Bird Call 2 lyrics - dej loaf
DDS
Come from skatin' now we skating escalates
Never show your hand, learned that when we was playing spades
Rapping 'bout my life and this shit gon' get me paid, yeah
Boss a nigga up, RIP Blade
The people want a party, don't shoot the DJ
He with the other side, we gon' spin the DJ
Notorious, be having sons like CJ
I remember when we used to shop at 7 Days
I remember when we used to shop at 7 Days
Grandma in the basement, whipping up 'caine
My grandma, she was different, ain't carry no cane
Me and my lil' brothers like "Pinky and the Brain"
If I tell you that I love you, I just hope you feel the same
Take me to another world, we like Whitley and Dwayne
Yeah, we like Whitley and Dwayne
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
Check just in, *NSYNC
Chest, hit his lid, don't blink
I could turn this shit into something you won't believe
Crip nigga rolling up my weed
Man, I was a juvenile, 400 Degreez
Leave a nigga with a turtleneck, rolling up my sleeves
You ain't heard of that, you niggas make-believe
Niggas young and they restless, yeah
My niggas young and they reckless, woah
I tell my own story, woah
We stayed a couple doors down from Gloria
So many rules in my hood, Euphoria
Make it clap, ugh, just like the Nolia
Mama know her baby a soldier
All I gotta do is snap my wrists
Get under my skin and I sic my pits
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
Big Doberman Pinschers, stand by the fences
I believe in my city, I still bet on the Pistons
Church on every corner, the pastors get it
Why the fuck you taking shots? You know you past your limit
Get buffed up every time they pass me spinach
You would've copped that shit soon as you seen me in it
Brand-new whip, you can't even hop in it
Feeling like P, yeah, bitch, it's no limit
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size
Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty
Queen lyrics - dej loaf
I'm a queen like U.N.I.T.Y
I be with some trouble men just like T.I
I'm a queen like bee, I got my own beehive
Punch 'em down like Ali, put them killas on your behind (Ooh)
Put them killers on you behind (On yo' ass)
When it's just society, they wanna see the tape rewind
I don't depend on mob ties
I depend on me, I'm independent, yeah, yeah
And I can't hate (Hate)
I fixed you on, boy, I made you a plate
When I asked you to fix me one, said, "I ate"
Should I give 'em some, or make 'em wait?
I'm a business women, bitch, I can't be late
I got money, I got power, I got faith (I got faith)
You got guns with no funds, but you got rank (Whoa)
Just a dead nigga on display
And they can't do no CPR on your face
Lawyer ain't gonna wanna fight your case (Nah)
I'm a queen like U.N.I.T.Y
I be with some trouble men just like T.I
I'm a queen like bee, I got my own beehive
Punch 'em down like Ali, put them killas on your behind (Ooh)
Put them killers on you behind (On yo' ass)
When it's just society, they wanna see the tape rewind
I don't depend on mob ties
I depend on me, I'm independent, yeah, yeah
I'm sittin' thinkin' like how Jay-Z thought the Roc out (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I got rock power
I'm sitting thinking, 4 in the morning, these opp hours (Whoa)
Blow the whole floor down, fuck hot showers
When you fly like Marjorie you need a nigga like Mr. Hightower
When you young like Lil Reese you need a father like Mr. Hightower
That's why I don't give a fuck about nobody, but my mama
My granny 94, got Alzheimer's, guess it's God's time
My other granny live til' she was to 101
Making history with my dawgs, 101
My mama wanted a girl but she made a son
Me and my brothers arguing 'bout, "Who your favorite one?"
Me and my brothers arguing 'bout, "Who your favorite one?"
But I, yeah
I'm a queen like U.N.I.T.Y
I be with some trouble men just like T.I
I'm a queen like bee, I got my own beehive
Punch 'em down like Ali, put them killas on your behind (Ooh)
Put them killers on you behind (On yo' ass)
When it's just society, they wanna see the tape rewind
I don't depend on mob ties
I depend on me, I'm independent, yeah, yeah
Cross That Line lyrics - dej loaf
Don't say my name, my
Yeah, mink jacket, yeah
Mink jacket, I didn't have to ride no coat tails
Tried to break me down, they wanted me to forfeit
Devil out to get me, okay, I'm finna cause hell
C's on my shoes like I'm riding down Slauson
From the murder cap, you can get it started
They took shots and they missed they target
This for all the bitches that thought I lost it
Big ass crib, type of shit you get lost in
Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?
Should I kill these bitches and invest in some coffins?
Bitch don't want smoke, no, she don't want no problems
I had to cut these niggas off, I had to get around some bosses
Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you
Better bite your tongue, don't say my name
All y'all soft, see, I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, but she was taught
Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you
Better bite your tongue, don't say my name
And she strippin', she said that she bartend
Bad little bitch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune
You be acting like you with this shit
You really, really with this shit?
Free my niggas when they innocent
Free my niggas, they all innocent
Niggas thought I was done with this shit (Done)
I'm bout to start having fun with this shit
Might start throwing 1's in this bitch
Lately, I been having fun with the drip
Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?
Should I kill these bitches and invest in some coffins?
Bitch don't want smoke, no, she don't want no problems
I had to cut these niggas of, I had to get around some bosses
Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you
Better bite your tongue, don't say my name
All y'all soft, see, I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, but she was taught
Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you
Better bite your tongue, don't say my name
And she strippin', she said that she bartend
Bad little bitch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune
Ain't no niggas like the ones I got
And yeah, you cars but not the ones I cop
Everybody claim they're shooters 'til somebody gets shot
I still can move around the country, bring it back to the block
Ain't no bitches like the ones I got
Yeah, you got broads but not the ones I got
Goin' out with a bang, gotta shoot my shot
Middle fingers in the air, I'm screamin', "Fuck all my opps"
Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?
Should I kill these bitches and invest in some coffins?
Bitch don't want smoke, no, she don't want no problems
I had to cut these niggas of, I had to get around some bosses
Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you
Better bite your tongue, don't say my name
All y'all soft, see, I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, but she was taught
Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you
Better bite your tongue, don't say my name
And she strippin', she said that she bartend
Bad little bitch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune
Don't say my name (Yeah), yeah
Don't say my name (Goin' out with a bang)
Don't say my name (Middle fingers in the air)
You better not say my name (Woah), yeah
Bubbly lyrics - dej loaf
Hey London can you bring me a lighter real quick
That might be my tag for my producer shit
When I start makin' beats (What's the problem?)
