Rae Sremmurd – Perplexing Pegasus

[Intro]
Ear Drummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Jump in the Pegasus
All kinda reckless the necklace
All kinda reckless I flexed it
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
Lil’ Jxm’, I got a problem
I’m in love with money, I’m in love with ballin’
Gotta keep my phone on vibrate, how these bitches callin’
Neiman Marcus’ shawty and I ain’t with no shoppin’
2K on my feet, yeah, 2K, I be kickin’ game
Bubble Gum on Jxm’, smokin’ on a different strain
Niggas still in south, they need to stay up in their lane
Baby, we on top and that ain’t ever gonna change
Put you boys to shame
Pull them foreign’s out
And put you boys to shame
Going hard on a bitch like Major Payne
Say my name (Jxm’)
They ain’t know how to spell it, so I put it on my chain

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Jump in the Pegasus
All kinda reckless the necklace
All kinda reckless I flexed it
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
All these, hundreds got me siftin’
Jeep 35, needs a liftkit
Man dirty cup I’m grippin’ I mean it’s a kick-in
Leave your chick within 5 feet of me, wouldn’t risk it
Niggas cannot stop me, told them just to face it
Aston sittin’ low, wow, damn I scraped it
She like spreading wings, ’cause it’s the Pegasus
I’m like "I might go and take the spot, because of negligence"
Barricades ain’t holdin’ me
Money on me, but that ain’t controllin’ me
Last night had bitches go at me, like they go at me?
Took off all these niggas, call it jetstream

[Chorus: Swae Lee & Slim Jxmmi]
Jump in the Pegasus
All kinda reckless the necklace (yeah)
All kinda reckless I flexed it (yeah)
K-keep the change, yeah, you heard me correctly
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist (yeah)
Only thing I’m here for is perplexing (yeah)
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it (yeah)

21 Savage – Bank Account

I buy a new car for the bitch (for real)
I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real)
You can’t even talk to the bitch (no)
She fucking with bosses and shit (oh God)
I pull up in ‘Rari’s and shit, with choppers and Harley’s and shit (for real)
I be Gucci’d down, you wearing Lacoste and shit (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur came off of that, yeah (yeah)
Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)
Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yeah (oh God)
Got ’em tennis chains on and they real blingy (blingy)
Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy (Chingy)
Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty (fifty)
Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties
Seventy-five hunnid on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin’ your ashes (bitch)
I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cut for no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I’m a ho bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a ‘Rari just so I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me, they playin’ catch up (21)
I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and I got no asthma
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M’s in my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Yeah dog I’m for real, dog (21)
Straight up out the seats, now I got a house on the hill, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna Tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I’m a real dog, you a lil’ dog (21)
Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasing mil’s, dog
Dunk right in your bitch like O’Neal, dog
Plus I shoot like Reggie Mill’, dog (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dog
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M’s in my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ruler clips, send a ruler hit
Pull up on your bitch, she say I got that ruler dick
Spray your block down, we not really with that rural shit
Glock cocked now, I don’t really give no fuck ’bout who I hit
Yeah, your bitch, she get jiggy with me
Keep that Siggy with me
Bitch, I’m Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me
Keep a mad mag in case they wanna get busy with me
‘Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M’s in my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Seventy-five hunnid on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin’ your ashes (bitch)
I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cut for no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I’m a ho bastard

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – GG (Remix) (feat. A Boogie With The Hoodie)

[Intro]
Free my niggas out the can
Nigga, this that crazy man
I ain’t even put no effort, crazy man

[Verse]
Draw down with that Glock, bitch don’t make no sound
Say somethin’ and get shot, bitch face down to the ground
I ain’t got no respect, you might think I’m dumb
I’m just 17, with a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don’t like me why you worried about what I do
See the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew
(Tell me why you say that Youngboy?)
Cause bitch I’m flyer than your dude
If you think I fuck with that lil hoe, then you a fool
I ain’t got no education, I dropped out of school
No security with me so I’m strapped up with that tool
Try to take my jewelry off and you gon’ make the news
Cuban links around my neck, it cost me 22
Audemar Piguet, coulda’ went and bought a school
Went to Neiman Marcus for my pants and my shoes
Five thousands dollars, what I paid for the whole fit
I just took a loss so I’m goin’ on a heist
Hold a tool in yo face like chino do a bike
Too much money on me for to raise my hands and fight
Thunder in my clip, fuck around get hit with light

