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Nessly & Lil Yachty – Guacamole

[Chorus: Nessly]
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah

[Verse 1: Nessly]
Niggas heard I got the Benz and they right
They always say the truth will come to the light
Nigga hatin’, I’ma cum on his wife
Don’t you think I don’t know where you reside
Spent the morning in a cop car
Now a nigga in a flight
Shawty know that I’m a rockstar
She just wanna live the life
Nigga say he sellin’ real Act
Hit the lean up with the light
Hit my liter with the Sprite
Put my lean up on the ice, yeah

[Chorus: Nessly]
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
He said he heard I was a phony
Askin’ if my jacket stoney
None of my bitches be boney
Nipples built like pepperoni
Most these rapers tryna clone me
I remember bein’ lonely
Now these bitches tryna bone me
Daddy used to stay in Zone 3
Ninety thousand on the wedding ring
But I ain’t gettin’ paid no time soon
Shawty suck me like a vacuum
Her ass hot like it’s the middle June
Look at all this guacamole
Sock in her mouth like I’m in Follies
Guap all in a nigga’s pockets, thighs look like they swollen
Lil Boat

[Chorus: Nessly]
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah

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Lil Yachty & Young Thug – On Me

[Intro]
Earl on the beat
Like any problems, is there any problems
Yeah, yeah
Jeffery
Lil Boat

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty & Young Thug]
Is there any problems (any problems)
Any bottles (any bottles)
Any models (any models)
That like to swallow (like to swallow)
Like gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Talkin’ gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Keep extended clips (yeah, yeah)
And they filled with hollows (brrt, brrt)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Twenty-two hoes on me (ayy)
Twenty-two clothes on me (oh)
Twenty-two golds on me (ayy)
Twenty-two broads on me (keep broads on me)
Givin’ you swag for free
Learn how to dress from me (how to dress from me)
Keepin’ these hoes beneath
Keepin’ ’em beneath my feet (okay)
I done got back on (that backbone)
I done got back on (okay)
Gettin’ my racks on (racks)
I’m gettin’ to the bag holmes (okay)
Chanel my backbone (Chanel)
Chanel on my backbones (Chanel on my backbones)
Read my texts (yeah)
Better read my texts (yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
(Lil Boat!)
Country Thomas made Billy a promise (okay)
Ayy, say he never let a bitch divide their commas (facts)
Before they got rich they was some roadrunners
Puttin’ pipe in niggas’ bitches like a full plumber
They think a nigga stupid, I’ma act dumber (act dumber)
The whip seen more donuts than the nigga Homer (skrrt)
Ayy, drop her off at 5ths, tell her take a trip (take a trip)
Then I take her back home and nut on her lips

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Any problems
Any bottles (any bottles)
Any models (any models)
That like to swallow (like to swallow)
Like gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Talkin’ gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Keep extended clips (pew pew)
And they filled with hollows (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Twenty-two hoes on me (ayy)
Twenty-two clothes on me (oh)
Twenty-two golds on me (ayy)
Twenty-two broads on me (keep broads on me)
Givin’ you swag for free
Learn how to dress from me (how to dress from me)
Keepin’ these hoes beneath
Keepin’ ’em beneath my feet (okay)
I done got back on (that backbone)
I done got back on (okay)
Gettin’ my racks on (racks)
I’m gettin’ to the bag holmes (okay)
Chanel my backbone (Chanel)
Chanel on my backbones (Chanel on my backbones)
Read my texts (yeah)
Better read my texts (yeah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Catch me fucking on a jet (woah, woah, woah)
Catch me fucking on a jet (woah, woah, woah)
Bitch, these flooded Pateks on me
Can’t buy all that (woah, woah, woah)
Flyer than a eagle and a seagull and I’m on a jet (woah, woah, woah)
Left wrist sittin’ on bricks (woah, woah, woah)
I’ll put these racks on your kids (woah, woah, woah)
Know you got a real big bag, don’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
You think about a Jag, don’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
You’re poppin’ these tags, don’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
Makin’ love to the dick, won’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
You’ll slurp a nigga’s dick, won’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
You’ll squirt in my bed, won’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
You’ll suck it through the fence, won’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
You’ll swallow my kids, won’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
Won’t you?
I was on a helicopter
Cartier like binoculars
I was feedin’ a bitch lobsters
Santan’ like Dockers
I was drinkin’ too much, err
We was killin’ baller blockers
I was drippin’ in Nautica, err, err, err

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Is it any problems
Any bottles (any bottles)
Any models (any models)
That like to swallow (like to swallow)
Like gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Talkin’ gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Keep extended clips (pew pew)
And they filled with hollows (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Twenty-two hoes on me (ayy)
Twenty-two clothes on me (oh)
Twenty-two golds on me (ayy)
Twenty-two broads on me (keep broads on me)
Givin’ you swag for free
Learn how to dress from me (how to dress from me)
Keepin’ these hoes beneath
Keepin’ ’em beneath my feet (okay)
I done got back on (that backbone)
I done got back on (okay)
Gettin’ my racks on (racks)
I’m gettin’ to the bag holmes (okay)
Chanel my backbone (Chanel)
Chanel on my backbones (Chanel on my backbones)
Read my texts (yeah)
Better read my texts (yeah)

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Lil Pump – Back Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
217 on the track, man
Lil Boat
Yeah, yeah, ooh
Huh, yeah, huh, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
I fuck that bitch in a Cadillac, ooh
After that she didn’t know how to act, ooh
Back then I used to be quarterback
Go to the bank and I pull out 100 racks
Put the AR in the trunk of my Pontiac
Want me fo’ sho, bitch I’m chargin’ ’bout 40 bands
I’m into trappin’, I’m shippin’ out hella packs
Diamonds dance so crazy, ooh
Your diamonds so fugazi, ooh
Bitch said the crash is the 80, yeah
I just bought a brand new Mercedes, huh
In the kitchen whippin’ up babies, ooh
In the kitchen whippin’ up babies, yeah
And I got a bitch named Hailey, huh
And I got a bitch named Hailey (brr)

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Lil Yachty]
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Lil Boat
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Young rich nigga need a dick rode
Hit it from the back, make her jump like a hiccup
Bang, bang, bang, like ya knockin’ on the front door
Bitch brown skin like a muhfuckin’ [?]
Used to post at the Citgo, uh
Now I got chips in the Citgo, uh
Now I got a wrist like a igloo, huh
And it glow like a disco ball
Bih, bend it over like your shoe’s untied
Side bitch still got a iPhone 5
Main bitch still got a iPhone 7
Still caught a uzi pistol or a MAC-11
Still fuck a nigga main bitch while I got my own bitch
And I better still make it up to Heaven, uh
I’ma have a kid just to dress him up real bougie
To the seven, goddamn, I’m a reverend
Lil Boat, Lil Pump

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh

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A$AP Ferg & Ski Mask The Slump God – ILoveYourAunt

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Rassclaat, big tunes selector!
Perfecto!
Ayy ayy ayy, huh, huh

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Been in the booth for days
I’m in a coupe with Dave
Roof on the ‘Rari gone
Hit it like Barry Bonds
I’m like a deadly arm
Spit it like d-d-d-d-d-d-dit!
Your bitch on my dick and she kissin’ the tip
Diamonds is blue, repping the Crip
I’m in Dior, rockin’ that Rick
Getting her top, rubbin’ her clit
Fuck a lil broad, she with the clique
Hammer go off, I’ma go click
Still live in Harlem, but I’m so rich
I go retarded, where my helmet?
Diamonds is froze, I need a mint

