- Lil Yachty Demon Time 歌詞
- Lil Yachty
- Told her, 'Dont wait for me'
Your time is up, better save it, please
I just ran up me a eighty piece (Ayy)
She on her knees suckin **** like she pray to me
Doggin that ***** til her face full of Maybelline
In my cup, maybe its lean, we dont do no green
Left wrist on Billie Jean, Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Draft Day, he poppin, no, Sante aint stoppin
He need all his profits, some say that he cocky
I know that he got it, he flew a ***** out from the tropics
Exotic, Im smokin, Supreme, had to box it
458 Rari take off like rockets
Wide body kit like Buffie the Body
All-white Maybach, I nicknamed it Scotty 2 Hotty (Woo)
My Mexican ***** treat me like Liberace (Yeah)
I threw twenty thousand on twenty-five strangers
Being raised by QC prepared me for the danger (Hey)
My stick got a scope like a Texas park ranger
I look up to Mom and Mom only
I ran up a sack in some orange grey Sauconys
My *****es give love, but Im still feelin lonely
My heart got a space the same size as a counter
No money can fill it, Im hot as a skillet (Hot)
These rappers two-faced, its so bad I could peel it
And see they true colors, I cut every finger for all of my bruhs
Ill hop off the plane backwards wrapped in some Louis V covers
Head first in the gutter (Yeah)
If its for the guap, fettucine
Might cop a new truck, cream like alfredo linguini
These new niggas weenies
The year is 06 with my black Bapestabeanie
She rub on my groin like there might be a genie
I cant take a bad dressin ***** to my mama
I might take the ***** from the hood to Bahamas
Show her bout the world, this ***** here aint even my girl (Yeah)
I pass the ***** off, let the homie go handle it (Yeah)
Big pointer stones round my neck light the room like a candle lit (Boom)
Dont get too close, 762s knock off your shoulder, dismantle it
Masked up, no Rip Hamilton (Yeah, brrt), you niggas squares like Carlton
Im in Bel-Air (Yeah) posted at Nobu, inside the whip, orange like Goku
Lil boy, I done told you, I been hit the ho, thats old news
These niggas be cappin, no Pro Tools
Twenty-two, *****, and I look like a mogul (Yeah)
Got more money than your whole family tree (Yeah, yeah)
Double that shit, and you still wont reach me (*****)
You in the nosebleeds, I sit in floor seats
Right where the coach at, but you cant coach me
Draft Day been on that, sound like Kobe
Please name a nigga who really can stop me
Cant no one stop you, you next like the runner-up
Niggas stay flexin, they *****, Ima look her up
Hook her up, **** her down, got a new stick
Nine-mil bullets and thirty rounds
Ready to hunt a clown
I been that nigga since, uh, I cant remember
Since when ? Wintertime, man, I remember December
Wore a dress, now they tryna slander my gender
My ***** was on set lookin mighty tender (Woo)
So **** what they talkin 'bout, tell em to watch they mouth
Fore I get outta body (Yeah), and I knock em out
I bought twelve different whips like its nothin new
I keep blicks on the hip like they stuck with glue
I drop bombs on a *****, Im not DJ Clue (Boom)
My niggas bangin red, its the way of life (Brrt)
We buyin guns like its illegal, on the ninth
****in my Asian, she makin me jasmine rice (Go)
I took a whole lotta slander from **** niggas, broke niggas
**** all of that , Im the prototype
Grabbin the wheel, I dont give a **** (Skrrt)
Nigga want smoke, I hope that its up
Aimin the stick at the square like the game with the duck
Nigga gon knuck if you buck (Brr)
I got like ten different watches I never wear
My Louis mono, not no Damier (Yeah)
Had the penthouse with three different concierge (Yeah)
I know all of my haters cannot compare (Yeah, pare, pare)
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