Travis Scott – Butterfly Effect

[Intro]
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice

[Chorus]
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it)

[Verse 1]
Drop the top, play hide and seek
Jump inside, jump straight to the leak
Take a sip, feel just how I breathe
On freeway, but no, ain’t nothin’ free (straight up)
Bend laws, bend lanes
Been bustin’ bills, but still ain’t nothin’ change
You in the mob soon as you rock the chain
She caught the waves just thumbin’ through my braids (alright)
Heatin’ up, baby, I’m just heatin’ up (it’s lit)
Fiji lover, now they indeed that is impressive
Fill his cup, now you know how they keep me up
Icy love, icy like a hockey puck

[Chorus]
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it)

[Verse 2]
All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle
All the dogs, all the dogs low creep right behind me in the Phantom
Never go, never go dip on this estates Santana
Yeah, run it back, turn the lights on when I hit up Green Lantern
Yeah, fly the broads, fly the dogs down to Atlanta
Yeah, in the cut in Medusa, lay low I might be
Yeah, roll up, help me calm down when I move in high speed
Yeah, If I send one, need the text back ’cause you know what I need
Oh, please (oh please)
Oh me (oh me)
Oh my (oh my)
We been movin’, we been movin’ for some time (Alright!)
Flexin’, flexin’ try to exercise
Exercise, exercise, exercise, exercise

[Chorus]
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang
(Yah!)

Butterfly effect – Travis Scott lyrics

Lyrics Travis Scott – Butterfly effect

For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang.(butterfly effect)

Drop the top, play hide and seek.
Jump inside, jump straight to the league
Take a sip, feel just how I breathe (it’s lit)
On freeway, but no, ain’t nothin’ free (straight up)
Bend laws, bend lanes versuri-lyrics.info
Been bustin’ bills, but still ain’t nothin’ change
You in the mob soon as you rock the chain
She caught the waves just thumbin’ through my braids (alright)
Heatin’ up, baby, I’m just heatin’ up (it’s lit)
Need ya love, not a need it is a must (yeah)
Feelin’ stuck, you know how to keep me up (yeah, yeah)
Icy love, icy like a hockey puck.

For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main (yeah, yeah)
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang.

All the ones, all the chains piled on the mantle
All the dogs, all the dogs low creep right behind me in the Phantom (it’s lit)
Never go, never go dip on the set, stayed Santana
Yeah, run it back, turn the lights on when I hit up Green Lantern (it’s lit, alright)
Yeah, fly the broads, fly the dogs down to Atlanta
Yeah, in the cut in Medusa, lay low, yeah, I might be
Yeah, roll up, help me calm down when I’m movin’ high speed
Yeah, if I send one, need the text back ’cause you know what I need (straight up)
Oh, please (oh please)
Oh me
Oh my
We been movin’, we been movin’ for some time
Flexin’, flexin’ try to exercise
Exercise, exercise, exercise, exercise.

For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it)
For this life, I cannot change
Hidden Hills, deep off in the main
M&M’s, sweet like candy cane
Drop the top, pop it, let it banggg.
Travis Scott lyrics
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2 Chainz – Big Amount (feat. Drake) (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

