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lil yachty – royal rumble كلمات اغاني

[intro: lil yachty]
(who the h_ll is carlo?)
f_ck all these b_tch ass outsiders, you know
f_ck ’em
look, look, look

[verse 1: lil yachty]
lou pulled up on me, so we poured up a kobe bryant
stacked up all my empty wock’ pints, it’s taller than a giant
almost didn’t graduate school, i was so defiant
bored as h_ll, i think me and my b_tch finna hit miama
d_mn, dawg i meant miami
i’m tongue_twisting, keep my gun lifted, just to be specific
10 milli bullets, ain’t no running from a n_gga slug
cleaning sessions with my gun on me, talkin’ ’bout [?] judge
f_cked a b_tch i saw her on tv, but it’s not “the grudge”
n_gga so tough in them schemes, but i’m ’bout to bust
glock ain’t got no sound, [?], call this b_tch a sound [?], ’cause when i shoot this b_tch at this n_gga, bet the n_gga hush
bro’ll pull up in that ‘ghini, yeah, same color as a zucchini
[?]
smokin’ a n_gga like hickory, pull a fn, [?]

[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
krispylife
done wearing the big b’s, i pulled the j’s out
sn_tch a b_tch wig off, like, pull your fade out
retired from the k, i, run fades now
and raw_dogged your baby mama, what you gon’ say now?
from flint, if the water’ll make it bad, i can get ugly
12:00 my trap rush hour, ask for chris tucker
shot dawg, tryna take a shot, i’m a fifth bust it
you don’t never get props, you a d_ck sucker
how the f_ck you gon’ keep sliding and not hit nothing?
if a n_gga in the radius, i’ma flip somethin’
my b_tch got a onlyfans, i get a 10th of it
i’m a pimp, i f_cked her, and like 6 cousins
[verse 3: rmc mike]
drinking lean for 10 years to cause all my big stomach
pop you with a gun inside a gun, it got a kit on it
that b_tch was all go, with a sandpaper grip on it
girly say she knew i can f_ck, from the hip motions
60 racks for my new kit, look like i’m moving out
don’t drive fast coming down my block, i might shoot it up
put a whole gram on the table, watch unc [?] it up
they say i been acting real stiff, it’s time to loosen up
n_ggas out here drinking cut lean, tryna act high
n_gga you be coming off the bench, i’m the franchise
fell in love with a blazing b_tch, she got cat eyes
me, yachty, ray, kidd, and rio, the fab 5

[verse 4: babyface ray]
all my n_ggas in the street, don’t know no rap guys
holy water from my jeweler, i got baptized
f’s on my hip, i got f’s on my hat now
fear of god, demons on the chally, send a scat down
my son got a bankroll bigger than n_ggas
n_gga playing crazy, put his ass in the blender
blend game crazy, taking half to a chicken
we are not the same, it’s dior on my d_ckies
codeine cowboy
ask around, lot of noise
draco in the whip, ride with me, i’m a choppa boy
purple in my cup, jewels dancing, b_tch, i’m blocboy
n_gga reach for my sh_t, get popped for it
[verse 5: rio da yung og]
i ain’t with tez, but i ain’t throwing hands, i’m a glockboy
the first thing i ever bought my son was a glock toy
bro riding in a rental with 3 cash, he a hot boy
michael jordan, glock .23 with 22, the other glock curry
skrrt, that’s how the ‘cat sound
mike got the glock in the club, but they ain’t pat him down
i’m with the drank god, he can possibly pull some act out
i’m on the south side, with the apostrophe in the crock house
$1,800 bag, pull the glock out it
you say you a real drinker, pull some snot out
2 k’s laying on the couch, i put the glock out
b_tch bent over tryna tie her shoes, pulled my c_ck out
used to have the standard clip, i got a mop now
sh_t, gang, what we pouring? i got a pop now
n_gga put the gun down, you getting get knocked out
seen the opps at the store, hopped out a droptop with chop out
my big homie got a couple keys, we can’t get locked out

[verse 6: dc2trill]
everybody know you really a b_tch, put that glock down
n_gga came as a shooter, but he got shot down
ever since the cash came legit, i’m buying opps now
n_gga shook his drank up, it made the pop sound
the lean plug finna retire, i need a doc now
hop up out the car and bang bang, like he pops now
.35 in the gram a leaf, this ain’t no cigar
pull up in my hood fresh as h_ll, like a trap star
all a n_gga do is talk, fairytale cap star
n_gga can’t tell you sh_t about no drank, i done drunk [?]
[verse 7: icewear vezzo]
yeah, [?] n_gga with the pints, i cut raw
untrustworthy, i can get a plug ’cause i run off
.30 hanging out the glock, i up [?]
29, shot one out the head, this b_tch wasn’t off
got [?], i can’t find my hand
shady n_gga, pop a xan, i’ll rob my friend
60,000 every play, every time i land
choppa big, hanging down my leg, it can hide my pants
yeah, [?]
i’ll take a n_gga chain at his own party
real hitta, f_ck a shooter, i got a whole army
n_gga soft, never caught a body, you just told stories
i woke up and cash a wraith, i ain’t tell n0body
i heard n_ggas took your sh_t, you ain’t tell n0body
if this rap sh_t fail, i’ll sell more wock’
you lame n_ggas [?] like a hoe, you better k!ll somebody

- lil yachty

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