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Red Velvet – I Just lyrics

[Intro] – [Wendy]
It’s time to stop~crying~

[Verse1] – [Seulgi]
Eodum kkeut haega tteuneun sori
Ajik bami goyeoinneun nae bang hanguseogen yeah
[Joy]
Han jogakjogak buseojineun
Nakgo meonji ssahin jakgo jageun gabang hana

[Bridge1] – [Irene]
Huhu bureo oraedoen
Sangcheoreul kkok bodeumgo
[Yeri]
Chajanaen yeolsoe ijeya
Gyeou geu mameul yeoreo

[Music]

(Wendy – I wanna leave)

[Verse2] – [Irene]
Jigeum naege deo piryohan geon
Eodingaro deryeoda jul shinbal hanappun
[Wendy]
Apeuji anke meomchuji anke
Deo jichiji anke so long so long

[Bridge2] – [Yeri]
I gil kkeuteseo urineun
Mannal su isseulkka
(Seulgi – Woah woah woah oh)
[Joy]
Miro sogeseo hemaeda
Eogeunna beorin geolkka
(Rv – Aye~!)

[Chorus] – [Rv]
Ajik kkeunnaji aneun iyagi
(Seulgi – Oh ah-y-ah~)
Yeogi namgyeojyeo teong bin idaero

[Hook] – [Rv]
(Seulgi – Ah-y-ah y-ah y-ah y-ah-y)
I just leave I I just leave I
(Wendy – Ah-y-ah y-ah y-ah y-ah-y)
I just leave I I just

[Bridge3] – [Wendy]
Nuneul gameumyeon slow tto neoye moksori
Neoye sumgyeori neoye misoga dashi naegero daha
[Joy]
Naye ipsure flow tto neoye geu ireum
[Seulgi]
Gadeuk meogeumeo teojil geot gachi
Dashi himkkeot dallyeoga
(Wendy – Yeah yeah yeah)

[Hook] – [Rv]
(Joy – Ah-y-ah y-ah y-ah y-ah-y)
I just leave I I just leave I
(Wendy – I will leave anybody)
(Seulgi – Ah-y-ah y-ah y-ah y-ah-y)
I just leave I I just
(Wendy – Ah oh yeah)

(Joy – Ah-y-ah y-ah y-ah y-ah-y)
I just leave I I just leave I
(Seulgi – Yeah I leave it all behind)
(Wendy – Ah-y-ah y-ah y-ah y-ah-y)
(Seulgi – Want you)
I just leave I I just
(Joy – I leave it all behind)

[Outro] – [Seulgi]
Ajik kkeunnaji aneun iyagi
Yeogi namgyeojyeo teong bin idaero

ID & OPE BELLO – Your Love lyrics

Verse 1
Hey! Lift up your hands every nation
It’s time to worship our maker
When praises go up blessings come down
Let’s worship Him
Lift up your hands oh ye people
Right now let’s worship our creator
When praises go up blessings come down
Let’s worship Him

Pre-Chorus
Almighty God, Almighty God we serve
Who was and is and is to come
You are

Chorus
Your love is unconditional
Blessings me more than I deserve
Whoa! You are, you are a loving God
Your love is unconditional
Blessings me more than I deserve
Whoa! You are, you are a loving God

Verse 2
Hey! Be lifted up king of glory
You delight in the praises of your people
Rain down in glory and power
We worship you
Be lifted up king of glory
You inhabit the praises of creation
Come down in glory and power
As we worship you

Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Bridge
You are compassionate
Lord Almighty God most gracious one you are
You are compassionate Lord Almighty God
Most gracious one you are

ID & OPE BELLO – Adonai lyrics

Eh Adonai
Adonai we worship you
Eh

Verse 1
Whose name is mighty. The name of our God
We give adoration, in reverence for your name
Your name saves, and your name delivers.
Your name is greater than every other name

Chorus
Adonai, Adonai
The power in your name, so unspeakable
Adonai, Adonai
Your name does the impossible

Eh eh eh eh eh

Verse 2
Whose name is mighty? The name of our God
We give adoration, in reverence for your name
Your name saves, and your name delivers.
Your name is greater than every other name

Chorus X2

Bridge 1 x2
Lord Your name is bigger
Bigger than any other name
Lord Your name is stronger
Stronger Adonai

Chorus X2

Praise
The name of the Lord is a stronger tower
The righteous runs into it and is safe
Lord we believe in the power of your name
The name that is greater, stronger
The name that rescues, heals and delivers,
Adonai

Bridge 2 x2
Adonai, your name heals
Adonai, your name delivers
Adonai, Jehovah bu eze (God is King)
Adonai

Your name saves, and your name delivers
Your name is greater than any other name

ID & OPE BELLO – Fill Me Up lyrics

Verse 1
Longing for your presence
I wanna see your glory
Fill me till I cannot contain
This is all I desire x2

Chorus
Come and fill me up
Come and fill me now
All of you over me
Holy Spirit fill me up x2

Verse 2
There is power in your presence
Hope and joy unending
Only you can satisfy me
You are all I desire x2

Chorus X2

Bridge
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Holyspirit fill me now.

Chorus X2

ID & OPE BELLO – I Praise You lyrics

Verse 1:
If not for you where would I be
You covered me when was in shame
You lead me on to a new sight
Now I see a meaning in my life

Pre-chorus
I’ll praise you, I’ll praise you
I’ll praise you forever, it’s all about you (x2)

Chorus
Whoa!!! Whoa!!! Whoa!!!
This life, I live to praise you (2x)

Verse 2:
It’s you I am talking about
Christ you did it  all for me
Your blood speaks and fights for me
Now you make me live as,
King’s ……Chosen……child

Bridge
God has done it (eh!)
So I live to praise him (eh!)
What god has promised you (eh)
He will do it (eh)
We’ll get the victory, because Jesus got it
Since Jesus did it already (eh)
We must live to praise him

Pre-chorus
Chorus

Joshua James Hunt – Living Or Dying lyrics

[Verse]
I once heard someone say
Everybody has that one that got away
You were that one for me
Heavy on my heart until recently
I couldn’t tell you that though
Had to bear it alone
You might feel the same but
I guess we’ll never know

[Chorus]
We stood there face to face
We both were crying
Sometimes it’s hard to tell
If we’re living or dying
Are we better together
Or better on our own
Sometimes when you love her
You’ve got to let her go

[Verse]
It’s hard to let go of a thing
You hold so close
You commit to somebody
Just to watch them go
It’s true that I made mistakes
And I’ll take the blame
But penitent hindsight
Does nothing for pain

[Chorus]
We stood there face to face
We both were crying
Sometimes it’s hard to tell
If we’re living or dying
Are we better together
Or better on our own
Sometimes when you love her
You’ve got to let her go

[Bridge]
I wanted to see you
All last week
If only to catch a glimpse
And not to speak
But though I searched desperately
You never entered my view
Until I fell asleep
Last night and dreamed of you
And we

[Chorus]
Stood there face to face
We both were crying
Sometimes it’s hard to tell
If we’re living or dying
Are we better together
Or better on our own
Sometimes when you love her
You’ve got to let her know

[Chorus]
We stood there face to face
We both were crying
Sometimes it’s hard to tell
If we’re living or dying
Cause we’re better together
Not better on our own
Sometimes when you love her
You’ve got to let her know

[Outro]
We stood there face to face
We both were crying
Sometimes it’s hard to tell
If we’re living…

Gideon Crow Music – NOLA Blues lyrics

I was making my way down the road
In a story yet to unfold,
My dogs started barking, so I sat down
And kicked off my shoes.

