Come rewind oh (rewind oh) Girl, I got the money wey fit make you mine o Give you lovin' every night, fit make you mad oh (mad oh) Na only you gimme love wey make me nice oh, nice oh, nice oh Haffi make you mine oh (mine oh) Girl, I love you, plus I'll never make you minus If I let you smoke, is you gon' lose my lighter? If you paranoid, then I'ma spend the night You talkin' that lovin' every day (every day) Tell me nicely, if na money, I go pay (pay) For your love, I go pay on E dey make e man dey chase on, uh I fit no dey call you every day When you call, run it back on replay For your love, I go pay on For your lovе, I go play on, oh-wey Make her psycho, make I drive you psycho Baby, every night, say, I go drive you psycho Heavy, heavy-duty don dey make me mad oh (mad oh) Make you, make you sing, sing to the mic oh You're my queen, girl, you are that, lookin' in your eyes oh Show you many things you can utilize oh If I say "I love you", then I tell you like so (I love you) Show you everythin' when I get to my zone True that, make you utilize oh Girl, when we talk, things dey way go revive oh Give you many things wey go dey make you dance oh Girl, make your back up to the stand, I might go Let his phone ring and he never call you back, you should leave him (whoo) Let me put some money in your bag, you don't need him What I mean is, if he do you bad, give me a reason It ain't where you been Girl, it's where you at (where you at?) You talkin' that lovin' every day (oh) Tell me nicely, if na money, I go pay (play) For your love, I go pay on (play it for you) E dey make e man dey chase on (ooh, yeah) Oh, I fit no dey call you evеry day (call me, yeah) When you call, run it back on replay (replay it back) For your love, I go pay on (oh) For your love, I go play on, oh-wey

Finesse, two of 'em (XO think he all that) It's cool when they do it (it's cool, huh?) It's a problem when I do it Fuck 'em (fuck 'em) Birds of a feather (what?) They flock together, that make you a sucker (a sucker) I don't fuck with nobody (none of 'em) If you ain't mob ties Then it's fuck you (fuck you) I don't want nothin' but some money (some money) But if they get with this shit, I'ma flush 'em I'm in South Carolina (what you doin'?) I'm lookin' for Renny She know I'm some' pimpin' though (yeah, she know that) She gotta be thick as hell, big player Can't do nothin' with no skinny ho (oh, nah) Bought a Glock .47, that bitch look like a DE I hit it with both hands I sign my own check (I'm CEO), better stay in your lane Your lil' bitty broke ass (you broke) They hate that they left me (they hate it) They regret what they said (they see) But I don't accept it (I don't) They claimin' he bought it (huh?) The whole time it was somebody else's (that's crazy) Finesse bringin' real back (the real) He be speakin' his mind, that boy with the shit (he lit) These rap niggas pitiful (I'm so sick of 'em) They be ready to kill you over a bitch, hold up I come around, niggas go put they ho up (go put they ho up) Quit askin' questions, bitch, shut up and roll up (roll up) She eat the dick 'til she throw up, ugh He tried to diss me to blow up (boom) I'm VVS to the floor up, ooh Pinky ring look like a doughnut I do this shit for them niggas who solid And free all them real ones who jailin' in Beaumont Damn, they can't do nothin' with 'em Beefin' with who? It ain't nothin' with 'em (none) I'm hearin' the slick shit (slick shit) Tote nothin' but big shit, you can get slumped with 'em (slumped with 'em) The Draco is under me (yeah) That bitch in my lap now, come and get 'em (lap now, come and get 'em) You think I ain't on point (you stupid) Run up if you want, shoot this bitch through the window (bah, bah, bah) They like, "Ooh, he violent" (shh) They ain't droppin' nothin', ooh, they silent (shh) They makin' up rumors, don't nobody believe 'em, that shit don't surprise me (it don't) My side bitch main homie (on God) She play her position, ain't doin' no snitchin' (shh) Remember I was broke (remember) Now they be like, "Hell nah, look at Ricky" (Lil' Deebo) Don't act like you know a nigga All them years I did, you ain't wrote a nigga Don't be speakin' on me if you owe a nigga I'll catch him in traffic and ho the nigga (ho the nigga) I put that on my grandmammy (I put that on my grandmammy) I was gone, but I'm back at it (now I'm back at it) I ain't cool, I just act happy (cool, I just act happy) Mini Drac', I can backpack it (bitch, I can tote it) Say