Draw down with that Glock, bitch don’t make no sound
Say somethin’ and get shot, bitch face down to the ground
I ain’t got no respect, you might think I’m dumb
I’m just 17, with a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don’t like me why you worried about what I do
You ain’t see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew
(Tell me why you say that Youngboy?)
Cause bitch I’m flyer than your dude

Pegasus

Lyrics to ‘Pegasus’ by Rae Sremmurd:

–Intro–
Ear Drummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

–Hook: Swae Lee–
Jump in the Pegasus
All kinda reckless the necklace
All kinda reckless I flexed it
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly
If she sleekin’ foreign, call her Lexis
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it

–Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi–
Lil’ Jxm’, I got a problem
I’m in love with money, I’m in love with ballin’
Gotta keep my phone on vibrate how these bitches call it
Neiman Marcus’ shawty and I ain’t with no shoppin’
2K on my feet, yeah, 2K, I be kickin’ game
Bubble Gum on Jxm’, smokin’ on a different strain
Niggas still in south, they need to stay up in their lane
Baby, we on top and that ain’t ever gonna change
Put you boys to shame
Pull them foreign’s out
And put you boys to shame
Cut the dreads off, bitch, I’m major pain
Say my name (Jxm’)
They ain’t know how to spell it, so I put it on my chain

–Hook: Swae Lee–
Jump in the Pegasus
All kinda reckless the necklace
All kinda reckless I flexed it
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly
If she sleekin’ foreign, call her Lexis
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it

–Verse 2: Swae Lee–
All these, hunnids got me siftin’
The Jeep 35, needs a liftkit
Man dirty cup I’m grippin’ I mean it’s a kick-in
Need a chick with a [?] feet, [?] boy, than risked it
Niggas cannot stop me, told them just to face it
Aston sittin’ low, wow, damn I scraped it
She like spreading wings, ’cause it’s the Pegasus
[?] the spot, because of negligence
Barricades ain’t holdin’ me
Money on me, but that ain’t controllin’ me
Last night bitches go at me, like they go at me
Took off all [?], call it jetski

–Hook: Swae Lee & Slim Jxmmi–
Jump in the Pegasus
All kinda reckless the necklace (yeah)
All kinda reckless I flexed it (yeah)
K-keep the change, yeah, you heard me correctly
If she sleekin’ foreign, call her Lexis
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist (yeah)
Only thing I’m here for is perplexing (yeah)
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it (yeah)

Young Dolph – I’m So Real (Bulletproof Album)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

[Verse 1]
My bitch looked at me and said, "Nigga you too real" (thank you, babe)
"Why you drink so much codeine?" Bitch, because I’m ill (ill)
Thirty-thousand in Neiman Marcus, I dress to kill (swag)
She suck that thang so good, I had to tell that girl to yield (hey, slow down)
I do what I wanna so I only chase commas (M’s)
I do what I wanna so I smoke too much marijuana (yeah)
Three bitches, one me, it’s a royal rumble (oh)
Money don’t mean shit to me, so that’s why I’m so humble (so humble)
I mean that’s why I’m so real, thirty days boy (real)
I just made a whole meal (yeah, yeah)
Go get you some real money, wash everybody’s chains (it’s crazy)
Go look in the mirror, nigga, I ain’t got shit to explain (ayy)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

[Verse 2]
(Hey, what up?)
I see straight through you (I see straight through you)
I’m cow manure (I’m the shit)
She too drunk to drive, called that bitch a Uber (ayy, call that bitch a ride)
You need to fire them and hire some more shooters (shooters)
If you ain’t realized it yet, you a loser (capital L)
Two-toned patty with the big boogers (icy)
Rich niggas still runnin’ ’round them hoodlums (yeah)
Danny Boy shine (yeah), she look at their face (what time is it?)
Damn, it’s perfect timin’ (yeah)
Just had another baby (hey, hey, hey)
Waitin’ on me to give him somethin’, he can keep waitin’ (I swear)
Or wait for me to turn into a fake nigga, you can keep waitin’ (waitin’)
I’m-I’m too real (I’m too real), what’s the deal? (You too fake)
Fuck your deal (hahaha, yeah)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

