[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Wassup baby
Come here, take a seat
Take off your shoes at the door
It's the Concrete Boys
Let's get it
It's us

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
How you ain't know?
Money from the floor (Damn), stackin' tall as a buffalo (Damn)
Double O, money 'front of that
In my right ear, [montear?] like I feed a [?] to a baby deer (Bee)
I run up fifteens for the minimal every year (Go)
I pour the Wockesha in my [?] (Damn, damn, damn)
I put several bitches on a jet, take 'em out time
Put 'em hoes on [?] sound
(I—) I'm walkin' around wit' that F&N, I'm locked and loaded
Fuck my new bitch [?] (Yeah)
Poppin' percs like Prozac
I've been turnt out to know that
Givе a fuck 'bout these niggas on (Fuck)
Call up [?]
Scuffy braids, Jim Jones
Ballin' out, NBA
Fuck what thеse rap niggas say, I am not intimidated
[?] Maybach, [?]
I got her, damn, she was baited
Concrete Boys made that noise
My brother's like, "We're related"
It's us
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