A$AP Mob, Juicy J - Yamborghini High lyrics

Yeah, yeah I'm, y'all know what it is
Yeah I'm, yeah I'm
(Shut the fuck up) yeah I'm, yeah I'm
Yeah I'm yeah I'm

Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
(You know it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate (We do it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches

Yeah, I'm gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate
Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes
That I date, like, every day
Yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah
I bought the Wraith
Yeah, I'm out of state, yeah, I like to race
Yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah I'm, yeah
(You know it)
I wake up late, yeah, I'm out of shape, yeah
I'm eatin' crêpes
Yeah, I'm sippin' wine, yeah
She feed me grapes (Grapes)
She make no mistakes, me make no complaints
I love how she think she
Graduated with that brain she go to

Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate (You know it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
(Shut the fuck up)

Tool on my waist, shades on my face
Money in the bank, make no mistake
Nast does it great
Yeah, hoes wanna fuck, car parked out front
7: 45 on the fuckin' dot
Your bitch down to ride (You know it)
Leavin' wit' me 'cause I'm a G
Made in the streets, rep for the streets
So I keep a piece (Let's get it)
Niggas try to front, act if he want
Act like he tough
End up in a box layin' on the side (Magic)

Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches (Bitches)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches

Mama told me, "Save that money bank accounts
Don't spend that bread"
Cash out on new necklaces, 14 karat bracelet
Dibble dabble with the lean
Hi Tech with the cream soda
As I whipped the yola lambo red, Coca Cola
My bros, Cosa Nostra ridin' on a speedboat
She suckin', lickin', deep-throat
Rey Mysterio
When I'm jumpin' off the top rope
Banana clip with the scope wearin' all white
Like I'm the mothafuckin' pope (Alright)

I'm on a Yamborghini high, flyin'
High through the sky, hey yo
Yammy's vision got us rich
Catch a nigga flyin' by in a Lambo
Sippin' the Henny got me gone, now
I'm gettin' in my zone, hey yo
RIP to my nigga, the gallon goin' to my dome
Hey yo this how it feel to be rich
Fuckin' bitches in the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at?
Yamborghini with the shit's, yeah
Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shit's
Yeah i ain't with the game, bitch
She blow my cartridge, yeah
My jewelry glistening why I’m always chilly
Can't believe a nigga made a couple milli'
'Bout to cop the house way up in the hillies
With a bad bitch in the Bentley
Wood grain with the roof gone
Make a bitch fold like a futon
Gettin' bread like a crouton
Tell me what the fuck is you on

Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate (You know it)
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches

OG, nigga keep it low key
Coolin' in the low ride
Tourin' with the Rollies
Rollin', chiefin' OG
Damn I got the smoke right
Let you get the floor seats
Foreign hoes, foreign freaks
All that on the boat trip nigga I'm an OG
Got it for the dope fiends
Product of the dope game

Kushed out, leaned out
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
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Kushed out, leaned out
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout