[Intro] Yeah Yeah Mudboy! Bitch! Mudboy! Bitch! (One, two) [Verse 1] Where’s the, where’s the… gas, gas? Roll it up, puff-puff, pass-pass Never too many, grab bags Too many hoes with fat ass Hole in the back of your head like a snapback It ain’t no scheme when you tryna get the scouts back (Bitch) Too many funny, shit like “Nigga, where the scouts at?” (Where?) I like bad hoes (Bitch), they like me back (Yeah) I got mad hoes (Yeah), gotta subtract (I got hoes) Nigga ain’t tried me so don’t watch that (I got hoes) ‘Til a nigga try me, don’t watch thatRead More →

[Intro] We got London On Da Track [Hook: Tee Grizzley] Them niggas driving slow, jump in a new lane (get over bro) This a Bentayga not a Mulsane (the Bentley) No rachet bitches, [??], this my new gang (don’t talk) Blew a nigga life savings on this coupe, damn Get her back to the crib, she gon’ open up (she open) That bitch told you she don’t smoke, she right here rolling up (we [??]) She suck me off before we left, she ain’t hold me up (no cap) Since I already came, you can’t go with us [Verse 2: Offset] Offset! Smoking up [??],Read More →

(feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan) [Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I got too many hoes I can’t fuck them all Don’t know how to play but I ball Stacking that money up make it tall Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost Mama ain’t made no hoe, she made a boss My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off Rocking designer I’m dripping in sauce All of my diamonds real so they cost You know it costs to live like this I got a bad lil boss bitch Too many diamonds, camera glitch Yeah I’m shining no [?] Ain’t got to tell them theyRead More →

[Intro] Know im sayin’ This that new wave shit know what im sayin’ This that new wave shit ya dig (4 Pockets full know what i’m saying, free the gang) [Verse 1] Im smoking loud this that moonrock They tryna sue cause i’m gettin’ paper I dropped out of school and get no education My momma she happy cause I finally made it She living better [?] is full Buy her a Bentayga Bentley truck With an AP today tomorrow switch it up Honeycomb diamonds VVS’s cut Standing on stage, I really came from nothing I took me a break, don’t mean i’m getting rustyRead More →

[Intro] Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Pussy man I smoke that organic Fendi down I’m smoking organic [Verse] Effin and I’m smoking organic She menaging, need some more breath I got smoke all in the air Fuck this up and you get left (Fuck it up and air it out!) AP on my fucking left Stack it up right on the shelf Yo bitch look for me in ya I got drip all in this walk I got cash, I let it walk I’ma do this by myself On the jet by by myself I touchdown and shoot theRead More →

[Verse 1: Cuban Doll] Hundred bands, times a hundred bands Can you get it, ain’t no running man Keep a hundred rounds, we gon’ get him I ain’t never gave a fuck about no bitch Cause I’m bigger and I’m better Keep a Smith & Wesson we can do whatever, aye You say you a boss, I know you a lame And that nigga ugly what the fuck you saying? You ain’t getting money girl you need a plan You a broke bitch, always holding out your hand I’m a real bitch I just be getting bad Spend and get it back then I spendRead More →

[Intro: Pachino & Famous Dex] Yeah (you know) Ah, had to sip that lemon water, you know Talk my shit heavily (yeah, heavily, man) Lotta shit changed in the past few years, you know Less friends, more money though (yeah, what) Huh, count up Huh, yeah (skrrt) Uh, yeah (skrrt, talk your shit, Chino) [Verse 1: Pachino & Famous Dex] Uh, Balenciaga runners (yeah) Huh, put in hours just like a trucker Man, I don’t fuck with suckas (skrrt, skrrt) Huh, came up in this rap shit, they say I lucked up Man, they got me fucked up (got me fucked up) Huh, my manRead More →

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Young Thug] We got London on da Track Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I need two vaults With the two cars What that coupe cost? Get that tool off What your jewels cost? What that coupe cost? I need two vaults I’m the new Hulk [Chorus: Tee Grizzley] Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two) Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk We don’t pay attention to no loose talk Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip) Can’t wear myRead More →

[Intro: Swae Lee] 30, you a fool for this one Oh, C-L-O-S-E Ear Drummers Mike WiLL Made-It [Verse 1: Travis Scott] One rope in the chain, yeah, lightin’ propane, yeah Dousin’ the flame, yeah, bounce for some change, yeah Gang can’t be tamed, yeah, ice in our veins, yeah Somethin’ feels strange, this cup is dangerous Somethin’ ain’t right, dawg (yeah), we in too easy (yeah) Been here all night, dawg, really, I’m tweakin’, yeah (it’s lit) Lookin’ to pipe some, ass in the party, look like a pageant (pop it) If we gon’ fight some, beat it and dash it, lawyer do magic (alright)Read More →

[Chorus: Post Malone] Yeah, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though [Verse 1: Post Malone] You stuck in the friend zone, I tell her four, five, the fifth,Read More →

