Sabotage (feat. Bryson Tiller) - EST Gee

One, two, three, hey Sleigh bells ring, are you listening? In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight Walking in a Winter Wonderland Sing it Harley, yeah Gone away is the bluebird (okay) Here to stay is a new bird (okay) He sings a love song, while we stroll along Walking in a Winter Wonderland (yeah, like this) In the meadow we can build a snowman And pretend that he is Parson Brown He'll say, "Are you married? ", we'll say, "No, man" But you could do the job when you're in town Later on, we'll conspire As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, the plans that we've made Walking in a Winter Wonderland (yeah, there you go) Alright kiddo, we got this last part coming up right here A little more challenging but I think you got it though You ready? In the meadow we can build a snowman We'll pretend that he is Parson Brown He'll say, "Are you ready? ", we'll say, "No, man" But you could do the job when you're in town Later on, we'll conspire As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, the plans that we made Walking in a Winter Wonderland Walking in a Winter Wonderland Walking in a Winter Wonderland Merry Christmas

The biggest Bryson Your future so bright The flyest shit It's time to take 'em down baby Maybach Music Yo (Big billionnaire) Still got the yayo flyin' in from all the West Coast Fleet of cars, all red like this was Death Row Keep it gangsta never singin' like it's Danny boy All she seen was Givenchy soon as I ran up on her Begin at what you eat I'ma change your lifestyle (Boss) Lamborghinis at Checkers, a nigga iced out (Woo) From the back I fuck her long term (Uh) No trippin', trust me shawty this won't hurt New G Wagon that's just to go get your nails did Big fishin' I'ma get you niggas at LIV I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama A petty problem have your ass doin' thirty years Boy, the future bright, it's time to touch these thirty M's Cocaine and Maybachs throughout the catalogue Expensive wheels for pretty bitches, I had 'em all (Boss) Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Like me) Never trip about the cost like me (Like me) Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Me) Then fuck with a young boss like me You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no Pull out the stops like me, like me Oh, you say you need a boss like me Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a- Fuck with a- Rollin' deep, show and tell by the gang unit All the gangstas show me love and they bang to it (Uh) Our future bright I wanna handle your retirement Life insurance policy with the Pyrex (Uh) Kingpin so it's smoother than a one-two Got you the same whip I got your mom too (Huh) Do it big and shit I'm talkin' aunt too Junior Mafia niggas'll let the guns loose (Bang) Bad bitch better show me what that tongue do (Huh) Dapper Dan, Gucci suits that I can run through (Huh) My niggas comin' up like it was coke prices (Huh) How can you be trippin' nigga with no snipers? (Huh) Step-steppin' off the jets, still in the hair-rollers She rock with dopeboys all shareholders 20 stacks blow it all in Fashion Nova What I'm smokin' you can smell from California (Boss) Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Floss like me) Never trip about the cost like me (Cost like me) Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Call the shots) Then fuck with a young boss like me You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no Pull out the stops like me, like me Oh, you say you need a boss like me Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a- Fuck with a- Maybach Music

Yeah, oh, yeah, ayy, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Baby, yeah, yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh When I'm lonely, baby It's like my friends don't know me Girl, you used to be my homie (my homie) Left me with a dream she sold me (dream you sold me, yeah) Even the dreams get lonely Left me here, three in the mornin' Questionin' all the things you told me (things you old me) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You got lost in thе heat of the moment Baby if you need it, show it And if you еver need it or want it, I got you, you know this And, if you ever homе alone and need a little compagny, I'll swing right over Baby I'll be right over Invite me right over, over, over I said I know, we ain't on the same page no more And that's a shame that we ain't, we used to be so close And yes I'm down and I'm drownin' in my sorrows, babe (baby, yeah) Yeah, yeah You don't miss me, babe Don't know why you're tryin' to convince me, babe Know there's been somebody else since me, babe Think I might do the same, don't tempt me, baby Hit the party and get friendly Honestly no, I don't got it in me It's no fun when you're not here with me It's no wonder you're not here with me, yeah Yet you tell me there's no way Yes, you tell me there's no way, way, way (yeah, yeah) She's like, "How you figure?" Girl, I seen you 'round here with him Trust me, I heard all about him Tell me where you found him He won't get around you No, I won't allow it (no, no) Guess it's over now, if you think I don't know by now Can we slow it down and sort it out, oh, oh You got lost in the heat of the moment Baby if you need it, show it And if you ever need it or want it, I got you, you know this And, if you ever home alone and need a little company, I'll swing right over Baby, I'll be right, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Seen what I said right? Heard what I said right? I'm a boss and you see it, right? You took a loss and you see it, right? We could stop, we could rewind Would you call in the meantime? Ain't no problem, we'll be fine Would you come with me tonight? All the stories you rewrite That's a lie, what it seems like You know you talkin' to me, right? You could tell me anything, right? Yeah, you always got a green light Yeah, you always, always, always, always, always

