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John Legend - All Of Me (Official Drill Remix)

FE!N vs bigger thën everything (Yeat, Playboi Carti & Travis Scott)

They left me alone, now I'm Lonely (Lonely)
That's why I'm not helpin' nobody (Nobody)
Got a model bitch, she got a body (A body)
I'm on villain time, no, you can't stop me (Stop me)
She keep eating me up like a zombie (Zombie)
Yeah, lil' bitch, I go ape likе Harambe (Harambe)
It's the Gеt Money Team, I'm a member (Yeah)
I done killed all the demons that haunted me (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Got this ice on my wrist like December (December)
Got this bad little ho, I just hit her (Yeah)
What's her name? I forgot, can't remember (Remember)
On the top floor, smoke dope with my niggas (With my niggas)
In the A, I post up with my shooter, it's cold like popsicles, he totin' his pistol (He totin' his pistol)
In L.A., I post up with my shooters, make plays, no computers, and fuck the opp's sisters (Fuck the opp's sisters)
I came through and I fucked that bitch system
Oh you don't got no racks? Better get some
Since a kid, I been shinin' like crystals
Flood my neck out with all types of crystals
Bitch, I'm hot, I blow up like a missle
She a thot, ain't no way I could kiss her (Yeah, I can't kiss her)
I just hit and go ghost, I don't miss her
But she bad, ain't no way I could diss her (Yeah)
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[Chorus]
They left me alone, now I'm Lonely (Lonely)
That's why I'm not helpin' nobody (Yeah)
Got a model bitch, she got a body (Yeah, body)
I'm on villain time, no, you can't stop me (Yeah, can't stop me)
She keep eating me up like a zombie (Yeah, like a zombie)
Yeah, lil' bitch, I go ape like Harambe (Yeah, like Harambe)
It's the Get Money Team, I'm a member
I done killed all the demons that haunted me (Yeah, they haunted me)

[Verse 2]
If this shit get real deep, then I'm in it (Yeah)
Yes, I got some more jeans, they walk with me (Yeah)
Don't drop dimes, and I won't drop a penny (Yeah)
She a dime, tell her, "Come link up with me" (Yeah)
I touch down, tell her, "Come link up with me" (Yeah)
These waxed denims, they so fuckin' fitted (Yeah)
I broke through, yes, I broke through the ceiling (Yeah)
They just copy me, and I don't get it
Think I'm in love with hundreds, I get 'em (I get 'em)
Yes, I count up, and yes, I go get it (I get it)
Hundred rounds turn a fat nigga skinny (Yeah)
I smoke dope, lil' bitch, we havin' plenty (Yeah)
Talk 'bout racks? Lil' bitch, we havin' plenty (Yeah)
I buy fashion in all different cities (Yeah)
I'm addicted to drip, I admit it
Yeah, if she lookin' wet, I might hit it, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
They left me alone, now I'm Lonely (Lonely)
That's why I'm not helpin' nobody (Nobody)
Got a model bitch, she got a body (A body)
I'm on villain time, no, you can't stop me (Can't stop me, yeah)
She keep eating me up like a zombie (A zombie)
Yeah, lil' bitch, I go ape like Harambe (Harambe)
It's the Get Money Team, I'm a member (A member)
I done killed all the demons that haunted me (Yeah)

