DJ ESCO – Warzone Lyrics



[Chorus]
I got the Rollie from models in shoebox, I brought ’em back out
I just got through from smashin’ on tour, my booty blank out
I’m on a pill, ridin’ my top off, I got that Mac out
I got a four, that half of white, I’m in a crack house
You ain’t never had a gun, no caper, you don’t know them licks ’bout
Finesse the same nigga three times, then had to take the plug out
I took the same pill three times, I feel like I took off
This my young nigga that grew up in the warzone
[Verse 1]
He tryna take care his own family, they puttin’ a lot on ’em
I’m in Fendi, but my bitch, she from the island
It’s extended because these figures, they been eyein’, yeah, yeah
Before I made it, we will get it in the night, yeah, yeah
They gonna pull up on my best days, got a pocket full of racks
I got Mariam, I got Kida, that’s my fourth and fifth bitch
They been ridin’ with me from the beginnin’ when I started this shit
I been lyin’ to ’em from the beginnin’, and it’s hard for me to quit
[Chorus]
I got the Rollie from models in shoebox, I brought ’em back out
I just got through from smashin’ on tour, my bloody back out
I’m on a pill, ridin’ my top off, I got that Mac out
I got a four, that half of white, I’m in a crack house
You ain’t never had a gun, no caper, you don’t know them licks ’bout
Finesse the same nigga three times, then had to take the plug out
I took the same pill three times, I feel like I took off
This my young nigga that grew up in the warzone
[Verse 2]
My young nigga don’t smoke on swishers, but he got a Swiss acount
They tried to sue the kid on battery, had to switch accounts
We gon’ turn this shit to a murder scene, fuck what they think about it
I clean my jewelry off with the Listerine, I done made it up
I put my [?] and some? at my granny house
We go and start a fire up anywhere like Boyscouts
Someone told me go hard or go home when I caught the Lamborghini truck
That was out , I copped the Maybach
That was out, copped the Rolls Royce
Got a 458 Spider, matte black, inside of the red one
We had to bad migo run and then the feds come
Went through the black Migos money, went platinum, was 21
We turn a money fight in the club, nigga, to a thunderstorm
I done got [?] in the air now, throwin’ under arm
I just did bust out, started cryin’ from all this jewlery on
I still can’t believe that’s me when I turn the TV on
How I’m gon’ give up on me, I came out the murder zone, yeah
[Chorus]
I got the Rollie from models in shoebox, I brought ’em back out
I just got through from smashin’ on tour, my booty blank out
I’m on a pill, ridin’ my top off, I got that Mac out
I got a four, that half of white, I’m in a crack house
You ain’t never had a gun, no caper, you don’t know them licks ’bout
Finesse the same nigga three times, then had to take the plug out
I took the same pill three times, I feel like I took off
This my young nigga that grew up in the warzone
[Outro]
We had to bad migo run and then the feds come
Went through the black Migos money, went platinum, was 21



