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[Intro: Moneybagg Yo]
This shit here all I know
(That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul)
June, you’re a genius
Facts

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
Slipper goals, man, these streets so cold (They froze)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
I won’t break no codes (Ain’t never)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
Gotta keep a pole (Right now)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
The streets all I know (I know)
That’s on my soul (Hey)
Slipper goals, man, these streets so cold (They froze)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
I won’t break no codes (Ain’t never)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
Gotta keep a pole (Right now)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
The streets all I know (I know)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Showed love ‘fore I saw the loyalty
I gave her way too much credit (I did)
Wanted a spot in my movie scene
But you didn’t make the final edit (The cut)
My bitch and my other bitch at war (Why?)
I’m the reason, so they blame me (Damn)
I trust a dude off some other nigga’s word
My fault, gotta blame me (Beat myself up)
I stood on my word, I showed ’em I’m solid but niggas went left (And niggas went that way)
Whenever it’s shit goin’ on, it feel like I’m here by myself (I’m here all alone)
One thing that I had to accept (What?), they just around for the wealth (That’s crazy crazy)
And if anybody ’round me try me (What happen?), I’ma love ’em to death
I’m goin’ in, yes, sir
I’m livin’ like that, I swear
No cap, tables right there
Clear Cartiers on my wrist, nerd (I’m up)
I’m king to these hoes (Ask ’em)
Can’t do shit for her finger so I put a ring on her toes (Hah)
Got no heart, just a black hole, on my soul

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
Man, these streets so cold (They froze)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
I won’t break no codes (Ain’t never)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
Gotta keep a pole (Right now)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
The streets all I know (I know)
That’s on my soul (Hey)
Slipper goals, man, these streets so cold (They froze)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
I won’t break no codes (Ain’t never)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
Gotta keep a pole (Right now)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
The streets all I know (I know)
That’s on my soul

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Niggas be actin’ like hoes, like they keep a pole, but niggas be gettin’ exposed
Foenem be callin’ my phone when I get the load, ’cause I know they gettin’ ’em gone
I might face the East when I’m in that Rolls ’cause I’m in cahoots with the most
I know a nigga who killed over half the city, when he got caught, he told
Still ask for cash like he ain’t told, that shit so bold
You don’t want that issue, grab that tissue, foenem wipe your nose
And I don’t get high off Percs no more, I gotta boot up the dose
And I can’t trust them niggas no more, ’cause that shit too close, yeah

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
Man, these streets so cold (They froze)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
I won’t break no codes (Ain’t never)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
Gotta keep a pole (Right now)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
The streets all I know (I know)
That’s on my soul
Slipper goals, man, these streets so cold (They froze)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
I won’t break no codes (Ain’t never)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
Gotta keep a pole (Right now)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul
The streets all I know (I know)
That’s on my soul, that’s on my soul

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[Intro]
I ain’t even gon’ lie, like
This shit hard tryna repair the trust and shit
When I was all in your face, why you ain’t say it then?
Wait ’til I leave to send texts and shit

[Chorus]
Never know how you feelin’, want me to guess it (Want me to guess it)
How we go from fighting and yelling to sexing? (Can you tell me?)
Can’t leave you ‘lone, I’m obsession ’bout your complexion (How you coming)
But like bad service on FaceTime, got poor connection (Poor connection)