they got a bounty on who? (On who?) They say they got prices on who head? (On who head?) Thirty-two shots in this Glock .17, and bitch, it'll be thirty-two dead, on me I hit that bitch with my foot in her neck (foot in her neck) Sleepin' on me, now a crook in your neck (crook in your neck) 30K for a twenty minute set Put some baguettes in the Cartier specs, I'm back in (I'm back) They ain't fuck with me back then (they was sleepin') Now they hollerin' 'bout, "Tap in" (hollerin' 'bout, "Tap in") I pulled up with a MAC-10 (pulled up with a-, rrrt) If she give you some pussy and you tell the business That mean you a rat then (then you'll tell somethin') I don't want your bottles, I don't want your weed, just give me my backends I'm goin' back in (I'm goin' back in)

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Long ghetto hair on my bitch ('06, yeah, '06) (Yeah) Ghetto hair on my bitch ('06) Feel like La Flare in '06 Long ghetto hair on my bitch (it's Gucci) Yeah (go) Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane My lil' nigga gone off a pill The nigga walk 'round like he Superman Somebody calm him down, he boutta shoot the man Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then Yeah, nigga, let's go Feel like La Flare in '06 (yeah) Long ghetto hair on my bitch (uh-huh) I came from nan', I wasn't shit (what they do?) Now they sit there and stare at my whip (okay) I can't even put it in park (nah) Somebody down to get it (yeah) I need somebody carryin' my .50 She ran over her man, he a jit And you could throw my bowl on the floor, I'm a dawg (woof, woof) Nigga damn near a Pit' (woof, woof) I don't think none of them niggas with it at all (nah) Niggas damn near bitches (none of that, nigga) Won't leave out winter, spring, summer, fall (nah) Without my hand on the stick (nah, nah) And I politely pull up in a brand-new car (and bend over his bitch, yeah) Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane My lil' nigga gone off a pill The nigga walk 'round like he Superman Somebody calm him down, he boutta shoot the man Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then Yeah, nigga, let's go I feel like it's me in '06 and '07, '08, and even '09 ('09) Still hard to kill, the last nigga tried Go ask him, he didn't survive (what happened?) I was sittin' in the county, the niggas I fronted didn't help They ain't send me a dime (fuck 'em) These niggas be cap, the way I was trappin' Went platinum before I was signed (huh) Geeked up, I stayed out of my mind (geeked) Still was ahead of my time (Wop) And I was the man in the middle But made so much profits, you thought it was mine (skrrt) And everything top of the line (top) And nothin' ain't changed, I'm still in my prime (burr) I make it look easy, these niggas some copycats They'll do whatever to shine (it's Gucci) Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane (haan) My lil' nigga gone off a pill (yeah) The nigga walk 'round like he Superman Somebody calm him down, he bouta shoot the man (haan) Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane (haan) My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then Yeah, nigga, let's go 21 (21), 21 Pistol whip your mans (21) She eat the dick with both her hands (21) Pourin' up Wock', I'm tryna stand (21) Clap at the opps like I'm a fan (21) I got a dub for my advance (21) Hit for a hunnid on Moreland Ave Long live Shawty Lo, bitch, I'm the man (21) Home invasion, we tryna go loot somethin' (straight up) Put his face on his throat, thought he knew somethin' (straight up) You a stepper, then go put your boots on (straight up) He get hit with the K if he move wrong (straight up) G-Block, yeah, I trapped in the school zone (straight up) You know I'm the wrong nigga to snooze on (21) Half a ticket on the Rolex blue stones (21) Reach for it, face shot, cut the news on, Princeton (21, 21) Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane My lil' nigga gone off a pill The nigga walk 'round like he Superman Somebody calm him down, he boutta shoot the man Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then Yeah, nigga, let's go

