tongues
Then when we pass the spirit
We can yell forever at the top of our lungs
[Pre-Chorus]
Just float
Just float
Just float
[Chorus]
It’s too nice out
Let’s play hooky
And get high ’til we both float away
We won’t show today
Doesn’t matter what they say
What goes up can stay
[Verse 2]
Don’t sweat the goons
All we do is crack a smile
When we hear ’em callin’
“You should go get a room”
Every stop to think the pollen in the air
Is from all the flowers fuckin’ each other? [Chorus]
It’s too nice out
Let’s play hooky
And get high ’til we both float away
We won’t show today
Doesn’t matter what they say
What goes up can stay (Uh, uh)
[Verse 1]
If you tell me I’m the one
While we’re lying in the sun
Would you sign it on a piece of paper? Could we live beyond our doubts
In a world where we don’t need erasers? Do you know what you’re about?

(How does it feel?)
How does it feel? Huh? Huh?)
Feels alright
Feels alright
Feels alright
[Outro]
Pretty nice, huh? Huh? Huh? (Huh? Is my heart ripped out or just shriveled up? We can go on for days like that Eyes wide open, let me know what you hear
Might be a slight ringin’ in your ears
[Refrain]
It’s check-in time, how does it feel? (How does it feel?)
How does it feel? Add water and it’s back like a brine shrimp
Rob, pimp, fuck, steal, murder, limp by, scrimp
Welcome to your life, kid, rock bottom shithole
Grab a shovel, dig down, try to hit coal
Santa’s in the North Pole doing fentanyl
No more good little boys so he meant to kill himself
But he couldn’t find a vein with the hot steel
He couldn’t find himself at all, bitch, he’s not real
[Chorus]
Does it feel fucked up? Does it feel fucked up? Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Does it feel fucked up? Does it feel fucked up? Huh? [Verse 1]
Did the bull crush me or do I still give a fuck? [Verse 2]
I’d be real dumb if I seem super
Every day we’re diggin’ out our souls with an ice cream scooper
Visine might clean our tears
But I fear you’d be worse off if your sight’s clear
Don’t like the view here, all my pyros
Go fill your eye droppers up with some nitro’
‘Glycerin, discipline, steady with the hand
Wanna have your mind blown, ready for a bang?

[Chorus]
Please excuse me while I fuck it up
Please excuse me while I fuck it up
I was just getting to know you
[Verse 2]
Wanna burn the house down (Oh yeah)
Pack up and get outta town (Oh yeah)
Drive without turning around
Arrive ridin’ the waves and hold hands while we drown
Ain’t no limit, never heard of high ceilings
Never timid, it’s a certified G thing
Even after getting thirty-five bee stings
Still the motherfucker wouldn’t hurt a fly’s feelings
But being nice is sometimes not so nice
It’s not so nice, no, no (Nice)
Got dropped, didn’t stop
I was caught up in my life like
Hey, batter batter, hey, batter batter
Hey, better suck it up, buttercup
But I’d rather not look sharp
I was lookin’ out for love and I puckered up
Better buckle up ’cause I fuck it up again and again
And I’m sick of thinking of my stupid-ass heart each time
[Pre-Chorus]
Every time, every time, every time
Every time, every time, every time
Every time, every time, every time
[Chorus]
Excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Please excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Please excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Again
Fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Again
[Outro]
Yeah
Hey
Hey, again
Hoo [Intro]
Oh no, hey
Oh no, hey
[Chorus]
Excuse me while I fuck it up
Please excuse me while I fuck it up
Excuse me while I fuck it up
Fuckin’
[Verse 1]
Wanna crash in slow-mo (Oh no)
Repeat our patterns and blow, oh no
I’m all plaid, you’re all mad
The amateur saboteur’s ’bout to go pro
What I know is that the people aren’t runnin’ the show
Any minute to another they come and they go
And they never gonna get what the government owe
So do what you gotta to pick up enough of the dough
I don’t see the benefit of us comin’ to blows
Give it a second, honey, I bet I’ll be stubbin’ my toe
What we got doesn’t come by a lot
So we shoot every shot to work it out
But I’m dumb in love, out of touch
Is it too much or not enough?