Oh I'm goin' in let me do the whole song
It's my birthday, ayy
It's my birthday, ayy
She gon' get to twistin' on the pole with her legs
Please don't get it twisted, mmm this bitch about her bread
Try to give her Hennessy, she want a perc instead
These bitches love my energy, they want me in their bed
I'm the biggest Joker, I need a bitch like Harley Quinn
Ain't fishin' for no bitches, I'm like Nemo with one fin, yeah
If you thinkin' with your dick, then we gon' put it on your head
My brother in the other room, puttin' a bitch to bed
I told this nigga he gotta stop fuckin' on my face
He looked at me, he dropped the beat, he said "I got a plan"
Yeah, add them bitches up, okay, you do the math, hey
Let me do me, you do the other half, yeah
I done got to the point, where I ain't gotta ask
What the fuck is your point? All my bitches bad (Nigga)
Order on Wednesdays, put it on my tab
Fuck a throwback Thursday, I ain't goin' out sad
On that one night only, then turned into a bag
The Nissan Altima it turned into a Jag'
Hmm, yeah
It's my bitch, yeah
It's my birthday, yeah
She just started, say it's her first day, hey
Yeah, it's her first day, oh woah
She get retarded, she get freaky
She's so bossy, she ain't easy
She ain't with that, he or she say
She just wanna party, and go DJ
Yeah she know I'm ballin'
You ain't in my league
I walk in, I'm unbothered, don't you bother me
Watch how you talkin' and approachin' me
A nigga tried it and we left him with an injury
When I was on the East, they ain't even notice me
I got my mink on but I take it off, roll up my sleeve (What's up?)
Before I blew up, I passed out off some bubbly (Some bubbly)
I fell out in the White House, I felt like Hillary (I felt like Hillary)
Dead presidents, got me shiverin' (What's up?)
I'm beyond cold, because of my grandmother's remedies
Young wild nigga, take you out your misery
Are you gon' buss it open for my niggas who ain't make it here?
I know you wanna go some places, baby I can take you there
I gotta a lot of acres, got a crib and it's spacious there
I've been workin' on myself, I haven't mastered my patience yet
She be workin' on herself, tryna build her own credit score
This is marble, we gon' hustle on our tippy toes
She know it's survival, she gon' dance on her tippy toes
Candle light dinner, she leave a nigga with the bloody rose
Coked-out nigga, she gon' leave him with a stuffy nose
Learned this shit from my grandma, she used to fuck with hoes
Learned this shit from my grandma, she used to fuck with stoves
Yeah, six years old, yeah, they thinkin' I ain't know
I'm at the sidewalk like "What up? What you need? What you want?"
Yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah, said
If I wasn't rappin' then I would be sellin' clothes
My nigga said if he weren't rappin', nah, he's still sellin' bowls
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Niggas can't fuck around
Bitches ass niggas, look I'm done with the song
IDK lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Big Sean)
Yeah, haha
I got a feelin' this shit gon' be hard, huh
Woah, man (Woah)
All my shit fire like I'm Earth Wind (Earth Wind and Fire)
They like, "DeJ, why you don't dance?"
Why you think I got these watches on both hands? (Woah, woah, woah)
I know you want me but no candle (Woo)
That boy be snitchin', like Randle
Ain't got time for no romance
My nigga got killed, it's some top tens (Baow)
Load all my shooters in the box Benz
The fuck you niggas thought? You better think again (Yeah)
They like, "Why she don't fear shit?" (She don't fear shit)
She be thinkin' she the shit, shit, shit, shit (Woo, yeah)
Baby, I'm a dog, Mike Vick shit
Want smoke? Meet me at the QuikTrip (Meet me at the-)
Bitch, time up, you're evicted
Where's my competition? Crickets
I don't know who you fuckin' on but I could make you nut
I don't know who you talkin' to but I could shut you up
I don't know what you lookin' at but you should look at us
I don't know what your chain doin' but that shit look like rust (God damn)
I don't know who they speakin' on (Yeah), but they shouldn't speak on us
I don't know, I just don't know (I just don't know, woah, woah)
I know feed the family first (First), I'm the first down on my turf (Turf)
I knew one day I would kill it, I was just waitin' for the purge
I know feeling like your life about to change and you right there on the verge (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You could feel it in your nerve (I feel it)
Years in this bitch, this ain't no overnight success ('Cess)
And if I break a sweat, they gettin' game four-swept
Do you live inside the moment or live in your regrets? (Regrets)
To all my souls servin' life, I pray it's life after death (B-I-G)
Look, I walk with a limp this shit look like I'm dancin' (Woah)
Hoes arguin' over me, Monica, Brandy (Woah)
I'm top ten forever, like one of the commandments
My downfall you wish for, can't be granted (No, no)
Been killin' these niggas since the lunch tables (Lunch tables)
Did everything in the D except fuck DeJ Loaf (Fuck DeJ Loaf, yeah)
They gave me the key to the city but I still kick down doors
And embarrass you lil' niggas actin' fake rich 'round hoes
Don
I don't know who you fuckin' on but I could make you nut (Yeah)
I don't know who you talkin' to but I could shut you up (Damn)
I don't know what you lookin' at but you should look at us (Yeah)
I don't know what your chain doin' but that shit look like rust (Woah, woah)
I don't know who they speakin' on, but they shouldn't speak on us
I don't know, I just don't know (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
What you know?
Do you know?
What you know?
Tell me (Uh?)
Tell me what you know, ha
Lil' DeJ, Don
No Passes lyrics - dej loaf
DDS
Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head
Niggas be killin' baby daddies, then worried about the kids
Is she really with the shit? Is she really all in her feel, yeah?
Yesterday she had to kill some
Today she gotta heal some
Leave his head on the [?] by the hillstones
Word is, [?], it's on billboard
This the shit, I'm here for
The feds got your name on a clipboard
I didn't cry tears for it
Only surround myself with people I'd do a hunnid years for, uh
It's no limit
She's 'bout it, 'bout it
She got skeletons in her closet
No more fallin' out with niggas, just drop 'em
She got [?], don't need to sponsor
Humble beast, turned me to a monster
Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head
Niggas got on the edge (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Please don't shoot at no legs
Cause a couple niggas fed
In my city breakin' bread
Put the Eastside on
Back when I had my Levi's on
Bitches ungrateful when they know that they wrong
If I ain't turned my city up, then where the fuck am I from
Y'all be bitin' your tongue, they be bitin' my style
Bitch stop playin' 'fore we knock you down
Playin' with my name is like playin' with the government, it's up a tier
And I ain't never leave my niggas sufferin'
Do you know what I'm up against?
I'm movin' like I'm Ghost out here
Got a lot of power that, I ain't even know I had
Bag a bitch while she takin' in her groceries bag
I'm smokin' good, knowin' that the smoke is bad
Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, know he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head
Obvious lyrics - dej loaf
Ayy
I ain't got the answers, how you question what I did?
