Ebenezer – Stats Lyrics

[Intro: Ebenzer]
And tonight, I’m with my ex, ayy, yeah
Ooh, money [?] with my ex, yeah-yeah
Tonight, with my ex, yeah-yeah
Mmm, no, yeah, ooh, yeah

[Chorus: Ebenezer]
When I shoot, I don’t miss
Check the score, swish
f**k ’em one time then dismiss
That’s your girlfriend? That’s my bitch
When I shoot, I don’t miss
Check the score, swish
f**k ’em one time then dismiss
That’s your girlfriend? That’s my bitch

[Verse 1: Ebenezer]
GPS (yeah-yeah) when I drive (yeah-yeah)
Hop in the (skrr, skrr), I’m in the ride (vroom-vroom-vroom-vroom)
Medication and she tryna get some
I been wildin’, I just popped one
I might just switch it up (switch it)
Might just flip the page (yeah)
‘Cause your girlfriend choosin’ me
If not me, she choosin’ Col3trane (facts)
She take one shot to the head
Like Nirvana, Kurt Cobain, ain’t no game (whoa, whoa)
Me and you just ain’t the same (ah-yeah)

[Chorus: Ebenezer]
When I shoot, I don’t miss
Check the score, swish
f**k ’em one time then dismiss
That’s your girlfriend? That’s my bitch
When I shoot, I don’t miss
Check the score, swish
f**k ’em one time then dismiss
That’s your girlfriend? That’s my bitch

[Verse 2: Col3trane]
You love talkin’ (you love to talk)
Talkin’ shit (talkin’ that shit)
There ain’t many more like you, don’t wanna switch (oh, no, no)
‘Cause you know that I’m your secret admirer
Been on you for days, but just like Michael Myers
You love changing face
But oh, no, no
I might just switch it up (switch it up)
Just hopped off the stage (brr)
Go ahead check the statistics
You csn see this not a phase (no, no)
‘Cause there’s plenty where that came from (oh, yeah)
I got riddims done for days (woo)
Later, checked my brother Ebs
He called me over just to say

[Chorus: Ebenezer & Col3trane]
When I shoot, I don’t miss
Check the score, swish (yah, brr)
f**k ’em one time then dismiss (and then I dismiss)
That’s your girlfriend? (who that?) That’s my bitch (oh, that my bitch)
When I shoot (oh, when I be shoot), I don’t miss (no, I don’t miss)
Check the score (check that, check that, check that shit), swish (ah, ah)
f**k ’em one time then dismiss (an’ then I dismiss you)
That’s your girlfriend? That’s my bitch

[Bridge: Ebenezer]
Wanna f**k her, don’t wanna spend time
She gon’ feel it in her body like it’s some enzyme
Hatin’-ass niggas I won’t lose to
Somethin’ that I’m not used to
Your man don’t give you coverage and no air time
But come and take a flight up on this airline
Hatin’-ass niggas I won’t lose to
Somethin’ that I’m not used to

[Chorus: Ebenezer]
When I shoot, I don’t miss
Check the score, swish
f**k ’em one time then dismiss
That’s your girlfriend? That’s my bitch

Brunori Sas – Kurt Cobain Lyrics

Vivere come volare
Ci si può riuscire soltanto poggiando su cose leggere
Del resto non si può ignorare
La voce che dice che oltre le stelle
C’è un posto migliore
Un giorno qualunque ti viene la voglia
Di andare a vedere, di andare a scoprire se è vero
Che non sei soltanto una scatola vuota
O l’ultima ruota del carro più grande che c’è

Ma chiedilo a Kurt Cobain
Come ci si sente a stare sopra a un piedistallo
E a non cadere
Chiedilo a Marilyn
Quanto l’apparenza inganna
E quanto ci si può sentire soli
E non provare più niente
Non provare più niente
E non avere più niente
Da dire

