Yeah, you a one of one
No, I can't lie, you the one I want (yeah)
Say what it is, keep it blunt
New girl for the month, big bod' out the bunch
And I know that it gets old when it gets cold (yeah)
Just pull up, and when you're outside before the gate close
Did a lot to keep you, girl
Finally realized that he put you second
'Cause you all broke, but you learned your lesson
Been a long time but you still get sexy
Oh yeah, you still got it
Always askin' "What you doin'?", tell him, take you shoppin'
He ain't do it for you, baby, get a different option
Got you comin' out the crib, and he ain't comin' out of pocket
How long this gon' take? Know you just wanna escape
Know you just want a break
But girl, you gotta embrace (yeah)
And I know that it gets old when it gets cold (yeah)
Just pull up, and when you're outside before the gate close
Did a lot to keep you, girl
Finally realized that he put you second
'Cause you all broke, but you learned your lesson
Been a long time but you still get sexy
Still get sexy, call my phone or text me, yeah
'Bout that time to come roll out
Waited so long, bound for a blowout
Dior down, she love to show up
You're goin' crazy, I ain't know but I know now
Let me pull up later, show you how I'm rockin'
Do you all a favor
And I know that it gets old when it gets cold
Just pull up, and when you're outside before the gate close
Did a lot to keep you, girl
Finally realized that he put you second
'Cause you all broke, but you learned your lesson
Been a long time but you still get sexy
Don Toliver - Life of a DON Album Lyrics
Don Toliver - Life of a DON Lyrics
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Chase Benjamin, Douglas Ford, Mike Dean, Mirela, Patrick Rosario, Shivam Barot
Copyright: Lyrics © BUMSHIVBEATS, ONTRACK PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BUMSHIVBEATS, ONTRACK PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
5X
Five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
Shawty poppin' it for tips
Started at the crib, now she poppin' at the strip
We was at the crib then she turned it into LIV
She just left Miami, she just got that booty lift
You with it, ready to hit, would you get hit?
Takin' all the chips, did you get a hit?
Need to flip, did you get it?
Five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
I ain't have to ask her, know exactly where you've been
You've been countin' bags up
You ain't doin' all that extra to make a fast cut
If you up at least a hundred, she might pull a fast one
Five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
Where it comin' from, it ain't groupie love
Let me hit you back, on the one and up
Where it comin' from, it ain't groupie love
Let me hit you back, on the one and up
Yeah, got her at the house, dancin' like a stripper
Movin' out her blouse, I might have to tip her
Don't open your mouth, don't open your mouth
Don't open your mouth, don't open your
Five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
Shawty poppin' it for tips
Started at the crib, now she poppin' at the strip
We was at the crib then she turned it into LIV
She just left Miami, she just got that booty lift
You with it, ready to hit, would you get hit?
Takin' all the chips, did you get a hit?
Need to flip, did you get it?
Five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
I ain't have to ask her, know exactly where you've been
You've been countin' bags up
You ain't doin' all that extra to make a fast cut
If you up at least a hundred, she might pull a fast one
Five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
Where it comin' from, it ain't groupie love
Let me hit you back, on the one and up
Where it comin' from, it ain't groupie love
Let me hit you back, on the one and up
Yeah, got her at the house, dancin' like a stripper
Movin' out her blouse, I might have to tip her
Don't open your mouth, don't open your mouth
Don't open your mouth, don't open your
Five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a, five times in a row, I seen you flip, yeah
Five times in a
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Mike Dean, Mino Drerup, Ronald LaTour
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Way Bigger
I got base but it hit way bigger (ooh-ooh)
Jet ski slide but the waves way bigger
Goyard bag but it hit way bigger (yeah, yeah)
Pour that deuce in my lemonade, nigga (yeah)
Can't get off it, it ain't six figures
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga (whoa)
Paid my dues in the streets, I'm litty
With a bad bitch through the whole pandemic (yeah, yeah)
When it hit the hole, threw the whole ninth inning
Eatin' and beatin', the whole night swimmin'
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (woo, ooh, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
In heat, like sauna
I'm blowing marijuana (geet, geet)
Don't judge me your honor (yeah)
She keep it on her
At least a hunna
She spend it if she wanna
She flocky, that's my guala (flocky)
Yeah
Goyard bag but it hit way bigger (yeah, yeah)
Pour that deuce in my lemonade, nigga (yeah)
Can't get off it, it ain't six figures
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga (whoa)
Paid my dues in the streets, I'm litty
With a bad bitch through the whole pandemic (yeah, yeah)
When it hit the hole, threw the whole ninth inning
Eatin' and beatin', the whole night swimmin'
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (woo, ooh, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Smash on the gas and a bitch can't get up
Lambo' truck and a bitch came with her (yeah)
Too much money, got shit to get rid of (woo)
Lay your head down, let me get it in the sit up (yeah)
A one time call went down, Vice City (whoa, whoa)
Going against the grain, I pity (whoa, whoa)
Hundreds of bands in cash, it's litty
Rockin' her off the wall (wall)
Split it with the fam, I want to
Count a couple M's and run through
Blue, blue cash I thumb through (blue, blue cash)
Thumb through, thumb through
My eyes red, I'm turnin' up
XYZ's, I'm curvin' her
Need Visine in that 'Rari
Need that lean, oh, yeah-yeah
Goyard bag but it hit way bigger (yeah, yeah)
Pour that deuce in my lemonade, nigga (yeah)
Can't get off it, it ain't six figures
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga (whoa)
Paid my dues in the streets, I'm litty
With a bad bitch through the whole pandemic (yeah, yeah)
When it hit the hole, threw the whole ninth inning
Eatin' and beatin', the whole night swimmin'
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (woo, ooh, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
I got base but it hit way bigger
Jet ski slide but the waves way bigger
Go off the deuce when I do two fingers
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga
I got base but it hit way bigger
Jet ski slide but the waves way, way bigger
Jet ski slide but the waves way bigger
Goyard bag but it hit way bigger (yeah, yeah)
Pour that deuce in my lemonade, nigga (yeah)
Can't get off it, it ain't six figures
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga (whoa)
Paid my dues in the streets, I'm litty
With a bad bitch through the whole pandemic (yeah, yeah)
When it hit the hole, threw the whole ninth inning
Eatin' and beatin', the whole night swimmin'
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (woo, ooh, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
In heat, like sauna
I'm blowing marijuana (geet, geet)
Don't judge me your honor (yeah)
She keep it on her
At least a hunna
She spend it if she wanna
She flocky, that's my guala (flocky)
Yeah
Goyard bag but it hit way bigger (yeah, yeah)
Pour that deuce in my lemonade, nigga (yeah)
Can't get off it, it ain't six figures
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga (whoa)
