href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/trentfitzgerald/” rel=”author”>Trent FitzgeraldPublished: November 18, 2022Vivien Killilea/Getty Images

Saweetie is back and she's got something to say to her ex-boyfriends who like to kiss and tell.

On Friday (Nov. 18), Saweetie dropped her new single, "Don't Say Nothin'," from her just-released album, The Single Life. Produced by 1500 or Nothin, the bass-heavy, bouncy track features the Bay Area rapper blasting a big-mouth ex.

"That's what I get for kissin' on these frogs/He got mad and told my business to the blogs/Nigga, pause, I'm appalled, need to chill out," she raps on the song, adding, "Said he was a boss but he talkin' like a groupie/I knew he wasn't ready for this pretty bitch coochie."

Rumor has it that the "ICY" rhymer is addressing her former boyfriend Quavo and rumored lover Lil Baby on the song. To bring you up to speed, after Quavo and Saweetie broke up last year, there were rumors the "My Type" rapper and Lil Baby were dating after the My Turn rapper reportedly took her on a $100,000 shopping spree.

Quavo appeared to respond to the rumor with the Instagram Story post, "Ain't trippin we can swap it out!" Subsquently, Lil Baby may have referenced Qua and Saweetie on the It's Only Me tracks "Stand on It and "Not Finished."

In the end, Saweetie is taking no shorts and wants men to be quiet and stop being chatty patties.

Check Out the Song and Lyrics to Saweetie's New Single "Don't Say Nothin'" Below

INTRO (Saweetie):

Hello
Nothin', what's up?
Look at Twitter, for what?
What the fuck? (Say a thing)
These fuckin' big mouth-ass blogs
And big mouth-ass niggas, shut the fuck up (1500 or Nothin)

CHORUS (Saweetie):

Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (Shh)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin'
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf (In his mouf)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin'

VERSE 1 (Saweetie):

Why niggas always speakin' on who I'm fuckin' on?
He must've got excited when I FaceTimed with nothin' on
Them same lips that's yappin' be the ones I nutted on
A hunnid K, please, know how much paper I be touchin' on?
That's light, better check my net worth
Post a pic' in his sweatshirt, I bet it have my ex hurt
That's what I get for kissin' on these frogs
He got mad and told my business to the blogs
Nigga, pause, I'm appalled, need to chill out
Yeah, I pull up, then I bust, then I peel out
Said he was a boss but he talkin' like a groupie
I knew he wasn't ready for this pretty bitch coochie (Don't you say a thing)

CHORUS:
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (Shh)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Thing)
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf (In his mouf)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf (Thing)
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)

VERSE 2 (Saweetie):

Don't make me refund the dick
Send his ass back 'cause he came too quick
That shit wasn't bussin', I knew I shouldn't've fucked him
Something told me not to trust this nigga
Now my business in the streets, I should punch this nigga
That shit wasn't bussin', I knew I shouldn't've fucked him (Don't you say a thing)
But his vibe was so moist
Told him I wanna fuck him in a Rolls Royce
Sent over a car, I had no choice
Got to his estate and them gates opened up
Licked around my waist and my legs opened up
Can't lie, I was stuck for a second, he was givin' me that pressure
Like, this nigga might be special, he was doin' all the extras
I was lovin' how he thuggin', yeah, he pumpin' and he pumpin'
Aw, shit, this nigga cummin', yikes (Don't you say a thing)

CHORUS:

Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (Shh)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Thing)
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf (In his mouf)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf (Thing)
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (Shh)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Thing)
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf (In his mouf)
I'ma put this pussy in his mouf (Thing)
Don't you tell nobody we fuckin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)

OUTRO (Saweetie):
Don't say nothin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)
Don't say nothin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (Don't you say a thing)
Don't you say a, say a thing
Don't say nothin' (That's right)
Shut yo' mouf, nigga, don't say nothin' (That's right)

See Questionable Lyrics That Got Rappers in TroubleFiled Under: SaweetieCategories: Music, New Music, News


href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/trentfitzgerald/” rel=”author”>Trent FitzgeraldPublished: November 4, 2022champagnepapi/Instagram

Drake and 21 Savage's new project Her Loss is arguably the most controversial and talked about album of 2022.

On Friday (Nov. 4), Drake and 21 Savage dropped their delayed album, Her Loss, which boasts 16 songs and a couple of surprise appearances from Travis Scott on "Rich Flex" and Birdman on "Middle of the Ocean." On the latter song, the Cash Money CEO appears on the outro delivering that boss talks like, "We up and we livin' like that, boy/Fresh fly fish like, you understand me, like, real G shit/You hear me? A neighborhood superstar."

But Drake is the standout on "Middle of the Ocean." Produced by Oz, Noel Cadastre, Nik D, Sucuki and Lo, the OVO Sound leader spits boastful bars and flossy punchlines for five minutes straight. The 6 God even name-drops billionaires he hobnobs with like New England Patriots owner Robert Kraft. "Robert Kraft sent the jet for us, that shit was patriotic," he raps.

Elsewhere, Drake delivers a diss to husband Alexis Ohanian, the husband of retired tennis legend Serena Williams

“Sidebar Serena your husband is a groupie, he claim we don’t got a problem but no boo it is like you comin’ for sushi. We might pop up on ’em at will like Suzuki," he raps. "The fuck would y’all really do without me? For your birthday, your man got a table at Hibachi/Last time I ate there, Wayne was doin' numbers off the cup like Yahtzee."

Back in 2015, there were reports of Drizzy dating Serena and at one point rumors spread that they were engaged.

Drake being petty and talking that fly shit on "Middle of the Ocean" make for an interesting listen.

Check Out the Lyrics and Listen to Drake and 21 Savage's "Middle of the Ocean" Below

INTRO (Drake)"

Yeah
I'm in the Missoni room at the Byblos/
The boat was rockin' too much on some Aaliyah shit/
For real
We goin' from the Vava to Cinq on Cinq, then back to the Vava/
If you know, you know, baby, I don't, I don't know what to tell you/
Yeah
Ayy

VERSE 1 (Drake):
Look
Long way from sentimental
Meet Thomazzo and Ernesto
Short rigatoni with the pesto
These verses are my manifesto
Hallways got an echo
Me and Smigs on the loose in the city, you know how the rest go
Casual sex, I'm like, "Fuck a dress code"
The first martini is an espresso
Chill shot glasses with prosecco
Niggas so ignorant in our hood, they be like, "Why thе fuck you makin' techno?"
I'm worldwide and this is just another cargo jеt flow, I had to let go
Life insurance policies, you niggas 'bout to need the gecko
I got some meaner threats, though
Me, Spider-Man, and Leonardo, I'm back tomorrow
I had the chopper to a wedding out in Monaco or Monte Carlo
I'm losin' track of where we all go
I wouldn't trade my life for none of y'alls, it's an embargo
Fifty-nine bags on the 767, this is heavy cargo
Yeah
Fifty-nine bags on the—, ayy

VERSE 2 (Drake):

Swedish jail cell smellin' like some Carby Musk
For your birthday, your boyfriend got a party bus
Bottle signs, club lines, should've come with us
We left that shit in '09 when we was comin' up
I mean, these just my suggestions of course
I'm ridin' here fresh off divorce
And I'm tryna look in her eyes, maybe express my remorse
If she want a rebound with me, I'm down to go get her some boards
I'm here for the moral support
Whippin' the Vespa off of six tequilas
Big Benjamins like the Pittsburgh Steelers
Drake, you got it
Robert Kraft sent the jet for us, that shit was patriotic
You would think we live in Baltimore, the way they ravin' 'bout the latest product
Teachin' niggas how to mind they business, and my latest stuff
Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough
That's why I'm in Hyde Park buyin' like half of Harrods
You niggas are too concerned with makin' sure y'all outfits gon' match in Paris
If we don't like you, you payin' tax and tariffs
Come to the 6 and I'm like the actin' sheriff, deputy
First got to America, niggas wouldn't check for me
No chance the kid'll make it here like vasectomy
They underestimated my trajectory
But now they gotta pay that shit direct to me
I send the label bills, bills, bills like the other two women standing next to Bey, that shit was just—
Independent women is lovin' the new appearance
Matter of time before I go net a Bey like a Paris
Like, "Honey, you gotta know that I never wore Mike Amiris or never hopped in a Urus"
I got my head in the clouds, I'm serious
The lyrics begin to reveal themselves over time periods
Promise you'll get that shit when the sky clears
This shit designed for divine ears
My favorite two words from you white boys is, "Sign here"
And then comes the sound of glass clinkin' from a wine cheers
Swear I'm pocket checkin' y'all for five years
And then we 'bout to kick this shit in high gear
Eight karats like vegetarians, nigga, the earrings are droopy
Contract Lord of the Rings, think it's a script for the movie
Shout out TVGUCCI, my cousin is spooky
I swear you don't even mean what y'all say like y'all dubbin' a movie
Sidebar, Serena, your husband a groupie
He claim we don't got a problem but
No, boo, it is like you comin' for sushi
We might pop up on 'em at will like Suzuki
Kawasaki, sushi, saké, the money grow on trees like shiitake
They tried to get spicy with me, so I wonder how they gon' stop me
I'm really on a roll like hamachi
The fuck would y'all really do without me?
For your birthday, your man got a table at Hibachi
Last time I ate there, Wayne was doin' numbers off the cup like Yahtzee
And Paris Hilton was steady duckin' the paparazzi
Quavo might've sent me a song that he called "Versace"
I really can't remember it properly
All I know is that God got me, I'm sittin' on large properties
Treat me like a newborn, Lucian not droppin' me
I'm goin' Pink Floyd, you niggas cannot rock with me
She could be givin' me head and somehow you not toppin' me
Niggas see the 6ix God pass, they high-fivin' me
Need to be high-sixin' me
Swear niggas highkey sick of me
They wifey on my head 'cause I vibe differently
Feel like an AMBER Alert the way that I can take her to the mall and she find Tiffany
I'm like a cup holder the way that these dimes stick to me
They should've been in the fountain based on what y'all wishin' me

OUTRO (Birdman):

Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
Million-dollar spot (Brr, brr)
That's how motherfuckers in CMB play it
Middle of the ocean (Blatt)
Just like that (Shine, shine)
All dark fresh green water
Land that thing
With 'bout a hundred hoes
We up and we livin' like that, boy
Fresh fly fish like, you understand me, like, real G shit
You hear me? A neighborhood superstar
It's bigger than anything
You know, we start from the bottom, then we come to the top
Get to the top and we stay up there
You hear me? (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball)
We look down and we'll be down, but we stayin' up
And we rise up, we stay on 'em, you heard me? (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball)
Big Florida water, big water ocean
On that type of time
You understand me?
Rich nigga, rich life, you understand me?
Come from the bottom, but we come from the bottom (Rich life)
But we understand the bottom 'cause we come from it
And we live with it (You understand?)
Go to our grave 'bout this here, boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

See 52 of the Most Controversial Hip-Hop Album Covers Since 2 Live Crew’s As Nasty As They Wanna BeWhich rapper has the most controversial album cover?Filed Under: 21 Savage, DrakeCategories: News


href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/cvernoncoleman/” rel=”author”>C. Vernon Coleman IIPublished: November 4, 2022Drake/YouTube

Drake and 21 Savage's new Her Loss album is here and it has the whole internet talking.

