Rae Sremmurd Unlock The Swag

Unlock, unlock, unlock

[Hook:]

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

[Slim Jimmy:]

I blow a lot, I chill, I sway, (sway)

How much cash do I make a day, (day)

Enough to brag, enough for tags

Six bands, I drop, Celine, big bags, (bags)

My pants, they bussin’

My bitch, she bluffin’, keep lyin’ for nothin’

I win, I’m winnin’, I walk in Fendi

My head still spinnin’ from last night’s Remy

Who got more guap, no flex, boy stop

Push off the lot with all you got

My leather is soft, my top is soft

Can’t speak too boss I dropped the sauce

[Hook:]

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

[Jace:]

Swag, swag unlock like I picked it

Twisted fingers gang sign, no picket

PAC, how a youngin’ gonna kick it

Sauced up shorty in here drippin’

Got ya shawty in here strippin’ off shrooms

And THE molly and some weed I got from Dylan

Bout to have a party so you better pay attention

So much Stussy on my body like I’m one of Sean’s children

I said I’m in here high the fuck you think

I said it’s purple inside of all my drinks

I said good gas the label all my blunts they stink like pew

Man I wouldn’t wanna be you I’m in London like a Beatle

Countin’ euros with my people

Rolling up blowing diesel

Been switchin’ up my cash my nigga

Been had Bape on my bag my nigga

Been had loud blunts on blast my nigga

You know what’s up don’t ask my nigga

I am perfect at picking a piece workin’ and rippin’ a beat

Crew worth a milli at least, money when dealin’ with me

Your girl is leaving with me it’s honestly easy to see

Swag unlocked and you know that I give her the key

[Hook:]

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

[Swae Lee:]

I curve your doobie, then blaze my own

Let’s get it some Givenchy, droppin’ racks, I’m clumsy

I’m drenched in money, she hate me, she love me

I’m rich, I’m young, I splurge for fun

Care less about your campaign

Enjoy myself, employ myself

Woke up last night, was all a blur

Four Seasons, three words

Do not disturb

[Hook:]

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, the swag unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

Unlock the swag, unlock

Rae Sremmurd No Flex Zone (Remix)

[Swae Lee:]

Won a gold medal, and a gold bezel

I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous

Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better

I’m a trendsetter, I’m a go-getter!

When I slide down the ave I’m fuckin’ trippin’ (damn)

Maserati bat black, all I wanna know is where the cash at?

TNT tucked in my ‘rillo, hundred racks under my pillow

Different styles, I’m so versatile, nigga you know like I know

Jimmy, Lil Swae, hoes on the chase

Cash in the air make her forget her date

Heard of my plan, she fuckin’ with me anyway

If she thicky like Nicki I put that pussy on my plate

How you not notice the flyest niggas in the place?

I hit the liquid and started drippin’ into space

Hublot tickin’, blowin’ kisses at your baby

Have fun, shotkilla like Mike reincarnated

Throwin’ out a fuckin’ end

I’m blowin’ money in the wind

I’m sick of wearin’ skinny jeans

I’m more into wearin’ Louis V’s

These hoes don’t fuckin’ listen

These niggas don’t pay attention

These bitches are not yours

We keep them on all fours

Breakin’ down’, rollin’ up potent

Sippin’ champagne like soda, poppin’ red bitches like cola

Trunk beat like Eardrummers

Sremm killed the haters, God bless ’em

Mothafuckas still all in my bone marrow

Flyin’ through the air like a fuckin’ air devil

All these broke niggas just fish in a barrel

Run back up and I turn into a bezel

[Hook – Swae Lee:]

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

Won a gold medal and a gold bezel

I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous

Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better

I’m a trendsetter, I’m a go-getter!

[Nicki Minaj:]

Hell no you can’t use my lip gloss

Pop a perc’ now I’m on lift off

Ass still fat, it’s on Rick Ross

You bitches, make a nigga dick soft

Bitch ball like I’m at tip off

Get it wet, then I rub the tip on

Rag and Bone jeans I can slip off

Bitch I’ve been hot since flip phones

Running this game for 5 years

Guess that’s why my feet hurt

Wonder when they bite me

Do these bitches’ teeth hurt?

