‘Cause  far as you concerned, you is a new bitch
Them all, fuck them all, them niggas, they too rich
Old dick don’t count, if these titties don’t bounce
Ex niggas say they hit, tryna run up your account
Big dump on it now… Summer they were down
But they better act like they know who the fuck you now
This a new bitch
Gotta party table at the Ruth Chris
All bad bitches take a group pick
Had to step back ’cause she too thick
You used to twerk to every-every song
Saved up to buy an ass of your very-very own
FaceTime, body look like Dom Pérignon
Don’t pay me no attention, go on, carry on
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t wait to see your new body
Don’t be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh, whoa
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
You ain’t fuck me, you fucked the old body
You ain’t fuck Nicki, you fucked Nicole body
Ain’t no miles on this here new body
Off with they heads, these bitches is nobodies
Got-Got me a new body, now I need some new dick
Don’t let the woood, tryna stick me like a toothpick
Got me a new body, now I need some new dick
I bust shots, don’t duck, unless the shoe fit
Cookie game make me the G.O.A.T
Cookie game come with the throat
Puff puff pass, no you do not want the smoke
Bi-bi-bitches be sleepin’ on me, but be claimin’ they woke
Fuck up a check on my body
Then let him lick on my body, out in Abu Dhabi
You see me shinin’, you pissed
I-I-I think my haters just really be wantin’ a kiss
They know I’ll body you, sis (body, body)
Old nigga hit me and I say, “new body, who this?”
(Old nigga hit me and I say, “new body, who this?”)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t wait to see your new body
Don’t be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh, whoa
[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
New body, you been workin’ hard
I’ve been on your IG page, lurkin’ hard
New boobie job, now they perfect
Six weeks off, it was worth it
Baby got that nip tuck, let me titty fuck
Hit her from the back, get my dick sucked
Put me on the scoreboard, make a new one
He said he hit before, not since you got your boobs done
You working on your abs, huh, you got your ass done
You better show it off, you better work it
Why they body shamin’, baby? Play this song
[Intro]
Oh my God, Ronny! Nobody,  ever, ever gave you shit
Nobody flew to Columbia like you did
Tryin’ the new ass out with the new drip
Only thing to ask, who first to hit? [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t  wait to see your new body
Don’t  be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh,  whoa
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
New  ass, new tits, new bitch, who this? Who else you know this bad, with two kids? I commend it
Doctor Ghavami, I recommend it
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t wait to see your new body
Don’t be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh, woah

Hand me the Fronto leaf
Hey, damn bro, I don’t think we got no more
Aight, let’s go to the store
Aight nigga, shit, but we driving yo’ shit
You driving? [Interlude: T.I.]
Young nigga, you don’t know nothing ’bout no bitches
Listen
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Now as we smoke and ride and reminisce
I’m thinking back to a time when I was young and dumb with single nigga privileges
I had a chick, her name was Loraine, did anything for me
On the day she get her hair done, walk in the rain for me
Pick Sharika up and stole the car, she wasn’t ashamed of me
Trapping hard, slept on the floor, and never complained to me
My baby went into stores and did her thang for me
Even ran from police and got it back on the train for me
Lame to me, half of these bitches, laugh at these bitches
‘Til the point you go on IG and you can rap for these bitches
Not to say I wouldn’t tackle these bitches, given the chance
If it happened, it was destiny, shit was out of my hands
I’m saying…
[Outro: T.I.]
Man…
They say karma is constant
That means it’s just… it’s a consistent cycle of…
Good and bad
Coming and going from every source of… life…
Existing on Earth, so…
If I fucked a bitch real good back in the day
You know what I’m saying? Play this song
[Intro: JID]
I always wanted to do one of these type shits
[Verse 1: JID]
Uh, I had a yellow girl, called her, “Dandelion”
She be panty-less, so no panty lines
She’s from Campbellton, north of county line
Steady hands, never let her count the bands, though
She fucked me, tryna pluck a couples bucks like a banjo
Had a girl that was a artist, she could draw, her name Tracy
She always outta line, making Mona Lisa faces
And we argue all the time, but we fuck like we crazy
She said her favorite thing is face painting
I used to have this white shorty, always hanging with the black folk
She used to bump Black Thought, I saw her using black soap
That’s a wack thought, ain’t wanna kick her to the curb
Until she asked me, can she say the N word? I’m talking like real good and like made her feel, you know
Like the woman that it made her into the woman that she is right now, then I’d expect somebody should be coming to fuck me real good any day now
I mean it’s karma, right? Hey, can I say “nigga” around you? Shit Some nerve
I knew a girl from Jersey who use to love Donny Hathaway
And she was from Piscataway
Her brother pulled a gun on me, she told him “Put the gat away”
I was tapping that ass, I’ll never forget the Saturday
But it don’t even matter like D’Angelo and Laur’ Hill
I had a country girl from Alabama down in Mobile
At that time, she had mo’ bills than me
And she, her, had no time to chill with me
I still miss her, I wonder where could she be?

Play this song
[Intro]
Bizness Boi
[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good
[Verse 1]
Now you all over the place
Sexy, yeah, I see your face
You just the nigga these days
My brother showed me your wave
Seen you on the TV, heard that Billboard took your chartin’ place
Heard your snippets on IG, man, tell me what’s the droppin’ dates
My big sister love you nigga, you the G.O.A.T., my uncle say
New pack just came in, my nigga, this that cookie funnel cake
[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Verse 2]
Oh, you just that nigga, now, can’t pick up, cool, then let me know
You ain’t got no talent, nigga, more up in my pinky toe
I just thought that we could kick it, why not let me know? You’ll fall off, I’ll give it, oh
Two months, give or take a whole
[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good

Play this song
[Intro]
[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Hey, feelin’ like a brand new me
And the entourage where the latest be
And the sun don’t shine where the gangstas be
And we Russian roulette to a game of three
Pop one, pop two, pop three, pop four
And the sun don’t shine ’round the year no more
And the girls say yeah, ain’t no ‘no’ no more
And we richer than the rich, we ain’t poor no more
[Pre-Chorus: GoldLink]
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy
[Chorus: Maleek Berry]
Oh, na, na-na
Keep it on the low, na, na-na
If you know, then you know, na, na-na
‘Cause you can’t catch me no more on the cellular, ayy
No more on the cellular, ayy
[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Yeah, hurt me, baby, put it on me like blam
One leg up, made that booty go wham
Smoke so much you done lost a pound
But I ain’t even trippin’, ass still hittin’
Body on go, IG, go
Snatch their wig, possess their soul
A man on road, squad on go
Your neck on green, my neck on froze
[Pre-Chorus: GoldLink]
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy
[Chorus: Maleek Berry]
Oh, na, na-na
Keep it on the low, na, na-na
If you know, then you know, na, na-na
‘Cause you can’t catch me no more on the cellular, ayy
No more on the cellular, ayy
[Post-Chorus: Maleek Berry]
Oh, say yeah-yeah, say yeah-yeah
Oh, we gon’ be lowkey, say yeah-yeah
Oh, if you love me, say yeah-yeah
Oh, lowkey, yeah-yeah
[Bridge: Bibi Bourelly]
[?]
[Outro: Maleek Berry & Bibi Bourelly]
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah-yeah, yeah

