Oooh Blueface baby (Blueface baby) Yeah, aight Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh Used to ride the bus down (Skrr) Now I wear a Bussdown (Ice) I just made six like a touchdown I need it all when I touch down Used to ride the bus down (Hey) Now I wear a Bussdown (Bussdown) I just made 6sixlike a touchdown (Brr) I need it all when I touch down I used to roll in the metro (Metro) Rollie Bussdown like the metro (Bussdown) Million dollar cars off the metro (Metro) I used to shop off the let go (Let go) Now I go shop just to let go (Let go) I ain't never had a school award (Never) Spent fifty thousand on a watch (Watch) And it came with a appraisal (Ooh) Put a hole in a nigga (Bang) Now he looking like a bagel (Bang) How could I ever go broke (Never) If Cash Money is the label? (Weirdo) Bleed the block in a mini van (Bleed 'em) Like I came and fixed the cable, man Ain't it a great feeling? Damn Beat the odds now, I get paid for the evening Used to ride the bus down (Skrr, woo) Now I wear a Bussdown (Bussdown) I just made six like a touchdown (Six) I need it all when I touch down (I need that) Used to ride the bus down (Woo) Now I wear a Bussdown I just made six like a touchdown (Brr, brr) I need it all when I touch down (Offset) Bussdown Cuban, fuck it, bust the Uzi Smoking on a cookie and I made the air polluted I can feel the whole hundred racks in the Ksubis (Racks) I've been getting money since a young nigga Juvie (Hey) Look at how I drip, Austin Powers, groovy (Look it) 12 get behind me, bust a left, then a U-ey (12) Diamonds get to hitting and they splashin' on the Louis (Splash) Thick bad bitch on the 'gram and I flew it (Bad) Bussdown a watch, I'ma bust down your thot (Woo) Thirty round Glock cause a nigga tryna plot Lamborghini drop-top flexing on a opp (Flex) I'm a walking zombie when I'm sippin' on the wock (Wock) Trapping out the bando (Bando) Get the work, make the profit, buy a Range Rover (Profit) When I got my first mil' it was game over (Game over) Had to go and pop the ceil' now the pain over (Hey) Used to ride the bus down (Bus down) Now I wear a Bussdown (Bussdown) I just made six like a touchdown (Touchdown) I need it all when I touch down (Touch down) Used to ride the bus down (Bus down) Now I wear a Bussdown (Bussdown) I just made six like a touchdown (Touchdown) I need it all when I touch down (Touch down) I need half upfront (Right now) The other half when I touch down (Touch down) Can't do nothing without the backie (Back end) They just want me in the backie (Backie) Keep sticks on me like a caddie (Ooh) But you will never catch me lacking (Never) I pulled up in a big Benz (Big Benz) I keep a stick like an old man (Old man) They just want her a rich man (Rich man) I'm in the area like Richmond (Richmond) Always had me a vision But this ain't That's So Raven Bitch I fly like a raven (Raven) I'm Baltimore like the Ravens (Ravens) Chopper make a nigga breakdance (Breakdance) Paint his brain on the pavement Used to ride the bus down (Bus down) Now I wear a Bussdown (Bussdown) I just made six like a touchdown (Touchdown) I need it all when I touch down (Touch down) Used to ride the bus down (Bus down) Now I wear a Bussdown (Bussdown) I just made six like a touchdown (Touchdown) I need it all when I touch down (Touch down)