On Friday (Nov. 4), after a week delay, the dynamic duo put out their highly anticipated joint LP, Her Loss, which features 16 songs including a sole guest appearance from Travis Scott. One of the songs that is initially getting a lot of feedback is the track "Circo Loco." Produced by Boi-1da and Tay Keith, the banger features progressing chords and booming bass, and finds Aubrey and the Slaughter King talking boss talk.

There are some lines in particular that have people talking. On the song, Drake and 21 Savage have one verse each, and Drake seems to address making amends with Kanye West for their Free Larry Hoover benefit concert performance in Chicago, which he claims in the song was only done to appease Rap-A-Lot's J Prince.

Elsewhere on the track, Drake appears to subliminally address the Megan Thee Stallion shooting in which Tory Lanez is accused of pulling the trigger. Drake infers in a roundabout way that the Houston rapper may be lying about the incident.

Take a look below at the lyrics and listen to "Circo Loco."

Check Out the Lyrics to Drake and 21 Savage's "Circo Loco" Below

INTRO
One more

VERSE 1 (Drake):
I been blowing through the money like it grow on trees
I been fucking on a French bitch, c'est la vie
I just put ’em on a jet, now they all Italian
Way I'm dressing, ’til I been to a thousand islands
This bitch lie 'bout getting shots, but she still a stallion
She don't even get the joke, but she still smiling
Every night late night like I'm Jimmy Fallon
Crod' shoot from anywhere like he Ray Allen
Crodie, turn me up
Crodie, turn me up
Crodie, turn me up
Got a fur on in Tampa got me burning up
Shorty say she graduated, she ain't learn еnough
Play your album track one, 'kay, I heard enough
Girl, thе driver downstairs, better hurry up
Savage got a new stick, he wanna dirt it up
Touchdown in N.Y., turn the Mercer up
Ayy, Bottega shades with the grey tints
Introduce me to a nigga, yeah, it make sense
Gotta put her on the team, got a great bench
Linking with the opps, bitch, I did that shit for J Prince
Bitch, I did it for the Mob Ties
Feel like seventeen, two percs, frog eyes
And I never been the one to go apologize
Me, I'd rather hit 'em up one more time
Aye, known a girl for six months, dinner up at my place
But I got these diamonds on my neck so it's a blind date
All my niggas on the roads raising up the crime rate
Your name not ringing out here, it's on vibrate
And she took a skull now shorty gotta hydrate
And he did some dirt now my crodie gotta migrate
Prolly won't see him for some years, when I do though
Turn me up
Crodie, turn me up
Crodie, turn me up
Aye, Crodie, turn me
Aye, yeah, what? Crodie, turn me

VERSE 2 (21 Savage):
21, in a droptop Benz like it's ’03
21, had the shooters ain't down from the nosebleeds
21, gotta get this passport, keep my nose clean
Bitch tried to burn me up
Keep a man on tuck (Yeah)
I'a never slip (Never)
SF90 rims red like a poker chip (Pussy)
Rich as hell, still hood, in the stroker's ville (Pussy)
Pink slip in the glove for the ownership (21)
Limping with the .30 on like a broke hip (21)
Red flag giving blood on some doner shit (On God)
All the opps get a bullet on some Oprah shit
Went from Angel Town estates to a bigger state
Prolly woulda had a zombie on me if I woulda stayed (21)
Still a caught a case if I woulda stayed (Facts)
I been thugging all my life, that's just how I play it (Facts)
Still posted in the A' where niggas feel me
Still gotta see the Gunners on Premier League (21)
Still gotta keep a gun that's always near me
And I'm down to hit 'em up

OUTRO (Drake):
One more time, hit my line, you know that head was great
Oh, yeah, alright, don't do romancing
One more time, you gotta run the face
Oh, yeah, alright
One more time

See Hip-Hop Album Titles You Always Wondered the Meanings of DefinedFiled Under: 21 Savage, Bangers, DrakeCategories: News


href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/cvernoncoleman/” rel=”author”>C. Vernon Coleman IIPublished: October 28, 2022Ice Spice

Ice Spice's name and hit single "Munch (Feelin' U)" have been inescapable over the last two months. The neophyte Bronx, N.Y. rapper strikes while the iron is hot with her follow-up track "Bikini Bottom" on Friday (Oct. 28).

On the new track, Ice Spice taps in with Riot, the same beat maker behind her breakout song, who hooks her up with another fast-paced drill instrumental with punchy hi-hats and rumbling bass. The gregarious ginger rides the track with boastful bars.

Ice Spice has garnered lots of supporters and naysayers over the last couple of months. She is looking to raise her stock following backlash for recent lackluster live performances on multiple occasions.

Check Out the Lyrics to Ice Spice's New "Bikini Bottom" Single Below

INTRO
(Stop playin' with 'em, Riot)

CHORUS
How can I lose if I'm already chose? Like
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn
If the party not lit, then I'd rather not go (Why would I go?)
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

VERSE 1
Bitches down bad, they be on my ass (On my ass)
I can hear you hatin' from the back (The back)
Balenciaga baddie, got a bag (A bag)
Nigga munchin', ate it from the back (The back)
Nigga fienin', gotta play it cool (Huh?)
Got the jatty, I'ma make it move (Goddamn)
Breakin' records, and I'm breakin' news
Bitches be pressed, like, 'Who you?' (Grrah)
I get whatever I like, bitches won't bark, but they wanna bite
I got two milli' for usin' a mic, bitch (Bitch)
Think about that when you type (That when you type, haha)
She wanna party with Spice (Party with Spice)
And the body gon' eat, bon appétit
Ass so fat with the waist on sleek (Yeah)
Ginger hair, pretty, calm, beat (Grrah)

CHORUS
How can I lose if I'm already chose? Like
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn
If the party not lit, then I'd rather not go (Why would I go?)
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

VERSE 2
Look in the mirror, I'm feelin' me (Feelin' me)
Stackin' money where the ceilin' be (Ceilin' be)
Twenty to stand on a couch (Couch)
When out of town, fuck if they feelin' me (Feelin' me)
He like the way that I dress (Yes)
Throw on Balenci' to flex (Grrah)
Like MiMi, I got 'em obsessed (Obsessed)
Them bitches see me as a threat, yes
The baddest in the room (Baddest in the room)
So tell 'em to make room
Diamonds glisten on my boob (Boob)
They gon' listen to my tune (Tune)
Flow the nicest, but I'm rude (Rude)
I like niggas, bitches too (Bitches too)
Ayo, baddie, what it do? (What it do?)
Ayo, Maddie, what it do? (Ha)

CHORUS
How can I lose if I'm already chose? Like
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn
If the party not lit, then I'd rather not go (Why would I go?)
If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze
And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

See a History of Banned Hip-Hop Songs From Your Favorite RappersFiled Under: Bangers, Ice SpiceCategories: Music, New Music, News


href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/cvernoncoleman/” rel=”author”>C. Vernon Coleman IIPublished: October 21, 2022Mike WIll Made It via YouTube

YoungBoy Never Broke Again refuses to slow down in 2022, releasing his latest project, the DJ Drama-hosted mixtape Ma' I Got a Family, on Friday (Oct. 21). On his sixth project released on streaming services this year, NBA YoungBoy tapped Nicki Minaj on the new track "I Admit."

The new track is produced by Yung Lan and features YB and Nicki making a gangsta love song over rumbling bass and a smooth acoustic melody. This is the duo's second time collaborating on wax. In 2018, YB released a song titled "Nicki Minaj." Two years later, they would actually collaborate on the Mike WiLL Made-It track "What That Speed Bout!?"

Nicki Minaj appears to be prepping album five, following the release of her Billboard-topping single "Super Freaky Girl" in August. Since then, she's released the "Super Freaky Girl (Queen Mix)," collaborated with Bleu on the track "Love in the Way" and was on the "Likkle Miss (The Fine Nine Remix)."

YB, on the other hand, hasn't stopped putting out music all year, beginning with the mixtape Colors in January. Just two weeks ago, he released the new mixtape 3800 Degrees. He recently teased delivering 10 projects before the end of 2022.