[Intro]
Bitch, yeah, ayy, bitch
Is that Shoki on the beat? I just left London, I just left London
Ayy, yeah (Bitch), ayy, ooh (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
[Verse]
The whole damn gang, dumb, dumb, and dumbass
Pull up on them and I’m letting the gun blast
I got like forty-five left in this Glock
This is my mop and it hold fifty shots
I took that Lambo’ right off of the lot
And did the dash, I had to run from the cops
Double the cup that I’m pourin’ the drop
And drink it fast, bitch, I be sippin’ a lot
Put fifty-thousand dollars on a watch
And spent the bag just to look down at this clock
Watch me turn up on these niggas
Got ’em mad, now they wishin’ a nigga would stop
When I run down on a nigga
I do him bad, yeah I knock his ass right out his socks
Don’t try to clown me, lil’ nigga
You wasting your time and I wish that you niggas would stop
[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt

[Intro]
Fatality
Whoo Kid
Silence
Fatality
[Chorus]
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
[Post-Chorus]
(Whoo Kid), turn up
Turn up
(Whoo Kid)
Turn up
[Interlude]
Fatality
Woo
[Verse]
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
All I wanna do is party, my head keep on spinnin’ ’round
Baby girl, why don’t you bust me, drop it to the ground
[Chorus]
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, down, down, down (Let’s get ready to rumble)
[Post-Chorus]
Turn up
Up
Up
Turn up
Up
Up
Up
[Outro]
Fatality

(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there? (Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there? So won’t nobody be trippin’
[Verse: Tony Yayo]
Hawaiian snow under the microscope
Greenhouse, Red Light, about to eat smoke
No laws, I feel so free there
Zero violence, weed all in the air
I’m ’bout to hit Bob Marley’s shop
Roll a big spliff with some Guinness style
No cameras in the Red Light
And them girls get tested by the government, and every night
Eat a weed brownie and catch a sex show
Guy in a gorilla suit fuck a nympho
Roll up, I feel so free here
Bongs made of ice, smoke the best weed here
But it’s time to leave here
Next stop London, bruv got a nigga in
And I left 50 bags in the ‘telly
To call my office up, just to fuckin’ tell me
[Interlude: Tony Yayo]
You know, they thought I was booked for two more days in Amsterdam in the Grand Hotel
I left 50 bags of weed there, you know, but…
They called me up to tell me I left my weed
I was in London, I can’t bring that shit on the plane, you know? Ooh, ooh, ooh
Whoo Kid
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Fatality (Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there? [Intro]
Whoo Kid
DatPiff.com world premiere
[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
I’ma throw some good vibes out there
So won’t nobody be trippin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there? (Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
So won’t nobody be trippin’
[Outro: Watch The Duck & Waka Flocka Flame]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Brick Squad! Whoo Kid
[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
Wanna go somewhere
Where all my niggas is just livin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there? Don’t you wanna go there?

2 in the mornin’
I’m still recording
Thinking ’bout you got me losin’ my focus
Wish you were here so we could get on it
Sippin’ this hennessy got me so horny
Got me drunk texting you
Telling you all the things i’ma do
I’m getting wet from the thought of you
I’m on my way to you
Sound like a melody
The sounds that i make when you enter me
Let’s get high boy and just vibe
Fuckin’ to this beat got us goin’ all night
Those are the thoughts goin’ through my mind
Of this, of this hennessy
If it looks this good then imagine how it tastes
I’ve been smokin’ weed and drinkin’ hennessy without no chase
Boy the things that i’ma do to you
I swear that you can’t take
When i drop my clothes and sit it on your face
The sounds i make
Sound like a melody
The sounds that i make when you enter me
Let’s get high boy and just vibe
Fuckin’ to this beat got us goin’ all night
Those are the thoughts goin’ through my mind
Of this, of this hennessy
Sound like a melody
The sounds that i make when you enter me
Let’s get high boy and just vibe
Fuckin’ to this beat got us goin’ all night
Those are the thoughts goin’ through my mind
Of this, of this hennessy