Vivere come nuotare
Ci si può riuscire soltanto restando a pelo del mare
D’altronde non si può tacere
La voce che dice che in fondo a quel mare
C’è un mondo migliore
E proprio quel giorno ti viene la voglia
Di andare a vedere, di andare a scoprire se è vero
Che il senso profondo di tutte le cose
Lo puoi ritrovare soltanto guardandoti in fondo

Ma chiedilo a Kurt Cobain
Come ci si sente a stare sopra a un piedistallo
E a non cadere
Chiedilo a Marilyn
Quanto l’apparenza inganna
E quanto ci si può sentire soli
E non provare più niente
Non provare più niente
E non avere più niente
Da dire
Vivere come sognare
Ci si può riuscire spegnendo la luce
E tornando a dormire

Trippie Redd – Wish Lyrics

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more
Maybe the world is yours
Maybe when it rains, it pours (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore
Or do I?

[Post-Chorus]
Wish you’d get out my face, might go MIA
Might just blow my brain, I’d be Kurt Cobain
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face

[Verse]
I wish you would find your chill
‘Cause Lord knows this shit get real
And for this price, you know you’d kill
Man, it’s big brack, know the deal
Man, it’s big slatt, you know the deal
Draco a big dragon, fire hell
Can’t save me, man, save yourself
‘Cause I do not need no help

[Bridge]
Keep on wishin’
Keep on wishin’
Keep on wishin’
(Ooh-oh, oh-ah)

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more
Maybe the world is yours
Maybe when it rains, it pours (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore
Or do I?

[Post-Chorus]
Wish you’d get out my face, might go MIA
Might just blow my brain, I’d be Kurt Cobain
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more
Maybe the world is yours
Maybe when it rains, it pours
I don’t know how to wish anymore
I don’t know how to wish anymore
Or do I?

[Outro]
(Ooh-oh, oh-ah)

French Montana – Out Of Your Mind Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Molly Mind

[Chorus: Swae Lee & French Montana]
Out of your mind
I was with you that time
Walking with me, you’re out of your mind
I was with you that time
True (Out of your mind)
I was with you that time
You’re fucking with me, out of your mind (Out of your mind)
Watching your body like a guardie
Turn in to the next, that’s word to Charlie

[Verse 1: French Montana & Swae Lee]
We’re [?] where they say we are
Champagne and cavier
Big tool like a heavy arm
Pop up the coupe of mind
Super mind, shooters in a suit and tie
Stayin’ here with the bod’, they was watchin’ God
Hold up, hold up, she lookin’, snatch her body
Kurt Cobain, out of your mind
Save Montana, you’re out of your mind

[Chorus: Swae Lee & French Montana]
Out of your mind
I was with you that time
Walking with me, you’re out of your mind
I was with you that time
True (Out of your mind)
I was with you that time
You’re fucking with me, out of your mind (Out of your mind)
Watching your body like a guardie
Turn in to the next, that’s word to Charlie

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
She pull on my pants and she say “Let’s go”
She holdin’ my hand goin’ to the dance floor
She wind up, she wind up, she wind up
Then throw that damn peace sign up
Pop boy, that nigga only back and forth
The only back and forth, watch as so
She doin’ somethin’ to control the vibe
She give lovin’ and it multiplies
She got that baddie, yeah, it’s supersize
I gotta have it, yeah, it’s sweet
Man could you la-di-da-di
Don’t try nobody, here’s a private party
Experience inner body-body
Really crazy, you’re out of mind

[Chorus: Swae Lee & French Montana]
Out of your mind
I was with you that time
Walking with me, you’re out of your mind
I was with you that time
True (Out of your mind)
I was with you that time
You’re fucking with me, out of your mind (Out of your mind)
Watching your body like a guardie
Turn in to the next, that’s word to Charlie