I am just a baby
[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here
[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby
[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Tryna get the tour bus with the studio
It ain’t no buts, just bootyholes (uh)
Can’t be out here looking like dookie
When you’re tryna start a movement and come up on a movie role
Everything’s polished
I ain’t go to college, I was at the conference
Chopping with the DJs, tryna give my single on replay
And shit up on the game like colonics (colonics)
Hold the phone, take a flick with a fan for me (click)
Hit the strips with a brick of the dance money (strip)
I’m tired, let’s switch with the van for me
When I make it by, you’ll print the advance money
[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uhh, pen to the pad, metaphors on fleek
Took the words that I heard and I put em’ to the beat
Press up my tape then I put it in the street
Upload my thousands without my link
I’ma be upcoming just to see what they think
I’ma shoot me a video and put it on the ‘tube
I’ma spam IG to get up my views
And DM my favorite artist, say, “I’m gonna be huge”
Book me a show that the blogs gonna cover
And they all gon’ love it
The crowd gon’ turn up, is anybody out there? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? [Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby
[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here
[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
Hold up, light man, turn the lights on
Came a long way from when I was holding the mic wrong
Something for the hood and a whole lot of white songs
Like I evolved to a whole ‘nother life form
I’m just tryna make it happen, don’t attack that please
Can’t find a job, you can rap at least
Cause that’s what I did, I was at that leg
Right out of high school, tryna stack that cheese
You was tryna do what? I am just a baby
[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Tryna stack that cheese
You wanna flip burgers, wanna stack that cheese
Make American singles, wanna stack that cheese
Make everybody smile, tryna stack that cheese
Tryna do it for a while, tryna stack that cheese
Talking frequent flyer miles how I stack that cheese
Tryna bundle up the money, tryna stack that cheese
Aye Stack, can we stack that please? Turn up the mic, we can’t hear you out here
[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me?

[Verse 3]
I believe that love is complicated at best
And at it’s worst it’s a permanent burning in your chest
I pray to earn that from somebody someday
But, somehow someway, I no longer have a heart to invest
It’s miles away, the smiles is fake and my job ain’t real
Why would you think I’ll find a woman who is? I mean I’m damaged goods
I mean, I’m rather good at being just kind of good to women who deserve more from me
But, I see you as something more than a purring kitty
You hate my state of mind, somehow you think the world of me
[Outro]
It’s complicated
It’s complicated
It’s complicated
It’s complicated
Just be honest shawty
I got bitches you got niggas don’t be modest shawty
Don’t care about your IG pictures I don’t follow anyway
‘Cause if I really like you I won’t… fuck it
Block all them bitches, ’cause it’s complicated I’m high today, tomorrow I’m chill ’cause my job get real
What mature woman would put up with my shit? [Verse 1: Dave East]
Let’s be honest, shorty
I got bitches, you got niggas, don’t be modest, shorty
Complicated but simple, I don’t know how to call it
I be smoking you be drinkin’, we both tired of fallin’ in lust
I can’t find nobody, I can zone out and can talk to
I don’t want no wifey, don’t get mad if I don’t call you
Get you Chanel shit, from what they gave me at this walk through
I can tell you ain’t had nobody to give your all to
Understand I’m street as fuck, might get you a beamer truck
I was taught just throw some bread, every time I seen a duck
Grippin’ and I keep it tucked, she felt it while she huggin’ me
Am I happy to see you, nah, this shit help me move comfortably
Sit you down in front of me, massage you like I love your soul
You sleep all up under me, I treat you like the one I chose
It’s complicated, your momma hate it, I get inside, you say I’m amazin’
Fresh out the shower, I probably taste it, no conversation
What is love when you lustin’, afraid of trust and you either fuckin’ or fussin’
I never happen to rush it, that make ’em come fuck the function up
That’s why I got no connections, just chicks that wanna fuck
Then argue, I don’t love enough, make sure I pick some rubbers up
Kyrie don’t need no sisters, probably only make women
My past chicks is forbidden, from livin’ this life with me
You might of came to studios but you ain’t write for me
You only watch me pour my lean, ain’t sip no Sprite with me
She got ass, look at her face, my niggas’ hypin’ me
Still can’t take this ride with me, I think about you, while I’m fuckin’ her
It’s complicated, I’m tellin’ on myself, won’t say another word
[Verse 2: Wale]
It’s complicated to find a lady in my generation
That’s not preoccupied with social clout
We almost fazing out from the high we get from love and conversation
To go on IG galavanting for likes and shit, oh, it’s complicated
I’m tryna say I need loyalty like Clyde Barrow was tryna get
When Bonnie was shot up riding shotgun with him
My problems are justified but, I gotta admit
I got someone who loves me so effortless
But, I’m so messed up from another chick I feel like such a bitch ass nigga
That my exes got the power with no effort to decline the next shawty I get
So, I’m guarded and shit
But, never mind that ’cause you’re a goddess and shit
What I’m tryna say is I like you but it’s complicated
Foundation on all my pillows, still your tender face is flawless when the sky kiss you
Should I bury you in compliments or buy gifts or
Just let you tell me bye and for that time I’ll miss you
My life is fairly complicated
You show too much of your heart I promise they confiscate it
I am young, black, and accomplished baby but
I’m not the type to bring home to mama, I’m just crazy
‘Cause I’m broad crazy, monogamy’s kind of hard for me
When I start throwing them curves that’s when they caught feelings
I got famous at a young age, I’m spoiled
I get paid, don’t go out so the club scene I’m bored of
I don’t believe in unicorns nor pure love, but more so the latter, seen Porzingis from courtside
I got missed calls from porn stars and church girls
You’d be surprised who get the wildest and squirt more
[Bridge]
Let’s be honest shawty
I got bitches you got niggas don’t be modest shawty
Don’t care about your IG pictures I don’t follow anyway
‘Cause, if I really like you I don’t like your pictures, dig it?

All of these diamonds on me, they say I ain’t playin’ fair (damn)
Pull up at the mansion, I got cameras everywhere (uh)
Dobermans in the backyard like the president (uh)
Fifty bitches on my dick, call me Dolph the pimp (hey)
Don’t give a fuck, ain’t a rich nigga, you a shrimp (lil boy)
Court side with my lil son watchin’ LeBron and them, hah
P’s of cannabis, my nigga I sold tons of them, hah
Drop a bag on his head, each and every one of them, hah
And these bitches (what?), nah, we don’t love none of them (nah)
The police get behind this Rari, I’ma run from them (skrrt)
You know that they smokin’ weed and they got guns in there (yeah yeah)
Got a bad bitch waitin’ on me with no underwear (yeah yeah)
Black skirt, not a lick of panties under there (uh-huh)
Gangster from the start, my heart ain’t got no love in there (uh-huh)
They always on my IG just to see what I wear
Got somebody’s bitch bent over, from the back and pullin’ hair (huh)
Fuck it, I don’t care (fuck it)
Count better than I spell (fuck it)
It smoke how it smell (fuck it)
Fuck ’em, send some shells (fuck ’em)
I just bought a P to smoke and I ain’t got shit for sale (nah)
I know you can tell (what?), I’m a fuckin’ player (player)
[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player
[Verse 2]
Look how that shit hit (shine), Michael Jackson dancin’ (dance)
White bitch told me she wanna go fuck to Marilyn Manson (hol’ up)
My hood bitch said she wanna fuck me good then make a sandwich (okay)
I turned it to a traphouse but at first it was abandoned (trap)
The game been good to me (yeah)
A quarter milly every week (yeah)
I dream about cake when I sleep (yeah)
I wake up like it’s time to eat, hey
Fuck you, pay me (give me that)
Secure the bag daily (whoa whoa)
I’m thinkin’ new Mercedes
Your main bitch my baby (hah)
I fucked your favorite public figure but she say we dated (uh-uh)
My lil nigga can’t stay out of jail, he keep catchin’ cases (damn)
Two of my dogs, they fell out ’bout money and I swear I hate it (shit man)
I put extra ice on my wrist because it keep on achin’ (woo)
I put her legs behind her and now she keep on shakin’ (woo)
Bitch I went from a Cutlass (Cutlass), to a double R (R)
Light up my blunt then push a button, that motherfucker start (yeah)
Trap nigga living large (yeah)
I put that on God (ayy)
[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player [Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Ayyyy
Buddah blessed this beat
[Verse 1]
What up?

