Mac DeMarco – On the Square Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
Brother’s hands
This time it’s in brother’s hands
Baby are you satisfied
Is this all that you had in mind
[Chorus]
On the square
Live a life that isn’t there
Square it up
Call me once you’ve had enough
[Verse 2]
Brother’s hands
Feel the grip of brother’s hands
Maybe it’s been rectified
Locked outside and left to die
[Chorus]
On the square
Live a life that isn’t there
Square it up
Call me once you’ve had enough
[Chorus]
On the square
Live a life that isn’t there
Square it up
Call me once you’ve had enough

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Madonna – Crave Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Madonna]
I’m tired of being far away from home
Far from walking home, far from where it’s safe
Hope it’s not too late
Rush, rush, rush on you, love, love, love on you
Love you like a fool, put my trust in you
[Pre-Chorus: Madonna & Swae Lee (Both)]
‘Cause you’re the one I crave
And my cravings get dangerous
The feelings never fade
I don’t think we should play with this
Said come, come get me straight
I don’t think we should wait for this
‘Cause you’re the one I crave
And my cravings get dangerous
[Chorus: Madonna & Swae Lee]
Ooh (ooh), my cravings get dangerous
Ooh, I don’t think we should play with this
Ooh (ooh), my cravings get dangerous
Ooh, I don’t think we should wait
[Verse 2: Madonna & Swae Lee (Both)]
‘Cause I’m just me (yeah), that’s all I can be (ooh)
Something real (yeah), something I can feel
You know I just can’t change, this is how I’m made
I’m not afraid
Take me to the place
[Pre-Chorus: Madonna & Swae Lee (Both)]
‘Cause you’re the one I crave (crave)
And my cravings get dangerous
The feelings never fade
I don’t think we should play with this
Said come, come get me straight
I don’t think we should wait for this
‘Cause you’re the one I crave
And my cravings get dangerous
[Chorus: Madonna & Swae Lee]
Ooh (ooh), my cravings get dangerous
Ooh, I don’t think we should play with this
Ooh (ooh), my cravings get dangerous
Ooh, I don’t think we should wait
[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
You’re on me, I don’t think you should wait (wait)
You’re on me (pull up), one pull up away (away)
You’re down to ride, ride me like a wave (ride, yeah)
I gave you a sensation (ooh)
Loner, days we used to chase
It’s do or die, yeah my love life can get crazy (crazy)
It’s on the line girl, you’re risking everything (thing)
It’s over, x-rated
[Bridge: Madonna & Swae Lee]
Ran so far to try to find the thing I let and there it was inside (side) of (of) me (me)
Ran and ran and ran so fast, a thing to last and there it was, I hear (hear) you (you) breathe (breathe)
[Pre-Chorus: Madonna & Swae Lee (Both)]
‘Cause you’re the one I crave (crave)
And my cravings get dangerous
The feelings never fade
I don’t think we should play with this
Said come, come get me straight
I don’t think we should wait for this
‘Cause you’re the one I crave
And my cravings get dangerous
[Chorus: Madonna & Swae Lee (Both)]
Ooh (ooh), my cravings get dangerous
Ooh, I don’t think we should play with this
Ooh (ayy, ooh), my cravings get dangerous
Ooh, I don’t think we should wait
[Outro: Swae Lee]
It’s on the line girl, you’re risking everything

