Party Rock Yeah Woo Let's go Party rock is in the house tonight Everybody just have a good time (yeah) And we gon' make you lose your mind (woo) Everybody just have a good time (clap) Party rock is in the house tonight Everybody just have a good time (I can feel it, baby) And we gon' make you lose your mind (yeah) We just wanna see you Shake that In the club, party rock Looking for your girl? She on my jock, huh Non-stop when we in the spot Booty moving weight like she on the block (woo) Where the drank? I gots to know Tight jeans, tattoo, 'cause I'm rock and roll Half-black, half-white, domino Gainin' money, Oprah dough Yo, I'm running through these hoes like Drano I got that devilish flow, Rock and Roll, no halo, we party rock Yeah, that's the crew that I'm reppin' On the rise to the top, no Led in our Zeppelin (hey) Party rock is in the house tonight Everybody just have a good time (yeah) And we gon' make you lose your mind Everybody just have a good time (let's go) Party rock is in the house tonight Everybody just have a good time (I can feel it, babe) And we gon' make you lose your mind We just wanna see you Shake that Every day I'm shufflin' Shufflin', shufflin' Step up fast and be the first girl to make me throw this cash We gettin' money don't be mad, now stop, hatin' is bad One more shot for us, another round Please fill up my cup, don't mess around We just wanna see, you shake it now Now you home with me, you're naked now Get up, get down, put your hands up to the sound Get up, get down, put your hands up to the sound Get up, get down, put your hands up to the sound (woo) Put your hands up to the sound Put your hands up to the sound (let's go) Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, put your hands up to the sound, to the sound (woo) Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up Party rock is in the house tonight (put your hands up) Everybody just have a good time (put your hands up) And we gon' make you lose your mind (put your hands up) Everybody just have a good, good, good time Whoa (put your hands up) Whoa (I can feel it, babe) Whoa (put your hands up) Whoa (put your hands up) Shake that Every day I'm shufflin' Put your, put your (hands up) Put your, put your (yeah) Put your, put your (woo) (Hands up) Put your, put your (hands up) Put your hands up Your hands up Put your hands up

M-M-M-Murda [Verse 1: Takeoff] Let's get it Hop off a sixteen passenger This a G5, no, this not a Challenger (Big one) I keep some members with me and the freaks get coach seats They some cannibals (Eaters) They like to get geeked, drink a whole bottle, wake up and repeat (Damn) She took a lil' (Shh), mixed it with the— (Chill out) Now she said she seein' 3D (Wow) I go in the jungle and I ain't got a coat, I bet I come out with a mink (I bet I) Do this shit for the fam 'cause this shit bigger than me (Big) Colored stones in my infinity link, and in the factory, masterpiece (Factory) I call him twin 'cause that be my brother We got the same Rollie, he matchin' me (Nah, for real) [Chorus: Quavo] Water on me like the sauna (Wet), some karats, some pointers (Woo) All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble) Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo) Buy it all, fuck a front up (Fuck nigga) Cake on me, no funnel (Woo, cash) Drop top, feelin' like Stunna (Hah, drop top) Get these plays, no runnin' (We gone) Chrome Hearts wallet, smoke my pilot, take three vibes to the tropics (Tropics) Nigga wasn't shit, I was outside just servin' narcotics (Narcotics, woo) Pass me that stick, nigga make one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt) Blame it on bro with the ho flooded out in the hotel lobby (Flooded) [Verse 2: Quavo] It's crowded, diamonds be dancin' like Bobby (They dancin') Don't touch it, this Glock, it be cocky (Don't touch it) Shroom and G6 the party, we get it (We kick it) Bitches gon' trend on the topic (Keep trendin') The way I pull up, I'ma pop it, ain't none of these niggas gon' stop me (Pull up, gone) Put this shit on, get a cup for the drip, I'm a motherfuckin' faucet (Kilo) Keep stackin', your bank gon' get bigger (Go) Never will I throw some shade on no nigga (On Take') Lil' nigga, don't play with these niggas (No) I see the big picture, we up on these niggas (Uh) The Huncho, the one, you gon' call on me, nigga? ('Cho) I got your bag, you gon' follow me, nigga (Foll') When I get up, we gon' ball on these niggas (Ball) Fuckin' shit up 'cause we beat out the system (Fuck the system) [Chorus: Quavo] Water on me like the sauna (Wet), some karats, some pointers (Woo) All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble) Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo) Buy it all, fuck a front up (Fuck nigga) Cake on me, no funnel (Woo, cash) Drop top, feelin' like Stunna (Hah, drop top) Get these plays, no runnin' (We gone) Chrome Hearts wallet, smoke my pilot, take three vibes to the tropics (Go) Nigga wasn't shit, I was outside just servin' narcotics (Narcotics, woo) Pass me that stick, nigga make one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt) Blame it on bro with the ho flooded out in the hotel lobby (Flooded)

[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion] Real hot girl shit Yeah, I'm in my bag, but I'm in his too And that's why every time you see me, I got some new shoes Ah, mwah, ayy, look Lil Ju made this beat [Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion] Bitch, I'm a star, got these niggas wishin' He say he hungry, this pussy the kitchen Yeah, that's my dawg, he gon' sit down and listen Call him a trick and he don't get off', hold up Bitch, I'm a star, got these niggas wishin' He say he hungry, this pussy the kitchen Yeah, that's my dawg, he gon' sit down and listen Call him a trick and he don't get offended He know he giving his money to Megan He know it's very expensive to date me Told him go put my name on that account Because when I need money, I ain't tryna, hold up He know he giving his money to Megan He know it's very expensive to date me Told him go put my name on that account Because when I need money, I ain't tryna wait [Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion] I can't be fucked with, no Ho, you can't touch this, ayy Bitch, I do rich shit, huh My money thick thick, ayy Walk with a limp, limp, huh I'm on some pimp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money," yeah I'm on that cash shit, huh I'm in my bag, bitch, huh I'm on your ass, bitch, huh I'm in that new new shit You on that last year, huh Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh Ho, you on simp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money," yeah I'm on that cash shit, ah [Verse 2: DaBaby] You know why these bitches love me? (Why?) 'Cause Baby don't give a fuck (What you do?) I be fixin' her weave while she suckin' my dick Pull it out, then I tittyfuck (Uh, uh) I fuck her from the back and she nasty, killin' her Know how I give it up (Yeah, yeah) I be cool on 'em, bitch, ain't no pressure (Uh-uh) 'Til I met this lil' freak, her name Megan (Ooh) This lil' thing here a stallion, look how she walk Look how she talk, she sexy (Mwah) I like when they pretty and ghetto (Uh-huh) Type of bitch that don't even say hello (Yeah, yeah) And whenever we fuck, she be fuckin' me back Put her in the headlock with my elbow (Mmh) Now she done reversed it Got up on the dick and ride the shit like a Camaro, uh You might also like Kintsugi Lana Del Rey Fingertips Lana Del Rey Paris, Texas Lana Del Rey [Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion] I can't be fucked with, no Ho, you can't touch this, ayy Bitch, I do rich shit, huh My money thick thick, ayy Walk with a limp, limp, huh I'm on some pimp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money," yeah I'm on that cash shit, huh I'm in my bag, bitch, huh I'm on your ass, bitch, huh I'm in that new new shit You on that last year, huh Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh Ho, you on simp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money," yeah I'm on that cash shit, ah (Hey, hey, look) [Verse 3: Megan Thee Stallion] I don't be stressin' 'bout none of these niggas When they be talkin', I don't even listen Tellin' me secrets, I probably forget it But I'ma tune in when he say he gon' lick it He told 'em send me a pic 'cause he miss me I told him send me a stack if he really I don't be trusting these tricks 'cause they tricky Send him a pic of somebody else titties I'm a finesser and I'm a fly dresser Move to the top floor and flew in my