Lyrics:
I've been drinkin' all night long
So long baby, I'm gone
Bloody Mary give me shivers from a shot
Set up the shooters, it's time for a drop
Old Jamaica, runnin' we come
Down at the Hatch Jack, the women and the fun
We drink a lot, that demon drop
This one's on me and here's to you
Whiskey on the rocks
A double or a shot
Whiskey on the rocks
Elixir from the top
Drinkin' Mai Tai, Singapore Sling
Beam me up Jim, it's time to come in
I'll have one more afore ye close up the door
It's on the house Mac, it's whiskey galore
We drink a lot, that demon drop
This one's on me, here's mud in your eye
Whiskey on the rocks
A double or a shot
Whiskey on the rocks
Elixir from the top
I'm drinkin'
Whiskey on the rocks
Pour me a double, here comes trouble on the rocks
Whiskey on the rocks
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo chrome put holes in me, fuck that nigga
If you don't hit me up and I get another chance nigga
That's that ass nigga, and you could trust that nigga
I put it on my first bomb like fifty states
I got fifty rounds to split yo motherfucking grape
I hope you don't think you could get away
Because I ain't gon let you get away
And you can ride this
Load it up pull it back then aim
Bust and release fifty flame in hang
Bullets slang like crack cocaine
Fifty niggas always riding wit Lil Wayne
My rees string up bo's fall halfway
I'm jumpin' out a tree with a camouflage AK
I spots my target and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips
See 'em flip and hm hum
You see how Hot Boys play it now
When we coming for yo issue woodie lay it down
'Cause if you don't you done piss me clean off
Ya history dog believe fifty shots gone set it off
Me, Wayne, Juve, and Turk coming show you through
Four niggas with fifty shots that's two hundred at you
They burn ah ah on da real
They damage fa' flip and turn ah
Face be on a bandana fa'
Niggas scattered like sand
'Cause I got sluggs up in my hand
Fifty marching like a band
Niggas crumble like cans ah ah hold yo horses
I gotta K with fifty choices ah ah chose one
I set it off to bruise one
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Killing you niggas ain't no thang
I'm quick to let that chopper rang
Beef keep frozen but when it melts
I do my thang fifty shots to set it off
Real quick bitch niggas get left
Where they can't be found fuckin' with me
I got some niggas on my side that will ride or die with me
Craig, Ron, Randy a ride or die with me
They will bust a head with me from the scene they fled with me
My fucking rounds when I drawn down they gon draw down with me
I acts wild when I come through no time to watch out
Fifty shots with no doubt, blood gon' rush out
Niggas could run up and get done up if they want
Think I'm gon' hesitate nigga I won't
I tear it down yo whole block
With the chopper chop down your whole spot
You thinkin I'm fake nigga you better not
Fifty shots to set it off, you get flopped off the top
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Welcome to Magnolia norm soldier with bombs
Mama knew I would blow up cause calm for so long
For the present that be the evil, that got me bust'n at people
Fuck if this shit's illegal, I gotta fix up my regal
For the shit that apply me, send apologies but I got fifty niggas
Loyal to die for me, look what the devil done to me
Running the beef under the streets
Na we each gotta knock of da leash
A bunch of empty shells
Walking no talking plot'n for power
Going riding in sour foe heroin, rocks, powder
Tomorrow not promised
I got so much niggas behind us hungry peronas
With intentions of bein' timers
Fuck sitting around for the revolution to jump off
Look I'm bout my issues fifty shots gon' set
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
He looked at the world
Through a magnifying glass
Somewhere buried in his past
Lies a hard, hardy man
He found his love
Without the feeling in his heart
No, he always played the part
There was something more he saw
He's a weary rambler
Waiting for the wind to set him free
A one shot gamble,
He's ready to finally break his losing streak
Go where he wants to be
Wild and free
1200 miles from home
And all the things she's ever known
One day she set out on her own
To give herself a chance worth fighting for
She came to the end of the road
One of two ways she could go
She flipped a coin and heads it's north
Tails, she's going to the coast
She's a weary rambler
Waiting for the wind to set her free
A one shot gamble,
She's ready to finally break his losing streak
Go where she wants to be
Wild and free
Two hearts collide, the stars and all the planets have aligned
There is no way of knowing what's down the line
But everything will be alright
