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As the music industry slowly beings to wake back up, more projects from some of your favorite artists are getting rolled out. This week, a popular young Atlanta rapper makes his genre-bending return, a veteran New York rhymer drops his 15th solo project and a Drake-cosigned dancehall artist releases new riddims and more.

Lil Yachty saw a career resurgence in the latter half of 2022 off the strength of his viral single "Poland." Today (Jan. 27), Boat returns with the full-length psychedelic rock album Let's Start Here. It's been three years since Yachty released his previous album Lil Boat 3 and two since he dropped the mixtapes Michigan Boy Boat and Birthday Mix 6, which means fans has been waiting with bated breath for something new. Yachty announced the album back on Jan. 17, on the heels of his album Sonic Ranch leaking online in December of 2022. "Let’s Start Here. – 1/27. Chapter 2. Thank You for the patience," he captioned the artwork, with "chapter 2" possibly implying LSH is a second version of Sonic Ranch.

The new album finds Boat experimenting with the rock genre, tapping into new sounds that he's been teasing for a while now. The cover art for the album features a painted image of several people with suits on with distorted faces. Yachty also released a promo trailer for the album, which features him entering a strange office and being questioned by a bizarre receptionist before entering a bright white room.

On Thursday (Jan. 26), Styles P announced on his social media pages that he was dropping a new album titled Penultimate: A Calm Wolf Is Still a Wolf. In a press release, the veteran New York rhymer revealed that Penultimate is the first of two projects before he officially retires from the rap game as a solo artist.

The 13-track collection is the LOX rapper's 15th studio album and boasts production assists from Black Saun, Dayzel, Noah Styles and four tracks produced by legendary track master Vinny Idol, including the street banger "Porsche Lights."

"A few more hours !! New album.. this is one of the last 2 !!! PENULTIMATE," Styles P wrote on his Instagram account along with a photo of the album's cover art.

The Ghost also posted an animated video of the Penultimate artwork with "Porsche Lights" as the clip's soundtrack.

Finally, OVO Sound's Popcaan delivers new chune for your head top in the form of his latest album Great Is He. The latest album from the popular Jamaican dancehall artist contains 17 songs with Drake, Burna Boy, Chronic Law and Toni-Ann Sigh making guest appearances. Caan has previewed the album by way of the singles "We caa Done" with Drizzy, "Next to Me" and the offering's title track.

Pop's new LP follows 2020's Fixtape, which featured Drake, PartyNextDoor, French Montana and more.

See more new projects from People Under The Stairs, J. Rocc and more.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: January 10, 2022lizzo via TikTok

Lizzo has just as much of a sense of humor as Lil Yachty, and she showed it by responding to the TikTok video the rapper made about her participating in the mustard and Oreo cookie challenge.

On Friday (Jan. 7), the Houston-bred artist posted a video in response to Yachty's humorous clip, in which he's grabbing both the Oreos and the mustard Lizzo was squeezing onto the cookies while doing the viral TikTok challenge. Including the part of the video of herself about to put mustard on an Oreo and Yachty snatching the mustard away from her, Lizzo added a clip, which shows her snatching the mustard back to put some on an apple that she's about to eat.

"Give me that fuckin' mustard back, bitch," she said under her breath. "Play too much." Lizzo then declared, "You wrong."

She captioned the social media post, "Excuse me, Mr. Boat 😤 @lilyachty."

Lil Yachty caught the new TikTok video and took his energy to the comment section.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!!!" he wrote.

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In a follow-up video, Yachty is seen snatching the mustard back from Lizzo and tossing it into a trash can. He captioned the post, "NO MORE!!!!!!!" Both clips can be seen at the bottom of this post.

The back-and-forth between Lizzo and the Atlanta rapper is clearly all in fun, but it all started when Lizzo posted a video to her TikTok last week of herself joining in on the mustard on Oreos challenge.

She shared the short clip of herself, seemingly perplexed by her taste buds actually enjoying the fusion of tart and sweet, and captioned the video, "Tiktok made me try mustard & oreos."

Shortly after, Yachty playfully made a video of his own, disapproving of Lizzo putting the condiment on the chocolate and vanilla cookie.

"Give me the goddamn mustard,” he told Lizzo. "You know this don’t go on them." Boat added, "You’re dead wrong."

Shout-out to Lizzo and Lil Yachty for providing some light-hearted laughs.

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Lil Yachty and Bhad Bhabie have reportedly joined forces for a venture that'll bring hopeful singles together.

According to a report from Rolling Stone on Friday (June 4), the rappers have partnered up to invest in a Jewish dating app called Lox Club, which has been described as the app for "Jews with ridiculously high standards."

Additionally, developers for the new match-making app consider it "a virtual speakeasy hidden within an old-school deli." However, unlike other apps that assist singles in finding love and relationships, Lox Club doesn't necessarily use algorithms. Instead, the app "gives its users actual human match-makers," the publication reports.

Adam Kluger, who manages Bhad Bhabie and has been managing Lil Yachty with Coach K of Quality Control Music as of January 2020, says that Lox Club is the first deal from the fund the rappers launched in conjunction with Kluger and three other executives called Scoop Investments.

"J-Date screams desperation, J-Swipe is just a piece of shit. There’s a real gap in the marketplace,” Kluger tells. “I was just so surprised at how cool it was. Yachty and Bhabie saw the passion when I was talking about and everyone started asking me questions. Eventually I said we should come together and do it as a group.”

Kluger was apparently put on to Lox Club through some friends who urged him to download the app.

Bhad Bhabie shared the news of her latest investment on her Instagram page this afternoon.

"big bag bhabie 💰👫 excited to be a part of @loxclub . Love and bagels biches," she said as the caption for her screenshot of Rolling Stone's article.

Bhad Bhabie and Yachty appear to be racking in big bucks with some of the moves they've been making. Back in April, the rapper, born Danielle Bregoli, claims to have made $1 million in six hours on her OnlyFans account.

Meanwhile, Lil Boat launched his own all-gender nail polish line called Crete last month.

