Tag: Johnny Dang


Lil Skies – World Rage Lyrics




[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
This that shit like
This that shit like where you just talk your shit like… haha
Go ‘head O
Ayy, I told them niggas like, look…
Danny, I see you

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show
I got bitches gettin’ naked, throwin’ money on the floor
Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin’ ’cause he broke
I ain’t never played the bitch, I’m in the game and that’s for sure
Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes (skrrt)
My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade
I’m out of town, still wear the chain like I’m Johnny Dang
I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

[Verse 1]
Lifestyle on 300, Sparta’s how we comin’ (we comin’)
Loverboy like I’m McLovin, I got bitches in London
You gon’ take a chance and get nothin’, niggas fake and be frontin’ (they fake)
Whole crowd lit, fist-pumpin’, on the stage, I’m jumpin’ (jump, jump)
I get cash in abundance, know I made it from my grind
I was waitin’ patiently, I knew this shit would take some time
She be sniffin’ too much coco, she can’t read between the lines
Fell in love with all the hype, now she don’t wanna go outside
I bust down the wrist, now my time is full of ice
I bust up my clique, now my niggas livin’ life
And you are full of shit if you think I would take advice
You were doin’ all the wrong to make sure I was never right

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show
I got bitches gettin’ naked, throwin’ money on the floor
Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin’ ’cause he broke
I ain’t never played the bitch, I’m in the game and that’s for sure
Claustrophobic, dropped the top, I had to switch lanes (skrrt)
My bitch is crazy, in her purse, she keeps a switchblade
I’m out of town, still wear the chain like I’m Johnny Dang
I make it rain in your city, bring the world rage

[Verse 2]
Ayy, and I can’t be tamed, put this shit on replay (replay)
Run her hand all through my braids, she know I’m the new wave (the wave)
Lately I’ve been on this chase, dark shades, Blu-Ray (Blu-Ray)
You will never take up my space, I don’t care what you say (you say)
I had to run it up
Don’t think that you’ve done enough, I blew up like Mrs. Puff
Now they all wanna fuck with us, and these girls fall in love with us
Like no, no, no, no, no
I gotta let you go, go, go, go, go, for real




Soulja Boy – Flame (Intro)




[Intro]
Everyday I’m gettin’ to that K
Walk up this morning, then I went and bought a Wraith
Smokin’ on dope, now I’m high in the space
And then call my lawyer, I got caught
With the Draco, with the case
Ya know the fuck goin’ on man
You now listening to Big Soulja the mixtape
DJ Ransom Dollars, DJ Jerry, my mixtape
Is time to take them motherfucker streets over, nigga
Stacks on Decks Money Gang with the movement nigga
(They say Big Soulja ain’t from the hood)
You know what the fuck going on nigga, Big Soulja nigga
(They say Big Soulja ain’t from the hood)
(Mumbling)

[Verse]
Everyday I’m gettin’ to that K
Woke up this morning, then I went and bought a Wraith
Smokin’ on dope, now I’m high in the space
And then call my lawyer, I got caught
With the Draco, with the case
Yesterday young Dre made 50k
Brand new Wraith out of space
Brand new pay
Forgiatos in the turn
Lane doing with the K
Then we play with that aim, in the kitchen Hurricane
Fly through new Bentley Crewe
What you sayin’, Forgiatos in the hood
Yeah, they know that I’m the man
Back, touch down, that’s the touch down
Draco on me boy, and they hold a 100 round drum
Bright day, cost lurk you know they ply
Walk up in the kitchen, I’m in the pine
I’m in the kitchen, I’m in the stove
Hold a pound of ‘caine
Then I whip the whole block
Diamonds on my neck and they know Fo
Diamonds on me Johnny Dang
Rang blang, glang in the kitchen
Do my damn thing, let the draco sink just like T-Payne
Hit them just like Noha Kane
Hit them with the draco
He goin’ feel a damn thing
Aye, hit them with the draco
He gon’ feel a damn thing
2 pistols on my hip
Man I feel like Max Payne
Blow it hard, then attorney ain’t not gon’ play with the gang
I’m in the new Bentley Crewe, chicken noodle soup, fring
Pull up on you, draco brought at day
Blow at it’s brand with the gang man
Don’t make me say that shit again
After sell we don’t play
Yeah we pull up brought at day
Nigga 100k, seeing in the Louis suitcase
Call my lawyer, beat the case
Draco ain’t no 2 Wayne
If you disrespect gang
Know we take the whole safe
Run up and then split the case
Spread the draco like is Mayse
No face, pit the cage
No face, no case
No seal, no deal
Pop a nigga like a pill
Yeah, I’m playing with the Ms tryna get a couple Bill’s
Young Dre broke the rules
Then we-Imma count a six
Brand new draco on me, switch the rules
Like I’m Boom! Draco made none oh
All this horas was K-Boom!
Put this body in the tomb
6-fifth for the crew
Gang, yeah we let it bang
Wrist, that’s a hurricane
Yeah, we know them niggas lame
We pull up, we takin’ chains
Hurricane dropped brand new
All skrt, in the kitchen with my wrist
I can make this shit work
Plug came in at 50 pounds
Gotta a goon 100 ki’s in one week
Bring in my style for
Sippin’ lean ’till I’m gone
Sippin’ lean ’till I’m dead
In the ksub with the baddest bitch
Yeah-hey, Lamborghini coup
Quart a mill on a-, I’m in LA
If you shoot, for the gang
Nigga we comin’ for yo ear
Snatch a chain
Snatch a ring
Snatch an A damn thing
Cuba link on my wrist
And they know what’s my name
Big Draco, let shots so
But we don’t play, we gang
We pull up on you, do you dirty, leave ’em in the main
In the strip club, make it rain
LOG with Johnny Dang
All this diamonds on my neck
Oh man, it’s a shame
50 thousand for the ring
On the bling bling, king
All this diamonds on my neck
And then nigga do yo thing
‘Cause the chopper hit his face
Put them down, nigga draco 100 rounds
A million city with the pounds
All this was a whole lot of sound
Whole lot of chopper sounds
Chop and knock a nigga down


