New English Album Lyrics by Desiigner


Desiigner Lyrics

New English Lyrics
(Lyrics to the Full Album on one page)

Intro

[Instrumental]




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Caliber

I make a lot of new different money
Trap overnight like it's fifty summie
Finesse up the plug while gettin', I'm gettin' blunted
Caliber, caliber, caliber
Caliber, caliber, get somebody
Caliber, caliber, sick somebody
Caliber, caliber, rip somebody
Caliber, caliber, caliber

I make a lot of new different money
All my killas pull up and they gettin' blunted
Finna drink up the mud, now I'm gettin' mudded
Caliber, caliber, caliber
Caliber, caliber, hit somebody
Silencer, silencer, ring somebody
Outy boy, outy boy in an Audi
Free my boy, white boy gon get 'em
Free my boy white, go get him Follie
All this lean I poured, I should get a Molly
Sniff the coco right up cause your bitch got problems
Wildin' boy, wildin' boy, wildin' boy
Life of Desiigner be stylin' boy
You gettin' hit up, I get annoyed
Mike on the wheel and I drive the toy
You get robbed or get jigg or you got extort

Tell 'em talk shit, tell 'em talk shit, I'ma keep throwin'
That's your bitch, that's your bitch, that be deep throatin'
We be swipin' cards, we be gettin' money, there's weed blowin'
That's lean drippin', we lean drippin', that's cee-lo in
We be rollin' 6s, tell 'em roll with me
You gon' go get it? We gon' go get 'em
All my niggas got it, all my niggas with it
We got bad strippers, we got niggas with it
Gheea, gheea!

I make a lot of new different money
Trap overnight like it's fifty summie
Finesse out the plug while gettin', I'm gettin' cuddie
Caliber, caliber, caliber
Caliber, caliber, get somebody
Caliber, caliber, hit somebody
Caliber, caliber, rip somebody
Caliber, caliber, caliber
I make a lot of new different money
Chopper bananas like 50 something
Finesse out the plug while gettin', I'm gettin' blunted
Caliber, caliber, caliber
Caliber, caliber, get somebody
Caliber, caliber, hit somebody
Caliber, caliber, rip somebody
Caliber, caliber, caliber
I make a...



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Make It Out

All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
The car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of the killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of the killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
The car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said

All of them killers don't make it out
The car crash, call it racin' out
The bullet kiss 'em, call it makin' out
They never said I'd appose to nothin'
Choppa known for thumpin'
Make a nigga start Forrest Gumpin'
When I catch that boy forest frontin'
Choppa blow his stomach
Hit his body and his soul be jumpin'
Cause my nigga don't blow for nothin'
We gon' run up on you, we gon' get you hit
Talk a lot like you servin' brick
Tryna get me rich and I f*ck your bitch
She be suckin' dick on some other shit
These niggas, they just tryna hate on me
Take me out try to put date on me
Gotta ride 'round with that thang on me
Catch a nine slippin' by 43, word to me
I'ma just keep goin' hard 'til it's dirt on me
L Block 390, you heard of me?
Chopper rips open like surgery
I'm back from the dead, close the curtian, B
All my killers gon' get away
Savage come through, he gon' get away
Mikey come through, he gon' rip it fast
Everybody gon' rip his face
And I'ma kill 'em
They look Scottie Pippen, woo!
You hear that 'Gatti engine, woo!
You heard I'm karate flippin', woo!
Now haters, they ought to mention
Come through the Garvey hittin'
I got guns and they're shootin' they Tony flippin'
Codeine, you know I'm sippin'
Young niggas on a mission!

All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
The car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of the killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out
I said all of the killers won't make it out
Car crash, call it, racin' out
All of them killers won't make it out
The car crash, call it, racin' out
Got a big brick, tryna build a house
Tryna run my Mercedes out
Big grams in the granny couch
All of them killers won't make it out



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Shooters

Shooters, pull up with the shooters
Young nigga finna pull up with the shooters
Finna, finna, finna pull up, up, pull up
Hey!

