showtime* - lil yachty lyrics
[intro]
(yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
[verse]
not a fan of makin’ new friends, n*gga
got a big grip on my f&n, n*gga…
…in a different field ’cause that sh*t is lucrative
i want money like george lucas, not frank lucas
i hang ’round with some real slimes like a nosebleed
f*ckin’ on a group of bad b*tches, look like [?]
and i walk around head high ’cause i’m a home wrecker
i be f*ckin’ n*ggas wife mouths ’cause i’m the [?]
show me that p*ssy…
…[?] no n*gga givin’ off hate, ‘less it was a sack tacker
rich b*tch from miami said her great grandaddy was a yacht maker
and he used to have a yacht [?], hmm, f*ck with it
can’t take it to the grave, so i walk around like i’m stuck with it
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout nun of that that you talkin’ ’bout
my n*gga strip his ass clean, make…
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