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LA billboard calls for Marvel Studios to bring Tony Stark back to life

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LA billboard calls for Marvel Studios to bring Tony Stark back to life
April 24, 2021 by: Gaius Bolling

Marvel fans seem to still be in mourning two years after the tragic events of AVENGERS: ENDGAME which saw Robert Downey Jr.’s Tony Stark aka Iron Man sacrificing himself to defeat Thanos and save the world. Here, in my sweet home of Los Angeles, a billboard has gone up calling for Marvel Studios to bring Tony Stark back to life. The fictional incident obviously still isn’t sitting well with Marvel fans who have extra spending money to erect a billboard.

The image of the billboard was posted by Lights, Camera, Pod on Twitter. The billboard reads “For our beloved hero, please bring back Tony Stark” while Marvel-like imagery makes up the visuals for the billboard. The hashtag “BringBackTonyStarkToLife” can be seen on the bottom with the date of April 24, 2021. The idea seems to be to get the hashtag to trend on the 24th and given the fact that #ReleaseTheSnyderCut did so well, Marvel fans may think they have some power here to make things happen. You can check out the Twitter post below:

A new billboard has been put up by fans in Los Angeles, and asks Marvel Studios to bring the Iron Man, Tony Stark, back to life. pic.twitter.com/JtG2GvdzmL

— Lights, Camera, Pod (@LightsCameraPod) April 22, 2021

The reaction to the billboard has been a bit mixed. Some fans are all for a Tony Stark return while others are calling out desperate fanboys for seemingly wasting their money. Some fans are just having fun with the billboard and making a joke out of the whole situation. When these things happen I always wonder who actually put up the money to make this happen and why? I suppose we all have a little fun with some of this stuff but it also seems to add to the fanboy stigma of when fans don’t get their way or they want to change the narrative of a story, they go to great lengths to attempt to make it happen. Btw, perhaps the best response to this billboard comes from Chrissy Teigen. The model and media personality has a bit of fun pointing out the awkward sentence structure of the hashtag:

really upsetting hashtag sentence structure happening here pic.twitter.com/F21JO2ByJ8

— chrissy teigen (@chrissyteigen) April 23, 2021

What are your thoughts on the #BringBackTonyStarkToLife campaign? You can check out some of the various Twitter reactions to the billboard below!

SIGH #fanboys. Iron Man is gone for a reason. Some people don’t like change. #MarvelStudios is going through a diverse series of stories. Iron Man’s work is done. These are probably some of the same people who are mad about the diverse films and stories being made. pic.twitter.com/XXTyBvxF2g

— You betta get that Vax???? (@JerrellZod) April 22, 2021

Exactly like I get it people miss the character of Tony Stark but his story is over having him continuously be there would do nothing he did his hero’s journey he did all the growing he had to do and now he’s gone perfect ending

— Maxius (@Nerdy_Weirdo100) April 23, 2021

why tony stark?? i’ll never forgive them for killing black widow over hawkeye https://t.co/i3BJ1d5tyv

— syd ? (@qcktyz) April 23, 2021

“bring back Tony Stark”

Okay, but you’re not gonna like it. pic.twitter.com/LUUoadDSTn

— James Marsh (@Jamesotron) April 22, 2021

I’m pretty sure someone’s gonna counter the criticism by saying “Snyder fans are doing the same”

Bitxh nah we’re doing it for an incomplete story. Tony Stark’s arc is over asf. Let the man decompose in peace please. Also why now lmfao where were you for the past 2 years pic.twitter.com/U0B52X3SLo

— Advit (@adddy_daddy) April 22, 2021

All other things about this aside, “bring back Tony Stark to life” is a very awkward way to phrase this. https://t.co/Sme5KRCQ82

— Cody Johnston (@drmistercody) April 22, 2021

The great irony is that they probably are going to bring him back anyway for reasons only to probably have him replaced by Reed and DOOM

So this will become some kind of ouroborous Dyson sphere event later I’m sure

— BigHellstarThoughts (@BigHellstar) April 22, 2021

Marvel: BRING TONY STARK BACK TO LIFE #bringbacktonystarktolife – Sign the Petition! https://t.co/M0pzb92QCA via @ChangeOrg_India

— Debarshi Mukherjee (@DebarshiMukhe17) April 23, 2021

#BringBackTonyStarkToLife
Bro please come back to MCU.
When you left MCU, I just felt so bad that I stopped watching Marvel movies. Please come back brother. ??

— Shourya Sharma (@Shourya33610329) April 23, 2021

Yes please ! #BringBackTonyStarkToLife pic.twitter.com/raWJ4vfxQO

— Jenny (@HIMFreak88) April 23, 2021

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Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato – What Other People Say (R3HAB Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Demi Lovato]
Thought when I grew up, I would be the same
As the ones who gave me my last name
I would not give in, I would not partake
In the same old drugs everyone else takes

[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
I’m better than that, I’m better than that
I’m livin’ my life so I go to Heaven and never come back
But look where I’m at, look where I’m at
I’m livin’ the life that I said I wouldn’t and wanna go back

[Chorus: Demi Lovato]
I used to call my mom every Sunday
So she knew her lovе wasn’t far away
But now I’m all fucked up out in LA
‘Cause I care morе about what other people say
I used to not take chances with God’s name
But it’s been so long since I last prayed
And now I’m all fucked up and my heart’s changed
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
And now I’m all fucked up and my heart’s changed
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

[Post-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

[Verse 2: Sam Fischer]
I wish I could shelter the boy I knew
From the constant hell I’d put him through
‘Cause I’m all grown up and I’m black and blue
I could use some tape, I could use some glue

[Pre-Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
I’m better than that, I’m better than that
I should be livin’ my life so I go to Heaven and never come back

[Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
I used to call my mom every Sunday
So she knew her love wasn’t far away
But now I’m all fucked up out in LA
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
I used to not take chances with God’s name
But it’s been so long since I last prayed
And now I’m all fucked up and my heart’s changed
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
And now I’m all fucked up and my heart’s changed
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

[Post-Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
Yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

DDG & OG Parker – Hakuna Matata Lyrics

[Intro: DDG]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
What the fuck is a lil’ band to me?
(OG Parker)

[Chorus: DDG]
Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar
Now I caught Gucci all over my collar
I do this shit for my muhfuckin’ mama
My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya
Sharp as a needle, I’m really a scholar
I can be evil, so don’t even bother
I’m not with the drama, got too many commas
Not worried ’bout nada, “Hakuna matata”
Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar
Now I caught Gucci all over my collar
I do this shit for my muhfuckin’ mama
My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya
Sharp as a needle, I’m really a scholar
I can be evil, so don’t even bother
I’m not with the drama, got too many commas
Not worried ’bout nada, “Hakuna matata”

