Guatemala lyrics - Swae Lee (feat. Slim Jxmmi)

[Swae Lee:]

Oh, oh, oh-oh

Seen the way you talkin' up my phone last night, on God

Mally Mall

It was way more than a two dollar holla

Stole your heart like Ali Baba (oh, your heart)

Seen the way you talkin' up my phone last night, on God (on my phone last night)

Do it on my jet, let's keep this private

She wants me too, she ain't even in denial (denial)

Wanna make love, she ain't even in denial (in denial)

We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala ('temala)

Got me goin' deep, got me all in freshwater (goin' under)

Baby when you laughin' is it 'cause you feel an excellent vibe? (Ooh, ooh)

That was just a fraction of the good, love I provide (ooh, ooh)

See some niggas talkin' on the side, can you keep that silent? (Keep that quiet)

Maybe sayin' somethin' but you didn't mean nothin' by it

Took her to the room, in other words kept that private (kept that private)

She was my heartbreak, I told her keep those violets (ooh, ooh)

Seen the way you talkin' up my phone last night, on God (talkin' on the phone)

Do it on my jet, let's keep this private

She wants me too, she ain't even in denial (denial)

Wanna make love, she ain't even in denial (in denial)

We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)

Got me goin' deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

Flew in on a jet, what's that? Stylish

Take another sip, then get superpowers (woah, oh, oh)

If she got the hots for me, then dammit, I'm buyin' (I'm, I'm buyin')

I've got more pull than him and him combined (him combined)

Pourin' out dreams, 'cause we're really this high (really that high)

I just had my hand on her hip, she had her eyes on the prize (eyes on the prize)

Seen the way you talkin' up my phone last night, on God (talkin' on the phone)

Do it on my jet, let's keep this private

She wants me too, she ain't even in denial (denial)

Wanna make love, she ain't even in denial (in denial)

We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)

Got me goin' deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Seatbelt, she roller coaster ridin'

Put you on a plane, been thinkin' 'bout it

Sippin' on Fiji, yeah, you taste like water (hey, hey)

Chasin' me, tryna make me your partner (tryna make me your partner)

Maybe we can lock in later on (yeah)

I can't guarantee I'll fall (fall)

Baby, we should lock in later on (hey)

I can't guarantee my heart (hey)

Baby, don't take too, too long (too long)

I ain't ever miss my mark (my mark)

Yeah, my ex-girl had to move on (on)

There's no pictures on the wall (ayy, ayy)

[Swae Lee:]

Seen the way you talkin' up my phone last night, on God (talkin' on the phone)

Do it at my house, let's keep this private (keep this private)

She wants me too, she ain't even in denial (in denial)

Wanna make love, she ain't even in denial (in denial)

We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala ('temala)

Got me goin' deep, got me all in freshwater (goin' under)

Lost Angels lyrics - Swae Lee

Winter's over, let the sun in

Wife beater on me, let's pour the rum

Wife beater on me, I'll take you on

I'm the closest and you're shinin' like a summer solstice

Everyone's tryna figure you out

On the patio and we're just strung out

And I know what you're into

Fortune tellers couldn't tell you what to do

If I seem like I'm bad news

Then hide from me, girl

I want a good girl, and you fit the criteria

I'm fuckin' takin' you serious

Hide from me, girl (hide from me, girl)

In love, no typical love

I'm a smokin' gun and I'm still on the run

Tan Jeep out front with the Rollie on

Nine deep and we've been away from home too long

I'ma make your bitch choose

Five liters in the cooler

Five liters in the cooler

You can pose with your poodle

Drive fast in your new car

Drive fast in your new car

I'ma give you that bling

Kiss the big face that I love dearly

That nigga ain't near as cool as me

Hate with all your might, I'm coolin', b

And I'm sure you've never had this experience before

Helicopter on the roof, let's soar

And I'm out on the west like Schwartz

Niggas fuckin' up the golf course

So that's what rich niggas are doin' these days

Yeah we get money like 10, 12 ways

And on a restless night

She gon' take me where I need to go

In the backseat of the Maybach, where we used to get on

And you want real love

One that'll make you feel like you just woke up

I think you better hide from me, girl

I want a good girl, and you fit the criteria

I'm fuckin' takin' you serious

Hide from me, girl (hide from me, girl)

In love, no typical love

I'm a smokin' gun and I'm still on the run

Hurt To Look lyrics - Swae Lee (feat. Rae Sremmurd)

It shouldn't hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)

It shouldn't hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)

I shouldn't have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)

'Cause I'm the one that can't stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh)

I can feel the weight of what you say (ooh, ooh)

I had explanations for days (ooh, ooh)

Don't think you're the only one that's sane

It seems like we're not on the same page

All I do is think when I'm away (away)

Colors burst and all I see are shapes (hey)

Sun goes away and that's when I call your name (your name)

She's here for good, and I'm here to stay

It shouldn't hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)

It shouldn't hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)

I shouldn't have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)

'Cause I'm the one that can't stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh)

She said the E was for missin' my embrace (yeah, oh-oh)

So, yeah, I feel so out of place (woo, oh, yeah)

I was meant to love and protect you

You know what's on my mind, but now it's in my heart

Give me someone to connect to (to)

Because these drinks are hitting me a little hard

It shouldn't hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)

It shouldn't hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)

I shouldn't have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)

'Cause I'm the one that can't stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh, ooh)

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ah-ah, ooh, yeah

It shouldn't hurt to look your way

It shouldn't hurt

It shouldn't hurt to look your way

It shouldn't hurt, it shouldn't hurt

Let me fuck with it real quick

Red Wine lyrics - Swae Lee

Don't you run away (hol' up)

I caught you on a wave (yeah)

I'm not tryna follow the blind

And you're not tryna be left behind

It takes more than two shots (ooh)

To wipe my memory clean

And I was bustin' in blocks

Just to hear you sing (oh, oh, oh, girl)

Good girl (hey)

I'll see you in the daytime

I'm just too lit for white wine (yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Good girl

I'll see you in the daytime

I'm just too lit for red wine (lit)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (uh huh)

You wanted to go down in this place

This good gas has me in a good space

Between the money and the women, I wake up still in a daze

Daze, daze

No roleplay

Can't roleplay

Oh, yeah

Enjoy your trip

Just be you and I'll be all that I can be

This love got you borderline crazy

I crashed on your shore, oh

And now let's move forward

What's In Your Heart? lyrics - Swae Lee

What's in these drinks I spilled?

Really don't tell me no lie

I don't have time for this

Drinkin' this, pourin' your soul out

What's in this cup for real? For real?

What's in this cup for real

Was this chick for real? For real?

Was this bitch for real?

What's in your heart, for real? For real?

What's in your heart, for real? For real?

What's in your heart, for real? For real?

What's in your heart, for real? What's in your heart for real?

I'm gonna pass this time

I wouldn't want you to find me (find)

I left the house last night

'Cause there was too many vibes (too many vibes)

Drivin' me while she wild, I cannot steer (cannot steer)

Baby wanna come be near (be near)

Drivin' me while I cannot steer (cannot steer)

Baby wanna come near

But my eyes crystal glass and I'm already gone

And it's not hard to see (to see)

Plus that over-the-counter was put to good use

Yeah, that's just what I did

I could tell she ready when she come out her shirt

And she laid up on me

Do what you feel and I feel what you say

And I see what you mean

What's in this cup for real? For real?

What's in this cup for real

Was this chick for real? For real?

Was this bitch for real?

What's in your heart, for real? For real?

What's in your heart, for real? For real?

What's in your heart, for real? For real?

What's in your heart, for real? What's in your heart for real?