DJ ESCO – Showed You Lyrics



[Intro: Future]
DJ EscoMoeCity
Yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Ran it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you
[Verse 1: Future]
Pockets stretched out like I got a barrel on me
I’m so Pluto, out of reach, can’t come close to me
YSL, breathing air, boy I bleed with them
Gun smoke in the air
Blow that heat with them
All my life I been a hustler and I showed you
I got 10 whips outside and they showed you
I put a Rover in the pot and took it global
I get a whip [?] out come fully loaded
I got some money, bought medallions
That bitch so bad we call her stallion
Gotta put more zips inside the styrofoam
Fucked up your budget on one stone
You get so rich they try to treat you like a outsider
I ran it up, they try to find a way to criticize it
[?], juug and take it and I forgot about it
I became a legend in the streets there ain’t no spit around me
[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Ran it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you
[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
And all my life I run it up nigga that’s my paper
Get the fuck up out my face before I violate you
All the pretty bitches love me I can not blame ’em
I would love me too but still I can not save ’em
I heard the niggas talking crazy, acting wild gangsta
I got some niggas right beside me that’ll violate ya
I got the .30 on me, tucked, I call that my baby
I only hit her up to bust, but still that’s my baby
And I’m like ooh I ain’t here to talk I came to fuck you
I know you just wanna have fun ooh
Well I got a plug with me, yeah
And I got a thug with me, yeah
And he got a drum on him like, ooh
Nigga wit a hoodie and a gun, ooh
I know you don’t wanna be the one, ooh
Oh it’s a dub for ’em, yeah
Put up a dub in ’em, yeah
Came out the mud on ’em, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Ran it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you
[Verse 3: Dej Loaf]
Mm, let me hide your sulf mm
Know a nigga with a nose ring
Now we’re sitting in the nose bleeds
I showed you and you show me
It’s time to feed my whole team
If you’re starving you don’t know me
Take care of my mother, brother, all my nieces, aunties
To spend your cap, no cap, no Don C
I ain’t the type to call the police
He lick the pussy with the codeine
The only time I let him OD
Die for me
[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Rand it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you



DJ ESCO – Psychedelik Smoke Lyrics



[Intro: Future]
What are those arts? Chiefin’ on some good herb
Esco, 5 up
[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds
[Verse 1: Future]
Roll up then get some papers
Then roll me up some reefer
I’m still [?] my mind
Go fire me up some diesel
I treat it like it’s legal
Get higher than a eagle
I’m layed up in the crib; me and some mamacitas
We live a life of luxury and everything beneath us
They treat us like some criminals and never thought we’d be here
They can’t even compare niggas like me, I’m out in Egypt
My nigga just went up for appeal, he want his freedom
It’s like George Clint’, P-Funk era, we just on syrup
I keep pourin’ activist codeine, my drink is sterile
I’m a rockstar rapper type nigga, I’m just on steroids
I got pretty New York City bitches, I’m like that A-Rod
[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Psychedelic kush, that’s that Louie 13
Got some niggas out in New York, send them 20 pounds a week
I be stayin’ medicated, every day I’m meditated
If I’m movin’ too slow, bitch, that probably mean I’m probably faded
Been aound them drugs, but I just stick to marijuana
Niggas get to actin’ up, we hit ’em wit’ the llama
Had me open up, but all these bitches came for Dolla
Niggas tried to sound like me, but they can’t fuck with Dolla
And you know I’m reppin’ Taylor
Homies twistin’ Backwoods, but you know I fuck with papers
I just came from Jungle Boys, the blessed me with the flavors
I would come to where you at, but, lil’ bitch, I’m too major
[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds



DJ ESCO – No Slow Money Lyrics



[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger, Jeffrey, Hendrixx, Wizard, ah
Dripset, dripset, dripset got the whole lit, wet, lit, wet, ooh
Slime, [?]
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Slurpin’ me up
Monica Lewinsky, ooh
Massacre, massacre (massacre)
Fuck who all in it (brrr)
I fuck with the robbers (I do)
I fuck with the shotters (I fuck with the shotters)
I broke on the red dogs
Took off and didn’t stop
Yo, money stand up through the roof
And point at that shit and say Ghost (Ghost)
I’ma slime ball ’em, I’ma kill ’em and give his momma my condolences (condolences)
Yeah, my drip gone stain like hot sauce (ooh)
No red gangs like narcos (ooh)
No slow money, no turt’ talk (no, no, turt’ talk)
[Verse 1: Future]
I was just sittin’ in the Bentley (yeah)
I got some Monica Lewinsky (I got some Monica)
I’m goin’ crazy in Fendi (I’m goin’ crazy)
I cannot trap in the Hemi (I cannot trap)
I’m stickin’ the wheel like Remmy (I’m stickin’ the wheel)
I got more syrup than Denny’s (I got more syrup)
We hit the [?] with Lenux (we hit the [?])
Cookin’ the dope like a chemist
My brothers, ain’t none but some menace
Ain’t rob me a nigga in a minute
I’m a rock star, John Lennon
Got my doors up, no pretendin’
My Aventador ain’t rented
The big Lambo look extended
Racks on me, I admit it
Gold on me like Olympics
Diamond gold an Atlantic
Hottest nigga in the planet
Uzi on me and a cannon
Swangin’ through, panoramic
Got a call, major damage
Freed my dogs, more Xanax
YSL, hang with gang bangers
Hope them niggas understand me
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Slurpin’ me up
Monica Lewinsky, ooh
Massacre, massacre (massacre)
Fuck who all in it (brrr)
I fuck with the robbers (I do)
I fuck with the shotters (I fuck with the shotters)
I broke on the red dogs
Took off and didn’t stop
Yo, money stand up through the roof
And point at that shit and say Ghost (Ghost)
I’ma slime ball ’em, I’ma kill ’em and give his momma my condolences (condolences)
Yeah, my drip gone stain like hot sauce (ooh)
No red gangs like narcos (ooh)
No slow money, no turt’ talk (no, no, turt’ talk)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Shottas, let that shit hang like a rasta
Play with that bread and we toast you
I’m a big blood like my partner
We do not play with imposters
We don’t talk to ’em, we knock ’em off
And we gon’ kiss all your partners, yeah
We gon’ fuck over your roster, yeah
And I’m still screamin’ free Roscoe, yeah
She suck me up with a waffle, yeah
I beat it up like a boss do, yeah
Uh, don’t take it personal (no, no)
Double R, with the stars and the Wraith
Bentley trunk outside, right now
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Slurpin’ me up
Monica Lewinsky, ooh
Massacre, massacre (massacre)
Fuck who all in it (brrr)
I fuck with the robbers (I do)
I fuck with the shotters (I fuck with the shotters)
I broke on the red dogs
Took off and didn’t stop
Yo, money stand up through the roof
And point at that shit and say Ghost (Ghost)
I’ma slime ball ’em, I’ma kill ’em and give his momma my condolences (condolences)
Yeah, my drip gone stain like hot sauce (ooh)
No red gangs like narcos (ooh)
No slow money, no turt’ talk (no, no, turt’ talk)
[Outro: Future]
DJ Eskimo city



DJ ESCO – Light Show Lyrics



Light show
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! When I step out, light show
My neck, my wrist, it’ll glow
Cartiers up to my elbows
Crushed ice, nigga, night glow
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show
When I step out, neck glow
When I pop out, UFO
Ill rain, melee
Shoot ’em with the Draco, a AK
Light it up! Light show
When I step out, neck glow
When I pop out, UFO
Ill rain, melee
Shoot ’em with the Draco, a AK
Light show
Light show
Light show
Light show
When I step out, light show
My neck, my wrist, it’ll glow
Cartiers up to my elbows
Crushed ice, nigga, night glow Light show, light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show
When I step out, neck glow
When I pop out, UFO
Ill rain, melee
Shoot ’em with the Draco, a AK
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show, light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show, light it up! [Intro: Future]
Tarantino with me
Lights! Light show
Light it up! Light show
When I step out, light glow
Lick, froze, whoa, whoa
Wrist real cocoa
Pinky ring, white show
[Verse 2: Future]
Iced out lookin’ like a lamp, yeah
Ice on my wrist catch cramps, yeah
100 [?] on my neck
100 hitters in my clique
Young nigga pull up wit’ a stick
[?] camera roll, gotta [?]
Got a blizzard sittin’ on my wrist
I’m the wizard, everything lit
I wet the galaxy (yeah!)
That’s a fatality (yeah!)
Ice in my [drink?] (yeah!)
Boostin’ my stamina (yeah!)
Ice my ring (yeah!)
Ice my hoes (yeah!)
Wit’ kilos, (yeah!)
I wipe your nose (yeah!)
1000 karats (yeah!)
Had a bitch starin’ (yeah!)
I just be glarin’ (yeah!)
Are you comparin’? Light show
When I step out, light glow
Lick, froze, whoa, whoa
Wrist real cocoa
Pinky ring, white show
Light it up! Light show, light it up! Light show
Light it up! (yeah!)
Oh, this ain’t McLaren (yeah!)
My hoe and my [?] (yeah!)
I play wit’ them falcons (yeah!)
Like I play for the Falcons (yeah!)
[Chorus: Future]
Light show, light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show, light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show, light it up! Light show
Light it up! When I step out, light show
My neck, my wrist, it’ll glow
Cartiers up to my elbows
Crushed ice, nigga, night glow
Light it up! Light show, light it up! Light show
[Verse 1: Guap Tarantino]
My wrist mean, light show
I’m goin’ green, Geico
A murder scene, might go
Pretty thing, thot hoe
I got big rocks
I’m goin’ big clocks
I fucked up big top
She gave me big top
[?]
Taliban sold that rock
Gucci tag down to my sock
[?] J’s on top
Look like 10 big rocks
I might go fuck on my side hoe
Diamonds on my neck, that light show
Shinin’ in the dark, that night glow
[?]
Let her off the leash, she like to fight hoes
Ain’t no IDs at the night shows
[?]
Fuckin’ on the team with the [?]
[?], right toe
[?]
Real diamonds on me no light zone
[Chorus: Future]
Light show, light it up! When I step out, light show
My neck, my wrist, it’ll glow
Cartiers up to my elbows
Crushed ice, nigga, night glow
Light it up! Light show
Light it up! Light show, light it up! YFBG, nigga
Every time we step out
[Chorus: Future]
Light show, light it up! Light show, light it up! Light show
Light it up!