Let's get it crunk up on Have fun up on, up in this dancery We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me Come on, everybody get on up 'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk Mary J. is in the spot tonight And I'ma make it feel alright (make it feel alright) Come on baby, just, party with me Let loose and set your body free (oh) Leave your situations at the door So when you step inside jump on the floor Let's get it crunk up on (let's get crunk up on) Have fun up on, up in this dancery We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (gots to dance for me) Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery (holler, holler, holler) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me Ooh, it's only gonna be about a matter of time Before you get loose and start lose your mind Cop you a drink, go head and rock your ice 'Cause we celebratin' no more drama in our life With the Dre track pumpin', everybody's jumpin' Go ahead and twist your back and get your body bumpin' I told you, "Leave your situations at the door" So grab somebody and get your ass on the dance floor Let's get it crunk up on Have fun up on, up in this dancery (in this dancery) We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (and you gots to dance for me) Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me We don't need no haters (y'all we don't need 'em, no) We're just tryin' to love one another (love) We just want y'all have a good time (mm-hmm) No more drama in your life (mm-mm, no) Work real hard to make a dime If you got beef, your problem, not mine (yeah, not mine) Leave all that B-S outside We're gonna celebrate all night (all night) Let's have fun, tonight, no fights Turn that Dre track way up high (turn it up, turn it up) Makin' you dance all night and I (all night long) Got some real heat for ya this time (real heat for ya) Doesn't matter if you're white or black (doesn't matter, doesn't matter) Let's get crunk 'cause Mary's back Let's get it crunk up on (let's get it crunk up on ) Have fun up on, up in this dancery (in this dancery, hey) We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (so you gotta dance for me) Don't need no hateration (dance for me) Holleration in this dancery (dance for me) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (let's get it, let's get it, let's get it) So just dance for me Let's get it crunk up on (dance for me) Have fun up on, up in this dancery (let's get crunk up on) We got ya open, now ya floatin' (all I want y'all to do) So you gots to dance for me (is just dance, just dance) Don't need no hateration (come on, come on) Holleration in this dancery (come on, come on, come on, come on) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me Let's get it crunk up on Have fun up on, up in this dancery (oh, yeah) We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (you gotta dance for me) Don't need no hateration (just dance for me) Holleration in this dancery (just dance for me) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (dance for me, dance for me) So just dance for me (dance for me, yeah) Let's get it crunk up on (dance for me) Have fun up on, up in this dancery (come on y'all dance) We got ya open, now ya floatin' (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, oh) So you gots to dance for me Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery (we don't need no haters, we just want y'all to holla) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (holla if you hear me, get it percolatin') So just dance for me (yeah)

Let's get it crunk up on Have fun up on, up in this dancery We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me Come on, everybody get on up 'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk Mary J. is in the spot tonight And I'ma make it feel alright (make it feel alright) Come on baby, just, party with me Let loose and set your body free (oh) Leave your situations at the door So when you step inside jump on the floor Let's get it crunk up on (let's get crunk up on) Have fun up on, up in this dancery We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (gots to dance for me) Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery (holler, holler, holler) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me Ooh, it's only gonna be about a matter of time Before you get loose and start lose your mind Cop you a drink, go head and rock your ice 'Cause we celebratin' no more drama in our life With the Dre track pumpin', everybody's jumpin' Go ahead and twist your back and get your body bumpin' I told you, "Leave your situations at the door" So grab somebody and get your ass on the dance floor Let's get it crunk up on Have fun up on, up in this dancery (in this dancery) We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (and you gots to dance for me) Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me We don't need no haters (y'all we don't need 'em, no) We're just tryin' to love one another (love) We just want y'all have a good time (mm-hmm) No more drama in your life (mm-mm, no) Work real hard to make a dime If you got beef, your problem, not mine (yeah, not mine) Leave all that B-S outside We're gonna celebrate all night (all night) Let's have fun, tonight, no fights Turn that Dre track way up high (turn it up, turn it up) Makin' you dance all night and I (all night long) Got some real heat for ya this time (real heat for ya) Doesn't matter if you're white or black (doesn't matter, doesn't matter) Let's get crunk 'cause Mary's back Let's get it crunk up on (let's get it crunk up on ) Have fun up on, up in this dancery (in this dancery, hey) We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (so you gotta dance for me) Don't need no hateration (dance for me) Holleration in this dancery (dance for me) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (let's get it, let's get it, let's get it) So just dance for me Let's get it crunk up on (dance for me) Have fun up on, up in this dancery (let's get crunk up on) We got ya open, now ya floatin' (all I want y'all to do) So you gots to dance for me (is just dance, just dance) Don't need no hateration (come on, come on) Holleration in this dancery (come on, come on, come on, come on) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' So just dance for me Let's get it crunk up on Have fun up on, up in this dancery (oh, yeah) We got ya'll open, now ya floatin' So you gots to dance for me (you gotta dance for me) Don't need no hateration (just dance for me) Holleration in this dancery (just dance for me) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (dance for me, dance for me) So just dance for me (dance for me, yeah) Let's get it crunk up on (dance for me) Have fun up on, up in this dancery (come on y'all dance) We got ya open, now ya floatin' (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, oh) So you gots to dance for me Don't need no hateration Holleration in this dancery (we don't need no haters, we just want y'all to holla) Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin' (holla if you hear me, get it percolatin') So just dance for me (yeah)

Bouldercrest CEO speaking So Icey Entertainment CEO speaking (Iceeeey) Blood In Blood Out member speaking East Atlanta, Bouldercrest affiliated (chea, chea) It's that boy Gucci Another beat banger, Fatboi fucking with me Put the pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, Gucci? Plenty working in the kitchen Pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, how you get it? Plenty working in the kitchen Thirty thousand dollars for the So Icey Squad Thousand pound deal for the So Icey Boys Gucci Aquarius a So Icy shark Selling white chalk tryna duck these narcs Bought some Lowenharts and some D.U.B.'s 34 inch Ashanti's on the Humvee Whole lot of purp, whole lot of green Whole heap of white, large amount of beans Got them collard greens, sell a lot of things Four plus a four, dawg, that's a chicken wing Trapping in a drought, money in the vault Bring me another pot and another fo' Gucci Put the pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, Gucci? Plenty working in the kitchen Pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, how you get it? Plenty working in the kitchen Gucci don't care, scale like yeah Mojo's there, egg beaters there RIP to Blockbeater, O.J. here (Juice) Oh my God, it's Zone 6 year Zone 6 chimps, Bouldercrest bear Zone 6 rims, and Bouldercrest jills 30 inches got me looking down on him And I'm so high, it's so lonely up here Jumping out the vert, it's some bitches over there Big booty bitches loves a good cooking player Bricks in the basement, pills in the cabinet Pounds in the closet, money in the attic Gucci Put the pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, Gucci? Plenty working in the kitchen Pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, how you get it? Plenty working in the kitchen Dope bowl crack, now we getting mad But we ain't really lost 'cause we can Isotol dat ass When we bringing route, bring it to your door Money on the floor, bring money to the door Put the pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, Gucci? Plenty working in the kitchen Pounds in the trash can, Gucci do the dishes Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen Bought a old school, then I sat it on 6's How you cop it, how you get it? Plenty working in the kitchen

