बदन है आलीशान बड़ा करे है परेशान बड़ा है तू भी किसी ज़िद पे अड़ी हाँ, मैं भी किसी ज़िद पे अड़ा तेरी नज़र जिगर पे यूँ चली (हाँ?) तन-बदन में मची खलबली (wow!) Baby, तू है बिल्कुल मेरा type जब होता हूँ मैं साथ तेरे, baby Issa vibe, issa vibe, issa vibe Issa vibe, issa vibe Issa vibe, issa vibe, oh-oh Issa vibe, issa vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah कुछ तेरी होती हैं, कुछ मेरी होती हैं बातें, मेरी जान, ਬਥੇਰੀ होती हैं आँखों-आँखों में काँड हो जाता है चश्मा हटाने की देरी होती है हाय नी, तेरे नख़रे, you're such a diva तुझे handle नहीं कर सकता कोई मेरे सिवा Playlist में Bad Bunny, BTS, Bieber हर रात beer पीनी है तुझे Kibba Baby, तू है शमा, मैं परवाना Shah Rukh नहीं, लेकिन मैं हूँ दीवाना Dolce तू मेरी, baby, मैं तेरा Gabbana Rap छोड़ा तेरे लिए, गाने लगा गाना Issa vibe, issa vibe Oh, yeah, yeah-yeah Issa vibe, issa vibe Issa vibe, issa vibe टोपी है तिरछी तेरी तिरछी ही बातें हैं तू क्या पटाएगा हम ख़ुद ही पट जाते हैं मोरे सय्याँ जी, सय्याँ जी गोते लगाऊँ जैसे नय्या, जी सय्याँ, जब तू पास में आके माहौल बनाए Issa vibe, issa vibe Issa vibe, issa vibe It's your boy, Badshah Issa vibe, issa vibe Issa vibe, issa vibe

Don't you see ya head noddin' Issa vibe, issa vibe We on top On the rise We don't stop That's a crime You don't love us You won't eat You a swine You a swine Ain't no haters on my team You got beef We got time You are a hater I make hits like I'm Barry Bonds My pen is legit No need for corrections cause my answers never wrong Get off my live If you never shared my song I'm all the way up, up, up No need for the heroine Uh Yeah Hold up I say a prayer to God This beat got the spirit in it You would think that it's the Pentecost And frying rappers like it's Wing Stop Double dipped with the extra sauce Never MIA like it's Lebanon I'm here to stay, and I'll never stop Don't you see ya head noddin' Issa vibe, issa vibe We on top We on rise We don't stop That's a crime They don't love us You won't eat You a swine You a swine Ain't no haters on my team You got beef We got time, yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Why yo head never bob This bass is so deep Like his wife's Loretta Scott I remember my brothers was sharing socks Now we make sure that the Mclaeren knocks Hold up Wait Your favorite rapper Who you swear is bomb Give me six months And I'll be at Madison Square with um Shout outs to Trae (Young) I will embarrass 'em Cause what I'm bringing is superior It's the beginning But I'm next to POP Don't you see ya head noddin' It's a vibe, its a vibe We on top We on the rise We don't stop That's a crime Y'all don't love us They won't eat You a swine You a swine Ain't no haters on my team You got beef We got- Yeah New car new house Praise Him Didn't even post it on the gram What's personal ain't for your entertainment There's a reason you ain't really seen my face And no I owe no one an explanation Just understand my circle rearranged And you ain't make the cut I gotta family building around me is taking us places up Last thing I need is an energy focused on what's not a God And you ain't gon' break us up Meantime you can keep up with me on yo radio stations Cause that's where they playin' on Go on Facebook and IG and read my lil quotes I be putting For sumn inspirational Deep breath Still killing' these tracks, no sow-in Took a lil break just to win the award for best comeback Tell you, I been like Jordan I been in the lab bout to drop a lil tape Go perform at the shows, and do some radio touring Worried bout me, well Like, Share, Comment And show up to my shows, boy its free to support me Rickie B. from the Norf I had to do it to 'em Vegas what up And I'm gone I see ya head noddin' Issa Vibe Issa Vibe Throw yo hands in the sky Wave 'em high Wave 'em high Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Wave 'em high Wave 'em high Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Wave 'em high Wave 'em You know what time it is You know what time is is You know what time is is

(Rico's goin' crazy again) boom (Gotcha) Uh, huh, yeah Why he actin' tough? Make me wanna clutch (make me wanna clutch) All 'em niggas sus (all 'em niggas sus), yeah (yeah) I don't wanna talk, tell me when it's up (I don't wanna talk, tell me when it's up) Yeah, you don't gotta call, you done said enough (you done said enough, lil' nigga) Yeah, niggas goin' viral, e'rythin' I touch (brrt-baow) You don't wanna play, I be playin' rough, she don't wanna fuck, she gon' set him up Someone heard a gun, she gon' get a rush, sayin' that it's love, but I know it's lust (but I know it's lust) Huh (yeah), everythin' on go, everythin' I want (everythin' on go, everythin' I want) 'Cause every time it's lit, I be in the front (Them niggas is mad, I'm always the reason) but the gangstas know I'm one of the demons Mission and Fivi', I couldn't believe it, if you ain't dead, then we ain't