Keep my day ones with me
Cup dirty keep it filthy
Shawty text me can she get it
But I've been way to busy
Fell in love with the 50s
Put the Hundreds in the ceiling
I swear to god I got that feeling

I just trying to get a Million (8x)

I'm just trying to get a a million
N*ggas tripping off of b*tches
they just trying to chase a dime
I'm just trying to chase a million
I'm just trying to catch a break
While n*ggas out here catching feelings
This for the n*ggas getting money thousandnaires trying to reach the first million
Swear to god I'm out my mind dressing looking like a n*gga made a million
Damn I love me some Rihanna I bet she f*ck me for a million
Million dollars all in ones I bet it stack up to the ceiling
My palms itching I can feel it
I swear to god I got that feeling

Verse 2

I'm just trying to get a million
New money not a day old
N*ggas shopping on Rodeo
Call that balling Oj Mayo
I'm just trying to get rich
In this b*txh to get rich
For them dead white boys overtime on that grave yard shift
N*ggas grew up having nothing
Why the f*ck you think we hustle
LA girls say I'm something, accent southern shhhhh but they love it
The whole city riding with me
Bombay is in my kidneys
My N*ggas smoking like some hippies
If it's about that money come and get me

CHORUS:
All my cars fast cuz they foreign
My diamonds speak another language they imported
You must be talking old news man you boring
Cuz if I do not know your name its not important
It's not important, it's not important
It's not important, it's not important
You must be talking old news man you boring
Cuz if I do not know your name it's not important

I been counting money for a week
Thought I was finished but it doubled in my sleep
My partner told me we was on I said preach
Beat the game on my own and neva cheated
Ey me and Lee be putting' on for the V
Send me the work I break it down we split the fee
Ya favorite rapper probably got his style from me
Ya favorite rapper probably got his style from me
These rappers so wack know that I ain't neva tryna go back to no racks
I won't cut these hittaz no slack fasho that wrist be blinding like a kodak post that

CHORUS

CHORUS:
I gotta habit gotta have it gotta have it.
Repeat x3
I gotta habit cuz they say I wouldn't have it

I gotta habit gotta have it gotta have it.
New lifestyle cuz im tired of living savage
Marble floors with the cabinets living lavish
Find my chick wit cars and bags she living extra
Every day we living easy ain't no pressure
Valet park the whip outside da king of prussia
My brother licensed to carry so please don't test us
I don't smoke but my homies smoke on the best stuff
I don't deal with drugs but now I got the best plug
Got the streets on lock cops just wanna arrest us
But we too legit so nothing they can charge us
We can never be at work and we some bosses
All the money in the world i gotta have it
Every girl in the world i gotta have em
If it ain't bout no money i don't answer
If it ain't bout no money i don't answer

CHORUS

I gotta habit yea that benz a 4 matic
I gotta habit push the pedal swerving traffic
My chick Cuban go both ways she'll probably bag ya
We poppin zans and drinkin lean don't know what happened
Money talkin if you broke don't even answer
I'm fighting cases and my aunt she fighting cancer
And any time she hit my phone I'm gonna answer
I need a deal so i can buy my mom a mansion
In the studio i start to take advantage
Put the beat on start to dab might catch me dancin
Po's they stay try to cuff me i need a ransom
2017 I might just buy a phantom
Fast cars push to start i gotta have it
5 star penthouse in miami
New shoes for sure need a grammy
Pink rose belvediere like some carrots

CHORUS

CHORUS:
Still talkin money that's that doe ish
Flyest go-getter and you know it
Eat with all my homies that I roll wit
This is 8ball music to a whole brick
Mr get back homie on the get back x3
If it's all about a check then let me get that
Feelin like a boss feelin feelin like a boss x4

