Petit Biscuit Mixed My Taste 4 It

I'ma turn it up a lil' more this time
Used to dream about gettin' it, now I got it, I don't drive
I had a spot like a varsity, what did you have?
You buy twenty, I'll front what you buy
I put on drip, I believe I can I fly
Niggas know that I'm rich, but they know not to try
I had a show in Detroit and I stopped at Revive
And spent fifty on all the guys
All of these hoes in these stores make commission
And plus I'ma tip 'em, they holdin' my size
Get in your car and just put on your flashers
And follow the hearse since you say you gon' ride
'Cause somebody gon' die if they fuck with us
Turn a five to a dime, that's a double up
Fuck around, walk through church with my double cup
This shit a habit, I'm prayin' I give it up
Tiger stay with the wood, make 'em give it up
Know I ran through a mil' every week off of weed

(They come out)
Can't be fucked with
Ayy, 4 Pockets, huh
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)

'Fore I go broke like Joc
Fuck with that dog like Vick (Roof)
Not that rock, that pit'
How many down to my sock
Can't hold my Glock, reason I don't really like that shit (Nigga, I don't)
Young turnt nigga, can't wife no bitch (At all)
Excuse my French, don't like no bitch (Nope)
Limo tinted, all five of my cars, yeah, I had it hard
Seen my bitch broke bad, I ain't had a heart
Skrrt, yeah, that's us
Two-tone AP, yeah, I'm bust
Got the head from her, I ain't even wanna fuck (Fuck her)
Why? Slut, bye (Fuck on)
Nothin' on me from Saks, everything Revive
Old nigga tellin' on bro, should've died
No, he ain't kill 'em, dawg, he ain't even try
Still I let my last shooting dice in the hood
Take who chain? Nah bitch, not Dugg's
Probably in somethin' fast with a Glock in the hood
Courtside tickets, spillin' Wock' on the wood

[42 Dugg:]
First turnt nigga from the hood, they curious
Four in cars, 'bout five in jewelry
[Lil Baby:]
I get the commas with numbers, that's period
I got your BM wan' put on Amiris
First young nigga in the A2 Lam'
Run up fourteen mil', started fourteen grams (Same day)
Dope boy Dickies and diamonds and Timbs
You shouldn't play with that boy, he is not one of them
[42 Dugg:]
Bro, I kept taking L's, finally got me a M
Still making double, I don't call what I spend
S550 2018
Gotta come twenty if you hoppin' in the Benz
Young turnt nigga from the D to the A
I'm rockin' with the Lions, yeah

Die Leute fragen: "Wie viel Extra-Meter gehst du?"
Ich fang erst an zu zählen, wenn es wehtut
Fehler prägen mich, mach mehr als genug
Bin zu müde für Pausen, komm nicht dazu
Und wenn ich glaube, meine Beine sind zu schwer
Dann geh ich nochmal tausend Schritte mehr

Auch wenn wir schon weit gekommen sind
Wir gehen immer weiter hoch hinaus
Egal wie hoch die Hürden auch sind
Sie sehen so viel kleiner von hier oben aus
Wenn dir die Luft ausgeht
Nur nicht nach unten sehen
Wir gehen immer weiter hoch hinaus
Immer, immer weiter hoch hinaus

Kann das nächste Level nicht erwarten
Auch wenn ich dann wieder kein' Schlaf krieg
Meine Ausreden sind hartnäckig
Aber aufgeben darf ich nicht
Manchmal löst ein Abgrund in mir Angst aus
Doch ich geh nicht zurück, ich nehm nur Anlauf

Auch wenn wir schon weit gekommen sind
Wir gehen immer weiter hoch hinaus
Egal wie hoch die Hürden auch sind
Sie sehen so viel kleiner von hier oben aus
Wenn dir die Luft ausgeht
Nur nicht nach unten sehen
Wir gehen immer weiter hoch hinaus
Immer (Immer weiter hoch hinaus)

Auch wenn wir schon weit gekommen sind
Wir gehen immer weiter hoch hinaus
Egal wie hoch die Hürden auch sind
Wenn dir die Luft ausgeht
Nur nicht nach unten sehen
Wir gehen immer weiter hoch hinaus
Immer, immer weiter hoch hinaus

They say we're too young and
The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushing"
Wise men say fools rush in
But I don't know
They say we're too young and
The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushing"
Wise men say fools rush in
But I don't know (Chance, the Rapper)

The first step pleases the Father
Might be the hardest to take
But when you come out of the water
I'm a believer
My heart is fleshy

I don't do well with the drama
And no I can't stand it being fake (No, no, no, no, no, no no no)
I don't believe in nirvana
But the way that we love in the night gave me life
Baby I can't explain

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
On God
Runnin' to the altar like a track star
Can't wait another second
'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me feels so holy

"HOLY"
(feat. Chance The Rapper)

I hear a lot about sinners
Don't think that I'll be a saint
But I might go down to the river
'Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch
Yeah, it's making me say

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
On God
Runnin' to the altar like a track star
Can't wait another second

You questioned did I care
You could ask anyone,
I even said you were my great one
Now it's over but I do admit I'm sad.
It hurts real bad,
I can't sweat that,
'Cause I loved a whore

Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you whore, I don't want you back

You questioned did I care
You could ask anyone,
I even said you were my great one
Now it's over but I do admit I'm sad.
It hurts real bad,
I can't sweat that,
'Cause I loved a whore

Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you whore, I don't want you back

You thought you could
Keep this shit from me, yeah
You burnt bitch, I heard the story
You played me, you even gave him head
Now you asking for me back
You just another hack, look elsewhere
'Cause you done with me

Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you whore, I don't want you back

Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you whore, I don't want you back

See, I don't know why I liked you so much
I gave you all of my trust
I told you I loved you,
Now that's all down the drain
You put me through pain,
I wanna let you know how I feel

Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you whore, I don't want you back

Fuck what I said it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses they didn't mean jack
Fuck you, you whore, I don't want you back