I ain't seen a bed, tryna keep the family fed (Keep the family fed)
While still tryin' to keep a level head
Started smokin' weed, it started fuckin' up my head
Niggas feelin' like my hobbies was fuckin' up they bread
Give me shit, get me rich, I'm turnin' niggas into strings
Yeah, I'm turnin' bitches into fans
Turned a boy into a man, take a bitch from her hand
I lost some pussy niggas, I lost some great friends
Changed a couple niggas lives, now they taking care they fam'
My older sibling think that I don't treat her fair
The truth of the matter, I just miss my brother dead
My younger brother don't listen like he ain't got no ears
I can't tell him nothing, I put it in God's hands
I been who I was so fame don't get to my head
Anybody sleepin' on me, just stay in the bed
Just like that
And that go for anybody
Anybody sleepin' on me can stay in the bed
I can drop a loaf and I still get bread
Hustlin' ain't dead, man these niggas just scared, yeah (Scared)
Y-young nigga he just wanna put his wrists in the air
He gon' risk it all, he wanna take shit from big dawg
Buffs won't be the only sticks on his head
He gon' need prescription instead
Why get caught at the light? Coulda ran you up a Benz
I don't wanna hear from you until you stack your first 10
In the street five years and I ain't really made no friends
I made my own, mane, I seen niggas swervin' in
I seen legendary niggas bite my legendary drip
Can't tell me I ain't in my bag, can't tell I done smoked a zip
Comin' back on stage with a mink and more confidence
I want all the smoke and it's obvious
But you don't want no smoke and it's obvious
Choose lyrics - dej loaf
Yeah
Can't believe it's me, I know it's eatin' your flesh
I treat the gang like I'm the only one left
Smoking crack, blow it down, you know it's me in the west
One hit and they say, "How you stuck, how you losing your breath?"
Where was you when I was stuck and I needed your help
You'd say, "I needed you more than I needed myself"
Things I do for you, do for nobody else
If I had to choose, yeah, I'm taking' myself
You know you good for my soul, yeah, good for my health, mhm
I don't care if I'm good for anybody, long as I'm good for myself
No more expectations on the next ring
I'm getting money but it ain't fun without my best friends
So I gave you a gift, you should've kept it
Internet wars looking just like wrestling
I ain't stressin', finna order me the Tesla
One thing I know is God gon' test us
Good dope sell itself, no need for testers
Diamonds are real, no need for testers
I like bosses, I love women, wait until that
I'm not possessive, I'm aggressive, make 'em move as a threat
If I left today, who will it affect?
I got dressed today, so disrespectful
Can't care too much, gotta be careful
They can't see my scars
They can't see my scars
They can't see my scars
Asking me what I've been through
They can't see my scars
Was feeling locked, wasn't behind no bars
You tell me that you'd never leave me
S'posed to be my king, be your Nefertiti
What you got warrants? And I got needs
I had to have a one-on-one with him, Lord please
Me and my sister sister needed our Father, just like Tim Reid
If the family come together, we can do our damn thing
Mmm, we could all ball together, we could win a damn ring
Can't believe it's me, I know it's eatin' your flesh
I treat the gang like I'm the only one left
Smoking crack, blow it down, you know it's me in the west
One hit and they say, "How you stuck, how you losing your breath?"
Where was you when I was stuck and I needed your help
You'd say, "I needed you more than I needed myself"
Things I do for you, do for nobody else
If I had to choose, yeah, I'm takin' myself
You know you good for my soul, yeah, good for my health, mhm
I don't care if I'm good for anybody, guess I'm good for myself
(Already told you that)
No Ceiling lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Gunna)
Hmm
Say make 'em feel it
Make 'em feel that hurtin'
(Turn Me Up Josh)
I'm out my mind, I ain't got no ceilin'
And I ain't sparin' none, I'ma make 'em feel it, yeah
I'm gon' make 'em feel it, yeah
They gon' wanna kill me, yeah
They gon' wanna drill me
Many men like 50
He a rat, Walt Disney
Stomp his head with Balenci's
Lord, please forgive me
They wanna catch me slipping
And all Brandy want is Tiffany
And Tiffany, she want Chanel
And Chanel got bigger dreams
So she gon' do some different things
Oh, we get it by any means
Gucci store, oh, we shop in the Philippines
Double cup, love mix my Promethazine
I didn't go to Tiffany to get her diamond ring
But Chanel got bigger dreams
Oh, she wanna do anything
I'm out my mind, I ain't got no ceilin'
And I ain't sparin' none, I'ma make 'em feel it, yeah
I'm gon' make 'em feel it, yeah
They gon' wanna kill me, yeah
They gon' wanna drill me
Many men like 50
He a rat, Walt Disney
Stomp his head with Balenci's
You should know that we ain't friendly
I'm always high, I'm in the nosebleed
I'm always fly, I'm ballin' in the major league
Consistently grindin', I'm booked up with no agency
I done shown her loyalty
Now she can't get away from me
I told him, "Let's go half on a baby," yeah
A little you, yeah, a little me, yeah
Type of bitch that make you give it up, yeah
Type of bitch that make you kick the cup
He a target (Yeah), he young and he rich as fuck
It's Garfield, I'ma make him eat it up (Yeah)
I'm out my mind (Yeah), I ain't got no ceilin' (What's up?)
And I ain't sparin' none, I'ma make 'em feel it (What's up?), yeah (Feel it, yeah)
I'm gon' make 'em feel it (Make 'em feel it), yeah
They gon' wanna kill me, (Wanna kill me), yeah (Yeah)
They gon' wanna drill me (Wanna drill me)
Many men like 50 (Like 50)
He a rat (Yeah), Walt Disney (Like Mickey Mouse, yeah)
Stomp his head with Balenci's (Like that, yeah, Balenciagas)
(Hol' on, what? What?)
Tap In lyrics - dej loaf (feat. 24 Dugg & Sada Baby)
Hit em with the Jab
Buddah blessed this beat
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door
Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row
I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go
And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke
Yes, I took that nigga bitch, I gave her back, she was broke
Rockin' all of this designer, it don't come out in the store
If I tell it how it is I could never get exposed
Fuck that Internet beef, I rather hit you on the phone
I don't feel like gettin' dressed, I prolly come out in the Rover
Had to cut a bitch off, she was playin' with her nose
That's your bitch, but she was playin' with the bros
Nigga, no snitch, we be talkin' in that code, like
You snitched, why them people at your door, like?