Countin the money and stackin them bands
Chef in the kitchen I'm cookin the yams
Finessin them jugs and trappin them grams
I get to the money you don't understand
Time to get littie and run thru the city
Got hundreds and fiftys
Got drums on the 50
Got shooters that's with me you dig me you dig me
You wanna get busy then come n get with me
Bossed up on flex, need a AP or rolex
I'm like KD wit 2 techs
When I shoot boy your shit wet
Diamonds dancing they wet
I'm on comma digits and checks
I'm a go getter for that bankroll
That money here on deck
I'm just tryna get it whip it flip it pitch it make it go
Trappaz on me clip em rip em spit em what you take me for, nah
Never been no _itch
Never been no suckaz
Man I keep me a clip, cuz I don't trust mutha uggaz
Trapped up on go, four pound four oh
I give that green light on your homeboys
That there mean go
We go hard since day one
Me and all my day ones
That NWA ish, we spray ish wit them k guns
Certified this G ish, white work keep weed lit
People bleed like I do, better them bleed than me _itch
We catch wreck and we wreck homies
Shooters wit me on deck homie
Throw bullets see you picked off
Round here we intercept homies

CHORUS

Squeezin round the city, flexin like I'm Nino
Dealin wit them pookies and money like casinos
Getting G money, breakin down them kilos
Course if you a boss then you make your whole team known
I got the sauce now wipe me off
FA on em, I am the boss
Play wit them sticks just not lacrosse
30 shot clips that'll knock you off
Know you heard nigga got the word
I got white n**** I got birds
I got pounds n**** I got herb
Bitches gimme brain n**** I got nerves
I got the urge just to up and splurge
Throw on my ice n**** rock my firs
Everything Gucci and the wrist on burn
Money in my pocket getting rich off her
I'ma go HAM nigga I'ma go HAM
I'ma go Ferrari I'ma go Lam
I'ma go white n**** I'ma go tan
Trap full of white like the Ku Klux Klan

CHORUS

Sicko

PRE-CHORUS
Might just pull up the club in a coup
Treat your girl top like I do my roof (take it off)
Everybody going psycho
Shinning keep you eyes closed
Get it lit, that's all we ever do
Make the party go sicko

CHORUS
It's Going sicko
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
Watch us come alive in the night time
It's going sicko
It's going sicko

VERSE 1
Last night we was lit
I just spent like half a brick
Designer down my fit
Came in with some bands now I don't know where they went
I just spent, got it lit
Cuff yo broad, take yo chick
Hit the mall get my drip
Take a stack make it flip
That's exotic on the floor ain't no shoes in my whip
Bet it all in the bank, neva lose I just win

PRE-CHORUS
Might just pull up the club in a coup
Treat your girl top like I do my roof (take it off)
Everybody going psycho
Shinning keep you eyes closed
Get it lit, that's all we ever do
Make the party go sicko

CHORUS
It's Going sicko
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
Watch us come alive in the night time
It's going sicko
It's going sicko

VERSE 2
I went and cop me a coupe yea
I never run out of juice yea
I pull up deep with the troops yea
Better be quiet we shoot yea
I got a waddie of cash yea
Look how we body the bag yea
Oh you boyfriend getting mad yea
Look how we stunt on his a** yea
I got the ball i don't pass no
I never run out of cash flow
Oouu I'm so high I might crash though
First, you come in last though
You come in last though...
Yea!

CHORUS
Make the party go sicko
It's Going sicko
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
Watch us come alive in the night time
It's going sicko
It's going sicko

CAME THROUGH KILLING IT

CHORUS
Came thru killing it...man down
Working with the drip put the pan down
I just got a bag bring the bands out
Came thru killing it...man down
Came thru killing it...man down
Came thru killing it...man down
I just got a bag bring the bands out
Came thru killing it...man down

VERSE 1
I just came thru with the monster bag
Know I grew up where the monsters at
Any time we talking, where the commas at?
Dripping all this flavor Willy Wonka swag! OH OH
I gotta get it in bands though, I gotta get an advance though
All this money keep my pants low, who gon tell me that I can't though?
Don't be stunting for the gram though, know I came up out the bando
Ain't a neighborhood I can't go, what we talking? Yes

CHORUS

OUTRO
Get the bag get the bag get the bag
Get the bag get the bag get the bag
Pop a tag, pop a tag, pop a tag
Get the bag, get the bag man down

CHORUS

Bouta be a celebrity in my home town,
People that f*** with me? Like my whole town,
Cities that heard of me likely your town,
Cause the flow is hittin' smoother than a Jawn from Motown

Yay to the dizzo on the go hard,
Ain't met nobody dap worthy so far,
21 years and B**** i still ain't tryna hear it now the block list long gotta a motherf***** scroll bar

