MadeinTYO – Funeral Lyrics

[Verse 1: MadeinTYO]
Actually you was cool, for a minute
I thought that we was cool for a minute, we went to school for a minute
Yeah she [?] when I hit it, I admit it
I’m that good feeling, when yo head up in the ceiling
Rub yo shit when I hit it
Ye these bars ‘ould make you lift up
I’m in your stomach like a sit-up
Ice cream diamonds yeah, it just got my wrist up
5k Raf on your pants, with yo big butt

[Verse 2: MyNamePhin]
I had a [?] she tryna eat me like some feast
Wanna split me like a swisher but we only smoking backwoods I’m
Balling like [?], coloured hair ‘cos a leader she
Mad ‘cos I ain’t wanna kiss her now, she pop a xan and act but she listen
This money first you, trippin’ it so different on Twitter pitching the verse if you
Got a bag then come get it just thanks for nothing you suck ‘cos you
Swallowed and should of spit it and [?] chrome kitted my
Momma said go and get it ‘cos niggas be all frilly like really like
I don’t get it, how come these niggas be bluffing your
Bitch a [?]

[Verse 3: MadeinTYO]
TPC shit
I love the private club
If I let you borrow the flow you gotta bring it back though
I’m tryna ball like Kobe, yeah with the afro
I get that chicken then jog, run through the back though
Japan smoking eight, yeah uh purple grapes
I know you lost this side, she tryna troll the high
Posting weak shit, flexing, but she just need a ride
And we just hit, Neiman Marcus I just got the slides
Margiela ribs, yeah you busting out your thighs
Flat screen, yeah I need that shit real wide
Next house, I need the pool with the fucking slide
And I ain’t letting shit slide
TPC 2018

[Verse 4: MyNamePhin]
I got a cougar with a Ruger, she don’t even listen to my music
But it’s some’ about that ratchet, take her in the Gucci snatch it
Her eyes bigger than her closet and, my pride bigger than that I’m sorry ‘cos
Niggas be coppin’ gucci, and you thinking I’m next to do it
Girl you foolish what you talking, I got it [?]
You catch it like Randy Moss while I’m shroomy tripping get losty huh

YBN Almighty Jay – Takin Off

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m taking off, leave your panties on when you fuck don’t take em off
She tryna have my baby keep the rubber on don’t take it off
Taking off Ferrari with the top I had to take it off
Niggas in they feelings ’cause they see a nigga takin off
Take it off
Take thousand dollar’s then I had to break it off
She gon’ throw it back and imma catch it like I’m Randy Moss
Bitch get lost, blew it on some kicks, nigga fuck the cops
Niggas wanna leech ’cause they see a nigga takin off

[Verse 1]
She tryna take off her top, my diamond they wet but your pussy not
My niggas still stand on the block they serving the rocks and ducking from cops
Niggas want beef with the gang until they get robbed until they get shot
Bitch want a nigga to marry they ass but I don’t fall in love with no thot
30 in the Glock that bitch hang out it look like a mop
Sliding on the opps, all that twitter beefing gotta stop
Carrots in my chain, my diamonds look like bunnies how they hop
Niggas in my lane, and that shit all funny till they drop
I learned that pimp shit from my pops
I got a friendship with your opps
I fucked your bitch in Gucci flops
French y’all boys who lean in rocks
Snatch yo bitch ’cause I’m a flirt
Ye’ ain’t twins [?]
Diamonds a bitch I feel like dirt
Ducking yo bitch I made her squirt

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m taking off, leave your panties on when you fuck don’t take em off
She tryna have my baby keep the rubber on don’t take it off
Taking off Ferrari with the top I had to take it off
Niggas in they feelings ’cause they see a nigga takin off
Take it off
Take thousand dollar’s then I had to break it off
She gon’ throw it back and imma catch it like I’m Randy Moss
Bitch get lost, throw it on some kicks, nigga fuck the cops
Niggas wanna leech ’cause they see a nigga takin off

[Verse 2]
When Jay walk in that room that pussy leakin’
Hit it from the back that pussy speakin’
My nigga popped some xans now he tweakin
Blew two bands in a strip club for no reason
Bitch she broke and boujee
She get on on nerves then she might just loose me
These bitches choosy
My friends are dead I feel like Uzi
These niggas goofy
They diss me for clout but the shit so booty
I told her to chew me
Netflix and Chill I don’t go to no movies
I won’t spend time with a bitch she argue I don’t got time for this shit
I put all my ice on and I almost blind a bitch
Made her give me face just like I FaceTimed a bitch
Told her that I loved her, she said boy you lied and shit