Paid my dues in the streets, I'm litty
With a bad bitch through the whole pandemic (yeah, yeah)
When it hit the hole, threw the whole ninth inning
Eatin' and beatin', the whole night swimmin'
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (woo, ooh, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Smash on the gas and a bitch can't get up
Lambo' truck and a bitch came with her (yeah)
Too much money, got shit to get rid of (woo)
Lay your head down, let me get it in the sit up (yeah)
A one time call went down, Vice City (whoa, whoa)
Going against the grain, I pity (whoa, whoa)
Hundreds of bands in cash, it's litty
Rockin' her off the wall (wall)
Split it with the fam, I want to
Count a couple M's and run through
Blue, blue cash I thumb through (blue, blue cash)
Thumb through, thumb through
My eyes red, I'm turnin' up
XYZ's, I'm curvin' her
Need Visine in that 'Rari
Need that lean, oh, yeah-yeah
Goyard bag but it hit way bigger (yeah, yeah)
Pour that deuce in my lemonade, nigga (yeah)
Can't get off it, it ain't six figures
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga (whoa)
Paid my dues in the streets, I'm litty
With a bad bitch through the whole pandemic (yeah, yeah)
When it hit the hole, threw the whole ninth inning
Eatin' and beatin', the whole night swimmin'
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (woo, ooh, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh (woo, ooh)
I got base but it hit way bigger
Jet ski slide but the waves way bigger
Go off the deuce when I do two fingers
Shawty ran off with a rich ass nigga
I got base but it hit way bigger
Jet ski slide but the waves way, way bigger
Writer: Bryan Yepes, Caleb Zackary Toliver, Corey Uwaezuoke, Dylan Wiggins, Francisco Bejar
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Flocky Flocky
[Travis Scott]
Two cups
[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh (Two cups)
I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
I pull up there with M's (Skrrt), I'm back on whenever
Caught that flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (Yeah)
I'll be back in the morning
I'll be back in the morning
She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it (Tweak, tweak)
She flocky, flocky on whatever you call it (Yeah)
Lil' shawty slip, but I won't leave 'til the morning
Señorita got me goin' and goin' (Yeah)
[Don Toliver]
You got a lot of questions, I got hella answers
When you're movin' in silence, had me movin' careful
Had me movin' too carefully, you wasn't there for me (Uh)
You can look, but don't stare at me (Uh)
[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Yeah
Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh
I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
[Travis Scott]
Yeah (Woo)
Blessings on blessings, I'm drownin' all in 'em, I'm havin' a scoop, uh (Yeah)
Top of the top, and I'm leadin' that chart 'cause I'm still off the boof, uh (Let's go)
Yeah, you walk away and shake, them macarenas (Cha-cha)
I took her far away, to Lithuania (It's lit)
I keep a place to bait, to tune your brain up (Uh)
She stuff her face in cake, no way it's- (Safe)
Just save your words, that's safe
Glocks and hammers (Alright)
Glocks and cougars
Got guns, now you tucked
Lockin' that juice up (Woo)
Lawyers and shooters (Woo, woo)
Are they gon' prove stuff? Right from my tool, yeah (Sh-sh)
It's in my head stuck (Yeah), I ain't a rooster
I f*cked and hit the dust, I'm changin' routes, yeah (Straight up)
She left in my tracksuit and my 1's, I gave her new bucks (Woo)
Bought a pint with the EDD, I swear you doin' too much
[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh
I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
I pull up there with M's (Skrrt), I'm back on whenever
Caught that flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (Yeah)
I'll be back in the morning (Yeah-yeah)
I'll be back in the morning (Back in the morning)
She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it (Tweak, tweak)
She flocky flocky on whatever you call it (Yeah)
Lil' shawty slip, but I won't leave 'til the morning
Two cups
[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh (Two cups)
I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
I pull up there with M's (Skrrt), I'm back on whenever
Caught that flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (Yeah)
I'll be back in the morning
I'll be back in the morning
She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it (Tweak, tweak)
She flocky, flocky on whatever you call it (Yeah)
Lil' shawty slip, but I won't leave 'til the morning
Señorita got me goin' and goin' (Yeah)
[Don Toliver]
You got a lot of questions, I got hella answers
When you're movin' in silence, had me movin' careful
Had me movin' too carefully, you wasn't there for me (Uh)
You can look, but don't stare at me (Uh)
[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Yeah
Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh
I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
[Travis Scott]
Yeah (Woo)
Blessings on blessings, I'm drownin' all in 'em, I'm havin' a scoop, uh (Yeah)
Top of the top, and I'm leadin' that chart 'cause I'm still off the boof, uh (Let's go)
Yeah, you walk away and shake, them macarenas (Cha-cha)
I took her far away, to Lithuania (It's lit)
I keep a place to bait, to tune your brain up (Uh)
She stuff her face in cake, no way it's- (Safe)
Just save your words, that's safe
Glocks and hammers (Alright)
Glocks and cougars
Got guns, now you tucked
Lockin' that juice up (Woo)
Lawyers and shooters (Woo, woo)
Are they gon' prove stuff? Right from my tool, yeah (Sh-sh)
It's in my head stuck (Yeah), I ain't a rooster
I f*cked and hit the dust, I'm changin' routes, yeah (Straight up)
She left in my tracksuit and my 1's, I gave her new bucks (Woo)
Bought a pint with the EDD, I swear you doin' too much
[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Tastin' cotton candy, hit the gas, oh
I'm doin' a hunnid, I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
I pull up there with M's (Skrrt), I'm back on whenever
Caught that flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (Yeah)
I'll be back in the morning (Yeah-yeah)
I'll be back in the morning (Back in the morning)
She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it (Tweak, tweak)
She flocky flocky on whatever you call it (Yeah)
Lil' shawty slip, but I won't leave 'til the morning
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Ciaran Mullan, Dylan Cleary, Krell, Jacques Berman Webster II, Ronald LaTour
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
What You Need
What you need, lil' baby?
What you need, lil' baby?
Tell me what you really, really need, lil' bae (tell me what you)
Take you out and put you in Double C, lil' bae
Hangin' out of town and in them cheeks, lil' bae (oh yeah)
Got you down and out and on your knees, lil' bae (whoa-oh)
I like two when I'm in the cut
If I take you to my crib, I put that way down in your gut
Donny started talkin', all you said is, "So what?"
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up
Shawty at the strip 'til the lease up
Tell me what you need, love
Tell me what you need, love
Cash on the table if you need some
Tell me what you need
Tell me what you need, love
Tell me what you need
Tell me just what you like
Gucci on her
Whatever you need
Whatever you need
Whatever you need
Tell me what you really, really need, lil' bae (tell me what you)
Take you out and put you in Double C, lil' bae
Hangin' out of town and in them cheeks, lil' bae (oh yeah)
Got you down and out and on your knees, lil' bae (whoa-oh)
I like two when I'm in the cut
If I take you to my crib, I put that way down in your gut
Donny started talkin', all you said is, "So what?"
