It's never too late To be who you wanna be (Swimmin' in my safe) To say what you wanna say (Tattoo on my face), (Swimmin' in my safe) (Tattoo on my face), (Swimmin' in my safe) And it's never too late To leave if you wanna leave (Better not) Or to stay if you wanna stay But, baby (Yeah) I got a feelin' in my bones (Tattoo on my face), (Swimmin' in my safe) Can't get you out of my veins (Yeah, yeah) You can't escape my affection (Yeah, yeah) Wrap you up in my daisy chains (What? What? What? What?) Hip-hop in the summer (What? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe (What? What? Yeah?) Be my undercover lover, babe, hmm (What? What? What? What? What? What? Yeah What? What? What?) High tops in the summer (Summer, what? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe (Summer, what? What? What?) Be my undercover lover, babe, hmm (What? What? What? What? What?) Uh, her sophistication makes you wanna quit the bitch you datin' Let's skip the games, let's quit the playin' Boo, let's get acquainted (What?) Notifications sync in place even when we're on vacation (Yeah) I knew she'd notice like I missed the payment, dang it (What? Ooh) But bang it like my fingers (Ooh, what?) She pray to God I made it (What?) But bankin' like my Franklins (Yeah) My neighbors stopped the hatin' (Yeah) What? (What? They been at it, check it out) Huh? (We been out here, yeah) Slide inside it (What?) Diddy Boppin' (What?) Milly Rockin' (What? What?) She just might become my lover for real (Yeah that's girl; For real, for real) I might fuck with her all summer for real (For real, for real) They better not holla if I cuff her for real (For real, for real) Niggas better run for cover for real Goin' bell how I feel, close the deal, pop a seal Take the whip, two pills on the lips on the real (For real, for real) Truthfully, between you and me, I'm usually single When it's hot outside this, I ride through any hood with the top out Hop out Hip-hop in the summer (What? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe (What? What? Yeah?) Be my undercover lover, babe, hmm (What? What? What? What? What? What? Yeah What? What? What?) High tops in the summer (Summer, what? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe (Summer, what? What? What?) Be my undercover lover, babe, hmm (What? What? What? What? What?) White lies and black beaches Miles in between us Is this love or lust or some game on repeat? It's like makin' me crazy Tell me, "have patience" Baby, I need this White lines and black beaches White lies and black beaches And blood red sangrias We traveled for weeks, just to escape your demons But you've got your reasons In makin' me crazy But you've got your reasons White lights and black beaches High tops in the summer (Top out, hop out, hop out) Don't be a bummer, babe (Top out, hop out, hop out) Don't be a bummer (Top out, hop out, hop out) Don't be a bummer (Babe) Hip-hop in the summer (What? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe (What? What? Yeah?) Be my undercover lover, babe, hmm (What? What? What? What? What? What? Yeah What? What? What?) High tops in the summer (Summer, what? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe (Summer, what? What? What?) Be my undercover lover, babe (What? What? What? What? What?) Don't be a bummer, babe Ooh ohh, ooh ohh Ooh ohh, ooh ohh

Pyroman Hey, wait, come again Wait, hey, rah! Me and Rocky sip the sake up in Paris Eating calamari Me and Carti at a party with some shawties Say what's up to Bari, aye Vandalizing your Ferrari, am I hating? No, I roll with Cartier Sipping Dom Pérignon Whole squad Dom Perry, aye Out in Paris like I'm Perry Ellis Parisian people love parasailing Parallel park the 911 Parisian stones, fuck yo VVS's United Kingdom with the French connection French kissin and Parisian sexin' French girls, French fries, French toast, French goyard Ev'ry day Me and Rocky sip the sake up in Paris Eating calamari Me and Carti at a party with some shawties Say what's up to Bari, aye Vandalizing your Ferrari, am I hating? No, I roll with Cartier Sipping Dom Perignon Whole squad Dom Perry, aye Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh Rocking that tee with a V Fucking that bitch out the T and the V, ooh Ducking the T-M the Z, ooh Fashion week bitch overseas, ooh Fucking my team for the week, ya Fucking my team with no fee, ya Fucking my two for the free, ya Aye, aye, yeah Fuck bein' humble Little bitch, I'm from the jungle, aye Haters talk down but every time they do They always fucking mumble (word, word) Lil nigga, when you talkin' to a boss Watch how you're talkin' (word) Cause I got some niggas that pull up right now And put you in a coffin (blrrt buck bow!) Yeah, put 'em in a coffin I ain't playin' with these niggas, uh Nasty back and I'm bossin' (boss) Me and Rocky sip the sake up in Paris Eating calamari Me and Carti at a party with some shawties Say what's up to Bari, aye Vandalizing your Ferrari, am I hating? No, I roll with Cartier Sippin' Dom Pérignon Whole squad Dom Perry, aye

Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we stunting Pull up and we stunting Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming All the hoes that you call are not coming She know if she not fucking, she truckin' All of the bitches I fuck are not common Guaranteed if I fuck her she cumming If I'm in the room please don't come in I beat the pussy like it need production And all she want from me is reproduction (Gotta ask) "Why'd she leave her husband?" Heard he called up yelling, tweaking, fussing Talkin' 'bout "it's gon' be repercussions!" I remember last, last nigga, nigga tried to run up Got like three concussions Do you know what you in for? They copy copy like 10-4 Keep the money 'cause I been poor All your jewelry like tin foil Please don't tell your friends where we shopping at I swear this shit gon' turn into an in-store (straight up) Fuck you need another man for? Talking to her like a mentor Talking to her like a nigga Yoda And she say "I love you", I'm like "Hold up, hold up, hold up" Hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up) (Hit her, hit her with the back up) Back up (colder) shoulder Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we stunting Pull up and we stunting Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Now every time we in this bitch You acting like you owe me favors Acting like you with the shits But fronting on the homies later Look, I could tell you're under pressure, baby time to ease up Young and living single, like your roommate Khadijah My apologies, why I gotta be Misogynistic every time we kick it Every time I visit something's different And every time I leave you know you miss it Don't be crying on my shoulder every time I'm coming over Talking 'bout a popcorn and soda, Netflix and chill When you home alone with no Macaulay Culkin Sex game had her going crazy Now I got her ass calling all the time And I wish I never met her, Carl Thom' Driving down my street like it's the Autobahn Getting loud, setting off the car alarms Here put on my chain, baby you need to chill Give it some time, baby, let it rebuild Quit running your nose through the Beverly Hills Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we drumming Pull up and we stunting Pull up and we stunting Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming Bitches not fucking, not coming These hoes not fucking, not coming

Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi Ice Cube, all about the Benjis Spend ten bands in Fendi A$AP, my niggas with me Niggas be talking that bullshit Your main bitch said I look gorgeous What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out) Brand new Porsche came with some horses Sipping that purple like Prince .40 my tool, that's my wrench Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist Shootin that three like a swish Moving in silence, I need me some guidance I'm wildin' this money and violence Come out the projects, I want it, I got it Margiela just running through college Fresh out the Porsche, check out my shorts Best from the west to the north Catching some rec with my thots, aye Getting a check for my thoughts, aye Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly I look like I'm rich in the 80's Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me Car is so fast when I skrt they can't chase me Margiela Marino now she wanna date me She see the money, now she tryna play me Hope out the Rari, go vroom I never lack, I stay with goons And you know Gucci my shoes Breaking the rules, stay on the news And you know my shot go swish Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss Smooky just caught a new lick Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air It's like a weight being lifted Take some hatred, oh I get it Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings Let her go, she in her feelings Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference When you're in your twenties making parents' livid Cause you making millions Make em wanna live it than you make a living Over what you spent and making poor decisions Music for the children, hope they make it Major even independent, free them out the penni' Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil MTV about a Interstitial Fuck with me because it's beneficial Unsuspected like an incidental Chasing that bag 2017, 2018 They breaking my hoes in half Come on through stunting too Looking like a nigga dad Foreign bitches, pull up Type of bitches nigga wish he had Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer I see why you mad Chickens coming in, they gotta go She ain't fucking then she gotta go Wanna see me drown, I gotta float Best believe I get it by the boat Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it Car so big she wanna get up in it Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings [.45 that] chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas All of my bitches, they fucking, they acting siddity Ya, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy All of my bitches get millie Popping that molly prescription All of my niggas they dishing I just go hard in the kitchen Bitches they fuckin', they lickin' Carti, I'm getting that, uh Told her go mind her own business 'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly Oh lord, it's the Hood Pope Shouldn't walk 'cause I could float Model bitch, get a good throat Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn Nasty baby, 2017 Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring Prada on me, bitch I do my thing I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame Disappear on 'em like David Blaine Combat boots on me like Major Payne These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag

All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousand, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind When I was in the jungle we was blowin' 9s Just hit a nigga bitch for the second time And you know I gotta cross the finish line You can't stand me bitch? Sit it down When we in the field, it's a touchdown And you know your bitch is a bustdown She gon' turn around and get turnt out Hopped up in a foreign car, then I burnt out I don't waste time on the FaceTime R.I.P the pussy, leave it face down Two best friends at the same time Two best friends at the same time Flava Flav clock by my waist line I find it funny how she blow time Forward lil mama cause she hold it down Nickname her Karma 'cause she go around When she come around, better not fuck around Write a couple bars, I bet I blow your mind Deadly with the pins, I don't bowl around Mercedes Benz, I roll around Like 80 bands, when I walk around All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9s Just hit a nigga bitch for the second time And you know I gotta cross the finish line You can't stand me bitch? Sit it down In the Hellcat, yeah, burning out Let the window down, yeah, air it out Lay a nigga down, ooh, lay him down I'ma hit that bih with a hundred rounds! All my bitches bad, and they poking out Pull up with them knots, yeah, I'm Ashton now Aston Martin coupe, yeah, cashing out All black Rollie, yeah, bust down All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind What's the word? I just saw your hoe up on the strip and she look thirsty Gave that hoe my number, told her call me up for certain Yeah, I know what's it's worth Give that pussy up, and if it's wet, I'll buy a purse (I don't be trickin') Ridin' in my Murc' Seat way back, bumpin' new Lil Uzi Vert, aye Diamonds dance like Carlton You can see them through my shirt, aye Flexin' on these niggas, know they see me and it hurt (Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex) Flexin' on these niggas, I be with them geeks But make one phone call, you get hit up (Bow, bow, bow, bow, blatt!) All new watch, that bitch blow minds When we show up, you know it's showtime I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9's Just hit a nigga bitch for the second time And you know I gotta cross the finish line You can't stand me bitch? Sit it down

