PROD. ME + SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

MONEY NEVER TOLD ME HOW TO ACT OR HOW TO WALK
I BEEN BREAKIN' BITCHES HEARTS SINCE I FIGURED HOW I CAN TALK
IT'S A DIFFERENT SET OF RULES THAT WE RUN BY
DON'T NEED ADVICE BOY I'M OUTSIDE CHILLIN'

YEAH BITCH I'M OUTSIDE WITH IT
TOO DIFFERENT WENT ABOUT MY BUSINESS
I GOT YOU TRIPPIN' 'BOUT IT REALLY IT'S A SICKNESS
I BEAT THAT BOY UNTIL HE FOUR TO FIVE INCHES

YOU FINDING OUT THAT I'M ABOUT MINE
I LET THE METAL TOUCH HIM
THAT SHIT WAS FULLY RUSSIAN
I GOT THE PARAMEDICS RUNNIN' LIKE THE 'K DRUMMIN'
I JUST TOOK ANOTHER LIFE BITCH RUN IT

SHIT I WAS FIFTEEN SEEN THE MONEY COMING IN
I SET MY FOCUS ON THIS SHIT LIKE I COULD SUMMON IT
I TRIED TO TELL 'EM 'BOUT THIS SHIT THEY COULDN'T STOMACH IT
THAT AIN'T MY PROBLEM
I'M FUCKING ON ONE

SHIT I NEVER WANTED TO BE ONE
WELL SHIT I DID IT IF I GOT ONE
AND TAKE THAT PAPER FOR MY NEW SON
AND TELL HIM DADDY BUSY GETTIN' RICH

YOU FINDING OUT THAT I'M ABOUT MINE
I LET THE METAL TOUCH HIM
THAT SHIT WAS FULLY RUSSIAN
I GOT THE PARAMEDICS RUNNIN' LIKE THE 'K DRUMMIN'
I JUST TOOK ANOTHER LIFE BITCH RUN IT

BUSINESS

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

KEEP A VEST ON MY BEDSIDE TABLE
FIGURE OUT A WAY THAT I COULD STEAL FROM A LABEL
WHY THEY LOOK AT ME LIKE I'M SO FUCKING UNGRATEFUL
AND THIS SHIT NOT DIFFERENT BITCH I BEEN UNSTABLE

LIKE I'M OFF MY MEDS
IF I EVER DID GET 'EM I'D SELL 'EM
I REALLY NEVER GAVE A FUCK WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME
AND I COULD GET YA BOY STUCK DON'T FUCK WITH ME

STEP ONE DRINK A LITTLE TOO MUCH
STEP THREE WRAP THE BITCH UP IN A TRUNK
TELL THE POLICE YOU DON'T KNOW A GOD DAMN THING CAUSE YOU NEVER REALLY DID KEEP UP
ASK FOR DIRECTIONS YOU NOT REALLY FROM 'ROUND HERE
YOU BEEN REALLY ON THE MOVE LIKE ALL YEAR
AND YOU DON'T CALL SHIT HOME YOU DON'T GOT ONE
ONLY BOUGHT A GUN 'CAUSE YOU LOVE TO SEE THE COPS RUN

I REALLY TOOK A BITCH BACK WHEN SHE PLAYED ME
AND THEN I FUCK AROUND AND NOW I GOT A-
AND IT'S UP WHEN YOU FUCK WITH MY PAYCHECK
YEAH WHAT'S UP YOU WANT BLOOD I GOT PAY BACK

I SEEN MY FACE ON THE TELEVISION TURN IT UP
I GOT EVERY OTHER REASON I SHOULD RUN IT UP
AND I FEEL LIKE I'M WORTH 'BOUT A HUNDRED BUCKS
I COULD UP IT IF YOU MOTHERFUCKING GIVE IT UP

WHAT'S IN YOUR WALLET
WHAT'S IN YOUR POCKET
WHAT'S IN YOUR MOTHERFUCKING BACKPACK STOP IT
AND YOUR BRAND NEW PHONE THAT YOU CALL BITCHES ON AND YOU TELL 'EM THAT YOU WISH THEY WOULDN'T TALK SO MUCH 'BOUT ME
IT'S ON ME
I BEEN SITTIN' BACK CHILLIN' FOR A MINUTE
I SHOULD REALLY GET BACK ON MY BULLSHIT YOU KNOW WHEN I TELL 'EM IMA KILL 'EM IF THEY FUCK WITH ME

