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lil yachty – solo steppin crete boy كلمات اغاني

[intro]
brrt
look, crete
mm, hm

[verse]
same n_gga breakin’ down hoes left and right (yeah)
i was countin’ up an m on a private flight (yeah)
all this chrome on my body like a medieval knight (hmm)
i was f_ckin’ up a sack on that purple sprite (yeah)
all my b_tches been official, even tote a pistol (yeah)
even blow up like a whistle (yeah), lie to officials (yeah)
i’ll drip you down in crystals if i know you’re real (mwah)
have you geekin’ out your body off a pink pill
i caught you lyin’, tell me and i’ll f_ck with you still (d_mn)
so many properties i bought, i’m king of the hill
f_ck n_gga need to learn his place ‘fore we put ’em in it (yeah)
steppin’ and swaggin’, i’m runnin’ sh_t, i might run for senate (huh)
i got a b_tch up in the kitchen, wearin’ them coochie cutters (yeah)
free my doggy out that cell, straight up out the gutter (sweet)
been them n_ggas ever since the position needed fillin’
and i fear i didn’t see it, it was just me and dylan (you see)
you see, it was just me and justin (drive)
grippin’ her hair while she top me’, might give her a concussion (yeah)
i don’t like discussions (d_mn), i’m too rich for fussin’ (exactly)
look her dead in her eyes and have that p_ssy bustin’ (yeah)
i ain’t ever cuffin’ (yeah)
if my corner baby die, he psyched out, still (yeah)
your baby daddy broke, no need for him to write a will (yeah)
i put paint on my nails, b_tches f_ckin’ still (still)
it’s old money in my bank that i’m spendin’ still (yeah)
lifestyle sh_t get twisted, i been livin’ shady (creep)
i been beatin’ up that sack like i’m devin haney (beat it)
i don’t need a rock friend, i’ma step solo (facts)
i try anything once, the lifestyle yolo
i don’t wanna be posted on the blogs, i don’t wanna answer calls
i did this sh_t for my dawgs, i just beat up the mall
i just beat up my wrist, i was duckin’ irs
i was takin’ that risk, i was takin’ that b_tch
i was flyin’ air drake, so i was takin’ that switch (brrt)
b_tch (yeah)
they gave me m’s at eighteen, ain’t know what to do (yeah)
i f_ck a sack up at a jeweler, i was goin’ stupid (oh)
fell in love with a teller, i don’t know cupid
gotta tell my stepper “no’,” ’cause he’ll really do it (brrt)
anywhere, everywhere, he don’t give a d_mn
empty the clip, reload the clip, we call it sleight of hand (yeah)
my memory bad, so i’m f_ckin’ baby on cam’ (mhm)
bottega coat, i copped, r.i.p to couple m’s (yeah)
that boy is not a kingpin, he sold a couple grams
he ain’t no gangster, grew up better than adonis graham
[outro]
it’s us

- lil yachty

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