1. |
Runnin Outta Patience
04:03
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I'm running out of patience
Patience
I'm bagging out the late trends
Late trends
I'm revealing what the make is
Make is
Manny in town just fade it
Fade it
You don't even know me
Know me
I don't want to please you
Please you
Dress so hot I see through
See through it
See through it
Told you I'd be going slow into the alter
Messed a lot of things been called a faulter
Really though got me obsessed with the coaster
Front seat in the plane that's my motherfucking poster
Roll on
Yeah I prefer roll ons
These sprays keep leaving marks on my t shirts I need a roll on
Baby roll on
God damn it's your papi outside
Fuck you in the Benz and take you outside
I just want to roll with my homies outside
I'll make you moan like they hear it outside
I'm running out of patience
Patience
I'm bagging out the late trends
Late trends
I'm revealing what the make is
Make is
Manny in town just fade it
Fade it
You don't even know me
Know me
I don't want to please you
Please you
Dress so hot I see through
See through it
See through it
I'm like one in a million
Shawty she knows how to handle my business
See me
I don't see you
What you going to do
I ride around in them bulletproof vans
With my chopper going to blow you out the roof
Count my money
Get my money
To my family and the crew
There was so many ups and downs I even turned into a daddy
You start running because my last one went into swimming pools
Please don't touch me yeah I can't even like see you
You was Casper then I shot you out the roof
Roof Roof Roof Roof Roof Roof
Yeah catch me out the roof
Please don't fuck with Eazy10 or Sawaiz will shoot you out the
I'm running out of patience
Patience
I'm bagging out the late trends
Late trends
I'm revealing what the make is
Make is
Manny in town just fade it
Fade it
You don't even know me
Know me
I don't want to please you
Please you
Dress so hot I see through
See through it
See through it
Right now I'm on soundcloud but one day I'll be on a jet for real
Put my fam and my team first
That's for real for real
I put that over everything
That's for real for real for real
If you keep making turnovers
It's your bitch that I'll steal
Hold up
Run it
Hitting the pen that don't mean that I'm blunted
Yeah I'm a savage
I got they ass running
Flexing the whip
Like Gunna I'm stunting
You went from 100 to nothing
I went from nothing to something
Zero to 100
I picked up your girl
She went from nothing to fucking
I'm leaning out the window don't bother ducking
He can't breathe
Get his ass some Robitussin
Sorry it's not in the budget
When the money calls the hoes start coming
These bitches know nothing of it
I got shit cooking in the oven
MMC
Clapmoneyrecords make it an llc
Event if you're lit you can't hold a candle to me
You're all my vassals take a knee
Bring it back
Pay the fee
No one do it like E
Youngblood but I'm an og
Ain't no one that can hold me
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2. |
Why You wanna?
02:48
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Yo boys are we calling some fucking strippers
Yes sir
Clap money strip club how may I help you
Why you want to know where I live
Wait what
Let me have peace at my crib
Wait what
Call me SSA give me lip
Wait what
Yeah where I'm from Beverly hills
Wait woah
Then I hit the gym do some dips
Shawty fat in them jeans yeah all they do is rip yeah
My girl so hot she trip yeah
Bring a magician I'll show him tricks
Wait a big deal
She don't like the way that I talk
She like the way I talk
She like the way I walk
Hang me off a tree and baby girl let me rot
Hold up hold up hold up
Liam Kelly she like the way you what
She like the way I
She like the way I sing
She like them fucking diamonds on my neck because they bling
If you want some more baby girl you know my name
If you want some more baby girl I'll make it rain
Light skin dark skin yeah I love them all
Don't talk shit I'll sleep you if we brawl
I only spit Hollow tips
5'8'' but I stand tall at 6'4''
My bed shakes too much so I pulled a Bryce Mitchell
And I took her to the floor
Uh huh
You know me
E10 easy 10s easy bands
I think she's a fan god damn
I'm feeling like the man
Anyone who's sleeping on me must be popping fucking Xans
Ay let's make a deal
Pull out them titties Wisconsin
I'll pull up in the baby blue no Bronson
AP Rolly Patek got so many watches
Turn that shit up we're going to start a mosh pit
Why you want to
Why you want to know where I live
Wait what
Yeah let me have peace at my crib
Paparazzi flip the cams on the bands on your man need no hands
Calp your hand clap your hands
Call me daddy bitch
Need no daddy bitch
Call me daddy bitch
Who is your daddy bitch
Pull up the coupe outside with Louis V shoes yeah
Nobody asked yeah
Who is you yeah
Clap your hands make her dance clap your hands
Clap your hands make her dance clap your hands
Yeah every girl I pull is a bad B
They always trying to fuck a G
Because no one do it like E
All up on my D
Whip the crown V
never down we always keep it at a C
I keep stacking P
Got it nailed to a T
But they're sleeping on me like ZZZZ
Flip the switch
In a couple years square garden that's where I will be
If you let me meet your girl It's going to be a robbery
Elevate the ACh take it to your arteries bitch
Sex symbol
She doesn't even know
Fuck I want you so bad
Just the way she blow
Come on for me baby you know you my little hoe
Movie night later Ben and Jerry's cookie dough
Yeah you like that you like that
Yeah you like that you like that
Yeah you like that you like that
Get close to me baby I'll tell you what I want to do until I want to do
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3. |
Take me Down!
