[yvngxchris] Uh-uh, yeah He shot first when we get back Shoot up the party, we fuck up the kickback I have my niggas pull up where you live at
And my niggas purgin´, we hop out Suburbans like Kyrie Irving by the way I´ma spin back I feel like a waiter, these bullets I´m servin´, I pull that bitch out then I aim at your six-pack Servin´ these bullets, I heard it was Christmas, we decorate your block with bullets I put on my mask and I put on my hoodie, I pray to God that nobody got the footage I´m pullin´ up slow and I roll down the window, I pass me an opp, I´m not afraid to pull it And we givin´ him shots like a camera, just like the picture, you know that boy yvngxchris took it (Yeah, yvngxchris took it) If you scared, get a dog, nigga Shoot him in his leg and I told him, "Shake it off, nigga" Do that nigga like Dwayne, I´ma get him rocked, nigga
You ain´t really nothin´ but a Shade Room blog nigga Take her back to telly, get her gone with him Tryna get a milf, might as well bring your mom with you Put that bitch up on the bed, then I long dick her Take a nigga whip, back then, used to rob niggas Yeah, way back then, used to rock niggas Way back then, used to do what I had to Nowadays, I got a thousand of bitches but way back when, I was broke, I just had two
[yvngxchris] Damn, homie In high school, bitch, I´m the man, homie This shit is lit
[yvngxchris] Now I´m rockin´ the Belacartes with the Rick Yeah, my money be flippin´, twerkin´, do a split I´ma cut that boy like a surgeon, he a bitch Or just put that lil´ bag on your head, you get hit They was just hatin´, now on my dick (Got Johnny Dang, all on my wrist) Cop me a chain, it cost a brick Shorty a fan, she want a pic´ And I´m rockin´ designer, I drop me a couple of bands on this fit Why that boy in the house like he Cory? He postin´ ´em bands on his story, that boy is a lick I don´t talk, better talk to the forty, I link with your shorty, that thot finna give me the spits I´m droppin´ a bag when I´m shoppin´, when that nigga yvngxchris walk in, these niggas turn bitch
[Lil Yachty] Do it myself, no assist (On God) Walk in that bitch with a limp, told that bitch, "I don´t kiss" Knowin´ I´m genius at least (Cap) Got my lil´ dawg or a lawyer to put him in a blitz Knowin´ he´ll still do a bid (Yeah) But them folks was givin´ ´em death, so anything is better than that (Oh) I want my dog and a cat (Ice) Post cellphones, all both, thank God I ain´t stuck in the trap, I used to scam before rap (Damn) Rich hill sticks, got a cost on chops (Damn) I just got me a switch, might go buy me a bitch (Damn) Diamonds and bands, offset, front spot
Belly up in the Ritz, I fell in love with my wrist (Eee) Twenty-four years, I stomped on Earth, I ain´t ask for shit, ain´t have a pot for piss I sleep with one eye wide, my pride Tim Tebow slick I be finessin´ a lick