See 20 Ways in Which Rappers Schooled Us About LifeTravis Scott, Kendrick Lamar, Juice Wrld, Pop Smoke and more have taught us quite a few things along the way.Filed Under: Bhad Bhabie, Lil YachtyCategories: News


href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: April 30, 2021XXL

Foresight is a powerful thing and back in 2016, XXL introduced its annual and coveted Freshman class. Fast forward to present day, rappers inducted that year such as Lil Uzi Vert, 21 Savage, Lil Yachty, Kodak Black and Denzel Curry are still making marks in hip-hop with their rhymes, creativity, endorsement deals, philanthropy and much more.

All five of the aforementioned artists have landed on the Billboard chart, whether it was for a single or an album. As recently as October of last year, 21 Savage snagged the top spot on the Billboard 200 chart for his album Savage Mode 2 with producer Metro Boomin. Towards the top of last year, in March of 2020, Lil Uzi had similar success with Eternal Atake.

However, before their Billboard charting status and their many other accolades, these gentlemen were XXL Freshman spitting bars together. Check out the lyrics to their 2016 XXL Freshman Cypher below.

VERSE 1: Denzel Curry
Rest in power, it's all about power
Squeeze two lemons together and really all you'll have is sour
Diesel, niggas'll smoke your ass to have the juice
Riding around in an all black coupe
Couple of pigeons that's ready to shoot, shit
Ducking and bucking and dodging and dropping
With 48 ounces and cigarette butts
Fucking around with the up echelon
They will turn you to cubes and I hope you be gone
Envelope, overload, cranium overdose
Denny Cascade, what the fuck is the halves
Click clack, get powed, bitch, it's a wrap
Tierra my witness, I pray for a nap
Youngin' and restless, return with a past
Key in ignition, foot on the gas
None of you niggas is acting that jab
Gold teeth in the Glock and a Cybertech mask
Ring gun, particles, turn you into molecules
Planet shrooms, planet shrooms, I'll take you to my panic room

VERSE 2: Lil Uzi Vert and Kodak Black
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All these niggas stealin' my style, can I get my flow back?
Yeah, bop on that bitch like Kodak
Yeah, bitch, you know that
Yeah, I push your shit all back (Woop, woop)
Told that bitch I got money, aye (Woop)
Countin' them hundreds, it's nothing, aye
Told that lil' bitch I got money, aye
Told that lil' bitch that's it nothing, aye (Skrrt, skrrt, tied)
Hit that bitch right from the back, she got turkey, I knock out that bitch like it's stuffing, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, tied, okay!)
Told that lil' bitch that I'm with it
Told that lil' bitch that I'm with it
Aye, wait, 21, Lil Boat, yeah (Win)
Denzel Curry cut your throat, yeah (Yeah)
Kodak do the most, yeah (Win)
Told that lil' bitch I got all the money (Uh)
I swear this shit is just nothing (Uh)
I just be dancin' right up on that bitch, yeah
What you be stuntin'?

VERSE 3: Lil Yachty
That boy not gang, no, that boy not my friend
I hang with my gang, the same gang that felt all of my pain
When I was struggling through the rain
When I had no guap with no ice
Wasn't no food but rice
All of these bitches they want me but they get one night
Fuck ’em, I give a fuck what you sayin'
Bitch nigga know I ain't playing
I'm ’bout my fetty
Sailing Team armored, we ready
Fuck up that nigga if he talk out too heavy
I'm ’bout it, chains on my neck cost me twenty
Look at your diamonds
Your diamonds look cloudy, they fake
Young nigga in the Gucci Stans
Fuck with me if you wanna die
Young nigga, I don't wear no suit and ties
Fuck no
Lil Boat!

VERSE 4: 21 Savage, Lil Uzi Vert, Lil Yachty, Lil Uzi Vert and Lil Yachty
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21
I sent my bitch to the store ’cause we ran out of soda (What?)
Bitch, I'm tryna cook this yola (21)
Hundred round drum on the bottom of that shit (Do-do-do-do-do)
Chop a nigga down like a fucking lawnmower (Grrr)
AK-47 ’round my muthafuckin' shoulder (21)
Pull up in a Rover, then I pulled off on a Fisker
Pulled up on your bitch, she sucked my dick
And then you kissed her (Goddamn, 21)
Young Savage, bitch
And I don't play ’round with them swishers (Hmm?)
I just smoke them woods (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm from the hood (Yeah)
Zone 6, Bouldercrest Road, you can't go there
21 Gang, bitch, yeah (21, 21, 21)
I'm in NYC, I think I got a fucking show there (Yeah)
Hold up, Rollie on my wrist
Rollie on my bitch (What?), 30 on my waist (What?)
30 to your face (Yeah), 60 to your face (Yeah)
90 to your face (Yeah), that's a closed case (Yeah)
You an old nigga, man, you washed up
Young Savage, man, I got my car washed up
Pulled up on a muthafuckin' nigga, wrapped up (Yeah)
Then I pulled up in a muthafuckin' Brink's truck
21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21

VERSE 5: Kodak Black
Who the fuck picked this lil' sorry ass beat?
I'm from the ugly corner, man, them lil' sour ass streets
Damn, homie, I'm the one who let your starving ass eat
And you was hungry, I ain't have to let your sorry ass eat
My cousin G-Wayne got off of manslaughter last week
Gave my dog a buck fifty, that nigga brought me back three
I'm a—a nigga's broad and get up all in them cheeks
Tied, they dead flies

Check out the 2016 XXL Freshman cypher featuring Lil Uzi Vert, 21 Savage, Lil Yachty, Kodak Black and Denzel Curry below.

See 50 Facts About the 2016 XXL Freshman Class

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Nessly and Lil Yachty team up for a new banger “Guacamole” produced by TM88.

The tasty banger features the two Atlanta rappers rhyming with auto-tune over an infectious beat. The track centers around the pairs wealth as they flaunt their money using catchy metaphors. For every other line that Nessly and Lil Boat bounce off each other they reference their possession, making it known that they are much richer than the average rappers out now.