[Hook]
My house in Budapest, my
My hidden treasure chest
Golden grand piano
My beautiful Castillo
[Refrain]
You, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
[Verse 1]
My acres of a land
That I’ve achieved
It may be hard for you to
Stop and believe
[Refrain]
But for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
But, for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
[Chorus]
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away
[Verse 2]
My many artifacts
The list goes on
If you just say the words, I’ll
I’ll up and run
[Refrain]
Oh, to you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
Oh, for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
[Chorus]
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away, oh-oh-oh
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away
[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh, oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-ooh
[Verse 3]
My friends and family
They, don’t understand
They fear they’ll lose so much
If you take my hand
But for you–
My friends and family
They, don’t understand
They fear they’ll lose so much
If you take my hand
[Refrain]
But for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d lose it all
But for you, ooh, you, oh
[Chorus]
And now, give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away, oh-oh-oh
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away
[Hook]
My house in Budapest, my
My hidden treasure chest
Golden grand piano
My beautiful Castillo
[Refrain]
You, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
Oh, for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all

Is there something to do? [Verse 7: Dave Gahan]
I’d put your pretty dress on
[Chorus: Martin L. Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Gore]
Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Gore]
Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Gore]
Is there something to do? Gore]
Is there something to do? Come with me
And tell me
[Chorus: Martin L. [Verse 1: Dave Gahan]
My little girl, won’t you come with me? Is there something to do? [Interlude]
[Verse 6]
You’re feeling the boredom too
I’d gladly go with you
I’d put your leather boots on
[Chorus: Martin L. Is there something to do? Gore]
Is there something to do? Gore]
Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Gore]
Is there something to do? Is there something to do? [Verse 2: Dave Gahan]
I’m going crazy with boredom
Come with me
And tell me
[Chorus: Martin L. [Interlude]
[Verse 4: Dave Gahan]
I can’t stand another drink
It’s surprising this town doesn’t sink
You’ve got your leather boots on
[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
(Is there something to do?)
(Is there something to do?)
(Is there something to do?)
(Is there something to do?) [Chorus: Martin L. Is there something to do? Is there something to do? Is there something to do? [Verse 5: Dave Gahan]
Your pretty dress is oil stained
From working too hard for too little
You’ve got your leather boots on
[Chorus: Martin L. [Verse 3: Dave Gahan]
Grey sky over a black town
I can feel depression all around
You’ve got your leather boots on
[Chorus: Martin L.

Limo 4 emos ×3
I’ll pick you up ×3
Limo 4 emos×2
(Let’s go!)
You’ve got knives in your broken heart
I’m outside in my go-cart
So cuff your last pair
And put up your black hair
In a bun
And come fast
We can run like mascara
You got force like Joan of Arc
And he falls short like Bonaparte
You deserve greater
I know I’m no not savior
But I’m here right now
So let’s go
Kinda feels like we’ve been running every day of our lives
And shattering hearts
And having ours cracked
But if you went and threw the broken hearts in a pile
And add to the stack
Then what do you have
You in the black
Deep in the red
If you’re in your bed then you should come meet me instead
And out of the misery you know you’ve got a friend
Said you got me
(You got me)
(Can’t break you down)
I’ll pick you up ×5
(Limo 4 emos ×2)
I’ll pick you up ×5
Anytime anywhere
Cry and I’ll be right there
(Let’s go!)
They want us moving at the speed of light
But we won’t hurry
Let’s hit the city and stay out so late
That it gets early
Like early on when we were living on the cheapest thrills
Because the town we fell in love with has the steepest hills
But those downs rebound to ups
Tried to push dad’s coup and torch the clutch
And they built us with extra gears
And our cars run on ex’s tears
Last night I realized I’m still sleeping on my mattress edge
Saving room for someone who’s not coming back to bed
But if we meet
I got room here in the shotgun seat
But if you’d rather take the keys
Please, I’ll put up my feet
We pay taxes
We live frugal
Wear new suits
To old friends’ funerals
Have true loves until they’re false
[But when you’re down
(I’ll pick you up)]×5
Cry and I’ll be right there
I’ll pick you up ×5
{Cry and I’ll be right there
[(Let’s go!)
(Limo 4 emos)]×3}x2
Limo 4 emos