[Verse]
What this is? What we doin’?
All of this arguing, I can’t do it
One day you love me, the next day you through with me
Tellin’ your friend the shit you gon’ do with me
You was my rider, holding it down
You was my queen, gave you the crown (True)
When I get back, we can sit down (Why?)
Ain’t tryna deal with this shit right now (No, hey)
I was ridin’ one night, thinkin’ ’bout that shit you said (Said)
I just looked at your text message, left your shit on read (What it say?)
You just want me in rotation, playin’ with my head (What else?)
And you always tryna hide me, ain’t no Easter egg (Ain’t April)
Disrespectful ho, this bitch that we go back and forth (Forth)
Then after that we suckin’, fuckin’, lovin’, makin’ noise (Ugh)
I let you push the Wraith around because what’s mine is yours (Straight up)
Sometimes we don’t get along, this shit feel like a chore (I don’t like it)
I swear you the trillest, I don’t know no other
Show me you with me and ride like a shuttle
I put the dick on you and eat you like supper
I hold up your legs and I spread ’em like butter (Ugh, I cut her)
Yeah, tell me, just what is we doin’? (Huh?)
I been through some shit, man, I’m ruined (I am)
I’ll deal with this when I’m not touring (Ooh)
Rollin’ up loud, my head in the clouds (Head in the air, thinkin’ ’bout shit)
Like property, feel like I’m lost and I’m found (It feel like I’m off and I’m on with you)
I kept evolving, you ain’t grow (No)
Hoes will go when you say no (So)
When I’m sleep, you scroll and post
You doin’ too much, now you doin’ the most
Flew you to Cali, out to Miami
When you get home, back unhappy (Crazy)
Now you lurkin’, lookin’ for shit
Tried to slap me, now we jackin’
Leaving is easier said than done
Didn’t wanna seem like I left you for dead
I knew you would let that shit go to your head
And say that I changed for the bread
Swear I’m playin’ under you with another bitch, man, look, stop it
Comin’ like I’m gon’ against the grain, tellin’ me that I’m oppin’
Lettin’ emotions get the best of you when you know how I’m rockin’
Go through way more bad than good, how we let this shit get toxic?

[Chorus]
Never know how you feelin’, want me to guess it (Want me to guess it)
How we go from fighting and yelling to sexing? (Can you tell me?)
Can’t leave you ‘lone, I’m obsession ’bout your complexion (How you coming)
But like bad service on FaceTime, got poor connection (Poor connection)

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[Intro]
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus]
I’m that nigga, that motherfucking nigga, nigga
I’m that nigga, that motherfucking nigga
My bitch that bitch, she that motherfucking bitch
She got her own shit, natural, pretty, slim thick
I’m that nigga, that motherfucking nigga, nigga
I’m that nigga, that motherfucking nigga
My bitch that bitch, she that motherfucking bitch
She got her own shit, natural, pretty, slim thick

[Verse 1]
You madder than a bitch ’cause a nigga glowed up
I’m in a Aventador, this is not a Lambo truck
I ain’t the only one lit, my whole clique run it up
You want a G for free? For free? What the fuck? (What the fuck?)

[Interlude]
I’m tired of these broke ass niggas standin’ at the table
They wanna pull up and fuck with the bitches, but they ain’t buying no bottles
Nigga, buy some motherfucking bottles, you, broke ass nigga

[Verse 2]
I can’t stand a broke nigga, I can’t stand a broke bitch
Five bands, ain’t all-ones, I just threw a whole fit
I’ma whole boss nigga, I keep me a boss bitch
I write it down on paper, then I check it off the list
All day, I’m running plays, running plays, I’m running plays
Ain’t got time to clean the house, bitch, I got a maid
I came to make a movie, lil’ bitch, I think I’m Blade
I’m a movie star, tell the promoter I need a raise
I don’t talk in circles, no, this not a maze
I just fucked a bad bitch, ooh, I’m in a daze
No, I’m not a water boy, nigga, I’m in the game
Put some money on your head, twenty piece, chump change
Nigga

[Interlude]
Hell nah, hell nah, nigga, move the fuck out the motherfucking way
I’m tryna get to the niggas with the bag, I’m tryna get flewed out
And not like that, but you look like you ain’t flyin’ out shit, nigga

[Verse 3]
Pull up in a drop top, Uber, they ain’t even hot
She was a good girl, but I turned her to a thot
Right pocket is a knot, left pocket hold a Glock
You can the next 50, nigga, take these nine shots
You always got somethin’ bad to say, you a hater
You niggas penny pinching, man, I’m itching for that paper
I want a big crib, glass floors, elevator
I like that in-house pussy like Flava Flava
You in that baby mama Benz, that is not a stunt
You swear you doing somethin’, man, your head is corrupt
Get you a nigga like me, bitch, I’m what’s up
I just had to take her to brunch she let me fuck

[Interlude]
You talkin’ like you got the motherfucking check, but is you cuttin’ it?
Nigga, that’s your motherfucking homeboy’s section, nigga
Talkin’ all that shit with a G-Shock on
Got your phone out, recordin’ like a bitch, nigga, put your phone down

[Verse 4]
Came through with a hundred niggas with me, I’m a leader
If he say he about to shoot the shit up, you better believe him
I’m a dog, I’m a lion, I’m a fucking hyena
Got it out the mud, you can’t dirty ’cause you a diva
Lil’ Boosie in the speaker, so you know I don’t give no fucks
YG hit your bitch, I really hit it, wasn’t luck
The war cost money, nigga, get your dollars up
I’m buyin’ handguns, choppas and bulletproof trucks
Still standin’ ten years plus, I really do this
Pull your hair, hit it from the back, I really do this
Diamonds dancing, got these bitches jumpin’ to conclusions
“YG ain’t got a bag”, Bitch, is you stupid?

