Live a Lil (feat. Young Thug) - Peewee Longway

Chance The motherfuckin' rapper With a capitalized, uh, times, not the times but you know what I'm saying the times Thugger Lil Boat Chance Lil Boat Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste All I can hear is the third, ayy All I can hear is the third, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy We don't know none of your words, ayy I love my women real tall, ayy Type that can really play ball, ayy You buy my hat at the park, ayy Think I might really play ball, ayy I got a link in my bio, my bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo How can they call themselves bosses When they got so many bosses You gotta see what your boss say I get it straight out the faucet I ain't felt like this since the third drought, third carter drop Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop But now I call the shots I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Bad little mama, she gettin' it Obama She sting like a bumble bee, hot as the sauna She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma Can't see me, can't be me, I'm ridin' like a panda That booty gon' roll and it's outta control And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me Rub me down with that lotion, baby oil me Drinking Actavis, baby I'm showin' me In that choppa I see your perimeter Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar Wait one minute I told you Yeah, I would like to know you Yeah, you lucky like clovers Yeah, the clothes no good Mama I do it, your ass I pursue it Just look at me baby I came from the sewers They love all the slime ball Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog That got me serene like I'm breakin' a bar And I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste Am I the only one who really care about cover art Growing up I ain't have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start I ain't know what that mean I bumped heads with my dean Dropped out and hit the scene Now I'm stunting like bling Time and time again they told me no They told me I wouldn't go Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes Well, maybe that shit was my interest Now I spend more than they make at my dentist After 1Night the folks thought I was finished I pin my name to the game like a seamstress Oh, bitch I bite like a gator Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper Did what I wanted, didn't care about a hater Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer Oh, they fuck with me cause I'm different New sound, new appearance Bitch it's Boat from the 6 Give a fuck about a bitch Walk out, my hand on my dick, I'm the shit I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste I said am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste

I love my nigga next to me I got a rider who would die for me I fuck back and forth YSL I do this for Maze in the motherfuckin' trenches I go get it, I go get it My niggas gon' and get it I got some niggas comin' with me to the top and I'ma take 'em And I know them niggas hatin', but I'm waiting, I got patience I got bitches rollin' down on a nigga I go ride on a nigga I wanna ride all them niggas And I shade all my grizzy I go ride all them niggas I go ride all them niggas Go around all them niggas I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got popped Couple homies they got shot (Tututu) I don't count it for a man I want that money and I ain't first And I ain't lost and I gon' get it and get it Fuck I leave it all adjustin' Bitches won't fuck my neck just they probably won't fuck my pocket That's why all you niggas watchin' Come try me, the option is only you nigga I don't get no money, fuck with true niggas I'm so stiff on y'all hoes Nigga know how I harsh and I get money on them hoes (Racks racks) I'm tryna accomplish my goals All these niggas bitches and I know it for sure I got different whips, I got cars galore I got different bitches, I got women galore All I know is money and I need me some more You know I ain't just talkin', they know this And I just popped that motherfucker, I show shit I'm already hood-rich, and I tryna go legit I need another way I'm tryna rap about this shit I got bitches rollin' down on a nigga I go ride on a nigga I wanna ride all them niggas And I shade all my grizzy I go ride all them niggas I go ride all them niggas Go around all them niggas I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got fucked Couple homies they got shot (Tututu) I don't count it for a man Never had a job and never plan on getting one I came here they rowdy bitches know it's one on one Let's meet there, relax, I won Change from the Pentagon, next thing on her tongue 500 cash with me, that's why I got this bag on (Racks) I came from rags to riches, now tryna sell out the dome My bitches skinny dippin', they all got thongs on You ain't tryna get rich, you gotta gone gone gone I got my weed from Jamaica, Sean Paul Tryna be the reason niggas hating on all y'all Stayed down in this law, we get paid off Big homie taught me if it's a plug don't run off, ay Nigga stack a G like a Phillipean And we smokin' weed, drinkin' codeine (Drank it, drank it) And I got some M's I could buy Hardees (I could buy Hardees) And I got some water, you can't walk in these Turn the mansion to a club, let's have a party (let's have a party) And we got options, you can drink some Act, red or green? All this I drink got me tearin' up the fuckin' street I see the green nigga, I know CD I got bitches rollin' down on a nigga I go ride on a nigga I wanna ride all them niggas And I shade all my grizzy I go ride all them niggas I go ride all them niggas Go around all them niggas I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got fucked Couple homies they got shot (Tututu) I don't count it for a man

I got money on my mind, I do whatever for it (it's Budda Beats) Human trafficking, they go from border to border I'm on a vacation, dive in the clearest water, ayy I stuffed two hundred ounces in a Pamper Oh that's your señorita? She goin' too Reebok classics, that's a hundred racks, ayy Reebok classics, that's a hundred racks, ayy Sean Jean jeans, hundred racks inside these Money old, got it colored like Monopoly She can't control me, baby got no lock on me Driveway got the foreigns in it I whipped up a 'Rari, caught lil' shawty off a backboard Peek out the window with that K like Malcolm X was I bless lil' shawty with all kinda bags, and you ain't gotta ask for it I drop some racks for it, ayy Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin' on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin' on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Sippin' on codeine, I got a problem I be with them gangsters and them robbers Have a nigga lookin' for who shot ya Probably in Jamaica with the Rastas I'm gon' get 'em in for the cheap And them bitches go for 23 I know that these niggas envy me And won't stop until I reach the T-O-P, I'm at the top I just went crazy again, I had your lady again Know she told you we was friends, but she ate the dick in the Benz She know I'm a real one, she smell it She do whatever I tell her She let me hit it whenever as long as I keep on necklace I ate that pussy for breakfast, yeah, yeah Diamonds on my neck, I got 'em frozen Water on my wrist came from the ocean Every nigga with me get them loads in Only with the bros who put them fours in Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin' on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin' on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for This the type of shit I used to ask for Remember down bad, I had to ask for it Damn, I'm out of lean, I poured my last four Now my car say two hundred on dashboard I get that money for real, I get that paper for real, yeah yeah I get that money for real, I get that paper for real, yeah yeah All these diamonds on me got me shining When I made parole, that's perfect timing Range Rover look pregnant with the body Presidential tint so I can't see nobody Your bitch on my hitlist 'cause she's a hottie I know once I get in it I'm gon' ride it I get that money forever, we get that money together, dig that Bitches be walkin' up on me, niggas be actin' like groupies, get back Gettin' to the money since like this high Now I'm the big homie all on this side Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin' on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin' on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Yeah, yeah 4PF 4PF