[Bridge: Jay Park & KYLE]
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? Yeah
Yeah
I been on the same shit
[Chorus: Jay Park, KYLE, Jay Park & KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? I ain’t got no time for that
Might need me a refund
‘Cause I’ma need that time back
[Post-Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? I don’t got the time for that
Might need me a refund, haha
I’ma need that time back
[Verse 1: KYLE]
You say you’ll try
I’ve heard that line a thousand times before
I’m not sad, I’m not cryin’
If you mad, that’s fine, but I think that I should go
Yeah, why you tryna play me? You been on that new stuff
I been on the same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? Yeah
Who? You been on that new stuff
And I been on the same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? You bein’ a different you and I’m bein’ the same me
You coulda had Gucci, but now that’s Old Navy
And your homegirl wanna date me, she shady, baby
[Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? You been on that new stuff
And I been on that same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? [Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? (yeah, yeah)
You been on that new stuff
I been on the same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? (With me, with me)
I don’t got no time for that
Might need me a refund, yeah
I’ma need that time back
[Verse 2: Jay Park]
[Chorus: Jay Park]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? I don’t got no time for that
Might need me a refund (refund)
I’ma need that time back, yeah
[Outro: KYLE]
Da-da-da

[Chorus]
When I was older
I was a sailor
On an open sea
But now I’m underwater
And my skin is paler
Than it should ever be
Mhm
[Verse]
I’m on my back again
Dreaming of a time and place
Where you and I remain the best of friends
Even after all this ends
Can we pretend? I’m on my-
I’m on my back again
It seems more and more
Like all we ever do is see
How far it bends
Before it breaks in half and then
We bend it back again
[Pre-Chorus]
Guess I got caught in the middle of it
Yes I’ve been taught, got a little of it
In my blood, in my blood
Memories burn like a forest fire
Heavy rain turns any funeral pyre
Tonight, in the flames
[Chorus]
When I was older
I was a sailor
On an open sea
But now I’m underwater
And my skin is paler
Than it should ever be
[Bridge]
I’m watching movies back to back
In black and white, I never
Seen everybody do it like I do it any better
Then going over you, I’m overdue for no endeavors
Nobody lonely like I’m lonely and I don’t know whether
You’d really like it in the limelight
You’d sympathize with all the bad guys
I’m still a victim on my own right
But I’m the villain in my own eyes
[Outro]
When I was older
I was a sailor
On an open sea

[Outro]
She likes my diamonds and my pearls
I said “thanks my girl designed it” Does the ice you rock make you painless? Spending a grand on lunch
You gonna be broke with that kinda stuff
You ain’t even bought your mama shit
But you gotta spend cause you wanna look rich
This LA living got you changing
You out here shining on these niggas like you stainless
You out here ballin on these niggas, Calvin Cambridge
Aye tell me, is this life you live worth it? [Intro]
Let’s just
Let’s ju-
Let’s just do this and quit acting like
We ain’t got life
Let’s just do this
It’s the remix baby (let’s just do this)
[Chorus]
She likes my diamonds and my pearls
I said “thanks my girl designed it”
Amine might just steal your girl
If you call me Trey Songz I don’t mind it
Trying, west side n***a I am
Liking, the way that you move
The way that you move
It’s the way that you move
[Verse]
I’m on south beach
Tryna leave
High as hell need vacancy
Got a flight that I gotta catch
So sober up for security
You know TSA don’t play
These rappers get the pj
But they don’t make pj weight
It’s sad cause it’s so fake
My nigga why you
Fucking your commas up?

[Bridge: French Montana]
Got so high to call mama
So high to call mama
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Pull up on a boulevard
Straight to the point, I don’t talk
I got a coupe, I can’t park
All my dogs go hard
[Chorus: Quavo]
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
[Verse 1: Quavo]
I just want to see lil’ mama
Bounce that ass like a drummer
Because I got an anaconda
She do what ever I wanna
I wanna go and tell my mama
Her hair so long like Rapunzel
She told me don’t eat your lasagna
So I gotta listen to my mama
[Bridge: French Montana]
Got so high to call mama
So high to call mama
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Pull up on a boulevard
Straight to the point, I don’t talk
I got a coupe, I can’t park
All my dogs go hard
[Chorus: Quavo]
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
[Verse 2: French Montana]
If you all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
Long as I throw it up, you look back at it
Got me coming back like a crack addict
I take a night off and I’m back at it
[Bridge: French Montana]
Got so high to call mama
So high to call mama
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Pull up on a boulevard
Straight to the point, I don’t talk
I got a coupe, I can’t park
All my dogs go hard
[Chorus: Quavo]
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you