Young Swirv My hands so dirty from counting this cash, I need to sanitize it (I need to clean it) I came and fucked the rap game up, they say I vandalized it (something like graffiti) I had to show a nigga last night (how?), still got some gun powder on me (right now) Still got some Actavis on me (right now), still got some packages on me Give me some Za, Perc's, drank (wow) Lambo' starburst paint (wow) Say they 'on't fuck with me, that's 'cause they can't (nah) And I'm not acting like nothing I ain't (nah) She let me smash 'fore she had my number Top-notch bitches on my bumper I'm in their pocket, they ass in trouble Got a new plug, still'll flood your neighborhood with the trouble Told the label, "Fuck a budget, what budget?" I don't fuck with rappers, they too buddy-buddy Real estate, now my money making money Know it taste good if you see me puffing Sold dope, I did it 'fore I met Puffy I ain't gave her nothing, got the bitch huffing Had to tell her what we do ain't for the public (period) Next subject (talk to 'em) Niggas watch my every move, if you wanna be me, just say that (say that) Know I like her head, she got straight in the car and told me, "Lay back" (ugh) They want the scrape for that exotic, if it's him, I pay that (zaza) Say she dumb but this bitch toxic, she gon' make her way back You looking, wanna fuck? Just say that Push me, watch how I scoot your face back (bah) I'm a giver, I been getting it, I know they can't take that (certi) Rather fall back 'fore I fall off, 'cause of them I stamped it (lost) No, lil' bro don't stand on bidness, if it's up, just say that I treat how I'm moving like chess, place it back and watch the board (look) You can't say you smoking your opp if you wasn't responsible for it You can't name a hoe that cut me off or put me on (I'll wait) I recommend you keep off from 'round me, 'fore I fuck up your homeboy I can have any bitch I got liking for Made her kiss her friend, I saw the dyke in her (mwah) We got open and she did all type of stuff I was stroking and slipped my thumb in her butt (ugh, ha, ugh) You know I'm fucked up, they eat it up when I set a trend (facts) All of my niggas get money (gang) It ain't no telling what car that the shooters in (go) Niggas watch my every move, if you wanna be me, just say that (say that) Know I like her head, she got straight in the car and told me, "Lay back" (ugh) They want the scrape for that exotic, if it's him, I pay that (zaza) Say she dumb but this bitch toxic, she gon' make her way back You looking, wanna fuck? Just say that Push me, watch how I scoot your face back (bah) I'm a giver, I been getting it, I know they can't take that (certi') Rather fall back 'fore I fall off, 'cause of them, I stamped it (lost) No, lil' bro don't stand on bidness, if it's up, just say that

Ayy Sizzle I still don't know what to call it, haha I been fuckin' with this real little trill little ho We been like this for a minute 'cause she concealed with it though Told my bitch I cut her off but we still creepin' on the low She got an nigga, I got a bitch, but this y'all already know She be askin' what to call it, I'm like I still don't know He might question her 'bout niggas but he still won't know She gon' play him to the left (how?), like she coolin' with her friend Then I pull up like get in, in my baby mama's Benz Ooh, I'm foul foul (ooh ooh), I ain't shit (I ain't nothin') Hope she don't find out (out), she gon' clip (she gon' spazz, ooh) This shit getting serious (how?), her nigga gettin' on to us (damn) Message come through like she text, Don't know if it's him or her (what you do?) No reply, so he still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know It's confidential how we link, gotta keep it on the low Told my dog to get the room, he hit me back like it's a go This time just use a rubber bro, seven kids you don't need no more She pulled up naked, Looked so sexy when she took off the trenchcoat, ooh My bitch happened to drive by and just spot my car outside I can't put this on my nigga, she know every car I drive Now she callin', hittin' the line, let it ring, don't hit decline So I can play like I was sleep, that's a nigga's favorite line No reply, so she still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know I don't know No reply, so he still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know They say you caught (I'm like with who?), because I still don't know I'm in Dubai with my guys and some other nigga's ho And the blogs want to report me but they still don't know And my plug still support me so I still got coke I keep swappin' out these hoes, I can't make up my lil mind I don't know which one I like so I'm dividing up my time (What happened in Paris? I don't know) Man I still don't know You can fall in love and marry her but she still gon' go (damn) Had a crush on Mira (Mira), had a crush on Lira (Lira) Had a crush on that seven figures 'til I Touched that million (touched it, skrrt skrrt) Louis V, Supreme, Rari in Dubai (what the shit) What you tell your bitch when she ask who you with? No reply, so she still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know (I don't know) No reply, so he still don't know She like what is we doin', I'm like I still don't know Neither one of us slip up so our spouses can't trip up Hit me like when we gon' get up, I'm like I still don't know (I don't know)

