[Hook: Brent Faiyaz] She see money all around me I look like I’m the man, yeah But I was down and out like last week Tell me where have you been? You came out of hiding, girl Don’t act like I’m your man You just a fan, you don’t hold rank Don’t hold no rank [Verse 1: GoldLink] Bet against a real ass nigga with a sick ass mouth And a slick ass flow Catch-a-bullet-’round-me-nigga and a player when I’m comin’ for the kitty, I’m a fool, goddamn Do it for my niggas in the ghost right there Do it for my niggas in theRead More →

[Intro: Young Thug] Everything right Everything right Everything right Everything right All these niggas Everything right, you back in Givenchy I only drink Actavis, I’m on a diet I’ma chase it like Hussain All this money bring a nigga new pain (woah, woah, woah) Yeah, yeah [Chorus: Young Thug] I got at least 200 hoes Fresh to death, and I leave my current in a doze Up and down you ain’t receive nothin’ ’bout this dough And these hundreds ain’t goin’ nowhere like a moat [Verse 1: Young Thug] I bought my moms a car, it felt amazin’ My niggas bangin’ burgundy like the RedskinsRead More →

[Verse 1] Locked in the Six ho I done put your daddy on Dolce Gabana my cologne How I’m smellin’ like I’m grown Your money short like Frodo My money tall like Eiffell Tower, blowin’ on sour for about an hour Niggas be cowards, dope like flour Told her ten minutes then that mean an hour In the club poppin’ bottles, it’s a champagne shower Niggas can’t check me, these niggas be frauds Now money keep pilin’ but a nigga got to count it Once again I love Ben Frank That nigga keep me smiling Might just take a trip to an island [Chorus] I’mRead More →

They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols I’m tryna feed my family, I ain’t being political You ain’t givin’ out money then they look at you pitiful You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon’ shoot up your Sprinter I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can’t wait ’til December Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon’ shoot you on camera Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin’ toRead More →

Lyrics Kevin Gates – Attention Walk without an entourage in which I won’t discuss Killers in New York in the clink, they know enough My celly spit in the sink, one blink, I’m sheddin’ blood If we was in the street, one squeeze would wet him up Acceptin’ no disrespect, wait, who am I to budge? Quarter million dollar mouth, who am I? The plug? Nothin’ that can save you, your life is now above I wouldn’t even give a f**k if you and I were blood No one lent their helpin’ hand, got it out the mud Rappers in the industry see me andRead More →

Taz countin’ all this fuckin’ money CashMoneyAP Git, git, grrah Git, git, grrah Desiigner Let me tell you how it is I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick Told me stay away from theRead 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: OG Maco] Let the bodies hit the Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor [Verse 1: OG Maco] Never talk to pigs, I ain’t Charlotte It’s a web of lies and I gotta dodge ’em Collared for a crime and the system dog ’em Niggas’ fleas off ’em, coppin’ pleas often Freedom seem certain And if he ain’t talkin’Read More →

[Intro: Doe Boy] If Esco don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you You know how we rockin’ for young Future man [Hook: Doe Boy] I got 56 shots, nigga play with Esco Choppers start boomin’, nigga play with Metro But nah this ain’t no Metro, this a beat by Lex though FBG the gang, bitch come sign to Death Row [Verse: Doe Boy] This ain’t gangsta rap, I’m just bringing hood back Let a savage in the game, I make ’em feel like Suge back All my niggas shoot straps, sell dog and cook crackRead More →

[Hook: Brent Faiyaz] She see money all around me I look like I’m the man, yeah But I was down and out like last week Tell me where have you been? You came out of hiding, girl Don’t act like I’m your man You just a fan, you don’t hold rank Don’t hold no rank [Verse 1: GoldLink] Bet against a real ass nigga with a sick ass mouth And a slick ass flow Catch-a-bullet-’round-me-nigga and a player when I’m comin’ for the kitty, I’m a fool, goddamn Do it for my niggas in the ghost right there Do it for my niggas in theRead More →

[Intro] If you gang, gang, gang, that’s what’s up with me Freebandz Fire Marshall [Chorus] Love a tool only ’til I swap it out We got papers, flip my stones, it ain’t no clouds Snatch a brand new Range Rover with the captain seats And I keep a MAC on me like I’m Master P Captain seats in my Maybach, in my Range Rover Then I flip, flip, flip, flip, game over (game over) Captain seats in the Maybach, in the Range Rover Then I flip, flip, flip, flip, game over (game over) [Verse 1] 2017 with the captains (flip) The price too high, youRead More →