[Verse 1: DDG]
I put the smoke from the weed in my body
Some of y’all tweak off some muhfuckin’ molly
I feel amazing, can’t nobody stop me
My business is jumpin’ like it’s an ollie
Tryna explain it, but nobody get me
Leavin’ my homies that ain’t comin’ with me
I give all this service, but nobody tip me
They use me and move on as I’m empty
I can’t count a penny, a dollar, a benzie
I swipe for a thousand, my wallet got plenty
Don’t ask me for any, I’m sorry, I’m stingy
I was this way from the fuckin’ beginning
They said I’m changing, I never agree
Even with millions, I’m still DDG
From the Pontiac streets, bought a mansion for me
Niggas askin’ for me, why they askin’ for me?
‘Cause I’m actually rich and I’m havin’ it factually
Ain’t got no help, did it manually
Millions and millions come annually
I’m stackin’ the paper up gradually
What the fuck is a lil’ band to me?
Got a hundred K, randomly
If he hatin’, he a fan to me

[Chorus: DDG]
Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar
Now I caught Gucci all over my collar
I do this shit for my muhfuckin’ mama
My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya
Sharp as a needle, I’m really a scholar
I can be evil, so don’t even bother
I’m not with the drama, got too many commas
Not worried ’bout nada, “Hakuna matata”
Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar
Now I caught Gucci all over my collar
I do this shit for my muhfuckin’ mama
My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya
Sharp as a needle, I’m really a scholar
I can be evil, so don’t even bother
I’m not with the drama, got too many commas
Not worried ’bout nada, “Hakuna matata”

[Verse 2: Tyla Yaweh]
I don’t mess with you ’cause I know you fake
I’m droppin’ these dollars, I know you gon’ chase
I’m keepin’ the pot to “Hakuna matata”
I struggled so hard, I made minimum wage
So up, I’ma swerve the lanes
I stay on my vibe, I stay in my lane
I see that you livin’ in LA girl
And I’m really not givin’ no fucks ’bout fame
Drip drown in a McLaren, I hit it (Oh)
You know she a ten or I smack it, I hit
I swear, she on my radar
I’m straight from Florida, gator
Give a fuck ’bout what you think
I can smell that you are just so right
Chillin’ in a mansion, you know this shit dancin’
You know I got options, she ain’t average, yeah
I’m tarnished all the way
These are feelin’ laced
I hate society, I love each day awake
That’s a problem in my eyes, I hope it is synchronized
You know I was a broke kid, so you see when I homeless, though

[Chorus: DDG]
Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar
Now I caught Gucci all over my collar
I do this shit for my muhfuckin’ mama
My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya
Sharp as a needle, I’m really a scholar
I can be evil, so don’t even bother
I’m not with the drama, got too many commas
Not worried ’bout nada, “Hakuna matata”
Back in the day, I was broke with no dollar
Now I caught Gucci all over my collar
I do this shit for my muhfuckin’ mama
My brother, my papa, my sister, I got ya
Sharp as a needle, I’m really a scholar
I can be evil, so don’t even bother
I’m not with the drama, got too many commas
Not worried ’bout nada, “Hakuna matata”

Only The Family & Tee Grizzley – Chess Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Tee Grizzley]
Let’s set the pieces up
You want white or black?
White usually go first but
The black goin’ first today
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ayy

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
If this shit was chess, I would’ve been callin’ mate five moves ago
I’m a don in the Dawn, sippin’ Don Julio
Engine in the trunk but I’m in the hood
I know it’s scary, but pull up, you good
Niggas would’ve did something if they could and they can’t
Ayy, don’t kill that snake
Put it in a cage, feed the rats to it
My dick in my pants but somehow your bitch attached to it
When I’m in my city, push that bulletproof ‘Lac through it (Skrrt)
You can’t lack through it
Put your bitch ass in a Backwood (Brrt)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Penthouse in LA, I got a mansion in the A (The A)
Barely slept in any one ’cause on that road is where I stay (I stay)
If you play you gotta lay, before I lay, I gotta pray (Amen)
Block O bring that back like Santa, in thе Brabus, not a sleigh (Skrr)
Hear them shots, you bеtter duck, that ain’t no Glock, he got a K (Boom)
That bitch seen my chain, she like, “Boy, you don’t rap, you sellin’ yay” (Yay)
Got a baddie on the side but I fuck her like my main (Main)
Bullets fucked ’em up, that boy can walk up right, he on a cane (Bah)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
This ain’t chess ’cause I had mate five moves ago
I’m a don in the Dawn, sippin’ Don Julio (Yeah)
Engine in the trunk but I’m in the hood
I know it’s scary, but pull up, you good
Niggas would’ve did something if they could and they can’t
Ayy, don’t kill that snake
Put it in a cage, feed the rats to it
My dick in my pants but somehow your bitch attached to it
When I’m in my city, push that bulletproof ‘Lac through it (Skrrt)
You can’t lack through it
Put your bitch ass in a Backwood (Buck)

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Sippin’ Ace of Spade, I don’t drink it for the taste (Taste)
She gon’ see me with it, know I’m rich and I’m gon’ paint her face (Face)
Quit the games, niggas know I’m quick to fade (Bah)
He want gunplay, split his brain
By myself, I ain’t get the gang
Ayy, ayy, in the club, tucked (Tucked)
Oh, you tryna get rushed? (Tryna get rushed)
Throwin’ up signs we don’t fuck with, oh, you tryna get bust? (Tryna get bust)
Your bitch tryna get touched (Tryna get touched)
Yeah, she tryna get rubbed (She tryna get rubbed)
She don’t wanna make love (No)
That bitch tryna get fucked (Fucked)
Bitch, I don’t want you for sex (No)
You can just throw me the neck (Neck)
Enemies got swimming trunks on
You niggas for sure gettin’ wet (Bah)
Hey, it ain’t your move, your loss
Can’t walk in my shoes, they cost (They cost)
I get on my knees and talk (And talk)
To God, he cleaning me off (Amen)
You fuckin’ with me, you thought (You thought it), wrong, bitch (Bitch)
If you ain’t fuckin’ then don’t even talk, get on, bitch (Bitch)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
This ain’t chess ’cause I had mate five moves ago
I’m a don in the Dawn, sippin’ Don Julio (Don Julio)
Engine in the trunk but I’m in the hood
I know it’s scary, but pull up, you good
Niggas would’ve did something if they could and they can’t
Ayy, don’t kill that snake
Put it in a cage, feed the rats to it
My dick in my pants but somehow your bitch attached to it
When I’m in my city, push that bulletproof ‘Lac through it
You can’t lack through it
Put your bitch ass in a Backwood

[Outro: Tee Grizzley]
Condo in LA, I got a mansion in the A
Sippin’ Ace of Spade, I don’t drink it for the taste
She gon’ see me with it, know I’m rich and I’m gon’ paint her face
Condo in LA, I got a mansion in the A

Lil’ Duke – No Time Lyrics

[Chorus]
Don't got no motherf*ckin' time
I'm chasin' these racks and I'm tryna get mine
f*ckin' on nothin' but dimes
Rich nigga shit and I'm never on time
Yeah, bitch, I hang with the stars
I'm in the foreign 'cause we [?] the car
We do not hang at the bar
We in the VIP and we doin' it large

