Mixtape (feat. Young Thug & Lil Yachty)

Chance The motherfuckin' rapper
 With a capitalized, uh, times, not the times but you know what I'm saying the times Thugger
 Lil Boat
 Chance
 Lil Boat
 Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste
 
 All I can hear is the third, ayy
 All I can hear is the third, ayy
 We don't know none of your words, ayy
 We don't know none of your words, ayy
 I love my women real tall, ayy
 Type that can really play ball, ayy
 You buy my hat at the park, ayy
 Think I might really play ball, ayy
 I got a link in my bio, my bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo
 They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo
 How can they call themselves bosses
 When they got so many bosses
 You gotta see what your boss say
 I get it straight out the faucet
 I ain't felt like this since the third drought, third carter drop
 Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop
 And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop
 But now I call the shots
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 Bad little mama, she gettin' it Obama
 She sting like a bumble bee, hot as the sauna
 She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma
 Can't see me, can't be me, I'm ridin' like a panda
 That booty gon' roll and it's outta control
 And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty
 All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me
 Rub me down with that lotion, baby oil me
 Drinking Actavis, baby I'm showin' me
 In that choppa I see your perimeter
 Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar
 Wait one minute I told you
 Yeah, I would like to know you
 Yeah, you lucky like clovers
 Yeah, the clothes no good
 Mama I do it, your ass I pursue it
 Just look at me baby
 I came from the sewers
 They love all the slime ball
 Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog
 That got me serene like I'm breakin' a bar
 And I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 Am I the only one who really care about cover art
 Growing up I ain't have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start
 I ain't know what that mean
 I bumped heads with my dean
 Dropped out and hit the scene
 Now I'm stunting like bling
 Time and time again they told me no
 They told me I wouldn't go
 Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes
 Well, maybe that shit was my interest
 Now I spend more than they make at my dentist
 After 1Night the folks thought I was finished
 I pin my name to the game like a seamstress
 Oh, bitch I bite like a gator
 Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper
 Did what I wanted, didn't care about a hater
 Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer
 Oh, they fuck with me cause I'm different
 New sound, new appearance
 Bitch it's Boat from the 6
 Give a fuck about a bitch
 Walk out, my hand on my dick, I'm the shit
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I said am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 
 Chance The motherfuckin' rapper
 With a capitalized, uh, times, not the times but you know what I'm saying the times Thugger
 Lil Boat
 Chance
 Lil Boat
 Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste
 
 All I can hear is the third, ayy
 All I can hear is the third, ayy
 We don't know none of your words, ayy
 We don't know none of your words, ayy
 I love my women real tall, ayy
 Type that can really play ball, ayy
 You buy my hat at the park, ayy
 Think I might really play ball, ayy
 I got a link in my bio, my bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo
 They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo
 How can they call themselves bosses
 When they got so many bosses
 You gotta see what your boss say
 I get it straight out the faucet
 I ain't felt like this since the third drought, third carter drop
 Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop
 And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop
 But now I call the shots
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 Bad little mama, she gettin' it Obama
 She sting like a bumble bee, hot as the sauna
 She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma
 Can't see me, can't be me, I'm ridin' like a panda
 That booty gon' roll and it's outta control
 And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty
 All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me
 Rub me down with that lotion, baby oil me
 Drinking Actavis, baby I'm showin' me
 In that choppa I see your perimeter
 Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar
 Wait one minute I told you
 Yeah, I would like to know you
 Yeah, you lucky like clovers
 Yeah, the clothes no good
 Mama I do it, your ass I pursue it
 Just look at me baby
 I came from the sewers
 They love all the slime ball
 Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog
 That got me serene like I'm breakin' a bar
 And I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 Am I the only one who really care about cover art
 Growing up I ain't have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start
 I ain't know what that mean
 I bumped heads with my dean
 Dropped out and hit the scene
 Now I'm stunting like bling
 Time and time again they told me no
 They told me I wouldn't go
 Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes
 Well, maybe that shit was my interest
 Now I spend more than they make at my dentist
 After 1Night the folks thought I was finished
 I pin my name to the game like a seamstress
 Oh, bitch I bite like a gator
 Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper
 Did what I wanted, didn't care about a hater
 Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer
 Oh, they fuck with me cause I'm different
 New sound, new appearance
 Bitch it's Boat from the 6
 Give a fuck about a bitch
 Walk out, my hand on my dick, I'm the shit
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I said am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 
 Chance The motherfuckin' rapper
 With a capitalized, uh, times, not the times but you know what I'm saying the times Thugger
 Lil Boat
 Chance
 Lil Boat
 Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch, wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch, wanna know how the lips taste
 
 All I can hear is the third, ayy
 All I can hear is the third, ayy
 We don't know none of your words, ayy
 We don't know none of your words, ayy
 I love my women real tall, ayy
 Type that can really play ball, ayy
 You buy my hat at the park, ayy
 Think I might really play ball, ayy
 I got a link in my bio, my bitch do the salsa like pico de gallo
 They gotta ask if they may, Cinco de Mayo
 How can they call themselves bosses
 When they got so many bosses
 You gotta see what your boss say
 I get it straight out the faucet
 I ain't felt like this since the third drought, third carter drop
 Told my momma third grade I'd be in the third Barbershop
 And you know momma got real worried when she heard college drop
 But now I call the shots
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still cares about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 Bad little mama, she gettin' it Obama
 She sting like a bumble bee, hot as the sauna
 She shine like a Rollie, got that from her momma
 Can't see me, can't be me, I'm ridin' like a panda
 That booty gon' roll and it's outta control
 And these bitches gon' fuck off respect and that loyalty
 All my bitches lovin' me and they spoil me
 Rub me down with that lotion, baby oil me
 Drinking Actavis, baby I'm showin' me
 In that choppa I see your perimeter
 Change the culture, cause my ring is a solar
 Wait one minute I told you
 Yeah, I would like to know you
 Yeah, you lucky like clovers
 Yeah, the clothes no good
 Mama I do it, your ass I pursue it
 Just look at me baby
 I came from the sewers
 They love all the slime ball
 Like they fuck all these cats on your slime dog
 That got me serene like I'm breakin' a bar
 And I'm ballin' on you like I'm Chris Paul
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I swear I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 ♪
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 Am I the only one who really care about cover art
 Growing up I ain't have my brother cause he said the streets gave him a fresh start
 I ain't know what that mean
 I bumped heads with my dean
 Dropped out and hit the scene
 Now I'm stunting like bling
 Time and time again they told me no
 They told me I wouldn't go
 Cause in high school all I cared about was hoes
 Well, maybe that shit was my interest
 Now I spend more than they make at my dentist
 After 1Night the folks thought I was finished
 I pin my name to the game like a seamstress
 Oh, bitch I bite like a gator
 Fuck them reviews that they put in the paper
 Did what I wanted, didn't care about a hater
 Delivered my tape to the world as a caterer
 Oh, they fuck with me cause I'm different
 New sound, new appearance
 Bitch it's Boat from the 6
 Give a fuck about a bitch
 Walk out, my hand on my dick, I'm the shit
 I'm the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste
 I said am I the only nigga still care about mixtapes
 
 Bad little bitch wanna know how lips taste