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Young Thug – Never Go Broke Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Thugga, Muhfucka, heeey
Sound like some SS3 shit, ya digg
Free the goat you know what im saying
Free Roscoe! Yak Gotti
[Verse 1]
Slatt, Gotti, Gotti, Gotti
Free Slatt Slatt Yak Gotti
If you know him you know he had a fucking timb
I miss you you gon make me cry a river (heey, yeah)
I want all these niggas gone
I want all of them come on home
I miss em and im so lonely
Free all the homies
Spend me some bands spend me some racks
Spend me some fetti guap cash spend me them bands
Nut in their hand go get a rag
I just blowed the bag on her didn’t wanna plan
If you will it just stick to em Stay turned lets go get to them
Fuck them haiti baby baby act like you ain’t shit to them
They only wanna come around you you better nog get shit to em
They only wanna come and use you and act like you kin to em
My momma didn’t hate my daddy didn’t raise ya hey
They know that im hot i need a fan-tasia
Right now im on top i look at your plan later
They know that im so not basic im not their cables
[Hook]
Im like I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I pray to god that
I, I, I, I, I save your life I, I, I, I, I pray to god that i never go broke
I, I dont wanna see nothing bout being broke
I swear to god forget my sins i dont want broke
I might just go to prison for im getting broke no joke no joke
[Verse 2]
B-R-O-K-E i dont wanna see that not ever ever oh no
And i know i sound like a brat and im not no brat but when you rich you act like that
They wan kill me but all of them rich niggas they feel me
But he gon kill me cause i take care every motherfucker around me
And they bill every monthly every year never bought they KennColes from good year i put ice on they neck and i pebble all of their lil ears this bitch so bad i won’t no trojan i made her rub me with this lotion take some from my bitch just to be an explosion and if you ain’t knew it now you know it
[Hook]
Im like I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I pray to god that
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I pray to god that i never go broke
I, I dont wanna see nothing bout being broke
I swear to god forget my sins i dont want broke
I might just go to prison for im getting broke no joke no joke
I won’t be broke 25x be broke broke broke i won’t be broke broke broke i won’t be broke broke broke i can’t spell broke broke broke no these not broke broke broke my rollie broke broke broke iced out his bro bro bro yeah yeah my dawg changed yo
[Verse 3]
And he’s iced out you can not get it if you broke and you cannot
You can’t run out of the spot nigga got Glocks yaaay
They got them sticks to send your ass way up to the moon
Rich lifestyle no broom fly Peter Pan in the room yeah
Free my nigga Gucci to hey Louboutaly Lucci woochie
I wan get ya bitch and get that coochie coochie
I just wanna get your daddy do em do em
I just wanna catch a small glue do it to em to em leave em fuck em broke soon smoke em leave em dead yeah bloody rack jack
Im on slauson for no reason with a spank yeah
We gon die bout this shit hey hey hey
Diamonds brazy diamonds fighting go to war imma buy that bitch lil boy ride that bitches like a bed up to the porsche
Put that bitch inside a 2000 car put that bitch inside a car with my big bro hey hey
Told em bring that bitch right back when it get dangerous
And i won’t dime with that bitch she owe me fund yeah
Or she could just bring me back my funds yeah
Ain’t no pussy nigga baby ain’t the one
Freestyle than geek nigga roll a bunch off pot and smoke some weed nigga
Private party at the the yo with 20 freaks nigga
Old lady straight G fly as a seagull nigga yeah
I got forty Thousand Adidas nigga
Evil i only just fuck the evil nigga
She gon drop them bitches like a beatle nigga yay
[Outro]
Rolling, SS3, on the way
Ah, ah, ah, ah, yeah

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Linkin Park – What Are You Worth? Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
All the back and forth and yes and no
All the right and wrong and high and low
And you set me up to let me down
But it all comes back around
[Chorus]
What are you worth now? Cause you will never have a thing
Unless you’ve got your worth
What are you worth? What do you think you deserve? What are you worth? Cause you will never have a thing
Unless you’ve got your worth
What are you worth? What are you chasing? What are you chasing? When every battlefield you run from generates a war? When every battlefield you run from generates a war? What do you think you deserve? What are you waiting for? What are you waiting for? What are you chasing? What are you worth? Cause you will never have a thing
Unless you’ve got your worth
What are you worth? Play this song
[Verse 1]
Day by, knowing I’m all alone
White lies, lining up on their own
You said you would stand on my side
Regret, it’s too late to deny
[Pre-Chorus]
All the back and forth and yes and no
All the right and wrong and high and low
And you set me up to let me down
But it all comes back around
[Chorus]
What are you worth now? What do you think you deserve? [Verse 2]
Last straw as the sky turns to red
Free fall, while I fight to forget
[Pre-Chorus]
All the back and forth and yes and no
All the right and wrong and high and low
And you set me up to let me down
But it all comes back around
[Chorus]
What are you worth now? What are you worth? What are you waiting for? When every battlefield you run from generates a war?