03:15
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My momma said son don't get involved
But mom I'm in the room and I am the most high
Because after you beat the stove it won't fry
Take me down yeah
Take me down yeah yeah
My momma said son don't get involved
But mom I'm in the room and I am the most high
Because after you beat the stove it won't fry
Take me down yeah
Take me down yeah yeah
They tried to hold me back
So I came back with a vengeance
They always talking shit
Drown them out with bands
The way she blowing kisses you'd think she's a fan
Too hot yeah I'm feeling like the man
Take a hit in my Js
Flying high space jam
New whip
All white
Yeah I do this for the fam
Skirt past like Mazda zoom zoom
Highest in the room
Give me the loot
I got the Juice
Hundreds in my wallet
Got your girl in my pocket
But I don't want her because your Momma's calling
My momma said son don't get involved
But mom I'm in the room and I am the most high
Because after you beat the stove it won't fry
Take me down yeah
Take me down yeah yeah
Massive the way we make the loot
Massive the way we making moves
Massive the way we friends with fools
Toxic they're feeding off the loop
High school bus could never be mine
Soft dreams of mine this baby still shine
Taxi to the class like I'm dead inside
Just for the one who couldn't be mine
I just want to tell you the rims still shine
Your ass a 95th percentile
Filling up the board like maybe this time
Yeah maybe this time yeah maybe this time
My momma said son don't get involved
But mom I'm in the room and I am the most high
Because after you beat the stove it won't fry
Take me down yeah
Take me down yeah yeah
Hey here we go can you shake nice and low hey
I can pass a bitch like Brady
Need no Tommy Lee he graving
Go go go
What he know know know Yeah
Dancing sidewall crazy
Yeah my Benz they couped Mercedes
Getting the money like straight to the top
I'm calling your bluff
I'm shooting the opps
Give me the top whenever you want
I never stop
I never stop
Rolly my AP is covered in sauce
Covered in blood
We never run
What was you thinking
What was you thinking
Oh you're like dumb
Oh you're like blonde
I need a second a minute or longer
This ain't a settlement this is a charger
Same colored my roof need a sponsor
Walk in the club and everyone bothered
Yeah yeah what
Mess with my pole I send you to the doctors yeah what
Ay ay bitch
Run it up run it up run it up
I got the strap and the double cup yeah
And my pocket full of commas
Pull one out it's on honor
Yeah running the back like a quarterback
Somebody going to like run up these racks
Took it from him and he can't get it back
Took it from him and he can't get it
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4. |
Go!
03:44
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Yeah
Ay what
Ok like go
Yeah go
Clapmoneyrecords in this bitch
Ok like go go go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go go go
Ok like one shot two shot three shot go
Ok like one shot two shot three shot go
Ok like go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go go
Ok like one shot two shot three shot go
Ok like one shot two shot three shot more
Ok like drink it up go go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go
I like the way you move it like twerk twerk twerk
I won't buy her a drink what a jerk jerk jerk
Hey like baby pump it up up up up
Baby why don't you just chug it up up up up
Baby just give me love love love love
One shot two shot three shot fuck it up
One shot two shot three shot fuck it up
Ok like go go go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go go go
One shot two shot three shot go go go go go go go go
Go go go go go go go go go go go
Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay
Ok like go go go go go go go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go go go go go go go go
Ok like go go go go go go go go go go go go go go go
Clap money records ain't no one do it like us
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5. |
Can you Party?