DJ ESCO – Fuk Faces Lyrics



Yeah, my Prada fanny pack is a pet
Get the bust down Patek like you Barti
I’ma spoil you like a brat, you a Barbie
Hermès on my elbows down to my knees, bitch
Look down at your stilettos, double C’s, bitch
Drivin’ a big B with the wings on your seat, bitch
Wanna be down on my team, can’t be a weak bitch
Gotta tell me all your secrets, can’t be sneaky, bitch
If you tired, drink tequila and get freaky, bitch
We woke up in the sky, G60
‘Fore you tell me a lie, we could fix this
Found too many diamonds to get seasick
Presidentials for my daughters and my nieces
Treated you just like family, that’s how I keep it
I’m a man of my word, meet me at the Four Seasons
Step your passport up, I pledge allegiance
Get your Visa paid for if it’s needed
I can’t see your ex-nigga, ain’t no reason
We all learn and we live and it’s needed
[Chorus]
Wipin’ off your Louie V, bitch
Hermès on your feet, bitch
Dior on your sleeve, bitch
Red wine when you sleep, bitch
[Outro]
Me and lil’ mama, we exchange the fuck faces
Pour the brown liquor up, made me go brazy Got Stella McCartney, down your back
Grey Poupon, thanks to the connect
Canary stones all on your neck
Tough man ’til morning, give me respect
Bendin’ it over, girl, I’m obsessed
Keepin’ me focused, I’m impressed
[Chorus: Future]
Wipin’ off your Louie V, bitch
Hermès on your feet, bitch
Dior on your sleeve, bitch
Red wine when you sleep, bitch
Wipin’ off your Louie V, bitch
Hermès on your feet, bitch
Dior on your sleeve, bitch
Red wine when you sleep
[Verse 2: Future]
I’m a motherfuckin’ king, what you expect? [Intro: Future]
Me and lil’ mama, we exchange the fuck faces
Pour the brown liquor up, made me go brazy
Coolin’ you down, you makin’ me win
[Bridge: Future]
Me and lil’ mama, we exchange the fuck faces
Pour the brown liquor up, made me go brazy
Jump in the Benz, turnin’ all 10
Coolin’ you down, you makin’ me win
Took her to Chanel, she lost her mind, went crazy
Introduced her to the real diamonds, no fugazy
[Verse 1: Future]
Chrome heart, clip, frame, that’s when you know you made it
Only way you drive it, if it’s turbo, baby
I get NBA money, KD
I can go 100 rounds, nigga, don’t play me
Designer all the way down, bitch, slay me
Automatic drip, AK me
Baddy, baddy, better than Janet Jackson
Feed ya racks, what ya expect?



DJ ESCO – Chek Lyrics



You can keep the receipt
I can dap up Curry sittin’ in my seat, yeah
I give her allowance three times a week, yeah
I’m out your league, yeah
[Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now? I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
[Verse 1]
I put a pool on top of the penthouse
You can see me now
I’m still high from the day before
‘Bout to re-up now
Nigga was broke some years ago
Fuck around, lose a cap
Had this lil bitch on a PJ
And she chewed me out
I was always in some shit
Nigga, look at me now
These bitches will have me lookin’ bad
Tryna air me out
Then I gave that bitch some cash
Over a fair amount
Ain’t gon’ never trust a bitch
Who can’t close they mouth
[Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now? I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
I just fucked up me a check
[Verse 2]
They keep talkin’ ’bout, talkin’ ’bout racks
‘Bout to pop one now
Most of these niggas all whack
They ’bout to get knocked off now
I done went way past the quota
Shit, I lost account, yeah
Pulled up, turbo on a motor
It was unannounced
Make the Forbes’ once again
The talk of the town
I got Snow White on the seat
Shit, I’m droppin’ it down
I put good dope on this beat
I’m ’bout to take some now
They keep talkin’ ’bout, talkin’ ’bout jewelry
‘Bout to buy some now
[Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now? They keep talkin’, talkin’ ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin’ now? I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
I just fucked up me a check They keep talkin’, talkin’ ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin’ now? They keep talkin’, talkin’ ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin’ now? They keep talkin’, talkin’ ’bout drugs
‘Bout to pop one now
I just cashed out on two-door Maybach
Who talkin’ now? I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
Bitch, I’m ballin’ out
I just fucked up me a check
I just fucked up me a check
[Verse 3]
Get, get your money, get your weight up
Just like a shark, dog get ate up
I been told, another demeanor
I been frozen, another demeanor
Got more lights than a arena
Hit ’em on sight for the subpoena
Pull, pull up [?]
What’s the total? [Intro]
Pluto
If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
[Chorus]
I get to these racks consistently
Who gon’ stop me now?



DJ ESCO – Bring It Out Lyrics



[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out
[Post-Chorus: Future]
If you ain’t spraying for the gang then we puttin’ you out
I got my jammers inside my shirt, don’t make me bring one out
I got that thing, exotic car, don’t make me bring it out
I put ’em burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah
[Verse 1: O.T. Genesis]
Whip that soda, ice like polar
Double on motor on the motorola
Got your main thing, took her to boa
Took her to the crib, made her do yoga
I got bitches I know that you ain’t seen yet
Got the 4488 you ain’t see yet
These rappers gonna make me pull out my tennis chain
I’m back and forth with my bitches like a tennis game
I’m killin’ niggas GYG, I put ’em in the hearse
My bitch killin’ you hoes, you know she had it first
I got ’em guns I do the most, yeah I love to roast
I could’ve got the wraith, but it can’t fit my hoes
I came up way up out the mud and turned up like a key
I hit the club and valet tell me I can keep my key
I’ll shoot it out with all these niggas I don’t give a fuck
I got a hundred niggas with me, I don’t give a fuck
[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out
[Verse 2: O.T. Genesis]
Big face rollie, still rock
Air 15, leave a nigga hold up
Got a lotta cash, still move fast
Dope in the pot, spoon in the trash
I’m addicted to the pace, I’m a trap nigga
Why you talk behind my back you should act nigga
Make the money come back like a lap nigga
Treat you like you did good cause I clap niggas
I got shooters on deck and its real fun
Put your fingers in the air, get a real gun
Heard you got a bitch nigga, get a real one
Couple days in a month I hit a million
I done had too much to drink I done fell on her
Had a threesome with my bitch, put Chanel on her
I’m still married to the game, got my ring, yeah
Long clip beat hit his bitch, we can bang out
[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out
[Post-Chorus: Future]
If you ain’t spraying for the gang then we puttin’ you out
I got my jammers inside my shirt, don’t make me bring one out
I got that thing, exotic car, don’t make me bring it out
I put ’em burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah



Sam Smith – Pray Remix lyrics



I know I ain’t perfect, but you should respect me
They don’t want me happy
They don’t want to let me live
[Verse 2: Sam Smith]
I’m young and I’m foolish, I made bad decisions
I block out the news, turn my back on religion
Don’t have no degree, I’m somewhat naïve
I’ve made it this far on my own
But lately, that sh*t ain’t been gettin’ me higher
I lift up my head and the world is on fire
There’s dread in my heart and fear in my bones
And I just don’t know what to say
[Chorus: Sam Smith]
Maybe I’ll pray, pray
Maybe I’ll pray
I have never believed in you, no
But I’m gonna pray
[Verse 3: Logic]
I am me
I’m a man, I’m a sinner
But understand, aren’t we all? or will God protect me? Let’s talk about freedom
Everyone prays in the end
Everyone prays in the end
Oh, won’t you call me? So when it comes to passin’ judgements I don’t think that you’re the one to make the call
Heaven want to cast me out for being me, I know there’s others like me that’ll break the fall
I know you hater motherf*ckers just can’t relate at all
If I’m the first one to the line that’s fine, I’ll take it all
Well Logic, He gon’ let ’em know
I ain’t perfect, but I’m worth it
I’m alive, I deserve it
I been praying, I ain’t playin’
I don’t think you hear the words that I’m sayin’
I don’t think you know the weight on my shoulders
That gets heavier as I get older
Callin’ anybody, callin’ anybody
“Can you hear me?”
I pray that you hear me
I pray that you hear me
[Chorus: Sam Smith]
Maybe I’ll pray (Lord), pray (Lord), maybe I’ll pray
I’ve never believed in you, no, but I’m gonna…
[Bridge: Sam Smith]
Won’t you call me? Can we have a one-on-one, please? Let’s talk about freedom
Everyone prays in the end
Everyone prays in the end
[Outro: Sam Smith]
Oh, I’m gonna pray, I’m gonna pray, I’m gonna pray
Pray for a glimmer of hope
Maybe I’ll pray, pray, maybe I’ll pray
I’ve never believed in you, no, but I’m gonna pray [Verse 1: Logic]
They never knew my struggle
Rose above the rubble
Rather live inside they bubble then go through the trouble of havin’ they double double vision correct it
They just neglect it and–
I been thinking lately
Will the Devil take me? Can we have a one-on-one, please?



Lauv – Chasing Fire lyrics



[Verse 1]
I wanna hate you ’cause I still love you
And it’s weighing on my chest
We keep our bodies tied together
To ignore what’s coming next
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I was driving you home in the middle of the night
But I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye
I was driving you home in the middle of the night
And there’s no good way, yeah there’s no good way
[Chorus]
I’m chasing fire when I’m running after you, you
You got that something that I never wanna lose, lose, yeah
It’s like dancing when the song’s already over
Moving without getting any closer, oh
I’m chasing fire when I’m running after you
[Verse 2]
I wanna feel you, really feel you
Not just hold you close at night
We keep our bodies tied together
To ignore what’s on our minds
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I was driving you home in the middle of the night
But I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye
I was driving you home in the middle of the night
And there’s no good way, yeah there’s no good way
[Chorus]
I’m chasing fire when I’m running after you, you
You got that something that I never wanna lose, lose, yeah
It’s like dancing when the song’s already over
Moving without getting any closer, oh
I’m chasing fire when I’m running after you
[Post-Chorus]
Keep chasing fire
No other way, no other way
Keep chasing fire
No other way, no other way
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I was driving you home in the middle of the night
But I couldn’t bring myself to say goodbye
I was driving you home
Even if I go, even if I stay
[Chorus]
I’m chasing fire when I’m running after you, you
You got that something that I never wanna lose, lose, yeah
It’s like dancing when the song’s already over
Moving without getting any closer, oh
I’m chasing fire when I’m running after you
[Post-Chorus]
Keep chasing fire
No other way, no other way
Keep chasing fire
No other way, no other way



