Ayy Express If you wanna win baby, come sign up Applying pressure forever, let me remind ya You know that's my squad and can't nobody rep it finer Say you one of a kind, well come and show me you a rider 'Cause I ain't got time for the games Can't pick and choose, you gon' be here in slow, sleet, or rain Always make sure you're straight No matter the case, keep a smile on your face, ayy I know they gon' feel some type of way (type of way) They get on Twitter and type away (type away) Word to bro Sax, I got time today If I go broke, I'ma find a way Man, I swear that looks can be deceiving Shawty will look innocent but she really be creeping Believe me, that shit'll turn you cold, anemic To have somebody cross you when you're so caught in the deep end I always tell my bitch, "There ain't nobody 'bove you Except money and God, and that's just truth" Know if I got you on my side, that would be such a clutch move We can take over the world, baby, just us two (baby, us two) Feels like you fell right in my arms, wasn't hard to find ya Any boy play wit' you, it ain't hard to get 'em lined up Ex girl keep calling, but you don't trip 'cause I decline her Had my fun with these hoes, but they time's up I swear that your face give me energy You're more than just a phase When I told you that I love you, you told me, "Watch what you say" "How many girls you say that to?", and I told you, "It's just a few" But with them, I was just talkin' and wit' you the feeling's true When I asked you to be mine, was hopin' you'd be down too But you told me I was rushin', made me feel just like a fool You say you don't mean to be rude I tell you, "Don't trip" 'cause it's cool I'll tell you You just wanna vibe with a gangster then bat it out Tell me the time and the place, girl, let's set it off I'm goin' deeper every stroke, turn the pressure up We goin' round after round, I ain't lettin' up Give it to you better than any nigga you ever fucked Keep it low-key, don't nobody know I'm sexing her You know I always play it cool, never question her I thought that we was just friends, what you jealous for? We can make it happen if you tellin' me you ready I know you somethin' different, I don't mind goin' steady Cut all them hoes off 'cause I'm fuckin' wit' you heavy Always been my lil' shawty, we been vibing since you met me I always knew that you would be the one from the start But I ain't wanna risk it, always tryna play it smart Be careful with your love 'cause I'm giving you my heart It's just me and you together, ain't no breaking us apart I swear that your face give me energy You're more than just a phase When I told you that I love you, you told me, "Watch what you say" "How many girls you say that to?", and I told you, "It's just a few" But with them, I was just talkin' and wit' you the feeling's true When I asked you to be mine, I was hoping you'd be down too But you told me I was rushin', made me feel just like a fool You say you don't mean to be rude I tell you, "Don't trip" 'cause it's cool Uh Lately, I been focused on my payments Say they praying for me, but I know they really hatin' I know you're praying for my downfall That's why I had to get the hell from 'round y'all God put some of my close friends in the pavement Ever since them, my heart been feeling so vacant If you can hear me, give me one call If you can hear me, give me one call

If it ain't Z, it can't be, dumb nigga Y'all know what the fuck goin' on Big Z, 26, 13 season LLWolph, fuck nigga 26, 13 shit, fuck nigga We just watched him clockin' in Ahah Z, Z, Z (Z, Z, Z, Z, Z) Go Ayy, look me in my eyes Tell me, have you ever witnessed M-one killings? Ever spinned and doubled back because the clip wasn't empty? We don't shoot at houses, we walk down, hop out vehicles What the fuck, nigga? Look me in my eyes Just look me in my eyes and tell me that's how this shit go What you know 'bout movin' your folks, so you can handle smoke? Night owl with that Drac', must be OVO What the fuck, nigga? Ain't tryna find a job It's plenty of ways to get it, gotta get up, get out and grind If it's smoke in the city, better not work no nine-to-five Pull up to your job and drive through, drive by, I got