Check out the Lyrics to YoungBoy Never Broke Again's Nicki Minaj-Assisted Track "I Admit" Below

CHORUS (YoungBoy Never Broke Again):

Girl don't care 'bout who you fuck, she know I'm a gangster
I flash out bad, don't care who I hit, now, girl bring yo' ass here
You all mine, don't you let 'em get in your mind, baby (Ooh)
I miss you, got that, Ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
And I like the way you do, ooh (You do, ooh)
And is you finna step? Oh, only if you knew
Come make sure you spend some time at mine
Babygirl, you know I'm slime

VERSE 1 (YoungBoy Never Broke Again):

To me, that's just solid
You want my heart and you got it (Oh, na, na)
It never gon' matter will they trust me
Wish you standin' on side of me
She know I'm gang-bangin' violent
And know I got plеnty bodies
Run to the stage, YoungBoy in thе buildin'
Got the backend, tryna turn up this shit
Hit a walk straight, I ain't got no limp
Stand ten, it don't matter how hard it get
I'ma buy both, ain't no hardest pick
Tryin' hard for to slump, I'm gon' need no attempt
Steady keepin' my head, I'm on top of the rim
I been breathin' and dyin', she want me to live, yeah
She know I put this money aside and put it on (Woah-oh)
I would hate to see you run, I want you here with me now
And that was for the go

CHORUS (YoungBoy Never Broke Again):

Girl don't care 'bout who you fuck, she know I'm a gangster
I flash out bad, don't care who I hit, now, girl bring yo' ass here
You all mine, don't you let 'em get in your mind, baby (Ooh)
I miss you, got that, Ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
And I like the way you do, ooh (You do, ooh)
And is you finna step? Oh, only if you knew
Come make sure you spend some time at mine
Babygirl, you know I'm slime

VERSE 2 (Nicki Minaj):

I know you slime, I know you ain't lackin', you violent
Them niggas ran down on yo' homie, now, you slidin'
If I don't pick up when you call, you gon' be wildin'
But, I just pray you make it home
Ayy, yo, and we still on that get-back
Poppin' chains, don't give shit back
Backshots get that grip back
Go down with yo' lick back
Real niggas don't play with a bad bitch, ain't finna risk that
Soon as I give into him, he finna get my name on his next tat'
Go against [?] in a suicide letter
Bitch wanna kill theyself and I let her
Soon as he say it's go-time, I get her
Told that bitch, 'Bow down,' when I met her
You a amateur hoe I'm in the league
Point-guard tongue out, look at the speed
I don't lick the rim on shots I all-net her
Jump-shot wetter, NBA better

CHORUS (YoungBoy Never Broke Again):

Girl don't care 'bout who you fuck, she know I'm a gangster
I flash out bad, don't care who I hit, now, girl bring yo' ass here
You all mine, don't you let 'em get in your mind, baby (Ooh)
I miss you, got that, Ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
And I like the way you do, ooh (You do, ooh)
And is you finna step? Oh, only if you knew
Come make sure you spend some time at mine
Babygirl, you know I'm slime

See the Biggest Discographies in Hip-HopFiled Under: Bangers, Nicki Minaj, YoungBoy Never Broke AgainCategories: Music, New Music, News


href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/cvernoncoleman/” rel=”author”>C. Vernon Coleman IIPublished: October 14, 2022Paras Griffin/Getty Images

Lil Baby's long-awaited new album, It's Only Me, has finally touched down, and the new LP from one of hip-hop's biggest stars features "Never Hating," his highly anticipated new track with Young Thug.

Lil Baby first teased the Wheezy Outta Here, SirFredo and Ele Beatz-produced track over the summer in a video shared on social media. Ever since, fans have been waiting on the song, which finds both rappers flexing about their status over a booming trap instrumental.

Lil Baby It’s Only Me albumQuality Control Music/UMG Recordingsloading…

The latest collab from the Atlanta rappers follows them connecting on the tracks "Paid the Fine," from 2021's YSL compilation, Slime Language 2 ,and "We Should," from Baby's previous album, My Turn, in 2020.

On Monday (Oct. 10), Thugger jokingly threatened Lil Baby on Twitter, posting,  "Wham if you don’t drop in 3 days we ain’t bruddas 🍼."

Young Thug has been in jail since he was arrested for a huge RICO case in Atlanta in May. Also, YSL is accused of being a street gang responsible for several violent crimes.

Check Out the Lyrics to Lil Baby's New Track "Never Hating" Featuring Young Thug Below

VERSE 1 (Lil Baby):

Fresh like the first day of school on the weekend
I put that shit on today for no reason
Got something to smile ’bout I fixed up my teeth
Straight from the lot call up Herm get it geeked up
A thousand horse power my car gotta keep up
Act like I'm slow all the time but I peep stuff
What kid of guy let a bitch keep the beef up?
I let ’em live for a while now the lease up
Nail and a hammer I done built it from the ground up
Brodie said he working but the brick done went and down some
They handled the business I do not go around them
You can get 100 if you want ’em we got pound spots
I'm the one that's really having motion what they talmbout?
Cars I done did that, chains I don't need no mo'
So many clothes starting to feel like a hobo
Every milestone, tryna buy me a new home
Potholes keep on fuckin' up the Forgi's, take the rims off
The way she twist, she suck it like she tryna take the skin off
Bro ’nem in a striker, but it’s good, we swapped the VINS out
Don't bark up this tree, I make the chopper knock his limb off
Thousand dollar after every road, that’s what they hittin' for
All I do is fuck her, I done turned her to a nympho
F.N.'s, Black Outs, G 5s, G4s
Trippin' for the family, I don’t play about my kinfolk

CHORUS (Lil Baby):

I took the guys to L.A. for a business meeting
God watch my friends I can handle my enemies
Fuck I look like having smoke with my min-mes?
Niggas gotta be joking, you kidding' me?
Y'all real kids been small-time ballin', now it's real big
I was standing in the bleachers on some cheerin' shit
Never been a hater I don't care enough
This shit ain't gone stop until they bury us

VERSE 2 (Young Thug):

Fresh off the jet, I end up in the projects
See somethin' I like, no police, I'ma cop it
Don’t follow my page, I post racks every day
For these niggas and bitches that's countin' my pockets
Ooh, hurdle this bitch in Huaraches
Lambo', Ferrari, Bentleys, I got options
I took the private jet out to Nevada
4PF said they got smoke like a rasta
Trenches with me, something seem suspicious, something seeming fishy
I'm four pockets full and look like biscuits
Overprice us and we uppin', uppin'
Foh! Foh! Foh! This sound sound delicious
You can use the dishes in the kitchen cooking
Woop woop litty can't abort the mission
Bitch I got addictions don't do photo pictures
Keep it low and with me

CHORUS (Lil Baby):

I took the guys to L.A. for a business meeting
God watch my friends I can handle my enemies
Fuck I look like having smoke with my min-mes?
Niggas gotta be joking, you kidding' me?
Y'all real kids been small-time ballin', now it's real big
I was standing in the bleachers on some cheerin' shit
Never been a hater I don't care enough
This shit ain't gone stop until they bury us

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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.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: April 16, 2021Danny Rojas

In late February, LPB Poody unleashed the JBFlyBoi-produced "Batman." The Orlando, Fla. native shows off his punchlines with clever bars over jumpy 808s. Since the new joint was released on Feb. 12, the 20-year-old rapper has clearly delivered a TikTok smash with more than 2 million video creations being made with "Batman" as the background music.

But the track isn't just famous on the video-sharing app. "Batman" has also secured more than 19 million streams on Spotify alone and has become Poody's second-biggest record since 2019's "Address It."

Check out LPB Poody's lyrics for "Batman" below.

INTRO
(WeMakeBangerz)
(JBFlyBoi)
Aye, look (Oh, baby)

CHORUS
No, I can't be your Batman ’cause I be robbin' (I be robbin')
I don't want no lap dance, bitch, give me noggin (Bitch, give me noggin)
Why you laughing and playing? Ho, get from ’round me (Ho, get from ’round me)
You know I am the man, Mr. Miyagi (Mr. Miyagi)
Yeah, I got hoes from Japan, they call me papi (Across the countries)
I beat that pussy so good and leave it throbbing (Leave it, uh)
’Cause I be slangin' this wood, they wanna chop it (I swear)
No, I can't cuff on lil' shawty, don't do no coppin' (Come on)

VERSE 1
You'll think it's 808 the way this beat knocking
Florida boy shit, when they hear it, they go to boppin' (Aye)
She a lunch lady ’cause the joe she give is sloppy (I swear)
Stuffin' dick all in her ribs and she keep begging me to stop it (Yeah, yeah, aye)
They waiting for my mixtape, they telling me to drop it
But I gotta get my shit straight before I drop it
I be cuttin' up, might pull the plug right out the socket (Right out the socket)
I cut ’em like some paper with these scissors then I rock it (Then I rock it)
Now I got the key to the city, so I'ma lock it (So I'ma lock it)
You stressed out, you just worry ’bout how I got it (How I got it)
I keep hunnids and 50s all in my profit (All in my profit)
My life a movie, it's sad you gotta watch it (You gotta watch it)
Reach inside my pants and pull these bands out my pocket (Yeah)
I'ma make a mess in the city, they gotta mop it
Automatic stick come with titties, ain't gotta cock it
Glock got a dick, see a pussy and I'ma pop it (Aye, yeah)

CHORUS
No, I can't be your Batman ’cause I be robbin' (’Cause I be robbin')
I don't want no lap dance, bitch, give me noggin (Bitch, give me noggin)
Why you laughing and playing? Ho, get from ’round me (Ho, get from ’round me)
You know I am the man, Mr. Miyagi (Mr. Mi-what?)
Yeah, I got hoes from Japan, they call me papi (Across the countries)
I beat that pussy so good and leave it throbbing (Leave it, uh)
’Cause I be slangin' this wood, they wanna chop it (I swear)
No, I can't cuff on lil' shawty, don't do no coppin' (Aye, look)

VERSE 2
She gon' keep her hands in my pants ’cause she a freak (Say what?)
I told her that I'm celibate, ain't fuck in ’bout a week (I lied)
Sike, bitch, I lied, you can ride me to this beat (To this beat)
I hit her in a Benz, we fuckin' all in the street (All in the street)
She told me to recline, so I had to let back the seat (Let back the seat)
Pull out and she sucked it, I nut all over her mink (All over her, uh)
It's gon' be so hard to see when she open and blink
Like Halloween, I just tricked her outta her treat

CHORUS
No, I can't be your Batman ’cause I be robbin' (’Cause I be robbin')
I don't want no lap dance, bitch, give me noggin (Bitch, give me noggin)
Why you laughing and playing? Ho, get from ’round me (Ho, get from ’round me)
You know I am the man, Mr. Miyagi (Mr. Mi-what?)
Yeah, I got hoes from Japan, they call me papi (They call me)
I beat that pussy so good and leave it throbbing (And leave it, uh)
’Cause I be slangin' this wood, they wanna chop it (Talkin' ’bout, uh)
No, I can't cuff on lil' shawty, don't do no coppin' (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

Watch LPB Poody's video for "Batman" below as well.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: April 14, 2021XXL

What's better than one 2020 XXL Freshman? Two. Rod Wave's Polo G-assisted track "Richer" is a standout from his SoulFly album, released last month. The Flynn Cranston and PlutoBrazy-constructed track rides on guitar-laden production with a heavy bass drum and mid-tempo 808s. The soft string instrumentals meshed with the rugged trap beat supports the two rappers' melodic bars.

In the "Heart on Ice" rhymer's typical fashion, Rod offers emotional crooning on the three-minute track, in which he and Polo look back on their respective journeys to stardom and celebrate where they are now.