Ice Cube – Bad Dope Lyrics

[Chorus]
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
(There’s no prescription to this addiction)
I’m like a bad drug
(Just a dope face decision, sleep with the pigeons)
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
(There’s no intervention to this prevention)
I’m like a bad drug
(My incision will separate you from your pension)
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
(Takin’ you to the E.M.S.)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)

[Verse 1]
If you fuck with me, I’m like some headache weed
I’m like your favorite dope mixed with antifreeze
I’ll attack your brains, I’ll collapse your veins
Have you actin’ strange like a dog with the mange
Worse than cocaine, it’s that Kurt Cobain
Make you go insane, make your world go bang
There’s no prescription for my encryption
There’s only addiction to this non-fiction

[Chorus]
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
Bad dope
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope

[Verse 2]
Don’t even start, boy, I’ll get you sparked
Make you lose all your shit, now you livin’ at the park
Crackheads are blackheads
Meth heads are left dead
Bitches on that bad dope, heard they give the best head
Oh, shit, bad trip, battery acid
Now you lookin’ old as fuck, face made of plastic
I serve you, way towards you, pay for it with face sores
Now you walkin’ around skin like alligator

[Chorus]
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
Bad dope
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope

[Verse 3]
Grip it, hit it
Vomit, shit it
Smoke it, choke it, bitch, poke it
Dirty needle, mosquito, I can fly like a beetle
I’m the Beatles, I am Tito
I am Michael, think I’m psycho
On them pills, in them hills ridin’ on that motorcycle
Crazy nigga, let me hit it, gotta have it ‘fore I stab it
Silly rabbit, snatch and grab it
I got a fuckin’ habit
Steal from momma, pills from momma
If I die, send the bill to momma
I ain’t shit, never be Obama
Dope head, nigga, never be Obama

[Chorus]
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope (bad dope, bad dope)
I’m like a bad drug
Bad dope
I’m a bad drug about to fuck you up
Bad dope

[Outro]
There’s no intervention, just prevention
My incision will separate you from your pension
I’m takin’ you to the abyss
Drag you under, drown you

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – 3 Min Convo Lyrics

[Intro]
Turn me up
Jamz turn me up

[Verse]
I know you heard of the boogie man
I am that nigga he woulda been
Hoodie on like I’m the reaper though
17 deep in the sprinter van
I heard they tryna get equal though
I would not let them get even man
She told me she trying to get into it
But I know these bitches be sneaky man
Murder she wrote murder all she wrote
I can go Boogie or Artist flow
I probably got every car you drove
I probably fucked every broad you know
Bitches think I’m a target, no
Want me to take you to Barney`s, no
Run it up see how far we go
Double up but be cautious though
I know they hate seeing me in first class
I’m a young nigga wearing her mess
I came up from the big x
And Came home to a big bag
Imma big boss and you big mad
Fuck around and die by my respect
I got blood all over my christans
From all my oppositions
Fuck all my oppositions
Like every pair damn loubs now I got blisters
And all of my day ones got caught up in the system
If she don’t want me ,I fuck with her sister
I’m so grimy when it comes to these bitches
I hit her then end up going missing
I’m up now there ain’t no more hard feelings
Its cool I just put her in the friendzey
I just had to put her in the frenzy
I swear they don’t wanna see me happy
They just wanna see me in my feelings
Used to me a little nappy nigga now I’m nappy with a couple million
On the come up they was laughing at me
Now they fucking with me cause I’m winning
Now they say I’m acting different
This shit change you when you really in it
These days I can’t come complain
Still get laid I swear
I used to not get paid
I’m back to my old ways
Tech hoodie on
No chains
First pair of new Balmains
Had me feeling like Kurt Cobain
I embarrassed all my fly things
On the floor seats at the ball game
I got mad saint Lauren shit
I told em’ nigga personally call me
Gotta stab bitch niggas in the streets I ain’t even gotta call B
They be mad hoes after shows they following me to the lobby
Imma asshole when they come to that
I don’t want you bitches to love me
But thats just cause I get it
Been in my bag for a minute
I just flow with it
They all in my business, but
They just do not get it
Blood on my shoes I’m sinning, yeah
New E.R.D getting yeah
A lot of niggas dress just like me
But its alright i already did it, yeah
Niggas wanna rap just like me
But its okay i already did it, yeah
Elliante got me icy
W’s up I’m Winning
W’s up I’m Winning
And I told her that I loved her but I didn’t care
And if I expose her
It’s because she told my business, yeah
I’m kinda like Hov business man
I’m a business man
I miss my nigga V12 and Montana man
I remember back when we was younger
I wish you was with me sitting in this benz
Now when we talk the convos be in lingo cause you in the feds
Got a little heart , getting used to all these millions
I keep from minimum wage
Gotta little heart talking to you
Through a phone
Knowing I can’t see your face
Nigga with a wire
Started fucking with you nigga
What the fuck did you say
Told you , you ain’t gotta sell grills
No more nigga, but you did anyway
I wish they give you bail
You woulda Been with me today
Real shit just free all my