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God & A$AP Ferg]
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
I gave her wood, just like a stump
Just like a camel, her back have a hump
Got dick on her head, just like a lump
Just like a honey she suck on my cum
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
I gave her wood, just like a stump
I hit your head with the back of the pump
Nigga you dead, you is a bum
Back in the day, would’ve tooken your lunch

[Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God & A$AP Ferg]
I put pearls all on my easy breezy cover lover girls
Lavagirl, way you look upon my bitch’s magnificent curls
Smell like hurl, [?]
Smokin’ on a Backwood pearled
And like Mrs. Pearl, I’m with Lil Boat
Want a damn big boat, Burberry peacoat
Flow like Pandico, matter fact Diesel, yup
Gas, diamonds illegal, yuh
Digital dash, he still in that Beetle, yup
Nigga be fly, just like a beetle, yuh
Paula McCartney, your girl like Atari, no
Your bitch is my darling, eat dick like she starving, yep
Just like she Britney, she wanna clean my dick head like
I’m in her kitty, but I still treat pussy like I’ll go broke
Bobby and Whitney, smoking that dick she addicted to pipe
Death always near me, like Billy, Mandy, Grim Reaper and a scythe

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God & A$AP Ferg]
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
I gave her wood, just like a stump
Just like a camel, her back have a hump
Got dick on her head, just like a lump
Just like a honey she suck on my cum
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?
I gave her wood, just like a stump
I hit your head with the back of the pump
Nigga you dead, you is a bum
Back in the day, would’ve tooken your lunch

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Lil Yachty – Fineto Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Lil Boat, ayy
Ayy, yuh

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face

[Verse 1: Reggie Mills]
Why so sour the beat?
Ski mask, no face no case
Straight to the top I don’t wait
Getting the top in the Wraith
She give the sloppiest face
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Touching the cheddar like [?]
Ain’t nothing that’s better [?]
I fuck on your bitch I make that pussy wetter
My diamonds they shine like a glacier
Off-white with the V long
They told me stop but I keep going
Gas, wax, smoking the [?]
You get her I got her again
Dick in her throat, I put dick in your hoe
Niggas be acting like hoes without hoes for the hoes

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face

[Verse 2: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Tell the truth!
Who, me? Well the truth hurts
And my scars is the motherfucking proof
Irk, skrrt
Sound of the [?] seat
When I lean in the panoramic coupe
Uh, burp
Niggas feel a little bit gassy
Stomach on knot knot
Sippin’ on Wock Wock
Rollie on a nigga don’t tick-tock
I smell Fugazi coming from your wristwatch
Niggas mad, bitch I’m glad like a bag, thirty-thousand
Don’t forget I’m on your ass like some grass
Make his face kiss my knuckles like some brass
Vroom-vroom, what I’m smoking nitrous gas
Lil bitch!

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face

[Bridge: Lil Yachty]
Lil Boat
Straight in your face
Lil Boat
Straight in your face

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face
I do not fuck with these niggas, ayy
I do not fuck with these niggas
Clip to his lip if he fuck with my figures
I feel like [?] ’cause I keep me a trigger
Nigga mad ’cause his bitch want a picture
Don’t be mad nigga get up your way
Goyard on a young nigga’s waist
Twenty-thousand put it straight in your face

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Lil Boat
Straight in your face

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Nicky D’s – New Day (feat. Young Thug & Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, know I got that white kid with me, nigga, know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t gon’ waist no time, nigga
Right to it

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 1: Nicky D’s]
Lots of duplicates, yeah all my bitches come in twos now
She say, "You a lil’ stressed so just lay back," man what a true pal
I done been in some real shootouts
Places that you cannot move ’round
Blowin’ on pack and it’s cool loud
All of my homies scream uptown
I just thought you should know a few things about the kid
If I hit it once you gon’ feel it all around your ribs
You just wanna fuck ’cause you heard about the D rich
It’s a new day, and I’m in the kitchen whippin’ like a soufflé
Got a Creole lil’ shawty, my new bae
She be at the crib like a roommate
When I tell you pull up

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Got a lil’, got a lil’ bitch from Lil Haiti
Watch her go wipe that lil’ baby (lil’ baby)
Would I share money with you? That’s a no
My nigga, that’s not a maybe (no)
Top of the buildin’, coolin’, I be chillin’
I see the pavilion, I fuck up a million (pew, pew, pew)
My rides all dirty, I feel like Chamillion
I run up that sack for my future children, gang
I’m (Lil Boat) finna (Lil Boat) have to (Lil Boat) run it up
Back that ass back like a dump truck (beep)
Niggas be hatin’ that I’m up (yeah)
They ain’t want me to win, but I did (no)
Make that bitch squirt like a squid (squirt)
That bitch got makeup over my white cover
I fought like I fuck her, don’t fall like I love her
All of these pussy rap niggas be suckas
Ain’t goin’ out like that, no

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

[Verse 3: Nicky D’s]
Thugger brought lean and Yachty got Sprite
Now we in commercials like we takin’ flights
But I be in PJs like sleepin’ at night
I be in PJs like sleepin’ at night
Haters be talkin’ like they got the right
But I be confused like…
What? Fuck is you speakin’ on? Who is you schemin’ on?
Peep your whole convo like speakerphone (yah)
Know that sideways shit
They be talkin’ ’bout every fuckin’ time that my back turned
Yeah all you pussy cats need a pap smear
Like Papoose, I ain’t ever dropped a wack verse
Last hearse came for a body I caught
They ain’t even make it up to the lobby at all
It’s obvious, dog, I’m prolly the one ’cause they be callin’ me up
You want a verse then slide me the fuzz?
I give a fuck
It’s a new day err day
We goin’ up like doors in a Merci’
Nights like a kid on a first date
When a verse lay everybody screw their face up in the worst way
I put on for Ireland
Bitches in Dublin get wet like a fireman
All the Leviathan say that you ballin’ and buy it then
Or take your tongue and just bite it then
Hush little baby, you rappers is hoes
Attracted to hoes that be smashin’ my folk
I’m used to the cold, I adapted to woes
But we all be like, "who you actin’ a fool?"
These questions need answers
Bet all your bands up
I got ’em bop like a hansom
Young D’s got jokes like a hansom
Tell ’em all hold up like ransom

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Yachty]
I play in Bentleys while you playin’ 2K (2K)
Count up some digits, drop ’em on your toupee (toupee)
I mix that Actavis with some lil’ Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid, lean, lean)
I took your bitch from her, she earned a new name (call her…)
Get inside that bitch, then go Mike it like a champagne (inside that bitch)
Earned all my racks, now I rock gold like a Ace of Spades (Ace of Spades)
Fell in love with a brick, fuck you hoes on a bad day (ayy, ayy)
She a dime and hair grey, cuff her, goin’ out like OJ
Lil Boat, Lil Boat
Like OJ (Lil Boat)

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Steve Aoki – Night Call (feat. Lil Yachty & Migos) (Steve Aoki Presents Kolony Album)

When the night call, yeah
I call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)

Offset!
When the night call
We can link up, we can all ball (ball!)
Molly, Xans and all, 3-2-1 then we takin’ off
If you came to party, pour champagne we can drink Bacardi
And I’m ‘bout to go in, rave in the crowd Michael Phelps I dive in (rave-rave)
When the night call, night call
Roll the dice dawg, dice dawg (the dice!)
Hoppin’ in the white frog (white frog)
Livin’ like a outlaw (outlaw)
Shorty got a tight jaw
When the night call night call, yeah

When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)

When the night call pick up the phone
When the night call pick up the phone
Past 2 I’m an animal
My bitch ride bone like a cannibal
My party crazy like carnivals
Pull up them birds like a cardinal
I run up my sack check my cardio
Bitch it’s Quavo and it’s Lil Boat
Steve Aoki with the finger roll
Basketball like a Seminole
In my party we fuck any hoe
In my party we fuck your hoe
When the night calls drop everything that’s done and run
We’re gon’ party ’til the sun come
No cameras just us
Put your drinks in the air
We don’t care who’s here
We don’t care who’s here ’cause we having fun in the bedroom
Give a fuck ’bout your feelings
Middle finger to a villain
Split his wig back now he peelin’
Donald his hoe like that nigga named Trump

When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)

I wanna start up a riot (riot!)
I wanna fat out your tires
Steve Aoki throw the cake (Steve!)
I wanna throw me a pie (pie!)
That’s only when the night call yeah (night call!)
I wanna p-p-pipe y’all up
She wanna fuck but don’t know me (Smash!)
I put the ice in the Rollie (ice!)
I’m a champion Kobe (champion!)
It’s Migos Migos Steve Aoki (o!)
Play with that key like piano (ki!)
I’m in the jungle like Rambo (ju!)
Jump off the stage, Geronimo
Your pockets is dry like camel

When the night call, yeah
I call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)

Night call, diamonds shine with the lights off
Night brawl I’mma spray like Lysol
Thot bitch that ain’t my type nah (nah!)
Bad bitch pipe down for a pipe yah (pipe!)
I’mma need a con with no flaw (con!)
Lookin’ at my diamonds no flaws (diamonds!)
Wanna go to war we can fight for Geico
All I gotta do is make one call (one!)
When I walk in, they applaud
Big back end, homie never did frauds
Staring at my heart ’cause she never seen stars
Lookin’ at the door wanna know how they ajar
Night call yeah we know that
Migo makin’ sure they pullin’ out Kodaks (flash!)
The trophy is Skydweller Rolex
My life is written in books like a codex

When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)

This time I’mma show you somethin’
This time I’mma pour it up (pull it up)
This time I’mma light it up (light it up)
This time I’mma light it up (light it up)
That’s only when night call yeah (only when night call)
Did the night call, night call yeah

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Playboi Carti – WWTW Lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Ooo, oh lord

[Hook: Gleesh and Playboi Carti]
Lord, lord
Oh lord, lord
Ooo, ooo, oh lord
…with the work
I’m working with the work (let’s go)
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go), aye
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go), aye
Working with the work (let’s go), aye
I’m working with the work (let’s go), aye
Aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye, aye (let’s go)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Ooo
Cause I want to, fucked her cause I want to (might just fuck yo)
Cause I want to, designer cause I want to
Bitches fucking, bitches fucking, bitches money
I got money, come get money, some of this money
Money do something, I be in the trap, gotcho thotty
Fucking Carti for his clouty, yah, yah (what)

[Hook: Gleesh and Playboi Carti]
Lord, lord
Oh lord, lord
Ooo, ooo, oh lord
…with the work
I’m working with the work (let’s go)
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Working with the work (let’s go) aye
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye, aye (let’s go)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Lil Boat, oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord
I be frightful, fall like white doves
All these niggas scrubs
It was just me and Chub in a black beamer
Riding down the eway he was holding steam
Gleechy, Gleechy that’s my dog
He keep 2 red beams
I love residue, I love her face like a crackbeam
Brainstorm high be the richest team
I done fucked every bitch that was in my dreams
Make that pussy cream, make the prettiest bitches scream
Oh lord you blessed me with all these things
Twenty bands racked up in a nigga jeans
Came up off a ???
Lil Boat ??? I’m out

[Hook: Gleesh and Playboi Carti]
Lord, lord
Oh lord, lord
Ooo, ooo, oh lord
…with the work
I’m working with the work (let’s go)
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Working with the work (let’s go) aye
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye, aye (let’s go)

[Outro]
Ooo, oh lord
Lord, lord
Oh lord, lord
Ooo, ooo, oh lord
…with the work
I’m working with the work (let’s go)
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Working with the work (let’s go)
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Working with the work (let’s go) aye
I’m working with the work (let’s go) aye
Aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye (let’s go)
Aye, aye (let’s go) aye, aye, aye (let’s go)

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Steve Aoki – Night Call (feat. Lil Yachty & Migos)

[Intro]
Wo wo wo woo
Steve Aoki

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Woo! Woo! Woo! Brrrrrrrrt

[Verse 1: Offset]
Offset!
When the night call
We can link up, we can all ball (ball!)
Molly, xans and all, 3-2-1 and we takin’ all
If we came to party, pour champagne we can drink Bacardi
And I’m ‘bout to go in, rave in the crowd Michael Phelps I dive in (rave-rave)
When the night call, night call
Roll the dice dawg, dice dawg (the dice!)
Hoppin’ in the white frog (white frog)
Livin’ like a outlaw (outlaw)
Shorty got a tight jaw
When the night call night call, yeah

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
When the night call pick up the phone
When the night call pick up the phone
Past 2 I’m an animal
My bitch ride bone like a cannibal
My party crazy like carnivals
Pull up them birds like a cardinal
I run up my sack check my cardio
Bitch it’s Quavo and it’s Lil Boat
Steve Aoki with the finger roll
Basketball like a seminole
In my party we fuck any hoe
In my party we fuck your hoe
When the night calls drop everything that’s done and run
We’re gon’ party ’til the sun come
No cameras just us
Put your drinks in the air
We don’t care who’s here
We don’t care who’s here ’cause we having fun in the bedroom
Give a fuck ’bout your feelings
Middle finger to a villain
Split his wig back now he peelin’
Dot on his head like that nigga named Krillin

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt
When the night call night call, yeah

[Verse 3: Quavo]
I wanna start up a riot (riot!)
I wanna fill up your tires
Steve Aoki throw the cake (Steve!)
I wanna throw me a pie (pie!)
That’s only when the night call yeah (night call!)
I wanna p-p-pipe y’all up
She wanna fuck but don’t know me(Smash!)
I put the ice in the Rollie (ice!)
I’m a champion Kobe (champion!)
This Migos Migos Steve Aoki (o!)
Play with that key like piano (ki!)
I’m in the jungle like Rambo (ju!)
Jump off the stage, Geronimo
Your pockets is dry like camel

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt

[Verse4 : Takeoff]
Night call, diamonds shine with the lights off
Night brawl I’mma spray like Lysol
Bad bitch that ain’t my type nah (nah!)
Bad bitch pipe down for a pipe yah (pipe!)
I’mma need a condom with no flaw (cond!)
Lookin’ at my diamonds no flaws (diamonds!)
Wanna go to war we can fight for Geico
All I gotta do make one call (one!)
When I walk in, they applaud
Big back end and I never did frauds
Staring at my heart cause you never seen stars
Lookin’ at the door wanna know how they ajar
Night call yeah we know that
Migo makin sure they pullin out kodaks (flash!)
The trophy is Skydweller Rolex
My life is written in books like a codex

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt

[Verse: Quavo and Lil Yachty]
This time I’mma show you somethin’
This time I’mma pull it up (pull it up)
This time I’mma light it up (light it up)
This time I’mma light it up (light it up)
That’s only when night call yeah (only when night call)
When the night call night call yeah

[Outro]
Yeah yeah[Fading]

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Macklemore – Marmalade (feat. Lil Yachty)