Tat-Tat-Tat-Tat-Tat-Tat-Tatted Up Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, Tat-Tat-Tatted Up Is that cha thong showin, or ya tattoo on ya back Is that on ya pussy, or dat tattoo make you Bad Tattoo on ya chest, tattoo on your ass Tattoo of ya daughter, sort of like the like the pussycat? Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, ATL Tatted Up Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, Miami Tatted Up Tat-Tat She Tatted Up, Tat-Tat He Tatted Up Tat-Tat We Tatted Up, Tat-Tat Errbody Tatted Up [2 Dolla] CcLook! look, look, look look, look what do I see Is it on ya back or between ya legs, its lookin like some ice cream Meltin to the flo, dip it back n drop it low Girl I know this sounds strange, but I done seen that tat befo Cherries on ya waist, can I get a taste Hello kitty tattooed on ya titty, might be you but chu ain't dat pretty Thug stacks, i rep my city, ATL tattooed on my arm, got my heat nigga best be calm Angel wings tattooed on ya back, a couple flames comin outcha crack [Chorus:] Is that cha thong showin, or ya tattoo on ya back Is that on ya pussy, or dat tattoo make you Bad Tattoo on ya chest, tattoo on your ass Tattoo of ya daughter, sort of like the like the pussycat? Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, ATL Tatted Up Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, Miami Tatted Up Tat-Tat She Tatted Up, Tat-Tat He Tatted Up Tat-Tat We Tatted Up, Tat-Tat Errbody Tatted Up [Fabo] I know that all the girls love to show the body pictures So realistic, jump out n getcha, she show em on the block Dance n show em in the club, even got her boyfriend name Same nigga n her homegirl, its in her secret spot, her momma taught her well The bigger the better, original, miss peaches give em hell She got a small tattoo on her waistline, and she ride or die wit loyalty, cuz try to take mine You might also like DOGTOOTH Tyler, The Creator Your Power Billie Eilish How You Remind Me Nickelback [Bridge:] Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, New York Tatted Up Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, California Tatted Up Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, Houston Tatted Up Tat-Tat-Tatted Up, Chi-Town Tatted Up [2 Dolla] Oh no, this is somethin I neva seen befo Yellow brick road tattooed all the way down her belly, its a slow? Shes a princess, atleast its cursive on her neck But now my whole clique in, tat stacks on deck I done seen alot but I ain't seen em all If its somethin new, girl gimme a call The address you live, its in yo draws Im freaky girl, lemme see yo paws I'll break em up, if you let me cut Butterflies on the side of ya butt Im a freak by nature, you like it rough A freak by nature, you like it rough [Chorus:] Is that cha thong showin, or ya tattoo on ya back Is that on ya pussy, or dat tattoo make you Bad Tattoo on ya chest, tattoo on your ass Tattoo of ya daughter,sort of like the like the pussycat? Dominican Tatted Up, Jamaican Tatted Up Puerto Rican Tatted Up, Mexican Tatted Up White Folk Tatted up, Black Folk Tatted Up ATL Tatted Up, Errbody Tatted Up Is that cha thong showin, or ya tattoo on ya back Is that on ya pussy, or dat tattoo make you Bad Tattoo on ya chest, tattoo on your ass Tattoo of ya daughter, sort of like the pussycat? Tatted Up, Tatted Up, Tatted Up, Tatted Up Tatted Up, Tatted Up, Tatted Up, Tatted Up Barberaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Stop 2 Dolla, Stop Fabo Barberaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Tat it up , Tat it up Tat it up , Tat it up Tat it uuuuuppppppppppppp aaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwww aaaaawww