Denzel Curry – CLOUT COBAIN | CLOUT CO13A1N Lyrics

[Video Intro]
I give you, Denzel Curry!

[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man I been on my own, Lord, I’ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it’s been so damn long, dealing with the things I’ve felt

[Chorus]
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon’ wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon’ wanna cry, I’ma make it rain

[Verse 1]
I don’t even know what to feel
They don’t even know what’s real
Dry tears with a dollar bill
I’m out tryna make a mill’, oh
Why you wanna take my soul? I’m yelling out “hell no!”
I can’t even trust my friends, most of them might be foes

[Bridge]
Watch these hoes when they say they wanna lie to me
I don’t know who’s the one that wanna plot on me
I stay low so my demons don’t acknowledge me
When I go, I know death don’t do apologies

[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man I been on my own, Lord, I’ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it’s been so damn long, dealing with the things I felt

[Chorus]
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon’ wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon’ wanna cry, I’ma make it rain

[Verse 2]
Know when it rains, it pours
They wanna go to war for things that they can’t afford
I gotta grab the sword, preach
I gotta thank the lord, I gotta go record (heat)
I wanna be fly to soar ’cause niggas be trying to floor me
People be thinkin’ that I won the lottery
So paranoid, I don’t know who be plotting on me
I don’t know what trapped the virtue
I’m feeling like Raichu ’cause everything shocking to me
Gotta be aware of the wicked, the time will be ticking
Them niggas still clocking on me
Lord is my witness, I handle my business
You niggas ain’t never ball blocking on me

[Pre Chorus]
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man I been on my own, Lord, I’ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it’s been so damn long, dealing with the things I’ve felt

[Chorus]
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon’ wanna cry, I’ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon’ wanna cry, I’ma make it rain

[Outro]
Clout Cobain, yeah
Clout Cobain, yeah

Lil Yachty – FLEX lyrics

[Verse 1]
And you hate when I do this shit, skate with extended clips
House got too many whips, let that hoe get something fierce
30, you a fool for this one
I might ice my AK out, I might ice my steerin’ wheel
Give that bitch the dick, dickin’ in it like a power drill
I might cop a crib where the back got a Ferris wheel

[Chorus]
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Yeah, you look just like a fuckboy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy

[Verse 2]
Bitch, yeah you stay up on my nuts, boy
Get your guap right, get your mind right
Denim Japanese, waist fits super tight
Fuck that bitch, Netflix and Chill, let me crack like a seal
I got niggas servin’ deals, to my niggas that shit real
404 ’til I’m killed, give a fuck ’bout how you feel, huh
My bitch love it, my bitch love poppin’ pills
Why? ‘Cause it makes her geek for real
Lil Boat

[Chorus]
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Yeah, you look just like a fuckboy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy

[Verse 3]
Get her done, get her done, get her done
I was buyin’ diamond, you was waitin’ for tax refunds
Lame nigga, shame nigga, anything for fame nigga
One diamond chain nigga, hate me ’cause my name bigger
Yeah, diamond rings too insane nigga
RIP to Kurt Cobain nigga
1993 I bring that pain nigga

[Chorus]
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Yeah, you look just like a fuckboy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy

Diplo – Wish (feat. Trippie Redd) lyrics

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more
Maybe the world is yours
Maybe when it rains, it pours (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore
Or do I?

