Fair Chance (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Lil B) - Thundercat & Tame Impala

Skrrt, skrrt, yeah Surf, surf (surf) I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Yeah, I can't trust no one so I be on my lonely She say I fuck around, that's why she keep ignoring me You tyin' up my line, but baby, that's the old me I'm dealin' with a lot, this liquor keep on pouring I beat a case, they tried to make me do the whole thing So when you say you love me, girl, you gotta show me I'm done with chasin' love, I'm fuckin' with you only I'm tryna make it so I'm down and up your homie I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Yeah, said I fuck around, I swear that's what she told me All she wanna do is lay up and on me Got a bag, then we blew it all together Got a bag, then we ran up that Margiela Put lil' shawty in a pearl and diamond necklace Got a Porsche and I dri-ive reckless (skrrt) I'm done with chasin' love, I'm fuckin' with you only I'm tryna make it so I'm down and up your homie I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Ooh, Louis on her belt, never leave her by herself Ooh, diamonds too damn cold, they'll never melt (bling blaow) Playin' Speaker Knockerz on my lonely (skrrt skrrt) She my lil' favorite, that's my homie (yuh) Bands in my pocket, yeah you know I got it (yuh) That's my lil' favorite bih, don't stop it (ooh) She be rockin' Prada with Balenciaga (sauce) Pull up in that foreign playin' Lady Gaga (skrrt skrrt) I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin', wishin' on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, girl, you know you're my lil' favorite Lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Lil' favorite, lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt Skrrt, skrrt

Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Fuckin' on a bankroll, yeah, that's my thot Caught me a play and went and bust my watch Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Yeah, we clean the block up, I heard you need a watch Ten millimeter, yeah, the Glock get popped I kicked the hoe out, she was trippin' in the spot Damn, the bitch better watch her mouth Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop I just want me some paper So tired of these niggas, they beggin', beggin', wantin' favors Dripped in designer, I'm drippin' Chanel for real, bitch, check the label Your favorite rapper don't wanna see me in the booth, I give 'em hell, yeah Play with the gang, we lacin' up all the boots, we finna step on ya (skrrt) Pull up in a Lam', excuse me, yeah, skrrt-skrrt (skrrt-skrrt) I'ma keep it real like it should be (skrrt) I wanna see who love me We hoppin' out of coupes Hoppin' out the big B Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Fuckin' on a bankroll, yeah, that's my thot Caught me a play and went and bust my watch Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Yeah, we clean the block up, I heard you need a wash Ten millimeter, yeah, the Glock get popped I kicked the hoe out, she was trippin' in the spot Damn, the bitch better watch her mouth Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop We was in the drop-top, Porsche drop-top Walk in and I made your bitch heart stop Told her, "You gon' suck it or not?" She know Dolla 100-percent, straight drop I done made some bags off K-pop I done went and linked up with Lil Keed Pull up in the Lambo' with no keys (skrrt) I could tell you how to get rich like me You gon' need more consistency And the pool infinity No resort, but I got all the amenities Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Fuckin' on a bankroll, yeah, that's my thot Caught me a play and went and bust my watch Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Yeah, we clean the block up, I heard you need a wash Ten millimeter, yeah, the Glock get popped I kicked the hoe out, she was trippin' in the spot Damn, the bitch better watch her mouth Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop Get a bag, nigga, don't stop

Oh, oh, yeah (Damn, James) (Off to Neverland) Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign (ooh-yeah) I was deep, I was deep in it She see the stars, she see the stars in I got a freak, I got a freak, yeah I had to park, had to park my, park my Say that man a broke boy, I'm the opposite (opposite) Staring in the mirror, she a narcissist (narcissist) I got hitters with me, they like popping shit (popping shit) I got red bottoms with the ostrich Getting toppy in the dawn I'm on my boss shit, told that hoe don't gossip Maybach getting top in the dawn Yeah, I'm on my boss shit, told that bitch don't gossip, yeah I was laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) Laid back getting neck in the double R (na-na) Laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) I was laid back getting neck in the double R, yeah (na-na) She said she want a rockstar (double R), yeah She wanna be a popstar (double R), yeah Folded in the double R (double R), yeah Rich sex in the double R Do the dash in that Lamb', got her busting on my seats Get my pass out the mail, I don't usually wear a crease Caught a case, I got my gun still, I got a high speed You won't catch a nigga broke if he standing by me I done fucked majority of the models off of IG And I need some Percocets, yes, just like caffeine I done took a fuckin' jet, I ain't bring an ID She ain't fuck-you-when-she-met-you type, she can't come 'round me Prada shoes 'cause she proud of me ('cause she proud) Lot of blues like I'm banging C (lot of blues 'cause I'm banging Crip) Blow my phone up getting head, I let it ring (let it ring) Baguette daddy, baguette the wedding ring Gotta go and chase a check, bitch that is my job I be laughing to the bank, all blues, haha Give you head (nah-nah), give you bread (nah, nah) See, I don't do that in my car Laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) Laid back getting neck in the double R (na-na) Laid back getting neck in the double R (oh, yeah) I was laid back getting neck in the double R, yeah (na-na) She said she want a rockstar (double R), yeah She wanna be a popstar (double R), yeah Folded in the double R (double R), yeah Rich sex in the double R (ooh, yeah) (Double R) (Double R) (Double R) Ooh, yeah