I'm finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
I'm finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
40, knock your head off, fall off with the Ruger
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
40, knock your head off, fall off with the Ruger
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
40, knock your head off, fall off with the Ruger
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
40, knock your head off, fall off with the Ruger

I'm been ridin' with a couple hittas
And a couple hittas come and do ya
I be ridin' through the Garvey block
And tellin' Mike & Boss to come and shoot ya
All about mula
Turn that 40 to the Ruger
Turn the 40 to the 50
Turn the 60 to a shooter
You a 6 and you a loser
Droppin' Ls for the loser
Heard them L niggas snitchin'
Free Nick, he the shooter
Ivo you a bitch, you a loser
So when we catch you ass, we gon' snooze ya
Turnin' 44 into the Ruger

Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
I'm finna pull up with the shooters
40, knock your head off, fall off with the Ruger
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
40, knock your head off, fall off with the Ruger
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
Finna pull up with the shooters
40, knock your head off, fall off with the Ruger



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Monsta & Villians

Yeah I'ma just catch
I gotta catch the flow on this
I'ma make sure I catch it
Git, git, git, git!
They want me to catch this shit
I'ma catch it right now

I'm a monster, I'm a killa
Shotty go pop through the villa
Bunch of 'nana clips'll kill ya
Jump out, the Lord, he gon' feel ya
Let ten fly, the Lord, he gon' hear it
I be ridin' with no ceilings
I'm a monster, I'm a villain
Let ten fly, the Lord, he gon' hear it
I'm a monster, I'm a killa
Shotty go pop through the villa
Bunch of 'nana clips'll kill ya
Jump out, the Lord, he gon' feel ya



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Interlude 1

[Instrumental]




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Talk Regardless

Niggas talk cray like they 'bout shit
Quarter mil' when I rob shit
Niggas gonna talk like they 'bout shit
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Niggas talk cray like they 'bout shit
Quarter mil' when I rob shit
Niggas gonna talk like they 'bout shit
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless

Mothaf*cka, he talk regardless
2 Beamer, yeah I park it
I got niggas and they start shit
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
I run this shit like a goddess
I run this shit when I started
Two door the scene when I'm mobbin
I'm one of the niggas that poor rich
I'ma go chill in the dime west
With like two heaters
Me and Kanye wild way we like two demons
We like two too deep
Up in Club Aces, throwin' dub faces
That's them nub faces
Army niggas with like two leaders
Bug out with like two strippers
Go eat up with two eaters
That's that speaker

Niggas talk cray like they 'bout shit
Quarter mil' when I rob shit
Niggas gonna talk like they 'bout shit
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Niggas talk cray like they 'bout shit
Quarter mil' when I rob shit
Niggas gonna talk like they 'bout shit
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless

I had to do money, got that new money
Blue face on blue face, that's blue money
Red money, red money, red money, more money
Remember the days of True Religion and rude money
That's that Red Monkey
That's that rilla on 'em
That's that King Kong
Throw gorillas on
Throw them niggas 'em
Make 'em shiver on 'em
Bullets will quiver on 'em
Choppa go rip up on 'em
Hey, hey
I'ma go chill the wild with like two heaters
In the Jungle Boogie with like two divas
Talk shit niggas, you ain't do neither
Got them gold bottles and loose litters

Niggas talk cray like they 'bout shit
Quarter mil' when I rob shit
Niggas gonna talk like they 'bout shit
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Niggas talk cray like they 'bout shit
Quarter mil' when I rob shit
Niggas gonna talk like they 'bout shit
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless
Mothaf*ckas gon' talk regardless



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Roll Wit Me

Ayy! Gea!
Yo Mekado what it is?
Ayy, 150 in the stack
I'ma count it right there

I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!

Tell 'em roll with me!
Zombie walk, roll with me
Got that O with me
Go get it
Git, git, git!

