Day: June 3, 2025

Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh) W-w-w-well done, well done (muahahaha) Finish him Snapbacks back (Yeah), snapbacks back (Ha) That's all these niggas sayin' (Ha, ha), I brought snapbacks back (Ha ha) I'm a fresh ass nigga, bitches know I'm the shit 25 for my belt, nigga, get off my dick (Hermès, nigga) I brought the snapbacks...

Look, illest of the illest, I'm a sick soul A little margarita blend so I sip slow Too talented type of nigga, I'm kinda schizo But never out of my element, I let that fifth go Shots in the club, panic at the disco She of that MDMA, that's from Frisco Hella chips, call me...

Don't ah Don't ah Don't ah Don't let love pass you by Look, look, uh Leather jacket, relaxin' in the movie scenes, I'm actin' These rappers practice, I'm at the plate, another bad bitch Fully smoking locomotive, nigga, fuck a ad-lib In the club celebratin' 'cause I'm so promoted, ha Is it a fire? 'Cause...

David, David, David, David Banner (Banner) David Banner (Banner) Ladies love me I'm on my Cool J My bad, I'm sorry I'm double-parked, yeah, that's my Bugatti And that's my Ferrari next to my Ducatti Call my old school "Big Bertha," that big body Boy, I get exotic, my car need a pilot Get free...

To all my ladies, think it's about time 'Cause there's just one thing that's on my mind Your body, your body To all my ladies looking so fine There's just one thing that's on my mind Your body, your body (Uh, uh) I want you, girl Fresh I am (Yes), yes, I am (Yes) Skinny...

Hahaha, right Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah I hear 'em talkin' 'bout this Can't fight the feeling Hahaha, haha Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Leggo, look, haha Can't fight the feeling Do you think I give a **** what you think about me? I got my chin up, brother walkin' properly Almost off them papers so...

J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League I'ma make you fall in love when you leave the club All I really want you to do is scream my name And nobody else, just love me, girl 'cause you bad All by yourself, just love me, girl Who is she? She got a special type of perfume And her bag's Balenciaga...

We in the motherfuckin' buildin' A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah!) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles...

Yeah, I would like this dance, little mama I thought you'd never ask, I got lot of cash Especially more for ya, yeah 'Cause you the hottest thing up in this club I can tell when you hit the stage, baby, you gettin' paid Your booty is like a money magnet You lookin' like Jessica...

Go 'head (Go 'head), do ya dance (Do ya dance) I know you see all of this money in my hand (Yeah, leggo) And if you keep doing it for me, I'ma spend it all (Yeah) Girl, if you keep doing it for me, I'ma spend it all (Leggo, yeah) Yeah, yeah Work that booty,...