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PnB Rock – Take My Soul Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro: PnB Rock]
On my mama, ain’t never gonna let them take my soul (Take my soul)
But it turns to the ones you love, who’s the next to go (Next to go)
I’m screaming free all of my dawgs, until they got ’em off the road (Off the road)
And I’m just thinking about the times when I was fucking broke (Broke)
[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
Thinking about the times I was going crazy (Going crazy)
Me and my baby mama just had our first baby (First baby)
Well yes, I speak mad all day (Mad all day)
Had to hit licks, just to get some cash on day (Cash on day)
Living a life of sin (Sin)
And I got God’s permission (Permission)
I’d rather be dead in Hell, then to do life in prison
Huh, they come from the blindside when you least expect it (Huh)
They be on bloodlines, tryna take your necklace (Huh)
Never trust these bitches, they’ll lie on you quick (Lie on you quick)
Fell in love with this bitch, she was plotting on me (Plotting on me)
Can’t even lie, she had to drop on me (Drop on me)
But I’m too slick and she was moving stupid
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
On my mama, ain’t never gonna let them take my soul (Take my soul)
But it turns to the ones you love, who’s the next to go (Next to go)
I’m screaming free all of my dawgs, until they got ’em off the road (Off the road)
And I’m just thinking about the times when I was fucking broke (Broke)
And I’m just thinking about the times when I didn’t have no fucking hoe
I was down, I was out, I was all alone (All alone)
My brother died in these streets, we suffered, call his phone (Phone)
Will you make it out the hood, you never know (Oh, huh)
[Verse 2: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
Just make me move back to those slums (Uh, uh, uh)
Post on the block out, they were bitches like you ain’t no sum (Uh, uh, uh)
Brown plenty hitters, me and my son
Anything happening, we gon’ run
Bye bye in the cut, hit a nigga up, .40 pulled out, leave him slumped
Murder, that’s a must kill, get a rush, all of the money I done sung
It was all love even for the love, half of ’em wouldn’t even hunt
We don’t give a fuck, get it said, bust boy take one of us
We don’t ever break, word to my ninth son, gang who I trust
Get out, that’s my man out in chains, everything for free
They took my brother out my gang, had to fuck these niggas up
Still hurt, my body in pain, and we kill three for them
Thinking body like I’m insane, put you to sleep, you a tim
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
On my mama, ain’t never gonna let them take my soul (Take my soul)
But it turns to the ones you love, who’s the next to go (Next to go)
I’m screaming free all of my dawgs, until they got ’em off the road (Off the road)
And I’m just thinking about the times when I was fucking broke (Broke)
And I’m just thinking about the times when I didn’t have no fucking hoe
I was down, I was out, I was all alone (All alone)
My brother died in these streets, we suffered, call his phone (Phone)
Will you make it out the hood, you never know (Oh, huh)
[Outro: PnB Rock]
Will you make it out the hood, you never know (Oh, huh)

