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Ay, ay, ay
Goyard with that Louis design, yeh (ay)
Top model with a body divine, yeh (ay)
Pop bottles till it's flooding inside, yeh (ay)
My brothers

We had empty pop bottles in the back
There was skinny flag models on the track
Old past memories started flooding back
Remember that crackhead posted

Places we call home forever entwined
Rewrite the velvet lines
With a soft tongue
With no forgiveness
For the heated and implicit discussions
Underneath

Take a pill or two Take a pill or two
We controlling you... or we kill you
Well I guess I better pay the devil his due…
B0des invoke the procedure with

sense when chaos rang hollow
Imagination lack work, prosperity model
Out of mystery, a divine spark
Some are drawn, some are marked
Stark phenomenon,

Coming from the place
Where we don't give a fuck
About how you Feel

Flexin Popping my shit
Flooding my wrist
Shoot at the ops
You know I don't miss
But I

They said that I switched up when I got some different fabrics
Inna trap was fucking model bitches on a mattress
Missing jail calls from my homies

Thank You [Explicit Version]

Busta Rhymes

Thank You

We coming to give them the shivers, watery flows, spilling like rivers
Flooding the street, hoping niggas' swimming is moving gorillas
King Kongs,

When I pull up, it's tsunami
Gotta keep the money flooding yeah, yeah
Yeah we Top Floor, high up in the hills
She want new Chanel, buy her brand new

ass like a model shit
Uno we bring lit to the party
Tell ur shawty to bring all her friends
Play some smoke n dey doing da dance
Play some somke n Dey

from flooding like dike
But they know they I just might yeah I just slip n slide
Ain't nobody catch me slipping thats fact
Feel like empty closet bitch I

look like a model
We poppin tags, she like go shoppin
In love wit the bag, I'm counting guala
Stay flooding my pockets never at the bottom

CC on me rock

Cause it stale and dried up
Like an iced bun
In the sun for five months
Fuck with PhilBlunt you wil lbe flooding them why fronts
Shit your britches pit

When science states emergency
We should come running through the burning trees
Everything around us furnacing
Been trying to tell you earnestly
It's

loving that shit
Poppin bottles turning up in this bitch
In VIP with the models we lit
Peep at the stars in the roof an the beaters we lit

We can take

on the road now we getting rich
Stacking the bows in not the brick
Blowing her back out now she thick
Ghost on the Glock betta throw on the switch
Feel like I'm

Shout out to hector
Just ordered bottles
Back to my sector
Whole bunch of models
Flooding me sector
This business class
This just a lecture
Cut from

your propaganda's on time
On the screen, he smiles back, his beautiful face
The boy with pale skin grins, his audience in place
"How we feeling today?

With some bad bitches not talking no Instagram models
We is the trend
Nigga we always gon win
We never gon lose
Hopped in a drop top coupe
Dodging

a thottie
I'm tryna pop me a bottle could see that we got supreme on the goggles
I'm tryna go get a bag of riches then I go get me a model
Hit up the stu we

caught turn into a singer 
shit getting realer and realer 
the bigger the figures we throw at the strippers 
I was drowning my liver with liquor 
I’m

grind on regular basis
Til I meet my role model eye to eyes mama I made it
I go by O.D.P over dedicated poetry major
Ink going deep flooding never sleep,

& Donald Trump, ironic name is in triumph
But we ain’t seen it yet, tell me where the FEMA check
We’re drowning in the flooding of racism, high on skepticism

It's social media season out here man
You'd think these rappers were IG models the way they actin
They do it all for the clout
They want attention