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up
What's the price? (What's the price?) Or what's the digits?
See you stackin' all your money, all your chicken
Thought you was right, and I was spinnin' (I was spinnin')
Don't you hop up in your car and get in your feelings (ooh-ooh)
I just wanted to be heard, but I made some millions
I done caught you late night in that club countin' your Benjamins
I know you steady touchin' on your body when you reminisce (you reminisce)
Whatever you want, count them dividends, yeah
Tell me what you really, really need, lil' bae (tell me what you)
Take you out and put you in Double C, lil' bae
Hangin' out of town and in them cheeks, lil' bae (oh yeah)
Got you down and out and on your knees, lil' bae (whoa-oh)
I like two when I'm in the cut
If I take you to my crib, I put that way down in your gut
Donny started talkin', all you said is, "So what?"
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up (got them Xannys goin' up)
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up (Xannys goin' up)
What you need, lil' baby?
Tell me what you really, really need, lil' bae (tell me what you)
Take you out and put you in Double C, lil' bae
Hangin' out of town and in them cheeks, lil' bae (oh yeah)
Got you down and out and on your knees, lil' bae (whoa-oh)
I like two when I'm in the cut
If I take you to my crib, I put that way down in your gut
Donny started talkin', all you said is, "So what?"
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up
Shawty at the strip 'til the lease up
Tell me what you need, love
Tell me what you need, love
Cash on the table if you need some
Tell me what you need
Tell me what you need, love
Tell me what you need
Tell me just what you like
Gucci on her
Whatever you need
Whatever you need
Whatever you need
Tell me what you really, really need, lil' bae (tell me what you)
Take you out and put you in Double C, lil' bae
Hangin' out of town and in them cheeks, lil' bae (oh yeah)
Got you down and out and on your knees, lil' bae (whoa-oh)
I like two when I'm in the cut
If I take you to my crib, I put that way down in your gut
Donny started talkin', all you said is, "So what?"
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up
What's the price? (What's the price?) Or what's the digits?
See you stackin' all your money, all your chicken
Thought you was right, and I was spinnin' (I was spinnin')
Don't you hop up in your car and get in your feelings (ooh-ooh)
I just wanted to be heard, but I made some millions
I done caught you late night in that club countin' your Benjamins
I know you steady touchin' on your body when you reminisce (you reminisce)
Whatever you want, count them dividends, yeah
Tell me what you really, really need, lil' bae (tell me what you)
Take you out and put you in Double C, lil' bae
Hangin' out of town and in them cheeks, lil' bae (oh yeah)
Got you down and out and on your knees, lil' bae (whoa-oh)
I like two when I'm in the cut
If I take you to my crib, I put that way down in your gut
Donny started talkin', all you said is, "So what?"
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up (got them Xannys goin' up)
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys
Donny's tired of talkin', got them Xannys goin' up (Xannys goin' up)
Writer: Caleb Zackery Toliver, Chauncey Alexander Hollis, Dustin James Corbett, Dylan Wiggins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Double Standards
It's so hard to be human
It's so hard to just live and learn with all of your mistakes
It's double standards on all this (ooh)
It's got you movin' with caution
Last one has you, they start talkin', sayin' you out way too often
It's some friends that got some history of only baller hoppin'
Look at me, I ain't so flawless
Had like twenty girls in Austin
It's like three or four a week (yeah)
I'm roundin' up, at least I'm money
No one changes overnight
They were lonely years in the heart of fire
Fairy tales don't come overnight
Gotta work for it, work for it
I see, yeah, see you, baby, I do
They only see you (only see you) for what you worth (what you worth)
That's not what I see when you in my face, yeah
That's not what I see when you at my place, yeah
That's not what I see, girl, you know, you
Is it so hard to do what you came to do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Donny's got a hold on you
And I know you'd rather lie here than tell the truth (yeah)
Well, I guess they out there talkin' 'bout some bitches I don't know about
I'm pressed 'bout you
Better pull up with that room key, I'm pressed 'bout you
I ain't really into no small talk
I really out of your ballpark, oh yeah, oh yeah
You think it's way too easy
You'll never believe me
Life come back in full circle (ooh, yeah)
I'm like whatever it is, I don't really need it
That right there, just might hurt you
It's so hard to just live and learn with all of your mistakes
It's double standards on all this (ooh)
It's got you movin' with caution
Last one has you, they start talkin', sayin' you out way too often
It's some friends that got some history of only baller hoppin'
Look at me, I ain't so flawless
Had like twenty girls in Austin
It's like three or four a week (yeah)
I'm roundin' up, at least I'm money
No one changes overnight
They were lonely years in the heart of fire
Fairy tales don't come overnight
Gotta work for it, work for it
I see, yeah, see you, baby, I do
They only see you (only see you) for what you worth (what you worth)
That's not what I see when you in my face, yeah
That's not what I see when you at my place, yeah
That's not what I see, girl, you know, you
Is it so hard to do what you came to do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Donny's got a hold on you
And I know you'd rather lie here than tell the truth (yeah)
Well, I guess they out there talkin' 'bout some bitches I don't know about
I'm pressed 'bout you
Better pull up with that room key, I'm pressed 'bout you
I ain't really into no small talk
I really out of your ballpark, oh yeah, oh yeah
You think it's way too easy
You'll never believe me
Life come back in full circle (ooh, yeah)
I'm like whatever it is, I don't really need it
That right there, just might hurt you
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Dylan Wiggins, Kevin Price, Mike Dean, Rasool Diaz
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Swangin on Westheimer
Don't put me in a box now
I'm by myself, yeah, I'm on lockdown
Sometimes you gotta find
What's wrong, yeah, what's right
It's been a long road here coming
Blue hunnids, I'm thumbin'
And I can split the whole damn thing with my woman
What's yours is mine
I'll say it again
What's yours is mine
Don't leave the house, baby
You gotta swing my way
But don't believe the hype, babe
I move shady
So don't believe the hype, babe
I might lust sometimes
Don't believe the hype, babe
We're going 'til five in the mornin'
I caught you yawnin', ah yeah
I guess it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I guess we're gon' ride your wave, or
Do you a favor, yeah
I know it can't get no easy
I know you need me
Round two, three shots, I'm catching up
She off the Henny and tequila, no catching her
The way she move her body, man I swear I'm attached to her
Don't make me sing this here song
And I mean, I made it out on my own
You call me later when you're all alone
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh
We're going 'til five in the mornin'
I caught you yawnin', ah yeah
I guess it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I guess we're gon' ride your wave, or
Do you a favor, yeah
I know it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I gotta live my life
But I swear I'm seeing too much
And I'm think about where I am
And I know just where I was
I just had to take you back to the AC
Kickin' it, ballin'
You done learned some language on me
I wanna go fallin'
You've been posted at the post off-
And I got evidence
Pulled off my car, left my residence
At the gaslight, lemme smell this shit
At the red light inhaling it
If the cops behind, ain't tailin' it
And the way that I pull up late
I might as well sell this shit
No out weighing my love, ain't no scaling it