"Richer" arrived as part of the Interscope Records signee's second studio album, SoulFly, which dropped on March 26 and landed at No. 1 on the Billboard 200 chart on April 4. The track saw its own success, debuting at No. 22 on the Hot 100 chart the same day the effort topped the 200 chart.

Check out the lyrics to Rod Wave's "Richer" featuring Polo G below.

INTRO: Rod Wave
The lotta fight I've been in
Ooh, ooh, mmm (Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy)

VERSE 1: Rod Wave
Niggas ain't gettin' no money, tell ’em quit that cappin' (Mmm)
Niggas ain't gettin' no money, tell ’em quit that cappin' (Mmm, yeah)
In this bitch relaxin', you ain't even did your taxes (Yeah)
We went triple platinum, Ion't wanna hear no naggin'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, made it happen, uh, uh
Youngin' out that bottom, but he made it happen (Yeah)
I don't wanna make new friends, point me to my ends
Who he think he is in that brand new Benz?
They should've knew I was comin'
Since a lil' youngin', I knew I would get me somе money (Skrrt)
Know I turned nothing to something, I look at your cousin (Grr)
Thе youngin', 6 million and runnin'
And I promise to keep it one hunnid, keep it one hunnid
You see me grindin' and hustlin'
So, you got to respect me, fuck you, give me my check, please

PRE-CHORUS: Rod Wave
Youngin' chasin' dreams, reachin' for the stars (What else?)
Be all you can be, eat or you gon' starve (What else?)
A youngin' out that bottom, but he beat the odds (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I had it hard (Yeah, yeah)

CHORUS: Rod Wave and Polo G
But now I'm richer than I've ever been (What else?)
I'm richer than I've ever been (Yeah)
I'm richer than I've ever been
I'm richer than I've ever been (Ever been)
He richer than he ever been (Oh, oh, oh)

VERSE 2: Polo G
I'm richer than ever, whippin' a Tesla, cars, hoes, et cetera
Hit him with pressure, my niggas won't let up
Tell them niggas to catch up, oh
Wake up, got a million in diamonds that sit on the dresser, oh
Run up that check, now I'm flexin' my muscles, I feel like a wrestler
’Cause we come from nothin' to Rollies and plaques
Fake love, it was holdin' him back
Flashbacks while he pourin' the yak
Since a young nigga, he just wanted a sack
Used to daydream ’bout thumbin' through racks
Heat tuck, it get cold in the ’Raq
Tears fall while he loadin' the strap
Seen it all, he just wanna relax, uh-uh
I'm richer than I ever been
Put my heart before the bag, worst shit I ever did
Gave you a second chance and you left again, uh
’Member days I used to wonder, "Would we ever win?"

PRE-CHORUS: Rod Wave
Youngin' chasin' dreams, reachin' for the stars (What else?)
Be all you can be, eat or you gon' starve (What else?)
A youngin' out that bottom, but he beat the odds (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I had it hard (Yeah, yeah)

CHORUS: Rod Wave
But now I'm richer than I've ever been (What else?)
I'm richer than I've ever been (Yeah)
I'm richer than I've ever been
I'm richer than I've ever been (Ever been)
He richer than he ever been, ever been, ever been

OUTRO
Uh-uh, uh, uh, mmh (Yeah)
Grrah

Listen to Rod Wave's full-length "Richer" track with Polo G below.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: April 13, 2021Lil Tjay via YouTube

Lil Tjay teamed up with Offset and Moneybagg Yo for his buzzing new joint "Run It Up," which appears on his recently released sophomore album, Destined 2 Win.

The Josh Petruccio-produced track showcases the three artists rhyming about blowing a bag on the lavish material items the rap star lifestyle often offers, such as foreign cars and blinged-out jewelry. The platinum-selling Bronx native has also dropped a visual for the record, which features both ’Set and Bagg, and arrived on the same day as the LP, April 2.

Take a look below to find the lyrics to Lil Tjay's "Run It Up" featuring Offset and Moneybagg Yo.

INTRO: Lil Tjay
I just like the sound of it
Grr, ooh, ooh, boom
Grr, boom

VERSE 1: Lil Tjay 
Y'all do not know me, I shoot like I'm Kobe
That boy really tough on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
I ain't for nothing, just check my portfolio
Really come from a block where they bang, bang
Protect that Glock, oh, this Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you ’bout what you claim and then show me though
One in the head, you gon' die tryna toe to toe
Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
If you thinkin' I'ma lose then you dumb as fuck
Pop out, drippin' diamonds, ooh, Bentley buttercup
Youngest out my city, keep it smooth just to sum it up
No security, you see me but that Glock spit
Youngest nigga doin' it, that's why I pop shit
VVS's drippin' water, it's like a mosh pit
Really not shit but I'm movin' like I'm hot shit
Legal money comin' in, I started off robbin'
True to evеrything I did, there's really no flagin'
All my shit been goin' up, lil' nigga, no dodgin'
And I'ma keep on comin' with thе heat, I'm hoggin'
Trench kid, glitter on the piece, stop sobbin'
Why them niggas hatin'? It defeats my noggin
If that ain't really your beef, stop sidin'
Say you tryna run in these streets, stop hidin', huh
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Run it up)
Niggas broke ’cause they be on that funny stuff (Broke)
Richard Mille, my wrist be on—(Ooh)
I done came way too far, I can't fuck it up
I got niggas that die by the gang, gang (Gang)
Stupid, be honest, you fuck with us (Hey)
Hearin' no one can slide, I be clutchin' up (Bah)
Know the haters mad, they got enough of us (Ooh)

CHORUS: Lil Tjay and Offset
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (Woo, woo)
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Woo, woo, run it up)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Oh)
I just stack up that money, I run it up (Racks)
Give a fuck ’bout who love me, I run it up (Ooh)
What the fuck they gon' tell me? My money up (Woo, woo)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (Woo, woo)

VERSE 2: Offset
Double up (Double), run it up
Lamborghini with the bubble guts (Woo)
Got them bands and I'm flexin', hold my muscle up (Flex)
I'ma stand on the business when it's time to fuck (Stand on it)
I get paper in the morning when I'm wakin' up (Wake up)
Make my bitch get your bitch, come and fuck on us (Fuck on)
Make a hit with that switch, now my opps are dust (Grrah)
Put my racks in a wad, I was growin' rust (Racks)
Diamond chain get to swangin', they know it's us (Woo)
They know it's me (Know it's me)
Pinky ring get to singin' like Jodeci (Woo)
Double R and it came with a notary (Notary)
I see stars, I'm a star like it's ’posed to be (Stars)
I pop bars, only way I can go to sleep (Fall asleep)
When my gang needed me, bought a hunnid tees (Gang)
Put the Patek on, my wrist a masterpiece (Patek)
Put some diamonds on her and some double C (Hey)
Fuck these niggas, I'm up (Up)
Kickin' my shit like I won the World Cup (Kick it)
Start from the tip, baby, suck (Woo)
Beat that shit down, baby girl need a crutch (Crutch)
Hunnids keep comin', you know that's a must
If you talkin' money then we can discuss (Woo)

CHORUS: Lil Tjay and MoneyBagg Yo
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, uh, ooh
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I just stack up that money, I run it up
Give a fuck ’bout who love me, I run it up
What the fuck they gon' tell me? My money up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (Go)

VERSE 3: MoneyBagg Yo
I been runnin' that money up, puttin' on (Go)
Ain't no end to this trend, it’s a marathon (Go)
Different breed, I might bust down a herringbone (Look)
Board a flight with them racks in my carry-on
Talkin' ’bout money, you know who to call (Bad)
It look like a riot, I fucked up the mall (Woah)
She diggin', have me and my whole circle, boss (Gang)
Gave me some top through my Ethika draws (Uh)
Earrings 150, I'm thuggin', I'm hood
I lock the screw back and put erasers on ’em (Ghetto)
Wide body Daytona, bending the corner
Them hitters ain't renters, the tag Arizona
Ain't get no diploma (No)
Shot dice for the J's, the freshest dude in the schoolhouse (Turn up for)
You ain't gangster, you went, took the smooth route (Been a ho)
Ran it up, now my pockets look too stout
Never enough, man, I gotta go get some more
Sold enough gas to go buy me a Texaco (Good petrol)
Now I'm on the charts, I'm runnin' up streams
My niggas still got what you need though (Go)
Built my name from the ground, I ain't have no help (No)
It's just me versus me, beefin' with myself (Bad)
It was time I woke ’em up, they overslept (Get up)
Run it up, run it up, still ain't out of breath (Go)

CHORUS: Lil Tjay
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I just stack up that money, I run it up
Give a fuck ’bout who love me, I run it up
What the fuck they gon' tell me? My money up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up

Watch the video for Lil Tjay's "Run It Up."

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: April 12, 2021Polo G via YouTube

Polo G's "Rapstar" was a long time coming, and now that it's here, his fans can't get enough.

The Einer Bankz and Synco-produced ukulele-laced trap beat is the 22-year-old rapper's most recent offering, in which he raps about fame, fortune, success and relationships. The track made its debut on streaming platforms on April 9 and will likely appear on the 2020 XXL Freshman's highly anticipated Hall of Fame project.

On "Rapstar," the Chicago native delivers a tight, melodic flow. The new cut, which garnered over 13 million views on YouTube in a matter of days, is also an indication that Polo G's next album will be highly anticipated going by those numbers.

Check out the lyrics to Polo G's new single "Rapstar" below.