[Verse 1]
I'm out in LA, I'm vibin'
All of my niggas, they with me, they silent
I got that K right beside me
f*ck nigga try me, then somebody dyin'
They diggin' the drip
I can not kiss on the lips
She like to spit on the dick
Jumped on my dick, did a split
Diamonds on me came from Elliot
All of my niggas, they felonies
Your niggas get caught, they tellin' it
Don't make me get out my element
Wrap up the pack and I'm mailin' it
You little niggas irrelevant
All of the hatin' is jealousy
Chopper gon' sing like a melody
[Chorus]
Don't got no motherf*ckin' time
I'm chasin' these racks and I'm tryna get mine
f*ckin' on nothin' but dimes
Rich nigga shit and I'm never on time

Yeah, bitch, I hang with the stars
I'm in the foreign 'cause we [?] the car
We do not hang at the bar
We in the VIP and we doin' it large

[Verse 2]
I pusha button to start it
[?]
I never sat on a bench
I got a good game 'cause, bitch, I'm a starter
They know I'm the hardest
Niggas get shot, ain't no arguin'
Petty lil' bitches annoying
Walk into Magic, we makin' it storm
Hop out a jet and we outie
I just sit next to the pilot
Put that shit on with no stylist
She been around, she got mileage
Soon as we land, they shuttin' it down
Blockin' the street like Barack is in town
These bitches blowin' my phone
I can not answer 'cause I–
[Chorus]
Don't got no motherf*ckin' time
I'm chasin' these racks and I'm tryna get mine
f*ckin' on nothin' but dimes
Rich nigga shit and I'm never on time
Yeah, bitch, I hang with the stars
I'm in the foreign 'cause we [?] the car
We do not hang at the bar
We in the VIP and we doin' it large

Lil’ Duke – I’m Gettin’ Paid Lyrics (feat. Lil Baby)

[Intro: Lil Duke]
Yeah, first song of 2018, you dig?
Yeah, shout out my Alabama niggas
Mattazik Been Boomin’ Off Rip!

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I’ma clean up like a maid, every day I’m gettin’ paid
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways, young nigga sharp as a blade
We was just thumbin’ through cash
And runnin’ through bags, young nigga gotta get paid
I can’t be makin’ no minimum wage
Used to be broke now we all on the stage

[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
I’m this bitch with The Game
Sixty whole racks for the chain
They’re singing my shit all in Spain
Got off my ass and I made me a name
Young nigga runnin’ with mobsters
We eatin’ shrimp, steak, and lobster
And we don’t f*ck with imposters
I spend a rack on some joggers
I’m in LA like a Dodger
Bad bitches all on my roster
Sippin’ on lean, need a doctor
I poured an eight in a bottle
Pull up and hop out, I’m proper
Christian Dior, no Prada
Top of the year, I’m ’bout to hop on a Lear
Bend that ass over, I f*ck from the rear
Finna sleep in the air and I don’t gotta steer
Broke with no money, you cannot get near
Sipping on lean, I’m not drinking no beer
I talk about hundreds, I don’t want to hear
I’m tryna stack up a milly and grind
Been working so hard, I know it’s my time
They do not want me to shine, I gotta keep me a nine
I can’t be wasting my time, I gotta get it, I grind for what’s mine
I can’t be pouring up lines, I buy me a pint every time they come ’round
Keep it flat like I’m Santana, pour up a deuce in a Fanta
Ballin’ on niggas with handles
Fresh as a bitch for the cameras

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I’ma clean up like a maid, every day I’m gettin’ paid

My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways, young nigga sharp as a blade
We was just thumbin’ through cash
And runnin’ through bags, young nigga gotta get paid
I can’t be makin’ no minimum wage
Used to be broke now we all on the stage

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Yeah, runnin’ up the cars, them hood fights in the park
Hotboxin’ it get dark nigga, can’t post his picture, he done robbed nigga
I’m standing all on stage nigga, dub a show gettin’ paid nigga
Do that shit like every day, that’s a hundred forty every week
My trap house on peak, my lil homies gon’ sleep
[?] ‘partment on Spark Street, so you know we pulled up deep
Lil homie on the X pill, runnin’ ’round on percocets and he geeked
And he keep draco on the sheet, he just want to rock a young nigga sleep
Paid for her to get an abortion, I made her treat me important
I been ridin’ around in Porsches, I’m addicted to lean, I keep pourin’ it
They didn’t let me get in, now I’m going in
Get my money together, it’s flowing in
Get my army together, we going in
I was good for this shit, I was sworn in
Free throw line, I’ma hit mine
Sit on recline, me and G5
On the top of the clouds, me and Fadey
On a private jet, nigga we made it
When the people see me they go crazy
Got these bankrolls on me, I ain’t changing

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I’ma clean up like a maid, every day I’m gettin’ paid
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways, young nigga sharp as a blade
We was just thumbin’ through cash
And runnin’ through bags, young nigga gotta get paid
I can’t be makin’ no minimum wage
Used to be broke now we all on the stage

Youngboy Never Broke Again – Fire Stars Lyrics

[Intro]
(Felipe S, it’s Vade on the keys)

[Chorus]
So I guess you ain’t just think about me
I got feelings too
Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me?
I don’t know why that you do
I had no choice, I felt like I was pushed away
So I had to just go (Had to just go)
When we first met, never knew I would feel this way (I ain’t know)
And this you never ain’t know (But you know now)

[Verse 1]
And ever since that I was young you been on side me
No two-three, I don’t ride cheap
These hoes came, abducted me
Try hard just for to hide me
Ain’t think that you would f*ck with me, back then I was nobody
You was f*ckin’ on that dude and his brother split my brother body, ooh, ooh
It’s a cold story
I can’t believe the fact you never told me
We throw out summers, we don’t be outnumbered, me and my brothers roll deep
You ain’t no different from that bitch, that’s what exact you showed me

[Chorus]
So I guess you ain’t just think about me (So I guess you ain’t just think about me)
I got feelings too (I got feelings too)
Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me? (Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me?)

I don’t know why that you do (I don’t know why that you do)
I had no choice, I felt like I was pushed away (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
So I had to just go (Had to just go)
When we first met, never knew I would feel this way (I ain’t know)
And this you never ain’t know

[Verse 2]
I rock out on that stage and I think about our bond
Right now I’m up in LA, ask you and my son for to come
It’s been a whole half a day, I only got two response
I took the fall for my blames, thought I would die once I jumped
But I was flyin’ like a eagle
I let my soul do the singin’, leave the opps’ bodies in the road
Oh, oh, oh, probably seen how we get dressed up for my shows
Won’t let my pride ever get me vest up behind these hoes or my bros

[Chorus]
So I guess you ain’t just think about me
I got feelings too
Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me?
I don’t know why that you do
I had no choice, I felt like I was pushed away
So I had to just go
When we first met, never knew I would feel this way
And this you never ain’t know

Charlie Puth – Attention (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwin’ that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
You’ve been going round, going round, going round
Every party in LA
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d be at one
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine (Ohh)
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you (Ohh)

[Verse 2]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwing that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
Baby, now that we’re, now that we’re, now that we’re
Right here standing face to face
You already know, already know, already know that you won
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma (dress is karma), perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
(You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine)
And now I’m all up on ya (all up on ya), what you expect
(Oh baby)
But you’re not coming home with me tonight (Oh no)

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
Ohh

[Refrain]
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
(Over you)

[Outro]
What are you doin’ to me? (Heyy)
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’, what?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (Yeah, you just want attention)
What are you doin’ to me? (I knew from the start)
What are you doin’ huh?
(You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?

