Mr. Lucci – Getting High Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Let me take another choke of the reefa smoke
I gotta roll up another and another
Like a dime or a double I’m on houble
Like I’m I am floatin on a bubble(hmmn)
Ain’t no trouble wit me rollin the bink
The only trouble wit me is my holdin the bink
Cause when I blaze I hate, I parlay all day
Wit my niggas who can’t plus a dozen of sweets
Now mary jane is my love that I keep
The only one that show when she creep
The only one that I know where she sleep
The only one that can blow like a freak
The only one that can hold my piece (fo real dough)
24/7 gettin twisted and blowed, blowin cakes til my lungs explode
Lettin the good green indo flow threw my lips then out my nose
Pullin sweets and optimos thru my ho dressed in the finer clothes
When the bitch nigga flexed up
She call me slow then she tells me go
I don’t know what I’d do without the blazins of my flamin boo
Through my arm steady, keepin my game in tru
Keep a nigga steady clamin you
I admit keep nigga spendin number while they changin you
When the bags gone in we threw
Or betta yet when the bags gone when we begin
On a hunt for another session wit a fella Texan
Where it’s 10 to get in
All day & night she just hold me tight
Like pit bull bike, like a g&fight
I can’t see it no other way
But me and Mary Jane alone without a joke let’s ride!

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Smoke wit me, that indo weed, that hennessy
Let’s get high, touch the sky
Smoke wit me, that indo weed, that hennessy
Let’s get high, touch the sky

[Verse 2]
See I’m the type that a grab the weed & roll it up solo Johnson fool
Cause everday situations got me lost me in amazing shit
Now I’m wishin I was back in school, I mma break the rules
Smokin weed everyday of my life
And heavenly or everyday that is trife
I be the crook in the night
When my took a look at our life
And found mary as a bigga delight
So baby take swing to the right
And let me kiss you smoove
Leavin my niggas down wit the things you do
I don’t care that you be f**kin wit them niggas is cool
But later on tonight it’ll be me and you
Got no time to prove how deep is my love
For ya bout as deep as the seeds grow
But let me tell you something
I been knockin down dos for ya
Pistol pack where the weed ho
Hit the sweet and I’m blowed
In my superior mode
Playa I’ve been on the grind tryna get it grind cuz i live it
Cool, calm, relaxed, straight, and while I’m straight
Make a playa feel like he chillin the whole day
And feelin it all day
Mary Jane to the brain I’m in love wit ya
You know you need to spend a dub wit ya
Plus I know you really love mista
So won’t you put me on the level like you do all the bud niggas
I be tryna chill but the only way that I can do that is to get a new sac
Call up my crook niggas and my tru cats Mary is waitin to the back
Relax ain’t nobody gonna find us fool
It’s Mary Jane smoke out the room
Glass eyes no doubt, Lucci bring anotha bag wit you
So we can smoke til the sky is blue

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I’mma smoke til I can just can’t smoke no mo
See me runnin to the block to the corner store
Just get a fresh pack of optimo’s
Cause the blow so slow wit my dou to dou
I’mma a pro when the cold is so
In the glass house smoked out movin it slow
Don’t smoke don’t stress no mo
It’s the best to you know
Get my mind stir fried like a vegetable
Puff puff til my lungs explode
Now I’m gone in my own zone, country slow
I can taste her when she feel my throat
Cuz she prevoke the choke
And leave me f**ked up singin a note
Mary Jane I’m in love wit you girl
Cause you hold me down
For never ever see me frown, when I’m comin around

Rashid – Casca Lyrics

[Letra de “Casca” com Rashid]

[Intro]
Ah-ah
Com licença
Ah… Com licença
Pessoal
Pessoal? Ei?

[Refrão]
Olha pra mim
Olha pra mim
Desde quando me tornei vazio assim?
Olha pra mim
Só pra suprir o que os outros esperam de mim
Esperam de mim
Até quando a resposta é não, tenho dito sim
Olha pra mim

[Verso 1]
Tenho fingido amar meu emprego
Tenho sorrido por educação
Tento praticar o desapego
Tenho fingido gostar do patrão
Cumprimento as pessoas na sala
Perco horas em frente à TV
E até o racismo velado do supervisor lá da firma eu finjo não ver
Ah, que mais vocês querem de mim, porra?
Trampo igual formiga e até de política evito falar
Porque vocês são burro e eu não quero briga
Minha casca já tá por um triz e o demônio pede bis
Mas isso não é um casamento abusivo pra eu tá me ferrando e fingir ser feliz
Eu não tenho ventríloquo, não sou a merda de um boneco
Já não basta ‘cês terem enchido meu bairro de depressão e boteco
A revolta é tanta, quase tenho um treco, então oremos
Porque nossa verdade é uma coisa inventada pra grande mentira que a gente vive doer um pouco menos

[Refrão]
Olha pra mim
Olha pra mim
Desde quando me tornei vazio assim?
Olha pra mim
Só pra suprir o que os outros esperam de mim
Esperam de mim
Até quando a resposta é não, tenho dito sim
Olha pra mim

[Pós-Refrão]
Ser o que não é, é um fardo e tanto
Só pra ser aceito por quem não quer aceitar
Que tentar ser o que não é, é um fardo e tanto
Só pra ter a vida que outros vão aprovar (Oh shit)

[Verso 2]
Tem que se vestir bem, só que bem pra quem?
Tem que se portar bem, falar bem também
Menino, faz a barba, lute e seja alguém
Olha que sem marido a mulher não é ninguém
Vai estudar, trampar, casar e ter neném
Hoje sem diploma futuro não tem
Mas que cabelo é esse? Tá achando que é quem?
Todo Peter Parker tem sua Mary Jane
Em que momento nessa história o que eu quero importa?

[Refrão]
Olha pra mim
Olha pra mim
Desde quando me tornei vazio assim?
Olha pra mim
Só pra suprir o que os outros esperam de mim
Esperam de mim
Até quando a resposta é não, tenho dito sim
Olha pra mim, yeah

[Pós-Refrão]
Ser o que não é, é um fardo e tanto
Só pra ser aceito por quem não quer aceitar
Que tentar ser o que não é, é um fardo e tanto
Só pra ter a vida que outros vão aprovar

Katie Tropp – Have A Smoke With Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]

21 bowls is an average day
In the stoner life of Krazy Kracka Katie
Always on cloud nine blowin’ away
You know I got that bong stuck to my face
I smoke for real it’s tough to keep up
Don’t challenge me to some type of smoke off
I can smoke forever not tryin’ to stop
Been doin’ it for years whether it’s legal or not
You can call it pot, weed, that danky
I don’t give a f**k I just smoke it daily
Puff and puff away into outer spacey
Get a new sack and I’m salivating
Don’t care about the name as long as I’m high
Sharin’ ain’t my thing unless we are tight
Don’t even be sneaky try and steal my light
Even when I’m high I catch you bein’ sly
Smokin’ ain’t a hobby I stay lit
If you got a problem you can suck it
Ain’t nobody works harder than this bitch
That’s why I always stay high to balance it!

[Hook]

Have a smoke with me
I smoke so much it’s tough to breathe
Have a smoke with me
Let’s roll it up and blow some trees!

Have a smoke with me
I smoke so much it’s tough to breathe
Have a smoke with me
Let’s roll it up and blow some trees!

[Verse 2]

I’m a stoner and I’m proud you know I’m smokin’ loud
Stankin’ up the place with my chronic cloud
I never come down high above the crowd
I can get you real high try and keep up with me now
I know you can’t because I’m The Champ
Iron lungs is what I have
Step in my circle and it’s tough to match
Bowls with me because I withstand
A lot of THC runs through my blood
I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s what I’m made of
I am one with my blunt
I gives a f**k if you think that’s dumb
It doesn’t hurt no one in fact it’s the opposite
If I didn’t smoke I know I’d f**kin’ choke a bitch
I am not jokin’ I am a ferocious bitch
So I keep smokin’ to help me put up with it!

[Hook]

Have a smoke with me
I smoke so much it’s tough to breathe
Have a smoke with me
Let’s roll it up and blow some trees!

Have a smoke with me
I smoke so much it’s tough to breathe
Have a smoke with me
Let’s roll it up and blow some trees!