This, uh This, this is not This is not, this is not a motherf- A motherfucking game, motherfucker This is not- This, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy? I'm just saying boy, uh, yeah Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on Hol' on, hol' on Wah? Aye, hol' on, hol' on Hol' on nuh?! Hol' on nuh?! Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo' Know they told me kill them all, goddamn though I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though On two feet, that's where I stand though I'm a true fucking killer, like Rambo No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though I'm as humble as they come, but you fucking with the wrong one Boy you fucking with the wrong one This that new Pen Griffey, watch that nigga get a home run Watch him hit it, that's a home run I ain't playin' with you niggas I'm a true Louis Villain I'm the realest, they acrylic Fuck them niggas if they doubt it Say I'm flippin' up, but so is a money counter I've been getting up, 'bout pay my self allowance And I save it like the bell, I can't take no more L's The day I sell my soul, that's the day I go to hell Been putting on a show, just like Dave, I'm Chappelle They ain't make it in the credits, I'ma tell 'em "Oh well" Tell Steve, don't let no more bitches in the hotel Niggas gotta get to work, girl, unless you gon' twerk something While I lay this verse on 'em Damn, this lifestyle got a lot of perks on it, I'm just saying nigga (Young Tiller) Yeah, Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo' Know they told me kill them all, goddamn though I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though On two feet, that's where I stand though I'm a true fucking killer, like Rambo No ammo, they see me on the Sanyo Nigga I just kill 'em 'cause I can though This ain't temporary, I've been out here, letting them know New cat, years later, bet Sylvester Stallone I've been working hard, I've been doing better, ya know Peep the freeloaders, we won't be breaking bread with them though She chose me over him, 'cause he was so regular, oh He was so regular, I'm like a butler, getting this dough I'm like a monster, or a motherfucking predator Oh-na-na-na, soldier like Contra I don't fuck with thotties, I pass her to my partner All gold everything, bitch I'm Fort Knoxin', new sports car man I'm new Porsche coppin', two door hop in Girl you know how I spend And I've been trying to budget my checks and the rest of my money, money Rubber bands getting stretched with the hunnids, hunnids M.V.P. upper deck with the money, money Don't I make the haters upset with the money Bitch I'm coming, 'cause This is not, this is not a- This is not a motherf- A motherfucking game, this is, this is not- This is not, this is, this is not, a motherfucking game, why you playin' boy? I'm just saying boy Yessuh (yeah, it's Tiller!)

(DJ Swift on the track) Who hotter than Gee? I got a question for the— who hotter than Gee? I got a question for the streets, who hotter than Gee? He tryna lock in with the team, so we popped him for free Said he was sick and tired, I wiped his nose, rocked him to sleep Broke n- re-up, couldn't cover my cost for the week Chop in my lap, poppin' my flats, calm my nerves while I creep They know I'm like that in reality, not on IG It was some light s- that you did, but the meaning was deep I tell the shooters, now they blessed, 'member murder was cheap Even as a chef, you get respect after burning your beef Then after that, you grab a pack and you turn it to three Then after that, if you can rap, you might turn into me Bae say I scare her when I'm geeked 'cause I talk in my sleep N- better wake up 'fore they dream about murdering me 'Cause I put killers on they feet, they put blood on the street Put your cuz on a tee, I told him, "Quit muggin' at me" Hit your lung with this heat, snake fang dug in deep Trapped in Miss Janice, me and Beach Right before prices got cheap Right before water got deep We was supposed to be like T and Meech Ain't it crazy? Mama's baby finally made a million Low to the ground Caught him 'round the town with my hand on the trigger Leave out the galleria, ladies chase me down for pictures I'm a street n- and she can't wait to sink her teeth in me You too secretive, that's why I don't be trusting these b- It's a fake one mixed in with the real ones amongst me, I sense it If you listen, I'ma kill you first time I hear you hissin' I thought long as we was winning, it didn't matter, Jordan and Pippen But I stay humble hittin', you wasn't feeling me like I was missin' I sat in that kitchen, Jacob and Clay, learning my mixture Romel had made me smile, he told me he showed Miss Trudy my pictures Know it hurt him to his heart when he heard I turned into Hitler Well, not really, he told me he feel me, stand on that business Free Jimmy, showed me how to sip syrup and stack attention He also told me when I be rollin', ride with a sixty And another one taped to the back of it, take it out and flip it That's 120 and we shoot it out all day Fuck a n- (free the shotta) Know what I'm sayin'? Who hotter than Gee? I'm in the house, I got six hundred on my neck I got a question for the streets, who hotter than Gee? Yeah, yeah, yeah