[Intro]
Earl on the beat
[?]
Uh, uh (Go)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Go)
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
These pussies can't step in my shoes (Shoes), so what’s the problem? (Go)
Stompin' niggas out, give me bloody bottoms (Woo)
Nigga wanted smoke (Smoke), nigga wanted problems (Problems)
We don't fight fair (Yeah), we’ll resolve them problems (Woo, go)
I'm Peter Piper with a pistol (Boom, boom)
I'm the Michelin man with a missile (Michelin)
Bitch, I'm Jack Frost with the crystals (Ice)
Let it blow like a whistle (Let it blow)
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Damn (Let it blow)
I'm on your head like the brush with the bristles (Go)
All my dawgs ride right or wrong
Act first, speak later, that's the code I'm on
I'll shit on bitches who think they be doin’ sum’
I pity these niggas who ain't gettin’ none
Too much money in the world to be on someone couch
I can show you how I make the million overnight, that's word to [?], yeah
I know, I'm on the block like a liquor store
Askin' my bro what the lick for
Fuckin’ his bitch, fuckin' his bitch
I had to see what it's hittin' on
I get the bank, all undercover and shit
Cash what I'm sittin' on
Earl on the beat
[?]
Uh, uh (Go)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Go)
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
These pussies can't step in my shoes (Shoes), so what’s the problem? (Go)
Stompin' niggas out, give me bloody bottoms (Woo)
Nigga wanted smoke (Smoke), nigga wanted problems (Problems)
We don't fight fair (Yeah), we’ll resolve them problems (Woo, go)
I'm Peter Piper with a pistol (Boom, boom)
I'm the Michelin man with a missile (Michelin)
Bitch, I'm Jack Frost with the crystals (Ice)
Let it blow like a whistle (Let it blow)
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Damn (Let it blow)
I'm on your head like the brush with the bristles (Go)
All my dawgs ride right or wrong
Act first, speak later, that's the code I'm on
I'll shit on bitches who think they be doin’ sum’
I pity these niggas who ain't gettin’ none
Too much money in the world to be on someone couch
I can show you how I make the million overnight, that's word to [?], yeah
I know, I'm on the block like a liquor store
Askin' my bro what the lick for
Fuckin’ his bitch, fuckin' his bitch
I had to see what it's hittin' on
I get the bank, all undercover and shit
Cash what I'm sittin' on
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