[Lil Yachty]
(Roof)
Put my wrist in a ho and went fishin' (What?)
Dunder Mifflin, we rakin' up chicken (Roof)
Now my hoes treat me just like Pippen (Roof)
It's a new old-school that I'm liftin' (Yes)
It's a new young bitch that I'm pimpin'
All of this one of one Chrome in this shipment (Yes)
If you saw how I'm livin', you'd get it
Every code that we live by is different (Right)
Took a step back, make some adjustments (Right)
She on us, getting swept like a dustpan (That's right)
Made her sing and do movies like Justin (Right)
You gon' die for your brother and slide for your brother, oh, well, oh, shit, it's just us then (Right)
Blick mm, hoo, blick got more safeties than a playpen
K-pens in the system like A-10 (Right)
New chain so big, pendant so huge, you measure that shit, eight-by-ten (That's right)
Don't much shit get past my twin (Us)
I'ma fill up your body like toxins (Woo)
This ain't the regular, turn off the cellular
Geeked, talkin' fast like the auctions
Red gloves on like I'm boxin', uh-huh (What the fuck?)
I got more purple drank than communions
Yellow diamonds lookin' like Minions (Roof)
I don't give a fuck 'bout opinions (At all)
Why your ho said your house like detention? (What?)
I'm tryna raise the suspensions (Ye)
Double-R hefty like a pension (Mhm)
It get real dark like a dungeon (Mhm)
I'm the richest nigga at the luncheon
[Lil Yachty]
Ah, uh (It's us), I'm poppin' it, P
Just poppin' it, P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
[DDG & Lil Yachty]
Huh, smoking on za and gas today
Punchin' my lungs like Cassius Clay
Winnin' so much, they had to hate
I bought some one of one Chrome, this bitch was 'posed to get to my home, but they crashed the freight
I'm finna mm, I wanna uh, I done forgot what I had to say (Pop it)
Oh, I remember, we turnin' shit up in December, it's us vs. them and they bitter (Roof)
These niggas tender, we smackin' your ho and we flip her, don't piss me off, I got a temper (What the fuck?)
I'm in this bitch with Lil Yachty and Gio and Karrah, I feel like I'm one of the members (Roof, roof, roof, it's us)
These niggas fakin' emotions, I can not relate to that shit, I am not a pretender (On God)
I'm a rich-ass nigga (Woo), do not hit me on no broke shit (The fuck?)
Pop tags, Chrome Heart bag when I hold shit (Damn)
Bro got a Glock .40 mag, don't approach him (Frr, frr)
If us see you, then you're fucked like a Trojan, okay (Right)
[Lil Yachty]
Ah, ah, I'm poppin' it, P
Just poppin' it, P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And I still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
Ah, ah, I'm poppin' it, P
Just poppin' it, P (Pop it)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me (Pop it)
I'm the one bringin' sand to the beach (Pop it)
And l still treat a ho like a leech (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach (Pop it)
I'm too outta reach
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