I already told you, you already froze up

I am really frozen

I already told you, I already rolled up

What's in your heart for real?

What's in your heart for real?

What's in your heart for real?

What's in your heart for real?

What's in these drinks I spilled?

Really don't tell me no lie

I don't have time for this

Drinkin' this, pourin' your soul out

What's in these drinks I spilled?

Really don't tell me no lie

I don't have time for this

Drinkin' this, pourin' your soul out

Brxnks Truck lyrics - Slim Jxmmi (feat. Rae Sremmurd)

Ear Drummers

Jxm'

Bring out the Brink's truck, I'm young, fly and iced up (icy)

One-hundred yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up

Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)

Ten-thousand dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)

You know these bitches checkin' on me

In the DMs gettin' naked for me (ayy)

I ain't even took a dollar out my pocket

And the girls still shakin' for me (shake, shake)

And I'm frosty like Tony (ayy)

In the club smokin' weed with the owner (whoa)

I can walk on water

Poppin' Ace of Spades like Corona (ayy)

When you on top, niggas gon' hate on you

That's what they're s'posed to do, I don't know how to lose (yeah)

I think the 'Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)

When you on top, niggas gon' hate on you

That's what they're s'posed to do, I don't know how to lose (yeah)

I think the 'Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm')

Fuckin' on shawty, I might go a round or two

Stackin' up, I love how my money counter move (I love it)

N.W.A., nigga with attitude, I got a bag or two

And I dropped out of school (dropout)

I'm goin' up, check my vertical (check it)

Fuck it, mane, I'm breakin' every rule (every rule)

TMZ harassin' me, I got a camera crew (whoa)

I'm addicted to shoppin', so everything brand new (everything brand new, yeah)

I'm friends with the jeweler, my diamonds like Shamu (my diamonds like Shamu, ayy, ooh)

She rubbin' the head like she applyin' shampoo (she rubbin' the head, yeah)

Pretty face, she got a lil' ass, too (she got a lil' ass, yeah)

Keep a few racks on me, I used to work in the factory

Niggas been hatin', that shit never bothered me

I make they bitch come and swallow me

Nut on her back, then I tell her to follow me (woo)

Teacher said that I'm a motherfuckin' prodigy (Jxm')

When I'm shoppin', I don't care what it's costin' me

Ten bands, really, that ain't a lot to me (woo)

Turn up my swag to infinity (Jxm')

I leveled up on these niggas (leveled up)

Yeah, I leveled up (woo, woo)

I bezeled up on these niggas (bezeled up)

Yeah, I bezeled up (woo, woo)

I ain't got time for no negative energy (no)

I'm on a winnin' streak, I'm on a killin' streak (we winnin', my nigga)

The devil be doin' the most, but he don't ever get to me

Bring out the Brink's truck, I'm young, fly and iced up (icy)

One-hundred yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up

Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)

Ten-thousand dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)

When you on top, niggas gon' hate on you

That's what they're s'posed to do, I don't know how to lose (yeah)

I think the 'Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)

When you on top, niggas gon' hate on you

That's what they're s'posed to do, I don't know how to lose (yeah)

I think the 'Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm')

Players Club lyrics - Slim Jxmmi

Check me out

My money right (Jxm), shit I might play with the extra (play with it)

I'm on my shit I don't stress much (whoo)

I'm too ahead they can't catch up (ey)

I looked at her purse, it was Louis Vuitton (count it up)

She keep her hair and nails done

I'm in a space car, I got a radar (right)

They throwing shade and I'm gone make them hate more

I got a purpose, I got a reason (skrrt)

I pay my tax when I fuck with the strippers (fuck wit' 'em)

I hit the studio in gucci slippers (gucci)

I hit the mall and ball at every vender (wow)

Hustle like I'm the number one contender (Yuh)

Make it hard for pretenders (Yuh)

I got too much sauce for one nigga (sauce)

What it cost, shit I don't remember

Aye

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers (aye)

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers (aye)

I can't be standing, I got no patience

I'm poppin bottles when I'm up in Aces

Fuck the police I ain't giving no statement

Shout out to the grind, the come up amazing

Use to have lint in my pocket (Yeah)

So I went out and got the big body (Yeah)

Mississippi license plate (ugh), when I park valet (valet)

Aye, I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight (yeah)

Fresh off the plane and the temperature right (yeah)

I'm in Atlanta where go getters get it

You wanna play, you better get you a ticket (ey)

Shawty so bad woulda thought she was Nicki (Nicki)

Shawty so bad got these broke niggas tipping (ey)

Say she in college, her lifestyle expensive (ey)

Can't even tell that she making some millions

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers tonight

I'ma go fuck with the strippers

Anti-Social Smokers Club lyrics - Slim Jxmmi (feat. Zoë Kravitz)

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Slim Jxmmi

Ear Drummers

Uh, straight up out a fuckin' dream

Michael Jordan with the rings

Louis to my fuckin' sleeves

Bitch, you see who bustin' cheese

Come and hit this fuckin' weed

Live, ride, smoke, luxury

Swear this shit ain't nun to me

Blowin' money fun to me

What this money done to me?

All these motherfuckin' haters

I'ma give 'em somethin' to see

All this motherfuckin' paper, I'ma spend it how I please

50K on some jewelry, I got chains, I got rings

I got chains, I got rings

I got chains, I got rings

Damn, that young nigga fleek

Dirty Timbs, [?] jeans

Hundreds bustin' through the seams

Man these niggas losin' steam

LV's all over me

You know who the fuck it be (Slim Jxmmi)

You see this money that we spendin', it ain't counterfeit

Them niggas can't get in the buildin', they ain't on the list

Just know you with some bosses if you fuckin' with the clique

We came to get it poppin', tell me if you with the shit

No these niggas cannot smoke with us, it's over with

No these niggas did not come with us, it's over with

No these niggas cannot smoke with us, it's over with

No these niggas did not come with us, it's over with

[Zoë Kravitz:]

They done fucked up and let me bring on the street in here

Who the fuck can help me smoke up all this reefer here?

All you smell is Backwoods and Swisher Sweets in here

Keep them bottles poppin', bitches tryna drink in here

I'm in space, what's in my cup, might be that dirty drank

Spending paper in the club, who tryna break the bank?

Nigga say he with the crew, but no the fuck you ain't

I can see it in your eyes that you a fuckin' snake

Killin' haters with success, I'm drippin' like a lake

Ay yo D, I got that guap that make them bitches shake

See me in that drop, they hyperventilate

That's why your boyfriend wanna take me on a dinner date

[Slim Jxmmi:]

You see this money that we spendin', it ain't counterfeit

Them niggas can't get in the buildin', they ain't on the list

Just know you with some bosses if you fuckin' with the clique

We came to get it poppin', tell me if you with the shit

No these niggas cannot smoke with us, it's over with

No these niggas did not come with us, it's over with

No these niggas cannot smoke with us, it's over with

No these niggas did not come with us, it's over with

It's over with

Chanel lyrics - Slim Jxmmi, Swae Lee & Pharrell

[Slim Jxmmi:]

30, you a fool for this one

Ear Drummers

Hey, hey, ouh, ouh!

Mike Will Made-It

[Slim Jxmmi (Pharrell Williams):]

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fire (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fire (she's fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (she's fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (Uncle Jxmmi)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Go on, drop a dub, she's a dime (she a dime)

I don't give a damn 'bout her sign (fuck her sign)

I kinda wanna know what's her sign (what's your sign?)

I kinda wanna know what's her sign (girl, what's your sign?)

