Lil Yachty, Draft Day - How Far Will I Go lyrics

Hm can't even fuck with us on this shit, man
Nigga need a million plus to
Get 'round us on God

I know I got some habit's
But I had to have it (Brr)
Five million in the bank
With a couple stashes
Boy, I been mastered it
Why they just catchin' on to this shit?
I done had up and downs like that six-fold
Bet it make your bitch bounce
She gon' eat that dick in a quick amount
In her gums like an orthodon'tist
Every tube up in my mouth filled
With diamonds and them bitches flawless
And she know I'm perfect (yeah)
I done put that work in (yeah)
I done made it this far
And still remained this solid (Brr)
How far will I go in that Murcielago?
And that level that I'm reaching boy
That shit Picasso
Excuse my rеpertoire, how I do this shit
I break it down a littlе different
Make you feel that shit
(Feel that shit, nigga)
I seen my pops touch a
Million with no drug deals
I'm a Broward baby
So imma get that shit for real
Shoutout Lauderhill, 954 Forever (Ever)
Atlanta Raised me too
I'm only getting better
Man, this shit so timeless
Walked through the crib full of
Statues and some monuments
You niggas could never
Marble tables, Marble floors
Get the pussy wet, or better
I make her cum for sure
It's for certain I'm here for a purpose
I'm the leader of this shit
And you niggas my servants
I fell asleep up in my whip
I had pulled up the curtains
Cause I know they watching (yeah)
Every move that I make they gon' try to copy
(Nah) but they on some sloppy shit
How the hell you live your
Life everyday being counterfeit?
I could only fucking imagine it
I can't even imagine that shit
And I ain't lying, bitch

Haha, we don't even fuck with niggas (Brr)
Broke ass boy (Gang, yeah)
Flawless Nigga, I'm touching the
Beat like Floyd, nigga
Pretty money shit, nigga
Pretty boy (Mm, hm, brr)

It's complicated tryna explain that
I'm not obligated (Go)
Like tryna tell your OG how
Your chain was confiscated (Oh)
Inside the room with 12 explaining shit
All animated damn I made it
Damn I made a way for all my brothers
(Crete) to keep shelter
Ayy, man, where's Walter?
She got to the head
Quick just like Alka-seltzer (Hey)
Helter Skelter how I'm movin'
Got these bitches choosin' (Woo)
Show this bitch some riches
Now this lil' bitch in here oozin'
(That's on God)
I'm the king of clothing (yeah)
Youngest nigga with them pieces
Everything hot (What else?)
And I ain't talkin' Stalin (Slatt)
Used to make a check from
Cuttin' grass around the hood
Now it's bi-weekly when them folks come
Through and get to mowin' (Ha)
I totaled four different foreigns
In the last year (What else?)
I put like six total karats in my left ear
(Ha) now I'm up
Still might cry if you pour up my cup
Still might cry if I look out my window
(yeah)
Still inside the club with that extendo (Frr)
Still gon' fuck her raw, rubbers a no no
Imma pay for her later, I know now (Yes)
Imma pay the bitch one way or other (Yes)
I try to treat hoes with respect
Like I would treat my mother (Hoo)
But I can't treat them like I treat my mother
(No)
Well, they have Benzes, Birkins, APs, houses
(Yes) check the circle
Can't hang round with mouses (Hoo)
Fifteen Hundred on Margiela blouses (Hoo)
Not for myself, but for my future spouses
(Hoo) i won't get caught at outings (No)
I don't have doubts
I pay zero attention when my bitch doubt
And when in doubt I hit the
Route and check my mouth
Cause nobody got me here
Can't no one keep me here (On God)
Face to face with my demons
I can't feel the fear (yeah)
If I keep dubbing my main bitch
She gon' be out of here