Kio, Kio)




Chorus]
Let's play a game, big bank, take a lil' bank
Let's play a game, sniper, I got range
She play games, she hyper, she love cocaine
She gimme brain, I like it
I got the touch like Midas
She wanna fuck, I might
I'm full off of food, got the Itis
It's been a long day, I'm tired
But I'll make it ride like a bike
I told her her friends are invited
Fuck 'em off codeine, I tried it
Ask if you think I'm lying

[Verse 1: Juice Wrld]
Just give me a stage and a mic
I bet I turn into Mike
I beat it up like I'm Ike, right
I beat it up like I'm Ike
VVS, shit like a nightlight
But you n***as ain't that bright
Your bitch wanna fuck
Lucky for you, she ain't my type
Young n***a comin' to fight, right
But I got the pipe right
Green bean, money like limelight
Shoot when the time's right
Bad bitch say that she only like girls
What would she do for a Klondike?
Hit it from the back in the back of a Bentley truck
While she eat a blonde dyke

Verse 1 : Lil Baby]
You pillow talkin' to hoes again
You breakin' the code again
I'm on the road again
We snakin' these bitches with them poles again
This chopper do tricks, you gon' go fold it in
I know they be hatin', I still post they shit
We stay on they block like we 'posed to slid
This Glock been with me on my road to riches
We done over-sold the load again
Too many plays, been off for too many days
Boy you a bitch, you got feminine ways
I get the drop, I'ma pay, they gon' spray where you stay
I had to check on my man, think he part of the clan
Keep a mask, he got too many Ks
I had to run up them bands when I got out the can
Can't go back, I got too many cases
He actin' bad on the 'Gram but we know what's gon' happen
It happen in every occasion
Somebody killed, I be tellin' my youngins to chill


Verse 1: Trey Songz
The way that you [/] girl i need you to make your way over
And i need it right now, you ain't gotta think about it, no woah
Girl i want it like you need me so let me solve the problem
You can take it or leave it, baby
You move how im thinkin'
I give you what you been feenin'
So don't refuse my offer
Here's an option, hop up in that bentley [?]
(Back it out, pull it up)
Turn the driveway
(Put the code in the gate)
Front door is open
On the kitchen table you'll see a tray with a couple drinks
I be waitin' in the back room with the move, you got the boom boom
I can play your favorite song while i do you

Yeah girl i been meaning to tell you a secret
The last time we did it you gave me your weakness
I can't wait to feel ya
Move you [......?]
We go all night (for life, for life)
[.......?]



[Verse 1: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
I'ma hot some
And why these n***as try'na mop some
Pussy ass n***a, all that dissin', never pop nun
I will let him on that glizzy if he never shot that
Every n***a 'round me wit' it, and we all rock some
"Slow down Montana", I let the window down and spray 'round
All my n***as goated, he did back to back without my case on
Lil' Bitch, I'm know for to get it poppin' to keep that 4 pound
We in the front, push that .40, get to knockin', blow yo pole down
This .4 gon' bust, smoke a person, this blood is what I owe now
But I own my own bullets, gon' bust yo dome, yea, that's on time
Take the burner I'on even am home alone, bitch, don't come inside
When I say it's up, no nun, but get it on, cuz' bitch I'm 'bout mine
Spend this cash on a brand new AP, put money on mine
For gang sake, no one can save me, I watched the bloods ride
Catch a n***a diss me, then I kill him, bitch, i make his pap cry
Triple crossed, [?] the whole system, and gained a third eye