Diamonds on fleek Bitch, I ain't talking about the heat, oh Put it on, streets We straight out the streets We straight out the streets Straight out the streets to a penthouse Straight out the streets to a penthouse Miami beach (Yayo) Niggas talk crazy on tweets (Who) They don't want it 'cause I come to defeat (They don't wanna) I peep, these niggas all sweet (Weak) Bamboo sticks all in the Jeep (Brr, brr) There's a new weirdo every week (Weirdo) Get the whip, put it up for my seats (Put it up) No cure for the IG disease (No cure) Do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Anything) Do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Clout) Do anything for clout (Clout, do this, woo woo) They do anything for clout (Anything) Do anything for clout (Hey) Bitch, watch your mouth (Watch it) Bitch, stay in your place (Place) Bitch, get out the way (Love) My bitch on your ass, Kim K (Yeah) No disrespect (Nah) The nigga be tripping, but we love Ye (He tripping) Swapping our cars with my bitch I bought her the Lambo She bought me the Wraith (Swappin') Practice, practice, practice make perfect Nigga, it's never too late (Never, never, never) I took the ssss outta the snake (I took the soul out the snake) Did not see the bills up out of the bank (Racks) The blog and the media fake (They fake) Shorty DM me, I'm straight (I'm straight) I'm not gon' bite on the bait (Nah) Sipping on toxic waste (Look) On the low with your bitch and it's great (On the low) Mask on her face, chaser Run to the set, we in shape (Show) If I go broke she gone leave, escape (She gone) I put 2 mill in the safe just in case Don't go my way (no cap) My kids gotta have money not just me (Facts) Thats selfish (It's selfish) Oh, I took the crown off the king Like Mike did Elvis (Oh, I took it) Ooh, the world is wild, he dying Don't lie, that don't help him (World is wild) Ooh, your bitch want to eat up the drip And you can not help it Straight out the streets to a penthouse Miami beach (Yayo) Niggas talk crazy on tweets (Who) They don't want it 'cause I come to defeat (They don't wanna) I peep, these niggas all sweet (Weak) Bamboo sticks all in the Jeep (Brr, brr) There's a new weirdo every week (Weirdo) Get the whip, put it up for my seats (Put it up) No cure for the IG disease (No cure) Do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Anything) Do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Clout) Do anything for clout (Clout, do this, woo woo) They do anything for clout (Anything) Do anything for clout (Hey) Look, whole lotta people need to hear this (Facts) It's a lotta names on my hit list (Bap bap) Mouth still say what it wants to (Woo) Pussy still wet like a big bitch (Facts, facts) I should run a whole blog at this rate (Phew) They using my name for clickbait (Clickbait) Bitches even wanna start fake beef (Fake beef) Just send a little weave in the mixtape They know I'm the bomb, they ticking me off Saying anything to get a response I know that mean they traffic is low Somebody just gotta practice to launch So fuck being tame I'd rather be wild Bitches is Brandy, they wanna be down Soon as these bitches got something to sell They say my name, say my name, Destiny Child Everybody wanna be lit Everybody wanna be rich Everybody wanna be this If I was you, I'd hate me bitch Read my rhymes, nigga, suck my dick All of that talk and I'm calling it out Public opinions from private accounts You not a check, then you gotta bounce I got the drip, come get an ounce They do anything for clout (Clout) They do anything for clout (Whoo) Bitches is mad, bitches is trash (Errr) Oscar the Grouch (Grouch) Seeing me win, they gotta hurt Ooh, ooh, ouch Said when they see me, what they gon' do? Bitch, not from the couch, bah Do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Anything) Do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Clout) Do anything for clout (Clout, do this, woo woo) They do anything for clout (Anything) Do anything for clout

Yeah Lookin' like I caught a (Look at me) Cardi (Look at me) Cardi (Look at me) Woah Lookin' like I caught a lick Run up on me, you get hit And all my bitches with the shits Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch Lookin' like I caught a lick Since Day 1, I've been that bitch Got some hittas in my clique Lookin' like I caught a lick Lookin' like I caught a lick Look at me, look at me They ain't like me before, now they bookin' me The glow got bitches so shook at me They like, "Chef Cardi B, what you cookin' B?" I say, "Bitches, got me on some new shit" I swear niggas got me feelin' ruthless Too much mo'fuckers done doubted me That's why I had to just prove it I remember walkin' in the stores, I couldn't buy nothin' They look at me starin' Now I just walk in the stores, I like it I cop it I don't even think Bank tellers asking for info 'Cause now my deposits on Kimbo Told that bitch, "Gimme my money Why the fuck you askin' all this info?" Run up, get done up Got shooters ready for a come up Promise you I didn't luck up Was grindin' all night Didn't sleep 'til the sun up Now I got up on my shit Walk around like I'm that bitch Every nigga wanna hit Lookin' like I caught a lick Run up on me, you get hit And all my bitches with the shits Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch Lookin' like I caught a lick Since Day 1, I've been that bitch Got some hittas in my clique Lookin' like I caught a lick Lookin' like I caught a lick See me in my 'bach, now they all surprised Now they call my phone, I just press decline Not even six seconds, I don't give 'em Vine Tell 'em, "Fall back," all must recline Bitches mad as fuck but I don't give a fuck Niggas can't believe it, better soak it up Lookin' like I caught a lick, bitch Your nigga got me on his wishlist Thought I was makin' no moves? Thought I was gon' be livin' in Sues? Thought I was makin' no money? You fuckin' thought I was gon' lose Everythin' I did, I swear I got paid Been 'bout my money, that ain't gon' change Bitch, you gon' drown tryna ride on my wave Corny ass bitches, I just can't relate Run up, get done up Got shooters ready for a come up Promise you I didn't luck up Was grindin' all night Didn't sleep 'til the sun up Now I got up on my shit Walk around like I'm that bitch Every nigga wanna hit Lookin' like I caught a lick Run up on me, you get hit And all my bitches with the shits Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch Lookin' like I caught a lick Since Day 1, I've been that bitch Got some hittas in my clique Lookin' like I caught a lick Lookin' like I caught a lick Look at me Look at me Look at me Look at me

