Lil Yachty - Rap Like Me lyrics

Yup, send my big brother to go do a stick up
Whip got the hiccups, hydraulics, my feet up
Old bitch keep callin’
She think I’m gon’ pickup
Made the bitch ride me
She couldn’t keep my dick up single
(chasethemoney,  chasethemoney)
Hey, hey hey  (Go get em’)

Send my big brother to go do a stick up
Whip got the hiccups, hydraulics, my feet up
Old bitch keep callin’
She think I’m gon’ pickup
Made the bitch ride me
She couldn’t keep my dick up
Single reporter, yo’ bitch for a pickup
Send a cool dub and she made a new friend
And she brought to the den
Broke her back in
Her friend made my bitch lick her friend
Made her cum like it’s past tense
Buddy rape, that’s super lame, he a has been
Might just stop rappin’ and
Start doin’ castins’
Look like a lick, all this ice, I’m Alaskan
Yes I’m the Boat, may I ask, who is askin’?
Pullin’ yo’ flag, I’m the flag team captain
Stop all that cappin’, you regal action
(Fuck)
Single swagin’, bitch I’m always packin’
(Woo)
With the action if it’s really action (yeah)
Main attraction, got a spinal fraction
Take it to the hood, where them boys taxin’
(They do)
Fuck a bitch cause they always naggin’
If I let her in
She’ll prolly catch me lackin’
Ridin’ round’ five deep in a Hellcat, nigga
Feelin’ like the Jackson’s
Fuck on my bitch, messin’ up her mascara
Slurp on this dick, for that new Panamera
Nigga got bread, havin’ bread like Panera
My bitch Tierra, she work at Tiara
Makin these M’s, shoutout to my PR
When I get bored, I might go buy a car
I can’t buy a drink, but I could buy the bar
I can’t go to clubs but
Them niggas still pay me (Aye)
Hole livera, these ain’t like Jay Z
Coupe wrapped in yellow, it look like a daisy
Posted in Texas, I should be with Sanchez
Neck gon’ fishin’ and my
Jewelry box very breezy (Woo)
Did a lil feature and went bought AP’s
Drum on the kit, with the lights, she like KG
Fuckin’ these fuck niggas up
Just like Tay Keith came with the heat
Someone must’ broke the AC
Been gettin money since’ BC and AD
Young nigga make that lil
Bitch eat them babies (Yup)
Spit out the nut
That shit look just like rabies (Ugh)
I owe that bitch a Mercedes
Ride on the beat like a mufuckin’ horse
Drive the Hellcat down the
Street like a course
Don’t believe shit unless it
Come from the source
Fuckin two bitches, I make them hoes morf
Last line
Should prolly rhyme something with dorf
Fuck it, I might go buy her six bags
Can’t check my luggage, these Louie V bags
Came from 06', fuck up my wrist
Diamonds they dance, like a teenage
Chris Brown fuck that lil bitch in the town
Tip on the Glock
This shit don’t make a sound (Pew, pew)
Talk how I wanna, I made up a noun
Free my big dog out the pound (Huh)
Fuck that lil bitch out her night gown

Pussy, okay, stupid