We can hit the strip right now (right now)

I got enough bread to recline

What you saying, I got enough bread to recline

And I don't want your head, I want your mind (I want your mind)

I kinda fell in love with your vibe (with your vibe)

And girl, I'm a player like Fly (like Fly)

Maybe we can link on the slide (on the slide)

I know you a freak in disguise

I put you in Chanel, like you mine (like you mine)

Put you in Chanel, like you mine (yeah, you fire)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (dang)

[Slim Jxmmi (Pharrell Williams):]

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (she's fire)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (she's fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

[Swae Lee:]

How'd I get rich already? (ready)

Polka dot watch, that's messy (messy)

Lookin' at my wrist and it's frightening (frightening)

I'ma get the cash, fast as lightning

She like everything pretty, pretty pricey

I'ma walkin' dollar sign (wow)

You can see the money in my stride (stride)

Say I ain't fly, that's a lie (that's a lie)

Jxmmi got 'em back in the telly (really)

Get a girl a mani and a pedi (pedi)

Go and get your fingernails did (did)

I ain't got time to be petty (petty)

Hater could be lookin' right at me (yeah)

I'm a hot shot, understand me (yeah)

Belt and the "B" is for Bally (not too shabby)

Besides shoppin', baby, what's your hobbies? (woo!)

[Slim Jxmmi (Pharrell Williams):]

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (she's fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fire)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (she's fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

[Pharrell Williams:]

The front row win this time, new Croc bag with the five

Yellow diamonds with the rainbow fire (hot)

Can't find them shoes I designed

Richard Mille, one time I gotta wind 'cause if I don't it'll die (tick)

Jean Imbert when I dine, gotcha like J.R. with the eyes

Wait, CC, hold it, excuse me, y'all could never do me

LaFerarri Coupe E, shittin' something soupy

Paparazzi, shoot me, enough to make a movie

Facts, facts, facts, never nothing loosely

So there's no assumin', I got Call of Duty, pray Wi-Fi

I could get God on the line, so, what's gettin' Karl on the line?

Oh, yeah, CC, I win, see, y'all niggas wanna be me

I'd say, "Y'all copy, un-needly" (yeah)

Wouldn't say, "You're bitin'", you're teethin' (yeah)

And anything from the archives (yeah)

It's always yes, never why (yeah)

Surf boy, 'til there's shades on my eyes (yeah)

Killed a trucker with the gold.45 (bow!)

[Slim Jxmmi (Pharrell Williams):]

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Paint your fingernails, 'cause you fly (girl, you fly)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (she's fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (she's fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (fine)

Take her to Chanel, 'cause she fine (that's right)

Cap lyrics - Slim Jxmmi (feat. Trouble)

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Ear Drummers

30, you a fool for this one

Jxm, yeah

Niggas flexin', they ain't really grindin' though (grindin')

Niggas talkin', they ain't got no money though (no money)

Niggas talkin' loud when they ain't got no guap (shut up, shut up)

Bitches talkin' loud when they ain't really poppin' (shut it up)

Niggas flexin', they ain't really grindin' though (woo)

Niggas talkin', they ain't got no money though (they talkin')

Niggas talkin' loud when they ain't got no guap (shut up, ayy)

Bitches talkin' loud when they ain't really poppin' (Jxm)

Fuck the Instagram 'cause all these bitches be photoshoppin' (yeah)

Catch me in SoHo shoppin' (shop), maybe with your hoe thottin' (thot)

Broke nigga talkin' that nonsense (fuckboy), we ain't got nothin' in common (no)

Rich nigga still eat ramen (rich) and I'm so hot like Austin (hot)

And I'm so smart like Carlton (ugh), blowin' purp at the Ritz Carlton

Backwoods make me nauseous, new niggas make me cautious (Jxm)

I'm a young nigga, I'm saucy (me), you a broke nigga, you salty (you)

All of your diamonds look faulty (lookin'), all of my diamonds look glossy

[Slim Jxmmi (Trouble):]

Niggas flexin', they ain't really grindin' though (grindin')

Niggas talkin', they ain't got no money though (no money)

Niggas talkin' loud when they ain't got no guap (shut up, shut up)

Bitches talkin' loud when they ain't really poppin' (shut it up)

Niggas flexin', they ain't really grindin' though (huh, wooh)

Niggas talkin', they ain't got no money though (yeah, they talkin')

Niggas talkin' loud when they ain't got no guap (shut up)

Bitches talkin' loud when they ain't really poppin' (Jxm)

[Trouble:]

I hear all the chitter-chatter, pay no mind I just fill my blunt up (yeah, yeah)

Where they at? Why your bitches gather in my hood then we hit 'em after (yeah, smash)

So do me a favor, keep all the gossip on ten, you help me get poppin' I'm in (in)

Just like the perps, know you like 'em, get too close, diamonds might fuck round and bite 'em

Kept me in the bluff, I'm plottin', hard as fuck up on a wrist rocket

Chained like a goddamn Nazi, all white diamond, good God shit

Eh, yeah, yeah, bitch I play above the rim (yeah, yeah)

This Big Trouble and Uncle Jxm, you be hatin' yeah we know 'cause your pockets slim

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Niggas flexin', they ain't really grindin' though (grindin')

Niggas talkin', they ain't got no money though (no money)

Niggas talkin' loud when they ain't got no guap (shut up, shut up)

Bitches talkin' loud when they ain't really poppin' (shut it up)

Niggas flexin', they ain't really grindin' though (wooh)

Niggas talkin', they ain't got no money though (they talkin')

Niggas talkin' loud when they ain't got no guap (shut up)

Bitches talkin' loud when they ain't really poppin' (Jxm)

Changed Up lyrics - Slim Jxmmi

Run it... o-ohh

Yoo... I ain't even got a blunt right now?

This ain't me

Who this is?

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck?

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck? Huh?

Damn, I done came up now a nigga stacking green

I could go and buy Supreme but I'm in love with Gucci Jeans

Shawty in love with my steez, bring these bitches to their knees

I got all this fuckin' swag and I can't even-... [*sigh*]

I can't even stop it, all these watches that I want

I stack it up, then cop it

Guess the lesson of the day is: keep stackin' your dollar

And them bitches chasin' me so I ain't gotta holla

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck?

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck? Huh?

Feel like Jay-Z the way I'm pulling strings

Feel like I wrote the book the way I'm running game

They think I'm a crook the way I take him

I don't even wanna call a hoe

Cause she on go

Ayy

Uncle Jxmmi fresh I'm talking head to toe

Ayy, I'm still puttin' on for Tupelo

Ayy, I treat a 20 like a groupie hoe

Head down, head up

Get down on the floor

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck?

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck? Huh?

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck?

Oh you sayin' I done changed on ya

How I changed on ya

You were never one of my niggas

You were never one of my homies

Tell me how?

I said damn, e'rrbody want a piece

When you're up

When you're down, ain't nobody 'round

Tell me what the fuck? Huh?