Nigga, you folded, you told it
Yeah, and everybody knows it
Yeah, I said, "Everybody knows it" (Yeah)
All of my bitches the baddest, we don't do fake asses
Some of my niggas be trappin', some of my niggas be scammin'
Long as they gettin' that salad, long as that gettin' that cabbage
You bitches is, woo
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door
Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row
I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go
And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke
Yeah, Ric' doin' sixty, I'm gettin' fifty, I want forty
Can trust these bitches, might be there when that shit important
Yeah, I know they be hatin', I have no, I keep it on me
Yeah, I say I'ma pay her, really gon' play her, end of story
I done drove 'em and crashed 'em, I'm talkin' Benzes, talkin' Porsches
All my niggas get active, you try to run up, they escort ya
My bitches passin' their courses, I'm thuggin', fuckin', endorsin'
My cousin called it extortion, I barely try niggas, force 'em
I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, got DeJ back on her shit
Won't squash beef with no lame until I fuck his bitch
They still chasin' that clout, I'm still servin' my route
I just ordered a thousand, thumb that shit under my couch
Still got bricks all in my house once I move on, I'm out
Put my dick in her mouth, I don't love 'em or cuff 'em
.41s on me, both bussin'
When I come in your spot I back end, niggas know that bag, yeah
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door (Ayy)
Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row
I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go (Hey, they TCG, ayy)
And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke (Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, now look)
We some apes who move, dawg, I keep Draco for my breth'
Pussy nigga hit my line, why is you in my DM?
Instagram gon' be the death of Internet niggas and friends
Fucked your bitch and gave her back, she had a Love Jones for my mans
I'ma tell the truth, remember when the rope was wrapped around me?
Bitches love me 'cause I lie with 'em but don't cap around 'em
Hit your hood in my new foreign, I might do some laps around ya
Ain't gotta up this MAC while I'm on Mac with DeJ, attract them commons
Okay, woo, woo, there it is (Oh, yeah)
Suppressor, I don't know how that bitch soundin'
Your bitch got you out here poutin', made you leave her in a lost and found
East side nigga, big, almighty, pop a Perc', make her pull a all-nighter
Make a nigga jit with this rifle, let me see your book work
I tried to tell ya we had poles, glad I ain't know ya'
Pussy nigga gettin' exposed, thought I ain't know ya' (Hm, hm, hm-hm-hm-hm)
(Hm-hm-hm-hm) But now it's over, you niggas is, ugh
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend
Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in
We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door
Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row
I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go
And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke
Open Hand lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Rick Ross)
These other rappers trash, open can, open can
All my shit slap, open hand, open hand, yeah
Open hands (Whoa)
Smack a - open hand, yeah
I ain't underrated, I overstood (I overstood)
Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (If you wanna be, mmm, smack a bitch)
I overstand (I overstand, smack a bitch)
Mmm, I overstand
Stop puttin' niggas on who gon' cross you in the end
Stop leadin' bitches on who you know gon' fuck your mans
Mama's middle child, I told her I have plans
Loaf, broke a lot of bread with my advance, yeah
Bleed you with some crumbs, watch me come out in some Timbs
Pay your taxes so you don't run into Uncle Sam (Whoa)
Yeah, or, or Auntie Sam
I know some Brenda's that got some babies, didn't throw away they kids
These other rappers trash, open can (Open can)
All my shit slap, open hand (Slap, yeah)
Open hand (Slap, huh)
Smack a ... open hand, yeah
I ain't underrated, I overstand (I overstand)
Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (If you wanna be, uh, smack a bitch, uh)
I overstand (On my, I overstand, ladies)
Mmm, I overstand (Uh, smack a bitch Maybach Music)
I be standin' on this ship just like I'm Amistad (Amistad)
Girl, you like a king, I like 'em Farrakhan (Farrakhan)
My Maserati green just it's marijuana
I put shawty on the team, I made her (Mmm)
Jail phone buildin' like a callin' card (Uh, oh, yeah, yeah)
It's only real money when it's wall to wall (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Slap a broke nigga with a open hand (Oh, yeah, yeah)
We'll leave him in a hole, I pray you overstand (Lord)
A lot of rich niggas, they be cappin' too
There's only one really winnin' and they rap approved (I see him, I see him, I see him)
Pull the Rolls-Royce out, pull the tops down (Woo)
I put all the ice on when the opps 'round (Oh, Maybach Music)
I ain't underrated, I overstand
Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (Whoa)
I overstand (Woo)
I overstand (M-M)
I know if I die today, they gon' make sure I chart
Make sure these people hear my art (Whoa)
I been in the deep end, I been havin' deeper thoughts
My grandma keep on callin', that been heavy on my heart
Do you believe in black boss?
Don't believe in shit but God, but that been heavy on my heart
She's a fly bitch, she be throwin' seminars
Ayy, puttin' shit together, never puttin' down her guard (Mmm, ayy, ayy)
I know some Brenda's that got some babies, didn't throw away they kids (Ayy)
(Mmm, ayy, for real)
I know some Brenda's that got some babies, didn't throw away they kids (Ayy)
I ain't underrated, I overstand
Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (Whoa, ayy)
I overstand (Woo, educate ya)
I overstand
I ain't underrated, I overstand
Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (Ayy, mmm)
I overstand (I overstand)
I overstand (Whoa)
I know if I die today, they gon' make sure I chart (Yeah)
Make sure these people hear my art (Yeah)
I been in the deep end, I been havin' deeper thoughts
My grandma keep on callin', that been heavy on my heart (Yeah)
Do you believe in black boss?
Don't believe in shit but God, but that been heavy on my heart
She's a fly bitch, she be throwin' seminars
Puttin' shit together, never puttin' down her guard (Mmm)
DeJ Loaf the new Janet Jackson
Smokin' a blunt (Ha)
DeJ Loaf the new Janet Jackson
Smokin' a blunt (Mmm)
Right
Get Money lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Benny The Butcher, Boldy James & Conway The Machine)
Trauma Tone
His name is Kino Beats
Got 'em pissed 'bout a MAG, got 'em pissed, got 'em mad
Yeah, had to get in my bag, in my bag, yeah
Oh, they didn't think that I could last
Thinking that she's sweet, I'll put them killers on your ass
How you from the east and you can't even get a pat? (Whoa)
I hate when lyin' tigers bare
Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'ma spare
Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You gettin' money, they aware
You gettin' money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Who, yeah)
It's a lot of bosses up in here
Hit another brick, just like Craig (Woah!)
I fake, then I get dropped in the stand (Drop!)