Cuando vas junto a mi, Caminando de mi mano Siento mia la ciudad, Aunque no tenga un centavo, Y puede una mirada tuya hacerme tanto bien Que me llego hasta creer Que soy de este mundo el rey. Coro Contigo, me siento el rey del mundo Si estas a mi lado Contigo ya no soy vagabundo Tu amor me a salvado Contigoo Cuando vas junto a mi Creo que estoy flotando No cabe duda soy feliz Nose de pena un fracaso Y puede una sonrisa tuya hacerme tanto bien Que me llego hasta creer Que de este mundo soy el rey Coro Contigo tengo luz a toda hora Y si se acaba todo, se pierde la magia. Coro Contigo me siento el rey del mundo Si estas a mi lado, No cabe duda soy feliz No se me pega un fracaso Contigo me siento el rey del mundo Si estas a mi lado La cabeza me da vueltas Y yo me siento flotando Contigo me siento el rey del mundo Si estas a mi lado, Me siento bien, me siento rey Cuando yo voy caminando Contigo me siento el rey del mundo Si estas a mi lado, Gracias a dios que te encontre E sido un hombre afortunado Contigo me siento el rey del mundo Si estas a mi lado No tengo castillo ni oro Pero ya encontre un tesoro Contigo me siento el rey del mundo Si etas a mi lado Como tu no existe otra igual Ay por eso me gusta estar Contigo... Ya no soy vagabundo, ya no soy desdichado Contigo Yo siento mia la ciudad, aunque no tenga un centavo Contigo Tengo luz a toda hora, porque tu amor me a alumbrado Contigo Cuando tu vas a mi lado, yo me siento el rey del mundo.

Baby im so caught up in this high Baby tell me are you down to ride You said you gon love me all the time I just need some smoke for the ride Baby im so caught up in this high Baby tell me are you down to ride You said you gon love me all the time yeah I just need some smoke for the ride yeah Mmmmm i don't even see no enemies I don't even see no enemies yeah See no enemies yeah Less you play with me Breathing in your energy i smoke it like its reefer Baby say she diving in that pool but she go feet first All these people in my head telling me i see earth All these people in my head they don't even see worst Rot my corpse while its bleeding Imma ice my neck till its freezing Imma rock wit my bros all weekend Anime bitch she a heathen Bitch gon hold my rock but i just rock guitar She said all these corpses ain't gon get you far Imma need a drink just to get to mars Bad bitch on me look like she gon take the bars Baby im so caught up in this high Baby tell me are you down to ride You said you gon love me all the time I just need some smoke for the ride Baby im so caught up in this high Baby tell me are you down to ride You said you gon love me all the time yeah I just need some smoke for the ride yeah

Every Saturday night, I get dressed up to ride for you, baby Cruisin' down the street on Hollywood and Vine for you, baby I drive fast, wind in my hair I push you to the limits 'cause I just don't care You ask me where I been I've been everywhere I don't wanna be no where but here (Come on, tell me, boy) I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire (Come on, tell me, boy) I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire (Come on, tell me, boy) I drive fast, wind in my hair I push you to the limits 'cause I just don't care I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire Every Saturday night, I seem to come alive for you, baby Santa Monica, I'm racing in the lights for you, baby I drive fast, radio blares Have to touch myself to pretend you're there Your hands were on my hips, your name is on my lips Over, over again, like my only prayer (Come on, tell me, boy) I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire (Come on, tell me, boy) I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire (Come on, tell me, boy) I drive fast, wind in my hair I push it to the limits 'cause I just don't care I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire I'm driving fast, flash Everyone knows it I'm tryin' to get to you, baby I'm feelin' scared and you know it I'm driving fast, flash Everyone knows it I'm tryin' to get to you, baby I'm feelin' scared and you know it I'm driving fast, flash Everyone knows it I'm tryin' to get to you, baby I'm feelin' scared and you know it I'm driving fast, flash Everyone knows it I'm tryin' to get to you, baby I'm feelin' scared and you know it I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire (Come on, tell me, boy) I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire (Come on, tell me, boy) I drive fast, wind in my hair I push it to the limits 'cause I just don't care I've got a burning desire for you, baby I've got a burning desire