Ouu Baby (feat. Fivio Foreign)

Buddy Hield

GANG

In The Box

Vroom (feat. Popeye)

Strapped Up Lyrics:

[Intro]
“Shoutout 808 Melo”
Tell the pussy nigga come test me
Tell the pussy nigga come test me (come test me)
Hold on, tell the pussy nigga come test, ayy

[Verse]
I got a big choppa and it’s waiting for another nigga to motherfucking test
Just got a hunnid thousand for the show up in dallas and I spent like half on the neck
And I don't know who told her that I do drugs, cus she keep asking for x
And she keep messing with a fucking thug and she will not forget (no)
I want rackaids, wake up in the morning I get some rackaids (woah)
We took his homie chain, he ain't getting it back, ayy
I heard she got a fat ass but it's plastic
And I can not go eat that pussy bitch I’m fasting
2021 vi kommer med stilen, kan inte nå mig dom bugga mobilen
Min bror har en MP4 han får killen
My choppa racist, som en finne
She wanna fuck the gang, för vi vinner
She tryna touch the chain, ja försvinner (lets go)

[Pre-Chorus]
Min bror han e strapped today, kom till oss om du vill die today
That 30 better hit yo face, make the wrong move then we shoot the whole place
My bro got a hunnid years so now he looking like Tay-K

[Chorus]
Eyy min bror han e strapped (eyy min bror han e strapped)
Han e strapped up, broke boy get yo cash up
Fråga 2K vi e masked up, free my bro dem vet han e strapped up (my bro he strapped)
Han e strapped up, broke boy get yo cash up
Fråga 2K vi e masked up, free my bro dem vet han e strapped up

[Verse 2]
Yeah he strapped up but he aint got a license, if I don't answer my phone that mean I'm pipin
Oh yeah we got shooters for real you know that they snipin, I be selling cocaine yeah we really out here
Yeah my bro he real crazy he love that novacane 
Try to kill me or do sum to me, we gon let it bang
Walk in the party, shoot up the room
I got this weed on me, you could smell the fume
Foreign lil bitch and I took her to the room
I think she mexican or she from perú
Oh yeah she from peru you know what I gotta do, all of my hunnids they blue
I aint even tryna fuck right now, but she say “baby I’m in the mood”
Don't test me, don't test me, smith and wesson for the weapon (grrt)



[Pre-Chorus]
Min bror han e strapped today, kom till oss om du vill die today
That 30 better hit yo face, make the wrong move then we shoot the whole place
My bro got a hunnid years so now he looking like Tay-K

[Chorus]
Eyy min bror han e strapped (eyy min bror han e strapped)
Han e strapped up, broke boy get yo cash up
Fråga 2K vi e masked up, free my bro dem vet han e strapped up (my bro he strapped)
Han e strapped up, broke boy get yo cash up
Fråga 2K vi e masked up, free my bro dem vet han e strapped up

Strapped Up

Givenchy Lyrics:

[Chorus]
I can not get no broke ass hoe, I gotta get me a boss bitch
You not taking a quick look at the store, man you know this cost shit
Today I brought me all my my ice, man I'm on that frost shit (ice, ice)
Fifth grade started selling that snow, man I'm on my boss shit
What she want, from the store
You could not get that shit, little hoe
She got givenchy on her toes
She love percocet but nobody knows

[Verse 1]
You a broke boy uh get yo money up
She hit my line she told me “ayy get my tummy fucked”
She look at me as a demon uh
All of this percy I'm leanin uh
Beef, vegan uh
She fell in love with the semen uh
I got the glock on my right side
I got the bitch on my left side
I got them drugs on the back side
Just like Fetty he just got a left eye
Percocet, diamonds wet
Molly, coco
Addy, X (ayy)

[Chorus]
I can not get no broke ass hoe, I gotta get me a boss bitch
You not taking a quick look at the store, man you know this cost shit
Today I brought me all my my ice, man I'm on that frost shit (ice, ice)
Fifth grade started selling that snow, man I'm on my boss shit
What she want, from the store
You could not get that shit, little hoe
She got givenchy on her toes
She love percocet but nobody knows