Ric Flair, Beanie Sigel, I feel it in the air
Put an eagle on your head
They gon' lay eggs and fly
Hope I don't wake up to my will regret (Will regret)
I woke up with a bottle in my bed
Fuck him 'til the eyes roll to the back of my head (Mhm)
Ballin' with some niggas that's 'bout what they said, yeah
Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You gettin' money, they aware
You gettin' money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here (There's a lot of us in this bitch)
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Yeah)
Cautious of snakes, but often, bosses relate
I broke down a quarter of weight on a white porcelain plate
I woke up feelin' marvelous today
Y'all think I flossed with this cake
But that show money help my dog with his case (My nigga)
Yeah, I still feel it when I pass through ghettos
Y'all had to settle we turned to family in Griselda Fashion Rebels
Six months in the trap, that's a May to November run
Real shit, you not a boss 'til you make your nigga one
I hate when lyin' tigers bare
Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'ma spare
Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You gettin' money, they aware
You gettin' money, they aware (Yeah)
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Yeah)
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Look)
She know who the boss is, I bounce back from my losses
Bust an AP flawless from that pot and that fork shit
Mayweather money, beat up them charges
Too much drip, that's why the closet is bigger than your apartment
I give her backshots 'til I empty my cartridge
Fuck her now on the sink, the pussy drip like the faucet
The pussy nigga kept talkin', his life on the line, he lost it
It's pressure, then we uppin', we ain't squashin'
Machine, bitch
I hate when lyin' tigers bare
Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'ma spare
Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You gettin' money, they aware
You gettin' money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Black works)
It's a lot of bosses up in here
Girl, I pull a few strings, still love to shoot with them things
Got fiends in the greens, still want a 2-for-15
Hunty taking pop bottles back to catch a cab to me
Now I give her five dollars just to pump the gas for me
On the east catching cells in the 48214
Fifty deep on the wheels, we want all them M boxes
Gotta land on the pint so my blood out and bonded
Uncle Teddy play with cottons, Uncle Smally skin poppin'
Where we at
Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You gettin' money, they aware
You gettin' money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here
It's a lot of bosses up in here
Bosses up in here
Just Like Me lyrics - dej loaf
(DDS)
I'm not dimmin' my light for no one
I'm done showin' my emotion
I always felt chosen
It take a lot to get me open
This is not yours, I got five thousand problems
He just like me, if you grew up, Uncle Jesse in your household
You just like me, if you believe in God, not the Bible
I'ma get double, get them pussies off my payroll
You just like me if you want to start your own label
Make sure you got control, 'cause they gon' try to play you
Got the tint on my window, this ain't a rental, this my baby
'Fore I let you drive my whip, I drive a bitch crazy
My shoota don't miss, his nickname Da Aim-y
Nick knock on houses, don't touch the babies
You're just like me, you're so amazin'
You're just like me if you were born in America
You're just like me if you won't never call the sheriff
You're just like me if you don't fuck with the President (Whoa)
You're just like me if you're unaware of it
You're just like me if you're so cocky and so arrogant
Just like me, you pay DTE, yeah, all because of Tom Edison
I'm not dimmin' my light for no one
I'm done showin' my emotion
I always felt chosen
It take a lot to get me open
This is not yours, I got five thousand problems
He just like me, if you grew up, Uncle Jesse in your household
He just like me
We gon' light it up like a fire in this bitch
Like it's sirens in this bitch
Used to walk through the mall like "Who hirin' in this bitch?"
Now I walk through the mall, spend a wire in that bitch
You just like me, go hard on a bitch (Bitch)
Just like me, nah, I ain't gon' snitch (Snitch)
Just like me, you see fog in the mirror
But just like me, you got your mind on a billion
You just like me, ayy
You just like me, you want a king like Coretta
Sound just like me, but I do it way better
Just like me, cashmere sweaters
She wanna do six-nine, ain't no tellin'
You just like me, bitch, dripped in Margiela
He just like me, had a nigga on the tether
You just like me if you tryna get it together
I'm not dimmin' my light for no one
I'm done showin' my emotion
I always felt chosen
It take a lot to get me open
This is not yours, I got five thousand problems
He just like me, if you grew up, Uncle Jesse in your household
He just like me
Just like me
24 hours in a day like me, yeah
You just like me
That's why I fuck with you
'Cause you just like me
Simply lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)
Kino Beats
Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pissy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird
But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah (Whoa)
We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill
He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"
So flex up like you do gymnastics
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy
Turned into a bad habit, yeah, turned into a bad habit
Tell me that it's mine when I grab it
Tryna take as much as I can, gotta take an intermission
Said, "Nah, I can't risk it," said, "Nah, I can't risk it"
Used to have a fence with the picket, I opened up my gift
He got an obsession, can't put down that fit
Got the perfect rhyme, got the perfect tits
We do sixty-nine, I like that you don't tell shit
He creep me from behind, sit on his nose, it smell like roses
Yeah, slowly strokin'
I'm his favorite drug, I can't overdose him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm his favorite girl, I can't overdose him (I can't do that)
Yeah-yeah, yeah (Can't give you too much)
I can overdose him
Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird
But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah
We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill
He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"
So flex up like you do gymnastics
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy (Yeah, woah)
Tell her, "Look back at it"
I know when she talk to me and moans, like, "Daddy"
And you know I am not braggin', but the world know I'm havin'
You do a split right on it, then I buy your ass a Patek
I ain't even know it, that I'm closure, had a fatty
And I swear she got that water, almost drowned, but I ain't panic
And I'm from the north side, got a couple killers on the west side
And she tell me that she love me
But I think she love all the neck, ice
Okay, in my mind I'm like, "Yeah, aight"
I don't say nothin', 'cause the neck right
Yes, she ride all on my dick, like a new whip, this a test-ride
And I might buy your girl a 'Rari so I can speed up her sex drive
I remember when she used to text high
Now she text me, "You the right size"
Strawberries and whipped cream
Drip like, simply
Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy
Can't believe this shit like Ripley
I can't run away, he gon' whip me
Dick too good, can't keep my distance
Free as a bird
But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah
We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill
He said "I know you can get nasty"
So flex up like you do gymnastics
Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy
Back To My Ways Again lyrics - dej loaf
(John G)
They can get high