[Interlude]
What kinda car you drivin’, nigga?
What type of bitches is you fucking?
I’m a top notch bitch and I like top notch shit
You better get your bag together, lil’ nigga

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[Intro: YG]
Uh
Red cup, turn down for what?
Ayy

[Verse 1: YG]
I’m feelin’ good, feelin’ great
I’m feelin’ good, feelin’ great
‘Bout to go to church like Ma$e
From the hood, I escaped
From the hood, I escaped
So I do my dance every day
I’m just another nigga with some liquor in his liver
I’m agressive off the drank, just a little, I admit it
When I’m sober, I act different, know the difference, I be chillin’
But this ain’t the motherfuckin’ time to be chillin’
You see the homie in the corner, that’s my nigga
The other homie in the corner, that’s my nigga
And everybody else wearing red came with us
You fuck up this good time, we gon’ get you
I throw up West Side when I stomp with you
Ayy, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, ayy
Don’t play, girl, come with it
‘Cause life too short, life midget

[Chorus: YG & Kamiyah]
Do your dance, do your dance
Do your dance, yeah, do your dance
I do my dance, do my dance
Do my dance, I do my dance
Yup, I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it
I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right
Do your dance, do your dance
Do your dance, yeah, do your dance
I do my dance, do my dance
Do my dance, I do my dance
Yup, I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it
I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it

[Verse 2: Kamiyah]
Do my dance, I do my dance, this is how I represent
Ain’t no time sit, stand, get up and get down to this
Do it (Do it), do it (Do it), put your back into it (Into it)
Now slide (Slide), slide (Slide), go from left to right (That’s right), come on
Sunshine, bright lights
West Side, this how we rock

[Verse 3: RJ]
I stay on my hips, uh (Stay on my hips)
We slide, we dip, uh (We slide, we dip)
We fly, we drip (We fly, we)
We plot then get rich, uh
But anyway, I’ma dance lil’ bit, ayy
We can hold hands, I can handle it
I’ma get the bands, keep the candle lit
And if you made it from the land, do your dance like this

[Chorus: YG & Kamiyah]
Do your dance, do your dance
Do your dance, yeah, do your dance
I do my dance, do my dance
Do my dance, I do my dance
Yup, I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it
I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right
Do your dance, do your dance
Do your dance, yeah, do your dance
I do my dance, do my dance
Do my dance, I do my dance
Yup, I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it
I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it

[Verse 4: Mitch]
One-two step, then I dip (Woah, woah)
‘Cause I got two redbones at my crib (I got ’em, woah, oh)
Since I’m here, might as well just get lit
But I don’t want ’em goin’ through my shit
So I hit that slide, to the left, to the right
My hands on her hip tonight
I’ma hit, then dip tonight

[Verse 5: Ty Dolla $ign]
Just slide, slide, slippity slide
Forget about your troubles and your 9 to 5
I said slide, slide, slippity slide
When you’re living in the city, it’s do or die
Shawty, dip, dip, dip, dip
Gotta keep it on me just in case a nigga trip
Baby, bounce, bounce, bounce
Mama, shake that ass for me, put it in my lap for me, ayy

[Chorus: YG & Kamiyah]
Do your dance, do your dance
Do your dance, yeah, do your dance
I do my dance, do my dance
Do my dance, I do my dance
Yup, I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it
I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right
Do your dance, do your dance
Do your dance, yeah, do your dance
I do my dance, do my dance
Do my dance, I do my dance
Yup, I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it
I slide with it, rock with it
Back to the left, then right with it

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[Intro]
I would like to welcome a special guest tonight
He go by the name of
Y’all know his name
He is a very important person of this little world of ours
Now I’ma let him take the stage
(This that real rap shit, ya bitch)

[Chorus]
Talkin’ ’bout the West Coast, I’m the face of it
Gangster in designer clothes, I’m the face of it
I told them hoes to get low, I’m the face of it
I put on the bros, I’m the face of it
Drove the Maybach to the block, I’m the face of it
Dissin’ all the opps, I’m the face of it
Hard bottoms, white socks, I’m the face of it
We gon’ do this one for hip-hop