For the weary rambler
Waiting for the wind to set you free
A one shot gamble,
You're ready to finally break his losing streak
Go where you want to be
Wild and free
I'm in love with your God
I'm in love with your fear
By the touch of your hand
I'm far from here
Oh, for sunny days
When life was flat embrace
And might love come what may
Shot to ground, set it off
Like your phoenix, I will fly
From dread dawns to sky
I'm in love with your God, ooh
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
I'm in love with your God
I'm in love with said fear
By the blush of your thorn
I'm lost but near
But oh, for sunny days
Shot to ground, set it off
Like your phoenix, I will fly
From dread dawns to sky
I'm in love with your God, ooh
I'm in love with your God, ooh
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Hunger greets far fleece
So solace, thunder agony
A fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Standing on the corner with the lowdown blues
A great big hole in the bottom of my shoes
Honey let me be your salty dog
Let me be your salty dog
Or I won't be your little man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
Look it here Sal, I know you
Run down stocking and a wore out shoe
Honey let me be your salty dog
Let me be your salty dog
Or I won't be your little man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
Down in the wildwood sitting on a log
Finger on the trigger and an eye on the hog
Honey let me be your salty dog
Let me be your salty dog
Or I won't be your little man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
Well I Pulled the trigger and the gun set go
The shot gun over in Mexico
Honey let me be your salty dog
Let me be your salty dog
Or I won't be your little man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
Salty down now
Let me be your salty dog
Or I won't be your little man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
Let me be your salty dog
Or I won't be your little man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
3, uh
I'm 'bout to shoot that lil' nigga, no layup
I pull up and step back, and I get my J up, yeah
Point blank I shoot at a nigga or shoot at her nigga from far like I'm Trae Young, yeah
Shoot at a nigga, no air-ball, ooh
Shoot at a nigga, no backboard
I break a full court press up at half-court
That's no cap like an afro, ooh
I swing that stick like Wayne Gretzky
I keep a K on me like I'm Coach K, Mike Krzyzewski
Hope you set tripping, then I gotta send shots, get your whole set shot
Quiet on the set bitch, shoot at a nigga, no bank shot
Check the game clock, nigga time is too precious
I shoot at a nigga, no rebound
Shoot the whole team down, rookies and veterans
She give me Facetime, no texting
She give me face through the zipper, bow
Open face, Tunechi got shooters like Golden State
Shoot at a nigga, no dribble, no handle
Shoot at a nigga, no dribble, no travel
Shoot at a nigga, no Euro step
Still have my dribble, ain't move my pivot yet
Aim at his rim and I hit the net
Shoot at the cheerleaders, blood on the pom-poms
Shoot your coach up, shoot the sidelines
Court side seats, get blood on the popcorn
Shoot you like Jordan, like Bron Bron
Shoot at a nigga like Harden from the outside
Nigga can't guard, can't block mine
Shoot at a nigga, going hard from the foul line
He don't wanna call, it's a hotline
Shoot at a nigga, no double dribble
Shoot at a nigga no crossover
Driveway looking like a toy store
I'ma ball, I'ma never turn the ball over
I'ma shoot that lil' nigga, on mula
Pull up with two hundred guns, it's a shootout
Shoot at a nigga, no hooping, no hoopla
Tunechi, lil' nigga, no ceilings, no rooftop
I'm 'bout to spray that nigga, no drizzle
Better get down and lay down lil' nigga, no pillow
I light up a J on a nigga, no Leno
I'm slime everyday on a nigga, no schedule
All these lil' niggas claiming they killas
Just holding up guns, taking pictures in the mirror
Pop me a seal, pour a line and reseal it
Then I laugh at these niggas, don't they look like my children
Giggle, giggle, giggle
She lick it right after I bust, that shit tickle
She swallow a shot glass of nut like tequila
She like to talk when she fuck, I couldn't hear her
She like to walk on my rug, it's chinchilla
She wan' fuck on my rug, I say "bitch that's chinchilla"
She like to masturbate while on her period
Then suck on her finger, I swear she the weirdest
My trigger finger, that's all with my blood
Used to parlay with Blood in the hallway with drugs
Got bitches on drugs in the car waiting for us
Waiting all day to fuck, and then all day we fuckin'
And all night we buckin', all white the cups in it
And that cocaine is soft, all white deluxe
