Lil Yachty - SOLO STEPPIN CRETE BOY (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Lil Yachty - SOLO STEPPIN CRETE BOY (en) şarkı sözleri
- Brrt
Look, 'crete
Mm, hm
Same nigga breakin' down hoes
left and right (yeah)
I was countin' up an m on
a private flight (yeah)
All this chrome on my body like
a medieval knight (hmm)
I was fuckin' up a sack on that
purple sprite (yeah)
All my bitches been official,
even tote a pistol (yeah)
Even blow up like a whistle
(yeah)
Lie to officials (yeah)
I'll drip you down in crystals
if I know you're real (mwah)
Have you geekin' out your
body off a pink pill
I caught you lyin', tell me and
I 'll fuck with you still
So many properties I bought,
I'm king of the hill
Fuck nigga need to learn his place
'fore we put 'em in it (yeah)
Steppin' and swaggin', I'm runnin' shit,
I might run for senate (huh)
I got a bitch up in the kitchen, wearin'
them coochie cutters (yeah)
Free my doggy out that cell, straight
up out the gutter (sweet)
Been them niggas ever since the
position needed fillin'
And I fear I didn't see it, it was
just me and dylan (you see)
You see, it was just me
and justin (drive)
G rippin' her hair while she
top me', might give her
a concussion (yeah)
I don't like discussions
(damn)
I'm too rich for fussin'
(exactly)
Look her dead in her eyes and have
that pussy bustin' (yeah)
I ain't ever cuffin' (yeah)
If my corner baby die, he psyched
out, still (yeah)
Your baby daddy broke, no need for
him to write a will (yeah)
I put paint on my nails, bitches
fuckin' still (still)
It's old money in my bank that
I'm spendin' still (yeah)
Lifestyle shit get twisted, I
been livin' shady (creep)
I been beatin' up that sack like
I'm devin haney (beat it)
I don't need a rap friend,
I'ma step solo (facts)
I try anything once,
the lifestyle yolo
I don't wanna be posted on the blogs,
I don't wanna answer calls
I did this shit for my dawgs,
I just beat up the mall
I just beat up my wrist,
I was duckin' irs
I was takin' that risk, I
was takin' that bitch
I was flyin' air drake, so I was
takin' that switch (brrt)
Bitch (yeah)
They gave me m's at eighteen, ain't
know what to do (yeah)
I fuck a sack up at a jeweler,
I was goin' stupid (oh)
Fell in love with a teller,
I don't know cupid
Gotta tell my stepper "no'," 'cause
he'll really do it (brrt)
Anywhere, everywhere, he
don't give a damn
Empty the clip, reload the clip, we
call it sleight of hand (yeah)
My memory bad, so I'm fuckin'
baby on cam' (mhm)
Bottega coat, I copped, r.i.
p to couple m's (yeah)
That boy is not a kingpin,
he sold a couple grams
He ain't no gangster, grew up
better than adonis graham
It's us
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