Keep God First lyrics - Slim Jxmmi

(Yung Lan on the track)

Kept me 'round with the same teens

And we all got the same dream

Diamonds wet like ice cream

Hit it hard, make a girl scream

Young nigga livin' a dream

Young nigga livin' a dream

Feel like Belly 'cause I'm gettin' cream (money)

(Bands or a kilo, nigga)

Cash rules motherfuckin' everything

(Ay, ay) Me and you not the same

We in a different lane (we in a different lane)

(Uh uh uh) You a fool for even trying to compete with me

Shit I'm doin' you would think it was make believe (for real)

(Ay) Hit her once, late night, then I made her leave

(Ay) Don't forget your purse, girl, don't forget your keys

(Uh) I'm so high right now, I look Japanese

(Ay) If you ain't speakin' facts I don't wanna converse

'Cause (uh)

You know that God come first

You know my family come first (they do)

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first

You know that God come first

You know my family come first (they do)

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first (yeah)

You know that God come first

You know my family come first

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first

You know that God come first

You know my family come first

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first

You know that God come first

Kept me 'round with the same teens

And we all got the same dream

Diamonds wet like ice cream

Hit it hard, make a girl scream

Young nigga livin' a dream

Young nigga livin' a dream

Feel like Belly 'cause I'm gettin' cream

Cash rules motherfuckin' everything

Yeah, he told the jeweler

All my pieces gotta be flooded

Young nigga gotta come correct

Young, but I got my hoes in check

Yeah, homie I'm an A-lister

I don't really worry 'bout niggas (nope)

Fuck a trend, I'ma start a movement

On the rise, nigga on the wave

Y'all better get used to it

Park the Bentley, I'm showin' off

Drop the top just to show it off

My people with me, we don't toast with y'all

Mob stuff, we in overhaul

Everything I'm doin' it's for the team

All I need a little Henny and weed

That's gon put me where I need to be

And I need these hatin' ass niggas to keep

My name out they mouth (my name out they mouth)

I ain't got no time to argue with you, man I got this money to count

We don't politic with these clowns

We straight out that Mississippi mud

These hoes tryna see me right now

I'm sorry, baby, that's a dub

You know that God come first

You know my family come first

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first

You know that God come first

You know my family come first

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first

You know that God come first

You know my family come first

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first

You know that God come first

You know my family come first

You know my squad come first

You know the money come first

You know that God come first

(Wooh wooh)

Juggling Biddies lyrics - Slim Jxmmi (feat. Riff 3x)

Zaytoven

[Slim Jxmmi & Riff 3x]

Ay, Sremmlife!

Man I'm fucked up see me muhfucka'

Slim Jxmmi!

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Man, this morning I woke up on some player shit

Mission of the day, slay a bitch

I'm getting to the bank, can't fake that shit

I don't even keep a wallet 'cause the cake don't fit

Man the hate don't quit, so I ain't gon' quit

All my niggas want to win, we'll take that shit

Don't know what the record is, but we gon' break that shit

And we don't need no fuckin' break we stay awake for that grip

Yeah

We stay awake and go get it (go get it)

Uh, I gotta shine on these bitches

I'ma prolly get the SL lifted (get it lifted)

Cause I don't think the 24's gonna fit it

My double cup dizzy

I'm [?] with the ticket

Imagine a line I got these girls in here strippin'

ATL, Georgia we in the mothafuckin' city

VIP flooded we in it big with Zaytiggy

Uh, Okay

Jugglin' Biddies (woo, get money)

(You know we) Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

[Riff 3x:]

Woke up early on some gangsta shit

Told my bitch to bend it over and take the dick

Gotta get it by all means that's why I chase them nigs

Cigarillo full of kush, and I look like a light

Keep it fresh like a mint

When I ride behind tint

I used to dream about ballin' now I switched on you hoes

I went and got me a bag and draped my body in gold

Sold my soul to a pot 'cause I'm re-rockin' them Os

I stay down and committed, that's why I die by the pennies

I been hustlin' all night tryna get me a milli

Why you people Strappin all the time when you be dealin'

'Cause niggas get in they feelings when they ain't bout they business

Uh, Okay

Jugglin' Biddies (get money)

(You know we) Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Jugglin' Biddies

Growed Up lyrics - Slim Jxmmi

Yeah

Ear drummers

Marzerati

Uncle Jxm!

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

(Uncle Jxmmi)

We ain't ridin' bikes no more, we ain't ridin' no scooters (ridin' no scooters)

Spent two thousand on these don't step on my shoes (wipe my shoes)

Word on the street, young Jxmmi got swag, got juice (Jxmmi got juice)

Just touched down in the city and I'm feeling brand new

Big diamonds on me

Big ballin' is my lifestyle

My pockets so deep, I could prolly stuff a hundred thou

Baby, if you love me you gon' hold it down

I'm on a money mission right now

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Goddamn, young- young nigga growed up (young nigga growed up)

I'm in the spot with the high-rollers (roller)

New drop and it's souped up (souped up)

Makin' love to the money, kama sutra

Yeah I had to have it, had it with my like I'm Brad Pitt

I'm tryna get it the fastest

And make sure my family don't work for shit

Young nigga growed up, Grammy's when I roll up

Hundreds on hundreds, wallet can't even hold 'em

When you the underdog, you gotta show 'em

You know I'm ballin' baby, like DeRozan

20 missed calls, I'm busy at the moment

Niggas was hatin' on us, turnin' bogus

I never let her interrupt my focus

I had to get it nigga so unnoticed

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

Young, young nigga done growed up

SremmLife 2 (2016)

 

• Start A Party
• Real Chill
• By Chance
• Look Alive
• Black Beatles
• Shake It Fast
• Set The Roof
• Came A Long Way
• Now That I Know
• Take It Or Leave It
• Do Yoga
• Over Here (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Swang (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Just Like Us (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Patti Cake (Target Edition Bonus Track)
• Pole Code (Target Edition Bonus Track)

Start A Party lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

[Slim Jxmmi & (Swae Lee):]

Beaucoup bitches in the lobby

Bust it open like piñata

Beaucoup bottles on the counter

This is how you start a party

(This is how you start a party)

(This is how you start a party)

(Tell a friend to tell somebody)

(We about to start the party)

[Swae Lee:]

I told my niggas I'ma pull up to the party

Give me 20 minutes

Show up in some leather pants

With some bitches you ain't even know existed

Tossed up a lot of mothafuckin' money

She said, "Let me guess, you a drug dealer"

Said, "Nah, I just brought a lot of money

And a whole lot of drugs with me"

You don't smoke loud, be quiet

Shut the fuck up, nigga, be quiet

All hail that nigga Swae Lee

I done told y'all too many times

Five bad bitches sittin' in line

Fuckboys, they know me from the side

Can't see y'all niggas, I'm blind

Y'all niggas ain't Swae like mine

Y'all niggas ain't real, stop lyin'

Them hoes I fuck be dyin'

Them bitches I diss be yours

Everything I touch turns gold

My bankroll just won't fold

Goddamn them hundreds too old

Gettin' money my favorite sport

Carrera my favorite Porsche

[Slim Jxmmi & (Swae Lee):]

Beaucoup bitches in the lobby

Bust it open like piñata

Beaucoup bottles on the counter

This is how you start a party

(This is how you start a party)

(This is how you start a party)

(Tell a friend to tell somebody)

(We about to start the party)

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Slim Jxmmi, got a whole bunch of hit bitches with me

Got your main girl on a bean and the lean

Shakin' like a walkin' tambourine for the green

I can show you how to start a party

I can show you how to pop a bottle

I can show you how to get retarded

Pour the Coke on this Dom Perignon

Pour it all on your body, yeah

I can shoot that K like

Got Chinese women like Shanghai

I got Playboy bunnies on standby

If you can make it clap, put your hands up

Who got the ass I can grab on?