A stranger said “Son, ya carry quite a load,”
Is the journey worth it’s weight in gold?
So I picked up my guitar
And I started singing the blues.

I said, I­ been on this road so long,
Can’t remember quite where it began.
I held on this guitar so hard,
Now it’s my only friend.

I been ramblin’ up and down,
Trying to find an end,
And I aint been home
Sense I can’t remember when.

[musical break]

I been all over the country, coast to coast,
More times than I can count,
Playin’ guitar, drinkin’ and a fussing,
Trying to fight my way out.

I started out at the bottom, not a penny in my pocket,
And let the world do their best.
I came here with nothing,
And I still got most of it left.

Gideon Crow Music – Just A Song lyrics

I picked up this ol’ guitar
A couple of years ago,
And just started walking
When I had nowhere to go.

Don’t know where I’m headed,
I don’t wanna join no band,
But I’ll see the end of every road
Before I die, if I can.

Somewhere down this road I’m on,
Someone’s feelin’ just as alone,
And if I sing loud enough,
This could be more than “Just a song.”

[guitar solo]

Now I seen friends and lovers,
And children all pass away,
I felt like an old man
At the age of 28.

When I get to feelin’ lonely
And wishing for the life I had,
I sit down on the corner,
Strum a while and put out a hat.

I don’t know no “Jesus,”
But if you a prayin’ man,
Put in a good word for me,
Wish God ‘ould help this traveling man.

[very short music break]

Now I aint say all this for pity,
I don’t need nothin’ from you.
But somewhere out there’s someone
Feelin’ like I do.

Somewhere down this road I’m on
Someone’s feeling just as alone,
And if I sing loud enough
This could be more than just another song.

Brother Calvin Allen – I Can’t Live Without You lyrics

Intro
Oh-oha-yeahhhh, I can’t live without you
Oh-oha, oh-oh—oha, oh Lordy
Oh-oh-oha, oh oh oh oh

Verse 1
I don’t know how long it’s been
Since I got down, and said Lord Amen
I once was blind, but now I see
Cause you came in, and rescued me…oh Lordy

Repeat Intro line 2-3 x2

Verse 2
I was lost, I couldn’t be found
But you came in, and turned my life around
You gave your life, that I might live
I once was empty, but Oh Lord now I’m filled

Repeat Intro line 2-3 x2

Bridge 1
Oh yeah—- I can’t live–I can’t live without you
I can’t live without you—no—-yeah…oh Lordy No—–
I don’t know…. How long it’s been
Since I got down, and said Lord Amen
I once was blind, but now I see
Cause you came in, and rescued me oh Lordy

Repeat Intro line 2-3 x2

Bridge 2
I can’t live without you….
No—no.. Can’t live—-
I can’t live without you… no Lordy…oh—yeah
No Lordy.. Oh——

TanJona – Sois Glorifié lyrics

[Verse]
Seigneur Tu m’as guidé
Je suis là pour T’adorer
À jamais, sois glorifié
Tu m’as créé pour T’aimer
Proclamer tes bienfaits
À jamais sois glorifié

[Chorus]
Je m’abandonne à Toi
Devant Ta majesté
À tes pieds
Je m’abandonne à Toi
À jamais sois glorifié
À jamais sois glorifié

Bob Sprowston – We Love It When It’s Christmas! lyrics

We love it when it’s Christmas, it’s a happy time of year
With Christmas Lights and Christmas Trees and Santas almost here
We love it when it’s Christmas time and Santas on his way
With Rudolph and his Reindeer Friends and presents on his sleigh

Ding ding……

We’ll have some fun this Christmas, especially if it snows
We’ll build a Rudolph Reindeer or a Snowman with a pose
We all love Father Christmas and everybody knows
His Red Coat and his White Beard and his Merry Ho Ho Ho’s

Ding ding……

And when it comes to Christmas Eve on a dark and starry night
It’s best if you are fast asleep cause you may give him a fright
So don’t forget to leave out, some milk and a biscuit too
A carrot for dear Rudolph, something for him to chew
We love it when it’s Christmas time and Santas on his way
With Rudolph and his Reindeer Friends and presents on his sleigh

Instrumental

Ding ding……

The starlight of the tinsel, or the moonbeam of the night
Means just by chance you’ll see him, high up and in full flight
And when he leaves the presents, under the Christmas Tree
We will know, we’ve been good, if there’s one for you and me

We love it when it’s Christmas, it’s a happy time of year
With Christmas Lights and Christmas Trees and Santas almost here
We love it when it’s Christmas time and Santas on his way
With Rudolph and his Reindeer Friends and presents on his sleigh

Ah Ha Ha Ha, Ha Ha Ha
He He, He He He…
Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!

Ding ding……

Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho, Santas on his way…

Bob Sprowston – Talk To Me! lyrics

All Right? Yeah. All Right?

Come on pretty baby, wont you talk to me
Your such a pretty baby, I’m on bended knee
Come-on talk to me (Get your card stamped here)
Come-on talk to me (Get my ass in Gear), (Ya Hoo), (Ya Hoo)

Come on pretty baby, wont you tell me your name
Your such a gorgeous baby, you are drivin me insane
Come-on talk to me (Get your card stamped here)
Come-on talk to me (Got to conquer my fear)

I’ve seen you quite often but I don’t know your name
Dancing to the music, you are drivin me insane
I want to get to know you, but I don’t have the guts
That leaves only one thing, that sounds rather nuts, but wont ya
Talk to me (Get your card stamped here)
Come-on talk to me (Got to find me a beer)

I fink that I love ya, but I cant be too sure
I really like ya dancing till ya fell on the floor
I want to get to know ya, but to tell you the truth
I don’t have the guts and I can’t play the flute
Come-on talk to me (Get your card stamped here)
Talk to me (Get my ass in gear)

Middle 8: (Ya Hoo) (Ya Hoo) (Ya Hoo) (Ya Hoo)

I fink that I love ya, but I don’t know you’re name
To never hav’a met ya, would be such a shame
I want to get to know ya, but to tell you the truth
I don’t have the guts and I can’t play the flute
Come-on talk to me (Get your card stamped here)
Come-on talk to me (Got to consecrate my fear)(Du what?) (Ya Hoo) (Ya Hoo)

Its all right for those guys playin in a band
Expressin all their music the best way that they can
For me to ask her out, is way too much for sure, and
Expressly rather difficult, when ones tongue is on the floor

Talk to me (Get your card stamped here)
Come-on talk to me (Got to find me a beer)
When I’ve finished in the toilet, I write on the wall
I cant spell my name, I can’t do much at all
And even if I told you, I love you oh so much
You’d probably just laugh at me and say I’m bloody nuts

Talk to me (Get your card stamped here)
Talk to me (Get my ass in gear)
Talk to me (C-C-Conquer my fear)
Talk to me (I need a beer)

I’ve had enough of this I’m goin home

Caus I’m so Frustrated!