WRAP SHIT UP
BACK NO KILLA
TOOK MY BLOOD LIKE YOU ATE MY DINNER
FUCK WITH MY NAME WATCHING ICE GET THINNER
PISS ON YOUR GRAVE I'M A GOD DAMN WINNER
SHIT THAT'S IN MY POCKET TAKE YOUR GOD DAMN SKIN OFF
TELL THAT BOY TO WATCH HIMSELF 'CAUSE I'LL SPIN 'EM
TELL HIM MYSELF BITCH I'M FUCKING Y'ALL SISTERS
KILL Y'ALL SELF 'FOR YOU GET SHIT TWISTED

BACKPACK

PROD. ME

LYRICS:

THIRTY FIVE POINTS FOR THE HEAD SHOT BITCH
SHOULDA KEPT THE PISTOL IN THE BAG
FUCK IT GOT THE PAPER ON TRACK
SEE ME BITCH I'M FITTED ALL BLACK
I BURN IT IF I EVER GET THE PLAQUE
TURN YA' FUCKING FAMILY TO A PACK
PUT THAT FUCKING MONEY IN THAT BAG
I KILL HIM JUST TO SAY THAT SHIT AND BRAG

THROW THAT CHECK, IN THAT FIRE PIT
I COULD BUY YA' BITCH
I GO BACK, JUST TO SPIN AGAIN
GET MY KILL AGAIN
WHERE I'M AT, WE DON'T DO THAT SHIT
WE DON'T TALK A LOT
I BLOW MY BAG, WHERE'S MY MONEY BITCH
RELOAD ALL MY MAGAZINE I'M BACK
FUCK YOU THOUGHT IT WAS
I DON'T KNOW YOU BITCH I SEND HIM UP, TELL HIM FUCK IS UP
SUCK MY FUCKING DICK I CARE 'BOUT CASH
WANT MY MONEY BACK
I DON'T LIKE TO BRAG BUT LOOK ME UP
GET THE FUCK UP OFF MY DICK I TRIED TO GIVE A FUCK IT'S

DOUBLE MY MONEY LIKE PLAYBOY MY MONEY I DON'T FUCK AROUND WITH NO BITCH
DIRTY MY THIRTY I'M EARLY AS FUCK, CAUGHT ME A BODY AS SOON AS I'M UP
I BROUGHT A HAND GRENADE INTO THE CLUB, I PULL THE PIN AND THAT SHIT GOIN' UP
GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS

EVEN WHEN I GET MY BAG BITCH
GOT A RED DOT SHIT NO TAG BITCH
LOOK AT MY BANK I GOT TOO RICH
I'M IN A RED ROOM NOT NO TWITCH
BLOOD MONEY BABY THAT'S MY HISTORY
HE COULD PULL UP AT THE SHOW HE AIN'T NO KIN TO ME

FUCK 'EM ALL, DIE SLOW AND WE FUCKING BALL
X4

MUSIC VIDEO

RED ROOM

PROD. ME

LYRICS:

Y'ALL TRY TO TELL ME WHAT TO WRITE AS IF I GIVE A FUCK
Y'ALL MAKE ME SICK I THINK I'M FINISHED FUCKING PUTTIN' UP
COME PULL Y'ALL CHAINS OUT, TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK I'M 'BOUT
AND TELL Y'ALL FRIENDS TO KEEP IT PUSHING ON Y'ALL WAY OUT

BITCH ARE YOU STUPID I'M A MOTHERFUCKING GENIUS
SHIT GOT ME THINKING LIKE THEY NEVER KILLED JESUS
AND EVERY DAY THAT I'M ALIVE IMA STAY RICH
SHUT THE FUCK UP THEY COULD NEVER FIND ME BITCH

I NEED MY ONES I BEEN PATIENT
I WISH YOU LUCK, KEEP LOOKING FOR MY REPLACEMENT 
AND THEN YOU FUCKED IF YOU EVER GET COMPLACENT
I'M DOWN TO WORK UNTIL I DIE OR I MADE IT

COME PUT MORE MONEY ON MY TABLE IF YOU LIKE ME
DON'T TRIP ON ME BECAUSE Y'ALL BITCHES WANNA WRITE ME
COME GET Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKING MONEY OFF MY NECK BITCH
TOO LIT SECURITY DON'T MAKE MY PEOPLE RESTLESS

THAT MOTHERFUCKER BUGGIN' OUT I GET MY * OUT
DON'T CALL MY PHONE BECAUSE YOU FOUND OUT I GOT MONEY NOW
I'M SCREAMING WHAT THE FUCK YOU PEOPLE REALLY KNOW ABOUT
MY DAY TO DAY THEY FUCKING PAY ME JUST TO FUCK AROUND

