Warriors lyrics - Lil Yachty

 I'm working on dying

Us


Lord please bring my bitch 'cause these hoes fried out

She sweet as hell in them DMs, shit, we gon' fly it out

He said online, we walkin' lick, shit, he should try it out

He gon' chase clout until he clipped and end up dyin' out

They play with me, my dawgs gon' flash by the sun down

You think 'bout trickin' on that mud, dawg, she's so run down

You not gon' end nobody life, so put your gun down

This world so sensitive every time, shit, ain't no fun now


You was so tough on that TL, you wanna run now

Ran up that sack, like Warrick Dunn, I need them touchdowns

All I'm surrounded by is warriors

Owe it all to those who supported us

Yeah

Hope it kick back when it kick in

I'm in the club, brought my stick in

On all days, we treat that day just like weekend

Yeah, Big Boat real big stepper

Concrete Boys look better

Should've piped her 'fore I met her

Should've piped her 'fore I met her

Now she over (Now she over)

And it's open (And it's open)

Her shit soakin'


Lord please bring my bitch 'cause these hoes fried out

She sweet as hell in them DMs, shit, we gon' fly it out

He said online, we walkin' lick, shit, he should try it out

He gon' chase clout until he clipped and end up dyin' out

They play with me, my dawgs gon' flash by the sun down

You think 'bout trickin' on that mud, dawg, she's so run down

You not gon' end nobody life, so put your gun down

This world so sensitive every time, shit, ain't no fun now


She wanna bring her bestie, she wanna pop an X

They call me lil' collar shit, I'm steady gettin' neck

Flew a bitch out from the Watts

Had her come down with that wap-tie

I fell in love with a thot, yeah

What's goin' out bad, sad, that shit terrible

Dumb foes who had went broke, that shit hysterical, ha-ha

Send my dawg to get that weight off like he Terio

R2J, beat that pack up, yeah, Chris Jericho


Lord please bring my bitch 'cause these hoes fried out

She sweet as hell in them DMs, shit, we gon' fly it out

He said online, we walkin' lick, shit, he should try it out

He gon' chase clout until he clipped and end up dyin' out

They play with me, my dawgs gon' flash by the sun down

You think 'bout trickin' on that mud, dawg, she's so run down

You not gon' end nobody life, so put your gun down

This world so sensitive every time, shit, ain't no fun now

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