Fabolous – Goyard Bag (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

[Intro]
Yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Copped the drop top Hummer for the summer yeah
Goyard bag with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Say I know I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Wakin’ up on the hills right on Runyon yeah
Smokin’ on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like call my private chef hold my stomach in
Yeah I like ’em fried, she like ’em sunny eggs

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Oh, those some runny eggs
I might flex around the world and then I start again
I might flex around your girl and then I fuck again
And the funny thing is you gon’ cuff again
Yeah I advise you
Stop all the hatin’ and you’ll make it too
Like I done had a situation but I made it through
I paid 1000 for these shoes, for my Yeezy cuffs too

[Hook: Fabolous]
Got the drop top runnin’ for the summer yeah, ay
Goyard bags full of hundreds yeah
And I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Say I know I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Wakin’ up on the hills right by Runyon yeah
Smokin’ on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I’m a private chef, cook for money yeah
Hey white and yellow gold just like sunny eggs

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Look I just think shorty like my go hard swag
Turn my brown bags to a Goyard bag
My son told me keep makin’ these old farts mad
He said you drive this foreign like a go-kart dad
Spittin’ like they got it, they on that mission
Lookin’ different when you see ’em rappers catfishin’
Either Barney’s, Neiman Marcus, so we Saks Fifthin’
Always makin’ movies but we never act different, no
Never changed up I just leveled up
And I watch the gold diggers pick they shovels up
Watchin’ thirsty niggas try to pick my beverage up
Never spoke on ’em, I won’t bring the devil up, no
Sometimes sayin’ nothin’ sayin’ somethin’
When your money talks now you’re sayin’ somethin’
Ay if you ain’t get a message that’s a message
Look y’all know who the freshest of the freshest

[Hook: Fabolous]
Got the drop top runnin’ for the summer yeah
Goyard bags full of hundreds yeah
And I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Say I know I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Wakin’ up on the hills right by Runyon yeah
Smokin’ on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I’m a private chef, cook for money yeah
Hey white and yellow gold just like sunny eggs

[Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert]
I’ve been talkin’ to my idol
I’ve been talkin’ to my idol
Nowadays I feel like I’m my own idol
Scratch her off the list like a vinyl
Real girl, I don’t really like her
I just really wanna just spike her
Yeah, yeah, you know I night ya
Hope ya wasn’t thinkin’ I’ma wife ya

[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Got the drop top runnin’ and I got guap comin’
Now we eatin’ garlic noodles and they not Top Ramen
I’m not just laid up with a baddie, got some slop top from her
Studio all winter just to drop hot summers, yeah
(I be in my bag with no travel
Let you be the judge, get the gavel
I think if I want you I can have you
Every time I pull up on the avenue)

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Copped the drop top Hummer for the summer yeah
Goyard bag with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Say I know I know why you mad cause I’m stuntin’ yeah
Wakin’ up on the hills right on Runyon yeah
Smokin’ on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like call my private chef hold my stomach in
Yeah I like ’em fried, like ’em sunny eggs

[Outro]
Fab – So I’m in my bag? I’m back in my bag now or what?

Girl – Nah you in your Goyard bag now

Fab – Told ya I was gonna get back to it, know what I’m sayin’? I just wanted to let you know like I appreciate you like havin’ faith in me like and giving me that talk cause I was going to do it for a minute and you know I mean I just needed somebody to let me know it’s time to level up. Like stop playing out here

Girl – It’s all good real ones might fall back but they don’t fall off

Dave East – Type Of Time letras

[Intro]
I did a lot but I never hated
Never hated
Did a lot but I never hated
We throw the money up
We throw the money up
I did a lot but I never hated
We throw the money up
We throw the money up

