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how far will i go - draft day lyrics

how far will i go lyrics
[intro: draft day]
hm
can’t even f*ck with us on this sh*t, man
n*gga need a million plus to get ’round us on god

[verse 1: draft day, lil yachty]
i know i got some habits, but i had to have it (brr)
five million in the bank with a couple stashes
boy, i been mastered it, why they just catchin’ on to this sh*t?
i done had up and downs like that six*fold, bet it make your b*tch bounce
she gon’ eat that d*ck in a quick amount
in her gums like an orthodontist
every tube up in my mouth filled with diamonds and them b*tches flawless
and she know i’m perfect (yeah)
i done put that work in (yeah)
i done made it this far, and still remained this solid (brr)
how far will i go in that murcielago?
and that level that i’m reaching boy, that sh*t picasso
excuse my rеpertoire, how i do this sh*t
i break it down a littlе different, make you feel that sh*t (feel that sh*t, n*gga)
i seen my pops touch a million with no drug deals
i’m a broward baby, so imma get that sh*t for real
shoutout lauderhill, 954 forever (ever)
atlanta raised me too, i’m only getting better
man, this sh*t so timeless
walked through the crib full of statues and some monuments
you n*ggas could never
marble tables, marble floors
get the p*ssy wet, or better, i make her cum for sure
it’s for certain i’m here for a purpose
i’m the leader of this sh*t and you n*ggas my servants
i fell asleep up in my whip i had pulled up the curtains
cause i know they watching (yeah), every move that i make they gon’ try to copy (nah)
but they on some sloppy sh*t
how the h*ll you live your life everyday being counterfeit?
i could only f*cking imagine it
i can’t even imagine that sh*t, and i ain’t lying, b*tch
[bridge: draft day, lil yachty]
haha, we don’t even f*ck with n*ggas (brr)
broke ass boy (gang, yeah)
flawless n*gga, i’m touching the beat like floyd, n*gga
pretty money sh*t, n*gga
pretty boy (mm, hm, brr)

[verse 2: lil yachty]
it’s complicated tryna explain that i’m not obligated (go)
like tryna tell your og how your chain was confiscated (oh)
inside the room with 12 explaining sh*t, all animated
d*mn i made it, d*mn i made a way for all my brothers (crete)
to keep shelter
ayy, man, where’s walter?
she got to the head quick just like alka*seltzer (hey)
helter skelter how i’m movin’ got these b*tches choosin’ (woo)
show this b*tch some riches, now this lil’ b*tch in here oozin’ (that’s on god)
i’m the king of clothing (yeah)
youngest n*gga with them pieces, everything hot (what else?)
and i ain’t talkin’ stalin (slatt)
used to make a check from cuttin’ grass around the hood
now it’s bi*weekly when them folks come through and get to mowin’ (ha)
i totaled four different foreigns in the last year (what else?)
i put like six total karats in my left ear (ha)
now i’m up
still might cry if you pour up my cup
still might cry if i look out my window (yeah)
still inside the club with that extendo (frr)
still gon’ f*ck her raw, [?] a no*no
imma pay for her later, i know now (yes)
imma pay the b*tch one way or other (yes)
i try to treat hoes with respect like i would treat my mother (hoo)
but i can’t treat them like i treat my mother (no)
well they have benzes, birkins, aps, houses (yes)
check the circle, can’t hang round with mouses (hoo)
fifteen hundred on margiela blouses (hoo)
not for myself, but for my future spouses (hoo)
i won’t get caught at outings (no)
i don’t have doubts
i pay zero attention when my b*tch doubt
and when in doubt i hit the route and check my mouth
cause n0body got me here, can’t no one keep me here (on god)
face to face with my demons, i can’t feel the fear (yeah)
if i keep dubbing my main b*tch she gon’ be out of here

- draft day lyrics

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