(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga) I be tryna figure out like Why a motherfucker want you to be loyal to them? And they ain't loyal to you, I don't, I don't really get that Be tryna show love in private 'cause They done told people people they don't fuck with you in public and shit That shit be crazy I don't be understanding that shit, niggas be feeling Slick way about bitches and Come on man, if we ain't about no money, what we doin'? (Speak) I done overplayed my part They forgot about me, amnesia (it's cool though) I done hit yours, you done hit mine Why you still mad? We even (I ain't on that) The blogs put up anything (shit made up) And the crazy part they believe 'em (for goofers) Nigga caught a charge and got locked up Only reason dude still breathing (I swear) I never make a hoe feel like I can't do no better than her (who?) Heard that she got a new nigga, my bag the biggest She said he don't fuck how I fuck (haha) Bitch lied on God and her kids Threw me off, damn, that fucked up my trust I know a nigga a cross you to win Where you at with it? Yeah, I come from the bluff Lil' bro don't go through there spinning, can't do it myself (why) 'Cause my position, I'm peeping niggas in slick competition Really some bitches, sit down when they pissin' They get some fame off me if I mention But it's a shame on me if I did it I know you obsessed with me and I get it Stay in yo' lane and stay out my business (over there) Y'all running off with all these rumors and shit Quick and shit makin' assumptions Next thing you know you judgin' a nigga, damn What about the truth? It's two sides to this shit I've been that nigga I been lit, I been the shit Before I ever went public with a bitch Y'all just catching on late Speaking on my personal life My real life, talkin' 'bout how it's fake nigga You ain't me, you ain't in my shoes You ain't pay dues (speak) He ain't no gangsta, never did nothin' gangsta That's what they said (that what they hollerin') I done seen so many niggas end up dead 'cause they got misled (facts) Ain't got no time for no baby mouth ass nigga tryna get spoon-fed (nah) All that he say she say, code red Numb to it, brain-dead (don' wanna hear it) Without y'all, I wouldn't be shit Hope the haters hear me loud and clear (I'm making sure) Unc' told me, "A scary man a dead man, you can't live ya life in fear" So I'm taking risks (yeah) You can't get a fair bond last time I checked How them charges disappear (hold up) Lack of communication with my bitch (what?) Got her acting all insecure (mine) I come from the struggle like you did, nigga Why the fuck you tryna down me? (Huh) If I gotta coach a nigga on how to be real I don't need 'em around me (at all) You can't fix ya mouth to say I ain't fuck with ya At least one time Well two times, nah, three times Couldn't see the envy, I was too blind See they probably thought I was runnin' out Whole time I was holdin' back, shit a infinity clip I'm what's going on So I'm already knowin' my name gon' be in ya mouth but When you have them conversations Make sure you mention he gettin' six figures for a show 11 whips paid for, house sittin' on four acres Take care of his kids, treat all of 'em equally Momma put up, she can wiggle her toes at night peacefully Shit like that what I do it for, that's goals, nigga (speak) Hope for the best, prepare for the worse However it come, just know that I'm ready (that's it) You know a lie, don't give a fuck who tell it (uh) I know they mad, but they never admit it (who?) It be your own people (blood) They gon' try to take advantage of you if you let 'em They get a thrill off turnin' you down But never gossip but how you help 'em I heard it's niggas out here wanna touch me But I can't tell, I be where they at Watch you draw the line, so stay over there Don't come 'round the gang, don't throw up the set You not what I rep Why do some shit you gone regret? (Answer that) Think smart with it, this shit chess (ha) Just 'cause y'all related, don't mean nothin' Niggas Unc' ice about they check (hey Meech) All that, "You love me", shit ain't genuine I felt the vibe when I walked in Shit slick, hurt me thinkin' you solid then I saw you bend Even after they true colors show, kept it