INTRO
Shout-out my nigga, Synco

CHORUS
Uh (Tuned up), copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it
I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'
I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?
I been makin' like 2,000 a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'
I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it
I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it
And we might have a child when I'm finished

VERSE 1
Uh, I won't love a ho, after we fuck, she can't get near me
Only bitch I give a conversation to is Siri
My pants Amiri, yes, I'm winnin', clearly
I'm the chosen one, seen my potential, so they fear me
Lately I've been prayin', God, I wonder, can you hear me?
Thinkin' ’bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly
Stay down ’til you come up, I've been stickin' to that theory
Every day a battle, I'm exhausted and I'm weary
Make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary
I fought through it all, but that shit hurt me severely
I've been gettin' high to hide behind my insecurities
Takin' different pills, but I know it ain't gon'—

CHORUS
Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it
I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'
I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?
I been makin' like 2,000 a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'
I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it
I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it (Uh, uh)
And we might have a child when I'm finished

VERSE 2
They say I'm ’Pac rebirth, never put out a weak verse
Homicides when we lurk, I'ma step ’til my feet hurt
Weren't puttin' them streets first
White tees turned burgundy T-shirts
Lookin' for somethin' real, he stuck in a deep search
Anxiety killin' me, I just want to leave Earth
When they ask if I'm OK, it just make everything seem worse
Try and explain your feelings, sound like something you rehearsed
Stabbed me in my back with a clean smirk
Lookin' so deep into your eyes, I can read your thoughts, so
Shut the fuck…, I mean, please don't talk
I done been through too much and I don't need another loss
Put that on every war scar for every battle I fought

CHORUS
Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it
I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'
I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?
I been makin' like 2,000 a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'
I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it
I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it
And we might have a child when I'm finished

OUTRO
When I'm finished, when I'm finished

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: April 9, 2021UMG

42 Dugg and Roddy Ricch's "4 Da Gang" is a hip-hop and rock and roll-infused masterpiece.

The newest joint from the two rappers was released on April 2 and samples the rock band Scorpions' 1982 single, "No One Like You." The TayTayMadeIt production strips the 39-year-old rock anthem to its heavy guitar string core before adding trap drums to fill out the entire track. On the new bop, Roddy and Dugg rhyme about all the lavish things in life—cars, jewelry and women.

On Feb. 21, "The Box" rapper and 42 Dugg were spotted filming a music video in Atlanta that was later interrupted by gunfire. It isn't confirmed that the visual being recorded at the time was for "4 Da Gang." However, it's plausible. Nonetheless, neither of the rhymers were harmed despite two other people sustaining injuries during the shooting incident and OMB Peezy being arrested for his alleged connection to the crime.

Check out the lyrics to "4 Da Gang" below.

INTRO: 42 Dugg
You
I can't wait for the nights with you
I imagine the things we'll do

VERSE 1: 42 Dugg
Ain't nothin' plain on me, nigga, four chains on me
I ain't trippin' ’bout that ho, nigga, she came on me
I got a bitch from the West, she'll suck a nigga soul
Bitch from the East, she'll fuck a nigga dawgs
Still playin' with that raw even though I got a deal
Had to get up out the city, I just got a nigga killed
Pause, I'm lyin', kinda, still sippin' out the Fanta
OxyContin and Opanas, I want four-two for each
Niggas upped Lou for free, that's my nigga, come and kick it
Mister still'll serve the city, I'm the reason it's some chicken
Why the fuck you in the kitchen tryna turn one?
Daire quit pullin' on the blender ’fore you burn somе
Baby say she want a real nigga, but she don't gеt it
Why you ain't never up at night? I told you I been sippin'
Still go harder for my niggas, wish I could bring you back
Turntest in the city, white lows, blue flags
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Catch me in the city, young nigga, four chains
Signed to CMG, still in the dope game
I don't swipe propane, really got it out the mud
Big 4 Gang, catch me ridin' with the thugs
And I got it on my own, ain't nobody helped me
Remain humble, sell crack to dope fiends
You can't "Lil' bro" me, bitch, I really got a check
42 in this shit, I be really on that
Put the city on my back, still remember hard times
2018 was the year my dawg died

CHORUS: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin' up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA
Always keep it a hunnid K

VERSE 2: Roddy Ricch
Number one nigga, but they're never gon' admit it
I was doin' 200 in the ’Rari and got a ticket
Every time they see me, they say they ain't seen me in a minute
Probably fuckin' on your bitches, probably runnin' up the digits
Forgiato wheels, both lanes
Floor mats say a nigga name
Interrogation, feds tried to put us on the board, never identified
All my niggas always gettin' dough, it's always chicken time
I got niggas in the box, gon' call me collect
I got model bitches that be tryna call me for sex
And you know what they say, "If it ain't directed, then don't respect it"
You see ’em out in public, they gon' act like they never said it
I see by the C-side, I throw it up two times
And your nigga got a gangster card, he bought it off Groupon
One of the young niggas that be gettin' love in the city
From the hub to the dub in the tub, fuck with me

CHORUS: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin' up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA
Always keep it a hunnid K

Listen to Roddy Ricch and 42 Dugg's "4 Da Gang" below.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: April 7, 2021Jack McKain

"Bad Vibes Forever" arrived in 2019 as part of the release of XXXTentacion's fourth and final LP. The song is also the title track from the beloved rapper's posthumous album, which was the second LP released following his death in 2018 after Skins. The former 2017 XXL Freshman linked with Trippie Redd and PnB Rock, also former XXL Freshmen, to create the cut, on which the rhymers croon harmoniously about love.

Produced by John Cunningham, "Bad Vibes Forever" is the third single from the album and contains over two minutes of melodies and acoustic guitar strums. The track, which has amassed over 36 million views on YouTube, also snagged the No. 1 spot on the Billboard Hot 100 chart on Dec. 21, 2019.

Check out the lyrics to XXXTentacion's "Bad Vibes Forever" below.

CHORUS: XXXTentacion
Ooh-ooh-ooh, got you grindin' all on that
Ridin' on that thang, make a young nigga eyes roll in my brain
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe with me, get the feel with me, vibe with me
Ooh-ooh-ooh, got you grindin' all on that
Ridin' on that thang, make a young nigga eyes roll in my brain
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe with me, get the feel with me, vibe with me

VERSE 1: Trippie Redd
I said, "Hey, put your pride right to the side" (Yeah)
I can waste your time or I can change your life, I said now
Oh-oh-oh, shawty, where you goin'?
I just need one moment, so baby, keep your focus
I said, stay, stay, babe
Stay, stay with me
Stay, stay, babe
Please don't run away, please don't stray away

CHORUS: XXXTentacion and PnB Rock
Ooh-ooh-ooh, got you grindin' all on that
Ridin' on that thang, make a young nigga eyes roll in my brain
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe with me, get the feel with me, vibe with me
(Oh yeah)

VERSE 2: PnB Rock
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Yeah), I can barely keep control (Control)
When you're grindin' all on me, bitin' all on me
Girl, you take my soul, yeah (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh, you look like the girl of my dreams (Dreams)
My heart is on lock and the key (Key)
It's right in your pocket, you see
All sex, no stress (Stress)
I ain't tryna hold you back (Back)
Ice on, who bought you that? (Ice)
Don't want you to go out sad (Sad)
Girl, you know I'm fallin' for you (Yeah)
And girl, you know I'm all in for you (Yeah)
And I'm in love with you-ooh-ooh, everything you do-ooh-ooh

CHORUS: XXXTentacion
Ooh-ooh-ooh, got you grindin' all on that
Ridin' on that thang, make a young nigga eyes roll in my brain
What we gon' do-ooh-ooh? I can barely keep control
Catch the vibe with me, get the feel with me, vibe with me

See the video for XXXTentacion's "Bad Vibes Forever" with PnB Rock and Trippie Redd below.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: April 6, 2021Albert L. Ortega, Getty Images

Eminem's "Killshot" is a diss track for the history books.

Towards the end of summer 2018, Machine Gun Kelly and Eminem's feud came to a head in the form of an insult-ridden single titled "Killshot," which featured Em targeting MGK's rap-related shortcomings. This is also one of a few tracks Eminem dropped that takes aim at the Cleveland rhymer, who has reciprocated lyrical insults at Em as well. The Detroit rapper and MGK's beef seems to have stemmed from remarks Machine Gun Kelly made about Em's daughter, Hailie, via Twitter in 2012.

On "Killshot," Eminem devotes over four minutes to poking fun at MGK's "man bun" and lack of musical accolades. The beef surrounding the track, produced by IllaDaProducer, exudes through Slim Shady's lethal penmanship, making "Killshot" the biggest YouTube debut in 2018 with 38.1 million views in the first 24 hours of its release on the video-sharing platform.

"Killshot" also amassed success on music charts, specifically peaking at No. 3 on the Billboard Hot 100 on Sept. 29, 2018, earning Eminem his 20th top 10 song on the chart at the time.

Check out the lyrics to Eminem's "Killshot" below.

INTRO
You sound like a bitch, bitch
Shut the fuck up
When your fans become your haters
You done?
Fuckin' beard's weird
Alright
You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard (You want smoke)
We doin' this once
You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird
Why you yell at the mic? (Illa)

VERSE
Rihanna just hit me on a text
Last night I left hickeys on her neck
Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed
Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next
Damn, I'm really sorry you want me to have a heart attack
Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack
Realized I forgot to call you back
Here's that autograph for your daughter, I wrote it on a Starter cap
Stan, Stan, son
Listen, man, Dad isn't mad
But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun
And have a man bun?
The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable
Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked
Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me
I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze
Your reply got the crowd yelling, "Woo!"
So before you die let's see who can out-petty who
With your corny lines ("Slim, you're old")—ow, Kelly, ooh
But I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you
By 29, I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But you're a fuckin' mole hill
Now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo!
Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel to my bone marrow
Gunner? Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow
Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, sprayin' lead (Brrt)
Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still (Hold up)
Are you eating cereal or oatmeal?
What the fuck's in the bowl, milk? Wheaties or Cheerios?
’Cause I'm takin' a shit in ’em, Kelly, I need reading material
Dictionary
"Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked
Go back to Recovery," Oh shoot, that was three albums ago
What do you know? Oops
Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof
Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch? Yeah, I had enough money in ’02
To burn it in front of you, ho
Younger me? No, you the wack me, it's funny, but so true
I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you
’Til I'm hitting old age
Still can fill a whole page with a 10-year-old's rage
Got more fans than you in your own city, lil' kiddy, go play
Feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay
Got the Diddy OK so you spent your whole day
Shootin' a video just to fuckin' dig your own grave
Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat
You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay
Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, you about to really blow
Kelly, they'll be putting your name
Next to Ja, next to Benzino—die, muthafucka!
Like the last muthafucka sayin' Hailie in vain
Alien brain, you Satanist (Yeah)
My biggest flops are your greatest hits
The game's mine again and ain't nothin' changed but the locks
So before I slay this bitch I, mwah, give Jade a kiss
Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (The fuck?)
Bein' rich-shamed by some prick usin' my name for clickbait
In a state of bliss ’cause I said his goddamn name
Now I gotta cock back, aim
Yeah, bitch, pop Champagne to this! (Pop)
It's your moment
This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it
Had to give you a career to destroy it
Lethal injection
Go to sleep six-feet deep, I'll give you a B for the effort
But if I was 3-foot, 11
You'd look up to me, and for the record
You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second
Lick a ballsack to get on my channel
Give your life to be as solidified
This muthafuckin' shit is like Rambo when he's out of bullets
So what good is a fuckin' machine gun when it's outta ammo?
Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper
How the fuck can him and I battle?
He'll have to fuck Kim in my flannel
I'll give him my sandals
’Cause he knows, long as I'm Shady he's gon' have to live in my shadow
Exhausting, letting off on my offspring
Lick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me!
You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see
You're fuckin' salty
’Cause Young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey
Your red sweater, your black leather
You dress better, I rap better
That a death threat or a love letter?
Little white toothpick
Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick
Thanks for dissing me
Now I had an excuse on the mic to write "Not Alike"
But really I don't care who's in the right
But you're losin' the fight you picked
Who else want it? Kells, attempt fails! Budden, L's!
Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle
Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still
But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills
But, Kells, the day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits
That he put the hit out that got ’Pac killed, ah!
I'm sick of you bein' wack
And still usin' that muthafuckin' Auto-Tune
So let's talk about it (Let's talk about it)
I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth
Need to get the cock up out it
Before we can even talk about it (Talk about it)
I'm sick of your blond hair and earrings
Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think
That you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
Don't mean you are, and you're not about it
So just leave my dick in your mouth and keep my daughter out it

