Intro (Two Percs) lyrics - Lil Yachty
And I got two percs on me, I might have to pop one
Uzi automatic on me, bitch this ain't no prop gun
Beefin' through safari, pussy boy you ain't gon' pop none
Taking pictures with all them pistols, ain't gon' cock none
If I pull up baby please tell me you gon' suck some
Talkin' like a freak on the net, come and fuck some
I hate bitches who be talking like they on one
Tweakin' like they on some
I'ma keep that shit one hunna, uh
My profession is bad bitch hunter
And I'm still big slime like Gunna
And my niggas still shoot you like gunner
I'ma bring the thunder
Flip her over, then I beat it, over under
Chopstick 'bout as long as a plunger
I'm the shit and you pussy niggas plumbers
Middle fingers up, I'm a stunner
Bitch think I'm in love, I don't stunt her
Nigga you ain't hard, you a fronter
And you ain't no boss, you a runner
Huge lyrics - Lil Yachty
Earl on the beat
Huge, huge, huge, huge
Huge, huge, huge, huge (you see the chain)
Huge, huge (this everything we do)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn (woo)
Yeah, yeah, bih (woo), damn
Okay
Nigga got flatlined downstreet (ooh)
I'm a real nigga, I'm comfy (ski)
.223 let's buy lean (whew)
Big boy coke keep the body heat, uh (woo, bih, woo, damn)
I'm done (oh yeah)
Choppa get the spin like Malcolm, uh
Simmon said "boy you better whack 'em", uh
All in the trap with a real dope boy
Nigga come where I normally tax em (yeah)
Fuck on that nigga, a hoe (fuck 'em)
Fuckin' his bitch, she broke
Safe House lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Gunna)
Run that back Turbo
[Gunna & Lil Yachty:]
Paint, chase (yeah), ice-skate (wo-woah)
Fast-paced (wo-woah), gas (let's go), no brakes (let's go)
Mansion (mansion), space (space)
Love, then hate (wo-woah)
Plug got weight (wo-woah)
Cash, two safes
Safe house, safe house safe, huh
Mansion with a lake (wo-woah)
Been out since like 8 (wo-woah)
8 an M, huh
Flex, no gym
Ball, no rim (wo-woah)
Safe house, safe house safe, huh (wo-woah)
Safe house, safe house safe, huh
Young Gunna (safe)
Ban these 100s and 10s (safe)
VVS all on my chin (safe)
[?] came with my benz (safe)
Helped your bitch with her rent
Started fuckin' yo hoe with the tip (tip)
Was broke but I'll never forget (never forget)
[?] but I never could switch (switch)
In that penthouse on top of the Ritz
That lil' freaky hoe swallowed my kids (swallowed my kids)
Put my hi-tec right in the fridge (fridge)
This extension gon' go to your wig (go to your wig)
Pay attention we really gettin' rich (rich)
Couple thousand just for our outfit (outfit)
She want me and Lil Boat in her pics (her pics)
Aye aye, aye (ayee), there's a few of us keepin' it real (real)
Safe, safe, safe house, in hollywood hills
Ghost, Tesla, I guess I'm takin' these pills (takin' these pills)
I won't ever [?], you feel (feel)
My family gon' get a mil' (hey)
Paint, chase (yeah), ice-skate (wo-woah)
Fast-paced (wo-woah), gas (let's go), no brakes (let's go)
Mansion (mansion), space (space)
Love, then hate (wo-woah)
Plug got weight (wo-woah)
Cash, two safes
Safe house, safe house safe, huh
Mansion with a lake (wo-woah)
Been out since like 8 (wo-woah)
8 an M, huh
Flex, no gym
Ball, no rim (wo-woah)
Safe house, safe house safe, huh (wo-woah)
Safe house, safe house safe, huh
[Lil Yachty:]
Hoo-yeah, don't try to buy my place
Nut on her face like paste, huh
Fuckin' every hoe, every race
Grab a double cup from the QT, yeah
Thick little bitch she's a cutie, yeah
100 thousand dollars for a new piece
20 thousand dollars for a new fleece
Hoo-aye, I'm in this bitch with the gang
Minimade lemonade chain, canary diamonds they bling-blaow
Choppa start speaking like [?], huh
I'm the golden child
Rolls gold patek, blue face, wow
And I got a rack for everytime that you run your mouth
Slap you in your shit 'cause you really act out (whew)
Oh-oh, keep a could hundred in the safe, huh
19 could've bought a wraith but I bought a Benz in the place
Primetime lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Chief Keef)
I'm as rude as I wanna be
Dog ass nigga take a thot on a shoppin' spree
Dog ass nigga tell a bitch what she wanna hear (ugh)
Dog ass nigga VVS diamonds crystal clear (uh-ooh, splash)
Fuckin' with the gang we knockin' off your nose
Halftime gotta call the play and it's give and go, rock and roll
Had the same gang since the rocky road
Halftime, go Deion Sanders like it's prime-time
Primetime, line it up, knock it down
22, 63, nigga got the recipe
Fuckin' on lil' shawty, bust it open, she all on her knees
Lean all in her ovaries, she just wanna ride for me (ride, ride)
Ride it like an uber, please
Divin' in like scubas be
Shawty wet like melted cheese (ooh, uh, Lil Boat)
Richer than the average B
Nigga wanna fuck with me, he wanna test my accuracy
They gon' let out shots for Lil Boat like its July 4th
Money sit tall like a dwarf
Drive that coupe all on the course (skrr-skr-skrt)
Drive that coupe all on the course
"Can I fuck?"