real on my end That wasn't my beef at first, I made it mine 'Cause me and bruh locked-in (for life and after) When I say we la familia, we la familia, we locked in for life Shit, loyalty over love We gon' keep it real first Like you not gon' see me fucking with my nigga opp I don't give a fuck if I knew, his opp longer than him Niggas'll hate you so much, they can know yo' opp a rat And still hang with 'em Don't that make them the same nigga? Shit, let me know I need clarification What part of the game is that? See, I know what need to be done Nigga need to start pullin', straight up checking these niggas These niggas can't stand no pressure You ain't gotta feel how I'm comin' where I'm comin' from If pain was a person 'Bagg

BJ on the beat, boy Why the temperature say 80 degrees And I'm the only one fuckin' cold in here? Maybe 'cause you're the only one with all these goddamn chains on You think? (Goddamn, BJ with another) 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Take a dub, get some 'woods from the store Actin' tough, put some wood on a hoe Plenty lumber, we be ridin' like some hunters In the jungle, in the neck of the woods with my bros Ask Patrol, I ain't never gon' fold When they go down, we gon' see who gon' froze And my chain on freeze Don't correct the way I speak, if I ain't fuckin' up my count Ayy, why you watching what I'm doin'? She took shots and won over Top I'm on a lap, but won't go overboard I'm feelin' her, she feelin' Lil Top He want someone else every time I get bored I'ma sin like I'm 'Sace, he play all the chords If you call out for help, I'll never ignore it Any diamond you want, I got caked up for it Wake up chasin' that money, we makin' up for it, yeah They wan' ride with the slime (Let's go) Ride with the, ride with the, ride with the slime She gon' take all the time for her to play with my mind She tryna fuck up my grind, ain't no way that nigga slime, ooh 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Car go, from a push of a button Gun go, from a look all of sudden I got money steady comin' as I'm spendin' every hundred Dead man by the bundle, you can join if you wanna Why she dissin' on a nigga? I ain't stuntin' on a hoe I got money, I said, I can transform any hoe Make a bitch 4K Trey, I'ma learn me a hoe Cut the grass for the snakes 'til the lawn motor blow 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans For whoever tryna follow me (For whoever tryna follow me) In a safe location, close to sea (In a safe location, close to sea) Hidin' out on the beach, no, literally (Hidin' out on the beach, no, literally) Away from the drama It's just me and me and my 5th baby mama (5th baby mama) You don't want no problems Got that .45 up this bitch, that motor-stopper (That what Herm call it) They took red off the market, got six in the pint, for the 3K, I cop it Bought a watch like a 10K, the X what it sign for, I come out my pocket I had to make me some spiritual choices to knock off his noggin' I wanted some shit with more horses I went to the lot, had to widen the body Rich nigga shit, suck a rich nigga dick And don't tell nobody about it Cut you off like the hair on your twat Bitch, I got youngins, they ready to stop shit 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass BJ on the beat, boy (Goddamn, BJ with another one)

PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playing I'm that Smoke a blunt of strong, tell me, is you with that? I'm just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting at (I been that) And I can take your pain to the Neverland Too busy being wild Roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Okay, I walk in Looking around like where am I at? I just see the girl who's stuck in my head Tried to stay away but she reelin' me in We could have fun for the whole weekend Gotta thank God for the big backend We just had a whole new pack came in I just went and bought new Chanel lense Went on tour and I got new fans Real deal slime, got diamonds on my hands Real shooter time, I just made a hundred bands Lost one friend and I gotta advance Young rich nigga need to buy me some land Real gold digger, she don't need no man She so thick and the tone of her skin Make a nigga wanna try dating again Oh Holly, I'm so sorry You my only friend I feel you right onside me I never want this for the end Your energy keep on calling I pick up It seems like I can't keep 'em off me Roll out, roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Roll out, roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Real street nigga, why they hatin' on me? Tell me why I got this pain inside of me I tried to leave the beef alone, yeah honestly But I've been leaving niggas dead inside the streets Ohh Got them friends tryna bait us I say "hell nah" I'm like Holly All these