Tell me whatchu know about the kid,
Acting like you ain't know what he did,
Acting like your ain't hear what he said,
Acting like acting right gonna save your f***** head

Made it this far brought the whole crew,
Now the pockets lookin' straight up outta Whole Foods,
I been talkin' bouta mill, you been talking bouta pill so I ain't never worried pillow talkings what the hoes do

That Midwest slang gotta fear it,
Banging in your ears like rat, tat, tatta,
They say you bouta blow can you feel it,
Look at that b**** like
OH UBETCHA,
Oh UBETCHA,
Oh UBETCHA,

Flick out your wrist like your Rollie don't fit ya

Look I think it's about time we talked,
You xmens are frauds, your best friends a narc, Your bars jelly soft,
Your songs barely pop, and if your dawgs wanna bark then I'm letting the tech spark

Lot of em looking at me s-sideways,
Prolly cause they know it's going my way,
Seen this s*** comin from like a mile away, now I'm lookin back at the road like I'm in the drive way

Look I'm Holdin the truth, I shoulder the youth, might blow out your mind like a roof-a-less coupe,
And as for the crew, you know what we do, don't talk to Feds so I can't talk to you,
And I done so many things already where I'm heading but it got me thinking really what's there left to do

Cause I been pushing juice, and jumping hoops, and folding troops, conduct caboose and the Next stop is the roof

Can you dig it, can feel it, why can't you see my N****,
Independent, illest pendants, they depending on me my n****,
For my cousin, get to bussin, no discussion, ain't no IV's my n****
Going ignant, just to show ya, even at you own game I gotcha beat my n****

UBETCHA,
Oh ubetcha,
UBETCHA,
Oh ubetcha.

This a city, yeah a city so infamous
Rattled cruise firsthand what I'm witnessing
Can tell from afar who's a citizen
East to West side, you know what the biness is
Too many sorrows to drown
Can't escape here to go out of town, knuckle down
As a black male
Wants more than to post bail
Risking jail but sales got him living well
A place known for the thrills and ills
Funerals and no ends meet to pay the bills
Inner city glowing hot, no summer breeze
Always at attention, never at ease

To escape the city life
Gotta know wrong and right
That's a hard pill to swallow
When you ain't promised tomorrow

Gotta move different, be on your square
Keep foes at a distance and stay aware
Seen a couple of brave men get treated blatant
No remorse as blood spilt on the pavement
Tenants move weight international
Disrespect with no repercussion? Irrational
Instinct in their veins, so natural
No equator, but I seen heat that would damage you
The dealt hand for some
Life music, hands count the keys learning drums
The aim's to address, not to glorify
Just want your visuals fortified
Inner city glowing hot, no summer breeze
Always at attention, never at ease

BIG DRIP

CHORUS
Feeling like I can't lose
How you gon stop these moves?
Drop top drop top drop top
Look how the light come through
Yea...oh ohhhhh
Big Drip big drip Big drip Big drip
Oh oooh
Big drip Big drip Big drip Big drip

Feeling like I can't lose
Don't you know I paid my dues
Top flo top flo top flo
Oh you gotta see these views
Yea...oh ohhhhh
Big Drip big drip Big drip Big drip
Oh oooh
Big drip Big drip Big drip Big drip

VERSE 1
I been doing real outstanding
Working with the moves no dancing
I been in control like Janet
So high I'm on a whole other planet
Wrist like water with the patek
Drowning in designer I'm an addict
Your diamonds real cloudy that's static
I don't want yo girl I already had it

VERSE 2
I send 20 racks don't even blink
I spent 20 more didn't even think
I bought a 100 bottles I don't even drink
My ice too cold I'm need a mink
My diamonds going crazy I'm need a shrink
Whole lotta cash I'm a need a Brink
Got butterfly doors on the lambo
Who gonna tell me anywhere that I can't go?