I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!
I make them dead niggas roll with me

Choppa go wet, nigga
You gettin' dead, nigga
Talk the feds, nigga
I'm that red nigga
I'm that real nigga
Pull up with bread, nigga
F*ck what you said, nigga

Got that pole with me
Got that ratchet on me
Run up on a nigga, gettin' clapped up, homie
You a bitch, bitch
You a bitch, bitch
F*cked your bitch, bitch
She was bitch bitchin'
Mind your business
I'ma go get it
I be ridin' round with a couple niggas
And a 450
Got my pole with me
Miz got it
Milly got it
Jenny got it
Can't do shit 'bout
I'ma get back
Whiplash!
I'll push your shit back!
You talkin' that chit chat
That's that get jacked

I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas roll with me
I make them dead niggas git git!
I make them dead niggas roll with me

Choppa go wet, nigga
You gettin' dead, nigga
Talk the feds, nigga
I'm that red nigga
I'm that real nigga
Pull up with bread, nigga
F*ck what you said, nigga
Got that pole with me

Gea! Ayy
Eighteen hunned in the stash
Tell them f*ck niggas catch
Ayy Milly, we don't know
Pull up on 'em, niggas creep up on 'em, ayy!



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Interlude 2

[Instrumental]




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Da Day

[Milly.CTD & Desiigner:]
Is my car on yet?
Ayy, ayy
I don't know what I'ma do today
I don't know who I'ma shoot today
I don't know who I'ma poof today
I don't know who I'ma send away
F*ckin' bitches, man that's day to day
I've been countin', man that's day to day
F*ckin' bitches, man that's... day to day
Uh, uh

[Milly.CTD:]
I don't know what I'ma do today
I don't know who I'ma shoot today
I don't know who I'ma poof today
I don't know who I'ma send away
F*ckin' bitches, man that's day to day
Countin' money, man that's day to day
I've been trappin', man that's day to day
I've been grindin' man that's day to day
I don't know what I'ma do today
I don't know who I'ma shoot today
I don't know who I'ma poof today
I don't know who I'ma send away
F*ckin' bitches, man that's day to day
Countin' money, man that's day to day
I've been trappin', man that's day to day
I've been grindin' man that's day to day

Break in the spot with my dough when I get the check gotta cut it
I been wildin' in the mall when I get some bread I say, "F*ck it"
You see the fear, want the destruction
Just for some money she f*ckin', her friend interruptin'
Done f*cked up her weave, now she leavin' lookin' rugged
F*ck with my niggas, them niggas, they don't want for nothin'
No key for the V, I get in and push a button
Got liquor in my system, I been drivin' like a dummy
Drinkin', I'm drivin', but I'm still trappin' for the money
Thuggin', I'm buggin' but I'm still trappin' for them hundreds (hundos)
Bust a couple licks and then I bounce back like a bungee
Pray to the Lord I end up on the side where it's sunny, uh
My only option is to make it, I come from the dungeon
F*ck the police, man they crooked
F*ck around and catch a bullet, tired of sleepin' in the bookings
Niggas talkin' like they 'bout it 'bout it if he got it we pull up and book 'em
Me and my niggas so rowdy rowdy that I'ma pop out and throw on my hoody, I come from my goons

I don't know what I'ma do today
I don't know who I'ma shoot today
I don't know who I'ma poof today
I don't know who I'ma send away
F*ckin' bitches, man that's day to day
Countin' money, man that's day to day
I've been trappin', man that's day to day
I've been grindin' man that's day to day
I don't know what I'ma do today
I don't know who I'ma shoot today
I don't know who I'ma poof today
I don't know who I'ma send away
F*ckin' bitches, man that's day to day
Countin' money, man that's day to day
I've been trappin', man that's day to day
I've been grindin' man that's day to day

