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- Lil Yachty SplitWhole Time 歌詞
- Lil Yachty
- Sippin the peach soda
The n***as inside they gon hide til the heat is over
Frrp
Sippin the peach soda
The n***as inside they gon hide til the heat is over
Frrp
Sippin the peach soda
The n***as inside they gon hide til the heat is over
Ima rap til the beat is over
Two Chanel bags the same price as my mink sofa
And I move like the king cobra
Slimin them out dawg I didnt have to think it over
Earl on the beat
Frrp
Sippin the peach soda
The n ***as inside they gon hide til the heat is over
Uh
Ima rap til the beat is over
Uh
Two Chanel bags the same price as my mink sofa
Go
And I move like the king cobra
Go
Slimin them out dawg I didnt have to think it over
Slatt
This lil b***h Ima bend her over
After Im done call the gang Ima send her over
Gang
Im in tune with the UPS
Yeah
Waitin on packages KPreme gon do the rest
Got some b***hes in Budapest
Strapped with them Ks they walk round wearin bullet vests
Ooh frrp
I need you to do more but speak less
Youngins gon open uh
Youngins gon open em up like some Mucinex
Go
Give me top baby keep the s*x
Go
My d**k get bigger when I see a money check
Used to didnt have a hundred bands
Beep
Now Im outside with the gang doin the money dance
Im in rush hour roadrunnin
Mm
Im in rush hour roadrunnin like Jackie Chan
My big brother was beatin pans
Beat it
Lil brother psyched out he might go shoot your mans
Buh buh beep
Sunday through Sunday
Sunday
I got them b***hes comin on the runway
On the runway
F**k with the feng shui
F**k with
Break a b***h back like the wood like a sensei
F**k did that n***a say
F**k
You wasnt round at the gym back at Lindley
Beep
Split
Yeah
Uh-huh
Told my slime Earl hold it on
Yeah
Hold that s**t down n***a Ima see it
Uh-huh
You gon see it and now he see it
For real he held it down
Uh-huh
Feel me
Uh-huh
For real
Uh-huh uh-huh
Beep look
Go
Im hated that much I dont give a d**n
Go
I used to swipe finesse through the Skype through the night
I would eat on a Grand Slam
Swipe
Dont be like me Im a millionaire
Still ridin dirty round town like Chamillionaire
Dont be like me
These n***as softer than Build-A-Bear
Penthouse then make her eat with no silverware
S**t ayy f**k
Im crackin this b***h like some software
Go
I got her boyfriend on my crosshair
He talkin down
Phew
Go the sound
Im in New York need a loft here
D**n
B***h Im a motherf**kin boss here
D** n
No aint no n***a soft here
F**k em
My n***as down they came from the town
Phew
They let it off here
Slatt
Audemars Piguet ice me
Ice
Where I be f**kin this Pisces
She wanna beat up the wifey
She was down
I like the Piguets I like the emeralds
D**n them s**ts look like a icy
Ice
Different in school check out the IQ
I made more guap than the IT
Yeah
S**t nah whole time n***as hold s**t down
Frrt frrt hold it down
Yeah whole time n***as never lack n***as keep a hundred rounds
Whole time frrt
Yeah home alone n***a run up on me do em like Macaulay Caulkin
S** t s**t s**t yeah
Two-fifty for the Bentley coupe I aint drive it leave it parkin
Fif
A lot of my choices was dumb s**t
Gang pull up on the block and they dump s**t
My n***as got red on their head
Red on their head on some Trump s**t
Brrt
Im swervin the Burban down Highland
Skrt
Swervin the whip on some drunk s**t
Swerve
Im not a fighter at all
But I stomp his head wanted him dead
Prrt prrt prrt
Wont get a foot in my conscience
Poh
These b***hes hang round for the content
B***h
It took me way outta context
Oh
My youngin gon blow like a Semtex
S**t beep
Live everywhere like some Germex
Hee
Just tell my n***a his turn next
God
Burn that s **t down
Dont play with me b***h Ima burn it
Burn
Yeah
Burn
Young n***a earn it
Brrt
Dont speak on no s**t you dont know about
Before you speak on it go learn that
S**t s**t yeah
S**t
For real keepin this s** t for real
Beep
Three in the two like Shaquille
Yeah
I dont even know how to feel
Beep
Nah whole time n***as hold s**t down
Frrt frrt hold it down
Yeah whole time n***as never lie n***as keep a hundreds rounds
Whole time frrt
Yeah home alone n***a run up on me do em like Macaulay Caulkin
S**t s**t s**t yeah
Two-fifty for the Bentley coupe I aint drive it leave it parkin
Fif
Frrt frrt
Go
Frrt frrt
Frrt frrt
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