And his head might come off, and you might see his guts
And it might make you barf, and it might make me blush
Run it, run it
I can't keep up 'cause I might be on blow
And it might make me rush, yeah, I might be on slow
'Cause I might be on codeine and promethazine
This ain't minor league bruh, I need ice in my punch
She put ice on my nuts, I be icy as fuck
I be icy, icy, very pricey
I be so lit up they call me Chris Lighty
You could get lit up just for some enlightenment
Fuck the indictments
I fuck the crystal and I fuck the diamond
I fuck some swimmers and I fuck some divers
Never been fishy, but I fuck the Pisces
I fuck the simple and I fuck the silent
I fuck the gentle and I fuck the kindly
I fuck the physical, I fuck the violent
Then I fuck the mental and I fuck the body
I'm 'bout to shoot that lil' nigga, no layup
I pull up and step back, and I get my J up, yeah
Point blank I shoot at a nigga or shoot at her nigga from far like I'm Trae Young, yeah
Shoot at a nigga, no air-ball, ooh
Shoot at a nigga, no backboard
I break a full court press up at half-court
That's no cap like an afro, ooh
Ayo, check this out, this is DJ Khaled
And I wanna give a big shoutout to Lil Wayne, No Ceilings 3
But I want the people to know, part 2 is coming soon
Lil Wayne the greatest, Young Money, pon your head
Hey
See me point that gun at y'all me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way
Me make way
Uh oh no
Him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold
Me so poor
Me come them say hey
See me point that gun at y'all me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way
Me make way
Uh oh no
Him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold
Me so poor
Coca Bitch
Here is something you can't understand
How I can just kill a man
Shame what the mack can do, K's spit faster
I'll make an ass of you, save the theatrics
Watch like a quarter mil, chain like double that
I ain't gotta to talk about the half up in the duffel bag
Stunna my brother, Weezy Wee the syndicate
Hundred Phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're nigga rich
I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me
Look at all the shit I be talking and no one touched me
"Pray and pray for my downfall"
Big said it, so I made it rain till it poured
Speak from the heart, this emotional rap
Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that Crack
A G what the streets done made me
And the only language I speak is "Fuck you pay me" bitch
And when me come them say hey
See me point that gun at y'all me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way
Me make way
Uh oh no
Him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold
Me so poor
Say Pardon
Bad man no take Pardon
Peer gunshot army them make backup
A man no fear no man, man no fear no one
Man a real Islam, man a get down done
A me no hear them talk, me eat in me car
Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war
Me I'm a Babylon gangster, holly grove monster
You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya
Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya
Jump off body and let the mailman mail ya
Me think I'm gon need the almighty one to heal ya
And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killa
And when me come them say hey
See me point that gun at y'all me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way
Me make way
Uh oh no
Him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold (yup Put it in the air nigga)
Me so poor (light your lighters in the air)
This for my dead homies
Yeah
"Gangsta Gangsta" that's what we yelling
Shoot him in his head, let his bitch go and tell them
We in the hood, getting money, we swelling
Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price
Bigger your stripes, you know what we doing tonight
We getting it right, we plan, then hit, then flight
We know the rules nigga, live by none
Get it by none, bitch I'll kill for my son
Yeah Gangsters don't live that long
That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home
And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearning
To walk up in a church and believe the sermon
But instead, I spark up and relieve the burning
Hoping that he understands my reasons for it
No, I ain't evil, I'm equal
And nigga I ain't sweet, motherfucker I'm diesel
And when me come them say hey
See me point that gun at y'all me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way
Me make way
Uh oh no
Him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold
Me so poor
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo chrome put holes in me, fuck that nigga
If you don't hit me up and I get another chance nigga
