The Lost Files lyrics - Digital Nas & Lil Yachty (feat. K$upreme)
[Intro]
[Lil Yachty:]
I don't think niggas will ever think like I do
NAZ we the new 2 live crew
Yachty been poppin' bottles, poppin' pussy
Crackin' seal left and right
Niggas hatin', niggas wanna fight cause I flex ice
Cook crack like a bag of rice
Diamonds get you chill, poltergeist
Bitches love me, they get one night
NAZ, NAZ, NAZ
Now where the fuck my brothers at you feel me?
NAZ shit till I die, never amount to zero
That shit tatted on my skin you feel me?
These niggas ain't really stackin' up
These niggas mental aren't on the green you know what I'm sayin?
Niggas thinkin' 'bout cheese like I'm from Greenbay you feel me?
Like niggas ain't really really tryna stack it up namsayin?
Live by the code, die by the code namsayin?
This me and my brothers til the motherfuckin' end
[K$upreme & Lil Yachty:]
Pint of lean, now I'm leanin', got me lookin' like a demon
Bang bang, skeet her then I delete her
You the type of nigga say I mistreat her
And I got my heater and I'm off the meter
She say that she love me, I don't believe
NAZ we comin', doot doot doot, doot doot doot, niggas start runnin'
Off the boof feelin' good, smokin' boof out the wood
V8 engine in my hood, got a nigga ridin' good
Toolie on me like a tumor
Bitches talkin' startin' rumors, I swear I hate 'em
Actin' like they ain't swallow Yachty junior
Duckin' on 'em like an OK Sooner
Teeth shiny like a box of bullets
He talkin' crazy, we might pull it
Bitch on my dick, yeah she chew it
White diamonds on my teeth call 'em Jewish
True to my gang like a Buddhist...
Where Did I Go Wrong lyrics - Digital Nas & Lil Yachty
Where did I go wrong?
I don't even know
I'm so confused
Like what did I do to lose you?
Where did I go wrong?
I don't even know
I'm so confused
Like what did I do to lose you?
Where did I go wrong?
I don't even know
I'm so confused
Like what did I do to lose you?
I don't trust a bitch no, all these bitches foul
Triple M on my sneakers got them lookin' wild
New wrist cost a hunnid thou, that's how I'm doin' shit
Middle fingers up to my old bitch
Fuck my old bitch, I fucked my old bitch
I see your new bitch, yeah that's my old bitch
But I ain't trippin' though, I ball like Pippen though
I put a hunnid at your new nigga ain't touchin' me
They ain't touchin' me, they ain't touchin' Lil Boat
Flex 36 while I cross the boat
Yeah niggas watchin' Yachty with the long scope
But I ain't trippin' though, these niggas bitches though
Where did I go wrong?
I don't even know
I'm so confused
Like what did I do to lose you?
Where did I go wrong?
I don't even know
I'm so confused
Like what did I do to lose you?
King Boat lyrics - Digital Nas & Lil Yachty
Aye move with the stick
Fuck on my dick you'se a lil bitch
I was boolin top floor at the new Ritzs
You was coolin' with the cops, finna snitch
Joke niggas need a float nigga
'Fore the storm come on all these broke niggas
Wish you would think you could
Made a ten off the juug
Joke niggas need a float nigga
'Fore the storm come on all these broke niggas
Wish you would think you could
Made a ten off the juug
All these niggas said I can't, Boat had to show these niggas I could
And I doubled off my profit, got the city ridin' cockpit
Lil Boat
DN
Lil boat
Can't nobody tell me I ain't 'bout to be the biggest shit you never seen
Youngest nigga on the scene uh, fifty bitches on my team uh
Niggas these ain't regular jeans, I wear Balmain you wear 'Preme
Nautica boat Sailing Team, join the Team or get schemed
Can't nobody tell me I ain't, bout to be the biggest shit you never seen
Youngest nigga on the scene uh, fifty bitches on my team uh
Niggas these ain't regular jeans, I wear Balmain you wear 'Preme
Nautica boat Sailing Team, join the gang or get schemed
Aye move with the stick
Fuck on my dick you'se a lil bitch
I was boolin top flood at the new Ritzs
You was coolin' with the cops, finna snitch
AR turn the pussy boy to a twitch
She in my phone said my dick was a fist
Move with this legmen just move like a cougar
When I get on I'mma tell you I told ya nigga, it's over
When I get on I'mma tell 'em I told 'em, Nas
We gon' tell 'em we told 'em you know what I'm sayin?
Niggas don't know like how we rock
Niggas don't know how we go back
Nigga we like the deli boys in this shit you feel me?
I'm Spike Lee, you Quentin Tarantino
Can't nobody tell me I ain't, bout to be the biggest shit you never seen
Youngest nigga on the scene uh, fifty bitches on my team uh
Niggas these ain't regular jeans, I wear Balmain you wear 'Preme
Nautica boat Sailing Team, join the Team or get schemed
Can't nobody tell me I ain't, bout to be the biggest shit you never seen
Youngest nigga on the scene uh, fifty bitches on my team uh
Niggas these ain't regular jeans, I wear Balmain you wear 'Preme
Nautica boat Sailing Team, join the gang or get schemed
When I Get On lyrics - Digital Nas & Lil Yachty
Hey, I know you don't want nothin' to do with me
And that's okay, yeah, that's okay
I know you don't want nothin' to do with me
But when I get on please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
But it's okay, promise I'll be home one day, hey, but
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
Now, when I count my Ms, don't send no DMs
I said when I count check, bitch don't send me no texts
None of you bitches was to fuck, they want Ciroc, show no love
Stand on any nigga couch give a fuck 'bout clubs
Before I got on, you hoes wasn't rockin', now I ball like John Stockton
Beamer baby, lane switchin', got all these bitches switchin' up
Got 'em thinkin' different, tryna hit my phone
Tryna fuck her somethin', but hell nah, I can't fuck with y'all
I know you don't want nothin' to do with me, and that's okay
Aye, I said and that's okay
Yeah, I said and that's okay
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
But it's okay, promise I'll be home one day, hey, but
When I get on, please don't reach for your phone
I said, when I get on, please don't reach for your phone
Adore Me lyrics - Digital Nas & Lil Yachty
I can’t fuck with all the fakers
Now or later I’ll be cakin’
Elevator to the top floor
Suck and fuck her now she top blow
Suckin’ dick like I’m castro
I’m the nigga with the cash flows
I got bitches up in North Dakota
I got bitches up in North Dakota
Please don’t tell me that you rockin’
Please don’t tell me that we gang
Cooking up crack in my lane
Bagging the dimes in my Wang
All these fuck niggas is stains
All these fuck niggas is corny
Might drop the clip in this hoe
Cause little bitches starting to bore me
All these little hoes they adore me
Bel Air white bitch look like dorky
She fucking just for some Jordans
But I can’t cop for no bitch
She swerved and I’m gon’ flip the switch
I put that hoe in the sport
I copped a crib with a court
Stop flexing you ain’t in no force
Little bitch, know what I’m saying?
Niggas got shit fucked up
Know what I’m saying?
I’m the youngest nigga walking around this bitch
Know what I’m saying?
You gon’ know me when you fuckin see me nigga
You knew me before you know me you dig?
Know what I’m saying?
The nigga with the braids, the red hair all that shit
The flyest motherfucker in here
I’m probably textin’ your bitch right now
Please don’t tell me that you rockin’
Please don’t tell me that we gang
Cooking up crack in my lane
Bagging the dimes in my Wang
All these fuck niggas is stains
All these fuck niggas is corny
Might drop the clip in this hoe
Cause little bitches starting to bore me
These little bitches starting to bore me
All these little hoes getting boring
That’s why Yachty started touring
That’s why I be be driving foreigns
Hey, hey, alright
These little bitches they got me high
Why you come if you not sucking cock?
Why these niggas be thinkin’ they bloods?
All my bloods turn they block to a flood
He was tough ‘til he saw what it was
All my gang on that gunplay and stuff (What up?)
All my niggas look rugged as fuck
All my life I been jugging for bucks
Fuck a job, I can’t work for no nigga
So I block post to stack up the figures
Columbine shawty, that’s me
I put the hole in his teeth
I put the hole in his teeth
I ran a block with the heat
Put a few caps in his feet
Make him jump rope to the beat
I fuck his bitch with no hezzo
Yachty, I might run for prezzo
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