Aw, I cant express myself!

Mind Over Matter – Ripple lyrics

Verse 1:

I can feel the vibe all across the globe
See with my third eye while my eyes while my eyes are closed
Move things with my mind with my hands tied low
I can see through the lies and feel the soul
Seed of Orion Bold like a lion
So high that I’m flying to new horizons
Fly like a bird shine like a diamond
Hot like fire ring the sirens
Like a star child sent from Gaia
Bout to get tribal from here to China
This is the revival that new style
A soulful arrival of disciples
Not just a girl a female magician
Here to rock the world and share the vision
Then I’m gonna walk like I’m an Egyptian
Open up the mind and Break out of prison
(open up the mind and break out of prison:)

Chorus:

Feel my love let it Ripple:
Feel my love let it Ripple:
Feel my love let it Ripple:
Feel my love let it Ripple:

Verse 2:

Moving like linguine cause I got that Kundalini
Sipping on martinis then I’ll vanish like Houdini
Banishing the enemy we banish it collectively
Cause I can feel the energy You’re speaking in telepathy
Something sparks my memory each time you connect with me
I send my love mentally I know we have that chemistry
Taking me to ecstasy tantric love is feeling me:
Moving like elastic on the apparatus
Doing gymnastics smooth like satin sweet molasses
So exotic and hypnotic it’s the chronic hydroponic
Got the tonic super sonic watch it watch it as I flaunt it:
Watch watch it as I flaunt it

Chorus:

Feel my love let it Ripple:
Feel my love let it Ripple:
Feel my love let it Ripple:
Feel my love let it Ripple:

Mind Over Matter – Nebula lyrics

Chorus:

La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like a Nebula
La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like nebula

Verse: 1
Light in black two poles attracting
Falling back while my soul is relaxing
Slipped through the cracks let the flow surpass me
I’m lit to the Max no foes could match me

Glimpse at the past through the eyes of the future
I flinch at the cast but the wounds are sutured
Bricks don’t last and the fool’s a nuisance
Wet grip on glass like who’s influence

It’s a think you can’t catch but you feel in the music
Look within that’s the root of the music
Learn to forgive for the screws that were loosened
It’s your life you live you choose to do it

Mind rhymes collective times define evolution
Blind to the nines who expect to find revolution
Tangled and entwined such divine execution
Of the angle through a strangled angels eyes for resolution

Label the cradle with fables and confusion
Unable to see through this table’s illusion
Faithful people in a crazy institution
Break through the peephole to gain through losing

Chorus:

La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like a Nebula
La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like nebula

Verse 2:
No sense getting lost in misconception
Negative thoughts are the wrong direction
Instead I just think with positive inflection
It all depends upon intention

Cross diversions occupy time and space
Like square conversions multiplied in shades of gray
Fade in the eyes of change I break the pieces
Reshapen dreams to change with the seasons

Remain the same while the game is repeated
Claim that you’re saved in the name of Jesus
In order to change man the game is cheated
Borders reclaimed while your brain is defeated

Born in restraints to retain your freedom
Conform to the ways to re-frame your dreams
Ignore the truth misplace blame and reasons
I pray for the day to be free of credence

Chorus 3:

La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like a Nebula
La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like nebula

Verse 3:

My flow sounds deep and my rhymes are heavy
Here to sow from the seeds because the time is ready
Go ahead and follow me cause my mind is steady
I know you want to see through all the lies already

So what’s it going to be You finding truth through the lies and
You run away from my but keep my thoughts in your mind
I know you can see it in all the signs
That what you once believed is not lost from misguidance

Cause this reality is all in the mind
What’s the fallacy I said it’s all in the timing
My mentality is the force set behind it
And flexibility is the course that I’m rhyming

So please tell me how to reach through your pride
Pull you out like gravity the force so divine
If you could only see all the magic inside
You carry the keys while I break the silence

Chorus 4:

La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like a Nebula
La la la
No not a replica
It’s in my retina
Much like nebula

Mind Over Matter – Below You lyrics

Verse 1:

Been silent too long Though it made me strong
At least I know you get the point when you hear my song
I rise from the fall hear to answer the call
Raise my voice above the law

Rhyming with no ego Still illegal
Still stay high when I check with my P. O
Mind Over Matter got the placebo
Awaken the masses like I’m Neo

State of surveillance Liberate from the matrix
Raise your vibration to escape it
Free the mind no more complacence
10 percent of the mind what the rest’s wasted

99 percent of the population
Is the force behind these corporations
They fear the day that we awaken
And realize all the life they’ve taken

I know I’m chosen and I’m focused
Will is golden and can’t be broken
This system is a joke and it fixes no one
Morals are stolen by consumer notions

Supply and demand by the greedy upperhand
I see the plan yeah they bleed the land
On the backs of man Please understand
We’re slaves blind to the chains in hand

Chorus:

Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (Below you)
Now what’s that say about you
Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (below you)
Now what’s that say about them:

(Keys Breakdown)

Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (Below you)
Now what’s that say about you
Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (below you)
Now what’s that say about them:

Music

Verse 2:

Diamonds in my bones stars in my blood
Spit fire in the mic with a heart full of love
Yeah steady as a stone I ride so low
Keep to my own and fly solo

I’m something like a phenomena
But still running like its a marathon
Keep going to the break of down
Then I blow up like an atomic bomb

Mind Mind Mind Over Matter Breaking the pattern
Shaking the ground like a natural disaster
Supernatural Producing Rapper
Insane in the brain like a mad hatter

Bringing in the pain to these lame ass actors
Change that game like a main reactor
Break yo neck like a chiropractor
Mic Mic Check got that firecracker

Insane in the brain epileptic seizure
Bringing in the pain know I got that fever
Want that flame gotta get that ether
Body move the bass I’m inside that speaker

Heard you talking smack from a safe safe distance
In a house of glass now can I get a witness
How you gonna hack up in my business
Man you can’t track this sick encryption

I’m an explicit feminist
You can’t touch this so suck my kiss:

Chorus 2:

Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (Below you)
Now what’s that say about you
Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (below you)
Now what’s that say about them:

Vibrate, elevate, levitate, meditate, stimulate, fascinate, escalate, and liberate:

Chorus 3:

Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (Below you)
Now what’s that say about you
Anyone who tries to bring you down’s below you (below you)
Now what’s that say about them:

Christine Blackburn – I Call Your Name lyrics

A body aching and worn
A mind as young as when you were born
The visions clear, playing in the sun
I call your name and you run to me here
Child of mine, now a man
Our two hearts beat as when all began
The life we shared cannot last
The smiles and tears are memories of the past
Your voice sings on
Long after I’m gone
But will I hear, when I’m no longer near
Child of mine, now a man
Our thoughts entwine as only we two can
I call your name.

Macklemore – Ain’t Gonna Die Tonight lyrics

(feat. Eric Nally)

[Eric Nally:]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Macklemore:]
Open up the doors on ’em, we playing tonight
Bring on the marching band and turn on the stadium lights
They gonna learn from me, this is our church to be
Life of a champion, ugh, so Freddy Mercury
Sneaking into Hov concerts in nosebleeds
The Hov bein’ like woah
Yeah, independant, keep killing these people and don’t sleep
Even the pigeon toed still standing on both feet, you know
It’s obvious who’s night this is
Grandparent’s immigrants, couple Irish kids
Victory in my grass, gotta fight for this
The streets are ours this evening, going undefeated
I roll the dice against the staircase, uh huh
Steak season, gotta marinate, uh huh
If I happen to die tonight, put my spirit in the stars
Bury me in the grave and carve “the history was ours”
Said I

[Eric Nally:]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Macklemore:]
Wake up, bitch, I ain’t dead yet
And If I was in heaven, I’d be the best dressed
My closet looking like a swap meet in Texas
And maybe it’s excess, but we ain’t cut from the same cloth, player
Talking to a boss player
Checks like a ball player
Easy money, all lay-ups
I be pissing off neighbors
Get up off my dick and get the finger like a cross-fader
I be in my lawn chair star gazing like, woo!
All praise to the most high
Your boy in his own J’s, I made it to courtside
Remember the old days and praying for co-signs
When labels offer me pay, I said that I won’t sign
I took my weakness and turned that into a weapon
And when everybody doubted me, I turned that to my leopard
So I stand up on the stage, it wasn’t planned, see it was destined
Look at fifty-thousand people with their hands unto the heavens and said

[Eric Nally:]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Didn’t come this far to lose
Won’t let death make a move
Might not mean much to you, but I’d die for this W
Let my life be something to prove
Every scrape, every fight, every cut, every bruise
I lay it all on the line, I re-write these rules
Victory in my sight, I will not lose

I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

Lil Yachty – GET MONEY BROS. lyrics

(feat. Tee Grizzley)

[Intro]
30, you a fool for this one
Ear Drummers
Lil Boat
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Burn his ass out like a skillet (woo)
All that shit talking online gon’ and kill it (woo)
Throw them legs up and I promise I’ll drill it (woo)
Whip wasn’t high enough, I told ’em lift it
Check wasn’t high enough, I told ’em lift it (woo)
Bought bro a Rollie ’cause my brother gifted
That pussy pretty but I still gotta sniff it
Whole team got chains on, I call that certificate (uh, ooh)
Where your money lil’ nigga?
Wearin’ 10 chains don’t make your diamonds bigger (no)
Look at my ring, that’s a 80
Fuck a V Live when I’m bored wit’ Lil Baby
Born in ’97 my bitch from the 80s (whoo)
She drive a young nigga crazy

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
I’m from Detroit between Evergreen and Southfield Road (we come up off the freeway)
Money long as 6 mile, fuck nigga, but you know I’m so Joy Road (Joy Road)
Shit I seen in my hood made me the type to sneak into awards with my pole (brraa, brraa)
3 million, I got that in cash, 400K, got that in gold (got that in gold)
Crib came with a sauna (crib came with the sauna)
Beam came on the MAC (beam came on the bow!)
200 miles a hour (skrr skrr), this a Hellcat not a Scat (skrr skrr)
We ain’t cosignin’ no rats, talkin’ to the cops only time these niggas state facts (only time these niggas state facts)
Leave a nigga brains in his lap, he was driving, chopper put him in the back (brraaa)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
We the young niggas gettin’ money, yeah
Everybody ’round us gettin’ money, yeah
Niggas in the back, they gunnin’, yeah
VVS diamonds so stunnin’, yeah (bling)
A bitch nigga mad, well, so? (so?, yeah, ayy)
We the fuckin’ get money bros (get money)

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Gotta get guap, gotta get it
Used to ride ’round baggin’ hoes in a Civic
Now I pick and choose, I’m super specific
Shawty slurp nut like a Blueberry Mistic (ew)
Uhhhh, watch where you steppin’
Bang what you bang, nigga, rep what you reppin’
Don’t you dare ever dap me with yo’ left hand
Respect my pimpin’, I’m ballin’ like I’m Pippen

[Verse 4: Tee Grizzley]
My Uber actin’ so janky right now, bro come pick yo’ bitch up (my shit ain’t workin’)
You pull up on tip, I’ma headshot you, then gotta pick yo’ shit up (boom, boom)
My diamonds so white, I was whippin’ the dope, almost got it mixed up (skrr skrr)
I shaved off my firin’ pin, it was one shot, now it got the hiccups (b-boom, boom, boom)

[Chrous: Lil Yachty]
We the young niggas gettin’ money, yeah
Everybody ’round us gettin’ money, yeah
Niggas in the back, they gunnin’, yeah
VVS diamonds so stunnin’, yeah
A bitch nigga mad, well, so? (huh, yeah, ayy)
We the fuckin’ get money bros

Lil Yachty – 66 lyrics

(feat. Trippie Redd)

[Intro]
DY Krazy

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Racks up, racks up, pullin’ out a Bentley truck
Semi, semi, keep it tucked, bad bitch, bubble butt
14, 14, high school, servin’ beans
Dropped out, now I’m rich, flexin’ ’til I’m 66

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Flexin’ for these bands, finna pop out, ayy
Boolin’ on the block I got my Glock out, ayy
I just pulled up in a Bentley
All the hatred go right to your fuckin’ kidney
Flexin’ bands, lil’ nigga won’t get a penny, yeah
I’ma keep on runnin’ it up, ayy
I’ma keep on runnin’ it up, fuckin’ it up
This choppa bustin’ you up, ayy
There you go, testin’ your luck, dumb as fuck, yeah (ayy, ooh)
Flexin’ baby, pull up in a drop top, ayy
Diamonds dancin’ on me, baby hopscotch
Bling blaow, shinin’ fresh just like some Pop Rocks, ayy
Fireworks, when I pull up to your block, pop

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Racks up, racks up, pullin’ out a Bentley truck
Semi, semi, keep it tucked, bad bitch, bubble butt
14, 14, high school, servin’ beans
Dropped out, now I’m rich, flexin’ ’til I’m 66
Racks up, racks up, pullin’ out a Bentley truck
Semi, semi, keep it tucked, bad bitch, bubble butt
14, 14, high school, servin’ beans
Dropped out, now I’m rich, flexin’ ’til I’m 66

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, when my brother get out, told him ain’t no block now
Same bitches curbin’ all up on my cock now
Twenty bitches and they all comin’ with me (skrrt, skrrt)
Side by side, me and Trippie in the Bentley (skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, and I bought it ain’t no rentin’
Baby girl I’m tryna fuck, why is you ventin’? (huh, huh)
In 2016, I got hotter than your skate team (huh, huh)
2018, I need at least like eight rings (huh, huh)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Racks up, racks up (gang, gang), pullin’ out a Bentley truck (yeah)
Semi, semi, keep it tucked (yeah), bad bitch, bubble butt (woah)
14, 14 (‘teen), high school, servin’ beans (beans)
Dropped out, now I’m rich (yeah), flexin’ ’til I’m 66 (yeah)
Racks up, racks up (yeah), pullin’ out a Bentley truck (skrrt)
Semi, semi, keep it tucked (yeah), bad bitch, bubble butt (aight)
14, 14 (yeah), high school, servin’ beans (beans)
Dropped out, now I’m rich (yeah), flexin’ ’til I’m 66

Lil Yachty – BABY DADDY lyrics

(feat. Lil Pump & Offset of Migos)

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Uh
30, you a fool for this one
Tell your baby daddy I’m richer
Bitch, I don’t wanna sip liquor, stop tryna pressure my niggas
Just left the club, that shit was weak, grab me a hoe off the street (huh)
Wait ’till I leave, I’m finna fuck, beat it ’till I fall asleep (whoo!)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Your baby daddy a sucker, ayy, your baby daddy a buster, ayy
Your baby daddy so broke, he hit the plug for a free line of coke
I’m thirty deep with the whole gang, pull up, we bringin’ the pain
Fuckin’ a bitch, grabbin’ her throat, poppin’ out all of her veins
Ride a Maybach, not a Mustang, nut on her face, fuck up her bangs
Choke-slam a nigga, like I was Kane, choppa, it sing like Zayn
Shoot out the roof, no aim, shoot out the roof, no aim
I want the guap, you can have fame, I make them blue hunnids sing

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Two choppas with me, I don’t use no pistols (brr, ooh)
Big, fat Backwood, it look like a missile (yuh, ooh)
My bitches come when I go blow the whistle (brr)
Your girl gave me top, and then you gon’ kiss her (damn)
Yeah, I walked in and I’m drippin’, it’s Fiji (ooh)
Too much ice on me, the doctor come see me (damn)
Niggas hate on me, they wish they could be me (oh shit)
All my cars foreign and they ain’t got no ceiling (woo)
Blow two hunnid bands at night (yeah)
Show you how I’m livin’ life (ooh!)
Fuck five hoes, I ain’t got a wife (damn)
Bust down on Napoleon Dynamite (yeah)
Glacier on my neck, I don’t need a light
Pour eight in a two liter, I ain’t thinkin’ twice
Smoke twenty blunts, yeah, I’m feelin’ like a fuckin’ kite (brr)
Put my dick in her, oh shit, yeah, her pussy tight (ooh)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty & Offset]
Your baby daddy a sucker, ayy, your baby daddy a buster, ayy
Your baby daddy so broke, he hit the plug for a free line of coke
I’m thirty deep with the whole gang, pull up, we bringin’ the pain
Fuckin’ a bitch, grabbin’ her throat, poppin’ out all of her veins
Ride a Maybach, not a Mustang, nut on her face, fuck up her bangs
Choke-slam a nigga, like I was Kane, choppa, it sing like Zayn
Shoot out the roof, no aim (brr, brr), shoot out the roof, no aim (hey!)
I want the guap, you can have fame, I made them blue hunnids sing (Offset!)

[Verse 2: Offset]
I make them blue hunnids talk (talk to me)
Pinky ring white, look like chalk (white)
I got your bitch, I just bought (bought)
How much you think in my vault? (How much?)
Chopper with the pump, it got sawed (brr)
Patek cost a hunnid, oh, Lord (Patek gang)
Diamond VVS’s, whoa, whoa (whoa)
My pockets double-stuffed, it overload (overload)
Slidin’ on your bitch in a peacoat (slide)
Super Bowl on my fist, subzero (slide)
Black Bentayga, it’s a emo (woo)
Shootin’ dice in Vegas, shoot a free-throw (whoa)
Bombs in the trap like a C4 (bombs)
Fuck her in her mouth, wanna de-load (uhh)
Bitch I’m not the sheep, I’m the big G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
Go and check the peephole

[Chorus: Lil Yachty & Offset]
Your baby daddy a sucker, ayy, your baby daddy a buster, ayy
Your baby daddy so broke (woo, woo, woo, woo), he hit the plug for a free line of coke (hey)
I’m thirty deep with the whole gang, pull up, we bringin’ the pain (gang, gang, gang)
Fuckin’ a bitch, grabbin’ her throat, poppin’ out all of her veins (we did)
Ride a Maybach, not a Mustang, nut on her face, fuck up her bangs (gah)
Choke-slam a nigga, like I was Kane, choppa, it sing like Zayn (brr)
Shoot out the roof, no aim (brr), shoot out the roof, no aim (brr)
I want the guap, you can have fame (guap, guap, guap), I made them blue hunnids sing (hey!)

Lil Yachty – BOOM! lyrics

(feat. Ugly God)

[Intro: Lil Yachty & Ugly God]
(30, you a fool for this one)
Run it up, mhm
I finally realized why you niggas hatin’
Niggas ain’t gettin’ no money, man
‘Cause when you ain’t gettin’ no money, you know what I’m sayin’, like
You know what I’m sayin’, stressed out, you know what I’m sayin’
You stressed out when you get no money
We stressless over here, niggas is stress free
Yup, aye, yup, aye, yup, aye
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, aye, yuh, yuh yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, damn, yuh, okay, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
And that lil’ car go fast (fast) and that lil’ car go zoom (zoom)
That lil’ bitch got a fat ass (ass), took that lil’ bitch to the room (whoo)
My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms)
Try to take one of my chains (yeah), all you gon’ hear is a boom (boom)
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (damn)
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (grr)
Don’t give a fuck ’bout your clique, uh
Y’all can get hit with the boom (boom)
Don’t give a fuck ’bout the bitch, uh
Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr)

[Verse 1: Ugly God]
I’m like “Whoops”, huh, I might peel off in a coupe, huh
Nigga better not take my chain, huh, blow that bitch up like a nuke, huh
I do this shit for my mama, my mama told me don’t forget ’bout my roots (huh)
I just been countin’ my commas, talk down I’ma stomp that boy out in my boots (huh)
Hop in the whip and go vroom, nigga talk down, I go boom
I won’t even break a sweat, I’ma just call up my goons
Get yo’ ass gone for the low, my shooters gon’ ride to the moon
Then I’ma fuck on ya ho, take that bitch back to the room
Aye, I’ma shoot shots if you talk down on my name
I don’t miss shots, but my choppa got aim
Old money, but it don’t walk with a cane
VVS diamonds, just talk to my chain
Yeah I beat her back out, it get knocked out the frame
Fuck my old whip, had to cop me a Range
She don’t fuck with me right now, but as soon as I drop
Guarantee she gon’ fly for the fame

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
And that lil’ car go fast (fast) and that lil’ car go zoom (zoom)
That lil’ bitch got a fat ass (ass), took that lil’ bitch to the room (whoo)
My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms)
Try to take one of my chains (yeah), all you gon’ hear is a boom (boom)
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (damn)
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (grr)
Don’t give a fuck ’bout your clique, uh, y’all can get hit with the boom (boom)
Don’t give a fuck ’bout the bitch, uh, give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Drop and roll (ooh, ooh), death row (ooh)
All bosses caught the 420, uh
Gave her that dick, now she love me (ooh)
Gave her that dick, now she love me
Lean in the glass, like it’s bubbly, huh
These niggas hate that I’m rich, huh
These niggas hate on my bitch, yeah (fuck it)
Fuck with that fuck up (damn)
Fuck, then I dip, ’cause she stuck up (ooh)
Crowd hands up like a stick-up (yeah)
Hit the flick of the wrist, huh
Bank on Lemony Snicket, huh (ooh)
Ice on my neck, cost a ticket, huh (ooh)
Your career rocky like ridges, huh (ooh)
Test me, you gon’ need some stitches
That goes for any of you bitches (lil boat)
Chopsticks (ooh), nigga, get beat up in the moshpits (yeah)
Leave a nigga lumpy, like cheese grits (yeah)
Dick ’bout as long as four fish sticks (ooh)
Middle finger to a cop, racist pig that can suck on my cock
Big rocks all inside of my watch, that’s not a Rolex, my nigga, that’s Swatch

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
And that lil’ car go fast (yeah) and that lil’ car go zoom (zoom)
That lil’ bitch got a fat ass (ass), took that lil’ bitch to the room (whoo)
My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms)
Try to take one of my chains (yeah), all you gon’ hear is a boom (boom)
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (skr, skr)
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! (skr, skr)
Don’t give a fuck ’bout your clique, uh, y’all can get hit with the boom (boom)
Don’t give a fuck ’bout the bitch, uh, give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr)

[Outro: Ugly God]
Skrr, skrr, skrr
Skrr, skrr

Lil Yachty – COUNT ME IN lyrics

[Intro]
Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?