[Verse 2]
Ice on me, big VV’s
I throw that bitch away, just like a frisbee
Took a perc now I'm go finna fade away, just like Nowitski
I got the glock with the motherfucking laser on it, it aint friendly
She want the percocet right now
I aint tryna pull out so I might have a child
How we got the drip like that okay they be like “wow”
I caught the nigga off guard we bringing him down
Like a terrorist, I might shoot up the town
Got a choppa with a drum and it got a hunnid rounds
K-I-N-G, give me the crown
Got that green, got that brown
Just like a young nigga play for the mavericks I'm tryna fade away
She want a nigga who a really a savage, same time getting paid
Givenchy, my toes
Designer, my clothes
Molly, percy
AP, froze

[Chorus]
I can not get no broke ass hoe, I gotta get me a boss bitch
You not taking a quick look at the store, man you know this cost shit
Today I brought me all my my ice, man I'm on that frost shit (ice, ice)
Fifth grade started selling that snow, man I'm on my boss shit
What she want, from the store
You could not get that shit, little hoe
She got givenchy on her toes
She love percocet but nobody knows

Givenchy

One Chance

Lyrics:

[Chorus]
Yeah I got them hunnids for real (for real)
Nigga try to play with me or one of my partners that boy get killed (bow)
Gotta reach my goals gotta stacks these o’s, gotta get my mills (my mills)
We need the ambulance right now cus he keep popping pills (right now)
Fuck the bitch one time then she gotta go go go (lets go)
She like my AP and my ice it's on froze froze froze
Babygurl you is not my wife oh no no no no
She like the AP she like the ice
She tryna date me tell the bitch “sike”
Ayy she like the AP she like the ice, we bout to get it

[Verse]
I’m going so fast need a ticket
Shot em in the the face just like ricky
I don't go nowhere without my blicky
Without my blick blick blick, u get hit hit hit
I got that stick stick
Don't show no love to no bitch bitch (I'm telling you)
Me and my brodie we poppin shit we love them choppas yeah got them choppas for real
I care bout my health I’m not tryna die young so I stopped on popping these pills
Pull up in a smooth fashion rocking all black in a batmobile (skrrt)
Yea I know what Dwayne worth so don't try to sign me for no motherfucking quarter mil
Fuck all these niggas I’m rich, aint got no bitch, cus I’m in love with my money
If you not gang get ditched, we can't rock with no snitch I swear these niggas all funny
I'm bout to get it, nut in the hoe one time I'm finished
I gotta get it, I get the percocet from Finland
Spent about a hunnid thousand that Patek Philippe (ice)
She like the AP and the Audemar she know it ain't cheap
AP got the AP when I roll up
Date me tryna date me oh no no no

[Chorus]
Yeah I got them hunnids for real (for real)
Nigga try to play with me or one of my partners that boy get killed (bow)
Gotta reach my goals gotta stacks these o’s, gotta get my mills (my mills)
We need the ambulance right now cus he keep popping pills (right now)
Fuck the bitch one time then she gotta go go go (lets go)
She like my AP and my ice it's on froze froze froze
Babygurl you is not my wife oh no no no no
She like the AP she like the ice
She tryna date me tell the bitch “sike”
Ayy she like the AP she like the ice, we bout to get it

Intro (AP)

PT3 OUT SOON...

[Verse 1]

I'm finna shit on all these niggas tell they mama go get some diapers
Fuck Jennifer, fuck Helia, fuck errybody (yeah yeah)
Fuck Luana nigga, we play with them choppas nigga
Fuck Luana nigga, bitch I'm the don dada nigga
I go back out with that cutter
Shoot that nigga in the leg if he talkin bout my brother
Fuck the industry, nigga fuck everybody
We got shots for everybody, but u better not tell bout it
We got shots for everybody come get it in yo face
I got a reason to go bust, bitch ass nigga named ******  man I thought he was my cuz
I aint seen that nigga since but it's okay cus I'm gon bust
I aint tryna go to jail, leave that lil nigga in hell
I'll shoot 45 shots if I see that nigga walking
Who the fuck he think he is, that lil boy he think he ballin
Man I got a stick for *****, he got beat up by lil Pablo
That lil boy can't go nowhere and that's the only shit that I know (yea yea yeah)
Last year the girl went missing and they said you [?] jit
He dun pissed on that lil boy, so I guess it was legit
Woke up with stars in the wraith, tell these niggas that I'm legit
Can't wait till I catch that boy, I'ma piss on that lil bitch
Where you at dawg, whats yo number dawg
Why you changing shit, you know we flaming shit
Where that nigga stay, I heard he stay on s block
If I see him it's the glocky that I gotta cock (yea yea yeah)