She like, "Of Course"
On the jet like I'm air force
Niggas pocket-watching, pocket-watch me you gon' be upset
Look at how I flood my neck, diamonds invisible set, eww
I'm as rude as I wanna be (Lil Boat!)
Dog ass nigga take a thot on a shoppin' spree (yeah, yeah)
Dog ass nigga tell a bitch what she wanna hear
(What she wanna hear)
Dog ass nigga VVS diamonds crystal clear (crystal clear)
Bling-blaow!
Fuckin' with the gang we knockin' off your nose (hoo!)
Halftime gotta call the play and it's give and go (ho!), rock and roll
Had the same gang since the rocky road (okay)
Halftime, go Deion Sanders like it's prime-time
(Sosa baby, GBE baby)
Touchdown in my Cam Newton
Then I found my baby, damn I never knew
Ayy, they want to get down with the movement (yeah)
Tote that shit, you better do it (yeah)
Dug a hole then fell into it (bang-bang)
Ayy (bang-bang), hopped in the Benz, put the pedal to it (to it)
Take your neck with the metal to it (yeah)
Took the Ms then I avenue'd it
I just took your bitch out the katanas (yeah-yah)
Got her in my room and she went bananas (huh-uh)
I got a lot of sense and a little manners (yeah)
We'll get money you'll get tra-
Pullin off in that 33, 911, an emergency (dope)
Someone come get me, I'm in the field like Hercules (ooh-oh)
I don't play no two sides, I ain't with none of that perpetry (uh-ah)
She can get real burgundy but the currency is an urgency-y-y-y-y
(Bang!)
I'm as rude as I wanna be (Lil Boat!)
Dog ass nigga take a thot on a shoppin' spree (yeah, yeah)
Dog ass nigga tell a bitch what she wanna hear
(What she wanna hear)
Dog ass nigga VVS diamonds crystal clear (crystal clear)
Bling-blaow!
Fuckin' with the gang we knockin' off your nose
Halftime gotta call the play and it's give and go, rock and roll
Had the same gang since the rocky road
Halftime, go Deion Sanders like it's prime-time
Boogie-Man lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. K$upreme)
You know what the fuck I'm on (bih!)
Woah, yeah (mhm), woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (gang! let me hear it)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (come get it)
(Polo boy shawty on the track so I am killing it)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
(Uh, yeah, fuck with me)
[Lil Yachty:]
Yeah, told ya lil' boy, yeah I said it (said it)
Run up on boat, you'll regret it (regret it)
Read that on Reddit (Reddit)
Take that lil' chain yeah I got it (got it!), hee
Give that shit to K$upreme (okay)
Walk around with a beam (boom! boom!)
Boogeyman boat snatching 'em (gang!)
Gang, gang, gang with a MAC-10 (gang, gang, uh!)
Take her to the room gotta text me (yeah, yeah, uh!)
Nigga talking down better speak up (hoo!)
Get his ass shot like a vaccine (ooh, ooh, ohh, sheesh, go ahead)
Richest monkey in the zoo (alright!)
Pussy wet like stew (yeah!)
Hit her one time she a bugaboo (ooh)
Flew the bitch in, left her at the W (W)
Go get some, talk to another dude (W, W)
Young nigga rich as he ever been (ooh)
Might cop a crib in the Netherlands (gang! gang! gang! you rich)
Stay with that 30 round thing (boom)
All off the hip, let it hang
All in the back, neck to the chain (skrt, skrt)
18 years old bought my mama a range (skrt)
19 years old bought my mama Porsche (I did that)
20 years old tryna go cop a Bentley (yeah)
Might be the youngest flexer of the century (damn)
Come to my crib, the roof got the sentries
Squeeze on the trigger till that bitch is empty (fa! fa! fa!)
Keep it in mind the ammo clip is lengthy (yeah)
Come through the gate, I dare 'ya ass to tempt me (hoo!)
[K$upreme:]
She got a kid, I'm a motherfucker
These niggas funny like Chris Tucker (funny nigga)
Baby blue G wag sit high like a trucker (damn)
My brother came in with a stick, he slugger (brrr!)
Glock on my hip let it burn like I'm Usher (brah!)
Fuck from the back, I'ma crush her (sheesh)
Petty boy catch 'em like mustard (ooh)
I'm with the wifey, I bought em some clusters (ice)
I play that bitch like I'm at Dave & Buster's (hah!)
