Singer: Lil Yachty
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Song: Fight Night Round 3 Shit
Lil Yachty - Fight Night Round 3 Shit Lyrics (LRC) (02:47-167-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:00.00]by RentAnAdviser.com
[00:09.00]If I was down to my last dollar, give a fuck what they think?
[00:11.80]We gon' load a 80 Benz and old Impala
[00:14.00]Told this bitch my boys from Detroit she askin 'bout Sada
[00:16.10]My wife probably up in New York makin' enchiladas
[00:18.50]Bitch want me to put her in school, I am not your poppa
[00:20.80]Thirty clip and it feel full, I'm in my mood
[00:23.30]Ready to road rage in a Rolls, ay
[00:25.20]Ready to road rage in a Rolls to go hit your hoe
[00:27.80]Bitch, leave me alone when I'm at home, and I'm sipping my fo'
[00:30.10]Niggas better not run up on me wrong, that shit in my coat
[00:32.40]And it clear they lookin at Boat, just like he the Pope
[00:34.70]You know I done-done it all, I ain't Shawty Lo
[00:37.00]Rap nigga play with the bag, keep it on the low
[00:39.50]Cool nigga run with the steppers, steppin' on the dope
[00:41.80]I just-I just touched down, Yachty scooped me Double R
[00:44.90]I think I gotta everything man, Saint Laurant
[00:46.80]Nigga say they see on the jet and on the block
[00:49.20]Give a bad bitch four minutes like a vibe
[00:51.40]Lil' cause said he want some money, send him out
[00:53.80]Spot banging like it's fast food, In-N-Out
[00:56.00]If my youngins catch a nigga outside, they'll spin the block
[00:58.50]How the fuck is niggas actin like they street? They in the house
[01:00.70]Heard that nigga want the clout, fuck it, put them in a cloud
[01:02.90]Heard the brokest niggas loud, that's why I don't make a sound
[01:05.30]That nigga said he don't like Veeze, he don't know why
[01:07.70]I read about shit you ain't seen or you ain't know about
[01:09.80]I sleep on Chrome Heart pillows at Lil' Boat's house
[01:12.10]I'm doing scammin', sendin' bows to yo' hoe house
[01:14.30]Ridin' with a hundred twenty shots, boy, that's four Glocks
[01:16.80]Me and face had shows, and low's and they sold out
[01:19.10]We just turned a San Fran mansion to a grow house
[01:21.40]I just spent three thousand on a coat 'cause it's cold now
[01:23.70]I can't ride around in that Bentley, 'cause it's old now
[01:26.00]I can't hang around with that nigga, 'cause he told now
[01:28.40]You was just a gangsta online, why you foldin' now?
[01:30.60]I thought body was your OG, why they hoein' him out?
[01:33.00]Pull up in ATL with them things, make the snow in the south
[01:35.50]Trappin' by the door in my room, it's one more on the couch
[01:37.80]Seventeen wavy, not a yacht in the water
[01:40.30]Rolex shoppin', seen the yacht and I bought it
[01:42.90]Me and Meech treat the gallery like a office
[01:45.10]Lately I been Globetrottin' like I'm playing in Harlem
[01:47.30]Ridin' round like we ain't famous, with a Glock in the Rari
[01:49.80]All my nig...........
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