Machine Gun Kelly – FLOOR 13 Lyrics

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[Intro]
Fuck

[Refrain]
I just spent too many minutes watchin’ little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin’ after someone tried to send a kill shot, missin’ me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me The Gunner?
I’m poppin’ off on anybody if they trigger me

[Verse 1]
Black and yellow jacket on like I’m Kill Bill
Grew up scrappin’ and I still will
We can take it back to 2012
I was trappin’ on the tour bus with Meek Mill
Take it back to Cleveland, when they gate chase
17 years, no plea deal
2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby
I bet they can feel the feet still
Point out my enemies soon as they mention me
Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery
Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually
I just can’t wait ’til the day I run into you physically
For everything that I went through mentally
When it felt like everybody in the world was against me
When all the critics and every article tryin’ to offend me
My daughter slapped a kid for talkin’ ’bout me in elementary

[Pre-Chorus]
We ain’t playin’, it’s deeper than the thing
People gettin’ checked for disrespectin’ the Philly name
Two chopsticks, no lo mein
Hollow tips, got no name
Buss them shits with no aim
Like it’s Bird Box, but the blindfold is a black flag
This time, it come from a face
The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody

[Chorus]
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fontaine leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don’t cry at my funeral

[Refrain]
I just spent too many minutes watchin’ little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin’ after someone tried to send a kill shot, missin’ me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me The Gunner?
I’m poppin’ off on anybody if they trigger me

[Verse 2]
What would this generation of hip-hop be
Without me here to piss y’all off?
I see the blogs, I read the comments
I’m confused, I need to pause
Look at y’all waitin’ on me to fall off
While I’m lookin’ at y’all from a suite in the Waldorf
I sold 40 million records, I ain’t even 30
Give me 20 seconds, I’ll list 10 movies that I been in
One legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom
One publication that said that I will never be in it
One agent that told me without her, my career was be finished
And I couldn’t give a single fuck inside my cerebellum
Y’all award shows suck, go tell ’em
We ain’t suckin’ no dick in the 21-6
Bro, I always should’ve landed like Beckham
On the 13th floor with a weapon

[Pre-Chorus]
I heard that they call me, yeah, let ’em in
I got somethin’ for ’em, yeah, please forgive my sins
Blood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah, I can’t wash this shit
Wake up, say, “Good morning,” yeah, like I forgot

[Chorus]
Got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fontaine leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don’t cry at my funeral

[Outro]
Hotel Diablo

T-Wayne – Fuck Russ Lyrics

[Intro]
[?] on that beat
Yeah, foreign, foreign, foreign

[Verse 1]
I told em, fuck Russ
You ain’t shit
You a bitch
Diamond wrist, peep the drip
Water whip, Plain Jane, new Mulsanne
Shorty wanna give me brain, cuz the fame (yea, yea)
I’m coming live and direct
I got you niggas upset
Hoping out the private jet, got your bitch wet
Snake on my belt, lookin like a new pet
Cut my ex off, need a new thang
Copped a new chain and a pinky ring
Southwest airline, that’s a plain jane
I just dropped a bag and the Blue Flame

[Chorus]
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing

[Verse 2]
I’m hoppin off of a jet
I’m on a run for a check
I gotta flex
I put your bitch in a vette
Runnin up plays like I’m Brett
I got her wet
I got my gun like a sketch
Keep that bitch I ain’t impressed
Don’t give a damn bout my ex
Fuck on her friend and I jet
I want Patek Phillipe
I got my choppa on me
I fuck around in the suite
I be feelin like skreets, bitch I be geeked
Light up the sweet in a suite
I be ridin’ a foreign
You know the engine be roarin’
I’m outta space like the orbit
The whip gotta horsey
You would think it was Ralph Lauren
I’m on the track like Jeff Gordon, yea

[Chorus]
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing

Dean Shepp – Finer Things lyrics

When I was young I used to dream of all the finer things
Now everything I do is major no more minor leagues
Diamond rings and watches, I think I’m Liberace
Hubert Givenchy, Medusa face on my Versace
I just want the finer things
I just want the finer things
I just want the finer things
I just want the finer things