Listen to Eminem's "Killshot" below.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: March 26, 2021Eminem via YouTube

Eminem's nearly 20-year-old song, "Without Me," shows the more braggadocious side of the Detroit-bred rapper. The track, which appears on Em's fourth studio album, The Eminem Show, also peaked at No. 2 on the Billboard Hot 100 back on June 29, 2002. The record also appeared on the Suicide Squad soundtrack.

The Grammy Award-winning song (Record of the Year in 2003), is five minutes of pretentious free-flow rhymes, in which Eminem places himself at the center of everyone's universe while expounding on his self-proclaimed importance to the industry and the rap game.

"Without Me" is the second single from The Eminem Show.

Check out Eminem's lyrics to "Without Me" below.

INTRO: Obie Trice
Obie Trice! Real name, no gimmicks (record scratch)

REFRAIN 1: Eminem
Two trailer park girls go ’round the outside
’Round the outside, ’round the outside
Two trailer park girls go 'round the outside
’Round the outside, ’round the outside

REFRAIN 2
Guess who's back, back again
Shady's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Guess who's back

VERSE 1
I've created a monster, ’cause nobody wants to
See Marshall no more, they want Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well, if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not co-operating
When I'm rocking the table while he's operating (Hey!)
You waited this long, now stop debating
’Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know that you got a job, Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart problem's complicating
So the FCC won't let me be
Or let me be me, so let me see
They try to shut me down on MTV
But it feels so empty without me
So, come on and dip, bum on your lips
Fuck that! Cum on your lips and some on your tits
And get ready, ’cause this shit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits—fuck you, Debbie!

CHORUS
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
’Cause we need a little controversy
’Cause it feels so empty without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
’Cause we need a little controversy
’Cause it feels so empty without me

VERSE 2
Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis
They start feeling like prisoners helpless
’Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, "Bitch!"
A visionary, vision is scary
Could start a revolution, polluting the airwaves
A rebel, so just let me revel and bask
In the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass (smack)
And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn much of my ass—you asked for me?
Well, I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in, and then I'm gonna
Enter in, and up under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention, back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting
Testing, "Attention please"
Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?

CHORUS
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
’Cause we need a little controversy
’Cause it feels so empty without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
’Cause we need a little controversy
’Cause it feels so empty without me

VERSE 3
A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with
Anybody who's talking "this shit, that shit"
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
You thirty-six-year-old baldheaded fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're too old, let go
It's over, nobody listens to techno
Now let's go, just give me the signal
I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults
I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol
But sometimes the shit just seems
Everybody only wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm disgusting
But it's just me, I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
To do black music so selfishly
And use it to get myself wealthy (Hey!)
There's a concept that works
Twenty million other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It'd be so empty without me

CHORUS
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
’Cause we need a little controversy
’Cause it feels so empty without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
’Cause we need a little controversy
’Cause it feels so empty without me

OUTRO
Hum dei dei la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la
Hum dei dei la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la
Kids!

See the video to Eminem's "Without Me" below.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: March 24, 2021The Notorious B.I.G. via YouTube

The Notorious B.I.G. dropped his classic record "Juicy" back in August of 1994. Sampled from old school R&B and funk artist Mtume's "Juicy Fruit," the track appears on Biggie's debut album, Ready to Die. Diddy, CEO of Bad Boy Records, the label B.I.G. was signed to before his tragic death in 1997, and Total, who was signed to the label as well, both added a sultry and flavorful element to the track.

Biggie Smalls' rags-to-riches story about living in the poverty-stricken streets of Brooklyn, N.Y., selling drugs and providing for his family to later living a life of luxury peaked at No. 27 on the Billboard Hot 100 on Nov. 5, 1994.

Diddy alongside Poke of production duo Trackmasters produced the hit song.

Check out the lyrics to The Notorious B.I.G.'s "Juicy" featuring Diddy and Total below.

INTRO: The Notorious B.I.G.
"Fuck all you hoes!" Get a grip, mothafucka!
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)
And all the niggas in the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby, baby

VERSE 1: The Notorious B.I.G.
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock ’til my tape popped
Smokin' weed in Bambú, sippin' on Private Stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight ’cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number, same hood, it's all good
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

CHORUS: Total & Diddy
You know very well (Yeah)
Who you are (Money, hoes and clothes)
Don't let ’em hold you down (Bankrolls, yeah, haha)
Reach for the stars (It's all good)
You had a goal (C'mon)
But not that many (It's all good)
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty (Check it)

VERSE 2: The Notorious B.I.G.
I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy, girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rapping stuff
I was too used to packing gats and stuff
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Living life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

CHORUS: Total and Diddy
You know very well (C'mon)
Who you are (Bankrolls)
Don't let ’em hold you down (Clothes)
Reach for the stars (Mansions)
You had a goal
But not that many (It's all good)
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty ('94)

VERSE 3: The Notorious B.I.G.
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebrating every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps an Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
’Cause I went from negative to positive and it's all (It's all good, nigga)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

CHORUS: Total, The Notorious B.I.G. and Diddy
You know very well (Money)
Who you are (Hoes and clothes)
Don't let ’em hold you down (Bankrolls)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Reach for the stars (That's right)
You had a goal (It's all good)
But not that many (All good)
’Cause you're the only one (East coast, represent)
I'll give you good and plenty (C'mon)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

POST-CHORUS: The Notorious B.I.G. and Diddy
Representin' B-Town in the house (Biggie Smalls)
Junior Mafia, mad flavor (Bad Boy)
Uh, uh, yeah, aight (I see you, Cooch)

CHORUS: Total
You know very well
Who you are
Don't let 'em hold you down
Reach for the stars
You had a goal
But not that many
'Cause you're the only one
I'll give you good and plenty

OUTRO: Diddy and Total
Biggie Smalls, it's all good, nigga
Junior Mafia, it's all good, nigga
Bad Boy, it's all good, nigga
It's all good
That's right, '94
And on and on, and on and on
You know very well
It's all good
Who you are
Yeah
Don't let ’em hold you down
Reach for the stars

See the video for The Notorious B.I.G.'s "Juicy" below.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: March 23, 20212Pac via YouTube

Tupac Shakur's "Changes" arrived posthumously in 1998, two years after his tragic death in Las Vegas on Sept. 13, 1996. The track, which features Talent, appears on Tupac's Greatest Hits album and represents socioeconomic struggles for Black America. The socially conscious anthem peaked at No. 32 on the Billboard Hot 100 on Jan. 23, 1999.

On the song, which is equal parts heartfelt and heartbreaking, Tupac also debates the suicidal thoughts he has about the conditions of politics and society that affect the Black community—especially Black men. With bars placed over soulful piano keys, while Talent holds down the melodic chorus, the California-bred rapper delivers the perfect song to sum up the times on subject matter that is still relevant over 20 years later.

Fast forward to 2021, "Changes" has integrated itself into the meme culture on TikTok with the well-known bar "I see no changes" marking the comedic lack of progression within the government, relationships and body goals.

Check out the lyrics to Tupac Shakur's "Changes" below.

INTRO: Talent
Ooh, yeah (Ooh)
(Come on, come on)

VERSE 1: Tupac Shakur
I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth livin'? Should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and, even worse, I'm Black
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero
"Give the crack to the kids, who the hell cares?
One less hungry mouth on the welfare"
First ship ’em dope and let ’em deal to brothers
Give ’em guns, step back, watch ’em kill each other
"It's time to fight back," that's what Huey said
Two shots in the dark, now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother
But we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
And that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? Uh
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
But things change, and that's the way it is

CHORUS: Talent
(Come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (Changes)
Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is (That's the way it is, what?)
Aww, yeah, yeah (Hear me)
(Oh my, oh my, come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is, the way it is)
Things will never be the same
(Never be the same, yeah, yeah, yeah, aww, yeah)
That's just the way it is (Way it is)
Aww, yeah (Come on, come on)

VERSE 2: Tupac Shakur & Talent
I see no changes, all I see is racist faces
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under, I wonder what it takes to make this
One better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people, they'll be actin' right
’Cause both Black and White are smokin' crack tonight
And the only time we chill is when we kill each other (Kill each other)
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven-sent
We ain't ready to see a Black president, uh (Oh, ooh)
It ain't a secret, don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed and it's filled with Blacks
But some things will never change (Never change)
Try to show another way, but you stayin' in the dope game (Ooh)
Now tell me, what's a mother to do?
Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you (Yeah)
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today," but you made it in a sleazy way
Sellin' crack to the kids (Oh, oh), "I gotta get paid" (Oh)
Well, hey, well that's the way it is

CHROUS: Talent
(Come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (Changes)
Things will never be the same
That's just the way it is (That's the way it is, what?)
Aww, yeah (Hear me)
(Oh my, oh my, come on, come on)
That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is, the way it is)
Things will never be the same
(Never be the same, yeah, yeah, yeah, aww, yeah)
That's just the way it is (Way it is)
Aww, yeah (Aww, yeah, aww, yeah)

INTERLUDE: Tupac Shakur
We gotta make a change
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes
Let's change the way we eat
Let's change the way we live
And let's change the way we treat each other
You see, the old way wasn't workin'
So it's on us to do what we gotta do to survive

VERSE 3: Tupac Shakur & Talent
And still I see no changes, can't a brother get a little peace?
It's war on the streets and the war in the Middle East (Ooh, yeah)
Instead of war on poverty
They got a war on drugs so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the facts, givin' it back to you (Ooh)
Don't let ’em jack you up, back you up
Crack you up and pimp-smack you up
You gotta learn to hold your own
They get jealous when they see you with your mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this, when they try to rush, I bust this
That's the sound of my tool, you say it ain't cool
My mama didn't raise no fool (Oh)
And as long as I stay Black, I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry ’bout the payback
Some buck that I roughed up way back
Comin' back after all these years
"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat," that's the way it is

CHORUS: Talent & Tupac Shakur
(Uh)
That's just the way it is (Just the way it is, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Things will never be the same (Yeah)
That's just the way it is (The way it is)
Aww, yeah (Some things will never change, oh my)
(I'm tryna make a change)
(You're my brother, you're my sister, yeah)
That's just the way it is (The way it is, the way it is)
Things will never be the same (You're my brother, you're my sister)
That's just the way it is, aww, yeah
Some things'll never change

Take a look below to find the video for Tupac's "Changes" featuring Talent.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: March 22, 2021OutKast via YouTube

Long before OutKast's "Hey Ya!" was the go-to song on the rhythm game series, Just Dance, it was the first single to be released from André 3000's half of the Atlanta duo's Speakerboxxx/The Love Below album in September of 2003. 