[Intro: Al Pacino & Rich The Kid] I told you, man, I told you! Don’t fuck with me! I told you, no fucking kids! No, but you wouldn’t listen, why, you stupid fuck, look at you now Huh Money way, only way, y’know what I’m sayin’? Lil bitch [Chorus: Rich The Kid] Was up trappin’ early (early) She bad and boujee but whippin’ a birdie My cup is so dirty (what) Your diamonds don’t shine, my pinky a 30 Pour up the pint, that’s so clean (so clean) The rims of the Bentley cost 14 Ain’t doin’ no talkin’, the red beam (red beam) MyRead More →

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley] All bark no bite, that’s what these niggas is, hol’ up Put my whole neck on ice, that’s what my jeweler did Bust down pour, bust down beer, all of my charms Patek on my left, AP on my right, all on my arms Miami too hot, tell her plug in the Boca Raton Just got on parole, I hit the dope once, I choked up a lung Take a nigga bitch, get deep in (deep in) Instagram hoes wanna meet him If she ain’t talkin’ ’bout eatin’ him (bitch eat it) Leave that bitch in the DM Just had aRead More →

Psycho by Post Malone Damn, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you Roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you Roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChinoRead More →

Bijan 4 The 1 Time Metro Boomin’ want some more, nigga! [Offset:] Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slide on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I’m tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety, split the coupe on my wrist Multi-million dollar, I’m a fool with the hits Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits Poppin’ but you really not ‘gone shoot Ninety pointers [?] my diamonds look like hula hoops Hope in my Bentayga, Hennessy [?] masseuseRead More →

[Intro] Ayy, yeah, uh, uh [Verse 1] I’m a runner to the money Count digits and shit, that’s sunny I get more than ever wanted Eat dinner, I’m bout my Funyuns I ain’t speaking on these bitches Less hundreds, just in the duffle More important Sit in meetings and tell ‘em don’t move a muscle Now I’m ballin’, all my exes don’t call ‘em or send a message (hello?) Can’t sex ‘em or arrest ‘em I promise I’m somewhere flexing Add it up, then load the western I’m fiending the latest stretch up Bop these bitches on the daily Don’t trust ‘em, these girls beRead More →

[Intro: Quavo] Woo, woo, woo, woo Woo, woo, woo, woo [Verse 1: Quavo] Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (wroof) Trap nigga with the chickens like Popeye’s (Popeye’s) Money changin’ colors like tie-dye (tie-dye) I’m just tryna get it, I ain’t tryna die (whoa) She got a big ol’ onion booty, make the world cry (cry) In the kitchen, wrist twistin’ like a stir fry (whip it) Hold them bands down (hey) Hold your mans down (hey) Who told you come around? (who?) This that trap sound (trap) Designer clothes (clothes), fashion shows (shows) Trap house (house), made of gold (gold) Control the bagRead More →

(Intro) Dexter Check your access (Check your access) Dexter Uh woah Ear Drummers Ooh, uh All this money, I might hide it in the bank Know what I’m sayin’? What we doin’? Diamonds one me, f*ck around and make ’em Dex Meet Dexter Uh woah, uh Dexter, wait (Chorus) All this money, I might hide it in the bank (hide it in the what?) Diamonds on me, f*ck around and make you faint (f*ck around and make you faint) Talkin’ money, yeah, I be on that same sh*t (ooh) With my gang, b*tch, we dangerous, you can’t hang with this (you can’t hang, Dexter) AllRead More →

Yeah, shinin’ hard ’cause we back up Rose gold from your neck up You know you gon’ get stopped, tryna check us Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah I need to cut some of ’em off, I need help I got some bad tings, I want ’em to myself Had to take the time to cut ’em off, I need help I know how to make the girls go crazy When you treat her like your number one baby Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis Put your ice on rocks,Read More →

[Intro: Rich The Kid] Ayy, new freezer You know what it was when you synced up, ayy Dat way, yuh, yuh, yeah dat way [Chorus: Rich the Kid] My bitch too foreign, need a visa (ooh) I don’t need her (huh?) Pull up drop top with a eater (skrrt) Two seater (skrrt) New bitch wanna fuck to my AP (AP, ice) New freezer (ice) I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands (bands) Hop off a jet to a check when I land (yuh) My bitch too foreign, need a visa (bitch) I don’t need her (huh?) Pull up drop top with a eater (yeah) Two seaterRead More →

Lyrics Rich the Kid – New freezer Ayyy, new freezer You know what it was when you synced up, ayy Dat way, yuh, yuh, yeah dat way. My b*tch too foreign, need a visa I don’t need her Pull up drop top with a eater Two seater New b*tch wanna f*ck to my AP New freezer I woke up thinkin’ ’bout bands Hop off a jet to a check when I land My b*tch too foreign, need a visa I don’t need her Pull up drop top with a eater Two seater New b*tch wanna f*ck to my AP New freezer I woke up thinkin’Read More →