Omega Crosby – Money lyrics

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 1]
High as the moon, fly as a kite
She want the pipe but she ain’t the type
I love these checks, the money’s my wife
Niggas be hatin, but that ain’t my life

I go ham on em, ham on em
They hate it when I stand on em, stand on em
They said I put that flame on em, flame on em
They sayin I done changed on em, changed on em

Nooo, same nigga same clique tho
Get brilla, fuck bitches, takin pics tho
I’m trappin out the bake they don’t get it tho
I see a real thick chica I’ma getta tho

They say I’m hella raw, well I’m from stanislaus
They put a roof over my city I’m bout to tear it off
I’m in that first class poppin bottles eatin toast
If you ain’t gone follow why you likin all my posts

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 2]
Man I’m on that no sleep, eyes red hella gone
The models in my DM say I’m hella on, kill em all
I just wanna gold faced rollie wit some diamonds
Lately I been really in them streets like a sidewalk

If come to a color I be chasin green
I put numbers on the board they ain’t ever seen
Goldie said if you wanna shmack do the footwork
So I used my brain bullets showed em how that book work

At the age of thirteen I was sellin dope
At the age of fourteen I got my first note
At the age of twenty one I was sellin hope
Ray Charles I can’t see myself bein broke

I live like erryday my birthday
I really drink champagne when im thirstay
I flex on these hoes you can call it fitness
So fresh I put plug it in outta business

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 3]
Sky is the limit, green light they can’t stop me
Errybody clones, everything I do they copy
Shoutout to my girl lay, I’m flyin out to LA
Celebrate at all times but we dont do holiday

What if we, what if we, shut up on the down play
Why you bein a negative Nancy no Holloway
I swear I dont know these hoes it must be a thursday
I’m dope spittin flames I treat beats like an ashtray

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

Alt-J – Deadcrush (Relaxer Album)

[Verse 1]
Extraordinarily pretty teeth
Beauty lingers out of reach
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh
Man Ray went cray cray over you
Capturing but never captured
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Verse 2]
Anna Bolina
Maid of honour
Not your sister, fearful temper
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh
Unknown artist
Took your likeness
Henry Tudor left you lifeless
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh

[Interlude 1]
Keepa, keepa, keepa, keep me damn down
Let it low
Let me know where you go
Papa, papa, papa
Get me down
Deep, deep down
Pablo, let me know

[Interlude 2]
If you don’t have the ace of hearts
My dear, you’re a lost man
Falcon for you, Anna, from the left arm of the falconer
Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna L’Arlésienne

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

Cold War Kids – La River (La Divine Album)

On the LA river
On the LA river
I know it’s familiar
But tell me why you wanna stay in New York
Why you wanna stay in New York
But you don’t know anyone
And you can’t find the right chord
On the LA river
On the LA river
Come on, come on, come on
On the LA river

The Maine – Black Butterflies And Deja Vu (Lovely Little Lonely Album)

[Verse 1]
What would you say if you could say
Everything you needed to
To the one, you needed to?
You flash like a setting sun
You come around, I come undone
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Verse 2]
Just yesterday north of LA
I couldn’t help but think of you
Every time I think of you
You crash like a rolling wave
You come around I lose my brain
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Bridge]
I’ve been searching for the right words
But I can’t even find an echo
Don’t you let go
There are only twenty
Six letters I can use
Just to tell you I won’t let go
Don’t you let go

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

Cousin Stizz – Headlock (feat. Offset)

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 1: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, almost fell out
How did I know you would sell out?
I hit the block and I sellout
Plug in LA, put the mail out
Niggas be waitin’ for handouts
I roll the blunts size of dreadlocks
Most of my sneakers is dead-stock
I fuck the bitch ’til the bed rocks
I will not sell from the crib though
No service there like a dead spot
I don’t eat pig ’cause it smell cop
I been this way since the sandbox
And I must live what I cannot
Impossible? Why the hell not
I’m more lucky than shamrock
All my dogs cold, and the lead hot

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 2: Offset]
Bad bitches walkin’ on some red bottoms
Countin’ up the racks, I be playin’ with ’em
Ice copped Patek, hundred thou’ on my arm
Got yo’ bitch on the run, yeah she callin’ me the gun
The Actavis, it got a nigga in a headlock
Flintstone diamonds, make these bitches bed rock
Hoppin’ in the coupe, drop top, robot
Everybody gotta stick, ain’t no Glocks
Just popped the perc, I ain’t fuckin’ with the xan
Yeah, shawty bad but lil’ mama a fan
I’m the engine that told you I can
Big bank take lil’ bank, the battle of bands
Heart of a lion, I ain’t sacred of these niggas
Hoppin’ in that lamb, switch gears on these niggas
Heat tryna kill, put a tear on a nigga
There he go nigga, pray for your nigga

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 3: Cousin Stizz]
These days I run it like Ricky, I’m Ross
What did it take? Turn yourself to a boss
I’m getting oral, B, you know I floss
Straight to the bread at all costs
Those diamonds ain’t real, boy, so knock it off
Hittin’ the 4 ’til I’m noddin’ off
Smokin’ the gas with the CBs and rastas
Just spent $100 on one plate of pasta
Green and the red I’m like Blanca
Play with the Tim Turner concha
Rollie in water like lobster
Me and three bitches in Benihana
I ain’t their daddy, they call me papa
Hundred bands come up of fifty dollars
Watch out for snakes like a Gucci collar

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Outro: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in a headlock
I-I put the drank in a headlock

Quentin Miller – Expression 5

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One three one seven man
Man, man, yeah

[Verse 1]
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the Clicks..
Mac, iPhone, PC
Clocked in middle of the night
2am going on 3
You wouldn’t understand my life
Wouldn’t understand, yeah
‘Bout to move to LA, ATL get too cold man
Middle man sittin’ in the way
Middle aged Quentin on the way
Nigga finna turn 28
Can’t be sittin’ in the same place
Can’t take a break no, no
Can’t take a break (whoa)
Back in the kitchen like Deen
Fuck these niggas like Dean
Legendary like Mike Dean
You ain’t seen the shit that I seen
I could never work at a desk
Nigga found a way to cheat death
Music only thing I got left, damn
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Mac, iPhone, P-(alright)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I made this beat and song yesterday
2017 we in a different age
Directly to my fans, ask the middle man
Yeah, XO’s for all my women friends
Respects owed to us we doing
What they said we can’t, man
Shout out Boi-1da he set the play up if it…
Wasn’t for him I’d still be minimum wage
Till this day
Big blessings, I’m seeing big blessings
Grind harder, stack, leave my kids blessings
Put some respect up on my name
Quentin million dollar Miller
Keep the change, peep the change, damn
Peep the change, yeah