“Shorty know that am a rock star / She just want to live the life / Ni**as say he selling real hair / Hit the lean up with the light / Hit my leader with the sprite / Put the lean up on the ice,” Nessly raps. During a recent interview with Complex, he revealed that the song was written from back in 2014. “Guacamole’ was a song I recorded in 2014. [Lil] Yachty always loved it and used to send me Snapchats of him singing along to it,” Nessly said. “While he was on tour he called me randomly asking if I had the beat to it still so he could record a verse. I thought it was pretty random but was on-board immediately. TM88 put the finishing touches on it.”

Listen to Nessly and Lil Yachty new song “Guacamole” below. You can also get the full lyrics here.


Lil Yachty is feeling extra generous and revealed on Twitter on Monday that he will be funding tuition for some of his fans who are in school.

After making the announcements on his Twitter page, some fans starting accusing him of feeling guilty about dropping hundreds of thousands of dollars on two new chains. “I will be paying some tuitions this year,” he said. “I’m gonna drop details very soon on how u can get in on this. I love u students. #sailingscholars.”

Yachty responded to his critics saying that he is not doing this good deed out of guilt from buyinhg jewelry but out of his love for his fans. “Y’all sound stupid,” he said. “I got criticized for dropping too much on jewelry so for that reason Ima pay some student loans? God I hate the internet.”

Lil Yachty released his debut album “Teenage Emotions” in May to mixed reviews. The project debut at number five on the Billboard 200 album chart after selling 46,000 copies in the first week of released. The Atlanta rapper then penned an open letter to his fans thanking them for their support while noting that he thinks that his brand is bigger than hi music.

I will be pay some tuitions this year… I'm gonna drop details very soon on how u can get in on this. I love u students. #sailingscholars

— king of the teens (@lilyachty) July 10, 2017

Also, I wanna take a few lucky family's back 2 school shopping. All information will be on my site. It's time to give back. #sailingscholars

— king of the teens (@lilyachty) July 10, 2017

Y'all sound stupid. I got criticized for dropping too much on jewelry so for that reason Ima pay some student loans? God I hate the internet https://t.co/z5T621iS3w

— king of the teens (@lilyachty) July 11, 2017


[Chorus]
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I do
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I’m ‘posed to
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I’m ‘posed to
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I want to

[Verse 1]
Thank God I got it, thank God, yeah, nigga, I got it
Thank God, yeah, a nigga ain’t plottin’
Lil Yachty, yeah nigga count broccoli
I be gettin’, not stoppin’
Young nigga gettin’ money, no option
Red beam hit a nigga in traffic
Oh shit, more shit ‘fore I pour my ghost shit
Oh shit, more cham’, I’m pourin’ more shit
Life is fab, but I’m driven, focused
Niggas talk, but I quick reload shit
Make a million, hit ’em with the "oh shit"
Hit him with the oh o-shit
Pull back with the 4-5th
Forfeit make a nigga fo-quit
Everybody come up in the notion
I feel like Gotti
Nigga’s tourin’ and them niggas ain’t ’bout it
I get money and a nigga no option
Nigga talkin’ and the niggas start mobbin’
I feel like Gotti
I be ridin’ with the demons around me
Bugatti to McLaren, ‘Rari
Roll fast, mami, just watch me
I feel like Gotti
Hundred Xans, get to lick off her body
Percocets give me sex in the lobby
Hundred trends, yeah the trends, they watchin’
I feel like Gotti
I can see it, just believe it inside me
I can see it, just believe in and ride me
Hundred trends, see a champion got this

[Chorus]
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I do
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I’m ‘posed to
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I’m ‘posed to
Thank God I got it, thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I want to

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I get it
I don’t know about wifey
Bad bitch right beside me
I get high when I’m writing
We get high in this space ship all night lay with me driving
When she wrong Imma right it
I beat it up like I’m Tyson
I beat it up like I’m Michael
I wanna make a Ms. Jackson
We riding fast in that Aston
The love life not crashin’
Take me to yourself
‘fore a minute swear I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a G, the chopper keep blastin’ it
Chop booty, keep dancing it
Dance club keep laughing it
Head right, live fast in here
Everybody start to gold diggin’
Ball hard, I’m a champion
Ball hard ’til the damage done
Live life ’til the day is done
Ball hard with my number one

[Hook]
Yeah yeah
Champion
I’m I’m a champion

[Beat Switch]

[Refrain]
So long
What you want?
So long
What you want?
So long
What you want?
So long

[Verse 3]
Gettin’ top Kawasaki
Oh yeah call me Papi
Hell they can’t stop me, no way
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the city know it
Everybody talkin’ shit can’t make the hit as they go away
I get the flowest
I get the weed and I float away*
I get that real shit, real shit
Talking like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope cats
Talking like old way
Remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way
‘member the days we used to keep the covers sleep on the floor way
Rain dance, rain dancing
Rich boy, play dazing

[Verse 4]
I can be raw let you ride here
VVS, all these diamonds
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Only think about it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your thoughts beside me
Keeping your thoughts behind me
Yeah we ball, we riding
VVS, all these diamonds
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Only think about it, whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts behind me

[Outro]
Yeah, remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way
Gettin’ top Kawasaki
Oh yeah call me Papi
Hell yea can’t stop me
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the city know it
Everybody talkin’ shit can’t make the hits go away
I get the flowest
I get beating a flow
I get that real shit, real shit
Talking like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope cats
Talking like old way
Remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way


[Verse 1: Grace]
Feelin’ [?] when you’re so low-key
It stresses me out so good
Try to be cool but I’m in my head
Bendin’ to all your rules
I’m cool with your friends
And I turn my head when you wanna talk your shit
Who else is puttin’ up with this?
Fish out of water, gotta get my armor
To swim in yoour element
Lie through my teeth like a good actress
So you’ll never see me sweat
If you caught a bird’s eye of the ones in line
Who want me, you might regret it
Who else is puttin’ up with this?

[Chorus: Grace]
Boys like you with me should know it’s an honor
Know it’s honor
Girls like me, oh we got too much to offer
Too much to offer
Boys like you with me should know it’s an honor
Know it’s honor
Girls like me, oh we got too much to offer
Too much to offer

[Verse 2: Grace]
Maybe I’m bored, like being ignored
Don’t know why I’m in your bed
Why would I wanna put up with the drama?
It’s fun playin’ in your head
Down on your level, I dance in the shadow
I’m so good at this two-steppin’
Who else is puttin’ up with this?
Like a fine wine, you’ll see it in time
What you had up on your tongue
Passin’ on me, don’t know what you leave
Guess I left your tastebuds numb
You got it easy but your taste is cheap
Then you need to clear your palate
I won’t be puttin’ up with this

[Chorus: Grace]
Boys like you with me should know it’s an honor
Know it’s honor
Girls like me, oh we got too much to offer
Too much to offer
Boys like you with me should know it’s an honor
Know it’s honor
Girls like me, oh we got too much to offer
Too much to offer

[Bridge: Grace]
Funny how the best ones are so screwed
Funny how they mess with guys like you
Caught up in the moment, bendin’ rules
Funny how the best ones are so screwed

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Lil Boat!
Please love me
It’s so funny how you expect someone perfect
So funny how people ride waves ’til they’re surf-sick
It’s not mazel tov ’til the shirt’s lit
It’s not a true love ’til mama approves of it
Please don’t go
And then you think to yourself like you’re really goin’ through with it
And givin’ everything until you’re through with it
Love me so, so
You prolly think that I’m losin’ it
‘Cause I would fuck up so easily
Please love me forever
You would listen to my lies and go believe in me
‘Cause honestly you couldn’t think of ever leavin’ me
And that might be a better option, but I needed you
When you needed me
When I was sick in that bed, you had treated me
Don’t let me fade away, away, away
I tried to come back for your love, but you seated me
But I understand your every single reasoning
You always tie it all together like a seasoning
I really screwed up… please come home?

[Chorus: Grace]
Boys like you with me should know it’s an honor
Know it’s honor, baby
Girls like me, oh we got too much to offer
Too much to offer, baby
Boys like you with me should know it’s an honor
You should know it’s honor
You should know
Girls like me, oh we got too much to offer
Too much to offer
Too much

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Please love me forever
It’s DJ Cassidy, the lovely Grace
And yours truly, it’s Lil Yachty
Don’t let me fade away, away, away
Thank you for listening, baby


[Hook]
I want the grizzle
Baby girl I only want your face
4 G’s on my coup, sometimes it feel like out of space
All the problems in the world is right here on my waist
Please do not get in my way or you’ll be on your way
Do you count money or nah?
Do you smoke dope or yeah?
Bitch I’m gon ball
Catch me in mid air
Swish, Swish, swish
Imma ball on you bitch

[Verse 1]
I just found out they hating
My car metalled up, I’m skating
In New York at aces
Al this green I’m races
Bitch I got them faces
Louis Vuitton suitcases
Getting massaged by Asians
I fucked that bitch and she is taken
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Got [?] heater on me I dear you to run up
Like Weezy [?] Imma grind till the sun up
In the car 300 hundred on the dash doing donuts

[Hook]
I want the grizzle
Baby girl I only want your face
4 G’s on my coup, sometimes it feel like out of space
All the problems in the world is right here on my waist
Please do not get in my way or you’ll be on your way
Do you count money or nah?
Do you smoke dope or yeah?
Bitch I’m gon ball
Catch me in mid air
Swish, Swish, swish
Imma ball on you bitch

[Verse 2]
Do you want to fuck me or nah
Answer prolly yeah
Six strippers in my house
Money all in the air
I could tell she want to fuck me cuz she playing all in my hair
And I just ran through a hundred stacks
My nigga it’s just not fair
Remember we young, black, rich nigga gang
Out here ain’t playing
Lil boat, lil tug boat
9 pounds but it still bang bang
And this is still disrespect gang
[?] like I’m Rick James
Finna drink that G [?] red
That shit gon look like a fire flame

[Hook]
I want the grizzle
Baby girl I only want your face
4 G’s on my coup, sometimes it feel like out of space
All the problems in the world is right here on my waist
Please do not get in my way or you’ll be on your way
Do you count money or nah?
Do you smoke dope or yeah?
Bitch I’m gon ball
Catch me in mid air
Swish, Swish, swish
Imma ball on you bitch


Heard you callin’ everyone
Now call ’em back, ’cause I got another one
Heard you was kiddin’, sayin’ I ain’t havin’ none
But that’s okay baby, ’cause now you my son
They like, “Yo, Rem go in again”
My flow cold, her ink froze in the pen
You gotta go, you gotta go, lil hoe
I kick a dead horse till it don’t move
Don’t come around me, now I got the crown, see
I beat you with punches in 48, you Ronda Rousey
The wigs and nose, you a whole clown, B
I better not ever hear you say anything about me
I came from behind bars like a bottle girl
No candy bars, I raise the bar, I’m like a bodybuild
All blue Maserati, sawed-off lil shottie
Put blood in your head, leave your whole damn head red, Lil Yachty
Oh, and if you doubt that, you can catch me outside, bitch, how bout that?
When it’s dark and hell is hot, I’ll DM your ex
Sittin’ here now like, “Who I’ma DM next?”
I handle these bars like a BMX, Grrr
Get at me dog, DMX
And I’m waitin’ for a bitch to talk outta her neck
‘Cause we got pictures, we got videos, and we got texts

Already took a L, now you got another one
I secure the bag, now I got another one
I caught the W, now I got another one
Yo, what’s that shit you be sayin’, Khaled?
(Another one)
Already took a L, now you got another one
I secure the bag, now I got another one
I caught the W, now I got another one
Yo, what’s that shit you be sayin’, Khaled?
(Another one)


[Intro: Lil Yachty]
This ain’t your regular party
This ain’t your regular, no, no
Ear Drummers!
This ain’t your regular party
This ain’t your regular, no
Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

[Chorus: Carly Rae Jepsen]
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
I wanna rock right now
I’m Lil Yachty, now I’m down if you’re down
I’m not the most lyrical kid known
But I’m known to keep the party goin’
‘Cause my team’s the livest, bright as a fly is
King of the teens, I speak to all ages
We in sync while goin’ through all phases
Positivity is what made us famous, well…
So much endurance I shoulda ran track
Song so good, promise it’ll get a plaque
‘Cause it takes two to carry all the big things
It takes two to end up with a shiny ring
‘Cause it takes two to end up with the finer things
If you rush through the film, you might miss the better scenes

[Chorus: Carly Rae Jepsen & Lil Yachty]
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
Hit it!

