GATTI - JACKBOYS & Travis Scott

Hard to the fight the temptation When you know That you everybody's favorite Know that's my type Thought you knew Pretty face with a fat ass And tattoos Know you ring me up Know you hit my line But I been doing better things with my time And I been doing anything to clear my mind They don't understand it They ain't in the light Now everybody's watchin' Everybody got opinions 'Til you in this position No, don't tell me how I'm feeling Know just what these bitches like Yeah that money make a difference huh? Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oooo Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oooo Say she don't wanna deal I fucked her trust up 'Cause she say I only love her When I'm fucked up But I can't blame her I can't save her I don't want your love Always the same conversations I done had enough Too many shots I show you all my intentions Know I get toxic, call you all type of bitches When it's all said and done I hope you forgive me I Pour out my feelings when I'm filled with that liquor And I been going through these changes I tell the truth you hate to face it In competition with all this temptation I only love em' on these lit occasions Know you ring me up Know you hit my line But I been doing better things with my time And I been doing anything to clear my mind Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oooo Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oooo

When it's me, you know, got 'em pissed off Wondering why I'm never pickin' up my phone (oh) Where would I be if not laid up with you? No, this ain't the type of shit I be on I be on moves But I'm caught up in your love Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah But I'm caught up in your love Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah (Drug, yeah, yeah) (I miss you) (I tried calling you three times) (Um, I love you) (I will never ever go, no) Never been a home body But I'd stay at home for your body Wakin' up to sex and makin' breakfast Postin' on the 'gram, these bitches jealous Where would I be if not laid up with you? No, this ain't the type of shit I be on I be on moves But I'm caught up in your love Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah But I'm caught up in your love Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah

Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo If you disrespect the dope... Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope Step into my world where we get ghost, cause in my mind we float Everytime we step into 1oak, they tweaking off the coke Fuck I'm out my mind, I'm burning bread so much lets have a toast My niggas and momma know that if I wasn't here, nigga I'd be dead Now I'm in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling 'Member when I never ever made shit? Now me and my niggas rocking chains and whipping slave ships Now who the slave bitch? Straight from the lair or Himalayas I got more keys than the mayor, let's have a prayer So devine, I put my pager, I hit her later Dawn to dusk I'm trying to get made, I been up for days Damn I'll never popped another pill, man that shit is real Girl you know you fucking with La Flame, you know you know the drill I reach to the heavens, lord forgive me I sin May La Flame live forever, and always bring them in God, niggas can't fuck with me I've got a bunch of bitches tryna fuck with me I'm unsociable with like most of them Cause I don't socialize with them suckers, man Lyrically I will demolish This is the nail in the coffin, niggas is soft Niggas remind me of nails at a spa so under-polished, novices They barkin' up the wrong tree (double M) Trust me if you with me then you goin' H I got them sweatin' like these bitches herein all day And I'm off Atlantic, 2-1 rob 'em, bumbaclot, nigga Not a P-O-K, I'm out for the VS Get lifted, few zips like a c-check Use piff, short words for the loose girls All mine's re-up, y'all regret Don't worry 'bout my team, my team is set Don't worry 'bout T, it's in depth When it come to the ma'fuckin' c-notes We starters, it's the ma'fuckin' glee club, goddamn La Flame, don't play no games These niggas is lames This niggas ain't lords, we the new lords (Mercy me, oh, mercy me) (Mercy me, oh, mercy me) (Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? They give me, they give me love, they love the Scott They love how the disc rock, they lovin' the Jac' No Wi-Fi, we hot spottin', connected the block Rollin' through the club, we feelin' the love Iller than my trees, they jockin' my steeze, please Five hundred degrees, nigga, who hotter than me? (Bitches, yeah) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time They love me, they love me, love to show me love (Love) They love me, love me, love me, yeah, they love me long time They love me, they love me, love to show me love (Love) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Come and kick back with us This a new religion, come and have mass with us Tell me, have you made love to a bachelor? Turnin' bad city, used to grow up in the backwoods Come take a ride with the real, it's the last of us We gon' make them Vogue bitches turn racheter First task, now look, you used to laugh at us Pass the Actavis 'cause a nigga past passivist Imagine my world of misogyny Nigga, fuck a, fuck a monogamy Got her head tipped over the driver's seat Meet me, don't go tell my mama 'bout this, baby, hold up We gon' own the summer Never, never stressin', no, we always hit the numbers Cuzzo always stressin', always cuffin' different numbers Know we tired of makin' shit, you know the streets don't make diplomas Drunk somethin', tryna find my keys I find myself lookin' down at the stars, the bees The stars align, remember when it was Ramadan I try a line, might try some crime, might try to dime But now it's time, baby, now it's time Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na, get the love and they givin' it up, like I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Time, time) I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) I get it, I get it, I get it, love They love me, they love me, love me long time (Long time, long time) Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? Y'all feel, y'all feel like that? It's on fire toni— The night is too young and the love in the air hit me Follow all the vibes up in every city Gamble with your life, thinkin' 'bout it [?] home with you tonight, you don't want it with him We raise our glasses, the madness The tiny waist, the asses, dance in the trances Baby said she ready and we 'bout to find out Don't be mad that your girl a fine dime, we get it Livin' live, Richard Pryor on a mission And they lookin' like they know, but they didn't Let me slip into my mode, little [?] Smokin' plenty with Tequila, baby Members of the rage run 'way with it Fashion week in Paris, front row with it Diamonds always dancin', no bullshit They see a Black god on the job, yeah, I'm so winnin'