That's that ass nigga, and you could trust that nigga
I put it on my first bomb like fifty states
I got fifty rounds to split yo motherfucking grape
I hope you don't think you could get away
Because I ain't gon let you get away
And you can ride this
Load it up pull it back then aim
Bust and release fifty flame in hang
Bullets slang like crack cocaine
Fifty niggas always riding wit Lil Wayne
My rees string up bo's fall halfway
I'm jumpin' out a tree with a camouflage AK
I spots my target and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips
See 'em flip and hm hum
You see how Hot Boys play it now
When we coming for yo issue woodie lay it down
'Cause if you don't you done piss me clean off
Ya history dog believe fifty shots gone set it off
Me, Wayne, Juve, and Turk coming show you through
Four niggas with fifty shots that's two hundred at you
They burn ah ah on da real
They damage fa' flip and turn ah
Face be on a bandana fa'
Niggas scattered like sand
'Cause I got sluggs up in my hand
Fifty marching like a band
Niggas crumble like cans ah ah hold yo horses
I gotta K with fifty choices ah ah chose one
I set it off to bruise one
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Killing you niggas ain't no thang
I'm quick to let that chopper rang
Beef keep frozen but when it melts
I do my thang fifty shots to set it off
Real quick bitch niggas get left
Where they can't be found fuckin' with me
I got some niggas on my side that will ride or die with me
Craig, Ron, Randy a ride or die with me
They will bust a head with me from the scene they fled with me
My fucking rounds when I drawn down they gon draw down with me
I acts wild when I come through no time to watch out
Fifty shots with no doubt, blood gon' rush out
Niggas could run up and get done up if they want
Think I'm gon' hesitate nigga I won't
I tear it down yo whole block
With the chopper chop down your whole spot
You thinkin I'm fake nigga you better not
Fifty shots to set it off, you get flopped off the top
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Welcome to Magnolia norm soldier with bombs
Mama knew I would blow up cause calm for so long
For the present that be the evil, that got me bust'n at people
Fuck if this shit's illegal, I gotta fix up my regal
For the shit that apply me, send apologies but I got fifty niggas
Loyal to die for me, look what the devil done to me
Running the beef under the streets
Na we each gotta knock of da leash
A bunch of empty shells
Walking no talking plot'n for power
Going riding in sour foe heroin, rocks, powder
Tomorrow not promised
I got so much niggas behind us hungry peronas
With intentions of bein' timers
Fuck sitting around for the revolution to jump off
Look I'm bout my issues fifty shots gon' set
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Set it off fifty shots gonna set it off
Moonlight won't you follow me down
I need some company
Every guy tells me your no good
That's all right with me
Give me one shot of poison
A little twist is all I need
One drop of your sweet poison
Sets me free
Come on baby, poison me
Got a hunger for a fatal attraction
I'm savin' all my passion for you
I got a heart break habit that I can't kick
Only you can ease the pain
I'm a midnight animal trying to score
Before I go insane
Give me one shot of poison
A little twist is all I need
One drop of your sweet poison
Sets me free
One shot of poison
A little taste of paradise
One drop of your sweet poison
Satisfies
Give me one last kiss before I die
I'm flying high
Oh, I want your love - tonight
Baby, one shot of poison
A little twist is all I need
One drop of your sweet poison
Sets me free
One shot of poison
A little taste of paradise
One drop of your sweet poison
Satisfies
One shot of poison
Come on baby, poison me
One drop of your sweet poison
Sets me free
One shot of poison
put thugs on me
Just pulled up in the club homey
We just put my thugs on it
Home boy gettin his mug on
Hey I wanna get my buzz on
Fuck around I'll put my gloves on
Say no robbin how I eat
B.c 32 that's my street
Brick squad runners 10 million deep
I'm tryin to sell 10 billion keys
Fuck what a bitch boy say to me
AKA I stay with me
Mac 99 not far away my dogs don't even play with me
In my apartment 80 a piece
Stack a piece 80 g's
Old skool dope rider front
Off set shots 73
You say he's a traper pleas
I hang around with a gang of thieves
They prolly charge 200g's then sell your ass a sack of leaves
Gucci mane fuck up the sound
Dead drunk like my uncle
Touch my brother dood n I'll cock and shoot or cut your throat
Gucci mane fuck up the sound
Dead drunk like my uncle
Touch my brother dood n I'll cock and shoot or cut your throat