Destroy Lonely  "LNLY" Remix

Turn it up, Thugger
Thugger, and let's go

[Verse 1]
Halftime (What?), half a Perky, half a xanny, nigga, halftime
Half a pint, pour up an eight, my nigga, halftime
Tryna rob, that stick turn his body to halftime (Boom), yeah
Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like I'm Willie B (Yeah)
No Tennessee, but the chain on my neck is a T (Ayy)
No Memph' Bleek, bitch, I own the Roc, not JAY-Z (Rock), ya dig?
War Ready like Tracy T, ya dig? (Pew-pew, pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
Racks on racks on racks, just might pull up on my Spider (Skrr...)
All my diamonds black, you can motherfuckin' knight 'em (...rr...)
All these pussy niggas wack, I'm a murk 'em every night'll (...rr...)
Pull up screamin' "Blatt," got my motor out a Viper (...rrt)
Got 100 million flat like my motherfuckin' idol
I might eat it, I might lick it, but I swear I'll never bite 'em (No)
Every time I dress myself, it go motherfuckin' viral (Ah)
Pussy niggas stealin' swag, bring my shit back like recycles (Ha)
I might ask her for some head
I don't know that ho, I act like she dead
Insurance on my money like a wreck (Ayy)
Every time I see her, she lick the cleavage
Fuck her on a ten-thousand dollar bed
I could never love her, fuck her head
Suck my dick like Beavis, no Butthead (Woo)
Cocaine white like Justin Bieber, bitch
I might show the racks and tease the bitch (What?)
I might want it but I don't need the bitch (Shee)
I been flooded out by Jesus, bitch (Shee)
I want your pizza, Little Caesar's, bitch (Shee)
Ninth Ward, I buy my diesel, bitch (Shee)
I don't wanna talk or see a snitch (No)
No teacher, we chalkin' shit
I passed school, I'm passin' all the staffs
I just want that neck like a giraffe
I like fish and water, I'm a bear
17.5, I shave it like it's Nair
Lay out, watch the kids like a daycare
I don't play games, no, I'm not the fair
I got Hot Wheels like a motherfuckin' chariot (Skrrt)
Chanel Vintage, boy, this shit is rare
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[Chorus]
Hey, a good time
Hey, let's have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime
Hey, let's have a very good time
Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, let's have a very good ti-i-ime

[Verse 2]
I done figured this shit out, if you think you gon' bite on my swag, it's a virus (Oh)
I don the swag and I pull up on bitches dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus (Yeah)
No, I'm not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches, I whip out, she suck on my private (Suck it)
Lil' nigga play, I'ma catch him down bad and then stick 'em, fold 'em like a wallet (Ooh)
I swear to God there's only one of me and these bitches three-deep like a trident (Ooh)
I'm walkin' through it like tons of the ones and these bitches grabbin', I'm at Follies (Ooh)
Fuck nigga try me, I swear to God, lil' whoadie pull up and pop at his noggin' (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
Bitch, I got water, I look like I'm fresh from Hawaii

Young Thug "Halftime" Remix

Go to lunch in the Jewish community (Yeah)
I wouldn't tell on the bros with immunity (Nah)
Playin' victim, that shit ain't gon' ruin me
I'm the only now that outdo me
I got hoes by the group tryna do me
My life like a movie, get head in the water
Don't gotta put in no work, I send orders
This shit done got serious, them millions come plural, I'm living by morals
We swipe 'em, ain't keepin', no Dora Explorer
I'm young and I'm turnt, I got bitches galore
My baby, my whip cost two-fifty, I'm splurgin'
Got five million cash just in case of emergency
My young niggas kill, get away, they be purgin'
It happened like this, I ain't do it on purpose
I'm working my move, nigga, which one of you workin'?
I turned on my crew, bought a coupe off of verses
I'm tired of these strippers, I'm going at nurses and doctors and dentists
You started, I finished, I told you we with it
My word is like gold to my city
I tell 'em to go, they gon' get it
I heard that you froze when they hit it
Putting these hoes in the business, you know that you tripping
I tell 'em no, they gon' listen
Knowin' these niggas be sweet and some bitches, I'm different
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[Chorus]
She tryna leave me, I'm low down
I hang with savages, don't bring your ho 'round
I'm going bougie, I'm switchin' my profile
All of my cars get delivered with no miles
They think they do and we don't, I don't know how
Run through the load, call the plug, I need more pounds
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this shit, pour some more up, yeah

