Lil Yachty - SB5 (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Lil Yachty - SB5 (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
I left out of school without
momma's permission
They wanted me dead, they
be hoping and wishing
I'm still in your bags when
I'm put in position
I'm dressed in all white like
a chef in the kitchen
Lil Sada boat baby, I rock then I work
All these Ks but i would still
have joined the navy
Remember that shoot-out in my red Vans
Had to duck, loaded the bullet
almost grazed me
I stand ____ but now I'm
the type of nigga
That aim so right, when I
shoot I ain't gotta dump
Twelve o'clock in the whip
looking for the trunk
And you can’t fake the funk
Pistol attached to a nigga
like breast lumps
Lot on the black pump
Pumping on tank three
Three in the morning, I'm half sleep
And nigga I'm half woke
Still aware enough to tell
your bitch I'm an asshole
I'm worried 'bout cash flow, income,
and getting the bag though
I'm through the back door
with my main bitch
Can't get caught with my side ho
I got Bape on, Baby Milo
Bring the bricks on the high low
This bitch only 5'4" but her throat
feel like it's seven feet deep
She sucking dick with a blindfold
Made me disappear like my weed
I'm going in, bitch, its guaranteed
Left my momma house at seventeen
Met my first opp on Evergreen
He got dropped with guns he never seen
Had murder on my mind
then, free YNW Melly
I don't know why you hating on me
Give me a reason to leave
the Drac' on E
Got this bitch cooking steak for me
In the 'Rari running from
the state police
Chopper hold a hundred, say the least
Lil nigga bout to die
so say your peace
I know I gotta stay low-key
My granny said she pray for me
She know I keep a K on me
I was waiting on a nigga
to play with me
Bitch I'm a lover and a fighter
Keep two sticks on me like striker
Custom vests, I ain't no biker
She could stay the night
if I invite her
488, yeah the Spider
Red and yellow like I'm Rowdy Piper
Give a damn if shorty got a nigga
If the bitch is going, I'ma pipe her
Choppa 'round my belt
like eight numbers
Eight numbers like I was at Rikers
Pistol snug like it's in a diaper
Bitch with me got Balmain like a biker
Bitch, what I want is hard to decipher
In a cypher most these niggas liars
Austin Power groovy, Michael Myers
Kill 'em off like Chris
in Stomp the Yard
This lil' bitch right here,
she got me hard
She just want the last four to my card
Drop her off right there on boulevard
Fucked her once and left
the baby scarred
She was wearing Fendi leotards
I been cooking, whipping
Leonard DiCaprio, this
white boy a star
Trapping out the house and in the car
I just served your spouse
up at the bar
And you told like the mouse you are
Watch your mouth, you
snitching from afar
Make no sense, you niggas
work with law
Make no sense, you niggas need address
Left the nest, the team
is still correct
Collect the bag, the
bag I will collect
I'm the richer man, I won't contest
I'm the better rapper, I confess
Fucked her, now she setting
up the desk
Fuck her, now she organize my clothes
Niggas mad I'm sending lower blows
Niggas mad I'm fucking better hoes
I'm a G, sucking ne’er toe
But I flipped the pussy
like some dough
Freckles on her face like dominos
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