[Verse 3 ]

If it’s sticky that’s how you get me
I tell you hit me one more time just like I’m Britney
I’m not kidding when it comes to weed
You know I’m all about blowin’ on some trees
By myself or in a group
Chillin’ at home or in my coupe
If this ain’t somethin’ that you normally do
Well you with a pro I can teach you
Smoke with me I’ma get you high
I only smoke good so you gonna feel right
I don’t really have a type as long it’s nice
The variety keeps growing to keep me enticed
I can’t say a bad word about Mary Jane
She’s the only bitch who stays stuck on my brain
I never wanna stray my feelings are the same
Since the very first day you took my breath away!

Katie Tropp – Kill Your Head Off Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Stop what you’re doing and throw up a sign
Unless you’s a bum please get out of my sight
Because your entire act is probably a lie
Either way I do not give a f**k step to the side
I’m the type of bitch who will pop off at the mouth
Best believe I back it up I ain’t scared to throw it down
I can turn a f**kin’ juggalo back into a clown
If you pass me the mic you know I’ll move this crowd
Straight to hell and away we go
Follow me kiddies with my satanic flow
I seep into your ears and take over your mind
Bring out all your fears that you thought you left behind
So just bang your head right into a wall
Because this beat goes hard and I’m out of control
Then once I’m in charge I won’t ever let go
Until I’ve taken over all across the globe!

[Chorus]

This right here is the song
That will make you want to kill your head off
Come with me and sing along
Because you know I’m about to kill your head off
Grab a drink or hit a bong
Because this right here makes you wanna kill your head off
You ain’t sure what’s really goin’ on
All I know is that I’m gonna kill your head off!

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I drive fast so that I can release
All this built up aggression inside of me
But on these Texas streets these f**kers make me reach
The breaking point I just want to make them bleed
My temper is extreme so I gotta level it out
With some of that Mary Jane helps mellow me out
You know where to find me just follow the cloud
I’m on another level and I ain’t comin’ on down
Loner and a stoner motivated mother f**ker
Don’t ever count me out I ain’t no one’s sucker
Not your Hootie and The Blowfish Darius Rucker
Not into Rock and Roll but I’m a bad ass drummer
I’ma ride this beat like it’s Justin Timerblake
Cuz I’ma freak and I ain’t lookin’ for a date
I may look sweet but I ain’t a piece of cake
But I know you wanna find out just how Katie Tropp tastes!

[Chorus]

This right here is the song
That will make you want to kill your head off
Come with me and sing along
Because you know I’m about to kill your head off
Grab a drink or hit a bong
Because this right here makes you wanna kill your head off
You ain’t sure what’s really goin’ on
All I know is that I’m gonna kill your head off!

[Verse 3]
These thoughts in my brain move a million miles per hour
And most of ya’ll are soft like that vagina Dwight Howard
Superman of what? Being a bitch and whiner
You will not be missed throw up a finger yell “goodbye sir!”
I take a look around the room and all I see
Nothin’ but stupid is what surrounds me
Got morons praying to Gods and worshipping trees
It seems like all common sense has left the building
Every f**kin’ housewife has gotta bud her nose in
She ain’t got shit to do besides be up in your business
Use that energy towards working on your fitness
Then maybe your husband wouldn’t need to f**k the mistress
Excuse my dirty mouth no not really
I will not apologize to who I’m offending
I do not give a f**k is the message I’m sending
Put a hashtag in front of that and get that trending!

[Chorus]

This right here is the song
That will make you want to kill your head off
Come with me and sing along
Because you know I’m about to kill your head off
Grab a drink or hit a bong
Because this right here makes you wanna kill your head off
You ain’t sure what’s really goin’ on
All I know is that I’m gonna kill your head off!

Pacii – Ain’t No Luv Lyrics

[INTRO]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Its Rari Baby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[HOOK]
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
I don’t feel a thing when I’m off the drugs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Shorty struggling so she dancing the in clubs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Shorty posted by the store with the thugs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Look my daddy in his eyes i see no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no

[VERSE: I]
I’m sippin henny cause it keeps a nigga sane
A little rain cause it wash a nigga pain
I shed a tear while I’m rolling Mary Jane
I pop a bean nigga i don’t feel a thing
I trust no soul nigga you already know
It’s Rari baby and I’m riding with my pole

Aye that’s yo girl shorty she acting like a hoe
Said she love you until she went f**ked your bro
Aye that’s yo bitch why she got you feeling low
This hoes ain’t loyal man you gotta let her go
Forced to grow she was just a little girl
No proper guidances she ended on the pole

[HOOK]
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
I don’t feel a thing when I’m off the drugs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Shorty struggling so she dancing the in clubs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Shorty posted by the store with the thugs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Look my daddy in his eyes i see no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no

[VERSE: II]
Ain’t no love in the city that i come from
Niggas kill they bros where i come from
Niggas dying over clothes where i come from
You gotta always keep a pole where i come from

You better never trust this hoes where i come from
Cause they a set a nigga up where i come from
It’s all good until your dawg turned to a snake dawg
Ain’t no love but i got love like I’m Nate dogg

[HOOK]
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
I don’t feel a thing when I’m off the drugs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Shorty struggling so she dancing the in clubs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Shorty posted by the store with the thugs
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Look my daddy in his eyes i see no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no

Katie Tropp – Get Down Lyrics

[Chorus]

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

[Verse 1]

Let’s all get down on the floor
I got some krazy flows do you want some more
I want you to work it til your body gets sore
Then take a bitch home and f**k her like a whore!
That’s what I said bitch can you keep up with this shit?
I don’t f**kin’ think so, so suck a f**kin’ dick
Do you even listen to the words that I spit?
Look at your jeans whore they don’t even fit!
That’s right bitch I called you fat
Now what the f**k you think you’re gonna do about that?
That’s right nothing cuz you’re too f**kin’ fat
I’m too fast for you to even try to catch!
And then when I let you catch up
You’re too outta breath so I f**k your ass up
I kick you to the curb and laugh that shit up
Who woulda though Katie Tropp was a nut?!

[Chorus]

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

[Verse 2]

Now tell me what the f**k is goin’ on?
Little suburb white girl can rap a song
And you know I love it when I’m tokin’ on my bong
Blazin’ up my weed while I’m bumpin’ in my car
And when you see me drivin’ down the street
I’m always jamming to a hella tight beat
I’m so high I can barely even see
You will get hella krazy when you listen to me!
If you don’t already know my name is Katie
If you piss me off I get hella krazy
There ain’t no way I’ll be your lady
I’d rather play the field I don’t want no babies!
And just to let you know I’m hella picky
The only thing I love is my sticky icky
Try and get to me it’s hella tricky
Bounce to this song come on jump with me!

[Chorus]

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

[Verse 3]

Yeah do you feel my flow?
Listen to me while you’re smoking on dro
My head is always in a cloud of smoke
I love my weed and that ain’t no joke!
Mary Jane you’re perfect for me
Everytime I need you you’re there for me
Smoke so much weed my pee is green
I ain’t giving up this shit for anything!
Slip and slide
Dance all night
Slap every bitch I see in sight
Yeah that’s right
What up dyke?
Don’t mess with me cuz I’m outta my mind!
And anyone who thinks that this is a front
Come and talk to me and I’ll show you what’s up
Say what you want I don’t give a f**k
I know who I am I just throw my finger up!