[Verse 2: Carly Rae Jepsen]
Now look what you made do
You and me, baby it takes two
Bringin’ new moves to the old school
Time for the whole world to enjoy the view
We can go left, they can go right
Save me a dance for the end of the night
When I’m with you, it’s a party
Don’t care where we’re goin’
The crew’s on the floor and
I wanna keep goin’
So let’s keep it goin’
Let’s keep it goin’
And one and two and three and four

[Chorus: Carly Rae Jepsen & Lil Yachty]
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
Hit it!

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Lil Boat!
It takes two to make a thing go right
When you’re way too fly, team about to take flight
I don’t know what you’ve been told
It takes two just like hot and cold
We go hand in hand like the sand and toes
It takes two just like silver and gold
Yeah it takes two like the dice been rolled
Team too clean, we the new dream team
We just wanna dance, we just wanna have fun
Slow down, let it rock until the sun come
Wasn’t much to share but we all had some
‘Cause it takes two comin’ from where I come from

[Chorus: Carly Rae Jepsen]
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight

[Interlude: Lil Yachty]
Aight now
Y’all know Mike WiLL, you know
When I count to three I want you to get busy now
One, two, three, get loose now

[Outro: Carly Rae Jepsen]
It takes two, it takes two, it takes
It takes, it takes two
It takes, it takes two
It takes two, it takes two
It takes two, it takes two
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make a
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
It takes, it takes two
It takes, it takes
It takes two
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight
One and two and three and four
It takes two


Lyrics Uncle Murda – 2016 rap up

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit crazy, niggas want me to talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
f*ck how y’all niggas feel, I’mma talk about it.(2016 rap up)

Niggas in Paris, Kanye, Jay Z
Niggas in paris robbed Kim K, B
Ye mad he ain’t got a call from Jay Z
Jay like niggas get robbed every day, B
J. Cole kicked you while you was down
He knows controversy sells, he got an album out now
“False Prophets”
Damn, Ye, the people don’t trust you
Bush don’t like black people, but you think Donald Trump do
Don’t meet with Donald Trump and talk about us, Ye
You ain’t got the answers just like you told Sway
It’s the truth, I ain’t talking greasy, Ye
Just know them streets still rock with the Yeezys, Ye
But Rihanna ain’t rocking with Travi$
Somebody should’ve told him that she was a savage
He like “pick up the phone, baby, I know you home, baby”
(Stop calling)
It’s a dub, nigga, no more dates
She ain’t pick up the phone ’cause she was creeping with Drake
You was just another dude on the hit list
Even Mad Skillz gotta like how I flip this
f*ck it if he don’t, yeah, I Deebo’d his shit
Heard you last year saying that slick shit
(I heard you)
Took a meeting with 50, deal done in an hour
I’m G-Unit now, you might see me on Power
(50, what up?)
If 50 got beef, I’m involved
We can semi automatic or trey 8 revolve’
Had to dream big, told me get Lil Yatchy wrong
Cam and Jim Jones still got problems
Cam told Angie Jim ain’t from Harlem.

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it.

Man, that Game beef verse Meek Milly
Got my nigga Beanie Sigel knocked out in Philly
Troy Ave at the club on camera letting it clap
Troy got shot, got up, start shooting back
And now Troy Ave fighting a case
Got shot again on Christmas, he can’t get a break
Bobby took 7 so Rowdy could get 7 years
He could’ve took a plea, been home in a year
Ayo, Bobby, we salute you
Desiigner got famous for sounding like Future
Gucci came home, ready for marriage
Drake bought a Ferrari for 21 Savage
Man, I think he did that to get Meek mad
Drake’s still got mainstream on their kneepads
(He winning)
I mean, you see he did a milli in his first week
Jeezy outsold Meek Mill in his first week
J. Cole did half a milli for his first week
Trump need to get killed in office his first week
Yeah, I saw Tiny dancing on Mayweather
For the kids I hope her and T.I. stay together
I watch they show, I like they chemistry
If he cheat Tiny cheat back, but not with the enemy
(not with the force)
Kodak Black fighting the rape charge
I think the nigga did it, nah nah, I’m just playing, y’all
(Kodak innocent).

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it.

Who was on Shade Room? Who was on Baller Alert?
Who was on Akademiks? whose feelings you want me to hurt?
Adrian Broner talk about suicide
Niggas on the Gram is like “hurry up, do it and die”
(Hurry up)
Soulja Boy beefing with Quavo, got locked up
Lucky they ain’t find a Draco
That boy got more beef than a burger
On Instagram he pulled out the purple burner
That’s a good gun to pistol whip Lil Yachty with
Like, that’s for Biggie, that’s what you get for popping shit
(Watch your mouth)
And tell Lil’ Kim I’m mad
For bringing Rich Homie Quan out, making Biggie look bad
He was f*cking up the words to a classic
The way that he dancing niggas think the nigga a faggot
Rest in peace to the greatest, Muhammad Ali
Mister “float like a butterfly, sting like a bee”
Dave Chappelle came back, got 60 mil
Man, rest in peace to Prince, he overdosed on pills
Remember Purple Rain had that vibe
Damn, Tommy from Martin with no job died
LeBron did it for Cleveland and got that ring
Bernard Hopkins got knocked out the f*cking ring
No Durant, Russell Westbrook doing his thing
Durant dickriding Golden State to get a ring
Can’t beat ’em so you join ’em, right?, You a traitor
f*ck cancer, rest in peace to Craig Sager
Future said “f*ck Diddy”, Diddy ain’t give him no Ciroc
He f*cked Scottie Pippen wife in some Gucci flip flops
(Jordan, what up?)
Kobe scored 60 his last game
A.I. got inducted in the hall of fame
Baby still ain’t pay Lil’ Wayne
Told the Breakfast Club put some respek on his name
(All three of y’all)
Young M.A. getting that money
“Ooouuu” hottest record in the country
Mary J. Blige don’t want no more drama
Going through a divorce, her husband tryna’ rob her
(He a bum)
Blac Chyna a Kardashian
She had a baby with Rob Kardashian
(She came up)
Took the baby then left that fat f*ck
Now he on the Gram like “she left me and took her stuff”
(Good for you)
She ain’t love you or like you like that
She use you to get popping and pay Tyga back
(Sucker)
Should’ve peeped that from the beginning
Amber Rose had a TV show, these hoes winning
(They lit)
Khloe still can’t keep her legs shut
If you a rapper or a ball player she’ll let you f*ck
(For real)
Every 6 month she switch ’em up
I wanna put my thumb in Kylie Jenner butt
(Ew)
I’m just playing, but 21 Savage ain’t
He wanna f*ck her, he think Tyga a sucker
(Me too)
Police surrounded Chris Brown crib
Cause some white chick lied about some shit he did
Katt Williams got choked out by a little kid
Michel’le showed that’s what Dr. Dre did
He was looking like a young Ike Turner
He ain’t just beat her ass, he shot at her with the burner
(That’s a nigga with an attitude).

