Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (yeah, hey, oh) (Yeah, I'm in London got my beat from London) I whip the dope out the bowl, I'ma go get me some money I got no clouds in my stones, you should've went to Eliantte I went in quiet in the mornin', then I got in it with the stormin' Bonnie and Clyde with my hoe, niggas know we up to somethin' Put the racks but on my wrist 'cause I'm on I put a few carats inside of a Richard now it's more Yeah, my shit came in red, my nigga Maino shit is black Yeah, I put a Patek right on the head of a rat I'm get full of these millions, I done ran a few racks up Had to take me some Ritalin 'cause this money is dangerous All my niggas relentless, yeah, niggas might end up missing, yeah Man I hope she a misses, on my dick was just kissing If you ever-ever come around me, you might end up with bitches Told the kids I never cooked the key, but they can use the dishes You told the bitch 'bout the dropbox, nigga, you gotta be kidding I put my nut on a thot-thot and her friendses (yeah, yeah) (Yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah, ooh, ooh), oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah, ooh), oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, I thought these niggas was killers (yeah) They was just selling us lies (oh, yeah), how could he turn out a rat? (Yeah) Niggas was never this live (oh, yeah), told y'all that my record real (real) Getting money, fuck a record deal First nigga in my whole city with a rose gold Richard Mille How could you see what my days like, if you can't feel what my pain like? Diamonds is gleaming like daylight, you could just tell, what I'm made like I'm so connected to zone one, treat a new bitch like a old one One car full of young thugs, oh God, all those guns Yeah, tell 'em I'm ready to ride your enemy gotta be mine That's real nigga energy, Slime, they should've known we was the vibes We are the vibes, put it on God, I am that guy look in my eyes None of you niggas was ever this life, hey I whip the dope out the bowl, I'ma go get me some money I got no clouds in my stones, you should have went to Eliantte I went in quiet in the mornin', then I got in it with the stormin' Bonnie and Clyde with my hoe, niggas know we up to somethin' I left your shit on the dashboard (on the dashboard) I gotta see where this cash goin' (give me this, huh) Money and cash flow (ayy), got a big ol' jet where my legs can fold (fold, ayy) Learn my timetables when I was four I ain't let the illuminati ain't take my soul (uh, hey) Nigga don't play with these hoes Man shut the fuck up, bitch fold my clothes (oh, oh) I can spread that shit out come and go Just like a kid stacking up these legos (oh, oh) These niggas talking like hoes Shut the fuck up or we wipin' your nose (oh, oh, boom) Rollies and Pateks, dropped out a school, but I wasn't a bastard (ayy, bastard) I put a baddie on a jet out of Minneapolis (Minneapolis) Walk out a cabbin', I'm a old school nigga, I'm reckless (oh, oh, oh) Left a Mercedes Benz at Chalice on factories (oh, oh, oh) I copped a Maybach coupe, me Wizard and Steve Harvey (skrrr, skrrr) I'm 'bout to raise all my woes, I put Chanel on my doors Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (ooh, yeah) I whip the dope out the bowl, I'ma go get me some money I got no clouds in my stones, you should have went to Eliantte I went in quiet in the mornin', then I got in it with the stormin' Bonnie and Clyde with my hoe, niggas know we up to somethin' Put the racks but on my wrist 'cause I'm on I put a few carats inside of a Richard now it's more Yeah, my shit came in red, my nigga Maino shit is black Yeah, I put a Patek right on the head of a rat I'm get full of these millions, I done ran a few racks up Had to take me some Ritalin 'cause this money is dangerous All my niggas relentless, yeah, niggas might end up missing, yeah Man I hope she a misses, on my dick was just kissing If you ever-ever come around me, you might end up with bitches Told the kids I never cooked the key, but they can use the dishes You told the bitch 'bout the dropbox, nigga, you gotta be kidding I put my nut on a thot-thot and her friendses Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Chance The motherfuckin' rapper With a capitalized, uh, times, not the times but you know what I'm saying the times Thugger Lil Boat Chance Lil Boat Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste All I can hear is the third, ayy All I can hear is the third, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy I love my women real tall, ayy Type that can really play ball, ayy You buy my hat at the park, ayy Think I might really play ball, ayy I got a link in my bio, my bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo How can they call themselves bosses When they got so many bosses You gotta see what your boss say I get it straight out the faucet I ain't felt like this since the third drought, third carter drop Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop But now I call the shots I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Bad little mama, she gettin' it Obama She sting like a bumble bee, hot as the sauna She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma Can't see me, can't be me, I'm ridin' like a panda That booty gon' roll and it's outta control And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me Rub me down with that lotion, baby oil me Drinking Actavis, baby I'm showin' me In that choppa I see your perimeter Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar Wait one minute I told you Yeah, I would like to know you Yeah, you lucky like clovers Yeah, the clothes no good Mama I do it, your ass I pursue it Just look at me baby I came from the sewers They love all the slime ball Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog That got me serene like I'm breakin' a bar And I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Am I the only one who really care about cover art Growing up I ain't have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start I ain't know what that mean I bumped heads with my dean Dropped out and hit the scene Now I'm stunting like bling Time and time again they told me no They told me I wouldn't go Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes Well, maybe that shit was my interest Now I spend more than they make at my dentist After 1Night the folks thought I was finished I pin my name to the game like a seamstress Oh, bitch I bite like a gator Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper Did what I wanted, didn't care about a hater Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer Oh, they fuck with me cause I'm different New sound, new appearance Bitch it's Boat from the 6 Give a fuck about a bitch Walk out, my hand on my dick, I'm the shit I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I said am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey) What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What the fuck, yeah, hold on Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga Say, "Hello", nigga, little ho nigga Bitch-ass broke nigga, nah, I can't roll with ya, huh Say, "Hello", nigga, you a ho, nigga (What's up?) What's a high horse to a motherfuckin' G.O.A.T. nigga? (What's up?) Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rover Was a lil' nigga, wore the same clothes Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those From the fucking jungle where you can't grow Hold grudges, never let it go I'm with my fuckin' dawgs, no pedestal Do you need gause 'cause your pockets swole? What the fuck is that? That's a bankroll I got forty-five K in my pockеt Ain't no cappin', I say it, I got it Do a show, then I make a deposit I madе Europe, they ragin' and moshin' Yeah, I fuck with the Wizards, but catch me courtside Guarantee it's the Lakers I'm watching Nigga, I am the greatest in my generation I don't do no playin' about it These rappers, they should call me, "Papi" Every lil' thing is exotic I'm with two hoes like a shotty I'm shittin' on these niggas, no potty I don't wanna see your twenty dollar bill 'less it's Harriet Tubman My thoughts outta pocket I been hidin' from the world The only thing see me right now is the sky and the projects (Hold on) Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga (Ayy, say, "What's up?") Say, "What's up?", watch how I fuck it up, get it back Niggas say they really gettin' money, that's fitted cap Boy, you ain't never outside, where you really at? Designer rug, alligator my floor mat Bad lil' bitch gon' give me that neck, neck We was in the trenches, nigga, you was playin' Tech Deck Why you so motherfuckin' cap? Don't respect that, hey Don't come close, better step back, hey Minor setback for a comeback Bitch ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey Fuck around and play, get splatt-splatt Nigga put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah I been in the slums, givin' all back Tell me, where the fuck is Donald Trump at? (Let's go) Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let's go) Where a young nigga sharin' a bookbag (Uh) Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)