Forreal

[Verse 1: YTB Fatt]

A nigga ain't had to tell me shit, knew to get off my ass and get it

Up on that block, I'm security, one year later, I'ma up a million

She started actin' rowdy, she seen a youngin gettin' it

It's steps to it, start her off on a seven, now she on a—, uh

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]

What's up with that motion? Sippin' on potion, niggas know how I live

Yeah, go full throttle off that pill, I might miss my meal

Geekin' until the weekend, I done jumped off that hill

I might die for my dog for real

[Verse 3: YTB Fatt]

Uh, dirt bike tricks on top of the dick, this girl got skills for real

She caught feelings when I told her what it ain't and is

You my bitch, but you ain't, that's just what it is

She started lovin' me more when I told this bitch how I accept the kids

[Verse 4: Lil Yachty]

Skippin' down that brick road tryna meet the Wiz' (Go)

Fuckin' up my fist tryna punch a BIN (Yеah)

Duckin', was on his house like a morning hen

I been spеndin' M's tryna prove a point (Okay)

Don't fuck up your face, talkin' to them oinks (Okay)

Heard you threw out all your morals sittin' in the joint (Okay)

Uh, I get bitches moist, all these niggas pussy

Runnin' in his shit when he wasn't lookin'

[Verse 5: YTB Fatt]

Huh, he wanna talk shit, now his life is tooken

Take me to the county, I'm bondin' out, I won't pass the bookings

Uh, 400K in blues, they callin' me Tookie

We been playin' with pape' for years, these niggas rookies

I count up so much cheese, got my palms hurtin'

She eat dick for real, I pay her for that tongue work

Spent 3K on my jeans for every concert

Black & Milds got me rich, but my lungs hurt

[Verse 6: Lil Yachty]

Put sixteen carats up in my teeth and now my gums hurt (Ice)

All that tough talkin' online, don't think they guns work (Bet)

They can't make a percent of my n-n-n-net, I'm steppin' through all of your ends (Step)

Breakin' a bitch in the Benz

Holding my pants up, grippin' my fin (Okay)

Told 'em I wanted to rap right now, but a hot boy, pull up and spin (Frrt)

Buddy don't got enough money to start up a war, take it right on the chin (Okay)

Niggas be thinkin' it's sweet how I came out, if I need it, I'm standin' on ten (Mmm)

YTB, C-R-E-T-E pull up in two black Benzes

[Outro: Lil Yachty]

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