[Verse 2]
Cullinan shot in, my driver named Solid
I keep him on point, make sure nobody follow us
I got a Glock with a shot that can stop a truck
I get the money eight ways like an octopus
No way in hell I'ma give all these choppers up
Team full of players, ain't nobody stopping us
He out of line, give a fuck, then we poppin' him
Been raisin' hell, back in school, I was popular, yeah
All of my hoes get facials, face me
Make her my bitch too much, she lazy
I was thinking prices too high, then I raised 'em
Shit in my bank account gettin' outrageous
Niggas smellin' like that, had to switch up my fragrance
And I'm sending out shots if the fouls get flagrant
Switch up my route to the house, had to change it
Still with the shit, I forget that I'm famous
[Chorus]
She tryna leave me, I'm low down
I hang with savages, don't bring your ho 'round
I'm going bougie, I'm switchin' my profile
All of my cars get delivered with no miles
They think they do and we don't, I don't know how
Run through the load, call the plug, I need more pounds
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this shit, pour some more up, yeah
She tryna leave me, I'm low down
I hang with savages, don't bring your ho 'round
I'm going bougie, I'm switchin' my profile
All of my cars get delivered with no miles
They think they do and we don't, I don't know how
Run through the load, call the plug, I need more pounds
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this shit, pour some more up, yeah

[Outro]
I'm getting sick of this shit, pour some more up
I put on drip every day from the floor up
I'm getting sick of this shit, pour some more up
I put on drip every day

Lil Baby "Low Down" Remix

Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Goin' dumb, ayy
Where you from, ayy
Throw it up, ayy
I'm one of the greatest to ever do it
Goin' dumb (hey)
Goin' nuts (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Lil Uzi Vert
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Going dumb (hey)
Going nuts! (hey)
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (yeah)
Goin' dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (yeah)
Goin' dumb
Everyday I'm ballin', so you know I'm scorin'
My fish are imported, my pockets enormous
These niggas keep hatin', this is their last warning
Met that girl last night, ooh, fucked her through the morning
Um, no no girl, I'm sorry, hangup girl don't call me
No, no you will not get me caught up all up on Maury
Cash out, make it rain, no game, Atari
Ride me like a Harley, only boy in the party
I was on the phone, yeah with Playboi Carti
Commes des Garçon, hearts all on my cardi'
I was in a Lamb', Carti he was in a 'Rari
I'm gon' keep on flexin', if you don't like it then I'm sorry (sorry)
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin' nuts (yeah)
Goin' dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin' nuts (yeah)
Goin' dumb
Okay, big guap chasin'
Big knot havin'
My money stackin'
This shit extravagant (woah)
This for all my niggas
The ones that be traffickin'
All my diamonds African
I might go and matte the Benz
I already had that bitch
Went and got a badder bitch
Persian rug, Alladin shit
Nice foreign hoe like a Latin bitch
I could serve you
Ayy, let me say it one time
Ayy, turn around, baby girl
Let me serve you
Woo, yeah I said that you wet like Squirtle
Yeah, walk around pigeon-toed, got the bird flu (brrr)
And you think you in love, don't wanna hurt you (woah)
Man I think that I'm done, gotta swerve you
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin' nuts (yeah)
Goin' dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Ain't enough (ain't enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin' nuts (yeah)
Goin' dumb
I'm so awesome
I'm so awesome
These niggas so mad it's exhaustin'
I swear I'm a stunna like Steve Austin
I swear I'm a stunna like Steve Austin
Sauce it up (ooh)
Do too much (ooh)
Where you from? (ooh)
Throw it up (ooh)
Going nuts (ooh)
Going dumb (ooh)
Lil Uzi Vert

Lil Uzi Vert  "Sauce It Up" Remix (Punk)