[Post-Chorus]
Wish you’d get out my face, might go MIA
Might just blow my brain, I’d be Kurt Cobain
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face

[Verse]
I wish you would find your chill
‘Cause Lord knows this shit get real
And for this price you know you’d kill
Man it’s big brackin’, know the deal
Man it’s big slatt, you know the deal
Draco a big dragon, fire and hell
Can’t save me man, save yourself
‘Cause I do not need no help

[Bridge]
Keep on wishin’
Keep on wishin’
Keep on wishin’
Ooh, ohh, ahh

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more
Maybe the world is yours
Maybe when it rains, it pours (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore (Keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore
Or do I?

[Post-Chorus]
Wish you’d get out my face, might go MIA
Might just blow my brain, I’d be Kurt Cobain
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face, I can’t feel my face

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more
Maybe the world is yours
Maybe when it rains, it pours
I don’t know how to wish anymore
I don’t know how to wish anymore
Or do I?

[Outro]
Ooh, ohh, ahh

Diplo – Wish (feat. Trippie Redd)

[Bridge]
Baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more?
Maybe the world is yours?
Maybe when it rains it pours?
I don’t know how to wish anymore (keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore (keep on wishin’)
Or do I?

[Chorus]
Wish you’d get out my face, might go MIA
Might just blow my brain, R.I.P. Kurt Cobain
I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face

[Verse]
I wish you will find your chill
‘Cause Lord knows this shit get real
And for this price, you know you’ll kill
And it’s big brack, you know the deal
And it’s big slat, you know the deal
Draco on big dragon fire hell
Can’t save me, man, save yourself
‘Cause I do not need no help

[Interlude]
Keep on wishin’
Keep on wishin’
Keep on wishin’
Ohhh
Ouu

[Bridge]
Baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more?
Maybe the world is yours?
Maybe when it rains it pours?
I don’t know how to wish anymore (keep on wishin’)
I don’t know how to wish anymore (keep on wishin’)
Or do I?

[Chorus]
Wish you’d get out my face, might go MIA
Might just blow my brain, R.I.P Kurt Cobain
I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face
I can’t feel my face

[Bridge]
Baby, what you wishin’ for?
Maybe you should wish it more?
Maybe the world is yours?
Maybe when it rains it pours?
I don’t know how to wish anymore
I don’t know how to wish anymore
Or do I?

Rich Brian – 18 Lyrics

Part I

[Intro: Kris Wu]
Yah yah yah yah yah, oh yeah
Yah yah yah yah yah, 18, 18

[Verse 1: Kris Wu]
When I jump into the temple
Prefer a local [mental?]
Bending knees and wishing place inside to hide low, go
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
Like I’m running the game
Don’t you fuck with my fame
Light it up, spark it up, burn it into flames
I’m the one and only motherfucker from the East
All them bitches lining up to feel me, spit it then I peace
Getting in my zone
I do this shit alone
I’m the Yeezus from the East
You need to Watch the Throne

[Chorus: Kris Wu]
All this ice be on me but I still be rising
I’ll be on your levels but I’m still riding
Say that I be falling but they see me flying
When you peep me, I’m at the top
Ayy, turn up, turn up
Oh now, the tides are turning
I ain’t never, ever doubt what I’ve been affording
All this ice be on me but I still be rising
Say that I be falling but they see me flying