[Chorus]

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Get down, let’s all get down
Let’s all get down in this house now

Fortunate Youth – Sweet Sensi Lyrics (feat. Kbong & Johnny Cosmic)

[Featuring: Josh Heinrichs, Steffano Lasso, and Steve]
(Oh yea)
(Well, oh yes, yes)
CHORUS
Sweet sensimilla, I burn ya everyday, u are my addiction, but u never lead me astray
Sweet sensimilla, I burn ya everyday, you are my addiction, but you never lead me astray
(Oh you never lead I astray)
I see your long hair, waving down to there, I see it all, just breezing in the air
See nothing clear, about this, love between you, there’s nothing I, oh I will never lose
I see the ganja is coming my way, we roll it up in the car everyday
But if this time, I wouldn’t mind, she takes it away from me my
CHORUS
So when I wake up in the morning yes you know I feel so nice
Reach for the herb, you know lord my fya and my ganja pipe
Making sweet love all morning with Mary Jane
Said I got two loves and I love them both the same
I love to smoke good sensi in the morning
I love to blaze dank fya all night
Yo and nothin nothin nothin does me better, than my spliff and my lady by my side
CHORUS
Rise in the morning, smell the herbs that we burning
And you take a little draw and relax so
Me love the east but the best is in the west
Where the ocean has the sun setting down low
So I a dread dread
Give me the herb going straight to my head head
Lion blaze the fire make it red red
Give me the herb going straight to my head oh yea
CHORUS

Drake Bell – Smoke It Up Lyrics

Smoke it all ‘fore it dries up
Pass the bowl I’ma light up
See the prize keep your eyes up
Let’s smoke it up
Let’s smoke it up
Mary Jane’s got me tied up
Backwoods by the fire
On the [?] getting higher
Smoking roll after roll after roll til there’s no more to roll

Minding my business
Rollin’ my weed up
Don’t need to stress babe
Kick back with my feet up
Dream chasing
I’m too elevated
Running out of patience
Cut the ties with the fakers
Holding on, you keep holding on, you gotta cut it off
So what you [?] for
I’ma do me so you do you
I’m in an all black coupe, gonna take it to the moon
Take it to the moon
I’ma take it to the moon
Take it to the moon
Without you

Smoke it all ’fore it dries up
Pass the bowl I’ma light up
See the prize keep your eyes up
Let’s smoke it up
Let’s smoke it up
Mary Jane’s got me tied up
Backwoods by the fire
On the [?] getting higher
Smoking roll after roll after roll

Try to feel your time (Did I fuck it up?)
Did I smoke too much? (Did I wait too long?)
Just to feel what I wanted (What I want)
Just to feel what I wanted (What I want)
When the sun goes down, smokers all around
Breath it all in and I let it all out
I’m floating, to the moon
Without you

Smoke it all ‘fore it dries up
Pass the bowl I’ma light up
See the prize keep your eyes up
Let’s smoke it up
Let’s smoke it up
Mary Jane’s got me tied up
Backwoods by the fire
On the [?] getting higher
Smoking roll after roll after roll til there’s no more to roll

Miguel – Vote lyrics

[Intro]
Good time, vote for that
Good time, vote for that
Good time, vote for that
Good time, vote for that
Good time, vote for that
Good time, vote for that
Good time, vote for that
Good time, vote for that
I’ve got that feeling, the feeling too easy
As long as I’m breathing, I’ve gotta vote for a good time

[Verse 1]
Tag your name across the sky
Breathe it in and we can fly
[?]
Yeah, so let’s vote
Like you just got paid, spend it all on Mary Jane
It’s a celebration, yeah, so I vote
Oh, and everything changing
It’s got me feeling strange, but we can stand together
Yeah, so just vote
Summer nights that we were wild
Make the choice that makes you proud
Make the choice that makes you proud
Yeah, and vote for a good time

[Pre-Chorus]
One time for tequila, two times for sativa
[?]

[Chorus]
Vote for a good time
Yeah, oh, good time, alright
Good time, good time
La la la la la la la la la, yeah
Vote for a good time

[Verse 2]
So much beauty into nothing, sometimes life is ugly
[?]
So let’s vote
[?] don’t wait
Make the choice that sets you free now
And that’s [?] your mind, you’ll be fine if you just vote
Tag your name across the sky
Breathe it in and we can fly
[?]
For the moments we’ll remember
And the people that we treasure
We can keep it all together, oh
Vote for a good time

[Pre-Chorus]
One time for tequila, two times for sativa
[?]
One time for tequila, two times for sativa
[?]
Vote for a good time

[Chorus]
Good time, good time
Good time, yeah yeah yeah
Vote for a good time, good time
La la la la la la la la la, oh
Oh, I vote, oh, I vote
Vote for a good time, good time
You know I know I know
Oh, good time, alright
Vote for a good time, good time
La la la la la la la la la, yeah
Oh, I vote, oh, I vote
Vote for a good time, good time
You know I know I know
Oh, good time, alright
Vote for a good time, good time
La la la la la la la la la, yeah
Let’s vote for a good time

[Outro]
[?] I don’t wanna [?]
Oh, I can see you same time tomorrow night, yeah
Right now feels like the greatest of our lives
It’s you and I

Kerina Alex – Bad lyrics

[Verse 1]:
Thought I was a good girl
When you brought me into your world
You never thought you’ll see the day
I’d finally change
I know you bad
But I’m just as bad as you a side that you never knew
We bad
Your style got me in the mood
Got fucked up on attitude

[Chorus]:
Bad boy shit ain’t funny
Dope boy get that money
Bad bitch count that honey
I ain’t really care if a nigga be funny
Cause you bad
But I can be bad as you
Yeah I’m just as bad as you

[Verse 2]:
Started on the wrong hand
Seeing you in these streets
You be chilling with your niggas
I be rolling with my girls
Can’t take your eyes off of me
Can tell I swept you off your feet
You wanna fuck this on repeat
Oh baby
I met that bad boy side of you
Must admit I’m loving
And I’m gone ride for you
You’re all I ever wanted
The way you be loving on my chocolate
Got your Mary Jane breath on my chococlit
I’m mad as hell and still my top goes off
Hands on my body baby
Turn me on
Bring out the bad side of me
Fuck out the shy in me
Hop on a moto
Come ride with me
Just do what you want
Just take control
Now I know you bad
But I can be bad as you
A side that you never knew
We bad

[Chorus]:
Bad boy shit ain’t funny
Dope boy get that money
Bad bitch count that honey
I ain’t really care if a nigga be funny
Cause you bad
But I can be bad as you
Yeah I’m just as bad as you

Lil Skies – Red Roses lyrics

(feat. Landon Cube)

[Intro]
Menoh

[Hook: Lil Skies]
And I got all the drugs in the world that you need
We get high to pass time but bitch I ain’t no fiend
I got money on my mind, I be stacking my green
Shawty said she like my style, I be dripping with ease
Please don’t send me naked pictures, I don’t like to be teased
Say she got that super soaker, well girl just let me see
I ain’t worried bout shit, these niggas ain’t scaring me
I was destined for this life, this is my destiny
Friends wanna be friends when you doing the most
How you tell me you my bro then you went out and told
Niggas say they down to ride but be folding like clothes
Purple hearts all on my garment, I ain’t trusting a soul

[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
I roll up the Mary Jane, no they can’t feel my pain
I’m still trapping everyday, I think I’m stuck in my ways
If you looking for a handout get the fuck out my face
I don’t care about no friends because they all were just fake
In my inbox like I owe you, I got this by myself
I was broken down bad when you said you would help
Now I’m up, they love to hate me, that’s just bad for your health
And she say she a college girl but left her books on the shelf
She gon’ fuck me like a porn star, a rock star
Trying to skirt off in that fast car, like NASCAR
Girl you know I got a cold heart
If I would give it to you, would you tear that shit apart
Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
And with some Backwoods and a lighter just so I could spark
Midnight rider, never put the car in park
I’m shining bright just like a light cause I came from the dark
I ain’t never had nobody, put that on my mommy
I might have to catch a body if you try to stop me
She ride like a Kawasaki and she like it sloppy
Oh you got a hotty body, come ride on my Johnny
Imma go show you the wave, just give me some space
Why you all up in my face like you need a taste
Good designer on my waist, shooters keep the K
I tell them boys to play it safe, don’t lay in your grave
I ain’t never taking time off, I’m steady grinding
I’m never lying, was never crying
Take flights I’m flying, no you can’t see me
Say you need me but you deceive me

[Hook: Lil Skies]
And I got all the drugs in the world that you need
We get high to pass time but bitch I ain’t no fiend
I got money on my mind, I be stacking my green
Shawty said she like my style, I be dripping with ease
Please don’t send me naked pictures, I don’t like to be teased
Say she got that super soaker, well girl just let me see
I ain’t worried bout shit, these niggas ain’t scaring me
I was destined for this life, this is my destiny
Friends wanna be friends when you doing the most
How you tell me you my bro then you went out and told
Niggas say they down to ride but be folding like clothes
Purple hearts all on my garment, I ain’t trusting a soul