SICK

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

SKOT SAID HE HOPE THIS SHIT WAS WORTH IT
WELL I'M FEELING GREAT, BITCH I'M PERFECT
COME FUCK ME UP, BITCH I EARNED IT
I JUST BOUGHT A MOTHERFUCKING CRV I'M SWERVING

FUCK ME OUT MY RACKS THAT'S HOW YOU DIE
BITCH I'M ON A MILLION EVERY TIME
TOLD YOU NOT TO HIT MY FUCKING LINE
BURY ME WITH LIQUOR WHEN I DIE

I JUST BROUGHT THE MONEY INSIDE
COUNT THE SHIT 'TILL I'M BLEEDING BITCH
PAPER CUT'S LIKE I'M PABLO RICH
TELL THEM FAGGOTS Y'ALL SUCK MY DICK

IF I EVER GO PLATINUM I KILL MYSELF SO THE BANDS DON'T HELP MY DRINKING SHIT
FUCK IT I BEEN HIT MY LIMIT Y'ALL THOUGHT I WAS KIDDING I'M REALLY THE ONE BITCH I DID IT
BET ON THAT BITCH IMA DIE 'FOR I QUIT IMA KILL FOR THIS SHIT I'M THE BAD GUY BILLIE
IMA HANG MYSELF ON CAMERA, FUCK IT LEMME FIND MY MANNERS

WALK IN Y'ALL CRIB WITH MY BOOTS ON
MOTHERFUCKER I'M NOT IN THE MOOD
I KEEP DOING THIS SHIT IMA DIE
SO IT'S FUCK 'EM DON'T FUCK WITH MY TIME

SAID I TOLD YOU DON'T FUCK WITH MY NAME BITCH
SEE WHAT HAPPEN I'M LEAKING HIS BRAIN BITCH
Y'ALL KEEP FUCKING AROUND WITH THE SAME BITCH
IT'S WHATEVER Y'ALL KEEP IN Y'ALL LANE BITCH

SOON AS I'M DEAD, DELETE ALL MY SHIT
WHY WOULD I LET YOU KEEP USING THAT SHIT
FUCK IT I'M REALLY ABUSING THIS SHIT
BITCH I BEEN TRYNA GET GOVERNMENT RICH

KILL ALL MY FRIENDS BEFORE THEY COULD SWITCH
REALLY I'M TRYNA AVOID ALL THAT SHIT
NOBODY BETTER YOU HEARING THIS SHIT?
I LET YOU IN 'FOR I SETTLE FOR SHIT I'M FINISHED

KEEP MY NAME OUT YOUR MOUTH BOY
THINK I'M PLAYIN, THINK I'M PLAYIN' BOY
X2

SWITCH

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS: 

CAN'T FORGET MY EIGHTY PROOF BEFORE I LEAVE THE CRIB
KILL MY DAY ONE BROTHER 'FOR I TELL THEM WHAT I DID
I JUST TOOK MY MONEY GOT THE FUCK UP OUT THE GRID
WOKE UP ON MY FLOOR I PULLED UP IN THE SAME FIT

DEAD POLITICIANS IN MY POCKET YEAH BITCH
REALLY ALL I'M TRIPPIN' ON IS FUCKING GETTIN' RICH
BACK ON ALL MY BULLSHIT, RIGHT BACK WHERE I STARTED AT
Y'ALL JUST TOOK MY SHIT I'M RIGHT OUTSIDE I FUCKING WANT IT BACK

BEAT Y'ALL BITCH, TEN FOLD
SEND MY TAPE TO ALL THEM FAGGOTS
THEY DON'T LIKE ME VERY MUCH I PICKED THAT UP
TOO BAD I NEVER GAVE A FUCK
THAT'S WHY I'M THE ONE THAT'S FUCKING GETTIN' UP
BITCH I BET' NOT HEAR YOU PLAY MY SHIT AT ALL

I SEEN Y'ALL MESSAGES, THAT'S FUNNY RIGHT
'CAUSE THIS EXACTLY HOW YOU END UP DEAD
I PUT LIKE 50 IN Y'ALL FUCKING HEAD
AND ONCE I FIND OUT 'BOUT Y'ALL FRIENDS I DO THAT SHIT AGAIN

EIGHTY PROOF

call me (interlude)