I want it all and that’s all that I want
All of my life I was poor
Heating the house with the stove
My nigga I been there before
Momma caint take it no more
Daddy caint take it no more
I used to steal from the store
Got grown and I copped me a bow
I was letting ’em go for the low
Like pick up and go
But fuck selling dope
This rap shit is all that I know
I went from kicking in doors
Now I got my foot in the door
Now I’m all up in my zone
And all of my niggas on go

(Repeat Chorus)

I want the money, the cars and the clothes
I chase the paper not the ho’s
They ain’t never gave me shit
I’m back for everything they owe
Rome told me go for broke
I told my team I’d put us on
First tape was next to blow
Fuck doing time I’m doing shows
I just want everything they said I couldn’t have
Fuck was they when I was doing bad
Trapping out a hotel room
Momma found out that I got the bag
Got money now I got these niggas mad
Ralph Lauren got the purple tag
I got the swag, I got the swag
I was gone for a minute but now I’m back

(Repeat Chorus)

LiL PEEP – Cobain (feat. Lil Tracy) lyrics

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby, I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine, ’cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane, with my clique in the back
Bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl, we are not the same
Bitch, I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once, and I’ve never been the same

[Verse: Lil Tracy]
Lil Tracy, I used to rob, but I shop now
Comin’ up, I might get recognized when I walk around
Coolin’ with Lil Peep, let’s hit the mall tomorrow
I’ma mix some American Eagle with some Ralph Lauren
I got a bad bitch who is good to me
Baby, I see passion in your eyes, when you look at me
I’ma show you off, like some Louis V
Coke lines on the mirror, snort a line for me

[Hook: Lil Peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby, I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine, ’cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane, with my clique in the back
Bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl, we are not the same
Bitch, I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once, and I’ve never been the same

Curren$y – Lavendar Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The labels is Lavendar
My latest Ralph Lauren fashion
I been matching back and forth to the lab
Tryna make it happen
Addicted to extravagance
A magnet to the chips
Grabbing and dashing with all that shit
Not leaving fingerprints
Niggas is killing friends over brotherly arguments
We should all stay alive and just enjoy the shit
We work hard for it my collection of cars is immense
Open a jar and release a heavenly scent
Plot up and twist, plot a hit, message is sent
I bet them niggas never try to play us again
Plot out a hit message is sent
I bet them pussy niggas never try to play us again
Let ’em in

[Verse 2]
Let the lions in smoke out the den
Park the Benz, hopped out slid
Your niggas froze some of them hid
They ain’t on this shit
We hella dipped, I knocked your bitch
I ain’t even a pimp
She on the strip bringing this shit
Be back by ten thats what she said thats what she meant
Sense your kick in that’s what she did, trill bitch
Very rare in this atmosphere at the table
When I feast bosses eating I pull you up a chair
Everybody eating, everybody shining
Organised rhymes family got the profits rising
Where we go from that depends on whether you scared
Cause scared don’t make bread and we tryna beat the points spread
Switched been on the water but I ain’t in a waterbed
That’s a ship I had to charter there
Me and twenty of my cars in here
I got a little art man up in here a boss is always prepared

Berner & Styles P – Table (feat. Schoolboy Q)

[Verse 1: Berner]
Sheesh
Just a week ago
Everything was sweet
I’m losing close friends
Money ain’t shit
I’m sick of greed
I lit the weed then I crack the bottle
Will I see tomorrow?
I let it all for my daughter and my babby momma
Sketchy drug deals got me here today
Pocket full of seeds chopping trees down in Uruguay
We go to jail I piss a year away
They don’t see the value in life
Shit, I’m here to stay
I fucked around I’m bout to gun show
Indo for the head sell all the sun grown
Remember where you come from
‘Cause acting brand new that ain’t something you can run from
Shits changing yeah I’m still crazy
Fuck the world that’s how I feel lately
Yeah, put a couple joints in the air
I’m riding slow through the city in a brand new McClaren

[Hook: Berner]
A lot of money on the table
Will I make it or not?
A whole lot of money on the table
They say I’m worth more death than when I’m alive
A lot of money on the table
Will I make it or not?
A whole lot of money on the table
They say I’m worth more death than when I’m alive