She wanna take a dose
Go inhale this shit
She wanna take a dose
Go inhale this shit
We're going 'til five in the mornin'
I caught you yawnin', ah yeah
I guess it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I guess we're gon' ride your wave, or
Do you a favor, yeah
I know it can't get no easy
I know you need me
(Know I'm here for a good time)
(I don't wanna go to sleep, babe)
(I just wanna ride around town)
(Know I'm here for a good time)
(I just wanna get you down and out in the wild)
(I don't wanna go to sleep, babe)
(I just wanna ride around town)
I'm by myself, yeah, I'm on lockdown
Sometimes you gotta find
What's wrong, yeah, what's right
It's been a long road here coming
Blue hunnids, I'm thumbin'
And I can split the whole damn thing with my woman
What's yours is mine
I'll say it again
What's yours is mine
Don't leave the house, baby
You gotta swing my way
But don't believe the hype, babe
I move shady
So don't believe the hype, babe
I might lust sometimes
Don't believe the hype, babe
We're going 'til five in the mornin'
I caught you yawnin', ah yeah
I guess it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I guess we're gon' ride your wave, or
Do you a favor, yeah
I know it can't get no easy
I know you need me
Round two, three shots, I'm catching up
She off the Henny and tequila, no catching her
The way she move her body, man I swear I'm attached to her
Don't make me sing this here song
And I mean, I made it out on my own
You call me later when you're all alone
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh
We're going 'til five in the mornin'
I caught you yawnin', ah yeah
I guess it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I guess we're gon' ride your wave, or
Do you a favor, yeah
I know it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I gotta live my life
But I swear I'm seeing too much
And I'm think about where I am
And I know just where I was
I just had to take you back to the AC
Kickin' it, ballin'
You done learned some language on me
I wanna go fallin'
You've been posted at the post off-
And I got evidence
Pulled off my car, left my residence
At the gaslight, lemme smell this shit
At the red light inhaling it
If the cops behind, ain't tailin' it
And the way that I pull up late
I might as well sell this shit
No out weighing my love, ain't no scaling it
She wanna take a dose
Go inhale this shit
She wanna take a dose
Go inhale this shit
We're going 'til five in the mornin'
I caught you yawnin', ah yeah
I guess it can't get no easy
I know you need me
I guess we're gon' ride your wave, or
Do you a favor, yeah
I know it can't get no easy
I know you need me
(Know I'm here for a good time)
(I don't wanna go to sleep, babe)
(I just wanna ride around town)
(Know I'm here for a good time)
(I just wanna get you down and out in the wild)
(I don't wanna go to sleep, babe)
(I just wanna ride around town)
Writer: Caleb Zackary Toliver, Leland Tyler Wayne, Mario Winans, Peter Lee Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Drugs N Hella Melodies
Sex full of adrenaline
This pussy put you right to sleep just like a sedative
Not to sound conceited, I'm not one to brag
But I'm the girl you needed that you never had
Some people only see the negative
Some people find a way to see the good in everything
I just wanna see you through the good and bad
Take you as you are and never give you back
No place I can't go (no place I can't go)
Love ain't here, no (love ain't here, no)
Drugs and hella melodies
On the ocean and it's private
Diamonds blingin', diamonds blindin'
Are you open for the timin'?
See you dressed in designer, hold your mileage
Don't give it up, don't give it up, up
Don't give it, don't give it up
Don't give it up
Sex full of adrenaline
This pussy put you right to sleep just like a sedative
Not to sound conceited, I'm not one to brag
But I'm the girl you needed that you never had
Some people only see the negative
Some people find a way to see the good in everything
I just wanna see you through the good and bad
Take you as you are and never give you back
Caught my eye, I love your intellect (intellect)
I guess I put you straight to sleep, I call it bed rest (bed rest)
I just want your body like I never had (I just want your body like I-)
Take you out the house and never bring you back
Read my mind, you know that I'm into you, yeah
Spend our days off in LA, I guess you into that (into that)
I just wanna love you like a hunnid racks (I just wanna love you, love you)
Take you out of town and never bring you back (out of town and love you)
No place I can't go (no place I can't go)
Love ain't here, no (love ain't here, no)
Drugs and hella melodies
This pussy put you right to sleep just like a sedative
Not to sound conceited, I'm not one to brag
But I'm the girl you needed that you never had
Some people only see the negative
Some people find a way to see the good in everything
I just wanna see you through the good and bad
Take you as you are and never give you back
No place I can't go (no place I can't go)
Love ain't here, no (love ain't here, no)
Drugs and hella melodies
On the ocean and it's private
Diamonds blingin', diamonds blindin'
Are you open for the timin'?
See you dressed in designer, hold your mileage
Don't give it up, don't give it up, up
Don't give it, don't give it up
Don't give it up
Sex full of adrenaline
This pussy put you right to sleep just like a sedative
Not to sound conceited, I'm not one to brag
But I'm the girl you needed that you never had
Some people only see the negative
Some people find a way to see the good in everything
I just wanna see you through the good and bad
Take you as you are and never give you back
Caught my eye, I love your intellect (intellect)
I guess I put you straight to sleep, I call it bed rest (bed rest)
I just want your body like I never had (I just want your body like I-)
Take you out the house and never bring you back
Read my mind, you know that I'm into you, yeah
Spend our days off in LA, I guess you into that (into that)
I just wanna love you like a hunnid racks (I just wanna love you, love you)
Take you out of town and never bring you back (out of town and love you)
No place I can't go (no place I can't go)
Love ain't here, no (love ain't here, no)
Drugs and hella melodies
Writer: Caleb Zackary Toliver, Carlos Munoz, Dacoury Natche, Dylan Wiggins, Karly-Marina Loaiza
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
2AM
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Call my phone like you needed somethin'
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Beatin' on your back like you owe me some'
Girl, run it back and tell the news, news, news
Nobody mad I gotta lose or somethin'
Pulled up, or are you way too cool?
You in the house gettin' loose or somethin'
Drive me under (yeah), make me wonder (yeah)
Flight to London, okay
Drive me under, make me wonder
Flight to London, okay
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Call my phone like you needed somethin'
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Beatin' on your back like you owe me some'
I just spent three long summers (I just spent three long)
Tryna get you back in the house, girl, cuddle (girl, cuddle)
Tryna get you back in the house for the double up (double up)
Hit you from the back, watch how that booty bubble up
Yup, best friend, watch me juggle her, baddie
Get in the bed, baby, snuggle up, I'm daddy
Ride around fully loaded and it's automatic (fully loaded)
You should see the Caddy skrt, exotic fatty
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Call my phone like you needed somethin'
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Beatin' on your back like you owe me some'
Two to the head, two shots, so wild
To get you out your situation, situation
Two to the head, two shots, so wild
To get you out your situation, your situation
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Call my phone like you needed somethin'
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Beatin' on your back like you owe me some'
Girl, run it back and tell the news, news, news
Nobody mad I gotta lose or somethin'
Pulled up, or are you way too cool?