dresser My bitches hustle, make money together Your bitches birds and they flockin' together I can't decide if I want the new Louis Dapper Dan yellow, I'm always in Gucci Your mama don't bring your dad to the mall 'Cause when he be in there she know he be choosin' [Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion] I can't be fucked with, no Ho, you can't touch this, ayy Bitch, I do rich shit, huh My money thick thick, ayy Walk with a limp, limp, huh I'm on some pimp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money," yeah I'm on that cash shit, huh I'm in my bag, bitch, huh I'm on your ass, bitch, huh I'm in that new new shit You on that last year, huh Bitch, I do pimp shit, huh Ho, you on simp shit, ayy He say, "You all about money," yeah I'm on that cash shit, ah

Ohh naa naa Omo je ka shi ge ge whoa Ohh naa naa Omo ge wa j'ogede, whoa Ohh naa naa Girl I no go let you go Ohh naa naa Omo je ka shi ge ge whoa Say I wanna leave you in the mornin' But I need you now, yeah, yeah I find you, I give you all you needin' I know you what you like I feel it comin' Time is of the essence I tried to teach you But I might need some lessons I need to give it all I tried to leave but I can't I don't know why, you're the one Turn me out of my mind You don't need no other body You don't need no other body Only you fi hold my body Only you fi hold my body You don't need no other body Say na me dey mess up your mind And na me dey make you free up your mind Say your body talk to me nice Say na my love, you dey need for your life Yeah our love no be lie See yeah we dey together yeah day and night Yeah if I leave you go kpai Yeah if you leave I go kpai (oh, oh whoa) I'm strokin' your body, baby Lovin' your body, baby As you're whinin' your body, baby, so crazy Lovin' your body, baby Gyal iwo ni temi I just wanna let you know, ohh Hope every day that I dey by you You don't need no other body You don't need no other body Only you fi hold my body Only you fi hold my body You don't need no other body Baby, baby Everybody used to say No one loves you like this No one wants you the same way Love 'til the mornin' My head wan' to turn from your lovin' I just wanna get you beside me (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) Gave you all you need, gave you all you need Gave you all, you give me all you need Give you all you need, gave you all Make ah give you all you need Every touch you need, give you all Make ah give you all you need, baby Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah You don't need no other body You don't need no other body (whoa, whoa, whoa) Only you fi hold my body Only you fi hold my body (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) You don't need no other body Baby girl I want you there Girl I want you there Promise to treat your love fair Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa When we touch, how we connect Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa Said this love, have no regret Whoa-whoa, yeah-yeah

Hit you with no delaying so what you sayin yo Silly with my nine milli, what the deally yo When I be on the mic yes I do my duty yo Wild up in the club like we wild in the studio You don’t wanna VIOLATE n**** really and truly yo My main thug n***a named Julio he moody yo Type of n***a that’ll slap you with the tool-io B**** n***a scared to death, act fruity yo F**k that, look at shorty, she a little cutie yo The way she shake it make me wanna get all in the booty yo Top mistresses and banging bitches in videos Whylin with my freak like we up in the freak shows Hit you with the sh*t make you feel it all in your toes Hot s*** got all you n****s in wet clothes Styling my metaphors when I formulate my flows If you don’t know you f**king with lyrical player pros, like that Verse 2 If you really wanna party with me, In God We Trust Yo it’s a must that you heard of us yo we murderous A lot of n****s is wondering and they curious How me and my n****s do it, it’s so mysterious Furious, all of my n****s is serious Shook n****s be walkin around fearing us Front n***a, like you don’t wanna be hearing us Gotta listen to how radio yo be playing us Thirty time a day sh*t’ll make you delirious Damaging everything all up in your ear-ius Yo it’s funny how all the chickens be always serving us All up in between they a** where they wanna carry us Hit ya good then I hit em off with the alias Various, chickens they wanna marry us Yo it’s Flipmode my n***a you know we bout to bust Seven figure money the label preparing us Bite the dust, instead of you, making a fuss N****s know better cause there ain’t no comparing us Mad at us, n****s is never, we fabulous Hit my people off with the flow that be marvelous Oh sh*t, my whole clique victorious Taking no prisoners n****s is straight up warriors While you feeling that I know you be feeling so glorious Then I blitz and reminisce on my n***a Notorious

[C-Murder] Fuck them niggas, ha ha. Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas Bitch I'm down for No Limit, I ride for the cause I'm the nigga on the tank with the big fuckin balls And if anybody fuck with Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm a make these niggas put his name on the wall And everywhere I go I got Mr. Magic here Because I know that nigga don't care He'll have that red shit pourin out your hair Nigga, any fuckin time nigga, any fuckin where Make 'em bleed is the motto that I live by If you fuck with me it's a must you die Them niggas might goin run but them niggas can't hide It's like shootin yourself, it's a suicide KLC rock the beat, hittin hard like dirt Niggas in the Nolia know him as Big Hurt Just like Soulja Slim he'll put you in the dirt And have your picture on front of a t-shirt And when I make moves I got a hundred niggas with me Just incase a nigga out there tryin 'a get me All my niggas is down to squeeze the trigger That's why I'm down for my motherfuckin niggas Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas [Magic] What you aint heard why I ride for these niggas, I die for these niggas Do a drive by with my forty five cause I'm down with these niggas Snoop Dogg and Bossalinie Don't shoot now nigga just call me when you need me Believe me, I never bite the hand that feed me Just point them niggas out and I'll leave em all on the street bleeding Bitch you fuckin with a grown man How I'm gonna ax you in your own house and bury you in your own land See the cops is scared to come and get me But I don't blame em cause they know I got a bunch of thug niggas with me Lookin for trouble, starting shit I'm ridin solo and I'm bustin and gettin rid of your dick See your boys ain't bout beefing When you fuckin with niggas that'll definately get you internal sleep But if you didn't get the fuckin picture [Gunshots] Bitch I'm down for my niggas [C-Murder] Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas [Snoop Dogg] What niggas, them niggas, yeah dawg, you with it No problem, let's get em, do em, I did em We gettin nutty in this motherfucker (nutty in this motherfucker) I got my buddy in this motherfucker, leavin a nigga bloody in this motherfucker We in the cutty motherfucker You done done it, you must, you got it coming motherfucker Some of these niggas is bitches too And some of these niggas look just like you Well, where I'm from we like to ride on foes Do it from the shoulders or do it from the tools I do my dirt all by my lonely (all by my lonely) C-Murder and Magic, hell yeah them my motherfuckin homies Solo shit get thick and call me And niggas wanna act like they wanna get with Snoop Doggy Lemme let you niggas know (what's up) Shit, fuck what you goin through and fuck what you stand for [C-Murder] Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what Fuck them other niggas, I ride for my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas

[Intro] Draco Soulja [Chorus] She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap (Fantom) She make it (Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah) She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap (She make it) [Verse] Ooh, uh, she make it clap Riding 'round town with the strap in my lap Ooh, yeah, she make it clap I'm trying to grab it then hit from the back Told her, "Drop it down", 'cause I like that After I hit then I'll bе right back I walk in the club and whip out the racks I'm blowin' on gas, she doin' hеr dance She makin' it clap, I might have the heart attack I walk in the club and I'm makin' it rain with them stacks She drop it to the ground, she know that it fat I run through that sack when I thumb through them racks I whip up that dough, boy, I'm fresh out the trap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap I hit from the back Walk in the club and I thumb through them racks (Ugh) [Chorus] She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it (Ugh) She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it (Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah) She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it clap, clap, clap She make it (Uh)