[Verse 2: Rich Brian]
Yeah, tell your chick I like her, take her home, I like her
And I’m always stacking paper, but my name ain’t Michael
Got a crib in Indo, it’s tall just like the Eiffel
I can’t get her number if I put it on my right, yuh
God damn legit, told me that she liked my fit
When I take her out to dinner, man, the check ain’t gettin’ split
Don’t look like I’m getting thinner with the chickens and the ribs
Man, your bitch is what I say
One day, I saw her and got the kicks
Don’t say my name, I never wanna breathe your air
Coke and Kool-Aid, there’s just some shit you don’t compare
I got a x-ray and I just saw my old girl there
She was my ex babe, but now I really just don’t care
I’m so tired, but my mind is racing
Fuck with me and see what kinda problems you’ll be facing
Friday 13th, I make you look like you’re my Jason
Like a damn femur popping, just what I’ve been craving

[Chorus: Kris Wu]
All this ice be on me but I still be rising
I’ll be on your levels but I’m still riding
Say that I be falling but they see me flying
When you peep me, I’m at the top
Ayy, turn up, turn up
Oh now, the tides are turning
I ain’t never, ever doubt what I’ve been affording
All this ice be on me but I still be rising
Say that I be falling but they see me flying

Part II

[Chorus: Joji]
They said that I won’t make it
They said that I won’t change
They say that I’m not flexing
Now they say wow, you’ve changed (skrrt)
Now they say wow you changed
Now they say wow you changing
Yeah, they ask why you change
When the rest ain’t looking like me

[Verse 3: Trippie Redd]
(Fourteen and Seventy)
No way, no way, stay the same
Got that purple in my vein
And that hard to feel that pain
While I’m rocking Saint Laurent
Purple body like a Saint
Ooh, big body would you like a tie
I’m just swerving, smoking on some dank
I’m just tryna fucking ease the pain
‘Fore I blow my mind like Kurt Cobain
No taste
No change
No change
Yeah, and I promise I won’t change
And I promise I’m the same
Trippie Redd, you know my name
Bitch, they say that I’m insane
I might blow your fucking brain
Bitch, I’ll fly you like a crane
Feels like I’m falling off a plane
Feels like I’m falling off a plane
And that bitch got angel wings
And spitting all these flames
Ain’t you know I like the lane
Ain’t they know I like the lane

[Chorus: Joji]
They said that I won’t make it
They said that I won’t change
They say that I’m not flexing
Now they say wow, you’ve changed (skrrt)
Now they say wow you changed
Now they say wow you changing
Yeah, they ask why you change
When the rest ain’t looking like me

[Outro: Joji]
Oh, call my name
[?]
Don’t call my name
[?]

Playboi Carti – In My Car Lyrics

[Hook]
In my car, yah, yah
Sipping on that Wock
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star

[Verse 1]
Uh, Kurt Cobain shit, go out with a bang shit, uh
Still on gang shit
Same niggas I left with, yah
Leave you left quick, yah
On my left wrist, yah
That’s like two bricks, yah
On my right wrist, yah
That’s my right bitch, she hold the strap like dyke bitch
That’s my type bitch
Yeah, we do this shit all night bitch, yah
That’s our night bitch
Gleeshie just walked in with Percs and Xans so we pipe it
She wanna suck on my lil peepee ’cause she know Carti got right shit
I know these niggas out here peep me ’cause they see Young Carti copping shit, ooh
You a copier, yeah you like to copy shit
You wasn’t even on this style until Young Carti popped this shit, yeah
I got hella hoes, ooh, and they popping shit, yah
I got bopping hoes, ooh, on they popping shit, ooh
I need a solid hoe, ooh, harder than a brick
My bitch with no makeup kick
And she with the shit
She outta top me off and zip her lip, ooh
While I zip a brick
I got choppas on my momma couch, ooh
Pints all in the fridge, ooh
When I leave the crib, ooh
Go check on my kids, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just fuck they bitch, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just fuck they bitch, ooh
She hop in the dick and she split
Hop in the dick, hop in the bed, bed
Kids staying lit, lean thick
Throw it in the back, we lit
Throw it in the back, we lit
Thumb through the check, we lit, aye
I’m fucking this bitch, I flex, she split, ooh
I love this bitch, she do tricks, ooh
I told the bitch that she it, ooh
I told the bitch she the shit, ooh
All of my niggas, they hit
I give ’em the guap, he going to hit
He going to miss, hit ’em with kick, ooh
Kick the lil bih with the stick, ooh
He going out back to sip, ooh
I’m with the set like I’m Dip, ooh
Now with the set, I’m pimp, ooh
I swear I could be a lil pimp , ooh
I swear the need a lil pimp , ooh
Took the lil bih like a pit, ooh
VVS diamonds my neck, ooh
Don’t need no light to hit, ooh
I know I be cooling and shit, ooh
But all of these bitches I hit, ooh
And all of these niggas are bitch, ooh
All of these niggas are bitch

