Saving You lyrics - Lil Yachty (x Pollari)

 [Lil Yachty:]

18 in the atrium

Hoop like paul pierce ball out the gymnasium

I was fuckin up a check at the atm

Why you call my phone boy I'm not savin him, no I'm not savin you

18 in the atrium

Hoop like paul pierce ball out the gymnasium

I was fuckin up a check at the atm

Why you call my phone boy I'm not savin him, no I'm not savin you


All of these niggas is bitches I swear on my momma

I'll leave em with stitches if they touch my Riches

I'm might call up nas for that glizzy

These niggas tryna get in touch for a verse

But lil nigga I’m busy broke ass nigga window shopping like he 50 looking for lil

Probably in the city with a bad biddy that look like 90’s Tina fey

Teeth gold like a box of butter chex

One more year and we’ll be living in LA me, nas, A E all my niggas been ridin since day 1, run up on me you gon' catch the choppa

Meet the game is when you meet the Fockers

Ma trunk knock his wife fuck her all these niggas hate lil boat cause these bitches love me back up off

Bitch you looking ugly platinum teeth make me hit the dougie


18 in the atrium

Hoop like paul pierce ball out the gymnasium

I was fuckin up a check at the atm

Why you call my phone boy I'm not savin him, no I'm not savin you

18 in the atrium

Hoop like paul pierce ball out the gymnasium

I was fuckin up a check at the atm

Why you call my phone boy I'm not savin him, no I'm not savin you


[Pollari:]

Just found your treasure, and it all of molly[?]

They see that glow and now they wanna be homies

They claim they day 1, but these niggas soo phony

They claim they day 1, but these goofies don't know me

Aye thick girls from texas, they mad I'm flexin'

My bitch alexis, she drive a lexus

Yeah, they cannot check this, they cannot check this

My niggas reckless, they snatch ya necklace, yeah


[Lil Yachty:]

18 in the atrium

Hoop like paul pierce ball out the gymnasium

I was fuckin up a check at the atm

Why you call my phone boy I'm not savin him, no I'm not savin you

18 in the atrium

Hoop like paul pierce ball out the gymnasium

I was fuckin up a check at the atm

Why you call my phone boy I'm not savin him, no I'm not savin you

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