[Verse 1]
I’m the face of this shit, I’m the base of this shit
I was made for this shit, I got the taste for this shit
I’m tellin’ you
I’m not preachin’, I’m not Ma$e in this shit
I’m really West Side, I catch a case for this shit
Let the marathon continue, it’s not a race with this shit
And I ain’t even have no oldheads to lace me with shit
All my homies gang but now they changin’ and shit
I mean, it’s still gang gang but now they makin’ some chips
Ooh, I represent this shit to the T
I represent this shit like I do Bompton trees
This ain’t no smoke and mirror, nigga, fuck nicotine
Lookin’ like the West every time I hit the scene
Me and Mustard kept this shit lit, ooh
Pac ain’t the only motherfucker with the juice
Call Dre, call Snoop, call Game and Kendrick too
When you think about the West, it’s me and Nip, red and blue, nigga

[Chorus]
Talkin’ ’bout the West Coast, I’m the face of it
Gangster in designer clothes, I’m the face of it
I told them hoes to get low, I’m the face of it
I put on the bros, I’m the face of it
Drove the Maybach to the block, I’m the face of it
Dissin’ all the opps, I’m the face of it
Hard bottoms, white socks, I’m the face of it
We gon’ do this one for hip-hop

[Verse 2]
I’m on some thirsty shit
I want the recognition, on some thirsty shit
I want the recognition, on some thirsty shit
I want the recognition, clout chasin’
Whoever think different, I’ll diss ’em
They be tryna, tryna, tryna put me in a box
I be steady tryna tell these bitch niggas they not
They be tryna say I’m only urban, I say I’m pop
They be like, “How you figure that?” I say, “I’m hot,” bitch
I’m in the Lambo drop-top, bitch
I turn a good girl to a thot, bitch
We the reason that the strip club pop, bitch
I’m the face, yeah, I had to shoot my shot, bitch
Everybody wanna be Pac, I’m Suge
I’m bailin’ niggas out like I’m Suge
I’m slappin’ niggas up like I’m Suge
Set these rapper niggas up like I’m Suge

[Chorus]
Talkin’ ’bout the West Coast, I’m the face of it
Gangster in designer clothes, I’m the face of it
I told them hoes to get low, I’m the face of it
I put on the bros, I’m the face of it
Drove the Maybach to the block, I’m the face of it
Dissin’ all the opps, I’m the face of it
Hard bottoms, white socks, I’m the face of it
We gon’ do this one for hip-hop

[Verse 3]
I put my niggas on, now they lit
Pusha right at Interscope, Mustard rich
B-More run a label, you gotta meet with him
Gav and Charlie designed 4Hunnid, Nano writin’ hits
My bro on this shit, he up next
I feel good, I feel great, I feel blessed
Bad check, swag check, dad check, designer check
It ain’t nothin’ to remind you, check
I’m that nigga that wear that hard bottoms with the white socks
I’m the nigga that had Bompton there shootin’ videos on the block
I’m that young Piru, SuWoop gang, fly ass nigga
I’m the nigga, I’m the nigga, I’m the fuckin’ nigga

[Outro]
What did Drake say?
“You don’t need no motherfuckin’ awards, you already won”
Bitch, I won
I won, bitch, tell me different, anybody
Cross the line if you feel different, nigga

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[Intro: Rose Gold]
This that heartfelt shit
This that heartfelt

[Pre-Chorus: YG]
This that heartfelt shit
This that stay rock solid when life get hard, lil’ bitch
All my niggas get a bag, that’s all I wish
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit
This that heartfelt shit
This that make it to the top and it’s a hard lil’ trip
I’m right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil’ grip
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit, yeah

[Chorus: Arin Ray & Rose Gold]
I spilled my heart out to you
Spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe
So few more shots to the face
I spilled my heart out to you
Spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe
So somebody help me please

[Verse 1: YG]
Talking to my homie, he said he broke
Ask him how his daughter, he said they low
He said, “YG, I can’t take this shit no more”
I said, “Chill before you rob something,” he said he need to smoke
So we lit up, I had to tell my nigga sit up
The homie had his chin down, I told him, “Put your chin up”
I can’t see you like this, dawg
Shot him some cash and told him this, dawg
“Whatever you wanna do, just put your mind to it and do it
Calculate your steps, draw your blueprint, get to it
Find some helpin’ hands that’s gon’ contribute to your movement
‘Cause anything is possible, just look at me, I proved it
Focus on improvement, results, no excuses
Stick to the script, know your vision, never lose it
I promise, nigga, these my last two cents
When that money start coming, don’t spend it on nothing stupid”
My nigga

