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Go Bananas By Yung Gravy & bbno$ Ayy, man, the, the f--- you mean You ain’t heard of no f-----’ Lentra, the God? I got the drip drop, icy hot wrist, that’s a ice pack (Uh) Think I’m Tim Horton with the Ice Cap I used to get caught up with all these thots, forgot ’em I never second guess, I shoot my shot, I got ’em It’s funny how I never check my watch, still got ’em Problems without Baby Gravy, we just solve ’em He ain’t got the loud pack, tell that boy speak up (Speak up) New side b---- short and stout like a tea cup (Tea cup) I might get myself some fake t---, get some D-cups (Ayy, ayy) Just so I can flex on my ex, she got C-cups Check the patterns, we keep goin’ bananas I see you nanas slippin’ Watch the blue shell do some damage We in the back (B----) We passin’ six, five, four Three, two, one, yeah, now we in the front So I spent a big check on a car Yeah, I would if I could, yeah Everything I make is hard You will like it ’cause it’s good, yeah Sho

Gasoline, Pt. 2 By Yung Gravy & bbno$ Smoke DJ Yung Vamp out in Belgium, fresh a-- m----------- Smoke We out here on tour, baby (Skrrt) bbno$ just got back from wiener schnitzel (Wiener schnitzel) ‘Bout to stack this cheddar, ayy Sippin’ coffee black, no creamer, rather keep the stack Whippin’ in a flashy purple beamer Baby Gravy back Drop top gettin’ lucid top she’s quite a dreamer (Yeah) Cop a Gucci flop with a coupon, no redeemer, ayy With ya senorita (Bad b----) You can see the wrist dance like ballerina You can see the pimp slap cause anesthesia Only hit a fuckboy if I really need to (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Your wifey want my doggy bone so I’ma have to treat her Yeah, she really ’bout my balls, we playing Quidditch, she the seeker So I slide to home plate, she call me bbno-Jeter I did a show for nine K, yeah, I look like Vegeta Ayy, never knew about Vegeta I was growin’ up gettin’ v----- (Gettin’ p----) Didn’t have TV, no Dragonball Z Had to spend the da

Cadbury Creme By Yung Gravy & bbno$ Baby Gravy Trippy, that’s the team Jason Rich baby (Uh, uh, uh) Gravy (bbno$) It’s the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy and f-----’ baby (Baby) We with ya lady I’ve been thinkin’ You been wastin’ my time All, all my time (Baby Gravy) All, all my time Flex, baby It’s the season Neck from ya ex Every single evenin’ B---- I’m freezin’ for no f-----’ reason I gave y’all the sauce and the spice and the seasonin’ Extra sweetenin’ Question Mr. Money, what’s your seasonin’? Min max all my time, I’m cookin’ up, you find me eatin’ it Uh, hold up I think your b---- just might’ve dropped a pin Listen to your lady, she said “Baby, you should ease it in” I’m getting lucky, ain’t relyin’ on luck I put my money in investments and I doubled it up No need to stress about a drink of choice, it’s Bud or the bud When the Baby Gravy bust through, you know what f---’s up You should tell ’em Gravy Ayy, ayy, don’t you hit my phone line I don’t

Real Life By Yungeen Ace Yeah (Woah), ayy, Jacksonville s---, haha Ayy, real life s--- though, I ain’t gon’ lie, ayy I done watched plenty n----- die in these streets, real life On gang, yeah I done watched plenty n----- die in these streets I clutch that iron, I slang that iron, I brought that pressure where he sleep I done been kicking doors (Kicking doors) In and out of stolos (Skrrt) I done f----- plenty hoes (Plenty hoes) I grew up a killer, while my brothers, they was on the stove All I know is murder (All I know) Kill him dead, where he at? Leave him dead, bust his brain, watch his head bust All I know is murder (All I know) Kill him dead, where he at? Leave him dead, bust his brain, watch his head bust All I know is murder I still remember when I had seen my first body I had swerved up on Fat K, I had two Glocks and a shotty (Skrrt) Ayy, look, two years later, Royale birthday, we was leavin’, was sobbin’ (F---) I was in the back of the ambulance thinkin’ w

