All I say is for you to keep it real, you should marry me Aww, darling, yeah Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match Diamond on me dancin', got me lookin' like Michael Jackson I don't want you dead, that's that fed talk Most these niggas polices like Matlock Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on my spleen I can't get enough of codeine If you make me stop, you know you owe me Good pussy, good money, good genes I just wanna show you love I'm the one that got you Frank Chesters I don't want the time to be up, yeah I don't want to find new love Like a G4, like a G5, you can fly-y-y You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my Never stop, always go-o-o Send me nudes when I'm on the road Send me nudes when I'm on the road baby Watch 'em before and after the show baby Your body shape just like a coke baby But you already know Yeah, always Oh yeah (yeah) Yea-ea-ea-eah Yea-ea-ea-eah K Bangerz I just went and bought you up your whole damn team (team) Put you in designer, Christian Dior and McQueen (Queen) Selfish 'cause I want you to hold it down with me (me) Hold me down 'til the very end of unity How you feelin'? Know you got a lucky one like me (me) Take you from that dirty, made you who wanna be (yeah) Survival of the fittest, had no choice to become a G (G) It's good to know that you can make it up out them streets You a star babe Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match Diamond on me dancin', got me lookin' like Michael Jackson I don't want you dead, that's that fed talk Most these niggas polices like Matlock Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on my spleen I can't get enough of codeine If you make me stop, you know you owe me Good pussy, good money, good genes I just wanna show you love I'm the one that got you Frank Chesters I don't want the time to be up, yeah I don't want to find new love Like a G4, like a G5, you can fly-y-y You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my Never stop, always go-o-o Send me nudes when I'm on the road Send me nudes when I'm on the road baby Watch 'em before and after the show baby Your body shape just like a coke baby But you already know Yeah, always Oh yeah (yeah) Yea-ea-ea-eah Yea-ea-ea-eah K Bangerz Oh yeah Oh yeah Yeah, eh, eh, eh, yeah Yeah, eh, eh eh, yeah (K Bangerz) Yeah

It's a Friday, I'm 'bout to go off Got my chains on and I'm 'bout to show off DJ Snake up in here about to go off Now go off, now go off goddamn Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress On the run, nigga, goin' for the checks These niggas don't know the half (show time) These niggas don't know the half (show time) See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash (goddamn) Gettin' high for the low, shit was bad These niggas don't know the half (say what?) These niggas don't know the half (talk to 'em) Swear to God, these niggas don't know the half (Rewind now) These niggas don't know the half Smoke stress to get rid of all the stress Kill 'em off off like I got a mask on it Guillotine a Benz, you don't know the half of it Whole squad winnin', you got small money Don't need too many hands, I need all of it You ain't ever been around, call me 2Pac Pull up in my old hood in a new drop On that kush, on that kush, blow a cloud of it I'm the man, I'm the man, yeah I'm proud of it Blowin' bands, got 'em jumpin' out the window Shout out, shout out, pour some more and call it reload Know I pull up, pull up on 'em like a free throw Or go straight up, up the middle like I'm D. Rose Treat your chick just like a whip and get another one Wanna grab it, push it, smash and get another one See my dogs on top, that's the math of it Multiply the money up, no that's just half of it (Talk to 'em, rewind now) These niggas don't know the half Smoke stress to get rid of the stress Yeah smoke that Kush, yeah smoke that Kushy, baby Meanwhile me and you stuntin', that lil' mushy, baby I don't want cook, I wanna book it, baby I'll knock that lil' shit out the park to let you know I'm not no rookie, baby Oh, take a breath These niggas don't know the half of the first steps My day one niggas, I don't pick through, I don't stutter step That's cakin', nigga, you not a vamp, you don't know the steps She showered and she dry it off, and then she lay it That head done brought that dope back, like I'm in the eighties I'ma pimp the parkin' lot, I'ma let you play it You never 'posed to stop, but you can relay it And I'm like wooh, you don't know the half, you don't know the mothafuckin' truth You don't know how much stress I release when I'm on booths It's all a lot, you don't know what come behind the groove It's a lot, but get with, lil nigga, I do (Talk to 'em, rewind now) These niggas don't know the half They don't know, smoke stress to get rid of the stress See the hoes, see the clothes, see the cash Gettin' high for the low, shit was bad These niggas don't know the half (these niggas don't know about it) These niggas don't know the half

Put your request in and get what you want Girl, it's whatever you want I'm on whatever you want Yeah, it ain't no pressure, girl, get what you want Yeah, I'm on whatever you want I'm on whatever you want (We got London On Da Track) Say I'm whatever you want, yeah Tell that girl, "Give me your number" No tellin', whatever you want This dick, girl, you better be on (girl, you better be on) Talkin' my pole, the stick, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Workin' that over shift (yeah, yeah, yeah) That shit that you want it, shit (yeah, yeah, yeah) Put it down, but you a lady (yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah Ain't no pressure, girl, have it your way Flashin' VVS all in your face Count a million cash all in your face, yeah, yeah Smokin' wherever I wanna You know who gon' put it on ya You said we could do whatever Fuck your man, say my dick better Talkin' that pole, gon' stick, yeah Workin' that over shift, yeah Your baby with you, dealin' with you Put it down, get you a Lyft, yeah Put your request in and get what you want Girl, it's whatever you want I'm on whatever you want Yeah, it ain't no pressure, girl, get what you want It's no pressure, baby Yeah, I'm on whatever you want Whatever you want I'm on whatever you want It's YG 4Hunnid 'Cause I like it, I love it I show you off to the public I got you, it's nothin' This how it go when you lustin' Yeah, yeah That pussy triple X, call me, I'll be right there, right there I'm her toy, we got stories, we get buzz like yeah, like Love you for that ass you got, you love me for dinero Usually I care about that, but I don't care though Niggas treat their side pieces better than their mains for sure So she ain't trippin' off them little things, no, no, no Stop playin', girl, what's happenin'? What's happenin'? I got that paper, I want plastic Ayy, stop playin', girl what's happenin'? Hit that request button, watch it pop up like elastic, girl I'm whippin' antidote, I'm straight out the corner store I maxed the black card and I got a lot of more Fuck on the west coast, right out there on Montrose I'm 'bout to kick some shit, I ain't talkin' punts though Bentley coupes and Royces at the front door And she got a nine, ain't talkin' Rondo Got money on his head like it's a poncho (poncho) I got money like a spread, talking dangerous I spread the money on this hoe (I spread the money on this hoe) I'm bussin' all over her homework I'm 'bout to bless her with some dome, yeah (with some dome) I'm 'bout to pass her, come and give a dog a bone, yeah (sheesh) I told the bitch, It ain't no question, gon' get what you want Put your request in and get what you want What you want, baby? Girl, it's whatever you want Tell you, I got the Maybach, I can put you in the Maybach I'm on whatever you want Yeah, yeah, I mean like, what you need? An iced out Rolex? You can get that too Yeah, it ain't no pressure, girl, get what you want Oh, you wanna be a lady? A grown lady? You want the Rolex with no diamonds? Yeah, I'm on whatever you want I'm on whatever you want I can, I can do that, girl Yeah, say she love my type, but she know she ain't ever had this She ain't ever had it like this No I ain't her man, but I'm here when she wanna get managed Shawty know she bad but she don't even know she the baddest When it come to checks, after ass, man, I don't need the fattest I'm on whatever you want I'm on whatever you want I'm on whatever you want I'm on whatever you want I'm on whatever you want I'm on whatever you want (We got London On Da Track)