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened?

Police shooting at cars while kids in the back
Man, not even Scarface would’ve did that
(No women or kids)
We catch it on camera and nothing done happened
Cops got killed in Dallas, that needed to happen
(Payback)
Blame the government for that, that’s they fault
Police kill us, get probation in the same court
They give us life then we catch a body
Cause they got the power, yeah, they white like Tommy
America is racist and they ain’t hiding it
Trump won, the KKK is out of retirement
(They out)
You know them crackers don’t like our skin color, they hate us
Rest in peace to 2Pac mother, dear mama
God bless Afeni Shakur
She would’ve liked Kaepernick for kneeling down on the floor
When the national anthem played they don’t respect us
They kill us and lock us up, they don’t serve and protect us
(They don’t)
Trump the new president, what you mad for?
How long y’all thought the president was gon’ be black for?
Barack Obama did his thing
But he was just another puppet on the government string
(I’m just saying)
This year we had a lot of deaths
We lost Shawty Lo and Bankroll Fresh
Phife Dawg and Big Kap passed
Flex said Lil’ Bow Wow music trash
And he said Lil Yachty got that mumble rap
It’s them little kids that pop molly that f*ck with that
Nah, we don’t f*ck with that, culture vultures
New York finally sounding like it’s supposed to
Sounding like Timberlands and Champion hoodies
Salute to Dave East, Don Q, and A-Boogie
Play this for Mad Skillz, he gon’ hate it
Fat Joe and Remy Grammy nominated
Remy and Nicki taking shots at each other too
Rap is a sport, man, that’s what they supposed to do
Yeah, that’s that essence of hip hop
DJ Drewski on Love and Hip Hop
Drake with J. Lo on some Puffy shit
Mariah never heard of J. Lo, that’s some funny shit
Man, I’m off this, enough was said here
Wonder who I’mma throw under the bus next year.(2016 rap up)

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit crazy, niggas want me to talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
f*ck how y’all niggas feel, I’mma talk about ittt.(2016 rap up)
Uncle Murda lyrics
Video up


[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

[Chorus: Carly Rae Jepsen]
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
I wanna rock right now
I’m Lil Yachty, now I’m down if you’re down
I’m not the most lyrical kid known
But I’m known to keep the party goin’
‘Cause my team’s the livest, bright as a fly is
King of the teens, I speak to all ages
We in sync while goin’ through all phases
Positivity is what made us famous, well…

[Chorus: Carly Rae Jepsen]
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight


Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight

I wanna rock right now
I’m Lil Yachty, now I’m down if you’re down
I’m not the most lyrical kid known
But I’m known to keep the party goin’
‘Cause my team’s the livest, bright as a fly is
King of the teens, I speak to all ages
We in sync while goin’ through all phases
Positivity is what made us famous, well…

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight


Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight

I wanna rock right now
I’m Lil Yachty, now I’m down if you’re down
I’m not the most lyrical kid known
But I’m known to keep the party goin’
‘Cause my team’s the livest, bright as a fly is
King of the teens, I speak to all ages
We in sync while goin’ through all phases
Positivity is what made us famous, well…

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight


Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight

I wanna rock right now
I’m Lil Yachty, now I’m down if you’re down
I’m not the most lyrical kid known
But I’m known to keep the party goin’
‘Cause my team’s the livest, bright as a fly is
King of the teens, I speak to all ages
We in sync while goin’ through all phases
Positivity is what made us famous, well…

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two to make it outta sight


Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?

Fo’ sho’ she wanna ride, fo’ sho’ she wanna slide
Fo’ sho’ we gettin’ sauced, fo’ sho’ we gettin’ high
Pull up swaggin’, hop out the wagon
Suckers gonna hate but the ladies wanna brag
What you say? What you say? What you say?
Whole team faded like Jordan with the J
Cradle to the grave, NY to the Bay
Millions in the bank and the hunnids in the safe
Ain’t nothing to a G baby
Foreign sitting low, climb out the V baby
Haan, ain’t nothing to a G baby
Foreign sitting low climb out the V baby

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go

Girl it feels like Saturday, everyday
I’m smoking loud and feeling so high
I’m rolling good through my hood
Getting lit like the 4th of July
(I got that exotic that you probably can’t afford
We be going up like them burger fly gold
We ain’t got no problems ’cause we counting all this cash
Got a lot of head with her metro on the dash)

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?

You should bring your homie, I’ll bring one too
I know you like the spotlight, so let me introduce you
Just me and you parked up at the top looking at the view
So many things that we could do, drive with me and never lose
Do you wanna ride in my foreign, get your red-bottom heels, no Jordans
I know your ex-boyfriend was hella boring
Now we skirting 130, no snoring

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?


