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Artiste : Lil Yachty
Titre : Ghetto Boy Shit
[RMC Mike]
Yea
(Who The Hell Is Carlo?)
Bitch
GhettoBoyShit (Hey)

[RMC Mike]
I just pulled off in a six, pulled up on yo bitch (Hey)
I just pulled up with a stick, put one in yo shit (Hey)
I just started off with shit, now I´m feelin´ rich (Huh)
Unky want a whole brick, meet me at 906 (Huh)
Lowkey bro mad as hell, he couldn´t find no tris
He tried to stunt with 36, he need to hide his wrists
Bored with the lean, I grabbed the Vernors, drop a pint in it
I just rolled up a wood with my opp´s life in it
Unc´ stabbing niggas in the feds ´cause he got life in it
Quiet bitch got some good head, but she got lice in it

Bitch ain´t tryna fuck the squad for free, what´s the price for it?
Buss down Cartier wires with the lightest tints

[Lil Yachty]
When I die burn my money, I ain´t sharing shit (Go)
Carbon fiber ARs with the trigger hairs on it
My bitch booty so damn big, I could sit a chair on it
Not sitting in a chair, sit a chair on her (Damn)
Told her I´m a shut her ass up if she keep saying "Prrr" (Damn)
Twelve Wock lines in the two, think this shit a cure (Yeah)
Fucked her raw and didn´t catch shit, I am too pure (Yeah)
Almost put a bullet in the wrong nigga, we was not sure

Niggas opps, that´s yo dad fault
Pulled up in a coupe it was all black, look like a asphalt (Damn, damn)
I let my cash talk (Damn)
This bitch could lay on her back and let her ass walk (Walk, go)
I know you miss yo mans
He´s never coming back, shit had hit the fan
Knew that I would always be rich, It was in the plans (Yes)
I am in a million dollar club, I don´t flex grams

[RMC Mike]
80 miles for fangs in my teeth, Bitch I´m X-Man
Unc whip this shit up with perfection, got the best grams
Nigga pulled up with a X10, I let the Vette spin
This shit right here will cave your vest in, it´s a FN

I´m just tryna fuck my best friend watching Netflix
Draco flash when I send a shot, I take the best pics
Let a nigga touch one of my brothers, equal death wish
Lot of fuck niggas ran out of bond when I stepped in
Ten thousand blues shipped them outta town just for a necklace
Ghettoboyz signed Lil Boat, we some legends
Don´t come around acting all weird, that shit depressing
Ain´t nothing but some killas and some hustlas in my section
PLR with a hundred rounds on it, lethal weapon
Yachty said he like that shit talking too, so we connected

[Lil Yachty]
If RMC stand for Rich Man Clique, then I´m in it too
The first car I got was a G-Wagon, it was baby blue
Used to drive my mom´s BMW, it was a different hue
Riding round in the whip with a largo, let it at the Q
Twenty thousand in cash for a photo, I am not like you
Used to ride around in a stolo, We was different dudes
(We known) Known for breaking rules
Dog got out jail, doing right and tryna come home
Say they was gon´ rob me, I said "Who?" like I´m Michael Jones

Niggas bitchin´ too much, they cycle too long

[ Lil Yachty]
It´s us