Kimbra – Like They Do On TV lyrics



[Verse 1]
Find a place that keeps you safe
Get down town with the light of day
Ain’t nobody you can blame
I’ve been looking far and wide
Running from the fear inside
Just close your eyes and drive
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Cause we are stronger now than our bothers
Get your head I’m calling out, I [?]
Faint light flickering in the distance
New world thickening
[Chorus]
And we will find our way [?]
Just like they do on the TV
Baby, we’ll go [?]
It’s incredible
Just like they do on the TV
[Verse 2]
I’m older now but I feel my time start to begin
Out on the road they all advertise it, I’m not buying it
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Cause we are stronger now than our fathers
Catch your head from falling out, I’m dead
I’m not waking up if I’m dreaming
Swear I was [?]
[Chorus]
And we will find our way [?]
Just like they do on the TV
Baby, we’ll go [?]
It’s incredible
Just like they do on the TV
And we will find our way [?]
Just like they do on the TV
Baby, we’ll go [?]
It’s incredible
Just like they do on the TV
[Bridge]
Find a place that keeps your safe
Get down town with the light of day
Ain’t nobody you can blame
I’ve been looking far and wide
Running from the fear inside
Just close your eyes and drive
[Outro]
Just like they do on the TV
Just like they do on the TV
Just like they do on the TV
Just like they do on the TV
Just like they do on the TV
Just like they do on the TV



X Ambassadors – Don’t Stay lyrics



[Verse 1]
Lately I’ve been thinking
You’ve seen the worst and you’ve seen it in me
I gave you every reason
Every reason to get up and leave
[Pre-Chorus]
I know that there’s times
That you get so tired
And you know I want you to stay
[Chorus]
But don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me
If you got to leave
Do what you need
But don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me
[Verse 2]
Baby, I’ve been thinking
That you’ve been hurt and it’s because of me
Oh woah, oh woah
Baby, my ship is sinking
So don’t go overboard trying to save me
[Pre-Chorus]
I know that there’s times
That you get so tired
And you know I want you to stay
[Chorus]
But don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me
If you got to leave
Do what you need
But don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me
[Bridge]
Oh woah, oh woah
Oh woah, oh woah
Oh woah, oh woah (don’t stay for me)
Oh woah, oh woah (don’t stay for me)
Oh woah, oh woah
[Outro]
Don’t stay for me (don’t you stay)
Don’t stay for me
If you got to leave (if you got to leave)
Do what you need (do what you need)
Don’t stay for me (don’t stay, yeah)
Don’t stay for me (don’t you stay)
Don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me (don’t you stay)
Don’t stay for me
Don’t stay for me