Rexx Life Raj – Handheld GPS

[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway

[Verse 1]
Handheld GPS, still everybody’s lost
We’re in the land of the free where everything costs
But everything is everything though
I’ve been holding onto too much, now it’s time to let everything go
Leave all these thoughts and the weed I blow
Probably swoop a little shawty from the east side though
LA trips in this SUV
4 niggas deep, still fit a few hoes
Berkley, Telegraph Ave be the fast life
But I’m Hollywood when I’m on Melrose
2 cellphones, still so disconnected
Social media disingenuous
It’s that shit that needs disinfecting
Sitting back, counting blessings
Don’t accept no for answers, ask questions
Fuck a suggestion, use intuition
When your heart speaks to you, you should listen
I’ve been minding my business
I’ve been building my business
I’ve seen niggas go from checking for FASFA checks
To signing checls for millions
Shoutout G, boy that’s 30 Ms
Get an indoor pool and I’ll slide and swim
You came a long way from that blue Corolla
You was sliding in, inspiration
It’s better when you lead by demonstration
Don’t compare me to anybody, that’s disrespectful
These niggas ancient

[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway

Evidence – Throw It All Away

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

[Verse 1]
I did a show in Chicago on the first
Now I’m back in LA like Chicago and First
No sun but I’ll father this verse
That’s all I’m probably worth
And I’m from sunny CA to rain on all of this earth
Rainy terrain, receive the God sent messages
We know the answer, but dance around what the question is
What is it
It’s back to who’s on first
It’s my dog
It’s his tail
It’s the chase
It’s the search
It’s the ignorance that causes all the bliss in my surroundings
Cause dealing with reality’s like drawing out your boundaries
And I refuse to be referred as less than a creative so catch me when I’m live in town as I’ve been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they’re dealing out these bad hands
A player plays what a player’s dealt
And carries baggage like conveyor belts
And never fucking saves his wealth

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m gonna blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply is there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

[Verse 2]
I write to Alchemist cause others don’t inspire me
I got my people and they got my back entirely
I kill with Iriscience on the side of me
And by myself I lay em’ out and iron out the irony
What a long winding road it’s been
With no sign of slowing up around its turns and bends
How many have friends that ain’t foes within
Dirty laundry in the wash, but them clothes don’t spin
I mean really, I kill two birds with one bullet
The target’s when I line it up, the triggers when I pull it
Out the gate a bit late, but the champ is back
I need a third hand to wear my rings and hold plaques
I hit the track like the runners new
Hands high like a stickup Killer Michael running jewels
It’s true, the eyes slanted, my fam rock the planet
Don’t take fans for granted like the money is due

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Evidence – Throw It All Away Lyrics

Chorus:
“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Verse 1 :
“I did a show in Chicago on the first
Now I’m back in LA like Chicago and First
No sun but I’ll father this verse
That’s all I’m probably worth
And I’m from sunny CA to rain on all of this earth
Rainy terrain, receive the God sent messages
We know the answer, but dance around what the question is
What is it
It’s back to who’s on first
It’s my dog
It’s his tail
It’s the chase
It’s the search
It’s the ignorance that causes all the bliss in my surroundings
Cause dealing with reality’s like drawing out your boundaries
And I refuse to be referred as less than a creative so catch me when I’m live in town as I’ve been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they’re dealing out these bad hands
A player plays what a players dealt
And carries baggage like conveyor belts
And never fucking saves his wealth

Chorus :
“I got some money I’m gonna blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply is there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Verse 2:
“I write to alchemist cause others don’t inspire me I got my people and they got my back entirely
I kill with Iriscience on the side of me
And by myself I lay em’ out and iron out the irony
What a long winding road it’s been
With no sign of slowing up around it’s turns and bends
How many have friends that ain’t foes within
Dirty laundry in the wash, but them clothes don’t spin
I mean really, I kill two birds with one bullet
The target’s when I line it up
The triggers when I pull it
Out the gate
A bit late, but the champ is back
I need a third hand to wear my rings and hold plaques
I hit the track like the runners new
Hands high like a stick up
Killer Michael running jewels
It’s true, the eyes slanted
My Fam rock the planet
Don’t take fans for granted
Like the money is due

Chorus:
“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain”

John Warden – Out Of Here lyrics

Out of Here

Gas is flowing
Wheels are rolling 
I’m outa here

Sparks igniting
I’m through with fighting
I’m outa here

You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn’t see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me

Engines revving
I’m through with begging
I’m outa here

Gears are turning 
My mind is burning
I’m outa here

Ain’t gonna play those L.A. Games with you
Not gonna be your fool no more
My foot’s on the gas shoved down to the floor

Speeds increasing
All your deceiving
I’m outa here

Exhaust is flying
You thought I’s lying
I’m outa here

Nothing left for us to talk about
Except all those lies you were feeding me
I had my fill, it’s time to leave

Don’t send any emails, don’t try to call me, I forgot your name already

You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn’t see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me

The 1 to the 101…the 405…the 5 to the 91… the 605… the 405…the 101…
And back to the 1 where it all had started from…

Chorus

Don’t send any emails, don’t try to call me, I forgot your name already
Don’t send any emails, not even a text, I forgot your name already

Casanova – Line Me (Be Safe Tho Mixtape)

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Hook]
Oh, nigga tryna line me
Tell my goons get behind me
Get low, start firin’
All you heard was sirens
Oh, niggas ain’t gettin’ me
No vest on, they ain’t hit me
They ain’t even know I had 50
Lord have mercy, forgive me

[Verse 1]
I can see clearly
Still looking for the fools who killed Biggie
All headshots, no kidneys
Still looking for the fools who killed Biggie

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Verse 2]
Bitch I’m on the road
Cops tried to pull me over at the door
Think you these pussy nigga hoes
Fuck it! pedal to the floor
Cops on the stake out
Told my mom hit the safe get the cake out
Now I gotta break out
They got the helicopters and the K’s out

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Verse 3]
Now I’m in LA
Niggas cry, niggas dying everyday
And I ain’t tryin’ to play
Had them hoolies outside where you stay
You know I’m with that mob shit
Clean ’em up with the stick or the Glock quick
Fill ’em up with the hot shit
Every week I gotta get my watch fixed

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Hook]
Oh, nigga tryna line me
Tell my goons get behind me
Get low, start firin’
All you heard was sirens
Oh, niggas ain’t gettin’ me
No vest on, they ain’t hit me
They ain’t even know I had 50
Lord have mercy, forgive me

Mike WiLL Made It – W Y O (What You On) (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro]
Mike Willy with me nigga
Thugger, Thugger, baby
I’m out in the booth eating candy and shit
Can’t get enough, (Can’t get enough)
Eeeeeeeeeeeee