If you gang, gang, gang, that’s what’s up with me Freebandz Fire Marshall [Chorus] Love a tool only ’til I swap it out We got papers, flip my stones, it ain’t no clouds Snatch a brand new Range Rover with the captain seats And I keep a MAC on me like I’m Master P Captain seats in my Maybach, in my Range Rover Then I flip, flip, flip, flip, game over (game over) Captain seats in the Maybach, in the Range Rover Then I flip, flip, flip, flip, game over (game over) [Verse 1] 2017 with the captains (flip) The price too high, you mustRead More →

[Verse 1: Solo 45] Rah Alright, roll, roll, roll Space between the cars, go, go, go Some of us are dench yo I don’t give a flying fuck Pagans gotta go, go, go Keep it on the low, low, low Nosey bastards askin’ questions Tell them niggas “I said so” [Bridge: Solo 45] Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips Spot any antennae, switch ‘em off [Hook: Solo 45] Let the MAC ring, ring, ring, ring Ring, ring, ring Let it ring, ring, ring, ring Ring, ring, ringRead More →

[Hook: Wiley] I tell a don it ain’t funny That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money I tell a don it ain’t funny That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money I tell a don it ain’t funny That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money I tell a don it ain’t funny That’s why I practice, so I stay on point like P Money, P Money [Verse 1: Wiley & P Money] I ain’t never been the type of spitter on a track To have a donny murk meRead More →

Lyrics Migos – What the price Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price No surprise.(what the price) What’s the price? Prices, prices, going up Prices, prices (price) The bitch bad, I slide Prices, prices, going up Hold on, yeah Prices, prices (price) What’s the price? What’s the price? Prices going up, prices Hold on (Price, going up yeah) I slide (skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, going up) Hold on (Woo woo woo, priceee). Bad Mona Lisa Slide with my people Pink slip for the ride But what’s in the trunk, it’s illegal Came from dimes, no cosignsRead More →

Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price No surprise What’s the price? Prices, prices, going up Prices, prices (price) The big bag, I slide Prices, prices, going up Hold on, yeah Prices, prices (price) What’s the price? What’s the price? Prices going up, prices Hold on (price, going up yeah) The big bag, I slide (sker sker, sker sker, going up) Hold on (Woo woo woo, price) Bad Mona Lisa Slide with my people Pink slip for the ride, but what’s in the trunk, it’s illegal Came from dimes, no cosigns You can read between theRead More →

[Intro: Quavo] Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price No surprise [Hook: Takeoff & Quavo] What’s the price? Prices, prices, going up Prices, prices (price) The big bag, I slide Prices, prices, going up Hold on, yeah Prices, prices (price) What’s the price? What’s the price? Prices going up, prices Hold on (price, going up yeah) The big bag, I slide (sker sker, sker sker, going up) Hold on (Woo woo woo, price) [Refrain: Quavo] Bad Mona Lisa Slide with my people Pink slip for the ride, but what’s in the trunk, it’s illegal Came fromRead More →

Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price Tell me the price No surprise What’s the price? Prices, prices, going up Prices, prices (price) The big bag, I slide Prices, prices, going up Hold on, yeah Prices, prices (price) What’s the price? What’s the price? Prices going up, prices Hold on (price, going up yeah) The big bag, I slide (sker sker, sker sker, going up) Hold on (Woo woo woo, price) Bad Mona Lisa Slide with my people Pink slip for the ride, but what’s in the trunk, it’s illegal Came from dimes, no cosigns You can read between theRead More →

[Hook] Girls going wild in the water (wild) Girls going wild in the water (splash) Made a couple halves from a quarter (chef it) Tryna turn a kid into a baller (swish) Cooking up a jawn like pasta (cook it) Cooking up a jawn like pasta (cook it) All these broke niggas need a BAFTA (BAFTA) You ain’t in the field, you’re an actor (nah) Girls going wild in the water (wild) Girls going wild in the water (splash) Made a couple halves from a quarter (swish) Tryna turn a kid into a baller (balling) Cooking up a jawn like pasta (chef it) Cooking upRead More →