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m taking off, leave your panties on when you fuck don’t take em off
She tryna have my baby keep the rubber on don’t take it off
Taking off Ferrari with the top I had to take it off
Niggas in they feelings ’cause they see a nigga takin off
Take it off
Take thousand dollar’s then I had to break it off
She gon’ throw it back and imma catch it like I’m Randy Moss
Bitch get lost, throw it on some kicks, nigga fuck the cops
Niggas wanna leech ’cause they see a nigga takin off

Chief Keef – Germs (The W Mixtape)

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

[Verse 1]
I got big rings, I got big bank
I got chips, Lays, finna hit Chase
Eating filet mignon, aye
Living like a playa, priest to a maid
It’s all about the free, she gon’ let me skeet
She said you rollin’, we put you on your knees
I gotta bitch that look like Kelly Bundy
But then she woulda said that I was ugly

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

[Verse 2]
High baby doll, call me Ice
You are all doomed to delight
Give me some Sprite and some ice
Walked in the bank like "Hi"
Honey, I’m home
Think I’m Randy Moss, I’m going wild
She think I’m Krayzie Bone, but she gon’ let me bone
You saying this and that, but you high
I’m in LA but I’m on my fucking way to Rome
Turn a .4-0 to two tone, you know I gotta shit on em
Gotta get my poop on, I was tired of driving trucks
Had to get my coupe on, I started with one verse
Had to get my two on

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purp
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

Chief Keef – Can You Be My Friend (Thot Breaker Album)

[Hook]
She take it slow then she wind it up
I’m showing love but it’s not enough
Girl you look fine like wine
Loan me some of your time
Tell me can you be my friend
I would like to tell you who I am
Baby will you take me for who I am
Ima hold the deal up on my end
Bang, bang

[Verse 1]
I know you don’t want no scrub
Baby Ima boss you should love that in me
She’s like "But my bestfriend was like ‘Baby he’s a dog he was trynna holla at me’"
I know I can fuck up, another man can luck up, in the club dancing on your pum pum (Bang, bang)
Baby I respect you and love you if you let me I do not take you as a dumb dumb
I’ll hold you slowly
Treat you like a trophy
Get so much of you I OD
Can you pass me up like slowly
I’ll wear you out like my Louie
Squeeze on you like my toolie
Stir you up like a smoothie
Clean you up like my jewelry

[Hook]
She take it slow then she wind it up
I’m showing love but it’s not enough
Girl you look fine like wine
Loan me some of your time
Tell me can you be my friend
I would like to tell you who I am
Baby will you take me for who I am
Ima hold the deal up on my end
Bang, bang

[Verse 2]
But if I get all in your back
Snap for me like a poet
Baby I’m a young Randy Moss
I can catch it long as you throw it
I just picked you up some Roses in the lotus
I just picked up spice full of potions (Bang, bang)
Just picked up a new scent from Barney’s, baby
You that I smell like I’m ballin’ (Bang, bang)
You know that I ain’t used to one night
I can have you here in one flight, baby
It’s just me and you in one boat
They see us on this yacht, they gon’ go crazy
Your friends know how much you love me
But they be still tryna fuck with me
When it comes to them I act like I’m rusty
Baby I won’t lie, just trust me

[Hook]
She take it slow then she wine it up
I’m showing love but it’s not enough
Girl your fine like wine
Loan me some of your time
Tell me can you be my friend
I will like to tell you who I am
Baby will you take me for who I am
Ima hold the deal up on my end
Bang, bang

Chief Keef – Short (feat. Tadoe) (Two Zero One Seven Deluxe Album)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick, nigga
Bolts of the dope, get you fixed, nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss
I’m interceptin’ her, Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas lifes on chalk

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I’m lookin’ for the dope man, tell him pull up on me
Ridin’ in that Ferrari, actin’ fuckin’ dorky
Big ass banana clip, actin’ fuckin’ monkey
The hollows in this .45 are chunky
Black chopper on me but the beam on it so red
Sell a hammer to a shark and some dope to a coke head
You were runnin’ around these streets, nigga, you were so scared
I got all my ice on, Kool-Aid, man, oh yeah
So wavy I can float boats, gettin’ off of dope smokes
You fake ass niggas, I can’t take this shit no more
I’m down like some Low Pros, cookin’ like it’s four stoves
Floyd Mayweather, chopper givin’ niggas low blow

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick, nigga
Bolts of the dope, get you fixed, nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss
I’m interceptin’ her, Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas lifes on chalk

[Verse 2: Tadoe]
Residue up in my nail, weigh that weight up by the scale
Send those packs out through the mail
Send them bags off through the mail
High as hell, so poured a 12, prayin’ I don’t go to jail
When them bitches fuckin’ land, I’ma cop a fucking Lam’
When I’m done with the grams, I might cop a AMG
That’s all money goin’, bitch, I got a tre on me
And we get ’em by the pint, I’ma pour a 8 at least
And we get ’em by the pint, I’ma pour a 8 at least