My cookers made a 50 pack I ran strait threw it
Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot
Got some meny chops and glock no need to keep the door locked
Bitch I'm talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
55 white bricks fronted to me
23 thous 5h unit a piece
357 sit on top of the seats
Plus a air 15 ain't far from my reach
Got a house on flat shore sell nothin but dro
Apartment on the crest ware I get all the blow
Went from pan to perform till 80s show
Now a 26 a shocks sit up unda the rows
A nigga think he playin with me betta play with his nose
Put a hole in his chest bout the size of a mole
I gota j that swing my door and I pay them in dope
I got cookers on my team that snort and I pay them in coke
My cookers made a 50 pack I ran strait threw it
Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house is boomin talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot
Got some meny chops and glock no need to keep the door locked
Bitch I'm talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
There's not no one in the game with more swagger than this
Cause I can score with any hoe with just the flick of my wrist
Diamonds sittin on my finger cost ten bricks of the sniff
For this matchin cardia 20 bags of tha pills
You can talk n say your sick but I ain't goin legit
Tryna think of the newest murder gonna drop him again
Flow harder than running water
Tatted up like Travis Barker
More swag than your baby father
Wrist colder than northan border
Lang gonna get you life in order
Squares don't get no likin on
Have my goons out back and slaughter
Fuck around find you stinkin partner
Thesis diamonds in this bitch look like newvo on my fist
This shits with a twist so I keep a new bitch on my dick
My cookers made a 50 pack I ran strait threw it
Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot
Got some meny chops and glock no need to keep the door locked
Bitch I'm talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
'Cause bad girls are just good girls on vacation
I heard (woo-ooh, yeah)
I heard (woo-ooh, yeah)
I heard (woo-ooh, yeah)
'Cause bad girls are just good girls on vacation
She looks hot tonight
Wear that little red dress out the house tonight
Couple lemon drop shots, set it off tonight
Don't got no plans to stop tonight, no
I heard last night in a conversation
Good girls, they all trying to get to heaven
So I asked, if so, why they misbehaving?
Ain't no get back, bitch
Hold on spin back, I'm tryna hit em and his mans
We got as dumb as them so we just made a trend
This one the next gen
And if I miss them shots, we set shots again
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now oo oo ooo oooo
(But tomorrow there's a different start)
Roll up in your daddy's salary
I guess that's why all these
Fuck niggas mad at me
Instagram gangsters bring out the laugh in me
Allergic to bitch niggas y'all
Acting like allergies yeah
Really man it's understood
That boy no joke, y'all niggas shorted
Last nigga that tried to that tried he
Took him to his own set
Shot in the leg pieces since he wanted to act
Ah, oops I mean hoodlum
Want me for a show, 50k, go ahead book it
All about the Benjamins got 'em
Running like book 'em
If you ever had hoes then
I damn near took 'em
Dope got 'em runnin' now lemme shoot 'em
Grapefruit niggas bruise easy, I prune 'em
All these hoes tools now go
Ahead let me use 'em
In the alley with the S to the A
Now let me lose 'em
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now oo oo ooo oooo
(But tomorrow there's a different start)
In love with my bitches
Go to the club with my bitches
They always rolling up the weed
That's why I fuck with my bitches
I ain't only got one
I got a couple of bitches
And if I don't go to the
Club then I double my bitches
I be in trouble with bitches
I kiss and hug on a bitch
And see I pull up with some bitches
That don't mind fucking some bitches
See I ain't cuffing no hoes
No I ain't stuck with no bitches
You try your luck with these bitches
I'm tryna duck all these bitches
See I only want the money
I ain't want all these bitches
Only ride for my dogs
Problems come with these bitches
Giving long dick to each and
Every one of these bitches not on the low
Do my thing right in front of these bitches
I ain't gon' lie
Sometimes I act funny with bitches
Cause I remember days I ain't
Have none of these bitches
Now a nigga stick and move when
It come to these bitches
I get everything I want, then
I'm done with these bitches, but uh
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now
I love my bitches right now oo oo ooo oooo
(But tomorrow there's a different start)
Uh, uh, only for the moment
Then I'm on to the next one
Wattup Sage!