Hellcat drive-by and you hearin' the muffler
Knew This lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
30, you a fool for this one
Aye this that new edition
We ain't like non of these niggas (on God)
[Lil Yachty & YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
Aye had to learn from my wrong
90 thousand dollars spent that shit on my thumb, (my thumb)
I've been getting money give a fuck who done seen
I've been getting money give a fuck about the scene
I swear I knew this, we got all these bitches choosing, (they choose)
Come to the club and they gotta let my crew in
I swear I knew this, you know I'm going with my move thing
Don't need no help I got myself cause I could do this (I can)
[Lil Yachty:]
Lil boat, aye fuck all them other niggas, aye
Talking down we gon' opt them other niggas aye
Oh you don't like my sound? hundred round, hundred round
Empty out a fuck nigga town
Bitch we was It, I ain't talking 'bout no clown (for real)
I just bought my momma a new house (for real)
You, at your mommas crib, bitch you brought your spouse (damn)
I cannot relate no
And I
[Lil Yachty & YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
Aye had to learn from my wrongs
90 thousand dollars spent that shit on my thumb, (my thumb)
I've been getting money give a fuck who done seen
I've been getting money give a fuck about the scene
I swear I know this, we got all these bitches choosing, (they choose)
Come to the club and they gotta let my crew in
I swear I know this, you know I'm going with my move thing
Don't need no help I got myself cause I could do this (I can)
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
Cameras flicking when they see me, I'm not average nigga
We really ride with them sticks, no I'm not cappin' nigga
I got diamonds in my teeth I keep it fancy nigga (I keep it fancy)
Don't like to lose by any means I make it happen nigga (I make it happen)
Jumped out the porch when I was young, was tryna make a dollar
I always did the one to lead I ain't never follow (ain't ever follow)
Now they wanna come and fuck with me they ain't had no option (they had no option)
Whole lotta money I ain't broke, no that won't be a problem (won't be a problem never)
Easy come easy goes
The water raising, I'm just going with the flow
Versace on my ass, Versace on my toes (my toes)
Jumped out the porch to get it, I ain't ever fold (yeah)
[Lil Yachty & YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
Aye had to learn from my wrongs
90 thousand dollars spent that shit on my thumb, (my thumb)
I've been getting money give a fuck who done seen
I've been getting money give a fuck about the scene
I swear I know this, we got all these bitches choosing, (they choose)
Come to the club and they gotta let my crew in
I swear I know this, you know I'm going with my move thing
Don't need no help I got myself cause I could do this (I can)
Mood Swangs lyrics - Lil Yachty
[Trippie Redd:]
Earl on the beat
Yeah, yeah, ah-ah, yea-ah, yea-ah
Shawty know I do things
Pull up in that two seated coupe thing
Big flexing with your boo thing
Yeah, I switch cars like my mood swings
Yeah, mood swings
Switch cars like my mood swings
Yeah, I switch lanes like my mood swings
Yeah, like my mood swings
Yeah, I switch cars like my mood swings
[Lil Yachty:]
Bought a big Bentley coupe, not no Mulsanne (skrrt)
Used to sip drank, not no champagne (hah, hah)
Got a big AR, let it bang-bang (bang-bang)
Keep that heat inferno like I'm Dante (hah)
Got a new freaky bitch, she so raunchy (she so raunchy)
I'm a rich nigga, I don't go on blind dates (no)
Took the Cuban off, it feel like you lifting weights (hah, hah)
On the blogs dick ridin', don't say shit to my face (hah)
You's a bitch anyway (hah)
[Trippie Redd:]
Shawty know I do things
Pull up in that two seated coupe thing
Big flexing with your boo thing
Yeah, I switch cars like my mood swings
Yeah, mood swings
Switch cars like my mood swings
Yeah, I switch lanes like my mood swings
Yeah, like my mood swings
Yeah, I switch cars like my mood swings
6 AM Freestyle lyrics - Lil Yachty
Get the fuck up off of my dick
Model lil' bitch with no thighs like a toothpick (Ooh)
Gang pointing cannons out the window like a cruise ship
(Pew-pew)
My bitches turned 22 like a Glock clip (Ayy, ayy)
My chain all rose gold like a bullet tip
Niggas turned bitch on the net, they got lots of lips
IPhone twerk, 6 calls in the last hour (Brrr)
Scared to have a bitch 'cause I be dicking niggas housewives, oh
SRT, do a high speed (Skrrt)
Broke bih crip with a High C (Gang)
Snitching on your niggas that's my pet peeve (Man)
Chopper get to singing, Ryan Leslie (Phew-phew-phew-phew)
Ooh, and your bitch a thot, boy, your bitch a thot, hah (Gang)
If she could, she'd sell that pussy up on Etsy (Ooh, hah, hah, gang)
Nah, not a nigga finna check me (Pipe up)
And I don't want no sex, I want that backie, yea-oh (Pipe up)
This AK-47 look so sexy, yea-oh (Du-du-du, grrr!)
You think your bitch is loyal, she gon' text me, yea-oh (Gang)
200 thousand on my neck-piece, oh
I'm a fly young nigga I can't be stopped, huh
Teach these niggas something like a leapfrog (Yeah)
Buzz me through the gate with a keycard (Bzzt!)
All about my Green Bay like I'm B. Favre (Woo)
Gotta make sure that we eat 'cause if not then we starve (Facts)
Huh, that's a fact, nigga (Facts)
Ayy, running with that sack on my back, nigga (Slatt)
Huh,.223 make a nigga scat quicker (Du-du, grrr!)
Hey, get him deleted like a bad picture (Deleted)
Ne-never sold my soul, never sold it, that's a fact (Yeah!)