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PnB Rock – HMP Lyrics

Have you ever been on a jet? Shorty, I ain’t never [?]
[Chorus]
Just hit my phone
When you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own (Skrt skrt)
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone
If you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone
If you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone Play this song
[Intro]
Ahhh, huh
Ahhh, huh
Oh yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
Just hit my phone
When you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone
If you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone
If you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you can hit my phone
When you’re in your bed and you’re layin’ all alone
With your favourite t-shirt and your panties on
Listening to your favourite song
Yeah, you know this’s what you want
Yeah-ah, yeah
I ain’t got time but I’ma make time, girl, ’cause I want you tonight
Girl, I need you tonight
I want you, tonight
Show you what’s up tonight
I’m pulling up tonight
All you gotta do is
[Chorus]
Just hit my phone
When you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone
If you’re not busy or away, you’re just alone
If I’m in your city, I might pull up on my own
And we can go to a location that’s unknown
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just hit my phone
[Bridge]
Yeah, just hit my phone
I wanna show you off
Yeah, hit my phone
‘Cause I wanna show you off
I wanna show you off
I wanna show you off
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I wanna buy you that Rollie
I could get you a new chain
Put you in that Balmain
Take you to Saint-Tropez
Let’s go eat at Nobu
Have you ever been to Cannes?

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PnB Rock – T-Shirt Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Ever
[Chorus: Lil Wayne & PnB Rock]
She know I need her, I couldn’t leave her
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt
In my t-shirt, in-in my t-shirt (Oh yeah)
I’m a believer, this girl a keeper
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t-shirt
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t-shirt
In-in my t shirt, in-in my t shirt
[Pre-Verse: PnB Rock]
Woah, there she go (Woah)
[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
When I wake up in the morning, see you spreading (on my sheets)
It’s so many things that’s going through my head (while you sleep)
If I touch you there, I bet you spread your legs (More freak)
Kill that pussy then I put you back to bed (R.I.P.)
But hold up, when we done, yes that was good sex
But go hop in the shower and make me some breakfast
I want some french toast, with all that extra cheese
Eggs, home fries and I’m good with the ketchup
And I want some turkey bacon too
I’m hungry so make a plate for two
Then I snack on your booty, go blend me a smoothie
I swear I can’t leave it and that’s word to Lil Tunechi
[Chorus: Lil Wayne & PnB Rock]
She know I need her (Yeah), I couldn’t leave her (Woah)
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt (The way she)
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt (The way she)
In my t shirt (In my t shirt), in-in my t shirt (Oh yeah, in my t shirt)
I’m a believer, this girl a keeper
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t shirt
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t shirt
In-in my t-shirt, in-in my t-shirt
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I hit you when times is hard (Yeah)
‘Cause you help my mind evolve (Yeah)
You take my mind abroad (Yeah)
Must be a sign from God (Yeah)
I gots to keep you close (Close)
He likes to give you rope (Damn)
He let you hang yourself (Damn), I let you hang and smoke (Yeah)
I let you drank and smoke (Yeah)
We fuck, we talk, we joke
We get emotional, you cry, and I got a lump in my throat
Man, love is so dope
Girl fuck that fuckboy
And you don’t need no fuck toys
And you can make as much noise
And if you’re down for it, I’m up for it
But it’s something about your fucking eyes
That can see through to my other side
And these other hoes (Yeah), they make me cum (Woah)
But you, you make me come alive
[Chorus: Lil Wayne & PnB Rock]
She know I need her (Woah), I couldn’t leave her (Yeah)
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt (The way she)
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt (The way she)
In my t-shirt (In my t shirt), in-in my t-shirt (In my t-shirt)
I’m a believerr (Woah), this girl a keeper
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t-shirt
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t-shirt
In-in my t-shirt, in-in my t-shirt
She know I need her (Woah), I couldn’t leave her (Yeah)
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt (The way she)
The ways she fuck me then she walk around in my t-shirt (The way she)
In my t-shirt (In my t-shirt), in-in my-t shirt (In my t shirt)
I’m a believer (Yeah), this girl a keeper (Woah)
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t shirt
The way she lay it down and walk around in my t shirt
In-in my t-shirt, in-in my t-shirt
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Got to bust and I’m cumming all on my t-shirt
T-shirt, my t-shirt
Got to bust a nut all up in my t-shirt
T-shirt, my-t shirt