even If it ain't happen, then he ain't mean it (yeah), send me the addy, I'm fiendin' Send me a baddy, I breed it (look), if I feel like I'm lackin', I'm leavin' (yeah, huh) Yeah, they know that I'm team playin' They hearin' my song on the radio so much, niggas thinkin' I'm DJing And I be just showin' 'em love, but it's never gon' matter 'cause niggas gon' keep hatin' Shoutout to the fans that's waitin' for Fivi' to drop, I keep tellin' 'em, "Be patient" I tell her anythin' off of these meds, like, "Shoot yourself in the head I'ma still kiss yo' ass when you dead", look, yeah, look, I walk in the club like, "Give me the bread" Yeah, I don't talk too much 'cause niggas is feds Why he actin' tough? Make me wanna clutch (make me wanna clutch) All 'em niggas sus (all 'em niggas sus), yeah (yeah) I don't wanna talk, tell me when it's up (I don't wanna talk, tell me when it's up) Yeah, you don't gotta call, you done said enough (you done said enough, lil' nigga) Yeah, niggas goin' viral, everythin' I touch (brrt-baow) You don't wanna play, I be playin' rough, she don't wanna fuck, she gon' set him up Someone heard a gun, she gon' get a rush, sayin' that it's love, but I know it's lust (but I know it's lust) Huh (yeah), everythin' on go, everythin' I want (everythin' on go, everythin' I want) 'Cause every time it's lit, I be in the front

Huh Let me tell a little sad story about this young boy Grew up, no pops in the crib That nigga momma workin' So she couldn't really show him no love when he was a kid (AyoAA) He didn't even mean to do that incident He was only 18 when he got caught that bid He in and out of jail, he ain't know how to move He ain't know how to fight, he ain't know how to lose He walked in the spot (spot) They told him, "Strip, cough, squat" (uh) The C.O. just told him that this is procedure But he knew in his mind that he was doin' a lot (uh) He had to figure it out and then learn all the rules And then follow them, like it or not He caught a new charge 'cause he had a little weed Tryna sneak this shit in, it was right in his sock (ha-ha) They had him intake for like a week They hate his guts, they think he killed police They made it super cold with the AC They ain't give him no blanket, they ain't give him no sheets They put him in a cell with a dirty ass sink He couldn't think, he couldn't sleep They gave him no soap to wash his ass They ain't give him no toothpaste to brush his teeth, look He ain't know why they keep botherin' him He was kinda scared, ain't wanna argue with him Pacin' back and forth, they keep on followin' him Couldn't take it no more, and he finally hit him (yeah, look) The C.O. done hit the button And they come and they helpin' him and run in and crack his ass He just took a beatin' and unleashed the demon He lookin' to grillin' and actin' bad He ain't never been locked up before, but he made up his mind He like, "Fuck it, if this how it start" They couldn't count him out 'Cause anybody who know lil' homie, know lil' homie got heart He gon' adapt to his habitat, even if his habitat get dark (uh) He was a lil' fish when he jumped in the water And then he grew into a shark (then he grew into a shark) Two years later (uh), nine fights in, he found his religion He started workin' out, takin' food, soups and respect 'cause this shit wasn't given He wanted more for his life, he was sittin' in jail every night And his life wasn't hittin' (life wasn't hittin') And his life wasn't hittin' (his life wasn't hittin') And his life wasn't, look (nah) Two years, he fought the case, and he ain't worry 'bout it In his mind, he knew he ain't losin' He got a paid lawyer, that's a good lawyer And that lawyer do know what he doin' They wanna take it to trial, so he take it to trial But that little nigga goin' through it (huh) He was just holdin' it down for his man's 'Cause he wasn't the one that was doin' the shootin' (bow) He didn't cop out to this damn lie Call home and found out his man died He looked up to the sky like, "Damn, why?" 'Cause he's locked in the cell, and he can't slide All hell break loose when that man cry You can see the demon in his damn eyes That nigga a vampire, hah (baow!) If he want you dead, then it's verified (baow!) And he went back in his cell and he thought to himself like, "Damn, I feel a lil' stupid" He got a big gun in the crib, but he's stuck in the jam, and he can't even use it He want a re-trial and take back everything that he said 'cause he know he ain't do it Lil' homie a real nigga, he done made a decision already and he stickin' to it (uh, woo) Yeah, huh, he stickin' to it, uh Yeah, huh, huh Yeah, uh Fivi, back, look