fuckin drugs that I'm on I got blood running down my arms I don't wanna be alone They fucking fake the shit they say, it only make me stronger Cut out the tops now your dawgs done went missin' We clear out the block with a stick and a Glizzy We cut off her hair when she tryna commit it Interviewed by reporters while sittin' in the Bentley They know I did it while I'm rapping 'bout killing Truth for my city, I'ma say how I feel They say that nigga got several convictions You know how I'm coming, you know how we living Smoke a blunt, a strong, tell me, is you with that? I'm just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting at I been that and I can take your pain to the Neverland Too busy being who I am Roll out, roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Okay

I need to talk to Mike Laury Hello? It's Mike Laury I'm runnin' and I'm runnin', yeah (Dubba-AA Flex) Uh, my mama slime, my sister slime, my brother slime My daddy slime, yeah, he slime (Louie Bandz made another one) Ayy, now how you wanna do it? (How you wanna do it, nigga?) I'm in here (What you on for?) Ayy, 4KTrey, you know, free D-Dawg, nigga I'm on that same shit, nobody safe, look (This is the sound) Let's go Boom, baow, pussy bitch, don't try to run now Fuck nigga ain't have his head on I'ma make sure that these niggas hear me through they headphones I've been cooling But these pussy bitches just won't leave me 'lone (Look) Crack you in your shit just to see what's on your mind, huh (Bitch) I'm YoungBoy, YB Kayla, YBN, she slime Police on my ass, gotta watch the way I'm slidin' He acting hype, them slimes roll down and ease his mind, and yeah I pull up acting in a four door You would think my niggas with me in this bitch, but, boy, I'm solo And Meechie in the South but still'll come and kick your front door Bro geekin' off that soft, but wildin' out, bitch, if you don't know I'm telling you niggas, I drop a bag just to finish you niggas He think it's done, but that's his ass, I'm gon' get rid of you niggas At a show or anything, bitch, we gon' hit at you niggas I want 'em all, that's on my dawg, bitch, we gon' get at you niggas Peel your block and try to catch a nigga outside I'm thuggin' for real, I tell you, bitch, I cross the law line I'm 'bout mine, let's slang iron, Three run down with that Glock 9 Motherfuck if they clutchin', they all in trouble, I'ma bust mine Hold on, grew up in that fire, huh He came out a slime, huh He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die) Muthafuck who come behind, huh 'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huh Take his ass up top like high five, look Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call Or who come out of town The city know we step on shit, I'm slime Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round 'Cause we gon' get them all We ain't the ones to rep on bitch Check out my murder man dance, look Pull on side him, dump a hundred in the car (Boom, baow) Catch you slippin', then you ain't gon' see tomorrow (Uh-uh) This for Dump, behind him we dyin' hard (Uh) I go by top, get out your top, I draw the sword (Bitch, what up?) Everybody in here slimin' with a nigga, ayy They ain't on shit, they don't want no problem with a nigga, yeah These hoes ain't shit, I put a Remy on a pillow, yeah Mention an opp, I tell her stop until it build up (Bitch, dumb) Bro just wrote me in a message and I read it, what it said? He joced off you about your ex and then he dead (That nigga dead) I'm bangin' green but I get mad and leave all red I been that nigga, you gon' get that through your head Bitch, yeah Grew up in that fire, huh He came out a slime, huh He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die) Muthafuck who come behind, huh 'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huh Take his ass up top like high five, look Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call Or who come out of town The city know we step on shit, I'm slime Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round 'Cause we gon' get them all We ain't the ones to rep on bitch Check out my murder man dance, look Grew up in that fire He came out a slime He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah (You gon' die) (This is the sound) Don't give a fuck who come behind 'Cause bitch we slangin' iron Take his ass up top like high five Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call Or who come out of town The city know we step on shit, yeah (We gon' kill them too) Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round (Nah) 'Cause we gon' get them all (All) We ain't the ones to rep on bitch