Yes I am an icon, that’s me on your T-shirt

…THOUGHT YOU KNEEEEEEWW BET-TER!

Do your fucking research

You ain’t know this the no rip zone

This the “You can’t beat Nic” zone

Madison Square when the Knicks home

I live next door to Brad Pitt’s home

I like bad bitches, cause they like bad bitches too

I like hood niggas, with a bad attitude

They could never reach Young Nick, magnitude

Even if they had a longitude, latitude

Listen up ho, this is my territory

You are my son, like an episode of Maury

Like an episode of ER, bitch I’m hotter than the D.R

When it comes to rap skills, nobody wanna see her (seer/CR)

Motherfuckers flexin, motherfuckers acting (actors, A.R)

Bitches is my sons and they causin’ contractions

Ain’t pushing out, I’ma give them to the clinic

Cah wait, we nuh rate dem gyal and dem gimmick

Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone

This nigga keep staring at my phone

But if you’re ugly it’s a no text zone

It’s a no sex zone, it’s a no flex zone

Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone

This nigga keep staring at my phone

But if you’re ugly it’s a no text zone

It’s a no sex zone, it’s a no flex zone

[Hook]

[Pusha T:]

Who ain’t waiting on King Push?

Got niggas checking for them new flows

Sold more dope than the old Jigga

Now niggas calling me the new Hov

Let the coupe go, planetarium

Let the roof go like Cesarean

Clear my section nigga, no flexing nigga

Just a hunnid bottles they carrying

Cross the border like I lost a daughter

This foreign nigga, he ain’t know better

Him pick and choose where them bullets fly

I lose the plane on this fool nigga

Bought dope with my album budget

Play Cloths was the blueprint

Four million in four seasons

Fuck who care for my fashion sense

Tell a ho come and swim in the money (splash)

Broke niggas just stop at the heel

I could body paint you in them name brands

And put a red bow on the wheels

See I’m just in and out, I call a rent a mouth

Suck the ice out of a bezel

Use my rap persona, fuck baby mommas

Still killin’ haters, God bless em’

[Hook]

Rae Sremmurd Set The Roof

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

If I’m not mistaken, all my niggas made it

Two-three’s on my feet then I pump fake em

Baby girl grab the cuervo then french kiss it

Swae Lee mister could have took your bitch quicker

Hottest niggas on the planet got the place lit up

Fly niggas got expensive taste sight and touch

I am not your nigga, you got me fucked up

Bought your bitch the bra to make her tits sit up

I only fit in with the niggas who’s staying down

Money talks, you just poppin’ off at the mouth

If I’m the topic, then the conversation heated

Rae Sremm gettin’ booked up in every city

Splash her with cash, had to spaz on the waiter

She fucked up my order three times in a row, woah

I’m good on gas, I just filled up my tank

Now let’s fill up her head and let’s see if she chokes

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

Two bad bitches swimmin’ in my bed

Off with the head, off-off with the head

Young Slim fuckin’ bitches in my infrared

Come and hit the propane, I just lit the gas

Young wild niggas, livin’ fast

Stashing money in a brown paper bag

We set the roof on fire, then we flood it out

We just threw the money up, we ain’t even count it

Shake it like a seizure, buzzin’ in my speeder

Girl I’m buzzin’ off the gasoline it’s fuckin’ up my speech

I’m a million dollar nigga, baby nothin’s out my reach

I’m a million dollar nigga like I hit the lottery

Splash her with cash, had to spaz on the waitress

She fucked up my order three times in a row

I’m good on gas, I just filled up my tank

Now let’s fill up her head and let’s see if she goes

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

We set the roof, we set the roof

We set the roof on fire

Rae Sremmurd Over Here

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don’t mean nothin’ over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Why you over here? (Why are you over here?)