[Intro: Quavo]
Yo, yeah, Dat Way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don’t sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, it’s time to go splurge

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
The plug pull up on me anyday
He told me pull up to his mansion alone
And don’t come in with all that gun play

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put the huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Double park, double park, parallel park
Then I pick up that Backwood and spark
So many artist can’t even say where
But they picked up the flow, I don’t know where to start
Shopping cart when I go pick up my narcs
So many animals like Noah’s Arc
Hop on the chart and I pop me a percocet, pour me a fo’ befo’ it can depart
I land in Cali, my plug pull up on me with pints of the Act, I don’t want no Wockhardt
Make your hoe ride along with me
Got unfinished business, got me feeling like Kevin Hart
Back up, that camera pop out when I park
I got that Draco, come out after dark
Niggas going to act like they ’bout that life till you pull up on them, see that it’s not in their heart
This nigga just think he the coolest, a groupie he putting on a act like he shooting a movie
Kicked them with fashion, I’m talking my dab and they thought it was Newton, then you must be stupid
Trick that bitch make her trap for me like Lucy
We got the keys to the street, I gotta use it
Pull up in my mansion, the crib is extended
The bitches, my nigga, I’m feeling like Pookie
Dat Way, dab at the runway
Got me running to the M&M’s, I’m thinking it’s a rat race
Ya main bitch on backpage
I pull up with a ‘Yonce Lemonade
Migos performing up at the Barclays
J’s test the dope, said it was parkay
I been trapping, it’s a long day
We the ones that brought these niggas to the game

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard?
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, it’s time to go splurge

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Dat Way
My bitch is bad and boujee
Calabasas, I was trapping in Coogi
Blue cheese drop a 50 in Gucci
Wipe my red bottoms down like I’m Boosie
Dat Way
We could make a movie like a matinee
In the kitchen with the white like mayonnaise
Pull up on the plug like Dat Way
This for the culture, stay with the bird like a vulture
Play with my niggas, put you on a poster
Dat Way
Maserati matte black, getting head on a good day
When I go get the new Bentley I just wanna flex on my bitch, she a bird
Yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Tunechi

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, It’s time to go splurge

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours


[Intro: Charli XCX]
After the after the party we’re gonna keep it going
We’re gonna rip it up, the neighbours might complain

[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
I think it’s almost 4am but baby I’m still feeling just fine
Ice all up in a plastic cup and I’ma keep on sipping all night, yeah
I might a kissed a thousand lips but maybe that’s just all in my mind
Some people never understand the way we live but we’re living life

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Uh huh, hey, uh huh, Monday to Sunday, it’s never too late
So everyone say, "We don’t wanna stop!"

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
‘Cause after the afterparty, we’re gonna keep it goin’
We’re gonna rip it up, the neighbours might complain
‘Cause after the afterparty, we’re gonna stay ’til mornin’
Then when the time is up, we’ll do it all again
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We’re all in love
We’re all in love

[Verse 2: Charli XCX]
I’m hangin’ on my best friend’s couch and my clothes are all on the floor
I got glitter in my underwear like it was Studio 54, yeah
I can’t remember why I love it, but I need it baby, clap, bring on the encore
Let’s pour another drink, the glasses go *clink*
Yeah, we’re always up for one more

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Uh huh, hey, uh huh, Monday to Sunday, it’s never too late
So everyone say, "We don’t wanna stop!"

[Chorus: Charli XCX + Lil Yatchy]
‘Cause after the afterparty, we’re gonna keep it goin’
We’re gonna rip it up, the neighbors might complain
‘Cause after the afterparty, afterparty
We’re gonna stay ’til mornin’, stay ’til mornin’
Then when the time is up, we’ll do it again, oh yeah

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
The party just ended but I’m not done with you
My folks are out of town, we got a crib with a view
Come over, bring a couple friends, I keep mine with me
Shout out to Whitney, she was so wicked
The party was so crazy, the party was so crazy
Tomorrow I’ll be lazy but I’ll spend it with you baby

[Bridge: Charli XCX]
Monday to Sunday doing it our way
RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday
We’re all in, we’re all in love, yeah
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
And we do it like ice cream for dinner
Bucket of liqueur, we’re getting sicker
Don’t need Ibiza
We’re all in, we’re all in love, yeah
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
And we do it like
Monday to Sunday doing it our way
RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday
We’re all in, we’re all in love, yeah

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
‘Cause after the afterparty, we’re gonna keep it goin’
We’re gonna rip it up, the neighbours might complain
‘Cause after the afterparty, we’re gonna stay ’til mornin’
Then when the time is up, we’ll do it all again
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We’re all in, we’re all in love, yeah

[Outro: Charli XCX]
Monday to Sunday doing it our way
RiRi on replay, cheers to the weekday
We’re all in, we’re all in love, yeah


[Hook: Jose Guapo]
I never cared ’bout no image
All these rappers they gimmicks
All these bitches some bitches
And all these niggas they snitches
I never cared ’bout no image
All these rappers they gimmicks
All these bitches some bitches
And all these niggas they snitches
The money the only reason why I’m in it
Nigga out here tryna dodge a life sentence
Nigga out here tryna dodge all these bullets
The money the only reason why I’m in it
Ya get it?

[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
Ferragamo on my garments that’s just how I’m livin’
In these streets it ain’t safe, I’m out here dodgin’ bullets
Nigga prayin’ am I down (?)
I had to pop a perc just to stay alert
I can’t fuck with none of these niggas cause these niggas shiesty
Nigga plottin’ on the (?) gang, we shootin’ ice
Yeah I’m swervin’ in the foreign that without no licences
I’m with Yachty mix that soda like we fuckin’ vikings
We in LA on some shit that we ain’t ever trap
I’m higher than a motherfucka and I ain’t gotta lie
I might put your hoe on molly and she might just cry
Flyer than a motherfucka, never wore a tie

[Hook: Jose Guapo]
I never cared ’bout no image
All these rappers they gimmicks
All these bitches some bitches
And all these niggas they snitches
I never cared ’bout no image
All these rappers they gimmicks
All these bitches some bitches
And all these niggas they snitches
The money the only reason why I’m in it
Nigga out here tryna dodge a life sentence
Nigga out here tryna dodge all these bullets
The money the only reason why I’m in it
Ya get it?