Scum on the beat Blue face baby Yeah, yeah, yeah-aight Damn scum, back at it again (ohh) Finessed a motherfuckin' beat (finessed) Quit the fuck your ho and tell your ho to fuckin' leave (get out) Never sweeped the hoes? Ho, get up, out my suite (leave) You can't get your phone back 'til your Uber in the streets (yeah) Hol' on (shh, you hear that?) I just found the fucking beat (finessed) Quit the fuck your ho and tell your hoe to fuckin' leave (get out) Never sweeped the hoes? Ho, get up, out my suite (leave) You can't get your phone back 'til your Uber in the streets (get out) I don't get sad, look at my wrist, it makes me happy (ohh) He only fuckin' you ho, just to get at me (fuck nigga) I got put on without a beat homie, bro, don't lil' bro me (yeah) Can't hit the weed, I get the highest I don't complain, only fly private (woo) Dick in her mouth, it's keepin' her quiet Pull up to Gucci, I like it, I buy it Keep it on me, I'd die for the diamonds Fresh off the flight, I walk like a giant Broke nigga, opinion is biased Niggas be like, "No cap", cappin' I did my last ho so cold, got her a Gucci jacket Graow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow! Damn scum, back at it again (ohh) Finessed a motherfuckin' beat (finessed) Quit the fuck your ho and tell your ho to fuckin' leave (get out) Never sweeped the hoes? Ho, get up, out my suite (leave) You can't get your phone back 'til your Uber in the streets (yeah) Hol' on (shh, you hear that?) I just found the fucking beat (finessed) Quit the fuck your ho and tell your hoe to fuckin' leave (get out) Never sweeped the hoes? Ho, get up, out my suite (leave) You can't get your phone back 'til your Uber in the streets (get out) I just, I just found the fuckin' beat, ohh (yeah) Drop the pin, we airin' out your BNB (piu-piu-piu) Hos peakin', I can't even reach my peak (yeah) I put fours on a G-Wagon, I don't really fuck with Jeep Two twin glocks, Zack and Cody, ohh Damn, life is sweet (yeah) Never sweeped the hoes? Ho, get up, out the suite (get out) How the fuck we beefin'?, We ain't ever fuckin' meet (how?) How the fuck am I a rapper, I just barely found the fuckin' beat Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Damn, scum, back at it again (ohh) Finessed a motherfuckin' beat (finessed) Quit the fuck your ho and tell your ho to fuckin' leave (get out) Never sweeped the hoes? Ho, get up, out my suite (leave) You can't get your phone back 'til your Uber in the streets (yeah) Hol' on (shh, you hear that?) I just found the fucking beat (finessed) Quit the fuck your ho and tell your hoe to fuckin' leave (get out) Never sweeped the hoes? Ho, get up, out my suite (leave) You can't get your phone back 'til your Uber in the streets

ISO, ISO, ISO Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah She get so high, she get stoned She get lit, then she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' Ayy, ayy Dealin' with this fame (Fame) Dealin' for this love before my name got so big Shootin' in the paint (Swish) Baby girl be sippin' on the drank (Drank, drank) She get high, she get stoney She never leave from my side She never leave a nigga lonely I know shawty that gon' ride I knew she my ride or die Point your hands to the sky 'Cause, baby girl, that's where we goin' She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' I could take away from the pain (Take away) Get you cars and houses up in yo' name (In yo' name) Keep that shit a hunnid, all I'm sayin' (All I'm sayin') You be geekin' out this world, don't you babe? (Don't you babe?) She be turnt out, ex-nigga burnt out With the Lambo, go on 'head and burn out Boy, that's my bitch, what is your concern 'bout? She look straight, man I got lil baby turned out Super Prada, the way that you turned out Diamond in the rough that I picked out (Gang, gang) She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin'