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Can’t nobody get up in my car today
Back seat feeling like a charter plane
Bumping Silkk Da Shocker Charge 2 da The Game
Paint dripping like I’m whipping marmalade (whoa)
Look at the way that I’m shining
I don’t be checking the mileage
She said how much is that Rolie?
I said don’t worry I’m timeless
Watching Toy Story 3 that’s a great fucking movie
City of Jimi, Kurt, Quincy
City of me, Eddie, and Bruce Lee (whoa)
King of the road I drive slow like whoa
And I just switched over to Geico like whoa
Celebrating these life goals
But you ain’t getting no ride home

[Bridge: Macklemore]
I be riding through the town
My music loud
Windows down, yeah, you can hear me now
I turn it up, I need that bass
And my chain so bright can’t see my face

[Chorus: Macklemore]
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
All eyes on me now, I be riding through Seatown
Taking pics when I eat out, girls ask me to freestyle
Neighbors hate it when I speed out
I ain’t turning these beats down
GPS and I reroute, chuck the deuce and I peace out
Sun roof tinted, don’t need your opinions
I be on my business, and you be on Tinder
And if I was single, I’d be right there with ya
But I’m committed, keep my dick in my britches
The women are moving their bodies
Sunset through numerous palm trees
Followed by the paparazzi
But they don’t get into our party
Tell the bell hop that I’m sorry
We 40 deep in the lobby
Travel the world with a posse
But soon I’ll be home
So call up my momma and tell her to pick up the phone
Cause I need that homemade lasagna that’s fresh out the stove
Grabbing the keys and I’m fresh out the door
King of my city whose next on the throne

[Bridge: Macklemore]
I be riding through the town
My music loud
Windows down, yeah, you can hear me now
I turn it up, I need that bass
And my chain so bright can’t see my face

[Chorus: Macklemore & Lil Yachty]
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town (Lil Boat!)

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
When you hear that speaker sound, ound, ound
You know who it is, Lil Boat in your town
Whoa, this beat so happy I will never frown
And my hair so nappy, it’s gonna be a problem braiding it down
Oh no, oh no, we been grinding from the go
Jump start, I just bought a new whip, push start
Push the coup down the highway like a go kart
All my niggas keep that toaster with them like a Pop Tart
Make her moan and she sound just like Mozart, pure art
I think they mad because I broke into the game with a crowbar
Top the charts, hip-hop ain’t the same we the new stars
Rock stars, look at all my chains call them ice pops
Ring pops, let the rain drop on the wrist watch
Fuck the cops, and fuck Donald Trump
Bitch, it’s Macklemore and Lil Boat
Anything else you need to know

[Bridge: Macklemore & Lil Yachty]
I be riding through the town
My music loud (Lil Boat!)
Windows down yeah you can hear me now
I turn it up, I need that bass

[Chorus: Macklemore]
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town, town, town
I be riding through the town

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A-TRAK – Believe lyrics

Ahhh
Ahhh
Lil Boat and Quavo

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room

[Verse 1: Quavo & Lil Yachty]
Look at the rocks
Ice on my watch (yah!)
When I’m on the block (block)
I run from the cops (cops)
Damn, did I forget to mention
All these racks on me, playin’ tennis
Brought my name in the World Guiness
Take them back to the beginnin’
Take them back to the beginnin’
Back before Lil Boat was winnin’
Back before I had a million
Back before I was car stealin’
These niggas act like they feel me
If I got caught slippin’ on my soap
I’m sure these niggas’d try to kill me
She said, “How rich are you?” Yo, I’m filthy
I perfect all my craft
Shoot a nigga like Shaft
I sell a million-dollar slab (M&M)
Then put your bitch in a cab (bitch)
Do a show out in Rio
I just do it for the Migos
First time I met a migo
I walked away with a kilo (kilo)
Got a brick, Shaq free throw
Hit the pot with the people’s elbow
Never go out like Nino (ayy)
I’m in the water like Nemo (ayy)
Who that is with the mink on? (ayy)
Look at my paper, Kinko’s (ayy)
Shoot at the block then reload
Shoot at the block then reload
Ball so hard, free throw
Bitch curl like a Frito (yeah)
Twenty bands, that’s for every show (yeah)
Got an Asian bitch, she loves egg rolls
Got a Black bitch with an attitude
When I tell her no, she just neck-rolls
Got a big sack and it’s so big
Boy I swear to God I just can’t fold

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room

[Verse 2: Quavo & Lil Yachty]
She treat a nigga like a boss
I call my shooter, take him off
Hit the button on the nose
Young nigga taking off (yep)
Got a shotty sawed off (yep)
I’m ’bout to fuck her jaws off (yep)
Put your bitch on pause
They call me Quavo J Crawl
Middle finger to the law
Did what it takes to be boss
Did what it takes to be boss
Ayy
This for my niggas who don’t ever take a loss
This for my niggas locked up behind bars
This for my niggas who need an extra push
They hated me like Bush
But I’ma still rise, woah
And I put that on my guys
R.I.P. to all my soldiers in the sky

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room

[Outro: Quavo]
Ayy, drop my top on my foreign
Ain’t no phones, no recording
Got my guap in the morning
In that coupe, Jeff Gordon

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A-Trak – Believe (feat. Quavo & Lil Yachty)

[Intro]
Ahhh
Ahhh
Lil Boat and Quavo

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room

[Verse 1: Quavo & Lil Yachty]
Look at the rocks
Ice on my watch (yah!)
When I’m on the block (block)
I run from the cops (cops)
Damn, did I forget to mention
All these racks on me, playin’ tennis
Brought my name in the World Guiness
Take them back to the beginnin’
Take them back to the beginnin’
Back before Lil Boat was winnin’
Back before I had a million
Back before I was car stealin’
These niggas act like they feel me
If I got caught slippin’ on my soap
I’m sure these niggas’d try to kill me
She said, "How rich are you?" Yo, I’m filthy
I perfect all my craft
Shoot a nigga like Shaft
I sell a million-dollar slab (M&M)
Then put your bitch in a cab (bitch)
Do a show out in Rio
I just do it for the Migos
First time I met a migo
I walked away with a kilo (kilo)
Got a brick, Shaq free throw
Hit the pot with the people’s elbow
Never go out like Nino (ayy)
I’m in the water like Nemo (ayy)
Who that is with the mink on? (ayy)
Look at my paper, Kinko’s (ayy)
Shoot at the block then reload
Shoot at the block then reload
Ball so hard, free throw
Bitch curl like a Frito (yeah)
Twenty bands, that’s for every show (yeah)
Got an Asian bitch, she loves egg rolls
Got a Black bitch with an attitude
When I tell her no, she just neck-rolls
Got a big sack and it’s so big
Boy I swear to God I just can’t fold

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room

[Verse 2: Quavo & Lil Yachty]
She treat a nigga like a boss
I call my shooter, take him off
Hit the button on the nose
Young nigga taking off (yep)
Got a shotty sawed off (yep)
I’m ’bout to fuck her jaws off (yep)
Put your bitch on pause
They call me Quavo J Crawl
Middle finger to the law
Did what it takes to be boss
Did what it takes to be boss
Ayy
This for my niggas who don’t ever take a loss
This for my niggas locked up behind bars
This for my niggas who need an extra push
They hated me like Bush
But I’ma still rise, woah
And I put that on my guys
R.I.P. to all my soldiers in the sky

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room

[Outro: Quavo]
Ayy, drop my top on my foreign
Ain’t no phones, no recording
Got my guap in the morning
In that coupe, Jeff Gordon

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Calvin Harris – Faking It (feat. Kehlani & Lil Yachty) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Verse 1: Kehlani]
Pray to God, but I’m feeling like he’s going deaf
Now when I lean on you and I got nothing left
Hey, I’ve been wanting to call ya, tell you that I’m sorry
Same old fucking story everybody sing