[Pre-Chorus: YG]
This that heartfelt shit
This that stay rock solid when life get hard, lil’ bitch
All my niggas get a bag, that’s all I wish
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit
This that heartfelt shit
This that make it to the top and it’s a hard lil’ trip (Gotta focus, my nigga)
I’m right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil’ grip (Gotta focus, nigga)
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit, yeah (Shit ain’t that hard, just focus)

[Chorus: Arin Ray & Rose Gold]
I spilled my heart out to you
Spill your heart out to me (You know, they say that when you talk about shit, it kinda help you)
Know your secrets are safe
So few more shots to the face
I spilled my heart out to you (Little mental health exercises, yeah)
Spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe (It’s gon’ be okay, baby)
So somebody help me please

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Yeah, my dawg came home, he just did a dime
I told him hit the road with me at least twenty times
He in the hood selling bricks, tryna flip a nine
Got locked, went up for bail, got that shit denied
On parole, he in the hole, barely calling home
Got knocked ‘fore I could see him, tell him welcome home
Told his baby mama to threeway me, he call her phone
‘Cause I know the pain, locked in them chains, all alone
And it feel like the walls closing and pray to Allah, hoping that
When he go to court, that the feds don’t open it
Fake niggas putting up, “Free you” when they be posting it
But ain’t no money orders in the mail when you open it
My young boy was toting that Glock, high off them opiates
Killed his dawg about some shit that wasn’t appropriate
Judge gave him 20 to 40, he couldn’t cope with it
And now he on the meds, I’m praying he hold his head, for real (For real)

[Pre-Chorus: YG]
This that heartfelt shit
This that stay rock solid when life get hard, lil’ bitch
All my niggas get a bag, that’s all I wish
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit
This that heartfelt shit
This that make it to the top and it’s a hard lil’ trip
I’m right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil’ grip
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit, yeah

[Chorus: Arin Ray & Rose Gold]
I spilled my heart out to you
Spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe
So few more shots to the face
I spilled my heart out to you
Spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe
Somebody help me please

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[Intro]
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus]
I’m in the dark goin’ brazy
I’m in the dark throwin’ twenty past eighty
I’m in the dark, it’s a movie, Scorsese
I’m in the dark, that’s how life been lately
In the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark

[Verse 1]
I’m in the dark goin’ brazy (In the dark)
I’m in the dark tryna make a baby (In the dark)
I’m in the dark like, “Fuck you, pay me” (Fuck you)
I need my hundreds dark blue like the Yankees
Slowly (Slowly) losin’ my focus (Focus)
Need a bitch in a Benz, not a Ford Focus (Ford Focus)
I’m in the dark, I don’t trust you, I’m totin’ (I’m totin’)
YG on bullshit, you already knowin’ (‘Ready know)
My life dark (Dark)
The Lamborghini red, but it’s dark (It’s dark)
I drive mines in the dark, you leave it parked (Leave it parked)
Trust issues, I done had ’em since the start (Since the start)
I’m in the field with piranhas and the sharks (And the sharks)
I get a lot of love but it’s dark
The freaks come out at night
The freaks come out at night when it’s dark

[Chorus]
I’m in the dark goin’ brazy
I’m in the dark throwin’ twenty past eighty
I’m in the dark, it’s a movie, Scorsese
I’m in the dark, that’s how life been lately
In the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark

[Verse 2]
I like my bitches dark (Dark)
I hit ’em at the park when it’s dark (When it’s dark)
I hit my target like a dart (Like a dart)
YG go dumb, but he’s smart (But he’s smart)
In real life, you a mark (You a mark)
Disrespect me, I’m on your head, I’m a scarf (I’m a scarf)
Told my barber cut my hair, leave a part (Leave a part)
But don’t line me up in the dark (In the dark)
My life dark, but I see the truth (But I see the truth)
Pop up on your bitch like peek-a-boo (It’s a pop-up)
I’m in a coupe, I don’t need the roof (I don’t need the roof)
Her ass really shock me like Pikachu (Pikachu)
(Ah) I do a bitch harsh (Harsh)
Break her heart to a thousand parts
They like, “How this ghetto nigga on the charts?”
Face down, ass up, back gotta be arched