[Verse 2: Styles P]
They say real niggas never die
Word to my weed I’m forever high
Money on the table some set aside
Been stop banging put my set aside
Probably out touring
Money on the dining room table that’s Ralph Lauren
Smoke on the kitchen, table more on the counter top
I’m not around a lot
I’m touching pounds alot
Probably in the foreign
Me without weed is the Fugees without Lauryn
The movie without a star
A speaker without a forum
Niggas don’t feel me, fuck it I just ignore them, nigga
A full saver in a digi scale
Two lawyers on deck if you’ve been to jail
Money machine and the automatic
Money on the table and that mansion and we all can have it
Deuce

[Hook: Berner]
A lot of money on the table
Will I make it or not?
A whole lot of money on the table
They say I’m worth more death than when I’m alive
A lot of money on the table
Will I make it or not?
A whole lot of money on the table
They say I’m worth more death than when I’m alive

[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
What’s there when you pop but gone when you not
Your homies ain’t solid, keep explaining to cops
The weed man won’t pick up the phone now
And every now and then you duck where you hang out
Three homies from your childhood memories timed out
You get addicted to sliding slapping the five in
The streets was our fathers
Needed the Bentley low mileage
Couldn’t get it in college, we learned
The struggle make my appreciate every dollar I earned
I love to see my mother’s face when I tell her to splurge
I did that, chauffeur my daughter in my Maybach
That take me back to when we new jack
And different colour food stamps
But now I hurt the burner with style
And now I got Peruvian couch, nigga
In that terranean house
And how the millions come with an out
You feel me?

[Hook: Berner]
A lot of money on the table
Will I make it or not?
A whole lot of money on the table
They say I’m worth more death than when I’m alive
A lot of money on the table
Will I make it or not?
A whole lot of money on the table
They say I’m worth more death than when I’m alive

RiFF RaFF – My Ice

[Intro]
My ice, my ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice

[Hook]
When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice
When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice
When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice

[Verse 1]
Not bad, drop Jag
Paper tag on the back
I was gon’ leave five stacks but valet scratched my bag
I’m addicted to foreigns, rocking Ralph Lauren
Could’ve been stage touring, it’s the white Martin Lawrence
Like a drunk doctor, I lost my patients
Started to hate waiting, Cadillac Escaladed
I’m at the Trump Towers on the escalator
If it ain’t about the paper, I’ma see you later
I rock more ice than a figure skater
When Gucci got out, I had to call my jeweler
But don’t get confused, my wrist is a zoo
All my diamonds are see through blue, RiFF

[Hook]
When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice
When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice
When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice

[Verse 2]
[?] right back at the state park
Parked outside of Fort Knox, Porsche Boxster [?]
Four tube socks filled with solid gold blocks
Paint wetter than a mop as I proceed to chop blocks
White ice man diamonds big as a knee pad
91 surpreme gas mango matte Maybach
Shot more jumpers than Scott Skiles, aquaberry smiles
They tried to steal my style but I was rocking reptile
It’s the versatile crocodile, Iceberg Simpson [?]
I’m eating shrimp on my burberry blimp
I’m addicted to foreigns, rocking Ralph Lauren
Could’ve been stage touring, it’s the white Martin Lawrence

[Hook]
When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice
When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice
When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
My ice, my ice, my ice
RiFF

Lil Peep – Cobain (feat. Lil Tracy) (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook: lil peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane with my clique and the bad bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl we are not the same
Bitch I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once and I’ve never been the same

[Verse: lil tracy]
Lil tracy, I used to rob, but I shop now
Comin’ up, I might get recognized when I walk around
Coolin’ with lil peep, lets hit the mall tomorrow
I’mma mix some American Eagle with some Ralph Lauren
I got a bad bitch who is good to me
Baby, I see passion in your eyes when you look at me
I’mma show you off like some Louis V
Coke lines on the mirror, snort a line for me

[Hook: lil peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane with my clique and the bad bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl we are not the same
Bitch I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once and I’ve never been the same

Kevin Gates – Maybach Music (freestyle) Lyrics

Sample: “come and take over”

Gates : ” put on my Dodgers fitted, then I, took that off and put on my Philly fitted
Rolled a Philly in it, lotta spliffs n shit, trllionare!”