[Hook]
In my car, yah, yah
Sipping on that Wock
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star
In my car
In my car
Coupe came with the star
My crew gave me some bars
In my car

SIERRA KIDD – Cobain (Rest In Peace Album)

[Hook]
Counte Cash: big racks, Deads wie Kurt Cobain
Deads, ey, putte die Goons auf die Map (Map)
Rund um die Uhr, Bitch, ich flex’ (flex’)
In deiner Gang ist keiner strapped (bang)
Ich bin real, guck auf das Tat (damn)
Chill’ mit den Jungs in der fast lane
Jedes Jahr unser Jahr, that’s safe
Yeah, nur Hits – check out my last tape (fire)
Steck’ meine Mom in ‘nen Bentley (scurr)
Hater sind slower als Segways (dat way)
MENA, ich brauch’ deine AK (groh)

[Part 1]
Oh, du rappst jetzt auch, was für ein krasser Zufall (krasser Zufall)
Nur rapp’ ich nicht als wäre ich vom andern Ufer (andern Ufer)
Nimm mich nicht zum Vorbild, fuck, ich bin nicht Tupac (bin nicht Tupac)
Weed ist grün und gelblich, so wie Tabaluga
Yeah, dieser Rapper, der die Knasttattoos hat (Knasttattoos hat)
Ich feier’ dein Tape auch nicht nach acht Sambuca (acht Sambuca)
Ist ja alles schön und gut und alles super
Und wir machen bisschen Trap, aber was machst du da?
An meine Jungs, nehmt eure Waffen runter! (Waffen runter)
Lass zerstör’n, scheiß auf die andern Loser (*pow pow pow pow*)
Guck in den Himmel, es wird langsam dunkler (langsam dunkler)
Fuck sleep, fuck sleep, fuck sleep, ganze Nacht lang, Bruder

[Hook]
Counte Cash: big racks, Deads wie Kurt Cobain
Deads, ey, putte die Goons auf die Map (Map)
Rund um die Uhr, Bitch, ich flex’ (flex’)
In deiner Gang ist keiner strapped (bang)
Ich bin real, guck auf das Tat (damn)
Chill’ mit den Jungs in der fast lane
Jedes Jahr unser Jahr, that’s safe
Yeah, nur Hits – check out my last tape (fire)
Steck’ meine Mom in ‘nen Bentley (scurr)
Hater sind slower als Segways (dat way)
MENA, ich brauch’ deine A-
Counte Cash: big racks, Deads wie Kurt Cobain
Deads, ey, putte die Goons auf die Map (Map)
Rund um die Uhr, Bitch, ich flex’ (flex’)
In deiner Gang ist keiner strapped (bang)
Ich bin real, guck auf das Tat (damn)
Chill’ mit den Jungs in der fast lane
Jedes Jahr unser Jahr, that’s safe
Yeah, nur Hits – check out my last tape (fire)
Steck’ meine Mom in ‘nen Bentley (scurr)
Hater sind slower als Segways (dat way)
MENA, ich brauch’ deine AK (groh)