CHORUS

CHORUS
Stunting on these n*ggas just for no reason
20 gold chains rock them for no reason
450 on the kicks bought them for no reason
I just f*ck your b*tch did that no reason
Left her a** cause she was way to clingy
White heauxs in the lobby begging try to see me
Stunting on these n*ggas just for no reason
20 gold chains rock them for no reason

Verse 1
To much liquor in my system now, think outside the frame you get the picture now
You know I love a college girl, pledging Delta hoping can I f*ck your sister now
AKA mega Vega yea that's what they call me, go and show your girlfriend what I bought, go and show your boyfriend what u taught you, sinning all week Sunday morning at the alter
Pray lord forgive me hoping that he give me, strength against these demons cause they out to get me
Owner sent some bottles to f*ck up my kidneys, young n*ggas balling change my name to Griffey

CHORUS

Verse 2
Free my cousin out the jail cell, I came from food stamps and well fare
I haven't touched a million dollars yet, but I know how being real feel
Get paid then we go pay our tithes, hoping you open your eyes
October 31st all of my snakes in disguise, the sky is the limit
B*tch n*ggas love to despise, above all your hate I will rise, both of my eyes have see the p*ssy between her thighs
You loving her, cuffing her but she the one I would dodge facade you living
N*ggas is n*ggas but act just like b*tches Ms. doubtfire no Robin Williams
Always inside they feelings, I call them lies you living, Perrelli tires I'm wheeling, I'm feeling like millions, surrounding by women I'm gone

WIN IT EVERY TIME

PRE-CHORUS
Yea You know I don't miss (no I can't)
If I ever get to ball I'm shoot it I'm swish swish swish
And I'm going for the V
Waited my whole life, so if it up to me

CHORUS
I'm win it every time every time every time
Every time every time every time
If the game on the line on the line
Then I'm win it every time every time cuz

I can't lose (4x)
Every time every time every time (2x)
I'm win it every time

VERSE 1
Hopped off the flight to another one
We just got a dub I need another one
And I'm repping for the Home team
Champion I need a whole ring
I don't ever shrink away from the battle
All these boys getting beat like a paddle

Put you under my feet like the gravel
Here the judge come listen for the gavel

I don't ever run from it man, each game I need hun'ed bands
Dunk on ya with da funny dance, in the sky like the Son of Man
Gimme dat gimme dat gimme dat
Going for the goal yea I'm getting that
Finish dat finish dat finish dat finish dat
I be over here where the winners

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

WINNING TEAM (CLEAN)

CHORUS
Ballin just to get you some respect
You gotta keep the pressure, keep ya foot up on they necks, right?
Make it so they never wonʼt forget
Always stay true keep that sh** across your chest

Cuz Iʼm playing for the winning team
I donʼt care if I fall, boy
I swear I want it all
Iʼm playing for the winning team (yeah, yeah)

I'ma die as a legend
Man I swear they gon' remember me

VERSE 1
I been getting to the Digits
Folks donʼt see the vision
When I was In the kitchen
I was really spittin'
Back when CASPER was mixin'
And we was on them mission
But we still handled our business
Lawd as my witness
I was sent on a mission
To get it Iʼm bout to kill 'em
Uncle told me to get it
My potna said they gone feel 'em
Opportunity knocking
Mothaf*** the doorbell
I ainʼt with the trolling
Even if it mean no sales
Integrity more important
Instead of tryna force it
Iʼm building resources
Working to get fortune
Pulling up in this Porches
While we converse on these porches
I hear ya talking but to me
Itʼs a bunch of horse sh**

PRE-CHORUS
If I pull up, I'm knocking sh** down
Ainʼt no way I'ma let u come and take the crown
Move like Floyd every single round
How that sound?
Like we the winning team!!
CHORUS

VERSE 2
Got a click full of leaders
Whole team bossing up
Better come with a bag
If u really wanna talk to us
Prices going up
Soon as this fourth quarter shot
Baby thatʼs the game winner
No such thing as overtime
This my Curry year
So many 3s and Iʼm 30
Itʼs like Steph Curry here
Waco is klay so he bound to get us Trey
My pistol is defense and
Iʼm calling my Dawg Dray
KD when I let it spray
Champions every day, how could he
Add another all-star then boogie
Itʼs cash from behind the line, itʼs a splash
Iʼll blow yo' face off if u talking trash

PRE-CHORUS

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WINNING TEAM (EXPLICIT)

CHORUS
Ballin just to get you some respect
You gotta keep the pressure, keep ya foot up on they necks, right?
Make it so they never wonʼt forget
Always stay true keep that shit across your chest