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Bro in the back and he loading the steel
He keep repeating “I’m ready fa’real”
I catch the chills, when he shoot the mac
Cause I know that he tryna kill
You niggas playin’, ain’t ready to die
Chill, before you get ate like a meal (like a meal)
Pause, before you get shot like a film (like a film)
Ten’ll, have niggas jump on yo lid (jump on his lid)
Don’t go for the injury, go for the kill
Mission failed if niggas live (retry)
Niggas play roles, when I up the steel, they be like “Tee, I got kids”
Two FNN’s, I ain’t talkin’ bitches, when I say I’m ridin’ with the twins
Scope on the choppa, I ain’t talkin’ cameras, when I say I’m ridin’ with the lens
[Verse 1: Lil Reese]
Off the lean and the drink that’s a pour-up (pour up)
.40 on a nigga when we roll up (roll up)
Can’t control us (nah)
Smokin’ on the opp when we roll up (roll up)
Shit got tough I ain’t fold up (fold up)
Stackin’ all this money from the floor up (floor up)
Still in the hood and I blew up (blew up)
300 with me and I roll up (roll up)
Me and Tee Grizzley won’t slow up (nah)
Too much money can’t control us (nah)
Too many young niggas rollin’ (rollin’)
All of these young niggas blowin’ (blowin’)
All of these hoes be goin’ (goin’)
All my guns they blowin’ (blowin’)
I remember I ain’t had none (none)
Young nigga I ain’t had none (none)
Tryna turn none into some (some)
Me know I’ma make some (make some)
Me know I’ma take some (take some)
Me know I’ma shake some (shake some)
Get caught don’t say none (none)
Most of them gon say some
Chill ‘fore lil bro fade some
I caught the chills when he shot the mac
Shit gon happen then it’s that (then it’s that)
Knew I’m gon ride for my set (you know it)
Smokin’ on loud that’s a fact (dope)

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Niggas only thugs on the net (on the what)
Before I got verified, I had a check
A-R pistol make a mess of your flesh
2,000 pills, turn around with them racks (them racks)
I’m strapped, he strapped too (strapped too)
Blow strapped, Reese strapped too (glizzy’s)
Manny strapped cause niggas fu (boy)
Don’t let IG get you blew (bitch)
Watch me go in for the kill (for the kill)
Go anywhere cause I’m trill (I’m trill)
Ice hit in the dark cause it’s real (it’s ice)
Watch who you shoot they’ll tell (what)
Don’t give a fuck about 12 (naw)
Got niggas locked up in cells (free the real)
So don’t think that you safe in jail
Don’t say free bruh if you ain’t send no mail (bitch)
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Bro in the back and he loading the steel
He keep repeating “I’m ready fa’real”
I catch the chills, when he shoot the mac
Cause I know that he tryna kill
You niggas playin’, ain’t ready to die
Chill, before you get ate like a meal (like a meal)
Pause, before you get shot like a film (like a film)
Ten’ll, have niggas jump on yo lid (jump on his lid)
Don’t go for the injury, go for the kill
Mission failed if niggas live (retry)
Niggas play roles, when I up the steel, they be like “Tee, I got kids”
Two FNN’s, I ain’t talkin’ bitches, when I say I’m ridin’ with the twins
Scope on the choppa, I ain’t talkin’ cameras, when I say I’m ridin’ with the lens

XXXTentacion and Vybz Kartel on the same track should be fire. The South Florida rapper, who previously claimed he has some Jamaican roots, announced on Instagram last night that he has a collaboration coming out with the incarcerated dancehall star. Vybz Kartel is currently serving a life sentence for murder but is still putting out a ton of new music from behind bars. XXXTentacion currently has a mountain of legal troubles and is currently under house arrest while he awaiting trial for kidnapping and assaulting a pregnant woman. The difference here is that this announcement is coming directly from the artist and not some unnamed source tipping off the media. There could be some truth to the story since X is from Lauderhill in South Florida where there is a strong Jamaican contingent. Rappers wanting to collaborate with Vybz Kartel is nothing new and in fact, over the last few months, we’ve heard rumors of artists like Drake and Cardi B wanting to get the World Boss on a track. Like Vybz Kartel, X is facing some serious time behind bars if he is found guilty of the charges. Last year XXXTentacion blast Drake for tapping into dancehall for his last two albums saying that he is way more Jamaican than Drake claims to be because his family is mostly from Kingston. In December, he was slapped with 15 new charges for tampering with a witness when he defied court orders and contacted his ex-girlfriend who is the victim in his case. XXXTentacion worked with Sizzla Kalonji on his “My Girl” single last year, but if this new single materialized, it will be the first time the “Look At Me” rapper and Vybz Kartel are working together. “Vybz Kartel featuring XXXTentacion, coming soon, lol only the Jamaicans and Hispanics know what i’m talking about!” X wrote on IG stories.