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

TOO MANY WANTED ME FUCKED UP
THEN I DID IT AGAIN BITCH I STUCK WITH IT
I GOT LOVE WITH IT
EVERY ONE OF MINE GOT UP WITH IT
CATCH UP WITH US BITCH UH

Y'ALL CAN'T DO SHIT LIKE I DO
MY FUCKING PEOPLE FIND YOU
THEN WRAP THAT ISSUE UP BITCH GUESS WHO GOT Y'ALL BITCHES STUCK

YES I'M STILL DEPRESSED I WANT MY BLOOD SPILLED OUT BITCH
Y'ALL ACT LIKE YOU KNEW ME FUCKING WATCH Y'ALL MOUTH BITCH
SHIT I'LL BE DEAD BEFORE I GIVE THESE BITCHES ENERGY
AND Y'ALL COULD KILL ME 'FOR I GIVE THESE FAGGOTS ANYTHING

SPEAK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I LET THAT SHIT FLY BACK BITCH
NEED THAT KIND OF MONEY SET MY CHILDREN UP WITH RACKS BITCH
X2
SPEAK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I LET THAT SHIT FLY BACK BITCH
X2
NEED THAT KIND OF MONEY SET MY CHILDREN UP WITH RACKS BITCH
X2

I WAKE UP DEAD SO I'M NOT SCARED OF THAT
AND ONCE I DID IT, PAY MY PARENTS BACK
FOR ALL THAT HELL I PUT THEM PEOPLE THROUGH
I BEEN MET DEVILS MOTHERFUCKER I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU

I CAN'T GET BETTER
I CAN'T GET BETTER
BECAUSE MY FRIENDS FUCKING UP AND SHIT I LET 'EM
BUT Y'ALL CAN'T TELL ME HOW THE FUCK I'M 'SPOSED TO HELP
I CAN'T DO EVERYTHING I'M TRYNA HELP MYSELF

SPEAK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I LET THAT SHIT FLY BACK BITCH
I BEEN MET DEVILS MOTHERFUCKER I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU
NEED THAT KIND OF MONEY SET MY CHILDREN UP WITH RACKS BITCH
I BEEN MET DEVILS MOTHERFUCKER I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU

ENERGY

PROD. NOVÂFLED

LYRICS: 

I BEEN IN AND OUT OF THERAPY SINCE I WAS THINKING DANGEROUS
PUSSY PICK A DIFFERENT DAY I'M STICKING WITH THE STAINLESS
WHAT YOU THINK I'M PICKING WHEN IT COME TO MAKING PURCHASES
THROW MY LIFE AWAY ABOUT THIS SHIT THAT'S WHAT MY PURPOSE IS
SAID I DON'T GIVE A FUCK, WHAT YOU FAGGOTS WANNA TELL ME
PROMISE I'M EXPENSIVE IT COST A BIT TO SELL ME
PEOPLE THAT I'M 'ROUND THESE DAYS GO TO HELL FOR ME
I DO THE SAME, ROUND TRIP THAT'S WHY THEY KNOW ME 'ROUND HERE

FIRST FULLY AUTO THAT I BOUGHT I WROTE IT OFF
SPEAKING 'BOUT THE FUTURE I'M 'GON NEED THAT WHEN I'M UP
PRAY THE BITCH DIE 'FOR I SLEEP I'M PUSHING LUCK
AND MY PEOPLE DID IT TOO THEM MOTHERFUCKERS KNOW IT'S ROUGH

YES, I TOLD 'EM I CAN'T WAIT
'TILL I GET THE CHANCE TO BURN MOTHERFUCKERS I'LL BE GREAT
HOW YOU STILL AIN'T PUT THE WORK?
HOW THE FUCK WE 'GON GET PAID?
I BEEN PUSHIN' BY MYSELF WHILE YOU AIN'T EVEN LEFT THE STATE SAID WHAT THE FUCK BOY

IF I CAN'T SPEAK ON NOTHING ONCE I'M UP THEN FUCK IT
I HOPE YOU HEAR THIS SHIT
EVERY TIME YOU HURT I LOVE IT
FUCK Y'ALL IMMEDIATE, EXTENDED, GO FOR ANYBODY
NEXT TIME YOU THINKING 'BOUT IT DO IT, MOTHERFUCKER RUN IT

FIRST FULLY AUTO THAT I BOUGHT I WROTE IT OFF
SPEAKING 'BOUT THE FUTURE I'M 'GON NEED THAT WHEN I'M UP
PRAY THE BITCH DIE 'FOR I SLEEP I'M PUSHING LUCK
AND MY PEOPLE DID IT TOO THEM MOTHERFUCKERS KNOW IT'S ROUGH

