World Watching (Feat. Lil Tjay, Yung Bleu)

(Yeah, it's Fivi') Yeah [Chorus: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign] Flashing lights (Ha), bigger stage (Hmm) World watching, streets amazed (Yeah) Rollin' dope, livin' life (We made it') Another day, another dollar (Nigga, we made it), another fight [Verse 1: Fivio Foreign] Yeah, she couldn't stop (She couldn't stop) I pray to God that I see an opp He think he shot at my niggas One time and we take everything but his sneakers and socks Mention my name when you speak on the block Picture my face when you reach for the Glock I could just do it and act like it's nothin' They asking like "Fivi', it's easy or not?" (Huh) I got a story and I'll nеver tell it I got a soul and I'll nevеr sell it I see them hatin', they watchin', they jealous Like how you get a million dollars on the debit? How you get a million views on the edit? We marry a million bitches without a wedding He got a millions bitches in the section That's like a million bitches to have sex with I got some demons that's hotter than me They keep on wakin' me out of my sleep I look on the 'Gram, they ain't hotter than me 'Cause I'm killin' the fits, and I body the feats, huh, woo (killin'the fits and body the feats, ha, Fivi') Yeah, look, all of my shooters alert If I tell 'em I pay 'em the money, they doing the work Bullets is bitin' and chewing his shirt Show up to the funeral and we shoot at his hearse I chill with the bitches and roll with my niggas And hang with the baddest and move with the worst Shorty a baddie, she wish she could have me I ask for her name and I Google her worth (Ha) [Chorus: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign] Flashing lights (Yeah), bigger stage (Yeah) World watching (Ha), streets amazed (Uhh) Rollin' dope (Yeah), livin' life (Uhh) Another day, another dollar (Ha), another fight (Let's do it) Flashing lights (Yeah), bigger stage (Yeah) World watching (Ha), streets amazed (Let's do it, uh) Rollin' dough (Yeah), livin' life Another day, another dollar (Ha), another fight (Oh, oh, oh, oh) [Verse 2: Yung Bleu] You was on sunset with a pistol (Grrrt) I turned a jackboy to a victim, hmm Hope you can tell that I'm not finna play with you bitch-ass nigga, we slide tonight We put the laser on top of the Glock when we slid on the weekend with blinding lights (Yeah) I'm tryna bury a nigga, get off the block 'cause you ain't from this area, nigga (Yeah) Get shot in stomach, that's a miscarriage, nigga Fuck is you starin' at a nigga? For the record I might have to address all the niggas that say I'm an industry plant They say all my cars is rented, I guess they ain't used to us young niggas havin' these racks These niggas be troll, we fuckin' they hoes They get on the internet, go on a rant He try to approach, he gon' get turned to a ghost 'Cause I got this bitch in my pants I probably punch a nigga if he glance I'm finna shoot, don't worry 'bout my stance I got my broad a new Hellcat When you hop in this Rolls, put your hair back I was in the hood when they tote Glocks and they sell crack in the same motherfucking houses When we in the club, I go through the backdoor I don't trust nobody, I'ma pick your ass off (Let's go) Right now I'm in Vegas tryna get a bad bitch to come through Maybe she can take the edge off Ain't got nobody, when she go to the bathroom I'ma take off and start to head home [Chorus: Lil Tjay & Yung Bleu] Flashing lights, bigger stage (Yeah, yeah, yeah) World watching, streets amazed (The world is watching, hmm) Rollin' dope, livin' life Another day, another dollar, another fight (Another day, another fight) Flashing lights, bigger stage World watching, streets amazed Rollin' dope, livin' life Another day, another dollar, another fight (Oh, oh, oh) [Outro: Ellie Goulding] Calling, calling, calling me home Calling, calling, calling home You show the lights that stop me turn to stone You shine it when I'm alone (J Perry on the track) Calling, calling, calling me home Calling, calling, calling home You show the lights that stop me turn to stone You shine it when I'm alone