Lemme see you clap for the camera

I can throw a whole lot of cash out

(Whole lot of, whole lot of cash out)

Walked in the party, got taboos, got taboos

Rockstar, so I mixed it with the juice, juice, juice, juice

Bad bitches bustin, come here, let me touch it

The money keep fallin', her ass keep bumpin'

[Slim Jxmmi & (Swae Lee):]

Beaucoup bitches in the lobby

Bust it open like piñata

Beaucoup bottles on the counter

This is how you start a party

(This is how you start a party)

(This is how you start a party)

(Tell a friend to tell somebody)

(We about to start the party)

Real Chill lyrics - Rae Sremmurd (feat. Kodak Black)

[Swae Lee:]

They can't wait until we turn this bitch upside down

They can't wait until we turn this bitch upside down

My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

[Rich The Kid:]

Look at my diamonds, they real deal

In a maybach smokin' on kill kill

At ya partner's head now, no advil

Catch ya bitch, she gon ride like a ferris wheel

Sippin' lean, out of pint, pop a new seal

If a rollie tick tock then it ain't real

Need the racks on time or it's no deal

Tomorrow we made it like mike will

Money comin' in my wrist feelin' chill

Ain't sign no deal need 10 mil

Bitch bad but she can't pay her phone bill

Come close, lemme see how the head feel

She gon turn up on the molly

I got more bitches then follies

Boast; all of my pockets are sloppy

I'm fuckin' your bitch in a maserati

[Swae Lee:]

My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

By Chance lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

[Intro:]

World fucking premiere

[Chorus - Swae Lee:]

Bad bitch with a tan

Do you know one by chance?

Hundred bands in the Lamb

Do you have one by chance?

Need to see the Xan man

Do you know him by chance?

A Ziploc full of kush

Are you plugged in, by chance?

Bad bitch with a sun tan

Do you know one by chance?

Hundred bands in the Lamb

Do you have one by chance?

Need to see the Xan man

Do you know him by chance?

A Ziploc full of kush

Are you plugged in, by chance? Swae

[Verse 1 - Swae Lee:]

Pick a price for me, please

We can spend whatever

Camera lights bounce off my shiny bezel

Kill the lights, would you? I am on my level

Flexing like I've been up in the gym forever

All these bitches give me brain, damn they sure is clever

I took a bitch out, let her shop til she drop

All these big bags come at once like nonstop

Riding droptop so I can't even hotbox

We can spend whatever

Young Swae Lee, damn, check out my bezel

I blow lots of cash cause I won't live forever, do it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Slim Jimmy:]

I'm coming through with cash, damn my pockets got a leech

You tryna roll with me, you gotta be a 10 at least

Mona Lisa with a Visa vibing to the beat

No she not a keeper, she just my little freak

Hotbox the coupe and we fucking in the Jeep

I do what I do, and the bitches dig it

Straight out the blue, I got your attention, she love it, man

Was it the coupe or the watch glistening?

I'm winning, mane, I'm winning, chain yellow like the Simpsons

I'm pimping like I'm Lennon, got a lot of foreign women

They can't control my spending, fuck it, I ain't got no limit

Tipping, Slim Jimmy!

We can spend whatever

[Chorus]

[Outro:]

Name a price, we can spend whatever

Since I am, let's spend forever

Since I lost, it's been forever

Yeah, we can spend forever, Swae

Look Alive lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

I'm so far out of sight

Sounds about right

I'm so far out of sight

Yeah that sounds about right

Sounds about right

Kill this cup, not my vibe

Be the highlight of my night

Look alive, look alive

We can start with something light

Look alive

I can get you so right

I just need an invite

I'm a smooth criminal

Michael Jackson moonwalkin'

Like I'm on a pill or somethin'

Five bitches 'round me, mane

It's 'bout to be a royal rumble

Hands up if you want the lumber

Hands up if your head the dumbest

Promise I'ma keep you cummin'

I get throwed out my mind

Grab a cup, catch a vibe

You look at me and you see big diamonds

I pressed the button on the coupe

The ceilin' go behind me

I'm so far out of sight

Yeah that sounds about right

Sounds about right

Kill this cup, not my vibe

Be the highlight of my night

Look alive, look alive

We can start with something light

Look alive

I can get you so right

I just need an invite

You my target, no doubt

Somethin' 'bout you really stood out (poke it out!)

Come here, baby, cause you got three strikes

Come here, baby cause you got what I like

Lit from head to toe (like Bic!)

We can pour us a cuatro

Kick back, we can roll

I'ma stay rollin' indo

Shoppin' spree before breakfast

Yeah we stay in the latest

I'ma see to it, that you go crazy

Don't think I'm here to judge you

I'ma rock you like a baby

Turn you out, yeah I'm that one

I'ma get you where I want you

I'm so far out of sight

Yeah that sounds about right

Sounds about right

Kill this cup, not my vibe

Be the highlight of my night

Look alive, look alive

We can start with something light

Look alive

I can get you so right

I just need an invite

Black Beatles lyrics - Rae Sremmurd (feat. Gucci Mane)

[Swae Lee and Gucci Mane:]

Black Beatles in the city be back immediately to confiscate the moneys

Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike Will!

Sent flowers but you said you didn't receive them.

But you said you didn't need them.

[Swae Lee:]

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Gettin' so cold I'm not blinkin'

What in the world was I thinkin'?

New day, new money to be made

There is nothing to explain

I'm a fucking black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal

Rocking John Lennon lenses like to see 'em spread eagle

Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table

Screaming, "Everybody's famous."

Like clockwork, I blow it all

And get some more

Get you somebody that can do both

Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling

But she think she love me

I think she trollin'

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[Gucci Mane:]

Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes

A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe

A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo

Black man, yellow Lamb', red light, go!

(catch up!)

They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door

There's so much money on the floor we buying school clothes

Why you bring the money machine to the club for?

And pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo

I eurostep past a hater like I'm Rondo

I upgrade your baby mama to a condo

My Chapos servin' yayo to the gringos

Black Beatle, club close when I say so

[Swae Lee:]

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[Slim Jxmmi:]

She's a good teaser, and we blowin' reefer

Your body like a work of art, baby

Don't fuck with me, I'll break your heart, baby

DnG on me, I got a lot of flavor

15 hundred on my feet, I'm tryna kill these haters

I had haters when I was broke, I'm rich, I still got haters

I had hoes when I was broke, I'm rich, I'm still a player

I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the 80's

I've been blowin' OG Kush, I feel a lil' sedated

I can't worry about a broke nigga or a hater

Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related

[Swae Lee:]

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin' like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin'

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Shake It Fast lyrics - Rae Sremmurd (feat. Juicy J)

Must be nice

Ear Drummers

Sremmlife

Mike Will

(Mike Will Made It)

Rae Sremmurd

Uncle Jxm in this motherfucker

Bad bitches do it big in this motherfucker

Let's go!

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Bitch shake that ass like I'm Too Short

And that bitch spendin' cash like it's a new sport

I'm in the bitch blowin' gas like it's a new sport

Ball so hard that I need two courts

I'm goin'

Let me see you get nasty, make that ass clap

You gon' let me hit you with this wood or not?

Young nigga comin' straight through with the guap

Got a bitch in Hollywood, she good with the top

Pussy pop, pussy pop

Show me that you're worth spendin' all this guap

Uncle Jxmmi tryna bring the freaks out

If they can make that ass clap let me see it now

Let me see it now, let me see it now

Baby bust it open like she from the south

She gon' break a nigga whole bank account

But she with some bouncers so she ain't playin' round

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

[Swae Lee:]

Well I done got the whole spot on flood watch

I can tell she ain't never-ever missed a squat

Zig-zags in my pocket I'm afraid of pot

I'ma egg her on because she dancin' on my crouch

Niggas third wheelin' tryna cock-block

Young Swae in this bitch playin' with a fat knot

I wanna hit the bottom girl and your best friend

I brought a check in, that's what I call checkin' in

You know it's lit

Do the splits

New phone, who dis

Like my Porsche Carrera old girl see a brick

She gon' shake it cause we mean somethin' to the city

Every time she contort it, I support it

I see some broke niggas tryna put they dough together

I get to ballin' like Kobe in the fourth quarter

So much money on me I can't even get it sorted

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

[Juicy J:]

