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Lil Dann
Lil Dann
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Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
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Lil Dann
Lil Dann
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(I-I-I—), (I-I-I—) What? Huh (I-I-I—) Mhm Us (I-I-I'm working on dying) Live from the pyramids, I'm skraight (BNYX) Yeah, yeah Fuck wrong with these hoes, thinkin' they won't get squished I'll get a bitch gone (brrrt) Pour up in a pineapple Fanta, I'm changing the skin tone (brrrt) In person better have the same energy you had on the cell phone (Brrrt), pussy (brrrt) Fuck wrong with these hoes thinkin' that they exempt I'll get a bitch squished too (brrrt) Call up my sister, press on the issue (brrrt) If you think you the shit, I'm the tissue (brrrt) You can get wiped, you can get wiped (brrrt) And the coupe red like you paid someone, Why? I can't tell you the price (brrrt) She said she don't smoke, she say she don't drink Then fuck is your vice? (What the fuck) (Brrrt) I got more pints than you can count before blinkin' your eyes (brrrt) Yeah, I ride with the five Ain't no bitch too pretty to die I ain't trippin', my assistant can slide Know I stay with them bees like a hive (brrrt) Know I stay with them bees like it's Boston Had six packs comin' from Austin I had three fit bitches, don't talk to 'em (okay) Ain't dead yet still like a hologram (brrrt) Yeah, (brrrt), yeah, (brrrt) Fuck wrong with these hoes, thinkin' they won't get squished I'll get a bitch gone (brrrt) Pour up in a pineapple Fanta, I'm changing the skin tone (brrrt) In person better have the same energy you had on the cell phone (Brrrt), pussy (brrrt) Fuck wrong with these hoes thinkin' that they exempt I'll get a bitch squished too (brrrt) Call up my sister, press on the issue (brrrt) If you think you the shit, I'm the tissue (brrrt) When I'm servin' I'm keepin' my gun in my hand (hand) My nigga forgot bout' a body he caught He done popped him a Xan (Uh, uh) I fuck your bitch, put Chanel in her twat I won't give her no cash (no cash) I'm shoppin' linens, Japan (Japan) I'm Lil Dann but I'm grown, you playin' (facts) Bitch I got bodies on bodies (bodies) Bitch it's Lil Dann and Lil Yachty (okay) I'm sellin' dope like a hobby (oooh) The way I get money, you'd think I play lottery (oooh) I'm stiff on a bitch, they be sayin' I'm rude (yeah) I got some money, done dropped out of school (heh) I got two hunnid' right now and it's cool I need to slow down but it's cool (hey, hey) Tennis chains, cubans and rings (I-I-I—) I'm gettin' money, fuck fame (okay) And most of you niggas be lame You bitches be fuckin', that make you the same You should've believed in me (should've believed) But you rather be teasin' me Turned a dub, that's a easy week Ain't nobody here feeding me (woo) Yeah, yeah Fuck wrong with these hoes, thinkin' they won't get squished I'll get a bitch gone (brrrt) Pour up in a pineapple Fanta, I'm changing the skin tone (brrrt) In person better have the same energy you had on the cell phone (Brrrt), pussy (brrrt) Fuck wrong with these hoes thinkin' that they exempt I'll get a bitch squished too (brrrt) Call up my sister, press on the issue (brrrt) If you think you the shit, I'm the tissue (brrrt)
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