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lil yachty – plastic كلمات اغاني

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[intro: lil yachty]
reuel, stop playin’ with these n_ggas
it’s us
d_mn, d_mn
d_mn
it’s us

[verse 1: lil yachty]
me and vezzo don’t do double cups, yeah, we truly stackin’ it
lucky i came in with my b_tch, them hoes, i would’ve cracked ’em
last n_gga speak on my name (what?), a random person jacked ’em (yeah)
if i die, i’ll be on cnn like michael jackson
not ’cause i died, but who i brought with me
don’t let my b_tch drink it all, in case i need a kidney
double r parked right outside, like a raisin in the sun
sheriff pulled me over, skeptical, ’cause all my legal guns
i’m backwards, i got rich off of music and got illegal funds
why this stripper, she ain’t let me f_ck? still kept all the ones (d_mn)
d_mn (d_mn)
and i ain’t no sucker
house by the lake with the views opposite from tucker
this n_gga p_ssy, goin’ out bad just like no other
my shooter ain’t got no sense, he stole from his mother
how you know i f_cked your b_tch? you still call me brother
you n_ggas, n_ggas different
why i’m so specific?
backyard look pacific
heavy on my pivot
hit the frog sweat, now my cup look like a midget
geeked up off the medics
said it, then i meant it
cops ask me questions, i’m cobain, i ain’t in it
the way that vezzo drive his wraith, could tell he ain’t rent it
[verse 2: icewear veezo]
we gon’ hit them boys
hunnid hangin’ out the chop look like a mixin’ board (like i’m mixin’)
all my opps be broke as f_ck, they need to fix them boys
knock the power out that f&n, i need to switch the cord (i need to switch the cord)
b_tch, i love to switch my fashion
l!ck the patek, i got sixty glasses in my kitchen cabinet (that hi_tech)
i just bought another rollie up at golden sun (gold)
poured a four in a one_liter, that’s a forty_one
we just upped the score again, them n_ggas oh_and_one (them n_ggas losers)
look like cuddy marchin’ for a band, the way he blow that drum
mix the louis with the fendi, i be mix matchin’ (yeah)
the clip look longer than the glock, they think the stick backwards
i dropped thirty at probation, i just p_ssed acti’s (no cap)
used to trap right on a h_rn, now i got six mansions
shoot the chrome heart off his hoodie, that’s how he drip fashion (leave em leakin’)
this b_tch ask me was i broke, oh, that’s a trick question (stupid hoe)
put the karo with the water, b_tch, i mix classics

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
gen5 glock 19, thirty clip saggin’
amiri joggin’ fit, dumb b_tch, i hit l!cks in fashion
last n_gga i popped up, i had on big b_st_rd
oversized virgil abloh hoodie, this a big jacket
d_mn near three racks for the varsity with the big patches
jumped out with thirty clip, hawked him down, he kept zig_zaggin’
ran up on him, when he hit the ground, pushed his sh_t backwards
real lean plug n_gga, i could still get acky
rubber band ap on thirty racks, if a b_tch askin’
if you ever see me run from a n_gga, i shot the stick backwards
made dog sh_t, i’m spittin’ fire out my mouth, call me a big dragon
oh, we was talkin’ bout white buffs? lou got six glasses
plug got five seals, eight quarter pints, and six glasses
hoe tried to leave me, shot her car up and broke the b_tch chassis
eight lines of wock, in one cup, we sip molasses
drive the b_tch car and get some head, d_mn, i’m finna crash it
that gold dweller fifty_six plain, think i’m finna grab it
thirty racks hangin’ out my pocket, got me feelin’ [?]
my city small n_gga, think he gettin’ away, i can get the addy
i don’t really be f_ckin’ with the percs, but i can get the xannies
my shooter got adhd, he’ll k!ll you for a script of addy’s
i was finna f_ck my b_tch mom, but i can hit the granny
you ain’t never had a glass pint of red, it came in a casket
my fiend call me for a twenty stone, i came with a basket
i’m takin’ n_ggas guns in the club, i came with a magnet

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