[Intro] Boy they already know what it is when I talk this shit here Dae Dae let’s go and give it to ’em boy Let’s go’n get ’em out the way, it’s a new wave nigga [Verse 1] Neck piece too lit, this bitch too lit AP two bricks, bad bitch too thick Fashion, oohwee, backend, oohwee Kardashian, two piece, MAC or that Uzi Trappin’ by pool creek, action when it’s ’bout me They say you not the man in the streets I’m flashy, now you got with the key I crashed it, now I’m in that new straight A Jeep It’s happenin’, they finallyRead More →

[Intro: MadeinTYO] Rocks on that bitch Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded [Chorus: MadeinTYO] Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah Yeah it’s flooded, yeahRead More →

[Chorus: Alastair] Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up And roll up and roll out Let them think what they think, it’s funny how They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now Yeah ’cause they don’t know us They can’t say what they say Don’t give us thoughts Don’t need them anyway [Verse 1: Tinie Tempah] Everywhere I go, I gotta pose Sittin’ on the throne with a ‘fro Chillin’ with a prince at the BAFTA’s Gold all over the globe Any time I stress, I can get it from a rasta Headside, kill ’em when they know Didn’t want to knowRead More →

[Shout outs] [Chorus] Trappin’ n cappin’ I’m whippin’ the pot I post up Zone 1 with the pans and the pots I came up from trappin’ n cappin’, now I got that guap Draco pull up, and I spray your block I’m trappin’ n cappin’, watching for the cops I walk around with the bands on the blocks AP on my wrist, I’m sitting at the top I fell in love with the Pyrex, I whip the pot Trappin’ n cappin’ i’m whippin’ the pot I post up Zone 1 with the pans and pots I came up from trappin’ n cappin’, now I gotRead More →

[Chorus] Been gettin’ money thought I told ya Been gettin’ money thought I told ya Been gettin’ money thought I told ya Think I’m lyin’, come let me show ya’ We gon’ keep swiping til’ that piece D We gon’ keep swiping til’ that piece D We gon’ keep swiping til’ that piece D We gon’ keep swiping til’ that piece D Been gettin’ money thought I told ya Been gettin’ money thought I told ya Been gettin’ money thought I told ya Think I’m lyin’, come let me show ya’ We gon’ keep swiping til’ that piece D We gon’ keep swiping til’ thatRead More →

[Hook: Yung Tory] These niggas my sons and I’m yo’ father She get lit when I play that water I’m in the VIP with yo’ baby momma I take her to the crib, you took her to Benihana I ain’t never bought a hoe McDonald’s I was trappin’ out my momma’s Honda [Verse 1: Yung Tory] I don’t know why these niggas talkin’ Like I don’t be with niggas that want lot from ’em Leave ’em in the creek like its Dawson Bitch I’m saucin’ baby I’m saucin’ So you should let me hit it ya I came through at the gym, you never hitRead More →

[Hook: K Camp] Bitch I’m big time and my bitch fine I’m gon’ get mine, let my wrist shine Bitch I’m big time and my bitch fine I’m gon’ get mine, let my wrist shine Let my wrist shine, let my wrist shine Let my wrist shine, bitch I’m big time Bitch I’m big time and my bitch fine Let my wrist shine, let my wrist shine [Verse 1: K Camp] Bitch I’m big time and my bitch fine Threw that back though We don’t wait in line That’s an Audemar Watch that bitch shine Coulda bought a car But I bought some diamonds ThoughtRead More →

Lyrics Young Thug – Gang up I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us Bet your hoe, she know us ‘Cause you know we blowed up We stay down And crame up, and came up We stay down We came up, the gang up. 2 Chaiiiinz (Yeahhh) I’m a villanious winner With precision, I’m killing We resent the religion Ended up independent Took my car to the clinic Let ’em check all the vitals Middle finger to rivals Michael Jackson, myRead More →

Ain’t nobody studyin these lil pissy ass lil hoes man Dat bitch know what the fuck going on.. I swear (Chorus) Bitch I’m the shit Bitch looka dis Gotta brick on my wrist Bitch looka dis Dis a brick yea yea yea yea yea yea yea Dis a brick yea yea yea yea yea yea yea Bitch talking shit, Big Boy get hit, come through shit gone get lit Snow ball on your wrist That’s a brick yea yea yea yea yea yea God damnit That’s a brick yea yea yea yea yea yea yea Thirty-Six Thirty-Six Thirty-Six this bitch thick Brick on my wrist,Read More →

[Hook: Rich The Kid & Famous Dex] I’m in the back of that Maybach Me and your bitch, we go way back Ain’t doing no flexing, this straight facts Me and Young Dexter blow more racks (hold on Rich) You run up on me, push your shit back Count up the money, need more stacks Wait, I do the drugs and I’m healing Diamonds on me cost a building [Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Famous Dex] AP got her skating Run to the money, we racing She a freak, swallow children New foreign cost a building Don’t trap where you stay, man they comeRead More →