[Intro: Lil Durk] Gang! Yeah 2 times, 2 times! [Hook: Lil Durk] Purple water, pour up that berry that’s blue ring Diamond water Tity Boi 2 times, that’s like 4 chains Boss shit, I fucked yo’ baby mama in Mulsanne Fashion (?) fashion week, you should peep my shoe game Hoes wanna fuck ’cause the fame, Ay! Ay! I think I wear more Yeezys than North West and Kim K Private jet, fuck a key I tell the clip boys that I’m late .40 on me, if you reading this message you too late [Verse 1: Lil Durk] The streets left me hangin’ with niggasRead More →

[Intro: Lil Durk & 21 Savage] I’mma say it 2 times with this money, money, on me, on me Gang! We ain’t playin’ with this niggas man Ay we different nigga Boss shit! [Hook: Lil Durk] I just say it 2 times with this money, money and it’s on me, on me Why you tweakin’ ain’t my homie, homie (Gang!) Get this cash, cash, I just want it fast, fast I’mma spaz, spaz, get on yo’ ass, ass (Gang! Gang!) No need for vest, vest Aim, aim, hit, hit, a chance, chance yes, yes (Dope) Shooters, shooters with me, with me Why you playin’ 50s,Read More →

[Intro] I got my nina, don’t need her Rest in peace Miss Cleo ‘Cause she know I’m just gon’ read her Rest in peace to Cleo I got my nina, don’t need her Rest in peace Miss Cleo ‘Cause she know I’m just gon’ read her Rest in peace to Cleo [Hook] Yea I’m walkin’ with them racks Yea I’m walkin’ with them stacks Watch I make it right back And my uzi all black Walk around with the MAC It was really nice to know ya But I see right through ya Now my crib got a pool Now a nigga livin’ cool Water,Read More →

[Intro] I got my nina, don’t need her Rest in peace Miss Cleo ‘Cause she know I’m just gon’ read her Rest in peace to Cleo I got my nina, don’t need her Rest in peace Miss Cleo ‘Cause she know I’m just gon’ read her Rest in peace to Cleo [Hook] Yea I’m walkin’ with them racks Yea I’m walkin’ with them stacks Watch I make it right back And my uzi all black Walk around with the MAC It was really nice to know ya But I see right through ya Now my crib got a pool Now a nigga livin’ cool Water,Read More →

[Intro] Ya, I don’t want that bitch cuz she garb’ Ya, I just want her [?] faster [Hook] Shout out my new bitch, she perfect Jabbed her, trap still jumpin’ like Kermit Flexin", I’m makin’ ’em vomit The Rollie is water, it came out the faucet I put a M in my closet Racks cannot fit in my wallet The money is comin’, can’t stop it I don’t want that bitch ‘cuz she garbage Shout out my new bitch, she perfect Jabbed her, trap still jumpin’ like Kermit Flexin", I’m makin’ ’em vomit The Roli is water, it came out the faucet I put aRead More →

[Hook] Backstage, couple drinks, I’m loose All I see is bums and boobs I’m turnt, step on the stage Buster cannon, man gon’ blow up the room Buster cannon, blow up the room Buster cannon, blow up the room Lickin’ down shows and I’m bringing in racks Buster cannon blow up the room Backstage, couple drinks, I’m loose All I see is bums and boobs I’m turnt, step on the stage Buster cannon, man gon’ blow up the room Buster cannon, blow up the room Buster cannon, blow up the room Lickin’ down shows and I’m bringing in racks Buster cannon, blow up the roomRead More →

[Hook: T-Pain] They gon’ talk about me, they gon’ talk about me They can’t walk around me, they can’t walk around me Bitch I’m rich as fuck, bitch I’m rich as fuck Them hoes can sick a duck, you can sick a duck I get 10 Brazilians like I’m Dan Bilzerian I get 10 Brazilians like I’m Dan Bilzerian Bitch I’m rich as fuck, bitch I’m rich as fuck Them hoes can sick a duck, bitches sick a duck [Verse 1: T-Pain] I can pull up on you with a million bucks Bitch I’m with the squad, we got a million trucks Just ’cause youRead More →

[Hook] Young Savage, why you trappin’ so hard? Why these niggas cappin’ so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin’ all these rappers cards? Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard I turn that fucking soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart I’m praying to my Glock and my card [Verse 1] I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat 21 Savage, the cat with the MAC 21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back Stuart Little, heard these niggas some ratsRead More →

[Hook] Young Savage, why you trappin’ so hard? Why these niggas cappin’ so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin’ all these rappers cards? Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard I turn that fucking soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart I’m praying to my Glock and my card [Verse 1] I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat 21 Savage, the cat with the MAC 21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back Stuart Little, heard these niggas some ratsRead More →