You in the house gettin' loose or somethin'
Drive me under (yeah), make me wonder (yeah)
Flight to London, okay
Drive me under, make me wonder
Flight to London, okay
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Call my phone like you needed somethin'
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Beatin' on your back like you owe me some'
I just spent three long summers (I just spent three long)
Tryna get you back in the house, girl, cuddle (girl, cuddle)
Tryna get you back in the house for the double up (double up)
Hit you from the back, watch how that booty bubble up
Yup, best friend, watch me juggle her, baddie
Get in the bed, baby, snuggle up, I'm daddy
Ride around fully loaded and it's automatic (fully loaded)
You should see the Caddy skrt, exotic fatty
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Two in the morning, okay
Hard to relax at the crib, lil' baby
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Call my phone like you needed somethin'
Know I'm goin' in, okay
Beatin' on your back like you owe me some'
Two to the head, two shots, so wild
To get you out your situation, situation
Two to the head, two shots, so wild
To get you out your situation, your situation
Two in the morning, okay
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Jahaan Sweet
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Get Throwed
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty get throwed off with that head (Mustard on the beat, ho)
Shawty get throwed off in that red
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty get throwed off with that red
Shawty get throwed off on that bed
Shawty get
Know I'm feelin' right
I need a little bit of the Sprite
You know I'm finna go all night (yeah, all night)
Shawty get throwed off with my high, yeah
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty give me gold off in that red
Shawty give me thrown off, ah, ah
I whip it up, Popeyes
Meet me at my house
I'm so ready, I'm so
In a Benzo, jammin' Pop Smoke
Got a Spanish bitch on me like a poncho
I'm wit' a rich ho, what it hit fo'?
I done had a good day in the '64
You gotta feel the love
Oh, I got it goin' up
Think about it, think about it, think about it
Goin' up
Shawty get throwed off in that red
Shawty get throwed off in my bed
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Shawty get throwed off with that bread
Shawty get throwed off in my bed
Shawty get throwed off of that red
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Shawty get throwed off with that bread
Shawty get throwed off of that
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Stay for the night, just what I said
You know what I like, straight to my bed
Shawty get loose, go on and get it (ooh)
Add it all up, show me you wit' it (ooh)
Molly in her mouth, keepin' it litty (ooh)
Keepin' it litty
Shawty get throwed in my high (yeah)
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty get me throwed off in that red
Shawty give me thrown off, ah, ah
I whip it up, Popeyes
Meet me at my house
I'm so ready, I'm so
Shawty get throwed off with that head (Mustard on the beat, ho)
Shawty get throwed off in that red
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty get throwed off with that red
Shawty get throwed off on that bed
Shawty get
Know I'm feelin' right
I need a little bit of the Sprite
You know I'm finna go all night (yeah, all night)
Shawty get throwed off with my high, yeah
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty give me gold off in that red
Shawty give me thrown off, ah, ah
I whip it up, Popeyes
Meet me at my house
I'm so ready, I'm so
In a Benzo, jammin' Pop Smoke
Got a Spanish bitch on me like a poncho
I'm wit' a rich ho, what it hit fo'?
I done had a good day in the '64
You gotta feel the love
Oh, I got it goin' up
Think about it, think about it, think about it
Goin' up
Shawty get throwed off in that red
Shawty get throwed off in my bed
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Shawty get throwed off with that bread
Shawty get throwed off in my bed
Shawty get throwed off of that red
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Shawty get throwed off with that bread
Shawty get throwed off of that
Shawty get throwed off with that head
Stay for the night, just what I said
You know what I like, straight to my bed
Shawty get loose, go on and get it (ooh)
Add it all up, show me you wit' it (ooh)
Molly in her mouth, keepin' it litty (ooh)
Keepin' it litty
Shawty get throwed in my high (yeah)
Shawty get throwed off of my bed
Shawty get me throwed off in that red
Shawty give me thrown off, ah, ah
I whip it up, Popeyes
Meet me at my house
I'm so ready, I'm so
Writer: Caleb Zackary Toliver, Dijon Isaiah McFarlane, Omar Perrin
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Company Pt 2
(Metro)
I'm trapped in my room
And we got a broom
Sticks, bamboo (yeah)
Different color shrooms
I'm the biggest Shamu (ah, ah, ah, yeah)
She rockin' Jimmy Choo
She kick it, Kung-fu (uh-huh)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby (yeah)
I needed your company (yeah)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company, company, company
Lemme tell you some
Like that white on white gold, yeah, it sparkle up (yeah)
Got my blunt and my lighter, bitch, I'm parkin' up (yeah)
She gon' bust it wide open for a emerald cut
When I leave, I'm up
For a long time, to keep it stuck
I'm on my own grind, I keep a cut
She want her own time, she tryna f*ck
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company (yeah)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company, company, company
Ain't good enough to go and walk to you (walk to you)
Ain't good enough to go and talk to you
I see what you sacrifice, I can change your life
I ain't mad at you one bit, you might just change your price
But your heart done got stolen, I can't control it
I can't control it, down in my moment (moment)
Down in my, down in my moment
She so in love with me (yeah)
I can't condone it, baby (yeah)
I needed your company (uh, uh)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company, company, company
Just like it's white on white, girl
Just let me take my time, yeah
Just like a diamond, you shine
I guess it's mine, all mine, yeah
But I don't want no time, yeah
I hope he's loving you fine, girl (loving you fine)
I hope he's loving you fine, girl (loving you fine, girl)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company (company, company)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I need your company, company, company
I'm trapped in my room
And we got a broom
Sticks, bamboo (yeah)
Different color shrooms
I'm the biggest Shamu (ah, ah, ah, yeah)
She rockin' Jimmy Choo
She kick it, Kung-fu (uh-huh)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby (yeah)
I needed your company (yeah)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company, company, company
Lemme tell you some
Like that white on white gold, yeah, it sparkle up (yeah)
Got my blunt and my lighter, bitch, I'm parkin' up (yeah)
She gon' bust it wide open for a emerald cut
When I leave, I'm up
For a long time, to keep it stuck
I'm on my own grind, I keep a cut
She want her own time, she tryna f*ck
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company (yeah)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company, company, company
Ain't good enough to go and walk to you (walk to you)
Ain't good enough to go and talk to you
I see what you sacrifice, I can change your life
I ain't mad at you one bit, you might just change your price
But your heart done got stolen, I can't control it
I can't control it, down in my moment (moment)
Down in my, down in my moment
She so in love with me (yeah)
I can't condone it, baby (yeah)
I needed your company (uh, uh)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company, company, company
Just like it's white on white, girl
Just let me take my time, yeah
Just like a diamond, you shine
I guess it's mine, all mine, yeah
But I don't want no time, yeah
I hope he's loving you fine, girl (loving you fine)
I hope he's loving you fine, girl (loving you fine, girl)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I needed your company (company, company)
She so in love with me
I can't condone it, baby
I need your company, company, company
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Leland Tyler Wayne
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
OUTERSPACE
Mr. 7-1-3 motherf*ckin' Don T
Ayy, this your boy, Cardo, man
Me and Keem just touched down in H-Town
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Ayy, man, come pick us up in one of them slabs, you know what I'm sayin'?