SAID I'M THE WORST THING, YOU COULD EVER MEET RIGHT HERE
GOT MY VERSE IN, THAT MADE SEROTONIN DISAPPEAR
I WANT THAT SHIRT PRINT, TELL THESE PEOPLE SHIT BEEN GETTING REAL
AND I'M THE FIRST IN, BET THEY SEE ME PISSIN' ON A DEAL

I SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN BROCKHAMPTON

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T KILL ME
I POP MY MOTHERFUCKING TRUNK SOMEBODY FILM ME
STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T FEEL ME
I'M ON MY MOTHERFUCKING WHAT'S THE FUCKING DEAL G

FIFTY FUCKING THOUSAND OF THEM ROUNDS
FOR THAT FIVE-O, FUCK 'EM PUT IT DOWN
AY SHIT MY CHECK 'GON WEIGH LIKE FIFTY FUCKING POUNDS
HOW MANY BODIES SHIT I PROLLY COULDN'T COUNT

AY TELL 'EM FUCK RAP
I FUCKING HATE TAKING PICTURES I TELL 'EM FUCK RAP
I FUCKING HATE WHAT IT DID TO ME TELL 'EM FUCK RAP
THEM BODY BAGS WITH THEM ZIPPERS ON 'EM IT'S FUCK RAP
AND GET THE FUCK BACK

GROW UP
GO GET A JOB
BE REALISTIC YOU COULD NEVER GET THAT FAR

FUCK 'EM IMA STAND ON THEY NECK
WORK 'TILL I'M DEAD
'TILL I ROT
MOTHERFUCKER I'M A THREAT

STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T KILL ME
I POP MY MOTHERFUCKING TRUNK SOMEBODY FILM ME
STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T FEEL ME
I'M ON MY MOTHERFUCKING WHAT'S THE FUCKING DEAL G

THREAT

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

FUCK EVERYBODY OUTSIDE
TINTED WINDOWS I GOT PEOPLE ON THE INSIDE
I MIGHT START SELLIN' BRICKS WITH MY - WILD
AND MY NEW SHIT MEAN THIS MY TOP 5
IF THAT SHIT AIN'T COME FROM ME COULDN'T BE A FACT
I DON'T FUCKING NEED A THING HOLD UP MATTER FACT
I TAKE IT BACK I NEED A SWITCH ON MY NEW METAL
WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK THESE RACKS FOR, SENTIMENTAL?

BITCH I'M
BACK WITH IT I FOUND YOU I WANT BLOOD BITCH
TRACK DIFFERENT AS SOON AS YOU PUT ME IN THE MIX
I'M GETTIN' SICKER EVERY SECOND YOU GON' DIE QUICK
I'M IMPATIENT I WANT FIGURES FOR A FEATURE
RUNNIN' UP A TAB WITH THE FUCKING GRIM REAPER
MONEY IN THE BAG LIVING AIN'T GON' GET CHEAPER
I'M OUTSIDE Y'ALL WINDOW WITH THE FUCKING STREET SWEEPER

WATCH YASELF I BEEN THROUGH IT ONE TIME
THEN I'M RUNNING THROUGH A FULL BOTTLE TWO NIGHTS
COULDN'T BE LIKE ME IF YOU TRIED THREE LIVES
THINK 'BOUT GIVING UP AND FUCKING BUY A FOUR FIVE
FIGURED I WAS DIFFERENT SINCE I'M SIX YEARS OLD
SEVEN OUT OF SEVEN EVERY WEEK WOULDN'T FOLD
I DROP EIGHTY PROOF AND IT'S NINE TIMES BIGGER
TEN OUT OF TEN SPEAKING OF WHICH I NEED LIQUOR
X2

IF YOU STILL AIN'T PICK IT UP I'M A MOTHERFUCKING ISSUE
LONGER I'M ALIVE MAMA CRY 'CAUSE SHE BEEN THROUGH
EVERY OTHER PENNY THAT HER SON MADE BURNT
DEAD MAN WALKING YEAH BITCH BUT I LEARN
EVERY FUCKING SECOND THAT I BREATH BITCH I EARN THAT
FUCK YOU, DON'T WANNA HEAR SHIT AFTER BACKPACK
I'M FUCKING BETTER BITCH I'M IN IT THAT'S A SETBACK
TRUST ME I'M 'BOUT MY MOTHERFUCKING GETBACK

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