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- Lil Yachty From Down Bad 歌词
- Lil Yachty
- Earl on the beat
It's the code
Everybody live by the code it's the code
Yeah hey hey brrt
Run up an M from down bad
Plottin' on h*es I ain't had
Percs in my pocket from laundromat
My b***h get a bag from her old man
Don't judge no one
Don't pull up if you ain't f**kin' someone
She ridin' d**k and her best friend shotgun
Boom
My son an icon suck me with my ice on
Me and my day-ones too tight
We don't fall out 'bout no one
Run up them racks shoebox like a GoFund
The rap game sweet as a Cinnabon
Ride with my n***as they ridin' for sure
For sure
Your old n***a act like a ho
Tell him my FN turn exes to O's
Brrt
We can just see where it go
My lil' baby get high ayy
She off two tens she living like Scotty
Moving her body now she up at Follies
My Mexican b***h up in Phoenix
She looking like Barkley ayy
F**k on that b***h in the whip
The Maybach like an RV
Skrrt
Mmh
Lil' n***a you wasn't gang when the gang called me RD
One second
Uh
I'm with them sodiers now
Uh
Running up bags how
Uh
Everyone know me now
Run up an M from down bad
Let's go
Plottin' on h*es I ain't had
Yeah
Percs in my pocket from laundromat
Yeah
My b***h get a bag from her old man
Yeah
Don't judge no one
Nah
Don't pull up if you ain't f**kin' someone
She ridin' d**k 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 don't 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
I'ma be rich 'til I D-I-E
These n***as act like the CIA
Too calm being broke must be off the CBD
Yeah
Earrings like DVDs
I do VVs these n***as do CZs
Yeah
That's why when you see them you do not see me
Go
N***as be big Crips still wanna be me
I'm tryna f**k don't 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 h*es I ain't had
Percs in my pocket from laundromat
My b***h get a bag from her old man
Don't judge no one
No no
Don't pull up if you ain't f**kin' someone
She ridin' d**k
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 don't fall out 'bout no one
Run up them racks shoebox like a GoFund
The rap game sweet as a Cinnabon
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