[Verse 2]

***** got caught lacking on the motherfucking train
I don't mess with that lil boy, why they aint go blow his brain
That lil boy tried to escape, he was running like Usain
He was running running like Ricky, he was lucky they aint had no blicky
If I catch that boy guarantee I'm gunning, I'm gon shoot that nigga while it's sunny
Hold on stop the beat, If I see that nigga I'ma show that boy Stojakovic
If I see that nigga I'ma show him how we drilling shit
If I see that nigga I'ma show him how we killing shit
How we killing shit
How we killing shit
Man I’ll show that lil boy he killing shit (slime slime slime)
Man I’ll show that lil boy he killing shit

[Verse 3]

I don't fuck with***** *****, but I'm screaming out free melly
I heard you was a thug nigga, but you out here telling telling
And I aint forget about you Jenny
Who the hell you think you is, man you not Lovato Demi
I was gon be the lil Adin u was gon be my lil Pami
She done blew her chance
Now she can't get no bands
Aint gon talk bout it no more cus I aint tripping bout that shit
Aint gon talk bout it no more cus I aint tripping bout that bitch
I don't fuck with Megan, bitch I fuck with Tory mane
She be out here capping why she switching up her story mane
She said that he shot em like his name is Robert Horry mane
She don't know that I got them bullets they go insane
Bad lil bitch she from jamaica and she giving me some good brain
If you don't got half a milly no my nigga you can not hang
That lil bitch from jamaica she put my name on her chain 
(She put my name on her chain)
Ayy I knew something  was wrong when I saw that tik tok with my opp
If I see that shit again then some bodies they gon drop
You saw my dawg in the club and he was running from your ass
You was on that nigga dick and you caught up to his ass

[Outro]

Man Ion really fuck with niggas mane
Ayy shoutout to Cooper, In love with that ruger
In love with that ruger
Jenny i'm glad you did it
Made me take out all my anger
If you ever listen to this song, let me know how you feel about it
Don't go tellin
Jenny
Man we don't fuck with Jennifer man
Tell her stop playin with me
Stop playin with me

I HATE DWAYNE

REZO Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, yuh yuh yeah
Ayy, yuh yuh yuh yeah
Yuh yuh yuh
Sina told me to not go hit this girl up, cus she trippin mayne (ayy yeah)
She was my number one, i swear we fell in love
She was my number one, I swear we…

[Verse 1]
She was for me, we started talking december till january
We had no problems yea we always kept it P
First time I met you we went on a shopping spree
Stay with a nigga like me I might give you my salary
Reason we stopped talking cus I just stopped hitting you up
But that was just a test and baby you dun fucked it up
This lil bad bitch was bad ass hell, with no makeup
But now I'm mad as hell, it might be love

[Pre-Hook]
Aint tryna drop no names but she start with C
Bitch I don’t play no games but you cannot C
Aint tryna drop no names but she start with C
You don't want no lame that's what I can't B

[Hook]
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Ayy Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?

[Verse 2]
Ayy I swear this shit was love
This some shit a nigga aint even feel before
No I did it it one time before
But I went and stopped myself before a nigga went broke
I'm tryna be your nick, would you be my mary
Would you go 9 months, baby could you carry
Uhh rezo
My rezo

[Pre-Hook]
Aint tryna drop no names but she start with C
Bitch I don’t play no games but you cannot C
Aint tryna drop no names but she start with C
You don't want no lame that's what I can't B

[Hook]
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Ayy Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?
Ayy Rezo, will you pick that phone up when I'm calling?

[Outro]
Rezo
It might be love

REZO (When I'm Calling)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Took the bentley out the park cus it was insane (it was insane)
Fuck a bitch, then I'm staying out my fucking lane uh (out my fucking lane)
I can't play round with these bitches cus they playing games (games)
And they better not play with my slime cus we busting brains (busting brains)
Fuck that hoe sometimes, but I will never go break bread
I go break her spine now she calling for the medic
Keep that grip on that choppa I keep it so steady
Tryna go demon time but that lil hoe she so petty

[Chorus]
Tryna go demon time, tryna go break her spine
Tryna go fuck this bitch, tryna hit her from behind
Got money on my mind, I can't be wasting time
I'm out here droppin dimes, like I'm Chris Paul, or Lil Duval
Murda on my mind, free Melly aa aah
I did that shit before Soulja, I’ll crank that bitch and it's over
Heard them niggas telling but I told ya
This a AMG, not a rover