Gang goes first, keep them bitches in the back (Yeah!)
Wild on my bitches but these bitches they be whack (Yeah!)
Triflin' ass hoes tryna run off with my sack (Who?)
Lil Boat!
Stuffin' dick all up in that bitch lil' throat
"Oh boy, you rich"
Yeah me too, nigga, ditto
Hundred round clip on a Dra-Dra-Draco
Huh, SK, ride 'round with my esés
You ain't seen no M yet, you must be M.I.A
Got that club going up on a Tuesday
Wait that's a dub, I do magic on a Mon-day
NEW GOIN IN lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Quavo)
[Valee:]
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
[Lil Yachty & Quavo:]
Stay with that yappa boy I move with that baby beam (uhh-uh)
330 my bag and my pocket 380
I used to be broke now I own two Mercedes (uh-uh)
I'm good with the ladies
Have you seen my latest?
My greatest, she might be the one for my babies (uhh)
I'm trippin', I fucked then I'm dippin', wait, hold on
I act like a heathen, you send me a twelve (yeah-uh)
Better make sure it's even, no Steven, achieving
You Ripley's believing, deceiving
You thieving ass, fallin' ass niggas I'm leading, I'm breaking in
Bread for my gang, drip the swag and I'm bleeding
I'm all they believe in, I got 'em, they gibbe (yeah)
Got a new watch, that shit cost 'bout 50 times two (yeah)
Got a new truck and it's blue, pay my taxes on time (yeah)
And my credit look good like a jew, but I'm black
Runnin' around town with a sack
You gotta be kidding me, all of these niggas is pussy
I'm walking with Stussy, I'm snatching your bitch
'Cause I know you a rookie, yeah, hoo
I hang with the gang, Migo Gang stack it up like a chimney
Auto-target to my enemy, better get out my vicinity, bitch
(Yeah, yeah)
Run it back-back to back-back to back like a marathon
Brother locked up sellin' gas like a Chevron
All of this ice this shit look like an avalanche
Glacier Boyz, twelve million dollars [?]
I'm a civilian I move with the pilgrims
[?] come fly with that Glock, Robbie Williams
My bitches [?], I need me a jet
Double o seven, I stay with the tech
Tats on my chest, ice on my neck
She fuck it though, I'm out in Buffalo
Keep that shit cool when I'm fucking on another hoe
Patek Philippe, time I got big boy Pakets and VVS diamonds
You said you the shit, but I know that you lyin'
Diamonds be spicy like cayenne pepper
Young nigga ball like Chris Webber
I need the key to my city or [?] or something
I walk in the spot and I got the bitch jumpin'
This bitch off of the molly, it look like she krumping
Big Bentley coupe, got the whole engine running
Talking, just like a reverend
Nigga I don't drive no Chevron
Self-Made lyrics - Lil Yachty
Ch-Charlie Shuffler
Made it out my momma crib, then bought my moms a crib (uh)
Bought myself a chain, kept it short, 'cause I ain't Jibbs (uh)
She gon' let me fuck, she like that "Lil Boat" adlib (Lil Boat!)
And we at Liv (uh), later I'm in her ribs (uh)
I know she your bitch, but I'm up first 'cause I called dibs (uh)
Niggas hate on me because I live the way I do (yo)
Hatin' on a nigga ain't gon' make a better you
Self-made nigga with a self-made crew (yeah)
Take my bitch from D.R. to Peru (uh)
And I'll take my gang from the County to the Moon (uh)
I promise I be ballin' 'till it's 2018 in June (yo)
I'ma keep reckon these chains
Why did I keep callin' me "cunt" (uh)
And she ride, did like a room (uh)
And I drop top like is joinin' (yo)
And I keep ass doin' a good song
I'ma keep tellin' you soon (yo)
Big rocks on my wrist might see a fish dog it's real water (Lil Boat!)
Niggas better hide their daughter (uh)
Real raptor, Vince Carter (yo)
Made it out my momma crib, then bought my moms a crib (uh)
Bought myself a chain, kept it short, 'cause I ain't Jibbs (uh)
She gon' let me fuck, she like that "Lil Boat" adlib (Lil Boat!)
And we at Liv (uh), later I'm in her ribs (uh)
I know she your bitch, but I'm up first 'cause I called dibs (uh)
Niggas hate on me because I live the way I do (yo)
Hatin' on a nigga ain't gon' make a better you
Self-made nigga with a self-made crew (yeah)
Boom! lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Ugly God)
[Lil Yachty & Ugly God:]
30, you a fool for this one
Run it up, mhm
I finally realized why you niggas hatin'
Niggas ain't gettin' no money, man
'Cause when you ain't gettin' no money, you know what I'm sayin', like
You know what I'm sayin', stressed out, you know what I'm sayin'
You stressed out when you get no money
We stressless over here, niggas is stress free
Yup, aye, yup, aye, yup, aye
Yuh, yuh, yuh... damn, yuh, ok, yuh...