One of them shits with the elbows hangin' out
Ayy, tap in
I said what's up, man? It's Booman, I'm back again
Let your friends know, can you braid my hair like Iverson's?
I'm just playin', whoa, I got movie ho, top actress on the channel
Most of my hoes know how to play the piano
Bitch, I'm movin' stealth, just ask yourself, have you seen me?
"He got two hoes, oh shit, he's Baby Keem"
You went too long, and you know it's time to see me
In and out the state, yeah, this shit up for take, yeah
You mistreat the ho (ah-ah-ah), make her feel out of place, yeah
That's a big mistake, I cannot relate, huh
Me and my girl movin' at a pace, hmm
If that shit movin' too fast, I hit the brakes
I say, "What's up, ho?" It's boolin', I'm back again
Tell your friend, ho, I can see the money through the lens
I'm just sayin', ho
No more baby really top ten, pushin' that Prada Benz
Cover that cash 'til the thot ass spin (uh-huh)
'82 Rolls (yeah-yeah), '21 wings (yeah-yeah)
I'ma let you go in peace, but I see it how it seem
Baby, keep on callin', how it controllin' me
But I workin' in a line, only way to try
I cannot decide, middle of July
Oh, oh-oh
Oh-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ooh-ooh
Ooh
Ten toes down, and I'm schemin' and shit
Eviction notice, lil' bih, get off my penis and shit, yeah
I'm the type to talk about my demons and shit
Tennis chains on, feelin' like Serena and shit
I got stripes, I got rank
I wanna run down on a opp, I caught a flame (flame)
'Member when I copped that chopper
Nigga, now, I'm shootin', nah, these ain't blanks (gah-gah-gah)
I been movin' in silence (yeah), I'm known to keep it private
I condone the violence (yeah), pray with me
I'm still not dead, I'm spinnin' for ya (still not dead, I'm spinnin' for ya)
When I want you back, but I can't employ ya (want you back, yeah)
Gotta keep your strap like a militant soldier (gotta keep your strap with a militant)
And you smokin' that dope, right there, I sold ya
I thought I told ya (ooh-ooh)
I gotta run through the fire, I need a ho like Mariah
I wanna swerve with the tire, I make the family retire
I gotta see the hope either the way
I gotta free the folks where I lay
I gotta show the light to the weak
Dodgin' the fake woke in L.A.
Ayy, this your boy, Cardo, man
Me and Keem just touched down in H-Town
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Ayy, man, come pick us up in one of them slabs, you know what I'm sayin'?
One of them shits with the elbows hangin' out
Ayy, tap in
I said what's up, man? It's Booman, I'm back again
Let your friends know, can you braid my hair like Iverson's?
I'm just playin', whoa, I got movie ho, top actress on the channel
Most of my hoes know how to play the piano
Bitch, I'm movin' stealth, just ask yourself, have you seen me?
"He got two hoes, oh shit, he's Baby Keem"
You went too long, and you know it's time to see me
In and out the state, yeah, this shit up for take, yeah
You mistreat the ho (ah-ah-ah), make her feel out of place, yeah
That's a big mistake, I cannot relate, huh
Me and my girl movin' at a pace, hmm
If that shit movin' too fast, I hit the brakes
I say, "What's up, ho?" It's boolin', I'm back again
Tell your friend, ho, I can see the money through the lens
I'm just sayin', ho
No more baby really top ten, pushin' that Prada Benz
Cover that cash 'til the thot ass spin (uh-huh)
'82 Rolls (yeah-yeah), '21 wings (yeah-yeah)
I'ma let you go in peace, but I see it how it seem
Baby, keep on callin', how it controllin' me
But I workin' in a line, only way to try
I cannot decide, middle of July
Oh, oh-oh
Oh-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ooh-ooh
Ooh
Ten toes down, and I'm schemin' and shit
Eviction notice, lil' bih, get off my penis and shit, yeah
I'm the type to talk about my demons and shit
Tennis chains on, feelin' like Serena and shit
I got stripes, I got rank
I wanna run down on a opp, I caught a flame (flame)
'Member when I copped that chopper
Nigga, now, I'm shootin', nah, these ain't blanks (gah-gah-gah)
I been movin' in silence (yeah), I'm known to keep it private
I condone the violence (yeah), pray with me
I'm still not dead, I'm spinnin' for ya (still not dead, I'm spinnin' for ya)
When I want you back, but I can't employ ya (want you back, yeah)
Gotta keep your strap like a militant soldier (gotta keep your strap with a militant)
And you smokin' that dope, right there, I sold ya
I thought I told ya (ooh-ooh)
I gotta run through the fire, I need a ho like Mariah
I wanna swerve with the tire, I make the family retire
I gotta see the hope either the way
I gotta free the folks where I lay
I gotta show the light to the weak
Dodgin' the fake woke in L.A.
Writer: Caleb Zackary Toliver, Dylan Cleary-Krell, Hykeem Carter, Jahaan Sweet, James Cyr, Linda Kopera Kataric, Mike Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Smoke
Smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
I run from the west with my heat
Finna call up my lil' freak
I know she be chargin' these niggas (charge)
'Cause that lil' pussy not cheap (yeah)
I just went and took off on 'em (took off on 'em)
Ran off with bags and sheesh (sheesh)
Next week it's all, all gone, I know you're proud of me
Draco two-tone, still locked in with the mo'
Nothin' but a whole bunch of hoes
Bustin' and grabbin' my roll (bustin' it)
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Ooh, baby
Ooh, baby
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Margelia shoes box, I woke up and spent me a bag on designer
Chanel on her toes, Gucci or Pucci, you know that I'm eyein' her
I called up my bro, then he bring a few sticks, we runnin' the club up
Got a bad ass bitch and she ridin' this dick, I just told her to giddy up
How could you hate when your figures low?
I just dropped ten on my finger rolls
I was just bummy in overalls
Now I ain't f*ckin' with none of y'all
It's only summer, wait for the fall
My aunt is watchin', how could I fall?