Cuz Iʼm playing for the winning team
I donʼt care if I fall, boy
I swear I want it all
Iʼm playing for the winning team (yeah, yeah)

I'ma die as a legend
Man I swear they gone remember me

VERSE 1
I been getting to the Digits
Folks donʼt see the vision
When I was In the kitchen
I was really spittin'
Back when CASPER was mixin'
And we was on them mission
But we still handled our business
Lawd as my witness
I was sent on a mission
To get it Iʼm bout to kill 'em
Uncle told me to get it
My potna said they gone feel 'em
Opportunity knocking
Mothafuck the doorbell
I ainʼt with the trolling
Even if it mean no sales
Integrity more important
Instead of tryna force it
Iʼm building resources
Working to get fortune
Pulling up in this Porches
While we converse on these porches
I hear ya talking but to me
Itʼs a bunch of horse shit
PRE-CHORUS
If I pull up, I'm knocking shit down
Ainʼt no way I'ma let u come and take the crown
Move like Floyd every single round
How that sound?
Like we the winning team!!
CHORUS

VERSE 2
Got a click full of leaders
Whole team bossing up
Better come with a bag
If u really wanna talk to us
Prices going up
Soon as this fourth quarter shot
Baby thatʼs the game winner
No such thing as overtime
This my Curry year
So many 3s and Iʼm 30
Itʼs like Steph Curry here
Waco is klay so he bound to get us Trey
My pistol is defense and
Iʼm calling my Dawg Dray
KD when I let it spray
Champions every day, how could he
Add another all-star then boogie
Itʼs cash from behind the line, itʼs a splash
Iʼll blow yo' face off if u talking trash

PRE-CHORUS

READY

PRE-CHORUS
Taking off like rocket
Move too fast can't stop it
Got pull corner pocket
Yeah (3X)

CHORUS
Cause I'm ready, ready
Cause I'm ready

VERSE 1
I'm ready to take off like a rocket,
And it's no way that you can try to stop it,
I'm so high right now, higher than a cockpit,
I'm so high right now I think I might need myself a pilot
So fly and don't got no stylist,
Don't drive less it got no mileage
No time since got this on my wrist
Too sick, too sick like it's virus

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

VERSE 2
Ready to take off like a rocket
When my team link, it's a mosh pit
Zoom too fast can't stop it,
No hands, autopilot,
No keys, push, start driving,
Zoom (3X)

CHORUS

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

GOTTA HAVE IT (CLEAN)

INTRO
Yea, yea, yea, yea

CHORUS
From the trap that s*** made me to a savage
A** fat girl you know I had to grab it
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly s*** so I gotta have it
If I pull to date b**** you'll be embarrassed
I got veggies in the chain you see the carrots
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly s*** so I gotta have it

VERSE 1
Things changed now my n****s going legal
Bad b**** with me fine as Mona Lisa
I like her friend she got features I might leave her
Say she want to f*** Vega I believe her

Now a n**** catching plays like a receiver
I just came to kill this b**** like I'm the reaper
Ex b**** calling crying begging pleading
I just dropped yea ass off cause I ain't need ya

CHORUS

VERSE 2
From the Lou them n****s cold as December
Take ya s*** and act like they don't remember
All the n****s falling off I'm yelling timber
Young n****s getting money I'm a member

Mamma say I need some church cause I'm a sinner
Daddy used to move that bass like he a tenor
Now a n**** baller s*** that I remember
Hot Cheetos, ramen noodles just for dinner

CHORUS

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GOTTA HAVE IT (EXPLICIT)

INTRO
Yea, yea, yea, yea

CHORUS
From the trap that shit made me to a savage
Ass fat girl you know I had to grab it
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly shit so I gotta have it
If I pull to date bitch you'll be embarrassed
I got veggies in the chain you see the carrots
Everyday counting lettuce smoking cabbage
I like fly shit so I gotta have it

VERSE 1
Things changed now my niggas going legal
Bad bitch with me fine as Mona Lisa
I like her friend she got features I might leave her
Say she want to fuck Vega I believe her

Now a nigga catching plays like a receiver
I just came to kill this bitch like I'm the reaper
Ex bitch calling crying begging pleading
I just dropped yea ass off cause I ain't need ya