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I don’t fuck with niggas cause these niggas shiesty
I don’t fuck with bitches cause these bitches pricey
If I was you, I’d be just like you, I wouldn’t like me
Stuntin’ soo damn hard make a pussy nigga wanna fight me, whoa
Guapo and Boat, stay heavy float
Keep every bitch on a scope, if he ain’t know, now he know, yeah
I ain’t talkin’ no disrespect from no nigga not a hoe nigga
Some of my niggas might shoot you out shit, that’s how it goes nigga
I stay on my own, meet not a nigga, I keep it alone
These niggas some clones, broke ass nigga keepin’ with the joans
Don’t call my phone, if you ain’t talkin’ money, speak after the tone
Top dog Al Capone, real diamond stones, oooh

[Hook: Jose Guapo]
I never cared ’bout no image
All these rappers they gimmicks
All these bitches some bitches
And all these niggas they snitches
I never cared ’bout no image
All these rappers they gimmicks
All these bitches some bitches
And all these niggas they snitches
The money the only reason why I’m in it
Nigga out here tryna dodge a life sentence
Nigga out here tryna dodge all these bullets
The money the only reason why I’m in it
Ya get it?


[Intro: Quavo]
Yo, yeah, Dat Way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don’t sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, it’s time to go splurge
[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
The plug pull up on me anyday
He told me pull up to his mansion alone
And don’t come in with all that gun play

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put the huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Double park, double park, parallel park
Then I pick up that Backwood and spark
So many artist can’t even say where
But they picked up the flow, I don’t know where to start
Shopping cart when I go pick up my narcs
So many animals like Noah’s Arc
Hop on the chart and I pop me a percocet, pour me a fo’ befo’ it even depart
I land in Cali, my plug pull up on me with pints of the Act, I don’t want no Wockhardt
Make your hoe ride along with me
Got unfinished business, got me feeling like Kevin Hart
Back up, that camera pop out when I park
I got that Draco, come out after dark
Niggas going to act like they ’bout that life till you pull up on them, see that it’s not in their heart
This nigga just think he the coolest, a groupie he puttin on a act like he shooting a movie
Kicked them with fashion, I’m talking my dab and they thought it was Newton, then you must be stupid
Trick that bitch make her trap for me like Lucy
We got the keys to the street, I gotta use it
Pull up in my mansion, the crib is extended
The bitches, my nigga, I’m feeling like Pookie
Dat Way, dab at the runway
Got me running to the M&M’s, I’m thinking it’s a rat race
Ya main bitch on backpage
I pull up with a ‘Yonce Lemonade
Migos performing up at the Barclays
J’s test the dope, said it was parkay
I been trapping, it’s a long day
We the ones that brought these niggas to the game

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard?
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, it’s time to go splurge

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Dat Way
My bitch is bad and boujee
Calabasas, I was trapping in Coogi
Blue cheese drop a 50 in Gucci
Wipe my red bottoms down like I’m Boosie
Dat Way
We could make a movie like a matinee
In the kitchen with the white like mayonnaise
Pull up on the plug like Dat Way
This for the culture, stay with the bird like a vulture
Play with my niggas, put you on a poster
Dat Way
Maserati matte black, getting head on a good day
When I go get the new Bentley I just wanna flex on my bitch, she a bird
Yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Tunechi

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, It’s time to go splurge

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours


[Intro: Quavo]
Yo, yeah, Dat Way
I mean, you know this not a diss record
I don’t sneak diss
This just for the record, just facts

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, it’s time to go splurge
[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
The plug pull up on me anyday
He told me pull up to his mansion alone
And don’t come in with all that gun play

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put the huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Double park, double park, parallel park
Then I pick up that Backwood and spark
So many artist can’t even say where
But they picked up the flow, I don’t know where to start
Shopping cart when I go pick up my narcs
So many animals like Noah’s Arc
Hop on the chart and I pop me a percocet, pour me a fo’ befo’ it even depart
I land in Cali, my plug pull up on me with pints of the Act, I don’t want no Wockhardt
Make your hoe ride along with me
Got unfinished business, got me feeling like Kevin Hart
Back up, that camera pop out when I park
I got that Draco, come out after dark
Niggas going to act like they ’bout that life till you pull up on them, see that it’s not in their heart
This nigga just think he the coolest, a groupie he puttin on a act like he shooting a movie
Kicked them with fashion, I’m talking my dab and they thought it was Newton, then you must be stupid
Trick that bitch make her trap for me like Lucy
We got the keys to the street, I gotta use it
Pull up in my mansion, the crib is extended
The bitches, my nigga, I’m feeling like Pookie
Dat Way, dab at the runway
Got me running to the M&M’s, I’m thinking it’s a rat race
Ya main bitch on backpage
I pull up with a ‘Yonce Lemonade
Migos performing up at the Barclays
J’s test the dope, said it was parkay
I been trapping, it’s a long day
We the ones that brought these niggas to the game

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard?
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, it’s time to go splurge

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artists be taking my swag
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Dat Way
My bitch is bad and boujee
Calabasas, I was trapping in Coogi
Blue cheese drop a 50 in Gucci
Wipe my red bottoms down like I’m Boosie
Dat Way
We could make a movie like a matinee
In the kitchen with the white like mayonnaise
Pull up on the plug like Dat Way
This for the culture, stay with the bird like a vulture
Play with my niggas, put you on a poster
Dat Way
Maserati matte black, getting head on a good day
When I go get the new Bentley I just wanna flex on my bitch, she a bird
Yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Tunechi

[Pre-Hook: Quavo]
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You niggas ain’t heard, you niggas ain’t heard
Lil Yachty brought back us some milli’s
It’s time to go splurge, It’s time to go splurge

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Bridge: Quavo]
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours

[Hook: Quavo]
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Pick up the phone and call Kanye
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Told him put The Huncho on the runway
Uh, yeah, Dat Way
Your artist be taking my swag
Your artist be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours