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Lil Yachty

Genres: Hip-Hop

X Men Lyrics - Lil Yachty

Ayy, uh, ayy, bitch 

Ayy, Lil Boat, uh, Lil Boat, yeah, Lil Boat 

 

Runnin' head first in your shindig (uh) 

Boy your raps weak, keep your day gig (uh) 

19 years old, I got 7 figs (yeah) 

Break the bitch back like a tree twig (bitch) 

I love myself more than anybody (anybody) 

Fuck I look like in a Masarati? 

I leave that shit to the trap stars (real) 

A nigga like me, I'm a busy body (Lil Boat) 

Lie on my name and get relevant (what) 

Later you'll tell the truth, sayin' sorry (brrr) 

My AR keep a AR (doo doo) 

He find that heat while he tote the heat 

Big booty bitch, that's a cheat sheet, uh 

She fiending, she want a meat peek, uh 

Take the lil' bitch to the bathroom (yeah) 

Let her eat all of my skeet skeet, uh 

Cool, you gettin' dub money (what) 

I'm gettin' one-twenty up money (true) 

I'm gettin' two-thirty plus money (true) 

I saw your Patek, it look funny 

You goin' downhill like Gumby cut (yeah) 

My bitch upscale, she a fancy slut (yeah) 

I want a brand new Bentley coupe (woo) 

I don't really fuck with that Bentley truck (skrrt skrrt) 

 

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Lot of foreign 

Fuck I just started? 

Wishin' to Henny 

Diamonds on flex 

Tuck it, I'm blessed 

Drippin', I'm wet 

Fuck her, she wet 

Ooh, big body Benz 

Hop out, president 

Rollie president 

Iced out all my friends 

Call us X-Men 

Cyclops Fendis, yeah 

Swipe, swipe, swipe 

Take a sip, bye 

 

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Niggas always sayin' what they finna do next 

Shawty told me she not into you, next 

Ain't really for all that pillow talk 

But I put my nut where she kisses you 

Yes, I'm a dog with a Gucci collar 

I get that brain like a Harvard scholar 

I'm sure you saw that one comin' 

But I bet you ain't seen a million dollars 

I like to stunt on a bitch boy, uh 

Diamonds is simply my wrist toy, uh 

Niggas be simply decoys, ooh 

Test me, my niggas gon' deploy, grrr 

I'm bangin', I'm bangin', I'm passin' 'em, mmm 

Countin' it, stackin' it, flexin' it, yeah 

If she pretty, promise I'm sexin' it (woo) 

Don't give me no gift, ain't no checkin' it (nah) 

You talk to me crazy, I'm checkin' you (grrr) 

I really feel broke standin' next to you (what) 

You don't have a place in my heart, bro (nope) 

I saw what you drive, it's a cart, bro (what) 

You shouldn't want beef from the start (uh-uh) 

Everywhere I drive leave marks (yeah) 

All of you niggas is marks (yeah) 

You stinky and dirty like farts (uh) 

 

Lot of foreign 

Fuck I just started? 

Wishin' to Henny 

Diamonds on flex 

Tuck it, I'm blessed 

Drippin', I'm wet 

Fuck her, she wet 

Ooh, big body Benz 

Hop out, president 

Rollie president 

Ice out all my friends 

Call us X-Men 

Cyclops Fendis, yeah 

Swipe, swipe, swipe 

Take a sip, bye 

 

Yeah 

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