[Verse]
Bangin’ out the mothafuckin’ back door
Yeah, you sippin’ but you not sippin’ Act’ though (facts)
Double C’s on my feet, gang bangin’ Bs (gang)
Make a bitch touch her knees, she was Vietnamese (hah!)
Crew of bitches poppin’ percs, E’s and triple C’s (pop)
Off top, gimme top ’cause you just a sleaze (slurp)
She want head, she want head, I said, “Nigga please” (hah)
Touch my riches, you’ll get stitches, you think talk is cheap (brr)
I been flexin’ for a while now (whoo)
Stripper bitches tryna trap me for a child now, yeah
And this clip got twelve left, like a dial now (pew pew pew)
If I get robbed, 911 who I don’t dial now, yeah (brrr)
Rap niggas tryna steal my style (hah!, huh)
Stackin’ shit, call me Yachty Rothschild
Bet it like a game of poker, poker face, Code Lyoko (lil’ boat)
These niggas po-po, Benz sit on 24-4’s (skrr)
That shit go skrt, skrt, she eat nut like a burger
She said, “It’s sweet”, she said, “It’s sweet, just like nectar” (yeah)
I walk around the city of Atlanta with a Vector (brr)
Aye, these niggas got me hot
Don’t bitch, don’t you ever dare pop up at my spot (no)
Talking ’bout you mad, that’s some shots at yo’ dad
I ain’t here to conversate if it ain’t ’bout a dollar (cha ching)
Number 9 on my jeans, my watch cost an Impala (gang)
I done gave so much knowledge, I done turned to a father (goddamn)
And my brother from the south, on the run, he’s a robber (yeah)
Kickin’ doors, bangin’ hoes, had to stay ten toes (whoo)
In Miami, in that penthouse fuckin’ on ten hoes (whoo)
Aye, fuck with me (yeah)
I’m rich as hell, yo’ bitch love on me (gang)
You don’t have to like me, just don’t talk, just don’t fuck with me (fuck it)
Aye, uh, had to get it out the Civic (yeah)
Is there smoke pussy boy? Please be specific (for real)
And my new young bitch pussy on Pacific
Had to get a new account numbers look terrific (hah)

[Chorus]
And yeah you can count me in (yeah, mhm)
Fuckin’ on some hoes, you can count me in (okay, mhm)
Hittin’ up them stores, you can count me in (mhm)
Rollin’ in a Rolls, you can count me in (skrt, hah)
Yeah, you can count me in (mhm)
And yeah you can count me in (yeah, mhm)
Fuckin’ on some hoes, you can count me in (okay, mhm)
Hittin’ up them stores, you can count me in (yeah)
Rollin’ in a Rolls, you can count me in (skrr skrr)
Yeah, you can count me in (hoo)

Lil Yachty – DAS CAP lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you ever looked at a nigga, like, who was just poppin’, poppin’ shit and you just knew he was, knew that nigga was broke?
Broke ass nigga

[Chorus]
Das cap, talkin’ online you get papped
My young nigga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
Fuck postin’ up in the trap
I’m finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain’t ’cause of rap, yeah
Bitch I ain’t rentin’, I hop in a Bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
You mad? Fuck ya’ feelings
Bitch I ain’t rentin’, I hop in a Bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
You mad? Fuck ya’ feelings

[Verse 1]
All of my niggas be wildin’ (wildin’)
Stay with the cannon, the gang wildin’ out
Nigga don’t talk about stylin’
I stay with the drip, put it all in her mouth
New coupe, it came with twin turbo
Sendin’ ’em bullets like Tony Romo
Put that bitch on the syrup, it’s slow-mo
Pullin’ off with the gang in a four door (skrt)
Check, check, check, check, check, check, check it out, uh
I’m with the static like radio, why do your pistol shoot vertical?

[Interlude]
Man, you niggas ain’t shootin’ at nobody man
You niggas shootin’ in air man
All these niggas do is flodge, flake, and beef through texts
Man these niggas is hoes
Niggas ain’t gettin’ no goddamn money man
And das cap, these niggas ain’t, these niggas ain’t gettin’ no fuckin’ money

[Chorus]
Das cap, talkin’ online you get papped
My young nigga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
Fuck postin’ up in the trap
I’m finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain’t ’cause of rap, yeah
Bitch I ain’t rentin’, I hop in a Bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
You mad? Fuck ya’ feelings
Bitch I ain’t rentin’, I hop in a Bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
You mad? Fuck ya’ feelings

[Verse 2]
Okay, I’m tryna fuck a new bitch
I’m tryna make a new flip, hittin’ home runs like Chip, huh
Yeah, fuck with a nigga (fuck it)
Fuck with my money, we might have to cut us a nigga
Ain’t no debatin’ with none of y’all niggas
Twenty two diamonds, that shine in the picture
Menthol, shorty blow dick like Newport (Newport)
Hundred thousand dollars in the Jansport (Jansport)
Stackin’ money tall, make a camp fort
Fuck it

[Interlude]
Man, man you know the world would be a lot more truthful if you had to pay a lie man
These niggas be lyin’ out they ass man
Just talkin’ for no reason
Cappin’ this, cappin’ that, I don’t understand that, you never capped on nothin’
I’m the youngest nigga, I mean everything I say, I do what I say you feel me?