AXL Yeah I'ma give it to 'em like that It's Fivie You know the vibes Fuck niggas, grr Free Sosa, woah Yo, El Guapo In the spot, I'm jacked Perc' head You know the vibes Grr, big GDK shit (Big facts) Bow (it's Fivie), bow (Divin' in) Hold on, look (Yeah) Big drip (Big drip) I fell in love with a lit bitch (Ayy) Crip shit (Ayy) She wanna suck on a lit dick (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Couple bitches I get lit with Couple bitches I get lit with I been spinned I give a fuck who you bent with (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Bow, they lovin' the style (They lovin' the style) Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down Grr, grr, bow, bow (Bow) Grr (Grr), grr, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Bitch) Bitch, I'm on demon time Straight forward, I don't need a line (I don't) Ice in the watch just to freeze the time (I did) I brought it with me, I ain't leaving mine Bow, bow, I brought it with me, I ain't leaving mines (Bitch) Shooter with me I give a fuck if you coolin' with me You say you ain't GDK (What?) What the fuck is you doin' with me? Hold on, Yeezy's I need the money, I'm greedy (Ayy) The bitch told me that she need me (Ayy) Fivi, I don't like the way you treat me (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Figis, I'm givin' nothin' but figis (I'm givin' nothin' but figis) We met in person, now he believe me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch) Free Sosa, he a demon (Ayy) Geeked up, geekin' (Ayy) We winnin', we on defense (Ayy) She let me fuck on the weekend (Ayy, ayy) Shawty a baddie (Baddie) She try to add me (You cannot add me) She cannot have me (No) Lil' mami, I'm married (Lil' mami, I'm married) If you keep a secret We could all be happy (What?) You could post a picture But you better not tag me (Wetter not tag me, lil' bitch) Winning Looking for 'em, spinning (Ayy) Demons with me, sinning (Ayy) Bust it up, walk away grinning (Grraow, grraow) Winning Looking for 'em, spinning (Spinning) Demons with me, sinning (Sinning) Bust it up, walk away grinning (Bow, bow, bow, bow) Big drip (Big drip) I fell in love with a lit bitch (Ayy) Crip shit (Ayy) She wanna suck on a lit dick (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Couple bitches I get lit with Couple bitches I get lit with I been spinned I give a fuck who you bent with (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Bow, they lovin' the style (They lovin' the style) Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down Grr, grr, bow Grr, grr, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow (Yeah)

Ambition (ayy) They gon' love me for my ambition (lil' bitch, ayy), oh (baow) For that ambition (you know the vibes) They owe somethin' (this is a Melo beat) Give it to him, lil' bitch (know the vibes) Traphouse Mob (Henny, Perc', lil' bitch) You can have the vibe, you know what I'm sayin'? (Dope) And look me and my eyes too, though Make me take note (baow, gangstas in the spot, Fivi) Okay, yeah (baddies, ayy) They gon' love me for my ambition (ayy), man, listen (man, listen) Did a show and had the fiends trippin' (ayy, ayy, ayy) Open the door and let my man get in (baow) They started this, but they always wanna go play the damn victim (ayy) We seen him, I hope his man with him (hope his man with him) Uh, you a thot if you gon' stand with 'em (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) It's Fivio Foreign, I ain't even scared of nann, nigga (nah, nah, nah) Ain't no fear in him (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah) You say it's smoke, just know we airin' shit (nah) Bodies droppin', youngins reckless They don't care and shit (grr, grr) Growin' up was skippin' school, avoid my parents and (nah) Always drippy 'cause we cared about appearances (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) VVS's on my body, you can stare at shit (ayy) See me ridin' in that foreign, that McLaren shit (skrrt) Lately ain't nobody try, but I been darin' shit (baow) 'Fore some stupid nigga try Just know I'm flarin' shit (look, ayy, baow) Pay attention it's demons (demons), shooter with me fiendin' Let me chill (baow, baow) You gon' know when you see him, lil' bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Tito pipe drivin', it was speedin' (skrrt) All these Percocets, static Fivi, you're a demon (you're a demon) Sippin' on this Wock, got me leanin' (got me leanin') Fuck a thot, got her creamin' (got her creamin') Then I told her gimme mop, gave her semen (semen) She gon' do the whole gang like a demon (demon) All my niggas shotta and we with that (and we with that) Lotta violence homie, we don't do the chit-chat (ayy, ayy) I got my .40 cal on me, it push your wig back (grr, baow, baow) Fuck around, the bodies dropping That's the big facts (look, ayy, look, look) Shooter find the target, he don't miss that (he don't miss that) Glock .40, rubber grip, two-tone, mix and match (ayy, ayy) The bitches wanna leave 'cause your shit wack (shit wack) She always askin', "Where the Lyft