CHORUS

VERSE 2
From the Lou them niggas cold as December
Take ya shit and act like they don't remember
All the niggas falling off I'm yelling timber
Young niggas getting money I'm a member

Mamma say I need some church cause I'm a sinner
Daddy used to move that bass like he a tenor
Now a nigga baller shit that I remember
Hot Cheetos, ramen noodles just for dinner

CHORUS

CHORUS
How you gon stop this?
Took up the notches
Big boss cockpit
I'm on your watch list

How you gon stop this? (I can't stop) (3X)
You cannot stop this? (I can't stop)

VERSE 1
I move right you left
Classic like a NES
Big boss moves with the steps
I don't even catch my breath
Class been started you late
Made it from the bottom thats fate
Had to push it up no weight
Did that there in one take
Going all the way no breaks
Big biz no MBA
Bout to make a big wave no lakes
I'm a superhero no cape
My diamonds is flawless
My flow so appealing
I'm balling no Spaulding
I'm working my calling
I gotta go all in
I never be stalling
Move too fast man

CHORUS

VERSE 2
I don't ever stop I run for it
Coming against us you done for it
Got a championship need 1 more
Give the people what they come for
My whole team got big names
Every game we play a big game
Swish swish swish my wrist game
Move too quick like quicksand

CHORUS

INTRO
Can't Stop
Never Quit
Been a legend
Been Lit
Trained all summer
No days off
Putting in the work
And it's gon pay off

CHORUS
Rise grind hustle work hard
Rise grind hustle work hard
Champion in the making
Oh I know it's mine for the taking cuz I
Rise grind hustle work hard
Rise grind hustle work hard
Oh I'm coming for the top spot
Too much heart that's what I got

VERSE 1
Ooh, I just hit the speed like a lambo
Run it up the middle like I'm Rambo
Bout to go to war with no camo
Locked loaded ready with the ammo
Champion in my bloodline
Bout to Make it rain like its flood time
Rose Gold calling with the big rings
Boy I knew I'd make it always had big dreams
Making moves from the east to the bay
All the opps being opps told 'em get up out my way
Came way too far just to quit now
Stand up guy I don't ever sit down all I do is

CHORUS

I NEED THAT (CLEAN)

CHORUS 1 (2X)
Eight figures, Seven b****es
G6, Five whips
Four grammies, Free s***
Too many reason I need the one hit

VERSE 1
Stackin' rolos on my neck I need that chain gang
Rosay blacked the b****es out, no they can't hang
Black coupe with the rims riding round dirty
Then I'mma pull up with the tech click
Bang bang

CHORUS 2
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh

VERSE 2
I'mma level up, go from ghost into phantom
With a look she let me slide into them panties
Said she could bring a friend, I already had em
But we can go around again and ride me like a tandem
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah imma need that
Hootchies, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack

CHORUS 3
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah

CHORUS1 (2X)

VERSE 3
That my squad, DSM
Still gone rock, in the west
In a Kia, or a Benz
Got my back, SPF
I ain't ever be be like
"Where y'all at"
I ain't ever gotta be like
"Hit me back"
I ain't gotta ask twice to
Get to my cash
And I aint gotta ask twice
To throw out her back
I need a baby mama minus
The baby I need it fast
I need Katrina or Tina, or Mia,
She on the gas

CHORUS 4
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh

VERSE 4
I'mma level up, turn hater to a fanboy
You decide, love or hate me from the stands boy
I'mma, get to Platinum status, do it with no hands
Follow in my footsteps punk b****, I bet you can't
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah I'mma need that
Hootchie, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack

CHORUS 5
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah

CHORUS 1 (2X)

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I NEED THAT (EXPLICIT)

CHORUS 1 (2X)
Eight figures, Seven bitches
G6, Five whips
Four grammies, Free shit
Too many reason I need the one hit

VERSE 1
Stackin' rolos on my neck I need that chain gang
Rosay blacked the bitches out, no they can't hang
Black coupe with the rims riding round dirty
Then I'mma pull up with the tech click
Bang bang

CHORUS 2
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh

VERSE 2
I'mma level up, go from ghost into phantom
With a look she let me slide into them panties
Said she could bring a friend, I already had em
But we can go around again and ride me like a tandem
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah imma need that
Hootchies, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack

CHORUS 3
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah

CHORUS 1 (2X)

VERSE 3
That my squad, DSM
Still gone rock, in the west
In a Kia, or a Benz
Got my back, SPF
I ain't ever be be like
"Where y'all at"
I ain't ever gotta be like
"Hit me back"
I ain't gotta ask twice to
Get to my cash
And I aint gotta ask twice
To throw out her back
I need a baby mama minus
The baby I need it fast
I need Katrina or Tina, or Mia,
She on the gas

CHORUS 4
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh

VERSE 4
I'mma level up, turn hater to a fanboy
You decide, love or hate me from the stands boy
I'mma, get to Platinum status, do it with no hands
Follow in my footsteps punk bitch, I bet you can't
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah I'mma need that
Hootchie, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack

CHORUS 5
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah

CHORUS 1 (2X)

CHORUS:
Shh, Be quiet
Nothing left to do but just vibe
it's time to touch the sky like we pilots
Touch the sky like we pilots
Ooh we flying. I don't think you ever been this high
yea we gonna touch the sky like we pilots. touch the sky like we pilots

You know you're down for the ride
I'm a show you how it's done right
Touch the sky like we pilots. Touch the sky like we pilots
Feel the motion flowin' inside
Let go have the time of your life touch the sky like we pilots
Touch the sky like with pilots

Tell me as you digging what I'm putting forth
or is it buried much too deeply closer to the core.
May be you gave your heart too freely to the one before
right now is all about the feeling check your problems at the door
You like where this is going, then move a little closer
Put your hands up like you're on a roller coaster
Dip it low then back up to attention like a soldier
Yeah I know I said I wanna get to know ya, but first you gotta

CHORUS

Yes just a feeling that we get gonna touch the ceiling no regrets then forget
Anything that happened previous tonight was just a test reading for the lead role top billing it's your destiny
Top floor suite everybody feel the beat. While the bass overtaking your body till complete
I know I said I want to get to know you but first I gotta show ya
close your eyes baby

CHORUS

Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Man hunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em

Hook:
I make it hot, well I just put it on the stove boy
I grab that whip and then I put it on the stove boy
You need a hit, well I just took it off the stove boy
I take that b**** and then I put her on the stove boy
I just stay up on that stove boy
I be whipping on that stove boy
I make it hot well I just put it on the stove boy
On the stove boy

I make it hot up on my own boy
You cracking slick and get a tone boy
You n****s talking about a zone boy
We (redacted) boys, you better know your home boy
You n****s better do your homework
You n****s better get your own work
I take your b**** and make that ho twerk

Hook:
I make it hot, well I just put it on the stove boy
I grab that whip and then I put it on the stove boy
You need a hit, well I just took it off the stove boy
I take that b**** and then I put her on the stove boy
I just stay up on that stove boy
I be whipping on that stove boy
I make it hot well I just put it on the stove boy
On the stove boy
Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Man hunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em
Feds found a dead body with no face on it
Manhunt, they gon put a whole case on em
They done made it hot, gotta hit the chase on em
Hit the stove, hit the road, hella cake on em

If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***

Verse 1:
Look up in my eyes but they're probably closed
It's a lot of s*** I ain't gotta know
I can probably change it but I probably won't
Don't ask me no questions n****, I don't know
n****s riding with me, well they probably vicious
We just out in traffic and we hitting switches
Don't ask me bout them, I ain't hit them b****es
We so different, cock it back and we gon hit ya
Quiet n**** hit the loud
Find a door and kick it down
Don't know what this s***'s about
All these rappers, kick em out
Take a b**** and d*** her down
And I just might lick her down
Hope I make my n****s proud
So much changed from then to now

Hook:
If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***
If I get booked, i don't know s***
Who was that b****, i don't know s***
who got murked, i don't know s***
N**** Ima smoke till I don't know s***
Why you talkin, you don't know s***
Hoes tryin go, Man you don't know s***
how a n**** get a four so quick
Don't ask me n**** I don't know s***