I’mma tell you, I’mma tell you this right now
If you, if you woke up this mornin’, nigga you winnin’ for real
I got a big amount, I took a different route
I am the pick of the litter
I was in juvy, they gave me community
I had to pick up some litter
I want it easy, please do not tease me
I wore my Yeezys to dinner
This is the season, I got the seasonin’
Don’t make me sprinkle you niggas
I got my reasons, you wanna please me
Send me the pussy, not pictures
Met her this week and fucked her this evenin’
She turn to freak on the liquor
Yeah, I am a boss on these bitches
Yeah, I pour some Voss on these bitches
Yeah, I have no thoughts on these bitches
Yeah, rock Double Cross on these bitches, yeah
Dearly departed, gather today
On some Prince shit
You know what they say
Me and my safe, got a friendship
Ten on me, thin weight, flip weight, gettin’ paid
Gettin’ laid
Bitch made, took off sick days
6 trey, 64 bounce, bitch, bounce
Hood nigga, favorite spot was the Waffle House
Patty melt with the hash browns
Tryna avoid all the pat downs
Tryna avoid all the lame hoes
Weirdos in the background
Black out when I back out
Blow the horn for a pedestrian
Shawty ride like an equestrian
I bought the dress that she in
Red bottoms in his and hers
Got a Rollie in his and hers
Got a car in his and hers
Walk in the zoo and say, "Pick a fur"
Last night was a blur to me
This mornin’ I got two with me
I don’t know what to do with me
Goin’ ape like the zoo with me
Got a tool with the screw missin’
Two girls in the pool kissin’
Everywhere I go, the rod with me
‘Cause these niggas actin’ too fishy
Fuck y’all niggas on, man?
Duffle bag forever
Just left V Live
Atlanta could never die as long as Tit alive
Yeah
Look, I got a big amount
I think I’m the biggest out
Got hits and I ain’t even put ’em out
Lit and you can’t even put it out
Got the Billboard melodies
Rap is somethin’ I do on the side
Crossed over to the other side
And I didn’t even have to die
Got the money and I never show it
Let a nigga try to play heroic
Michael Jackson talkin’ to me in my dreams
And he say, "You bad and you know it"
Better shamone with my check then
I’m a J. Prince investment
Niggas love to talk reckless
Then see me like best friends
Got the sand colored FN
And I’ve never seen the inside of a Marriott or a Westin
Five stars, nothin’ less than
Fuck niggas on your payroll
And you let ’em know the safe code
And you knew him for a month though
But you call them niggas big bro
You could move in the Hidden Hills
And we still don’t live by the same code
I’m respected everywhere I go
Nigga, long live Bankroll
Skip the rainbow, funny style shit
And it’s straight to the pot of gold
Somebody, everybody know
6 God with the god flow

Drake – Free Smoke (More Life Album)

[Intro: Nai Palm]
Is it the strength of your feelings
Overthrowing your pain
Using you high to be reaching
And is it today that you will find your new release
And in your wake, ripple your sweet voice
And more chune for your head tops
So watch how you speak on my name, you know?

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I couldn’t get a bill paid
You couldn’t buy the real thing
I was stayin’ up at yo’ place
Tryin’ to figure out the whole thing
I saw people doin’ things
Almost gave up on the music thing
But we all so spoiled now
More life, more everything
Must have never had your phone tapped
All that yappin’ on the phone shit
You must really love the road life
All that never comin’ home shit

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 2]
Dom Rosé toast
Hidden Hills where I post
I start my day slow
Silk pajamas when I wake, though
Miraval to the face, though
I drunk text J-Lo
Old number, so it bounce back
Boi-1da got the bounce back
Used to get paid for shows and front-door money
Five, ten, twenties, hand sanitize after you count that
Me and Gibbo was about that
Eatin’ Applebee’s and Outback
Southwest, no first class
Hilton rooms, gotta double up
Writin’ our name on a double cup
We ain’t even have a tour bus
Girls wouldn’t even think of recordin’ me
I fall asleep in sororities
I had some different priorities
Weezy had all the authority
Women I like was ignorin’ me
Now they like, "Aren’t you adorable?"
I know the question rhetorical
I took the team plane from Oracle
Mama never used to cook much
Used to chef KD
Now me and Chef, KD
Bet on shots for twenty G’s
I brought the game to its knees
I make too much these days to ever say, "Poor me"
Where you at? I never see you

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 3]
Niggas moves so waste
Please come outside the house and show yourself
So I can say it to your face
It’s bound to happen, man, it’s gotta happen now
So let’s just get it out the way
Lot of niggas goin’ bad on me
Please, one at a time
I wanna move to Dubai
So I don’t never have to kick it with none of you guys
I didn’t listen to Hov on that old song
When he told me pay it no mind
I get more satisfaction outta goin’ at your head
And seein’ all of you die
And I seen a lot of you die