That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say That's what everybody say That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah We don't wanna talk if it ain't about the money That's what everybody say We got all the bitches at the club and the bottles on us That's what everybody say, oh yeah We gon' turn up, niggas know Bitch I'm tryna get paid Think about it every damn day Nigga, there's a will, there's a way Shit, I'm tryna hit a lick right quick No shit, that's what everybody say She 'bout to take a trip real quick Got a man but the next nigga paid We got bitches, niggas know Oh yeah, that's great But bitch I'm tryna get paid That's what everybody say I'm tryna get paid, that's what every nigga say I gotta get laid, send them bitches my way Promise when I get it I'ma hit it sideways Five ways, got paid, first on a Friday That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say Rollie never tick or tock, shoulda got the bigger watch Everybody fuckin' with you when you got the Fetty Wap Next thing you know the bitches comin' my way I'ma pull up in a Benz, I'ma fuck her and her friends And I send 'em all home right now Nigga, heart so cold right now Need a bad one that can hold me down That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say Things won't ever go everybody's way No day gon' be everybody's day You know I'm the man, look how everybody hate We don't wanna talk if it ain't about the money That's what everybody say We got all the bitches at the club and the bottles on us That's what everybody say, oh yeah We gon' turn up, niggas know Bitch I'm tryna get paid Think about it every damn day Nigga, there's a will, there's a way Shit, I'm tryna hit a lick right quick No shit, that's what everybody say She 'bout to take a trip real quick Got a man but the next nigga paid We got bitches, niggas know Oh yeah, that's great But bitch I'm tryna get paid That's what everybody say I'm tryna get paid, that's what every nigga say I gotta get straight, send a package my way Promise when I get it I'ma five ways So fast, straight cash, call you back in five days That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say Then I need a bigger block, then I'll prolly get the drop Everybody fuckin' with you when you got the Fetty Wap Next thing you know the bitches comin' my way I'ma pull up in a Rolls, I would spend a bankroll But my money don't fold right now Nigga, heart so cold right now Niggas ballin' outta control right now That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say Things won't ever go everybody's way No day gon' be everybody's day Tell me, where the love? Why everybody hatin'? We don't wanna talk if it ain't about the money That's what everybody say We got all the bitches at the club and the bottles on us That's what everybody say, oh yeah We gon' turn up, niggas know Bitch I'm tryna get paid Think about it every damn day Nigga, there's a will, there's a way Shit, I'm tryna hit a lick right quick No shit, that's what everybody say She 'bout to take a trip real quick Got a man but the next nigga paid We got bitches, niggas know Oh yeah, that's great But bitch I'm tryna get paid That's what everybody say I'm tryna get paid, that's what everybody say Try-tryna get paid, that's what everybody say, say That's what everybody say That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say That's what everybody say That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say I'm tryna get paid, that's what everybody say Try-tryna get paid, that's what every nigga say, say That's what everybody say That's what everybody say That's what everybody say That's what everybody say Okay, so you feel like you tellin' them what they wanna hear, huh? We been sayin' that. You singin' and