Let me say you bust it, shake it like a wet bucket

Shake it like you at the crap table feeling lucky

Shake it like some pancake mix in the morning

Let me see you do it on that dick cause I'm horny

Shake the panties off, baby girl, don't be boring

Never mind, the cameras girl, I swear we're not recordin'

She ain't got no gag, shawty, swallow all that pipe

No wonder why a nigga in the club tryna fight

Shawty do it all, it should be against the law

Lockjaw, she can suck a bowling ball through a straw

Gon' shake that ass, make it rain, make it splash

Outta cash, bout to swipe my black card between her ass

Me you, and you, let's do what it do

Leave this bitch then go get us a room

The bang-bang-bang like John Witherspoon

And we ain't wakin' up till tomorrow afternoon

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

Shake it fast, shake it fast, shake it fast, girl shake it fast

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' cash

Don't be playin' when you see us, see us spendin' fast

[Juicy J:]

I know a little freak from Hollywood

Sucks on dick, does it real good

Set The Roof lyrics - Rae Sremmurd (feat. Lil Jon)

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

If I'm not mistaken, all my niggas made it

Two-three's on my feet then I pump fake em

Baby girl grab the cuervo then french kiss it

Swae Lee mister could have took your bitch quicker

Hottest niggas on the planet got the place lit up

Fly niggas got expensive taste sight and touch

I am not your nigga, you got me fucked up

Bought your bitch the bra to make her tits sit up

I only fit in with the niggas who's staying down

Money talks, you just poppin' off at the mouth

If I'm the topic, then the conversation heated

Rae Sremm gettin' booked up in every city

Splash her with cash, had to spaz on the waiter

She fucked up my order three times in a row, woah

I'm good on gas, I just filled up my tank

Now let's fill up her head and let's see if she chokes

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

Two bad bitches swimmin' in my bed

Off with the head, off-off with the head

Young Slim fuckin' bitches in my infrared

Come and hit the propane, I just lit the gas

Young wild niggas, livin' fast

Stashing money in a brown paper bag

We set the roof on fire, then we flood it out

We just threw the money up, we ain't even count it

Shake it like a seizure, buzzin' in my speeder

Girl I'm buzzin' off the gasoline it's fuckin' up my speech

I'm a million dollar nigga, baby nothin's out my reach

I'm a million dollar nigga like I hit the lottery

Splash her with cash, had to spaz on the waitress

She fucked up my order three times in a row

I'm good on gas, I just filled up my tank

Now let's fill up her head and let's see if she goes

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

Came A Long Way lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

Now, grind like a rich nigga

Shine like a rich nigga

Ridin' round town, hey, hey

Ridin' round town, top down

Like a rich nigga

Wishin' that somebody say hey, hey

Choppin' all the bad bitches

Wanna come around

Man you know I'm tryna make her body break, hey

Pop a lil tab

Now I'm feelin' real real

Now I'm feelin' real flood everyday

Wish a nigga would say

I ain't got cash

Man, I throw all the 100s in your face, hey

In the strip club

Magic City, what's up

What's really goin' down in the A? Hey

Out in LA, out-out in LA

Secret Sunday, hangin' with your babes, hey

You know how we do it man

You know how we do it

Young nigga, I done came a long way

Young nigga, I done came a long way

Young nigga, I done came a long way

Came a long way

Young nigga, I done came a long way

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Came a long way from the silk

Livin' on the edge, I don't never slip

Strippers in my bed, tryna flip

Tryna get that bread, out that money clip

All the young niggas what I represent

Pockets on swole cause I stay committed

Let my top down when I'm in the city

It's a celebration when I'm in the city

Yeah, all my niggas here

Feel like we 100 deep in here

I keep it real with ya, if you keep it real

I can't worry 'bout the hate cause the money real

If you from the bottom, you know how I feel

Pocket full of money, everything chill

Through the bullshit, I remain ill

Through the bullshit, I remain real

Now, grind like a rich nigga

Shine like a rich nigga

Ridin' round town, hey, hey

Ridin' round town, top down

Like a rich nigga

Wishin' that somebody say hey, hey

Choppin' all the bad bitches

Wanna come around

Man you know I'm tryna make her body break, hey

Pop a lil tab

Now I'm feelin' real real

Now I'm feelin' real flood everyday

Wish a nigga would say

I ain't got cash

Man, I throw all the 100s in your face, hey

In the strip club

Man, just see me, what's up

What's really goin' down in the A? Hey

Out in LA, out-out in LA

Secret Sunday, hangin' with your babes, hey

You know how we do it man

You know how we do it

Young nigga, I done came a long way

[Swae Lee:]

What a journey

All the broke shit don't concern me

Chinchilla hella furry

Catch me on a yacht eatin' curry

I don't do drugs, naw, I don't do drugs

I'm the motherfuckin' drugs, do me

Bad bitch dancin' in my head like

She say she wanna fuck, and I told her feel free

I got a new spot in Cali, but I can't tell you the addy

Cause I stay up on the road

If I ever write a book about the shit I been through

It'd be the greatest story ever told

She get money off the floor

We gettin' paid like so

Backwood in my ear, LV money clippin'

If you see the state trooper, man, hit it

Now, grind like a rich nigga

Shine like a rich nigga

Ridin' round town, hey, hey

Ridin' round town, top down

Like a rich nigga

Wishin' that somebody say hey, hey

Choppin' all the bad bitches

Wanna come around

Man you know I'm tryna make her body break, hey

Pop a lil tab

Now I'm feelin' real real

Now I'm feelin' real flood everyday

Wish a nigga would say

I ain't got cash

Man, I throw all the 100s in your face, hey

In the strip club

Man, just see me, what's up

What's really goin' down in the A? Hey

Out in LA, out-out in LA

Secret Sunday, hangin' with your babes, hey

You know how we do it man

You know how we do it

Young nigga, I done came a long way

Young nigga, I done came a long way

Young nigga, I done came a long way

Came a long way

Young nigga, I done came a long way

Now That I Know lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

Don't do

EarDrummers

Don't do

(Mike WILL Made It)

[Swae Lee:]

Of course I want to lie and say I don't miss you

My bitch on the side just told me to forget you

Quit tellin' the world that I deal with you

That's what niggas do, that's what niggas do

So much for a dream come true

So this is what we've come to?

If you want to go, fuck you

I don't know what it is about these bitches

Maybe it's me listenin' to the radio

Kickin' it is this good dope

That I chose to roll with these bad hoes

And I can't complain

I came up, came up on y'all hoes and I'm not ashamed

Somethin' went wrong, somethin' went wrong

Somethin' went wrong, somethin' went wrong

Somethin' went wrong, terribly wrong

Somethin' went wrong, terribly wrong

Of course I want to lie and say I don't miss you

My bitch on the side just told me to forget you

Quit tellin' the world that I deal with you

That's what niggas do, that's what niggas do

So much for a dream come true

So this is what we've come to?

If you want to go, fuck you

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Two middle fingers

It ain't nothin' to forget you

I blocked your number, can't call my phone

And I'm with some other bitches

She a player like me

Try to leave a nigga on E

Had the kip trippin', OD

Bounced back to the old me

I shoulda listened to the homies

Hit it then quit it then went about my fuckin' business

But I was fuckin' with lil momma, that was my decision

And I wouldn't really listen to nobody else opinion

You tell your girls you're done with me

But I know you fuck with me

Cause these other niggas inconsistent

And these other niggas ain't Jimmi

[Swae Lee:]

Of course I want to lie and say I don't miss you

My bitch on the side just told me to forget you

Quit telling them hoes that I chill with you

That's what niggas do, that's what niggas do

So much for a dream come true

So this is what we've come to?