For three minutes straight, the ATLien croons over fast-paced and jubilant guitar strums, which helped to secure the rap group a No. 1 hit on the Billboard Hot 100 on Dec. 13, 2003. The effort remained on the chart for 39 weeks. Following the song's success and Three Stacks insisting everyone should "shake it like a Polaroid picture," the camera company proceeded to issue a statement reminding users that shaking Polaroid photos can actually distort the image.

Check out the lyrics to OutKast's "Hey Ya!" below.

INTRO
One, two, three, uh!

VERSE 1
My baby don't mess around
Because she loves me so, and this I know for sure (Uh)
But does she really wanna
But can't stand to see me walk out the door? (Ah)
Don't try to fight the feeling
’Cause the thought alone is killing me right now (Uh)
Thank God for Mom and Dad
For sticking two together ’cause we don't know how (C'mon)

CHORUS
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!

VERSE 2
You think you've got it, oh, you think you've got it
But "got it" just don't get it ’til there's nothing at all (Ah!)
We get together, oh, we get together
But separate's always better when there's feelings involved (Ah)
If what they say is "Nothing is forever"
Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes
Then what makes, what makes, what makes love the exception?
So why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh, why oh
Are we so in denial when we know we're not happy here?
Y'all don't wanna hear me, you just wanna dance

CHORUS
Hey ya! (Uh-oh) Hey ya! (Uh-oh)
Don't want to meet your daddy
Hey ya! (Uh-oh)
Just want you in my Caddy (Uh-oh)
Hey ya! (Uh-oh)
Don't want to meet your mama (Uh-oh)
Hey ya! Uh-oh
Just want to make you cumma (Uh-oh)
Hey ya! Uh-oh
I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm just being honest (Uh-oh)
Hey ya!
I'm just being honest

BRIDGE
Hey, alright now, alright now, fellas (Yeah?)
Now, what's cooler than being cool? (Ice Cold!)
I can't hear ya
I say what's, what's cooler than being cool? (Ice Cold!)
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
OK now, ladies (Yeah?)
Now, we gon' break this thing down in just a few seconds
Now don't have me break this thing down for nothing
Now I want to see y'all on your baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor
Ah, here we go!

REFRAIN
Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it (Uh-oh)
Shake it, sh-shake it, Shake it, shake it, sh-shake it (Uh-oh)
Shake it like a Polaroid picture, hey ya!
Shake it, sh-shake it, shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, shake it (OK), shake it, sugar
Shake it like a Polaroid picture

BRIDGE
Now all the Beyoncés and Lucy Lius
And baby dolls, get on the floor
You know what to do, oh, you know what to do
You know what to do

CHORUS
Hey ya! (Uh-oh) Hey ya! (Uh-oh)
Hey ya! (Uh-oh) Hey ya! (Uh-oh, hey ya!)
Hey ya! (Uh-oh) Hey ya! (Oh, oh, uh-oh)
Hey ya! (Uh-oh) Hey ya! (Uh-oh)

Look below to find the video for OutKast's "Hey Ya!."

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/zoejohnson/” rel=”author” title=”Zoe Johnson”>Zoe JohnsonPublished: March 19, 2021TDE

In the spring of 2017, Kendrick Lamar released "Humble.," the first single off his Grammy Award-winning, Pultizer Prize-winning album, Damn. The Pluss & Mike WiLL Made-It produced track features a fired-up Kung Fu Kenny showing off his lyrical skills and recalling times of "syrup sandwiches and crime allowances" for nearly three-minutes straight.

"Humble." peaked at No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart on April 22, 2017 and was on the chart for 30 weeks. The record has also surpassed platinum status, according to the RIAA, and was certified seven-times platinum on May 25, 2018.

However, despite the success of the single, it was not without its faults after facing feminist backlash over the controversial line, "I'm so fucking sick and tired of the Photoshop/Show me something natural like afro on Richard Pryor/Show me something natural like ass with some stretch marks."

Four years since the release of "Humble.," this track still remains highly regarded in K-Dot's discography.

Check out the lyrics to Kendrick Lamar's "Humble." below.

INTRO
Nobody pray for me
It been that day for me
Way (Yeah, yeah)

VERSE 1
Aye, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin’ this
Parmesan where my accountant lives, in fact I'm downin' this
D’ussé with my boo, bae tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts
Girl, I can buy your ass the world with my paystub
Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin' Tetris
AM to the PM, PM to the AM, funk
Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate ’em, funk
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes funk
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest funk
My left stroke just went viral
Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
It's levels to it, you and I know

CHORUS
Bitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, lil’, hol’ up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol’ up, hol' up)
Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

VERSE 2
Who that nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man? (Man-Man)
Get the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)
Get the fuck off my dick, that ain't right
I make a play fucking up your whole life
I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop
Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor
Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks
Still will take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks
Aye, this shit way too crazy, aye, you do not amaze me, aye
I blew cool from AC, aye, Obama just paged me, aye
I don't fabricate it, aye, most of y'all be fakin', aye
I stay modest 'bout it, aye, she elaborate it, aye
This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, aye
Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, aye
If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, aye
I'm the realest nigga after all

CHORUS
Bitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

Take a look below to watch the video for Kendrick Lamar's "Humble."

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: March 18, 2021The Weeknd via YouTube

The Weeknd's "Blinding Lights," which appears on his massively successful, Billboard 200 No. 1-selling After Hours album, first arrived in November of 2019. The track is the second single from the effort and was No. 1 in 34 countries including the U.S. and Canada, where The Weeknd is from. "Blinding Lights" is Abel's fifth song to peak at No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart on April 4, 2020. However, the song has spent 66 weeks on the chart.

Despite the success of "Blinding Lights," it did not receive any acknowledgement from the Recording Academy this year for the 2021 Grammy Awards, which in turn prompted The Weeknd to reveal that he'll be boycotting the Grammys every year. After he failed to receive a nomination for "Blinding Lights" or After Hours, the crooner called out the awards show and its overseers, demanding transparency for his fans and the music industry.

Check out the lyrics to "Blinding Lights" below.

INTRO
Yeah

VERSE 1
I've been tryna call
I've been on my own for long enough
Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe
I'm going through withdrawals
You don't even have to do too much
You can turn me on with just a touch, baby

PRE-CHORUS
I look around and
Sin City's cold and empty (Oh)
No one's around to judge me (Oh)
I can't see clearly when you're gone

CHORUS
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust
Hey, hey, hey

VERSE 2
I'm running out of time
’Cause I can see the sun light up the sky
So I hit the road in overdrive, baby, oh

PRE-CHORUS
The city's cold and empty (Oh)
No one's around to judge me (Oh)
I can't see clearly when you're gone

CHORUS
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust

BRIDGE
I'm just calling back to let you know (Back to let you know)
I could never say it on the phone (Say it on the phone)
Will never let you go this time (Ooh)

CHORUS
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

OUTRO
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch

Take a look below to watch the video for The Weeknd's "Blinding Lights."

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: March 17, 2021Lil Nas X via YouTube

During the summer of 2019—June 20, 2019 to be exact—Lil Nas X followed up his Billboard Hot 100 No. 1 hit, "Old Town Road," with his second single, "Panini." The Dot Da Genius and Take a Daytrip-produced track, which appears on his debut project, 7, only peaked at No. 24 on the Hot 100, but stayed on the chart for 10 weeks.

The catchy, upbeat tune was inspired by the Cartoon Network show Chowder—specifically the main character, Panini, who is a cabbit (half rabbit, half cat). Other facts about the song include that it's the first offering Lil Nas X made in an actual studio, unlike "Old Town Road," which he said was neither mixed nor mastered.

Check out the lyrics to "Panini" below.

INTRO: Nessly
D-D-Daytrip took it to 10 (Hey)

VERSE 1
Aye, Panini, don't you be a meanie
Thought you wanted me to go up
Why you tryna keep me teeny? I
It's a dream, he wished it on a genie
I got fans finally, ain't you wanting them to see me? I

REFRAIN
I thought you want this for my life, for my life
Said you wanted to see me thrive, you lied

CHORUS
Just say to me what you want from me
Just say to me what you want from me

VERSE 2
Aye, Panini, don't you be a meanie
Thought you wanted me to go up
Why you tryna keep me teeny now?
Now they need me, number one on streaming
Oh yeah, you used to love me
So what happened, what's the meaning? I

REFRAIN
I thought you want this for my life, for my life
Said you wanted to see me thrive, you lied

VERSE 3
Now when it's all done, I get the upper hand
I need a big Benz, not another fan
But I still want you as a fan
I'ma need to sit down, don't mean to make demands
But I need you to…

CHORUS
Say to me what you want from me
Just say to me what you want from me

OUTRO: Nessly
D-D-Daytrip took it to 10 (Hey)

Take a look below to watch the video for "Panini."