Ty Dolla Sign – Pineapple lyrics



[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Yellow diamond ring on my fist like a pineapple
Shaped like a coke bottle, so I threw a dime on it
Shine on her, grind on her, I might wine and dine her
Buy the bitch designer, I’m major, they minor
Ty Dolla $ign, Beach House to the trap house
She might need a chiropractor, Imma beat her back out
Coupe, yellow watch, yellow riding round with Cinderella
Big booty thick, bezzel, Miss Lady, got her sh*t together
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Shorty seen my wrist, said it look like pineapple
Shorty super thick, bet she taste like pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Shorty seen my wrist, said it look like pineapple
Shorty super thick, bet she taste like pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Pineapple rover, pineapple soda
Got a thick yellow bitch, pineapple on low
Might drive a ‘rari, yeah, I’m coming over
Might pick you up, then bend you over
Jump out the car (skrt), shop ’til you drop
I play guitar, yeah, Dolla rock
I know you got some good n*gger, from how you walk
I’mma just hit it right now, yeah, in the parking lot
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Shorty seen my wrist, said it look like pineapple
Shorty super thick, bet she taste like pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Shorty seen my wrist, said it look like pineapple
Shorty super thick, bet she taste like pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
[Verse 3: Quavo]
(Quavo)
Pineapple sweet
Pineapple sweet, we geeked
Fuckin’ up racks, wanna put Chanel on her feet
Pineapple coupe with the engine (skrrt skrrt)
Pineapple souped with the Hemi
Pineapple seats, dark tinted
Pineapple roof, roof, roof (roof)
The Patek was flooded
The double cup muddy
All of a sudden
Ya’ll nigga ballin and stuntin (yeah)
That what she wanted, (oh yeah) that what she wanted (yeah)
Ain’t no opponents, ball player like the Hornets
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Shorty seen my wrist, said it look like pineapple
Shorty super thick, bet she taste like pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Shorty seen my wrist, said it look like pineapple
Shorty super thick, bet she taste like pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, pineapple It’s Gucci! [Intro]
Cash Money AP
Hitmaka!



The Weeknd – Privilege lyrics



[Verse]
Enjoy your privileged life
‘Cause I’m not gonna hold you through the night
We said our last goodbyes
So, let’s just try to end it with a smile
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don’t wanna hear that you are suffering
You are suffering no more
‘Cause I held you down when you were suffering
You were suffering
[Chorus]
Blues away, way, way
I got two red pills to take the blues away
Blues away, way, way
I got two red pills to take the blues away
[Bridge]
And I’ma f*ck the pain away, and I know I’ll be okay
They said our love is just a game, I don’t care what they say
But I’ma drink the pain away, I’ll be back to my old ways
And I got two red pills to take the blues away, oh
[Outro]
I don’t wanna hear that no more, no more
No more, no more
I don’t wanna hear that no more



Charlotte Lawrence – Psychopath lyrics



[Verse 1: Sasha Sloan & Charlotte Lawrence]
Bet you’re on the couch getting wasted
Wishing I was there getting naked
Keep it in me, you’re tryna save this
‘Cause I know you get emotional when you’re faded
[Pre-Chorus: Nina Nesbitt, Charlotte Lawrence & Sasha Sloan]
So you’re gonna lie to me, f*ck you (f*ck you)
Try to fake cry to me, that’s cool (that’s cool)
Said that you would ride with me, guess not
So you can keep on calling, but I ain’t gonna respond
[Chorus: All]
‘Cause I don’t need your love, I don’t need your cash
I don’t want your stupid sh*t, you can have it back
You keep saying that I’m crazy not to take you back
But if that makes me crazy, you’re a psychopath
[Verse 2: Nina Nesbitt, Charlotte Lawrence & Sasha Sloan]
I bet you’re missing me, I’m hoping it hurts
I’m making fires out of all your t-shirts
And I let all the other boys take off your sweatshirt
The one you gave to me when we still worked
[Pre-Chorus: Nina Nesbitt, Charlotte Lawrence & Sasha Sloan]
So you’re gonna lie to me, f*ck you (f*ck you)
Try to fake cry to me, that’s cool (that’s cool)
Said that you would ride with me, guess not
So you can keep on calling, but I ain’t gonna respond
[Chorus: All]
‘Cause I don’t need your love, I don’t need your cash
I don’t want your stupid sh*t, you can have it back
You keep saying that I’m crazy not to take you back
But if that makes me crazy, you’re a psychopath
But if that makes me crazy, you’re a psychopath
[Bridge: All]
Didn’t need you then, don’t need you now
Bet you’re missing me now that you’re missing out
Didn’t need you then, don’t need you now
Bet you’re missing me now that you’re missing out
[Chorus: All]
I don’t need your love, I don’t need your cash
I don’t want your stupid sh*t, you can have it back
You keep saying that I’m crazy not to take you back
But if that makes me crazy, you’re a psychopath
But if that makes me crazy, you’re a psychopath