Ay, red lights on in the boulevard That means business Throw up in this bitch, I might Corny bitches make me sick I might throw up in this bitch, throw up in this bitch Gunna Made man like Joe Pesci I need Deniro or I'll Rob her I had to skate Wayne Gretzky Called an Uber helicopter Bought a pound from a rasta Bought the yayo from Miguel, though Award shows need an Oscar They need my merchandise on Melrose David Bowie of my generation Kill them all we violent with no hesitation Came from public education Ramen noodles with the bacon I was working at Chipotle, I was finna have a baby Went from stealing out of Walmart to president of operations Dub was working at the steel shop Slim was working off of 1st block We still roll together every day Except we might be on a private plane Why would you ever come from nothing And not do whatever the fuck you wanted? They be asking why I'm such a legend I took so much acid, I be forgetting I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god I'm on the roof of the party Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous Still dirty Chuck Taylors, still hanging with gangstas The type to put the red beam on you, I ain't talk about a laser We the golden squad, we the golden squad Double X, we the hardest Me, Dub-O, Mercy Marty Should've never got us started Motherfucker, I'm retarded Do you know how I'm regarded? King of underground, King of Cleveland town King of marijuana gardens I can't stop myself from coughing Four thousand dollar bong rip Custom made for the new house Can't believe I never had shit 2012 was a good year, 2017 too lit 20/20 vision, see the future Looks like the crown do fit I am king of this new shit, 7 rings and a pool stick 8 ball, let sway roll, rockstars don't say no This beat so flame, though, I forgot to say my name, though Bitch, I'm G-U-double N-A, Gunna Never like my mother, fighter, not a lover Man, I'm wildin' every summer I ain't like my daddy, he religious I'm with bitches burning rubber I'm a desperado, whiskey bottles, .38 bang, bang, bang Models be on the same thang, thang EST, that's the gang, gang, gang I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god I'm on the roof of the party Bitch, I thought it was a drought Bitch, I thought you had the clout I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god I'm on the roof of the party Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous Still all the way dangerous

God save me, I'm fucked up (yeah) Ignoring my problems You die, you're iconic More plaques for their office 16 years old kicked out the home 16 years old out on the street Can't reconcile both my parents are gone I wanna talk to my dad but rest in peace Last month took a gun in the room alone Last month almost blew my head off She screamed and I never put down the phone I gotta be somewhere please hang up Now smile for the camera Breakups are entertaining My mental imbalance Mixed with the drugs create me It's a good night, it's a good night to be high Sober again, sober again, it's a lie Therapy said, therapy said, that I might Do it again, do it again and die I'm a lost boy, I'm a lost boy She's a goth girl, she's a pop girl I know a one way, I know a one way To a lost world, to a lost world Spaceships in the sky we are not alone I went out to the desert and I saw the lights Say "hi" 'cause the government's tapped the phone Fuck cops, read me my Miranda rights Poison the brain follow along They'll make the rules for no reason Run away, go find where you belong And don't tell no one you're leaving Now, smile for the camera Breakdowns are entertaining My mental imbalance Mixed with the drugs create me It's a good night, it's a good night to be high Sober again, sober again, it's a lie Therapy said, therapy said, that I might Do it again, do it again and die I'm a lost boy, I'm a lost boy She's a goth girl, she's a pop girl I know a one way, I know a one way To a lost world, to a lost world La-da-da, la-da-da-da (La-da-da, la-da-da-da) La-da-da, la-da-da-da (La-da-da, la-da-da) I'm a lost boy, I'm a lost boy She's a goth girl, she's a pop girl I know a one way, I know a one way To a lost world, to a lost world God save me, I'm fucked up, uh God save me, I'm fucked up

Pick up the phone (I'm sorry, but the person you have called is unavailable) Pick up the phone Woman pick up your phone Ohh, yeah (I'm sorry, but the person you have called is unavailable) chuh (Please leave a message after the tone) talk to her Govana Answer my text and my calls please Toss and ah turn cah me can't sleep (can't sleep) Did ah try, but me can't do it How me fi live without mi heartbeat? My room still smell like your perfume Have me ah gaze outside pon di palm trees Me I fit reach for my car keys Cah me haffi find you cah me wan you fi Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story So call me, baby Without a queen, what's a King to a palace? (Chuh) You're even more than a queen, you're a goddess You make me change my life, me ah be honest Charge me fi you love, place me under arrest Baby girl, you complete me Sorry seh me never did deh when you need me And me know nothin' good nuh come cheaply Me ah go change all me ways, girl you need fi Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story (yeah) So call me, baby Hey, pick up your phone (pick up) Number nuh change ah di same one you know Hope you nuh change when you out and ah roam Me love you, but me a no girl clown (girl clown) And love is not a circus (uh) And my heart ah nuh nothin' fi you hurt up (no) Fi ah call and nuh get you, get me nervous So why don't you? (Girl just) Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story (yeah) So call me, baby Pick up, pick-pick up (Girl you need for you to) pick up Woman pick up your phone Answer my text and my calls, please (I'm sorry, but the person you have called is unavailable) Why don't you, girl just Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story So call me, baby