If you want to go, fuck you

Somethin' went wrong, somethin' went wrong

Somethin' went wrong, somethin' went wrong

Somethin' went wrong, terribly wrong

Somethin' went wrong, terribly wrong

Now that I know, now that I know

Now that I know, now that I know

Now that I know, now that I know

Now that I know, now that I know

(Haha, Swae Lee)

I can't love you

I can't love you

Take It Or Leave It lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

[Swae Lee:]

I spill the cup for you, take it or leave it

I saved some room for you, take it or leave it

I gotta crazy view, take it or leave it

I got love for you, take it or leave it

I know you pick up on the very first ring

Let's go somewhere where we can just be unseen

I'm reachin' out to you, take it or leave it

Reachin' out to you, take it or leave it

She wanna ride

I just want some time when I'm fried

She bad as fuck

But I know she would bury me alive

Just say that it's dead

If you wanna live on a lot

If you get in the mood

I want you to keep me in mind

I got the booze, we can rendezvous

Jump inside, baby, we can cruise

Don't be led by the goddamn fools

Yeah, right beside me, you cannot lose

I spill the cup for you, take it or leave it

I saved some room for you, take it or leave it

I gotta crazy view, take it or leave it

I got love for you, take it or leave it

I know you pick up on the very first ring

Let's go somewhere where we can just be unseen

I'm reachin' out to you, take it or leave it

Reachin' out to you, take it or leave it

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Remember how you held me down

When all I had was a vision

I could cop a model bitch but

You the one that I'm missin'

Girl, I hope you get this message

And I pray that you hit me

Cause you the one that's on my mind

Late night when I'm driftin'

Pour a shot for me, pour a shot for you

I'm still around cause I fuck with you

Just say the word, we can go missin'

Long as we together, it don't make a difference

[Swae Lee:]

I spill the cup for you, take it or leave it

I saved some room for you, take it or leave it

I gotta crazy view, take it or leave it

I got love for you, take it or leave it

I know you pick up on the very first ring

Let's go somewhere where we can just be unseen

I'm reachin' out to you, take it or leave it

Reachin' out to you, take it or leave it

Do Yoga lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

[Swae Lee:]

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Caught shawty in the rover, she said she a smoker

But the girl ain't a roller, shawty colder than a cola

She don't even want me, cause she want my nigga Bola

All she wanna do is fuck and smoke my doja

Ain't that some shit? I'm lovin' that chick

She a die hard fan of that dick, she want a pic

Stretched out in the front, stretched out in the back

Stretched out my pocket, stretched out my sack

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

[Slim Jimmy:]

When the beat drop 'pon the river

Uncle Jim, I'm a real lady killer

Throw it back, make me feel like a winner

Throw it back, make me feel like a winner

I been eyeing you for a minute

Girl you bad and you handle your business

Ass fat, tights barely can fit you

Went to college, coulda been a stripper

(But she ain't a stripper)

Thinking 'bout the money when she doin' yoga keep her motivated

She ain't outchea chasin' niggas, lookin' crazy, that shit overrated

Light the blunt, yeah, we getting faded

Ease your mind, let me relax you baby

Know the world can be intimidating

I know the world can be intimidating, hey

[Swae Lee:]

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Say come a little closer

Sure wouldn't mind getting to know ya

Ain't no pusher over

Can I come put the mack on ya?

Fourteen hundred, I'll pull over

Fendi, pull over

Panties drop when I roll one

New chick, I'm a stunt on my old one

Two feet, seven hundred on both of 'em

Two girls, I'm cummin' on both of 'em

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

All my girls do yoga

All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Then get high at night

Over Here lyrics - Rae Sremmurd (feat. Bobo Swae)

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Why you over here? (Why are you over here?)

Sremm over here (Sremm life)

Broke niggas all in the club but they ain't over here

Nah they ain't with the set

I make it rain til she wet

I sign my name on her chest

She kiss the G's on my belt, she Gucci

If I'm in the club I own it

If it ain't gas, I don't want it

Your bad bitches look borin'

My bad bitches look foreign

Them green guys like a green light, them bad bitches be goin'

I fucked your girl last night

And my niggas fucked her this mornin'

Charlie Sheen is my clone, can they fuck with us? No

Red carpet my home, VIP is my throne

Take me out of my zone I'ma take your ho

All my niggas on gold, everything on gold

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

[BoBo Swae:]

Chris Vernace red bottoms on the ball with the bottles no shots

We mergin' up the models, that's thots kissin' thots

I got a pocket full of condoms, I fucked your bitch yesterday

We do this shit every day, she got a tattoo of BoBo Swae

It's on her ass now

She like pink diamonds with the molly water, make her pass out

It's big bank when I'm in the club, I'm a walking lick

That's why I'm talkin' shit

So don't disrespect

Cause I'm with the set bitch

It's Hollyhood in the 'Ville, we all got the check

We, Swae, Mike, Miley Cyrus, made it mafia in this bitch

We got special effects, check the stats

You know what it is, we in this bitch, we in this bitch

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Hakuna matata, I came in with my partners

Hakuna matata, I'ma red carpet walker

50 bad bitches drinkin' vodka like it's water

But who you know over here?

Oh your ho over here?

Ain't no joke over here

On the loud blowin' stronger than anybody you know

On got your ho on my ho

Oh the devil comin', now she on my culo

I'm Superman feein' supernatural, fuck two hoes (Clark Kent)

And you know who got the Hublots, makin' Batman signals in the air (Bruce Wayne)

I make 'em send 100 bottles to the section that's comin' for the quick check

My world class bitch takin' shot after shot cause she fully automatic with the clip

She bust it like a nina for the set and I

I'm swimmin' in your bitch rockin' from side to side

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don't mean nothin' over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Swang lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

Um, it's nasty

Uh, it's nasty

Uhmm

Know some young niggas like to swang, uhmm

Know some young niggas like to swang

Know some young niggas like to swang

[Swae Lee:]

Know some young niggas like to swang

Know some young niggas like to swang

Big bank take 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

Gettin' dough ain't a thing change

Coasting, grippin' grain

Goin' through the money like a phase

Don't say my name in vain

I'm so glad that you came

All these bad bitches gettin' slain

Broke ass nigga get a clue

All these niggas know how we do

Know some young niggas like to swang

Know some young niggas like to swang

Big bank take little bank

Everday 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

[Slim Jxmmi:]

I know some young niggas from the bottom

They'll do anything for a dollar

I coulda went to school to be a doctor

But I dropped out and chose to be a baller

Switchin' lanes, spittin' game in my new drop

Still on a paper chase that don't ever stop

Everybody with me family, that's how we rock

Party at the mansion, we bout to flood the spot

Sremmlife!

[Swae Lee:]

Know some young niggas like to swang

Know some young niggas like to swang

Big bank take 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

Just Like Us lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

I see you, oh

She said I can't slow down

If I wanted to

We live for this shit, yeah

We truly do

I know you do

Oh, I know you do

I know you do too

Cause you just like us, yeah

You love that spotlight

That spotlight that never goes out

You call your friends up

Your ride us out and say, let's go out

You mix that drank off that drank up

And show all out

You wanna scream and shout

Ain't no turnin' down

It ain't no more daddy's little girl

Don't you feel like you can take on the world?

You ain't worried 'bout nobody sneak dissin'

You just glad to be the center of attention

Ay, gon' and put your hands up (Put 'em up, up, up)

Come and try this shit no more, tell me when you had enough

All the girls on the loose, fuck us up, up, up

We gon' tear this bitch up, who's with us, us, us?

I done seen stars a million times

And they only come out at night

How come they only shine bright at night?