Now if I Jordan, I'm back home
Now if I Jordan, I'm back home
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke
Whoa, come on
Okay, I just been rockin' these shows (damn)
Rackies on me, I got a big load (let's go)
Different time and I'm losin' control (let's go, woo)
Losin' control (woo)
Different time and I'm losin' my focus (yeah)
Niggas hatin', they gotta be jokin', moshpit, leave the shit open (yeah)
F*ck that, they trippin', yeah
Amiri, Amiri my denim, yeah
Rockstar shit, but I came with some hitters
Nigga play that, gon' hit 'em
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (yeah)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
I run from the west with my heat
Finna call up my lil' freak
I know she be chargin' these niggas (charge)
'Cause that lil' pussy not cheap (yeah)
I just went and took off on 'em (took off on 'em)
Ran off with bags and sheesh (sheesh)
Next week it's all, all gone, I know you're proud of me
Draco two-tone, still locked in with the mo'
Nothin' but a whole bunch of hoes
Bustin' and grabbin' my roll (bustin' it)
Poppin' it, poppin' it
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Ooh, baby
Ooh, baby
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Margelia shoes box, I woke up and spent me a bag on designer
Chanel on her toes, Gucci or Pucci, you know that I'm eyein' her
I called up my bro, then he bring a few sticks, we runnin' the club up
Got a bad ass bitch and she ridin' this dick, I just told her to giddy up
How could you hate when your figures low?
I just dropped ten on my finger rolls
I was just bummy in overalls
Now I ain't f*ckin' with none of y'all
It's only summer, wait for the fall
My aunt is watchin', how could I fall?
Now if I Jordan, I'm back home
Now if I Jordan, I'm back home
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke
Whoa, come on
Okay, I just been rockin' these shows (damn)
Rackies on me, I got a big load (let's go)
Different time and I'm losin' control (let's go, woo)
Losin' control (woo)
Different time and I'm losin' my focus (yeah)
Niggas hatin', they gotta be jokin', moshpit, leave the shit open (yeah)
F*ck that, they trippin', yeah
Amiri, Amiri my denim, yeah
Rockstar shit, but I came with some hitters
Nigga play that, gon' hit 'em
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (yeah)
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (ooh, baby)
Writer: Andre Burt Jr., Caleb Toliver, Duprie Dekane Monroe, Giovon Edwards, Samm Vataleni Niingungo, Sebastian Lopez
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
You
It's crazy
You couldn't get any better, baby (ooh, ooh)
Your lips taste like candy cane, do tell (ooh, ooh, ooh)
You're my baby (yeah)
So amazin', when I'm goin' in it
Please don't make me think of it
Like a game with a defect (yeah)
You talk to me dirty, I'm talkin' back like a reflex (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
I know you love to play games (ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh), but it ain't no recess
Around my town, they know my name (ah, ah, ah), I put it on Jesus
I booked your plane to come my way
I gotta meet ya
Starrin' in my musical, without no feature
Do me a favor (do me a favor), and call a nigga back (a nigga)
I can't contain ya (I can't cont-)
'Cause you've been in your bag (you been in your)
And hop in your safe (hop in your)
I'll make sure that you're bad (Ooh, ooh)
You ain't different (you ain't), I'll make sure you know that you're mine
I (I), baby, don't lie (ooh, ooh)
You ain't doin' alright (I)
You ain't different, you
You ain't different, think of throwin' back
Back, back (woo)
You ain't doin' alright
Back
You ain't different, you
Before I break up out this place, take a eighth, and levitate
A lil' brown skin hurricane, a bay-bay, bring the wave
TBA for the time and the space, lock the day
Know you like to coordinate
Know it's good, see the hood in your face
Know you like to ride the wood, wanna see you do it like we in the H
Body good, body great
Below the waist, real estate
Know you like to ride the wood, wanna see you do it like we in the H
Please, don't make me think of it
Like you can't make a difference (difference, difference)
You talk to me dirty, I'm talking back like a reflex
(Talkin' back like a-, like a-, talkin' back like a-, like a-)
I know you love to play games, but it ain't no recess (recess, recess)
Around my town, they knowin' my name, I put it on Jesus (Jesus, Jesus)
You couldn't get any better, baby (ooh, ooh)
Your lips taste like candy cane, do tell (ooh, ooh, ooh)
You're my baby (yeah)
So amazin', when I'm goin' in it
Please don't make me think of it
Like a game with a defect (yeah)
You talk to me dirty, I'm talkin' back like a reflex (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
I know you love to play games (ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh), but it ain't no recess
Around my town, they know my name (ah, ah, ah), I put it on Jesus
I booked your plane to come my way
I gotta meet ya
Starrin' in my musical, without no feature
Do me a favor (do me a favor), and call a nigga back (a nigga)
I can't contain ya (I can't cont-)
'Cause you've been in your bag (you been in your)
And hop in your safe (hop in your)
I'll make sure that you're bad (Ooh, ooh)
You ain't different (you ain't), I'll make sure you know that you're mine
I (I), baby, don't lie (ooh, ooh)
You ain't doin' alright (I)
You ain't different, you
You ain't different, think of throwin' back
Back, back (woo)
You ain't doin' alright
Back
You ain't different, you
Before I break up out this place, take a eighth, and levitate
A lil' brown skin hurricane, a bay-bay, bring the wave
TBA for the time and the space, lock the day
Know you like to coordinate
Know it's good, see the hood in your face
Know you like to ride the wood, wanna see you do it like we in the H
Body good, body great
Below the waist, real estate
Know you like to ride the wood, wanna see you do it like we in the H
Please, don't make me think of it
Like you can't make a difference (difference, difference)
You talk to me dirty, I'm talking back like a reflex
(Talkin' back like a-, like a-, talkin' back like a-, like a-)
I know you love to play games, but it ain't no recess (recess, recess)
Around my town, they knowin' my name, I put it on Jesus (Jesus, Jesus)
Writer: Allen Ritter, Caleb Toliver, Jacques Berman Webster II, Mike Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Crossfaded
It ain't that much to do out here
I see you, I see you
I get a little bit crossfaded, catch a vibe, ooh
Sometimes you're toxic (toxic)
I'm through with nonsense (nonsense)
And whatever you call this, yeah
But I knew you for a long time (long time)
Put you on your own grind (yeah, yeah)
Lead you on my own line
Starin' at the sunrise
It be hella hard to cut ties
Me and baby start an enterprise
Speed it in that SV
Leg room on side, ain't gotta test the key (yeah)
Wanna know, you need help, ain't gotta ask me
Ain't got your own bag, and yes, I'm happy
Oh, yes, I'm happy (oh)
I wanna feel the juice at the car lot
Gimme head at the light when the car stop (car stop)
In the Range, in the Jeep, in the droptop (droptop)
Hold me down, gotta watch for the cops
My block (yeah), my block
You know what you're doin' on my blind
Had to sit you down, this a time out
Guess that really shows you what I'm about (what I'm about)
It ain't that much to do out here
I see you, I see you
I get a little bit crossfaded, catch a vibe, oh
Sometimes you're toxic (toxic)
I'm through with nonsense (nonsense)
And whatever you call this, yeah
Are we down for each other?