[Chorus]
Das cap, talkin’ online you get papped
My young nigga keep a strap, drive with a strap on his lap
Fuck postin’ up in the trap
I’m finna cop me a island, yeah, and put myself on the map
Rich and it ain’t ’cause of rap, yeah
Bitch I ain’t rentin’, I hop in a Bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
You mad? Fuck ya’ feelings
Bitch I ain’t rentin’, I hop in a Bentley, it ain’t got no ceilin’
You mad? Fuck ya’ feelings

[Outro]
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah
Hop in the Maybach, hop in the hop in the Maybach, yeah skrt

Lil Yachty – FLEX lyrics

[Verse 1]
And you hate when I do this shit, skate with extended clips
House got too many whips, let that hoe get something fierce
30, you a fool for this one
I might ice my AK out, I might ice my steerin’ wheel
Give that bitch the dick, dickin’ in it like a power drill
I might cop a crib where the back got a Ferris wheel

[Chorus]
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Yeah, you look just like a fuckboy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy

[Verse 2]
Bitch, yeah you stay up on my nuts, boy
Get your guap right, get your mind right
Denim Japanese, waist fits super tight
Fuck that bitch, Netflix and Chill, let me crack like a seal
I got niggas servin’ deals, to my niggas that shit real
404 ’til I’m killed, give a fuck ’bout how you feel, huh
My bitch love it, my bitch love poppin’ pills
Why? ‘Cause it makes her geek for real
Lil Boat

[Chorus]
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Yeah, you look just like a fuckboy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy

[Verse 3]
Get her done, get her done, get her done
I was buyin’ diamond, you was waitin’ for tax refunds
Lame nigga, shame nigga, anything for fame nigga
One diamond chain nigga, hate me ’cause my name bigger
Yeah, diamond rings too insane nigga
RIP to Kurt Cobain nigga
1993 I bring that pain nigga

[Chorus]
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Yeah, you look just like a fuckboy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy
Flex for the fuckboys, hate ’cause you suck boy

Lil Yachty – FWM lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Ridin’ real deep, pussy nigga, and I’m too good
AK, no carbon fiber, bitch real wood
Know some young niggas, turned rich and is still hood
Hop out the whip, get a glimpse of my new bitch
White X6 M with a boost kit
Playin’ wit’ the guap, that’ll get your ends split
Used to be broke, eatin’ jelly sandwich with the crust cut off
Pump with the sawed-off

[Chorus]
Niggas around me go commando, yeah
Boat and two hoes in a Lambo, yeah (uh!)
Paint on the face like Rambo, yeah
Tell me a place that I can’t go, yeah
Bitch tell your friend, “Step it up” (whoo)
Ain’t no raw, bitch, we gon’ wrap it up (no)
Pole game, tryna run it up (yeah)
Lock safe like a Brink’s truck (huh)
Fuck wit’ me, fuck wit’ me, fuck wit’ me, yeah
Yo’ bitch, she just wanna fuck on me, (whoo)
Clip on the hip like it’s stuck on me, yeah
It could get ugly, yeah (ooh)
Ridin’ ’round town, drop top wit’ your sister
Make her suck dick ’til her lip get a blister
Send her back home so your bitch ass could kiss her
Young nigga ball like a Sixer (bitch)

[Verse 2]
Young ass nigga, I don’t even drink liquor
I don’t even pull up to the mixer (nah)
I don’t even want to fuck the vixen (huh)
I do, but I know she gon’ tell (huh)
Hit from the back, her chain hit the headboard (ding)
It sound like a bell (bitch)
Pussy nigga I repel, real niggas don’t take Ls
Hop in the Bentley, the Maybach, the G-Wagon, nigga whatever (yeah)
Glockety tucked in the sweater, Osiris gon’ pop it wherever (yeah)
Pellz gon’ pop it wherever, Lil Baby gon’ pop it wherever
Stay out the mix, stay wit’ a bitch in the whip (skrr)
Hellcat hit a flip (skrr), up it up wit’ a chip (skrr skrr)
Bitch nigga don’t you send for me (nah) unless the check got an M for me (yeah)
Write it out to my industry (yeah), the bitch lace front incomplete
These niggas loco, hang wit’ the cops, you McFogell
Bitch nigga I am a mogul

[Chorus]
Niggas around me go commando, yeah
Ballin’ two hoes in a Lambo, yeah (uh!)
Paint on the face like Rambo, yeah
Tell me a place that I can’t go, yeah
Bitch tell your friend, “Step it up” (whoo)
Ain’t no raw, bitch, we gon’ wrap it up (no)
Pole game, tryna run it up (yeah)
Lock safe like a Brink’s truck (huh)
Fuck wit’ me, fuck wit’ me, fuck wit’ me, yeah
Yo’ bitch, she just wanna fuck on me, (whoo)
Clip on the hip like it’s stuck on me, yeah
It could get ugly, yeah (ooh)
Ridin’ ’round town, drop top wit’ your sister
Make her suck dick ’til her lip get a blister
Send her back home so your bitch ass could kiss her
Young nigga ball like a Sixer (bitch)

[Outro]
Run it up
Pussy
Yeah
Whoo!

Lil Yachty – love me forever lyrics

[Intro]
Hit ’em with the jab
Buddah Bless this beat

[Chorus]
Love me today, love me forever
Ride with me, bae, ridin’ forever
Love me today, love me forever
Love me today, love me today
Love me today, love me forever
Ride with me, bae, ridin’ forever
Love me today, love me today
Will you love me today? And love me forever

[Verse]
(Lil Boat)
What type of time you want? (oh)
Make you fall in love by the time you gone
Ain’t tryna play wit’ you, baby, I’m too grown (grown)
Gettin’ too much guap (guap), put diamonds in your watch (watch)
Baby girl, you look good in that halter top
Drop the top on the coupe and do donuts in the lot
Hold it down for me (yeah)
Baby, watch my back, these niggas plottin’ on me (yeah)
Both of us are bosses, that’s why you ride with me

[Chorus]
Love me today, love me forever
Ride with me, bae, ridin’ forever
Love me today, love me forever
Love me today, love me today
Love me today, love me forever
Ride with me, bae, ridin’ forever
Love me today, love me today
Will you love me today? And love me forever

Lil Yachty – she ready lyrics

(feat. PnB Rock)

[Intro: PnB Rock]
Earl on the beat
30, you a fool for this one
Mmm, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, aye

[Chorus: PnB Rock & Lil Yachty]
She said she wanna be my main bitch, aye
She think she ready to be famous, aye (yeah)
She said she wanna be my wife, aye (yeah)
She think ready for this life, yeah, yeah
You really think you ready for this life? (whoa)
I just wanna know if you gon’ ride (whoa)
I just wanna know if you gon’ ride for me
Paparazzi taking pics, you on the side of me

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Quick camera flash, brand new Hermès bag
Benz truck, ride it fast, don’t you dare ever look back
I can change your life, gotta make sure that you right for me
Make your wildest dreams everyday reality
Ooh, everyday steak is for dinner, havin’ good sex in a Sprinter
Your last nigga was a renter, well girl, I’m a buyer
Pirelli all on my tires, I’ll tell your boss you quit if you not already fired
I love gettin’ wires, counting up, counting up, count
All these Ms in my account, lift up the truck with a mount
Hittin’ home runs like Jeter, ’bout to go cop me a brand new two-seater
I been knew that you was a eater, that’s why I fuck with you
I feel like I’m stuck with you, I need you to come on through
Just pass this test or two

[Chorus: PnB Rock & Lil Yachty]
She said she wanna be my main bitch, aye
She think she ready to be famous, aye (yeah)
She said she wanna be my wife, aye (yeah)
She think ready for this life, yeah, yeah
You really think you ready for this life? (whoa)
I just wanna know if you gon’ ride (whoa)
I just wanna know if you gon’ ride for me
Paparazzi taking pics, you on the side of me