[Desiigner:]
I've been grindin' man, that's day to day
4:05 pass, crash the Wraith
You be talkin' shit, pass the bank
I be laughin' while I'm rollin' 6s
Dead man, come roll and get me
Dead man, come roll and get me
Zombie Walkin' 'til I get it on me
Moon walkin', seein' moon people
I be chillin' with the Jewish people
Smokin' Jew kids, Jewish people
You be talkin' 'bout the news people
You be snitchin' on me, tellin' on me
I got niggas puttin' weapons on me
Tell the preacher come and preach with me
4-5 tell 'em squeeze with me
You be talkin' cold lean with me
Codeine, got lean with me
Codeine, got beams with me
Whole team got beams with me
Smokin' an eighth, put an eighth on it
F*ck yo bitch put her face on it
She be suckin' 'til she taste on it
I be like all make on it
Bank on it
Yeah, yeah!

[Milly.CTD:]
I don't know what I'ma do today
I don't know who I'ma shoot today
I don't know who I'ma poof today
I don't know who I'ma send away
F*ckin' bitches, man that's day to day
Countin' money, man that's day to day
I've been trappin', man that's day to day
I've been grindin' man that's day to day

[Desiigner:]
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
Try to run, nigga, hit the gate, aye
Try to run, nigga, hit the snake, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye

[Milly.CTD:]
Break in the spot with my dough when I get the check gotta cut it
I been wildin' in the mall when I get some bread I say, "F*ck it"
You see the fear, want the destruction
Just for some money she f*ckin', her friend interruptin'
Done f*cked up her weave, now she leavin' lookin' rugged
F*ck with my niggas, them niggas, they don't want for nothin'
No key for the V, I get in and push a button
Got liquor in my system, I been drivin' like a dummy

[Desiigner:]
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye

[Milly.CTD:]
I be wildin', I go Jungle Men
Niggas'll kill for a couple bands
Just grindin' hard I made a hundred bands
Like I went viral, got a hundred friends
Bossin' on 'em, couple Gs got me flossin' on 'em
Really come from the mud on 'em
They be flexin', put the slug on 'em
Couple of hitters'll kill for whatever
Just for the paper she's doin' whatever
Now I'm feelin' better
But if I was locked she probably wouldn't send a letter
Got it on me movin' militant
No time for the middle men
Clip a nigga got 'em moon walkin
Got real shooters, and they ain't talkin'
Just do it, nigga, shit, I'm tired of talkin'
Got the Ghost I was tired of walkin'
Dope got a nigga Zombie Walkin'
Ain't tryna have my mommy walkin'
I'm a smooth nigga
Ridin' 'round with my tool nigga
Bicken' back bein' bool, nigga
Couple fool niggas ain't cool nigga

[Desiigner:]
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
Try to run, nigga, hit the gate
Try to run, nigga, hit the snake
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
Do a drive by hit the snake

I'm just tryna get paid
Stackin' my money with chickens, ayy
Chopper in the rearview
Nigga just bought the beamer
Chill with the coke dealers
Chill if you want, nigga
All of my niggas be dope dealers
All of my niggas be dope dealers

You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the wraith, aye



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Jet

[Desiigner:]
Ayy
Tell
Ayy, got one?
Ayy, tell
On a spell
Purple jet
Purple jet

I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma run right through this paper
Right through a check
Cop me a jet
Go cop me a jet
Go cop me a jet
I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma go right through this paper
Right through a check
Cop me a jet
Young nigga cop him a TEC
Cop me a jet

[Pusha T:]
I spent two milla on where I rest
I got two hundred up on my neck
Dual exhausts like Twin Towers
On that Carerra I cause a jet
Please call 9-1-1
You know this a Turbo S
Still got the scale, nigga
Feel like I'm Virgo-esque
I might f*ck up a check on her
If we kick it, David Beck on her
That's my Becky with the good hair
Say King Push done went left on 'em
All designers, not a problem
Ask Desiigner, I signed him (true)
Billboard's a jungle gym
Sat back and watch 'em climb 'em
It's Nobu on his charter
Crab roll starters (no chopsticks)
Main course was from
Malaysian open waters
Apollo jets, you just jet smarter
Love the money
And I'm married to the game, meet me at the altar