(Ahh Ahh Ahh) (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Nobody there, the money right there (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) You was right there when no one was there (Mhmm) I cannot lie, this shit was unfair (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) Walk in the room and everyone stare (Mhmm) Why you be messing with me Why you be stressing to me Why you finesse for the D Your friends be messaging me Tell em' stop messing' wit me Why you investing than me You cheap That second degree That's just a lesson for me When I was down You wasn't checkin' for me You was not checkin' for me Got arrested stripper Magic She know where cash is (Yeah yeah yeah) She love my eye lids I'm a savage Matching Rollies got a bunch of them Wanna a baby fuck the rubber shit She was always on some other shit Thats why I don't ever love a bitch Like ya shawty I can't do it shawty Always get into it shawty Count that check and get in to it shawty These hoes they for everybody (Ahh Ahh Ahh) (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Nobody there, the money right there (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) You was right there when no one was there (Mhmm) I cannot lie, this shit was unfair (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) Walk in the room and everyone stare (Mhmm) Heart breakers You dig Diamonds they drip [?] When we was in love I would buy shit Started to sound like a pimp everything you say rhyme bitch I'ma drill it Take that shit off and go fuck on a side bitch Give her rolls and I hope she choke on the weed weed I was just telling you you gon be king of the 3D No wedding ring I wanna grind I [?] whats it to you we grind Buy you got find out tonight I'ma go out tonight I'ma buy the bar like you know I'ma go fuck somebody tonight Pick me up some bodies Like I don't come tonight (Ahh Ahh Ahh) (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Never give your heart to a hoe (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) Never give your heart to a hoe (Mhmm) Nobody there, the money right there (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) You was right there when no one was there (Mhmm) I cannot lie, this shit was unfair (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) Walk in the room and everyone stare (Mhmm)

Deja Vu PeeWee Longway Oooooohh Boot sec In a big blunt of fruit The bitch drop the top when she sat in the coupe Ooh the bitch drop the top when she sat in the coupe (Dj drama fuck these niggas up) Boot sec in a big blunt of fruit The bitch drop the top when she sat in the coupe Double o that ho sit at the carlo of the roof Bizarre everything, 40 pointers to my Louboutin's Safari Jumanji, got Louboutin futons Thots and Kardashian's, what type of bitch that you on Free Kwame Cash these niggas still peon's Skkrt! Load this bitch down in the neon Deuce Bigalow kept the pack like im Bion Deja vu bitches, this right here a re-run Adam Sandler diamonds on my bitch, water boy Skrrt skrrt go out the Bentley like im Florida boy That boy right there one button and the doors will jump Big C, triple C thats from Florida boy Dude kick the door like it's extortion Money pounds, and ammunition bandcamp (longway bitch) Whip it right out the bowl Fish-scaling out the spot, put it right around the roll Drop the top and let it blow hey Yellow bone hair blowin in the double R I got rich of the road bae Smokin OG and im smokin cigar Deja vu (deja vu) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) She havin deja vu-uu (She havin deja vu-u) She can't wait to get loose baby (She can't wait to get loose baby) She havin deja vu (she havin deja vu) She wanna fuck me on the blue baby (blue baby) We havin deja vu-uu Got my bitch stuffed and amored in the hills Louis Vuittons off in the hundred hundred mill Trap spot beatin gas bags on the hill James bond I'll tomb deal a hundred mill Add it up Trappin" and dab em up Gas bags the Bentley truck We sticking up sitting ducks MC I kill em bruh DK go pick em up I'm havin Deja Vu-uu She want that coupe baby (coupe baby) I got bitches like uncle lou That be trappin that Cali bud I don't want no scrub a scrub is a bitch can't get no love from wee We pullin up with choppers, hundred hunndred Fuckin on a bitch like on a grind pump I'm a dog, I'm a dog Fuckin on her mama Free DaWalt Show em how to stretch a du wap Tryna pass me a hoo-kah Longway smokin on bazoo-ka Tryna press a C, everywhere I'm a deuce Longway pullin up in a coupe African diamonds you see em through the panoramic Choppers flashin like a camera Wanna fuck me on the booo She wanna fuck me on the roof Whip it right out the bowl Fish-scaling out the spot, put it right around the roll Drop the top and let it blow hey Yellow bone hair blowin in the double lo I got rich of the road bae Smokin OG and im smokin cigar Deja vu (deja vu) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) She havin deja vu-uu (She havin deja vu-u) She can't wait to get loose baby (She can't wait to get loose baby) She havin deja vu (she havin deja vu) She wanna fuck me on the blue baby (blue baby) We havin deja vu-uu