at?" (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) I know how she like it, I'm a psychic (I'm a psychic, uh) She like, "Fivi you so excitin'" (she like, "Fivi you so excitin'" ayy, ayy) Every time he saw me, he was frightened (ayy) I'm a demon and a viking (ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, baow) Yeah, I'm SB (SB) Really menace, it get filthy, don't you test me (test me) Fuck that cappin' in your song, it don't impress me (don't impress me) I be really in the field, they tryna 'rest me (arrest me) It's my season, it's the best me (best me) Ridin' dirty, scared no police, they can't catch me (catch me) Rollie righty, AP leftie (baow) Diamonds drippin' on my body, they can't wet me (baow, baow) No security, I'm movin', they respect me (ayy) Catch a bullet, the first nigga try to deck me (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Uh, these niggas nothin' but clowns, ayy Baow, know the vibes lil' bitch Fuck around, get in tune Ayy, Fivio Foreign Baow Ayy, ayy, yeah

New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy (what?) on this heart of mine (yeah, look, huh) Nigga, this my shit Welcome to the city of Gods (what?) Pop was the king of New York Now I'm the nigga in charge Only the drillers, the city is ours We found out the opps and we pick 'em apart I give 'em my time so I give 'em my heart If the city love me, then I'm really a star (what?) New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another New York City, please go easy on me Yeah, look, this is the city of money and violence Everything we do is gon' come with a challenge Every bitch you fuck is gon' come with a balance (what?) Every shooter with me is coming in silence (what?) And you niggas better pick a side (better pick a side) You niggas side hoppin' (you niggas side hoppin') If I want 'em to not let you come into the city, it's my option (baow) This is the home of the fly shoppin' (yeah) This where the bitches gon' watch pockets (yeah) When I'm on TV, I gotta look good 'Cause I know the whole block watchin' If you chill with the opps, we is not vibin' If I see 'em in person, we Fox 5 'em Yeah, the police is on us, we not stoppin' (Yeah, the police is on us, we not stoppin', nah) This is the town of the big drip (big drip), smooth talk (smooth talk, ha) Milly Rock (Milly Rock), Shmoney Dance (Shmoney Dance), Woo Walk (Woo) You will not survive being too soft (no) Been a long time, we took a new loss (no) Shooters shootin' 'til we got a new corpse (baow) If we stop then we lettin' it cool off (baow, boom) New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another New York City, please go easy on me We went off the grid (what?) We ain't watch the throne, we took it We went viral on 'em, they lookin' It's a Sunday Service in Brooklyn (what?) It's the city that come with the lights I'm with the drillers that come with the night They ain't do four years in college But they'll do 25 to life We make money every night (what?) Never too big of a price (what?) After I buy the Chicago Bulls (what?) I'ma go link with Mike (what?) And if I let 'em have my wife, niggas should thank me With this Balenciaga and Balenci' boots and a new blue Yankee This is Ye, I'm so focused, throw on a mask, no COVID I'ma turn your life to a meme, let Justin LaBoy post it You got an album? Postpone it I drop two and they both going I got a feeling they in they feelings They filmin' a show, but won't show it You gotta watch me in slow motion, I'm in that wide-body Benz I go back to college, do an album, and then drop out again Took me a minute to get here, my vision is crystal clear Ayy, Fivi', excuse me, but this the feature of the year I feel like Sinatra in these streets Me and Drizzy, we at peace This the backpack with the Polo and the first Jesus piece I'm from the Chi' but I'm always New York In the city, they treat me like Jesus is walkin' I been through the pain and all of the torment I'm sayin' His name, I make that important (what?) Now it's time to give 'em hell Ask my staff, I pay 'em well This afternoon, a hundred goons pullin' up to SNL (what?) When I pull up, it's dead on arrival They act like they love you, they don't even like you They throw a party, won't even invite you I seen the same thing happen to Michael You black and you rich, they saying you psycho (what?) It's like a cycle If you text me anything hype You better text back and say it's a typo The city of Gods, no city is like you This the new New York, Ye is the GOAT Fivi' is viral and this is the B.I.B.L.E (what?) New York City, please go easy on me tonight (what the fuck? The fuck?) (What the fuck?) New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another New York City, please go easy on me Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy Don't leave me, go easy, go easy, go easy New York City, please go easy on me