I've seen now, well, I've seen failure a few times, more recently than before actually Y'know, it's quite interesting how much more complicated things get when you become Quote on quote, "rich and famous" I said, I said quote on quote because, y'know, one man's rich can be stuff from poverty And it's hard to explain that when you're so narrow minded, seeing the world with two eyes shut And I realize that now some people can't feel what they haven't seen So there's no point in me trying to explain my troubles, huh It's not that I don't think that anyone cares about- I think, like, it's up to me to fix or deal with them, y'know? I kinda look at everything, like, well, no matter what, I mean, it could be worse Y'know, like, okay, say, say, like, I lost a finger, okay, well, I still have nine Or, or even like, when someone broke into my house I felt like, well One certainly needed more than I did, these things are replacable, y'know? It kinda just helps with stress levels to think that way, y'know? Kinda like, uh, it could be worse, oh, well Easier said than done, I'm sure, huh But failure? Oh man, failure, that took time to understand, y'know? Like, failure doesn't mean defeat, more so, like, try again, shit, try even harder Revise your steps and rewrite your future Failure to me isn't, like always a negative thing More so, more so like just a way to relook at things, and you never know how close you are to success

Buddah bless this beat It's us! Strappin' the keeper, mm, uh (hit 'em with the Jab) Keepin' the keys on, uh, yeah Keepin' the keys to the Wock', I'ma pull out (boys) Go, okay, slatt Yeah, 'crete Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out Gimme the keys to the 'crete, I'ma pull out Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out (skrrt, 'crete) Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma, uh, skrrt, uh Go, I'm on the top of that shit, yeah Okay, okay Earl On The Beat (okay, concrete boys) Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out (yeah) Walk in the spot, 50 deep with the tool out They know that it's us, show out at the cookout (slatt, go) We getting money, don't care 'bout what they on (us) Finger fuck hunnids at home all alone, in a suit with a stick like Capone (beep) Bo for the Jackson, like shamone I took the chrome to chrome (shamone) I took this bitch, I boned (beezy) I made her leave her phone, yes (yeah, oh) Who said we ain't made records? (Go) Rich-ass still eating Checkers Still pull up, double decker (boys) Still control the whole Mecca Still that nigga, still (still) I still fuck her, I will (will) Might put this bitch in my will (will) (Man, you're gon' do what? This nigga trippin', I'm from, nigga) (It's us!) Chill Fuckin' this bitch in the hills, I ain't even lick her, she wet as a eel Ew, nigga, I'm just talkin' (oh my God) Get on these beats and I'm not even rappin', I'm literally flossin' and walkin' (walk) Get on these beats that I'm literally walkin', on God, I really be flossin' (walk) Bitch in the sheets, hit that bitch from the back, put the pussy inside of a coffin

Lil Boat! Baby girl this ain't a dream I keep like 6 in my jeans Everything ain't what it seems But I'm really rich, what you mean? Oh baby come blow a young fellow like chello I wanna stuff you then lick you and stick you Just like a lil rello I'm too complex, shoulda, called me Marc Ecko Hunnits all over the floor like rose petals Chains on my neck like I won a gold medal I'll pop her shit just like kettle Fuckin' with me, you'll get lost in the sauce like... oh oh I got 22 diamonds, they're brighter I stay with my shooter and he'll put that heat to your head like hairdryer Nigga never been a liar No, no Free all my real niggas locked up Bitches come 'round when the stock's up I give a fuck if you're not us I give a fuck if you're not us I thought you knew I ain't give a fuck Ice on my neck cost a Tonka truck Please do not call up my phone if it's not 'bout bucks I ain't ever been a runner up no Cry me a river, bitch get out Nut on her face, that's my kids' house I'm from the South like a slave's house We just count money and fuck on these hoes We just count money and fuck on these hoes Yeah, yeah If you ain't gettin' money, you broke, bitch I ain't never fuck with no broke bitch Fangs on my teeth like a fork, pitch I mean pitchfork, damn I'm gettin' brain like a dork Young nigga hopped off the porch My bitch do white like Scott Storch Ain't no nigga gonna extort me Beam at his head like Hindu Beat up that pussy like Ryu Pussy so bald just like Caillou He'll pay a band to get by you Young nigga, I do not tie shoes I really don't give a fuck I'll drop that nut on her butt Young nigga nasty as fuck Chrome to his head like Daft Punk Don't make me open my trunk Bro got the gas like a skunk He been servin' from the jump, oh