[Verse 2: Landon Cube]
I ain’t never forgotten, not a soul worth remembering
Cause all these motherfuckers turn to foe when they envy
So I don’t talk, I work hard
Cause you could be someone today and just be nobody tomorrow
She said I’ll never be shit but a god damn rock star
That blunt ash on the floor
Well she ain’t that far off
Said she ain’t that far off
Roll, smoke
That’s all we know
Toke
Took a drag out that wood now she goin for my wood
So we going to my hood
Yea she gonna get it good
And she know who we are
She want this rock star life and she said I’m going far
And she off a bar
And she can’t feel her face no more
Yeah she off a bar and she can’t feel her face no more
She said she can’t feel her face no more

A$AP Rocky – Herojuana Blunts lyrics

[Intro]
Nash effect

[Verse]
Herojuana blunts, cocaine up in her veins
She dancin’, actin’ strange
Herojuana blunts, I ain’t for the games
Smokin’ blunts, rollin’ paper planes
What you want?
Uh, I’m the nigga, jump up out the Porsche
Lil’ nigga wearin’ big shorts, playin’ sports
Uh, all up on my court, uh, Porsche
What I thought up in my thoughts
Now I rolled up and boarded, I’m a boss, yes
Niggas know they lost, in the sauce, why you forfeit?
And you know it’s ours, it’s legit, I’m the toilet bowl
Cocaine up in her veins
Actin’ strange, she do it and they smokin’ Mary Jane
Herojuana blunts, nigga
I ain’t never flexin’, never stuntin’
Cocaine up in her—
Cocaine up in her veins, watch her do her dance
Twenty thousand dollars, what you want?
A whole kilo, a brick-uh, a shit-uh
She took a, a sniff-uh, a quickie, a hit-uh
Her favorite, want to be her, her liquor
I seen her, a twister, I’m in her, I’m in her
I mean she dancin’ like cocaine up in her veins
Watch her actin’ strange
Vampire teeth, you should see her golden fangs
Cocaine up in her veins, while she gettin’ brains
Sniff a line up on my dick
Herojuana blunts, nigga, I ain’t never stunt
Herojuana blunts, twenty thousand dollars, what you want?
Cocaine up in her veins
Like cocaine up in her veins
Like cocaine up in her veins
Like Cobain up in her veins
Heroin is all up in her system
Ain’t a damn thing changed
Gettin’ faded on the tame
Gettin’ faded off the thing, yeah

[Outro]
Don’t take drugs
(Don’t take drugs, don’t take drugs)
Yes, mother!

YUNGBLUD – Falling Skies lyrics

(feat. Charlotte Lawrence)

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go

[Verse 1: YUNGBLUD]
I don’t wanna die
But I don’t wanna cry lightning
I don’t wanna poke a needle in me to feel things
I don’t wanna be a [?] liability
But I don’t wanna fight
I have never seen the person you are perceiving
But I don’t wanna be alone when I start breathing
We are in the middle, an apocalyptic disaster
So, tell me, what does it matter?
Tell me, what does it matter?
You’re gonna roll the world up and smoke it all
With you people sitting in a pack of [?]
Yeah, no-one knows we’re comatose, right now you are my only hope
Fuck the hype, the life, the world we know
It’s only you and me, all the doors are closed
So, hold me close, don’t let me go
Let’s smoke a cigarette before the world explodes

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go

[Verse 2: YUNGBLUD]
Dying by your side, what heavenly way to die
Guess that guy’s line was right, that he never thought he’d see real life
We are in the middle of a fucked up, crazy design
So stand by my side
Yeah, stand by my side
You’re gonna roll the world up and smoke till late
Like the planet is a gram and a Mary Jane
To commemorate, just space you wait, while they’re hitting the red button like a video game
[?] never true, but we know it
That they’re about to go blow it
Yeah, there’s no way to control it
So, we might as well be holding each other

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)

[Post-Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go-go-go-go (go-go-go-go-go)
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go (go-go-go-go-go)
Don’t let me go-go-go-go (go-go-go-go-go)

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go

Dua Lipa – Thinking ‘Bout You lyrics

[Verse 1]
3 A.M. and my neighbors hate me
Music blasting, shaking these walls
This time Mary Jane won’t save me
I’ve been working later, I’ve been drinking stronger
I’ve been smoking deeper but the memories won’t stop

[Chorus]
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t get high, I can’t get by, I can’t get through
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

[Verse 2]
Like poison coursing through me
So clear my vision is blurred
The haze won’t put my mind at ease
I’ve been sleeping later, I’ve been breathing stronger
I’ve been digging deeper but the memories won’t stop

[Chorus]
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t get high, I can’t get by, I can’t get through
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

[Bridge]
I want you all
Say it before you run out of time
I want you all
Say it before it’s too late
I want you all
Say what I am feeling now
I want you all
Waiting is insane

[Chorus]
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t get high, I can’t get by, I can’t get through
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

Jeremih – Don’t Tell Em (G-MIX Pt.2) Lyrics

[Intro: Bobby Brackins]
Made another hit for the radio station

[Hook: Jeremih]
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin’ like no other
Don’t you tell ’em what we do
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, you ain’t even
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em

[Verse 1: Zendaya]
It’s alright
Ooh baby it’s alright
Do a movin’ like a long flight
Turn up, yeah I just might
Get it poppin’ I’ma have some fun
Yeah baby think you are the one
On replay like my favorite song
Do you, don’t take too long
I was mobbin’ to the bay with my J’s on
Vibing to the beat, I’m in my zone
Movin’ in like it was a dance song
I think I hear my jam coming in
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
This my jam coming in
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I hear the 808 kicking in

[Hook: Jeremih]
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin’ like no other
Don’t you tell ’em what we do
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, you ain’t even
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em

[Verse 2: Bobby Brackins]
Made another hit, it’s way past the sequel
Catch me in trafffic turnin’ up with my people
May be in the East End, double d’s regal
She wanna find me, she ain’t trippin’ off Nemo
Bay to LA, I built a new bridge
Take you to the crib, show you how a boss live
Gonna stay mobbin’ with a Fairfax fit
Turn up, boo thang cause that’s my ish
I was mobbin’ to the bay, A’s hat on
Vibing to the beat, i’m in my zone
Mobbin’ hard, yeah I get my jam on
Turn up
It ain’t loud enough, I wanna hear my jam bang
Keep it on blast, don’t you think about changing
Still going hard darling, please be patient
More slaps coming and they all is amazing
We could hit the function or play slaps and stay in
Hotel, motel, or the Holiday Inn

[Hook: Jeremih]
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin’ like no other
Don’t you tell ’em what we do
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, you ain’t even
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em

[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
Uh, pull your panties down from under you
Beat that pussy up, make you wanna holla Q
Drunk than a bitch, high on that Mary Jane
Pussy in my mouth, pussy on my pinky ring
Nasty, baby me do it in the backseat
Swear this marijuana keep it cracking
Lights, camera, action, I ain’t doing nothing ’til the cash in
Money, money, money, weed, fashion
Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing
Girl toot that thing up, fuck me, fuck rapping
Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake
Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes, ay

[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Just give me the trees and we can smoke it ya
Just give me the drink and we can pour it ya

[Hook: Jeremih]
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin’ like no other
Don’t you tell ’em what we do
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, you ain’t even
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em

[Verse 4: Rihanna]
Dry! …Me a desert him
Nuh time to have you lurking
Him ah go act like he nuh like it
You know I dealt with you the nicest
Nuh body touch me you nuh righteous
Nuh badda, text me in a crisis
I believed all of your dreams, adoration
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
You mistaken my love I brought for you for foundation
All that I wanted from you was to give me
Something that I never had
Something that you’ve never seen
Something that you’ve never been!
Mmmmm!
But I wake up and act like nothing’s wrong
Just get ready fi…

[Hook: Jeremih]
Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion
Girl I guess that must be you
Body like the summer, fuckin’ like no other
Don’t you tell ’em what we do
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em, you ain’t even
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em
You ain’t even, you ain’t even even gotta tell ’em
Don’t tell ’em, don’t tell ’em (no)

LOGIC – Indica Badu (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro: Logic]
Yeah, yeah—
This that J Dilla right here
Badu, Indica Badu
Yeah, that’s right…

[Verse 1: Logic]
Riding ’round the city with my homies blowing trees
Wavy like the seven seas, living life, let me get it right
Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful
Independent woman finna’ make you wait to smash
Come now let me count this cash, come now let me set this flash
Pockets fat like shorty ass, jump in the whip gotta get this gas
Put that shit in drive, up live like ammunition
No permission needed, I proceeded to accelerate
Had days with hella’ hate but gotta let that anger migrate
All this shit that’s on my plate
That food for thought that can’t be bought
But only taught and on the real know

