I wanna be your end game

I wanna be your first string

I wanna be your A-Team

I wanna be your end game, end game

Big reputation, big reputation

Ooh, you and me, we got big reputations

Ah, and you heard about me

Ooh, I got some big enemies (yeah)

Big reputation, big reputation

Ooh, you and me would be a big conversation

Ah, and I heard about you (yeah)

Ooh, you like the bad ones, too

You so dope, don't overdose

I'm so stoked, I need a toast

We do the most, I'm in the Ghost like I'm whippin' a boat

I got a reputation, girl, that don't precede me (yeah)

I'm one call away whenever you need me (yeah)

I'm in a G5 (yeah), come to the A-Side (yeah)

I got a bad boy persona, that's what they like (what they like)

You love it, I love it, too, 'cause you my type (you my type)

You hold me down and I protect you with my life

I don't wanna touch you, I don't wanna be

Just another ex-love you don't wanna see

I don't wanna miss you (I don't wanna miss you)

Like the other girls do

I don't wanna hurt you, I just wanna be

Drinking on a beach with you all over me

I know what they all say (I know what they all say)

But I ain't tryna play

Knew her when I was young

Reconnected when we were little bit older, both sprung

I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders

Reputation precedes me; in rumors I’m knee-deep

The truth is it's easier to ignore it, believe me

Even when we'd argue, we'd not do it for long

And you understand the good and bad end up in a song

For all your beautiful traits and the way you do it with ease

For all my flaws, paranoia and insecurities

I've made mistakes and made some choices, that's hard to deny

After the storm, something was born on the 4th of July

I've passed days without fun, this end game is the one

With four words on the tip of my tongue, I'll never say it

I hit you like bang

We tried to forget it, but we just couldn't

And I bury hatchets, but I keep maps of where I put 'em

Reputation precedes me, they told you I'm crazy

I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me

And I can't let you go, your hand prints on my soul

It's like your eyes are liquor, it's like your body is gold

You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks

So here's the truth from my red lips

Skrillex and Diplo - "Where Are Ü Now" with Justin Bieber

Justin Bieber - Love Yourself

Hey kids
Hey PewDiePie
Gather round little ones, it's music time
Yay
Here is the story that I'm tellin'
What is it?
About a stupid fuckin' bitch-ass melon
Yay!

Coco, coco, co
You fuckin' with my mojo-jo-jo-jo (Everybody)
Coco, coco, co
You started, so let's go, go, go, go, go (Let's go)


Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-goo, fuck your dad and mama too

Coco in a chokehold, I go loco if you want me to

Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-gee, you ain't fuckin' passin' me

Last time that I dissed, it took a government to blacklist me

Yeah, I saw your shit, ew, fuckin' cringe (Ew)

It's not even funny and your head is really big (Why?)

Oh, you're approaching me? What, you think I'm nervous? (Nah)

Your audience is just a bunch of motherfuckin' virgins (Aha)

Don't tell your mama, don't be a fucking snitch

Don't be likе 6ix9ine, that rainbow fuckin' bitch

Spartan shit, yeet a baby straight off a cliff (What?)

If they make it out alivе, I'll be their Make-A-Wish (Heh)


Fuck your daddy, fuck your mommy too

Fuck everything you love, most of all, fuck you (Oh!)

Cry, cry, cry, yeah, I don't give a shit (He's crazy)

I'm your mommy now you wittle baby bitch

I'll say anything, I don't give a fuck (What?)

Santa isn't real, it's your daddy dressed up (What?)

Mommy's always lying when she says you're really smart

Your dog is not in Heaven, he is rotting in the yard

Haha, big sad

I'll spoil Harry Potter, wait, J.K. already did that

Haha, you on that baby shit

I'ma teach you 'bout the real world, baby bitch (Bath time)

Scrub behind your ears (Okay), then you rinse your eyes (Okay)

And when you leave the tub, watch out for 6ix9ine (Louder)

A is for apple, B is for bus

C is for, "Can you shut the fuck up?" (Manners)

Rainbow bitch, hair too bright

He a dumb-dumb who can't fight, fight, fight

Don't eat lead paint or you'll cry, cry, cry

Then your brain will end up like 6ix9ine-9ine-9ine (Facts)



A billion views a week (What?), a billion views a week (Huh?)

Babies must be viewing when their mommy is asleep

While their brain is developing, before they can talk

They learn to subscribe before they can walk (What?)

Little three year olds with withdrawal symptoms

Mommy, please don't take away the algorithm (Okay)

And they won't quit until they get all of the children

Who gives a shit when you're baggin' four hundred million



I'm just playin' Coco, you know I love you

Not 6ix9ine, though, ankle monitor-wearing c**t

I challenge you in a legal fight

Otherwise, you's a rainbow bitch

Why is he dissing 6ix9ine?

I wish you good fortune in the wars to come .


Native - Ocean

South - Paint the Silence


Cheers to the freakin' weekend

I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah

Oh, let the Jameson sink in

I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah

Don't let the bastards get you down

Turn it around with another round

Life's too short to be sittin' 'round miserable

People gon' talk whether you doing bad or good, yeah

Got a drink on my mind and my mind on my money, yeah

Looking so bomb, gonna find me a honey

 How can you say your life is empty

So late in the day

Why would you stay another second

Now your sight got in the way

A combination

Of love and aggression

Another second lived

Don't paint the silence black now save me

Don't leave it a day

You got a right to stand or die so maybe

You take chances all the same

Pain comes in stages

If we dont make it

Nothing changes

Now the violence sleeps inside

Abandoned feeling for just a piece of mind

It's the reason why your teething side frustrates me

Dont leave me to pick up on your questions

Not even a day

It's alright to finish up your sentence

You talk all the same

Pain comes in stages if we don't make it

Nothing changes