Cardi B has had enough of King Yella speaking bad on her name. Cardi B is now speaking up for herself and not only did she denied having anything serious with him in the past, she also claimed that she only knows King Yella as an acquaintance of her ex-fiance Tommy. Dancehall HipHop reported last week that Offset called up Yella on FaceTime and threatened to put hands on him if he doesn’t leave his girlfriend alone and as expected that threatened was not taken seriously. You can watch the expletives laced video clip she posted on IG below. Over the past week, Chicago rapper King Yella has been slandering Cardi B on social media telling his fans that he got with her before she was famous and even before she hooked up with Offset. #cardib exposes #kingyella for flexing like he smashed her when he didn’t
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[Verse 1]
The coup came with a masseuse (Why you say that?)
That mean a masseuse massage me (yeah)
The bitch on IG with you (where she at now?)
With me now [?]
In the club i’m scraping the booth (VIP)
My glock on defense, it guard me
Pass the sprite imma pour me a deuce (activate)
25 for a pint, what they charge me
Speaking in the streets man I’m deep in (deep in)
I told my bitch she can’t be friends
That pussy a house go to sleep in
Dripping that sauce like i’m leaking
When she want it she demand it
She a lil savage like Randy (Randy)
You might get shot if I panic
I do my trick then I vanish (gone)
All of that 12 talking, it don’t move me
I’m over my head, my dawg, my Scooby
She text me here big head like i’m Stewie
I told her go fuck me good for some Louis
He got in that water Titanic (What happened?)
Left his ass slumped like [?]
I come and Debo some shit like i’m shook
You say you riding, that’s understood
I left some real niggas in the hood
I bring a mob with me if I could
How did this ever come to child support
What makes you think I don’t fuck with my lil boy
I can’t believe it like Ripleys
I’m getting molested by triplets
If you ain’t straight, keep your distance
Can’t stand the rain like Missy (Elliot)
[Hook]
I’m juiced up (juiced up what’s that?)
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
I poured up
Might drink some more today
I’m hiding now, might float away if I was outside now
We live now
Sitting courtside with my sideline now (side bitch winning)
Them hitters might pull up and wet you up
Pluggg (what’s that?)
Ocean Spray
Don’t give a fuck where you catch em at
He got to go today (he got to go today)
Let’s ride now
Let’s load shit up and let’s slide now
Can’t hide now
About to pull up bussing that five now
[Verse 2]
I’m the one who keep the skreet button
Cheat code I got the easy button
These niggas left when they thought I was struggling
These bitches love me cuz they know I’m thugging (for sure)
She said she cry every night by my [?]
Tell her thank you I don’t appreciate it
I just want to burn your head, yeah and cremate you baby
I don’t want your relay
[?] told me they was plotting on me
Want to see me fall like the new year ball
Got to move like the president
And then second thought, I won’t move at all (What you doing?)
I’m smoking backwoods
Counting off backends so far I counted off 120
You talking all this shit, you ain’t about nun of this
I want all smoke 420
Ain’t no more [?] on my wave
I got the juice Ocean Spray
I put the dick in her face
I cannot save her like Mase
The bag getting bigger and bigger
No more time for these bitch ass niggas
Broke ass rappers and fake ass killers
No more sleeping on me, give me that pillow
[Hook]
I’m juiced up (juiced up what’s that?)
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
I poured up
Might drink some more today
I’m hiding now, might float away if I was outside now
We live now
Sitting courtside with my sideline now (side bitch winning)
Them hitters might pull up and wet you up
Pluggg (what’s that?)
Ocean Spray
Don’t give a fuck where you catch em at
He got to go today (he got to go today)
Let’s ride now
Let’s load shit up and let’s slide now
Can’t hide now
About to pull up bussing that five now

Not together but since the craziness the other day, we DID agree to create a better environment for son!!” she wrote on IG. “NOPE! The R&B singer was spotted on Tuesday arriving at the LAX with Herbert and their son and that triggered rumors that they are back together. Fast forward to the second day in the new year and they were spotted traveling together like most civilize family do. If you go on her profile on IG this is the page you will come across “user not found.” Perhaps a social media break is the best thing for her right now because you just can’t stop the media from writing about your personal life as a celebrity. & Tiny Divorce #TamarBraxton confirms that she and #VinceHerbert are not together, but they are creating a better environment for their son (view earlier post)
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Tamar Braxton and Toya Wright Beefing Over T.I. we also agreed not to speak on this anymore in public after this! She claim that the arrest was caused by a heated argument due to jealousy and intoxication. My son can read and he’s not dumb #2018goals #praymystrengthinthelord.”

After writing that on Instagram she then deleted her account. “P.s. Sorry! Tamar quickly took to her Instagram to shot down the reports that she is back with her ex after getting him arrested on Christmas Day. Tamar Braxton went lights out on Instagram after denying that she is back with her estrange husband Vincent Herbert.

“I don’t got no more in me left you got to give me a whole hour,” she said jokingly. Looks like they r unfazed by cheating rumors
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Cardi B Taps 21 Savage For New Single “Bartier Cardi” Cardi B and Offset are unbothered by the cheating reports. Cardi B went on IG Live last night showing her fans Offset dry humping her. #cardib and #offset were on ig live turning up last night. Sources are now saying that haters are trying to tear them apart and last weekend Bardi rant in a video posted on IG that things have been going so good for her that she is expecting something bad to happen. Last weekend hackers started leaking explicit videos of Cardi B online and also a video allegedly of Offset with another woman in a hotel room. Other sources are calling the video bogus saying that its not Offset since the clip never show his face, but you can see a thick female parading in the hotel room in her birthday suit. There were some talks that the pair have broken up again but this video clip pretty much clear that rumor up. This is the second time that Cardi B and Offset are getting caught up in breakup rumors over the last few months. The two love birds were on Instagram Live turning on Christmas while everyone else were on Twitter discussing his alleged cheating scandal. We’re told that the spent Christmas together with their families and the two were laughing at the Twitter firestorm cause by the leaked videos. Sources say the video clip was recorded back in September around the time that the Migos rapper cheated. She is absolutely right, it’s been one heck of a year for Cardi B. “A lot of good things been happening to me ya’ll, it has been so good like you know my career, I got a good azz family, and I am so thankful,” she said in the clip while breaking down into tears.

I’m emotional today guys ..It’s a weird feeling of happy and sad but I’m not sad .Im just real grateful that you guys been supporting my new record .Its a good feeling after people constantly discourage you .You guys giving me strength like VitaminD
— iamcardib (@iamcardib) December 23, 2017

Judging from what she has been saying, Offset might be in for a very cold Christmas in the doghouse. Over the weekend, Cardi B posted some cryptic messages on Twitter and Instagram telling her fans that she is emotionally and thanking them for their support. There were also some chatters that she may have broken up with him to rekindle her relationship with her ex-boyfriend. “A lot of good things been happening to me ya’ll, it has been so good like you know my career, I got a good azz family, and I am so thankful,” she said in a video before she started tearing up. The video appears to be recorded from back in September around the time that the Migos rapper allegedly cheated on her. Im just real grateful that you guys been supporting my new record .Its a good feeling after people constantly discourage you .You guys giving me strength like VitaminD,” she tweeted. Cardi B and Offset may have broken up again after hackers leaked videos of the Migos rapper cheating. “I’m emotional today guys ..It’s a weird feeling of happy and sad but I’m not sad. Turns out that was not the case after the pair quickly patched things up and within a few more days they got engaged. Now there might be more trouble in paradise. Sources told Dancehall HipHop that hackers got into Offset’s iCloud account and uncovered a bunch of photos and videos including nude photos of Cardi B. We’re told that the hackers have been sending content to the “Bodak Yellow” rapper including a video of her fiance and another woman inside a hotel. Right after she posted that message she started following her ex-boyfriend Tommy on IG. Back in October, Cardi B dumped Offset after rumors started circulating that he had cheated on her. Related Posts

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Chyna and Playboi fuel dating rumors when they both posted videos of themselves together on their SnapChat. “Sis how my a$$ taste,” the Instagram model wrote on her IG. Perhaps the two are just working on a new mixtape or just hanging out as friends. Chyna posted a Snap of herself driving her new Ferrari while the rapper ride in the passenger side. Tweet
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Blac Chyna and Playboi Carti are reportedly dating. #BaeWatch
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It didn’t take long for Rubi Rose to respond. Lawrence asked her about Blac Chyna and she declined to comment. Chyna first raised some eyebrows when she posted on SnapChat “Keep my name out ya mouth.” Her followers were wondering who was she throwing shots at. Nevertheless, Chyna is notorious with among young rappers so lets see where this goes. Now we know that she was talking about Playboi Carti’s ex-girlfriend Rubi Rose. #PlayboiCarti’s ex #RubiRose has a message for #BlacChyna ?? Carti then posted a snap of Chyna sitting in her sport car wearing his chain. (See earlier post)
A post shared by The Shade Room (@theshaderoom) on Nov 4, 2017 at 8:26am PDT #PressPlay: Chileee #PlayboiCarti and #BlacChyna are looking like they’re enjoying each others company ?? Well that didn’t take long? Some folks thought that she referencing Kim Kardashian who did an interview with Jennifer Lawrence on Jimmy Kimmel Live.