(Yow) (One) One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg Yow Things get strange as you get bigger Put yuh trust inna people yuh dead quicker (yeah) Me and mi dawgs dem alone deh pon di location Suh how mi enemies a get picha If mi run a program and buss yuh head Bet seh di wul place call mi fren killa (hmm) But if mi gi' dah pussy yah di chance fi him ketch mi off guard Him buss mi head pon mi bed pilla, so... Mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi (no) Mi nuh know a when dem aguh tun pon mi (no) Nuff a dem pussy yah a run parri Come round fi di whites and di Campari Mi seh mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi (neva) Not even if mi madda an' mi son call mi Two a wi a 'tep it from wi young parri Fi likkle pussy is a pussy dawg tun pon mi Wi used to fire one rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg One rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg Coulda neva be a snitch Coulda neva sell mi killa fi a bitch (yuh mad?) Yuh dead to mi from yuh switch (dead) Buss yuh head, fling him inna ditch (now) Wi a par from bulla and biscuit (yeah) Now a bey pink tip inna di Zig clip (clup) Dawg sell him bredda fi a rich bitch Real top killa tun witness (Jah-Jah) Suh, mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi Mi nuh know a when dem aguh tun pon mi Nuff a dem pussy yah a rum parri (rum parri) Come round fi di whites and di Campari (Campari) Mi seh mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi (neva) Not even if mi madda an' mi son call mi Two a wi a 'tep it from wi young parri Fi likkle pussy is a pussy dawg tun pon mi Wi used to fire one rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg One rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh Coulda neva be rat (no) Try dat a Bobby Lane and dem neva see yuh back (neva) Strike Force, 4th Genna till mi drop (yeah) Start war wid mi bredda, me a knock (clup-clup) A coulda Jericho yuh live, wi nuh business (yeah) Yuh haffi get it from yuh pop up pon di hit list (now) Dawg sell him bredda fi a rich bitch (wah?) Real top killa tun witness Suh, mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi Mi nuh know a when dem aguh tun pon mi Nuff a dem pussy yah a rum parri Come round fi di whites and di Campari Mi seh mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi Not even if mi madda an' mi son call mi Two a wi a 'tep it from wi young parri Fi likkle pussy is a pussy dawg tun pon mi Wi used to fire one rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg One rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg Chemist Records

Quantanium Let mi switch it up a little fi dem Who's that? Govi Govi in the city again (Hehe) Genna Genna yeah yuh did it again Every gyal waa mi squeeze up them titty fi dem (Lord) Gyal a bubble and her body a bad She a try make sure seh she see mi again (Yeah) Bad gyal and she me haffi keep, 'cause Every single week she wanna bring me a friend Me love all girls (Hey) Short girls and tall girls (Ha) Indian with the short curls I didn't mean to touch yuh friend, it's just a small world So mi give her Hennessy just to calm nerves Gyal a seh she want fi have mi like a hors d'oeuvre Waitress are you ready for the orders? We in the club tonight, a rub a dub tonight Me love di vibes Tonight we getting crunked up And if you loving tonight then put you cups up (Hey) Me seh di thugs and di funds up Do what di hell we like, so just shut up (Shut up, whoa) Tonight we getting crunked up And if yuh happy tonight then put yuh cups up (Hey) Me seh di girls and di funds up (Yeah) Do what di hell me want, so just shut up (Shut up man) Jobs lane yo Them know we nuh ramp about And mi gyal dem haffi pretty like mi bank account (Yeah) Strike force yeh the monsters out See how them stop bad from them don drop out? (Haha) Genna Genna, response for South And a bwoy can't fling thump in a gangster mouth, breezy Never smell like mi grandpa goat When mi touch inna the street, every gyal bruk out Hey shawty, are you ready to go party? (Yeah) Roll out the Benz and the Audi With bare rich gyal like Cardi Mi money nuff suh I can do this all day Champagne, Hennessy and Bacardi Big spliff just call mi Bob Marley We in di club tonight, a rub a dub tonight Me love di vibes Tonight we getting crunked up And if you loving tonight then put you cups up (Hey) Me seh di thugs and di funds up Do what di hell we like, so just shut up (Shut up, whoa) Tonight we getting crunked up And if yuh happy tonight then put yuh cups up (Hey) Me seh di girls and di funds up (Yeah) Do what di hell me want, so just shut up (Whoa) Genna Genna, yeah you did it again Quantanium, you did it again Yeah, did it again Genna Genna, yeah you did it again Quantanium, you did it again Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah (Oh yeah), oh yeah (Oh yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Tonight we getting crunked up Crunked up Crunked up, big up the gyal dem, weh love Genna Genna, me seh Yo humans and monsters aren't the same Know that, Bruko, up deh, yeah