armageddon - lil yachty lyrics
armageddon
how many rings do you got on, like seven
you still around tryna get it with devin
f*ckin this b*tch she a matchmade in heaven
met a little brother that n*gga was madaline
said he gon make it, told him keep peddelin
a don’t be contained no substance can settelin
gandma still bought on the reverend
ain’t got this studio gambling
broke out a b*tch in the back and he damaging
pass it to gang peter fitch like makeup
ass super fat but the titties are a*cup
been had a tectonic gold like marc jacob
shot for his chest and his life in a hiccup
rich and i’m weak i cannot do a situp
body can’t just told him go get his fed up
and top
(how much are you sneaks bro?)
eight grand
need a b*tch outside the door it’s sand
f*ck on the jet till the time that we land
cool we made it, you still a fan
all of the followers don’t even know gram
say what i want cause i’m rich and i can
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