Tell me what you want Tell me what you want Just tell me what you want Tell me what you want Tell me what you want Tell me what you want [Chorus: Total] Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years [Verse 1: Ma$e] Now Ma$e be the man wanna see you doing good I don't wanna get rich, leave you in the hood Girl, in my eyes you the baddest The reason why I love you, you don't like me cuz my status I don't wanna see you with a carriage, living average I wanna do my thing so we be established And I don't want you rockin' them fabrics Girl, I wanna give you carats 'til you feel you a rabbit Anything in your path you want, you can have Walk through the mall, if you like it, you can grab Total it all up and put it on my tab And then tell your friends all the fun you had [Chorus: Total] Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years [Verse 2: Ma$e] Hey Mama, won't you come here to Papa? You don't like the way your tatas lookin at Shada? In a 600 ain't no smokin' cigada Come over here, I think I see your baby faddah Here ya go, the number to my casa If you in a rush, you call me mañana Whatever you need, girlfriend, I got the whole enchilada Just the way you like it, Ma$e gon' do you propa Girl, I can tell you was meant for me I can tell by the way you was sent to me While I'm on tour trying to make them centuries And they ask who your man, you better mention me If you don't, you know you got a problem Said you want no beef, girlfriend, don't start none And it just so happen that I'm seeing cash Cuz you messed up a lot just trying to be fast And I ain't gonna ask who smashed the E-Class Pull up to the crib with the whole front crashed Now you wanna laugh, good thing that's the past If you ever lie again, girl, that'll be your last You might also like SORRY NOT SORRY Tyler, The Creator Love Language SZA Letter To An Old Poet ​boygenius [Chorus: Total] Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years [Verse 3: Ma$e] Now the more you treat me royal I adore you That's why I don't mind doing these things for you You did things for me I wouldn't believe you did That's why I always want to keep you here In a year or two, girl, I could see you with my kids Girl, you make a thug want to get a legal gig It's only right we spend our lonely nights Gettin' crazy biz till we awake the kids Don't get too loud, got respect for you honey To keep it all real, you come second to my money And can you be my ghetto love prophecy? Everybody love you girl, not just me And I know that you really care a lot for me Wanna see you happy even if it's not with me (not with me) Even if it's not with me [Chorus: Total] Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years For years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years Tell me what you want for me Take a look at what you see Let me know if this right here Is something you can have for years

Finesse, two of 'em (XO think he all that) It's cool when they do it (it's cool, huh?) It's a problem when I do it Fuck 'em (fuck 'em) Birds of a feather (what?) They flock together, that make you a sucker (a sucker) I don't fuck with nobody (none of 'em) If you ain't mob ties Then it's fuck you (fuck you) I don't want nothin' but some money (some money) But if they get with this shit, I'ma flush 'em I'm in South Carolina (what you doin'?) I'm lookin' for Renny She know I'm some' pimpin' though (yeah, she know that) She gotta be thick as hell, big player Can't do nothin' with no skinny ho (oh, nah) Bought a Glock .47, that bitch look like a DE I hit it with both hands I sign my own check (I'm CEO), better stay in your lane Your lil' bitty broke ass (you broke) They hate that they left me (they hate it) They regret what they said (they see) But I don't accept it (I don't) They claimin' he bought it (huh?) The whole time it was somebody else's (that's crazy) Finesse bringin' real back (the real) He be speakin' his mind, that boy with the shit (he lit) These rap niggas pitiful (I'm so sick of 'em) They be ready to kill you over a bitch, hold up I come around, niggas go put they ho up (go put they ho up) Quit askin' questions, bitch, shut up and roll up (roll up) She eat the dick 'til she throw up, ugh He tried to diss me to blow up (boom) I'm VVS to the floor up, ooh Pinky ring look like a doughnut I do this shit for them niggas who solid And free all them real ones who jailin' in Beaumont Damn, they can't do nothin' with 'em Beefin' with who? It ain't nothin' with 'em (none) I'm hearin' the slick shit (slick shit) Tote nothin' but big shit, you can get slumped with 'em (slumped with 'em) The Draco is under me (yeah) That bitch in my lap now, come and get 'em (lap now, come and get 'em) You think I ain't on point (you stupid) Run up if you want, shoot this bitch through the window (bah, bah, bah) They like, "Ooh, he violent" (shh) They ain't droppin' nothin', ooh, they silent (shh) They makin' up rumors, don't nobody believe 'em, that shit don't surprise me (it don't) My side bitch main homie (on God) She play her position, ain't doin' no snitchin' (shh) Remember I was broke (remember) Now they be