Lil Yachty, Pi’erre Bourne - Toting lyrics

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

[Lil Yachty, Pi’erre Bourne - Toting lyrics]

(That, that, that, that, that
That, that, that
That, that, that, that, that, that, that
That be Maaly Raw)
Go, go, Slatt talk, aye, talk, talk, bee

Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bee) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Oh)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Oh) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Oh)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bop) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Bee)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bee) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye

Beatin’ that bitch up, pourin’ that peach up
Crib is up top, now you cannot reach us
Drunk and I’m rich, so you cannot teach us
Speak in’ for them kids cause
Them niggas need us
Bitch I was broke, ain’t nobody feed us
Bankroll sit the same size as a DS
Back of them Benz, when I got with my feet up
I’m with them hitta’s
They throwin’ them B’s up
Im with lil Set and he throwin’ them Fo’s up
That bitch got traded, she hate it, DeRozan
All of this ice, I should star up in Frozen
This bitch wanna fuck on my
Shit like Hill Hogan
Bitch wanna fuck, I can’t wait
That’s my slogan
Diamond earring, the same size as a token
Gang smokin’ that shit, potent
"I cannot breathe", bitch, chokin’

Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bee) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Oh)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Oh) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Oh)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bop) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Bee)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Fuck) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye

Tell em’, I told em
See I be flexin’ on em’ all bro
(Flexin’ on em all) when I leave my crib
Gotta have my pockets swole (Pockets swole)
When I was a youngin’ she would bust it open
(Bust it open) bag of chips
(What) , all of that (All of that)
Takin’ trips
(Takin trips) , pack yo’ bag (Pack yo bag)
Baby dip
(Baby dip) , got my sauce (Got my sauce)
On her lips
(On her lips) , wipe that off (Wipe that off)
Wax that bitch (Wax that bitch)
We gon’ snip, she want come get hit (Oh yeah)
Wide bitch shit, like Lilo and Stitch
(Oh yeah) yeah my white bitch
She like Abercrombie and Fitch (Oh yeah)
On my wrist, Rollie feel like Mitch (Oh yeah)

Slatt, gon’ talk tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bee) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Oh)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Oh) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Oh)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bop) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Bee)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bee) , Tell em’ I told em’, aye
Tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Oh) Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Oh) , Tell em’
I told em’, aye (Oh) Tell em’ I told em’
Aye (Bop) tell em’ I told em’, aye
(Bee) Tell em’ I told em’, aye (Fuck)
Tell em’ I told em’, aye

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