Yeah.. Yeah...
[sigh]
Had to do it to em..
Shawty said she like the way I default dance
Show my scar she said she want it in my pants
Bought a ton of vbucks with my advance (yeah!)
Shawty said she like the way I default dance (wait)
Shawty said she like the way I default dance
Show my scar she said she want it in my pants
Bought a ton of vbucks with my advance (yeah!)
Shawty said she like the way I default dance
Get twisted to the tilted to the towers where we droppin
Flow with that umbrella in the sky like mary poppins
Imma spend 1,000 on some vbucks and go shoppin
Slurp juice in the pod, hit the jule now Im off it
Gonna put em in the coffin when I pull up in the cart
Bitch I feel like bob the builder gonna make a work of art (ayy)
1,000 metre snipe em
Chris Kyle in the bitch, yeah
Default dance get wild in the bitch, okay
Shawty said she like the way I default dance
Show my scar she said she want it in my pants
Bought a ton of vbucks with my advance (yeah!)
Shawty said she like the way I default dance (wait)
Shawty said she like the way I default dance
Show my scar she said she want it in my pants
Bought a ton of vbucks with my advance (yeah!)
Shawty said she like the way I default dance
It's fuckin' TR3YWAY!
It's King of New York, lookin' for the Queen
Uh, you got the right one
L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
Queens, Brooklyn, brr, ah!
Murda on the beat so it's not nice!
Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip
Got that super soaker, hit that, she a Fefe
Her name Keke, she eat my dick like it's free, free
I don't even know like "Why I did that?"
I don't even know like "Why I hit that?"
All I know is that I just can't wife that
Talk to her nice so she won't fight back
Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back
Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Draco got that kick-back, when I blow that, they all do track
They don't shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot
Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that
Call a Uber with my shooter, with a Ruger, we gon' do ya
Niggas say they killin' people, but I really fuckin' do it
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
He-He tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi
Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky
I'm from New York, so I'm cocky, say he fuckin' with my posse
Copped me Khloé like Kardashi', keep this pussy in Versace
Said I'm pretty like Tinashe
Put it all up in his face, did I catch a case?
Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace
Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lay's
I just sit back and when he done, I be like, "Yo, how'd it taste?"
(Yo, how'd it taste?!)
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Ayo, Draco got that kick-back
When it kick-back, you can't get yo shit back, in fact this that bitch
That "I hate small talk, I don't fuck with chit-chat"
AC just stopped workin', so they hit me
Told me bring my wrist back, come through rockin' fashions
That got all these bitches like "Yo, what's that?"
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I catch a hoe right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki, kick that ho right through the door
(TR3YWAY)
I don't really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz
Nicki just hopped in this shit, now I won't see that bitch again
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe (no)
I catch a ho right by her toe (no)
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki (no)
Kick that ho right through the door (no, TR3YWAY)
Mmm, Young Money, Young Money bunny
Colorful hair, don't care
I don't really want no friends, I don't really want no friends, no
I don't really want no friends, I don't really want no friends, no
Scum Gang!
It's fuckin' TR3YWAY!
It's King of New York, lookin' for the Queen
Uh, you got the right one
L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
Queens, Brooklyn, brr, ah!
Murda on the beat so it's not nice!
Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip
Got that super soaker, hit that, she a Fefe
Her name Keke, she eat my dick like it's free, free
I don't even know like "Why I did that?"
I don't even know like "Why I hit that?"
All I know is that I just can't wife that
Talk to her nice so she won't fight back
Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back
Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Draco got that kick-back, when I blow that, they all do track
They don't shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot
Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that
Call a Uber with my shooter, with a Ruger, we gon' do ya
Niggas say they killin' people, but I really fuckin' do it
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
He-He tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi
Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky
I'm from New York, so I'm cocky, say he fuckin' with my posse
Copped me Khloé like Kardashi', keep this pussy in Versace
Said I'm pretty like Tinashe
Put it all up in his face, did I catch a case?
Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace
Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lay's
I just sit back and when he done, I be like, "Yo, how'd it taste?"
(Yo, how'd it taste?!)