Is you just like a summer ride
Pretty blue butterfly
They can get high
Should you, just like a summer ride
I fightin' for your love
Don't fight the one you love, yeah
They thought I was washed, washed like dishes
Gotta be able to take everything that you dishin'
If you gon' out for the ride gotta get you a ticket
Where did she go? End up missin'
I'm from where it snow, fogged up, Cartier lenses
And I got bitches
On the marathon back-to-back we was with Nipsey
I asked him if it was possible to do it in your city
He said, "Yeah it's possible, do it in your city"
Get off your momma couch, get off your momma titty
I do it with a passion, everything in me
You looking at my spot, like everything litty
Everything is transparent, like Benny
Back to my ways again, fuck being humble
Back to my ways again, I will never fumble (Fuck it)
Back to my ways again, niggas thought that I would crumble (What)
Back to my ways again, I'm getting loaf, I'm gettin' money, yeah
Back to my ways again, yeah
There Dej lil' crazy ass, yeah
You can't even do the math, I can't even tell you half
Either I'm fire or I got to fire the whole staff (Staff)
One or the other, I'm a lucky motherfucker
I dreamt I'd be your liver, I dreamt I'd be your lover
I figured I'd get back to you when I get lil' tougher
Anyway, Thanksgiving was straight, Mama made dressin'
He gon' take me to his family, he knowin' that I'm special
You get the best of me, you keep me away
You keep me away, you keep me away
You get the best of me, you keep me away
You keep me away, you keep me away (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
There go Dej lil' crazy ass
You can't even do the math (Oh, oh, hmm-mm, yeah, oh, oh, hmm-mm)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Back on my shit again
Up lyrics - dej loaf (feat. 6LACK)
'Cause I believe I got up all alone, mmm (Mmm)
'Cause I believe that time waits for no one, game over
Kick me when I'm fallin', let me get up (Oh)
Kick me down and I'ma get up (Up, mmm, me down, me down)
(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')
And I'm walkin' with my head up (Up, mmm)
It's like a jungle sometimes, it's a setup (Ooh)
(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')
Bitches doin' me, I could never understand it
(He's a hard workin' man, mmm)
He's outstandin'
Make a nigga love me
He ain't see my bra or my panties (Yeah)
I feel like Mohammad Ali, yeah, I can conquer anything, mmm
Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee (Mmm)
A woman who stands for nothin' will fall for anything (Mmm)
I been takin' care of myself, I don't need for anything
(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')
('Cause I believe I got up all alone, mmm)
Lookin' at myself in the mirror like, "Girl, you're everything"
('Cause I believe that time waits for no one, game over)
Lookin' at myself in the mirror like, "I'm my worst enemy"
Kick me when I'm fallin', let me get up (Mmm, mmm, you catch me when I was down)
Kick me down and I'ma get up (You see me fallin', you see me fallin')
(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')
And I'm walkin' with my head up (Up, mmm)
It's like a jungle sometimes, it's a setup (Yeah, mmm, yeah)
(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')
Ayy, you're close to perfect with this shit, you like a ninety-nine
Before I leave, I hit it one more time
After everything I been through, I need that when I come and I leave
On her knees, girl, it's gon' be a breeze
I thought my love life was a setup
Pray a little, then I focused on my chakras
Now I'm hopin' that you catch up (Yeah)
I was going through some things
I told myself to keep it strong, you gotta get up
It goes to show that when my back's against the ropes, I still win when I'm fed up
(Uh) Ayy
And now with DeJ in this shit
Three-sixty-five days in this bitch
Won't stop 'til I get paid in this bitch
Hope I master every phase in this bitch
Even if I'm in a daze, I'm feelin' blessed like I'm saved in this bitch, yeah
Kick me when I'm fallin', let me get up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kick me down and I'ma get up (You see me fallin', yeah, yeah)
(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')
And I'm walkin' with my head up (Up, head up, head up)
It's like a jungle sometimes, it's a setup (Mmm, mmm)
(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')
No Saint lyrics - dej loaf
I'm no saint, but I'm Saint Laurent steppin'
I'll make my own way, I don't need no favors
You can't be my friend, and my hater
Niggas gotta pick a side before you get shaped up
You too, we'll paint your face up
Got the big head, we'll tear your lace up
Good mornin', I don't need no makeup
Your ass and your titties fake, without it, tip dry
My niggas gotta eat, I sat 'em all at the table
I said we ain't gon' do no beef, we gon' bake potatoes
They thought I left, thought I put my cape up
Bet on yourself, nigga, put your cake up
Got the middleman out, get your pay cut
I can feel the hate, I know that they envy us
I been distant, I know that they missin' me
How can you bring up rap and don't mention me?
How many months? You gotta be kiddin' me
You's a fool if you think I ain't goin' down in history
I won't fold, I won't fold, I won't fold, I won't bend
Can't no amount of paper make me turn on my friends
Runnin' through my veins, it's in my bones, it's in my heart, and on my skin
I be with some shooters that don't like to be on film
They can't fuck with you or your bestest friend
Breakin' for the baby, stop whinin'
He like it when I ride it
She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah
He like it when I ride it
She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah
(Saint Laurent steppin'
I'm no saint, but I'm Saint Laurent steppin'
Saint Laurent)
He like it when I ride it
She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah
He like it when I ride it
She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah
He like it when I ride it
She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah
He like it when I ride it
She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah
All Dogs Go To Heaven lyrics - dej loaf
Lay back and spread your legs, spread your thoughts
Pray for you, open your mind
Get 'em high (get 'em high)
Get ready for the pressure, head so fire
Can't knock me down, no
I ain't Keri Hilson, my walls don't lie
Hood bitch think she cares that her hips don't lie
All dogs go to heaven, what's your, what's mine?
Handful of ice, yeah, takin' my time
Slow down before your get tied
Too much smoke in your air, I know your lungs gon' get tired
My heart got a icebox inside
My juice box got a juice box inside
Thug Passion, like Tupac inside
One nut make you feel like it's two hundred times
One nut make you feel like it's two hundred times
Gave me a ticket, said, "It's your turn to ride"
"Are you big enough?" I said, "Let me see the size"
I don't believe in dick print, show me how it really hit
Just because she ain't think don't mean she cannot take dick
Get 'em high
Get 'em high
Bust it open on sight
Bend it over, hit it from the side
We been goin' all night
Challenge me baby, put me to the test
Killin' me softly, put your weapons in my flesh
Killin' me softly, put your weapons in my flesh
I can feel it
From my stomach to my chest
I can feel it, yeah
My stomach to my chest
Oh yeah, take control of me
Go deep, bring it close to me
Legs round your neck like a rosary
I think he hate me, he keep chockin' me
Told him shoot up the club, he got his pole in me
Got a different... every day of the week
Nobody ever told me 'bout the birds and the bees, nah
Get ready for the pressure, head so fire
Can't knock me down, no
I ain't Keri Hilson, my walls don't lie
Hood bitch think she cares that her hips don't lie
All dogs go to heaven, what's your, what's mine?