[Verse 1]
Strapped with my driver
You know there’s no running up
You go against the family you dumb or what?
I’m bout to fuck four or five summers up
She got that waist trainer on her waist
Told that bitch go get a tummy tuck
Wake up, I’m smoking dope everyday
I hit the bank that’s a money run
Baby girl chew me like bubble gum
I do not wanna smoke blunts with them
On them late nights pray the sun will come
Double dutching bitches jumping us
Polo on me, lot of horse power
Past women I am done with them
Baggin up in front my little brother
I ain’t wanna do that shit in front of him
Niggas tell me that I’m going nuts
Ask your bitch, she just was holdin those
You put Gucci all up on her clothes
When it come to this she probably overdose
Waited long enough we on it now
No more hoopin’ but I’m balling now
Got em in they feelings, I don’t call ’em now
I’m just tryna get it foreign tryna whip it
Neiman Marcus went like 20 on ’em
Shout to Trigga, had the Bentley for me
Remember I ain’t have a penny on me
If it’s (??) classic penny’s on me
Walking like I got a milli on me
[Hook]
I did a lot but I never hated
My man home so we celebrating
I’m in a condo with a elevator
My mind blowed, I’m just elevating
I’ve been on a different type of time
I’ve been on a different type of time
I did a lot but I ain’t never hated
My man home so we celebrating
I’m laying up countin hella paper
Got her goin down, I’m just levitating
I’ve been on a different type of time
I’ve been on a different type of time

[Verse 2]
I’m tearing Louis down
I’m tearing Fendi down
I’m hot, that’s a Fendi now
Jacket say Fendi now
Won’t pay for no verses
I smoke in the back of that Bentley now
I did not have a lot
We did not have a lot
Like how was they up stairs with Biggie?
How was they mad at Pac?
I ain’t have a crib but I had a Glock
I had the plug and Black had the pot
I want the world, you can have the block
Jump out a Porsche with the baddest thot
Remember I was tryna pay the cop
In and out the back of patty wagons
Pockets probably pack a lot of salad, I
Cameras in it helped me back it out
Prince of my city, what’s that about
They heard I could spit, tryna rap it out
They reach out they hands tryna dap it out
I go in my zone and I’m blacking out
We traveling, we don’t just map it out
I got my boarding pass
I just want all the cash
What’s better than that?
I think of hoopty, that Jetta was black
That broke shit was whack
I’ll never go back

[Hook]
I did a lot but I never hated
My man home so we celebrating
I’m in a condo with a elevator
My mind blowed, I’m just elevating
I’ve been on a different type of time
I’ve been on a different type of time
I did a lot but I ain’t never hated
My man home so we celebrating
I’m laying up countin hella paper
Got her goin down, I’m just levitating
I’ve been on a different type of time
I’ve been on a different type of time

[Hook]
I did a lot but I never hated
My man home so we celebrating
I’m in a condo with a elevator
My mind blowed, I’m just elevating
I’ve been on a different type of time
I’ve been on a different type of time
I did a lot but I ain’t never hated
My man home so we celebrating
I’m laying up countin hella paper
Got her goin down, I’m just levitating
I’ve been on a different type of time
I’ve been on a different type of time

[Interlude]
Man come to my hood and you say (?). Fuck out of here I ain’t talking with this nigga. The fuck is talking to this nigga. You know what my grandfather told me? You’ll get as far as the motherfuckers you talk to for no reason. You’ll be as successful as the motherfuckers you talk to for no reason

[Interlude 2]
Dave – Yo take around me real quick cuz, I gotta make a move, go up town for a minute

Man – Fuck it let’s go, where you tryna go?

Dave – I have to smuggle shit, I’m kinda bent from last night though, you drive?

Man – Yeah fuck it I’m drunk too

Dave – You sure my nigga? I never rolled with you before but you good?

Man – I’m gon’ find out today cuz, fuck it

Dave – Fuck it we out nigga, this nigga Jonesie, he just told me umm download his new shit, you heard that shit?

Man – No but I know Jonesie, got some fire for us

Dave – You know how that go. I got his shit right here nigga. Come on, we out though

Man – Fuck it let’s get it

Man 2 – Yo cuz let’s go get some papers real quick though

Dave – Yeah bet

[Outro: Dave East + (Man)]
Nah Dead ass though man nigga came a long way B. Like I never saw this shit doing what it’s doing. (That’s a fact cuz, who the fuck thought we’d be all the way out here doing this shit. We was in the trenches.) Trenches bro, like niggas really just drove across America. (Smoke all the best weed that there was to smoke)

You feel me? From the bitches to the niggas, pass that weed nigga. (You know I’m gon’ get that back fucking with you). From the bitches to the niggas man, it’s like this shit come from the bottom, look what it’s doing man, ain’t nobody believe this shit. (No I ain’t got no choice nigga fuck it). Only one way to go nigga