you, haha Look me in my soul You should probably see the devil, this the demon zone Put that nigga in a wheelchair, he still holdin' on Next time I see that boy, I'ma grab his ass and roll him home What the fuck, nigga? And my wrist the sickest The sun down, I'm on the E-way, all my diamonds glistenin' I got a bad habit of treatin' my glizzies like my women Oil 'em up and make 'em pretty Put her on some long extensions Finger fuck, she go to spittin' Ayy, look me in my eyes Tell me, have you ever witnessed M-one killings? Ever spinned and doubled back because the clip wasn't empty? We don't shoot at houses, we walk down, hop out vehicles What the fuck, nigga? Look me in my eyes Just look me in my eyes and tell me that's how this shit go What you know 'bout movin' your folks, so you can handle smoke? Night owl with that Drac', must be OVO What the fuck, nigga? Look me in my eyes and tell me what you see If I get that news that he survived, they goin' back down that street, uh Foenem slidin' for weeks, we gon' get back for B He got burnt, got caught in that line of heat, he shouldn't've tryna beef, bitch Opps like tourist, pop out on my block just takin' pictures I don't care if you keep your gun, lil' boy, you ain't no killer Interrogations, "I do drugs? No sir, I can't remember" It's a Hemi in this Scat, no, we can't surrender And my windows tinted, really put shit under I got blood diamonds in my pendent I got a feelin' they'll use my lyrics in my sentence We pop out and play with switches Anywhere them bitches get it, .40 Glock, my pistol kickin' Ayy, look me in my eyes Tell me, have you ever witnessed M-one killings? Ever spinned and doubled back because the clip wasn't empty? We don't shoot at houses, we walk down, hop out vehicles What the fuck, nigga? Look me in my eyes Just look me in my eyes and tell me that's how this shit go What you know 'bout movin' your folks, so you can handle smoke? Night owl with that Drac', must be OVO What the fuck, nigga?

Oh gang gang gang gang gang YBN gang gang gang I got a chopstick a F&N That draco hold a 100 Got a shoota in the booth with me like he going hunting She said who them YBN niggas Why they always stuntin Where yo bag at Where yo cash at Boy u frontin Smokin cookie blunts out the cookie jar and we don't match that Don't link me yo mixtape cause I'm goin trash that Bad yellow bitch she back it up I tell her bag back I love my chopstick that bitch be shooting like it's bagdad Oh all you want beef wit the gang You niggas lame I put that on God bitch Everywhere you us at it's gang gang we be on that squad shit The only thing my choppa say is bang bang it be on that aww shit When they see us pull up in a foreign they be like aww shit Droptop I let my money rain All this money coming in look like a money train Bad bitch and she hella thicc the Way she throw it back drive me insane I got a chopstick a F&N that draco hold a 100 Got a shoota in the booth wit me like we goin hunting She said who them YBN niggas why they always stuntin Where yo bag at Where yo cash at Boy u frontin Smokin cookie blunts out the cookie jar and we don't match that Don't link me yo mixtape cause I'm goin trash that Bad yellow bitch she back it up I tell her bag back I love my chopstick that bitch be shootin like it's bag that Ooh niggas sneak dissin But that won't pull up the just talk shit Call up Dae Dae you'll think he teach Kung Fu the way he talk shit Ooh cut off niggas cause they switched up and got on that op shit Ooh YBN gang gang gang come get wit the movement Ooh backwoods stuffed like backpacks Daylyen my brother if you touch him then you getting whacked Niggas want features If that shit suck then you gettin taxed I rock designer I don't give a fuck if that shit mix match I got a chopstick a F&N that draco hold a 100 Got a shoota in the booth wit me like he goin huntin She said who them YBN niggas Why they always stuntin Where yo bag at where yo cash at Boy you frontin Smokin cookie blunts out the cookie jar and we don't match that Don't link me yo mixtape cause I'm goin trash that Bad yellow bitch she back it up I tell her bag back I love my chopstick that bitch be shootin like its baghdad