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 1]
That was a mistake, I didn’t mean to say that
I fuck on that bitch and she don’t tell no one, I don’t play that
I’m real, I just told you so you can know where your lil’ bae at
And if you ever play about that lil’ bitch, I’ll beat you like where Zay at
They say no one do it better, motor geeked up all etcetera
Hop out with thousands of predators
I’m hungry, I want some competitors
And that shit get fly like a pelican
I’m in LA, I want me some editors
Don’t step on this landmine
I’m geeked out my mind, I’m not mankind
But this stick I’ma blast mine
Your bitch a tutor, you can class mine
Chanel first, no you can’t last mine
Didn’t I tell you ’bout that last time
I’m eating so good, it’s that crab time
I had me some cheese, yeah, I Kraft mine
Barter 6, nigga, halftime (Blatt)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 2]
Pull up on a bitch, in that foreign with exhaust
I just kicked that bitch up out my car and made her walk
No I’m not from Texas but I pull up kickin’ sauce (ooooohhh weeeee)
Christmastime, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost
I stuff that bitch in a fender bender
Bend that bitch over like sinner sinner
Fuck the police, Man they trying to kill us
But I think they know that them slimes are killers (SLIME)
Yeah I think they know that them slimes are triller
The lots and lots lots of niggas
Fuck em all like we some thottie niggas
I need four wheels like a tri-cycle
Fuck on her friend and she know it, she know it
I bought a Jag and then show it, then show it
Cuz I really love it, didn’t do it to show it
Bought a G5 for my boys, my boys
Fuck a car note, I don’t owe her nothing oh
Lactose intolerant, Bae I’m spoiled, I’m spoiled
Take me some bars and take off to the stars
I done got so high, man, I think I see God (Hey Baby)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

Cold hearted – Bryce Fox lyrics

Lyrics Bryce Fox – Cold hearted

It’s somewhere north of Florida
A little west of Georgia
At my best, you’re not impressed
‘Cause I’m a loser
Both my wings are frozen, cold like Minnesota
Pinned between the boulders with the rest.(cold hearted)

But I try, I try not to need you
Like you need me
And I try, and I try not to need you
Like you need me.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearted.

You like hills and yoga
I like hanging over
You’re more like Kim and I’m too nice to be your Kanye
Stand up like a soldier versuri-lyrics.info
But I’m a rock & roller
I take my rage and throw the flames into the water.

But I try, I try not to need you
Like you need me
And I try, and I try not to need you
Like you need me.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearted.

I’m way too cold to hold ya
Call me when it’s over
I realized I’m just as frozen as the rest.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearteddd.
Bryce Fox lyrics
Video hearted

JAHKOY – California Heaven

Seems like all these girls are perfect
All these girls are perfect
In LA, in LA
They’ve got so much there to purchase
All those labels on their purses
In LA, in LA

You ain’t gotta die
Just go buy you a plane ticket
(Plane ticket, pla-plane ticket)
This place will change your life
Ask the guys who just came to visit
Once they came, they just can’t go nowhere

Heaven must be somewhere in California
No place I’ve seen compares to California
There’s nothing but angels out there
A place filled with angels I swear
They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California
(Yao) Heaven’s California

Blank face, amazing grace
God damn girl, got got god damn girl
Use your angel wings, no hands girl
I’m the man from the land girl
Go ham in the Lam’ girl
You know skirt skirt
And if you skirt skirt
Give me work work
Thats missionary like church church
Legs open like pearly gates in a thug mansion
Get a thug passion
Without Alize
Bow down to pray
I burn an ounce a day
Puff puff pass
No rosaries like Catholics
Might cop the rolls, just to crash it
You could rock the rollie while I hit it
Hey you could rock the rollie while I hit it
Yeah school boy in a new toy
With a new toy, a whole down fig
You was looking for heaven and you found it
You was looking for heaven and you found it

Heaven must be somewhere in California
No place I’ve seen compares to California
There’s nothing but angels out there
A place filled with angels I swear
They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California
Heaven’s California

Man they party on the week days (count it)
Party on the week days (count it, count it, count it, count it)
In LA, in LA
I swear they know all the DJs
Walk in the club and don’t pay
Man they must be so paid
Okay, in LA
They poppin in LA

You ain’t gotta die
Just go buy you a plane ticket
(Plane ticket, pla-plane ticket)
This place will change your life
Ask the guys who just came to visit
Once they came, they just can’t go nowhere

Heaven must be somewhere in California
No place I’ve seen compares to California
There’s nothing but angels out there
A place filled with angels I swear
They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California

They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California
Heaven’s California

Oddisee – This Girl I Know [Www.Respecta.Is] (The Iceberg Album)

[Verse One]
I got a lover but it’s complicated
We’ve been off and on, trying to keep the fire warm
But a brother jaded
I’ve even moved up to Brooklyn so that we could bond
Feel like I see her even less then when I lived away and
Suffocated by the city she ain’t ever home
She in LA or any other place that ain’t my arms
Can’t say she cheating because she was never mine alone
I just think I’m better for her than the drug dealers and the lie tellers
Yeah am I wise but I could be wrong
Please don’t let be
I gave her time and a half while others get her free
And I ain’t one to compare but what I see
Is her in a lesser form with anybody instead of me
We on a different page, same play different stage
Waited on the street to say hi, I must have missed the wave Await her call to come by

[Hook]
I know this girl around town
She cool, she cool, she cool
She coming around, round
When no one around, round
She come through, come through, she come through
We messing around, round
Already for now, now
We do, what we do, we do
But we know that for now, now
Is only for now, now
We through, we through, we through
But I still lover her though

[Verse Two]
We’ve come a long way
Even though she keep me at arm’s length
Over her head and she responds late
I place the blame on all them clowns that she round
Because intelligence ain’t part of their style
Smarten up dumb it down
Drop a jewel rocking jewelry
The way you move done parted the crowd
And I know you did the knowledge before admitted to college So why you hanging round with this foolery
The same lame’s bragging how he bagged you dorm rooms
Done tried to flip the mattress acting like he adore you
Same bed, if it ain’t all true
Why am I here
You know they lying through the locks and the beards
Although I’m faded I’m as sharp as they is
‘Cause he ain’t seen a barbershop in some years
Don’t mean that he the one to lead us when apocalypse near You know I’m right, you see the light in the days
Final calling me I’ll see you tonight aye

[Hook]
I know this girl around town
She cool, she cool, she cool
She coming around, round
When no one around, round
She come through, come through, she come through
We messing around, round
Already for now, now
We do, what we do, we do
But we know that for now, now
Is only for now, now
We through, we through, we through
But I still lover her though

[Verse Three]
You ever love somebody that didn’t reciprocate it
But they give you just enough to keep waiting
Thinking maybe they might see you how you see them with patience
Will come say when they quit faking on the heart that you gave them
But do you give it for gift or for the feeling itself
If nothing’s in it for you would you still be willing to help
I think my love know me more than I give credit for
She made me greater even though I tell her that I’m better for her
But she done heard it before and she gone hear it again
It’s plenty men that tried to holler in metaphor
I’d love to talk to her but I talk through her
We speak our minds the same time and so I let her off
Am I the side piece or the main squeeze
Either way I’m filled with pride when I hear her thank me
So she can come and go as she please
She leave me ‘lone but not in moments of need
Ain’t only mine and maybe so it should be

[Hook]
I know this girl around town
She cool, she cool, she cool
She coming around, round
When no one around, round
She come through, come through, she come through
We messing around, round
Already for now, now
We do, what we do, we do
But we know that for now, now
Is only for now, now
We through, we through, we through
But I still lover her though

Warm Brew – I Swear (feat. Buddy)

[Hook: Ray Wright]
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year

[Verse 1: Ray Wright]
Like what the fuck I got to lie for?
House parties, bad shorties, dodgin’ 5-0
Three young brothers bout to get richer than Lionel
Give a fuck if I was late I’m right on time and doin’ fine hoe
Now watch me make this Blackwood disappear
OG aroma make a lil bitch drop her rear
It seem my game keep elevating every year
Known to make the spot jump as if it wasn’t clear

[Verse 2: Serk]
It ain’t never gon’ stop like a candy 64 realest on the block
Round the clock we gon’ always be dope
Hock a loogey of some true player game
Woman flockin’ way they move say thangs
Hipaholic let it loose baby
I’m a product of my zoo LA
From nigga June to May

[Hook: Ray Wright]
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year

[Verse 3: Manu Li]
Now looky here looky here I got lunch money
Sittin’ clean we ain’t fuckin’ wit them dust bunnies
Pennies in my hush puppies nigga what’s bummy
I campaign with the damn thang
I came here for the beer stayed her for the champagne
And some whiskey that’s for J strange and the dead homies
Its gettin’ hotter every year
I say every year niggas droppin’ like flies I’m just happy that I’m here
There’s a reason why I’m here i make yo life sound tight
You can fake it till you make it but its not my hype
Cause laid back and I kick facts
Havin’ fun makin’ money off of all these tracks foooo!

