- Lil Yachty From Down Bad 歌詞
- Lil Yachty
- Earl on the beat
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Its the code
Everybody live by the code, its the code
Yeah, hey, hey, brrt
Run up an M from down bad
Plottin on hoes I aint had
Percs in my pocket from laundromat
My bitch get a bag from her old man
Dont judge no one
Dont pull up if you aint fuckin someone
She ridin dick and her best friend shotgun (Boom)
My son an icon, suck me with my ice on
Me and my day-ones too tight, we dont fall out bout no one
Run up them racks, shoebox like a GoFund
The rap game sweet as a Cinnabon
Ride with my niggas, they ridin for sure (For sure)
Your old nigga act like a ho
Tell him my FN turn exes to Os (Brrt)
We can just see where it go
My little baby get high, ayy
She off two tens, she living like Scotty
Moving her body, now she up at Follies
My Mexican bitch up in Phoenix, she looking like Barkley, ayy
Fuck on that bitch in the whip, the Maybach like an RV (Skrrt), mmh
Lil nigga, you wasnt gang when the gang called me RD
One second (Uh)
Im with them sodiers now (Uh)
Running up bags, how? (Uh)
Everyone know me now
Run up an M from down bad (Lets go )
Plottin on hoes I aint had (Yeah)
Percs in my pocket from laundromat (Yeah)
My bitch get a bag from her old man (Yeah)
Dont judge no one (Nah)
Dont pull up if you aint fuckin someone
She ridin dick and her best friend shotgun (Boom)
My son an icon (Yeah), suck me with my ice on
Me and my day-ones too tight, we dont fall out bout no one
Run up them racks, shoebox like a GoFund (Run it up)
The rap game sweet as a Cinnabon
I know they need me
Without me, they square as a TV (Facts)
Like me and leave me
Ima be rich til I D-I-E
These niggas act like the CIA
Too calm being broke, must be off the CBD (Yeah)
Earrings like DVDs
I do VVs, these niggas do CZs (Yeah)
Thats why when you see them, you do not see me (Go)
Niggas be big Crips, still wanna be me
Im tryna fuck, dont take up my evening
I want that top, seasoning
From the four-four, with so
Big Draco gon blow ( Boom)
Run up an M from down bad (Yeah)
Plottin on hoes I aint had
Percs in my pocket from laundromat
My bitch get a bag from her old man
Dont judge no one (No, no)
Dont pull up if you aint fuckin someone
She ridin dick (Yeah), and her best friend shotgun (Yeah)
My son an icon (Yeah), suck me with my ice on (Oh, yeah)
Me and my day-ones too tight, we dont fall out bout no one
Run up them racks, shoebox like a GoFund
The rap game sweet as a Cinnabon
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