Handful of ice, yeah, takin' my time
Slow down before your get tied
Too much smoke in the air, I know your lungs gon' get tired
Provide At All lyrics - dej loaf
I seen more you, you seen me
Blind as you can be
And it hurts me just to see
Hurt my head just to think
Hurt my eyes just to blink
Take me to a place where I can be out of reach
I know you used to fuckin' with basic broads
You wonderin' if I can take it all
I can but can you provide it all
I can but can you provide it all
'Cause before I need you, you gonna need me
You be lookin' for me, ain't no tellin' where I'll be
And sure like I'll be
I got rich off my nigga beats
I got rich off my boys
I can do anything
Reality, made them changes undeniably
I didn't have a choice
It's the only thing fittin' me
Just been in the cut, watchin' the energy
Yeah, I ain't feelin' your energy
I'mma keep on making history
Keep on buildin' my legacy
If I could, I would
In my city passing druggers
I can't barely lift eyelids
Outta spaceships like a Spy Kid
I got they attention undivided
I done sling back gave 'em slices
Cortez like Nike
I had to do it even though it was pricey
I got habits, I got vices
Wanna kick it?
No devices
I'm not looking for love, you can't wrap me
Too much time, he gon' wanna whack me
Spend my time when niggas dance just like me
Say she in a barrel like me, lil' Jada
Blow a nigga back with a hot potato
Ask my brother I would never ever tate 'em
I do everything that I'm able
My DJ turn the turn tables
My soldier boy turned into dicko yeah
We takin' out your plugs and your cables
We lit on all plugs and the cables
We tried to play the plug and the cable
They tried to tell me I couldn't do it by myself
I'm doing shows felt like I'm moving by myself
So up I can't move by myself
So much pain niggas asking am I tough?
I see the world through my buffs
I put my pain in my music and it stop
Put a paint on a nigga light him up
Been with the same, same niggas from the dust
When I'm caught in wrong, had to take the city bus
Run it up
Put your money where my money at we can ante up
Talkin' film, flm, film, picture us
Take, take, take VHS
I know you tryna reach your mark but you can't market us
Niggas blank but I'm talkin' less
I'm so heartless, freeze my flesh
So unbothered got these niggas tighter than a dress
They like "What she gonna do next?"
The real question is, what they gonna copy next? (That's the real question)
What they gonna copy next
I heard you, yeah, I copy that
Yeah, copy cat
You nigga ain't shit but some copy cats
I seen more you, you seen me
Blind as you can be
And it hurts me just to see
Hurt my head just to think
Hurt my eyes just to blink
Take me to a place where I can be out of reach
I know you used to fuckin with basic broads
You wondering if I can take it all
I can but can you provide it all
I can but can you provide it all
Running Through My Mind lyrics - dej loaf
You been running through my mind all day
You been running through my mind all day
You been running through my mind all day
You been runnning through my mind all day
You been running, you been running, you been running, you been running through my mind all day
You ain't answer my calls all day
You ain't even respond to my text
I know you probably out chillin with your niggas
I hope you not out chillin with that bitch
Leave them hoes alone, we gon be great yeah
I got your back baby, you know you safe yeah
I'm addicted to you, it's safe to say yeah
Tell me how you feel, I ain't gon wait here now
And when you come home, layup
Serve it fresh, put this pussy on your face yeah
You been running through my mind all day
You been running through my mind all day
You been running through my mind all day
You been runnning through my mind all day
You been running, you been running, you been running, you been running through my mind all day
I been in my zone all day
Thinking bout you with your clothes off
Soul all naked
I wanna see you baby, your soul all naked
I wanna see your soul
I said I wanna see your soul
I said your soul all naked
I wanna see you baby, your soul all naked
Yeah your soul all naked
Cause you been running through my mind all day
You been running through my mind all day
You been running through my mind all day
You been running through my mind all day
You been runnning through my mind all day
You been running, you been running, you been running, you been running through my mind all day
It's A Set Up! lyrics - dej loaf
DDS
Niggas be pillow talkin', they speakin' on me, yeah
Playin' with my name, thinkin' shit sweet, yeah
I ain't worried about a thing, I know where they be, yeah
If they [?] nigga try my family tree
I seen the signs and the messages (Yeah)
Too busy with my medicine
I gotta keep the lights on, Tom Edison
I think it's time I represent
It's a set up (Set up)
It's a stick up (Stick up)
Any smoke, he can't fuck with my live
Light fifty (Fifty)
Swipe quickly (Quickly)
Told niggas bury themselves, they ain't dyin' with me
Couple people that I love, wish I can trust more
Momma know her baby deserve much more
I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me
[?] these signs, when they ain't right for me
Gonna put some real niggas on (On, woah, woah, yeah, yeah)
Put some real niggas on
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
Melodies like bomb
They can't take me off my throne
Why they go and did that?
I'm startin' to think all these niggas, they was with that
Put that on your head, ain't no prices on me, yeah
You better get your money back, you put some prices on me
Put a briefcase on your head, lock it with a key
Hmm, you wanna ball up, I'm way out your league
I get love, way overseas
So much weight on my back like I'm Hercules
How you say you got my back then just up and leave
I tried to hit you on the text, I ain't get no ring
It's a set up (Set up)
It's a stick up (Stick up)
Any smoke, he can't fuck with my live
Light fifty (Fifty)
Swipe quickly (Quickly)
Told niggas bury themselves, they ain't dyin' with me
Couple people that I love, wish I can trust more
Momma know her baby deserve much more
I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me
[?] these signs, when they ain't right for me
It's a set up (Set up)
It's a stick up (Stick up)
Any smoke, he can't fuck with my live
Light fifty (Fifty)
Swipe quickly (Quickly)
Told niggas bury themselves, they ain't dyin' with me
Couple people that I love, wish I can trust more
Momma know her baby deserve much more
I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me
[?] these signs, when they ain't right for me
Gonna put some real niggas on (On, woah, woah, yeah, yeah)
Put some real niggas on
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
DDS
Let's go
Technical Foul lyrics - dej loaf
Marz
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty (Yeah)
Don't send nobody, they gon' die if they come for me
Lot of these niggas be hostin' me
I beat the odds, I made it out locally
Wanted to watch you grow with me, get dough with me
Come to my shows with me, ride in the Rolls with me
I got niggas right here that's gon' go for me
I ain't gotta send them off, no
Big homie, shit you know just how it go with me
Pistols, money, my weed it grow on trees
They say I'm washed, get a load of me (Load of me)
But I don't think they had enough of me
Who knew I'd turn out to be Hercules
I be with niggas that's sucker free
Yeah, shit can't get ugly
Shit can't get ugly
The bullets they sting you like bumblebee
If it's up then you know that's it's stuck with me
I need you to put all of your trust in me
I need you to put all of your trust in me
(Yeah, yeah
I need you to put all of your trust in me
Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Royalty, royalty, royalty (Yeah)
You were so [?] loyal to me
I put you in red, yeah
All black roses from me, oh
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We ain't makin' no peace, I
Only see red, no
I ain't been gettin' no sleep
What they takin' from me, uh? (What they takin' from me, uh?)
