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shyne - lil yachty lyrics

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[intro: lil yachty]
earl on the beat
yeah, yuh

[chorus: lil yachty]
free all of my n*ggas that’s commiting crime (woah)
pull up on that block and we let it shine (woah)
keep a couple glocks, keep a couple .9’s (woah)
she just want chanel, i’ma pay the fine (woah)
she won’t do no drugs, that should be a sign (yeah)
these p*ssy n*ggas ain’t outside, lookin’ thru’ the blinds (woah)
i’m prayin’ to my slugs, [?]

[verse 1: lil yachty & coi leray]
yeah, i’m losin’ my voice ’cause i’m screamin’ out, “free my brother”
.30 on me, might get to buzzin’
f*ck these hoes, don’t do no cuffin’
wockhardt, lovin’ the rover tussin’ (drank)
i got them hoes in destiny (d*mn)
i can’t relate to recessions (yeah)
n*gga be countin’ his blessings
(yеah) special treat, i need it on ice (icе, ice)
young rich n*gga, that’s what i like (that’s what i like)
i like you (i do), baby girl, you my type (type)
strapped up like i’m dike, strapped up, i don’t do fights
yeah, yeah, i know you like when i pop that sh*t to the right and i shake that sh*t to the left (i do)
he l!ck on my neck
i went to go reach for the d*ck but i felt a non instead
l!ckin’ on cat, ridin’ that sh*t from the back
x*pills, triple stash, she smokin’ on pack
realest b*tch i know
ain’t never told no lie and that’s a fact (boo)
[chorus: lil yachty]
pull up on that block and we let it shine (woah)
keep a couple glocks, keep a couple .9’s (woah)
she just want chanel, i’ma pay the fine (woah)
she won’t do no drugs, that should be a sign (yeah)
these p*ssy n*ggas ain’t outside, lookin’ thru’ the blinds (woah)
i’m prayin’ to my slugs, [?] (woah)
the bentley sittin’ on dubs, i’m too ahead of my time (woah)
this little b*tch too nosy, she might snort a line (frrt)

[verse 2: lil yachty & coi leray]
and my lil’ b*tch too cozy, pop out sellin’ pines (pines)
i’m that same n*gga from the get, i’ve just done my time
(yeah) don’t got time foo’, yeah, b*tches talk foo’
still won’t be my number one but bae you talk foo’
outta’ sight, outta’ mind
baby, these diamonds ain’t regular, they alkaline
yeah, they water, hoodie so wet like a arter
yachty, come look what you started
after we f*ck that baby gon’ ball on me
yes, ball, tall, uh, hundred racks spent in a mall
defo’ see you to the draws

[chorus: lil yachty]
pull up on that block and we let it shine (woah)
keep a couple glocks, keep a couple .9’s (woah)
she just want chanel, i’ma pay it, fine (woah)
she won’t do no drugs, that should be a sign (yeah)
these p*ssy n*ggas ain’t outside, lookin’ thru’ the blinds (woah)
i’m prayin’ to my slugs
the bentley sittin’ on dubs, i’m too ahead of my time (woah)
this little b*tch too nosy, she might snort a line (frrt)

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