03:13
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This beat is sick
Baby you told you were living in the past
How did you forget we got over in the past
Living in the race fuck you're not even that fast
Ay Ay Ay Ay
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you shake that body body
Baby can you party party party
Shake it like there wasn't nothing for me
I feel so sick and way too nauseous
I got them Christian Louis things on my pocket
Please don't temper me I'll make you acknowledge
That you weren't supposed to be my pocket rocket
Here we go go
Can we go to the show and give me bread
And whining little hoe
Never ask how I been
I've been poor
Hilary got some things to say go
Like go
Have you heard to the next ep no
Have you ever streamed my shit like woah
Have you like turned up to my party like no
Go party
Go party
Shake that ass like a hot tamale
Ok go
Go go go go
Bravo
So tonight you're telling me it don't flow
Speak shit whip them out the door
Straight hip now we like afro
No you don't want me going to the night club
No you don't
Well we're still going to the nightclub
Oh look I finally made it in
Oh look the lights are caving in
Oh just look it's a book I don't want to read
It's a dog I don't want to feed
It's the bitch I don't want to meet
Ay woah ay woah ay woah ay ay haha
Ay ay what ay come on ay come on ay ay
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Baby can you party party party
Can you can you party party party
Can you can you party party party
Eazy10
Let me jump in this bitch
Too much liquor got me feeling like I'm spazzing
Take another hit now I'm higher than Aladdin
And I'm looking for a Jasmine
But everything else is looking green
Must've been the absinthe yeah
I don't want to meet
All up in her jeans like a crease
Yeah I don't want to meet
Get down on your knees
One
Two
Three
Bring it to the floor
Take those shots then take four more
I don't want to meet
I just want to party like a fucking freak
I don't want to meet
I just want to party let that shit freak like
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6. |
money maker clap
03:05
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Put your cock away it's too big
Fuck my pussy
Yeah, money maker clap yeah money maker clap come on yo.
Yeah yeah money maker clap yeah (Eazy E baby) money maker clap come on
Got your networth dripped out across my neck, JG Wentworth insured god bless
You a rookie I'm a vet shoutout to Vanni Dex
We the band brothers you can catch us stacking racks til we crack the glass ceiling
I made it rain now your bitch is getting revealing
I'm not from Boston but I got a feeling
She gon make it clap with no hands
Money make it clap money make it clap money make it clap money make it clap
Money make it clap money make it clap money make it clap money make it clap
Got a bag quick wet wet 458 now run and give me madlib mad fades
Wet wet so cold so chilly really need the freezer bitches so thirsty
Ok bag quick wet wet 458 now run and give me madlib mad fades
Wet wet so cold so chilly really need a freezer bitches so thirsty
Ok backflip one bitch two birdies wake up in the morning with my wrist so dirty
Wake up in the morning with my bitch so dirty
If he at the door gimme a second I'm working flipping all the packs need time don't rush me
chilling in the vic with my custy and my shawty remember those days when I grew up and
I had nothing remember those days now I'm flexing in the rari
Shawty always calls yeah she tells me that she loves me
Going backstage gonna make a girl love me
Get a chick wet getting bands like it's sunny
Get a chick wet so high he can't touch me
Rollin in the all-white whip that's nothing
Chilling in the back with the bags count money
Chilling in the back count bags count money
In the all-white yeah whip that's sunny
Money maker clap, money maker clap, money maker clap
Money maker clap, money maker clap, money maker clap
Money maker clap, money maker clap, money maker clap
Money maker clap, money maker clap, money maker clap
Yo, I gotta lotta money I ain't ready to fold, yo, I gotta lotta money I ain't ready to fold
I gotta lotta money I ain't ready to fold asked for my number
I said 1234 I don't wanna dive in take you to the sea low
I just wanna play I can make it in the league though
I want a candy just throw it in the bin. I feel it in my bones I'm pumped fosho
I dont wanna take her to the lakeside
Freestyle
Young fucker old fucker bitch involved
Made it out the Dome
Says she likes it slow
Baby your throats so sore, baby your throats so sore
This shit slaps cus it a moneymaker clap
Eazy10 Liam Kelly shoutout yo
Got your networth dripped out across my neck, JG Wentworth insured god bless
You a rookie I'm a vet shoutout to Vanni Dex
We the band brothers you can catch us stacking racks til we crack the glass ceiling
I made it rain now your bitch is getting revealing
I'm not from Boston but I got a feeling
She gon make it clap with no hands
Man fuck that shit I'm not fucking your bitch
I'm Taking your mom instead!
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