Verse 2:
I be over east but I whip so quick
I be over west trying to hit that b****
Got a lotta stress so the s*** stay lit
Rap don't work Ima hit that lick
Got no compassion, gotta survive
Got all the traction, got all the drive
I don't react to all of the lies
Take me off the map, guess you can try
Boy you know I'm out the way, I'm trying to crack another safe
Get some ratchets out my face and flick them ashes out the way
Looking for a compliment that I ain't passin out today
Know my actions is my name so don't ask me bout my name
Only way I'm staying broke is if a casket in the way
I be chillin But I guess I'm on that active s*** today
They out of character, I guess they on some actor s*** today
My mans moving slow, I guess he on that activis today
If I get booked, I don't know s***

CHORUS:
All about the Benjamin's
That other sh*t, I be on some other sh*t, them girls they be loving me because I be on that other sh*t

Verse
I be on some other sh*t, must not know who you f*cking with
No I don't move that dope, but I move that music I be hustling
These clothes that I be bussing in, it keep that models f*cking him
Labels ain't talking millions, I'm sorry I can't f*ck with them
Coolest n*ggas in your vision rocking true religion, Beamers cruising through your subdivision looking for some chickens
Motivated because we made it out the basement paper chasing, pick your face up off the pavement, I am never new to this
Annihilate anybody who think I ain't true to this, all my n*ggas hooligans
Legacy will never end
I guarantee this legacy will never end, tell a friend to tell a friend we all about the, all about the

CHORUS

I'm big willy silly chain still chilly no stain on my million dollar outfit
I'm a bully with the Bucks goonies got the tooly tucked if you f*ck with the kid and you know they don't miss
I'm like lil mama she hot as lava, no dollars why bother holla, in college she scholar so I'm try to get that ass up out her
Kesha, Rhonda, Shonda, keke, tete that's a few of them, if you ain't about your dollars guarantee that you ain't screwing them
The hardest regardless ain't nobody on my level, music banging out your speakers and its Rocking like a heavy metal song
Hey they be like damn they tight, money right get it right so you know we all about the

CHORUS

That other sh*t, I be on that other sh*t

Black Persian team full of bastards and a**holes, time to get the masses what they ask for
Fly clothes, bad heauxs, yea we getting cash flow, heartbreak spit that fire sh*t so I guess I got that a*ss flow
Better cuff your girl cause if I pass she coming after, chains on my neck shine like stars I'm a galaxy
Holla about a dollar cause you know I need plenty, that movie star money I need more like Demi so we

CHORUS

Get it up, get it up
Get it up, get it up (Ayy)
Get it up, get it up
Get it up, get it up (I said I do this for the money)

Yeah, I be out all night
Tell my mama I'ma be alright (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Never be the reason she rich, all she get is bubble gum and hard d*** (Yeah, I do this for the money)
If rappin' don't work then it's kilos, I got a plug on the d-low
I could never go broke, and you could use that as a quote (Yeah, I do this for the money)

Elementary taught me math, easily a nigga passed
Ever since I was a youngin' I was counting mama cash
I used to steal it out her purse, I knew every stash
Double up the thing in half and I put the shit back
I was thuggin', never stole from the store, man
I was busy hitting licks on the door man
We was wildin', and we getting violent
Everybody twisting fingers on that chi chi time man
Grown man, and I'm still on that same s***
Why? I tell em boy, cause I ain't rich
I be going to hard just to make it last
Everybody making money so I know I can
Most niggas die for p****
If she broke, I'd rather ghost ride the p****
Cause money over humans, not women
I've been getting that since I was an imbecile

Yeah, I be out all night
Tell my mama I'ma be alright (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Never be the reason she rich, all she get is bubble gum and hard d*** (Yeah, I do this for the money)
If rappin' don't work then it's kilos, I got a plug on the d-low
I could never go broke, and you could use that as a quote (Yeah, I do this for the money)

Yeah, I be out all night
Tell my mama I'ma be alright (Yeah, I do this for the money)
Never be the reason she rich, all she get is bubble gum and hard d*** (Yeah, I do this for the money)
If rappin' don't work then it's kilos, I got a plug on the d-low
I could never go broke, and you could use that as a quote (Yeah, I do this for the money)

Yeah, I do this for the money
Yeah, I do this for the money
For the money
Yeah I, y-yeah I do this for the money
For the money