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Lil Yachty

Bar For Bar

 

Bar For Bar


DC

You flunking
You ain't gotta talk 'bout the shit, nigga, we get it
Yeah, that AP cool, but it's gon' be better when I get it
Smoking 41, with the sharks, but I ain't swimming
Folks high as hell, that nigga fried, but he ain't chicken
Dick good, bitch, I ain't pay her rent, I just bought her some inches
VV and westwood jeans, nigga, I don't rock amiri
Might as well put yo' partner on a milk carton, because he missing

Nigga can't hit my cup, the same food, never
He knock our fury
Kick a bitch out, bitch ain't fucking, she keep saying "Period"
Bitch too bad, carry my kids, just like she a surrogate
Fucking a bitch, she 30 years old, she doing her taxes
Double my cup, big look on that bitch, with a pint of molasses
How the fuck am I supposed to remember your face
When I'm flying from city to city
Had a lil' bitch, booty was bigger than her
But had titties, was itty-bitty
Boys with me, moving around with a 50, all of my niggas gon' hit
Brand new Glock, came with a side on top, tech look like a click

Old Ricky, yes I'm with the boys, but I brought them bows with me
Pretty Ricky, it's five in the morning and I got some hoes with me
Stack of twenties, count these hunnids, fifties
Ya'll gon' play with tennies
Pour fours and twenties, nigga try to be me, fry him like zucchini
Boat, I fucked up, I spilled a eighth up in the Lamborghini
Now I'm pissed off, 'cause that was 'possed to go up on my kidney
P-teeny, cousin, I might drive him, nah, I feel like pinky
Big pun, bitch spill my cup, roll me back my funds
Dine-and-wine, 6 in my pop, I feel like the one
Compare to none, big gun is to his block, that was so much fun

Pool party, double like Jeff Hardy, brodie got his six bodies
Chrome rollies, if the rock's stolen, it's not a Rolls Royce royce's
In the trunk I stay with 800 horses, feel like I breed ponies
I can see a plate from eighty miles away, think I breathe money
G6, diamond-golden wings, like I'm having normal
Every car dealer in Atlanta know my first name
We all did bennies
Used to count pennies, now I'm up, fucking up my kidneys
Bent a bitch resort, she came over, eating Mrs. Winners
Pulled up in a Benz, stained a rover, sent it to the cleaners

Called Wakish on the phone, asked her "What's for dinner?"
Fucking on a bitch, look like a Kardashian, rich just like the Jenners
Pop a nigga up while he driving, he had a fender-bender
I'm with next scammers, pray to heaven, even though we sinners
Go up in the store and swipe for shit, like you swipe on Tinder
My niggas ruthless, you can get rattled, no matter what the gender
This bitch sucked the dick so good, I thought she was toothless
Please, doc, raid her to my room, need her when you done
I will get a bitch some merch when I give her funds
Snatch a nigga chain off his neck, just like [?]
Baby bottles all in the crib, but I ain't got no son
DC in the whiz, they gon' be scoring 'til they're 81
We Olympic sippers
Duck dive, flip, lean, and slide, he an Olympic killer
Every time some exclusive shit come out, you know we finna get it
Took her to my room, back with my bro, like the scene from Thriller
Know I'm gon' smash, all my whips 220 on the dash
Sipping on drank, but she walk like it's SlimFast

done

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