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 4]
Hidden Hills where I post, yeah
‘Ye already know, yeah
I’m the troublemaker in the neighborhood
Far as troublemakin’ goes, yeah
House party up the road, yeah
I’m not Kid ‘n Play
This kid doesn’t play about the flow, yeah
Y’all keep playin’ with your nose, yeah
You get high and do the most, yeah
How you let the kid fightin’
Ghost-writin’ rumors turn you to a ghost?
Oh, you niggas got jokes
Free smoke, free smoke

[Outro]
Baka
Yeah, we outchea
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a OVO ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a East Side ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
More life

Drake – Free Smoke lyrics

[Intro: Nai Palm]
Is it the strength of your feelings
Overthrowing your pain
Using you high to be reaching
And is it today that you will find your new release
And in your wake, ripple your sweet voice
And more chune for your head tops
So watch how you speak on my name, you know?

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I couldn’t get a bill paid
You couldn’t buy the real thing
I was stayin’ up at yo’ place
Tryin’ to figure out the whole thing
I saw people doin’ things
Almost gave up on the music thing
But we all so spoiled now
More life, more everything
Must have never had your phone tapped
All that yappin’ on the phone shit
You must really love the road life
All that never comin’ home shit

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 2]
Dom Rosé toast
Hidden Hills where I post
I start my day slow
Silk pajamas when I wake, though
Miraval to the face, though
I drunk text J-Lo
Old number, so it bounce back
Boi-1da got the bounce back
Used to get paid for shows and front-door money
Five, ten, twenties, hand sanitize after you count that
Me and Gibbo was about that
Eatin’ Applebee’s and Outback
Southwest, no first class
Hilton rooms, gotta double up
Writin’ our name on a double cup
We ain’t even have a tour bus
Girls wouldn’t even think of recordin’ me
I fall asleep in sororities
I had some different priorities
Weezy had all the authority
Women I like was ignorin’ me
Now they like, “Aren’t you adorable?”
I know the question rhetorical
I took the team plane from Oracle
Mama never used to cook much
Used to chef KD
Now me and Chef, KD
Bet on shots for twenty G’s
I brought the game to its knees
I make too much these days to ever say, “Poor me”
Where you at? I never see you

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 3]
Niggas moves so waste
Please come outside the house and show yourself
So I can say it to your face
It’s bound to happen, man, it’s gotta happen now
So let’s just get it out the way
Lot of niggas goin’ bad on me
Please, one at a time
I wanna move to Dubai
So I don’t never have to kick it with none of you guys
I didn’t listen to Hov on that old song
When he told me pay it no mind
I get more satisfaction outta goin’ at your head
And seein’ all of you die
And I seen a lot of you die

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 4]
Hidden Hills where I post, yeah
‘Ye already know, yeah
I’m the troublemaker in the neighborhood
Far as troublemakin’ goes, yeah
House party up the road, yeah
I’m not Kid ‘n Play
This kid doesn’t play about the flow, yeah
Y’all keep playin’ with your nose, yeah
You get high and do the most, yeah
How you let the kid fightin’
Ghost-writin’ rumors turn you to a ghost?
Oh, you niggas got jokes
Free smoke, free smoke

[Outro]
Baka
Yeah, we outchea
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a OVO ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a East Side ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
More life

Travi$ Scott – Black Mass (Days Before Birds Album) letras

[Verse]
Always used to pull up pop trunk at Chancellors
Yeah, growing hard
Falling hard, like a cancer
Yeah, always in the city
Always keep a dancer
Yeah, she playing in my hair
She gotta keep me handsome
Yeah, she just in the shower
S-she not with the cameras
Never asking questions
Never giving answers
That’s the code, that’s the code, to the masses
Black bastards, black masses
Yeah, on my 2Pac mom shit, black panther
You flexing one-on-one, one-on-one, Kyla Prattin’
Me? On my rock-n-roll shit, Mick Jagger
I’m in these Hidden Hills with M&M’s, Kardashian
Yeah, I might need a doctor Aftermath is tragic
I’ve been taking all my doses
Keeping up and active
Rager ain’t no major
That’s a black basket
Mask it, walk on Nazareth to black caskets
Yeah I got the code, code to the masses
Black masses

[Outro]
I’m way up, way up, way up
Till Nobody can hold wi back