(I got Hitman on the beat) Uh (Top, nigga) Spin it, don't compare me to these broke-ass niggas I ain't never blow the whistle Still see all my hoes official Know I control it by buyin' all the stolen pistols, yeah Can't tell me shit 'bout nothin' he said He'll leave you dead, I know my nigga We make hot, exotic rentals When you see that window roll down Don't fight back 'til that pole sound This KelTec could knock hoes down Bitch, get up out the way Youngin 16 That's who we got with the Drac' and he ain't got no aim Uh, frontin' that frrt and blowin' flames We gon' fight these cases with tactics, we don't give no names 4KTrey pallbearers, gravediggers, free Five, they got my slime in chains Talk 'nough rah-rah, niggas These niggas gon' die they touch my fuckin' chain Umm hmm Kickin' shit, umm hmm I hit that bitch, umm hmm I kick my stick, umm hmm I'm with that shit, that umm hmm Got hella bats, umm hmm Big-ass gats, umm hmm Foreign whips, umm hmm My bitch got a big old ass, umm hmm Ha-ha, laughin', but I'll shoot you in your shit, hold up, baow, baow Take her, then I turn up your lil' bitch, hold up, wow, wow I came with it, make her scrape this extra water on my wrist I got the money, I'm juggin', I'm bouncin' I'm bootin', know nothin' 'bout no juggernaut I got them youngins, them hitters Them killers, you know they gon' turn this shit up a notch I got your ho and she bootin' I buy her a booty, she take 'em all to your spot I put your bitch on a mission She comin' back with it, I buy her Chanel, uh Bitch, I crash out with that semi, they gon' call 12 Do the dash from them, skrrt We don't stop for nothin', skrrt Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt I'm a savage on these hoes I don't wait for nothin' We'll drive off for to split them on the road Kickin' shit, umm hmm I hit that bitch, umm hmm I kick my stick, umm hmm I'm with that shit, that umm hmm Got hella bats, umm hmm Big-ass gats, umm hmm Foreign whips, umm hmm My bitch got a big old ass, umm hmm Do the dash from them, skrrt We don't stop for nothin', skrrt Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt I'm a savage on these hoes I don't wait for nothin' We'll drive off for to split them on the road Hold up, umm hmm, I'm with that shit Umm hmm, I kick my stick

(It's a Scalez track, ayy, tell 'em, "Run that back") Yeah, this Lil Top, nigga, huh You already know how I do it when I come I'ma spit some gangster shit to you You hear me? (Uh) Mama, I wanna tell you that I'm sorry for them hard times I know I'm selfish, but behind you, I stay on my grind Wish you can help me, but I'm sinnin', I need more money I need a blessin', I ain't been prayin', they don't wanna see me shine Jaz fed over these hoes, I ain't never grow into a man, yeah Four-five in my coat, try me at Coach, you know I'm sprayin' it This bitch plan on stayin' in my home, tryna find out where her man at All night, I drink lean with that bitch and pop Xanax Play with Top, nigga, have your Glock, nigga I come up straight from the block, me and Ten, we ran from cops, nigga Check out how I got that guap, baby, it won't stop, nigga Put switch on back of that Glock, hit him, have his body twitchin' Real gangster or a fake killer? Tell 'em, "Fuck with us" Had you front row at that funeral, nigga, wonderin' if we split 'em I ain't even squeeze that trigger, that's that fuckin' bag that hit him Four-door Magnum with a dirty .30, speedin' to the millions, bitch, get up with me Young rockstar, oh, my God I hope you out here late at night and got your right guide Ain't no surrender, kill the killers, we fill them eyes See street lights, that's a great way for the escape when it's late night Fuck these pussy niggas hatin' on me, yeah, I said it This is my testimony, yeah Know that I gotta keep my weapon on me I'm a felon, but I gotta keep protection on me I came out at night, I got these diamonds on me Bitches on me, know I can take it home with me Big .45 drum up on me with a beam I'ma put this bitch up on you, please don't run up on me (Oh) Save my soul Oh, I miss my old self (yeah) Save my soul Man, this bitch ain't no help (It's a Scalez track, ayy, tell 'em, "Run that back") Pull up in that Rolls, baby girl, I'm shinin', I'm shinin' I was broke, now, baby, I got money in my pockets Check my mama, bitch, I put them diamonds on her body What the problem? You know young nigga keep around a chopper Mama, I wanna tell you that I'm sorry for them hard times I know I'm selfish, but behind you, I stay on my grind Wish you can help me, but I'm sinnin', I need more money I need a blessin', I ain't been prayin', they don't wanna see me shine Fuck these pussy niggas hatin' on me, yeah, I said it This is my testimony, yeah Know that I gotta keep my weapon on me I'm a felon, but I gotta keep protection on me I came out at night, I got these diamonds on me Bitches on me, know I can take it home with me Big .45 drum up on me with a beam I'ma put this bitch up on you, please don't run up on me, no