[Verse 2]
Tryna go fuck this hoe in my crib but she can not know where I stay
Tryna go tell her I'm a rip, no she can't fuck with them folks, no way
No she can't fuck with them folks, no way
Got them sticks come out and play
Nigga talking crazy he die today 
A nigga talking crazy he die today 
I swear the gang they dangerous
Yeah I swear the choppa like to bust
Yeah that little boy shouldn't play with us
I'm just thinking bout yo safety first 
Ayy, you can't join the gang unless you ready to catch a body mayne
We love going for brains, but I aint no fucking zombie mayne
Everytime we pull up on the opps they need a a potty mayne
If he kill my crodie then we sliding quick just like hockey mayne (woah)

[Chorus]
Tryna go demon time, tryna go break her spine
Tryna go fuck this bitch, tryna hit her from behind
Got money on my mind, I can't be wasting time
I'm out here droppin dimes, like I'm Chris Paul, or Lil Duval
Murda on my mind, free Melly aa aah
I did that shit before Soulja, I’ll crank that bitch and it's over
Heard them niggas telling but I told ya
This a AMG, not a rover
Like I'm Chris Paul, or Lil Duval
Murda on my mind, free Melly aa aah
I did that shit before Soulja, I’ll crank that bitch and it's over
Heard them niggas telling but I told ya
This a AMG, not a rover

[Outro]
Woah-oh-woah
I just got off from motherfucking school, feel what I'm saying?

Demon Time (Free Melly Pt.2)

FRÅGA INTE HUR JAG MÅR (feat. Cagoule)

Last Season

Lyrics:

Hook
It's some angels with me and they really ridin for me
It's some demons with me and they really dyin for me
Run up on my nigga swear to god we playin it creep
And we slither cus we snake and we so slimey
Oh you ride for me, said you gon ride for me
My lil nigga gon slide for me, yeah they gon slide for me
I know my slime gon ride for me, yeah they gon ride for me
I know my twin gon ride for me, and they gon die for me

Verse 1
Then you know me and my slime we pullin up wit fifties
In a motherfucking escalade with them fifties
In the motherfucking mall tryna get givenchy
But I settle for the gucci when i hit the entrance
And this bitch she wanna fuck, she a nigga pendant
She blocked me so my fucking following request is pending
I told the bitch to eat the dick the clip is so extending
I told the bitch this relationship right here might be ending
I need a break, I need a break
Go eat the dick, give me a plate
I know some young niggas who breaking down bricks
Breaking down weed, all by the plate
And that fourty make a nigga levitate, hey, hey
and they had me locked up in that level 8, ayy, hey

Hook
It's some angels with me and they really ridin for me (oh yeah they ridin for me)
It's some demons with me and they really dyin for me (oh yeah they dyin for me)
Run up on my nigga swear to god we playin it creep
And we slither cus we snake and we so slimey
Oh you ride for me (oh you ride), said you gon ride for me (said you gon ride)
My lil nigga gon slide for me (slide), yeah they gon slide for me (slatt slatt)
I know my slime gon ride for me (oh you ride), yeah they gon ride for me (said you gon ride)
I know my twin gon ride for me, and they gon die for me

Verse 2
I made a hunnid thousand off of robbing and scamming 
Said I’m ridin with the three hundred shooters, okay yeah that my family (oh yeah)
Where was you at when the gang was starving yeah,
And when I aint have no audemar
And when I aint have a foreign car (okay, okay)
I see how it is, what she got in her mouth, a million kids
Keep on poppin these pills, my name aint meek but I get a mil
They said they ridin for me (oh), they say they real
But these demons in my head telling me I need to go
What drugs you like, I like poppin adderall
Big booty bitches you know i'ma grab em all
My name aint kodak but smoke on that cantaloupe
Can't really trip bout no hoe
Got money but i need more (okay)

Hook
It's some angels with me and they really ridin for me
It's some demons with me and they really dyin for me
Run up on my nigga swear to god we playin it creep (better not run up on my nigga)
And we slither cus we snake and we so slimey
Oh you ride for me (oh you ride), said you gon ride for me (said you gon ride)
My lil nigga gon slide for me (slide), yeah they gon slide for me (slatt slatt)
I know my slime gon ride for me (oh you ride), yeah they gon ride for me (said you gon ride)
I know my twin gon ride for me, and they gon die for me