Are you down for another?
Are we down for each other?
Are you down? Are you down?
'Cause I'm down for you
Down for each other
Down for each other
Are you down for another?
'Cause I'm down for you
Down for each other
I see you, I see you
I get a little bit crossfaded, catch a vibe, ooh
Sometimes you're toxic (toxic)
I'm through with nonsense (nonsense)
And whatever you call this, yeah
But I knew you for a long time (long time)
Put you on your own grind (yeah, yeah)
Lead you on my own line
Starin' at the sunrise
It be hella hard to cut ties
Me and baby start an enterprise
Speed it in that SV
Leg room on side, ain't gotta test the key (yeah)
Wanna know, you need help, ain't gotta ask me
Ain't got your own bag, and yes, I'm happy
Oh, yes, I'm happy (oh)
I wanna feel the juice at the car lot
Gimme head at the light when the car stop (car stop)
In the Range, in the Jeep, in the droptop (droptop)
Hold me down, gotta watch for the cops
My block (yeah), my block
You know what you're doin' on my blind
Had to sit you down, this a time out
Guess that really shows you what I'm about (what I'm about)
It ain't that much to do out here
I see you, I see you
I get a little bit crossfaded, catch a vibe, oh
Sometimes you're toxic (toxic)
I'm through with nonsense (nonsense)
And whatever you call this, yeah
Are we down for each other?
Are you down for another?
Are we down for each other?
Are you down? Are you down?
'Cause I'm down for you
Down for each other
Down for each other
Are you down for another?
'Cause I'm down for you
Down for each other
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Blair Taylor Lavigne, Mike Dean, Trocon Roberts Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Tunecore, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Tunecore, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
BOGUS
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I don't go for no type of bogus shit (ah)
She just wanna take a picture (ah-ah), strike a pose with it
Twenty-five hundred on my bitch, she stole it, whoa (ooh)
Yeah, double deck of hoes in it, they know I'm for sho', they knock on my door with it
Donny on a roll, couple bowls, I'm gon' get in it
They gon' go-go crazy, I popped the door with it, yeah (ooh, yeah)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
It's another day, on another plane, on another flight (uh-uh)
Now pull up, leave the door open, I'm gon' tonight (yeah-yeah)
And I tried to fall in love wit' you, wasn't seemin' right, wasn't seemin' right (see me right)
Speed off in a Lambo, you hear the pipes buss
I just wanna hit it here for one night 'cause
Goin' off with little shawty like a robbery, whoa
Why would I waste my time if you ain't got time for me, whoa
Two tone Patek (shut up)
Two tone at your neck (ah, haha)
Know I need respect (whoa)
Know I need respect (whoa)
You know I need my money, a hunnid thousand checks (uh-huh)
But might call Zoey Dollaz, and run straight to the 'jects
I'm out in Florida, huh, blow that back, and blow that hun-
By the time my fit is on, cross the line, no border, huh
I gotta go fill me up (fill me up)
Fill me up (fill me up)
Border
I don't go for no type of bogus shit (ah)
She just wanna take a picture (ah-ah), strike a pose with it
Twenty-five hundred on my bitch, she stole again, whoa (ooh)
Yeah, double deck of hoes in it, they know I'm for sho', they knock on my door with it
Donny on a roll, couple bowls, I'm gon' get in it
They gon' go-go crazy, I popped the door with it, yeah (ooh, yeah)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (strike a pose with it, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I don't go for no type of bogus shit (ah)
She just wanna take a picture (ah-ah), strike a pose with it
Twenty-five hundred on my bitch, she stole it, whoa (ooh)
Yeah, double deck of hoes in it, they know I'm for sho', they knock on my door with it
Donny on a roll, couple bowls, I'm gon' get in it
They gon' go-go crazy, I popped the door with it, yeah (ooh, yeah)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
It's another day, on another plane, on another flight (uh-uh)
Now pull up, leave the door open, I'm gon' tonight (yeah-yeah)
And I tried to fall in love wit' you, wasn't seemin' right, wasn't seemin' right (see me right)
Speed off in a Lambo, you hear the pipes buss
I just wanna hit it here for one night 'cause
Goin' off with little shawty like a robbery, whoa
Why would I waste my time if you ain't got time for me, whoa
Two tone Patek (shut up)
Two tone at your neck (ah, haha)
Know I need respect (whoa)
Know I need respect (whoa)
You know I need my money, a hunnid thousand checks (uh-huh)
But might call Zoey Dollaz, and run straight to the 'jects
I'm out in Florida, huh, blow that back, and blow that hun-
By the time my fit is on, cross the line, no border, huh
I gotta go fill me up (fill me up)
Fill me up (fill me up)
Border
I don't go for no type of bogus shit (ah)
She just wanna take a picture (ah-ah), strike a pose with it
Twenty-five hundred on my bitch, she stole again, whoa (ooh)
Yeah, double deck of hoes in it, they know I'm for sho', they knock on my door with it
Donny on a roll, couple bowls, I'm gon' get in it
They gon' go-go crazy, I popped the door with it, yeah (ooh, yeah)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
'Til it's over ('til it's over)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (strike a pose with it, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker, Pascal Leroy, Ronald LaTour
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Life of a Don (also abbreviated to L.O.A.D.) is the second studio album by American singer and rapper Don Toliver. It was released on October 8, 2021, through Cactus Jack Records, Atlantic Records, and We Run It. The production on the album was handled by multiple producers, including Mike Dean, Mustard, Metro Boomin, Allen Ritter, Hit-Boy, Cardo, and Sonny Digital, among others. The album also features guest appearances from Travis Scott, Kali Uchis, Baby Keem, HVN, and SoFaygo.
Life of a Don was supported by two singles: "What You Need" and "Drugs n Hella Melodies".
The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a commercial success. It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, earning 68,000 album-equivalent units in its first week.
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Don ToliverLife of a Don was supported by two singles: "What You Need" and "Drugs n Hella Melodies".
The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a commercial success. It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, earning 68,000 album-equivalent units in its first week.
Genre(s): Hip hop, R&B
Producer(s): 1Mind, Allen Ritter, Blair Taylor, Broadday, Bryvn, Cardo, Chase B, Corbett, David x Eli, Dez Wright, DJ Dahi, Dougie F, FKi 1st, Fabefocused, Frankie XY, Go Grizzly, Hit-Boy, Jahaan Sweet, London Cyr, Loshendrix, Mario Winans, Metro Boomin, Mike Dean, Moonraccoon, Motif Alumni, Mustard, Mirela, Mu Lean, Omar Grand, Pas Beatz, Peter Lee Johnson, Saint Mino, Sam-E Lee Jones, Sonny Digital, Sir Dylan, Sool Got Hits, The Loud Pack, Travis Scott
Length: 51:30
Released: October 8th, 2021
Year: 2021