Sremm over here (Sremm life)

Broke niggas all in the club but they ain’t over here

Nah they ain’t with the set

I make it rain til she wet

I sign my name on her chest

She kiss the G’s on my belt, she Gucci

If I’m in the club I own it

If it ain’t gas, I don’t want it

Your bad bitches look borin’

My bad bitches look foreign

Them green guys like a green light, them bad bitches be goin’

I fucked your girl last night

And my niggas fucked her this mornin’

Charlie Sheen is my clone, can they fuck with us? No

Red carpet my home, VIP is my throne

Take me out of my zone I’ma take your ho

All my niggas on gold, everything on gold

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don’t mean nothin’ over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

[BoBo Swae:]

Chris Vernace red bottoms on the ball with the bottles no shots

We mergin’ up the models, that’s thots kissin’ thots

I got a pocket full of condoms, I fucked your bitch yesterday

We do this shit every day, she got a tattoo of BoBo Swae

It’s on her ass now

She like pink diamonds with the molly water, make her pass out

It’s big bank when I’m in the club, I’m a walking lick

That’s why I’m talkin’ shit

So don’t disrespect

Cause I’m with the set bitch

It’s Hollyhood in the ‘Ville, we all got the check

We, Swae, Mike, Miley Cyrus, made it mafia in this bitch

We got special effects, check the stats

You know what it is, we in this bitch, we in this bitch

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don’t mean nothin’ over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Hakuna matata, I came in with my partners

Hakuna matata, I’ma red carpet walker

50 bad bitches drinkin’ vodka like it’s water

But who you know over here?

Oh your ho over here?

Ain’t no joke over here

On the loud blowin’ stronger than anybody you know

On got your ho on my ho

Oh the devil comin’, now she on my culo

I’m Superman feein’ supernatural, fuck two hoes (Clark Kent)

And you know who got the Hublots, makin’ Batman signals in the air (Bruce Wayne)

I make ’em send 100 bottles to the section that’s comin’ for the quick check

My world class bitch takin’ shot after shot cause she fully automatic with the clip

She bust it like a nina for the set and I

I’m swimmin’ in your bitch rockin’ from side to side

Over here, fireworks on bottles over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, world class bitches over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Look over here, we got all the stars over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Over here, money don’t mean nothin’ over here

(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

Rae Sremmurd My X

[Hook x2:]

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]

Your hoe shoulda never chose me, yea

And I shoulda never chose her, no

Now I’m in the same predicament that you was in back then when you was fuckin round with her

A hoe just gon’ be a hoe, hoe

And a slut just gon’ be a slut, slut

But now my money long, real, real, real long

And I just couldn’t give two fucks, two fucks

You shoulda had a check bitch

Hold on a second

You coulda had a check bitch

Hey, shoulda, coulda, woulda, yea

Now I’m with my next bitch, next bitch

And you just another name on a checklist

These hoes been tossed and thrown round, yea

Bitch oh PU, you so foul

How you gon’ do all that and then put your hair down, down

S.M.H. is really all I got to say about you

Don’t call my phone asking can we start over, huh

She interrupted me countin’ my money, I had to start over

[Hook x2:]

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

[Verse 2: Slim Jimmy]

My ex bitch, must have been defected?

But my new bitch, look like Cinderella

She a dime bitch, ain’t too much you can tell her

Upgrade everything, new whip, new bitch, new bezel

Got to lay a bitch out, it ain’t nothin’, I’m the real Hugh Hefner, hey

If it didn’t work out, that’s cool, cause my new bitch better, hey

Bitch you busted, it ain’t no more red bottoms

No more overseas shopping, but yes, I still take that sloppy, sloppy

I know you see me in that ‘rari cause it ain’t no ceiling, no ceiling

When I see you in the city, it ain’t no hard feelings

Hoe, you shoulda used your head bitch

Hey, you coulda had a check bitch

[Hook x2:]

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

My ex bitch, I’m shinin’ on my ex bitch

Rae Sremmurd Black Beatles

[Swae Lee and Gucci Mane:]

Black Beatles in the city be back immediately to confiscate the moneys

Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike Will!

Sent flowers but you said you didn’t receive them.

But you said you didn’t need them.

[Swae Lee:]

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin’ like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Gettin’ so cold I’m not blinkin’

What in the world was I thinkin’?