rappin' that shit they like? We taught y'all to say that. We them ones. Been there since day one. You hear anything different, just call that hearsay. Dave East That's what everybody say Cuban 'round my neck'll brighten everybody day Used to hit the club and they make everybody pay Now I pull up with a tool that make everybody wait Everybody told me I'd be dead by 21 By 22 I really had to go and get a gun Never stand still, couple homies on the run I never tell, know that money better come Yeah, that's what everybody say They ain't love me, now I'm makin' everybody pay I get love in Cali like I fuck with Dr. Dre Used to take the 6 train, now Trigga got me in the Wraith You know me, I'm puttin' niggas in their place Prolly dealin' with a case, couple bitches in my face Went from turnin' 16 to an 8th Quarter, half, 48, next minute, the next day Hey, that's what everybody say I ain't sellin' niggas nothin', I ain't ever seen their face Who you? Hey, that's what everybody say Think you got the wrong number, you ain't mean to call Dave Not me, nah, you ain't mean to call Trey I was in the hallway tryna get it all day You don't even know a nigga's forte I survived Harlem nights, got it right on Broadway I got some money, I went, got some ammo My niggas militant, they rockin' camo You think you lit, I will blow out your candle My man touchin' kis, he don't play no piano No, that's what everybody say Hey, I've been that nigga, by the way I've been fuckin' with Trigga, by the way Hey, but that's what everybody say We don't wanna talk if it ain't about the money That's what everybody say We got all the bitches at the club and the bottles on us That's what everybody say, oh yeah We gon' turn up, niggas know Bitch I'm tryna get paid Think about it every damn day Nigga, there's a will, there's a way Shit, I'm tryna hit a lick right quick No shit, that's what everybody say She 'bout to take a trip real quick Got a man but the next nigga paid We got bitches, niggas know Oh yeah, that's great But bitch I'm tryna get paid That's what everybody say I'm tryna get paid, that's what everybody say Try-tryna get paid, that's what everybody say, say That's what everybody say That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say That's what everybody say Tryna get paid, that's what everybody say That's what everybody say

Ayo, Bandplay Fuck, fuck you lookin' at, bitch? Let the band play I asked this bitch, she must like what she see, what she see Then she told me ain't another like me, like me Naw, baby, ain't no nigga like Key, like Key Yeah, I'ma run it up 'til I'm deceased, deceased Yeah, I just killed the parking lot, RIP, RIP I been getting so much guap, can't get no sleep, get no sleep My new Eliantte piece a hundred G's, yeah Call me Mr. Freeze, diamonds cold, below degrees, yeah And I got that heat, shoot like D-Wade at the three I hit the crowd, scream game over, you play with me Yeah, I got that lemon squeeze, smoking on some lemon trees, yeah This bitch from IG on her knees at my suite, yeah And everything on fleek from my chopper to her weave, yeah Bitch, I hustle hard and I make that shit look easy I asked this bitch, she must like what she see, what she see Then she told me ain't another like me, like me Naw, baby, ain't no nigga like Key, like Key Yeah, I'ma run it up 'til I'm deceased I asked this bitch, she must like what she see, what she see Then she told me ain't another like me, like me Naw, baby, ain't no nigga like Key, like Key (Glizzock) Yeah, I'ma run it up 'til I'm deceased, deceased Yeah, I'ma run it up until I can't no more, yeah I'ma run it up because I can't go broke, yeah Bitch, I came from shit so now I'm walking marble floors I put money over bitches, yeah, you know the motto Yeah, I need my guap, hoe, I get extra large dough My lil' niggas take your cheese, they like, "That is not yours" I got this bitch from overseas and her head game is a pro Yeah, I know you heard of me, Glizzock AKA the G.O.A.T I asked this bitch, she must like what she see, what she see Then she told me ain't another like me, like me (Key Glock) Naw, baby, ain't no nigga like Key, like Key (naw, baby) Yeah, I'ma run it up 'til I'm deceased (run it up, run it up, yeah) 'Til I can't no more, yeah Run it up 'cause I can't go broke, nah

