Correction Lyrics No More Beatboxing Freestyle by Lil Yachty

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Part I - No More Parties

I can tell, yeah
Mmm, it's us

I can tell n***as jelly by the way they look
Pray to God my Glock don't jam, Lord knows I don't hook
Pull up and I made ya look
Pockets full of Oregon ducks
Click on smart shooters, stick on him while readin' books
Free my n***as out the cell, he is not a crook
He just got some crooked ways but I think they shook
Why they wanna hate me? Prolly 'cause I made ten million as a baby
No new friends, no
Same words that I been with
2020 been sh*t, huh, I'll advance it
We don't do no mm- public transit
When I throw the tangent, mm
pu**y n***as sayin' sh*t, same sh*t that got yo' mans hit
I can't stand it, really with some rich bandits
Put like fifty thousand inside some toast and made a sandwich
Call my phonе like a sex ho, if it's 'bout the crеam just like Maxo
Caught lookin' like that and get yo' back broke
Fine as a motherf**ker was
Skip the games, baby, can I f**k?
I walk around with these racks on me (Yeah)
Stick and my Ricks, we gon' tax homie, yeah
I just want some mouth, don't try to latch on me
I don't wear Amiri's, Carhartt slacks on me
Why these n***as still poor?
It's 2021, we can all score, for real

Part II - Beat Box

It's us
Damn E, this sh*t exclusive
Us

Thuggin' in my Reeboks
Ten milli', big Glocks, huh
In a big truck, f**k around, make your ears pop
f**k with me, gang'll do some' to you, make your tears drop
Hit 'em off, Wafi only boy, I don't Sears shop
f**k around, might move to Michigan and get my peers hot
Trustworthy, uh, I think not, we'll wipe snot
Three lines, gon' make it look like wine in a clear pot
Ride around with the same weapon, ain't get deer shot
No rearviews in my life, leave that sh*t behind me
I was only eighteen years old when Kanye tried to sign me
n***as gangsters online 'til you see 'em named Mahatma Gandhi
Better tell my b*t*h, "Let's get a b*t*h that's tatted like Kehlani"
If she tell me yes, I'll let you know the when and where's to find me
n***as already thinkin' that they wildin', steady tryna guide me
Finna blind me, standin' in my way, they need to get behind me
Every day I ride with a rocket just like my first name Johnny
White diamonds got more colors than a Murakami
b*t*h thought I was Japanese, I folded just like origami
Used to sleep in front of [?], now I got an eighty-inch Sony
Rich as hell, used to be broke, f**ked up, eatin' bologna
n***as not like us, we get to the money
How the f**k we wipe his nose and we still left it runnin'?
How you fly with nothin' to your name? Man, you n***as bummin'
'Member tryna get kids to game, they ain't listen to me

Oh well
It's us

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