Off The Goop By Yung Gravy, bbno$ & Cuco [Cuco:] Off the molly, off the bean What’s this boy doin’ looking so clean She gon call me I’ll do anything Back in Cali, smokin’ big weed Like sheesh I might have to cool down bringin’ all the heat I know that’s yo shawty but she feelin’ on my meat If I hit it once imma pass her to the team I don’t want it twice (what) b---- that’s not for me [bbno$:] She a nympho I’d rather be stayin’ makin’ that peso But I can’t say no to a filthy rich sugar mama with bankroll (is she rich) Pipe the girl got the bag took both options (oof) Stayin’ loyal to my dentist cause I’m flossin’ Financially stable make it rain like Mary Poppins Shooting creamy threes like half a pint deep like I’m Basket Robbins (smoke a fudge) She pull and tug my s--- like b---- I’m not a Bop-It (woah) Y’all actin’ sussy yee I think you better stop it [Yung Gravy:] Woooo B---- stop it Drippin’ like a faucet it be gettin’ outta pocket Said I walk in this

Battle By Yo Gotti [Yo Gotti:] (1209, please) And we havin’ a high-class debate Who’s the baddest b---- in the club? The bartenders or the dancers? (30, you’re a motherfuckin’ fool) Right now we got the bartenders down, but not all the dancers (Where the dollars at?) B---- (Where the dollars at?) Ho (Where the dollars at?) B---- (Where the dollars at?) She said (Where the dollars at?) Get some stripper thongs (Where the dollars at?) Hundred-thousand ones (Where the dollars at?) Bartenders verse strippers (Where the dollars at?) I don’t know who won (Where the dollars at?) Battle (Where the dollars at?) Battle (Where the dollars at?) Battle (Where the dollars at?) Battle, what she said? (Where the dollars at?) Bottles (Where the dollars at?) Ones (Where the dollars at?) Bottles (Ones) (Where the dollars at?) Ones P---- worth more than the diamonds on my neck (Yeah) Say the d--- better when it come with a check She said wanna see her wet? (Wet) Go f--- up a che

They Ain’t Want Me To Know By Yo Gotti Don’t make a n---- invest in yo’ ho (Yeah) Teach her everything you didn’t want her to know, know, know And you ain’t my n---- so quit callin’ me bro (Bro) ‘Cause I know everything you didn’t want me to know, know, know (F--- n----) Boy, don’t make a n---- invest in yo’ ho (I’ma do her) Teach her everything you didn’t want her to know, know, know (Oh, I’ma teach her about all that) And you ain’t my n---- so quit callin’ me bro (Don’t do that) Found out everything you ain’t want me to know, know, know You need to grow up Gotti (Why?) Look at all these people that help blow up Gotti (Like who?) You don’t even go back to the hood like you don’t know nobody I think n----- readin’ it wrong, I just don’t owe nobody (Nah, f--- them n-----) And I swear ‘fore God they test me I’ma show somebody (I’ll throw up somethin’ with this) This s---’ll put you in a box (Box) You see n----- you f--- with f-----’ with the opps Guess what I thought yo

Trapped By Yo Gotti I’m trapped in I’m trapped in, I know it Ayy I know I’m trapped, I’m trapped, I’m trapped, I know I’m trapped Yeah, yeah, ayy, look I heard my n----- talkin’ ’bout me, whispers gettin’ closer (Uh) N----- say I ain’t breaking bread, I don’t even know you (Uh) All the s--- I bought you n-----, all the s--- I taught you, n---- Lil’ disloyal, ungrateful n----, I’m thinkin’ I should off you n----- Learned the hard way, keepin’ it real may cost a n---- All that love and bruh-bruh s---, they gon’ cross a n---- (Cross me) I know that I’m trapped, I know it (I know it) I know I’m depressed, I show it (I show it) I’m poppin’ Xans, I’m paranoid, I’m fifty and oh, I’m Floyd (Floyd) Streets ain’t never defeatin’ me, before I was rappin’, I was a G Money was always on time, my plug ain’t never mistreated me Okay, this the intro, so I’ma set the mood (What’s up?) You thinkin’ twice? I am too (Yeah) So ain’t none of you n----- cool (Cool) So now that you know

Yellow Claw – Try So Hard Lyrics It was never about how to move ‘Cause we made it and we made it good, yeah There were times where I felt so alive But that was a lie, a lie, a lie So don’t even think Took off of me tonight Don’t even try ‘Cause she can’t make me forget it I remember when I did and after tried so hard And every other way could turn into a fight somehow Do you do that to make me mad? Just want me to react But I remember when I did and after tried so hard But you don’t even think I do We’ve been lost when we found we ain’t one Like I figured it out altogether If the last thing I want is goodbye Then I shouldn’t even have to try at all So don’t even think Took off of me tonight Don’t even try ‘Cause she can’t make me forget it I remember when I did and after tried so hard And every other way could turn into a fight somehow Do you do that to make me mad? Just want me to react But I remember when I did and after tried so hard But you don’t e

Yorke – Treading Water Lyrics Verse 1 So overwhelmed right now, don’t have it figured out just yet You don’t try to understand that I don’t fit your box of tricks Got your life worked out, but I had to teach myself this s--- Gamble every move I make to stop my heart from giving in Pre-Chorus I don’t mind, I don’t mind I don’t mind drowning for a little while I’m on a road that you would never drive Didn’t you know that this is real life? I don’t mind, I don’t mind I don’t mind drowning in the meantime. Treading water but I’m still alive You wouldn’t know what that feels like Chorus I, I’m not chasing dotted lines I’m waiting for the tide to rise And carry me right through the night I’m treading water but I’m still alive Verse 2 Things used to wear me down, sink right into the abyss I’m so glad I didn’t quit when you said I shouldn’t take the risk Nothing is for sure, but I’m gripping onto this Now I can admit that I’ve found my peace in my own loneliness Pr

Young M.A – 2020 Vision Lyrics Sleep walking part two Hey Zombie on the track Uh, straight off the rip, get to the bag The plan is to triple my cash and s--- on my past, hey Had to put a lock on my heart ’cause the love don’t last Really rich, but I’m humble, but I won’t brag But I just blew 40K on a piece, VV’s, freazin’ Sick s---, every time I wear it, I’m sneezin’, sheesh 2020, gotta level up, increasin’, big Gotta talk to these lil’ dumb n-----, preach, I’m preachin’ New money, but I’m gettin’ back to my old ways Still hood, n----, still gotta get the chicken wings with the lo mein Still good when I pull up, clap, clap, real life, it’s a real thing Probably with 3 n-----, but when it’s war time, it’s the whole gang Take your b----, then I f--- her, she ain’t comin’ back, homie this a sure thing, poor thing I don’t cuff a broke b---- and I don’t cuff a no-name, no Two tone cuban links, white and rose Broke n----- ain’t never been in no banks, y’all really ho-mad

Yo Gotti – H.O.E. (Heaven On Earth) Lyrics (It’s too EZ), yeah Ayy, we pull up like No Virgil White on white, white-white, not Off-White, look Oh, I’m rich rich (Rich), shawty thick thick (Thick) We f--- her friend together (Yeah), that’s my b---- b---- (B----) I heard you hit her raw (I did), you takin’ risk risks (Ugh) And she a thot-thot (Thotiana), you with the s--- s--- (Ugh) Oh, she a ho ho (A ho), f----- the bro bros (My bro) She a secret secret (Why?), that’s on the low low (The low) I ain’t trickin’ at all, I ain’t spendin’ no dough (None) Won’t catch me on no blogs, ain’t linked to no hoes (I’m low low) So, you gangster gangster (Ain’t it?), you applyin’ pressure (Pressure) She a b----, ain’t it? (Ho), she too extra extra (Extra) She just went viral, showed the world your text messages (Damn) You had to block the ho ’cause she messy messy I’m a ho, I know I’m a ho (I am) But don’t you call me that, lil’ n----, that s--- come with the smoke I’m a ho, got

Yo Gotti – Know Yo Worth Lyrics I just gotta praise Beep Ayy, know your worth (worth) Young multi-millionaire from the dirt (I am) B---- said she wanna berk and know your worth (worth) Hoe that’s a couple bridge for a purse (for a purse) Bright idea, b----, but that ain’t what you’re worth (woo!) When you winnin’ you gotta know your worth (know your worth) When you up and they be hatin’, that s--- the worst (damn) You are not a wave, you a surf (wave rider b----) B----, tryna gave [?] this not a church Imma project baby, and I’m stupid rich Call me sniper gang (gang gang), we got stupid sticks (brr) Bad a-- employees, b---- we s--- from bricks (out here) Home of the tigers (tigers), born with the s--- And I shouldn’t be trusted (at all), especially with your b---- And I’m runnin’ plays (plays), you know that’s a blitz (blitz) Ain’t no coppin’ P’s, that’s a hit or miss Yuh And my home do scams And she smokin’ loud, just rolled seven grams She like to Nae-Nae (Ch

Yo Gotti – Like That Lyrics [Ty Dolla $ign] No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, no, no (RockBoyBeats) No, no, no, no (That n---- Ladd got the truth) [A Boogie Wit da Hoodie] Yeah, I would take you Chanel if you want me to Put your foot over your head when I’m f-----’ you When you say you miss me, I can’t tell if it’s true So nowadays I just lie and say, “I miss you too” But I only bought you Chanel ’cause I wanted you You let me f--- you with your friends so I don’t cheat on you You always put me in my bag, that’s where I’m comfortable And then I get another bag for her [Yo Gotti] F--- a bag, bae, let’s get a bag, bae We get money, we ain’t trippin’ on what the tag say One got the Rolls truck, you got the mansion Wraith You ain’t wanna have a threesome, you wanted to play it safe Now you a big ol’, big ol’ freak, comin’ at your body ‘Long as I got you and you got me we don’t need nobody Ain’t gon’ lie like I’m just perfect, go buy you some purses Cover up th

Yo Gotti – Put a Date on It Lyrics June you’re a genius Yuh [Yo Gotti & Lil Baby] Sack coming in and the money don’t fold (Fold) Gotta put a stamp on it (Stamp on it) Just hit a play, scrape it off the plate (Skrrt) Gotta put the cap on it (Cap on it) P---- a-- n---- always talking that tough s--- N----, put a date on it (Date on it) Everybody sittin’ at the table ’round here, yeah There’s a lot of plates on it Runnin’ through the money and the b---- keep callin’ Hold up, she gon’ have to wait on it (Wait on it) VVS diamond drippin’ over my T-shirt Reach for it, I’ma put your face on it Rolls Royce truck on the way, cashed out for it (Cash) Still had to wait on it (Wait on it) Plug f----- around, sent the wrong damn kind (Bullshit) N---- still had to pay for it (Hah) [Yo Gotti] Pack coming in on I-40 (Woo) I’ma keep a 30 in my 40 (Slatt) I’ma buy a Birkin for my shawty (Pew) N---- did me dirty, ran off on me (Took off) Plug did me dirty, took off on me (

Yo Gotti – Pose (Remix) Feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Megan Thee Stallion Lyrics [Yo Gotti] Photo shoot, yeah Flash, flash, flash, flash [Yo Gotti] You are looking at a legend in the flesh Fresh up out the kitchen to the check Blew a quarter key on the set Hold up, pose VV’s and the chain lookin’ wet Deposit, I ain’t hit account yet S--- ain’t verified, like my check Hold up, pose (Yeah) Pose, pose, pose, pose, photo shoot, pose, pose, pose, it’s a photo shoot [Yo Gotti] Dope boy, I’m on Polaroid, photo’s make me paranoid (Flash) B---- open up her camera phone (Hold on hold on) This that s--- I be tryna avoid (Yeah) B----, I ain’t tryna make no blog with you (Blog with you) Ho, I ain’t walkin’ to the mall wit’ you (Ayy not me) Took her out on the radio (Who that?) I should take a picture, you got the log with you (Flash) She been sendin’ me pictures and they X-rated (X-rated) Word on the street that her ex hate it (Ex hate it) You doin’ lame s--- and I’m irritated

Yo Gotti – Weekend Lyrics I’m cooking up work on a Thursday [?] Friday Weekend gon’ be rolling Wraith just waiting on me to drive it I was f------ up a club on a Sunday F------ up a club on a Sunday Re-upped, popped out midday afternoon Then I do it all on a Monday I was going up on a Tuesday Might come down on a Wednesday Check just cleared on a Thursday I’ma blow it all by the weekend I’ma run it up in a month I’ma f--- it up in a weekend Whole bag of money bagged once I’ma smoke it up by the weekend I don’t care, I’ma be blunt B---- I’m tryna f--- by the weekend I know what these hoes really want A thug f------ on them til the weekend [?] I ain’t f------ with me ex, she retro She had a hard time trying to let go I guess she ain’t wanna see these jets go, I’m gone Shoot out like a rocket Yeah [?] tool out of pocket My young b---- like to rub my feet And her head sloppy, damn I’m off topic Back to my [?] [?] sleepy, you gon’ need [?] I’m a dope boy, ye

Yo Gotti – Dopechella Lyrics [Yo Gotti] 808 Mafia Just touched down at Coachella [?] where you get all that drip? Ay let that beat ride And I’m big Gotti to you n----- too Can I keep it all way G? Put some respect on that [Yo Gotti] I just touched down in Coachella Half a brick, a roll hunnid a gram, none lesser Let’s get these suburban kids on they lever Better yet, these artists, whatever My backyard like a resort Just beat another day in court Palm trees in the skyline Four Rolls Royce’s and they all mine [Yo Gotti] I might paint they b------ misty blue All my n----- trained no talkin’ shoot And all my b------ trained to pull b------ And if you snitchin’ n---- keep your distance My bedroom look like the [?] Freedom in America, I pledge allegiance (On God) My [?] lookin’ like it’s [?] fifth I may buy your girlfriend a gift Double C’s got my closet like it’s Crip walkin’ I silence these n----- if they keep talkin’ My b---- look down like I’m a pimp, you

Yo Gotti – Bounce That Lyrics Throw me up, Ivy Ayy Tay Keith, f--- these n----- up Look B----, I got a pocket full of hundreds, I don’t do cards You know I pull up foreigns, I don’t rent cars A-- lookin’ fake, she been the DR Bounce that s---, now roll with it Bounce that s---, touch your toes with it Shake that s---, girl you’re cold with it Bounce that s---, touch your pole with it Take your time with it Take your time with it Girl, you fine with it Use your mind with it Take your time with it Take your time with it Girl, you fine with it Use your mind with it I ain’t given the b---- one dollar Hit her from the back, make her holler I don’t want the b---- if she model I don’t want the b---- if she don’t swallow Told her everything Gucci but I’m Prada All out on her pay, but I don’t follow (lights) DM the b----, f--- tomorrow (flights) P---- good, she gon’ be a problem (sike) I got the bag and the dough, bih’ She got a tone ring and a glowstick Bounce

Yo Gotti – Big Homie Lyrics These big homie rules I get my lil homie juice Some s--- they can use You get your lil homie 2’s And tell ’em “Go do some s---” that you wouldn’t do You breakin’ big home rules Big homie rules That’s a big home move ‘Cause this what big homies do Never fold, leave by example Never lettin’ nothin’ come between the family That’s a big home movie Big homie move These all big homie rules Big homie rules Rule number 1 Believe in your dreams Always understand there’s more than you, it’s a team Rule number 2 N----- b------ off limits We don’t do that in the family, no distractions while we winnin’ Rule 3 This kinda sensitive to me There’s table full of plates, we make sure everybody eats And communicate your issues, we can agree to disagree But talkin’ family business outside the family, that ain’t G Ain’t no rats in her, so ain’t no leaks All my brothers keep her, f--- these freaks Ayy, rule number 4 Whoever get fronted Despite wha