Goosebumpz (Bonus Track)

(Diplo)

Let's go

Better act right, 'cause I smack dykes

Give 'em blow and a bit of that bagpipe (pipe)

Bitch wanna live that rap life (life), but I already hit that last night

Think you're fuckin' with me, huh? (Huh?) Must be hittin' that crack-pipe

I been makin' my money (money), thank God I learned how to add right (let's go)

My cash like that cocaine, give me more, say, give me more

Don't worry 'bout it, ain't no thing, big titty hoes in my videos

Classy bitch, don't kiss and tell (nope)

Smack her ass and then wish her well (well)

Life sucks, better give 'em hell

Get money, fuck girls, free Biggavel

A million in my briefcase (briefcase), 'bout to shop for some real estate

'Bout to party with drugs though, turn it up, bitch, feel the bass (bass)

Throwin' money in your face (face), feelin' good, livin' great (great)

Bad bitches in different states, it's like I think I'm Vincent Chase

With porn stars, sports cars, and my crib got a courtyard

How we get all this money though?

You know how big his tours are? (Whoa)

Greedy bitch, you a needy bitch

Want some money, but need some dick (ha)

And my belt monogram

When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

When I die, bet she fuck my hologram

When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, my hologram

We in my black Benz, windows up

Gettin' head, smokin' blunts

Everybody know what's up, and I turn them girls to sluts

Crib's like a mob boss, my bitch get my car washed

We non-stop, my dick out, her jaw drop

'Cause all we do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

All she, all she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck, fuck

Don't I look like a drug dealer? (Whoa)

Don't I look like I'm somebody? (Whoa)

Killin' beats with that Murder Inc., don't I look like I'm Irv Gotti? (Whoa)

Ridin' through in my hippy van, you broke bitches don't give a damn

You softer than the Michelin man, your bitch put her pussy on Instagram

Better go hard when my flow start (start)

They brand new, but they old cars (cars)

Your pockets is on low carbs (carbs)

She do a show, she a polestar

In the penthouse with her pants down

Get the camera out, no hands now

Them hard drugs, we done ran out (let's go)

Can't believe that's somebody grandchild (let's go)

She's so bad, but I like it (like it)

Wanna hear your pussy, I'll mic it (mic it)

My credit card bill is righteous but, girl, that ass is so priceless

Spend the night with the right bitch, my dick ill, my pipe sick (let's go)

Small pussy, tight fit, she loves to sniff that white shit

Fuck her free, no charge, I play the pussy like Mozart

Eat that pussy, I won't starve (nope)

Love the pussy with my whole heart

Bitch named Layla my Clapton ho

Give me head, put the Benz in captain mode

And my belt monogram

When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

When I die, bet she fuck my hologram, though

When I die, bet she fuck my hologram

We in my black Benz, windows up

Gettin' head, smokin' blunts

Everybody know what's up, and I turn them girls to sluts

Crib's like a mob boss, my bitch get my car washed

We non-stop, my dick out, her jaw drop

'Cause all we do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

All she, all she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck

All she wanna do is fuck, fu-fu-fuck, fuck, fuck