[Hook: Logic]
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it
I can’t get much higher—

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Nigga like we smoking all weekend
And I roll and smoke when I’m drinkin’
Tell them open that dope but don’t peek in
We be havin’ a OG Kush meetin’
If we smokin’ that dope it’s a reason, I sell love from the chiefin’
I be getting high when I wake up
And roll me one more ‘fore I’m sleeping
Man I be smoking so good that I be forgetting the past
It don’t even come to my house
If it ain’t wrapped up in a turkey bag
We roll up the herb and laugh, kick back, blowing zip
Take it on a plane, know I smoke the same when I’m on a trip
Niggas like me always got weed on ’em
Try to tell me that she don’t smoke later on she joinin’
Ain’t no point, no I’m back, keep going in
You been rolling with cats, you boring
I be bringing them stacks enormous
Section always in the back important
Bad bitch gorgeous, pack imported

[Hook: Logic]
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Running round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it, use the fire, ignite it
I can’t get much higher—

[Verse 3: Logic]
Uh, yeah, I’m finna get up in the feeling
Independent feeling like a boss
Roll a little something, smoke a little smoothing
Kick back and then floss
Chiefin’ that Indica in the cut, tell my anxiety to get lost
Fuck a pill, only numb the pain
You know how much that shit cost?
I ain’t talking ’bout your pocket
No, I am only talking about the mind
When the cannabis combine with the brain
It be like everything you seen, you seen the shine
Smoking that golden state, everything going great
Got a lot on my plate, lotta city of complaints
Stacking money in the bank
This that RATTPACK and that Taylor Gang
They know the face and they know the name
I’m a married man with a bad wife
Never fuck around unless it’s Mary Jane
Come play the game, honestly never the same
Just like my flow, got one for every occasion
Living the life so my life is amazing

[Hook: Logic]
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, ignite it, use the fire, ignite it
I can’t get much higher, I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, ignite it, use the fire, ignite it
I can’t get much higher—

[Outro: Logic]
Yeah, and if you don’t know by now, I smoke weed
"HaHaHa"—how Wiz gonna give me the verse
He ain’t gonna give me the laugh though?
"HaHaHa"—that shit iconic…
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Indica Badu

Logic – Indica Badu Lyrics

[Intro: Logic]
Yeah, yeah
This that J Dilla right here
Badu, Indica Badu
Yeah, that’s right

[Verse 1: Logic]
Riding ’round the city with my homies blowing trees
Wavy like the seven seas
Living life, let me get it right
Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful independent woman finna’ make you wait to smash
Come now let me count this cash
Come now let me set this flash
Pockets fat like shorty ass
Jump in the whip gotta get this gas
Put that shit in drive, up live like ammunition
No permission needed
I proceeded to accelerate
Had days with hella’ hate
But gotta let that anger migrate
All this shit that’s on my plate
That food for thought that can’t be bought
But only taught and on the real know

[Chorus: Logic]
I can’t get much higher
I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it I can’t get much higher
I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it I can’t get much higher

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Nigga like we smoking all weekend
And I roll and smoke when I’m drinkin’
Tell them open that dope but don’t peek in
We be havin’ a OG Kush meetin’
If we smokin’ that dope it’s a reason
I sell love from the chiefin’
I be getting high when I wake up
And roll me one more ‘fore I’m sleeping
Man I be smoking so good that I be forgetting the past
It don’t even come to my house if it ain’t wrapped up in a turkey bag
We roll up the herb and laugh
Kick back, blowing zip
Take it on a plane, know I smoke the same when I’m on a trip
Niggas like me always got weed on ’em
Try to tell me that she don’t smoke later on she joinin’
Ain’t no point, no I’m back, keep going in
You been rolling with cats, you boring
I be bringing them stacks enormous
Section always in the back important
Bad bitch gorgeous, pack imported

[Chorus: Logic]
I can’t get much higher
I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it I can’t get much higher
I’m smoking that fire
Running round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it I can’t get much higher

[Verse 3: Logic]
Uh
Yeah I’m finna get up in the feeling
Independent feeling like a boss
Roll a little something, smoke a little smoothing
Kick back and then floss
Chiefin’ that Indica in the cut
Tell my anxiety to get lost
Fuck a pill, only numb the pain
You know how much that shit cost?
I ain’t talking ’bout your pocket, no I am only talking about the mind
When the cannabis combine with the brain it be like everything you seen you seen the shine
Smoking that golden state, everything going great
Got a lot on my plate
Lotta city of complaints
Stacking money in the bank
This that RATTPACK and that Taylor Gang
They know the face and they know the name
I’m a married man with a bad wife
Never fuck around unless it’s Mary Jane
Come play the game
Honestly never the same
Just like my flow, got one for every occasion
Living the life so my life is amazing

[Chorus: Logic]
I can’t get much higher
I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, ignite it
Use the fire, ignite it I can’t get much higher
I’m smoking that fire
Running ’round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can’t get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, ignite it
Use the fire, ignite it I can’t get much higher

[Outro: Logic]
Yeah
And if you don’t know by now, I smoke weed
Hahahahhahaha
How Wiz gonna give me the verse
He ain’t gonna give me the laugh though
Hahaha
That shit iconic
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Indica Badu

Khia – Backwoods Lyrics

[Hook]
I’m out here smoking on the woods
Way in the back
Drop a whole gram in it and I think I need a drank
You see me ride through the hood
Sunroof gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean, oh-oh

I’m smoking on the woods
Way in the back
Got me high, lookin’ good and I think I need a drank
You see me ride through the hood
Sunroof gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean, oh-oh

[Verse 1]
I’m out here smoking on the wood
Way in the back
Got me high feeling good and I think I need a drank
Titties sittin’ up pretty, and my ass sittin’ fat
Tryin’ to pull up on my nigga cause I know that’s where he at
In the hood, where it’s good
Rooftop gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean
My cup on full
My pockets on (?)
Smoke out your (?)
Boy, I’m out of control, oh-oh

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I slide through the hood
Way in the back
Looking fly, feeling good
About to pour another drank
Smoking on my backwood
Chilling with my black wood
Cause he break my back good
And he make me act good
Crumbling herb all day, and day
Andre, press play, what you say?
808 blasting, through the hood I’m passing
Nigga, why you asking?
Hit the wood and pass it, oh-oh

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Head chopped off, rooftop gone
Wood grain boss
Bitch, you know me costs
Checking out the boys with they toys
Rim shiny, candy paint blinding
Smoking on hypnotic
Hoes clocking, cause they man watching
Tell me when you see
A bitches best me
D still got me going
Calling one hit wonder
Blow smoke in your face
Me and Mary Jane

[Hook]

Upchurch – Traveler

I stay walking the woods, getting lost in my thoughts
Wondering if this path is one that I’m ‘posed to be on
But I do get lost in a daze, waking back off in my mind

And I realize camera flashes really will make you go blind
And I’m just binding the sense, and not the cents to make dollars
I’m not gonna go crazy over shit to me that don’t really matter
Who cares if you got money, shit, dawg, I got money too
But you drop the materialistic shit then who the fuck are you
And I’m just strolling through fields call me the phantom of Dixie
With the devil creeping behind, always slick, trying to come trick
But I ain’t paying attention to the shadows that lurk my back
I’m here to be a star and have folks down the road within my path

You are the traveler, a rockstar and a healer
Four wheel spinning in the sunset through the night
Into the dark unknown, guns are loaded
But he always made it home before the light

I grew up with my pawpaw watching reruns of Lonesome Dove
Too stoned and messed, I dress up in his cowboy handsome
And I grab his guitar and pretend to be Johnny Cash on a stage
Just standing in the kitchen when I didn’t know how to play
And I’m surrounded by snakes but I’m the one with the venom
I got the voice of the good people, mainstream won’t even listen
I can’t even get two seconds, shit
I’m the black sheep I’m guessing
But I’m gonna conquer these obstacles with the blade up my neck
Yeah I stress out so I smoke and Mary Jane kicks me up
My mind state in the moonlight is something powerful from above
So when the full moon cast a beam and the beam is shining on me
I guess it’s time to hit the stage like that edible I am