I ain't playing basketball, but pull up- uh
(We love that basketball) (Ayo, Mark A)
Damn, huh
I ain't playing basketball, but I'll pull up, shoot something
Feel like Wilt, if I up the blues, that's a cool hunnid
23 on me in Atlanta, feel like Lou Hudson
Star player, leave the crowd packed and the roof jumping
Bet I hit a jumper if I see an opp today
Ankle breaker, getting shifty, they gon' have to stop the play
It's kinda hard for you to score 'cause you ain't really got a lane
Amar'e Stoudemire, walked up into Hutch then copped the frames
Told bro, "Let's get a bucket", run a pick and roll
Matter of fact, I think they hit to it, run a give and go
Whole 'nother book full of plays if they switch the zones
Dream team type shit, the whole team getting gold
Any problem? I'll handle it like Kyrie
Thousand dollar kicks, give a fan a pair of signed sneaks
Shit talker, play a dirty game, they might fine me
Treat the jeweler like a trainer, tell him, " Ice me"
Ain't no rim grazing, windmilling like I'm Dominique
SB, the franchise, you cannot defeat
Told bro to pass to me, shit, I'm hot as Greece
MVP this season, just watch and see
I was rookie of the year 2019
Call lil' brodie "Tony Allen", he'll take the charge
This shit out to the wing got me playing guard
Call a timeout then put some Wocky in my Gatorade
You don't wanna see me ball, what you drinking? Hatorade?
I know you sick you sitting in the crowd watching players play
Courtside in crypto, finna sit and watch the Lakers game
Smoking Scottie Pippen in a pair of Mikes
If it's up, boy, I'm Gerald Green, heard you scared of heights
Shit, behind the back, Jason Williams
Need a max contract, I'm out here chasing billions
Scam man, I'm out here grabbing bricks like I'm kg
How I'm feeling, I'm the top pick, feel like AD
Hit him from the corner, chop got reach like KD
Rap star, tryna own a team like I'm Jay-Z
BabyTron, you might catch me on the jumbotron
Whoever standing in the paint is who I'm dunking on
Squad on my back, but it's cool, boy, I'm clutch as 'Bron
Tron Stockton, every game you gon' see a couple lobs
Shit, I'm waiting on the mailman right now
Should eject you from the game, your whole life foul
CJ McCollum, pull up shooting, lights out

BabyTron "AirTron" Remix

[Verse 1: BFB Da Packman]
Trapped the whole winter, scammed for the summer
Came to America with dope in her stomach
Spent eleven hundred on these Valentino runners
We just fuckin' for the summer, 'fore I hit, I change my number
Packman on the track? It's a slapper
I'll jump off a bridge 'fore I put my dick in plastic
I was so fucked up that I had to sell plasma
If my bitch say, "Bless you," when you sneeze, you can have her
Don't blame me if you broke, you just a woulda, coulda, shoulda
Try to rob me, you hear the booka, booka, booka
I don't like good girls, I like hooker, hooker, hookers
And I don't sell crack, I'm givin' niggas booger sugar
Call the plug, and he pullin' up on a Kawasaki
Tell my brother if he catch a body, then I'm tellin' mommy
Hallelujah, Jesus Christ, but I'm with a thousand ahkis
Came up from sellin' pussy, free my nigga Joe Exotic
She said she can feel it in her stomach, stop capping
Ol' lyin' ass bitch, my dick ain't that big
Cougar bitch, but she look good, Toni Braxton
I-I-I-I-I got low self-esteem, I was a fat kid
Suck it good, chew it, then swallow, Sour Patch Kid
My bitch 'bout to leave me 'cause I'm built like Patrick
I nut super quick and I be weighin' down the mattress
On the low, dawg, I'm tired of this fat shit
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I ain't signed to nobody, bitch, I work for me
Bitch fucked an opp for revenge, she think she hurtin' me
Caught 'em both slippin' at the movies, gave 'em First Degree
Rihanna got warts, in that case, bitch, herpe me
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[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
I tell a bitch if she ain't suckin' dick, then leave me be (Hah)
I need a freaky ho to eat the dingaling, yeah (On God)
And don't get red, your baby mama off of ching-a-ling
I think she think me and her got a thing (Naw)
Bitch, naw, you ain't gettin' a damn thing but my balls (Okay)
Don't reply to your texts, I'm ignorin' your calls, look (Bitch)
Gotta hit the trap, I got plays for that raw (I do)
Whole thangs, we got bricks, we got blocks of that dog (We does)
Break it down, watch me boogie on that pussy while I'm smokin' booky (Ooh)
Huh, baby daddy talkin' tough, I give that boy a noogie (Lame)
Still make his baby mama stuff a script up in her tushie (I will)
Used to skip school with them sticks, playin' hockey hooky (Get it?)
Catch a snitch lackin' on his balcony, Tekashi (Lame)
My Asian nigga keep a hot chop clip, wasabi
Packman got some fat fans in the lobby (He do)
Skuba Steve got some lame niggas tryna clout chase
Packman ate your grandmama with the pound cake
Skuba Steve movin' every gram down to the shake
Hmm, fuck a pandemic, Flint water been fucked up, huh
Ain't nobody send nobody there to help us, huh
Bounce back, shake back, picked our self up, huh (Tell 'em)
Still trap around this bitch, the Lord blessed us, huh (Talk)
I got 'bows in the mail when I wake up, huh (Okay)
I might give that bitch a Perc' if she take one (Nigga, do it)
You can't hit that dope with no two, don't even take one (Do it, do it)
Huh, you ain't never had no topside, we got A1, huh (Okay)
I done ran up a hundred through this quarantine, huh (You trippin')
Ain't shit boring 'bout them bands, give me more heem (Okay)
You'll never hear no bitch say she bored with me (Not ever)
You'll never hear no nigga say he hard as me, huh (Not never)
If the nigga play, then he gon' be a corpse, uh (On God)
Baby Drac', got the chop and a 40
[Verse 3: BFB Da Packman]
I'm super healthy, mixin' syrup with the Jamba Juice
You ever got head from a fiend that was snaggletooth?
Home Depot, when we slide down, we bring them hammers through
Chopper with the knife, it'll slice a nigga cabbage loose
Before I trick with a bitch, I'll wear a condom

