[Kanye West]
100 years from now we gone all be dead, all be dead
All be dead
So tonight bitch, I might as well get head

[Post Malone]
I got a tan line, I wear my fuckin' rollie so much
Lil bitch, its nothin more than a fly in the gutter
[?] let me tell you how to fuck her
I got 100k in my motherfuckin' bag, pull up, Saint Laurent and I put it on the jet
Mother fuckin' jet, drop the top on a bitch, pull up to the fuckin' club
And i'm smackin' on your bitch
[?]
[?]

[Justin Bieber]
Ain't talkin' that shit for no reason
When you know you're coming home this evening
Why you wanna come and play with my emotions
When you know you should be going through the motions
We don't got no time to waste
This is not the time or place
This the shit that make you wanna bow
And I'm really think I'm really king [?]
She make you wanna bow down
Ooh I'm feeling like I've lost it now
Got me running like a faucet now
Tell them there's a new boss in town
Girl, I'm feelin' like I'm lost and found
Cause I'm so up and down

[Post Malone]
Count a hundred bands
Watch it swerve on the street
Count a hundred bands
Will I know
Know no me

[Post Malone]
?
Count a hundred bands
Watch it swerve on the street
Count a hundred bands
Will I know
Know no me
And I got a hundred thousand in my motherfucking band
?

[Kanye West]
100 years from now we gone all be dead, all be dead
All be dead
So tonight bitch, I might as well get head
Ye the god
[sonic boom] wait till I come and getchaaa
This the type of shit i can not fathom
Yeezy off the lexipro, bout to have a muhfuckin' spasm (perfect)
Niggas talkin' shit, acting like some low lives
I've been waiting for this shit my whole life
Ray j hit it once, he ain't get it twice (yoga flame yooo)