You are the traveler, a rockstar and a healer
Four wheel spinning in the sunset through the night
Into the dark unknown, guns are loaded
But he always made it home before the light

Lloyd Banks – Mighty Healthy Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro]
You know who the fuck it is
2018
Two thousand and make cream
At Your Request

[Verse: Lloyd Banks & Ghostface Killah]
Masked up on my last case
Figured no face, no karma
Throwin’ salt at me
Prefer my shade by Dolce Gabbana
Rideable, bet the dough gets some kinda rotation out her
Stand for nothin’ fall for anything, prada replace the dollar
Havin’ 70s gettin’ bent out of shape and I’m in tip-top
Want this shit? Gotta fight to get on like Love & Hip Hop
Mary Jane’ll tie me up, fell in love with the Ziploc
I done seen your true colors for green niggas’ll flip-flop
Hope you take your best shot followed by something tragic
Have to show you Cs and I’ll spit in your face like a battle rapper
Shit, I only hit the weed slow, came up a rabbit clapper
Prayed on the God, glow and he gave it to me, tabernacle
Never really liked y’all, hate you, know to my next feed
Baguette sleeve
A loyal my begger’s my pet peeve
Time for me to jet, heavy time on the jet skis
The dopest supplier, you trippin’ to let the connect leave
Audacity dissin’ veterans puttin’ up tanking numbers
Ain’t no deuce deuce in yo’ boot, them fuckin’ ankle huggers
When we hug these mics we get busy
I’m thinkin’ “Who is he?”
A stupid motherfucker truck is moving, dumping free work all over to feed the customers
Settin’ the soundtrack for the realer kind of greatest hustlers
Haters to fuel up the fire, doubters to act astounded
Smoke for the watches, gorilla glue with the wax around it
Dollars to rev up the ops and ammo to back them down with
Double bottoms for ass kickin’, the black and brown shits
Certifications debatable, take a fall stay quiet
Your fan base ain’t gone save you, you hit the floor stage divin’
Fire trail from me flying
You takin’ off? Brave pilot
You makin’ moves? Stay silent
You crossed the crew’s gray island
Don’t box me into your categories I’m alien
Them records, I hear nothin’ but fear in ’em
Break a chair on ’em
I see a nigga dye one more color I disappear again
Y’all breedin’ bitches
My blade’ll give a cesarean
I give it everything I had, another high speed choice
Thinkin’ “what more do you want from me?” in Tyrese voice
All we do is make it stack the homicide green boys
Unnecessary altercations keep the concrete moist
I hate makin’ shit, disciplinary jab though
Limited edition lab coat, Louie Supreme collabo’

[Outro]
For every blow, depends on breath control
So it’s the first thing you must learn
Fortunately it’s easy
You’ll soon learn

Lloyd Banks – Mighty Healthy Freestyle

[Intro]
You know who the fuck it is
2018
Two thousand and make cream
At Your Request

[Verse: Lloyd Banks & Ghostface Killah]
Masked up on my last case
Figured no face, no karma
Throwin’ salt at me
Prefer my shade by Dolce Gabbana
Rideable, bet the [?] and kinda rotation out of Stamford
Nothin’ fall for anything
Prada replace the dollar
Havin’ 70s gettin’ bent out of shape and I’m a tip-top
Want this shit? Gotta fight to get on like Love & Hip Hop
Mary Jane’ll tie me up, fell in love with the Ziploc
I done seen your true colors for green niggas to flip-flop
Hope you take your best shot followed by something tragic
Have to show you Cs and I’ll spit in your face like a battle rapper
Shit, I only hit the weed slow, came up a rabbit clapper
Prayed on the God, glow and he gave it to me, tabernacle
Never really like [?], hate you, know to my next feed
Baguette sleeve
A loyal my begger’s my pet peeve
Time for me to jet, heavy time on the jet skis
The dopest supplier, you trippin’ to let the connect leave
Audacity dissin’ veterans puttin’ up tanking and numbers
Ain’t no deuce deuce in yo’ boot, them fuckin’ ankle huggers
When we hug these mics we get busy
I’m thinkin’ "Who is he?"
A stupid motherfucker [?] smooth and dumping free work all over to feed the customers
Settin’ the soundtrack for the realer kind of greatest hustlers
Haters to fuel up the fire, doubters to act astounded
Smoke for the watches, gorilla glue with the wax around it
Dollars to rev up the ops and ammo to back them down with
Double bottoms for ass kickin’, the black and brown shits
Certifications debatable, take a fall stay quiet
Your fan base ain’t gone save you, you hit the floor stage divin’
Fire trail from me flying
You takin’ off? Brave pilot
You makin’ moves? Stay silent
You crossed the crew’s gray island
Don’t box me into your categories I’m alien
Them records, I hear nothin’ but fear in ’em
Break a chair on ’em
I see a nigga dye one more color I disappear again
Y’all breedin’ bitches
My blade give a cesarean
I give it everything I had, another high speed choice
Thinkin’ "what more do you want from me?" in Tyrese voice
All we do is make a it stack the homicide green boys
Unnecessary altercations keep the concrete moist
I hate makin’ shit, disciplinary though
Limited edition lab coat, Louie Supreme collabo’

[Outro]
For every blow, depends on breath control
So it’s the first thing you must learn
Fortunately it’s easy
You’ll soon learn

Kodak Black – Talk About It Lyrics

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye, she know I be runnin’ it, too
Lil’ shawty know I’m full of love
She know I’m bullshittin’
Aye, King, stop playin’, boy, turn the light on in here

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
She know I’m bullshittin’, she know I’m running the game
Lil’ shawty know I’m selling dreams, she buyin’ it anyway
Start some beef with me, boy, it’ll be over any day
And my plug come from Italy, yeah he keep me paid
Everyday I’m sippin’ on remedy, yeah I keep that drink
They need to free my dogs literally ’cause they in a cage
I fuck with youngins sometimes
You straight, but you got crooked ways
Life’s a gamble, crushin’ [?] my ace of spades
Know I used to fuck with [?] ’til I heard he gay
I heard a nigga stuck a broom right up his dirty ass
And, I be on a molly sippin’ [?]
And, I don’t like nobody, so get out my face
And, I be out here wilin’, bitch, I’m young and violent
Aye, I get out my [?], I get out my lane
I be wearing Venus, I get out my space
The Devil, he be creepin’, get him out my space
I’m slidin’ wit’ my toast, but it’ll get you baked
And, I don’t need a holster when it’s on my waist
Yeah, I’m a hell raiser, but I’m heaven made
I’m a Gemeni, so I got 7 ways
And I poured the lean up in my [lemonade?]
I use this shit to my advantage, call it 7 days
And I stack it like a sandwich wit’ no mayonnaise
I spent some time wearin’ [?], but I don’t ever see

[Verse 2: Humble Haitian]
[?] casino while my niggas play spades
Niggas be like bitches, they be throwin’ shade
Bitch, get out my face, don’t like them anyway
Bitch, I’m gettin’ money, no [?], and I got laid
I’m like a horse on hay, I’m talking Mary Jane
Let my [?] keep that heat, but I’m in [?]
Nigga come ’round playin’, snipers make you hit the floor
Stay strong, nigga
Bitch, I’m on my 10 toes

[Verse 3: CBE]
From a nigga, call it [?]
Through FedEx, sell it on Ebay
My goons goin’ crazy, they goin’ insane
Mention my name, I’m aimin’ at yo’ brain
Far from [dual lanes?] we are not the same
Took a nigga bitch, he ain’t seen the hoe since
That fed don’t make dollars, they don’t make cents
[?] in the head with the llama, call it common sense

Snoop Dogg – 3’s Company (feat. Chris Brown & O.T. Genasis)

[Intro: Snoop Dogg (& Chris Brown)]
SD, O.T
(Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T….)