[Buddy]
More poppin’, more shoppin’, more coppin’
Show rockin’, crowd surfin’, don’t drop me
4 X

[Ray Wright]
Cause we ain’t come all this way to turn around
The game it need us more than ever right now
My people travel miles n miles to hear the sound
N see the way that Westside Warm brew Lay it down….

[Hook: Ray Wright]
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year

YSL – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – YSL

We gettin’ money man f*ck all that hatin’ shit
This nigga trippin
Aye, Iky gimme my weed bro
Hahaha
This nigga smokin’ gas
Beat his ass, you know
Tell him where you from shorty
I’m from 56th street
Tell him where you from shorty
5600 nigga, Landsdown nigga, West Philly nigga you know how we do it
I’m a, I’m a North Philly nigga you already know that
Rest in peace my nigga Tico rest in peace my nigga nine rest in peace my nigga Wee rest in peace my nigga doodot
And we ain’t gon give these niggas fame but
My nigga Iky had that nigga b*tch out in LA
I had that nigga b*tch in LA that other nigga b*tch
Stop lying nigga you ain’t had nobody b*tch
On my momma nigga.(ysl)

Just talked to Future he in Dubai
We not there yet but I got my whole damn crew high
Put Spikey and Iky in Dior, yeah that suit tie
Iky smiling like no more, I don’t got move dimes
Boy you better have a lot of patience
Cause you can’t move time
I was just with my grandma sleeping on futons
Give her what she want cause deep down scared to lose her
She asked for five racks and I give her that two times
Yeah I give her that two times
Doing good for yourself they wanna shoot ya
Stop tryna finesse me out my moolah
I don’t go no where without my ruler.

/Ruler/ (x12)
That’s why I don’t go no where without my ruler.

In Vegas I stay at Venetian, with a cougar
She talk to me when she right on her knees
Said, “I can’t believe that I blew ya”
That girl she like to come kick it with me cause her boyfriend is a loser
Making sound effects I hit from the back yea she got me just like ooh yea
I start getting this money, I guess you can call it new racks
Counting them blue stacks, yeah that’s them blue racks
Yeah that’s them blue racks versuri-lyrics.info
Yeah that’s them blue racks
Yeah, feels so good when you can do that
That’s my own whip, come to my new shop
Got a red drop, got a blue drop
Got a red dot, got a blue dot
I can’t be the shooter right now cause I’m smoking moon rock.

/Ruler/(x12)
That’s why I don’t go no where without my rulerrr.
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video Lil Uzi Vert

Bit bak – Birdman feat. Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Birdman – Bit bak

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

f*ck is you talkin’ bout? I pull up and talk it out
I pull out the stick yeah, make everybody walk it out
She slob on my dick yeah, she do it for the girl scout
She f*ck on my b*tch yeah, she eating my girl out
GTV til I hurl out versuri-lyrics.info
Run a plan, get swirled out
What the f*ck you so early bout
You dead broke at your girl house
I’m sellin’ out shows now, I bring out the world now
I f*ck on your girl yeah, I tear up your world yeah yeah
I’m high as the nose bleed, that gold like a trophy
White boy on a nigga team
That purple my choice of lean (yeah)
My pockets on Jimmy Dean (yeah)
My AP so clear the scene (yeah)
We big I could see and read
My fingers a couple keys yeah.

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bands
I do it for my momma man
We came out the trash can
Look at me the last man
Look at me the last man standing
Maybach panoramic
That b*tch is sleepin, no xanax
f*ck em all no scamin’
I’m rich before your grandaddy
Versace Versace make em panic
The mansion made her wear the panties
She asked a nigga where the plan at?
Baking soda, whole ‘nother planet
I’m havin’ water where the Titanic?
New watch, the Titanic
I ran it up now they all hatin’ on me
Playin’ with me better put some respekt on it.

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

Seven day
Strip club tour
Every last one fill with bands
ATL on a Monday
Chi-Town on a Tuesday
New York on a Wednesday
En Noir on a Thursday
Miami on a Friday
Vegas on a Saturday
LA on Sunday
Rich Gang lifestyle
Type of shit we do
Rich Gang
B’s up.

I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, bit bak
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
Run up them bands, f*ck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the f*ck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the f*ck is you doin’.

Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bandsss.
Birdman lyrics
Video bak

Nav – Fell In Love (The Introduction Album)

[Verse 1]
Police pat me down them bands all on me
Molly, purple drank is all that I need
Come get your bitch cause she dancing on me
I remember these bitches were laughing at me
Now she sucking, fucking, clapping for me
Hit me, DM, told she was a fan
I was nobody when I made "The Man"
Now when these bitches see me, know who I am
His bitch looking I think she a flirt
Owls inside my shoes and XO my shirt
Diss me once and you’ll be dead on the first
I’m staying clean but my squad doing dirt
I’m staying clean, let my squad do the dirt
Hating on me cause they can’t get a verse
Summertime, shitting on you in a ‘vert
My diamonds are water I’m smoking on Earth
‘Member my mama told me I’m the worst
When the check come in she seeing it first
Buy her a house, I’mma buy her a purse
Looking for handouts, don’t get on my nerves
You telling lies, I’m a man of my word
And your wifey just hit me but she getting curved
I’m wearing brand names that you never heard
How to get money, you never gon’ learn

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay

[Verse 2]
Yeah I love LA
Met a baddie from the Bay
Suck and fuck all day
But she can’t call me bae
Smoking weed all day
In Beverly I stay
The weather got me feeling so good
That I put the Xans away
Started from the bottom
I just dropped the top
She want the molly, yeah I got ’em
His bitch gave me top
My shooter got a mop
Deading all your talks
I love getting stoned
My watch is full of rocks
She say "Nav, why you so hood?"
She don’t know about the Rex
Had to tell my squad to clean it up
I don’t wanna make a mess
Body coming home, he gon’ beat the case
So you know he know what’s next
Fucking up a check
Diamonds dancing on my neck

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay

Nav – Up (The Introduction Album)