New day, new money to be made

There is nothing to explain

I’m a fucking black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal

Rocking John Lennon lenses like to see ’em spread eagle

Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table

Screaming, “Everybody’s famous.”

Like clockwork, I blow it all

And get some more

Get you somebody that can do both

Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling

She think she love me

I think she trollin’

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin’ like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[Gucci Mane:]

Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes

A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe

A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo

Black man, yellow Lamb’, real life goals

They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door

There’s so much money on the floor we buying school clothes

Why you bring the money machine to the club for?

And pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo

I eurostep past a hater like I’m Rondo

I upgrade your baby mama to a condo

My Chapos servin’ yayo to the gringos

Black Beatle, club close when I say so

[Swae Lee:]

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin’ like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

[Slim Jxmmi:]

She’s a good teaser, and we blowin’ reefer

Your body like a work of art, baby

Don’t fuck with me, I’ll break your heart, baby

DnG on me, I got a lot of flavor

15 hundred on my feet, I’m tryna kill these haters

I had haters when I was broke, I’m rich, I still got haters

I had hoes when I was broke, I’m rich, I’m still a player

I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the 80’s

I’ve been blowin’ OG Kush, I feel a lil’ sedated

I can’t worry about a broke nigga or a hater

Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related

[Swae Lee:]

That girl is a real crowd pleaser

Small world, all her friends know of me

Young bull livin’ like an old geezer

Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly

Frat girls still tryna get even

Haters mad for whatever reason

Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Rae Sremmurd Real Chill

[Swae Lee:]

They can’t wait until we turn this bitch upside down

They can’t wait until we turn this bitch upside down

My homies the real deal, we smokin’ that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin’ still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

My homies the real deal, we smokin’ that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin’ still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

[Rich The Kid:]

Look at my diamonds, they real deal

In a maybach smokin’ on kill kill

At ya partner’s head now, no advil

Catch ya bitch, she gon ride like a ferris wheel

Sippin’ lean, out of pint, pop a new seal

If a rollie tick tock then it ain’t real

Need the racks on time or it’s no deal

Tomorrow we made it like mike will

Money comin’ in my wrist feelin’ chill

Ain’t sign no deal need 10 mil

Bitch bad but she can’t pay her phone bill

Come close, lemme see how the head feel

She gon turn up on the molly

I got more bitches then follies

Boast; all of my pockets are sloppy

I’m fuckin’ your bitch in a maserati

[Swae Lee:]

My homies the real deal, we smokin’ that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin’ still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

My homies the real deal, we smokin’ that kill, kill

She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin’ still, now that bitch wanna chill

Damn, this shit stay chill

Rae Sremmurd Perplexing Pegasus (Remix)

EarDrummers

Mike WiLL Made-It

[Rich The Kid:]

Jump out the Bentley, bitch

I drop a house on my necklace

I drop a Benz on my wrist, bitch

She want a bed, I can buy it

I’m teachin’ a lesson

I got the job, professor of flexin’

I got a confection

I won’t be broke, I got me a Bentley

I’m in love with hundreds, I’m in love with guala

She can get some dick tonight, can get no prada

I’m a player, can call her tomorrow

Freezer on me nigga I got too much water

Player with the check, pinky ring wreck

Y’all wanna see me shine, put the diamonds on my neck

All type of reckless my necklace

I block her call, she keeps texting

[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

[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 window shoppin’

2K on my feet, yeah, 2K, I be kickin’ game

Bubble Gum OG, I’m smokin’ on a different strain

Niggas stealin’ sauce, 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

[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

All these, hundreds got me siftin’

G35, needs a liftkit

Man dirty cup I’m grippin’ I mean it’s a pig pen

Leave your chick within five feet of me, wouldn’t risk it

Niggas cannot stop me, told ’em just to face it

Aston sittin’ low (lower), damn I scraped it

She like “spread your wings, ’cause it’s the Pegasus”

I’m like “I might go and take the spot, because of negligence”

Oh, barricades ain’t holdin’ me

Money on me, but that ain’t controllin’ me

Last night had bitches bogin’ me, like they go at me?