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PnB Rock – Me & U Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’
Remy
Yeah, she got my heart
Oh, yeah
[Chorus]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’
Give her that dope, this that cookie, yeah, she rollin’ (Dope)
Shawty, she got my heart, yeah, she stole it (Yeah, she stole it)
Yeah, put that pussy in park, buss it open, yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, she grown, got it on her own, she really don’t need me (Need me)
Don’t get no better, when I first met her she was rockin’ that CC (Chanel)
She a supermodel, I swear lil’ baby belong on TV (TV)
And now that I got her, I swear my lil’ baby, that she ain’t gon’ leave me (No)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, ’cause she my bitch
Told her I’m right outside, is you ready to slide? Come hop in my whip (Whip)
Girl, you beeb on my mind since the last time I had you at the crib (Crib)
Scratches all on your neck, all on your back, I was all in your ribs (Ribs)
Yeah, yeah, and just like this (This)
I put that ice on her chain, ice out the wrist, now she match my drip (Ice)
Your friends be hatin’ on me, but be plottin’ on me, they be all on my dick (Fuck ’em)
Bringin’ up instagram shit, be tryna break us up, but they ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit (Talkin’ ’bout shit)
They just wanna be in your shoes
And they want them Jimmy Choos (Choos)
And they want them brand new Loubs (Loubs)
And they want that brand new coupe (Coupe)
And they want that ice too (Too)
They just wanna be my boo (Boo)
But that’s reserved for you (You)
Yeah
[Chorus]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’
Give her that dope, this that cookie, yeah, she rollin’ (Yeah, that dope)
Shawty, she got my heart, yeah, she stole it (Yeah, she stole it)
Yeah, put that pussy in park, buss it open, yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, she grown, got it on her own, she really don’t need me (Nah)
Don’t get no better, when I first met her she was rockin’ that CC (Chanel)
She a supermodel, I swear lil’ baby belong on TV (Yeah)
And now that I got her, I swear my lil’ baby, that she ain’t gon’ leave me
[Verse 2]
Uh, she ain’t gon’ leave me (Nah)
Ice out our wrists, it be water like Fiji (Yeah)
House on the hill, she be naked when she greet me (Yeah)
Better stay in yo lane nigga, yes, that’s lil’ PnB
She used to be so mean to me (Yeah)
Playin’ me like a DVD (DVD)
Like a lame, how she treated me (Treated me)
But she changed her whole swag (Yeah)
The more and more she started seein’ me (Huh)
Started stealin’ my whole slang (Yeah)
When I leave, she be needin’ me (Huh)
If I ain’t want you to shine (Shine)
I wouldn’t even waste your time (Time)
Baby girl, you so fine (Fine)
Fucking you good every night (Night)
Ever since you came my way (Way)
I been having better days (Days)
Girl, I don’t want you to change (Change)
Put that shit all on my face (Face)
[Chorus]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’ (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Give her that dope, this that cookie, yeah, she rollin’ (Roll it, roll it, roll it up, dope)
Shawty, she got my heart, yeah, she stole it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, stole it)
Yeah, put that pussy in park, buss it open, yeah (Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it)
Shawty, she grown, got it on her own, she really don’t need me (Need me)
Don’t get no better, when I first met her she was rockin’ that CC (CC)
She a supermodel, I swear lil’ baby belong on TV (TV)
And now that I got her, I swear my lil’ baby, that she ain’t gon’ leave me (Leave me)
[Outro]
She ain’t gon’ leave me
Swear lil’ baby belong on TV, rockin’ that CC