[Future]
If young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you

[Hook]
Remember feeling broke as fuck
But now I’m pulling up in Rover trucks
(I’m pulling up in Rover Trucks now)
Remember these bitches ain’t wanna fuck
Now she give me head outside of Toys R Us
(These bitches suck and fuck me now)
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’ playing for the bucks
(shoot em up for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

[Verse 1]
They gon’ leave you when you down, not when you up
Fuck these hoes with all my bros, who can I trust?
Who else gon’ help me in the jam when I get stuck? (Nobody, nobody)
Who else gon’ ride out for me when my time is up?
Feel like myself again when I be on the drugs
I’m in LA, I took a yellow pill I hope it fuck me up
Im not playin’, I don’t feel tired, I think the addies adding up
See the X’s and the O’s, and now she wanna kiss and hug
All this codeine got me stuck, but the molly get me up
My mamma call me up, but I can’t pick it up
Cause my whole left side ain’t movin’
I don’t sell drugs but I abuse ’em
From the Rex but now I’m movin’

[Hook]
Remember feeling broke as fuck
But now I’m pulling up in Rover trucks
(I’m pulling up in Rover Trucks now)
None of these bitches wanna fuck
Now she give me head outside of Toys R Us
(These bitches suck and fuck me now)
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’ playing for the bucks
(They shooting all for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

[Verse 2]
I’ma put these hoes on blast now
Cash found me, I got cash now
Watch your mouth, I pay the money
You get slapped out
Fucking hoes, I turn down shows I ice my Roley now
She didn’t wanna fuck me then, but she can’t fuck me now
These hoes get naked for me when I’m playin’ my songs
Now my neck feel naked when I don’t got chains on
Fuck all the people that ever tried to do me wrong
Now when they see me pull up, they the ones I’m shitting on
Getting high living the low life, with your wife
My gun got jammed, I couldn’t bust a whole night
I fell asleep drinking lean, now I need some more ice
And yea I’m getting money, your boyfriend is a poor guy

[Hook]
Remember feeling broke as fuck
But now I’m pulling up in Rover trucks
(I’m pulling up in Rover Trucks now)
None of these bitches wanna fuck
Now she give me head outside of Toys R Us
(These bitches suck and fuck me now)
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’ playing for the bucks
(They shooting all for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

[Future]
If young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you

[Outro]
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’, playing for the bucks
(They shooting all for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

Two guns – Famous Dex feat. Lil Pump lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – Two guns

Nah, I’m just playing, hahh
ADVM on the beat
Youknowwhatimsaying? What?
Lil Pump wit me, huh, huh, SmokePurpp wit me, what? huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Run up on me, swear to God I’mma spray.

Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday.

Dexter, huh, wait
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
I get that money everyday
f*cking your b*tch and she calling me bae
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
I got Lil Pump with me
I got a pump on me
Honey on me, turn you right to a bee
Wait, I get the money they snoozing, lose
f*ck your lil b*tch, she just choose
Run up on me, make the news
I got them hunnids, they blue, wait
Look at my jewels, I’m cool
Fendi my coat, I designer my shoes
I got a Glock, it ain’t cool
I’m sending shots at you fools
Little boy, watch what you say
I bring the K to your face, wait
Lil homie ain’t straight
Ratting too much, man, he talk to the jakes
Huh, what, huh, yeah
I sip that Wock everyday
I sip that Wock everyday
Pour me a 6, man, I drink to the face
Dexter.

Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday.

Wock, Wock, Wock, Wock
I keep that Wock on my waist
Two b*tches giving me face
And I sip Wock everyday
They hate on me cause I do what I say
Popping on percs, smoke Wood to the face
All of this money go right on your face
I count up, I count up the cake
Two pints on me and two pints in the safe
Sipping Wockhardt, got my Glock hard
Eating poptarts, in a fast car
I’m sipping on Wock outta state
The plug is two minutes away
I call him, he bringinh a pint
I’m sippinh a pint to the face
And I don’t f*ck with the green
I cut up a rip on my jeans
If you real know we got beans
If you need pills we got beans
What? yeahhh
Bust 30 shots for my team.

Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday.

Ooh, Lil Pump
I pop 4 percs to the face
Ooh, Lil Pump flex everyday
Ooh, I keep two Glocks on my waist
Ooh, keep that b*tch out, I don’t play
Ooh, I got these b*tches ,they f*cking, damn
I f*ck that b*tch and her cousin, damn
I’m in LA counting hunnids, damn
Big body Uber, it’s bussing, ooh
I sold your boy Robitussin
I f*ck that b*tch like it’s nothing
I f*ck that b*tch like it’s nothing
D Rose, D Rose, D Rose
Lil Pump got them kilos
Got Dex in the cut, got Purpp on the cut
And b*tch we ball like D Rose.

Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Two guuns, that’s all on my waist
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Two guuuns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everyday
I drink that Wock everydayyy.
Famous Dex lyrics
Video guns

Famous Dex – Two Guns Lyrics

[Intro: Famous Dex]
Nah I’m just playin’, ha
ADVM on the beat
Youknowwhatimsayin?
What?
Lil pump wit me, huh, huh
Smokepurpp wit me, what? huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Run up on me, swear to god I’mma spray

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Dexter, huh wait
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
I get that money everyday
Fuckin’ your bitch and she callin’ me bae
Huh, what, huh yeah, huh
I got lil pump wit me
I got a pump on me
Honey on me, turn you right to a bee
Wait, I get the money they snoozin’, lose
Fuck your lil bitch, she just choose
Run up on me, make the news
I got ’em hunnids, they blue, wait
Look at my jewels I’m cool
Fendi my coat, I designer my shoes
I got the Glock it ain’t cool
I’m sendin’ shots at you fools
Lil boat, watch what you say
I bring the K to your face, wait
Lil homie ain’t straight
Rattin’ too much man, he talk to the jakes
Huh, what, huh yeah
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Pour me a 6 man, I drink to the face
Dexter

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday

[Verse 2: smokepurpp]
Wok, wok, wok, wok
I keep that wok on my waist
Two bitches givin’ me face
And I sip wok everyday
They hate on me cause I do what I say
Poppin’ ’em percs, smoke a wood to the face
All of this money go right on your face
I count up, I count up the cake
Two pints on me and two pints in the safe
Sippin’ wockhardt, got my Glock hard
Eattin’ poptarts, in a fast car
I’m sippin’ on wok outta state
The plug is two minutes away
I call him, he bringin’ a pint
I’m sippin’ a pint to the face
And I don’t fuck with the green
I cut up a rip on my jeans
If you real, know we got beans
If you need pills we got beans
What? yeah
Buck 30 shots for my team

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday

[Verse 3: lil pump]
Oh, lil pump
I pop 4 percs to the face
Oh, lil pump flex everyday
Oh, I keep two Glocks on my waist
Oh, keep that bitch out, I don’t play
Oh, I got these bitches they fuckin’, damn
I fuck that bitch and her cousin, damn
I’m in LA countin’ hunnids, damn
Big body Uber, it’s bussin’, oh
I sold your boy Robitussin
I fuck that bitch like it’s nothin’
I fuck that bitch like it’s nothin’
D Rose, D Rose, D Rose
Lil pump got them kilos
Got Dex in the cut, got purpp on the cut
And bitch we ball like D Rose

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday