Lil Yachty - "Up Next 3" Featuring G Herbo [Produced By Chris Fresh] | Текст песни

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• "Up Next 3" Featuring G Herbo [Produced By Chris Fresh]

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Aye
Chris Fresh
Lil Boat
Chris Fresh
Lil Boat
Yeah
And I'm tired of all you pussy ass niggas hatin' on boat, 'cause y'all see that nigga shinin', y'all see that nigga stuntin', y'all see that nigga up next nigga
Fuck y'all niggas
Uh

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Bitch, I'm the realest you've ever seen and my new bitch, she a model from Africa, any fine bitch with an ass, boy, im' after ya, 22 diamonds, they shine like a brand new dime that you flip for a bet
Pussy nigga got behind the wheel and tried to raceBoat, well that's a cruise for a wreck
Stay with the Tec, gotta check on my neck, I need 8 for a show
Brother locked up for the blow
Fuck you pussies bitch, I skipped being Rookie. What, you want a cookie 'cause you got connect?
Nigga play hookie, when they see it's Boat time
Ice on my wrist got you thinkin', it's cold time
Dunk on that bitch make you lean on your shoulder
Tripled my views, now you thinkin' it's over
Skrt-skrt that Rover, I spent a whole six up in dover
Margiela - my collar, I look like my father. Why'd you even bother? I'm richer, I'm better
26 shit, I dropped it on my sweater, just 'cause it's real leather, Versace my feathers
King sized set with the pillows
Dick in her pussy, she call me her hero
Dick in her mouth like a motherfuckin' churro
Knot so fat like a fuckin' burrito
Shout out taketa, her pussy much sweeter, I lick it, then stick it, then kick it right on to my brother
Never fuck none of these hoes without rubbers
Bitch, I'm so fly, I can float on a cover
Now, I see why you mad, cause I made it over night, and your bitch love Boat, now, I see you wanna fight, and I just cannot help it, because she think that I'm right, and she don't like you 'cause your music not excitin'

[Interlude: G Herbo]
Aye
Lil Boat
QC, whaddup?
150 DT
Gang-Gang
Gang-Gang
Gang-Gang
Aye

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Bitch, it's G Herbo
Swervin' so much, watch them start callin' me Swervo
In the M6 two door drop with the turbo
Engine from Russia, my Balmains for Bergdorf, my lil hoe from Merlow
Killers like Marlo
Come to your block, shoot it up with no sorrows
Still ride with Glocks and them chops over lanos
Let off them shells. Have you duckin' your taco and come back tomorrow?
Maison Like Capo
Rollie or Beam, my bracelet a Tahoe
Riding an i8's in a race through Chicago
Remember, I used to rock Ecko & Paco. Now Balmain, where I go?
Blunts full of pasto
Remember, I used to get free bands like Rocko
Got a white bitch snortin' lines, they El Chapo
Loadin' up 30's and countin' up guap'll get top in my auto
Oops, I mean mobile, on the way home to my house in Herbo Hills
Remember, them nights I was servin' with no deals
Lil bro ass lurkin', he gon' kill
Rollin' off 4 pills
My life is so trill, I made a name off my block like I'm O'Neal
Get face to face with them cops and I don't squeal
Snitch to the bitch, but he went and did more years, niggas a hoe still
Wake up, get more bills
Rich with my squad in Chiraq, like I'm Bo Deal
While in Miami, we ridin' on 4 wheels
500 deep, got the ops hidin' for years
Pop out, go trill, Glock color oatmeal
Know what I mean, bitch it's brown, it ain't no steel
Ridin', we lurkin', you better keep your steel
You gotta be ready to use it in broad day, you know lil bro will

[Outro: G Herbo]
Ay
G Herbo 150 dream team
Bitch
Shout out Coach
Lil Boat whaddup?

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