The Bronx rapper once said that she would help her ex get back on his feet when he leaves jail, so perhaps she is making good on that promise and that is not sitting well with Offset whom she has been dating since last year. While Cardi has been making a lot of posts on Instagram, Offset has been radio silent aside from the peace emoji. A post shared by Cardi B Official IG (@iamcardib) on Oct 20, 2017 at 6:44pm PDT

????ON GANG? The duo was once relationship goals for their fans but that’s not the case right now. The Migos rapper followed suit a short time later by posting the peace emoji on his Snapchat. There were no signs that their relationship was on the rocks so this bit of news came as a shocker to a lot of their fans and perhaps even their celebrity peers. On Saturday night, both Cardi B and Offset took shots at each other on Snapchat while the “Bodak Yellow” rapper went a step further to announced that she is single. They two broke up after he went to prison but it seems like there is no love lost. While she was a cast member on Love and Hip Hop New York, Cardi B and her relationship with Tommy was her main storyline. “Sometimes you gotta do sh*t the old you would do,” she wrote on IG. The folks on Twitter already have their theory and and all fingers are pointing to Cardi B ex-boyfriend Tommy who they claimed was released from prison three days ago. A post shared by Cardi B Official IG (@iamcardib) on Oct 21, 2017 at 10:47pm PDT “Peace nikka,” she wrote in the caption. Tweet
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Cardi B and Offset have broken up just a few days after her ex-boyfriend was released from jail. Bardi posted a a photo of herself on Instagram showing the peace sign. “So mfers know not to play with the NEW you!”
Peace nikka ?? He even still has several photos of her up which means their could be a chance that they could patch things up.

Earlier this week, the imprisoned dancehall star announced that he will be debuting the new single on Irie FM on Friday and all day yesterday DJ Wayne was spinning the new track. Tweet
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Vybz Kartel debut his new hustle anthem “All Aboard” a catchy single produced by TJ Records. Sources inside the Gaza told us that Kartel is already prepping to drop more new music come next week. “We have more new music coming its a total dancehall domination this season stay tune,” our source said. “All Aboard” is also available for streaming on Apple Music. While his songs dominates the airwaves, Vybz Kartel is gearing up for his appeal trial in February of next year. We’re also told that the videos for “Mhm Hm” and “Don’t Come Back” will arrive sometime in the next two weeks. Vybz Kartel posted a preview of the two videos on IG yesterday hyping up his fans. “Am so intriguing get the vision and wake up me do it / Run the boat spring cleaning money move hit season / Honeymoon this even no money marriage a mi dirty habit and me clean,” Kartel deejay. The “Fever” deejay is confident that he will be vindicated of murder when his case is concluded in the appeal court.

[Hook 1]
Hella thick you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face you better pull up on me
Ain’t no baking day I’m prepared to shake you better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain’t safe, you better pull up homie
Pull up
Pull up pull up pull up one me
Pull up
Pull up pull up pull up one me
I heard you talkin’ cray I know you hella fake
You better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face

[Verse 1]
No, I don’t think they know
They don’t know how this go
They think I’m broke
What a fucking joke
When I walk in the door I gets my dough
Then a bitch get low
I used to kill them poles now I kill them shows
They’re all like “my bro?” Well fuck ya hoes
Yeah, cause all my bitches they be gettin’ with me
If I put a fifty they gon’ put a fifty
Every night, ask whose rendezvous [?]
I had to go get it on some real shit
If you a real bitch you gon’ feel this
Every single nigga that came my way
I finesse and juug on some ill shit
So much people think they know my pussy
But no-one can say they fucked
Please show me hoe facts
Name-drop, round ’em up
That bum bitch like to run her mouth
I swear to God Imma lay her out
When I catch you on the side of town
My Guiseppe heals gonna stomp you out
I’m tired of playin’, I’m tired of playin’
I’m gon’ give you hell, you gon’ think I’m Satan
I see you mad cause I’m bout to have this whole shit on lock
Incarceration
One gave you wrong information
You try to play me, that’s confirmation
It’s all good cause when you see my face shit don’t come out like it’s constipation
You stunk bitch
I know it sucks bitch
Yeah
Pull up bitch
Yeah
Like whats up bitch
Yeah

[Hook 2]
Pull up on me
I heard you talkin’ cray I know you hella fake
You better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face
You better pull up on me
Ain’t no baking day I’m prepared to shake you better pull up on me
I know you wanna be my friend, no you ain’t safe
You better pull up homie

[Verse 2]
Let’s go
I mean come on now who you trying to flex for
Why you acting like I won’t leave you down in the ground but you knew what it was from the get-go
That Cardi on some new shit
Get that money then I go flip
Some people think I’m just a dumb bitch
If that was true I wouldn’t have shit
Yeah
Bronx bitch till the day I die
I did my dirt and I ain’t gotta lie
You can talk crazy on IG
But when I run up let them hands fly
I don’t fuck around with no fucking clowns
Any niggas with me they fucking hounds
Any bitches with me they fucking down
So if you really bout it then pull up now
You stunk bitch
I know it sucks bitch
Yeah
Pull up bitch
Yeah
Like whats up bitch
Yeah

[Hook 2]
Pull up on me
I heard you talkin’ cray I know you hella fake
You better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face
You better pull up on me
Ain’t no baking day I’m prepared to shake you better pull up on me
I know you wanna be my friend, no you ain’t safe
You better pull up homie

Oh Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

Cause you all on my IG
Talkin shit bout me
All in my timeline
Picture you
Tryna out me

Internet thuggin
Avatar muggin
Now you got me black bagging
Got you on thought when I’m dragging, you

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Oh Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

We used to be friends
Now you all in my DM
From AM to PM
I just delete them

I heard you getting right now
On tour with what’s-his-face
No debate, you know the place
Word’s getting round now
You a player on the team, where all the boys go

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Oh Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face
Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face
Show your face

Show your face when you talk to me (Show your face)
Show your face (Show your face)
Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
You’re the girl the guys (girl the guys) know so well
Jezebel, don’t want to front you out but what the hell

What the hell

[Intro]
Pull up hop out sto, sto

[Hook]
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull up pop trunk sto’
Pull up pop trunk sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull up hop out and open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull up pop trunk sto’

