Young Thug – Real in My Veins Lyrics

[Intro]
Tell that pussy nigga take a look at what they done created
Mario

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chains
Remain the same, don’t change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change
I’m just sayin’ tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon’ start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, made somebody bleed
Now I ain’t worry ’bout you, gettin’ past these fuckin’ bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ founder
Tell Scott I’m on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin’ faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it

[Verse 1]
Came from the ground to the top, uh
I’m ’bout to rob you some rocks, uh
I’m bout to set up a shop, uh
I’m bout to buy back the block, uh
I got respect for the ‘Wop, uh
First nigga gave me a knot, uh
I put some keys in the pot, uh
She got Versace on her crotch, uh
It’s purple, but this is not Watson, uh
I make that bitch squirt, it’s a thot, uh
I turn a lil bitch to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, need a mop, uh
Rob Jack if he come out the box, uh
I got a tail on, it’s a fox, uh
I’m banging that fire, fox, uh
My bitch get wild, uh
Bloody cross on like a pastor
Cooking fish scale with no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me like Jerry Springer beezy
I repent for my sins everyday

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chain’s
Remain the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change

[Verse 2]
You keep playin’ and you get knocked off
I hate to say it but I’m ready for the pop off
Got lil’ mama outta drum talkin’ top throat
She said she ready, let’s get it I got combos
I’m talkin’ junk food, eat me up like mumbos
Beat it up, got me hoppin’ off the top rope
Beat it up, got me slidin’ off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil shawty ain’t cleaned out tho’
I got my money up and I heard that you want some
Nigga moon walkin’, Michael Jackson moves
I got latitude, I got gratitude
And if you look up at the moon, you’ll see my attitude

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chain’s
Remain the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change
I’m just sayin’ tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they done creating
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon’ start chaos if they raid it
Commandin’ war, made somebody bleed
Now I ain’t worry ’bout you gettin’ past these fuckin’ bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ founder
Tell Scott I’m on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin’ faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it

Juice WRLD – Candles Lyrics

[Intro]
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
I’m not sure
(Yeah, I like that)

[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

[Verse 1]
I’ve been through the ringer
Tryna put a diamond ring on her finger
She love drama, she be watching Jerry Springer
Next thing you know, we all on Jerry Springer
I play love games, but no I’m not a cheater
She hate me when I sip codeine, I’m a leaner
The devil on my shoulder keep on telling me to keep her
Should I take her out or should I take her to the cleaner?
Love don’t end, girl if it means no good for me
She’s good for me, too good
These hoes love playing me
Heartbreaking me
Don’t pray for me
Just bring me drugs

[Bridge]
Just give me drugs
Just bring me drugs
Just give me drugs

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

[Verse 2]
I told her run around and get away, I think I need a getaway
I need to call a timeout, I need to set another play
I need an umbrella ’cause every day feels like a rainy day
I need something other than Xannies to take the pain away
I ran away to California, I’m tryna cut corners
Say they bossing me around but you know I don’t take orders
Yeah, I had to move around, I was starting to feel cornered
I can’t see the front door
Starting to feel cornered, starting to feel slaughtered
Started to not give a fuck, screaming out, “Why bother”
My ex-bitch too bad, my next bitch way hotter
We met in a car crash, she ride it like full throttle

[Chorus]
I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

Lil Yachty – OOPS lyrics

(feat. 2 Chainz & K$upreme)

[Intro]
Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin’ it

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Never needed nothin’, nigga
Canary yellow diamonds like the wrapper of a Butterfinger
Hit him, then my brother follow up, that’s a double stinger
Told the bitch, “True”, she runnin’ ’round like it’s Jerry Springer
It could be an opera singer
Two speedin’ tickets in a month, that’s the Bentley Coupe
Split the check in half with the gang, that’s what brothers do
Check a bitch, checkmate, check please, woo!
Two cribs, six cars, under 22

[Chorus: K$upreme & Lil Yachty]
Oops, oops, ooh
Fuck a nigga’s bitch, I’m like, “Oops” (oops)
Pass her to the gang, nigga, that’s an alley-oop (oop)
Ridin’ ’round town in an all-white coupe (yeah)
Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah)
You was buyin’ Polos, I was buyin’ coupes
Oops, oops, oops, oops

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, 2 Chainz
Lames still rockin’ them Ray-Bans (Ray-Bans)
Them sure look like Ray-Bans (woo)
Took a brick, then got a spray tan (hah)
Represent the A like a exam
Live from the block, shine in the dark
Grind à la carte, time on the clock
Can’t get it back, where you niggas at?
Sold so many z’s, can’t take a nap (tell ’em)
Tired of the fraternize
I am as real as they advertise (yeah)
I like the pussy with sanitize (true)
She left her thong, tried to sabatoge
Bitch, you know I got a main (got a main)
I got my pockets on Country Kane
Gator shit on like a Florida game
If you spill somethin’ on me, I wouldn’t get a stain
Oops, oops

[Chorus: K$upreme & Lil Yachty]
Oops, oops, ooh
Fuck a nigga’s bitch, I’m like, “Oops” (oops)
Pass her to the gang, nigga, that’s an alley-oop (oop)
Ridin’ ’round town in an all-white coupe (yeah)
Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah)
You was buyin’ Polos, I was buyin’ coupes
Oops, oops, oops, oops

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Racks up, fat knots, deep bass, big watch
Six cars, young Yacht, too rich, clean stitch (woo)
Lean fixed, grill-less, new whip black as Seal, sis
Diamonds all real, sis, yo’ daughter my gutter, bitch
The belly gettin’ bigger (woo), might put some ice on my trigger (huh)
Choppa start singin’ like Trigga (Trigga)
Don’t fuck with me, nigga
Yeah, late night, I’m out with your bitch, someone took a pic, ooh (yuh)
What that is up on my wrist?, that’s a whole brick, Lil Boat (woo)

[Chorus: K$upreme & Lil Yachty]
Oops, oops, ooh
Fuck a nigga’s bitch, I’m like, “Oops” (oops)
Pass her to the gang, nigga, that’s an alley-oop (oop)
Ridin’ ’round town in an all-white coupe (yeah)
Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah)
You was buyin’ Polos, I was buyin’ coupes
Oops, oops, oops, oops

Curren$y – Silence (feat. Mckenzie Eddy) (Pilot Talk Trilogy Album)

[Intro: McKenzie Eddy]
So I see the setting sun, and I get to feeling numb
Down on that side of town, back where no fun’s around
Back where I felt like me and everything you want to be
Just flows so easily, some I think may call it free

[Hook: McKenzie Eddy]
So (Low)
So, so (Low)
I can’t believe you (Called)
So (Low)

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Yeah, as the joint burns
To the point that it stinging my finger
Tracks my talk show platform
Part Phil Donahue, part Jerry Springer
Momma come when I bring her
She go where I send her, kept it trill from the beginning
From Square One maintain Square Business
Don’t concern yourself with my mingling with other bitches
So crafty, mastered the flow
Alaska cold, silent foot assassin approach
High when I stroll
Not even leaving foot prints in the snow, you know

[Hook]
So (Low)
So, so (Low)
I can’t believe you (Called)
So (Low)

[Bridge: McKenzie Eddy]
So I see your face again, back where I’ve been traveling
Time, I think it seems, to have it’s grip on me
Friends, they say they call it for you, no matter what I offer you
Can’t believe in history, living in this misery

[Hook]
So (Low)
So, so (Low)
I can’t believe you (Called)
So (Low)