Perfect Timing

Ride For Me

Ride For Me (feat. YNW Melly)

Lyrics:

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds & Young Thug]
I'm all 'bout my bread, oh no, I just can't trust these niggas
If you need that work, I'll drop that off, yeah, I deliver
Just be sure to count that up, no, don't be short one dollar
'Cause I need all mine, if it cross that line, you gon' make me pop that yopper, bang, bang
Don't you play with my head (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my bread (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my head (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my bread

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
You should look up in the sky and tell 'em
These new Rollies, this a Sky-Dweller
I told lil' homie "Take it easy" oh yeah
Homie treacherous like he Godzilla
Stoner life, he wipe his nose
I'm in the same [?] I might go dead, Thriller
My jewelry shine just like Mop & Glo
Jerrika told me "Go stack up your damn figures"
Now I lean [?] but you can drive me
And I'm a big blood, baby, see it in my IV
And I'ma ball until I fall with no flaws
I swear that I'ma do it 'til they motherfuckin' find me
That dick hard, baby girl, come and climb me
No baseball, but you got that bitch behind me
No cappin', not no mathematics
No Trina, but my bitch the baddest, she not average, she a savage

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]
I'm all 'bout my bread, oh no, I just can't trust these niggas
If you need that work, I'll drop that off, yeah, I deliver
Just be sure to count that up, no, don't be short one dollar
'Cause I need all mine, if it cross that line, you gon' make me pop that yopper, bang, bang
Don't you play with my head (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my bread (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my head (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my bread

[Verse 2: Dwayne GTD]
Don't you play with my head, I'm already dazed up cuz these muhfucking meds
Don't you touch on my bread, routine, every morning I go count up them deadz
Now these niggas don't know bout me, I ride with all felons
These niggas pussy yeah for real, yeah they all tellin
With all this money they thinkin that I'm a drug dealer
These niggas claiming that they thugs, I'm a thug killa
Bang bang, don't you play wit me
Got big grams, how much you selling G
Every where a nigga go, they call me prodigy
Now everywhere I fucking go they don't bother me
Bang bang, don't you play wit me
Got big grams, how much you selling G
Every where a nigga go, they call me prodigy
Now everywhere I fucking go they don't bother me, because

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds & Dwayne GTD]
I'm all 'bout my bread, oh no, I just can't trust these niggas (Yeah)
If you need that work, I'll drop that off, yeah, I deliver
Just be sure to count that up, no, don't be short one dollar (Short one dollar)
'Cause I need all mine, if it cross that line, you gon' make me pop that yopper, bang, bang
Don't you play with my head (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my bread (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my head (Bang, bang)
Don't you play with my bread

Don't Play With My Head

Don't Play With My Head (feat. Young Thug & Verse Simmonds)

Lyrics:

ayy, ayy, i'm tryna make it yeah a nigga goin far
my niggas wilding, yeah they keep poppin these bars
we came from robbing and schemin and stealin cars
yeah, now a pop a perky i be feeling like i'm with the stars
you know i keep a k, you know i drive the wraith
they be like ouu, ouu, ouu, just like young ma
you know i keep a k, you know i drive the wraith
they be like ouu, ouu, ouu, just like young ma

oh yeah i stay with my niggas
you know they be clutching triggas
you know that bag getting bigger
we shot that boy like a triller
oh yeah i stay with my hittas
oh yeah i stay with my hittas
that nigga claimin he a opp but he beggin for pictures
now i pop a percy i feel like i'm with the stars, yeah
now i check my wrist and i see a audemar
now i pop a percy i feel like i'm on the moon
yeah, now i pop a percy even when i'm on zoom
i just flipped a kilo and i made a big profit
out here ballin just like d’lo, and u know we never stoppin
i might shoot em like a free throw all these bodies keep on droppin
that bitch she givin me that deepthroat, yeah she love giving that noggin

ayy, i'm tryna make it yeah a nigga goin far
my niggas wilding, yeah they keep poppin these bars
we came from robbing and schemin and stealin cars
yeah, now a pop a perky i be feeling like i'm with the stars
you know i keep a k, you know i drive the wraith
they be like ouu, ouu, ouu, just like young ma
you know i keep a k, you know i drive the wraith
they be like ouu, ouu, ouu, just like young ma

Ouuu

Pesos

Tryna Speak

Tryna Speak (feat. A1)

Big Bag

Big Bag (Woah)

12 Shooters

Lyrics:

Hook
How you claim that you a gangsta but you really not gon bang
SK, TK, bitch I’ll do it broad day
Drive by outside, we gon do it in the wraith
Pull up on him, homicide, we gon shoot that nigga brain
How you claiming, you a star
Where you aimin, you can't go far
What that boy claimin, he a fraud
Just know that we be slanging, audemar

Verse 1
I just popped that boy just like a ecstasy
people they be full of all this jealousy
that girl super wet just like some hennessy
and i get that money like it grow on trees
he be claiming, that all these niggas fucking know him
he ain't see no choppa so i guess i gotta show him
ridin wit them shooters, they be shootin from the backseat
watch how i maneuver, i be shootin up them taxis
i get that bag, i ain't goin out sad (yeah yeah)
gotta keep that tool, cuz 12 on my ass, yeah yeah
what he claimin, where he aimin
he say he slangin, yeah

Hook
how u claim that u a gangsta but you really not gon bang
SK, TK, bitch i’ll do it broad day
drive by, our side, we gon do it in the wraith
pull up on him, homicide, we gon shoot that nigga brain
how you claiming, you a star
where you aimin, you can't go far
what that boy claimin, he a fraud
just know that we be slanging, audemar

Verse 2
i be slangin, i be slangin that iron
nigga playin wit me I guarantee the boy gon die
stay with that ruger i'ma stay with that .9
last nigga played with me I sent his ass to the sky
what they know bout me, got a big rollie
I got racks on me, I got cash homie
I got gasoline, I got vaseline
I got .223s, I got whatcha need

Hook
how u claim that u a gangsta but you really not gon bang
SK, TK, bitch i’ll do it broad day
drive by, our side, we gon do it in the wraith
pull up on him, homicide, we gon shoot that nigga brain
how you claiming, you a star
where you aimin, you can't go far
what that boy claimin, he a fraud
just know that we be slanging, audemar

Claimin

Lyric Video

Lyrics:

HOOK
I get me a 1 I get me a 2 now they like yeah yeah
They see that water on my neck they like yeah
They can't step on these shoes, they know my hunnids blue
Brand new balenciagas, this not no christian loubs
They be like “raccs on me” where it's at, i'm like yeah yeah
They be like lil boy I need me a pack, i’m like yeah yeah
They be like Dwayne nigga how you get that, i'm like yeah yeah
They be like Dwayne why you got blue racks, they be like Dwayne why u moving like that?

Verse 1
Dive in that pussy it wet like a lake
Finna be at the top don't care bout no drake
I give her the cash, she give me that cake
Im finna spazz, i don't got no brakes
Yo nigga got caught fake flexing, boom boom boom, that my smith & wesson
Jump out the big bentley, they know i aint friendly
I’ll pour water on his shoes
What the hell the nigga gon do
Put the white-white in a tube
Nowadays they don't believe me
Nowadays water, fiji
Nowadays they wanna be me
Nowadays i eat that kiwi

Bridge
They don't know me, but they finna do real soon
They don't owe me, but they finna do real soon
They don't know me, but they finna do real soon
They don't owe me, but they finna do real soon

HOOK
I get me a 1 I get me a 2 now they like yeah yeah
They see that water on my neck they like yeah
They can't step on these shoes, they know my hunnids blue
Brand new balenciagas, this not no christian loubs
They be like “raccs on me” where it's at, i'm like yeah yeah
They be like lil boy I need me a pack, i’m like yeah yeah
They be like Dwayne nigga how you get that, i'm like yeah yeah
They be like Dwayne why you got blue racks, they be like Dwayne why u moving like that?


Verse 2
They be like Dwayne where “racks on me”, i don't know-oh-oh
That lil boy a lil bitch and he talking crazy, i take his hoe-oh-oh
If you on the scene do not say a thing, then you don't know-oh-oh
They be like Dwayne where “racks on me”, keep it on the low-oh-oh

Bridge
They don't know me, but they finna do real soon
They don't owe me, but they finna do real soon
They don't know me, but they finna do real soon
They don't owe me, but they finna do real soon

Dwayne GTD

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