I wanna know names
Click-clack explain
I can kill you but ain't nothin' gon' change
But I might do it anyway
You gon' die any way
I'm gon' die any way
We can go any day
It can be any day
But for you
Today is the day
Today is the day, yeah
I was playin' Madden then I heard a knock
Everybody know I got shot but this for niggas that forgot
Sometimes I thank God that I got set up
When you shot twice in the chest, it's kinda hard to keep your head up
Suspect one, the homies never came to see me
Suspect two, Red hid my gun behind the TV
Suspect three, I was beefin' with this Crip in my apartment
Shit started 'cause we fought and he couldn't see me
There's usually ten niggas in our dope spot
Cold ass night, I'm like a janitor at Wing Stop
I usually play Xbox with the gun cocked
I'm cool with takin' mine, but I took other niggas' gunshots
Chest wide open, I'm tryna fight, but my lungs not
Hole in my chest 'bout the size of a Kumquat
I know who shot me 'cause I shot them
But who set me up?
Hot shots in hot rods
The time is now
The tempo is fast
Hey big boy
Well hello gorgeous
Va va va voom
What a set of wheels
Welcome to the hot rod zoo
Shift down
Shift down
Shift down
Shift down
Hot rod
Hot rod yeah
Hot rod honey
Don't tell me you've never rode a hot rod
Or maybe you haven't
What a set of wheels
Hot shots in hot rods
Shift down
Shift down
Shift down
Shift down
Shift down
Shift down
Shift down
Hey big boys
Don't tell me you've never rode a hot rod
Or maybe you haven't
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ooh
Hot rod honeymoon
Hot rod honey honeymoon
Hot rod honeymoon
Hot rod honeymoon
A lot of kids today a lot of kids
Look at that boy go
Shift down
Someday somebody gonna have to slow him down
Shift down
Shift down
Don't tell me you've never rode a hot rod
Or maybe you haven't
Hot rod
Hot rod yeah
Frame the scene
As lovers dream
It’s a film
Set the shot
As lovers touch
It’s drama
The movie star knows
The mirror veils reality
Movie star
Sadness in the actor’s eyes
It’s magic
Trembling of the diva’s hand
It’s tragic
The movie star shows
Their image is pure alchemy
Movie star
The movie star knows
The mirror veils reality
Movie star
put thugs on me
Just pulled up in the club homey
We just put my thugs on it
Home boy gettin his mug on
Hey I wanna get my buzz on
Fuck around I'll put my gloves on
Say no robbin how I eat
B.c 32 that's my street
Brick squad runners 10 million deep
I'm tryin to sell 10 billion keys
Fuck what a bitch boy say to me
AKA I stay with me
Mac 99 not far away my dogs don't even play with me
In my apartment 80 a piece
Stack a piece 80 g's
Old skool dope rider front
Off set shots 73
You say he's a traper pleas
I hang around with a gang of thieves
They prolly charge 200g's then sell your ass a sack of leaves
Gucci mane fuck up the sound
Dead drunk like my uncle
Touch my brother dood n I'll cock and shoot or cut your throat
Gucci mane fuck up the sound
Dead drunk like my uncle
Touch my brother dood n I'll cock and shoot or cut your throat
My cookers made a 50 pack I ran strait threw it
Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot
Got some meny chops and glock no need to keep the door locked
Bitch I'm talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
55 white bricks fronted to me
23 thous 5h unit a piece
357 sit on top of the seats
Plus a air 15 ain't far from my reach
Got a house on flat shore sell nothin but dro
Apartment on the crest ware I get all the blow
Went from pan to perform till 80s show
Now a 26 a shocks sit up unda the rows
A nigga think he playin with me betta play with his nose
Put a hole in his chest bout the size of a mole
I gota j that swing my door and I pay them in dope
I got cookers on my team that snort and I pay them in coke
My cookers made a 50 pack I ran strait threw it
Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house is boomin talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot
Got some meny chops and glock no need to keep the door locked