[Pre-Chorus: Kehlani]
And I say I’m okay, but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay, but I saw that you liked it
2 AM and faded, I know that’s when you like it
Know that’s when you miss me, know that’s when you crying

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Verse 2: Kehlani]
Nowadays, I’m just a bitch to everybody else
(Fuck you and you)
I don’t need no shoulders, I’m good crying by myself
(Fuck you, too)
Moving on to chokers, you know I still adore ya
An unrequited love is just a lover’s hell

[Pre-Chorus: Kehlani]
And I say I’m okay, but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay, but I saw that you liked it
2 AM and faded, I know that’s when you like it
Know that’s when you miss me, know that’s when you crying

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
(Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat)
I’m not gonna act like I don’t love ya baby
‘Cause deep in my mind, girl, I know I do (true)
Tried to search all through the world not well
But I can’t find a girl that lives close like you (no!)
I done made millions of dollars
But I’m still alone until I come home back to you (yah!)
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house
And laughed out on your avenue
Whoa, you can’t front
You’re a stone cold diva (yaah!)
I had to get counseling from my moms
She’s a heartbreak teacher (oh, yah!)
Remember that time
I put those pepperonis on your face, made you a creature
Now I think about you
Every single time I eat pizza, ohh

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Post-Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you holding me?
Why you holding me?

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Oh, she killed that shit
She was killing it, that was hard, bruh
I didn’t know she could get that high but she killed that
Go Lani, go Lani

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Kyle & Lil Yachty – iSpy (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

Man fuck
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man these, kids man, talkin’ shit, makin’ me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro. Look around, bro, look at life
Man you’re right
Mn, you see, you see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you’re right
You damn right, I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was goddamn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for
I ain’t been gettin’ high
Well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s comin’ at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I’m just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t ever post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain’t cute but it’s fine though
We gon’ end on a high note
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin’ around the city in a hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’mma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to screening out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me, no, lately I been livin’ life luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get to o many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
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Steve Aoki – Night Call (feat. Migos & Lil Yachty)

Wo wo wo woo
Steve Aoki

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Woo! Woo! Woo! Brrrrrrrrt

[Verse 1: Offset]
Offset!
When the night call
We can link up, we can all ball (ball!)
Molly, xans and all, 3-2-1 and we takin’ all
If we came to party, pour champagne we can drink Bacardi
And I’m ‘bout to go in, rave in the crowd like a [?] I dive in (rave-rave)
When the night call, night call
Roll the dice dawg, dice dawg (the dice!)
Hoppin’ in the white frog (white frog)
Livin’ like a outlaw (outlaw)
Shorty got a tight jaw
When the night call night call, yeah

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt

[Verse 2: Lil Yatchy]
When the night call pick up the phone
When the night call pick up the phone
Past 2 I’m an animal
My bitch ride bone like a cannibal
My party crazy like carnivals
Pull up them birds like a cardinal
I run on my side chick my cardio
Bitch it’s Quavo and it’s Lil Boat
Steve Aoki with the finger roll
Basketball like a seminole
In my party we fuck any hoe
In my party we fuck your hoe
When the night calls drop everything that’s done and run
We’re gon’ party ’til the sun come
No cameras just us
Put your drinks in the air
We don’t care who’s here
We don’t care who’s here ’cause we having fun in the bedroom
Give a fuck ’bout your feelings
Middle finger to a villain
[?] now he peelin’
[?]

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt
When the night call night call, yeah

[Verse 3: Quavo]
I wanna start up a riot (riot!)
I wanna [?] your tires
Steve Aoki throw the cake (Steve!)
I wanna throw me a pie (pie!)
That’s only when the night call yeah (night call!)
I wanna p-p-pipe y’all up
She wanna fuck but don’t know me(Smash!)
I put the ice in the Rollie (ice!)
I’m a champion Kobe (champion!)
This Migos Migos Steve Aoki (o!)
Play with that key like piano (ki!)
I’m in the jungle like Rambo (ju!)
Jump off the stage, Geronimo
Your pockets is dry like camel

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt

[Verse4 : Takeoff]
Night call, diamonds shine with the lights off
Night brawl I’mma spray like Lysol
Bad bitch that ain’t my type nah (nah!)
Bad bitch pipe down for a pipe yah (pipe!)
I’mma need a condom with no flaw (cond!)
Lookin’ at my diamonds no flaws (diamonds!)
Wanna go to war we can fight for Geico
All I gotta do make one call (one!)
[?]
Big bag [?] never did frauds
No [?] in my heart cause you never seen stars
Lookin’ at the dough wanna know [?]
Night call yeah we know that
Milos making sure they pull out kodaks
The trophy is Skydweller Rolex
My life is written in books like a codex

[Chorus: Quavo]
When the night call, yeah
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrr, bow!
When the night call, yeah (night call!)
I’ll call all my soldiers just to come and brawl, yeah (soldiers!)
Brrr, brrrrrrrrt

[Verse: Quavo and Lil Yatchy]
This time I’mma show you somethin’
This time I’mma pull it up (pull it up)
This time I’mma light it up (light it up)
This time I’mma light it up (light it up)
That’s only when night call yeah (only when night call)
When the night call night call yeah

[Outro]
Yeah yeah[Fading]

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ASAP Ferg – Aw Yea (feat. Lil Yachty)

[Intro: A$ap Ferg]
Yeah
Shhhhh
Quiet hater
I’m a Traplord again

[Interlude: Lil Yachty]
The Traplord, Hood Pope and Lil Boat nigga
Don’t like that nigga ain’t that, you can suck on my dick nigga fuck
Know what I’m sayin’

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol’ booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
This what it sound like when doves cry
Traplord in the building like yeah, right!
Fucking on a bad model bitch and I bought her the Prada and Fendi like yea
In the Ferrari with Yachty we just left the party we hop in the Lear
In the PJ with a couple bad bitches and they touching my Cartiers
Damn and I never had a bitch pop a pussy like this that’s a bad bitch right there
Poppin’ the bottles of the Cris, you don’t think I’m the shit, you niggas is some haters
Aw man look at the glist’ on a wrist look like I had it in refrigerator
Had your bitch put a good kiss on a dick and she know that’s my my spot right there

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol’ booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Living out my dreams, I live movie scenes
Nothing’s what is seems, thirty to my seams
I’m with the hood pope, we like finer things
Bad Australian bitches in designer jeans
Mister typhoon, trapping Cancun
Diamonds full moon, you’s a whole coon
I can’t wait for June
Drop the top on that new zoom zoom
I’m a young nigga
Nineteen, I can be your mama’s son
Fuck your mama, son
Pull up gang, and that’s when the drama come

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol’ booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea

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Aw yea – Lil Yachty feat. Asap Ferg lyrics

Lyrics Lil Yachty – Aw yea

Aw yea
Shhhhh
Quiet hater
I’m a Traplord again.

The Traplord, Hood Pope and Lil Boat nigga
Don’t like that nigga ain’t that, you can suck on my d*ck nigga f*ck
Know what I’m sayin’.

Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol’ booty in the air, aw yeaaa
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yeaaa
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yeaaa
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yeaaa
Big ol booty in the air, aw yeaaa
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yeaaa
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yeaaa

This what it sound like when doves cry
Traplord in the building like yeaaah, right!
f*cking on a bad model b*tch and I bought her the Prada and Fendi like yeaaa
In the Ferrari with Yachty we just left the party we hop in the Lear
In the PJ with a couple bad b*tches and they touching my Cartiers
Damn and I never had a b*tch pop a pus*y like this that’s a bad b*tch right there
Poppin’ the bottles of the Cris, you don’t think I’m the s**t, you niggas is some haters
Aw man look at the glist’ on a wrist look like I had it in refrigerator
Had your b*tch put a good kiss on a d*ck and she know that’s my my spot right there.

Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol’ booty in the air, aw yeaaa
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yeaaa
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yeaaa
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yeaaa
Big ol booty in the air, aw yeaaa
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yeaaa
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yeaaa.

Living out my dreams, I live movie scenes
Nothing’s what is seems, thirty to my seams
I’m with the hood pope, we like finer things
Bad Australian b*tches in designer jeans
Mister typhoon, trapping Cancun
Diamonds full moon, you’s a whole coon
I can’t wait for June
Drop the top on that new zoom zoom
I’m a young nigga versuri-lyrics.info
Nineteen, I can be your mama’s son
f*ck your mama, son
Pull up gang, and that’s when the drama come.

Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol’ booty in the air, aw yeaaa
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yeaaa
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yeaaa
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yeaaa
Big ol booty in the air, aw yeaaa
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yeaaa
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yeaaa.
Lil Yachty lyrics
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Gucci Mane – Both (Remix) (feat. Drake & Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Southside & Future]
Southside
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I don’t usually do this but the drink has got me moody
Got me thinking ’bout decisions man
I should’ve left with Juvey
Got me bustin’ with my cutie
I can’t trust her nor her booty
Every night, she actin’ new school, I am not gon’ be a student
I got class, I got trash, I got bills, I got pills
Heard them boys gon’ write me off
Hope they also writing they wills
I got beam, I got flash, I got dreams and nightmares past
I’m allergic to the (brrrr) I’m using wings to wipe my ass
Right now I’m high as shit, I’m on a bumble [?]
I just got out my bitch, felt like the sunken place
She give me drunken face, she give me highest praise
And when I’m in LA, I’m smoking Kobe Bryant eighths
I watched my father whip the yay up like some mayonnaise
Mom’s would come home, they would argue he didn’t put away the plates
Taught me how to do my dirty, clean up at the same time
Right now I’m on a couple percs & leaning at the same time
Remix baby, Tunechi!

[Hook: Drake]
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now, got me talking about my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now and I need ya in my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I got so many felonies, I might can’t never go to Canada
But Drake said he gon’ pull some strings, so let me check my calendar
I just popped me one of them one what-you-call-its and it boosted my stamina
Now I’m fucking her on the banister, guess I just East Atlanta’d her
I’m in an all-red drop tarantula, fuck a Challenger
Damn these hoes ain’t got no manners, bruh, where’s the manager?
I keep throwing rubber bandies up, hoe, pull your panties up
Cause you fuck like a granny fuck, you’re just an amateur
This Patek Philipe gon’ make this crooked judge try throw the book at me
I look like half a million worth of heroin when she look at me
But you ain’t gotta fuck with me, my nig, but you’re stuck with me
But how you called the cops on me, my nig? You grew up with me

[Hook: Drake]
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now, got me talking about my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now and I need ya in my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now

[Verse 3: Drake]
Yeah, I’m both
Yeah, I had a drink, yeah, I smoked
Yeah, you think I need you but I don’t
Just left out Dubai with all my folk
Open water, my location is remote
Shout-out Yachty but this ain’t a Lil Boat
This some shit I wrote about when I was broke
See, the power of the mind is not a joke
Man, I said that I would do it and I did
Used to get left-overs out the fridge
Nobody was famous where I lived
Till I got it jumping at the crib
Took a lot to be able to give, I mean

[Hook: Drake]
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now, got me talking about my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now and I need ya in my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now

[Outro: Southside]
Southside

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Fell in love with the money – Ksupreme lyrics

Lyrics Ksupreme – Fell in love with the money

I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
All of us came from the boonies, keep a whole squad full of goonies
I do not shop at no Zumiez, broke b*tches all got the cooties
I love the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
K Preme, Lil Boat, moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey.

I fell in love with the moneeey
My chain is so cold that I made her nose runny
Remember being broke with no food in your tummy
Now I’m at Benihanas takin’ pictures with hunnids
Yuh, I had to go get that moneeey
Me and my brothers we came up from nothing
Yeah, I fell in love with that moneeey
Yeah, I fell in love with that Gucci
Yeah, I fell in love with that Louie
I don’t love you b*tches, I just love the coochie
Yeah, I fell in love with my Uzi
Yeah, all of my b*tches be boujee
Aye, treat your main b*tch like a groupie
Me and that b*tch made a movie
Hop in the Beam and zoom like I’m ..
Try me lil nigga and my shooters go looney.

I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
All of us came from the boonies, keep a whole squad full of goonies
I do not shop at no Zumiez, broke b*tches all got the cooties
I love the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
K Preme, Lil Boat, moneeey versuri-lyrics.info
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey.

Stuck to the moneeey like fungi
She f*ck with us we the fun guys
I fell in love with the rich life
She fell in love with my wrist ice
Shout out .. for my wrist ice
Probably somewhere sippin’ mystic
Almost got caught from her lipstick
Nigga run up on Lil Boat, that nigga gon’ catch a hit stick
When me and bro first got that moneeey, what we do, we went and bought some Gucci fits
(The all white track suit motherf*ckers)
Damn, in that lil bih like I’m Herbo
I need that Bentley with turbo
She wanna’ f*ck on the virgo.

I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
All of us came from the boonies, keep a whole squad full of goonies
I do not shop at no Zumiez, broke b*tches all got the cooties
I love the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
K Preme, Lil Boat, moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeey
I fell in love with the moneeey, I fell in love with the moneeeyyy.
Ksupreme lyrics
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KYLE – iSpy (feat. Lil Yachty)

[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man, fuck
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin’ shit, makin’ me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you’re right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah…
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you’re right…
You damn right I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil’ Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

[Verse 1: Kyle]
I ain’t been gettin’ high…
Well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s comin’ at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I’m just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain’t cute but it’s fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

[Chorus: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Refrain: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin’ around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to screening out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me
No, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

[Chorus: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Refrain: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

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Mike WiLL Made It – Hasselhoff (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
This shit hard
Lil Boat
Ayy
Woo!

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, I took the top off (bitch!)
Ayy, dove in the pussy so deep, that bitch calling me Hasselhoff
I made a dream come true we servin’ swag no Oxeno

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Brother used to serve grams and price at downtown parking cost (bitch)
Fuck what it cost, pay the cost just to floss, jump off
18 years old, got my own crib (lil boat)
18 years old, got my own whip (lil boat)
This shit not regular
Dropped out of school and made more than a regular (bitch)
Told her pop that pussy like its Penicillin
Now put red dots on his head like his name was Krillin’
Now surpassed every rapper that started chillin’
Now they lookin’ at boat like I am the villain

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, just took the top off (bitch!)
Ayy, dove in that pussy so deep, that bitch calling me Hasselhoff
I made a dream come true, we servin’ swag no Oxeno

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, talk to me polite or I’ll have my young niggas come take out your channel box
Just fucked a bitch named Daisy, I hit from the back while I grip on her dreadlocks
You’ll be surprise what we fit in these ziplocks
Yeah, master shawty that shit do not tick tock
I made a milli no weezy, that’s big locks
Shoot at your shawty from 40 for 40
Old niggas hate me they daughter adore me
Dick in her gut ’cause her daddy annoying
Lyrical ass, nigga got me snorin’
Tryna make all this sense, that shit boring (bitch!)
(Shut that shit off, bitch)

[Refrain: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, I took the top off (bitch!)

[Interlude: Lil Yachty]
Nigga’s hated me before I came in the game, niggas gon’ hate me when I leave this motherfucker, ya dig?