Took off on these niggas, caught a JetStream

[Swae Lee:]

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)

Rae Sremmurd Just Like Us

I see you, oh

She said I can’t slow down

If I wanted to

We live for this shit, yeah

We truly do

I know you do

Oh, I know you do

I know you do too

Cause you just like us, yeah

You love that spotlight

That spotlight that never goes out

You call your friends up

Your ride us out and say, let’s go out

You mix that drank off that drank up

And show all out

You wanna scream and shout

Ain’t no turnin’ down

It ain’t no more daddy’s little girl

Don’t you feel like you can take on the world?

You ain’t worried ’bout nobody sneak dissin’

You just glad to be the center of attention

Ay, gon’ and put your hands up (Put ’em up, up, up)

Come and try this shit no more, tell me when you had enough

All the girls on the loose, fuck us up, up, up

We gon’ tear this bitch up, who’s with us, us, us?

I done seen stars a million times

And they only come out at night

How come they only shine bright at night?

Uh

Been around, seen stars all my life

They only come out at night

They only come out at night

Just like us

Woke up faded, still drunk from yesterday

Last night was crazy, last night was wavy

Came 100 deep, we wasn’t even on the list

We was in the buildin’, big bottles up in this

I’m in the moment, only thinkin’ ’bout right now

You know the lifestyle, we up all night now

Come here baby, let me take you on a trip

Don’t you love nights like this

I done seen stars a million times

And they only come out at night

How come they only shine bright at night?

Uh

Been around, seen stars all my life

They only come out at night

They only come out at night

Just like us, damn

You wanna scream and shout

You wanna scream and shout

It ain’t no more daddy’s little girl

Don’t you feel like you can take on the world?

You wanna scream and shout

Ain’t no turnin’ down

She said I can’t slow down

If I wanted to

We live for this shit, yeah

We truly do

I know you do

Oh, I know you do

I know you do too

Cause you just like us

Rae Sremmurd Unforgettable (Sremm Remix)

[Swae Lee:]

It’s not good enough for me

Since I’ve been with you, ooh

It’s not gonna work for you

Nobody can equal me (I know)

I’m gonna sip on this drink, when I’m fucked up

I should know how to pick up

I’m gonna catch the rhythm

While she push up against me, ooh, is she tipsy?

I had enough convo for 24

I peep’d you from across the room

Pretty little body, dancin’ like GoGo, hey

And you are unforgettable

I need to get you alone (oeh)

Why not? A fuckin’ good time never hurt nobody

I got a little drink, but it’s not Bacardi

If you loved the girl, then I’m so, so sorry

I gotta give it to her like we in a marriage

Oh, like we in a hurry

No, no, I won’t tell nobody

You’re on your level too

Tryna do what lovers do

[Slim Jxmmi (Swae Lee):]

I been drinkin’ too much to hold back (hey)

Put the Hennessy on ice and throw it back (fuck it)

I might push up on it, ’cause I want that (fuck it)

Can’t help but think about cuffing (yeah)

She wine (wine) like a island girl

Before I leave I got to talk to her (yeah)

Bad ting, she’s a bad ting (bad ting)

Very bad ting, she’s a bad ting (whoo)

And you ain’t gotta say it, baby I can read you just fine (just fine)

Play hard to get every single time (single time)

But I get you every single time, hmm

Hey girl, I caught onto your good vibe

Dirty wine, baby, dirty wine (whoo)

Let’s leave the club, I got a dirty mind, girl

(Whoo, Uncle Jim)

[Swae Lee:]

It’s not good enough for me

Since I’ve been with you, ooh

I’m gonna sip on this drink, when I’m fucked up

I should know how to pick up

I’m gonna catch the rhythm

While she push up against me, ooh, is she tipsy?

I had enough convo for 24

I peep’d you from across the room

Pretty little body, dancin’ like GoGo, hey

And you are unforgettable

I need to get you alone (oeh)

Why not?

Oh, like we in a hurry

No, no, I won’t tell nobody

You’re on your level too

Tryna do what lovers do