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Ayo, Draco got that kick-back
When it kick-back, you can't get yo shit back, in fact this that bitch
That "I hate small talk, I don't fuck with chit-chat"
AC just stopped workin', so they hit me
Told me bring my wrist back, come through rockin' fashions
That got all these bitches like "Yo, what's that?"
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I catch a hoe right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki, kick that ho right through the door
(TR3YWAY)
I don't really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz
Nicki just hopped in this shit, now I won't see that bitch again
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe (no)
I catch a ho right by her toe (no)
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki (no)
Kick that ho right through the door (no, TR3YWAY)
he gon he dropping that soap for the next 25 years in prison rip 6ix9ine’s ass
STOOPIDDD my man getting out in 25 years
(except that he snitched on his gang and he gon get shot soon as he step outta that prison)
Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
Now everybody do the propaganda
And sing along to the age of paranoia
what’s this emo shit?? i only know 6ix9ine
CB on the beat
Only wear designer, esskeetit...
Ooh, Lil Pump
Yeah, yeah, brr
Yeah, ooh
Yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh
Only wear designer, esskeetit (ooh!)
Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (ooh!)
Runnin' up a check with no limit (yuh!)
Poppin' on X, poppin' on X
Poppin' on X, pills (yuh, X)
Got a new car, got a new bitch (ooh), yeah
And I got a new deal (ooh!)
Only wear designer, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (ooh!)
Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Runnin' up a check with no limit (ooh!)
Poppin' on X, poppin' on X
Poppin' on X, pills (poppin' on X)
Got a new car, got a new bitch
And I got a new deal (yuh, yuh!)
Pull into the crib like "what up, bitch!" (ooh)
Got a penthouse sittin' on my wrist (brrt)
And my grandma sippin' on Activis (Act')
Got a lot of ice, and I'm cold as shit
And these bitches love to talk a lot (ooh)
Pull out the Porsche out the car garage (brrt)
And I never had a job (nah)
I'm high as fuck, took a trip to Mars (goddamn)
Ice on ice on ice (ice), took a private jet to Dubai (ooh)
Bitch, you better buy your own flight
Bust down smackin', no light (yeah)
And she show titties on Skype (yeah)
Smoke quarter pounds to the face, esskeetit
Everything that you done did, I done did it
Pockets on swole, like it's 24 Fitness (yeah)
800 bands just layin' in the kitchen (goddamn)
Only wear designer, esskeetit (ooh!)
Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (yeah, ooh!)
Runnin' up a check with no limit (yuh!)
Poppin' on X, poppin' on X (brrt)
Poppin' on X, pills (yuh, X)
Got a new car, got a new bitch (ooh, yeah, brrt)
And I got a new deal (ooh!)
Only wear designer, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (ooh!)
Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Runnin' up a check with no limit (ooh!)
Poppin' on X, poppin' on X
Poppin' on X, pills (poppin' on X)
Got a new car, got a new bitch
And I got a new deal (yuh)
Pinkie ring froze, pinkie ring froze, pinkie ring covered in gold (ooh)
Too much diamonds on my neck, think I might choke (yuh)
Had a threesome with your bitch, with my eyes closed (damn)
Tell my side ho bring it through the back door, oh!
I got eighty-thousand in my envelope (ooh)
I just got a "Gucci Gang" medal, though (yeah)
Damn, I got some homies that went federal (uh)
Look at my two-tone Patek, I smash a ho then forget
I got a fridge on my neck (yeah)
I'm smokin' gas on a jet (uh)
Ooh, I just love to flex (yeah)
Blew out two million that Tootsie's (ooh)
I made your auntie a groupie (yeah)
And you know my life a movie (uh, ooh)
I got sticks like Call of Duty (ooh, yeah)
Only wear designer, esskeetit (ooh!)
Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (yeah, ooh!)
Runnin' up a check with no limit (yuh!)
Poppin' on X, poppin' on X (brrt)
Poppin' on X, pills (yuh, X)
Got a new car, got a new bitch (ooh, yeah, brrt)
And I got a new deal (ooh!)
Only wear designer, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (ooh!)
Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Runnin' up a check with no limit (ooh!)
Poppin' on X, poppin' on X
Poppin' on X, pills (poppin' on X)
Got a new car, got a new bitch
And I got a new deal (brrt)
Ooh, only wear designer, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Hoppin' out the Wraith, esskeetit (ooh)
Smashin' on your bitch, esskeetit (esskeetit!)
Runnin' up a check with no limit (ooh)
Poppin' on X, poppin' on X
Poppin' on X, pills (poppin' on X)
Got a new car, got a new bitch
And I got a new deal (brrt)
A passionate song about hemorrhoids
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot metal and methedrine
I hear empire down
I hear empire down
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Love lost, fire at will
Dum-dum bullets and shoot to kill, I hear
Dive, bombers, and
Empire down
Empire down
Since when is Green Day (Pop Punk) emo? Y'all need schooling.
yeahhhh essekeetit
my man lil pump, my favorite member of BTS let’s get it
bitch i ain’t listen to punk or some emo shit fuck outta here
Y'all already know it be the boy Yung Gordon
You rockin' with Take Money promotion
Ay Take Money Promotion
Give 'em that new shit, no fool shit
Oh yeah, let's go
DJ Lethal, Lethal
(Rough Rider)
Tay Keith
TMP 954, we live
Take Money Promotion
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Bitch, I'm silly
Up the chopper, shoot your shit up, let's get busy
Drinkin' Henny, goin' brazy, poppin' pillies
Sex Money Murda, shoutout all my blazing Billies (on Billy)
We in yo' city! (we in yo'!)
Shoutout my apes in the fuckin' roof (for real), for mayo they gon' shoot
Spin a hoop, who the fuck is you?
Who the fuck you know, nigga? No, nigga
Niggas killed your cousin, you gon' smoke, nigga? (stupid!)
Glo nigga, rollin' up your cousin in a blunt, nigga
Bozo, bitch, are you dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb? (stupid!)
Bitch, I'm Nick Cannon with this drum-drum-drum-drum (brra-pom-pom)
Pull up with semis, no lil' pump-pump-pump-pumps (no esskeetit)
We goin' dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb
Bitch I'm stupid, bitch I'm out, I be tweakin', I be wildin', I be booted! (bitch I'm drunk)
I be stealin', I be robbin', I be lootin'! (you don't wanna die)
Your boyfriend dumb, he get no money, bitch, he stupid!
Oh, bitch, he, oh, bitch, he stupid!
Damn, homie, in high school you was the man, homie (2012!)
What the fuck happened to you (stoopid!)? I'm just sayin', homie
Now you smokin' Black & Milds, smokin' reds, homie
... ah ah ah what's up Shmurda on the motherfuckin' set nigga 6ix9ine what's poppin cuz
Tell him shut up, suck a dick
Tell him fuck him, I'm the shit
Bitch I'm just recording this
I'm getting money, I'm the shit
Shoutout my Bloods, shoutout my Crips
That nigga Ebro, he a bitch
Just another old nigga on a young nigga dick
Bitch I'm lit on the Gram, a million likes, you see my shit
The bitch DM for the dick
But I probably wouldn't hit
VVS, Cuban hit
Shoutout Jimmy for the drip
Your baby daddy's mixtape wasn't shit, he a bitch
Free Bobby, Free Rowdy, free Cueno, free the 9
Shoutout Jay Dee, shoutout Kooda, Dee Savv, those my guys
FOA they gon' ride
GS9 they gon' slide
When I woo woo back, ahh ahh, those my guys
She give me neck until I burst out
Jesus Piece, we cursed out
And all these suckers with they fucking feelings always got these bitches with they purse out
We on the flag, put the bird out
Like Young Bricks put the word out
You know you like a nigga shmoney dance
You gon' love a nigga when I swerve out
Bitch, I'm silly
Up the chopper, shoot your shit up, let's get busy
Drinkin' Henny, goin' brazy, poppin' pillies
Sex Money Murda, shoutout all my blazing Billies (on Billy)
We in yo' city!
Hold up, hold up, hold up gang
Run that shit back up