[Lil Yachty:]
And that lil' car, it go fast (fast)
And that lil' car, it go zoom (zoom)
That lil' bitch got a fat ass (ass), took that lil' bitch to the room (whoo)
My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms)
Try to take one of my chains (yeah), all you gon' hear is a boom (boom)
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! (damn)
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! (grr)
Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh
Y'all can get hit with the boom (boom)
Don't give a fuck 'bout the bitch, uh
Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr)
[Ugly God:]
I'm like "Whoops", huh
I might peel off in a coupe, huh
Nigga better not take my chain, huh
Blow that bitch up like a nuke, huh
I do this shit for my mama, my mama told me don't forget 'bout my roots (huh)
I just been countin' my commas, talk down I'ma stomp that boy out in my boots (huh)
Hop in the whip and go vroom
Nigga talk down, I go boom
I won't even break a sweat
I'ma just call up my goons
Get yo' ass gone for the low
My shooters gon' ride to the moon
Then I'ma fuck on ya ho
Take that bitch back to the room
Aye, I'ma shoot shots if you talk down on my name
I don't miss shots, but my choppa got aim
Old money, but it don't walk with a cane
VVS diamonds, just talk to my chain
Yeah I beat her back out, it get knocked out the frame
Fuck my old whip, had to cop me a Range
She don't fuck with me right now, but as soon as I drive
Guarantee she gon' fly for the fame
[Lil Yachty:]
And that lil' car, it go fast (fast)
And that lil' car, it go zoom (zoom)
That lil' bitch got a fat ass (ass), took that lil' bitch to the room (whoo)
My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms)
Try to take one of my chains (yeah), all you gon' hear is a boom (boom)
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! (damn)
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! (grr)
Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh
Y'all can get hit with the boom (boom)
Don't give a fuck 'bout the bitch, uh
Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr)
Drop and roll (ooh)
Death row (ooh)
All bosses caught the 420, uh
Gave her that dick, now she love me (ooh)
Gave her that dick, now she love me
Lean in the glass, like it's bubbly, huh
These niggas hate that I'm rich, huh
These niggas hate on my bitch, yeah (fuck it)
Fuck with that fuck up (damn)
Fuck, then I dip, 'cause she stuck up (ooh)
Crowd hands up like a stickup (yeah)
Hit the flick of the wrist, huh
Bank on Lemony Snicket, huh (ooh)
Ice on my neck, cost a ticket, huh (ooh)
Your career rocky like ridges, huh (ooh)
Test me, you gon' need some stitches
That goes for any of you bitches (lil boat)
Chopsticks (ooh)
Nigga, get beat up in the moshpits (yeah)
Leave a nigga lumpy, like cheese grits (yeah)
Dick 'bout as long as four fish sticks (ooh)
Middle finger to a cop
Racist pig that can suck on my cock
Big rocks all inside of my watch
That's not a Rolex, my nigga, that's Swatch
And that lil' car, it go fast (yeah)
And that lil' car, it go zoom (zoom)
That lil' bitch got a fat ass (ass), took that lil' bitch to the room (whoo)
My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms)
Try to take one of my chains (yeah), all you gon' hear is a boom (boom)
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! (skr, skr)
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! (skr, skr)
Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh
Y'all can get hit with the boom (boom)
Don't give a fuck 'bout the bitch, uh
Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr)
Oops lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. K$upreme & 2 Chainz)
Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin' it
[Lil Yachty:]
Never needed nothin', nigga
Canary yellow diamonds like the wrapper of a Butterfinger
Hit him, then my brother follow up, that's a double stinger
Told the bitch, "True", she runnin' 'round like it's Jerry Springer
It could be an opera singer
Two speedin' tickets in a month, that's the Bentley Coupe
Split the check in half with the gang, that's what brothers do
Check a bitch, checkmate, check please, hoo!
Two cribs, six cars, under 22
[K$upreme, Lil Yachty & 2 Chainz:]
Oops, oops, ooh
Fuck a nigga's bitch, I'm like, "Oops" (oops)
Pass her to the gang, nigga, that's an alley-oop (oop)
Ridin' 'round town in an all-white coupe (yeah)
Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah)
You was buyin' Polos, I was buyin' coupes
Oops, oops, oops, oops (Yeah, 2 Chainz)
[2 Chainz:]
Lames still rockin' them Ray-Bans (Ray-Bans)
Them sure look like Ray-Bans (woo)
Took a brick, then got a spray tan (hah)
Represent the A like a exam
Live from the block, shine in the dark
Grind a la carte, time on the clock
Can't get it back, where you niggas at?
Sold so many z's, can't take a nap (tell 'em)
Tired of the fraternize
I am as real as they advertise (yeah)
I like the pussy with sanitize (true)
She left her thong, tried to sabatoge
Bitch, you know I got a main (got a main)
I got my pockets on Country Kane
Gator shit on like a Florida game
If you spill somethin' on me, I wouldn't get a stain
Oops, oops
[K$upreme & Lil Yachty:]
Oops, oops, ooh
Fuck a nigga's bitch, I'm like, "Oops" (oops)
Pass her to the gang, nigga, that's an alley-oop (oop)
Ridin' 'round town in an all-white coupe (yeah)
Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah)
You was buyin' Polos, I was buyin' coupes
Oops, oops, oops, oops
[Lil Yachty:]
Racks up, fat knots
Deep bass, big watch
Six cars, young Yacht
Too rich, clean stitch (woo)
Lean fixed, grill-less
New whip black as Seal, sis
Diamonds all real, sis
Yo' daughter my gutter, bitch
The belly gettin' bigger (woo)
Might put some ice on my trigger (huh)
Choppa start singin' like Trigga (Trigga)
Don't fuck with me, nigga
Yeah, late night, I'm out with your bitch
Someone took a pic, ooh (yuh)
What that is up on my wrist?
