Lil Yachty - A&M lyrics

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

[Lil Yachty - A&M lyrics]

(South side bank global) yeah, mhm
(Woo) , mhm (Woo) , mhm (Woo) , yeah

Im out of chamber
Build up a whole lot of anger
Hop out that whip with that
Brand new lil banga’
Aim at the opp, I don’t aim in the air
I don’t post pics of no guns on the net
Cause’ that shit ain’t cool
That shit ain’t no flex
That got me pressed, I’m hot and I’m pissed
I drop a four in the two of the Mist
I need a Sprite, so I did what I did
Five in the mornin’, she eatin’ my kids
Can’t come to my house, we rent out the Ritz
I book her a flight, cause she off the shit's
I know that it’s lit, she lovin’ my wrist
Niggas be pussy, I’m really the Wiz, mhm

Blast off, she want Tim
Texas bitch, go to A&M
Ridin’ round’ drivin’ ten and two
Tote a stick till’ I’m fifty-two
New whip, paint it baby bluе
Six carrot rings, just for you
Free my niggas locked up in that shoe
Break еm’ out, no tellin’ what they’d do
Made a million, no pen no pad
Tote the rock like I’m Dameon Dash
Take em’ out, tryna take my stash
On the whip
Red Ferrari like the old school Flash
Niggas mouth ridin’, comin’ in last
Dick suckin’, they can kiss my ass

Stay out the mix
Diamonds they shine like a flair
Walkin’ around like the old school Rick
Niggas tryna’ study my pics
My sunroof panoramic
Might paint a mirror on my low-key bitch
(Slatt) yeah, yes, oh, yes, slatt, yes, huh
I got a lot to live for (M-m-m)
Baby Glock tucked in the steel toe (Brrrd)
Geekin’, she might do the heel-toe (Mm mm)
I spend a check with my real bros (Yes)
I ain’t ever missed no meals, no (No)
Wrist in the air, complete field goals

Blast off, she want Tim (yeahhh)
Texas bitch, go to A&M (Up)
Ridin’ round’ drivin’ ten and two (Two)
Tote a stick till’ I’m fifty-two (Brrd)
New whip, paint it baby blue
Six carrot rings, just for you (Mhm)
Free my niggas locked up in that shoe
Break em’ out, no tellin’ what they’d do
(V-Vs, mhm)
Made a million, no pen no pad (Slatt)
Tote the rock like I’m Dameon Dash
Take em’ out, tryna take my stash (Mhm)
On the whip
Red Ferrari like the old school Flash (Skrt)
Niggas mouth ridin’, comin’ in last
Dick suckin’, they can kiss my ass

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