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, I took the top off (bitch!)
Ayy, dove in the pussy so deep, that bitch calling me Hasselhoff
I made a dream come true we servin’ swag no Oxeno

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, bitch
Woo!
Lil Boat
Ayy
Gang!

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KYLE – ISpy lyrics

Man, fuck
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin’ shit, makin’ me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you’re right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah…
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you’re right…
You damn right I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil’ Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

I ain’t been gettin’ high…
Well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s comin’ at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I’m just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain’t cute but it’s fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin’ around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from “Can you take me here?” to screening out the lane
Went from “Damn this nigga lame” to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me, no, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

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Jovanie feat. Lil Yachty – Two Seater Lyrics

(Intro – Lil Yachty)
Lil Boat
Yeah, Lil Boat!

(Verse 1 – Jovanie)
I got a lot of girls all in my contacts
But you the only girl I ever contact
When they hit my line
Like ring ring, I’ma hit decline

(Pre Chorus – Jovanie)
Got a lady, I tell em every time
She amazing, my my
Upgrade like graduation
She hold me down like gravitation
They can’t break my commitment up with ya, oh
Stuck to my side like Siamese
Girl you know I need you right beside me
Want you real close to my body

(Chorus – Jovanie)
I only got room for you, like a two seater
I’m only gon ride with you, like a two seater
Ooh baby, you know this ain’t no test drive
Fly you out from the east to the west side
I only got room for you, like a two seater

(Verse 2 – Jovanie)
I got a lot of girls on my timeline
But you’re the only one that’s on my mind
They try to throw me signs
But I ain’t caring cause I got a dime

(Pre Chorus – Jovanie)
She my lady, I tell em every time
She amazing, my my
Upgrade like graduation
She hold me down like gravitation
They can’t break my commitment up with ya, oh
Stuck to my side like Siamese
Girl you know I need you right beside me
Want you real close to my body

(Chorus – Jovanie)
I only got room for you, like a two seater
I’m only gon ride with you, like a two seater
Ooh baby, you know this ain’t no test drive
Fly you out from the east to the west side
I only got room for you, like a two seater

(Verse 3 – Lil Yachty)
Don’t bring none of your friends tonight, it’s only me and you
In that SLS Mercedes coupe, we drift aloof
Never out the loop, she blow me like a can of soup
I’m never losing, you rich but you PT-Cruising, ok
I’m really having that way
You really spoiled cause every time you have it your way
You happy now cause your ex-ni**a was cirque du soleil
Don’t play, I’m not for all the gunplay
But brother dem will knock you out your front
I keep racks in my pocket though
And it’s only room for two like a socket
And sometimes maybe three when you’re feeling nasty
I drop a 20 in the mall when I’m feeling cashy
I’m on go
All these other ni**as need to know that
You’ll always be loved like a throwback
And baby girl I hope you know that
I hope you know that

(Chorus – Jovanie)
I only got room for you, like a two seater
I’m only gon ride with you, like a two seater
Ooh baby, you know this ain’t no test drive
Fly you out from the east to the west side
I only got room for you, like a two seate

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Lil Yachty – Shoot Out The Roof

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Yeah I see everything that happens
You know what I’m saying?
I see all y’all little niggas, jocking and biting style
Niggas ain’t me bruh, niggas can’t be me
Nigga won’t be, you feel me?
I know you niggas want to be part of the game, but you niggas can’t be me, The fuck nigga?
I only got one little brother in this motherfucker you feel me?
Only got one little brother in this motherfucker that’s rocking with me nigga The rest of you little niggas, you little niggas is biting swag nigga Gimme my shit back, like I don’t fuck with these niggas

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Nigga you ain’t Uzi, you ain’t Carti damn sure not me
Never on the scene, what you mean, nigga yadda mean
Ballin like Yao Ming, paint her face, nigga just like Sting
Came up popping beans then I dropped it cause I’m not a fiend
All you niggas wanna be me, rub the pussy for a genie
Your bank account looking teeny, Tina Turner, big burner
Young nigga too rich for a fight, new crib on a kite
Pent house living large, youse a broke boy rapping bout a dream
You ain’t never shot the steam, stop lying to the teens
Big benz too clean, three thousand dollar jeans
Three times three nine in my jeans spent that on my sister
Ghost ride the older fisker, ball hard like Derek Fisher
Riding round with my niggas, riding round with my niggas
All my niggas do is

[Hook: Sailing Team]
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Niggas sneaky like mice
Just got a new bitch white with a little black like dice
Niggas think I’m too nice, I’ll still slap a nigga next year
Wait ’til I switch the gear, nigga never checked the rear
Nah, cause I’m only going one way, one way, bitch, on the runway
Six bitches one me nigga thats a fun day
All my niggas with me they keep gunplay, gunplay
Lil Boat

[Hook: Sailing Team]
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof

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Young Dolph – Bagg Lyrics

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
What is that question you asked?
What is in my bookbag?
That’s just a whole lot of cash
Or that’s just a whole lot of swag
I just got back from England
I just made a mil in three months
I just smoked an ounce in three blunts
I pour lean in my grape blue punch
I never had shit so I stunt, flex
Half a million dollars worth of jewelry on while I’m havin’ sex
Real street nigga playin’ with paper
So I do it for the streets, fuck a hater
Yeah I threw the money on a stripper ho
But later on that night I fucked a waiter
‘Bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go fuck on your bitch
Take her overseas with me, she in first class
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
Boy that’s a whole lot of swag
Gucci Timberlands with the matching rag

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got the the youth, I got the Benz
Was gon’ cop Bentley but then I got Maybach
That boy ain’t no soldier, he act like Pat Sajak
A nigga so fresh that I smell just like Ajax
Ooh, I got the bag
I got the swag in a box filled with tags
Show off my riches ’cause I came from rags
Jacksonville shawty, my bitch drive a Jag
Nigga run up, on my soul he’ll get dragged
I spend a whole lotta, Uzi scarf rap like I came from Al-Qaeda
Fuck the rap game, I do not need no writers
I know the shooters and hang with the fighters
One kilo dab, I pipe up more than Rayu
Piper viper viper, my bro keep a sniper
Pop pop at your top
Fuck around and run it up like I’m Guap
Ay, never gon’ stop
Lil Boat take your worst day to the chop shop
Over there on the east block
He lives the thug life just like Pac
I live the good life, I’m the don
Young enough to be your mama’s son
But some hire mama’s sons
Still a nigga signing, fuck her older son
Shout out Zaya, got my neck and wrist on pawn

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
I pull up smokin’ out the bag
I’m ’bout to go spend a bag
I count that money real fast
I wonder if that’s her real ass
I’m on the E-way doin’ the dash
All this ice on me looking like glass
These bitches they love me like [?]
In the trap I perfected my craft
Told you niggas ain’t really [?]
Told you niggas ain’t seeing us
Lost a quarter mil re’ing up
Niggas too slow, ain’t keeping up
Sipping on Actavis
Drinking me a codeine daiquiri
Showed up late but fashionably
Every week is fashion week, yeah
Need a bad bitch that set it off like Jada
I don’t wanna fuck, I want you to hold my sack, I’ll pay you
In Pappadeaux eating alligator
My favorite app is a calculator
Yeah, I think I might go spend me a bag today my nigga

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

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Famous Dex – Huh Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey I’m- shit
I can keep- I can keep goin’ over and over
And over, you know what I’m saying?
Like I don’t really care what
Stop talking to me
What’s up D?
Dexter
Ah-yeah, ah-why?