That's a whole brick, Lil Boat (hoo)
[K$upreme & Lil Yachty:]
Oops, oops, ooh
Fuck a nigga's bitch, I'm like, "Oops" (oops)
Pass her to the gang, nigga, that's an alley-oop (oop)
Ridin' 'round town in an all-white coupe (yeah)
Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah)
You was buyin' Polos, I was buyin' coupes
Oops, oops, oops, oops
Talk To Me Nice lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Quavo)
[Lil Yachty & Quavo:]
DJ Durel
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
[Lil Yachty:]
Ayy, I bang with the main man (man)
Had the same gang since the play pin (pin)
No crystal lake, no Jason (Jason)
I see more Ms than a Mason logo (yeah)
Got a white bitch but I call her coco (yeah)
Tint so dark, I done front the four door (skrrt)
20 years old, I'm 12 years in
I'm fuckin' this hoe from the west end (yeah)
Add up them numbers, they packin' (yeah)
Check so big, make baby backspin
Fade around, play, get your butt chin (pew, pew)
Sleep with the chopper on the nightstand (yeah)
Seats in the coupe, gettin' suntan (yeah)
Stay with the stip like I'm sand man
[Quavo:]
Fuck with the move (movie)
Gang got the shoot (woo)
15 thousand (yeah, yeah)
Just for some shoes (cash)
Put it on a sprinter (sprinter)
Put it on a lil boat (lil boat)
This is not a rental (no)
I own this hoe (this hoe)
Yeah, look at these prices (prices)
Look at the ice and the way I rock these jewels
Talk to me nice (nice)
Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through
Talk to me nice (woo)
Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through
Talk to me nice (nice)
Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through
(Huncho!)
Niggas get shot (shoot)
At the alpha cloud (cloud)
Pull up to the spot (spot)
Kitchen flooded out (flooded)
Niggas love thots (woo)
Stirfry, cookin' pots (stirfry)
Lobos, they bobo, huh
MOBOs, dinner, watch
Fuck on a white and red logo (smash)
Fuck nigga sound with the popos
I could still go back to the hood (hood)
And then step out and autograph photos (photos)
Gelato, biscotti, biscotto (biscotto)
Coupe too low, got pot holes
That show girl on the low my hoe
Got 8 rings, on no GEICO (GEICO)
Fuck with the move (movie)
Gang got the shoot (woo)
15 thousand (yeah, yeah)
Just for some shoes (cash)
Put it on a sprinter (sprinter)
Put it on a lil boat (lil boat)
This is not a rental (no)
I own this hoe (this hoe)
Yeah, look at these prices (prices)
Look at the ice and the way I rock these jewels
Talk to me nice (nice)
Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through
Talk to me nice (woo)
Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through
Talk to me nice (nice)
Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through
[Lil Yachty:]
(Lil Boat)
En guard, I stay with the fire
Runnin' round talkin' the F with the fire
That boy a lil bitch, I could transfer the wire
These broke ass rappers need rap for hire
It's Yachty, bitch, can you tell me who's flyer?
Rebound me a bitch in the esquire
She say the label the empire
Young, rich nigga, I inspire
And I need that
Never ask no one for feedback
Got a bitch that sign niggas off
Shawty love stay in rat traps
Shawty love eatin' rat snacks
At the crib with a F&N
Got a 223 and they don't kick back
Make a million and then I sit back
[Quavo:]
Fuck with the move (movie)
Gang got the shoot (woo)
15 thousand (yeah, yeah)
Just for some shoes (cash)
Put it on a sprinter (sprinter)
Put it on a lil boat (lil boat)
This is not a rental (no)
I own this hoe (this hoe)
Yeah, prices
Get Money Bros. lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Tee Grizzley)
30, you a fool for this
Lil Boat
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Lil Yachty:]
Burn his ass out like a skillet
All that shit talking online gone and kill it
Throw them legs up and I promise I'll drill it
Whip wasn't high enough, I told 'em lift it
Check wasn't high enough, I told 'em lift it
Bought bro a Rolly 'cause my brother gifted
That pussy pretty but I still gotta sniff it
Whole team got chains on, I call that certificate
Where your money lil' nigga?
Wearin' 10 chains don't make your diamonds bigger
Look at my ring, that's a 80
Fuck a Vlive when I'm ball wit' Lil Baby
Born in '97 my bitch from the 80s
She drive a young nigga crazy
[Tee Grizzley:]
I'm from Detroit between Evergreen and Southfield Road
Money long as six mile, fuck nigga, but you know I'm so Joy Road
Shit I seen in my hood made me the type to sneak into awards with my pole
300 million, I got that in cash, 400K, got that in gold
Crib came with a sauna
Beam came on the Mac
200 miles a hour, this a Hellcat not a Scat
We ain't cosignin' no rats, talkin' to the cops the only time these niggas state facts
Leave a nigga brains in his lap, he was driving chopper, put him in the back
[Lil Yachty:]
We the young niggas gettin' money, yeah
Everybody 'round us gettin' money, yeah
Niggas in the back, they gunnin', yeah
VVS diamonds so stunning, yeah
A bitch nigga mad, well, so?