like, "Hell nah, look at Ricky" (Lil' Deebo) Don't act like you know a nigga All them years I did, you ain't wrote a nigga Don't be speakin' on me if you owe a nigga I'll catch him in traffic and ho the nigga (ho the nigga) I put that on my grandmammy (I put that on my grandmammy) I was gone, but I'm back at it (now I'm back at it) I ain't cool, I just act happy (cool, I just act happy) Mini Drac', I can backpack it (bitch, I can tote it) Say they got a bounty on who? (On who?) They say they got prices on who head? (On who head?) Thirty-two shots in this Glock .17, and bitch, it'll be thirty-two dead, on me I hit that bitch with my foot in her neck (foot in her neck) Sleepin' on me, now a crook in your neck (crook in your neck) 30K for a twenty minute set Put some baguettes in the Cartier specs, I'm back in (I'm back) They ain't fuck with me back then (they was sleepin') Now they hollerin' 'bout, "Tap in" (hollerin' 'bout, "Tap in") I pulled up with a MAC-10 (pulled up with a-, rrrt) If she give you some pussy and you tell the business That mean you a rat then (then you'll tell somethin') I don't want your bottles, I don't want your weed, just give me my backends I'm goin' back in (I'm goin' back in)

Pull up to the trap Peekin' out the peephole Give you two shots Like I'm shootin' free throws Cubans on my neck That's a lot of kilos Pack touched down So now I'm on reload Pull up to the trap (Pull up) Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?) Give you two shots (Bow bow) Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha) Cubans on my neck (Cubans) That's a lot of kilos (Kilos) Pack touched down (It's here) So now I'm on reload (Reload) Pull up in my trap car Hit the trap house dishin' that dope out Hop out with that stick out Please don't trip out I might flip out I know a Cuban he don't speak english I need a translator (I need some better talk!) Give me whatever I need Uncle Sammy Told me to pay him later (Throw that shine yeah nigga) I heard the car pull up outside I look at the blindfold (Who that? Who that?) Yeah my stupid ass baby mama Think I'm in here with side hoes (Stupid bitch!) Bitch I'm in here with nine bows, (Right now!) Tryna get the whole 9 sold (Right now!) And you make a scene causing commotion Trying to give me some time hoe? (What you twelve or something?) Walk in your trap and take over your trap, I'm like Bankroll (Fresh!) Come and take your shit repo (Give me that!) Make you tuck your shit, Debo Hey, hey! I'm so ahead of them check out my schedule Gotti and MoneyBagg oh that's 2Federal Fuck what they talking 'bout I'm running up revenue Go do the same, that's what you better do Pull up to the trap Peekin' out the peephole Give you two shots Like I'm shootin' free throws Cubans on my neck That's a lot of kilos Pack touch down So now I'm on reload Pull up to the trap (Pull up) Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?) Give you two shots (Bow bow) Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha) Cubans on my neck (Cubans) That's a lot of kilos (Kilos) Pack touched down (It's here) So now I'm on reload MoneyBagg and Gotti (2Federal) It's like we got the cheat code (Yup) We talk nothin' but gangsta shit and get money with Chicos (Chicos) CMG the label And we distribute kilos (Kilos) And we'll spend your budget (On what?) On foreign whips with two doors (Ugh) I'm 2Federal a nigga talkin' shit etc etc You a little hater hater it fit your character I'll fuck around and embarrass you Hold up listen Tell a nigga I made 20 million would you believe me? Young nigga told me he made 100, 000 listenin' to me and Jeezy (I believe him) I was 'Trap or Die', gettin' rich or die tryin' (What else?) Before I made cocaine music fire (What else?) Ran off on the plug with seventy five (What else?) I was robbing niggas runnin' with the gats (Young nigga grindin' trying to get a nine) But the price high Everybody telling me to drop that CM now The streets dry Pull up to the trap (Pull up) Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?) Give you two shots (Bow bow) Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha) Cubans on my neck (Cubans) That's a lot of kilos (Kilos) Pack touched down (It's here) So now I'm on reload Pull up to the trap (Pull up) Peekin' out the peephole (Who that?) Give you two shots (Bow bow) Like I'm shootin' free throws (Ha) Cubans on my neck (Cubans) That's a lot of kilos (Kilos) Pack touched down (It's here) So now I'm on reload