Bitch I'm talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
There's not no one in the game with more swagger than this
Cause I can score with any hoe with just the flick of my wrist
Diamonds sittin on my finger cost ten bricks of the sniff
For this matchin cardia 20 bags of tha pills
You can talk n say your sick but I ain't goin legit
Tryna think of the newest murder gonna drop him again
Flow harder than running water
Tatted up like Travis Barker
More swag than your baby father
Wrist colder than northan border
Lang gonna get you life in order
Squares don't get no likin on
Have my goons out back and slaughter
Fuck around find you stinkin partner
Thesis diamonds in this bitch look like newvo on my fist
This shits with a twist so I keep a new bitch on my dick
My cookers made a 50 pack I ran strait threw it
Got numbers in my blow spot my trap house boomin talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
I'm still in my trap house aka my blow spot
Got some meny chops and glock no need to keep the door locked
Bitch I'm talkin trap talk
Bitch I bet up with me talkin trap talk
Set Geordie free, he never shot nobody at all.
[Chorus]
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I
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Set it off pop you a tesla
Set it off pop you a shot dog
Set it off hol up hol up i'm bout to set it off (hol up hol up)
I said set it off pop me a tesla set it off pop me a shot dog
Set it off hol up hol up i'm finna set it off .
You complain about everything you want
But I think you own everything you need
For you being perfect is everything that counts
But you're sick about trying to be complete
I got a devil in my head
Never let me be
And this devil shot me dead
Set me free
I got a devil in my head
Voices haunting me
And this devil shot me dead
Set me free
You forgot the nature of your kind
By the misery of your fantasies
You will die complete in your gilded cage
With no legacy and alone with your sins
I got a devil in my head
Never let me be
And this devil shot me dead
Set me free
I got a devil in my head
Voices haunting me
And this devil shot me dead
Set me free
Set me free
I hear voices that tell me what to do
I hear voices that tell me what to be
Corrupted mankind
I need to get back
To get rid of me
I got a devil in my head
Never let me be
And this devil shot me dead
Set me free
I got a devil in my head
Voices haunting me
And this devil shot me dead
Set me free
Expect
An if a war well me done set
Violate Reid and you done dead
Rev it
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
And if a war well me done set
Several shot a fire what you expect
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
And if a war well me done set
Several shot a fire what you expect
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
Shot a call
What a gwaan now
Mother hold her head an bawl out
Grease up the matic an march out lord
Empty a clip in a boy mouth
Shot a call
Now you gone now
Know me no walk and talk round
All of our links them all bout dog
Extra clip fi reload when me done
Fe reload when me done
Cause some boy want take me fi fun
brand new Beretta them there so bury down lord
Violate then me put you pan the ground
With the pan drum
An you fi know me no just sing song
Eat up your food like fucking ping pong
You fi dance to the beat of the drum
Shot a call
What a gwaan now
Mother hold her head an bawl out
Grease up the matic an march out lord
Empty a clip in a boy mouth
Shot a call
Now you gone now
Know me no walk and talk round
All of our links them all bout dog
Extra clip fi reload when me done
From me say rev it say rev it rev it me done say
Me dogs them there ready fi function
Go fi them in a him place and we no take trace
You fi know shot fatter than dumpling
Boy just a so we function
Chop him up and left him body inna the dump
An you fi know me no care from you violate
Boy body tun blood cloth junk
Shot a call