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I got 25 ways I can get it
And 20 home boys that’s fully with it
It’s only gon’ take ’bout 30 minutes
From the effects that you feel from the bag of spinach
It’s vintage, authentic, I have no limits
C Walk in the party let the Crips up in it
To handle our business, baby, put your back up in it
CB, OT, yeah we back up in it
The west coast do the most
Take a drag out the dope
House party like a motherfucker full of my folks
He a dog, and a couple of P’s
Pile of seeds, weed, and a couple of G’s
Ooh wee, I got the mic, it’s my turn
The roof is on fire, let that motherfucker burn
We don’t need no water if your daughter is hot
Just send her to the Dogg so I can woop-de-wop

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl, I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby, let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Verse 2: O.T. Genasis]
Skip, Skip, Skip, Skip, Skip
I’m a long beach nigga, long beach Crip
See her at the party, big thang on her hip
Gun never tiny, you can kiss this tip (muah!)
Handle, got that stick like magic
Never drink it straight, where the Kool-Aid?
Leave a nigga bloody like bootleg
I’m a northside nigga, stand on my toes
Cisco nigga, staying on the hoes
I heard she a flip, ran off her clothes
Threw her in the air, landed on the bros
O.T., SD, CB
Any nigga say some gotta see me
36 O’s, pair of phones
Double M give it up, chunky

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
I ain’t tryna knock your hustle, babe
You know I’m a dog, but there’s no petting
More fire, more loud, we all can blaze
You lookin’ like twins, both hands, two bodies
One I’m in the sheets, other one her knees (sheets)
Mary Jane’s a freak, and I love Molly
I’m tryna paint two Mona Lisa
One black, one white, at the same time
Them strobe lights keep flashing
It’s just me and you two in this room
And it feels like déjà vu
Like I been here with you two, before

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player (It was only)
Play on player
Girls on top of girls, when we walkin’ (walkin’)
Play on player, (walkin’) play on, play on, play on player

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player (It was only)
Play on player
Girls on top of girls, when we walkin’ (walkin’)
Play on player, (walkin’) play on, play on, play on player

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby, let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player (It was only)
Play on player
Girls on top of girls, when we walkin’ (walkin’)
Play on player, (walkin’) play on, play on, play on player

[Outro: Chris Brown (& Snoop Dogg)]
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T… (yeah!)
(3’s company, baby)
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T…
(You know how we do it, we the west, yo)
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T…
(CB, uh, O.T., yeah, SD)
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T…
(Ooh wee, ooh wee)

Cypress Hill – Hits From The Bong lyrics

Hits from the bong
Hits from the bong
Hits from the bong
Hits from the bong

Pick it, pack it,
Fire it up, Come along,
And take a hit from the bong,
Put the blunt down just for a second,
Don’t get me wrong it’s not a new method,
Inhale, Exhale,
Just got a ounce in the mail,
I like a blunt or a big fat cone,
But my double barrel bong is gettin’ me stoned,
I’m skill it, There’s water inside don’t spill it,
It smells like shit on the carpet,
Still it, goes down smooth when I get a clean hit,
Of the skunky funky smelly green shit,
Sing my song, puff all night long,
As I take Hits from the bong…

Hits from the bong y’all
Gonna get high,
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high,
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high,
Hits from the bong

Let’s smoke that bowl, hit the bong,
And then take that finger off of that hole,
Plug it, unplug it,
Don’t straaaain, I love you Mary Jane,
She never complains, when I hit Mary,
With that flame, I light up the cherry,
She’s so good to me, when I pack a fresh bowl I clean the screen,
Don’t get me stirred up the smoke, through the bub-bling water,
Is Makin’ it pure so I got ta’, take my hit and hold it,
Just like Chong, I hit the bowl and I reload it,
Get my four-footer and bring it on…
As I take Hits from the bong,

Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong…
Gonna get high

Straighten your dick out…
Gonna get high…

Lil B – Rawest Rapper Alive (Black Ken Mixtape)

[Intro]
History in the making
Rawest rapper alive
Lil B
BasedGod
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I put my heart on paper, venting on a daily basis
It’s like a painting how I’m stroking for the final stages
Let me win cause I’m on the bottom
I’m from the under where it rain but the water shower
Ask my nigga, we was robbing for that mighty dollar
The mighty dollar got him five, for a thousand dollars
Fuck that shit, I ain’t that nigga that gon’ sit in jail
I’m finna rap until my mama say she living well
Living swell, I live in hell in the real world
That’s why Basedworld the only place with based girls
See, my face don’t break with a solid body
I’m like a porn star, cause I’m eating anybody
And it’s hot nowadays, cause people getting sloppy
It’s like cheerleaders, my niggas catching bodies
I’m sorry

[Bridge]
I said I’m sorry man
It’s like, my niggas is really cheerleaders nowadays, man
Catching bodies and shit
Get with me
I’ll body your bitch
Rawest rapper alive

[Verse 2]
If I don’t end up on top, let me run the bottom
Off that Rossi, Carlos Rossi, see my eyes in shadows
See my face beneath the water with the water shallow
You feel me?
I’ma tell you like this man
Fuck a money hungry bitch, she gon’ get your issue
I’m riding on you, while a sucker nigga riding with you
No support with the levees or a nigga’s dreams
I can’t see the bitch, so I’m smoking Mary Jane
Yeah

[Bridge]
Lil B for "Lil Boss" making history
Who the fuck said hip-hop is dead?
Shhh

[Verse 3]
Look at me, I’m a starving artist
Have you ever had your face drawn by fifty girls?
I done did it, freestyling for eighty tracks
A hundred Myspace, that imported, out my ass
I love rap, I done did it cause I sacrifice
Anything and everything, for the based life
To live right, mind reader cause I’m copacetic
I touched the girl and made her faint, she called the paramedics

[Bridge]
Yes, my nigga, I’m the best
Yes, I’m the best, my nigga, I’m the best (x3)
Yes, I’m the best
BasedGod
Yeah, Based Lord
Brang dang on your bitch, man
History
Y’all gon’ miss me
I got the crown man, hold the throne
Westside, West Coast, man
We got this shit
It’s our time
Fuck the grind

[Verse 4]
Brang dang, man, all game, all terrain
I move on autopilot with no pilot, I’m the pilot
Move in silence, cause they watch you when your face is violent
Rather see you making money than selling and grinding
And I’m tired of the fact I’m sitting and crying
Maybe cause I’m a Leo, boy, a heart of a lion
And I hate to see my niggas that’s living and dying
That’s why I’m riding for ’em, Lil B, I can’t stop ’em

[Outro]
Only thing that’s stopping me is myself
West Coast
Bay Area
Bitch

Zoey Dollaz – Oh Yeah Yeah (feat. Casey Veggies) (M’ap Boule Album)

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I’m just mobbin’ through the party with my niggas
Seen a couple bad bitches, fuckin’ wit’ us
See some broke niggas, hatin’ on the side line
We just laughin’ at them niggas givin’ high fives
Oh yeah yeah
I’m just here to fuck the night up
Oh yeah yeah
Me and my niggas finna turn up
Oh yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz]
Turn up, uh, dark shades, red cup (woo)
Mobbin’ through the party like wassup (wassup)
See a few chicks actin’ stuck up (uh)
But, fuck it, we just here to get fucked up (turn up)
See some bad bitches (bad ones)
Bad bitches, real life, no filter, no catfishes (bad bitches, yikes!)
See some niggas hatin’ on the sideline (haha)
Tell them niggas get a better job 9-5
I’m just mobbin’ through, fly like a plane (fly like a plane)
A cup of water in my hand, I don’t do Mary Jane
My niggas sippin’ on drink and he rollin’ up (rollin’ up)
Fuck it, we ain’t leavin’ this party, till the sun is up

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I’m just mobbin’ through the party with my niggas
Seen a couple bad bitches, fuckin’ wit’ us
See some broke niggas, hatin’ on the side line
We just laughin’ at them niggas givin’ high fives
Oh yeah yeah
I’m just here to fuck the night up
Oh yeah yeah
Me and my niggas finna turn up
Oh yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Casey Veggie]
Yeah, young Veggie’s make these girls go crazy
Said she never met a nigga, that was so wavy
Baby, never left the lot in a new ‘cedes
When you turn the lights down, she get X rated
Get pounds from the plug, we like 480
I been caught up in that gang, feel so crazy
I whip it up, until the product go crazy
The way I beat it up, never leave no statement
She the type of bad bitch, to borrow a car
And I’m a young rich nigga, ain’t trippin’ at all
She like I’m with my friends too, who coming with y’all?
It’s just me and Zoey Dollaz lookin’ for ’em all