We the fuckin' get money bros
Gotta get guap gotta get it
Used to ride 'round baggin' hoes in a Civic
Now I pick and choose I'm so specific
Shawty slurp nut like a Blueberry Mistic
Watch where you steppin'
Bang what you bang, nigga, rep what you reppin'
Don't you dare ever doubt me with yo' left hand
Respect my pimpin', I'm ball like I'm Pippen
[Tee Grizzley:]
My Uber actin' so janky right now, bro come pick yo' bitch up
You pull up on tip, I'ma headshot you, then gotta pick yo' shit up
My diamonds so white, I was whippin' the dope, almost got it mixed up
I shaved off my firin' pin, it was one shot, now it got the hiccups
[Lil Yachty:]
We the young niggas gettin' money, yeah
Everybody 'round us gettin' money, yeah
Niggas in the back, they gunnin', yeah
VVS diamonds so stunning, yeah
A bitch nigga mad, well, so?
We the fuckin' get money bros
Count Me In lyrics - Lil Yachty
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Bangin' out the mothafuckin' back door
Yeah, you sippin' but you not sippin' Act though (facts)
Double C's on my feet, Gangbanging B's (gang)
Make a bitch touch her knees, she was Vietnamese (hah!)
Crew of bitches poppin' percs, E's and triple C's (huh)
Off top, gimme top 'cause you just a sleaze (slurp)
She want head, she want head, I said, "nigga please" (hah)
Touch my riches, you'll get stitches, you think talk is cheap (brr)
I been flexing for a while now (whoo)
Stripper bitches tryna trap me for a child now, yeah
And this clip got 12 left, like a dial now (pew pew pew)
If I get robbed, 911 who I don't dial now, yeah (brrr)
Rap niggas tryna steal my style (hah!) (huh)
Stacking shit, call me Yachty Rothschild
Bet it like a game of poker, poker face Code Lyoko
These niggas po-po, Benz sit on 24-4's (skrr)
That shit go skrt, skrt, she eat nut like a burger
She said, "it's sweet", she said, "it's sweet, just like nectar" (yeah)
I walk around the city of Atlanta with a vector (brr)
Ayy, these niggas got me hot
Dumb bitch don't you ever dare pop up at my spot (no)
Talking 'bout you mad
That's some shots at yo dad
I ain't here to conversate if it ain't 'bout a dollar (cha ching)
Number 9 on my jeans, my watch cost an Impala (gang)
I done gave so much knowledge, I done turned to a father (goddamn)
And my brother from the south, on the run he's a robber (yeah)
Kickin' doors, bangin' hoes, had to stay 10 toes (whoo)
In Miami, in that penthouse fuckin' on 10 hoes (whoo)
Ayy, fuck wit me (yeah)
I'm rich as hell, yo bitch love on me (gang)
You don't have to like me
Just don't talk, just don't fuck with me (fuck it)
Ayy, uh, had to get it out the Civic (yeah)
It's just more pussy boy please be specific (for real)
And my new young bitch pussy on Pacific
Had to get a new account numbers look terrific (hah)
And yeah you can count me in
Fuckin' on some hoes, you can count me in
Hittin' up them stores, you can count me in
Rollin' in a Rolls, you can count me in
Yah, you can count me in
And yah you can count me in
Fuckin' on some hoes, you can count me in
Hittin' up them stores, you can count me in (yeah)
Rollin' in a Rolls, you can count me in (skrr, skrr)
Yah, you can count me in
She Ready lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. PnB Rock)
Earl on the beat...