[Desiigner:]
I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma run right through this paper
Right through a check
Cop me a jet
Go cop me a jet
Go cop me a jet
I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma go right through this paper
Right through a check
Cop me a jet
Young nigga cop him a TEC
Cop me a jet

I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma run right through this paper
Right through a check (check, check)
I'ma go cop me a TEC (TEC, TEC)
Milly gon' cop him a TEC (TEC, TEC)
For them new shoes, die for respect
I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma run right through this paper
Ballin' hard like the Lakers
Givin' bitch nigga no favors
You gettin' hit with the razors
He gettin' hit with the shaver
Ballin' hard like the Pacers
Niggas talkin' like they raised us
None of 'em raised us
I'ma get right to this paper
I'ma get right through this paper
Run through a check
I'ma go die for respect
Bitch nigga hit like the ref
For them new shoes, die for respect

I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma run right through this paper
Right through a check
Cop me a jet
Go cop me a jet
Go cop me a jet
I'ma run right through this paper
I'ma go right through this paper
Right through a check
Cop me a jet
Young nigga cop him a TEC
Cop me a jet



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Overnight

Whoa
Whoa
Yeah
Street
Slums

Oh, watching that overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight
I'm in the club with some real niggas
Sadness around me, how many niggas, they real shit
All of us make it out
Had them killers outside who won't make it out
Had them killers outside, they'll tell you how
I been rollin' the swishers and I want the lord to
Overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight
I'm in the club with some real niggas
Sadness around me, how many niggas, they real true
All of us make it out
Had them killers outside who won't make it out
Had them killers outside, they'll tell you how
I been rollin' the swishers and I want the lord to help me

I want to the Lord to help me
I want the Lord to kill me
I wanna stack with my niggas
I want my money get bigger
You talking shit like you made it
Young nigga rich and I'm famous
Balling hard like a Laker
I been riding in a Matrix
Going ride and I'm faded
Going ride and I'm racing
Sipping lean but I'm drinking
So Sprite got me wasted
I don't get it, I don't get it
Diamonds all around me drippin'
You were talking like you want it
So my niggas gonna give it

Oh, watching that overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight
I'm in the club with some real niggas
Sadness around me, how many niggas, they real shit
All of us make it out
Had them killers outside who won't make it out
Had them killers outside, they'll tell you how
I been rollin' the swishers and I want the lord to
Overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight
I'm in the club with some real niggas
Sadness around me, how many niggas, they real true
All of us make it out
Had them killers outside who won't make it out
Had them killers outside, they'll tell you how
I been rollin' the swishers and I want the lord to help me

Countin'
That foreign in here a Phantom
I'ma show who the rapper
Young nigga had manners
F*ck nigga who lyin'
Told 'em I'm real sorry
Give a f*ck, nigga, I'm sorry

Oh, watching that overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight
I'm in the club with some real niggas
Sadness around me, how many niggas, they real shit
All of us make it out
Had them killers outside who won't make it out
Had them killers outside, they'll tell you how
I been rollin' the swishers and I want the lord to
Overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight, overnight
I'm in the club with some real niggas
Sadness around me, how many niggas, they real true
All of us make it out
Had them killers outside who won't make it out
Had them killers outside, they'll tell you how
I been rollin' the swishers and I want the lord to help me



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Zombie Walk

[Desiigner:]
Get out my way
F*ck nigga talk, get the f*ck out my face
Chopper been loaded, the drum in our way
Get in my way
Let me just
Get in my way
F*ck nigga talk, get the f*ck out my way
F*ck nigga talk, get the f*ck out my face
Drum on the K

