Chaos
(专辑: What You Expect - 2021)
(Hit-Boy) Yeah (Woah, woah) Make you a
million and make you a
hunnid' more Boy, for real, boy Staring at fate I'm in the
lead and I'm breaking away (Way) She want me now but I'm making her wait (Wait) I'm at the
table, a
thousand a
plate How you gon' tell me this isn't a
date? I'm down the
street from the
Denzel estate (Swerve) Right 'round the
corner from Babyface Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I
mean the
Babyface I
don't give a
fuck about playing it safe Surveillance the
way that they running my tapes Got hoes in a
craze like the
old B2K (Oh) Chaos whenever I
touch down, no brakes (Yeah) Me and HB, it's an instant slap An instant plaque, a
system crash I
pitched it black and risked the
max And anything less, I
can't live with that (Yeah) Hunger for more and I
still got the
craving What you know 'bout when the
walls get to cavin'? (Huh?) What you know 'bout staying silent and patient And working out kinks before kinks work their way in? Don't even believe what you say when you say it More focused on making it than making statements (Statements) Everybody 'round me elevated, yeah, I'm guessing the
vibe is contagious (Let's go) Staring at fate I'm in the
lead and I'm breaking away (Way) If you not working, you taking up space I'm at the
table, a
thousand a
plate How you gon' tell me this isn't a
date? (Swerve) I'm down the
street from the
Denzel estate (Swerve) Right 'round the
corner from Babyface Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I
mean (I mean-, swerve) Hol' up, take this shit where I
wanna go (Shit where I
wanna go) Make you a
million and make you a
hunnid more (Hunnid, I
pray) They praying I
stop 'cause that's what they need the
most (For real) Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO (Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO) I
fell asleep at the
top while they sleeping on me (Sleep) In the
mirror where I
see my only friend and opponent (I see it) Can't run up on us, it's too much confetti on us (No way) I
know money ain't everything, fuck it, we still want it, bitch (Bitch) I'm one of one, ho, it ain't no re-rocking (Hey) I
said what I
said and I'm standing on top of it (Hey) Gas up my bitch just to boost her confidence She throwing fits at me just like my closet (Rich) I
never got rich counting someone else pockets (On God) Addicted to C-notes, I
went up an octave Strategically moving, to win, only option Bitch, I
ain't forcing it, holiday season, I'm covered in ornaments This ain't a
tour, this a
tournament (Woah) If I
was stuck in a
room with your shit on repeat Then that shit would be torturous Straight from the
source of it, if I
don't got it, I'm sourcing it (Mm) Whatever it takes to have more of it (Yeah) It's mine 'til I'm bored with it, bitch (Bitch) Take this shit where I
wanna go (Straight up) Make you a
million and make you a
hunnid more (Brrr) They praying I
stop 'cause that's what they need the
most (I know) Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO (Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO) I
fell asleep at the
top while they sleeping on me (God) In the
mirror where I
see my only friend and opponent (For real) Can't run up on us, it's too much confetti on us (Confetti) I
know money ain't everything, fuck it, we still want it (Woo) Yeah, fuck you expect, bitch? (Still want it) What up though, Hit? (Still want it) Ayy, tell 'em quit playing with my fucking name too, for real I
had to one up that score, you know? That Don Life shit Carry on, yeah, for real