[Verse 1]
Diamonds go live like Periscope
Fuck your lil bitch she a silly ho
Put this dick right in her little throat
Red in my hair, people callin’ me Lil Boat

Like, I don’t really think you understand
But like I say, I’m not a rapper, I’m an entertainer
I’m sayin’ what, ah-Dexter, look

Diamonds go live like Periscope
Fuck your lil bitch she a silly ho
Put this dick right in her little throat
Red in my hair, people callin’ me Lil Boat
No no, that’s my bro bro
Two bitches with me, that’s a ho ho
I get that money, you so so
30 in my hand, people calling me Mojo
I get that money, you late
Fuck a lil bitch then I bust on her face
Huh, baby girl tastin’ taste
Huh, baby girl out of taste
Wait, I can just thirty my waist
You run up on me, shoot you right in your face
I was broke up in the days
Now I’m getting money, swear I gotta get paid
I fuck your bitch with her braids
You wifing her, that’s my slave
Lil boy you ain’t brave
Jump in that water, I swear I can save
Yeah I be stuck in my ways
Thirty conceited, she stuck in her ways
Sippin’ lean, I’m in a daze
Look at my diamonds, I swear you get dazed
Wait, [?] my dollars like Scooby Doo
I’m getting money, boy who is you?
Your bitch she ain’t in to you
Trappin’ so hard, been trappin’ since middle school
I’m getting money my physical
I’m sipping lean my physical
My diamonds like swimming pool
Diamonds so frosty you think it’s invisible

[Hook]
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
My 30 on me, he like huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?
I’m sipping on lean, look like huh?
I’m poppin’ pills, they like huh?
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
My 30 on me, they like huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?

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Lil Yachty – ​iSpy (feat. Kyle)

[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man fuck…
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man these…kids man, talkin’ shit, makin’ me feel bad
Man…fuck them kids, bro. Look around, bro, look at life
Man you’re right
Mn…you see, you see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what…y-you’re right
You damn right, I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was goddamn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

[Verse 1: Kyle]
I ain’t been gettin’ high…
Well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s comin’ at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I’m just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain’t cute but it’s fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin’ around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to screening out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me, no, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

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Famous Dex – Huh

[Intro]
Hey I’m- shit
I can keep- I can keep goin’ over and over
And over, you know what I’m saying?
Like I don’t really care what
Stop talking to me
What’s up D?
Dexter
Ah-yeah, ah-why?

[Verse 1]
Diamonds go live like Periscope
Fuck your lil bitch she a silly ho
Put this dick right in her little throat
Red in my hair, people callin’ me Lil Boat

Like, I don’t really think you understand
But like I say, I’m not a rapper, I’m an entertainer
I’m sayin’ what, ah-Dexter, look

Diamonds go live like Periscope
Fuck your lil bitch she a silly ho
Put this dick right in her little throat
Red in my hair, people callin’ me Lil Boat
No no, that’s my bro bro
Two bitches with me, that’s a ho ho
I get that money, you so so
30 in my hand, people calling me Mojo
I get that money, you late
Fuck a lil bitch then I bust on her face
Huh, baby girl tastin’ taste
Huh, baby girl out of taste
Wait, I can just thirty my waist
You run up on me, shoot you right in your face
I was broke up in the days
Now I’m getting money, swear I gotta get paid
I fuck your bitch with her braids
You wifing her, that’s my slave
Lil boy you ain’t brave
Jump in that water, I swear I can save
Yeah I be stuck in my ways
Thirty conceited, she stuck in her ways
Sippin’ lean, I’m in a daze
Look at my diamonds, I swear you get dazed
Wait, [?] my dollars like Scooby Doo
I’m getting money, boy who is you?
Your bitch she ain’t in to you
Trappin’ so hard, been trappin’ since middle school
I’m getting money my physical
I’m sipping lean my physical
My diamonds like swimming pool
Diamonds so frosty you think it’s invisible

[Hook]
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
My 30 on me, he like huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?
I’m sipping on lean, look like huh?
I’m poppin’ pills, they like huh?
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?
Huh? huh? huh? huh?
My 30 on me, they like huh?
I run up on him, he like huh?

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Kyle – ISpy Lyrics

[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man fuck…
What’s wrong Kyle?
Man these…kids man, talking shit, making me feel bad
Man…fuck them kids bro. Look around bro, look at life
Man you’re right
Mn…you see, you see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on man, you got so much more to appreciate man
Man you know what…y-you’re right
You damn right I’m right, I can’t remember a time I was goddamn wrong
Man thanks Lil Boat
Hey man, that’s what I’m here for

[Verse 1: Kyle]
I ain’t been gettin’ high…well maybe a little, baby I don’t wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don’t always reply
Well you’re not an angel either, you can’t even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that’s coming at me, I wonder who throws it
They can’t see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That’s a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always tell the clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it’s gonna be a mothafuckin’ snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don’t say it, he shows it
I am just like the Rose[?], if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin’, get ’em some [?] coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain’t never post it
And I’m in my happy place posted, I ain’t frown since ’06
I ain’t cried since ’01, my bag like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend named Cupid is fine though
We gon’ end on a high note

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
She said she twenty-one, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember riding around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin’ for a problem with my young goblins
I’ma send a model home with her neck throbbin’
I done made so much money that it’s non-stoppin’
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin’ everyone I couldn’t be tamed
Woah, six months later I [?] and now I’m in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from “Can you take me here?” to screening out the lane
Went from “Damn this nigga lame” to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain’t fucked with me
They went to college now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my tee
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin’ for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don’t fuck with me, no, lately I been livin’ like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother’s mother I won’t fuck a bitch without a damn rubber

[Hook: Kyle]
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind
Oh, I…I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get ’cause she don’t get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, nevermind

[Post-Hook: Kyle]
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I…

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Famous Dex – Drip From My Walk (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Famous Dex]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, everybody keep asking me how I get the drip. How I get drip this? How I get drippy that? How I get drip that? How I be fly this? How I be fucking bitches that? They say how I got all the drip? But look

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
My baby she come from up north
My money, it come from the vault
I’m smoking on dope like Young Dolph
We touch the plug down for the cough
Im sippin’ on lean till I fall
My diamonds they shine, they Rick Ross
I hop in the foreign, get lost
(Oh Man Goddamn)
2 bitches they calling me drippy
I fuck them and then we get drippy
My 30, it shoot, Scottie Pippen
Im sippin’ on lean till I’m sleepy
I pop me 2 pills I get geeky
I got a lil bitch her name Kiki
I think that lil bitch Puerto Rican
She chill at my crib for the weekend
3 grams in my Wood like a boss
My diamonds they shine with a floss
My foreign it float like a ghost
I hop in that bitch and get lost
My money is starting to get tall
I walk in the mall buy it all
My drippy it came in the sauce
I get the drip from my walk

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Run Ricky
Straight neck, I don’t do the hickeys
Nigga stupid if he try to stick me
Leave a pussy nigga drippy-drippy
Aw man, fuck it up
All my young niggas they run it up
Can’t leave the room till we add it up
Bag it up, I get that drip from my sister
I get that speed from the fisker
Old heads lookin’ at Boat like the sinister
Young niggas look at Lil Boat like the minister
Just made a 30 while fucking on Jennifer
Dex and Lil Boat, we go way back
Niggas where fools go A-Track
If I bring you a four I need eight back, drippy-drippy
Boat so young she had to hit up Ricky
Dripping sauce, feel it in your kidneys
Young nigga had a real epiphany
Before a nigga had a mili
And I ball like a player
Got a Benz in my lair
These niggas want me to flip flop
In her throat like a cough drop

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk