Nick Colletti – Shamoo Lyrics (feat. Lil Xan, Ghostemane & Keeley)

[Intro: Lil Xan]
f**k
Should I like start uh, when the beat drop, or in the beginning?
f**k it, we can-
Ayy, ayy
Yeah
Yeah
Ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Xan]
This old bitch
She roll
She chant
Rolled up in the bent
Roll up
Get your head
Hands up on the shit
Load up
Get the clips
No love in this bitch
Throw hope in this bitch
I feel A1
With a boy like a Bush
That nas’
That nas’
That’s all filled up
Need love, need home
Need fun, need ho’s
Slit throat, kill boss
Slit wrist, kill ho’s

[Verse 2: Ghostemane]
Backtrack
Grab the Mac
Put it back and grab a bat
Sippin’ on that Henny Black
Splat on a bitch back
Ran up out the back to scrap
But I’m gonna dip back to the pad in my dirty white Vans, ayy
Eenie, meenie, miney, moe
I catch a thotty by her throat
Grip it till she yelling all out but don’t let her go, ayy
Ate a eight
Now I’m living on another plane
Cocaine
f**king with my brain
I’ll never be the same

[Verse 3: Nick Colletti]
Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
Hugo Boss (Hugo Boss)
Quite cryin’ (Quite cryin’)
Hot sauce (Hot sauce)
Big Rocks (Big Rocks)
Little dick (Little dick)
Bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Super thick (Super thick)
I’m just been chillin’ on my own
Home alone
Al Capone (Al Capone)
Give a dog a boner (Boner)
Stoner (Stoner)
Yeah, I’m a iPhone owner (Owner)
Bitch (Bitch)

[Outro: Nick Colletti]
Yuh
Lil Xan
Ghostemane
Yuh
f**k

Meek Mill – Respect the Game Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yah
Big bag, got ’em big mad
A nigga gettin’ to some money and his bitch bad
Jumpin’ out the Rolls truck with the temp tag
I’m gettin’ money, I don’t get mad, ugh
Ask a nigga in my hood, he go and said it on stand
And when them situations came, I came out like a champ
When it was pourin’ down rain and I came out of it damp
But now it’s champagne showers when we poppin’ the champ’, ugh
We dodged all the feds and they traps
Niggas can’t be us ’cause they rats
Stand tall, point a finger, never that
I knew a nigga had it all, went to the B, ain’t get it back
That’s why I’m humble as ever, and I rumble whatever
Don’t chase hoes ’cause they come with this cheddar
I seen my man girl start actin’ bougie when he fuck up his cheddar
Before you knew it, niggas was fuckin’ her better
I knew about it and I-
Wanted to tell him, I felt funny as ever
But when I told him, he went runnin’ to tell her, damn
Remember I was down bad, I’m talkin’ under the cellar
Now the Rolls Royces come with umbrellas
For the rain and all the pain that we been through
If you don’t feed your wolves they gon’ put you on the menu
That’s why I be with family and some bulls that I been knew
If money determined loyalty, we’d cut you with a Ginsu
Now I go against you, facts

[Chorus]
Rule number one, never count your homie pockets thinkin’ you deserve it
Rule number two, never trust a bitch that’ll fuck you for some purses
Rule number three, save you some of that money, shit you better stop splurgin’
‘Cause when it’s all said and done and you back at the bottom, they gon’ treat you like you worthless
Respect the game

[Verse 2]
Fuck the fame
We millionaires fuck your watch and lil’ chain
Niggas disappear as quick as Lil Xan
You feelin’ yourself, I know you got a lil’ lane
Just hold your composure, I seen this shit happen over and over
That couple hundred thousand holdin’ you over
That ain’t real money
That’s bill money, buy a Rollie, get a wheel money
Catch a case, pay a lawyer, take a deal money
Now you tapped out and got no appeal money
Callin’ home like niggas done did you wrong
But when you had that money you could’ve put niggas on
And the moment they put cuffs on you, your bitch was gone
Student of the game, I’m just ahead of my class
I’m that nigga, but I never got my head up my ass
You doin’ good, but I’m ready for bad
And you won’t never catch me frontin’ ’cause I’m used to bein’ second to last
Respect the game

[Chorus]
Rule number one, never count your homie pockets thinkin’ you deserve it
Rule number two, never trust a bitch that’ll fuck you for some purses
Rule number three, save you some of that money, shit you better stop splurgin’
‘Cause when it’s all said and done and you back at the bottom, they gon’ treat you like you worthless
Respect the game

Diplo – Color Blind (feat. Lil Xan) lyrics

[Chorus]
I’ve been so color blind
And I’ve been so color blind (haha, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, trips to the mall, I just stripped in the fall
I think I might really be the one after all, yeah
The one to rule them all, I’m the chosen one, the savior
But all these triple six, yeah
Make it look like I was up to no good
At least that’s what my momma said, yeah
Now I’m the one givin’ momma bread
Done with the pain, I’m just so heartless

[Chorus]
I’ve been so color blind
And I’ve been so color blind

[Break]
(I said)
(I said)

[Verse 2]
Love don’t cost a thing, yeah
So all my girls need diamond ring, yeah, yo, yo
Text that I sent that you never ever read
Got me feelin’ like you never ever ever really cared, yeah
But that’s okay though
I hope you feel okay though
They used to call me Diego
My favorite drink is Faygo
I’ve been so so so-

[Break]
(I said)
(I said)
I’ve been so color blind
I’ve been so color blind

[Chorus]
I’ve been so color blind
And I’ve been so color blind

Lil Xan – Xanarchy

[Chorus]
What? Ayy
Movin’ Xan n’ dope, ayy, what? (Xanarchy, huh)
Movin’ silent tho’
Yeah, ayy, ah-uhh, haha, fuck it, yah (yuh, brr-brr)
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
Ayy, ayy, ayy (shout-out Bobby Johnson, bitch)

[Verse 1]
What? Movin’ silent doe, yeah (huh, what)
Ayy, I ain’t got no hoe (no, what)
Ayy, snakes this silence tho’ (brr, brr, brr)
Ayy, silence on my heater (brr, brr, brr)
Yo’ bitch in my two seater, hah (brr, brr, brr)
Ayy, ayy, yo’ team need’a new leader (ayy, and I’m..)
Ayy, I just poured a four in my two liter (brr, uh, skrrt)
She call me, a daydreamer, what?
Rollin’ in the beamer ’bout to beam ’em in the beamer, yeah
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Cream soda pour my lean, yeah (what, what, what, what)
It ain’t even a thing, yeah
Carried late, got all these baby things, yeah (pew, pew)
Talk shit, haha, ayy (pew, pew)
Why your girl masturbate to my lyrics? (brr, brr-brr)
Lemme transmit my lingo
Ayy, diamonds wind up Finding Nemo
Limousine got the bean
No diamond ring for my t’ing, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Only for my team, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew)
No strings attack, ayy, ayy, none of things.. ayy-yah
Got the girls attached
Gold neck, roll in, come to me, ha
Leave it, throw on the roof (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Uh, ayy, drop-top Lexus
Checkin’ out bae on my checklist
Yeah, I’m with the Misfits, big booty, big bitch, hah (brr)
Ayy, big booty, big bitch ayy, yeah (brr)
Big mounds of money, yah
Foul dirty words, rip a J around
Shot fired from the ground, yah
My beamer’s lurkin’, talkin’ ’bout some searchin’ (out the boof)
Never lose inertia, yuh, ayy, haha-ayy (out the boof)
Yeah, your bitch, she a virgin yuh-hah, ayy
Ayy, yo’ bitch she a vir…ah..uh (pew-pew, brr, ayy, what)
Another dead president
Smirk and you got evidence (ayy)
Now you need new residence, ayy, ayy (what)
Guess what?

[Outro]
Lil Xan fuck yo’ bitch, yeah
Lil Xan, wait, I fuck yo’ bitch
Out the boof
Bitch, I’m out the muthafucking boof, bitch
Xanarchy
Bitch, Xanarchy gang, bitch
We out here
Ayy, join the wave, bitch
I wan’ kill myself, bih’