Bfb Da Packman "Free Joe Exotic" (ft. Sada Baby) Remix

BabyTron "#CERTIFIED" Remix

Tee Grizzley "Grizzley Talk" Remix

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Produced W/ Love
Wyoming Michigan
SKBG Music LLC 2024

January 19, 2024

100 ways (ft. Landn Amour)

Party Man (ft. Landn Amour)

Life Like This (ft. Landn Amour)

Chase it (ft. Landn Amour)

Full Throttle (ft. Landn Amour)

[Chorus]
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what's his name, he said he the realest in it
Nardo what you got to say? Shh
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, niggas talk too much (Shh)
Don't come around talking about shit I did, I ain't saying nothing (Shh)
Niggas scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (Shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, nigga went to Double Dutching (Shh)

[Verse]
You know I don't talk a lot, nina, that's my translator
Claiming he was solid, heard life and turned to Fantasia
Them niggas don't never step, they much used to elevators
Metal stay with me, the steel apart of me like Terminator
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Tryna hit his heart and make it stop, stop
I don't know how niggas snitches, easy just to not talk
That nigga head ain't worth shit, it's easy just to get bought
I don't really like to spin, I'd rather use my feet and walk
I don't really sugar coat, I give it to you blood raw
I was fifteen with my gun in school, ask Reggie
I was fifteen out here robbing shit, ask Tony
If a nigga said Wick ain't real, then he don't know me
It's hot as hell, got a jacket on 'cause that bitch on me
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[Chorus]
He said he a killer, he said he a gangster
He said he a robber, he said he got pounds
He said he shot what's his name, he said he the realest in it
Nardo what you got to say? Shh
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, niggas talk too much (Shh)
Don't come around talking about shit I did, I ain't saying nothing (Shh)
Niggas scared of eyes, all I did was look and he ran from me (Shh)
He had ran away, I tried to hit his back, hit his leg, nigga went to Double Dutching (Shh)

[Outro]
Me not wanna talk, me go mute
Me not wanna fight, me want shoot
Me not want new friends, me want loot
Me a animal, me belong to the zoo
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me
I don't wanna talk, don't talk to me, no IG killers follow me
Shh, shh, shh, shh, ha, ha, ha, ha
Up the glicky-Glock and it go frrah, frrah, frrah, frrah
Nardo Wick, yeah

Nardo Wick "Shhh" Remix

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Playboi Carti "H00DBYAIR" Metal Remix

[Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Like a tongue, bitch, I'm looking like a lick, uh-uh
Think I'm Thanos, rock diamond my fist, uh-uh
Entertainment with your bitch at night like Nick
Drake and Josh how we team your bitch, uh-uh
Michael Jackson, one glove, I hit, uh-huh
Crying in the club with my stick, uh-huh
Icky Vicky spit, how I got slimes on deck
Metal on me like they just flicked Bic, uh-huh
Two girls, two cups, know I had to level up
Ate a Mario mushroom quick, uh-huh
Know these niggas be chickens like a nugget
They be just actors, Denzel Washington, uh-huh
I'ma play the saddest song on the smallest violin (Haha)
For the niggas in my scrap bin, uh-huh
Maybe we could get along, maybe we could be friends
In another fuckin' life, my friend, uh-huh (Yeah)

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
They be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
'Cause I don't give a fuck, ho, fuck, ho, fuck, ho
I might be around squirrels 'cause a nigga is a nut, ho
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[Verse 2: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Um, this that
Yes I got the bacon saturated, fuckin' pig fat
I'm not skinny dippin', big drippin', bitch, big facts (Gosh damn)
Uh, Chief Keef that pussy, bang bang
Pretty please don't act like me and you is the fucking same thing
Yes, nigga, I switch the flow to unorthodox, gang gang (Ayy, ayy ayy)
They tryna bite like a vampire fang (Gosh damn)
Diamonds water, bendin' like the nigga Aang
Intelligence is only for the gentlemen
So tell the pussy niggas, "Yes, Trix for kids" (Uh-huh)
That's a fact like a Snapple cap tip (Straight up)
Lame niggas sayin' that they fuckin' demons
No wonder that they lost up in the sauce in this bitch
I ain't never need a false deity
Give me power or do a damn thing for me, bitch
When I'm acting like a monster like Stitch
You be acting like a bitch, so I call you sis (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Switcharoo your bitch, uh-huh
This is what I call an assist, uh-huh
Tell 'em this ain't that, and that ain't this
With a flick of my wrist, uh-huh, yeah

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God & Juice WRLD]
Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
They be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
'Cause I don't give a fuck, ho, fuck, ho, fuck, ho (I don't give a fuck, bitch)
I might be around squirrels 'cause a nigga is a nut, ho (What? Yeah)


[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
Cutthroat, love it when they run, ho (What?)
Knife on the AK, stab 'em with a gun, ho
Hoppin' in that mosh pit, I was tryna rage shit
It's a different day, it's like niggas on the same shit, I hate it
Rich like a white bitch, I should go blonde, bitch
I put my dick up in your mom, bitch
You ain't on shit dot-com, bitch
Desert Eagle, take his head off, make it fly like a comet
Glizzy crank your ass like Soulja Boy, screamin', "Yah, bitch"
Wanna fuck a nigga bitch, uh-huh (What else?)
Grant a bullet like a wish, uh-huh (What else?)
D-Rose when I drive through the paint
With the foul, I'ma still get a swish, uh-huh (Uh)
What the fuck bro?
You ain't tryna fuck, get the fuck out my spot, ho
'Fore your ass get kicked out like a thot, ho (Whoa)

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Cutthroat, cutthroat, cutthroat
They be on my nuts though, nuts though, nuts though
'Cause I don't give a fuck, ho, fuck, ho, fuck, ho
I might be around squirrels 'cause a nigga is a nut, ho

[Outro: Juice WRLD]
Yeah, water
Uh, pipe me up, voot me up, fuck nigga
Uh, uh, evil twin, ayy ayy, uh
Ayy ayy, cutthroat

Ski Mask - Nuketown (ft. Juice WRLD) REMIX

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Mashed up iced out by Lil Pump, I Shyne by Lil Pump, Swang by Rae Sremmurd, Sideline Watching by Lil Uzi Vert, and Stoopid by 6ix9ine.