[Intro: Travis Scott & Playboi Carti] Oooh-ooh-ooh (The fuck they on?) Bee! What? What? Oooh-ooh-ooh (Huh? yeah) Ooooh-ooh-ooh (Huh? yeah, check it out, Slatt) Oooh-ooh-ooh (Yeah, what?) What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? [Verse 1: Travis Scott] Move at me, you move with caution (Yeah) 512, she ball from Austin (It's lit) Watchin' Family Guy, no way to pause it (Alright) Heard the voicemail and she damn near lost it Hear the silence, hear the water from the faucet (Straight up) One, two, three, we lasted longer than an auction (Yeah, yeah) Thought I sold it, but it ain't no way she bought it (Yeah) Time to fill up the 'Wood with narcotics (It's lit) Yeah, I'm up in the trees if you need me (In the trees) Yeah, back up and the gang go for a three-peat (Alright) Yeah, back up off the gang, man we need three feet (Three) While I mix up the magic, Houdini (Yeah) [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] I'm in the 9, I'm in the 9 I'm in the 9, I'm in the 9 Yeah, reppin' the 9, yeah, yeah, I'm in my prime Ayy, yeah, we in the grind, breakin' it down I just left Houston Ooh, yeah, meet me at Travis' spot Ooh, we at the Batcave, yeah, we at the pit stop, yeah I got these dreadlocks, yeah, I'm in the big block, yeah I'm in that rich spot, yeah, you in the fed spot, ooh I feel like the only one, they callin' me deadstock, ayy These n***as be holdin' their tongue, they don't be sayin' a lot I'm in a bloody spot, uh I'm in a bloody spot, what I'm in a dirty spot, huh, I'm in a bloody spot, uh I'm in the trap, I'm in the back, I'm in the birdy spot Got the dirty thot, she come with a dirty spot That come with a dirty pot, I need the dirty with pop, yeah I need a bitty with pop, all of my bitches gon' pop, yeah

X.O. think he all that It's 2020 And I ain't got time for no fake-ass shit, nigga I'm straight thuggin', pussy I'm back to the basics, nigga (Zoom, zoom, twenty-one, oh, X.O., twenty-one, oh, X.O.) Don't come to me with no brudda brudda shit, nigga I ain't your brother, your mama ain't had me, pussy-ass nigga I don't know your papi One, two, three, let's go Rolls Royce truck but my windows ain't tinted (Gang) Traphouse jumpin' like a Wendy's or a Denny's (Woo) He ain't stoppin' shit, I decide when I finish (Nope) Racist-ass judge, he decide who get sentenced (Hoe) She a bad bitch, eat the pussy like a spinach She'll suck dick on the way to the dentist I ain't never leavin' my bitch, she a dime (Nope) Why would I switch out a dime for a penny? (Go) Trap out the drip, this a Dior hoodie (Sauce) Stash on full, need somewhere to put it (Where?) FN on me with the blue tip bullets (Clutch) Thinkin' it's a prop 'til I up it (Then), pull it (Bow) Paparazzi on me and the fans keep askin' (What?) Why you swap the bougie bitch out for a ratchet? (Why?) Championship ring like a small face Patek (Win it) Lambo' truck and car parked at the mansion (Skrrt) I met her in June, she let me hit soon She ate the dick like a prune (Uh-uh) I hop in the vroom, the bass go boom Call me Lil Boosie, I zoom (Scratch off) I'm still on that hood shit, ridin' with a full clip (Hunnid) Tank top Fruity Loom (Right now) I'm with some buffoons that walk up and face shit Now you a hot air balloon (Go) Rolls Royce truck but my windows ain't tinted (Gang) Traphouse jumpin' like a Wendy's or a Denny's (Woo) He ain't stoppin' shit, I decide when I finish (Nope) Racist-ass judge, he decide who get sentenced (Fuck 'em) She a bad bitch, eat the pussy like a spinach She'll suck dick on the way to the dentist I ain't never leavin' my bitch, she a dime (Dime) Why would I switch out a dime for a penny? Woo, woo, why would I switch out a dime for a penny? (Gang) Woo, woo, why would I switch out a dime for any? (Gang, gang) Woo, woo, why would I switch out a dime for a penny? (Gang, gang) Woo, woo, one, two, three, let's go When I pulled up, all the bad bitches get in (What up?) Know I'm the shit 'cause the bad bitches sit in' I can't come in 'less the choppas, they get in (Brr) I can't come in 'less the robbers, they fit in Rocks on my wrist and my ice cost two milli' I'm a young rich nigga, stacked to the ceilin' (Fact) Walkin' the bike, diddy-bop like I'm Diddy (Boppin') One, two, three, let's go Pull through the drive-through, a killer