[Chorus]
I’m in the dark goin’ brazy
I’m in the dark throwin’ twenty past eighty
I’m in the dark, it’s a movie, Scorsese
I’m in the dark, that’s how life been lately
In the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark

[Refrain]
(Breathe, haa, haa, haa, haa)
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark
(Haa, haa, haa, haa)
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark
(Breathe, haa, haa, haa, haa)
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark
(Haa, haa, haa, haa)
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark

[Chorus]
I’m in the dark goin’ brazy
I’m in the dark throwin’ twenty past eighty
I’m in the dark, it’s a movie, Scorsese
I’m in the dark, that’s how life been lately
In the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark, in the dark, in the dark
In the dark

[Outro]
Yeah, hahahahaha
Yeah, hahahahahaha
Yeah, hahaha
Yeah, hahahaha
Yeah, hahahaha
In the dark

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[Intro: YG]
Yeah
This song right here about a girl named Keshia
I know we all know a girl named Keshia
If you don’t, listen to this

[Verse 1: YG]
Young Keshia, so fly, so diva
So wise, so eager, so hot, high fever
Everybody in the hood wanna taste her, she was teasin’
Everybody thought they had a chance with it, she wasn’t easy
She knew the Earth was made of dirt
Daddy wasn’t around but she knew her worth
You ain’t have to tell her cross her legs when she wore a skirt
Life goal’s to be a lawyer or a nurse
She let Ray hit it at 18 years young
Them grown-up bums had Ray sprung
Everybody knew she was the one
She ain’t fuck with lil’ boys since dun-dun-dun-duns
Photogenic, she knew her angles, huh
Everybody shot they shot from different angles, huh
Lookin’ in her eyes, you saw angels, huh
You would’ve swore she was an angel, huh

[Chorus: YG & Rose Gold]
Keshia had a baby (Pretty Keshia)
Keshia had a baby (So fly, so diva, so wise, so eager)
Keshia had a baby
Keshia had a baby (So hot, high fever, she was teasin’)
Keshia had a…

[Verse 2: YG]
Ray was a young boy when Christ start comin’ ’round
Chris was playin’ ball so she couldn’t turn him down
He was full of game, she got hers from her mama
Ray was lame compared to Chris, but Chris came with the drama
Mama always said she was Michelle, she need Obama
Mama said don’t settle with no broke nigga, that’s a problem
She ran that same game on Ray, that’s sad
She left Ray for Chris, she in her bag
Now Ray all fucked up, Chris just lucked up
Ray probably suicidal ’cause he really love her
Chris a first round draft pick, he ’bout to blow up
Ray somewhere gettin’ drunk, face on sad pup
Keshia ain’t trippin’, she don’t think ’bout it at all
Months later, Ray seen Keshia pregnant in the mall
Jaws dropped like, “Ahh” (Oh)
Ray was really her dawg and she did him like a dog

[Chorus: YG & Rose Gold]
Keshia had a baby (Keshia, Keshia, Keshia, Keshia, Keshia)
Keshia had a baby (Scandalous, scandalous, scandalous Keshia)
Keshia had a baby (Keshia, Keshia, Keshia)
Keshia had a baby
Keshia had a…

[Verse 3: YG]
Chris finally made it to the league
Chris was scoring thirty points a game, MVP
Twenty mil’ a year, the highest paid on the team
Life was good good, Keshia neck bling bling
Keshia wrist bling bling, Keshia ring bling bling
He was a made nigga with a bad bitch on his team
Couple goals, they was a meme
Anywhere they came, they came clean
This one late night, they was on a date night
Dinner at a beach house, you know that view was hella nice
Then Chris phone rang, it read, “Boo Thang”
Keshia paused like…
“You bitch ass nigga, who the fuck is ‘Boo Thang?’
Where she at? I’ma beat her ass and run her over in this Mulsanne”
He said, “Don’t leave me”
She said, “Fuck you, I’m gone”
He said, “We got a baby, where you gon’ go?”

