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endless - lil yachty lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
it’s me
for real
what?

[verse 1]
the b*tch ain’t speakin’ no facts, the f*ck she talkin’ ’bout? sh*t ain’t nothin’ (d*mn)
n*gga wanna argue on phones, drop my lo’, he don’t pull up, i’m gone (gone)
too much sh*t on my dome, goin’ back and forth with a ho i can’t (can’t)
cup stay purple like paint, stay in my bank like i stay in my b*tch (what?)
n*gga wanna take my watch, gotta cut my wrist, no n*gga, i ain’t goin’ (goin’)
on the block, no, i ain’t hoein’, me and my gang, we step like trojans
this kid had [hair?] like owen, me and my twin stay together like olsens (olsens)
jump first before they start postin’
she started askin’ where we is, i’m ghostin’ (ghostin’)
i step outside, i’m boastin’ (boastin’)
got hoes in the pool i’m hostin’ (hostin’)
out at waffle bus in houston (houston)
double cup in the air, i’m toastin’ (toastin’)
these rap n*ggas never been friends to me, i stay to myself, i’m coastin’ (coastin’)
she cute, her head is big, but her booty is bigger, i’m thinkin’ ’bout postin’ (postin’)
he broke, no way that he roastin’ (roastin’)
big foot, stepper, hogan (hogan)
b*tch know we the one with the motion
i talk to that boy like i’m rogan
on x, she geeked off [?]
go dumb (hmm), go stupid (hmm), my gun on me, i use it (hmm)
he built like that? then prove it
[break]
hmm, hmm, hmm
hmm, hmm, hmm

[verse 2]
what you on?
b*tch, don’t call my phone, i don’t need sh*t from ya, i’m gone (what?)
replace my t**th with stones
flawless vvs, i’m in that zone
i hop in that, hop in that mode
hop in that, hop in that, huh, i’m gone (rrf)
i’ll always f*ck up or [foul you?], i’m gonna pull up, just drop your lo’ (what?)
sticky as ever, i’m gone (yes)
before you get a chance to reload (yes)
keep me a cup, stay pourin’
don’t know ’bout you, but i stay throwin’ (it’s me)
rich f*ckers, i’ll die rich, i don’t care ’bout gold, the sh*t ain’t goals (what?)
wavin’ around his gun, he think he cool, he scarin’ the hoes
these fake*ass tough*ass n*ggas be scarin’ the hoes
these wannabe*gangster n*ggas be scarin’ the b*tches
you tweak, i count that v, pull up on sixes
my [?] on my waist got switches, move like miles bridges
i kept this sh*t cool, but i’m vicious, not superstitious
cup dark like the skin of idris, [?] endless
spend more on my mouth than you do on your house, go check with my dentist
they don’t like me, f*ck ’em, pull up and bust ’em, this sh*t endless
[outro]
it’s me
for sure
no expo date, this sh*t forever
this sh*t endless

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