What a gwaan now
Mother hold her head an bawl out
Grease up the matic an march out lord
Empty a clip in a boy mouth
Shot a call
Now you gone now
Know me no walk and talk round
All of our links them all bout dog
Extra clip fi reload when me done
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
And if a war well me done set
Several shot a fire what you expect
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
And if a war well me done set
Several shot a fire what you expect
Shot ago pitch out of the keltec
Rev it
She's colder, colder than I can remember
Hope she warms up by September
Must be magic here
Coz she disappears
I can't find her anywhere
So I sent her a message to say “Hey babe,
You Better get ready”
Coz I'm
Coming in hot on a mid-winter night drive out
Calling my cold queen just to get me out of this town
Coz I can't seem to shake the burning you make in me tonight
Keep thinking
Did I play it too cool the cold keeps your heart from warming
I get it cold queen yeah your hearts been broken
But maybe tonight just let me inside
Gimme a shot to set your heart on fire
Icy eyes
Queen in disguise
Like Cleopatra
She's my July and everything after
cll the sleepless nights
Stories in those eyes
cnd every other tale of her lost empires
In the soft rain she'd wait
Take the stairs to her place
Makes me weaker
For the first time in a long time
So get ready I'm
Coming in hot on a mid-winter night drive out
Calling my cold queen just to get me out of this town
Coz I can't seem to shake the burning you make in me tonight
Keep thinking
Did I play it too cool the cold keeps your heart from warming
I get it cold queen yeah your hearts been broken
But maybe tonight just let me inside
Gimme a shot to set your heart on fire
(To set your heart on)
(To set your heart on)
(Gimme a shot to set your heart on fire
Cold queen those eyes
Hold me inside of your empire
Don't let me leave even if its scares ya
That your hearts been losing heat
Has your heart been losing
I'm
Coming in hot on a mid-winter night drive out
Calling my cold queen just to get me out of this town
Coz I can't seem to shake the burning you make in me tonight
Keep thinking
Did I play it too cool the cold keeps your heart from warming
I get it cold queen yeah your hearts been broken
But maybe tonight just let me inside
Gimme a shot to set your heart on fire
(To set your heart on)
(To set your heart on)
(Gimme a shot to set your heart on fire)
Yeah
(To set your heart on)
(To set your heart on)
(Gimme a shot to set your heart on fire)
If I had known that you'd be here
I wouldn't have chose this bar
I wouldn't be three beers deep
Tryin' to nurse a broken heart
I paint a smile on my lips
To hide the hurt inside
But my wrinkled shirt and three-day beard
Don't do much to help the lie
So set me up a shot straight no chaser
Won't be needing that today
Give me anything you've got to make her
Memory go away
Cuz I've tried cigarettes and green
And anything that burns
So set me up a shot and maybe I can
Chase away the hurt
If I had known that you'd be here
I wouldn't have kissed that girl
I wouldn't have played your favorite song
And took her for a whirl
One foot forward at a time
I'll walk away from you
But I find more and more these days
My breath is ninety proof
So set me up a shot straight no chaser
Won't be needing that today
Give me anything you've got to make her
Memory go away
Cuz I've tried cigarettes and green
And anything that burns
So set me up a shot and maybe I can
Chase away the hurt
When she and I get home tonight
I'll love her like it's true
But when we kiss good morning babe
Her lips don't taste like you
So set me up a shot straight no chaser
Won't be needing that today
Give me anything you've got to make her
Memory go away
Cuz I've tried cigarettes and green
And anything that burns
So set me up a shot and maybe I can
Chase away the hurt
Just another shot and maybe I can
Chase away the hurt
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