Hurricane

[Intro: Lil Yachty]

Yeah, it's us

Pew, pew-pew-pew (Hmm)

Go, go (Hmm)

Go, go (Hmm), slatt, woah

Go, go, woah, woah

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]

Ten times ten, I just got that on a sheet of paper

I just put up all-yellow like vanilla wafers

Tryna tell your bitch 'bout me, you can't save her

If it's 'bout Ben Frank, pull up suit and tie like Craig Sager

All my hoes on ten, movin' 'em out to Vegas just like the Raiders, ooh

Pew, pew-pew-pew, yeah, slatt, okay (Wow)

Rearrange his face, think it's sweet, we gon' handle it (Yeah)

Fuck her from the back, mess it up, I'm gon' damage it (Yeah)

I don't wanna talk, I want top and I need it (Shut up)

We will not show up anywhere 'til we receive it (Brr)

She know I'm too fly, she believe it (Woo)

And I'm on that jet kickin' up, eatin' Reese's (Go)

Put a million cash in a safe for my nieces

All we do is buy every time, don't do leases (Ew)

Five hundred thousand for my truck, ooh, Jesus

[Chorus: Lil Yachty & Vince Staples]

Mmm, mmm, mmm

I don't break a sweat over pussy (Slatt)

Lit up in this bitch, can't nobody overlook me (Lit)

My bitch so bad and her pussy talk, whoop me (Go)

Brother in the trap with them gold bars, Whoopi (Brr)

Everything slaps, soft go like a cookie (Slap)

And I'm outside, hundred thousand in my Stussys (Yes, yes, ayy)

[Verse 2: Vince Staples]

Bae with no ass shots, get your ass shot

Tryna play on the back block, he a mascot

Every day, I'ma cash out, I don't brag 'bout what I got

'Cause the feds watch, on your headtop

If she thick like some dreadlocks, she can gawk-gawk

I don't dance, but I pop locks, we can go flock

Go shop in a nigga crib, where you niggas live?

In the set with a hundred TECs, but I'm innocent

I be lawyered up, big G's, Hoya cuz

Big dawgs on them pups, drive-bys, buckle up

I buy what I want

You niggas broke, but that's okay with me (That's okay)

It stay with me, don't play with me

I cannot Maybelline (Can't make it up), uh

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]

Mmm, mmm, mmm

I don't break a sweat over pussy (Slatt)

Lit up in this bitch, can't nobody overlook me (Lit)

My bitch so bad and her pussy talk, whoop me (Go)

Brother in the trap with them gold bars, Whoopi (Brr)

Everything slaps, soft go like a cookie (Slap)

And I'm outside, hundred thousand in my Stussys (Yes, yes)