[Part 2]
Ich kann sie nicht hören, ich höre Sirenen (okay)
Sie rufen die Cops, doch ich werde nicht reden (no way)
Ich teil’ mit den Jungs mehr als meine Seele (true dat)
Bevor du von MENA nimmst, nimmst du mein Leben ([2K?])
Shawty fickt nicht nur mit dir, sie fickt die ganze Gang
Du bist sicher kein Player, das’ ein andres Game
Dein halbes Face ist voller Panzertape
Bestes Album und ich hab’ mich nicht mal angestrengt
Bald kennt Team Fucksleep die ganze Welt
Tu du bloß nicht als ob du die Falle kennst!
Spotlight und ich war noch niemals angestellt
Scheiß auf Major, Bitch, wir machen alles selbst

[Hook]
Counte Cash: big racks, Deads wie Kurt Cobain
Deads, ey, putte die Goons auf die Map (Map)
Rund um die Uhr, Bitch, ich flex’ (flex’)
In deiner Gang ist keiner strapped (bang)
Ich bin real, guck auf das Tat (damn)
Chill’ mit den Jungs in der fast lane
Jedes Jahr unser Jahr, that’s safe
Yeah, nur Hits – check out my last tape (fire)
Steck’ meine Mom in ‘nen Bentley (scurr)
Hater sind slower als Segways (dat way)
MENA, ich brauch’ deine AK (groh)

Sincerely Collins – Others letras

[Hook:]
I could write something you like, I could make you dance all night
If I told you how I feel, would you listen?
I could be all that you need, I could give you everything
If I told you how I feel, would you listen?
Would you listen, to me?
Would you listen, to me?
I could write something you like, I could make you dance all night
If I told you how I feel, would you listen? oh oh oh

[Verse 1:]
Is flyin really flyin if you’re free fallin?
Is Kobe still Kobe if he’s street ballin?
If Michael Jackson was the king
But Prince still alive, does that change everything?
Moonwalkin in the purple rain
Feelin like im on purple pills
Tryin not to pull a Kurt Cobain
I guess im just lookin for something real
Is it too much to ask for, are we that slow?
Is it too much to think about, when im speakin out?
I represent for the music and the moments, the losers and the loners
Sorry if im geekin out
Take a little bit of blame, give a little love
With a lot of hard work and just a little luck
I promise you can be anything you wanna be, one day they gonna see…until then

[Hook]
I could write something you like, I could make you dance all night
If I told you how I feel, would you listen?
I could be all that you need, I could give you everything
If I told you how I feel, would you listen?
Would you listen, to me?
Would you listen, to me?
I could write something you like, I could make you dance all night
If I told you how I feel, would you listen? oh oh oh

[Verse 2:]
Open your mind to the truth and the lies, the views of the guys
On the news who they using on you to disguise
What they’re doin to our lives, im preachin to the choir right?
Go to school, get a job, then retire right?
And the people on your screen you admire like
They a God or a king in a higher light
In the mean time watch your life fly by
Now you all caught up in the web like wi fi
We got a whole lot of livin to do
So you should listen to the knowledge that im givin to you
I mean is you really doin what you sent here to do?
Thats why i let out all my problems when I get in the booth
Dont listen to the people on the big screens
Dont listen to them just because their wrist bling
Sit back and ask yourself, what does this mean
Everyone got big dreams, but nobodys listening….

[Hook]
I could write something you like, I could make you dance all night
If I told you how I feel, would you listen?
I could be all that you need, I could give you everything
If I told you how I feel, would you listen?
Would you listen, to me?
Would you listen, to me?
I could write something you like, I could make you dance all night
If I told you how I feel, would you listen? oh oh oh

Sincerely, Collins