[Verse 1: King Chip]
Cleveland we back in town (nigga) yeah we back in town
This that run to the store get some black and milds
This that just swag King chip, he’ll be back in town
This that new shoe with the smackin’ sounds
This that come back from a 3-1 no backing down, yeah bitch
What you tryna’ get from me
Look at me tell me do you see a big buddy
Look at me and tell me can you see the big money
And If you don’t see it you’se a big dummy
I’mma crack a smile even if ain’t shit funny
I think I was supposed to inherit some ancient money
Now they got it set up so we can’t get money
If you don’t love me don’t say shit to me
Who you know been run the city, still run it
I done kept it 100 day one still hundred
Ridin’ through the city almost got killed from it
Lil nigga hold a gun infront of cops, still gunnin’
Real nigga never said too much and let these niggas know whats up, smokin’ in the cut
Yeah I’m from that “we don’t give a fuck”
And we champs now might as well buy something now bruh

[Verse 2]
I am a sto’, pull up with the sto’ come buy what you want
Lets hand to hand on the low
Championship, me and my niggas, we took that shit
She probably ain’t loyal
Stay away from her IG, don’t book that bitch, uh
Fuck how many likes I get
When the nighttime hit you could see I’m on some icon shit
Blood suckin’ python bitch
Can’t get the king chip suck a pipe bomb bitch
Yeah I know my fam still love me, my hood still love me
All my hoes still love me
Give no fuck about a nigga tryna’ steal somethin’ from me
I have something leave a nigga looking really funny
Aye, be cool, roll up, let me tell you
This ain’t what you want
Yeah got some bitches in the cut
I don’t give them what they want
I don’t give no fuck about no big butt
Call me King Chip (bitch what?)
Poured up a four
I finesse a double cup just like a pro
Yeah I come to let these niggas know
G6 in this hoe
Anywhere I go I got the sto’

[Hook]
Pull and I open up sto’ (there it go)
Pull up pop trunk sto’
Pull up pop trunk sto’ (pop trunk)
Pull and I open up sto’ (pop trunk)
Pull up hop out and open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull and I open up sto’
Pull up pop trunk sto’

[Produced by Big]

(Verse 1)
The likkle pretty gyal you a boast pon IG bout
Shi gimmi a nice deep throat
All when you put her in a house
Shi a find way fi try thief out
Shi waan jump pon the bike wheel out
Pon a high speed boat

Mi seh pretty gyal do you have anybody?
Shi seh the likkle man him a just the
Shi tell mi seh it alright
Shi seh if mi feel fi come off her
Shi show mi seh shi badder than a porn star
But mi si ou pon the IG you a post her

(Chorus)
You seh a your girl
You seh a your girl
Your girl
You seha your girl

(Verse 2)
Gyal weh you gi the close door
Man a score goal wid the back a close goal
Reach a the block you know wi stop a 4×4
Buy two dragon that pop a bore, bore
High way, drive way, the toll road
Mad coco white Benz inna sport mode
Rub down her tights AC a flow cold
Fly pass deh suh never stop a Portmore

Nuh over Squelchy, yeah wi reach deh
Bring you gyal and go chill pon the beach yeah
Dawg a suh easy shi give it weh
Send a picture a the pu**y snapchat fi please mi

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Shi nuh seh a you
Yuh a seh a yours
Pon you IG you a post up you girl
Woman crush everyday caption you words
Diddy meck you gyal deh pon the snapchat a twerk
You a seh a your girl
Yeah shi a yours
Tek her weh today shi ready when a fi mi turn
Shi a your WCW
You swear seh shi love you

(Repeat Verse 1)

(Repeat Chorus)

[Intro]
Just got a text, probably remind him on Socrates, from my IG post

[Hook]
All my life, I been told everything that glitters ain’t gold
Now that I’ve arrived, I see these truths unfold before my eyes in a world so cold

[Verse 1]
Compulsive dreamer, pessimistic overthinker
Never indulging reefer, seldom Hennesy drinker
Wear my heart on my sleeve with a poker player’s demeanour
Balanced emotion, you rarely know what I’m thinking
This is a special dedication, dedicated to streets that I was raised in
Where Ray was slayed in, where his killer gon’ see the same fate that he did
Poetic justification of youth’s frustration
Reap what you sow, small mind approach
I’m digging deep in my soul, I’m tryna find quotes
To help me see the silver lining in this hurricane
We used to the rain, hoping to wash away these stains
But blood don’t come out of clothes, neither do bullet holes close even if them wounds heal
My mind’s forever exposed to them cold hills, somehow a nigga had hope still
But I’m barely out the fire, in fact these flames is burning my back, creating permanent tattoos
As I recall the book of Matthew, these are the last days and what have you I’m a firm believer
I rarely practice what I preach yeh
So if this falls on deaf ears and never reach ya
I’m blood guilty beneath ya, before you cast one stone just know I need ya

[Hook]
All my life, I been told everything that glitters ain’t gold
Now that I’ve arrived, I see these truths unfold before my eyes in a world so cold, nigga this world so cold
Everything that glitters ain’t gold, nigga this world so cold
Til my demise I’m in this world so cold, nigga this world so cold

[Verse 2]
There’s something I can feel
Like pyramid energy feels for real
I’m just tryna’ keep it real
Whatever that is
‘Cos I could think a thought and make it happen
It’s no secret the law of attraction is written in our fabric
The most basic interactions are accurate
Maybe there’s too far left for us to digest this song
And in the midst of our doom I’m just tryna’ consume
They say [?] on the stars and the moon and the ancient Egyptian tombs
What about these babies dying in the womb, that don’t affect you?
Tell the truth, I know I heard that she don’t respect your youth
I know you well versed in the sacred secrets and thirst knowledge for whatever breathes it
You’re on your poor righteous [?], wise intelligence, you rhyme with such elegance
But the homie got killed, what’s the relevance?
They gave my uncle twenty-seven years with no evidence
It’s really real out here, niggas are getting killed out here
Where’s your content?
How do you sleep, where’s your conscience?
How could you ever forget the projects?
Nigga my heart bleeds, stop it
You can’t disown with this home
With that said I take them whenever I zone
If it never I Rome, the empire’s standing strong behind me
On my side like my [?]
Flesh on my flesh, it’s embedded in me my IV
80s baby stuck in the 90s, ten khakis creased on top of Cortez Nikes
White t-shirt with a dope dealer’s psyche
Swear air, ain’t too many left that’s like me

[Hook]
All my life, I been told everything that glitters ain’t gold
Now that I’ve arrived, I see these truths unfold before my eyes in a world so cold, nigga this world so cold
Everything that glitters ain’t gold, nigga this world so cold
Til my demise I’m in this world so cold, nigga this world so cold

[Outro]
Nigga this world so cold
Nigga this world so cold
Til my demise I’m in this world so cold, nigga this world so cold

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 1: E-40]
I was born with a rusty spoon
Now I’m a tycoon
I’ve been drinkin’ all afternoon
Ain’t finna stop, no time soon
Bad bitches matter
She want me to scoop her up like a spatula
She wanna get attached like an adapter
She think I’m a trash compactor, she want me to smash her
I’m a savage about my cabbage
All my life I been mannish
Establish practice what you preach
A barbarian, I’m a beast
Know how to manuever in these streets
How to wiggle, get to the Gouda
Straight shooter
I’m super solid from the rooter to the tooter
Cali-foo-ya’ll do ya
Don’t let the palm trees fool you
They play with street instruments
And they’ll bring the noise like a tuba
Pushin’ [?], travel the planet
Hard made the granite
Tax a bitch like a W9
Bitch I’m a savage

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 2: Jazze Pha]
Y’all motherfuckers really need to hol’ up
Fins out, got the world like controlla
Open my pockets, they swole up
Everywhere we go motherfuckers know us
Bitch you don’t know nobody like me
I know your boyfriend wanna fight me
But you droppin’ that ass on my IG
In the club, makin’ movie like Spike Lee
Pull out with a [?]
Nigga lookin’ like, "Who did it?"
At the telly with the door closed
From the back like, "Who’s is it?"

