Quality Control Drops 30 Songs On ‘Control the Streets Vol. 1’ Album [Listen]



Quality Control gave us 30 new songs on their new compilation album Control the Streets Vol. 1.

The album features an all-star lineup including Migos trio, Offset, Quavo, and Takeoff. There are also some well-recognized names in the current batch of hip hop artists including Nicki Minaj, Kodak Black, Cardi B, Gucci Mane, Lil Yachty, Young Thug, Travis Scott, Ty Dolla $ign, and more. Nicki and Quavo are featured on a previously announced single, “She For Keep,” which is included on the project.

Elsewhere on the album, you will find Cardi B and her boo Offset on the single “Um Yea.” Like them or not, you can’t deny that Migos is the dominant rap group of this generation and individually they are still shinning. Their footprints are all over this project with Offset and Quavo teaming up with Lil Yachty, another dominant young rapper, for the single “Menace.”

Quality Control’s chief executive Pierre “Pee” Thomas and chief operating officer, Kevin “Coach K” Lee both put the star-studded lineup together. “There’s some artists we could’ve signed if we were trying to get some right-now money, but we’re trying to build something for the long run,” Pee told the NY Times.

The album Control the Streets Vol. 1 is now available for streaming on iTunes/Apple Music.



Lil Yachty and Lil Pump dropping Joint Album and Touring Together




Lil Yachty and Lil Pump are dropping a joint project on New Year’s Day.

Lil Yachty and Lil Pump are either trolling their fans or they are on the verge of dropping a joint album.

The two polarized young rappers made the announcement on Twitter on Sunday when Yachty posted a screenshot of a text conversation he had with Lil Pump. “Bro, we gotta do this tape, drop in January, or February, then go on tour,” the “Gucci Gucci” rapper said. The Teenage Emotions rapper then tweeted, “First Of The Year, We Promise” with a fingers crossed emoji.

Both rappers have released their debut project this year with Lil Yachty dropping his first full body of work, Teenage Emotions, in May. Despite cracking the top five on Billboard 200 chart, the album received mixed reaction from most hip hop fans forcing the rapper to admit that his brand is much more bigger than his music. He also made a lot pf headlines this year for his beef with veteran rapper turn podcaster Joe Budden.

Lil Pump released his self-titled debut album in October and that project also cracked the top five on Billboard 200. He is also getting a lot of attention for his viral hit “Gucci Gucci.”

First Of The Year, We Promise ?? pic.twitter.com/Q1GtiuE5yu

— king of the youth (@lilyachty) November 12, 2017

Lil Yachty Explains Why He Wear A ‘F**k Joe Budden’ Shirt On Stage


Lil Yachty and Joe Budden will not be making peace anytime soon.

The “Teenage Emotions” rapper and the Everyday Struggle co-host have been beefing for a couple months now thanks to an interview Yachty did on the talk show. Budden famously bashed the young rapper for having an overly positive demeanor, something he calls irritating and BS. Lil Yachty never forgave him for attacking him unnecessary and now he is trolling the Slaughter House rapper in a very direct way.

Lil Yachty was performing in Toronto recently when a fan threw a hoodie on stage and when he saw what was written on it he put it on. “Lol a fan through on stage from the crowd and I put it on, cuz what a hater gotta say that’s why, all dese broke ni**as lucky it’s free to make a comment on someone’s post,” Yachty explains. “Cus if u had to pay to make a statement.. it would be a lot less talk.”

During his performance he egged on the audience to shout “f**k Joe Budden.” We will surely get a response from the talk show host tomorrow morning on his show Everyday Struggle. He also told the audience that these old heads like Budden need to stop “f**king with these young n****s.” This is a clear message to the rap veteran and any other hater that no matter what Lil Yachty will live his life the way he sees fit. These two rappers could easily address this beef in the studio but the only problem is that Joe is now longer an active rapper and is more like a hip hop critic these days. So the only thing left to do is for them to troll each other on social media or use their respective platforms to take shot at each other.

Lil Boat trolling Joe Budden in Toronto. #lilyachty #joebudden

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Listen Nessly and Lil Yachty New Song “Guacamole”


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

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

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

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

Lady in yellow – Lil Yachty lyrics

Lyrics Lil Yachty – Lady in yellow

Little miss lady in yellow, hello
Would you like to push petals through the meadow with me?
Little miss lady in the yellow, wassup?
I just got a question, baby, can I f*ck on you?

I just want you here tonight
Can we chill tonight if the feeling’s right?
I want you to chill with me
Little miss lady in the yellow
You play more games than Othello
Come kick it with a fellow, come chill with me
I’ma make you sing accapella
Put your diamonds up like Rocafella
We all in this together, just you and me.

Little miss lady in yellow, hello
Would you like to push petals through the meadow with me?
Little miss lady in the yellow, wassup?
I just got a question, baby, can I f*ck on you?

Damier prints on the pillow
Baby, come and sleep like a queen
Just let me in between, let me love on you
Breakdown, yellow dress, yellow skin
Yellow hair gettin’ out a yellow taxi
Baby, where you goin’?
Versuri-lyrics.info
I just wanna get to know you
I just wanna get to fold ya
Truth be told, I just wanna tell all my friends that I told ya
After I beat it, molded it, licked it, flip it, turn it over
I just want to get to own it.

We zonin’, we zonin’
We zonin’, baby girl, we zonin’
We zonin’, baby girl, we zonin’
We zonin’.

Little miss lady in the yellow, hello (yes, good vibes)
Would you like to push petals through the meadow with me? (With me? Good vibes)
Little miss lady in the yellow, wassup?
I just got a question, baby, can I f*ck on youuu?
Lil Yachty lyrics
Video yellow

Popcaan Makes Cameo In Lil Yachty & Stefflon Don “Better” Video

Popcaan makes a cameo in Lil Yachty and Stefflon Don new video “Better” and he did make the cut better.

While the Unruly Boss didn’t appear on the single, he did make an appearance in the Pensacola-directed video shot in Jamaica. The single appears on Yachty’s debut album Teenage Emotions. The clip starts out with Lil Boat heading out to sea before things get and he ended up on a deserted island. He then started illuminating about a banging female on the island that caught his attention.

Stefflon Don appeared about midway the clip to show strut her stuff in front a waterfall while Popcaan appeared while lip syncing some of the lyrics. The romantic video ended with Lil Yachty waking up realizing that he has been laying next to a sand sculpture on the beach. “Better” is the latest single off Teenage Emotions that Yachty has been pushing following the success of other singles like “Forever Young” with Diplo and “Peek-a-Boo” with Migos.

Desiigner – Thank God I Got It (feat. Mitus)

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

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

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

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

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

[Beat Switch]

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

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

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

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

DJ CASSIDY – Honor (feat. Grace & Lil Yachty)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Terintino – Ball On You Feat. Lil Yachty

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

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

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

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

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

REMY MA – Another One lyrics

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

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

Mike WiLL Made It – It Takes Two (feat. Lil Yachty & Carly Rae Jepsen)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

2016 rap up – Uncle Murda lyrics

Lyrics Uncle Murda – 2016 rap up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Carly Rae Jepsen & Lil Yachty – It Takes Two lyrics

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

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

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

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

LIL YACHTY – It Takes Two lyrics

Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

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

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

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

Carly Rae Jepsen – It Takes Two lyrics

Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

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

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

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

Lil Yachty – It Takes Two lyrics

Mike WiLL Made It
Hit it!

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

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

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

The Americanos – In My Foreign (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Lil Yachty, Nicky Jam & French Montana)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rich The Kid – Dat Way (feat. Migos) (Keep Flexin Mixtape)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Charli XCX – After The Afterparty (feat. Lil Yachty) letras

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jose Guapo – Gimmicks (feat. Lil Yachty) letras

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

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

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

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

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

Migos – Dat Way Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Migos x Rich the Kid – Dat Way

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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