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Lil Yachty
Featuring(s) : DC2Trill
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(Flea) (ZT) [DC2Trill] You a flunkie, you ain't gotta talk 'bout this shit, yeah, nigga, we get it Yeah, that AP cool, but it's gon' be better when I get it Smoking 41 with the Sharks, but I ain't swimming Folks high as hell, that nigga fried, but he ain't chicken Thick hood bitch, I ain't pay her rent, I just bought her some inches Vivienne Westwood jeans, nigga, I don't rock Amiri Might as well put your partner on a milk carton because he missing [Lil Yachty] Nigga can't hit my cup, this ain't Food Network, he not Guy Fieri Kick a bitch out, huh, bitch ain't fucking, she keep saying, "Period" Huh, bitch too bad, huh, carry my kids just like she a surrogate Fucking a bitch, she thirty years old, she doing her taxes Double my cup, polluting that bitch with a pint of molasses How the fuck am I supposed to remember your face? I'm flying from city to city Had a lil' bitch, booty was bigger than hell, but her titties was itty-bitty Boys with me moving around with a fifty, all of my niggas gon' hit Brand new Glock, came with a sight on top, tickle it like a clit [DC2Trill] Old Ricky, yes, I'm with the boys, but I brought them bowls with me Pretty Ricky, it's five in the morning and I got some hoes with me Stack of twenties, count these hundreds, fifties, or go play with titties Pour fours in twenties, nigga trying to be me, fry him like zucchini Boat, I fucked up, I spilled a eight up in the Lamborghini Now I'm pissed off 'cause that was supposed to go up on my kidney PT me, ???[1:10], now I feel like Pinky Big pun, bitch spilled my cup, brought me back my funds Down to one, six in my pop, I feel like the one Compare to none, bring gunners to his block, they had so much fun [Lil Yachty] Pool party, dope like Jeff Hardy, brodie got six bodies Chrome Rollies, used to rock stolies, now I roll Rolls Royces In the trunk a stable, eight hundred horses, look like I breed ponies I can see a play from eight miles away, think I breathe money G6 got me growing wings like I'm abnormal Every car dealer in Atlanta know my first name We all did business Used to count pennies Now I'm up, fucking up my kidneys Think the bitch was hood, she came over eating Mrs. Winners Pulled up in a Benz, stained a Rover, sent it to the cleaners [DC2Trill & Lil Yachty] Called Wockeisha on the phone, asked her, "What's for dinner?" Fucking on a bitch look like the Kardashians, rich just like the Jenners Pop a nigga up while he driving, he had a fender-bender All my niggas scammers, pray for heaven even though we sinners Go up in the store and swipe for shit like you swipe on Tinder My niggas ruthless, you can get robbed, no matter what the gender This bitch sucked the dick so good, I thought she was toothless Please direct her to my room, need her when you done I will give the bitch some merch, will not give her funds Snatch a nigga chain off his neck just like Lauren Lon' Baby bottles all in the crib, but I ain't got no sons DC and the wizard gon' be scoring 'til they eighty-one We Olympic sippers Duck, dive, flip, lean, and slide, he an Olympic killer Every time some exclusive shit come out, you know we finna get it Took her to my room, looked back to my bro like the scene from Thriller Know I'm gon' smash All my whips 220 on the dash Sipping on drank, we shoot wok, like it's SlimFast
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