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick, nigga
Bolts of the dope, get you fixed, nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss
I’m interceptin’ her, Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas lifes on chalk

Chief Keef – Short (feat. Tadoe) (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick, nigga
Bolts of the dope, get you fixed, nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss
I’m interceptin’ her, Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas lifes on chalk

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I’m lookin’ for the dope man, tell him pull up on me
Ridin’ in that Ferrari, actin’ fuckin’ dorky
Big ass banana clip, actin’ fuckin’ monkey
The hollows in this .45 are chunky
Black chopper on me but the beam on it so red
Sell a hammer to a shark and some dope to a coke head
You were runnin’ around these streets, nigga, you were so scared
I got all my ice on, Kool-Aid, man, oh yeah
So wavy I can float boats, gettin’ off of dope smokes
You fake ass niggas, I can’t take this shit no more
I’m down like some Low Pros, cookin’ like it’s four stoves
Floyd Mayweather, chopper givin’ niggas low blow

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick, nigga
Bolts of the dope, get you fixed, nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss
I’m interceptin’ her, Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas lifes on chalk

[Verse 2: Tadoe]
Residue up in my nail, weigh that weight up by the scale
Send those packs out through the mail
Send them bags off through the mail
High as hell, so poured a 12, prayin’ I don’t go to jail
When them bitches fuckin’ land, I’ma cop a fucking Lam’
When I’m done with the grams, I might cop a AMG
That’s all money goin’, bitch, I got a tre on me
And we get ’em by the pint, I’ma pour a 8 at least
And we get ’em by the pint, I’ma pour a 8 at least

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick, nigga
Bolts of the dope, get you fixed, nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss
I’m interceptin’ her, Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas lifes on chalk

Chief Keef – Short Lyrics

[Hook]

I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick nigga
[?] get you fixed nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss, I’m intercepting her Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas [?]

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]

I’m looking for the dope head tell em pull up on me
Riding in that [?] Rari acting fucking dorky
Big ass banana clip acting fucking monkey
The hollows in this .45 are chunky
Black chopper on me but the beam on it so red
Sell a [?] to a [?] and some dope to a coke head
You were running around these streets nigga you were so scared
I got all my ice on Kool-Aid man oh yea
So wavy I can float boats getting off of dope smokes
You fake ass niggas I can’t take this shit no more
I’m down like some Low Pros [?] like it’s [?]
Floyd Mayweather chopper giving niggas low blow

[Hook]

I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick nigga
[?] get you fixed nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss, I’m intercepting her Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas [?]

[Verse 2: Tadoe]

Residue up in my nail weigh that [?] scales
Send those packs out through the mail
Send them [?] out the mail
[?] so pulled the 12, praying I don’t go to jail
When them bitches fucking [?] I’m gonna cop a fucking [?]
When I’m done with the [?] I might cop a AMG
That’s [?] bitch I got a tre on me
And we get em by the pint I’m gonna pour up [?]
And we get em by the pint I’m gonna pour up [?]

[Hook]

I always wanted to be a rich nigga
Thug in me still travel with a stick nigga
[?] get you fixed nigga
Pull up in that Jet Li and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss, I’m intercepting her Randy Moss
Real niggas don’t pillow talk
Snitch niggas [?]

Kodak Black – Boss My Life Up (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
See, you gotta go against all odds, you know?
Boss your life up

[Hook]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin’ white for?
I’m in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

[Verse 1]
See, Imma drink a pint, lil momma damn, she got nice butt
Then you can come and tie lil momma down, you could wife her
If you got them bands, then she might fuck
I’m in Fort Myers with G once sellin’ white stuff
I had to hit that lick, it’s a gamble everyday
I here you gotta take a risk
How else you think I wrapped the Cuban link around my wrist?
Now I’m bendin’ corners, I got forgis on my whip
Cashed out, nigga, I’ve been racked up ever since
Movin’ short on them bills, now I pay my momma rent
Remember sellin’ dope to my next door neighbor then
Knock, knock, ain’t nobody home we breakin’ in

[Hook]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin’ white for?
I’m in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

[Verse 2]
Boss my life up, it wasn’t nothin’ else to do
You should try it too, you should run a check or two
I’m tryna make it out, you could be successful too
Ain’t tryna make it out? Then sorry I can’t hang with you
Girl I can’t hang with you, lil homie I can’t mess with you
I’m bout my cheddar, you should go get you some cheddar too
Go get you a check or two, that what you better do
So you can free yourself a lil bit, when you steppin’ through
I had to boss up, I had to cut some people off
To be the boss, you gotta learn how to take a loss
Bible on the dash, road runnin’ with the cross
Goin’ up top, touch down like Randy Moss

[Hook]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin’ white for?
I’m in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her