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Ruel – Free Time Lyrics

Play this song
Verse 1:
My eyes are shut
Sleep too much
Probably should get up but what’s the rush
Brush my teeth
But not my hair
I used to for you but now I don’t care
Pre-Chorus:
Watching the clock from the sofa
I just wish you would come over
Chorus:
All of my friends said don’t worry I promise you’ll be fine
Now I’m alone and I’m lost in my phone with this free time
I used to spend it with you
All of the stupid shit we used to do
Now that you’re tied up
I’m tired of all of this free time
Verse 2:
I can make some toast
I could watch a show
I could go for a walk but I probably won’t
I can do anything I put my mind to if I tried to but I-
Pre-Chrous:
Just watching the clock from the sofa
I just wish you would come over
Chorus:
All of my friends said don’t worry I promise you’ll be fine
But now I’m alone and I’m lost in my phone with this free time
I used to spend it with you
All of the stupid shit we used to do
Now that you’re tied up
I’m tired
Bridge:
Of all of this freedom
Thought it was all that I needed
Thought I’d be cool with you leaving
Maybe I was wrong
_ since you’re gone
Chorus:
All of my friends said don’t worry I promise you’ll be fine
But now I’m alone and I’m lost in my phone with this free time
I used to spend it with you
All of the stupid shit we used to do
Now that you’re tied up
I’m tired of all of this free time
I’m tired of all of this free time
I’m tired of all of this free time
I’m tired of all of this free time

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OFB – Ambush Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Sykes, Sykes
[Chorus: SJ, Bandokay & Double Lz]
I’m in the back of this car, no taxi, sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You’ll see this hand ting get handy, live-O corn when I slap this gladly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy, I didn’t catch him, I didn’t go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys, bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don’t wanna see switch up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The sweet ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick, back Rambos, not a fan of the flicks
This .38 hand ting holds 6, like Turna, with bae I can’t slip
I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don’t see no one at tops, no comments, we’re circling Turnpike Lane
Tryna just ching man out of their J’s, ay, bro said he’s holding the clutch then brake
[Verse 1: Double Lz]
Bros two tap to keeps on squeezing, sneezing, this is the shotgun season
Get back gang with the dottys revealing, S slapped it, jumped out and beat it
Gang dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix, two in the dots for five of these ediats
Shh got cheffed up and then left bleeding, lack on the road, that’s normal procedures
These opp boys must’ve gone coo-coo ’cause I’m really on drills, no fibs
Mans holding a fuck off chings if you see Double Lz, step round with a limp
Always two guns up in the whip, slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch
Don’t think you can ride on the Nizz, man slide right back in a tinted whip
[Verse 2: SJ]
If I slap this corn out the hand ting, it’s a mad ting if I press this trigger
6 man squashed in this dinger, chest shot chinger, jump out gang with this spinner
This opp thot come way too inna cah her friend got shot, she don’t know who’s the driller
To all the opp boys, it’s your friend we bill up, no reaction, they don’t ride for their nigga
I’m in the O, ten toes with my soldiers, I don’t beef my age, I got beef with olders
Man crash this corn off motors, this shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder
Tion Wayne is a fucking joker, come carni tryna spill juice, that’s soaker
Buck [?], he tried run with his poker, he’s with DV and they both got poked up
[Verse 3: Bandokay]
Yo, I’m tryna do it like Boogs, fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case
This shotgun come long like Grace, half it-half it so it comes in the rave
On the stage with H, big shank on my waist, so I’m in N9 with my mates
Gang changing plates, tape of your estates then head back to the base
This sweet one keeps talking ’bout dates, if I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes
Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes, my driller backed it and try hit that face
If we can’t see H then we gon’ get blades, either way it works both ways
Bros drunk off [?] got corn for days so I don’t get blammed on the mains
[Chorus: SJ, Bandokay & Double Lz]
I’m in the back of this car, no taxi, sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You’ll see this hand ting get handy, live-O corn when I slap this gladly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy, I didn’t catch him, I didn’t go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys, bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don’t wanna see switch up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The zoo ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick, back Rambos, not a fan of the flicks
This .38 hand ting holds 6, like Turna, with bae I can’t slip
I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don’t see no one at tops, no comments, we’re circling Turnpike Lane
Tryna just ching man out of their J’s, ay, bro said he’s holding the clutch then brake
[Outro]
Sykes, Sykes

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