Keith Ape – Going Down To Underwater (feat. Ski Mask The Slump God)


[Intro: $ki Mask the Slump God & Keith Ape]
It is very fuckin’ early
Yeah, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: $ki Mask the Slump God & Keith Ape]
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
Goin’ down to underwater
[?]
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, mmm
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, mmm
Underwater squad, drop top minivan
Kung Lao wristband
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, ayy

[Verse 1: Keith Ape]
OPH in my veins
‘Cause I’m bitch [?] (aye)
[?] Skin and $ki (ay, ay, ay)
[?] no sleep, $ki and codeine
We ain’t worried ’bout no oldies (yuh, yuh, yuh)
[?] (whoa, ayy)
[?] my nigga [?], nigga’s name is Odin
Nigga [?] (aye, aye)
Underwater, Rollie on my wrist (yuh)
And I got Johnny Dang, really on my teeth, okay

[Chorus: $ki Mask the Slump God & Keith Ape]
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
Goin’ down to underwater
[?]
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, mmm
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, mmm
Underwater squad, drop top minivan
Kung Lao wristband
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, ayy

[Verse 2: $ki Mask the Slump God]
Brrrt, this ain’t Dominos but I serve your order
Sack up on my back and I’ma run it like Dora
Boot up like Timmy, need to boot up, I order
Couple of freaks suck on the meat (suck on the)
Rim, just like a slim jim (yeah, yeah, yuh)
Fucked on her friend, then told her friend (yeah)
Now we can’t fuck like again, ayy
I just might take her to Applebee’s
She came for me ’cause her pussy like bumblebees
Don’t eat the food, now she mad at me
Lick on my dick like it was a sunflower seed (curse)
Eww, what’s that smell? (huh)
Stinky pussy, you need a shower, B (lean, lean)
If you ever meet another nigga like me (bitch!)
Expect to lose like some calories (yuh, yuh)

[Chorus: $ki Mask the Slump God & Keith Ape]
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
I’m goin’ down to underwater, gonna have myself a time (yeah-e-yeah)
Goin’ down to underwater
[?]
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, mmm
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, mmm
Underwater squad, drop top minivan
Kung Lao wristband
Underwater squad in the drop top minivan
Poppin’ like grease in the cookin’ pan, ayy


Travis Scott – Swang Remix Lyrics

October 16, 2016

Lyrics

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[Hook: Swae Lee]
Know some young niggas like to swang
Know some young niggas like to swang
Big bank take a little bank
Everyday spillin’ up drank
She want the whole crew, shawty brave
When the money talks, what is there to say?
Blow away, watch it blow away
When I die can’t take it to the grave
Hop out, drop, top, fuck y’all talkin’ I need it right now
Cash in the air, yeah, what goes up gotta come down

[Bridge: Travis Scott]
Young niggas, young niggas ready to go
I’m a young, young nigga and I get fucked up
I’m a young, young nigga let’s pour up
Young niggas, young niggas ready to go
I’m a young, young nigga and I get fucked up
I’m a young, young nigga let’s pour up
Young niggas, young niggas ready to go
I’m a young, young nigga and I be fucked up
I’m a young, young nigga let’s pour up
[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Big body hoggin’ up the lanes
Whip so big its like a plane
Tattoos on my body and my face
You know young nigga can’t be tamed
You don’t want no problems this a way
I got blue and red flags in my gang
They say “where you get them boogers in your fingers?”
You know I had to hit up Johnny Dang
Ya, ya, I need that ice allí
I need that ice allí
Give me just what I need
Ya all them gon’ ride for me
Go and bend down for me
Never gon’ cop a plea

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Know some young niggas like to swang
Know some young niggas like to swang
Pass me one while I’m grippin’ ‘grain
Don’t hit the window don’t hit the brakes
Know some young niggas like to swang
Know some young niggas like to swang
We young niggas you can’t hang (oh no)
You know my young niggas can’t be tamed (alright)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Young niggas, young niggas ready to go
I’m a young, young nigga and I get fucked up
I’m a young, young nigga let’s pour up
If I say I got it then you know I got it yuh
Bands, bands, bands can’t fit in my pocket
Take off with me now take off on my rocket
Smash everything in Aces now we off to Follies
Now we on our own drivin’ with extension
Woods, woods, woods that’s that repetition
Pippen, Johnny Gil that’s that new edition
La Flame Don Juan young nigga pimpin’
All you can handle
I rock that bitch off the handles
She bust it open like sandals
Mess with the flannels
Diamonds go hard with the flannels
Don’t need to control her, I change my bitch like a channel
Young niggas inside and I got young niggas, young niggas with me

[Hook: Travis Scott]
Know some young niggas like to swang
Know some young niggas like to swang
Tattoos on my body and my face
You know them young niggas can’t be tamed

[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
Gettin’ dough ain’t a thing change
Coasting, grippin’ grain
Goin’ through the money like a phase
Don’t say my name in vain
I’m so glad that you came
All these bad bitches gettin’ slain
Broke ass nigga get a clue
All these niggas know how we do

[Hook: Swae Lee]
Know some young niggas like to swang
Know some young niggas like to swang
Big bank take a little bank
Everyday spillin’ up drank
She want the whole crew, shawty brave
When the money talks, what is there to say?
Blow away, watch it blow away
When I die can’t take it to the grave
Hop out, drop, top, fuck y’all talkin’ I need it right now
Cash in the air, yeah, what goes up gotta come down