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 3: B-Legit]
If I’ma do it, I’ma run through it by tonight
Yellow bitch super thick in that all white
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
Maybe later on I’ma give her pipe
I’m the type to get it in the ladies room
Bathroom stall by the toilet paper
And she can make it to the green room
It’s goin’ down in the elevator
Trust me, touch me, she fuck with B-Le
Work the day shift, she tuck my heater
Savage ’bout mine, we smoke the ether
Put her in a Uber, I don’t trust her either
Pull up in a drop with a rocket on
B-Lit smokin’ jello outta loud bag
If she ever out of pocket homie
They ain’t just somethin’ you can pimp past

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, drop the baggage
‘Cause I’m a savage
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage
‘Cause I’m a savage
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Intro: Lil Durk]
They wanna see me down
They wanna see me down

[Hook: Lil Durk]
Just wanna see my son grow up
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
They don’t want me ’cause me profile high cases
Being black tryna make it in this world, can’t make billions like other races
If I call it how I see it they say I’m racist
Let’s face it
If Donald Trump win the spot, then we back to the basics
No more link , no more wiic, no more free shots when you sick
No more S.S.I. checks, either coming for your kids
[?] who would of though I would make a million of of pot
Feds on me why you think I used to turn down all the slots
Tired of seein’ my niggas die, on they days they momma cryin’
Opps crazy on IG tell them niggas calm it down
Heard niggas telling now, they come around I shut it down
And I keep a couple rounds
And I keep a couple rounds
[?] kids, he know I care
I grab my gun when i laid with no help
My momma stressing other me, she loosing health
My cousin trippin’, says I’m never there
Why? Then I say –

[Hook: Lil Durk & Jadakiss]
Just wanna see my son grow up
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Kick back, smoke, and I just tell my mans
Look y’all, we came a long way from selling grams
I’m tryna make a Mill, you tryna make a stack
When I leave I don’t know if I’ma make it back
You don’t need nothing to relate to that
The thought of my kids suffering, I hate the fact
Say goodbye to your mom, before you every think of doing me bodily harm
Even though the war is on, you’ve got to be calm
It’s a time to keep quite, a time to respond
Nah, you’ll never be fly as the Don
I shoot you man in his head, let him die in your arms
It’s written inside of the Quran
They changed the Bible several times, something got to be wrong
Check it for yourself, if you don’t believe me now
They can’t be me now, therefore they just wanna –

[Outro: Lil Durk & Jadakiss]
They wanna see me down
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Intro: Lil Durk]
They wanna see me down
They wanna see me down

[Hook: Lil Durk]
Just wanna see my son grow up
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
They don’t want me ’cause me profile high cases
Being black tryna make it in this world, can’t make billions like other races
If I call it how I see it they say I’m racist
Let’s face it
If Donald Trump win the spot, then we back to the basics
No more link , no more wiic, no more free shots when you sick
No more S.S.I. checks, either coming for your kids
[?] who would of though I would make a million of of pot
Feds on me why you think I used to turn down all the slots
Tired of seein’ my niggas die, on they days they momma cryin’
Opps crazy on IG tell them niggas calm it down
Heard niggas telling now, they come around I shut it down
And I keep a couple rounds
And I keep a couple rounds
[?] kids, he know I care
I grab my gun when i laid with no help
My momma stressing other me, she loosing health
My cousin trippin’, says I’m never there
Why? Then I say –

[Hook: Lil Durk & Jadakiss]
Just wanna see my son grow up
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Kick back, smoke, and I just tell my mans
Look y’all, we came a long way from selling grams
I’m tryna make a Mill, you tryna make a stack
When I leave I don’t know if I’ma make it back
You don’t need nothing to relate to that
The thought of my kids suffering, I hate the fact
Say goodbye to your mom, before you every think of doing me bodily harm
Even though the war is on, you’ve got to be calm
It’s a time to keep quite, a time to respond
Nah, you’ll never be fly as the Don
I shoot you man in his head, let him die in your arms
It’s written inside of the Quran
They changed the Bible several times, something got to be wrong
Check it for yourself, if you don’t believe me now
They can’t be me now, therefore they just wanna –

[Outro: Lil Durk & Jadakiss]
They wanna see me down
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Intro]
Two up, fuck who up
I was sitting in the coup, watch the bitch pull up
Hate a nigga think he slick, bitch rick ruler
Tell him, she tag me again she gon’ see thriller

[Chorus]
You say that you promise to love me, love me
That’s what you said
But I see a shawty all on my IG
She just [?]
If I didn’t have so much going for me
I’d fuck you up on this jealousy
Bitch don’t let this TV make you think that you know me

[Verse 1]
Shot town, south side, [?], bitch, what’s good (don’t know what I’d do)
I don’t have to twist no fingers just know I’m good (don’t know what I’d do)
You gotta get beside her ‘fore you catch me in the lineup, tied up
And in that case I ain’t got no business involved
All because you in your feelings that we ain’t what we were
So tying niggas up tight
Always wanna share the spotlight
My type is them boys that got a little street [?]
I was still fine
Hit a bitch the same time, give her that love
But nigga granted, I let you get up in her panties
Guess I’m moving on, you can’t stand it
Fuck a virgo over one time, I leave you stranded
I’m past it
Ain’t no hard feelings at all

[Chorus]
You say that you promise to love me, love me
That’s what you said
But I see a shawty all on my IG
She just [?]
If I didn’t have so much going for me
I’d fuck you up on this jealousy
Bitch don’t let this TV make you think that you know me

[Verse 2]
I know you ain’t into her (I know you ain’t into her)
But she is the best option you could grab
Your insecurities have been revealed but you’re not saying a thing, a thing
No need to speak
She know you hitting my phone
So sick [?]
If you’re taking her away
Then there ain’t no need in texting me
I know she a thing for the thirsty
She gon’ be the first one to let that slip
Tell that bitch don’t come around here unless she ready for the shit
[?]

[Chorus]
You say that you promise to love me, love me
That’s what you said
But I see a shawty all on my IG
She just [?]
If I didn’t have so much going for me
I’d fuck you up on this jealousy
Bitch don’t let this TV make you think that you know me

[Chorus]
You say that you promise to love me, love me
That’s what you said
But I see a shawty all on my IG
She just [?]
If I didn’t have so much going for me
I’d fuck you up on this jealousy
Bitch don’t let this TV make you think that you know me

[Hook]
Pour a cup of that dirty
Might take me a perc 30
Gotta watch out for who love me and the same people who hurt me
My momma said I might OD
I’mma drink ’em I ain’t worried
Gotta watch out in these streets
I’mma think ’em I ain’t worried
Can’t trust none of these niggas
Don’t love none of these bitches
How they judging me nigga
I came up from these trenches
I might roll a blunt up for my people
I might pour a cup up for my people

[Verse 1]
Baby momma actin’ evil
Uncle still playin’ wit them needles
New car gas diesel
New money cash Visa
Nuski died what they believin’
Brotha muslim to my pops too
Tell ’em people (?) needy
We ain’t tryna talk no agreements
Beat my case wit the best lawyer
Told my sister I want the best for ya
Fuck a strippa go invest money
IG hoes that’s a test for ya
Devil workin’ want the best of ya
Street niggas make a mess of ya
Lil niggas put stress on ya
Yea yea yea
Start them killas off of guns, start the traphouse off of pounds
Bitch you know I love my son, broke my back was on the ground
Who love you when no one there, who love you when no one care

[Hook]
Pour a cup of that dirty
Might take me a perc 30
Gotta watch out for who love me and the same people who hurt me
My momma said I might OD
I’mma drink ’em I ain’t worried
Gotta watch out in these streets
I’mma think ’em I ain’t worried
Can’t trust none of these niggas
Don’t love none of these bitches
How they judging me nigga
I came up from these trenches
I might roll a blunt up for my people
I might pour a cup up for my people

[Verse 2]
Close homie tried to kill me
I’m just givin’ y’all that’s the real me
Real niggas gotta feel me
Station tryna they tryna wheel me
Couple big niggas tried to lift me
I got my pops so don’t try me
I got missed call from my granny
Gotta get back wit the family
Streets say I need old me
Nappy dreads off the codeine
Block niggas sellin’ dope fiend
Gold rollies to a trophy
Fuck a deal I got street money
Keep money plug keep comin’
Comin’ strong nothin’ weak to me
Nick Cannon Glocks keep drummin’
In the streets wit me it ain’t nowhere
Got all of these money I’mma show it
So who love you when no one there, who love you when no one care

[Hook]
Pour a cup of that dirty
Might take me a perc 30
Gotta watch out for who love me and the same people who hurt me
My momma said I might OD
I’mma drink ’em I ain’t worried
Gotta watch out in these streets
I’mma think ’em I ain’t worried
Can’t trust none of these niggas
Don’t love none of these bitches
How they judging me nigga
I came up from these trenches
I might roll a blunt up for my people
I might pour a cup up for my people

[Intro]
Hold up bitch
Hold up bitch
Texas Uncle Luke
Club Godzilla

[Hook]
If you got some good pussy, where they at tho?
If you the baddest in the club, where they at tho?
If you got your own paper, where they at tho?
Hold up, drop it to the floor
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Head down, ass up bust it back tho
Hold up, drop it to the floor
Bust it back tho

[Verse 1]
Bust it back tho
I got Act, tho
She gon’ drop it down to the floor
For these racks tho
Twerking on another chick that’s some Texas shit
I saw her twerking on IG before I met the bitch
She ain’t faithful
I got cake tho
I’mma hit you from the back but we can’t date tho
Hold up, you can sell that pussy on the weekend
Hold up, you can sell that pussy on the weekend

[Hook]
If you got some good pussy, where they at tho?
If you the baddest in the club, where they at tho?
If you got your own paper, where they at tho?
Hold up, drop it to the floor
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Head down, ass up bust it back tho
Hold up, drop it to the floor
Bust it back tho

[Verse 2]
Bust it back, tho
Keep your head down
Put your hands on your knees I throw this bread down
Skinny bitch, thick chick I’ma throw this cash
Tag team with your partner, tell that bitch to throw that ass
I pull up trill tho
Pop a pill tho
The way she drop it I can tell that ass real tho
I knocked her down, she told her partner how it feel tho
Now her partner tryna kick it like field goal
I ain’t trippin tho
I’ma switch it tho
H-Town, double cup, tripping sip a 4
Hold up, Club Godzilla I’m on some pimpin’ shit
Tryna give these nigga game like [?]

[Hook]
If you got some good pussy, where they at tho?
If you the baddest in the club, where they at tho?
If you got your own paper, where they at tho?
Hold up, drop it to the floor
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Bust it back tho
Head down, ass up bust it back tho
Hold up, drop it to the floor
Bust it back tho

[Intro]
Ay, I’m back on that ’07 shit, ya hear me
I think I’m the only nigga that can turn ops to fans, ya hear me
Free 9

[Verse]
Me and Nuski swagged up in grad school
Remember when the homicide grabbed you
Boogieman had trap like a drive thru
The coke is goin’ quick like it’s fast food
Booka told me D-rose lost his 9-1
Appeal money for them killas when that time come
Sneak dissin’ wit these goofys, niggas dyin’ for ’em
One call I’ll make my TV it’ll slide up
I press 1JB ’cause Zoo was callin’
I press 7 ’cause these goofys callin’ (Lets get It)
I fucked yo bitch and took her Louie shopping (Ain’t Nun)
Fucked yo bitch and took her Louie shopping
I beat my case I keep my pistol on me (Lets Get It ! Ls)
This nigga ‘pose to been my man but he was snitchin’ on me
And everytime he came around I was grippin on it
Like fuck yo life I won’t think twice and I’ll blink you homie
We a’ll turn your IG to an obituary
I just took couple of yo homies to a cemetery (Lets get It)
And you know we did it you ain’t did none (Bitch)
DD in the jam and he ain’t said nothin’
Can’t name a fucking nigga that I ran from
Just made 60 thousand off a Samsung
Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun
And we carry draco’s like they hand guns
Bitches wanna glo wanna be famous
Cummed inside her mouth I make her taste dick (Eater)
Them skinny bitches whine I make em take dick
Might fuck her in the butt so she can stay thick
I lost my niggas to this shit that’s why I’m solo homie gang)
Uptown Miami hood and I was dolo homie
The streets will pull you back and forth like yo-yo homie
Like we ain’t kill your mans and I don’t know your homie
I can hear Nuski calling
I can hear Yuyu calling (Chino)
I can hear LA calling
Yea I can hear Pluto calling
I can hear Irish calling
I can hear J Money calling
And I can hear O calling
Yea I can hear Mo calling
I was staying in Chicago cause I had to (Lets Get It! Ls)
Probation for my pistol it was bad news
All these niggas tried to diss me cause they had to (Gang)
Even if I was with my kids, know I had to
I got better fans I got better thoughts
Like shout out to them killas who was never caught
Niggas screaming gang gang yea they hella soft
I seen that shit happened thats a gimmick nigga (Fraud)
A hunnid for my jewelry for my image nigga (Lets get It)
In the field with my killas playing scrimmage nigga
That Timmy Turner won’t none to my Timmy nigga
Tim-Tim gave a fifty in the city nigga
Nigga off Tremain I used to hang wit (Bitch)
Now they want me dead on some fame shit (Bitch)
Or they want some people thats the same shit
And they call them people that’s the same shit (Gang!)