” closed captioned for the listening impaired
Sympathetic toward the victim but the witness get it bad
Visions of the past, the kids still fighting back forth behind the glass like the windshield wiper
Good butter here then, let’s say album
Brooks brother clear lens flex frame calvin
Now he want a phantom with the flip face panel
Chew a snake like a tooth ache I could make sandals
Gun in hand and the other man freezes
Diddas duffle bag, Richard Cunningham sneakers
People under the stairs outta garbage can eatin
Paparazzi cameras squeezin while the maseratti speeding.”

” it’s some things your money can’t buy
No pretending til the end of it living with no facad.”

“In my ear, so many instruments I hear
Feel like MaCauley culkin I’m takin extra precaution
More percussion than a orchestra, tell it to the officer
Anything by any means to get them off of ya
Hungry out in Europe, money connesour
With thus sprungus(?) I’m a nuva(?) With your bunny on a scooter
Treat her like a stewardess, lookin out for shooters
Buda catch you honeymoonin have you Packin up and movin.”

“Its some things in life that don’t exist
Like being this sick or even a finer bitch.”

“Niggas hate, I see them lookin tryna Fuck her
She cook and like to cuddle
But I wouldn’t try to touch her where you prolly thought it wasn’t
Disguising it in public, Fire out the hide couple bullets in your knuckles
Never speaking in rebuttals. Nina bleached and leavin puddles
Dawana and Bianca blowin Ganga finger Fuckin
Limousine allot of sucking, only love that she know
Say I’m in love with her throat but I’m in love with them both
I play broke, walk in an out of some stores
End up buyin some clothes cuz mama get what she want

“In the whip, feel like I’m flyin thru the city
Wide body five glide while I’m riding with a biddy
Red Philly fitted, moon roof open
Move a little closer be like oh you smokin
It’s potent, I beat the odds
Now I’m rolling up and I’m choking like Peter tajh?
IPhone mobile my number I see the stars
Ralph Lauren sheets and suites when we minaj

“I’m on the leer , first class in the clear
Eating sandwiches my management put me by Pam Greir
She asked who was I. Who was I to reply
Young fly society I am a god of ?

Rest in peace to all the soldiers we lost
And god speed may be with all the soldiers at war”

Block B – BASTARZ – That’s Right

Wake up baby
우릴 반기는 아침
아름다운 오늘이야
Baby 괜스레 기분이 좋아
핸드폰을 찾지
귀엽게 눈도 못 뜨고
친구 번호 눌러
아기같이 부은 얼굴로

친구야 너 뭐 해
오늘 가자 멀리
SNS는 없으니
사진은 No thanks
작은 차에 낑겨 다 태우고
음악은 힙합으로
제일 크게 틀어

지갑에 돈이 땡전 한 푼 없어도
괜찮아 돈은 내가 좀 벌어 놨으니
조만간 네가 돈을 많이 번다면
날 Ralph Lauren
매장으로 데려가 줄래 Baby

That’s right tonight
that’s right tonight
떠나도 돼 어디든 행복할 거야
넌 누구보다 특별해 Baby

Oh right baby
술을 마셔도 좋지
누구 하나 빼는 사람 없이
분위기는 계속
Keep going
지금 나는 좋아
이 모든 게 다
너무너무너무
그냥 자유로워 행복해
I love this world

코를 비뚤어뜨릴 거야 오늘 밤
거기 취한척하는 고니루 형 어디 가
원샷으로 막 들이부어 Baby
힘이 들면 여기 드러누우면 되지
어지러운데 난 안 취했어
오늘은 멀리 흘러가 안 올테니
난 더 계속 마시겠어
감사해
Thank you god amen

That’s right tonight
that’s right tonight
떠나도 돼
어디든 행복할 거야
넌 누구보다 특별해 Baby

난 365일 매일매일
오늘만 같았으면 해 Baby
내가 살면서 제일 잘했다고
생각하는 건 널 만난 거야 Yeah

That’s right tonight
that’s right tonight
떠나도 돼
어디든 행복할 거야
넌 누구보다 특별해 Baby