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Lyrics

Lil Pump - I Shyne
Lil Pump, ayy, ayy, ayy, chyeah
Ayy, Lil Pump, chyeah (essketit!)
Look at my neck shine (ice)
Look at my wrist shine, chyeah (ooh)
My diamonds might make you blind, chyeah
Let 'em in five at a time, ooh (brr)
I just be smoking up dope, chyeah
All of my diamonds on froze, ooh (Lil Pump)
Louis down head to my toe, chyeah
I just might buy the store, chyeah
Look at my neck shine, chyeah (ice)
Look at my wrist shine, chyeah
Fuck a bitch two times, chyeah
Pussy was too fire, ooh (brr)
No, I cannot lie, ooh
Look at my neck shine, chyeah
Look at my wrist shine (brr)
I think I got too high, ooh

Lil Uzi - Sideline Watching
Hold up, hold up, hold up (What)
Let me catch my breath (Yeah)
Let me count these checks (What)
Flex on my ex (Yeah)
I don't got no respect (I don't, I don't)
Break up in a text (What?)
Pull up in a GT3, fly off in a jet (Vroom!)

Swang - Rae Sremmurd
Know some young niggas like to swang
Know some young niggas like to swang
Big bank take a little bank
Everyday spillin' up drank

Lil Pump - I Shyne
Look at my neck shine
Gucci goggles on so I got four eyes, yeah
Smokin' on gelato, yeah I got it from Dubai
Bending your bitch, Louis all on bow-tie
Fuck five hoes in a day, yeah, I can't lie
Smash her and her sister at the same time
Tell her bust it open, gotta do it on FaceTime
Fuck a nine to five, I eat the booty in the day time, ooh
Look at my wrist, I'm like "ooh, damn"
She suck my dick off the Instagram
Cold, so you know who I am, chyeah
Left wrist cost a hunnid bands, ooh
Pop a bean, now my brain open
Right wrist so wet it look like the ocean
White girl gave me top, told her I had to focus
Lil Pump saved the rap game like a poet, wow (essketit!)

6ix9ine - Stoopid
Tell him shut up, suck a dick
Tell him fuck him, I'm the shit
Bitch, I'm drunk recording this
I'm getting money, I'm the shit
Shout out my Bloods, shout out 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
Your bitch DM for the dick
But I probably wouldn't hit
VVS, Cuban hit
Shout out Jimmy for the drip
Your baby daddy mixtape wasn't shit, he a bitch
Free Bobby, free Rowdy, free Cueno, free the 9
Shout out Jay Dee, shout out Kooda, Dee Savv, those my guys
FOA they gon' ride, GS9 they gon' slide
When I woo, woo back, ah-ah-ahh, those my guys

Swang - Rae Sremmurd
Know some young niggas like to swang
Know some young niggas like to swang
Big bank take a little bank
Everyday spillin' up drank
She want the whole crew, shawty brave
When the money talks, what is there to say?
Blow away, watch it blow away
When I die can't take it to the grave
Hop out, drop, top, fuck y'all talkin' I need it right now
Cash in the air, yeah, what goes up gotta come down

Sideline Watching - Lil Uzi Vert
Pull up, I'm suited
And you know I got my toolie
Okay, I might Bentley coupe it
Heard you pull up, Mini Cooper
Told that lil bitch that she stupid
Okay these niggas can't move me
Okay these bitches can't move me
Those are not diamonds, they're rubies
Wait that's not rubies, that's glass
Smack that bitch right on the ass (What?)
I know that she's scared to lose me (What?)
Yeah my pullover be from Louis
Niggas act like they was rootin'
But they really be some goofies (They is)
If you don't like me then sue me (What?)
Yeah my new girl got that booty

Lil Pump - Iced Out
Iced out chain, iced out ring
Yeah I feel like Gucci Mane, diamonds Aquafina, rain
I could pay your bitch a trip, Maseratis at the crib
She just love the way I drip, only wear designer kicks
Ayy, ayy, iced out chain, I'm a walkin' Brinks truck
Keep my thang tucked, if I bust you better stay ducked
Dropped out 9th grade, dropped out straight to the Milwaukee Bucks
Could've been at Harvard servin' juugs, but I don't give a fuck

Lil Pump - Kausion Ft. 6ix9ine, Rae Sremmurd & Lil Uzi Vert

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