MAYDAY
Chase B, Sheck Wes, Young Thug
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Yo, Chase B! I'm going dumb in a moshpit (bitch) If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it (yeah) I can't close my eyelids (yeah) Why? 'Cause a young nigga off it (uh) I got the message like a prophet I got the message like a (I got the message like a) I got the message like a prophet (uh) Last year, made a big profit (yeah) Big bands, put it in my wallet (uh) Smoking this gas got me coughing (yessir) You can talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin (bitch, bitch) Yeah (yeah), it's a motherfucking stick up (bitch) Put your hands up or get hit up (uh) I grew up a bad nigga (yeah) Section 8, be in the projects, I was in the parks with the hittas (hittas) Now, I count bands, count figures You don't f*ck with Sheck Wes? Get the finger (bitch) This not a hoe like Mike (yes), this not a hoe like wizard (wizard) My youngin' heart, cold like December (bitch) Streets done turned me to a killer (killer) The car panoramic, all-white Ku Klux Klan I got in her panties, I didn't even plan it The new one is Spanish, I hopped out the coupe Gave a rack to her grannie, I don't do the bogus Ain't tryna expose her, I didn't even tell on you Your house for foreclosure, I didn't even know it I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I thought that you fucked him I owe you for life, and you on with no score I hop off the jet, I hop on a boat I'm smokin' biscotti, it's makin' me choke I have after parties and after parties I'm drinkin' red, I don't want no Bacardi When I get the kids, you look so sorted You look like you have a good time with your buddies I know that you need it, little break and they fussin' When shit gets off, shoot out the lil' bucket with you Need a nanny, I go Randy Savage I gave 'way the Rollie, the AP is 'matic Got Daytonas, Breitlings, got skeletons added The shit don't look average, I like how it setted I'm checking the static, I'm checking the settings This bitch 'round my neck, he might cook in my Patek I'm hungry as f*ck, 'bout to eat out her carrot I got the biggest body inside of the valley I'm next to John Wall I could throw him an alley Rent the plate, boy I'm matchin' and stabbin' I put on some ice, now I'm cool as an addict I know how to fold, they took all my cash in I knew how to fish, I know that I'm rich I pour the eight in a Sierra Mist Ran up some M's, I'm don't need a lick Heard she was gon' go down, I don't see that bitch I'm going dumb in a moshpit (bitch) If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it (yeah) I can't close my eyelids (yeah) Why? 'Cause a young nigga off it (yrah) I got the message like a prophet I got the message like a (I got the message like a) I got the message like a prophet (uh) Last year, made a big profit (yeah) Big bands, put it in my wallet (uh) Smoking this gas got me coughing (yessir) You can talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin (bitch, bitch) Yeah (yeah), it's a motherfucking stick up (bitch) Put your hands up or get hit up (uh) I grew up a bad nigga (yeah)
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