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bitch yeah - lil yachty lyrics

i can see him through the door, south. he’s sittin’ there chill. he look like he’s been hard. brr. he look like he went crazy or something. lil’ boy. uh. shoes off. uh. 808 my crew. uh. uh. uh. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah, atl, b*tch. yeah. b*tch. yeah. b*tch. yeah. b*tch. yeah. b*tch. yeah. yeah, b*tch. yeah. hey, what you rep? throw it in the air. b*tch, yeah. yeah, b*tch

yeah, i’m trying to f*ck. b*tch, yeah. buss it. yeah, b*tch. yeah. buss it. yeah, b*tch. yeah. buss it. buss it. yeah, b*tch. yeah. yeah. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. f*ck with me. yeah, b*tch. f*ck with the kid. free my brother, yeah, b*tch, till they clean his bid. five million. riding dirty, coupe color chameleon. different colors. drop the ceiling. pop a perc, forget your feelings. that’s penicillin

yeah, you lazy b*tch, i’m making millions f*cking n*ggas’ children. hold on. rose gold aps, pink diamonds, bling blow. smile for your b*tch. she was too shocked, like, “oh, wow.” get your money right before you bark. y’all some lil’ dogs. diss in qc, that’s how you get your ass k!lled, dog. blood spilled, dog. talking blood on the flizzoe. bought a new coupe. yeah, that big bentley two*door. on my worst day, yeah, you n*ggas still couldn’t try me

got a call from your b*tch and she keep crying, “fly me.” give me top, boom, gang. two pistols, max payne. light brown woodgrain, look like a board game. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah, atl, b*tch. yeah. b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah, b*tch. yeah. b*tch. yeah. huh. yeah, b*tch. yeah. hey, what you rep? throw it in the air. b*tch, yeah. yeah, b*tch. yeah, i’m trying to f*ck. b*tch, yeah

buss it. yeah, b*tch. yeah. buss it. yeah, b*tch. yeah. buss it. buss it. yeah, b*tch. yeah. yeah. yeah, b*tch

- lil yachty lyrics

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