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: March 16, 2021Lil Nas X via YouTube

Lil Nas X's "Old Town Road" had an impressive run in 2019, breaking unthinkable Billboard Hot 100 records. The track, which arrived via Columbia Records in December of 2018, debuted at No. 83 in March of 2019. However, it wasn't long before "Old Town Road" snagged the top spot on the chart in April of 2019, and remained there for 19 consecutive weeks. You read that right, 19 weeks.

"Old Town Road" was remixed several times as well, with the first alternate version featuring country music legend Billy Ray Cyrus. In August of 2019, Lil Nas X's Billboard Hot 100 chart-topping reign came to an abrupt end after he was bested by Billie Eilish's "Bad Guy." Nas X's undeniable hit was pushed to the No. 2 spot.

Check out the lyrics to the original version of Lil Nas X's "Old Town Road" below.

INTRO
Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride ’til I can't no more
I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride ’til I can't no more
(Kio, Kio)

VERSE
I got the horses in the back
Horse tack is attached
Hat is matte black
Got the boots that's black to match
Ridin' on a horse, ha
You can whip your Porsche
I been in the valley
You ain't been up off that porch, now

CHORUS
Can't nobody tell me nothin'
You can't tell me nothin'
Can't nobody tell me nothin'
You can't tell me nothin'

VERSE
Ridin' on a tractor
Lean all in my bladder
Cheated on my baby
You can go and ask her
My life is a movie
Bull ridin' and boobies
Cowboy hat from Gucci
Wrangler on my booty

CHORUS
Can't nobody tell me nothin'
You can't tell me nothin'
Can't nobody tell me nothin'
You can't tell me nothin'

OUTRO
Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more
I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more
I got the hor-

Scroll down to watch the video for "Old Town Road" featuring Billy Ray Cyrus as well.

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href=”//www.xxlmag.com/author/awoods/” rel=”author” title=”Aleia Woods”>Aleia WoodsPublished: February 26, 2021Matias J. Ocner / Miami Herald, Tribune News Service via Getty Images

XXXTentacion offered "Revenge," initially titled "Garette's Revenge," on May 18, 2017 via Soundcloud. The track, which was also the lead single from XXX's debut studio album, 17, was dedicated to the rapper's friend, Jocelyn Flores, who committed suicide prior to the song officially being released.

About a week before "Revenge" dropped, it was previewed on Twitter by Flores. On the Soundcloud description for the song, X penned a tribute to Flores, which said, "rest in peace, jocelyn, I will have my revenge upon the world."

"Revenge" peaked at No. 77 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart on Sept. 6, 2017.

INTRO
I think I, I think I finally
Found a way to forgive myself
From mistakes I made in my past
I think that's the first step, right?
You agree?

VERSE
I've dug two graves for us, my dear
Can't pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
Oh, man, what a world, the things I hear
If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?
Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk
Well broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot
I've dug two graves for us, my dear
Can't pretend that I was perfect, leavin' you in fear
Oh, man, what a world, the things I hear
If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I?
Some kill, some steal, some break your heart
And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk
Broken hearts break bones, so break up fast
And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot

CHORUS
In my grave, I'll rot
In my grave, I'll rot
In my grave, I'll rot-ot-ot
In my grave, I'll rot
In my grave, I'll rot-ot-ot
In my grave, I'll rot

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VERSE 1
Excuse me whats your name
Your mans left you on your own
So do what you want your grown
Baby put your number in my phone
So I can get to know you
Let me call you later
Im better than the rest
Wait wait a minute imma keep it real

HOOK
Just feelin to let you know
When I get you home
We gonna do some freaky things
I don’t want to be alone
You on me and me on you listen
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Cause I’m fucking you tonight

VERSE 2
I aint trying to be rude
I just like everything that you do
Like the way that you look
Don’t blame me baby
Im just a man trine find my way
You feel like my destination
I aint playing dont wanna be a playa no more
Imma keep it real

HOOK
Just feelin to let you know
When I get you home
We gonna do some freaky things
I don’t want to be alone
You on me and me on you listen
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Cause I’m fucking you tonight

BRIDGE
I know you into me me me me me
You been tryna see see see see see
So imma let you see see see see see
I’m giving you to three three three
(repeat)

HOOK
Just feelin to let you know
When I get you home
We gonna do some freaky things
I don’t want to be alone
You on me and me on you listen
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Cause I’m fucking you tonight


The complete Out Loud lyrics by Gabbie Hanna.

Out Loud lyrics

(Say what you mean)
(Out loud)

{VERSE 1}
I still taste your presence
Once sweet but it turned sour
Tried to shake your indifference
But it’s too late now
I hear you in the quiet
I see you when I’m in the dark
You just couldn’t fight for this
But it’s not your fault

{CHORUS}
Say what you mean out loud
Drowning in silence when I’m lost in the crowd
‘Cause every sweet thing you never speak
Is deafening, never knowing what could be
Wish I could show you how
But you’re just a ghost now

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{VERSE 2}
Your laughter haunts me
Like a ringing in my ear
You left me long ago, you’re still everywhere
I reach out for you
I’m desperate for your warmth
Can you tell me where we went wrong?
At least tell me just to move on

{CHORUS}
Say what you mean out loud
Drowning in silence when I’m lost in the crowd
‘Cause every sweet thing you never speak
Is deafening, never knowing what could be
Wish I could show you how
But you’re just a ghost now
You’re just a ghost now
But you’re just a ghost, ghost now
But you’re just a ghost, ghost now, now
But you’re just a

{BRIDGE}
It’s time to let it go
You left me all alone
I wanna feel your heartbeat but it doesn’t beat for me no more
No
It’s time to let it go
You left me all alone
It’s holding me down, it’s burning me out
I’m begging for some but I can’t bring you back now

{CHORUS}
Say what you mean out loud
Drowning in silence when I’m lost in the crowd
‘Cause every sweet thing you never speak
Is deafening, never knowing what could be
Wish I could show you how
But you’re just a ghost now
You’re just a ghost now
But you’re just a ghost, ghost now
But you’re just a ghost, ghost now, now
But you’re just a ghost now


(VERSE 1)
Ayoko nang magpatuloy pa
(Um kaduda-duda)
(Um kaduda-kadua)
Kung sabay kaming dalawa
(Mag-isip ka muna)
(Mag-isip ka muna)
Kung babalik ka rin naman
Sa yong nakaraan
Ohh..
Ano pang kalalagyan?

(VERSE 2)
Kung isasantabi naman
(Itong ating pagsubok)
(Itong ating pagsubok)
Ika’y mapapagitnaan
(Ng tatlong gilid at sulok)
(Tatlong gild at sulok)
Bali-baliktarin mo man
Puso’y masasaktan
Ohh…
Kung pwede bang wag na lang

(HOOK)
Woah, woah…
Piliin mo ako nga ba
O ako, oh
Sino ang tibok ng puso mo kasi

(CHORUS)
Kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
At kahit na pilitin mong
Sabay, sabay, sabay
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
Dahil ang pag-ibig ay kayamanan
Na ginawa lamang na pandalawahan
At kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
Woah
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
Woah, woah
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo

(VERSE 3)
Kailangan ko ngayong maging tapat
(Upang walang madamay)
(Ang puso ko nga yata’y)
‘Di tulad ng kahong parisukat
(Mga panig walay-walay)
(At di magkakahanay)
Oh ‘di maintindihan
Ba’t gan’to ang nararamdaman
Maging ako’y naguguluhan
Kasi naman

(CHORUS)
Kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
At kahit na pilitin mong
Sabay, sabay, sabay
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
Dahil ang pag-ibig ay kayamanan
Na ginawa lamang na pandalawahan
At kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo

(BRIDGE)
Ako ang ‘yong kahapon naghahanap
Ako’ng kasalukuyang nagtatapat (kasalukuyang nagtatapat)
Sino nga bang aking hinaharap?
Kung tatalikuran din ang lahat

(CHORUS)
At kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
At kahit na pilitin mong
Sabay, sabay, sabay
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
Dahil ang pag-ibig ay kayamanan
Na ginawa lamang na pandalawahan
At kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo

Kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
At kahit na pilitin mong
Sabay, sabay, sabay
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo
Dahil ang pag-ibig ay kayamanan
Na ginawa lamang na pandalawahan
At kahit ilang beses mong
I-try, i-try, i-try
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo

Woah…
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo

Woah, woah…
Ang gulo-gulo, ang gulo-gulo

Woah.
Woah.
Woah,
Oh…


INTRO ::
Kartel u know u a go mek mi n u have tingz
bcuz u see d same girl weh me hear say u have a drive up inna di car front wah day
a d same gal weh mi jus pass up di road
nuttn naa keep dung yah so dah gal yah not even qualify fi sweep d street dung yah
a waa know wah she a do dung here
shuda make me come dung yahcome ketch her make mi mash up her nanaar face
mi naa lie me hurt me neva come ketch di gal
me a tell yuh this, summa haffi go change
cuz any weh me see da gal deh, a her face me a rearrange

VERSE 1 ::
Deh pan a ends and a kick back
just bill a spliff yeah gift wrap
brown clarkes blue jeans chrome skin glock
mi neva ketch di game but me nuh mismatch
a gyal a pass inna a flip-flop
mi say “you start bleach” hear her nuh ” wid wah”
mi say “mi know caa u pitch patch”
she say “you born brown” mi say “no babes, did black”
*phone rings* who is that?
waa gwaan kyro soon link back
weh yaa say now babes me have di remedy
yuh want it? lick this fucking cock!
she say “yuh bright ee” mi say “di ink drop ”
she say “yuh too kind” mi say “gift shop”
she say ” nuh you did deh wid me fren deh??”
mi say ” history class a pan Wednesday”

CHORUS ::
aye aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back
aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back
aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back
aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back

VERSE 2 ::
hol a fresh lef me yard .. Shit!!
make a U turn fi me dark glasses
mi cousin say “dat a bad luck”
mi say “Cous, yuh sexy but i dont give a fuck”
ketch a taxi… drive pass *frome* factory
a poliiice ooman stop me
she look good me say “driver watch me”
“Can i get a search” me say “yes babes you first”
“listen nuh, if yuh touch me me charge yuh”
“alright then weh me a go get if me massage yuh”
she neva find it amusing she say ” yuh nuh memba me we f#&k already”
me say “oh yeah a true ting”
she say “you a wicked, me a go charge yuh fi shooting”

CHORUS ::
aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back
aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back
aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back
aye addi suh yuh wicked an lie
yuh get di pussy n yuh doh call back

Thanks to Sinister876 for submitting these lyrics.