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lil yachty – split / whole time كلمات اغاني

sippin’ the peach soda
the n_ggas inside, they gon’ hide ’til the heat is over (frrp)
sippin’ the peach soda
the n_ggas inside, they gon’ hide ’til the heat is over (frrp)
sippin’ the peach soda
the n_ggas inside, they gon’ hide ’til the heat is over
i’ma rap ’til the beat is over
two chanel bags, the same price as my mink sofa
and i move like the king cobra
slimin’ them out, dawg, i didn’t have to think it over
(earl on the beat)
frrp

sippin’ the peach soda
the n_ggas inside, they gon’ hide ’til the heat is over (uh)
i’ma rap ’til the beat is over (uh)
two chanel bags, the same price as my mink sofa (go)
and i move like the king cobra (go)
slimin’ them out, dawg, i didn’t have to think it over (slatt)
this lil’ b_tch, i’ma bend her over
after i’m done, call the gang, i’ma send her over (gang)
i’m in tune with the ups (yeah)
waitin’ on packages, kpreme gon’ do the rest
got some b_tches in budapest
strapped with them ks, they walk ’round wearin’ bullet vests (ooh, frrp)
i need you to do more, but speak less
youngins gon’ open, uh
youngins gon’ open ’em up like some mucinex (go)
give me top, baby, keep the s_x (go)
my d_ck get bigger when i see a money check
used to didn’t have a hundred bands (beep)
now i’m outside with the gang doin’ the money dance
i’m in rush hour, roadrunnin’ (mm)
i’m in rush hour, roadrunnin’ like jackie chan
my big brother was beatin’ pans (beat it)
lil’ brother psyched out, he might go shoot your mans (buh, buh, beep)
sunday through sunday (sunday)
i got them b_tches comin’ on the runway (on the runway)
f_ck with the feng shui (f_ck with)
break a b_tch back like the wood like a sensei
f_ck did that n_gga say? (f_ck)
you wasn’t ’round at the gym back at lindley (beep)
split

yeah
uh_huh (told my slime, earl, hold it on)
yeah (hold that sh_t down, n_gga, i’ma see it)
uh_huh (you gon’ see it and now he see it, for real, he held it down)
uh_huh (feel me)
uh_huh (for real), uh_huh, uh_huh
beep, look (go)

i’m hated that much, i don’t give a d_mn (go)
i used to swipe, finesse through the skype through the night
i would eat on a grand slam (swipe)
don’t be like me, i’m a millionaire
still ridin’ dirty ’round town like chamillionaire (don’t be like me)
these n_ggas softer than build_a_bear
penthouse, then make her eat with no silverware (sh_t, ayy, f_ck)
i’m crackin’ this b_tch like some software (go)
i got her boyfriend on my crosshair
he talkin’ down (phew), go the sound
i’m in new york, need a loft here (d_mn)
b_tch, i’m a motherf_ckin’ boss here (d_mn)
no, ain’t no n_gga soft here (f_ck ’em)
my n_ggas down, they came from the town (phew)
they let it off here (slatt)
audemars piguet, ice me (ice)
where i be f_ckin’ this pisces?
she wanna beat up the wifey (she was down)
i like the piguets, i like the emeralds
d_mn, them sh_ts look like a icy (ice)
different in school, check out the iq
i made more guap than the it (yeah)

sh_t, nah, whole time n_ggas hold sh_t down (frrt, frrt, hold it down)
yeah, whole time n_ggas never lack, n_ggas keep a hundred rounds (whole time, frrt)
yeah, home alone, n_gga, run up on me, do ’em like macaulay caulkin (sh_t, sh_t, sh_t, yeah)
two_fifty for the bentley coupe, i ain’t drive it, leave it parkin’ (fif’)

a lot of my choices was dumb sh_t
gang pull up on the block and they dump sh_t
my n_ggas got red on their head
red on their head on some trump sh_t (brrt)
i’m swervin’ the ‘burban down highland (skrt)
swervin’ the whip on some drunk sh_t (swerve)
i’m not a fighter at all
but i stomp his head, wanted him dead (prrt, prrt, prrt)
won’t get a foot in my conscience (poh)
these b_tches hang ’round for the content (b_tch)
it took me way outta context (oh)
my youngin’ gon’ blow like a semtex (sh_t, beep)
live everywhere like some germex (hee)
just tell my n_gga his turn next (god)
burn that sh_t down
don’t play with me, b_tch, i’ma burn it (burn)
yeah (burn), young n_gga earn it (brrt)
don’t speak on no sh_t you don’t know about
before you speak on it go learn that
sh_t, sh_t, yeah (sh_t)
for real, keepin’ this sh_t for real (beep)
three in the two like shaquille (yeah)
i don’t even know how to feel (beep)

nah, whole time n_ggas hold sh_t down (frrt, frrt, hold it down)
yeah, whole time n_ggas never lie, n_ggas keep a hundreds rounds (whole time, frrt)
yeah, home alone, n_gga, run up on me, do ’em like macaulay caulkin (sh_t, sh_t, sh_t, yeah)
two_fifty for the bentley coupe, i ain’t drive it, leave it parkin’ (fif’)

frrt, frrt (go)
frrt, frrt
frrt, frrt
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