gon' surprise you (Hey) If you kill a rap nigga, 12 gonna harass you (Hey) These niggas out here snitchin', disguise you I'ma go and buy some more land, that's value (Gang, gang) I put my dick inside you (Gang, gang) She took a Plan B and I knew (Gang, gang) She said her bitch got a lil' bitch, and her lil' bitch admire you Rolls Royce truck but my windows ain't tinted (Gang) Traphouse jumpin' like a Wendy's or a Denny's (Woo) He ain't stoppin' shit, I decide when I finish (Nope) Racist-ass judge, he decide who get sentenced (Fuck 'em) She a bad bitch, eat the pussy like a spinach She'll suck dick on the way to the dentist I ain't never leavin' my bitch, she a dime (Dime) Why would I switch out a dime for a penny? Woo, woo, why would I switch out a dime for a penny? (Gang) Woo, woo, why would I switch out a dime for any? (Gang, gang) Woo, woo, why would I switch out a dime for a penny? (Gang, gang) Woo, woo

Yo, Mack, I don't even understand How they didn't understand you in that Mary joint (Yeah, I know, man) Kick that old robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, crazy joint Just like Uniblab, robotic kickin' flab My flavor bidder badder chitter-chatter Madder than the Mad Hatter I bet you my shit come out phatter I got the data to turn your body into anti-matter (body into anti-matter) And just like a piece of Sizzlean You'll fit inside my stomach with the eggs and grits between (take 'em down, Mack) The king is what I mean, I mean My man get a cup and put some change inside your hand (take 'em down, Mack) Now, hold up, let's make this official (make it official) Everybody let's agree that MC's need a tissue (wake 'em up) The funk's my only issue I bet your mama miss you And I bet the Mack take off, like an MX missile No more of your whinin' on the charts climbin' As I make the funk kickin' out more harder than a diamond (harder than a diamond) And if you didn't know who's rhymin' I guess I'm gonna say, "Craig Mack, " with perfect timin' You won't be around next year My rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (brand new flava in ya ear) Time for new flava in ya ear I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear Craig Mack, one thousand degrees You'll be on your knees, and you'll be burnin', beggin' please Brother, freeze, this man's undisputed In deep rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted This bad MC with stamina like Bruce Jenner The winner, tastin' MC's for dinner You're crazy like that glue to think that you could outdo My one-two that's sick like the flu (shake 'em down, Mack) Boy, I flip, boy, all the time (ha) 'Cause, boy, the rhyme you kickin' ain't worth a dime Seems like there's no competition in this rap world expedition You come around, I'll knock you out position (knock 'em out) No flav could ever dig a grave, for the Mack The power pack in black, makin' cement crack (make it crack) And here comes the brand new flava in ya ear Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (here comes the brand new flava in ya ear, boy) Time for new flava in ya ear I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (flava, flava) Time for new flava in ya ear I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear (flava in ya ear, boy) Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear Ha, the Mack's dope with more hope than your Pope But for MC's more knots than rope I'd like to break it down, down breakin' forsaken Lords of MC's shakin' with this track that my man's makin' MC's will run like a bomb threat I bet, or better yet, make you sweat (what? huh?) Gettin' hotter than the sun get (yeah) Craig Mack is the flav that rocks from here to Tibet (boy) I break all rules with my action That the Mack sends to MC's, stop relaxin' This brand new Sherriff that's in town Is gettin' down, leavin' bodies buried in the ground I set up rhymes for a decoy Now I'm a Bad Boy, watch the MC's I destroy, and Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (flava in ya ear) Time for new flava in ya ear (flava) I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear (here comes the Mack) Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (here comes the flava) It's time for new flava in ya ear I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear Ha, boy