Uh Dolla $ign Mustard on the beat, ho I see two of my bitches in the club And I know they know about each other (you a ho, nigga) I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I'm just paranoid (yeah) Uh, I got a bad like Kim from the valley She be in the club with no panties Little bitch, she used to be my favorite (yeah) But now we don't speak the same language I love my bitch, I could bang it But my dark skin bitch know how to take dick I got 'em both the same damn red bottoms And bought 'em both the same damn fragrance Both of my bitches drive Range Rovers None of my bitches can stay over Both of my bitches look good as fuck Your bitch look like a boogawolf (For real, nigga?) I see two of my bitches in the club And I know they know about each other I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I'm just paranoid Yeah I'm paranoid, I'm trippin' I've been smoking, I've been sippin' I'm fuckin around with two bitches (yeah) But I never made them hoes my missus (Bobby) Women talk, women talk (yeah) She run her mouth so much She can't hear her own thoughts (what) Tell my old ho, she my new bitch (yeah) Tell my new bitch, she my old ho (yeah) Well, she used to be yo' ho (yeah) Dead, hold up, flatline (yeah) I fuck a bitch to sleep, nap time (yeah) I put my name on it if that's mine (Bobby) Pussy so wet she thought it got baptized (splash) She ask me where I'm at, that's a set-up You ain't talkin' bout nothin', bitch shut up If you got a side chick, nigga what up Both my girls in the club 'bout to nut up (how you do it) Stalking on my network Got her looking so hard that her neck hurt And I ain't trippin', I got room for 'em both This is HAM Squad, I just doubled up my net worth I see two of my bitches in the club And I know they know about each other (ooh yeah) I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I'm just paranoid (I feel you, who we are nigga!) Yeah I'm paranoid, I'm trippin' I've been smoking, I've been sippin' I'm fuckin around with two bitches (yeah) But I never made them hoes my missus Yeah I'm paranoid, I'm trippin' I've been smoking, I've been sippin' I've been fuckin' around with two bitches But I never made them hoes my missus, no I see two of my bitches in the club And I know they know about each other (ooh yeah, we are) I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I'm just paranoid (She ain't here man! Have a side)

But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that? But is there something more than that?

'Cause I was nervous sure But it's something I'm used to And I can tell by your face No one's ever been rude to you When I can tell you things That I can't say to anyone And you came home today But you didn't stay very long Now it's like the world owes you Walking around like everybody should know you I wanna be like we used to But now you're worried who's audience will lose you And I had no idea What that feeling could do to you And I could tell you've changed By the people around you I used to take the long way Just so I could walk past your door I used to wait outside But I guess I won't anymore

Well, he feels like an elephant Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it He knows that you're dreaming about being loved by him Too bad your chances are slim And it's not like Mr. Shuck to get shy when I ask him who is on top There must be something deep down in the dark down there But he's not too easily scared He's got friends but they got the fear Wouldn't care too much if he just disappeared Oh look, see there he is now coming down the stairs Here he comes He pulled the mirrors off his Cadillac 'Cause he doesn't like it looking like he looks back He talks like his opinion is a simple fact Somebody grabbed his collar He cried the whole way home Nobody remembered a thing when they saw him again That's how it is 'til the end Yeah

I know where you went, but I don't know how you got there I know where you went, but I don't know how you got there Silver tongue hill, where you talk up what I'd play down I would speak up, but I wouldn't know what to say Oh, to say Lucidity, come back to me Put all five senses back to where they're meant to be Oh, it's hard to tell, breaks down There is a will, there is a way Wondering around like spare time never knew it I might suck, fizzle or I might just float away (Float away) And we'll go running off tonight High above, where we won't even Need to reach the sky, my love Oh, there will be a change in the air Nobody will be anybody else Lucidity, come back to me Put all five senses back to where they're meant to be Oh, where we'll go, tiptoe Tread boldly right down to the lair.

Has it really been that long? Did I count the days wrong? Did we just go round and round All the way to step one? Hear it ask me all the time Every time it shows up "So what you doin' with your life?" It ain't givin' up Just growin' up in stages (Lay down no more) Livin' life in phases Another season changes And still my days are shapeless It's always drive straight, don't be late 'Cause time waits for no one I should be flying straight, no delay 'Cause time takes from everyone And we're floating here Waiting for our wave to come Take us to the place Takin' us where we have gone Hear it ask me all the time Showin' up through ages "So what you doin' with your life?" Call it givin' up I'm just growin' up in stages (Lay down no more) Livin' life in phases Another season changes And still my ways are aimless, I know We're growin' up in stages And I'm runnin' out of pages Growin' up I should be flying straight, don't be late 'Cause time waits for no one I should be flying straight, don't be late 'Cause time takes from everyone