[Chorus: YG & Rose Gold]
Keshia had a baby (Keshia, Keshia, tell me where you goin’, Keshia)
Keshia had a baby (When they’re dead, you can’t leave ’em, ’cause the baby gon’ need ’em)
Keshia had a baby (you know you can’t leave ’em, ’cause the baby gon’ need ’em)
Keshia had a baby (Keshia had a baby, ooh)
Keshia had a…

[Outro: Rose Gold & YG]
It was what you wanted, huh?
Now you know you fucked up, Keshia
Got a baby that you love
But the baby ain’t enough for Keshia
I was raised to be secure and you know you insecure like Keshia
Now you lookin’ like, “Damn” (Damn)
“Havin’ Chris’ baby ain’t make him love me”
He take care of the kid
Don’t you worry ’bout that bitch
That’s the way they set up with
That’s just how the story is, oh Keshia
What you did to Ray ain’t cool
You left him, that was wrong
And now Ray won’t answer his phone
Drama’s at your door
That’s how it goes
Keshia had a baby

Play this song

[Intro: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)

[Verse 1: YG]
I can smell a bitch nigga a mile away
Type of nigga so bitch, he should put “bitch-made” on his license plate (Bitch)
From that real shit, you bitch niggas play hide and seek (Bitch ass niggas)
Me and bitch niggas, we don’t conversate
Bitch niggas love saying real niggas tryna hate (Bitch ass nigga)
But nah, nigga, I’m a real nigga, I had to bag up weight
You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (Bitch)
I can’t stand how bitch niggas operate
You’s a bitch (Bitch), your mama know you a bitch (Bitch)
Your girl even know you a bitch (Bitch)
I don’t know how she suck your dick, pause
You got caught with some shit (Shit)
With your best friend and your clique (Clique)
Y’all got caught hittin’ a lick (Hit)
Everybody went down ’cause you snitched (Aw)
Whoever raised you ain’t do a good job at that (That)
Whoever raised you need to get slapped
Karma is a bitch and she gon’ get you, nigga, just like that
‘Cause once a bitch, nigga, always a bitch, facts

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Want me to rap, you gotta book a nigga (Uh-huh)
I fucked his bitch, I took that pussy from a pussy nigga (Yeah)
I’m bringin’ real niggas back, they overlooked a nigga (Uh-huh)
You like to show these niggas guns, I beat him, took your pistol (Hah)
I fuck her all off in the kitchen and I’m cookin’ with her
She made me bacon with the eggs, thought she was cookin’ dinner (Mmh)
Two hours later, you on IG takin’ pictures with her (Yeah)
Soon as I woke up, gave me head, that’s breakfast in bed (Yeah)
Told on your nigga, he went fed, they found out you scared (Hah)
You play with me, you gotta go, I ain’t gotta say it (Nope)
I pull it out, bitch, I’ma blow, so watch how you play it, you lil’…

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

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[Verse 1: DEAN]
Rain is falling on bad timing
Know it’s nothing, just knocking
I can’t help it cuz it’s over, hello?
I can’t help but say it’s over (So screwed up)

[Chorus: DEAN]
Yeah, it’s true, true I’m stuck in the loop
Might sound strange, yeah
Tho it’s true to be stuck in the system
Time rewinds, you looked at me baby
Yeah, it’s true, true I’m stuck in the loop
Losing control, I can’t get over
In the void, I can’t be sober

[Refrain: DEAN]
You’re killing me softly, whoo, whoo, whoo
You’re killing me softly, whoo, whoo

[Verse 2: DEAN]
See broken promises
And I know this is what you put me through
Unwelcomed guest
Brings me back to guilts again with no word (So screwed up)

[Chorus: DEAN]
Yeah, it’s true, true I’m stuck in the loop
Might sound strange, yeah
Tho it’s true to be stuck in the system
Time rewinds, you looked at me baby
Yeah, it’s true, true I’m stuck in the loop
Losing control, I can’t get over
In the void, I can’t be sober

[Refrain: DEAN]
You’re killing me softly, whoo, whoo, whoo
You’re killing me softly, whoo, whoo

[Bridge: DEAN]
I’d be howlin’ for ya
Before the shadows drag me under
Cuz when the darkness took me over
I wouldn’t know what I have lost

[Outro: DEAN & Tabber]
I’ll be lost in desire, desire
If you won’t hold me
Hurt me more, more
Lost in desire, desire
If you won’t hold me
Kill me more, more
Lost in desire, desire
If you won’t hold me
Hurt me more, more
Lost in desire, desire
If you won’t hold me
Kill me more, more