Uh

Been around, seen stars all my life

They only come out at night

They only come out at night

Just like us

Woke up faded, still drunk from yesterday

Last night was crazy, last night was wavy

Came 100 deep, we wasn't even on the list

We was in the buildin', big bottles up in this

I'm in the moment, only thinkin' 'bout right now

You know the lifestyle, we up all night now

Come here baby, let me take you on a trip

Don't you love nights like this

I done seen stars a million times

And they only come out at night

How come they only shine bright at night?

Uh

Been around, seen stars all my life

They only come out at night

They only come out at night

Just like us, damn

You wanna scream and shout

You wanna scream and shout

It ain't no more daddy's little girl

Don't you feel like you can take on the world?

You wanna scream and shout

Ain't no turnin' down

She said I can't slow down

If I wanted to

We live for this shit, yeah

We truly do

I know you do

Oh, I know you do

I know you do too

Cause you just like us

Patti Cake lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

Got the foreign whip sliding like it's on skates

On my way to see some ass shake (bitch)

Blow it in your face, that's patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Just throw them hundreds in your face (bitch)

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Please play patty cake on my zipper

She a winner, I'm a big tipper

Ass cash like a slot and I wanna play

Put some change in her cellar straight

Back to the house, Gucci gas mask on

I be dropping bands like they atom bombs, damn!

Hoes running to me andale

Say they tryna stay in Mandalay, damn!

With them other hoes, ratchet hoes, freaky hoes

Stripper hoes, nasty hoes, can't forget them classy hoes

All this petty money on the floor (bitch)

Do the patti cake on your tippy toes

How fast can you shake that ass?

How fast can I throw the cash?

I hope you can throw that ass as fast as I throw the bands

Them hoes can't judge your ass

Damn sure can't control your ass

I don't really know your ass

But I'ma have to show your ass

Got the foreign whip sliding like it's on skates

On my way to see some ass shake (bitch)

Blow it in your face, that's patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Just throw them hundreds in your face (bitch)

Make that ass clap, patti cake

So many hoes, so little time

Made a superstar status, now she skipping lines

Three point stance, go'n make that thing clap

Put your hands on your head, make that thing jump, bitch!

I got bands on standby

Soon as you set it off they gon' rain down

Let your friends pitch in, do the rain dance

I let my money talk for me, I don't got no pickup lines

I'm front row at your show tryna guess your size

My pockets fully loaded like I'm selling bean pies

I dropped a couple bands somewhere down the line

One question, why the hell you so damn fine?

How fast can I throw the cash?

How fast can you shake that ass?

I hope you can throw that ass as fast as I throw the bands

Them hoes can't judge your ass

They sure can't control your ass

I don't really know your ass

But I'm about to show your ass

Got the foreign whip sliding like it's on skates

On my way to see some ass shake (bitch)

Blow it in your face, that's patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Just throw them hundreds in your face (bitch)

Make that ass clap, patti cake

Skates

Shake

Cake

Shake shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake

Shake shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake

Shake shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake

Shake shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake

Pole Code lyrics - Rae Sremmurd

[Swae Lee:]

My bitch in the Lamb', she flyin' first class

Designs on her bag, with designs on her ass

She follow the code, she don't fuck with hoes

She outta control, she fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, she follow the code

She follow the code, she fuck with the pole

Got a chick on the plane, she uno class: top notch

A flight was arranged, I need that ass, let me see it

I got bands, she got bands (she got grass)

And all her tags, say "Made in France" (Paris)

She touch down

I could've swore she's from the islands with that long hair

She blow that check on all designer and she don't care, nope

If them shoes ain't Red Bottoms then she won't wear (Rojo)

No you hoes won't compare

Damn, I respect you get money with me

Sexy with a bankroll, that's a perfect combination

Girl on girl action, dirty dancin' is a passion

She fuckin' with that pole but she not fuckin' with you ratchets

My bitch in the Lamb', she flyin' first class

Designs on her bag, with designs on her ass

She follow the code, she don't fuck with hoes

She outta control, she fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, she follow the code

She follow the code, she fuck with the pole

[Slim Jxmmi:]

Flew my bitch in on a jet

Then I took her to the mall, let her shut that bitch down

All these other hoes just be actin' messy

Let her tell it, she don't need 'em

All these bitches actin' jealous

Man she move her body like a belly dancer, rollin'

She hop up on that pole, do acrobatics, yeah

She said, "Nigga throw that money, why you playin'?" Who?

I said, "Baby bust it open for Big Franklin"

Bust it!

I respect you get money with me

Sexy with a bankroll, that's a perfect combination

Girl on girl action, dirty dancin' is a passion

She fuckin' with that pole but she not fuckin' with you ratchets

[Swae Lee:]

My bitch in the Lamb', she flyin' first class

Designs on her bag, with designs on her ass

She follow the code, she don't fuck with hoes

She outta control, she fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole, she follow the code

She follow the code, she fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She follow the code, she fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She fuck with the pole

She follow the code, she fuck with the pole

Rae Sremmurd other songs:

 

Community D**k lyrics - Rae Sremmurd (feat. Flo Milli)

30, you a motherfuckin' fool, man

My nigga's fuckin' hoes (Hoes)

And it's got me all upset ('Set)

Sittin' here lookin' dumb

Twddlin' on my thumbs (Thumb, SremmLife)

A bitch can't even get mad (Mad)

I know this dog-ass nigga's trash

He fuckin' these hoes back to back

And it's makin' me really sad, oh (Yeah)

Community dick, dick, dick, dick (Buss it)

Community dick, dick, dick, dick

Community dick, dick, dick, dick

Community dick, dick, dick, dick, dick

Bust it open for me, ma'am

Do that trick on a dick, yeah, you know what to do

Go 'head, get that tip, girl (Tip, girl)

Dickin' these hoes back to back

I'ma text you off my iPad (Yeah)

She like rich niggas, ball players, even a few rappers

But they never did hit it like I did (Hit it)

Watch ya' tone with it, 'cause I get offended ('Fended)

In a sprinter so I'm never in a fender bender (No, oh)

My nigga's fuckin' hoes (Hoes)

And it's got me all upset (Hey)

Sittin' here lookin' dumb (Oh)

Twddlin' on my thumbs (Uh, text me back)

A bitch can't even get mad (Mad)

I know this dog-ass nigga's trash (You still up?)

He fuckin' these hoes back to back

And it's makin' me really sad, oh (Yeah)

Community dick, dick, dick, dick (Buss it)

Community dick, dick, dick, dick

Community dick, dick, dick, dick

Community dick, dick, dick, dick, dick

Why would I trip 'bout community's dick?

This nigga used to fuck with my bestfriend's sis

He hit me on the DM, he know I'm pretty as hell

I knew he looked familiar, 'cause it wasn't hard to tell

So I scrolled on his page and I seen Chantel

That's the one I caught him fuckin' in the hotel

His baby mama always wanna lurk on my page

He gon' be a hoe, that ain't never gon' change

What you mean I'm community dick?

It's a one night stand, so we both bein' slick

Been dickin' these hoes back to back

And I don't do monogamous relationships like that

I can't be caught up, 'cause I'm a single man

She say I'm for the community and I really am

She was classy, but I fucker her in the sprinter van

And when I stroke her from the back, she hit the runnin' man

My nigga's fuckin' hoes (Hoes)

And it's got me all upset ('Set)

Sittin' here lookin' dumb

Twddlin' on my thumbs (Thumb, SremmLife)

A bitch can't even get mad (Mad)

I know this dog-ass nigga's trash

He fuckin' these hoes back to back

And it's makin' me really sad, oh (Yeah)

Community dick, dick, dick, dick (Buss it)

Community dick, dick, dick, dick

Community dick, dick, dick, dick

Community dick, dick, dick, dick, dick