CMDWN , Lil Yachty - Solange Hair lyrics

Lil Yachty [Miles Parks McCollum] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.

[CMDWN , Lil Yachty - Solange Hair lyrics]

(Lousy) inside boys get the green
Outside niggas, they ain't even on shit
Though (Brtt)
I'm the one who's sayin' what I mean

We ride out 'bout ten deep (Ride)
Pull up ten deep, give me ten feet
(Give me ten)
Too lit off that one shit, I can't speak
(Give me tan)
Too up in the clouds, man, I can't beef
(Way up)
Hit a whole half, feel like Mobb Deep
(Hit a whole) yeah, ugh, woo (Frrt)
They gon' fold up like lawn chairs
(They gon' fold, hoo)
I'm wavy like Solange hair (Pew, yeah)
I'm Black like Solange hair (Slatt)

Do that on your damn time damn, ma, goddamn
Aaron Rodgers, fourth quarter
Tall order, meet me at the spot (Spot)
Hoodie in the summertime like it ain't hot
(Ain't hot) with my brothers
We be beatin' down the block (The block)
Put a solid one-fifty up in the stock
(In the stock)
Hope it don't fail, 'cause if it do
I'm gon' be hot (Hot)

Pull up ten deep, give me ten feet
(Give me ten)
Too lit off that one shit, I can't speak
(Give me tan)
Too up in the clouds, man, I can't beef
(Too up)
Hit a whole half, feel like Mobb Deep
(A whole) yeah, ugh, woo (Go)
They gon' fold up like lawn chairs
(They gon' fold, hoo)
I'm wavy like Solange hair (Pew, yeah)
I'm Black like Solange hair

Bought my bitch Cha nay nay case I cheat
She gon' act like she mad, she happy low-key
I'm ballin' on and off the
Court with no assists (Swish)
I'm flexin' on these niggas
I don't need a gym
No, I don't need a gym, need money
Never needed friends
No, I ain't feelin' 'em, I cropped 'em out
Delete 'em (She a ho)
She gon' fuck me
And I know she feelin' all my friends
(We on go) my bro shoot shots like Curry
Swear you don't want smoke with him

In high school, they made fun of me
But now they wanna make love to me
Off ten B's, rollin' like a tumbleweed
Lil' bitch Blasian, call her bumblebee
I'ma need a crib with no
Less than a ten-piece started makin' money
Broke niggas start resent me
I been runnin' laps 'round niggas
No one's ahead of me got a lot of niggas
Always pull up 'bout ten deep
Spend a lot of zeroes
Thousand on my neckpiece
Got do not disturb on my phone
Hoes might text me
Can't leave the crib without my stick, yeah
That's my bestie i keep a ruler like a nerd
So please don't test me

Pull up ten deep, give me ten feet
(Give me ten)
Too lit off that one shit, I can't speak
(Give me tan)
Too up in the clouds, man, I can't beef
(Way up)
Hit a whole half, feel like Mobb Deep
(Hit a whole) yeah, ugh, woo (Frrt, frrt)
They gon' fold up like lawn chairs
(They gon' fold, hoo)
I'm wavy like Solange hair (Pew, yeah)
I'm Black like Solange hair

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