We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week

Salvation, salvation, salvation is free Don't do it, don't do it To all the kids with heroin eyes Because it's not, not what it seems No, no it's not, not what it seems (Uh Uh huh huh huh uh uh huh huh huh uh uh huh huh huh uh uh huh huh huh uh uh huh huh huh uh uh huh huh huh uh uh huh huh huh) Do do

She ain't really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin' A nigga got a pregnant, he was dickriding so much The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?) Fake proper-talking, bitch be like "Please pass the Backwood" (what?) Trap boy Jack, I get the

Can I can I get your oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Can I can I get your number, nu-nu-nu-nu-number Can I can I get your number tonight oh huh huh If I don't then I might regret it for the re- The rest of my life See I see I got you feeling my vibe oh huh huh Gotta

Daddy can you see me? I'm putting on a show In the magazines, hear me on the radio So what do you think huh huh? (Well I hope that your proud now, to watch it all go down) I'm sorry daddy you didn't get to watch me grow Now I'm always on the road no time to

Yeah, yeah, yeah Will it take my death to see To see my destiny? They say I live in a fantasy I'm just lit off Hennessy, huh Yuh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah Baby kneel beneath me and bow to me Pulled up, drop top with speed Talk down I’ll pop the heat

Against me ('gainst me) Don't hold it against me ('gainst me) Can't hold it against me ('gainst me) To my women with the utmost respect, intellect Yeah, yeah, ay, huh Da da, da da, oh yeah, uh uh I should've listen to my intuition

Iced out chain (yeah) Iced out ring (yeah) Yeah she love my diamonds That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit) Foreign bitch with me (huh?) She do anything White diamonds on my wrist Bitch it's Gucci Gang (yeah) Ooh, Lil Pump, yuh

Nothin', I'll do this one myself Hey, na na na na, hey that's something State of love and trust, and a State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh uh huh And the signs are passin', grip

I just smoke my dope Suck me 'til she choke (suck me 'til she) I just smoke my dope (huh) Suck me 'til she choke (uh) Dick up in her throat (yeah, throat!) Dick up in her throat (yeah) Cocaine on the boat (okay, ouu) Cocaine on the boat (ouu, yeah)