I'm not letting no nigga get in my way
F*ck nigga talk, he get hit with the K
The chopper been loaded, the drum on the K
Thought I went crazy, but back in my way
You could get hit up, just watch what you say
Don't f*ck with the 12, we got 12 in the gauge
Niggas getting hit up, bodies getting zipped up
Niggas start feelin' a couple of ways
Diamonds in it, blaze
Smoking on dope, haze
First time the bitch out the cage
Got infrared beam on the stage
The coco, the chronic, cocaine
Feelin' like I'm Lil Wayne
Lot of codeine, hid it from the from the gang
Hit it, hit it, hey
Chill in the trap for the winter
Pockets fuller than that nigga
Niggas be talking that wigga
I'ma keep stackin' my chicken
Lot of killers in the way
Young nigga tryna get up
Pick up, four, get up
Pussy, forget her
And I got bad bitch, she with me
Twisting my weed and she rolling my swisher
I got her mom in the kitchen
Bout to go in the back room with her sister
I'm the man, I'm the nigga
Niggas didn't know I'm that nigga
Some niggas not them real niggas
Got to watch out for them niggas

Zombie walk, no control
Lotta chopper, let it blow
Zombie walk, no control, let it blow
Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk
Zombie walk, no control
Lotta chopper, let it blow
Zombie walk, no control, let it blow
Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk

[King Savage:]
I'm just smoking on dope and it's f*cking my brains
I'm sipping on Henny, it got me enraged
I'm riding 'round town in them Rari's and Range
Your bitch on my dick and she giving me play
Savage nigga, like to play with them things
He got a big missile, and he aiming for brains
I don't trust niggas, all them niggas fugazi
I don't shop on a budget, I'm just getting the cake
My niggas f*cked up the cake
They do anything, they switching them lanes
I stay with Scottie Pippen
Leave your body limpin' when I find that you f*cked with the Jakes
Pass me the K, bullets put face on the pave
Chopper put niggas in graves
Bullets put face on the pave
Chopper put niggas in graves
I'm sipping on Actavis
I call that that the drink
Nick Cannon, got the drum
I think that that the beat
I keep that thing on me
No you can't hang with me
The chopper go bang with me
Them niggas can't hang with me

[Desiigner:]
Zombie walk, no control
Lotta chopper, let it blow
Zombie walk, no control, let it blow
Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk
Zombie walk, no control
Lotta chopper, let it blow
Zombie walk, no control, let it blow
Lotta chopper, no control, zombie walk



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Panda

This what they all been waiting for
I guess so
They been waiting for this shit for a long time didn’t they
I'ma give it everything I got
Ayo Dougie park that X6 around the corner
Aye I'm just feeling my vibe right now
I'm feeling myself

Panda, Panda
Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the mocho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me

Hey
Panda, Panda
Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda

I got broads in Atlanta twisting dope, lean, and shit sipping Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace shit, life Desiigner
Whole buncha lot of shit
They be asking round town who be clappin shit
I pullin up stuff in the Phantom ship
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti whip look how I try this shit
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on camera
Pop a Perc, I can't stand up
Gorilla, they come and kill you with bananas
Four fillas, they finna pull up in the Phantom
Know niggas, they come and kill you on the camera
Big Rollie, it dancing bigger than a Pandie
Go Oscar for Grammy, bitch pull up your panty
Fill up I'ma flip it, I got bitches pull up and they get it
I got niggas that's counting for digits
Say you make you a lot of new money
Know some niggas pull off and they in the Rafe
CTD, they pull off and they kill the Bape
Call up Phillip-Phillip, gone fill the bank, niggas up in the bank We gone drill the bank, fuck we gone kill the bank, get it
I got broads, yea I get it
I get cards yea I shitted
This how I live it
Did it all for a ticket
Now flex drop bombs when he spin it
And Bobby gone trend it
Jeff The Don doing business
Zana Ray fucking up shit and she doin' her bidnezz
I be getting to the chicken
Counting to the chicken
And all of my niggas gone split it

Panda, Panda
Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the mocho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the mocho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me

Panda, Panda
Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda
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