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I’m just mobbin’ through the party with my niggas
Seen a couple bad bitches, fuckin’ wit’ us
See some broke niggas, hatin’ on the side line
We just laughin’ at them niggas givin’ high fives
Oh yeah yeah
I’m just here to fuck the night up
Oh yeah yeah
Me and my niggas finna turn up
Oh yeah yeah

Dua Lipa – Thinking ‘Bout You (Dua Lipa Deluxe Album)

[Verse 1]
3 A.M. and my neighbors hate me
Music blasting, shaking these walls
This time Mary Jane won’t save me
I’ve been working later, I’ve been drinking stronger
I’ve been smoking deeper but the memories won’t stop

[Chorus]
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t get high, I can’t get by, I can’t get through
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

[Verse 2]
Like poison coursing through me
So clear my vision is blurred
The haze won’t put my mind at ease
I’ve been sleeping later, I’ve been breathing stronger
I’ve been digging deeper but the memories won’t stop

[Chorus]
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t get high, I can’t get by, I can’t get through
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

[Bridge]
I want you all
Say it before you run out of time
I want you all
Say it before it’s too late
I want you all
Say what I am feeling now
I want you all
Waiting is insane

[Chorus]
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
I can’t get high, I can’t get by, I can’t get through
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

Gucci Mane – Loss 4 Wrdz (feat. Rick Ross) (Droptopwop Album)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Ha
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I’m feelin’ like I took a Perc’, I’m at a loss for words
It’s like I smoked a pound of herbs, so please do not disturb
Feel like I drunk a pound of syrup and snorted up half a bird
Can’t even find the words, I’m so at a loss for words
I’m feelin’ like I took a Perc’, I’m at a loss for words
It’s like I smoked a pound of herbs, so please do not disturb
Feel like I drunk a pound of syrup and snorted up half a bird
Can’t even find the words, I’m so at a loss for words

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Geeked up, she can’t even talk
Damn, it’s all my fault
Got me nervous ’cause she took a molly
She can’t even walk
High as fuck, we can’t even fuck
Throwed up on my Chucks
Just my luck that I caught a slut
Can’t even mother
Fell asleep and woke up
With a model when you came
And she shake like a Coke bottle
Baby, what’s your name?
Reminiscent, got me thinkin’
Damn, Guwop, I’m off the chain
Fucked so many famous bitches
But I’m scared to name they names
There’s so many drugs I lost my mind
But I’m not ashamed
I grew up sellin’ cocaine
In love Mary Jane
Pay attention, this non-fiction
I couldn’t even make it up
Drinkin’ lean like I’m Pimp
Monday, I might not wake up
A prescription of a young black man
Trappin’ with a pistol
Wanna kill just like Tony did
When man did fuck his sister
Monkey nuts on a Glock .40
I can go gorilla
So I’ll point, he said 12 comin’
I done peeped the signal

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I’m feelin’ like I took a Perc’, I’m at a loss for words
It’s like I smoked a pound of herbs, so please do not disturb
Feel like I drunk a pound of syrup and snorted up half a bird
Can’t even find the words, I’m so at a loss for words
I’m feelin’ like I took a Perc’, I’m at a loss for words
It’s like I smoked a pound of herbs, so please do not disturb
Feel like I drunk a pound of syrup and snorted up half a bird
Can’t even find the words, I’m so at a loss for words

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
My Bentley ridin’ on Timbalands
Painted mine like cinnamon
Burnin’ weed in the Benjamin
Really high on my adrenaline
40 points, 10 assists
Game over, hit or miss
Mary J, they reminisce
Bitch niggas been on the list
One stack and the guns clap
Run the label like I run the trap
All sauce like I’m on the Perc’
Biggest boss with the warmest verse
Ladies stunned when I’m on the scene
Biggest guns, glowin’ Bs
Homies had to kill for your charm
I gave the chain back to your mom

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I’m feelin’ like I took a Perc’, I’m at a loss for words
It’s like I smoked a pound of herbs, so please do not disturb
Feel like I drunk a pound of syrup and snorted up half a bird
Can’t even find the words, I’m so at a loss for words
I’m feelin’ like I took a Perc’, I’m at a loss for words
It’s like I smoked a pound of herbs, so please do not disturb
Feel like I drunk a pound of syrup and snorted up half a bird
Can’t even find the words, I’m so at a loss for words

Taylor Stone – I’ll Call You lyrics

I stay up until the sun is up
Thinking what if my time is up
Now who be the one to fill my cup
You used to be the one to fill my cup
You know the pills in the right order
Can you get my feelings in the right order
If you come back amma place an order
Need a new heart and a new mind
Make them correspond to my bad self
Mary Jane found a new me i’m a new born in this forest
New trees in this forest
I need you in this forest
Caramel or the black forest?
New man in your profile picture
It hurts when you do it to a nigga
So I get drunk and I drunk call you
Get drunk and I drunk call you
Get drunk and I drunk call you
So I get drunk and I drunk call you

You don’t pick up
Are you really happy?
Do you wanna see me down on one knee?
From a playboi to a lover man
Disappoint them but impress you
They hate me but you love me
You don’t tell me but you show me
I know you and you know me
Don’t wanna send a text I wanna call you

Mary J. Blige – Glow Up Lyrics

Mary J. Blige (Blige)
Glow up, glow up
DJ Khaled

I got that, yeah, I had to get up (get up)
I still kill the game, nigga, dead up (dead up)
I come back deader
Fuck with me, you gon’ have to get your bread up
Heyo, shut up
Chicks like me don’t stay down, never, ever (woo)
‘Cause when I roll up, see my pockets swole up
Ladies we gon’ show up and show ’em how we glow up

You can be mine if you wanna (mine if you wanna)
Really I’d be mad too if I lost a real dime ass woman (dime ass woman)
Take a deep breath, baby ’cause I’m petty so you ’bout to see me stunting (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You ain’t care enough to keep a good thing, I’ma do it like it’s nothing (do it like it’s nothin’)
Do it like it’s nothin’
Do it like it’s nothin’

I’ma glow up, glow up
Lord have faith like yeah
I’ma really have some fun with you (have fun)
Throw it in your face like yeah
You never heard this one coming
I had to take back my love
You thought that you was so clever
But baby, you know, I know better

How much did I warn you?
I keep telling your ass what I’m gon’ do
You keep trying and trying my patience
Now you’re lost and confused and you’re pacing, you wasting your time
Promise I made up my mind
Just worry ’bout you, nigga, I’ma be fine
I’m good, save your I’m sorry’s, just keep it
Nothing you say’s gonna stop me from leaving ’em out
Oh, you can do that dumb shit so well
Yeah, baby, they don’t call me the Queen for nothing
No, no, no, no, no

I’ma glow up, glow up
Lord have faith like yeah
I’ma really have some fun with you (have fun)
Throw it in your face like yeah
You never heard this one coming
I had to take back my love
You thought that you was so clever
But baby, you know, I know better

You know what I know (you know what I know)
That I got that wide load (cash, racks)
I can’t catch no feelings though (no, no feelings)
They told me ’bout you before (ayy, they told me)
But you still tryna make your move (still)
Still tryna get in Bruges (still)
She think ’cause I bought her shoes (ayy, Gucci)
That’s gonna make the news (that’s gonna make the blogs)
What’s that in my backwoods? Mary Jane (woo)
She wanna be a boss like Mary J
Countin’ up commas in the driveway (yeah)
No more drama like Mary J. (no)
You started out mad now you goin’ insane (insane)
You started out fine then you end up lyin’ (lyin’)
You were stuck up the first time I showed up (stuck up)
Now you so in love when a nigga glowed up (hey)

You make me, make me cry, ooh (you make me cry)
Now it’s (now it’s your time, is it your time?)
You make me, ooh (you make me cry)
Now it’s your time, your time (now it’s your time, is it your time?)

I’ma glow up, glow up
Lord have faith like yeah
I’ma really have some fun with you (have fun)
Throw it in your face like yeah
You never heard this one coming
I had to take back my love
You thought that you was so clever
But baby, you know, I know better
I’ma glow up, glow up
Lord have faith like yeah
I’ma really have some fun with you (have fun)
Throw it in your face like yeah
You never heard this one coming
I had to take back my love
You thought that you was so clever
But baby, you know, I know better

Mary J. Blige
Yeah, I’ma glow up
I’ma glow up
Glow up
Throw it in your face like yeah
The Queen