[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
All these camera lights, shawty, welcome to the life
All these diamonds, all this ice, shawty, I could treat you right (yeah)
You could be my main, introduce you to the fame (fame)
Put you on a private plane, shawty, just don’t ever change (nah)
And we can go straight to the top (yeah), we can be countin’ this guap (yeah)
And we can be takin’ trips to different cities, just me and you all in a drop
I just got that new McLaren (yeah), oh, that’s that new Gucci you wearin’ (Gucci)
Just got some new titties and matching new ass, that’s why these niggas they starin’
And they mad ’cause you rollin’ with me, you keep that pussy soakin’ for me
And I don’t really care what they try to say, ’cause you out in the open with me
When I usually keep it low-key
Girl, you’re makin’ it hard for me, girl, you look like a star with me

[Chorus: PnB Rock & Lil Yachty]
She said she wanna be my main bitch, aye (be my main)
She think she ready to be famous, aye (famous, yeah)
She said she wanna be my wife, aye (be my wife, yeah)
She think ready for this life, yeah, yeah (is you ready for this life?, yeah)
You really think you ready for this life? (for this life, whoa)
I just wanna know if you gon’ ride (whoa, is you gon’ ride?)
I just wanna know if you gon’ ride for me (if you gon’ ride)
Paparazzi taking pics, you on the side of me (you on the side of me, yeah)

Lil Yachty – WHOLE lotta GUAP lyrics

[Intro]
Whole lotta hunnids (ooh)
Too many bands, I can’t thumb it (ooh)
Whole lotta hunnids (ooh)
Too many bands, I can’t thumb it (ooh)
Whole lotta hunnids (ooh)
Too many bands, I can’t thumb it (ooh)

[Verse 1]
Watch how I thumb it (yeah), choppa, it came with a drum kit (ooh)
I hit the jaw for the kicks (uh), I fucked a bitch in the back (yuh)
I got a 6 and a 2 (what), I got a 12 and a 8, ooh, how that taste?
Baby (fuck it up, fuck it up), eat it up, huh
Upgrade the whip, had to lift it up (huh)
Brother locked up, he would whip it up (huh)
Whip it, whip it, whip it up (whip)
Got a choppa in the kitchen, hundred bitches, they all with it
And I ball like I’m Pippen, don’t fall when you’re sippin’
Never see me limpin’, used to ride ’round in the Lincoln
Beat on that pussy, it’s leakin’ (uh), hit it one time, now she geekin’ (uh)
Baby you trippin’, start tweakin’ (uh), you know we fuck on the weekend (skrr)

[Chorus]
I got a crib at the top (top)
Brother, he stay on the block (what)
Brother, he sip on the wock (what)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
Used to have work in the socks (socks)
I’m talkin’ pieces that hit (yeah)
Bro got the stickies, bro got the bullets that hit
Bullets, they hit, all of my diamonds, they hit (my diamonds)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, yuh
Free my bro Reese out the slammer (slammer)
Bitch watch him walk with the hammer (yuh), dressin’ like I seen a camera (yuh)
Everyday Christmas, everyday Christmas, baby girl, tell me your wishlist
Fuckin’ a bitch, oh that’s your thot, damn, now she a mistress
I’m in the basement like Tigger (ayy), this lil’ white bitch call me “nigg-er”
Long as she don’t call me broke, dick in her throat till she choke (ooh)
Me and the gang make it rain (yuh), tell me, lil’ bitch can you float? (float)
Walk in the club with the scope, diamond chains, fuck ropes
Ayy, whole lotta guap (guap), I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
Fuck that lil’ bitch out her socks, teachin’ a stripper ’bout stocks
Stalk, stalk, stalk, stalk, all of these bitches, they stalk
Watch how a young nigga walk (huh), I put the Bentley in park

[Chorus]
I got a crib at the top (top)
Brother, he stay on the block (what)
Brother, he sip on the wock (what)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
Used to have work in the sock
I’m talkin’ pieces that hit (yeah)
Bro got the stickies, bro got the bullets that hit
Bullets, they hit, all of my diamonds, they hit
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
I get a whole lotta guap (guap)
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap (guap)

Lil Yachty – MICKEY lyrics

(feat. Offset of Migos & Lil Baby)

[Intro]
30, you a fool for this one

[Verse 1: Offset & Lil Yachty]
Trappin’ out the back streets
Runnin’ through the packs like a track meet (zoom)
Pull up with two pistols on me, Max P
Back to back the Bentley truck, we on repeat
Drippin’ on these bitches, put a stain on ’em
Lamborghini Aventador, no brain on it
Iced out Patek with the rain on it
Automatic with the scope, range on it

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Spent 160, that’s on two watches (two watches)
God damn, think I need a new hobby (new hobby)
Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti (Bugatti)
Niggas dick ridin’ with a Ducati (Ducati)
Check it out, check it out, check it out (hoo)
Ridin’ ’round town with the sticks out (hoo)
It’s fashion week, so I bought the Rick’s out (hoo)
These niggas rats, no Mickey Mouse

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
(Yeah)
These niggas hatin’ ’cause I’m too rich (too rich)
Big carats, same size Cheez-Its (Cheez-Its)
88 thou’ for a new wrist (whoo)
Peter Piper, pull up with a new pistol (pew, pew)
Those not diamonds, those crystals
Runnin’ to the money like I’m Frank Gore (yuh)
This ring cost more than a Honda ‘Cord (skrt)
Fuck with the set then it’s over with (over with)
Walk in the spot, get it overlit (overlit)
I want some pussy, she open it (open it)
Fuck her one time then I’m over it (over it)
These niggas weird and they talk too much (yuh)
All these new niggas, they socialists (yuh)
Holdin’ on tight to my braggin’ rights
I write my name on the mogul list

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Spent 160, that’s on two watches (two watches)
God damn, think I need a new hobby (new hobby)
Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti (Bugatti)
Niggas dick ridin’ with a Ducati (Ducati)
Check it out, check it out, check it out (hoo)
Ridin’ ’round town with the sticks out (hoo)
It’s fashion week, so I bought the Rick’s out (hoo)
These niggas rats, no Mickey Mouse (gang)

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
Million dollar lick but I missed out (missed out)
Had to sleep on the drank, I was pissed off (pissed off)
Got 100 on your hand, hold your wrist out (wrist out)
Hellcat racecar, no pitstop (no pitstop)
Had a million dollars cash at my bitch house (bitch house)
Wearin’ 20 thousand dollar outfits now (outfits)
Coupe cost 160 and I cashed out (cash)
Lil’ Steve comin’ home, ’bout to max out
Anything I buy, I’m spendin’ all 20s
100s and 50s goin’ to the grave wit’ me (yeah)
I sleep with a chopper and bathe with a glizzy
A nigga try Yachty, we shootin’ up the city (frraah)
Ask them other niggas how we got busy (how we got busy)
It ain’t no sleep ’til we hittin’ the victim (hittin’ our victim)
Nigga play gangster, but we know they bitches (we know they bitches)
I’m thinkin’ they mad ’cause we fuckin’ they bitches

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Spent 160, that’s on two watches (two watches)
God damn, think I need a new hobby (new hobby)
Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti (Bugatti)
Niggas dick ridin’ with a Ducati (Ducati)
Check it out, check it out, check it out (hoo)
Ridin’ ’round town with the sticks out (hoo)
It’s fashion week, so I bought the Rick’s out (hoo)
These niggas rats, no Mickey Mouse (gang)