What they takin' from me, uh? (What they takin' from me, uh?)
I know I walk around with paper on me
I walk around with a stepper on me
Forgi's on the truck, go round and round
Plain jane, she bust is down
Keep it playa, stand your ground
Wipe that make up off your face, girl
I know you love me but you don't want me
I'm too much for you, I do too much for you
You from the other side
And you know I can't fuck with you
No, I can't hook up with you
We was in the projects, we wanted to live like the Huxtable
He gon' get dough with your niggas, thinkin' he untouchable
Dividin' myself, soon as I want my decimals
It's about morals and principles
Don't get fooled by my schedule
Turn your block into a festival
My schedule can get flexible
Arrange shit like edible
Goons collectible
Goons collectible
And you know, oh, I might just let it go
And you know, oh, I might just let it go
Y'all niggas be movin' so skeptical
How can a foul be so technical?
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No Passes lyrics - dej loaf
DDS
Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head
Niggas be killin' baby daddies, then worried about the kids
Is she really with the shit? Is she really all in her feel, yeah?
Yesterday she had to kill some
Today she gotta heal some
Leave his head on the [?] by the hillstones
Word is, [?], it's on billboard
This the shit, I'm here for
The feds got your name on a clipboard
I didn't cry tears for it
Only surround myself with people I'd do a hunnid years for, uh
It's no limit
She's 'bout it, 'bout it
She got skeletons in her closet
No more fallin' out with niggas, just drop 'em
She got [?], don't need to sponsor
Humble beast, turned me to a monster
Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head
Niggas got on the edge (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Please don't shoot at no legs
Cause a couple niggas fed
In my city breakin' bread
Put the Eastside on
Back when I had my Levi's on
Bitches ungrateful when they know that they wrong
If I ain't turned my city up, then where the fuck am I from
Y'all be bitin' your tongue, they be bitin' my style
Bitch stop playin' 'fore we knock you down
Playin' with my name is like playin' with the government, it's up a tier
And I ain't never leave my niggas sufferin'
Do you know what I'm up against?
I'm movin' like I'm Ghost out here
Got a lot of power that, I ain't even know I had
Bag a bitch while she takin' in her groceries bag
I'm smokin' good, knowin' that the smoke is bad
Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?
Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?
Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?
He got pain in his eyes, they blood red
Used to rock a little taper, know he got dressed (Woah, yeah)
You know why he got dressed
Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"
"Go ahead" (Go)
And put a loaf on your head (Go)
"Go ahead" (Go)
Put a loaf on your head
Rat lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Baby Money, Babys World & Tay B)
Helluva made this beat baby
[DeJ Loaf:]
We-we-we'll bring the chef to you
My niggas cookin' and they cater to
For these tips, let's see what a waiter, huh
For these chips, let's see what a hater do, huh
Get killed, that's just what a hater do
And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a vegetable
And I ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable
Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a rat
Rat, trapped
Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a rat
Real killers move in silence, no tattoos
Twelve o'clock, youngin' doin' hits on the Mongoose
Had it up to here, I'm in snow boots
A nigga treat me like gold, he gon' eat me like soul food
A nigga treat me like gold, he gon' eat me like soul food
Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news
Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news
Bad bitch, she don't eat fast food
Good pussy, she don't eat fast food
Bad bitches got a bad attitude
Couple shots, she gotta use the bathroom
We-we-we'll bring the chef to you
My niggas cookin' and they cater to
For these tips, let's see what a waiter, huh
For these chips, let's see what a hater do, huh
Get killed, that's just what a hater do
And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a vegetable
And I ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable
Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a rat
Rat, trapped
Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a rat
[Baby Money:]
Hey
If your daddy was a rat, call you Nicki Burns
It's at least sixty racks when I lift my arm
So many bitches in the room, you gotta pick a turn
Niggas stab me in my back, but you live and learn
I done seen niggas get killed over those little jokes
My daddy put a nigga on, got killed for the bros
You think it's strippers in the whip the way we ride with poles
Shit I'm doin' e'rryday be niggas' life goals
If your people was rats, then you're bloodline
We can't find out where you at, then your 'cuz dyin'
I just count it out, two hunnid, gave me butterflies
I order steak when I get hungry, get it butterfly
Come back in white hunnids, bitch, I'm colorblind
Tore up street, it's easy money, fuck the other side
It's a thirty on your chop, it's a drum on me
They gon' get nervous in the spot if I come inside
And it's crazy, niggas brag about my old bitch
I had them hoes homesick from all the road trips
I put M30s in her skirt, told her, "Hold this"
I got a Uzi in this Vert, spray the whole clip
It's easy money
[Babys World:]
My daddy was your vet before you had a vet
I'm thinkin' new Patek, you thinkin' Somerset
My daddy had them keys, still got his set
I made two hunnid off the piece thanks to my connect
Just excuse me if I sneeze, a nigga really blessed
They tried to give her forty Gs, niggas really stressed
I showed a crib from overseas, I thought the bench was pressed
I made a deal for thirty Gs, I had my bitch collect
I skate the plug, can't really read, still show respect
We made a fortune off them Bs, nigga, get some rest
Might send a fortune at your team, hit a nigga set
Ain't no abortions in our genes, from my daddy pack
[Tay B:]
Huh, yeah
My daddy gangster and he rich, that's a fact
Real nigga, took his time on the chin, that's on that
I can go anywhere, nigga, you know Tay steps
And a freak out the country just to get her waist snatched
I fuck niggas' bitches, boy, you can't hit mine
You ain't got one kid and I can't switch mine
Like a fight in the hair salon, you see clips flyin'
My son, daddy, he would never be like 6ix9ine
I hit her and both her friends, that's a three-peat
You fucked that little bitch raw and she got BB
In your bitch pussy or the bank is where you see me
Understand I'm pointin' at niggas like you E.T
Got the best route, we like Waze with this shit
I head off for BME and you paid for the bitch
Gave it up in thirty minutes, you spent days with the bitch
I hurt your feelings, they had that dad take your bitch, huh
We sell drugs, I'm swipin' too, huh
For some ice, let's see what your wife would do, go
Straight for the head, somethin' light-light should do
Daddy a rat, I can see the mice in you
[DeJ Loaf:]
We-we-we'll bring the chef to you
My niggas cookin' and they cater to
For these tips, let's see what a waiter, huh
For these chips, let's see what a hater do, huh
Get killed, that's just what a hater do
And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a vegetable
And I ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable
Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a rat
Rat, trapped
Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a rat
Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news, yeah
Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news, yeah
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