(30, you a fool for this one)
[PnB Rock & Lil Yachty:]
She say she wanna be my main boo, ayy
She think she ready to be famous, yah
She say she wanna be my wife, yah
She think ready for this life, yeah yeah
You really think you ready for this life? (woah)
I just wanna know if you gon' ride (woah)
I just wanna know if you gon' ride for me
Paparazzi taking picture, you on the side of me
[Lil Yachty:]
Quick camouflage, brand new in this black Benz truck, ridin' fast
Don't you dare ever look back
I can change your life
Gotta make sure that you right for me
Make your wildest dreams everyday reality
Ooh, everyday steak is for dinner
Having good sex in a Sprinter
Your last nigga was a renter
Well girl, I'm a buyer
Pirelli all on my tires
I'll tell your boss you quit if you not already fired
I Love gettin' wires
Count 'em up, count 'em up, count
All these Ms in my account
Lift up the truck up with a mount
Hitting home runs like Jeter
'Bout to go cop me a brand new two seater
I been knew that she was an eater
That's why I fuck with you
I feel like I'm stuck with you
I need you to come on through
Just pass this test or two
[PnB Rock & Lil Yachty:]
She say she wanna be my main bitch, ayy
She think she ready to be famous, yah
She say she wanna be my wife, yah
She think ready for this life, yeah yeah
You really think you ready for this life? Woah (woah)
I just wanna know if you gon' ride, woah (ah)
I just wanna know if you gon' ride for me
Paparazzi taking picture, you on the side of me
[PnB Rock:]
All these camera lights
Shawty, welcome to the lights
All these diamonds, all this ice
Shawty, I gon' treat you right (yah)
You could be my main
Introduce you to the fame
Fetch you on a private plane
Shawty, just don't ever change
And we can go straight to the top
We can be counting this guap
And we can be taking trips to different cities
And its just me and you all in a drought
I just copped that new McLaren
Oh, that's that new Gucci you wearin' (Gucci)
Just copped some new titties and imagine a new ass as well, these niggas they staring
And they mad 'cause you only with me
You keep that pussy soaking for me
And I only care what they got to say
Cause you out in the open with me
When I usually keep it low-key
Girl, you're making it hard for me
Girl, you look like a star with me
[PnB Rock & Lil Yachty:]
She say she wanna be my main bitch, ayy
She think she ready to be famous, yah
She say she wanna be my wife (be my wife)
She think ready for this life, yeah yeah
You really think you ready for this life? (woah)
I just wanna know if you gon' ride (woah)
I just wanna know if you gon' ride for me
Paparazzi taking picture on the side of me
Love Me Forever lyrics - Lil Yachty
Hit 'em with the jab
Buddah Bless this beat
Love me today
Love me forever
Ride with me, bae
Ridin' forever
Love me today
Love me forever
Love me to day, love me today, love me today
Love me forever
Ride with me, bae
Ridin' forever
Love me today, love me today
Will you love me today?
Love me forever
What type of time you want?
Make you fall in love by the time you gone
I'm not tryna play wit' you, baby, I'm too grown
Gettin' too much guap
Put diamonds in your watch
Baby girl, you look good in that hotel top
Drop the top on the coupe and do donuts in the lot
Hold it down for me
Baby, watch my back, these niggas plottin' on me
Both of us are bosses, that's why you ride with me
Love me today
Love me forever
Ride with me, bae
Ridin' forever
Love me to today
Love me forever
Love me to today, love me to today, love me to today
Love me forever
Ride with me, bae
Ridin' forever
Love me today, love me today
Will you love me today?
Love me forever
Das Cap lyrics - Lil Yachty
You ever looked at a nigga like who was just poppin', poppin' shit and you just knew, knew that nigga was broke?
Broke ass nigga
Das Cap, talkin' online you get Cap
My young nigga keep a scrap
Drive with a scrap on his lap
Fuck posting up in the trap
I'm finna cop me an island, yeah
I put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cos of rap
Yeah, bitch I ain't renting and I hop in a Bentley and it ain't got no ceiling
You mad? Fuck ya feelings
Bitch I ain't renting and I hop in a Bentley and it ain't got no ceiling
You mad? Fuck ya feelings
All my niggas be wildin'
Stay with the cannon, the gang wildin' out
Nigga don't talk about stylin'
I stay with the drip, put it all on my mouth
New coupe it came with twin turbo
Sendin' on bullets like Tony Romo
Put that bitch on the syrup, it's slow-mo
Pullin' off with the gang in a photo
Check, check, check, check, check, check, check it out
I'm with the static like radio
Why do your pistol shoot vertical?
Man you niggas ain't shootin' at nobody man. You niggas shootin' in air man. All these niggas do is flodge, flake, and beef through text. Man these niggas is hoes. Niggas ain't gettin' no goddamn money man. Das cap, this niggas ain't, this niggas ain't gettin' no fuckin' money
Das Cap, talkin' online you get Cap
My young nigga keep a scrap
Drive with a scrap on his lap
Fuck posting up in the trap
I'm finna cop me an island, yeah
I put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cos of rap
Yeah, bitch I ain't renting and I hop in a Bentley and it ain't got no ceiling
You mad? Fuck ya feelings
Bitch I ain't renting and I hop in a Bentley and it ain't got no ceiling
You mad? Fuck ya feelings
Okay, I'm tryna fuck a new bitch
I'm tryna make a new flip
Hittin' home runs like Chip
Yeah, fuck with the nigga
Fuck with my money, we may had to cut us a nigga
Ain't no debate with none of y'all niggas
22 diamonds they shine in the picture
Menthol, shorty blow dick like Newport
Hundred thousand dollars in a Jansport
Stackin' money tall make it camp fort
Fuck it
Man, man you know the world would be a lot more truthful if you had to pay a lie man. You niggas be lyin' all day man. Just talkin' for no reason. Cappin' this, cappin' that, I don't understand that, you never capped on nothin'. I'm the youngest nigga, I mean everything I say, I do what I say you feel me?
Das Cap, talkin' online you get Cap
My young nigga keep a scrap
Drive with a scrap on his lap
Fuck posting up in the trap
I'm finna cop me an island, yeah
I put myself on the map
Rich and it ain't 'cos of rap
Yeah, bitch I ain't renting and I hop in a Bentley and it ain't got no ceiling
You mad? Fuck ya feelings
Bitch I ain't renting and I hop in a Bentley and it ain't got no ceiling
You mad? Fuck ya feelings
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah skrt
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